#nura is the best friend that i can have

[moon-knights-balls]

all the questions from the character ask game w/ your top 3 favorites from nuramago :3!! answer the questions for whichever of the characters come to mind and skip any you dont feel like answering you dont have to do the whole thing 3x lol

NO WAY A NURAMAGO FAN!?!? HI HI LETS HANGOUT YOU SEEM COOL...

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Day and Night Rikuo is in my "Top Blorbos from different fandoms" because well.. for day Rikuo he tries his best to be a nice person which is something i respect :] And he's just so. scrunkly. I love it, i also love how polite he is compared to his night form and speaking of Night Rikuo, he's a chill and nonchalant and also sassy, there's just something intriguing about nonchalant, sassy men... (Cough, Kaeya) I also adore his design like?? Peak, IT'S SO AWESOME !! I hate drawing his hair tho

Yura my beloved, her design is simple yet appealing and also, SHE'S BADASS!! I LOVE BADASS WOMEN!! She's also a dumbass at times (Shes just like me fr) I also love her personality and how caring she is, best girl best girl :]] Also her shikigamis are awesome

Tsurara !! Her protectiveness and cuteness is aaa, i love it !! Though, i wish there were more times were she wasn't with Rikuo yk yk, still love her tho <3 Shes precious

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Rikuo gets all flirty when he's drunk

Yura is “Tsun tsun”

Tsurara has her own clan, named the Tsurara clan

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

I only have one least favorite thing among these and it's Tsurara's character being centered around Rikuo :(

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

Moon Knight or Cookie Run !! Moon Knight because they would just fit the whole supernatural setting and Cookie Run because i want to see them as cookies

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Cult of Dionysus. ITS SO NURA CLAN CODED??

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

For Rikuo, it's his humbleness and the whole “Trying to fit in”thing, oh and there's also the casual attitude and “oi”

For Yura, the black eyes, dumbassery and the rambling about one's interest when she first appeared... for the anime at least teehee

Tsurara? Willing to die for loved ones

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

They make Rikuo gorgeous in fanarts and fanfics

They capture Tsurara's cuteness

...There needs to be more Yura content

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Nothing really, Sanmoto Gorozaemon and Minagoroshi Jizo are rarely seen

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

YEAH !! We can chill and stuff

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

Mm... yeah, it would be fun now that i think of it :]

11. Would you date this character?

Nah, i'm not interested

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Little Tsurara used to make snowflakes to make Little Rikuo happy whenever he was crying

Rikuo wears eye contacts in his Night form, since he's nearsighted so when Gyuuki and Tengu trained him after he just woke up, he was having difficulty seeing whats happening in front of him

Yura likes comedy! She also reads manga on her freetime

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

Yura would use >:0 >:( ???

Tsurara would use (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠) (⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠) <3

Night Rikuo would use 💀😼 Day Rikuo would use ^_^ :)

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

GIVE KIYOTSUGU MORE SCREENTIME !! MAKE HIM AND RIKUO MORE CLOSE !!

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

Haven't wrote Tsurara and Yura

Currently writing Rikuo and i love incorporating the differences between his day and night form !! I don't like having to choose fancy words for him to use :|

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

Well, i love seeing them being traumatized and going through the horrors, teehee :3

It kinda feels weird whenever Night and Day Rikuo acts the same like if its an au then yeah, i understand but if its canon then.. eh

23. Favorite picture of this character?

Bonus nurarihyon and rihan

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

Rikuo reminds me of Moon Knight, due to the moon theming and plurality and-

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

First impression of Rikuo: Scrunkly, sassy bitch

Now: Scrunkly, sassy bitch(desperate)

First impression of Yura:Hmm, she looks kinda plain

Now:I love her omg

First impression of Tsurara: She's so cute !!

Now: Cute and cool !!

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

hey there! my name is nura from canada and im very happy to have come across your blog! i used to casually watch ipkknd with my mom when it first aired more than 10 yrs ago but i didn't remember anything besides the leads so now im watching it all over again and im HOOKED. im glad that there is a fandom for the show, i would've hated feeling so alone in my love for this show.

i was going thru your posts and i noticed in one recent ask you had answered smth along the lines of the general disinterest of the cast for the show and i think their unwillingness to do anything more with the show. can you pls elaborate a little on this as i have no idea what this show was like behind the scenes. i apologize in advance in case i am misinterpreting your answer!

thank you and i can't wait to dive deeper into your blog and possibly bug you even more as i continue my rewatch 💙💙

- nura

Hello fellow Canadian :)

I am so glad you're enjoying watching IPKKND!!! Fandom makes things memorable for everyone :) I've met some of my closest friends due to this show and it's so exciting to chat up about everything you liked about it!!!

Oh don't worry, the cast is actually the best friends off screen. Barun (Arnav), Sanaya (Khushi) and I think Akshay (Akash) even live in the same building! And they all (which includes Daljeet [Anjali], Abhaas [Shyam] and the writer Gautam) often keep hanging out with each other and going on trips together!

The show was also amazing off screen, you'd roll off your bed laughing at their chaotic behind the screen interviews.

Interviewer asks about why Khushi wants to leave post Arnav telling her she's the biggest mistake of his life scene:

Sanaya: Oh nothing, you see my husband has some gas issues.

Barun (yawning and laughing): Haan I have gas.

Sanaya: Exactly, so I need to take a break from this.

LOL.

But yeah Barun himself quit the show (thank God) because he (accurately) didn't see where the show was going and why he needed to be a part of it. Also the cast in general, especially the leads aren't invested in simply seeing IPK again on screen. Which, understandable. A lot of writing and effort went into making IPK in the first place - to simply see it again as a cash grab (which they did with Ek Jashn) doesn't seem like reason enough. Also Sanaya and Barun have made it very very clear that they really aren't into daily soaps and would much prefer to be in limited series and they're both beyond what IPK is.

Barun has consciously chosen characters that are non romantic in nature to shed off the 'romance' projects. Which is a bit of a shame because few people sell romance the way he does! Sanaya is chilling. Lol she always is.

It's nothing bad, it's just that naturally they're probably not as attached to the show as much as the fans are because tbh, how famous or a classic IPK is was understood some time after the show ended as opposed to when it ran.

It's not like they don't like the show - of course they do granted that it put a few of them on the map, it was a different show and they found great friends out of it - but there actually doesn't seem to be any active engagement regarding the show.

Some examples of when you can see the cast being devoted to their shows like their fans would include the cast of Sarabhai V/S Sarabhai (there was a cute insta reel a few months ago of all of them singing the title song of the show) or Arjun Bijlani from Miley Jab Hum Tum - dude genuinely loves his show so much that when he's clean shaven he posts on Insta that it's #Mayank (which was his character's name).

And it's not a bad thing, it's just that the actors aren't invested in the show they did ten years ago - which happens. In several interviews Barun has little comments on Arnav, he has more of a critical analysis why IPK was different and the writing of the show (he's more inclined to writing in general). And Sanaya also has very little to say about Khushi apart from it being similar to her so she had fun playing it. I think in the recent most interviews where they had questions regarding 'what would their character do' currently or were asked to behave like their characters - they were both a little lost on what to do and had nothing apart from a few funny comments.

Which, again, isn't a bad thing at all.

In fact it probably tells what a big role the writer and director play in fleshing out these characters! Gautam Hegde (the writer) still waxes some of the most beautiful lines about IPKKND.

And if anything the Rewind showed that Barun gets ASR only if there's a purpose to it. And Sanaya can switch into Khushi when she's performing somewhere.

It can feel a bit bittersweet for a fan because a show means so much for a viewing experience. So I won't say that the cast is 'unwilling' - I'd say they're reluctant.

And that's different.

I don't think Barun and Sanaya would ever reprise Arnav and Khushi beyond an hour of shooting if there wasn't anything meaningful to it.

So keeping all this in mind I'm very happy not seeing IPK on screen because current Indian television landscape is terrible and if there's no actual purpose to bringing IPK on screen then what?

It'll just be a Season 3 of Kuch Rang Pyaar Ke Rise Bhi or Season 2 of Pratigya!

And canonically Arnav and Khushi got their happily ever after and I'd love it to remain that way.

Lol this was a long answer!!!

Much love Nura,

Jalebi

[timetraveltodystopia]

i can relate with having to finish some work, i have to finish this imedia course work before the 29th of april and i'm pretty much behind on work :') ALSO PLS DO TELL ME when you get your grade cuz i genuinely wanna know how it went !

i wish i could show you my art but my phone is currently broken so i cant take pictures 😭i only started doing water colouring like three/four days ago bc my brother bought paint for a project of his. i quickly realised it was harder than i thought bc i tried painting a small figure of a girl and it went ... well it wasnt that bad. BUT i drew a flower that came out VERY NICE and two days ago i drew this oc and used the colours and it was so pretty !! ( i'm more of a paper drawer instead of on any applications, though i started off practicing on ibis paint lol, im not sure if i have set art style but i like to draw anime like??)

PLEASE do take a break if needed !! don't feel like you owe anyone any readings since this is also supposed to be fun for you! whats the point if you dont enjoy what you're doing ??

- nura !!

Nura I will tell you. Please when you can, show me your flower (no way you like and draw anime too?!)

Thank you so much nura 😭😭😭

Do you like imedia? Don't waste time and don't procrastinate plsss

[nabooro]

The Tale of King Dod Veruna and Enshadu

The full moon celebrations in Ojian were different to the ones in Theed. Dn. Sabrun told them all to hold hands in at least pairs and make sure nobody got lost as she led them through crowded streets filled with stalls of rice cakes and sweet breads dipped in thick syrups and large flat breads filled with meat that made her stomach growl just to hear it sizzle on its pans. Dn. Sabrun had promised them a good meal, though, and that where they were going was better than any of these distractions, so Padmé held onto Nura's hand and kept to the group, tugging Nura back whenever she started to get distracted.

Their teacher led them to the very coast, where a small crowd had gathered on a makeshift theatre, temporary seats and lights arranged, and even some tables in the back. Padmé followed her friends to their seats and sat with them, just close enough to Dn. Sabrun that she might hear anything she told them.

"Have any of you seen a theatre performance before?" Dn. Sabrun asked, as the performers began to set up. All of them were masked, some in plain enshué of tasse or synthsteel, the most of them white. Padmé wondered idly what the play was about.

One of the girls in the class raised her hand, though in the dim light Padmé couldn't see who. Dn. Sabrun said, "Have you seen the tale of King Dod Veruna and the Dark Lady?"

The girl hesitated. "No, but I saw Shiraya's Last Days."

Someone else said, "I've seen the holo!"

Several others chimed in, though Padmé did not. She hadn't seen the play before, but she didn't want to say it, not when many of the others had. Though she wasn't alone; several others were only looking among themselves.

Padmé knew the story, of course, or some of them, but if it was her choice, she liked watching Zenda—her mother said that was natural, because Zenda had the best adventures—and if it was her mother's choice, she would always watch Shiraya's stories. And if it was Sola's, it was cartoons. Enshadu had not featured much in their watching.

"This story is best watched," Dn. Sabrun said. "So pay attention, now."

Padmé adjusted in her seat and turned her attention to the beach, where the holo of a palace had been set up, and a performer in a King Dod Veruna enshué and a kua so long it dragged behind him stood, hands crossed behind his back.

In the background, one of the musicians began a low, haunting melody.

The séame began, "Ri cu nanké soc Veshinc, co fuâd re ké tugoné."

——————

Behind her, Anakin said, "Padmé."

Padmé looked up, and Anakin laughed. "What?" she asked, frowning.

"As much as I'd like to, I won't understand much of the holo if it's in Naboo."

Padmé sighed. She hadn't even realised the holovid, so familiar to her, would be basically gibberish to Anakin. "You could learn faster," she suggested, and Anakin laughed again.

"I will, I promise," he said, his eyes flashing to her stomach—still relatively flat, but Padmé knew that would probably not last. So he had noticed her murmuring to herself—well, to their child—in Nabooro. Nothing important, but it felt right, even here on Coruscant. Anakin had been meaning to learn Nabooro for the last three years, but it was only after she told him she was pregnant that his attempts had really gained any meaning. Until then, it had been only "I love you," and "dearest," and the few words she had taught him, all along similar lines. "But can we watch it in Basic now?"

"If you insist," Padmé said, teasing, and Anakin smiled, tucking his nose into her neck as she rewound the 'vid and changed the language settings to Basic.

The séame began once more. "Once upon a time," he said. Padmé repressed the wish to roll her eyes. The voice of the narrator in Basic was somebody with a deep and dignified voice and a Coruscant accent that reminded her a little bit of Master Kenobi. Anakin seemed to hear the resemblance, too, because he pressed a smile into her skin. "There was a just and fair King."

——————

The king's castle sat atop the moon, whence he watched all that happened in the Kingdom. This king was true and generous, brave and kind… but he had one flaw, and that was his pride.

One night, as the moon rose in the sky, the King's eyes fell for the first time on a part of his land where his light did not reach. Where all of his land seemed to shine back at him, this place sat dark and mysterious. Curious about this place, the King put away his royal cloak and his crown of silver, and wore simple clothing to descend to his kingdom, so he may have truthful answers. There, he asked in the surrounding villages about this strange, dark part of his world.

"That is the home of the Dark Lady," he was told. "She protects us from the creatures of the Deep, whom even the moon's light cannot protect us from."

This angered the King, whose pride in his light and his ability to protect every corner of his kingdom had sometime turned into arrogance. At once he took to the home of this Dark Lady… and found that the Dark Lady was only a woman, and nothing more. What could a simple woman do that his light, the light of the moon itself, was not capable of?

He asked her so.

The Dark Lady said, "The light of the moon cannot touch the Deep, and in truth never should."

——————

The performer that played Enshadu had not donned the traditional enshué, but a deep black one with a single tear limned in silver. Padmé watched as King Dod Veruna and Enshadu began a battle with their staffs, their long sleeves and cloaks fluttering around them as they did. It was beautiful—the moon caught upon the silver-threaded embroidery on their clothing and turned them almost into holos of themselves.

"Who do you think will win?" Dn. Sabrun asked.

"They can't fight," Suvane said, sounding shocked. "King Dod Veruna and Enshadu love each other!"

Padmé frowned. That was true, and she knew that, but the sight of their battle had made her think that this was a different tale, or an older one.

"They will," Dn. Sabrun said.

Nura seemed to be in agreement with Padmé. "How?" she asked, pouting. "They're fighting."

Dn. Sabrun seemed amused. "Are they fighting?" she asked. "Or are they dancing?"

——————

The King, angered, said, "There is no place in my kingdom that my light cannot touch." And revealing himself as the King who lived upon the Moon, he ordered every lantern upon the moon lit, until each river in his kingdom shone back the veins of his land. His servants hurried to obey, but the King found the Dark Lady's home unchanged, still under shadow.

"Even now," the Dark Lady said, "the moon's light does not touch the Deep."

Growing angrier still, the King now had great mirrors built, and turned them thus that his own light may shine even brighter, until every lake in his kingdom became a mirror in itself and turned his own light back to him.

"Even now," the Dark Lady said, saddened, "the moon's light does not touch the Deep."

Finally, unable to relinquish his pride and furious to have twice failed, the King summoned the light of the sun to himself, and shone bright enough to illuminate all in the world, even the very shadows themselves. And as the light of the moon finally touched the Deep, all its creatures came forth, great beasts with teeth sharp as knives and mouths as wide as caverns. For these were creatures that had once been kept at bay by the Dark Lady's power, and upon seeing the brightness now they emerged.

"What have you done, King?" the Dark Lady asked, mournful, at the sight of these beasts, who began to crawl over the land, destroying villages and harvests, cities and forests, with no impunity.

Realising his error, the King pulled away his light. First, the King returned the Sun's light, which had never been his to keep. And still the creatures of the Deep crawled over the land, until his kingdom's towns and cities began to crumble.

Then, he dimmed his lanterns, and still the creatures of the Deep ravaged his kingdom, until the people of his land had to lift their own weapons, afraid that their King could not protect them against these beasts.

Finally, he shattered his great mirrors and spread them through the skies, each piece too small to reflect more than a point of light… and even then, emboldened now, the light of the moon was sufficient for these creatures, who did not cease their horrors.

"What have I done?" the King asked, as the people of his kingdom died before him.

——————

Anakin looked mildly horrified as the exaggerated bodré continued their destruction of cities that deeply resembled Moenia and Theed, though of course they wouldn't have. "Padmé," he said, slowly, "this is a story you tell children?"

Padmé raised her chin in the air. "It was my favourite when I was young," she said. On the holo, something exploded. "Children love explosions."

Anakin snorted. "I… you're not wrong," he murmured. "Ahsoka's been telling me some of the popular stories in the creche, ones I never really heard. They're violent." He huffed, a noise of quick amusement. "But the Jedi wouldn't like all this talk of Light and Dark. Definitely not when the Light unleashes, ah, all these beasts."

Padmé shifted in his arms. "This isn't about the Force, though I can see the similarity. It's the moon's light. King Dod Veruna illuminates… the injustices and horrors people believe they can hide under the cover of the dark."

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "Why do I get the feeling you don't like the Dark Lady very much?"

Padmé paused, surprised. "They're not opposites, you know," she said. "If you follow the metaphor, it may look like Enshadu is just espousing ignorance, but that isn't it at all. She's the protector of the damned and the outcasts. She protects her bodré just as much as she protects the people in those villages. This holo is… simplifying it a little."

"Monsters need protection, too?"

Padmé raised an eyebrow. "Is it better to pretend they don't exist than to offer them… aid, if they're willing to accept it? Enshadu's presence is a reminder." She looked over at the holo, paused upon a still of Enshadu watching the destruction. The holo had her in tears, but Padmé remembered her own preferred version: a play she had watched recently, in which Enshadu wept not for the villagers, but for the creatures that did not know what to do with so much light.

"An unwelcome one, for most," Anakin murmured, as she continued the 'vid and King Dod Veruna's devastated features rose.

Padmé eyed him thoughtfully. "They're lovers, you know," she said. "King Dod Veruna and Enshadu. And protectors of lovers, together. Our own ceremony invoked them… heavily."

Anakin opened his mouth, then closed his mouth. "Play the 'vid," he muttered, and Padmé laughed.

——————

"Only the darkness is protection from the creatures of the Deep," the Dark Lady said. "Would that you had understood this, King."

"I bow to your wisdom," the King said. "Please teach me what it is I may do to end this senseless violence." And seeing that his humility was true, the Dark Lady pulled him into her embrace. As she did so, the black of her long neem wrapped around him, head to toe, and finally the moon, too, was hidden entirely.

As the light disappeared, the creatures of the Deep, blind once more, began to stumble back into their depths, and the villages of the kingdom were safe once more, though not unchanged from this time.

The King was moved and humbled by this act, and for the first time he gained an appreciation for the dark, which he realised was as much a part of his kingdom as his own light. He thanked the Dark Lady, but as he did, he saw that she could not see. "My eyes were not made for such light," she said, sorrow in her voice. "Having once seen it has changed me. I cannot see in my own dark. How, now, will I protect our people?"

And so, the King once more lit his lanterns, but wary of his past mistakes, he lit only those that would shine upon the surface of her home, and allow her to see.

And even to this day, you may find the moon shining upon the waters of the home of his beloved Dark Lady.

——————

Before them, King Dod Veruna unmasked Enshadu, and pulled her to him for a kiss, tying off a new enshué behind her head before they separated. This mask was the one Padmé knew—deep black, with a streak of silver down the forehead, over the nose, and past the lips: the streak moonlight left on the Dark Lady.

"Any questions?" Dn. Sabrun asked.

There were lots. "Why did he help her?" "Why did she help him?" "Why wasn't Zenda there?" "Why doesn't he wear his neem?"

"What does it mean?" Padmé asked Dn. Sabrun, as the performers parted to to mark just where the moon—not Veruna, but Ohma D'un—cast a bright halo across the lake, rippling out almost to the beach itself.

Dn. Sabrun said, "It means different things to different people," she said, patient. "What do you think it means?"

Padmé stopped. "What does it mean to you?" she asked.

Dn. Sabrun said, "To me, it means we all have much to learn, from the oldest and wisest of us to the youngest. And that we must help each other learn, whenever we can."

——————

"What does it mean?"

Padmé looked over her shoulder. "What did it mean to you?" she asked.

Anakin shrugged, but he looked thoughtful. "There's more than one way to skin a womp rat?"

Padmé grinned, carding her fingers through his hair. "You're not wrong. I've always seen it as a story of… ignorance, and its cost. Where even good intentions can fail." She paused, and rolled over to face Anakin. "And I've always found the lovers very romantic."

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "What's romantic about that? I assume the light and dark thing means they never meet again?"

Padmé shrugged. "That can be romantic! It's the sacrifice, I think: he gives her a little bit of his light just so she can see, and doesn't see her again so she can… be who she is without suffering. Do what she's meant to do, even if that means sacrificing his pride."

"He doesn't seem to have much to offer, considering he's the one who blinded her in the first place."

Padmé stroked her fingers across his forehead. "This is a kid's holo, but… there's this poem, Cu Saétâto so Enshadu, where Enshadu talks about how nothing she's ever seen before and nothing she'll ever see again will compare to the singular moment in which she was surrounded by King Dod Veruna's light. It's an erotic poem," she added, and Anakin's attention shifted.

"Is it? Tell me more about this… erotic poem."

——————

"What do you think it meant?"

Leia frowned. "Well, from one point of view, the King was responsible for all of the destruction himself. So perhaps it's about… ignorance and its consequences." She snorted. "Or it's a commentary on the carelessness and arrogance of royalty."

"You're royalty," Luke said.

Leia shrugged. "Self-awareness is a useful quality."

Luke shook his head. "I thought it was about forgiveness. The King was responsible, but—what happened wasn't what he intended."

"That doesn't change everything that was lost," Leia said. Luke nodded.

"I know. But if the Dark Lady hadn't forgiven him, it would never have ended." Leia gave him a wry look, like she knew what he was doing. Luke could feel his shoulders slowly rising to his ears, and he sat up straight again. "What are you giving me that look for? I haven't seen this before any more than you have."

Leia shook her head, but she was smiling. "I want to look into the Dark Lady more. All this beasts from the Deep and Dark nonsense just sounds like Imperial propaganda—how old is this 'vid, anyway?"

Luke checked. "Just a few years, but I don't think the story can be that different from the traditional ones." He clicked through a few articles, then slowed. "They're lovers, traditionally," he said. "The King and the Dark Lady. Enshadu." The name was strange in his mouth, unfamiliar. He imagined what it might sound like with practice, and said it again. "Enshadu."

"I wouldn't have guessed that from this."

Luke nodded. "I'd like to hear the real story, though. If they're lovers, then really, isn't this a story of everyone trying to protect the ones they love? Even if it doesn't always go well."

Leia's expression softened. "I suppose so. If you ever find a better 'vid, one that doesn't look like it was made to pander to Palpatine… well, you know where to find me."

Luke grinned. "I'll find something. Stories like this—they're always being told."

[maleyanderecafe]

i think best way to describe my deepest secret is it does have a yandere - just not a yandere male LOL. i liked the twist but it was a bummer. tbh if the author does make another comic with a real yandere guy i'd follow it

This ask made me read all 91 chapters of My Deepest Secret, which is much better than I thought it was. Still though, it is a shame that Elios wasn't the yandere all along. I'll be sharing my thoughts on the webtoon though keep in mind I this is partially from a person who knows vaguely what happens.

Out of all the characters, I think my favorite ones are Yohan, Nura and Hana. Yohan is not only extremely funny but very smart and he has a good character development and motive for the things that he does (except for near the end), plus the fact that he is often the one that drives the story most of the time. Nura is a fiery girl that is a great friend with Emma and helps stand up for her when she needs to (like when she helped her with the harassment case) as well as just being pretty funny. Hana, though shown as an aloof and cold person, but turns out to be someone who will stand up for those and her friends.

Despite the fact that I knew Elios was not the yandere, I was actually surprised at the twist that Emma was the yandere all along, though the author actually did foreshadow this now that I think about it. In any instance, Elios is never actually seen by anyone other than Emma (even when Nura came over while Emma was sick, Elios was "hidden") and nobody ever mentions him except when Emma tells them about him. In addition, Elios is far too perfect, even with his "murders" and he doesn't really have much of a personality, as well as the fact that he barely has any real reactions with Emma that displays as romantic (he blushes a couple of times, but that's it), which just made me more suspicious of him regardless. Emma is incredibly whipped for Elios, which would make sense considering they're dating, but in most cases was just a one-sided love, which knowing that Elios isn't actually a yandere also makes her really suspicious. Still, I was really surprised that Emma was the one who committed most of those crimes, though I can understand it as a sort of "revenge" against those who wronged her.

The artwork and paneling for My Deepest Secret are pretty good (the only qualm I really have is how bright Emma and all the blonde-haired characters are) and I have to praise the series for its good pacing and unreliable narrator. I also like how the characters are much smarter than they appear and they use logic to make the best of any situation (like recording messages and Emma literally fighting back which was nice) which is something that I often don't see in these kinds of series considering the main character in yandere based media is usually... well, stupid.

The biggest qualm about the story is obviously that the writer decided that Emma would be the yandere instead of Elios. Obviously, because I'm a male yandere-based blog, I would want to see more male yandere, but the writer kinda just decided that they would turn that on its head. I suppose in terms of the story it is not bad- I still think having a yandere story with an unreliable narrator is a very interesting take- but it does kind of suck because it essentially means that Emma was trying to manipulate herself and whatnot. The other thing I'm not happy about is near the end when Yohan tries to escape with Emma. Yohan explains that his actions are selfish so this shouldn't be a surprise, but to be honest, I felt like even that explanation doesn't make sense. It's true that Yohan used unorthodox methods of trying to figure out what happened with Emma, but to take a murderer who is not only stronger than him but is also unstable with him to escape also literally doesn't make any sense. Perhaps Yohan was trying to prevent Emma from killing herself, but I feel like this is probably one of the most dangerous ways to do it and for sure not the smartest way. The change was really sudden and I still don't really get Yohan's reasoning, which is a shame because he seemed to be the most level-headed out of all the characters (except for maybe Hana). The last thing, which is more of a nitpick, is how strong Emma is. Don't get me wrong, I really do like physically strong women in stories, but how she got her strength is still very confusing to me. Supposedly she took self-defense classes at some point, but this doesn't really explain why she was able to assault at least two guys and kill two people. She's able to overturn Yohan as well, but honestly, she doesn't really seem all that physically fit, even in terms of muscle. Even when she was younger, she was able to kick her father hard enough to make him stagger backward, which, at least in my experience of being a noodled armed girl, is not an easy feat. I assume it is because of her genetics, possibly from her father or mother, but there's no reason for Emma to be this strong because even for self-defense, the idea is turning the opponent's strength against you, not necessarily overpower them (something that is described in Yohan's training). I would usually be able to suspend my disbelief, but considering that most of the story is pretty down-to-earth, it still confuses me.

Anyways, these are just my general thoughts. It's possible that Yohan might become a yandere as well given his current actions, but that's only if he survives the current chapter.

[owl-with-a-pen]

Hello, person who never read the comics here ✋. Are nura and Brainy related? I know nia is her like great great great great grandmother but what is Brainy to her? Best friend? Mentor? What-? Pardon my confusion but nura is quite popular in the fandom right now and I feel like I know close to nothing about her lmao

I’ll be honest, I’m probably not the best person to come to when it gets down to comic book canon. I’ve done my fair share of wiki reading and jumped in and out of different comic book issues, but I am by no means an expert. 

From what I gather, Brainy and Nura’s relationship changes depending on the issue/era/writer. Comic books are messy and story arcs change all the time, sometimes the whole story gets re-booted, and Legion of Superheroes has had it’s fair share of reboots!

In one of the issues/eras, Brainy and Nura are in a romantic relationship. I wouldn’t particularly call it a healthy relationship because that whole story arc is wild from start to finish. Nura dies at one point and Brainy steals her body to try and revive her because he can’t bear to lose her. Her people actually contact the Legion over the missing body which leads to one of my favourite panels in any LOSH comic I’ve read so far:

As I say, I’ve not read all the issues and of the other arcs I’ve read, I honestly haven’t seen enough interaction between the characters to know what their relationship is for sure. I’d settle that they are usually written as friends, sometimes lovers, depending on who’s doing the writing. I know that Nura is incredibly intelligent and would therefore probably make a great lab partner, much like Lena and Brainy’s relationship (although I like to think Nura is probably a higher level intelligence than human standards). 

It’s never been made clear what Brainy’s relationship to Nura was in the show itself, although I would like to believe they were likely close friends. I personally  wouldn’t write them romantically from show-canon alone because that feels... kinda weird 😅 but I can confirm that in the comics, it was certainly canon at some point! 

(if anyone wants to add to this feel free, like I said, I’m not the expert and I may have gotten things wrong. I almost most certainly have.)

[korra-the-red-lion]

Unnatural Affairs. Chapter 2: Let the Good Times Roll.

When I woke up the next morning, my eyes were achy and itchy. Falling asleep after spending most of the evening crying might have had something to do with that. I groaned as I reached for my glasses, deciding that I definitely needed a shower. I grabbed my soaps, shampoo and conditioner, flip flops, towels, and headed towards the communal shower area.

Luckily for me, there was no one here when I got there. I turned on the water, letting it heat up as I set up my things. I pulled the curtain across and got to washing all the eye boogies off my face. The warmth of the shower was very much needed as it ran down my body. I started feeling more like myself again as I scrubbed all the night grime off. I spent a few extra minutes, just enjoying the feeling of the warm water against my skin. If I closed my eyes, I could convince my mind that I felt great about this whole thing.

Then my stomach rumbled. I realized that I really didn’t have much of an appetite after my chat with dad and emotional break down with mom. I hadn’t eaten much of anything since lunchtime yesterday. The allure of food was more than enough to convince me to leave the comfort of the shower. I quickly wrapped a towel around both my body and hair. I gathered everything up and shuffled out of there. I peeked my head around the corner, feeling self-conscious of the fact that I had to go back to my room practically naked. I dashed back to my room and closed the door as quickly and quietly as possible. Sarah was still sleeping, thank God.

I got dressed and towel dried my hair the best I could. I didn’t bother with anything fancy today, since I was going to be spending most of my day standing in line to get my textbooks. I wasn’t going to wait around and end up spending hours of my school time there, so I planned to do it today.

I checked myself in the mirror before leaving. Just plain black leggings and a over large t-shirt that read ‘how-to pick-up chicks’ with a picture of a stick figure picking up a baby chicken. I adjusted my glasses to make sure they were straight, and I tossed my hair over to one side, trying to give it some style. I said I wasn’t going to be fancy, but I’m also not going to go out looking like I woke up from a rager.

I grabbed my purse, student card and my phone, and left the room. The sun was shining brightly overhead once I got outside, trying to squeeze out those last few days of summer. It felt good on my skin, and I thought about maybe eating outside. That would be nice.

Yawning as I made my way to the meal hall, my thoughts of my new classes and the new people I would meet wormed its way into my head. I knew I would do well in most of my classes, except for maybe some of the science ones. The issue was making friends. It’s not like I had hard a terrible time making them or anything, but my disposition ended up pushing away a lot of people. Then of course, the conversation I had with my dad popped up like an unwanted house guest. Dammit, he really knew how to get in my head.

I was practically storming as I walked into the meal hall. It was actually nicer than I thought it would be. There was quite bit of space, with nice large tables. It was also clean, which was a huge plus. Of course, move in day was literally yesterday. Maybe give it a week or so, and it would change. I walked down the stairs, letting the smell of food knock me out of my foul mood.

I loaded my plate up with hash browns, two fried eggs, bacon, and toast. I was starving and couldn’t wait to eat. I was about to head outside when I saw familiar strawberry blonde hair and I found myself walking towards it.

Shyly I approached the table where Lyn sat by herself. She was nearly dozing off in her seat, her plate empty in front of her. I tapped her shoulder, causing her to jolt awake.

“Wha’?” she blinked a few times and looked over her shoulder, smiling when she saw me. “Oh, hey Ally, wassup?”

“I was hoping I could sit with you?”

“Be my guest,” she said with a yawn. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun today, instead of that tight ponytail she had yesterday, and she wasn’t wearing the paint either, revealing all her freckles that were splashed across her nose and cheeks, like I suspected.

“How’d you sleep on your first night? Any crazy parties for you, or was the noise enough?”

I shook my head. “I’m not really a party girl, honestly. And I mean, the noise was definitely something I need to get used to. But my roommate seems really cool and at least that’s something. I was worried I was going to have a horrible roommate, like some of the horror stories I read about.”

Lyn cupped her chin and was leaning against the table as she listened to me. I wonder if anyone ever told her she had an intense stare. Even in her sleepy state, I know her focus was entirely on me as I spoke. It wasn’t uncomfortable or anything like that, more like an observation. She smirked into her hand and said, “I had one of those in first year.”

“What? Really?”

She nodded, still not taking her eyes off me. “Oh, hell yeah. She was so strange. She ironed all her shit in the room, told me I wasn’t allowed to cross the line she taped to the floor unless it was a necessity, and legit told me that I couldn’t listen to my music too loudly with my headphones in. Like, this girl was on something, I swear. Eventually, I broke down and requested to be switched out. Thank God, they moved her into a single dorm, and I got to stay. That’s when Nura moved in, and she’s awesome. We get along like PB and J, you know? I’m rarely in there anyhow, with practice and work, but still. Gotta feel welcome in your own home, you know?”

She ends with that a lot, I noted. It was endearing. I nodded in agreement. “I get that. Sometimes it was hard to um…go home after school. I don’t always get along with my dad, so it was awkward to go home.”

Lyn winced. “Shit, sorry. That’s crappy, not feeling like home is a safe place.” She sat up and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling. “Dammit, Hart, you ruined the mood.”

“No, no! You didn’t do that at all,” I said quickly. “I was the one who brought it up in the first place!”

“I was the one who was all like ‘feel welcome in your home’,” she groaned. “Listen, I’ll make it up to you, yeah? You can ask me one thing, anything you want.”

“That seems really extreme…”

She shrugged. “I’m pretty much an open book.”

I bit my lip in thought, not really sure what to ask her. I didn’t know her all that well, but the offer to get to know her better was intriguing. Still, nothing really came to mind, and I ended up shaking my head. “Can I cash it in later?”

Lyn laughed, “Sure thing, Ally.”

We ended up talking for awhile longer about general things, like what majors we were taking and our favourite bands. Just simple stuff. Talking to Lyn was really easy. She laughed for no reason and had an infectious smile. When she was excited about something, she ended up bouncing her leg under the table. I’m not sure what it was about her that calmed me down, honestly. But she did. Maybe it truly was just her easy-going nature, but she seemed like a genuine person. Eventually, I had to get going to grab my books, much to my disappointment. I knew that once school started for real, I wasn’t going to be able to hang around her as much. It sounded like she had a lot more on her plate than I did.

As we both stood, I worked up the courage to ask for her number. That way, I could at least keep in touch with her by text. When I did, her eyes narrowed as a smirk appeared on her face.

“Sure, totally, Ally,” she took my phone from me, her fingers brushing against my hand as she did. “I don’t usually give my number out to anyone, but I will for you, since you’re cute and all,” she handed my phone back with her smirk still firmly in place.

Damn, that something I wasn’t expecting. I know I was blushing, but I tried to play it cool. I got the feeling yesterday that Lyn was a flirty kind of person, but I’m not entirely sure what her whole situation is.

“Thanks. I just know once school starts, we’ll both be pretty busy,” I said, looking away. Yeah, play it cool.

“Totally, just playing, you know?”

“Ha, totally.”

She pulled out her own phone and checked the time. “Yikes, gotta head out for real, though. Let’s try and hang before classes start, yeah? I’ll see you around, Ally!” With that, she left. But not before giving me her signature wink on the way out.

I tried to stop myself from smiling, but it was so hard. She really did have an infectious nature to her.

XXX

As I had hoped, there weren’t that many people at the bookstore. The line was a little long, but not so crazy that I would regret my choice in footwear. The bookstore itself was small, with not a lot of room to navigate. The lady behind the counter seemingly was 100 years old and was certainly moving like one. The only reason why this was taking a long time was literally because of her.

I tapped my foot along to the song I was listening to. I have to say, while I don’t love the lyrics, drivers license was a pretty catchy song. I missed the days of women writing songs telling men who did wrong by them to eff off. There was something cathartic about it all. Still, can’t deny a good song when I heard it. I was pretty content to stand there idly until someone tapped my shoulder.

I looked over, but there was no one there. Maybe the guy behind just hit me by accident? Shaking my head, I went back listening to the music when I felt the tap again. Again, there was no one there. Slowly, I take one earphone out and can hear the sounds of someone whispering around me. My eyes widened in understanding horror of what was happening.

There’s a freaking ghost trying to get my attention.

Inwardly I groaned, but I kept a neutral face on the outside. Well, except for the frantic look around I did with my eyes. There, in the corner. I turned slowly, trying not to draw too much attention to me as I did.

There is a ghost, looking no older than me, with some fancy hair cut and a nice suit on. He’s got a wicked grin on his face as we made eye contact. He floated over to stand directly in front of me.

“So, you can see me after all,” he said. All ghosts have this tinny tone to their voice, as if they’re talking through a bad phone call or something.

I nodded slowly but don’t dare say a word. There are way too many people around right now.

He tilted his head in a mostly human way, until it creeps a little bit past his shoulder, like his neck was broken. “Can’t you speak? You’re not one of those mutes, are you? Not that that’s an issue, but I was hoping to get someone who could share my story.”

Sighing through my nose, I pulled out my phone and typed out a message. I can talk, just not here. Too many people. Can it wait?

The ghost squinted at the screen, clearly able to read what I wrote. He frowned as we make eye contact again.

Oh Christ. I didn’t like the look in his eyes. He looked like he didn’t agree with me one bit. Some ghosts understood that most people can’t see them and that it makes a person look insane if they just start talking to thin air, while others just didn’t care. I had a bad feeling that this one fell in the second category.

He reached over, his hand going through my face. I felt the cold sliminess as he pulled his hand back through, and it takes my entire will power to not shudder or vomit on the spot. I really hated when they did that.

I wasn’t sure if it was normal for them to be able to touch people. I honestly never looked into too deeply, as it was best to avoid talking about it at all. But not for the first time do I regret that decision from 14-year-old me. I should have just used public library sources and at least had a better understanding of these things. But nope, I didn’t want to do anything out of the ordinary. Stupid.

“Human, all I want is for someone to listen to me and tell them what happened,” he said snootily. He reminded me of some popular guy who was used to people doing what he wanted on the drop of a hat.

I shuffled forward in the line a little. There were only three people ahead of me. I turned my head slightly, pulling my earphones up, hoping to God it looked like I was talking into the mic. “Listen, buddy. I am very happy to listen to you, but after I get out of here!” I hissed as quietly as possible.

Now he looked pissed off. Once again, he reached for me, as if that would make a difference. Except this time, it does. I can’t help but violently shudder as I stumbled back, reeling from the sudden shock of falling to my death. I don’t know if it was murder or suicide, but regardless, I feel the impact as my body hits the ground. My books tumbled out of my arms as I began to hyperventilate.

Oh my God, breathe Ally, BREATHE!

How could I breathe when I feel my neck snapping, but I don’t die right away? How can I breathe when I feel my skull leaking my brains all over the pavement? My vision is getting narrow as I trembled on the floor.

Okayyoujustneedtotakeadeepbreathlikemomtaughtyouinandoutinandoutcountto7holdfor7right?

My thoughts were racing and jumbled, my breathing definitely not slowing down in the slightest. We make eye contact one last time, me and the stupid selfish ghost. He was looking down at me with absolutely no pity or guilt at all. The look he was giving me suggested that if I had just done what he wanted, everything would have been fine.

I closed my eyes and forced myself to take a deep breath, but it didn’t work. I was still hyperventilating, my vision getting spotty. There is someone next to me, maybe another student. Quite frankly, I don’t really know much at this point. I felt someone, someone alive that is, take my hand and help me towards the door.

Yup, this is exactly how I expected my trip to the bookstore to be.

XXX

I woke up in my own bed, my mouth dry. I remember going outside and telling them to give me my purse. I took my Ativan and got back to my residence with the help of someone. I seriously can’t tell you who. Judging from how dark it was, it must be nighttime. Groggily, I sat up and reached for my glass of water instinctively. Except, it’s not there. Because I’m in a dorm, not my house. So, there is no night table with my water. I forced myself to get up and head towards the bathroom.

I washed my face and mouth, taking sips of water as I do. When I looked into the mirror, all I saw was my own pathetically pale face staring back at me. Day 2 and already I failed dad. Goddammit, the school might call my parents to tell them I had a panic attack at the bookstore. How humiliating. Not even a day away from home and I fall apart.

I can’t stop the tears as they fall down my face. I feel like garbage and I know I look like it too. I break down, using the sink as support. I feel like such an idiot. My mom wanted me to take a year off, maybe do some traveling. She probably knew that the stress of being away from home wasn’t going to be great for my stupid anxiety. As the sobs rack my body, someone’s timid knock draws my attention.

Sarah pokes her head into the bathroom, a look of worry on her face. She walked right in and pulled me away from the sink, embracing me.

“I’m here for you, Ally.” That’s all she said, but it strikes me deeply. This girl barely knows me but is here in this stupid bathroom, holding me tightly. Goddamn, how were some people just that good?

So there we stood, in the bathroom. She just held on to me, whispering into my ear and rubbing my back. I couldn’t say or do anything, so I just rested my head on her shoulder until I finally felt okay enough to head back to our room together.

XXX

As expected, I had a voicemail from mom when I bothered to check my phone in the morning. Well, more like afternoon. I stayed in bed all day, wearing my sloth covered PJ bottoms and my favourite hoodie. I basically watched one movie after another, just to keep my mind off things. Sometimes you really needed to take a ‘me day’.

Sarah left after checking to make sure I was feeling better. She said something about getting some good food and better desserts to cheer me up. I gotta do something nice for her after I was feeling better.

I stared at the screen, wondering if I should listen to the voicemail when a text appeared there. I was confused for a minute until I saw it was from Lyn. Then shame filled me, stopping me from opening it. She probably thought it was so lame that I had a panic attack in the stupid bookstore.

So, I ignored it. I didn’t want the only other person on this campus who I knew to think I was some pathetic loser.

Well, that only worked until my phone lit up again, this time with a phone call. I really didn’t want to answer it, so I declined the call.

Sarah walked into the room, holding two huge bags. “Okay, so like, I got some super yum food to help you feel better.”

“You really didn’t have to do that,” I mumbled into my hoodie.

“Sorry? Can’t hear you when mumble like that,” said Sarah. She plopped down on the bed and opened the first bag, pulling out a bunch of Taco Bell. The second bag had cupcakes and mini cheesecakes in it. I couldn’t believe that she did all this just for me.

She handed me a handful of Taco Bell things. I wasn’t even sure what most of it was, since my parents and I rarely ate fast food like this. But my God, it smelled amazing. I opened one up and took a tentative bite. It was so good right now. It was like Sarah knew I just needed some junk, just salty goodness.

“Yas! I like, was hoping that would work,” she said triumphantly. She noticed my phone was vibrating and picked it up, staring curiously at the screen. “Who’s Lyn? She’s called you like, 3 times. Is she your sister?”

I shook my head, stuffing more in my face. With some difficulty, I swallowed and took my phone back from her. “I just met her the other day. I guess she heard about the whole bookstore incident and wanted to check in…”

“But?”

“But I don’t want her to think less of me…”

Sarah made a disgusted face. “Ally, if someone thinks less of someone because they have anxiety, then they need to like, check themselves. So many people have mental health stuff going on. Like, seriously girl. I think she honestly just wants to make sure you’re okay.”

I stared at my phone, knowing that Sarah was probably right. Still, I wasn’t sure I was ready for that conversation. What was I going to say anyway? Hey, everything is totes fine now. Just had a panic attack because some jerkass ghost demanded I see how he gruesomely died, except didn’t bother to tell me who I was supposed to tell. So yeah, basically went through something extremely traumatic for absolutely no reason at this time. How was your day?

Yeah, that wasn’t going to fly. Instead, I fired off a text that just said, I’m doing okay now. Thanks for checking in. I don’t really feel like talking about it right now.

There. Straightforward and easy. When I got a message from Lyn, this time I opened it. Ok, let me know if u do wanna talk. I’ll be here.

“I guess I should call my mom, huh?” I said, looking over at Sarah, who was attempting to stick a whole mini cheesecake in her mouth.

She smiled unabashedly at me and swallowed. “Oh, I think you like, should, but no pressure. If you need to take time, then like, take your time.”

I gave a little laugh as I handed her a napkin for her face. It felt good to laugh. Sarah laughed too, as she wiped whipped cream off her lips. She handed me a mini cheesecake and we both attempted to shove the whole thing in without making a mess of ourselves. I giggled as I tried very hard not to make a mess, only to end up smearing a whole streak of chocolate sauce on my face somehow.

Sarah wasn’t much better off, with whipped cream on her nose this time. We ended up taking silly photos of each other and drank a ton of the pop she brought from Taco Bell. We ate and joked around for the next little while, until I finally worked up enough courage to listen to my mom’s voicemail. I excused myself and told her I was going to make the call.

I sat outside, the afternoon sun warm on my face. I don’t love the idea of making this call out in the open, but I didn’t want to kick Sarah out of her room either. It is what it is, I guess. I opened up my voicemail and listened to mom’s message.

“Hey, baby. How are you doing? Dad and I got the call and I just wanted to make sure that you’re doing better? Was there something that triggered it? Or did it just happen out of the blue? Either way, just call me back so I know you’re doing better now. Love you, Alexandra. Bye-bye.”

I scrolled to my mom’s name on the call list and hit call, listening to my phone ring in my ear. She picked up after the third ring. “Hello? Alexandra, is that you, baby?”

“It’s me, mom.”

“Thank goodness! Are you okay?” I could hear the concern dripping from her tone.

“I’m doing fine, yeah.”

“Okay, I’m glad to hear it. Can you tell me what happened?”

This was the part I wanted to avoid but knew I couldn’t. I shifted to get more comfortable and told my mom everything that happened. I wanted her to understand that everything about the whole situation was basically non-consensual. If I had the choice, I never would have spoken to that stupid preppy ghost in the first place. I wondered if my dad was listening in as I explained it all. I honestly hoped he wasn’t.

There was silence at the other end while I waited for mom to take it all in. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until mom said, “Okay.”

I sighed in relief.

“It sounds like that was…different? They’ve never done that to you before, right?”

Kind of think of it, no. That was different. Of course, when I was younger, I would just speak to them normally anyway. But that? I’ve never had a ghost do that to me, ever. I’ve never felt so violated before. It was strange…

After talking to mom a bit longer, I finally hung up and laid in the grass, looking up at the clouds. Was there something about this area that made them stronger, maybe? I really shouldn’t be thinking too much about it, but I also didn’t want that to happen again. Maybe I could walk down to the store tomorrow and see if they had anything that warded off spirits. I might also do some research, just to make sure.

So much for being ‘ordinary’, huh?

[cyclone-rachel]

Brainy giving Winn a goodbye kiss before he leaves for the future the second time.

When Winn and Brainy have their third goodbye, it’s again more private than the rest of Winn’s goodbyes have been.

And if the first goodbye was more celebratory- the Legionnaires are no longer sick because of Pestilence and her Blight, the healthy Legionnaires can take them home- and the second is tense, with Winn going to the future to stop Brainiac’s plague, not knowing when he would be able to go home… this one is a combination of both.

For Winn, it’s something to celebrate. It seems as though he’s found a home in the future, a wife and a daughter, along with the rest of the Legion. And Querl doesn’t doubt that he’s made friends with all of them, has charmed them in a way Querl himself never has.

But Querl is happy for him, knowing his family and romantic history both, and thankful that he has a good life to go home to after defeating his doppelganger and making peace with his father. He’s even going to leave with a new superhero name, and the promise that he’ll reclaim the title that was once associated with his father and all the terrible things he did.

For him, however, things are not so easy, and he only has the rest of his partnership with Lex to look forward to.

(Given Alex’s impending resignation from the DEO, there’s a good chance that he’s going to be promoted, working even closer alongside him in a way he couldn’t do as an agent. But he doesn’t know that for sure until he gets to the meeting that Lex has called him to later that night, and he won’t get to that until after he says goodbye to Winn.)

(So it’s no wonder that he wants to prolong this farewell, even though it can’t last forever)

Querl is surprised, however, that when Winn does turn his attention to him specifically, he pulls him into a hug.

“Winn?”

It’s a lot more comfortable than the last hug they’d shared- both of them know exactly how to position themselves, and Winn holds Brainy close, making him feel a warmth that he hadn’t experienced before. Whether it’s because they’re closer friends, despite having not seen each other for a year and a half, or because Querl has removed his inhibitors, he isn’t sure. But it’s a good hug, and he’s happy that Winn is there.

Even if this is still a goodbye, and he has to face Lex after this temporary reprieve.

(At least Alex will be safe now, and even if Supergirl is working with the DEO because she has to, he trusts that she will be able to handle herself.)

“What is it, Brainy?”

“Thank you.” Querl says as he pulls back. “For the advice. And for trusting me- and everything. I am glad you came back.”

Winn gives him a small smile.

“I’m not going to say that I’m glad you brought me back this way.” He answers. “But I’m happy to help. And…”

Querl stares at him as he trails off.

“What is it?”

Winn kisses his forehead- only for a second, but it’s still a nice gesture.

(No one has done that for him since he was eight years old.)

“Thank you. For helping me realize my potential.” Winn says. “Even if we didn’t start out in the best place.”

Querl nods.

“I remember that well.” He says. “I suppose I should apologize.”

“Yeah, you had a lot to apologize for.” Winn answers. “Including…”

“Including what?”

“Let’s just say what you do in this time has an effect on the future.” Winn tells him. “And Nura especially knows what that feels like.”

“Oh.”

“But I forgive you.” Winn says. “That’s the point.”

“And I can say the same.” Querl answers, as he hugs Winn one last time. “Good luck, Toyman. And farewell.”

“Same to you, Brainiac 5.”

[ge]

hi so i started playing onmyoji because of you and i wanted to ask if you can give me any tips?? im at level 16 i think im doing well so far but since idk anyone who plays anything would help! sorry for bothering

HEHE YESS ok.. this got rlly long WHOOPS 

so first thing u shld do while ur at a low level is get a mentor.. when i started playing i just fucked around and didnt get a mentor until i was well into lvl 40.. a mentorship is where low lvl (15 to 45 i tihnk..) players can apply for an apprenticeship and level up fast while also getting rewards such as grade darumas and a random ssr once u finish ur apprenticeship.. u can find the mentor application icon in the right side of ur courtyard.. it shld look like this!

while under a mentor u are also lvling up ur friendship which, once it reaches a certain level, it unlocks the co-op feature that u can find by clicking the scroll at the bottom right hand side of ur screen > friends > co-op tab at the bottom right side of the pop up screen... there u can access ur friends powerful shikigami that u can use a limited amount of times daily to beat hard chapters/evo/soul zones, etc etc... if ur looking for a mentor i recently finished an apprenticeship w someone so im free to help out if ur interested ^__^ (my user is @.sneer [all lowercase] if u didnt already know hehe)

join a guild if you havent already! i tihnk it prompts you to join a guild when u first start playing i dont rmbr but a couple things to rmbr.. one. if ur guild has ‘15gq’ ‘100gq’ in its notice, gq means guild quest and u like.. HAVE to do those or else theyll kick u from the guild.. u can find the guild quests by going to ur guild, clikcing the shrine tab on the bottom right, and where it says GROUP QUESTS thats it! usually theyre basic things like submit grade four souls or evo materials but u shld definitely stack up on evo materials and souls so u dont run out.. so if ur guild says 100+gqs.... i wld suggest leaving that guild for a lighter gq guild.. 100+gq guilds are like.. big bad guilds who wanna rank in the top ten soo save urself the trouble.... TWO. ur realm! ur realm comes w ur guild so if ur kicked u cant access ur realm :( i think u already know what ur realm is and what it does so i will just say .. fuse ur low level realm cards.. SAVE UR DRUMS REALM CARDS.. if its a 1*, fuse it but if its 3*+... save that bad boy..

speaking of jade... SAVE IT.. jade and mystery talismans r like GOLD.. theyre rlly easy to get in the beginning of the game but they start getting super scarce when ur lvling up and r completing achievements.. usually when u get ten mystery amulets or 1k jade ur gonna think “oh what if i get an ssr out of this summon ooh” YOU WILL NOT.. this game HATES ur ass it hates u so much it hates ME it hates EVERYONE except lvl 60s who get new ssrs and shit on their first summon... ennieway.. random chance up events r stupid scams but chance up events featuring new shikigami are not... like the one thats going on right now for sp aoandon.. these r good events... random chance up events coming up out of no where is just netease being like ‘buy more jade we want ur money ugly idiot... stupid lmao’.. so yeah hoard ur amulets and jade AH ALSO IN THE MALL go to the mall and go to GENERAL.. youll see a package that says smth like 5 daily jade or smth that costs 666 jade.. BUY THAT itll give u 5 jade daily everyday.. it also stacks up so if ur not online for a couple days u wil be swimming in it baby...

oh god what else... click ur scroll on the bottom right and at the end next to collection youll see a tab that says TEAM.. thats a very useful helpful tab bc if u ever need help or want to join in on someone elses team for loot this is where u go.. when i started playing and i was farming for hiyoribo shards i always went to the system chat and clicked rlly fast on the hiyoribo shard zone hoping i cld get in ... i did that up until i was in my lvl 40s .. ur prbly smarter than me and alreayd know abt this tab but just felt like i needed to mention it just in case.........

SHARDS... if u get enough shards u can form a summoning pact w that shikigami.. demon seals are little side quests that pop up after youve completed a chapter/exploration and they come up randomly with a handful of different shikigami... but you can also access all of the demon seals from the TEAM tab i mentioned above.... demon seals only have a handful of shikigami though not all of them so dont expect to see like ssr demon seals lol also  some of the shikis u can farm from demon seals are VERY good.. ill touch on this later.. DEMON PARADE is another good way to collect shards.. in ur courtyard, click the town sign and the demon parade sign shld be the first thing u see! demon parade, unlike the demon seals, are chance thing, u might get the shards u want or u might not.. its kinda stupid... throwing beans around and shit.. itll give u a lineup of three shiki that u can choose from, if u hit the shiki u picked u get extra shards.. u might see some shiki in the parade w little lanterns over their heads, that just means they give more shards too nothing special

SHIKIGAMI... when ur looking at all of ur rare and sr shikigami ur probably thinking “this sucks these r all USELESS i want ssrs and sps >:(” well akchually... some of the best shiki in the game (for beginners especially) are rares and srs... shouzu (r), kamaitachi (sr), and hiyoribo (sr), are all farmable shikigami u can get from demon seals, if u havent summoned them already! yamausagi, a shiki u will see a LOT, is also a very easily summonable shiki so dont throw her away.. if u have duplicates of the same shiki u can PROMOTE THEM and it will level up one of their skills, just like a skill daruma! (DONT waste ur skill darumas they are soo valuable.. only use them on the shiki u use the most and want to lvl up skills on).. lvling up the skills on ur shiki increases their power and adds perks and makes them over all.. very sexy..

EDIT: added in this list of easy farmable beginners shikigami that u want to keep and build (refer to list BENEATH this one for list of roles)

kujira (sr) support

yamausagi (r) puller

shouzu (r) unique/shield **DEMON SEAL**

hiyoribo (sr) healer/revive **DEMON SEAL**

kusa (r) healer/dps

samurai x (r) cc

momo (sr) healer/revive

ushi no toki (r) unique

kamikui (r) pusher

oitsuki (sr) orbs

komatsu (sr) cc

kamaitachi (sr) puller **DEMON SEAL**

all shikigami have a certain role and its very important u know which shiki is which bc sometimes if u use them wrong u can mess up ur entire team.. here are all of the roles and some shiki examples:

dps: dps stands for ‘damage per second’ but it can also be used as a noun to describe a shikigami that is damage focused (ex. kuro mujou, momiji, hangan, mio)

cc: stands for ‘crowd control’. ccs have the ability to limit the number of enemies actively fighting during an encounter giving u the advantage (ex. enma, yuki onna, yumekui, samurai x)

pusher: pushes the enemies move bar back, giving u the advantage of going first (ex. kamikui)

puller: basically the same thing as pusher. pulls the ally move bar forward (ex. kamaitachi, yamausagi)

shield: shiki that provides a shield of some sort to protect allies without the use of souls (ex. ichimokuren, shiro)

heal: self explanatory (ex. sakura, hana)

revive: healer types with the ability to revive players w a cooldown. not all healers are revives (ex. hiyoribo, momo)

support: self explanatory.. supports allies (ex. miketsu, kujira, bake-kujira)

unique: shiki w unique abilities that cant be placed under labels (ex. hakuzosu, ushi no toki)

orbs: shiki that supply orbs to ur team (ex. aoandon, zashiki, oitsuki)

counter: shiki that counters after an enemy attack (ex. mannendake, vampire)

AND FINALLYYYYYY how to build ur shiki... while doing explorations u get free little souls.. in the beginning this will be ok since ur just starting off but actually each shiki has a perfect soul that makes them work the best.. now there are too many souls for me to actually list so as a parting gift to this entirely too long onmyoji cheat sheet, i will leave u this SHIKIGAMI BUILD GUIDE made by the nura clan.. it lists EVERY shikigami w the perfect soul for them, what role they play, and how to build them.. i touched on their roles a little bit above but i cldnt list everything so heres this.. i use it like everyday when building new shiki its sooo helpful

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1zZoMPfuA1plomt6Kq077Q9CZ3mD_0ThYzF_tIUyf28M/edit#gid=824193257

ANYWAY.. I TIHNK IM DONE.. I HOPE THIS WASNT A COMPLETE UNINTELLIGIBLE MESS... if u need clarification for anything pls ask i feel like i mashed up a bunch of words together and called it a day.. ummmm so yeah :) theres probably..... stuff... i might be missing but if theres smth specific u want to know about JUST ASK!!!!!!!!! im always looking for new omj friends...

[loveofshows]

Karadox for the AU ideas

Coffee shop AU: Who is the barista, and who frequents the coffee shop?

Kara’s the barista, Brainy’s the customer.

Though, he kinda walked in the shop by accident, it was late one night and he was tired from studying for his exams. And he wanted coffee and Winn told him once that there was a coffee shop close to campus that was always open. Kara happened to be on the night shift that night, and well, Brainy always makes a point of visiting every time she’s working. Does Winn tease him about it? Yes. But that’s okay because Alex teasing her about it too.

Highschool/College AU: Who is the straight-A student, and who’s the backrow slacker?

They both are straight-A students from high school to college. But, in high school Brainy was more of a slacker and that’s only because he wanted to spite his mother. It wasn’t until he started college that he broke away from his mom that he took school more seriously. And he wanted to impress Kara.

Rivals to loves AU: Who takes their rivalry seriously, and who is half in it just to push the other’s buttons?

Not gonna lie, I like the idea of Brainy teasing Kara every time he has a higher grade or just does something better then her. Yes, I have in mind that they’re in school. 

Enemies to lovers AU: Which one switches sides?

Brainy. In this au, he’s never caught and never met Nura. He stayed by his mother’s side, helping her with her plans. He meets Supergirl for the first time. But that’s either because her went to the future because the Legionnaires needed help, or the Brainiac’s decided it was better to put their plan to action in the 21st century.

Seeing the good in Brainy, Kara was determined to save him. And it took a few months for that to happen, and eventually Brainy helped Kara take down his mother.

Soulmate AU: Who is eager to meet their soulmate? Who absolutely does not want to meet their soulmate?

Kara’s really eager to meet her soulmate. Has been since she discovered what they were. Brainy not so much. He grew up being taught that soulmates were something no one needed and they were a weakness of some sorts. He does everything he can to not meet his soulmate but he still does by accident. It takes awhile for him to change his mind. Kara helps with that too.

Single parent AU: Which one is the single parent? (Alt. if they’re both single parents: Which one is open to starting a new relationship from the start? Which one is never planning on finding love again… Until they meet the other and are instantly smitten?)

I’m going go with both of them being a single parent. (I don’t know who the parents are, they just have child that’s like 5)

Kara’s open to starting a new relationship, and Brainy isn’t. He’s done after his last relationship. It isn’t until he meets Kara at school. Both their children go to the same school they just haven’t crossed paths until their kids became friends.

Brainy’s daughter asked him if she could invite her new friend over on the weekend. He said yes, and she immediately went over to Kara’s son and dragged him over, leaving Kara to follow after them.

They start to hang out more after their kids became best friends. And the kids both liked the idea of their parents dating. Being kids they come up with a plan to set their parents up. 

Brainy’s daughter asked him if he liked Ms. Danvers. Brainy spit out his drink at how blunt she was being.

Doctor AU: Which one is the longsuffering doctor? Which one is the patient?

Brainy’s the doctor, Kara came in with a broken arm. They met through the ER. Brainy was ready to sleep for a day after his long shift, and Kara cracked a joke about how dead he looked and it wasn’t a look for a hospital. After, they just clicked.

Bodyguard AU: Who is the bodyguard? Who are they protecting? Which one is secretly pining for the other?

I’m going to make this a mafia au too.

Brainy’s mom is the head of the Calu Family, and worried about her, hires Kara as a bodyguard. Kara knows what she’s getting into when she was hired but Brainy was a little sceptic about it, but when he saw her fight off someone for the first time, he was okay with it.

I should note that Brainy wants nothing to do with ‘the family business.’

Both of them are secretly pinning for each other. But Brainy was the first one to do so. You know, love at first sight and all.

Pirate AU: Who is the pirate? Who is the member of the royal family who did not sign up for this?

Kara’s the pirate. And she’s the best. Brainy’s the member of the royal family who dreams about running away from his home.

And it happens too, one day he dumps into Kara as she’s running away from the guards. And she’s laughing and having fun and Brainy’s in wonderment. The guards are catching up, so before Brainy has a chance to even say or ask anything, Kara takes a hold of his hand and they start running. She doesn’t care that he’s a prince, he was there and she needed help.

One thing led to another and Brainy found himself on Kara’s ship. Kara gave him the option of ratting them out (much to her crew members dismay) or come with them and be free. Brainy picked the latter.

Childhood best friends AU: Which one was super obviously in love with the other the whole time? Who was oblivious until they were older?

Kara’s the one who is helpless in love with Brainy. Has been since they were five, but it didn’t start growing until 7th grade. When they were little, Kara had claimed that she was going to marry Brainy. He agreed, but didn’t really think she was serious.

He started falling for her in high school and even then, he needed help realizing that he was in love with her. Did Winn and James help him? Maybe.

[creatingnikki]

Dearest Nura,

You play multiple musical instruments? Do you know how utterly magical that is! About two years ago when my baby cousin – aged 8 – was discarding his guitar I asked him to give it to me because I was convinced that watching YouTube videos and powered by my immense fascination of the instrument I would be able to learn it. And it might be true for other people but lol not me. But I never threw it away. It’s still kept in a corner in my room and sometimes I just pick it up and even simply strumming the strings and the sounds that it creates soothes my soul like nothing else. And so I know I’m not discarding it anytime soon.

People like you, who can play musical instruments, have the power of creating magical memories. You really do. Today a friend of mine is leaving the city. I met her at work last year when I joined and she left soon after. And I know work friends aren’t friends friends but some people defy that rule. And she was one of them. Every time I went to her home, she removed a musical instrument, as if some magician. First, it was the ukulele. And she played La Vie En Rose – which being a How I Met Your Mother fan – captured my heart. The next time, she got her harmonica out. And the last time, a fascinating instrument, the name of which I don’t remember.

And each time she said she doesn’t quite know how to play any but perhaps one song. And in those moments she seemed like this young, beautiful, peculiar and brilliant girl – which she absolutely is – but in these moments she seemed like a female protagonist out of a YA book. Someone who collects different instruments and only learns how to play her favourite songs on them. I told her this and then she told me, that you too, with your blog and your poetry, your vivid observations of people and your intriguing disposition seem like a female protagonist out of a YA novel. She proceeded to explain how most people could seem like such if viewed from a certain angle. And reading your answers, I have to say, she was absolutely right.  

Not just because you write fiction (which btw is awesome! Any tips?) and play multiple musical instruments but because of all your answers. The way you feel about love…I have to say I can’t disagree one bit. It is definitely why we are living right now – the only thing that makes all the other pain and suffering worth it. Because if we didn’t have love, what would really be the point of this frustrating and confusing life? Love adds another dimension and adjective to that definition of life. Life is frustrating and confusing and yet magical.

And haha I am far from a sports person but the fact that, aside from your parents, you have said ‘I love you’ the most to your favourite hockey team (Pittsburgh Penguins) is so striking and endearing. See, another beautiful and peculiar YA protagonist trait! We are, aren’t we, the protagonists of our life, as cliché as that sounds. And side characters of so many other books. I also believe while we may not be the writers of our life – because the universe, god, forces we can’t recognise, chain reactions, other people and so much more – determine so much of how our life plays out. But we are the editors, no? We can choose to cut some parts out, to draw the focus onto some other parts. And I think, I agree with Stephen King, when he says – to write is human, to edit is divine.

About stress and life – you know what I am doing today, on a Wednesday in the morning? Writing you this letter. Why am I not at work? Because I took a pass. I am down with the flu and my overwhelming emotions and thoughts. People and obligations exhaust me and I get  worried about my personality (lyrics from TMI by Gray). But it’s true and hence I took a day off. A pass. A mental health day. A pause. Whatever you want to call it but every so often it’s so important for all of us to do this. Students. People working full time. Full time homemakers and parents. Literally everyone. On days like these it’s also so important to:

Keep your phone and social media time to a minimum

Keep social interactions to a minimum

Not push yourself to do anything you don’t want to do

Do silly little things that bring you joy

Unwind in ways that suit you the best

Yell out loud – stop – if you have to for your brain to stop thinking or planning about the future or the past

Knowing that you deserve days like these

You’re also the second person I’ve ever come across who speaks so highly and warmly of your co-workers. And it truly makes me so happy because if the people you spend a majority of your day with can make you feel accepted/loved/understood, that’s another way life truly becomes more magical. When I started work last year, my desk partner and my first friend, made me feel that way. On the surface, we were as different as we could be, and initially we also gave into the human flaw of judging each other, but eventually we really saw the other person for who they were and came to develop a pure and genuine bond. We didn’t communicate much through typical conversations, especially not when one of us was mad or sad. But during such times, she would always leave me my favourite chocolates in my desk. Or doodle something on a sticky note and leave it on my laptop.  I did the same. And these tiny things made those days bearable. And so then it made life bearable.

Love, Nura, as you rightly said is everywhere. I always knew that but The Love Project it has given me hard facts for the same. The people around the world who harbour so much hate and discrimination for other people, I wish I could show them the answers people have given for The Love Project. People all around the world – we love the same way and we hurt the same way. And if that similarity of our truth and existence doesn’t matter then I don’t know what does.

So, Nura, as you live your last teen year, I hope you can look and accept all the love this life has to offer you. Your twenties are going to be as frustrating as exciting. But I do have a feeling that the exciting and magical bits are going to overpower the frustrating ones. So, now and in the future, live well, and edit even better.

All my love, Nikki

Guys, February is 29 days of love letters. I’m writing love letters, as part of The Love Project, and if you’d like me to write one to you, drop me an email at creating.nikki@gmail.com

There are 2 more spots left, and you can still be a part of it if you’d like :D 

I wrote this letter for Nura basis some questions they answered. You can read the questions and their answers here. 

[nureon]

I’m currently occupied a lot by moving in with my fiancé and working in retail while corona is running wild, so I hardly get to draw atm xD. 

(But if you’re interested in sketchy stuff, that I don’t post on here, you can always check out my Instagram @nur.eon  👀)

Just happened to see, that I got tagged for this lol. So I guess, why not (so no one thinks I’m dead). 

Tagged by: @spoopycinnabun

Name: Phi

Gender: Nonbinary

Star Sign: Aquarius

Height: 1,70 m or 170 cm (I don’t know shit about feet xD)

Sexuality: Bisexual, but I’m currently engaged with the best man ever °^°

Hogwarts House: Proud, plain Hufflepuff 

Favorite Animal: Cats, Kangaroos, Meerkats

Average Hours of Sleep: 6-7 (I have to get up early a lot and I hate going to bed early xD)

Blankets You Sleep With: 1. I’m more of a pillow horter

Current Time: 10:39 AM

Dogs or Cats: Def Cats. Grew up with a wonderful cat, that got me through 18 years of my life till she died ;__;

Dream Job: I don’t know tbh. I’m just lost in retail for now xD. But I would really like to work with animals

When I Made My Blog: Summer 2015, I guess. That’s at least where my first post was made 

Followers: 388 °^° (idk how, but yeah)

Why I Made a Tumblr: Because of my friend @trash-for-the-memes

Reasons for my URL: I mostly use Adurna as my art name, but it was taken, so I mixed the nickname Nura and Vaporeon (my fav Pokemon). So Nureon was born for the Social Media Pages where Adurna is taken xD. (Even tho its already taken on insta. How???) 

[timetraveltodystopia]

max famous era I KNOW THATS RIGHT !!

I LOVE YOU NURA 💜💜💜

[hartsgold]

𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩, 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞.

enter my very unconventional, canon compliant vampire verse for claude. 

so! in this verse, we’re just going to say that there’s a distant history of vampirism in fódlan and in the neighboring lands, but the church of seiros has buried the majority of the information on vampires and the majority of them were hunted into extinction. i’m sure there are a few others still lingering in the crevices of noble families and common bloodlines. 

they thirst for blood and they are extremely difficult to kill –– they do not age and they die only by fire. 

the light weakens them both physically and mentally. a vampire who’s spent too long in the sun ( unless having recently gorged on blood ) is prone to fainting, to bouts of anger and paranoia, as well as struggling to carry themselves with the same supernatural strength and speed they typically harbor. conventionally, they must feed once or twice a month to maintain full strength. some are better at staving off hunger for longer periods of time, but refraining from feeding after three months ends in deep trouble. a starving vampire becomes quickly insatiable and nothing matters to them outside of blood. of course, most of this lore is buried deep in what the church has done to it. 

when war approaches and claude accepts the inevitability of conflict, he steps up to his position as alliance leader. after some time with lysithea’s talk of those who slither in the dark, claude gets the feeling it might be wise to have an ace up his sleeve. there’s also the fact that his dream is going to take quite some time, and there’s no telling what difficulties might stand in his way as he goes. he predicts a massive number of them, and while he’s confident in he and his allies’ abilities to persevere, claude loves a contingency. while he does believe that byleth will come back, he doesn’t want to rely on holy relics and political sway alone. 

so he does a little extensive research, and he eventually comes into the possession of a few grimoires and ancient tomes on becoming harder to kill / extending one’s lifespan. he’s not clueless –– he’s heard stories of vampires and understands the consequences, but some rewards outweigh risks. in this story he weighs his options over five years, eventually coming to the conclusion that he’ll need to assure his survival in order to execute his dream and progress as best as possible. obviously he’s never liked being experimental or possibly bringing danger to fódlan when there’s already so much at risk... but this is, to him, a necessary evil. he does a literally unfathomable amount of research on immortals and manages to dig up a few different ingredients on how to come up with a potion that stagnates the body and halts the aging process / makes it more difficult to fatally harm. 

he absolutely spends years thinking about the gravity of what he might do, but research offers him the solution that he can sustain himself on the potion if he continues to brew it. rather than, you know, human blood. so there’s a foolproof way to continue this way, but it cannot be undone once it’s begun. claude is prepared to make this sacrifice in the wake of the grand nature of his dream and his commitment to it, so he does. 

some potion-induced vampirism notes:

it has to be injected straight to the bloodstream when it first comes in contact with him to function / he can’t ingest it the very first time ( though he can do so later on, as a substitute for blood ). 

the potion essentially causes complete stagnancy in the human body. claude can eat and drink as usual but his body will burn it off. his body temperature doesn’t change in his stagnancy / he runs as warm as he did before. his blood is essentially just frozen in a time loop. so he’ll bleed, sweat, and [redacted] as usual. it’s a little like he’s living naturally, but his body is reliving the same day over and over again without changing in accordance with age. 

he gets retractable fangs because i’m not some stupid cuck and/or coward. the potion he makes likely has some remnants of the vampires of old, so it’s like... vampire DNA / of course he gets some of the traits directly. claude’s eyes are just a little bit on the golder end of green, a little warmer, a little brighter. 

he’s not a conventionally ‘made’ vampire so he can’t turn others without the help of the potion he made. but he can use his fangs to open up little puncture wounds and let the potion seep in and do its job. however, he’s already used the vampire DNA for the initial potion on himself. that was a one-time thing. vampires he turns he has to turn with his DNA, so we’ll just say saliva and call it a day. 

i’m conveniently saying that other than the ancient vampire DNA or whatever, he has an endless supply of it and isn’t concerned with running out of ingredients. he’s too smart to be wasteful. 

claude doesn’t feel vampire-typical vampire thirst. he’s repulsed by bloodlust but he doesn’t really get hungry and he doesn’t really get full. it’s like an undercurrent of feeling satisfied/not being of want for something. that said, i’m integrating the lore of ‘the sire bond,’ so when he turns someone with his own makeshift power, there’s a sort of connection there that builds on hunger and creation. in the case of laur and i's verse, they feed on each other rather than anyone else. it's the least amount of bloodshed but it also checks all the sexiness boxes. 

claude got in contact with his childhood friend nura, whose mother was friends with a neighborhood witch. said witch enchanted him a piece of jewelry that functions as a sun ring in exchange for a few secrets. it’s spelled to protect his body and mind from the effects of the sun. since claude isn’t a conventional vampire he isn’t affected at the same speed/rate a regular vampire would, but it exhausts him and causes great strain/fatigue for him to be in the daylight too long without the ring. he’s as sunny and as warm as ever, babe! 

it’s just another deep, deep secret in the secret machine. 

in essence, he can be killed, but he won’t. 

[mayahabee]

Secret Palentine here! Tell me about your OCs! What are they like? What are their pet peeves? Who did they romance and why? 😍 Tell me all about them!!

Hello, Secret Palentine! Tis a good question, my friend! I have quite a number of OCs (Inquisition having the most lol) but I’m just talk about OCs from completed playthroughs! Bee warned that my OCs are pretty basic lol 

DAO

Nura Surana - Arcane Warrior/Bloodmage/Battlemage. She’s pretty laid back and always give witty remarks on almost everything. Doesn’t do things without good reasons, she has to think about it a lot before she decides it’s for the best. She doesn’t really remember much about her early years but she has been content being a Circle mage. Romanced Alistair (remains a Warden) because they’ve been stuck together from early on, friends to lovers you could say. I haven’t thought of any pet peeves for her tbh XD 

Aeran Bartholomew Cousland - My smart-but-kinda-dumb-in-a-way blond dual-wield warrior boi (I forgot his other specializations). He mostly just goes with the flow and he jumps head first before thinking LOL. He doesn’t say no when women throw themselves at him, including Morrigan. That being said, he romanced Morrigan. They don’t always agree with each other but they were infatuated with each other and eventually they really do love each other. He left with Morrigan and raised Kieran together ahuehuehue. Pet peeves? He doesn’t like being told no lol. 

DA2

So far I only have one Hawke, which is Maya Hawke. Force Mage. She’s technically my self-insert as a human character, hence the name lol. Diplomatic with a bit of spicy sarcasm at times and respects her companions. Maya was planned to be a happy Hawke and she was supposed to friendmance Fenris as a mage but I messed up the approval. So she moved to Anders (his friendship was already super high and they are both mages) and it all went down south, turning into an angst romance lol. She killed Anders (feelsbadman) at the end. I really need to think of pet peeves for her too lol.

DAI

Irira Lavellan-Rutherford - Knight Enchanter. My first DA OC (yes I played DAI first lol) and she’s another self-insert alongside Maya and Nura. She’s just like Nura in a way. XD She tries to be as diplomatic as she can, despite hating politics. She prefers to not take sides in an argument but when it has to be, she has to think about it real hard. As seen by her surname (don’t judge, I just love combining surnames), she romanced Cullen and is happily married to him. Cullenmance is my kind of romance. XD I played DAI because of Cullen. Her pet peeve is being disturbed in her nap or sleep. She looooves her naps and sleeps. 

Saryn Lavellan - Rift Mage. My poor Solasmancer. I made her as I was playing my Cullenmance playthrough because I just had to romance Solas even though I knew what was going to happen lol. She represent the other parts of me that are the opposite of Irira or things that I wish I have within me. I got the name Saryn from my favourite frame in Warframe of the same name and her colour scheme is based of that frame too. She’s stoic, super introverted, straight forward and doesn’t question much but she had a personality shift after Solas broke up with her and she became a lot more direct and angrier XD. She still loves him though. Haven’t decided her pet peeves yet LOL. 

Sorry for the wall of text. This took a while to type LOL 

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Hart Druiter; Back from the Future

His superior was furious. How could a Time police agent not be able to apprehend a human hostile target when they had full meta and alien training? All Dru could do was fight for his innocence. That there had to be an explanation. Someone could have faked his DNA, or someone else, maybe-

He was put on desk duty, taken out of the field until this case was resolved. Winslow Schott jr was put on the high risk target Alert Algorithm. One that was never used outside of known violent offending races. It was normally only the Khurds or Dominators that populated the High Risk list.

Shoot on sight.

His stomach was in knots, none of this felt right, but he couldn’t get through to anyone. No one wanted to believe that a Legion member could be framed.

“Absolute power corrupts absolutely Agent Druiter.”

But like anything time based, as quickly as it seemed to begin, it was over. temporal wakes, recalculations, and articles linked to the name Winslow Schott came in across all desks.

Explosion in 2020 National City. Chester Dunholtz death averted. Winslow Schott Jr; dead in explosion.

Dead?

No.

He just stared at the article for what felt like forever. Kara ... both her dad’s-

He couldn’t just sit there. He had to go find Kara, talk to the Legion. She’d lost her entire family, they needed to help her. He wouldn’t let another kid end up alone.

She wasn’t home, no of course she wouldn’t have been. The Legion would have been taking care of her. That was good, they’d never really be alone as long as they had the Legion. His instincts took over. Logically who would be taking care of her? Garth? No he talked too much, she was way too shy for him. Mon-El? No, he and Saturn Girl were on patrol tonight. not safe.

A quick look over the Legion nightly roster on his tablet showed Dream Girl had rescheduled her nightly shift, giving it to Thom.

Nura, of course, the only one Winn would actually trusted with Kara. Holding her, babysitting, basically best friend numero uno, duh. He tried messaging her, calling, but both signals came back do not disturb. Was Kara sleeping? No, it was only 4. So he did some old school police work and while searching through the rooms, he did the best he could to isolate her bio signature. The hanger, why would she be there?

Always believing the best in people, he entered the hanger without preconception, only to see what was obviously Winn’s ship disappearing into the time stream.

... what?

Was he actually guilty? Was this a huge ruse? Were the entire Legion secretly really the bad guys and he’d gone undercover with the good guys that one time? Wait no, he watched a dude scoop someone’s eyeball out. Nope, Legion is still the good guys.

Which meant ...

Nura filled in a few blanks, before calling a Legion meeting. He’d never been to one of those before, cool.

Winn wasn’t dead, but he was. Apparently an entire cosmic event shifted the paradigm of the universe which meant that a doppleganger from another universe with his DNA was trying to fulfill some twisted vendetta and Winn had stopped it, but then said Doppleganger returned in digital form, threatening the entire of the internet in the past, and it was really an exciting story how Nura told it.

But what didn’t make sense was why the Time Police were so eager to take Winn down without due process. It was then that Mon-El brought up the work they had done investigating the Time Police. The first Dru had ever heard of it.

He was furious at first, that was an institution as important as the Legion, they helped protect the universe, they were keeping it safe from-

“Aliens. All aliens they deem unfit, no exceptions. No bending. They’re detaining aliens that slip through the cracks in planet defenses, and we have no idea where’s they’re taking them. Disenfranchised aliens just looking to survive, but because they’re not a part of the United Planets, no one cares.”

“No that’s-”

“We have documents signed by some of the higest ranking agents in the Time Police, transporting immigrant aliens to offworld planets to do god knows what. We’ve rescued ones we can but-”

“But that’s putting a target on the Legion, meaning ...”

Meaning that the Time Police saw the Legion as a threat, and if they could convince the public that the Legion shouldn’t be blindly trusted ... it would spread doubt that they could exploit.

“We didn’t tell you because-”

“Because you couldn’t trust me, yeah no, I get that. I do. Nemesis Kid. It’s in the name.”

But they couldn’t let that happen, they had to get whatever evidence they had on Winn and stop them from figuring out he was still alive, while finding a way to clear his name here so that the Time Police couldn’t further exploit that crack.

Imra volunteered first. Her telepathy and min control would make easy work of it. Only that most Time Police agents have some level of telepathic tech blockers while on duty.

“I can do it. I’m an agent, and they have me on desk duty, so I can sit in front of my computer and ... if you give me a way to scrub the data, I can get it done.”

Only there wasn’t a way to do it without being detected. Anyone who went into the system would be found out eventually, which would mean being outed publicly by the time police. Dru could see every Legion member there was ready to take that risk, they would sacrifice their good name and their standing just because it was the right thing to do.

But they were important, real true Legion members that were needed to keep this universe safe ... but Dru wasn’t.

He volunteered, he was expendable, and it was expected. A wannabe Legion member and time cop who was friends with the target’s deceased husband, who couldn’t catch him? It was easy to wrap up in a bow. He would scrub the evidence, any trail of Winn, and then Dru would disappear.

But where would he go?

“You guys got this time on lock down, I’ll go give my buddy some back up ... Justice is on the case.”

“No one calls you that.”

“Shut up Garth.”