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[presidentdisastraofgallifrey]

Touch Telepathy

It has been 20 years since she was touched.

Maybe longer, really. Time Lords avoid accidental brushes, and she was—somehow still is—their President, above it all. She can’t pinpoint the last time she took someone’s hand or caught their arm or brushed past them in the hall.

[bonjour-rainycity]

The Long Way Around ~ Chapter 4

Link to previous part: https://bonjour-rainycity.tumblr.com/post/623116614605357056/the-long-way-around-chapter-3

Pairing: Jasper x Reader

Word count: 2092

Warnings: None

Y/n’s POV

The next three weeks pass in a now predictable sequence. I spend the majority of my time getting to know my new roommates, for lack of a better word. Esme, who is quickly becoming my favorite, does whatever I want with me. We read books, watch movies, go for runs in the woods. The doctor, Carlisle, isn’t home very often. He and Edward spend a lot of time in town making sure the Cullens are not suspect in my disappearance. They decided it would be best to continue ‘business as usual’ to avoid suspicion, but also so they don’t have to give up the advantageous location in the woods and risk moving with me. Bella tends to keep to herself, though she does occasionally join Esme and I in our book club. Alice and Arthur are quite friendly, and I enjoy spending time with them, even if Alice does treat me like a Barbie doll. I swear, I’ve never owned more clothes in my life! Rosalie is slowly warming up to me. She’s not rude, exactly, but I can tell my presence is hard on her. Her husband, Emmett, is a whole lot of fun. He invites me for races and arm wrestling matches which, obviously, I win. I suspect that won’t continue forever, though. Once my newborn strength fades, he will likely be the strongest in the house. 

Then, of course, there’s my shadow. Jasper doesn't say much, but he is a constant presence. I can tell he doesn’t trust me. The minute I get frustrated or upset he invades my personal space and uses his ability to calm me down. I do resent it slightly, but I understand the need. It’s as he says: I’m dangerous. It amuses me though to know that, as Jasper has taken the task upon himself to never leave my side, he has to do everything I do. So he watches sappy movies with Esme and I, he sits quietly while Emmett and I play board games, he sulks in the corner while I ask Alice endless questions about her psychic ability, and, of course, he hunts with me about four times a week. 

My bloodlust is insatiable. This newfound life and the thirst that accompanies it keeps me in a near constant state of pain. My throat burns badly, and, even when I am drinking animal blood, the burn remains. I have a feeling that, at this stage of life, not even human blood would satisfy my thirst. 

At the thought of human blood, a delicacy so far denied to me, venom pools in my mouth. From across the room, Jasper shifts uncomfortably, feeling my desire. I imagine it must be harder for him than the others, because he not only has to fight his own bloodlust, but everyone else’s. 

He eyes me evenly. “Do you want to hunt?”

“I’m fine,” I lie. We just went yesterday, and I feel like a burden asking people to go with me constantly. I usually have an entourage of three minimum when I hunt, and I can tell it interrupts the daily flow of things. 

Jasper’s eyes don’t leave mine. “Taking you hunting isn’t a burden. Trust me, we would much rather go with you twenty times a day than have you get too thirsty and lose control.” 

I purse my lips at his uncanny ability to know what I’m thinking. I know his emotional radar detector must help, but seriously, sometimes he rivals Edward. 

“It would probably be a good idea,” I acquiesce. “I’ll go see if anyone else wants to go.” I push myself off the kitchen floor-I had been busy reading through one of Esme’s architecture journals-and walk into the living room where Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle, Esme, and Arthur are gathered around the TV. 

“Hey does anyone wanna-” My words die as I register the news anchor’s words. 

“The search continues for local Y/n, Y/l/n, who was reported missing over three weeks ago.”

It feels like the breath has been knocked out of me. I grip the back of the couch, grief ripping through me. Five vampires turn their wary gazes at me.

“Turn it off.” Jasper’s command comes from behind my shoulder. 

“No,” I breathe, deeply hurt but desperate to know what my friends and family could be seeing.

The anchor continues. “Authorities say they have a man in custody who confessed to stabbing the woman, though claims he can’t remember what he did with the body. Witnesses to the crime seem to suffer the same memory loss. Police have refused to offer further comments, though locals speculate a conspiracy or the presence of illegal drugs. While the two witnesses to the crime, Kaitlyn Myers and Blake Hannigan, have faced backlash surrounding their involvement in the case, police have cleared them as suspects at this time.”

The couch snaps under my grip. I take two quick steps back, shocked by what I just heard and the jarring display of my physical power. 

“Oh, sweetie.” Esme is in front of me instantly, reaching out to envelop me in a hug. Before I can even blink, Jasper is standing between us, acting as a barrier to Esme. 

Hurt pierces through my gut. He only sees me as a threat.

“I’m not going to hurt Esme, Jasper. Back off!” I wish my words didn’t waver. 

His voice is hard when he responds. “You don’t know what you’ll do. Newborns are governed by their emotions more than anyone else. I’m not taking any risks.”

“Well how about getting to know me instead of just generalizing?” I throw my hands up, properly yelling now. “I’m sick of feeling like I’m a prisoner with you. Everyone else is giving me a chance, so why can’t you?” I spit the words out, my hurt growing by the second. 

“We’re hoping it’s all a terrible dream, that we’ll wake up soon and everything will be alright.” 

They hadn’t turned off the TV. On the screen is a video of my parents. Hearing my mom’s tearful voice is like a kick to the stomach. I sink to the floor, gasping for air I don’t need. 

“I just want our little girl to come home.” Mom’s voice breaks, and she stares into the camera. It’s like she’s staring right at me. 

“Jasper, it’s alright, really. I appreciate your concern very much but I promise, it’s alright.” Esme’s soft voice vaguely reaches me through my sobs. 

A pair of arms-Esme’s, likely-envelopes me, but I barely take notice. I only feel the pain. It’s so much worse than the burn in my throat. It almost has me wishing for the fiery torture I felt while becoming a vampire. But wishing very seldom equates to reality, so I’m left to allow the gaping hole in my chest to consume me.

I don’t know how long we stay like that, only that it’s dark when I finally regain control of myself. Esme never left my side, and even Rosalie had come to join us at some point. She says nothing, only rests her head on my shoulder and holds my hand. 

Jasper is noticeably absent. 

“I think I scared him off,” I mumble, guilty. 

“He’ll recover,” Rosalie replies, sounding unconcerned. 

“He’s coming from the right place,” Esme assures. “Jasper is a very passionate person who gives his all in everything. This is no different. I think he sees keeping you and us safe as a chance to redeem himself for his past indiscretions, though those are long-ago forgiven. He’s trying to keep you from making the same mistakes he did.” 

I look at the floor, mulling Esme’s words over. I don’t really know what to say to that.

Thankfully, Rosalie saves me from having to craft a response. “Do you still want to hunt? I can go with you.” 

I smile and shake my head, exhausted from the recent emotional turmoil. “No, it’s okay. I think I’ll just go to bed.” I say the word lightly, knowing I’ll probably just spend the next eight hours reading or something to keep my mind busy. 

I stand, intending to exit the room. On the way out I see the poor couch, broken in two. I grimace. “Sorry about the couch.”

Esme smiles sweetly, waving it off. “Don’t worry about it. It just gives me an excuse to go shopping.” 

I give her a quick hug, grateful for her endless kindness and patience. 

Once upstairs in the room Alice and Esme courteously set up for me, I flop on the bed, grabbing the nearest book. I do my best to let my mind go blank and focus only on the words in front of me. About two hours into this exercise, I hear a soft knock on the door. 

Jasper stands in the frame, looking repentant. “I’m sorry. You were right. I haven’t tried to know you. But I’ve got some time now if you’re free.” It’s then that I realize he means to do this now. Not wanting to smile because I really am still upset with him, I bite it back. 

I decide to play coy instead. “I suppose I could clear my schedule. Though, a little more groveling might help…”

He smiles softly, almost hesitantly. With exaggerated movements, he gets on his knees and clasps his hands together in an excellent show of desperation. “Please do me the magnificent honor...of telling me your favorite color.” 

Now I can’t help but crack a smile. “You may approach, peasant, but remember that my good grace can easily change.” I pat the foot of my bed, and he sits, facing me. “It’s green. Like trees and moss and emeralds.” 

“What’s your favorite thing about this new life?”

“The running. I had asthma as a human but now I can run for as long as I want and be completely fine.” 

He nods, filing the information away. “If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?”

I answer without hesitation. “London. The culture, the history, the accents.” He chuckles, teasingly exasperated. “I bet it’s amazing.” 

He smiles, a faraway look in his eyes. “Oh it’s great. I was there back in the ‘90s...I bet it hasn’t changed too much though.” He grins. “Maybe in a couple of years we’ll all be able to take a trip.”

I look down at my fingers. “Maybe a few more years than a ‘couple’. I can’t even think of human blood without…” Venom floods my mouth. I offer a humorless chuckle. “See?”

Jasper shakes his head emphatically. “No, you’re really doing good.” I try to protest, but he shakes it off. “I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true. You are doing remarkably well for three weeks in.” 

I sigh, ready to tease him a bit. “Well I couldn’t do so well without my shadow micromanaging my every move.” 

He smiles sheepishly and looks at his lap. “I’m sorry I seem a bit…,” he sighs deeply, “intense. I will try to ease off.”

I grin, pulling my knees up to my chest. “Thank you. I’ll try to be a little less emotionally hectic. It’s gotta be hard on you.” 

Too quickly, he shrugs. “Don’t worry about it. You’re going through a lot, it’s okay.” 

I chuckle, feeling much lighter now, either thanks to his ability or the natural resolution of tension between us, I don’t know. “Yeah well I could stay away from the movies that make me feel all the things.” Now he grins, raising his eyebrows. “Next time we’ll try something bland, like High Noon.”

“Hey now.” Jasper raises a hand, a comically disbelieving look on his face. “High Noon is a masterpiece, don’t knock it.” 

I grin broadly, smacking him on the shoulder with a pillow. “I knew you were a Western guy! Gosh, that’s gotta be like, what, forty percent of your personality?”

He rolls his eyes good-naturedly, taking the pillow from me. “Mhm, somewhere around there.” 

I like this Jasper, I decide firmly. This new, witty, freer Jasper is so much more fun to be around. I could stand to have this Jasper follow me around all day. 

As if he has come to the same agreement, that Jasper stays at the foot of my bed well past the time the sun rises, talking and joking. We get to know each other. 

And, for a while, I forget about how sad I am and the near constant burning in the back of my throat.

A/n Thanks for reading! I’m having so much fun with this story and I’m glad you guys are enjoying it, too! Please let me know what you thought of this chapter and if you would like to be added to the tag list!

xx, 

Bjr

Link to next part: https://bonjour-rainycity.tumblr.com/post/623283543296049154/the-long-way-around-chapter-5

Tag list: @puer-de-infinitate @charliestuff @hindustani-diaspora @one-thread-can-save-a-life

[thelittlesttimelord]

The Littlest Timelord: The Fall of the Eleventh Chapter 37

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: The Fall of the Eleventh Chapter 37 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 37/? SUMMARY: Elise Smith is now a teenaged Timelord. In addition to losing the Ponds, the fields of Trenzalore are calling. But first they have to figure out exactly who Clara Oswald is.

[A/N - This week will have two chapters posted, just to get us closer to the 50th Anniversary episode and because I have time.]

They all stepped out of the TARDIS.

“Well, here we are. Hedgewick's World. The biggest and best amusement park there will ever be, and we've got a golden ticket. Eh? Eh? Fun,” the Doctor said, hopping up on a fake rock.

Elise rolled her eyes.

“What? You used to love this place!” the Doctor told her.

“Then I grew up.” The Doctor frowned.

She used to know how to laugh, now it seemed she only became more and more jaded as time went on.

“Your stupid box can't even get us to the right place. This is like a moon base or something,” Angie said.

“It's not the moon,” the Doctor told her.

“Actually, I think it does look like the moon, only dirtier,” Artie said.

“Hey. Guys. It's not the moon, okay? It's a Spacey Zoomer ride, or it was.”

A door opened in one of the rocks and a man stepped out. “Psst. Excuse I…I don't suppose you happen to be my lift off planet? Dave's Discount Interstellar Removals?”

“Afraid not,” Clara told him.

“They were meant to be here six months ago. Well, that's Dave for you, see? Unreliable.”

“Stay where you are!” a voice yelled.

A bunch of soldiers came running in as the man ducked back inside his hiding spot. “Throw down your weapons and identify yourselves.”

“No. No weapons,” the Doctor said. He pulled out the golden ticket. “Golden ticket. Spacey Zoomer. Free ice cream?”

“Who are you? This planet is closed, by Imperial order.”

“How's this?” The Doctor pulled out his psychic paper.

“Oh. Welcome, Proconsul. I wish they'd told us you were coming. Any news of the Emperor?”

The Doctor stood on a rock and straightened his bow-tie. “Oh, the Emperor. No, no. None that you'd...”

“We pray for his return. If there is anything you need, my platoon is at your service.”

“Right. Righty-o. Well, carry on, Captain.” He gave her a salute and the captain saluted back.

“Platoon, let's move out! On the double. Two, three, four. Two, three, four. Two, three, four.”

The soldiers ran out of the room and the man from earlier poked his head out. “Have they gone?”

“Yes,” the Doctor told him.

“Uniforms give me the heebie-jeebies. Come on. They can't stop me being here, but they don't like it.”

The man led them deeper into the defunct amusement park.

“Ha, ha! You see? I told you it was amazing. Well, it used to be,” the Doctor said.

Nature was taking over the landscape.

“It closed down. Wish I'd known that before I landed here. But let me show you my collection. Come along. Follow me. This way. This way in, come on,” the man urged.

They came to a room with couches and wax figures.

“Welcome to my ship. Webley's World of Wonders. Miracles, marvels and more await you. I am Impresario Webley. You see before you waxwork representations of the famous and the infamous. Anybody here play chess?”

The Doctor put his hand up, but was ignored by Webley.

“Perhaps you, young man?” he asked Artie.

Elise patted her father on the back, her own silent way of comforting him left over from the days when she didn’t speak.

“Actually, I'm in my school chess club,” Artie said.

“Ah. Follow me.”

In the room ahead sat a chess board. Something sat in a chair covered by a satin sheet.

“Now, let demonstrate to you all the wonder of the age, the miracle of modernity. We defeated them all a thousand years ago, but now he's back, to destroy you. Behold, the enemy!” Webley pulled the sheet off and there sat a Cyberman.

Elise gasped and backed up into her father and Clara.

“Cyberman! Get down!” the Doctor yelled. He pulled everyone down to the floor with him. He could feel Elise next to him, trying not to shake.

“No need to panic, my young friends. We all know there are no more living Cybermen,” Webley told them.

They stood up and the Doctor started to sonic the Cyberman.

Elise kept her distance. She didn’t trust this.

“What you are seeing is a miracle. The six hundred and ninety ninth wonder of the universe, as displayed before the Imperial court, and only here to destroy you at chess. Careful now. An empty shell, and yet it moves. How?”

Angie scoffed. “Magic.”

“That might well be, young lady, but a single penny wins you five Imperial shillings if you can beat this empty shell at chess.”

“I haven't got a penny, but I've got a sandwich,” Artie told him.

“All right, take a seat. It is free of all devices, and yet it has never been beaten. Would you like to make the first move, young man?”

The Cyberman and Artie started to play, while Webley munched on Artie’s sandwich. “If you can tell me how it works, I'll give you a silver penny.”

“I think you do it with mirrors?” Angie guessed.

“Hmm. Mirrors. Clever girl,” the Doctor said, “Elise? How about you?”

Elise smirked. It really was too easy. “Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.”

He snapped and approached the Cyberman. “Low tech. It's a puppet. Monofilament strings, which means the brains are in…” He opened a door in the Cyberman’s chair to reveal a small man inside.

“Hello,” the man said.

“Hello.”

“I'm the brains. Give us a hand.”

The Doctor helped the man out.

“They call me Porridge. Oh, it's good to be out of that box.”

“For you, Miss, an Imperial penny,” Webley said, producing one from behind Elise’s ear.

The Doctor half expected her to roll her eyes, but instead she smiled and gingerly took the penny from Webley. He knew the penny would end up in a box in her room where she kept all her trinkets from their travels.

They went back into Webley’s room.

“I have not one but three Cybermen in my collection,” he said, pulling a sheet off one of the exhibits.

The Doctor scanned it to make sure it wasn’t alive.

“Is that the King?” Angie asked as they walked by a wax figure.

“Emperor. Ludens Nimrod Kendrick, etc, etc, the forty first. Defender of Humanity, Imperator of known space,” Porridge told her.

“He looks a bit full of himself,” Clara commented.

“Don't say things like that about the Imperial family. You can end up on the run for the rest of your life.”

“They don't sound very nice,” Artie said.

“Go on. If the kids want to ride the Spacey Zoomer, then I can operate the gravity console.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Clara took pictures with her phone as Artie and Angie played around on the Spacey Zoomer.

The Doctor stood next to Elise, smiling.

“What?” she asked.

“Nothing. Just remembering when you were that age and everything fascinated you.”

“Smile! Say, Spacey Zoomer!” Clara told them.

“Look at us, Doctor. We're flying!” Artie yelled.

“Having a good time?” the Doctor asked.

Porridge turned off the ride and they floated back down.

“I think that was the most fun I've had in my whole life,” Artie said.

“It was…okay,” Angie said.

Elise could tell the young girl was trying to hide her excitement. She knew that because that’s what she did every minute of every day.

“Clara, I think outer space is actually very interesting.”

“Right. Wonderful day out, Doctor, but time to get the kids home,” Clara told him.

The Doctor was scanning the area. “Yeah. Er, no. Not actually ready to leave.”

“Why not?”

“I don't know. Reasons.”

“What reasons?”

“Insects. Funny insects. I should add them to my funny insect collection.”

“You collect funny insects?”

“Yeah, I'm starting to, right now.” He stood up and crossed over to Elise. He gave her a look and she dropped her mental barriers.

Something’s going on, he said.

I know. It’s probably the Cybermen, Elise confirmed.

Did you see them? You mean the things that remind me of the Cybermat? Yeah.

They went back to Webley’s room where Porridge helped the kids settle in.

“How long do we have to stay here?” Angie groaned.

“Not long. Have a nap. I'll wake you when we're ready to leave,” the Doctor told them.

“Comfy?” Porridge asked.

“Sleep well,” Clara whispered.

“Good night.”

The Doctor turned off the lights and left, with Clara, Porridge, and Elise following. He popped back into the room for a second to say, “Don't wander off. Now, I'm not just saying don't wander off, I mean it. Otherwise you'll wander off and the next thing you know, somebody's going to have to start rescuing somebody.”

“From what?” Angie asked.

“Nothing. Nobody needs rescuing from anything. Don't wander off. Sweet dreams.” He popped back out and Elise, Clara, and Porridge made their way back out into the amusement park.

“Was this really the biggest amusement park in the universe?” Clara asked Porridge.

“Yeah. Hedgewick bought the planet cheap. It'd been trashed in the Cyberwars.”

“Who were we fighting?”

“Cybermen. Technologically upgraded warriors. We couldn't win. Sometimes we fought to a draw, but then they'd upgrade themselves, fix their weaknesses and destroy us. It's hard to fight an enemy that uses your armies as spare parts.”

Elise hated the Cybermen, but not as much as she hated Daleks and Weeping Angels.

“You beat them, though. Beat them or you wouldn't be here. How?”

Porridge pointed to the sky. “Look up there. That corner of sky? What do you see?”

“Nothing. It's just black. No stars, no nothing.”

“It used to be the Tiberion Spiral Galaxy. A million star systems, a hundred million worlds, a billion trillion people. It's not there anymore. No more Tiberion Galaxy. No more Cybermen. It was effective.”

Elise saw Gallifrey burning in her mind. She could still hear the screams of her people.

The Doctor looked over at her. Her first body would have broken down at the mere mention of genocide, but this one just stood there with a blank look on her face.

“It's horrible,” Clara said.

“Yeah. I feel like a monster sometimes,” Porridge told her.

“Why?”

“Because instead of mourning a billion trillion dead people, I just feel sorry for the poor blighter who had to press the button and blow it all up.”

“Clara, did you tell Angie she could go to the barracks?” the Doctor asked, interrupting their conversation.

“You know I didn't…She hasn't.”

“She's just gone in there.”

“Come on.”

[likeshipsonthesea]

If you're doing prompts, 19 and 24 for nurseydex

for au mash up 19. Summer Camp AU and 24. Soulmate AU

okay so in this universe, as per any soulmate universe, soulmates are A Big Thing. the way that soulmates work–let’s have some fun here– when you touch your soulmate for the first time, they leave a color in the spot they touched you. it has to be skin-to-skin. this will become important later.

so in this world, since soulmates are such a big thing–almost everyone finds their soulmate, the only typical cases that don’t are people that die young or people who are aro, though there are platonic soulmates and poly and such, bc we’re inclusive here boyos– but because they’re so big and common and everything, there are a lot of industries around them

psychics and palm readers have specialized skills to tell you what your soulmate is like, bio-medical companies sell drugs that tell you how long it will be until you find your soulmate (sketchy, but people are desperate) and the weirdest one, imo, is the send-away summer camps for children to find their soulmates young.

yeah. weird.

there’s science to back it up, saying kids who kind their soulmates at younger ages live longer, healthier lives, and the matches between those soulmates is much stronger and, now, with the advent of social media, kid soulmate findings always go viral

so now onto our story; nursey’s parents all have very big work summers coming up (his parents are one of the few poly soulmates in the world, his dad is aro and platonically bonded to nursey’s mom and mama, who are v gay and v in love, and they all live together happily in a beautiful brownstone) so they ask him what he wants to do for the summer and he shows them the brochure for the Summer Soulmate Camp in the rural part of maine.

why did nursey choose this one? he’s a romantic and thinks the greenery is the perfect place to fall in love, it won’t be too hot for the summer, he can go swimming, and they have a hockey rink. it’s perfect.

(also, sidenote, i imagine he’s about ten or eleven here, dex is the same)

so though nursey’s parents are a little hesitant, they also want their son to be happy, so they buy him all the gear he’ll need, drive him up to maine, and kiss him goodbye on the first day of camp.

nursey takes to the camp immediately–the food isn’t great, very bland, but the people are so nice and there’s so much to do and he can’t wait to find friends, even if he doesn’t end up finding his soulmate. his roommate is a great guy–named chris, but goes by chowder– and he’s so enthusiastic and he tells nursey he plays goalie in hockey so when the day comes to join the hockey group on campus, they both head down to the rink, bouncing and excited.

this is, of course, where dex comes in.

dex, a sullen, tiny, perpetually frowning little dude gets matched up with nursey for d-man. despite nursey’s initial hesitation at such a little guy being a d-man, dex soon shows his worth by checking the opposing forward hard.

“will, buddy, we’re not checking in this league, okay?” the coach, a well-meaning woman with smile crinkles next to her eyes.

dex stares up at her. “if i’m not checking anyone why am i even here.”

there may or may not have been an expletive in there somewhere. we’re not going to mention it if you won’t.

and you might be wondering, “hey why is dex being such a dick” or maybe you’re just like “mm in character” (ur wrong but whatever) but here’s the story. these summer camps are usually reserved for people who have the money–there’s only so many spaces and aside from the soulmate thing, they still have a bunch of amenities and it’s for the whole summer. by all rights, dex shouldn’t be here.

but then last winter happened, and he fell down during hockey practice, and the doctor explained to the poindexters���little mama p standing tall, resolute, her husband holding onto her waist in support, dex’s older brother j, finally not wearing an asshole’s smirk– that dex was sick. badly.

and see, dex is fine. like, the chemo sucked and his hair falling out sucked and everyone looking at him like he’s a weak little useless fucking– it sucks. but that was months ago, and it’s sort of in remission now, and though the doctor says it’s probably going to come back and they’ll have to do another round of chemo– dex is fine okay. the buzzed hair doesn’t look too bad and he’s stronger now, he can play hockey again.

but the cancer scared his parents, and his extended family, and though they all believe in the natural meeting of your soulmate, they all silently agreed that dex didn’t have the time to wait. the only thing sadder than dying young was dying without a soulmate.

so they scrounged up the cash through all the branches of their family tree and sent dex to Summer Soulmate Camp, and now here he is, angry and isolated and ready to check any rich prep kid that looks at him funny on the ice.

as you can imagine, nursey and dex don’t get along well at the start.

dex isn’t much into soulmates and doesn’t keep his opinion to himself, and nursey is so wholeheartedly romantic that he can’t imagine not thinking about your soulmate every day. “they’re the one person who can make you the best you can be,” nursey says, one day after practice, and dex scoffs.

“if you’re not good enough on your own, how the hell is your soulmate being chained to you gonna make it any better?”

they also argue about money things, but mostly brand names that dex doesn’t know, or international trips nursey doesn’t realize is a luxury. to be fair, none of the other kids know this either–nursey at least tries to listen

(he’s too young, really, to understand how his blackness has affected him in a similar, possibly more visible way. later on, he’ll read books about slaves “given permission” to marry their soulmates from masters, the interracial couples that ended in mobs driving the black man out of town–or worse– and the history of black soulmates being restricted and demeaned and made to feel less than. now, now he only notices being the only mixed boy in the room some of the time. now, at least, is a calm before the bliss is broken.)

but the thing that comes along with all of nursey and dex’s arguments is that they come to know each other better than anyone else at the camp. even chowder, who tags along with them all the time when he isn’t following after the girls’ volleyball team (he hasn’t touched farmer yet, so he can’t know, but he really likes her smile and she’s the best at doing handstands), even he doesn’t know how nursey feels about books the way dex does, after the late-night talk around the bonfire when nursey got rambly and giddy and dex just.. listened

and it takes a while before dex talks about the cancer. back home, everyone knows, but here he could pretend. nursey doesn’t tell everyone–dex almost expected that he would, but that was more on him than nursey– but he listens and nods and doesn’t pity dex, respects him maybe, cares, but no pity.

and that night, sitting on the end of the dock in a rare unsupervised moment, nursey nearly reaches out to hold dex’s hand in comfort, and dex nearly hugs nursey when he says, “fuck cancer” in the most emphatic, simple, comprehending way dex has ever heard, but neither does. they’ve learned, in this culture, the importance of touch, and both boys are too scared to find out, to break that last barrier. this could be enough. this should be enough.

the rest of the summer is spent in a haze of friendships and salt water and trees and scraped knees and laughter, and all of them swear that they’re gonna text, call, facetime, whatever. they’re going to keep this up. they’re going to be friends forever

they’re not allowed phones at the camp, so they write down each other’s numbers– just dex’s, actually, because he’s the only one who can remember his home phone number– and nursey and chowder swear to call when they get home and give dex their number (chowder also has farmer’s number, now, and her mark–smudgy and bluish purple on his shoulder from where she tackled him trying to spike the ball in a game on the beach last week. his, teal, is on her palm almost in the shape of a heart)

on the day of pick up, dex’s family shows up first–closer– and he and nursey are forced to say goodbye. “i guess this is it,” dex says, hefting his duffle bag strap onto his shoulder.

“no it’s not,” nursey insists. “i’ll call you. i will.”

“yeah right,” dex says, but he’s smiling anyway, and something about the moment–two boys, from such different worlds, somehow so similar in all the important ways, stand in front of each other, having never touched but knowing every little thing– something about the moment makes it so, suddenly, being soulmates doesn’t matter.

they’re friends. no matter what their colors say, that can be the most profound relationship they ever have.

“see you, nursey,” dex says, impulsive, and reaches his arms up to hug nursey close. nursey, startled, wraps his arms around dex. the hug is so unexpected, so quick, that neither of them feels dex’s forearm brush against nursey’s neck, neither of them notice the spread of green–on dex’s arm– or orange– nursey’s neck

later, after dex’s dad pulls in the driveway of their house, dex shoves open the door he’d slumped against when he got in the car and absentmindedly goes to wipe off the mossy-green stuff on his arm only to see it and freak

nursey, since his is behind his head, isn’t the one to notice his mark. it’s only when he’s going up the stairs in front of his mama that she yells something about “papito why didn’t you tell us you found your soulmate?” and nursey drops all of his bags and races up the stairs to the bathroom to try to use a hand mirror and the bathroom vanity to see the sunset dex left on his neck

but here’s the drama, right, nursey goes for his bag to find dex’s number and call–and he can’t find the paper it was written on. he scours his stuff to no avail. his parents call the summer camp, but they legally can’t give out information, and nursey doesn’t know the name of dex’s town and– you get where i’m going. they can’t find each other. they lose touch.

and both boy wonders what could have been, dex wonders why nursey didn’t call (probably develops a complex, whatever) and nursey wonders why dex never tried to look him up, and nursey hopes that dex’s cancer didn’t come back and dex hopes that nursey is still the romantic he’s always been, but they don’t see each other for another seven years.

what happens then? well, these hockey nerds go to take a tour of this cool college called samwell and, well. the rest i’m sure you can figure out from there.

(excerpt from the aftermath; a frequent fight

“i can’t believe you lost my number”

“i can’t believe you gave me a mark i can’t even see”

“i can’t believe you wanted to go to a summer camp to find your soulmate when you were ten”

“i can’t believe you didn’t–”

“nursey, dex, please can we just pick a place to eat and go?” poor baby chow

boys; “well, i had cancer, so i think i should get to pick–” “hey, you can’t pull the cancer card every time you want to eat at the grill, it’s not fair!” “i lost my hair, derek!” “so? you shave it all the damn time–”

chowder’s stomach rumbles. he texts chowder frowny faces and she sends back a cry-laugh and a wink. he gets no sympathy for his plight.)

[blogging-phelddagrif]

EDH Deck Tech: Phenax, God of Mill

[you can see every deck tech here]

Hello & welcome to this weekly deck tech! This week it’s time to talk about EDH with a very fun deck that has some fans all around the world: Mill.

Personally I think the best general for the Mill archetype is Phenax, God of Deception, though I know there’s some strong supporters for other generals; we’ll see over the article why I think this is the best option. First of all I just want to say that playing Mill is a whole experience in itself and is super fun, so if you’re looking for something different and exciting, look no further! Also, this deck is relatively cheap while still being quite competitive, like a quick build I made sits at around 250$ but you can easily get it for cheaper. In any case, let’s get right into it!

the First Combo

Let’s get it right out of the way, this deck is in part a combo deck. You have a total of 3 combos that can win you the game on the spot, THREE COMBOS. They are all really easy to assemble and the individual cards work wonders on their own. Let’s take this first one for example; Eater of the Dead paired with Phenax usually let’s you mill you opponent’s entire deck. Basically you tap Eater of the Dead to mill your opponent for 4, then exile a creature from a graveyard to untap it, then repeat. Unless you’re playing against a pure control deck, odds are that there will always be a creature in a graveyard for you to exile!

the Second Combo

Here’s our second very fun combo! How it works is that you’ll activate Duskmantle Guildmage’s ability, making so that if ANY card goes to an opponent graveyards’ from ANYWHERE that player loses 1 life; with Mindcrank, if any player loses life they mill themselves. This creates a loop that will only end when every opponent is dead. It’s a super cheap combo that works wonders!

the Third Combo

And here is our last combo, which actually sees play in Legacy! First of all, Leyline of the Void makes so that if any card would go to an opponent’s graveyard, it’s exiled instead (now be careful because this shuts down your 2 other combos, so only use this if you have the whole thing assembled). Helm of Obedience let’s you pay X and tap it to mill an opponent until they’ve milled X cards or 1 creature card, if they do mill a creature you sacrifice Helm of Obedience and put that creature into play under your control. You don’t care about the last part, what’s interesting is the wording, they have to mill themselves UNTIL they put X cards into their graveyard, which will never happen since the cards are exiled by Leyline of the Void instead, so you basically pay 1 and mill their entire deck!

I Like Big Butts

Now we’re getting into the core of the deck, you want to mill and you want cards that go well with Phenax, so with high toughness. To have a nice curve you’ll want those cards to be between 1 & 3cmc and if those cards have Defender, this will make your Doorkeeper very deadly. I’d recommend running cards like Hedron Crab, Fog Bank, Kaijin of the Vanishing Touch, Manic Scribe, Minamo Scrollkeeper, Murmuring Phantasm, Vertigo Spawn, Wall of Deceit, Wall of Kelp, Wall of Souls, Wall of Tears, Drift of Phantasm, Geist of the Archives, Glacial Wall, Hover Barrier, Monastery Flock, Riddlekeeper, Wall of Air, Wall of Frost & Wall of Water. You want to build yourself a huge board of walls to protect yourself from any threats, and use them to mill your opponents by big chunks with Phenax’s ability.

Mill Mill Mill

Just straight up milling! You need to play some spells that just mill your opponent to speed up the process. I’m talking about cards like Broken Ambitions, Dream Twist, Increased Confusion, Shared Trauma, Thought Scour, Tome Scour, Brain Freeze, Compelling Argument, Fascination, Glimpse the Unthinkable, Mind Grind, Mind Sculpt, Winds of Rebuke, Psychic Drain, Mind Funeral, Pilfered Plans, Psychic Strike, Dreadwaters, Grisly Spectacle, Startled Awake, Archive Trap, Psychic Spiral & Traumatize. These cards will let you do things like counter some spells, kill some creatures & etc. all while milling your opponent, on top of your creatures already doing that!

Keep the Mill Going

The last cards are mostly single use only, which is one of the flaw of Mill decks, now your creatures can mill turn after turn, but if Phenax gets dealt with you’re in trouble. To fix that you need cards that let you mill over & over again, so cards like Grindstone, Grindclock, Mesmeric Orb, Millstone, Curse of the Bloody Tome, Sands of Delirium, Keening Stone, Fraying Sanity & Memory Erosion. These cards really help smooth things up.

Threats

Every EDH deck needs so high end threats and this deck is no different. Even though your plans is to combo off, it’s always good to have a back up plan, especially if your opponents find a way to get hexproof. There’s a few big creatures that can help you deal with that sort of things. Cards like Ludevic’s Test Subject, Thing in the Ice, Consuming Aberration, Nemesis of Reason & Fleet Swallower can really help close off a game.

Value & Stuff

I don’t think these cards warrant a whole category for themselves, but there are a few good cards that fit nicely in the deck, like Ashiok Nightmare Weaver & Jace Memory Adept as far as planeswalkers go, they really help your plan and offer some nice value. Cards like Bloodchief’s Ascencion, Profane Memento, Planar Void (which doesn’t work exactly like Leyline of the Void since the card does go to the graveyard before being exiled, but can still be good against decks that rely on their graveyard heavily) & Altar of the Brood. 

Wrap-Up

That’s it for this week! I hope you guys enjoyed this deck tech as much as I did! This deck is really fun and very “out-of-the-box” so if you’re looking for something different to play this deck might be for you! If you skim on the mana base and the Helm+Leyline combo the deck is actually really cheap so that’s also a plus! In any case, if I missed anything please let me know. I’ll see you guys next week for a Standard deck tech!

[costazachary1994]

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Getting Back With Ex Husband After 10 Years

[nuzblog]

November 9th and 10th, 2017

Alright, well. Looks like I'm going through Diglett Tunnel anyway - Flash is on the other end of it. Fortunately, I have caught 10 Pokemon, so it is actually accessible to me, unlike the ItemFinder. However... I do have a Pro Strat for the Diglett Tunnel! Namely, I'll pull Horus back out of the PC for Whirlwind to avoid battles! I do that thing, acquire Flash (which I teach to Mick, the Voltorb I don't intend to use on my team), go ahead and heal freely at home, and head back. Oh, I do also grab the convenient cut-barriered items such as Dream Eater while I'm over here on this end of Kanto.

It's a short hike back to Rock Tunnel, which I don't think will be too hard, I leave Minos in the PC so that I can hold onto my flasher (since he's highest leveled), and I'm on the way, pretty uneventfu OH FUCK ME.

Ladies and gentlemen and assorted other folks and ladies again just to be safe, I have for you some awfully bad news. A Level 25 trainer's Slowpoke in the Rock Tunnel has caused the first true party death of the run (i.e. not a Pokemon I had just added to the team to start grinding it). Maneki, who has of course already eaten my only ever TMs for Water Gun and, more tragically, Thunderbolt... has bit the big one. Kicked the bucket. Singin' with the choir invisible - he's an ex-Meowth, if you're catching what I'm tossing.

I release him on the other side of Rock Tunnel, which has no items in it for some reason. You'd think a dark tunnel would be the exact place people would lose stuff. I decide to start training up Moschops. In all fairness, it's not the most tragic - Moschops does give me better type coverage than Maneki did.

On Route 8, I encounter a Sandshrew - a duplicate. And then... oh jeez. It's a Meowth. It hurts to look at - too sad. I murder it. (Actually Moschops just accidentally critted it. Not that I could have goten another Meowth WITH THUNDERBOLT. ;_;)

Skipping over Lavender Town for now, I head through the underground path to Celadon. On Route 7, I cross my fingers for a Vulpix... and then I remember, oh wait. I used my last ball on Moschops and never actually bought more!!! So, I head for Celadon. Time for Supermarket Sweep!

First, I pick up the HM for Fly and teach it to Lanius. From now on, the run is gonna be WAY EASIER. I can just fly home anytime I'm really hurtin' for a healin'. Which... I guess would just be... hurtin'?

Then I go to the Department Store. I buy Great Balls, I buy a Leaf Stone for once I have Penthes' moveset how I want, I buy the TM for Submission so that Moschops has a fighting type move (Karate Chop is Normal in Gen 1 and Machop doesn't learn Low Kick (which is itself of pretty variable usefulness) until Level 20! What the heck!). I grab the TM for Counter from the guy at the counter, I head to the roof and give a little girl some water, soda pop and lemonade for Ice Beam (which goes right onto Minos), Tri Attack (which goes right into the PC) and Rock Slide (which I teach to Moschops to fill out his coverage a little more).

It's also worth giving some though to the idea of catching a Pokemon in Celadon City. Most cities have either a single gift Pokemon or a single body of water, or a trade or something... but Celadon has OPTIONS. Discounting the bodies of water that I could just get the same stuff from wherever, I can either grab the free Eevee OR I could try to get lucky at the slots to collect a prize Pokemon. Discounting the kinda weaksauce options, I could try for an Abra (powerful psychic types are very good to have in Gen 1!), a Pinsir (to replace Xuth as my bug type?) a Dratini (cause no way in hell am I getting one from the Safari Zone, lol), or a Porygon (oooooh a Porygon would be so nice, I love Porygon...) I'm as yet undecided, and I think I'd like to get some feedback from my readers before choosing. Eevee feels like the boring choice, but Jolteon with Pin Missile is optimal for Sabrina, who I have no other real counters for... Dragonite and Ala- well, KADABRA I guess, would be great heavy hitters to add to the team... Pinsir and Porygon would be kind of personal choices for because I love them, but maybe Gen 1 has some weird stuff about them I don't know about that makes them broken in their own fun way too?

Anyway. Now that I have balls (haha jokes) I head for Route 7 again. I run into a Pidgey, and then a Bellsprout, and then a Pidgey, and then a Vulpix, yay!! I name it Kitan.

I feed a beverage to a guard. Glug glug- gulp. Now I can access Saffron City! Not that I can DO anything there yet. If memory serves, once I chase Team Rocket out of their Game Corner Hideout and Lavender Tower, I'll be able to go into Silph Co. and the gyms in Saffron and so forth?

I send Minos to the PC again, since he's gonna be weak to Eirika anyway, and start training Kitan for her fire type.

Whoops. Then Kitan died. Looks like Eirika's gonna be a touch tougher than I wanted. Xuth and Lanius are gonna have to carry me through that gym. I might just do the Rocket Hideout first? Dunno. Oh, I guess Ice Beam on Minos would be a good last resort...

I check around to make sure I haven't missed any spots I could be catching stuff, and then remember the cycling road exists. And then remember the bicycle exists. And then remember that I never actually got the dang thing. So I go do that, and then I stopped playing on the night of the 10th because I had become a bicycle myself!

In that I was...

Two tired. B)

[meditationadvise]

Being Proactive: 9 Spiritual Practices for Success

Most people spend their lives responding to their past or worrying about their future. Thousands of hrs of important energy and time is thrown away on criticizing others, or their life's situations for their current degree of happiness as well as success. There's one point that successful individuals do, as the famous writer, Stephen Covey as soon as said, that others do not - take full obligation for their lives first, adhered to by taking proactive steps towards change.

Choice

As long as we wish to pin the blame on another thing, or someone else, our lives do not simply "occur." We each encounter a different set of relatively insurmountable barriers, however whether we are doing it purposely or otherwise, we choose success. We select failure. We choose confidence, or ambivalence. We decide to quit and also let life beat us down, or we choose instead to take an additional action in a favorable direction.

Are You Reactive or Proactive?

Being 'response-able' indicates seeing points as they really are, as well as not as we want they might be. One could want they had a different childhood, that the social as well as economic having fun areas were different, that they really did not face a health and wellness challenge, or that their circle of good friends acted differently compared to they do, however we have no control over just what's out there. Exactly what we have total control over is our RESPONSE to each moment. We may not have the ability to transform the public debt, or terrorism, or the weather, but we can take significant steps at altering something we have a larger influence over - ourselves.

To be responsible is to be able to see points plainly, then to act - not to remain in a fairy tale bubble longing for modification, yet to create it ourselves. Rather of stating, "I can not," or "if just," Responsible individuals make it their life's objective to state "I can," even if it is just a tiny step in the best instructions every day.

Instead of imitating a Pavlovian dog - frequently responding to a stimulation, we could pick, mindfully, our response.

“I am persuaded that an important stage of human thought will certainly have been reached when the physiological as well as the psychological, the purpose as well as the subjective, are actually joined, when the torturing problems or contradictions between my consciousness and my body are discarded.”

A responsive mind aims to keep us risk-free as well as alive, but it doesn't actually leave area for a mindful reaction which results in balance as well as wholeness.

Proactivity as a Keystone of Spiritual Growth

Just being "energetic" isn't really proactivity. That's simply organisation. Being positive begins with a clear and also mindful mind. When we are clear in our minds and hearts, we do not drop into a repetitious or automated collection of responses or practices. We don't push our mindful objectives or needs aside with automatic reasoning. We live purposely. We live deliberately. We live with the real liberty marked by an escape from incorrect self-expression.

The only means from removaling from reactive thoughts like, "I need to do this," or "There's nothing else method," or "I will not" to "I can," or "I favor," or "It is possible," is with understanding and choice.

Unhealthy, reactive or even subconscious patterns could be changed, but it needs a dive into the spiritual self.

We typically aren't all remarkable at everything. We each have our own strengths as well as presents. Proactive people focus on just what they are excellent at, and approve just what isn't their strong suit. They have goals, however never without a plan. Otherwise they are simply dreams. A plan does not work, without real, mindful self-awareness.

Moving from the Responsive State to the Positive State

“What you are is exactly what you have actually been as well as what you will certainly be is just what you do now.”

Whether you recognize it or not, concerning 95% of your actions and ideas are repeated. Researchers have really performed research studies to confirm this, but it does not take lengthy to learn for ourselves that a lot of our reasoning is deeply formed if we simply sit and also observe our thoughts.

There belongs of us that lives as well as fully linked to Resource, which doesn't thrive on repetition. It needs the fullness of aware, proactive idea to thrive.

Our fate might truly be explained as our most frequently held ideas and also beliefs. It could be altered in a split second - that is, if we could only change our minds. This is because out ideas cause our activities, which build our character.

Every time you respond to a circumstance, the scenario or person is in control of you. When you choose instead to be positive, when you prefer to respond, you have actually broken an old practice of reaction which is actually bound in worry, hurt, wonder about, and so on. We are normally caused right into responsive thinking, yet we could react to difficulties by staying mindful.

This means we have to transform our thoughts. Initially we must familiarize reactive, self-defeating patterns. We can actively function to change them. The even more self-aware we come to be, the less reactive we will certainly be.

“Change your thoughts and also you transform your world.”

Following are nine methods to transform the reactive cycle as well as come to be a lot more aggressive:

Every thought you think is already an affirmation. You are just "affirming" your fact. Does what you are believing right currently actually "verify" exactly what you desire to see in your life? If not, replace those thoughts with even more positive thoughts. Make them a concept if you need to, and also replace the negative thoughts with even more conscious, uplifting thought.

Full Stop your panic assault, stress and anxiety, as well as rumination about just how life has actually done you incorrect. Rather concentrate on what has gone right and just how you could help "best" happen again.

Count your blessings. If you have to quit a psychological lockdown on just how you've been wronged, get our a notepad as well as compose: I could breathe. I can rest right here and also read this short article. I contend least one buddy. I have the power to change my life. Make a note of everything you are grateful for and also do it every day.

Stand up - literally to trying circumstances. When we feel beat, we slouch. We shrink. We actually diminish into our bodies. Rather, stand solid and also powerful even when life appears ahead at you from all sides. This changes your breathe. It changes your body chemistry, and enables more clear believing to prevail.

Be like a child. Little kids barely remain mad for greater than 5 minutes also after a surging tantrum or battle with their closest good friend. They quit their feelings, then play. Follow this impeccable example.

Eat, step as well as sing. Staying fit literally aids you remain healthy mentally.

Practice psychic health. If others around you are frequently reacting to their scenarios or choose not to take duty, make it a routine to range on your own, and intently focus on remaining mindful. Vigilantly safeguard your ideas and consequently, your actions.

If you can not alter the globe. Modification yourself.

Meditate