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fumikomiyasaki · 8 months ago
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Oc Families part 2
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Part 1
Content warning for some abusive parents here... also gore and violence mentions on Rachels parents, Focusing on main dorms for now, Emmas mother I drew for the story, others are dead or other reasons I didn't show them.
Jade and Ophelia Von Loketon (Rubinas Parents)
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Jade being a strict opera actor who is quite harsh to his daughters as well as demanding… to him they are not worth if they don't keep up the family legacy as well as he often threw cans if them if they denied his demands. Ophelia meanwhile made sure both Rubina and Saphirra looked at their best and mixed manipulation with compation…. she is also the one who suggested the arranged marriage thing… as well as she is the reason they both had the Tori blood. She was a Famous Romance movie actress but retired so she lives her dreams through her daughters
Opalon Grey (Rubinas Uncle)
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Opalon Grey is a single man, Dectective at work and the only reason Rubina is still sane really... he often showed her around cases and gave her some normalcy in her life... she one day wants to be like him. And well her Sister Saphirra I mentioned at a former post before
Yui and Tadano Chunya (Pekos Parents)
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Pekos proud parents who often support her merch concerts and are her biggest fans in general… they may spoil their daughter and often shelter her a lot from things but they mean very well… Yui is ignoring questions about that time her cells were stolen by a lab but if she were to meet Bolt she probably would accept him like a son, but her blue eyes are the reason why he has them too. Yui works in a clothing store while Tadano works in construction… Technically Yui could also be classified as Bolts mother cause from her cells he was created.
Suzy (Gregories former Caretaker)
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A Jolly friendly woman who was the reason Greg grew up pretty happy and fine... after his parents left him on the streets Suzy found him and took him in, however one day he was forcefully taken away from her for Experiments... he hasn't met her again since then however among the teachers Miss Fumiko often reminds him of her.
Felicia and Yula Nerington (Tylers Family)
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Felicia is Tylers biological mom while his dad is alive but divorced her cause of losing interest in her, so Felicia instead got married to Yula... a sickly but sweet woman that is the main reason why Tyler started with Sewing and making clothes... they both are very sweet and supportive of him but know he pushes himself too much for them.
Terry and Troy Nerington (Little Brothers)
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Little gremlins, one hyper, the other a bit more held back but often repeats what his brother said... both have a faible for bugs and love collecting them-
Clive and Anjun Fuchsia (Rachels parents)
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The Fuchsias married not for love but for Benefit... they were both keeping the lineage of this horrid family resulting in Rachel... Clive is a cannibalistic Yokai while Anjun is moreso eating souls... making them a duo to lure people into their palms and ruin lives... almost wiping out a whole village in their schemes... they are a business partners living in the mountains among a shrine... teaching their daughter to continue their morbid practise.
King Domenic and Queen Nephenee Ravenor (Gabrielle and Tesadelles parents)
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The Royal King and Queen were beloved by the kingdom however the Queen wanted to make sure her daughters are proper ladies... things went different as Gabrielle had more intrest in sparring with her father and grew more and more a good warrior like him... and so her focus shifted on Tesadelle after Gabrielle proven she won't agree to an arranged marriage in a duel... They mean well but Nephenee is a bit too demanding of her kids as well as just wanted to continue the monarchy tradtion of the kindom while the king wanted to more let his daughters have fun.
Eldwin Ravenor (cousin)
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In a universe where Gabrielle and Tesadelle have partners away from the kingdom, probably both of the sisters actually go with their partner… then who will be there to rule the Grimstone kingdom… another cousin who could manage the throne for them… he often was seen like a Twin brother to Gabrielle even if they are not brother and sister… Eldwin is a strong determined man in a similar age that Gabrielle who would make sure be to be a vigillant king.
Puretia and Fernand von Yltan (Andrews Parents)
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Birthparents and Merchant aristocrats doing backdoor Deals to whipe out smaller Noblehouse, manipulating people around them for their gain. They are the sole Reason Louis family is gone... as well as see their many sons just as a supply... to at least keep one heir alive and loyal to them to take over.
Anslie and Huxley Renous (Aidens Parents)
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Both from a rich family… however only those who could fight their way to their praise and authority were worthy… Aiden was the black sheep so… he foten had his mom yelling at him and his dad looking down at him in dissapointment… his Mom also often had the most insane ideas to push her children to the limit of sucess… hence everyone in the family wears suits cause she wanted them to become sucessfull and look clean.
Alfie, Ethan and Hunter Renous (Aidens Brothers)
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Cruel towards Aiden since childhood… Hunters scar is from a fight he and Aiden had… Alfie always made sure to expose him when he did his stuff with his bad friend, Ethan was always like: "nobody will ever love you." Hunter was actually the least mean to him but still very judgemental but… he might be the most that still is regretting some stuff.
Daitan and Chitose Chealean (Media's parents)
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Daitan was formerly a shinto priest who took his work very seriously while Chitose was supportive… at first they hoped Eleafy would grow up to be a good sucessor to their dad but after the kidnapping both grew paranoid and overprotective of Media… yet still they wanted Media to continue the work however Daitan was more understanding… stepped down one day from his job and let Media stop the Priest work cause he never really felt it… Chitose was less understanding of that choice of her husband and son but still wanted to support them… it however still leads sometimes to arguments between them.
As Media brought Aiden home Chitose also was Highly against adopting him but got sway by Daitan with the argument of "With our Original child we would have had two to take care of anyways… let him stay… he seems like we could get him on a better path in life… like we did with many in the past"
If it wasn't for Media his parents could have ended in the cult Ronnie had and Eleafy would have no chance of coming back… but i would see… the day Eleafy returns… Chitoses cold heart and paranoia would finally melt… and she will be much more loving again. Daitan is gentle and proud of his son Media though… he is the one calming his wife each time.
Osamu and Noboyuki Brawzer: (Teneras parents)
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Noboyuki was a single dad for a while but after finally leaving the temple with Tenera he met Osamu, a former Samurai who been hurt too much in his life and just needed a gentle soul to guide him, which Noboyuki did well… the two went from close friends that care about another to lovers and Tenera herself also had the hope to find such a love without judging where someone came from on how they look as long as they love is real.
Noboyuki is 6800 years old at this point while Osamu is… technically a 2100 old being part of a species that lives long but not as long as his lover
Theodore Albright (Sindrens Dad)
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Sucessfull business owner and famous among the Media, mister Albright hid from his daughter that his wife and her brother moved away after the scandals and instead told SIndren they died to protect his own shame... he does make his role as her dad well and does spoil her but... has it hard to face his problems
Fernando and Isadora Cenov (Mythras Parents)
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They actually both got Mythra very young so they also still look much younger for being Parents… but also they keep their beauty well… Fernando is a passionate dancer, especially good at tango while Isadora excels more at Hip hop and also wishes once they got more money she can get more nicer clothing.
Urania and Galos Ferres ( Tarons parents):
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Urania is an Alien and Galos a Fairy… resulting in the combo Taron is… they are the ones who build the space station and Urania similar to her brother unosis often makes small shows on the station… Taron hid from them about thier old mistakes about the past to not make them worry or dissapoint them… however they do know something bothers them… they are supportive and only want the best hoping they take over the station one day. (Bearbeitet)
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fumisdemonicrealm · 1 year ago
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OC Teeth and tongue references
Before you ask about Rachel, this teeth is actually her Yokai from... which also has inner teeth but yeah
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hourglassstationacademy · 2 years ago
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Falciette Story Chapter 6
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You were headed back to the Tetravania dorm as a familiar face met you in the courtyard… the same two split colored hair… this jester look… no doubt it was Ronnie again… the same boy who offered a deal for you as Rachel's overblot drew near. 
"All alone today? No little magic book and no Dove lady?" 
He seemed almost a little more teasing than last time. 
"You don't have to answer… I just wonder… those stones you got after each of these "visits" of yours to the other dorms… I know about them… how the last 3 dorms you been to hail you as a big hero
… quite the expectations I would not want if I were you. Those stones however are something interesting… I hope that you take care of them." 
Before he walked off he turned around with a slight grin.
“And don’t think that Fox lady is out and you are safe… I am sure given how her family is… she probably seeks revenge on you…”
He laughed slightly before leaving again… being vague as usual. 
Something was odd about him… you had his words still ringing in your mind as you returned to your room and found Rouge sitting on the bed. 
"Finally you are back, amateur… Tell me about the dorm you've been to for now." 
You summed up all the Rouge missed and told them about the Dorm. 
"I see… Nakamura also told me a little that it's the dorm with the most legacy and that he did train the dorm leader and Vice leader himself. " 
Rouge floated to the table and layed down. 
"I also have something to share… I recovered…. Some of my memories…"
You nodded and sat down near the desk to listen. 
"I was… also a human before…Nakamura lost his brothers to a certain group that collected the so-called children of darkness and put these crystals on the like Gregory has… they had sent out 5 'Servants' to watch over 5 men who were Nakamura's brothers… I was also tasked to serve one of them… however Nakamura only remembered 4 of them and met them cause…. I was turned into this book by Ensio… the brother I overwatched. And since then… I can't get out of this book form… "
Although Rouge as a book didn't really have a face you could notice they were saddened… and worried… 
"He told me they haven't found a cure yet but they are researching turning me back into a human…  till then I will stay at your side, Amateur.." 
You nodded and then slowly pulled a blanket over yourself trying to sleep and take in all the information you gathered. 
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lamaisongaga · 6 months ago
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FASHION CREDITS: JAZZ & PIANO SHOW 4.0 PART II
Due to the first part being a tad too long, here is the second part of the fourth leg of Lady Gaga's Jazz & Piano residency stage looks styled by Tom Eerebout and Sandra Amador!
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For June 30th, Lady Gaga brought out her bespoke Adrián Manceras silver crystal and intricate chain fringe mini dress which she debuted in Vegas back in February!
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She‘s donning the white showgirl-inspired headdress with turkey feathers and Swarovski crystals by Arturo Rios!
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Of course, she can't miss out on her custom pair of Laruicci crystal statement earrings...
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...and her favorite Jimmy Choo metallic silver Anouk stiletto pumps.
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The same night, Lady Gaga left tongues wagging as she entered the stage in a bespoke Michael Costello fuchsia pleated cape gown with bejeweled neck and matching belt.
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One of her headpieces is the Astrea black crinoline birdcage mask with bow on top (£1,500) by London-based Turkish milliner Merve Bayindir.
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The penultimate show, which took place on July 5th, saw Lady Gaga taking over the stage in a custom Michael Costello x Mother Plucker Feather Company red crystallized and plummeted V-neck silk caftan with bejeweled waist.
It was topped off with a custom Haus of Gaga red crystal-embellished domed headband.
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My favorite look of the night was this dreamy turquoise-colored total sequin on tulle column dress from Alberta Ferretti's Resort 2024 collection which the Haus of Gaga customized by adding plush black velvet puff sleeves.
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This look was completed with the Carrie Jenkinson Millinery Spring/Summer 2024 Valencia exploding feather fascinator (£579),…
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...silver-tone mixed crystal flower linear drop earrings by I.N.C. International Concepts exclusively sold at Macy’s,...
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… and the Cornelia James Melissa opera-length black velvet gloves (£160).
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So grateful to finally introduce designer Pamella Roland to you!
Gaga chose her Pre-Fall 2024 silver sequined tulle cape gown with starburst embroidery ($5,995) which she got customized with grey ostrich feathers at the hem.
Roland’s Pre-Fall 2024 collection is a mesmerizing homage to "the timeless allure of Dutch floral still life paintings of the 17th century by such masters as Jan Bruegal the Elder & Rachel Ruysch. This season transforms into a canvas where light, shadow, and perspective dance harmoniously, echoing the captivating essence of those masterpieces. Pre-Fall’s, asymmetrical compositions and an enigmatic mood weave their way into the collection’s silhouettes, unveiling sculptural gowns adorned with cascading ruffles and sleeves that evoke the opulent abundance found in floral arrangements."
Her vintage 1993 Jose & Maria Barrera crystal necklace completed the look.
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gaynfl · 5 months ago
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(((I remember that the last time I sent you on of these, it was the beginning of May and now here were are at the last day of July sooooo...!!)))
✨🌈Good News!!🌈✨
-My siblings and I grew up listening to lots of 90's & early 2000s country music, which includes one of the all time greats, Mr. Alan Jackson!! Anyway, he recently announced that he's gonna go on one FINAL tour before retiring from Tour Life so OF COURSE I HAD to get tickets for the three of us to go see him in concert!!! He's not performing in our state but...!! We are gonna have such a fun lil' sibling roadtrip to get to the neighboring state that he is performing in 🤩🔥💯💞
-Recently, I bought myself the Barbie version of Monopoly!! 💖🛼🎲🏠
-I also saw this SICK light up Razor scooter and was like, "Well, why not?!" and so I decided to get it!! I've been busy and have yet to assemble her, but just know that she's silver & fuchsia and has a LOT of lights!!
-Last Friday (July 26th) when I was getting ready to leave work and go home, I discovered that my car had a flat tire!! 😩😭👎🏻 However, I called my Aunt who has a portable air compressor and she came to assist me!! She then drove behind me to make sure that I was gonna make it out to my car guy and I did!! :D
-On top of that, the car guy was able to find the nail in said tire and repaired it all in the same day, even though he was busy and mine was an unscheduled drop off!! 🙌🏻🤩💯🔥💗
-Julian Edelman's podcast, Games with Names, always releases new episodes on Tuesdays. Well on Tuesday, July 2nd, Julian and his production team released a special Q & A episode, where they listened to various voicemails left by fans of the show. You already know that I have called their hotline to ask a bunch of short, random questions!! ❤️💛💙
-One of the questions I asked was if he (Julian) thinks that he will ever make movies & shows with Rob (Gronkowski) now that they are both officially retired. I never ever thought that they would pick one of my goofy ass questions BUT THEY DID and that's the one they choose!!! 😱🤯😳🫡🤩🥳💓
-So!! That was very cool and because I didn't say my name, they identified me as an "Acting Coach", which made me chuckle <3 Also!! As soon as my question got done playing, Julian IMMEDIATELY answered, "Well, I sure hope so!" before saying a little more about how much he loves & wants to do more projects with Rob. 🥺🥹😭🤧🥰
-Now, on a completely different note: I've been pushing myself out of my comfort zone with my writing lately, which is great because it's good to explore different aspects of storytelling!! My format/structure has basically stayed the same, but I've decided to try different perspectives and get more into other areas that are just as exciting to me what some of my old faithfuls have been!!!
-And finally, last but not least: Tom (Brady)'s 47th birthday is this Saturday, August 3rd!!! ♌🦁 It's gonna be fun to see what kinds of things people post about him, especially after all of the things he's been through this summer (the roast, his Patriots Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony, etc.). 👀🎉🎂🎇🎁🎈🎊🎆
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Alright!! That's all for right now ☺️💜
I hope that this message along with the others have lifted your spirits a little and that you find at least one thing to be happy about on August 2nd. (: 🫂🌻💞
rachel next time you do this can you PLEASE tell me how long it takes you to do all of the colors this is so impressive every time
also my car ALSO has some tire issues it's so frustrating i need to get mine fixed s;lakjdf
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treesofgreen · 11 months ago
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Ooh ooh time for one of my favorite poems:
THE CHAOS
GEORGE NOLST TRENITÉ (1870–1946)
Dearest creature in creation
Studying English pronunciation,
I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse and worse.
I will keep you, Susy, busy,
Make your head with heat grow dizzy;
Tear in eye, your dress you’ll tear;
Queer, fair seer, hear my prayer.
Pray, console your loving poet,
Make my coat look new, dear, sew it!
Just compare heart, hear and heard,
Dies and diet, lord and word.
Sword and sward, retain and Britain
(Mind the latter how it’s written).
Made has not the sound of bade,
Say—said, pay—paid, laid but plaid.
Now I surely will not plague you
With such words as vague and ague,
But be careful how you speak,
Say: gush, bush, steak, streak, break, bleak,
Previous, precious, fuchsia, via,
Recipe, pipe, studding-sail, choir;
Woven, oven, how and low,
Script, receipt, shoe, poem, toe.
Say, expecting fraud and trickery:
Daughter, laughter and Terpsichore,
Branch, ranch, measles, topsails, aisles,
Missiles, similes, reviles.
Wholly, holly, signal, signing,
Same, examining, but mining,
Scholar, vicar, and cigar,
Solar, mica, war and far.
From ‘desire’: desirable—admirable from ‘admire’,
Lumber, plumber, bier, but brier,
Topsham, brougham, renown, but known,
Knowledge, done, lone, gone, none, tone,
One, anemone, Balmoral,
Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel.
Gertrude, German, wind and wind,
Beau, kind, kindred, queue, mankind,
Tortoise, turquoise, chamois-leather,
Reading, Reading, heathen, heather.
This phonetic labyrinth
Gives moss, gross, brook, brooch, ninth, plinth.
Have you ever yet endeavoured
To pronounce revered and severed,
Demon, lemon, ghoul, foul, soul,
Peter, petrol and patrol?
Billet does not end like ballet;
Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet.
Blood and flood are not like food,
Nor is mould like should and would.
Banquet is not nearly parquet,
Which exactly rhymes with khaki.
Discount, viscount, load and broad,
Toward, to forward, to reward,
Ricocheted and crocheting, croquet?
Right! Your pronunciation’s OK.
Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve,
Friend and fiend, alive and live.
Is your R correct in higher?
Keats asserts it rhymes Thalia.
Hugh, but hug, and hood, but hoot,
Buoyant, minute, but minute.
Say abscission with precision,
Now: position and transition;
Would it tally with my rhyme
If I mentioned paradigm?
Twopence, threepence, tease are easy,
But cease, crease, grease and greasy?
Cornice, nice, valise, revise,
Rabies, but lullabies.
Of such puzzling words as nauseous,
Rhyming well with cautious, tortious,
You’ll envelop lists, I hope,
In a linen envelope.
Would you like some more? You’ll have it!
Affidavit, David, davit.
To abjure, to perjure. Sheik
Does not sound like Czech but ache.
Liberty, library, heave and heaven,
Rachel, loch, moustache, eleven.
We say hallowed, but allowed,
People, leopard, towed but vowed.
Mark the difference, moreover,
Between mover, plover, Dover.
Leeches, breeches, wise, precise,
Chalice, but police and lice,
Camel, constable, unstable,
Principle, disciple, label.
Petal, penal, and canal,
Wait, surmise, plait, promise, pal,
Suit, suite, ruin. Circuit, conduit
Rhyme with ‘shirk it’ and ‘beyond it’,
But it is not hard to tell
Why it’s pall, mall, but Pall Mall.
Muscle, muscular, gaol, iron,
Timber, climber, bullion, lion,
Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair,
Senator, spectator, mayor,
Ivy, privy, famous; clamour
Has the A of drachm and hammer.
Pussy, hussy and possess,
Desert, but desert, address.
Golf, wolf, countenance, lieutenants
Hoist in lieu of flags left pennants.
Courier, courtier, tomb, bomb, comb,
Cow, but Cowper, some and home.
‘Solder, soldier! Blood is thicker’,
Quoth he, ‘than liqueur or liquor’,
Making, it is sad but true,
In bravado, much ado.
Stranger does not rhyme with anger,
Neither does devour with clangour.
Pilot, pivot, gaunt, but aunt,
Font, front, wont, want, grand and grant.
Arsenic, specific, scenic,
Relic, rhetoric, hygienic.
Gooseberry, goose, and close, but close,
Paradise, rise, rose, and dose.
Say inveigh, neigh, but inveigle,
Make the latter rhyme with eagle.
Mind! Meandering but mean,
Valentine and magazine.
And I bet you, dear, a penny,
You say mani-(fold) like many,
Which is wrong. Say rapier, pier,
Tier (one who ties), but tier.
Arch, archangel; pray, does erring
Rhyme with herring or with stirring?
Prison, bison, treasure trove,
Treason, hover, cover, cove,
Perseverance, severance. Ribald
Rhymes (but piebald doesn’t) with nibbled.
Phaeton, paean, gnat, ghat, gnaw,
Lien, psychic, shone, bone, pshaw.
Don’t be down, my own, but rough it,
And distinguish buffet, buffet;
Brood, stood, roof, rook, school, wool, boon,
Worcester, Boleyn, to impugn.
Say in sounds correct and sterling
Hearse, hear, hearken, year and yearling.
Evil, devil, mezzotint,
Mind the Z! (A gentle hint.)
Now you need not pay attention
To such sounds as I don’t mention,
Sounds like pores, pause, pours and paws,
Rhyming with the pronoun yours;
Nor are proper names included,
Though I often heard, as you did,
Funny rhymes to unicorn,
Yes, you know them, Vaughan and Strachan.
No, my maiden, coy and comely,
I don’t want to speak of Cholmondeley.
No. Yet Froude compared with proud
Is no better than McLeod.
But mind trivial and vial,
Tripod, menial, denial,
Troll and trolley, realm and ream,
Schedule, mischief, schism, and scheme.
Argil, gill, Argyll, gill. Surely
May be made to rhyme with Raleigh,
But you’re not supposed to say
Piquet rhymes with sobriquet.
Had this invalid invalid
Worthless documents? How pallid,
How uncouth he, couchant, looked,
When for Portsmouth I had booked!
Zeus, Thebes, Thales, Aphrodite,
Paramour, enamoured, flighty,
Episodes, antipodes,
Acquiesce, and obsequies.
Please don’t monkey with the geyser,
Don’t peel ’taters with my razor,
Rather say in accents pure:
Nature, stature and mature.
Pious, impious, limb, climb, glumly,
Worsted, worsted, crumbly, dumbly,
Conquer, conquest, vase, phase, fan,
Wan, sedan and artisan.
The TH will surely trouble you
More than R, CH or W.
Say then these phonetic gems:
Thomas, thyme, Theresa, Thames.
Thompson, Chatham, Waltham, Streatham,
There are more but I forget ’em—
Wait! I’ve got it: Anthony,
Lighten your anxiety.
The archaic word albeit
Does not rhyme with eight—you see it;
With and forthwith, one has voice,
One has not, you make your choice.
Shoes, goes, does. Now first say: finger;
Then say: singer, ginger, linger.
Real, zeal, mauve, gauze and gauge,
Marriage, foliage, mirage, age,
Hero, heron, query, very,
Parry, tarry, fury, bury,
Dost, lost, post, and doth, cloth, loth,
Job, Job, blossom, bosom, oath.
Faugh, oppugnant, keen oppugners,
Bowing, bowing, banjo-tuners
Holm you know, but noes, canoes,
Puisne, truism, use, to use?
Though the difference seems little,
We say actual, but victual,
Seat, sweat, chaste, caste, Leigh, eight, height,
Put, nut, granite, and unite.
Reefer does not rhyme with deafer,
Feoffer does, and zephyr, heifer.
Dull, bull, Geoffrey, George, ate, late,
Hint, pint, senate, but sedate.
Gaelic, Arabic, pacific,
Science, conscience, scientific;
Tour, but our, dour, succour, four,
Gas, alas, and Arkansas.
Say manoeuvre, yacht and vomit,
Next omit, which differs from it
Bona fide, alibi
Gyrate, dowry and awry.
Sea, idea, guinea, area,
Psalm, Maria, but malaria.
Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean,
Doctrine, turpentine, marine.
Compare alien with Italian,
Dandelion with battalion,
Rally with ally; yea, ye,
Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, key, quay!
Say aver, but ever, fever,
Neither, leisure, skein, receiver.
Never guess—it is not safe,
We say calves, valves, half, but Ralf.
Starry, granary, canary,
Crevice, but device, and eyrie,
Face, but preface, then grimace,
Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.
Bass, large, target, gin, give, verging,
Ought, oust, joust, and scour, but scourging;
Ear, but earn; and ere and tear
Do not rhyme with here but heir.
Mind the O of off and often
Which may be pronounced as orphan,
With the sound of saw and sauce;
Also soft, lost, cloth and cross.
Pudding, puddle, putting. Putting?
Yes: at golf it rhymes with shutting.
Respite, spite, consent, resent.
Liable, but Parliament.
Seven is right, but so is even,
Hyphen, roughen, nephew, Stephen,
Monkey, donkey, clerk and jerk,
Asp, grasp, wasp, demesne, cork, work.
A of valour, vapid vapour,
S of news (compare newspaper),
G of gibbet, gibbon, gist,
I of antichrist and grist,
Differ like diverse and divers,
Rivers, strivers, shivers, fivers.
Once, but nonce, toll, doll, but roll,
Polish, Polish, poll and poll.
Pronunciation—think of Psyche!—
Is a paling, stout and spiky.
Won’t it make you lose your wits
Writing groats and saying ‘grits’?
It’s a dark abyss or tunnel
Strewn with stones like rowlock, gunwale,
Islington, and Isle of Wight,
Housewife, verdict and indict.
Don’t you think so, reader, rather,
Saying lather, bather, father?
Finally, which rhymes with enough,
Though, through, bough, cough, hough, sough, tough?
Hiccough has the sound of sup.
My advice is: GIVE IT UP!
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petite-girl1-blog · 11 months ago
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looksforleaders · 11 months ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 🇬🇪🔸️NWT Rachel Zoe Fuchsia Buttoned Long Sleeve Blouse Small.
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amessageonthewind · 1 year ago
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September Selfship Prompts Challenge
2. Cold weather
Pairing: Adaman/Rachel during Legends: Arceus (spoiler alert for really far along in the timeline)
Author's note: Clue and Hint are OCs that belongs to my buddy @kammyclues
         This was it. Hisui’s final frontier – the Alabaster Icelands. The final obstacle for Rachel to conquer and survey, and home to the final frenzied noble that needed quelling. Lord Avalugg. Unlike the others, the Pearl Clan was far more hesitant to act than the previous nobles, simply due to the fact that Avalugg hadn’t actually acted out or hurt anyone, yet.
         It was very in-line for them to wait and see if there was an actual problem, and very in-line for the Diamond Clan to want the problem to be solved before it got out of hand. More often than not, Rachel sided with Adaman’s clan than Irida’s, though her sense of caution had a place and Rachel always took it into account when making her decisions even if she disagreed with the approach.
         So, here they were. Rachel had dressed a little differently for the icelands than the Coronet Highlands to combat the cold, but somehow Irida was still sweltering in the blistering cold. Something Adaman clearly couldn’t help but comment on. “How aren’t you freezing?”
         “Freezing? I’m practically sweating!” The short blond woman in her minimal fuchsia robes was fanning herself to stave off the heat, or whatever counted as heat in this harsh winterland. “If you think this is bad, just wait. This is nothing compared to where we’re headed.”
         The side-eye glowering at her from dark irises belonging to the tall man in blue hair and robes was a mixture of indignation and sheer disbelief. But a strange sort of understanding swirled in them as well. “You know, I’m beginning to think the problem between us isn’t a Diamond Clan thing or a Pearl Clan thing. It’s a you-and-me thing.” Adaman observed, though Rachel caught the way his shoulders trembled slightly. In-fact, when she looked at his hands, she noticed them clenching conspicuously, as though he were trying to hide the fact that he was shivering. The even tone to his voice certainly didn’t give it away, which was sort of impressive. She runs hot, he runs cold. She thought amusedly. “We’ll never see eye to eye on anything, will we?”
         Stopping her fanning, the Pearl Clan leader fixed Adaman with blue eyes as sharp as the icy sky above them. “I don’t see how we could, as long as you and your clan cling to your version of an almighty Sinnoh that reigns over time.” Rachel couldn’t stop the annoyed grumble that fell out of her lungs. Cedric sat on her shoulder, as he usually did, and they shared an annoyed look between each other. “Forgive my bluntness, but if such a being does exist, it’s certainly not almighty Sinnoh.”
         “Yes, yes. Believe what you want. Just tell us where we have to go.” At least Adaman made an effort to not bring up their different theological beliefs to her as cause for their disagreements (though he wasn’t perfect), especially after Rachel shared the findings of her own independent research into almighty Sinnoh, but Irida just couldn’t stop bringing it up. Before, Rachel was too afraid to say anything for the sake of maintaining the peace between the clans and the Galaxy Expedition Team.
         But now that all three of them had spent enough time working together and growing closer on a personal level, maybe they had reached the point where it was safe to express dissent without the danger of a disagreement escalating into political squabbles.
         Turning to face him, Irida nodded. At least she was taking this in stride, too, not being as prone to antagonism as she was when Rachel first met her. She was glad to see that her advice had really sunk in for the Pearl Clan leader. “We’re headed to see my teacher.” She replied. “And he’s only ever found in one place.”
         Glowering at her once more, Adaman shook his head. “Which is?” He prompted with a twinge of his typical impatience. “You’re talking about that Gaeric fellow, right? Where do we find him?”
         “At Avalugg’s Legacy, obviously!” She exclaimed in mild annoyance. “Where else but a great mass of ice could I have meant when I said we’d be headed somewhere even colder?”
         Politely, Rachel raised a hand to interject into the conversation. “Uh, word of advice, Irida? Never assume that anything is common knowledge or common sense.” She offered before shuffling in place, looking down at the ground. “That’s been especially true for me ever since I dropped into this time. The first time I asked for a bathroom, I had to cycle through so many synonyms before the Captain understood what I was asking for.” She shuddered. If there was one thing she missed greatly, it was indoor plumbing. What she would give to have a washing machine or a dishwasher, again.
         Handwashing clothes was a tedious and time-consuming nightmare she wouldn’t wish on her worst enemy.
         Nodding, Irida looked down. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
         Turning to Rachel, Adaman gestured towards her as he spoke, as he most often did. He was very talkative with his hands. “Ready to go, Rachel?”
         “I’ve been ready to go, I was just waiting for you two to be done.” She knew exactly how they were getting to Avalugg’s Legacy, so Rachel instinctively reached into her satchel for her Celestica Flute.
         Only to see Adaman walking away once she actually had it. “Sure! Stomp off without me!” Irida exclaimed in frustration as she ran to intercept him. “This is why I can’t stand people who only care about whether time is passing them by!”
         Unamused, Rachel exchanged a glance with the dark-furred Zorua on her shoulder. “Stop him.” She ordered him.
         Without a second’s hesitation, Cedric leapt off of his trainer’s shoulder and dashed to stand in Adaman’s way, stomping his foot to firmly tell the Diamond Clan leader that he was to go no further. Rachel ignored the sound of indignation that Adaman let out as she approached him. “And where do you think you’re going by yourself in this tundra?”
         Turning to face her, Adaman glowered at her much in the same way he did at Irida, though whenever his attention was on Rachel, he was more amused than anything. As though he found it funny that she could have any sort of authority over him. “We don’t have time to waste, the sooner we get to Avalugg’s Legacy, the sooner we can quell Avalugg’s frenzy.”
         “And I don’t disagree with you.” Rachel said before turning to Irida who had stopped beside the Survey Corps member. “However, this is a landscape that is much harsher than what you’re used to. Irida, sure. This is where she’s grown up her whole life, where her people and her culture lives and breathes." That's right. The Pearl Settlement had to be here in the Alabaster Icelands. She didn't see it anywhere else, and she knew where the Diamond Settlement was. Maybe I'll get a chance to see Hint.
         Remembering the kindly and friendly psychic, a melancholy stone dropped in Rachel's stomach at the memories that came associated with the woman. It was thanks to her that she had regained her memories of the Bug-type trainer in her time that had become her closest friend. Who would've thought I would meet his ancient great grandmother?
         Maybe she'd be willing to have another battle with Rachel. If there was a chance Hint's psychic abilities could help her unlock more of her memories, it was worth trying. One thing at a time. “But us? Until we’re both more familiar with every nook and cranny of this place, we should stick together. Safety in numbers.” Rachel gave Irida a smile. “This time, we take the safer option rather than the faster one. We’re riding on Wyrdeer.”
         Irida looked elated that Rachel was choosing her way of doing things for once, though Adaman wasn’t annoyed. In-fact, he felt warm that she was so concerned for his wellbeing. Warmer than he could feel in this accursed chill. Why did this wind have to be so biting?
         At least Rachel was appropriately dressed, wearing a cloth mask to keep her face warm and a scarf around her neck. She was more aptly dressed than him, he noted with a mild bite towards himself. He should’ve been more prepared.
         Pulling down her mask, Rachel put the Celestica Flute up to her mouth and tried to play. Emphasis on ‘tried,’ because though she put in the effort to learn how to play, she wasn’t very good and she simply didn’t have the proficiency, yet. Cedric couldn’t help but be amused every time she tried. It took her a few before the sound would come out of the damn thing.
         The glare she threw him when he started to snicker gave him life. “Just because I know how to play doesn’t mean I’m good at it, give me a bit!”
         “Are you sure you don’t want me to-?” Irida offered before Rachel cut me off.
         “I won’t get better if I don’t practice, just let me do it!”
         Backing off, Irida let Rachel continue to try to summon a Wyrdeer. Until finally, the eerie timbres of the flute echoed around the icy mountains of the tundra. Now, all they had to do was wait.
         Though Adaman was getting antsy – he hated the feeling of standing around and doing nothing when there was something that need to be done – he didn’t complain. After all, his clan’s dear Pokémon knew the value of almighty Sinnoh’s time. Wyrdeer wouldn’t be late.
         And sure enough, there he was, prancing towards Rachel eagerly, his pale grey fur almost camouflaging him against the monochrome ground he trotted across. Wyrdeer stopped before the short dark-haired woman and let out a friendly bellow in greeting.
         Smiling, Rachel reached up to give his neck a scratch and rest her forehead against his. “Always a pleasure to see you, Wyrdeer.”
         Making Adaman jump a bit, Cedric dashed between his feet and right up to Rachel, jumping up her back and sitting on her shoulder as she pulled herself up onto the large Psychic Pokémon. He took his place in her lap as Rachel guided Wyrdeer towards the clan leaders. “Alright, hop on! We’ve got a lot of space to cover and not a lot of time to waste!”
         Extending her hand, she reached towards Adaman to pull him up onto the Pokémon to sit behind her and then Adaman reached to help Irida onto Wyrdeer behind him. It was a bit of a strange situation, but it also felt right. Rachel never realized before how much she wished she actually had company out in the Hisuian wilds. This was nice.
         Adaman noticed her wistful pause as Rachel looked between him and Irida. “What? What is it?”
         “I just realized that neither of you have ever ridden with me, before.” Rachel pointed out with a small laugh. “That’s a first.”
         Smiling warmly at her, Adaman gestured out towards the icy tundra before them. “Alright, let’s get going. I don’t want to spend more time here freezing than I have to.”
         Smirking, Rachel exchanged a glance with Cedric before she looked back at them. “You’re gonna wanna hold on.”
         At that, Irida’s eyes widened. “Wait, why?”
         Immediately, Rachel tugged on the handle and with a mighty bellow, Wyrdeer reared up and began to dash forward at full speed, leaving behind a hefty cloud of snow where he ran. In an instant, Irida was practically clinging for dear life onto Adaman, shrieking, and the Diamond Clan leader immediately found his arms wrapped tightly onto Rachel’s waist as the woman rode the Pokémon at a pace that practically flew across the snow.
         Once they drew further from the base camp, he quickly realized why. There was a sizeable gap that dipped ahead of them that neither of them would have been able to cross without Wyrdeer or Sneasler’s help.
         “Hang on!” Rachel called out, an excited timbre to her voice as they neared the gap. With the grace only a Pokemon blessed by almighty Sinnoh could achieve, Wyrdeer leapt off the lip of the chasm below and soared over it, the woman steering him calling out and laughing all the while until they landed on the other side.
         Once they cleared the chasm, Rachel laughed mirthfully, throwing her head back and letting out a howl with Cedric with her heart and chest, just as Adaman and Mai had witnessed the first time Wyrdeer allowed Rachel to ride him. When he saw her then, he thought she was incredibly bizarre, if strangely endearing.
         But now, all he felt was pure endearment. “Hahahaha! Ohhhhhh wow, there’s nothing like a good dose of adrenaline to get the heart going. I’ll never get tired of that feeling.” Rachel went on through heavy laboured breathed. “I feel so alive!”
         Irida, however, was clinging onto Adaman so tightly that he was pretty sure she was going to be permanently stuck to him if she didn’t let go. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked, genuinely concerned for the Pearl Clan leader. “We made it across.”
         Taking deep breaths to calm herself down, Irida replied in a small shaky voice uncharacteristic of her. “Fine, fine. Just wasn’t expecting that. But I’m fine. We can keep going.”
         Raising an eyebrow, Rachel reached back to put a hand on the other woman’s. “Hey, you did well. You were very brave, back there.” She assured Irida, giving her a warm smile. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. We can take it easy from here on out.” Reaching into her satchel, she pulled out the device that had been guiding her this whole way. “According to the Arc Phone, it’s a straight shot from here to where we need to be. So we can take it easy for the rest of the way. Would you prefer that?”
         Still clinging onto Adaman, Irida nodded fervently. “Please…if you don’t mind.”
         “It’s no trouble. It’d be poor form on my part to ignore the trepidations of my dear passengers.” Rachel teased as she went back to facing forward. Giving Cedric a pet on the head and reaching forward to pat Wyrdeer’s neck, she leaned forward to whisper to him. “Take us the rest of the way to Avalugg’s Legacy. At a leisurely pace, if you please.”
         Nodding, Wyrdeer talked forward on the ice, deliberately making his steps as even and smooth as possible so as to not further disturb the Pearl Clan leader on his backside.
         Taking another look at the screen on her Arc Phone, Rachel sighed. It frustrated her to no end that the leaders couldn’t see eye to eye on their theological beliefs. She couldn’t blame them too harshly for being mistaken, but it would be so difficult to prove that she was right. She at least got them to understand that they both worshipped the same deity that was almighty Sinnoh – the texts written on each of the plates given to her by each clan’s beloved Pokémon proved this – yet they were still convinced that one of them was right and the other was wrong.
         It just wasn’t possible for one of them to be right. They were either both right or both wrong, but it was impossible for one or the other to be right.
         “You know what the funny thing is?” Rachel asked, gesturing with her Arc Phone while Wyrdeer was leading the way, mentally making note of the icy Pokémon that inhabited this land. “I’m arguably the person who has the closest connection directly to almighty Sinnoh. This device was given to me before I fell through the rift and there’s no doubt in my mind that he communicates with me through it. But, whenever I need to ask him for something or I need to ask him for answers directly, he’s ever silent. All he does is beep at me and keep track of my proverbial to-do list and tell me where I need to go.”
         Getting more comfortable on Wyrdeer’s back, still clinging to Adaman (though not as tightly as before), Irida leaned over a bit to talk directly to Rachel. “Maybe it’s a part of the trial almighty Sinnoh has in store for you.” She suggested. “I think he wants you to demonstrate your own strength, which is why he doesn’t give you answers when you ask for them. You have to find them yourself, all he can do is show you where to find them.”
         Rachel rolled her eyes. She was never a fan of cryptic messaging and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of bitterness towards almighty Sinnoh for putting her in this position. Though, she held her tongue. Sinnoh obviously meant a lot to these people and she was in no position to disparage their deity to their faces. “The point I was trying to make is that it’s okay to admit you don’t have answers.” She clarified. “That you don’t know something. It’s not a weakness to admit that you’re human. Humans are inherently flawed, as all mortals are. We can only truly know so much, after all, and we can only do the best with the knowledge available to us at the time and the tools we have in the moment. It’s okay to be mortal. To be human. To be imperfect.”
         She smiled at both leaders behind her. “It’s what makes life worth living. That it’s complex and messy and imperfect.” Rachel turned her attention ahead. “After all, if there were no sorrow, we wouldn’t know what joy was. If we were always satisfied, we would have no drive to accomplish or desire anything. If we knew everything, we would have no reason to be curious. And I think a life without those things would be…empty.”
         “A life without spirit.” Irida punctuated, a smile in her voice.
         Rachel nodded in agreement. “Yeah…exactly.” As they continued their trek towards Avalugg’s Legacy, she couldn’t help but noticed that Adaman still had his arms wrapped around her waist and he had taken to resting his chin on her head. Smirking at him, she scoffed through her nose. “You don’t have to hold onto me, anymore. The hard part is over.”
         “I don’t mind.” Adaman replied, a smile in his voice as he spoke. “You’re comfortable. And warm.”
         “Oh, so it’s about sapping away my body heat, is it?” Rachel teased, laughing a little bit.
         Adaman was not immune to her playful nature, chuckling himself. “I can let go if it bothers you.”
         “No no, it doesn’t.” She said quickly, realizing what she had said and feeling her face start to grow warm under the cloth mask she was wearing. Thank almighty that her face was covered. “Just hang on a second…”
         Moving so that she was free from Adaman for a moment, she unwrapped the scarf that was around her neck and moved to wrap it around his. Once it was snugly tied, she nodded. “There, that should keep you warmer. I can’t stand the thought of watching you shiver like a Snorunt.”
         Her unashamed and relentlessly kind nature never ceased to catch Adaman off-guard. If he had a way to describe it, it would be recklessly kind. Rachel never held back what she thought or felt about a person if she believed in them. She never hesitated to stand up for someone if she felt they were being unfairly wronged, even (and especially) if the person they were disparaging was themselves.
         Adaman got a taste of that for himself the moment he showed weakness in the Crimson Mirelands, once Arezu’s plan was discovered. He showed one moment of doubt and Rachel was so quick to build him up and show him how much she believed in him and how much he should as well that it took him completely aback.
         Rachel was confident, strong, but gentle and kind. She was fierce in a way he had never known. Plain and simple, she was a force of change like nothing else and she proved it every single day.
         Satisfied that he was no longer freezing, Rachel checked her Arc Phone again. “We’re almost there.” She exclaimed to her passengers. “With enough luck, we’ll have this noble’s frenzy quelled before the day’s done.”
         “Rachel…?”
         An eerie echo across the ice made the woman tug on the handle of the saddle to halt Wyrdeer. She heard it, clear as day. Or at least…she thought she did. She knew that voice, she had to. She couldn’t place a name to it, but she knew that voice.
         She listened hard to try and catch it, again, eyes scanning the unforgiving landscape around them. “What’s wrong?” Adaman asked, immediately sensing her apprehension and having his hand on her shoulder for support.
         “I…I thought I heard…” No. It couldn’t be. It was impossible. It had to be her imagination. It had to be. “Nevermind. Let’s just keep –”
         “Rachel…?!”
         There! Again! And with the way Cedric’s ear twitched, trying to find the source of the sound, it confirmed that it wasn’t just in Rachel’s head. “You heard it too…”
         The Zorua nodded in confirmation.
         Moving to get off Wyrdeer, Rachel’s feet landed on the icy ground beneath them. The clan leaders were quick to follow her, Irida moving quickest to intercept Rachel. “Wait, we should keep going. I don’t think this is a good idea.”
         She appreciated the Pearl Clan leader’s desire to keep Rachel safe, but she couldn’t understand the situation Rachel was in. She couldn’t understand everything that she had lost that laid on the other side of the rift. Everything that she wanted nothing more than to find once more, even if she couldn’t remember all of it. “I have to find out what that is. If someone’s in trouble, I need to help them.” Rachel insisted, trying to walk past Irida in the direction of the sound. “And if I’m right and it’s someone I know, then…I have to find them.”
         “You don’t know what lies here.” Irida insisted, firmly standing in Rachel’s way to prevent her from leaving. “There are Pokémon here that are known to take the appearance of others, even mimicking their voices. Pokémon that look a lot like Cedric, but with white fur and eyes like the sun.” Her voice trailed off, her eyes looking towards the ground to avoid meeting Rachel’s gaze. “They lure them away and we’re lucky if they’re seen again.”
         Exchanging a glance with Cedric, he uncomfortably shuffled closer to his trainer. Rachel shook her head. “But what if it’s not that? What if someone really is in trouble and they need help?” She insisted, looking between Irida and Adaman, pleading silently for either of them – one of them – to back her up. “If there’s even a small chance, then I have to try.”
         “I think Irida’s right, Rachel.” Adaman said, looking between both women. “We don’t have a lot of time to spare right now and Avalugg’s frenzy is more pressing at the moment. We need to focus on that, for now.”
         She had a feeling he’d say that, but she was still disappointed nonetheless. Rachel knew that Irida was most likely right, but Rachel couldn’t take comfort in odds. Not when she knew that even unlikely odds were not zero.
         But she was outvoted, and she knew they were right. Avalugg was the priority. She could simply investigate on her own once she was more familiar with the Alabaster Icelands. She wouldn’t leave this stone unturned. “Alright, in that case we can walk the rest of the way there.”
         As Rachel moved to dismiss Wyrdeer and send him on his way, Cedric suddenly felt distant tremors echo across the ice. He felt them through his paws and when he looked around for the source, he saw it charging towards them.
         He alerted his trainer with a sharp bark and in an instant, Rachel moved into action. “ADAMAN, WATCH OUT!”
         It all happened so quickly. While Adaman had his back turned, he was suddenly pushed out of the way across the ice. Irida was laying on her side opposite from him, further away from him, and there was a long track indented into the ice trampled by footprints.
         Pokémon footprints.
         Irida was immediately on her feet, helping Adaman to his, but all the Diamond Clan leader was concerned about was their missing traveler from the sky. “Where’s Rachel?!”
         Gesturing towards where the line of disturbed snow led, Adaman couldn’t believe his eyes. Digging her feet into the ice beneath her, with both of her hands wrapped around the tusks of an enraged Piloswine was Rachel, having lifted it off the ground by its front half, leaving its front legs dangling helplessly. Never before in his life would he ever expect that anyone – much less someone Rachel’s size – would have the guts to get in the way of a charging Piloswine!
         But she had it by the tusks and was wrestling with it to keep it from getting traction to push her back further, roaring like he’d never heard her roar before. It was guttural like it came from deep within her chest up from her belly.
         Readjusting her grip, with a powerful wrench, she jerked it back and forth before practically throwing it onto its side, sending it sliding a good way across the ice, helplessly trying to scramble back to its feet. Other Pokémon that were nearby were watching, cowering behind snowbanks and otherwise piles of snow.
         Whilst it was down, Rachel pushed her foot onto its side to keep it on the ground. Adaman had never seen this side of her, before, and the look he exchanged with Irida said everything they were both thinking.
         This woman was a force of nature like nothing either of them had ever seen before.
         “Listen carefully…these two are with me.” Rachel snarled lowly at the helpless Piloswine. It was taking every ounce of control to not take out her anger on what was most likely an innocent Pokémon who felt threatened by strangers in its territory. It wasn’t its fault that it was a creature that had a territory to defend. But, Rachel had a duty to her companions as well.
         They were her territory to defend. “For any harm that comes to them, whether I’m with them or not, you and any Pokémon that dare hurt them will have to answer to me. Understood?”
         Frantically, the Piloswine nodded, flailing in a feeble attempt to try and get back onto its feet to escape the wrath of this deceptively strong, though still very small woman. It half expected to be gutted and killed for its meat when she rendered it helpless.
         But instead, she was showing it mercy, lifting her foot off of it and allowing it to get back up. “Good. Now get.” She ordered. As the Piloswine fearfully skittered away across the ice, Rachel whirled around at the audience of Pokémon that had gathered around her. “NOW! ALL OF YOU!”
         With another roar from deep within her belly, every last Pokemon in the vicinity skittered away, disappearing into the snow or simply running as far and as fast as they could so as to not incur the wrath of this human stranger who spoke their tongue.
         Once Rachel was sure there were no other Pokemon who were going to hurt the clan leaders, she let out a huge sigh of relief and relaxed. The wild and frenzied persona melted away instantly and her dark eyes were warm and soft like freshly dug earth as she returned to the pair she was traveling with. “Are you okay? That Piloswine nearly gored you!”
         “Me?!” Adaman exclaimed in utter disbelief. He could not believe this woman! Shaking his head, he had to laugh a little just to clear the tension in his chest from the worry. “You’re really something.”
         Cedric rushed up to meet Rachel, clambering up her leg to get to her shoulder. “Hey, I’m fine. Look at me, I’m fine. I’m standing here, aren’t I?”
         “You could’ve gotten seriously hurt!” Irida cried, rushing over to look Rachel over for injuries, taking special attention to her left arm due to the injury dealt by her clan’s Lord Kleavor before. “What were you thinking?!”
         Looking over at Adaman, giving him a onceover to make sure that he was uninjured, Rachel shrugged. “Adaman was in danger, so I acted.” She replied simply. “That’s all there is to it.”
         As the Diamond Clan leader stared at this five foot tall powerhouse, he didn’t know whether to congratulate her for doing something so impressive or scold her for doing something so stupid. “People from the future must be downright fearless.”
         Rachel shook her head. “No, just a me thing.” She dismissed, trying to shoulder past him so that they could move on and make it to Avalugg’s Legacy. They’d gotten in enough trouble already and the longer they stayed out here, the more daylight they were losing. “Come on, we’re almost there.”
         For a moment, Irida didn’t follow Rachel. The quiet stretched between them as the question lingered in the Pearl Clan leader’s mind unspoken, until she forced it to be spoken. “Isn’t there anything that you’re afraid of?”
         Rachel froze in place. She had to think about that, for a moment. What was she afraid of that hadn’t already happened? She’d already died once, so she wasn’t afraid of that anymore. She had already lost everyone she loved and cared for when she was sent back in time to ancient Hisui, save for Cedric.
         The woman’s shoulders sagged as she stayed in place. The silence stretched between them before she spoke, even Adaman not daring to break it for the sake of saving time. “It’s hard to be afraid of a lot of things when your worst fears have been realized over and over again.” She answered plainly, looking over at Cedric on her shoulder. Reaching over, she picked him up and held him in her hands, locking eyes with him before drawing him close and squeezing him against her chest. He was the only link she had to her past – the only piece of familiarity she could hold onto.
         The only thing she had left to lose. “The only thing that scares me, now…is not being able to protect the people I care about.”
         With her back turned to them, Adaman and Irida exchanged a look. They may not always agree or see eye to eye on a lot of things, but they both knew one thing they did agree on. They both grew to care very deeply about this stranger that fell from the sky.
         She was no stranger, anymore. She was a dear friend, special, irreplaceable, and invaluable. “Well, I’m glad you’re here.” Adaman said warmly, walking up and putting a hand on Rachel’s shoulder. “If it weren’t for you, I’d have been skewered.”
         Chuckling a little bit, Irida walked up on her other side and patted her other shoulder. “Come on, let’s go see Gaeric.”
         As Irida walked ahead, Adaman hung back and took his scarf off to give it back to Rachel. “You can have this back, now.”
         Looking at it, Rachel shook her head. Taking it, she draped it around his shoulders once more and tied it snugly. “No, keep it. It’s yours, now. You need it more than I do.” Raising an eyebrow with a hint of playful mischief, she leaned up (standing up on her toes to reach him) and mutter to him quietly out of earshot of Irida. “Besides, I like it better on you, anyway.”
         Smirking at her, Adaman walked away to follow Irida. Strangely enough, he didn’t feel the cold much, anymore. He felt warm, safe, and comforted. Something about the scent that lingered on the scarf brought a sense of peace and stability to him. It was wheaty, like freshly baked bread, but also wild like the smell of fields and flowers.
         It was unique to her. It brought him a sense of calm in a way nothing else did.
         For a moment, Rachel lingered, trying to see if she could hear the voice that echoed across the icelands. She needed to be sure she wasn’t making a mistake, that she wasn’t leaving someone to freeze that needed her help.
         Or, that it wasn’t someone from her past that needed her help now. That voice sounded painfully and achingly familiar and Rachel knew that she wouldn’t sleep well until she uncovered its source.
         But, alas, the tundra remained disappointingly silent, so she had no choice but to follow the clan leaders to the end of their destination. There were more important matters at hand, after all. They had a noble’s frenzy to quell, probably for the last time.
         Maybe afterwards, Hisui would finally know peace, again.
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fumikomiyasaki · 10 months ago
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So my hair pen kinda got messed up in Sai and I couldn't recreate it so I tried something new with Hair coloring on these... again some small gifts for friends for now.
Carol x Azure @rosietrace
Rachel x Duane @silent-dragon
Julian x Syl @thetwstwildcard
Osyron x Fleur @cynthinesia
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retropolitanllc · 1 year ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: NWT Womens RACHEL Rachel Roy Yasmin Crossback Sweatshirt Top.
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thriftypallas · 1 year ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 3/$25 Zac&Rachel XL long sleeve draping fuchsia/black abstract floral print top.
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cbelleschic · 2 years ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Rachel Roy Y2K Fuchsia Retro Ruffle Mini Dress Sz 2.
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fractionalfashion · 2 years ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Rachel Allan 7618 Pink Two Piece Long Formal Gown $538.
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timelesstrendy · 2 years ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 🔥 Rachel Roy jacket.
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looksforleaders · 1 year ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 🇬🇪🔸️NWT Rachel Zoe Fuchsia Buttoned Long Sleeve Blouse Small.
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