#sir justus

[strawberry-milkbunny]

Naruto is my Roman Empire and I’ve been reading MadaTobi fanfics so these r my Founders Thoughts that nobody asked for:

- Tobirama had a crush on Madara and it PISSED HIM OFF like they def had hate sex at one point LMAO

- they literally worked together ur rlly gonna tell me they didn’t have SOME moments of civility btwn them?? (lowkey that’s wild tho having to see ur brother’s murderer everyday at work-I like Tobi but I’m just sayin)

I WANT A WORKPLACE SITCOM WITH THE FOUNDERS SJSKKSKS:

- Tobi doing experiments and scaring the villagers

- Tobi teaming up with Madara to make Hashi do work

- Hashi making flowers w/government documents

- Mito sipping tea while encouraging Tobi to revive the dead

- everyone in the Tower side eying the sexual tension btwn Madara and Tobi and them never denying they’ve fucked before

- Toka cackling in the background

- Hikaku spraying water at Madara like a cat every time he throws a temper tantrum

- Kagami popping in to make sure his clan head doesn’t kill his teacher PERFECT SITCOM MATERIAL

- totally personal preference: Naruto should’ve had more BLOOD AND GORE. I wanna see the grittiness and horror the shinobi world actually is and how revolutionary Naruto as a character is by choosing peace over violence. The only time we get that is Obito vs Kiri nin, Uchiha Massacre, Wave Arc, Orochimaru…before it turns into DBZ fights

I’ve said this before: Sasuke was in a seinen Naruto was in a shounen

- the warring states is literally the perfect place for exhibiting the horrors of war and humanity. Bloodline thieves, child hunting squads, GIVE. IT. TO. ME. Madara and Hashirama experiencing all of this and wanting PEACE FOR THEIR YOUNGER BROTHERS UGHHH ROBBERY‼️‼️

SORRY TW IMPLIED SA !!:

I HC that bloodline thieves is prob why Madara wears gloves….being a YOUNG (he’s been on the battlefield since he was 8??) powerful, prodigy and future clan head of a famous kekkai genkai it makes sense why he doesn’t like skin-contact/sexual repression and repulsion. And why we don’t see female Uchiha shinobi (excluding misogyny) simply bc there’s such a high risk of SA in this era

Moving on:

- Tobi and Izuna were jealous of how their brothers were being taken away. It goes past the senju/uchiha rivalry like they were just kids and were plain jealous.

- Madara and hashirama def share 1 brain cell LOLLL. Like they’re besties for a reason, Madara acts likes he smarter but nah he’s as much of an idiot as Hashi is. They’re both dreamers let these boys live and skip rocks together!!! 😭😭

- let’s be honest: Tobi built the village. Mans was doing ALL the logistics and infrastructure

- tobirama is soooo second son/eldest daughter coded it’s not even funny. The SPARE, serious and emotionless bc he needed to always clean up after his siblings, DUTIFUL, prob has a praise kink etc.

- Madara is an eldest daughter who also prob has a praise kink and touch starved

- NONE of the founders r well adjusted like they went from spending everyday of their lives at war to tryin bring peace and start essentially a ninja-revolution (PLS GO TO THERAPY)

- madara was just the most open about it: being isolated and feared by his own clan BC he was powerful, trying advocate for the village and peace, all while grieving for his last brother…yeah it makes sense y he went crazy or at least wanted to leave (fuck Kishimoto for that Kaguya bs and fuck Zetsu)

- I don’t actually believe he was trying destroy the village idkkk. I think he was trying to do an SNS aka using fighting as a way to communicate with Hashirama and well…yIkEs

- tobirama is 1000% unadjusted: mans literally created a Justu to revive the dead. You cannot tell me that doesn’t REEK of desperation and loneliness. He’s lit rally the OG mad scientist

- hashirama rlly thought sealing the Bijuu and giving them to each village was a good idea….sir WHO TF GIVES NUCLEAR WEAPONS TO SHINOBI???!! 😳😳

- I think hashirama and naruto lowkey can be summed up as: a powerful idealist. Which is a very dangerous combination. Take that how you will especially considering how shinobi thrive off of violence….it kinda makes sense how we ended up with canon Naruto

- Madara has a god complex and knows it. Hashirama has a god-complex and doesn’t know it. (God of Shinobi title def got to him and understandable)

- the founders failed and they know it. But I also kinda love it?? They’re so flawed and human as leaders and you can see how their mistakes drag into Canon Naruto. It also makes me so sad knowing that Konoha was built to prevent child soldiers and give protection only for it to actually be WORSE (Kakashi ITACHI SANNIN ik for a fact it must’ve hurt Hashi to know ur own granddaughter left the village)

Uchiha are: love is the death of duty while the Senju are: duty is the death of love and neither of them will forgive each other for picking one over the other‼️‼️‼️

- proving this ^^ w/Hashirama’s weird af characterization: aka him being a loveable idiot but at the same time CONGRATULATING Itachi for killing his own clan for Konoha…. I feel like that rlly showed me how much of a war veteran/shinobi Hashirama actually is and how he will always pick duty

- we were ROBBED of baby Kagami/hokage Kagami 😤😤😤 I’m sorry Kagami should’ve been made Hokage it just makes sense personality wise and politically wise. The only way I could see him not take it is bc he needed to be a clan leader/placate the Uchiha/help Hikaku.

- I wanna see him process the loss of his clan leader, teacher, and eventually friends to a point where Danzo takes his eyes

- everyone on Team Tobirama had a crush on Kagami at one point

- one of my fav HC: Tobi and Madara co-parenting Kagami. There’s no way Madara didn’t check up on Kagami being taught by THE senju which makes his defection hit harder for Kagami 😭😭

- BABY SANNIN ‼️‼️‼️ Tsunade was old enough to meet and remember Hashirama it makes sense that Oro and Jiraiya meet the founders

- omg could u imagine being Edo Tensei Hashirama?? Ur granddaughter’s weird friend revives u using the Jutsu ur brother invented that you specifically FORBID 😭😭

- Hashi and Tobi staring at Orochimaru like “you look familiar???” IT HAS SO MUCH COMEDIC POTENTIAL

- Mito revolutionized female shinobi like she’s def the reason ppl realized that girls can fight (Senju Toka was an exception) STAN MITO 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

- Mito pulled a Tsunade and mentally yeeted out of Konoha after Hashi and Tobi died. Bc the way we NEVER hear about her and Hiruzen interacting except for Kushina, even tho she’s literally RELATED to the other 2 hokages….ROBBED 😵‍💫

- I HC: she was dealing w/grief (the fall of Uzushio made it worse) and she was lowkey pushed out of the council by Danzo FUCK DANZO

- I love the idea of Mito wooing for Hashirama’s hand/politically smart Mito!! It was a political marriage that grew into love. There’s no way she DIDNT suspect an attack on Uzushio lik it’s literally an island w/Kiri as it’s neighbours….Konoha gets recognition and stability while Uzushio importantly gets mainland allies

- Mito tops btw she’s def pegged Hashi before 🫢

- if Madara or Hashi had sisters/born women they would’ve def had a marriage to solidify their alliance. This makes Japanese homophobia not make sense esp in the shinobi world bc their clans trusted each other w/o backup like marriage?? Idk I’m just kinda confused y it was never even brought up for an alliance…

*cue MadaTobi arranged marriage au 100k, enemies to lovers, slowburn*

- also to dude bros homophobia has no place in the Naruto world (and IRL BTW) outside of making heirs. They’re literally MERCENARIES You telling me Kakashi has never fucked another man for information before??? Pls be serious I’m begging y’all 🙃🙃🙃

- there’s def family drama amongst the senju!! Idk I feel like Hashirama and Tobirama have the relationship of: “they love each other but don’t like each other” which makes Madara’s inclusion even worse for the brothers’ relationship. Like they def always had each other’s backs but never actually felt like they understood each other.

- I wish more fanfics/canon covered the shinobi-civilian politics more (I love politics lol give me world-building kishimoto 😤)

- Civilians hold power. THEY have all the MONEY to pay shinobi

- I’ve rlly only seen 1 fanfic that involves the Fire Daimyo during the Warring States Era (Into the Wide Blue Yonder it’s a KakaSasu Time travel fic that actually ✨works✨ 12/10 recommend) but it’s true.

Wtf is the Fire Daimyo doing during this era??? Why is he being so placate about Senju/Uchiha war unless he just sees it as entertainment?? How have shinobi NOT fought against rich civilian politicians before?? (Introducing Maoism to the naruto world lol 🤔🤔)

- Kishimoto curse ur goldfish brain….

- the uchiha and senju were def broke in this era, LMAO especially the Uchiha and I mean resource wise. War is EXPENSIVE the Uchiha don’t have Hashirama and Mokutan, they couldn’t just grow food whenever they wanted. It makes total sense that they would agree to a ceasefire just to prevent STARVATION

- once again…. robbed in terms of seeing the aftermath and devastation of war and learning how to live in a morally grey, politically unstable, resource limited world which could’ve brought in the ultimate themes of peace and the cycle of violence, and the question of if violence and war is ever justified, but…..no ❤️

[orii-blogs-stuff]

“Absolutely not.”

“But Ferdinand~” The new Aub Alexandria said, “Aren’t you curious about what could be inside it?”

It had been just another Fruitday for Rozemayne, waking up next to Ferdinand, sharing a gyu, having breakfast, doing paperwork until tea time and having tea.

However, unlike most Fruitday’s where they would have tea time in the drawing room, Rozemyne decided to exploit the perfect weather and have tea time outside in the gardens (Ferdinand could really use some sunlight, he was starting to look like a [vampire] staying inside for so long!).

Which had lead them to their current predicament as while getting ready to walk towards the garden in her new regency-inspired wrapper dress, a frantic Ordoschnelli from Philine made its way to her.

“Lady Rozemyne, there… There is a strange door in the middle of the garden with a wooden katze carved into it. I am unsure what to make of it.”

Ferdinand, upon hearing this, sent for Justus and Ekhart and had the knights on standby. Currently, they were trying to figure out what to do, Damule had sensed summoning magic had brought the door to the gardens, but who would do that? Why would they bring this random door into the gardens? Was it a trap, sent by a foe?

“Might I suggest I, myself examine the door and where it leads to?” Justus said, “I may be able to deduce how someone could have moved the door inside the castle parameter without alerting Lord Ferdinand’s wards.”

“Be careful…” Rozemyne said, “Who ever managed to get through Ferdinand’s defences… That too with none of us noticing… They must be very powerful and very skilled.” Nothing of such sort was described in the Book of Magic, not in hers nor Ferdinand’s, they were dealing with something new entirely.

“I will, My Lady.” Justus said as he opened the door.

As the door opened, Rozemyne saw the inside was bathed in a soft orange glow and… Sniff sniff… Was that… Sniff sniff… Miso?! Without thinking Rozemyne ran towards the door.

“ROZEMYNE!” “MY LADY!”

“LADY ROZEMYNE!”

Inside looked to be the interior of a typical [Izakaya], how?!

“Hello and welcome~!” A server with dark hair and dark skin said, “Please! Have a seat.”

“Rozemyne!” Ferdinand started to scold her as Eckhart pulled out his sword and pointed it at the severs and the customers, Angelica and the other knights doing the same, “Stand back! These people are dangerous!”

“I’m fine!” Rozemyne argued, but Ferdinand was not having any of it.

“Not until we have done an in-depth background check on everyone here!” Ferdinand said.

Just then, the chef came out from the kitchen, “Hello there.” The man said, “And welcome, I intend no offence Sirs and Ma’ams, but please put away your blades, you are scaring the servers and the customers.”

“Who are you?” Eckhart said, though it sounded more of a statement than a question, not that Rozemyne was paying attention, the only thing she could smell was the heavenly miso! “And what is this place?”

“This is Nekoya.” The chef said, “We’re a humble restaurant serving western food, mostly.”

“A restaurant?” Ferdinand said, his voice was even but Rozemyne knew Ferdinand did not believe a word the man had just said, “Very well then, explain how your… restaurant had an entrance laying in our garden without any of us knowing.”

The chef just shrugged, something considered obscene amongst the nobility, “The details aren’t clear with me either, it just happens really. According to an elderly regular, it distorts space-time and multiple doors appear in many locations, all leading to this very restaurant which is in another world.” Another world? Rozemyne felt hope well inside her, were they in Japan?! “Please, have a seat, order whatever you like.”

Rozemyne pulled on Ferdinands hand, “Come on Ferdinand! You’ll love it! Everyone come as well!” Trust me! Rozemyne tried to say with her eyes.

Rozemyne could see the conflicted look on Ferdinand’s face, on one hand, he did not want to cause a scene, on the other, his survival instincts were telling him to take everyone hostage and look through their memories to see if they truly had no bad intentions, “Very well then.” Ferdinand said, “If Chaocipher hides within Gebordnung however, the consequences will be… Severe…”

“Excellent.” The chef said, “Riya, could you please hand out the menus? Oh and uh.” He looked at them, “Can you read the [Eastern Continent’s] Language?”

Rozemyne shook her head, “I do not know of this Eastern continent you speak about.” Ferdinand simply narrowed his eyes and Justus and the other retainers kept looking at everything, soaking up every piece of information about this place.

“I think they’re from that new place, Sir.” The server named Riya said, “That one where the other patron is from is from… Yurgenschmidt?”

“We are.” Rozemyne nodded, Ferdinand looked like he could pinch her cheeks for telling them such vital information.

“Ah well.” The chef said, “We have menus written in Yurgen as well.”

Riya showed them to their seats, because they were a large party, a few chairs and tables had to be pushed together closer. “Here’s the menu~!” She said, “I’ll come back in a [minute] to get your orders-”

“-Wait!” Rozemyne was acting unladylike, but she had to know, “This restaurant… He said this is a restaurant from another world… Is that world-”

“-Rozemyne-”

Rozemyne ignored Ferdinand, she needed to know, “-Is the original place, Japan by any chance?”

“Yes.” The server said, “How did you know?”

“We would like to have a few moments to discuss what we would like for tea.” Ferdinand said with a noble smile.

The server looked taken aback, “Oh- uh- Ok then, call me when you’re ready~! One more thing. I would recommend the melon soda, it’s a [fan favourite]!” With that, she left.

Ferdinand dropped his act, “What were you thinking?” He said in a low voice, “They could be enemies!”

“They know what Japan is!” Urano’s home country… How she missed it…

“Let us order something.” Justus said, “Keep our intentions under Verbergen’s shroud until Chaocipher comes out to play.”

Rozemyne looked through the menu, it was mostly western food such as spaghetti and pizza, but there were also japanese food such as chicken curry~ But what Rozemyne wanted was one thing and one thing only, “Excuse me?” She asked the server, “Do you have anything with [miso]?”

“All our set meals come with a bowl of miso soup.” The server said, “Are you [vegetarian]?”

Oh, the server must think she was looking for vegetarian options, “No, I just like soybeans.” Rozemyne said.

“Well, in that case we do serve [tofu] and [natto].”

They had tofu and natto?! “I would like natto with rice please!”

“Very well then.” The server started to write it down, “Would anyone else like to order?”

In the end, their table ordered:

1 natto with rice

1 chicken curry set meal

1 beef stew

3 chef specials

2 omurice

It took a while for the food to arrive, until then, they conversed amongst themselves.

“I believe they are telling the truth.” Justus said, “I sense no ill intent from any of them.”

“Keep your wits sharp.” Ferdinand grumbled.

“Ofcourse, My Lord.” Justus said, “I do find it odd however, they said they had another patron from Yurgenscmidht, I wonder who they are…”

When the food arrived, Rozemyne could cry tears of joy, but being a Lady (Aub no less!) She could not show weakness, instead, she slowly started eating, savouring the taste of every bite. Ferdinand, on the other hand, looked confused when the server did not taste test the food, “Don’t worry, everyone.” She said, “This is normal.”

“We must make sure this is not poisoned-” 

Rozemyne stopped him right there, “It’s not poisoned.‘ She insisted, “If it was, they wouldn’t have been able to stay in business.”

Ferdinand just stared at her, Rozemyne stared back, “Let’s not make the servers work anymore difficult than it already is.” She said, pointing to the servers who were working in a flurry, between greeting new customers and taking orders and giving food and collecting the money, the three servers barely had time to breathe.

“I shall take the first bite.” Eckhart said as he used his knife and fork to cut into the pizza, he took a bite and slowly chewed at, after a few minutes he finally said, “I do not taste a hint of poison.”

The rest of the table sighed in relief, finally eating the food, their eyes lighting up in wonder, “The food is befitting to be served to the Zent!” Leonore said.

“Indeed~” Angelica said.

“Despite the rustic atmosphere, the food is sublime…” Hartmut said, “But the food Lady Rozemyne had created is better!”

“I agree!” Clarrissa said.

OOO

Riya was unsure what to do with the small gold coin, the food all together was seven large silvers but the newest patrons told her to keep it as a ‘tip’. ‘I’ll just add it to their tab’ Riya thought, Mako paid her more than enough, because he was paying her the salary of a Japanese server in Tokyo and Kolkata was cheaper and she was still living with her parents. She had so much money she didn’t need any extra money, the money she made was enough to buy at least 30 family packets of oreos each day. “Please come again next time!” She said to the group. 

“We will!” The (maybe) twenty-year-old with dark blue hair and bright yellow eyes said. “We had a lovely time.”

“Please remember! The door only shows up once every seven days.” Riya said.

“Oh…” The lady looked heart broken for a split second but her demeanour became bright again, “We shall come next Fruitday again then!”

“Rozemyne.” The guy with the light blue hair said as he turned to look at Riya. “ We shall think about gracing this restaurant with our patronage. It seems Dregarnuhr the Goddess of Time has woven today's threads with exceptional speed and grace.” He said as he and the rest of the group left.

… What a weird way of saying goodbye… Riya didn’t have time to think about that as another customer entered, “Hello and welcome~! Oh it’s you, Shuu!” It was Shuu~! “I haven’t seen you in two weeks!”

“My manager kept wanting me to attend the Saturday meetings.” Shuu said with a sad sigh, “I managed to convince him to have those meetings on Friday, however.”

Shuu was a v-tuber, which one Riya didn’t know but she was pretty sure he was Akuma-Akuma (he won’t say however, that goes against his contract so Riya just has fun guessing). He lived near to the location of the actual Nekoya but after finding a door in his local library that lead to Nekoya one day, he also started coming every Saturday (Atleast, the ones he could manage to come). “Will it be the usual?” Riya asked.

Shuu nodded, “And today’s special.”

Riya gave him a thumbs up, “One melon soda float and one today’s special coming right up!”

[starqueen87]

Edwina Justus became the first black female engineer on Union Pacific in 1976. Justus spent 22 years transporting materials to Colorado and Wyoming. In 2017, we were lucky to have Edwina speak here at the museum alongside Bonnie Leake, another groundbreaking woman in railroading, at our ‘Move Over, Sir: Woman Working on the Railroad’ exhibit.

[daughterofhecata]

Justus sure is calling Cotta "Sir" a lot in this episode 👀

[skyetenshi]

Da ich seit drei Tagen Lucifer binge ist in meinem Kopf einfach in LA Lucifer unterwegs und in ein paar Meilen weiter die drei ??? am ermitteln. Das wäre ein schönes Crossover. Und ich möchte nicht mal, dass sich die Hauptcharas treffen. Ich denke einfach an die armen Polizisten, die von LA nach Rocky Beach transferieren und anders rum. Ich weiß nicht was schlimmer ist. Wobei. Erst mit Lucifer zu arbeiten und irgendwie damit klar zu kommen, dass es einen verrückten Egomanen, der einen Spleen für sein Teufelsimage hat und aus unerfindlichen Gründen hilfreich bei Mordfällen ist und dann ins ruhige Rocky Beach zu kommen und fest zu stellen: Da sind DREI verrückte Jugendliche, die aus unerfindlichen Gründen tonnenweise Verbrechen aufklären. Aber in all fairness wäre es auch lustig, wenn die Hauptcharas sich treffen.

Lucifer: Hallo, ich bin Lucifer Morningstar. Justus: Das ist ein ungewöhnlicher Name, aber wir sind auch in LA. Lucifer: Ich bin der Teufel. Peter: Iep. Lucifer: Was ist mit ihm? Bob: Er hat Angst. Aber das ist normal. Love your vibe, sir. Lucifer: How could you not. Aber danke... seltsame halbstarke Menschen.

Lucifer: What do you truely desire? Justus: Solve all mysteries. Lucifer: Well that was fast. How about you? Bob: Girls, music and books. Lucifer: Well, boring but okay. Sooo... Peter: Beach. Lucifer: What? Peter: I just want a quiet day at the beach. Without mysteries, and gangsters and guns and bombs and kidnappings and wierd goverment officals, that want to kill us and/or destroy our lifes, and wild animals and things that don`t behave like they should, and ghost or people pretending to be ghosts and evil legends that cover up crimes. I just really want to be safe on a beach, with my friends. Lucifer: ...wow. I don't think I can help you with that. Even though I am me. But I do know a fantastic therapist. Bob: My therapist tried to kill us all on mutiple occasions. Lucifer: Wow. Well my mom tried to kill my therapist so... you win some you lose some. I guess.

[manahiel]

secret code (Cotta/Goodween)

Schnipsel aus einem aufgegebenem WIP, den ich aber zu schön fand, um ihn zu löschen. Sollte mal eine case!fic mit den Jungs werden, bei der Goodween bei der Überprüfung eines Verdächtigen entführt wird und Cotta anhand einer angeblichen SMS von Goodween erkennt, dass etwas nicht stimmt (nachdem ich eingesehen habe, dass ich trotz meiner Vorliebe für whump Goodween einfach nichts Schreckliches antun kann :D)

- - -

Als die Drei Fragezeichen das Krankenhauszimmer betraten, saß Officer Goodween bereits in seinem Bett und unterhielt sich gut gelaunt mit Inspektor Cotta. 

“Da sind ja meine Retter!”, begrüßte Goodween sie und strahlte über das ganze Gesicht. 

“Naja, ob wir dabei so erfolgreich waren…”, murmelte Peter und deutete auf den dicken Gips und Goodweens hochgelagertes Bein, das unter der Bettdecke hervor schaute. 

“Ach das”, winkte der Officer ab. “Tut schon gar nicht mehr weh. Und es hätte viel, viel schlimmer sein können, wenn ihr nicht so schnell erschienen wärt.”

Bei den letzten Worten verdunkelte sich sein Gesicht etwas. 

“Das beschäftigt mich schon die ganze Zeit”, sagte Justus nachdenklich und wandte sich Cotta zu. “Woher wussten Sie, dass Officer Goodween in Schwierigkeiten steckte nur anhand dieser kurzen SMS?” 

“Justus ist nämlich schon richtig frustriert, dass er den geheimen Code der Nachricht nicht knacken kann”, schmunzelte Bob.

Cotta sagte einen Moment nichts, sondern sah Goodween an, irgendeine stumme Frage in seinem Blick. Was auch immer es war, Goodween schien zu verstehen, denn er zuckte grinsend mit den Schultern und lehnte sich in seinem Kissen zurück.

“Das liegt wohl daran, dass es keinen geheimen Code gab”, sagte Cotta schließlich.

Justus runzelte verwirrt die Stirn. 

“Mir war anhand der Wortwahl vom ersten Moment an klar, dass es unmöglich Goodween sein konnte, der die Nachricht geschrieben hat.” Cottas Mundwinkel zuckten kurz. “Die Wortwahl ließ darauf schließen, dass mir jemand schrieb, der zwar im Besitz von Goodweens Handy war, aber nur einen sehr flüchtigen Eindruck von uns bekommen hat, wenn wir beruflich miteinander kommunizieren. - Mr. Drews zum Beispiel, zu dem Goodween erst Stunden zuvor aufgebrochen war.” 

“Aber was war an der Wortwahl so auffällig?”, fragte Peter, zog sein Handy aus der Hosentasche und sah sich den Screenshot der kurzen SMS erneut an.

“Das war eine ganz normale Nachricht”, bestätigte Bob. 

Die Mundwinkel des Inspektors zuckten erneut. Gegen das Lächeln kämpfte er kurz an, doch ließ es schließlich einfach zu. 

“Goodween würde mich in einer SMS niemals mit Inspektor oder Sir ansprechen. Das würde nur jemand tun, der versucht, das bisschen zu imitieren, das er von Goodween und mir überhört hat. Aber Mr. Drews ist ein wichtiges Detail entgangen.”

“Und das wäre?”, fragte Justus, nicht zuletzt, weil auch ihm anscheinend das wichtige Detail vollkommen entgangen war und er noch immer nicht wusste, was er übersah. 

Ein Ausdruck erschien auf Cottas Gesicht, der relativ selten dort zu sehen war: die Genugtuung ein Mal mehr zu wissen als Justus Jonas. Grinsend lehnte er sich zurück. 

“Dass Goodween und ich in einer Beziehung sind.”

[schreckensbleiches-nervenbuendel]

Das erste Duality-Meeting, in dem beide Einheiten anwesend sind:

Justus: Gestatten Sie mir eine Frage, Sir.

Cotta: Bitte.

Justus: *seitenlanges Geschwafel, das gaanz am Ende mit einer super kurzen Frage endet, die aber kaum gehört wird, weil alle anderem noch versuchen, herauszufinden, was Satz 1 überhaupt bedeutet*

Dylan: 👁️👄👁️

Cotta: Sehr gute Frage, Justus! *beginnt sie zu beantworten*

Roxy: Alter. War das überhaupt ne Frage?!

Paul: Ich- öhm, glaub schon 🧍

Skinny: Ich brauch ne Aspirin. Und Urlaub. So weit weg wie möglich 😐

[poemoftheday]

Poem of the Day 2 April 2024

'Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend'

BY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS

Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen  justa loquar ad te: Quare via impiorum prosperatur?

Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend 

With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just. 

Why do sinners’ ways prosper? and why must 

Disappointment all I endeavour end? 

    Wert thou my enemy, O thou my friend, 

How wouldst thou worse, I wonder, than thou dost 

Defeat, thwart me? Oh, the sots and thralls of lust 

Do in spare hours more thrive than I that spend, 

Sir, life upon thy cause. See, banks and brakes 

Now, leavèd how thick! lacèd they are again 

With fretty chervil, look, and fresh wind shakes 

Them; birds build – but not I build; no, but strain, 

Time’s eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes. 

Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.

[fragwuerdiger-episodenguide]

(038) Die drei ??? und der unsichtbare Gegner

Klappentext

Ben Peck, Peters Großvater, hat eine Reihe von Erfindungen gemacht und jetzt will er eine davon in New York verkaufen. Aber er hat ständig Angst, dass man ihm sein geistiges Eigentum stiehlt. Da ist vor allem Ed Snabel. Was hat dieser Mann vor? Warum verfolgt er Ben Peck? Die drei Detektive erleben eine atemberaubende Jagd quer durch Amerika ... 

Veröffentlichungshistorie

Buch (Random House): 039, 1984, M. V. Carey, The Mystery of the Trail of Terror Buch (Kosmos): 037, 1986, Leonore Puschert (aus dem Amerikanischen übertragen) Hörspiel (Europa): 038, 1986

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Pismo Beach, Stadt in Kalifornien

Monterey, Stadt in Kalifornien

San Francisco, Stadt in Kalifornien

Coeur D'Alene, Stadt in Idaho (?)

Mount St. Helens, aktiver Vulkan in Washington State

Rochester, Stadt in Minnesota

La Crosse, Stadt in Wisconsin

New York, Stadt in New York

Einrichtungen

Staedler Royal, Hotel in New York

Sonstiges

Fat shaming Justus wird beleidigt

🛼 Sonstiges

Lustige Dialoge

Justus: "Ach, ich müsste wirklich mal abnehmen."

Passant: "Gibt es Ärger mein Herr?" Bartlett: "Mein Junge ist nur manchmal etwas.... schwierig." Bob: "Das ist eine Entführung! Holen Sie die Polizei, Mister! Der Kerl ist nicht mein Vater! Ich kenn ihn überhaupt nicht!" [...] Bob: "So, Ralph so mein Name sein? Hier, hier, hier ist mein Schülerausweis, Sir – mit Bild – und da steht Bob Andrews drin!"

Phrasenschwein

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🏳️‍🌈 Queer/diversity read

Shippy moments

Justus: "Und es ist für uns ein Privileg, mit dem FBI zusammenzuarbeiten–" Bob: "Bla, bla, bla ..." Peter: "Pummelchen, komm zur Sache. Das interessiert Mr. Anderson nicht."

Diversity, Political Correctness and Feminism

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[ramen8baka]

Hi! Hokage Itachi x yn. (She's younger than him and Itachi would have a crush on her idk) and Yn is Gojo's sister but her appearance was completely opposite she had black straight hair and her skin color would be like brown) but nobody knew cause yn never disclosed any info before she came to konoha for a mission. She came alone bc she could handle single missions very well. She was strong and capable. So ofc Itachi would know about her since she came here for a mission which is related to the village. So when Gojo would come everyone knows him right? And people would see yn and Gojo and they will get the wrong idea that she's his gf or something and Itachi would jealous.

Omg it's so long😃 but take your time

no problem! I tried to get this done as soon as I could :D also sorry it took so long also tell me if I did good ;-;

a/n: I never really dug too much into y/n’a appearance cus everyone has different skin tones, hair, eye color, etc. but just make any inference u want!

Hokage Itachi x reader

“Excuse me?” A deep voice called you. You look up to see a tall man with dark hair that was pulled back and dark eyes. you infected this was the hokage considered by the cloak he was wearing.

“Hmph.” You nod and stand up to join him in his office.

“so your here on a mission, yes?” He asks

“Correct.” You reply

“I wish you well on your mission but since it starts tomorrow I assume you’d like a tour of the area?” He says as he straightens a stack of papers neatly. “oh, you really don’t have to-“

“But I want to.” He smiles at you.

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• “you know, I never got your name.” You say while looking up at a willow tree.

“itachi, itachi uchiha.”

“are you sure you don’t want me to call you sir or hokage or anything?” “I’m sure. And your y/n, right?” He asks.

“yup. Well thank you for showing me around.”

“of course! If you ever need anything you know where to go.” “Yeah, we’ll i better get going.” You sigh.

“let me walk you back” he insists.

“Oh, you really don’t have to-“

“miss l/n, we’ve been through this before. I want to” you smile at his chivalry. once you made your way to your temporary home you thank him and get ready for dinner. You were on a mission to help escort a princess to an event. But she was well known and no one wanted her to get captured or anything. Since you were a very skilled shining they trusted you to go by yourself. “miss l/n, we’ve been through this before. I want to” you smile at his chivalry. once you made your way to your temporary home you thank him and get ready for dinner. You were on a mission to help escort a princess to an event. But she was well known and no one wanted her to get captured or anything. Since you were a very skilled shining they trusted you to go by yourself.

as you lay in bed that night, you thought about itachi. he had been very considerate and kind to you today and you knew no one had ever really treated you that nice. that is besides one other person. and he was decent looking too. no. not decent, good. we’re you falling for him already? you sure hoped not. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You started your mission today. Nothing was going wrong and I’m fact you were getting the princess escorted fairly quickly. You decided to stay in a nice hotel that night since you come across a small town and obviously the princess wasn’t gonna stay in some ratty old tent.

The next day went smoothly too. You didn’t come across any rouge ninjas or out her enemies. That was until the night after. you both stayed in a tent that night since there wasn’t any towns in sight. the princess didn’t complain since you were protecting her.

You first heard the slight rusting out side of the tent. You looked next to you to still see the princess. Whoever was out there must’ve not been very skilled since they weren’t being quiet about it. you were tired and didn’t want much trouble so you hoped out, used a couple Justus, then went back to sleeping soundly. hey, I wasn’t kidding about you being a skilled shinobi. The mission was complete after a few more days. You were now back in konoha since you quite liked it there. “good job on your mission, y/n.” Itachi said. You sat next to him on a bench. You’d gotten closer with itachi for the few weeks you were in konoha and you were starting to think he was falling for you too. your new friends also teased the both of you about it. You became friends with a certain energetic blonde and talkative cherry blossom. there were others you knew too. a sleepy pineapple head, shy violet haired girl, and a messy haired dog loving brunette. It felt like you belonged somewhere once in your life.

“oh, y/n why don’t you just move here already?” Sakura asked. “all of my things are back home. everything invested known is back there.” You explain

“well this could be something new! someone could come with you to get your stuff. Or your parents or someone could bring it.” She suggests.

“I dunno… it’s complicated.” •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You awoke the next morning feeling different. You had some weird feeling that something was going to happen today but you couldn’t tell if it was for the better or worse. You walk into town and decide you’re in the mood for ramen. You sit down at ichiraku and see a familiar blonde haired boy sit next to you. “hey y/n chan!” He says excitedly.

“haha, hey naruto.” You reply

“You know, that offer is still open” he winks at you

“for the 10th time, no I am not going on a date with you!” You yell. You loved naruto. Really. But not like that. In the friend way. He just couldn’t seem to get that. “alright, alright. Well at least let me pay for your ramen today.” He slides a bunch of cash to the man once you get your ramen. “I know who you do like though.” He grins

“w-who?” Oh shit. He couldn’t know, right? “Nah I’m just kiddin! Maybe someday you’ll find that special someone though.” He starts shoveling ramen into his mouth. “w-who?” Oh shit. He couldn’t know, right? “Nah I’m just kiddin! Maybe someday you’ll find that special someone though.” He starts shoveling ramen into his mouth.

“excuse me, may I have the tonkotsu ramen?” You hear an all to familiar voice ask. It kind of sounded like… gojo? You look over and it really was!

“gojo!” You jumó up and hug him.

“woah, woah!” His arms hold still for a second before hugging you back. “Why are you here?” You step back

“I mean I haven’t seen you in awhile. I thought maybe I should surprise you.” He says.

“y/n… who is this?” Naruto asks.

“oh, naruto this is gojo he’s-“

“you have a BOYFRIEND?!” naruto interrupts. this mf, you thought. “no that’s not-“ he cuts you off once again by running out of ichiraku and off to somewhere else. “it’s great to see you. maybe I should take you for a tour of the area?” He nods in response. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• “so how have you been doing back home?” You ask, sitting on a bench. “oh, you know. normal. I’ve been going on missions too but I wanted to settle down for a bit and see you again. It’s just been too long” he scratches his neck and laughs, light and airy. “yea, that’s for sure. Ooh maybe I should introduce you to my friends later.” You suggest.

“I’d actually like that.” He smiles.

“What’s up guys!” You walk to your hangout spot with gojo. You wanted him to get to know your friends since h’d be staying with you for awhile. He didn’t rent an apartment temporarily so obviously he’s staying with you. You hear some “hey’s!” And “what’s good’s” in response. Something you noticed was that everyone seemed so much quieter than usual. And itachi almost seemed… upset? You sit next to him in hopes to see what wrong.

“hey are you good? I wanted you to meet my-“

“boyfriend. I know.” there’s complete silence for a second. then it’s quickly interrupted by your bursting laughter. Everyone starts staring at. some shaking their heads, some just… staring.

“sorry! No, i really am!” You say as you wipe tears from your eyes, hand clutching your stomach. “I guess I should explain..” you look at gojo.

“gojo is my brother. We’re just really close since… well, we’re all each other has ever had. Our parents died when we were really young.” Itachi looks at you with wide eyes.

“oh shoot, y/n I’m sorry. I didn’t know”

“it’s fine! I can see why you would think that.” “no I mean I’m also sorry about your parents. I know it’s… hard. to not have them around.”

“alright lovebirds break it up!” Naruto pushes his arms in between you both. “oh, ya know we all should get going.” Ino says as she nudges sakura.

“oh, right! Yeah come in guys. We should rest up since some of us have had a long day.” Sakura says in an odd robotic voice. Gojo winked at you before he left. You blushed when you realized.

soon it was just you and itachi. “so…” you started.

“I like you.”

“w-what?” You freeze. “I like you. No, I love you. I dunno when I realized it but seeing you with what I thought was your boyfriend made me really jealous. And I guess that’s when it clicked. I love you, y/n l/n.” He held your hands.

“I love you too itachi uchiha.” and soon the gap between you both was nonexistent.

[stoicbreviary]

"Thou Art Indeed Just, Lord, If I Contend"

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889) 

Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad te: Quare via impiorum prosperatur? &c. 

Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just.  Why do sinners’ ways prosper? and why must  Disappointment all I endeavour end?     Wert thou my enemy, O thou my friend,  How wouldst thou worse, I wonder, than thou dost  Defeat, thwart me? Oh, the sots and thralls of lust  Do in spare hours more thrive than I that spend,  Sir, life upon thy cause. See, banks and brakes  Now, leavèd how thick! lacèd they are again  With fretty chervil, look, and fresh wind shakes  Them; birds build – but not I build; no, but strain,  Time’s eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes.  Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain. 

[dove-actually]

Hello Other Dove! ^^! If you’re participating in STS, today is the beginning of Black History Month, please tell us about your Black characters and/or characters of color!

Thank you for this great q! i was actually sitting out STS today b/c of work, but  briefly popping back in to answer this Black-History-Month-relevant ask.

While most of my main cast are characters of color (more about the various races of Knight Errant here), I’ll focus on Myrhi characters for this, since all the Myrhi in the cast are black. (there are non-black people living on Myrh Island, but the Myrhi as a people are predominantly black)

The two Myrhi in the central cast are Dayoni, a knight-in-training who holds a spectacular grudge against Sarra, and Sir Justus, the royal spymaster and Sarra’s boss. They’re both originally from Myrh Island (the island that was moved closer to the continent via magic, to join w/ two other lands and form  Scania), and share some of the usual Myrhi attributes -- good knowledge of history, mastery of various languages, great sense of fashion -- but in most other ways they’re v different. Dayoni is stubborn, straightforward, action-driven, and sees everything as clear-cut right or wrong. Sir Justus thinks in more abstract shades of grey, and prefers subtle influence to the direct head-on approach. 

As for their character arcs -- Dayoni spends most of the book trying to kill Sarra in a fair duel, to “restore the honor” of all young women who want to be knights and are doubted because Sarra turned errant. her actual arc is learning to redirect some of that anger toward the sexist jerks who came up with that narrative in the first place  But also she gets in Sarra’s way at every turn.  She is a very competent fight-me emoji.

Sir Justus wants to stop the Prelate from hurting the King and destabilizing Scania, and his arc is about trying to uncover all the threads of the conspiracy and see the full picture -- all the while being at odds with Sarra, who disapproves strongly of his methods. He’s pretty confident that his strategy is correct, but might exhibit some character growth if no one’s looking ;)

thank you for the great question :)

[orii-blogs-stuff]

“I think they’re from that new place, Sir.” The server named Riya said, “That one where the other patron is from is from… Yurgenschmidt ?”

Information is vital to the people of Yurgenschmidt, be they a travelling merchant, a farmer, a citizen, a Priest, a Noble or a God, to give away information that should be kept close to the heart is a kin to folly.

So when a server from the ‘restaurant’ said another had visited the restaurant before them, Justus was curious to say the least, who had come to the restaurant before them?

OOO

Mestionora narrowed her eyes and stared at the peculiar thing, it was a wooden door with a Katze and some odd symbols carved into it, but that was not the peculiar part, what was peculiar was how she felt summoning magic envelope the the door.

What was worse, the door was in the middle of her… And her Library…

“Unacceptable…” Mestionora muttered, was it a trick or a temptation of some sorts sent by her Aunt? Perhaps. But no trickery of her Aunt’s was going to stop Mestionora from reading her books! She needed to face the situation head on.

Mestionora took a deep breath before letting her mana run free and opening the door, “Who dares-” She was quickly stopped by a presence in her mind.

“Stop this immediately.” Mestionora was startled by the Voice, so much so she reeled in her mana, “Better.” The Voice said in approval, “You were hurting my friends and the customers.”

Customers? 

Mestionora looked at her surroundings, she was in an eatery of some sorts, the patrons sitting at the tables were clutching their chests and staring at her while two others wearing a risque uniform (the uniform barely went below their knees!) were clutching the table with one hand while their other hand settled protectively against their chest.

Only one of the people of the establishment was not clutching their chest in pain, a girl with black hair, black eyes and strange, pointy ears. “I...” She would not apologize, she was a Goddess and Goddesses did not apologize nor ask for forgiveness, “I thought you were minions sent by my Aunt.”

“Please ensure you do not do this ever again.” The girl said, “If not, the consequences can be… Severe…” Mestionora bristled at the comment, how dare this mortal threaten her!

Before she could say anything, a man came into the room. “Hello there.” He said, “And welcome, I mean no offence Ma’am, but please do not do that again.”

“What is this place?” Mestionora questioned the mortal.

“This is Nekoya.” The chef said, “We’re a humble restaurant serving western food, mostly.”

A restaurant? How absurd! A mortal ‘restaurant’ couldn’t possibly exist within the realm of the Gods! Not unless they had climbed the towering staircase. From the beating of their hearts to the colour on their cheeks to the brightness of their eyes, Mestionora could tell these mortals had definitely not climbed the towering staircase, besides, “Explain what a restaurant is doing in my domain.” Mestionora ordered. 

The chef just shrugged, Mestionora internally grimaced at the casual display, “The details aren’t clear with me either, it just happens really. According to an elderly regular, it distorts space-time and multiple doors appear in many locations, all leading to this very restaurant which is in another world.” Another world? How interesting, “Please, have a seat, order whatever you like. Kuro, could you please give the young lady a menu?”

The server with pointed ears continued to stare at her, “If you dare do anything else to harm-”

“-Oh.” The man said, “One more thing, could you read the [Eastern Continent]?”

Mestionora did not show her confusion, “I do not know of this… Eastern Continent you speak of.”

“That’s… strange…” The man said, “Where are you from exactly?”

As if she would tell a mortal vital information about herself-

Mestionora saw her life flash before her eyes, her entrance into the world, meeting her extended family for the first time, staying with her grandparents, her first book, her library and hiding whenever her Father would come to visit to try to ‘talk’ - despite everyone knowing in reality, he just wanted to kill her.

“Behave…” The girl with the weird ears - how she knew as Kuro - said, “Or we will start having problems, you’re far away from your home, aren’t you?”

A threat… With the power Kuro had, Mestionora had no doubt that it was a threat that could be seen through. “I am from Yurgenschmidt.” Mestionora took pride in the way Kuro’s eyes widened. Even if the mortals could not see the way her eyes widened a fraction of a [nanometer], Mestionora revelled in the way she startled the server. If she was startled just by hearing she was from Yurgenschmidt, how would she react to hearing that the stupid creature had just threatened the beloved granddaughter of the Supreme Couple?

“Hmm…” The man said, “Kuro? Could you please describe the menu to the young lady then?”

“It… Would be my pleasure, Master.”

The Master nodded, “Good, I’ll leave her in your hands then.” With that, he left.

Kuro brought the menu to her, Mestionora looked through the menu, it was written in a strange language and the print of the food looked much more detailed than the current prints Rozemyne had introduced, “Well?” Mestionora projected from her mind, “Introduce me to your selection of food.”

“First wipe your face, you look like you need it.” The Feybeast said as she also gave Mestionora a glass of water with ice, Mestionora grimaced at the addition of ice in her water and she barely paid attention to what Kuro was saying.

“Give me a glass of water with no ice.” Mestionora demanded.

“Very well, I shall get your water, please look through the menu and select your meal until then.” With that, Kuro left her.

Leaving her alone… With a menu she could not read…

‘What a [bitch].’ Mestionora thought to herself, she could feel her heart crumbling, having a book in front of her but not being able to read it was the epitome of torture, however angered she may be however, she could not throw a tantrum like a mortal child, she was a Goddess and had a reputation to uphold, the only thing she could do was to look around.

She could hear the other patrons talking to each other and eating to their hearts, the other two servers taking orders or counting the coins, one of the servers had blonde hair and horns, how strange, was she also a feybeast of sorts or was this a fashion choice from her country? Ventuchte had made all kinds of strange apparels over the centuries and even stranger cosmetics so she would not be surprised if this was a strange trend of the server’s homeland.

The other server was quite plain looking, black hair, dark eyes, no need to focus on her.

The door opened, and out stepped a man wearing odd clothes and even odder accessories.

“Hello and welcome~!” The plain server said, “Will it be the usual, Shuu?”

‘Shuu’ simply nodded, “Could you put a few caffeine shots into my melon soda if possible? I need to finish editing this thing and I’m going to need all the energy I have and even more.”

That fool! Why would he give away important information to a server in front of everyone? Did he not know any and all information could be used against him?

“Ofcourse!” The plain server said, “Please have a seat, we’re a bit crowded at the moment so do you mind sharing a table with anyone?”

“I don’t mind.” Shuu said as he sat next to her, it took every strand of willpower to snap at the two to say she wouldn’t wish to sit next to anyone, especially not a mortal of lower status than her.

Just then, Kuro came back with the water, “Here.” Kuro handed her the fresh cup of water with no ice and gave the man named Shuu a warm towel.

“What do you suggest I order?” Mestionora asked Kuro.

“I like chicken curry.” Kuro said.

The nerve of this girl! This was not about her! “So should I order chicken curry?” Mestionora asked.

“No, that is something I like, I don’t think you could handle the heat.” Kuro said, “You should order a Parfait or a cream puff or if you’re feeling a little adventurous, Croquettes. Yurgens are not known for their spice tolerance, especially those from the centre or up North.”

It was a trap as far as Mestionora was concerned. If she ordered something sweet, Kuro would think she was from the Northern part of Yurgenscmidt, however if she ordered something spicy, Kuro would get the information that she was from the Southern part of Yurgenschmidt.

However, unluckily for the server, Mestionora was not from the mortal part of Yurgenschmidt, rather, she was from the Divine part so any information she tried to extract from her, it would all be useless, “I would like the chicken curry.” She informed Kuro.

“Very well then…” She said as she left.

With nothing left to do, Mestionora started to gather information about her fellow patrons, she was sure grandmother would like to know more about those who had dared to extrude themselves into her domain.

She noticed a pair of oddly dressed Nobles wearing mostly white cloth and averted her eyes when she saw that the woman’s low-cut clothing showed off too much skin, ‘For a Noble, she was quite bold.’ Mestionora thought to herself, ‘And lewd.’

They were mindlessly chattering with two Lady’s, one with a plain dress (much too plain for a Noble to wear) while the other was dressed in an appropriate amount of clothing but had the same oddly-shaped ears as Kuro.

“Here’s your [melon soda]~” The plain looking server told the patron sitting opposite to Mestionora, “Sir put three caffeine shots in this one.”

“Thanks…” The patron grumbled. How rude! Clearly he was an ordinary mortal and not a Noble, no Noble would ever be caught acting like that! As far as she was aware, they’d rather die than let their family bear witness to such shame!

“Let me know if you need anything~” The plain server said before leaving.

Mestionora continued to observe the other customers, a feybeast that resembled a humanoid Eidechse, an old man and his (most likely) son, a Noble Man eating Garnele as well as many others in this small restaurant.

The man in front of her pulled out a strange metallic object which opened up like a book. Mestionora was about to ask him what that thing he was carrying was when her food had arrived, “One chicken curry.” Kuro said.

Mestionora took a bit of the ‘chicken curry’, it felt as if her entire mouth was on fire.

“How is it?” The Evil thing asked, “Is it too spicy?”

“I can barely feel the burn.” Mestionora said, eying the glass of water. It had been a while since Mestionora had tasted mortal food, as such, he body was simply not used to it.

Yes… Yes that was exactly what it was…

Mestionora continued to eat at a relaxed pace, the burn lessened after a bit and she could taste a hint of sweetness in the dish surprisingly. The food was not as bad as she was expecting it to be, the mortal must be a skilled chef.

Despite not being able to enter her library, her time when her grandmother would grace the mortal skies had not been as horrible as she had been expecting it to be.

“The restaurant can only be entered once every seven days.” Kuro said.

Well, since she could not visit her library anymore on Fruitdays due to the restaurant door blocking her path and she had nothing better to do, “Very well then, you can expect my patronage once every Fruitday.”

OOO

“She was extremely scary…” The poor demon girl - Aletta - said. Red felt sad for the child, having to experience a Yurgenschmidt God of all things to experience in her short life.

“I thought I was having a heart attack.” The human girl - Riya - said, “I’m just glad Kuro had the presence of mind to stop whatever the new customer was doing.”

“It was almost as scary as the first time Arius and Iris had come to visit.” Aletta said.

“The siren pair? But they're so well mannered they’re basically saints!”

Red tuned out the pair’s chatterings and was in deep thought. Yurgenschmidt… Red did not know much about the lands, but she knew of the land’s cruel nature and even crueller nature, White had once told her the people of Yurgenschmidt had invented a spell that would destroy the victims soul, they would use the spell as punishment, use it on anyone they suspected a traitor and their families.

Their Gods did nothing in the face of such an abject perversion of nature.

What was worse, due to the decreasing number of souls in their own world, their God of Life would pluck out souls from other worlds to be reborn in Yurgenschmidt, Red had heard White cry many times, how she was unable to save souls from being taken by the Yurgen God.

However, due to the soul issue being a domain issue, there was nothing Red could do to help White. She was the Goddess of Fire after all, not Life.

“At the time, I did not know what to do when the Goddess had entered.” Black explained, “She was quite… I wanted you to meet her, so I tried to make her stay longer by giving her spicy chicken curry and being a bit slow to get her food so it would take time for her to finish it, however, she had finished it before you had arrived.”

Red sighed, she did want to interrogate the Goddess, however some things just weren't meant to be, but that did not mean she could not take preventative measures so her people would not get hurt by the Goddess for a second time. “Black.” She told her friend, “Look after the Restaurant, if that Yurgen Goddess tries to do anything to our people, cut her down immediately.”

“Understood.” Black said.

[boredmariedelline]

VADD Paintings Aesthetic #3

We're going with female portraits for the guys since most of the portraits are either a. literally wearing only black and white or b. wearing something that doesn't go with their aesthetic. I've also decided up the paintings from 6 to 8 because I couldnt decide.

Callisto Regulus

Portrait of Empress Josephine de Beauharnais Bonaparte by François Gérard, 1807 | Portrait of Mademoiselle Geneviève De Malboisière by Louis-Michel van Loo 1746-1766 | Portrait of an unknown lady (presumed to be Hortense Mancini) Justus van Egmont, 17th century | Portrait of Maria Anna of Pfalz-Sulzbach by George Desmarées, 18th century | Portrait of Queen Wilhelmina of the Netherlands by Thérèse Schwartze, 1898 | Portrait of Countess Olga Orlova-Davydova by Christina Robertson 1840 | Portrait of Dorothy Sidney by Sir Anthonis van Dyck, 1632-1641

[skyetenshi]

Hörbuch: Der lachende Schatten

Mr Harris: Es ist leider so, dass die Leute einen oft hassen, nur weil man eben anders ist als sie.

Justus: Ah, das kenne ich, Sir.

Exfuckingcuse me? Ich war nicht bereit so verletzt zu werden! Ist sich Justus so schmerzlich bewusst darüber, dass er anders ist und aus den "normalen" Leuten ausfällt? Was passiert mit Justus zwischen seinen Fällen? Was ist wenn Peter und Bob nicht da sind? Oder war das bevor sie sich kennengelernt haben?

Sind sie deswegen Freunde?

Wurde einfach Klein-Justus gehasst und gemobbt und Klein-Bob, der zwar immer klein aber der Mutigste war, ist eingeschritten? Und dann kam Klein-Peter, der zwar größer war als die andern Kinder, sich aber allein nicht getraut hat und erst Klein-Bobs Anstoß brauchte und hat Klein-Justus mit beschützt?

Und war Klein-Justus einfach so: Danke aber warum hat ihr das gemacht?

Und dann waren Klein-Bob und Klein-Peter so: du bist ein genialer Dummkopf und wir sind jetzt Freunde.

Und dann haben sie ihn adoptiert. Deswegen sind die auch immer noch Freunde, Bob und Peter hatten/haben nen leichten Bodyguard Komplex. Und sie könnten die Freundschaft nie beenden weil sie damit angefangen hatten. Du kannst Justus nicht etwas geben und erwarten dass er es freiwillig wieder abgibt. Schon gar nicht wenn es Liebe ist. Und mittlerweile können sie Justus nicht mehr alleine auf die Welt loslassen, weil er eine Gefahr für alle ist. Okay, das war übertrieben, aber mittlerweile lieben sie einander einfach so sehr, dass sie das niemals verlieren wollen.

[drei-satzzeichen]

Justus: Sir, we just caught a serial killer… I’ve wanted this since I was four years old.

Cotta: That’s troubling.