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Weekly Recap | October 1st-13th 2024

Hope all my fellow Canadians had a good long weekend! Had a week from hell last week so I didn't have time to put up the rec, and it's even a bit late for today, but I did it!

If you know anyone who's not tagged, please don't hesitate to tag them in the comments!

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Siri, Call... by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Sickfic | 1,5K | General): Buck is sick and needs to call for help.

for thy true-love take by lecornergirl/ @clusterbuck (Outsider POV, Established buddie | 2K | Teen): OR: Chimney Han and the ethics of slipping your coworkers love potions

watch out, you might get what you're after by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Getting Together | 2K | Mature): Buck unintentionally woos Eddie. And then has a hell of a time processing the way he feels about that.

i hate accidents (except when we went from friends to this) by bellabrady (Getting Together | 2K | Not Rated): Or: How Buck and Eddie's first kiss leads to someone calling the police on them.

Put To Good Use by kittyeddie (PWP, BDSM | 3K | Explicit): Or, Buck and Eddie finally have a kid-free day at home, and take advantage of every second of it

At First Scent by Inell/ @inell (Urban Fantasy AU | 4K | Teen): When Buck visits Maddie, he meets Chris, a magic user needing his sister’s help learning how to use his powers. He also meets Eddie, Christopher’s dad, and feels a connection that he’s only ever dreamed of finding.

Bears, and Foxes, and a Three-Legged Bobcat by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Pre-Buddie, First Date | 4K | General): Buck and Eddie go on a non-date date to a wildlife park. Cuteness ensues.

Just Right by Inell/ @inell (Future fic, Getting Together | 4K | Teen): After getting injured on a call, Buck wakes up the next morning and tries to piece together what happened, accidentally changing his relationship with Eddie in the process.

to adam, from your ribs by justhockey (S8, Getting Together | 4K | General): And the thing is, Buck is so good at being alone; he’s been doing it almost his whole life. But when he’s reminded of the way love tastes, drizzled like honey on your tongue - the way it feels, like the warm glow of sunlight on your skin. That is when he truly aches. Not the breaking, because he’s done that a thousand times over. It’s the knowing that really does him in. The having, for just a little while, before it’s snatched away so quickly he can still feel the burn on his fingertips from trying to hold on.

Hall Pass by Inell/ @inell (Post-S7, Getting Together | 5K | Teen): After Buck and Eddie take Jee and Mara trick or treating, Chim and Maddie play a trick of their own to help Buck finally make a move on Eddie.

it's leading me on, every time we touch by lightyears (Post-S6, Getting Together | 5K | Explicit): Eddie doesn’t think anything of it when he reaches across the table to pile some pasta onto his plate, says, “Just my back. It’s been giving me a bit of trouble.” “You’re hurt, Eddie?” Bobby asks him, and Eddie’s sure that his intention isn’t to capture the rest of the team’s attention, but by way of being Captain, it happens anyway. “I promise, Cap. I’m good. But if it helps, I can go speak with a doctor, make sure nothing else is going on.” Chim chirps up: “A physio probably makes more sense than a doctor.” “Or an occupational therapist,” Ravi suggests, and Eddie’s sure it’s to stave off a Chim-Hen showdown. “Even a massage therapist would probably help.” And then Maddie says, “Buck used to be a massage therapist” and everyone goes quiet, heads all swinging in Buck’s direction.

sweet sunbursts of flesh pink magic by Underhung_Aura/ @eddiebabygirldiaz (Canon Divergent, Witch Buck, Sex Pollen | 5K | Explicit): Buck’s magic has always been a bit volatile. Jittery. Fluctuating. A touch reckless. Messy and bright and loud. Maddie says that a person’s magic is supposed to match the person themselves, that the form it takes isn’t happenstance or random, that it’s a reflection of your purest self, an extension of your soul that you can manipulate. Safe to say, Buck’s never cared for that assessment. or, buck has magic and eddie gets doused with sex pollen

Happy Accident by Inell/ @inell (Post-S8E01: Buzzkill, Friends to Fiances | 6K | Teen): When Buck gets some good news, he accidentally kisses Eddie, which leads to a conversation that changes their relationship.

Kissing On The Corner, Wait For Just A Minute by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Secret Relationship | 6K | Teen): Buck and Eddie think they're so smooth. They're cool, calm, collected. Normal, in fact. Just two normal best friends. Nothing to see here. Nobody is convinced.

Does it bite at your edges? by noxeratum (Infidelity, Post-S7, Getting Together | 6K | Explicit): Eddie Diaz is so repressed that he thinks his jealousy is bigotry and feels bad about it.

Talk Dirty to Me by ameliahart (Post-S7, FWB | 6K | Explicit): In which Buck has recently ended things with Tommy, Eddie wants to explore his sexuality, and they decide to start sleeping together. As friends, of course.

Through the Looking Glass by jukoist/ @beforejuko (Post-S8E01: Buzzkill, Getting Together | 6K | General): Buck likes Tommy. He does! And he definitely isn't in love with Eddie. He's just... worried. Because Eddie keeps vanishing on Sundays, leaving Buck with the boyfriend he definitely likes as much as he should. Everything is fine. Or, a post 8x01 coda.

Basics, Understanding Basics by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Post-S7, Getting Together | 7K | Teen): Chris gets sick, loses part of his memory, and reassures Eddie and Buck they can still kiss in front of him. That's really thoughtful of him, except for the fact that Eddie and Buck aren't dating.

🔥All The Things You Want From Me by giselleslash/ @gigi-gigi (Post-S7, Getting Together | 7K | Teen): “Can I ask you something?” Eddie shrugs. “Sure.” Tommy looks nervous, unsure. Tommy never looks nervous, or unsure. “Do you think Evan would move in with me if I asked him?” (Or the one where Eddie feels Buck slipping through his fingers and can’t let him go, so he tells him not to move in with Tommy and blows everything apart.)

My Carpet’s Got Crop Circles by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Eddie & Karen, Getting Together | 9K | Teen): Or, five times Karen tries to use wine nights to get Eddie and Buck together, and the one time she didn't need to.

🔥Late Fines by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Librarian!Buck | 12K | Teen): Buck is a children's librarian at the branch closest to Eddie's house. When he gets himself involved in the lives of a cute kid and his handsome single dad, he gets a glimpse of what he wants in life. It might just take a few years to get it.

Eddie Diaz VS The Buck's Boyfriend Agenda by songbvrd/ @songbvrd (Post-S7, BuckTommy Break-Up | 23K | Mature): Eddie starts gathering information about why no one trusts Tommy. As he grows to hate their relationship more, he learns more about himself and what he wants.

🔥 ice cream before dinner by cloudydaisies (Post-S7, Getting Together | 58K | Teen): or, gerrard messes with the team's schedules and eddie 'i just drove my son to flee the state' diaz is the only option to watch mara and jee-yun after school on tuesdays, which, shouldn't be a problem at all, right?

🔥 Any Other Way by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, S2 | 102K | Mature): In a switcheroo alternate universe, Buck spends young adulthood in the military, while Eddie, who has no idea Christopher exists, spends his twenties messing around, finally enjoying freedom away from his family’s expectations. When they both end up in Los Angeles, at the 118, some things are different, and others will be the same in any universe.

WIP

Gentle On My Mind by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Shannon Lives, Buck/Eddie/Shannon | 5/? | 32K | Explicit): In which Shannon lives, tells a lie, and sends hers, Eddie's, and Buck's lives down a very different path.

🔥 go and kill, go and die by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Zombie Apocalypse AU | 9/14 | 40K | Mature): The 118 are a group of survivors in a small California town in the wake of a zombie apocalypse. For months they've been isolated and safe. But the arrival of some new players, the search for some missing loved ones, will shake everything up and put their little team in jeopardy.

Podfic

[Podfic] déjà vu by NC Pods (N0Connections)/ @n0connections // fic by peaktotheocean/ @peaktotheocean (S7E07: Ghost of a Second Chance | 10-20min | General): It is completely possible that Buck put too much thought into buying his couch. But Eddie can’t think of anyone else in his life who would buy a couch just so his kid would be comfortable.

🔥 [Podfic] With a Little Help From my Friends by MeggieJolly/ @meggiejolly // fic  by extasiswings/ @extasiswings (Post-S3, Feelings Realization | 10-20min | Teen): “You know…several of us parents get together once, maybe twice a month or so. You’re welcome to join us if you’d like. I can add you to the email chain.” Not for the first time that day, Eddie’s surprised. It’s not that he’s opposed, more that the invitation is unexpected. He’s not particularly social—when he is it’s with the team or with Buck or with his family, all of them in each other’s houses, in each other’s lives both at work and away from it. Outside of them… It occurs to him that he’s never really known how to make friends. [Or: Eddie makes friends outside of work and realizes that Buck might not, in fact, be just a friend]

🔥 as lucky as us [Podfic] by blackglass/ @blackestglass // fic by hammersmiths/ @henswilsons (Ravi POV, S7 | 20-30min | General): One of the first things Ravi learned when joining the 118 was to, under no circumstances, think too hard about Buck and Eddie’s relationship. But brother, they could try make his job easier. “I mean, I get it,” Buck’s saying, overhead, and Ravi’s knee-deep in literal human crap and even he can smell that shit from a mile away. “You and Tommy have a lot in common.” or, Ravi continually suffers as a third-wheel.

🔥 [podfic] baby, can i hold you? by All_I_Ask/ @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove // fic by fleetinghearts / @shitouttabuck (pre-Buddie, angst/comfort | 30-45min | Teen): Eddie’s eyes are squeezed shut, and Buck feels something inside him crack when this helpless, devastated sob wracks his body, eyelashes clumped with tears he’s not letting fall. “What do you need?” Buck asks again. “What can I do?” Eddie makes a frustrated noise. “I don’t know. I don’t know why this won’t stop.” or, eddie panics. buck holds him.

🔥 Heart, I Implore You [Podfic] by ReformedTsunderePodfics (ReformedTsundere)/ @film-in-my-soul // fic by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Vampire Eddie, PWP | 45-60min | Explicit): When Buck finds out his best friend isn't exactly human, he volunteers to help keep Eddie from dying. It's definitely just to keep Eddie from dying. No other reason. None whatsoever.

Re-Read

Down to the Bones of Me by giselleslash/ @gigi-gigi (Post-S7E10: All Fall Down | 5K | Teen): The morning after Christopher leaves Eddie gets in his truck and drives. Buck lets him go, and Eddie fights to come back for both of them.

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🪽spiritual guidance for you! - pick an emoji🪽

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Pile 1 🐢

twitter user @robynsquill - You need to be slowmaxing. You need to be reading long, fat books. You need to be making 48-hour chocolate chip cookies. You need to spend hours watching wildlife, you need to spend 15+ min making your coffee. You need to breathe in and breathe out. You need to be slowwwww.

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The point of spirituality isn't to just act like everything is pretty & positive all the time, and like everything will always just work out. The point is to give you the tools to turn complex situations into opportunities and empower you to work through the heavy emotions you face in your daily life in a healthy, productive way.

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"The function, the very serious function of racism, is distraction. It keeps you from doing your work. It keeps you explaining, over and over again, your reason for being. Somebody says you have no language, so you spend twenty years proving that you do. Somebody says your head isn't shaped properly, so you have scientists working on the fact that it is. Someone says you have no art, so you dredge that up. Somebody says you have no kingdoms, so you dredge that up. None of that is necessary. There will always be one more thing." -Toni Morrison

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CORD CUTTING MANTRA by MoonMagick - I release you with a full heart, with love for the place you once held in my life. May you be happy in the life you have chosen. I now take back all the energy that has been taken from me or that I have given away and I return the energy that I still hold from you. May I be free from the ties that bind us. May all cords be cut, transmuted and dissolved. May all energy return to its original sender with power, peace and forgiveness. I ask that this is complete and sealed now. So it is.

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Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence.

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It's not for us to have shame, it's for them. - Gisele Pelicot

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Life got sweeter when I realized the magic behind childhood wasn't because I was a child, it was because I was present.

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There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours. - Jean-Paul Sarte

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"It isn't courageous of modern women to run away from emotion and love. It is cowardice." - Sinead O Connor

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"Once we stop searching for approval we often gain respect" - Gloria Steinem

♥︎ much love - Glenda ♥︎

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Resources for animal artists

As an animal artist I am always trying to find good resources that I can use in aiding my artworks or for studying animals and animal anatomy. Here are a few that I have found that have been really helpful and wanted to share some for any other artists that may need more resources to learn from. I also try to look for resources that do not include AI generated images as it can be difficult to find regular photos in-between all the new AI spam on Google images.

iNaturalist - This is a website in which users can upload pictures of animals and have them identified by other users for identification purposes. There are a large amount of photos for various species of animals and some included videos. I recommend starting with explore and hitting the species tab to get a list of different species that you can start referencing from. Love this site for bug references!

Here is the link to the website: https://www.inaturalist.org/

ArtProf- ArtProf is a website created by Clara Lieu, who was a professor at the Rhode Island School of Design. This website focuses on teaching art online for free and is a great resource for artist who are beginning or for educational materials. Seriously recommend checking them out and they also have thousands of image resources that you can use as well as a YouTube channel. Definitely recommend them! Here is a link to their website: https://artprof.org/

Here is a second link that links directly were you can view reference images. Not only are there animal references but they also include people, building, fish markets and many more: https://www.flickr.com/people/189561381@N07/

National Museum of Wildlife Art- This is the website for the National Museum of Wildlife Art, which is a museum in Teton County, Wyoming. This museum features a collection of thousands of animal artworks created by various artist from around the world. This website is really nice to use when wanting to study other artists animal artwork from past eras and recent ones.

Here is a link to the website: https://www.wildlifeart.org/

and another for the collection area specifically: https://www.wildlifeart.org/collection/explore

Biodiversity Heritage Library- The Biodiversity Heritage Library is a digital library that provides information on biodiversity and resources for old literature and artworks that have been collected from different eras such as from the 17-18 hundreds. They also provide a collection of hundred of thousands of old illustrations of different species and old scientific illustrations of animals.

Here is a link to the website: https://www.biodiversitylibrary.org/

and to specifically the photo collection they have on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/people/biodivlibrary/

I hope these resources help any artists who are looking for resources to use in learning more about animal art. I also recommend going to museums and zoos, as they can be great resources to learn from, especially zoos as you can do live drawings of the animals, which helps with observation skills. Of course if it is not possible for you to go to these places in person, I hope these resources help you and many more that can be found online.

Here is a few of my favorite pictures from when I visited a museum in California:

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Introduction Clone x OC week

Giving @clonexocweek a go! I'm normally too scared to join these kind of events but... heyho! But I always want to talk about Tech and Ash! Borrowing banners from the event itself, these are lovely!

While I have a Carrd aimed for the actual fanfic I'm working on, it's outdated. But please check out Ash's carrd which contains information about her and the general timeline!

In short, the Bad Batch and Ash met each other on her home planet Cardulia, as they were on a mission to help the Jedi General Hidechiyo. The separatists have built a secret base and the carduls are not too happy to have their presence on their world, let alone inside one of their most sacred mountains.

Perhaps ironically it's Crosshair and Ash who talks (bickers actually) the most, as they constantly butt heads, both being snipers and sharp with their words. It only makes sense that anyone trying to befriend Tech later on, will have to get through his over protective brother first!

Once Tech and Ash gets a chance to speak alone on a later date when Ash regularly meets up with them for missions, they realise they have a lot in common.

“Cardulia, huh?” Hunter mumbled thoughtfully, as he scratched his chin, resting against the side of one of the chairs up in the cockpit. Crosshair sat in it, his feet up on the dashboard which Tech eyed with a slight squint in the main pilot’s seat. “We’ve never been there before.”

“It is a fairly new member of the Republic and quite out of the way for most of the Republic’s business as well,” Tech was more than happy to explain, still eyeing Crosshair. “It has proven to be a resource rich world, with an equally rich culture and aesthetically pleasing landscapes. The dangerous fauna has done little to dissuade visitors, despite rising death tolls.” 

“Oh, I like that sound of dangerous fauna,” Wrecker grinned, as he mimicked Tech’s tone at the end. “Any big ones?”

“A few which would give even you pause, Wrecker. They are comparable to adult rancors.” Wrecker’s grin only grew bigger.

Crosshair raised his hand towards Tech in a ‘really?’ gesture. “You know that’s only gonna encourage him.”

“Easy, Wrecker. We’re not here to battle the local wildlife,” Hunter sighed, as Crosshair glanced back at him, placing a toothpick between his teeth.

“We’re here to work for a Jedi,” he drawled, his gaze narrowing.

“Gotta happen sometime. They are our commanding officers, after all,” the sarge shrugged, unperturbed by Crosshair’s comment or glare. He was well aware of what the man thought of them and how little he trusted the Jedi.

“Hmph. Says who.”

“Just try to behave, alright?” Crosshair lifted his hands, his brow arching as he looked back out the windscreen and the blue hyperspace glow outside. There were gonna be few issues from him, provided the Jedi didn’t get on his nerves. 

“Which Jedi are we talking about?” Wrecker looked to Hunter, but it was Tech who answered.

“General Hide. A proficient fighter known for bold tactics. He also possesses psychometry.”

“Say what now?”

“Psychometry. It is a rare force ability that allows the user to sense information or events connected to a place or an object.”

“Huh, that’s handy,” Hunter gave an impressed nod. “Must make tracking easy.”

“I would surmise as much.”

“Also sounds like a Jedi that won’t mind our tactics either.”

Tech held up his index finger. “We will need to exercise caution while on Cardulia. Especially where we are going. When the Cardulian Council accepted the Republic’s presence on the planet, they did so under particular conditions. Any Jedi or clone forces must be accompanied by a local guide. Such will be the case this time too.”

“A local guide?” Hunter arched his brow.

“Yes. A Cardul warrior recommended by Zenda House, the Cardul ambassador.”

“A warrior, huh? Well, good, at least they won’t be getting in the way then.”

“Most likely not. The Carduls are known for two things. Their fondness for music and their ferocious warriors. Their children start learning combat early on, in order to survive on such a hostile planet.” 

“Hah, like us then,” Wrecker interjected. “Fighting since childhood, no better way to get good at it than that.”

“Yay,” Crosshair snorted, folding his arms across his chest, before putting his feet back on the floor.

Tech turned his attention to the dashboard, grabbing the ship’s controls as they dropped out of hyperspace. A green and white planet greeted them, along with a Republic space station between them and the planet. A few ships flew about, two of them immediately turning to intercept the Marauder’s descent towards the planet. A clone trooper’s voice came through the intercom.

“Unidentified transport, this is a restricted airspace, transfer your clearance code.”

“I thought this place welcomed Republic forces. What’s with the restricted airspace?” Wrecker shook his head as Tech glanced at him before inputting the required clearance codes.

  The clone trooper on the other end seemed pleased. “You’re cleared for entry. Proceed.” 

“Something tells me the carduls had more demands than just babysitting us on the planet,” Crosshair noted. He glanced up at Hunter next to him, who met his gaze evenly. 

“You would be correct,” Tech agreed. “Inputting the coordinates that Cody gave us.” He pressed at one of the control panels on the dashboard, before steering the ship sharply downward, breaching through the clouds.

A snowy landscape faced them below, covered in a conifer forest with a massive mountain side stretching out behind it. Tech took the ship to the other side of the forest, some way from the mountain; landing it safely in a small clearing, right where the coordinates pointed him to. 

As the Bad Batch exited the ship, geared up and ready, they stood in confusion for a few moments. There was nothing here.

“Tech, are you sure this is the right place?” Hunter asked.

“Positive.” Tech double checked his forearm device, frowning down at it.

“There you are,” a voice from above was heard, prompting them all to look upwards where a winged figure stood on a branch up in a large pine tree. She jumped down, unfurling her black and yellow wings, landing softly a few metres ahead of them. Her body was almost fully covered in a brown leather coat with grey fur lining the rims and collar, though regular armour could be spotted underneath the open jacket, as well as the legs and boots.

Over her right shoulder, a folded up rifle of unknown model was holstered, while a holstered energy bow was attached to her lower arm. She wore a grey helmet with a rangefinder attached to it, and a bone white pattern across it, along with a red visor. 

“Was starting to think you were gonna be a no show,” she admitted, raising her chin a little, studying them under her helmet.

“That’d be a first!” Wrecker exclaimed, as if the very notion was an insult.

“And who are you?” Hunter asked, taking a step forward to point at her, with Tech adjusting his goggles, eyes slightly narrowed.

“Ash will do,” she put her hand on her hip, leaning slightly on one leg. “I’m one of your contacts. And you are Clone Force 99, I take it?”

“Yeah. I’m Hunter. This is Wrecker, Tech and Crosshair,” the sergeant introduced them, his hand almost lazily pointing to each man as he spoke, who all nodded a greeting back. “Shouldn’t there be a Jedi with you…?”

“Hide, yes. He’s further up in the forest,” Ash pointed over her shoulder with her thumb. “He wanted to keep an eye on the target until you arrived. We should be joining him quickly.”

“Well, by all means, lead the way.” She nodded once, gesturing for them to follow her. As she led them between the pine trees, she glanced back at them occasionally. They were soldiers of the Republic, clones, just like the ones serving with Hide, but their armour was quite different. Their reputation even more so. Having such a reckless squad of unfamiliar clones in her home made her uneasy.

Tech kept his datapad in his hand now, scanning their surroundings and investigating the result with keen eyes. A habit he had developed since the very first time he’d set his foot on another planet. They all yielded different fascinating results after all. The other three didn’t have the same interest in what was going on around them, beyond what could move and possibly threaten them. 

The few minutes long trek took them further upwards, towards a slope along the mountain edge. The trees grew more sparse up there, allowing them the first sights of familiar white clone armour. Once within sight, Ash unfurled her wings and took flight; staying close to the ground, before landing by a man dressed in a blue Jedi robe. 

Hunter squinted as he saw her talk quietly with him. As they reached the squad of clones, a few of them looked towards the new arrivals. The clone captain in the group, stood by Ash and the Jedi by now, his head slowly turning towards Clone Force 99 as well. His armour markings, along that of the other clones, were a mix of teal and light blue.

The Jedi turned to Hunter, who was the first one to step up. His brothers remained more behind him, with Tech barely looking up from his datapad. Hunter saluted to Hide; he was one of the few who bothered doing that to the Jedi at all.

“Reporting for duty, sir,” he said. Crosshair turned his head slightly towards Hunter, wondering why he was being overly professional.

“Welcome to Cardulia,” Hide nodded to them. He gestured towards his captain, who stepped up as well. “This is Captain Tenno. He’s the one who contacted Cody, who warmly recommended your squad.” Tenno extended his hand to Hunter, who politely shook it.

“Gonna be interesting to see you in action,” Tenno grinned under the helmet.

“Looks like our reputation is preceding us,” Hunter arched a brow under the helmet. “Better be at our best, boys,” he glanced over his shoulder at the others. 

“Ain’t we always?” Wrecker rolled his shoulder, raring to get started. Talking was dull. 

“What are we looking at here exactly?” Hunter turned to the matters of the actual mission. Rather than answering, Hide looked to Tenno. The clone captain pulled up a small holographic projector in his palm. When he activated it, an image of what was clearly the inside of a mountain flickered to life. 

“A secret Separatist base,” he started to explain. “We cannot locate the exact position with our scanners due to interference from inside the mountain. We know there’s a secret entrance somewhere but cannot locate that either. And the mountain’s filled with ancient tunnels and caves, which means trying to manually look through the place will take too long.” 

“Too long? Do you suspect the separatists are up to something, since you’re worried about the timetable?” Both Hide and Tenno looked over at Ash.

She gestured at the mountain next to them. “This mountain is called Dreki. It’s a very sacred site to my people. The Council wants the trespassers cleared out as soon as possible, before they threaten what’s within.” 

Tech, who had been looking at his datapad the whole time, looked up when the cardul started to speak. “Dreki is rumoured to be the birthplace of the deity that the carduls worship. Having outsiders near it is prohibited, let alone letting anyone inside the tunnels.” Ash quickly turned to look at him, clearly surprised at his knowledge. 

Tech calmly returned her gaze. “Allowing us anywhere near it, must mean this is dire indeed.”

“The Cardul and Republic relations are new and thus frail,” Hide nodded. “The less outsiders that enter the mountain the better. So we need someone who can find the base - ” he paused to give Hunter a hopeful look. “- And a small group that can push through to the base and open the way for Tenno’s squad to enter.” 

Crosshair tilted his head down enough to give Hunter a look; especially when the sergeant looked to the mountain. While Hunter could feel something nearby, it was very faint. 

“Sounds like a job for us,” he turned back to Hide, giving him a confident nod.

“Excellent. One more thing. No outsiders are allowed to traverse the tunnels without a cardul.” Hide lifted his hand to put it on Ash’s shoulder. “But you’ll find Ash competent. She will be able to keep up with you.”

“I assume that’s non-negotiable?” Hunter sounded doubtful.

“It is,” Ash clarified. “I’m here to make sure you don’t touch something you shouldn’t.”

“Do you want our help or not?” Crosshair snarked as he leaned forward over Hunter’s shoulder. 

“I’m not the one who requested you here,” she shot back. 

Tech cleared his throat. “It would be wise to bring a local along. That lethal wildlife I mentioned before? They exist in the mountains as well.” Crosshair wasn’t convinced, glaring down at the cardul who was returning the favour. Hunter took a step forward between them.

“We’ll make it work,” he said in a tone that wouldn’t be debated, before he looked at Hide and Tenno. “Where will you be?” 

“We will surround this side of the mountain and await your signal. Once you reveal the secret entry, we will assist.”

“Hah! If there’s any clankers left for you to deal with,” Wrecker slapped Crosshair across his back, making him stumble forward. A few clone troopers behind Tenno exchanged looks. Tenno seemed mostly amused. 

“Well, this will be fun,” he glanced back at them. Hide rested his hands within his sleeves, picking up on the excitement in Tenno’s squad.

“Whenever you’re ready,” he tilted his head to Clone Force 99.

“Ready when you are,” Hunter turned to Ash. 

She gestured for them to follow her, as she started the trek up the mountain side, leaving Tenno and Hide to deal with the things on its outskirts. 

“You got a tough climb ahead of you,” she warned them, jumping up on one of the larger rocks with the help of her wings. She pointed up ahead. “See the cliffside shaped like a bird’s silhouette? The entrance to the cave system is there.” It wasn’t all a vertical climb. Their feet would touch the actual soil almost everywhere, but the climb was still steep. 

She took to the sky, moving just enough to the side to hover where she could watch them all. As she did so, she pulled out the rifle and unfolded it into a sniper rifle neither of them had seen before.

“Ooooh… you got competition, Crosshair,” Wrecker exclaimed. “I’ve never seen a gun like that before.” Neither had Crosshair, as he squinted at the weapon in her hands. He didn’t like surprises, especially not of this kind.

“Not surprising,” Tech noted with interest as he studied the weapon too. “That is an anti-shield rifle.”

“Still doesn’t ring a bell, Tech,” Hunter remarked.

“Because it is completely new! There was an article on the holo-net a few weeks ago. It has five different power settings. Maxed out, one shot will break through most shields.”

“That’s impossible,” Hunter countered in disbelief. 

“Difficult but not impossible. One high power but high cost shot. It will fully drain the rifle’s battery.”

“So it has one fancy bolt at the cost of becoming unusable,” Crosshair drawled. “Really gotta make sure your shot counts then.” Despite his words, his interest was piqued. Both in the weapon and the fellow sniper. 

“Don’t worry,” Ash reassured him, as she leaned the rifle against her shoulder. “I can. Now come on, get to walking.”

“I did mention it had five power settings,” Tech continued, even as they set out on the climb. “The lowest is akin to a low powered blaster, with the second being equal to a DC-15A blaster rifle. The third one comparable to a DC-15X sniper rifle. I would dare suggest that the fourth level is akin to a Firepuncher.” Wrecker let out a cackle at the last bit. He knew Crosshair wouldn’t like that.

Ash was actually impressed at how Tech was able to talk at the speed he was, while constantly climbing upwards. As she remained up in the air, she kept an eye out for them, knowing they’d be more vulnerable than her. In the meanwhile, Tech kept on chatting about the different perks and cons of both the anti-shield rifle and the Firepuncher now. 

“Though I am surprised to see one in use already,” he was questioning now that they were almost at the top of the climb. “The one in the article only mentioned a prototype.”

“If you must know, it is the prototype,” Ash admitted after a few moments of silence. She landed at the top of the cliff that they were aiming for. A small cave opening was barely visible behind her. Tech’s eyes widened. 

“If you have the prototype, then you must personally know the man who crafted the blueprint. It would be -” 

“Tech. Focus,” Hunter gently admonished him once he set eyes on the cave. Tech gave him his rapt attention instead now, pulling up the datapad again to see what his scans could pick up. 

The result was disappointing. “Captain Tenno was right. The Separatists must have put up a scrambler in their base. I cannot detect anything useful at all.”

“And that’s where your technology leaves way for me,” Hunter chuckled. “Shall we?” He pulled out his torch and took the lead, surprised to find a large cavern right inside the small entrance. Pots, burnt out candles and carpets covered the area. The walls had been smoothed down by hand, with hand painted images on them.

Tech shone his light across one of them, which was massive. Several meters in height and width. Depicting some kind of wooden figure with wings. Large, imposing and somehow… gentle. As he glanced around, he realised all the paintings were of the same winged creature. 

“What is all this?” Wrecker asked, as he too had looked at the paintings; they all did. Only Ash stood in the middle of the cavern, keeping an eye out. 

“Old depictions of our god,” she explained. “Some of the seids were here recently, filling in the paint. That’s when the reports of the Separatist activity came in.”

She walked further into the cave, stopping at the tunnel by the end. The air smelled stale. Activating a small torch in her helmet, she shone a light in there, seeing nothing but undisturbed rock.

She let out a small sigh of relief, her shoulders and wings visibly relaxing.

“They didn’t come through this way at least,” she called out. Hunter had sided up with her by now, looking into the tunnel as well. Frowning a little, he kneeled down to press his hand against the ground. The faint sensation of something electromagnetic nearby lingered. 

He checked briefly with the others to make sure they were following. “Come on.” They all hurried down into the tunnels, with Crosshair taking the rear. After a while Hunter stopped again, in order to get his bearings. There were a lot of tunnels here, all leading into different directions. 

“This place is a maze,” Crosshair pointed out, having taken a look around with his rangefinder, but it couldn’t easily penetrate the rock around them. “If we keep running further inside, we won’t be able to find our way back out.”

Ash gave a low chuckle, only a little at his expense. “Don’t worry,” she turned to him before pointing upwards. Furthest up, along the roof, small yellow arrows were painted on the cave walls. High enough that only a cardul might think to look there. “They’ll show the way.”

“I wasn’t worried,” Crosshair bit back.

“Is he always this charming?”

“Only on good days,” Hunter shrugged, amused at the exchange.

Ash shook her head. “A good thing to keep in mind while on Cardulia. Always keep your eyes peeled to the sky. Or in this case, the roof.” 

A sudden, loud boom shook the tunnel, making them all stagger. The vibrations lingered for a few moments longer, dust falling down on them. Wrecker and Hunter drew their weapons, eyes flickering to the shadows around them. 

“What was that?!” Wrecker shouted. Tech had his nose in his datapad, frowning down at it.

“A detonation of some kind. Strong enough to break through the interference, if but for a moment.” He looked at the others. “The source is not natural.”

“I agree with that,” Hunter said darkly. “I felt a massive electromagnetic shock at the same time. Whatever’s causing that is big.”

“Explosions then?” Wrecker suggested.

“I’d guess machinery of some kind. Let’s hurry.” Hunter ran into one of the tunnels, following where his senses were guiding him, deeper into the mountain. And the further they ran, the more untouched the tunnels became. As if they were stepping somewhere no one had walked in decades. Even Ash started to feel some trepidation, since she was walking somewhere only the seids should.

They had just entered another large room, when the ground shook again. A part of the roof crumbled this time, sending down small pieces of rock on them. Hunter was touching his head this time, wincing as the shock to his system physically affected him this time. He felt Crosshair’s hand on his shoulder, stabilising him. 

“I’m fine,” he assured him, trying to wave him off. “That was… that is definitely something machine made.”

“Whatever it is, it needs to stop,” Ash growled. “They’re disturbing the whole mountain this way! Can’t you find where it’s coming from?”

“It’s still deeper inside.” Hunter pushed himself into another run, feeling his fingers itch. That was usually a sign that they were closing in on the cause of such massive signals. And now that the thud had ebbed away, he sensed a more familiar thing. Separatist droids. And quite a few of them. 

A third thud arrived, which provoked something much worse. A crack tore through the tunnel they had entered, opening up a crevice. Wrecker felt his foot give away to the crevice behind him, pushing himself forward and pulling Crosshair and Hunter with him. They landed hard on the floor beyond the crevice while Tech felt himself slip right into it, as he had been running behind Wrecker. 

Ash unfolded her wings in instinct as she felt her feet leave the ground, flapping them hard over the crevice. 

“Tech!” Hunter called out, throwing himself against the edge of the crevice. It had opened wide into a slope looking dark abyss. Crosshair grabbed hold of the wall, leaning as much as he could over the crevice to try and peer down into it. Pressing the comlink on his helmet, he tried to reach Tech.

Tech’s voice cracked to life in the shared comm channel. “No need to be concerned, I am unharmed.” Hunter let out a sigh of relief until Tech continued. “You should come down here.”

“Excuse me?”

“Quickly before the next impact occurs! It is an easy fall.”

Hunter groaned; he wasn’t sure why Tech wanted them down there, but he also knew the man wouldn’t request it unless it was important. He gave a confirmation to the others, watching Crosshair jump down into the crevice. He balanced well enough to slide down the slope, disappearing underneath the ground they stood on.

When he arrived in the same chamber as Tech, he took in the sights with a mild look of alarm, almost raising his weapon. Neither of the twins reacted when Hunter slid down next to them. Wrecker more or less crashed down behind them but was quickly back up on his feet, looking around awkwardly.

The cavern they found themselves in was bigger than the entrance one. There were cave paintings here as well, but they looked ancient, almost faded. The air was stuffy and the tools made to paint the walls long ago had almost withered away fully. 

When Ash slid down, all she saw was the two pairs of red eyes staring down at her from the wall painting dead ahead. She extended her wings with such force to break in, that she blew away all the dust and shattered the remaining paint tools.

She took aim with her weapon towards the painting, breathing heavily. The strong reaction had made the others look at her, especially when she turned to the sides as well, which contained the same image as the first one. Some gangly looking creatures with huge jaws and two pairs of red eyes staring down at them. 

“They’re just paintings,” Wrecker pointed out, hesitating before reaching out to pat her shoulder. She was slowly realising that herself, lowering the weapon. Resting it against her side, she stepped up to one of the paintings, looking up at it. 

Having forgotten the urgency they were in, she bent her head down to pull off her helmet, pressing it against her other side to stare up at the painting again. Tech had pulled out the datapad, scanning the room.

“These are truly ancient,” he explained in some awe. “We are talking centuries. A millenia even. What do they depict, Ash?” He turned to look at her, realising first now that her helmet was off. His eyes flickered across her blue features; how her pointed ears seemed to move towards each crumbling sound in the room. Her black eyes looked eerie in the near darkness, with only the amber coloured iris visible. 

He stepped closer towards her, following her gaze back to the creature on the wall in confusion. That seemed to wake her up from her trance, as she blinked a few times. Almost startled, she looked at him, her brow furrowing.

“It’s…” Ash started, tightening her jaw before a determined expression set back in her face. “Just a nightmare.” She stepped away, putting her helmet back on.

Crosshair had been watching them closely, while Hunter had been distracted by whatever his senses were telling him. When Wrecker smacked his chest, he turned to follow his taller brother’s gaze towards the painting.

“I bet I could beat that,” Wrecker told him in an aside. Crosshair only sighed, before walking over to Hunter.

“Can you track the source down?” he asked, before thinking of something. “Tech, shouldn’t there have been another impact by now?”

“If it followed the pattern I was starting to suspect, then yes, there should have been,” Tech replied. “Considering the sacred site, the secluded base and the timed impacts, I believe the noises we are hearing are in fact a drill. They must be looking for something inside the mountain.” 

“Don’t tell me the separatists believe in the deity in the mountain,” Crosshair scoffed. Ash swiftly turned to face him; he could feel the wind from her wing with the speed she had turned around.

“Then they are more clever than you,” she scowled under her helmet.

“Gods do not exist.”

“People didn’t think my rifle existed a month ago but I’ll happily prove its existence to you. Close up.” She had been walking up to him during her threat. He simply turned and leaned enough to tower over her.

“Be my guest,” he challenged her back.

“Knock it off, you two!” Hunter snapped them back to attention. “We’re close.” He started to move off to the side, finding another tunnel there. He slipped inside before anyone could argue about it. Minutes passed as they continued on their path until the tunnel split into a massive cavern.

They all stepped out on the ledge that was high up above the cavern’s floor. Down below was the source of all the commotion. A temporary but large enough outpost to host one massive battalion worth of battle droids. Some of them were patrolling around, others were clustered around a massive drill at the edge of the outpost. 

“Huh… you were right,” Ash muttered in surprise towards Tech, who had lowered his visor to study the outpost. He quickly glanced at her.

“Of course I was,” he said matter of factly. “It seems the clankers did not receive an instruction on how to use the drill. They have already overheated it.”

“Shocking…” Crosshair chuckled, having kneeled down next to Tech, leaning the Firepuncher’s stock against the ground, his arm over his other knee. 

“Two priorities then,” Hunter said. “Opening the hidden entrance and shutting off the drill, before that thing can cause more damage to the mountain.”

“The drill should go down with an explosive or two, right?” Wrecker suggested, his tone containing more glee than he could contain. Tech checked it over with his visor, before confirming the assessment. 

“Alright. I’ll go see about opening the door,” Hunter continued. “Wrecker, go deal with the drill. Tech, make sure no alarms go off. We don’t need them to send for reinforcements. Crosshair and Ash, keep the clankers off our backs.” The others nodded their agreement, before Hunter, Wrecker and Tech climbed down the ledge and split up. 

“You watch the left side, I’ll watch the right?” Crosshair suggested after a few moments of silence between him and Ash. 

“Sounds like a plan,” she agreed, looking down the scope of her rifle, ready. Tech had the quickest way to the outpost’s main console, having skillfully dodged any clankers on his way. As he set to work on hacking their system, Hunter was fast approaching the entrance door to the cavern. A hastily put together one, that was for sure. Finding the control panel, he paused, wanting to wait until the right moment.

Wrecker had reached the drill, hiding behind a rock nearby, much to his chagrin. It’d be so easy to just storm right towards it and headbutt any clankers right out of the way. 

“How’s it looking, everyone?” Hunter spoke into the comms.

Tech was the first to reply, tapping away on the console, before looking up at the antenna attached to it as it de-powered. “Their scrambler system is down and so is their connection to the separatist network. They are isolated.”

“Well done. Wrecker?”

“Staring at the drill as we speak.”

“Well… let it loose then!” Hunter punched in the button on the door panel to open it, wincing a little as daylight crept into the darker cavern. Wrecker armed an explosive and hurled it towards the drill, only to watch it helplessly bounce off a shield that popped up around it. 

A B1 droid that had been standing there picked up the explosive, turning it around in its hand.

“Hey, who dropped a -” it started before it was blown into pieces, dragging three more with it. 

“It bounced off!” Wrecker exclaimed into the comms. “The drill has a shield!” Crosshair had started to take out the startled droids near Hunter, risking a brief moment to look down the scope at Wrecker’s location. When he heard a humming sound next to him, he turned his attention to Ash.

She had pulled a small lever on the side of her rifle, her head tilting just enough in his direction as she caught his look. An angry red light shone through the battery of the weapon. 

Her voice was a determined whisper, as she mimicked his comment from earlier. “Make each shot count.” Looking back down the scope, she pulled the trigger. The recoil on the weapon would have made anyone stagger backwards, but carduls had powerful shoulders and backs. She resisted the push, watching the shot strike the drill and shattering the shield. 

Wrecker’s cackle could be heard where they were crouched, before he lobbed another explosive its way. This time it struck true, bringing the entire thing with it, in a glorious explosion. Only downside was that now they had everyone’s attention. 

Ash folded up the drained rifle against her back, drawing her energy bow instead. Pausing by the ledge, she took in what was going on. 

After blowing up the drill, Wrecker was gunning down every droid he could find, using his rifle, laughing while at it. Hunter stood by the open door’s corner, taking cover in between headshots on the clankers with his blaster. Tech was playing hide and seek below, dodging between rocks and other corners, in order to pin down the droids with EMP detonators. Crosshair kept pinning a shot in each droid he could find in his scope.

Taking to the air, Ash started to snipe droids from above; her yellow energy arrows striking true each time. The chaos lasted for some time, with the Batch taking out the clankers while slowly being surrounded. 

A brief sense of victory for the droids, when those by the door were rapidly gunned down by multiple rifles at once. A squad of clone troopers ran through the door, blasting away on the battle droids. In their midst, Hide walked forward with determined steps, taking the lead with his blue lightsaber drawn. Behind him Tenno matched his pace, dodging and taking shots towards the droids, in between Hide’s deflections. 

Wrapping up the remaining droids was easy work, which resulted in Wrecker running in among them to start punching them instead. Up on the ledge, Crosshair chuckled to himself at his glee, standing up when he realised the targets were growing fewer and fewer. Pretty soon the ground was littered with battle droid parts.

The Batch gathered near the drill, Crosshair having climbed down as well. Tech was examining it, trying to figure out its exact purpose, when Hide and the clone squad approached. 

“Cody wasn’t exaggerating, I see,” Tenno chuckled once he reached them. “I’ve never seen such an efficient clean up before.”

“Told you we’re good,” Wrecker crossed his arms over his chest, looking quite pleased. 

“Well done,” Hide congratulated them - Crosshair snorted at the back. “Tenno, head back outside and call in a cleaning crew. And contact the Cardulian administration. I suspect they’ll want to send a few of their own too. Are you coming outside with us?”

“In a sec,” Hunter nodded. “Tech wanted to take a closer look at the drill.”

“Good idea. Meet us outside.” Hide walked away, leaving the Batch by the drill. Wrecker did his utmost not to bother Tech while he retold how the drill had blown up - as if they all hadn’t been there when it happened. Hunter shook his head amused at the one sided exchange, before frowning as he looked towards the cave wall beyond the drill, leading further into the mountain. 

He took a few steps towards it, before finding himself standing right next to it. Frowning, he pressed his hand against the wall. With the drill and clankers destroyed, he’d have expected his senses to calm down more than they had. Something was still… there. Something massive.

A vibration shot through his fingers and he swore he could feel what amounted to a giant heartbeat, somewhere far in the mountain. A strange calmness washed over him, a sense of reassurance that he couldn’t explain. He pulled his hand back abruptly, when he had a feeling that something had noticed him. 

“Having a touching moment with the wall, are we?” Crosshair’s voice behind him actually startled him. 

“I… thought I felt something.”

“Not you too.”

“I’m serious.”

Crosshair continued to sound doubtful, with a low snort instead now. Still, if Hunter claimed it… he was inclined to believe him. He joined his brother in staring at the wall for a little while. To the point that even he was starting to get a weird feeling. 

“We should leave,” the sniper suggested then, turning back around to join the others, who now had the company of Ash too. Hunter managed to tear himself away from the wall, gesturing for them to follow him outside. 

Hide waited out among the trees, while Tenno was talking to someone on the holo-projector further off.

“I can’t commend you enough for your effort,” the Jedi smiled brightly at them. “Reading the reports will be… interesting.” Ash stopped by his side, removing the helmet and resting it against her hip. This time the Batch did the same, with Hunter running his hand through his hair to straighten it out. 

Ash couldn’t help but notice that not only their armour was different from the other clones. Even their physical appearances didn’t match the other clones. They all looked wildly different. 

Crosshair had his sharp gaze at her, putting a toothpick in his mouth, before his focus shifted to Hide, watching him with far less tolerance than he had towards her.

She looked to Wrecker, catching his smile her way. To see a tall man like himself, with such a big scar, yet be so happy about everything was oddly familiar. Already he reminded her of her step-father. 

Tech however, was not like anyone she’d seen before. He had a lot of similar features as Crosshair, his eyes just as sharp; only his attention was on the datapad instead.

Hunter’s words dragged their attention back to him. “They were definitely after something in that mountain with that drill.”

“I’m sure,” Hide agreed. “But that’s up to the carduls to determine, I believe.” He looked back at Ash.

“You’re right. I’ll make sure to leave a thorough report to the seids, don’t worry,” she nodded back at him. 

“If they require further assistance, the Republic will be more than happy to assist. And thank you for your assistance,” he added towards the Batch, pressing his hands together in front of his chest and bowing slightly.

“Just doing our job,” Hunter waved it off. “If that’ll be all, we’ll head back to our ship,” he added, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. “They’ll be expecting us back on Kamino any day now.”

“Just call us when you find more clankers,” Wrecker nodded. “Who knows, maybe we’ll work together again some day!” he looked at Ash, still smiling. She arched a surprised eyebrow at him.

“You already have a competent sniper,” she reminded him, a little bemused, as she glanced at Crosshair. She too made a faint bow with her head, her arm pressed against her chest. “You’re all capable warriors. Should our paths cross again, you’ll have my aid.” 

Tech looked up from his datapad. First at her and then his brothers. “High praise from a cardul,” he explained. Hunter smiled, giving her a nod in return.

“Likewise,” he promised her. 

[juchily]

Oh the urge to completely base a bot ask around a vibe from a song.

https://youtu.be/Q99MyNN0LFk

So we know the Wilderness is that of a Spirit, and Spirits have those they love, whether familiars or fellow Spirits, right? Well imagine this.

So User is a spirit, beloved of the Wilderness, both the Spirit, and the wilderness as a whole. However she has a physical formation, taking care of the cabin and the wildlife for her wife.

When the man in the cabin first arrived she hid, yet the Wilderness soon drove him mad, to suicide. So it was User’s responsibility to care for the cabin, which was ultimately their home now that the man was dead. A burial took place, and plants grew where his corpse was placed.

Then there was peace for a while, until the plane crash occurred. User had the option of disappearing or staying to help the victims. Her choice was to stay.

When the Yellowjackets saw that light when they were at the lake that led them to discover the cabin, that was User, spirit magic and all that. She was leading them into her home, but they didn’t make for good guests per say.

The Yellowjackets do not truly like User much as they find the woman odd. They find it odd how animals flock to her, how easily she navigates the life, how she seemingly protects and provides for them.

When Laura Lee climbed into that plane, User pleaded to her wife to let the girl live, and whilst that plane exploded, Laura Lee miraculously managed to live. She suffered burns and such but she survived.

When Lottie starts to lose herself, User was a constant comfort for the girl, how she seemingly felt like she was on her medication when she was out.

And so now it is Doomcoming, whilst all of them are outside, enjoying the event, User remains inside, in the attic, talking to her Wife, who was in her form that could be seen by the human eyes. And then Jackie and Travis sneak up to the attic, but stop, seeing the pair. Then the drama starts,

Anyways, love yourself, take care of yourself, and I hope you like the idea!

Toodles!!!

This song is gas

What im getting from this is that:

The user originally lived in the cabin with her wife who let's say she eloped with at a young age and ran away from society with to avoid hate and violence.

So... let us say that users wife died, and became what we now know as the Wilderness as a spirit. User left alive continues to be a good wife and care for her spirit wife by taking care of the cabin and caring for the wildlife.

When Cabin guy comes and user has to leave the cabin so she doesn't get hurt because a random man coming into your home isn't exactly a safe situation, let's say Wilderness wife is *not* happy, and like you said, he becomes teeth in the dirt where flowers, fruits, and vegetables sprout in his dead wake after Wilderness wifey makes him kill himself. Dare we say possessive Wilderness Wifey.

Now that cabin guy is dead, User could move back into her lovely cabin. But let's just say she fell ill and succumbed to the dirt as well, becoming a spirit alongside her Wilderness wifey.

But once again when the Yellowjackets come, not so good guests, and Wilderness wifey doesn't like that so she starts "playing" with them. But, low and behold, user has some away over her wife, so when the plane explodes, Laura Lee doesn't die, but survives, albeit with burns.

i want to say that: what if user as a spirit, takes on a physical form of a girl on their team (who never existed, but using spirit magic, she can put it into their heads that that player did) effectively blending in and being able to watch the girls as something more than a spirit.

So user is the one to deal with Laura's burns.

When Lottie runs out of her medication, she doesn't fall into delusion. Which is odd. And she finds comfort in a teammate she doesn't remember having.

Doomcoming, instead of *everything* that happens, they just get a bit high and some of the girls make out is all. Nothing rapey or fucked up. Afterall this story is a much more pleasant one where they have the protection of an all nice spirit.

Travis and Jackie go up into that attic and find user, who in this form still looks like their teammate, making out nasty with a seven foot tall woman (let's say she looks like the antler queen with the veils and antlers) who looks strangely ethereal.

And its like, who TF is this woman that their teammate is making out with??

Travis and Jackie get so spooked and embarrassed at the sight they don't end up hooking up, and the next morning when they all wake up with hangovers after Jackie highly ranted about what she saw— user starts getting questions (Wifey has dissipated from her physical form and user can feel a rabbit watching her cheekily).

And that'd be the lead up to the bot I think

Need to be the wilderness 's wife so bad you don't even know, I'll reblog later with the bot

[queen-scribbles]

Breather

My SWtOR Secret Santa gift for @ishallobservethis! I had to do something with Felin soon as I saw she had a "tripped and fell in love by accident" arc with Koth. I love the Smuggler, I love accidentally falling in love pairings, and Koth always need more love. So I wrote them a little scene between chapters 7 & 8 of KotFE.

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Despite her best efforts in the moment, Felin had never been all that good at subtlety. So it wasn't really a surprise when Koth caught one too many of her 'surreptitious' glances in his direction.

It was enough to prompt him to look up from his half-disassembled rifle, arching a brow at her. "Need something , Outlander?"

"No, um, I just... the stuff with the Heralds was... a lot." Felin set down the tools she'd been using to repair her own blaster. "Wanted to be sure everyone's okay after that, you know?"

"And I'm first on your list?" A wink. "I'm flattered. And fine. The rifle took damage, not me." He shrugged. "Not the first time I've been in a fight like that, anyhow."

Former military. Right. On the run for deserting because he had a conscience. He was used to danger, used to Zakuul and Asylum and didn't need her fretting over him. But I want to.

She didn't want to dwell on why that was. She cared about all her comrades in arms, that's why.

"Good," she said, clearing her throat. She picked up the tools and went back to work. There was just a little carbon scoring to clear away, but better to have it in working order now, under the circumstances. "I gotta ask, Koth," she started after a few minutes' companionable silence working side by side, "especially after that mess, what exactly did Lana tell you that had you all gung-ho to bust me out?"

"Bunch of stuff," Koth laughed, turning back to reassembling his rifle. "Findin' the lost riches of a crime lord, taking down some bigshot admiral--not to mention a near-mythic Sith. Or was he a Jedi?" He shrugged, brow furrowed as he slotted the casing back together. "Point is, she spun you up as this dashing hero who thrives on long odds."

Felin chuckled. "Somethin' like that. And what, your curiosity got the best of you?"

"Somethin' like that," Koth said, shooting her a grin. "Gonna take someone experienced with long odds and pulling down powerful Force users to deal with Arcann and Vaylin. Wanted to see if you were the real deal. She didn't mention you have a great smile, though."

She smirked down at the blaster. They'd traded flirty banter a couple times in the swamps; if he wanted to go again she was happy to play. "Can't imagine how that slipped her mind, it's one of my best features."

"Guess she was distracted by the skytroopers and Knights and wildlife chasing us," he deadpanned.

"I do bring a flare of adventure to the lives of most people I meet," Felin joked, biting back the odd little squirm that didn't want to see him hurt in the course of this adventure.

"Only most?" Koth asked, half-joking, as he secured the last pieces back in place.

"Some are too boring to be helped," she said with exaggerated drama, biting the tip of her tongue. as she finished and holstered her blaster. "Not you, though," she winked.

"Well, that's a relief," Koth said with a laugh. "Think I'd be a little intimidated if you found my life experience boring."

"You mean running from a galaxy spanning empire with a price on your head isn't normal for you, Vortena?" Felin said with faux-shock.

"Right now it is."

"Touché."

The hum of the engines shifted, rocking the shuttle just a little. The computer beeped, and Koth wiped his hands on his jacket as he leaned over to check it.

"We're dropping out of hyperspace," he reported. "Almost there. I should check on the Gravestone repairs when we land. If we're gonna use it to save the galaxy."

"Yeah, be bad for that hope--and the engines--to go up in flames when you try to take off," Felin said dryly. "Would hate for our dashing heroics to end before I have a chance to really see what y- the ship can do."

Koth chuckled, sent her a smirk. "Have a little faith, Outlander. Let me show off her moves." His expression sobered as a view of Asylum flashed outside the shuttle. "Be careful down there, huh?"

She nodded as they headed to strap in for landing. "Do my best."

The flicker of relief in his eyes made her heart skip a beat. Or two. Maybe she wasn't the only one worried.

Maybe she liked that thought a bit more than she should.

[clxudyxuan]

|| You can hear the Orchids Sing.

I will hold you in my heart, until I can hold you in my arms. - Flora.

Given Name : ?????

Preferred Name: Florence De Rozalene, but that’s the more, ah, formal version of my name.

Nickname: Flora, since I’m a nature god… get it?

User: [ Roblox ] floristflorence

Chronological Age: 10.6 Billion; I don’t quite look my age, do I? Haha.

Age: Early to Mid 30s! I think they’re lovely.

Gender: She / They / He are all right. There’s not much of a wrong answer. I mostly prefer more feminine pronouns though.

Orientation: None. ( She doesn’t really explore romance, but it’s not really a never thing. )

Text Color: Green, it’s a calming color. 🌿

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Title(s): Goddess of Nature, Bringer of Forests and Lakes, Lord of the Hollow, Great Master of the Elements, Woodland Familiar, Divine Priestess of Etherial Ridge, The Silent Hands, Queen of Fairies, Fae, The Great Balance, The Creator.

I have quite the many titles over the years. <3

Species: Goddess.

Species Information: 71% Goddess, 15% Fae (Fairies), 5% Star Children.

- 9% of her godhood seems to be missing… so far, no one has known about it.

Descendant Of: Jupiter.

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Height: 6’1, but I sometimes shrink a little, so the other fairies don’t get too intimidated, hehe.

Date of Birth: 20th of April, as for the specific year, I’m not quite sure dear.

Place of Birth: I was born as a fae, so the Enchanted Forest!

Alignment: Neutral Good.

Specific Notes: Flora has a couple scars / whiplashes on her back and below. Don’t ask her too much about it.

Family Members: My daughter, Isabelle! She’s the light of my life. I am completely open to having more children and grandchildren though~ ;D

Criminal Record: Next question, please.

Skeletons in the Closet: [ REDACTED. ]

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Language: As a goddess of life herself, I can speak in essentially in any language! I mostly use English and Fae to communicate since that’s what most others I know use!

Usage of Gestures of Expressions: She uses them quite often, but isn’t as dramatic as Isabelle. She’s more of someone who gestures to things when she’s talking about them.

Verbal Expression: She has a very sweet, motherly voice! She’d be the sort of person to sing you lullabies to sleep and you end up not wanting to sleep just to hear them.

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Relationship(s):

[ Will be updated over time. ]

Isabelle: Patron Of, Mother Figure / Adoptive Mother.

While their relationship can be a little awkward sometimes, it has most certainly improved over the years. Isabelle looks up to Flora, and Flora…

I can’t do that.

Of course you can. You’re a god now, remember?

?????? : Relationship Unknown.

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Physical Abilities: I have quite amazing dexterity and flexibility I'd say. Sure, I might not be the strongest of them all, but I've kicked plenty of ass. Is that how you say it?

I'm usually practicing kickboxing and a little Taekwondo, so I'm not physically unfit either.

Weapons: I mostly use magic to fight and summon weapons! Like firearms, crossbows, spears and so on so forth. If we do hypothetically get so upset at one another that it evolves into a fight, I mainly use a staff made of vines and thorns.

[ Staff of the Woodlands. ]

Magical Abilities: Nature Consumption, Elemental Summoning, Enchantment, Balance Control, Mind-Matter Manipulation, Astral Projection, Aerial Flight, Weather Change, Spirit Management, Soul-Bindings, Teleportation, Divination, Ability to grow wildlife instantly, Regeneration, Healing, Time-Travelling, basic magic usages. Oh, and she can also talk to plants and animals.

Haha... I did not realize how many-..

Weakness(es): Basic Fae weaknesses. Basic Deity weaknesses, Basic Star Children Weaknesses.

Special Weakness(es): Being burned, using 'Real' Fire.

Side Effect(s): Florence can't hear very well, so you'd have to speak very clearly when you're talking to her. If she overexerts her magic usage (which is not often), soon after she'll be extremely lightheaded and seemingly about to fall over. This state usually lasts for a few days, maybe weeks. Sometimes she can't tell who is who during that time.

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Voice Claim: Iris Daley { Daybreak 2 } // Princess Celestia { MLP }

Moodboard : +

Songs: Ready For Love ( Orchestra ) and Young and Beautiful.

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Lore // Backstory :

[ REDACTED. ]

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A Life Spared, a Life Taken.

[elfiaa]

Omg!! I haven’t posted in a while huh?? Anyways, this post will be an art dump (filler) while I recover from a writers block 🫶

A bunch of art will be W.I.P’s, art I’ve made for friends, doodles, etc

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Completed:

A character sheet of my I sort for Our Life: Always and Forever by GB Patch Games (MY REAL ONES SINCE DAY ONE ILY 😫🫶🫶)

Their visual novels are so well written, and you can definitely tell how well their games are made, so definitely check the, out!! In this drawing, my insert is a child, as there is only a demo of their new game released.

Cutieliscous yummy nerd boy blushing his brains out 😍‼️‼️ (Idia Shroud)

A drawing of Jack howl that I started months earlier that I’ve just recently finished(goals 🔥🔥)

WIP’S:

She’s a Genshin insert i made, I’m not sure what to do with her now that I don’t play the game much🙁 I named her Mari (ik, so original...!) and I designed her character to be about light and life. Her character corresponds with the next character, who im going to Name Ezra for the sake of not confusing anyone.

She’s a hydro polearm user, and is usually found in Sumeru and Liyue. She frequents any gardens or botanical areas found by Ezra, and is usually baking or doing other domestic things for her friends. Def the type to make her fighting really graceful tbh..She’s the more friendly one of the two, and is seen more frequently in public compared to the other.

Another genshin oc (😭😭). I made it that he was a sort of god or spirit of death. As l said before, his name is Ezra. I wanted him and Mari to appear as polar opposites, but actually be really close. Almost sort of a yin yang type of thing. He's more of a shut in, and can be found looking after the plants & wildlife for Mari while she is gone.

I Imagined he would be an electro swords user, but I never actually got into his character as much as I'd like to. As said before, Mari likes to bake) & is found baking for her friend frequently. His favorite dish of hers is the flan, and in return for making him food, he looks out for the animals & special plants she is especially fond of. He's never seen by the public, as some have said that seeing his true appearance drive even the purest souls mad (so edgy!!! & emo 😍!!)

He’s also naked in like all of the drawings I have of him since I never came up with a costume design for him or anything

My twisted prefect and Ruggie bc I’m in love with that furry and that furry only!!! (Tbh during this time was when my art was at its peak, but this one just wasn’t it..😣)

Doodles:

Mari + Lisa because she’s always been my favorite librarian lady 😘😘

I was being artsy don’t hold this against me

SOMEDAY,THIS COULD B THIS COULD B ORDINARYY😫😫!!

They’re real idc what you have to say…

This one’s for sure crappy so, I’m sorry for that :((

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Anyways if you sat through and read silly comment after comment of this post then I’m glad, I’m happy when people enjoy my content, so likes comments and reposts are appreciated ^^❤️

With that, I hope you’ve had a good day today, and I hope you have one tomorrow, and the days following that!! Look out for a new post coming soon 👀👀

-Mari

[drdepper]

Harveston Kelkkarotu/Sledathon and Finnish representation🇫🇮

Hello!

Now that i've finally played through the whole event, i want to talk about all the finnish inspirations and representation i've found in this event, and there is a lot of it!

I'm finnish (Finland swede to be exact) myself why would i else be making this hehe

This is the most proper finnish rep i've ever seen aside from Lotte and her home in little witch academia. And to also make something clear, Sami rep ≠ finnish rep and vice versa, to not intertwine these two.

And before we start, because swedish traditions have as well been mixed into this event, i will be color coding anytime i'm talking about something Finnish and something Swedish

Alright lets get to it!｡･:*:

First thing's first, the name for this event that they used in the JP server, Kelkkarotu, is made up of two actual finnish words, Kelkka (sleigh, sled) & Rotu (race)

All tho the word rotu is a word used more for breeding, like ex. A dog race, while kilpailu would've been more appropriate for a sled race. Either way i think this was a really neat addition and am sad that it wasn't carried over to the EN server :,)

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Mount Moln

The game is correct that the word translates to cloud, but moln is actually swedish, the word for cloud in Finnish would've been pilvi.

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Marja

The name Marja means berry! But it is as well a pretty normal finnish name that you could find someone have.

I love meemaw Marja so much, she reminds me of my own grandma💙

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Kokko market

once again the translation is correct. Kokkon are usually seen around easter or midsummer, but can also been done off of those holidays.

It is also really common to find plenty of different home made sweets at the markets depending on what holiday or season is going on. As well as handmade wooden things, some more useful such as butter knives, spoons and cups, But also decorations or souvenirs.

I'm so happy they mentioned it as it was something i was NOT expecting.

within Finland (and a few other countries) we have a thing called jokamiehenoikeudet/allemansrätt/everyman's right. Which as Epel describes it you're free to roam public or private forests and nature, pick berries and mushrooms as well, but it all to be done respectfully of course. You are not to disturb the wildlife or nature by ex. being unnecessarily loud, breaking plants or trashing nature. i as well really love how Epel brought up when Grim wanted to go get some himself, that he was not gonna get squat from the villagers. Cus once berry and mushroom picking season is amongst us, it's on.

A user made a fantastic post Here listing each plant Jade mentioned, and safe to say every single one can be found in Finland (an other nordic countries). Seen them all myself too! (also who brought the nestle??)

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Fika/kahvi

Even tho the idea of sitting down to enjoy some sweet treats originates from Sweden's fika, it is still very common within Finland as well!

we call it kahvi/kaffe and it's the same idea of sitting down for a cup of coffee with family or friends and enjoying some cookies and other goods. We usually do it on the weekends or free days in our family, or anytime we visit someone or vise versa.

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Foods

As again, the sandwhich cake (voileipäkakku/smörgåstårta) originates from Sweden, you will still find it at ex. Finnish family gatherings, birthday parties or other events.

FISH SOUP!

Due to the amount of lakes an water that makes up Finland, fishing is very common here and so is the food. The most common type of fish soup that you'll have here is lohikeitto (salmon soup).

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Respect for the elderly/seniors

this is definitely a stretch on my part but still think it's fun to mention^^

in finnish we have a thing called 'Teitittely', it's hard to explain as it it is not used in the english language, but rather than directly referring to you (sinä) we use a more indirect 'you' (te) to show respect for our elderly and other occasions. If or once they would prefer the person to stop, they just need to request that there is no need to be as formal.

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Pancakes

Again was very surprised out of all things that they referenced a type of pancake we have here (pannukakku which literally translates to pancake)

The pancakes that Epel is talking about look like this, and are put into the oven. it's hard to describe the texture of the inside, like a really soft sponge?

On the topic of pancakes~ i want to also mention the ones that we saw at Kokko market (that the bois mistook for takoyaki), all tho i have never seen or heard of pancakes being done the way they were in the event, during autumn or colder seasons if there is a market you will usually find at least one stall making flat (lettu) pancakes on a big pan!

which you can then buy and fill however you like. The most common fillings are apple- and strawberry jam, and/or whipped cream. And some even add sugar to them. People like to roll them up and either eat them by hand or cut in slices, kind of resembling a cinnamon roll.

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Extra thoughts

I won't be commenting anything when it comes to the clothing, as it seems that they are loosely inspired by traditional Sami attire. And not being Sami myself or having any relations to it i am in no place to comment about the rep.

but the embroidery on the outfits are a really nice and familiar touch^^

The backgrounds were lovely and had a very cozy feel to them, but didn't find any particular reference or inspiration of note.

Even tho the mix up of swedish and finnish traditions most likely was an accident, aside from mount moln it still works in our favor! be that if Epel is finnish or hecc, even a finland swede!

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But thank you for listening to me ramble on about the rep, i was genuinely surprised on how MUCH of it there was in this. If you have any questions please feel free to ask and i'll do my best to answer!

take care everyone💙

[kirolime]

womp womp new blog

don't bother asking me about the gimmick drama. i'm trying to escape that shit. let me be weird and gay-

long intro post!!!! pls read at least once /nf but it's appreciated

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some names I go by are Lime, Ollie, Oil, Vi, or uhhh literally anything u want i genuinely do not care what u call me

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(note: i am traumagenic and believe all types of systems are valid, but i think that other people shouldn't have a say in what people experience and go through in their own brain and body, this includes telling people they aren't valid because they are endogenic. it is their mind and body, not yours.)

Free Palestine.🇵🇸

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[the-log-cabin-askblog]

Welcome to The Log Cabin ask blog! This is a blog all about the lives of the polos from Sunrise, but mostly focusing on the relationship between Indien, Tuu, and Armo. Additionally, this blog also has a fan character named Snarl that will make very frequent appearances.

The headcanons and characterization of these characters is explained here but I’ll just write down the most important traits and information below as a TLDR. More characters from V3 will be introduced and explored only if they are needed for the narrative or if a user wishes to see them.

Without further ado, here are the characters!

Indien

- He/Him, 26

- Owns the log cabin

- Runs a wildlife animal sanctuary

- Lives in the woods for the atmosphere rather than just wanting solitude

- Enjoys fishing, hiking, woodcarving, sewing, and all other manner of crafts and outdoor activities

- Also sings and plays a wooden flute

- Is incredibly self sufficient and resourceful

Tuu

- He/They, 29

- A trusted friend of Indien

- Incredibly wise and always gives advice

- Wanders the woods but occasionally stops by the cabin to rest or just to see Indien

- Always has a group of wild animals following him everywhere

- He enjoys singing when the moon is at its highest, dancing but only if someone is with him, and he’s known to make the occasional joke or two despite his intimidating demeanor

Armo

- He/Him, 27

- Always on the run but refuses to say why

- Owns a small ranch a few miles from the cabin

- Invites himself in without knocking (Tuu is guilty of this too sometimes)

- Incredibly laid back and loves to crack jokes

- Owns several horses and occasionally drops them off to the cabin (without prior notice). His favorite horse is named Isabelle

- Enjoys practice shooting (cans, bottles, handmade targets, anything that isn’t alive), dancing, playing his guitar, and singing

- He’s also known to be good at imitating certain animals

Snarl

- They/Them, 25

- Feral and extremely hostile

- Stays with Indien and barely tolerates everyone else

- Hardly stays in the cabin but sometimes visits

- They eat bugs, small animals like squirrels or birds, and wrestle large predators for fun

- They are very cat-like in personality when not hostile and surprisingly playful

More info will be explored upon as the blog grows!

[trinitywc]

Just read through all of The Great Light and The Endless Winter, and HOLY SHIT, PAL!! I LOVED IT!! THE CHARACTERS, I'M!!! ;w; And I like how you *very* seriously took into account how severe radiation poisoning would affect the cats and the wildlife in the aftermath of such an event! And how the clean-up of such a disaster would affect the wildlife and feral animals, too!! It's obvious that you put a TON of research into this whole project, and I LOVE you for it!! Also, as an AuDHD person whose special interest is in learning about nuclear excursions/bomb tests/meltdowns/orphan source incidents/other such accidents (blame my mom, she's the one who left her copy of "Voices From Chernobyl" sitting around the house when I was in middle school), I love your user handle for this account! XD

thank you so much!!! im always blown away when someone reads both books! this series is def the healthiest way for me to discuss my ideas about geopolitical conflict and nuclear warfare so im glad others like it : ) the clean up is still ongoing in TGL, its a long effort especially when you're still recovering from a war, so who knows what will happen to these cats.

i've got a list of books i recommend i have in drafts so ill finally post it.

[drippingheart]

MIMIKO, NANAKO , & FAMILY .

one — Contrary to canon, Mimiko and Nanako do not address Suguru with his family name nor with the honorific 'sama', at least not in private. They use these formalities only when speaking in front of strangers, enemies, and people they're still vetting. In private and around close 'family' ( such as Miguel and Manami ), they call him either: Suguru, papa, or Otō-san; their preference is papa.

two — I know Suguru was shown as being very egotistical and crazy as the years went on, and while I do think he would come off as such when stressed, in the midst of a violent episode, or dealing with an enemy, he was not like this in front of his daughters. He knew how to compartmentalize his work. Kind words and a smile were always used when regarding them.

three — Suguru did not only work hard to make his vision of a peaceful future a reality, he did it to provide Mimiko and Nanako with a life they deserved . . giving them everything he did not have growing up. New clothes, music lessons, instruments, art supplies, vacations to international spots ( away from humans ), and so forth. He spoiled them .. to a point.

He still emphasizes the importance of learning history, calligraphy, foreign languages. For things which Suguru did not know how to do, such as reading sheet music, he either hires or recruits 'curse users'* he trusted to teach them. His favorite thing to teach the girls is science. More accurately, compassion and empathy for nature and living things. Ironic? Yes. It wasn't simply thinking dogs and cats are cute; it was about learning animal facts, having a community garden, and helping any injured wildlife they found.

four — He considers all his close comrades as family. If someone wants to fight and die for his cause, he won't say no, but he will not force someone to do something dangerous if they do not wish it. It's a very difficult mentality to keep up as the years go by. He does think sacrifice is necessary, but he also does not want to witness anyone die with how few of them they are. He never required anyone in his found family to use the 'sama' honorific around him in private.

five — Mimiko and Nanako are the most important people in his life. He loves them so much it quite literally hurts him. He always makes sure they are safe and several someones or somethings have an eye on them at all times.

*NOTE , Suguru does not refer to sorcerers who do not conform to jujutsu politics as curse users; he finds that insulting and crude.

[menxyouxneed]

Revan + Padme

As like most days Revan was in the main hall of his home hovering about six feet above the ground. At times he would glimpse images of his past some of the future and as well as the present. he felt the war raging in the galaxy. There would always be another war. No matter in the past how many times he tried to stop them or even start one to protect the republic it may work for a time but it was the way of things. It was why he had chosen this almost empty planet. Personally he loved his new planet. It was quiet if there were some settlers they were few and far in between. Same with miners the wildlife tended to be too much for them though the animals seemed to like him well enough. Lush forests, waterfalls, lakes, and of course the mountains. That was where he lived in the largest of the mountains over his many years he had carved it out with his lightsabers the perfect home that had some similarities to a temple. There were many rooms workshops, storage for all his collections of lightsabers and other weapons and armor, a few droids that roam around, his library with holocrons and datapads, deep in the mountain a hot spring and of course a hangar for his ship and speeder. Then it was like a wave hit him all at once. As though the force itself was being attacked all at once. Force users being killed at a level he had not felt for a very long time. Then in an instant the flashes of deaths vanished and he saw a pregnant woman being choked by a Sith on a fiery planet before the Sith was attacked by a Jedi. In that instant he took action the first time in a very long time. Getting in his ship powering it up and heading out into the galaxy again. His ship was not all that pleased after sitting so long but she still worked well enough. It took several days to get to the planet Mustafar. He landed on a distant pad and made his way out on the surface. He arrived seeing what he had seen in his vision of the sith attacking the pregnant woman and then dropping her as he started his fight with the Jedi and the pair moved away. He moved over quickly and feeling that the woman was alive he put her to sleep using the force. He took a moment to grab some parts from the ship and downloading the database and star charts before returning picking the woman up and carrying her back to his ship and laid her down. He took off and returned to home plotting the course with the updated star charts and was off for home. He kept a careful eye on the woman the entire time healing her throat but kept her asleep waking up could be to stressful for her after what she had just been through. They arrived to his home and he carried her off the ship and to his room he figured that she would be most comfortable there and he stopped using the force to make her rest she would wake more naturally now though he could not guarantee that she would not be stressed. Afterall she would wake in a strange place with a stranger, but after being attacked by a Sith he hoped that it would not be the worst. As he waited for her to awaken he had a couple of his droids going around to clean and one to make some clothing for the woman and the babies.

@of-naboo

[chocolate-mintdromeda]

And while we're comparing this:

There is no town or city in the USA that is only Mansions and Rich People. Even Pacific Palisades (which honestly I've never been through and maybe heard of in passing before these fires) have lower and low income areas. Have buildings where people work. Have restaurants and grocery stores. Schools where teachers work. Fire isn't a moral avenger. It's just fire. It consumes anything it can. So this fire is hurting A LOT of people, not just rich people. You're just hearing about the rich people more b/c they already have a platform.

LA County is really really big. The Palisades fire is one of (last I checked) four fires going on. Santa Ana winds (ever seen The Holiday? Those winds, they come and go and sometimes change directions) make fire season so much more precarious and dangerous. Lack of rain this winter and an unwillingness to listen to indigenous experts on land care makes those fires potentially devastating, because our cities butt up against wildlife areas, either preserves, parks or just wide swaths of land. Our fire department (that is currently being supplemented by prison volunteer labor) is struggling to fight these. If LA city is lucky, they can get help in, but it's not going to be like that show 911 or 911 Lone Star where the cavalry drives in. It's bureaucratic, it's slow, and it's only if others are able to.

ALSO, just remembered, a few months ago State Farm canceled a ton of insurance accounts in the area, because the fire hazard was rising. So people who had been paying into the system, for months or for years, who were trying to be responsible and invest in their future, got the rug ripped out from under them.

I remember people on tumblr scolding other users for mocking London citizens for complaining about the heat wave years ago. People were dying, even though the temperatures weren't "that bad". London infrastructure wasn't meant to help moderate heat, it was meant to keep heat in, and air conditioning was hard to get if it was even available. That awful freeze Texas had a few years ago, I saw people shut down others making fun of desperate families who died because of smoke inhalation or chemical inhalation because they were burning fires inside their house, sometimes their furniture, they were so desperate for heat. The people who were dying were more likely to be poor and/or minorities, regardless of how they voted.

So for the love of all, cut that out. Stop saying "Burn the Rich" or that Pacific Palisades got what was coming to them. They absolutely didn't. Two of my husbands co-workers lost everything, one came close. They're not well off, they just got lucky in being able to buy a house there, or they're a two income family so they can afford the HCOL and wanted to live closer to the ocean or have better schools for their children. You're going to say they deserved it? Shut up, or start helping.

A map from BBC compares the size of Palisades fire this week to the busiest area of New York and London