#unfortunately i am having my ass entirely handed to me by soul warrior

[ghostbox-nostalgia]

Hollow knight beating my ass rn, I am NOT good at this game

Can't wait for silksong so I can be even more upset

[lahyene]

The Enemy.

Pairing: tony stark x villain!reader

Summary: Despite being on opposite sides of justice, you and Tony still manage to have a rather intimate relationship...

Themes: smut, swearing, sex, mentions of murder and gun violence

Word count: 997

You open the door to your modern style apartment only to be welcomed by Iron Man himself, though instead of wearing his high-tech suit, he’s in a dark hoodie with shades covering his brown eyes.

“Well, hello there, Tony.” You greet with a little smirk, gesturing for him to come inside. “What brings you here? Not trying to bring me to jail again, I hope.”

You have a rather high profile when it comes to the mafia world, and to say you had never committed a crime before would be a lie. Tony knows this. The Avengers know this. And yet they’ve had no way of catching you in action.

“’Fraid not, you cover your tracks too well, hellcat. For now, anyways. I’ll get ya one day.” He walks in, peeling out of the hoodie revealing a black wifebeater underneath. Your eyes drift over the outline of the electromagnet embedded in his chest, closing the door behind him. “However,” he continues, sitting right down on the couch and making himself comfortable, “I do have some questions for you about a certain accident tonight.”

“Oh? Well then, shoot.” You come over and sit down in the plush leather armchair, crossing your legs and looking at him expectantly.

“Well that’s exactly what happened.” Tony remarks with a lifted brow, eyeing you intensely. “A shooting. A murder, to be precise, of a certain someone who owes your boss a lot of money.”

“My boss?” you question innocently, tilting your head. “But that doesn’t make any sense, I’m unemployed.”

Tony rolls his eyes, but knows better than to push further. This was a weak attempt for information anyways, and both of you know it. Both of you also know why he’s really here. You and Tony have been fucking in secret ever since you first met, and no matter how many times you break the law, you know you’ll have him coming back to you again and again. 

“Did you do it?” he asks regardless, and you scoff.

“Even if I were involved in such barbaric events, I wouldn’t do the dirty work myself, Tony. Killing someone? How inhuman.” Truly, you did not kill this unfortunate soul he’s speaking of, but you do know who did. “Besides, since when are you a cop? Don’t you usually handle the, I don’t know, intergalactic, alien trouble, or whatever?”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t want to see people in my city get hurt.” He says simply, but you can only smirk in response. Getting up, you stride over to him, standing right in front of him and leaning over.

“Alright, we get it,” you murmur, tilting your head. “Big, brave Tony Stark, defending his turf and being the hero New York City needs. Brava, brava.” You reach out and slowly take hold of his chin, making him grit his teeth slightly. “Now can we cut to the real reason you’re here, O Great Warrior?”

He looks into your eyes with his signature “over it” expression, muttering lowly, “You know, it’s really annoying that you always manage to be more sarcastic than me.”

With that, he grabs you by the back of your neck and pulls you in for a rough kiss, using his other hand to hold your waist and pull you down onto his lap. You gasp in delight, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing back fiercely, already rolling your hips down against his. “I can read you like a fuckin’ book,” you mumble between kisses, fingers tugging at his brown hair, and he growls huskily.

“Books are too wordy. And I want less words coming from your mouth and more moans.” 

He stands up and scoops you up with him, pressing you up against the glass of your living room window, the streets of New York bustling below. “Wow.” You tease breathlessly as he starts to remove his pants, “Kinky. You want all of New York seeing me get fucked like the naughty little slut I am, hm?”

“Oh, you got that right.” He scoffs, quite literally tearing your shorts and panties off with both hands, keeping your body supported against the glass. 

“Tony! You owe me for tha-”

You can’t even finish your sentence, because he’s already thrusting up into you, a moan cutting off your words as you grip his shoulder blades and tilt your head back. “Oh...! Fuck!” you cry out as you roll your hips down, bouncing on him in the air as you hitch your legs higher up his waist. “Tony, that’s so fucking good!” 

He groans deeply as he continues fucking you up against the window, hands cupping and squeezing your ass roughly while he leans in to suck on your bouncing breasts. “Mm... mmn... you’re so goddamn tight...” he growls rather muffled, bucking his hips upward and moving his hands to your waist so he can push you down even further. “You know, if this is the only way to keep you out of trouble, I could come by everyday...”

You laugh breathlessly, biting your lip hard as you feel him deeper and deeper inside you, nails digging into his back. “I have... no idea what trouble you’re talking about, Tony... mm!” You gasp as he hitches one of your legs up even higher, his rough movements making your entire body rock against him. “Fuck!”

The two of you finally find your release, both of you breathless and panting as Tony finally sets you back down on shaky legs. You lean against the cool glass, your chest heaving up and down as you look up at him with a small smirk, nibbling on your lower lip. He starts to open his mouth, but you cut him off.

“Spare me the “this is the last time” bullshit, we both know it isn’t true.”

He blinks but only smirks in response, still breathing heavily.

“Actually, I was going to ask if you were up for a shower. Think we could both use a little cleaning up.”

[mariposalass]

Should you Fight my F/Os? [The Mains]

I saw a lot of people are doing this such as @withlovefromlyell @jaklovemail @plucky-belmondo @astralshipper and @goldenworldsabound. So I am going to be making this as well. (not tagging anyone at the moment, but feel free to do this if you like to)

💗Romantic💗

Philip Hamilton (Hamilton: An American Musical)

My dearly beloved can be very scary even if he isn’t armed with a gun! He will just mince you with words, and possibly rapping from the musical & giving non-French speakers nosebleeds by speaking in French. (5/10; looks like a cinnamon bun but could scare you with words)

☮️Platonic☮️

Isabelle Miravelez (Ikaw Lamang)

Yeah, she never fought anyone physically in her series, but be forewarned, she has a resilience of forged iron. In one series I have done in deviantART, she was once trained in Arnis (a Filipino martial arts) and can disarm anyone with or without sticks. Also, her actress does have some of the most intense emotional outputs in her roles and I won’t be surprised if she catches you off guard with just a single Kubrick stare, swipe your weapons with ease, or bonk you on the temples with sticks. (4.5/10; has looks of Maria Clara, intelligence of a genius, martial art skills of Bruce Lee, and a big scary outburst when provoked)

Kirby (Kirby)

I agree with Plucky: Kirby maybe adorable and is definitely a sweetheart, but he is a Star Warrior in spite of his age. Seriously, he has killed gods (real and fake), eldritch abominations, and monsters bigger than him, survived the beginning of World of Light, can split a planet in half in Super Star & Super Star Ultra, and has beat up a monster over a piece of Strawberry Shortcake. It gets worse if you piss him off, nobody dares to hurt Kirby’s feelings! But he will still try to befriend you no matter what. (-poyo/10; fear the small and powerful, although still friendly)

Marina (Toei’s The Little Mermaid)

Unfortunately, Marina doesn’t fall under the category of ‘can fight for themselves in battle’. If you want to hurt her, you first have to deal with her many adopted siblings who can tear you apart and also deal with Ven as he is dating her. No really, I do mean it. (N/A/10; highly recommended not to be fought with at all lest you want to incur her adopted folks and boyfriend’s wrath) @husband-of-lucoa won’t you agree with what I said here?

🏠Familial🏠

Harry Potter (Harry Potter)

As for my big wizard brother, Lord have mercy on you if you dare to fight him. Because of the crap he has to deal with in canon, his dueling skills grew significantly to the point that he managed to beat Voldemort in the end of Deathly Hallows and could easily disarm more experienced adult wizards before turning 18. Also, he has a temper to match and it can scary if he is peeved off, including hurting the fam bunch and me & Kairi especially. The one thing he hasn’t mastered really is hand to hand combat, so he can get punched in the face during a fist fight. Other than that, he is one of the most powerful British wizards of all time, so feel free wand dueling with him. (Has defeated Voldemort 3 times/10; can beat you in a wand duel with no sweat)

Kairi (Kingdom Hearts)

While the first games and pre-Re:Mind KH3 doesn’t have her kick ass much, you will be damned if Kairi isn’t willing to give up during a battle or fight even when in a disadvantage. In KH3, she has started on Keyblade Mastery and teamed up with Sora to kick Xehanort’s behind in the big battle in Re:Mind. She is also a Princess of Light and her purity & caring soul can kill you if you’re not pure of heart. (5/10; Dark hearted people and non-humans beware)

👧Kiddos👦

Edelgard von Hresvelg (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Ho boy, Edelgard, Edelgard, my dear daughter... She is scary in the battlefield, is the powerhouse among the house leaders in her game, and has the clever mind to match. How else is she able to sneak an entire army into the Holy Mausoleum in the end of the Academy Phase regardless of the house you pick? That Axe wielding skill is pretty darn excellent, Authority is pretty high too, and she does look like she can snap you into half. Definitely wins the Kubrick Stare contest with Issa, Hermione, Harry, Michiru, and the Doctor. What’s more: if you are in the Blue Lions route and entering the end of the War Phase, she uses her twin crests to turn into a scary powerful Demonic Beast! Yikes! And she is the only house leader who can tap into magic spells with very little problem (since the Adrestian Empire specializes in axes and magic alike, though not as wide of a range as compared to Dorothea, Annette, and Lysithea). Unless you don’t want to get destroyed by the person who goes by the moniker of the Flame Emperor, please don’t provoke her. (2/10; Enter at your own risk)

[thatbitchydonutcollector]

The Rose of Regret and the Sting of Desire

Part 1

Nessian Mini Series- Mainly Angst

Note: Started pre-ACOWAR in the long and hopeless time of wondering what the hell was going on in the Night Court between the couple I fell in love with. I was doing some cleaning on a flash drive and found this old gem. And well, I have decided to continue it. Without further ado, enjoy!

Word Count: 1,523

He regretted it. By the Cauldron, he regretted it.

He felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest, a self inflicted wound that could have been avoided.

Cassian stared in silence as he watched her run away from him. Run. Her bare feet made a muffled pattering noise as her too-long limbs skidded across the floor.

“Nesta,” Cassian reached a hand out towards her vanishing form, his wings tucked in tight, making him shutter. “Nesta please, I'm sorry-- I,” Every nerve ending was on fire with predatory caution, he was just now starting to calm himself down when her heard a slight disturbance across the training room.

“Don’t touch me!” she spat.

Azriel stared at him, shadows mingling across his face. “That could have gone smoother.”

-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-

He had kissed her. But that wasn't the worst part; he had shoved her against the wall of the training room, his teeth ready to tear out her throat in defense.

It had been only a week since his wings were mended. Months and months of agonizingly slow healing and feeling sorry for himself in that gods damned room of his. It was hard enough not passing out from the pain itself, but feeling Nesta rage just down the hall from him was torturous.

Cassian’s blood boiled at the sight of her in discomfort, he wondered if he actually saw her in harms way, what he would do then.

He had failed her. He locked himself in that fucking room for Cauldron’s sake. Cassian hated seeing her because each time he did, it made him feel so rutting worthless. He had been on the ground bleeding as she was drowned.

There was no greater shame.

Things got worse before they got better. Finally, finally, his wings healed and he didn't have to feel as utterly sorry for himself as he used to. He could leave that miserable room. He could start training again.

It wasn't until the first time he saw Nesta after Hybern that he broke down. Cassian was more than a few centuries old, a blooded Illyrian warrior for fucks sake! How could this one female bring him to his knees so easily?

So, like any Illyrian bastard, he sucked it up, he started training again to build back the muscle he had lost sitting on his ass in a bed.

Cassian started training as soon as his wings stopped throbbing in pain, and somewhere along the lines, Nesta had asked to join him. His heart leaped as she asked, her entire form raging at the time for some unknown reason or another. They began training, Cassian tucked his wings in so tightly against his back that they felt like a second skin. They felt like they had always felt.

He was whole.

He could be himself again. He could be useful to her by training her, letting her anger out on a punching bag instead of Rhys or any other unfortunate soul was preferable.

She was a storm inside a small body. She reminded him of Amren, so much fire and determination in such a tiny form.

They pranced around each other for a while. His blood sang at any excuse to touch his skin to hers. Her form was off, her stance was wrong, her punch could go higher. Skin to skin, he positioned her body where he needed it. A sultry excuse to calm his blood.

That morning, Cassian met Nesta at their agreed spot in the training room. The sun had not fully risen, casting red and gold into the sky and sweeping away the stars. Azriel was already doing drills in the corner of the high-ceilinged room.

Nesta walked in like she owned the place. He smiled at her. “Morning sweetheart,” She rolled her eyes but couldn't contain the quirk of her lip.

An hour into the warm-up and he could smell the scent of her sweat-littered skin. Cauldron damn him, he could barely control himself.

“One hundred, one-two punches into the bag.” He said, watching her spin on her heels and start with what he asked.

“Yes, Commander.” She spat mockingly. That only made Cassian give a puff of a laugh.

“And where is Elain today?” Cassian whirled an eyebrow as she started beating her fists mercilessly into the poor punching bag.

“Why should I tell you?” Her breaths became short and spaced.

“I figured you’d be by her side, especially today, Nesta.”

“And what's so special about today?”

“It’s been six months since you've arrived at the Night Court.”

Nesta’s punches faltered, her scent changing ever so slightly against the morning air. “Why the fuck would I want to celebrate the six month anniversary of us being dumped into an immortal body, Feyre spying in the Spring Court, and some Spring bastard claiming my sister as his own.” Her hands flew faster against the rough canvas. “I have immortality, what is a few months?”

He hadn't realized how unhappy she was here. “Apparently everything.”

Cassian looked down at her contracted stomach. He put a calloused hand on her and traced up her abdomen, making her instantly tighten herself. “Tighten your core, spread your feet wider-- good. Shoulder-width.” He felt her scent twinge in response, and blatantly ignored it.

“Elain is fine. I am fine.” She confirmed.

With a glance to the punching bag, Cassian sighed. “You don't seem fine.”

“Neither do you.” Nesta moved her attention to his wings. Cassian flattened them against him even further.

“My turn,” With a wagging finger, he beckoned her towards him. Cassian raised his hands up and caught her first punch with ease. His hand caught her fist mid-blow, he wrapped his hand around it for a moment too long before he dropped it and she went slack. She closed her eyes.

“Nesta,”

She opened them again and he was instantly there, his soul spilling over the rim of him to comfort her. “Six months,” she whispered. His hand was on her cheek, her face ever so slightly nudging into his palm.

And for that moment, Cassian felt like he wasn't useless. He couldn't be with her standing right in front of him, her face in his hand. She was so vulnerable that he couldn't help but see everything he could do to protect her. Nesta, his Nesta.

He was in so deep, he couldn't back down now.

If only he could just take some of her pain as his, just maybe she could feel a bit lighter in this world. Maybe she wouldn't have to bare it alone.

So Cassian did what he had wanted to do since the first time he saw her in their home past the Wall. He kissed her.

At first it was soft and slow, Cassian’s heart beating almost out of his chest. Don't push me away, Nesta. I am here.

She went taut, and then let out a moan as her hands pulled him to her.

It became more rushed and heated. Everything they had felt for each other over the past few months had been poured into this one moment. He gripped her waist and she fisted her fingers into his hair. Cassian backed her up into the training room wall, gently brushing the hair out of her face and her tongue entered his mouth.

Holy rutting Gods, he could do this forever.

The feeling of her under his fingers, storm and all, was like an answer to a question he had been asking himself for years. Centuries. And the moan she made was like music to his ears.

Nesta.

Maybe they could heal each other. Maybe they could move on.

His entire body tensed when he felt a cool fingertip brush against his tightly tucked wing. His wings, no his wings. He had to protect them. He couldn't fail anyone else. He couldn't lose them again.

No. Stop.

His instincts took over, he was a slave to his body. Cassian’s whole self was razor sharp steel as his hand went out to subdue the threat.

He couldn't lose them again. He couldn't feel useless again. A feral snarl ripped from his throat, his teeth just mere moments away from digging into her neck to neutralize the threat.

His eyes widened when he realized what he was doing.

Cassian had pinned Nesta to the wall, she was struggling for breath and clawing restlessly at his hand around her throat.

No-- I didn't mean to.

He released her immediately. Azriel was instantly at his side, ready to hold him back if he were to hurt her again.

Nesta fell coughing to the floor. A hand went to her raw neck and touched it tenderly. She scattered away, a tangle of limbs to get away from him. Like he was a monster.

“Nesta,”

Cassian started after her, grabbing her hand. He was knocked back with a blast of raw and emotional power that radiated from her. “Don't touch me!” She screamed as she scrambled away.

“Nesta please, I'm sorry-- I,” He watched her flee from him like he was the plague.

Cassian tucked his sensitive wings into himself, maybe if he made himself smaller, he could disappear completely.

Masterlist : Next

[fyzil]

2020

#Whirlwind of emotions. #Ups and downs, #highs and lows, #dips and valleys, #tough moments, #JOY of fatherhood, #emotional wreck, #trough of sorrow, #points of uncertainty, #desire to do better - to have what i haven’t had by doing what i hadn’t done, #falling forward.

2017 -I have been here before, a moment of zero fulfilment, of depression, being less of myself, difficulty and challenges. I rose from it, I grew from it, I had faith, i wasn’t discouraged, i never held back, i gave it everything i had, i flourished and blossomed again, I conquered. 

2020 - I hit my deepest lows, i got hit again and again and again, but i will RISE UP LIKE THE WARRIOR I AM, i am responsible for my happiness, I will get it.

Desires, Passion, Quitting, Resentment, Hardship.

I wont stop, I wont quit, I wont cave... I would succeed, I would accomplish, I would keep trying, I would get what i never had by doing something i never did. We’ve been here before. I have been successful in my own way which reminds me that... I am a Warrior, my mind is tougher than I believe, I am smarter than i give myself credit for, I am on a path to accomplishment, I am a winner. Note to me - Keep scrapping, keep working hard. You don't have to impress anyone but you. Now is the time to build. Fold your sleeves up, get your hands dirty, pray to God for direction and guidance and you'll reap and enjoy the fruits soon, keep going and don't look back. You don't have to worry or hurry to live the dream, it's coming, at its time - The right time. Jul 03, 2020. Hafiz The biggest challenge working on an idea in these early days is the wavering thoughts and emotions of whether it’s going to be a success or failure. One minute I feel sure and boisterous about it all, another minute I am in so much doubt I loose all the energy and desire to even do anything about it. I remain unflappable and will keep bursting my ass to get it off the ground and see it through to immense success. It’s so tough glueing all the pieces needed together but we won’t back down. We evade roadblocks not turn back. Jul 13,2020. Hafiz 

Don’t be afraid to fail big, dream big, dream without goals are just dreams. 

I have seen a pattern in my growth over the last decade. In 2011, i devoted myself to making a 2:1 and better grades. By 2012, i achieved the latter a lot but it became clear I wouldn’t be able to graduate with the grades i wanted. I took all my efforts and channeled it into programming, studying entrepreneurship, networking and creating good relationships at CCHub and also getting mentored by a Google Engineer - Toki. I abandoned school. I never attended classes, was highly anti-social and only wore tracks all through - I was done on the inside. My ultimate aim was to get into Huawei, to be hired as a software prodigy. All the programming, extra hours and tough moments learning Data Structures and Algorithm paid off. All the dedication and devotion paid off. Huawei welcomed a whiz kid. It was no mean feat... Alhamdulilah!   In 2013, the year i got my famous scars, the year i spread myself so so thin, worked my tail off at Huawei. I needed to prove i was more than hype, that i was the real deal - I DID. Colleagues, bosses, and peers were amazed at the prospects i demonstrated. I got stifled by the new HR who didn’t understand why i was so celebrated. I was super anti-social again as all i did was focus on performing my best to seal my role as a Solutions Architect - The first time a college grad will be hired straight to a senior role. Unfortunately I wasn’t given the role officially but i kept performing and excelling while functioning at it. In 2015, the year i grew balls. I found out that i didn’t want to live on salaries and the pennies Segun and I squared from small side gigs with Solar89digital. It was time to play amongst the big boys. It was a moonshot but with a lot of zest, 5X tenacity, we landed a fantastic gig with the Government. It burnt us out but we learnt a lot and made a lot of money - millions. Made my first million and more. Moved into a very big apartment, got a land, travelled to SA and became Product Management Certified, enrolled into Edinburgh’s MBA programme, and picked up my first car from home - A Mistibushi Gallant. Did all these by being super anti-social, focused only on the things i wanted to achieve and grew tremendously in belief, wisdom and experience. In 2018, after just getting married, i knew i didn’t want to be stuck working an IT job in a law firm. In the previous year, i was fired by Huawei for refusing to come to work. My brother connected me to the Job to get me back on my feet. I did get married on the job and was able to put myself together.  However I believed I was better than staying on it - my gut feeling and my soul knew, I just had to prove to myself. Interviewed with NIBSS, Mainone, Andela, Paystack, etc. I finally did great at Interswitch but eventually got sent to Arca/Clane by them. So much joy through the internal hardship of self-doubt and the What ifs. A lot of reflection into my achievements in the previous 5 years and how it would all have culminated into working as an IT guy in a law firm? NO NO NO. Glad i was able to make a switch back into proper Corporate work after a 1 year hiatus. Was humble though and learnt a lot through it all. I did what i needed to do to get what i wanted but then I had to move on from it. Great place to work though. Learnt about foreign culture and human interaction.

2018 further sharpened my mind. I shifted my mindset to how I can test my mettle on an international scale. I started to look out for opportunities in diaspora and this was another moment of digging deep again. I wanted nothing but such move. I was desperate and I wanted it so bad. It however took over 100+ applications, 25+ interviews, and 3 final stage rejections to land at PayJoy. Bottom line, I’m a 100% all-in guy once I’m gunning for something. I don’t fear neither do I frail. My mind is stronger than my body and my brain is blessed to have me to try to make the best of it always. Along those lines, i had a stint at a Big name company to make my resume look good, but we eventually landed where we wanted. This is 2020. Another year of intense growth. I’ve been here before, how hard, tough and painful it feels when expanding, stretching my limits and going to territories I have never been before. I know this feeling, I can tap into this mindset, and now it’s activated - Full Mode. With God on my side, I’m willed, I’m powerful, I’m grateful, I’m tenacious and I won’t stop till the desired accomplishments are achieved. Stepping into 2020, we knew this is what we’d have to go through, and we were ready. Mabrouk came along and there came extra motivation being a father. Yes it comes with a lot of erring and downsides - being Anti-social, excessively private and unwavering in my cause, It’s just how i know best to do it. It’s how i have got results before and it has worked many many many times over and over and over again for me - Why change or break it? I have been locked up in a jail (my house) for the past 3 months, grinding out myself to execute on my entrepreneurship quest. I haven’t stopped thinking about it for a second and i have possibly researched the most in my entire life these last months - even paid for and conducted a lot of research. This is the year it starts and we have to throw the kitchen sink at it if need be.

I am not in a hurry to do the flashy things like getting an exotic car, buying extravagant things. I’ve the money but there is no rush because these things will come whether i want it or not. The money for it will come in abundance and i would even be tired of it and start doing a lot of charity. 

I will keep on going till i see my objectives to fruition, no backing down from it, no anxieties. At the end, i would either be a very successful entrepreneur or a failed founder with a lot of experience that can be used to pursue another challenge or company with an even bigger purpose and ambition. I would not have wasted the time. All i will keep doing is “Rinse and Repeat” and if i unfortunately never become that successful business man, in a few years or within a decade, i’d have enough knowledge from all my experiences to be a mentor, a coach or a consultant, which would then make me a lot of money regardless which i can conveniently use for my kids as they grow or live the comfortable life. As far as I see it, there’s no loosing embarking on this mission - Only winning.

More pain, daunting task ahead as we keep Vysend moving forward. Blessed to have Valentina Valencia in our corner. She’s remarkable, pushing the living day light out of us. Had a session on roadmapping and focus before we speak to Sebastian from Seedstars tomorrow. We keep pushing

Aug 11,2020 11:56PM

[cupnoodle-queen]

CHASING SUNS: Chapter 19 Battering Ram

2,365 words

So I realized after writing this chapter I had a lot of groud to cover. This unfortunately means I need to add another chapter before the Epilogue, so the entire work plus that will be 22 chapters total. Sorry for that! But I’m going to try and get Chapter 20 out tomorrow.

Tagging the bae’s, @themissimmortal, @blindbae, @nifwrites

Cam woke pleasantly sore, her five AM alarm blaring beneath her pillow.

She’d meant to turn over and grab her phone, but something - someone, was holding her midsection from behind, heat seeping through her tanktop and underwear. Contented realization set in and Gladio’s arm tightened around her, stirring from sleep. The bunk was small so space was unheard of; Cam nudged his considerable bicep up a bit and flipped onto her other side to face him, his facial features only just distinguishable in the near pitch darkness. He seemed to hesitate a moment as if questioning what side of reality he was conscious in, but then he pressed a single, imperative kiss on Cam’s lips. Gladio leaned back and observed her, appreciated her.

Fell for her.

“Hi,” he croaked, voice still laden with sleep.

Cam brushed her foot up his calf. “Hi.”

She silenced her alarm and was reminded of why she’d even set it in the first place. Today they’d have put their lives on the line, go toe to toe with something she’d never even heard of, and from the sounds of the discussions at the bar the night before neither had anyone else. Gladio seemed to land on the same page and he too came to the astute realization of what the day had in store for them.

They dressed at unhurried pace, stealing glances at each other’s bodies not out of suggestive intent but to engrave into memory. To remember them, should the need arise and they find themselves one short of a pair. The possibility made Cam’s throat bunch up, going so long without her other half only to lose them so soon…

No, it wouldn’t be an option. They’d go down together and though no words were spoken between them to affirm it, Cam knew in her heart and mind Gladio was in agreeance. Besides, she’d already lived through losing one love of her life; she didn’t have it in her to survive another. 

Gladio helped with the back buckles of her leather armor, latching each one methodically and with unwillingness. An approaching fight at the estimated magnitude would typically get him restless, anxious to let adrenaline overthrow his awareness and expel the pent-up frustrations and energy. But now? “We could just, y’know,” he began, fastening the last latch at the base of Cam’s neck, “hop in the Jeep and take off. Get away from here, for good.”

Cam sighed. “No, no we can’t.” She pulled on her leather gloves, followed by the bracers that Greyson bought her for her first hunt. “It’s...a nice thought, though.” 

Gladio stepped in front of her, his expression softer than she’d ever seen before. It gathered warmth in her chest and her marking tingled pleasantly beneath her skin. “Tell you what. We survive this mess, we’ll get away from here for a while, just us.” He tucked a stray curl that escaped her loose ponytail behind her ear. “Figure we got some uhh, catching up to do.” 

“Best idea you’ve ever had.”

The pair left the barracks and headed towards the food vendors to meet up with their friends before the final preparations took place. On the way Gladio stopped by the bar, tacking an envelope stuffed with a couple thousand gil for repairs and a hastily scrawled apology note on the inside door. He gave Cam a sheepish look as they grabbed two Ebony’s and split some rations for breakfast, joining Ignis and Greyson at a table.

While Ignis seemed as sullen as he had been from the night before, arms folded and head down, Greyson was quick to assess the situation. “Someone seems chipper for impending chaos,” he remarked, raising an eyebrow to Cam.

She attempted obliviousness, sipping her piping hot coffee and chewing on the rim of the paper cup. “What do you mean?”

“It’s almost five-thirty in the morning and you’re smiling,” Greyson replied, skepticism heavy in his voice. “You get lucky or somethin’?”

Beside her, Gladio nearly choked on his mouthful of food and Ignis’s head snapped to attention, his sudden keen interest making Cam flinch. Both her and Gladio didn’t respond, staring back at Greyson with matched chagrin. At their silence, his eyes widened. “Wait, really? You two?!” 

Cam rolled her eyes and sipped her Ebony. Without her protest, their fate was sealed. Greyson’s superfluous grin was unnerving. “Shit, you actually did it. Huh. NICE.”

At Gladio’s unappreciative glare he got up from his chair so quick the legs jutted loudly. “I uhh, need to grab me one of those,” he mumbled nodding to Cam’s coffee cup before scurrying off. “Back in a bit!”

Moments after Greyson left, Ignis piped up with heavy intrigue. “Is it true?”

Gladio sighed to his friend. “Hmmph.”

Ignis’s responding satisfied smirk was enough to make Cam’s cheeks flush; she was cynically glad he couldn’t see it. “Gladio is bonded to another human being,” he mused, leaning his elbows on the table. “Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Oh, please,” Gladio tossed his empty coffee cup in the nearby waste bin, “don’t be so dramatic.”

“I’m more relieved than anything,” Ignis replied, though his head lowered tucking his chin to his chest. “Despite your, poor timing.”

Cam scuffed her boots against the table leg. “Had to remind us, huh? Apologies in advance guys, but I for one will be a sitting duck out there. Can barely get a quick-shot in anymore...Pretty sure my blades have rusted by now...” Cam exhaled, the tension rolling off of her in waves. Gladio nudged her knee with his own and offered her a commiserating look.

An almost audible connection snapped in Ignis’s mind and he looked up again. “But of course, that explains it! How could I have overlooked the fact you two are soulmates…”

Cam frowned. “What about it?”

Ignis turned to her and she could almost see her reflection in his tinted lenses, the feathered edges of the scarring on his left eye giving her a sense of brooding. “You’d be willing to admit you...excelled exceptionally well in your training, correct?” 

There was no arguing fact. “Almost too well, yeah. I figured it was because this guy was such a hard-ass on me,” she elbowed Gladio in the forearm and he impishly chewed his lip.

“Gladio had to undergo intense training since childhood to develop the reflexes, strengths and knowledge that’s become second nature to him today,” Ignis remarked in the shield’s general direction before turning back to Cam. “You, on the other hand, were exhibiting the same characteristics within weeks. Would you say your, skills, had begun to deteriorate once you’d been apart for some time, not to mention after your slight falling out?”

Disconcerting realization began to soak into Cam’s brain. “Almost exactly at that point, yeah…” 

A self-satisfactory smirk tugged the corner of Ignis’s mouth. “His soul, the soul of a warrior through and through with unparalleled combat abilities and over a decade of experience...was influencing you, changing you, accelerating the learning process and molding you into a seasoned fighter in just over a month. Couple that with a desire to learn and unbreakable will, and that...is a force to be reckoned with.” 

It made sense, Cam thought. Only fitting that her other half assigned by the God’s above have such a deep impact on her. Ignis spoke again before she could comment. “And might I say, Gladio was more approachable, reasoning and mild-mannered than I can recall him ever being in the countless years we’ve been acquainted. A bigger feat, in my books.”

“Oh, please,” Gladio grumbled, though Cam caught a slight twinge of a grin pulling his mouth to the side. So she really did have an affect on him…

“Your knowledge of soulmates is impressive,” Cam offered. “How? Why?”

“Well,” Ignis’s softened and his drastic features seemed to lose some of their age, a childlike wonder that never left the young man despite years and hardships passing. “My mother was keen on the subject and it was the topic of many a bedtime stories. Not to mention since finding my other half, I’ve become so much more interested in the workings of soulmates, the way each pair can differ from another, be influenced so uniquely, such as you two are.”

Cam was grateful to know someone with such expertise on the subject. Sure she’d known what the sun on her hip meant since childhood, but up until she saw Gladio in the market that day the notion had barely crossed her mind...

Her thoughts resumed to the situation at-hand. “Do you think I’d be able to hold my own again in combat, soon?”

Ignis considered it. “Well, since you two are now...bound,” he paused, as if to impart gravity in that word, “I’m curious as to how quickly you can pick up on one another’s traits once more. It may be worth toting both firearms and melee weapons in today’s battle, if you can handle it. Should the will to exert more up-close and personal combat be roused in you, you can test the waters with actual foes.” 

“Good idea,” Cam replied, standing from her seat and checking her phone for the time; 5:45. The meeting would be taking place soon, but she had time to go grab her swords. “I’ll be right back.”

Walking away from the pair, Cam heard a chair squeak against the hardwood. Gladio fell into step beside her and she gave him a puzzled look. “Miss me already?”

“I just,” He sighed, closing his eyes and taking her hand. “Just need to be close to you. I’ve gone too long avoiding it, and now…” He stopped her, bringing his arms around her shoulders and resting his chin on her head. “Now I feel like it...may be too late for, for this...for us…”

Cam could sense his concern and she hugged him back, snaking her arms around his back and holding him close. She pressed a kiss to the centre of his chest and exhaled. “I know. We have to try, though. For everyone.” She tilted her head up, two pairs of amber eyes connecting between them. “For a future.”

Gladio swallowed hard and nodded. “Right.”

Her blades sheathed behind her back and guns at her hip, Cam and Gladio headed to the office for the debriefing with the other veteran hunters and higher ranks. Ignis was there already, speaking with Cor and Greyson near the front of the room where the whiteboard was on display, a jumble of diagrams and what Cam could only guess to be pathways or trails leading to the nest. A detailed sketch was pinned to the top of the board; Pyramid in shape, black and roughly the size of an apartment building. It loomed atop a hill, in a clearing with daemons filing from an entrance in the side in succession.

Cam gulped, nervously bouncing her knee when she took a seat next to Gladio and Ignis. The veteran hunters had arrived, and Dave was just getting off the phone with someone when-

“Where’s Prompto?” Asked Ignis.

Regret swelled in Cam’s throat, but before she could say anything the blonde peeked in the doorframe and strolled in, an obviously forced smile on his freckled face. He sat across from them, one of two empty seats left and nodded at Cam. She nodded back, an apologetic smile forcing her lips into a strange line.

“All here?” Dave asked, standing before the whiteboard.

“Steph’s not here yet,” one of the hunters noted. “Her car’s been gone since last night as well, I think.”

Cam’s eyebrows furrowed. What was she up to…?

Dave sighed. “Guess we’ll go on without her.” He turned to the whiteboard. “Alright, first things first. We’ve had the night shift rangers line the path leading to the nest with flags, and we have someone on standby with a truck to help transport people to and from. As mentioned previously, we’ll be dividing our numbers up into shifts. Three shifts of seven to ten people, and we’ll be able to manage rests, hydration and first aid or weapon swapping.”

Cor stepped forward and pulled a folded piece of paper from his jacket. “First shift will be under my command. Amicitia, Argentum, Kessler, Phillips, Reynolds and Scientia.” 

As each of their names were called, Gladio, Prompto, one of the veteran hunters, Greyson, Cam and Ignis stood. Cam felt a knot forming in her gut; she wasn’t ready for this, for the frontline, so soon, but she pushed passed it and awaited further instruction. “We’ll head out in ten,” Cor announced. “Meet by the armored vehicle at the west gate.”

Cor ducked out, a phone pressed to his ear to make a call. Dave took over manning the meeting. “I was going to have Mallory command the secondary shift-” Cam tensed at the mention of Steph’s surname, “-however given the fact she is AWOL I’ll request Seidler’s assistance.”

“Will do, sir,” the young veteran agreed, nodding with purpose. Dave listed off the names of the other shifts, seeming to place the lesser-ranked and newer recruits in the second and third shifts. That meant…

“We’re the battering ram,” Ignis muttered under his breath in Cam’s direction. “They’re sending in their best men first to break the front lines.”

She gave him a bleary look. “Fantastic.”

Dave wrapped up the meeting and they filed out of the office. Outside, the initiates and lower ranking hunters were awaiting assignment to their designated shifts. Gladio, Cam, Greyson, Prompto, Ignis and the additional veteran hunter all headed for the armored vehicle as requested, Cor still on the phone with someone as he paced back and forth next to the rear hatch. As they approached, the Marshal ended the call and lifted the back door up and open. “Ready to head out?” 

The group glanced back and forth at one another, heavy expressions in their eyes. Cam slipped her hand into Gladio’s, lacing their fingers together as she looked up at him.

Her soulmate. Her sun.

She felt courage swell within her, the courage to take on whatever the broken world of ruin would throw at them. 

“Ready.”

[afilitaria]

Could you please tell us more about your eo characters? They seem delightfully interesting ^^

I have homework to do so no doodles this time around but thank you for the distraction ehe

Which ones? To be honest I have way too many . _ . I love all of them and I’m ashamed of being bias to Snow ehehehe~ I’ll put down some of my faves here then; not everyone is here because that would take forever… hello wall of text

(Also, the writing tone is super inconsistent, whoops! Feel free to correct inconsistencies or offer suggestions, since these aren’t set in stone right now~)

Snow (EO3/EO2U/EMD): Runaway prince, prefers the title of Strategist rather than a Sovereign (I mean, it’s basically what he does? And he’s not -really- a Sovereign anymore). He’s naive and trusting to anything that seems amiable (”How was I supposed to see the guy’s face?! Am I the only one without x-ray vision in this party?!”) but will kick your ass in a game of chess or tactical warfare. He’s also sometimes a total wisecrack, like during the Ginnungagap third floor; he summarizes it as “So we’re not the chosen ones, but since you’re desperate, you’ll take anyone at this point?”

Also hands down abuses Proof of Nobility in EO2U early game just so the guild doesn’t have to spend money on inns, but would spend 420k en on a bow. “We’re so broke” - Snow Afilitaria Aurelis 2k17

I see EO3 as the prequel story to the EO2U arc, which is his adventures in Armoroad after leaving Afilitaria and before being reunited with the Aurelis brothers and Eden, who at the time are in the EOU arc. 

EMD, uh, it’s full of crack headcanons on my end because in my entire guild roster, only he, Alexander, Akihiro and Yukimura make it there (Aki being the blue haired Wanderer). So, after the events of EO2U, Snow wanted to go travelling with only Alexander, but the Mizuharus stow away on the boat ride to Aslarga because they figured it’d get boring in H.Lagaard. That’s EMD for me. Yup.

Alexander (EOU/EO2U/EMD): Snow’s royal guard and protector, the only one he accepted. Personality varies; early on in the story, he is very lighthearted, cracking jokes and puns (*cough Punvoke cough*), but as time goes on and he loses Snow for the nth time, he gradually becomes more and more serious, scared of how closer and closer Snow gets to death every time, to the point of becoming overprotective.

Anyway. The family of Aurelis was a powerful force in service to the Afilitaria noble family, and Alexander lived a carefree life, with the role of heir delegated to Orlandeau, the eldest. However, one day at the age of 13, their parents and servants were one day all assassinated, with the three children as the only survivors as Snow hurriedly sent forces to come to their aid. Seeing how they now had nothing but their lives, Snow took them in, and Alexander felt indebted to him and vowed to serve him for the rest of his life, in lieu of Orlandeau’s original duty, and he trained to be a knight.The story goes about as smoothly as you expect (not at all?), and Snow, being only 9 years old running a country on his ill parents’ behalf, constantly breaks down in stress when no one is watching. Alexander is the only one to notice and lend his shoulder for him to cry on, and well… I think you could guess the rest.

Hm? Why is Snow’s story summarized in Alexander’s section? Because Snow is a comic relief character. It wouldn’t feel right to put anything serious in his bio.

Orlandeau (EOU/EO2U): Anti-social, quiet, jargon spouting Orlandeau is generally regarded as a mad scientist by the Alchemist Union of H.Lagaard, but he does a lot for them; developing new technology and medicine with the help of Zero and Eden. 

Certain teams in said Union despise him however; in the past, he was in said team in the efforts to create homunculi, the perfect, superior life form. However, the project was largely abandoned and the team moved onto researching means to strengthening already existing life; however, Orlandeau refused to give up, taking copies of all of the team’s research and using it to create Zero; who was, by no means perfect, but something of an improvement; he made the mistake of using his own genes and as a result, Zero is slightly physically frail, though his magic power is beyond even his own. 

Zero (EO2U): I think you guys know about Zero; Orlandeau’s homunculi who developed a fascination with the War Magus Union. It took him a while to be accepted in there, seeing how he is an artificial life form, but in the end, they saw it as a means to end the sort of rivalry between the Alchemist and War Magus Associations, and work together.He’s a bright, bubbly, cheerful guy despite his looks, and is known as Doctor Zero to most, as he often volunteers in the hospital whenever needed with Eden.

Unfortunately, with these two, I’m not sure what else to say that I hadn’t covered already in a previous ask!

Vessalius (EOU/EO2U): Vessalius, like his eldest brother, is not so much a talker, but he is at least capable of holding decent conversation. He can be quite distant and hesitant to get close to others due to the trauma of losing his family.

He was the one whom took the news of their parents’ assassination the hardest, being only 10 at the time. Unlike Orlandeau, who regarded the event with calm, almost inhumane realism, and Alexander, who drowned his sorrows in favor of helping the one who saved them, he burned with the desire to exact vengeance on the people who ruined their life. He grew to be an assassin, learning thieves’ cant and slowly inching his way into their underground society, where he eliminated them one by one.

Then, with that done, what was left of his life? Snow was against his becoming an assassin in the first place even though Vess assured him he would not lay a hand on any innocents; Snow was still convinced nothing good would come of it and could not allow Vessalius to continue living in the castle if he wanted to continue this path. Safety precautions, plus Snow’s outlook for the country was of peace, not a stack of power-plays twisting into politics- thus, Vess left, and after his mission was finished at the age of 16, he abandoned his job as assassin and sought to become a survivalist. He settled for a while in a quaint little town and befriended the local medic, a fellow named Eden; who was being worked to death.

Eden (EOU/EO2U): Life Medic who loathes to hurt… though that changes during the events of EO2U, where he realizes he could be helping the team fend off their opponents, and thus, hello level 20 Medical Rod and Heavy Strike. He is generally cheerful, though clumsy and airheaded, but can recite ingredients for various types of vulneraries off the top of his head.

I mentioned before that Eden tires easily. He eats and sleeps a lot, and burns enough energy while adventuring to metabolize; but for the most part, the unnatural energy intake is due to the life energy that overflows in him.As a child, he never knew his parents; his mother died giving birth to him and his father completely unknown. He was raised at an orphanage, where his talent for healing was quickly recognized and taken advantage of. He spent many days and nights working, treating the endless stream of warriors who came to exchange coin for healing. He was willing to do this- though he received very little of the money, he believed this was at least what he owed to the people who raised him.

Let me reiterate that he was being worked to death. The survivalist Vessalius saw this and tried to convince him to stop, but he refused, and in another stroke of MoralityFail.exe, Vessalius kidnapped him and took him to Afilitaria, where he begged Snow to take them in. Eden wasn’t happy about this. It takes a good few years for him to forgive Vess.

The overflow of life energy is a result of his childhood spent tirelessly treating people; his body is so used to exerting so much magic that he grew to always generate far too much.

Valens (EO2U): Actual prince, Snow’s little brother and current Sovereign of Afilitaria. Due to in-country riot, he’s had to hide for an undefined set of time and the signal to return still hasn’t come. Asking Guild Aurelis to take him in may not have been the best idea, but at least not many people know who he is in H.Lagaard. He’s a bit of a brat and snarky as hell, and rules with an iron fist (which explains his country’s dismay, but he actually does a good job at keeping order.)

He hates Alexander with a burning passion and is always picking fights with him. Alexander is too happy to fight back, resulting in many bullet holes in his armor and slashes in Clover’s. Snow and Clover, while they both agree this rivalry is pointless, can’t really stop it at the moment.

Clover (EO2U): Gunner with no magical or physical prowess, but would probably attempt to disassemble a Yggdroid for analysis if he saw one. Would he succeed? Who knows.

He is Valens’ only royal guard because no one else would do it. He cares for Valens, to the point of aggressively going trigger happy on his assailants, but also understands the error of his ways and constantly tries to steer his direction into a less tyrannical and more peaceful rule. He is always very, very tired, drinks a lot of coffee (to the point of begging Regina to teach him how to make H.Lagaard Coffee out of Labyrinth materials) and is generally a calm and mellow person. Some exceptions apply on that last note.

Kiel (EOU/EO2U): The Hexer who swears too much in Latin (or the equivalent of thereof). I previously said he was a memelord, but unfortunately, memes don’t exist during the time period of EO2U, so in reality, he just has a personality that would translate to a memester in a Modern AU or something; loud, boisterous and mischievous.

He’s bound to Caeli by contract and has ownership of his soul in return for his magic power, but has yet to actually force control over him, if ever. He just appreciates Caeli’s company and probably just has the contract in effect so Caeli is capable of magical bardsong. Unfortunately this means they can’t be apart any more than a hundred meters or so, but Kiel probably enjoys this.He’s also really bad with names. He frequently calls Ginnungagap “Gingersnap”.

Caeli (EOU/EO2U): Also not really a memeadour due to timeline constraints. He just has the personality of one, though unlike Kiel, is a bit more mild and gentle about it.

So, did anyone notice the elven ears in the last drawing? Caeli is from a distant land where elves are hidden from normal society and prized as a slave commodity to humans. He was/is very good at singing and was kidnapped by adventurers who then sold him to a noble house that kept him caged up and forced him to play music for them. His magic power was sapped from him as they knew he would use it to escape, and thus Kiel, who was undertaking some sort of witch’s rite (which involved cursing/hexing those deemed fit to be punished), came to the castle and heard his beautiful, yet hauntingly sad song, and decided to set him free, soon after which the two fled to Etria.

Akihiro (EOU/EO2U/EMD): In which the second EOU/EO2U Ronin and male EMD Wanderer are all the same person. The rope ribbon’s under the kasa, apparently. He is the most undisciplined warrior you will ever meet, which translates to min-maxing the hell out of his stats whenever possible (high str and agi, but def and vit don’t exist, what is Clear Stance?). 

He was a Ronin that was second son of some Lord Mizuharu, from the Orient, and got disowned for bringing shame to the family time and time again. It’s because of this he set out to regain his honor, but his small understanding of the common language and his weak constitution weighed him down greatly, not to mention his abhorrent sense of direction. He ended up joining Aurelis during events of EOU, and accompanying them to EMD, where he picked up the class of Wanderer. He is proud of the great feat of scaling Muspelheim from start to finish by himself with only a bag full of sigils and bread. No one knows why he bothered to do it. Yukimura still mourns the loss of their supplies.

(You know, I was awfully close to making Akihiro in EO3 as a Shogun, were it not for deciding to instead make Natsume. He was so close to being everywhere.)

Yukimura (EO3/EMD): The first son of Lord Mizuharu, Akihiro’s brother, and a ninja. He has a very prickly personality and constantly scolds Akihiro for his lack of discipline. He does care for his younger brother though, and to this day, Akihiro still doesn’t know how much Yukimura has defended him from their parents’ ire. (He’ll never admit it.)

The events of EO3 has him travelling with the intent of finding his younger brother, knowing that if there’s one way he has to go about this, it’d be “go adventure all over the globe and hope you run into him, because chances are he’s doing the same thing.” Instead, he finds his long lost rival Natsume. “I’m surrounded by idiots.” - Yukimura Mizuharu 2k17

Natsume (EO3): Shogun, of the Ishikawa family. There’s a really weird love/hate relationship between him and Yukimura. He’s a complete and utter tease toward him, calling him the unauthorized nickname Yuki, much to his embarassment. He follows the EO3 crew around under the pretense to his family that it would be beneficial of them to have alliances with Mizuharu, Pendragon, Auditorre and Afilitaria, but that’s all lies; he just wants to get out of his duties and adventure.

He’s a smooth talker and constantly hits on Yukimura, who just jabs coldly back at him, though it’s pretty clear that said ninja doesn’t appreciate him flirting with other people either (that revelation came with a good concussion, courtesy of Snow). But, is he jealous or does Natsume just piss him off? Who knows.

Lyrald (EO3): Originally a cleric, he was the bastard son of a king from a distant land, and sought to gain his acceptance. After a mission to apprehend a drug-cartel gone wrong, he ends up framed for the crime and has to flee the country, knowing now he can never return, and is aided by a Ronin- who despite his lack of sense of direction, proved more than able to cut down their assailants. He learned basic martial and protective arts from the man and intended to follow him, but the two were separated after he elected to distract their pursuers for Lyrald to escape.

He doesn’t even know his name. Which results in many offhand allusions to Yukimura and him unwittingly describing the same person.He joins Snow and Yukimura, who both recognize him and are no fool to believe the media’s lies- later joined by Galahad, Edmund and Natsume.

Galahad (EO3): Zodiac scholar, the son of noble house Pendragon from a distant land. He’s travelling for no other reason to expand his knowledge, though his family insists he do it for their name (after all, they wanted him to be a knight, but instead he pursued magic arts and they didn’t even complain that much; it’s the least he can do). He’s very quiet and arrogant, often refusing to have level conversation to those who he deems not intelligent enough (and sassing those who are; Orlandeau being a case in point).

Edmund (EO3): Hoplite, Galahad’s assigned guardian during his pilgrimage. He actually does most of the talking on behalf of his liege and is quite friendly.Edmund is something like an adopted brother to Galahad, taken in by his father, and would gladly do any mission issued by him.

Lugh (EOIV): Sniper and head of the guild’s Tharsis branch. Honestly useless af in a fight,  but designs everyone’s clothes (and I mean every member from every branch’s redesigns) and calls all the shots. It me.

Varil (EOIV): Smol Medic. He’s 150% of Lugh’s self-restraint and will Caduceus him to the floor when his fudanshi-mode activates. Their origin is largely unknown and they will tear the third wall a new one.

(That ended up wayyy too long that’s like 2k+ words what the heck; anyway, thanks for the interest, Anon!)

[keepyourpantsongohan]

Ayesha Liveblogs Fairy Tail S4

“When will this world stop rejecting me?” Emo Wizard can’t catch a break

Apparently Zeref comes in Teen Angst Edition

Gray and Loke know Lucy is smarter than both of them combined lmao

I figured Levy was gonna fall for Gajeel from the time he joined the guild but it’s still funny to watch

“Who are you calling boy?” said the forty-year-old man in a sleeveless hoodie

Amazing the enemy soldiers are so offended that Natsu doesn’t care about them as individuals

Could they be a little more heavy-handed with their foreshadowing about celestial spirits like a goat named “Capricone” pls

[Natsu as Frank Ocean voice]: What’s a god to a non-believer?

Murder him Mirajane

The Strauss family doesn’t deserve this are they only allowed to have two happy siblings at a time

My fashion choices also represent my imminent death same Natsu same

Ultear could use about 500% more chill

“Keeping humans as puppets is barbaric.” “And being a slave to your owner is somehow noble?” He raises a fair point Loke 

The real question is how Leo knows about Lucy’s mum is it just a spirit thing or did they interact?

Is Ultear trying to imply that her and Zeref will repopulate the earth

“Our love knows no bounds, little droplet” Juvia pls 

“I’ll have no problem getting close because she trusts Leo” you’re fucking purple man

What the fuck is wrong with Cana leaving Lucy passed out alone in the middle of an enemy attack

Lmao @ Loke probably holding a class for female spirits on the weaknesses of mortal men

Yaaaasss Lucy and Natsu in a proper tag team battle

That entire battle was fantastic from the forced hugs to the collaborative attack to the brave babies trying to protecting each other A++

I was kind of hoping that Gray would appear while Lucy was pulling Natsu’s head between her legs lmao

[Gray as Coach Sylvester voice]: I was aroused, then furious 

Poor Gray he has done nothing to deserve any of this

Juvia’s narrative has come full circle she followed her heart by surrendering to Gray and now she’s using love to encourage her enemies to live

Rustyrose has to be a real dick to attack a camp full of wounded

I know I said every member of Fairy Tail had daddy issues but damn Cana’s are even more highkey than Natsu’s

“This has got to be the most messed up magic I’ve ever seen,” said the man who could literally manipulate souls

Does Jellal need to be shirtless in jail probably not and yet

“Let me show you why my name strikes sheer terror into the hearts of men” calm down American Eagle

Ultear just tossed the Lord of All Evil onto the ground like a sack of potatoes

I forget, sometimes, that Gray is actually a really good strategist 

Not to be A Juvia but Gray saying he’s going to teach a lesson as he throws off his shirt 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

“It’s pretty obvious [you and Gray] share a special connection” “Don’t try to make it sound dirty” Too late 

Panther Lily has embraced his role as Gajeel’s cat more than I expected

Immediately after Gray gets his ass knocked around:

Natsu: Want to get your ass knocked around some more?

Gray: ABSOLUTELY

He just?? Yelled Wendy out of existence??

I love that all of Lucy’s spirits like to dress Wendy up like a doll

Hades: I’m your evil grandpa once removed

HE’S FIGHTING THEM WITH FINGER GUNS OH MY GOD

No one ever said Laxus didn’t know how to make a dramatic entrance 

Laxus, for once in his goddamn life: Hi, I’m not here to ruin everything

“If you have something to confess, then speak up” Freed ships Gajeel and Levy

A lot of Fairy Tail’s problems would be solved if they killed their enemies

Freed and Bickslow talk a lot of shit about dark guilds for people who staged a coup against their master during a festival

“But... that’s my sword!” Poor Grimoire soldier he’s trying his best

“Is this what terror feels like?” Why is everyone in this show so confused by the sensation of fear

Thunder Legion loves Laxus so much what darlings

“I’m not into that kind of stuff!” BDSM or heterosexuality?

Lmao @ Gray being first in Erza’s sexy nurse line

Meredy, after Ultear has slaughtered countless people: You made a mistake

Laxus teasing Lisanna is unexpectedly cute 

“My old man is a deadbeat who can’t keep it in his pants” Cana is slut-shaming Gildarts

Me @ Lord Zeref: Could you like.... chill for a second

“Unfortunately [no survivors] were ever found” UM??? THIS ISN’T EVEN THE SEASON FINALE LET ALONE THE SERIES FINALE EXPLAIN

Biska and Alzack got married aw

How has Romeo not grown in like seven years man also who has been leading the guild all their strongest warriors theoretically died

“I call it dance of the pathetic and feeble” same

“Tell me, would you like to have a little brother?” KINKSHAME EVE TILM

It’s like they woke up from passing out and everyone around them is seven years older and irreversibly traumatized

OH NO JELLAL HAS BEEN IN JAIL FOR SEVEN YEARS THINKING ERZA IS DEAD

Lyon falling in love with Juvia is the best thing I never knew I needed

It seems unfair that Lucy is expected to pay rent from when she was presumed dead

Lucy shouldn’t feel obligated to mourn someone who abused her anyway

“Let me play around with you” Gray thinks ballroom dancing is a game and can’t describe any activity without it sounding dirty

This entire scene is beautiful Lisanna and Erza spinning men like tops, gentle Gajeel whisking Levy away from the boys, people dancing with the kids, the implied and canon couples dancing, Lucy dancing with a giant goat man

“A small price to pay for the chance to dance” Erza pls

“Very suspicious, no one’s that handsome” this is my favourite line of dialogue

Amazing in a room full of men Aceto picks Erza I hope the count’s daughter is a lesbian

She’s wearing Velveno’s ring but she’s still dancing with Erza 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

I would say that I’m surprised they ended a season of insanity and death and angst with a dance party but I am 0% surprised 

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

85% of children under age 5

79% of children under age 10

29% between 11 and 12

39% of 13 to 18

62% of 20-30

79% of 30-40

19% of age 40 and above

Understand why I am allowing inmates to handle business.

Alex made me cry when our youngest he said under stand and say "protect me and my future"

In 1777 we stupidly yet naive with kindness and love made deals with 32 planets to allow them the privilege to stay on our Earth in order to adapt to our ways for a limited time of 20 years. We gave extensions. Thus over all limitations not to exceed 200 years. In order for them to be able to SWITCH OUT with other aliens from their planet to find the most accommodating of characters.

So in 1779 we then forbade Humans to give birth to new souls only new flesh. To accommodate escape and new adventures in a safe low key mode to accumulate additional information for aliens to comprehend they will die if they don't succeed.

89% of Humans approved of resurrection aka reincarnation. Those that didn't -- did not have to participate. Like Mrs Harriet Tubman. Miss Leena is the original Harriet Tubman. If you know her she gains age when alone. With her soulmate she appears to be in her 20s. Tree has video and I have memories..

I'm am so proud of her for standing her ground. I find her to be one of the strongest and most pure of people. And i just admire her so much. She's not just my momma but the entire world's. Her wisdom to stay in her body surpassed the entire world's. Including mine. Because we thought with too much kindness and she thought with wisdom and reality. She used her mind while we used our hearts, stupidly.

So our youngest of children understand the most of reality. Having died then lived in Heaven for a period of one year to gain the education of what happened in the 1770s and until now and what needs to occur in the future.

They are our harshest critics. That is one reason school is so easy... Repetitive and boring.

This is why i am willing and highly desire to change the education system plus of all the dangers and risks.

At Preston High School, 7 miles north of Okmulgee. I attended school. That is where i was Valedictorian. The school consisted of pre-k through 12 and included availability to attend Vocational and College. Of both i did.

Of 182 staff members 8 were repeat sexual offenders. 79 were peeping toms including the janitor, high school principal and superintendent.

We replaced 22 immediately upon my arrival to start an education. Unfortunately the rate of sexual offenses nearly doubled in my time there, including rapes of children from 4th grade up to high school.

So the dangers of allowing our children out of our hands into the hands of others is terrifying. I used to cry when i dropped my daughter at school. All the way to the 5th grade. I was that mum that couldn't handle leaving my kid in what could be the most dangerous place on Earth -- 7x worse than 90% of Death Row sections of prisons.

7x worse than walking into a Death Row chamber, it was an elementary school. Between the guards/teachers. Other prisoners/students it was Hell.

Only 32% of you parents realised your elementary school aged child is safer in prison than their elementary school.

At Raymond Gabeldon Elementary in Los Lunas was number 1 the worst. Followed closely by Ann Parish up the Meadow Lake Hill. Then Desert Hills Academy in Albuquerque in a low income area. Up to Rio Grande Elementary in a upper income area of Albuquerque North East Heights.

Number 5 is a high school we cannot name until we tell you the following Because the rage the students will have. We commend you on your spirit. We adore you for your attempt to prevent souls from being abused. Mostly by aliens. All high risked personnel has been executed. 34% of the low risk remain. So understand we killed 66% of the low risk. And 102% of anything higher than low risk, 2% extra because we killed their families including 2 evil human children under the age of 3. Who chose to be evil regardless of knowing the truth and what has to happen in the future. We go through a panel to kill our Humans. For children it's a much stricter guidelines policy. So those 2 were truly to the bone evil by choice.

El Cerro High School we applaud your prayers stemming from fear to get help. For you all standing your ground to protect yourself and others. Not focusing on education but your inner hate for others. El Cerro on paperwork is ranked one of the lowest educated children. But in our eyes you're #3 in wisdom for all educational schools in Albuquerque not including Montessori schools. You're #1 in high school.

We want you to know you're safer now. The 34% we will torture and they are not willing to bother any student or person in the general public. This includes 2 mean ass secretaries. Don't worry we got them all for you, babes. We love you to death which now, like Mrs Harriet Tubman can tell you, is forever. Always was but no more death to be reborn.

In the USA 1 school surpassed all schools by at least double. An elementary school in Wisconsin. We took care of them, too. Hijumy Elementary. We are sorry for your pain and suffering. But your wisdom also surpassed all others. You are brave Warriors. Just like our high school. Don't worry you are safe now. We killed 150% from high level past low level to those considering taking action on their desires and knowledge. So half of the school staff's families were executed also.

Alex wants to tell me more facts and I just want to get to the prizes!!

Hawaii on Mount Kilimanjaro had the second worst of all USA schools. A high school with a staff of 129 now has a staff of 0. So do not be concerned a tree will visit with the superintendent and regain information of your current education system then finish killing the school board and their families. And Tree will take over.

Wisconsin had a pure sweet and kind superintendent. So Human will continue there. Hawaii had 102% evil including volunteers is the 2%.

Unfortunately the Wisconsin children suffered almost 3x -- 2.89 times to be exact more than Hawaiian Teens.

So let's keep all children in our prayers but most especially the children of Wisconsin.

Wisconsin has the most students in all of the world in one concentrated area.

State wide average it ranked #2 with New Mexico being #1. For predators. Oklahoma was #10.

The safest was New Hampshire at #50

Connecticut at #49 with Eastern Connecticut the safest.

Rhode Island #48 and NYC matched them in rank of danger.

NYC you do me proud every day. I love you all so much.

Chicago ranked with Wisconsin at number 2. Chicago I pray for you. You're in my heart!

Miami was number four ranking with state Delaware. I'm sorry. Delaware was a harvest zone for kidnapping for transport to Washington DC. Miami stayed in Florida dear old Agent Orange focused on immigrant looking children. Darker skin and hair. Leaving blondes that were tanned by the sun. And foreign accents as well were taken. They were typically transported to the Orlando region to work in factories under ground.

Harvested/stolen from the school by school employees. And paid by Agent Orange to do so. $800 per student.

You, humans and even alien children are worth more than $800.

Alien children are most important to us. Because we believe Earth is a good place. And we believe in the kindness and purity of children so an alien child will be more likely to be able to conform to human criteria to allow their planet the ability to stay.

Children like Poco from the film series "you" will be available to Stay. He's too perfect a human to send away. He is Zulululu.

The actor in Gotham appears in the 2nd edition of "you" he is the Penguin. He also is allowed to stay. He is Planet/Mount Xion.

So we have taken special care in loving each single individual alien.

82% of Zulululu will leave and not return. Remaining 18% will have the "curses" of their home planet removed. So the things they regret they have... Those annoying abilities that sneak in and activate against their will.

As a POW it happens to me too So i know how much it terribly sucks. Tree will take care of removing those portals or brain stem nerves today for all stayers from Other planets. You'll feel a comfortable peace and more of a quiet setting in your mind. So don't panic or worry about the change. It is a gift and blessing for you. We bestow with our hearts and minds full of knowledge and finally wisdom. Don't worry! Its Harriet Tubman approved! Even her husband is pleased! Filled with love and excitement for the future of our loved ones.

In your DNA4U lists you'll find these people marked with the letter M. For "Mine" Because one tree, Tree of Unearthly Possession. Rejects anything void of goodness. So when we went through the list of aliens we knew we had touched the hearts. Minds and souls of he said with the most intense Vengeance "MINE" and took them and raveled them up in loving and extremely protective hugs. Like a parent, like a priest unwilling to damage a soul and like a God to prevent harm and damage.

So know letter M has been through the ringer with rigorous testing and is one of the most safest of all, now Humans. So we are entitled to say Letter M stems from the Earth claiming these children to belong to Earth and Earth alone.

They're pretty smart too So if you get in a pretty bad jam you think requires me, ask one of them. Remember not to use them tho, make sure they feel and hear your love and appreciation. Pay their travel fare to come to you to stay with or near you to assist you. They will gladly adhere to your social issue to help you become more guided by your own self intuition. So you won't need them for help forever. They will teach you how to fend for yourself.

89% will work in schools and will make up only nearly 4% of all schools personnel worldwide, the highest concentration is in California which one school district ran by Brandy and Brittany will have 40% in Rural East Compton.

They will intern at Los Angeles schools for a period of one year. In rotation of 5 years Compton and one to two years in LA. Because LA has 0. Because we put them all in our home in Compton. We're "greedy" like that. They will have housing as close to the school as possible in LA. All furnished and all that good so they dont have to worry about anything Other than clothes and other personnel necessities. And their Compton homes are theirs to decor and will not have a resident to hold the place. The homes will remain protected and alarmed for their owner to return.

So they are eager and excited.

More than 2% will be police.

The rest doctors and nurses.

Police and Healthcare workers will be actually in Muesuems teaching the history of each profession and how it existed in and assisted the world with knowledge that has been secret for the past 49 years.

So i want to talk about the abused children. And ALL schools that are in the USA and worldwide.

There is a website set up for you all. It has a log in you will find in DNA4U. And the website link is there also. We won't post it here. Its secret and private and it regards to the abuse you suffered.

Each day you couldn't focus on school work because you were aware of the danger in your heart or soul, whether you knew in your mind what was going on - has been added up. Each day is 2 stars. Each single time you prevented abuse at school or home or the streets is 5 stars. You can find a receipt of your actions. The day, time. Who was involved and what you did to help. Each time you couldn't sleep at night for fear, distress, anger has 1 to 10 stars those times are included as well.

When we can't sleep at night it is because we can't figure out what is wrong. So 10 stars means you did finally. Figure out at least part of what was happening like naming a teacher but still tossing and turning not understanding.

That is a soul tortured.

10 stars can buy an 1980s fashioned boom box of the highest quality.

1 star can buy some food... But not any food... A two ton box of food that is broken up into small shipments and delivered monthly for a maximum of three years.

The lowest stars is 800 for any one person. Which is actually Alex.

The highest stars is 98,428,691 and is mine. So many sleepless nights... Days i couldn't go to school because i had to shed my mind clean. So i could begin again to start digging and looking around to find out what was wrong..

Not being able to go to school is 25 stars.

The highest i accumulated at one time is 850. For solving the main issues of not being able to sleep at night, which includes personally trying to talk to the abuser and fighting them. Actual fist fights. Y'all know my temper! So yeah i beat alot of principals and superintendent up with my bare hands face to face combat.

The average of all remaining students is 85,502 (with over achieving people like me removed so its a true average.. So it was the top 9 not included.)

That is more than 160 tons of food which would last one person 800 years. Especially with our new bodies coming into stock.

So we did our best to take care of all of you For life. This goes back to our last life.

Which is unfortunate for me because in the 1960s I earned 1 billion stars.

So because of that and my refusal to take more than what we will give everyone else Because it is this lifetime time only. -- except children under 20 because they gain a percent of their last life.

All humans will gain what they earned in their highest life in addition to all the available credits we apply.

Remember we live for eternity so my supply of 87,905,403,867,218,903 stars lasts for until ever.

We have 1980s in stock now... Next is 1920s starting in May.

So you may want a boom box but then your like no way I want a 1920s stereo... But you're not sure... All stock will remain.. It will be labeled "out of stock" if there is no stock but it will replenish.

Currently all items are limited to 1 per human. But in stock we have enough for 2 of the same items per human that will reside on our planet.

No tricks. If you didn't earn life on Earth you will have a tab with a list of what you can't have. The benefits you may not accept.

Don't let any one lie to you and steal from your heart, if they can't log in then it means they can't access DNA4U which means all they have to do is redo a swab to reset access. So they're lying or forgetful or whatever. But don't let them take advantage.

I got an email last night that Tillery is open for business. That is a local car dealership. They're selling alien created cars. Listen they came and killed our dinosaurs so we were pissed. All of us. So in retaliation we used their blood to fuel cars. We used love magic for the "oil" to never dry up. While I am angry just for the sole principle of their deaths. And inability to resurrect our protectors. Our dinosaurs are honored to be so easily recognizable for their duty to help us and love us and transport our goods and selves. They feel good about their blood being used. I really seriously get that. I totally understand.

15 stars will give you the ability to purchase a dinosaur fueled brand new automobile. Up to 15k price.

So it's 1 thoussnd dollars per star

Please buy a Mercedes-Benz. Please buy a 150k brand new truck. Please buy a Lamborghini.. Get a Prius if you want to love them back But you're angry they are only here in soul.

So parents must spend $15Stars on their child's car no matter their age. Unless you have previously bought them a brand new car.

Classic cars. 1980 and lower are considered "brand new" a website is linked in the school earning website where you design the car. So we have several junk yards linked up where you can buy cars. Then we have 92% of restoration and manufacturing businesses in Detroit for the USA to rebuild the car to your desired style and level.

I would make mine 100% Alex would do his at 40%

So your purchase will include 100% of materials.

Alex would want 2 engines and 3 mufflers to switch out for racing and so on. So 100% will be paid for.

But it will cost more than mine which requires one. Alex says "so you think"

I know -- because he's gonna have to pay for whatever crap he wants extra for me. And he agrees.

I'll let him do work on my car for it to be a speed racer if he wants. I don't understand why i can't keep the same engine

Because i requested race/mom toting kids engines to be created in all classic cars. So top speed of 800 mph switch the engine to regular and it's a top speed of 125 mph.

So new and improved. Then all the rest of the internal components to run the cars is the same. To limit Dino Gas due to our love for them and desire for them to live again its 333.4 mpg miles per gallon. And a tank holds 1000 miles worth of gas. So 4 gallons at 25 cents per gallon.

We are gonna get you places!!

We can customise to hold up to 15 gallons.

Noe Gods and Goddesses will jump the line. 846 of us will order when we can and then we go to next to be made. The factories are all machine. So it only puts you back a few hours although it is a week to complete -- us jumping in means to start your car will then start 8 to 10 hours later than it would had. We limit 10 jumps per week per factory and that's 10 factories just in Detroit. We also have West Chicago. Indiana. South New Hampshire. All our original in history factories will restore or rebuild from scratch the make and model of the year you desire.. There is no limit.

Each old junker car in mint condition costs 8 stars. So just a frame will cost you simply one half.

Then the build... Overall to Tree of Auto Knowledge top of the line car he would style and build would cost 800 stars.

The engine i designed cost 400 stars. Because it uses water instead of oil to lube. A water based gel and not dino. Its congealed water which is a mix base of petoleum. Something never heard of before. Its plastic trash from landfills and oceans so please do recycle!! It will mean to purchase for maintenance will only be USD pennies. As opposed to $2 -3 per gallon when we have to dig in landfills and oceans for diapers and plastic bottles.

When we return from our Ocean Sea Adventure (where you can volunteer to pick up ocean trash for free to us) every thing will be styled and organized. In your homes you'll have large transporting containers. 5 easily stackable in your garage.did you just say you Don't have one? Order one now on the students page, i can't allow you to put your brand new cars in the street. What? You need a 10 car garage and you don't have land space?

Momma gonna get you some more land and daddy gonna make it all good.

What we will do and are currently doing in areas such as Compton and has been on the news -- we are simply adding more land in your yard.

If I live on a street where i can throw a ball into my neighbors area and i want 40 acres of land i must ask my community. There should be at least 84% of living residients willing to then travel more distances to stores and etc.

I live 20 minutes from Albuquerque. If we all got 40 acres i would then live one and a half hours drive time.

Thus we limit an additional 1 acre per land lot without needing permission.

Except for apartment complexes. You will live above garages. Limit 3 parking spaces per person. So a 3 bedroom apartment will have 18 parking spaces. Every one has a soulmate. So we put 2 into each bedroom. Then 4 guest parking per apartment. So if you need 20 spaces you BUY 2 guest spaces. There is a limit of 2 extra per apartment. If you want more parking spaces -- babe. You're gonna need to move. Because babe. At this point you're gonna want the extra land for a race track or car garage/Muesuems. Honey you just have to face it. Apartment life is just not for you. That's all babes. You're gonna need to move.

So we plan and hope that all the land changes are perfected while on the Ocean

Los Lunas ill take max of what ever y'all decide. 1 acre is plenty but if were taking more shit yeah sign me up. I'm not voting except max.

But now if we go 40 Then i want 20 underground because i like being close to Albuquerque.

I might want 30 then that will give me 10 on land then 3 levels underground.

Shit y'all we got so many dam bunkers we need to use them!.

There's so many designs and youll actually need to input your address. To see what you can do.

So if Los Lunas agrees on one acre top layer expansion and that's it. That's fine... It adds 4 miles to the 5 miles it takes to get from Wal-Mart to Smith's and Alberstons. I can handle that.

10 top layer acres obviously adds 32 miles due to the shapes. But we encourage a certain shape which will only add 18 miles to the entire town from Wal-Mart to Smith's and Albertsons.

Don't worry i saved and protected our favourite sign friend from Blake's hes gonna be standing again looking brand ass new. But same dude the very same. Hes gonns light up once again and fresh paint and make up. We're gonna add the old tire shop replica next to the new smoke shop in the same building. Parking in back to be shared and then so much good.

So each city and town across the entire world. Has models. So if y'all do this or that it will change the city business in those ways. Including new businesses. So its not gonna be 12 miles to the store. There will be one in the old courthouse on Lunas. If y'all agree

I don't care what y'all decide we redid certain areas like route 66 and 314. That will occur no matter what y'all say. Because we did the best.

So y'all have to restore history. No matter what. So Trees did certain establishments that are dear to the heart. Many restaurants. Mom and pop shops. Old,time baby doll that box stores took over.

So we will rebuild. Land them a starting profit and then create the staff and rules the way it was and should be -- a combo of change and old good love.

So those are in your town models and are stationary. They're not just landmarks but they make the town.

So Blake's is 2 miles from Wal-Mart. It will stay that ratio. So if the town increases by 10 miles. Its gonna be still near the center of town. Wal-Mart will still be at the end. Smith's across the river if coming from the West.

So nothing will get distorted only expand. Some places like ghost towns have the option of distortion. Populations of less than 1000 people. Can fully distort.

2500 partially..

Its called officially "Rebuilding the town"

But its a vote

And you vote in the website you'll find the link for in many places including the shopping website and in DNA4U.

This is worldwide.

If you'd rather move there is another website of home options that are privately owned by charities. So 15 stars to purchase. Up to 12 to relocate items you currently own.

I have a stocked full 4bed room house. It costs 12. So mansions cost 12. But a small apartment will cost 2-4. That is average to move items via tree while we are away.

So what i will do is design my home if i decide to move all my stuff i can decide to sell. Because Alex does have Castle for us... And so i would sell my land design.

However if I did move. I would make that community land. Because of the location. A small park for example. Extra parking for local shopping that doesn't involve creating high land traffic. It would be s tunnel to park in from the streets already existing.

People do have that option. They can rent parking for up to $1 per day. So

You should see the website. There is amazing available changes you must go now. You cannot finalize land purchase/changes for 3 weeks

But you must go now to design and have your voice heard. 89% of the votes...

So what you do is look at town models. They are ranked by tree in several ways m less miles added to town overall. More miles. Land increasing value meaning more businesses. So you use your knowledge and some heart to decide

You pick 3. Then you design your homes to include the changes.

Then you rank from your heart which you love most.

Then the votes go upon town model. So you're voting by heart.

Its an extreme calculus formula 10 pages long in 12 point font on normal size paper. The tree can accomplish in 10.2 seconds per town. Metropolis is about 18 seconds. NYC. Is 9 for lower Manhattan and Brooklyn 22 seconds. He apologizes that it takes so long.

We love all our different trees.

Now we all teach. At home in the streets. In the student websites there are blue stars. They count different. One yellow star equals two blue. Because being a good student is more important than a teacher.

So my grand total above is all colored stars. 2/3 are teaching stars

So we use golden yellow first. Then when we hit blue we are running low on funds. So regard that. And blue we have to use 2 of to make a yellow.

Now a blue website will come up which you can preview. Things are cheaper in blue, but still it cost 1.25 yellow stars to buy. So it costs more in relation to the star difference.

Tree explains it clearly.

Cars don't worry worldwide we have factories.

While North America has theirs by Canada. Central America has theirs in central central America

South America also has theirs.

So other side of rhe planet you have some spread out as well

Canada will use USA and 3 of their own factories.

Canada mainly makes boats. While the USA makes cars so we trade the labor employment for humans off in that way

USA has 5 boat factories. Canada 24. Not including my private one where we make the cruise ships. Only I make cruise ships.

Current other cruise ships will be bought or sold, disbanded and destroyed. Alas good working parts such as restaurants and stores will be relocated to land mostly on the coasts.

We will get to see that super interesting process -- of course upgraded to sanitation of my standards which we won't need but will still use. Because it's awesome. And other luxury upgrades.

A lot of magic will be used during this time

Its highly controlled and approved.

There are sites to explain it to you.

So I'll let y'all go now.

Remember your prayers of good health and healing. Sorrow replaced with love and happiness. Grief is destructive. We have it. I have it. Its deep, so a good healthy apology from the heart and shed a few tears. Breathe. Breathe, Breathe it out and remember they're alive and strong strong health survivors. And just know they're gonna be okay and already safe.

At home and school. And so understand now why school is going to change so much.

The USA will continue to use cash for now

We will all change to a digital currency upon return.

Russia is the biggest country to change to all Star use in 2 weeks..

So we will see how that unfolds.

Remember I used to be a sun. Now I am human. You can call me Sunshine if you like.

Alex insisted on a cash earned policy. Snoop school and intelligence.

Behind their backs I enlisted the help of 4 trees. Alex was a star I fell in love with. So I named the Cash and designed it after him.

I grew up with Joe Cool in school. Snoopy. That will not continue. Woodstock cannot be Snoopy's only friend.

So watch in the future as Snoopy as Joe Cool. Woodstock. Calvin and his old Broad develop a relationship to show us the values of friendship and bow to be a really good friend. Many crisis will be involved to teach how to handle them without success -- in school they will always do it wrong.

For homework they always get it right..

Because i hate school and i voted against it 9 times out of 10 voting procedures.

So the change is extremely intense from what it used to be. But i kept it changing until my heart stopped crying.

Then Alex's tears i changed school flow times.. To be open all year. Up to 24 hours per day up to 7 days per week. Like Compton.

Most schools will be set up like college. All 100% free and then you sign up for classes during the time and dates you want.

Small communities will have it set up in rotation. So "four wheeling for safety" will be 6 weeks in the evening. Next 6 weeks noon. Then 6am then midnight. So if you need a certain time you may request it.

Math. Reading. Writing.

We will begin having fresh souls born. So mommys and daddies will be taking their 6 month old babies to one class like an elementary m its only 1 hour per day.

So it will be fun. I think there's a prototype video.

We are waiting for Wisconsin to establish no school for the remainder of the year before we close down all USA school instructions and open a website in DNA4U to begin leaning via long distance and online.

It is family school only as of now until the summer a low number of individual classes will be available.

But for now its mainly TV produced by tree. And DNA4U questions and answers and payments.

So requirement is the entire household watches it together then on each device per person Tue questions and answers are provided for the strict work.

So if you are allowed to answer while watching it will be spoken and written on the t.v. program. Most are not. They are retention values.

The first 9 are answer and watch simultaneously. Its polls to adjust to fit daily living.

We want your opinion.

If not every HUMAN has a phone or a tv is not available they will be delivered world wide. In the next 14 - 15 hours.

Otherwise you'll receive a projector in the mail in the next few weeks.

States that have closed schools via the governor like the great state of New Mexico and Texas and New Hampshire and MANY more you will have access limited to only the first 9 segments..

As i said previously the state of Wisconsin has the most children students per capita.

So we Grace their presence and we wait.

[thatbitchydonutcollector]

Nessian Angst- Minific

:::::Okay, okay. This is my first ever fic. Pretty late into the game, I know. Please be nice and enjoy!:::::

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He regretted it. By the Cauldron, he regretted it.

He felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest, a self inflicted wound that could have been avoided. Cassian stared in silence as he watched her run away from him. Run. Her bare feet made a muffled pattering noise as her too-long limbs skidded across the floor. “Nesta,” Cassian reached a hand out towards her vanishing form, his wings tucked in tight, making him shutter. “Nesta please, I'm sorry-- I,” Every nerve ending was on fire with predatory caution, he was just now starting to calm himself down when her heard a slight disturbance across the training room. Azriel stared at him, shadows mingling across his face. “That could have gone smoother.”

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He had kissed her. But that wasn't the worst part; he had shoved her against the wall of the training room, his teeth ready to tear out her throat in defense. It had been only a week since his wings were mended. Months and months of agonizingly slow healing and feeling sorry for himself in that gods damned room of his. It was hard enough not passing out from the pain itself, but feeling Nesta rage just down the hall from him was torturous. Cassian’s blood boiled at the sight of her in discomfort, he wondered if he actually saw her in harms way, what he would do then. He had failed her. He locked himself in that fucking room for Cauldron’s sake. Cassian hated seeing her because each time he did, it made him feel so rutting worthless. He had been on the ground bleeding as she was drowned. There was no greater shame. Things got worse before they got better. Finally, finally, his wings healed and he didn't have to feel as utterly sorry for himself as he used to. He could leave that miserable room. He could start training again. It wasn't until the first time he saw Nesta after Hybern that he broke down. Cassian was more than a few centuries old, a blooded Illyrian warrior for fucks sake! How could this one female bring him to his knees so easily? So, like any Illyrian bastard, he sucked it up, he started training again to build back the muscle he had lost sitting on his ass in a bed. Cassian started training as soon as his wings stopped throbbing in pain, and somewhere along the lines, Nesta had asked to join him. His heart leaped as she asked, her entire form raging at the time for some unknown reason or another. They began training, Cassian tucked his wings in so tightly against his back that they felt like a second skin. They felt like they had always felt. He was whole. He could be himself again. He could be useful to her by training her, letting her anger out on a punching bag instead of Rhys or any other unfortunate soul was preferable. She was a storm inside a small body. She reminded him of Amren, so much fire and determination in such a tiny form. They pranced around each other for a while. His blood sang at any excuse to touch his skin to hers. Her form was off, her stance was wrong, her punch could go higher. Skin to skin, he positioned her body where he needed it. A sultry excuse to calm his blood. That morning, Cassian met Nesta at their agreed spot in the training room. The sun had not fully risen, casting red and gold into the sky and sweeping away the stars. Azriel was already doing drills in the corner of the high-ceilinged room. Nesta walked in like she owned the place. He smiled at her. “Morning sweetheart,” She rolled her eyes but couldn't contain the quirk of her lip. An hour into the warm-up and he could smell the scent of her sweat-littered skin. Cauldron damn him, he could barely control himself. “One hundred, one-two punches into the bag.” He said, watching her spin on her heels and start with what he asked. “Yes, Commander.” She spat mockingly. That only made Cassian give a puff of a laugh. “And where is Elain today?” Cassian whirled an eyebrow as she started beating her fists mercilessly into the poor punching bag. “Why should I tell you?” Her breaths became short and spaced. “I figured you’d be by her side, especially today, Nesta.” “And what's so special about today?” “It’s been six months since you've arrived at the Night Court.” Nesta’s punches faltered, her scent changing ever so slightly against the morning air. “Why the fuck would I want to celebrate the six month anniversary of us being dumped into an immortal body, Feyre spying in the Spring Court, and some Spring bastard claiming my sister as his own.” Her hands flew faster against the rough canvas. “I have immortality, what is a few months?” He hadn't realized how unhappy she was here. “Apparently everything.” Cassian looked down at her contracted stomach. He put a calloused hand on her and traced up her abdomen, making her instantly tighten herself. “Tighten your core, spread your feet wider-- good. Shoulder-width.” He felt her scent twinge in response, and blatantly ignored it. “Elain is fine. I am fine.” She confirmed. With a glance to the punching bag, Cassian sighed. “You don't seem fine.” “Neither do you.” Nesta moved her attention to his wings. Cassian flattened them against him even further. “My turn,” With a wagging finger, he beckoned her towards him. Cassian raised his hands up and caught her first punch with ease. His hand caught her fist mid-blow, he wrapped his hand around it for a moment too long before he dropped it and she went slack. She closed her eyes. “Nesta,” She opened them again and he was instantly there, his soul spilling over the rim of him to comfort her. “Six months,” she whispered. His hand was on her cheek, her face ever so slightly nudging into his palm. And for that moment, Cassian felt like he wasn't useless. He couldn't be with her standing right in front of him, her face in his hand. She was so vulnerable that he couldn't help but see everything he could do to protect her. Nesta, his Nesta. He was in so deep, he couldn't back down now. If only he could just take some of her pain as his, just maybe she could feel a bit lighter in this world. Maybe she wouldn't have to bare it alone. So Cassian did what he had wanted to do since the first time he saw her in their home past the Wall. He kissed her. At first it was soft and slow, Cassian’s heart beating almost out of his chest. Don't push me away, Nesta. I am here. It became more rushed and heated. Everything they had felt for each other over the past few months had been poured into this one moment. He gripped her waist and she fisted her fingers into his hair. Cassian backed her up into the training room wall, gently brushing the hair out of her face and her tongue entered his mouth. Holy rutting Gods, he could do this forever. The feeling of her under his fingers, storm and all, was like an answer to a question he had been asking himself for years. Centuries. And the moan she made was like music to his ears. Nesta. Maybe they could heal each other. Maybe they could move on. His entire body tensed when he felt a cool fingertip brush against his tightly tucked wing. His wings, no his wings. He had to protect them. He couldn't fail anyone else. He couldn't lose them again. No. Stop. His instincts took over, he was a slave to his body. Cassian’s whole self was razor sharp steel as his hand went out to subdue the threat. He couldn't lose them again. He couldn't feel useless again. A feral snarl ripped from his throat, his teeth just mere moments away from digging into her neck to neutralize the threat. His eyes widened when he realized what he was doing. Cassian had pinned Nesta to the wall, she was struggling for breath and clawing restlessly at his hand around her throat. No-- I didn't mean to. He released her immediately. Azriel was instantly at his side, ready to hold him back if he were to hurt her again. Nesta fell coughing to the floor. A hand went to her raw neck and touched it tenderly. She scattered away, a tangle of limbs to get away from him. Like he was a monster. “Nesta,” Cassian started after her, grabbing her hand. He was knocked back with a blast of raw and emotional power that radiated from her. “Don't touch me!” She screamed as she scrambled away. “Nesta please, I'm sorry-- I,” He watched her flee from him like he was the plague. Cassian tucked his sensitive wings into himself, maybe if he made himself smaller, he could disappear completely.