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Forgot to post these simple little chicken hacky sacks/heat packs i made for my siblings for christmas. 100% cotton and filled with sunflower seeds (the chickens did NOT appreciate me borrowing from their stash but i was out of rice) so they can be heated up for hand warmers or to ease aches and pains
(or for balancing it on your head i guess)
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CC MASTER LIST
WIP- I still have quite a bit to add before I'm done adding the stuff I already have in my game, but I figured I'd post what I've added so far. Keep checking back for more. I'll try to put more specific itemized lists on any builds or sims I post, but I always find that half the battle is finding the creator's download site. All of my build and sim stuff requires the Journey to Batuu (J2B for the sake of brevity) pack.
Anastasiac21 (TSR)- Ahsoka Tano padawan outfit, Ahsoka face markings
Bl00dstain3d- Batuu resistance storage locker made functional
CazMari- various star wars cc
Celeschul- Journey to Batuu clothes made BGC
CK-Sims- clone trooper tattoo & scar pack, clone trooper body glove
Clepysdra- Star Wars hairs, Padme refugee outfit, Phaedra & Ariadne hairs
Cupcakeonastick- Rey's arm bandages
Diego Swell's Sci-fi- there are a few SW things here, but I really only use the Zephyr aqua zip.
Endermbind- functional SW appliances, full body Bith, smuggler accessories (female)
Erekking- Playable Batuu aliens on Batuu
Garrettel- Star Wars "hairs" and "hats", all cc
Gurluas- historical galactic banners
Hamster- various cyberpunk cc
Hexmcchina- various star wars/swtor CAS stuff
HexTotem91- battle droid statue, space heater, speeder bike, podracer, scifi barrels, scifi roma chairs & barstools, nixak hoverbike, buzz droid, linear skate hoverboard, sci-fi ceiling lights, diagnostics screen, futuristic public phone,
iSandor- SW wall art
The Jim- futuristic living & dining rooms
KikiSimLive (TSR)- Ahsoka facepaint, Ahsoka padawan outfit, Ahsoka lekku
Leander Belgraves (TSR)- sci-fi paintings 2, sci-fi paintings
Leda (TSR)- Ahsoka face paint, Shaak Ti face paint, togruta face paint
Lioness21- Darth Maul robe recolors
LKKS- sci-fi lamp
Lulu the Cute Sim- Vi Moradi outfit recolors
Madlen- Makenna boots, Janya boots, Danka boots,
Makesims- Luke Tatooine outfit, hand wraps
MasterRevan2015- cleaned Boba Fett armor
Nenpy- holographic UI systems, sci-fi dump
Nickname- fake window, sci-fi monitor, hologram 5
Oakstar519- padawan silka beads
Pipco (TSR)- Raina vest, Edge vest
Pixeloasis- Rae cardigan
Radioactive- various sci-fi cc
Rich246- Aayla Secura outfit recolors
RumorukaRaizon- various cc/mods including storytime outfit, wire tree, ceiling-mounted multiscreen TV, deimos station, animated consoles, borderlands walls & floors, neon tubes, borderlands furniture pack, holographic panels, echo recorder, borderlands functional objects, data flow screen, electronic uni-tool
Sentate- various clothing items
Shashiku- J2B outfit recolors
Sifix (TSR)- Padme dress, Xarenia dress, Zafrina gown
Sim_man123- fragments (TSR)
Sirene123 (TSR)- Shaak Ti outfit
Soaplagoon- Star wars mini cc set, Luke RotJ outfit set, Han Solo set, Vi Moradi outfit recolors, Yodito override, Yodito gnome, Hera Syndulla sim, Star Wars save, Jango Fett set, Togruta opaque montral overlays, Ahsoka Tano sim, Disaster lineage lightsabers,
Sonyablue- Sci-fi flags
Stanislav- From a Far Galaxy stuff pack
Talarian (TSR)- Leia top
Va'kel Shon- B1 battle droid costume
Wanderflame- Darth Maul robe recolors
SKINTONES:
Noodles Sorbet Remix- link includes matching hairs, etc. Here is a link to their blog with more downloads.
Lamatisse- Lore skintone pack
Ratboy Sims- Star skin
Pyxis- Plant sims skin and blush, Heartlines eyes & skin
Octetsica- occult skin tones
SKINS:
AlisonMoon974- J2B Twi'lek skin available for toddlers, for children
HAIRS:
Cosmicamos- J2B hair recolors in Noodles sorbet remix, J2B hairs in Serendipity's Historian
Kamiiri- Mikasa hair
EYES:
I almost exclusively use Whisper Eyes by DangerouslyFreeJellyfish, including many recolors by Simandy, Oydis, and Viiavi.
CriminalElements- sith eyes collection, Chiss eyes collection
MODS:
Letrax- SW costumes enabled for GP09 and Batuu
MizoreYukii- interactions unlocked for Kylo, etc
Nimoleth- One with the Force mod
POSES:
Rayw05771- Magic power
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amberjazmyn · 7 hours
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i think you broke my heart again
𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - i think you broke my heart again
𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 -  ever since the winchesters and castiel watched you die at the hands of a white-eyed demon, they have all been broken-hearted. the song "you broke my heart again" by teqoki and aiko tells the story via flashbacks in italics and the present time moments in the normal font. 
𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - this is the third time i'm writing this but since i've started to slowly rewrite my supernatural one-shots, i've decided to rewrite this one. and it made sense after i did a version for the walking dead so, it makes sense to make one for supernatural. 
masterlist listen to "i think you broke my heart again" right here!
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sam's pov | makenna's death
"i think you broke my heart again, please don't leave and take my hand" 
i could only scream, falling to my knees as i watched my girlfriend makenna get killed in cold blood by a white-eyed demon that we had been trying to kill for several days. then finally, makenna apprehends her and now, she's gone. the worst thing being, the white-eyed demon, used to be makenna's best friend, a lovely and sweet girl called callie. makenna and callie had been friends since as long as i had known makenna. but, now, seeing callie possessed by a white-eyed demon was devastating because it meant i had to now kill her so makenna was the last person she could kill. i watched as makenna's white crop top started to turn a deep crimson red as tears started to stream down my chees as i tried to catch my breath. i also just watched as makenna just collapsed to the floor, like she was a deer getting shot, except she had been stabbed by a thrown javellin. 
"...makenna, no!" tears flooded my cheeks, they were uncontrollable just like my breathing as i began to hyperventilate 
my brother dean and our good friend and companion, castiel rush over to get to makenna as quickly as possible but, it felt like it was too late to do anything to save her. charlie, one of the wayward sisters runs over to me, dropping to her own knees and pulls me back as i try to move. 
"ssh, sam, stop!" charlie spoke, holding me back with a sense of comfort 
"no, char...charlie...please don't do this! she's going to be okay, right....right?" i turn to look at charlie, just hoping she too had the same belief that makenna was going to be okay
"i...i don't know sam...i...i really don't know this time..." charlie trailed off as this wasn't the first time that makenna had been stabbed by her old friend white-eyed demon callie
two years ago | bobby's pov
the group and i had been looking for weeks on end trying to find makenna, one of the wayward sisters and sam's girlfriend. apparently, according to multiple accounts from sam and dean, they had both seen what looked to be makenna's best friend, callie, dragging her into a car before driving away. 
"...sam, i seriously don't think we're going to find her. it's been weeks since you and dean saw her get taken--" 
"--wait, bobby, ssh, what's that over there?" sam calls out, interrupting me as i squinted and noticed a person-sized lump on the floor as my eyes widened in shock 
alright, alright, alright, sure, my adoptive son was in love with this girl and i saw her as a daughter and hadn't seen her in weeks. but, that doesn't mean i could ever forget the pure white lettuce-hemmed crop top and light-washed pair of blue jeans that she wore basically every single day. we had definitely found makenna but, is she alive, did she get shot, stabbed, possessed? what happened to her? 
"it's her, it's makenna! c'mon bobby, we need to get her before it's too late!" sam calls out again as he finally notices who it was as well as i only nod my head in agreement
"sam, i know it'll be difficult but try to stay calm, for all we know, makenna could already be dead. and that's just by the way she's slumped to the ground, she cannot be comfortable if she is conscious still, so just be cautious, alright?" i told sam carefully as he nodded his head, knowing full well it was just to protect him so he was aware of the potential distressing images he could face if makenna was actually seriously injured or worse, dead
"okay." sam responded plainly as we started our trek to where poor little makenna was slumped on the ground to see if we could try and save her
finally after what felt like a weeks worth of walking, we get to the house where makenna was just laying in front of, looking lifeless with blood completely covering her. to be honest, i just wanted to sprint and yell out at makenna but, i knew i couldn't do that. i couldn't even let sam do that even though i knew he wanted to do it just as bad as i did. however, i grabbed his arm and pulled him back, staying as calm as i possibly could as we quietly and strategically walked over to makenna. 
"...makenna, you okay darling? can you wake up for me?" i spoke softly as i saw that makenna was breathing, she was alive but unresponsive meaning her injury or whatever caused her to be knocked out just happened recently 
she groans as my eyes light up with hope and so does sam's as makenna slowly starts to recuperate and come to. she sits up, revealing her bloodied chest which shocks me and sam right to our cores. i smiled softly, dropping to my knees and careful whilst grabbing the weakened makenna across my lap. i pressurised her bleeding then as well as sam makes sure that whoever did this to her wasn't anywhere around us. 
"makenna, baby girl, who did this to you? do you remember?" i ask softly as i place my hand softly over her bloodied stomach but also holding it with pressure so she wouldn't die of blood loss
"cal...callie did..." she breathed out weakly as i sat in shock
i was more so shocked that she still called callie her friend. it's not the first time that callie's turned her back on makenna. 
"...why? she promised to never hurt you. especially when she's being possessed like she's supposed to! what happened to that promise? why did she do this to you, baby girl?" i watched as makenna struggled to take a deep breath in to start telling us the story
"she...she just, it was like she had a seziure or a...a fit! her eyes rolled to the back of her head bobby, and her eyes changed colour...they went completely white, bobby! then she...she just stabbed me and left like it was nothing, leaving me here all on my own like this...i...i'm scared bobby! i...i don't wanna die..." makenna was struggling to breathe as she managed to fight her way through telling the story as a tear streams down her cheek as she spoke about how the person she thought was her best friend would just do this to her 
"kenna, darling, i am so sorry that she's done this to you! where did she run off to? i can get sam or dean to go and find her?" a sudden burst of anger came over my body like a father would as makenna weakly smiled as sam's attention returned back to makenna as he began to worry about her
"kenna, you okay darling?" sam's tired voice came from behind me as he dropped down to his knees right next to me
"sam...sam yes...i...i'm fine. just really sore..." makenna huffed out with so much struggle as i decided i needed to get dean and charlie, we need to get makenna to castiel as quickly as possible
"makenna, we need to taake you to castiel before you....die...so, warning, i will be picking you up," i say softly, giving makenna a fair warning as she nods her head, closing her eyes tightly as she braced for the pain she would feel as i picked her up 
a week later and, thankfully, makenna had recovered perfectly from the gunshot wound and she was back to be being flirty and funny with sam. 
present-day | sam's pov
i sobbed heavily as i held makenna's weak hand as i tried to keep her as awake as i possibly could even though i knew this time it wasn't going to work. cas had now  taken makenna in and it was bobby, charlie, dean and myself that were taking it in intervals to visit her whilst rowena stayed guard for any demons or callie even. right now, it was dean and me who were currently with her. 
"...c'mon makenna...wake up baby girl! don't do this to me, please, not now!" i sob out, lightly shaking my girlfriend who was bloody, the same one i saw those two years ago who was so much smaller in stature, now grown an extra few feet as i tried to keep her as safe as i could 
"sam...sammy..." she just manages to breathe out hastily, easy for me to tell that she was in an immense amount of pain as my heart broke for her 
"...hey, you're awake...i never thought i'd see your pretty eyes ever again!" i giggle softly, makenna giggling as well before wincing in pain, forgetting she couldn't do that
"ow...sammy don't make me laugh, it...it hurts," makenna weakly smiles as i rest my shoulders that were once hunched up in stress as i smile back at her 
"sorry i...i..." just as i tried to make conversation to make makenna calm something happened and she just started to convulse 
jumping backwards and into where dean was just magically waiting, i slid down to the floor as he held me tightly in the most comforting way. like i was a little kid again and dean was protecting me from our dad. 
"...dean...what...what's happening to makenna?" i whisper, not wanting to bring my voice up any louder as i feel his breathing get faster as he gets more anxious
"i...i don't know sammy but, just know that no matter what, cas has done all he can for makenna and whatever happens, makenna loves you so much. and she always has and always will..." dean trails off, resting his chin on top of my head as a tear fell down the side of my cheek
"...i...i'm scared dean...i...i don't want makenna to die....makenna hasn't even been reunited with jack, jody, clare and everyone else. she can't die yet!" panic flows through my blood as dean shakes his head as he holds me tighter and closer, just like when we were younger 
"i know you're scared sam, i am as well. and i don't want makenna to die either, i also want her to see jack and everyone else but, if we have to do that for makenna's dead body then, that's what we'll have to do, okay?" dean proved a valid point but, it didn't mean it hurt any less
"will...will i have to shoot her?" my voice breaks as dean looks at me in shock as i notice tears fill his eyes, matching mine
"no sam, she wasn't possessed, she won't turn, you know that. you won't even need to touch your gun for her," dean smiled at me with hope twinkling in his eyes as i gulp, nodding my head
dean and i waited an extra five minutes after she stopped convulsing the first time before makenna started to convulse a second time. except this time it was more violently and this time, cas had the look on his face that makenna's time was over and that it was time to finally let her go. 
"dean..." i croak out, just like i was a little kid all over again as he pulls me closer to give me a hug
"...it's time to let go, sam...if makenna's ready then, she's ready," dean spoke softly, his voice quivering as he held me tightly as i nodded my head 
"i...i love you makenna..." i sobbed as the love of my life took her last ever breath, dying all because of callie and her selfishness
as i cry in my older brother's arms, watching as makenna closes her eyes and fades away, it took me back to when we were fifteen years old and makenna was scared about her first demon kill. however, as i promised her from the start of this supernatural world we live in, i was there to help her get through it and she ended up killing the demon who possessed her best friend. it's the same thing here at twenty, i could see how terrified makenna was to let go but, i was there with her the whole time and then she allowed herself to let go and fade away. 
flashback | sam and makenna are both 15-years-old
"drowning inside these holes of fear, take my hand and stay with me my dear,"
i could see how terrified makenna was as this was the first time she had ever been in this situation with me, let alone by herself. however, i knew she had to take that gunshot otherwise there was going to be a possession and then i'd lose my best friend in the entire world. 
"...makenna, i know you're scared but, you have to do it. i'm right here!" i spoke softly so it wouldn't make the situation worse as makenna, just a couple feet shorter than me, looks up at me, her emerald green eyes twinkling back at me in fear 
"sam...sammy...i...i don't think i can do it...she...she's my friend..i..i can't kill her..." makenna's small voice rings out as tears brim her eyeline and i gulp feeling guilty
"...i know kenna but, i'm right here. just stay with me and nothing bad's gonna happen, i promise. plus, if anything, i'm sure if she'd want anyone to shoot her so she wouldn't turn into a demon, it would be you out of anyone..." i trail off as makenna takes a deep breath in and nods her head
she then starts to slowly level her knife to be in exact range of where she'd need to shoot the gun "...okay...i...i'll do it..." makenna says in between cries as my heart breaks for her
we're just kids, we're literally fifteen and this is the world our parents have exposed us to. this shouldn't exist, these were only meant to be scary stories we read in fiction books. except, it's not fiction, it's real life. these monsters do exist.
then, out of nowhere, the gun's trigger is pulled into the open field that makenna and i were in. and it's bullet hits makenna's best friend right in the spot it was supposed to. the bullet hitting her best friend, making the newly possessed form of her topple down to the ground within seconds of standing up in her new reanimated form. i couldn't help but shed a few tears of my own as i pulled makenna up from the ground into my arms. reminding her that i would never leave her. 
"i...i did it sam...i did it," makenna's small and timid voice mumbled into my shoulder as i nodded my head
"yes...yes you did makenna," i shuddered as makenna and i held hands on our walk back to the motel with extra saddness in our hearts mixed with pride for the fact that makenna had the courage to shoot her best friend
present-day | dean's pov
"i think you broke my heart again, please don't leave and take my hand," 
i watched in devastation as my younger brother picked up makenna, the girl he loved and who allowed him to feel like a teenager again, to tell the rest of the group that she had died. 
"...sammy, don't do this to yourself. i can easily carry mak..." 
"...NO! sor...sorry...i...i think it's better that i carry her back to the group. i need to do this," sam shouted before apologising and going back to a whisper as i nod my head 
"alright, as long as you're able to do it sammy, i'm not gonna stop you. but, i'm just going to remind you that i'm right here," i spoke softly to my grieving brother as he gave me a weak smile 
i then walk up behind him as we make the heartbreaking walk to the rest of the group with a newly dead makenna, "thanks dean...thank you for being here with me...i...i don't think i could have dealt with this without you..." sam trailed off as i noticed tears welling in his eyes as my heart broke 
one thing i hated was seeing my younger brother cry and in pain, i absolutely hated it, "...of course sammy, i wouldn't ever let you do this on your own. i know how much makenna means to you, she means a helluva lot to me as well," i spoke softly again, knowing if i spoke any louder the both of us would lose it 
i bring my brother closer and kiss his head of hair as he gave me a weak smile before i kissed makenna's pale, cold and ghostly cheek. taking a piece of hair and placing it behind her ear. 
sam's pov | meeting back with the group
now i know what it actually feels like to hold a dead body and bring it back to the group. this hurt like hell, not physically as makenna is quite literally the weight of a feather but, this hurt emotionally. i never thought i'd have to imagine, let alone picture, carrying the dead body of my girlfriend back to the group after getting killed by her possessed best friend. it hurt that just as charlie was going to see her best friend again that she's taken from her, along with claire. these girls have lost so much and now, they're loosing their baby girl too? that's so fucking unfair! 
"...char...who is it that sam's carrying?" claire's voice rings out as i felt my lips quiver
 looking down to the floor as i could already see how heartbroken the rest of the group was, i continued to walk over to them as i cannot imagine how the rest of the group feels.
"claire...don't...it's no one!" i could already tell that charlie was trying to distract her from finding out it was makenna
but, obviously, claire was smart and wouldn't ever forget makenna's pure white lettuce-hem crop top like any of us couldn't. makenna had so many of these tops and would wear it everyday. charlie couldn't do anything to try and hide this from claire. 
"no charlie, don't lie to me, who is sam carrying?" claire pushes for charlie to tell her who i was carrying as i had now come close enough that claire could really distinguish who it was as i notice her facial expressions change 
"it's fine--" 
"--kenna? oh...oh my gosh...makenna...baby girl no!" claire screams, trying to run towards me as charlie grabs her and pulls her back before claire collapses in charlie's grasp as i lose it once again, my tears hitting makenna's cheeks 
"claire...stop...ssh...it's okay!" charlie whispered picking her best friend up and cradling her like the grieving girl was a baby as i stopped walking since i was now standing right in front of them
claire's pov
"drowning inside these holes of fear, take my hand and stay with me my dear," 
i watched on as sam, dean, castiel and bobby came through the bunker from going on a missing person search for our wayward sister, makenna. a small smile grew on my face since i couldn't wait to see makenna again, considering that is what their job was to do, to find her. so, i was beyond excited at the fact i'd be seeing her again since she went missing. however, the closer that sam got to the group, the more i started to realise that sam was carrying someone. that someone was wearing a white lettuce-hemmed crop top and light washed blue jeans. that someone was and always has been makenna. but that...that doesn't make sense, sam promised that makenna was still alive. i mean, i know him well enough to know that he'd never purposefully hurt or lie to me but, makenna couldn't be dead, could she? 
"i think you broke my heart again, please don't leave and take my hand," 
after charlie and jody had caught me, after i realised makenna actually was dead and sam was carrying a lifeless makenna, i could feel my heart breaking. as though it was being stepped on repeatedly. just like two years ago when we almost lost her from getting stabbed, my heart is broken. i just wish i could take her hand in mine and never have her leave my side ever again! 
"...claire...i...i am so sorry...i...i know i promised that i'd return makenna safely and alive but we...i...i was too late. cal...callie was too quick and she...she stabbed her again," sam's voice quivered as tears streamed down his cheeks as i stood up to face him
i knew he felt just as much grief as i did. especially when we remember the fact that sam was in love with makenna and he was with her at the time of her death. so, i could and was never mad at sam and sam had no reason to apologise to me or any of us. simply for the fact that he wasn't the one that stabbed her but that it was callie's fault since she was the one that stabbed her for a second time. 
"sam...don't apologise. makenna's death isn't your fault, it was callie's fault. the whole reason we're in this situation is because callie couldn't handle the fact that makenna wasn't her friend once she realised everything about her. so, once callie realised she had a second chance of killing her, she went for it and this time, she succeeded. if anything, it's us, here in the bunker, that should apologise. we didn't try hard enough to help you guys find and save makenna," i spoke strongly as my eyes welled with tears as sam's tears were steadily streaming his cheeks
"it wasn't any of your guys' fault either, claire. it was callie's fault but i...i knew i had to bring her back. i...i just couldn't leave her there with callie because i knew she would've done some messed up shit to makenna and...i knew i'd hate myself for the rest of my life if i left makenna with her..." sam choked out as he looked across his shoulder to look at makenna
during this entire conversation between sam and i, dean had taken makenna out of sam's grip and placed her on a table and covered her with a cloth. dean...in fact none of us wanted to have to burden sam with making him hold onto makenna for another second so we didn't. 
"it's your job to return those to their rightful homes, sam. and this is her home, sam. it's our home, sam. you guys did the right thing by bringing makenna back here. and, we thank you guys, castiel, bobby, dean and of course, you sam. we're grateful that the wayward sisters are reunited but, the thing that hurts the most isn't the fact that makenna's dead, it's the fact that we couldn't have the chance to do something about it to change it..." i trail off as i tear up, just thinking about the words i just said
"...it does hurt...if only castiel was able to bring her back to life or we could have healed her, it wouldn't be so hard. but, she deserves this and she deserves to be given the best farewell as i...i don't think i could go through any one of us selling our souls to anyone just to save her when probably, makenna wouldn't even want us to do that...she'd want us to bury her and to let her continue her life in heaven..." sam trailed off, seeming like he was struggling to make sense of what he was saying but, we all understood 
"...yeah, i agree sam. i think that is what makenna would want when she died, she'd want to be buried and i know exactly where she'd want it to be done as well," i smiled as sam nodded his head as we joined the group 
we then piled into our cars to then go to where we are going to bury makenna
sam's pov
"i think you broke my heart again, please don't leave and take my hand."
i miss you so much makenna. if only i could have pretended the first time you broke my heart, we wouldn't be in this mess right now. and go figure, this is the second time you've broke my heart and i wish it was different. if only you could have broken my heart by breaking up with me and not dying, i would've been happier than you breaking my heart in this way. it's funny though as the song i have stuck in my head is the song you were muttering when callie killed you. and it was quite literally called "you broke my heart again" and that is exactly what you did. you really did break my heart makenna wallace but i still love you and i miss you so much. oh, say hi to my mum for me and dean...thanks...
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so, i originally wrote this as a twd thing but, now i kind of transferred it into the spn world and i hope it was good enough! 
ily xx
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ardenrabbit · 1 year
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Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Thanks....
Oh!! What a cool question! Thank you :D
I can't be super precise because I love a lot of characters and don't want to hurt their feelings, but here's who comes to mind. In no particular order:
1. Uncle Iroh from Avatar: the Last Airbender. He's the only one I'm actually definitively saying is in a ranking. He's the best one. I love how unfailingly kind and loving he is, and that he demonstrates the beautiful ability to be silly and simply happy despite all the tragedy he's seen. Of course I also love almost every other character in the show, too, but Iroh is Best.
2. Elodin from The Kingkiller Chronicles by Patrick Rothfuss: This man is insane. He is eccentric and opinionated and owns it. He does not give half a fuck what people think of him and cares very, very much about everything else in the world. I want to know everything he knows. He is a trickster god I think.
3. The Cthaeh from The Kingkiller Chronicles by Patrick Rothfuss: Same book series as Elodin but god they both deserve their own mentions since the Cthaeh is on another fuckin level from literally everything. No spoilers, but this thing is the absolute coolest monster concept I have ever seen in any form of media.
4. Makenna from The Goblin Wood by Hilari Bell: This was my favorite book as a kid. Makenna is a badass hedgewitch who befriends a goblin named Cogswhallop. She's violently anti-colonialism and definitely a communist. I literally want to name my kid after her. Write characters like Makenna.
5. Boromir from The Lord of the Rings, mostly referring to the Peter Jackson films because FotR is my favorite movie: I love him. I love him I love him. He was the Best Of Men, and everyone else in the Fellowship was some kind of magic so he was the only one who fell victim to the Ring's sway, but he never stopped being a good man with a noble heart.
6. Hua Cheng from Heaven Official's Blessing by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu: God. I love this author and maintain that she's a genius, and I love so many of her characters, but Hua Cheng gets the first honorable mention because he is The Most Unhinged. All my mxtx favorites are unhinged tbh, but Hua Cheng is on another level. He's made a hobby out of self-sacrifice and makes stalking look tragically romantic. He vacillates between sweet, heart-wrenching adoration for one (1) person and top-tier vicious snarkiness for literally anyone else. He is a force of darkness and a shy baby.
7. Zevran from Dragon Age: My favorite game series. My guy. He tries very, very hard to make you think he doesn't have depth but he's actually just a mastermind at deflection and his heart is behind like eighteen million locked doors. He's cheerful! He's not. He's deeply depressed and his loyalty shows up LOUD when you're not emotionally prepared for it. He's possibly the most devoted companion character in the game.
8. Cole from Dragon Age: He is my son. My treasured baby boy. He loves you. I read Asunder before Inquisition came out so girl I shrieked when he was announced as a featuring character.
9. Nezumi from No. 6 by Atsuko Asano: He's a dick. Pretentious deuteragonist goth boyfriend who quotes classical Western poetry, thinks violence is funny until he sees his Soft, Sweet protagonist engage in it, and commands swarms of bees. His dream is to overthrow the dystopian government.
10. Liu Jianghe from Saved the Public Enemy by Mistake by Liu Muqiao: I'm obsessed with this one lately. Shamelessly promoting this manhua on the Bilibili app. He's my profile icon rn. Unhinged. Not sure what he's capable of. Sweet boy. Keeps making it look like he's the bad guy but all of his decisions are specifically engineered to help the main character fix his life. Everyone is confused and this maniac is cheerful and pretty much lives on the brink of death. Please read it guys it literally only has like 6 fics on AO3 and I want to talk to people about it
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On Luca /Joham: i think the question was would Luca, after having sired his own hybrids, try to hook them up with Joham’s children with hopes of hybrid reproduction without incest?
(Anon is referring to this post.)
Anon has better reading comprehension than I do.
I think this would depend on Luca having heard of Joham and finding Joham's genetics worth the trouble.
I think in the wake of Breaking Dawn there will be a great many vampires wanting to create children for themselves, not just Luca and Joham. Should Luca wish to create a breeding program for his children, he'll have many candidates to choose from, no need to cross the ocean and track down a mad old scientist.
As it is, I'm don't think the guy would want to create a hybrid breeding program.
We know only a few things about Luca, but what we do know is that the guy has been watching over his family almost two thousand years. His family is his priority. More, though, the fact that his line has survived for 1600 years makes me suspect a breeding program is in place already. We know Luca interferes with their lives, he is their padrone, that is the entire point of him.
We also know that over the course of sixteen-hundred years there will have been people who wanted to emigrate, who wanted to marry someone entirely unsuitable, who died before they could have kids, and so on.
In order for Luca to still have a family line after 1600 years, I feel confident in saying he's been interfering. A lot.
I think new marriages are approved by Luca and that the father who wanted to take his wife and kids to America are... discouraged. I think the family tree looks like a pretzel, because without cousin marriages the line will end up very diluted. Luca likely practices honor killings, as it's the most effective way of preventing and punishing women from birthing children from outside the family.
I think that in order for someone to watch over a group of people for sixteen hundred years, a need for control has to be at the core of that person's motivation. That, and a sense of ownership over the people in question.
If Luca decides to sire a hybrid it'll be because he wants to reintroduce his DNA to the family line. The people he wants his hybrid reproducing with are the humans in his family.
He might not do it, since a hybrid would be harder to control than humans are, but... hybrids are weaker and slower than vampires, they need to sleep and eat frequently, and he'd be on hand to raise them. The real problem with creating a hybrid would be that Luca's got what he wants already, if he's happy with things the way they are and doesn't feel a need to reintroduce himself to the family gene pool then he has no need to start siring hybrids.
All of this to say that Luca's interests are not in creating a hybrid army, that's Joham. Luca's interest is his family.
(It's worth noting that Renata, who has a very powerful gift, was turned before she had children. There is no mention of Luca turning her closest relatives after she turned out to be gifted, either.
Makenna found a gifted partner in Charles, and Luca did not make her have a child by him before turning her.
Could be Luca didn't know either of these were gifted, but... if he was breeding for a gifted family, then he would have made it his business to know. I think his sole motivation with his family is the family itself.)
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list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers.♡
1. Musicals! I just really love musicals 2. My cats. They’re my besties 3. Those stupid fireplace for your home things on Netflix. I don’t know I just love having them on in the background & listening to & watching a fire crackle lmao 4. candles. people guilt me for using them because they’re supposedly bad for cats & for us like our lungs or whatever but goddd nothing makes me happier than lighting candles. sorry. 5. this is a very personally specific & kinda weird one but Brooke Makenna & Kendall Rae are feeding me well lately & I recently unsubbed Danelle Hallen but respectfully explained & educational true crime content that is not exploitative. no it doesn’t make me happy when people suffer tragedies but I have a special interest in true crime so it does make me happy when I’m consuming well made educational content focused on helping victims (especially because it’s very hard to find) it’s a big passion of mine so it seems weird to list it as making me happy but good content does
anyway thank you for passing this along 💜💜
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jessicas-pi · 2 years
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ok so that ask game got me thinking and I went to see if Makenna could dig up her concept art for the Derra And Dae Cause Problems On Purpose AU. Turns out she did the art AFTER I came up with the AU, not before. Memory fails yet again XD
And not only did she find the art, she reminded me of even more of the AU that i'd forgotten about! That's under the cut. and will probably make some of the art make more sense. 😂
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Stuff I'd forgotten:
Derra's Sith Master was a Cathar OC i'd made and I came up with a very emotional scene just before the girls got put into stasis of Derra saying good-bye to her master, illustrated above. (thanks kenna!)
Daesha loves to hurl shakespeare-esque insults at her enemies.
Derra gets into existential debates/philosophical yelling matches with Ezra's Sith holocron post-Malachor.
The Unrequited Love Squardrangle
(allow me to explain)
The Unrequited Love Squardrangle was what makenna started calling the interpersonal relationships between the four teenagers on the Ghost in Seasons 1-2. Because Daesha is extremely pretty and Derra is ridiculously buff and Sabine is, well, Sabine, and poor ezra is Having Multiple Problems Right Now. Which turns into a running gag sort of thing in the background, in that Sabine, Derra, and Dae all have different plans on how this should end.
Daesha is trying to be a supportive sister to Derra--by playing matchmaker with her and Ezra. She just thinks the whole thing would be poetic, ok?? Sith + Jedi?? (Daesha is a hopeless romantic.) Derra is NOT a hopeless romantic and is also very not interested in Ezra, which Sabine knows. Sabine decides that if she can set up Dae and Ezra, then they can finally have peace and quiet. Derra agrees to help Sabine with her plan, then immediately starts plotting against her to invoke the Matchmaker Crush trope. Because, Unsithly-Sith that she is, Derra thrives off chaos and drama, and what is more chaotic and dramatic than teenage jealousy?
By season 3, the matchmaking has mostly died out. mostly. i mean we all saw s3e7 and believe me derra saw it too ahem. scuse me. don't know where that came from.
Dae loves romance novels. She says up really late reading them. She also stays up late talking with Sabine, which is a pain in Derra's sithly butt because she's an early riser and they all share a room. Dae has a hammock.
After Vader showed up and started following Daesha around in hopes of learning The Secrets Of The Jedi, Derra made a sign that said "It has been __ days since Vader's last dark side moment."
The number has never gotten above the single digits.
Redemption is a slow process.
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The Gorgon Agenda, by Lisa Shearin
Fast-paced adventure, supernatural and mythical creatures, and a side of humor
Lisa Shearin offers up another fast-paced supernatural adventure for Makenna Frasier and her SPI colleagues in The Gorgon Agenda, as they take on a seriously high-powered gorgon and a few old enemies. Seer and SPI agent Mac is as loyal, determined, compassionate, and dryly snarky as ever. I just love her and her “though she be but little, she is fierce” attitude. Her work partner, commando (and demigod) Ian, is adjusting well to the knowledge of his heritage. Her dragon shifter boss, Ms. Sagradraco, is more human than you’d think. And Rake, Mac’s high-powered hotelier fiance, remains my favorite goblin dark mage: suave, sexy, and dangerous, but utterly committed to Mac. My only complaint in the whole novel was that we didn’t see enough of him.
Shearin writes epic battle scenes and humorous banter with equal panache. The action is nearly nonstop, and cinematic in style and scale. The SPI Files series has been described as “Men in Black, but with supernatural elements,” but there’s definitely a bit of Avengers flavor in there as well, particularly in the large-scale battle scenes. For all the mayhem, danger, and potential-end-of-the-world suspense (and there is a lot), the books never lose track of the personal element, and Makenna’s often humorous first-person narration keeps things light enough to be fun instead of scary. In this case, that was a real challenge. With ancient gorgons, a draconic supervillain, and an almost-invincible weapon on the loose in New York City, there was plenty of scary to go around. Luckily, this wasn’t my first SPI Files rodeo, and I was confident things would work out in the end, but a few of the scenes still made me shudder.
As with every book in the SPI Files series, I had a hard time putting it down, even to go to sleep. The Gorgon Agenda ties up one story arc, but there are at least two or three other loose threads, so there’s still plenty of room for more sequels. Fingers crossed!
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Here are the victims of the shooting at Robb Elementary in Uvalde, 19 students and 2 teachers:
Eva Mireles, age 44, teacher for 17 years, despite not being a special education teacher she is known for having special education students try the average classroom with her to see if they’re ready to change their individual education plan or not. Irma Garcia, age 48, teacher for 23 years. Co-taught with Eva and was found dead from trying to shield her students.  Xavier Lopez, age 10, was on honor roll and eager to move to middle school Jose Flores, age 10, also on honor roll and had plans to join the baseball team Nevaeh Bravo, age 10, she was thought merely missing but sadly was put on the list of deaths late into the night on 5/25 Ellie Garcia, age 9, fond of basketball Tess Mata, age 10, her birthday was back in February and she was looking forward to a family vacation at Disney World (she kept a little jar of money in her room for the trip). Alexandria “Lexi” Rubio, age 10, she was also on honor roll and was a known athlete with jerseys for the basketball and softball teams Jacklyn Cazares, age 9, she had just gone through her First Communion (Catholic ceremony). Her cousin happened to be at the same hospital she was brought to and that is how Jacklyn’s father, Javier Cazares, found out. Jailah Nicole Silguero, age 10, a cheerleader who people say always made people smile. Jayce Luevanos, age 10, he lived with his grandfather and always made sure there was coffee ready for his abuelo. He was cousins with Jailah (above).  Miranda Mathis, age 11, she was an intelligent young girl and had bright prospects academically Amerie Jo Garza, age 10, another honor roll student. She was one of the students who called the police, multiple times, begging them to help her and her classmates.  Makenna Lee Elrod, age 10, was a dancer and singer Layla Salazar, age 10, won 6 races at the school’s ‘field day’ (a kind of fun competition in schools dealing with things like 3 legged races etc.,). Would always sing ‘Sweet Child o’ Mine’ with her father in the mornings before school. Maite Rodriguez, age 10, she hoped to become a marine biologist Annabell Rodriguez, age 10, second cousin to Jacklyn Cazares (as confirmed by Jacklyn’s father) but they were close like sisters. No relation to Maite. Eliahana Cruz Torres, age 10, a softball player who had dreams of making it to the big leagues and not just the big kid leagues. She was on her way to all star status. Rojelio Torres, age 10, no relation to Eliahana. Known to be a bright boy. Alithia Ramirez, age 10, adored soccer and art and was very proud to finally have her age in the double digits. Uziyah Garcia, age 10, his life revolved around football, swimming, and video games.
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you don’t know what i’m doing …
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who i’m happy with.
what i’m doing with my life & my recovery. im just so happy 2 be out of your guys lives. yall so bored, you’re type of fun is trying to hurt my feelings over a man who isn’t even worth my time. i’ve moved on, im happy, im sober, im living my life how i should have been when i was stuck trying to figure out if his lil leprechaun ass was worth it. he can tell you this n that to try to make you feel better, like he didn’t give a fuck about me, but I have so much proof to show you he loved me just as much as you think he loves you. maybe he even loved me more but for reasons you don’t know , it went how it went 💗 now I’m done with this social media shit y’all have my number y’all know my address pull up and do something about it if you’re really that pressed otherwise leave me the fuck alone. have fun fighting, getting cheated on, beaten on, ( Oh & guess what he never put his hands on me, and not one time ) made to feel less than the woman you are, you’re so much more than you’re putting on, but do you want the whole world to think you’re happily in love, while he’s hitting up women to fuck because you guys are arguing and he wants to make you mad, what kind of love is that? Nothing I want part of, not the love I want. y’all can keep guessing and assuming about what’s going on in my life to make yourself feel better, but you have no idea how far I’ve come since I haven’t had that piece of shit in my life. im happy with who am & wouldn’t want to be anyone else. no offense. Good luck. I wish you the best although I don’t think the best will be that good considering you’re with him, I hope one day you’ll get over your obsession of wanting him to love you how you love him but sometimes you gotta grow up and realize life doesn’t go how you want. because trust me, I loved him with my whole heart, I would have done anything for him & did, I helped him when he needed help, held him when he was crying, gave him body massages every night to help him sleep, supported him, and anything he wanted to do, took care of both of us financially , was going to buy us a car, use my last $$ to bail him out, that man would be lucky to have me & he knows it. i’ve spent sooo much $$ on him. u wouldn’t even believe.. the convos we had , the days we spent , the connection we had, he can say whatever he wants now to make you feel better but you don’t live w, spend almost everyday for a year with someone you can’t stand 🙃 i do feel dumb bc of a lot of things but that’s for us to discuss & not for the internetc cuz im DONE with this internet shit. it doesn’t bug me, it doesn’t pull me down, it disappoints me … I’m not even gonna keep going, because I don’t wanna hurt your feelings or make you feel someway. But I did love him with my whole heart and do you want to be with somebody who treats women the way he treated me after all I did for him? If he did it to me, there’s no doubt my mind that he wouldn’t do it to you. & matter of fact, he already already has.
-makenna 💜
P S. I know money isnt everything. I know money is just a piece of paper. I know it doesn’t prove or show how good you’re doing in life mentally but I just wanted to show you guys I’m not broke, I do have shit and I am happy, that’s all I’m gonna say because I’m not gonna waste my breath or tell you everything I got going on in my life because that’s my business and I’d like to keep it that way, a bunch of losers who have nothing better to do but try to make somebody upset because their heart was broken by somebody they truly loved. As of this moment I am done. I am done with the bullshit. I am done with the disrespect. I am done with the games and I wish you would do the same and see how much different and happier your life would be and that’s coming from somebody who used to be your best friend, not a hater, not somebody who wants to be you, not somebody who wants to be like you, but somebody who will always have love for you because of all the memories we’ve shared . That’s it, that’s all. like I said, you know my address, you have my number, if you really want to do something pull up or call me. 😄 otherwise stop posting shit to try to piss me off because it’s not working, you look stupid you look bored you look desperate you look pathetic you look crazy and you look like you’re trying to prove you’re in love when everybody knows it’s a joke you’re not in love, you just can’t be alone. kissesssss . 😽😽😽 internet shit for the youngins, im done engaging .. deal w me in person.
STOP TRYING TO COMPARE YOUR LIFE TO MINE, YOU AINT SPENT ENOUGH. 🤷🏼‍♀️🫠🗣️
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returntosaturn271995 · 2 months
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Thursday, January 25th, 2024: Nourishment
"When you like a flower, you pluck it. When you love a flower, you water it."
Today was filled with love. Ordinary beautiful love.
For Lauren: Who turned a very sexy 35 today. I called her and sang "Happy Birthday" and she seemed genuinely happy with where she's at in life. With a husband and toddler who now farts on purpose to make her laugh. Our relationship is nourished by us both generally being on our better behavior around each other as opposed to when we were growing up and actively hated each other. There's real camaraderie now. Not sure when it happened but it's definitely because we both try.
For Sarah and Monika: We grabbed coffees and girl talk at Java Earth today after pilates (lol). Then swapped podcast reccs and I sent a TikTok about Ikigai.
For Makenna: Who clearly is having a shit day but still made me laugh out loud with her stories of Griffen "the weird texter". He's currently in the Giant Squid area of the dating treasure map we made. I tried to cheer her up by letting her borrow my black midi dress (key hole neckline, unfortunate rip up on the side) and a Rose candle from Trader Joe's.
For Cooking: Made Duck and a glaze with shallot and a side of roasted potatoes, Brussels sprouts, peppers, and mint. Literal nourishment.
For my body: This week I hit three goals, my running for the month and then I beat my mile time on Tuesday, and then again today- say hello to 7 minutes! Also completed another 20 minutes of yoga last night, and don't see why I can't do it again tonight.
For Connor: Just general kindness that makes it so fun to do bad things to a good man (winky face and fire emojis redacted).
For my co-workers: Getting a shout-out from Nicolette for the vetting we did yesterday and Torie and Julia being the best teammates a girl could ask for.
For my work: Today I was given the task of researching elderly influencers with 30% 45+ audiences for Special K. I definitely wasn't looking forward to it, but now I'm actually pretty damn inspired by how fit a lot of these Gen Xers and Boomers are keeping it. How staying in mental and physical shape can be lifelong and sustaining.
For actual fucking water: Sobriety and hydration, which positively affect my mood more than I'm willing to admit.
I feel like I have agency, that I'm using it for the best I know how at this point, and that my life is so much better than I ever thought it had the right to be.
That's the thing about nourishment, it's wild what you can do when you feel full.
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makenna-made-this · 6 months
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BAWKtober Day 9 - Mushrooms
Chicken of the woods
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(—) ★ spotted!! GIANNA SULLIVAN on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 26 year old looks like NATALIA DYER, but i don’t really see it. while  the FASHION DESIGNER is known for being CHEERFUL my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be GUARDED i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song WITHOUT ME by WITH CONFIDENCE  {she/her / cisfemale}
you smell of daisies from the flowers in your hair
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Name: Gianna Makenna Sullivan Age:  Twenty-Six DOB: February 13, 1997 Gender: Cisfemale Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Fashion Designer Parents: Jennifer Sullivan, Unknown Father Siblings: Wesley Sullivan (professional gamer)
it’s dancing all around that windy desert air
biography
Gianna Sullivan was the second born child to her mother, Jennifer. Her father had never really been in her life, bouncing the moment that Jen said she was pregnant again. Gianna never really cared, it was just another person that didn’t stick around -- she didn’t need that in her life
She was nearly ten years old when her mother died and it had been a huge contention at first where Gianna would be placed. Their mother didn’t have a lot of family, having grown up without many people in her life and it was looking as though she was going to be put in foster care when her older brother, Wesley, fought tooth and nail to keep her with him, becoming her primary caregiver. 
They didn’t have a lot, with Wesley juggling a career and going to school, but Gianna always made it work. It became when she truly started looking on the bright side of life. She never wanted to be an issue for her brother so she stayed on the straight and narrow -- well, when she wasn’t talking her way out of a possible arrest for things like graffitiing public property. She had always been persuasive when getting out of trouble.
While art school had been what she really wanted to pursue, Gianna talked herself out of it and decided to go a bit adjacent to that. She ended up working part time in a coffee shop while going to school for fashion design. She had always anticipated just working at a label and doing her own creative work on the side but she never expected to blow up on social media for her own designs.
Soon enough her name was all over the books and it only helped when Wesley slowly grew to fame with his streaming. It seemed the two were finally in the best spot in their lives for the first time.
After studying abroad in Paris for a few years, Gianna made her way back to California and has been living with her brother for the last few months, not really looking for her own place right now. She missed the grilled cheeses and the late night talks and her brother is her favorite person in the world.
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Gianna is one of the sweetest people you will ever meet until you piss her off. It’s a short fuse and when she explodes look out.
Her favorite food is grilled cheese, would absolutely be a grilled cheese sim if she was one. It’s mostly because it was the first thing that Wesley ever cooked for her that he didn’t burn and that alone was reason enough for her to enjoy it for life.
Weirdly strong, like very odd but it’s endearing really. She broke a door down once and then cried
Was in fact nearly arrested on numerous occasions for destroying public property but she still says she was making it prettier.
Throws the best dinner parties -- her murder mystery parties are legendary
Always has a sketchbook on her and is constantly looking for new models and inspiration in the most random of places.
Daises are her favorite flower, she has one tattooed on her inner left wrist.
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#MakennaQuist Mom The #Sacramento #DoGFucKeR #DoGRaPeR CONVICTED OF BESTIALITY 286.5P'C for RAPING DOGS WHILE PREGNANT. BEWARE IN SACRAMENTO CA OF THE #SLURPYDOGPUSSY JILLIAN LEANN QUIST JONES
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Makenna Quist and Allison Quist are kinked out by their mother Jillian LeAnn Quist Jones and their father Ryan Jeffrey Quist. Ryan and Jillian are both into BESTIALITY and Jillian was convicted of Bestiality in 2019 in Sacramento CA. Ryan is an ACTIVE CONVICTED SEXUAL PREDATOR himself and both Jillian and Ryan engage in all sorts of kink and fetish sexual role play and very very taboo high risk and non socially acceptable sexual perverse and deviant far out kinds of things that most people cringe and pass out from even hearing just a faint word or 2 abt it. These no good parents talk abt Makenna and Allison Quist while they engage in kink porn fetish and they talk abt their daughters Makenna and Allison and now their Daughters are Porn Stars so to speak but there's also been much chatter weather Jillian and Ryan actually have any children since Jillian has made several videos stating that she has no kids no daughters so it's really unknown at this time but either way Jillian and Ryan talk about a MaKenna and Allison Quist and how they like to kink out their holes
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art-blogge · 2 years
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local grand wizard does a stupit
primo u dumb idiot. its 1566, get some braincells.
Were there several things he was meant to be doing instead of this? Certainly. One of his grandsons was completely missing in action, and another had been cursed into an unwakeable sleep. His youngest grandson needed his final lessons as well, but Merlin Prime figured one of his other grandkids could handle that. He was so close to a breakthrough on a personal project- One that could possibly let him learn about whatever had happened to Misyr and Memrys, among other things.
Primo didn't intend to do anything else with this project- He knew perfectly well the risks of abusing a power like this. He didn't want to change anything in the past, not even slightly. That would change not only the future, but everything leading up to it. Were there things he'd like to change? Sure, of course. Anyone, human or not, would always have something they regret doing or not doing. Preventing himself from altering the past by mistake had been a very high priority in his research, and he eventually did find a possible loophole- If he only sent his own mind back, he wouldn't have a physical form, so he wouldn't be able to change anything. That would also make his primary goal much easier, that being the ability to see the past as if there. Sure, he could call up images of the past on the water's surface, but that wasn't enough. He wanted more. He needed more.
He was so, so close to success. He knew he was. His visions of the future were never wrong! He knew in his heart it would be today that he'd succeed!
Primo triple-checked that his door was locked in all the right ways, and nodded to himself. Yes, everything was ready. He moved to the center of the room and looked around, making sure everything was in its proper place. Yes, everything was definitely ready. Nodding once to himself, Primo flared out his coat and sat down cross-legged on the carpet. He would only need to activate everything to see the fruits of his labor. If this worked... WHEN this worked, he'd be sure to record his findings. After that, he'd try to go further back. But no getting ahead of himself! This test had to succeed in it's entirety first.
Deep breaths. He was ready. Primo nodded once more to himself, closed his eyes, and fully prepared himself.
"Begin!" ---- Primo waited a couple of moments, and then opened his eyes. He was in the same room still, but things were different now- The room had not been prepared at all, and various things were still laying on the floor. Perfect! He clapped his hands together in delight, not making a single sound. This is how the room had been a couple of hours ago! It had worked!
He immediately stood up and took note of himself. He felt physical and looked physical, but he knew he wasn't. To quickly check this, he smacked at a candlestick holder nearby, only for his hand to pass through it completely. That's what he expected! Yes, everything was going as planned.
The door was closed, but he didn't concern himself with that. He simply walked through it, set on making sure he'd arrived at the exact right time. If he was correct, he'd hear a loud crash right about-
"DAMN IT!"
Now. He hadn't gotten to see what had caused the outburst from one of his grandchildren earlier, but now he'd have the opportunity. What had Makenna gotten into this time?
Strolling into the room, Primo only saw smoke, Makenna laying on the ground, and some odd blue substance near him. Getting closer, Primo first looked over Makenna. He'd been bitten by something on the leg, but otherwise was unharmed. Makenna looked annoyed, cauterizing his injury on instinct. So that's why he'd been burnt up when he asked for healing. Primo had rightfully believed Makenna had hurt himself in another self-made explosion, considering Makenna's tendency to answer almost everything with fire and explosives. Apparently not.
Next thing to investigate: the blue substance on the floor. That had definitely not been there when Primo checked out the room prior to this test run. He didn't recognize it at all, and it intrigued him immediately. He'd have to ask Makenna about it later. Hopefully, his grandson didn't discard it or burn it.
Primo heard something and immediately stood back up. What was that? It sounded like... claws against the floor tiles, not unlike a dog of some sort. But it sounded wrong somehow, along with not making much sense. There was nothing else here! Just himself and Makenna--
Then he saw it. From the furthest corner of the room, a new plume of smoke and... SOMETHING. Primo didn't have an apt description for what he was looking at, but he knew it was staring directly at him hungrily despite not seeming to have any eyes. As the beast slipped into the room from the corner, a pungent odor was released, causing Primo to cover his nose and mouth. Makenna apparently was aware of this as well, as he shot up and dragged himself out of the room as fast as he could. Primo had to fight against all of his instincts, all of them screaming for him to run from this... This thing. He wasn't physical right now, so in theory it wouldn't be able to harm him. But with how it was looking at him..... No. No, he wasn't going to take any risks. He felt as if he'd fallen for something.... Like this beast had been waiting for him to appear. He had to leave. He had to. He had to, now!
"End!" ---- Primo opened his eyes and immediately had to stop himself from lurching forward. He could still smell that awful scent, and it made him want to vomit. Okay, so sensory inputs lasted even after ending the mental time travel. Good to know. But wait.
Wait.
Something was still wrong. He still felt like he was being watched. That wasn't possible, was it?
It shouldn't be. He looked around the room, and everything was exactly where he'd left it, perfectly in place for his test. The door was still locked, so then what was it? Everything was, again, exactly where he'd left it.
Then why was the corner of his room smoking? Had he left a candle lit there? No. Wait. Wait a minute. That thing had followed him!
He'd barely managed to finish that thought before the beast leapt at him from the corner, proboscis and jaws breathing heavily on his face. Primo couldn't focus enough to fight the creature, and it tore into his chest with ease. Understandably, he passed out from the extensive pain. ---- The beast was still there when he awoke, as was the pain. Primo didn't want to look at himself, but he could smell blood mixed in with that awful odor. At least he was alive, he thought, staring at the beast. The beast, its proboscis still inside of his chest, seemed confused by something. It pulled back, and Primo quickly realized what was bothering it- Primo's body was healing itself, and fast. The confusion did not last long however, and the beast set itself upon Primo a second time. Expecting the pain, Primo endured. ---- This went on for a lot longer than Primo expected it to. He kept healing faster than the beast could kill him, and both of them were beginning to tire of this. The beast just wanted him dead, and he just wanted to leave. Like Prometheus and the vulture, Primo thought wryly, accepting that he'd be here a while longer. He was starting to regret having locked his door. Maybe he should have told somebody he was doing this. Maybe he should have told someone to keep an eye out. Maybe-
His thoughts were interrupted by a foreign voice echoing inside of his head in a language he did not understand. The beast seemed equally startled, pulling back and raising its head.
"fhtagn, tindalos. y'yar."*
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The gutteral sound of it gave Primo a headache near immediately, or perhaps that was the bloodloss kicking in. He wasn't sure. It was hard to think with a voice like that in his own head.
The beast sat down where it was. Primo took he opportunity to observe it properly, and found that doing so was very difficult. It had a head and a body, yes, but it also did not. It was like an illusion that was poorly maintained, yet not at all like that. It was very, very physical. After a few moments of silence, the beast simply turned and left, leaving the room the same way it had entered- Through the corner of the room.
Primo blinked again. Was he dreaming this? ...No. No, he wouldn't make up a language like that. He knew his own dreams and how they worked quite well. The voice spoke up again, a bit quieter this time, and Primo still wasn't ready for it.
"ult n’gha ep."**
When Primo didn't make an attempt at responding, the voice changed to a much more natural sounding one, much more human. The first few phrases Primo still didn't understand, but they continued anyway.
"Is this language correct?" the voice asked, in perfect English.
"Yes!" Primo shouted back, only realizing he'd spoken out loud moments later. He really was tired, huh.
"Human English it is," the voice confirmed, before immediately changing the subject. "Do not engage in time travel. It attracts the Hounds of Tindalos, as you have already observed for yourself. Under normal circumstances, they kill their target, but this is an exception due to your immortality."
Primo was reeling. He hadn't been prepared for actual information! Despite his pain and injuries, he still rolled over to grab a notebook and quill. Blood was an effective ink, it'd work. The voice seemed to notice this, and patiently waited for Primo to finish scribbling down notes.
"I am not their boss, but I have an arrangement with them. I also do not like time travellers. They make messes of things. You cannot die to them, however, so I see no reason to allow that hound to continue assaulting you. Do not do that again."
Disappointing. What was the point of all that work if he wasn't going to be able to use it?
"You forget I can hear your thoughts right now," the voice idly commented, and Primo immediately put up several mental wards to protect his inner thoughts. No. No, he was not doing that kind of thing today. The voice continued speaking as if nothing had changed.
"You will be able to use that skill in the future, but not in that way. I cannot say much more. That would be a spoiler."
At Primo's confusion, the voice added "Ah. That word hasn't been invented quite yet, my apologies. It means to ruin a story with prior information about the plot or ending. That word will come into usage roughly in 1800."
1800?! That was... Well over two hundred years in the future?!
"That's nothing. The word picks up traction in 1950."
Primo rather suddenly felt like he was being teased by something much bigger than he was, like a child investigating a bug. The idea that something this beyond time was a dizzying concept to him, which he acknowledged.
"No, that would be the bloodloss. Please heal yourself so we may speak more."
So the wards did nothing. Great. Fantastic. Absolutely horrible. He did agree that healing himself probably was the best course of action, and muttered a few spells to do so. It didn't help with how sick he felt, but he could shoulder that burden for now. Probably. Again, the voice waited for him to be ready before they spoke up.
"I would like to make a deal with you, and not the kind devils make. A partnership, if you will."
Primo was immediately wary. What could someone beyond time want with him?
"Not much, admittedly, but you are a fellow immortal and I believe you to be interesting. I'm sure we can find uses for each other later."
Later. A being beyond time suggesting to do something later? This had to be a trap of some kind, right? But no defensive statement came to fight that claim. It didn't help that Primo wasn't thinking clearly- He was still dizzy, and rather tired.
"Perhaps I will ask you at a later time as well," the voice muttered, seemingly picking up on this. "An answer now would be rude of me. I recommend taking a rest now, because you won't have the chance to later."
That seemed reasonable enough to Primo. It could wait. He could take a short nap now, and..... -------- ..... And wake up in a completely different room of his home, completely disoriented. How had that happened? One of his grandchildren? Magnus? No. Magnus was on a voyage. Myrrdin? No. Myrrdin never left his own home. Makenna? Maybe. Memrys and Misyr were straight out.
As he laid there, everything came back to him. He hadn't... He hadn't agreed to anything, had he?! He was sure he hadn't, but.... There was always the off-chance he had agreed and simply didn't remember it.
Then he noticed Makenna sitting there, staring at him while holding a lavender orb. So it was Makenna. That made sense.
"So the thing I summoned may have attacked you earlier today," Primo began, feeling bad about the entire thing, "It's been banished. Sorry about that."
It was easier to say he'd summoned something than to explain that he was attempting mental time travel. That took a lot less explaining. He hated explaining things. Where was the fun in that?
Luckily, Makenna seemingly accepted this without question. This was typical Merlin the First behavior. Him saying nothing until it was way too late was normal. Well, he could do that too. After handing Primo the orb he'd been holding, he started to leave, only stopping at the last moment.
"I blew up your door, so sorry!"
He wasn't sorry. Makenna probably enjoyed it.
Primo sighed and shook his head while Makenna left. Merlin the Fifth, you pain in the ass.
Okay, now to consider this orb. This was new, and Makenna wasn't the type to use one.
"I did say that I would wait."
Oh, it's that guy.
....
OH, IT'S THAT GUY.
"Take your time," they now said, out loud instead of in Primo's head. "I've got time."
Of course they did. -------------------------------------------------- All language is translated as modern english because do i look like i know language from 1566? *"Wait, (Hound of) Tindalos. My turn." **"You die later."
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Look at my nosy little wizard, Jasper! This lovely commission was done by the wonderful @makenna-made-this !
Jasper Honeybumble is a half-elven divination wizard who has become quite a competent combat wizard along the way. He is the child of an elven beekeeper and a human artist. He studied magic under a crusty old wizard who lives in a tower in the middle of nowhere, and then he left to seek his fortune. Now he works for a museum collecting magical artifacts!
Jasper is a fussy and nosy little wizard. He is extremely curious about a wide variety of subjects (his favorite subject is the night sky) and he loves books. He is quite logical and can be somewhat oblivious to the emotional side of things. That said, he gets extremely emotional when someone hurts his friends. He is a picky eater who is unlearning the need to be perfect.
I love this commission so much! Everything about it is perfect. 💛
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