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aisaariel · 11 months

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How does jungkook perceive his fs the more he gets to know her? Like his first impression of her to when they know each other more deeply?

How does JK perceive his FS?

Since we already had a long post on how people perceive FS, I was thinking that I can just do this reading since we have a lot of people that are interested in these two on this blog! Enjoy because I'm getting the sense that this is going to be one hell of a ride on my part lol.

So I come back here after the reading, and I can most definitely say that that was one hell of a ride for me lol. Let me hand you all some virtual tissues. Here *tosses* Have fun! =v= Oh happy day~ Oh happy daaaaay~

Thank you, Aisa 🌸

First Impression: As always, JK is ultra fast with the cards, my gosh. Anyway, the first impression he has of them will be fairly straightforward and simple it seems. By the time JK gets to meet the FS (keep getting the sense that he will travel to the location where the FS is for whatever reason it may be), the FS will be someone successful in their field or at least someone pretty well off. As someone who admires those who are dedicated and passionate to their work and their crafts, this will catch his eye, and I think it'll start off as a sort of admiration from his part? But he will also feel that this person went through lots of heartbreak in their life to reach where they are during the time they meet. Maybe he'll overhear a conversation about something that happened in FS' life that makes him aware of the FS' life. He will again think that this person worked really hard to be where they are during that time. The FS, in his eyes for his first impression of them, is someone who may be a bit hard to approach and maybe even intimidating. Someone who is very good at reading people, and he'll know right off the bat that the FS is not someone who will take any load of bullsh*t from people because they know better. They can see through lies. Something about this first impression of the FS will make JK want to get to know them more. He'll feel attracted to this person upon first meeting.

Acquaintances: Okay so um, this is getting highly detailed and in-depth that I'm actually getting really surprised by the extent to which he's telling me what happens. But anyway, let's continue. This is when they're just acquaintances, so they know of one another but aren't exactly too close. So during this time period, it seems like JK might experience some form of heartbreak for whatever reason. It'll be a Tower moment for him, so it'll really shake him up. It also seems to affect his career as well. I feel that this is when the FS steps in. It seems like whatever happened, the FS figures out a way to help him in a way. I don't know when or how (seems like we aren't allowed to know), but this FS will help JK see the world in a different way. In the past and up until this point, he may have been a bit afraid to go against what was expected of him. He did things that didn't align with his values and thoughts. But through this Tower moment and experience, as well as meeting with FS during this time, it will help him reevaluate what he wants in his life, his future, his surroundings, and more. It's the Knight of Wands (JK) meeting the Queen of Wands (FS), so the FS will be a guiding figure for JK during this situation since they're more developed in the wands energy than JK (Knight vs Queen). So actually, I had to reorganize and redraw cards because he was saying too much and the energies started getting all messy and tangled up, but I remember that he said FS was "The Star" card and there was also a "Queen of Cups" card. This shows me that FS may have provided with lots of emotional support during his difficult moment. Remember in the other reading, I said that FS is someone who is easy to approach in the eye of others and also a quiet listener? I think FS wanted to help JK out even though they might not have been too close, and this in turn helped the two of them become closer. Now back to the point, how does JK perceive FS during this time? He thinks of them as "Four of Wands" and "The Lovers." Four of Wands represents pure happiness, joy, bliss, and celebration. "The Lovers," in the context of this situation, represents a relationship in which there is great communication and emotional understanding between two lovers. So I'm guessing that after they get close, their develop their relationship into a romantic one. This is also confirmed by "The Moon" card hidden at the back of the deck, and a bunch of other cards (emotions) associated with it. "The Moon" signifies secrets, keeping things hidden. There's also the "Two of Pentacles" which signifies the need to balance priorities, which in this case is his career and his new relationship with FS.

Lovers: So JK keeps explaining the situation rather than what he thinks about the FS, but it's okay. I think I understand what he's trying to say. When they are lovers, JK is represented as someone who is a true romantic. I see him being as supportive to FS as possible, trying to match their lifestyle and schedule (while of course keeping his own priorities straight; don't think that he's going to let the relationship affect how he does for his career; he takes his job very seriously). But anyway, in the course of getting to know the FS better through the relationship, he may realize some of the internal issues that FS has been dealing with one their own. This is absolutely mind-blowing because remember in the other post I said that the very inner circle is just the FS by themself and then there were the pair cards and I explained that they envision a future spouse/partner who is going to be just for them and know them even to their deepest core? This is exactly what JK is doing. JK will notice things that FS is going through. I see that FS may be having a hard time due to a "King of Swords" figure in their life. I see a "King of Wands" figure and then the "Queen of Wands" figure to the right. So essentially, this "King of Wands" figure is protecting the "Queen of Wands" figure from the "King of Swords" figure. It's crazy because the "King of Swords" is looking straight forward (at you), the "King of Wands" is looking straight to the left (you get the left view), and then the "Queen of Wands" has her body faced forward but with face turned to the right. The imagery confirms this. Whatever it is, I see JK protecting this FS very well. JK will help this person go against aspects of their life that they were trying to escape from or avoid for a long time. He will help them deal with their emotional issues. He will help FS achieve a sense of justice and also bring FS a sense of fulfillment. His emotions are overflowing for this FS and he really does truly care about their well-being. To him, the FS is his resting place, his home. He will feel grateful for the FS' presence during his hardest moments, for helping him become more in tune with who he truly is and who he truly wanted to be. For helping him walk forward into a future that he had wished for. This FS is represented by "The Empress," the maternal figure of the deck and the caregiver. I also see that behind the Empress is a Page of Cups that is hidden and protected. So this is making me feel that JK ultimately feels that even his more underdeveloped and childish sides, the hidden innocence that he had tucked away due to his reality - he feels safe showing all of his vulnerable sides to FS. I feel so much gratitude, appreciation, and love coming through here.

Spouses: Holy sh*t guys. This is absolutely stunning! So when they're spouses, FS is represented as the King of Swords rx. This speaks to me that FS is someone who doesn't outright aggressively speak their mind out, but they rather quietly express their thoughts and opinions. JK may also think that FS is someone who can be pretty indecisive and they need to time to work out their thoughts and to process different situations. Hidden under this card is THE WORLD and THE LOVERS guys. My gosh. "The World" card is the last card of the major arcana in the tarot deck guys. It's the ending. It's fulfillment, completion. And in a literal way, FS will mean the world to him. With "The Lovers" card coming out, he will see FS as his true love. Someone who he can communicate with at deep and genuine level. Someone who walked with him through his thick and thin, and someone whom he walked with through their thick and thin. There is also the TEN OF CUPS. My gosh. Can you hear me screaming? He regards FS as his ultimate happiness and fulfillment in life. The imagery of this card is also two spouses with children, so FS is someone that he would settle down with for the rest of his life, and he also envisions a future where he can create a family and live happily. Again, there is a repetition of the idea of "resilience.' Standing together despite hardships. He has lots of love and affection for his FS, and it seems like he looks forward to going on new adventures with this FS as well. And this last set of cards made me absolutely emotional. It came through real strong. "나의 힘듦과 아픔을 다 지나고, 이제는 우리의 행복한 새 출발." After passing my hardships and pain, it's our blissful new start. Holy. I'm going to cry guys. Cry with me *hands tissues*

#aisanakismet #aisanakismet-bts #aisa jk #bts tarot #jungkook tarot #jungkook future spouse

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insertdisc5 · 11 months

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Devlog #14: Big News Incoming and Illustrations

Hello everyone! Welcome to this month’s devlog!

If you just stumbled upon this, I am Adrienne, also known as insertdisc5! I’m the developer, writer, artist, main programmer, etc of the game. The game being In Stars and Time, a timeloop RPG, which is also the next and final game in the START AGAIN series, following START AGAIN: a prologue (available here!). You can find out more about In Stars and Time here!!!

LET’S GET TO IT. This month has some Big News about Big News Incoming! And also some illustrations!

The Big News Incoming first: In Stars and Time will be a part of Future of Play Direct on June 10, 8:00am PT | 11:00am ET | 5:00 pm CET! Future of Play is part of the Summer Games Fest and showcases a lot of incredible indie games, so I hope you’ll tune in. There might be a little something for you to see :> And...

In Stars and Time will also be a part of The Mix on June 8th! The Mix is an amazing games showcase over in LA. There will be a lot of press there, so I’m very excited to get some eyes on ISAT! Please stop by the booth and say hi to the lovely people from my publisher, Armor Games Studios, if you get the chance!

Alright! That’s it for the big news. Now for other big news.

Porting the game to Switch seems to be close to done! Currently, the porting team is taking care of optimization thingy things. The game is playable, but tends to drop frames every so often, so the team is optimizing the game to make sure it’s playing smoothly so Switch players can have the best possible experience! And…

The (hopefully) final round of Japanese localization is underway! Last April, the localization team sent back a couple of sentences that should be reworded now that they have further context. Now that those changes are implemented, they are playing it one more time to make sure everything works as intended!

I sadly don’t have a Fun Gamedev Thing to talk about this month (or… last month either…) because I moved elsewhere back in April and have been taking care of many things so my move went smoothly. Did you know that moving and getting used to a new town is hard work? So, here’s some things I posted on social media in the last couple months!

Here’s an illustration I drew a while back but only posted recently! I imagine that during their journey, everyone must’ve shared a bed at least once. This is also an occasion to show everyone’s sleepytimes clothes. Siffrin on that honk shoo honk shoo fit

Like many people, I have seen the Barbie movie trailer. So of course I had to redraw these iconic frames.

And someone over on Tumblr asked me about how I picked everyone’s names! Here it is copy-pasted for your convenience.

Siffrin: i think. i will wait until the game comes out before saying how i picked their name. ask me again later (it’s not a spoiler its just silly)

Mirabelle: her name was actually Prunille for the longest time, but I kept mixing it up and calling her Bonnie… so I went looking for another fruit sounding name (prunille>prune>plum in french) and Mirabelle fit her perfectly :> (Mirabelle is a kind of plum!)

Isabeau: it’s just a nice name. It actually is a girl name but i refuse to accept it because “beau” is the masculine form for “beautiful”, but either way it fits his character pretty well…

Odile: old sounding french name. that’s it. when i was early in preproduction her name was Isabeau actually (and she had a WAY different personality)

Bonnie: it’s a nickname and not their full name. have i said their full name yet? (checks the wiki) i did. Boniface is just a name that I had never heard before, and I could easily imagine Bonnie not liking it because it sounds “old and lame”. i think as they get older they would like it more and more

This is also a reminder that In Stars and Time has a wiki page. I am so grateful that this is a thing someone made. You know you've made it when your game has a wiki page!!!

That’s all I have to say for today! Let me know if you have any questions, or if there’s any aspect of the game development struggle you’d like me to talk about! See you next time!!!

AND DON’T FORGET TO WISHLIST THE GAME ON STEAM ALSO IT REALLY HELPS BECAUSE STEAM’S ALGORITHM IS MORE LIKELY TO SHOW OFF GAMES WITH A HIGH AMOUNT OF WISHLISTS THAT’S THE REASON WHY GAME DEVS ALWAYS ASK TO WISHLIST!!! OKAY BYE!!!!

#in stars and time #devlog #game dev #indie game #game development #start again start again start again

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catchyhuh · 6 months

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What sort of hobbies or interests do you imagine the Gang having (outside thievery or arresting said thieves)? And do they influence the way they go about their usual antics, or are they mostly Unrelated to everything else in their lives? :0c

oohhooohoho this is a good one because i have a small handful of actual canonical hobbies/interests that come up occasionally and then i have the ones that solely exist in my mind palace. at least until tms decides to let a random little shrimp from america take the reins on their most longrunning successful franchise anyway,

lupin:

i can’t remember if i mentioned lupin loves puzzles. wait yes i did in the video game list SORRY I’M ALREADY HAVING TROUBLE REMEMBERING WHAT I HAVE AND HAVEN’T GONE OFF ABOUT but yes in canon lupin LOVES puzzles. less like, jigsaw puzzles, more like shapey puzzles. but hell man if you can get him to sit still long enough he might like a jigsaw one just to pass the time

i think he likes cooking. him, jigen and goemon all seem to really Get it. so count this under all of them, they just love yummy food and occasionally the process of making it too

he likes to draw :) somebody has to be behind all the slightly different variants of his little mascot guy. SOMEBODY has to redraw bank floor plans so they can plan out each tiny step of the heist. somebody has to scribble over his own wanted posters to put funny little devil horns on the image CMON now!!

jigen:

only jigen could be in a fucking arcade theater complex and pull out a fucking crossword puzzle. why is this dude honestly trying to speedrun being a grouchy old man before he even turns 40. i mean no hate, no hate to crossword puzzles, they are cool but i’m more of a wordsearch guy. BUT THERE’S OTHER STUFF TO DO JIGEN!! at least he’s not going for sudoku though

very random but i think he might like sewing in a passive sense. with how particular he is about his hat and really ANY clothes on his person, he probably just picked up a needle one day to fix a tear and then was like Huh. this isn't too bad actually. kinda repetitive and calming. and then the others found out and tried to get him to fix all their stuff too SO HALF PLEASANT AND HALF NOT SO PLEASANT

fujiko:

you may think i’m insane but fujiko must genuinely have some sort of fondness for computers and technology. more than she lets on at least, because. how DO you know how to fly every type of aircraft. how DO you know how to crack into almost any computer firewall? how do you know how to isolate a computer virus as it’s ALREADY corrupted HALF OF THE SYSTEM?? this goes beyond job necessity to me she must really have some hidden underlying passion for this stuff

i think it’d be cute if she took up some kinda journaling. i mean god knows she’s not writing about her FEELINGS in that little leather notebook, and she doesn’t really have the time to commit to like, scrapbook shit (even if she had the time, she’s not sentimental like that) but something simple like “this is a list of m&m variants in order of how disgusting to not disgusting they taste to me <3” with little candy stickers and gel pen hearts drawn in. the next page has a bloodstain on it and the only thing written is “dw about that lol”

goemon:

okay i KNOW i’ve pushed the Arts Enjoyer goe agenda before but i recently saw that part 3 production art again of him chilling with the pottery wheel so i must state, once again, goemon LOVES sculpting shit in all forms. chip away at some rock, throw zantetsuken at a block of wood, actually invest in some clay for fucking once, whatever he uses, he’ll make something pretty good. and even if it wasn’t good it’s still a fun hobby for him. keeps his hands loose but precise

oh my god you know what he would love. dominoes. you know when people make those like crazy long domino strings that form a pattern when they’ve all fallen. if anybody here could have the precision and strangely placed patience to do shit like that it’s definitely this guy

zenigata:

going through this list easily and eagerly typing up little funfacts about things i do know they like outside of their. “jobs” and then slowly realizing as i get to zenigata that i... cannot think of anything he. uh. does for fun. damn. he DOES talk about movies a lil bit from time to time, and knowing his mixture of a freakish eye for detail and also missing the most obvious things ever i bet hearing him talk about a movie is twice as fun as actually watching it. i would pay HUNDREDS to hear him try to explain what he thinks of space odyssey to me

it would be-- i have no reasoning for this but it would be so cute and hilarious if he did like. tiny magic tricks. you know? like card appearing out of thin air, coin behind your ear type shit. tiny stuff he figured out on his brief off time. we know lupin can do little stuff like that too but it'd just be hilarious if zenigata, completely unawarely and unintentionally for once, ended up being better than him at some inconsequential shit like making a pair of keys disappear

and i guess in light of recent discoveries they all like golf. apparently. well. no one is perfect

#i really had trouble reading over this again and being like hm. is this actually a possibility or do i just want it to be #but then i remembered its my blog and i can type what i wish!! yippee!#lupin iii #lupin the third #lupin #jigen #fujiko #goemon #zenigata #asks

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thegeminisage · 15 days

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star trek update time. last night we did the maquis parts 1 & 2 because i simply did not want to deal w tng.

the maquis (ds9)

standout moment for me in this entire two-parter was sisko's speech. ESPECIALLY good that in a fit of frustration he delivers it to kira and kira alone, whomst he maybe did shout a little bit at earlier because tensions were so high, and then he has the grace to look embarrassed and say he's glad someone understands. like it was the EXACT same thing she was yelling about earlier and he didn't take her as seriously as he might have, like, not in a delegitimizing way, but in a way that says he hasn't experienced that kind of helpless frustration for himself. and then he got to experience just the tiniest slice of what kira has and he Got It. you know?

ALSO SOOO TRUE THE PROBLEM IS EARTH!!!! it's easy to be a saint when you live in utopia. quark had a similar speech earlier in this series about how humans are friendly and wonderful when they have full bellies and working holosuites and they turn vicious without them. ds9 knows whats up

it's tempting to blame all this on picard but while picard did NOT act with honor the true villain is the nameless faceless politician that decided this would be a good boundary to draw and absolutely no one would have any problems with it. it's weird to me, in the age of constantly calling our government officials to make sure they don't cancel healthcare or tell them to stop bombing people, that no one would try to get to the bottom of this and figure out which person they're supposed to call to tell them it was a dumb idea and demand they change it. like, the border is drawn like this, it's an immutable fact of life and it's not gonna change. it feels so weird

anyway, kira was GREAT in this episode. she has so much to be angry about and so much she wants to give to make sure nobody has to suffer what she did. like she's so passionate about it and it comes from a place of love or at least compassion and it's such a nice detail. that she's so angry all the time because of love. man. she's so great

i recognized one of the maquis guys from tng i think! well, i'm bad with faces but it was at least one of the same costumes. i'm so sorry dude rip

one of the maquis guys has a passing resemblance to barclay. really jumpscared me

should have known hudson was a villain bc he asked inappropriate questions about dax. however, it was funny that sisko laughed off the idea of them sleeping together when they fucked twins or whatever

i liked the jennifer mention :( im sad sisko and cal couldn't make up...he tried until the very end

what i love about the ethical debate is that theyre both right. the maquis are right because the new border IS shit. it IS unfair and they DID get abandoned to the tender mercies of the cardassians, who are sure as shit not gonna let them stay there unbothered (that tng episode painting this as a happy ending...AS IF). like, they have every right to defend themselves since no one else is gonna do it

but sisko is ALSO RIGHT because escalating the conflict into full-blown warfare is gonna get even MORE people killed and make things even MORE miserable for the colonies affected, who have already been through more than enough. the colonists can make life harder for the cardassians, just like the bajorans did, but they can't actually win a war, they can only drive themselves into the ground doing it. at BEST they will make some nameless faceless border-drawer think twice the next time they draw a border

like, that's why i'm so shocked nobody suggested calling the politicians to making them redraw it. it's the only third option?!?!

quark and the vulcan was so funny. shoot your shot, buddy, even though you lost the love of your life two episodes ago. i was a little insulted he managed to out-logic her, but also reluctantly impressed. quark is always entertaining, i just wish he had a LITTLE more depth.

gul dukat...i admit i never gave him a second thought before this episode. now i am reaffirmed in my belief that all cardassians are gay. he exhibits such an energy. i really liked the part where he put the fear of god into the weapons runner even though sisko was ready to sit on him to keep him from touching the torpedo controls. such a fun dynamic for him to be going "murder? :D?" and for sisko to be playing straight man and yanking him down by the scruff of his neck every 5 minutes. fun fun fun. i do think he should have kept his mouth shut when he and kira were in the same room though. like i think he should have just chosen to not speak unless prompted.

i like how twice odo's ability to maintain security at the station was called into question and both times sisko was like oh absolutely not. and even still, the tension was nearly enough to cause in-fighting in what has become a pretty friendly group. it's both surprising and unsurprising how quickly they drew the battle lines, but even the non-federation people, kira and odo, snapped at each other. LITERALLY CALL THE POLITICIANS. EARTH IS THE PROBLEM

my one real nitpick is that i don't think it should be possible to resist a mind meld with "discipline." like, it's more interesting if cardassians have a special immunity, or if this particular vulcan is bad at it. i just don't buy that gul dukat happens to be that cool, it's too convenient. why bring up the mind meld at all in that case

otherwise 10/10 i had a fantastic time

TONIGHT: devil's deal means we have double tng, "firstborn" and "bloodlines." something about alexander and daimon bok from season 1??? looks rank. wish us luck.

#personal #star trek blogging #ds9 lb

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cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien · 4 months

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Solar Opposites: Unleashed Episode #15: “The Dark Side”

One fine day, a mysterious hooded figure steps out of the portal as he looks down at the city Earth-4. The mysterious figure chuckles darkly.

Mysterious Figure: So, this is Earth-4… this looks like a nice place…

The mysterious figure holds up his tracker which leads him to the Solar's house

Mysterious Figure: Now let’s see how Terry is doing…

Meanwhile, Terry trying to focus his Mundane energy by meditating.

Terry: Om… om… om…

Terry then groans in frustration.

Terry: This isn't helping at all.

Terry sighs as Korvo and Phoebe comforts him.

Phoebe: It's okay, Terry.

Terry: Thanks guys, but is awful. Poor Jesse. She’s been struggling to control her Mundane form. I’m really worried about her ever since the hospital incident. But at least Stacy G is okay and fully healed, but is now a spike monster.

Korvo: She will be, darling. Just focus for me okay?

Terry takes a deep breath and smiles.

Terry: Okay. Let’s do this.

Terry closes his eyes and focuses.

Terry: Om.. om… starts to feel his energy relaxed om…

Terry then feels Mundane form redraws and energize as he smiles.

Korvo: How do you feel?

Terry: It’s great but, should I let it out now?

Phoebe: Go ahead.

Terry’s skin then starts turning black as he starts growing bigger and muscular as it rips apart his clothes into pieces as his eyes and inside of his mouth glows orange. And with that, Terry has fully turn into his Mundane self and roars. Mundane Terry gains a sense of confidence.

Korvo: So, how you feel now honey?

Mundane Terry: I feel surprisingly confident?

Korvo: Why that’s such great news. But how confident do you feel?

Mundane Terry picks Korvo up.

Mundane Terry: Very brave and stronger than ever before my beloved sweetheart. orchestral version of On My Own from Three Days Grace plays in the background

Korvo blushes and smiles.

Korvo: Oh stop it, you big stud.

Mundane Terry: seductively I won’t until you kiss you fucking bombshell of a gorgeous Super Shlorpian.

Korvo bites his lip. Korvo squeals in joy and starts growing bigger and muscular as his skin turns to black and his clothes and robes tears apart into pieces. His horns appear on his head and his wings appear on his back as his eyes and inside of his mouth glows aquamarine and roars. He then flies up and picks Mundane Terry and the two alien monster husbands kiss lovingly as they moan lovingly.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: moans Oh Terry, moans oh!

Mundane Terry: feels something painful Aaah! Oooh, it’s making feel so horny now! groans

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Ooooh! Yes! feeling horny It’s making me so horny! Terry, let’s get dirty right now!

Super Shlorpian Korvo stops as he realizes Mundane Terry is in pain. The two monster alien husbands then began to have sex as they moan lovingly. The hooded figure sees them from behind the window and growls as he smashes his tracking device to pieces with his bare hand.

Mysterious Figure: DAMN IT! Of course he married him!

The figure then punches a tree as he growls. Then, he then has a plan as he smirks evilly. Back to Mudnane Terry, he starts crying out as his pain starts to ease once Super Shlorpian Korvo dominates him.

Mundane Terry: Oh yeeees! Baby! Ah! You got me so tight! moans in pleasure Keep fucking me! Don’t stop! cries out

Super Shlorpian Korvo: moans Fuck, you're doing so well.

Mundane Terry: moans Thanks sweetie, right now I just want to…. cries out as he cums

Super Shlorpian Korvo: cums YESSS!

The two monster alien husbands cum as they moan in relaxation. Mundane Terry then eases from his pain as he touch Super Shlorpian Korvo’s cheek and they kiss.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: How are you feeling now my sweet darling?

Mundane Terry: Much better. Thanks to you.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: D’aw. kisses Mundane Terry

Jesse then walks in.

Jesse: sadly Hey guys… who you doing? Terry doing okay?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: He's doing fine now.

Mundane Terry: Yes. Yes I am. notices Jesse’s sad look Still upset because of the events during your first time as a Mundane?

Jesse nods.

Mundane Terry: Aw Jesse-bear. At least your girlfriend is okay. Plus I’m sure that-

Suddenly, Jesse notices the hood figure running away as she gasp.

Mundane Terry: What is it Jesse?

Jesse: I thought I saw something!

The fathers, daughter and nanny look at the window and grows suspicious.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Who the fuck is that?

Mundane Terry: I don’t know.

Phoebe: It's odd.

Meanwhile, the hooded figure watches over the city as he prepares his biggest plan.

Mysterious Figure: Time for some fun.

He then sees Miss Frankie and grabs her as she gasp in shock.

Miss Frankie: What the fuck?!

Mysterious Figure: Gotta bitch!

Miss Frankie's scream is heard. The scene cuts back to Human Yumyulack running to the school after receiving a text from Mark.

Human Yumyulack: opens the door MARK! MARK ARE YOU HERE?! MARK!

Human Yumyulack panics as Mark is nowhere to be seen.

Human Yumyulack: No! No! No! Oh God! Where is he?!

Sonya comes in and searches for Bobby.

Sonya: Bobby! Bobby! Where are you?!

Human Yumyulack: Sonya!

Sonya: Yumyulack! hugs Yumyulack I am so scared! Where is Bobby and the rest of our classmates!

Human Yumyulack: I don’t know! Heck! I don’t even know where our teachers are either! All of them are gone too!

Sonya: We gotta tell Korvo and Terry!

Human Yumyulack: grows determined Right! Come on!

The two siblings then rush out of the school while the mysterious figure watches over them and chuckles evilly.

Mysterious Figure: Time for the next phase.

Later, Human Yumyulack and Sonya made it back to the house while Yumyulack turns back into his Shlorpian form.

Yumyulack: Korvo! Terry! People are disappearing!

Sonya: So are our friends!

Korvo: We know. I've been trying to call Nova for hours but she's not picking up.

Terry: Yeah! I even trying calling Kevin, Mia and Randall, but none of them respond either! Even Cooke!

Janiz: You’re not the only ones. I haven’t been receiving any text from Louise.

Phoebe: We have to figure out what's going on.

Janiz then thought as she prepare to upload another AI.

Yumyulack: You’re uploading another AI?

Korvo: Sis?

Janiz: Oh, I’m uploading MAX. He’s another AI prototype. He can help us.

Terry: A prototype?

Janiz: Trust me. You’ll love him.

Phoebe: What does that mean?

Janiz: It means he or she is built for a new model that develops some kind of AI. It’s a long story. I’m sure you’ll get it.

The download is complete and MAX appears digitally.

MAX: Hey! What up!

AISHA and EVA: MAX?!

MAX: AISHA! EVA! What up?!

The three AIs hi five each other while the family grows shock.

Terry: You know him?

AISHA: Old friends of ours before Shlorp blew up.

Korvo: I knew I recognized you...

MAX: Really? You did?

Korvo chuckled.

Korvo: Yep. I saw you talking with AISHA all the time in the cockpick while I was taking care of Yumyulack when he was a sproutling.

MAX: Huh? Wow, you’re so smart.

Yumyulack blushes in embarrassment

MAX: Oh hey Yumyulack!

Yumyulack: Aw man Korvo, did you really have to mention my time as a baby! This is fucking embarrassing!

Korvo: Aw come on now. rubs Yumyulack’s forehead softly you know I love it when I remember the times of you as a sproutling. You used to be so cute. Plus, even you’re a teenager, I know you’ll always be my little sprout.

Yumyulack smiles.

Yumyulack: Aw gee. blushes Thanks Korvo.

Korvo kiss Yumyulack on the forehead.

Korvo: So Max, you think can track our friends?

MAX: Sure can!

MAX tracks them down but to the family’s shock, their friends and loved ones are in a different dimension.

MAX: Oh my god.

Terry: They’re in a different dimension?! No way!

Korvo: And we can't reach them! SHIT!

Terry: Okay! Let’s not panic! We just to come up with a plan and-

Suddenly the mysterious figure shows and transports the family to the different dimension as they gasp in shock.

Terry: WHAT THE FUCK?

Jesse: What just happened?!

Sonya: I think we’re in a different dimension!

Korvo: Who even was that?

Terry: I don’t know! But I think we’re gonna find out! Come on guys!

The group runs after the mysterious figure. After a while they lose him.

Terry: Aw fuck we lost him! Okay, let’s not give up guys! He could any anywhere and this…. OH! MY! GOD!

The family gasp in hour upon seeing the background.

Jesse: Holy shit….

The whole town in this dimension is now a fucked up dysfunctional Utopia with apocalyptic clouds and a huge fortress. It’s also a ghost town as the family grows terrified.

Sonya: Oh my God. This place looks terrifying what happened!

Korvo: I don’t know, it looks like home but fucking horrible.

Terry starts crying.

Terry: crying Oh God… these poor people… they might be dead… or something…

Janiz: Oh my God… this is a horrible timeline. Who would do such a sick thing?

Yumyulack growls as his eyes turn purple.

Korvo: gasp Yumyulack!

Yumyulack snaps.

Yumyulack: skin starts turning black as he starts growing bigger and muscular GRRRRAAAAAAH!

Yumyulack’s clothes then tears off as his horns and wings appear and he roars after fully becoming a Super Shlorpian.

Jesse: Oh shit! Yumyulack! Breath!

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: GET AWAY FROM ME!

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack roars Jesse screams and backs away a bit and hides behind Phoebe along with Sonya. Korvo then gasp starts calming down and soothing Super Shlorpian Yumyulack.

Korvo: Oh Yumyulack. This is about Mark isn't it?

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack breathes in and out but then stops and began whimpering as he nod with a yes as tears fall down his eyes.

Korvo: Sssh...ssh...

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack finally breaks down in tears as Korvo consoles him. Korvo then turn into his Super Shlorpian while moaning due to his robe and clothes tearing apart into pieces because his muscle grow and roars and gives Super Shlorpian Yumyulack a cooldown hug.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: It's okay. We'll save him.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack hics as Super Shlorpian Korvo wipes away his tears.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: I-I hope so…

Terry: Does this mean we're gonna kick ass?

Jesse gasp as she looks unconfident and looks down at her hands.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Hell yeah we are! As a family!

Phoebe turns into her aqrabuamelu as she moans and rips apart her clothes thanks to the muscle grow.

Aqrabuamelu Phoebe: Fuck yeah I am!

Jesse: I...I don't know...

Sonya: It’s okay sis. We know you’re feeling unsure. Just let us know when you’re ready, okay?

Terry: We understand honey. Just try not to lose yourself again.

Jesse nods.

Jesse: Okay. It's monster time!

Jesse stands back and watches her family transform. Terry’s then starts turning black as his eyes starts glowing orange and he grows bigger and muscular while his clothes rip while moaning in pleasure.

Terry: OOOH YEAAAAAH! I! FEEL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!

Terry then finishes fully becoming a Mundane and roars while banging his chest. Then, Sonya transform into her were-kraken form as she cries out in pain because of the growth and muscle growth while her boobs grow big and roars. Finally, Janiz starts growing bigger and muscular as her skin turns black and her clothes rip apart into pieces while she grew some boobs. Then, her horns and wings appear as she roars.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Damn.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: laughs Still got it! Now let’s go save our friends!

Meanwhile with the mysterious figure…

Mysterious Figure: Welcome everyone! To your new prison!

Miss Frankie: Uh, what the fuck is happening? And does anybody know this guy?

Principal Cooke: Hell no!

Stacy G: Not me either!

The mysterious figure removes his hood off-camera.

Randall: Whuh?

Trevor: No fucking way…

Miss Frankie: What the huh?

Janice faints. Back with the Solar Opposites, Jesse walks sadly while Super Shlorpian Yumyulack checks around for any foe.

Pupa: I’m scared.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: It’s okay. Just get behind us okay?

Pupa: Okay.

EVA: Yeesh this place looks pretty creepy.

MAX: You can say that again.

Jesse moans sadly as she looks at herself. Then, Super Shlorpian Yumyulack heard a sound.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: Sssh! Did you hear that?

Mundane Terry: Yeah. I think so.

Suddenly...

A group of guards appear as the family, except for Jesse who hid, gets into a fighting stance.

Jesse: Bring it on! I'm not scared of you! eyes glow pink I'LL TAKE YOU ALL DOWN!

But then Jesse gasp and hides behind the wall as she tries to keep herself from not transforming.

Jesse: No! No! No! Not now. takes a deep breath as her eyes stops glowing

Mundane Terry: Hey hey! Jesse! You're okay!

Jesse breathes in and out. Then, Mundane Terry roars and uses his lava power to keep the guards away from them as it burns them. Then, Were-Kraken Sonya sues her body armor and fights the guards while shooting her laser eyes. Then Super Shlorpian Korvo uses a powerful ice breath that freezes some of the guards while Aqrabuamelu Phoebe uses tail to some of the guards while beating them up.

Aqrabuamelu Phoebe: Yee-haw!

The guards run off as Mundane Terry sits down and breathes in and out.

Mundane Terry: takes a deep breath and smiles

Mundane Terry then realizes how calm he is while Super Shlorpian Korvo kiss him on the cheek.

Mundane Terry: Whoa that felt good. I didn’t even lose my shit.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I knew you could do it.

Mundane Terry: Thanks boo.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I’m so proud of you and the kids.

Jesse sighs.

Jesse: in her thoughts Who am I kidding? I can’t do it. I lost control the last time and I ended up hurting people after Stacy G became a spike monster… what if I hurt someone again? I don’t think I should transform into a Mundane…

Then the family walks up and sees much more stronger guards.

Mundane Terry: Oh come on! How many guards does this fucking place have?!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I know right! So fucking annoying! But we can fuck them up! Right guys?!

All (except Jesse): Right!

The monsters then do battle Super Shlorpian Yumyulack uses his fire ice breath to blast some of the guards away. Then, Super Shlorpian Janiz combines her ice breath with Super Shlorpian Korvo’s that knock some of the guards out. Jesse watches sadly, but doesn’t notice her fingertips turning black.

Jesse: What's wrong with me...

Were-Kraken Sonya then takes out some of the guards with her laser eyes but then gasp upon seeing her sister’s fingers turning black.

Were-Kraken Sonya: Jesse?

The family then turn around and gasp upon seeing Jesse’s fingertips turning black while a mega strong guard shows up

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: Shit!

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Jesse! Just stay calm but- gets hit by the mega guard but manages to fly up

Super Shlorpian Janiz sighs in relief. Jesse starts to feel a sharp pain in her head.

Jesse: No no no! I can’t transform now! Ugh!

Mundane Terry: It's okay, Jesse. Just take a deep breath.

Jesse: I CAN’T DO THIS! I KEEP ON LOSING CONTROL! I’M EVEN SCARED OF PUSHING MY GIRLFRIEND AWAY!

Mundane Terry pulls Jesse into a hug

Mundane Terry: Hey. It’s gonna be okay!

Jesse: Grrrrr! IT’S NOT OKAY! eyes starts glowing pink as she starts growling until Super Shlorpian Korvo and Mundane Terry soothes her

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Oh Jesse, don’t say that. We believe in you. You are our brave special girl and always will be. You can control it.

Jesse cries.

Jesse: tearfully But… I ended up almost hurting you guys the first time I transformed… I’m so scared of it happening all over again…

Mundane Terry: You just need to be like me...

Jesse: What does that even mean, Terry?

Mundane Terry takes Jesse's hand.

Mundane Terry: Just breathe and let go… I’ve been in the same situation you have before… and I get better because I know you guys will always love me no matter what… so please… unleash that beast… for me… for Stacy G… for our family… you are always gonna be my sweet Jesse-bear even when you grow up… I always knew since you were a baby, you would do big things one day… right now this is your time Jesse… please unleash that beast…

Jesse: Okay...LET'S GO!

Jesse’s eyes then turns pink as she cries out in pain and starts growing bigger and muscular while her skin turns black. Her dress and shoes rip into pieces by the grow while her bow falls off as she screams in pain and her voice deepens. She then grows boobs as tears of pain falls down her eyes.

Mundane Jesse: Damn it...

Mundane Jesse roars as tears burst from her eyes and she starts weeping while growling. The huge guard then approaches the family which cause Mundane Jesse to snap and uses her magic powers that causes pink fizzing popping rocks to head towards the guard and kill it as Mundane Jesse roars.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: Damn! Remind me to not make Jesse that mad!

Were-Kraken Sonya: Agreed!

Mundane Jesse calms down and touches her boobs as she giggles.

Mundane Terry: See, there’s my sweet Jesse-bear. touches and soothes Mundane Jesse’s face as she weeps a little

Mundane Jesse: Thanks, dad...

Mundane Terry gasp in what Jesse said. Then, he starts crying tears of joy as he hugs Mundane Jesse. Super Shlorpian Korvo smiles.

Mundane Terry: crying happy Korvy… she called me dad!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: That's my girl.

Mundane Jesse smiles tearfully while Super Shlorpian Yumyulack and Were-Kraken Sonya hugs their sister.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: I'm proud of you, little sis.

Were-Kraken Sonya: You were very brave big sister.

Mundane Jesse smiles.

Mundane Jesse: Thanks guys. Now let’s go save our friends and loved ones.

The Others: YEAH!

Unknown to them, the mysterious figure had watched everything and growls as he throws a knife at one of the chambers as it makes a crack and the others scream.

Nova: Oh God!

Sherbet: Holy shit!

Dr. Weatherstone gasp in shock.

Mysterious Figure: They're too smart! FUCK! WHY CAN'T KORVO JUST DIE?!

Cherie: Oh God! He’s even worse!

Montez: I know that guy is the worst version of him.

Dr. Weatherstone: Sir, please. I know what is like to be unloved, just listen to us and-

The Mysterious Figure slams the chamber with his fist as he growls.

Mysterious Figure: SILENCE!

The mysterious figure walks away and grabs a knife.

Mysterious Figure: Prepare to meet your doom, Korv.

Cherie: Hey! Leave them alone! Korvo didn’t mean it! It was long time ago! He’s changed for the better! They’re a family!

Mysterious Figure: Yeah! A wimpy family that this pointed to Mundane Terry Terry never needed!

Sherbet: Stay away from them!

The mysterious figure snaps.

Mysterious Figure: SHUT THE FUCK UP! I AM GONNA END THE LIFE OF THAT MAN FOR MAKING WHO I AM NOW! BECAUSE I LIKE WHO I AM NOW! I LIKE WEARING WOMAN’S EYE SHADOW AND MURDERING PEOPLE!

Principal Cooke: You're a psychopath!

Mysterious Figure: You’re right! I am…

The Mysterious Figure leaves.

Nova: Oh. I hope the Solars will be okay.

Cherie: I’m sure they will. They got this

Miss Frankie: I agree!

Stacy G: I just hope Jesse’s okay…

Meanwhile, the family heads towards a door.

Mundane Jesse: Ready?

Mundane Terry: Ready.

A few seconds later… the heroes get into the fortress.

Mundane Terry: Woah. This place is fancy!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Yeah, I have the name of the decorator.

Mundane Jesse: Who is he or she?

Mysterious Figure: Me!

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: notices doors closing Uh, guys? Why are all the doors closing?!

Were-Kraken Sonya: I don’t know and who was that voice.

Suddenly, a door opens and a figures walks towards them.

Mundane Terry: Whoa. No way…

Aqrabuamelu Phoebe: Huh?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: No…it can’t be.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Oh my God…

Mundane Jesse: Holy similar…

To their shock, the figure looks like an evil version of Terry with women’s eye shadow and dictator clothes with a T on it.

Evil Terry: Well well well. So nice to see the family all together.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: What the fuck? Terry, he looks like you…

Super Shlorpian Korvo: That’s because it IS Terry.

Mundane Terry: What?! He is?! How?!

Super Shlorpian Korvo explains everything.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I think he might be a different version of you from a different timeline!

Mundane Terry: WHAT?!

Alternate Terry: That’s right! And to think I killed Korvo…

Then Mudane Terry realize what he meant and laughs.

Mundane Terry: Oh yeah! Now I remember! He’s the evil version of me when you tried to change me! Super Shlorpian Korvo’s jaw drop Oh, let’s just say I have a nice memory. But, it’s okay. I know you didn’t meant to change me.

Super Shlorpian Korvo groans in frustration.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Oh Terry, I never meant to, I’m sorry. I was being a dick and-

Mundane Terry: Hey. It’s okay… to be honest… I should’ve been more helpful. But, I know you never mean to hurt me. Because, I still love you Korvy…

Super Shlorpian Korvo smiles. As the two husbands kiss and moan, they then dodge a knife thrown by Evil Terry as they sigh in relief.

Evil Terry: Ugh! Always love with you, Korv. By the way, you look bulgier then when I killed you.

Mundane Terry: Hey don’t talk to my husband like that!

Evil Terry is shocked by the term “husband” but then starts laughing.

Evil Terry: No way! That stupid idiot is your husband, oh looks at were-kraken Sonya and who is this little octopus girl?

Were-Kraken Sonya: I’m their daughter!

Evil Terry: What?! You adopted a monster?

Mundane Jesse: Hey! She is not a monster! She is sweet brave smart human teenage girl!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: You shut…shut…

The rest of the family grin in joy because they know what Super Shlorpian Korvo is gonna say!

Evil Terry: What’s with you?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BITCH! IT’S YOUR FAULT WE’RE ALL HERE BECAUSE OF YOU, IF YOU HADN’T BEEN A HUGE ASSHOLE AND KIDNAP SOME OF OUR FRIENDS, WE WOULD NEVER BEEN IN THIS HELLHOLE IN THE FIRST PLACE, BUT THAT ENDS TODAY!

Evil Terry smirks evilly.

Evil Terry: Well, someone’s taking a stand for the first time in their fucking life!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I’m not done. Look what I have done, and look what you done. Ugh, if I haven’t been so selfish and send those godawful letters to turn into someone you are not, and now I’ve turn into someone who is rude, mean and selfish and I am so sorry I did to this. Now, you just hate yourself and we all know it

Evil Terry rolls his eyes.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: OH, YOU DID NOT JUST-

Mundane Terry: Easy Korvo, I got this. walks to Evil Terry Evil me, I know what your Korvo did what’s wrong. But, you didn’t have to go and hurt people. Plus, that Korvo wanted to fix everything to make things up with you and you end up destroying that chance.

Evil Terry: Oh please. I’m a better person because of his choices.

Mundane Terry: No. You are not. Now you are all alone, hurting people and you don’t even care. Plus, killing is wrong. And I know you don’t want the side of you to change, but trust me what you are right now is very wrong….

Mundane Terry is suddenly stabbed in the chest by Evil Terry.

Evil Terry: You and your husband talk too much.

But luckily, the wound manage to heal because of Mundane Terry’s power as he grins.

Mundane Terry: Oh really?

Evil Terry: What?! How is that-

Mundane Terry: I’m half Mundane bitch! Wounds always heal easily for half-Mundanes in the family!

Mundane Jesse: Fuck yeah!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: That’s right! It doesn’t matter how powerful you are because this time, you’re going down!

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: Yeah! That’s right!

Evil Terry smirks evilly and uses a giant laser beam on Super Shlorpian Korvo, Super Shlorpian Yumyulack, and Mundane Jesse. The laser is too powerful to break free from. Luckily Mundane Terry uses his lava powers on the laser beams and his family is free. Then, Were-Kraken Sonya sees her chance and laser eyes near Evil Terry.

Evil Terry: DAMN IT! NO!

Mundane Terry: It’s over Evil Me…

Evil Terry punches the wall in anger.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack, Mundane Jesse and Were-Kraken Sonya: Whoa!

Mundane Terry: Yeesh. I really do have some anger issues to work out…

Super Shlorpian Korvo laughs and kisses Mundane Terry on the cheek.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: It’s over Evil Terry. It’s time for this to stop!

Evil Terry starts crying

Evil Terry: finally realizing how horrible and tragic are I-I just wanted to be loved….

Super Shlorpian Korvo walks towards Evil Terry.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I’m sorry for what other me did to you… it was wrong… I should’ve never try to change you into something are you not…

Evil Terry wipes away his tears.

Evil Terry: realizing what Korvo meant You-you are?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Yes.

Mundane Terry smiles.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: I wish… other me could’ve been your husband..

Evil Terry: Korv…I am so sorry. I just-

Mundane Terry: You don’t have to apologize. You were just trying… to be perfect… but deep down Korvo never wanted me to perfect… he just wanted me to be me…

Super Shlorpian Korvo smiled. Evil Terry looks at his knife and realizes what he did was wrong as he begin to give in remorse. Evil Terry drops the knife.

Evil Terry: I am ready… to turn myself in….

Mundane Terry: Huh?

The Solar Monsters look at each other and then notices Evil Terry holding his hand out for cuffs.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: We’re not gonna…

Mundane Terry: We’re not gonna turn you in… but first can you tell us where our friends are

A remorseful evil Terry nods in shame to tell them where they are.

Evil Terry: They’re in my induction chamber…

Later, the Monster Solars freed their friends as they reunite in joy.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: Babe!

Mutant Zombie Mark smiles and embrace his sweet doting boyfriend. They then look at Evil Terry, who remorsefully walks to them, but Dr. Weatherstone offers her hand while the others smile with reassurance that they forgive him once the others told them everything.

Spike Monster Stacy G: Baby bears!

Mundane Jesse gasp and sees Spike Monster Stacy G running to her to embrace her.

Mundane Jesse: I missed you so much, honey.

Spike Monster Stacy G: I miss you two baby bears. Are you feeling better after the whole incident at the hospital? You were really scared huh?

Mundane Jesse: I was. But now I'm confident as hell!

Stacy G: D’aw… kisses Mundane Jesse on the lips as they moan lovingly

Mundane Terry then turns to looks at Evil Terry and Dr. Weatherstone

Evil Terry: I’m sorry I captured you and those people… I’ll take you all home now…

We then cut to the Solars' house. Evil Terry looks around and smiles at the family’s house and the pictures they had together, especially the new family photo which was taken last year six months ago after the Solars adopted Sonya

Evil Terry: You have a nice place, other me.

Terry: Thanks. So… where are you gonna live now?

Korvo: You can live here if that's not an issue.

Evil Terry: smiling as he began to soften up a bit Thanks… looks at Dr. Weatherstone outside and blushes I think this place might not be so bad after all…

Yumyulack notices Evil Terry blushing at Dr. Weatherstone and teases him.

Yumyulack: So what do you think of Dr. Weatherstone?

Evil Terry chuckles.

Evil Terry: Seems like a nice lady. I’ll see you later…

Evil Terry leaves as Korvo smiles

Korvo: sighs God, don’t you think we did the right thing of letting the psychotic version of you join us on this dimension. I mean it is my fault afterall… I never should’ve try to change you two years ago with the stupid fucking lake house device… that was wrong… I’m sorry Terry.

Terry: Hey, don't apologize. points to Evil Terry talking to Dr. Weatherstone He seems to be happy here. And I'm happy that the real me is still here.

Evil Terry then blushes once Dr. Weatherstone talks to him and grew interest in her knowledge.

Evil Terry: To be honest, will you show me around more? I like to know more about your knowledge

Dr. Weatherstone: Yeah. I can do that.

As Evil Terry and Dr. Weatherstone walk away, Jesse smiles and hugs Terry while EVA gets touched by this moment.

EVA: Aw so proud of you Jesse.

Jesse: Thanks EVA.

Korvo: So what do you say we got out for dinner? McDonalds is on me!

All: Yeah!

Terry kisses Korvo on the cheek. Korvo smirks and the two husbands kiss while moaning lovingly at each other.

Korvo: You were very brave today my brave sexy mundane of a hubby.

Terry chuckles.

Terry: So were you my beautiful sexy beautiful Super Shlorpian.

The two husbands kiss again.

Terry: Shall we leave?

Korvo: Yes…

Jesse: Hell yeah! McDonalds!

The family then drives off as they head to McDonald’s.

The End

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tel me abt any cryptid au thoughts you’ve got please

YYAAAAAAAAAAA TY okie so :3c

theres no real rules here its very as they come so far I've just been taking cookies and evolving them like pokemon. there's some monsters, some creepypasta type shit, some corruption arcs and some rewrites you get it. anyway tw use of tumblr formatting features(<- /joke)

Cotton

the og girlie it all started with her!! i spoke about my vampire au before somewhere but its not looking like that fic is coming out any time soon so here's a rundown:

when frost queen offers sherbet a second chance at life, cotton accepts it on his behalf.

and frost queen turns him into a vampire.

frost vampire

whatever

so he's not the same as he was, both physically (his frostbite doesn't go away because no bloodflow, so his hands and feet are black and his joints are busted and he can't talk well) and mentally (he's...undead he's like. not . ,. human. he's kind of a shell honestly)

he attacks cotton as she's carrying him home

frost queen couldn't send them home because she was immediately disgusted at what she had done vis a vis the flow of nature

he attacks cotton as she's carrying him home, and she decides to hide him in his own home

she convinces the rest of the village sherbet's dead and to leave the house alone as a kind of memorial.

no one lives there anyway

shes not manipulative at all!! it just kind of...happens

plus she has to keep everyone safe, not only from sherbet, but from her! as it turns out, letting a vampire feed off you wrongly turns you into a vampire!

funny how that works out

so she turns into a vampire about a year into this when sherbet gets sloppy (you cant blame him he's basically a zombie at this point)

and she starts to feed off of sheep, and when people realise, she starts to feed off them too!!!

and then in one timeline there's a witch hunt that results in her and sherbet being burnt to death along with the house, and in another she succeeds in turning the whole village into vampires looking for unsuspecting travellers to consume! yahoo :)

Cream Unicorn

i mean they're kind of a cryptid on their own i didn't do much. idk if they're an actual wooden unicorn or not i guess so

the reason they can switch between forms is because they're a mascot!!

once upon a time, you could go to the theme park, buy lightsticks and headbands à la The Mouse, eat candyfloss in their palette, and most notably ride the cream unicorn on the carousel!!

as for their human form...... you ever heard of equestria girls?

Kevin Defunctlands voice: And then it went defunct. or whatever he says idk

the theme park lost all relevance and money and shut down

but what's this???? the animatronic(s) of the cream unicorn still exist and have become sentient!

cream unicorn has ball joints and his paint is chipped :(

Caramel Arrow

i've seen this a bunch of times and take no credit for it: she's part dragon! this one's a lot less fleshed out, feel free to add

she was brought to the citadel as a kiddo after being found wandering the wastelands!

classic little 'oh no! lost child' vs 'oh crap! where's my child'

(she lived with her dragon parent up until then. she was just exploring. she wasn't even lost. she just didn't know how to tell them this)

and then she learnt dragons are generally menaces to cookiekind and her parent was probably an exception

she has a tail and horns? although i don't know if i prefer the idea they're just jougwan (thank you fandom wiki) or disguised as such.

she has very very good perception and battle instincts as well, which aren't technically Dragon Traits but they sure as hell help.

lookie!!! she has a tail!

Alchemist

BOY OH BOY. I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT HER :3c god i need to redraw this this is from a year ago

ZOMBIE!!! YAHOO!

by complete fucking coincidence she becomes immortal-ish at the same time as her brother

'at least i'll be free of him when i'm dead. FUCK."

she spilled a fucked-up chemical on herself 300 years ago

batman-villain style

she's slightly radioactive and you'll get woozy if you stay next to her for too long

but that effect will completely wear off after another 600 years dw

her hair is still green and vampire does it up for her every so often

naturally it's red. like his!

he's immune to radiation btw

'at least i'll be free of him when i'm toxic. FUCK.'

Mango

something something ferryman of the dead.

Captain Caviar

something something ghost ship

(something something davy jones cookie)

Squid Ink/Black Pearl

i mean. its self explanatory they're a fucking kraken aint they what do you want me to say

Chili Pepper

this includes red pepper but i'm not an ovenbreak player SORRY

magpie-ish!

she's a harpy. in appearance, sort of, kind of, at least

she covers up her feathers by wearing trench coats and big ass hats.

also her feathers look like chili flakes! i thought that would be fun

lives in a fucking tree probably

also ties in with :

Rye

has been sheriff for as long as anyone can remember..... because she's immortal! firework noises

she's like. a guardian of some kind

rye shoots and she farms and she defends and she tends.

she has the western movie mentality of 'this is my turf' ect but thats just canon

also this is why she's the only person with her accent

its a dialect from decades ago

also her skin is very dry and cracked. like shes made of stone!

i'm not sure of the reason she exists. maybe borne out of the rockeyst mountains as a savioer of its toment'd dwellers or some such

so there's no real coherence or rhyme to any of these, just a bunch of ideas i have. some (like alchemists) just my headcanons and dont count as an AU per se...? idk i have a whole lot of thoughts on a bunch of em!! let me know what you think or if there's anything i could add, anyone i could add.,.,. :Dc i'll draw some of em maybe.

#i don't know the definition of a cryptid and it shows lmao #iM CRINGE AND GETTING CRINGER MEHEHHE #i'm worried about putting this in the tags but when have i ever cared about what i think #cookie tag #cotton tag #cotton cookie #carrow tag #alch tag #vamp tag #chilirye #alchemist cookie #mango cookie #rye cookie #chili pepper cookie #cream unicorn cookie #caramel arrow cookie

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jimblejamblewritings · 2 years

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yes, i’m a squib | part 30.

Summary: Y/N Black has always been a squib, to the dismay of her pureblood family. Cast out to the orphanage at a young age, she thought that was her life. Until her relative Sirius Black breaks out of Azkaban. Suddenly a letter to Hogwarts in thrusted into her hand and Y/N becomes a true part of the magical Wizarding World.

Warnings for the Series: violence, death, light smut, angst, fluff

Pairing: harry potter x black!reader, cedric diggory x black!reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

Harry woke up before you. It was involuntarily when Padfoot smacked him in the face. Harry glared at the cat who jumped off the bed, seeming very satisfied with himself. He let his eyes close again so he could just hold you. You turned in his arms, burying your face in his chest. Harry almost smiled until you whimpered in pain. He wasn’t sure whether to wake you up or not, couldn’t tell if it was your dark senses or not.

You shouldn’t have been able to smell the ocean from the Astronomy Tower but the salty spray was hard to deny as it mixed with earl grey tea. The Hallows symbol burned into the floor causing you to jump. You watched the symbol separate itself into its three pieces. The triangle disappeared, leaving the circle and the line before the circle left. The line flew at you and you ducked. Standing back up, you looked at the window before you felt yourself get pushed out the tower. The scent of lemon drops followed you.

Your eyes flew open. You looked up at Harry to see a worried face staring back at you.

“I’m okay, I’m okay.”

You grabbed your notebook from your nightstand and flipped it open to the page with the Hallows symbol and the Philosopher’s Stone symbol right next to it. Harry sat up and pulled you into his arms, making sure not to get in your way. He watched you flip to a new page and start to redraw each symbol slowly and deliberately. You flipped back and forth between the old page with the scribbles and the new page with just the two symbols.

“(Y/N), when I went to get rid of the book. I ran into Professor Trelawney trying to get in.”

“What did she want? She keeps insisting I need to at least visit her classroom, always going on about banshees being some of the best Seers.”

“That’s what she was talking about or something about that. She pulled out a card and kept muttering about disaster coming because her cards showed a lightning-struck tower an—”

“What? Harry, I just saw a tower in my sleep. A dark dream, not a normal one.”

Your quill dropped from your hand. You wiggled out of Harry’s arms. He watched you rifle through your trunks. You opened a little deck of cards.

“She gave this to me last year after Christmas… I should’ve listened to her, instead of going with everyone else.”

You threw the deck on the floor and only held the major arcana cards. Harry listened to you recite the prophecy— that he had so much to tell you about— as you pulled cards. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. One, the magician. Born to those who have thrice defied him. Three, the empress. Born as the seventh month dies. Seven, The Chariot. And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not. Eleven, Justice. And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. Sixteen, Death. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies. Eight, Strength.

You laughed. “She repeated herself because she saw a seven and an eight. Eight comes after the seven dies.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Trelawney. She’s terrible at interpretation but her prophecies are perfect. Magician. That’s you, Harry. The empress is your mum. The chariot is… well, I don’t know but Justice is the fight between you and Voldemort. Death is fairly obvious. And Strength. You’re going to need that to stop him.”

You grabbed the tower card and looked at it. It was the Astronomy Tower, no doubt about it. You were in the tower. You smelled the ocean. You saw the Hallows. The line fell out of the tower. You smelled lemon drops. You crawled back on the bed and into Harry’s arms. He looked at the cards with you but didn’t know what he was looking for. Harry figured Trelawney was right that a banshee was one of the best types of Seer because he saw absolutely nothing. You repeated the prophecy again to yourself. You huffed.

“What else were you going to say before I cut you off? I think I need help figuring this out.”

“Dumbledore thinks he found another horcrux and asked me to join him. We’re leaving tonight to get it. Somewhere in a cave off the coast miles from Hogwarts. He says he put extra protection on Hogwarts but he’s taken off the charm that stops you from apparating at Hogwarts. He thinks we’ll need to apparate back.”

Harry felt you stiffen up underneath his hold. You knew that the horcrux must have been the sea that you smelled. Extra protection meant danger or death in the Astronomy tower and you weren’t sure which one just yet. Harry’s fingers drummed against you. You felt him shift before he sighed.

“(Y/N), Professor Trelawney couldn’t get into the Room of Requirement because someone was already there and kicked her out. She says that it was—”

“Draco. I know.”

“You do?”

“He left the hospital wing when he thought I was asleep, he told me the truth when I caught him. I know about Snape and the poisons and the cabinets.”

You tilted your head back, staring at the ceiling. Harry watched your eyes close as you sighed. Tears slipped from your eyes. Harry tried to comfort you. He murmured it was alright as his hand tried to swipe at the tears that were falling too fast for him to make any progress.

“Even when they kicked me out, Draco always found a way to send me something. A Christmas present or a birthday present. I thought when I first got here, he might act like he didn’t know me but it was like we were six again. He wouldn’t be a Death Eater by choice, I swear. Draco’s not evil. He’s not, he can’t be.”

Harry didn’t say anything because he didn’t know what to say. You had so much faith in your cousin that he didn’t want to ruin it. Maybe you were right, maybe Malfoy didn’t have a choice. So he wasn’t going to tell you his opinion. But he wasn’t going to give you false hope either. You finally stopped shedding enough tears for him to wipe them away. You turned your head to look at him.

“I wanted to hate you because it meant you would be wrong about Draco,” you admitted.

“I know. I’m still sorry for hurting him.”

You looked back at the mess of cards and notebooks that sat on the bed in front of you and Harry. There wasn’t time left. You knew it. Snape’s lessons failed and now you were staring at a problem that you need to answer as quickly as possible.

“I’m technically a professor, would you stay with me in the Alchemy classroom if I wrote a note?”

Harry laughed. “Of course.”

You both slowly untangled yourselves from each other. Harry left to go back to Gryffindor and change as well as grab his stuff. You gave the note to Kreacher and took all your things to the Alchemy classroom. Harry locked the door at your instruction. You had written a note on the door telling all your classes that they were dismissed. Harry watched you erase the entire chalkboard and then draw the Philosopher’s Stone symbol and the Hallows symbol just like you did in the notebook. You wrote Harry’s prophecy above them and the cards they connected to below the symbols. On the side of the board you wrote what you had seen and smelled in your dark dream. You took a step back and looked.

“I thought that the Hallows were opposite the Philosopher’s Stone. One was the highest existence of life and one was the lowest but I was wrong. They’re equal. They’re both the highest existence. Voldemort tried to get the stone to come back, probably to live forever.”

“And now he wants the Hallows to do the same?”

You nodded. “Dumbledore has you hunting horcruxes, I think I’m supposed to hunt down these. Whatever the Hallows are.”

“But why can’t he just tell you?”

“Because he doesn’t know. I don’t think he knows for sure that his plan will work. Alright, what do we know?”

“That Trelawney’s not as crazy as everyone thinks. Voldemort has horcruxes that I have to destroy. He wants the Hallows that you have to find. The Hallows have something to do with avoiding death and you had a dark dream last night.”

“Why would Dumbledore want me to find them? He normally goes to you, Ron, and Hermione. What about this means only I can fi…”

“What is it?” Harry asked.

“I’m supposed to find them, nothing about destroying them… the old man’s insane.” You dropped to search your bag for the children’s book Dumbledore gave you.

“I’m not following.”

“I’m the only banshee known, the only death omen. The Hallows are equal but different to the Philosopher’s Stone. One created an elixir that speaks to life so the other must keep you alive by speaking directly to death.”

You pointed to the story in the book and Harry leaned over to see it. He repeated the title you were pointing to, “The Tale of Three Brothers”. You raced to the board and erased the Philosopher’s Stone symbol so you could separate the Hallows into its three parts.

“I’m a death omen. I speak directly to death and in that story so do the three brothers. That’s the Hallows, Harry. The wand, the stone, the cloak… I’d be a weapon of death if I had them and now that Voldemort is connected to be, he’d be a master of it if he gets them. That’s why they wanted me to learn how to block spells.”

“Did it work?”

“I’m a squib, of course it didn’t. We have one of them.”

“The cloak,” Harry realized. “Do you think mine is the one in the story?”

“Invisibility cloaks have never lasted as long as yours and taken such a beating. It has to be.”

“So we need the wand and the stone.”

“The wand. In my dream, it almost attacked me. Voldemort must be looking for that one.” You looked at the sunlight dwindling and the clock in the classroom. “I’ll worry about this with Ron and Hermione. You have to meet Dumbledore soon. We know what we need now, that’s all that matters.”

Harry nodded. You erased the chalkboard, fearing that someone who wasn’t supposed to might accidentally see it. The two of you left the classroom— Harry going to find Dumbledore and you going to find Ron and Hermione. Your friends weren’t too hard to find. They had been in the Gryffindor common room waiting for either you or Harry since they hadn’t seen you two all day. You didn’t know what mattered enough to explain to them so you only said the basics. There was no question that all of you were going to stay up and wait for Harry to come back. You thought you smelled salt water as you sat on the couch clutching one of the throw pillows. Ron and Hermione looked up when you suddenly jumped up. Earl grey tea and lemon drops flooded your nose and you knew that you needed to go to the Astronomy Tower. You heard the word Flitwick.

“Go find Professor Flitwick and maybe McGonagall. Something bad is going to happen tonight,” you told Ron and Hermione and began running to the Astronomy Tower.

You already heard voices when you got to the Tower. From the window, you could see the Dark Mark in the sky. You saw Dumbledore and Draco facing each other. Dumbledore’s wand was on the floor— your cousin’s wand was pointed at the old man. You had seen this. The triangle, Harry’s cloak, was nowhere to be seen and you knew it meant he was there underneath it. The circle was the stone that wasn’t in the tower as far as you knew. And there was the line on the floor. The Elder Wand from the story. A wand that was in the hands of your Headmaster. You screamed. Draco dropped his wand to cover his ears and Dumbledore merely winced— poor Harry, frozen by Dumbledore’s frozen spell, suffered in place. You ran to your cousin, placing hands on his shoulders.

“Draco, Draco, please. This isn’t you.”

He grabbed at your hands, shaking his head. “The Death Eaters are already here. He’ll kill me if I don’t. He’ll kill our whole family.”

“You can’t come back from this. You will never come back if you do this. Please.”

“Go back to Hufflepuff before they get here, (Y/N). Have Kreacher take you to Grimmauld.” Malfoy removed your hands from his shoulders.

“I’ll never forgive you if you do this.”

“As long as you’re alive.”

“Draco, we can hide you and Aunt Narcissa. The Order can come back to Grimmauld. You don’t n—”

The door burst open to the tower. Your head turned to see Death Eaters with the biggest grins on their faces. The grips on their wands loosened when they saw the sight in front of them, laughing. The two at the very front began a chant congratulating Draco on cornering Dumbledore without his wand. Draco pushed you behind him as the two others entered. You recognized Fenrir Greyback whose nails and sharp teeth were dripping with blood. He laughed at the action.

“I’m not in werewolf form, Malfoy. She wouldn’t turn if I had a little bite. I’ll leave her alive like the Dark Lord promised you.”

You looked at your cousin.

“Did you trade your life for mine?” you asked in a whisper.

The others started laughing. The one who you recognized as Alecto spoke.

“You should be dead anyway. Little Malfoy said he’d do it if the Dark Lord spared you, used you alive instead. He was the closest to the old man anyway. Well done, Draco. Now finish him. Go on!”

You pulled at your cousin’s arm. Draco didn’t have to push you off. A chill ran down your spine and you turned to see Snape with his wand aimed. You screamed but it was too late as you saw the green light jet out from his wand and hit Dumbledore. The Headmaster stumbled out of the window and the scent of lemon drops faded from around you.

Chaos erupted around you. Draco grabbed you and followed Snape. Now that Dumbledore was dead, Harry was free from the frozen spell that was placed on him. He ran to follow. The boy stopped when he saw Snape head one way while Draco took you another. Harry knew your cousin would never hurt you so he took his chances and left you to be taken wherever Malfoy was taking you.

Draco was trying to force you back to Hufflepuff. He knocked on the barrels— knowing the password because you told him every year. You finally got over the shock and screamed, making him let you go. You pushed him and hit him in the chest.

“Why didn’t you let us help you? You should have told me from the beginning!”

“AND HAVE HIM KILL YOU?! Get inside… (Y/N), get inside now!”

“Whose blood did Fenrir have on him tonight?”

Draco couldn’t answer you. He didn’t know that the Order would show up when he let the Death Eaters in. He thought everything would happen quickly and quietly. He was hoping it would because he already knew he had to deal with your banshee senses.

“Kreacher!” you called. The little elf appeared. “Make sure no one sees you and Draco go home, I want no one to think he’s responsible for anything that happened tonight. Lie to everyone. I’ve got to go make sure no one else is hurt.”

You ran to the hospital wing. Most of the Order was gone, probably fighting. You could hear some of the noise outside. But you recognized the redhead laying in a hospital bed. Madame Pomfrey was tending to Bill Weasley who looked so mangled that you only knew it was him by the longer red hair and lack of Hogwarts uniform. Madame Pomfrey was rubbing the thickest and most foul smelling ointment all over Bill, telling you that charms didn’t work on werewolf bites and she didn’t know what else to do.

You shook your head fiercely as the Burrow’s scent began to grace your nose. “He needs stronger.”

The others came running in. You immediately ran to Remus and Tonks and hugged them tightly. Everyone gathered around Bill’s bed. Their only comfort was Remus telling everyone that Bill wouldn’t be a true werewolf because he wasn’t bitten on a full moon. But he wouldn’t be the same. You pulled out your wand and grabbed Harry’s hand to cover yours.

“Accio vials and aloe.”

The last of your bubble lily nectar came zooming into the hospital. You abandoned the squib project anyway for the Hallows. It only seemed right to give up the nectar for something more important— you could always collect more later. You caught the vials in your free hand and went to Bill’s side.

“Can you hear me, Bill?”

He groaned something that you couldn’t identify but was enough for you. You grabbed a rag from Madame Pomfrey and wiped off the ointment. You poured each vial into visible wounds. Fresh blood leaked out of them as they closed up. You wiped off the blood and waited.

“It still smells… everyone cover your ears.”

You turned Bill’s head and screamed in his ear. His eyes flashed open briefly and you moved back, relieved at not smelling the Burrow anymore. You turned his head back, no longer worried that his eyes were closed. Everyone stopped watching you try to tear off a piece of your aloe plant so they could listen to Harry tell them everything. You nodded when asked questions to confirm his story— silently thanking your boyfriend that he never mentioned Draco’s name. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came running in with Fleur. Mrs. Weasley was a mixture of sobs and thanking you.

“And he was going to be married,” she blubbered.

Fleur turned. “I still love him. It doesn’t matter, I will still love him!”

You stood up and handed the torn piece to Fleur. “Dab the gel over each wound, make sure it’s thick.”

She nodded and handed some to Mrs. Weasley. Both women began dabbing it all over Bill’s face. You felt your job was done and walked out of the hospital wing while the others discussed plans for Hogwarts. Students had heard the fighting. A bunch had gone outside and seen Dumbledore’s body before Flitwick had gotten a chance to move it. There was going to be a funeral and then everyone was going home. No one knew the future any more. Kids weren’t safe outside of Hogwarts but apparently they weren’t safe inside it either. Harry followed you as you went back to the Astrology Tower. You picked up Dumbledore’s wand that was still on the ground, so was your cousin’s.

“Kreacher! Give this back to Draco.”

You held the other wand— the Elder. Harry’s cloak was on the ground where it had been discarded. You kneeled down and folded it into the perfect triangle and placed the wand on top of it. Harry came up behind you, resting his hands on your shoulders.

“That’s two of them. They’re going to bury his wand with him,” you said.

“Shouldn’t you have it? If that’s what he wanted?”

You shook your head. “Voldemort knows Dumbledore had it. Why would he care about killing him before attacking all of us? He needs it. If I take it before he gets it, he’ll just kill me. Draco disarmed Dumbledore and I disarmed him when I screamed. It’s already mine and now we have to hand it over to Voldemort. He can’t disarm me if it’s simply laying somewhere. The wand is mine now.”

“Are you sure?”

You picked up the wand and stepped away from your boyfriend. “Accio stone.”

A golden snitch flew into the tower. You shook it, hearing something inside. You didn’t know how the stone got in there but you knew it was there. You set it down on the cloak with the wand.

“A weapon of death can find another weapon… this is it. When all the horcruxes are destroyed, we use this to stop him.”

“How can we stop him if you give him the wand?”

“As long as I’m alive, it shouldn’t work for him. Not properly… I’m not going to the funeral, I can’t. Not after my d—”

Harry hugged you. “I understand. You should go home completely.”

The two of you dropped off the wand and the snitch in Dumbledore— now McGonagall’s office. Harry continued walking with you to your room. He used his magic to pack up all your stuff. You opened the smallest trunk and pulled out two mirrors. A hand mirror and a small one that would hang on the wall. You stepped on the corner of it so a shard of glass broke off. Finding a cloth, you handed the covered shard to Harry.

“I know you’re not coming back to Hogwarts next year. My dad and I used these to talk while I was at school. I can’t go with you, Hermione, and Ron. I don’t have enough magic, it would be too dangerous. I should stay here anyway. Someone has to try and keep the younger ones safe. We can still see each other this way. Take it now before I don’t have a chance to give it to you.”

Harry took the covered shard and set it on top of the empty dresser so he wouldn’t forget to take it when you left.

“I’ll see you before we go.”

“You will?”

“Bill and Fleur’s wedding,” he said with a shrug.

You chuckled and nodded. Voldemort wouldn’t get a chance to kill you if Mrs. Weasley did first because you missed her eldest son’s wedding. Harry’s hands found your waist the same as yours found his shoulders. You two just looked at each other before hugging each other tightly. The night was too sad to end it with a kiss but you both knew that you needed each other.

(Part 31)...

#harry potter x reader #harry potter fic #harry potter x black!reader

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koppiki · 1 year

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Chapter 17!

Hello! As is probably already clear, we put out chapter 17 of ol' Shinozaki-kun the other day. I'm pretty proud of this one! I'm always very, uh... retentive (?) about my translation work (that is to say, I judge myself too hard- and honestly, that's really just for work in general), but recently I've been able to look at my work and say "yes, this is a good thing!" and feel some pride, y'know?

Like, in this chapter, on page... 19? It's 19 in the page count I use while translating, which is sometimes different from the actual page count. So it might be one or two away from that. On that page, I think I did a really quite good job. Also of course ol' Michiru-san's work is very important here. I love her art. Anyways. It's these pages-

Oh, it was 19 and 20.

Anyways, I did end up having, like... ONE or TWO nitpicks (I use 'that' too much at the end of 19 and the beginning of 20, for instance), as I always do. There was also some other stuff that I did end up changing (since it's hard to judge how things will look until, you know, you can actually see them).

I've always been told that I'm Pretty Good at writing, with varying extents to that 'pretty.' I also think I'm decent at it. At least, academic writing. In translating Shinozaki-kun, however, I realized something. Or at least, began to perceive something about my writing ability.

Honestly? I think I sucked at writing dialogue. I can't look at the earlier chapters anymore, really. They're all so... stiff. Regimented. Literal. A reflection of my mind, sure, but... not how people actually talk. I think I'm getting better at that, or at least more aware of it. I will definitely say that translation literalism (saying Exactly What The Japanese Says, effectively) is something I have stamped out of myself. Mostly, at least.

I've been working on getting through chapter 19. It's going okay, but I've just hit a bit of a road block. I made a post about it the other day (or it was part of a post the other day) where I said "I don't really like this part because she says too much" (or something like that). I've now gotten to that point, and let me tell you, it is a tad difficult. It's hard to capture that manic energy within dialogue.

Speaking of evolutions, I think it's really fun to see how Ms. Author is getting better and better at art. This is especially true in the later volumes (though I guess volume 5 is already decently deep into it, huh?), I think.

Well I guess I should probably work on chapter 19 again. Get that done, you know. I like being ahead of my typesetter/redrawer duo; feeling like people are waiting on you is not a feeling I like very much. I know that putting this chapter out a bit later than we planned kind of hurt my soul.

Goodbye!

#shinozaki-kun no mente jijou #scanlation #kuraki my beloved #chapter 20 is kuraki + hazakura backstory and that is gonna be GOOD #writing

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bmpmp3 · 1 year

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i guess “wobbly” isn’t totally the right way to describe what’s going on with my art, a better descriptor might be a sort of “double vision” created through an inevitability turned into an intentionality

(sorry im very sick rn and my sick brain accidentally wrote some barely readable essay about my own artistic techniques orz under da cut)

i think a large part of the reason i gravitate towards drawing analogue vs digital nowadays (ignoring the fact that i have spatial issues and i can keep track of proportions much easier on paper than on a screen) is that like, at least in my experience (growing up on deviantart LOL) traditional art, while being less popular online (at least, growing up on deviantart it was), also allowed way more room for visual mistakes and imperfections than digital art did. i think sometimes, at least for me, having an undo button ended up putting a weird perfectionism on me instead of being a useful tool orz

YOU MAY have noticed my double/triple lines in my linework, especially in long, uninterrupted lines, that’s what i mean by inevitability turned intentionality: its a sort of “line correction” like one would do when doing a rough sketch except for some ungodly reason i do it during my very permanent inking stage LOL jk jk its actually several very good reasons: you know how many artists find their rough sketches look better than their final linework? part of that is because your eyes bring in all the competing sketchy lines together as one cohesive sort of “vibe” of a line, making it look exactly how your brain thinks it should look to be “correct”

another reason is that, going back to the spatial issues, the dysgraphia is inevitable and i will always end up strange, jerky lines no matter the sketch stage or the ink stage, no matter how careful i am no matter how careless, its something that’s stuck with me for 24 years and i can usually write my b’s and d’s without a reference nowadays (the z’s are still questionable) but it’s always present - SO i’ve found, especially in the past couple years, embracing it is vital

hold on, here’s some examples of my double lines:

THIS drawing around the legs is a REALLY clear example lol

you can see what happened, the red lines are what i attempted to draw first, my dysgraphia then caught up to me half way through bringing in those big wobbles, and then i added the blue lines as a sort of corrective buffer

this one had a LOT, the orange lines were likely what were drawn first. you can kind of tell that i tend to ink from the face first because as i get to the body i get more tired and the more corrective lines need to be drawn LOL

of course there’s exceptions: i think with this girl I hadn’t done any warmup sketching (just drawing vague circles and swirls and lines or maybe a blobby creature doodle LOL) and my hands were hashtag unsteady hjdskfjds

of course when i said inevitiability turned intentionality, i do mean that part of it is done intentionally: on purpose. that’s part of embracing it: it really does just look good and feel good to draw like this. like here i can’t remember or tell which lines were drawn first, i just know it felt right where i placed all my doublelines

i think that’s why i had to stop doing digital art for a while, it tends to not be super conducive to this style of drawing, or at least i haven’t quite gotten the hang of it (despite doing digital art since i was 10 LOL). i remember like 90% of the stuff i would draw digitally, instead of letting my doublelines through i would just ctrl+z and redraw the line 3000000 times until it was “perfect” orz a fools errand that created way more work for myself and was nawt great for my drawing health (both physically and mentally very exhausting). i hope someday i can work out some techniques im happy with that make digital art feel as easy as analogue art has become for me

my chosen medium for colouring in traditonal art also helps i think, i originally gravitated towards watercolour because it was faster and easier on the hands than pencil crayons (especially as a person with this many ocs with black and brown hair LOL my pencil crayons were STUBS while the other colours were nearly untouched) but it also allows for you to get SLOPPY with it LOL painting outside the lines feels SO good and right and not painful WOULD RECOMMEND. plus, i think you can see it in my drawing of Su up there with her brown hair, because to build up deeper colours in watercolour i find it easiest to do it in layers + i cant mimic the brushstrokes very easily, i end up with these sort of simple gradations around all my drawings which i think has a similar i-liked-the-rough-sketch-best effect that the doublelines have, the weird aura tricks the brain into filling in the blanks

of course my lineart style is not super conducive for digital art colouring, paintbucket filling this shit is a NIGHTMARE jkgdfldsjhfkds that’s another thing i gotta do a lot of experimentation with..............

anyway WHAT im trying to say is sometimes the best thing you can do for your art is let your arms draw the way they want to. (also im tricking your eyes into seeing the best version of my art with my fuzzy colouring and double-lined inking. bmpmp3′s trick hee hee)

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bllsbailey · 5 months

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You Want Fair Elections? Honestly?

Not until we develop a vaccine that either prevents politicians from lying or allows people to know a lie when they hear, it will our elections ever be fair or honest.

Most politicians, not all, are by their nature disingenuous and, at the very least, hyperbolic, with a propensity for massaging the truth and the inconvenient facts to help serve their preferred political narratives. Is utilizing such tactics to manifest the election results you are seeking, honest? Or fair? You can decide for yourself. Ok fine, the no-good rotten bastards are lying sacks of cow dung.

However, with respect to elections being fair, let me say that fairness is in the eye of the beholder. Is it fair that some voters receive special treatment and favor from city and county elections divisions, which frequently increase turnout in particular areas or among certain demographics in the community?

Do you suppose those sections of the community that are on the receiving end of special attention by these election divisions, including juicing voter turnout, are drawn randomly or by happenstance? If you believe that, you might acquaint yourself with Gerrymandering, which involves redrawing electoral district boundaries to favor a particular political party or group.

In other words, by manipulating district lines, and election offices, with the protection of the partisan hyper-partisan elected officials they often work for, can concentrate or dilute the voting power of certain communities. Is that fair? Or honest?

Speaking of which, has anybody spent any time looking into how easy some local governments make getting local students on university campuses to the polls on election day? This is the opposite of voter suppression. It is voter empowerment, and I don’t mean that in a good way.

Do you suppose the same proactive effort to get certain demographic groups to the polling booth is expended when it comes to wealthy residential neighborhoods that vote differently from college students? Especially those who think Greta Thunberg is a righteous chick?

Why do you suppose that is? I can give you a hint:

In Santa Barbara County, even though the majority of registered voters are Democrats, undergraduate students at UCSB vote monolithically, and, as you’d expect, they vote overwhelmingly for Democrats. It is not untypical for the students in Isla Vista to deliver 10,000 to 15,000 votes, or even more, for a single candidate, or for or against an initiative they favor or oppose. On election day, at least long before COVID, you couldn't swing a dead rat at UCSB without hitting a polling booth.

Back in the early 90's and even into the early 2000's, before the elected Democrat elections chief retired, students in Isla Vista, who attended UCSB, typically decided the fate of elections in Santa Barbara County. Under County Clerk KEn Pettit’s questionable election regime, the kids needed simply to roll out of bed at noon or later, walk out their door into the hallway of their dormitory where a polling booth was set up on each floor waiting for their, er, rubber stamp.

I’ve spent the last 30 years in and around local and state government in California, and I can say without fear of contradiction that most public bureaucracies in this state are inherently inefficient and often even corrupt. Why? Because government is inherently inefficient, and unchecked one-party political power corrupts.

Does that mean I endorse the elimination of democracy or our republican form of government? No.

But what I am prepared to say and to endorse unequivocally, unambiguously, and enthusiastically, is a better-informed body politic, and a much better class of politicians is needed. Preferably ones who adhere to some semblance of political ethics and voter integrity.

But then, I also endorse nothing other than warm, sunny days year-round. In other words, it’s never going to happen.

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I didn't realize how often I thought about this fandom until I started churning out asks on a daily basis.

Knowing DC's creative trends/talent in 1988/89, what do you think would have happened if fans voted for Jason's survival? From released alternative comic pages, Jason still gets blown up but survives.

Do you think they had a plan for him to become Hush (like the Death in the Family interactive "movie" implies)? Would he get a personality change through amnesia? Or would the comics have retired him to fade into obscurity?

WHAT IF…? BUT JASON TODD SURVIVES.

Hi friend! Thank you for the ask! This should be interesting.

But before I give my answer, let’s take a look at those pages where Jason had actually survived Joker’s attack.

From the second page we only can see one panel but some who have seen the entire, unreleased, page have said this about it:

“The full page reveals more, including the arrival of Dick Grayson to Jason’s hospital room, although a pencilled note in the margins says to strike him, and redraw the panels in favour of having Alfred in the scene instead. Dick rushed over as soon as he heard, and offered Bruce his help in tracking down the Joker.

In the published version of Batman #428, the same page depicts Jason’s funeral, where Alfred asks Bruce if he should get in touch with Dick Grayson. In both pages, Batman says roughly the same thing: “I’ll handle this by myself. No help from now on... that’s the way I want it.””

This makes me feel like Jason having survived or not the Joker’s attack would have resulted in the same outcome within Bruce. Dick shows up at the hospital to check on Jason and offers his help in tracking Joker to Bruce but Bruce doesn’t want his help because from that moment on “he works alone”.

That would lead to the same exact actions that happened with Jason dead. Bruce goes after Joker on his own and leaves up to fate if he dies or not (although he said that his issues with Joker never truly end, Batman (1940) #429),

And if Bruce pushes Dick away then we could also be having a scene like the one from The New Titans (1988) #55, where Bruce implies that Jason getting hurt was Dick’s fault for having moved on from Robin himself. If that happens then Dick would blame Bruce for putting Jason in danger way too soon and their fight will end up with Bruce kicking Dick out of the manor.

So, to answer your question, what would have happened if fans voted for Jason’s survival?

I think that DC would have turned Jason into another reason why Bruce thinks that all he could ever be is Batman. It would have made Bruce dark, moody and sad just like DC wanted, all darkness and no light.

Jason wouldn’t be dead but he wouldn’t be truly alive and they would use that to fuel the angst that surrounds Batman.

It is a very sad thing, but I actually think that Jason surviving the attack wouldn’t have had any impact on his own story, Jason’s suffering/death were set up to make Batman want to work alone again. I just don’t see DC back in the day working on Jason’s recovery (physical and mental), I see them leaving Jason comatose and as a reminder of one of Batman’s “failures”. Maybe in a distant future Jason could have woken up with amnesia and they could have done something with him then but I really don’t know how they could make that story work or if Jason would end up working as an ally or enemy of Batman.

Much like you said in the ask, I think that DC would have let the character of Jason Todd fade away,

Because that is a really sad answer, I decided to come up with other scenarios where I would give ideas of what I would have liked to see DC do, and what I would have done if I had existed back in the day!

What I would have liked to see DC do:

After setting the fact that Jason was left in a coma at the hospital after Joker’s attack, I think DC should have had Bruce making some extreme decisions. With Jason alive but not really there I think that DC could have made work a plot point that they tried to pull off with Jason dead.

In a comic event called ‘Underworld Unleashed’ the demon Neron offered bringing Jason back to life if Bruce gave him his soul in exchange. But with Jason alive I think that Bruce would have actually been even more tempted to take the offer if it meant that by giving his soul away, he could wake Jason up from the coma he was in. Then there could have been an event with magic users that made it possible so Bruce got his soul back or something. DC could have also had Jason have amnesia after Neron wakes him up so we would have a soulless Batman and amnesiac Jason trying to make their father/son relationship work (or not).

Another idea is Bruce making a different extreme decision where he asks Talia to help him find a Lazarus Pit to try his luck with Jason. Because Jason was in a coma and not dead the Pit would have actually worked (the Lazarus Pit cannot bring people back from the dead!). I imagine that if it worked then Bruce would owe Talia or Ra’s a favour, and that could make an interesting story, mostly if Jason Todd ends up mad at Bruce because he didn’t kill the Joker after he tried to kill him. (I do love chaos).

Maybe Jason could even join the LoA to make Bruce’s life difficult. He wouldn’t become the Red Hood but Jason becoming an assassin after all that could have been the perfect recipe for complete chaos and I love that. I think DC could make it work, this last part of the idea is kinda inspired by Young Justice's Jason Todd.

What I would have done if I wrote for DC at the time:

I would have taken Jason away from Bruce! I would have Dick appear out of nowhere and I would have him take Jason with him back to the Titans Tower so they can both be far away from Bruce (at least for a little while).

If this idea sounds familiar it might be because you read another “What if…?” post that I made about what I thought would happen if Jason hadn’t been found by Batman that night when Jason was stealing the Batmobile’s tires. I will link that post here!

This time Dick would obviously be taking Jason with him at a different time and he would actually try to train Jason a little bit more but Dick would also have Jason work on his trauma and then Jason would decide to leave the vigilante/hero life behind. But not completely because I still believe that Jason would still want to save people. He would also be very protective of his brother/best friend Dick Grayson, also known as Nightwing.

I just think that Dick could have handled the situation a lot better than Bruce, he would have made sure that Jason felt like him not being Robin anymore wasn’t because he was a failure but because he can help people in other ways. He would have made him go to therapy and would have been more willing to share his own experiences with him.

I would have Jason studying to become a paramedic again (a different kind of hero) and this time he could also practice on the Titans when they got hurt in battle, if he did that then he could end up being an excellent medic for all superheroes!

I mean, in the Titans there are humans, aliens, metas, amazons and atlanteans. Jason could actually become DC’s very own version of Marvel’s ‘Night Nurse’. I don’t know, I love that idea and I think @hood-ex would like it too!

I just love the idea of Jason and Dick becoming each other's family. The Titans would also become Jason's family but he would be very protective of Dick. I just feel like Jason would have seen the whole thing (of Dick taking him to live together) as a fresh start after such a horrible experience.

I love Red Hood but I also love the idea of Jason becoming something completely different from that and this is one of my favourite ideas!

Oh! Before I forget, I think that the idea of Jason becoming Hush in the ‘Death in the Family’ movie comes directly from the fact that Jason “was” Hush for a second in the Batman: Hush comic. That was revealed to us in UtRH, Jason gave the real Hush all the information that he needed to get under Batman’s skin. And then when “Hush” captured Tim and he showed his face that was actually Jason who then changed places with Clayface to confuse Bruce more.

So, yeah, I don’t think DC had planned on making Jason become Hush.

Thank you so much for the ask! I hope the answer was good and that you have a fantastic week!

#jason todd #robin jason todd #dick grayson #nightwing #titans #tati thinks out loud #dc comics #tati loves aus #asksss

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❛ IT'S NOT JUST A TATTOO ❜

✨ REQUEST BY ANON: Hiiiiiiiii! Can I get a HC on Happy telling his girl he loves her, wants her to be his OL and get his crow? Pleeeease.

✨ REQUEST BY @ocetevasgirl: Hola cielo! Can I request "Don't look at me like that" with Happy please? 💕☺️

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❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place or something that makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted ❤

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There's something that has grown inside him, like a seed planted in the ground, the first time you kissed him. You were flirting with Happy since the very first moment you met him. And even if he thought it was just for fun, the alcohol helped to show him you were serious.

He doesn't hide his acts anymore.

It's been three months since you two started to play.

Sex is good. Sex is pretty good. Your bodies look like they were made for each other. You understand the other to perfection. Every move is made in sync. He really loves the bite you have with him for making him moan, due he's too low. But you always get it.

He wasn't used to touching you, holding hands, or kissing you in front of his brothers. It has happened in two or three situations, very rarely, very randomly. And you have noticed that for two weeks, more or less: he doesn't hide his acts anymore.

Happy likes to watch you fixing some bikes at Teller-Morrows. He likes the way your hand moves, bolting, painting a hood, checking the pressure (...). Your fingers dance all around with delicate and accurate touches. He could be by your side for hours enraptured on the tasks your hands attend to.

Whenever he loses control or his calm, he goes to find you wherever you are. As soon as you're close enough, Happy sinks his nose in one side of your neck. Takes a deep, deep, deep long breath and presses his lips over your throbbing carotid artery. Your heart beating and pumping brings back his cool. Your fingers gently and slowly caressing the back of his head helps too.

He has been needing to have his hands on you the whole time. At least, one. On your lower back, around your forearm, gripping your wrist, on your nape, on your thighs (...). Anywhere is valid to him. It's not a way to mark his territory, but to make you feel that he is there, that you don't need protection but he protects you, that he likes your tact.

And it's funny how he is like your personal bartender in SOA parties. You want a glass of whisky, rum, gin? He brings you a bottle of your favorite one. Your beer is almost empty? He finds the coolest in the fridge for you. Are you hungry? He prepares you a sandwich, in the clubhouse kitchen. Sometimes, the guys tease him about it, but he doesn't care anymore. Happy only wants to make you feel comfortable, attended, loved. Happy.

He has never danced in his life, but when Mayans come to Charming and play latin music, it's impossible for him to not try to dance with you; watching you provoking him with the moves of your hips swinging and that shameless smile on your lips that only he owns.

Marcus has taught him some basic moves? Marcus has taught him some basic moves.

He already loves you. He loves every single thing about you. The way you have to imitate his favorite cartoons' voices. The way you have to understand and read his body when there are no words from him. The way you take care of his wounds, without asking what happened, who he has killed. The way your lips feel around all his length, tightly and warmly closed, sucking out the air of his lungs.

He wants to tell you about his feelings. But he doesn't know how to do it. Happy feels insecure that you're not in his orbit, that you do it only because sex is from another dimension. He has asked Chibs because Tig would simply advise him about fucking the hell out of you against a wall and keep doing it until you get tired of his dick. Chibs has told him to be sincere, to use the confidence between the two of you, and ask you about what you want.

But when he comes to you, simply saying “what 'you want from me”, he scares the shit out of you. This time, you can't read in his eyes what is happening within his head. You can't decipher his intentions. Is he going to finish whatever you have? His rough, dry voice hasn't helped either.

“What 'you want from me?” Asking you again, as if you were stupid, only makes you feel worst. Your heart is racing, your throat is closed. You have been working hard to show him that you don't want him for a couple of night-stands; that you really understand him, that you love him, that you want to spend your whole life enjoying his silence. And after all, it seems like it's the end.

“I… want you”. Probably, your words aren't enough for him, watching how he tilts his head just like a confused puppy would do. Something clicks in his head, connecting the two neurons left that aren't damaged for his assassin personality.

“I want you to be my Old Lady”.

Then, your heart stops.

“I love you”.

Then, your heart jumps back to life.

Being an Old Lady doesn't mean only that you're the girl of. It means that you're part of SAMCRO, part of the family. That you have to defend the club with your life, after defending your man. It means being loyal as fuck.

But it also, and most importantly, it means to wake up with his arms around you and going to sleep together every night he's in Charming, drunk or sober. It means furtive kisses whenever and wherever. It means being loved by the loveliest and mortal man on earth. Because yes, he is both things. Happy can't help but spend his time covering you with all kinds of caresses. Happy can't help but spend his time whispering to you that he can't imagine a life without you, that he loves your laugh, that he loves the way your fingers trace every tattoo in his body.

Talking about tattoos… “I want you to get my crow”.

“Then, I want you to tattoo it. What? Don't look at me like that… I know you can do it”.

He can't wait to come back to his house.

He feels fucking powerful retiring the tracing paper from your forearm. The crow is big. The crow is visible. The crow is his.

Happy feels fucking powerful delineating every black line on your skin, before coloring it with the same ink. As your eyes are on his extra concentrated face, your free hand is rested over his right thigh.

It's a piece of art.

You love it.

You love him.

After covering it with cling film to not stain the sheets, when it starts to expulse the excess of ink, Happy kisses it. Happy kisses every single damn inch of it, feeling your other hand caressing the back of his head.

Putting away all the stuff, he urges you to sit on his lap. Facing him. Your legs spread at both sides of the chair. His lips roaming your neck with soft bites, with some grunts when your hips rock slowly over the bulge under his sweatpants. His lips find yours. His tongue finds yours. Your nails gently scratch his bare chest, redrawing invisibly the serpent in it.

For the first time, he doesn't fuck you. He makes you love. He's careful, he doesn't move fast. He covers all your body with magical and sweets caresses. He makes sure that you enjoy them. Happy makes sure that you feel the love he feels for you, in every touch, in every moan he utters, in every move he does.

#lemme know what you think in a comment! ✨#sons of anarchy x reader #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy #happy lowman x reader #happy lowman imagine #happy lowman

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Hello!! I just found your blog today and ahh I love your art style!! It’s very simple and cute and the colors are very cohesive, which I really admire. Do you have any advise on choosing colors that go well together? Or, say adjusting skin tones to match outfit colors. I was looking at your Disney fairy redraw and was blown away on how, even though it’s a rainbow of colors, none of them looked bad together or clashed! Thank you, and I hope you have a great day!! 💕

Thank you so much!

I keep a couple of things in mind while coloring in order to try to get cohesive color schemes, though I do also use color adjustments ALL the time and I’m not usually happy with the colors until the very end. It’s a process!

1. Local Color refers to the color of the lighting in a setting. Example: the light source in the painting on the left is yellow, so all the brighter elements are on the warm end of the spectrum, and the shadows are more green/cool. Whereas the painting on the right actually has a green light source and warm brown shadows. I usually apply the real colors of objects (such as the potion vials in the right painting) on another layer, set the layer to Color Mode and lower the opacity to as low as 20% so that the object(s) are recognizable without breaking the color scheme

2. Analogous Colors are groups of colors that are close to each other on the color wheel. Technically Analogous refers to three colors, but the same concept works with more. I use this approach most often with coloring characters in groups, since it’s a way to make their color schemes look unified in the same piece while not sacrificing anyone’s specific color. As an example let’s use Tinkerbell and friends. Tinkerbell’s main colors are actually analogous on their own, being lime green, yellow, and her skintone which I made a slightly yellow beige. I color everyone else with analogous palettes, ex: Vidia’s main colors are purple, magenta, and her warm skin tone.

3. Washes (digitally speaking) are when you apply a swath of color on a new layer, set that layer to Overlay, Color, etc, and lower the opacity significantly. In a multi-person piece like this fairy one, I need to unify all of the fairies with Tinkerbell since she’s the main character and in the middle of the composition. I filled a new layer (above all other layers) with Tinkerbell’s yellow, set it to Overlay, and reduced the opacity. This mostly affects colors that are furthest from yellow on the color wheel, such as the blue in Silvermist’s hair and dress. You can still tell that they’re the most blue things in the piece, but less saturated than the warmer colors.

Towards the very end of the video below, I reduced the yellow overlay, and added a rainbow wash layer (I chose the position of the colors so that they matched each character) to empasize that the characters are a rainbow of colors, even though they’re unified by yellow.

I hope my ramblings are at least a little helpful, and free to ask me further questions!

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weirdestbooks · 3 years

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Secret States Chapter 1

A Normal Beginning

America's POV I rubbed my eyes as I began waking up. I had finally gotten enough free time, without my insomnia keeping me up, so I was able to get an hour of sleep. That's not a lot, but way more than I normally gets.

"I can't believe I actually slept." I muttered to myself as I pulled myself out of bed, holding my chest where pains remained due to COVID and the capital riot. I looked around my room, which was pretty empty. I had a desk that was covered in paperwork, along with my laptop. Next to it was a printer. The desk and printer sat between two bookshelves, which were filled with books, non-fiction and fiction alike.

There was a couch next to the bookshelves, underneath a window that looked outside.My bed was opposite of my desk. It was plain, with blue covers and red sheets. I had a bedside table with a lamp, and a picture of me with my kids.

Unlike what most other countries thought of him, I could be and was mature. I love my kids, all sixty-two of them. My states and territories, along with DC, NASA, NATO, Liberia, Palau, Marshall Islands and Micronesia. I even considered Philippines and Cuba to be family, even though I wasn't sure they, especially Cuba, returned those feelings. I would tell them, but I didn't want to make things awkward between us.

I got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, seeing my Stars and Stripes, along with my black eyes. My black eyes were very odd. No other country had them, only the organizations, although I wasn't technically a country myself. The United States of America was called the Union for a reason.

I didn't always have my black eyes though. They looked like any other country's eyes until the large waves of immigrants that changed America from having one culture, to having so many, I can't claim a nationwide culture.

Even though both my father, the United Kingdom and the Soviet Union are also technically unions as well, they didn't have the black eyes I do, which lead me to believe black eyes were a sign of having no or many cultures, as opposed to a main one.

This theory was only further cemented when New York developed black eyes as well. Although, he was pretty sure Soviet had one black eye, which was the reason for his eyepatch.

I got myself ready for another day of mind numbingly boring meetings with the rest of the world. I hated how other countries always liked blaming me for things or just making fun of me. I know my country had done horrible things and I hate myself for being unable to stop the government from doing them, but the other countries didn't need to bring it up.

At least my family stood up for me, along with my friends, like Germany and Japan, although how Japan could be friends with me after what I did to her mother was a question I could never find the answer to.

I shook the pessimistic thoughts out of my head, muttering "No pienses así América. Estas tratando de compesarlo. Deja de culparte cuando las cosas van mal." (Don't think that way America. You're trying to make up for it. Stop blaming yourself when things go wrong.)

I opened the door to my room, before almost being barreled down by American Samoa and Hawaii. American Samoa and Hawaii were dressed very similarly, with t-shirts and shorts, although Hawaii wore a lei. Hawaii's flag had a Union Jack in the upper left hand corner, with blue, red and white stripes. American Samoa's flag was dark blue, with a white triangle that had a red outline coming from the right corners. In the triangle was a bald eagle holding a war club and a fly whisk.

"Faʻamalie Tama. O aʻu ma Hawaii sa na o le taumafai lava e faʻatumu le isi vaega o atumotu o le Pasefika e faʻamalosi ai atumotu Caribbean." (Sorry Dad. Me and Hawaii were just trying to get the rest of the Pacific islands to prank the Caribbean islands.) American Samoa said. Due to not having an official language, I was able to understand and speak all languages spoken within my borders. This wasn't a small amount, with approximately 350 languages spoken in the US. I loved this however, as it allowed my children, especially my adopted ones to speak their first language, or just whatever one they preferred.

"Mai hopohopo makuakāne, e hōʻoia wau ʻaʻole e ʻeha kekahi!" (Don't worry father, i'll make sure no one gets hurt!) Hawaii stated as she grabbed American Samoa by the arm pulling her brother towards Guam and the Northern Mariana Islands room. I smiled at my kid's antics as he walked towards the stairs. As I walked downstairs I bumped into another person, causing them to drop their papers.

"Sorry D." I said as I helped the district gather up her papers. The District of Columbia, or Washington DC, was wearing a pencil skirt with a button up dress shirt. Her flag was white, with two red lines though the center and three red stars at the top.

"It's okay Dad." She responded, smiling, "I'm glad you finally got some sleep though. You know I can help you if you get overwhelmed. I am the capital after all."

"You do enough as it is. You're also up early. Are you heading to the capitol building to try and convince Congress to grant you statehood?" I questioned, handing DC back her papers which consisted of plans on how they could redraw the capital to allow for Washington DC to become a state.

"Yeah. I'm upset that Trump prevented it from happening, but hopefully with a new president I can get closer to achieving statehood. I'm going to head out now. Vermont's making breakfast. Love you Dad, goodbye!" DC said as she walked out the front door.

"Love you too" I responded before sticking my head in the kitchen.

"Bonjour Vermont" I said as I looked at the nation-turned state. Vermont was wearing a green and blue plaid shirt along with jeans and worn out boots. His flag was blue with a coat of arms in it, the central image being a pine tree.

"Bonjour Papa" Vermont said as he took another couple of pancakes off the griddle. "Je prépare des crêpes pour tout le monde, alors ne vous inquiétez pas pour la cuisine. C'est une journée de repos pour vous." (I'm making pancakes for everyone, so don't worry about cooking. It is a rest day for you.).

"Merci Vermont." I said as I walked into the dining room, being met with the faces of NATO, New York and Delaware.

"Hey guys. Did you get any sleep York?" I asked them as I sat down.

"Like your one to talk Dad. And I did." New York said as he sipped a pot of coffee. New York was wearing a suit and had a blue flag with his coat of arms on it.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure York gets some sleep before he collapses." Delaware said. Delaware was dressed in a shirt and jeans. His flag was a colonial blue, with a yellow sideways triangle with his coat of arms on it. The flag also showed the date he ratified the Constitution, December 7, 1787.

"I was founded by twelve countries, why's this the family that I have to be a part of?" NATO asked. NATO was wearing a suit, as he also had to participate in meetings with other countries. His flag was blue with a compass rose, with four lines coming out of the four cardinal directions.

"Really?"

"Come on NATO, you know you love us."

I laughed at my kids' protests to NATO's comment as Vermont came out with the pancakes.

"Foods ready. Where's everyone else?" Vermont asked and he put a plates of pancakes on the table.

"Sleeping." Delaware said.

"Del, we're Americans, we don't sleep for this long." Vermont said, crossing his arms.

"The South are messing around in the backyard, but surprisingly, the West is still asleep. I think the Midwest is doing something with the crops. The four corners are doing something. NASA on the phone with Navajo talking about names for that Mars mission he has." NATO said as he began to eat his pancakes.

"How do you know what everyone's doing?" New York asked.

"I don't. I have no idea what the territories, Mid-Atlantic's, Hawaii or Alaska are doing." NATO responded.

"Sam and Hawaii are trying to convince the Pacific islands to help them prank the Caribbean islands." I said, thinking back to the conversation I had with the two islands earlier that morning.

"Are the former territories going to be involved?" Delaware asked.

"That I don't know. I'll let you know if any of them tell me something about it" I said. As I said that, an alarm on my phone went off.

"Time to go?" NATO asked.

"Yep. Del, you and the Thirteen are in charge, along with Vermont. Alaska has been having nightmares again, so help him with that if you need to." I said as I got up from the table.

"Got it." New York said as he took another large sip of his coffee.

"Á bientôt!" (See you soon) Vermont said.

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Canada's POV (BTW, I am not describing the flags of any countries that are well known, only the states because they aren't as well known) I sat down next to my brother Australia as I walked into the meeting room.

"Hey, have you seen Ame recently?" I asked Australia.

"No, but 2020 was crazy for everyone, he's probably just dealing with COVID stuff. UN did cancel all in-person meetings in 2020 because of COVID. Thank god for the vaccine." Australia said, rubbing a hand on a burn scar.

"Mes fils!" (My sons!) I heard my mother announce from behind me. I looked over to see my father, UK; my younger brother, New Zealand; my uncle, Ireland; and my mother, France.

"Bonjour Maman. Comment ça va?" (Hello Mom. How are you?) I said. Maman smiled.

"Très bien. Avez-vous vu Ame?" (Very good. Have you seen Ame?) She asked.

"Non." Canada replied.

"What are you talking about? I heard Ame's name, but I don't know French." New Zealand cut in.

"Sorry Kiwi." Maman said.

"I heard my name. Are we talking about me?" I heard America's voice from behind me.

"Ame!" Australia said. I turned around to see my brother, who had his hands in his pockets. He had his sunglasses on and had a slight smile on his face.

"Hello America." Père said.

"What up Pops? How's everyone been?" America asked, sitting down next to Australia.

"COVID's been tough. I'm glad for the vaccine though." Père answered as he and Maman sat down.

"Thank god for the vaccine is definitely on everyone's mind." Maman said. UN then walked into the room followed by NATO, ASEAN, EU and AU.

"Hello everyone. I am hoping to continue our meetings for now, but if there are any complications involving COVID we will head back to online meetings." UN stated. "We will begin with the countries most affected by COVID. First up will be the United States of America, followed by the Federative Republic of Brazil and the Republic of India."

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The meeting was incredibly boring, just everyone talking about their cases and vaccinations, the same thing we've been doing since COVID started. After the meeting, I walked out with my family as they discussed random topics.

"Man I wish Uncle Scotland, Uncle England, Uncle Wales and Uncle North could attend these meetings. Then we could really have a family reunion." New Zealand said.

"Your Uncles would make a mess out of the meeting. Nothing would get done." Père stated.

"So we should definitely let them come. It would make it more fun!" America said.

"Yeah Britain, let our brothers come. They would definitely add spice to the boring meetings." Uncle Ireland said, draping an arm around Père's shoulders. America and Uncle Ireland always loved joking around trying to get a rise out of Père. I think it stems from their independence, but they are still close regardless.

"We should try and get together, we are vaccinated and we can wear masks if anyone gets truly worried about it." Australia suggested.

"Let's. I need to see someone other than myself. Maybe tomorrow?" I asked. Everyone gave nods of agreement, aside from America.

"America?" Maman asked, questioning his lack of a decision. America bit his lip.

"I'll have to check, but I'm pretty sure I'll be able to." He said, but still seemed conflicted. I was worried about my brother. He had a lot of COVID cases and seemed to be a lot more tired than usual. But if something bad was happening, surely America would tell someone.

"America, can I speak to you alone?" A voice behind us asked. I turned around to see a country with a flag very similar to America's, but instead of the fifty stars there was one big one.

"Sure thing Liberia. I'll be right back, guys" America said, walking over to Liberia.

"I didn't know Liberia and America were friends." Père commented.

"Ame's friends with everyone." Australia said. He then paused and continued, "Well not with North Korea or Iran or Russia-Okay maybe he's not friends with everyone, but he has a lot of friends."

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