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astraldemise · 13 hours ago
my biggest flex is i once bitch slapped one of those big green beetles directly into a classmates head, weird guy, he has like 7 different colored shirts that all just say "meh."
please do not hurt bugs also thats kind of a mean thing to do, are you okay do you need some soup
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pinkflamingllama · a year ago
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Me, a trans guy: I want to wear man clothes!
Me, in man clothes:
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nighttimepixels · 3 years ago
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hey @ut-stuff i see your quality ask and raise you: russ as a super friend of dogs & cats alike
how dare you send me such pure ideas i love you thank you
also, bonus: introducing my headcanon for the Swap versions of Annoying Dog: Helpful Dog!
that’s right - the lil doge is the US Dog, and the big one is the SF Dog. but rather than be adorable nuisances, they are absurdly helpful.
... that said, SF Helpful Dog has a tendency to be aggressively helpful. as in, he can and does pick up lost humans in his mouth (gently though, really, so long as you’re a Friend) and will just... carry them like a lost pup back to where they belong. one time, Russ threw a bone for HD, and HD came back with his long lost gameboy that had been missing for years.
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the-broyals · 2 years ago
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the dragon prince and she-ra fandom looking at the voltron fandom after s7
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redrobin-detective · 4 months ago
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Danny Phantom headcanon that Vlad had considered killing Danny Fenton long before he met him. Vald resented Jack and Maddie marrying and he especially resented them having children together. When Jasmine was born, he was not only too busy building his ill-gotten empire but also likened her enough to Maddie that he largely ignored her. Vlad, however, took an immediate dislike to Danny.
His first attempt was not long after Danny was born, late at night from within his crib in Jack and Maddie’s bedroom. Vlad hated seeing the love of his enemy and his college crush given form. Infant Death Syndrome was common for babies, little Danny with Jack’s dark hair and blue eyes would be just another statistic. Perhaps he could induce a heart attack in Jack while he was at it, kill two nuisances with one stone. Danny waking up to cry from hunger and Jack blearily getting up to feed him is all that saved him that night.
Another came years later when Danny was just starting school, his big sister dutifully walking him there and back every day. Only one day she was home sick leaving Danny forced to walk alone. Vlad, who’d been spying on the Fenton’s when he heard Maddie and her daughter had fallen ill and spied the son alone and vulnerable. While waiting at the crosswalk like Jazzy had taught him, Danny was pushed violently into the street out of nowhere. Only another kid hauling him back by the strap of his loose backpack prevented him from being runover. Sammy Manson nagged at him for his clumsiness and agreed to walk him home from school that day to make sure it didn’t happen again.
The last attempt was made when he heard the Fentons were building another ghost portal, a bigger version than the one that had ruined his life. He was furious, had they really forgotten what had happened the last time? Had they forgotten about him? He decided that he would take something from them that they wouldn’t soon forget, their 13 year old son. Vlad had planned on killing the boy painfully and violently, a home invasion gone wrong. So he waited to get Danny alone. Jack, Maddie and Jazz bustled around the house, the former caught entirely in their work and the latter alternating between complaining and fixing up the house after them. Danny, amid it all, was unable to get a word in edgewise. It struck Vlad that the preteen was being ignored within his own house. Vlad let the boy live that night, saying that his distracted parents wouldn’t be punished enough by his death. A smaller part might have twinged with shared sympathy over the quiet one overrun by Jack and Maddie’s extroverted enthusiasm. 
By the time Vlad had finally decided to act on his plans to kill Jack as revenge not only for stealing Maddie but for rebuilding the portal (which was completed and mysteriously started working a few days later), highschool freshman Danny Fenton was nothing more than a passing thought in his mind. When he confronted Danny Phantom, only to realize that his old friends had let the same accident irreparably alter their son, he could only laugh. The boy he thought was worthless, who reminded him too much of the friend he’d once adored and the woman who abandoned him, was suddenly the only one in either world who could understand his position. Vlad had smirked to himself, deciding that it was fate that kept the boy alive until their destinies could become intertwined. 
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galaxygermdraws · 6 months ago
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So the new Bdubs episode right? Seriously this base competition war thing is going to be amazing. Also this is the first time I'm properly drawing Impulse, as well as pink delivery Bdubs. I had fun with this, tried doing some new stuff with coloring and expressions.
But yes base war let's go
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yourplayersaidwhat · 3 years ago
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First session with all new players and dm. We’re a true neutral (or at least trying to be) human blood hunter(me), a chaotic good half elf bard and a chaotic good elf monk. Our adventure begins in a tavern where we three people who didn’t know each other at all were hired for a quest. We spend the night with drinking and (not) getting to know each other, since my character is an asshole. The tavern is filled with people and sometime after midnight my lone asshole gets bored.
Me: I wanna start a tavern fight. Monk: You WHAT Me: Can I make a perception check to see if there are any big beefy drunk guys around? DM: sure Me: *rolls a 7* DM: You can see many people in the tavern, but nobody fitting that description catches your eye. Me: Okay fuck it. I just squeeze myself through the crowd and randomly push a guy, then I quickly retreat to my seat. DM: Strenght Check. Me: Hah I’ve got a great STR stat. *Nat 1* Me: … DM: You try to push the guy, but you slip on a spilled drink on the floor and fall to the ground. Everybody turns to you and starts laughing. Me: I get up and yell at him and punch him in the face. *roll for attack also gets like a 5* DM: You try to punch him, but he turns and you miss again. You once more fall to your feet. Bard: And literally everybody is laughing. Monk: This is Karma for being such an asshole before Me: Can I roll for my companions to be too drunk to remember this?
I rolled a nat 20 this time.
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chainedbones · a month ago
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Happy 7th Birthday to the big man himself 💙
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candytuftgirl · 2 years ago
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Reasons why you should watch Transformers Cyberverse:
1. It lives up to its name, and has no humans in the show. Like, whatsoever. Even though most of the action is happening on Earth, whenever we’re not down Cybetron/War memory lane. Honestly, if they’d never mentioned it in the show you’d think they were on some uninhabited planet lol. 
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2. One episode= 10 minutes. You think that wouldn’t be enough time to create an engaging and plot-driving episode, but boy, you’d be wrong.
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3. I have to say this is the first transformers show with a healthy dose of female transformers! And it’s not just the Autobot side- Decepticons have them too. IN FACT, during most of season one, the Decepticon femme’s on Earth outnumber the mechs. It is beautiful.
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4. I know there are some who dislike Windblade, but here she is genuinely likable (in my opinion). Also, her and Bee’s friendship is just... I can’t describe it, it is too adorable for words. You guys, I can’t, these two dorks can do nothing but drink energon for an entire episode and it would still be cute and wholesome.
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5. We get a really good glimpse into Cybertron- pre-war and during war time! Cyberverse is a series that stands all on it’s own, but it does have certain elements combined from other cartoons and the comic books: and the story is both familiar and compelling!
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6. I think, that this show in particular, is aimed at a younger audience- BUT YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES IT’S HARD TO TELL. There’s action, there are scenes that are gruesome when you consider the context, and then there is also a mass extinction of an entire planet. Yeah. Real immature plot right here.
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7.This big guy. I kept waiting for the T-rex version to appear, and I was beyond pleased when it happened. Also: how in the world was he able to create an entire network of systems and a base in  PrehiStoRIC tImE???
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8. The action scenes are good. They aren’t like, Prime (if ya know what I’m saying), but they are perfectly well coordinated and executed on their own. Also, like in Animated, every bot has his own signature move based on his appearance- or name! So, Bumblebee has his own “stinger”, Windblade has her “blade”, Soundwave uses “sound waves” to confuse and battle his opponents and-
 I swear to God, it was just 5 seconds, but I swear; Starscream screeched.
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9. Maccadam’s. Before and during the war. All our favorite bots, mentions of notable characters and the owner might be an extremely powerful and all-knowing Prime.
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10. Soundwave. Dancing.
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That is all.
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lawonderlandwriter · 3 years ago
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Three Grossly Misunderstood GOT S7 Scenes (By a Small Portion of the Fandom)
1) "Touch my sister and I’ll kill you myself.”
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Now, as many of you are aware, a certain part of the fandom likes to interpret this and other angry Jon Snow scenes as - Jon is jealous/gets angry whenever someone mentions Sansa and therefore, he must be in love with her in a non-brotherly way.
But let’s recap what went on during this scene. Prior to Baelish mentioning Sansa, he riles Jon up by bringing up Lady Catelyn (the woman who hated him and treated him horribly growing up) and reminds Jon of how she didn’t like him. This is a painful thing from Jon’s memories as he always wanted to be a trueborn Stark so right off the bat, these two aren't headed for a peaceful ending to their encounter.
Next, Baelish smugly tells Jon it was really him and not Jon who won back Winterfell in the Battle of the Bastards and that Jon should give him a little gratitude. Gratitude. Gratitude for the guy who sold his sister to the Boltons to be raped and beaten and then showed up LATE to the battle (costing Jon the lives of thousands of men and a friend - Wun Wun), didn’t even do any fighting himself, and he has the audacity to ask for gratitude? Yeah, so now Jon is really really mad.
Lastly, Baelish casually mentions, right as Jon is getting ready to leave the country (as, you know, the North has kinda annexed itself), leaving his little sister, his only surviving family that he knows of alone with his fucking creep, he tells Jon he loves Sansa just as he loved her mother. Now if anyone’s trying to say Jon didn’t know how Baelish loved Cat, please. Baelish fought Jon’s uncle Brandon for Cat’s hand and almost died. Jon knew. And then to say he now is in love with Sansa...this guy who is wayyyyy too old for her...yes of course it pisses Jon off! Baelish basically says “I want to fuck your sister and pretend she’s the woman who abused you as a child.” Any brother who just walks away from that or only gives the man in question a stern verbal warning is a horrible brother. My brother would kick someone’s ass for saying something like that about me and he’s my little brother. Jon has felt responsible for Sansa since she came seeking shelter from Ramsay back in season 6. If anything happened to her while he was gone on his diplomatic mission (Sansa getting raped by Baelish), he would feel responsible. So, just to deter Baelish from poking his petyr where it doesn’t belong, he threatens him in a classical Jon move that actually, a little bit, echoes this scene:
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But I digress...Next:
2) “I didn’t ask.”
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This one is pretty simple. Tyrion is, for all intents and purposes, a friend, to Jon. They’re on good enough terms with each other that they can do a little name calling when they first see each other again. This is a highly different scene from the one Jon has with Baelish. And, of course, Tyrion is trying to reassure Jon that his marriage to Sansa was only for show and Tyrion isn't the kind of guy who would force himself on a fifteen year old. Jon saying “I didn’t ask” when Tyrion tells him the marriage was unconsummated is an interesting comment here because it tells us two things: 1) Sansa didn’t tell Jon her marriage with Tyrion wasn’t consummated (if she had, he would have said something reassuring to Tyrion like, I know, Sansa told me, thanks for not being a dick). and 2) Jon, liking Tyrion, wasn’t really concerned about whether or not Sansa and Tyrion had sex. If he had been even the least bit concerned, he would have said something like “Good” or even “thank the gods.” But, as Jon is not in love with his sister and doesn’t care about who she’s had sex with in the past, he says “I didn’t ask.” Because, let’s face it, it would be creepy for a brother to want to know who his sister’s sexual partners have been. 
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3) “What you did for her is the only reason I’m not killing you.”
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First, let’s give this scene some context. This scene takes place near the end of 7x04 so Jon has been on Dragonstone, presumably, for a few weeks now. Back at Winterfell both Bran and Arya have come home now however, Jon doesn’t know this yet. When he receives the scroll from Sansa in 7x05, he tells the war council “I thought Arya was dead. I thought Bran was dead.” So as of the above scene with Theon, Jon thinks that his only surviving family in the whole world is Sansa. 
Now let’s back up. Back in season 2, Theon was sent by Robb to parlay with his father Balon in order to obtain an alliance with the Iron Islands. However, as we all know, Theon betrays Robb, losing him an ally and gaining the North a foe. Winterfell is lost, Deepwood Motte, etc. The ironborn reek havoc on the North, Bran and Rickon are displaced, eventually leading to Rickon’s death (because he sought shelter and protection with the traitorous Umbers). It doesn't help the North’s war against the Lannisters either as it places Roose Bolton in the position that eventually allies him with the Lannisters and betraying Robb at the Red Wedding. 
So all because of Theon, Jon lost both his brothers for sure and possibly Bran though he doesn’t have complete confirmation of that (he just knows because of Sam that Bran is beyond The Wall where he is likely dead). Theon’s done a lot of stupid shit. He knows this and even fears Jon killing him back in season 2 when he first took Winterfell when Maester Lewin urged him to give up the castle and take the black. “What, so Jon Snow can slit my throat in my sleep?” None of that at the time had anything to do with Sansa, it all had to do with Robb, Rickon, Bran, Winterfell and the welfare fo the North. 
Fastforward to Sansa arriving at Castle Black and being reunited with Jon. Though we never get a scene between the two talking about it, we can assume Jon knows what all Ramsay did to her or he at least has a good idea of what he did to her, Sansa telling him before the Battle of the Bastards, “I’m not going back there alive.” She wouldn’t tell him this unless really horrific things had happened to her, which they did. But, Jon also knows that Theon was the one who got her out of there. As evidenced by the scene above, the “what you did for her,” part of that line.
However, Jon’s anger at Theon here has absolutely NOTHING to do with Theon mentioning Sansa. Why on earth would it? Theon saved her. Jon’s not mad at him for saving her. He’s not mad at Theon for mentioning her. He’s mad at Theon for all the shit he did to the Stark family in the past. So, while Jon believes Theon should die for the things he did to Bran, Rickon, and Robb, he doesn’t kill him. 1) - probably because Theon is Dany’s ally and Jon’s on her island being given free reign to take and use her resources so he doesn’t want to screw up their arrangement regarding the dragonglass. And 2) Though Theon fucked the Starks over years ago, he has suffered at the hands of the same man who tortured Sansa and Theon did selflessly work to save Sansa (knowing if Ramsay would have caught them both, he would have done something horrific to Theon) and get her into safe hands - Brienne’s. 
In this scene, Jon is not acting a crazy jealous lover, going berserk every time someone says his sister’s name. He's showing his well justified anger at the man that singlehandedly had part in the murder of his two brothers and the taking of his home. OF COURSE he’s angry seeing Theon. But because Theon saved Jon’s (up to this episode) only living relative, he lets him go free. But that doesn’t mean he’s not gonna take a little of his anger out on Theon. Jon’s got a little of that dragon in him and seeing Theon woke it. 
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screamingatanemptyroom · 2 years ago
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Fictober18 Day 18
Original Fiction
Prompt: ““You should have seen it.”
Erin/Gerald Story!! Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6
At Wilhemina’s declaration, all the students standing near Erin stood several steps back, leaving her in a space standing by herself. Surprised, angry, she looked up at the student council vice president, shaking her head.
“I haven’t…”
“OF COURSE you’re going to deny it!” Wilhemina interrupted, laughing. “But if you look at the facts, I think it’s easy to see just how obvious of a trail you’ve left behind.” She stepped down from the stage, the students parting to make a path for her as she moved closer to Erin, finally stopping just a few feet away. Her smile was cruel as she lifted a finger to point in Erin’s face.
“Normally I wouldn’t have done this so publically. But I have a duty to my fellow students to protect them from danger, and if the administration is going to ignore you because of your powerful relatives, then my only choice is to expose you for the devious criminal you are!”
At the girl’s self-righteous tone Erin felt her blood boil. Her magical power surged within her, a ringing in her ears beginning as the growing magic pressed up against the restriction spell. She wanted nothing more than to reach forward and crush the girl in front of her.
It would be so easy to destroy her.
She wouldn’t even have time to realize how she died.
As she stood there, struggling, she felt a hand rest softly on her shoulder, and a familiar voice spoke out, breaking her from her angry spiral.
“If you are willing to declare this so publically, I assume you have hard evidence of wrongdoing?” 
Gerald’s voice was so cold the surrounding students took another step back, trying to distance themselves from the two. Between Erin’s terrifying aura and Gerald’s glare, even Wilhemina felt the pressure and wanted to retreat. Breaking out in a cold sweat, she stepped forward, her smile a little more forced.
“It’s simple:” She counted off on her fingers. “First, the only person who would benefit in this school from stealing level 3 fire powers is someone who has lesser abilities. In this school, admission criteria are high, there is only one student who has all abilities under level 3.” She chuckled. “In fact, despite being in your period of growth, you have yet to increase your power by even a single level, isn’t that right, Erin?”
The murmuring of the surrounding students grew louder, Erin felt more than one angry stare on her back.
“Second, despite her only having level 1 powers, she was able to strike a blow to Frederick several weeks ago, knocking him down. This would take considerably more power than she is known to have.”
Her eyes looked over at Gerald, and her grin widened. “And the final proof is you yourself, prince. Upon meeting her, what was the first thing you said? That she was the most powerful student in this academy, right?”
“But that…” Gerald tried to break in, but Wilhemina would not let him talk.
“Not even you can explain away how a student with only level 1 abilities can suddenly be the most powerful student in the academy… unless she is stealing powers from her fellow students.”
 The murmurs around her had grown into angry shouts. Erin shook her head, realizing she had no hope of convincing them in this atmosphere. She looked her accuser in the eye, making the other girl grow pale. 
“Wilhemina, you and I both know that I am not behind these. You can continue take advantage of this situation now, and spread these lies, but just know this:”
She stepped forward, only inches separating them now. When she finally spoke, it was just loud enough for the two of them to hear. “When the time comes, and the truth comes to light, I will remember to repay my debts. And you won’t be able to afford the cost.”
Wilhemina showed a vicious expression. “You know where to find me, Worthless Princess.”
 The assembly ended with that, but Erin’s troubles were just beginning.
Her school life had never been pleasant, but now it had descended into absolute hell. Some students simply ignored her, refusing to be near her and pretending she didn’t exist. Erin preferred these methods.
Some, however, took a more devious route. Destroying her belongings, shredding her assignments before they could be handed in. Small, almost undetectable magic attacks struck her throughout magical theory class. Wind magic ripped out her hair, fire magic singed her clothes, water magic filled her shoes and froze into place. Exhausted, Erin would spend the majority of her mental energy countering or protecting herself from attacks in all directions. Her head pounded constantly as she was forced to draw on magic over and over, pushing constantly on her restrictions.
Things were even worse in the practical studies. Once on the practice field, sash after sash was thrown at her feet, as students lined up for the opportunity to face her in a magical fight. Unable to reject, she accepted each duel, and fought bitterly to the end. With her restrictions still in place, there was very little she could do, and each fight ended with her on the ground, her anger and bitterness growing with each loss.
Gerald was beside himself. He stayed by her side despite the pressure, healing her after each fight. His face was pale, his hands trembling as he helped her to her feet each time.
“Let me help!” He begged her one day after her fifth loss since practical studies had begun, wanting to take her place. “This is killing you!”
Erin smiled wanly, reaching out to gently touch his face. “I have to fight my own battles.” She shook her head, trying to clear it as she tried to steady herself on her feet. “Besides, they may not realize it, but they are actually helping me grow stronger.” She grinned. “That was the point of the restriction spell in the first place, after all.”
Gerald did not return her smile, looking more worried. “Being stronger in the future won’t help anything if you’re dead.” He looked at her determined expression, and then sighed loudly. “At least let me help out with the ones who are breaking the rules to attack you during theory class.”
Erin tilted her head, blinking her eyes as her vision blurred briefly. “Would that make you feel better?”
His expression was grim. “No, but it will definitely make them feel worse.”
Laughing bitterly, she agreed, turning to face her next opponent.
Having gotten her agreement, Gerald didn’t waste any time. He immediately went on a rampage, challenging every student that had attacked her secretly during class. Caught in the same trap that Erin was, they had no choice but to accept a formal duel.
They didn’t stand a chance.
Against average students, his level 5 Insight truly shined, allowing him to counter and utterly defeat each opponent. He showed no mercy, often attacking faster than they could surrender. Many were carried off the field unconscious, broken bones and internal injuries became a common sight in the infirmary.
It didn’t lessen the number of challenges that Erin received each day, but quickly the secret harassment she received during class stopped, as word got around that it was a easiest way to find oneself facing one of the strongest students of the academy.
Erin knew that it was causing Gerald to be viewed as an accomplice, that he was being avoided and ostracized as well. She felt guilty about it, talked to him multiple times, but still he stubbornly refused to leave her side.
“How can I convince you to marry me if I can’t handle a little pressure like this?” He would say with a grin before going out to challenge students once again.
Day by day Erin’s frustration grew. Each fight she pushed harder on her restrictions, trying to win. Occasionally she would be able to pull out extra power and land a blow, but it always came at the cost of headache, dizziness, sometimes to the point of knocking her unconscious. And any time she did use more power, the rumors regarding her being the attacker simply grew stronger.
Erin was getting tired.
In the midst of this situation spiraling out of control, she received a summons from Lady Belanna, the headmistress of St. Julienne’s Academy. Frustrated, Erin considered pretending she hadn’t received it, but knowing it was unavoidable as long as she was at this school, she headed slowly to the administrative office. This had to be about the rumors of her being the attacker.
Immediately after arriving Erin realized this meeting was not going to go well.
“Sit down, dear! Can I get you a cup of tea?” Lady Belanna’s voice was sickly sweet, her face a perfect mask of concern and caring. All it succeeded in doing was making Erin more uncomfortable, as she hunched her shoulders, avoiding contact with the older woman.
“No I’m fine, thanks.”
“Alright then.” Abruptly frowning, the headmistress sat at her desk, staring over at Erin with a pensive expression. “You’re in a very difficult position, dear.”
“I’m not…”
She waved a hand, interrupting Erin mid-sentence. “Oh, I know you’re not the attacker. You’re simply not capable of that advanced magic.” She leaned forward, lacing her fingers together. “The problem is that everyone now believes you are, and I have really no way to prove that you are innocent.”
“Shouldn’t you have to prove I’m guilty?” Erin asked, shaking her head.
“It’s the perception of your guilt that’s important, dear. No one has ever cared about the facts. What they want is a story.” She smiled, but the expression didn’t reflect in her eyes. “If this continues onward, I will be left with no choice but to move forward with your expulsion.”
“…” A few breaths of silence hung in the air as they both processed the implications of that statement. Finally Erin broke it, throwing her head back and laughing loudly. She laughed for a while, unrestrained, until she finally caught her breath, wiping tears from her eyes.
“What, may I ask, do you find so funny about this situation?” The headmistress’s voice was cold.
“I just thought about what my father’s reaction will be to his only child be expelled.” She chuckled again. “I am the only black spot on his otherwise perfect reputation. He is going to lose his mind when he hears this.”
Lady Belanna lost it. “I can’t believe you would find that amusing!” She stood up, her face red. “Your father has given you everything, you ungrateful brat, and all you have done is caused him trouble!” At those spiteful words she seemed to catch herself, and realizing that her mask was slipping, carefully tried to rearrange it into a pleasant expression once again.
“I’m sorry, Éirinne. I’m not angry, I’m just worried about your future.” She sat back down with a sigh. “Why don’t I contact your father? Between the two of us, I bet we can get this nasty rumor business all sorted out. You shouldn’t have to suffer like this, dear.”
Erin stood up herself with a calm smile, startling the older woman. “I’m not suffering at all, Headmistress. I know that in the end, the truth will win out. So thank you for the offer, but I don’t need your help, or my father’s.” She turned towards the door, pretending not to notice when the chair arm that Lady Belanna was grasping cracked in her grip. “I’ll see myself out.”
With that, she left the office, feeling satisfied for the first time since Wilhemina called her out in the assembly.
“Erin!” 
Hearing her name called out by a familiar voice as she left the administrative building, Erin paused and turned to face them.
“Olivia. How have you been?” Her tone was bland, her face blank. She had barely seen the other girl since the student assembly. Despite sitting near each other in class, they hadn’t spoken or spent any time together since her harassment started.
Olivia stood in front of her, looking exhausted and worn down. Erin looked in her eyes and was startled to see unshed tears hovering there.
“Look, Erin, I know I’ve been a terrible friend. I should have been there for you… but…” The girl trailed off miserably.
“I understand you have your own issues, and you have to prioritize your family and scholarship over my troubles. I would have never wanted you to hurt yourself trying to stand by me.” Erin spoke slowly, trying to reign in her temper. “But I can’t lie and say it didn’t hurt to see you ignore me. I mean, we share a dorm suite and I still haven’t seen you in days. Where have you even been sleeping?”
Olivia shook her head. “I saw you leaving the Headmistress’s office. Are you in trouble?”
“You should have seen it.” Erin grinned. “She tried to pressure me to depend on her and my father, using vague threats without a shred of evidence. Her face when I turned her down was priceless.”
“… Why did you turn her down?” the question was asked so quietly, Erin almost couldn’t hear it. 
Even when she realized what had been asked, she didn’t believe she had heard right. They had been friends for years. Although Olivia didn’t know the specifics about her family situation, she knew that her father hated her, and that Lady Belanna wanted to use her to get in her father’s good graces. Just that alone should have prevented her from asking this.
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.” Erin’s voice was cold, and Olivia shuddered visibly and shrank back. But seeming to find some hidden determination, she met Erin’s eyes again and pushed forward.
“You have to think practically! You could get expelled! Is it really that big of a deal to depend on people, even if you don’t like them?”
Seeing Erin’s stony face and obviously realizing she wasn’t getting anywhere, Olivia sighed and continued. “This isn’t even why I was trying to talk to you. I wanted to warn you.”
Erin raised an eyebrow. “Warn me?”
“Yes. I didn’t want to say anything because he seemed so nice and liked you and everything, but you need to be careful around Gerald.”
“…” Erin stared at Olivia in shock.
“Look, the timing of the attacks is just too coincidental. They started right after he got here! How much do we really know about him anyways?” She trailed off again, realizing that Erin’s expression was growing more and more angry.
“And why do you think he would be stealing powers from other students?” Erin struggled to keep her voice calm. “He has level 5 insight, level 4 water and earth abilities. How would he benefit from stealing powers that were weaker than what he currently has?”
Olivia hesitated, before reaching out to grasp Erin’s hand. “What if he’s doing it for you? He may be planning to transfer their abilities to you, to help you get stronger…”
Erin stared at Olivia. She considered telling her the truth… that she wasn’t weak, that there was no reason for him to bestow powers onto her. But in the end she stopped herself, pulling her hand away from her friend’s grasp.
“I’m sorry, but you’re wrong about him.”
“Erin…” Olivia sounded like she was about to cry.
“I have to go.” With that, Erin turned around and walked away, refusing to look back.
Erin spent the night in her dorm room, thinking things over carefully. Everything was happening too quickly. She briefly thought over Olivia’s accusations before brushing them aside, unwilling to exam too closely why even the idea of it made her heart hurt. Closing her eyes and sighing, she leaned back in her bed. 
I need help.
 She turned the silver ring on her finger, and whispered the incantation to activate the artifact her aunt had given her.
-This had better be an emergency, Erin.
Aunt Elsinore’s voice sounded in her ear, the irritable tone strangely comforting.
“I’m sorry, but honestly, I don’t know who else to talk to.” Erin felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, and absentmindedly wiped them away.
 -… What the heck is going on? Do I need to kill someone?
With a quiet laugh, Erin detailed all of the attacks that had been going on, including the accusations against her and Gerald, as well as Lady Belanna’s offer.
-That stupid girl is still lusting after the devil while thinking he’s an angel.
Aunt Elsinore was nothing if not blunt.
- You were right to stay far away from her and your father. As for these attacks… it’s very strange.
“What is?”
- Procurement is a top-secret ability, much like my restriction. It is a variant of the spiritual reinforcement power combined with a healing ability, but instead of strengthening the ability in question; it cuts it off at the source and heals off the connection, as if the person in question had never had the ability to begin with.
Erin frowned, getting more frustrated. “Who would be able to do something like this?”
- They would have to have high up connections in the government. I don’t know the magic user, their identity is hidden much my own, but whoever it is produces artifacts that can be activated to steal abilities.
Her voice was cynical.
- It’s supposed to be used as a military grade weapon. For the artifacts to appear at a school… whoever it is has some serious backing.
“Can the victim’s powers be restored?”
- If you get your hands on the artifact used to steal the powers in the first place, they can be used to reverse the process. 
Erin sighed with relief. “Well at least that’s something.” She rubbed her face, exhausted. “Now I just have to figure out who is doing this… and why.”
-There’s not much I can do to help you…
Her Aunt hesitated, before speaking in a much sterner tone.
- Erin, What have you done to the restriction spell?
Erin’s eyes snapped open, confused. “What do you mean?” 
-It’s cracking, coming apart at the seams. I don’t know what foolishness you’ve been up to, but stop it. If you break the spell forcibly, the backlash could kill you. 
“Why don’t you just remove it then?” She threw up her hands in frustration, forgetting that her aunt couldn’t see the gesture.
-If I remove it, I won’t be able to fully seal your powers again like I did when you were thirteen. You will lose your advantage when it comes time to kill your father.
Aunt Elsinore’s voice sighed quietly.
-Just be careful, and let the spell do its work. I’ll do some research, I may be able to repair the spell somewhat. I’ll contact you soon.
 With that, her aunt’s presence was gone. She was alone once again.
Unable to sleep, she went outside for a walk. Despite it being dark out, Erin couldn’t find it within herself to feel nervous.
After all, she reasoned with herself, right now they’re successfully blaming me for all this, it would be counterproductive to attack me right now.
Despite this, she was fairly distracted, keeping her head down and walking forward… only to run straight into someone’s chest.
“Fancy meeting you here.” A cheerful greeting immediately slowed down her racing heart rate.
“Gerald.” She looked up at him with a smile, before glancing around. “What are you doing here so late?”
“I heard about you getting called to the Headmistress’s office, and I was worried.” He shrugged. “So I snuck over to make sure you were okay.”
“I’m…” Erin tried to force out the word “okay”, but it stuck in her throat. 
Distressed she looked away, and so was surprised when a pair of arms surrounded her, pulling her into a gentle hug.
“You don’t have to be fine, Erin. You’re allowed to be not okay after all this.” Gerald spoke quietly, his breath warm against the top of her head.
“I hate this.” She whispered back, “I’m angry, and I want to hurt whoever is doing this.”
He chuckled in response. “I’ll help you hold them down and you can beat them up.” He straightened up, slowly letting go of Erin, and giving her a wide smile when she made a reluctant face at the parting as well.
“Okay, I’m going to change the subject, before my brain fries from excitement.” He took a deep breath, looking away, a light flush coloring the tips of his ears. “What happened this afternoon?”
Erin summarized her encounters with the headmistress and her aunt, but left out Olivia and her accusations. She felt bad, but didn’t want him to dislike her best friend for some poorly chosen comments.
He nodded with satisfaction as she described turning down the headmistress. “Good. She’s super creepy and staying away from her seems like a strong plan. As for what your aunt said…”
He then hesitated. “Erin, I have to confess something.”
Erin balked, her face draining of blood. Please don’t let it be…
Gerald saw her expression and held his hands up quickly. “No! Nothing terrible… it’s just…” He ran his hand through his hair, obviously uncomfortable. “It’s just… I may know who is behind this.”
Erin reached out, grabbing his arm. “Who?!”
“It’s not that simple.” He shook his head. “I only have suspicions, not evidence, and I think there’s something bigger going on behind the scenes. What your aunt said about the culprit having high up government connections confirms that.” 
He pulled away, reaching inside his pocket and pulling out two packages.
“I have to confirm one last thing, and then I promise I’ll lay all my cards out on the table, and we’ll talk this through. I just don’t want to accuse the wrong person and hurt someone. But just in case, I want you to take these:”
He opened the first package, pulling out a simple gold chain necklace with a red stone.
Erin reached out, but then hesitated to touch it. “It’s an artifact?”
Gerald grinned. “It’s a level 5 insight type artifact, you don’t have to worry about it crumbling to dust when you touch it.”
“Okay.” She took it from him, looked at it a moment, then placed it around her neck. “What is it for?”
“It has a tracking ability.” He gently tapped the red stone on the chain. “It has a drop of my blood used in the forging of it. If you activate it, you should be able to find me, no matter where I am.”
Erin frowned. “Why should I…”
“If you need me, you can reach me.” His grin was rueful. “I can’t make communication artifacts, this is the best I can do.”
“Fine.” She looked at the cloth package still in his hand. “What’s that?”
“This?” He hesitated, weighing it in his hand for a moment. “This is just the level 2 wind artifact that I owe Olivia. You know, the one i tossed you that was accidentally destroyed? I had it made in town, but haven’t had a chance to give it to her. If you see her, can you make sure she gets it?”
Erin thought about refusing, saying that Gerald should give it to her himself, but remembering the other girl’s accusations earlier, decided against it. “I can’t touch this one, though, with my wind abilities, it will immediately self destruct.”
“You’ll be fine if you keep it in the cloth.” With that he handed it to her and sighed, seemingly relieved.
“I’m going to go do my best, please promise me no matter what that you’ll take care of yourself.”
Why did this seem like a final goodbye?
Worried, Erin reached out to grab his hand, but Gerald simply took it, bowed, and gave a light kiss to the back of her hand before stepping away.
“Gerald…” She couldn’t conceal the anxiety she felt, but he only smiled in response.
He paused, and then spoke once more. “The last student who was attacked... She had grade 4 wind magic. You should know this, just in case.”
“What do you…?”
“Goodbye, Erin.”
With that, he turned and strode away, leaving Erin alone on the walkway. She stared at his back, a dark sense of foreboding welling up within her.
He’ll be okay. She told herself. He has to be.
Except he wasn’t. The next day, he didn’t show up to theory class, to practical studies, or anywhere else on campus. He was gone. 
Erin wandered around the pathways, as the sun was setting.  Moving away from the other students, she looked around trying to find a place where she could be alone.
“Erin? What are you doing here?” 
It was Olivia again.
“I’m looking for Gerald, have you seen him?” Erin was distracted, barely noticing when the other girl flinched slightly at his name.
“No, Erin I thought I told you to stay away…”
“Nevermind then I’ll keep looking.” Distraught, she looked around helplessly.
Where could he be?
Wait… the artifact! She remembered that Gerald had given her the necklace to track him down. Had he predicted something like this would happen?
That reminded her.
“By the way, this is for you.” She tossed the cloth covered wind artifact over to Olivia, who caught it. A curious expression on her face, she unwrapped the pendant…
Only to have it dissolve into dust in her hands.
“Erin?” Olivia’s voice was strangely flat.  “What was that? An artifact?”
“It was the replacement…” Erin trailed off, confused. It was a level 2 wind artifact… why would it self-destruct in Olivia’s hands? She had level 2 wind powers, at the same level of ability or lower, it should have been fine…
Unless…
 She thought about what Gerald had told her, right before he said goodbye.
“The last student who was attacked... She had grade 4 wind magic. You should know this, just in case.”
 She had gained abilities from someone else.
“Olivia…?” Erin’s voice cracked on the name, her hands trembling so badly she gripped them together. “What have you done?”
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