#but he’s still a fruitloop lol

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Hey ya'll! Another au I thought up lol.

So this is gonna be another Half King au with immortal Danny and Vlad lol.

Danny got the Crown of Fire, which changed to more icey blue cool flames than green and Vlad got the Ring of Rage.

ANYWHO.

Danny and Vlad split the zone into two part (not literally), with Danny ruling over one half and Vlad the other. Because they have equal power, they can also make decisions regarding the others territory but they have an agreement to not mess with each other's shit unless its actually important.

Then Vlad gets summoned to a different dimension for whatever who summoned him wanted, to which he then decides to stay because what the summoner wanted would take a few years.

To which he then decided to take a vacation and tell no one about it.

So Danny, after a couple hundred years of Vlad's mysterious disappearance. He's told by Clockwork that now he has to go find him, to which Danny asked why since he didn't need to go looking hundreds of years earlier.

To which Clockwork smiles, points him in the direction, and tells him to go looking.

Danny grumbles, but he goes.

But for whatever reason he himself cannot enter the portal, he doesn't know why, but something is blocking him from entering.

The ghosts are a different matter.

So, using the far back knowledge from when he stilled visited earth, he came up with a plan to bypass whatever is blocking him and walk the planet on the other side.

What better than a cult?

So he sends a few ghosts through to discreetly plant some 'tomes' about the Ghost King, specifically the one who wears the crown, and now he just has to wait.

Meanwhile, Vlad:

Honestly, he's been enjoying his vacation a whole lot, he left the world he was originally summoned too after he was done and kinda floated aimlessly around in space before coming upon earth and decided why not.

So now here he is 450 years later, firmly cemented in the business world with a company with 450 years of rich history past down to each heir of the family who, funnily enough, were each named a variation of Vlad.

Vladmir, Vladicus, Vladalia, etc.

Obviously just him in different looks but eh no one knows.

Anywho, now he's attending a Gala held by one Lex Luthor and honestly, he was just pretty bored.

He doesn't need to really attend, and he has his money bet on Luthor not wanting him to attend, but he does get a kick outta annoying the hell out of that baldie any day of the week.

Meanwhile Danny, a few months earlier:

So his planned worked, because of course it would. TV tropes always work.

There he was, clothed in his kingly garments, his crown made sure to be the very cool and powerful looking version of his ice flames and his face stony and cold.

He did all of this expecting that he had to set a powerful image for the cultists so they would actually listen to him properly and not question him when he got to the other side.

Only to be met with a ridiculous sight.

What he thinks were the cultists getting their asses handed to them by.... very brightly dressed individuals in spandex and...

Is that a British guy smoking while flinging about magic?

Now, he doesn't judge, especially when he's already lived for more than a hundred years.

But what the absolute ever loving fruitloop.

He may or not may not have stood there with his arms crossed under his chest, his cold expression turned deadpan while he watched the people he was going to give an introduction to get their asses beat for a good few minutes.

A pity, he worked on that introduction in case he ever got summoned too.

When what were obviously superheroes finished up and turned to greet him, he maaaaay have floated up to have the height advantage on them.

Look, its not his fault he has the body of a teenager and honestly they should really shorten themselves down and stop being so tall already.

So he asked them if they've seen another ghost king, you know. Blue skin, red eyes, vampiric teeth?

By the reaction he would have to say no.

He already knows that Vlad is somewhere on this planet so he just, leaves, and goes to find him.

It was only until a few days later did he think that it might've helped if he gave a name instead of Fruitloop.

Meanwhile at the gala in present time:

Vlad was having a grand old time, as always Luthor really knew what food and which drinks would be best for his parties and honestly, that's just a bonus.

What he's really here for is the subtle reactions Lex Luthor gives him when he's trying to hold himself together.

It's always fun when that happens.

He met with Brucie Wayne (who he surprisingly never met yet.), had a good laugh, maybe made a new friend. Said hi to that reporter that's at Luthor's events like half the time- Clark Kent if he remembered correctly.

Met a woman named Diana Prince, had a good conversation with her, and mingled with a few other people.

He also saw a British guy that smoked like no tomorrow, not that he judged. May or may not have sneaked him some another pack.

Isn't he just so nice today?

So there he was, enjoying his time as he usually did. Until he felt the familiar cold presence that he hasn't felt for a good while.

Damn. Guess that means his vacation is up now.

Got some pretty strong whiskey, poured himself a glass, idly drank it and waited for the show to begin.

And just as he thought, there Phantom appeared, floating over everyone as he looked down on them as if they were barely worth his attention.

They then locked eyes.

"Found you." Danny said, ignoring the confused people underneath him. To which Vlad gulped down his drink in one go, poured himself another glass, took a sip and smiled.

"Hello to you too, little badger."

#dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #Half king Danny and Half king Vlad hc #Sue me I like it #ANYWAYS #Vlad left for a vacation and told no one #Then it became Danny's problem #the JL when they go to a gala to scout if Luthor has any new plans #Only to find the Ghost King they were already looking into #And then seeing him greet Vlad Masters #and find he's the other Ghost King the other one spoke about. #They think he possessed/haunted the Master bloodline for years lol

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Now that I got my shame back, would it be possible to see a recreation of Frost asking Pitch to collar him but for Pompous Pep? Just the way Jack goes "take control of me" has me weak 😭 These two ships have taken control of my life lol

I think @gilly-moon wrote the Blackice control thing! But I can certainly give it a shot! Lord knows I haven't written enough pompep in my life...

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Was it sad that his safe haven these days was at Vlad's manor? Maybe.

Maybe to his friends, he was still enemies with the old fruitloop. And maybe to his parents, he and Vlad had reconciled enough for Danny to stay with him every now and then while he was at college. And maybe his sister was the only person who hinted at even knowing what might be going on between the two of them, and maybe Danny's silence on the matter was enough to get her to back off with a gentle, "Just be safe, Danny."

He didn't need any of them to know, didn't need their constant opinions and concerns and well-intentioned criticisms that drove him up a wall and made him question the what-ifs that was his life. The whole point of moving to Wisconsin was to get away from all that; to break away from his parents' unknowing threats, from Jazz's overbearing worry, and from Tucker and Sam throwing their unwanted input around when Danny needed to vent. He was so tired of it.

And if Vlad Masters was the only person in the entire world with a room to spare and an ear to listen, the only other person who knew what it was like to face the temptation that came almost as a side effect from having ghost powers, then Danny was willing to lock their past away - to keep it there, only to revisit with quiet laughter between them at the stupid antics they got up to.

So what if Vlad was still a morally dubious prick? At least he was honest about it. And honestly, ever since Danny started hanging out with him the older halfa had calmed down some. He was lonely, and if Danny provided even a fraction of companionship then Vlad wasn't so focused on his schemes. And so what that he used to have the hots for his mom? The man had had nothing but twenty years to stew in anger and isolation and pain, nothing to focus on but perceived slights against him, his world and memories twisted until they were unrecognizable by the reality he actually lived in. He was no longer interested in Maddie Fenton, especially now that Danny - whose company had become his new obsession - was actively spending time with him. And so what if Vlad had tried to kill his dad? Jack Fenton was resilient, and despite what his parents said about Phantom, Danny would never allow harm to come to them. And anyway, Vlad had stopped those schemes when Danny had asked, in exchange for more of his company.

Danny flew over Madison at top speed, the buildings blurring as his eyes watered. Frustration buzzed under his skin, his suit feeling too restrictive, but at the same time he felt he would unravel if it wasn't there to confine him. Wind blew harshly in his face, the smells and sounds of the countryside assaulting his senses, and Danny grit his teeth. A single tear dripped from his eye, picked up and carried off on the wind, and Danny flew faster.

He made it to Vlad's manor in record time, phasing through the roof and feeling his ghost sense go off long enough to register that Vlad was home somewhere in the house. He didn't think about that. Danny phased through walls and floors until he finally found a familiar bedroom, and he barely slowed his momentum until he crashed in an overly large bed, the mattress cushioning his fall as he turned back into Danny Fenton, his face pressed hard into a pillow that smelled of spice and cinnamon, and he screamed.

He screamed and screamed until his voice croaked and his throat went dry. Tears soaked into the fabric of the pillow, and when Danny finally stopped screaming, the scent of it soothed some semblance of calm into his over-tired mind. His shoulders shook with the effort of holding back his sobs, his skin still buzzing like there was one big itch just under the surface of his being he couldn't quite scratch. He lifted his head off the pillow just enough to slam back down and let out another short scream.

There was a hand on his shoulder. It was big and warm, and Danny jumped where he lay, whipping his head over his shoulder to stare at Vlad with blurry vision. He couldn't quite make out the details of his face, but a another warm hand reached for him, pressing gently to his face. A thumb rubbed the soft skin under his eye, wiping away the tear tracks that lingered. Danny closed his eyes, leaning into that comforting touch. More tears gathered in his eyes, and he bit his lip.

"Daniel, what's wrong?" Vlad asked, worry coating his words. Danny broke away from his hold, unable to meet his gaze. He pressed his face back in the pillow. A warm, stifling heat pressed along the length of his side, Danny inhaling a shaky breath and tasting cinnamon on his tongue. A hand combed through his hair. "Talk to me, little badger, please. What's going on? What happened?"

Vlad's voice was like silk in his ear, impossibly soft and soothing, and Danny whined. He hated the concern in his tone, hated that it was him who put it there.

He sniffed. "It's nothing, Vlad..." he grumbled into the pillow, voice muffled. "Just stress."

The hand stopped petting. Danny whined quietly, and the hand in his hair tightened just so, pulling a little.

"This is not 'just stress,' badger," Vlad stated. "Stress leaves you ranting and pacing around the room, not crying and shaking in my bed. That's supposed to be my job, by the way."

Danny snorted around a watery laugh. He turned his head enough to peek a bleary blue eye up at the man, blinking rapidly to clear his vision so he could see the worried crease to Vlad's brow. Vlad tugged his hair again, then soothed his scalp with hot fingers.

"Talk to me, Daniel," Vlad murmured. He lay his head next to Danny's on the pillow, pressing his brow Danny's. "What happened?"

Danny sniffed again. He squeezed his eyes shut, considered burying his face again and brushing off Vlad's concern with another "It's nothing." Instead, he pressed his face harder to Vlad's until the man's hand tightened once more in his hair and pulled, tugging him away so Vlad could look at him properly again.

"It's..." Danny sniffed again, voice quiet and hoarse, "Sam and Tucker. They know."

Vlad sucked in a breath and Danny opened his eyes slowly. He watched as Vlad closed his own eyes, took a deep breath before opening again. There was a dangerous calm to him, the kind that made Danny's skin itch and his ghostly core thrum.

"How did they find out?" asked Vlad. The concern was still there, hidden under a layer of barely restrained anger and rising frustration of his own. He tugged Danny's hair, and Danny whined.

Danny swallowed thickly. "I... I told them..." Vlad's eyes narrowed at him. He pulled hard enough on Danny's hair that the younger halfa whined pitifully as he was forced out of the pillow and onto his side.

"I thought you wanted to keep this from them?" Vlad mused, an edge to his tone making Danny's blood rush to his face. "Wasn't it you who said they wouldn't understand? That it was none of their business what we do together?"

"I-It was an accident!" Danny rushed to explain. His head was jerked back in warning and he whined again. "I didn't mean to tell them, not without talking to you first! It just... it slipped out! They were going on and on about checking in on you, about investigating your next big evil plan or some shit, and I was getting tired of going in circles with them! I told them you weren't like that anymore, that I've been visiting some days and we were getting along now, but they wouldn't listen!" The tears were back in Danny's eyes. Vlad tugged his head back until Danny was forced to roll on his back, Vlad sitting up to straddle his legs as Danny gasped around a sob. "They- they never listen! They think y-you're brain-washing me or something." Vlad let go of his hair, moving his hand to Danny's cheek to wipe away his tears. Danny hiccuped. "They d-don't know what it's like l-living like this, they don't get it- You're not that person anymore! You're not evil, you're not scheming, you're just-" Danny gasped, barely taking a breath as more tears trailed down his face.

Vlad gently brushed his fingers down Danny's cheek, trailing fire in their wake, over his jaw down to his neck. His burning hand wrapped around Danny's throat, thumb pressed threateningly over a pulse point. Danny sucked in a breath, the loose hold providing some sense of stability to his shattered heart, quieting some of the screaming in his head. Vlad rubbed the spot under his thumb gently.

"I'm what, Daniel?" he asked gently, deep blue eyes soft and loving as he stared down at the boy under him. Danny brought a hand up, wrapping chilly fingers around Vlad's wrist, forcing him to add just that much more pressure on Danny's neck so he could only wheeze.

"Mine..." Danny hissed. Vlad's pupils dilated at the words, bleeding purple as the red of his ghost form tried to break through. Danny tightened his grip on Vlad's wrist. "You're mine. You can't be mine if you're scheming."

Vlad hunched over him, leaning down until their noses brushed and his hot breath fanned Danny's face on a shaky exhale. The pressure on Danny's neck had spots dancing in the corners of his vision, Danny reflexively trying to gulp down air but only gasping brokenly as nothing reached his airways. Vlad's face lit up with a green glow, Danny barely catching sight of his hair growing grey, then white as his breathing was cut off completely.

"All yours..." Vlad murmured against his lips, equal parts gentle and rapturous. He kissed Danny at the same time as he released his throat, and Danny gasped brokenly into this mouth, his mind going fuzzy as teeth captured his lip, soon soothed by a burning tongue. He kissed back just as fervently, clutching at broad shoulders, pulling Vlad further down onto him so the man blanketed him entirely, his weight pressing Danny fully into the bed and warm, so very warm. Tears pricked the corner of his eyes. Vlad pulled away, only enough so that their lips brushed as he spoke. "What do you need, Daniel? What can I do for you?"

Danny choked back another sob. "I... I need to- to not think. Please, I want to- I don't want to think anymore..."

Vlad kissed him again, long and slow and sweet. When he pulled away again, he sat up, a collar in his hands. He held it up to Danny, brow quirked slightly, and Danny nodded. He lifted his head, allowing the older halfa to wrap the collar around him, the soft leather providing the perfect amount of pressure to keep Danny from feeling like he was going to unravel. He sighed, relaxing back into the bed. He gazed up at Vlad with heavy eyes.

Vlad leaned back over him, running his big hand over the collar, brushing the edge of Danny's jaw. "So lovely..." he murmured sweetly. Danny exhaled a shaky breath. Vlad gave him a little smirk. "Now be a good boy for me, badger."

Danny was more than happy to listen to him.

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So i had this dream…and decided to sketch and write a fic about it lol

Danny was wearing this orange suit, Jack and Vlad were merged and Maddie was…chill? I didn’t draw it but Danielle was a baby lol.

Anyways the fic is pretty much the same as my dream, i didn’t change much.

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When Dan had appeared upper-waist only through a portal and snatched Danny, he had been chilling with Sam and Tucker on his bed.

As soon as he glimpsed flaming white hair, Danny tugged at his core to transform. 'How did he escape the thermos?! Oh God, Dan probably wanted revenge and is going to lock me up, so he can kill my loved ones-“

With that thought, Danny couldn't help his shallow breathing and prickling eyes. Sam and Tucker's yells resounded as he was pulled through a portal, claws holding onto his stomach.

As soon as they were through the portal, Danny went intangible to get out of Dan's hold and flew away, back hitting a wall, eyes trained on Dan.

"Oh, dear...he's trembling, what did you do?!" Spoke a young, feminine voice. It sounded a bit like his mom, especially when scolding Fruitloop.

“Nothing, Mads!” Dan defended and- did Dan sound like he didn’t smoke 30 packs a day?

"???" Danny uttered, breathing audible.

"How in the butter biscuits did you make that sound?" Dan's eyes widened incredulously at him, brows furrowed.

'The Zone? When did Dan start saying 'butter biscuits'? Agh, Dan is other me and Vlad merged, whatever,'

"Listen, you're Invis-o-bill, right?" he woman spoke aga- yeah no thats his mom but also...not? Very Elequoent, Danny.

"I-", Danny took in a sharp breath, still eyeing Dan warily, "The press gave me that name. Phantom, actually,"

He hated how shaky he sounded. He defeated Dan, he can do it again. But...some things aren't adding up. He needed answers.

Dan looks different, and is wearing a tight shirt. The woman is real, he can hear her heartbeat. Yet, she precisely looks like his mom a few years ago.

"Sorry, Phantom. We need your help. Our daughter's gone missing," Not mom, replied with a soft tone.

"DAUGHTER?!" Danny shrieked, as his eyes widened, bouncing between Dan and Not mom. Oh God, is this the timeline you abandoned

(Not?) Dan shut his eyes as he rubbed his temple, "We're wasting time, Danielle is missing and I had to use the Fenton Location-Snatcher to grab you. We figured you could help us since I suck at my ghost powers,"

Yeah, no. That's not Dan. At least, not the one (thankfully) locked up in the thermos at Clockwork's tower. Dan spoke like Vlad i.e. like a rich bitch, and his eyes only conveyed the desire to see the world burn. This is an alternate dimension, then.

“Who are you?” Danny questioned albeit roughly.

“I’m Maddison Fenton,” Maddison cheerfully began, “And this…is…hm, we haven’t thought up of a name for you, huh?”

“I’m…Vlad? Jack? Vlack? Ugh, ignore the last one,” Jald, Danny decided.

Danny snorted, "Why not? Jald, Bald. If a strong breeze comes by, your hair would be put out, you would be bald, Jald,"

Maddison chortled behind her hand, Jald’s eyelid twitching in response.

“I’ll help you,” Danny floated closer to Maddison, “i’m not from this dimension, by the way,” he said offhandedly.

Getting closer was a mistake, as Maddison grabbed his arm and pulled him closer, “The Fenton Location-Snatcher can do that?!”

Danny leaned back, “Yeah, if it’s the same one as mine, which I destroyed for good reason,”

A lout boom! resounded, shaking the room. Jald and Maddie made eye contact as they let out a loud "DANIELLE!"

Danny grabbed them both, turning intangible to fly towards the sound.

When Nasty Burger came into view, Danny glanced briefly at Jald. He faltered slightly but shook his head and kept going.

Maddison gasped as she pointed at the ground, "There she is! She's gotten control of the condiments!"

Jald shook his head, "Thats why people were covered in red, yellow and that weird beige,"

Danny landed the three as they dodged flying splatters. As soon as they touched down, he brought up a weak ecto-shield over them.

"Neat," Jald commented with an unreadable expression.

"Danielle!" Maddison cried out in relief as a...baby? came into view?

Danny blinked in slight fear as his shield began to crack, how strong was this literal baby?!

"Shield's gonna break," Danny warned, "Can you get her to stop her battalion of condiments?"

“Danielle, look here!” Maddison cooed. It got baby Danielle to stop momentarily and search for her. Jald went intangible through the shield and snatched her.

“Surrogate ghost children will be fun, they lied. Give it a try, you won’t get attached and can give ‘em back, they lied,” Jald muttered in annoyance.

‘I should take pics, Elle would hate it when she sees them,’ Danny mused with a smirk.

He took down his shield, gazing around at the damage. Damn…if this is what baby Danielle did with condiments; what were his post-battles like?

Danny frowned as he caught his reflection in a broken window. Why is…his suit is black and orange like dad’s? His facial features are softer too…? What-?

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Danny gasped as he sat upright in his bed. He threw the covers off and ran to his mirror, pulling at his core a bit too harshly as the rings washed over. He had to check…!

Danny sighed as his reflection stared back wearily.

Going invisible, he went intangible through the walls and reached his parents room.

He broke out another sigh of relief, just his mom and dad sleeping in their hazmat suits. There’s an OSHA violation or something with that…

Should he visit Clockwork and check the thermos? It was just a terrible nightmare but…

…Ugh, what did Jazz say about needing to check everything? That ‘He needs to be satisfied with partial confirmation, that is by proxy full confirmation’?

Whatever, he’ll just go back to sleep. He has school tomorrow.

Danny laid back, after de-transforming, gazing at the glow-in-the-dark stars. They’re accurate to the real constellations, thank you very much.

He slept soundly.

For a total of 10 seconds.

“Wake up, Space Cadet! It’s time for training at the academy! Wake up Space Cadet-“

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So we are entered in 2 tests for tomorrow and... this week he has been so bad lol.

Last week when I rode him he ducked behind the bit and legit plonked himself in rollkur and would not lift up so that was fun. Probably could have lifted him by thinking of the passagey trot feeling but I got flustered and just went Head! Up! Instead of thinking about the back end to then lift the head up so... my bad.

Then this last week he had one super chewy day on Sunday- couldn't get out there on Friday or Saturday because the bridge flooded AGAIN so that seriously ate into my comp prep. Then Monday it was his first ride under lights thanks to no more daylight savings and as per usual when he's getting used to the lights, was an absolute fruitloop. Justin had to get on in his shorts and gumboots lmao and try to fix him, but he was even an arse for him (Which was a bit validating but mostly annoying lol). The shying caused the mouth which caused the won't trot will just piaffe passage.

Next ride was under lights again so justin got on him first just to check all was in order and lol that was dreamy. Mouth wasn't perfect but was much better.

Next ride was better again but we still had out moments... had to ride him so, so forward. Which makes it really difficult to get the time for the lateral movements. Kinda got the canter transitions when I did my happy preparation aka trot figure 8 simple changes, then after he's clued on, walk figure 8 simple changes, to get him kinda predicting but it boosts my confidence lol.

So today, he was ok but just again had to ride him so forward and it's hard to get quality laterals out of him when he isn't waiting for me. Had the opposite problem than we had the other week, now it was him wanting to come up which then allowed the passage. Anyway worked on that and we kinda got most of the 4c out of the way by the end, but again the laterals were very average. Walk to canter transition is the most hairy, and we essentially went with cant give the reins fully in the extension and cant pick them up fully for the upward transition. Which is super fun when you canter in the corner then turn down the centreline immediately. Yay. It got a bit better by the end, because I did a trot transition in that spot and then went back to do walk transitions and repeated them a bit. Will it translate to the comp arena... who knows.

I figure I'll go, warm up, and if it's horrible I'll scratch. Or start and then retire. And then probably try again for test 2 (the easier test even though it's supposedly the hardest medium) and see.

Warm up plan is just lots of canter transitions and lots of bending. I know the changes are fine, the canter transition and half pass is just the question. Extensions are his forte, shoulder ins shouldn't be a problem provided the mouth is good. Just the Renvers, half passes and the canter transition. And maybe the give of the reins over the centreline, depending on how we're feeling. Oh and the freaking reinback and probably the whole walk tour.

On the plus side, he is usually better when he's out. More listening. So fingers crossed for a good brain and a good contact. If so then we'll be ok. Provided I don't have an anxiety attack about avoiding other horse's in tb4 warm-up. Rip.

My little annotations for the tests:

4b

Passage trot feeling down the centreline to keep him w me

Right leg in the halt on to stop him moving quarters that way. Salute right hand (non whip) Pause for a sec before salute to let him readjust his left foreleg.

Passagey trot feeling for centreline

TURN RIGHT all Bs are right

Legs ON for the extension. Depending on the mouth either give up or give down. Lol.

Passagy trot for the downward transition

Not too hard on the left si or it will be 4 tracks

Straighten BEFORE b/e so doing renvers by (if not a stride before) the marker. Turn the shoulders a step MORE in when swapping the bend (change angle from 30 to 40 degrees). Leg BACK and on more than I think, inside hand up

Legs ON for the extension to suck me in, passagey trot before and after (transition mark here)

Right si slightly straighter almost thinking renvers to get the shoulders and angle.

Transition to renvers before marker again. Turn shoulders in for anglr DEFINITELY on this side. Leg back and S p u r cos no whip and weak side.

Let the walk be slow

Shoulder in a step before piro, consciously walk a small circle, keep inside leg on and inside hand up

Extension walk let him out a bit but not too much, let curb rein out a lot cos incapable of gathering separately at speed. Dont forget to actually ask him down. But don't separate hands too much cos painful to get back.

Aim for the track 1.5m BEFORE V/P. Shorten reins BEFORE hit the track.

WALK HALF A METRE OFF THE TRACK. Give room to bend.

Let him be longer for the transition. Lean back, hold the front and leg esp inside ON if he does anything stupid in the transition.

LEG YIELD the first few steps to stop him pissing off down the cl then add the bend and make it a half pass. If it feels like enough then add more outside aids and flexion and repeat. Look at B. Get to the track 1-2 strides before R.

Old outside leg stays back and straighten, 1 2 3 change, GO STRAIGHT afterward. Transition should be halfway between r and m

Hands UP for the medium canter, trust him

COLLLECT think piro canter then forward inside leg

Don't forget to turn down the stinking centreline

Leg yield a step if necessary. Start a stride later and finish a stride earlier than the markers. MORE OUTSIDE aids. Foward. Flexion. Repeat.

Be on his case for dropping out, forward, keep the outside leg back. Straight afterward.

DONT FORGET THE FUCKING CIRCLE

Hands to his ears, if my arms feel dead straight they probably still aren't but it won't be terrible

SIT before the extension, hands up, COLLLLECT piro canter to come back then forward, collect collect. Trot trans is at L aka between v and p NOT at D. Passagey trot, don't be afraid to touch the mouth here. Halt at I not G. Right leg on, wait a sec before halting.

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4C - we haven't practiced this one nearly as much cos of the last week being shocking but oh well

Passage trot on CL

Same shit w halt

Turn L.E.F.T

Legs ON suck self in for the mediums

Renver feeling for right si

Half circles- LOOK AT A, make it 10m not 9. Straight a second longer before turning to second half circle. Shoulder in on second half circle. Nose to H. More outside aids, more spur, more flexion, more bend ALL of it.

Track RIGHT

Passagey trot in corner collect and spring (transition mark), suck self in, passagey trot for downward trans and around the corner

Legs back, an aid for each step. Keep inside leg slightly on more so stays straight. One two three FOUR-ward. Has to GO. And round.

Careful for 3 tracks not 4 for left si. LOOK AT A, make it 10 not 11. Slight si on second half circle, look at corner and bend and outside aids

Walk as coming into the corner, let it be slow! And round.

Shoulder in a step, make it a circle, don't think on the spot. Let the walk be slow. Repeat.

Release reins a sec before the letter then release curb again. Ask him down. Aim for before the next letter. Pick him up at QLish, well before the track.

dont pick him up fully

Walk half a metre IN off the track. Lean back hold the front and add inside leg if anything goes haywire. Keep asking if it's the passage. Kick with inside leg ONLY and hands together if it's the piaffe.

Shorten reins on the short side

Put his face to b, more outside aids, inside hand up

Go STRAIGHT the half circle is at i not x

Diagonal is to the corner letter. Keep old outside leg back, FORWARD straight collect hands up 1 2 3 change (change is "NEAR" centreline)

Same shit flex but 10x more outside aids, straight then circle, blah blah

Extension has transition marks - sit collect, spring, COLLECT piro canter then forward

Trot at H, passage trot, hold the front. TURN at E not half circle, passagey trot down cl, halt is at g

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1: ARE YOU NAMED AFTER SOMEONE? My middle name is from the Bible but I just coincidentally ended up named with one of the most popular names of my particular group. My grandfather picked out ‘Kaitlyn’ and had no idea there was a popular actress or something with that name around that time?

2: WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Yesterday. My grandad volunteered reading with kids at my old elementary school for about 21 years (yes, that is not mistyped. Long after my brothers and I moved on to high school and Uni) and we found a stash of cards and letters and pictures, etc, that kids had given to him over the years and they were all so cute and sweet and it made me cry.

3: DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? Sometimes. Sometimes it looks cute or ‘pretty’ (my old dormmate/flatmate once told me I had the “prettiest chickenscratch”). Other times. nah.

4: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? I don’t really have one? Definitely not bologna. Ew.

5: DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Not unless we’re counting my four-legged little fur-baby, Max, and Changkyun/Sanha.

6: IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Yeah, actually. I think so. I’m pretty alright and I put a good amount of effort into friendship as a rule.

7: DO YOU USE SARCASM? Yeah, but less now.

8: DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? I do.

9: WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? I used to think never ever--I’m not super fond of being upside down. I don’t even like roller coasters that go upside down. I was more into skydiving instaed? But K-idols seem to do it fairly often, they make it look like it’s not so bad. :P But nothing too scary. Not too high and definitely not alone.

10: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF CEREAL? Fruitloops. I don’t have them often (I did at uni. I replaced a few too many meals with fruitloops from the cafe or cafeteria) but they’re yummy.

11: DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? The only shoes I currently own that have laces are my pairs of hightop converse, lol, so yes, I untie them first.

12: DO YOU THINK YOU’RE A STRONG PERSON? In a lot of ways yes but also no. I managed to not cry when I really thought I was going to and I’ve been really strong for my parents this past week n a half buuuut I also know I’m a bit of a softie and get hurt easy so.. idk. Yes and no.

13: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Pistachio. Except some pistachio ice cream is ..ew. It’s either amazing or disgusting. There is no in between with that flavor.

14: WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? Physically, usually their smile; personality, if they’re inconsiderate or unkind to other people? 

15: RED OR PINK? Probably pink? Some shades are just lovely. Also snuggly pink sweaters. <3

16: WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE PHYSICAL THING YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF? Toss up between my height and my weight.

17: WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING NOW? Black leggings and TOP character socks.

18: WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? An orange~

19: WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? The dialogue of Hot Fuzz

20: IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Next to @moderately-adorable in the crayon box. ;D 

21: FAVORITE SMELL? Idrk? Probably hay or everything after fallen rain. Or sawdust?

22: WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU SPOKE TO ON THE PHONE? Hm. Clients on Friday. Prior to that, Simon. I don’t actually talk on the phone much outside of work....

23: FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH? Showjumping. 

24: HAIR COLOR? Boring brown

25: EYE COLOR? Hazel. But I like my eyes, some days they look more grey, others more green or brown. I once had a partner project (we had to describe each other in French) and he thought my eyes were blue?? That one confused me. :P

26: DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? I have them, I don’t wear them much. I used to wear color circle lenses fairly regularly but they’re not good for your eyes so... *sigh* Oh well.

27: FAVORITE FOOD TO EAT? Ummmm. 

28: SCARY MOVIES OR COMEDY? Comedy. Not a ridiculous one though, something legitimately funny and not just unintelligent and crass. Romantic comedies are even better.. >.>

29: LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Hot Fuzz (I know what I just said. Simon Pegg is my marker. I don’t go more ridic than Hot Fuzz/Shaun of the Dead..?)

30: WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? My black and white Jooheon sweater~ <3

31: SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter. My favourite season. <3

32: HUGS OR KISSES? I will happily accept either if I like you. Buuut probably hugs because they’re more often just an innocent expression of affection? And I like that? You can hug just about anyone (who likes physical affection) and it makes people feel good. 

33: WHAT BOOK ARE YOU CURRENTLY READING? I’m not reading anything right now. I was doing so well the first couple of weeks into January, I got through 10 books but then I just kind of..petered out. :(

34: WHO DO YOU MISS RIGHT NOW? My grandad.

35: WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? I brought my EXO mouse pad that my Tea Woman gave me for my birthday last year to the office. I don’t use a desktop at home.

36: WHAT IS THE LAST TV PROGRAM YOU WATCHED? Riverdale

37: WHAT IS THE BEST SOUND? Idk. Maybe a carefree laugh or a content sigh from someone you love, brought about by you? Or a song you LOVE coming on the radio or hearing it in a store or something at just the right time?

38: ROLLING STONES OR THE BEATLES? ..Beatles.

39: WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE EVER TRAVELED? I think... Hong Kong is technically the furthest?

40: DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? Not that I know of/can think of. So boring. :( I can’t even whistle.

41: WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Richmond General

42: PEOPLE YOU INVITE TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS SURVEY? @moderately-adorable @jun-uppie, @ackney @irishphoenixlover @admiralrocketfrog @ottokaji-vixx,@tofrolickmadly, if any of you feel like it. :)

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