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weelittleweasley · 3 years

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cant take my eyes off of you (g.w.)

prompt: george feels like he’s on top of the world when he’s with you and he needs to let you know how he feels.

pairing: george weasley x fem! gryffindor reader

warnings: underage drinking, intoxication, dirty dancing, sexual references (blink and you’ll miss it), language

word count: 2.7k

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It wouldn’t be a common room victory celebration without a surplus of various booze, music loud enough to shatter your ear drum, and random students scattered around dancing and screaming to the music. It was a sensory overload at its finest, but you wouldn’t want it any other way. The quidditch victory was well earned against Hufflepuff and the team wanted to celebrate properly. This ultimately translated to getting absolutely hammered before 10pm.

You stood in the corner of the room, standing next to Hermione and Ginny, sipping on whatever drink Lee had poured you. To be honest, you couldn’t make out what it was; it was a cocktail of miscellaneous liquors that would be sure to have you regretting this decision in the morning.

As you sipped on your beverage, you turned to your two friends and gave them a sneaky smile as the music gets turned up even louder. “Oh, no,” Hermione started. “Don’t give me that look.”

“What? I just want to dance,” you start to back up towards the dance floor, pulling Ginny along with you as she laughs. “Come on, Granger! Loosen up!”

You and Ginny immediately start to break out into dance, swinging your hips to the music as Ginny chugs the rest of the drink in her cup, you following suit. The liquor is sweet, but burns your throat and warms your chest. When you finish it, you throw your cup to the ground and give into the pulsating base. Ginny laughs as you throw your hands in the air and scream sing the lyrics to the song. It was nice to finally loosen up after a long week.

But you halt your dancing when you feel two arms wrap around your waist, lip attaching themselves to your neck. You immediately flip around to see your George staring back at you, a drunk smile on his lips as a low chuckle fall from his mouth. “You scared me,” you place a hand on your chest before leaning into him, his arms pulling close against his chest.

George’s goofy grin remains on his face as he ducks his head down to press a kiss to your lips. His lips taste of whiskey, his kiss intoxicating you better than the alcohol. George mumbles against your lips, “Figured I’d join you on the dance floor.” He smiles before kissing you again, you smiling and shaking your head, his lips kissing yours against, harder as you place your hand on the back of his neck, drawing him closer to you. The bass of the music pounded through the floor and shook your core as your heart beat faster as George continued to kiss you on the dance floor. Any memory of what you were doing before George came along slipped out of your mind and all you could focus on was the way his body moved against yours as he kissed you.

His hands are gripping your hips as you pull away, hips moving against each other in sync, a smirk on George’s lips. Your faces are inches apart as you giggle, pressed against each other in a sea of bodies on the dance floor. People around you wolf whistled as you danced against George, his eyes not daring to leave yours for a moment. You pressed your backside against George, grinding yourself on him with a cheeky smirk. It was enough to drive George absolutely mad, the look of your body pressed against his, your body feeling the music, rocking against him. It was making his pulse quicken and his face heat up.

He spun you back around to look him in the eyes, a challenging grin on your lips when you saw the lust in his eyes, only being amplified by the alcohol coursing through his veins. “You are trouble,” George tells you with a laugh in his voice, making you bite down on your bottom lip, pulling the soft flesh in between your teeth. George looked unreal in this moment; his chocolate eyes dark with desire, hair messy from running his fingers through it, t-shirt clinging to every muscle on his arms, chest, and torso. Oh, the things you would do if you were alone.

Daring to make him sweat even more, you pull him down so you can whisper in his ear. “What are you gonna do about it? Punish me?” you ask, tease laced in your voice, before you nibble on his ear gently, causing him to hold back a deep groan. With one hand on his chest, you push him away, giving him the most innocent look you can, big doe eyes that plead naiveté. George shakes his head as he presses his tongue to his cheek, knowing damn well what you were doing. “I’m getting another drink, I’ll be back,” you tell him with a wink. “Don’t go anywhere.”

George just laughs, “Oh, I’m stay right where the fuck I am.” You shake your head and laugh before leaving the dance floor, back to the table where all the liquor was lined up.

Mixed bottles half full scattered around the table as people crowded around as Ron stood on a chair, his Gryffindor tied around his head as he held up a bottle of fire whiskey, pouring the liquor into people’s mouth as they opened them. The sight was enough to make you laugh; Ron Weasley, assuming his brothers’ old positions of bartender. He locked eyes with you and an excited grin appeared on his lips. He held up the bottle as if to say, You want some? to which you stepped forward, titled your head back, and opened your mouth, Ron pouring one, two, three shots worth of whiskey in your mouth. You swallowed and shuddered at the taste, making Ron laugh out loud. “Bollocks, (Y/N),” he laughed out. Ron handed the bottle off to Dean and hopped off the chair, slinging an arm around your shoulder as you walked away from the mass of people wanting a shot. “I saw you and my brother having a good time on the dance floor,” he winked at you as you rolled your eyes. “He’s bloody whipped for you.”

You and Ron stood at the sidelines, watching George spin Ginny around on the dance floor, goofy smiles on both of their faces before Fred ran over and nearly tackled Ginny as she laughed. George looked over to where you stood with his younger brother and smiled softly. He dropped his left eye in a wink as your heart fluttered with glee. That boy would be the death of you.

The two of you hadn’t been together long, maybe three months, but it was quite obvious that George was mad for you. Ron had that much right. George had been infatuated with you for awhile and had been trying to get you to go out with him for months before you said yes. You knew that George had no problem getting dates with girls, but you wanted to make him sweat. Even though you found him insanely attractive and funny and sweet, you pretended like you had no interest in him. You made him work for your first date and work he did. After you said yes to being his girlfriend, George was on cloud nine. No one had ever seen George react like this to anything, but that’s how people knew you were special.

You sighed and looked at Ron, “He’s everything I could ever ask for.” Ron faked gagging as you slapped his arm. But it was all so true. George was a dream come true; you couldn’t believe how perfect he was. He was funny and outgoing and exciting, but also so kind and gentle and thoughtful. George was everything you’ve ever wanted and more. “Hey, you brought it up, don’t blame me!” you pointed a finger in his face as Ron laughed, the two of you continuing to chat and drink, watching the bodies on the floor dance away.

George still remained on the dance floor with his twin and Ginny, laughing and dancing and goofing off. Every once in a while George would look over and watch you, how you spoke to his brother, catching George’s eye every once in a while, you smiling gently at him before going back to Ron. George observed how you spoke with your hands, throwing your head back when you laughed, clutching your sides. He watched as you pulled your glossed lips in between your teeth, nibbling on the sensitive skin. He adored the way your mouth moved when you spoke, the words rolling off your lips like the sweetest honey. Without even realizing what he was saying, he just spoke out to his siblings, “I love her.”

Ginny and Fred abruptly stopped dancing and stared at their brother, faces twisted with both shock and confusion. He was surely drunk and just talking out of his ass, right? George had never confessed to loving a girl before. Fred looks at George and speaks, “Mate, what?”

He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. There was a magnetic force that just made George want to stare at you forever and always. The sight of you left him weak, unable to speak. George couldn’t compare you to anyone else; in his eyes, you were the only one. The standard. And he couldn’t believe you were all his. He thanked his lucky stars that he was alive and attended this damned school at the same time you did. “It’s just...she’s just too good to be true, isn’t she?” George sighs, all lovesick. In his mind, he thought of holding you in his arm, feeling like he was in heaven at the touch. Knowing that he was the one who could make you happy and make you feel loved was a dream come true for him. George Weasley was undeniably in love and he fell hard.

“He’s gone soft,” Fred looks at Ginny who slaps his arm. “Ow! Fuck was what for?” he rubs his arm with a hurt look on his face.

Ginny looks at George who’s eyes have not left you. She looks at George with a small smile; seeing her brother so smitten was heart warming to the youngest Weasley. “Are you...going to tell her?” she asks over the music.

George breaks his stare from you and looks to Ginny. “Should I tell her now?” he asks as Ginny worriedly looks to Fred for advice, but he just shrugs. He didn’t know the first thing when it came to a confession this grand. “I don’t want to wait any longer, but I don’t want to do it in the middle of a fucking party,” he starts to ramble. “But, Merlin, I can’t wait anymore. Should I run outside and go pick flowers from the courtyard? Or should I do a grand romantic gesture here?” he continues to ramble on as Ginny’s eyes just widen more and more with each sentence.

But before George can continue listing off ways to confess his love, you appear behind him and grab his hand. George turns around and the sight of you almost makes him faint. You sport a happy smile as you look at Fred and Ginny before turning to George and saying, “You wanna go get some fresh air outside?”

Perfect, George thinks to himself. He doesn’t bother excusing himself from the dance floor. George simply holds your hand tighter and runs off with you as you laugh, calling out a We’ll be back soon! to Fred and Ginny. “Or not!” George calls back before leaving the common room, running down the moving staircase, both of you a laughing, tipsy mess.

When you finally make it down the stairs and outside, you take a deep breath in, enjoying the cool, crisp air and how it didn’t smell of alcohol and sweat like the common room. You walk further into the courtyard, happily sighing as George wraps his arms around you as you giggle, looking up at him. He places a gentle kiss to your lips as you smile. “Hi, Georgie,” you coo up at him. Just the sound of your voice make him feel warm inside.

Breathlessly, he speaks, “Hey, gorgeous.” You can’t help, but let a large smile appear on your face as your cheeks feel hot. The two of you continue to walk, hand in hand, enjoying the others company and the silence and still of the night.

But inside George’s mind, he was screaming at himself to tell you about how he was feeling and how he couldn’t go another second without telling you how much he loved you. But every time he opened his mouth, the moment didn’t feel right. He wanted this moment to memorable. Something the two of you could look back on fondly. But George was nearly about to blurt it out if he didn’t tell you soon.

“George? Baby, are you alright?” you interrupt his thoughts, placing a hand on his cheek. He seemed so consumed with thought and it worried you that something was bothering him.

He shook his head and spoke, “Perfectly alright, my darling.” You smiled up at him before walking over to the bunch of roses that bloomed in the corner of the courtyard. You examined the bush for the perfect one and stumbled upon a fully blossomed yellow rose. Quickly, you plucked it from the bush and skipped back over to George, tucking the beautiful bud behind his ear, making the tall boy in front of you blush a wild shade of red. “You look adorable.”

George’s heart was beating so hard in his chest, you could mistake it for a heart attack. Now was the time. It was now or never. Without further hesitant, George just looks at you and lets the words flow out of his mouth. “I love you, baby,” he speaks, simply.

Although the words were so simple, it all meant so much. When the words fell from his mouth, your heart stops and you feel like this is some sort of dream. Your eyes widen as you look up at George who is smiling like a child on Christmas. The look of love in his eyes was enough to make you reciprocate the same goofy grin and giggle.

George starts, “I love you, (Y/N). Trust in me when I say this. I love you so much. And if it’s alright, I need you. I need you to warm the lonely nights. I need to show you how much you mean to me. Godric, now that I’ve found you and I found love with you, I can’t help but want to spend the rest of my days with you.” His words make tears form in your eyes as love makes your heart swell in your ribcage. “All I want to do is love you. So, let me love you, baby.”

With a breathy giggle, you grab his face and press your lips to George’s, mustering up all the love you had in your body. George is smiling widely into the kiss as you laugh, “I love you.” In between kisses, you keep repeating those special three words to him, only making the boy happier and happier. With one final kiss, you pull away and wrap your arms around him, beaming. “I love you, George. All I want to do is love you.”

He could barely believe that you felt the same way about him. What you had, this love, was real and you felt the same way that he felt. This was everything George could ever want and more. He shakes his head in disbelief, holding your hands in his, as he looks up to the sky and breathes out, “Holy fuck,” making you laugh.

All of a sudden, George jumps up on a bench in the courtyard and yells out, “I love (Y/N)! And she loves me!” You try to shush him, knowing damn well you weren’t supposed to be out of your dormitories at this time of night. “I don’t care! I don’t care who hears me! I’m in love! And she loves me back!” he cries before jumping down and scooping you in his arms, spinning you around as you both laugh wildly. You were in love.

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novel-ecologist · 2 years

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To the untrained eye, salt marshes don't seem like the coolest ecosystem. They smell like a hard-boiled egg that’s been in the fridge for three months, they're flat, and if you don't watch where you're walking, you could end up knee-deep in a muddy hole. Despite being somewhat unappealing to the senses, salt marshes have some incredible qualities that make them important to the climate, animals, and local communities. Since they are often unrecognized for their better qualities, between 25% and 67% of salt marshes have been altered globally. With the impending doom of sea-level rise and climate change, people are starting to realize the importance of salt marshes in fighting these risks. Fortunately, many researchers have begun to reclaim salt marshes. Aulac may be a small community in New Brunswick, but it’s making big waves in salt marsh restoration. Spencer Virgin, his research team, and other partners conducted the first managed realignments in Maritime Canada, which is reversing historical ecosystem alterations.

The origin story of salt marshes is an amazing one. Salt marshes are an ecosystem that are on the border between marine and terrestrial ecosystems and are heavily influenced by tides. A few thousand years ago, when sea levels began to rise, much of the terrestrial ecosystems on the coast were flooded with seawater, destroying all the plants that lived there. When tides flooded these coastal areas, they deposited large amounts of sediment, which created a blank slate for new species to colonize. However, the salty and waterlogged soil isn't an ideal habitat for most plants. Fortunately, Spartina alterniflora, a salt marsh grass, finds these conditions perfect for survival and stays in the marsh zone that’s flooded daily (Fig. 1). S. alterniflora is known as an ecosystem engineer because it can slow the flow of water and increase sediment deposition, which is critical for other species to establish. Think of S. alterniflora like people in a pool and the tides like a whirlpool. When the people in the pool stop moving, the water circulating in the whirlpool slows. Slow-moving water doesn't have enough strength to carry sediment, so it drops it onto the marsh. Accumulation of soil causes the salt marsh to elevate until it escapes the daily flooding in the high marsh zones (Fig.1). Other grasses, such as Spartina patens, who are less tolerant to flooding and salt, can live in the less frequently floored area that S. alterniflora creates (Fig. 1). As the sediments accumulate and increase the elevation of the marsh, it creates areas even less exposed to tides so salt and flood intolerant species can colonize (Fig. 1).

Figure 1. Salt marsh structure and tidal influence.

Hypothetically, this process of sediment deposition can go on forever. That is part of the reason why salt marshes are so important in the fight against sea-level rise. If salt marshes have space to move horizontally along the landscape, they can continue to elevate and prevent the ocean from flooding neighboring communities. Salt marshes are also one of the most productive ecosystems in the world. They produce new grass annually that can extract CO2 from the atmosphere and store it in their leaves. Finally, salt marshes host many ecologically and economically important marine species, such as striped bass, shrimp, eels, and mussels.

Unfortunately, a huge proportion of salt marshes in eastern North America have been dramatically altered to suit the needs of settlers. How do you alter a salt marsh, and what do you change it to? The sediment the tides bring in from the ocean is chalked full of nutrients and makes a perfect fertilizer. Flat ground and abundant fertilizer create the perfect conditions for growing crops. The only problem is that most agricultural species can’t tolerate salt and flooding. However, farmers found a way around this: in a Trump mentality, they built a wall to keep the ocean out and the nutrients in. These walls are called dikes. But diking causes a problem for salt marshes since tides are one of the driving forces that shape salt marshes. Eventually, salt marshes lose all their carbon sequestration and flood reduction properties.

In New Brunswick (NB), Canada, 30500 hectares (approximately the size of 57000 football fields) of salt marshes have been diked to create farmlands. The Bay of Fundy in NB is known for its nutrient-rich waters, which makes it ideal for salt marsh conversion. The Aulac salt marsh is one of many salt marshes in NB that has been diked. In 2010, sea-level rise and coastal erosion began to wear so heavily at the dike that it broke open. Researchers, local organizations, and the community saw this as an opportunity for restoration. First, they built another dike behind the old one to keep the tides away from the neighboring farms, then removed the old dikes. This process is called a managed realignment and was the first in Maritime Canada. Since the dike was removed, the tides of the Bay of Fundy could reclaim the agricultural fields and turn them back into salt marshes. Virgin et al. saw this as an opportunity to learn about the stages of salt marsh restoration.

After the dike was breached, they did not intervene with any other aspects of the marsh and let the restoration process occur naturally. However, Virgin et al. did conduct an extensive monitoring program to see what steps occurred as the marsh restored itself. Aulac has four salt marshes that are divided from one another, but only two were diked. The remaining two healthy salt marshes are adjacent to the restored ones and were used as a reference for what the final product of the salt marsh restoration should be. Over eight consecutive years, the team monitored changes in plant species, fish and invertebrate communities, and sediment deposition in all four salt marshes. From 2010 to 2018, they noticed a change in the restoration sites from the freshwater grass Spartina pectinata to the salt marsh engineer Spartina alterniflora as sediment increased on the marsh platform. In general, the plant and animal communities became more and more analogous to the reference marshes over time. Although the salt marsh has not yet seen the establishment of Spartina patens and other salt/flood intolerant species, it is firmly in the third stage of salt marsh restoration, where S. alterniflora is abundant and can create the conditions for those species to establish and thrive.

Managed realignment is the perfect compromise to maintain active farmlands while restoring salt marshes that will help combat climate change. For communities like NB, which are at risk for sea-level rise and have lost salt marshes, this research will be an important guideline for future restoration projects.

Cheers,

The Novel Ecologist

Click this link to read the paper

#biol4272 #restoration ecology #ecology #salt marsh #marsh

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encyclopika · 3 years

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Animal Crossing Fish Explained - Habitats #2

Brought to you by a marine biologist who lives in the Westerlies...

CLICK HERE FOR THE AC FISH EXPLAINED MASTERPOST!

The habitat we’ll be doing today is more broadly known as the Neritic Zone, also known as the continental shelf, nearshore, etc etc. This tank in particular is most definitely a temperate, nearshore habitat, with lots of light and structure for a very vibrant ecosystem that experiences seasonal changes in nutrients and temperature. So, let’s get to it:

~~~Nearshore~~~

There’s so much to cover here. Because I live right on top of the nearshore habitat (on an island), most of my marine biology studies went towards understanding this habitat. This is where most fishing practices happen. This is where the most diverse habitats are in the ocean. This is the habitat that sees the most change. There’s a lot to understand.

But let’s talk about the Westerlies and winds in general. Wind is very important to the surface habitats because it dictates temperature, currents, and nutrients. Major wind systems are generated by temperature differences in the atmosphere and the Coriolis effect from the Earth’s rotation. As sun strikes the Earth directly at the equator, hot air circulates across the globe, as shown in this great diagram:

By KVDP - Own work, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=8158719

The North and South trade winds (so named because they aided wind-powered trade ships across the oceans, from east to the New World in the west) flow from east to west due to the Earth’s rotation. Likewise, the Polar Vortexes at the poles also flow this way. The winds stuck in the middle are deflected eastward from the west, making them The Westerlies. Because of this constant flow, weather patterns, especially that of hurricanes and cyclones, become predictable - hurricanes travel from the coast of Africa west to the Americas, for example. Sometimes, you’ll see a hurricane get swept from the Americas back east towards Europe - that’s the hurricane basically getting handed off into the Westerly current and moving east.

The Westerlies get stronger as the Polar Vortex gets stronger and vice versa. In the winter, the Polar Vortex is at its strongest, and so are the Westerlies. These strong winds bring storms that mix up the ocean water and stir up nutrients. (Here in the Northeast, we get almost-hurricanes called Nor’Easters in the winter...they bring a ton of snow, wind, and they can be pretty scary.) When things start calming down in the Spring, and the days start getting longer, this combination of new, available nutrients and more light spark the Spring Bloom.

Image courtesy the SeaWiFS Project, NASA/Goddard Space Flight Center, and ORBIMAGE (Northeast USA and Canadian coast. Dark red indicates really concentrated blooms of phytoplankton. I absolutely love how that big red plume off South Massachusetts is right where Georges Bank is, one of the most productive habitats in the temperate nearshore biome - it’s famous as a prime fishing ground. What I love about marine biology is how easy it is to see these patterns and connections in action!)

NASA image courtesy Jeff Schmaltz, MODIS Rapid Response Team at NASA GSFC.(Actual image of a phytoplankton bloom off the coast of Iceland.)

The spring bloom doesn’t last forever. Eventually the phytoplankton exhaust the nutrients that were stirred up in the water. Now it’s time for a population boom of zooplankton, particularly copepods that feed on the phytoplankton. Once their numbers are up, it’s time for fish larvae to take advantage of the buffet and have their first meals. If everything is timed perfectly, you get a great cohort of many of the fish species we humans rely on, like Atlantic Cod. It would be a terrible shame if something were to disrupt this perfect balance of growth and renewal in the Westerlies! *cough cough* climate change *cough cough*

Anyway.

The temperate biome also has a lot of bottom habitat - from sandy shores to rocky habitat, seagrass and algae meadows, and oyster reefs...

Here are the animals in the Temperate Biome tank in ACNH (and I’m kinda pissed the Lobster isn’t in this tank :T ):

Sea Bass :: Zebra Turkeyfish :: Abalone :: Red Snapper :: Dab :: Olive Flounder :: Acorn Barnacle :: Gazami Crab :: Octopus :: Ray :: Squid :: Moray Eel :: Sea Pineapple :: Saw Shark :: Hammerhead Shark :: Pufferfish :: Seahorse :: Barred Knifejaw :: Seaweed :: Oyster :: Dungeness Crab :: Sea Star :: Turban Shell

And there you have it. Fascinating stuff, no?

#ocean #ocean habitats #animals #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #fish #wind #nearshore #science in video games #animal crossing fish explained

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xnchxntmxnt · 3 years

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hey could i get a matchup pretty plsss!

i go by Dezz cuz my real name's gross

i'm a her

i like boys ig (but ladies(≧◡≦) ♡)

i'm like 5'7, i have long curly brown hair, my figure is slim with a little tone, i have a nose&belly piercing, i dye my hair in different colors and styles often i have like darker tanned skin (i'm black and asian)

i would describe myself as relaxed and honest, pretty sassy either in a funny way or mean way, i like do my own thing and i'm pretty outgoing, i can be lazy but i still consider myself very smart, i also love to have fun a have FOMO which can make me a bit reckless

my hobbies include different sports like volley ball and motocross, i also rollerblade, i like to cook, i play bass guitar, i like geeky shit like video games, comic books, skincare, i'm a dancer too

some qualities i look for in a s/o is someone who's wants to have fun with me but also knows when to be serious and real, someone smart and open so we could learn from each other, someone who could talk about anything

some deal breakers would be someone who's afraid to try new things, someone clingy, being controlling

My general aesthetic would be like "sporty retro softgirl" from what i hear but i do try to add some edge to it

some colors i'd use to describe myself would be orange&green, pink&blue

some songs i like would be

1. 3 - britney spears

2. la noche de anoche- bad bunny

3. the way- kehlani

4. boombaya- blackpink

i don't have a favorite genre of music i listen to everything but a couple of artist i like would be

ariana grande, sza, doja cat, cuco, drake, jeremih,rosalia

fun fact: i'm afraid of sea monsters

thank u sm! i'm gonna love it forever!!!💕💕

Omfg you're the like the third person i've

gone through w these like desperately wanting to be friends with lihfbslefb why are people so COOL

Anyway

Your matchup is with...

Kita Shinsuke!

How It Started

You were trying to find the latest shonen jump but it had been a couple days since it came out

And you didn't want to go to a different store to find it

So when you see they're all gone you're like “god dammit” and going to go to leave

But kita looks up and notices ur looking where he just took the last copy from

And hands it to you with a smile

“Is this what you're looking for?”

And you nod and smile at him

Then ask if hes sure you can have it

And he just shrugs and says “I can borrow it from my friend when he’s done if i want to read it, no worries”

Strangers -> lovers trope here i love it

General Headcanons

He loves just

Doing things with you

I dont think he’s very good at expressing his feelings through words

But he likes to do things with you whenever he can

He’s VERY strict about schedules and things like that, but he makes sure to leave free time at least once a week to be able to spend a couple hours with you

Whether that’s going to a volleyball game of yours, or just playing back and forth for a little while while you talk about your day

Everything is usually very calm with him

He loves doing new things with you, he’s just not the most spontaneous person

He’s very driven, but stays very strict to a schedule

This could potentially be a problem, but he tries his best to work around it

Like i said, he makes time at least once a week for you to get together and do something

But he’s very stubborn about his schedule so its something you two have to meet in the middle for

He doesn’t do big changes or anything last minute well, so just give him a day or so in advance if you can't make it somewhere that’s all he really needs though

Do skincare with him

He has no idea what any of it is but he’s willing to let you put whatever you want on his face

The boys on the team are jealous

But yeah you can do makeup for him or do skincare n stuff he doesn’t mind at all

Paint his nails if you want

He’s gonna be clueless but he’s willing to learn for you

Another thing you’ll have to teach him is video games

I think he does a lot of reading in his free time and just

Does that doesn’t really do a whole lot else

So if you want to play video games with him you're going to have to teach him

Be patient, he’s learning

3am talks with him are so interesting

Because hes almost NEVER up that late

So he’s half asleep and mumbling things he doesn't even know he’s saying right away until you start laughing

But he’ll grin at you and kiss the closest thing to him (hand, cheek, shoulder, whatever)

Speaking of which when he’s tired, he’s very cuddly

Like when you guys hang out after he’s done with practice, he immediately just lays down and holds his arms out for you like a child

And has you lay on him or next to him he really doesn’t care

He just likes being close to you

Something about the extra weight of you laying on him makes him feel grounded

He loves weighted blankets for that reason too but he likes you more

He's a little awkward but he's a huge sweetheart

Definitely buys you flowers from time to time

But yeah just. Kita being soft for you

A Date With Kita

Dinner dates at his house are always amazing

He cooks and his grandma is so sweet

Honestly it's like

Perfect

His grandma loves you too so she’ll try to get you to talk about something you're excited about and then let you just go off about it for a while

You sit and talk with her for a little while, meanwhile Kita is just staring at you and smiling

You probably don't notice it tbh

But you two will clean up dinner and do dishes

And it's just content & quiet while you're cleaning

He’ll ask if dinner was good, which it always is

And when he’s done washing the dishes but they're still drying them he’ll wrap his arms around you and bury his face in your neck

It's so easy to lean back into him and let him hug you

He mumbles a quiet “i love you” into your ear and you smile because he really does, doesn’t he?

And you love him too and you are both perfectly content where you’re at

Aesthetic

Playlist

I got very chill pop vibes for you guys, i dunno. Still the kind of stuff you mentioned just more relaxed

GONE, GONE / THANK YOU - Tyler, The Creator Just the Two of Us - Grover Washington, Jr. pov - Ariana Grande I Built A Friend - Alec Benjamin Story of my Life - One Direction

Runners Up

Chikara Ennoshita, Daichi Sawamura

#//ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴜᴘꜱ

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doubletriplepowerbomb · 4 years

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Caveman part 5

Wow hi. Okay I know I said part 5 and 6 would be out like months ago BUT Caveman is finally complete!!!! Yes I finished part 5 and 6 and I’m posting 6 right after this one tonight.

Word count: +4700

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Roman’s eyes got dark. Really dark, out of nowhere. With… fear? His jaw went slack and his hands fell from my hips. Maybe the hockey team was behind me. Then he did the last thing I expected, within a second, he turned and made a beeline for the door.

What the fuck?

No. No. No. No. I didn’t just think that. I don't love her, I don't love anyone. I love football. I don't want to date her.

I don't want her to take my clothes.

It would be adorable to see her prance around in shirts that are way too big for her, though.

No. I don’t want to spend all my nights with her.

I would like to drive around with her for hours, though.

My head pounded once again as I shoved through the group of people in Ty’s living room. I could see people trying to talk to me, but I kept my eyes forward and my motive clear; I needed to get the hell out of here. It was too hot in here, too many people, I was too drunk.

I stood in shock in the kitchen. There were no hockey guys, no cops, nothing. No reason for him to run away. It wasn’t me, was it? I shoved that thought away and made my way to the front door. I could see Roman pushing through the endless sea of drunk high school students- a feat I would have to attempt next. Roman created a divide in the sea of students but I wasn’t close enough to him to run through it. The crack left in the living room was quickly filled, leaving me no time to get to Roman.

I huffed and began pushing my way through the people. I could feel myself sweating. This was too overwhelming. Heat rose through me and I could feel the pounding in my head as it began to mimic the bass in the music.

After shoving through what felt like 1,000 people, I finally made it to the front door. I turned back to look at the sea of people once more and I saw fiery red hair swaying with the music. Fuck. I can’t leave without Becky knowing. I couldn't walk push through that sea again so I sent her a quick text saying that Roman and I left and that when she wanted to leave the party, walk back to my house. Luckily, we walked to Tyler’s so I knew she wouldn't be able to drive anywhere. Roman was long gone out the door and I hoped he hadn’t left, he was way too drunk to drive.

The crisp cool air instantly relieved how hot the alcohol was making me. I leaned against the front door after I closed it, trying to remain focused on what I came outside to do. But the air felt so nice on my skin and the closed door muffled the pounding music along with the pounding in my head. I could still hear it but it was definitely better. I waited a few peaceful seconds before opening my eyes and scanning the front yard. “Roman? ” My voice wavered as I looked. My own drunken unawareness was seriously not helping this situation.

I don’t want to hold her at night.

I bet she’d be so warm.

I don't want her to rub my shoulders and play with my hair.

After a tough practice or rough game it would feel so good.

I don't want her to force me to watch her TV shows.

I do really like when she gets excited over them.

I already go to her house all the time.

I want to go to her house for a reason other than math, though.

I want her.

I love her.

My dad is gonna kill me.

I heard a groan that I recognized, then a voice that I recognized even better. “Go inside.” Roman. I followed the voice and found him standing under the tree in Tyler’s front lawn, he was fumbling through his pockets for his keys. He glared at me when I walked closer. “I told you, Lindsey. Go inside.”

“No.” He pulled his keys out of his pocket. “And you are not driving anywhere!” I yanked the keys from his hand and his eyes scanned me from top to bottom then back up again. When my eyes met his, they looked emotionless and dead. Like the night he got benched. I felt fear rise inside of me, eliciting a new type of heat but I held the keys in my hand.

“Give me my keys back. I’m going home.” Roman’s voice came out in a growl, he held his hand out but I didn’t let go of the keys. I slipped the keys in my pocket and put my empty hand in his. I could tell Roman was suppressing something. His face contorted in an effort to hide a smile. His gaze moved the ground before he squeezed my hand gently and looked at me. The cold glare was gone, he was looking at me like I was me again.

“Let’s just walk back to my house. I don’t want you to drive or go home when you’re this drunk. My house is pretty close to here and you can come get your car in the morning.”

She cares about me.

Please don’t do this to yourself. This is going to ruin you forever.

Am I gonna be more ruined if I go with her or if I don’t?

One night won’t hurt.

“What am I gonna tell my dad?” I asked, “He isn’t gonna be okay if I don't come home. He’ll flip and I’ll get grounded for the rest of my life.”

“Tell him you were out late. You were too tired to drive so you slept at Dean’s house.” She answered simply, still squeezing my hand.

It was late, and I knew my dad wouldn’t pick up his phone, so I called. Like I figured, he didn't pick up so I called 3 more times before leaving him a message and sending him a text. That way, he couldn't get mad at me for not telling him, I called a bunch of times, left a message, and I texted.

I slipped my phone in my pocket and looked at her. She was staring up at me, swaying back and forth every couple seconds. Her hands were holding onto my arm but they moved to my shoulders. She stood on her toes and kissed my jaw. She was begging me to kiss her- she couldn’t reach on her own- so I bent down and connected our lips. The kiss was brief but it still felt good. It made me want her even more than I already do. I would love to kiss her like this everyday.

We walked down the street with our hands locked. Her hand was warm and soft- and small. It was adorable. She held tightly as she walked next to me. She was definitely worried before but it had faded away after I agreed to walk instead of drive. With each step she took, her pony tail bounced. She really was the cutest when she was drunk.

We made it to my driveway and Roman stopped short. “Lindsey, what about your parents?”

I turned back to him and took a step toward him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I stood on my toes before whispering in his ear. “My parents are gone all weekend.” Roman straightened up after hearing my words, his large hand held my chin and he kissed my lips softly.

A big goofy smile appeared on his face. “We’re home alone?” My cheeks got red and I started giggling before walking away from him, tempting him to follow me. “We’re home alone!” He yelled, following me up the driveway.

I quickly turned back to him with a smile on my face. “Shh. Don’t scream, Roman. My neighbors will wake up.”

His drunken smile got bigger. “MR AND MRS WALSH, I’M GONNA FUCK YOU’RE DAUGHTER!” Roman’s screams echoed as he ran towards me and scooped me up into his arms. He carried me to my garage as I playfully struggled against his tight grip. But I didn’t really want him to let me go… ever.

But he did put me down eventually. I opened my garage and he followed me inside. Roman grabbed my hips and pulled me against his hard body. I could feel his warm lips against my neck but I pulled away from him. I wanted to be mad at him. I really did. His dumb ass didn’t want a relationship but he got into a fight because he was jealous. I couldn't be mad though, he was dumb but I wasn’t mad.

Roman looked at me with a concerned look on his face. I wanted to jump back into his arms but I decided that after what he did, he would have to wait a little. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed two water bottles from the fridge. The confusion on Roman’s face only grew. “Trust me, you’re gonna want this at 5 am when you wake up thirsty.” After tossing him a bottle, I held my hand out for him to take and led him towards the stairs.

That was enough waiting for the both of us.

My head stopped pounding once me and Roman started walking to my house, but it started back up as I walked with him up the stairs. We’re about to have sex? What if he’s disappointed? What if I’m bad at it? I felt my stomach drop- my sober thoughts can’t be back already. I was doing so well all drunk and confident.

My heart was pounding in sync with my head as we crossed the threshold of my bedroom. I didn’t turn to face Roman, his hands found my waist and he slowly walked around me. I could feel his eyes scanning me. When our eyes finally met, the pounding in my head stopped but the pounding of my heart picked up. Roman had the most desperate look in his eyes, like he’d die if he didn't have me. It gave me a sense of confidence and I pushed all the nervous thoughts out of my head. I placed my hands on Roman’s chest and shoved him down. His face was overcome with shock and his arms shot out in defense. Relief washed over his features and he exhaled after he hit my bed.

Roman’s head fell back as his body relaxed against my mattress. His previously closed eyes shot open when he felt me straddle his lap. I felt him harden underneath me and my nerves almost took over. I focused on the feeling of Roman’s hands on the outside of my thighs and pushed the fear away.

I was scared to do anything to her. With any other girl, her shirt would be off and my dick would be getting sucked. But Lindsey was different for some reason.

You love her, idiot.

No I don’t. I just didn’t want to rush her. I wanted her to be comfortable. I didn’t want to scare her.

Why was he just staring at me like that? Was there something wrong with me? I really needed some more alcohol. But I couldn’t have any more. I needed to do this. He’s hard, there’s no way anything’s wrong.

I rested my hands on his chest before slowly trailing them down to the hem of his shirt. Roman’s stomach involuntarily flexed when my fingertips passed over his belly button and I smiled.

Has anyone ever touched him like this? Has he ever gone slow?

My hands finally reached the hem of his shirt and I pulled it up slightly. Roman sat himself up on his forearms, letting me pull the shirt the rest of the way up. He slipped his arms out and laid back again. I hesitated slightly- not because I was scared- because I was admiring his god-like figure.

Roman Reigns was laying shirtless in my bed.

I noticed Lindsey’s hesitation after she took my shirt off. Did she not want this? The light in her room was dim, but I could still see her brown eyes sparkling. That must mean something.

She eventually put her hand flat in the middle of my chest. I watched her bite her bottom lip as she traced her fingers down to the waistband of my boxers. Her fingertips danced over my belly button and my muscles flexed involuntarily. Her eyes were focused on my body but I was watching her face and I saw her smile to herself.

Her soft lips pressed to the skin below my belly button and my head fell back against the bed, I almost couldn’t deal with this. No one has ever touched me slowly like this. The girls before her never took time to look at my body- they never took the time to admire me like Lindsey is.

I was tempted to lift my head up when I felt her fingertips tease at the waist of my sweatpants, but I kept it pressed to her mattress. I lifted my hips so she could pull the pants off me. In my previous experiences clothes would be ripped off, foreplay would be skipped, and I’d already be inside, but this time was different. Lindsey was taking her time and honestly, it was making me nervous. She was giving me time to think- something I don't normally like to do in these situations.

I heard the muffled thud of my pants hitting her floor, her fingers brushed over my thighs gently and I could feel myself throbbing. I didn’t have to look down to see the tent in my boxers, I knew it was there. Every time she moved, I could feel my cock brush against the fabric of my boxers- I needed her to touch me. I felt like a mess- my heart was racing, my head was pounding, my dick was throbbing- I couldn’t handle her moving so slowly.

I liked to be in control in the bedroom, there was something about her though. I wanted Lindsey to do what she wanted. Part of me enjoyed this slow touching, all the attention, it felt like love. But the other part wanted it to be over, I was nervous, I felt defenseless.

My nerves had completely taken over at this point; my hips bucked up and I looked up to see why I did that. Lindsey’s eyes were locked on my face, my boxers were still on and her hand was on my cock.

Her eyes scanned my body, I felt exposed and nervous. I hope she liked what she saw.

Roman was glorious. He was in his boxers… on my bed. His cock felt good in my hand, and I wondered what it would feel like in my mouth. Did I really just think that? I tried to sneak a look at Roman but he was watching me intently. He saw me look at his face briefly.

Roman sat up in my bed but I kept my head down. His hand cupped my cheek and he lifted my face so I was looking at him. “Do you want to do this?” He asked in a deep whisper. My eyes met his and I was expecting to see disappointment in his eyes; Roman definitely didn't want this anymore. I had a chance but I wasted it because I was too nervous.

But he wasn't disappointed, he was concerned and genuine. Did he actually care? No way. What if he does care? I blinked hard and brought my lips to his, Roman’s body relaxed and he pulled me into his lap. Our lips moved fluidly and the kiss broke for a split second as he pulled my shirt off over my head. Before he could toss my shirt back on the bed, our lips were connected again. His skin was hot against mine, it felt like my body was on fire. But I loved it- I craved it. I took my bra off before Roman hands reached the strap.

I wanted to enjoy this but that didn’t mean we had to go slow.

I felt another wave of arousal burn through me as Lindsey picked up her pace. This is what I was used to- this is what I wanted. I couldn’t suppress the noise that I made when she began to roll her hips against me. It was a desperate, strained, moan. How much I wanted her scared me. It almost made me want to stop but I didn't stop, I couldn’t stop.

I laid her down against her mattress and kneeled above her. I was honestly hoping I’d get my turn to admire her, but she pulled me down to kiss her before I could. I held myself up on my forearms but my bare chest pressed against hers. Her body was so warm, her skin was so smooth, she was perfect. Her hands trailed over my back gently until my mouth found her neck and she dug her fingernails into my skin- I knew she liked it, so I kept going.

Almost instantly after my lips found her neck, she was trying to push me off. Her voice came out in a breathy whisper to beg me to get up and take my boxers off. I pulled my teeth from her neck- leaving a nice, dark mark- and stood back up on my knees.

I guess she doesn’t wanna go slow anymore. Her hands yanked at my boxers and she froze for a moment when she released my dick. But that moment didn’t last very long, her soft hands wrapped around my dick and started stroking.

This isn’t the first time a girl has touched my dick but it all felt different. It felt better. Her hands were softer, warmer, and they moved better than any girl before. My head fell forward and I let her take over. I didn’t want to. I usually don’t let the girl take over, but I couldn’t help it.

Saying that I got used to it was the wrong phrase, but after a while, my head snapped back up and I grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bed. Her dark eyes looked up at me so innocently and I almost lost control.

no I can’t- I have to remember this.

I blinked hard and moved to hold both her wrists above her head with one hand. My other hand trailed down her stomach and tapped her so she’d lift her hips up. Her hips bucked up quickly so I could pull her shorts and thong off in one fluid motion. I tossed them to the floor and I finally admired my prize.

Her hands were above her head, leaving her completely exposed underneath me. My eyes scanned her beautiful body and stopped on her face. Her cheeks were already red and her eyes still sparkled like they always did. This was a different sparkle though, it wasn’t faint like usual, it was a flame.

Roman’s hands held my wrists in place while the other found my center. His fingers swiped across the wetness and instantly found my clit. My hips bucked up involuntarily and he looked entertained. The last guy I fucked couldn’t find it. I had to fake it last time but I had a feeling that I wasn’t gonna have to do that this time.

Without warning, Roman pumped two fingers into me slowly and I struggled against his grip. My eyes pleaded with his to let me go- I needed to touch him- but he held my wrists tightly. “Let go, Roman.” I whispered, not too confident that it would work. But surprisingly, it only took a couple more seconds before he melted. He loosed his grip on my wrist and my hands instantly grabbed his shoulders. I tried to control my hands- keep them in one place- but they wouldn’t stay. My mind raced and urged my hands to touch every inch of him. Who knows how long he’ll be here for? After all, he doesn’t want a relationship. When will he stop this?

But he didn’t stop me. He let my hands explore his arms and back and shoulders. He let me kiss his lips and his jaw and his neck. He let me have him.

Roman continued to pump his fingers in and out of me and I was starting to get antsy. I kissed from his collarbones up to his ear and bit down gently before I spoke. “Roman… please,” I originally had more to say but he didn’t need to hear it. He removed his fingers slowly and replaced the empty feeling in my gut with his length.

My hands shot to his shoulders to brace myself and he paused once he was all the way in.

“Are you okay?” I asked. All I wanted to do was ravage her. It was so tight and warm and she was digging her nails into my shoulders and looking into my eyes and I couldn’t take it.

She nodded yes and stared at me with her big doe eyes. I looked at her briefly then buried my head in her neck before completely pulling out and pushing back in. I wanted to suppress my moan but I couldn’t.

I continued with my rhythm for a few minutes- pulling out and pushing in- slowly getting faster with every thrust until I was pounding into her.

Part of me felt bad- I should’ve been going slow, making her feel good- but the other part, the more dominant part, felt amazing. I wasn’t gonna stop, her moans were encouraging me- each noise that came from her lips begged me for more. I looked at her face- eyes screwed shut and mouth open, the look of ecstasy on her face- and I knew I had to keep going.

I looked into his eyes and saw darkness. His pupils were dilated and I saw his eyes clouded with lust. “Roman!” My voice rang out as his pace quickened even more. I felt heat building in my gut and I knew I was close. I dug my fingernails into his shoulders and heard deep guttural growl come from him.

Holy fuck that was the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.

I had never seen that look in his eyes before, I was curious to see more but his head fell back into the crook of my neck. I didn’t think it was possible, but he got faster and the pounding got harder. His hands held himself up while I pressed my body to his.

“Babe. Lindsey… fuck.” Roman kept thrusting and kissing and biting- my head was spinning and my heart was pounding. I was matching Roman’s thrusts. I was so close. I needed more so bad.

“Roman. More. Please.” I begged, my hands tangling in his hair. The fire grew hotter, spreading throughout my body and I felt my muscles contract. A helpless squeak passed my lips and- holding myself against Roman’s still moving body- I froze.

I felt her insides tighten around me, giving me exactly what I needed to finish. My mind went blank and I bit down on the warm, soft skin of her neck before cumming inside of her.

I had been holding myself above her but after my orgasm, I let go. My heart rate slowed and my vision cleared as I laid down on my prize.

Her soft hands untangled from my hair and rubbed my back gently. I knew I needed to roll off of her but I didn’t want to.

I grunted after Roman’s weight fell against me. He was heavy but I was okay- I felt warm and safe- he didn’t need to move. I ran my fingers gently up and down his muscular back and basked in the warmth from his body. Roman kissed my collarbone before looking up at me. “You okay?” He asked in a deep whisper. I nodded at him and kissed his lips softly.

Never better.

Roman pulled out of me slowly and tossed the condom in my garbage can before coming back to lay with me. He laid next to me on his back and I rolled to my side. I draped my arm over his chest and he rested his hand on my butt.

We didn't talk, we didn’t move. We just laid in silence, sharing looks and occasionally a kiss. I eventually fell asleep in Roman’s arms. His steady heartbeat, deep breaths, and strong body pulled me into an easy, deep slumber.

I looked down at Lindsey’s beautiful face once more and realized that she was asleep. My perfect girl, asleep in my arms.

What could be better? I asked myself as I held her against me. My heart fluttered and I got nervous- this has never happened to me before- but no matter how badly I wanted to move, I couldn’t. She looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to disturb her.

Fuck it. I love her.

I let the thoughts I was trying so hard to repress consume me. I’ve never been In love before. I don’t know what it feels like, but whatever I’m feeling for Lindsey has to be something. She sighed in her sleep and snuggled closer to me and I felt my heart leap.

For the first night ever, I fell asleep with a smile on my face: Lindsey was all mine.

The sound of my doorbell ringing through my house woke me up. I tried to move but I couldn’t, at some point in the night Roman rolled onto his side and was still holding me tightly against him. The doorbell rang again. “Roman,” I whispered, turning in his arms to face him. His eyes were still shut and the corners of his mouth were turned up into the smallest little smile. He was sleeping so peacefully and I didn’t want to wake him but I had to get the door. “Roman I gotta get the door.”

Roman groaned and rolled onto his back. He pulled me down with him and held me tightly against his chest. After a second, he let go of me and stretched, his hand slapped my headboard and he groaned again. Only my thin, cotton bed sheet covered us: we were both still naked and neither of us were too eager to get out of bed. His hand moved to the small of my back before he spoke. “I’ll get it. You stay here. I wanna keep you naked.” My head was tucked into his neck but I knew he was smirking. I ran my fingers over his collarbone before agreeing with him and letting him get out of bed.

I didn’t even hide the fact that I was admiring him. He was so impressive; his back, shoulders, chest, and torso looked like they were carved from marble; his dick was semi-hard and huge; and his gorgeous black hair fell effortlessly like a waterfall over his shoulders. He turned to me and smiled as he put his boxers on. Roman’s neck had a few light bruises from where my teeth had been and I smiled when I saw them- he was all mine now. My hand went to my own neck- I couldn’t feel the bruises but I knew they were there.

Lindsey watched me intently as I put my boxers on but I was okay with that. The thin blanket still covered most of her but her bare leg poked out and even that was enough to tease me. Her neck was littered with dark bruises and I scolded myself- how was she ever going to cover those up? At least now she’s claimed. No guy would ever try to take her from me.

Lindsey sat up quickly and the rest of the bruises were revealed. I had left a trail of light hickies from her collarbone to her chest. Lindsey either didn’t notice or didn’t care, she just smiled and tossed me my sweatpants so I could open the door wearing more than just my boxers. I slipped them on and shot her a wink before walking out of her bedroom door.

The doorbell kept ringing as I walked down the stairs. “I’m coming!” My voice echoed through the foyer and the ringing stopped instantly. Whoever it was, was not prepared to hear a male voice I guess.

I swung the door open and squinted as more light poured in. “Roman?” Instantly, everything refocused. Baron was standing in the doorway and he didn’t look happy.

#roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #roman reigns smut #roman reigns x oc #OC #Baron Corbin

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daily-davenport · 5 years

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Not drawing stuff today so have a Davenport-centric AU I’ve been thinking of for funsies!

[Haven’t decided on a fun name yet tho - “Lucretia gets Yeeted AU”, “Edward and Lydia Joyride AU” or “Johann is harassed by a Giant Invisible Jellyfish AU” are probably the best ones I got so far for levity’s sake. Or just “Animus AU” for brevity’s sake?? Anyway - there’s the Animus Bell, Lucretia has Bad Luck and Davenport gets a job.]

Set up

Basically, Lucretia fails in Wonderland. She spins slightly different on the wheel and instead of giving up time, she has to give up some memories - that she refuses. Since the Animus Bell lets the Wonderland Liches see contestants’ memories, they see something interesting and decide, “Oh let’s not let this one go”, and don’t offer the Escape Game.

Lucretia eventually lands on Bad Luck and ends up experiencing an “Arms Outstretched” moment without someone stretching out.

The twins saw Lucretia has some things they very much want: a cool plane-jumping ship, a jellyfish that eats memories, and a potentially powerful vessel who can’t currently fight them (i.e. a voided Davenport).

Lydia possesses Lucretia’s body and Lu-Lydia and Edward make their way to the ship.

Davenport, even in his Voided state, can tell something is Very Wrong and somehow ends up breaking Fisher’s tank and accidentally drinks some of the ichor.

He’s too dazed but recognizes, whoever this not-Lucretia is, they can’t have access to whatever Fisher’s power is and manages to distract the twins and make Fisher undetectable - Fisher escapes but Davenport also gets soul-yeeted.

Edward possesses Davenport (they use illusion magic, I’m sure they’re pumped about having a vessel who can do high level ill. spells).

Meanwhile, Kravitz is having a field day cause super-death-criminal Lucretia just showed up in the Astral Sea out of the blue in utter anguish. Then a second one shows up and Lucretia is not having a great time.

Plot things happen and Lucretia and Davenport manage to strike a deal with the Raven Queen - for one year* they help Kravitz and try collecting the Relics and save this Plane from the Hunger. If their term of service runs out and it turns out they’re lying about the Hunger, they go to the Eternal Stockade forever. (*a period of time subject to change)

Fun Stuff to Consider

LUCRETIA AND DAVENPORT.

Davenport is mad as hell but he has to work together with Lucretia (and chaperone Kravitz) while their goals are different.

Lucretia feels awful but still believes her actions just and vows to not fail again.

Lucretia still wants to find all the relics and enact her Barrier Plan. Davenport does not necessarily want to find all the relics - just the Animus Bell because they’ll find the Starblaster too - and initially wants to leave this plane to its fate and try again.

Davenport “lives” in this plane and grows attachments and is conflicted about just leaving. He would still chose to leave for the Greater Good I think but that’s interesting to think about (he deffo has a moment with Hurley and Sloane natch).

Kravitz having to work with these two powder kegs.

Davenport and Lucretia working together on a dime to casually sabotage Kravitz’ efforts to catch Barry but also trying to use their new powers to search for Lup.

BARRY. Does he see possessed Lucretia and Davenport?? Does he know they’re possessed?? If he does, how does he react knowing they might be dead?? Or does he see Reaper Luc and Dav?? Barry this was your Relic’s fault!!

Edward and Lydia’s bonds can make the Bond Engine run Very Well

Fisher still finds Johann cause it hears his music and proceeds to hang out around him cause it likes his songs. Johann is distressed cause invisible force is eating his music and suddenly he can’t remember his songs but also he realizes it likes his songs so he gives it concerts.

Johann and Possible Eldritch Creature Friendship ™

Then Fisher splashes Johann and suddenly HOLY SHIT JELLYFISH cause he ended up drinking some ichor. but he’s the only one who can see them??

Key Plot Points

Edward and Lydia try using the Animus Bell to bass-boost the Bond Engine to summon Keats. (I also like the idea of Edward-Davenport studying manuals trying to figure out extra-planar physics and being like, “HAVING THE KNOWLEDGE DOESN’T MAKE ME UNDERSTAND IT”)

Either they tear a gigantic hole between planes or Magic Cycle it and drag the Astral Plane into the Prime Material Plane.

The baby Voidfish! Johann co-raising Junior. Possibly Johann writing a song so good, the Voidfish ends up broadcasting the song and EVERYTHING LUCRETIA VOIDED. There is some chaos.

All of Faerun know the Birds and that a terrible horror is coming. I admit I haven’t thought of how the general populace reacts to this knowledge as much but Lu-Lydia and Daven-ward take advantage of their bods’ sudden celebrity status.

This is earlier so Governor Kalen hasn’t gotten his revenge on Raven’s Roost yet. Magnus remembers and Julia lives dang it. They team up to go and find the Relics and the other birds.

Merle had already left home and parleys, trying to reunite the birds (he can’t summon the undead - or else would he summoned Lup right? - so he fears the worst when he can’t contact Barry, Lucretia or Davenport.)

I can’t decide when Taako is at this point but he’s on a war path LUCRETIA. (He might deflect from the THB and go off with Barry to search for Lup later on??)

Tres Horny Boys and Julia are back together and go relic hunting (they probably head for the Chalice first since that’s the one they know where is)

Lucretia and Davenport probably try steering Kravitz away from the THB in case they suffer divine retribution.

The THB+1 run into Lu-Lydia and Daven-ward without knowing about the possession.

That’s all I have so far (I can’t figure out how Lup fits in ;; !) - I’m not planning on doing anything with this but I’m having fun with it

#daily davenport #davenport taz #madame director lucretia #edward and lydia #johann taz #long post #kravitz #magnus terry burnsides #merle hitower highchurch #Taako Tacco the Wizard (y'know from tv?)#barry j bluejeans #taz balance #thezonecast #if angus is here he's like four and the world's babiest detective #mod podge #252 #sorry it's not the usual fare but this blog ends up being me having fun and sometimes y'all like it too a good portion of the time?? sorry #There's like four plots going on but Davenport's A-Plot

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dragaoel · 5 years

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Jun'ichirō, aka Jun (- Silverdell)

the volume of the radio slowly dwindles down and only static noise is left to be heard

"those are dangerous words"

"not for him " Anja replies, her head laying on her outstretched arm that's on the table , her whole posture the embodiment of laziness. "loved ones always have it easier here"

"Not always" Jun says grimly and glances out of the window" it's because he's an outsider that he's allowed more freedom than any of us"

"aren't you a loved one too?"

Jun sighs deeply and turns towards the albino girl. For a second ,pain , frustration and a hint of panic can be seen in his eyes before it vanishes. He lets out a bitter laugh.

"and you saw where that lead me to,half dead in a ditch"

INTRODUCTION JUN :

half japanese half black

has waist long black thick hair and brown skin

has a ‘’prince in anguish’’ aura but masks it with him being over the top ridiculous and dramatic

is 5′11

born 12th october (libra)

‘‘the risk i took was calculated, but man, am i bad at math’‘

Jun is my favourite character, i made him on a whim as a side character in a old story and then i started using him more and more as a background character until i realized the potential he had. He's also one of the character whom i put into a lot of different aus, the most favourite one was where he was a vampire who loved laying in the garden and eat roses all day

Rukiya (-Though the god’s have left)

‘‘i have dreams about them’‘ Rukiya says and plucks a string on her bass. The deep note rumbles through the room and her short curls moves along as she drops her head lower

‘‘i'm high in the sky, looking down onto a land that seems oh so familiar, with people screaming at me asking me to help them’‘

‘’do you understand them? ‘’ a band member asks

‘‘weirdly i do’‘ Rukiya answers ‘‘ it seems to be in my native language but also not, as if it was way before everything happened, you know, the ancient time’‘

INTRODUCTION RUKIYA :

Out of the both of them Rukiya is the older twin by 4 minutes

she’s also the artsy one than her sister whos into sports

wears black literally 24/7 and has dark circles despite sleeping enough

is 5′9

is black (kenyan)

mole on the left side of her cheek

fluent in her native tongue kiswahili

Majors in Film

loves anything that has to do with space nd aliens

born 24th january (aquarius)

has a sweet tooth

*cocks gun* ‘’basements haunted’’

i like the idea of twins that are completely the opposite of each other. Rukiya just like Imara have a big chunk of my personality in them, it's just that i lean more towards Rukiya than Imara.

Akiho (-Though the god’s have left)

Kneeling down, she cocks her head to the side, her eyes cold and her lips pressed into a thin line ‘’ dont think your actions won't have consequences’’ she sneers ‘’ the next time i see you harassing another girl again i'll make you wish you were never born’’

Akiho dusts herself , picks up the bat , glances one last time at the boy laying on the floor and walks away, the echoes of her shoes the only noise to be heard

INTRODUCTION AKIHO :

is 5′4

majors in theater

her fashion style is y2k

is the other one of the dumbass duo

has freckles on her nose

is japanese

doesn't like sweet things usually eats traditional sweets made by her mom or things that are sour/bitter, but salty food has to be spicy asf

born, 14th april (aries)

her side teeth are really pointy

has long peach colored straight hair

‘‘I’d sell you to satan for one corn chip’‘

Akiho comes from a family of 3, she's the youngest sibling and she has that energy. She likes to play with her oldest brother children, doesn't want any on her own though. will fight anyone who is disrespectful, esp towards women

Hyunjin (-Though the god’s have left)

The tall girl slumps her body onto her girlfriend shoulder, watching her fry the fish in the pan into charcoal. Hyunjin wrinkles her nose in a attempt to push the glasses up without having to actually touch them, before she sighs deeply.

‘‘Just-’‘ she starts and softly takes ‘‘let me do it, otherwise you'll burn the kitchen down like last time’‘

Praveena puffs her cheeks up ‘’that actually wasn't my fault, it was the gasherd-’’

‘‘i know i know’‘ Hyunjin chuckles and kisses her cheek ‘‘but i have a exam tomorrow and i would like not not have an indigestion’‘ she frowns and flips the fish over and sighs. It seems the fish can’t be saved anymore.

INTRODUCTION HYUNJIN :

korean

has short dyed blue hair, but the back part is longer than the front part.

is ‘5′10

majors in engineering technology

born 14th may (taurus)

has literally no sense of style and wears glasses cause she has a slight astigmatism that you can't really see

has a mole next to her right eye

‘‘a financially unstable mess but at the liquor store they call me ma’am’‘

honestly out of all the characters i draw hyunjin the most. In the beginning she had shoulder length but then i shortened it because i liked it more. She's an only child and her mother runs a bakery while her father works in a office. She's the calm type that's constantly tired because she never sleeps

Praveena (-Though the god’s have left)

She shuffles the cards and lays them out on the table. The customers sees the fool, the moon and the star. Praveena touches them with her fingertips ‘’ you seem to be either at the beginning or at the end of a new journey ’’ she pauses and thinks ‘’but either way you're prepared for what is to come’’

The customers nods ‘’i'm soon moving away from this city’’

‘‘I see’‘ Praveena counters and points at the next card ‘‘the moon indicates that you’re hesitant and fearful in your decision, there might be something from the past that is holding you back and influencing you in the present and possibly the future

the customer tenses up, her eyes fixed on the card and her lips tight

‘‘though’‘ Praveena continues ‘‘at the end you’ll be at peace and glad that you pushed through all the turbulences

INTRODUCTION PRAVEENA :

tamil ,dark skin with long wavy violet dyed hair

Hyunjin’s girlfriend

has calm energy but is also very erratic

loves astrology & tarot

majors in psychology

5′5

born 20 july (cancer)

has droopy eyes

‘‘god cant help you now’‘

i made praveena cause i wanted a harmonious wlw couple, that have that ‘’old married pair’’ plus out of all the ocs those two are the ones that i drew first. Praveena has the tendency to blow things up how though is a mystery and hyunjin always has to clean up everything.

Imara (-Though the god’s have left)

‘‘no listen, it doesn't make sense why would you wear a bra and some tight ass pants knowing you’re about to fight people who have knives and GUNS?’’ Imara asks perturbed.

‘‘Cause men are horny’‘ Rukiya retorts and raises an eyebrow

‘‘still doesn't make sense like wow!, some fucking boobs, like really? really? is that what gets you going? just some breast pressed up in a bra that is too damn tight and a flat stomach on a skinny ass girl that has absolute no muscles despite the training she went through?

Rukiya sighs ‘’ is this about-’’

‘‘lara croft yes’‘ Imara interrupts and slams her finger on the table ‘‘and im going to die on this hill that men shouldn't be allowed to create games!’‘

INTRODUCTION IMARA:

plays games a lot, esp the loz series

has curly dyed blonde hair that's mostly tied in a ponytail or a bun because she cant be bothered with it, though rukiya helps her all the time cause she never really learned how to deal with curly hair.

Is on a baseball sponsorship because she's that good (she's a pitcher)

is totally tone deaf unlike her twin

isnt good with crows ie: strangers crowding around her after her team won a game

is kenyan

5′9

has a mole next to her upper lips on the left side

loves 90's rnb & hip hop music

‘‘he proclaimed his undying love and asked me to do the same, i had to overcome my desire to laugh’‘

Imara does have a slight complex about being a twin because she feels like Rukiya is the cooler one despite people loving her too. She's loud and boisterous basically a chad, but better. She's dorky and literally spends her free time gaming but she doesn't just play any game shes v specific when it comes to that. Her mom always has a headache because of her but thats okay but in the end her mom loves her to death.

Ava (-Though the god’s have left)

‘’do you you know how much it's sucks that at the end of all of this , i'm the one waiting for them?’’ Ava exclaims ‘’that i'm the one who will have to watch them go through the door to be evaluated? that i'm ultimately the end?

‘‘you’re not all alone-’‘

‘‘you don't understand’’ Ava interrupts, as she points at the short girl ‘’ i will have to watch my mom, my family that raised me go through that door and know that that will be the last time i will see them in that body!’’

INTRODUCTION AVA:

She’s haitian

keeps her hair in a short chin length dark blue bob

majors in sociology

she and akiho are the ‘’comedy duo’’ of the group

is 5′6

born 4th november (scorpio)

‘‘my only crime was that i was down to clown’‘

When i make akiho i felt like she needed a companion so i made ava, both of them were inspired by the early 2000 shows characters. Although Ava likes to goof around she's also very studious and serious about her future. She comes from a family of 6 and she’s the second oldest. She and her older sister fight constantly

Nïrnaya (Dawn over the horizon)

‘‘Magic’‘ the elf stars, her tall stature hunched over the herbs ‘’ is in the nature we’re surrounded in, in the mountains that stand high and the rivers that flow into the deep sea’’

she straightens up and walks over to Nïrnaya ‘’ we might lose everything.’’ She pokes the girl on the forehead ‘’but magic will forever stay with you because its the core of your being‘’

INTRODUCTION NÏRNAYA :

shes a mischievous 15 year old

has black curly long hair that are mostly braided

does not want to do this whole adventure thing because of how it reminds her too much of the ‘’chosen one trope’’ and thats too much responsibilities

born during the year of the earth dragon

‘‘snacking between meals is the least, but tastiest, of my problems’‘

i came up with this story and character because i wanted a book where a black girl for once was the main character, where she could experience the same thing as other mc (ie eragon etc) basically i wanted black representation in a medieval-esque world but with my own spin because the world itself is not very western like

#writeblr #character introduction #original character #writer #hua's word #writers on tumblr #writeblr community #character intro post #oc moodboard

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studylifeusa · 4 years

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Living in Washington State

Imagine a towering, vibrant green forest where the air is clean and smells of the ocean. You’re in the Pacific Northwest, one of the most breathtaking and rain-dampened locations on earth. Dubbed the Evergreen State, Washington has no shortage of plants and wildlife. In fact, you could say it's forever green.

Get it? ForEVER GREEN.

Driving through the Olympic Peninsula is stunning and far easier than driving through downtown Seattle. Through canopies of trees, the Olympic Mountains hoist Mt. Olympus high in the horizon, sprinkled with snow and visible for miles, even from sea-level Seattle.

The Puget Sound area, which encompasses Seattle and its surroundings, is like a fishbowl, circled by mountain ranges and hills. However, leave the swimming to the fish, the water is super-duper cold. From West Seattle to Ballard, downtown Seattle sits on the waterfront, a dynamic blend of nature and urban life.

Not far from the waterfront and piers is the famous Space Needle. If you’re feeling out of this world, visit the Pacific Science Center! There are always new science exhibits, laser light shows every night, a tropical butterfly house, and huge IMAX movie theaters. Across from the Spaceship — I mean the Space Needle —is the Museum of Pop Culture. Locally known as the MoPOP, guitar legend Jimi Hendrix is immortalized within, along with other artists who’ve influenced the Seattle scene like Pearl Jam and Nirvana.

You’ll smell the teen spirit on King Country transportation, which can get you anywhere you need to go! It’s reliable, quick, and always improving.

Not only is the city ground zero for companies like Amazon, Boeing, and Microsoft, but Seattle’s famous football team, the Seahawks, makes headlines with victories throughout the season. Blue Fridays (named for the blue and green colors of the team) are regular celebrations in Washington. Many workplaces allow employees to wear their fan jerseys to work on game days instead of business attire.

Driving east, away from Seattle, over the Cascades and through Steven’s Pass, you land in the beautiful expanse of Eastern Washington. Watch out for Sasquatch, this is his turf.

Your first stop needs to be the Bavarian-style village of Leavenworth. During the holidays, every building and tree is covered in lights. You can forget your rain gear here, because most of the rain doesn’t reach beyond the summit of the mountain range!

Eastern Washington is rolling hills, national forests, canyons, lakes, and rushing rivers. If you’re up for an adventure, you’ll need a car. From apple orchards to vineyards, you’re sure to find a U-Pick farm to collect your own produce for a small fee or various fresh produce stands to stock up on road trip snacks.

On your drive, take a dip in the Columbia River! There are also lakes and waterfalls, like the Palouse Falls — but they’re nothing compared to this giant river that cuts through the state.

Dead in the center of the state is the Gorge Amphitheatre, a landmark for the music scene. You can’t even exist in Washington until you’ve lost yourself to the rhythm that vibrates through the acoustic gorge. Live, outdoor concerts fill you with crisp Pacific Northwest air, and bass that shakes your core, leaving you feeling the beat long after the music has stopped.

If you’re into the small-town vibes and quiet spaces, the Eastern Washington-Idaho border is your area. The remote location creates an unparalleled safety and compassionate, close-knit community. It’s widely known among Washington millennials that WSU is the place to be for epic events, especially during Halloween —or Halloweek as it’s called on campus. Just know your limits and stretch before dancing.

Washington is welcoming and open to all. You can experience all four seasons in one day, get next-day shipping from Amazon, and there are coffee stands everywhere.

Education opportunities in Washington State:

Public two-year community college in Seattle: Seattle Central

Private four-year university in Seattle: Seattle U

Public four-year university in Eastern WA: Washington State University

All the other Washington institutions you can attend at and more information at Study Washington.

Zya Rizor is the editorial assistant at Study in the USA, specializing in content creation and social media management.

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#washington state #seattle #Washington State University #Seattle University #seattle center #space needle #olympic peninsula #pacific northwest #blog #studyusa #study in the USA

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grasslandgirl · 5 years

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Top Ten Songs I’m Obsessed with in No Particular Order

(disclaimer! These are only the songs I’m obsessed with like at this PRECISE moment... this list will probably change next week if not by tomorrow)

the (lady Gaga voice) incredible wonderful groundbreaking @theonewherelaurynhasablog and @dittywitty tagged me in this so here we go!!!!!!

1) Love You Like That, Dagny

ok but

You know how they say you got the real thing When nothing else matters I love you like that I love you like that I love you like that I love you, I love you I love you like that All I wanna say is I got the real thing And nothing else matters I love you like that I love you like that I love you like that I love you, I love you I love you like that

just like..... the music and melody and harmony and beat of this i just.... idk i just indescribably love it

it makes me want to like run wild in an empty parking lot in the middle of the night with my best friends where everything’s beautiful and blurry and perfect like.... yeah

2) NFWMB, Hozier

literally i love this Entire song but like....

If I was born as a blackthorn tree I'd wanna be felled by you Held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies

fuck me UP!!

3) Nobody, Mitski

me and everybody else but like she Did That

I've been big and small and Big and small and Big and small again And still nobody wants me Still nobody wants me

i FELT that

4) Human Right, the Strike

tbh im pretty sure this song is like magic or smth bc like i Dont dance but everytime i hear it i like Have To

but in a good way

Baby don't fight I want to see you move tonight Turn out the lights Dancing is a human right

5) Green Light, Lorde

I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it

tbh i would die for miss Lorde and like this song makes me wanna drive at night w the windows down and this song blasting!!

6) B Team, Marianas Trench

ahhhhhhh

im pretty sure it was an eldonado playlist that introduced me to this song, but i dont remember whose it was (the just a little pda playlist! i LOVE it!!)

In the end I'm not the first choice You say you want someone just like me So then why am I your plan Why am I your plan Why am I your plan B?

like......... not to be repetitive... but i FELT that

7) Movement, Hozier

fuck this song makes me wish i still did ballet like i WISH i had the grace and power this song demands of me....

also i wish i had huge bass speakers to play it out of

When you move I can recall somethin' that's gone from me When you move Honey, I'm put in awe of somethin' so flawed and free

he’s so powerful......

8) Stay I Pray You, Anastasia

I’m switching it up a little w some broadway but literally this song is SO beautiful and like heart wrenching and just Ugh i love it so dearly

[for context, this song takes place right before a group of exiled russian aristocracy flees thier homeland forever during the years just following the russian coup and the implementation of communism in the early 1900s]

How can I desert you? How to tell you why? Coachmen, hold the horses Stay, I pray you Let me have a moment Let me say goodbye To bridge and river Forest and waterfall Orchard sea and sky Harsh and sweet and bitter to leave it all I'll bless my homeland till I die

catch me crying! seeing this live was indescribable!!

9) Mr. Brightside, the Killers

of course this had to be on here, i’m gay aren’t I?

open up my eager eyes, ‘cause I’m Mr. Brighside

this is my bff and I’s like Song and we do this thing where we belt it w the windows down and change the ‘brightside” to “bitch-side”

tis quite fun. id suggest it

10) God is a Woman, Ariana Grande

ngl this song changed my life

(Yeah) And I can be all the things you told me not to be (Yeah) When you try to come for me, I keep on flourishing (Yeah) And he see the universe when I'm the company It's all in me

she’s literally...... indescribably powerful.........

OK! there we go!!!!!!

im tagging: @thotdagas @lewissimon @punkrock-gay @wlwshehulk @actualbabe and anyone else who wants to do this!!

i listen to a Lot of music like Constantly but this was fun!! 💖💖

#tag games #lauryn #songs #mine

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minyboy · 3 years

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I got a request to make some non-muscular male Martial Arts Kids. Well that's as un-buff as I can make a team of crime fighting marital artists. Their scrawny arms are about to fall off. and now bios, but first a word from our sponsors... me! Disclaimer! I wish to assure everyone that all the Martial Arts Kids I make are friends and are friendly towards each other. But they also are human. They are diverse set of characters with different backgrounds, beliefs, and upbringings, yielding unique points of views. That's why we have diversity. Like any group of friends, there will be conflicting points of views, it's not malleolus, it's human. To have the world be perfect and everyone always liking everything everyone else does is bad writing and badly reflects on the creators. So there is no ill intent in the characters, they are just people trying to figure their way in the world just like anyone else. Thank you. Bios from left to right.

Jaymore Holmes (Jay) Age 9:

Jay is a smart but sometimes timid person. He will fight when he must, but often does his best to avoid conflict, and thanks to his creativity and intelligence he’s pretty good at avoiding them. Since he is a 9 year old child, this kind of makes sense. Jay can get very shy at times and stammers when he is nervous, it can make it difficult to talk to him. Jay hides a huge rock collection from his peer, he is too embarrassed to show them for it is incomplete and maybe a bit silly to him. Jay is trying to find his way in the world, but it’s a big and scary place and he’s just a kid.

Likes: playing video games, running, listening to the radio, mayflies, his grandma attending museums, going to the movies, charity work, podcasting, travelling, reading, walking away from the market

Dislikes: the color blue, being outdoors, bugs, open flower fields, loud people, dinosaurs, tea, eating fish and telling bad jokes

Ryan West Age 12:

Ryan used to have a passion for art, but one day seemed to lose all his love for it. He is not wandering from place to place in life trying to find a new passion (besides the Martial Arts Kids, of course). He's a brave boy, kind, caring to his fellow humans, but he often has a bit of distrust toward them and snakes around people he can. When he can’t he can become very grumpy when talking to anyone for too long. For some reason he blinks excessively and is always on the lookout for… something. Sharon Briggs keeps on trying to set his single dad on random dates. It’s a kind thing, but she’s not very good at it because she just chooses at random. He appreciates it, even if it makes him concerned from time to time . Ryan has a poor judgement of character and often misunderstands or makes incorrect presumptions, which can lead to trouble. Ryan is a kind, brave person, but wishes to find his purpose in life without too much social discomfort.

Likes: butterflies, boxing, Sharon, barges, art, waking up early, bees, birds, talking cows, crystal balls, his mom, volcanoes, extinct animals and wandering around aimlessly all day long laughing.

Dislikes: horror books, his art, Valentines Day, Shakespeare, cosmetology, Nightwing’s red costume, squids, indie music, Sherlock Holmes later books and guitars.

Ziggy Williamson Age 14:

Lab technician by day, surfer dude by afternoon, he goes to bed at night. When Ziggy’s not surfing the afternoon away or kicking bad guys' butts, he helps Nunu in her laboratory as a technician. While he works more on the biological side of things he does have an interest in the machines he uses and that’s why he partners up with Nunu. She can be cold to him but they work well together and enjoy each other's company, usually. But one can not be friendly to another all the time, that would be pure madness or pure apathy. Ziggy is a more laid back dude but He has big hopes and dreams for this future, but very few believe he wants to do anything about them. Sadly sometimes he believes these people. Nunu is some of the few people who believes in him, or at least what he creates. Ziggy hosts a local surfing club with numbers like Aina, Maeve and Celesta. He wishes to use what he learns to help fight evil and clean up the local beaches, then he plans to sell his inventions for profit. Most don’t take him seriously, but he’ll work hard to one day prove them wrong, or right.

Likes: wild life, swamp scum, Nunu, traffic signs, people with manners, inactivity, surfing, the beach!, strategy games, lizards, and waking up early.

Dislikes: magic shows, noses, patterned socks, long fingernails, cold days, hard work, not beginning believed in, his will power, blepharism, and willow trees.

Myong Si-U Age 16:

Myong is a young aspiring film director, but he has not filmed anything… yet. He has many plans for stories he wants to tell and he wants big local names in them, like Kerry and River. Not Brandy, for she is too popular and legendary for him to have a chance, or so he thinks. Myong comes from a poor family, he lives with his uncle and aunt because his parents passed away at an early age. He is friendly to all he can, trying his best to make the best impression on everyone, for that is the best way, it’s not what you know, it’s who you know. He plans to know all the important people, if they like it or not. Myong has a severe phobia of sharks, no one knows why, he loves to go swimming often, but he can’t stop talking about them in horror when they are mentioned. Coming from a poor background Myong will do anything to get ahead and that can make him very untrustworthy and a bit standoffish. He wants to make his dreams come true, but can Myong not stare in the abyss to do so?

Likes: movies, Kerry, musicals, dandelions, shiny things, sandwiches, camera, getting free stuff the movie Treasure Island, Christmas, extravagant period clothes from the 1870’s, oceanography and Dominos Pizza.

Dislikes: sharks, being ignored, his teacher Ms. Quinn, stand-up comedy, hot water, candy-making, stories about plucky young magic-users, purple bread, candles and sharks.

Oliver Canmore (Ollie) Age 18:

Ollie is a immigrant from Belgium, he moved from a younger age. He is a very calm person, he speaks the same despite being angry, upset, happy, etc. often looked at by other members as a big brother. Ollie has a passion for cooking and soap making. They often spend their free time making soap. When he’s not being creative or kicking butt he is a groupie of Brandy, for she has many groupies. In fact Brandy sometimes loses track of who is her groupie and Ollie can feel that. Ollie will defend Brandy from any criticism and will look out for the other members, often looked upon as the big bother of the group, he can never escape that image and he’s ok with that even with River’s friendly teasing of it. Ollie has trouble focusing on one thing and often aimlessly goes from one passion to the next never truly mastering any one of them. Ollie is kind and has many passions, but can he focus on something that matters to him or forever stay adrift on the Lost Potential Sea?

Likes: Brandy, duh, sound of a ticking clock, deep sea diving, cooking, singing, caring for people, soap, shampoos, Skyrim, parasols, fast cars, breakdancing and snow globes.

Dislikes: hand fans, fantasy books from the 1940’s,sensation of heavy bass, fireworks, loud noises in general, manga, gnomes, musicals, and the sensation of the color yellow.

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