freezing water!!!

How The World Works Chapter 13

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(Y/N) P.O.V
We rode around for a while, looking for Faith and Alex, but they were nowhere to be found. Although, I found apart of the lake I had never seen before. They wouldn’t have gone down there, would they? I decided to take the risk, and made my way across the unusually choppy water. There were a lot more bumps along the way, and I felt Laf tightening his hold around my waist, probably as nervous as I was about this. I went about 20mph along the waters, which is much slower than my usual 50mph. Although, it wasn’t enough, because I tried turning at a sharp, sudden edge, and I didn’t notice until it was too late that we were flipping. I yelped as I entered the freezing water. For a moment, I couldn’t tell which way was up and which was down, until I saw a light coming from a different direction, and a panicked voice coming from it, as well. I swam as fast as I could, black dots filling my vision, but I managed to get to the surface, just in time. I gasped, coughing out some water, noticing that Laf had been calling me.
“(Y/N), mon ami! Are you alright?!” He asked, concern lacing his voice. He swam towards me, placing a hand on my shoulder and scanning me over.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just wasn’t ready for that.” I replied, shooting him a reassuring smile. “Now, there’s a beach over there.” I pointed to a beach, not even 30 feet away. “Go swim over there and I’ll try to get the water out of the engine.” I carefully got back on the jetski, making sure not to put too much weight on one side, and started it up. Well, tried to at least. It took me 3 or 4 times before it actually worked. However, as I rode around, trying to empty the water, I noticed that it was tipping again and I jumped off, prepared this time. “Fuck…” I cursed under my breath, climbing back on again. I tried again, and soon enough the water was pretty much completely emptied. (A/N: For those of you who don’t know how this works, there are a certain brand of jetskis that shoot water out the back, that comes from the engine. Just a clarification) I sighed in relief and parked it by the beach. Although, the moment I walked onto the beach, I could hear yelling coming from behind some of the trees. I looked at Laf, who also had noticed it. We began sneaking over, only until I recognized the voices.
Faith and Alex?
“You. Barely. Know. Her! Welcome to the 21st century! Here, it takes more than a couple weeks to know someone enough to be their friend, let alone date them! You don’t know her! You don’t know what makes her happy! You don’t know what topics to hold back on and you wouldn’t care anyway! Your words mean as much your ideas: jack-shit!” Faith shouted, their voice becoming clearer as we got closer.
“I’m trying!” Alex retorted, “I know I’m not accustomed yet and I’m trying! I can’t help that I love her! That isn’t my fault!” Wait, was he talking about me? Faith was right? I thought they were just being paranoid… My heartbeat had become as loud as the yelling at this point, thumping in my ears.
There was a pause, Faith probably was as shocked as I was. However, it didn’t last long before their demeanor changed completely. They went from being heated and anger-ridden to icy-cold. “Stay away from her. I mean it.”
I walked forward a bit more, catching up to Laf. He pointed a bit to the left, only then did I see them, and boy, did they look angry.
“Or what?!” Alex yelled, walking towards them, “She is an adult! We both are! She doesn’t need you to baby her and stop her from living her life!” Faith wasn’t babying me, were they? No. They wouldn’t do that, I know them.
“Are you really an adult?! You’re a corpse that’s been given an undeserved second chance! You wasted the entirety of your marriage on either ignoring your wife and child, cheating on her, or flirting with Laurens! I am her best friend: I’m here to take her on spontaneous adventures and be a crap influence, but I’m also here ward off jerks that she doesn’t see the problem in yet! You are an arrogant, loud-mouthed cheater. You are low-tempered and irresponsible! She can live her life however the hell she wants, but I refuse to let it be with some jerk that FALLS IN LOVE in like a WEEK!” Faith screamed, making me jump. I began walking towards them, hoping to intervene, but Laf held me back, probably to stop even more chaos from ensuing.
“Maybe you’re right! Maybe I don’t deserve this, but I’m sure as hell not letting it go to waste! And you’re right about being a crap influence! A normal friend would be happy they’re falling in love! Another thing, how the fuck are my mistakes affecting YOU to the point where you feel the need to harass me?! They were 200 years ago! I would know, I was there! I’m trying me best to fix it!!!”
“HARASSING YOU?! Seriously?! You are a figure in history, a man who fought in a war and somehow didn’t die of disease, let alone the guns, and you’re getting pissy over a failing college student saying you’re not good enough for their best friend?! How petty are you?! Moreover, how the hell is getting with ANOTHER GIRL going to fix ANYTHING?! I’m a bad influence in the sense of telling her we should drive up to Wyoming for a few days, me not being happy that she’s falling in love with someone who is so untruthful that he couldn’t even tell the truth about getting his own SON KILLED is being a good friend!” I gasped, not realizing the tears gathering in my eyes. They were going too far. They always had anger issues, but I thought they were getting better about handling them. Guess I was wrong…
“DON’T YOU DARE BRING MY SON INTO THIS! You don’t know me! You don’t know what I’ve been through! My mistakes DONT AFFECT YOU! This isn’t any of your fucking business! She doesn’t need you! You are just getting in the way of her living her life! How about you fuck right off before you ruin her life anymore than you already have?!” I held back a sob, as Laf began whispering comforting things, although not understandable as they were in French, and rubbing my shoulder.
“Alexander Hamilton, born January 11, 1757 in Charlestown Nevis. Your father abandoned you when you were ten years old, your mother died when you were twelve, all this from a single Wikipedia search, I know everything about you.” Faith stepped forward. I was expecting them to be fuming, but they were icy-cold. That scared me even more. “the difference between you and I; you don’t know me, you can’t know me, and you don’t know her. You’re not special here, you’re an angry blogger who thinks he is better than everyone else, if I’m ruining her life, so be it, although I find it hilarious that you know anything about how I have supposedly already ruined her life when you don’t even know her birthday, her middle name, Hell, what she majors in! You. Don’t. Know. Her. You loving her is proof enough that you don’t deserve her, just like you didn’t deserve Eliza, you didn’t deserve Philip, and you didn’t deserve Maria, you take advantage of people because you can’t take the time to get to know anyone, you assume that they will be all over you, and then you screw them over, I will not allow you to do the same to y/n.” It seemed like they were going to walk away. God, I hope they were going to walk away. However, they turned around and punched Alex with all their might in his diaphragm, something I taught them to do in a sticky situation. He fell back, hitting his head on one of the rocks. I yelped, Laf tightening his hold on me. “Your son deserved a Father, not an asshole who liked to play house when he wasn’t sleeping around with his mistresses.” They said in a frozen whisper, sending chills up my spine, making the tears flowing down my face even colder than they once were. They stormed off, getting on their jet-ski and leaving.
Laf loosened his grip and I took the opportunity to run to Alex, who was desperately trying to catch his breath on the ground. I kneeled down next to him, placing a hand on his back. He jumped for a second, relaxing when he saw it was me.
“Are you okay?? God, Alex, I’m so sorry I didn’t come over sooner. I couldn’t-”
“I’m okay, really.” He started, out of breath, then he started coughing. He sat up and continued coughing for a moment.
“Yeah, you’re definitely fine. Let’s get back, huh?” I asked, helping Alex to his feet, along with Laf.
“(Y/N), are we all going to fit on there?” Laf questioned, as we approached the beach.
“No clue, but we can sure as hell try.” I replied, climbing onto the front, holding out a hand for whoever would climb on after me, who ended up being Alex. After Laf squeezed on, we all scooted as forward as possible. We actually fit better than I thought we would. I took off, smirking when Alex gripped my waist much tighter than before. I made sure to go slow, and not to make any hard turns. Luckily, nothing happened and we managed to make it back to our bit of the beach without any mishaps. I made a beeline for the campsite, where I knew they would be. As expected, they were there.
I stormed up to Faith, Alex and Laf following close behind. “FAITH!” I shouted, my anger getting the best of me. “What the fuck were you thinking?!” I said as I got their attention.
Faith turned around, their eyes falling on Alex and I, muttering a quiet “crap” before crossing their arms and huffing, “I was thinking that I had to do something.” They said, simply.
“You didn’t have to do anything! That isn’t your job! I am able to make my own decisions, y'know?!” I replied, getting even madder that they acted like this was common-sense.
“Yes, you are, I have not once denied that, however that doesn’t mean it’s always the right decision!” They replied, already getting a bit heated “I can’t believe you’re freaking out that I don’t think that the ancient guy who is known for having cheated on his wife isn’t a good match for you!”
“That isn’t even it! You have been at his throat of weeks now, no matter how hard he tries to fix his mistakes!” I exclaimed, exasperated. “Hell, Faith, you just socked him and left him on a beach in the middle of nowhere! A little bit inhumane, don’t you think?!” I hissed.
“Don’t Be dramatic, it wasn’t the middle of nowhere, he could easily have found his way back to camp, and as unbiased as your opinions are-“ they started sarcastically “his ‘mistakes’ are the kind of mistakes that ruin innocent people. Y/n he didn’t appreciate his wife enough to even stay loyal to her, excuse me if I don’t exactly trust him.” They snapped back, sneering.
“‘Unbiased’??? What the fuck is that supposed to mean, huh?!” I mocked their sarcasm. “I’m just stating the facts. 'Innocent?!” I demanded, sarcastically. “You’re acting like I’m a 6-year-old! I know what I’m signing up for, I know what I’m doing!!”
“Do you!? Are you sure!? You’ve been all over his before-the-wheel flirting since he’s gotten here! Have you actually stopped to consider the circumstances!? What happens when the years catch up to them or they go back to their own time!? Have you even begun to think about that!? Why do you think I’ve completely shied away from anything other than glances with Frenchie!? I am trying to keep you from getting attached to someone who one isn’t good for you and two; I don’t know if he will be here for as long as you want him! We don’t even know how he got here in the first place let alone when or if he’ll go back!” They yelled, all sarcasm gone.
“Glances?! That’s what you’re calling them now?! You two flirt obliviously back and forth, like nobodies business! You are just as emotionally invested in these boys as I am, so stop acting like you’re any better than me, in this situation, because you’re not!!” I shouted, stepping forward. “I understand you’re trying to protect me, but this has gone too damn far, Faith! It isn’t any of your business, anymore!”
For a moment they said nothing, their glare smoldering “How is this not my business!? You made it my business, if you didn’t want me invested in any of this you shouldn’t have brought me into it! Not once have I ever claimed to be better than anyone! What’s gone too far is this dumb infatuation you have and the fact that you can’t see that it’s not going to work!”
“It doesn’t look like they’re going home, any time soon, does it?! And he’s trying to fix his mistakes! If he loves me, that’s perfectly fine, because- y'know what?! Fuck it!” I stormed over to Alex, grabbed him by his t-shirt collar, and pulled him into a kiss. Sparks shot throughout my body and the butterflies in my stomach returned.
He was shocked at first, but then he started to kiss me back, placing a hand on my cheek. We went on for a moment, before I pulled away. “Because, I fell for him too. How do you not get it?” I asked, in a smaller voice this time. Faith opened their mouth to say something, but stormed off into their tent. I sighed, tears gathering again as I truly hated fighting with them. I sat down, leaning on a tree, and put my head in my hands. This was supposed to be a trip to have fun and to get rid of stress, not add to it. It was only a moment before a heard someone kneel in front of me, take my hands and wipe the tears from my eyes. I looked up to see it was only Alex. He sent me a sympathetic smile, and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.
“I’m sorry, (Y/N).” He apologized, the smile fading into a frown. He didn’t need to specify what for, as everyone knew.
I was quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say. Eventually, I replied, “It isn’t your fault, Alex. You’re fixing your mistakes. Faith just doesn’t see that yet. Give them time, hun. They’ll come around eventually.” His eyes lit up, and the smile returned.
“Thank you, really.” He said, genuinely.
“No problem, Lexi.” I replied, pulling him in for another kiss.

ok this my list of hoe tips and life tips in general

- can’t get ur pussy smooth?? always prickly?? shave diagonally and horizontally instead of up and down, and always use a new blade

- can’t get ur pussy soft?? shave with hair conditioner and massage it in for like 30 seconds before. after u shave, massage with baby oil, and lotion after a shower

- EXFOLIATE. exfoliating is the key to life. mix used coffee grounds with a moisturizing oil (olive or coconut is best). rub that shit all over your legs before you shave until ur hands start to feel funny

- dry feet?? bih me too. rub a fuck ton of regular lotion (or foot cream if u fancy, even Vaseline works) all over your feet and put double socks (or fuzzy socks) on before bed. yass

- this one is the most basic but pls drink water. it’ll clear ur skin, flush out your kidneys to prevent bladder infections, and ur pussy gonna be wet asf

- salt, fat, caffeine, dairy, etc. r gonna make u taste all funky down there. fruits, veggies, and anything w high water content is gonna make u taste fresh/sweet

- smoking and drinking also gonna make u taste funky. and smoking is especially bad for u, so put out the cig babe

- using soap on ur pussy gonna fuck up ur pH bad. the vagina is a self cleaning device, and all u need is a really soft washcloth (or even a cotton shirt) and some water, let ur body do ur thing

- if ur used to wearing tampons and that’s what u find comfortable, use a menstrual cup! very sanitary and will save u a TON of money in the long run

- want a natural lip plumper?? mix a lil bit of cinnamon and honey, and gently rub it into your lips w a soft toothbrush n leave it on for a min. slather on some chapstick n ur plump n soft

- BUY A VIBRATOR. please do it. it will save ur fucking life

- cotton panties or no panties sis. ur kitty needs to breathe and cotton/no panties will prevent bacterial and fungal infection

- got hair on ur face? got rough skin? GURL SHAVE IT! wash your face as normal and pat dry, gently run a clean razor over any areas (cheeks, chin, neck). tone and moisturize like a motherfucker. smooth!

- pubic hair is healthy and good and keeps ur vag clean! don’t shave it unless YOU want to, don’t leave that decision up to ur nasty man

- allow urself junk in moderation. it’ll make making healthy choices easier if u allow urself a little treat every once in a while

- a simple equation for a good meal: vegetable + grain/carb, protein

- do ur fucking homework and do it on time

- rubbing a little bit of petroleum jelly on ur pressure points before spraying perfume will make it last longer

- hair holds onto scents v easily. wanna smell like a goddess????,,, spritz that hair

- kat von d everlasting liquid lipstick is blowjob proof. get messy n be on point!

- urban decay all nighter setting spray is gonna save ur life. it’ll keep ur shit in place when u getting dicked, if u cryin, chokin on dick, w/e u like to do

- if ur having trouble getting wet even after sufficient foreplay, a little bit of water based lube does WONDERS. also won’t deteriorate condoms (oil) or get gritty (silicone)

- need to stretch out ur shoes?? fill two ziploc bags with water and put them in ur shoes. put shoes in the freezer until water freezes solid, and dethaw with a hairdryer. especially effective on leather!

- having problems deepthroating? make sure ur throat is in line with ur mouth, if it’s not the dick won’t go down

- can’t deepthroat at all? cover ur teeth with ur top lip and press ur tongue to the roof of ur mouth while he thrusts. 10/10!

- communication w ur partner during sex will make it a trillion million times more satisfying

- frizzy hair? put conditioner on the tips of your hair (nape of the neck and down) and shampoo right on ur scalp. volumizes without frizzing!

- this one kinda weird but don’t hold ur pee unless u wanna mean bladder infection/UTI

- pee after u masturbate please. u never know what can shimmy up ur urethra, even when ur playin w the little man in the sailboat

- keep a pair of spare glasses with u for when ur contacts dry out. lifesaver

- always keep extra undies, an extra shirt, makeup remover, moisturizer, and comfy shoes in ur car/bag if u can fit all of it

- apply dry shampoo the night before ur gonna need it. it’ll soak up the oil before it sits on ur hair. reapply in the morning n style accordingly

- apple cider vinegar mixed with water works as a good toner if u ain’t got no moneyyyy

- castor oil on ur brows and lashes every night will make them thicker and longer. even just one day will help (bc they will be shiny and moisturized)

ill probs add onto this when i think of more!

I am so sick of the misinformation going around about Standing Rock. To begin with DAPL was set to go through a town called Bismarck, a town that is mostly white. The people of this town expressed concern for the pipeline leaking, and said they didn’t want it.

When the pipleline was re-routed, it was set up to go through land that belongs to the Standing Rock Sioux. For those who don’t know what I mean by “belongs to” because “Oh me oh my, this is American land,” no, it isn’t. Not all of it. There is land that belongs to different Native tribes. Including part of the land that the pipeline will be going through. This was not done with permission. How was this done? This was done by bulldozing up the graves of ancestors. (If that doesn’t bother you, read it as the graves of our veterans; the graves of our presidents’ families; the graves of your family.)

Outside of the media finally watching us for the last six months, the camps have been there before that. I know someone who was there on April 1, 2016. That’s well before the media started paying attention in August. Well before. The camps have been self-sustaining. Yes, there have been donations. Yes, donations were made in physical items, money for items, and money for legal funds. That money and those items went to keeping something beautiful alive.

People who were arrested had numbers written on their arms, they were kept in dog cages. Protectors who were peacefully in prayer had untrained dogs set on them to attack. There are photos floating around of one trainer who couldn’t keep her dog, who had blood in its mouth, under control. In sub-zero conditions in the early morning protectors were hosed down with freezing water - this includes the elderly and children. (Yes, there were children. Guess what, they were getting schooled there. Self sustaining.) Police shot bean bags, rubber bullets, and flash-bang bombs into the crowds. A woman had her arm blown to pieces because of this. 

At every point since the beginning, there has only been peace on our end. No rioting, no fire, no weapons, no alcohol, no drugs; nothing but peace. And from the end of law enforcement has been violence. Even residents had been violent, and police did nothing to them. But they sure as hell arrested people from camp for praying - a nonviolent act.

If you are not Native, you don’t get to dictate what happens on our lands. I don’t give a damn if the government does. The government is breaking a treaty right now, ignoring tribal sovereignty. Just because they do it, does not mean you get to. I don’t care how tired you are of hearing about it. We’re tired of having our lands stolen and having our rights violated. 

Spellcasting Combat Narration for D&D

image credit: Ben Wootten

So I was gonna include this in my other article on narrating combat, but it proved far too lengthy, so I made this into part 2! 

Combat is easy to describe compared to narrating spell attacks. I ran into this problem last session when I was getting into detail telling the barbarian how they tore off an ogre’s head but then the druid just kept using Fire Bolt and I kept defaulting to “you shoot a bolt of fire at his face.” I’m going to try and vary things up with these lists and help everyone else in the process! I am organizing them by energy type.

Mode of Attack

Half of a spell’s attack is how the caster shapes their spell. The same spell can look very different with every casting if you have a creative DM. Feel free to switch it up each time it’s cast, or vary the same spell when cast by different characters of different classes.

Attack Words

Generic shapes and terms that will launch from the caster’s hand.

Helix, Spiral, Beam, Erratic, Mote, Bolt, Stream, Blast, Burst, Blade, Arc, Miasma, Cloud, Eruption, Wave, Cone, Missile, Rune, Glyph

Class-Based Ideas

  • Bard
    • Energy manifests from thin air a foot in front of their instrument as they play
    • Energy is shaped like ribbons of written music that ripples towards enemies
    • Several tiny motes of energy appear with each note sung or played. Each point of damage comes from a mote hitting the opponent (rolls a 4 out of a d6, 4 of the 6 note-motes hit)
  • Cleric
    • Energy falls from the sky or emerges from the ground as the cleric prays
    • Beam of energy originates from holy symbol
    • Spell attack should highlight that the cleric is granted their powers from a greater power, don’t have the energy come from their hand/finger. Have the energy come TO them, and then be thrown at the enemy.
  • Druid
    • Energy is shaped like an animal.
    • Energy rushes forth from the surrounding wilderness and zooms past the druid and toward the foe.
    • Much like Cleric, energy shouldn’t come from the caster. It should come from elsewhere before being thrown at the enemy.
  • Fighter (Eldritch Knight)
    • Energy blasts from their bound weapon pointed at the enemy.
    • Energy fires from their mouth as they yell.
    • Energy surrounds their weapon and is used in tandem with it (if close enough)
  • Monk (Way of Four Elements)
    • Literally just watch Avatar: the Last Airbender and do that.
  • Paladin
    • Most Paladin spells are smite-based, so they usually happen when an attack hits. Otherwise, let the energy come from a higher power like the Cleric.
    • Energy bursts forth from within the creature hit
    • Energy surrounds weapon right as the strike lands
    • Energy falls from the sky or erupts from the ground
  • Ranger
    • Honestly, most Ranger spells often seem a lot like man-made traps like Cordon of Arrows (arrow traps), Fog Cloud (smoke grenade), or Grasping Vine (slipknot trap). But otherwise, Play it like the Cleric where the energy comes from a higher power.
    • Energy takes the form of the Ranger’s animal companion or an animal they associate with.
    • Spells seem to cast automatically whenever the Ranger is in a tight spot, almost as if nature itself is protecting them. The Ranger gives an approving nod whenever this happens in thanks.
  • Rogue (Arcane Trickster)
    • Energy is always accompanied by a shimmer of glitter
    • The Rogue plays with the energy over their fingertips as they whistle before casting the spell.
    • Energy enchants one of the Rogue’s daggers and casts the spell by tossing the dagger at the intended location or target.
  • Sorcerer (Draconic Bloodline)
    • Energy takes the shape of a dragon of your bloodline.
    • Energy surges forth from your breath
    • All energy takes the shape of your bloodline dragon’s energy type, regardless of the actual energy type. For instance, a sorcerer of a blue dragon’s bloodline that casts Burning Hands or Cone of Cold keeps the energy type but shapes the fire and cold damage into the form of a bolt of lightning. 
  • Sorcerer (Wild Magic) 
    • Energy takes on many random forms, never under the full command of the Sorcerer.
    • Energy erupts from random places in the environment when the Sorcerer calls upon them.
    • Energy bubbles and fizzes with all energy types (but mostly the one called upon), as if a piece of Limbo was thrown at the enemy.
  • Warlock (Archfey)
    • Your energy shimmers with iridescent colors and showers enemies with sparks of glitter.
  • Warlock (Great Old One)
    • Your magic corrupts and twists the flesh of the target of your spell, regardless of the energy type.
  • Warlock (Fiend)
    • Energy takes the shape of the unholy symbol of your patron.
  • Wizard (Abjuration)
    • Energy shoots forth from your magical wards, arcing towards your enemies.
  • Wizard (Conjuration)
    • You conjure a short-lived elemental of the energy type you need. It soars at the enemy.
  • Wizard (Divination)
    • You weave the glowing threads of fate in the palms of your hands, tweaking reality to cast your spell.
  • Wizard (Enchantment)
    • You enchant an object to exude the energy and toss it at the enemy.
  • Wizard (Evocation)
    • I mean, you just sorta blast them. That’s what this school’s about.
  • Wizard (Illusion)
    • Your spell usually spawns two or three illusory copies. When the attack misses, the enemy simply managed to dodge the right duplicate.
  • Wizard (Necromancy)
    • Your energy takes the shape of a skull screaming as it flies toward the enemy
  • Wizard (Transmutation)
    • You transmute the energy out of the surrounding environment and fire it at the enemy

On-Hit

So if half of a spell’s attack is the shape and travel of the spell, the other half is when the spell hits. I organized this list by energy type, as different energies will do different sorts of things when they hit a creature. This is mostly a collection of interesting effects, colorful language, and examples.

Fire

  • Your bolt of fire singes their armor (burning cloth, blackening leather, discoloring metal)
  • A tiny bead of fire explodes on contact
  • Showers them with red sparks
  • Your attack leaves behind a billowing trail of smoke
  • A fast-travelling meteor of flame soars from the sky towards the enemy.
  • Your flames leave blisters and cracked skin in its wake.
  • Your fire blackens the enemy’s flesh

Cold

  • You freeze the moisture in the air into icy daggers that fall onto your enemy
  • You freeze the water in their blood to damage them
  • Their skin turns blue and numb
  • You literally hurl a snowball at them.
  • Your spell leaves them covered in a layer of frost
  • A buildup of ice covers where your spell hit. (it’s easily shattered once they move, though)
  • A blast of icy wind and rain leaves them shivering.

Thunder

  • A crack of thunder pummels your foe
  • A high-pitched, deafening shriek focuses itself on the target
  • A thin trail of blood races from the foe’s ears from a sound no one else can hear
  • The enemy falls to their knees cupping their hands over their ears, gritting their teeth
  • You buffet the target with waves of thunderous sound
  • The ground shakes with the force of your spell. Brittle glass objects nearby shatter.

Lightning

  • Lightning comes from the sky to smite your foe
  • You all smell the faint odor of ozone before a bright bolt of lightning streaks toward the target of your spell
  • Before your enemy can blink they are showered in electrical sparks followed by crippling pain
  • The enemy’s back stiffens as the powerful current of lightning surges through them
  • Your attack leaves a permanent web of lightning shaped burns all over one side of their body
  • Your blast of lightning causes their skin to rupture as it travels through their body

Acid

  • Your acid sizzles as it burns a new, unnatural color into their skin
  • The attack melts their flesh, leaving them permanently disfigured at the site of the spell
  • Your spell’s acid causes blue fire to burn where it hit their skin, and bleaches their armor and belongings
  • A rancid smell fills the foe’s nostrils as the acid bubbles on their bare skin, burning through the simple cloth of their shirt.

Poison

  • You spew a poisonous cloud from your mouth at your opponent
  • A spectral viper or insect is flung at the opponent, biting them and filling them with magical venom
  • Your index and middle finger each grow a poisonous fang which you sink into your opponent’s arm (melee range spell attacks only)
  • The enemy’s mouth fills with a foul tasting liquid which forces its way down their throat

Necrotic

  • Your target’s flesh bubbles and boils as a black ichor sputters from the spell’s origin
  • The foe’s flesh festers with magical disease as boils and wounds quickly cover the affected area
  • A skeletal hand wriggles free from beneath the earth, flying towards the target
  • An incorporeal undead shrieks as it flies from your finger toward the enemy to deliver the spell’s effect
  • Black energy swirls around your arm before launching towards the enemy as if it had a life of its own
  • Your iridescent blue magic enters the target’s body and afflicts their soul, making them momentarily dazed as their eyes glaze over.

Radiant

  • A holy light shines from the skies to harm your target, regardless of time of day or obstructions
  • A halo of radiant energy surrounds your head and blinds the target as they gaze upon it
  • Enemies that aren’t of your alignment hear the whispers of your deity moments before being enveloped in a blinding white light
  • The foe’s eyes and mouth emit warm light and they howl in pain
  • A blade of radiant energy slashes through the victim, leaving a trail of blinking motes of light in its wake
  • The enemy’s skin blisters from the raw positive energy surging through them

So essentially this whole post was a creative writing assignment for myself, but I hope that it gives you guys new creative ideas for new spells or new ways to describe existing spells! They don’t much affect the mechanics of the spell at all, so most DMs I suspect will be fine with most of these descriptions if you want your character to cast spells a certain way.

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“It’s going to be all right, sir,“ Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore’s silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "We’re nearly there… I can Apparate us both back… don’t worry…” “I am not worried, Harry,” said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. “I am with you.”

rowana-renee-deactivated  asked:

How many cookies would it take to bribe you into telling me a story, Bucky? They're homemade, and any story will do.

all of them. i will tell you the story while i wait for all of the cookies.

once upon a time, a little shit decided to go fight nazis. 

usually when i start a story that way, its a steve story. but this time its a me story.

i too fought nazis, my friend, and it was not fun at all.  it turns out nazis dont like being fought, and will fight back. this caused us a great deal of stress and trenchfoot. 

as you may or may not know, my nazi fighting buddies were called the howling commandoes. we had a reputation as being ‘howling mad’ which most people assumed is where our name came from. 

it is not.

so shortly after we’d signed up as steves unit, we got sent out on a sort of breaking-in mission. it was supposed to be a pretty routine just-behind-enemy-lines gig, mostly to see how we’d do as a team. at that point, we were the first ‘integrated’ squad under american command, so they wanted to be sure we were up to snuff. basically they sent us a few miles into a relatively lightly-fortified occupied area to blow up a few supply trucks. it went pretty smoothly. we were still getting to know each other, a bit. we’d met in the hydra camp in austria and bonded pretty well there but it wasnt like we were sitting around doing icebreaker questions. so on that first mission we spent a lot of time chatting, getting a better feel for each other as people. like summer camp, but with more potential for death, and shooting of nazis, explosions, and overgrown science experiments in spangly pants. 

so maybe not like summer camp at all.  i wouldnt know, i never went to summer camp. 

anyways, we blew up the supply trucks and we were headed back towards base when we came across a nice little stream. most of us were pretty dirty, so we agreed to take a few minutes, strip down and wash up. the area we were in was supposed to be secure; it was a slightly disputed border area, but it had been safely in allied hands for months. probably it wasn’t the smartest call, but sometimes you get dirt places you never wanted dirt and are willing to literally risk death to get rid of that dirt. 

we left our gear in a little stand of trees on the far side of the stream and washed up. 

at this point, dumdum dougan was establishing his reputation as the Toughest Guy Ever, which was a rough gig when one of your squadmates is captain america, who literally walks off bullet wounds like a moron. nevertheless, dumdum had the mustache and was determined to be the manliest man around, so when the rest of us got in, clean, and back out as fast as we could manage, because the water was freezing, dumdum decided to prove how macho he was by pretending he wasnt cold at all, and the rest of us were wimps. 

naturally, the rest of us thought he was ridiculous. we were all pretty much dressed and good to go, and dumdum was still sitting in an ice-cold stream in april, bragging about how tough he was. i, being a little shit, covertly suggested we play a little prank. 

so the rest of us finished gearing up, then grabbed his things and started running. his pack, his gun, his boots…all his clothes except his hat, which was hanging off the handle of a knife he’d stuck in the tree. we knew he’d stop to get the hat, and that gave us a head start.

as soon as we started running, dumdum came out of the stream after us, and as expected, stopped to get his hat and knife. we had a decent head start, and he was yelling at the top of his lungs after us. we were all laughing our heads off, because he looked like a complete idiot, running after us brandishing a knife, in nothing but a bowler hat. 

unbeknownst to us, a nazi squad had been sneaking through the woods ahead of us, and were setting up an ambush on one of our transport trucks. they were all tucked away in the underbrush, waiting for the transport to get close enough, and had just popped out of the shrubbery and fired their first couple shots.

which was approximately when a ragtag-looking, still-wet group of cackling maniacs led by the bastard child of paul bunyan and lady liberty burst out of the treeline, being chased by an angry naked man in a bowler hat with a knife. 

there was a very long moment when everyone stopped shooting at everyone else and stared at us. 

and then everyone went back to shooting at everyone else.  but the ambush was angled to ensnare the transport coming up the road. we came from behind them, and they had pretty much no cover from our angle. as soon as we realized we’d run into a combat zone, we dropped the gear and started shooting. steve used the dinner platter of justice and cleared out about four nazis at once, and dumdum got the worlds unluckiest nazi with his knife. poor guy. there’s not a whole lot worse than your last sight on earth being a naked dumdum dougan.

 we’d unintentionally provided a perfect distraction, and the transport had time to regroup and return fire. between us, the ambush was taken care of in a few minutes. 

but the thing was, we’d broken protocol by stopping to wash up, and as a shiny new unit still on probation, the last thing we wanted was to tell anyone what had actually happened. 

so instead we told them that we’d known about the ambush and had decided to provide a distraction, and were just crazy enough that we thought the best way to do that was run howling straight into it. dumdum’s nudity was explained as a personal preference: the man just likes fighting nazis naked, sir, and you cant say it wasnt effective??

naturally, the story went everywhere and got bigger each time it was told. probably we should have gotten in tons of trouble but the story was such a morale booster that they let it slide. 

and thats why we were called the howling commandoes. 

The fact that Dany stood out on the balcony hoping Jon would return even though she saw him get dragged into freezing water by three wights.

The fact that he did come back.

The fact that Dany is clearly really self-conscious about being unable to have a child and Jon seems to be sad about that ONLY because it makes her sad and he apparently cannot allow anything to make her sad ever again.

The fact that Jon looks absolutely desperate to comfort her and holds onto her hand like it’s his damn lifeline.

The fact that Jon wants Dany as his queen whether she can produce an heir or not because he realizes that she’s every bit as brave and compassionate as he is.

The fact that in his sleepy puppy state he couldn’t help just calling her “Dany” because he already feels that comfortable with her.

THE FACT THAT JON LOVES DANY.

THE FACT THAT DANY LOVES JON.

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Narwhal

The narwhal (Monodon monoceros), is a medium-sized toothed whale that,  along with the beluga whale is one of two living species of whale in the Monodontidae family. It lives year-round in the Arctic waters around Greenland, Canada, and Russia. The most conspicuous characteristic of the male narwhal is a single long tusk, a canine tooth that projects from the left side of the upper jaw, through the lip, and forms a left-handed helix spiral. A tusk grows throughout life, reaching a length of about 5-10 feet in length. It is hollow and weighs around 22 pounds. About one in 500 males has two tusks, occurring when the right canine also grows out through the lip. Only about 15 percent of females grow a tusk, which typically is smaller than a male tusk, with a less noticeable spiral. Collected in 1684, there is only one known case of a female growing a second tusk.

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Seokjin 

➸ There was nothing rushed during your little shower session, Jin was definitely going to take his time with you. Thankful he had time off to spend with you, he wanted to make it last for a long as he could - from slow kisses to the slow rhythm of his hips as he easily slid into your entrance. Soft moans would fall from each of your lips as they barely separated from one another, you hands caressing his face while his would travel from your thighs, hips, to waist. He didn’t leave any patch of skin untouched, neither did you. Everything about this moment was perfect and filled with bliss. It was as if the whole world had stopped for the two of you…but unfortunately, that’s unrealistic thinking. 

“Could you two stop blowing up the goddamn water bill?” 

Jin nearly drops you at the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you letting out a small squeak as he presses you even farther into the wall, his chest smushing into yours to hide you away from the sudden intruder. 

“Yah, Suga! Why didn’t you knock, that’s so rude!” 

“So is using up all the hot water. Do it in the bedroom, like normal fucking people.” 

Yoongi 

➸ You’ve been needy all day, and when he was finally home, you weren’t wasting a second more. He wasn’t complaining - hell - he was hoping you were in the mood anyways. Things didn’t take long to escalate as Yoongi had no trouble taking you from behind, smirking lazily at the sounds you didn’t even bother to cover up. 

“That’s it, baby, let me hear how good you feel…” 

Constant whispers of unholy things were enough to increase the volume of your moans, not taking into consideration that you two wouldn’t exactly be alone for much longer. Not even 30 seconds have passed when a harsh knock came to the door, but Yoongi didn’t falter into his thrusts - he didn’t even stop. As he continued to pound into you, he answered to whoever was at the door. 

“I’m busy.” 

“Yeah, we know! We all heard you from the front door! The FRONT DOOR, Yoongi! Could you keep it down a little?” 

Min Yoongi grins so devilishly at the back of your head, you could feel chills run down your spine. Gripping your hair tightly to tug your neck backward, you could now see the mischievous look in his eyes; he was up to no good. 

“Sure, no problem.” Without even missing a beat, Yoongi starts back up again at an inhuman amount of speed, finally hitting that one spot over and over again that both made you see stars, and scream at the top of your lungs. By now, the neighbors could probably hear the two of you as well. 

“Is this down enough for you?” They could practically hear his shit-eating grin, all glaring at the door as it seemed that now there was no stopping him. 

He was smart enough to lock the door. 

Namjoon 

➸ The two of you just couldn’t wait; didn’t even get fully undressed until after you stepped into the shower. Namjoon watched you intensely as he undressed you from your now drenched shirt, licking his lips at the mere sight of the water dripping down your body rapidly. 

“Fuck, I’ve missed you, jagi…” He groans before pulling you closer to continue the make-out session you started in the living room. Reaching in between the two of you, you eagerly gripped his already throbbing member causing a strained moan to escape past his lips in surprise. 

Namjoon practically panted in your mouth as your pace picked up in no time, him letting you touch him for as long as you wanted as he placed one hand to the wall to keep his balance. 

“Namjoon, did you break my headphon-OH. OH OH OH I AM SO SORRY. IGNORE ME, YOU SEEM BUSY, ILL ASK LATER BYE.” Hoseok flailed, almost slipping on the rug on his way out, almost forgetting where the door knob was as he dramatically exited the bathroom. 

Both you and Namjoon stared at the door with raised eyebrows, him shrugging his shoulders while you giggled softly while shaking your head. That small interruption didn’t kill the mood at all for the two of you, as he stared down at you with lust filled eyes and a slanted smirk. 

“On your knees, babygirl.” 

Hoseok

➸ It was the end of your anniversary date, which consisted of dinner and a movie. He wanted the night to be perfect, and boy did he deliver. Hoseok was nothing but romantic and gentle with you all night, everything just all cuddly and calm. The warm water that cascaded down your still clothed figures felt so relaxing - his soft kisses that trailed from the side of your face to your neck almost had you practically melting in his arms. Your hands ran through his damp hair, while his were placed firmly on your hips, as the two of you basically slow danced in the shower. 

“You’re too good for me, Hobi…how did I get so lucky?” 

He chuckles softly, now nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. “That’s my line, jagi…I should be asking you that.” 

It didn’t take long for his sweet kisses to turn into sucks, as he marked all of your favorite spots that he’s memorized all too well. Your bite your lip to keep quiet, knowing good and well that the others were in the bed by now…or were they? 

“I’m telling you, Jin-hyung, I turned off the shower an hour ag-OH HOLY SHIT!” As quick as the door came open, it was slammed shut. You and Hoseok now stared at the door in pure horror, covering each other up - even though neither of you was naked yet. Quickly turning off the shower, Hoseok steps out right as Jin opened the door once again - only this time with his eyes covered. By now, Jungkook ran back to his room in embarrassment. 

“I don’t care what you two were about to do in here, it’s none of my business. But, for the sake of Jungkook, and my innocent eyeballs - could you lock the door next time?” 

Jimin 

➸ Just like Hoseok, it was more a soothing type of shower session between the two of you. He sat on the shower bench while you straddled his lap, your bra still intact as Jimin just teased the straps, him smiling teasingly in the kiss as you hissed at him when he would tug it far, only to then let them snap back against your wet skin. 

“Jimin, I swear to God if you do that one more time, I’ll-”

“You’ll what, baby, huh?” His smile drops as he dared you to finish that threat, the hands that were placed upon your upper back now dangerously low on your ass - giving you a warning squeeze. “Did you forget who you talking to for a moment there? Does daddy need to punish you?” 

Before you could even respond, you could see the color drain from his face as his eyes drifted to something that was behind you. Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you turn to see what he was looking at, only to let out a scream in shock. Taehyung stood there in complete horror, unfortunately walking in at the wrong time. 

“I-I…I have no words…”

“Tae…how much did you hear?” Jimin gulps, afraid that his friend might have just discovered a little too much about himself. 

“Enough to where I want to shove pencils in my ears. Dinner’s ready, by the way, but it looks to me you’re already about to eat-”

“Y A H.” Jimin exclaims, Tae shooting his hands up in surrender as he starts to exit the bathroom with still a look of horror on his face. “Don’t tell anyone about this, please. I’m begging you.”

He shrugs, a small smirk starting to creep upon his lips. “Will daddy punish me if I do-”

“sTOP.” 

Taehyung 

➸ It was, at first, a solo shower. You had just gotten home from work, your day already starting off shitty - but that really took the cake. Not only did most of your co-workers call in sick, but they did it on the day where you have the most crowds. You were practically drowning in stress that you almost punched a costumer in the face. In conclusion : worst day ever. 

The dorm was empty by the time you got there, mentally thanking the man up in the sky that at least you came home to some peace and quiet for once. The warm water was exactly what you needed, but yet it wasn’t enough to fully relax you. Sighing heavily at the fact of not being completely satisfied, you lean forward to turn the water off - feeling defeat. It wasn’t until you felt a pair of cold hand grab your waist, and spin you around did you accidentally turn it to freezing ice water before letting out a small scream. Taehyung doesn’t hesitate to seal you screams with a kiss, letting you register that it was only him as you finally calmed down. 

“You jackass, don’t do that! One of these days I’m gonna stab you!” You couldn’t help but giggle as he started placing kisses all over your face, your lips trembling as the cold water draped over your bodies. 

“With what? Soap? Your shampoo bottle?” He teased, while continuing to place kisses anywhere and everywhere. “You looked a little down, so you can’t tell me that didn’t brighten you mood up just a little bit, jagi.” 

You wanted to punch him for almost giving you a heart attack, but you were happy to see him. Taehyung was actually the last puzzle piece to help turn this sour day back to sweet. Leaning into him closer to further his pecks into something more, the door to the bathroom was practically kicked in, and in came six out of the seven members as they all rushed into the small bathroom - Jimin holding a bat, while Hoseok started swinging at the air. 

“Y/n! Are you alright?! We heard you scream and- oh.” Namjoon pushed his way in, only to see that it wasn’t what they thought at all. “Seriously? Why can’t you do this at your own place - some of us have to shower in there, too!” 

Jungkook 

➸ You moaned into his mouth shamelessly at the pleasure he was giving you, the rushed movements of your mouths only making the bathroom much more steamier than the hot water. He wanted to use up all the time he had with you, knowing that his hyungs would be home soon, Jungkook wanted to use this opportunity to make noise as much as possibly. With one hand he held your wrists together, while the other rubbed your clit in slow circles, the water giving spectacular lubrication as you whimpered at the feeling. 

“Jungkook…p-please…” 

“Please what, Y/n? You’re gonna have to be more specific~” 

“Please g-go faster, please..!” You would cry, the teasing no longer tolerable as you were now reduced to begging. You would give anything to cum, even so much as scream his name while his hyungs were home. Be careful what you wish for. 

“Jungkook, are you watching porn again?” Jimin opens the door, only for both his eyes and mouth to completely bust wide open in shock. Jungkook being Jungkook quickly pulled away from you to cover himself up - only to then realize that you were naked as well, to then cover you up away from Jimin’s amused stare. 

“J-Jimin, don’t tell Jin-hyung! W-We were just uh…saving water?” 

“Oh, don’t worry, Kookie. I won’t tell him that you’re committing unholy things in his bathroom.” Not even five seconds later, “SEOKJIN! GUESS WHO’S MAKING BABIES IN YOUR SHOWER.” 

Jungkook, not even giving a shit anymore, would practically run after Jimin naked - leaving you to stand in there confused and sexually frustrated. 

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Handyman

Handyman (m)

Word count: 9.4k

Genre/Warnings: smut, angst, sub!Jimin, dirty talk

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Summary: Jimin is your landlord’s son. After one stressful day he comes to fix your shower for you. You find yourself constantly thinking about him. Could he be the perfect submissive? (here’s some lovely Jimin moans for the occasion: credit to owner)

I’ve been working on this for forever so i’m excited about it! :)

Parts:  one | two | three 

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Florida peeps…
You may know this but it never hurts to share.
1. Start running your ice makers TODAY. Bag the ice. Fill the space between your freezer items as much as you can.
2. Freeze regular tap water for pets, cleaning or drinking. Use Tupperware-type containers. REMEMBER to leave a small bit of space between the top of the water & the lids so the ice expands but doesn’t crack the container.
3. Sanitize at least one bathtub & fill with water 24 hours before the storm hits. BUT TODAY MEANWHILE make sure your tub will hold water through a storm. YOU MIGHT THINK YOUR TUB HOLDS WATER but a 20-minute bath is not the same as keeping filled for several days. Fill it with about 2 inches of water & check on it after a couple of hours. If the water is lower, replace your stopper & try again, OR fill several plastic Totes/bins with water & keep them in the tub or a secure low-traffic area of your house.
4. Start using your perishables TODAY to make more room for ice in the freezer.
5. SECURE ALL FIREARMS & AMMUNITION PROPERLY.
6. Gas up all vehicles & check tires & oil TODAY.
7. Get cash TODAY from ATM. Enough to get you through tolls & out of town to get supplies & more gas later. Call your bank if you plan on leaving the state so they don’t freeze your card for out-of-area “suspicious” transactions.
8. Screenshot & send to your email all of your important documents. Put originals in sealed bags or plastic bins. Passports, birth certificates, etc…
9. Stock up on pet & livestock food & supplies. Have your animals’ records handy in case you need to shelter them at a storm-safe facility.
10. Share evacuation plans with family & friends so they know where you will be.
11. Store family heirlooms & photos in plastic bins in a high place, second floor, attic, or safe room if you can’t take them with you.
12. Keep old rags & beach towels on your windowsills. Even with the best windows & shutters, water seeping from the wind pressure happens. A few damp towels are better than soaked floors or drywall!
13. Shutter windows & doors & bring everything outside into your garage or house TODAY. Do not wait until the day before. Better to get done early & relax than wait until its too late, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE MANDATORY PERSONNEL (health care worker, emergency worker, or first responder).
14. If you don’t already have your hurricane supplies (canned food, lamp oil, hurricane mix and rum, etc.), get them TODAY. Shelves are already empty in some places.
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anonymous asked:

the other day I was reading this story about people who lived in Japan and ended up accidentally dating Japanese ppl. like, this foreign guy wanted advice on how to gently let down a Japanese guy. because this J guy? thought they'd been dating for WEEKS. and F guy is like BUT HOW and J guy is, well we've been doing couple things, that means we're a couple??? and F guy is I THOUGHT WE WERE HANGING OUT NOT DATING. So. Victuuri AU where Viktor hasn't confessed yet... to his steady boyfriend, Yuuri.

Hoo boy. I think it’s really hard to distinguish, even within the same culture, exactly how to meander through relationship stuff. ANYWAY have some one-sided pining (for once it’s not mutual, cause one person is done pining!) for headcanon happy hour.

–”Help, Christophe,” Viktor whispers into the phone desperately, “I-I’m at a karaoke bar with that cute guy I danced with last week. I need him to be my husb-”

Okay, whoa there,” says Christophe. “You met him last week. You have only been taking a break in Japan for a month.”

“I need him to be my boyfriend,” Viktor forlornly corrects. He just has to figure out how to do it. 

“Can’t believe you exist,” Yuuri slurs, bursting in and slinging an arm around his shoulder. “Can’t believe you asked me out to karaoke.” His eyes shine. Viktor has never seen much attraction in karaoke, but his heart is singing now.

–After two months of dinner and lunch and Viktor texting Breathtaking Future Husband (BFH) every hour, Yuuri pauses the movie on Viktor’s bigscreen and lightly says, “do you want to go to a festival together?”

They coordinate their outfits. Yuuri wins him a big stuffed poodle at a booth, and thumbs gently at dessert that’s stuck on Viktor’s cheek. Yuuri is the best friend Viktor has ever had. He wants to lie giggling over nothing on his living room floor together, while simultaneously needing to toss Yuuri into his bed to do unspeakable things with him until they both cry. 

Yuuri, sweet Yuuri, doesn’t seem at all troubled by these thoughts.

–Viktor wishes he could hide his trembling fingers, but it’s so hard when they’re laced with Yuuri’s. Tonight is the night. There are reservations at a beautiful restaurant with a fountain out front, and Viktor will ask Yuuri to officially be his boyfriend and go on dates with him. Maybe, if he’s very lucky, he’ll get a kiss on the cheek, and. And…

“Yuuri,” he blurts, and pulls him over to sit on the fountain. “I’ve been thinking…”

His beloved looks down at his watch. Viktor’s heart only breaks in half. “Our reservations were for five minutes ago, right? Shouldn’t we–”

“Yuuri, please be my boyfriend!” Yuuri blinks at him, bottom lip trembling. The misty look in his eye has nothing to do with the cheerful tinkling of the fountain in the background.

“Are… are we not already boyfriends?” Viktor has been catapulted to heaven. Yuuri’s spirits seem to fall, though–he yanks his hand from Viktor’s, face crumpling. “Oh. Oh no. Things were different in America but this is Japan and I– you must think I’m desperate and overeager.” Viktor has no idea what to say. He has no idea how he’s this lucky.

“I call you Future Husband in my head!” Viktor blurts. “I– I bought wedding rings? Maybe… a week after we met?”

Yuuri’s jaw drops. “You’re… you’re kind of…”

“Desperate and overeager?” Maybe Viktor should throw himself into the fountain. He is desperate. He’s foolish. Foolish Viktor. Except then:

“What are we going to do with four wedding rings,” Yuuri mutters. The fountain water is freezing. They kiss in it for twenty minutes anyway.

Ulysses takes on life in a big way. From rollercoasters, upside-down ziplines, rock climbing, swimming to Alcatraz in freezing water, if there’s an extreme sport out there, Ulysses will give it his all. He fully embraces the adventurous lifestyle and keeps it up by maintaining his health. That’s why you’ll never catch him smoking, which can do damage to nearly every part of his body. After working so hard and finding a supportive community, Ulysses plans to be around for a LONG time and living to the fullest while he’s here.

???-BLAQUA [Black-Aqua]
-Ghost/Water
-The Sea Monk Pokemon
-Ability: Suction Cups - Serene Grace(HA)
-Dex: “This pokemon are often compared with monks due to their bald shapes, their calm attitude, and their low vocalizations that sound very similar to praying. Despite their calm nature, if this pokemon are disturbed they can stir the water creating devastating waves that will sink any ship, while they fixate themselves to the spot with their tentacles to avoid being swept away by the tides. ”
-Moveset:
    -Water Pulse
    -Ominous Wind
    -Whirpool
    -Twister

–>Evolves at lvl. 45<–

???-BLANKRAKEN [Blank/Blanco-Kraken]
-Ghost/Water
-The Cryptic Pokemon
-Ability: Levitate- Serene Grace(HA)
-Dex: “This solitary giants prefer to be alone, so they make their homes in the colds and unexplored waters of the far south, where they can be seen both under and over water, always swimming, even on air. If this pokemon is disturbed, it will grab any ship in its way with its large tentacles and drag it down into the ocean.”
-Moveset:
-Sig. Move: Cold Shower “The user shoots freezing water at its target. This may also leave the target frozen. If the opponent is Burnt, this attack will heal its condition”
   Type: Water
   PP: 15 (max 24)
   Power: 80
   Accuracy: 100
    -Octazooka
    -Shadow Ball
    -Wring Out