361-FROZBUN [Frozen-Bunny]
-The Cold pokemon
-Ability: Snow Cloak - Fur Coat(HA)
-Dex: “To protect themselves from the cold weather, their fur has grown extremely thick, making them round and fluffy. This pokemon will use its long ears to interact with others, often with hugs and nose-kisses.”
    -Powder Snow
    -Cotton Guard
    -Ice Ball

–>Evolves with max. friendship<–

362-ALASKALOPE [Alaska-Jackalope]
-The Invernal Pokemon
-Ability:  Snow Cloak - Fur Coat(HA)
-Dex: “To keep their body temperature stable, even during the coldest nights, this pokemon meditates completely still for hours . Sometimes many will gather in the same place and form a circle, often holding each other with their ears as they meditate together and share their warmth.”
    -Ice Beam

–>Evolves with an icestone<–

478-SPECTUNDRA [Spectre-Tundra]
-The Mystical Pokemon
-Ability: Slush Rush - Stormwalker*(HA)
-Dex: “This lonely pokemon, through intense meditation, has been able to reach a near-death state, making it able to endure even the most cruel blizzards. This pokemon ears are a symbol of its long-seeked wisdom, and they will continue to grow longer for as long as this pokemon lives.”
-Sig. Move: Bone-Chiller “A chilling wind is blown through the opponent, this may leave the foe frozen. If this move is used during a hailstorm, the chances of freezing the opponent rise from 30% to 50%”
   Type: Ice
   PP: 10 (max 16)
   Power: 85
   Accuracy: 90%
    -Ominous Wind
    -Aurora Veil

*This pokemon sp. attack receives a boost during a hailstorm.

missmarthanightingale  asked:

so, for frozentravel, obi-wan is now totally gonna challenge someone to a sparring match (mac! mace! mace!) and kick their ass using soresu, to the shock, awe and sincere admiration of everyone witnessing it. right?

‘I won’t listen to the gasp of Qui-Gon’s last breath again, I won’t listen to the sounds of dying troopers, I will not listen to the sounds of Anakin’s hate.’ Obi-Wan first steps into the sparring hall was unnoticed among the Force beings, his aura almost the same as theirs for once.

‘I will not listen to the screams of phantoms.’ Obi-Wan took a free mat with a deep breath, pretending not to notice the still on both sides of him suddenly as he lined up the first kata of stormwalker.

Moving smoothly, he settled himself through each kata with the speed gained by years of exercise, letting muscle memory once again guide him through each as he let himself slip into moving meditation, his mind emptying for each turn and each shift.

War had made him forget so much.

Exhaustion had laced his very bones.

Depression had chased him into the dark.

Had made him numb and almost broken each time he had looked into the mirror alone with the masks going up every time the public saw him.

‘Jedi master, Jedi master, Jedi master.’ The light Force chanted into his ears, as eager as Obi-Wan to see the future change.

‘Peace keepers, upholders of justice, the hands of the weak when the strong take advantage.’

His feet were barely brushing the floor, each move a fluid motion just to bring him to the next, to remind him where he was and who he was.

The Dark side had come for his crown, had come for his throne and his kingdom.

It had taken his kingdom, his throne but Obi-Wan retained his crown despite his friends and his home falling.

He was still Obi-Wan.

That single point of truth remained even as the Dark tried to chase him.

‘No. Never again.’ Obi-Wan finished the last kata of the stormwalker, balanced and sure as a single bead of sweat rolled down his temple.

‘Then its time to act isn’t it, its time to be sly as a fox and slyer then the Sith for sure. Its time to razzle dazzle them all…’ He breathed out and let his position untense, rolling his shoulders slowly as the heat of his exercise filled his body.

“Master Kenobi. I wasn’t aware you were here.” He looked up at the voice and nodded in greeting, hair sticking to his temple and neck because of the sweat.

“Master Windu. I just wanted to get some exercise.” Obi-Wan offered truthfully. “Some katas and perhaps sparring if someone would be willing to indulge me.” He shrugged easily.

Eyes flashing in surprise, the Korun slowly walked over to him, Depa by his side. “Sparring? Truly?”

“Yes, its been far to long since I had a proper sparring session and I felt it was about time.” Obi-Wan offered calmly, his shields not high and tight but soft and mellow, letting Mace reach out through the Force and brush against him in judgment.

Whatever Mace found made him smile before nodding. “Then if Depa doesn’t mind, perhaps I can spar with you?”

Practically bouncing on her feet, Depa looked between the two, eyes wide. “I don’t mind!”

Cocking his head, Obi-Wan smiled slowly. “Why not, it could be a demonstration then.”

The thing about Soresu is that when engaged with blasters, you defend and end the battle rather quickly. However when you engage with someone able to use a saber, you TIRE them the fuck down.

And with that Obi-Wan buckled down and became the bastion in the storm that was the vapaad.

Yet he stood against it until he could land his saber at Mace chest with a small smile on his face and sweat drenching his tunics.

“…Solah.” Mace offered, voice rasping out as he stared at Obi-Wan. “Solah Master Kenobi.”

Chuckling breathlessly, Obi-Wan deactivated his saber and bowed for the other man. “A great sparring session Master Windu.” He murmured as the Korun bowed back.

Laughing faintly, Mace nodded as he wiped sweat of his face and scalp. “Yes, a great sparring session, we should do it again.”

“I’d like that.” Obi-Wan returned.

Your Fave Is Problematic: Prince Aleksandar von Hohenberg
  • Is almost sixteen. Adventures all year. Never turns sixteen.
  • Platonically asked a girl to run away and grow old with him in New York.
  • Still thinks he’s totally straight after the events of Behemoth.
    • I mean, honey.
    • Honey.
  • Way too smart to be so dumb.
  • Mentions his Stormwalker more than his dead parents.
  • Pretty sexist tbh. Don’t worry, Deryn’s fixing him.
  • Threw away document that could have helped to end the war sooner. Actually what, Alek?????
  • Values Dylan’s friendship because he learned curse words.
The Martian AU
  • Yuuri is a botanist going to Mars for 30 days
  • Pichit, Otabek, Yurio, JJ and Yuko are his crew
  • Pichit - is Martinez and nothing will convince me otherwise
  • Otabek - is 100% Beck
  • Yurio - of course has to be Johanssen
  • JJ is the wonderful bomb making Vogel
  • Yuko - Commander Louis
  • Viktor - the head of all Mars missions, Yuuri’s fiancé
  • Chris is Annie, the PR gal
  • Yakov - the director of NASA
  • Minami - the brilliant Rich Purnell
  • Mila - Cindy, the discoverer of a very alive Yuuri
  • NASA sends the crew a warning about a huge storm
  • Walking back to the Eros III MAV, the satellite breaks looks and slams into Yuuri
  • He gets knocked out and his vital sings show flat
  • Yuko is devastated but she calls it and they fly back to the Hermes
  • They promptly call to NASA to tell them of Yuuri’s demise
  • When Viktor finds out, he almost destroys his entire office
  • Only his friend Chris can call him down
  • He just becomes a robot after that
  • The rest of the crew on the Hermes tries to focus on the mission of returning home
  • It’s three weeks before anyone actually smiles properly
  • Two weeks later, Viktor sends an email to Mila to check out the coordinates of the Eros III Mission
  • When she sees that things have moved since the crew fled she calls Viktor immediately
  • He breaks every driving law known to man trying to get back to the space station as quick as possible
  • When they get out of the impromptu meeting, discussing Yuuri and he status of being possibly still alive Viktor collapses in the halls and Chris just barely catches him
  • Back on Mars, Yuuri can’t stop looking at his ring
  • Once he had finished this mission, He was supposed to be marrying Viktor
  • He also can’t stop looking all the emails that Viktor had sent him while on the Hermes
  • He swears he’s going to get back no matter what it takes
  • It takes a lot
  • From farming potatoes from his own waste (not his finest moment)
  • To blowing himself up trying to create water 
  • To being at the hands of Commander Yuko’s K-Pop
  • Yuuri breakers down when he can talk to Viktor again thanks to the Pathfinder rover being found
  • They quickly become a world loved couple when Yuuri signs off with “I’ll come home. I promise. I love you Vitya” all in Russian
  • Viktor cries for the entire night
  • Yuuri isn’t much better
  • At lease Yuri isn’t there to tease him about it
  • The NASA team comes up with a supply mission for Yuuri, and it’s all the world seems to talk about
  • Until the resupply mission blows up … literally
  • Viktor took 45 minutes and a quarter bottle of Vodka before he could tell his fiancé that the plan failed
  • Chris stays with him the entire night, with his own bottle of wine
  • Later, a little chicken nugget called Minami burst into Viktor’s office screaming “hang up that phone. I know how we can bring Yuuri back home”
  • Minami’s plan is pure genius, using the Chinese Taiyang Shen rocket to resupply the Hermes, and using the earth’s gravity to shoot it back to Mars
  • Viktor literally drops his phone on the floor
  • Minami’s plan is shut down, no thanks to Yakov 
  • Viktor goes behind Yakov’s back and emails the crew the Minami’s plan
  • They decide to go back and get Yuuri. Of course
  • Yakov threatens to fire Viktor’s sorry butt
  • But he can’t go through with the threat
  • Because for the first time in forever Viktor has life back in his eyes
  • Viktor almost looses it when Yuuri asks him to tell his parents back in Japan that he might not be making it home
  • The trip the the Eros IV ship is brutal
  • And Yuuri’s rations are almost non existent 
  • He swears that he will. eat Katsudon every day for the rest of his life when he gets back to Earth, and nothing is going to stop him
  • Yuuri ends up flying like iron man ton reach Yuko when they finally go back to get him
  • And the crew saves him his favourite meal of Katsudon in celebration of his rescue
  • The first thing Yuuri does do in go have a shower
  • The entire crews hearts break when they see that Yuuri has all but become skin and bones just to survive
  • When Yuuri accepts the video call from Viktor and finally sees his fiancé’ face he can’t get any words out
  • Viktor is no better
  • They just cry together on screen for a solid hour, not that anyone was counting 
  • After 9 months of space travel Yuuri looks almost as good as new
  • When they land nothing can stop Yuuri from tackling Viktor to the ground 
  • They kiss for the first time in way to long and it’s the best kiss ever
  • A year later they’re happily married and Yuuri goes on to teach classes and Viktor stays on as director of Mars missions
  • Yuuri never goes back into space again
  • But he does live happily ever after with his beautiful husband and precious dog Makkachin

This is way to long but this AU has taken over my life so here. Have it! 

Dalek Week #2: Genderbend

“Alek–” Dylan begins.

“It’s Sophie.” She swallows. “My name is Princess Sophie von Hohenberg. Not… it is not Alek.”

Dylan blinks. Sophie looks at her hands. They are clenched and shaking. Her whole body is like a thing possessed, shaking.

“So you’re not–” says Dylan, and there is none of the shock or anger Sophie expects to hear in his voice, nothing but a simple question.

“It’s Sophie,” she says again, helplessly.

Her name is an alien and uncanny thing in her mouth, after so many months of passing as the prince of Austria-Hungary. It feels so small, like a child’s frock. It cannot contain her any longer.

But for once – just for once – she does not want to pass for Aleksandar. Sophie is tired of being the brother who died, tired of replacing him, as if he never existed.

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By: Scott Westerfeld
Illustrated by: Keith Thompson

“It is the cusp of World War I, and all the European powers are arming up. The Austro-Hungarians and Germans have their Clankers, steam-driven iron machines loaded with guns and ammunition. The British Darwinists employ fabricated animals as their weaponry. Their Leviathan is a whale airship, and the most masterful beast in the British fleet. Aleksandar Ferdinand, prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, is on the run. His own people have turned on him. His title is worthless. All he has is a battle-torn Stormwalker and a loyal crew of men. Meanwhile, Deryn, a commoner girl, is staying with her brother Jaspert in London. Her father died in a ballooning accident and her mother and aunts want her to grow up as a proper lady. Deryn dreams of joining the British Air Service and to serve on one of the great air beasts. In order to do so, she must disguise herself as a boy.” (x)

A Better Birthright

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9                       AO3 Link

Aw, there’s no need to be so upset, doll. They were bad men, and I’ll protect you. You don’t have to worry about me, none of this was your fault. You’re just a child, it isn’t like they gave you a choice in worshiping those twisted idols. There’s no reason for you to share the fate of those who forced you into that path. Take my hand and we can move on to a better future, alright? A safer future.

Are you really going to abandon your family and community over some twisted sense of duty? I thought you were better than that. You’re just a pawn to them, you know. Just a tool to further their twisted agendas. But if you really want to leave I won’t stop you.

You’ll see how little those precious spirits of yours will help you in the wastes.

You’ll be back.

The meager light of the candles was obscured as smoke filled the dark area. Pinpricks of golden light broke through it like stars through wispy clouds, suggesting a bipedal form with their constellations. A thick scent permeated the air, fragrant greenery weighing down her lungs and the metallic tang of blood hitting her tongue. A wide opening full of gleaming white teeth cut through the darkness, the only bright thing in the desiccated room. She took a step forward towards the circle.

“Well now, this is certainly i͏n̢͞te͝r̸̶ę̡͝s̸̢t҉iǹ͠g̷. It’s been a very long time since anyone’s actually summoned me with a proper ritual,” the figure in the circle said. “And such a… traditional location for it. To what do I owe the honor?”

“Demon Alcor, I would like to make a deal with you,” she said, stepping forward and tightly clenching her fingers into fists.

Alcor looked down at the young woman tenaciously meeting his eyes. She was tall and built like a brick house, with a tangled web of scars and scratches covering the dark sepia skin of her arms and legs. Thick bangs covered her forehead, freed from the bindings of the loose braid that held back the rest of her greasy black hair. Her tattered shirt, which may once have been a wide array of light colors but was now a beige camo of miscellaneous stains, was covered in colorfully embroidered protective sigils. Next to her, within reach but outside of the candle’s illumination, was a large and carefully packed bag.  He could see waves of excitement and apprehension pouring off her, pulsing over the tightly held core of fear and anger. Her bright aura surrounded him like a blanket on a cold night, a familiar and comforting warmth, calling out to some primordial part of him.

“Oh?” he responded.

“I want you to help me take over the world.” She grinned widely, keeping her dark eyes locked onto his.

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From the people who brought you Ascariasis and Stormwalker

The Northern | Imperium


My scars? I-I got these 3 years ago… I was in a race, 

long story short, as I was passing the pony ahead of

me when I leaned too far to the right and my wing hit 

his wake, the force was enough to tear my wing clean

off. I plummeted to the ground. When I hit the ground,

the impact mutilated my right arm, shattered my

rib cage, broke my left back leg, and broke my spinal 

cord. They transported me to a very special ‘hospital’ 

in Canterlot using forbidden magic to stop time from 

affecting me and in turn stopping me from dying. 

Anyway it was at this hospital that I was ‘transformed’.

They replaced my chest, right arm, right wing, and

upper spine with a special type of metal that was very

rare at the time. My blood was replaced with a newly 

found element only known as Vis. This Vis allows my 

mechanical body part to operate, It is also what makes my

scars glow this pink color. And it’s not all bad, the vis 

heals my wounds at least two times faster than normally…

Anyway it about time I got going, it’s time to see HER…