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Ghosts don't age

2nd times the charm, right?

*set after the robots attacked Lloyd and the others at the Tournament of Sources

Aaren could not get back to sleep, no matter how much she tossed and turned on her bed roll, sleep seemed to elude her. That wasn't necessarily a new thing, even before the merge and getting her visions, her sleep had never been the best, but after being rudely awakened by a robot assassin attacking her and Lloyd, she figured that might be the main cause for tonight's insomnia.

The backyard seemed to glow under the moonlight, with spots of shadows landing on the pond and other spots due to the trees and buildings around them. As she scanned the grounds, passing over the pond, the training equipment, and even the trees, Aaren could not spot her brother. Wondering where he could have gone, she stepped farther from the door, only to hear the slight shuffle of tile above her. Smiling slightly, she turned to face the awning before allowing the wind to help her up.

After what felt like eternity, Aaren heard the blankets rustle next to her. Lloyd she thought, internally sighing as the slight footsteps of her twin faded away. Slowly, as not to disturb the others, she got up and dodged the others laying around and followed the sound of her brother to the back porch of their housing. She paused slightly as she passed Cole, who shifted, grumbling slightly about cake. She smiled every so slightly at how some things never change. Though last time they were in a tournament, their room arrangements were not nearly as close together, what with all of them having their own element themed rooms. Plus they were missing the Julians last time, this time they have all the nindroids, but they were missing Kai, Jay, and James.

Getting sidetracked, Aaren refocused as she slid the door shut and took a look around to try and spot Lloyd.

Once she was on the roof, it was easy to spot Lloyd. His back was towards her, though she could see he was balancing on the ridge of the roof as he looked towards the moon. Approaching quietly, she positioned herself next to her twins left, and found him hugging his knees to his chest. Aaren didn't say anything at first, just joined him at looking at the moon, though if she caught the slight reflection of a tear sliding down his cheek, she didn't say anything. Granted, one of the for better or worse things about being twins, especially prophesied twin saviors, is that Aaren had a good feeling why Lloyd was up there.

After a while, Lloyd finally broke the silence, his voice cracking slightly. "Do you think we are actually cut out to be masters? To lead the team through the tournament? Are we really at the same level as Master Wu...as.."

"Dad?" supplied Aaren quietly. She still didn't look directly at her brother, for she feared if she did, one of them would end up letting the tears come tumbling out. "That was the reason you pushed so hard to say you weren't ready to be the Master to help the others through the Tournament...why I....felt not ready either."

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Lloyd nodding slowly, wiping his eyes as subtly as he could. "It's just....the last time we were in a situation like this...in a tournament...dad was there to help. And at the end of it...we still failed and...and he...we...we lost him. I...how do you live up to him being an amazing teacher and helping us through that tournament? How...how do we know if things are going to end up being the same this time around...or maybe worse...I...I don't want to disappoint the others."

Lloyd slowly curled in on himself as he finished his rant, and he feared facing his sister. He didn't want to see the disappointment on her face. Instead, all he heard was the sounds of shuffling on the roof tiles, before feeling a warm arm wrap around him. Not being able to bring himself to lift his head from his knees, he felt Aaren's chest take a deep breath.

"It's ok to be scared...It's ok to miss dad.. I still miss him too, and trust me...when we heard that this was essentially another Tournament of Elements, my brain immediately went back to the last one we participated in..." Aaren slowly breathed out as she shifted slightly so Lloyd's head ended up on her shoulder. "I was like, How is this going to be different from the last time? This go around, we are down a couple more team members and both our masters? How am I gonna live up to being a proper Master like Uncle and dad?"

Shaking slightly, she continued to look at the moon as Lloyd slowly turned his head to see his sister's face, tears slowly leaking down the side as she continued to breathly say, "In the mists of my doubts though, I saw your doubts too, and then I remembered something dad told us. That we have to try our best, to learn from our mistakes and the lessons of the past so that we can do better in the future.....Trust me, it's hard being here... without dad or even uncle. But we as much as I hate to say it, we are ready. We have been given great examples of how to be Masters, but we also have to learn from their mistakes too....The two of us need to work together to help and encourage the team. We need to try and figure out what Ras has planned before the tournament ends... Yesterday is gone, tomorrow has yet to come, we need to worry about today. We need to figure out how Ras got those robots into here, and we need to figure out how to make sure everyone stays in the tournament as long as possible....What do you think...up for the challenge to make Dad and Uncle proud...to make yourself proud?"

Lloyd sniffled slightly too as Aaren slowly turned towards him, her violet eyes meeting his emerald green. He nodded his head slightly, whispering, "Yeah, I want to make them proud. I miss dad and I wish he was here...I know he hasn't been here for a while, but...being in this setting just got to me a bit more that I thought...plus I..I don't want to not let you guys all down...I just...the pressure gets to me sometimes you know? I...I don't understand how you can have everything together nearly all the time...at least you got it better than me...."

"Lloyd," sighed Aaren, "I..I don't have it together as much as you think, I just...I have just learned how to hide it better...but you can't compare yourself to anyone...especially not me. None of us are the same person, we haven't been through the same things, our childhoods before all this ninja stuff were different...All we need to do right now is focus on the tournament, help eachother if one of us is struggling. Think on the lessons dad and uncle taught us, and help our family. Ok?"

Blinking, Lloyd thought for a moment, and for a second, Aaren thought he was going to rebut her. "Ok, lets do this," stated Lloyd with some confidence. A slight flare of power in his eyes echoed his statement.

Feeling a little bit better, now that the real issue that had been boiling under the surface, Aaren could feel at least some tension come out of the duo. Braving a slight smile as the two started to climb back down, Aaren commented "Come on, we should probably try and get a little bit of sleep before the tournament starts. Besides, I know it might seem a bit daunting, but second times the charm, right?"

when you slow down this scene, there's a little detail that–while not really noticable–arin's reactions are a little later than the rest, and his facial expressions shift alot moreso than the others, showing how he's probably pretty unfocused

and with that detail, kai seems to be the one who's the most focused, as even nya and lloyd's expressions occasionally shift (lloyd being the most out of the three of them), while he stayed unchanged the entire time

Tiny 12 y/o percy, standing in the lake, wounded and exhausted after a game he knew nothing about, a game he spent stumbling around till he reached the lake shore, the subtle show of his fighting getting better near the water.

Tiny 12 y/o percy confused more than ever, looking up at the glowing trident, backdropped by the vast lake and the mountain range behind him, getting claimed by one of the most powerful gods, ruler of the seas and agent of chaos, a forbidden child. Reading this moment as a child who so painfully related to him was like, Ha! See? How dare you call him a loser! He's going to be the most powerful demigod, meant for all the glory!!

But watching this as an adult is like. Have you ever bitten off more than you can chew? Have you ever been part of a legacy you never wanted? Have you ever been drop kicked into a high pressure situation that can alter your life completely, With little to no guidance? Have you ever been subject to trauma simply because of who you are?

That's no glory. That's the world expecting too much from someone who's been told too little. Someone who's been made to feel too little. That is the story of someone who hasn't prepared enough, hasn't lived enough and hasn't experienced enough, being forced to handle the weight of the world too soon.

To the Stars who listen and the Dreams that are answered...

I was listening to Luminary by Joel Sunny when writing this. And saw the quote from ACOMAF.

-- I have always felt connected to the elements, each one in its own different way. But as the days go by, its switches from time to time. I think you feel most connected to the element that you needed at that time. Maybe not the one that you felt like you were. As there are always checks and balances, whether you believe that or not is up to you. But it's what I always have believed.

While I never felt fire as much, it came with the burning passion. The desire to protect those I love, to be fully of fury and love. Contrasting but complementing the watery movement, the fire would stay strong to its path and burn anyone that got in its way, but it also gave off the homey vibes. The warmth on a cold autumn night. The laughter of fire and comfort, a light inside of the darkness, a spark of hope that something was still alive.

Ice has always been tricky. I could feel it in my veins when fear and panic come through. When I am so cold I just want to sleep. But it has its own creative side. Where each snowflake is so beautiful but different from the rest. Where the fun of playing in something so soft and while it might feel like a hundred miles away, imagine a little shop full of elves making toys. Of Jack Frost nipping at your nose, the Guardian of Fun. Of Santa and all of his wonders. Of the amazing designs that frost or snow can create.

Even then, I feel that jolt of lightning come through me at times. When I would touch an object and feel the electricity spark onto me. Where I would imagine it hopping from line to line, filling me with the energy to take part in the activities around me. Seeing that spark of mischievous talent lying in wait. For the right person or moment to set it off. For it to get people excited. To get them moving.

But even then I was never drawn to those elements as much as I thought. They would tickle the back of my mind, letting me know they were there, but not as much as the others did.

At first I thought it was earth, strong and steadfast. Willing to be stand the test of time without ever moving an inch. The leader of the group and the one everyone uses as a pillar of support.

Then I thought it was Water. Constantly moving, shifting and flowing. Blue as the sky and the waves it creates. Powerful but calm, the common sayings of "the calm before the storm" or "There is strength beneath the sea." It was healing and allowed me to follow my own path, and conform to whatever I needed to be at the time. Be a force to be reckoned with.

Next was Air or Wind, whichever people see fit to call it, but I see them as one in the same. I see wind as a presence that gives life to everything. That it's a moving force that cannot be seen, but everyone knows that it is there. That it can be as strong as a hurricane, or spinning as fast a tornado, be as light a breeze and warm or cold when it needs to be. That there is nothing it is attached to, but everything is attached to it. That it is free to do how it pleases, but never once asks for more.

And then comes the Stars, the space between our world and the next. It has drawn me to it in the past while. Lending both mystery and wonder. Darkness and light. Curiosity and adventure. It has this appeal to it that I can't quite explain. As if it has everything that the elements are, but nothing that they are at the same time. For stars can burn as hot as fire, flare and flow like water, turn ice cold when they die. They are steadfast rocks, constant in our sky, lighting up the world with their glow. And even though they are deep in space, their light acts as if it is being blown in the wind, and imaginary force. The stars are peace, they are hope, they are in the darkness and have decided to reflect the light. People wish upon those stars. They send their love and hopes and dreams, in the prayer that they are not ruined. They look up to the stars with stories from old, of brave men and women that represent the constellations above. Who we can learn from their triumphs and their failures.

All of the elements have a place in my heart. In my body. And while it might be hard for people to understand, each element is connected in its own way. Just like each and everyone of us is connected. We just can't see it yet.

[Ninjago] Part 1

The gang face off against Aspheera like they do in s11, ep14, but when the scroll falls to kai his fire returns @_@

The Fire Chapter: Part 0 | Part 1 | Part 2

[Ninjago] no I do not know why I like drawing angry Kai so much. No I will not stop

I like to think Lloyd's green eyes are rather eerie, not just in their unnatural colour and glow but also because his powers are in constant motion(pulsing or swirling, whatever) if you look closer

MLB headcanons - Miraculous holders

With this fandom being so chaotic, sporadic, and creative I have seen/read many great ideas and interpretations of the shows lore and characters. Here are a few of my personal headcanons that have for the content of Miraculous Ladybug.

1) I have liked the concept of true holders, those who embody the aspect of a certain miraculous. I imagine that while anyone can bond with a miraculous or wield a miraculous, the closer you are to being a true holder the faster and better the person can adjust with that miraculous. Also being a true holder makes the person able to unlock new abilities with the miraculous slightly faster than those who are not.

2) Kwamis are able to sense if someone is a true holder or not (though this mainly goes for if the person is their true holder, but any kwami can tell if a person can connect with a miraculous just not which specific one). This sense does have a limited range and the farther away the kwami and holder are, the harder it is for the kwami to pinpoint them.

3) With the miraculi, the longer a person wields the miraculous; the more in-tune they become with it. This goes for both those who are true holders and those who are not, but the true holders are just able to bond quicker and in a little more depth. With enough time and training, the holder and kwami might even be able to telepathically communicate when transformed.

4) As the bond between kwami and holder strengthens, eventually the time limit after the use of the special power lengthens in time. (My explanation of why Ladybug and Chat Noir have only five minutes while Hawkmoth has a lot longer since the age thing is odd. Since Hawkmoth has presumably had the butterfly miraculous for a long time before LB and CN got thiers.)

5) Since a miraculous seems to only be limited by the imagination/will of the holder, as time passes, holders are able to unlock different powers/sub powers that are able to be used on occasion. The sub powers are smaller in scale than the "special" power or the potion power ups, but are still big enough to be noticeable.

Elemental Miracle Box

The Elemental Miracle Box is one of the oldest Miracle boxes and is sometimes thought to be as old as the Chinese Mother Miracle Box.

This box, while not completely lost to time, has had multiple Guardians watch over it over the years. Each Guardian took the knowledge from the previous one and would add or twist or experiment with the miraculi and the rules that went along with it. Without the strict teachings from the Order of the Guardians, many of the strict rules and regulations slowly faded as time went on. Until it surfaced again with its current Guardian.

The Elemental Miracle Box has a lot of miraculi as like it's name suggests; the box contains the concepts of elements. Not the Periodic elements though, but the mythical elements that many have deemed to be things of legends.

The Elemental Miracle Box contains three layers, with each layer containing the more rarer elements as it descends.

Layer One:

-- The Emerald Dragon Miraculous: Dawwn, the Kwami of Energy

-- The Phoenix Miraculous: Duskk, the Kwami of Void

Layer Two:

-- The Gorilla Miraculous: Rockyy, the Kwami of Earth

-- The White Wolf Miraculous: Shardd, the Kwami of Ice

-- The Lion Miraculous: Flamee, the Kwami of Fire

-- The Otter Miraculous: Riaa, the Kwami of Water

-- The Spider Miraculous: Wispp, the Kwami of Lightning

-- The Wren Miraculous: Morro, the Kwami of Air/Wind

Layer Three:

-- The Firefly Miraculous: Lumoss, the Kwami of Light

-- The Raven Miraculous: Knoxx, the Kwami of Shadow

-- The Ghost Miraculous: Boo, the Kwami of Undead

-- The Reindeer Miraculous: Donner, the Kwami of Nature

-- The Red Panda Miraculous: Pabbu, the Kwami of Gravity

-- The Bat Miraculous: Songg, the Kwami of Sound

-- The Armadillo Miraculous: Guarrd, the Kwami of Metal

-- The Badger Miraculous: Aash, the Kwami of Smoke

-- The Python Miraculous: Pyythor, the Kwami of Toxic

-- The Cheetah Miraculous: Jitters, the Kwami of Speed

-- The Dragonfly Miraculous: Shatter, the Kwami of Glass

-- The Fennec Fox Miraculous: Immers, the Kwami of Amber

-- The Elephant Miraculous: Ellie, the Kwami of Mind

-- The Chameleon Miraculous: Pastell, the Kwami of Form

-- The Saw-Whet Owl Miraculous: Docc, the Kwami of Time

There sort of ended up being more miraculi than I thought would be, but most of the elements from this are drawn from about two other fandoms that I like. The names of some of the kwamis are also a little on the nose, but hey I like them.

In total, there are 23 miraculi in the box. I have a few ideas for what each of there special powers might be, but the concepts are still in the work and I could probably think of better names for a few of the kwamis too. Also, I know that the plural for Miraculous is miraculouses, but I personally don't like the sound of it, plus Miraculi just sounds cooler to me.

Art Block

I got an art block and I thought to do something about it. We’re friends now! \o/

Hey random but do you have the Danny phantom google drive? I lost my copy sry sry

i looked all over but i can't find it im so sorry king

Today

25 years of ads peeled away

Mari I think you said that out loud.

“Interview” 

Tales of mari jane and spider agreste

the artist made this comic without using brain cells.

Listen up!

You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled

Hit that.

Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern

Yes.

Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in

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Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!

This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.

YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.

And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.

You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.

This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.

No....🏮

These are my two Star Wars Resistance ocs, Arze Dume and Torin Foley. Torin was originally meant to be in Rebels, but I never developed his story's o he got reused into being a Resistance member instead. For Arze, that originally was just going to be a place holder name, but it ended up growing on me, and now it's her cover name. Enjoy!

202... One zero short...

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Here is a draw this in your style of my oc Aaren Garmadon. Tag your drawing with #DrawThisInYourStyleRemiGrimm so I can see it. Have fun!

Alright

Never ever feel like you are less important than anyone else. You are special, talented, amazing, wonderful, and so much more. Never think that you are a burden to others. You have so much to offer the world, and the world would be a dimmer place without you.

Happy 16th Anniversary Danny Phantom!!! It is hard to believe it has been around 16 years.

Just WHAT!!! This is amazing.

No one:

Absolutely no one:

Dick Grayson:

Source

This is so AWESOME!!!

NOW THIS IS A FUCKING LIGHTSABER FIGHT

Get to know my character

Reblog this so your followers can spam your ask box. Have fun! ♥

01. What does your character’s name mean? Did you pick it for the symbolism, or did you just like the way it sounded? 02. What is one of your character’s biggest insecurities? Are they able to hide it easily or can others easily exploit this weakness? 03. What would be their favorite physical trait about themselves? 04. What are their favorite traits about their lover? (one psychological and one physical) 05. Are they sexually confident or more of the shy type? 06. Do they have any hobbies that their lover finds unusual, odd, or otherwise annoying? 07. Is there a catchphrase or sound that they tend to make a lot (likely without being aware of it)? 08. What is, perhaps, their biggest flaw? Are they aware of this or oblivious to it? 09. Do they have a favorite season? What about a favorite holiday? 10. Is your character more feminine or masculine? 11. What is something that would make your character fly into a rage? 12. Is there some particular talent, skill, or attribute that they simply could not give up? 13. What are your character’s sleeping habits? Heavy or light sleeper? Blanket stealer? One that always rolls onto the floor? Pushes their lover onto the floor? Sleep talker or walker? 14. Do they live alone or with family? How do they feel about their family/roommates? 15. Is there a certain person in this world that they cannot stand? The very mention of this person’s name makes them tremble with anger or fear. 16. Is your character the athletic type or more of a couch potato? What are some sports/games that they like? 17. Does your character have dreams of getting married and/or having children? 18. What kind of home would they want to live in? Where would they place this abode? 19. Would your character be the kind to get into fights? (physical or verbal) Would they be a good fighter or cave in rather easily? 20. Does your character like animals? What are some of their favorite animals? Would they want pets? What about mythological creatures? 21. What is one of your character’s biggest fears? How would they react when dealing with this fear? 22. What kind of tattoos, piercings, birthmarks, freckles, and other such unique physical features do they have? 23. What is your character like when it comes to school? What subjects are they good/bad at? Do they get in trouble a lot or are well behaved? 24. In their own words, how would your character describe what their lover is like? 25. Is there something traumatic from your character’s past that greatly affects them even to this day? 26. What is their lover like sexually? How do they feel about their lover’s quirks, needs, etc? 27. If your character was going to get arrested, what would be the most likely reason for it? 28. If your character became a celebrity, what would they be famous for? 29. What is one of the most courageous things your character has ever done for a loved one? 30. When it comes to the arts (music, film, theater, etc), what does your character like? 31. Would your character be the kind capable of killing? Would they enjoy killing or only use it when necessary or, perhaps, refuse to kill no matter what? 32. If your character’s lover offered to take them out on a dream date, what would they want to do? 33. If your character wanted to be alone, where would they go? 34. Does your character have favorite foods? (breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snacks, etc) 35. Is your character afraid of death? If they got to choose how to die, how would they want to go? 36. Does your character have any medical conditions? Are they serious or minor? Do they affect their day to day life? 37. What are some of your character’s pet peeves? What are some things that annoy them or disgust them? 38. What kind of weather does your character like? Cloudy skies, rainy days, sunshine, etc? 39. When people look at your character, is there some assumption they might make about them just by appearance? Is that assumption correct? 40. Does your OC have any guilty pleasures they enjoy? Hobbies, past times, music, etc that they wouldn’t want known by others? 41. Does your character’s family affect your character in any way? 42. Is there anything in your character’s past that they regret, haunts them, or they wish they could change? 43. Does your character have a switch that changes aspects of their personality whether they are around friends, family, etc. Is there someone who gets to see their true self? 44. Is there a particular event that would emotionally devastate your character? 45. Is your character the kind to hide their true emotions or do they wear their heart on their sleeve?

46. What is some random affectionate thing that your character always does to their lover? 47. Is your character outgoing? Would they be the leader of the friend group, or the quiet one that gets dragged along? 48. Is there anything in particular that would ignite your character’s jealousy? Or does your character not get envious? 49. What is something that your character has nightmares about? Are these frequent? Do they heavily affect your character’s mood? 50. If your character confessed love to their crush, boyfriend, girlfriend, etc, what would they say?

This is totally awesome!!

yknow the more jk rowlings world falls apart in america (race relations, international history, population, etc) the more i like to think that america just straight up doesnt have the statute of secrecy. european countries are falling over themselves hiding magic but come to georgia and theres a drunk redneck wizard wingardium leviosa-ing the shit out of a tractor to the delight of his drunk redneck muggle buddies in a walmart parking lot.

wizard on muggle violence is prevented by virtue of there being like a 50/50 chance that muggle is packing heat. muggle on wizard violence is prevented by knowing that wizard can give you boils spelling LIL BITCH on your forehead if you try to start something.

america is the weird redheaded stepchild of the magic world.

cole

cole

You seem to be a very kind and creative person, so I'd say you're a lot like Cyrus Borg!

Thanks so much!!!

I am convinced everyone in existence is like a Ninjago character. Reblog and I'll send you an ask of which one you are