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In Yalonda’s dorm room, the dual-blooded girl lay in her bed, hugging a dragon stuffed toy to her chest.
Her walls were painted black and silver, and the ceiling was decorated with clouds and suns that hung from it.
A curtain hung around her bed, and on her desk was a vase that had sunflowers inside. They never seemed to wilt.
Portraits of watercolor paintings hung on the walls, and there was an art set on her desk.
Next to the art set were some books; some she had brought from her house, and some she was borrowing from the academy library.
Yalonda twitched slightly in her sleep, and she nuzzled her head against her pillow.
Yalonda slowly opened her eyes and looked around before she found herself in a field of sunflowers.
She blinked before she slowly sat up and looked at the bright blue sky.
“Okay… I know I like sunflowers, brain, but isn’t this a bit much?” She chuckled slightly, trying to keep the nervousness out of her voice.
She slowly turned around in a circle before she froze. There was a large shadow-like lion walking toward her. Wyvern-like wings were folded at its sides, and its eyes were glowing blue and amber.
Yalonda clenched her jaw before she slowly took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves.
“Just a dream… just a dream,” she muttered to herself.
She stayed rooted where she was as the shadow monster got closer. With every step it took, her heart just seemed to pound against her rib cage.
Thud… thud… THUD!
She winced hard before she slowly looked up at the shadow monster as it stared down at her.
It tilted its head before it gave a soft, rumbling hum that almost sounded… cosmic.
Yalonda furrowed her eyebrows. She slowly turned her head away, closing her eyes and reached out toward the monster.
It stared at her for a few moments before it slowly leaned into her hand and closed its eyes.
“Relentless Sun,” it rumbled.
The Vorixian froze in surprise before she looked at the shadowy creature.
Crows suddenly burst up from around her, startling her, and she winced as she covered her ears.
The crows’ cawing echoed around her. She slowly looked down, and her eyes widened in horror as the bodies of herself and the Universal Protectors lay in front of her.
Some were on their fronts and backs, others were curled up on their sides.
They were wearing their outerwear, and they were… bleeding.
Scars covered their bodies, looking more cosmic than gruesome.
Yalonda’s breath caught as they all suddenly turned their heads in her direction, and their eyes were glowing different colors.
Hers, in particular, were glowing majestic sapphire and luminous gold.
“What…?” The Dual-Blooded girl gasped, stepping back.
A sharp gust of wind blew against her, and she froze before slowly turning to see a large wolf standing in front of her.
The left half of its body was white with sun-gold strands of fur, and its left eye was gold. The right half of its body was blackish-blue with hints of silver and white. Its right eye was bright blue.
There was a sigil that looked like the sun and moon on its chest.
“Relentless Sun,” it growled in a feminine voice, “my Relentless Sun.”
Yalonda stumbled back, trembling slightly. “Th-the power of the Universe protects me,” she recited, her voice trembling, “the Universe surrounds my body and soul… wherever—ACK!!”
An unseen force sent Yalonda flying back, and a void-like blackness filled her entire vision.
Yalonda yelped as she fell out of her bed and groaned.
She rubbed her forehead as she got up, groaning. “Ow… stars, that hurt.”
The bell started ringing, and she looked at the window. The morning sun was beginning to rise over the horizon.
The Vorixian sighed deeply before she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She looked at the floor.
That was no mere nightmare, she thought. Is this what Paige, Ivan, Harry, and Kaitlin mean when they're experiencing visions like that? What do I tell them about the nightmare I just had? What do I tell the Headmaster?
She closed her eyes, putting her hands together and pressing them against her forehead. "Primordia... please help me figure out these visions. Please... give me a sign that will help me protect my friends."
After a few moments of silence, Yalonda stood up and walked over to her closet. She opened it and took out her daily activities outfit. She grumbled softly as she couldn't help but wonder why none of the students could wear normal clothes.
Outside, Freya walked down the cobblestone path that led to the gate. She looked up at its imposing bars before she gently tugged on it.
It didn't budge.
"Locked," she sighed.
"What are you doing, Freya?"
She startled slightly and turned to Headmaster Prokopios, who walked over to her.
"You know the rules," he said, "no students are allowed off the school grounds."
"I-I know, Headmaster," the Phixinian said quickly, offering a nervous but friendly smile, "I was just hoping to get some air... and take a quick walk is all."
Headmaster Prokopios gazed at her for a moment before a calm smile formed on his lips. "Walk with me," he said, gesturing for her to follow.
Freya swallowed nervously before she walked up beside him, and they began walking through the courtyard's garden.
"You're all only a few months away from your second semester," Headmaster Prokopios reminded, "it's best not to squander your chances now."
"...I know," Freya murmured, "I'm very sorry, Headmaster."
Headmaster Prokopios was silent for a few moments. "Freya," he said, "I know this isn't your first time trying to open unauthorized doors."
Freya's eyes widened in fear and shock.
Headmaster Prokopios gave her a side glance, a silver light reflecting in his irises. "You should know... we keep a very close eye on all of our students. Your peers are not the only ones who are psychic and can use umbrakinesis."
"I-I'm sorry," Freya stammered, "will... will you tell the other teachers about my blunders?"
"No," Headmaster Prokopios answered, his voice softening, "if you promise not to do it again, I will keep it between us. Like your peers, you have potential, and I don't want to see a kind and talented Phixinian like yourself face those consequences; it'd be such a waste."
"I swear on my soul, Headmaster," Freya promised.
Headmaster Prokopios gave a satisfied nod. "I'm pleased to hear that," he said, "you know... I'm sure this week's weapons team would appreciate some extra hands after breakfast."
"I will gladly accept that to redeem myself. Thank you for your kindness, Headmaster," Freya said.
"Of course, dear," Headmaster Prokopios replied with a soft smile.
In an incredibly large room, some Nodorians, Chilians, Etherans, Hollerans, and Bamberonians were all bustling about, handling fabric of all kinds. Colorful fabric hung from railings.
There were some folded fabrics stacked up on a shelf in the wall. There was a large tub that was filled with dark, rippling water. There were some fabrics lying on the edge of the tub.
Sunlight poked through the large window.
Reyna was using a sewing machine, carefully pushing the fabric forward under the needle. Her pony ears twitched before she looked at Cotton and Kashmir.
"Cotton, Kashmir," she called out, "what are you two gossiping about over there?"
The two siblings simultaneously winced. Then Kashmir rubbed the back of their neck. "Well... I don't know if you've heard, Reyna, but Capricia almost got in trouble with Lady Corice yesterday."
"Really?" Havelock piped up from above, “what did she do now?"
"She was messing with Paige and Eric," Cotton answered. "I think she was just jealous."
"What's there to be jealous of?" Leroux frowned as he folded a sheet. "Paige and her friends are nice. I think Capricia was just being immature."
"But is she wrong, though?" Frazier piped up.
Reyna gave the Nodorian a firm look. “What’s that supposed to mean?"
Frazier put his hands up in surrender. "You gotta admit though. Those Universal Protectors barely knew each other when all of us entered this academy. And ever since then, they're all best friends now, like they've known each other forever."
"Is that a bad thing?" Melon asked, furrowing her eyebrows. She gestured to Reyna. "Reyna and her Harmony Keeper friends are best friends; Marcellus and his Mayhem Seekers are friends, and they barely know each other. What makes the Universal Protectors so different?"
"I think that's something one of us is going to have to ask Capricia herself," Dew huffed, crossing her arms. “If any of us can have the patience to even put up with her nonsense at least."
In the kitchen, Capricia, Aloysius, Tetra, and Kelbie were preparing breakfast.
Kelbie was chopping up the chicken before he looked at the other Paleclitians. “I don’t like the tension in here,” he said, “it’s thick as smoke.”
Aloysius jabbed a thumb at Capricia. “Tell that to the person who got in trouble, and got put on kitchen duty for two weeks.”
“Oh, shut up! What do you know?” Capricia snapped as she washed the fish.
“I know that you can’t go around antagonizing other people, putting them in headlocks, or trying to disrespect the memory of the dead,” Tetra piped up, a disapproving expression on their face. “You could’ve gotten in serious trouble with Lady Corice. You’re being immature.”
“Oh, I’m immature? I’m simply stating the obvious,” Capricia shot back, “those Protectors think they’re so special. Headmaster Prokopios obviously has favorites!”
“I doubt that,” Aloysius huffed, rolling his eyes, “the Universal Protectors are normal, powerful human beings just like us. They don’t walk around gloating and boasting about their magics.”
Capricia glared at the Dual-Blooded teen, “Do you have a crush on one of them or something?”
Aloysius raised an eyebrow. Tetra and Kelbie stared at Capricia.
“What?!” The Pasionian exclaimed, a bit flustered.
“That’s subjective,” Kelbie deadpanned.
“Well, it’s not like any of you haven’t thought about it!” Capricia shot back. She glared at Kelbie, “especially you! I saw how close you were with Paige in the hall the other day!”
“She’s a good person,” Kelbie nearly growled, “unlike someone I know.”
“Whatever!” Capricia snapped at the air, slamming the fish down on the chopping board. “You don’t get it. Everything about those guys… pisses me off,” she hissed. “Their ethereal presences… like warm fire, cool moonlight, earth, forests, oceans, storms, winter, or stars. Their hair gleaming like every cosmic light ever seen… their voices humming like rivers… and the way they carry themselves like swaying ocean tides. They can’t be real.” She slammed the cleaver down on the fish, and a crunching sound made Kelbie wince and Aloysius grimace.
“They’re abominations brought here to test all of us. To resist seduction… to resist sin,” Capricia continued with a scowl, “those Protectors may be Transcendants like us. But deep down, they’re not truly human. And we all know that. We just pretend we don’t.”
Kelbie frowned as he looked back at the water in the bucket.
The bell began to ring, and everyone started to fill the hallway and the cafeteria, chatting and laughing.
Paige stretched her arms and yawned.
“Paigey!”
She grunted in surprise when Melody suddenly barreled into her, and the two sisters laughed.
Phillip and Marcus walked over to them.
“Hey, guys,” Paige smiled as she picked Melody up in her arms.
“Hey, Paigey,” Marcus chuckled, “you look like you’re in a good mood.”
“What, I’m always in a good mood,” Paige huffed playfully.
Phillip raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. “Since when?”
The Evaran glared at her brother. “You know what I mean!”
The four siblings laughed.
"Do you think Mom and Pa are going to come visit?" Melody asked.
Marcus and Paige looked at each other.
"I mean... I don't see why they wouldn't," Phillip shrugged. "I'm pretty sure they'll write to us soon."
"I hope so," Paige sighed. Melody nodded in agreement.
There was a squeal of laughter, and the four siblings looked over at Charlotte, who was laughing as she tickled Hazel. Vivian laughed and shook her head fondly.
Paige looked over at Gregory and his siblings, Rowan, Ringo, Phoenix, Emma, and Fedele.
Phoenix playfully punched Rowan in the shoulder. Gregory tussled Emma and Fedele’s hair.
Paige smiled softly and set Melody down. “Let’s eat breakfast, shall we?” she suggested.
As if on cue, her stomach growled, and she flushed as Melody giggled. Phillip smiled with amusement, and Marcus shook his head fondly.
Soon, all of the students were eating breakfast.
Yalonda had a thoughtful look on her face as she absentmindedly chewed on her fish.
"Yoli?" Natalia called out, making the other teen look at her. “You okay?"
"Yeah," Yalonda replied quickly, then she sighed, "no... I gotta tell you guys something. And you have to promise not to freak out."
Osiris and Brenda exchanged concerned glances before they all leaned forward.
"I had a nightmare... and I saw more than just a shadow monster," the Vorixian whispered.
"What?!" Ivan, Paige, and Harry gasped, their eyes widening.
"What exactly did you see?" Gregory asked.
Yalonda swallowed and she pushed her plate to the side before she exhaled sharply. "I was in a field of sunflowers, and then I saw the... shadow monster. It looked like a mixture of my two animal forms. At first, it didn't do anything. And crows suddenly flew up around me..."
She fell silent and looked away, an uneasy expression on her face. Zethus reached out and placed his hand over hers.
She looked at the Porian, then at the rest of her friends. She took a deep breath, then let it out. "I saw us... all twenty-four of us. We... we were really injured. We were bleeding, and there were... cosmic scars all over our bodies. Our eyes were glowing too," she said, “a-and then there was this wolf… it was huge. It was white and gold, and black and blue… and it called me Relentless Sun…”
Osiris felt his heart sink, and Paige felt a chill run down her back. Ivan unconsciously rubbed his arms.
"What... what do we tell the Headmaster?" Eric asked, looking at Gregory.
The Irilian pursed his lips into a tight line. "...we tell him nothing," he said firmly.
Harry regarded him with a startled look. "Greg—"
"Harry, hear me out," Gregory began, "when Ivan told the Headmaster, Lady Corice, and Lady Florentia about the phoenix entity, it seemed like they didn't believe him. Even if we all tell them anything about our nightmares... what makes you think they'll believe us this time?"
Ivan leaned against Paige, and the Evaran wrapped an arm around him.
Osiris stared at his plate. He didn't feel hungry anymore. He pushed his plate away and sighed softly. "Then... let's make a pact," he said, his voice turning firm. The other Protectors looked at him.
"We don't tell the Headmaster or the teachers anything," he said firmly. “We keep it to ourselves, and whatever dream or nightmare we have, we write it down. Whatever happens, okay?"
Everyone exchanged nervous glances before they all nodded.
"Let's try and continue eating," Ursula chimed in, "better to move around on a full stomach. Paigey, I'm looking at you."
"Okay, I am skinny! It's not my fault; I just seem to digest food faster than most!" The Evaran protested.
“Paige, most of our peers are skinny," Ivan chuckled.
"You know what I mean," Paige pouted, and the group laughed.
Jackson looked over at them and smiled softly. “They look alright,” he said.
“Yeah,” Amarys hummed, smiling softly. Destiny nodded in agreement.
Capricia looked over at the Protectors and frowned suspiciously, her eyes narrowing.
In Headmaster Prokopios’s office, Telemachos and Corice stood by the desk.
“After triple-checking every nook and cranny in the Hollow Sphere, Lady Irini has informed me that the wards have been powered up again, and the fence is intact,” Telemachos announced.
“Very good,” Headmaster Prokopios nodded with a deep hum, “have Irini make the preparations.”
“Yes, Headmaster,” Telemachos nodded before he turned and walked out of the office.
Headmaster Prokopios looked at Corice. “Are you alright?” he asked gently.
Corice took a deep breath, then nodded.
Prokopios’s eyes softened before he walked over and wrapped his arms around her. She froze in surprise before she buried her face in his shoulder.
“Everything will be fine, Corice,” he murmured, “I promise.”
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Yesterday, I was at dinner with some friends and briefly forgot Harrison Ford’s name, but I was like, “His name is a president and a car,” which is how we got such acceptable alternatives as McKinley Camry, Van Buren Gremlin, Clinton Infinity, and Range Rover Cleveland.
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Trans people, and all queer people, are forever welcome with the Industrial Workers of the World. Happy Pride to our queer members, and to everyone else!
Wear jeans/pants that “breathe” and bring a sweater, even if it’s scorching hot out, until you know which building blasts the AC to 60 degrees F and which feels like a sauna
Backpacks with thick straps are your friend! Messenger bags are cool and all but if you’re commuting with a lot of stuff, symmetrically styled backpacks are better for your back
You are your own person and you can walk out whenever you need to or want to, so long as you’re not disrupting the class. Meaning you can go to the bathroom without permission, take a breather if you’re anxious, answer an important phone call, etc.
If you don’t like the class on the first day, if you can- DROP THAT CLASS AND TAKE ANOTHER ONE! It’ll only get worse from there!
If you can, take a class outside your major; it’s a good break from your expected studies.
You are in charge of your schedule. Your adviser and guidance counselor is there to ‘advise and guide’ but if you don’t like certain classes and you can substitute for others, that’s your choice.
Consequently, if you are changing anything drastic in your plan, talk with your adviser and instructors.
Pay attention to your credit hours and grades. Never leave this to the last week of school, you will be sorry and stressed beyond belief!
Unless it’s a lab book or otherwise specified, go to the class for a week or so before buying an expensive textbook. Some classes, while having it on their required list, do not actually use the textbook a whole lot and you might find some of it scanned online. Rent if you can or buy used online (schools actually don’t give discounts). Use your best judgement on what you think you need.
Tell the people who go up to you selling or advertising things you are not interested in that you are in a rush to class and don’t have time to listen to them. It’s less rude and they’ll leave you alone.
The smaller the class, the better it is to have some sort of acquaintanceship with a couple classmates. They might save your ass if you are absent one day or need to study. And talking with them makes the time go by faster without it being so insufferable.
You don’t need to join a club or sport, but internships are cool and useful!
If you can afford it, take a day off once or twice each semester if you’re too exhausted. Just be aware of what you missed and if it was worth missing!
Your health is the most important, this goes for mental health too!! Note: College-age/upper teens is when mental disorders like depression and anxiety are most commonly diagnosed. Most schools have therapy services, especially during exam time. Look into it if you need to!
Communicate with your professor if you are having trouble with something. Anything.
Eat and stay hydrated. Bring a water bottle and snack to class.
All-nighters will happen but never go over 36 hours without sleep.
It’s going to be hard and there will be times you might think about giving up. This WILL happen. You just have to make sure what you’re doing isn’t making you absolutely miserable and/or there is something rewarding and positive to look forward to at the end!
Advice from someone who really fucked up their freshman year:
READINGS ARE NOT OPTIONAL.
I REPEAT. READINGS. ARE. NOT. OPTIONAL.
Put them in your schedule, read BEFORE class. And summarise it. For bonus points, come up with some questions about the text and go introduce yourself to your professor either after class or during office hours, and ask them about it. This will make them much more likely to remember you in a positive light (and possibly bump your grade up if you hit a hard patch.)
Your library will have a copy of your textbook. If you cannot afford to rent it, you can go to the library and borrow it from the front desk for a few hours whenever you need it. It is there for you, okay?
Reblogging this because when I went to college back in the mid-90s, I could have used all this advice. I was the first person in my family to go to university, no one told me any of this, and the internet was not really A Thing yet. (For perspective, there were an entire two computers on campus which had access to the World Wide Web, because it was such a new concept that demand for it was low.) This would have been relevant then and it’s relevant now.
bookfinder.com is really great for finding cheap secondhand textbooks if anyone needs it also. I’ve found books on there that were basically new but significantly cheaper
So fun fact from when I worked on multiple reality shows, names redacted for NDA purposes.
Gay people are INCREDIBLY ANNOYING for production when they are on reality shows cause they always do shit like this. Reality shows pick their cast specifically for people who will create drama, so it tracks that bringing in some gay people (in the era that I worked, 2013-2018, this was considered to be new and interesting) would diversify people enough to create some conflict. To a degree, this was true.
But what actually happened was that the gay person, or worse, people, would end up estranged from the other people because Straight People Who Are Fucking Nuts in a way that would be ideal for a reality show are very different from Gay People Who Are Fucking Nuts.
There's one particular instance I remember in which our Gay Person tm wasn't getting into drama and no one could figure out why. Any time anything happened it would just defuse almost instantly. Eventually we prodded during a solo interview and one of the guys said something along the lines of "Mayn gay marriage just got legalized n shit if I yell at this guy I'm being a homophobe". This meant that our gay was COASTING along in this reality show cause no one would vote him out!!
But you know what the PINNACLE of this was?
DATING SHOWS.
One... Very popular dating show I worked on (you know the one) has an unofficial, unwritten rule: you can only have 1 queer woman in the cast of ladies. This is because for a solid few years, if ever there were two bisexual women in the show, they would ALWAYS abandon the man and run off together instead. You can't have contestants saying shit like "this guy has no personality and sucks ass. I prefer this girl I met who actually listens to me". Like this was an actual epidemic in the casting. It happened over and over for YEARS and they couldn't find a way to stop it without literally separating the women from each other, which obviously wouldn't be good for the show. They also couldn't show this was happening because that. Uh. Would be pretty bad to reveal to audiences.
Eventually they just decided to subtly prod and see if women who were going on the show were gay and then avoid having two on the same season at the same time. To my knowledge they still do it this way.
Anyways the summary is that gay people are fucking crazy in a way that heterosexual tv just does not know how to handle
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han solo was just a guy they found . everyone else has years of family drama and other links and shit and han solo was just drinking in a bar and then suddenly he was saving the galaxy. that’s beautiful
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