Now You See Me, Now I’m In You 6

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Now You See Me/Animorphs fanfic
-It's a Dylan Rhodes fanfic

You can read it HERE

Inbetween: The Works of Crayak 4

An FBI member had turned traitor and I was trying vainly to shoot him. Ryan was having better luck at least. I looked around to see where I could find cover. Finding a place, I quickly undressed myself as I very much didn’t want to ruin good clothing. Ever since joining the FBI, people had jokingly commented that I was going to use up a lot of clothing due to me morphing from time to time. Some agents even going so far as to joke that if I got Bruce Banner’s pants then at least something would be safe.

Once I was naked, except for socks and underwear, I concentrated on my tiger morph. The morph that had been my battle morph when the Animorphs were the only thing preventing the Yeerk invasion of Earth being successful.

I ignored the gunshots and felt the changes start. Morphing doesn’t hurt, but it does feel odd. It hurts in a way that isn’t pain. The first thing to change were my hands and feet into paws. Then the colors of a tiger appeared to be like paint on my skin. As my size grew, actual fur appeared. Finally, once the morph was done, I felt the tiger mind beside my own.

I had missed using it. Well...at least using it as much as I had during the war. During the war I had killed Hork-Bajir and tried to attack a Howler. Now I was using it to take down a rogue FBI agent.

The rogue FBI agent was too focused on Ryan to pay attention to me. When he did notice me it was too late. I roared loudly and pounced on the man. The man was knocked on the floor and vainly tried to reach his gun that was only a foot or two out of reach.

Roaring directly into his face shut him up. I waited a minute before releasing the majority of my grip on him.

Ryan, I said. Check on the other FBI agent.

I heard and saw Ryan run to check. Everyone in the room was quiet. The lead’s breath was very heavy since she was probably scared. The cult member beneath me was trying to act brave. He tried to appear like the thought of me killing him with one bite didn’t frighten him at all. But by the smell in his pants I knew he was more than a little terrified.

“The other agent is dead.” Ryan said angrily and I growled at the rogue agent.

Okay, we’ll take him in for questioning. I told him.

“No, this piece of filth needs to die.” Ryan said and pointed his gun at the man beneath me. “He’s a pawn of a Yeerk now. He’s better off dead.”

I was slightly taken aback by Ryan’s sudden rise of anger. But maybe the fact was that he hid all this loathing and rage underneath a calm demeanor so it didn’t take control of him. Like it was doing now.

Ryan, just relax and we can go out drinking or something to calm you down. I said.

“This...man just tried to kill you.” Ryan said, defending himself. “This man might’ve told Esplin important information. This man could’ve killed people.”

But we won’t know exactly what he’s done unless we question him.

“Why do we need to? We have clear evidence he’s a traitor, there doesn’t need to be any questioning.”

What if he has leaked information? Don’t you think we could possibly find a bunch of cultists because of him? Don’t you think that would be better than some momentary happiness?

Ryan held the gun to the cultist and then put it away. He then tied the cultist up as I guarded him in my tiger morph. I growled whenever the cultist even thought of moving an inch in the wrong direction. Once things were safe I demorphed, changed back into my uniform, and met Ryan out front.

“Is there anything I should know about?” I asked him, figuring he’d say something about missing fighting the Yeerks.

“I ran away.” He replied.

“It got boring because the war with the Yeerks is over. I understand.”

“No, I ran away. During the war I got frightened and ran.” He explained and leaned against the garage. “I was a Prince of the Andalite military and I got scared. I saw Earth wasn’t being invaded or attacked, so I decided to become a human nothlit. I’m a coward and a disgrace.”

I didn’t know how to react. So that’s why he was probably assigned to the case and had reacted violently mere moments before. I had been a leader and I knew the tolls that had to be paid. I wanted to yell at him for running away, but hadn’t I done the same thing near the end?

True I hadn’t gone to a different planet, but who said I wouldn’t if given the chance?

“You’re not a disgrace,” I told him but didn’t know if I was talking to him or myself. “You made a mistake and you’re paying for it. You didn’t have to join the FBI. You could’ve lived out your days working in a coffee shop.”

Ryan looked at me for a moment. Suddenly he was hugging me and I hugged back as he cried.

“Thank you.” Ryan said. “Thank you, Prince Jake.”

I was too caught up in the moment to say, “Don’t call me Prince.”

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Approve Comments Option on YouTube

My whole blogging adventure really started on YouTube. Anyways, over the years I've gotten comments on the site and I've learned to not pay them any mind. I don't care that an anonymous person over the internet tells me to kill myself because that person isn't important. However, just because I don't mind it doesn't mean I want those kinds of comments in my comment section of my videos.

So I am really happy about the ability for me to monitor comments before they're publicly posted.

So what kind of comments will I let through? Will I only let comments through that agree/praise me?

1.) Constructive Criticism
If you think something I did/said in the video is wrong you can tell me. I know I'm not perfect and that I make mistakes. I am also aware that everyone has their own opinions. So when someone points out mistakes I'll approve their comments as long as they're worded nicely. I've let some comments go by in the past and when I replied I was harassed. So I've learned to shoot first and ask questions later.

2.) You're Nice
If you're being friendly, have no fear that I won't approve your comment. This weeding out of trolls is so that there's a friendly comment section to go through. I far from mind the 'good jobs' and 'you put what I was thinking into words' as those are always pleasant to wake up to.

Lone Survivor: A Few Complaints

I talk about the opening credits and scene before the ending credits of the movie Lone Survivor.

Tobias and Some Headcanons

I'm not feeling that great today so I've decided to indulge myself with this post. The Animorphs character that I like to play the most, and my favorite Animorphs character hands down no questions asked, is Tobias. So I have made up headcanons for the character. Sometimes I can't play him with certain headcanons due to certain places preferring me to use the canonical Tobias.

So today I will tell you some of my headcanons for this character. And, to be very indulgent, I'll stick to two short sex headcanons and a sort of third one.

With the ship Rachias (aka between Rachel and Tobias, this ship is canon), I see as Rachel being 'top'. And Tobias likes that very much. He loves Rachel because of both her bravery and beauty, so he likes having this force of nature be the dominant one during sex. While he does take control from time to time, he prefers obeying her during sex.

With the ship Marco/Tobias, I see Tobias as being the dominant one. Unlike Rachel, he doesn't see Marco as a force of nature to be used by. He respects the boy, true, but he feels more comfortable being the top. Even teasing him during sex to get a reaction out of him. Tobias is also more open about his sexuality than Marco is, so Birdboy is freer than him in that regard.

I do sort of ship Jake and Tobias together. It's just a small ship of mine, though, so I don't really have any concrete sex headcanons for the pairing. Right now I just see them as too similar for one of them to be dominant so that no one exactly over powers the other during sex.

New Beginnings and Second Chances 6

I liked flying, especially in the mountains. The area around my cabin was great for flying, or maybe that was just my bias. I had built the cabin in a good location for taking a breather so maybe that’s why I now had a love of the area. It was a point where I could just relax.

Looking to my left I saw Rachel in her Bald eagle morph. To me that had always been her true form. A form where she was deadly without having to worry about being mistaken for just another pretty face. And, before she died, that had made me happy. Hell, it made me proud to have her as a bird beside me.

We had been silent for thirty minutes since I didn’t know if I should ask the questions I felt I needed to. We hadn’t been totally silent as we had made comments like “I forgot how fun this was” and “I missed you” every now and again.

Rachel, I said, finally deciding to break the silence. What was it like? Dying, I mean.

I saw Rachel take a dive and then pull out of it at the last second. She was stalling. I didn’t blame her, it was a very personal question. I didn’t want her to think that I thought she was a trap or that I didn’t want her. I just had to know what my first love had gone through and how I could help.

It was strange. She finally replied. At first it was confusing and I felt like I was doing something wrong. But then...I just accepted it because it was right.

What do you mean it felt wrong?

I didn’t think it was right that I had to die right as we were winning. I didn’t think it was right that I was abandoning you.

I couldn’t imagine being so close to victory and then dying. What if it had been me who died? Would I have felt like I was abandoning Rachel?

Yes, I would have. More than any other member of the group, I’d feel most guilty for abandoning her. What if it had been me who, three years after the war, had shown up on her doorstep? She had taken things well all things considering. Or maybe she had spent awhile building up the courage to say hi. It wasn’t like I was paying that much attention to the outside world since Marco had become my boyfriend.

But those were things I could discuss with her later.

I don’t blame you for dying. I told her.

You blame Jake. Rachel said.

I took a dive and rose back up, using the falling sensation to snap me back into reality. I didn’t need to start ranting to her about her cousin. A cousin she would have to see sometime. I didn’t mind letting her decide when she wanted to see Jake. It wasn’t like I was eager at the thought of seeing him again.

My security system thought your DNA had been forged. I said, switching topics to save the calm atmosphere. I guess it couldn’t understand how a dead person could come back to life. It probably couldn’t fathom how that would work.

I don’t know how I was brought back to life. Rachel said. At least you had Marco to watch over you until I got back.

Was Rachel implying that I was only with Marco because she had been dead? That as soon as she returned that I would go with her and leave him behind? Isn’t that what I should feel about him? That he was just a backup and nothing more?

But I loved Marco. I loved him as much as I had-I did love Rachel. I couldn’t tell him to go just because Rachel was back. That was just something I couldn’t do.

I love you, Rachel, I really do. I finally said. But Marco is…You were dead. I saw you die and I flew away with your ashes which are now hidden in my cabin. I couldn’t keep living in the past. I just couldn’t keep living and waiting for something that I didn’t think could happen. Three years, Rachel. It was three years before I could admit my feelings to Marco because I was scared. I was scared of being hurt again.

The silence that followed felt worse than death. Was Rachel angry? Would she attack me or, worse, leave me? Had I just messed up the best thing about the war? Would we now be like Jake and Cassie? Both of us wanting to get with each other and yet not feeling it would work out?

I love you, Rachel. I said again, hoping that she would reply.

But she didn’t reply. She was just silent and I felt something between awkward and ashamed.

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All of New Beginnings and Second Chances  

Twerster is the New Free Gift

Info From HERE

Recently a new Free Gift was released. Free Gifts aren't released every day or every week, if you didn't already know.

The free gift this time around is called Twerster which is a cute little tornado-like minion. The best thing about this minion is its description which is merely COW!. It's probably a reference to the movie Twister.