This Is Where I Got My Profile Pic It Was So Beautful

It's just like brother and sister right?

I could kiss you, Pix!

Now that is a lot of cuddles, thank you:)

Pixane holding onto each other

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That is kinda cute to be fair!!!

The little source dragons are so pretty, look at them SPARKLE 🥹

Thanks For The Tag @pixanefan!

Were You Named After Anyone? Nope

When Was The Last Time You Cried? When I saw my Friends for the first time in a long time and just the thought of missing them wanted me cry!! Because before, I was on a school trip overseas and we stayed there for 10 days, I was missing my friends and family so much. Just that day which was the 9th day we were all reflecting on our whole adventure before flying back and thinking home got us to tears and there were hugs and tears shared around!! I will always remember that moment!!

Do You Have Kids? No

Do You Use Sarcasm a Lot? Yes!! Nearly all the time when I get annoyed and upset!!!

What Sports Do You Play? Not a lot but Cricket, Volleyball, Badminton, Footy, Baseball and Table Tennis!

What is The First Thing You Notice About People? Well, Their Appearance, Voice and Style!!

What is Your Eye Colour? Brown or Black (Depends on where I am)

Scary Movies or Happy Endings? Happy Endings I Guess? I am actually not a fan of both of them, I rather plot twists, cliffhangers and Happily Never Afters!

Any Special Talents? Well... I can make quotes that have huge meanings, For Example "Never Rush! Just Go With The Flow" and people call me an inspiration!!

When Were You Born? Can't Say, Mate!! Info Not Found!!

What Are Your Hobbies? Writing (Calms My Nerves), Thinking of New Stories, Appercitiating Pixane when I am distressed, Painting, Drawing, Reading, Sewing, and Learning more about Space and The Galaxy!! Listening to Music!!

Do You Have Pets? Oh Yes, A cute lil doggie!!

How Tall Are You? No Clue, I forget to check my height all the time, although I feel so short!!!

Favourite Subject at School! Food Tech or Art and Visual Design

Dream Job? Travelling around My Country as a Teacher and Educating others who need it!!

15 questions, 15 mutuals

tagged by @hxilstorm my love :)))

1. are you named after anyone? No, fun fact my parents still hadn't chosen a name for me when we left the hospital! They chose my name pretty randomly from a baby book I think. My middle name's from some great aunt on my mum's side but I never knew her

2. when was the last time you cried? umm two weeks ago when i realised I was gonna have to submit my final essay a day late

3. do you have kids? um NO at this age??? Maybe down the track but yk, depends on the partner/circumstances/general state of the world I guess

4. do you use sarcasm a lot? yeah I probably do, I don't really notice though

5. what sports do you play/have you played? I've been playing soccer nearly 10 years now and it's one of my favourite things, I also did gymnastics, AFL and swimming when I was a kid.

6. what’s the first thing you notice about people? their voice and the way they talk

7. what’s your eye colour? blue baby

8. scary movies or happy endings? I don't dislike scary movies it's just that I don't really get it? so I guess I'll say happy endings

9. any special talents? define special- I can juggle, I'm ok at devils sticks. OH and I'm pretty good at using and fixing printers!!

10. where were you born? a while outside Melbourne, abt half an hour from where I live now

11. what are your hobbies? I play the piano! I also like to embroider, make friendship bracelets, and I'm learning to sew

12. do you have pets? yes yes yes! I have 2 dogs, a cat and 2 horses. I'm so excited atm bc this holidays we're hopefully going to start building a chicken shed and I can finally have chickens again after 5 years!!

13. how tall are you? around 5'7? I don't actually know exactly

14. favourite subject in school? tbh i didn't really have one- literature, maths and french are probably tied but they it depends on the teacher

15. dream job? dream job is no job, I would very much like to just sit around and make things all day. Is that an option? I wanted to be an artist when i was a kid. More realistically though, I'd like to teach or do some kind of support work in schools

u don't have to if u don't want to but I'm passing it on to @glitchydyke @startingfires, @megadan94, @thelonelyrainbowdude, @thedumpsterwizard @learnyourlessonswell, @bedrock-sedodn @violet-prism-creatively @omg-a-shark @boobie-fucker, @sentimental-lil-thing, @skyward-nerd, @emilreloaded, @punkocelot @my-dude-james, @dinsicle

Oh Thanks

Hey There Parachuting Kitten

I have been looking in your account on Fanfiction and some of your books have been incomplete so I thought of continuing the story "Remember" That was a Pixane since I am a big fan of that. I really liked how you have started it, I just wanted some permission:)

Here was the link to the story you have made

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13043458/1/Remember

Oh, wow! This is new for me! Yeah, go for it. Just make sure and credit me or what not. And of course, send me a link so I can read what happens next ;)

I agree

ninjago confidential is such a good episode

Lotta Pixane UwU

THEM

OMG thank you I love that :)

Hey There :)

I have just been looking at the pictures you have been drawing and WOW they are amazing!

In 1 of the pictures, there was one that showed that the ninjas including Pixal were going on holiday and they were going to catch a train, Right?

Could you do a pixane drawing of Zane and Pixal on the train sleeping or something?

The train back home was late at night and everyone was tired out from their fun vacation.

Check out my Pixane Cosmetic Bag :)

Hey, I have completed it and here it is...

I'm soon making a pixane bag and I will show you it's progress like I did before

That was beautiful :)

Whumptober Day 14: under pressure (crush injuries, force)

Oh shoot I haven’t hurt Zane much uhhhh *spits this out*

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Mountains of debris lay covering Zane, a huge metal beam leaving only his left arm and head uncovered.

The rest of him was entirely pinned.

He wasn’t entirely sure his legs were even intact or not: he couldn’t feel them at all. Hopefully he wouldn’t need new ones. Zane blinked, and his eyes lit the area he was in with a soft blue light. Without them it would’ve been pitch black.

He was glad he was the one who had run into the building while it was actively collapsing. He’d gotten the little boy and his mother out, and if he had hesitated a second longer they would be in the situation he now found himself in. They’d likely be paralyzed now, or even dead, and Zane would gladly take on such a fate in order to spare others from it. With his titanium body he would be okay, as long as he wasn’t crushed beyond repair which he wasn’t as of now (he hoped).

He began wriggling his torso, attempting to remove himself from his stony prison. If he could get himself free, then he could work on digging up and out. He pushed against the metal, and a twinge of pain ran up his side. Something creaked loudly above him, dust falling atop his head. Zane stilled and the creaking stopped.

It seemed the rubble was more precarious then he thought.

His communicator crackled with static, and Zane tried to turn his head in order to fix the reception. He had trouble twisting it, but managed to pick up some faint chatter.

“...ane...ane...opy?”

Zane then twisted his arm around and lightly twiddled with the communicator, wincing as it crackled loudly in his ear.

“...lo? Zane, Zane do you copy?”

He’d recognize that voice anywhere.

“Yes Pixal I copy.” he said with a cough. “My reception is spotty, so I may be cut off.”

Pixal sighed in relief. “Oh thank goodness. Zane we thought you had been completely crushed!”

Zane looked around the small pocket he was trapped in, then back at his pinned body. “...you are actually not that far off in your assumption.”

Pixal was silent for a moment. “Are you all right?”

Zane quickly took stock of himself. His head and left arm were undamaged, and while he couldn’t move his right, it was operable. His legs though...

“I’m stuck underneath a large portion of the building, and moving seems to make the whole thing shake.”

He heard a crackle from the line, then some muted conversation.

“Zane?” That was Lloyd now. “Can you see anything from where you are? Any light?”

Zane shook his head, then remembered they couldn’t see him. “No. I’m in total darkness. It is likely I’m several feet down.”

More muted talking.

“Okay. Just sit tight and we’ll work on finding you okay?”

“Roger.”

The radio went silent, and Zane turned his head towards the ceiling of his prison. It looked like multiple support beams stacked together, with large chunks of brick and stonework filling in the gaps. It seemed so tightly packed, he was surprised it shook so much when he moved. Perhaps if he turned at a different angle...

Zane twisted his chest, pushing at the metal with his free arm. It’s working! he thought with a burst of hope. He felt looser then he had mere moments ago, and the metal-

The beam he was bracing himself on shifted abruptly, and a loud groaning sound came from above. Suddenly building material was falling on top of him, hitting his face and arm with loud smacks.

“Zane! Zane what’s going-!”

The radio cut out, and all Zane could do was let himself be buried and desperately hope he hadn’t just doomed himself.

Eventually the rubble stopped falling, but Zane barely noticed. He was dented all over, and multiple systems were damaged, or down completely. One of his eyes had been shattered, and something in his arm was sparking.

He was now completely buried, and wherever he looked, he was met with only building remains. It’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic,he thought somewhat hysterically.

Suddenly loud crackling sounded at his ear, and voices were once again filtering in.

“...it working again! Zane! Zane are you okay?”

That was... Jay?

He coughed. “My s-systems are heavily d-damaged... I am afraid-“ he coughed again. “... afraid I may s-shut down soon.“

Worried talking filtered faintly through the radio. “Zane?”

“Pi-ixal?”

“I’m here Zane, it’ll be okay. Just keep talking, we’re coming for you.”

Right. Talking. He could do that.

“Tell me about... about your falcon?”

Zane smiled faintly. “My falcon... I have not checked in with him in a v-very long time, but I’m confident he is happy, wherever he is.”

“Good, tell me how you met him again?”

And so it went. Pixal asking him questions she mostly knew the answers to, and Zane answering them, even as he was forced to shut more and more of himself down in order to prevent greater damage.

He cut off mid-sentence at one point, due to his vocal systems acting up. He didn’t have the energy to resume.

“Zane are you still there? We’ve figured out your location, it’ll only be a little while longer.”

“...”

“...Zane? Please answer.”

“Ppppppixal...“

“Zane?”

A large spark shot from his broken eye. He thought it almost looked light sunlight.

“Initiating emergency shutdown.” he whispered. He had no other choice.

“Zane wait, I can see you!”

Shouting echoed above him, and Zane heard metal creak. Sunlight suddenly poured onto his face, bright and golden, and he heard footsteps run up.

“I’ve got you Zane.” a voice said, and he saw warm green eyes right as his own closed.