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[machiot]

Alright, now who's THIS clown? Does anyone in this day and age really still say "hoy"? He doesn't look like an old fogey, hell, he looks younger than Griss, but maybe he's like Veyle or Zephia and older than he looks...?

Or maybe he's just a weirdo.

"It's Marni, short for nothing! If my name was any longer, my enemies wouldn't be able to say it when I'm killing 'em," Marni smumbles. "If it's easy to say, then it's easy to praise me, too!"

[kaq3yma]

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄 featuring hayato suo

syn: in which your nice, and kind housemate turn to an absolute different person because you gave your lunch to someone else.

⸻ cw: mentions of hayato suo with yandere tendencies, slight hurt, cameo tsubaki-chan, timeskip suo, aged up reader, and not yet proofread

qeena's brief note: (yayyyyy suo won the poll) ellooo, qeena's here with a (kinda) soft yandere! hayato suo (づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡ idk how i did this but uhm okay, decent ig ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა like i said, this fic is not yet proofread so do beware of typos/grammatical errors (i did this for one hour straight, no break + it's currently 2:21 ish (╥﹏╥) this fic is by far by longest fic to write on this acc but i still think it's a bit rush lol, idk how many words cus too lazy to count but it's long, not 5k words long but it's long. i hope my sayang, especially the suo girlies enjoy the fic, thank you, i love you, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated and happy reading xoxo 🩷💚

tags: @reapkusho @yueliie @littleplantfreak @meidiary @megutime @kajibunny @taronyuhunter @iid-smile @petitte-writer @kobunnie @kyanmapng & @w1nterszn (dm me if you want me to remove you from my tag. dm me if you want me to tag you on my next fic)

What would you address a person who cooks for you, iron your clothes for you, help you with chores, and share the same house as you if not your boyfriend? A housemate? Sure... Suo is your housemate and your friend. After you both graduated from school and got enrolled to a university, you and Suo live together for the sake of nothing, simply agreed that it'll be more convenient.

Now, Suo works for himself, he got his own business going around and he prefers to work from home which is why he do most of your tasks for you. You, however, work as an office clerk. Everyday, like usual, you'd wake up and get dressed as Suo ready your lunch box for you "Morning..." You grab your bag and your purse, putting on your shoes and your coat by the porch, waiting for Suo to come "Here, make sure you eat your lunch, alright? Even the vegetables." You look at him, face contorts in a mixture of disgust and reluctance "Sure..." He bids you good bye, one hand behind himself and he watches you disappears.

You continue typing in on your keyboards, busy attending works when your colleague, Tsubakino, came to you "Y/n-chan, still tending works?" You look at the pretty male before you, nodding your head with a pout "Yes, I got loads of them. I don't think I can make up for my lunch." Tsubaki look at you with a pitiful look "That's too bad, this lunch smells so good! Your boyfriend must've put a lot of effort into making it!" Your eyes widen at their absurd assumption "Tsubaki-chan, I told you we're housemates only, there's nothing going on!" They laugh, taking a sit beside you "Really? He takes good care of you, you always look neat and he made you lunches everyday. Even if you both are not in a relationship, I'm sure he has feelings for you~" Tsubaki put with a singsong tone, giggling when you playfully hit their arm.

You look at the neglected lunchbox siting on your desk. You really wanted to eat anything, especially Suo's food but you got so many works to do and you don't think you'll have time to eat "Tsubaki-chan, how about you eat them for me?"

You need not tell Tsubaki twice for them to snatch the lunchbox and open the lid. The immediate aromatic smell lingers in the air, almost make you wanted to yank the box back. You look up front, acting busy with your job, and eyes didn't glance back at Tsubaki as they begin indulge theirselves on the delicious dish.

"I'm home..." You smile, seeing Suo's head peak from the wall "Welcome back, come on, dinner's ready." You saunter to the table, taking a seat for yourself and put your stuff down "What are we having?" Suo only smiled at you, taking your lunchbox bag and put it in the sink "Secret... You'll know when it's ready." You wait patiently, watching him move around the kitchen until he came back with a plate of your favorite food "Suo!" You beamed, looking as excited as ever.

He take a set of utensils for you, smiling once again "Eat a lot, okay?" He pat you on the head before making his way back to the counter. You pick your utensils and begin consuming the tasty food Suo had prepared you.

"Su-" A loud thud and clanking shut you off, your eyes move from your food to his back "What's the mat-" This time, his voice cut you off, he speak in a calm, soft manner but it's quiet and low you can barely make it out if hadn't you hear properly "How unusual..."

"You eat everything, even the vegetables." Crap, did he caught you? Impossible, how could he-

"Never once would you finish your lunch, not with the veggies. You couldn't possibly be giving your lunch to somebody else, would you, Y/n?" The eye-patched man turn around, and he's no longer smiling. He look down at you, amble to your side and lean down "How hurtful, I made them special for you but you gave them to someone else."

"Suo, I..." He stood up, turn around and walk away. Before he does so, he turn his head slightly at you "You should hurry eat and shower. You smell... Different." He walk into his room, almost slammed the door and lock it.

That's the first time he ever got so mad at you. Over lunch? Sounds unreasonable but he did said he made them specifically for you and giving them to someone else does seem a bit disrespectful. You sighed, recontinue to eat your dinner in silent and went up to your room after washing the dirty dishes.

The next morning, you woke e up, shower and get dressed like usual. You went down to the kitchen seeing Suo, making your lunch for you "Good morning," He smile, acting as if nothing happened the previous night. You get your stuff ready, waiting for him until he came "Thanks," Neither of you said anything for a couple of minutes until you remark a "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gave my lunch to another person. I'll make sure to eat them by myself from now on, I promise."

He said nothing, one hand moving upward to stroke your hair and grin "It's alright, you promised... But, make sure this time you eat even the vegetables okay?" The mere mentioned of it stirred a sense of repulsion in you "But..." The male hardened look is enough to make you sighed in defeat.

"I'll try..." He smile, nodding his head in accepting manner and bid you off.

It's been a week since the incident of weird Suo encountered. You talked it out with Tsubakino and they started squealing excitedly, claiming Suo was feeling jealous, overprotective and they even said his behavior is a tendency of a yandere or whatever that means.

You're working on your desk when Tsubakino came up to you, unusually depressed "Tsubaki-chan, what's wrong?" The long-haired male sat down next to you, bottom lip jut out in frustration. Tsubaki started talking about this guy they're interested in and that they needed your help if possible.

Tsubakino plan for a dinner after work and how can you say no to them and their beautiful smile and gleaming eyes. You texted Suo, saying you won't be able to make it to dinner because your colleague wanted to consult about something.

Before you got a reply, Tsubakino started to wish desperately for a "no" reply but all you get was a "OK" sticker reaction from him.

"How boring!" They claimed, hugging your arm affectionately.

The dinner went well, Tsubaki asked every possible questions to you so you can help them with this "Ume-chan" guy. But, one thing didn't go as plan, Tsubakino ended getting so frustrated at some point they can't help but order one alcoholic drink after another. The pretty male couldn't leave you alone either so they got you drunk as well, only thing is, you're not as much as a good drinker as they are. Two cups is enough to knock you light.

Tsubaki help you got out of the place after, carrying you on their shoulder with a tired groan "Y/n-chan. You're such a light drinker!" You giggle at them, hiccuping a few times before passing out once again.

Tsubakino carry you as far as to a nearby stop and put you down, slouching you against the wall and get your phone. They begin scrolling through your contacts, searching for a particular name of somebody until "Suo <3"

"I knew you like him too!~"

"Huh?" Still drunk and wasted, you opened one eye to look around only to realize you're on someone's back "Suo!" You slurred, hugging the man's neck as he carry you "When you wake up tomorrow, you're so done." You giggle, hiding your face in between the nape of his neck "You're being childish, sho cute!~" You're very drunk right now so he'll let you off the hook tonight.

However when you wake up the next morning, you certainly did not expect yourself in Suo's room with him on the side. You tried to got up as sneakily as possible but he caught you, pushing you back to bed "Where do you think you're going?"

"My bedroom?" The male laugh, pushing his hair back and turn to look at you in the eyes "Just what the hell happened last night?" It's scary how sudden his mood can switched. One moment he's alright and the next thing you know is he's angered, eyes cold and facial indiffirent.

"What do you mean? I... I-" He pinned you down, his earrings dangle when he cage you in between his arms and lean down "Would it scares you if I said I don't like you going around with another person? Would it scares you if I said I don't like knowing another person ate the lunch I made for you? Would it scares you if I said I think of bounding you next to me, caging you like a bird so you'll stick close to me? Would it scares you knowing how much I like you... To the point that I'd rather die than losing you?"

People can ask the past you would you ever expect the calm, collected Suo to act so heart-wrenching and deeply saddened and you'd say no. Never in your wildest dream would you expect him to lose himself over you.

This Suo right here does not scares you, if anything, it surprises you. You never know your mere existence could affect one's being so much, much less Suo's. He said he'll die without you around. Is that a good thing? It doesn't sound like it but why is your heart pounding? It's pounding so hard you can hardly breathe. Maybe, it's because you're relief, relieved that he needed you as much as you needed him.

"I'll do anything..." He bury his face in between the crook of your neck "So just stick close to me, never went on dinner without me again. Never consult someone without me again. Never do anything without me, ever again."

"I'm sorry," His eyes widen, they expanded twice it's size when you put your arms around him, tightly embrace him in your warmth. He sought, pushing himself further onto you and hug you as tightly as he could.

You are not mad at him. You are hugging him, you are sorry even though he should be the one who's sorry - for feeding you off with his fake facade. His fake, nice, facade "No, I'm sorry-"

"I hope all pests leave you alone! You're only mine." The maroon-ish brown haired male continue hugging you tightly, sniffing on your sweet like a nectar scent "You sent me off everyday with these kinds of wishes?!"

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open. all rights reserved goes to @kaq3yma on tumblr.

[blueberry-obsessed]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

DARCY IN MY ASKS YAYYYYY

Thank you for the ask, love <3 I've been itching to talk about writing for the past week or so

Caught up in rumours (I bet you wish you knew the truth) is my favourite. I think maybe it's because it's my most recent one but I still think about it often. It's fluffy, it's sweet, and they're both idiots in love. I feel like with this one, I finally did the idea in my head justice. (I'm also still riding the high of the compliment @starrwrrld gave me on this fic yesterday!! YOURE AN ACTUAL SWEETHEART SAM) Anyhow, sapphic lestappen are my babies. I fluff up their pillows, tuck them into bed every night, give them warm milk, and read them bedtime stories

Trying to Choke Down the Feeling (Bubbling Up Like the Champagne on Your Skin) Okay, I have a love-hate relationship with this one because I know I could have done so much more but at the same time I feel like I did too much. But it's the first fic I ever wrote (I got shy and didn't post it), and therefore, it is my baby. I will cradle it to sleep even if it is sleeping on the floor

You're just so sweet Do I have a reason to like this fic? Not really, I think the formatting is a bit weird, and I could do better. Does it have sapphic lestappen? Yes. Is that the sole reason it's on this list? ...No further questions, your honour. (This fic gets its own room with a fully stocked snack cabinet and the fluffiest pillows known to man, but the windows are locked and permanently sealed because I don't trust it)

I just want you to do me no good (And you look like you could) The only reason this unfinished amalgamation has been put out into the world is because @marieshyperf1xations enabled me. And it's self-indulgent as fuck. Was it remotely near Christmas time when I started writing it? Uh, no, it was actually mid-February. Have I ever celebrated Christmas ever? No, dude, I'm so lost with this one. Will I finish it around Christmas time? God, I hope so. "Go lay down in bed, sweetie. I'll come tuck you in!" "Mum!!! It's midnight. You still haven't shown up :("

I'd do anything to make this memory stay I'll be so real, I have no idea what this is. Royalty AUs are to die for, though, and I wanted to try my hand at it. It's not long enough to be anything substantial, but I think it's cute, and at the end of the day, fluff is all that matters.

[lunaryrs]

hey i need to know what cars austin hanna's children canonically drive. thank's.

yayyyyy i love assigning cars to muses ^_^ i'm not as good at these sort of lists as u but i'm gonna try hard and really believe in myself and you're gonna smile and nod at all of it because what;s the alternative? to challenge me and look like a total bitch? exactly.

cora i want to say drives something like a 2017 kia forte, in the dark reddish maroon color. she bought it second hand after crashing her former and first car, an older pontiac sunfire. it was also secondhand and shitty, but she insisted on saving and spending all on her own. she could've had something better, but unfortunately has a brain disease that makes her repel her loving and helpful parents.

ezra strikes me as a station wagon guy. i think he could have wanted to make it happen on his own, in which case i see him in something like a 2000s subaru outback in the green color. austin clapped him on the shoulder for that one. if you see him in something more modern, i'm thinking a white 2019 tiguan.

zoe is a jeep renegade girlie, in graphite grey (i think? i toyed with black and white and the blue color). i'm thinking something more generic like the grey because she's for sure leasing it on her teacher's salary. maybe leasing to buy, but definitely leasing. she's the sort of girl that has decorative coasters in her cup holders and some macrame something orother hanging from her rearview. she's got a sparkly bath and body works fragrance holder on her driver's side visor and she's always got a fresh warm vanilla sugar insert on deck

maisyn drives a 2009 ford focus, in the blue/grey sort of color. there's a taco bell 5-layer burrito stain on the upholstery, right where she dropped in between her legs eating one-handed on the road. she's got a fat stack of CDs that are always spilling out of her center console, the cases of many having cracks in the plastic for being stepped on in her passenger seat. when people get in her car, she has to get out and remove the canvas totes and birkenstocks tossed into and never removed from her back seat along with the week-old dunkin' bag she was using to collect trash like napkins and straw rappers. she does this outside of people's houses, btw. doesn't prepare in advance.

ayla drives a mercedes gle coupe, in maybe a white or a red depending on how bougie we see her. this is all based off of you saying she appreciates the name brand and sensuality of a dove bar. we've never discussed her but i love your characterization. she's the kim kardashian of this family; she's hot and she's got main character syndrome. you know she feels hot as hell driving around in her little black slit sunglasses. she's got an off-white flower hair clip clapsed to her passenger side mirror, whole car smells like expensive perfume and her marc jacobs tote bag is perpetually riding shotgun. she uses apple carplay to stream music and be alerted to new text messages, which she replies to by manually texting and driving. fortunately, she's got decently quick reflexes (years of practice?) so she hasn't yet rear-ended anyone doing so, but she's definitely had a few close calls.

rylan oh you know he drives a hybrid of some sort (again based on waht you said about him and ice cream) and won't let anyone forget it. maybe a 2017-ish toyota prius prime. austin went with him to help pick it out; talked a big game about helping him navigate the dealership, but ultimately ended up folding to an outrageous offer too soon. fortunately, rylan walked in there with a plan and was able to negotiate for himself. austin was so proud, and when he recounted the story to camryn later, he claimed it was his plan all along to see how the kid did for himself.

orla is a only a baby, so jot that down. maybe she's a late bloomer or maybe she's failing to launch, but i do think she's indulged by camryn and austin a little. they're adamant they're not enabling her, because she has had stuff going on and benefits from the healthy, cozy environment in the hanna home. she doesn't have a car of her own, but borrows her parents' when she needs to get around. she's scratched up the honda pilot in the past, so her privileges have officially been revoked per austin. i think they're a two-car household and i could see camryn with something cute and sleek like maybe a black mazda 3, especially as the kids are older and she needs to transport less. that one is much easier for orla to navigate in.

[griled-chese]

top 5 sandwiches as a fellow sandwich fan? i’d also like your top five magic arts but i’m giving the sandwich question preference due to your url

okay okay yayyyyy! sandwiches are so divine to me thank you for the question.

#5. tomato and mayo.

real simple to start off, but sometimes simplicity is the key. the scant ingredients make each flavor all the more clear, playing in beautiful harmony. makes summer time bearable.

#4. PP&J+

still in the realm of simplicity, but with an added twist I learned from my father. a couple of dill pickles, which lend both a saltiness and slight sourness which honest to god perfectly compliments both the fruity sweetness of the jelly and the nuttiness of the peanut butter. I don't have PB&Js often, but when I do they're bepickled through and through.

#3. breakfast sandwich

I'm talking egg and chicken fillet type thing on a toasted bagel. the details don't really matter, long as it has breakfast flavors, as breakfast is the most hedonistic meal of the day and sandwiches are objects of pure hedonism for me. I like to put a lil ranch on em too.

#2. the thanksgiving leftovers sandwich

as mentioned before I love a good hedonistic meal, and as such thanksgiving is my second favorite holiday. the family aspect I could take or leave, but the feasting? makes me feel like a medieval king. but the true feast comes not on thanksgiving day but the day after the day after, when my stomach's empty and the leftovers are starting to get just a little delectably stale. I reheat all the leftovers I can find and shove them on the two biggest slices of bread. a true indulgence of mankind's deepest gluttony, this sammy should ideally leave you immobile.

#1. grilled cheese sandwich

it was obvious, there is no other sane choice in my mind, frankly there is little else in my mind except the perfection of the grilled cheese. the grilled cheese has a simplicity to its base form but with that comes an unrivaled versatility, it comes to us in one thousand forms each aligned perfectly with every single cell in my body. there's the simple white bread american cheese, best when paired with a simple soda of some kind. or a barebones approach served with warm soup, a combination that is so good it's literally yuri. you can use different breads, sourdoughs being a certain favorite of mine. you can use mayo instead of butter, but be careful with porous breads lest ye end up with little mayo pockets. there's a veritable menagerie of additions you can add, my favorite being hummus and tomatoes. hell even in just the cheese there's infinite possibilities. every grilled cheese is beautiful and every grilled cheese may sing to us in angelic voices in the few moments of savoring them after every bite, if we allow them to.

god I love sandwiches, thank you for letting me be a sandwich freak for all too long. it was admittedly a bit of a hard list to make since most of the sammies I make don't really fit into rigid categories and are more just whatever I have on hand that I feel like adding in the moment. anyway I'm going to go eat a sandwich and then after I'll do too 5 magic card arts.

[magalidragon]

I’m so happy!😭 Wicked Words was just so good! SOOOOOOOO GOOOOD!

Thank you for always indulging me 💛

Yayyyyy!!!!! I’m so happy you liked it bby! 🥰😘 It feels like forever ago we were fangirling over Michael and Frannie and now we have moved on to all the other Jonerys books 😅

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

oh hell yeah, anon time babyyyy. i don't have a tumblr but now i can let you know how obsessed i am with your writing! you've gotten me into reading marvel fic too, purely cause i was like "damn i need more of polysyndeton's writing, guess i'll read kintsugi" and got way too into it immediately. it's always brilliant and i'm honestly so impressed at the quality, especially considering how often you update??? like, how can you write so much and it be so good. gonna assume you've made a demon pact

i tried to sell my soul to a demon but the best offer i got was for thirty seven cents and a stale taquito so i decided it wasn't worth the whole "head spinning speaking in ancient babylonian floating" bit

yayyyyy im so glad you like kintsugi. i have a special place in my heart for that story. i loveeee peter parker as spider-man, he's my favorite superhero, i love the approach he brings to it and the construct of his character and i really love that he straight up was like "i technically am still supposed to ask for parental permission before going onto club penguin.com but also lets fight crime In The Night," but i also really wanted someone to just be like "why is he fucking twelve. no really why is he like an infant. who is this sassy flippy child. where are his parents." and just. immediately rat him out. without 0 hesitation.

there's like, a tendency in fics to have the hero or vigilante or whatever who found him out like, not tell aunt may on him? which like, i totally get, because it's completely not conducive to the story to the point where i, myself, had to finagle my way out of aunt may being told by having peter hold his own safety hostage. I also have varying head canons as to whether or not the hero/vigilante in question would actually rat peter out, because i think there are some who would be like "bye boy" and rat him out and some who would actually keep his secret, even from may. Out of all my headcanons, frank castle was the one i was like "absolutely would tell aunt may 12/10, holy shit he would rat peter out so fast that you'd think he developed superspeed to do it," and kintsugi was born.

It was honestly a little bit of an indulgent, niche interest fic for me? i wasn't sure anyone would really like it, since frank castle and peter parker never cross paths on the big screen and it's more "frank and peter are trapped together by their own ultimatums and are forced through emotional conversations by sheer proximity" than like, plot-heavy action. Which makes me so, sooo glad you like it!! thank you for your kind words, they made my day

[fadedtoblue]

Hello lovely friends!! The connection was so shitty and unreliable during the actual con that I really couldn’t get much out other than some quick stuff on Twitter, but I’m finally on my way home and have free airport wifi so I’ll try to write up some highlights.


Anyway! The experience was lovely and it went by FAST (which I expected – the generous amount of time I had with Elodie @ SLCC was definitely an exception rather than the rule! And y’all, have you SEEN HER HAIR??), but guys, not that we needed confirmation but it’s all true: Charlie is the sweetest, warmest, kindest person in the world. Despite there being SO many people for him to meet and talk to, he had a smile on his face the whole time. And to think he’s going to travel to another city tomorrow and do it again!!

His panel ended up being pretty par for the course with the stuff he’s done before. There were a bunch of fun little responses (hopefully mostly accurate, I took a lot of quick notes!):

Apparently he’s become obsessed with eating crap cereal after night shoots and it wakes up the baby every time

The Black Mirror Christmas episode gave him nightmares for a few nights (he was asked about his greatest fear!)

There’s been a lot of conversation with the S3 showrunner about how Matt has changed as a result of the Defenders (things that he’s learned, as well as things he still hasn’t learned!!)

One of the things he has to work hardest on when it comes to Matt Murdock is smiling less! Because Charlie smiles all the time but Matt / DD does not smile as much lol.

Semi-related: someone asked if it’s weird to see Jon Bernthal smile after he’s been in Punisher mode. Charlie said smiling isn’t really Jon’s problem, though he did try to make Jon smile by whispering “Don’t smile, Jon, don’t smile” while shooting together.

And if anyone is curious, I did ask a question, and yes, I dropped in a bit of Mattelektra (and I’m so embarrassed that this exists on a recording now, please don’t remind me of it later!!) — it was basically in reference to this Chris Brewster Defenders interview; I wanted to see if he’d share some insight into how him and Elodie and Chris actually worked on these fights — unfortunately he gave a much more general answer but at least I got the courage up to do it :p!!

My photo op with Charlie went so damn fast and my biggest regret of the day is probably not asking him for a bear hug in that moment! I’m so self-conscious about bothering people and being too pushy but alas, I bet he would have totally did it then. I suppose I should be very happy I had the moment at all, and I’m going to remember that!!

My last opportunity to connect with Charlie was during autographs — which took way longer than I expected since he was literally slammed for HOURS, but once again, the moment you get up there he is SO sweet and friendly and focused on you. In retrospect, I wish I had been in the right mental state to take a cute pic of him while he was signing, but I was so damn frazzled trying to carry a conversation without being a total fool, that took up most of my mental energy. But it does relate to the one funny moment to share from the experience — right before I’d gotten into line, I ended up picking up a GORGEOUS DD print from Alex Maleev. I joked to him that I was using my precious Charlie Cox autograph cash to buy it. Alex lit up a bit and told me he wanted me to tell Charlie something for him — Arsenal sucks! He promised that as long as I said it was from him, I’d get a free autograph from it. I didn’t really care about that, but it was funny and I thought I’d be a good reason to strike up conversation with Charlie. While it was my turn I told Charlie what Alex said, to which Charlie gave a big laugh and said, well, I have to give you a free autograph now, so you better take it out fast! I was legit taken aback but eek, was thrilled to get a bonus Charlie signature on this amazing print! I stumbled at the finish, lovely lovely man is like thanking me for coming and trying to shake my hand again and I’m like whaaaaaa, but anyway, it was great, haha. 

Bonus coolness: In a very impulsive but lucky move (b/c his list was full), I managed to snag an Elektra sketch commission from freaking Jeff Dekal so don’t ever say I don’t do everything I can to bring more Elektra content into this world b/c I do LOL. 

Anyway, time to hop onto my next flight, thank you for listening to my fangirl rambles, you are all wonderful for indulging me. Now we can all geek out together over Charlie’s next appearance and Elodie’s panel tomorrow yayyyyy!

[card-gays]

Yayyyyy, I’m glad you think the same :D Thanks for indulging those songs with me!

Anytime! I really really really love song recs. People’s music choices are all super different, so hearing someone else’s version of what X Trait or plot bit sounds like as song is like... SO cool.

[sylsabastian]

Winning the Lottery

Eska: "Okay, if I win lots of money you and E should go to Bora Bora with us. Have you been?"

Syl: "That would be cool and no haven't been."

Eska: "Me either but it would be fun. I probably haven't told you but I will win money while it still exists. I have always felt this since i was 4 or 5. It sounds silly. But it's not."

Syl: "And why exactly is knowing something silly?"

Eska: "Well most people laugh at me. But I don't mind hehe. I laugh at me too. 😆"

Syl: "Thanks for thinking I might be a "most people""

Eska: "Lol shhh O didn't mean it."

Syl: "So, you want to hear a story?"

Eska: "Yeah."

Syl: "The Young Man and his Heart....."

Eska: "Ooooo im listening!!!"

Syl: "...follow the dictates of spirit, which led them to move to another continent. The nature of the laws at the time allowed them to take very little with them, barely more than the cost of the plane tickets to this new land."

Eska: ...

Syl: "On arrival, they spent what little they had on looking for new business opportunities. But they had no paperwork and little capital. As the few potential options they had failed to materialise and it soon became apparent that something drastic would be needed, they decided they would just have to win the lottery."

Eska: "Ohhhh!"

Syl: "Now one might think this is exceedingly foolish, however, for the Young Man and his Heart at that time it was nothing of the sort."

Eska: "I totally agree!! Yay."

Syl: "One might ask, but why did they not simply decide on the lottery right away? Why make the effort with the usual types of business and so on?

[I'll say The End when done btw.]"

Eska: "Not me. I know that we think as we are conditioned to at first until we don't. Kk. Should I be quiet?"

Syl: "[No no, I love the comments.] For the Young Man and his Heart, they had changed their Way-of-Living to live wholly according to External Input, or the Universe or Spirit. This however did not mean that anything was taken for granted. This did not mean switching to a mindset where one did not do things for oneself."

Eska:  "Right you can be guided by spirit to DO ANYTHING!! That's what I love about it."

Syl: "The Young Man and his Heart believed with every fraction of their being, that one has to Use the World Sparingly. The believed and practised saving their chances for when they absolutely needed them."

Eska: "Use the world sparingly? Can you elaborate a little on that?"

Syl: "Because they knew that doing anything was a function of one's Personal Power. Something precious, and not to be wasted when ordinary means would achieve one's goals. This was a crucial understanding."

Eska: "Ahhhh ty."

Syl: "Using the World Sparingly was a mindset they would always have. It meant never being wasteful, never taking more than needed, so never being greedy. It mean never expecting anything at all. Nothing. To them they had no "right" to anything at all, even life. Everything was a gift. What ever one got was the greatest gift, because really, all we had was nothing. That is the alternative to life."

Eska: "I understand the depth of gratitude you are speaking of. I am quite satisfied with little also. ❣"

Syl: "Life is a precious precious Gift to be savoured and appreciated. Yes, there is magic in the world, life can be incredible, but that magic cannot simply be used to indulge oneself. There is a point and purpose to Life. Being frivolous runs counter to that point and purpose of Life. This they always innately understood."

"As their resources ran out, they came to the point where they had no more options. They had put massive energies into trying to figure out what to do in there limited situation and with no capital. Within what they knew at the time, they had stretched and tried everything. That was not to be their Path."

Eska: "Ohhh no what happened?"

Syl: "Their decision to win the lottery is thus not one that comes about in the mood of: 'Hey, that will be fun and easy!' No, it came about as a consequence of them simply not having any other options."

Eska: "Right makes sense. Lottery can be expensive tho. :-/"

Syl: "They consciously and deliberately 'Decided' to win the lottery. This is no simple an idle decision. It involved putting themselves on the line as it were. They were investing themselves into this decision. Decided is perhaps not really accurate. It was more a feeling-knowing that this was the Path. Winning the lottery was to be what they would do. It was an internal knowing, an internal certainty. There was no wishing or thinking it would be nice, or hoping and such like. It was a certainty of Intent."

Eska: "Right and....?"

Syl: "Because winning the lottery is a something for nothing. But they knew it doesn't really work that way. They could engage in an Act-of-Will to make the lottery win. This they knew they could do. They had done it before."

"But, this time that was not needed in such a specific way. The idea just came at them. It came as a certainty. They knew without a shadow of doubt that they would win the lottery. This kind of knowing they had had many times before. Never once had they ever been wrong. This was a knowing that goes down to one's very core. It was not belief, it was much more. It was utter Conviction."

"This is why buying a lottery ticket was not a regular decision. It came. They Knew they would win and that was that. It was not something one chose, it was something that happened. Their only decision in the matter was to go along with it or not. Go along they did. They thus "decided" to buy a lottery ticket. Just one. Because of course that was all that was needed."

Eska: "Wow!!!! More more."

Syl: "They never considered buying more than one ticket. Why? That would be wasteful, one could only win with one ticket."

"It would be a more than a week before the draw for the winning ticket. It was one of those mega-jackpot lotteries. They waited, with Patience, and never one ounce of doubt. It was simply a matter of time."

Eska: "Ooooooo so exciting!!"

Syl: "The night came. They sat themselves down in front of the Television, the Young Man had his trusty red pen handy to mark of the numbers....."

Eska: "😀😀😀😀"

Syl: "The first number was called...

Check!

The second number....

Check!

The third number...

Check!"

Eska: "C'mon c'mon lol. Wow!!!"

Syl: "The fourth number...

Check!"

Eska: "You got 5 numbers right? Or all.???"

Syl: "The fifth number...

Check!"

Eska: "Wowoowowow."

Syl: "The sixth number...

Check!"

Eska: ...

Syl: "But wait.....

Eska: "Go on!!!

..."

Syl: "When they had bought the ticket they had not looked at the number. There was no need. They had thought it was six numbers for some reason, but at the conclusion of the drawing of the sixth number it soon became apparent that there was more...."

"There was a Seventh number!!"

"The seventh number was because of the mega jackpot. Well they didn't know, it didn't matter to them, they simply waited for the seventh number to be called. They waited to check that one more...."

"The seventh number was called...."

"WRONG!!!!"

"The Young Man in particular was devastated."

"How could this be??!!! He checked and double checked. There was no mistake. They did not have all seven numbers. The Young Man was not devastated because they didn't have all seven numbers. He was devastated because that inner Feeling-of-Certainty had been wrong. This had never ever happened before. It would be like the sun not coming up. It was impossible. But no matter how hard he stared at that seventh number, it stayed wrong."

Eska: "Well can't win with some numbers??

Syl: "This was a monumental happening. Never before had this happened to them. Never before had that feeling been wrong. They had been so Sure they would win the lottery. They had known it as a fact. But yet, it had not happened."

Eska: "Bummer :-/ So then what happened?"

Syl: "Not ones to mope or stress about reality, they took matters in stride. It had of course always been a chance. One they were certain would go their way. But it seemed the Universe had other plans for them."

"They..."

Eska: "I also mess up my lotto sometimes too. Though I don't play much anymore but once I played every week."

Syl: "They had bought a cheap used car while they were searching for business opportunities. They could no longer stay where they were, they had no more money. They did the only thing they could... look to the Universe for direction."

Eska: "Yayyyyy. Clapping jumping up and down. 😀😀😀"

Syl: "The Universe pointed them to the highway. They put the last $6 they had into the gas tank and set off onto the highway, not knowing where to, or how far, but they had Trust, they had impeccable Trust..."

Eska: "Wow!!! Ohh I love love love it. Go on!"

Syl: "This journey, a literal and figurative profound journey, was the start of many many wonderful marvellous and magical adventures. But those are stories for another time...."

Eska: "Awwwww :-/ I just want to tell you one thing k. You and E have stolen my heart and you are atop my favorite people."

Syl: <3

"All through those adventures the Young Man kept that lottery ticket in his wallet. He had an exciting wallet. All manner of items he kept in it. It was, in a way, a mini survival kit. Even containing a miniature deck of cards, a condensation of philosophy to be lived by, which the Young Man had put together, some fishing line and a hook, and much more.

Eska: "Ooooo."

Syl: "That lottery ticket lived in that wallet for many years. The Young Man finally had to clean out his marvellous wallet. Even though it was a large wallet, it was simply getting to full. The Young Man finally threw out the lottery ticket he had carried for so many years. It still bothered him that their absolute certainty had been wrong. He refused to believe it, even after all those years."

"More years passed...."

"One day he happened to be looking through a newspaper. He noticed pages and page full of numbers in the newspaper....."

"On investigating he saw they were UNCLAIMED WINNING LOTTERY NUMBERS!!!!!!!"

"What??? How could this be? There could not be that many lotteries!! It didn't make sense at all. How could people win the lottery and not claim their ticket?"

Eska: "Lmao!!!! No wayyyy yayyyy oh no."

Syl: "The Young Man was completely baffled. He showed his Heart. Together they read the accompanying article and figured out the mystery."

Eska: "ANDD!!?!?"

Syl: "From the article they deduced that all one needed to be able to get some reward, was for only THREE NUMBERS to match!!!!!"

Eska: :D :D

Syl: "They were flabbergasted. Where they had come from, lotteries like this were illegal. They closest they knew were raffles at the school bazaar, where there always ever had only been ONE winner."

"Nothing on the ticket itself had said anything about being eligible for a prize if three or more numbers matched."

Eska: "Ahhh ahh but you had thrown it away."

Syl: "From the article they deduced that their six numbers would have yielded a considerable sum. The equivalent of what they would have thought to win."

Eska: "Oh dear..."

Syl: "But, on discovering this they were not saddened. in fact it made them happy. Their incredible adventures had been worth more than that substantial sum they might have collected."

Eska: "Guess you weren't meant to win eh. Yayyyyy yes yes yes and all that money could cause unpleasantries. Or what not. Yayyy. I love this story."

Syl: "But even more, they were RELIEVED. For they now realised they HAD won the lottery. Their certainty and KNOWING that they would win, HAD been correct!!!!!"

"This was huge!!!!"

Eska: ...

Syl: "It was a massive relief. Although that feeling of certainty had not come again, it didn't matter, they knew it Could, and that, if ever needed, it Would come again."

Eska: "Yeah true true."

Syl: "It was a powerful lesson. Because despite their certainty, in the end they HAD doubted. They had not gone to the lottery venue and insisted that they had won despite what the TV said. They had not handed in their ticket to be checked, as they should have, according to their certainty. They had succumbed to believing what they knew to be impossible, had happened. It was an expensive lesson. But a profound one nonetheless, for they also learned that there are many Paths in life, all of them magical if one undertakes them with the Appropriate mindset and Way-of-Being. making the best of one's choices always yielded positive results. And like with all the magical lessons they learned, they were immensely thankful and appreciative."

"THE END."

"So, Missy!!!! Your Knowing you will win the lottery is not so silly after all. is it?"

Eska: "NO. Yayyyy heehee. Well I mostly play sweepstakes cuz they are free."

Syl: "The Young Man and his heart DID win the lottery. They had been certain we would *WIN* the lottery, not certain we would COLLECT. :P"

Eska: "They sure did!"

Syl: "Oh? How does the sweepstakes work?"

Eska: "Well I play online. I have apps I win tokens that I use to enter for giftcards mostly. But... I also play PCH, it's kind of boring and lots of ads. However I am an avid believer in giving the U many opportunities."

Syl: "Ah. And yeah."

Eska: "I don't buy lottery tickets too often. Bcuz we just don't have the dollar or two too often and I don't get that feeling yet. But when I do, I will... and I have won small amounts. Hehe. I just enjoy putting myself out there."

Syl: "Well, as near as I can calculate that ticket would have paid out at a minimum $100 000, but likely closer to a million being a mega jackpot."

Eska: "It's fun and also I daydream about all the people I will help build new lives if it is the path for them and us. Wow so amazing. Syl I love your story I would enjoy hearing more about your adventures anytime kk."

Syl: "So I figure in some way that money has been collecting interest somewhere. Because the intent had been to invest it in property. A block of apartments to be exact. So somehow in some way there is this huge return on that investment waiting somewhere. This I know now. So it is all good. Nothing is wasted. Things just work out differently to how we expect sometimes is all. Yes?"

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