#{ can't believe the first thing I write to another living person after 5 years is this }

[zoranzeal]

@trireign replied to your post “"It's time, everyone! Let's set a glowing example...”:

*clears throat* No.

Okay, clearly they all need to re-sync if this sort of scheduling confusion is still happening.

[nico-esoterica]

"Nico, I wanna be a famous artist!" (A Case Study Using Manifestation and Astrology)

Lady Gaga went from no one knowing her name in a hand-made outfit at Lollapalooza in '07 to eclipsing and redefining pop culture in '09. And later headlined Lollapalooza in 2010. She told herself, "I'm going to make a Number One Record," and "The Fame is inside of Me," over and over again. This was what meteoric 'BTS-like' success looked like for millennials (which also happened in the same amount of time).

She manifested that shit like a motherfucker. She's living proof that a small indie artist who can barely move a crowd and who got INITIAL lukewarm reception after releasing her breakout album that only gained traction A YEAR LATER that YOU, IN FACT, CAN DO THIS SHIT. Gaga was performing in hole in the wall gay clubs in Europe and radios didn't care about that album until Just Dance blew up in the US. Every millennial remembers exactly where they were in life when that single became a hit song. This is also the woman who performed in an Ikea Parking Lot to promote said album.

This is a sign for all of the artists in the audience to NOT give up on your dreams. Even if things seem to be slow, delayed, or as if nothing is going on. There will always be SOMETHING behind the scenes if you commit to thinking in your favor. You're human and can have shitty days, weeks, etc, but it's important to NOT COMMIT TO BEING MISERABLE. Your engagement's gonna go up, you can find a new melody for that song, work through your writer's block and just WRITE the damn thing, and you're going to GET the right gig for you. Your dreams will be handed to you if you believe that they will. TRUST YOURSELF.

Astrologically, Gaga was in her 10H profection year when she first performed at Lollapalooza. But between 07-08+ she experienced the classic Jupiter and Saturn squares to her natal planet equivalents which occur in your early 20s that could've served as catalysts or hurdles she chose not to overcome and did the former. Contrary to what we hear about 10H profections being about finally being seen or getting promoted, etc, it's not inherently explosive. It depends on the chart and what the person does with their potential. Gaga used it as exposure and to further build her career that'd soon snowball into legendary success.

This isn't some Capitalistic tale about 'hard work paying off.' I don't believe in toil and 'hard work' in an exploitative economical sense. I believe in all-encompassing self-belief. Gaga could have easily thrown in the towel when the radios weren't gagged or the people weren't moving in the crowd. She, imo, was performing for audiences only SHE could see. Huge ones based on the scale she believed in.

Even if we could say her Mars-Neptune conjunction in Capricorn where she already had an exaltation or that her Moon-Mars or Moon-Pluto helped her, those harmonious aspects could have motivated her in the opposite direction if she wasn't seeing results. Because all of that Mars can easily wear out through exhaustion or entrap itself in the idea that it simply 'can't come easily.' Martian and Saturnian folks tend to enjoy suffering as a kink. She also could've easily been a flash-in-the-pan one hit wonder artist and faded or her era could've been very short. Maybe in hind sight it was from a musical perspective, but that 5 year run between The Fame and pre-Art Pop undeniably gave her quarter century defining success. And she'd later go on to win big accolades as a serious actress and is still going.

And speaking strictly astrologically, I see another big musical era for her coming. I saw it in Galliano's chart when his fire points got activated and will be emblazoned by Neptune in Aries transiting soon. I also see the same coming for our Mama Monster.

So, um, why are y'all giving up out there in the stands? COME GET ON STAGE AND CLAIM IT AS YOURS ALREADY.

[laneaconite]

Your Letter

Yesterday, I received your letter. I knew it was coming because I never forgot how it felt to write it: The depthless dread sucking in, the chest tightening agony: Hope, hopelessness, hunger, desperation, and need. She pens her dreams onto paper, spilling cynical predictions, undercut with melancholy.

She writes: I hope, maybe, I hope, She cries: I hope, maybe, I hope.

I wrote: I hope, maybe, I hope I cried: I hope, maybe, I hope.

She could not have known, and I could not have known, The bleeding newness that is now. She could not have known, As I could not have known, The insidious pain that we are living each day, Now: I wish I could tell her, The world is out there for you. There are highs and hurts unimaginable to you now, To me then.

She wrote: So this is my one-way letter, and I send this with the hope that things for you are good.

I wrote: and if not then I hope it can serve as a reminder that you can be strong. I know that I can always do more than just

Survive. - Lane Aconite, January 26th, 2023

Hello my lovely readers, Ordinarily I'd leave my work up to you to analyze, but this one is complicated as hell and I can't resist spelling out my own meta-analysis right here. On January 25th 2018, I used this website to send myself a letter five years in the future. I addressed the version of myself in the future as "you" and the person I was in 2018 was "I." When I wrote it, I was still living in the same desolate house I'd spent my entire life downing in, and I struggled to have any hope for the future. I was occupied nonstop chasing after the dream of finishing high school with my GPA and in tact, shocked at the fact that I'd managed high grades in the first place after spending K-12 flunking. It's a complicated story. I woke up at 5 am Mon-Fri for classes and generally worked my cashiering job after school until anywhere between 5 and 11pm. I had my nose to the grindstone in the hopes of escaping how my home town haunted me, and yet I never believed I truly could. Reading back through that letter now, I can still see the emptiness in my wishes. I was forcing myself to make them at the time because I knew that having long term goals, even when they felt like a lie, was healthier than letting go entirely and slipping underwater with the leeches. So that's the context, now to the content: I constructed this poem from excerpts of the original letter and wrote a correspondence back to myself. I had to, because she begged me: "I wish somehow, I could get a reply back from this letter and you could tell me that everything is going well, but since there isn't any feasible way to send an email from the past I know there will be no sort of correspondence." The pronouns probably get confusing here, as well as the tense they're used in, but I, She, and You are the same person: Me. Me of 2018, sitting at her old wooden secretary desk bent over a bowl of box mac n' cheese in the 30 minutes she had between getting home from class and rushing into work—and me of 2023. In 2023 I would have been bent over a much neater, white desk on another side of the country, reading my past self's letter in tears and wishing I could reach across time to tell her that it's going to be okay. It's going to be okay even when it isn't. The changes of tense between "she wrote" and "I wrote" etc. are meant to show myself reliving the process of writing the letter as I read it. The repetition of "I hope, maybe, I hope" four times occurred in the letter unintentionally. It was the accidental poeticism of that repetition which ultimately spurred me to tear the letter apart and put it back together. I just love repetition. Now, my little wish list only has a 44% success rate thus far, but my life is so irrevocably different than it was then. I have multiple chronic pain conditions. I'm blindsided by something new and different every other week. At least I can proudly say that I have finally given "up that fear and cut [my] hair all short, pompador style" and I am writing more. It's been another year since the letter, and I could never have expected where the trajectory of my life would take me. I could never have guessed how I'd be betrayed, how I would fall apart and have to sew myself back together again, stitch by painful stitch. Ultimately, since my poem can't be sent back in time, I was writing it for the person I was on that day, January 26th, and for the person I would be every day following. The tone reads as bleak—and I was teary all the while writing it originally—but this is my stubborn hope. This is my keep fucking going, darling, it will hurt but the relief is worth the journey. I promise. You'll always find something worth living for if you look hard enough.

[runawaymun]

since you already did Elrond, how about Maglor for the character asks? <3

1: sexuality headcanon

Aroace. Can't explain why I get this vibe, but that's the vibe I get!

2: otp

Maglor & his harp. See above.

3: brotp

I am constantly enamored with his (potential) relationship with Elrond. Especially during the early years, and then later upon (potential) rescue from his beach cryptid life. I go hard for forgiveness narratives -- and what I love so much about Kidnap Fam is that it is not a redemption narrative. At least not the way I write it. Maglor & Maedhros are not redeemed of their War Crimes because they decided to spare some kids. Or rather, they do not redeem themselves. Rather they are redeemed and they are sanctified by love, but also that doesn't happen when E&E are kids completely, because E&E are kids and they are bonding to their only caretakers, as kids to survive.

And yes love grew between them, but it isn't that love that I am fascinated by. It's the love that happened after. I am enamored with the idea that Elrond and Elros chose to love them once they were older and really understood things. And enamored with the idea that Elrond chose to forgive, because Someone Had To. Because the Oath will never be something that can be brought to Justice. There is no Justice for what was done in pursuit of the Silmarils. There is no Justice that would suffice for all the lives lost, for the lives that were destroyed, etc. etc. But I love the idea of Elrond going 'You know what, I'm Tired' and he chooses to be the one to bridge things and say: I forgive you. Because who is in a better position to forgive the Sons of Feanor than the grandson of Dior and great-grandson of Turgon, the son of Elwing and nephew of Elured and Elurin, who has some relation to pretty much everyone involved and who arguably has perhaps the best claim to Justice imaginable, because the man lost his parents, his Sindarin heritage (for a time), his entire goddamn childhood, and pretty much his entire early adulthood due to the Oath. He lost his birthright to two kingdoms.

He suffered so much and I am a slut for characters who suffer like that and choose forgiveness & peace. Not because it redeems the forgiven, but because there comes a point where justice alone will never be a satisfying end to the story, but forgiveness, to say enough is enough, to say let's end the cycle of violence, and no more -- because it brings peace to the person who forgives... yeah.... am I making any sense, here? I personally truly believe that the only satisfying end to the story of the Oath comes in grace. Justice can never be sufficient for all the evil that was done. And the point of forgiveness is that it is undeserved, and that it opens the door for healing.

4: notp

Maglor/any of the other Feanorians. I see this startling amount??? I also have this problem where I forget that White Fingon exists so every time I see White Fingon Russingon art my brain automatically assumes it's Maglor for a split second. Life is hard lmao.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

His hair is black but it's like a raven's wing where it catches the light and turns all sorts of different colors. :)

6: favorite line from this character

Uh I'm gonna be very unoriginal:

"For Maglor took pity upon Elros and Elrond, and he cherished them, and love grew after between them, as little might be thought"

7: one way in which I relate to this character

Re my own interpretation I relate so hard to the tendency of being unable to let past mistakes go. It's one thing to have other people forgive you. It's quite another to learn to forgive yourself.

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

Any evil/abusive Maglor takes are just... yuck. I'll take "incredibly fucked up and in no way capable of raising children" but intentionally abusive is a take that I can't stand.

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Problematic fav, of course!

[fountainpenguin]

If you were given the opportunity to reboot FOP from the ground up, what would you change, shake up, or put your own spin on?

I'll have to give this a short answer, I no joke spent over 2 hours replying to this, then added a Read More and Tumblr told me that my post was too out of this world and it broke the editor. It kicked me out in a split second without any opportunity to save. Sorry to everyone who has to scroll past my stuff in the future, but I'm not living through this again. Read Mores have no place on my blog.

I'm furious because 1) I tried to copy-paste out of this editor like I always do and save in an external place, but the new editor is busted and only copies one paragraph when you do CTRL-A so I gave up, and 2) literally the last sentence I wrote before typing that was "Before my hiatus, Read Mores broke stuff, but I'm willing to give this another try." It's not even the same error it used to be. I can't. I can't.

At least we're friends and I think you know a lot of my thoughts anyway. Sorry it took so long to write an answer to this message, but I've already let it sit for so long that I HAVE to get it out of my inbox now or I'll never go back to it after losing everything :/ I can't believe that just happened. How ironic that one of the main reasons I went on hiatus was because stuff kept breaking and then it's worse when I return. Bleh.

So... Here's the short version of things I can remember talking about:

Update world lore, especially regarding Anti-Fairies. Anti-Fairies debuted in Season 2 and didn't reappear until Season 5; Anti-Fairy World itself made its first appearance in Season 6 because the Anti-Fairies were only seen in jail before that. Anti-Fairy World is kind of barren and stereotypical, and the general vibe of Anti-Fairies is that they are all evil because their magic revolves around bad luck. I'd prefer some gray area. I also feel like the characterizations for Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda were rushed and we should say it.

Logically I know that Anti-Wanda can be said to parallel Wanda's high-class mafia upbringing, but I doubt that was planned since Wanda's family only showed up in Season 5. In another universe, we could have had a classy evil queen. I love the grubby gal, but there are so many cool aesthetics she could have had instead. The Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda vibe doesn't bring anything to the table that Cosmo and Wanda didn't already have unless you take creative liberties.

Maps. Maps would have been great.

Designs. Cosmo, Crocker, and Dad really don't need the same shirt. Wanda's outfit is pretty bland too, and it's honestly a shame that Anti-Cosmo got a unique outfit but Anti-Wanda's is just a recolor of Wanda's. See also, classy queen.

Also I've never liked Timmy's Channel Chasers adult design; I just don't think it's in character. I feel like his body type would be much closer to his parents, and the existing one is just too extreme for my preferences. Doesn't say "Timmy the average kid" to me.

"Fairly Odd Baby" - As much as I enjoy the idea of Fairies placing a ban on babies because they're destructive and Fairy World likes to push away its problems, I'd have introduced Poof as part of an announcement that Cosmo and Wanda had been expecting a baby for 100 to 1000 years. Their lifespans are so long, it wouldn't be out of the question. A reveal episode could have been fun.

I also don't think I would have chosen to leave Poof a baby who can't speak for that long; I think he has a fun personality (Sasses Foop, deliberately puts Foop in harm's way, but also he's super chill and nice and likes sports) and I would have liked to see more episodes where he talks. I don't love how he was shipped to boarding school as soon as he was able to talk and dialogue was needed.

Vicky takes Mark back onscreen. She canonically decided she wanted to start dating him again, after she found out he was an alien and she broke up with him. She made the choice to take back her alien boyfriend and she loves him and we should talk about it. I'm obsessed with them and will forever treasure the deleted "Foul Balled" scene of them holding hands at the senior home while Mark is in his squid form. I support Vicky becoming the shapeshifting queen of a violent planet and being extremely in love with her squid husband.

Chloe / A.J. friendship. A.J. ended world hunger in Season 2 and he built a time machine a few seasons later, I feel like those two would have really hit it off.

More episodes of Timmy playing soccer. I will not re-elaborate.

More of side characters I love, like Molly and Kevin. I love them. I love Kevin falling farther and farther behind his uncle when they walk together, I love Timmy introducing himself to Molly's fairy by shaking her hand... They might be side characters but I feel like they add a lot more to the world and character dynamics in their few scenes than many of the characters do.

Sharing fairies. Timmy sharing fairies with Chloe (or Kevin) as part of a temporary program (like she was just here for one school year before her parents moved again). I think one of the issues people have with Chloe is that it feels like she's here for the rest of Timmy's fairy-related life, and I think a few months of hanging out with her would have been plenty and then there would have been a reason for her to leave the canon afterwards.

Make Chloe Dinkleberg's niece. My favorite headcanon. Also a perfect explanation for why Chloe's family would move to Timmy's street. Also a hilarious parallel of Timmy seething with frustration at his "perfect" neighbor despite spending the entire series making fun of his dad for doing the same thing.

More Timmy/Chloe "step-sibling" interactions. I support Timmy "I will sit with you while you have an hour-long panic attack" Turner in "The Booby Trap" but I cannot emphasize enough that I equally support Timmy "Will take a call from Chloe, listen to her explain that she vaporized a juice box, then hang up and go to bed" Turner. They are step-siblings...

Timmy, Chloe, and Kevin. I support Timmy - Chloe - Kevin trio interactions in general. They're a comedic trio and I want them to support each other.

Gary and Betty. Unironically, we need to talk more about Gary and Betty canonically being aware of the magical world. Or at least they adjusted really fast to being teleported from California to Florida and back again. Also we should talk about that time Gary rang Sanderson on his cell phone, which gets funnier the longer you think about it. Also I love them and we should talk about the deleted "Totally Spaced Out" scene where they tried to flee to Mexico together.

Ending the series with a proper send-off. I'm not a fan of Timmy keeping his magical memories after losing Cosmo and Wanda. Being the protagonist doesn't make him immune. I feel like there are so many ways this could have been done in a sentimental way that people would have loved... I'm sad we didn't get a proper send-off.

On the list of things we don't need to change - Imaginary Gary, Norm, Mark, Molly, Jorgen, the Pixies, Flappy Bob, Foop, and Ed Leadly. They are flawless, 10 of 10. We also do not need to change Chloe casually swearing, but meanwhile Timmy will call you out for saying "Moron" on the radio, and we definitely don't need to change "This isn't a fancy French restaurant- this is a black hole!"

I love the Pixies. If they didn't exist, I would have come along and prepped some worldbuilding about characters who maintain magical paperwork. I love my snarky monotone wasp boys.

Also I just want to shout-out Chloe and Kevin and their personalities being hilarious. I think there are several Chloe-centric episodes that have flawed storytelling, but I do genuinely enjoy the character you're left with after brushing off some of her exaggerated perfectionism.

Kevin has some of the best dialogue in the entire series, and those two just seem to write themselves when you pit them together. I like the mental image of Chloe venting to Timmy about how unfair it is that Crocker shows him favoritism and then it slowly dawns on her that she also has a history of getting a lot of favoritism.

Thanks for the ask! I'm sad I lost the full responses, but I think I've learned my lesson and will draft in an external doc first. Please learn from my mistakes, I will not take back my venting >:(

Even if I lost it, it's nice to take some time and think about some answers to these things. I'm also pretty satisfied that I was able to make this post long enough to feel like a good answer. Yay.

[jake-and-amy-are-married]

Andor and the unease of evolution

A breakdown of the 6th episode of Andor

Spoilers ahead!

There is a certain sense of morose novelty -

That we get to spend this much amount of time with a person whom we know will die. 

A Greek tragedy.

The Fates have already written his story, and we can't pull or change the thread.

Cassian barely has any agency in this story. He is doomed to die in 5 years. Which means that he is doomed to survive all events before that. No matter if he wants to or not.

When I saw BBY 5 in the very first episode, I seriously got chills. But mainly because Cassian's whole path leads to the destruction of the Death Star and the Battle of Yavin. BBY 5 in this context says: This man has five years left to live. It's a countdown to his death and one of the greatest sacrifices the rebellion has ever seen. 

Before the Heist, we see a very specific and context-driven Cassian. He has already lost the lustre for the Rebellion. He is like Jyn when we meet her at the beginning of Rogue One.

For him, the lofty ideals and goals of Rebellion are basically like fairy tales - fake bullshit fed to kids to shut them up. Meeting Nemik, he is mostly amused by him (before Nemik proves him wrong and showcases just how smart, capable, and valuable he is to the mission). He thinks he can recognize the kind of ‘revolutionary’ Nemik is, and he is keen on proving Nemik wrong - the tiny group of 7 is no match for the might of the Empire, and it’s wrong for Nemik to think that he is of any value or thought to them.

For Cassian to come clean about his motivation to complete the Heist is another character-driven moment for him. When Karis Nemik was trying to accept and rationalize “not playing by the rules” and accepting a mercenary’s help at the beginning of the episode from an ideological standpoint.

:readmore:

Choice vs action -

For Cassian, it was never a choice. We see that in Rogue One itself. He was colonized when he was 6, (we don’t even know what happened to his parent figures). He has been in this fight without his autonomy. He was stolen from his homeworld, was propagandised to kill the wrong people, and finally deserted to survive. He did not have the luxury to choose when and where he cared about things - whether it be his survival or his hatred for the empire.

We don’t know much about Nemik’s background, but we can guess. Clearly, this is Karis’s first bit (and last bit) of actual action as a Rebel, at least on this scale. We knew that he had been collecting ways to take down the empire, we knew that he had been writing and thinking about Freedom, Liberty and Justice. To equate, he could have been a college-going armchair revolutionist, who finally decided to join the protests after one too many innocent people had gotten killed. 

He’s an intellectual who was finally radicalized, whereas Cassian had no choice but to be radical, and yet conservative in how to express and visualize his own distaste for the empire.

Cassian knows the value and even importance of anonymity. Like he said to Luthen, the very reason why he was so good at stealing from the empire was his ability to disappear, and of course, the Empire’s utter arrogance and ignorance. 

For him, staying anonymous is key for both his survival, and for his success in the future.

The importance of perspective -

One of the favourite things I liked about Karis and Cassian is that they allowed each other to be challenged by their own perspective - they both knew and acknowledged that the reasons behind why they believed what they believed was because of lived experience and circumstances.

For Karis to swallow his perspective of Cassian from ‘true believer’ to ‘gun-for-hire’, by spinning it as a ‘necessary step forward’ for the Rebellion, and for Cassian to admit to Karis that yes, idealism was important for the movement, is why Nemik insisting that Cassian got the manifesto is a key moment.

Karis is trying to accept and rationalize “not playing by the rules” and accepting a mercenary’s help at the beginning of the episode from an ideological standpoint. He’s trying to work backwards from a new conclusion: that allowing mercenaries to fight the Imperials is important for success. 

For Cassian to tell him the truth about the Empire - that they not only don’t care to learn about those who oppress, but they don’t even learn about those who stand against them - and for Nemik to genuinely listen and absorb this vital insight into who Cassian is (at this moment, a gun-toting merc), still insists that the Rebels must blow the horns and alert the Empire.

We know from trailer footage that Cassian eventually does go back to Ferris, and I think that’s where he’ll finally realize why it’s actually a good idea to show the Empire a face to attack - otherwise, innocents might get caught in the crossfire. Not only are his friends and family now under Imperial Rule, but so are the Dani people - already broken and struggling to fight in their own way. All these people got affected, but without their consent.

For Nemik to insist that Cassian get his manifesto is essentially his way of recruiting Cassian to the Cause - he sees and recognizes Cassian’s true identity - beyond who he has made himself to be to survive and skim away from the Empire. 

Idealism vs survialism -

To lose Nemik and to kill Skeen in the same episode is to show how Cassian is going to 

evolve from the nameless mercenary we see in the first episode to the Rebel Captain we see in Rogue One.

One showed him that idealism is good. Important. Different perspectives away from himself are key for his growth.

By killing Skeen, Cassian has finally evolved from the need to raise above by pulling others 

down. He recognizes the idea that he was the closest to Skeen in his actions; that’s why Skeen decided to try and rope him in before just simply killing him or even leaving him behind along with Vel.

By losing Nemik, he now has the responsibility to imbibe his idealism within himself. 

The Eye heist is a key experience for Cassian. For him to lose the idealist Nemik, who we might guess was someone who didn't really need to bother himself with ideas of Rebellion on such a large scale and to inherit his idealism with the manifesto.

And him so coldly and ruthlessly killing Skeen - the mercenary who thought the only way to lift yourself up is by standing on the heads of others. Cassian essentially killed that part of himself. The final crumb of calculated survivalism that he was holding on to. Because, as Luthen said in 1x4, he knew that if he loses that last bit of self-preservation, he is gone. He will die fighting the Empire.

Where are we flying next?

But, inheriting Nemik's manifesto, and thus inheriting Nemik's idealism, Cassian is now on the road to not dying fighting the Enemy, but dying fighting for the Rebellion. For hope.

The change is an internal one, not an external one. That is why we are going to spend so much time with him.

I am extremely invested to see how he is going to change further.

Onwards to the next arc!

[maxverstepponme]

I want to express my own opinions about the whole Carmen thing dear Steppy. It is gonna be a little long so bare with me 😅

As someone who has been diagnosed with epilepsy, I can tell you it sucks. I am a little bit lucky also because I only had two seizure in almost 6 years (thanks to proper diagnosis and proper medication) BUT even then I could not leave the bed for at least 3 days because when it happens especially your muscles experience contractions due to it and that leaves you exhausted. You want to constantly sleep because of it. And another thing that is most effected when you experience seizures is your jaw. Like you can't open it properly, sometimes you bite your tongue during the seizure. I could not eat properly when it happened. I only consumed soups for like 3 days straight. I am NO WAY saying that she is lying but I believe that some level of exaggeration might be involved if she is well enough to travel long distance. Because when this happens you go through blood tests, MRI, a scanning called EEG to basically monitor the activity on your brain and even some genetic test are involved if your family has history of seizures. If she is bad as she claims to be, she would not be allowed to leave the hospital until the source of this is found. Even if the source is discovered they would give her rest for a while. For example, my doctor who is a very well-kown neurology professor in the city that I live in advised me to lower the amount of screen-time I spend on my phone, computer and all other electronic devices, eat very well and have a very healthy and regular sleep pattern. So I am pretty sure travelling long distance with possible jet-lag is so not okay for someone in her situation at the moment. And also if she is having this episodes back to back very frequently she should be doing NOTHING but lying in her bed because it is very dangerous due to the fact that you never know the next one is coming. (Some long-term patients can feel it coming and it is called an aoura and basically you taste blood-like metallic on your tongue) For me when it first happened, I fell onto my back and hit the concrete floor and suffered back aches for the next 3 to 4 months. It was THAT bad. And also the length of the seizure is very important as well. If it is back to back and longer than 5 minutes, it is alarming. Of course if she is properly diagnosed and started using her prescripted medication, after a week or two rest, she can continue doing anything and everything and get back to her normal day-to-day life.

I am sorry this got out of hand a little but health is no joke. The only reason i decided to write this long rant is to paint a vivid picture about things that have been mentioned before in this blog about this topic. And lastly, everyone who will be reading this please do not take this as hate towards Carmen and an anon basically saying she is lying (on the contrary I like her very much she is the only wag that I follow on insta I love an unproblematic and doing on her own thing without causing any harm to anyone type of person) I hope she gets well very soon 🙏🏻

Don’t worry nonnie! I understand where this is coming from and you’re not doing anything wrong. Thank you for sharing and I hope you’re okay! ❤️

[treadmilltreats]

I am blessed to see another birthday

Sitting here, I can't help but think about my life as another birthday has approached. I can't help but reflect on the last 10 years of my life.

There were so many changes....again...

Some good... some definitely not so good.

I've come to realize not everyone you thought would be there for you, will...and to give thanks for the ones who will be. I've learned that not everyone has your heart, and you must be okay with that.

I learned that if you have faith, anything can happen. There are so many things that I thought I could never do, like walking away from fear and my abusive marriage after 24 years. Doing a triathlon at 49 for the first time and placing 3rd in my age group. I made a bucket list and vision board and have fullifed it all. I have done a marathon. I've jumped out of a plane, I've walked on fire, and fulfilled my dream of traveling to Europe.

I remember praying about a rental I could afford after my divorce, and God blessed me with a home of my own, 40k less than anything on the market.

I wrote and published not one but two books, I've spoken at many women's events about domestic violence and am blessed to write this blog 5 days a week for the last 11 years.

I've learned to pray even through the storms. I learned that I have to depend on myself and on God. I've learned that everything that happens isn't to me but for me. I've learned to look for a lesson in every up and down that life throws at me and learned from it. I've learned that my girls are my biggest supporters and that maybe I am doing something right because they are such beautiful souls.

I've learned that just when you thought this was your season, life will throw you some stuff that will knock you to your knees. So many things came at me at once that you ask why me? That even when you thought the pain and the betrayal of many "friends" had you out for the count, that I could pray my way through the storm and find a peace like I have never known.

I've learned that the world can change in a second. You can lose your job, people that you love, and live to see so much hatred in so many people. But I also learned that time could be a blessing or a curse, depending on how you look at it. I chose to always look for the good.

During the pandemic, I got to spend quality time with my girls, and I got to slow down.

I got to reflect on what was truly important, our health, my family, and my friends, and to never take anything for granted again. I saw people come together, all colors, all religions to fight against what is wrong with our country. I saw the good in people while it felt like sometimes there weren't any because I chose to look for it.

I learned to praise God, even when I didn't understand what was going on. I learned gratitude for the blessings I do have and hold on to the fact that these are all lessons I needed to learn to grow. I learned to listen for the signs and know that all things work for my good and have been called according to his purpose. My favorite Bible verse Romans 8.28.

I learned that sometimes a person comes into your life at the wrong time to teach you lessons of self-worth and will change everything you believed in yourself, for the better. I've learned that age doesn't matter when your souls connect, and even though he may not be your forever love, he will always hold that place in your heart.

This year has taught me to know my own strength and to hold onto God's strength when I had none of my own.

So today, my friends, I will go into this next year smarter and wiser.

I will go with more faith, more love, and an open heart no matter how many times I may have been hurt.

And yes, I will always be Tinkerbell, and I will always believe anything is possible if you believe....

Here's to another year of lessons and my gratitude for allowing him to let me celebrate another one.

And yes, as I say at the end of every blog, I will continue to "Be the change I want to see"

@TreadmillTreats

[luna-writes-stuff]

“Help, I don’t know any of the songs for November Writings, but I still want to request!”

REQUESTS CLOSED

November writings 2023 masterlist

Unlike my other two years, I won’t take requests for other songs, but this doesn’t mean that life just sucks and you’ve missed your chance. On this list, you’ll find a quick one sentence summary of the song (or how I interpret it) and how it would likely be cooperated into a fic!

If your song is crossed out, it means it has already been requested. I’m sorry. First come, first serve. Hope you understand <3

1. I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing (Aerosmith) Pure fluff. Endearing fluff. "I am so in awe of everything you do" fluff.

2. Always (Bon Jovi) "Where would I be without you" fluff. Potential argument/make up fic.

3. As The World Falls Down (David Bowie) Iconic. "Your life may be shitty, but I'm going to help you through it" fluff.

4. Time In A Bottle (Jim Croce) "If I could, I'd rearrange time so I could be with you for all of it" fluff.

5. As Long As It’s Not About Love (Dio) Character A being unable to say "I love you" - Character B knows this, but is patient.

6. Everlong (Foo Fighters) Character A reminiscing an old relationship when realizing how lucky they are to be in their current one.

7. If I Knew (Helloween) "If one day you'd just be gone, I wouldn't know how to ever get by."

8. Francesca (Hozier) POETRY. "You don't scare me off. I'll love you regardless."

9. Jackie And Wilson (Hozier) Hurt/comfort. "I feel like shit, but you make me happy."

10. Wasting Love (Iron Maiden) Indulging in short relationships/flings/fwb, and regretting not feeling love for a person who deserves it.

11. Angel (Judas Priest)

12. Prisoner Of Your Eyes (Judas Priest) Insecurities in a relationship/Character A feeling as if Character B doesn't love them.

13. All My Love (Led Zeppelin) (Yes, I know the actual meaning of the song and it's incredibly sad, but for the sake of fics, bare with me-) Feeling close to one another even after being physically seperated for so long/Reunion fic

14. Run To The Water (Live)

15. Promises (Megadeth) Character A and B are destined for one another, but they can't be with each other/Starcrossed lovers ("I will meet you in the next life.")

16. Nothing Else Matters (Metallica) YOU DON'T KNOW THIS ONE???? Go to the shame corner. Not caring for what others think or do, as long as you have each other.

17. The Unforgiven II (Metallica) Character A has had a messed up life. Luckily, so has Character B.

18. Until It Sleeps (Metallica) I'M GATEKEEPING THIS SONG SOOOO HARD SO PAY HER RESPECT. Hurt/comfort. Character A has been through some stuff and believes themselves to be unlovable. Character B disproves this theory.

19. Home Sweet Home (Mötley Crüe) Reunion fic. That's basically it.

20. Bliss (Muse) Character A being so in love and with Character B, yet also envying that person. ("Everything about you is how I'd wanna be.")

21. Eternally Missed (Muse) Character A feels unlovable, Character B wants to prove that they are not, but Character A has trust issues.

22. Mercy (Muse) Character A goes through some stuff and almost begs for forgiveness for something out of their control to Character B. Character B soothes them.

23. Unintended (Muse) THIS SONG IS TOO BEAUTIFUL TO REQUEST WITHOUT LISTENING TO IT SO LISTEN TO IT NOW. Character A wants to give Character B all their love, but they're still busy trying to patch up past traumas and ghosts.

24. Liar (Paramore) Character A was adament on denying their feelings for Character B for a long time, but Character B has known all along.

25. Just Breathe (Pearl Jam) Eddie's voice can send me to heaven any time he wants to fr. Character A needs a moment of serenity and peace with Character B.

26. ‘39 (Queen) Brian's voice is welcome to send me to heaven too. We have to de-science-fiction this song though, I'm so sorry. Coming back to a place/person, but it's not the same as Character A remembered.

27. Jealousy (Queen) Does this require a summary? It's the title. That's it. It's about jealousy.

28. Who Wants To Live Forever (Queen) Character A won't live as long as Character B (be this due to age, illness, etc.), and Character B struggles with this concept.

29. You Take My Breath Away (Queen) "Everything you do is so beautiful to me" fluff

30. (Can’t Get) My Head Around You (The Offspring) Will they won’t they

[boydepartment]

Hello again, it's sheep anon! (This is a super long message, whoops) I think you can tell from my messages that I've been struggling with my perfectionism and tying my self worth to my work. I'm infinitely harder on myself than anyone can possibly be, which has caused me a lot of grief. Despite what I write on here, I don't consider myself to be a sad person, it's just been a rough period in my life. I wrote that message when I was in a bad headspace, clearly, and while I haven't gotten over it entirely, it has gotten better. It's hard to have an objective viewpoint of a situation when you're in it, so thank you for giving me some perspective and advice. =)

You are so right that flaws makes us who we are. If I was a perfect person, then I'm pretty sure I would have never known you or sent that first message. I tend to not express my troubles because I invalidate my own emotions, but like you said, if we aren't taking chances on people, then we aren't really living life. I'm not a risk taker by any means, but I believe more in humanity than my doubts of it. Stays and skz have proven to me that over and over again that people can be kind and understanding in spite of the cruelty of the world. There's so much of life I could miss if I just pretended that I was perfect.

Recently, I watched a video that said that progress isn't a picture perfect journey, which I think is true in many ways. I used to think that once people went through the worst part of their lives, that things would just magically get better and would never fall again, mainly because of how media portrays heroes. The darkest hour for heroes are momentarily and are easily gotten rid of after they pull themselves out of it. Of course, reality is a bit disappointing that way, but I'm sure even if I fall again, I have faith in myself that I will pull myself back together again. You can't get rid of sheep anon that easily world! ᕦ⁠(⁠ò⁠_⁠ó⁠ˇ⁠)⁠ᕤ After all, I've already proven to myself by getting myself this far.

Anyways, to answer your question, I can't pick a bias for the life of me because I switch my choice every 5 seconds, but I tend to lend towards the Aussie line mainly because of their willingness to be open. I get incredibly emotional easily, so I tend to bottle my emotions up, so to see someone be so open made me feel like there was someone out there like me. I also relate to I.N a lot since I'm the youngest out of my siblings and I've felt Han's emotions in his lyrics on so many occasions. I think the best thing about skz is that I can see parts of myself in all of them and their relationship with each other. It's super clear that they have a strong bond. (I'm a little jealous actually.) I'm going to end it here so this doesn't continue for another 5k words. I hope you're feeling better, being sick while dealing with that time of the month is the pits. Virtual hugs for everyone!

＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／

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Hi Sheepie!!! I am really glad my long response was good! I was a little worried there for a sec it was jumbled in my fever state lol! I honestly really love the way you add so much personality to your messages here. It makes me smile seeing the way you word things. I totally understand what you mean with the Aussie line. I really love them, I worry about Chan a lot though. It's always good to push yourself, I just wish he wouldn't do it so often, he could damage himself. But he is a grown adult so he can figure it out. Felix is just so sometimes I cant even describe him and I dont want this to be 80 years long. He is just so him, I love it. I.N is such a sweetheart, I love him and he always makes me laugh. I love his singing so much. I mainly relate to Leeknow, I know on tumblr I act very bubbly and happy but in real life I am really closed off and have my chosen people(which is starting to slim but I wont get into that). I am loud around them and I'd do anything for them. Plus I am a huge animal lover. OH I GET YOU HANS LYRICS KILL ME TOO, i love them!!! I do have to say though out of all of them, Changbin written songs feel like someone just stabbed me with a spork loll. I relate to his the most. IVE ALSO BEEN HAVING A WEIRD SEUNGMIN MOMENT RECENTLY??? He has been making me giggle a bit. Hyunjin has a really special place in my heart too, I love the way he sees the world. And how he views love. AS YOU CAN SEE IT IS HARD TO PICK A BIAS AND STICK TO IT FOR ME TOO

Thank you sheepie! I have been feeling a lot better recently and got back to writing my Felix story again :) I'd also be lying if I said I haven't already started hitting the weights again oops hehe. I HOPE YOU HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY MY DEAR! I HOPE THIS MESSAGE ISNT TOO SPRAWLED OUT! I wanted to reply before I hit the hay! I will be looking forward to your next message! I love hearing what you have to say!

OH PS!

Did you have any shows you were obsessed with growing up? I was a doodlebops kid lol

[lucy-sky]

Since you said we could send two requests, I'd love to see a drabble with The Mute and the prompt - first kiss + in the moonlight. No pressure, I'd be happy with either 💖

Moonlight Blossom (The Mute x f!Reader)

1220 words (This one turned a bit too long, but I reread it like 5 times and I can't bring myself to delete anything so let it be); no warnings; gif by me

AO3 link

A/N: It's my first time writing The Mute, and I enjoyed it A LOT *_* (to the point that I'm thinking about possible sequel)

The Reader character is heavily inspired by Olga - Anya Taylor-Joy's character from The Northman... And partly by Misty Day from American Horror Story. In other words, a local friendly witch™, kind, yet mysterious and lonely. Anyway uh... Hope it turned out good enough :')

REQUESTS CLOSED!

The night is filled with fragrance. Herbs, wildflowers and fresh grass, the scent of tree bark and warm soil, cooling down in the midnight air after a sunny day. And also something indescribable, the way only summer nights smell like. You close your eyes and inhale deeply, a content smile playing on your lips. It’s your time and you love it. The forest is your friend, has always been, as long as you remember yourself.

People in the village call you a witch behind your back, same as they used to call your mother before. There were rumors she had accursed her husband, and the next day he was found dead. The rumors lied - there was no curse. Your father died because he used to drink too much knock-off booze and had a pretty explosive temper, so one day a drunken fight simply didn’t end well for him. You’ve never missed him though.

People used to call your mother a witch, but with no disrespect, because there literally wasn’t a single person in the village she hadn’t helped at least once. No matter how badly someone was sick or injured, she always had a special cure. Now that she’s gone, you took her place. She taught you everything she knew, all about herbs, wild berries and potions. What could heal you, ease your pain or make it worse.

It’s Full Buck Moon - time to gather some fresh herbs. You used to help your mother when you were younger, and now you keep doing it alone every year - a ritual that always brings you joy. Walking in the woods at night may sound dangerous, but you are not afraid. You feel exactly where you belong.

As you walk down a familiar path, you suddenly realize you’re not alone - someone is following you. Heart beating faster, you turn sharp round and instantly feel relieved as you see him.

“Oh, it’s you…”

You don’t really trust men - your father is to blame. But when you found this tall dark-haired man at the shore, badly wounded, almost at death's door, there was no hesitation on your part - you simply couldn’t leave him there to bleed. Your mother wouldn’t. She always taught you to help people in need. She believed there’s a kind of invisible force that runs the world and everyone’s lives. God or Destiny - whatever you call it, it sees everything, and if you're being kind, it will pay you back when you need it the most. The more you give - the more you receive, that’s what she used to say.

It took a rather long while, but you managed to heal his body. With his soul though, it’s way more complicated. He didn’t say a word to you, so you have no idea what he’s been through and who did this to him. But you can sense that something is torturing his mind, waking him up in the middle of the night gasping for air after another bad dream. There’s one thing you know for sure by now - he’s a decent man.

You were suspicious of him at first, you can’t deny. A few nights you slept with a knife underneath your pillow. But slowly you both learned to trust each other, and now you find his silent presence oddly comforting. There’s this quiet gentleness behind his rough exterior, in the way he looks at you with unspoken kindness and gratitude. It tells you he’s a good person, no matter what horrible things he might have seen or done.

The Mute cocks his head, glancing at you softly as if apologizing for startling you.

“What are you doing here?” you ask, examining his expression as he comes closer. He’s been around long enough, so you already learned to read it.

“Oh. I see. You’re worried about me? Please don’t. It’s just my usual routine. Some flowers I need only bloom at full moon. I’ll be fine, trust me. Been doing this for years. Go back to sleep, alright? I’ll be back soon.”

You give him a reassuring smile and continue your way. He doesn’t go away though. You can hear his footsteps behind your back - he clearly doesn’t want to leave you alone in the woods, and it gives you an unusually warm sensation. It’s new for you, and even though it’s totally unnecessary, you’re still glad he decided to join you tonight. It’s something so personal, something you only shared with your mother before, and now you realize you don’t mind sharing it with your silent companion as well.

He follows you to the moonlit meadow - your most favorite spot. The moon is amazingly bright tonight, not a single cloud in the sky, stars twinkle silently above your heads.

“Isn’t it beautiful here? You know, sometimes I just lie here in the grass, watch the moon and the stars, and it’s like I’m all alone in the entire world. You know what it feels like?” you ask, and he nods in reply. Of course he knows. He’s just as lonely as you are, maybe that’s what draws you together. As much as you love your quiet solitary life, every human being needs another human being. It’s a law of nature, simple as that.

For a few minutes you’re busy picking the flowers. The Mute helps, so the work goes fast. Once you’re done, you put your basket on the ground and lie down on the grass with a deep sigh.

“I want to stay here for a little while,” you say, as you close your eyes.

He watches you, hesitant for a split second, before getting down to lie beside you. The light brush of his fingers against your arm makes you shiver, and you turn to look at him. There’s a soft, barely visible smile on his lips as he hands you a delicate white flower. You bring it to your nose, inhaling its scent, and when your eyes meet his again, you think you could drown in their depths. Slowly, you reach out to tuck the flower in his dark curls. The chuckle he makes causes your heart to swell with sudden tenderness, and you let your fingers tentatively stroke his bearded cheek. His hand, big and warm, finds yours, you watch him pressing a kiss against your knuckles, and then it happens. Without thinking, driven by pure instinct, you lean closer and press your lips against his. It feels weird and awkward, and you instantly want to hide, but then his thumb brushes against your cheekbone, and he kisses you, for real this time. It’s tender and incredibly sweet - the softness of his lips and the light scratch of his beard. The gentle bump of your noses against each other and the warmth of his breath. The quiet hum he makes when you open up to him, welcoming his tongue to slide against yours. You can’t tell how long it lasts, but it leaves you all flushed and breathless.

Your first kiss. That’s what it feels like, now you know. It’s like flowers blooming in your chest and butterflies in your belly. Beautiful. Smiling blissfully, you lean into him, nestling your head against his firm chest. Closing your eyes, you feel his fingers caressing your hair as the steady beating of his heart lulls you to sleep.

Thank you for reading!! (and for this request, omg)

Tags: @skvatnavle, @chellestrash

1500 Milestone Celebration Drabbles Masterlist

[miraculous-trinity-leo]

Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.

(part 1) (part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Chapter 1: Genius Little Ladybug

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It all started when Sabine Cheng and her parents moved from China to America, where she met a rich boy named Tony, they weren't the best of friends at first, but they would always get into crazy shenanigans because of Tony. Sabine always finding a way to get them out of it. After a while they were practically inseparable, they had each others backs, both in the good times, and the bad.

So when Tony lost both his mother and father in a tragic car accident, and had to take over his parents company, she was there to try and ease the pain. It helped a little, but the boy changed and blocked out many people, only keeping a select few close to him. His personality changed, and he started to act differently, it saddened Sabine, but she knew it was his way of coping with his lose.

She would oftentimes find him crying silently in his office. When Tony opened a branch in Paris France, he was paranoid something would go wrong when he wasn't there, so he had Sabine become a sort of co-CEO for the Paris branch. Over the many years of her being a sibling-in-everything-but-blood to Tony, her intelligence was much higher than everyone in the company, other than said boy.

She moved to Paris not long after, always keeping an eye on both the Paris branch and Tony ( because god knows what would happen if she didn't do so). She even met a baker named Tom Dupain. Eventually dating, and marrying him. Tony wasn't the most eager when he heard of Tom, but he accepted him as family (not because if he didn't Sabine would knock some sense into him). He practically exploded with excitement when he heard we would be an uncle a few years after Sabine's wedding.

Tony was there in the waiting room with Tom, when Sabine was having the child ( Tony denies not having a mini heart attack when the nurse came in). Both men looked at the beautiful child through the glass. Tony was put to tears when he read her name "Maria Dupain-Cheng" and was comforted by a teary Tom.

When Maria was 9 months old, her Uncle Tony came to spend time with her, and talk business with Sabine. None of them expected Maria to crawl her way into their conversation and say "Uncle Tony" in the sweetest most adorable laugh both adults had ever heard. Tony had a massive grin on his face, and gave Maria a big hug and lots of kisses saying " I knew i was your favorite hahaha, and you're only 9 months old. Sabine I think we got a little genius on our hands." Sabine was just as happy and told Tom to hurry and grab the camera.

"Come on say it one more time my dear Maria, show your papa who your favorite adult is" Tony said with a very wide grin.

Maria giggled at her uncle's happiness, clapping her hands. "Uncle Tony, Uncle Tony" Tom just smiled giving his baby girl a kiss and handing Tony 10 Euros.

Tony continued to visit his little genius niece over the years. Maria ended up getting the best education a kid could get, becuase his logic was " If she is a genius (which she is) then she is going to have the best education money can buy, for nothing is to much for my Little Genius Maria!" and with that she could officially be called the smartest kid in all of Paris... heck probably in all of Europe even! So when she gained a passion for fashion at 4, Tony didn't hesitate to get her, her very first (kid friendly) sewing set. By the time Maria was 5 she already knew how to speak and write in French, English, Spanish, Russian, and is learning Mandarin.

Maria had met Chloé when they were both 6, although they weren't really friends, they were polite to each other, which surprised a lot of the other kids their age. She had met Alix a few months later. She spent a lot of the time she wasn't studying with her friends, Alix would get in trouble with another kid on the playground, Chloé would criticise the other kid, and Maria would talk to Alix and then apologize to the other kid. Overall, they had a good dynamic going on, and they (as 7 year olds) promised to always have each others backs to the very end.

When Maria was 3½ months away from her 9th birthday, Tony was kidnapped. Maria just broke down, she wanted to help her Uncle, but she didn't know where he was or how she could help if she did. For three months Maria would only speak to Chloé and Alix (they were kinda shocked to find out she was related to THE Tony Stark). A few days before her birthday, Tony came to their home, with rolls of fabric, flowers, and 'I'm sorry cards'. Maria jumped into his arms crying asking what happened, and "If you're the smartest man on the Earth, why the Heck did it take you so long? How did you get out? Are any of your vital organs hurts? Do you need to go to the Hospital? An-"

"Hey slow down My Little Genius Maria, I'm ok. 1, They didn't really give me much to work with at first, and there is only so much a genius like myself can do with so little resources, and time before your Birthday. 2, I made an anime mecha suit and flew out guns a blazing. 3, Nothing I can't live without. and 4, No because I'm spending the week with you lot before a conference I have in about 10 days." He said while holding his small little genius  in his arms.

Wiping away the tears she looked her Uncle in the eyes "Wait, you 'made an anime mecha suit and flew out guns a blazing?' How does it work? what's its power source? And why do you have a weird glowing device in your chest?!" He had a lot of explaining to do.

That week, in her words was 'The best week of her life.' She was really happy for the first time since the Tony-napping happened, although she was sad he had to go, she knew  he was safe, and that she didn't have to worry (as much) now.

When Maria was 13, both Tony and Sabine decided to have her go to public school with her friends. After hearing this Maria called for a meeting, her two commanders (Alix and Chloé) came for the meeting, and had a talk on how she should go about her first day of public school, asking questions like 'How do non-homeschooled kids act? What are their personalities like? What interests do they have? Are some barbaric like Alix is sometimes? Will they like me? Am I allowed to talk to Chloé in or only out of class? What are the seating arrangements? Who do I sit next to?' the list goes on. They were all excited to finally all be in the same study environment, now all they had to do was wait for their first day.

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The night before her first day Maria may or may not have slept well due to her excitement, she woke up a little later than she ever would have preferred, getting breakfast, her clothes, the 'greeting sweets' (as Alix called them) and heading out in a slight panic.

On her way out she noticed an elderly man with a cain crossing the street, and a car coming a little faster than what was allowed, she pulled the man out of the cars way without losing any of the sweets, after making sure the man was ok, she gave him a sweet before saying good day and heading over to school. She never noticed the man walking away without the use of his cain.

She still got to class on time, when her teacher walked in she greeted everyone in the class "Bonjour, je m'appelle Maria Dupain-Cheng, c'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer! (Hello, my name in Maria Dupain-Cheng, it is a pleasure to meet you!)" after the introductions she sat down in the empty seat next to Alix, both giving a fist bump, and a smile to Chloé, who looked away as if she didn't care (the girl had an image to keep after all). When class was over she handed out the sweets and went with her friends to lunch. During lunch, one of the other students from a different class was mocking one of their classmates that Maria remembered as Ivan, for having a crush on Mylène and not saying how he really feels to her. Ivan ran off into one of the locker rooms, and Maria decided to go and comfort him, she explained that she overheard what happened and that he should try and tell Mylène about his feelings, listing many different things he could do or say, and that he should stay positive.

Ivan thanked Maria afterwards and went off to write a song for Mylène. Ivan later showed Mylène the song he wrote for her, but was teased by other students near them, Ivan ran away not wanting to be embarrassed more.

Back in the classroom Alix and Maria are sitting and talking when everyone hears crashing and screams outside, the class looked out to see a giant rock thing destroying everything  on its way to the school. The teachers sent the kids home in an attempt to keep them safe.

When Maria got home she noticed a small box with writing she didn't recognize, she carefully opened it, instantly releasing a glow of bright red-ish pink light.

"Greetings Maria Dupain-Cheng, I am Tikki, the Ladybug Kwami of creation and good Luck, it is a pleasure to meet you." Maria couldn't believe her eyes "Mon dieu..." was all she could say, before going full interrogation mode "You're a Kwami? What is that? How are you floating like that? How am I able to understand you? Do you have some sort of ability to communicate in any language?How did you fit in this box? w-"

"There is no time, Paris needs you! I can only explain the powers I grant and how to use them, so please listen carefully."

•~—~—~—~—~—~—~•

Soon Maria was running in a red suit with black spots and amor. She ended up facing the 'akuma' as Tikki called it in a stadium, meeting her partner (a blonde furry she decided) for the first time.

"Bonjour m'lady, so what's the plan to take this thing down?"

Without hesitation she explained her plan " The plan is for you to have your Cataclysm ready, I'll give you a signal when it's your-"

"Cataclysm!"  The boy proceeded to use his ONE attack on a GOAL POST!

"I said to wait for a SIGNAL! Now you only have five minutes before you power-off."

"Oops" The blonde was really wasting her more useful braincells. After the boy was thrown out of the stadium, Maria was left to fend for herself, and she did really well, considering this was her first non(but sort of) official villain fight, up until she lost her footing and was knocked into the side of the stadium. The akuma was gone before she could get back, more and more people were turned to stone, but it showed just where Stoneheart was heading.

She arrived at the Eiffel Tower, where blonde was fighting stone people, he just managed to get away and actually listened to the plan this time.

They defeated Stoneheart, Maria gave her speech to the villain, and did a fist bump (though at this point Maria just wanted to get some sleep), when a reporter came to interview them.

"What are your names, and where did you come from?"

"My name's Chat Noir an-"

"Ladybug, and we're hear to protect Paris from Moth-Man, as much as we would love to give you a bit more details, we don't have much time at the moment" right on que their Miraculous' beeped signalling they had 2 minutes left " Stay safe, and positive, Bug-Out. "

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"Well done Maria!"

"Thanks Tikki." and with that Maria went downstairs to get something to eat, when she saw her parents watching the news.

"Earlier today Paris gained a villain and two heroes: Ladybug, and Chat Noir. Many of our viewers submitted pictures and videos, but only one of Ladybug came out clear."

"Thank you Ladybug and Chat Noir for protecting us, bonne journée à Paris."

.................

"Maria you're taking self-defense classes starting tomorrow" Sabine spoke, though Maria didn't have any complaints, plus it'll help when fighting akumas so it's a win win.

"Yes maman."

•~~~~~later in Maria's room~~~~~•

"Ok, so you're basically goddess of creation personified into a cute little Ladybug creature?"

"Kwami, but yes."

"And you've existed since basically the Big Bang?"

"Correct."

"... how are you able to float like that? How are we able to talk without any ancient god language in the way? And what other kinds of um kwamis are there?"

"I float with magic. Yes their is a language only for the Kwami, but we've learned every other language in existence, so there would never be an issue with communication. And to your last question, there are many different kinds of Miraculi all over the world, some even across the universe, so I am unable to list every single one in existence, but there are just as many Miraculi out there as there are starts in the sky."

"Impressive... does that mean I could learn magic?"

"As a human you are limited to what you can do with magic, but you have a strong creation soul. So yes it is possible for you to learn basic magic, I can teach you some life magic to help you heal quicker if you get hurt outside the suit. You can also learn other types of basic magic based on what Miraculous you are most aligned to. Surprisingly you have a close affinity to most of my brothers and sisters that are here in Paris."

"Are they in the hands of other Miraculous users?"

"... aside from Chat Noir, only two: one belongs to the Guardian, and the other to Hawkmoth."

"What are their names?"

"...Wayzz is Kwami of Protection, and is the partner of the Guardian. The other is Nooroo Kwami of Transmission, Hawkmoths Kwami.

"Ok, so then I assume the 'Guardian' is who you were with until now, right?"

"That is correct."

"And how was I chosen exactly?"

"The Guardian chose you because he saw your kindness in action, and sensed your strong Creation Soul, he has only ever been wrong once, but I can tell you will be a great Ladybug, maybe even one of the few who achieved a higher sence of life."

"... I feel like you kind of described a Sage, also how would he have seen an act of kindness, I mean, I got my things, went out helped an older man with a cain, wait."Maria squinted her eyes at Tikki as if looking for something.

"The elderly man's the Guardian isn't he?"

"..."

"I get it, you don't have to tell me, it's all apart of the 'plot' like some show, I get it. Welp, good night Tikki, have to get up early tomorrow."

"Good night Maria." Tikki never messed up so badly before, then again she never had a user with such a strong Creation Soul before either... Maria is something special.

•~—~—~—~—~—~—~•

And Tikki was right, she excelled at Life Magic, learning a fair bit of healing, luck and slight plant manipulation and communication magic. Tikki wasn't sure if she should be proud of her Bug, or scared at her fast learning skills.

A few weeks passed and Maria was thankful for the self-defense classes, she even started doing her own training routine with Tikki guiding her. She didn't like that her partner was a flirt, it got distracting and almost got Chat killed a few times. She often wondered 'what the hell did I do in my past life to get a partner like this?'

•~—~—~—~—~—~—~•

Tony Stark was called by Sabine to meet her earlier than they had planned, she informed him that Paris now has a villain and two heroes.

"Ok, so what's the problem? We agreed to put Maria in self-defense classes so she would be safe... is it a boy?! Don't tell me it's a boy, she's to young to be dating!"

"It's not about a boy."

"Then what is this about?"

"She's Ladybug, *sigh* I swear she gets it from you Tony. She learned it from your dumb@ss, and it didn't help the need to protect people she loves when you got kidnapped. I need you to teach her how to be a good hero, good combat strategist, and to give her your support. She already has a tactical mind, I'm proud in a way that she shares your bravery."

"Ffffffffudge... ok, where is she?"

"Upstairs."

•~—~—~—~—~—~—~•

After a slightly awkward conversation Maria started to get even more training, and became a pretty much badass on the field, she incorporated the known fighting styles of: Black Widow (her favorite hero), Captain America, Deadpool (favorite hero to some degree), Daredevil, Wolverine, and some moves from famous villains like, Kraven The Hunter, Red Skull, Doctor Doom, Scorpion, Shocker, and Taskmaster ( her favorite villain). And she used ALL of those skills in battle, it was damn impressive to watch, and then Sabine had a talk with Tony.

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"Ok Tony wtf? I asked you to teach her how to fight for protection when she's out there, But you turned her into a complete badass, I mean none of the akumas have lasted more than 10 minutes with her! I want to hug you and kick your @ss at the same time."

" Sorry not sorry Sabine, but she is our Genius Little Ladybug after all."

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[nyaitsu-writes]

hihi :D i literally geeked out over ur writing yesterdya and was wondering if i could possibly RQ some headcanons of kuro and rei with a very affectionate (both physically with hug overloads and verbally) S/O ?!

anonnie, i love writing affectionate people. it’s just. it’s so good ; w ; and you even asked for rei and kuro? oh wow i have such a soft spot for cuddling <33 also ahhh thank youuu ;; i can’t believe someone would geek over my writing, it makes me so happy!!

✧ kuro, rei | affectionate s/o ✧

REI SAKUMA;

✦ did anyone say affection? this touch starved cuddle craving vampire is living the time of his life: rei is absolutely head over heels for you. you are so cute? ahh, affection, the only thing that can move this old man’s heart! really though, he isn’t even trying to hide how happy he is. he spends at least 90% of the day just draping himself all over you, kissing your cheek and just. indulging in love.

✦ being able to tell rei something nice becomes a challenge. if you tell him “I like you a lot” he’ll reply with “I love you most”. you give him a compliment and he’s 5 pages into describing how beautiful and awesome you are. he speaks in long flourishes and complicated words but it never fails to win you over… it’s a battle of affection now ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

✦ rei makes cuddle dates a thing. just you and him, cuddling over a whole pillow fort worth of blankets and overall comfiness. he loves it when you cuddle in his chest, when you curl up next to him and he gets to rest his head just next to you. he’ll gently brush your hair between his fingers, his deep yet soft voice so soothing… you end up holding each other every time and neither of you will want to let go.

✦ for rei, romanticism is deeply related to affection. yes, the craving and the yearning are good — but just for books. not only do you enjoy being with him but you seek his attention, his touch. It makes him feel so loved.

✦ and so there's a million of tiny little details in rei’s personal love language that align perfectly with yours. he likes playing with your hair, keeping you close when you're about to kiss. holding your chin as he stares deep into your eyes, whispering love words as he reaches for another kiss; seeing a river of emotions in your face: happiness, slight embarrassment and yearning. believe me, you probably want him to kiss you just as much as he wants to kiss you... but let him enjoy the situation a bit more, okay?

✦ rei loves it so much when you hold his hand out of the blue when you're out for a walk. It fits just perfectly in his. if you hold his arm and rest your head against him and then try to look at his eyes, you'll be able to see the softest smile ever. you look like a couple of newlyweds and he can't shake that thought off his head. he’s so happy <3

KURO KIRYU;

✦ kuro is strong. maybe he didn't become stronger for all the right reasons (the recklessness of his younger years still haunts him to this day) but now he only uses his power for protecting the people he holds close: that is his family, his friends and of course his beloved s/o

✦ which sometimes leads him to overthink the silliest situations. is he holding you too hard? you aren't hurting, are you? kuro’s hugs have become stronger the more you've been dating because 1) he loves to feel you against his chest and 2) you always ask him to hold you. so now daily kuro bear hugs are a thing.

✦ he understands that you express your love with tons and tons of affection and he isn’t going to complain. it takes him a bit to get used to and even today you can still see his cheeks growing a bit warmer with every sweet love word that comes out of your lips.

✦ physical affection isn’t really that much of a problem anymore, but verbal? he got absolutely flushed the first time you told him “I love you” out of nowhere, hiding his mouth under his hand and coughing. he wasn’t expecting you to be this honest! but it’s not like he hates it after all… there’s a fuzzy feeling in his chest now. please make yourself responsible for it.

✦ he wants to reciprocate your affectionate nature! he started by giving you headpats and it slowly turned into hand holding and forehead kisses, things like sneaking a hand around your waist just so he can bring you closer and kiss you more easily. he makes sure to say “i love you too��� every time you say that to him.

✦ cuddling serves as his small energy recharge moment. resting your head on top of your shoulder after a long day, your back against his chest. you're free to talk about your day in those moments: kuro is just content listening to the soft beating of your heart.

✦ sometimes, you jump into his arms to try and surprise hug him. if he’s carrying something, be sure that he’ll drop it to catch you each and every time. but it’s like a cute little game: if he catches you, you get to lay between his arms. and if he doesn’t, you get to pass your hands around his neck and balance yourself while trying not to make both of you fall down. well, you might have knocked him like that a few times but to be honest? the idea of rolling around the floor while hugging kuro doesn’t really sound that bad (●ˇ∀ˇ●)

[minahoeshi]

you were loved the most of all.

Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader | break-up angst

summary: You should've known that when Ushijima Wakatoshi found it easy to fall in love with you, it might be even easier for him to fall out of it. But who expects the worst when it comes to loving someone as seemingly perfect as him, anyway?

Chapter 1 of 2

Chapter 2 of 2

He said it was easy to fall in love with you. He said he didn’t know when exactly, at which place, nor for what reason. Simply one day, Ushijima Wakatoshi found himself looking at you with the epiphany that maybe there’s something more meant to happen between you and him. There you stood before him that day, the person he could promise love to. (And there he stood before you that moment, the boy whose promises you found yourself believing in no matter what.)

So maybe that’s why it was even easier for him to fall out of love. When he told you he was no longer in love with you, it didn’t matter to you to ask when exactly, at which place, or for what reason. Even the universe itself is meant to fizzle out one day along with the death of the stars. Just one more person drifting away from you like a lone planet with no real orbit shouldn’t leave you broken. You are used to this. You won’t fall apart.

But you break anyway.

It was snowing outside when he decided to tell you to end things now before it hurts both of you even further. Not that the snow has anything to do with the coldness creeping up your chest threatening to spill out of you in endless sobs. You were glad, though. That at the very least, he remained honest with his feelings. He never left you guessing. Every time, he never forgets to tell you what’s on his mind. His honesty is something he thought was necessary.

“I understand, don’t worry. Thank you for telling me right away. I know you’re also considering me–” you tell him and choke up. There are tears running down your face but you’re not worried about that. Wakatoshi never let you mask your emotions around him. For the longest time, he reminded you to feel free to be completely bare with him. All the good and the bad, he said. Don’t be afraid to show them to me. I will always understand.

He steps closer and puts you between his arms. You feel his chin on top of your head as you lean your face into his chest. You’re sobbing now. “I’ll be fine, Toshi. We’ll be fine.”

He kisses the top of your head and lets you stay in his arms for minutes. “I loved you then, and I love you still. It’s just that they’re no longer the same kind. I will stay if you ask me to, okay? Anything you want.”

This only makes you cry harder. He’s always been too good. And even in breaking your heart, he’s too good. You want him to hold on. You want to ask him to stay with you for years and years. Even with a different kind of love, you’ll let him be as long he’s close by. But someone like him who has dreams beyond yourself shouldn’t ever be with someone like you who still lacks certainty toward anything.

“Just for tonight,” you ask, still crying. “Can I stay?”

“of course,” he replies. Anytime you want. Anything you want. It has always been this way.

Because humans are creatures of routines and familiarity, you spend that night the way you usually do when you’re at his place. You cook dinner with him and eat on the dining table, sharing stories and laughter. You keep adding food to his plate and he smiles as you giggle at everything you find funny.

It’s okay, it’s okay. You’ll be okay. You’ll be fine.

You clean the kitchen and stay in the living room. He leans on the couch as you lay down with your head on his lap. You keep talking and laughing. He goes along, sometimes adding things to make you laugh even more, sometimes simply agreeing, sometimes asking questions. You keep it loud and light, afraid of the silence. Inside you, it’s so heavy, your heart might just fall off. This will be the last, you tell yourself. You want to be happy for now. While he’s still here.

"Do me a favor, okay?" You tell him as you're nearing slumber. "Let me leave first tomorrow. Maybe stay in bed, maybe pretend you're asleep. But tomorrow, don't get out of the room until I've left the house." Your voice shakes, feeling yourself wanting to sob.

"I don't want to wake up to another empty bed but I don't want to see your face when I wake up too," you curl into him even further. "I'm sorry for being selfish. I'm sorry I still don't really know what to do. And I know you wake up pretty early and you know, do stuff, but just for tomorrow, please?"

Wakatoshi didn't really understand why. He originally planned on cooking breakfast for you and taking you to the train station. He would watch you board the train and he'd make sure to smile at you as he waves. You always waved back. That's how it works. Even after fights, and even after especially bad nights, you'd still do the same. Watching you leave with a smile was how you both knew you'd still be fine the days after. That nothing much can affect your relationship. For years, this has been the routine.

But tomorrow, he knows he has to give way. He knows what he said hurt you. It would be wrong of him to do what he wants simply because he's used to.

Tomorrow's the last, he realises. And then if you want, he'd never see you again.

--

You wake up pretty early. The sky is a calm shade of blue, the world outside still waking up. You check the time on your phone and find it's 6 AM. Last night, you slept with your back on him. The sight before you is the other end of his bedroom and you notice just how much of yourself you've managed to leave around his place. Pieces of just one other person in his life, scattered in places around his world pretending that’s just where they belong. You didn't mind leaving things behind back then. You never really thought of the day that you might’ve to take back all of them. Just how does one pick up parts of themselves when they thought they’ve finally found a place for them to stay?

But as you stand up, you conclude that when things end, traces shouldn’t be left behind. He didn’t decide to break up only to be reminded of you even after you’re no longer close to him. So you go and pick every little thing that's yours. Even your jacket and sweaters and a few pairs pyjamas in his closet. You'll just take his things from your place too and hand it to Tendou's shop. Coming back here won’t do you any good. Him coming to your place instead wouldn’t either.

Collecting all your things, even the ones you can't use anymore, you leave the bedroom and enter the living room. You don't have many belongings here aside from some DVDs and books. You only take the books and leave the rest for him. You've always preferred reading anyway.

Setting your bag and things aside on the sofa, you go ahead and wash yourself in the bathroom and bring your toothbrush and some other products with you when you're done. You then head to the kitchen to cook him something light to eat for breakfast . You knew you didn't have to. He knows how to cook. It has always been him cooking breakfast for you. When you could, you’d rather stay in bed until the very moment you must start preparing to go to uni or work. But you did anyway. He's probably in his bed, awake. He has never been a heavy sleeper. With all the moving you did around his room, he was bound to wake up if he wasn't already.

You make him a simple omelette and write a small message on top of it with ketchup. "Good luck with practice today!"

You've already cleaned everything you used, preferring to wash and set utensils as soon as you're done with them. That way, when you're sitting down to eat, there won't be any cluster around to distract you.

You put the ketchup down and decide that should be enough. You'll stop here. You should go now.

Ushijima is sitting on his bed. He's been awake since 5 AM when he usually goes on his run. It isn't the first time he chose to stay with you instead of going out, but he can't help but feel heavy this time. He stayed in for you. But as the minutes pass by, it seems that he simply cannot find the courage to sit up and face you.

He wants to sink into his bed.

There's knock on the door followed by sentences uttered softly. "Toshi, I'm going now. There's breakfast on the table. Make sure to eat before you go."

There goes the heavy feeling again. Maybe if this keeps up, he might just actually sink and never get back up.

You've done that a few times. Leaving while he's still in the room. You don't even open the door. You simply knock and tell him you're about to go, always reminding him to eat before he goes too.

But this will be the last, he thinks. If you leave now, will he never see you again?

a/n

chapter 2 will be up soon not rly sure when tho. (it's up now the link is at the top)

also, im not entirely sure but i think i didnt use any pronouns or gendered nouns for this except "girl" in the 1st paragraph which i erased just now? if i'm right, then i hope everyone reading this get to feel as though theyre rly the person in the story. unless ofc u dont want that bc this isnt the happiest ushitoshi x reader fic u can find🥲. but thanks for reading!!!! m so sorry for typos nd other errors as well. i kinda cant read my own writings bc sometimes doing so makes me wanna smack myself in the head and never write again nd i hate that so now im leaving my mistakes to the gods nd hope they love me enough or smth. but yes thank u sm again for reading!!!!

[i-love-hobbies]

Eda and Lilith similarities

1. Both got roasted by Luz

"Cards the paper rectangles that old people think are fun!"

"The real mystery is how Lilith can be both so smart and yet so wrong at the same time. Academics am I right?"

2. Both are hard-working, powerful and physically strong

3. Both care a lot for people that are close to them

4. Both don't respect each others opinion

5. Both cope with childish behaviour, recklessness and apple blood

Differences

1. Being adult figures in children's lifes

Eda is an only parent of someone from another species and a temporary guardian to someone from another dimension, which in her world means their future is questionable and one has food allergies. She isn't a perfect one and is not nice towards kids that don't live in her house.

Lilith is an almost child murderer and is jealous of a sixteen year old. She trauma projected on her nephew. But she also saved King's life twice and Luz's ones.

2. Powers

As a wild witch the owl lady learned in every way, even from school by sneaking in classes. My guess is that this made learning extremely fun for her. This made it possible for her to continue to learn even as an adult.

She also learns through experimentation which means before she learned the basics, she almost got herself killed a lot of times. I'm assuming that she survived thanks to Lilith.

As a cult member, she is someone who never questioned authority, this comes from the fact that she was neglected as a child and needed validation.

At first this helped, cause both she and Eda are alive. But the school in the boiling isles took away her curiosity and joining the coven didn't help.

I believe both sisters had the same amount of talent and hunger for power but the enjoyment was the deciding factor. And this factor was a big one.

3. Showing care

Thanks to running away from the system, the criminal made an emotionally supportive system around her.

She is very mature. The show hasn't yet explained where she learned all this. Best guess for now is Raine, but were both of them that smart at such a young age.

She is selfless, but she also knows how not to be self-sacrificing. That's pretty rare, though to be fair it's not the perfect balance.

There are a lot of mistakes she has made though, but I think all of them can be fixed if she learns to open up, cause her other mistakes always happen when she's too scared or is trying to feel more.

The cop is easily in the top two most immature people in the show. (Fighting for the first spot with Hunter.)

I guess thirty years of isolation with someone, that used the fact that his system had influenced her to be very vulnerable to manipulation, does stuff to a person.

She's either self-sacrificing or ruining someone else's life, usually both. Considering her main motivation is caring, this is painful to watch.

The most mature we've seen her so far, obviously it's after she left the coven, was her acknowledgment of Hooty's efforts and more impressively her not using the fact she's better at glyphs than Eda to make fun of her.

Problem is she overworked herself while having a new curse.

Then s2ep4 happened and she trauma projected on a child, I'm expecting she's nowhere close to realising that was a bad idea.

She also left Hooty after telling him "Are you my mother, cause that's an awful lot of judgement?" without apologizing.

Luckily she's writing supportive letters, so it didn't hit him that much.

Her decision to leave had me facepalm. She just left a person, that has been dealing with the complexities of her being in the coven for thirty years and is easily the only thing that kept her sane and her new friend for someone that for one day acknowledged her existence.

Plus by the way they talked about the father he hasn't visited her at all.

We've already seen the negative effects from this choice on Eda and Hooty, can't wait for hers.

I refuse to believe that this is gonna end well, cause it's possible but it's gonna be luck. And the lesson from this will be "Parents with good intentions change in a day." And trust me when I tell you that is far from the truth.

My parents have been changing, but so freaking slowly it hurts. Fairly they were more flawed and now a bit better than Gwen but still the change has been taking place my whole childhood and until now I've either been refused help or gotten stuck with a bad mental health professional.

Only now am I getting actual help. I'm expecting a speed run after sixteen years of unintentional parental abuse but it's not gonna happen in a day and it's foolish to believe so.

Also we didn't see her watching King's video on her sister's account. Which has to mean something. Why did they show everyone but her?

4. Respecting others

Eda was the favourite child or at the very least she got a lot of attention for being younger. Also I refuse to believe that her parents did anything about her "breaking the classroom" behaviour.

But she respects a lot of people's opinions. Whether it's a bard with stage fright, a child from unknown species or a teen from another dimension. She's gotten close to all three of them. And they have all shaped her point of view (except for Raine but fairly enough we know nothing about their relationship with her).

So what about her complete "I don't care about Lilith's point of view."

Well it's not just her. It's a huge hatred towards "Belos is a saint." She grew up in this system, she had this opinion at one point herself. She isn't hearing anything new from her.

She doesn't have a right to laugh at her but she has a right to refuse to talk about it with someone that refuses to go beyond "It's just the right thing."

Talking about that, it took Eda almost dieing for this stubbornness to shake. No one could tell her Belos is wrong.

On top of that she lived (and "lives" but that's kinda debatable) with huge amounts of fear from both Belos and thanks to his gaslighting, Eda and was working a job that asked of her to be a workoholic.

This makes her emotionally exhausted which makes it hard for her to question stuff. How do you do that when you can barely think?

Eda worked on her laughing in the beginning of season 2 but I'm not sure how she'll act now. Because after Raine seemingly died, she acted awful towards Hunter. She needs ways of handling her trauma outside of making fun of people.

Lilith did too. Firstly, she commited treason and she was also quite open to King being the king of demons.

Now, it was idiotic to believe in it. She's shaking between Belos is always right and wild magic is always right. She needs middle ground.

What's funny is Eda has found the middle ground that works for herself. She's reading books from the local library and is known for being a wild witch.

Because she's scared of hurting others she isolated herself and that gave the wrong impression to the fandom.

She's the one that believes in the healing and potions covens, not her mom.

5. Recklessness

Eda has a one-sided grudge against a twelve year old. I will never shut up about this.

When she was young she broke everything in sight. But now at the very least she's not breaking her own house.

I think it's a bit better.

For before I think it was ignorance, because she was a child. But now it's her coping. She knows better than this.

Everything the ex coven head does is without thinking, even Eda's rescue.

She can't go beyond "Well she is my sister and we had a good past with each other."

"And how can you prove that she hasn't changed?"

"Well, she saved my life and I actually played a game with her."

If she can say the last sentence, ignore me but I don't know if she can.

Honestly I just wanted to compare the good and bad, but I ended up saying Lilith didn't have a life. And honestly she didn't. She wasn't a positive in anyone's life including her own. She was doing her best to become a robot. She doesn't have opinions or ideas of her own that she respects.

Eda said the words "It's my power, kid and before you showed I spend my whole life wasting it." Eda wasted her powers by isolating herself from people, but she didn't waste her mind. Lilith wasted both.

Her importance in Eda's childhood is the only positive, because she didn't respect herself. Her thirty years in the coven was straight up waste. Nothing positive to both her and others happened, after an action of hers in that period and that's just sad.

It's not too late for her obviously. It's never too late for people that want to change. She was already living. She had a new friend. She was restoring her relationship with Eda. She was begining to have her own opinions... AND THEN SHE JUST LEFT.

I know this is good writing, because everyone goes through their ups and downs. Plus Lilith's biggest fears recently came to life.

[queenofanime]

New Parent!?

(Atsumu Miya Writings)

Part two here

"And you remember when Shoyo-kun received that spike perfectly"

"Can you believe Kageyama still doesn't acknowledge it. Kageyama Baka, Baka!"

" Shut it human-tangerine"

"Oh, or when Ushijima hit that jumping serve in the last game?"

"It was more like a home run"

In this very moment part of the MSBY Black Jackals and part of the Schweiden Alders were having a small gathering. A little party, reminiscing high-school years and moments of youth, not that they were old or anything but oh boy, how time has changed.

The said party was being held in non other than Atsumu Miya's apartment. Being a professional Volleyball player did have its advantages, since the apartment could be considered a mansion with the latest technology.

All men were talking and laughing when the sound of the doorbell interrupted them.

"That must be the pizza!" yelled Bokuto who until now was complaining about being hungry

Lazily, Atsumu grabbed the spare change from a corner table and headed for the door.

As soon as he opened the door, his brown orbs were met with other cold brown orbs, just like a mirror; and it wasn't the pizza delivery guy.

There at the other end, stood a girl. She couldn't have been older than 16 really. The air she radiated was vaguely familiar. Her clothes were messy and disheveled. Her hair unkept.

"May I help you?" asked the blonde. His eyebrows scrunching down in confusion.

The girl didn't respond, in fact, she just stood there analyzing him, taking in every detail. Her gaze roamed from one feature to another. Letting out a sigh, she then took a crumbled paper out of her dirty torn up backpack and handed it to him.

Atsumu seemed to hesitate for a second. Fidgeting with the paper, he took in the information that was handed to him. Since the paper was a little deteriorated, the writing was hard to read, but ultimately he understood the gist of it. The paper was non other than a birth certificated and a parental blood test.

His breath grew heavy, his hands trembled ever so slightly. He shifted his vision to the girl once again, looking for any sign of a prank or joke, but he was only met with a poker face.

"...Hey dad"

Was the last thing he heard before passing out.

***

Of course, after the commotion the twin had just pulled, the six people left in the living room went to check up on his friend immediately, and were met with quite a sight.

A grown ass man spread in the floor completely knocked out and a teenage girl (who resembled the grown ass man) holding her laughter to the best of her abilities and failing miserably.

The pizza long forgotten.

***

Time seemed irrelevant. Atsumu was sited in the head chair of the dining room staring directly at the child who was sited in the opposite side of the table. Her gaze never wavering. Both of them subconsciously began a silent staring contest. Neither one of them backing out. This only made Atsumu realize that the girl was just as competitive and a sore loser like himself.

A few minutes passed before he broke contact with her to see the crumbled paper spread out in his hand.

What in fact was killing the man was the simple fact that he could not remember the child's mother. He remembered knowing she was pregnant. He remembers telling her to abort it. He remembers the fight, the tears and the yelling. Yet... he can't seem to remember her. Looking back, he was only 17, so of course his sense of responsibility was nowhere to be seen. Oh but karma never seems to forget does it.

Tension was high in the air. Bokuto and Hinata were sited in the table as well. Even with their social skills and bubbly personalities they didn't seem to know what to say.

Hoshiumi, Ushijima and Kageyama were siting in the living room, trying to avoid whatever the hell was happening. Still the tension was very much present.

As for Sakusa; he was minding his own business in the kitchen. Preparing a peanut-jelly sandwich for Bokuto who was still starving.

"You have no idea who is my mother do you?" (Y/n) finally spoke.

Atsumu narrowed his eyes at this. She had seen through him quite easily. But admitting, that in fact, he didn't even remember her name was a no no. "I do know who your mother is. How horrible of a human being do you think I am."

"Define horrible." remarked the girl. "Now, what's the name of my mother?"

By now, everybody was looking at Atsumu. Hinata even had pleading eyes. Praying that his team setter knew the name of said woman. With a defeated and frustrated sigh, the man openly admitted the truth. (Y/n) snorted at this.

"Her name was Ava Kim" She then stated. The setter scrunch his eyebrows at this revelation. God, how could he forget Ava. Such a simple name. Plus she was beautiful and hot.

Sakusa perked his ear at the use of past tense. "Was?" He then proceed to ask.

"She's dead." Without even bothering to look at him, the girl responded with a straight face. "Died 11 years ago."

Regret, sorrow, guilt, you name it. Miya Atsumu was feeling every overwhelming emotion. He didn't even knew that Ava had died.

"You are just 16 and your mother died when you were 5, what the hell were you doing?" Asked Kageyama, a little too blunt.

"Foster care, but you wouldn't know how that feels now would ya?" Answered (Y/n) with the same bluntest as him. "I got tiered of it, so I ran away."

This was quiet a dramatic situation, painfully awkward and incredibly frustrating. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Now that must be the pizza!" yelled the owl.

"How is it, that after three peanut-butter jelly sandwich you are still hungry!?" asked Sakusa completely bewildered.

"Oh did you guys order pizza?" (Y/n) asked. A little glimpse of happiness could be seen. For the first time she seemed to let her guard down and show a little of enthusiasm. With her reaction to food, she might as well be Bokuto's secret love child.

It didn't take long for (Y/n) to devour her plate. Sad eyes, filled with petty stared at her. She must have been starving for just how long?

Obviously the party was cut short and soon everyone left, leaving a tangled, almost broken relationship behind.

"Look it's late kid. I've left a new toothbrush and some clean clothes in one of the guest rooms, which now will be your room. We can have a proper talk tomorrow."

The girl only nodded, she too was very tired. Leaving the dirty dishes in the sink, she headed up stairs without a word.