#✨-Thérèse

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▐ ⦙ ❛ *   ♡ ·ﾟ Ꮺ ࣪˖ ᥫ᭡ 🦢ˎˊ˗ Lukene&TThérèse/ 𖥸Para mi Campanita amor: @lemecdeliott❜ ♥

                                                           🌾 ❛❛👨🏻‍💼🍂Thérèse había buscado a su hermano por todos lados, para escapar de ese lugar necesitaba ayuda y la había tenido sin duda con el mar de muertos que habían dejado. Le rompió el cuello al Antaeus que se le interpuso. Llegó hasta la oficina de la plebeya—¿Dónde está mi hermano, Lukene? Quiero a Altan, ahora—Exigió

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                                                           🌾 ❛❛👨🏻‍💼🍂Thérèse estaba encantada con la lealtad y compromiso de Alexandre, no solo con su sociedad sino con ella misma. Normalmente las personas que se acercaban a ella buscaban algún beneficio propio pero, Alexandre era diferente, ella lo sabía. —Me gusta que siempre quieras mejoras—Replicó orgullosa. La Strix tomó y analizó la información, estaba perfectamente detallada, no dudaba de Alexandre podía confiarle su vida. —Es lo que estoy observando, parece que la inversión en la bolsa de valores esta dando frutos, es un excelente trabajo—Sonrió encantada con los resultados mirando de soslayo a Alexandre, teniendo bastante cerca de ella, entonces cuando beso su cuello, sonrió cerrando los ojos para disfrutarlo. Dejo los papeles sobre el escritorio y colocó sus brazos sobre los hombros de Alexandre para que siguiera besándola.

🗡️❤️‍🔥. —He hecho demasiado, pero no lo suficiente. —Alexandre era exigente consigo mismo, un hombre nacido para ser Strix, por eso lo disfrutaba, tanto como para servirle a Therese y que esta sociedad funcionara para ella. La admiraba, por eso tenía que estar a la altura. Asintió con la cabeza, entregando los documentos para que fueran revisados por ella. Trabajaba en transparencia, pero era mejor que lo verificara. Decidió levantarse para colocarse a su costado—. Las acciones en Canadá están en ascenso, a final de año, se duplicarán —informó, atreviéndose, además, a dejar un beso en su cuello.

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Hi guys!

The last one was a little more dark and this one is a little (a lot maybe) angsty too... Please meet jealous R and Leah 😅

I will start to work again from tomorrow so maybe I will write a little more slowly, it depends of my tiredness x)

Enjoy :)

TW : Jealousy, Angst, Swearing, Nightmare.

PART 1 I PART 2 I PART 3 I PART 4 I PART 6 | PART 7

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It’s a few days after Valentine’s Day that you find yourself alone at home, which is relatively rare. Like every Tuesday night, Leah is at her mother’s house with other people to have a family evening. You haven’t been officially introduced to the Williamsons yet, even though it would have been hard to escape Amanda. Leah’s mom comes to see almost every match of Arsenal, especially since Leah has started playing again. You don’t know what Leah told her about you, but the look she gave you when she first saw you made you blush from head to toe.

When Leah isn’t around, you can usually count on Alessia to be by your side. To chat, laugh at a bad show or simply scroll next to each other on your mobile phones. Generally one cook for the other, having established for a while a turn without really consulting yourself. But tonight Alessia is busy too and you find your apartment very empty. After calling your parents, then Leila, then Ingrid, you notice that it’s still very early but you still decide to go to bed.

You haven’t decided with Leah if she’ll join you at home when her evening is over, but she has your keys and you know she feels comfortable enough at your home to join you at any time.

After a long hot shower, you settle down with your cup of tea and a book in your bed, welcoming with pleasure the warmth of the sheets. It’s only a few tens of minutes later that you hear an awful screech on the window of your bedroom, making you jump.

Standing still for a few moments, you listen, trying to persuade yourself that it’s only your imagination. You’re in the middle of London, there can’t be someone hanging from your window, right? But as you stress level down, you hear the noise again.

Even stronger than before, causing you chills. It sounds like nails on a blackboard and you are now certain that it can only be nails against the window of your room.

With your hand shaking, you grab your phone and write to Leah. You could have called her, but if Thérèse really someone behind your curtains, you don’t want him to hear you.

From You Baby where are you?

From Leebaby 🌹✨ Crushing Grandma at Bingo 😈 Why?

From You I think there is someone behind my bedroom’s window

From Leebaby 🌹✨ What? Is it a joke?

From You No Babe, I swear. Someone’s scratching my window, I just heard it again

Your phone vibrates again in your hands signaling a response from Leah, but it’s another sound that caught your ear this time. Much less disturbing than the idea of a psychopath scratching at your window’s bedroom, you seem to have heard a meow.

Jumping on your legs, it’s with a rest of apprehension that you open the curtain a few centimeters. Two green round eyes look at you, surrounded by a total black fur. When the cat opens his mouth, you hear the same meow again and you decide to open the window to let him in. You’re on the high floors of your building and if that cat falls, you’re not sure if it survives.

Jumping in your bedroom, the cat looks calmly around him.

"Uh. Hey, man?"

You look at each other silently for several moments, before he starts to wash his paws. You blink several times because of the absurdity of the situation.

"Where are you coming from?" you ask with a frown.

You don’t know your neighbors very well, other than Alessia of course, so you wouldn’t be able to tell who in this building has a cat. That cat doesn’t look very old to you, like he hasn’t finished growing yet. And he even looks rather thin. In any case, he ignores you superbly, licking his pads with application.

As you close the window still looking at the black cat, your eyes are drawn to your phone whose screen turns on and off repeatedly. You take it, opening the messages from Leah. Leebaby 🌹✨ Go to your living room and call the police Isn’t Alessia with you? Honey? Why aren’t you answering my calls? ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONE You have with that five missed calls from Leah and you hurry up to call her back hoping she hasn’t contacted Scotland Yard yet. The first ring didn’t even have time to sound in full that she has already picked up. "Y/N is that you?" "Yes. Are you in the car?" you ask with a frown, hearing cars sounds in the background. "Yes? You write to me to tell me that there is someone at your window and then I have no answer, obviously I am in my car!" Leah seems to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown and you feel terrible about it. It will now be necessary that you explain to her that your possible assailant was in truth only a ball of black fur which seems to have confused your bedroom with a grooming salon. "Oh Babe, I’m sorry. But everything is fine, you can go back to your Mom. I’m sorry I worried you for nothing" "Accept the video call" "What?" "Accept the video call!" Leah repeats abruptly and you hurry to do it. Leah’s face appears on the screen, her eyebrows frown. She’s still in her car and you look at her with a stern look. "Leah Williamson you better be parked on the side of the road" You roll your eyes when she snorts with a scornful face. "Why did you want to switch to video mode?" "To see that you are alone and that you haven’t be forced to make the call so that someone can murder you in peace" You can’t help but laugh softly when you hear her, but on the other hand the degree of worry she has for you touches you. "I told you to stop with Criminal Minds Babe" you tease her tenderly. "Show me your room"

You willingly accept, even walking around your apartment to reassure her completely. She seems to relax noticing that you are really alone and you go back to your room to sit on your bed.

"What was that noise then?"

You smile again before turning the camera of your smartphone to show her the cat, still installed on the carpet of your bedroom.

"A cat? Where the hell does he come from?" said Leah in a skeptical tone.

"I don’t know. I asked him and he didn’t answer me"

"Haha. Very funny."

You turn the camera in your direction to continue your conversation with Leah, wondering mentally if the store open 24/24 of your neighborhood has any animal food in stock.

"See? I’m fine. You can go back to your Mom and kick more ass"

********

You posted posters with the cat’s photo all over your neighborhood, without anyone contacting you to retrieve the cat. After a visit to the vet, you learn that he’s actually a female and that she’s probably not even a year old. You called him Rasmus first, so you changed her name to Raven. And you bought her a kibble dispenser, a water bowl, a litter box, some toys and a sweet confortable basket that she ignores superbly to sleep on the sofa in the living room or on the bed in the guest room.

Leah was distant in the first place towards Raven, officially because it was because of her that she believed for a few minutes that she would find you slit in the middle of your bedroom. And it’s also true that Leah grew up with dogs rather than cats. She talks about herself as a dog person.

But you caught her recently sitting on your couch scratching Raven behind her ears while watching television. You took care to immortalize the scene with your phone before going to tease her.

Raven is therefore officially a resident of your apartment and this is only a problem when you have a match elsewhere than in London. Leah’s cousin has kindly offered to come and look after Raven in your absence.

The match you are preparing for today however is at home and is a bit special for you since you are playing against Manchester City. Your old club. But it’s especially the idea of seeing your former teammates that fills you with joy, it has been far too long since you could see Leila or Laia.

They arrived a few hours before the match with their bus, so you didn’t have the opportunité to see them before going to the stadium. But it’s without masking your big smile that you find them on the field while they are in full warm-up, arriving with Arsenal’s players.

"I’ll be back!" you scream to your teammates before joining your opponents of the day.

Laia Aleixandri is the first to see you arrive and it’s her who squeezes you against her first. You give her back her hug for a few seconds, before pushing her away with a playful smile when she starts to ruffle your hair.

"It’s good to see you again!" she says happily.

You don’t have time to tell her that you feel the same before you hear Leila call your name. You don’t have time to react either before you find yourself trapped in her embrace and that she make you spin in the air.

"I forgot how extravagant you are" you joke, making them laugh.

You greet your other former teammates with a smile when Leila releases you and exchanges a few words with them. You kept in touch via messages with some, but not everyone. That said, you are sincerely pleased to see them again. You’ve been playing with them for several years, even if you’re no longer part of the same club as them.

"Don’t" you smile to Leila by pushing her hand away when she try to pinch your cheek, at the same time that you hear your name being called.

You turn around to see that it’s Katie who beckons you to join them, training apparently about to begin. With an excuse smile, you say goodbye for the moment to the others before running to your teammates.

"Are you making a deal with the enemy now?" teases Katie while putting an arm around your shoulders to train you towards the others.

"Don’t be so dramatic" you joke in return before going to position yourself naturally near Alessia and Leah.

You notice as soon as your look at her that Leah has her jaw contracted, but when you address a questioning look to her, she just shake her head and look away. Alessia shrug her shoulders when you look at her. But you don’t have time to investigate any longer, Jonas coming to give you the start for the usual pre-game exercises.

Jonas always arranges to give you a time off between the start of the match and his pre-game speech, so you join Leah at her cubby. Unusually quiet, she has her headphones in her ears and her gaze fixed on an imaginary spot on the floor. Sitting next to her, you gently lean on her to get her attention.

If her eyes turn to you, she doesn’t take off her headphones.

"Are you okay?" You ask her with curiosity, in a voice low enough not to be heard by others. "Leah?" you add when she doesn’t answer you.

You wonder for a few seconds if she hears you, but Leah finally nods.

"Sure?"

"Can we talk about this later?"

"Of course"

The smile she gives you looks more like a grimace and is far from reassuring you. But you’d rather not insist, deciding to listen to music too. Leaning against the wall, you watch Leah from the corner of your eye and smile softly when you feel her looking for your hand to interlace your fingers.

You gently squeeze her hand in yours and the smile that she addresses you is more sincere than earlier. You lean to kiss her shoulder, both of you deciding against PDA at work.

The game is pretty tight and you play the 90 minutes that the game lasts. Finding yourself marked by Laia amuses you a lot, even if she has the advantage of knowing your qualities and your defects, you manage several times to pass her to put their guardian in danger. The final result was 3-2, with Caitlin and Alessia scoring the first two goals.

It’s only in the 86th minute that you find your way to the net, allowing your team to win.

"That’s my girl!" Leah happily exclaims, pinching both your cheeks before kissing it, making you laugh.

A few minutes later the end of the match is whistled, allowing Arsenal to win three important points in the battle at the top of the ranking. As at the end of each match, you follow your teammates around the stadium, thanking the spectators for coming.

Scoring the winning goal against your old club is a strange feeling, but you are relieved to see that the different members of the team and even the staff don’t seem to hold you against it when you come to greet them. While you are in the middle of a discussion with your former coach, you feel two arms grabbing you by the waist and it doesn’t take you long to understand that it’s Leila.

"I have the same feeling of a proud mother who has just seen her child do his first mistake" Leila jokes, making you smile. "You’re still progressing, I’m sure than in less than 2 years you will have your Ballon d’or. Maybe I’ll forget you for the goal that day"

You laugh, not answering anyway. Other players from City are joining you, from Arsenal too, as Laia Codina. She also knows Laia and Leila well, having played with them for the same national team. Leila doesn’t let go of you for a single second, but you pay no more attention than that. You know perfectly well the touchy nature of Leila and you know very well that there is nothing more behind.

"Stop" you warn her by clapping her hand when she tries again to pinch your cheek.

"Why? Is it reserved for Williamson now?" she asks with a mischievous smile

"Leah" you frowns, not really liking the way Leila refers to Leah.

"I saw her more cheerful after a win actually" Chloe said, with whom you also played last season.

Surprised by her remark, you turn to look for Leah. You find her in conversation with Lia and Beth, a visibly upset look on her face. You can see that Lia is talking to her while Beth seems to agree to what she is saying, but from where you are, it’s obviously impossible to understand what they are saying.

When you go back to the locker room, not without having promised to visit them in Manchester soon, you aren’t surprised to see that some of your teammates have already left. What you didn’t expect was to see no trace of your captain girlfriend in it.

"She already went home, she said she had something to do" Alessia informs you with a sorry smile.

"Oh."

You’re having a hard time hiding your disappointment. Since she started playing again, you’ve got into the habit of going home together. Either your home or her home. Sometimes parties are organized to celebrate your victories and you go there together. When it’s not the case, you sometimes invite Lia or Katie and Caitlin to join you with Alessia for a rather quiet evening. Or you’re just the two of you. Either way, you’re always together. But once again, you’re not really together so she didn’t have anything to say to you, right?

Since you have time, you decide to shower here, trying to digest the strange sensation in the pit of your stomach. Leah didn’t write to you before she left either, you took the time to check your phone before going in the shower.

Between her behavior before the game, the surge of affection she had during your goal and her hasty departure from today, you have trouble understanding what is happening. The locker room is almost empty when you come out from your long shower, in truth there is only Alessia left.

"You, you idiot. You wanted to go back home with the subway?" replies the blonde with amusement when you ask her what she’s waiting.

It’s true that you came with Leah by car, which adds to your misunderstanding. The blonde would never left you there without bringing you back if everything was okay.

"Did she tell you what she had to do?" you ask quietly Alessia later, while you’re in her car.

After glancing at you, Alessia responds negatively shaking her head. Taking your phone out of your pocket, you send a message to Leah to ask if she’ll join you tonight. You hate this feeling in the pit of your stomach and you focus on Alessia’s breathing to discreetly layer yours on hers.

It’s only when you arrive home that you receive the answer from Leah, informing you that she will join you later. You don’t know when, but at least you know she’s coming. You’re greatfull to Alessia who choose to stay with you for diner while you both watch TV.

It’s actually much later that Leah finally joined you, Alessia has already returned to her apartment after falling asleep two times in your lap. And it has been a long time since Raven rolled herself in ball in the armchair under the window to begin her night. Leah seems to have a hard time opening the door to your apartment and when you see her coming in you quickly understand why.

"Are you drunk?" you ask when you look at her, frowning.

"No" laughs Leah before getting rid of her shoes and her bag that she leaves at the entrance.

She is definitely drunk.

"Where were you?" you ask without getting off of the couch.

It’s not like her to go out alone for a drink and you wonder what happened. Apparently she left on her own after the game, at least that’s what Alessia told you and you trust her completely on the subject.

"Oh, we’re getting inquisitive now, aren’t we?"

Leah’s tone is light, but you only have to cross her eyes to understand that something is wrong. But you still don’t understand what and it annoys you, usually you get to understand her quickly.

"I don’t understand"

You follow Leah with your eyes when she drops on the couch next to you, sighing for a long time before pinching her nose.

"Leah, what’s going on?" You ask when you turn in her direction.

"I’m Leah again now? Better and better"

You’re starting to lose patience with her behavior, but you know it’s probably not the things to show her. You feel like you’re dealing with an annoying, sulky teenager. So you take a deep breath and let a few seconds pass to allow you to relax a little before resuming the speech.

"Can you answer my questions please? Where did you went at the end of the game?"

"Home"

You honestly didn’t expect that answer given her intoxication, but you decided to believe her. Leah never lied to you in her life.

"Why didn’t you wait for me?" you ask softly.

Your disappointment is probably a little childish, so you try to hide it from Leah. She already looks weird, no need to push her to the limit with this kind of behavior.

"Dunno. You seemed busy with your friends."

"I hadn’t seen them for a long time, but you could have waved at me or come to me. I would have go with you, I didn’t realize we’d been talking for this long."

"You didn’t present me to them, I didn’t want to interrupt anything"

"I would have if you came"

Leah snorts for any answer, merely crossing her arms on her chest and staring at the television screen in front of her. You gently put your hand on her knee, always trying to figure out what’s going on in her head.

"What did you want to talk to me about later in the locker room?"

"Nothing important."

"Leah" you sigh softly, starting to be annoyed by her behavior.

"Stop calling me that!"

You’re surprised when you hear the annoyed tone she uses, watching her get up nervously to go around the couch and search something in the fridge. She also seems to be angry and you are even more frustrated not to understand why. So you get up to follow her, determined to get information that will allows you to understand.

"So stop running away from the conversation and tell me what’s going on, gosh!"

The tone of your voice would allow anyone to understand your annoyance and when Leah comes out of the fridge with a bottle of water, you can read the anger on her face.

"What do you want me to tell you? That I can’t stand a fucking poor girl touching my girlfriend in front of everyone?"

Your face becomes perfectly smooth under the surprise and that’s probably what makes Leah realize that she literally just yelled at you. It’s her who talks first, apparently completely de-alcoholized in a split second.

"Babe, I’m sorry" she makes in a softer voice, gently taking your arm in her hand, scaring by your emotionless face.

Leah imagines that your sudden muteness is related to the way she spoke to you and she fears terribly that her behavior may have reminded you in some way all that you have lived with your ex-girlfriend. She has no idea that your mind is completely elsewhere.

"What did you just say?" you ask in a low voice, looking carefully at her.

"I know, I should never have talked to you like this, I’m sorry Honey…"

While continuing to talk, Leah gently takes your face in her hands, looking at your eyes.

"No. You said girlfriend."

"Yes?"

It’s Leah’s turn to be a little lost in your conversation. She sees you looking for something in her eyes that she doesn’t understand, but you fortunately quickly resume the conversation.

"Do you consider me as your girlfriend?"

"Y/N what the hell? Yes?"

"You never asked me officially" you point out at her

"I thought it made sense given the relationship we have. We sleep together, almost live at eachother’s and I told you I’m in love with you"

It’s true that seen like this… You find yourself a little silly and even blushing. You turn away your eyes to shake your head gently. But when you turn your attention to Leah, she looks at you with a slight smile.

"Do you want me to ask you officially?" she teases.

"Stop making fun of me" you mumble, sticking yourself against her to hide your face in the hollow of her neck.

Leah puts her arms around your waist to tighten you against her, but it doesn’t prevent her from speaking again.

"Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?"

You don’t answer, but you can’t help but smile against her skin. You hear her smile when she talks and she gently pinches your ribs when you don’t answer.

"I’m waiting for an answer" Leah sings mischievously.

"Yes" you just answer, taking your face off her to look at her.

"I’m sorry I yelled at you. I shouldn’t have let my frustration take over, I swear it won’t happen again."

You acquiesce gently, preferring not to point out to her that the broken promises were a large part of your relationship with Helena precisely. Instead, you’d rather answer her something else.

"I know the difference between that and the abusive behavior she had. Don’t worry" you smile tenderly.

Leah responds to your smile with an uncertain look and you lean over her to kiss her tenderly. You feel like you’re relaxing in your exchange and you feel like Leah is, too.

"Can I take you to bed then, Girlfriend?"

You laugh when you hear her talk but you accept willingly.

********

Leah’s jealousy is something that made you happy, a kind of mark of attention and affection you never expected. This has nothing to do with your ex’s need for unhealthy control and even though you tried to explain to Leah the differences you made between your argument and your past, The amount of attention and flowers you received after that was nevertheless very impressive.

Leah stopped bringing you flowers every day but it finally became a habit for her to bring some back every Tuesday night when she meets you after her family nights. Now that Raven understands that this is not a snack for her, you sincerely appreciate having flowers that decorate your apartment.

And you appreciate more to see that this dispute hasn’t changed anything between you, on the contrary. You now know that you can designate her as your girlfriend to your loved ones and the change was not missed by anyone.

"When are you gonna introduce her to us?" your mom asked you the last time you had them on the phone.

You never officially introduced one of your girlfriends to them, and for good reason. They only needed to see Helena once to understand her and Alina was never so motivated to go up to Norway during her holidays.

"I’ll talk to her" you just said.

You haven't yet talked about your summer vacation, whether you would spend it together or whether you would spend it alone. Usually you will spend some time in Norway before flying a little further south. Last year you only had little time given the World Cup, even if you got out quite quickly.

That was the subject you wanted to discuss with Leah tonight. You’re at her home for once, usually you tend to choose your apartment to be with Raven. But you decided to cook together and her kitchen is definitely bigger than yours and more convenient for that.

You chose something simple, after looking at Norwegian recipes to please you, Leah found that most were made with fish, which she hates. So you kindly offered her homemade pizzas, which she accepted.

You were doing the dishes when Leah gets a message on her phone as you pass by. It’s only mechanically that you look at the screen, your eyes attracted by the light it projects. And you feel your stomach writhing violently when you see who just wrote to her.

Jordan Nobbs.

The name and surname are entered in the contact, leaving no doubt about the person. Although you suddenly stop in your movements, Leah doesn’t notice anything, thrown into her conversation and happily spraying her kitchen with frothy water while doing the dishes.

"Are you okay?" asks Leah curiously, realizing that you haven’t answered her for two minutes.

Her gaze becomes anxious when she turns to you and you briefly wonder what face you are making.

"Are you still talking to Jordan?" you ask, frowning.

The question seems to surprise Leah, who looks at you while frowning in turn.

"From time to time, why?" she finally answers you.

"You told me she left you down. Why would you talk to her again?" you answered with a slightly accusing tone.

"She started writing to me again after the game against Aston Villa" Leah explains, resting her sponge and a pan next to the sink.

"You no longer follow each other on social networks but you write messages to each other? It doesn't make any sense"

You have a hard time understanding the logic behind it and, as you try not to get carried away by emotions that you can’t even figure out, at the same time try to keep a normal conversation tone.

"Why do you take it like that? We’re not doing anything wrong"

Frowning, Leah also seems to have trouble understanding what’s going on in your head and it’s probably even more frustrating. Sometimes you feel like she understands you better than you. But not tonight.

"I don’t know, how would you take it if you found out I was talking to my exes without telling you?"

"Jordan has nothing to do with your ex" sighs Leah skilfully dodging your question.

Do you feel frustration mingling with jealousy and a form of… betrayal? The term may be a bit strong. Your hands shake when you put down the laundry you used to wipe the dishes.

"Of course, the perfect little Jordan is surely coming back only for a friendship." you mumble, loud enough for Leah to hear.

"Don’t talk about her like that"

"Why are you defending her?" you almost shout while crossing your arms on your chest.

Instead of answering you, Leah rolls her eyes before sighing and turning her back on you. A gesture that means that she prefers not to answer to avoid continuing the dispute that is announced, but in your mind it means that she doesn’t want to answer because she suspects that you will not like her answer.

"You know what? Go talk to your dear sweet Jordan, I’m out of here."

"What?!"

That’s how you find yourself going home with a heavy heart. Leah tried to hold you back, obviously, but you managed to leave. Maybe yelling at her at her front door that she has to leaving you alone with a bad word or two helped. Certainly.

You have to take three times to park your car on your parking space because of your shaking hands and your incapacity to stay focused. When you enter your apartment, you are surprised to see Alessia sitting on your sofa, Raven on her knees.

"Leah called"

You growl for any answer and enter your bathroom to take a long hot shower, which you do every time you feel overwhelmed by your emotions. It’s impossible for you that Jordan come back just to have a friendly conversation with Leah and you’re sure she came back to talk to her only because she saw the connection you had with the blonde. You can’t believe Leah would betray you like that. And worse, not understanding why it bother you that way.

You realize when you get out of the shower that you left your phone in your car, but you decide that you will look for it tomorrow. The parking is secure and you don’t want to go out, anyway you doubt you need it tonight. Leah won’t write to you after you yelled at her the way you did. At least that’s what you say to yourself. In reality, you have some missed call and messages from her already.

It's lying on your bed that you find Alessia when returning to your room.

"What happened?" asks the blonde after you lie under the covers and turn your back to her.

"Leah probably told you, no?"

"No. She just asked me to let her know when you got home. She seemed worried."

You snorts for any answer and let go a few seconds before answering, turning to lay on your back. Alessia doesn’t seem to be in a hurry, leaving you time. She has gotten to know you over time too.

"She's talking to Jordan again" you end up mumbling.

"How do you know?" Alessia asks softly.

"I saw when she got a message earlier. She didn’t even tell me, I have to found out myself Less"

"You asked her why she didn’t tell you?"

Alessia, always good advice, calm and thoughtful. You sincerely admire her ability to see things and her sincere way of believing that everyone is kind. She’s too precious for this world.

"… No"

"Why?"

You shrug your shoulders for any answer. You were probably too busy feeling jealous and betrayed to show common sense. Alessia quickly seems to understand what happened and passes a hand in your hair.

"Sleep and you can talk about it together tomorrow, yeah?"

You answer silently once again, nodding. You doubt you can fall asleep without Leah wrapped around you to be completely honest.

"Do you want me to stay?" proposes Alessia and you mentally note to have her build a gold statue in your future house.

"Please"

********

Despite your doubts about your ability to fall asleep, you end up sinking, exhausted by all the emotions of the evening. Your sleep is far from restorative and relaxing that said, nightmares haunting you since you fall asleep.

Until you were startled awake, Alessia shaking you like a plum tree. The last images of your dream evaporate while your eyes focus on her face and the darkness of your bedroom.

"God are you okay?" stutters Alessia and you can see the fear on her face. "You were screaming, I was trying to wake you up but…"

Fast breathing, you look around, trying to chase away the sensations and images of your dream. You sit on your bed and press your palms over your eyes with enough force to make stars appear. Only then do you realize your cheeks are wet with tears.

"What can I do? What do you need?"

It was a nightmare like you haven’t had in a long time. Since the night you confided in Leah.

"Y/N? Please talk to me" Alessia kindly said.

"Leah... I want Leah" you whisper

You don’t know if Leah was sleeping when Alessia called her, but you’re already feeling a little relieved to learn she’s on her way. You didn’t really understand the words they exchanged, focused on your nightmare. After hanging up, Alessia offered you to freshen up, which turned out to be a good idea. When you return to your room, you see that she took out clean clothes that she put on your bed.

You move Raven who had settled on your fresh clothes before putting them on. The images of your dream quickly come back to mind and it’s shivering that you go back under your sheets. Alessia not knowing if you are comfortable enough for her to see you like this, she appears just to give you a hot tea she prepared for you before informing you that she will wait for Leah in the living room. But that you can call her if you need anything, of course.

You lose track of time, your mind shaken by your emotions and memories of your dream and your past like a small wooden boat in an ocean of waves.

When you feel the bed moving next to you, it only takes a few seconds to recognize Leah’s smell. Without a word, she slips under the sheets with you, passing her arms around your waist and sticking herself against your back.

"Leah?" You mutter though, your voice barely recognizable.

"I’m here" she whispers in a reassuring tone. "What happened?"

"Nightmare"

"You wanna talk about it?"

You shake your head negatively, rather focused on your attempts to stabilize your breathing and heart rate. You’re well helped by Leah’s presence, like every time. She’s like your dream catcher. Patiently waiting for you to calm down enough to speak, she gently caresses your arm with her fingertips, whispering comforting words to your ear.

Your breathing gets slower and slower and after a while Leah must think you’re asleep. She slowly detaches from you to avoid waking you, but jumps when you turn around suddenly and grabs her arm.

"Don’t leave" you beg her as she regains her inital position.

"I’m not leaving. I just wanted to take your cup back to the kitchen. It’s okay."

If it had been someone else, or even if it had been at another time in your life, you would probably have been uncomfortable feeling so dependent on someone. But it seems to you sometimes that the universe made you wait for the right time to meet Leah and get closer. Even if you struggled the first weeks and even if you have some topics to discuss soon, starting with Jordan.

But you don’t want to think about it right now. Leah passes her hands around your waist, squeezing you against her again except this time you’re face to face. It doesn’t bother you, you take advantage of your proximity to bury your face in the hollow of her neck. It has become your thing. Leah does it every morning when you wake up and you do it when you’re tired or when you need comfort.

"Were you sleeping?" you ask after a few seconds.

"No" simply answers Leah, playing with your hair.

"Why?"

"I couldn’t"

You feel her shrug slightly and you step back a little to put your face on your cushion and be able to look at her. She does look tired, but given the face you must have, you prefer not to comment.

"Why?" you ask instead.

"I hate when we fight"

You remain silent to this answer, not knowing what to say. Her eyes are always plunged into yours when you sigh gently before looking away.

"Me too" you end up answering

The reason for your argument tonight were chased by your bad dream, but the insecurities that you may have felt at that time quickly come back to your mind. You don’t know how to approach the subject with Leah and you secretly hope that her magical power to read your thoughts will start working again quickly.

"I’ve been thinking about what you told me" said Leah, her face still a few inches from yours.

"Which part of the discussion?"

You retain a grimace, remembering very well the not necessarily very nice words you said when you left her on the doormat of her house.

"When you asked me how I would react if I heard you were still in contact with Alina or the other psycho."

"The Other Psycho" became your ex-girlfriend’s official nickname when Leah talked about her.

"I don’t think I could handle it, to be honest. And not just because they shared your life at a time, but because they hurt you and they don’t deserve any attention."

You bite your lip, looking for the best words to try to share your point of view.

"Jordan made you suffer too"

By leaving and probably without being as present as Leah could be for her when it was Jordan who was injured. You’re kind of sorry you weren’t there for Leah from the start of her injury, but at least you were there for her big comeback.

"I know" said Leah gently "I didn’t wanted to hide from you that we talk from time to time, but after the match against Aston Villa we had all this shit up and really these are only messages from time to time. The last time she wrote to me before today was for Christmas."

You only have to look into her eyes to know that she is telling you the pure and simple truth.

"It’s just… it’s Jordan, you know? People loved you together and there’s a lot of people who keep hoping that you’ll be a couple again. And she was a part of your life for a long time"

"I’m not going to lie to you" Leah begins softly, sighing before rolling on her back. "Jordan is my first love and it won’t change, but things ended between us for a reason."

The silence settles for a few seconds, during which your gaze is lost on the wall in front of you. The ease of getting lost in your thoughts makes you jump when Leah turns to you again.

"Jordan was my first love, but if I can choose I would like you to be the last. I know th… Why are you crying?"

It’s stronger than you and to admit it all, you’re probably a sentimental mess right now. You manage to tell her that you don’t know between two sobs, which makes her laugh gently before drawing you against her. You obviously let yourself be, finding with pleasure the reassurance of her arms.

"You have nothing to worry about with Jordan or anyone else, I promise" Leah adds after a few seconds.

You nod, starting to talk again once your sobs have subsided.

"We’ve been fighting a lot the last few days, already the other time with Leila and today. I don’t understand what’s happening to us. It's scare me" you mumble.

"It happens and it’s even normal when we share so much time together. I mean I love being with you, but we’re almost every minute of the day together. We can’t never fight. It doesn’t mean we don’t love each other. We just need to keep communicating as well as possible."

She's right and you know it, you don't hesitate to tell her. You feel your body finally relaxing, for the first time since you saw Jordan’s name on her phone.

"Talking to your ex too?" Leah asks after a few moments.

"No"

"Great."

You smile softly and lift your head off her chest to look at her.

"I’m sorry I yelled at you" you say, slightly frowned.

"You’re forgiven" Leah replies before stealing a kiss "What you went through with Alina is not right either, you know. She shouldn’t have done that to you."

You shrug your shoulders, not really knowing what to say. But it's true that infidelity destroys much of the self-confidence and confidence you can have in others. The beginning of your relationship with Leah can prove it.

"I don’t want to talk about her anymore" you end up mumbling

"It suits me very well. Like that I maybe won’t want to break her two legs at the next game"

You laugh softly when Leah takes you back against her, crashing your lips against hers. The weight you felt on your chest flew away and you can finally breathe properly again. You even smile, pressing your face against her jaw after the kiss.

"Maybe I’ll ask Katie to do it" Leah jokes with a dreamy look.

"Stop" you answer while rolling your eyes.

"Speaking of our teammates, I think you really scared Less" Leah continues caressing your back.

You grimace this time, feeling guilty thinking about the look and face she had when you woke up.

"I’ll apologize tomorrow"

Leah answers you with a grunt before yawning. It’s been a long night for both of you, even though you’ve got a few more hours of sleep than Leah has. You notice that she's falling asleep when you put a kiss on her cheek.

"Thanks for asking me to come" Leah mumbles without opening her eyes.

"Thank you for coming"

Leah has a new smile and opens an eye to look at you when you put a new kiss on her jaw this time.

"Go to sleep Honey. I love you."

"I love you more" you answer.

"Nope, it's me"

"It's obviously me"

"Can't hear you, I'm sleeping."

"God, you're so annoying" you laugh, watching her faking a peaceful sleep.

You kiss her again, on her lips this time. And because she's asleep and you can, you let your eyes gently slide her face.

You admire each of her features. The way her lashes draw shadows on her relaxed face, her jaw perfectly drawn. If you could draw yourself a girlfriend, she would be perfectly similar to Leah.

"Stop staring you creep"

Even if you thought she was perfectly asleep, Leah grabs your pillow and crushes it on your face, triggering your laughters. It seems to annoy Raven who leaves the room not without throwing you a look of reproaches, certainly to go settle peacefully on "her" armchair.

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🌙 Books for Arab American Heritage Month 🌙

🌙 Good morning, bookish bats, and Eid Mubarak to those who are celebrating. Eid al-Fitr ("the feast of breaking the fast") marks the end of Ramadan, an Islamic holy month of fasting and sacrifice. April is also Arab American Heritage month, which celebrates the 3.7 million Arab Americans across the country. This is an opportunity to combat Anti-Arab bigotry by challenging stereotypes and prejudices.

✨ One of the best ways to do so is to read books ABOUT Arab Americans. To help, here are a few books for Arab American Heritage Month you can read, discuss, or add to your ever-growing TBR!

[ List under the cut. ]

✨ Growing up, I didn't have books that represented my experiences as an Arab or Muslim American. My friends didn't have stories to read that could help them understand my perspective. With that in mind, I added children's books on the last slide, for the moms out there searching for diverse books--books that allow us to empathize and understand different perspectives and experiences.

🌙 A Woman Is No Man - Etaf Rum ✨ The Other Americans - Laila Lamami 🌙 You Exist Too Much - Zaina Arafat ✨ Grape Leaves - Gregory Orfalea and Sharif Elmusa 🌙 The Wrong End of the Telescope - Rabih Alameddine ✨ The Beauty of Your Face - Sahar Mustafah 🌙 Martyr - Kaveh Akbar ✨ Between Two Moons - Aisha Abdel Gawad 🌙 Tasting the Sky - Ibtisam Barakat ✨ A Game for Swallows - Zeina Abirached 🌙 Love Is An Ex-Country - Randa Jarrar ✨ The Thirty Names of Night - Zeyn Joukhadar

🌙 I Was Their American Dream - Malaka Gharib ✨ A Country Called Amreeka - Alia Malek 🌙 A Theory of Birds - Zaina Alsous ✨ Against the Loveless World - Susan Abulhawa 🌙 Arab in America - Toufic El Rassi ✨ The Skin and Its Girl - Sarah Cypher 🌙 Sex and Lies - Leïla Slimani ✨ Loom - Thérèse Soukar Chehade 🌙 Birds of Paradise - Diana Abu-Jaber ✨ Come With Me - Noami Shihab Nye 🌙 Girls of Riyadh - Rajāʼ ʻAbd Allāh Ṣāniʻ ✨ How Does It Feel to Be a Problem? - Moustafa Bayoumi

🌙 Evil Eye - Etaf Rum ✨ The Girl Who Fell to Earth - Sophia Al-Maria 🌙 What Strange Paradise - Omar El Akaad ✨ Girls That Never Die - Safia Elhillo 🌙 Bahari - Dina Macki ✨ Life Without a Recipe - Diana Abu-Jaber 🌙 Egyptian Diary - Richard Platt ✨ Man O'War - Cory McCarthy 🌙 The Cave - Amani Ballour, MD ✨ The Map of Salt and Stars - Zeyn Joukhadar 🌙 They Called Me a Lioness - Ahed Tamimi and Dena Takruri ✨ Salt Houses - Hala Alyan

🌙 Arabiyya - Reem Assil ✨ Mornings in Jenin - Susan Abulhawa 🌙 Shubeik Lubeik - Deena Mohamed ✨ The Wrong End of the Telescope - Rabih Alameddine 🌙 Conditional Citizens - Laila Lamami ✨ An Unnecessary Woman - Rabih Alameddine 🌙 It Won't Always Be Like This - Malaka Gharib ✨ Proud - Ibtihaj Muhammad 🌙 The Land in Our Bones - Layla K Feghali ✨ Everything Comes Next - Naomi Shihab Nye 🌙 The Immortals of Tehran - Ali Araghi ✨ Starstruck - Sarafina El-Badry Nance

🌙 Our Women on the Ground - Various ✨ The Jasad Heir - Sara Hashem 🌙 Tell Me How You Really Feel - Aminah Mae Safi ✨ Surge - Etel Adnan 🌙 Here to Stay - Sara Farizan ✨ We Hunt the Flame - Hafsah Faisal 🌙 A Tempest of Tea - Hafsah Faizal ✨ The Bad Muslim Discount - Syed M. Masood 🌙 A Girl Like That - Tanaz Bhathena ✨ Not the Girls You're Looking For - Aminah Mae Safi 🌙 All-American Muslim Girl - Nadine Jolie Courtney ✨ The Moon That Turns You Back - Hala Alyan

🌙 Ms. Marvel - Destined - Saladin Ahmed ✨ Americanized: Rebel Without a Green Card - Sara Saedi 🌙 Internment - Samira Ahmed ✨ Stardust Thief - Chelsea Abdullah 🌙 Once Upon an Eid - Various ✨ Farah Rocks Fifth Grade - Susan Muaddi Darraj 🌙 Barakah Beats - Maleeha Siddiqui ✨ Amira's Picture Day - Reem Faruqi 🌙 The Tale of Princess Fatima, Warrior Woman ✨ Lailah's Lunchbox - Reem Faruqi 🌙 In My Mosque - M.O. Yuksel ✨ Halal Hot Dogs - Susannah Aziz

🌙 The Proudest Blue - Ibtihaj Muhammad ✨ Silverworld - Diana Abu-Jaber 🌙 Other Words for Home - Jasmine Warga ✨ Time to Pray - Maha Addasi 🌙 Under My Hijab - Hena Khan ✨ Wishing Upon the Same Stars - Jacquetta Nammar Feldman 🌙 Amina's Voice - Hena Khan ✨ Yasmin the Recycler - Saadia Faruqi 🌙 The Shape of Thunder - Jasmine Warga ✨ Deep in the Sahara - Kelly Cunnane, Hoda Hadadi 🌙 The Turtle of Michigan - Naomi Shihab Nye ✨ Shad Hadid and the Alchemists of Alexandria - George Jreije

[superherotiger]

House of Dadneto 2024 Masterlist! ✨

Hello and welcome to my masterlist for the @house-of-dadneto 2024 with links to all my fics, edits, art and animatics that were released during the event!

Hope you enjoy, and have a great day!

~~~

✨Fics✨

Rest now, my child (the day is over)

Erik helps Peter through the aftermath of a failed mission. Prompts: Embrace + Protective

One Son's Worth

Peter becomes the target of an assassin from the future, and the only way he'll survive the week is with the help of his team, a couple of time travellers, and his father. Only problem is, Peter still hasn't told Erik the truth… Prompt: Sentinels

Your Love Is My Gravity

For all that he loved about being an X-Man, Peter couldn’t help but crave the comfort of his mother’s hand brushing through his hair, or the adoring gleam in her eyes as she gazed upon her son. A touch that felt like safety. A smile that made it home. Without it, a part of Peter would always feel out of place in the new life he’d hoped to build for himself. That’s where Erik Lehnsherr came into the picture. ~~~ Or, Peter and Erik create a new family tradition. Prompt: Forehead Kiss

My Heart and Soul

“What was your name again?” Peter, the boy went to reply, only for “Pietro,” to come tumbling out instead without warning. It caught the speedster off guard so much so that he slipped into superspeed on accident, blinking rapidly as if it would somehow explain his slip up. Only his family called him Pietro, and even then, Wanda was the only one who still called him it on a regular basis. Why would he have told this stranger -this criminal no less- his real name? ~~~ Or, The one thing soulmates can't do is lie to each other, something Peter quickly learns on his unexpected trip to the Pentagon. Prompts: Alternate Universe + Reveal + Disillusionment + Argument

~~~

✨Animatics✨

Let the World Burn

Captured and deprived of his powers, Peter attempts to escape the clutches of sentinels and is saved by the one who would do anything to keep him safe. Prompt: Power Deprivation

"Have we met?"

No matter the timeline, father and son are always destined to meet. Prompt: First Meeting

Flowers

Watching his son leave after every visit can be difficult for Erik, but Peter knows the perfect way to keep his father occupied until they meet again. Prompt: Reunited

~~~

✨Art✨

Carrying

Peter: "I had that under control-" Erik: "You absolutely did not." Prompt: Carrying

~~~

✨Edits✨

I Think I Saw A Ghost

Dadneto Edit: Parallels

Thérèse

Dadneto Edit: Cross Media + Good Ending + Quotes

~~~

Total Prompts Completed: 16

Embrace

Protective

Parallels

Sentinels

Power Deprivation

Cross Media

Good Ending

Quotes

First Meeting

Forehead Kiss

Carrying

Alternate Universe

Reveal

Disillusionment

Argument

Reunited

[ethereal-maia]

intro post

Maia’s 100 Celebration!!!

Hi guys! I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’ve reached 100 followers! I’ve been on this site for maybe two years, and I’ve met so so many lovely people. Thank you all so much for following me and being some of the best people I know. I’ve decided to host a celebration in honor of this, and also bc I’ve always wanted to do one bc I think they’re rlly cool and a vv cute idea. Let the games begin!

Send me any of the following, and I’ll complete it the best I can!

❀ amelie - I’ll make you a moodboard based off of your blog/how I see you! (If you want specific colors please lmk ^^)

✿ wendy - I’ll make you a playlist!

❀ dorothea - I’ll give you a recommendation for a music artist/book/tv show/song! (Reverse dorothea is also allowed, this means you give me a recommendation and I’ll look into it!)

✿ sonya alone - Give me a song and I’ll rate it out of 10! (hi @lost-in-reveriie I hope it’s ok I took this one but I loved the idea)

❀ thérèse - I’ll draw you smth! Feel free to recommend what it should be, if you don’t I’ll just answer with a silly doodle from my sketchbook :D

You can send me as many as you like! Thank you all so much and have fun! Thank you again to @lost-in-reveriie for letting me borrow the format for this post!! The event is open for asks until January is over xx

tagging some mutuals:

@lost-in-reveriie @thepatriarchykeychain @bookns @jewelledmoths @crowleybrekkers @rissipluto @swiftie-as-a-coursing-river @gotosleepsydney @recklessandyoung @iselenepani @sugarfoodie @lighttupthiswholetown @imperpetuallylost @imobsessedwiththeatre @loveisaseriousmentaldisease @tellme-o-muse @theladyinwhite13 @svnflowermoon @pealeii @ace-of-geeks @waitingforthesunrise @hamliza-trash @bbredit @lighttupthiswholetown @mooregan07 @musicals-and-mushrooms @mesmerizedmadeline + anyone I am forgetting!! 💛💥✨

[house-of-dadneto]

We've reached the halfway mark of the House of Dadneto 2024! ✨

It's hard to believe how fast this month has been going, but it's been another amazing week of Dadneto creations and we are so excited to highlight them for you today! Thanks again to everyone who has been participating in the event, and we hope to see more of your awesome works in the future!

In the second week, the House of Dadneto had 10 unique works posted for the event!!

Like last week, we have created a list below with links to all the fics, edits and animations that were posted in this past week! Be sure to give these creators some love as they've all done an amazing job bringing these prompts to life, and we look forward to see what will come out next time!

✨ Before we jump into the list however, just a quick reminder that the House of Dadneto has an official AO3 Collection you can add to if you are posting on AO3! Check out this post for more details on how! ✨

Second Week of the House of Dadneto!

Homecoming by @theaterpug-writes

Erik greets Peter after a long mission.

First Meeting by @dick-helmet-magneto

Fifteen years in and Peter had decided he wanted to meet the man, the other half that created him. And so, for the next year his mom had been working, helping him find Magneto and arrange a day to meet him. Now that the day had come around, Peter was having second thoughts.

Let the World Burn by @superherotiger

Dadneto Animatic: Power Deprivation

Scars Tell A Story by @dick-helmet-magneto

The house fire that had taken her mother, his wife, from them had left Anya with burn scars on her body, over her legs, across her arm, reaching up on her neck, and onto her cheek. He knew then that it was something they’d be talking about when she got older. Not that he was thinking about that at the moment, the panic as he wanted to find her and Magda, make sure they were both alive and okay. --- The day comes when Anya is insecure about her scars. Erik reassures her and shows her his own and Charles does the same.

Luck Runs Out by @sunsetuniverse

Dadneto Edit: Cross Media + Brotherhood

Thérèse by @superherotiger

Dadneto Edit: Cross Media + Good Ending + Quotes

"Have we met?" by @superherotiger

Dadneto Animatic: First Meeting

Designated Father by @callie-caje

Erik had been called many things in his life, from Monster to X-Men to Husband. His favorite title of all had to be Father.

Your Love Is My Gravity by @superherotiger

For all that he loved about being an X-Man, Peter couldn’t help but crave the comfort of his mother’s hand brushing through his hair, or the adoring gleam in her eyes as she gazed upon her son. A touch that felt like safety. A smile that made it home. Without it, a part of Peter would always feel out of place in the new life he’d hoped to build for himself. That’s where Erik Lehnsherr came into the picture. ~~~ Or, Peter and Erik create a new family tradition.

Adding a Third by @dick-helmet-magneto

“I think my girlfriend broke up with me,” Pietro whispered, not meeting Erik’s eyes. “Do you want to talk to me about what happened?” “I don’t know,” Pietro said, “I mean yes, I want to talk about it but I don’t know what happened. She’s been acting strange lately and then today I asked her if everything was alright and she got mad at me. She started yelling and then she said something about a third so, you know, I think there’s another guy and she likes him more. I don’t know. After she kept going, I couldn’t take it anymore and I just ran. This isn’t like Crystal at all.” Erik nodded, “Mein Sohn, what did she say about a third?”

If there are any details missing or mistakes in this list please let us know and we will amend it as soon as possible!

Thanks again to everyone who has participated so far! We've loved seeing your creations and we hope to see many more as June continues! ✨

Announcement// Prompts // Event Info

[morbidwlws]

omg new tag game yippee 🧡✨

tysm for the tag @mundaneone !!

tagging: @jellybracelet @honkycat03 @fre3zerbride @count210bullshit @constant-fagging @celebrityskin

eta: HELP i left the title blank but i guess tumblr didn’t like that? 💀

[charletsart]

🎶It’s tactless, it’s a test It’s just Thérèse, it’s just Thérèse🎶

drawn maya hawke recently!!! in love with her moss album!!🧡✨

[junejunejunebugbugbug]

THIS ACCOUNT IS ON TEMPORARY HIATUS AS OF OCTOBER 29, 2024.

permanent hiatus as of November 7, 2024.

☃️ Introduction~ ! 🌸

Full name ~ Dorothy Malaya Agbayani

Nickname ~ Dottie

pronouns ~ she/they

details ~

• local hard of hearing trainer

• based in circhester, galar

• no occupation as of writing this; sometimes sells baked goods.

• speaks galarienne/galarian sign language.

my pokemon;

-Vainglory the Mr. Mime

-Bernadette the Ponyta

-Minuette Thérèse (Minnie) the Eevee

-QWERTY the Rotom (all-caps unnecessary, but preferred.)

June's Intro!! 🎉🎈

Hello! My Names June, I Use Any/All Prns 🌈☀️ I Am 14!! Feel Free To Chat. 😁(don't be weird.)

Oh! And My Pokemon:

• Todd The Fennekin (Hearing Service Pokemon) (Non-battler) (Todd is a girl)

• Kassidy The Shiny Eevee (Battler)

• Crumb The Morpeko 🥔 (Battler)

• Static the Rotom :) (Non-battler, helps me with text-to-speech.)⚡️🦄

• Rex the Scorbunny (starter), (battler)

I Bake As A Hobby! 🥐 🌈 I Want To, One Day, Be A Professional Baker. ✨ I'm Only Practicing Current-Day, But I Want To Make The Best Bread Or Pie Or Just-- Any And Every Baked Good Ever! 🥖

I Enjoy Battling!! Especially When I Can Cook My Pokemon A DELICIOUS Feast After! You Should Come & Visit Me In Galar Sometime!! ٩( ᐛ )و 🍪🧁

ooc + tags under the cut!

(ooc; a little bit about me: hi, my names Mercy. im the only mun/admin of this blog. pronouns she/he/they. im hard of hearing and a minor. dont be weird, a bully, a bigot, or a carpet shark.) (not a euphemism.)

Tags

☀️ ~ #junesrambles - June posting. usually orange text with many emojis (I try not to text a long string for screenreaders -- tell me if i should lessen the emojis.)

🎀 ~ #dottiesthoughts - Dottie posting. expect text in the 'chat' font, and probably.. formal-esque text? i'm unsure how to phrase it. trans-atlantic sort of accent?

🧀 ~ #twinshenanigans - gacha club or whatever medium i can use to make different outfits for them. possibly picrew.

👁️ ~ #mercyseyedrops - ooc posting. i am inconsistent with my eyedrops and have to keep myself accountable through this. this is mainly where i say "i did my eyedrops. :)" or "i forgot to do my eyedrops/i couldn't do my eyedrops/i can't do my eyedrops. :(" . tag started october 14, 2024.

📝 ~ #mercysdrafts - my drafts! this is mainly posting my drafts.

📺 ~ #scheduled - scheduled roleplaying! i call it episodes so it's like a series. it doesn't really have a plot or a lesson (usually), as i type this. just silliness and me practicing writing. usually posted on sundays, at 00:00. if it's not there, i forgot to type it up or lost motivation.

[boabel]

🎯✨❤️

tysm! (mel clarified she meant for thea)

🎯 - what do they do best?

thea is incredibly talented with climbing, she's done it since she was very young. it isn't the thing she likes to do most, though.

✨️ - how did you come up with the oc's name?

this is a funny (and incredibly long) story actually, thea has had four different names in the past. i originally called her artemis vine, being both a reference to greek mythology and grapevine symbolism (seeming dead in the winter and later coming back to life). i changed her name because i wanted it to be more district related, and i already associated artemis (the goddess) with katniss. her name then became acacia, which symbolises something similar to grapevine, then anthea because i didn't like the way the name sounded, then shortened to just "thea". i later elongated her name to be thérèse (with thea as a prominent nickname) because that links to the district (it means "farmer"). i chose the surname vaughn because it sounded similar to vine, no idea why i scrapped vine but we move on 😭.

note: her name was also ivy at one point, until i realised the name fitted better with her cousin who is now ivy zelta. wow that was alot.

❤️ - what is one of your oc's best memories?

scavenging and identifying different plants with ivy when she was really young. ivy had a specific book that she wanted to fill out with all the species of plant she could find. thea still fills it out long after her games.

thank u for the ask mel!!!

[script-supervisor]

French pépite ✨

"La Script-Girl", Marie-Thérèse Cleris, 1956.

[keepthyfaithandthylight]

I haven’t made anything for the frev piercing au™️ in a while, and I wanted to hammer in the fact that Thérèse is in it (once again) so here’s this.

She does not have many piercings, just a classy three in each ear. Sometimes she braids the two front portions of her hair, you know, for an added bit of ✨spice✨.

Poor Saint Just dropped all of his books the moment she walked into the hall to her locker and ✨graced everyone with her presence✨. (He tries to talk to her and either ends up falling or slamming his face into a locker door as it opens and she is amused but concerned for his wellbeing) (“I admire your gusto :)” “I’d admire your face but unfortunately I got to admire the locker door more closely instead…”)

(They get matching tattoos later on-)

Yes, I know, the age proportions for everyone are weird. BUT, I know that Thérèse was ~one year older than Saint Just, and in the frev piercings au he is a freshman when Robespierre is a senior so it all works out to having Thérèse be in 10th grade.

(I have been working on this for 2-3 hours. My spine hurts.)

[samanthaxjesus]

Journal Entry #1 – Renewing My Prayer Life & Spirituality

It is currently October 20th, 2024. Whilst I love God with all of my heart, I have, sadly, never had much of a prayer life. Even though I am currently the most devout I have ever been, I have always struggled with deeply praying and having a routine that allows me to connect with God. Instead, I have been connecting to Him through music, intellectual study, theology, and doing spiritual readings... but now, I am at a point where I know I need more prayer. Because I am yearning for this change in my life, I am starting this novena tonight, which is to Saint Thérèse of Lisieux. She is my Patron Saint, and I am so excited to grow closer to the Lord through her little love. 🌹✨

In addition to starting this novena to Thérèse tonight, I am also going to start praying the Liturgy of the Hours in the morning and at night from the Divine Office. I will do afternoons when I have the time. As of today, I can not afford a set of prayer books for the Liturgy of Hours... but I think that using this wonderful site for now will certainly suffice for me. And it has the option to listen to the prayers, which I think is beautiful. 🥰 I look forward to seeing how this will further renew my prayer life and draw me even nearer to God's Holy Love. ✞

[samanthaxjesus]

Thhis is beautiful. I have so much going on in my life... but I'm excited to potentially start a new prayer life and prayer routine. Maybe a daily Rosary along with Novena to my Patron Saint, Thérèse of Lisieux. ♥️✨☾✞

Dear God, today I proclaim that my weaknesses are just open doors for Your strength to burst through. Awaken those hidden talents in me that will magnify Your Name and lift me to new heights. Reveal the allies You've scattered along my journey, those who are right there, waiting to be seen. As I step out in faith and follow Your lead, let Your favor wrap around me like a protective shield. May my life be a living testament to Your power, turning the everyday into something spectacular. Amen. 🙏

[pastelpaillette]

Suite de mes lectures : j’ai terminé le tome 4 de la série Blackwater, j’ai beaucoup aimé ✨, et le tome 2 de la série Agatha Raisin que je voulais découvrir. C’était une lecture plaisante, Agatha est un personnage attachant, je continuerai la série à mes heures perdues.

L’autre fois, mon copain m’a emmené dans une librairie et m’a dit de choisir ce que je voulais. J’étais là 🤯😀🏃🏻‍♀️

Finalement, j’ai pris un livre sur l’Islande car je rêve d’y aller un jour et un cosy mystery qui a lieu en Écosse car j’aimerais y retourner un jour !

Et Thérèse Desqueyroux dans une boîte à livres. Après ces mois de lecture ayant pour thème l’automne - feel good - cosy mystery, je vais revenir à quelques classiques et livres primés…