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moonmoon-ren · 10 months ago

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Sequoia and Dawn - Growing up as brothers

Keywords: FFXIV OC lore, brothers, abuse by father, protection, care, living in a Viera tribe, friendship matters

While both Dawn and Sequoia are separate characters, they both share a part of their lore till the Garlean invasion of Dalmasca and by extend the Skatay Range. At that point their stories and lore split up into separate stories.

Character chart: Dawn

Tribe: Greenleaf Tribe (ex!), Treehouse Club

Colorscheme: white, pastels, and greys. Soft earthy tones

Older brother of Sequoia

Quiet and very reserved character, very shy nature and will not actively approach anyone out of his own.

Trained as Woodwarder, weapon speciality: sword and shield

Defensive protector

Will go beyond his own limits to protect his brother Sequoia safe

Exiled after family incident

He was and is very confused about love

Character chart: Sequoia

Tribe: Greenleaf Tribe, Treehouse Club

Colorscheme: Gold and yellows, sometimes green

Younger brother of Dawn

Reserved but more open to others then his brother Dawn. Especially other Viera males who somehow got separated from the tribe or don't really feel like belonging

Trained as Woodwarder, lancer

Offensive protector

Will protect his loved ones no matter what

Left the tribe and Skatay Range after Garlean invasion

Always had a crush on his best friend Ren, but never told him that untill he found him again in Eorzea. In relationship with Ren now.

Dawn and Sequoia were both born into the Greenleaf tribe. Dawn being the eldest brother and Sequoia the youngest.

Their father, Vanirr Greenleaf, who has been the chief of the Greenleaf tribe for many years before their birth, set out on a travel to meet other chiefs of the surrounding tribes. On one of those meetings Vanirr met the beautiful Nimwé. A female Viera of the Lake Warders. It was love at first sight. Her tribe agreed to letting her leave the tribe and move with Vanirr back to the Greenleaf tribe. In the years to follow they had a wonderful relationship. Vanirr proved himself to be a very succesfull chief and husband. After a year their first son, Dawn was born. Dawn was everything his father could ask for, and he felt his legacy was secured. Sadly Vanirr had not the luck to see his eldest son grow up as there were small conflicts between a few tribes. He was needed at the borders of their territory. Those conflicts were of minor importance and after two years Vanirr returned home. He changed a little, the fact that he had to wage war against his own people was troubling him. He sought comfort in alcoholic beverages, dissappointing Nimwé. She barely recognised her husband anymore and cursed the day he decided to intervene in the tribal conflicts. Yet there was still love between them. On one of his more sober days she announced to him that she was pregant again.

Vanirr was very happy, and hoping for another strong son, like Dawn. Fate was cruel, their second son was born, but Nimwé died shortly after giving birth to Sequoia. Vanirr was furious and wanted to kill the baby, blaming the little Sequoia for the death of his mother. It was one of the tribe healers, Lily (Ren's mother) who intervened, preventing Vanirr from doing something as stupid as killing his own son. The tribe said goodbye to Nimwé. Dark days for the tribe were ahead. Vanirr sought more and more refuge in drinking, and living a derailed life.

Sequoia proved himself to be a quite resilient Viera. Often found comfort in the company of his brother Dawn who stood up many time for his little brother. Both boys enjoyed the "respect" from other boys in the tribe by being the sons of the chief. Sequoia himself turned out to be quite a caring Viera and developped a rare quality of sensing lonely vieras in the tribe. This is how he met his friends: Koori, Kaen. Twin brothers and orphans. They often hung around the village causing some amok or just being "them". At first they found it funny to tease and pester Sequoia a little bit, but when they found themselves in a really dire situation, it was Sequoia who jumped in their defense. Since that day they have been unseparatedly friends.

Shortly after, Sequoia met Ren. A young viera who was often bullied because of his "strange name". Ren was not a "pure viera". Despite looking as Viera as a Viera can look. Ren was the son of Lily and Naoko Kimura. Naoko was a Hingan merchant, and a viera of an old family that once left the Range and explored the world.

If there was one thing that Sequoia hated, then it was bullies. He had his reasons for that. Ren was first reluctant, having trust issues with people and thinking Sequoia had maybe other motives. It took a while before Ren got along with Sequoia. But more and more they hung out, Ren got introduced to Koori and Kaen, and also Sequoia's brother Dawn. This was the beginning of a very special friendship. More and more, the two boys enjoyed the company of each other and they develloped a very close friendship, a friendship that even turned into love unbeknownst to each other.

Behind the closed doors of their home Sequoia's life was anything but happy. Hated by his father Sequoia was often the victim of his father's aggresive behavior and more then once he got beaten or abused. Vanirr often was drunk and did not even saw or listened to reason. In this matter Sequoia stood often alone because for long time Dawn was not there, because of his training as Woodwarder. The Council of Elders were all friends of Vanirr and they did not listen to the young Sequoia. Sequoia often had to endure the abuse by his father. He sometimes shared the burdens of that with his close friends but often kept it just quiet and made up excuses for injuries.

Ren, Koori and Kaen wanted to do something about it, but being seen as outcasts in the tribe they could not reach out to the Elders. Koori and Kaen were orphans and had "weird colored fur" and Ren was the "stranger". Not many Vieras in the Greenleaf tribe were fond of helping them. Ren's mother Lily, was the village healer and often helped Sequoia with his bruises and injuries. One day however Sequoia was not seen for a few days. Thats when Ren, and KK decided to reach out to Dawn at the Training Grounds and inform Dawn of what was going on. Dawn rushed home and found Sequoia on the floor, bleeding and beat up.

Dawn who was otherwise a calm and very composed Viera lashed out at their father with the intention of killing the drunk Chief. Sequoia intervened because he understood the consequences. Dawn would not only be accused of patricide, but also of murdering the chief. Even if it would have been justified. He managed to calm his older brother. But Vanirr was enraged and shocked by Dawn's reaction.

Not wanting to lash out to Dawn, because Dawn was his favorite son, he just yelled that this day, this decision to attack his father was his biggest mistake. Normally the Tribal Law dictates that any attempt on the chief's life is punishable by death. Vanirr however had lack of certain traditions and kept this quiet. Instead he banished Dawn from the Greenleaf tribe. Dawn had a hard time accepting this fate. Because it would mean having to leave his brother behind.

He made a promise and threat to his father however. If Vanirr were to ever touch or lay a finger on Sequoia again, he would return and kill him. Vanirr laughed it away. Sequoia felt lost. Dawn took Sequoia outside to a quiet place and promised that he would do everything he could to keep his little brother safe.

During his training as Woodwarder, Dawn had met a few curious male Vieras who went by the name of Akane and Ash. Akane was a mage and oversaw the training parcours with some illusions to confuse the trainees, training their perception and intelligence. Ash was the battle master and trained the boys in the martial arts. Dawn became good friends with Ash. Dawn reached out to Ash this time to tell him of what Vanirr decided. Ash promised to Dawn to keep an eye over Sequoia and his friends. Ash and Akane, being exiled from their own tribe themselves moved in with the Greenleaf tribe and found their way to Sequoia, Ren Koori and Kaen. Akane and Ash also were couple, and were a few years older. They came up with the idea of founding a "secret gathering". They found a nice spot in the woods, secluded and built a treehouse there. For Ash and Akane it was a home, but also a refuge for Sequoia and his friends, and a place were Dawn could visit his little brother.

Thus the Treehouse Club was founded. In the years that followed Sequoia somehow found himself in better situation and his father did not seem to care about his whereabouts. Sequoia and Ren's friendship further developped more. And the Threehouse Club even expanded a little bit with two more members over time. Faunus a very shy and younger Viera who often spent time on his own in the woods or with the healers taking care of the plants and flowers. And Dorian, a wandering Rava Viera who had to leave the Golmoran Jungle in search for a new home because a forest fire destroyed his home. Dorian wandered a little bit in a wrong direction and found himself in the Range. Yet all found friendship and acceptance within this mini tribe called the "Threehouse Tribe".

Then misfortune struck again. His best friend Ren, had some ill news. Ren's father Naoko had to undertake a long travel to Hingashi. He had some trade business there and also wanted Ren to meet his grandfather. It was bad news, it struck hard. Especially since Vanirr also made it clear that he expected Sequoia to find a partner to marry after he completed his Woodwarder training (which was soon about to start as well).

But, Sequoia understood the situation, be it with a little bit of heartache. It was an important journey for Ren. The Kimura family as Ren had told him had some influence at the Bakufu (similar to the Japanese Shogunate) in Kugane due to being skilled samurais or merchants. The two boys said their goodbyes and reminded each other that they will see one another very soon again. And when they do they would have more stories to share.

Little did they know that, this day was a day that they both learn that life doesnt always go the way they think it goes, and for both boys tragedy awaited, lurking in the shadows.

(What happened to Ren is for another story)

Sequoia shortly after Ren's departure started his training as Wood Warder, under personal supervision of Ash who became his training buddy. The training was hard and cruel, mainly because Vanirr found it occasionaly fun to meddle in the course and make it exceptionally difficult for Sequoia, all in a drunk whim.

Sequoia however was even more resilient then he ever was, and grow as a Viera. Displaying quite impressive physical strength and intelligence. He finished his trained with brio and got accepted in the company of the other Wood Warders.

At that time his father was more often distracted with outside rumors. There was mentions and rumors of a threat. The Garlean Empire had invaded Dalmasca and progressed far through the land, coming close to the borders of the Range. Vanirr was suddenly concerned. The Greenleaf tribe lived close to the borders in the north, close to Dalmasca. What shortly followed was a catastrophe.

The war indeed reached the forests of the Skatay Range and many tribes found themselves in sudden need of taking up arms and uniting in defending the homeland. Even the Greenleaf tribe.

Dawn rushed as fast as he could back to his former tribe and searched for Sequoia, but it was already late. The fires of war had reached their territory. It was chaos.

Vanirr tried to lead the tribe into battle but because of his constant drunk nature one can take "tried" very literal. He abandoned his tribe and fled. It was Dawn and Sequoia who both took up the arms and tried to get as much as possible Vieras into safety trying to fend of the Garleans so that women and children could flee.

When they saw that they were on the losing hand and no match for the magitek weapons of the Garleans Dawn and Sequoia had to take a hard decision. Die or survive. Both brothers chose the latter. And made it their top priority to find , Ren's remaining family (Lily and Ren's sisters Natsumi and Yumi) and their friends (Treehouse club). This was no easy task. In between the fires, the bullets, the bombings, the war machina, they searched, and searched, and searched.

Dawn found Ren's family, alive and well. Sequoia found the other boys.

But their home was destroyed, the forest was crying, the flames raging. What mattered now was survival. But they all suddenly realised that with one fateful event a life can be over, just like that. And not one of them ever did anything in their lives that they actually dreamed of doing. All they had known was duty.

Dorian who knew a bit of the world proposed to take his lover Faunus with him to Thavnair, where they wanted to study alchemy and the art of dancing.

Akane expressed that he always wanted to see Hingashi. Ash only nodded and agreed to following his husband.

Koori and Kaen were a bit lost, being young still they had seen horrors, but they also fought very fiercely in the defense of their homes. they somehow worked best as duo and were exceptionally skilled with blades. Yet there they stood, defeated and looking at how the fire consumed the forest.

It was in that moment that they looked to Sequoia and reminded him of Ren. You have a promise to keep, Sequoia. Why not leave this pile of firewood now and set out to seek Ren? They asked. Sequoia seemed to find courage in those words and looked at his brother.

Dawn looked back and smiled. Ren is your destiny, little brother. Its up to you now "chief". Sequoia was visibly blushing. He asked Dawn what he would do? Thats where Dawn told Sequoia he would say his goodbyes and take Ren's family to safety, the true duty of a Woodwarder is to protect. And that was what he would do.

One day they would all be reunited again. But not today, today it was time to set out and survive.

Sequoia left the Range with Koori and Kaen with the goal to find Ren.

Dawn left with Ren's mother and sisters to keep them safe and find a place to live in peace till they can be reunited once again.

"Till we meet again little brother"

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itsbeaker-bxtch · 2 years ago

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An apple a day...

Is Circe a good doctor ?

It’s no secret, at least for the player, that Circe is not a kind nor sweet medical worker who heal people just for the good of it.

Circe is not a good-natured person. She knows many ways to inflect pain, is involved in human experimentations, and she seems to enjoy it, as one of her psp secret says : Nothing excites her more than volunteering for crazy science experiments. Funny, since this secret is unlock if you are intimate with her in the game. So it seems to be common knowledge for her partners. Such a mean Sims can’t be a good doctor right ? Well there is stuff to explore.

First, why did she choose such a career path ? She clearly doesn’t care about one ´ s health or well-being. Quite the opposite. Well, I can see three reasons. Money, distinction and her hidden knowledge aspiration.

I. Money :

Circe is, first and foremost, a fortune Sims. As such she wants to be rich. The prima guide states that there is ideal career path for fortune sims : buisness, criminal and medical. Well, criminal is low-paying until you reach a certain level, and is quite dangerous. Chief of staff is not only a profit-making hight paying job, it’s also a social distinction.

II. Distinction

Chief of staff is not only a profit-making hight paying job, it’s also a social distinction. The description reads : You are one of the most respected physicians in SimCity. It’s about recognition and chosing a social and economic identity marker. Doctor are seen, in most culture, as a very succesfull career track. Also, one of her psp secret reavals she ´ s jalous of Loki ´s distinction, meaning she wants ones for herself. But there is an another reason as why she chose the medecine career track.

III. Knowledge.

This also mean shés ambitous and her goal is to reach the top of her career.

Don't let the inconvenience of the truth interfere with your career ambitions! Hone the skills to lie, cheat, and steal with the SensoTwitch Lie Finder. Its patented Brainwave Twitch Needle detects even the tiniest nervous mental tic. Fool the Lie Finder, and you can fool anyone!

That was the description of the infamous SensoTwitch Lie Finder. The "career" ambitions mentionned here are obviously directed to criminals. So why is it so usefull to Circe ? We can always remember that ts2 storylines and events act as a little tutorial and show you some game features. But I prefere to imagine stories behind it. It's too good to be a coincidence. I think the Beakers got or made the lie detector to help them in their career, especially Circe.Of course they are testing it on Nervous first, better be cautious. But then, is she going to practice lying ? It is suppose to convey that Circe could do anything for her glorious career ? Really Anything ? Or does she want to hide her human experimentations ? Both ? I think Circe really will do anything to advance her career, but doesn’t really need to since she is so talented. But, as she becames a more notorious SimsCity Citizen, her reponsabilities and fame can very well blow off everything and the Beakers secret experiments could be exposed. That’s why she is risking her career her. That the core of the Beakers story. Also, let’s not forget she clearly can sell medecine from home. Making profite and medical discoveries are more important than health. Money and Knowledge first.

A good doctor is not necessarly a nice or kind doctor. It’s a efficient one. Who cares about her intention if she ´s profesional enought. Not caring for her patient but her career is obviously Circe’s mindset. But if moving up the social ladder brings money, it also comes with responsabilites and recognition that could very well be dangerous for our dear Circe.

#circe beaker #loki beaker #curious subject #strangetown #sims theory #ts2

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bitemescftly · 1 year ago

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& @harleyandakutte // cont

Denial had never been anything that Jax was particularly good with, mostly when it came to things he wanted. Add alcohol into the mix, and the next to nonexistent inhibitions vanished entirely. Which led to this very moment. The vice president had motioned for Anna to head to a more secluded area. Thankfully, there was an alleyway nearby to duck down. As soon as they were out of sight of the others, he had grabbed a hold of her smaller frame, pinning her to the wall and all but devouring her with a starved kiss. It hadn't taken long for hands to fumble with his belt before finding her shoulders and forcing her to her knees. Hard already, his dick smacked her in the face as soon as his pants were lowered enough to free himself properly. The woman didn't disappoint either, eagerly wrapping her lips around him and bobbing her head. The sort of relief that was needed after a long day of running business and celebratory mood that overtook when business went well. That hot mouth was something out of a wet dream, and he was able to take advantage. Jax knew he was a lucky man. A deep, low groan escaped into the night air, though it certainly wouldn't be heard over the party happening. Hips thrust forward, forcing more of his length into her mouth, into her throat. The thought of her going back out there with his cum on her breath and on her face just pushed him that much closer to the edge.

With a glass of whiskey in hand the brunette laughed rather loudly at the joke that Opie and Chibs were telling her - way too crude and fucked up to be a conversation topic in any other setting. But this was the Club's party. This was family. The woman had tears in her eyes from how much she laughed that evening, the spirits high through the crowds as the day's business ended up being successfull. Anna had no clue what it really was about - no one except for the brothers did - but she could only hope and trust that they knew how to take care of each other. Of all of them. Anna hugged and kissed Jax's cheek when the man joined their little party, much to the teasings of the two other brothers to which Anna just playfully stuck out her tongue. They thought it was her childish crush on Jax and nothing more - that there was still only that layer of innocent friendship that connected her and Jackson. And she hoped it would stay that way. She didn't hesitate to follow the same path Jax disappeared to a few moments beforehand, finding herself on her knees in the dark alley. Anna looked up through the shadows, nothing the dangerusly starved expression on his handsome face. She didn't disappoint. The brunette pushed forward as far as she could without gagging too much, taking all of Jax's thick cock down her throat over and over again. A reward for a succesfull deal. A reward for coming home safe. Her hands placed against his thighs to keep her balance, fingernails digging into the flesh with each new deeper stroke yet not making a move to pull back. Not until her lungs screamed in pain. "Shit." Anna cursed as she leaned away to gasp for air, saliva dripping down her chin, eyes brimming with tears "That was so good, are you going to cum down my throat, baby?"

#harleyandakutte #;( LEMONS )#;( CONTINUED )#;( mobile )

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mycartoonmonster · 1 month ago

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Both are street smart. They have creative habilities and wilder imaginations than their siblings.

Both are artists. Stanley with the Shack's attractions and is smart enough not to bring monsters into the Shack and we have Lil Stanley that became succesfull in modern days.

Mabel can knit pretty fast and we can tell by the Mabel guide she has a way with editing stuff which can be quite hard for beginners and she speciallizes in Arts & Crafts as we saw her sculpt a wax Stan so reallistic, Stan for a second it was Ford-hence he was devastated for when it was killed.

Both also have more emotional intelligence; Stanley although he's hard on Dipper he doesn't treat him like his father did and tries to toughen him up for good reasons and makes sure both Mabel and Dipper feel welcomed in his Shack never once yelling at nor hitting them, gives them life advice, makes sure Mabel doesn't feel bad when things dont go well for her, constantly adressing her with nicknames like "Pumpkin" and "Sweetie" and we saw what he was able to do for her when he saved Waddles and is there for both of them when they need, to the point of sending them home when he couldn't take care of them as that could have been the best for them in Gideon Rises. Not to mention, he doesn't project onto others like Ford or Bill do and he actually can learn to move on whereas Ford's egocentric ass couldn't get over something that happened decades ago and despite being stingy he welcomed every single citizen and magical creature of Gravity Falls when the Weirdmageddon hit the town into the Mystery Shack letting them stay and share the food. Also its implied they had search parties to bring in anyone who might need help as we saw with Toby Determinated.

Not to mention he was kinda right, it felt unfair that after providing them shelter and food in the end of the world, they wanted to rescue their lives fighting against a demon who was essentially an unstoppable god for plan with an extremly little chance of success. Might I add Ford was who caused the end of the world by creating the portal in the first place and not trusting his family yet people were treating like a martyr and Stanley as the bad guy for just wanting to stay where it was safe for not only him but the townsfolk and his family when we all know Ford wouldn't help the entire town the same way Stan did it. (Which is worse with the confirmation that in every other timeline they didn't survive, both Dipper and Mabel get turned to stone or get snapped out of existance thanks to Bill, the townsfolk and magical creatures get eaten by Bill's henchmaniacs and the only one with the highest survival rate in those timelines was Ford given Bill's attachement to him so he has to live with the consequences of his actions until he hits 92 and even then Bill would probably find a way to make Ford live forever)

Also Stan wasn't aware of what Bill was doing to Ford. If he did, he would have run there and stop Bill.

And although is often overshadowed in fandom discussion for her selfishness, Mabel is more empathetic and emotionally mature than Dipper is:

-She tries to cheer Dipper up when he's down

-She doesn't wanna break Gideon's heart but at the time of breaking up with him she does it in a calm way so he understands even if Gideon was seconds ago from murdering Dipper (kudos to her for not freaking out sooner)

-She goes with the flow and enjoys the moment with Wendy's friends unlike Dipper who's worried to fit in with the group

-She gives Dipper the idea of him and Robbie hating eachother in silence

-Doesn't approve of cheating

-Realizes that Dipper is the one getting in his way to talk to Wendy

-Despite getting insulted by her, Mabel isnt outright rude to Pacifica like the latter is when they first met and has a proffesional attitude throughout the party even if they're rivals.

-Can see where she messes up and apologizes for it.

-She can tell Stan loves them both despite his treatment towards Dipper and still chooses to save Stan from Bill

-She refuses to give up even if things dont go well for them

-Decides to keep the bad memories in order to grow and learn

-Tries to be the bigger person as seen how she chose not to ruin Pacifica's world by telling her the truth about Nathatniel Northwest

-Although not in the most moral of ways, she tried to solve Robbie's problem but did not had him go out with Wendy again cause she knew those had no future together

-She knows Dipper and Ford's mission is more important and they can prepare their birthday later on

-In the finale once she was in a better state than what she was at the end of episode 17 and in the aftermath of leaving the bubble prison, even if it meant facing teenagehood alone, she was willing to let Dipper go if he wanted to stay in Gravity Falls with Ford

-She also doesn't hold grudges for so long as seen in her interactions with Pacifica. (Save for Bill but we all hate him and shes justified for it)

-Even in the TBOB you can argue she tries to be supportive of Bill in the sense of telling him he needs to move on from Ford as it's not healthy, even if she hates his guts for all he did to her family

She tries to do the right thing always, she's just a 12 year old growing up and realizing the world isn't so simple which can often lead to mistakes like the events of the Love God. But she does learn from those mistakes and the Mabel we see in the finale isnt like the Mabel from Tourist Trapped. Let's not forget she was the one to start the speech against Bill that Dipper continued when things were looking down after witnessing Bill's throne.

They can think quickly on their feet when the situation requires it;

Mabel:

Mabel was the one to come up with the plan to defeat the gnomes with the leafblower,

She steers the wheel of the boat to get everyone to safety when running from the GobbleWonker

Dhe gives Dipper a weapon when he's fighting Sherlock Holmes

Is quick to grab Gideon's amulet to save both Gideon and Dipper to later destroy it.

It was thanks to her goofiness they resolved Quentin Trembley's mystery.

Thanks to her plans they got the exact candy number needed for the Summerween monster (if Dipper hadnt accidently ruined it)

She was quick to distract Dipper by telling him Wendy was wearing a bikini and managed to get to the lake for Mermando even if he was chasing her.

Thanks to her and Soos spying on Gideon they find out about Bill and she's the one who tries to stop his plan the hardest by throwing herself at him upon seeing him in her grunkle's mind and thanks to her, Bill loses the code to Stan's safe in Dreamscappers

In Gideon Rises she suggests using the gnomes in her favor and her grappling hook saves her and Dipper from falling to their doom after the fight with the Gideon bot.

She was the one who came up with the karaoke idea in Scaryoke

she freezed the ShapeShifter

she managed to defeat the golf dwarves

she won Bipper and set Bill on fire,

she was the one who found out the laptop was McGucket's property

She overcame her fears of StopMotion and used clay monsters to save her family from the stop motion figures

She sees the opportunity to go to the Northwest Mansion to party and takes it,

In SINWHS she hatched the plan to get Manly Dan to crash the car so they could clear up Stan's name (without Mabel, we wouldn't have Ford in the show)

She alongside Stan saved Dipper and Ford from Probabilitor

She was the one who figured out Gideon was involved in the election after seeing how Bud was behaving similar to Gideon

she conviced the unicorns to give them the hair alongside some goodies (sure, with some punching but they had it coming cause they wouldn't have given it to her otherwise)

In Weirdmageddon, Mabel is the one creating escape routes by running on Waddles and bursting MabelLand's bubble with something from inside and she sprayed Bill's eye with paint, used her grappling hook and broke the Fearamid wall while Stan had the idea of changing clothes so the plan worked. Its also implied she was the one who made the parachutes out of her sweaters by tying them together in a matter of a few hours.

Other instances are the ones seen in Lost Legends; where thanks to her Pacifica and Dipper can escape MrWhats his face? and she's the one who saves Ford and Stan from an evil version of herself.

Stan;

Although we dont get much instances with Stan throughout s1 we still have....

The fact that he can convice people easiy to buy his stuff even if its clear they're fake

That time he crafted a plan to get the best spot in the pool

Managed to get into a TV show by faking a heart attack and almost wins more money than Mabel

Punched a pterodactyl in the face for Waddles.

It was thanks to him Gideon got behind bars.

He could stand against an army of zombies with just a bat and his knuckles.

Helped the kids break into the minigolf.

Almost succeeds in stealing an animatronic if it wasn't for Giffany.

In SINWHS, he was smart enough to have Soos secure the vending machine and he took advantage of the gravity falling to free himself and escape and steal someone's wallet to later trick the agents into thinking he was in a cab and run all the way to the Mystery Shack just to make in time before Dipper pressed the button.

As revealed in ATO2S, he managed to survive a decade of homelesness just by tricking and scamming people.

Could keep a ruse for 30 years while working in a portal with no help, which means he had to learn quantum physics despite not having great grades academically and not finishing highschool and he was able to create and operate a business that was far more succesfull than Fildbrick's pawn shop (despite Gideon making Stanley look bad, they have customers throughout the show and Soos had enough to support himself and his grandma that after losing the Shack, he had to work multiple part time jobs to make ends meet not to mention it seems Mabel and Dipper were given an allowance as we see them have enough money to buy stuff and they never went hungry under Stan's care)

Other accomplishments are that he managed to save the kids from an explosion Gideon caused in the election and he managed to survive the first days of Weirdmageddon, mostly by himself. Not to mention defeating Bill freaking Cipher.

Plus Stanley can detect a liar and a scammer when he sees one, to the point he was able to outdo Gideon who had the whole town wrapped around his adorable chubby little fingers for a looong time, managed to win DDAMD by cheating without the wizard knowing and trick Bill Cipher himself aka someone whos been doing the same thing as Stan for centuries even before Fildbrick was born and make him beg for mercy in his final moments, giving him a scar that will last for a looong time by punching him in the face. Stanley Pines is truly built different.

So yeah, neither of them are dumb. They just specialize in other areas

I am a firm believer that Stan and Mabel are not the "dumber" twins. They just aren't as interesting in 'nerd' stuff like Ford and Dipper are.

Stan was able to rebuild like 90% of the portal with only the 1 of the journals, most likely having to teach himself advanced mathematics and scientific theories to even understand what the thing is. It barely took him a few weeks to get the portal up and running after getting the other two journals. Not to mention how he was able to create a business and keep people entertained at his day job. The man is smart.

Mabel is able to create sweaters at the drop of a hat. If you don't know anything about knitting, it takes a lot of math and planning to be able to make a sweater, and Mabel is constantly making them for everyone around her. She made a full 2 act puppet shows with musical numbers and sets and well made puppets in like a week. She may not be interested in the 'nerd' stuff like Dipper, but she's creative and thinks in innovative ways.

Both of them are amazingly charismatic. They can make friends and bond with those around them easily, whether it be for business purposes like Stan or simply childlike positivity like Mabel.

They aren't dumb.

#gravity falls #stanley pines #mabel pines #gravity falls post #stan pines

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moons-lab · 3 years ago

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When playing the hikikomori run, I really hoped one chore would involve Sunny going outside and accidently running into Kel. Ofcourse the whole point of a hikikomori is to stay indoors, but I had already imagined different senarios of what might’ve happened. I know Sunny isn’t this expresive but I like drawing expresions ok >:(

Here’s my idea of what would’ve happened if one of the chores did involve going outside. I’m no writer so if anyone wants to fleshen out this idea, please do so. - As in my little comic, the chore would involve Sunny having to go to one of the stores to buy something. Like maybe buying flowers to go visit his sisters grave one last time before moving away. - On the last day, Kel would be having a picknick with his family at the Faraway park, as he does in the normal route of the game - When on his way towards the stores, Sunny runs into Kel. - I like to think Kel felt a lot of guilt and sort of responsible for not being able to get Sunny out of the house after his siters death. - Kel always held hope that maybe him and his friends could rekindle. After Mari’s death he tried really hard to hold everyone together, but wasn’t succesfull. - When he notices that Sunny’s house was up for sale, he tried to get in touch again. But after many failed attempt he gives up. - At the park Kel immedietly sprints torwards Sunny, happy as can be. He wants to spent as much time with him as possible with his best friend, before he moves away. - Even if the time spent together is running around doing chores. He just wants to hang out with Sunny one last time. - Especially after failing to get Sunny out of the house on the ‘three days left’ he’s more than happy to finally see him outside of the house - When Sunny rejects him, he’s taken aback. - Kel is left, thinking that all this time Sunny spent in the house/ didn’t open the door, was not because of grief, but because Sunny just doesn’t want to spent any time with him. - Sunny just goes about his day, buying the flowers and eventually bringing them to Mari. (maybe meeting Aubrey at the graveyard which would’ve lead to a confrontation :0)

I hate that Sunny’s mom tells us that Kel seems very lonely, cause that means he was lonely for four years and now after those four very lonely years, he gets rejected by his supposed ‘childhood best friend’.

English isn’t my first language sorry

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ohsalome · 2 years ago

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@centuries-of-thoughts I love this question!

The best answer would be: depending on how you choose to determine the "belonging" of an author to the culture. For Gogol, there are several aspect to consider:

1. His ancestorship. He was born in Сentral Ukraine, and his family has both cossack (according to a family legend, one of his ancestors was the Hetman of Right-bank Ukraine) and polish (his full family surname is Gogol-Yanovsky, surnames ending with -sky are typically polish) ancestry. We also don't have to guess how he identified himself, because we have some his own words - in 1845 during his stay in the Carlsbad hospital he signs in the guest book as "Nicolas de Gogol, ukrainain living in Moscow"

There are also testimonies that for some time, while staying in russia, he dressed like a ukrainian and wore a ukrainian hairstyle, which made his stand out from the crowd.

2. Many of his novels - "Viy", "Taras Bulba", and especially his breakthrough "Nights of the Farm near Dikanka" explicitly describe Ukraine and ukrainian culture. He did write in russian, that is true, however, keep in mind that at that time Ukraine was colonized by the russian empire, and if you wanted to build a successfull literary career (which he did), your only option was to write in russian and move to russia. This was the period of romantism, and stories about ukrainian countriside written in russian were extremely popular among the elites in moscow and stpetersburg. Many ukrainian writers wrote similair books - including our Holy Father, our Bard, our Kobzar - Taras Shevchenko - but that doesn't make them russian.

Gogol's close friend Mykhailo Maksymovych notes that he "knew Ukrainian language thoroughly and perfectly", and his acquaintance Vira Nashchokina notes that when speaking russian, he had a thick ukrainian accent.

3. Some literary critics also note that his descriptions of Ukraine are filled with love and romantism, while his descriptions of russia ("Revizor", "Dead souls") can be viewed as scornful criticism of russian world. His diaries also note that he often found StPetersburg dissapointing in many aspects, and has pondered on numerous occasions about abandoning his succesfull life in russia and returning home.

4. It is undeniable, though, that his influence on the russian literary canon in much, much bigger than on ukrainian one. Together with Pushkin he can be considered as one of the "founding fathers", and many russian classics like Dostaevsky, Bulghakov, Nabokov etc. cite him as being formative for their own work.

5. However, drawing from ukrainian discussions on whether or not we can consider Gogol to be ukrainian, there is one very important context that you should know - it is, specifically, how Gogol describes Ukraine.

For this purpose, people often draw paralels between him and the aforementioned Shevchenko. Both lived at the same time, both belong to the romantic literary movement, both were aware of each other and have read each other's work, and, most importantly, both described the same period in history of Ukraine - the cossack period.

For them, it was a not-so-distant past. Ukraine used to exist as a country called Hetmanate, and they grew up on the stories of thier grandparents who witnessed it first-hand. But this country was destroyed by empress Katherine II, and ukrainians were turned into serfs. And we should call serfdom what it really is: slavery.

When Gogol writes about Hetmanate, he writes about the world of heroism, magic and whimsy, but it is the world of a past gone. The future, according to Gogol, was with russia - whether he liked it or not, he never even considers the idea that Ukraine can stand on its own. Hetmanate for Gogol is what the Mycenian Greese was for the classic greeks - the age of heroes that can never be brought back. He had built his career on it, but he never tried to fight for Ukrainian independeince. But when Shevchenko writes about the Hetmanate, he never lets go of the dream that the freedom of the past be regained - "bury me, and then raise up, tear your shackles..."

Compare two of their works - "The Dream" and "The Night before Christmas". "The Dream" is a poem for which Shevchenko was imprisoned. In it, he insults the russian empress. For his russian friends, this poem was shocking. Shevchenko, born a slave, was bought out of serfdom, and the empress indirectly contributed to his release. So, for russians, this poem was an act of ungratefullness to someone who has gracefully set him free. But from Shevchenko's point of view, without the russian emperors, without the destruction of the Hetmanate, he wouldn't have been a slave in the first place! Why should he be crawling in gratitude for the rest of his life when the rest of his people are still in shackles?

If you've read Gogol's "Night before Christmas", then you must remember the episode when Vakula flies to StPeterburg to ask the empress to gift him her shoes (and if you didn't - I'm sorry, I guess I've spoilt it for you). There, he runs into the cossack delegation from the Zaporizhzhan Sich. Taking into account the reference to the war with turks and one of the cossacks being described very similairly to the real-life Anton Golovaty, we can guess that this was, most probably, the delegation from 1773. And what was the puprose of this delegation? Cossacks in Ukraine were worried about the approaching colonisation of their lands and asked the empress to prevent it. What was the outcome of this delegation? It is known - the destruction of Zaporizhzhan Sich in 1775. But hey, at least Vakula got some sick kicks out of it!

The key difference between how Shevchenko and Gogol approach this topic is that Shevchenko shows us the perspective of a commoner (98% of ukrainian population), but Gogol - of the aristocracy. One has found a somewhat comfortable life within the russian world, one didn't. And because Gogol did not concern himself with the struggles of Ukrainians back in Ukraine, but has capitalised on ukrainian culture, he is a problematic character, even if a talanted one.

tldr; Gogol is a ukrainian writer who has left an enormous contribution in creation of russian classic literature

P.S. If you like Gogol, you would probably love this classic adaptation of his horror novel "Viy". Unfortunately, since it was filmed during the USSR, russians have fully appropriated it as a "russian" film, even though it was filmed in Ukraine by a ukrainian director based on a ukrainian story of a ukrainian author (and they have the legal rights). It is, nevertherless, precious. Enjoy!

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And I would like to end this with a quote of a russian religious philosopher, literary critic, antisemite Vasily Rozanov, which he wrote not long before his death from cold and hunger: "So you've won, you cursed khokhol". Yes, Vasya. He won :)

saw a tweet once that said "being poc fan of classical literature is having to battle with the fact that most of your favourite authors would probably have hated you for the mere fact of your existance". I thought back then that it would have been disrespectful to derail their thought, so here I go, making my own damn post:

Being a ukrainian fan of russian classical literature is knowing for sure that 99,9% of your favourite authors would have hated you for your existance as a ukrainian, because they deliberately went out of their way to let it be known; and most of them would've been happy to contribute to your annihilation personally

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rosietaeyongswife · 2 years ago

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hello | kim jungwoo

HELLO PARING: kim jungwoo x reader GENRE: angst, break up, lovers to exes to strangers, WC: 6,5k SUMMARY: jungwoo loved you from the bottom of his heart and you shattered his soul into pieces. it took you about two years to collect yourself and try to say sorry for your actions but jungwoo isn’t avaible anymore no matter how much you’d try. it’s seems like he never home and it’s getting on your nerves. TW: tba READ HERE TBA

jungwoo. whenever you pass around some places in south korea, and you get to hear ‘jungwoo’, your heart drop everytime. even if so much time passed from your last meeting, nothing can change the way you react for him. six years passed. six in total since break up. eight since you knew jungwoo. being eighteen was crazy when you think about back in time. being a teenager was crazy for you because you had no idea what’s coming to your life.

little, innocent and young y/n wouldn’t believe that kim jungwoo was intrested in her at all. boy who back then was in his emo phase, made a lot of herts shake with only once glance. his eyes were always full of stars as you could call that. kim jungwoo held whole universe in them and no one was complaining tho. even if everyone was crushing jungwoo, his eyes were focused on you and only you.

“don’t you think he just simply hate you, y/n?” miyeon asked while she was making coffee for you two in her house. miyeon and chaeyoung were the ones you always go for advice in everything, also they’re the ones who knows about jungwoo. “i know for you it’s such a big deal but he moved on for sure. and he hates you. don’t want to hear your voice and shit.”

“i mean, i’d hate you too if i was him. you left him because of children and your co-called life plan. i still think jungwoo didn’t deserve that at all.”

“i was dumb back then, alright?” you frowned at her. “it was difficult time for me. i was twenty when we started dating and twenty two when we broke up. it was hard time in my life, i didn’t know what i expected. i wanted to study in sydney, i got in. i had to leave.” girls shook their heads. “also, i don’t want children. not even one child. jungwoo always wanted to be a dad someday but i didn’t. why would i be with him if-”

“jungwoo loves you for four years. he loved you the second both of you had conversation, y/n. two years relatonship fucked up because you decided to leave for sydney. we respected your choice but haven’t you thought of jungwoo? you had boyfriend here, in seoul. and you decided to go.”

that was truth. you planned to move out to sydney and live there. you wanted to become succesfull and plan didn’t include feelings. you tried to ask jungwoo to move with you but he wasn’t willing to do so.

“y/n, are you kidding me? you’re joking, right?” as jungwoo saw your reaction he brushed his hair back and laughed sarcastically. “we’re in a relationship and you’re going to leave me here because of sydney? didn’t you think about me? after everything i’ve done for you?

“jungwoo, i have family there. my uncle can help me in growth and job. i can grow there and do what i have to do. i love you that’s why i am asking you to come with me. i don’t want to leave you here.”

“y/n, you sound crazy. i have family here. job here. friends here. everyone is here.” jungwoo was looking at you with glance of something you couldn’t quite describe. “i don’t get it why would youu apply for university there. didn’t you think about me?”

“i was busy with my dre-”

“so you did not think of me at all.” look of dissapointment was all over his face. jungwoo was sensitive person and he knew he can no go longer. “you also have family here. why sydney?”

“more opportunities? i want to be succesfull, jungwoo. i don’t have time for kids, marriage or boyfriend if it means being able to do what i want. i can not and will never put you above my expetations.”

you didn’t even notice when your words slipped through your lips striaght across jungwoo. first time jungwoo had heard such a cruel words from someone. from someone he loves. he gave you everything you needed and always showed you love. he did his best to make you happy and now you’re telling him, he’s not as important as it seems.

“fuck you, y/n. you played with my feelings for what? i gave you my time and myself because i love you, and here you are telling me your dreams are more important than your own boyfriend. don’t you fuckin care about my feelings?”

“fuck me? no, go fuck yourself.” you hissed through your teeth. “i love you but it doesn’t mean i have to think of you whenever i want to make any kind of decission. who the fuck you think, you are? a fuckin god?”

“me? you’re most narcisstic bitch i have ever seen.” he now was pissed off. “you’re only focusing on yourself. you only love yourself. you even talk about yourself. when was last time you asked me ‘how are you’? you talk about yourself whole damn time. everyone has issues but not you. they are the problem but not you.” he was walkng closer to you with his finger pointing out on you. “even your friends are tired of you. i tried to act like i can’t see it but it’s impossible. egoistic, dumb bitch. that;s who you are.”

“i am narcisstic? you have issue just because i have high self esteem? i am confident?” you slapped his finger off. “maybe if i cared about you, i’d ask. don’t you think? and yes, everyone else has issues, not me. i am very thoughtfull but why would i be one towards someone who’s just person i spend some time with?”

“person i spend some time with?” he mocked you with sacrisstic tone. “i see two years of dating was just fun to you. you know, to have someone to have sex with or just to spoil you. i understand, my bad.” he turned around to grab his keys. “i wish you could see how in love with yourself you are. even your fuckin mother told you that so many times. where were you when she needed your help? in a fuckin pub down the seoul. that’s you, y/n.” angry tears went to his eyes. “i’m leaving. when i’ll be back better your thing won’t be there or i’ll put them on fire or throw through the window.”

“be careful to not come back to burned down house. fuckin asshole.”

bang of closing door was heard and all you could do was to punch someone across the face and make them cry. no one in your life has ever made you so mad as you were in that moment, even when you had few spicy arguments.

rage took over you as soon as you remember all the mean things jungwoo has told you just few minutes earlier. without thinking much you destroyed frames with your pictures together, cups and few plates. taking all your things, you left his place and him forever.

“go fuck yourself kim jungwoo, you’re nothing without me.”

“i was just dumb back then. i didn’t think straight-”

“but all the words you aimed at him were cruel.” miyeon frowned. “jungwoo really didn’t deserve that kind of treatment and everybody know it. not gonna lie, even your parents thought the same when they met jungwoo and he told them everything.”

“stop making me villain again.” you rolled your eyes. “he was first one to call me names. i didn’t call him “narcistic bitch” or “seflish bitch in love with herself”. he was the one throwing them at me.” you were trying to defend yourself but it wasn’t enough. “besides, if he didn’t want to leave seoul why would he move to states? like, i don’t get it.”

kim jungwoo decided to end his major in mechanical engineering here in south korea but fast forward after, he moved to united states with johnny suh, jung jaehyun and mark lee, as if their families lived there. jungwoo left two years ago. year after your come back from australia.

“propably he just grew up.” chaeyoung took a sip of wine. “i am not trying take a side, but y/n. you were the meanest bitch back then, for real. i still remember how you acted towards boys and people our age.” it was truth. you weren’t the nicest young adult. “jungwoo in fact didn’t deserve hell you put him through. moving to states gave him more opportunities.”

“well, i guess i’ll still gaslight myself into thinking i wasn’t too much for him.” you lied to yourself again for a hundreadth time. “nevermind. fuck my closure, i guess my brain just wants attention or something.”

that was big, fat lie out of your mouth. mention of jungwoo made your evening ruined. the last thing you wanted was to have a lovely conversation with your friends about your ex, and how bad you treated him. of course, you knew it all.

few yaers passed and your stupid mind couldn’t get jungwoo out of itself. it was like karma was haunting you down for your past and what did you do to poor boy. at first, when you left to sydney right after fight with jungwoo, you thought he wasn’t really important to you. that he was just boyfriend you didn’t have feelings for, but you were wrong at so many levels.

months passed by, and your heart ached for jungwoo. whatever you have done, you were reminded of jungwoo. passed by shop - “jungwoo would love that”. movies, posts, music, shops, people - everyone was like jungwoo to you. after three months post break up, you were sure - you made big mistake. huge mistake. you loved him. kim jungwoo was loved by you, when you didn’t know it.

six years after, and you still here at the same spot. trying to date? no way. whatever you tried, somehow everything ended due to your feelings. it felt so wrong to be in love with someone else without proper conversation with your beloved jungwoo.

“good morning, mrs y/n? right?” woman with huge amount of accesories welcomed you in her small house at the weird neighbourhood of seoul. slowly you started to regret coming to tarot reader medium your friend recommended for you. “come here my love. sit down, please.”

“good morning.”

whole place has very much of colour into it. paintins of weird creartures or of sun were all around the house. even tho it could look scary, you felt comfy.

“what brings you here, love?”

“i need advice or something.” it was embarrasing for you to confess. “i mean, i had no clue what to do and my firend sent me here. she told me you are like goddes. every answer you had given became true, so here i am.” you chuckled. “so.. i made a huge mistake six years ago.”

“six years? that can seem like much time but remember, time is just gift to us. it doesn’t matter. it’s never too late.” she smiled at you with comfort smile. “go on. what happened six years ago?”

“i had a boyfriend. lovely, puppy like boyfriend. he was with me for two years, and to be honest.. my boyfriend was like guy from books written by women. he was perfect.” thought of jungwoo and your past made you warm inside. “he loved me so much and i broke his heart. i choose career over him, i moved out from south korea to sydney. i left him. i was really mean to him back then since i wasn’t the nicest person.” she was looking at you with intrest boiling out her eyes. “i had no clue of my real feelings. i thought i didn’t love him that much but few months passed and i was crying myself to sleep because i missed him.”

“love, so do you want closure?” you nodd. “i think karma get the best of you. for your past, cruel actions you had to face punishment which was revealing of your feelings.” she was busy looking for cards and few others things. “should we see what your ex feels, love? about you? i’ll try to shuffle cards and let’s see what message he has for you.”

in fact, you had never ever believed in tarot or other witchcraft practices but as soon as she told you about message from him through the cards, you felt excitment going through your whole body ready for answers.

after solid five minutes of shuffling, lighting up candles and some thinking, she was done with cards. she was looking at them carefully.

“i see your boyfriend is older, not much though. is it true?”

“yes, jungwoo is like one and half year older.”

“he moved out as well? i see him connected to western.” she said while having close eyes.

“few years ago he moved out to states.”

“i see him being fully succesfull in his job. i see something conncected to physics and mathematics, is he engineer? or informatics? software engineer?”

“jungwoo studied mechanical engineering.”

thrill of excitment went down your core as soon as she spoke, she knew everything for now and wasn’t wrong. how was that possible? instead of being scared you got invested into whole reading feeling sudden rush of fullfiling whatever she will tell you to do.

“i can see he loved you the most in the world back in the time. jungwoo was focused only on you, and i can see both of you were unusual couple. maybe one of you was quite popular? both even tho you were different, you got together. universe wanted you two together.”

“that’s truth actually.”

“i want you to know that his feelings were sincere. you were on top of his list of needs. he always put you first no matter what.” you nodded again with small smile. “now i see he is very succesfull and he lives his best life. i can see he’s very popular with people. everyone knows him and adores him because of his personality. it’s like he is a magnet.” she was closing her eyes harder. “few years passed but jungwoo still have a strong feelings towards you. i can not tell if it’s negative ones or positive ones since both are crazy strong.”

“does it mean he still thinks about me?”

“you can say so. it’s seems like he doesn’t want to admit to himself he still has place in his heart for you even after all you have done. jungwoo would like to meet you but at the same time he hates it. seems like he is conflicted with it.” she was now looking deep into your eyes. “i see that someone got intrested in him as well. someone is on their way for him.”

“someone?”

“yes. i think jungwoo pretends like he hates you because it’s makes him feel better but deep down he needs closure like you do. i suggest for you to meet.”

“meet? he lives in chicago, and i don’t know. i have job here.” you were thinking quickly. “i can-”

“but you should.” she stood up. “stars, cards and even my thoughts are telling me the same thing. go find him and talk. i feel second chance in the air. it’s seems like he had never fully grew out of feelings for you.”

chaeyoung was looking at you like you gone crazy. packing your stuff into the suitcase while looking for the fastest flight to the chicago made your friends worry. yes, they suggested you to go to mrs. xieon but they didn’t expect you to go all the way to the united states just to find jungwoo and have a talk.

“i’ve contacted him about hundread times and he didn’t respond. if he’s not home, here.” you got up. “then i’ll find his new home. don’t ask me anymore questions. i’m going to the states and i’ll find kim jungwoo by myself.”

“y/n, you can’t believe in everything some witch told you.” miyeon was looking concerned and tried to stop you. “she could made it all up.”

“but she knew everything from the past. everything, miyeon. doesn’t seem like a scam to me, you know.”

“you’re doing it impulsivly, stop and let’s talk.”

“i don’t want to talk.”

without much more words, you were on your way to the airport. seems like universe sent you signs to do it. even when kim jungwoo would go mad when he will see you, it doesn’t change a thing for you to stop. you two have to talk.

streets of chicago were full of people walking fast. cars going one by one, and shouting of music or people could be heard all the way from the end of the steet. chaos didn’t stop you. hotel you are staying in for two weeks was close to your liking. all the stuff you had was already in there and while you were sitting on your comfy bed, you were looking through sites of engineering companies in chicago. you went through all the lists of employes you found.

hour later and his name was showing on the site of “JONES”. his, now, red hair and bubbly smile made you chuckle to yourself. seems like jungwoo was happy during that photoshoot, and damn. he looked hot as well.

company of JONES was big as hell. few building attachted together making it huge plalce for an engineering company. few people were walking out the place and some entering. going inside made you almost throw up because of stress.

“hello, uhm excuse me?” you asked anxious when some woman from reception looked at you with raised eyebrow. “i have a question.”

“hello. do you work here?”

“uhm, no-”

“client?”

“again no-”

“then who are you?”

“i am y/n, and i’d like to ask about your employe.” you looked around. “kim jungwoo.”

“are you relative? if not, then i can’t tell you anything.”

“i am old friend.”

“then, i am so sorry but i can not tell you anything.”

“please, it’s really important.” your eyes were close to cry and you were about to beg her for any informations. “i know you can’t tell much but i have to contact him somehow.”

she looked confused due to your state. it’s seems like it’s really important for you sicne you stand here with big eyes. she looked around to check if no one is listening to your conversation.

“i can not tell you anything about his data but.” she bowed closer. “kim jungwoo end his duty in a twenty minutes. everytime he is done with work he heads to our cafeteria for coffee. i guess you could caught him there and talk.”

“thank you so much, oh lord.”

woman gave you small smile and went back to her work. going to the cafeteria you ordered small latte. few employes passed by having small talk while you were waiting. not even noticing when your heart was beating fast and you were shaking. anxiety went all over you because somehow you weren’t ready for his reaction.

you looked up and for a moment time stopped. it’s him. kim jungwoo was walking to order his usual while he spotted you. jungwoo felt close to vommiting at your sight. few people were watching their co-worker who stopped and was looking into unknown direction.

never has ever jungwoo thought his nightmare would happen during his work. he wasn’t ready for such a meeting.

“what the fuck are you doing here?” jungwoo was now standing by you looking you deadly in the eyes trying to hold his emotions. “how and why did you find me?”

“we have to talk, jungwoo.”

“talk?” he scoffed. “after six years you want to talk? there’s nothing to talk about, y/n.”

“jungwoo, please.” you tried to smile but failed as soon as you lifted your corners of lips. “i know, i know how fucked up that is. i know what i did. of course, i do and i want to talk.”

your ex boyfriend was looking at you in disbelief. it felt like someone was holding his throat tight and he was unable to breath properly.

“did you come here all across from seoul?” nodd you gave him was only giving him weak knees. “for what? we were done the second i left my flat back then. you treated me like a trash and expect me to have a nice talk?”

“i fuckin need it! we were literally fresh adults, alright? i wasn’t best person to have around, i fuckin know it but please! let’s talk.”

jungwoo could only scoff and hide his hands into his pockets. after all the time that passed you did not reach to him once. when you left, you didn’t even say good bye or apologize.

“you can kiss my ass, y/n.”

“jungwoo-”

“don’t fuckin come here again or i tell security guards.”

before you were ready for response, he was out of your sight. tall figure of your ex was fading away as you sunk down on your sit letting out breath you had no clue you were holding. you didn’t expect such a behaviour from him. you really did mess up that time.

“i guess you’re y/n.” some man stood by you. “here’s jungwoo’s number. he won’t know you get it from me. let’s say it’s a gift.”

man was out of sight again. you had no clue who was it and when it all happened. everyhting felt like a dream and you only wanted to disappear out of this world for a second. even that weird guy who gave you jungwoo’s number, who is he?

feeling of embarrasment was going through you when you were sitting down on your bed looking at your phone. big letters “jungwoo” written on your screen as you were thinking of what to do. three days passed since you met him and it felt humilating to try to contact him. but if you don’t, you knew you won’t move on. you need to have closure with jungwoo. apologize to him and being forgiven.

“who’s there?” his voice already gave you chills. “hello?”

“hi, it’s me again.”

“gosh, y/n.” he scoffed. “how did you get my number?”

“it doesn’t matter. we still have to-”

“no, we don’t have to do anything. stop calling or i’ll report you for stalking.”

“wait, i am not done.”

“but i am.”

call was ended. heavy breathing was making you dizzy from all that happened. again.

jungwoo was avoiding you for his life. he even got some kind of paranoia of meeting you at whatever place he is. even his roommates - johnny and jaehyun, realized something is off. he couldn’t explain his feelings well. part of him waited few years for that moment, but other part hates you the most in the world.

you at the other hand can’t give up. mrs. xieon told you he still have strong feelings for you and it’s worth to try and fix your past. but it’s seems like everything is going in bad direction. how in the world are you going to have a normal talk with kim jungwoo?

“hi jungwoo.” your voice was soft. “i have no idea if you are going to listen to that voice message but i really do hope you will. last few days were harsh on me, i guess for you too. my sudden appearance was shocking, i know. and no, i am not stalking you. i can’t tell you how did i get your phone number but it’s quite funny.” small chuckle left your mouth. “it feels like i am teenager again. chasing after someone out of my reach. i didn’t know it felt like that, you know. i’d hate me too if i were you. that’s so fucked up, gosh. for you it’s propably doesn’t matter but for me it’s huge issue. my past karma get me.” you hissed at the memory of your actions. “i just need closure. i need to talk with you, and fix everything. be sorry. of course, i am sorry for everything i’ve done in the past.” with your shaking hands you reached for your phone to hang up. “i wish you happines. hope you’re doing fine. y/n.”

red was pressed and phone call end. reliev was felt and you could feel bit better than past few days. all the things you kept in yourself was only making you dizzy. kim jungwoo won’t get rid of you easily.

another few days passed like that. you woke up, eat, watch some netflix in a hotel, go out to buy something to drink, come back drunk and record your messages for jungwoo. weird kind of warmness was going through your body, it was like jungwoo already knew your whole life story from the break up towards today.

what could be more surprising was the fact jungwoo was listening to your voice messages. every night at the same hour, he lays down with his airpots and phone. getting comfortable, checking if he’s alone and he press play. experience was close to face to face converstion. he had no clue he enjoyed every single bit of second of your voice messages.

every date you described or close moments together, brough him memories he had no clue he stored in his mind. at the other hand, you had no idea that jungwoo was listening to all your stories you told him through imessges.

“hello jungwoo. my visit in chicago was already two months ago. crazy how fast it happened, right? i am not mad, of course, but deep down i had little bit of hope we’d meet. visiting all the places in there made me feel like 22 again. as i was turning back time.” you giggled while doing your tasks for work. “i don’t remember if i mentioned to you that i met your mum two years ago in a store. she asked me about you a lot. she even invited me over for a dinner but yeah, i couldn’t attend. she is still cute and youthful as i remember. hope you call her often. she misses you a lot from what i heard. even if you’re not responding to my messages..” smile creeped on your lips while thinking of him. “i feel better now. it’s like i explained a lot of things i had no chance to do back in times. i have to go. bye, y/n.”

“y/n.” chaeyoung sat down on couch with hands full of snacks. “i thought you’re going to buy something else. why would you always buy things for yourself?”

“because she’s still selfish bitch.” miyeon mocked you while you could roll your eyes. “i am not even lying.”

seflish bitch only bring memories of him.

“because you’re horrible at picking food for us. my taste in food is the best and no one can complain about it. literally no one. if you had issue then you should go buy them yourself.”

“easy, i’m going to eat that anyway.”

three of you are going to have sleep over at miyeon’s place. since everyone is busy with work, none of you could gather up together and spend some time. movies night seems cool for you so here you are. cozy with blankets and favorites snacks.

“damn.” miyeon paused movie ‘hangover’ whcih annoyed you quickly. “seunkwang is calling me.”

“then pick up.”

“don’t pick up.”

“y/n, stop.” she rolled her eyes. “i have to. wait.”

seunkwang was miyeon’s fiance and of course, he was good boyfriend for miyeon and he really was great guy after all but whenever three of you hang out he is calling miyeon as crazy asking millions of questions even if it’s not necessary.

“mama’s boy propably has issues with doing laundry.” you got up to use toilet while chaeyoung chuckled at your assumption.

“propably yes. seunkwang is just bad at basic things, you know.”

you used toilet, checked instagram and text your co-worker, while miyeon was still busy with call. even chaeyoung got impatient with yours friend. as soon as phone call ended, miyeon came with grin on her face.

“i know we were supposed to have sleepover but seunkwang said he’s in that popular club with his other friends like mingyu, joshua and hoseok. c’mon, we should go with them. they’re really cool and rumour has it that three of them are single. perfect for you, girls.”

“i don’t care, we were supposed to spend time together, miyeon. seunkwang and you spend literally everyday together while we hang out once few weeks now. tell him and his ass friends to fuck off.”

“no.” chaeyoung got up. “let’s get fucked up.”

“chaeyoung-”

“we should have fun. we’ve been busy with work so much that we really didn’t have time for real fun like drinking and clubs. we’re going out.”

and with that, two of your best friends and four of not known gusy are having fun at table of some big club at the street of gangnam. chaeyoung had fun talking with joshua while mingyu was trying hard to impress you.

“i work under my father business. we sell new technology around the world, and we’re pretty known overseas.” you could smile at his attempts of impressing you. “i enjoy my life and work to be honest. arragment of meetings, work with other countries and doing fun things. that’s dope.”

“i am glad you live your dream life. must be fun to be son of ceo.”

“of course it is. my father is literally the coolest person ever.”

jungwoo stood in front of doors to your place with shaking body. his legs felt like cotton candy and hands were sweating as hell. normal conversation with you must be like a fever dream and no one was ready for it unless it was kim jungwoo himself. he had enough time to rethink every little thing you told him. he wants to get closure as well.

first knock, nothing. second, nothing. third.. four..

seems like you’re not home.

look of disappointment was all over his face when he realized you’re not home. jungwoo came to south korea just day ago and tommorow is his flight back to chicago. there’s not much time left before his flight.

“are you looking for y/n?” woman around her 30s’ was standing in a pink couth and bouqete of flowers in her hands while watching male in front of her. “i am her neighbour, by the way.”

“uhm, alright? yes, i am looking for her. is she in work or?”

“she’s out with her friends. i was texting with her for a while just thirty minutes ago.” she smiled. “she’s in a club with miyeon and chaeyoung. club in gangnam called ‘beaches’, i hope you know what i am talking about.”

“thank you so much.” he smiled at her. “i think i know where i should head to. again, thank you. you saved me actually.”

“no worries. glad to help.”

without wasting much time, jungwoo was already on his way to the location your neighbour told him. club she mentioned was well known in a seoul and everyone hang out there with their friends and get really fucked up. being you, you always loved such a places like that club because you felt free thanks to them, and jungwoo was very aware of that.

coming towards club was period of time when jungwoo was thinking of all scenarios that can possibly happen or words he should be using while talking with his ex. nothing could help him with stress he fult during moment. especially after all the events from past few months.

big window of club revelaed you and some guy. he was wearing all black and you were laughing at whatever bullshit he was talking to you. jungwoo looked confused as hell because in none of your messages you metioned other boy. not like you have to but at leas he’d appreciate fact of you dating or whatever.

even from afar, jungwoo could felt how drunk you are. through window he could notice your pinkish cheeks and that wide, gummy smile. guy who was with you, was busy with showing you something on his phone while you couldn’t focus much.

“y/n, i know that sounds dumb but you’re really cute.” mingyu was smiling from eye to eye. “can i possibly kiss you?”

before you could anwer, all you felt was his lips on yours. everything happened way too quickly for you to react at whatever was going on. intentions of kissing someone else wasn’t on your bucket list for tonight.

jungwoo felt embarrase and stupid. coming all across from united states for you just to see you with another guy wasn’t worth of dedication. at that specific momet he regret he listened to all of your voice messages. he should’ve blocked you from the start and don’t bother coming to seoul with good intentions.

morning hangover made you almost throw up. headache was so strong you felt like crashing your skull on some furniture or cutting it off. bedroom you were in wasn’t even yours and body next to you wasn’t even important.

“fuck, i am sorry.”

“are you leavin already?” mingyu looked over his shoulder. “you can stay and-”

“no, i have to go.” you smiled. “have a nice day, bye.”

thankfully your apartament was close to mingyu’s place. going all over stairs made you dizzy because of hangover you still felt. as usally your neighbour passed by cause every morning at 9 am she’s heading to her work.

“oh, y/n.” she was smiling warmly at you. “did you and that boy meet? i hope he found you becacuse he looked very worried.”

“boy? excuse me, what are you talking about jieun?”

“so he didn’t?” she whined. “boy, very tall. around six foot maybe? very handsome with puppy eyes? he was looking really good and he smelled good but with a scent of cigarettes. seemed little bit like a teenager because of his appearance but i could tell he is much older.”

all pieces get together in your head and your heart stopped at the moment.

“fuck, kim jungwoo.”

“who?”

“nevermind. he was looking for me, right? did he tell you something else?”

“not really. he said something like i saved him and he’s in rush.”

without responding to her or going all the way up to your apartament, you wend downstairs and called an uber already. if jungwoo’s still here, he must be at his mum’s house.

knocking on the door of mr. kim house was making you stressed. you haven’t been here since break up.

“who-” jungwoo’s mum stopped in track. “y/n? what are you doing here?”

“is jungwoo home? i need to talk with him.”

“i’m sorry love. jungwoo left some time ago to airport. his flight home is in two hours and he have few things to do.”

“fuck.” you hissed. “thank you so much but do you know where he could be?”

“i guess he is in that small cafeteria. he isn’t going on a airplane without good coffee.”

“right. thank you.”

jungwoo never seem to be home. whenever you called, visited or texted. he is out of your reach and that flustrates you. why is universe so harsh on you? you already apologize so many times yet nothing’s better rather opposite.

“kim fuckin jungwoo.”

tall man next to you flinched because of sudden call for his voice.

“y/n? why are-”

“no, i am asking questions now. why were you looking for me?”

“huh?” he raised his eyebrows. “ah that. forget about that, that’s nevermind.”

“no, i won’t forget. tell me why.”

“it’s not important.”

“it is, damn. can you tell me? can we act like an adults not like a fuckin kids?”

“alright, alright. i was looking for you because i wanted to talk. i’ve been listening to your messages and i felt that strong desire to sit down and meet. closure i suppose.” he took a sip of his coffee. “but it doesn’t matter now.”

“what? why? we still have time. we can talk, c’mon jungwoo.”

“y/n, you already forget about all the texts you sent me.” he could shook his head. “i’ve seen you yesterday with some guy. seems like you had a good time which is cool, of course.”

your heart ached suddenly. yesterday. good time. guy.

“mingyu? fuck, no. i was drunk shit and he just kissed me out of blue. i don’t really remember anything, it doesn’t matter.” you touched his hand. “can we talk? right now.”

“you see y/n. for a moment i was mad at myself for acting that way towards you. i was wrong for that but i still just can not process your change. old y/n i’ve known is gone now which is super good but also that means our connection is gone as well. there’s nothing more to talk about. fix things, that’s what you wanted?” you nodded while processing all the words that came out this man’s mouth. “then it’s done. i forgive you. our past is clear now. closure you wanted, right.”

whole situation felt like a knife went down your heart destroying it to pieces. literally moment and things you waited so long for happened. your wish came true but why were you sad? why wasn’t it enough?

“jungwoo, we’ve been apart for a six years and that’s hella time. i wanted to talk about everything not about summary of our-”

“i don’t need more explenation of your behaviour. i don’t care now. i forgave you the moment you sent me first message. thank you.” all of sudden you were in jungwoo’s arms. “not hard feelings now. i should be sorry for anything i’ve said to you when you visited me at work. i was an asshole and i deserve solid slap for that. but since we’re good now, let’s leave past in the past. i don’t want to cry over spilled milk again.”

his words made a lot of wounds on your heart which made you only sadder.

“cry over spilled milk?” you frowned. “you’re right but it doesn’t mean to be strangers again.”

“it’s better that way. hope you have what you wanted so bad.”

jungwoo was trying hard to not fall and break the character. he couldn’t show you he’s weak and his real emotions. he had to be harsh on himself and you because he knew he can’t do it other way. left you there even tho he had much more to say.

you were just speechless. closure you were craving made you ashamed. sad. disappointed. not exactly what you expected. dreaming of that moment was different comparing to the reality. how was that possible.

jungwoo was busy with work. he was doing everything to not think about you while you were disconnected with world. reality. meeting with your ex wasn’t good for you. small hopes you had was fooling you towards the end.

kim jungwoo was holding his phone with a whine. small, red text was written on his screen as he was listening to all the messages you sent. with breaking heart he pressed “delete” then “block” knowing he did right thing.

“you can not contact that number”- appeared on your screen when you were going through messages with your ex. your ex lover and someone you regret loosing, kim jungwoo was done with you for best. little history of you two ended here.

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oxygenbefore1775 · 2 years ago

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let's talk about Reiner and Bertholdt playing chess for a bit

I am a real amateur in chess, I only played in a school club and against my grandpa who is literally a chess grandmaster - the last time I've played chess was like 5 years ago. But still, let me express my opinion.

First of all, they put the chessboard the wrong way.

So they are sitting on the wrong sides of the chessboard.

side note: I'm not aware if the chessboard is placed differently in Japan, maybe it is

When it comes to the layout of the figures on the board... the picture is really unclear

This is the last seen layout on the board (i.e. after both Reiner and Bertholdt made their moves)

What can i conclude from this?

Well, Reiner and Bertholdt both lost the same chess figures - two pawns, one rook and one knight. So, score-wise they are tied.

But, if we look at Bert's side, we can see that he hardly moved any of the valuable pieces (the ones that are not pawns). The major amount - half of it - of chess figures is in the back row.

In Reiner's case the figures are distributed evenly along four rows - most of the figures have been moved by him, even the powerful ones who are usually reserved for the end of the game.

So I think you can really see the style of playing that each of them prefers. And how succesfull both of them are.

Bertholdt opts for playing with small amount of chess figures for a long time. It's very rare for a player not to move the heavy artillery (rooks, knights, queen etc) - so I find it interesting in Bertholdt's style. He's being very hesitant and moves primarily pawns as if to test the waters and find out the tactics of the opponent.

When it comes to Reiner - his style is the complete opposite to Bertholdt's. He has touched and moved almost every chess figure he owns. I think he tries to throw everything he's got at the opponent - funny enough, kids often choose this tactic.

So Bertholdt is playing carefully and doesn't feed the heavy artillery to the opponent. But Reiner's style is very overwhelming thus he manages to capture Bertholdt's figures - but Reiner's style is also aggressive and is not fit for defense which causes him to lose his figures.

Anyways, that's all I wanted to talk about.

#aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #reiner braun #bertholdt hoover #reiner #bertholdt #me being a smartass again

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nanoa1foryou · 2 years ago

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I just now realized why Thank You for the Pain hits so hard despite being so impersonal on a surface level.

Okay, yeah, I'm not famous. I haven't seen success on a national let alone international level. But through good writing, Thank You for the Pain hits way hard. Like it reaches deeper than just the message of "We're big and famous and people don't like that".

Everyone has something they're good at. Something you might be succesfull at. Not even on a "Wow, I'm doing really good!" kind of way. Sometimes it's just that you bake better than Linda who lives next door.

"Successful people say, it's lonely at the top. Boohoo! I was lonely at the bottom too!"

Life sucks a lot. Sure, being big and famous isn't easy but what part of life is easy? What is the perfect situation? And knowing Blind Channel's story, it says a lot that they so rarely showcase the bad stuff. Because they know how much more it sucked before they had the band.

In other words, this is what a lot of people are fighting for. Not the perfect life or living the dream, but reaching your goals because it will be better than whatever you have currently. Whatever the dream is, it's worth it even with the downsides. Once you've hit the bottom the only way to go is up, and all that.

"Thank you for the pain, you made me raise my game"

That is exactly what happens. Some people give up. Sometimes it's better to give up and move on to something different. Dying for every cause you stumble upon is not the only way to live life.

Sticking with what you want or need, and fighting for it won't always make you stronger, but fighting forces you to be more than you were before. You have to be stronger than what you're fighting against. This song being more targeted, this line is a direct jab at those who tried to stop you before.

"I'm not a nice guy, don't make me lose my patience. I'd rather die than live up to your expectations."

This on the other hand shows the unwillingness to compromise. Blind Channel is not here to please others, they're here because that's what they want. When people aim for big things, often there are a lot of expectations that come with that. External pressure to perform. Whatever you do, someone will want something from you. They'll want you to fulfill their dream, their vision. Not giving up on yourself is important, and that takes patience and stubbornness.

"When all the success, rumors, trophies are just reasons to break you, nobody watches you more closely than the people who hate you. Go give them a show"

It happens at every part of life. Sure, it's the big media wheel and cancel culture, but people are like that regardless of where and how you succeed. People will be bitter about promotions at work. They'll be bitter about the things teachers say at school.

That last line is maybe the biggest fuck you you can write. You'll do it regardless of the hate. You're not showing off to them, but they'll be the ones to see you succeed. If someone is only waiting to see you fall, then you're going to give them a show, one way or the other. They're waiting for it, and honestly, what are you going to do, stop? Especially when getting out of difficult situations and shitty circumstance, stopping is rarely an option.

"When the smoke clears, is there anybody left to call?"

It's a legitimate worry. Especially when drastically changing your life. Most people aren't willing to take risks for other people. When trying to do something big, you'll often be left alone with those decisions. I can imagine how much Blind Channel gave up for their career. If they never made it, would they have had anyone other than each other left?

if you're going to your dream school alone, will you lose contact with former friends? If you're moving to another country to get away from family, will you lose your support network with it? It applies to any scary big change in life. You have to take the risk, but what will you lose when you do?

"Yeah all this fame is fun but have you ever fucked the system?"

It is fun to be good. Even more so to be great. But does that mean anything at all on it's own? It's just the classic question of "will you sell your soul for it?". Some people will conform to get where they want to be, but ultimately that comes with the bitter consequences. Doing whatever it takes means a lot more than people are often prepared for. The fame on it's own is fun, but how you get it matters. It's not just about the end goal, it's about the journey to it.

The entire song isn't just about Blind Channel's journey to success. It's also their journey to get the life they want. As someone who was bullied when I was younger, I can see in this song the battles I had to fight to become the person I want to be. I can see the people who have been left lying on the ground who know how much work is still ahead. I can see that it's about being scared to move forwards but unwilling to get left behind.

In other words, it is a thank you for all that you've been through even when things were bad, because it forced you to move.

This popped into my head while listening to the song. I was thinking about my time at school and my journey through it. I relate to this song a lot, so I needed to figure it out. Feel free to reply/reblog with your own thoughts.

#blind channel #lotsad #lifestyles of the sick & dangerous #lifestyles of the sick and dangerous #just some light lyric analysis

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orlissa · 2 years ago

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A moment of pettiness: my high school class had a reunion today. I didn’t go, I didn’t want to, because these people, while individually find them lovely, en mass caused me a lot of suffering, and because I’m not “succesfull” (single, no kids), they probably would have just made me feel like shit. I follow some of them on Facebook, see what’s happening with them, I’m reasonably happy for them, let’s move on.

But there was one person. A guy. A regular sociopath. Or just a simply terrible human being. Once they made us take an IQ test designed for teenagers, he and I were the only ones who scored so high the test didn’t measure it. Once, in thigh high days of MSN, he pretended to be a girl and contacted me through fan groups, and we talked, and I specificly remember telling him whom I had a crush on (another guy in our class). He played me like a fool, intent on humiliating me. If I ever came up with an idea for the class, for like school events and contests and such, he always needed to come up with another, and get the others to choose his, just to slight me (once we had to put on a little play. I came up with an idea, the class accepted it. He came up with another idea within days just to challange me). I was a threat to him, I guess--somebody who matched his intellect, but had opposing opinions.

He started doing drugs during high school. Weed, and who knows what else. Never heard about him again after graduation, and now a part of me wants to see him really, really low.

#personal

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night-rhea · 4 years ago

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Night Rhea’s Profile

“Lets have tea one day. I will bring the tea, you will bring the view.”

Thanks @hogwartsmystory for letting us use this template!

Name: Night "Nur" Rhea

Gender: Genderfluid (They/Them)

Birth Date: 11 July 1973

Species: Human

Blood Status: Pureblood

Sexuality: Bisexual

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Nationality: British/ Turkish

Myer Briggs Personality Type: ENFJ - The Giver

THE MAGE

1st Wand: Red oak, dragon heartstring, flexible, 13″

2st Wand: Cypress, phoenix feather, unyielding flexibility, 14″

"Cypress wands are associated with nobility. The great medieval wandmaker, Geraint Ollivander, wrote that he was always honoured to match a cypress wand, for he knew he was meeting a witch or wizard who would die a heroic death. Fortunately, in these less blood-thirsty times, the possessors of cypress wands are rarely called upon to lay down their lives, though doubtless many of them would do so if required. Wands of cypress find their soul mates among the brave, the bold and the self-sacrificing: those who are unafraid to confront the shadows in their own and others’ natures.

Animagus: Black Hawk

⦁ Night’s one of the favorite thing is being in sky. No matter the weather, day or night, you can see Night in the sky or daydreaming while looking at clouds/stars. They spend little too much time as a hawk. Night’s hawk form is a regular Black Hawk with blue eyes.

Misc Magical Abilities: Legilimens, Occlumens

⦁ Being Legilimens in Rhea family is not something unexpected. Night's father Matthew realized his younger child is Legilimens when they were seven years old. But he never believed they can use it perfectly. Night didnt used Legilimency properly until their fifth year. İn two years, Night was able to use this ability without wand. Even though it was enough for them, Snape warned Night about not stopping training, and wanted them to learn Occlumency too. Yakup was already Occlumens and very skilled Legilimens, and with a threat of their also Legilimens uncle, Night didnt questioned at all. With their brother's help, Night mastered these two magical ability in years.

Boggart Form: Night had 3 different Boggart in their life

⦁ Yakup (Jacob), with dark mark on his arm and looking at Night madly.

⦁ Rowan, saying everything would be better if it was Night who died.

⦁ Theirself, covered with blood and smiling madly, with Dark Mark.

⦁ Amortentia: (What do they smell like?) Deep forest, rain, ocean, cold air, jasmine, black tea

⦁ Patronus: Hawk, Hebridean Black-Dragon (After Rowan’s death)

Dragon patronus; One of the most powerful and formidable creatures of the magical world, dragons are ambitious and dominant. With the ability to breathe fire, they quickly assert themselves, garnering both fear and respect from those around them. They are unafraid to take risks and prefer to live by their own set of rules. They are quick to lead and do not back down from a challenge. Dragons are strong in their convictions and will stand for what they believe is right. Those with a dragon for a Patronus are sure to be fierce fighters, and the Dementors better be ready for a challenge.

Patronus Memory:

Playing with Cordell, Barnaby and Atlas (@vixenmcmahenhphm ) when they were child.

The first night they spend watching stars with Talbott.

Mirror of Erised:

İn childhood: Night with Yakup, their mom and their grandfather, all standing together and smiling.

İn adulthood: All of Night’s friends and family being together and alive

Specialized/Favourite Spells:

Wingardium Leviosa

Flipendo Maxima

Colorovia

Accio

APPEARANCE

Their casual look:

How i draw their hair:

Faceclaim: Alexander LeRoy - Ruby Rose

0Voice Claim: English: Ruby Rose-Turkish: Şebnem Ferah

Night had a thick Turkish accent when they started Hogwarts but in years it disappeared. They never liked this accent.

Have loud voice, and have no control on it.

Always have a smile on their face, unless they are having really rough moment.

Weird/ funny faces are something you can see often

Their hair gets more straight and darker and as they grown

Height: 183cm in Hogwarts-last year-, 188 cm when they are adult

Weight: Heavier than they looks

Physique: With spells and potions, they change their looks/body so often.

Eye Colour: Sky blue

Hair Colour: Navy Blue/ Blue

Skin Tone: Pale

Body Modifications and Scarrings:

Four piercings in ears, one in right, three in left side

Many scars and burn marks espacially after Buried Vault

Dark Mark on left arm

Few on their neck after war

Big burn mark on their left arm (where Dark Mark was)

Inventory:

Too many tiny chocolates so they can share

Yakup's and theirs old drawing notebook

Pronoun bracelets

Their grandma's old jasmine perfume

Quil, ink and a blue tiny notebook (written in Turkish so no one knows what they are writing)

Their own Rhea locket

Yakup's Rhea locket

Fashion:

Loves buttoned shirts, but cant stand without rolling slevees up

Shorts and pants

Mostly hates skirts, but will wear it sometimes

Likes black boots, especially with heels

Sweeters on shirts, when they need to look good

Hoodies, especially on rough days

Wears binder, most of time

Dress and suits on events, depends on how they are feeling

Doesnt like makeup, but okay with eyeliner

Always wears pronoun bracelets:

Grey- They/Them

Black- He/Him

White- She/Her

ALLEGIANCES

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Ilvermorny House: Wampus

Affiliations/Organizations:

Circle of Khanna

Order of the Phoenix

Death Eaters

Professions:

Curse Breaker: After graduating, Night worked with Bill and Yakup as a Curse Breaker.

Double Agent: İn Death Eaters, actually working for Order.

Dragonologist: After war, they moved to Romania and specialized Hebridean Black's. Night worked and lived here as dragonologist for nearly ten year.

Flying instructor: When Night moved back to England, they also started to work in Hogwarts as flying instructor, Quidditch referee, and coach.

HOGWARTS INFORMATION

Class Proficiencies:

· Astronomy: O

· Charms: O

· DADA: E

· Flying: O

· Herbology: A

· History of Magic: A

· Potions: O

· Transfiguration: E

Electives:

COMC: A

Divination: A

Muggle Studies: A

Quidditch: Chaser-Beater

⦁ Night started to play Quidditch in their second year as a Chaser. While they wasnt the best chaser, Night was enough to help Slytherin to win the Cup. They meet Gryfindor Chaser-Vixen during practise and whole year, they werent be able to be better chaser than her. The rivalry between her and Night made the dark haired kid realize maybe being chaser wasnt really something for them. in third year, thanks to McNully, they started to play as a beater, and find theirself being more succesfull than ever. After that, Vixen and Night's rivalry become more friendly. (Beginning of Nixen Au)

⦁ Their favorite practise partners are Charlie, Samantha (@samshogwarts ), Vixen (@vixenmcmahenhphm ) Andre, Orion and Rath.

⦁ Whenever Night was angry or stressed, and even flying didnt make them calm, they took the beaters bat and destroy some dummies. İn fourth year, Night injured some second year student. They were angry about Merula, and just wanted hurt something. So they went for dummies in Training Ground. Night wasnt looking actually where they was hitting, there was just the feeling of fullness . A sharp scream bring them to reality. İt was the first time they hurt someone out of anger, and unfortunatelly wasnt the last.

Favourite Professors:

Madam Hoach: She is strong and powerfull woman and her tough behavior makes Night adore her. And one quick note, Night is really afraid of making her mad. During their school life, Night interacted with her so often thanks to their Quidditch love.

McGonnagal: Even if she is not Night's head of house, Night find her much more easier to talk than other proffesors. They feel deeply guilty about the times they had to lie to her. McGonnagal and Talbott's close relationship makes Night feel even more warm about her.

Flitwick: He is someone who Night doesnt have any problem to talk. They enjoy his classes, and little chats they share. Night often share the teas their granpa send them from Turkey, and Flitwick always appreciate.

Least Favourite Professors:

Snape: No one need a reason to dislike him, but Night actually doesnt hate him.

RELATIONSHIPS

Father: Matthew Rhea

Second son of Alexander and Alycia Rhea. Known for his dicipline he got from his father, and his talent in Legilimency. İn Rhea family, the ones worth is same as their power in this magical ability. Being better than his older brother, made Matthew the golden child of family. And as you can imagine it seperated the brothers. Matthew was loyal follower of Dark Lord, a feared Death Eater. He believed wizarding world will be better with Voldemort, and never regretted for following him. Even if it cost his life.

He was never the father figure to Night. They doesnt remember him smiling to them, even for once. On Night's fifth birthday, Matthew decided to send them to Turkey, to Seline's family. For three years, Night stayed away from their home, with their grandfather and only comes back in summers when Yakup is back from Hogwarts. İn 1981 (When Night was eight years old) Matthew died in war, and Seline let Night to come back.

Mother: Seline Rhea

Youngest in five sibling, fourth daughter of İbrahim and Saadet Yavuz. Seline lost her mother when she was two, so she has no memory of Saadet. İbrahim never treat any of his child differently and loved them all same, but Seline never been close to him, or most of her siblings. Even when she was a child, she was quiet, and keeping her distance from everyone. Books were her best and only friends. So when Seline meet with Matthew, leaving her home and country wasnt actually hard decision to made. Seline loved Matthew with her whole heart. He wasnt trying to change her, and that was what she was asking for, for her whole life. Young woman knows, that he was interested in her being Legilimens, but she didnt care. If she was powerfull enough for him to want her as his wife, she thinks its something she should be proud of.

She fit perfectly in Rhea's. Her new house was nothing like Yavuz's warm and loud house, just like how she is also nothing like. Seline couldnt be more proud, when she and Matthew discovered Jacob is also Legilimens. She was excited for her second child too, but when she hold her newborn, she saw the look on Matthew eyes. The disapointment. He didnt like his child to have bright blue hair. At first, Seline didnt think it will be problem, its only color of hair after all. But real problem was, Night being nothing like a Rhea. They were energetic, loud child. Running in house, climbing on whatever they finds, jumping on every water pot they saw. Seline knows they were exactly like her own siblings, nieces. Night wasnt nothing like Jacob (Seline's Turkish accent turned his name into Yakup).

On the fifth birthday that Night turned five, she didnt even say anything when Matthew told her to send Night to Turkey, next to her father.

After Matthew died, Yakup was her everything. And Night was.. Just someone from her past, her own family, something she wanted to leave her behind but couldnt. Unfortunatelly, not so long after Matthew death, Yakup get expelled from Hogwarts and went missing. To find him, Seline did something she thought she wont be ever doing it. She begged Matthew's brother Jonathan for help. And her answer was only a smile. A cold smile, belongs to someone who is happy to have all the control on family now

Night's three year, when they were alone with their mother was, rough. Everyday was about Yakup, about finding him. To have Seline's attention, Night do everything they can do to act like Yakup, look like Yakup. İt was impossible for them, but in their mind it was their only goal. Being someone their mother will love.

The first time Seline looked lovingly at them, was when Night was about to get in Hogwarts Express. When they promised her to find Yakup.

Sibling: Jacob (Yakup) Rhea

Yakup and Night werent able to spend much time together, when they were child. Thanks to their ten year difference between their ages, they only saw each other in summers. İn their cold house, Yakup was the only one who loved Night deeply, other than their nany Goni. He was well aware of how his Pip wasnt like his other cousins, other Rhea's, and that was enough reason for him to love them. Their smile and loud excited voice was the thing warms the house in Yakup's eyes.

When he get expelled, he knows all of his burdens became Night's. He regretted deeply, but there was nothing he can do from a portrait. He waited for his "sister" to rescue him, waited so patiently and dreamed the day they reunited. But when Night finally came, it wasnt like how he imagined.

They both wanted to have back the ones they remember from seven years ago. But the truth is, both were so different now, and they doesnt want to admit it. Their old beautiful relationship was gone now, and wont be same for so long. After Hogwarts, they fight a lot. Argued a lot, couldnt agree on same things. Until Night took the mission that will change their life forever.

When Night first runned away, right after they killed an auror in front of him, Yakup lived the hardest weeks in his life. He saw in their eyes himself, how he was when he first get expelled. He already knew Night changed so much, when Rowan died. And couldnt help but feel like all of it was his fault. Now his Pip was so lost inside, so lost that couldnt able to see whats wrong or right. So he searched for Night with everything he has.

Of course he didnt know it was all part of their plan. Thankfully soon enough, Night came back to him to explain everything. That they will be a spy in Death Eaters, and needs him to be their Secret Keeper. But also they needed him to promise. Promise to see the mission more important than their life. (Will be contunied in Future AU)

After war, their relationship was better than ever, and they finally have the sibling they both missed so much.

Grandfather (Mother's Dad): İbrahim Yavuz

Lovely Turkish old man who looked after his five children alone, after his wife died. He loved all of his kids all same, but his kids are all different. Four daughter and one son, Seline was the youngest one, and the coldest one to İbrahim.

One day when Night and their nany Goni showed up on his door, he was more suprised than he was happy. Living with tiny energetic child who cant understand his own language for three years was actually hard for İbrahim. But thanks to Goni who can talk to both languages, Night started to understand and talk Turkish in short time. Well enough to have an accent actually. With their cousins, aunts and uncle here, Night actually had a big and lovely home there. Their name was hard to pronounce in Turkish, so İbrahim gave them another name. He never liked Night's names meaning, and choose the name that means entirelly opposite of 'Night'. "Nur". It means " The light of the God" and İbrahim thinks it fits his grandchildren more.

As much as Night loved the Yavuz household and Turkey, they missed their mother, brother,home. Ibrahim wasnt sure if Seline would take Night back to England, if Matthew didnt died. He was hoping Seline would come back now, with her son. But Seline refused, and instead of coming back to Turkey, she took Night back.

Night wrote letters to him so often, and in every change they visit Turkey. İbrahim was parent to them, more than their own family and they couldnt be more grateful to have him as grandfather.

Uncle: Jonathan Rhea

First son of Alexander and Alycia Rhea. He is only two years older than Matthew. He married with Elyssa Black, and had two child. Cora Rhea, a Legilimens and two years older than Jacob; and Cordell Rhea in same age with Night. İn 1981, Jonathan lost his daughter and his wife.

Losing half of his own family shaked him deeply, but on the other hand, now Matthew is also gone,and it was good enough to make him forget about his pain. All the responsibilty of Rhea's is now Jonathan's. He is the only one who is head of family now. Or at least, its what he think.

Little he know Seline will be the biggest impediment to him. She wont let him to take the big house (Where Matthew and her staying with their childs, because Matthew was the head of family) She refused him, and told him Yakup will be the one who will take Matthew's place. She knows how Jonathan hate her and Yakup. He wouldnt let Seline stay in family or even England. So she fight with Jonathan with all her power. Until Yakup disappears.

After that, Seline lost her hopes, she even begged him to help her find her son.She promised to leave England if he helps. But Jonathan didnt care, he took everything he wanted after all. The house, being the important one. He was no longer the one who is forgotten in his little brothers shadow. He is the one who is in control now. He even took Night from Seline. Night lived in his house from their fourth year to seventh year.

When Night started Hogwarts, Jonathan told his son to stop them. From finding Yakup. Because he cant risk his nephew to come back, and took everything he earned. Unfortunatelly, his fears will come true and Yakup will come back. Jonathan will hate him with all his being and this hate will be dangerous when Voldemort returns.

Jonathan will be the one, who offer Night a place in Death Eaters when Night run away from their first crime. He will say he is proud of them for choosing the right way and realizing Yakup is the traitor one, not him. And will say Matthew would be also proud of them.

During war time, Jonathan will be the biggest enemy of Night, even if he wont know about it.

Love Interest:

Talight- Talbott Winger

Night and him meet in third year thanks to Penny. Night didnt even know his name,and Talbott was staying away from the cursed vault kid to avoid trouble. It actually took them long time to be close friends. But once they became friends, they found theirselves a way to escape from other. At first, they see each other as a someone who can understand other ones feelings. Talbott learned Night isnt always as happy as they seems or they isnt just a selfish troublemaker. And Night learned Talbott isnt someone who has stone cold heart and doesnt care about others. They so often fly together in night, sit in silent in owlery, read their own books in libary,and sometimes running/flying around just for fun. Talbott learned to like some harmless chaos, and Night learned to be not afraid of silence. İn fourth year, Night realized they have deeper feelings for him, but couldnt risk to lose his friendship. They were happy enough to have him as friend. But Tulip reading their secret notebook out loud didnt help them to hide their feelings. The notebook was written in Turkish so no one could understand, but Night completely forget about how Tulip actually knows Turkish. Even if it happened out of Night's control, it didnt end like how Night feared.

As much as they both loved each other, being in relationship is something these two doesnt know well. İn fifth year, they dealed with some tiny (!) jealousy. Night meets with Jae, and being in detention whole year help them become a close friend in short time. Being busy with Rakepick and her tasks, Night was quiet busy and Jae was the only one they can see without needing help. (Remember how Rowan said they were only comes to their friend to get help?) Our little bird didnt like to feel in this way. But this feeling wasnt just keeping "him" awake in nights. It was eating Night from inside too. They were aware of how they couldnt see Talbott so often, and actually missing their piecefull times together. They couldnt help but notice how he got close with Badeea. Not that they thinks Talbott shouldnt have friends. Actually they were happy about how these two Ravenclaw sharing their own worlds to each other. Night just, felt unsure if they are good enough for Talbott, in a way Badeea is more than enough. Night and Badeea were so different, and Night couldnt help but compare theirself with her. Our couple didnt actually broke up, but i can say they had some walls between their hearts now, the ones they both didnt wanted but thought other one needs it. They goes to Summer Festival, with different people. Wanna guess who?? Of course Badeea and Jae. They both watch each other laugh with someone else. But in the end of the year, when Night and others came back from Buried Vault, Talbott was the one who hold them while they were crying.

Next two year, they both supported each other. (Yes im just skipping all the things because, there is things im excited to write and draw and dont wanna spoil it here). But before graduation, Night wanted to break up. To focus on theirselves. Night knows how Talbott worked hard to be auror, and they doesnt want him to worry about them while having so many things to worry about already. Talbott didnt like the idea of course, refused at first. He blamed them, get angry, didnt talked to them for days. But then, he understood why Night saying these. To accept it, he wanted them to promise him something. That they will come back to him. No matter as what, as a lover, as a friend, as a someone who still have warmt in their heart for him.

Well, in a way, Night keep their promise. (Will be continued in Future AU)

Nelix- Felix Rosier

İn Hogwarts, their relationship was mostly about Felix trying to keep Night out of trouble and fail every time. He became Dragonologist when he graduated, and Night send him maybe too many letters to ask about life in Romania. (Charlie also aprecciated his letters too, as you can imagine.) Being Dragonologist was Night's dream job, even if they doesnt think they will be doing it in future. So after graduation, just to see Charlie, dragons and Romania (definitelly not to see Felix, please) they travelled there a lot.

Seeing each other again, with other Death Eaters was not what they both hoped. Night knew Felix would be there. But for him, seeing Night there was shocking. He was disappointed, but thought about maybe Night was forced by their family, just like him. (Will be continued in Future AU)

After all the rough time they managed to survive, they both needed to heal from what they saw, what they did. And being far away from England was just what they needed.

Nixen AU- Vixen McMahen (@vixenmcmahenhphm )

Marhea AU- Atlas Marson (@vixenmcmahenhphm )

(Just leaving note here, im always open for making ship au's. If youre interested, let me know so we can have fun!)

Best Friends:

Rowan Khanna

Talbott Winger

Barnaby Abernathy Lee

Ben Copper

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Andre Egwu

Jae Bo Kim

Tonks

Erika Rath

Merula Snyde

Chiara Lobosca

Tulip Karasu

Liz Tuttle

Badeea Ali

Enemy:

Patricia Rakepick- R

Jonathan Rhea- Death Eaters

Dormmates:

Rowan Khanna, Liz Tuttle, Marina Willow (@mira-shard)

(Send me dm if you want your mc and Night be roommates! Two spots open for girls room!)

Barnaby Abernathy Lee, Cordell Rhea

(Send me dm if you want your mc and Night be roommates! Two spots open for boys room!)

Pets:

Marshall: Night look after Yakup's closest friend, a black cat, after he disappears. After him, poor kitty become so quiet,and in nights cant sleep without Night in room. They promised Marshall to take Yakup back, but before he can come back Marshall passed away (İn beginning of fifth year). After him, Night didnt have any pet.

Closest MC Friends: Let me know if i can put your mc's name here!

Miscellaneous:

⦁ With Felix words, Night is “too chaotic and energetic like a Gryfindor”. You can see them running around anytime -mostly after Jae, Vixen or Tonks- or laughing with tears on their face. Not to mention they have a loud voice and you will hear when they laugh everytime. (Chiara admit it later that she was afraid of telling her secret to Night just because of this. But dont worry, they can be very secretive.) Night’s face always wears their emotions, that means you can see a lot of weird and funny expressions.

⦁ Chocolate is the key of happy Night. Whenever they have a chocolate frog, you can see a bright smile on their face. Bad Quidditch match? They will eat chocolate angrily on Pitch. Bad exam? Chocolate again with a face that shows you how their brain is burned. Snape’s favorite punishment for Night? Honeydukes Ban. Night will probably just curl up on grass in Training Grounds and wait for the day pass. Also a cup of tea could make Night very happy too. Thanks to their grandpa, they know how to make tea in every way, so they would be so happy if you join them for tea.

⦁ Because of that bright attitude of them, Night wasnt taken seriously at first. When some older Slytherins talked about Jacob in common room, everyone in room learned about how Night doesnt hold back when they are angry. İn years, they did a lot of things out of anger that they will regret later.

⦁ Night is a person who cant tell easily their negative feeling.When they got sad, they got quiet. Mostly Night just hide their sadness behind their smile and hope that it will be gone.

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Praised be writer’s block | Young!Remus Lupin x Slytherin!Fem!Reader.

SUMMARY: in the midst of an upcoming war and worries about the future, (Y/N) bonds with an unexpected person, golden boy from gryffindor house himself.

WORD COUNT: 3,000, more or less…

A/N: this is my first time doing this, so if you have any suggestions please let me know! also, if you can, reblog so it can reach more people, it’ll help me a lot.

All of this wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for @peeves-a-legend, which btw is an amazing writer. I can’t thank you enough!

Masterlist.

The gif below is not mine, credits to the original maker. And yes, I see robert sean leonard as a young!remus, but you can imagine whoever you want.

In one of the few sunny and warm mornings left of the season, (Y/N)’s mother had dragged her to Diagon Alley to buy her school’s supplies. The term for her sixth year was about ten days away from starting and going there didn’t thrill her anymore. She had retarded the visit as long as her mother’s patience lasted (which wasn’t a lot considering the woman had belonged to Hufflepuff), and no one had been succesfull on finding the reason, althought her mum suspected it.

(Y/N) hadn’t felt the rush of excitement run through her body in a long time when she thought about going back to Hogwarts, and buying supplies meant she was only a step closer. Her first two years were more than she could ever ask for, but everything came crashing down on her at the young age of thirteen.

(Y/N) had started to notice the repulsive look on people’s faces whenever she tried to help them, all looking down at her green robes as if she had grown a third arm or a second head overnight. She realised, with now a heavy weight on her heart and a new insecurity over her mind, that not all Hufflepuffs were kind and inviting. Maybe, she supposed, they were too proud to accept help from anyone else.

Or perhaps, (Y/N) was too naive to think she could defy centuries of old stereotypes and unhealthy competitions while wearing a green and silver tie.

But the rude comments and weird stares had not affected her in such a long time. She didn’t show them how angry she got about those and how much she wanted to scream at those Gryffindors to get over themselves, because if she did, she was proving their point. All snakes, young or old, end up being violent creatures. Instead, a new feeling of uneasiness had settled in her mind, washing away her minor problems.

Peace no longer reigned over the Wizarding World. Rumors of a war were spreading like wildfire. Voldemort’s ranks got bigger and bigger with the passing time, and more muggle families and muggleborns were being wiped out, like they meant nothing. In those dark times, not having magic or being from a family with the wrong kind of ancestors, could determine your doom.

In her case, she wasn’t at the top of the Dark Eater’s food chain as a halfblood, but that didn’t ease her nerves. She was more worried about her father, a muggleborn, her grandparents and several other friends. Many of their families wanted to go into hiding and she knew that this year and the others to come, Hogwarts wouldn’t be so magical.

Once they passed through the brick wall at the Leaky Cauldron, their first stop was the Apothecary, which (Y/N) had refused to enter because of the disgusting smell of bad eggs and something more repulsive she didn’t identify. Instead, she decided to visit Quality Quidditch Supplies. It’s not like she played the sport, Merlin knows how awful she was at throwing or hitting things, and playing as Seeker was not an option. But she always attended the matches, channelling every single piece of energy her body had onto cheering for Slytherin’s team.

(Y/N) made her way to one of the corners of the shop, wanting to see the newest Quidditch gloves her best friend had talked about so much in her letters. Maybe she could get her a new pair for her birthday, so she could start the season with brand new gloves. But looking at the price, she realized a cheappier gift would have to do. Her family wasn’t the richest and she knew her parents were struggling with money lately.

“Expensive, aren’t they?,” asked a voice from behind her. She turned around, one of the gloves still on her right hand, and noticed that the voice belonged to no other than Remus Lupin. She was lying to herself if she said he wasn’t good looking. Those dark brown eyes and soft hair had gotten to her when they were in their fourth year. (Y/N) had spent weeks, maybe even months, crushing on him and, of course, annoying her friends to no end about how perfect he was and how he was one of the few decent members of the lion house. But she never tried anything, she had a long list of excuses that, maybe, exceeded the many numerous reasons why she liked the Gryffindor so much.

“Definitely,” (Y/N) finally answered with a grimace in her face, “I thought I could get a pair for my best friend’s birthday since she’s a Chaser, but I’m not so sure now”.

Remus offered her a small smile and muttered something about how her best friend would appreciate anything she would give her. After that, neither of them said anything and only the noise of other people’s chattering could be heard. She looked around the store, trying to think about something that would lead to more talk, while Remus put his hands in his jeans’s pockets and changed the weight of his body to his left leg.

A few more seconds passed and (Y/N), not tolerating the awkward atmosphere anymore, was the one to initiate the conversation this time.

“So, um, Remus, are you, um, planning on joining the Gryffindor Quidditch team? Since, you know, you are… here”.

Merlin, her sister was right, she did need to start socialising more.

“Oh no, not a chance,” he answered letting a snicker escape his lips. (Y/N)’s mouth turned into a little smile because of the sound, not noticing at first. “I’m just here because of James and Sirius, they wanted to see some new brooms that came out this…”.

Remus words were interrupted by the same people he’d just mentioned. James Potter and Sirius Black, the most known students at Hogwarts, were walking towards them. (Y/N) tried to put on a neutral face, not showing her true thoughts on the two boys.

It wasn’t that she hated them. At some point, she had found her pranks on those horrible Slytherins funny, but after last year her opinion on them changed drastically. It appeared to be that they couldn’t distinguish who were the “good” Slytherins therefore they’d just played cruel jokes on every single member of the house. Or maybe, they didn’t think Slytherins could be nice and decent people, so all of them deserved to be made fun of.

“REMUS!,” they both shouted at the same time. Almost everyone in the shop turned to see them, and as (Y/N) moved uncomfortable with a scowled look because of the new, and unwanted attention, she wondered why they had to be so bloody loud all the time. “We were looking for you, but it seems you have found some company”.

Remus’s cheeks changed to a soft crimson after Sirius’s comment.

“Careful now, Rem, snakes tend to bite and some of them are poisonous.” James’s eyes shined with mischief as he spoke.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at that, but instead of keeping quiet as she normally would, she responded to Potter’s remark, surprising the others and herself in the process.

“Excellent observation, James. Now, how much time did it take you to come up with that and for how long you’ve been wanting to use it? Perhaps, it was after that particular Quidditch match where Slytherin shredded you into pieces ”.

His face no longer showed a fun expression, but, in it’s place, was a face with narrowed eyes trying to hide the fact he had been caught. (Y/N) smiled at that, she was not this kind of person but it was good to see Potter embarrassed after he had humiliated her in front of half the school just a few months ago. She knew Sirius wanted to say something to save his friend, but as his mouth was starting to open to spill some sarcastic or stupid comment about her house, Remus stepped in.

“Sirius, don’t say anything, just leave her alone,” he began, giving the pair a pointed look with his eyebrows raised, “we were only talking, there’s no need to start acting as if she’s going to bite my head off”.

Dumb and Dumber, as one her Slytherin friends liked to called them, stared at Remus like he had transformed into a Hipogriff. (Y/N), as surprised as she was, glanced at him with a confused, yet somehow grateful, look on her face. In return, he smiled at her and grabbed his friends from the shoulders, making them walk towards the door while mentioning something about having to meet up with Peter at Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor.

Before reaching the door, Remus turned around, let go of Sirius for a moment and waved at her with a grin, one that made her cheeks blushed and her stomach flipped.

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It had been months since the interaction between her and Remus, plus James and Sirius. A small smile and a certain glow in her eyes stayed present on her face for the rest of the trip to Diagon Alley with her mother, who had not missed the sudden shift in her daughter’s appearance.

She hadn’t talked much with him again (only a few more times because of their prefect meetings), but the little interactions between them remained. Like the gentle and kind smiles they would send to each other while walking in the school grounds and greetings from afar with a short wave of the hand.

Winter break was just around the corner when they met again. Both wrapped around heavy coats, gloves and scarfs protecting them from the cold wind and the freezing fog. (Y/N) would have been pissed about her feet getting wet from the snow if it wasn’t for the outstanding landscape it created. A pure scenery, grounds and trees and roofs of the castle covered in white, in such terrible and corrupted times.

“Lovely, huh?,” he mouthed.

What is it with this boy and sneaking up on people?

(Y/N) nodded, still unable to tear her eyes from the view. When she finally did, she became aware of how close they were, elbows almost touching. Releasing a shaky breath, that quickly changed into what it looked like fog, (Y/N) peered at him. The end of his nose was red, matching his cheeks, while his lips were pale and dry from the weather. It was an adorable sight, perhaps even more worthy of her attention than the snowflakes falling from the sky.

“What makes you go to Hogsmeade on this particular frosty afternoon, (Y/N)?”

“I could ask you the same thing, Remus,” she exclaimed, the corners of her mouth quirking up as she mentioned his name, “but, if you really like to know, I’m heading there because I forgot about some Christmas’s presents. What about you?”

Without perceiving it, they had both started to walk towards the small town, making their way through the layers of snow.

“I just, um, wanted to visit Hogsmeade one last time before, you know, going home.” For a moment, (Y/N) had the idea of hearing some kind of hesitation while he spoke, as if he wasn’t entirely sure of what he was saying.

This time, (Y/N) would not let the conversation turn awkward so rapidly, after all this was her chance of having an actual opportunity with Remus. So she swallowed the majority of her nerves, which were quite a lot, and planted a smile on her face. But before the words could come out of her mouth, Remus himself had beat her.

“Would you like to come to the Three Broomsticks with me?,” he questioned.

It took her a few seconds to understand what he had asked because of how rushed he’d spoken. Her eyes widened at the notion of going on a date with him. Was it even a date? A small voice wondered inside her head. Ignoring it, she replied with a short yes. His entire demeanour immediately transformed. Remus’s eyes didn’t hold too much worry now and a large smile decorated his face.

The trip to the popular pub was shorter than it normally was, but (Y/N) guessed that had been for how much she and Remus talked while walking to the town. When they arrived, the warm and cozy ambient, although a bit smoky and crowded, received them like a bright lamp post in the middle of nowhere pointing out the pathway. Even if (Y/N) loved winter and snow, a hot butterbeer didn’t seem too bad after being exposed to the cold wind.

Sitting down at one of the tables from the right corner of the shop, right next to a large window and giving the back to one of the walls, she could see the entire place. But her eyes were now glued to the Gryffindor seated in front of her, who was trying not to look like he was going to pass out from the nerves of having a date (was it a date?) with the most gorgeous girl in Hogwarts, maybe even the whole world.

They passed the rest of the afternoon getting to know each other, chatting regarding the things they loved and hated from Hogwarts; complaining about professors and the amount of homework they sent; laughing because of some ridiculous story told by Remus (he swore his breath got caught in his lungs as he watched her throwing her head back while letting out a loud laugh, eyes shining with happiness and not caring, for the first time, about the looks from the people in the place). They discussed their favourite muggle authors, the most amazing films that had ever been made and their dreams after finishing their education.

(Y/N) had felt herself falling all over again for him while watching him talk about how much he’d loved being a professor and being there for his students. The passion and shine in his eyes rivaled even the brightest star in the night sky.

And Remus had seen the same expression in her face when she talked about becoming a known writer in both the muggle and wizarding world. Despite her excitement, he recognised something else in her eyes, perhaps uncertainty or even sadness. When he asked about it, (Y/N) confided in him the fact she was scared about trying it.

“What if it’s a waste of time? What I’m supposed to write about?”

“It won’t be a waste of your time if it makes you happy,” he reassured her, “and the ideas will come to you, don’t worry. You can even write about us.” (Y/N)’s eyes quickly made their way into his after hearing that. “I mean, about this part of our world”. She couldn’t help but feel quite disappointed.

“Wouldn’t I be violating the Statute of Secrecy?”

Remus raised his shoulders a little as he pressed his lips together, clearly trying to stop a smile from forming in his face.

“It’s not like the Ministry is going to find out,” he whispered, so only (Y/N) could be able to listen to him, “ who’s going to tell them about it? Me?”

A scoff left her mouth and she rolled her eyes playfully at him. Was this really happening? Remus Lupin, the boy she had a crush on in her fourth year, sitting in front of her, encouraging her to follow her dreams.

“Is the Golden Boy and Prefect of Gryffindor House actually saying that I should just break an International Law?” she joked while shaking her head in disbelief, “McGonagall would be so heart broken”.

Now it was his time to roll his eyes. Directing a smirk at her, he leaned back in his chair, more relaxed and with a new light glowing around him.

“Look, I would love to write about this world. But ambition is not the only trait that got me in Slytherin,” (Y/N) declared. She beamed when he furrowed his brows together in confusion, getting closer to the table and placing his elbows on top of it. “Violating that Law is having a death wish and self preservation is one of my top priorities”.

“I can’t help but agree to that”.

The hours kept running and people began to leave the pub, but not them. They had stayed until the owner told the teenagers he was closing. Not (Y/N) nor Remus had noticed where the time had gone. Quickly, they collected all of their belongings and left the establishment in a hurry. (Y/N) didn’t want to think about the punishment they’d received if they were caught.

Fortunately, they made it to the castle in one piece. Once they were a few meters away from the entrance, they started to laugh. None of them knew why, it just seemed like a good time to do it.

“What happened to you and your advice of breaking the rules?” (Y/N) said in the middle of a laugh.

“I hope this doesn’t become a tradition, Mr. Lupin, Ms. (Y/L/N),” a stern female voice said in front of them. Professor McGonagall was standing gracefully in front of the door, her arms crossed over her chest and a furious expression implanted in her face.

Remus and (Y/N) looked at each other, the same thought running through their minds. They were so screwed.

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December 25th.

Dear (Y/N):

I’m sending this letter to wish you a Merry Christmas and a great New Year, even though it’s not the 31st yet, but well… that doesn’t really matter right now.

I remembered you talking about how much you wanted to read more classics, and I couldn’t help myself. Inside the box, you will find Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley, and Wuthering Heights, by some other lovely woman named Emily Brontë. I’m not so sure about why you would enjoy them as much as I did, but maybe they’ll inspire you on your journey of becoming a writer. It won’t hurt visiting new worlds to fill your mind with ideas.

Also, and I hope this doesn’t bother you, the books are not brand new. They were read by me and have some marks on the pages, but I don’t like giving new books as gifts. I think that if they were used, they are even more special and hold more value.

Can’t wait to see you once the break is over.

Sincerely, Remus John Lupin.

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The grin on her face never abandoned her after reading Remus’s letter and opening the silver paper with golden stars all over it, in which he had wrapped the two books he had mentioned. In fact, it lingered on her for the rest of the day, accompanied with a special and renovated brightness in her eyes.

Before letting the owl return back to its owner, (Y/N) gave her some food and water, and when it was ready, she attached a small box with red paper on the exterior and a green bow at the top. She had also prepared a gift for him, even if it wasn’t that meaningful (at least, that was what she thought). (Y/N) only hoped he would enjoy the chocolate stash, full with different muggle and wizarding ones she had thought he could try, while the owl stepped away from her windowsill.

Around eight p.m, she finally went to bed and despite spending the day interacting with her family, (thing that tired her out pretty quickly), (Y/N) was more awake than ever before. Laying down on her bed with a cup of tea and an old blanket that had once belonged to her sister, covering her legs, she grabbed one of the books Remus gifted her, ready to dwell in Mary Shelley’s world.

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