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uefb · 2 years ago

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I posted 158 times in 2022

That's 158 more posts than 2021!

61 posts created (39%)

97 posts reblogged (61%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@afrenchaugurey

@unnamedelement

@uefb

@nifflersgelt

@katisfania

I tagged 158 of my posts in 2022

#newt scamander - 111 posts

#fantastic beasts and where to find them - 60 posts

#autistic newt scamander - 56 posts

#my stuff - 56 posts

#tina goldstein - 49 posts

#newtina - 31 posts

#theseus scamander - 30 posts

#fantastic beasts fanfic - 30 posts

#fic: with its head under one wing - 26 posts

#fantastic beasts - 22 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#also i have so much in my brain abt interwar history rn that no one understands my jokes rn bc they’re referencing events that are 90 year s

My Top Posts in 2022:

Hello, Wizarding World fandom -

if this isn’t appropriate for every single war and relationship in your brain, then I don’t know what will be. Currently tearing up about Newt & Tina it’s fine

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My knuckles were bruised like violets

Sucker punching walls

Cursed you as I sleep talked

Spineless in my tomb of silence

Tore your banners down

Took the battle underground

And maybe it was egos swinging

See the full post

25 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

Jacob Kowalski doesn’t need magic to make chaos:

There is absolutely some reality out there in which Jacob shows up to a friends&family holiday party grinning like a loon, thinking he is THE funniest person in the world as he watches Newt and Bunty unwrap these:

Newt blinks.

Bunty snorts a giggle.

Tina takes it upon herself to correct the punctuation while Queenie charms the words a brilliantly glittering gold—

At which the niffler in the depth’s of Newt’s pocket sniffs and leaps:

It shatters a mug and tips over the menorah, setting the Christmas tree on fire in one chaotic swoop

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30 notes - Posted December 13, 2022

Newt Scamander and Stimming: One of many possible examples

Not me watching clips of these movies over and over and over again because I’ve never seen someone who moves quite like me (and isn’t a manic pixie dream girl) represented in media.

Sorry, I couldn’t get it to download with captions. You can watch it with captions at this link.

32 notes - Posted October 25, 2022

I will die on the “Theseus & Newt actually love each other dearly they’re just wildly different people” hill. (Or, rather, they are similar people whose “means to the ends” just look very different.)

So have some adorable 8-year-old Newt and 16-year-old Theseus.

Also this is unedited forgive me the excessively long sentences

39 notes - Posted December 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Headcanon: Why do I feel like this sums up Theseus and Newt’s entire relationship / their entire family all the way back through childhood?

Blue screenshot from unposted chapter of fic x

Like…

Age 6: Newt’s dissection of a horklump is so precise his mum sends off his sketches and notes to the Hogwarts library and theseus doesn’t find out until the next spring when he’s scouring the stacks for a diagram for his Care of Magical Creatures final

Age 8: Newt’s mum puts him in Muggle primary school to help him learn social skills but the kids are boring and awful so Newt starts accidentally magicking himself into the woods outside the school for 2 weeks straight and just walks back to the yard for pick-up in the afternoons. Doesn’t tell anyone until the Ministry shows up at their house to ask his parents if they know their son’s been performing complex underage magic

Age 10: Newt gets bitten by a ridiculous number of doxies while investigating an infestation and his parents only find out when he passes out at the dinner table and Theseus only finds out when he comes home for Easter and asks his brother why his arm looks so lumpy and why he has a children’s ward hospital bracelet

Age 13: Leta bullies Newt into trying out for the Hufflepuff house team in September because they’re down players and he’s absurdly fearless when it comes to flying, and then he’s on the team for a full year, but his family only finds out when the Prophet covers the final matches of the Inter-house Cup in May, and Newt immediately quits after the final game (“it was cutting into my forest time!”), much to his brother’s chagrin

Age 14: Newt gets a school-wide award for an herbology essay on the scientific and magical distinctions between plant and animal characteristics in semi-sentient plants like venomous tentacula and devil’s snare and his family literally doesn’t find out until his expulsion hearing (but his mum still puts the award up on the wall anyway)

Age 16: Relatedly - Newt gets rather dramatically expelled but Theseus only finds out two days later when he runs into Newt in the DMLE corridor on his way to his hearing, because poor communication runs in the family and their father forgot to tell Theseus where he went Tuesday night after that barrage of Hogwarts owls showed up at 10PM

I could go on

why is this so funny to me

53 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

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intomybubble · 2 years ago

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Im trying to find that one childhood friends to lovers manga where one is a shy tomboy who wants to be cute and the other is a guy who is a reluctant, but very proficient crossdresser

It was a long time until there was a new translation update until recently so i think i can find it quick…

edit: YES FOUND IT REMEMBER TO TAG YOUR CONTENT SO YOU CAN FIND IT LATER PALS

Otonari Complex. From the last time I checked, there are 40 chapters translated but between ch 38 and 39 was like 2 years… I haven’t personally checked if anyone picked this series up properly but I really hope so. I remember liking this one and where the translations left off was the confession and them getting together

#desiree talks #desiree reads

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blanketorghost · 11 months ago

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Though your experiences are entirely valid, I myself can vouch that not everyone reacts to fat shaming and weight based bullying in that same way. Especially since I was able to see/experience both sides of the spectrum with me being shamed for being 'skeleton-like' and my friend being bullied for being fat.

In fact, our choices in style were completely reversed. She used tight and figure hugging clothing often, especially after reaching puberty, whilst I myself chose baggy and oversized clothing. I think it also comes to show how Azul views his body post-dieting. When someone starts a diet/working out to achieve a certain body image, they start wearing clothes that fitthem better to show off their progress. I'm sure you've seen a myriad of 'progress videos' on tiktok where people in their weight loss journey wear some of their old clothes vs their new clothes to show off just how much weight they've lost. Not to mention the absolute hellscape that is ana inspo pages and forums. Azul likes to show off his figure because it is proof of how much he's progressed in his weight loss journey (as unfortunately unhealthy as it is). Why? Because it also asserts his superiority over the bullies he had. He can no longer be made fun of for being fat if he starves himself enough to not be. Body image issues are far more complex and I honestly am not qualified to even go deep enough on a character's backstory to fully encompass his thought processes as, again, I am the opposite. But from what's been shown in his story + my personal witness account and what social media shows, it's more probable that the ways Azul deals with his self image in relation to weight is more of a twisted way of self-assurance and pride over what he's 'achieved'. Just look at Eugenia Cooney for example (TW: extreme ED). Honestly, it makes me think that the way Yana illustrates Azul vs What he'd actually look like, is extremely misleading since he was created to appeal to teenage girls rather than show accurate rep. In fact, it often makes me feel sick to think about how realistically Azul would look like below his clothes, because it reminds me of my childhood self that was so thin I had to wear children's clothing far into my teenage years (which made me extremely ashemed of myself)

Also, I disagree on the twins' part. Sure, Azul may have initially told them to go away, but the thing about the twins is that they constantly pestered and seeked Azul's company until he relented because he was entertaining wether Azul wanted to or not. Floyd, Jade and Azul are keenly aware of this. And all three in Ch3 say as much. When the prefect asks Jade and Floyd why they hang out with him, Jade says that it's because they find him 'fun' in a way that implies that they see him as more like a funny little pet rather than as a person. At first, I think Azul would've pushed back as we see in his flashback, but Azul is also incredibly shreud and resourceful, and I think he would've easily caught onto the twins' appeal towards him. So he himself knows that the reason why the twins stick to him is because of the chaos he creates via his contracts. They themselves said they'd drop him as soon as he's no longer fun to hang around.

As for the Ramshackle thing, I believe that the entire plot is over the top ridiculous, and it was made that way to raise the stakes to urgency. Sure, the anemone problem is a big thing, but it could've been solved over a long period of time. Twst's game design is not created for these types of long, drawn-out narratives. Think mlp, for example. They have 20 episodes per season, all of which are 11-20 minues long, depending on what the network gives them. Twst is a game that, instead, has very quick chapters, often taking 5 minutes in the shortest. And sure, the books have been getting longer progressively, but let's compare Ignyhide, which had 80+ chapters divided into 200+ mini-chapters and routes. That's a lot more compared to Octavinelle's 39. There's definitely not much space to create a long, in-depth story. So, how do we create a sense of urgency? By upping the stakes. And what was the biggest achievement for the MC at the time? Ramshackle.

It is also important to note that Azul wasn't the only one who had Ramshackle as collateral, but Crowley too threatened to kick out MC if they did not stop Azul. If they lost Ramshackle to Azul, they could go into another dorm, as shown by Riddle and Jack's compassion. But if Crowley decided to basically disown MC, they would not even have the means to pay for their food. The staff also needed to create tension that would fit the Little Mermaid movie and the stakes for the 3 day period given for the plot.

For Ariel, her voice was her biggest asset. For the MC, it was Ramshackle. And sure, one could argue Ariel's story had lower stakes because she would've still been a princess, and she still would've had a home, but in the original Little Mermaid, the mermaid would've died if she didn't get true love's kiss. The stakes were much higher. And with Twst being a much more mature interpretation of Disney stories, Ramshackle would've been the equivalent of Ariel's voice and a better way to raise the stakes. (Because let's face it, if it weren't for that, MC wouldn't have been personally affected by the contracts. They were never an anemone and could've let Ace, Deuce, and Grim work for Azul without much concequence)

Many people have already shown why Ramshackle would've been an awful second location for a 2nd branch café due to the location and cost of repairs. So why did Azul take that? Because it is something he knows MC values. Much like Azul with all of his contracts, which was something he worked hard for and honed for the entirety of his life, MC worked hard to restore Ramshackle to be a liveable place for them and Grim. In Azul's eyes, it is an equivalent exchange. And by keeping Ramshackle's ownership over MC's head, he ensures they won't try anything too rash and aggressive. That is Azul's MO. To instill fear. Was it cruel? Yes. Of course it was cruel. These characters are twisted off of disney villains. Which are branded as delightfully evil. The only one who probably doesn't fit that mark is the queen of hearts, and that is because Wonderland works with an entirely different set of morals, logic, and rulesets we are not meant to understand. But I would never pinpoint any character as more evil than the others. Especially when disney is so finicky about it. Maleficent at one time was considered the most evil disney villain up until her live action movie era, and she was up against the likes of Frollo.

Also, Azul never went out of his way to go against the. In fact, he probably wouldn't have bothered us if we hadn't tried to free all of the anemones (upwards of 200+ students, i believe). And the MC wouldn't have bothered unless their friends weren't involved. In fact, it is made clear that Azul's plans to take over Ramshackle were something he had wanted to do before MC became its resident, as stated in-game at how Azul had been pressuring Crowley to sell the location since his freshman year. MC, in all honesty, was just a minor inconvenience to Azul, lol. We were never that important to him in the first place. The reason why he gathered info on us wasn't because of malicious targeting either, but rather because he keeps tabs on everyone as a form to maintain a sense of control.

I think that an important thing people forget when playing twst is that the MC is never the catalyst for the events that happen in the game (in fact, this is a common complaint on the fandom; about how the MC is barely involved in the events of the game). But rather, all events and overblots would've happened regardless. Ace would've still defied Riddle and caused a riot, Crowley would've still caught on to the injured magift players and found out Leona, Leona and other anemones would've still banded together to try and defy Azul and his conteacts, eventually resulting in overblots— which visually represent psychotic breaks.

Also, book 6 is still very very shortly after everyone's overblots. Riddle's was at the start of the year, so that places it at roughly 6 months ago. Leona's was at the middle of the semester, which would've been 5-ish months. Azul's was right after midterms aka the end of the 1st semester, so that places it squarely at about 3-4months ago. Jamil's was during christmas break, which would've happened 1-ish weeks after Azul's overblot, Vil's was at around february-march (given how it was stull winter during VDC) and chapter 6 takes place A WEEK after Vil's overblot.

I can not stress this enough as a psychiatric patient and as someone who has family and friends who struggle/struggled with mental illness. Recovery and change take a lot of fucking time. Especially changing behaviors that have been ingrained for years. Riddle is still being abused by his mother. Azul only stopped being bullied only around 4 years ago (less than a third of his life). Jamil is still an indentured servant. Leona still has lethargy (largely caused by) undiagnosed chronic depression and Vil is still constantly overscrutinized by both the public and himself. These patterns of behavior take years to change. It took me 3 years into my recovery to actually stop self-sabotaging, and even then, I still had a warped sense of self-worth. A month or two of therapy simply isn't enough to see substantial change. And these boys have been in less than 6 months of it.

I know it is difficult to have a sense of time due to the game's slow release schedules, but that is a technical limitation of the medium, and in-universe the actual amount of time that has passed has been extremely short. It's unfair to criticize the characters' lack of growth when such little amount of time has passed.

And to address the tags, I am not using Azul's trauma to justify or minimize his actions, but rather I am explaining how his trauma affects his day to day interactions with others and his thought process.

I and my friend are living proof that bullied kids don't have to always become bullies themselves later in life, but that does not mean that there isn't a slippery slope that can lead others to become ones. Hence why discussing and taking into account other perspectives from people with other experiences is so important, it makes you understand others better. You don't need to like Azul to understand him, but learning to understand a character can make their story much more insightful.

My thoughts on Azul:

I haven’t really talked about my feelings for TWST characters but I feel strongly about Azul in the way that I very much dislike him.

- Spoilers for Book 3 and maybe 4

- This is all my opinion really but I don’t think it’s super unfounded.

First off, I feel like his game design could have been better. Yes, he looks fine (in my opinion) but I feel like the game creators had so many options in what to do with him. With Jade and Floyd, even in human form they still somehow resemble eels, but there’s no part of Azul’s design that really shows off more of his octopus merman side. (Side comment: I think that the game designers did Octavinelle dirty with their dorm uniforms. It’s literally just a suit with some accessories. Like come on)

Second off, the part that I really dislike is how his character is portrayed. I know that he is based off of Ursula and therefore has to act like her, but I feel like his backstory that we see after his overblot doesn’t really provide a good enough reason for how he turned out like this and how he acts toward other people.

More on the second point - we see Azul to be bullied which pushes him to want to be better and get back at those who made fun of him. I think that’s a reasonable thing to do - as someone who has been bullied, I have definitely thought about what it would be like to get ahead of them and make them regret being mean to me - not in a violent way but in a ‘they realize I’m so much better and more talented’ kinda way.

But the thing is, Azul doesn’t stop at that

We see that people are having things taken and we see how Azul begins his contract making and such. But he goes beyond that, he starts to make contracts and screw over people who DIDN’T do anything with him. We know from Book 3 that he ran his anemone-study guide stunt last year as well. None of those kids bullied him for his weight, he simply did it to get ahead and be ‘owed’ something.

What I think happened is that Azul felt good after getting the better of those kids when he was young, and then just continued it. His actions in the TWST timeline can’t be justified by him being bullied in the past because he’s already gone above and beyond for that.

That also pulls out another point - but I (don’t hate me for this) think that Azul’s overblot was the most undeserving. Yes, it’s painful to lose something you worked hard and long for. Yes, initially the trauma of being bullied was what got you on this path. But the way that he freaked out, put people in danger, all for bullying as kid? It doesn’t seem justified enough.

One of the main things I’ve seen people complain that they don’t really like about the game is how it doesn’t really seem like the Overblot Boys get enough of a character arc, as their personalities stay the same. This is also true of Azul. In Book 4, he acts exactly the way that he acts in Book 3, and it annoys me that all these people are going through TRAUMATIZING EVENTS and don’t seem to change, while also the player never gets to see what consequences they get.

Also did we ever see the reason why Azul is very ‘I did this now you owe me’ ‘I can’t accept your help because I’ll be in your debt’??

Anyway yeah, that’s my take on Azul. Pls don’t come at me for it.

#reblog #like yeah i absolutely hate snape from hp #actually i dont rly like the latter hp series at all #but i understand how his upbringing and backstory brought him to the place he was at up until his death #bullying and radicalization is a big slippery slope too!#we see that with incels a lot

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krethes · 3 years ago

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Sooo I was also tagged by @bluesundaycake and @polyjuicedpadfoot, but I'll just stick to the 5.

1. Did You Miss Me? | Rated E | Wolfstar, Jily, Other | 382,524 published words, 39/58 chapters (COMPLETE, M/W/F updates) Modern, non-magical texting AU with big narrative portions and heavy themes.

READ THE TAGS and Ch 1 for Important Warnings/Descriptions!

Co-written with @fantismal, this feels like a Magnum Opus, lmao. It's the longest (by FAR) fic I've written, and we got to construct a world from the ground up with complex characters and multiple plots that are cohesive and entertaining and heart-wrenching.

Though the new boy at Hogwarts University, James Potter, appears to be an adorable himbo with deep pockets, Remus Lupin and his friends instead find a horrifically dark past on Google. Did he really attack that boy and leave him for dead? Why won't he talk about his mysterious childhood best friend, "Pups"? Would it kill him to stop messing with his hair?

At least Remus got his phone back after losing it, but now he can't stop texting the mysterious number of the man who had sent it back. Padfoot is funny and charming, and Remus is NOT going to fall in love with him.

2. Lines | Rated E | Wolfstar | 23,533 words, 5 chapters Canon Divergent AU, DILF!Wolfstar at 56.

This was just an exercise in self-indulgent, serotonin-boosting smut. This is the happy ending they deserved, and I adore exploring established, secure relationships.

As if feeling Sirius’s eyes on him -- and maybe he does, Remus just Knows Things sometimes -- he looks over his shoulder with eyes heavy-lidded and sleepy. “We’re far too old to be having morning sex and you know it, Padfoot,” he warns, his voice still gravely and deep from slumber.

3. Smoke Trails | Rated T | Wolfstar | 20,156 words, 6 chapters Get-together fic with 6th-year Marauders, involving misunderstandings, miscommunications, and moonlit confessions.

This was my first chaptered fic without time skips. I wanted to put my idea of how Wolfstar got together out there and show some truly tender moments between them. I'm endlessly proud of this fic, and it won several awards on the Harry Potter Fanfic discord, which is still mind-blowing to me!

Sirius has a surprise planned for Peter's 17th birthday, which has the littlest Marauder ill at ease and Remus on high alert. Muggle cigarettes, fancy lighting tricks, firewhiskey, and late-night confessions lead to spilled truths and hurt feelings.

4. Quintuple Meter | Rated E | Wolfstar | 7,811 words, 5 chapters Non-magical, modern, musicians AU. Remus is a renowned cellist and Sirius is an accomplished pianist.

I wrote this for the Wolfstar Discord's 2021 Wolfstar Bingo under the "Musicians AU" prompt and I wanted to do something other than like, a band fic. This is another self-indulgent write for me because I play the cello (and viola & violin) and have been in love with the instrument since before I really knew its name. Sirius knows magic isn't real—that's the stuff of story books and fevered dreams—but now, watching Remus play, he reconsiders his convictions.

Pianist Sirius Black has worked his entire life for this opportunity and considers himself a master of his craft. Remus Lupin, the most sought-after cellist in Europe, proves him wrong.

5. Silver for Monsters | Rated E | Wolfstar | 18,829, 4/? chapters Witcher AU with Wolf School Witcher Remus and Aen Seidhe Sirius.

I don't even know where to begin explaining myself... I fucking love the Witcher franchise and I was listening to Wolven Storm one day like hmm...yeah, I can make this Wolfstar. I've gone full-throttle into my poetic descriptions and the animosity between Sirius & Remus was/is so fun. It's not finished, I KNOW, but DYMM? delayed it and I'm finally feeling up to writing long things again!

Eyes narrowed to protect against further assault, Remus tracks the origin of the noise to a tree 100 yards away at the edge of the river. Lightning shatters again overhead, illuminating a tall, slender figure perched high on a branch and a flash of teeth -- perfectly white and smooth, no cuspids, before they're lost to the shadow of the leaves and he's left with a tinkling, mocking laugh.

"Gar'ean, Vatt'ghern. Aé ess'neén aen aep taedh aep marw." (Careful, Witcher. You'll catch your death out here.)

He squints to stare at the boughs again, bristling. Elves. What an elf was doing in Hogsmeade, a human village of little renown, was beyond him. Grimacing, Remus reclaims his silver sword from the sticky corpses and stalks over to the drowner nests at the riverside. Two carefully-placed palm-sized bombs later, and Remus retrieves the silver necklaces of the two women who fell prey to the monsters. He’ll try to return them to their families, if they even want them back. Superstitious lot, humans.

#be proud of your own work #asks for krethes #self love #but in the kinda way #did you miss me #lines #smoke trails #quintuple meter #silver for monsters #my fics

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ineffably-good · 3 years ago

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Fanfic writers game!

Fic Writers Game

I was tagged by @izabella95! Yay!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

39 works. But most of them are really long. If you go by chapters there would be a couple hundred.

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

548,869 words. (Wow. See? Long!)

3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Originally Doctor Who, and now Good Omens.

4) What are your top five fics by kudos?

Because I missed you (and I like it when you bite) [Archive of Our Own]

Kodachrome (was: Because you move me) - [Archive of Our Own]

The Bet - megzseattle - Good Omens - [Archive of Our Own]

Modern Love (Walks Beside Me) - [Archive of Our Own]

Faeted, Part One - [Archive of Our Own]

5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Oh heck yes! Comments are the best thing ever. Absolutely straight serotonin. Made some really really good friends from comments.

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I’m famous for my happy endings but Tell Me Lies - [Archive of Our Own] probably comes the closest.

7) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

No, I don’t really care for crossovers, personally. I think I’ve read one or two in my whole life. Sorry, just my preference. There was one where Buffy met the Doctor that was pretty good.

8) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Not in any major way. One chapter of one of the Serpent and the Seagull got a nastyish comment from a reader who had some kind of childhood trauma triggered by the way Freddie the snake talks, but it was very mild.

9) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Nope, not ever. My kid reads my fanfics. She is actually very cool about having a mom who writes fanfics but if I wrote smutty fanfics? She’d die. I’d die. I write right up to the edge of it and then scenes quietly fade to black and we pick up with our heroes later.

Do I read it is a whole other question. :) :) :)

10) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope. Horror. Do people do that?

11) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes I have!

12) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, I think twice. Both with @zeckarin-blaise, one of my favorite people. We wrote these two and it was really fun: Of Broccoli and Roses (And Other Domestic Pursuits) - [Archive of Our Own] Through the Windows - Zeckarin, [Archive of Our Own]

13) What’s your all time favourite ship?

Oh well, obviously it’s Aziraphale x Crowley. Also quite fond of 11th Doctor x Amy. And occasionally 10th Doctor x Jack which I have written a tiny, tiny bit about.

Other favorite ships – haven’t written them, but David/Patrick on Schitt’s Creek floats my boat and I should probably write something about them someday, and of course Nicky x Joe in The Old Guard. But I will probably not expand my fanfic writing fandoms to include these.

14) What’s a WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I started this story about the Greek words for love and damned if I can finish it: By Any Other Name - [Archive of Our Own]

Also I hinted at a larger (and seemingly hysterical) story about Aziraphale and the Olmec king in some of my prompt fics and I’ve been meaning to get back to that and just haven’t. I can’t remember where that lives.

Also – dear to my heart but unfinished forever is the sidebar I wrote as a companion to Tell Me Lies. I wanted to do more with this and tried but got stuck: Side Project: Aziraphale's List of Lies [Archive of Our Own]

15) What are your writing strengths?

I hear from my beta that I’m really good at description. I also think I’m pretty good with snappy dialog.

16) What are your writing weaknesses?

Finding my own plot holes. Seeing where my villians need more development. Frequently despairing of any story that gets complex and needing to be talked down off a ledge.

17) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I’ve never done this, or thought about it. Well maybe I have a line or two of French somewhere. I seem to recall asking my beta Zeck how to say something once or twice.

18) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Doctor Who. First thing I ever wrote was chapter one of The Doctor’s Rulebook, which became quite popular back on the fanfiction.net site way back in the day. The Doctor's Rulebook - megzseattle - Doctor Who (2005) [Archive of Our Own]

19) What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

It’s hard to say, but of the Serpent and the Seagull series, I’m inordinately fond of I Will Follow You Into The Dark - megzseattle - Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett [Archive of Our Own]. It was the first heavily plotted, fight scene including thing I’d ever written. I think I’ve gotten better at both of those things since.

First in my heart is my Good Omens AU that I just finished. Super long and at least half of my word count on AO3.

I don’t know who to tag! How about @zeckarin-blaise and @sevdrag (who both have way more pressing things to do) any one else who wants to play?

#writer games #because I don't feel like working on my query letter

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nothingbutfangirlsmut · 4 years ago

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The Girl out of Time

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Background: Willow Roffe was born and raised in Brooklyn. She lived her life as happily as she could with her two childhood best friends Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers. When they both left her to join the military she tried to continue with life but that didn't get to happen for her for the simple fact that she meant something to James Buchanan Barnes.

Rating: Story will be overall MATURE but not every chapter. There will be strong language, talk of both mental and physical abuse, some good ole angst, and smut. There will be a warning at the beginning of the chapter when it includes smut.

Chapter 39

*Two Years Later*

It's been a total of five years since the snap and half the universe turned to dust. Five long years that Steve, Nat, and the remaining avengers have been trying everything to fix what happened. The only one not invested in fixing things was Tony. I couldn't blame him though. He had everything he ever wanted. He had a nice quiet simple life with Pepper and their daughter. He hasn't lost what he loved most like some of us.

As much as Steve wanted me to keep faith in him it had slowly slipped away. I trust Steve with my life and my daughters life but I don't believe he can fix what happened. The people we lost in the snap are gone forever. Everyone just needs to accept that so the universe can try to move on.

"Uncle Stevie!" Sarah shouted as she ran through the complex.

I noticed it wasn't an entirely playful shout or run. She seemed to have an actual purpose. I got up and followed swiftly behind her into the office where Nat and Steve were clearly in the midst of something.

"Uncle Stevie!" Sarah shouted to get his attention.

"Yes little soldier" he sounded exhausted.

"Someone's here" she said matter of factly.

"What?" We all questioned her at the same time.

"Someone's here. I saw the van driving up the road." She said sweetly.

Just then the speaker crackled. The monitor lit up showing us a view of the front door. A man appeared on screen. He looked familiar but I couldn't place him.

"Oh! Hi! Hi! Is anyone home? This is Scott Lang! We met a few years ago! At the airport! Germany. Antman!" The man shouted towards the camera.

Nat, Steve, and I all shared a confused look. Steve took off towards the door while Nat and I stayed back with Sarah. Sarah tugged at my shirt until I looked down at her.

"Who's the funny man?" She asked.

"He's another friend of ours from work." I told her simply.

"Another superhero?" She asked perking up instantly.

"Yea, apparently he's Antman." I shrugged glancing at Nat.

We met up with Steve and Scott in the lab of the complex. The guy looked completely lost and kind of out of it. He mumbled to himself as he paced back and forth. Steve and I shared a confused look.

"Scott, are you okay?" Steve finally asked.

Scott rubbed his hands together as he turned to look at us. He looked completely freaked out.

"Yea" he rubbed his face.

"Have any of you guys ever studied quantum physics?" He asked suddenly serious.

"Only to make conversation." Nat answered.

"Okay, so, five years ago, right before, Thanos. I was in a place called the quantum realm. The quantum realm is like its own microscopic universe. To get in there you have to be incredibly small. Hope, she's my, uh, she was my, uh, she was suppose to pull me out. And then Thanos happened and I got stuck in there." Scott explained

"I'm sorry that must have been a very long five years." Nat said softly.

"Yea, but that's just it. It wasn't. For me it was five hours. See the rules of the quantum realm aren't like they are out here. Everything is unpredictable. Is that anybody's sandwich?" Scott suddenly stepped over to the desk and grabbed the half of sandwich laying there.

"I'm starving" he added.

"Scott, what are you talking about?" Steve asked him.

"What I'm saying is, time works differently in the quantum realm. The only problem is, right now, we don't have a way to navigate it. But what is we did? I can't stop thinking about it. What if we could somehow control the chaos? What if we could navigate it? What if there was a way that we could enter the quantum realm at a certain point in time then exit the quantum realm at another point in time? Like before Thanos." Scott explained quickly.

"Wait, are you talking about a time machine?" Steve asked.

"No, no, of course not. No not a time machine. It's more like, um, yea, like a time machine. I know it's crazy. It's crazy. But I can't stop thinking about it. There's gotta be some- it's crazy." He stopped shaking his head like he was defeated.

"Scott, I get emails from a raccoon. So, nothing sounds crazy anymore." Nat said simply.

"So who do we talk to about this?" Scott asked.

“Tony?” I asked turning to Steve and Nat.

“Definitely” Steve nodded.

I gathered up Sarah to put her in the car. By the time I had her buckled in the others were coming out. Steve drove us to Tony’s cabin which he now called home with Pepper and their daughter Morgan. It would be nice for Sarah to get at least a few minutes with another kid.

When we pulled up Tony was stepping up onto the porch with Morgan in his arms. He turned around knowing who was here immediately. I unbuckled Sarah then stepped back letting her run over to Morgan.

“Sarah!” Morgan cheered happily.

The two girls collided in a hug and giggles.

“Why don’t you take Sarah inside and show her all your toys.” Tony told Morgan.

The two girls nodded then ran hand in hand into the cabin. We stepped up on the porch to talk to Tony. There was a moment of tense silence that was broken by Pepper bringing out a tray of glasses and a pitcher of what looked like tea. Once Pepper was inside Scott instantly started explaining the time travel scenario to Tony.

“We know what it sounds like.” Scott finished when he saw Tony’s face.

“Tony, after everything you’ve seen, is anything really impossible?” Steve asked.

“Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck scale which then triggers the Deutschland Proposition. Can we agree on that?” Thank asked as he poured a cup of tea.

He handed the cup to Steve.

“Thank you” Steve said softly.

“In layman’s terms, it means you’re not coming home.” Tony said flatly.

“I did” Scott pointed out.

“No. You accidentally survived. It’s a billion-to-one cosmic fluke. And now you wanna pull a.. What do you call it?” Tony asked Scott.

“A time heist?” Scott said as a question.

“Yea, a time heist. Of course. Why didn’t we think of this before? Oh, because it’s laughable. Because it’s a pipe dream.” Tony said in disbelief as he sat in one of the wicker chairs.

“The stones are in the past. We could go back, we could get them.” Steve told him.

“We can snap our own fingers. We can bring everybody back.” Nat told them.

“Or screw it up worse than he already has, right?” Tony corrected.

“I don’t believe we would.” Steve said crossing his arms over his chest.

“Gotta say it. I sometimes miss that giddy optimism. However, high hopes won’t help if there’s no logical, tangible way for me to safely execute said time heist. I believe the most likely outcome will be our collective demise.” Tony explained.

“This is ridiculous there has to be a way to do this.” I told Tony.

Scott turned to speak directly to Tony.

“Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel. All right? It means no talking to our past selves, no betting on sporting events.” Scott started to explain.

Tony put his hand up.

“I’m going to stop you right there, Scott. Are you seriously telling me that your plan to save the universe is based on Back to the Future?” Tony asked him in disbelief.

“No” Scott said slowly.

I rolled my eyes. This is ridiculous.

“Good, you had me worried there. Cause that would be horseshit. That’s not how quantum physics works.” Tony told him like that was a fact everyone knew.

“Tony, we have to take a stand.” Nat told him.

“We did stand. And yet, here we are.” Tony told her.

“I know you got a lot on the line. You got a wife, a daughter. But I lost someone very important to me. A lotta people did.” Scott told him softly.

“Like a husband and father. You have no idea how hard it is to tell your child that her father was turned to dust trying to be a hero.” I said interrupting Scott.

“Now we have a chance to bring her and him back. To bring everyone back, and you’re telling me that you won’t even-“ Scott’s voice started to rise.

Tony sat up instantly cutting Scott off.

“That’s right, Scott. I won’t even. I can’t.” Tony told him sternly.

I heard the door open and close followed by two sets of tiny feet. Morgan ran to Tony jumping into his lap. Sarah came to sand next to me.

“Mommy told me to come and save you.” Morgan told her dad.

“Good job. I’m saved.” Tony said then hugged her.

He stood from his seat holding Morgan in his arms.

“I wish you were coming here to ask me something else. Anything else. I’m honestly happy to see you guys, I just, oh, look, the table’s set for eight.” Tony said softly.

“Tony, I get it. And I’m happy for you. I really am. But this is a second chance.” Steve glanced at me.

“I got my second chance right here, Cap. Can’t roll the dice on it. If you don’t talk shop, you can stay for lunch.” Tony said then walked into the cabin.

We all sighed collectively then slowly went back to the car.

“He’s scared” Nat said.

“He’s not wrong.” Steve admitted.

“Yeah, but, I mean, what are we gonna do? We need him. What, are we gonna stop?” Scott asked in disbelief.

“No, I wanna do it right. We’re gonna need a really big brain.” Steve said with a small smile.

“Bigger than his?” Scott asked clearly confused.

I patted his shoulder.

“We know a guy.” I told him.

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#nothingbutfangirlsmut #fanfiction #steve rogers #bucky barnes #bucky fanfic #bucky x reader #the girl out of time #bucky imagine #james buchanan barnes #bucky x you

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thecrenellations · 4 years ago

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Thick as Thieves Undead-Blog, Part One | when your liveblog falls in a well then climbs out covered in flour | my notes from reading the book for the first time, Spring 2017

Expect yelling, lines that stuck out to me, and references that might only make sense in my head! Do not expect any meaningful analysis; I was simply reading this book, losing my mind, and feeling like I was falling in love. (Context provided in italics.)

Part Two

Chapters 1-5:

Ch. 1 - Kamet meets Costis and finds out about Nahuseresh’s “death”

1. similar start to KoA and ACoK? and Thief?? feeling stupid

2. smashed bottle of remchik (amphora motif?)

RUSTICATE

oh no Nahuseresh why you’re married!

3. a new character! (Laela)

5. u look like a pomegranate

6. how old is Kamet?

8. “crooked men assume others are crooked as well” like thieves and philanderers...

10. Laela thinks Attolia is doomed?

ORNON????

“nature of world” is that what you really think?

trained as a child

11. poor eyesight

PAH COSTIS IS BACK i’m emotional

A VERY LARGE ATTOLIAN

12. THANK THE ETERNAL GODS HE WAS A CHATTY ATTOLIAN THAT’S WHAT YOU THINK

13. everyone is smart

a deep well of spite, low cunning

14. physical description of Costis?!?

he says he has so much power but he ... hides in alcoves? behind urns?

15. backward Attolia

a match made in hell (Kamet’s assessment of Gen and Irene)

K’s backstory

what does he like? does he WANT wealth and power?

16. *****“There is freedom and power” ***** (this quote was featured in some of the promotion before publication, I think, so it stuck out to me as especially important, though it probably would have anyway because it says a whole lot about Kamet’s perspective!)

oh no well there goes my wish for insight into Nahuseresh RIP (I didn’t LIKE Nahuseresh and particularly want to get to know him better, but I did go into this book hoping we’d get a more nuanced view of some of the Mede court ... turns out we absolutely DID get some serious insight into Nahuseresh despite him not appearing in person ... oof. I do still hope that RotT gives us even more Mede characters or fleshes out the other ambassadors - Akretenesh and Melheret (though we we just see them through the eyes of people like Sophos who vehemently oppose them) still seem less unique/complex/human compared to other antagonist-types like Ambiades, Sejanus, reader’s choice of baron.)

17. tears ... not for him though

21. Shesmegah = Philia?

22. Rabbit and Lion!!!

23. Bear ... thx mwt <3 plz don’t be foreshadowing (Gen compares himself to a dancing bear ... so “there had been a white bear once, a gift from the Braelings in the north, but it had died in the heat” is pretty ominous, especially considering the animal allusions to another character on the previous page!)

24. he’s leaving the gates an enemy of king!

Ch. 2 - Kamet bumps into Immakuk and then Costis, the Anet’s Dream burns

28. how do they know who’s a slave?

clothes, chain

it’s Odin (listen. Odin and Immakuk both have one eye and show up a lot! I was totally on the right track. Shoutout to The Saga of the Volsungs ;) )

Enforcers of Imperial Peace give me a break! (i mean, in the US police are often officially called “peace officers” so, fair)

is he a god? srsly

32. the first of my many lies (“you said after noon”)

is this post-annuxing? no?

We went to the theater

34. I am a good judge of men

35. “i could evade the attolian far more easily than the palace guard” he is a palace guard <3

36. HIS ACCENT IS STILL HORRIBLE also your god’s favor

37. uhhh omg

38. omg OMG OMGOMG OMG (this was me generally losing it at Kamet’s assessment of Costis and at “he told me his name, as if he expected me to use it” I still cannot get over that line)

that’s one way to get Ornon out of your hair

39. Has C picked up the mind-reading habit

“take a seat” ... parallel to first KoA scene with Costis and Gen?

40. so certain of my place in the world

DIVESTED himself of his shirt

41. soooooooo bad bad institution (Kamet is thinking about the other slaves being executed)

42. Mercy buds (Kamet and Costis/Shesmegah and Philia)

44. more retrospect/depth in narration than Sophos, even (“I should have had more respect for his quick thinking” etc)

"i wanted to believe i steered the course of my future” no it’s Gen aka the gods

47. Story time!

friends

53. Ziggurat vs tower?

54. Costis is good in a crisis

55. what is this (Kamet’s swimming struggles)

“cooped up”

Ch. 3 - Kamet and Costis stay in Sherguz, then leave by caravan

62. making excuses to hang w Costis 4eva

who set the boat on fire?

who was the merchant on it?

68. know my secret??

wtf Costis you put a rock in your breastplate?

73. holy shit “eloquent”

lol this scene! (Costis negotiating with Roamanj)

“you are asking this because i look like your generous old uncle” his uncle is NOT generous tho

75. what is palm grease? :o

does C really not know N is dead? what if he isn’t ....? (lol don’t give me too much credit for this thought, I quickly dismissed it)

76. sign of the idiot!

78. Aris! <3 Wish I hadn’t been spoiled for this! (by the character list absolutely crammed full of spoilers in all the new paperbacks)

79. Are these like the large caravans Eddis took?

85. around the fire interesting education vibes + romance?

I’m so proud of Costis!

Ch. 4 - Contains lions and backstory

89. Yes! (Namreen attack. I don’t know what in particular I was excited about. Possibly Costis’s comment that the guy who stabbed Kamet didn’t have his guard up? Or just everything.)

90. Wow! When u get over it, compare to Costis w/ Gen hurt!

93. “why namreen” OMG Kamet tell him!!! it’s important!

94. no one knows what my king knows

95. a herd of cats!

damn yeah issues

A LION!!! wtf

I would LOVE to hear Costis hiss

OMG COSTIS NO

96. prayers ouch ... oxe harbrea?

98. oh my god

101. Costis is kind

105. Costis is accustomed to passing the day in silence - but he fills the silence here w/ Kamet w/ horrible jokes!

god what was K’s childhood

106. OMG sand in food

107. OMG so cute (Costis telling stories about Gen)

108. So so so! :)

110. I am aghast I continue to be aghast I’m surprised This Incident wasn’t common knowledge tho (How did you come to Ianna-Ir? I punched the king in the face.)

112. well that was a long and slightly weird story (abt Costis’s story of the above. I was channelling something Martin says in the Cabin Pressure episode “Fitton” about the sauce?)

116. Attolian slang omg

literally the main suspense/climax is when is Kamet going to call Costis by his name?!?!!!

117. [doodle of caggi conversation, see photo at top of post]

126. omg they were both in Attolia but not together

if Kamet was in the kitchen then does he know Sandy? (LJ fandom name for Brinna before we knew who she was)

127. OMG nutcakes vs Irene (“She was as beautiful as the Queen of the Night, but the Attolian nutcakes ... were even more beautiful -- and they wouldn’t kill you.”)

looks like a nutcake is actually a nutcake

looks like a nutcake could actually kill u? (I THINK ABOUT THIS CONCEPT A LOT. someday I will make a post about it)

Ch. 5 - Road trip continues, Ne Malia/Koadester

131. So proud of Costis’s acting! (losing money to sell the chain)

136. the truth? (Kamet’s backstory)

we’re just getting more (as readers)

140. IT’S ODIN (onion farmer)

143. fastener?

144. wooo (thoughts about “new authority as a free man”)

151. crack in china cup returns

153. Costis you’re sharing your king’s confidence!

154. Eugenides here to break up your empire!

lol Melheret Gen why

156. “squabbles” wars all reduced to reliable trade route!

apparently I became too engrossed to take notes as their pursuers caught up to them, because that’s all for this chapter! The journey will continue when I’ve typed up more ... let me know if anything is incomprehensible. Thanks for reading!

#this got ... quite long so i'll post the rest later #thick as thieves #queen's thief #this was fun to revisit! thank you to everyone who encouraged me #it's so strange to see what i chose to comment on and what I just read #picture me walking across campus to printmaking class clutching the book and my notebook to my face #scribbling costis's name in all caps #heart pounding #etc #something i

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monolovebaron · 5 years ago

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Heaven & Hell Roman Company Season 2 MonoxBaron Story Summary (Analyzed and Explained)

Heaven & Hell Roman Company is a beautiful yaoi manhwa by mum published on Lezhin. Most of the readers got lost and confused in the story specially in season 2 so I have decided to make a summary for at least the 3rd pair introduced. Because their story uses foreshadowing, symbols and metaphors in the story that readers will miss being mesmerized to the beautiful and magnificent art of our awesome Mum.

Please be warned that this will contain much spoilers so it’s better to finish reading the manhwa first before jumping in to this summary and explanation.

Format: Bold characters are what is written in the book in the story and italize characters are POV or inner monologues. While quoted characters are dialogues.

If you’ll look at the story as a whole, you’ll find out that it’s about first loves and the Seme (Top) struggling to make his feelings come across the Uke (Bottom).

The story sets in a time when God realized that humans have advanced so much that angels and demons are no longer needed resulting to mass unemployment so he come up with an idea to create well, what else? Of course a company.

Just a brief,

The first pair introduced is Ginger a hybrid which later unleashed form is a devil and Rum which is a pure devil. They are childhood buddies since they were babies. Ginger falling in love and having fantasies about his childhood friend and struggling to confess his feelings as he is scared that what they have right now might be lost but in the end, things turned out right and Rum reciprocated the feelings.

The second pair is Monday a hybrid which unleashed form is a devil and Mananan a pure blood angel. Mananan claiming that he fell in love at first sight and Mon falling in love with the sincere him. In the second season, Mananan struggles by finding a solid proof that Monday feels the same way about him since he never heard him say that he like him too. While Monday struggles in the thought of their feelings might change or fade away after living together. But in the end, Monday confess his feelings and they finally agreed to live together.

Now to the pair that made me become invested to this manhwa that I have to write a summary like this so any future readers may stumble into.

Mono and Baron;

Mono is a pure blood angel and has the most complex character in the story. He teases people a lot; he’s a flirty and carefree man. He always has his guard and a control freak that you can barely see through his facade. He’s a hard man to understand and always seems to be scheming. But surprisingly is a faithful servant of God.

Baron on the other hand is a hybrid unleashed form of an angel. He’s strict and makes sure to always stick to the rules of his family. He thinks low of his self being a hybrid as their family is a line of pureblood angels. He always has a serious expression and thinks things carefully. Even though emotion does not seem to reflect on his face, he cares for the important people around him and he does everything to help them.

They did not have the season to focus on their story as the first season focused on GingerxRum and second season focused on ManananxMonday. A lot of readers may have miss the foreshadowing of Mono’s story that started early as Chapter 9 so in this summary I will breakdown all the foreshadowing, metaphors, explain them and tell the story to an order that will be easily understood.

First let’s take an understanding to Mono’s character…

1. He’s a flirty and carefree man;

Mono first appeared in Chapter 1 of the manhwa, teasing Ginger by whispering to his ears the details of how Ginger want to mess with Rum. According to Ginger, he does this every morning. And when ask by his sibling Gram when he have fun teasing Ginger, he answered;

“I’m just helping out with his fantasy. Won’t things go too slow if I just let it be? I just want to apply some pressure… and corner him.”

From this we can already see that behind the flirty attitude and his sadistic teases, he’s a control freak that wants things to get done and the things he do always helps the person he teases. This can also be shown as the way he teases Monday and although he picks on Mananan it actually help the relationship of the two. And later when he messes with Lego, in the end you’ll see that it helps him get off the trouble he’s been caught up to.

This is also the reason why he’s famous for flirting and is rumored to sleep with just anyone and has the biggest scandal in the company.

But Mono said in his defense in Chapter 37; “I don’t think I’ve ever initiated it myself.” And in Chapter 45; “They’re not being fair to a workaholic like me. I don’t do anything useless. I’m pretty valuable.” “I have no immoral hobbies either.”

2. Appearance of a young man, a Veteran

Mono’s first appearance was that of a young angel which seems to be on the same age or maybe younger than Ginger and Rum but with his authority and base on the things he can do, you can tell that he’s already a veteran in this job. And later we got a foreshadowing in Chapter 20 that this is not his true form. When the gang left him after their conversation Mono complained “You're all leaving this old man? so cruel~

And in Chapter 23 it was revealed that Mono’s true form is an adult.

In Chapter 27, when Monday commented he was surprised to see that Mono has a side of an adult on him, Mono replied “I’m not a full-fledged adult. No matter how hard I work, the reality is different. It’s not too surprising that some things don’t go as planned right~?”

And in Chapter 46 we had the explanation; Once the celestial beings embrace their selves, their physical growth stops. The archangel, Uriel is in a child’s body… and its rumored the other three also look different in their normal forms. Which means that Mono has not fully embraced his duties as an angel to be devoted only to God that’s why he refer to himself being not a full-fledged adult.

3. Angel of Guidance

In the beginning of time, all angels are born from the breath of God. But after God summoned the angels to experience all of creation, half of them started to feel emotions thus there are those born from angels and not from the breath of God. Mono is born from God. Even though he’s still young, Mono understood his duties and is faithfully doing it well up to present. As shown how he helps his brother Gram with his revelations and acting as a guardian angel for both Lego and Monday.

Now, Baron’s character;

Baron came from a famous line of military family. It’s a tough neighborhood where they’re all obsessed with finding a strong husband or wife and have strong prejudice against demons. Since he was a child, his relatives scorn at him saying he is not an angel. He grew up hearing them commanding him that he should get stronger and that he should prove his worth.

Throughout the story before revealing Mono’s love interest, it was hinted many times how he can’t move on from his first love;

In Chapter 17, while taking a bath with Ginger and Mananan, Mono teasingly comments to both of them; “But everyone knows first loves don’t work out~” “You shouldn’t push yourself too far, and just give up.”

In Chapter 26, Monday advised Mono to stop teasing his coworkers and Mono replied, “But it’s so annoying to see a first love working out. Maybe I’m being a little petulant~”

In Chapter 27, talking to Monday, Mono commented “First love is a scary thing.”

In short, Mono is being salty that his first love did not work out fine while others did.

To start understanding his story, we should go back to the time when they were young and attending school.

(Reference: Chapter 28, 37, 38, 39, 46)

The old me… believed everything would go the way I desired.

Angels are born to serve god. They love God and serve him completely. That's why they aren't born from the breath of God now. Even now, the majority of angels, who overcome such limitations... if they weren't born with the ability to live that way, they simply live their lives for God.

They were taught in class that regardless whether an angel is born from God, or from angels, everyone is the same. Mono being born from the breath of God, since he was young, can tell angels and demons apart easily. He’s keen in reading a person and understands them well.

I believed that when I wanted something… it would be mine.

The old me… thought everything… would naturally go the way I desired.

Hearing that Baron is one of the rumored hybrids and does not get along with everyone. Initially he approached Baron thinking that since he was the guiding star, he believes he can show him the right path and on his side notes it looks fun.

But things didn’t really go as planned…

When god gave the right to choose… half stayed to worship God… while the other half began to feel emotions.

Angels are born to love god. And so, if they cannot find another to love... they instinctively find a way to devote themselves to God. Ultimately, they are tools of god... and their emotions... are merely a borrowed concept.

“Which means they must return it once they've been given a task. What's the point anyway?” Mono commented while reading the book about angels. Little Mono understands that once an angel is summoned by God, he has to leave everything behind and return to God. But in the next panels, we see the young Mono sitting in front of the young Baron who’s reading a book…

And just when I was wondering what there was to love... I... met you.

Hybrids being born from both an angel and a demon has the right to choose whether their unleashed form will be of an angel or a demon base on their emotion. Baron always doubts if he can really be an angel so he’s always strict with his self and does not mingle with others.

“I thought I told you not to act like you know me.” “I didn’t come here to make friends.”

In Chapter 48 we see Baron rejecting Mono who wants them to be friends. Here it seems that Mono has been following Baron around most of the times. And though Baron seems to reject him, he let him follow him around walking by his side. They even sat in the same table to take a break.

Mono has also made an impression to Baron and in this Chapter, we get to see things in Baron’s perspective;

An age where people don’t know what to love… and age where people still hated one another. A time that was all normal. Mono was an oddity. Still born from god… and closest to both God and humans… they were the first family to be blessed with the image of man. And he has no regard… for all this good fortune.

Despite how Baron seems to be troubled about Mono following him around, he deeply thinks that Mono is a kind and caring angel.

In their conversation Baron commented that them; angels are just imitating the human’s emotion. That it was just a borrowed concept. He thinks it’s excessive.

“You can’t have emotions without feeling pain too.” Mono explained while opening a box of dessert.

“You sound like you’ve never been hurt.” Baron guessed.

Mono replied, “Not yet, I guess? Angels are naturally oblivious to that stuff.”

Feeling that he might end up not being an angel since he feels the despair, suffering, sadness and loneliness from his family he thought to himself that he’s useless.

When they talk about what they wanted to do in the future, Baron said, “Anything that will get me closer to God… that will let me love humans.”

“It’s okay. You’ll make it, for sure. So long as you don’t give up… because you are clearly an angel.” Mono assures him.

That was the first time I saw it. A face that said they loved someone… and a voice that console, “it’s alright.” It was so bright and beautiful… I felt like I would cry.

Here we can summarize that they both have affections for each other but it was also because of those affections that they end up trying harder and making a mistake. This part I will keep for the meantime before the end.

Now we go to the present timeline.

Baron’s character has been mentioned a lot before his official appearance but the first is when Mananan appeared in Chapter 9 as one of the new recruits. It was Mono himself who gave us the information.

“The recruit is from a famous military family. It’s a pretty rough neighborhood. I don’t like going there, either. I don’t like them. They’re all obsessed with finding a strong husband or wife. I got into a bit of a mess with his father over that…”

Here we get to know that Mono is involved with Mananan’s father.

In Chapter 16 Ginger asked Mananan if his parents do not teach him to approach someone. Mananan answered, “My parents had an arranged marriage so… It doesn’t matter, since I’m not close to my parents.” And ended up asking Ginger what is the meaning of love. Which concludes that Mananan was not created out of love.

In Chapter 27, Mono and Monday have a conversation as follows;

“No matter how hard I work, the reality is different. It’s not too surprising that some things don’t go as planned right~?” Mono while teasing Monday by poking his lips.

“First love is a scary thing.” He continued.

“You’ve only ever wanted to tease people since school. The one that liked it wasn’t me, but…”

“And? You’re prying, Monday.” Mono interrupts Monday.

Ch27.2 pg 24 is the short teaser before the official appearance of Baron. Here, Mono is talking with someone but the face was not yet revealed.

“You haven’t changed.”

“That’s true~ angels don’t age after all.” Mono replied. “You look taller... Baron.” He added later.

To love someone… and break up with them… that gives lots of fear.

The story of Mono and Baron is about resolving their conflicts in the past and giving each other a second chance. Mono struggles with his memories of the past because of a mistake he had made. He was too young and didn’t quite well understand to control his emotions. In the end, having experience his heart broken, he became hesitant and a coward who gives up and just accepts that he cannot do anything about it.

You can see this in Mono’s inner monologue in Chapter 42, “We’re just going to split up anyway.” And in Chapter 47, “You were too much of a burden.” and dialogue in Chapter 48, “Strange isn’t it? Being drawn to you because I couldn’t have you. So in order to win each other over… we say silly things and work hard… and end up disappointed. We’re so pitiful.”

Baron’s first official appearance is in the preview for Season 2. He is a judge and he came to the company as a back up in Uriel’s recommendation and as a temporary archangel in Raphael’s request. But in Chapter 39, Baron revealed to Mono that he also came there voluntarily and he’s willing to help a friend. Where Mono questions the term he used, “friends?”

He also commented that he’s surprised that Mono hasn’t changed at all. Because as mentioned earlier; angels who embrace their selves and devotes themselves solely to God stops their growth. We can see that Baron here expects that just like him, Mono is also affected by what happened to them in the past.

Mono was affected by his comment and avoid further discussion by answering that it’s just obvious because he’s not hesitant unlike Baron. He then changed the topic suggesting that it’s Baron who feels uncomfortable with him that’s why he decided to flatter him instead. To which Baron answered that it’s the contrary because Mono should be the one flattering him.

Here throughout, we go on a series of Mono and Baron’s continuous provocations against each other. No one’s directly addressing the concern of their past with each other.

In Chapter 45 when Baron said he’s only giving Mono an advice because of the affection they had for each other.

Mono goes on with him saying, “There was affection… and we were friends. And we were close for other reasons, too.” “Are you here to cry about how you can’t forget those feelings?” teasing Baron by caressing his chest. Baron stops him, silencing him with his hands saying, “Watch what you say. Mono.” While being flustered.

Did you ever think of me like that, even once?

As I mentioned earlier, even as a child, Mono was very keen in analyzing ones feelings so he knows that the affection they have for each other back then should be mutual. But since they broke apart, now that they are talking about affections, he started to question if Baron ever thinks of him the same way.

“It’s your expression I’m more interested in. What were you fantasizing about? Wait, don’t tell me you look so full of regret because of me? That must mean you were disappointed by how I looked. Or is this what you prefer?” Mono teases as he licks Baron’s hand.

Here Mono is trying to get answers from Baron’s expression and wants to know what does he expect and which of him Baron prefers? His adult form that has lingering feelings of the past or his young form devoted to God that has the same appearance with his memories of the past.

“You’re so arrogant.” Baron snatching back his hands.

Then we got to the Hades season. It’s a springtime ghost story that’s been rumored since the foundation of the company. It says that’ some employees vanish in spring and when they return, they've lost their memory... and the vicinity smells like flowers. In short, Hades world where Mono fall down to with Baron is a kind of memory harvest.

In Chapter 46, Mono started that he did not regret what happened at all. And Baron replied that there’s something he wanted to ask him about that time.

But after coming out of Netherland, Mono lost his important memories so he comes out in his adult form being unable to change back to his young form. As Hades agreed to the company’s proposal, they have to wait 6 days to get back their memories.

In his adult form, Mono became transparent on his emotions and feelings towards Baron. We see the vulnerable and sweet man he is hiding underneath his facade;

He reveals that just like Baron, he’s not completely unaffected. He contemplates to his actions of what he did and that it’s because he run away that things turned out the way they did.

He kisses Baron and wonders why he should push him away.

He vents his anger to Mananan knowing that he is Baron’s son with another angel.

In Chapter 50, Baron open up the topic of what happened when they broke apart.

“You seem to have forgotten what happened that day at school, no? I was sorry for that, then. It was not your fault.” Baron apologizes.

“No, it was. Don’t say it was an accident. You don’t even need to forgive me. I haven’t forgotten what happened that day. These past few days… whenever I close my eyes, the things that happened that day begin to come back to me. I just assumed that it was for your own benefit. The things you heard… I didn’t know anything. I was just happy.”

It was revealed that there was a recommendation for the Legal department that is being handed to Mono but Mono thinks of Baron first. He was excited to give it to him thinking that it will make him happy. But rumors began that Baron attained the recommendation because there’s someone backing him up and that he should be embarrassed and it eventually bring shame to Baron’s family.

“The things you said to me. The things I said to you. I’ve only forgotten a tiny sliver. It was a huge resolution… and if I were to try and remember… I doubt I could stand here in front of you, feeling what I do now.”

They ended up confronting each other. Baron asking why Mono did that without asking him first. And Mono could not tell his feelings for him ended up making excuses for giving Baron the recommendation.

“Do whatever you want Baron. I’ll do whatever you say.” Mono surrenders to Baron to which Baron wish for him to get back his memories. And Mono agreed to him.

All I wanted was to hold you, just once… all I wanted was for you to be happy.

"As always, you’re terribly thoughtful.” Mono complimented as he lay Baron on the table and started kissing from his feet. Yup they did the deed.

After getting back his memories, It was revealed that the memory Mono treasured and remembered the longest is that of a crying Baron. All he wanted is to hold Baron and make him happy. Realizing later that he ended up making a mistake because of his strong feelings, and this hurt Baron and made him cry... since then, he thinks that he does not deserve Baron. That he cannot do anything in his power to make him happy.

“I should’ve trusted you. I didn’t want to accept the fact that I couldn’t help you. Even though I knew I wasn’t good for you… I hated that even in that moment, I couldn’t stop liking you.” Mono finally confessed.

“You wanted to know why I came here. I received a lot from you when we were younger… I wanted to know if you were happy.” Baron confessed in exchange confirming that their feelings are mutual. That like Mono, all Baron wants is his happiness too.

“Oh dear~ I haven’t completely lost my mind, you know. Even if you say that, I’m not interested in married men… such a pity~” which means no matter how much Mono would love to take him for himself, he’s an angel and he cannot do something borderline illegal like having an affair with a married man.

“And I’m not interested in your juvenile appearance.” Baron retaliates.

They bid each other farewell since Baron have to go back for now though he commented that no one knows when they’ll meet again.

“It’s been a while since I broke off that marriage.” Baron whispered to Mono to clear things up before he go. (a/n: a.k.a. you can pursue me now xD)

And we see Mono blushing shouting, “You don’t have to tell me that!” knowing that Baron teased him into pursuing him which he might do later on.

Final thoughts;

I believe there are still more to Mono and Baron’s story. We only had a glimpse of their childhood and it’s not really clear how further they went with their affections for each other back then. Was Baron dropped out of school resulting to them being separated and Mono being unable to apologize? It also seems that what happened in school that time became also the reason why Baron was force in an arranged marriage. The locked door scene was also not shown and we only had a glimpse of Mono with his vest taken off and few of his shirt’s buttons down. Clearly, given a chance to pursue his first love, he will go right after Baron and I wanted to see that. I’m also interested what Mananan’s reaction will be after knowing the relationship between his father and Mono. It’s bittersweet that’s why I’m hoping that in the future, Mum will take this story again to continue Mono and Baron’s story because these cinnamon rolls have been through so much and I just want them to live a boring happy life T^T and of course there is Lego which I believe Mum has another story for; assuring us that he will also find his happiness.

This summary and explanation is how I understand the story after reading it. I only made this to help confused readers to understand the story a little better. There is no way I am trying to impose and convince anyone that my understanding of the story is the right one. You can reread the manhwa many times and come up with your own understanding of the story. Please support the author by purchasing her works and following her on twitter. She is currently working on another series. If ever this story is continued, I’ll see you again. For the meantime, Ciao! Have a great day!

#yaoi #manhwa #webtoon #h&h roman company #monoxbaron #mono #baron #heaven and hell roman company #mum #lezhin #angels #demons #romance #summary #explained

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enkisstories · 5 years ago

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The android cemetery (Chapter 18)

Viewed from the outside the apartment complex seemed to consist of window next to window and nothing else, long rows of glass held together by faith. Enabling people to live sheltered from the elements while still basking in the light - it really was a miracle of modern architecture (and materials). Alas, humanity! Behind all those high tech windows the humans were still the same old monkeys: mostly dissatisfied with everything, but easily distracted by sex. That was true as well for those not of the homo sapiens, but of the automaton deviansis variant.

It wasn’t the best afternoon for any of the three inhabitants of an apartment in the third row from the top. Daniel had continually scolded and insulted their new YK600 up to the point where even Gavin had to open Urban Dictionary in secret to learn what exactly was communicated. The man had laughed about the phrase for a good two minutes, before it had sunk in that his partner’s behavior was rather strange. Gavin had been under the impression that Daniel enjoyed caring for kids in general, not just Emma. He had done well babysitting Damian Miller, eventually won over the kids in Brindleton Bay and established a good rapport with Alice on the Adeline. So what had gotten the android so damn riled up against Evelyn-formerly-Turner? If anything, Gavin had expected the two to gang up against him, resulting in yet another shouting argument like the day before. Shouting was what they knew how to deal with, what they were used to. This development, however, was unexpected, irritating and therefore vaguely threatening. Damn androids! Gavin Reed concluded. If there was such a thing as souls, Daniel’s for sure had the worst direction sense of them all, entering an android body instead of a baby like a sensible transcendental apparition would have done! Now they had to live with the consequences.

Gavin put aside the tablet. Lazing on the couch he reached for a toy fishing rod that he proceeded to move around for Thor and Loki while his thoughts were elsewhere. Meanwhile in the kitchen Daniel seemed to have changed his tactics. He was now trying to pile work on Evelyn to get her out of his way. Only it didn’t go so well…

“You do not have the right to tell me anything!” the YK600 screeched. “You are only Mr. Reed’s android!”

“I’m not!” Daniel barked back. “Well, I am, sort of. In the same way he is my human. But not the way you think.”

“Shut up!” Lyn demanded. “And don’t try to give me any more orders, because if you do, then I…. I… Then I’m telling!!!”

“Oh? Think Gavin will take your side?! You little…”

There was a moment’s silence, then Daniel came storming out of the kitchen. Thor went into the air with all fours, hissed and ran in circles. Loki stopped mid-movement and looked at his two-legged “mama”, his soulful, eternally blue Ragdoll eyes full of questions. Daniel hunkered down. At first he was just crouching there, then he carefully extended a hand towards the cat. “Hey… hey, furball… Don’t be afraid, please. It’s still me.” Gavin noticed that the old gentleness had returned to his partner’s voice. That and the fear of having destroyed something precious in a moment of loss of control again. Loki gave Daniel’s hand a quick rub with his head, then retreated upstairs.

“Phew”, the android commented the absolution he had just received. The next moment he felt himself pulled on the couch by Gavin.

“This is getting out of hand”, Daniel said while leaning into his partner’s embrace. “We need to… Can you reach my phone?”

“Here. Do you want to call the Andersons? They’ll have a good laugh at our expense, but I doubt the suckers will help.”

“Nah. The ones who dropped that shit on us in the first place will have to solve it.”

“The Turners…?” Gavin started to ask, but Daniel had shushed him. The human swallowed the wrong way and coughed when he heard whom exactly the PL600 was calling:

“Hello? CyberLife customer service?”

“Cyber, cough, Life?!”

“We purchased a pre-owned YK600 as a gift for friends yesterday”, Daniel claimed. “Problem is, now it attempts to bond to us. It already acts as if my husband was its father! So what do we do now?”

The answer, although spot-on, wasn’t especially helpful: “The YK device needs to get reset by the new owner. You can do that yourself if you have the manual. If you do not feel comfortable with computers that’s not a problem at all. You can bring the android over and our shop personnel will gladly reset it for you.”

“Uh, thanks, but… we need to keep the YK600 a few days longer before the… our friends’ anniversary party…”

“I see. In this case just shut it down if it becomes a problem. The CyberLife smartphone app can do that, otherwise the de- and reactivation codes should be in the receipt of purchase.”

“Yes. Yes, we have the codes. Thank you…”

Daniel hung up.

“Words of reason from a human”, he sighed. “That’s something rare. I should rejoice. But I cannot bring myself to do what she suggested.”

“Shall I…?”

Daniel shook his head. He just leaned on, half sitting, half lying, outwardly comfortable, while struggling with something.

“Hey… hey, there, slide-rule… What’s the matter? You came storming in here as if chased by Connor in a full body polar bear suit.”

“I nearly hit Evelyn in the kitchen. I already had my hand raised.”

“So what?”

Daniel shrugged. “You wouldn’t understand why that is bad. Your parents never… or did they?”

No, the Reed couple had never slapped their son into the face. Jim and Dorothy hadn’t been opposed to violence in the broadest sense, such as a sharp smack on their kid’s way too thieving fingers now and then. But never anything that could be perceived as humiliating by their son. Life in general had made sure that little Gavin didn’t have to miss out on that experience.

“No, never.” Gavin confirmed, then added: “Although in one of her withdrawal episodes mom threatened to turn me in to one Captain Barnet. Does that count?”

“Hahaha!” The industrial background sound was still there, Gavin noticed, but Daniel’s laughter sounded far more natural than it had when they had met first or in Brindleton Bay.

Sweet deviant, I made sure had plenty occasion to practice since then.

“Thanks for cheering me up”, Daniel said. “Bottomline is, I know how it feels to be at the receiving end of degrading acts. And I almost did that to Evelyn in the kitchen just now. That’s why I was so shocked.”

“Uh-huh.”

There was nothing else to say, nothing to defend or justify and least of all parenting principles to discuss. Daniel was like that. He rarely tried to sway others, especially not a human, to his position in any given dilemma. Instead the android would shrug, say “that’s not how I do things”, maybe punch the other party once or twice, and afterwards make sure things were done his way. What you felt about that didn’t matter. Just doing things his way long enough for it to become a habit was good enough. It was one of the reasons why Daniel didn’t go along too well with the more preachy Markus and his followers.

“There’s something I never told you, or anybody for that matter”, the android broke Gavin’s train of thought. “You know how back when I was new at the DPD we didn’t laugh together. Instead you laughed me down.”

Accusation? After all this time? Worse, after he had just tried to lighten his partner’s mind load? That didn’t sit well with Gavin, so he shot back: “So what? You insulted me all the time!”

Instead of getting angry now, Daniel flicked his fingers and laughed again.

“Yes, exactly! And you punched me in the guts in retaliation while I couldn’t return the violence.”

The beatings, getting his face dunked into puddles or Gavin’s favorite when it came to “showing androids their place” – poking them into the LED… all the anger and helplessness… It had been far, far more than Daniel of all people had been able to contain. Unable to feed the detective his own medicine the deviant had instead channeled his newfound creativity into pranking the co-worker. Many a day Gavin had found himself soaked through, with a belly ache or utterly humiliated after having walked right into one of the traps the janitor had set for him. Except that one day when Captain Fowler had accidently picked up a laxative spiced snack intended for Gavin and the blame had for some reason fallen on Hank. That had been fun.

“The thing is, I refuse to forget this time as if it never happened”, Daniel said.

“You’re still mad…?”

“No, to the contrary! I mean, I’d be mad if you tried something like it now and you probably wouldn’t survive it. Back in ’39 your bullying was exactly what I needed.”

“You mean as deserved punishment for your deeds? No, wait, that’s not it. You do not swing that way. Okay, I admit you’ve lost me there. What am I missing?”

“Hatred, Gavin. Active rejection. To the Phillips I was nothing more than a tool. Caroline routinely switched me off as punishment for Emma. I got treated like an object. To the contrary YOU only ever TOLD me and Connor that we were things, while in practice treating us the same as your human victims.”

Gavin might have casually elbowed Connor whenever they the met in the floor, but he did that to a lot of people and often without thinking. Daniel instead had on occasion swiped the duster across Connor’s face when he had returned from an investigation, like one did with a piece of furniture. The RK couldn’t even protest lest he’d given himself away as a deviant. And it had made Gavin smile that cute rodent smile of his, so win-win.

“See, Gavin” Daniel went on, “Captain Fowler sometimes calls us his kindergarten, and he isn’t that far off. You gave me a taste of what middle school is like!”

A childhood, the deviant thought. Captain Anderson had provided the safe space for him and Connor to grow up in. And there was more: As Emma’s caretaker Daniel’s task had been to help raise the child into a successful, well-adjusted person. Daniel had accepted that as how things went in the real world. Then he had met the DPD officers, who were… everything but well adjusted. And yet they were getting from one day to the next despite their flaws, even getting results. The experience had been relieving in more than way to Daniel. Here was a dysfunctionally- functioning team that went as far as drawing guns on each other while working on a case. And Hank had outright shot down Connor to prove a point one night. Daniel hadn’t been awake again during either encounter, but been present at several similar ones. All those little scenes had shown him that one could act incredibly stupid and make the worst mistakes, yet life somehow went on and in the end things worked out more often than not. Blunders could get sailed over, their results mitigated. Almost nothing constituted the end of the world. Even if you mis-stepped as badly as Daniel had.

“I was like a kid away from home for the first time, free to be myself instead of having to strive to be the good boy”, the deviant explained. “Things would work out somehow, because they did for the rest of you, too.”

“I still understand only half of that at best, but I see you are happy. Are you…?”

“Yes. I cherish our shared memories, us being together now... everything!”

For the span of a few breaths they just hugged. No words, no thoughts and no lower parts stirring. It was a little sofa nirvana.

Eventually Daniel spoke up again: “Can you do me a favor?”

“Depends…”

“That wasn’t an actual question, you know!”

“Ah.”

“Would you do an extra shift or watch a movie with Tina while I guard the little toad? Anything to be away from the apartment for a while?”

Gavin couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Of course he had wanted to sneak away, had even come close to really doing so a few times today. But Daniel explicitly asking him to do it? What was going on here?

“See, Evelyn’s not just programmed to behave like a human child, but the perfect child.” Daniel had checked her manual online and it had creeped him out more than some of the crime scene reports he had copied in his time as a police auxiliary. “This model can get tailored to the owner’s idea of what a child should be like. There’s dlc for misbehavior, irrational fears and even common childhood diseases. But the most important selling point is that an YK android will love you more than a human child. CyberLife just now confirmed it on the phone. As the only human around, Lyn will inevitably bond to you, because that’s what her code tells her.”

When Gavin went “Eeeek” at that like a small rodent, Daniel grinned.

“What the fuck! I’ll be out of here faster than you can say... whatever. Bye!”

Gavin grabbed his jacket, the car keys and the shoes and was out in the floor in record time. He wasn’t slowing down the few steps it took to reach the elevator, either. But when the cabin descended to the ground, the man remembered that he still didn’t know what had caused Daniel to turn so hostile towards the child android in the first place. What had the fucking thing said or done?!

#non sims #detroit become human #dbh #sims4 dbh partfive #sims4danielgavin

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rannadylin · 7 years ago

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Time for a questionnaire meme

Tagged by @fangmich and it’s been a while since I did one of these so…why not!

Also I was just starting to type up my answers to these last night when a crazy thunderstorm hit and the power went out for over four hours. :-( Then this morning the internet was still out for a couple of hours after I got up, more aftereffects of the storm no doubt. So I might be tempting fate by again attempting to answer these but here we go anyway!

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.

LAST:

1. Drink: Durance’s tea blend, Magran’s Fire! (Yesterday it was Eder’s Sun God Cider and it would have also been Kana’s Rauatai Sweet Pie but I am almost out of that because it’s so good. I have a reorder of it coming today, if the tracking info is correct…) 2. Phone call: Frontier support to report my internet being out. :-( (Fortunately I got a very nice customer service lady who took care of everything more swiftly than expected, and hey, internet’s back now!) 3. Text message: to my mother telling her I might be visiting her today if the internet didn’t come back on… 4. Song you listened to: Technically the Pillars of Eternity soundtrack while playing the game yesterday, but if we’re not counting that…my local radio station does this thing they call Bluegrass Wednesday where they play I Saw the Light to wake us all up on Wednesday mornings and that was going on while I drove to the grocery store. This week they played two versions and asked callers to vote – David Crowder which they usually use, and the original Hank Williams Sr version. 5. Time you cried: Probably at church? I tear up a lot at certain songs. Although usually not when I’m one of the ones playing them, so it would be one of the Sundays that the youth group worship team led the songs instead of Team Pastor’s Family (i.e. my mom on piano, my sister on drums, me on flute, plus an organist and some singers unrelated to us, plus my dad, the pastor, usually singing also).

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: I have not really dated someone once unless we count going steady in junior high and when you’re too young to actually go out somewhere with the boyfriend, I’m not counting it… 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: I’ve kissed no one, so, nope 8. Been cheated on: This is also beyond my experience 9. Lost someone special: Oh certainly. Two grandparents so far, and a few years ago a very dear friend who wasn’t a teacher, yet was a sort of teaching mentor to me in our state JCL (Latin club!). Here we are getting ready for the annual trip to JCL convention in a week (!!!) and it still hits me once in a while, when I see the state t-shirt from the last convention trip he was here for and so on. 10. Been depressed: I am fortunate to have not had to deal with clinical depression. Life has its ups and downs (getting diagnosed with diabetes five years ago was one of the lows for sure…) but I’ve never felt hopeless, stuck in a low that would never improve. Honestly my faith is a big part of this – God is my hope and comfort when life is overwhelming. 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Alcohol, like dating, is beyond my experience. This is what life is when you grow up as a pastor’s kid with a pretty much lawful good alignment in RL. :-D

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14: PURPLE AND GOLD! Well, that’s JCL colors, anyway. Purple is one of my favorites, also dark green, and…for a third…well I think I have more handknit socks in the blue range than anything? I am very mardi gras here.

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: Sure! Mind you, I don’t tend to form deep friendships very often but I do form firendly acquaintances pretty easily. I’ve made friends on tumblr and with some Latin teachers I met at the conference I went to last month. 16. Fallen out of love: Not really sure I’ve ever really fallen in; see above re: dating. Crushes and falling out of crushes, certainly. 17. Laughed until you cried: I’m sure I have? Probably at family gatherings. I have goofy relatives. 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Hello, I teach high schoolers? They are always talking about me. I usually assume there’s a base level of complaining about grades or discipline going on (some of which the offended student makes sure I can hear, yay), but I’ve also been pleasantly surprised by people (a fellow teacher as well as friends of current students) in the past year telling me they’ve heard good things about my teaching. (Current students’ friends who said so are taking my class next year, I think…Yay!) 19. Met someone who changed you: Sure. E.g. I’ve grown a lot more confident from hanging out with my very outgoing (and bossy :-D) best friend (and fellow teacher until we both left that school within the last few years… 20. Found out who your friends are: I am not at all sure what this is asking. 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Nope, see above re: dating

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I don’t generally make or accept friend requests unless I already know the person. Some are just acquaintances through work or the network of Latin teachers, or former students who were on trips to JCL convention with our group, etc. so I don’t often see them in person, but there’s only a handful I haven’t actually met at some point. 23. Do you have any pets: Alas, no, the apartment complex doesn’t allow pets. I had a cat at my last place but she went to live with my parents and she’s more my Dad’s pet than mine now. 24. Do you want to change your name: In true Anne Shirley fashion? :-) I used to be less content with my name than I am now. Now, I’m like whatever. 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Taught? Probably? Was it even a weekday? 26. What time did you wake up: Around 7 today, eager to see if the power had come back on (it had!) and also the internet (it hadn’t!) 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Finally asleep by then, I think, after hours of waiting for power to come back on. 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Deadfire (Gotta agree with you on this one, @fangmich!) 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: On the way home from family trip to see Grandma on Monday 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: Not being diabetic would be swell! 31. What are you listening to right now: Silence 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Had a great student by that name years ago. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: It was the lack of internet but now we’re good. Students interrupting class will ALWAYS get on my nerves though… 34. Most visited website: Definitely tumblr these days.

RANDOM INFO:

35. Mole/s: Nope 36. Mark/s: A few stray freckles? 37. Childhood dream: Teacher. Or writer. Went with the first, now I don’t have time to professionally pursue the second! 38. Hair color: Brown and ridiculously curly. Yes, curly is a color. 39. Long or short hair: Long 41. What do you like about yourself: I might actually sound pretty arrogant if I seriously started listing things. I’m just a “look on the bright side” sort of person and I like a lot of things about myself as an active choice. *shrug* Most of the things I’d list have to do with creativity – writing, knitting, fluting. 42. Piercings: None 43. Blood type: You know I should actually know this by now, huh? I know my most recent A1C (6.4, not bad for diabetic) but have no idea my blood type. 44. Nickname: Besides forms of my actual name? Well, students call me Magistra… (Latin for teacher) 45. Relationship status: Confirmed Old Maid :-) 46. Zodiac: Virgo 47. Pronouns: she/her (but actually I’m pretty fond of ipsa, and eadem gives me headaches as it does all Latin students…sorry sorry, I know this question is about gender but I see “pronouns” and I think of grammar and those chapters that throw all of the pronouns at the kids at once so we call it the Death By Pronouns unit...Look y’all, I’m female but also a grammarian. That’s right, my gender is Grammarian.) 48. Favorite TV Show: Don’t have an actual TV so I watch things on the Internet. Does Critical Role count? If not, I’ve also watched Doctor Who recently. 49. Tattoos: None 50. Right or left hand: Right 51. Surgery: Had a pilonidal cyst removed in my teens. 52. Hair dyed in different color: Never. I do not mess with my hair. The curls would take revenge. 53. Sport: Marching Band totally counts and apart from that I am the least sporty of humans. 55. Vacation: Would love to spend it in Italy more often (yay Latin teaching perks) if I can get enough students to go. Otherwise – JCL convention! And other school-related trips… 56. Pair of trainers: Skechers? Does that count?

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: Like right now? I…had a muffin and yogurt and strawberries for breakfast? Lunch is TBD. 58. Drinking: I am a water drinker (so I guess I don’t write poetry) but also, lots of tea! And recently I have started drinking coffee (gasp!) because Mom has been providing coffee & breakfast for our Sunday School class and I enjoyed the coffee that first Sunday so I guess she has corrupted me now. 59. I’m about to: Catch up on everything I missed (tumblr, the Deadfire Q&A, etc.) while the internet was out. 61. Waiting for: My Adagio tea order with the rest of my Pillars of Eternity tea samples and a reorder of Kana’s and Iselmyr’s delicious blends! 62. Want: A teaching salary that makes it more likely I could afford to actually retire someday? 63. Get married: Used to assume I would, but see above re: Confirmed Old Maid – I’m content with being single, these days. A potential spouse would have to be pretty awesome to outweigh how fond I’ve grown of my solitude. 64. Career: I’m content with classroom teaching, most of the time. Not really interested in administration. Doubtful I could make a living as a writer, especially with my insurance needs nowadays. In my first teaching job, I was certain I’d be there till I retired. Then they had budget cuts and I had to switch schools if I wanted (I did!) to keep teaching Latin. Second job was burnout waiting to happen – after five years I switched to my current school, and once again I could see myself retiring here. If, of course, my deadbeat pancreas and I can afford that.

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: Hugs have a wider appeal, but see above re: dating/kissing status, so I’m not really one to speak to this 66. Lips or eyes: Eyes 67. Shorter or taller: Shorter, I guess, for I am short and am not really as amused by height differences as most of tumblr appears to be? 68. Older or younger: At my age I’m not sure it matters so much 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: WELL you know that post celebrating Aloth’s arms… 71. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive. Loud would totally fail to outweigh my fondness of solitude. Introvert here needs her quiet time, please. 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant, I guess?

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a Stranger: No 75. Drank hard liquor: No 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: In all my years of glasses…probably? Not that I recall? 77. Turned someone down: Yes 78. Sex on the first date: Wouldn’t if given the opportunity 79. Broken someone’s heart: Unlikely 80. Had your heart broken: My heart has generally avoided the risks that would lead to breaking, see above re: Old Maid 81. Been arrested: No 82. Cried when someone died: Of course 83. Fallen for a friend: …Temporarily? Never went anywhere

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: To an extent – I mean, I know my limits. 85. Miracles: Absolutely 86. Love at first sight: Not my style but I’m sure it happens 87. Santa Claus: I like stories but I know they’re stories… 88. Kiss on the first date: Probably not

OTHER:

90. Current best friend name: Amanda! (Which is Latin for She Who Must Be Loved and it’s true) 91. Eye color: I’d like to say Grey but I think they’re more of greyish Blue. 92. Favorite movie: Star Wars. Or The Princess Bride. Or Lord of the Rings.

I’m going to just leave this with an open tag instead of naming anyone. If you want to answer these, go for it and tag me so I can get to know you better too!

#from the desk of ranna #memes

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teacherunicorn · 8 years ago

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Opposites Attract (Chapter 68)

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Jamie Philips had spent the majority of her life hating Gotham. Even as a child she had never been too fond of the city; the bigger kids at school used to tell horror stories to scare the younger kids -- and the worst part was that most of the stories were true.

Aside from that however, she had a complex relationship with the city. This was where she had been born, where her original family had lived and eventually fallen apart. Not that it hadn’t been on rocky ground from the start; she knew that now. It was still difficult to not see memories of another life in these streets, and it was hard to know where Jamie Connors stopped and Jamie Philips began.

But they were the same person really, even if they had almost nothing in common. Jamie Connors had been a naive little girl who did not notice the terrible world she lived in because she was too busy playing in make-believe worlds of her own. Jamie Philips was the child who’d been jolted out of that dream and bombarded by everything all at once.

She had been adopted by a couple unable to have children almost immediately. Slowly but surely Jamie Connors and everything about her was forgotten, and she settled into her new life.

She couldn’t hide from the past forever though, especially since she’d learned she had the story all wrong. That was one of the reasons why she’d asked to do her residency at Gotham General, giving her the chance to return to the city of sin. Jamie was very proud of the med-school path she was on, and the part of her that was still the innocent little child liked the idea of bringing healing into a city of so much hurt.

She was also excited to see her big sister. Since their rekindling, Jamie and Alyssa had been doing their best to figure out a healthy sister relationship. Alyssa called Jamie at school every Thursday, Jamie sent pictures of herself and her friends at college, and they even made plans for the occasional weekend visit.

Now she was returning to the city for at least until future notice. Her sister, both knowing her way around the city and being it’s mayor, had arranged an apartment near the hospital for her and Jamie while apprehensive, was ecstatic.

The apartment was just a simple studio apartment, but Jamie was practically jumping up and down to decorate it. Her sister being the artist, she helped put her ideas into place, as well as surprise her with a painting she had done specifically for Jamie’s wall.

It was immediately hung above the couch, and the two stepped back to admire it. “I’m really glad we’re doing this.” Jamie smiled at her sister.

“Me too.” Alyssa smiled back.

“So, catch me up on things! How’s being mayor?”

“You know how people used to complain about the government in this city not doing anything? Apparently doing things is harder than it looks.”

“Well you choose a career in politics.” Jamie said, walking towards the kitchen area and pulling a pair of beers out of the fridge. “You had to know it’d be a thankless job.”

“Yeah, but I forgot to add in the Gotham factor.” Alyssa said, taking the offered bottle. “Seems like every bit of good idea something in this city pushes back on it and we end up taking three steps backward to every one step forward.”

“Its an up hill battle. Last I checked you specialize in those.” she sipped her beer. “What are you working on now?”

“Keeping my personal life separate from work.” she gestured to where her bag had been thrown on the nearby chair. “All my mail comes to the same address and the post office won’t answer my calls. It’s getting hard to split up what I need to address as mayor and what I need to address as me.”

“Let’s tackle it then!” Jamie flipped the bag open and pulled out the pile of envelopes that had been rubberbanded.

They made a ‘business’ and ‘personal’ pile on Jamie’s coffee table. There were the usual things Alyssa often saw in her mail; letters from the DA’s office -- business. Letters from her Mama Gotham kids who had grown up and moved out of the city to start their lives -- personal.

Then there was the Arkham letters. Those had to be opened to know where they should go; there was the response from Strange from her continued investigation -- business. The letter from Jerome as she had made sure he had gotten his mail privileges given back -- personal.

But there was a third one that Alyssa genuinely did not know what was inside. Opening it, she saw the familiar stationary given to the Arkham patients and the perfectly neat handwriting she’d know anywhere.

Dear Alyssa,

I run the risk of you burning this letter the second you recognize my handwriting, but I’m going against that probability in favor of the foolish hope that you’ll read to the end.

I’m sorry. I know that, probably doesn’t mean very much, but it’s true. Of all the things I did, hurting you is the only one I regret. I’d like to be able to say I regret everything else as well, but I promised I wouldn’t lie to you.

I understand that the change I’ve gone through has altered me. You said you didn’t know who I was anymore. Believe me though, the man you knew is still in here, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this.

You always encouraged me to be more confident, more sure of myself. You always said that what made me different was something to be embraced, not something to be ashamed of. I’ve simply listened to your advice; I’ve embraced all that I am. This doesn’t excuse lying to you however, and though I’m more comfortable in my own skin than I ever have been, I want you to know that I’d give that up if I could turn back the clock to when I still had you in my arms.

The science of that is impossible though, I’ve checked, by today’s technology it would take about six lifetimes. Regardless, my point still stands.

I’m a very logical man, Alyssa. I won’t deny being similar to a machine at times; you of all people should know of my tendency to want to apply finite answers to everything. You were also the one who told me that some things can’t be explained, and I think I finally understand what you meant.

By all logical reasoning, I should just let everything lay as it is. I should leave you alone, let the past fade into nothing.

I can’t though. I’ve tried, it hasn’t worked. You have a hold on my heart that I could not break if I wanted to. And there have been times, when I wanted to. Alyssa, being in love with you is, overwhelming, and humbling, and even painful at times. But I could not stop loving you anymore than I could stop breathing.

So...here we are. You don’t have to answer this letter, I just wanted you to know that.

Eternally yours, Edward Nygma

P.S. What did the painter say to her boyfriend?

Despite being stunned by the contents of the letter, Alyssa couldn’t help but roll her eyes at that last line. It was a cheesy riddle she’d come up with back when they were dating; the answer was ‘I love you with all my art.’ She was actually surprised he remembered it.

“Wow....” Jamie said, reminded Alyssa that she was there. She had been reading over her shoulder without her knowledge or permission. Alyssa was about to scold her, but she continued. “Be really careful, okay?”

“What?” she frowned. “Why?”

“Like he said, he’s going against his logic. From what you’ve told me about this guy he never does that.”

Jamie had a point. In fact, Alyssa could not recall a single instance in their entire live that Edward Nygma had gone against his almost mechanical logic unless she was personally involved. When you actually thought about that it was a scary thing. The smartest person she knew, someone who could predict the movements and actions of nearly everyone, had absolutely no idea what he was doing.

And he was doing it anyway.

******

It seemed that Edward wasn’t stopping there. Letters like the first one continued to arrive almost weekly; he talked about everything from past experiences with her to the man in the cell next to him that apparently liked to recite Shakespeare at three in the morning.

Each letter was signed the same way: ‘Eternally yours’, and a P.S. with a riddle that more often than not had a romantic answer.

‘What makes grown men cry but humanity would go extinct without it?’

‘Begins with L and ends with Y with its presence relationships survive through slightest inkling of its loss instant separation can be caused’

‘I represent love. I'm the daughter of Heaven and Sea. You may find me in the sky above, and many envy my beauty. What am I?’

Love, loyalty, and the goddess Venus.

Against her better judgement, Alyssa continued to open these letters even after she knew what was inside. What’s more, she kept every one, hidden away in a drawer in her desk.

It was the sort of thing that felt good when you were doing it but made you hate yourself afterwards. She most certainly was not blushing at a complement he had written, and she was absolutely not flattered to find that he remembered details and events of there childhood together that had slipped her mind a long time ago.

Alyssa twisted the question mark charm on her bracelet. Even after Edward’s deeds had come to light, it had never occurred to her to take it off. It simply didn’t seem right, it was one of the first charms -- though the logical side of her brain sparked and burnt out at the thought that she had removed Oswald’s charm when he had wronged her. The dove was back in its place now that the issue had been resolved, but the question mark had never moved. She and Oswald had new issues now of course, but that was beside the point.

She didn’t really know what was wrong with her. On a day to day basis, she wanted nothing to do with Edward Nygma. He was a liar and a killer and most certainly not the man she had fallen in love with.

But when one of his letters came....It was as though he actually had succeeded in turning back the clock like he’d said; suddenly all of that seemed to fade and all that existed was the man who had written such sweet, loving words that she could feel the emotion on the page.

Damn. She was so screwed.

#edward nygma imagine #jerome valeska imagine #selina kyle imagine #oswald cobblepot imagine #jim gordon #bruce wayne #gotham tv show #mama gotham

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theinsouciantscribbler · 6 years ago

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Not Another Vampire Romance: Chapter 3: “Wool Gathering is not about shaving Sheep.”

I felt my mood shift as I walked into his apartment complex, my mind a hundred miles away. I couldn’t stop the thoughts of my parents popping into focus in between each step I took down the dark navy hall, or the rise of a bulging pain in my throat; a throng of remembered ache that still tortured my heart each time something reminded me of them.

Even the smallest of things, like the smell of oatmeal, reminded me of my father. He would eat it everyday for breakfast with his cup of coffee before he went off to work. The sweet scent of Lillies reminded me of my mothers perfume. Sometimes, when I would walk through a department store, even the slightest whiff of a similar perfume could throw my mind into a series of flashes of her smile and cheerful voice. It would wreck every last piece of brick I had built up from the time before, the pain still new and fresh even after six years.

However, the worst of it was not that they were gone too soon, or that I didn’t get to say ‘I love you’ one last time. I knew they loved me, and they knew I loved them. I knew that their time had come, even if it was a bitter way to go. The worst was the day to day things, the small and seemingly insignificant things that made it painful. I couldn’t call my mom to tell her about my day, or ask her about hers. I couldn’t talk to my dad and ask his advice about the multitude of things he seemed to know about; what direction I should take for school, or what he thought about my latest piece of art whether it be of music or painting. I didn’t have that anymore, I couldn’t go home and know that I could find my mom in the kitchen cooking dinner for my dad when he came home from work, or find my dad working on the various projects he busied himself with on the weekend.

The worst was when I had lost everything I had tried to rebuild, the family I had fought for against every odd and it still wasn’t enough. That even after everything, I was back to where I started; alone and broken.

“Are you okay?” Grey’s words finally ripped me out of the spiral I was drowning in.

I jerked my head up and looked at him.

“Yeah, of course.” I lied. “Why?”

“You’re crying.” We had stopped right outside of his door, the number ’39’ in a tarnished bronze hanging crooked. His hand on the door knob and another reaching for my cheek. I was hesitant to let him close, finding any courage I had long gone.

Lightening fast, his hand cupped my chin, sending a tremor to surge down my spine while his thumb wiped away a tear. His skin was a bit rough, but it was real and somehow felt safe; it gave comfort when everything else caused unrest and anguish. I felt myself drawn in to his eyes that made me wild the first time I had seen them, found those brick walls tumbling from his smokey voice. When the first wall collapsed it startled me back to reality.

‘Don’t get attached.’ I warned, ‘You’ll loose everything that you love. Every time.’

I backed away from his warm, soothing hold. Even if he had just been holding my chin, my entire body felt cold now.

“I should go.” I decided, knowing that this dream would have to end eventually, so it ought to end now.

“Okay.” He seemed unaffected by my choice, which made the ache worse somehow.

“Thank you, for saving me.” I thanked, my eyes scanning his face like a piece of art. Admittedly, I was committing him to memory, every nook and cranny; every shape unique and beautiful.

“As requested, don’t mention it, if you would.” He asked again, and I couldn’t do more than nod an agreement.

I backed away slowly, wondering why the world was pulling me towards him while I fought to leave.

“Goodbye.” The words tasted bitter, acidic, even foul. I needed them out of my mouth, but I couldn’t take it back. I turned back down the hall and left, not hearing another word from him.

The moment I was outside of the building, I opened the black purse that had somehow stayed slung around my shoulder this entire escapade. I dug around recklessly, ignoring the silent, salty tears that poured into my mouth as I searched for my phone.

‘Still has power, good.’ But I didn’t feel good, only empty. I unlocked the screen with a swipe of my thumb and opened up a maps app to show me where I was.

‘Only three blocks away from the Blue Goose.’ I thought as I read the directions.

Following them quickly, I walked down the street doing my best to ignore the emptiness I felt creep up on me. It was the same before he came, before the monster had attacked. It was the same reason I had parked so far away from the bar, and why I walked through the dimly lit sidewalk last night to my motorcycle. I was lonely, desperate for it to end, but too cruel to let anyone in. I had wanted that creature, what Grey called a ‘Saecula’, to fulfill his promise. I wanted everything to end, yet even through the worst of circumstances that I face, I always ended up alive; alone, but alive.

“It’s not fair.” I mumbled bitterly, thinking of all the people that had gotten close to me, only to fall down dead like flies. I couldn’t help but wonder why did they have to die, why was it their time to go and to leave me here? Why could we not have gone together, or better yet, I had taken their place, even just to save one?

‘Why them, and not me?’ But I never got an answer.

Somehow or another, I managed to find my motorcycle still standing from the overnight sleepover in the alley and helmet still dangling on the back. I shoved the bright yellow jacket helmet over my head before I secured my phone and bag in the flip up compartment of the seat. I pulled out the keys from my pocket and made the yellow, Kawasaki Ninja hum. Revving slightly, it purred like a new born kitten under my fingers. I felt a rush of excitement every time I rode this vehicle, and up till last night, it was the only thing that had made me feel happy to be alive.

Zooming out of the alley with an unbridled speed, I zipped down the quiet Sunday morning road, taking back roads until I finally left the city and was at full speed down the country highway. The wind smacked against my visor and I felt it slip around my exposed neck and into my jacket like a violent, uninvited hand. It made my skin crawl, caused the hairs on my air to prick, and thrilled the blood coursing through my body.

Weaving along the country-side with the road, I found my head clear for once in too long a while, and wished it had lasted longer when I finally arrived home. I slowed into a gentle roll, my eyes gazing at my childhood home. It was a lovely mint green, an old craftsmen made in the early 1900’s. My parents had taken good care of it while they owned it, and when it came into my hands, I tried to keep their memory alive.

“I will miss this place.” I sighed, parking the Kawaski down the driveway.

I couldn’t afford to live here anymore, the taxes alone were too much, and after what happened two weeks ago, I needed to find a new job, and those are too few to count over here. I had a few offers, back west. I would have to leave Maine, leave the beauty of this state behind, leave all the memories I cherished to the past.

I wasn’t sure I could.

I wondered how I would ever be able to visit the graves of my parents if I moved, visit my best friend Kathrine who was two rows down from my parents and who was just a few graves over from Charolette and Clarence.

I couldn’t resist the urge a moment longer and grasped the heart locket that hung on my neck. It was made of black hills gold, the twin leaves and twin vines symbolizing what was held inside and what I had lost. I flipped open the delicate panel and gazed at the faces that stared directly back at me just like they had every morning; bright eyed and daring, ready for adventure.

My ankles gave out from under me and I crumpled down to sit on the first step that lead up to the porch and cried. I ached so deeply, felt too much too quickly; it all tore at me and ate me away. Their sapphire blue eyes, curly blonde locks that gracefully fell down their faces. Their smiles were so full of life, of hope and innocence. I clung the locket to my breast as if they were in my arms once more, directly where the scar stung the worst. A literal wound that would never heal from a bullet that had just missed my heart by centimeters. The doctor had called me lucky.

Lucky.

I hated that word so much.

When the chill in the air began nipping too harshly upon my exposed skin, I found the incomprehensible strength to rise onto my shaky legs. My fingers numbly closed the locket and let it delicately drop down and hide once more under my shirt. I turned around and looked to my home, somehow having the courage to go inside and be swarmed with the memories of the past.

I hadn’t taken more than a step inside the soft, country themed decor of my mothers design when my phone started buzzing. I felt my heart drop while an annoying thumping began to rise in my head. There could only be one of two things calling me, and both I tried to avoid at all costs. I pulled my phone to look at it buzz in my hand, and sure enough…

“Oh.” That was surprising.

I quickly slid my thumb to answer and rose the phone to my ear.

“Hello?” I asked the hollow device, waiting for a reply.

“Alyra, I think it is time we talk.”

“Marcus.”

#Writing Fantasy Romance Horror Chapter3

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