#I’m glad they are close til the very end

[shelyue99]

Richard Winters: And, later on in life when his health started to fail, there was no communication between us, he never wrote a letter. And, you could write to him and it didn't make any difference, to get him on the telephone was very difficult, at that point, during the [word?] during that whole time, so I would, trying to give him the needle.

My favorite line was, Nixon, when you die, you know, your autograph is gonna be worth a lot of money because nobody has one. So, one day he sent me a little note, just to give me, Nixon. That was his answer.

[dovesdreaming]

I NEED NEED NEED HARRY HOOK THATS TOTALLY OBSESSED W READER!! LIKE HE’D DO ANYTHING FOR THEM

i think it would be more interesting w/ an auradon kid but isle is totally fine lol! just let them get together at the end!!

thank you in advance!!

I’m glad I met you

May change title yet

I’m obsessed with this request and really hope it’s as good as I wanted it to be! Thank you for requesting hope you enjoy <3 (this is my 50th post already 😱)

Word count: 1k

Warnings: none

When the barrier came down Harry expected nothing of it. He was ready to cause mischief with the Auradon people. He hadn’t met anyone from there before but he assumed that they were stuck up and wouldn’t want to associate with isle people, Harry thought it wouldn’t be long before they tried putting a barrier back up again.

Harry was enrolled to the school and he wasn’t expecting anything he was interested in to happen, especially not from the big welcome they did for all the new students. He could already tell this was gonna drag well, that was until he saw you.

He was assigned to shadow you for the week so he could get to know the school and the classes. Harry was suddenly interested in what this school had to offer, or more so you.

He was immediately infatuated with you. He wanted to follow you everywhere and luckily just for this week he could. You would spend all day together and part to go to different dorms yet Harry would still think of you til he feel asleep, you were constantly on his mind. Similarly, Harry had grown on you since his arrival. You had been keen to be a welcomer for the isle kids because you felt they deserved a chance and you wouldn’t listen to certain kids that were opposed to it. You wanted the isle people to feel welcome and here you were halfway through the week of Harry shadowing you. It had been amazing so far, much better than you could have ever thought. You had become close friends fast as it turned out you shared the same humour and his quick remarks he made during class would always make you laugh. You ended up even spending your breaks and lunch with Harry because you couldn’t get enough of his presence.

When the end of the week came and Harry got his time table you were praying that you shared at least a few classes together. It turned out that you did in fact share classes while not all like the past week, it was enough to satisfy both of you.

Since Harry had joined the school there hadn’t been a dull day. He joined your group of friends and he managed to get along with many people. While he had become better behaved he hadn’t completely given up his ways, he managed pull quite a few pranks off with many not being tied back to him. He had even managed to convince you on occasion to join in, you didn’t know how he did it but you guessed it had something to do with the way he would lower his voice to a deeper tone and that pirate accent of his.

Many months of being friends with Harry had made you both feel very deeply for each other, it coming to a head one night when you were sitting on a roof you had snook up onto together at night under the stars. In the quiet, no words needed to be spoken as you and Harry were comfortable in each others presence. As you both turned to look at each other the air felt heavy with many unsaid things. Harry made a move first and slowly leaned in. You hurried the moment along and crashed your lips into his. From that night on it was a whirlwind of feelings. The love you shared was exciting and new, you had never felt anything like it.

Harry was obsessed with you and he would say it all the time himself. He worshipped the ground you walked on and he would follow behind you everywhere you went if he could. You had changed him and he became malleable at your will. He would listen to every thing you said and would hold onto to your every word. He would still act tough and domineering in public but behind closed doors he would beg for the smallest drop of your attention. It was like a switch and initially it had shocked you to see such a stark difference in personalities. But you loved every inch of him and he would say the same for you, he would be forever grateful for the barrier being brought down and cursed whoever for it not being brought down a while ago so that he could have known you sooner.

Headcanons:

-Would want you to wear his clothes so that they would smell of you. He would want the name of your perfume so that he could always have your scent near by but it would never be the same as you, something was missing. Would be the type to hug your pillow if you ever couldn’t be with him at night.

-Would put his hat on you and immediately fall in love, would fall to his knees at the sight and would always beg you to wear it.

-Would always flirt with you and his weakness would be if you ever flirted back. He would become besotted with you and become silent from the rush of emotions it caused within him.

-Would be so whiny. Would never want to leave your side behind closed doors. Just wants to be in each others arms all day.

-He just couldn’t get enough of you once you were together. Would love staring at you and into your eyes. He could listen to your voice forever.

-would always have a picture of you close by. Whether it be in his pocket, it tucked away safely in his hat, he wanted you close to him. Would also always be taking photos of you and would catch amazing candid shots of you where the light in your eyes shone.

-He may not have much but he would do whatever he could for you. He offered you his all and would hope it was enough for someone like you.

-With how obsessed he was with you he would have doubts about not being enough for you, especially with his background. You’d be quick to reassure him with words and kisses though.

-Overall though Harry is smitten and no amount of teasing would ever change the way he feels for you. You make his heart beat and have made him a better person, he could never be more grateful for having someone like you be in love with him.

Thank you for reading!

[azullumi]

hiii! i dont know how to say this but i just love the way you write so much ヾ(•ω•`)o, if you take requests (if not you can just ignore this) i would like to request some headcanons of wanderer who is in an established relationship with a reader who suffers from chronic insomnia. since he is a puppet and doesn't need sleep, it would be fun to know the things he would do when keeping the reader company and helping them fall asleep! thank you very much for yor amazing writing!! (o゜▽゜)o☆

details — sleep is essential especially to mortals like you, that is one fact that he understood.

pairing — wanderer/gender-neutral reader

tags — fluff, established relationship ; headcanons

words — 753

note — a short one to cure my soul and ty so much anon!! that means a lot to me :)) i’m glad u love my writing <33 also just letting you all know that requests are open and i'm trying to prioritize them first.

“can’t sleep?” the toss and turning of your figure in the bed—quite frustrated in motion even—accompanied with the occasional groans gave him the idea that you weren’t asleep, or couldn’t sleep at all. a simple nod coming from you was all he needed before his mind started constructing ideas on what he can do to accompany you on yet another night like this.

he’s not new to it, certainly. after all, before you were lovers, you two were friends and he wasn’t a stranger to this problem of yours. however, when he was first introduced to it, he didn’t know what to do and what he could do to help you. he just let you talk about your experience with this conundrum, listening and silently noting the fact in his mind.

and before he knew it, he started to come up with plans for the night in case you have trouble falling asleep once again. it all just felt natural to him, he started buying items that he thinks could aid you even if it’s just for a bit—tea that has sleep benefits, any book that he comes across that he thinks you could use, a board or card game that you two can play. although god forbids that the game being played would end up in a friendly match. with his somewhat of a competitive and taunting personality, the small match becomes a tournament between you and him.

it either ends up with you becoming sleepy and him having to carry you to bed as you doze in his arms or staying up all night ‘til the rise of the sun as you try to beat each other into defeat.

although he doesn’t want to admit to you that he’s really looking out for you. he doesn’t want to say that just the simple mention of sleep and anything to related to that would have his mind drifting to the thought of you, it’s like you and sleep itself is just associated with one another–despite the fact that you lack of it. and in all honesty, isn’t this what you’re supposed to do to your cherished ones?

and when you two had established a romantic relationship with one another, the things he would do for you soon became more intimate and affectionate. accompanying and talking while sitting across each other soon became cuddling sessions in bed—he occasionally plays with your hair or provides soothing touches on your skin—, massages from him are being offered to help you relax, and you try things together often.

he becomes quite strict on things related to your well-being, as health and sleep are correlated to one another. such as coffee being forbidden especially when it’s being taken during the night or having naps during the day limited so that you won’t be awake the whole time later on.

“sleep is essential.” he tells you rather flatly as if it’s not something that you don’t know, his fingers combing through your hair and massaging your scalp in the process. you don’t know what time it is right now, perhaps sometime around dawn as the night looks darker and quieter with only the rustling of leaves outside the window being heard.

“but you don’t sleep?” you answered, words close to a mutter as you slowly eased into his hold and kind caress, the gentle rhythm of his breathing and his voice served as a lullaby. “i do not need it.” his answer elicits a confused reaction from you, eyebrows drawn into one as you look up to meet his gaze, eyes that were often in a glare are warm and soft.

you asked him, “why?” in which he responds, benignly, “i’m a puppet, have you forgotten about that?”

he bought you a stuffed toy—one that resembles him in some manner with its grumpy expression and a small hat on top of its head, donning colors that are similar to his. it wouldn’t be surprising if you were the one who got it for yourself but the fact that he went out his way to get a cotton figure (of him) definitely astonished you to the core.

it doesn’t matter if you have asked him for help about it or not, he only wishes you to know that he is there for you. his affection for you goes past the line of simply just admiring you and memorizing every line of your face, he cares for you more than you know and more than what he makes you realize.

© azullumi — do not plagiarize, copy, repost, nor translate any of my works.

[bookiedoodles]

Okay but the fact that the Huntlow scenes are also still very closely related to Hunters brothership with Gus means EVERYTHING to me. Huntlow just isn’t the same if Gus isn’t also there with them. Those three mean the entire world to me and I’m so glad that we got Huntlow scenes, but I’m even more thankful that we got Hunter and Gus expanding their friendship even more. And of course Willow and Gus are besties til the end of time, and I eat up all of those moments!!! Gus casting an illusion on the grass to make Willow happy is so precious and sweet!!! God I could cry about the Emerald trio for the rest of my life!!!

[notroosterbradshaw]

I’m not sure if this is still open and obviously completely ignore this if it isn’t or use it as an example to let people know it’s closed BUT If there’s a slight chance it is could I request kissing prompt 70??? Again no pressure though! Anyways hope your day is going or will be great!!

PROMPT: 70. an accidental kiss that confuses you both, but only a moment pass before you crash your lips back against each other's

i hope you enjoy, nonny. had fun writing this one but it’s not the best, apologies x

NYE, 2022. You'd be very glad to kiss the year goodbye even if you'd committed to the ridiculous 2022 gold glittery glasses Javy had perched on your nose when you wandered into his house party around 11pm.

“Here she is, in her own time, ladies and gentlemen,” Javy hollered to get everyone's attention as friends and colleagues cheered, jeered and welcomed you as you followed him into the noisy living room.

“It’s not New Year, I made it in plenty of time,” you protested.

Using your callsign, Jake asked, “Does that watch on your wrist work?”

“Only when I'm on the clock, Bagman. You miss me?” you asked as Bob handed you a glass of champagne and you patted his soft cheek in greeting, a gentle blush creeping to his fair features.

“Party doesn't start 'til you get here, hellcat,” he taunted as you laughed, and took Rooster's extended hand without a thought to sit yourself in between him and Phoenix.

“All good?” he asked as you shuffled in. You rubbed away some lipstick on his cheek and ask you looked to Natasha and Callie, to match Natasha's shade to Rooster's cheek and grinned. He thanked you.

“All the better for seeing you, Rooster. How's your night been?”

“I see these dorks day in and day out,” he reminded you biting back a gentle smirk as Phoenix punched his shoulder. “Hey,” he tutted her. “Don’t make my point so easily,” he muttered as you laughed. He frowned at you, squaring you up as you grew a little self-conscious under his gaze. “You have a little glitter,” he said softly, pressing his index finger into your cheek but it wouldn’t budge.

Relieved, you told him, “I’ll have a little glitter everywhere for the next month,” you grinned.

“Those glasses are ridiculous.”

“They are,” you wholeheartedly agreed. 

He chuckled quietly. “What kept you tonight?”

“She had a date,” Natasha supplied. Rooster raised an eyebrow.

“On New Year's. That seems pretty serious,” Rooster joked, his knee nudging yours.

You motioned him closer, cupping his ear and whispered, “How well do you think it went if I'm here with you guys now?”

He pointed at you and nodded. “Gotcha. Well, I'm glad - we're glad you're here.”

You grinned and pet his cheek, this sweet manchild. You put the celebratory glasses over his eyes to share the magic of never-ending glitter as well. 

“Gee thanks,” he sighed, already seeing speckles in his eye line.

“You’re welcome,” you grinned. “They look better on you but they’re no Caravans.” 

The usual suspects were there, Dagger Squad members who'd chosen to stay in town for the holidays. A while later were gossiping unabashed with Natasha and Callie on the couch, happily crammed up against Rooster to chat with the ladies, making wild accusations about Christmas Eve shenanigans at Penny's, and Callie getting a bit of action with a visiting Lieutenant. You had seen her flirting with them and gave a congratulatory high-five. The babe was hot.

“We had a few drinks and one thing led to another. It was just a kiss in the spirit of the season,” she tried to explain herself.

“'In the spirit of the season',” you said in unison with Natasha and it only made you cackle further, collapsing back against Rooster, who adjusted his posture to let you have more space.

“The professional levels have been crossed,” you giggled raucously. 

“Was just a bit of fun,” Callie shrugged, blushing.

“What about your date tonight?” Natasha turned her attention to you. “You didn’t seem keen on the guy. Surprised you didn’t cancel. Sounds like you’re MO,” she teased.

You shrugged. “I dunno what I was thinking. He was cute, funny, smart.”

“Sounds awful,” Callie snickered as Rooster hopped up behind you and let you fall back into his spot. You watched him leave the room, missing his body heat. 

“It just didn’t feel right, you know?”

“So no second date?”

“No second date,” you confirmed. “Is it next year yet?”

“Six minutes,” Natasha confirmed as she popped up with Rueben to start refilling cups and preparing for the ball to drop. Goodbye, 2022. No one will miss you. 

“Time for a bathroom break,” you told Callie as she nodded and you pulled yourself off the couch and went to the kitchen to refill your own cup with whiskey where you quietly toasted with Javy and Mickey. “Where’s the bathroom, Javy?” 

He nudged your side, pointing down the hallway. “Just through there.”

“Thanks,” leaving your cup, you wandered down the hallway and knocked. 

“Just a sec,” Rooster responded. 

“Sorry, no rush,” you reassured him.

“10, 9, 8,” you heard as you rolled your eyes. New Year’s Eve was such bullshit, you were confused why you had even bothered coming - there was only one real reason why. 

The door suddenly burst open and you sprung back, frightening you momentarily. Rooster grinned. “Sorry, you need to get in there?”

Hello reason.

“5, 4, 3...”

“Please,” you admitted as you traded places, each of you guiding the other with gentle caresses on the side. He looked towards the sound of the '2, 1', and in the spirit of the season, you laughed with each other, planting a tender kiss on the other's cheek. “Happy New Year, Rooster,” you smiled up at him, cupping his flushed cheek as he nodded and caught your eyes with his.

“Happy New Year,” he smiled fondly and as if it was the most natural thing, you both went in to kiss again. This time gently on the lips. You both laughed bashfully pulling a respectful distance away from each other. Rooster checked over his shoulder, the commotion in the living room undisturbing you both. 

Both grins faded when it seemed impossible to distract yourselves from the other's gaze and before you knew it, Rooster was pushing you into the bathroom and kicking the door closed behind him, hitching you onto the sink and kissing you manically. 

Rooster's hands bunched into your hips, dragging your body to his as you lost your fingers under his hideous Hawaiian shirt, pressing into the dimples on his lower back, moaning gently into the kiss. This wasn't something you had planned, and of course, you had two eyes, you could see how good-looking Rooster was, but he was your teammate, there was no way this was right to be doing in Javy’s bathroom. 

But kissing him was amazing. You relinquished his back and your hands travelled to his strong chest, resting your warm palms against his racing heart as he lightly bit your lip and pleaded for you to continue. Opening your mouth to him, this tongue glided against yours and you were completely lost to the kiss. You were at his will and though it scared you, it excited you more.

“Rooster,” you said against his mouth as he breathed and rested his forehead against yours.

“I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me,” he said.

“It's okay,” you told him, holding his chin in your hands, your finger tracing a side of his upper lip, his moustache soft. He was sinfully good looking, it wasn’t the worst thing that had happened tonight. 

“I shouldn't have done that here.”

“It's just a New Year's kiss,” you lied for both of you as he nodded, his eyes searching yours, looking for a hint that the kiss meant a damn sight more than fucking New Year.

“Do you believe that?” he dared ask and let his hands drift to your rib, his thumbs rubbing against the side of your tee, dangerously close to your bra.

You shook your head. “Not at all,” you admitted, an easy smile gracing your features and you tenderly traced his strong nose, both of you relaxing a little. 

“This is the first time we've done something like this in front of everyone,” he said to you quietly. “Well, around others.”

“No one saw us,” you reassured him. “It’s okay.”

“You think?”

“The professional levels have definitely been crossed,” you parroted what you'd teased Callie of earlier.

“They crossed months ago, sweetheart. The first time we slept together,” he gently reminded you, a wet smirk crossing his face. “Why were you on a date tonight?”

“Because you were on a date before Christmas,” you threw back at him. If you were only sleeping together, what did it matter?

“I don't want us dating anyone else except each other anymore,” he confided lowly. “I know the rules were only sex, but you know. I know. It's a lot more than that now.”

“You got feels,” you teased him as he chuckled quietly and shrugged.

“Something like that. I don’t want to date anyone else. I want to take you on dates and not leave your bed after we cum.”

“You’ve been sleeping over for weeks,” you reminded him and the feeling of waking up in Rooster’s strong arms enveloped you with warmth. 

“I don’t want to go sleep in a cold bed when I can stay with you,” he said softly, his hands lacing around your breasts, his thumb combing against your bra he wanted to rip off you, 

You nodded solemnly. For you, it was months ago when you realised how truly wonderful Rooster Bradshaw was and though sleeping together muddied the waters, you couldn't stay away from him.

He smoothed your hair behind your ear and sighed. “I really want this.”

“Me too. No more dates with others, no more fucking around.”

He nodded. “I’m all in,” he told you, kissing you again. “Can we get out of here?”

“Yeah, let’s go find where else the glitter has lodged itself,” you said as he laughed and kissed you deeply.

"A/N: the tag list no longer exists. To keep up to date, give @notroosterbradshaw-library a follow x

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

For the dnd au I personally want to hear more about Wilbur because he was mentioned in that one Fundy Dream writing thing and he sounds fucking interesting in this au c:

OH I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED ABOUT HIM

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So- there is a lot so bear with me

Wilbur grew up under his father’s care, aka King Philza along with his loyal knight Techno. Wilbur is a high elf, so they live for really really long (their lifespans being up to 750 years). That being said, when he was 18 his dad and Techno left without a trace, basically leaving Wilbur to take charge of the Kingdom. So he tried his best— but it was a LOT. with a lot of pressure of now the new kingdom in his hands that he now called L’Manberg to having a child closely after/ he was kind of cracking under pressure.

But he persisted for two decades - and they were rough. It was hard for him to take care of his child (who he had to help transition and keep him a secret from the whole continent.) as well as dealing with another kingdom who basically tried to cause problems and changed their name to Manberg to spite him. They were practically nearing a war and Wilbur was starting to crack more and more, and it kind of got pushed onto Fundy a lot.

That’s when Dream came! Dream came from the Kinoko Kingdom came along to be his advisor- and it helped a ton! Dream helped Wilbur alleviate and quell the tensions with the raging Empire and for 4 years they managed to calm down the tensions.

In two of those years Fundy and Dream got together but Wilbur had no idea! :3 (Fundy was 22 at the time and Dream was around.. 60- before anyone gets me that is still very young for a high elf and Fundy even though his race is a Shifter due to reasons that will be explained later he still is part high elf, so he has that long of a lifespan as well if not at least it being halved- what I’m saying is that it’s perfectly okay DHSJSJSK)

But yeah things were going good— until one day at a meeting between Wilbur and Schlatt, Schlatt got poisoned by drinking wine and he nearly died- and Schlatt believed that Wilbur poisoned him which blew into a nasty war that lasted for 8 years- and Dream didn’t show his betrayal til the third year of the war where he basically convinced Queen Eret to turn against the kingdom of L’Manberg.

And Wilbur kinda… snapped a bit.

He became a lot more aggressive and impulsive, and really aggressive towards Fundy in general but also infantalizing him.

But it all came to a peak around the last year of the war, where everyone in the continent realized that Dream was the one pushing the kingdoms at this war for his own gain for control in the end. It took place in the capital of L’Manberg, where the kingdom was and it ended in a big explosion that presumably killed Wilbur.

Wilbur came out fine though! Perfectly fine and immediately said that Dream was the one that caused the explosion and they managed to subdue Dream and to the public’s eyes Dream was either banished or killed— but to the monarchs they know where he’s at. And they intended to keep him there.

Wilbur wasn’t- the same after that. He was more impulsive, more aggressive and just more unpredictable. Right after the war, Fundy ran off to Las Nevadas seeking some form of freedom and not realizing that he’s basically trapping himself with another horrid king.

But yeah with the current timeline of the AU (10 years after the war) Wilbur is— on the brink of being a mad king. Hes not fully there yet but everyone can see he’s getting close to, but his royal knight Tommy helps him a lot. And he is extremely interested in Cala’s little party since it not only has his son but it also has the man that ruined his life (and basically revived him after what truly happened in that explosion but shhhhh he needs to pretend he hates him) but yeah!

I will say each monarch and how they react to the party will be important since there’s a lot to deal with and how they handle the situation. :) but yeah I hope this gives some insight

[adrift-in-thyme]

Whumptober Day 22: "They never saw us coming, 'til they hit the floor"

Read it on Ao3

- Legend & Sky

- Summary: Legend follows Sky into a strange dungeon with unexpected (and unpleasant) consequences

CW for blood and injury and electrocution

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They have been trudging through the same dungeon for an eternity now.

At least, that’s what it feels like. Legend is no stranger to dungeons that curve and wind down hallways and up and down stairs. Hell, every single one he’s been in seems to go on and on in an endless, mind boggling maze. That’s what maps are for and compasses. To ensure you aren’t lost forever in a place where every room looks the same.

But this time he isn’t the one with the sense of direction and that’s probably what is making it so much worse.

“Sky, I thought you said you knew where we were going,” he says, peering down yet another dimly lit hallway. The Skyloftian’s sailcloth seems to glow unnaturally in the near-darkness. 

(It’s strange that such a place could be so near Skyloft where the sun seems to reach to the very ends of the earth.)

Sky glances over his shoulder, a quick smile on his lips. “I do. Don’t worry, vet, we’re almost there.”

Legend adjusts his grip on his sword with a sigh. “Yeah, you said that in the last room too and in the one before that. There’s a point when I’m gonna stop believing you and I’m approaching it really fast.”

“I promise we’re close.”

Sky pauses to take a key out of his pouch. He slips it into the keyhole on the massive double doors before them and turns. They slide open with a groan. 

“Just through this room and we’ll be there.”

Hefting the Master Sword more firmly into his grip, he walks into the room. 

Legend scowls. “Uh-huh. Right. Just this last room.”

He stomps in behind the Skyloftian, already searching for whatever boss awaits them. Just like every other room before. 

Oh joy.

Only a couple of days ago, the heroes had landed in a new Hyrule and as usual had split up to scout out their surroundings. Legend had gone with Sky. And that had seemed immeasurably lucky at first, when a few hours into their journey Sky’s face had lit up. This Hyrule was very similar to his own he had said — the land beneath Skyloft he called the Surface.

As such, when they had found monster footprints leading to a nearby dungeon Legend hadn’t hesitated to follow him inside. He trusted the Skyloftian. If this was a chance to rid Sky’s world of a few of these cursed beasts — and possibly gain a lead on the Shadow at the same time — he was glad to take it. But that had been before the hours had stretched long and Sky’s promises of proximity had gone from comforting to infuriating.

Besides, something just feels off for reasons Legend can’t pinpoint. Not in the normal stuck-in-a-dungeon-with-hundreds-of-dark-beasts way either. No, it’s deeper than that, darker, almost like the time all those years ago when a maiden had led him into a deadly trap…

“Oh, actually this is the final room.”

Legend looks up from where he had been inspecting a suspiciously crimson substance on the floor (though he guessed he hadn’t truly seen it, detached as he was due to his wandering thoughts.) Sky stands in the middle of the room, back still to him, stance oddly rigid. 

“Wait…you mean this is where we fight the final boss?”

Legend straightens, eyes roaming the room for any sign of something or someone waiting to leap out at them. But there is no monster to be seen. Not on the ceiling or in the darkest corners of the room. 

There is something else there though. 

Legend squints into the far corner. He hadn’t noticed it before but now he can make out what looks like a bundle of clothing. There are chains too he realizes, extending from the wall down to where the bundle lies. 

He steps closer, heart in his throat. His brothers had all been there when he had left with Sky, all safe. And they had headed off in the opposite directions to where he and Sky were going. So, this prisoner must be someone else. It has to be.

But then he sees the faint sheen of white, a spot of brightness in all the dark and that wavering hope is dashed. 

Never in a million years would Sky allow someone else to wear his sail cloth. Yet, the person huddled there, dirty and bloody and seemingly unresponsive is wearing it.

Legend’s eyes go wide. 

“Oh dear, you’ve figured it out haven’t you?” 

He whirls, bringing up his sword and shield as he does so. The person he had thought was Sky still stands in the center of the room, but now he is facing him.  A stream of light has managed to break through a crack in the ceiling illuminating him. Beneath its serene gleam the illusion has fallen.

Red skin, a tattered tunic of dingy white.

Legend grits his teeth. His expression falls into a scowl.

A blind. 

Suddenly, everything makes sense — the dungeon becoming a maze; the subtle, aggravating comments or ticks that Legend couldn’t quite reconcile with the kind and patient hero he is used to; the lies of “almost there, almost out”; the way Legend had had to deal with most of the monsters. 

It seems so obvious now. How had he not realized before?

“How long have you been keeping him here?” He growls, stepping so he is right in front of Sky. He doesn’t have time to examine his injuries at the moment but he has seen enough to know the Skyloftian is anything but well off. He won’t let anything else happen to him.

The blind chuckles. “A few days. Since you arrived in this era to be exact. I lured him here same as you. Only, he thought he was running to the rescue of one of his Skyloftian friends.”

Legend’s scowl grows darker. “So, you’re gathering heroes here, huh? Lemme guess you’re working for the Shadow.”

“Precisely.” The blind rubs his hands together, magic crackling between his fingertips. “He has something very special planned for you all.”

“Well, you’re gonna have to tell him I declined the invitation.” Legend smirks. “I hate surprises.”

And with that he lunges forward.

The element of surprise is on his side. He has just enough time to slash at the blind’s face and dart backward out of reach of the monster’s burning retaliation. A ball of electricity collides with the far wall and dissipates. 

“Ah, you’re going to try and fight me, then,” the blind cackles. “Your friend tried the same. Like him, you will lose.”

He snaps his finger and suddenly two more blinds appear out of thin air. Legend leaps out of the way as one of them tries to rake its claws across his face. 

“There’s more of you?” He drops into a roll to escape another bolt of crackling power. “Fine then. I’ve fought harder.”

He slices upward, gaining a hit on one of the blinds. It reels back with a screech, then lashes out just as quickly. Legend backs up and collides with a bolt of power. He goes rigid, gritting his teeth as it streaks through him, crackling and zipping through his veins like lightning.

“Have you now? Remember, we work for the Shadow. He has given us new power. One which you cannot hope to match.”

The magic runs its course just as claws split his thigh. With a growl of pain and aggravation, Legend stumbles back and out of the way. 

Blood runs hot and fast down his leg. His vision is still spotty from the agony of the magic pulsing through him. He drags in a shaky breath. 

It might just be time for another strategy. 

Maneuvering his shield into his other hand, he begins to rifle about in his pouch. Two more balls of magic streak his way and he is forced to jump sideways to avoid them. It’s a clumsy movement that nearly sends him sprawling. But he manages to right himself just in time to dodge another physical attack.

No wonder Sky lost, he thinks, these things are vicious. It’s bad enough fighting one, much less three. And once their heads detach and start spinning around the room like weird tops it’ll be nearly impossible to avoid getting hit.

Luckily for him there are other strategies. 

His fingers close around soft, worn fabric and he drags it out. One, swift movement and the cape swings over his shoulders. He pulls the hood over his head just as the blinds drift forward, magic growing in intensity between their clasped palms. They release it and it flies right through him.

Legend grins. 

That’s more like it.

He activates his boots and darts forward, slashing indiscriminately. He can feel his magic already draining away, the cape hungrily sapping it. But he doesn’t have time to bother with that. If he’s fast enough the fight will be done before he exhausts his power…and himself.

Two more well-timed strikes and one of the blind’s heads detaches. Legend lunges for it, heedless of the beams it shoots and fells it in only a few blows. 

His grin grows as it disappears in a cloud of dark smoke.

One down. Two more to go.

Let’s get this over with.

He whirls, eager to slay the remaining monsters. But then he stops short, eyes going wide. 

“What in Hylia’s name…”

Where there were two blinds there now stand four. The monsters are fully formed and practically emanating dark power. It’s as though he never touched them.

“You forgot again.” Their smiles are all identical, voices echoing unsettlingly. “We possess the Shadow’s power.”

All four lift hands in which they hold sparkling orbs of blood-red magic. All four send them hurtling forth. 

Legend’s magic sputters dangerously, mere seconds from petering out. He begs it to last just a little longer.

It has never worked before. And it doesn’t work now. All he gains from his efforts is the sharp pain of being stretched thin.

There is nowhere to run. The blind’s power careens toward him. Legend brings up his shield and hopes it will be enough. 

The power rushes past it as if it is nothing at all, colliding with Legend’s body in an explosion of searing heat. With a choked cry, he crumples. The taste of blood is on his tongue, mingling with something almost ashen. Spots quiver before his eyes.

“L-ledge?” Sky’s voice filters through the haze, muffled and broken and dazed. Legend doesn’t have the strength to answer.

Neither can he fight back when frigid claws wrap around his arms and drag him back. He wants to, deeply, desperately. But the magic still encases him, limbs jerking and twitching as it fills him with electric agony. 

They hurl him down beside the Skyloftian and he slumps sideways, bumping against something soft. Sky’s shoulder, he thinks.

“You said you just needed me,” Sky croaks. He’s trembling, Legend realizes dimly, even as he drapes an arm protectively over Legend’s shoulder. “Let…let him go.”

Laughter shatters the darkness coming to envelop him.

“The Shadow wants all of you, especially those capable of utterly destroying him. And in case you’ve forgotten, this one also wields the Master Sword.”

Legend drags his eyes open as chains appear around his wrists and ankles. The sword in question lies only a short ways away, beckoning him wordlessly. Slipping from Sky’s weak grasp, he stretches out an aching arm, reaching for it. But before he can grasp the hilt, a furious explosion of magic erupts before his eyes.

He collapses, fingertips brushing the very edge of the weapon. Everything goes a blinding, agonizing shade of red. And then abruptly, it turns pitch black.

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“love is fiction; prove me wrong” [harry potter: draco malfoy]

genre: FLUFF + very slight angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints + a kinda long oneshot 

prompt: reader is a ravenclaw that thinks that love is only a concept in fiction novels until draco malfoy decides to prove her wrong 

note: TW (talks about divorced parents and insecurities)

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and they lived happily ever after

you closed the book as you sat in your favorite spot in the library

where there barely anyone there but you could still hear the voices of the other students

was there really such thing as a happily ever after?

it just seems like it’s highly fantasied yet unrealistic 

it’s just your brain releasing a bunch of chemical reactions 

you couldn’t understand why people would destroy their lives over it 

like your parents; they swore til death they would part and that their life would be a happily ever after 

but after a couple years you were born, it was like the illusion of love faded away and their marriage ended in a divorce 

they still cared for you but it opened your eyes 

love was fiction

you never used that word, even if it’s not about someone

the thought of love scared you 

so it’s better to steer away from that word; throw away that whole concept

when you enrolled into hogwarts, it was cool to focus on something else

you had access to a variety of books, could take any class that there was to offer, or even join quidditch (which you joined as a keeper)

you’ve always enjoyed books; especially in the library

not only because when your friends ever tried to talk to you about people that they’re interested in, you could just escape to library

but because it was a good way to get away from loud and obnoxious people like draco malfoy or scheming trouble makers like harry and friends

that was until you heard potter make an bet with malfoy inside the library

“as if you could find someone that could like a rotten ferret like you other than a slytherin!”

“yeah he got loads of girls fawning after him!” weasley added

“and guys!” granger echoed

potter and weasley gave a surprised look over a granger but she just nodded to confirm what she said

“just you wait, potter... I’ll prove you wrong!” malfoy was fuming

this commotion was your cue to leave the library

the group of misfit just watched as you glared at them before leaving the library 

harry leaned in real close to draco

“if you can’t get y/l/n to go to on a date with you by this weekend, you owe me 25 galleons..”

“bring it on”

draco didn’t care about the money, he just wanted to win the bet and prove scarhead wrong

but draco was glad that potter chose someone that was a pretty, smart and talented pureblood

even though he didn’t talk to you, he knew who you were and what kind of student you were

he thought that you were a quiet, studious ravenclaw that never had someone pin for them so it would be easy for him to reel you in 

you unfortunately had a class with the misfits but usually you sat near the far away from them as possible, even if it wasn’t in the front like you’d like 

this time, you were there for class before they were so you were able to get the spot you wanted 

the 3rd from the front, on the far right; it was near the front but away from the professor 

you were getting your books out when you noticed someone sit next to you

“I’m sure this seat isn’t taken.. is it alright if I sit here?”

you looked over at the platinum blondie and had the urge to move seats 

“you’re already sitting there anyways, would it even matter if I said that you couldn’t sit there?”

draco pulled his books closer to him so that he could rest his arms on top the books for a head rest and kept his eye contact with you 

“aw you really don’t mean that do you? is it really that awful to sit next to me?”

he tried to tuck your hair behind your ear but you jerked away 

you looked away to adjusted your hair yourself, “yes it would”

draco was surprised by your firmness 

“why?”

you exhaled and turned to him with slight fake smile, “you’re annoying.. your obsession with harry potter is something the whole room and I could deal without.. and you can be pretentious and act like a spoiled brat.. I don’t being around someone like that..”

you thought you were going to get an earful from him, defending his character after you heard some snickers around you

but he just looked at you with wide-eyes 

you just gave him a glimpse into the other side 

he never thought of himself like that 

hearing all of that from a third person’s point of view made him rethink his whole existence 

“what if I wasn’t like that anymore?” he was speaking so quietly, you were sure no one else could hear him 

“why would you want to do that?”

draco thought to himself before answering 

“because I don’t want you to see me like that anymore..”

you couldn’t wrap your head around his words

“if you have some ulterior motives with me, don’t waste your time.. why do you care what I think of you anyways?” you slightly raised your voice in confusion 

he gently led your face towards his by resting your chin onto his index finger and guiding it over

“because I-”

“class! today we will be learning about how to turn a whistle into a watch!” mcgonagall’s voice boomed at the start of class 

you turned to focus your attention onto mcgonagall to forget about that weird interaction you had with malfoy 

why was he so touchy? 

it bothered you that he invaded your personal space 

while you were focusing on class, draco was focusing on your question

why did he even care about what you thought of draco anyways?

was it really because of potter’s bet?

or was it because he really did like you?

although, draco never really had a problem with girls in the house of slytherin, girls in the other houses would never go for him 

he was mean and classist against anyone who wasn’t a pureblood  

even if they were a pureblood, if they weren’t hanging with other purebloods, they were a blood traitor 

that was his ideology and everyone knew that 

he said it so much that he pushed the thought of even liking anyone outside his ideology

that was until he saw you

it was like it was out of a fairytale 

you were just sitting in the library on the windowsill; basking in the sunlight, gently carrying each page over and over again 

he could watch you read for hours (and he did once) 

it was the first time he felt a sense of tranquility 

and it was the first time he felt little butterflies in his stomach 

you were everything that he was looking and yet you’d never look at him 

so yeah.. he really did like you 

by the time he made up his mind, the classroom was empty 

and the seat that was occupied by you was empty as well 

forget the bet with potter

draco was gonna start pinning for you for himself and not for anyone else 

that was when you started to see draco more often in your usual everyday life 

you were quietly eating at the ravenclaw table when draco sat across from you 

“are you enjoying your meal, love?”

you sighed in annoyance, “why are you bothering me malfoy?”

“I’m not trying to bother you.. I just wanted to talk to you... besides..” draco reaches over to wipe some crumbles from the corner of your mouth before licking the remnants

“you’re cute when you’re eating..”

you just sat there, squinting in confusion at the boy in front of you

“I just lost my appetite...” you got up and just left him there trying to ignore the snickering around him

the constant advances were getting on your nerves 

why you? 

why was draco tormenting you?

these things probably worked in the books or even other people, but not you

you kept on trying to push him away 

but the more you pushed him away, the more he tried 

it got to the point where he was walking you to your classes, without asking you of course 

draco thought that by continuously being by your side, you’d be able to see that he was changing to be better, changing for you 

you didn’t mind his presence, as long as he was quiet 

and he surprisingly was

it’s like his temperamental side was only brought out when harry potter or his friends were around 

but lately, it’s been pretty subdued

keeping it only to slight body shoves or snobby glares 

you had a quidditch game on friday against slytherin

draco used that as a conversation starter every time he talked to you

“hey love, what made you want to be a keeper?”

“my dear, y/n, have you always wanted to play quidditch?”

“what’s cooking, good-looking, how were practices today?”

you grew to tolerate your conversations with draco; even smiling at his jokes but never saying anything to his flirtatious remarks 

even though you never said anything about his flirtatious remarks, you were more comfortable with his touches; they felt natural 

he even started to hold your things for you

though you never asked him to but he always held a tight grip on your things and he insisted that you take his offer 

draco said something about how physics didn’t apply to quidditch that made you laugh

that was the first genuine laugh anyone’s ever heard from you 

harry and his friends happen to be in the area 

harry didn’t want draco to win the bet 

so he decided to take matters into his own hands 

ravenclaws and gryffindors had herbology together on thursday 

the spectacled boy stood next to you while madam sprout was lecturing about some new species of carnivorous plant

“did you know that draco malfoy and I have a bet?”

you didn’t think that he was talking to you at first until you noticed that he was staring at you intensely with his brightly colored eyes, waiting for you to answer him 

“and I care why?”

“it involves you.. I told him that if he couldn’t get you to go on a date with him this weekend, he owes me 25 galleons..” potter smirked

ah.. that was probably why draco started talking to you 

you just wanted a regular smegular school life without gossip and drama

you suspected that there was a reason for draco going out of his way talking to a ravenclaw like you and your suspicions were correct

“you feel proud about that potter? getting me involved with something I wanted no part in? what a guy you are..” 

you moved away from him, ignoring his excuses

why did that information make you feel so upset?

it was only recently that draco entered your life but it was a nice feeling 

having someone in your life who constantly asks how your day is going

someone who is always waiting to walk you to your classes

someone who just sits next to you and lets you read in silence 

someone who just cares about you

but did he?

did draco malfoy care for you?

are these unwavering feelings of love you were having?

what’s the difference between caring for someone and loving them?

you exited the class and you almost walked pass draco 

he reached out to grab your arm

“whoa there, love.. trying to run away-”

you jerked your arm away from him; which startled him 

“did you place a bet with potter? about trying to get me to go on a date with you?” your brows were furrowed at him 

draco’s gaze on you softened, “I did..”

“cool. so this WHOLE time, I just was a bet to be placed. no biggie!” you sarcastically threw your hands about 

at that time, harry and his friends walked out of the class

“and you, POTTER.. you find joy in toying with people’s feelings? and aren’t you two his friends? you’re just letting him be a sadist?!”

the three were about to defend themselves but you didn’t let them

“all of you should be ashamed of yourself..”

you didn’t realized that tears were welling up until your vision became blurry 

before anyone could do or say anything, you ran off

you weren’t suppose to catch feelings 

love wasn’t suppose to be in your vocabulary

it was all suppose to be a chemical reaction released by the brain 

so why did your chest hurt?

why were you crying?

why were you thinking about what could’ve been?

draco took off as soon as you did

he didn’t even give the trio a deathly glare 

he didn’t care about anyone else but you

he felt like it was his fault this all happened

he felt like if only he was confident enough to pin for you without anyone telling him what to you, you wouldn’t be crying because of him

you hid away in your room; where no one could bother you, where no one could look for you 

draco asked every single ravenclaw that he came across if he could enter their common rooms to look for you 

but he didn’t find any success 

so he thought it would be better to leave you alone for now, you went through enough today

he hopes that he has a chance to talk to you before the quidditch match tomorrow 

you cried into your satin pillow so hard that you felt like you could drown in your tears; so hard that you fell asleep with tears still staining your face

the next day; you wanted to forget about what happened yesterday with the quidditch match 

that was until you remembered who you were playing against 

you dreaded it when you were putting on your quidditch uniform

you dreaded it when you tried to eat a granola bar before the match

you dreaded it during team stretches and warmups 

you dreaded it until your teams walked passed each other 

that was when you felt a gentle grip on your wrist

“are you alright?” 

you couldn’t look up to look at him; you couldn’t look up at the boy who broke your heart you didn’t know you had 

captain roger davies pulled you away from draco, cho chang shielded you away from draco 

“she’ll be better when we beat you..” the captain muttered and led the team away 

everyone heard about what happen and all of your housemates couldn’t do anything when they heard you cry in you room; they felt bad for you 

you thought that since the field was so big, you didn’t have to worry about looking at draco malfoy

but his blonde hair didn’t help, your eyes always followed the platinum headed boy 

and yet you kept your head in the game, you didn’t let anything get pass you

that was until you saw draco and cho fly towards you at an extremely fast pace

you stood in your position, not budging an inch 

cho realized that she was going to crash into you or the goal so she tried to go around to try to catch the snitch

but draco kept on flying head on 

he was only a couple of feet in front of you

it seemed like he was reaching for you but a flash of gold zoomed by your face 

draco’s broom knocked into yours and he fell forward

you reached out an arm to catch him

and you did

your lips also caught his lips

somehow the angles at which the brooms hit each other and the way he fell forward, made it so that draco fell onto you

accidentally kissing you 

draco immediately leaned back into his broom with the golden snitch in his hand 

“draco malfoy caught the snitch! slytherin wins!”

the slytherins cheered as the ravenclaws were upset 

you and draco held eye contact in shock  

you were the first to landed on the ground

“I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean for that to happen-” the boy was rambling after you

“it was an accident.. how were you suppose to know that was suppose to happen..” you mumbled, still not being about look at him when he’s in front of you 

“it’s not like I calculated the physics in order for that to happen, you know..”

you chuckled at his joke; he remembered the joke he made before about physics and quidditch

“can I talk to you? privately?” draco asked

you could tell his voice was different; it was gentle, like a falling feather

it made your chest feel fluttery 

you just nodded

“I’ll meet you at your favorite spot?”

“do you even know where that is?” you curiously asked

he’s always followed you around and you had a couple of spots you liked at hogwarts, you wondered if he even knew you had a favorite spot

“let’s just meet there and we’ll see..” draco gave you a soft smile before running off to meet up with his team

you saw cho running towards you

“did he do anything else to you? did he say something mean to you?” she asked, worried about your emotional state

“I’m fine.. really. thanks for checking up on me, cho..” you sent her a smile as you both headed back to get out of your uniform

you made your way to your go-to spot; the windowsill at the corner of the library 

you’ve only shown draco this spot twice

part of you wished that he would find the spot

but a part of you wonders if he even knew where it was 

you found that draco was already there waiting for you

he was holding a neatly wrapped bouquet of lily-of-the-valley, white orchids and blue hyacinths  

“how’d you know this was my favorite spot?” you nervously started to pick at your nails, not knowing what else to do in this situation 

“I first noticed you in this area when I wanted to escape from the overwhelming feelings of expectations.. you know.. family stuff.. and you were just sitting here.. reading.. like you were in your own little world as if nothing else mattered in the world but you and your book..”

you just stood there and let him speak his mind

“you were reading a book about flowers, what kind of flowers there are in the world and what they mean.. but they weren’t about magical flowers but muggle flowers..”

draco looked up at you; the light was shining behind him, making him look almost ethereal

“I found the book and read it..”

you were surprised, you remembered reading that book months ago and he just happens to remembered the book you were reading

AND he read it even though it had to do with the muggleworld?

“I hope you know what I’m trying to say with this bouquet..” draco walked towards you to hand you the bundle of flowers 

all of these flowers symbolizes an apology, forgiveness

“so, draco...what are you sorry for? why do you want my forgiveness?” your fingers grazed over the flowers, being as gentle as possible 

draco cupped your face so that you couldn really focus and listen to every word he’s about to say

“I’m sorry for being a coward.. I should’ve told you that I wanted to go on a date with you before the bet.. I let my pride get in front of your feelings.. I’ve always admired you.. but always from afar. I can’t change who I was.. but I can change who I am.. and I want to be someone that you can trust.. and maybe even like me back..”

his hands slowly fell from your face 

“but I understand if you won’t...”

you used one hand to keep his hand on your face

“I want to.. but I’m scared..” your voice started to get shaky, you wanted someone that could stand by you and support you

you wanted what your parents had before you

you wanted what you read in the romance novels 

“what does liking someone lead to? it leads to love and I don’t know what love is like.. I only know what love is from the fairytales I’ve read.. love never seemed real..”

“love is real.. the only thing is love is hard.. we have to put in the work for it.. we don’t have to jump into love.. we can take baby steps.. so let’s have our own fairytale..” draco muttered before you both chuckled about how cheesy that sounded

“I’m not joking though, y/n.. I don’t care about the bet or my pride.. I just care about you.. and even if it’s not this weekend, I hope that I can take you on a take when you’re ready..”

you smiled as you let him tuck a strand of hair behind your ear

“I’ll be ready this weekend..”

“really?” he smiled

“really..” you smiled back

harry potter and his friend’s jaws dropped when they saw you and draco in hogsmeade together; smiling and linking arms with one another

potter felt bad about the bet so he made his way over to give draco 25 galleons

“keep the change, potter,” draco smirked at him before leaving the trio shook to their cores 

boy did it feel good to spite his enemies and have the girl he’s always admired, like him back

The end.

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JSAUX Nylon Braided Cords (Micro USB/Lighting) - Part 2 (second half recorded)(final) (April. 6th, 2024)

No need for another “On This Day” throwback post.

Hey guys. Sorry for keeping it waited on this before this month ended. So anyways, welcome back to this continuous topic review of my new braided cables. Last time where I’d covered my long awaited charging test to my Samsung Tab E device, It’s time where I also covered my recent iPad tablet device here. Thankfully at the same day after did with my Samsung device’s charging test, I’d moved quickly to another one with my next device I’d mentioned. Without further ado, onto this final part share.

⬆️ (29th Image; back in 2:41 P.M.)

Switching things right along, I’d now recorded with my recent iPad device to charge up. Since now that with my Samsung Tab E full on battery; all thanks to my new blue braided cables from the first half review, I’m able to use it to take photos with its camera app. It worked fine from years later and the image quality was good. 👍 There’s more photos from during this second half review I’d gotten. Anyways, this here’s after letting my iPad device’s battery life drained about hours later.

⬆️ (30th to 31st Images; from 2:45 to 2:47 P.M.)

It’s a right time to bring my red colored braided cable in good use. I’d took it out to give a good look before plugging with my Apple charger adapter. It was exactly designed from my blue braided cables, but ya know; differently designed lighting type of cable.

⬆️ (32nd and 39th Images; from 2:48 to 2:57 P.M.)

Now I’m plugging to my red colored braided cable into this Apple charger adapter. Good thing now that for the adapter stills functional, but also alongside with its original lighting cable I’d previously used for my recent iPad device in few years or less. I’ll do in comparison post with my normal cables for another time. Now back to this topic review, its charging progress had finally started when checking onto my iPad device. Looks promising that I’m good for having those new charging cables; from my mom’s help we’d ordered from in Amazon.com. 🙂👍

⬆️ (40th to 41st Images; from 2:58 to 7:20 P.M.)

Hours later when checking on my iPad device’s battery, it’s now fully charged at 7:20 P.M. that sure felt this long. That’s my opinion before going to bed during nighttime. 🥱 Nevertheless, at least its get the job done with my red braided charging cable; same goes for my blue braided cable from my first half review. Though looking back its charging time from where the beginning; at 2:53 til 7:20 P.M., it took about less than 4 hours in comparison with my blue braided cable to my android tablet for 5 hours. Doesn’t matter which is charged better or quicker, I’m very glad when going through my new braided cables for the first time.

My Overall Thoughts/Impressions: ⬇️

Completed through this second/final half review, my red colored braided lighting type cable definitely fits to my recent iPad device. Though having to wait hours later for its charging test to get through before bed regardless. That being said, I did my best to get by when writing this review from it. All in all, I’m very happy for my new cable upgrades to set up. Do wish them last longer for future uses and among with my other tech items I can charge with.

⬆️ (From April 6th, 2024 to May. 19th, 2024)

Before signing off, here’s another close up for both braided cables that includes putting both straps in. As for its length, this is far I can get before photo shoot on my bed. Nevertheless, I’m sure they’re both similar in length beyond their differences.

Hope you guys enjoy this final review topic I’d really wanted to have. I’ll be taking care with my new braided cables as I can, but taking a break before saving some new topics and continuing ones soon. For now, here’s to a final week til June 2024 and to everyone gotten plans for the summer. Good luck! 👋

Also, this. ⬇️

Previously: ⬇️

JSAUX Nylon Braided Cords (Micro USB/Lighting) - Part 1 (first half recorded) (Apr. 6th, 2024) - Link Here

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10k training updates. I haven't been great at putting the updates here, but I have been keeping a diary, even if I might not write the entry til a day or two later.

Day 9 (Day 11) - Completed 10 November 2023

I swapped today’s cross training and tomorrow’s rest day because I’m going hiking tomorrow. So today was rest day.

Day 10 (Day 12) - Completed 11 November 2023

Cross training today (swapped with yesterday’s rest day). Some girls I met from Okayama University took me to visit Smile Rock, one of the local sites. I wasn’t sure what to expect as it was called a hike, but it also seems pretty accessible. I prepared for a serious hike so I was a little disappointed when it was just a bit of a walk around for about 40 mins. I suppose that technically meets the needs of my cross training, but I do feel like a little bit of a slacker. All that said, the actual sightseeing part of the trip was amazing. Great views, a cool rock, a bunch of cats and I even hung out with people and managed to be somewhat social and not entirely awkward the whole time. 

Day 11 (Day 13) - Completed 12 November 2023

This was the first run that was starting to get close to the types of runs I was doing before. 2 mins on 1 min off. The run felt pretty easy and I ran for about an extra 5 mins at the end. I found a loop that I can run that makes a 5.5km circuit. So PR for distance today too! Part of the route I took today is the actual 10k race course. I want to scout the entire course on my bike soon. I know vaguely where it goes, but I want to follow the actual path as much as possible while training to get used to any hills. 

Day 12 (Day 14) - Completed 13 November 2023

Cross training today and I went to the gym for a weights session. It’s been almost 2 weeks since I last did weights as I’ve had other things to do for cross training. I did 10 mins on the treadmill for warm up, deadlifts and the push press machine. I started on some lunges but was saved from having to finish them by Steve finishing up his workout at that point. I hate lunges. It’s been almost three weeks since I’ve done deads so I think I’m going to feel it tomorrow. 

Day 13 (Day 15) - Completed 14 November 2023

Really pushed myself to run in the morning before work today because I don’t like taking away from evening hang-out-with-the-husband time to run. Also I have four classes today so there’s a good chance I’ll just be too tired or have a headache at the end of the day and chances of bailing are high. 

So I did the morning run. It was very cold. 5 degrees. It wasn’t too bad though once I got going, which is promising. I’ve been a little worried about running in full winter. The run itself was easy. I only did the prescribed amount, no more. I surprised at how short the 30 second rest breaks felt. 

Started feeling the DOMS from deads later in the day, so I have another reason to be glad I ran in the morning. The idea of running in the cold evening with post deadlift DOMS, ergh…

Day 14 (Day16) - Completed 15 November 2023

Scheduled rest day. I’m wondering if I should run though as I have English Camp the next two days which I think means early start and late finish. There’s a high risk I won’t run because of that so maybe I’ll run tonight instead. 

Day 15 (Day 17) - Incomplete 16 November 2023

I should have run yesterday. As predicted I didn’t run today because a) I had to get up early for English camp, and b) when I got home I was super tired and didn’t want to, so I didn’t. 

Day 15 (Day 18) - Incomplete 17 November 2023

Didn’t run again because of English camp. These camps really take it out of my, mostly because a lot of my day is spent around the other ALTs and I just can’t deal with people anymore. Especially noisy Americans. I end up drained and headachey. 

Day 15 (Day 19) - Complete 18 November 2023

This run was scheduled for 8 intervals of 2:30 run, 1:00 min walk. This was about what I was doing before starting the program so I knew this would be a fairly straightforward run, and it was. It was super cold too, probably the coldest I’ve ever been running, about 5 degrees, I think. I’m going to need to get some gloves and a headband that can keep my ears warm for future winter runs. My poor ears were so cold they were hurting.

Day 16 (Day 20) - Complete 19 November 2023

Cross training today was hiking and it was amazing! We headed out to the local hiking mountain where we’ve been before, with no expectation of how far we’d climb. It’s been a long time since we went there and the last time we only made it to the halfway point. But today we made it all the way! It was such a fun hike too, with some actually difficult bits here and there where you actually have to scramble up rocks and use the ropes that are placed there in order to pull yourself up. It was so much fun! I can’t wait to do it again.

Day 18 (Day 21) - Complete 20 November 2023

Decided to skip rest day and try to catch up a little. Today was the first day of the conference and I got home a little early so I went out as soon as I got home. I took a slightly different route to what I have been lately. I’m glad it was still light because it ended up being through some windy back roads that I hadn’t expected. 

The run itself was easy - only 8 intervals of 1 min on, 1 min off so I tried to push a bit on the run intervals. I also finished with some extra running, about 12 mins straight, which I’m still surprised I can even do. 

Day 17 (Day 22) - Completed 21 November 2023

So today ended up being rest day instead. I had fully intended to just continue on and do a cross training session today, but I didn’t. It’s a pretty lame excuse too. Steve messaged me about 4pm saying he was heading to the gym. I had been planning to go with him when I got home, but even that slight change was enough for me to say “my plans are ruined, might as well not even do anything now!”, because that’s just how I am. 

Day 18 (Day 23) - Incomplete 22 November 2023

I intended to run today, even though it’s cross training day, but I didn’t. I don’t really even have an excuse. It was the last day of the conference so I think my mental battery was just completely drained by having to socialise so much. 

Day 20 (Day 24) - Complete 23 November 2023

I know my next session was meant to be cross training, but I felt like running today instead. Today is a national holiday so I have no excuse. It was sunny out, actually a little warm so I only had to wear a t-shirt, I didn’t need to worry about long sleeves. This last week or so has just been a bit squiffy training wise, what with switching days around and English camp and conferences. 

This run was the first time it’s really pushed me past what I’d already been doing before starting this program, so I was a little apprehensive, but still pretty confident that I could do it. It was 6 intervals of 4 mins run, 1 min walk. I was worried that I’d be out of gas for the 4 min intervals but I was mostly ok. The last two intervals I was starting to feel like it was a push but I got through it ok. I felt more drained at the end of this run than I have any so far, so I think I’ve found the point where this program is going to start to get hard. There’s some big jumps coming up - like 5 min intervals, to 10 minutes, to 3km no stopping all in the space of a week. This might be where I tap out. Not that I want to, but historically that’s what’s happened. The program makes a big jump that I can’t keep up with and I quit. This time, if I can’t keep up with the intervals I’ll just repeat days as much as I need, or add intermediate steps in there. Like 7 min intervals, or 2kms without stopping. I have extra time - there’s 65 days left of the program and 92 days until the race, so that leaves me room to slow things down and add in additional training if I need it. What I shouldn’t be doing is using those days for extra rest days, unless absolutely necessary. 

[brotherlysuggestion]

Hey, bro, this is.. weird to say but here we are. I really hope y’all are okay and doing well ⊂(´• ω •`⊂)

I was in the suggestion community at its peak, one real popular blog and one more midsize but I just wanted to thank you for your kindness and help and care and support. You and your blog really did help a lotta people. And it really helped keep me here and keep me going. I happened to see a post of yours and it brought back so much tenderness and I’m so.. glad and grateful for you. All of you.

I’m a lot better and in much safer situations and have much more caring people now who treat and love me how I deserve. And I’m a much better, safer, more loving person too. I’m still growing through things and there’s still stormy days, but I’m so happy to be here. It’s really nice to be able to tell you this, to think that you’d maybe be proud of me, and I’m proud of you too.

I dunno if you’re still here and if you’ll end up reading this, you don’t have to, but.. thank you. so so much. Thank you <3

Hey, little sib 💖

I promise we are still here!! I know that we post very infrequently, but we’re definitely still here! (Tbh we spend a lot less time on tumblr as a whole across all of our blogs. I’ll personally check MAYBE once or twice a week for 5-15 minutes at a time. We also run this blog as a DID system, and some alters have fused or gone dormant over time, and we haven’t been fully sure how to navigate that wrt posting).

I’m so glad that you’re doing better than before! I’m glad that you could find a better environment, and we’re all absolutely, incredibly proud of you for putting in the work to grow as a person.

I hope that I’m not reading what you’ve said wrong (if I have, ignore me lol), but if I’m right; Remember that it’s hard (if not nigh impossible) to keep yourself from developing unhealthy behaviors/patterns when you’re trying to survive in a toxic environment. Even if they aren’t useful to you anymore, you needed them to survive at the time, and that isn’t a moral failing on your part. Remember to be gentle to yourself, and don’t hold past mistakes against yourself.

Honestly, I don’t know if we’ve ever shared this on this blog before, but I (Mod Static) made this suggestion blog when I was in a really dark place in my life. I was maybe 15 or 16? And either very close to needing to be taken inpatient at a psychiatric unit, or barely out of my time being inpatient in the psych unit. Part of this blog was protectors and caretakers (Mod Bandage and Mod Sunflower, especially) leaving little messages that they thought I needed to hear. Another part of it was me trying to reassure myself that things would be okay, sort of a “fake it ‘til you make it” thing?

The suggestion community being so welcoming, open, and interactive really did save me tbh. It made me feel like I had a use in the world (NOT to say that you have to be useful or in any way justify your existence to others, but it’s a personal hangup that I feel this way). That people would notice if I disappeared. I met a lot of friends through the community; some of which I still touch base with on occasion, and others that turned out not to be such great company to keep. Either way, those friends kept me alive, too, even if it was just long enough to meet better people for me.

I guess that ramble is to say that as much as I’ve helped anyone, I don’t know how much you all realize how much you’ve helped me. All of your asks made me feel like I needed to be here, whether it was the ones asking for advice, or dropping by to say hello, or thank-yous, or sharing successes. I’ll always be incredibly grateful for that.

I love you, all of my little siblings out there. Thank you for letting me be your brother.

[nouies]

hi, lou! 💙

thank you for your great wishes. i really feel better now, don't worry! 🫂

i think i have watched two or three documentaries. can you recommend me your top 3 favorite? 😄

oh, i understand how you feel. i have been in a writing rut for few days. i think was a bit too harsh on myself, because i just want it to be perfect, you know? and i'm not really satisfied with what i have written til now. as you know, this is my first time participating in this kind of fests, so i was wondering... what does a "check-in" mean for the event? my work should be ready til the date of the check-in or...? 😞

it's so good to see louis again. i missed his pretty face so much. he looked so happy and smiley. can't wait to see more from him this year. 🐳

scotland and brazil sound amazing! one of my friends went to study in scotland and after she graduated from college, she decided to stay and work there instead of coming back to my hometown. i have always dreamed about traveling all over the world. the most recent destination i put on my wish list is madeira island. 🦋

my questions for the day: what inspired you to make gifs and gifsets? how did you learn to make them? 😇

take care,

- your secret valentine 🥹

hi, my love! 💖

i’m glad you’re better but just in case, pls know that you always come first.

mind you, i haven’t watched a lot, i have just started so i don’t have favourites yet. but i’ll mention the last ones i watched and maybe they seem of interest to you: “american nightmare”, “keep sweet”, and “escaping twin flames”. check out the warnings though, they deal with heavy topics.

i completely understand you bc it’s how i always feel when writing a fic, i want everything to be perfect, but we’re humans and we’re not perfect. the best thing we can do is just enjoy the process. i know you can’t tell me too much 🤭 but ask yourself what are you most excited to write abt and then write it (a first kiss? a conflict? the end?). it may help you to see with clarity where your story is going. like, i stopped working on my wip for several days bc i can’t seem to write any descriptions but yesterday i was like “what if i just write the dialogues and leave the rest for later?” and that’s what i did, so now i’m excited to keep working on the dialogues and i can add the descriptions later, or change them as the story goes idk. and maybe i’m just biased but to me you’re amazing, and i’m sure your story will be too bc you’re the one writing it. <3

as for the “check-in”, i think they just want to make sure that the person is working on the gift bc if i remember correctly, the creation period marks until february 13th which means you have until pretty much the very last minute to finish everything. i’m so nervous abt it bc it seems so close now but i’m sure we both can do it! 😁

seeing louis was everything i needed and more tbh! i feel that’s why i was extra motivated yesterday. just seeing him makes me extremely happy 🤧

madeira island sounds amazing! i just googled it and it looks like a great place to visit. i hope you get the chance to do it!

ooooof, i hope i don’t bore you with this lol. when i first joined the fandom, i met a person (i won’t name them out of respect bc it’s a unique name and maybe they don’t want ppl to know, they’re not in the fandom anymore) who knew how to make gifs and graphics. i felt like i wasn’t contributing to fandom anything bc the only thing i did was reblogging (which btw that’s already doing so much in this era where no one wants to reblog anything), so i asked this person if they could teach me how to make them. i started with graphics bc it was easier for me to work with pictures and stuff, and once i get the hang of it, i started with gifs. the first ones i made were of louis saying “soccer” for the usaians benefit 🤧 but anyway, even before starting making gifs, i was in a gc with a lot of gifmakers and they were very welcoming but i felt alien being the only one who didn’t know what they were talking abt when they were complaining abt frames, and quality, and colouring 🫠 i have to thank A LOT of ppl in the fandom who used to make tutorials, share their colouring tips, and just in general were very supportive. none of them is in the fandom anymore but you can still see their gifs around heheh. i know i’m not the fastest one making them, but i still feel proud of the quality and the colouring in my gifs <3

i have a question for you! if louis was an actor, what kind of movie would you like him to be in? 🤩

take care, my sweet!

[ultraphobic]

Hi Lane!!

omg, I am very happy for you and I hope that the opening day will be great! I hope I'm not late because of the different time zones, but now Thursday is just beginning for me.

KICK is one of the best albums in my opinion. and I will definitely listen to this playlist!

Oh, buying tickets is the most exciting event because you never know if you'll have time to buy the ticket you want. but I am sure that you will succeed! By the way, at how many concerts/festivals? which was the most memorable, and which was not?

the place for the festival is a little unusual! one of the main reasons why I don't really like festivals is that they are not the best places to hold :(

Oh yeah! winter is a great time for piercings and tattoos, as there are quite a lot of nuances in summer.

I really hope that these albums will be available because the only place where I can listen to the same Ultraphobic is YouTube, but very often the videos are blocked :(

Oh, I'm so sorry that you had unpleasant situations at work, but I hope everything is okay now? Glam metal related T-shirts sound really cool! I would like to see this

I wish you to save up for surgery and do it next year! everything will definitely work out! omg!! I was so surprised by the works of this tattoo artist, I really love this style and I am sure that your tattoo will be the most incredible and we will definitely be able to see it!

wow!! I think you would definitely be able to become a cool tattoo artist. and what styles do you like at all?

If people think that your affection for Jani is weird, then they're probably weird haha. each of us has had people in our lives who were very close to us and very often they are actors or musicians because people feel something special about them and that's normal!

Oh, I understand you! I am glad that you are feeling better now and you will definitely be able to sing in front of the audience! We all need time to overcome some fear and you have already made a big step so everything will work out! OMG I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE AREN'T INTO GLAM METAL 😭😭 I've been trying to find people to play in a band but it's literally not interesting to anyone lol. Post punk is very popular here :(

Thank you for answering the questions!! Guitars are very cool! What kind of guitars do you have? I would really like to change my Ibanez bass to something cooler (I would like a Fender, but it's too expensive) 8 years of collecting?? You're cool!! which discs are the most favorite in your collection/which ones would you like to buy in the future? Wow, rearranging a room is interesting! Do you have any ideas/preferences for what kind of room you would like to see?

If you can't find people live for a band, then we need an online glam band haha!

🎄 which songs do you like to play the bass the most/which ones would you like to learn to play? Do you play by tabs or pick up the games yourself?

🎄Do you like collecting? maybe you would like to collect something else?

I'm sorry that I'm answering late, I'm damn busy and a little sick and I'm really ashamed that I come here too late. sorry!

Your Santa. ⛄️🎄

hey santa! no worries for the late answer i’m just on my first break of the day

our opening is going well so far!

i managed to grab vip for glamfest and i’m so excited! now i just have to find something to wear!!!! i have some inspo pics in mind so i should be fine

i’ve been to 12 concerts and 2 festivals! and one festival upcoming (glamfest)! i think maybe avatar or kiss were my favourite? maybe also waterparks when i saw them in 2018

and yeah we always have to tell people that they should wait til summer for piercings cus they can’t swim for 8 weeks afterward and it’s so hot here that they don’t want to wait

yeah work is good now! i’m now getting a good amount of work and i’m getting paid fairly at my new job thank goodness it’s just my old job that sucked. i’ll show you some of the designs for my glam shirts once you reveal yourself to me at the end of the secret santa thing because my designs aren’t done yet but i’ll tell you one of them is a recreation of the “britny fox fu*ked me” shirt

and yea this artist is so good! at some point i’ll go to melbourne and get the portrait done i’ll just need to do some saving but i do have another warrant tattoo planned in the meantime (based off the dog eat dog album cover)

if i become a tattoo artist i think i might go for trad or blackwork/lineart cus thats mostly what i like to get!

i am in a few facebook groups that are people looking for bands so maybe i’ll post in there soon and see if theres anyone who likes glam!

i can’t remember the exact models my guitars are but i know both my electric and my bass are both squier and my acoustic is monterey! i bought my electric off my neighbour for like 10% of the original price bc he didn’t know how much it was worth and he played it once and never touched it again so he basically gave it to me when i was 13

my favourite cds in my collection are probably my warrant cds - notably my japan edition of dog eat dog, also my saints of the underground cd, or my signed megadeth cd! i also have a signed warrant vinyl (only signed by jerry and erik)

i’ve only been collecting vinyls starting this year so i only have 9 lps and i think 4 singles? but i’m hopefully getting a record player for my birthday so i’m gonna keep buying more - because theyre so expensive though, my rule is to only buy one if i REALLY like the artist or if it’s a limited pressing

i’m not getting rid of everything in my room so about half the furniture is staying the same, and i am limited as i am going to have to buy most of the furniture myself so cheap stuff from ikea but i’m hoping i can find some space age inspired decor just to make it look a little nicer! and ofc i am going to rearrange all my posters and stuff so it stays me! my guitars are also mounted on the wall which is cool

questions!

- i haven’t played much recently so i should really start learning some glam songs, the only one i’ve learned really is unskinny bop by poison; and i learn by tabs bc i’m terrible at learning by ear

- i love to collect things! i collect pins, cds, posters, knickknacks, patches, anything i can really!

sorry for the shorter answer this time, i would’ve written for longer but my break time is just about up and i have 5 more hours of work :(

i hope you feel better soon!!! hope to hear from u soon!!!

:3

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 237

Our Little World/Xmas Special

“Our Little World”

Plot Description: a teen who’s lost her souls leads Dean to Crowley and a fast-growing Amara. Castiel sees an old acquaintance on TV, stuck in an earthly body

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: No one died…that we saw

Yeah, bet that won’t come to bite you in the ass, Crowley. “You’re strong, but I’m stronger” “…for now” how do you ground the Darkness and not think that that’s gonna come back around some day.

Oh good. Misha’s done with whatever he was up to that prevented him from being here.

Did Dean just tell Cas to go touch grass? He’s not wrong. My boy is looking rough, and all he has done is watch TV

Ok. So it took an extra episode for the Lizzie Borden fanatic to die ☹️

Oh. Oh, Cassy. He’s been watching reruns of trash tv to stave off his thoughts and memories 😭

The look, the horrible dawning realization that he’s found Metatron, and Metatron’s working as a camera operator for the news

I know this wallpaper. This is the wallpaper from the Changing Channels episode

We’re back to exorcising demons?? Wellllllllll maybe not

It’s important that a growing teen learn some good cat memes

I’ve been checking out the lamps in hell, and they are really nice. There are a bunch of like art nouveau shades, they’re gorgeous

Omg he’s not even doing it for the news, he’s like a tragedy paparazzi. He might even be orchestrating it

Man, if this old asylum is where Crowley’s been hanging out or has an entrance to hell…it REALLY shows how much wreckage Amara caused in the demon ranks

I’m glad that SOMEONE ELSE has addressed the fact that every time someone mentions (or I type) the Darkness, I feel like we’re talking about the band for a second…I do wish it was someone other than Metatron

I mean, maybe don’t bait Cas into hitting you, Mets

Sure, Crowley, we’ll call what you and Dean had BROmance

Yeah, i guess that when the Darkness said “we’ll always help each other” or something like that, it cuts both ways. It’s not just a threat to Dean. She’ll protect him too…or she’s just mad at Crowley. I dunno

I’ll piece together what the parallels of Cas and Sam’s fights mean at some point, especially since Cas had to be baited into fighting and then really went on the offensive and ends up not killing Metatron while Sam goes in looking for a fight, tries to be a pacifist, and ends up killing a few demons. Cas was also having visions back at the bunker and Sam…well, he’s having them now

The indignity of having to keep your phone charged IS rough, Metatron, I know…

I AM UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE ENERGY WE’VE BROUGHT INTO HELL TODAY. Amara is very in love with Dean (who on this show isn’t?)

What is the lore in this show?!?! The Darkness is god’s SISTER??? (I can’t believe we’re getting this reveal when I’m so close to season 4 of Sherlock)

Why are you getting visions of the cage, Sammy??

“Xmas Special”

Plot Description: the Doctor and Clara are trapped on an arctic base and their only hope is Santa Claus!

Oh good, I waited til really late to watch another long dw episode

These elves are so mean to her!!

What a brilliant time for the Doctor to show up, seconds after Clara tells the very real Santa that she stopped believing in fairy tales

Is Santa a time lord? His sack of toys is obviously bigger on the inside…

You know what gets me about shows and movies that are meant to be for families that discuss the existence of Santa? And this might be a more recent phenomenon. But aside from the weird mechanics of adults who don’t believe in Santa still somehow finding presents under the tree from Santa on Christmas morning because of course he exists in this universe….but you’re also showing these shows to your like 5 year old who’s just learned through watching that there comes a time you stop believing in Santa even though they’re only now at an age where they can recognize Santa. It’s just weird and I have no idea if that paragraph made sense

Wtf is going on at this arctic base? Why can’t she look or think about these beings in the infirmary??

Ah damn…the Doctor and Clara fucked it up for these people. Whatever they were tying to accomplish, they just BARGE IN

LOW BLOW, DOC! You can’t bring up Danny, and you REALLY can’t insinuate that he’d be cheating on Clara. It’s too soon for her and it’ll pretty much always be too soon for her

Omg they’re really are gonna get saved by Santa…..he just sent an army of toys into this base

I’m usually not a huge fan of how Santa gets depicted in Christmas specials (not in a “this doesn’t fit my headcanon” but more in a “he’s just uninteresting” way) but this one’s at least a little fun and interesting.

I really think he’s a time lord

…I forgot they didn’t know they lied to each other…I forgot they lied to each other at the end of the last episode

I do love that they keep saying Twelve looks like a magician

He’s got a point…it would definitely be offensive, as an extraterrestrial, to find out we have a horror movie called Alien. Then again, we have a lot of horror movies named a lot of things, so…anyway “no wonder you keep getting invaded” is a good reaction

Ah, fuck. The Dream Crab got Clara.

I know this is the Doctor trying to save her, but in this perfect dream world, it’s super jarring to see the hallway walls turn into chalkboards with “DYING!” written all over them

Oh good. The Doctor has come to actually save her….excuse me?? He let himself get taken by the Dream Crabs too??

Huh…so the only way to kill them is to reject the dream

THEY DID AN INCEPTION?? The Doctor and Clara were in a dream but everyone’s been in a dream since the beginning? Since they all got into the infirmary??

He’s so against any real touchy freely stuff, and I am forever living for that

…nah, there’s still 18 more minutes. How…I don’t like this existential crisis they’re giving me “no one ever knows they’re not dreaming m. Not ever. Not for one second of our lives” don’t do that to my brain. Please

Stop physically reaching out to them!! What is wrong with you people?!

Have we really circled back to Santa’s real?? We spent a bunch of time proving he wasn’t real in the last dream, and he still might not be because this is still another dream but who knows??

This girl has an interesting Christmas itinerary. She’s gonna watch Alien and The Thing From Another World before her dad comes around. Then she’ll watch Miracle on 34th Street before what I can only imagine is a Game of Thrones marathon…and last “forgive Dave???”…which she’s somehow apparently already done that last one

Please tell me this isn’t yet another dream. What??? It’s been 62 years since they’ve seen each other??? It was another dream. When did Steven Moffat watch Inception? Did he wait four years? Because the number of levels of the dream were just too much. And then the tangerine at the end, like the spinning top.

[purplesurveys]

1630

Describe your hometown. What’s it like there? Very urbanized and convenient; everything you need is a quick drive away. But as urbanized as it’s gotten, I think it also lacks culture. We have one museum and the nightlife isn’t felt because even though there are many(!!!) independent cafes and restaurants, the quality of food is super so-so that people don’t really linger here. It’s convenient enough that I could probably live here for the rest of my life if it can’t be avoided; but of course I do want to move to Metro Manila sometime just so I can get a taste of how Actual City Life is like.

What did you do yesterday evening? I FINALLY reorganized my closet and got rid of the clothes I either wanted to throw out altogether, or hand over to Reena so she can sell them (she was recently scammed a ridiculous amount of money :( and I had volunteered to let her sell some of my clothes), and am just glad I finally got it over with because I had been putting it off for months lol.

Right after that I had a corndog and mac and cheese, watched the newest Suchwita episode with Tablo, watched a few old Return of Superman clips because said Suchwita episode made me miss Haru, and then spent the rest of the evening watching Cong’s vlogs.

Are you comfortable with leaving the house without any makeup on? That’s what I do every single time I leave the house anyway, unless the reason I’m going out is a work event where I have to be more dressed up than usual.

Do you have any expensive hobbies? It’s not technically a ‘hobby,’ but being a K-pop fan is definitely expensive. A bulk of my salary went to merch until BTS went on hiatus, then these days it’s been all about saving up for Yoongi’s tour (my friends and I have since decided we’re going to shoot for Bangkok tickets!) and supporting the boys on each of their solo activities, like albums and such.

What length do you like to keep your nails at? Short, or at least up til a certain length where it’s not bothersome when I type.

Have you ever felt physical pain in a dream? Yeah. Very rarely though.

What is the oldest online account that you still use? That would be my Twitter which I’ve had since 2010, but that account isn’t even my first; I had an even older one that I made in 2008 but ended up deleting since I wasn’t active in that fandom anymore.

Have you ever had Christmas carolers come to your house and sing for you? Yep that was commonplace at the duplex we previously lived in because we lived close to the entrance of the subdivision, which made it easy for the carolers to get to us. Where we live now we’re SUPER far from the main gate so we’ve never had to entertain any carolers anymore.

Do you know anyone whose family has lived in the same house for…3+ generations? Yeah Angela lives in an ancestral home.

What was the last video game you beat? ...In the Seom, if we’re counting that? Hahaha I always want to beat the weekly updates so that I get to be caught up with the latest storyline.

What’s your favorite Studio Ghibli film? Grave of the Fireflies.

What did you learn from your last failed relationship? The moment you feel as though you have to ‘fix’ the other person, just turn away and leave.

What country does your favorite band hail from? If we’re being loose with the definition of ‘band,’ South Korea.

What’s something on your to-do list that never actually gets done? Driving to Tanay to go to this Thai place that I’ve been wanting to check out for months. The driving route just seems so risky haha.

Have you ever been really passionate about something but then lost interest? If so, what was it? Yeah, reading. I just don’t really do any of it anymore. < Yeah, same. I went from smuggling novels to school to struggling to get past a chapter. But then again I feel like my relationship with reading is also just an evolution of preferences – for a long time I thought I grew out of reading when it was really just realizing that works of fiction stopped being my thing. I still like to read and enjoy non-fiction and essays the most, but I definitely am not as passionate in general as I used to be.

Do you sleep with the TV or the radio on? I don’t have to sleep with the TV on but it has happened in the past. It literally did just last night.

What’s the worst thing about being male/female (whichever you are)? Being a constant target of harassment; the discrimination; the unnecessary pressure to find a husband and have kids.

What movie has the best special effects? Considering the period in which it was made, 2001: A Space Odyssey.

How many work hours per week is too much for you? 70, which is basically working until midnight for five days straight. I’m used to OTing in my line of work, but I think consistently having to stay up until midnight would so quickly crush my soul.

What habit is essential to your daily life? Going through social media before I go to sleep.

What is your favorite documentary? Jiro Dreams of Sushi.

When did you last have a vision test? In 2021 when I was getting new lens for my glasses. I need to get a new prescription though :((

What do you typically eat for breakfast? I just prepare a cup of coffee and that alone is usually what gets me through the day.

What are three things you need to do tomorrow? Relax, have fun, enjoy the remaining hours of the weekend.

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Question for the author. I've seen it mentioned a few times in the past that many parts of Reins have changed over the process of writing it--from a different timing of Applejack's injury to a one-shot version of the story. Would you mind giving some details on how it's changed over time as you've gone through the process of planning and writing it?

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This is a fantastic question! Thanks for asking it, I’d love to talk about it. I hate myself for not having saved a draft of this bc I accidentally closed the app with about three paragraphs worth of an answer so now I have to rewrite it.

First things first, yup, this was supposed to be a one shot. I know I wanted to, at some point, have a rodeo AU story and I had also told my friend Red that I’d write a Strawbjack story. Reins was supposed to be both of those, but in a dumb one shot way. It was supposed to be a story where Applejack gets wracked up in her event and lands herself in the hospital. There, surprisingly, her rival Strawberry Sunshine would always show up (much to Applejack’s chagrin) to try to cheer her up. It was supposed to be a collection of moments that they share that shows them getting closer until finally they like kiss or something idk gay shit happens. But then “Applejack getting hurt” turned into “she ends up in a wheelchair” which turned into “maybe this needs more than one chapter” which eventually, after lots of planning and research and a lot of passion, turned into 70k words and counting of what is now Reins. Yup. A silly little hurt-comfort gay one-shot turned into this. I’m glad it got so out of hand, though.

As for the other changes, you mentioned the example of Applejack’s injury having been planned differently in terms of timing. That’s true! And it was gonna happen different, too. At first, I was planning for it to have been something that happened on Barley. I wanted her to have an accident with Barley that would land her in a wheelchair, and it was originally going to happen in the chapter Applejack Goes Splat. In the Reins doc that I write in, I have a big comment that I left for myself when I was writing that chapter. It’s in all-caps and just a very long run on sentence. The gist of it is, I wanted Applejack to get wasted in the bar (like she did) and then she’d have a fight with Strawberry (like she did, though fun fact I almost had them punch each other by which I mean I wrote “[…] and aj just like attacks her LOL”) and then she was supposed to go back to Brae’s barn.

Now here is where it gets really different. I had two things that could have happened. First thing, I almost had AJ try to drive herself home cause she was so mad and so stupid. That woulda ended exactly where you’d expect. But I wasn’t really into that idea, especially considering some other things that I’m not going to mention right now.

The other idea, and the idea I almost went with, was that they’d all go back to Brae’s as a group and Applejack would be so worked up and angry that she’d be unable to sleep. So what she usually does is she goes on a ride with Barley, but she’s still thinking about how she never finished running the barrels cause Barley threw her off. So instead, she drunkenly sets up her own barrels and decided she’s gonna finish her run one way or another. But, of course, drunk Applejack would make for a shitty course builder (the spacing is not very accurate) and a shitty rider (cause, like cars, you shouldn’t ride a horse while wasted). She has him run the course like three times, but none of those are something satisfying for her. So she pushes Barley. And she pushes him too hard and he slips under her (again) and instead of bucking her off, he kinda just falls over on top of her and like drags her a good ten feet til her foot finally falls out of the stirrups. Now, of course, Applejack is mostly just drunk and frustrated and thinks “what a perfect fucking thing to have just happened to me.” And she kind of laughs morbidly while the adrenaline is high. But then she tries to get up, and she can’t. And then the adrenaline goes away, and the shock causes her to sober up. And she realizes something is very very wrong. And, as I put in my note… “ADHJGDHGHKSF”.

What I went with was very different, obviously. She gets thrown into a metal fence in the middle of her saddle bronc event. She ends up doing the 8 seconds, but it’s later revealed she didn’t even score that well (fucking bummer eh?). The reason I changed it was because she now has very different takeaways from the experience. While at the root of it, the fact remains “Applejack blames herself because she was being stupid and reckless”, she can’t say “well I was drunk” now. That’s one of the things that’s different. The other is that now it isn’t Barley that did it, and that’s important in its own way. There’s some other crucial things that are different which is why I went with what I did, and it was definitely the right choice. Besides, then I couldn’t have written Game Day Day Two: The Final Day Of Game Day. God, I love making serious chapters have the silliest names. Anyway, pretty different, huh? Oh, what could have been.

And then there are other minor changes.

Fritter wasn’t supposed to be such a recurring character, but out of spite, I had her be a regular so the FIMFic admins had another reason to give her a character tag. In fact, I made a blog post about it on my main, and them my friend sent that to an admin and then Fritter finally got a character tag :).

Apple Bloom was supposed to be younger than she is.

Applejack was supposed to be a little more outgoing. And in character. Lol.

Strawberry Sunrise was supposed to be an actual mean spirited person mostly. At least to AJ.

Thistle was supposed to be the Apples’ new ranch hand, not someone she meets in the rehab centre. For various reasons, this was changed.

There’s a couple more, but I can’t share those. Anyway, the story itself (at least the specifics for this arc) is pretty much set in stone at this point but sometimes I do make minor changes while I’m writing if I feel it fits the flow of the story better. It’s a matter of “does what I’m writing fit what I’m trying to say, or would something different do it better?”