#Lovin' life ministries

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Sun Myung Moon, father of ostensibly one of the least perfect families ever known in public life, died of pneumonia complications in September 2012, leaving his wife to lead his church and businesses, and reclaim her children's carved-out chunks of them as her own.

"Zealot: A Book About Cults" - Jo Thornely

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The Sun, the Moon, and All Our Stars ☀️🌑✨ book cover ✨🌑☀️

All of the artwork was created by @giselsann-opencommissions. Thank you! It has been a pleasure working with you. 😊

Check it out! (MDNI - this story is only for adults.)

Some overview and context for The Sun, the Moon, and All Our Stars:

The story takes place in 1899. Sebastian is 25.

At 16, Seb was given a life sentence in Azkaban, where he was tortured, emotionally manipulated, forced into a fighting ring, etc.

When he was 21, the Kelpies, a gang of ruthless dark wizards, conducted a prison break. A fellow inmate suggested taking Sebastian with them, considering him a potential asset due to his combat skills.

Seb spent years with the gang, forced to do their bidding while hiding from the Ministry. Eventually, he was caught. The Department of Magical Law Enforcement gave him two choices: go back to Azkaban or serve as a double-agent to bring the gang down. He chose the latter.

Post-Azkaban, Sebastian never attempted to fit in anywhere or get close to anyone because he knows all too well that everything can be taken away in the blink of an eye. He doesn’t dare to hope. He has no permanent home and never even tried to contact his old friends from Hogwarts, figuring they are better off not even knowing he is out. He doesn’t want to “destroy their lives again.”

Seb is angsty - lonely and depressed. He desperately needs a hug and some good lovin’.

Enter Kate Mayflower, a positive, kind, friendly, and mischievous former Hufflepuff who works as the Hogwarts assistant librarian. Sebastian meets her in the Leaky Cauldron on her 24th birthday while she celebrates with her friends. He falls hopelessly in love with her, the woman who gave him a rare chance to find happiness again.

Kate is a great match for him and exactly what he needs - the sun to his moon. However, she is uncomfortable with dark magic, which pulls them apart for a time.

Other stuff in the story:

Lots of fluff - Kate and Sebastian are romantics.

Tons of smut, including sex at Hogwarts

Mysterious circumstances around Anne’s final years (sadly, she passed away in 1894)

Kate’s parents do not approve of her relationship with Sebastian.

A dangerous conflict with Ominis

Reincarnation/soulmates

The Sun, the Moon, and All Our Stars is at its heart a love story but also about Sebastian building a new life, learning to forgive himself, and figuring out who he truly wants to be.

[dramioneasks]

heyy there do u know any fics where draco and hermione move away from england. Either they go away together or they both move and meet agian in another country. 🖤🖤

Anchor and Rose. - orphan_account - E, 38 chapters, Words: 200,220 - "Is it really a good idea to run away from war with the person you despise the most?“ A hotel, A boathouse, Narcissa Malfoy’s safe-house, and the world’s most powerful wand left behind by Regulus Black. What else could Hermione add to the list to make her absolutely insane? Ah yes, Draco fucking Malfoy. ALSO AVAILABLE ON MY WATTPAD (sixth_senses)

Unbreakable by cleotheo- M, 28 chapters - When Hermione Granger gets pregnant in school she refuses to name the father of her unborn child to the Professors or her friends. Draco Malfoy knows the child is his and he’s busy planning on getting him, Hermione and their child safely away from his father, who is determined to make Draco take the dark mark and join the Death Eaters

Run Away With Me By: NJ Coffee Queen - T, 19 chapters - When the war is over and the dust settles, two unlikely friends flee to start a new life.

Cottage in a Cornfield - ningloreth - T, one-shot - Hermione’s doing voluntary work, Draco’s marriage has failed. Neither is happy. What can they do about it?

Vanish and Reappear - cleotheo - T, 2 chapters - Vanish - With no-one approving of their relationship, Draco and Hermione decide to vanish from their friends and families lives. Reappear - Several years after disappearing Draco and Hermione return and give their parents one last chance to accept their relationship. Two One Shots, Vanish is the first part and Reappear is the sequel.

Of Cats, Artists and Small Towns - CosmicCthulhu - T, 2 chapters - After the war, Draco moves into a small quaint muggle village – with nothing but his art supplies and the scars he gathered through the years – hoping to find some inner peace. And maybe he’d be able to do just that if it wasn’t for a pesky orange cat and a beautiful muse that refused to leave his mind.

A House in the Country -  BoredRavenvlaw620 - T, 12 chapters - “That’s it, just no. I’ve done my duty to the Wizarding world. I gave up my childhood, I gave up my dreams, and for what… a tiny cubicle in which I put the Ministry stamp on endless permits. No more. I quit. Effective immediately. I think you’ll find I have ample vacation saved up. I’ll owl human resources on where they can send my check.” She spent her childhood fighting a war she didn’t start. Now life is passing her by. What will she find when she makes choices not based off expectation?

Turning Tides - In_Dreams - M, 9 chapters - Desperate for a change of pace following the end of the war, Hermione leaves London for a distant seaside town. There she stumbles upon Draco Malfoy, alone and seeking a fresh start. Written for Strictly Dramione’s Summer Lovin’ Fest 2018.

-Lisa

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

In Jin Moon was unequivocally the reason most second gen outside of New York quit

Please don’t drag the second and third generation into your sermon. Long before In Jin Nim’s secrets were exposed she was unequivocally the reason most second gen outside of New York quit. It may have been a blast to go into a stadium style service and do ballroom dancing after. But, for anyone not within driving distance, her reign as leader was miserable, frustrating, and down right insulting. She virtually abolished local communities and insisted for years, under extreme protest, that no one in the country was allowed to speak publicly except for her. Zero other people were authorized to speak in their own churches among their own community members.

If nothing about her personal life had ever been exposed she would still be the most devastating force to hit the American community since Hyo Jin Nim. I don’t dislike her because she left a bad marriage. I dislike but don’t hate her for lying about it to keep her power and status. I am sickened by her inflexible, self-righteous abuse of her status to shut down anyone else’s ideas in the name of obedience to the pipeline of leadership only to plead flexibility and compassion when caught completely going against that pipeline (the very thing she constantly invoked to justify her tyrannical style of leadership).

She left her addict husband and remarried to someone she loved? Fine by me. She espoused absolute obedience to justify taking people’s communities away from them? Nope. This woman is a hypocrite on the highest level. If she had shown any flexibility or humility in all her years and power I would understand, but our community and many others begged and pleaded for years to not have to sit in a dark room every week to watch reruns of this one person’s words. And we were told over and over and over again that she knows and she still says, “no, you can’t plan any services of your own under any circumstances” – please trust her and be obedient.

That’s when I left. I tried for years to stay but she made it impossible. If you want to pretend Americans being “disloyal” after the scandal did it, you are living in a fantasy. I will NEVER sit in any church that honors that control freak. Never.

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Tatiana In Jin Moon, who led UC America, destroyed many BCs lives and mental health.

An unapologetic yet tragic In Jin Moon

“You can’t really believe that stuff?” said Ye Jin, Hyo Jin and In Jin Moon

Breaking Silence on In Jin, Ben, Alistair Farrant

In Jin Moon and Alistair Farrant

[whatisonthemoon]

In Jin Moon destroyed the American Church?

People like to say that In Jin destroyed the American Church, and was the biggest reason for 2nd generation leaving around 2012, and I think this is true, but not simply for her hypocrisy, cruelty to her now husband’s ex-wife, and other despicable measures she took against members who attempted to hold her accountable. Many left throughout her ministry, even before her departure. When she nationalized Lovin’ Life Ministries, a lot of people saw no reason to attend church anymore. They could just watch the service later. A lot of people also found these services shallow, and missed hearing sermons from local members, even if they were not terribly inspiring. A lot of churches lost their sense of community during this time, and attendance dropped considerably. 

Lovin’ Life Ministries and In Jin’s reign did revitalize some people in the movement, as there was an intentional mission at that time to reach those who disappeared from the movement, including second generation. In Jin specifically reached out to the 2nd generation Jaga Gavin, who right before joining Lovin’ Life, was an Evangelical youth minister. She seemed to spark “faith” back into those who desperately wanted to believe that the Church was changing for the better. 

There are likely a dozen or so more new church members that joined during that time and are still active. 

All that said, it was also during her ministry that many 2nd generation left. A number of them left after getting closer to the Lovin’ Life inner-circle, and seeing the hypocrisy and cruelty up close and personal. In Jin’s children made fun of members all the time. They think Moonies are stupid, weird, and annoying, and they laugh about it as a family. They also saw how outrageously wealthy they were, completely ignorant of how their wealth is built off the exploitation of members. 

A lot of people just fell out of church circles during this time as there was a social reconsolidation among the second generation, as a considerable chunk of the more active, faithful members joined Hyun Jin’s camp (and this was during the campaign to call Kwak and Hyun Jin “Satan”) and others were getting deeply drawn into the Lovin’ Life clique. Many who did not have a clear theological conviction or a strong and cohesive social group in the church quietly fell away. 

[sitp-recs]

Hiii Liv 0: so I just saw that you made a list of fics where Ron is being his Best Friend Self and I wondered! Do you perhaps have some fic recommendations in which Draco and Hermione are best friends?? because i LOOOVE to find those and i'd love to find more! Thank you! 💖💖💖💖

Hello hello! Not sure about best friends, but I definitely know a few fics where they’re close friends or at least work acquaintances :) hope you enjoy these!

It Wasn't About the Figurines by @fw00shy (2020, M, 4.5k)

Draco knew that moving in with Harry was going to be trouble. But even he didn't expect that finding Harry's stash of copulating house-elf figurines would frame Harry as a serial killer.

One Night at the Leaky by birdsofshore (2015, T, 12k)

Harry should have known better than to accept a drunken dare. Especially when Malfoy was sitting right there, looking like that and wearing those bloody tight trousers.

Find The Balance by lauren3210, Obliviate_Amores (2015, M, 15k)

After Harry gives Draco his wand and goes back to using his own, they both start having trouble making them work. Finding out why is a lot simpler than fixing the problem.

IDK My BFF Hermione? by lettered (2011, E, 19k)

Draco's a hot mess. Harry's lovin' it (hell yes).

In Pursuit of Lost Marbles by @graymatters (2021, T, 22k)

Every night after work, Healer Malfoy follows the same routine, beginning with a familiar flight of stairs that leads to the Janus Thickey Ward at St. Mungo's. With an air of professionalism, he introduces himself to Harry, his husband of seven years, when a memory curse makes Harry look at him like a stranger.

measures of our days and nights by flimsy (2012, E, 40k)

Draco returns to London to help the Ministry decipher a spell, but things aren’t quite as simple as they seem.

Transfigurations by Resonant (2003, E, 71k)

Five years after Voldemort's defeat, Harry returns to England to help re-open Hogwarts.

Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love by @aibidil (2017, E, 80k)

In which a group of wizards' rights activists goes on the offensive after a prohibition against love potions, forcing the magical world to confront the horror of magic's role in sexual assault and the murky legal nature of consent. Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Draco are swept together to solve the case, and in the process they're made to confront their own love and lust—with and without potions.

Draco Malfoy and the Mirror of Ecidyrue by starbrigid (2020, T, 90k)

All it takes is one look in a mirror and an ill-advised attempt to shatter it, before an embittered Draco Malfoy fresh out of Azkaban is sent back into his body on the day he gets his Hogwarts letter.

Threshold by Kbrick (2021, E, 126k)

Unspeakable Draco Malfoy finally gets his chance to consult with the Auror Department when a series of mysterious doors covered in runic symbols appear all across the country, only to fade away minutes later. Draco’s eager to help solve the mystery of the doors until he’s partnered with Harry Potter, who still treats him like an enemy.

From Ashes by Caedes12 (2017, E, 150k)

When Draco comes back for eighth year, he starts an unexpected friendship with Hermione Granger. Between his new friendship and his parents kicking him out of the house, Draco's life starts down a new path.

survival is a talent by ShanaStoryteller (2017, T, WIP)

In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they're soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone. Their best isn't perfect.

Thank you @allshielded for sharing this rec:

Scaredy Cat by GallaPlacidia (2021, M, 53k)

Draco is cursed and starts uncontrollably turning into a kitten whenever he's stressed. There is, of course, only one logical solution: he must move in with Harry until they figure out how to break the curse.

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[40] partner in crime

50 kisses with fred weasley / tag: 50kisseswithfred 🌼 40_a gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them. [fred weasley x chef!reader - set years after the war, chef!reader is a muggle]

whenever fred gets off work a little later than usual, he has the opportunity of crashing to your workplace; something he’s mentioned he loves being present at. it comes rarely but when the opportunity arises, fred’s not gonna reject it. he’s using his spare key you’ve given him to enter through the back door despite being a wizard, easily maneuvering around cardboard boxes and recyclables scattered along the hallway to enter the kitchen. when he does, it’s like a sight fred loves seeing.

your apron swiftly tucked on your body with your sleeves rolled up. your fingers checking through every single order on the counter top before you call out for the remaining orders of the night. he sees the fire burning in your eyes as you’re in the zone of work; delegating tasks, effortlessly going around your subordinates to check on the taste and quality of the food. it wasn’t until you catch a glimpse of ginger that peeks out from the corner of the room close to the backdoor.

he gives you a small wave and you manage a sly wink before getting back to work. he allows himself to sit on one of the stools, fascinated with the way things were handled without magic. the coordination, the trust and drive to pull through the night was mesmerizing to fred. then his eyes went back to you. the way passion fuelled your bones to encourage everyone to hustle through the last five dishes and it’s a job well done during the thirty minute sprint.

when the night of service comes to an end, everyone’s cleaning up their stations and taking their time to clean up. that is, until you give a clear green sign for everyone to leave early considering it’s been a long day and they had worked additional two hours than usual as it was a special event. clearly it was coded for i want to be alone now with my boyfriend but they won’t press on being able to get off work. they all say their goodbyes to you (and fred), the sound escaping with them when it leaves just you and fred alone.

“couldn’t wait at home for me?” you chuckle, loosening your collar as fred approaches you with a grin, shaking his head as his hands smoothen on your waist, “miss a chance to see m’girl hard at work and give her the lovin’ she deserves?” he kisses your lips softly, twice, “never,”

“you chose the wrong time, then. you’re now on kitchen duty,” you snicker, nudging him by the chest. he scoffs a laugh, whipping out his wand, “have you forgotten who you’re dating, love?”

“you know, i could report you to whatever ministry there is in your wizarding world,” you faintly do air quotes, successfully sending a telepathic message to fred that you couldn’t report him even if you wanted. he shakes his head with a tsk, his hand already waving his wand and in ten seconds, the kitchen is spotless. to put that theory to the test, you swipe a finger on the counter behind you, nodding in approval. “that’s... that’s pretty good,”

“see? now you’re an accomplice,” he smirks, putting his wand away to return his hold on your waist, lightly pulling you towards his chest. you use a hand to hit his shoulder, the other cupping his cheek, giving him a squeeze. “well, might as well give you a reward instead for making my life easy,”

“oh?” his brows raise in amusement, “a proposition? do tell,”

you shake your head, “nah, would rather show you,” fred’s lips gape at your words; easily parting wider at the contact of your lips on his. the act alone silences him completely, unable to think straight considering this... this is one of the few things that render him breathless. 

his hands tighten their grip on your waist, earning a satisfied smirk he feels on his lips as he kisses you deeper, groaning when one of your hands rub on his chest, the other threading through his hair. you gasp when he pulls back from the kiss, dotting kisses that spread the warmth through your body like wildfire. from your jaw, down to your neck, planting a couple of kisses there before he starts to suck on a spot that elicits a sigh that sends the shivers down fred’s spine.

you would bask in this moment, the pure act of fred showering you with kisses and affection. however, when your eyes catch a glimpse of the cctv cameras, it takes a lot of self-will to grip fred by the shoulders, nudging him back. he huffs, brows knitted at your wordless rejection but you only use a hand to cup his chin, tilting it to the direction where you saw the surveillance camera.

“what?” he looks back and forth at the device and you. “that’s a cctv, freddie. means that this is all gonna be recorded,”

“...recorded, you say?” he raises his brows at you playfully. that grants you to smack his chest with a laugh, “not in that way! it’s for security purposes. i’d rather not give anyone a show and risk losing my job,”

“oh alright,” he sighs dramatically, making you shake your head at him as he pulls back, adjusting your uniform. you adore how quick he’s able to flip the switch; one moment he’s trying to steal your breath with kisses, now he’s doing the exact same with the amount of affection he has for you as he dusts your clothes with a toothy grin. “shall we go home then? i could get us back really quickly.” you see him already pulling out his wand and how could you reject such a handsome face asking you so nicely?

it’s like he knows your weakness in that sweet smile of his (he does) and the way he keeps one arm around your waist to have you close (which, he uses to his advantage a lot).

“you know i can’t say no when you ask like that,”

“that’s precisely the point, love.”

[dewitty1]

Fic Recs Wrap Up  -  August 2020 (੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆

A Convenient Impracticality by firethesound @firethesound

Somehow Harry ends up agreeing to a fake relationship with his ex-nemesis-turned-friendly-acquaintance-with-benefits, except for some reason it involves an awful lot of actual dating and, sadly, not much sex. Confused? Harry is too, but when has anything with Draco Malfoy ever been as straightforward as it seems? Rec Post

A Series of Neighbourly Epistles by slytherco @slytherco

Harry finds himself in a very awkward spot when he calls the Aurors on his neighbour… having very loud sex. As in not actually killing anyone. He writes him a disgruntled note and thus begins a very interesting exchange. When they finally decide to meet, Harry’s not quite prepared to find out who his mystery neighbour turns out to be. Or for everything that happens next, for that matter. Rec Post

Cassiopeia Lily Malfoy by GallaPlacidia

In eighth year, Harry had a toxic fling with Draco Malfoy. Ten years later, a little girl shows up, begging for Harry's help. Could the two be connected? And did Harry misunderstand what Draco was trying to tell him, the last time they spoke?

Feat. angry 8th year Harry being truly horrible to Draco, Draco writing a lot of letters he never sends Harry, and the most Gryffindor-Slytherin hybrid ten-year-old you've ever seen. Rec Post

Sex, Lies, and Veritaserum by lettered @letteredlettered

This entire fic is one long conversation about sex. Rec Post

Will you be my daddy? by SasuNarufan13

After Draco divorced from Daphne, Scorpius is set on finding a second daddy, because Draco told him he only loves men. He has even made a list. Then he meets Harry and he's dead set on getting him as a second daddy. Will he succeed? Rec Post

As Souls From Bodies Steal by Femme (femmequixotic) @femmequixotic

Hope may be found in the oddest of places, even in the bleakness of winter. Rec Post

Gravity by _Melodic_ (Sae)

Harry hasn't seen Malfoy in nearly two years--not since that thwarted kiss during Eighth year. When he stumbles across him working at a bookshop, his whole world is turned upside down. How does he deal with all these feelings that have come rushing back to the surface? And what about the pesky matter of Malfoy's new boyfriend? Rec Post

IDK My BFF Hermione? By lettered @letteredlettered

Draco's a hot mess. Harry's lovin' it (hell yes). Rec Post

₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡ Here are some other fics you might enjoy-

It Gets Better by kaikim  @thoroughlycollected

As much as the big picture matters, it only comes together if the details are all right.

Ten years after The Second Wizarding War there's a mysterious curse plaguing Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Ron, Hermione, and Harry come together again to save the school. When the evidence starts to point towards Draco Malfoy as the only one who can break the curse before it's too late, the three friends agree to convince him to help. But first, they're going to have to find him, and no one has seen or heard from Malfoy in five years. (note- I have not read this at this time, but it’s on my MFL)  Art post by @zigster-ao3

Running on Air by eleventy7 @tinyhistory

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects. Art post by @saleiba-tu Art post by @bluebutter-art

Where I Feel Safest by Ladderofyears @clemandben

Draco has a mild phobia of thunderstorms. His boyfriend Harry comforts him. Art post by @miakagrewup

A Different Kind of Meaning by p1013 @p1013

The ceiling doesn't hold any answers, but there are cobwebs scattered across the corners with shadows tangled in their threads. The rug against his back is rough and scratchy, threadbare and devoid of colours other than various shades of brown. Harry takes it all in, absorbs the dingy and depressed state of his home. There's a pointed moment of decision, a note about to be played, a silence about to end, and then he rolls to his feet and sets to cleaning. 

It's the first constructive thing he's done in years. Fic Claim Post

Modern Love by tackytiger @tackytigerfic

Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.

And it really doesn’t seem fair that Draco Malfoy is back in Harry’s life, all of a sudden, and even though he’s wandless, and living with Muggles, and making his mother cry with his lifestyle choices, he’s happy. So what's he doing right, that Harry isn’t?

Because things don’t really change, do they? And if Harry can’t be happy, he’ll settle for a good night’s sleep, some posh antiques, and the opportunity to find out what Malfoy has been up to for all these years. Fic Claim Post

Returning Tides by Zigster @zigster-ao3

Is my timing that flawed? Our respect run so dry? Yet there's still this appeal That we've kept through our lives Art claim post by @zigster-ao3

Keep Holding On by gnarf & MaesterChill @gnarf @maesterchill

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry and Draco both fall into their own battles with their mental states. Draco is sent to Azkaban, and Harry turns to drinking, hoping to forget.

Months later, Harry visits St Mungo’s new ward on the request of a friend, only to find Draco in a deep vegetative state.

Not willing to give him up, Harry stays by his side, while simultaneously dealing with the Ministry's newest grand idea to make everything worse.

Making new allies, and losing old ones along the way, will hopefully be worth it in the end. Fic Claim Post

In Love With the Ferret by Pineau_noir @pineau-noir

Harry has never been the most observant bloke. Sometimes to the point of him not realising his feelings for a particular pointy, pale git. And it's not his fault if literally everyone else knows about said feelings except for Harry and the git in question. So it's really not his fault, when faced with the scope of his feelings, he suddenly has a hard time talking to one Draco Malfoy. Or looking him in the eye. Or not being a total weirdo around him.

There's nothing to do but take the advice of his friends and try to woo Draco over dinners with friends, Ministry cases, and an unfortunately named Italian restaurant.

Harry just can't stop the flutter in his chest when he sees Draco smile. Art Post by @caroll-in

That’s all I’ve got for you at the moment, my lovelies! I hope you enjoy these! I’ll see you soon with more recs. As always, Thank You for reading, following, liking, & reblogging!

Love Y’all! (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*。 xoxoxo Carey  💜💙💚💛❤💗💕💖

[ariparri]

"You mean more to me than you’ll ever know."

Here's part two for the Charson ship content! Part one can be found here!

Life In Hogwarts

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Post Hogwarts

A few years after Carson graduates from Hogwarts, the two bump into each other in the Ministry while getting his license for St. Mungo’s. They catch up for a bit before Carson tries to make up an excuse to leave.

After all the times of Carson avoiding him for years, Chester became desperate and corners him and Carson finally admits his feelings leaving Chester at a loss for words. Now it was Chester’s turn to avoid Carson just to process this new information.

While at a pub, he finds both Tulip and Veruca there. After telling them about what happened, both women tease him for finding out this late.

After some time of him looking back on everything, Chester started to realize why he’s been feeling so empty and annoyed whenever Carson wasn’t around and bothering someone else.

They both finally take the time talk about everything and agreed to take things slow. Carson also started acting like his old self around Chester more.

Although Carson has matured over the years and hardly does pranks nowadays, he still manages to give Chester a headache every now and then.

When they both came out to their friends, Felix took it upon himself to gloat about how he knew before him. Everyone else was pretty much “it’s about time, it hurt just watching both of you beat around the bush like that”

Few years into their relationship they eventually get married. Chester was the one that proposed. Although there was that joke proposal by Carson where they went to a museum for a date and Carson popped out a ring pop. Chester was both slightly amused, and embarrassed.

The thought of kids didn’t cross either of their minds until they come across a foster family. They meet a young boy named Mateo. After getting to know the kid, both Chester and Carson took a liking to him. They later adopted Mateo as their son.

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Headcanons

There’s a lot of head pats and shoulder rubs between these two.

Chester always make sure to take Carson’s best interests to heart. And even when Carson claims he doesn’t want to disappoint him, Chester assures Carson that his feelings and comfort are just as important as his own.

Carson still continues his compliments to Chester about his bum.

Constant blushing from Chester every time Carson makes explicit and suggestive jokes towards him.

Mateo takes a bit after Carson with the jokes, while he shares more interests with Chester.

While he loves his fathers, Mateo is definitely closer to Chester. He finds Carson to be a little too extroverted at times and worries about him.

They don’t own any pets due to Carson’s never ending ‘abuse’ from animals and creatures. So most dates involving animals are out of the question.

Chester actually caught Mateo scaring Carson once with a puffskein. Carson was on top of a shelf holding a picture frame as a shield and begging Mateo not to bring the ball of fluff any closer. It was a funny sight but Chester immediately put a stop to it.

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Song List

I Was Made For Loving You by Kiss

Boom Boom by VengaBoys

Cake By The Ocean by DNCE

Kokuhaku (Confession) by Funky Monkey Babys

Lovin' Life by Funky Monkey Babys

The Promise by When in Rome

Your Man by Five For Fighting

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I gave up near the end of post Hogwarts that I just started listing off headcanons instead.

I was also so tempted to do the fluff alphabet for these two, but I still haven’t done it for Tulip x Carson yet. Well I started on it but I never actually finished it... So maybe when I finish theirs, I’ll work on the fluff alphabet for Charson. I can go into more depth over some headcanons for them there.

I may also update DieRuca’s Fluff Alphabet too once I finish Glitter Bomb’s own.

Here are the lyrics translations to Kokuhaku. Link

🚫No Reposting🚫

[okay-j-hannah]

Summer Lovin’

The Marauders : Fic

Sirius x Reader

Word Count: 3567

Warnings: Just a lot of adorable banter over the beautiful Sirius and his constant denial over the fact he needs to let people in 😂❤

Request: “Can you write something with sirius where he meets a girl over the summer and they never really talk about Hogwarts so he doesnt know her house and when they go back he finds out shes a slytherin” - Anon

A/N: Unbeknownst to them, the two kids from seemingly different worlds had so much more in common than meeting during the summer holidays

She sat below the grand tree, leaning against its rough bark as she flipped through her book. The breeze made its way through her hair, ruffling the pages between her fingers; she could barely register the cool touch it fell on her nose.

Her mind was entirely too enthralled with the chapter written before her, describing wonderous tales of a quiet, simple life. One that didn’t hold so many frivolous magical duties or exuberant ministry bound parents.

A swift shift above her caught her otherwise occupied attention, sending her to gaze ahead instead of downwards. However that view was quickly taken up by a wavy-haired boy of sixteen, hanging upside down by his legs hooked onto a sturdy branch.

“Sirius!” she shouted, unable to jump back due to the tree she rested upon, but nonetheless pressing herself flat against it.

The boy hung there, a ridiculously impish smile on his face, “Good evening, (Y/N).” He dropped his arms, revealing a tiny maple seed in his hand.

“You about made me bend the pages of my book,” she scolded, placing the object neatly beside her, “I need it for school.”

In an instant Sirius was right side up again, very nonchalant about what he’d just done. Instead he held his palm up to her eyes, presenting the maple seed before blowing gently.

The little seed immediately became airborne, but not at all as you would’ve expected. It was almost as if the wings of the plant flapped ever so slightly. But (Y/N) knew that to be entirely impossible, Sirius wasn’t a wizard – just a newfound friend from the city over.

“What are you reading?” he asked, just as he always did when they met, planting himself beside her.

“Little Women,” she responded, instantly feeling the warmth come from him where their shoulders touched. “It’s quite good.”

He frowned, pulling a comical face, “You sure? It looks like a bunch of boring words strung together into agonizingly long paragraphs that’ve been extended into impossibly confusing pages.”

She couldn’t help but giggle, slapping his hand before he could fiddle with the novel, “What you’ve just described is called a book, Sirius. And you’d know that if you ever bothered to pick one up.”

The offended look he gave her was dramatically overdone, “I will you have you know I’m passing my classes with adequate grades!”

“Adequate?”

He bent his head side to side in thought, “Well, adequate enough to pass.”

It always made her smile when she was able to figure him out. It wasn’t at all that difficult though, once you broke through the initial barrier. Sirius was a boy that desperately did want people to know him, although those people had to be very select and definitive.

(Y/N) fit the description apparently.

“Have you gotten any word from your parents?” She waited patiently, letting that cool breeze draw them almost instinctively closer to one another.

Upon mention of his family, Sirius always grew a bit darker, his eyes down-turning to his fiddling fingers. “No – I don’t suppose they ever will. Seeing as they’ve already got their perfect son, they can leave me for the scrap heap.”

“Don’t say that,” she muttered, nudging into him, “From what I’ve heard it sounds like you don’t necessarily want to be associated with them anyway.”

It always did surprise him whenever she’d give negative feedback on a person. She was normally entirely against pointless gossip and ignorant bullying.

It also always made his heart pump a little bit faster.

“You think?” he mused, finding another maple seed on the ground and opting to pulling the leaves off.

She gave a rather vocal thinking cap, scrunching her face up in the way that amused him, “Do I think you’re a pompous, ever-livid, critic that shoves anyone you think is beneath you into the gutter? No I don’t.” She pushed him a little harder that time, making him fall over with his guard down.

“I hate when you compliment me so.” He whipped up to push her back, sending her a bit farther away with a squeak in her voice.

“Then you hate the truth,” she muttered, fixing her hair and spitting blades of grass from her lips.

He couldn’t help but stare at her as she did so, his knees drawn up to his chest and his gaze soft and dreamy. It was as if he was envisioning something far away and barely within his grasp.

“Besides, things are better now that you’re with your friend.”

He blinked his eyes rapidly to attempt to clear his foggy dream, “Yeah, James’ folks have been real delights.”

“Don’t say it so sarcastically,” she wriggled her nose feeling a sneeze come on. It only made him smile further.

“I wasn’t being sarcastic.”

She hummed, “I guess it’s just your natural tone of voice then.” That brought a laugh out of him – she loved it when she could make him laugh.

“How’s your family been, then?” he questioned, too worried she’d wonder about his considerably quieter demeanor that evening.

It didn’t phase her at all that he was being simple; she quite enjoyed when he didn’t feel like he had to be a clown all the time.

“Proud and defiant as always. Sometimes I wish I had a James I could runaway to.”

Very faintly she could have sworn those words made him flash with anger but thought it merely a trick of the eye. Things were never complicated with Sirius and they weren’t about to be now. Conversation always flowed between them as the breeze was through the leaves above them.

“In that case, you’re going to have to write me at least twice a month,” he decided, turning himself so he was facing her. “I don’t want to miss out on you finding yourself a James at your faraway school.”

She feebly punched him in the shoulder, sheepishly retracting it to fold her arms, “You know I’ve never been that popular with the boys.”

“I can’t imagine why.”

It was the first bout of silence they had in days, Sirius finding his throat growing dry. His eyes diverted to her hands rubbing up and down her arms.

“You’re cold.”

Still a bit stunned at what he stated before, she slowly nodded, cracking a small smile. Quite unlike him, Sirius shyly opened his arms to her, urging her to come closer. And without hesitation she inched forward, leaning into him with his arm wrapped around her shoulders, keeping her safe and warm.  

(Y/N) always had a hard time discerning when Sirius was being truly sincere or not, normally when it came to more serious statements. In her gut she knew she’d rather have liked to believe most of them, but she would scold herself for putting faith in silly beliefs.

Sirius didn’t honestly feel for her in that way.

The problem was… Sirius felt completely and whole-heartedly in that way.

And as he skid home that night, he couldn’t help but feel a little lighter than before – secretly accomplished in himself for having held (Y/N) that night. He could almost remember the pleasant feeling of her leaning into his chest – the soothing touch of her hand in his.

A stupid smile was plastered onto his face as he rounded the corner and spotted his best friend lying on the front grass of his home. A glittering snitch was whizzing around his head as the sun faded still.

“Hey, well isn’t it lover boy coming back with a triumphant look on his face.” The wild-haired boy sat up, clutching the snitch in his hand, “Did he manage to steal a kiss from our little muggle friend perhaps?”

“Shut up, James,” he replied, plopping down on the grass beside him, “Just because I bunk with you now doesn’t mean I get to share every part of my summer.”

“No, that’s exactly what it means,” James stated, straightening his glasses, “Come on now, at least tell me you got a cuddle.”

Sirius drew his knees back towards his chest, wrapping his arms around them and resting his head on top, “Maybe just a little one.”

Punching him in the shoulder, James grinned, “Progress, mate. Now just you wait – soon we’ll see it in the papers: Double wedding with James Potter and Sirius Black, marrying their lovelies Lily and (Y/N).”

Sirius couldn’t help but snort, “The day Lily Evans accepts your date proposal is the day I face my parents with an apology and full allegiance.”

They shared a laugh, enjoying the company of having another to talk to, especially about things such as who they fancy.

“But I suppose it’s going to end soon,” Sirius muttered, gazing at the grass with that same drowsy stare.

James then became overly serious, “What you talking like that for? Just cause summer is ending doesn’t mean (Y/N)’s going to disappear forever. You can come back here next year, and she’ll still be living down the street.”

“That’s just it – what if something happens over the school year? You never know.”

It pained him to see his friend like that, so far away from the carefree expression he was accustomed to. All he did in that moment was give him a reassuring nudge, showing that he understood and would be there for him if it happened.

But as quickly as that silence enveloped them, it dispersed – James making a point to shove Sirius out of the way as he sped to the house.

“Last one to the room has to clean up the owl droppings!”

“By Merlin’s baggy y-fronts are you going to make me clean up after your ruddy owl!”

~~~

The school year was going by slower than she expected, the seasons falling into autumn with agonizing speed. As the days went on, all (Y/N) seemed to focus on was when Sirius was going to write her.

It was becoming detrimental to her declining grades as she dwelled on this wish throughout every class. Even Professor Binns mentioned the lack of participation as she was normally the only one who’d ask questions in History of Magic.

Professor McGonagall requested that she seek some extra tutoring before her scores became too steeply down.

It was just the overwhelming thought that Sirius hadn’t made any sort of attempt to contact her. And he promised he would.  

Was it just a summer fling?

“You’ve got to eat something, (Y/N).” Her friend Gwendolyn shoved a breakfast plate her way, “Slughorn is going to be upset if you pass out in the dungeons because of malnutrition.”

She could only faintly smile in return, “I’m just not hungry.”

“It’s that boy you won’t stop thinking about. This mysterious boy you refuse to name,” Gwen bit her toast, eyeing her friend suspiciously, “Come on, you’re starting to look greener than your robes.”

(Y/N) snuck a feeble giggle, “McGonagall was saying something similar just yesterday.”

“I don’t think it’s right for you to be pining over a boy that isn’t putting forth the same effort.”

That created the frown that harshly etched (Y/N)’s chin, “I just don’t get it…”

A crash from the other side of the Great Hall made her pause, simply some surprise that halted her thoughts.

“He was so kind, so attentive – he was always there; cracking jokes and making fun of my reading and…”

“And being so secretive,” Gwendolyn concluded, extracting her wand to fiddle with it against the table. She eyed the commotion happening across the sea of students, “He told you even less about his life than you did!”

(Y/N) sighed, resting her chin in her hand, “I just thought maybe he actually meant it all.”

Another thundering disturbance hit the hall, a number of students standing from their meals to catch a sight of what was happening.

“Probably that Potter gang,” Gwen muttered, turning to console her friend once more. “Look, how about you talk to Professor Kettleburn about some owls that can find his house. Just write a letter explaining the circumstances, owls probably come as a shock to some muggles…”

But (Y/N) had turned her attention to the commotion Gwen pegged as being caused by the Potter gang. Not one too familiar with other social gossip of the school, nonetheless too observant to not know who Potter was, she was suddenly engrossed by the gang of boys surrounding him.

“(Y/N), I’m trying to help you in your stupid dilemma,” Gwen pouted, leaning forward, “The least you could do is try to listen.”

But she was too caught up thinking that one of the boys looked so familiar. Across the way, bombarding a hoard of first years in their wake, the four boisterous sixth years laughed and tossed rolls to one another.

The ringleader, obviously Potter, chucked a buttered piece of toast towards a young Gryffindor, clearly a frightened first year. The sticky bread hit his freshly bought robes, making the youngling cringe and run away with tears in his eyes, others following him.

A short blonde friend snickered, keeping his distance, but enjoying the company. A slender, scarred boy stood shyly away, a disapproving smirk on his features. And another wavy-haired boy was nudging Potter, a crazed laugh on his face as he pointed out the scampering first year.

He looked so oddly familiar. His demeanor beginning to dawn on (Y/N)’s memory.

But it couldn’t be.

“Where in the name of Salazar are you going?”

But all (Y/N) could do was walk towards the disturbance, almost in a trance-like way. Her eyes were quickly beginning to sting, her mouth falling into a look of shock.

The closer she got, the plainer it became that it was Sirius she was noticing. Her Sirius that claimed to be as innocent and clever as she. Her Sirius that portrayed such a charming façade that she completely believed he was the good guy she had always hoped. The good, simple boy she met over the summer – one that could take her away from the stupidity that the magical community gave her.

Only now she was realizing he was just another piece in it.

“Sirius!?”

At the sound of her voice, the quartet stopped their squandering, all suddenly motionless at being addressed by an unknown student.

Remus furrowed his brow, stepping farther away from the classic duo of James and Sirius. He wasn’t about to get in another one of their feuds – especially over a girl. Peter followed suit, sensing the danger and looking towards his cleverest friend.

“Merlin’s beard,” Sirius muttered, dropping the roll he had aimed for the Gryffindor Prefect leaving their food fight. “(Y/N)?”

“What are you doing here?” she fought back those angry tears, noticing sharply his red robes and the glasses clad boy beside him. “I can’t believe it.”

“You’re a Slytherin?”

She shook her head more fiercely, “You’re a wizard! All those months and you didn’t even have a clue that I was one too? God, Sirius, what are you doing?”

The only thing he seemed to be able to do was gap at her, “A Slytherin?”

“The James you were talking about was James Potter!? How could I be so stupid?” she threw her hands in the air, clearly just on the brink of an all-consuming rant, “And I thought I had a decent clue who you were. Oh my God, Black? Sirius Black? My father literally spends weekends at your house… oh my GOD!”

James finally started connecting the dots, “Holy… wait a minute – is this that (Y/N) chick you met over the summer?”

Sirius was still horribly consumed in his initial shock of the whole event that he could only slump where he stood, staring at her.

“I told you back then that I didn’t think you were cruel and indecent. I told you I thought you were incredible and a good person. And now…” she addressed the mess he and his friends had made of the table; the small group of terrorized students at the end of the hall. “You’re bullying first years! First years, Sirius?”

“(Y/N), wait – I…” Sirius was just starting to wrap his head around what was happening. “A Slytherin?”

She was beginning to reach her limit, a personality quite unlike her own snapping through, “Were you just pretending to be something you’re not? I think you’re one way and then come to find out that you’re best friends with the most infamously arrogant child of our year.”

“Hey, now wait just a second…”

“I thought you were better than that, Sirius,” she cut everyone off, “But you’re different, you’re worse, you’re just like those parents you hate.”

She began to back away as he tried to clear his throat, gathering his shocked thoughts, “Slyth…”

“Yeah, we established that, Black,” she shouted, turning around, “I’ve never been gladder that Slytherins and Gryffindors eat on opposite sides of the Great Hall! Don’t speak to me – ever. Got it?”

And as she stalked off; Sirius could feel his own blood growing colder. His thoughts fully back now, shock dwindling as James leaned into him.

“Woah,” he whistled, “You’ve got yourself a little snake now, don’t you?”

At his scoff, Sirius shoved him away, “Sod off, James. (Y/N)!” He ran from his friend group, chasing after this girl he realized he was about to lose.

And if there was anything truer to him in that moment, it was that he didn’t want to lose her.

“(Y/N), please, let me explain.”

She sped out of the hall and towards the adjacent corridor, going anywhere that was from him. “I don’t want an explanation, Black.”

“Please, come on…” he picked up his pace, chasing her in a sprint as she wavered in her steps.

Her eyes were full of tears and she was not in the mood to address them, “Leave me alone, Sirius. Didn’t you hear a word I just said?”

He reached her shoulder, tugging on her sleeve and gaining a glare from her flustered face, “But I don’t want you jumping to conclusions without the whole story.”

She swallowed hard, silently cursing herself for the tears in her eyes, “More stories? So you can lie to me more?”

Sirius bit the inside of his cheek, finding it difficult to let his guard down now that he was back into the grove of school. “(Y/N), you’re not even giving me a chance. Don’t you think I’m a little surprised to see you a student at Hogwarts? You’re clever – Don’t you think I’ve earned the right to be a bit shocked too?”

“You’re a bully.”

“And you’re a pure-blood.”

“So are you.”

“But I left my family.”

“And I despise mine.”

“Looks like we have something in common then.” He attempted a little smile, enjoying the banter a little too much despite the bad timing.

She gave him a harsh gaze, “You’re different.”

He felt his heart give way a little, that urge to open up to her becoming more of a reality. It was that feeling that initially got him to like her in the first place.

“(Y/N), I’ve never been more honest in my whole life than I have with you. You bring that out in me – the real me – the side that I don’t like others to see.”

He waited for her to explode more, but instead watched as she let a tear fall, her frown still in place and not contradicting what he was saying.

He decided it was safe to continue, “You know how school is – it’s hard to find your place and to show you’re not something to be taken lightly or made fun of. I come from a very infamous family, one that represents a lot of what I hate. I’ve tried to take every possible measure to show that I’m nothing like them.”

The look in her eyes was beginning to soften and he found more courage to speak up, “I’ve rebelled against a strict upbringing, I defy any sort of rulebook given to me, and I do the complete opposite of the expectations set for my life. I’m a Gryffindor for crying out loud! My whole family has been in Slytherin for generations.”

She sniffed, swiftly reaching to wipe away stray tears, “You’ve built a wall. And you’re too stubborn for your own good to let people into it.”

“Except James, Remus… and you.”

That made her chest hurt with a little more pride than sorrow, “Maybe I did jump to a few conclusions.”

“And maybe I’m a blithering idiot that said Slytherin one too many times.”

The smile he gave her made her giggle slightly, taking a step forward so they were closer as they once were those many months ago. “If you can promise me you try to avoid the bullying, maybe I’ll consider seeing you more.”

“Even with the distance between the tables?” he smirked.

She lifted her hand slowly to graze his fingertips, “If you make the trip worth it.”

It was like his whole body froze in place, a feeling like none other coursing up his arm and taking refuge in his steely heart.

“But of course,” she remarked much louder to the muttering she used before, “That means you’ll have to actually show you have a good heart every once in a while.”

And she walked away, heading back to her dorm as Sirius stood there with the biggest smile on his face – one he hadn’t felt in a long time.

~~~

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A Gift For You On My 30th Birthday

IT’S MY 30TH BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

This is an accurate portrayal of how I felt this morning when I woke up! 30!!!! WOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!!!! I have lots of feels so I made a playlist. Naturally. So here are 30 songs (+1 for good luck) that I love and a little bit about them.

Knockin on Heaven’s Door by Bob Dylan - My mom says that this is the first song that came on the radio when we left the hospital. Imagining that it’s the first song I heard is nice.

I Love Your Smile by Shanice - When I was a baby child, this was my song! Every night when my dad got home from work and walked into our apartment in Queens I would run to him and ask him to play my song and I would sing it. HARD! Mind you I was like 2 or 3 but it didn’t matter.

Fly Like An Eagle by Seal - Can we talk about the Space Jam soundtrack!? It was vibe to my 6 or 7 year old self and it still goes! I feel like this album was the first time I really heard music. And felt it.

I Wanna Be Down by Brandy - Ok so my dad got those Columbia House cds for 1c or whatever and the first one he gave me was Brandy’s self titled album. You couldn’t tell me nothing!!! Hairbrush karaoke on a million!

Bills, Bills, Bills by Destiny’s Child - When “Writings on the Wall” came out, I really tried to convince my friends to do a backyard performance with choreography and everything. They said no but it was then at 9 that I knew I wanted to be an artist, a director specifically.

We Can’t Be Friends by Deborah Cox - Another in the Columbia House cd collection, I played this album out and knew every word. I played it last summer after not listening to it for at least 15 years and still knew every word and every riff.

My All by Mariah Carey - “I’d give my all/ To have/ Just one more night with you” I had no real context for what I was singing but I used to sing this song so hard! I miss classic Mariah.

Kick Your Game by TLC - That Crazy, Sexy, Cool album was so classic and it was hard to pick one song but this was my jam!

I’ll Be There by The Jackson 5 - Now that I am older I question if I really want someone to be there with that much fervor after a breakup but when baby MJ sings “just look over your shoulders honey, oooh!” I feel it in my soul!

Dirty Diana by Michael Jackson - This song sends me. From the very beginning, to the beat drop. And when she grabs the phone from him and tells his baby “He’s not coming back/because he’s sleeping with me!” thats a moment. No one wants to be on the receiving end of that call but Diana gets what she wants.

That’s The Way Love Goes - JANET! Queen of the Whisper Sing! Duchess of Tight Choreo! I was way too young to be singing this song but I blame my dad. It’s a sexy jam and I don’t regret it.

Are You That Somebody by Aaliyah - When I was 10, some friends and I danced to this song at our elementary school. My mom choreographed it, we got matching outfits and we performed it. Another group of girls (who were admittedly more popular) danced to “Maria, Maria” and they wore matching cowboy hats. Naturally, there was a showdown on the playground over who was better. Naturally.

Just a Friend 2002 by Mario - Westbury Middle School! It was the best of times and the worst of times. Mainly the worst of times cuz middle school is hellish and there is nothing you could do to make me want to relive those years. But one of the sweet moments was getting a mixed cd from this boy that had a crush on me and this was the first song. Swoon It worked. We dated for a while. It was cute.

My Life, My Love, My All by Kirk Franklin - This is the first song I ever choreographed and it changed my life. I was 10 years old. I showed my mother the choreo and she said teach me. It was in that moment that she validated my artistry. That’s why can’t nobody tell me nothing. I have been doing this for 20 years!

Healing by Richard Smallwood - My mother choreographed this piece for the church dance ministry, Choresis, at Memorial Presbyterian Church in Roosevelt, NY. It was one of their most popular pieces and it gave my mother the outlet she needed to dive headfirst into her artistry. I learned how to lead, facilitate and hold healing arts-centered space from my mother and the women she danced with. Their labor made me possible.

Air Force Ones by Nelly - Back to Westbury Middle School, this song is to honor the Air Force 1s wearing preteen I was. Ooh girl…

Ready For Love by India.Arie - When this song came out I thought I knew what it meant and sang it as such. Girl. Girl Girl Girl Girl Girl Girl… 15+ years later and the only thing I know is that I don’t know very much at all. Also this song is very hetero and I am indeed very queer. lol

I’ll Write A Song For You by Earth, Wind & Fire - Family road trips were not complete without this song. We still sing this song like it’s our job. I knew we were getting older when my brother Jordan couldn't hit the high notes.

As by Stevie Wonder - This song. Whew. When I was 10, my mother and I were asked to dance to this song at the funeral of a baby that died. We did and afterwards I was tore up. I kept thinking about my baby brother, Aaron, who has just been born and how I would feel if he died. I didn’t listen to this song for years. Until I really listened to the words and thought about a love that transcends space and time. This song inspired me to write a musical based on Stevie Wonder’s music. And it is my favorite song by my favorite singer.

Breathe from In The Heights Musical - Fast forward, my senior year of college my parents gave me tickets for In The Heights for Christmas. My best friend Lana and I sat in the second to last row in this Broadway house and when this song started I wept. I mean completely lost it. Because she was singing my story. I was flunking out of college my senior year and hadn’t told my parents. I had been a top student in high school and graduated #5 in my class. But I didn’t have words to name my anxiety, depression and fear that I had no idea what to do with my life after school. “And what will my parent say?/Can I go in there and say/"I know that I'm letting you down” This song still makes me cry.

I’m Here from The Color Purple Musical - I’ll let the song speak for itself. “I believe I have inside of me /Everything that I need to live a bountiful life/And all the love alive in me/I'll stand as tall as the tallest tree/And I'm thankful for every day that I'm given/Both the easy and hard ones I'm livin'/But most of all, I'm thankful for/Lovin' who I really am

Back That Azz Up - Ha! This is my favorite transition. This song is for my undergrad club days at A&T and the Blu&White fam.

Boogie Oogie Oogie by A Taste of Honey - But I don’t actually club for real because I am a grandma that missed my era. I could dance to disco all night actually.

Seasons of Love from RENT Musical - What can I say? I’m a theatre kid. This is for A&T’s theatre department that taught me so much and made me so much of who and how I am as an artist. And Rest in Peace to the mother of our theatre department, Frankie Day.

Screens by Zoocrü featuring Al Strong - In 2016, I met a woman named Margaret A. Brunson who changed my life. (She has that effect on everyone) The first time we hung out she took me to an Kickstarter kickoff party for a band named Zoocrü. I had never heard of them before but as soon as they started playing I was like Who are these boys? I offered my administrative assistance for their campaign and it turned into more than I ever imagined. That offer is what pushed me into consulting and it’s been a joy to work with artists and creatives. I am grateful that our paths crossed.

Sunday Candy by Donnie Trumpet - My grandmother, my Nanny, Evelyne Marie Laisure Marshall passed away on September 29, 2017. Her living made me possible and her passing changed my life. I talk about grandmas so much because I dont know who I would be without her love. I miss her so much but I find her everywhere; in my red fingernail polish, in my card shuffling, in my baking, in my political analysis, in my care. And yes, in the candy dish in my living room.

F.U.B.U. by Solange - Last year I created a show called “Buy My Soul And Call It Art”. I had no idea what I was doing but my Nanny had passed and my cousin Michael had passed and the Universe was telling me to “do it scared”. This song was featured in the piece because I never wanted anyone to forget who this is for, who this is centering. “All my niggas in the whole wide world…”

I Want You by Erykah Badu - The second show in the trilogy is “Buy My Body And Call It A Ticket” and that show almost killed me. I had to go somewhere deep inside myself and that place is dark and scary and I wasn’t sure that I was gonna make it out. But I did. And what brought me back was this. “I want you.” I want my body. I want my life. I want my love. I want myself.

I Need You To Survive by Hezekiah Walker - Show number 3 (which will be rebooted) is “Buy My Art And Call It Holy”. Though I don’t consider myself a Christian, I cannot separate myself from my Christian upbringing and this is one of my favorite songs. When I sing it I am singing it out to my people. I am singing to you. “I need you/ You need me/We’re all apart of one body”

Never Would Have Made It by Marvin Sapp - Yall there have been times when I wasnt sure if I was gonna make it to 30. Seriously. Depression and anxiety is real. Sometimes it zaps the desire to be right out of me. But I am here. And I am so grateful. Here’s to another day, another week, month, year, decade!

Crazy, Classic, Life by Janelle Monae - Did ya’ll think there wouldnt be some Janelle Monae on here!?! This is my theme song! Let’s ride this thing til the wheels fall off!

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The church was renamed 'Lovin' Life Ministries' with the aim of attracting younger, cooler recruits who really appreciate the hip power of apostrophes.

"Zealot: A Book About Cults" - Jo Thornely

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“she's fucking impetuous and daring, a little too bold and way too fucking fearless.”

MARY MACDONALD is 21 years old and works as an JUNIOR AUROR and is loyal to THE OOTP they were an GRYFFINDOR and are a MUGGLEBORN. SHE look like CHRISTIAN SERRATOS. 

CHARACTER PARALLELS: jessica jones ( jessica jones ), leia organa ( star wars ), arya stark ( asoiaf ), johanna mason ( the hunger games ), nancy wheeler ( stranger things ), rosa diaz ( b99 ), ellie ( the last of us ), raven reyes ( the 100 ), kat edison ( the bold type ), nina zenik ( six of crows ) AESTHETIC: red lipstick stains on drained cups of tea, leather jackets, cigarette bums crushed under doc martens, sitting down in the shower and letting time pass by, always wearing your gold cross necklace, messy ponytails, beer burps, laughter that’s filled with desperation, jean dungarees, screaming in your pillow, mud stained clothes, denim on denim on denim. LINKS: stats. pinboard. character tag. playlist.

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mary had a little lamb? WRONG. mary had a little calf. because she was born on a dairy farm in the highlands of scotland ( laugh at my joke pls i worked hard on it ). she was born third to two muggles – a scottish father and a mexican mother, who loved each other deeply – and would eventually become their middle child. she could have become overlooked, but mary never felt discounted at home: while her parents were very often busy with the cows, their love ran deep.

her youth consisted of this: running through fields of grass, attending a muggle elementary where people sang songs at her ( old macdonald had a farm and mary had a little lamb, the former of which was, of course, accurate ), playing with the animals, building tree houses with her brothers and sister and playing football every spare moment she got. it was good and simple and wholesome.

of course, strange things happened, as they tend to with muggleborns: she’d explode her brother’s toy when she got angry, or let things fly around the room when she was laughing. when she found out she was a witch at age eleven, things fell in its place. and the macdonalds, while traditional catholics, accepted mary, which is the most important thing of it all. her parents were shocked, yes, but they squeezed her shoulder and promised to discover this all together.

which?? very much influenced mary greatly? because it went against a lot of things they – and she, too – believed in. magic was deemed evil by the church they attended. everything about this was supposed to be wrong, but her parents shifted their views because their love for their daughter was greater than their desire to cling to all the rules the church laid down for them, this has allowed her to have a faith in people, and while she may be cynical and bitter at times, that faith is still there.

i mean --- her parents accepted her, they were capable of openmindedness despite being traditional people in most other situations. other people can too.

hogwarts was as chaotic as home, and mary settled in quite nicely. sorted into gryffindor ( she guessed it was for her rambunctious nature, but who knew ), she found herself a second home and loved it. as it turned out, she was rather good with a wand as well – she didn’t do so good at essays, though – and genuinely liked learning ( except for history of magic. fuck that. ).

being a muggleborn had its downsides, of course, but mary never really allowed herself to feel discouraged. hurt? yes, definitely, but never discouraged. she wasn’t going to let it get to her, she told herself, but it did, especially when the harsh words turned into something more. it was during her confrontation with mulciber that mary felt true, harsh fear for the first time. she felt shut down, paralysed, depressed —�� but then, after a while, she got up and took some important steps. she reported mulciber, which led to nothing, which caused her to feel angry, which in turn caused her to feel determination. if the system wasn’t going to be on her side, she’d just have to fucking change it, right? mary started throwing herself in her schoolwork, determined to join the dmle – hopefully as an auror, but any position would do. she suppressed her fear and the trauma that was there, and kept her head straight.

this entire situation is up for change and stuff when/if we get a mulciber! 

graduation rolled around and mary got the five required NEWTs to even apply. it was a nervewracking process, but once she got into auror training, she cried. like. for a full ass day. she was so proud of herself and she felt so determined and !! man. it was such a good, defining moment. around the same time, mary joined the order; she knew the ministry was corrupt, and that it’d not allow her to do everything she wanted to, when the order DID. mary had too much anger, too much determination to fight this bullshit to just stick with the ministry, and so the order seemed like the right place.

it’s only recently that mary graduated from her training and became a junior auror. it’s ... infuriating, at times, but also amazing. she hates the ministry and most of the people in it, feels paranoid in those walls, but knows that there are good people, too. people who want to better that place, like she does.

kaz brekker voice: brick by brick, i will destroy you.

also --- mary is ... very quite involved in the war. her time is divided between the order and work, and her dog. she’s determined to get this war to end. she doesn’t even care if she destroys herself in the process --- what does her life mean, if she could help save numerous people?

so right now, she’s fighting. she’s gritting her teeth and keeping her goals in the back in her mind and is focusing. and she does not always feel brave or confident or self assured, but that does not matter: mary macdonald always gets the fuck back up, and that’s what she will keep doing until she’s completely knocked down.

personality & tidbits.

mary is a human espresso. she’s so. damn. bitter?? despite the fact that she keeps on going and that she’s fighting her ass off, she’s tired and angry that things don’t seem to be moving in the right direction, she’s feeling bitter about the fact that this kind of discrimination is happening right in front of her eyes and that she does not have enough power to stop it. she feels powerless, which makes her feel bitter, which makes her cynical.

still! mary is not necessarily a debbie downer to be around. she keeps her bitterness ( and hopelessness, even ) carefully hidden in boxes in her mind. on the outside, she’s filled with quips and smiles and quick comments! just a sociable bean, but just a bitter one.

is a dog person and will fight anyone who prefers cats. has a cairn terrier called bowie. she loves him more than anyone.

obsessed with tea, tbh. her ma always said that ‘there’s nothing a cuppa can’t fix’ and mary definitely agrees with this statement.

though is also a ‘whiskey in a teacup’ kinda gal

can be spotted wearing either a rly nice ass blazer or a jean jacket, no inbetween. either office-fancy or farmer-chique

fucking loves muggle culture and loves fellow muggleborns and !!!!!! she loves it!!!

very much in a take-no-prisoners mindset at this point re: death eaters. it kind of scares her, tbh, but mary is very much capable of murdering a death eater, even if she could stun them — she’s just done. she’s very. done. with them. and this whole shbang? will only feed into this.

mary is ruthless, that’s what it boils down to. she’s a lot more than that, of course, but she’s ruthless — in small things ( football matches & boardgames ) but also in bigger ones, and of course the war is the main way it shows. mary is so angry. she’s so angry and scared and tired of feeling that way and tired of being scared to lose people and herself and of death and she’s so angry that people really are this way and that they really do these things — she wants it to stop. she wants the world to be right. and sometimes she thinks the ends do justify the means.

this is why she’s chaotic neutral and not chaotic good.

like ive had her turned to dark arts before just bc she’s so desperate to. fucking win. tbh i’m sure she has a growing interest rn. stop it mary :(

and she’s also like — mary doesnt care if she ruins herself? if she becomes a bad person who’s unable to live with the shit she’s done? as long as the world is better for it, as long as kids can go to hogwarts and feel safe and the world is a safe place for everyone. what does her soul matter in the grand scheme of things? she’d burn in hell forever if it meant the rest of the world changed for the better.

emotionally driven mess of a being

is catholic but struggles a lot with religion and feeling faithful, but she does still identify is a catholic, it’s just? complicated. it’s rly complicated and she hates it.

is a bit flighty when it comes to romance, def has a lot of one night stands/fwb situations though??? she’s just like??? i dont have time for romance its a WAR

has been trying to stop smoking for five years, but alas

a proud scot. a proud latina. proud proud proud. such a fucking lionness.

mary was a beater during her time at hogwarts and was Highly competitive. threw herself into the sport tbh after the mulciber incident. she still thinks football is superior, but you know, it isnt in the air.

she’s pan and out of the closet --- something that did put a strain on her relationship with her family. ( the fact that they could accept her magic but not her sexuality ... baffles mary, but bigots have never been very reasonable. ) she’s not very open about it at home, but otherwise ... she’s out here lovin everyone.

plot ideas!

roomies —– so mary is not Earning A Whole Lot Right Now but does not want to live at home any more because 1. its in the middle of nowhere and 2. most importantly, she’s afraid of endangering her family. she needs roomies! i’d love for her to live in glasgow/edinburgh/london/idk a city!!!

hook ups/fwb’s/etc —– mary is what the old ppl call promiscuous and she sleeps around. so ! let’s talk! former hook ups! booty calls! friends with benefits! etc etc etc!

party pals —- mary likes going to pubs and clubs in the muggle part of town bc it is a LIT way to escape the reality of the wizarding world and also, muggle clubs have better music. come party w her!!!!

in the dragon’s den together —- fellow ministry employees who side eye the ministry and whom mary can sip tea and judge their colleagues with

mudbloods club —- mary loves her fellow muggleborns and i would love some muggleborn friends that she can be buds with. ranting about dumb pureblood names and traditions and the fact that wizards dont have movies

general friendship ideas —- im just going to a bunch of ideas here: hogwarts friends, ride or dies, order pals, friendly exes, fellow tea drinkers that she can go on coffee/tea dates with, friends who are growing apart bc of the war (my fave), etc.

etc —- some other ideas i want to spitball: purists who h8 on mary’s life, fellow diagon alley employees, fellow order members, Annoyances, there is solidarity in being scottish, ministry connections, etc etc etc HIT ME UP

[dramioneasks]

Looking for something like Dark Water & Dying Eyebrights by bex-chan please.

Post-Hogwarts/war, bump into each other in the Muggle world. Bonus if memory loss included. Thank you!

Snakes and Daffodils - KEvergreen - M, 17 chapters - Walking into a decently respectable tattoo parlor in the middle of muggle London, the last person Hermione Granger expected to see was Draco Malfoy. Especially speaking, he had been declared missing, and presumed dead, for the past couple years. A story in which Draco Malfoy runs away from the wizarding world, and becomes a muggle tattoo artist. Stranger things have happened.

Of Cats, Artists and Small Towns - CosmicCthulhu - T, 2 chapters - After the war, Draco moves into a small quaint muggle village – with nothing but his art supplies and the scars he gathered through the years – hoping to find some inner peace. And maybe he’d be able to do just that if it wasn’t for a pesky orange cat and a beautiful muse that refused to leave his mind.

The Rest of Their Lives By: smuggled-muggle - M, 15 chapters -Voldemort’s defeated and now they’ve got the future to look forward to. Hermione’s happily ever after doesn’t happen as she had planned, and Draco refuses to live the life planned for him.

A House in the Country -  BoredRavenvlaw620 - T, 12 chapters - “That’s it, just no. I’ve done my duty to the Wizarding world. I gave up my childhood, I gave up my dreams, and for what… a tiny cubicle in which I put the Ministry stamp on endless permits. No more. I quit. Effective immediately. I think you’ll find I have ample vacation saved up. I’ll owl human resources on where they can send my check.” She spent her childhood fighting a war she didn’t start. Now life is passing her by. What will she find when she makes choices not based off expectation?

Love Blooms by HCB123 - M, 7 chapters - Every valentines day, Hermione visits her local Muggle plant shop. Who should she bump into but the one and only Draco Malfoy. Warning: starts tame - gets steamy nearer the end.

Live like common people - blue_string_pudding - M, 22 chapters - Less than a year after the battle of Hogwarts Draco Malfoy disappeared.6 years later, Hermione finds him again in South London having completely abandoned the wizarding world. But he’s not the boy she remembers: Long hair and covered in tattoos, he appears to have developed a penchant for drugs and heavy metal music. And why on earth is h

e running a muggle bicycle shop?

Turning Tides - In_Dreams - M, 9 chapters - Desperate for a change of pace following the end of the war, Hermione leaves London for a distant seaside town. There she stumbles upon Draco Malfoy, alone and seeking a fresh start. Written for Strictly Dramione’s Summer Lovin’ Fest 2018.

All the Pretty Colours - Snapes_Godess - E, 14 chapters - Hermione Granger thought that leaving the magical world was the answer to her mental health crisis. She left her work, her friends, part of her very soul behind in search of healing. It wasn’t until a face from her past strolled into her life and disrupted her solitude that she began to see that she didn’t need to fight alone.

Magic in the Muggle World By: NJ Coffee Queen - T, 23 chapters - On a case in muggle London, Hermione runs into the last person she ever expected to see.

-Lisa

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

In Jin Moon and Alistair Farrant

▲ Lovin’ Life band with Alistair Farrant on keyboards

The wife of Bill Gertz, Debra Gertz’s reply to In Jin Moon’s statement:

Why did In-Jin not support Alistair’s Blessing and why did she break up that Blessed family? Will she say that Alistair and Hyo Jueng were on the “outs”? When Alistair and I and my husband matched Aleks and Ian together, Alistair told me he loved his wife and their family was secure. Right after Aleks and Ian were Blessed, Alistair began a relationship with In Jin Nim, and IJN did not encourage Alistair to return to his wife. She encouraged his relationship with her. This devastated the Farrant family. Five children and Hyo Jueng were hurt and many left the church because of this.

Also, tell us how was Patricia abusive to Ben, what does Patricia have to say about that? What do Ben’s boys have to say about that accusation?

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Debra Gertz, tells her side of the In Jin-Alistair affair.

Jamal, did you ask me how long I knew about the In Jin Nim and Alistair Farrant affair? I have known about it since about 2004. When my daughter was blessed to Alistair’s son and the young couple moved in with the Farrants, Alistair began a relationship with In Jin to work on music together.

My daughter witnessed a very unusual Thanksgiving dinner in which In Jin invited the Farrant family to her home for Thanksgiving dinner, including my daughter. Conveniently, Jin Sung [James] was not present. In Jin wore a very low cut top and my daughter said she felt like In Jin was seducing Alistair right in front of his wife and family. Alistair ate it up. In Jin and Alistair began spending night and day together after that, crying on each other’s shoulders about their spouses and the church and making music together. Alistair was craving this kind of recognition for his music work and In Jin wanted to use his talent and talk to him about her problems, and issues she didn’t like about the church, and probably her husband. They created CDs of music they wrote and In Jin sang and Ali edited and helped write the music. In Jin used those to travel to church centers and ask for help to get Dr. Bo Hi Pak out of prison. It was obvious at that time that In Jin and Jin Sung had some kind of open marriage, or arrangement, because Jin Sung didn’t care much that In Jin was spending night and day with Alistair.

Hyo Jueng, Alistair’s wife, and her children on the other hand minded very much. In Jin didn’t care about that. She accused Hyo Jueng of being a bad wife. Alistair actually was the first one to help start the music ministry for Lovin’ Life Ministries. In Jin made him VP of the Manhattan Center. He moved into the Manhattan Center and abandoned his wife and children. He told them: I want to live for In Jin. For weeks before that he would go off with In Jin and not tell anyone where he was or what he was doing. His wife would find hotel bills and things like Viagra in his briefcase, and the only person his wife knew Alistair was with was In Jin. Later on, maybe a year later, after LLM began, Ben Lorentzen came onto the LLM scene. Some say it was In Jin that invited him. Alistair became jealous. Someone said there was even some physical blows given to Ben from Ali, when Ali found out that Ben was sleeping with In Jin. Someone must have asked him to leave LLM, and he may have been paid off to keep quiet, because, poof, he is gone and no one has seen or heard much of him.

In Jin Moon’s Statement

Debra Gertz sources:

http://whatisonthemoon.tumblr.com/post/32345113495/debra-gertzs-reply-to-in-jins-apology-on-bens

http://howwelldoyouknowyourmoon.tumblr.com/post/33020789226/debra-gertz-reveals-in-jins-secrets

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“You can’t really believe that stuff?” said Ye Jin, Hyo Jin and In Jin Moon

An unapologetic yet tragic In Jin Moon

Breaking Silence on In Jin Moon, Ben Lorentzen and Alistair Farrant

Tatiana In Jin Moon, who led UC America, destroyed many BCs lives and mental health.

I’m first gen. I left the Unification Church after the In Jin fiasco.

[whatisonthemoon]

When Saying “In Jin Wasn’t That Bad,” Consider What She Did to Patricia Lorentzen

From the New Republic article The Fall of the House of Moon (2013)

By now, Moon was in his late eighties and contemplating his legacy. Despite his promises that Mrs. Moon would “inherit everything,” he had begun divvying up his global empire among his sons, including Preston, Steve, Justin, and Sean. But once again tragedy struck the family. In 2008, Steve died of a heart attack at 45. This left an opening for In Jin who maneuvered her way to the helm of the Manhattan Center—the only one of Moon’s daughters to assume a leadership role. She immediately gave her lover, Alistair Farrant, a top position and fired half the staff, many of them long-standing church members. She also began courting new talent, including a thirtysomething rock musician named Ben Lorentzen.

That summer, Reverend and Mrs. Moon were injured when a helicopter they were traveling on crashed into a South Korean mountainside. While they recovered, their children began squabbling over the only major piece of Moon’s empire that remained up for grabs: the Unification Church of America, which oversees the movement’s U.S. congregations, along with hundreds of millions of dollars in assets. Preston saw himself as the natural heir. But In Jin also spotted an opportunity. Her family hadn’t fully recovered from the Paradigm debacle, and, according to people close to her, she was hungry for additional income. When Justin approached her about staging a takeover, she agreed.

While Preston was out of the country, Sean, who headed the international church, issued a memo saying that In Jin was to be “chairperson of the Unification Movement in America.” The American church then convened a board meeting, led by In Jin. Most of the existing board members were pressured to resign and were replaced with In Jin’s allies, after which In Jin was formally elected chair. A bitter family feud ensued. Preston later staged his own boardroom coup at Unification Church International, the holding company for the Moon family’s U.S. business, giving him unfettered control over billions of dollars in assets. He used the proceeds to fund an offshoot movement that drew on his father’s teachings without deifying the Moon clan.

In Jin, meanwhile, assumed the role of chief pastor of the American church and began using it as a vehicle for her own passions. She launched the band Sonic Cult, with Lorentzen as the lead singer. She also pushed back against the traditions that had confined her in an unhappy marriage—openly condoning divorce and encouraging younger members to marry for love.

In Jin had her own reasons for loosening the church’s mores, as Lorentzen’s on-again, off-again wife, Patricia, discovered. In late 2009, Patricia traveled to New York with their two young sons to visit Lorentzen for Christmas. While they were staying at the New Yorker Hotel, Patricia borrowed Ben’s laptop and found his e-mail box brimming with sexually explicit messages from In Jin. “I was so shocked,” Patricia told me. “I went back to my room and sat there trying to digest it.” She confronted In Jin over e-mail, after which she says Lorentzen and another man turned up at her room and delivered an ultimatum: She and the children had to be out of the hotel by the next morning, or they would be tossed out by security. (In Jin and Ben Lorentzen declined to be interviewed.)

Patricia later tried to alert the church’s liaison for family matters, Phillip Schanker, to the affair, but James Park assured Schanker there was no cause for concern. As Schanker explained in a letter to one parishioner, “In Jin’s husband came to me, thanking me for being honest and trying to protect True Family and our movement, assuring me that this was a misunderstanding, that he trusted his wife, and that the wives of the men she works with easily became jealous and created false rumors.”