#Seed Cycling Success Stories

[scarletcomalies]

soul bounds disentwined

Wanda Maximoff x Fem Reader

Part II, Part III

Word count: 5,546

Warnings: A little angsty, I guess? And ofc Reader having a crush on Billy's mom not knowing if it's reciprocated.

A/N: This is inspired in Halsey's music video "Colors", if you have watched it, you can see where this is gonna go...

A/N: For plot purposes, let’s suppose Infinity War and subsequent events never happened, and instead, after the Civil War, Wanda decided to quit her life as a superhero.

Wanda Maximoff hired you, a photographer who urgently needed a fresh start, to capture the dishes that would be featured in her second cookbook. Her son, Billy Maximoff, interfered with what you two could have developed. He had feelings for you, and well, you had feelings for his mother.

According to Forbes (2023), Wanda Maximoff secured the third position among the wealthiest chefs worldwide. She is a living proof that we are all capable of rewriting our own story, even after a lifetime shaped by external influences.

Simone Carlisle (Culinary Arts Teacher): Ah, Wanda Maximoff… (pauses) let me tell you, no one prepares you for that feeling, where you find out that you contributed your seed to the plants of successes that one of your students planted in the garden of her life.

Wanda Maximoff (Chef, restaurant chain owner, and television presenter): For as long as I can remember, my decisions were a cycle of revenge and redemption... don't get me wrong, I don't regret beating the shit out of some idiots (laughs), but, with the busy life I led, the only moment I could pause my life was while I was hiding in Scotland with my ex-boyfriend Vision. I had no one expecting anything from me, no one telling me what to do, where to go, it was like a puppy without an owner.

Vision (Avenger, Wanda Maximoff’s ex-partner): Dear, was it a journey. First, I remember that she watched YouTube videos to learn guitar. As soon as she woke up, she grabbed the instrument, and she wasn't satisfied until her fingers got numb. In a very short time, she caught the hang of it, and played for the first time in a small bar. No one knew who she was, and if they did, they probably didn't care. She was just a talented player keeping them entertained. Afterwards, band members fought over who would give her their contact first to join them. I thought that would be the beginning of a very successful music career, because from what I've read, international artists started that way.

Wanda Maximoff: I said, “Vision, I’m never doing this again”.

Vision: She kept practicing, playing in the solitude of her room, of course. It was a hobby-kind-of-passion, not the type of passion she would like to dedicate most of her life to. She went through many of those to realize that her main passion was under her nose all along.

Wanda Maximoff: The courage to join in culinary classes arose from desperation (chuckles), I used to prepare recipes at home, and I needed someone else's approval… it couldn't come from someone who didn't even eat in the first place! And so the beginning of my trayectory was paved by this amazing teacher, Simone Carlisle.

Simone Carlisle: The shy girl who during the intensive course kept her head down, sitting on the back corner, nervously playing with her rings while ignoring whispers and glances from other students, is now in a big framed picture, placed in the most visible spot so that everyone who enters my academy knows that I taught this legend. She made my small business a huge deal now (laughs).

Wanda Maximoff: I never imagined that I would have my own cookbook, television program, or chain of restaurants, let alone all three at the same time! At first, I was content with cooking in a restaurant and earning a decent living, but later, I thought about the possibility of creating a YouTube channel, which subsequently permitted me to finance the publication of my book. Building on the success of my book, the opportunity of my show emerged, which in turn allowed me to open my first restaurant, and ultimately expand it into a chain of restaurants. What I want to convey is that you must trust that the love for what you do is a powerful tool. Success is subjective, so pursue your own concept of it.

Amy Lee (Evanescence’s lead singer and songwriter): It was a hard day of work. I didn’t feel like cooking but I was looking for the homiest, most comforting food possible, and Wanda Maximoff made it a reality with her restaurant located just a few blocks near me. I told my bandmate, Emma, about this amazing food restaurant, she replied, "Oh, the owner has a YouTube channel and a show, you should watch it so that you don't overcook the spaghetti" (laughs). It has been a great help to me ever since, for those are creative but accessible recipes. Plus, it’s a nice touch that she uses her magic to manipulate ingredients and utensils, while making you laugh with her witty jokes. The best way to put it is; she makes you feel like it's a close and sweet friend who is teaching you. Her human and warm approach felt and still feels like a pat on the back.

Wanda Maximoff: My favorite singer since adolescence, Amy Lee, has said something about me that fills me with happiness every time I remember it. She helped me cope, I helped her cook. We're even now.

Vision: You see, Wanda's powers went from being a source of fear in the world to being the main reason why said fear stopped as well. An impressive understanding in her abilities, still doesn't make her an expert, as she can't prevent unexpected situations.

Wanda Maximoff: I was six months pregnant. In the blink of an eye… literally.

The latest legacy of the Maximoff family, twins Billy and Tommy, were effortlessly admitted to the New York University. The dean was left speechless, for their admission exam grades exceeded expectations.

Tony Stark (Avenger, Stark Industries): With Wanda, our initial connection was through business, the Avengers, you know? It wasn't until she asked me if I could offer her kids an internship at Stark Industries that we developed a closer bond, and man, were those kids geniuses!

Wanda Maximoff: Those kids... one day, they'll outgrow me (laughs). They were so eager to rush through life stages, and I thought, "You don't realize I would give everything to relive those joyful years," but I know better than to project my own frustrations on my sons.

Virginia "Pepper" Potts (Stark Industries): One day, I said goodbye to two fourteen-year-old boys. The next day, Happy informed me that some tall adults with raspy voices, claiming to be Billy and Tommy, wanted to come in. I immediately phoned Wanda, and she casually responded, "Oh, yeah, they can do that," as if maturing into college students overnight was a typical Tuesday occurrence for any teenager.

Thomas Maximoff, (Student at New York University, son of Wanda Maximoff): What can I say? (chuckles) school didn't present any intellectual challenges for us, and, yes, they do admit child prodigies for... PhDs even! But, we wanted to blend in, to share the same age as our classmates.

Wanda Maximoff: I always considered it a priority to spend time with my boys, so I put a lot of my work on hold, including my second cookbook project. Now that they're focusing on college and their internship, I've had too much time, and by that I mean too much time to finish that unfinished work.

Wanda Maximoff had completed her second cookbook, in response to numerous requests from her loyal fans. Another book that promised to aid all those who seeked a different, quick, and above all, delicious meal at any time of the day. There was no doubt that it would become a global bestseller, just like her previous one.

All that was left were the illustrative photographs for the book, and the studio where you worked at was in charge of this task.

You meticulously made the first dish she cooked appear as exquisite as in real life. You employed several tools like lighting, background elements, and cutlery placement, but you never altered the food in any way, it didn't even cross your mind to do so. This didn't sit well with your boss, but it certainly pleased the redhead.

(Y/N) (Y/L/N) (Photographer): I remember my boss suggested that I add components to the food to make it look more appealing. I responded that that was the equivalent of encouraging unattainable stereotypes of beauty... in food (chuckles).

Wanda Maximoff: By offering unrealistic references, people would be discouraged to notice that their result was not the same as mine, not knowing that those references have hours of strategy to make it look 'aesthetic'. I prefer to show it as it is (pauses) I think that's why I liked this girl, I didn't have to say a word and she understood everything.

Your boss was the typical man who didn't let newcomers like you progress. Although you had been working in the studio for about six months, he never allowed you to touch a camera, which was contradictory because that was the job you applied for.

You did the work he didn't want to do, like transporting, positioning and removing the equipment, and setting up the scenery. That idiot just did the angles and clicked the top right button, and then took all the credit and praise. It annoyed you, yes, but unlike him, you didn't need praise from anyone to fill your ego, you just wanted to be acknowledged for your own efforts and not to be another person’s side kick.

In the meantime, it was enough satisfaction to know that none of the praise he gets would be possible without you, and he knew it…

… and Wanda knew it.

"What do you think, Miss Maximoff?" Your boss showed Wanda the array of photographs he took of the latest dish. He proudly displayed them, awaiting for a compliment from the redhead.

"Wow, (Y/N), placing the sautéed potatoes in a separate bowl instead of alongside the food within the same dish... you were right, it gives them their own protagonism and importance as a side dish," was the first thing she said, eliciting a small blush from you. "Great work!"

"Thank you, Miss Maximoff," after hearing her words, you experimented a feeling that was somewhat unfamiliar to you. It made you feel visible, truly seen and acknowledged in a workplace that often overlooked such things. And the fact that it came from her, made it all even more so profound.

"It's just Wanda," she corrected you, as if her previous actions weren't enough, she gave you the green light to address her in a more intimate manner. Along with that, your boss was already frustrated enough at not being the center of attention for two and a half hours. It was all a dream!

"(Y/N), we're done here, remove the equipment and take it to my car. I'll be waiting for you for just five minutes," your boss ordered you. Not even a ‘please’, nothing. In his gaze was evident that desperate attempt to look intimidating, which only made him look like a tantruming child. However, when his gaze turned to the older woman, he held an incredible admiration and appreciation, almost as if they were two different people in the same body. "Miss Maximoff, it was a pleasure working with you, truly an honor. We could continue next week...”

"Do you have equipment of your own, (Y/N)?" She interrupted him in mid-sentence, and you hesitated briefly.

"Uh... yes, of course, Miss... I mean, Wanda," you replied.

You worked as a freelance photographer in your spare time, capturing people or events here and there. It was something relatively stable, but it could not be your main income, so you felt the need to work on a studio.

"Perfect... I'll be contacting only you so we can work on the rest of the illustrations for the book," she stated.

(Y/N) (Y/L/N): I couldn't believe what I heard! The first thing I did was begging to whatever force there is that this wasn't a dream. It was overwhelming, the feeling of fear and ecstasy… Wanda wanted ME to work with her.

She recognized something in you within three and a half hours that others failed to see in six months. This was it. This was the big break you had been waiting for, the opportunity to show your skills and make your mark.

That being said, you never saw your boss, or stepped foot in that studio after that.

In the days that followed, you poured your heart and soul into preparing for the upcoming shoots.

You studied Wanda's previous cookbooks, familiarizing yourself with her style, her preferences. You even watched her program and her interviews, initially with the excuse of seeing those mesmerizing eyes and delighting yourself with her beauty, but you actually learned a lot of cooking techniques that you were excited to cook when it was such an annoying task for you to do.

When the day of the shoot finally arrived, you were ready. You set up your equipment with a confidence you had never felt before. You positioned the reflectors so that the natural light would bounce where you needed it, and set the scene to make the food appealing and motivating. Wanda watched you work, her eyes filled with admiration and respect.

You smiled at her as you turned on your camera, “So, what do you do with all this food after I photograph it?” You questioned curiously.

"I pack it, multiply it with my powers, and give it to the homeless," she explained. "It's something I often do, in fact, but I prefer to keep good deeds a secret, and not brag about it," she added. “I would appreciate it if you don’t say anything.”

"I figured that about you," you smiled sympathetically.

"You figured?"

“You have always used your skills to help," you elaborated, and noticed she slightly scrunched her nose, as a way of disagreeing. "Yes, even when you were working for Hydra, Tony Stark was destroying territories left and right, and you were seeking justice, doing what you felt was right," you added, noticing how her face showed an expression of realization. "And now, you focus on helping people who struggle with thinking of a simple but good meal in the midst of a hectic routine, and not so much on showing off how good you are at cooking exotic dishes. So yes, I assumed you would also help those who can't even afford a meal, too.”

Wanda's gaze was lost in the white marble of her kitchen floor, and you knew you gave her a new perspective on the wrongs she had done in her past. She meant well all along, and ultimately, that's what mattered. She was a great person in the present, and that's what mattered.

"So, you're the photographer in question," a tall, curly-haired guy stepped into the kitchen doorway, interrupting the train of thought of the woman in front of you.

You laughed at the expression on her face as reality hit her again.

"Oh, yes. Sweetheart, this is (Y/N)," she introduced you to who you already knew was her son. "And (Y/N), this is my son Billy."

"Nice to meet you, Billy," you replied, approaching him to offer your hand to shake.

"The pleasure is all mine," he emphasized the last words, as he accepted your hand. "My mom didn't mention that you were so beautiful."

Wanda cleared her throat, and proceeded to look at him with surprise in her eyes. In a I-can’t-believe-you-said-that way.

You couldn't help but laugh again at how expressive she was without noticing it.

But in their perspective, from how you looked the other direction and chuckled softly, you seemed to snicker at Billy's flattery, which couldn't be further from the truth. He was corny and predictable, but most importantly, he was not Wanda Maximoff.

"Oh, forgive him, he still doesn't know how to control those sky-high hormones," Wanda said, grabbing Billy's shoulders from behind to guide him out of the kitchen.

You noticed that she was already shorter than her son by a few centimetres. This was nostalgic for any mother, but how must Wanda have felt watching it happen overnight? You were curious.

"No problem," you replied, and headed for the counter to begin photographing.

Billy entered the kitchen again, standing next to you, but not close enough to invade your space, which you thanked internally.

"Do you mind if I watch you work, (Y/N)?" Billy requested, and you smiled politely.

"Billy! Don't you have an internship to go to?" Wanda interfered before you could answer.

"Pepper and Tony organized a party at the tower," he replied victoriously.

"College homework?"

"Piece of cake. I finished it an hour ago."

“How about you enjoy your free time and go bowling with your brother?”

“He’s busy playing Fortnite online,” he shrugged.

Wanda rolled her eyes, "Behave yourself. That's the only condition."

"It's okay, Wanda," you reassured her. Each stage in a child's life is gradual, and parents usually have many years to learn about what each stage entails. It was understandable that Wanda didn't know what to do now that her children were suddenly old enough to drink and get into adult trouble.

"So, (Y/N), how long ago did you start this whole photography gig?" The taller guy spoke up, once you took your first picture.

"I've been doing it since I was thirteen," you replied, still capturing the image in before you at different angles. "Dedicating myself to this? As soon as I turned eighteen. I had a decent portfolio."

"I don't doubt it," he agreed.

You gave him a slight thankful smile, and walked over to Wanda, who was setting up the second dish to be photographed.

"What do you think?"You asked her, and it wasn't until she turned to look at the camera that you noticed that this is the closest you've ever been to her. You could smell her fragrance and hear her breathing. Your mind was screaming at you to move away, for you had no right to display such trust yet, on the contrary, your body needed to be as close as possible... to feel her.

You had never touched her, not even when she greeted you this afternoon. She simply opened her door and let you enter.

"Excellent. The blueberries next to the gluten-free blueberry pancakes are wet,” she commented. “Did you do it to provide a sense of freshness?" She inquired, looking into your eyes this time, and... the charm of her green eyes was incomparable.

Throughout life, you've seen different shades of green, but hers were unique. They seemed to have a whole story to tell, as if she gave them that power. Her eyes glowed with an emerald hue that mesmerized anyone who met her gaze, and you were no exception.

“Exactly, that’s what I did,” you confirmed, and you felt your cheeks burning, which you immediately hid by looking down and walking back to the counter.

The only interactions you had with Wanda were to get her to approve your photographs, since her son didn’t allow you both a second to talk. He didn’t cease to ask you all sorts of questions, and to keep the conversation going, you responded with brief 'and you?'s so that he still felt heard and had the space to reveal details about himself.

It was all natural for you. Your work was also based on creating a liveliness in the environment where you performed, plus you got more genuine reactions from people if you made them laugh and feel comfortable. However, you always ended up talking with whoever was willing to, even if you were not there to capture them.

In fact, you were enjoying the conversation with such a charismatic guy. At first, it felt overwhelming, but just by letting the topics flow, you ended up laughing and feeling more at ease with him. In any case, you would be meeting him more than once in the eight weeks that remained before the project was completed.

Once you had finished photographing the ten dishes for the week, you turned off your camera and put it back in its case.

You were too happy with the results. This was all done by you alone, and you would be recognized for it. Never again would your boss's name appear under the pictures that were all your doing. The moment Wanda sends your photographs to the publisher, your name would appear in the book credits, and so a new story would begin.

And Wanda... oh, Wanda made it so clear that she loved your work, and paid so much attention to detail. Not only did she praise you, but she made it a point to let you know that she had indeed noticed the details that to the average eye would go unnoticed. You didn't know if you were really developing a crush, or if it was just the fact that she was an older woman that satisfied that need for attention that you rarely got... or it could be both.

When you were working on your own, you didn't feel exhausted and drained despite the long working hours, unlike when you were in the studio. You were very grateful that Wanda had given you another opportunity like that, and you were confident that it could become a regular thing.

"Wow, seeing all these dishes without having eaten lunch has really made me hungry," you laughed, proceeding to remove the reflectors from the kitchen’s window. The sky was still clear. You started at a perfect timing to take advantage of natural light.

"You haven't eaten? Look at the time! I thought you had eaten before you came!" She exclaimed. The redhead actually looked concerned. "Do you have any idea of the damage you're doing to your body? You need energy for this kind of work."

"Hey, I wanted to make a joke and you ruined it with your lecture," you protested.

Wanda sighed, and shook her head disapprovingly, which made your heart crumble a little.

“I… I’ll get some food on the way home,” you corrected yourself.

"How about you stay for dinner? I was going to make it, Tommy won't be long before he comes back to the real world and notices he's hungry," she offered kindly.

"Oh! Or I can take you out for dinner somewhere nice!" Billy proposed, smiling at you with anticipation.

To be brutally honest, you wanted to throw yourself at him and choke him so no other words would come out of his mouth. You knew Billy was just a guy with a silly crush, excited to show you how interested he was in you. He wasn't trying to do any harm. But, hell, wasn't it enough for him to be the center of your attention all afternoon?

"I'm really looking forward to trying something made by your mom," you declined in the politest way possible. "Many people would kill for that honor!"

Wanda let out a laugh, and her expression also seemed to change as she heard your decision to stay.

But, oh, Billy, Billy, Billy... as persevering as his mother.

"Awww! Next week she'll cook you something, right mom?" he insisted, and even though the redhead tried hard to keep her smile, her eyes changed.

"Sure, I'll cook whatever you want," Wanda sighed. "Go with Billy, and continue your conversation... alone," the way she said that last word was as if she had felt like the third wheel all afternoon, as if she was a hindrance to whatever was starting between you and Billy.

"You owe me," you said to Wanda, letting her know implicitly that you were looking forward to your meeting next week, not this dinner with Billy.

Billy led you to the garage of his house, and opened the passenger door of a black car. You thanked him politely and got in, allowing him to close the door for you. The car was completely spotless, and had a new car smell, but not because it was new, maybe because that was the fragrance he asked for at the car wash. For yours, you always opted for lavender… which made you wonder, what fragance did Wanda like for her car?

"Any preferences?" Billy asked once he hoped in the driver’s seat, pointing towards the car radio. It was noticeable he was doing his best to make this comfortable for you.

"A little bit of everything, how about rock like... Evanescence?" you proposed.

"Ah, my mom loves them," he commented, and your eyes lit up at that statement.

"You're kidding..."

"Yeah, since her teenage years," he confirmed. "Evanescence, In This Moment, Epica, Lacuna Coil..." he listed, trying to remember them all.

You made a mental note to put on that music on your next meeting with Wanda. It wouldn't be hard, as you loved all the bands he mentioned, which was wonderful.

You couldn't wait to show her the latest bands, ask her her favorite songs, and have a topic of conversation that would allow you to bound...

"So, ready?" he spoke, noticing that you were lost in thought.

"Yeah, sure," you nodded, putting on your seatbelt.

The dinner was... better than you expected. In fact, it was amazing.

You didn't really have anything in common with Billy, but the way you both listened to each other, and always found a middle ground despite going your separate ways, made the experience with him extremely pleasant.

The only difference was that, as you each went home, he thought about seeing you again, and you thought about seeing his mother again.

And so, after a week, you found yourself in front of the door of Wanda's house, with your camera hanging from your neck, your equipment already waiting on the pavement next to your parked car, and as a bonus, a speaker you brought along to play music while you worked.

Alone, at last...

When the door opened, you found the redhead wearing a casual outfit consisting of dark blue jeans and a black half-tucked in blouse. Oh, and her face, how you missed that face.

"Hey..." You greeted her, with palpable enthusiasm.

"Hi," she replied, and noticed the speaker in your hand, arching her eyebrow. "I found out last week that you and I have a lot of bands in common."

Wanda let out a gasp of surprise, "Oh, please do come in!"

You laughed briefly, and as you were about to enter your equipment to take it towards the kitchen, Wanda snapped her fingers, and it disappeared.

"Wanda, what the hell?" You exclaimed, looking at her with your widened eyes, had she just disappeared all your belongings?

"Relax, they're in the kitchen."

"That skill of yours would’ve come in handy last week too," you commented, walking into her house.

"It was fun watching you run in and out," she shrugged. "But today you earned it, because of the music."

"I see, I have to earn it?!" You exclaimed, feigning indignation. Really, she could have pulverized your expensive equipment in front of you, and you'd still thank her.

Once both of you entered the kitchen, your reflectors were already in the same position as always. And on the other side, the ten dishes were already hot and ready to be photographed.

"And what would I possibly have to do next week to earn that help from you?" you asked, resuming the topic you had discussed earlier.

"Mmmm..." she muttered, in a way that almost made you weak in the knees. She watched you from head to toe making you feel exposed to her as if she had ripped your clothes to shreds and left you standing there, naked and at her mercy. But you were still completely covered. "... I think you've earned it,” your reaction alone was enough reward to her.

“Thanks, I guess,” you cleared your throat.

You picked up the speaker, and turned it on, placing it in a place in the kitchen where it would not interfere. Your hands were shaking, and you could have sworn that Wanda was watching you with amusement, while you avoided her gaze at all costs.

You grabbed your phone, and played the playlist you had prepared for this moment. "A Star-Crossed Wasteland" by In This Moment was the first to come on.

"Oh, I love that song like you have no idea," Wanda exclaimed, closing her eyes and frowning as she passionately listened to that intro. "That album, in general..."

"It's in my top three," you commented.

"Hell yeah! Now we're talking!" She exclaimed, raising her hand offering you a high-five.

"I'm not that old school," you shook your head, chuckling.

Wanda rolled her eyes, and took your wrist, giving herself a high five with your hand.

"Good girl," she praised you, and you swallowed dryly. At the words, and at the fact that this was the first time you'd ever touched her. "What's your top three?" she asked, acting so nonchalantly after flustering the hell out of you.

“Tell me yours first,” you proposed. You couldn’t even think of your favorite three albums of one of your favorite bands.

"Black Widow, GODMODE, and A Star-Crossed Wasteland, she answered, almost without thinking. It amused you to imagine she'd spent her whole life for someone to ask her that question. "And yours?"

"Black Widow is my favorite, too," you agreed. "Blood, and A Star-Crossed Wasteland."

"Oh, two in common and in the same position," she pointed out, smiling. "If the new album hadn't been so good, it would agree with Blood, too…”

For the rest of the evening, the focus was on your favorite bands, as they played in the background.

You finished faster than last week, as Wanda was willing to use her powers for you to just arrange the background and take the pictures, instead of searching in every corner of the kitchen - you only had to ask, and it appeared.

“Alright, we're done...” she concluded, excited. “Now, let me pack this food and put it in the fridge,” and with a snap of her fingers, it was already packed and subsequently perfectly placed inside the fridge.

“Impressive,” you exclaimed, not ceasing to show your admiration, just like every time she used her powers. If you didn't look so cute, Wanda would have grown irritated at you a long time ago.

“Now, I owe you a dinner,” she said. She never told you, but she was so eager to finish quickly because that way, when her sons returned from the internship, you and her would have spent a significant time together.

The food Wanda made for you was... you didn’t even believe that the accurate word to describe it even existed.

The sensations you experimented had you mindlessly closing your eyes, trying to memorize this magnificent meal, absorbing it all in. You had tried a lot of different restaurants and foods, but none like this, oh they wished they were even close to what you tasted.

This was more than just eating. It was a demonstration of peak exquisite cuisine. This was about more than just sating hunger. It was about the delight of tasting food prepared with passion.

And... just as Wanda was leading you out of the door, you noticed that it opened, and you met who you knew was Tommy.

"Oh, finally I have the pleasure to meet the famous (Y/N)," was the first thing he said. So Wanda... "Billy hasn't shut up about you."

You forced a smile, "That's... nice," you hesitated. "I have a feeling he's going to be a great friend, and I hope you are too."

Tommy noted the intent of your response but decided to reply, "Of course," with a small chuckle. "In fact, you should come play tennis with us next Saturday."

"Oh, I don't know how to..."

"I'll teach you," Wanda quickly interjected, and that hope in her eyes made your decision easier in an instant.

"Well... will you send me the address?" I asked.

"Rest assured."

When you said goodbye to Wanda and Tommy, Billy was climbing the steps to the doorway, and he smiled broadly at you.

"Hi, (Y/N)!" He exclaimed happily. "Have you eaten yet? If not, we can go eat something and catch up."

Oh, how kind he was...

"Thank you, your mom and I already had dinner."

It was Saturday, and you were walking around the room in your apartment. Your best friend, Kate, was already starting to get dizzy.

"Kate! It's a country club!" You exclaimed, for probably the twentieth time. "People there probably eat pizza with silverware, and know the use of all ten thousand kinds of forks. I won't fit in..."

"It's just a tennis game! I'd understand if it was golf, but tennis?! You'll be fine!" She groaned.

"I look ridiculous..." you shook your head, looking at yourself in the mirror. "I mean, what is this cap? And why all white? Am I getting baptized or something?"

"Hey! Do you want to fit in? This is the outfit," she countered. "You look hot, surely Wanda will drool over you when she sees those legs," she cheered you up

"Surely it will be Billy," you sighed, disappointed.

"Wanda too, from what you've told me..."

"No, this is one of the situations where I'm misinterpreting a hint of validation from an older, beautiful woman," you quickly denied. "And as always, my best friend is encouraging my delusions."

"Really? Name one situation."

"That Italian woman who I photographed with her family for several Christmas sessions?"

"Ha! She looked at you funny."

"Yeah, that's why she turned down my invitation to dinner when I finally found the courage, saying I knew she had a husband and kids."

"Uhm... she refused just because she had a husband and kids, not because she didn't like you!" She quickly justified, and you couldn't help but laugh, forgetting for a moment the nerves that were eating at you.

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Ayo! How close to the original tale is the Klyntar Pantheon for Eddie and V? Like, Persephone going down, eating the pomagrenate, being stuck... essentially kidnapping? XD

Here is the chain of events for Persephone [Eddie] and Hades [Venom]

- Hades wants to make a Godly codex and bind with a God

- Zeus tells him to find one and take them without consent

- Kore with his nymphs, Krokos and Withy, are busy in the meadows where Kore finds a weird abnormal flower.

- The flower sprays a sleeping gas and Kore falls asleep making Hades break out of the ground dramatically with his Vorses. He picks up Kore and puts him in his chariot and rides back down to the underworld

- Krokos and Withy go and tell Demeter the full story but obviously they warp it in the most dramatic way making Demeter completely pissed and panicked. Due to this Demeter must go through Zeus to get access to the underworld since his connection to the underworld has been severed, due to family squabbles with Hades in the past. So this takes a lot of time to process and reforge.

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- Kore wakes up in the dark gardens of the Underworld and makes his way to the Hall of judgement/ throne room of the underworld

- Kore requests to go back home, pleading for his request to be granted and blessed, which hades sadly complies

- Hades gives Kore a week and then he may leave safely due to a lot of work he has. He lets Kore go wherever he wants and gives him full freedom to traverse the underworld

- Kore confronts Cerberus and befriends the guard chicken. Hades and kore grow closer, building an emotional connection over a span of months. Kore asks why abduct him. What was the reason?

- Hades reveals that he wants a successful host to bond with and form a strong Godly codex to empower his realm. He believes that Kore is the perfect candidate.

- Hades speaks of Minthe his former bond that failed the test of fates since she was leading Hades on. Kore decides to try bonding with hades. They head to make their test of fate.

- They meet the Fates who give them the test which goes successfully and it is revealed that Kore becomes king under the underworld domain.

- A godly codex can finally be formed from their union but Kore must eat a Symbiotic fruit [the pomegranate fruit]. Before he does, Demeter finally shows up.

- Demeter tries to convince Kore that life in the underworld and with Hades will be the worst but Kore disagrees and says that Hades sees his true potential and has been nothing but kind and caring ever since he got here.

- Demeter tries to reason with his son to abandon this foolish venture but this has the opposite effect and makes Kore eat six seeds from the fruit forming the bond [black spider tattoo] and creating the Godly codex.

- Demeter vows an eternal winter for every day that Kore doesn't come home. He leaves the underworld. Kore weeps of this punishment but Hades reassures him that things will get better and that he is truly happy that Kore chose him and the underworld.

- Hades finally gifts Kore his new title, Persephone, King of destruction. Persephone finally comes to his own and feels the intense blend of both their powers together and a sense of harmony of both worlds.

*******

- After a month of their union Zeus pays a visit to the underworld and tells Hades about the eternal winter and how it's affecting everyone.

-As a result, The shades and souls have increased, but Persephone and Hades don't notice as much since they are both working together to get the job done.

- Zeus makes the arrangement for the 6 months cycle with Demeter having Kore for spring and summer, whilst Hades gets Persephone for winter and autumn. Hades and Persephone begrudgingly comply, for the sake of the eternal winter to stop.

-Demeter picks Persephone, and takes him back to the mortal realm where he reverts back to his Kore state, a prince again.

-Obviously sad, Kore finds himself in depression the first month in, only for Hades to have the idea to sneak Kore out every night, disguised in different animal forms to have fun making sure His Persephone is happy even when they're apart.

- By day Kore was busy at his work for spring and summer while having his night times for Hades and himself enjoying joy rides. Winter and autumn was underworld time.

*******

That's the entire series of events summarized as best I could hope you like it 😁

[luli-lads]

Breakdown and reactions to Caleb's myth

I don't know if this happens to anyone else, but sometimes I get so excited about something that I'm unable to pay attention to the thing itself. For example, the first time I read Sylus' dragon myth, I processed about 30% of the info 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ So, I'm writing this both for me, and for any other people that might have a bit of trouble following the story + my live reactions to the myth.

Plot points are structured like this.

My commentary is structured like this.

Enjoy!

— Chapter 1

We get some context: We're in a decaying Philos. Immortality has been achieved. The ruling classes are trying to keep their status by force, against any rebellions, with the use of combat androids. The most successful android in this aspect is A-01 (us).

A young Caleb (X-02) goes rogue and tries to get A-01 out of the facility where they keep them, Othan Laboratory. A-01 didn't know Caleb before this.

YOUNG CALEB PICTURE!??!?!? DOES THIS MEAN— We'll get to see the others when they were young 👀

A-01 is a weapon created by the government. That checks out with the current timeline somewhat. They're not full robots, but part human and part android (exoskeletons). Their consciousness can be controlled (that's worrying). A-01 is feared because of her power so they experiment with her a lot.

Why is Caleb so kind to us? A dangerous stranger? He's so cute 😭

They go outside. It's summer. Caleb gives A-01 a Silverglow fruit seed from a planet he visited on a mission.

A-01 has (a bit of) limited speech it seems?? Or maybe she's so robotic atp that she just says what's necessary. (Autism win)

And thus we got adopted by an extrovert. A classic. Can relate 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ Friends!!!! <3

They erase A-01's memories each time she returns to the lab, but only those they're aware of.

OOOOUGHHH WE GAVE CALEB HIS NAME TOO??? WHAT IF I CRY 😭😭😭😭

He vows to not let us forget things...

PINKY PROMISE TO BE TOGETHER EVERY DAY. CALEB WE JUST MET IM GOING TO SQUISH YOU

They're found by the lab's bot (Othanbot) and captured. Obvs they try to fight back, but to no avail.

We're only seeing bots and AI... I wonder who/where are the people...

Caleb's power is 'Construo' and A-01's power is 'Destructio'. Pretty self explanatory.

THIS BITCH

So there's this AI, Cognitive Domain System (CDS from now on), that determines to extract Caleb's energy to repair A-01, even though he got more damaged in the fight. Also, it's going to erase A-01's memories, by using the keywords "X-02" and "friend". But some things aren't erased, like the name "Caleb", the feeling of summer, and the pinky promise.

A-01 continues her killing missions, over and over, without seeing him, but she remembers his name.

— Chapter 2

At an unclear point of time in the past, they do an experiment to see what happens when Caleb's and A-01's powers mix. This is 10 years after Chapter 1.

In the present, there's an explosion (lol) caused by the rebels and Caleb comes to get A-01 out of here.

OOOOO the detail of our heartbeat getting quicker in the ecg hehehe....

A-01 doesn't recognize Caleb by appearance but she manages to match the name in her head with him.

The rebels are attacking Central District (where the elite people are) and are looking for A-01 since she killed so many of them.

You know... Doesn't this remind anyone else of... The story in Fractal Library Q&A............. Which would mean....... A Zayne and Caleb connection by proxy.........

Caleb proposes they seize the destruction the explosion caused and escape but she's hesitant since she 'only knows his name'. Oof.

And thus starts the cycle of Caleb helping us remember things... Poor boy 🥺 Need to pat his head

Caleb and A-01 escape, with Caleb piloting an aircraft, but the government doesn't want to give up their strongest weapon, so they pursue.

It's literally everyone against A-01. Both the government and the rebellion. That's where Caleb's protectiveness comes from, and it's fully understandable.

They fight together against the pursuers and A-01 develops a blind trust towards Caleb.

oh my god........ quickly someone turn the 'our mechanical parts lock together' into smut QUICKLY NOW (yes i know it's just their hands and he's just repairing her but shhhhhh)

Caleb is aware that he was the one fixing A-01 whenever they returned from battle... And he also knows that his own energy is being depleted in the process. He's dying. And yet he still repairs her.

By giving her his energy, her power is also getting stronger. The 'Destructio' energy. The first thing the power would do if it became too strong would be destroying A-01.

— Chapter 3

At an unclear point of time in the past, they do an experiment to see what happens when A-01 becomes consciously aware of Caleb.

In the present, the two of them are hiding in a cave.

First time A-01 sees Caleb without the visor. It's worth noting, Caleb doesn't have the glowy lines on his cheeks.

They both have to eat so we can conclude that their human half is relatively normal. Also it's the first time A-01 is eating real food.

A-01 pulls out the fruit seed he gave her all those years ago, so she kept it in secret even if she wasn't aware what it was or where it came from. Sweet.

I'm so sorry. She is so autistic-coded in this. No, actually, I'm not sorry. She is literally me.

A-01's and Caleb's room were separated by a single wall. From Caleb's side, it was a mirror. From A-01, it was a window.

THAT'S SO DIABOLICAL THO OMG???

Since A-01 was kept in a pod and couldn't move, she had to just watch and hear him talk to himself. I'm guessing this is part of the experiment shown at the beginning of the chapter?

HE JUST. HE WAS ALONE SO HE KEPT TALKING TO THE AIR AS IF HE WAS SPEAKING TO HER???? MY HEART?????? AND SHE COULD HEAR BUT NOT ANSWER??????? I NEED TO KILL EVERY PERSON IN THE LAB IMMEDIATELY

Every night, he said "Good night, my one and only..." head in hands............ head in absolute hands......

A-01 names herself. She hadn't given herself a name until now because she had no one that would call her by it.

— Chapter 4

At an unclear point of time in the past, they do an experiment to see what would happen to the planet if A-01's and Caleb's powers merged.

Back in the lab, Caleb had a reoccurring dream of a planet across the Deepspace Tunnel (the main!timeline Earth, probably). But get this, the energy of that planet is familiar to him? Could that be referring to the Xavier lore that she can fuel the planet?

Also... Zayne-Dawnbreaker parallels, anyone...?

In the present, the two are still trying to escape. They land in an abandoned city (Lingshir) to look for parts to fix the aircraft.

Finally actual people!!!!!!!

A-01 and Caleb don't consider themselves robots.

They meet a black merchant named Helen and her grandson, Kolo. They buy parts from her.

What is the little boy's accent??? Is it an accent??? It sounds like there's a hint of an accent and I can't place it.

Some direct Philos lore: Philosians originated at 'the edges of Deepspace' (they mean Earth). Also paper is rare in Philos, apparently.

Yes????? Amusement park time???? Yes actually???? Some fluff in between all this angst 🅱️LEASE

Oh, wait, I don't think I've mentioned it before, but one of the things Caleb kept repeating he wanted to do was to take A-01 to the best amusement park on Philos.

"I don't know what happiness is." Oh... A-01... baby... :(

— Chapter 5

At an unclear point of time in the past, they do an experiment to improve A-01's abilities of absorbing and releasing energy.

Back in the lab, Caleb suffered from chest pains due to, basically, heartbreak, because he knew her Destructio energy was painful to her, on top of the experiments. He wanted to suffer the pain instead.

In the present, they land where the amusement park should be.

NOOOOOOOO. NO REST HUH. COULDN'T EVEN GIVE US THAT HUH

It's in ruins and unusable.

Instead, Caleb uses his Evol to make them fly across the landscape. A-01 learns what happiness is and smiles for the first time ever. And that makes him happy.

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

HE SAID PIPSQUEAK ! HE USED THE NICKNAME !

A-01 begins feeling... Wrong. Like her memories are about to be erased (oh no).

There are crystals embedded in their exoskeletons... Protocores?

Surveillance drones begin attacking them. She can't fight in her state.

He tells her to leave, and that she must remember to not go back to the aircraft because it might be compromised, and instead travel to Lingshir.

She doesn't wanna leave. They connect their palms again and he forces an exchange of energies to save her. Now Caleb has Destructio and A-01 has Construo.

He uses the new powers to fight off the drones and lead them away, and she passes out.

— Chapter 6

A-01 wakes up, memories intact. She's alone.

There's a literal(?) connection between the two, which A-01 tries to use to find him, but it's growing weaker.

She reaches Lingshir and senses him.

KINDLED TIME OOO IM NOT READY WAIT KSVDJSVSKSBD HOLD LET ME— BREATHE

Here he does have the glowy lines on his cheeks. I thought they might have appeared due to plot reasons but nah.

So prety... Sofd.. Babby boy...

SCAWWY. ABORT. RUN.

Ah... Hm... Yknow what, yes. I'm so glad we attempted to escape. Oooough 🫠

PANCAKED. FLATTENED. DID THEY SEE THE MEME IM CRYING 😭

cuuuteeee 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Caleb is heavily damaged and needs to be repaired. They find safe refuge in Lingshir, an old house that Helen lets them stay in.

A-01 connects her palm to Caleb's and uses her new power to heal him, but the amount of energy required to keep up with the Destructio power is far more than what Construo provides, and she can only heal him partially.

This kinky bitch... 😭 "How are you going to punish me? I'll accept whatever it is you plan to do." can you CHILL

A-01 STOP MATCHING HIS FREAK 💀 /j please don't

AND EVERYONE CLAPPED AT THE YANDERE X YANDERE OOOOOOOOOOO time to start building that cage, main!timeline MC

........you can't do that. how did you do that with your voice. how did you make it sound so broken. how did we go from kinkatron 3000 to sad wet puppyboy. hello.

Woah... The way he reacts to each of the answers you can give him is wildly different...

They make a pinky promise to travel to a distant planet where they can be alone, just the two of them.

— Chapter 7

At an unclear point of time in the past, they do an experiment to implant modules in A-01 and Caleb so that when they've been in close contact for a long time, it'll activate an interference.

That doesn't sound good.

In the present, A-01 and Caleb start preparing for their 'trip' across space to find a home.

Wanderers do exist. They hunt them to use their protocores as fuel. So maybe the crystals in their exoskeletons aren't protocores, since she didn't name them as such.

Philos' moon is fake, an artificial satellite. Built because they missed Earth's moon.

It seems like it's at this point that A-01 is developing romantic feelings for Caleb. Up until now it was pure kinship.

Caleb's exoskeleton starts to signal that something is wrong, but A-01 doesn't notice it.

Oh. Short chapter.

— Chapter 8

At an unclear point of time in the past, they continue the experiment from the previous chapter. The module's interference will stop both of their consciousnesses. They're also still researching the effects of their combined powers.

In the present, A-01 is asleep and Caleb remembers that what's happening with his exoskeleton is the same thing that happened to her in the amusement park, when she felt that she was about to lose her memories. Not only the powers were transferred, those issues too.

Caleb guesses correctly that what activates it is their continued interaction.

He decides to ignore it because he wants to go with her no matter what.

I'm also thinking... Did Caleb (and so, A-01 now) not have a module? The text made it seem like they both have one in them but... Maybe they were only interested in controlling A-01 since she was the more powerful one.

The rebellion reaches Lingshir.

Helen and Kolo are going to leave in an evacuation ship. They offer A-01 and Caleb to join, but they decline since they already have an aircraft ready and a destination in mind (Earth).

Still, Helen gives them a warp drive and a way to contact the evacuation ship in case they need a rescue shuttle.

Caleb goes to finish making some repairs in the aircraft while A-01 gathers supplies.

When A-01 arrives, Caleb is in 'weapon' mode. Robotic, following orders... He manages to snap back.

Caleb tells her about the interference modules.

Okay, yeah, I was correct, it does only really affect the person with the Destructio power. I'm guessing the other module is just to measure how much they've interacted.

Caleb has destroyed the port in his palm so A-01 can't take back the power and sacrifice herself to save him.

....... orz

Their aircraft is being tailed and attacked.

Caleb intends to exit the aircraft and attack them, so by the time he loses himself, she won't be near and he won't attack her by accident.

— Chapter 9

Caleb has always loved her.

He does go out to fight. And fights. He manages to eliminate a lot of the enemies, but in the end he can't take much more. Injured, he physically falls.

A-01 exits the ship and flies after him with her powered exoskeleton.

Kindled...... I'm excited and also sad for what's coming...

IT JUST ENDS THERE??? NO MORE LORE OR ANYTHING???? OKAY. WELL FUCK ME I GUESS. HMPH.

Like if you also want to explode /j

WELL. That's that. I wonder what the 4 star audios will have in store, if they have anything else lore-wise.

This has been said before but the supernova that Caleb and MC watched in the main!timeline is theorized to be them exploding. So. Yknow. Angst upon angst.

Thank you for reading. That was a lot. I need to go pet Caleb in Destiny Cafe some more now.

Byee <3

[lumi-waxes-poetic]

Dune: "Beware Your Heroes"

One thing I find fascinating about the saga of Dune is that there's a VERY clear message against having faith in heroes.

Frank Herbert treats heroes as inherently untrustworthy, even less so than other men, as if to say that "A politician will ruin your life, but you can fight back. A bad religion will ruin your descendant's lives, but someone will eventually question it. A hero will ruin everything you ever cherished, and what's worse, you will ask them to do it. And by the time anyone figures it out, it will have been far too late to fix it."

Frank Herbert was, at his core, a political cynic and a philosophical realist. He didn’t just question the idea of heroes—he actively feared them. Not because they were evil, but because of what society does in response to them. To Herbert, a tyrant is dangerous. A charismatic revolutionary is dangerous. But a messiah? That’s the extinction of agency. A messiah is fatal.

Herbert once said:

“The bottom line of the Dune trilogy is: beware of heroes. Much better to rely on your own judgment, and your own mistakes.”

But what’s so radical is how Herbert illustrates this. He doesn’t do it with lectures. He lets the reader feel the seduction—you cheer for Paul, you want him to win, to become the savior. And then, once you're invested, he shows you the giant pile of bodies shoved out back behind the Arakeen shed which that success had cost.

The first novel tricks you. It seems like the classic mythic arc: Boy is born to greatness -> Trains hard -> Gains wisdom -> Defeats the Evil Lord -> Becomes the True King.

But then Herbert pulls the rug out from under the narrative: Paul becomes emperor, yes, but at the cost of countless lives, and his rise unleashes a jihad across the stars, killing untold trillions more. He tries to prevent it, but can’t. Every path he seeks that would avoid the Jihad leads to the ruin of himself and those he cares about, and in the end, the very faith that he finally allows (having exhausted every other option) to be placed in him becomes the never ending engine of catastrophe.

He’s not evil. He genuinely tries to resist the path laid out before him. But he’s trapped, because the very people he tries to save won’t let him choose otherwise. Their belief becomes his cage.

In Messiah, Paul says:

“I wanted only to rid the universe of Harkonnen tyranny... I didn’t want to found a religion. But it’s there.”

By the time he abdicates in Messiah, he’s less a man than a martyr. And the machine of faith rolls on without him. The machine no longer needs the turnkey which gave it life. It will go on and on and continue to spread misery in his name long after he's gone.

Paul is terrifying not because he wants to be a god, but because he tries not to be, and fails. And that’s the horror: the people will believe in something. If not you, someone worse. And if you refuse, they’ll make you holy anyway.

It’s the inversion of the classic “Reluctant Messiah” trope: most stories treat that as a sign of humility. Herbert treats it as a death sentence—a loss of agency, an erosion of the self, and ultimately the seed of empire-wide genocide.

Yet the real horror is what follows.

Paul’s son, Leto II, embraces that messianic role—not out of pride, but because he sees that it’s the only way to break the cycle.

And so, he becomes a god. Maybe not a literal one, but definitely one in all the ways that actually matter. God enough. As such, he rules for 3,500 years, becoming a literal misshappen monster, with only the barest human qualities left identifiable in him. His reign as God Emperor crushes all freedom, all culture, all choice.

Why? To teach humanity the most painful lesson possible: Never again put your fate in one man’s hands.

And it works. But only because he sacrifices his humanity to do it. And even then, it only works for a while. By Heretics of Dune, mankind is already forgetting the lesson, and already backsliding into the Bad Old Ways from the Bad Old Days before the Imperium.

Everything Paul did and enabled was for nothing. He destroyed the Harkonnens, yes, and he avenged his father, yes. And had he been able to stop there, it would have been a happy ending. But try as he might, he couldn't. And his actions directly plunged the universe into over 4000 years of suffering and cultural regression.

It's less "deconstructing" Joseph Campbell's Hero's Journey at this point and more dissecting its corpse under a magnifier and a buzzing lamp.

Herbert, a political journalist, wasn’t writing abstract sci-fi. He was writing an allegory for the 20th century and beyond:

The rise of charismatic dictators (Hitler, Stalin).

The messianic energy surrounding revolutionaries (Mao, Lenin).

The weaponization of religious belief in politics (theocracy, nationalism).

The transformation of movements into myth—and myth into mandates.

To Herbert, the most dangerous thing a society can do is surrender its future to a single narrative, a single person, or a single path.

He didn’t hate religion. Or power. Or leadership. He feared unquestioned belief. That’s Dune's entire soul.

Frank Herbert didn't just warn us about tyrants—he warned us about ourselves. About our tendency to crave heroes. To beg someone else to take responsibility. And how that craving becomes the chains of history.

Dune isn't about sandworms. It’s not about spice. It’s a warning label in mythic clothing:

"Do not worship this man. He will destroy you. And the worst part is, You will ask him to."

Beware your heroes, indeed.

[lets-try-some-writing]

I like writing little stories and snippets of things I like and alot of your TFP work I really like, but this AU was what finally got me to send in an ask, so how about this for a prompt? (I'm new to the TF Fandom so please excuse my excited rambling)

In your Innocent Abominations AU, what if - in a bout of strength and clarity - Orion/Optimus fights back against the Matrix and gets through to Megatron, Bumblebee, and whoever else might be there? (Like Elita One, Ratchet and Drift (if they came to visit), Grimlock, the Humans, etc.) He begs them - mainly Megatron - to remove the Matrix, this accursed power that's willing to kill sparklings that have no clue about their origin, that haven't done anything wrong. He even reasons that since the Emberstone, Quintus Prime's artifact and thus a creation of Primus, had created them. Despite their Earthly origins, they were still Cybertronian. But the Matrix is having none of it, actively trying to suppress Orion/Optimus again so it can fulfill its duty. 

Megatron asks who's who, if he's Orion Pax or Optimus Prime. To which Orion/Optimus says they are one in the same, just that the Matrix would offer wisdom and influence his decisions. And now the Matrix was in fill control, or trying to have full control.  A puppeteer forcing Orion/Optimus to watch as his frame attempts to slaughter innocent sparklings. 

As his strength is weakening, he bears his spark chamber and begs for the Matrix to be removed. To free him. To silence these overwhelming voices in his head once and for all. And just as the Matrix is about to smother Orion/Optimus for good (what good is "the perfect host" if it doesn't listen?), Megatron rips out the Matrix, shoves it into a container that silences its commanding whispers, and the Prime collapses from exhaustion. Optimus retains his Primely frame - the reformatting he went through when he accepted the Matrix was permanent - and his spark chamber is damaged, but his spark itself remains intact, having physically rejected the Matrix from his frame. 

But the Matrix was successful in one thing, it sowed a seed of doubt in Optimus' mind. He just hopes that despite the Terrans being of Unicron, he made the right choice in sparing their lives. Seeing the sweet Innocent Abominations sparklings happy and alive - not scrapmetal beneath his axe - was all the more relieving and could put his warring mind to rest.

It was finished. He was free. But at what cost?

I love this prompt thank you.

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The voices grew louder with every passing cycle. Optimus knew deep in his spark that he was hunting sparklings, but he found he simply didn't care. For weeks he stalked, his remaining inhibitions stopping him from progressing further than a few feet out from the tree line once a few warning shots were fired. Megatron and Bumblebee always stood in his way, and while the Matrix wanted the Terrans dead, it did not demand the loss of life of his own kind. There were so few of them. He could not risk killing those that remained.

The parts of him that were untouched by the Matrix grew quieter, and soon enough, he found himself no longer fighting back against the Matrix's demands. Beings not born of the Well were not Cybertronian. How could they be? They were not touched by Primus, they knew not the trial of emerging from the Well and the struggles of living on Cybertron. So many long nights he fought with himself, until at last, something in him was silenced and it did not cause him any distress to imagine killing the Terrans. The pain hung in every cable still, but it was no longer the unbearable agony that caused him to try and tear his plating off.

The itch, the urge, was impossible to ignore. But now that he had his mind? He could handle things more... delicately. The Matrix hummed in affirmation as he stepped out of the tree line one dark night, for once completely composed. Megatron and Bumblebee raised their blasters and the Terrans emerged from their resting place in horror. They did not know the details, but they knew enough to be fully aware that Optimus was no friend. Not while his optics shone a pure white.

Optimus: Megatron, Bumblebee.

Megatron: Stay back Prime!

Twitch: What's going on? Optimus, are you alright?

Bumblebee: Don't go near him! That's not Optimus, not anymore.

Optimus: That is where you are mistaken. I was foolish for failing to listen to the Matrix. It only caused me pain because I refused to adhere to it. But now-

Megatron: Save it! My old foe would never sink so low as to slaughter sparklings!

Nightshade: Slaughter...

Bumblebee: All of you, back inside.

Hashtag: No, we are staying here. We are family. And if Optimus isn't right in the head, we are going to deal with this together.

Optimus: How very noble of you abominations. If there is truly any touch of Primus in you, come to us willingly. Your deaths shall be swift.

Twitch: Why do you want us dead? I thought we were all Cybertronian!

Optimus: You wear our faces, you act like us, but you are not of us. The Matrix says this. Parasites, all of you. It is for the benefit of all that you perish by our blade.

Megatron: Stop this Optimus!

Optimus: There is no halting the inevitable. This is our only attempt at diplomacy. Give us the Terrans now and they shall die without pain. Deny us and we shall inflict as much damage to the surrounding life forms as necessary to accomplish our goals.

Megatron: This isn't you! Fight back against that Primus forsaken relic! It does not control you!

Optimus: You will not give us the Terrans... how very disappointing.

Optimus glared, but he did not fight. His voice rang cold, his expression so frigid that there was no room to even imagine what he was thinking. As he turned to walk away, his frame did not sway with any sort of life. He moved with calculation, like a true machine. Megatron almost fired on him, but he could not bring himself to for both the political havoc it would bring and due to the simple fact that he had no desire to see his old foe slaughtered. Bumblebee hurried the Terrans back inside and quickly called in all Autobots who were aware of him being on Earth and fully functional.

Arcee and Elita-1 were informed with haste. Starscream was called in, and he came without complaint the moment the situation was explained. Grimlock arrived without question as soon as Bumblebee notified him of the potential danger to the Terrans. Soundwave was kept in containment but on standby. An agreement was made that he would defend the Terrans if it was required, and in turn, he would be allowed to walk free afterwards. Megatron was willing to take no risks when it came to the Terrans and the unstable Prime. Bumblebee could only do his best to keep everyone calm as the children were forbidden from leaving and the Maltos carefully extracted. It was too dangerous to move them, not when Optimus could be lurking. And so instead they remained at home and the available Cybertronians constantly stood watch. There was always someone on guard, regardless of the situation. G.H.O.S.T were kept out of the loop through careful artificial orders and recordings.

As such, they did not react when Optimus Prime failed to return to base. None knew where he was, and for weeks, he remained completely off the map. Their fears grew, until at last, Optimus returned.

It was a sudden affair. The Terrans were milling about the Malto property and the children were sitting with them, watching Thrash play with Jawbreaker. Then there was a distinct sound of pedesteps, and Starscream who had been keeping watch that day, leapt to the air with his blasters ready as the lost Prime came crashing out of the tree line. Optimus was all but feral as he flew forward, his optics blazing white and his axe coming down hard into the ground where Thrash had been mere moments before. Starscream did not hesitate to throw himself into action, rocketing down and grabbing the Prime around the neck to by the Terrans time to flee while the others arrived.

Optimus flung Starscream off his back and slammed the seeker into the ground, causing him to scream in agony as a wing broke under the hit. The Prime did not waste a moment in rushing toward Nightshade who stood their ground, their optics cycling in fear only dulled by conviction. He charged like a rabid animal, his mind long degraded by the Matrix as he threw himself into action. Nightshade dodged the worst of it, only receiving a minor slash to their left arm. Twitch flew in to attack with her blasters, drawing Optimus's attention away while Jawbreaker rammed the Prime, sending him sprawling as he practically frothed at the mouth.

He rationalized his weeks hiding by saying it was for the best. Phycological warfare and all that. But in reality, the small parts of Orion that remained cried out and did their best to push forward morality to subvert the logic. He wandered for so long as a desperate attempt to prolong the Terrans lives. Now all that remained was wild wrath that did not even belong to him.

Elita arrived with Arcee and they wasted no time beating the Prime into the ground, tying him down like a wild boar. Starscream was tended to and the Terrans stood around in fear as Optimus snarled, screaming obscenities' and strange prophecies to the stars. Too weakened by weeks of wandering without reasonable energon rations left the Prime unable to do much when Grimlock arrived and kept a pede on his back to ensure he couldn't escape. He snarled, he bit his own derma, and by the time Megatron arrived, he'd damaged himself enough on the ground that his face bled from a thousand small cuts.

Something changed in that moment though. As Megatron drew near and Optimus was heaved to his pedes and held in place by Grimlock, Optimus stilled. He fell eerily quiet for the first time since he came bursting free from the forest. Those who were gathered feared he would attack, but instead his voice came out so softly as to be a whisper.

Optimus: Take it away. Make it be silent.

Megatron: Who am I speaking to? I refuse to be manipulated by that Primus forsaken relic.

Optimus: You speak to Orion Pax, I who then became Optimus Prime.

Megatron: How-

Optimus: We are one and the same. The relic merely awakens the Prime, it does not make us.

Megatron: Then we can remove it.

Optimus: Yes. Take it away. Make it be silent. Remove it before it silences me. I don't want to kill them. Please don't make me kill them...

Optimus spasmed in Grimlock's grip, his optics flaring as his voice turned to static. His plating folded away and revealed his spark quickly being smothered by the relic within him. Megatron did not waste a moment in dragging the Prime to the ground and reaching in to rip the relic out. It burned him, sending power flooding up his arm and into his frame. He screamed as his servos wrapped around the relic that was clasped around Optimus's fluttering spark. But with a burst of strength, he tore it free with an agonized scream from the Prime on the ground.

Before anyone could stop them, the Terrans hurried forward and checked on both downed mecha. Megatron got up with a few new electricity scars, but he was fine. Optimus for his part remained prone, his frame falling still. His spark still blazed, but it was weak. He was taken away and held in restraints, the Matrix boxed away and hidden until Optimus woke and they could decide what to do next.

But when he woke, Optimus was... different. He was still very much a Prime in frame and mind. He had the programming and he still remained the same in personality. However, as he recovered and revealed himself to be ordinary, no longer plagued by madness... he looked upon the Terrans differently. At first the gathered Cybertronians worried he was still maddened, but when questioned, he only had one thing to say.

"They are young, they are no threat to us. However... despite the lack of the Matrix poisoning my mind, I fear that they may not be pure. I could never harm them, not now. So if they really do become the threat the Matrix warned me of... I do not think I would have the strength to fight back."

With time, he returned to his normal activities, and the fear abated. He spoke with the Terrans normally, teaching them under supervision. He continued acting as Prime. But deep beneath the surface, he questioned.

And unbeknownst to anyone, when the Emberstone was used to restore the fallen, Optimus felt the all familiar call once more. The call that summoned him to receive the mighty relic of old. It was back, and this time, it was not loving.

He could ignore it. The call never grew stronger. But whenever he passed by the container the Matrix was held in, his spark flared in pain and fear.

It wanted him back. It still wanted the Terrans dead.

[dootznbootz]

At this point i am so sorry Ovid for all the hate you are better than the author that wrote Tele-GONE-ny :')

Like makes no sense for Odysseus story like it's not even canon. I believe he wrote it because of the success of Homer and wanted to make a known book based on something

Hmm this behaviour is oddly familiar with something recently we experience 👀

Honestly, it's not Ovid's fault in a way, just most peoples' taking his work as GREEK mythology instead of Roman. I don't think it's bad to enjoy the Roman Mythology version as long as people KNOW it's Roman and as long as they leave sweet boy Perseus alone.

Tele-GONE-y? That is just a titan of its own and it's so frustrating.

Because if you look it up? That's technically part of the Epic Cycle!

One of these is not like the others~

And it really sucks because we can't just say "It's Roman, therefore technically not Greek Mythology" like we can with Ovid! Why, out of all the myths for Odysseus and Penelope, would you choose this one? Why would you finish such a lovely story with such a trainwreck?

It literally goes against Tiresias' Prophecy! The myth of Odysseus being turned into a horse would've been a better one to go with if people didn't think "dying peacefully, surrounded by loved ones, after old age" isn't "exciting enough". At least then it's kind of cute to possibly imagine Horse!Odysseus being pampered by his family or something.

It is so dumb and just WRONG to say that the Odysseus and Penelope that are in the Tele-GONE-y are the same ones we know and love in Homer's masterpieces.

Even to lump the Tele-GONE-y with the rest is laughable. Even without considering the extreme out of character-ness of it, its plot is just messy and almost overly simple. As even with just FRAGMENTS of the others, we can take so much of what is implied and see the beautiful web that's being woven!!!

One of my favorite arcs, for example, is with Palamedes and his effects along the way. He places Odysseus' BABY in front of the plow and ofc, Odysseus saves his son. His sanity is proven and he has to go to war now, after having a prophecy of being the only survivor and not seeing his family again for 20 years.

Odysseus' rage is just boiling under the surface and he frames Palamedes for treason, causing him to be killed. THEN Palamedes' father, King Nauplius, hearing of his son's death plans to get revenge against all the kings. He goes to their wives telling them that their husbands plan to replace them.

Almost all of them either killed themselves or took new lovers EXCEPT for Penelope. While we don't know the exact details, I believe it was likely that:

1.) "You're telling me, my husband, my Odysseus, is planning to replace me? That man is the biggest simp to ever simp, I've never heard such utter bullshit in my life. Get out of my house." 2.) When she realizes that he is Palamedes' FATHER? She's absolutely not believing one word that leaves his mouth. This is the father of the man who nearly got her baby killed and caused her husband to be taken away from her. She does not trust him.

(Silly side thing but Penelope's also probably making sure that Telemachus doesn't meet him lol "Remember that mean man who put you in front of the plow that I told you about? That's his dad. Don't talk to him. We don't know if 'Malice towards Telemachus' was inherited." 😂 )

It's so amazing and ironic that Nauplius got revenge against them all except for the man responsible!!! ALL BECAUSE PENELOPE IS THAT COOL AND SMART!

Granted, yes, he lied to Anticlea causing her heartbreak but still!

It's just such masterful and lovely storytelling!!! The rest of the Epic Cycle interweaves and connects lil stories into the big ones in such satisfying ways!!!

There is nothing like that in the Tele-GONE-y. No little seeds placed along the way to build upon. No "hey, this decision is actually monumental". Shit just happens.

It really does just feel like a young author being like "So, this is my new OC. His name is Telegonus and his dad is Odysseus! No, his mom isn't Penelope! And like, he has a special stingray spear and he kills his dad with it!"

I'm all for supporting and encouraging authors no matter how silly or cringy they get (I'm silly and cringy too!) but imagine from Homer's and the other authors of the Epic Cycle's perspective, that you write a book that you worked so hard on, only for people to take some FANFICTION as canon and therefore affecting how people see your work!

I got really rambly but I'm just genuinely mindboggled that people take the Tele-GONE-y as canon. It's not good. In general.

Another small thing but Homer usually tells us little details even when the characters don't know it. For example, with Helen not knowing her brothers are dead. (in Homer's works)

But I can’t see two of the men’s leaders,                                     Castor, tamer of horses, and Pollux, the fine boxer—they are both my brothers, whom my mother bore along with me. Either they did not come with the contingent from lovely Lacedaemon, or they sailed here in their seaworthy ships, but have no wish                                     to join men’s battles, fearing the disgrace, the many slurs, which are justly mine.” Helen spoke. But the life-nourishing earth already held her brothers in Lacedaemon,                             in their own dear native land.

(Book 3, Johnston)

Homer would have most likely said something in Book 12 of the Odyssey along the lines of "And so he left Aeaea for the final time, not knowing that he will have another son that grew up without his father." or something. HE DOESN'T SAY ANYTHING LIKE THAT. BECAUSE IT'S NOT CANON. It also never says that they slept together in Book 12. All she did was pull him away so that they could talk and she could warn him.

[grimoirey]

The Suit of Pentacles:

A Journey

In the realm of Pentacles, where earth and matter reign, the story unfolds as a journey of manifestation, prosperity, and the tangible rewards of the material world. It is a mystical path, grounded in the soil of reality, where spirit takes form, and the mysteries of abundance are revealed.

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It begins with the Ace of Pentacles, where the hand of the Divine once again emerges, offering a golden coin suspended in the air. This is the seed of material potential, the promise of prosperity, and the foundation of security. The seeker stands at the threshold of opportunity, where the energies of creation and manifestation stir. The earth calls to be tilled, the coin awaits to be planted, and the future glimmers with the promise of abundance. This is the first step—the conception of a dream, a goal, or a vision grounded in reality.

The Two of Pentacles dances into view, balancing the coins in a delicate rhythm. Here, the seeker juggles the demands of the material world, learning to flow with the ebb and tide of life's responsibilities. It is the dance of balance—where work, resources, and time are in constant motion, demanding flexibility and adaptability. The sea behind the figure rises and falls, reminding the traveler that the material world is ever-shifting, and the ability to maintain equilibrium is key to success.

But soon, the Three of Pentacles introduces the theme of mastery through collaboration. The seeker has moved from juggling to building, working alongside others to create something of lasting value. It is here that the foundations of skill and craftsmanship are laid, where the vision begins to take form through hard work and cooperation. The blueprint of the dream is drafted, and the stones are set in place, each contributing to the greater whole. This is the card of craftsmanship, teamwork, and the realization that no great work is ever built alone.

As the structure begins to rise, the seeker pauses with the Four of Pentacles. Clutching tightly to the golden coins, this figure represents the need for security and control. The seeker fears loss, guarding what has been earned with a possessive grip. But here lies a lesson: to hold too tightly can block the flow of abundance. The soul must learn to balance security with openness, knowing that wealth—both material and spiritual—grows through trust and flow, not through fear.

The journey leads next to the Five of Pentacles, where the seeker encounters hardship. In the cold night, two figures struggle, feeling abandoned and destitute, passing by a warm, glowing church. This is the dark night of the soul, where material loss and poverty test the spirit. It is a moment of vulnerability, where the seeker confronts the fear of scarcity, but within this trial lies the opportunity for compassion, humility, and inner strength. Even in times of material lack, the light of the spirit offers warmth and hope.

As the seeker learns the lessons of hardship, the Six of Pentacles reveals the balance of giving and receiving. Here, a wealthy figure distributes coins to the needy, holding scales of balance. The seeker is reminded that wealth flows in cycles, and generosity keeps the energy of abundance moving. It is a moment of karmic exchange—what is given freely returns manifold. The lesson of this card is one of charity, fairness, and understanding that true prosperity comes from both receiving and offering in equal measure.

With generosity, the soul reaches a place of harvest. The Seven of Pentacles shows the seeker standing before a growing garden, reflecting on the fruits of their labor. It is a moment of patience, where the work has been done, and now the plants of intention grow and flourish. The seeker must pause and assess—has the investment of time and energy been worth the return? This is a card of contemplation, a reminder that material growth takes time, and sometimes, the greatest reward comes from the slow and steady tending of one’s efforts.

The pause ends as the Eight of Pentacles emerges, where the seeker now focuses on mastery through diligence. Here, the soul hones its craft, working tirelessly at the forge of creation. Each pentacle carefully shaped and formed is a testament to dedication, skill, and a deep love of the work itself. This is the card of craftsmanship, where the path to abundance is not through shortcuts, but through the steady, methodical practice of one’s skills. It is a reminder that true mastery comes through focused effort and discipline.

With this mastery, the seeker attains a sense of independence in the Nine of Pentacles. Here, the traveler stands in a lush garden, surrounded by the fruits of their labor, a symbol of self-sufficiency and material comfort. The falcon perched on the arm represents wisdom and refinement, suggesting that the seeker has learned to balance material wealth with inner peace. This is a moment of personal fulfillment, where the soul enjoys the beauty and luxury that hard work and dedication have brought.

But the story does not end with personal achievement. The Ten of Pentacles shows the culmination of the material journey—legacy and long-lasting abundance. It is the vision of family, lineage, and the security built over generations. The seeker has moved beyond personal wealth to something greater: the creation of a lasting foundation that supports not only the self but others. It is a card of completion, where the material world has been fully realized and passed on, ensuring that the fruits of labor endure through time.

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As the cycle begins anew, the Page of Pentacles appears, holding a single coin, gazing at it with awe and curiosity. This is the seed of new potential, where the young soul embarks on a fresh journey of learning and discovery. The Page represents the student of life, eager to explore new opportunities and develop skills in the material world. It is a reminder that each new venture begins with curiosity and a willingness to learn.

The Knight of Pentacles follows, a steadfast and determined figure, moving slowly yet surely toward the goal. This is the card of persistence, where the journey is long but steady. The Knight does not rush, for he knows that success comes from careful, methodical progress. He is the embodiment of patience, reliability, and hard work, urging the seeker to stay committed to the path, knowing that every step taken builds toward the greater vision.

Then comes the Queen of Pentacles, the nurturer of the earth, embodying abundance, care, and the nurturing of both material and spiritual well-being. She is the mother figure who creates a home, a place of comfort and security where all can thrive. Her story is one of generosity, where she teaches the balance of giving to oneself and others. She represents the grounding energy that sustains and nourishes all life, a reminder that true wealth is found in creating a life of balance and care for those around you.

Finally, the King of Pentacles arrives, seated on his throne of abundance. He is the master of the material world, having achieved the highest level of wealth, stability, and security. His story is one of leadership, wisdom, and responsibility. The King knows how to manage his resources wisely, ensuring that the prosperity he has cultivated benefits not only himself but all those in his realm. He teaches that true mastery of the material world comes from stewardship, generosity, and a deep understanding of the cycles of growth and abundance.

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Thus, the journey of the Pentacles weaves through the lessons of manifestation, from the first glimmer of opportunity to the creation of lasting wealth. It is a path of patience, hard work, and deep connection to the earth, where the spirit learns to navigate the material world with wisdom, balance, and grace.

[talonabraxas]

Ganapati – the Great Red Lord of Hosts Talon Abraxas

In Buddhism, sometimes Ganesha is seen as a worldly deity dedicated to protecting Buddhism, but in some Mahayana stories he is a Bodhisattva and in origin stories, he is an emanation of Avalokiteshvara (in the Chakrasamvara Cycle of Tantras).

In most Buddhist tantric traditions, Ganesha appears as a protector sworn to protect the Dharma by either Shakyamuni Buddha or Padmasambhava. However, Ganapati, Maha Rakta (Tibetan: ཚོགས་བདག tsog gi dag po, mar chen. English: The Great Red Lord of Hosts or Ganas) is a Tantric Buddhist form of Ganapati (Ganesha) related to the Chakrasamvara Cycle of Tantras. This form of Ganapati is regarded as an emanation of Avalokiteshvara.

OM AH GA HUM PAT SVAHA

In Tibetan pronunciation:

OM AH GA HUNG PEY SOHA

The seed syllable of Ganesha is GAM. GAM is often worn as a symbol for luck.

[lovers-labyrinth]

Hi there, and thank you for this :)

I would like to ask what are his feelings for me (or what he thinks about me), and whether you see a future for the both of us, or not. My name is Gabriele, and my initials are GKB, and his are RP. Thank youuuuuu... Should I make a move, or let this go? or should i wait?

thank youuuu and blessings

Main Theme: Eight of Wands Rx

Right now, your connection with RP feels stalled, like it should be moving forward but keeps running into delays or mixed signals. Communication between you and RP may feel unclear, inconsistent, or frustratingly slow. This card tells you not to try to force things; the energy simply isn’t ready to support rapid progress. There may be unseen reasons for this pause, and the best approach for now is patience and inner reflection. Try to take things slow and realize that if things are truly meant to be, then they will and nothing can stop it from happening.

Journey Cards: Ace of Pentacles, Seven of Pentacles, Eight of Cups Rx, The Hierophant Rx

There’s real hope and possibility here: the seed of something solid and meaningful exists between you and RP. But remember, an Ace when it comes to tarot is just the beginning—it holds potential but requires care, consistency, and mutual effort to grow into something lasting. Take time to consider whether you’re willing and able to nurture this, and most importantly, whether RP is showing signs of wanting to meet you halfway. Because you deserve much better than just half hearted attempts.

You’ve likely already “planted seeds” in this connection, and now you’re left wondering if your patience and efforts will be rewarded. You’re being urged to step back and evaluate the situation. What’s working? What isn’t? Resist the temptation to act out of frustration as it will only makes things worse. Sometimes, the most meaningful things take the longest to fully bloom. Trust in the natural timing, even though it may feel difficult.

There’s a strong emotional attachment here that neither of you seems fully ready to release. You may feel torn between wanting to walk away for your own emotional safety and feeling pulled to stay and see what might still grow. This can create an exhausting cycle of hope and disappointment. The message for you is to gently ask yourself: are you staying out of true love and potential, or out of fear of letting go and facing the unknown? You have to sit with yourself and introspect when it comes to this.

Your relationship does not seem to follow traditional expectations or labels. The Hierophant Rx shows that you and RP may have a connection that doesn’t fit into a neat box. While this can feel exciting and risqué, it can also lead to confusion if both of you aren’t clear about what you want. It may also hint at deeper value or lifestyle differences that you should consider honestly before investing more of your energy. For example… do your love languages align? How about your communication styles?

Oracle Advice

Octopus

“The octopus is a highly intelligent invertebrate whose skin contains chromatophores, which allows the octopus to adapt to any situation. They are a symbol of multitasking due to the actions all their limbs can handle at once. If the Octopus has come into your life, it may be time for you to juggle all the tasks you have going on right now. Make a list, set some priorities, and get at it. The ability to camouflage themselves allows them to slip under the radar and wait for their desires. You can call upon the octopus energy to help you wait until the right moment to get what you want.”

Meanings: Time to prioritize and get things done; patience and intellect lead you to success.

The Word

“Stories and storytelling have been with us since the beginning. Our minds are designed to share our experiences with each other. We crave the sharing of stories to remind us that we are connected through our words. The Word leans into her wings. She steadies a stack of parchment on her lap, her knees curled up to meet the paper. The girl holds a plume in her right hand, poised to strike the page at any moment. Her eyes remain closed, engrossed in the visions of the story her mind describes. When she is ready, a new story will get inked on the page.”

Meanings: Write your story down; have a playful attitude towards life.

Raven

“Humans underestimate ravens. They are cunning and intelligent creatures who use tools to get to what they want. It's no wonder most mythology refers to them as psychopomps. A psychopomp is a guide who leads the deceased to their resting place. Ravens have been heralds of the dying for as long as civilization can recall. If Raven has come to you today, it's time to get crafty. Use your intelligence to make a vital shift happen. Honor those who live in memory. Set up an altar and pay respect to the dead.”

Meanings: It's time to get crafty with the situation. Honor your ancestors.

All in all, take back control of your emotional energy, stay patient, remain clever, and focus on your personal path above all else (Raven). RP may still have a place in your story, but you are the one holding the pen (The Word). Do not rush, do not push; let things unfold while you continue growing and exploring your own life (Octopus). That energy will attract what’s meant to stay and will trash what is meant to stay in the trash! 🗑️

That’s the end of the reading. It was a long one, but I hope you enjoyed taking the time to go through it just as much as I enjoyed typing it all out. I’d love feedback! Have an incredible day! 🩶

[likeadeuce]

another backstory ask: what do you think art’s tennis career is like? when do you think he won his grand slams, what order he did them, what was his highest ranking, etc.?

Ooh I have lots of thoughts. I deliberately don't have a set chart of everything + I don't work too hard to be consistent from fic to fic because I want to have some flexibility for what works in the moment. For instance, Art saying he last played doubles with Serena at the 2016 Olympics is something that's useful in that moment, and totally plausible + a fun idea, but it's there to serve the dynamic in the scene.

Likewise I don't have all his Slams pinned to the timeline (the French Opens frankly I have no idea though they come later by default).

My basic narrative though is that he's already quite successful (Top 25ish) by the time the Tashi connection happens in 2010, which means he's getting hyped as the great American hope by people who Need That to Happen. But also this means there's a backlash from know-it-alls that He Just Doesn't Have It (the know-it-alls at this point are CORRECT, they're just annoying). I already spent too much time on the back half of that season in 'Waltz for Tashi,' but from there they go to Australia in Jan 2011 + win an AO that's something of a fluke (top seeds dropping etc) but is impressive in its own way and US sports media simultaneously falls in love with the Donaldsons and starts a cycle of whether Art is For Real and Can she possibly REALLY be his coach?? Also this shoots him up the rankings and he's basically ensconced in Top 5 for the next several years.

First Wimbledon: 2012, he gushes about Tashi in his oncourt speech + they are Mainstream American Sports stars/on their way to legit Celebrities from this point on. 2013 is the Donaldsons' Annus Mirabilis; Art wins AO in convincing fashion, makes #1 they have victory sex that gets Tashi pregnant [complicated complicated in the end they're keeping that baby ], wins Wimbledon, makes a USO final (Rafa again, instant classic, even Tashi says there wasn't anything he could have done better). Post-USO Art goes to China without very pregnant Tashi, does not WANT to go but has a title defense in Shanghai that he needs to secure year end #1, which he does, jokes in his speech about how he wanted to lose early to *make sure he doesn't miss the birth of his child* but Tashi told him if he lost he wasn't allowed to come home which gets a laugh but is KIND OF true, she scheduled sponsor events so he wouldn't be able to bail if he lost. This didn't make it into 'Qualifying' but my concept was that was when she started making those videos for his matches. Pregnant and stuck at home and furious about it, a girl is saved by video editing software.

That's as far as I go, 2014-2019 is vague to me because I haven't needed it for a story. Art becomes an unlikely clay court specialist in there somewhere...??

More backstory asks welcome in the inbox!

[sacred-awareness]

Redefining Abundance and Wealth In a Capitalistic Society

We've all felt it - that gnawing emptiness after buying something we thought would make us happy. The disappointment when we realize that consuming material items brings only fleeting gratification, never lasting joy. Another promotion leads only to further exploitation by employers. A bigger house leaves us feeling lonelier and more disconnected. A newer phone fails to fill the void that only genuine human connection can satisfy. Yet we keep chasing these hollow markers of success, trapped in an endless cycle of wanting more.

In our capitalist society, we're taught that abundance means accumulation: more money, more possessions, more status. But what if true abundance isn't about what we own at all? What if we've been chasing a mirage while the real oasis of fulfillment lies in a completely different direction?

Unlearning the Capitalist Definition of Success

From our earliest years, we're conditioned to equate our worth with our productivity. Success becomes a simple equation: work harder, earn more, buy more, repeat. We chase promotions, compare ourselves to carefully curated social media lives, and feel guilty when we're not "hustling." This endless pursuit leaves many of us exhausted, anxious, and disconnected from what truly matters.

The irony is that capitalism requires us to feel scarcity to function. It needs us to believe we're never enough, never have enough, never do enough. This manufactured scarcity keeps us consuming, competing, and clinging to our resources instead of sharing them freely.

The Myth of Failure in Capitalist Society

In a system built on competition, failure isn't just an outcome - it's a tool of control. We're taught to see failure as a personal deficiency rather than what it often is: a natural part of human experience or resistance to exploitation. The fear of failure keeps us obedient, makes us work longer hours, take out bigger loans, and accept less than we deserve.

But what if failure, as we know it, is just another capitalist construct? In nature, there is no failure - only cycles, changes, and adaptations. In many indigenous cultures, what we label as 'failure' might be seen as learning, growth, or simply taking a different path. When we free ourselves from this artificial binary of success versus failure, we can begin to see our lives as journeys of experience rather than competitions to be won or lost.

Wisdom from Spiritual Traditions

Throughout history, spiritual traditions have offered us completely different stories and ideas about abundance. It isn't looked at as an achievement of something more, but as a letting go of what doesn't belong to you - sharing your truth and traditions, honoring yourself and others in their authenticity. That's the real freedom: recognizing that you are just enough in your wholeness.

Buddhist teachings remind us that attachment to material things is the root of suffering, while true wealth comes from cultivating inner peace.

Indigenous wisdom shows us that abundance flows from our relationships - with each other, with the land, with our ancestors and descendants, with community and traditions.

Islamic teachings emphasize that true wealth multiplies when shared, not hoarded. The more we give, the more abundance flows through our lives. Hindu dharmic principles teach us that prosperity includes not just material comfort, but dharma (purpose), kama (pleasure), and moksha (liberation).

Redefining What Makes Us Rich

When we expand our vision of abundance beyond the material, we discover wealth in unexpected places:

In the depth of our relationships and the strength of our communities. In the meals we share, the stories we tell, the ways we hold each other through hard times.

In our connection to the natural world - the glory of a sunrise, the peace of a forest walk, the miracle of growing food from tiny seeds.

In our creativity and cultural heritage - the songs we sing, the art we make, the traditions we keep alive and transform.

In the wealth of time - to rest, to play, to simply be present with those we love without rushing to the next thing.

In our spiritual growth - the wisdom we gain through difficulty, the compassion we develop, the peace we find within.

Practical Steps Toward True Abundance

So how do we begin cultivating this deeper abundance? Here are some practices to explore:

Start each day by naming three forms of non-material wealth in your life. Maybe it's the bird song outside your window, a friend's kind message, or a moment of perfect quiet. There's no wrong answer.

Practice voluntary simplicity. What can you let go of to create more space for what truly matters? Sometimes abundance comes not from adding more, but from needing less.

Strengthen your community bonds. Share meals, tools, skills, and support. Experience the abundance that flows when we move from isolation to interdependence.

Create art, music, beauty, meaning - not for profit or praise, but for the simple joy of expression. These gifts grow richer when shared.

Make time for stillness. In quiet moments, we often discover we already have everything we need.

The Path Forward

In rejecting capitalist definitions of wealth and success, we aren't losing anything - we're gaining everything. We're reclaiming our time, our connections, our authenticity, and our humanity. True abundance isn't about having more, it's about realizing we already have enough, we already are enough, and in sharing that abundance, we all become richer.

The journey to redefining abundance begins with a simple question: What makes you feel truly wealthy? The answer might surprise you, and it probably won't be found in any store.

[wuahae]

What if 'Gundam SEED' was told from Flay's point of view? How would they approach it? Would it have been better?

ANOOOONNNDJWKFKW MY HAND SLAPPED OVER MY MOUTH. GUNDAM SEED TALK ON MY KPOP X READER BLOG….. IM OBSESSED W U LET’S GET INTO IT .

to be honest with you i didn't rewatch seed during my latest viewing of seed destiny so i can't say i remember enough to have a In-Depth analysis about the successes and failures of seed But! that being said in retrospect i actually really like flay? i like what they do with her character and i like her role in the story. i like that she's meant to be an asshole and more than a little of a bitch but it's never unsympathetic (unjustified maybe) and i like how her being rich and sheltered and YOUNG (i'm pretty sure the girl is literally 14 when the series starts) plays into how she reacts to the events of seed ... like the war is Not kind to her in the slightest. she's such a good character that explores the civilian side of war and how hatred can so easily twist into your very being if you don't know any better (or you're not given the opportunity to know any better)... i love her!! and i love her redemption arc at the end!

that being said, i actually don't think making flay the protagonist would have been better ,,, a large part of seed (and extends to seed destiny) is the relationship between kira and athrun; how your enemy is just those who happen to be on the other side of the battlefield, the cycle of violence and how it continues to be exacerbated in the name of revenge, etc etc. i think it's important that s/sd are told from the pov of the soldiers because of that? also because i just think the kira-athrun conflict throughout the series is soooo .... </3 i love my star-crossed bffs .

to be fair i think if flay was the protagonist it would have been a lot more of a character drama than it already is but i feel like they explore her character well as is in the anime? she has such a pinnacle role in kira's character i can't really see her being expanded in a better way than that! also i'm ngl the anti-coordinator bigotry flay has in like . probably the first third of the anime is already a hard pill to swallow as a side character idk if i could go through seed with her as the main character HSDFJLDSFKJJ like i already don't like kira!!! the beginning of seed is hard enough to get through with him as the protagonist!!!!

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Say Goodbye to AVN Pain: Natural Healing Methods That Work

Avascular Necrosis (AVN), also called osteonecrosis, is a painful condition where blood supply to the bone gets restricted, leading to bone death. While surgery and medications are commonly prescribed, many patients seek holistic alternatives. Suppose you're wondering how to heal AVN Treatment naturally. In that case, this guide brings you evidence-based strategies, real success stories, and breakthrough treatments like SVF therapy that are changing the game in regenerative healing.

Understanding AVN (Avascular Necrosis)

What is AVN?

AVN occurs when poor blood flow causes bone tissue to die. The hip, knee, shoulder, and ankle are the most commonly affected joints.

Causes and Risk Factors

Prolonged steroid use

Excessive alcohol consumption

Joint trauma or fractures

Autoimmune conditions

Sickle cell disease

Symptoms and Stages

Early symptoms are subtle: mild pain, stiffness, and reduced mobility. As AVN progresses, joint collapse and chronic pain occur. Imaging (X-ray, MRI) can confirm the stage, ranging from Stage 1 (early) to Stage 4 (severe collapse).

Why Natural Healing Matters in AVN

Risks of Surgical Treatments

Surgery (like core decompression or joint replacement) may lead to infections, prosthetic failure, or limited motion. Not all patients qualify or want to undergo invasive procedures.

The Case for Alternative Medicine

Natural healing empowers patients to manage AVN holistically by addressing the root cause: poor circulation, inflammation, and cellular degeneration.

The Role of Nutrition in AVN Recovery

Foods That Promote Bone Health

Leafy greens (kale, spinach)

Fatty fish (salmon, sardines)

Bone broth and gelatin

Nuts, seeds, and legumes

Anti-inflammatory Diet Guidelines

Eliminate sugar, red meat, and processed food

Include turmeric, ginger, garlic, and green tea

Follow Mediterranean or plant-based diets for systemic healing

Supplements to Consider

Vitamin D3 + K2: Promote calcium absorption and bone repair

Magnesium: Crucial for bone strength

Collagen Peptides: Aid in joint and cartilage regeneration

Best Exercises to Heal AVN Naturally

Low-Impact Workouts

Swimming or aqua therapy: zero joint stress

Yoga and Tai Chi: boost flexibility and circulation

Stationary cycling: controlled movement without weight load

Stretching and Mobility Routines

Daily hip openers, hamstring stretches, and glute bridges enhance blood flow and preserve joint range.

Avoiding Weight-Bearing Stress

Limit jogging, jumping, or lifting heavy weights. Use crutches or walking aids during flare-ups.

Lifestyle Changes to Support Joint Health

Quit Smoking and Alcohol

Both severely impact blood flow and bone health. Immediate cessation improves prognosis.

Weight Management

Reducing even 5-10% of body weight significantly decreases joint pressure.

Rest and Sleep for Bone Regeneration

Deep sleep stimulates human growth hormone (HGH) which repairs bone tissue.

Herbs and Natural Remedies for AVN

Ayurvedic Treatments

Ashwagandha, Shallaki, and Guggul are known for anti-inflammatory and bone-regenerative properties.

SVF Therapy: A Breakthrough in Natural AVN Healing

What is Stromal Vascular Fraction SVF Therapy?

SVF is a cutting-edge regenerative therapy extracted from your own fat cells. It contains a rich mix of:

Growth factors

Immune-modulating cells

These components repair damaged tissue and restore blood flow naturally.

How SVF Supports Bone Regeneration

Once injected into the AVN site, SVF:

Enhances angiogenesis (blood vessel growth)

Reduces inflammation

Promotes osteoblast activity (new bone formation)

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Astrology and Vision Boards: Cosmic Alignment for Manifestation

Manifestation is more than just positive thinking — it’s about aligning your intentions with universal energies. When you combine astrology with vision boards, you create a powerful tool that works in harmony with cosmic cycles. In this guide, we’ll explore how astrology can help you craft a vision board that truly resonates with your destiny. And if you want personal guidance, you can always chat with an astrologer or start a free chat with an astrologer on AstroSevaTalk to make sure your vision board aligns with your birth chart.

What is a Vision Board?

A vision board is a collage of images, words, and symbols representing your goals and dreams. People use vision boards to:

Clarify intentions

Focus on desired outcomes

Keep motivation high

Attract opportunities through the law of attraction

But here’s the secret many overlook: timing and energy matter. That’s where astrology enters the picture.

Why Combine Astrology with Vision Boards?

Astrology reveals the best times to plant the seeds of intention. Your birth chart holds the key to:

Your core desires (Sun and Ascendant)

Emotional fulfillment (Moon sign)

Passion and motivation (Mars)

Attraction and abundance (Venus and Jupiter)

When you sync your vision board with astrological transits and your personal chart, you amplify your manifestation power. Curious about your chart’s clues? Start a free chat with an astrologer on AstroSevaTalk for insights.

Steps to Create an Astrology-Aligned Vision Board

1️⃣ Know Your Natal Chart

Before you start cutting out pictures, understand your chart’s strengths:

What house your Moon occupies reveals emotional needs.

Your Venus shows what you naturally attract.

The position of Jupiter points to growth areas.

If you're unsure how to interpret these, you can talk with an astrologer for a personalized session.

2️⃣ Choose the Right Cosmic Timing

Astrological timing can make or break your manifestation efforts. Some powerful periods to create your vision board:

✅ New Moon – Best for planting seeds of intention ✅ Jupiter transits – Boost growth and opportunities ✅ Your Solar Return (Birthday) – Set intentions for the year ahead ✅ Venus and Mars conjunctions – Great for love and passion goals

You can chat with an astrologer to identify these windows specific to your chart.

3️⃣ Select Your Themes

Based on your chart and goals, decide on key areas:

🌟 Love and relationships — Use Venus or 7th house guidance 🌟 Career and wealth — Focus on your 10th house or Jupiter 🌟 Health and wellness — Look at your 6th house 🌟 Spiritual growth — Consider your 12th house

4️⃣ Build Your Board

Pick images, affirmations, and symbols that resonate with your chart:

Moon in Cancer? Use home, family, or ocean imagery.

Venus in Leo? Include symbols of glamour, stage, or luxury.

Mars in Aries? Add action shots or sports themes.

You can make it physical (poster board) or digital (Pinterest, Canva).

5️⃣ Activate It

Once your board is ready:

🔹 Meditate with it during New Moon or chosen auspicious transit 🔹 Speak affirmations aloud 🔹 Keep it where you’ll see it daily

Want to supercharge it? Talk with an astrologer to learn mantras or rituals that complement your vision board’s energy.

How Astrologers Can Help Your Vision Board Work Better

An experienced astrologer can:

✨ Pinpoint favorable dates to start manifestation ✨ Identify planetary obstacles (like Saturn or Rahu dosha) ✨ Suggest remedies to remove blocks ✨ Align your vision board themes with current Dasha periods

At AstroSevaTalk, our experts provide 24x7 support — so you can always start a free chat with an astrologer and make sure your vision board reflects cosmic harmony.

Success Story: Astrology-Backed Vision Board

Neha, an entrepreneur, was struggling to expand her business. She created vision boards before, but they never seemed to “work.” She consulted an AstroSevaTalk expert through a chat with an astrologer and learned that Saturn was slowing her progress. The astrologer advised a simple Saturn remedy and suggested a date aligned with a Jupiter transit to refresh her vision board. Within months, she attracted funding and partnerships that transformed her business.

Ready to Manifest with Cosmic Support?

🌙 Your dreams are valid — and the universe wants to help. 🌙 When you combine vision boards with astrological timing, you’re not just wishing — you’re co-creating with the cosmos.

👉 Visit AstroSevaTalk today. Start a free chat with an astrologer to map out your vision board strategy. Or, if you’re ready for deeper guidance, talk with astrologers for powerful, personalized advice.

Final Thoughts

Astrology and vision boards together create a bridge between your dreams and the universe’s plan for you. Don’t leave your manifestation journey to chance — align with the stars and watch your goals come to life.

💫 Your cosmic vision starts now. Let AstroSevaTalk guide you.

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5 Inspiring Stories of Successful Missionary Projects Around the World

Missionary projects have long been a powerful force in bringing about positive change and hope to communities worldwide. Beyond spiritual guidance, these initiatives often address critical needs like education, healthcare, economic empowerment, and social justice. When carried out with respect and dedication, missionary projects can transform lives, uplift entire communities, and foster long-lasting development. Here, we explore five inspiring stories of successful missionary projects from different corners of the world — each a testament to the profound impact of compassion in action.

1. Transforming Education in Rural Nepal

In the mountainous villages of Nepal, access to education has historically been limited by geography and poverty. A missionary project launched by a small international organization focused on building schools and training teachers in remote areas where children previously had little hope of attending formal education.

One such school, established in the village of Langtang, became a beacon of change. The project not only constructed classrooms but also introduced a curriculum tailored to local needs, encompassing literacy, numeracy, and practical skills such as farming and health awareness. The missionaries worked closely with regional leaders to ensure the school was culturally sensitive and sustainable.

Over the years, the literacy rate in the region rose significantly, and many students have gone on to pursue higher education and leadership roles. This project demonstrates how education, combined with community partnership, can break the cycle of poverty and open up new possibilities for future generations.

2. Medical Mission in the Amazon Rainforest

The Amazon rainforest is home to many indigenous communities who often lack access to basic healthcare. A missionary medical team, partnering with local health workers, established mobile clinics to reach remote villages inaccessible by road.

The project provided vaccinations, maternal and child health services, and treatment for tropical diseases that were rampant due to isolation and limited resources. Beyond direct care, the missionaries introduced health education programs to teach villagers about sanitation, nutrition, and disease prevention.

One remarkable story from this project is of a young mother who survived complications during childbirth thanks to timely intervention by the medical team. Today, the mobile clinics continue to operate, saving countless lives and fostering trust within communities that are traditionally wary of outsiders.

This initiative underscores the crucial importance of integrating medical expertise with cultural sensitivity and community engagement in missionary work.

3. Women’s Empowerment in Kenya through Microfinance

In parts of rural Kenya, women often face economic marginalization and limited opportunities to support their families. A missionary-led microfinance project sought to change this by providing small loans, business training, and ongoing mentorship to women entrepreneurs.

The project empowered hundreds of women to start or expand small businesses, including farming cooperatives, handmade crafts, and local shops. One inspiring participant shared how she used her microloan to buy seeds and farming equipment, which doubled her family’s income and allowed her children to attend school.

Notably, the project fostered a supportive community where women shared knowledge, encouraged one another, and built confidence among themselves. The success of this initiative demonstrates how economic empowerment through microfinance can create ripple effects of growth and independence.

4. Clean Water Access in Bangladesh

Waterborne diseases remain a leading cause of illness in many parts of Bangladesh, where access to clean drinking water is scarce. A missionary project addressed this critical need by installing wells and water filtration systems in several villages plagued by contaminated water.

The project included community education on sanitation and hygiene practices to ensure the sustainability of the clean water systems. Local technicians were trained to maintain the wells, enabling communities to manage their resources in the long term.

The impact was immediate and profound — rates of diarrhea and other water-related diseases dropped significantly, and children had more time to attend school instead of collecting water from distant, unsafe sources. The project serves as a clear example of how practical interventions in health and infrastructure can significantly improve the quality of life.

5. Refugee Support and Resettlement in Lebanon

Lebanon has been a host to millions of refugees from neighboring conflict zones, creating immense humanitarian challenges. A missionary organization established a multifaceted support program to provide food, shelter, legal aid, and psychological counseling to refugee families.

In addition to meeting urgent needs, the project helped refugees navigate resettlement processes and access education for their children. Volunteers also facilitated community-building activities that fostered resilience and cultural integration.

One refugee family recounted how the support they received gave them hope and stability amid uncertainty, allowing them to rebuild their lives with dignity. This project demonstrates how missionary efforts can provide comprehensive support in complex humanitarian crises.

Lessons from These Stories

Each of these missionary projects shares key elements of success:

Community Collaboration: Working hand-in-hand with local leaders and residents ensures projects respect cultural contexts and address genuine needs.

Sustainability Focus: Training locals to manage resources and operations builds capacity and ensures projects endure beyond initial missionary involvement.

Holistic Approach: Combining spiritual care with practical services, such as education, health, and economic empowerment, creates meaningful and comprehensive change.

Respect and Compassion: Genuine respect for people’s dignity and traditions fosters trust, acceptance, and a more profound impact.

These inspiring projects reveal how missionary work can extend far beyond traditional religious missions to become a transformative force for social good. By addressing the root causes of hardship with empathy and strategic planning, missionaries empower individuals and communities to thrive.

The Enduring Power of Missionary Work

The five stories highlighted here illustrate the diverse ways in which missionary projects bring hope and transformation worldwide. From classrooms in Nepal to wells in Bangladesh, mobile clinics in the Amazon, microfinance in Kenya, and refugee support in Lebanon, the common thread is a commitment to uplifting lives with compassion and purpose.

Missionary work, when done with cultural sensitivity and a sustainable mindset, creates lasting legacies. It ignites change that empowers people to shape their futures, fostering global solidarity and understanding.

These successful projects encourage us to recognize the potential in every act of service and remind us that hope, when nurtured thoughtfully, can genuinely change the world—one community at a time.

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Embracing Insecurities: Turning Vulnerability Into Strength

We all have them—those whispers of self-doubt that creep into our minds and make us question our worth. Insecurities are a universal experience, but they have a unique way of making us feel isolated and less-than. Whether it’s about our appearance, abilities, relationships, or even our future, insecurities often weigh us down and keep us from living fully.

But what if we could reframe the way we see them? Instead of viewing our insecurities as flaws, we could see them as opportunities for growth and connection.

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Where Do Insecurities Come From?

Insecurities often stem from comparison, past experiences, or societal pressures.

Comparison: Social media has heightened this more than ever. We see highlight reels of others’ lives and assume our behind-the-scenes can’t measure up.

Past Experiences: Negative comments, failures, or rejection can plant seeds of insecurity that grow over time.

Societal Standards: Unrealistic expectations about beauty, success, or relationships can make us feel like we’re constantly falling short.

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The Cost of Insecurities

Left unchecked, insecurities can hold us back in profound ways:

Missed Opportunities: Fear of failure or rejection can stop us from trying new things.

Strained Relationships: Insecurity can create walls or unhealthy behaviors, making it harder to connect authentically.

Self-Sabotage: Constant self-doubt can erode our confidence, keeping us stuck in cycles of negativity.

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How to Address Insecurities

1. Acknowledge Them

The first step to overcoming insecurities is recognizing them. Avoid suppressing or denying how you feel. Journal, meditate, or talk to someone you trust about what’s bothering you.

2. Practice Self-Compassion

Be kind to yourself. Instead of harsh self-criticism, try speaking to yourself as you would a close friend. Remind yourself that nobody is perfect, and it’s okay to have areas you’re working on.

3. Challenge Negative Thoughts

Ask yourself, “Is this thought based on fact or assumption?” Often, our insecurities are rooted in exaggerated fears rather than reality.

4. Focus on Growth

Turn insecurities into motivation for improvement. If you’re insecure about a skill, take small steps to improve. Growth not only enhances confidence but also gives you a sense of control over your journey.

5. Surround Yourself With Positivity

Spend time with people who uplift and inspire you. Limit exposure to environments or content that make you feel inadequate.

6. Celebrate Your Wins

Acknowledge and appreciate your achievements, no matter how small. Building confidence is a gradual process, and celebrating milestones reinforces your progress.

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Turning Vulnerability Into Connection

Insecurities can feel deeply personal, but they’re also what make us human. Sharing your vulnerabilities can create meaningful connections with others who feel the same. It’s in these moments of openness that we often find our greatest strength.

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A Final Thought

Insecurities don’t have to define you. While they may always be a part of your story, they don’t have to control the narrative. With patience, self-awareness, and kindness, you can transform your insecurities into stepping stones toward self-acceptance and growth.

So, the next time those whispers of doubt creep in, remind yourself: You are enough. Right here, right now.

Sail, Survive, Slay

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