#a kid named xena

[deepdive002]

I got a cute message today from my 7 year old daughter when I got to my car.

My daughter and I live with my mom. She hurried to the school bus stop this morning but she had time to write a message on my window.

I love being a dad. This is a golden time in my life.

Also I need to get a car wash.

[deepdive002]

The window is a very nice touch. I hadn't thought of that!

[lilliankillthisman]

Ok so the animorphs are going sneak into Planet Hollywood, and the attractions are:

Bruce Willis and Demi Moore;

Fashion brand Ralph Lauren;

Shaq;

And Lucy Lawless.

Am I wrong in thinking that Lucy Lawless is. Nowhere near as famous as the others? Was Xena that big for 90s kids? Like, all the others are household names twenty-five years later. Just from an audience perspective, I know that these particular 90s kids would know her.

[hubristicassholefight]

Swordswoman showdown FINALS

Hornet (Hollow Knight) vs Xena (Xena: Warrior Princess)

(Better here in a "preferred character" sense, not "who would win in a fight")

Propaganda below cut

Hornet

Technically its not a sword but she wields a needle in a setting where swords do not exist and she wields it in an exceedingly swordlike fashion so. She counts; Girlboss demigoddess spider lady. She's been protecting an entire kingdom for longer than many of the other characters have been alive. She systematically kills her siblings for being too weak. She's simply the best.

#im pretty sure hornet can beat like. anyone in a fight.#have you ever fought hornet#its so fucking hard getting past her every time i play hk i go literally insane.

#i remember getting stuck on the first hornet fight on mt first play through and bring likr#''omg the boss fights in this are so hard!!!''#like what. you're not even half way through what are you talking about#you can't even DASH honey. you don't know what's diffcult or not in this game.

So, SPOILERS

but I feel like the "she systematically kills her siblings" part needs a little clarification. See, one of her siblings was used as a living prison for an angry god and that uh. Didn't work out for the sibling in question or anyone else.

This account is itself heavily abbreviated but it's likely that any other sibling Hornet encounters will be trying to take over as the god's new prison. She appears to challenge any sibling she sees to battle, in order to test their resolve against herself and her needle - would they actually have a chance against that god?

We never actually see her kill any siblings, but she does quite pointedly tell one of them that (to paraphrase) "My needle is lethal and I would feel no sadness in a weakling's demise."

Feels like a relevant quote. In any case, if they can't beat Hornet, it seems like her needle would be a far more merciful end than what the god would grant.

Anyway, a bit of additional material for @swordswomanshowdown :

As is the case for any cool swordswoman, it's not just her sword that's lethal, it's her with it. And Hornet's needle was custom made for her - the creators have said that, while other needles exist, hers was made specifically for her to wield, and its construction allows her to use her spider silk better in combat.

And another thing that I think makes her a good swordswoman: she's actually pretty thoughtful about how she uses it. There's a least one instance where she tries to warn someone off before fighting them! At the same time, when she does fight, she seems to enjoy it - during her boss battles, you can hear her laugh sometimes, as if exhiliarated. She's really got it all, as a swordswoman!!!

#HORNET SWEEP CMON PLEEEEEEASE#shes gay. shes the only sibling with a gender. shes a spider named HORNET. look like croissant. whats not to like

Xena

Warrior Princess

She wields a sword and chakram. Just had to submit a biconic swordswoman.

i love her. she made me gay as a kid. Anyway, her weapon of choice is her sword, she is obviously very good with it

#unfortunately i have to choose and i have to choose xena#a) utena had no warcry. b) xena fought gods. c) xena has kickass goofy comic book combat which is my favorite

xena didn’t just fight gods. she fucked up a girl’s life so bad that she (calisto) devoted her entire being to destroying everything that xena loved that ended up with calisto becoming a god in order to destroy xena, which didnt work because xena entombed her in lava. and then when xena and gabrielle encountered calisto in the (christian) afterlife (different from the greek one which they also fought her in), calisto dragged gabrielle to hell so xena became an archangel in order to save gabrielle and then sacrificed herself in order to undo all the harm that she did in calisto’s life and then when not!jesus (played by timothy omundson) revives xena and gabrielle, calisto impregnates xena with the reincarnation of calisto’s soul in order to end the cycle of hate. xena doesnt just fight gods. she creates and destroys them

#this isnt even mentioning her fighting julius ceasar several times#telling brutus that caesar is not his friend#xena and gabrielle’s souls reincarnating across centuries in order to kick ass and fall in love all over again#or the time xena became a god but tbh that ep is kinda ‘uhhhhh…..’ even if they did hire a consultant for it

#I think everyone here knows to vote for Xena. I think a couple people here might have some propaganda for Xena saved already#everyone remember that Xena/Gabrielle is CANON and that's a pretty big deal also#(does anyone have that Xena Loves Trans People interview around because that would also make good propaganda)

I love Xena ❤️ 😍 💖 ❣️

[softpine]

working on the next post was frustrating me so i made more of coco's family to relax!! let's hear it for beautiful brown eyes

nico (33), nicole "coco" (23), monica (22), jasmine "jazzy" (18), amir (12), xena (1)

their family situation is very complicated but if you're interested:

nico was an oopsie when their mom was young. she got married and then quickly divorced nico's dad. coco looks up to her brother a lot. he's the kindest, most generous person you'll ever meet (gives you the shirt off his back kinda guy) and he loves coco so much, but he has an intellectual disability as a result of a complicated birth and he was never given the support he needed. he's had problems with substance abuse for a long time. growing up, coco always wanted to be around him, and unfortunately he didn't always do a good job of sheltering her. even though she doesn't blame him, he'll always blame himself for exposing her to his lifestyle.

when coco's mom met her dad, she didn't want to ruin things by getting married again. nevertheless, coco was planned. she was supposed to be the last baby (hence the cute matching names: nico and nicole).

monica came along so quick after coco that they were basically raised like twins, but coco was still very much a protective big sister to her because monica started losing her eyesight as a toddler. by middle school, she could only see light & shapes. she continued to go to the same school as coco, but she didn't get much in the way of accommodations, so coco was the one who helped her the most. she made sure monica never fell behind or felt different – she learned from nico that if she didn't support monica, no one would. they're the only 2 that share both the same birth parents, though monica always got along better with their dad than coco. oh also she's the sister that used to listen to danny's music fjkjsds

jazzy was from their mom's 2nd marriage which didn't last long. she spent summers with her dad in indiana, which made coco so jealous until she actually visited indiana herself lol. she goes to college at purdue so coco doesn't see her much. it also makes coco feel weird that they both started college at the same time though coco is 5 years older. she wants to be the big sister giving advice and helping jazzy through college, but jazzy has her life together more at 18 than coco ever has. she won't admit it, but she does judge coco for her life choices, and she has a lot of valid reasons for doing so. sadly jazzy had a front row seat to some of coco's worst moments. neither of them really know how to move on from that.

their mom is still married to amir's dad. he's the only kid still living with their mom. coco actually spends quite a lot of time with amir; he likes to stay at her apartment when he needs a break from his step siblings (who coco barely knows, since they moved in after she moved out). they also like to get out of the city and go exploring together / hiking

xena is....... complicated. she's the only one here that doesn't have the same birth mom and that's really all i can say. (btw i'm not bringing back the 2018 extreme red blush, the poor thing just has eczema)

[deepdive002]

My 7 year old daughter loves genie pants and bugs.

Here's a picture of her with some butterflies we raised from caterpillars.

Parenting is tricky. I want to support my daughter's personality but many decisions are beyond her capability.

I like bugs and cool pants so I encourage her to do that. I'm not sure if my direction will serve her better than other parents who put their daughters in frilly dresses.

I think so, but there are too many factors to ever really know for sure.

I just think there is more nuance here than @lesbianbettyboop originally explored.

It feels like the original post was good for a quick emotion and not much more.

I hope someone will respond to this reblog and continue to develop the nuance.

man

[prettypleasetextme]

An Angel?

(Elora backstory!)

(Peeps?: @city-of-c0rpses @myluckymoon )

Mom and dad were always such fantastic parents. They loved and cared for me endlessly. Spoiled me but made sure I was humbled and grateful as well. True role models for me. They inspired me to be loving and treat others with kindness as well. Though I was always loving by nature. I wanted to love people no matter who or what they are.

Though when I was little, I had no one to love and spoil on. So when my parents asked me what I wanted for Christmas when I was 6, I gave an excited reply, "I want a sibling!" I remember that moment when their faces scrunched up in worry, but I never knew why in the moment.

Apparently, my mom had struggles with trying to get pregnant, and having me was dangerous enough due to the birthing process. For medical reasons, she could have almost died for having me. I don't blame them for deciding not to have another kid and telling me no. But for a long time I was still wishing for a sibling.

At first, I wanted any sibling until I decided and settled that I specifically wanted a baby brother. Whenever I would go to the park, I would watch families play together. There would be sisters playing tag with their brothers, older brothers simply walking and having a conversation with their siblings. Seeing the people at the park made me desire to have a baby brother.

I figured that my day of having a sibling will never come though. I sorta accepted it when my mom told me why I can't have a sibling.

Until one day, when I was 11 ,I got a call from my best friend at the time, Xena Withlock. She was my age and had three younger sisters and came from a wealthy family. She called me to inform me that she won't be at school the next day. "Why not? We have a test tomorrow?" I asked over the phone.

"Because my mom is in the hospital right now. I'm going to have a brother tonight." Xena replied to me. I practically dropped the phone and hung up, running over to her house as quickly as I could. How come she never told me about this until now?! Why am I just hearing about this now?!

I had one single goal in mind. I always wanted a baby brother, yet never could have had one. My only way to ever get one was to become the godsister of my closet friend's brother. I was determined to get what this family didn't want in the future.

I felt a little bad for bursting into Xena's home and room unexpectedly and not invited, let alone stay the night there as well, but my desire to meet this baby was there. Besides, we had a fun little sleep over that night. The next day, we went to the hospital. I was skipping ahead of Xena and her three younger sisters, Lillie, Viola, and Sophia. I was too excited, all I could do was leap in excitement. Poor Xena was so confused why.

I guess you can say I annoyed the crap out of her father and mother. Because as soon as we arrived to the room, I practically begged her father to allow me to be their new son's godsister. Her poor mom, who was still recovering at the time was so tired that she gave me the "Whatever, sure."

I couldn't have been happier once I was granted permission. Immediately, I called dibs on holding the baby first. Giving into my demands, they let me, handing over the tiny baby in my arms. They named his Xavier. He was the cutest little baby, sleeping peacefully all swaddled up. Absolutely adorable.

I held him close to my chest, enjoying the closeness. I promised to myself that I would help take good care of him. I think I did a good job in fulfilling that promise. For almost every day of my life, until I moved when I was a adult, I would visit the Withlocks and take care of my baby brother.

From simply holding him and talking to him, to watching him grow, I would try to be there. Xena would make jokes that I was the 5th sister of the family, since I was there all the time. How could I not be there? That's my baby brother right there.

From trying to lift his head the first time, crawling on the floor, showing me crayon colored dinosaurs, pushing him on the swings, and before saying goodbye for the last time, I tried to be there for him. For every little thing he did, I was proud of him. I loved him. Every moment I wanted to spoil him rotten and love on him.

His parents weren't always the greatest. I could tell from day one when I met Xena. But I was hoping that, at least through all my efforts, I left a little bit of impact and hope in him for when I had to take my leave. After all life was telling me to start growing up. Soon before I knew it, I had a husband, I was living out in the countryside, I had my own kids to take care of, life got the best of me.

Oh, but how time flies. It's been a while, a few years since I reached out in contact. I hope they are doing well.

After all, I still love them.

[gabs-magical-abs]

Hey kids, let grandabs teach you some old school Xena fandom vocab from the good old forum days!

Subtext: the ship name for Xena/Gabrielle

Subtexter: somebody who ships Xena/Gabrielle

YAXI: Yet Another Xena Inconsistency

Shipper: somebody who ships Xena / Ares

Horsetext: Xena/Argo crackship

Uber: fanfics where the characters are reincarnations / descendents of Xena and Gabrielle. Like an AU but with different character names

[romanreignseater]

Press Play Pt. 2

Roman Reigns x Black Female! OC (Xena)

Rating: 18+

Warning: No warning really, just sad times 😔.

“Being the girlfriend to a famous divorced father of 5 wasn’t your plan at 26 years old. You trusted him with your life, so you agreed to film a little something, but now you regret ever meeting him when your whole life is exposed.”

A/N: Last part on next Sunday and it’s gonna be something special. I hope you all enjoy this part and I may or may not have given another cliffhanger.

GIF: @jeysuso

It’s been a week since the video leak and since you last saw Roman. And let’s just say the media has YET to let up.

“Roman Reigns, Rated R?! Take A Sneak Peak Into The Spicy Life Of The Hot and Heavy Heavyweight.”

“Roman Reigns Purposely Post His Sex Tape In Spite Of Ex-Wife’s New Beau?!”

“Roman’s Slut, Gold Digging Girlfriend EXPOSED For The Clout Chaser She Is.”

“Roman Reigns Losing Fans?! Did He Release His Tape In Order To Suffice His Absence On SmackDown?!”

Yeah it was a lot…

But, nonetheless you had a huge support system around you and they made you feel better.

The video wasn’t that bad as no one saw anything other than the curve of your ass. But you shouting how much of a little cock slut you were. That one part stretched across social media and your Instagram comments was filled with “I’m a little slut” and “Fuck me harder daddy.”

The day of the incident swirled in your head back and forth. The tears in Roman’s eyes was unlike anything you’ve seen before. His deep and uncontrollable breaths broke your heart.

As much as you loved him, he hurt you bad. Nearly 300 missed calls in only a week. 440 text notifications and 50 attempted FaceTime calls. Through your Ring Doorbell, you could see his many attempts to reach you in person.

You were hiding out at your best friend’s house knowing he would try to see you, but you’d have to go home soon since your best friend was going to see her family.

“You’re gonna have to go eventually sis.” You sat on her couch, wig barely on, nails chipped, tissues all around you, and a tub of ice cream as your new best friend. “Do I have to?!” You put on your best puppy dog eyes.

“Sweetie that’s not gonna work on me. I’m gonna see my family and I don’t want to come back to police tape surrounding my front yard.”

Rolling your eyes you sat up and began to clean up. “Look sis, I want to be better. You’ve always been tough and I know you’ve gotten over this. The real problem is, you’re missing Ro.” The mention of his name made you tense.

“Can we not Taylor?!”

“Xena… we have to. I know you miss him, but he didn’t mean to.” “HE HURT ME TAY.” The tears began to form in your eyes at the thought of your fall out.

Hands on hips, Taylor wasn’t feeling your reaction.

“That man has made you the happiest I’ve ever seen. It’s been THREE YEARS, you can’t just ditch out on him for something you don’t even talk about anymore. Every night it’s, ‘why did he hurt me?!’ ‘I thought he loved me.’ ‘He was supposed to be the one, we talked about marriage and kids’, and you just want to throw that away over a mistake. If I recall you agreed to a sex tape, and of course you didn’t want it out there, but it is and the best thing you could is hear him out.”

You sat down, absorbing everything Taylor just said and she was right.

Roman made a mistake, a really, stupid mistake. But, you knew his heart and knew he didn’t mean what he did. You weren’t the only suffering in this situation. His kids were suffering, his family, his business, and he himself was suffering.

“You know what you need to do Xe.”

“I do.”

“You guys still have that baecation booked and I’m pretty sure you can’t cancel.”

Your eyes jumped out of its socket in realization. You and Roman planned a little trip to Bora Bora to spend more time together.

And now… you had to come face to face with him.

Roman’s POV

I’ve called and called and called, but to no avail. Even though the clips that circulated are no longer visible, nothing can ever be erased from the internet.

My ex-wife’s barking finally stopped. My kids last four kids are pretty young, and don’t understand. My oldest daughter definitely knew what was going on. Luckily, she didn’t disown me as her father, but she definitely was disappointed. I didn’t teach her to do that, so I shouldn’t have done that.

But, the only thing on my mind was Xena.

Her smile, her eyes, her hair, her stunning body, the way she laughed, the way she hugged me, the way she kissed me, the way she looked at me , and just the overall way she loved me.

I never felt so loved by someone in my life.

I stared at the diamond ring resting on my bedside table. I came up with the idea to plan a getaway to Bora Bora, which Xena thought was just to spend more time together. But, in reality it was plan to propose.

I’ve been with this… well I guess was in a relationship with this woman for three years. My parents loved her, my kids, and even my ex-wife had a relationship with her. Lying in bed alone at night was something I haven’t felt in a long time.

The tears began to well just at the mere thought of her gorgeous smile and beautiful chemistry between us. I began to sob, missing her badly.

The trip still fluttering in my mind, as we had to leave tonight and I was afraid I’d be leaving by myself. As my tears began to dry, I heard my phone ding. Strengthening my self back up, I pick up my phone and my mouth dropped.

“La’u Tausala 🤩😈.”

iMessage

I quickly open up my phone wondering what she had to say after ignoring me for so long.

“Don’t forget about the trip, you’re supposed to pick me up at 6 tonight.”

My heart couldn’t stop beating. I could tell she wasn’t really mad at me, cause she’d totally would block me.

“Of course, I’ll be there at 6. Also, I’m really sorry angel. It was never my intent to release that tape, it was private and I invaded your privacy. I hope you could have it in your heart to understand how remorseful I am. I love you baby with every fiber in my being, and I can’t see myself without you. I’ll see you tonight ❤️.”

Seen

Xena’s POV

It was 5:54 and I was currently wrestling my luggage, trying to get it to close.

It was a trip to Bora Bora, so of course I wasn’t bailing. But, I really didn’t want to see Roman right now. Yet, Taylor was right, I missed him badly and I was totally over the comments and headlines.

The hurt in my heart still yearned and longed. Then, the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs and looked out the window. Roman’s black Escalade stood tall in my driveway. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

There he was…

Tall, dark, and handsome.

His tan and lean body clad in an all black sweatsuit, all black Jordan’s enclosing his feet.

His hair kept well in a tight ponytail. Not a strand out of place.

“Hey.”

You draw from your thoughts and spoke up.

“Hey, umm I’m still trying to get my suitcase to close so I’ll out in a second.”

“I can help out if you want.”

I contemplated whether or not I should let him in, but I just couldn’t.

“No, I-I got it. Just wait in the car for me please.” He smiled lightly and headed back to the car. I close the door and held my back against it.

“I don’t even know what’s gonna happen on this trip and honestly I don’t wanna know.”

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What’s gonna happen on the baecation?! Find out next week on the final part to “Press Play”

THE END.

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[devondeal]

I see so many fandoms use the name Hope as the name for their fanfic OC kid of two characters but it's forever ruined for me cuz of Xena: The Warrior Princess with Gabrielle's daughter 🤣

[pvssychicken]

Tragedy Ever After

Tw: No happy ending, suicide, death, dismemberment, blunt force trauma, gunshots, blood, pet names, kissing,

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What if no love stories were allowed to have a happy ending?

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My mom has fallen in love five times. I don't know my father, he was my mothers first love. He got eaten by a tiger on a hiking trail when she was 7 months pregnant with me. Her second and third love jumped off of a building. Her fourth love left her for a better woman. She is currently on her 5th, his name is Dave, he’s alright, not as good as Gary, her third love, he was pretty cool. 

I’ve been in love once, It was with a girl, she was shot by her homophobic father when he found out about us. She was really pretty, but I don’t miss her anymore. That’s the one thing about Sinif Sulam, you learn how to fall out of love pretty quickly, because love never lasts. It used to be the United States of America, until they let a guy named Dlanod Pmurt into office, the economy crashed and the whole country fell apart. Currently, the president is Vladald Veenstra. I heard that you used to be able to be in love forever in the United States, but I don't think that's possible because love never lasts forever. Nothing lasts forever, that's just a fact of life. 

“Xena! Could you go help Dave bring in the groceries from the car?” My mother shouts to me from the kitchen. I genuinely don't know why she couldn't have done it herself but I know better than to talk back to her. I had to learn that the hard way when I was six. 

I went outside to help Dave, except he  was nowhere to be found. Until I looked down, as dead as The Royal Family, with two  gunshot wounds in the chest and neck. I was frozen in fear, I was about to scream when I heard a voice from around the corner.

“Mhm, yes Mr. President, target is down, the love story is over”

I whipped my head around to see a soldier standing there, speaking into his gun. It must’ve been the new model. 

Woah woah woah, Mr. President? The only person who’s allowed to be called that is….. no no no no it can’t be. Veenstra is the reason that love doesn’t last?? No no no, but it does make sense…..I have to tell my mom what happened, and tell her what I found.

“MOM, DAVES DEAD!!” I screamed as I ran back inside “A SOLDIER SHOT HIM AND PRESIDENT VEENSTRA TOLD HIM TO DO IT! THAT'S WHY LOVE DOESN'T LAST! THE PRESIDENT RUINS IT ALL!” 

“Xena! What are you rambling about?” My mom scolded when she came into the room. “I know Dave’s dead, I watched him die. I already cried about it, I’m not sad anymore. And what is this nonsense about the President ruining love? You need to stop making things up Xena, if you keep talking like this you’re going to get yourself killed!” 

“Mom, I know what I saw. I saw the soldier talking to Veenstra and he told him "the target is down, the love story is over.” 

My mom had had enough, “Xena, stop with this nonsense, your imagination is too wild, go to your room and do your homework or something.”  I rolled my eyes and ran outside, someone had to believe me right? Someone had to help me stop the monster running this nation. 

I ran to the park, running around, trying to tell people what I discovered. Nobody seemed to believe me. 

“What are you on kid?”

”Leave me alone with all that propaganda little girl”

”Uh huh…. I totally understand you girlie, why don’t you come home with me and tell me more”

”Erm, no thank you sir…”

I started to leave the park, looking at the ground, feeling discouraged, when I bumped into somebody.

”Oh my god I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” I looked up and that’s when I saw her, the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. Those long, luscious, golden locks, the emerald green beauties that probably light up every room she walks in. 

“Oh, h-hey, y-yeah I’m fine” I stuttered, trying to hide the blush that was forming on my face. 

“I heard what you were telling everyone about, what’s up with that?”

I explained what had happened earlier that day. Actually, I ended up telling her everything about my day including things that she didn’t need to know, like what time I woke up, and what I had for breakfast. 

“So you're telling me that the PRESIDENT of Sinif Sulam is ruining love? That doesn’t make any sense.” All of the sudden, her eyes widened, “But… wait…. That would explain why my mom has been married ten times…..” 

I nodded my head, happy that she understood. “I want to take him down, I want to kill the man. I need to kill the man who killed love.”

”I‘ll go with you. I’m Kacey Twine by the way, what’s your name?” 

“Wh-what? Oh, uhm I’m Xena, Xena Annush. Are you sure? I- I don’t want you to get hurt” I really didn’t, I had just met her, but I already really cared about her. 

“I’m willing to take that risk, Xena.” She said with a serious face, “when I fall in love, I want that love to last forever, I don’t need some old hag to ruin it”

I think I fell in love with her right then and there, I had never before seen such powerful words be spoken by such a beautiful person. The way her emerald green eyes lit up with excitement at the thought of an adventure, the way they narrowed, but still gleamed with passion when she was talking about the president. 

“Wait, doesn’t the president live on the other side of the country? How the hell are we supposed to get there?” My eyes went wide as I spoke the realization aloud.

“My parents are loaded” she shrugged, “They have the TePorter 1000, I can sneak you in and we can just teleport there” 

Or we could just sleep….. in your bed…. Wait Xena! Stop! There will be time for that after, let's focus on killing Veenstra first.

We made it to her house and she made sure her parents were asleep before letting me in. I saw the device the second I stepped into her living room, I had never seen one before. It looked like something from another planet. There was a green glow that filled the room as Kacey turned it on, typing in where we needed to go. 

“Well, let's go,” she said, reaching her hand out for me to grab. A red tint formed on my face as I shakily grabbed it, stepping into the machine with her. 

Next thing I knew, I felt like my organs were being rearranged. I squeezed my eyes shut, and when I opened my eyes, we were standing in front of the president's office. Kacey put her finger to her lips as she grabbed the handle. Surprisingly, the door was unlocked. Our eyes widened and we silently stepped in. His office chair was turned towards the window, so we figured he was sleeping since it was pitch black out. 

“Well hello you little birdies, I thought I might be expecting you” The chair slowly turned around, showing Veenstra's hideous grin. He secretly pressed a button, calling the guards, to capture them. 

“You asshole,” I yelled, trying to run towards him and attack, But Kacey held me back, whispering in my ear to calm me down. 

“Shh calm down pretty girl, you’re going to make things worse“ I looked up at her, and my body worked before my mind as I pressed my lips to hers. But the kiss didn’t last long, because before we knew it, the president's security guards tore us apart, leading us in opposite directions. We kick and scream before masks are put over our faces, knocking us out. 

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I woke up to her screams, it sounded like she was being tortured. 

I looked for a way out, until I saw the guards….. Making out?  I eyed one of the chairs, this will do just fine, I thought to myself. Mentally planning how I was going to get out. I didn't want to do it, but I knew that I had to.  I wanted to watch this secret gay romance trop play out, but this wasn't a wattpad story, and I knew that I needed to make it out alive. 

I slowly raised that chair, and shut my eyes, before bringing it down on their heads, killing them and ending their love story. At least they died in each other's arms.

I stepped over their bloody heads, and quickly ran out of my cell, sprinting towards Kacey's cell. Her screams had stopped a few minutes prior, I figured that she had gotten tired or lost her voice or something. But I came to a stop when I got to Kacey's cell.

“No..” Xena cried out, “No no NO NONONNNNOONONONO” The room was covered in blood, and Kacey's body parts were strewn around the room. I started to sob when I saw her head, off of her body, I wanted to scream, I wanted to curl up into a ball and die right there, but there would be time for that later. If I was going to die, I should at least finish what I came here to do. 

I marched right down to Veenstra's office, kicking the door open, grabbing the closest weapon i could reach, which conveniently happened to be the Presidents very own shotgun (the best model obviously)

“Well well, you escaped my plan you little bitch…. But it's all fine, your love story is already over.” He smirked a disgusting smirk. I raised the gun, shooting him in the head, making him fall through the window. I didn't even hesitate before following him, ending all love stories that never started for me. 

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Due to President Veenstra's death, the economy of Sinif Sulam crashed, except this time, nobody was willing to step up to save it, so the entire country collapsed. Including all of their love stories. 

Because Sinif Sulam was one of the major powers of the world, when it collapsed, it greatly affected all of the other countries, causing them to eventually collapse, leading to the end of the world, and the end of all love stories.

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A/N: holy shit... that ending was so fucking rushed, but i managed to get it turned it before the deadline!!! The goal was to write a two page specualtive fiction....... this was four......... anyways i hope yall liked it!!!

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[deepdive002]

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[jackoshadows]

A few of the leaders and fighters that the Stark kids admired....

"Daeren Targaryen was only fourteen when he conquered Dorne," Jon said. The Young Dragon was one of his heroes. - Jon, AGoT They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. "I'm Prince Aemon the Dragonknight," Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, "Well, I'm Florian the Fool." Or Robb would say, "I'm the Young Dragon," and Jon would reply, "I'm Ser Ryam Redwyne." - Jon, ASoS When the Young Dragon conquered Dorne, he used a goat track to bypass the Dornish watchtowers on the Boneway." When Jon had been a boy at Winterfell, his hero had been the Young Dragon, the boy king who had conquered Dorne at the age of fourteen. Despite his bastard birth, or perhaps because of it, Jon Snow had dreamed of leading men to glory just as King Daeron had, of growing up to be a conqueror. - Jon, ADwD

Bran was going to be a knight himself someday, one of the Kingsguard. Old Nan said they were the finest swords in all the realm. Their names were like music to him. Serwyn of the Mirror Shield. Ser Ryam Redwyne. Prince Aemon the Dragonknight. - Bran, AGoT "I just forget," Bran complained. "I'm only nine. I'll be better when I'm older. Even Florian the Fool and Prince Aemon the Dragonknight weren't great knights when they were nine." - Bran, ASoS

Q: In particular, given that Nymeria was a warrior-queen, is there a certain amazon tradition? A: “The Rhoynar did impact Dorne in a number of ways, some of which will be revealed in later books. Women definitely have more rights in Dorne, but I would not call it an “Amazon” tradition, necessarily. Nymeria had more in common with someone like Daenerys or Joan d'Arc than with Brienne or Xena the Warrior Princess.” - GRRM

Arya named hers (Direwolf) after some old witch queen in the songs - Bran, AGoT

[cecilebutcher]

〈⛯ℂ𝕪𝕣𝕦𝕤 𝕆𝕝𝕪𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕒⛯〉

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“You are the dancing queen

Young and sweet only 17”

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C.w: cheating. Depression.

Cyrus is part of my twst x Greek mythology oc series. Go check it out!

⊱Bᴀsɪᴄs⊰

Name: Cyrus Olympia

Age:17

Date of birth: June 19

Zodiac sign: Gemini

Hight: 177cm

Dorm: Rosantée (a beautiful dorm made by @midnightmah07 & @viilpstick)

Class: 2B

Place of birth:

Father: Aegaeon Olympia (48)

Mother: Dimitra Titan (42)

Step mother: Eileen Olympia (50)

Brother: Lex Olympia (19)

Brother: Seraphim Olympia(19)

Sister: Daria Olympia (18)

Twin Sister: Cinda Olympia (17)

Brother: Nestor Olympia (16)

Sibling: Aison Olympia (16)

Sister: Xena Olympia (6)

Dominant hand: right

Based off: Apollo(Greek mythology)

Sexuality: Bisexual, poly.

⊱Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ⊰

Cyrus is a 177cm guy with tanned skin and freckles scattered all over his body, most noticeable are the ones on his face and shoulders, alongside a Beaty mark next to his mouth. He has blond wavy hair that reaches a bit under his shoulders that has grey strands scattered all around. He has a lean frame and baby soft skin, but is surprisingly strong.

⊱Vᴏɪᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ⊰

D4vd (singer)

⊱Cʟᴜʙ⊰

Music club.

⊱Bᴇsᴛ Sᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ⊰

Poison making. Music.

⊱Hᴏʙʙ��⊰

Any and all things that relate to music. Archery. Camping. Travel. Dancing. Painting. Drawing. Artsy stuff. Poetry. Gardening.

⊱Bᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ⊰

Cyrus was born to a single mom along side his twin sister Cinda. Their mother, Dimitra, had slept with their father without knowing that he was married with children. After they were born all theee of them- him his sister and mom -moved in with their father and his family. Surprisingly, things went smoothly and they even got three more siblings.

Cyrus grew up loving music art and anything that’s artsy and creative. From a young age his parents would buy him instruments of all kinds for him to try, and he would excel in each and every single one they gave him. When he turned 14 he started to upload music he wrote on wetube for the world to see, and he quickly blew up. In only a year he had a large fan base. Now at 17, Cyrus is the biggest indie artists out there.

ᵉʳʳᵒʳ ᵉⁿᵗʳʸ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ ˡᵒᵘᵃᵈ....

⊱Sᴘᴇᴀᴄɪᴀʟ Mᴀɢɪᴄ⊰

-:Helios’ light:-

The ability to create instruments out of thin air that act like light. He can create up to 30 instruments at a time. The instrument he creates can play on their own or he can play them, and he can create a melody that changes a person mood. For example he can create a calming melody, or a sad melody, or an angry melody. No matter what type of music it is, the melody is always what he wants.

⊱Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs Oɴ Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs⊰

𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎: Rosehearts? I think I know him? Though in all honesty I pay no attention to that school.

𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚢: I don’t know. But why is his name just…. Three?

𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊: ah prince Kingscholar. In the wise words of my beloved twin sister Cinda, what a fucking bitch.

𝚁𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚎: He’s like, Leona’s henchman, right? Poor guy.

𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖: Ah Kalim is so cute! I met him when we were kids and he’s always been so shy and adorable~

𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕: He’s too serious in my opinion. And way too overpriced. But I suppose he has his reasons. 

𝙰𝚣𝚞𝚕: who?

𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚎: oh I have some of those! Jade gems are just so pretty you know?

𝚅𝚒𝚕: Vil! Oh I’ve worked with him before and he is so cool!! Words cannot describe Vil Shoenheit. Truly they cannot.

𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚔: Rook Hunt! Ah, such a fun guy. Me my sister and mom go hunting with his family a lot, so much fun. He’s crazy, but definitely fun.

𝙸𝚍𝚒𝚊: my beloved Cousin Idia shroud. Seeing him, I just want to put him under one of those lamps they place plants under so they get light.

𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚞𝚜: the oh so great Mallues Draconia. I have no opinion on him. Though he is pretty hot.

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊: idk who that is in all honestly. Next.

𝙽𝚒𝚎𝚐𝚎: I’ve worked with Neige a few times. He’s nice. And has a nice singing voice. I don’t have much of an opinion on him.

⊱Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ⊰

Positive traits: kind, nice, generous, clever, intelligent, creative, responsible, reliable, brave, confident, independent, loyal, dedicated, cheerful, supportive, helpful, ambitious, caring, loving, easy going, open minded, patient, empathetic, witty, self confident, talented, gifted, truthful, passionate, friendly, sociable, charismatic, charming, warm.

Negative traits:fearful, anxious, argumentative, possessive, jealous, envious, naive, spoilt, unstable, uncontrollable, wild, pushy, petty, emotional, cunning, passive, chaotic, egotistical, prideful.

Neutral traits: energetic, positive, honest, lighthearted, sarcastic, competitive, sentimental, private, soft, talkative, flirtatious, dreamy.

⊱Fᴜɴ Fᴀᴄᴛs⊰

Worked with Vil before and is friends with him.

RSA golden boy.

1000% mamas boy.

Super fucking fun.

Like he doesn’t get angry.

He gets upset and is pretty dramatic but doesn’t get angry.

But if you manage to get him angry.

The only thing you can do is pray.

Super fucking emotional.

Their dad’s favorite son. Not kid, that’s Daria.

Hopeless romantic no1.

Has a new crush every other week.

Spoke 10 lies his whole life.

Bitch. Just. Straight up bitch.

Closest to Nestor and Cinda.

Most famous and biggest indie singer ever.

60% of his songs are love songs

30% are about him mom and sister.

10% about whatever he feels like.

Designated doctor.

Because he is a doctor

Don’t ask how he can be a doctor a singer and a student at the same time.

He’s built different.

Surprisingly strong.

Has a tattoo off a sun flower over a sun on his back.

Top of his class.

Flirt.

Went through a one year long depression where his life was in danger.

Is better now, but still takes anti depressants.

Cried when Cinda said she wouldn’t attend nrc with him.

In her own words “too much guys. No thanks”

Has three swans.

No one likes them except for him.

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[david-goldrock]

And all this time I was alone All this time Every day again

All this time I was alone All this time I was alone

Say, do you remember the guys? remember the apartment, remember the laughs? You notified me you are in love with me after barely two and a half days

In secret we cried, outside we laughed to the skies(phrase: in rooms of rooms) You said there's a blessing in me, and you kissed my hands

You said, there are no friends in this world, Wallaq man is a wolf to man How you entered me to your world, how you loved me to pain

Much more than all these Sharlu?ot, which you were with before me (untranslateable curse, in the plural. Singular: Sharlu?a) Remember? Jaffa D left?, a sea of tears in both my eyes?

I don't know what, I don't know why

But all this time I have been alone All this time Every day again

All this time I was alone All this time I was alone

Remember sittings on the grass in Sirkin, a bag of flour in the rain to the car Overjoyed from all that we had, always denying everything that was not good

I was Xena the warrior princess, you were Offendy Avi (A phrase meaning "a person who gets offended easily") I used to hear Nina Simon sing "you don't know what love is"

When I tried to change for you, and to be the woman of your dreams When you wanted Class I was Beyoncé, wanted neighborhood I was a frecha (from arabic: happiness. a name of a mizrahi woman. a semi-racist (because even though its origins, it's used regardless of ?eda) slur describing uncivilized woman)

When we dreamed of flying across the world, if we only had survived crisis When you told me how your mother passed from a hospital to a hospital to a hospital

I don't know what, I don't know why

But all this time I have been alone All this time Every day again

All this time I was alone All this time I was alone

Say, remember the good? Remember hugs, remember kisses? Because yes there were moments, rare minutes of heartbeats and passions

Say now for real, do you remember the meltdowns, do you remember the fights? (an arabic word: Dugri) (Kriza: referring to an addict's meltdown from withdrawal from a drug) Do you remember how we walked on the street angry, looking in envy on loving couples?

Remember the good words, how you hoped to hear a “Thank You”? Remember me crying quietly in the hiding of a room's corner and nobody knew?

They talk with you about me, all your family and all your friends I know you loved me, you loved like you never lived like in your life

But life is stronger than us and you let the bridge fall down You talked like an angry and fucked up kid when you were largely jealous and insecure No father and mother, no desire for anything, only ganja and tabak And I am getting a puff every evening as if my life is fine

I searched for the way to cut from you without looking as the hurter Remember panic attacks and white nights when I thought I am becoming insane?

I loved you in every given moment, Even when you did stuff only to get me mad I healed your broken heart and you in return disappeared.

I don't know what, I don't know why

But all this time I have been alone All this time Every day again

All this time I was alone All this time I was alone

[queeniecook]

I Found What I Was Looking For - Part 1

My name is Evie Jean Grant-Uha. I am an Internet Superstar and an Global Superstar. I made it to the top after starting out with nothing.

I have slowed down on my work in my older age, but still devote some time to it. I’ve earned my rest.

It is rare that I go out in public and not get recognized by my fans. I’m used to it. I love using my status for charity work. That makes it all worth it. I love helping others.

The most important titles, the ones that mean the most to me – are Wife and Mother.

I am a mother who had to tell her little girl that her favorite kitty had passed away.

Vera was very sad, heartbroken. Salem had been her buddy since she was born pretty much. It broke my heart to see her so sad. But I understood. I was heartbroken too.

I sat down on the edge of her bed and rubbed her back while she cried. Eventually her sobs stopped, turning into sniffles. She moved to get up, so I gave her room.

To my surprise, Sabrina came up to Vera. Sabrina was trying to comfort her, that’s the only way I could take it. It was sweet to see. I think it meant a lot to Vera.

“I know it hurts, Sweetie. I won’t lie to you, it’ll hurt for a while. We can take comfort in the fact that we gave Salem a happy and long life. He was loved. He knew it.” I told my daughter, hugging her.

“And we have his kids too. It’s kind of like still having him.” Vera said, calming down more.

“Yeah…it kind of is.” I agreed, pulling back and checking her face for tears. They had dried.

I left Vera with Sabrina, who was actually letting Vera hold her. I was quite surprised by Sabrina’s actions but maybe, she needed the comfort too.

Vera was right. We do have Xena and Ares. Though they couldn’t replace Salem, I could see him in them both.

The kids have started doing their homework together. Vera has finally accepted the fact that she has a little brother. I’m relieved they are getting along.

Apollo brought home a school project. Pak and I helped him with it. Vera gave her approval after it was done. It was great spending that time with our son. I want to be involved in our kids lives as much as I can. I know Pak feels the same way.

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