#all that is shown to me; paras

[the-lil-exorcist]

A Familiar Feeling; Eleanor & Lil

PARTIES:@the-lil-exorcist and @bookofbolden TIMING: Current WHERE:  Deersprings SUMMARY:  After dealing with a demon, Lil goes back to ghost nonsense. Eleanor, gets to learn about ghosts! WARNINGS: None!

Eleanor had a lot on her mind so she decided to cut her work day short and go for a walk that would hopefully clear up her thoughts so that she could focus on the tasks at hand. On her way out of the door she grabbed her bag and a journal just in case inspiration hit then set out into the evening air, taking in a deep breath and instantly relaxing as she did so. She enjoyed living in Deersprings, she figured it was the right place for her to be in town, and she’d become friendly with the older woman who lived a little ways down the street from the apartments. Sometimes she would be invited for a cup of coffee which she thankfully accepted every time.

But that day Eleanor made up her mind that if her friend were to offer she would decline - the thoughts that swirled through her mind at a hundred miles per hour demanded her full attention and more caffeine wouldn't have benefited her. Big things were coming her way and, unfortunately, big changes as well. Her book would soon be published, that was something for her to be excited about, but the thought of Lily not being there to witness it and cheer her on was heartbreaking. But still she had to push on and be happy because her friends and family would be happy for her. She couldn’t allow herself to bring down everyone's mood, she’d done that too much already.

Eleanor frowned down at the sidewalk as she walked and tried to piece together what her celebratory afternoon would look like by herself on the day the book was published. She would have to get herself a nice fancy meal since she was hopeless in the kitchen and maybe she could invite a friend or two over to share the occasion with. She was in the middle of putting together a guest list for her impromptu party when she picked up on someone’s emotions; the reading caused the empath to look up and she smiled at the person as she approached. What was she so focused on? Eleanor’s curiosity once again got the better of her and she decided to stop for a chat.

“Hello. This is… lovely weather we’re having, isn’t it?” The weather? She honestly couldn't think of anything better to talk about than the weather?

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Lil had just wanted a quiet day, her neck was still wrapped up and while no one said anything really about it she was getting a little tired of the worried glances. So when a ghost started pantomiming that she needed to follow him - she’d taken the distraction even if she couldn’t tell what he was saying. 

How she ended up in deersprings, was anyone’s guest but the young man kept gesturing for her to follow him excitedly and she was getting more and more exasperated with a wild goose chase even if she tried to temper it. Startled when she realized someone had seen her Lil looked and said, “Oh hi. Yeah, pretty good weather.” 

The ghost gestured over the other’s head to a tree he wanted Lil to - climb? Immediately annoyed she huffed,  “No pal I’m not gonna do tha-” she trailed off when she remembered there was a person very much not seeing the man whining behind them.

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Eleanor’s confusion was pointed more at the other’s strange words than the fact that her neck was wrapped. She looked over her shoulder to see if perhaps they had been speaking to someone else behind her but she didn’t find anyone. Turning back, she tilted her head and frowned again. “What was that?” Or maybe it was better to not bring any attention to whatever had been said, she said strange things all the time and she was always happy whenever the other person ignored it and continued on with the conversation.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything too important, you seem… busy.” Eleanor bit her lip as she continued to pick up readings on the other. It felt as though she were in the middle of an unpleasant conversation but with who? “I just needed some fresh air, I’ve been working all day and I haven’t given myself a chance to catch my breath yet. I’m an author.” She added excitedly, always happy to speak about her occupation.

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“Oh sorry there was a kid who ran quickly,” Lil said lying quickly. “Little rascal was looking at that tree -a tree that I don’t think anyone would want to climb. Must be someone’s kid in the neighborhood.” The ghost seemed to be a little off put that she’d called him a child - but she was a little annoyed that he kept gesturing up into the branches of a tree she absolutely didn’t want to climb. 

Honestly, ghosts sometimes forget that gravity hurts normal people. Mostly they forgot what the living had to deal with most of the time. It would be sad if Lil wasn’t always constantly climbing things she shouldn’t. 

She already sounded insane and she wasn’t quite sure that she was a good enough liar for it to pass the sniff test - but she was willing to try it anyway. “Oh no you’re totally fine. I was just taking a walk. Oh really? What do you write?” 

Lil’s focus went back to the other honestly impressed with someone who was a writer. The ghost seemed intrigued too, coming closer to the other as Lil’s eyes flickered to him warning. While she doubted he would do anything body jumping she really didn’t want to spook the other. 

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Once again Eleanor looked over her shoulder but didn’t see the child; her eyes landed on the tree that was mentioned and she nodded. “I suppose you’re right, I wouldn’t want to climb it either. I was never one of those kids who enjoyed climbing trees, it always just seemed too dangerous to me.” She stopped herself before she could continue rambling about something as unimportant as climbing trees. “What did the kid look like? I’ll have to keep a lookout for them in case they get themself into some trouble.”

Something was off and Eleanor didn’t believe that she should have been the reason for the waves of annoyance that rolled off of the other. Still, she seemed interested in what she had to say so she responded. “I mainly write romance but I just finished a horror novel. I’m sure I’ll be going back to what I’m most comfortable with, I just wanted to branch out and try something new. It took a lot of time and research but I think the finished product is amazing. I’m also biased so I don’t know if you should take my word for it. Maybe you’ll find that my other works are interesting, too. Just look for anything by Eleanor Bolden in the bookstore.” After the last mishap she still wasn’t sure if she was allowed to give her name out to strangers but it was out before she could stop herself.

“You mentioned you were out on a walk as well - just clearing your mind?” She wanted to get to the bottom of the strange emotions she felt without prying too much into their business. “Deersprings is the perfect place to do that, usually no one bothers you. Except today I guess since you’ve been interrupted by both me and a child.” That I didn’t see, she wanted to add but kept to herself.

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Lil felt vindicated as she saw the young man pout behind Eleanor. He seemed a little annoyed but more so interested in what the two were talking about slowly creeping behind the author. “Brown hair, and looked like he was coddled too much as a kid.” She said getting a sharp look from the ghost. She almost laughed but kept it inside. 

“That’s a genre jump but I’m sure that would be fun to do every once and awhile. A pallet cleanser right -” Lil said as she saw the ghost reach over to touch the woman and Lil glared at the hand for a second. “Oh - uh what’s the horror one about? I try to read romance but I can’t say it's what I usually read. Not really a romantic.” 

Mostly Lil never could get into the idea of being in a relationship that didn’t end up in tragedy or comedy. Although that seemed a little bit sad to tell a stranger about. Besides, most of her exes were at least an interesting story. 

“Lil - I’m Lil Ballard. I work at the Bread Cemetery,” Lil said her eyes focusing back to Eleanor trying to hope the ghost wouldn’t start something. It created a light anxiety in her - it was usually the reason that people ended up thinking that she was odd and while it didn’t bother her as much as it once did she was a little emotionally frayed as of late. 

“Something like that -and you didn’t bother me at all Eleanor. The kid also won’t bother me because if he did he’d be in a lot of trouble,” Lil said, warning the ghost who now put his hand over Eleanor’s shoulder trying to cause a shiver to go through her. 

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“That was a very specific description, I’ll have to keep an eye out.” Eleanor laughed but not in a mean way. She found the stranger to be amusing if not a little odd, but that didn’t matter to her because lots of people in the past had called her odd and she tried her best not to let it get to her so much.

Eleanor nodded with a smile. “You’re exactly right. I wanted to get another book out but I didn’t want it to be romance, not yet. I wasn’t exactly in the headspace for that kind of writing if we’re being completely honest.” She couldn’t have written a romance novel if she’d truly tried. Her heart simply wouldn’t have been in it and it would have brought up too many emotions, too many terrible emotions, that centered around the only person she would be able to think about during the entire process. “Every few years a monster emerges to feed on the fear and hopelessness of the people in town but the locals have basically figured out ways to keep themselves from falling victim. But of course there’s a group of friends who decide to travel through the area and they get stranded there without warning. I don’t want to give too much of it away, but once it comes out I’ll go more in depth with you if you’d like.” Because she honestly did not mind talking about her books, or any books for that matter, with anyone at any time.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lil. Lovely name. I don’t think I’ve ever been inside of the Bread Cemetery but I’ll have to check it out now that I know someone who works there.” A bit of anxiety washed over her and Eleanor reached up to place her hand over her heart. Was that her or Lil? It had to have been Lil, she had no anxiety whatsoever about their conversation. Lil must have really been having a tough time. She started to ask if everything was alright but a sudden chill ran through her like nothing she’d ever felt before. She stepped to the side and looked all around herself to find what could have caused it. Looking back to Lil the empath attempted a smile but failed. “Sorry, I thought… I thought I felt something.” Was she finally losing her mind? It had been a long time coming: first she hadn’t seen the child then she felt a random chill. That couldn’t have been normal.

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Lil hid a chuckle at the other’s amusement and for a moment she was enraptured at the idea of the book. It sounded like something that Lil would want to read. While she usually read older tests - mostly to learn languages - when she was just learning she loved epic adventures and journeys. Usually what got her interested in a language was the stories she really could understand in the original language. 

“Wow that sounds like an excellent book,” Lil said with a nod. “I’ll have to pick it up when it’s out. Kind of sounds like one of those old stories you know. Like myths where the heroes have to figure out what is happening.” She probably didn’t sound particularly educated as she spoke - she wasn’t really but she loved thinking about stuff like this. “What’s the name of it? If you’ve got one now.”

Lil nodded looking at the ghost who was now peering over her shoulder curious that she was shivering. Like he didn’t know he could do that. “You should. I work in the front and my brother -Jonas is the head baker. He loves Romances, so I’m sure he’d love to talk to you about those. Oh it gets chilly around here a lot.” Lil said lying hoping the ghost would stop. “I know it’ll stop in a second, or we’re going to have to talk about it.”

The ghost looked at her for the second bit and shrinked back a little, seemingly concerned what Lil would do. There was a twinge of guilt at his fear, but she kept steady looking back at Eleanor. “You uh - feel better now?” 

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“Th-” Eleanor stopped herself before she could get it out. She was learning and was proud of herself for being so cautious. “That’s very kind. Have you ever seen Jeepers Creepers? It was kind of loosely based off of that with the monster reemerging every twenty or so years to feed. To be honest, that movie scared me to death when I was little, I was surprised that I was able to get through the book.” One of her earlier foster parents had allowed her to watch the movie with their older daughter and had simply laughed it off when Eleanor had become so scared that she refused to sleep with the lights off for nearly a month. “It’s called Those Who Lurk. It should be out late September, early October. Just in time for Halloween!”

Eleanor stood on her tiptoes as her own excitement flowed through her. “Really? I’ll have to make it a point to speak with him then, I’m always looking for more people I can talk to about books. Maybe I should start a book club but I always thought that maybe that was too much. Maybe people would judge me for not having a life outside of books.” She giggled at herself and shrugged.

“Does it?” Eleanor had lived in the area for nearly a year and had never experienced such a chill before. But then again she had just recently started to venture out more, perhaps it was something that happened often but she just hadn’t ever noticed it because she’d always been inside of her apartment when it happened. She nodded, “I feel… fine. How about you? You still seem a little distracted. Is that kid back?” She smiled at Lil as she spoke. “Really, if some strange occurrence is happening around me you can tell me, it probably wouldn't be the weirdest thing I’ve heard this week.” She was joking of course and hoped that the other would be able to pick up on that.

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“Oh yeah, I think I did catch that one,” Lil said, connecting with the movie. While Jonas tended to watch lighter movies, Lil was no doubt more interested in horror - to an extent at least. There was some comfort in it, she couldn’t rightly understand. Maybe it was as simple as she could stop watching or reading it and it would go away. In anycase the exorcist didn’t really like examining it. “I’ll have to keep on the lookout for it. Maybe grab one of your other ones for my brother,” Lil said with a nod. She liked getting Jonas gifts, especially now that they were a little more financially stable and not relying on their dad to send money. 

Lil chuckled and nodded, “He’d probably love that. He loves talking to people.” She loved sending people that seemed nice along to befriend Jonas, it usually was a second habit. After all, Lil wasn’t a great friend but she was a pretty good judge of character. That and her brother deserved more kindness in his life. Her eyes found the ghost again who seemed intrigued by the fact she had a twin. 

“For me at least. I’m almost always cold around here,” Lil corrected, which was true enough. Ghosts tended to leave people a little colder and her being around them constantly made her a little more sensitive to chills then the average. At the other’s word Lil hesitated but decided that the truth was probably a lot less weird then what she would continue to do. “Ah well I guess we can test that theory if you’d like. The kid is not - well he’s probably more like a teen I think and a ghost,” Lil said honestly. “I’m guessing you probably can’t see him then. He’s trying to get my attention.”

Lil waited for the other to call her a liar or maybe get frightened. While the exorcist was pretty open about what she did - sometimes she hated this part of her existence. She didn’t like being called a liar, or the fear that came with it. It had gotten rarer these days - mostly because Wicked’s rest was filled with people that just believed things - but a lifetime being called a fraud did weigh down her shoulders at times.  

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Eleanor excitedly clapped her hands together. “I can definitely get a copy to you for free, of whichever one you think he’d like the most.” She was always excited to get new readers and if she could get someone hooked with one of her books then they would likely pick up anything else she might have come out with in the future. “If he likes it then please let him know that I’ll be going back to romance shortly, I just wanted to venture out of my comfort zone this one time.”

Whether or not the weather truly was vastly different for Lil, Eleanor couldn’t have known, but she just nodded with a kind smile and accepted the excuse. “Last year during the fall I was surprised with how chilly it got so I always carried a light sweater with me whenever I needed to go out.”

Eleanor’s smile fell a little bit. Normally she wouldn’t have believed the ghost story for even a second but things had happened in the past few months that left her wondering what all was really out there, especially in this town. It seemed that every week she learned that some new book character was actually real and existed alongside her. Her mind swirled for a moment and she instinctively looked over her shoulder but of course didn’t see anyone. Not wanting to discredit Lil, she cleared her throat and decided to question a little further to determine whether or not the person she’d run into had lost their mind.

“A… ghost. What does he look like?” Eleanor was open to believing nearly anything but she did have a hard time with the thought that a ghost was near her and that someone else could see them. She wasn’t even sure she believed in ghosts in the first place. “And why is he hanging out around here? Why has he chosen to hang around me?”

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“Oh sure - uh that’s really kind. I appreciate it,” Lil said with a nod. She’d have to think on what Jonas would like, but it probably wouldn’t be that hard. “Oh I’m sure you’ll find a loyal reader. He loves supporting local businesses and artists.” 

Lil felt the light tension of someone not quite knowing if they should believe her. It wasn’t anything new. Still, she appreciated that Eleanor wanted to ask questions instead of just assuming something. At the question on what he looked like she took into consideration the ghost who seemed intrigued. “Little taller than you, short hair I would guess probably brown. Can’t be more than like 19? He looks like he’s from the 1980’s if I had to guess. He’s dressed like the one guy in the Breakfast Club.” 

She blinked at the fact Eleanor thought the man was following her. “Oh no - he’s not following you. Sorry if you got that impression. He’s trying to show me something in that tree back there - and Dude I’m not climbing the tree.” Lil got distracted as the ghost came closer to grab her hand frustrated that it kept going through. 

“Ah - Ghosts like to take me on goose chases. Honestly you don’t have anything to worry about. Mostly they don’t mess with other people.” Lil tried to sound assuring and not like she was a tv ghost show presenter. 

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Eleanor stiffened as Lil went into very specific details about the alleged ghost that had decided to crash their conversation. It was possible that everything she said was absolutely true but it was also a possibility that none of it was. The empath wasn’t sure what to believe and she hated to be in such an awkward spot. She gnawed on her lower lip for a long moment as she thought everything over. “You’re not joking, are you?” She nervously tugged on her bangs and shifted her weight from foot to foot. She was still skeptical but perhaps she wanted to believe.

“The tree… that’s why you were talking about the tree?” Eleanor hugged herself and let out a slow breath. Still questioning, she glanced up into the tree and raised a brow. “Well, now I’m officially curious. I don’t know if I can truly say that I believe in ghosts yet, but I’m curious. Are you able to… speak with them? As in, are you able to hear them and they hear you? How long have you been able to do this?” She stopped herself before she could bombard Lil with any more questions. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ask that many questions.”

She nodded and sighed in relief. “That’s good. I was starting to think that it was like the movies where the ghosts intentionally target people and harm them and things like that. I have to stop thinking that everything is like the movies.” Eleanor thought for a moment before she continued, “What are some of the places the… ghosts… have led you?

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Lil rubbed the back of her neck, “Uh no, can’t say it’s a joke.” Part of her wished it was or that this feeling of people being weary got easier. Still it was familiar, it didn’t make her nervous or scared - mostly just a little resigned that others might not like her much.

At the questions though she blinked not expecting all of them. “Oh no it’s fine, I can communicate with them. Ghosts can hear everyone as far as I know,” She didn’t add that she couldn’t hear them - a quirk that was just her own - but she figured it was enough for the author to know she could communicate with the ghosts. “Nah I get it. Most people have a lot of questions, I’ve always been able to communicate with ghosts. It’s something that people are born with, and while sometimes other people can like to see a ghost - it’s not super common. The ghost also just wants me to see something in the tree, that's why.” 

“Most ghosts aren’t interested in people unless it’s someone that they know and are trying to contact. They really are only interested in me because I can - you know - see them. You shouldn’t be scared of them. I don’t think most movies get it right. Like you and me most ghosts just wanna get where they're going and not bother anyone.” At the sillier question Lil laughed, “Sorry uh pretty much anywhere. One time it was a planet fitness because they wanted someone to get their gym bag - it's all over the place.” 

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Eleanor couldn’t think of anything to say. Part of her truly wanted to believe Lil because she knew that some things simply could not be explained with logic whenever it came to this town, like her own abilities that she struggled with, but ghosts were something else entirely. But then again could she really be that surprised? She knew of vampires and another species of undead, were ghosts really that hard to believe in?

“You were born with it? That must have been confusing.” Eleanor wanted to open up and say that she had been born with a special ability too but she didn’t think it was the time. Would Lil even believe her or would she think that the empath was just trying to keep up with the supernatural talents? “Does it make things difficult? I can’t imagine… I think that it would make my skin crawl a little bit.” She decided that she believed Lil not because there was overpowering evidence but because she didn’t seem to be out of her mind when she spoke. “Two of my siblings swore they saw a ghost in our grandmother’s house but none of us have ever believed them. Maybe they did, who knows?”

At Lil’s comforting words Eleanor let out a sigh of relief. At least she didn’t have to worry about any ghosts deciding to come after her. “That’s good. I can’t say that I’m truly that surprised though, the movies hardly ever get anything correct. Planet Fitness, huh? I would have never guessed that.” She tucked a bit of hair behind her ear and looked around. “Is it wrong or insensitive to say that I think it’s really cool that you’re able to communicate with ghosts?” She wanted to bring out her journal and make a note about it but contained herself - she would have all the time in the world to do so after the conversation. Besides, she couldn’t add someone who could communicate with ghosts into her novel, it was too late for that kind of revision but there was always next time. “Have you ever met anyone who’s able to do what you do?”

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“It can be but my family all can see ghosts so it wasn’t too bad,” Lil said remembering Erin who had been scared and nervous - who had thanked Lil profusely when she was able to say seeing ghosts wasn’t in her head. She remembered Winter who was determined and questioning - both of the others not really understanding what was happening. 

It was probably the only thing that Lil was grateful for, that seeing and interacting with ghost wasn’t considered weird in her family. 

 At the question of if it made life difficult Lil couldn’t help but chuckle, “Yeah makes it a little awkward when ghosts and people want your attention. The skin crawling bit I can’t really say, I mean if you suddenly were able to do it I can imagine it would freak you out. They might have, I can't really say. - Ghosts sometimes pop up in people’s lives.” 

Lil nodded lightly “Yeah - gym lockers who knew right?” At the confession Lil shrugged, “I can’t say that’s bad a lot of people think it’s cool. Still, it’s just something I can do, you know, it’s not super special to me. And yes I know some people - mostly family members if I’m honest. Still there’s a good amount of people I think. Not super common - most of the people who say they can probably can’t for the record. Be careful of scammers.” 

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“It runs in the family? That must have been comforting to have a support system around you who knew what you were going through. I’m glad that you had that.” Too many times to count Eleanor had wished that she had had someone who understood what she was going through back when she was a child and felt utterly alone. Even if the people around her didn’t quite understand it would have been better had they tried to show her some compassion instead of writing her off as strange.

Eleanor decided that Lil was not joking and that even if she was only imagining the ghosts in her mind there was nothing wrong with a few questions. She had her own ability that most wouldn’t have believed had she opened up about it, she understood what it was like to be looked at as though she were insane. “No offense but I typically have a few reservations whenever it comes to people who say they can communicate with the dead. Now that I know there’s actually people out there who can, I'm going to have to dig a little deeper to try and weed out the posers. Should we… see why he’s so interested in the tree?” 

Maybe it was time. Lil had confessed to something big, had taken a leap of faith and trusted Eleanor with something special about herself. Maybe, hopefully, the woman who could see and communicate with ghosts wouldn’t think that being able to feel other people’s emotions was strange. Hopefully Lil would believe her.

“Actually, since we’re on the subject of not-so-normal abilities… you’re actually not alone. Well, I can’t see ghosts and I surely can’t communicate with them, but I do have this way of feeling emotions. Not just mine of course, everyone can do that, but I can feel the emotions of those around me. It gets overwhelming sometimes which is why I tend to stick to myself mostly, but it can also be helpful whenever I’m in the middle of a conversation with someone and they’re being deceitful.” Eleanor paused to allow some time for everything to sink in before adding, “And now this where you question my sanity.” She joked.

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“Yeah it was nice,” Lil said, knowing a bit that it was a lie. It wasn’t in the way that the other had meant it. After all, being alone seeing ghosts was hard for most Medium, but with a legacy there was expectations that Lil just never quite met. Family and business were always intertwined and training was always at the edges of her memories. Still, that wasn’t here nor there. 

“I mean a lot of people are lying, generally I would be cautious of anyone who says they can speak to spirits. Especially if they're asking for a lot of money” Lil said with a shrug. While there wasn’t anything specifically wrong with asking for payment for specific rituals that weren’t necessary, most Mediums she knew wouldn’t hesitate to step in even if there wasn’t a payment. It was at least a good rule of thumb.  “I mean, unless you want to go up in the tree with me - you don’t have to go on this adventure. The ghost and I can figure that out.” 

At the confession Lil blink not expecting the other to divulge something like that. Still, it wasn’t the weirdest thing that she had heard and she didn’t think Eleanor really seemed like a person to lie to be interesting. June had taught her children to take information in and accept it - and well Lil didn’t have a reason to assume anything else. Besides, it was enough that she’d reached her hand out in that way.  “Huh. That’s not something I’ve heard of. That’s gotta be way harder than what I am. I’m guessing you’ve always had it then?”

It was curious, and if Lil was honest it made her feel a little bit of kinship with the other. “It’s not exactly the same - but Mediums like me tend to uh - well hang out alone for similar overwhelming reasons. Not emotions, but being around ghosts and trying to pretend they're not there can get really overwhelming.” Jonas found the whisperings overbearing at times, and while Lil didn’t have that she had a lot of ghost related awkwardness. It made it hard to talk to the living and well - Lil couldn’t hear the dead.  “I’m sorry that you have to deal with that. It seems like something that can make it hard to talk to others.” 

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Eleanor was glad to hear that her suspicions had, for the most part, been true. “Stay away from the ones asking for a lot of money, got it.” She typically did that anyway but it was good to have the opinion of someone who was actually able to communicate with the dead. She looked over at the tree one last time then shook her head slowly. “You know what? I think I will leave it to the two of you. Just please make sure that you’re being careful if you do decide to figure out whatever’s up there.”

Relief washed over Eleanor when she realized that Lil wouldn’t be calling her insane. “I became conscious of it when I was in elementary school. It made everything harder, for most of my life I didn’t know how to function around people. But I’ve made a lot of friends here who are willing to help me out and they make it a lot easier on me. I used to just sit in my apartment all day and not venture out unless I absolutely had to but now I’m out and about more than ever. I still have my days of course, but it’s nothing like how it used to be.” She thought back on how far she’d come in just a year and became proud of herself. It wasn’t easy, but she’d done it.

Eleanor smiled. “Don’t apologize, we both have something that we’re dealing with that isn’t ‘normal’, if that’s the word you want to use for it. Maybe… sometime we can get together again and just have a debriefing session - you tell me everything about what you’re able to do and I’ll tell you everything about what I’m able to do. I’ve learned that it makes you feel a lot better whenever you’re able to get it all off of your chest with someone you trust.”

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“Like most things in live, Money can be suspicious.” Lil nodded and chuckled. “I’ll be fine. Not the first tree I’ve been up in and probably won’t be the last.” The ghost seemed to perk up as she admitted to the fact she would probably move up into the tree. 

Lil nodded slightly, thinking about Mediums who seemed to be haunted by ghosts. It didn’t seem all that different in the end. “I’m glad you're going out more, I hope it gets easier - whatever is going on. If you ever want a quiet place, I work at the Bread Cemetery in town, the back room is pretty calm and quiet but still around people.” Lil chuckled again and nodded, “Hey I’ll have to take you up on that. Sounds like a good deal - you have a good afternoon Eleanor.”

[sam-magic-dolly]

New A.B.A concept art has been shown, and omg A.B.A pulling Paras horn flap haha poor thing

I love all of Paracelsuses' faces, equally, but his angry faces intrigue me, I mean, look at him. He's like wtf are you doing???? I can't tell if this is really anger or just annoyed confusion. It's probably both

we also got some faces for aba too god she is such a creature. I love her to death, and you would not understand

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yourinstagram Starting the New Year on a bright note! ✨ Wearing yellow to channel optimism and positive energy as we dive into this new year. 💛 I'm so so so grateful for all the love and support you've shown me throughout the past year and I'm excited to continue this journey together in 2022. Here's to another year of growth, laughter, and cherished memories! Siempre para adelante, mi gente! 🎉

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danielricciardo Mi reina ❤️‍🔥

user1 I wanted to take this space to thank you for the happiness you have brought me over the years. Your music or your works of art have been a constant company in moments of joy, sadness and everything in between. Your talent is enormous, but so is your ability to connect with your fans in a unique way. Your humility and gratitude show that, despite the success, you are still a close and authentic person. Thanks for all that you do!

camila_cabello Good god woman have mercy

kylieminogue you are sensationally exquisite 💛✨

xtina my angel ❤️

user2 jawline could cut a diamond 🥶

user3 muy buena artista pero sobrevalorada respecto a su belleza, y no digo que no sea guapa sino sobrevalorada

user4 you could wear the rainbow if you wanted and that would still not make you relevant or give you any talent

user5 she always tries too hard

user6 watch out for Regina George in sheep's clothing

anitta Feliz ano novo para você Rainha 😘

diplo 💛

user7 the fact that they spent new year's day apart and on different sides of the world speaks volumes

user what? that they both wanted to see their families? grow up

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⥂ translation: Everything I do and comes out of me it's because I'm feeling it, it's okay if no one else feels the same way. Two people can never ever feel the same at the same time.

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📍 Perth, Australia

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danielricciardo Back seat baby seat bangers 🎶

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yourinstagram this is all anyone needs to have a great day ❤️ please send me his manager's contact, I've been looking for a male backing vocal for my next album and I think he can be the perfect choice 😌

danielricciardo yourinstagram ah, you see, he's a really sought-after artist so he's super busy. But I know his uncle and he's interested on the job, only thing is that he likes to be paid with kisses 💋😏 yourinstagram danielricciardo tell him to contact me, I think we will be able to work out the payment details soon 😌

yourinstagram btw how is it possible that he's that big now if I saw him like yesterday and he was this 🤏🏽 small 🥺❤️

user1 is the copying the hand movements for me 😂❤️

user2 so this is how Y/N's future is gonna look like 👀

userA all that's missing is the ring 👀 userB yeah danielricciardo stop being lazy my friend 👀

user3 you're gonna be a great dad one day ❤️🥺

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user4 siempre dije que no quiero ser mamá, pero después de ver esto... yourinstagram mi reina quién pudiera ser vos 😮‍💨

user5 coisa mais linda! ❤️

user6 Daniel really sang his heart out to that song lmao

user7 you have really shit taste in music mate

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yourinstagram Te amo con el alma, porque el alma nunca muere ❤️ happy 2 years, mi Danielito 🥰

⥂ translation: I love you with my whole soul, because the soul never dies ❤️

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danielricciardo My forever partner in crime ❤️

user1 cuide a ese hombre yourinstagram, que tu y yo no somos amigas 🫡

user2 oh God I'm so single 😩

mileycyrus so much love and happiness for you both ❤️❤️❤️

user3 THAT LAST PHOTO IT'S GIVING I'D MARRY YOU WITH PAPER RINGS 😭 SO 1 + 1 = THEY ARE GETTING ENGAGED‼️‼️

userA I'm so calling it, it is happening 🤩

user4 LIL BLAKE SIGHTING 😍😍😍

hermusicofficial favs

user5 she was talking seriously when she recorded A mi me gustan mayores 😅

userA será que aplica el "A mí me gustan más grandes. Que no me quepa en la boca..." con él?? 👀👀👀 yourinstagram userA los besos que quiera darme? 👀 sí, aplica 🤭😈 userB OMFG Y/N???!!! LMAOOO iamdannaschwarz yourinstagram that's enough internet for you today 🙅🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

chloestroll did he really cook? 😂

yourinstagram chloestroll he did! and it was really good actually 🥰 I felt ✨spoiled✨

oliviarodrigo mom and dad 💜

user6 the first pic is making me feel something. i don't know how to put that something into words though 🥵 *bi panics*

userA JUST A BIG FUCKING OOF I GUESS 🥵 userB they served cunt as per usual userC I grunted and groaned and moaned 🫠😩

user7 I'm so tired of them omg yeah, you're "in love", we see you, now stop shoving it at our faces every chance you have 🙄

fioamato congrats Sandy and Danny 😜💖

iamdannaschwarz Baby and Danny 😜💖 itsvittoriasousa nah, more like Troy and Gabriella landonorris Belle and the Beast 😜 yourinstagram landonorris aww did littol landow nowis just called me beautiful? 👀😊 landonorris nvm I take it back. Fiona and Shrek* 😌 yourinstagram landonorris well that makes you the donkey 😂

user8 every time I remember that there's a 9 year gap between them I wanna puke 🤮

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danielricciardo happy 2 years mi vida ❤️

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user "mi vida" brb gonna go chew on a live wire 😭

yourinstagram let's do this for a lifetime ❤️♾️

danielricciardo you have yourself a deal, Chip ❤️

user2 hey God, it's me again...

martingarrix ❤️❤️❤️

user3 these adorable videos ending with daniel squeezing y/n's butt is so dan-y/n core 🥹😝

marcusstoinis congrats, lovebirds ❤️

user4 did they leave their own love lock on the fence? 🥹😭

userA I don't think we'll ever find it, but I'm sure they did 😭

landonorris congrats on putting up with him this long yourinstagram ❤️

joshallenqb 🍾❤️

user5 somethin something "find a beautiful love, make sure they know they are your morning light" playing while the sunset iluminates her and cutting to "and that you'll never let go till the day that you die" while he has his arms around her 😭😭😭

userA THIS HERE IS LOVE 😭 THIS HERE IS LIFE 😭 userB something something he's got a tattoo of that song's title 😭 userC somebody get me a fucking doctor I feel like my heart is about to burst

scottyjames31 my favorite celebrity couple 😌

caamp we love you guys ❤️

user5 grandpa copping a feel 🤢

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danielricciardo Better this week than next… Unfortunate to miss the test, but I’m starting to feel better. I’ll stay isolated and just focus on next weekend. Big thanks to Lando & McLaren for the heavy lifting, I owe you some beers (milk for Lando). Appreciate the well wishes from everyone as well.

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landonorris get well soon mate!

georgerussell63 speedy recovery danny ric 💪🏻

user did you and Y/N broke up??? please tell me it's a lie

user2 Y/N hasn't liked nor comment yet and it's been 2 whole days since he posted this

userA why whould she? they are quarantining together, she doesn't need to comment or liked every single post he makes. They are probably sitting side by side right now userB userA there's actually rumours that she was seen leaving the hotel in a rush yesterday and fans are already speculating if they broke up

user3 I hope you feel better soon Dan! I know we all wish to see you in action next weekend!!

user4 "milk for Lando" lmaooo i love them your honor <3

user5 this is your year mate don't let any setbacks bring you down 💪🏻

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f1wags It seems Danny Ricc has moved on quickly 👀 Just after a week since the confirmation of his break up with Y/N, a few fans have reported sightings of the driver with actress Heidi Berger —who has been linked to him a few times these past months— around Monaco.

The blonde is the daughter of former Austrian F1 driver Gerhard Berger and former Portuguese model Ana Corvo.

This love triangle drama just keeps getting juicier and more complicated! 🔥 What are you thoughts, did the Aussie cheated on his ex-girlfriend as some people say? Did he moved on too fast? or did he do the right thing? Let us know in the comments!

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user I actually feel bad for Y/N, not a fan of hers at all but it must be hard to see the man you were talking of marriage with a month ago, move on from your relationship so quickly and easily. if it were me in her shoes, I know it'd really mess my head up 😕

user2 idc if he'd not been with Heidi physically while being with Y/N, it's still treason to be emotionally involved with someone else while you're in a relationship. I believe he already had feelings for Heidi while still being with Y/N because how the fuck can you move on from a whole 2-year relationship in two weeks?? I only hope Y/N is doing okay and that she gets to heal and find someone better for her 😞

user3 you can try to defend him with all the arguments you can think of but at the end of the day, he is still just a rich man. It's funny how you've been all pointing fingers at the innocent while playing lawyer to the guilty.

user4 I'm a Danny Ricc fan but I think this was too fast too soon, at least have some respect for your ex who stood by your side through the highs and lows of the past years, smh so disappointed

user5 Get over it already! He moved on to someone better, as he should. Let the poor man alone! He's been single for weeks! He's allowed to see anyone he wants! Stop whining about it, Y/N just wasn't enough, as simple as that 🤷🏽‍♀️

user6 I'm actually super worried for him, he's not himself lately. Just a few weeks ago he was calling Y/N the love of his life and now this? All jokes aside, I think he's self-sabotaging. He looks like a shell of his old-self, he is not smiling as bright as before, he's super quiet now and if you pay attention to him during interviews, he fidgets a lot and sounds so insecure when asked about his driving. GO TO THERAPY BABE!!!

userA you are reaching, babe! lmaoooo he's fine, he just got tired of that snake ��

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danielricciardo Miami. We made it.

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user i guess this is the confirmation we've been waiting for

user2 how can you move on from a 2 year relationship so fast??

user3 ugh men are so fucking unbelievable

userA jokes on all those whiny fangirls of his, turns out it wasn't he who deserved better, it was HER.

user4 he is a joke just like his driving lmao

user5 Heidi is so much better than that wannabe singer, she was just a plaything for him 🤣

user6 I'm so glad you opened up your eyes daniel

user7 so all those rumours have been true smh y'all were attacking Y/N nonestop for the smallest interactions with the opposite sex, and none of those rumours proved to be true but I'm not seeing the same energy directed towards him now that the rumours about him were actually true!

user8 I just know that the break up album is gonna be a banger 🔥🤪

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yourinstagram burned other memories just to make room for these ones 🎞️❤️‍🔥

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user HI MOTHER!! WELCOME BACK WE MISSED YOU ❤️❤️❤️

user1 we love to see you living your best life!!! 🥰

user2 Can't wait to listen to the full version of the song she plays on the last slide 🤩

userA Daniel Ricciardo is shaking in his boots right now 🤪

machinegunkelly 🖤🥀🤘🏼

user3 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍

markhoppus kid what are you holding on your lap and why it isn't on my liquor shelf yet? 🤨

yourintagram sorry dad 😔 it's on its way to your doorstep right now 🤪 skyehoppus yourintagram make sure you are also included on the package arriving at our door, it's been too long honey ❤️ userA “dad”??? she knows mark hoppus?? what did i miss?? 😳 userB userA they have an on-going joke that mark found her wandering around and adopted her as one of the few blink-182's children along alex gaskarth and jack barakat from all time low 😂 she's super close with his family, too! I remember she collab on a song with him, but they didn't released it and then it got leaked, she did play it at a couple of concerts tho userC userB is it 'thank you & goodnight'? 👀 userB userC YES! I miss her pop-punk era 😔 that version she did of 'little lion man' was soooo good!!

user4 Baby Iza is on her way to hit a bitch (Daniel)

alexalbon I like pizza too 👀🍕

lilymhe sorry baby, bad bitches only 💅🏻

user5 OMG OMG WE'VE GOT HARRY, TAYLOR AND Y/N IN ONE POST?! THE HOLY TRINITY RIGHT THERE 😍

harrystyles ❤️

user6 I've got my two mothers in one photo 😭❤️

taylorswift Ms. Falls-a-lot 👻❤️

yourinstagram I swear I'm gonna scare you too next time 🙄😂

lilymhe walking among legends on this post 🙇🏻‍♀️ #blessed 🙏🏻

user6 I'm so happy that she's finally back ❤️ we need to flood her comment section with love 🥰

user7 Drama queen of this generation. Always playing the victim & tricking people into thinking that she's a mental health advocate. You're way too far from that. Cancel her 👍🏻🐍

user8 the caption: ICONIC 🔥

userA the taxi driver is twisting on his grave 😂🤪

user9 the old Y/N can't come to the phone right now, why? Oh 'cause she's DEAD! 😎

user10 most untalented celeb ever

fioamato where was my invitation? 🤨 yourinstagram iamdannaschwarz

iamdannaschwarz you got one, you just decided to ditch us for mr. i-have-an-art-gallery 🤨 yourinstagram iamdannaschwarz yessss expose her, dannita! 🤭 No te hagas de la víctima, mi corazón. We've got the receipts 😎🧾 fioamato I hate you both 🙄

user11 you should be ashamed to post a photo holding a tequila bottle when so many young people follow you. You should be a role model to them, not another alcoholic celebrity 🙄

user12 babygirl I hope you are doing better and feeling great! You deserve so much more ❤️

userA she's as fabulous as ever while he's floping big time, I call that karma 💅 userB not many people know how to truly appreciate the unique sazón and sabor of a Latina 🔥 homeboy couldn't handle the heat 🤭

user13 I know that album is gonna be 🔥🔥🔥

user14 attention seeker no wonder you always get dump for someone better

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[may-stuff]

As his fan in general and as an argentinian in particular, I just want to say that I'm incredibly proud of Franco. He has achieved things people his age (or even older) won't have the chance to achieve in their entire lives. He has shown strength, intelligence, love and passion for everything he does and also appreciation for those who are always there for him; and all of that has made me love him and feel the need to support him more than ever. I know he'll be back to F1 in the near future, but for now I keep in my heart the joy, the adrenaline, the stress (lol) he has made me feel during these weeks. His career isn't over, it has just started.

Te quiero, Franquito. Vamos a seguir para adelante bancandote, siempre. ❤

[all444miles]

hi this is my first time requesting! can you do e42 miles and his girlfriend on her quinceañera please and ty <3

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pairing: earth 42!miles x fem!afro-hispanic!reader genre: fluff summary: it's your quince, your big day, and your boyfriend is right there with you, dancing with you (and shi, he can dance) reveling in your beauty ‹3 a/n: this is your first time requesting? this is my first request, so, im honored!! this was acc like, really fun to write 😭 the fact this isnt even long but i still took so long is SILLYY, im rlly rlly sorry for that.. + if these translations r wrong PLEAAASEEE CORRECT ME bc ion wanna mess up on this at all

a/n 2: anything underlined with probably have a link to give you a ref to wtv the context is, (e.g, your makeup), the nails, dress, n bouqet are in the three pics above!! also, the large spaces between paragraphs is js basically a lil skip to the next part (like the entrance to the last doll !) please do listen to the song shown in the fic when the waltz happens to feel how the reader did, n i tried my best to describe what was happening but this quince vals kinda shows it best, js imagine more men around em n the start of this for the surprise dance, i think its called wepa? (MILES HAS A COWBOY HAT ON AGGGHHGHH) 😭 enjoy!

It was your day. the day you turned 15, the day you transitioned from girlhood to womanhood, and God, you were estatic. It was all planned perfectly.

You were outside the hall, and it was time for your entrance. Your mother and Rio were adding the finishing touches to your hair, while your lover carefully put on your necklace for you, as you didn’t want to mess up your nails. He paid for them, after all.

“Mi amor, you look like proper royalty right now, y’know that?” he says to you, making your heart feel warm as he speaks. You smile at him, “Thank you, Miles. Ma, are you sure everything is gonna go okay?” you look at your mother with slight concern, fidgeting with your fingers. “¡Cálma, cielo! Te ves goregous, y me he asegurado de que todo salga perfecto, ¿de acuerdo?” (take it easy, angel! You look gorgeous, and i’ve made sure everything goes perfectly fine, alright?). You nodded your head, as Rio motioned you to take two deep breaths, Miles chuckling in amusement.

Your father stepped in and announced, “Es hora princesa, ¿estás lista?” (it’s time princess, are you ready?). You smiled, your nervousness fading and your excitement overtaking as you quickly fixed your dress. “Mhm!” And with that, you walked into the court as Lo que paso, paso by Daddy Yankee played, your left hand in your mothers and your right in your fathers, as four of your cousins, as your chambelanes, (including Miles, the chambelan de honor), danced behind you as the three of you danced into the court, the MC announcing your arrival.

You sat down on your “throne” as your little sister came up to you, twirling before stopping to face you and handed you your last doll, a smile on her face. “Gracias, hermanita” (Thank you, baby sister) you whispered to her as you kissed her forehead and she hugged you, giggling before walking off back to your mother.

After your crowning, changing of shoes and your father daughter dance, it was time to do your waltz. The setting faded as a light shon on you and Miles, a smirk on his face, Golden Hour by JVKE playing in as your chambelanes moved around you two.

She’s got glitter for skin, my radiant beam in the night..

Your boyfriend had your hand in his, close to eachother, a loving smile imprinted on the both of your faces. “Ya sabes, cariño, puedes bailar bastante bien.” (You know, baby, you can dance pretty well.)” He chuckled and slightly put his head down and shook his head, “Por supuesto que puedo, ma, lo aprendí de y para mejor.” (Course I can, ma, I learnt from and for the best.)

As the incoming line came in, Miles spun you three times, then your primos (cousins) and your boyfriend circled around you before lifting you up and spinning you, your dress flowing.

It’s your golden hour..

A grin from ear to ear, you watched everybody around you looking up at you astonishment as you spun, hearing cheers from your aunties and your mother (Rio included). They put you down, as the song continued, your chambelanes on one knee around you, you in the middle taking a curtsy, before continuing your dance.

The song faded, it had ended, but it was time for your surprise dance. The loud blasts of el mariachi and fizzing of the indoor pyrotechnics could be heard from every angle of the room; the boys on stage as you stood back till it your signal to come in.

Your primos and Miles’ stomps echoed through the court—holding onto their hats as their body’s moved, to the flow of the music. Miles was actually better than you expected at this, and he looked quite fine with that hat on too, you thought. You heard whistles coming from your tios, and a small shout of encouragement from Rio to her son, which make you chuckle. She patted your back and motioned you to step in.

You walked into the middle as the boys stepped back, sprinkling roses onto you as you spread out your arms. As you stepped in and stepped out, Miles on one knee as you circled around him, your cousins stomping once again to the beat of the sound. He stood up as you held your dress to dance along with them, them picking you up one last time, earning trills and cheers from the people sitting down.

The very last song came in, and it was just you and Miles, dancing cumbia together, your cousins stepped back hyping you two up. You kicked forward as he kicked back, you two dancing in pure sync, the whole court cheering your names while you two tried to hide your laughs. It was one of the best nights of your life, a smile on everybody’s face the entire time.

At the end of your quince, you and Miles were talking in a corner. You looked up at him, pupils dilated “Te ves muy guapo con ese sombrero puesto.” (You look pretty handsome with that hat on.)

He laughed to himself, shaking his head. “Oh, word? Aight, i’ll keep it on then.” You pressed your forehead with his, “Gracias por hacer que esta noche sea tan divertida para mí, cariño.” (Thank you for making this night so fun for me, baby). He kissed your forehead, “No hay nada que agradecerme, mi reina, fue muy divertido ser promocionado por tus primos.” (There is nothing to thank me, my queen, it was a lotta fun to be cheered on by your cousins.)

He planted a kiss to your lips, “I love you, mami.”

“You know I love you too.”

© all444miles 2023. do not plagerize, copy, or repost my work in any way shape or form, without my permission.

likes, reblogs, comments and asks are always appreciated !

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Ray Charles and Quincy Jones

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‘Shortly after arriving in Seattle, I heard about a blind man who had shown up one night at the Elks Club on Madison Street and had blown up the place away with his playing and singing. Rumour had it that he had appeared in Seattle out of nowhere and was amazing, so I snuck in one night to hear him. He was a lanky, dark-skinned guy, and he was throwing himself around like a madman. He played piano and sang like Nat King Cole and Charles Brown, and he also played be bop on alto sax like Charlie Parker. There was even something of Bud Powell in his piano playing. I attended a whole set and then introduced myself. He told me his name was Ray Charles and it was love at first sight for both of us. I was fourteen when I met him and he was sixteen, and what I liked about him and his music was that he was independent. At sixteen, Ray Charles was already a man. […] I admired the way he did the shopping, the way he cooked, the way he did the laundry. I'd watch him cross the street without a cane or a dog, avoid traffic, do the shopping, figure out the rest, shuffle across the pavement, never missing a step, and I'd say to myself, ‘Hell, if he can do it, I can do it. [Ray was my role model at a time when I had few role models. He understood the world as I was incapable of understanding it. He told me, ‘All music has soul, Quincy. No matter what style, you have to be true to it. He refused to set limits for himself.

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«Poco después de llegar a Seattle, oí hablar de un chico ciego que se había presentado una noche en el Elks Club de Madison Street y había hecho estallar el local tocando y cantando. Se rumoreaba que había aparecido en Seattle de la nada y que era increíble, así que me colé allí una noche para escucharle. Era un tipo delgaducho, de piel morena, y se lanzaba como un loco. Tocaba el piano y cantaba como Nat King Cole y Charles Brown, y también tocaba be bop con el saxo alto como Charlie Parker. Incluso había algo de Bud Powell en su estilo al piano. Asistí a un set entero y luego me presenté. Me dijo que se llamaba Ray Charles y fue amor a primera vista para los dos. Yo tenía catorce años cuando le conocí y él dieciséis, y lo que me gustaba de él y de su música era que era independiente. A los dieciséis años, Ray Charles ya era un hombre. […] Admiraba cómo hacía la compra, cómo cocinaba y cómo lavaba la ropa. Le veía cruzar la calle sin bastón ni perro, evitar el tráfico, hacer la compra, calcular el resto, arrastrar los zapatos al pisar la acera, sin perder nunca un paso, y me decía: «Joder, si él puede hacerlo, yo también». […] Ray fue mi modelo a seguir en una época en la que tenía pocos modelos a seguir. Entendía el mundo como yo era incapaz de entenderlo. Me dijo: «Toda la música tiene alma, Quincy. No importa el estilo, tienes que ser fiel a él». Se negaba a ponerse límites».

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«Poco dopo essere arrivato a Seattle, sentii parlare di un tizio cieco che una sera si era presentato all'Elks Club di Madison Street e aveva buttato giù il locale suonando e cantando. Si diceva che fosse comparso a Seattle dal nulla e che fosse incredibile, perciò una sera mi intrufolai lì dentro per ascoltarlo. Era un ragazzo magro, dalla pelle bruna, e ci dava dentro come un matto. Suonava il pianoforte e cantava come Nat King Cole e Charles Brown, e suonava anche il be bop sul sax alto come Charlie Parker. C'era anche un po' di Bud Powell nel suo stile al pianoforte. Assistetti a un intero set e poi mi presentai. Mi disse che si chiamava Ray Charles e fu amore a prima vista per entrambi. Avevo quattordici anni quando lo incontrai per la prima volta, e lui ne aveva sedici, e ciò che mi piacque, sia di lui che della sua musica, è che era indipendente. A sedici anni, Ray Charles era un uomo. […] Ammiravo il modo in cui faceva la spesa da solo, cucinava da solo e si lavava i panni. Lo guardavo attraversare la strada senza un bastone né un cane, evitare il traffico, fare gli acquisti, calcolare il resto, strascicare le scarpe mentre saliva sul marciapiedi, senza mai mancare un passo, e mi dicevo: “Accidenti, se lo può fare lui, posso farlo anch'io”. […] Ray era il mio modello, in un momento in cui di modelli ne avevo pochi. Capiva il mondo come io non ero capace di capirlo. Diceva: “Ogni musica ha la sua anima, Quincy. Non importa in che stile sia, devi esserle fedele”. Rifiutava di porsi dei limiti»

("Q: The Autobiography of Quincy Jones", Three Rivers Press, 2002)

Source: jazzit.it

[fatickono]

Hello my dear❤️

I'm Rasmi from Gaza supporting my wife, Eslam, and she a mother of two girls, Hanaa, 5 years old, and Alma, 11 months old.

We are all exposed to a genocide in which we lost our home, our work, our car, and 11 members of my family.

My children suffer from malnutrition and intestinal infections from living in the squalid tent😭

I’m not a beggar 💔 I had the most beautiful life, a wonderful, big home, and a respectable job. I hope that you will donate a little, 40$ or 50$ from each person. It will make a difference with me so that we can start a new life outside of the stricken Gaza.💔

Please donate or reblog the pinned post on my profile to save the lives of my two girls before it is too late 🥺

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[cherrynwinesk]

my first request is me not being an anon 🤭 anyway i saw ur quackity post about treating his s/o like a princess and i was like “AAWWWW QUE LINDOOOO” SO maybe u can do some headcanons of that? or lo que tu quieras 🤷‍♀️

(also i love the fact u do spanish and english content 🫶🏻 spanish is my first language so seeing content in my mother tongue is very warming 🫶🏻)

🍒: Mucha graciaaaaas!!! Creeme que yo también buscaba contenido en español y es súper limitado, y dije "no me voy a quedar esperando a que alguien más lo haga y voy hacerlo yo". Te lo voy a poner en ambos idiomas porque Quackity internacional. Gracias por tu apoyo, espero que mi blog sea un lugar seguro<333

Princess Treat Headcanon's ~ Quackity

Story g: Sfw / Soft

Language: English / Español

⚠️: None/Ninguno

CC's: Quackity, ElQuackity (bc both languages lol)

Reader g: Female / Femenino

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master List

»Español;

•Tiene su grado de caballerosidad siempre independientemente de quién sea la otra mujer, amigas, hermana, mamá, alguna familiar tuya

•Mientras te pretende, él siempre va a ser caballeroso

•Siendo novios esa caballerosidad es exclusiva, este trato no lo va a tener nadie más que tu

•Comenzando por lo básico, él siempre abrirá la puerta para ti, restaurante, casa o cualquier lugar. Quackity siempre abrirá la puerta para que tú puedas pasar primero sin tener que hacer el esfuerzo de empujar la puerta por tu propia cuenta

•Quackity también abre la puerta de su carro para ti, pero en este caso, una vez abierta la puerta él extiende su mano para que puedas tomarla y apoyarte en él para salir del asiento del copiloto

•Él nunca, nunca, va a llamarte con un insulto, ni por más pequeño que sea el insulto como "tonta" o cualquier otro

•Nunca va a faltarte el respeto haciendo comentarios sugerentes en momentos no indicados

•E incluso en momentos indicados, él siempre va hablarte o dirigirse hacia ti sin obsenidades

•Carga en su carro algunas sandalias o crocs cómodos por si en alguna cita tus zapatos empiezan a lastimar tus pies

•Quackity es un hombre proveedor

•Tus comidas siempre las paga él sin ninguna condición o esperar algo a cambio

•Siempre hay un pequeño detalle en tu cuerpo, como alguna cadena, pulcera o anillo que lo representen a él como tú novio

•Sin la necesidad de marcarte posesivamente

•"Está joya es un regalo de mi novio" y con eso él está presente en tu vida

»English;

•He always has his degree of chivalry regardless of who the other woman is, friends, sister, mother, any relative of yours.

•While you are dating, he's always going to be chivalrous.

•Being a couple that chivalry is exclusive, this deal will not have anyone else but you

•Starting with the basics, he will always open the door for you, restaurant, home or anywhere. Quackity will always open the door so you can go through first without having to push the door yourself.

•Quackity also opens his car door for you, but in this case, once the door is open he extends his hand so you can take it and lean on him to get out of the passenger seat

•He will never, never, call you an insult, no matter how small the insult is like "stupid" or any other

•He will never disrespect you by making suggestive comments at inappropriate times.

•And even at the right times, he will always talk to you or address you without obscenity

•Carry some comfortable sandals or crocs in his car in case your shoes start to hurt your feet on a date

•Quackity is a provider man

•Your meals are always paid for by him without any conditions or expecting something in return

•There is always a small detail on your body, like a chain, bracelet or ring that represents him as your boyfriend.

•Without the need to mark you possessively

•"This jewel is a gift from my boyfriend" and with that he is present in your life

[apriciticreveries]

( cough cough ) officially introducing and revealing her and her final design, zhuli ! ! ( @alien-til-i-stage . . i offer you . . my pookie to add to the list . . also . . @solei-eclipse . . new s40 character drop hey . . maybe she could be friends with jiu and they could bond over being sleep deprived ( lili also sleeps kinda weird . . like in a coffin burial type position haha ) and @aakaneeee, i hope you like her ! : 3 )

( i also apologize again in advance rock ( @rockwgooglyeyes ), she came out looking a lot more dull then expected . . : ‘ )

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but yeagh . . she’s my main girlie for s40 . .

although this is how her appearance canonly is now, her accessories, and hairstyle ( not her uniform though ) aren’t actually set on the one that’s shown in particular ! everyone is free to draw her with different aspects to her appearance ! ( this is mainly due to the actual fact that zhuli often changes her appearance in different elements every day ! )

i won’t reveal too much about her right now, due to the combined facts of how, unlike aurien, i want a lot of her character to be unknown at first, with it being unveiled slowly .

the other reason is that im still figuring out her character and most of her lore . . but i think ill have a chance to ponder, actually find out, and reveal some of her lore if some people ask about it ehehe . .

ill list the profile and other official information down below !

name : zhuli

birth date : 2 / 4 ( aquarius )

age : 20

body : 172 cm ( 5 ‘ 6 ) / 62 kg ( 136 lbs )

affiliation : 40 th anakt garden

likes : [ unknown ]

dislikes : change, gossip, teasing, taunting, loudness, crowds, rudeness, lying ( especially her own ), hypocrisy, failure, bragging, pompousness, complaining, overexaggerating, loneliness

special talent : cataloguing and recording

( don’t mind how her likes aren’t even listed and are one word long while her dislikes are 4 lines long . . )

other notable information :

she actually has a condition called prosopagnosia, or face blindness, where you have trouble identifying and differentiating faces . because of this, she often identifies others with different aspects .

( which she notably first struggled at, being overwhelmed with all the others she would see )

and again,

she’s actually registered in anakt for training to be an announcer . as a result of this, she takes completely different classes then her peers, only sharing a small few . she also has a very different schedule from everyone else .

i imagine there are a few others supposed to be in training as well, but the group arent actually with eachother that much, and rarely see eachother .

because of these combining factors she is often isolated from the others, and known as a bit of a mystery to her classmates .

although she wants not to be, she’s extremely disconnected from her peers . when she does interact with others ( as rare as it is ), she often faces them with a reserved and aloof attitude .

though id say that so far, she is a generally quiet, reserved, sensitive ( which she refuses to show since she views it as a vulnerable and weak trait ), stubborn, and short tempered, but softhearted and gentle once you get to know her a lot more . i think the first established relationship for her so far, would be with atlas !

her guardian is named guardian qiran, who was gifted zhuli .

that’s all for now ehehehe

( please let me know on your and potentially your other character’s thoughts on my pookie . . everyone’s also free to ask questions about her, and others on this account, but i will make a side account for my 3 girlies in s40 soon though hehe

and random fact : i actually was planning on just making lili have normal skin, but the more I looked at it, the more she looked uncannily related to solei . . so i reverted it back to what i planned before .

and another fact . . since para motivated me to actually watch spirited away again, i was actually planning to make a character based off no - face .

before realizing that i unintentionally might have made aurien with a LOT of his traits already . . now i might draw auri as no - face . . ( or atleast with an appearance more similar to his ) spirited away au with maybe lang ( @pwippy / @its-langgg ) as haku, solei as chihiro, and aurien as no face . . or maybe swap auri and lang i don’t know . . )

( side note : is it me or do maya ( @cloverandstuff ), zhuli, yumi, and all kioku look vaguely related . . )

edit : oops she came out a bit like kyo ( @bluemoonscape) didn’t she

[aimportantsheep]

I need to talk about "Say a Little Prayer" and how beautiful that song is for the Planet of Love...

And can we PLEASE talk about how we (well, mostly me and Darius fans) were robbed of such a beautiful moment for his character? Not to mention, Erick André’s interpretation would have undoubtedly been sublime.

I don’t know if anyone has already said what I’m about to write, but I need to get it out of my mind.

First of all, I have to say that, for me, praying for someone is simply an immense act of love. It’s like you’re sacrificing yourself to whatever you believe in so that the other person can come back to you or be okay. 💖✨

The concept of “I Say a Little Prayer” is deeply emotional and carries a weight of devotion and sacrifice that transcends a simple declaration of love. To speak of “praying” for someone evokes an almost spiritual connection, where the other’s well-being becomes an absolute priority. It’s as if you’re completely giving yourself to that person, to the point of asking the universe or a higher power to let you care for them or keep them close.

The song speaks of a love so profound that even the most mundane tasks are imbued with their presence; every daily action becomes a reminder and an act of devotion, almost as if life itself is dedicated to that feeling. It’s not just romantic love but an emotional self-immolation: being willing to prioritize that person even if it means sacrificing part of yourself.

I’m just saying that including Darius in a moment like that would have been a brilliant choice to add depth to his character. Imagine it: someone as egocentric and eccentric as him confronting a feeling as pure and selfless as “praying for someone.” It would have shown a more “human” and vulnerable side of him, challenging his presumptuous nature.

It could have been an incredibly emotional scene: Darius singing “I Say a Little Prayer” not out of ego or spectacle, but with a sincerity that even he finds unsettling, revealing that, despite his facade, he is capable of feeling true devotion for someone else. (Preferably towards Louisa, but it could also work for Meena fans.) A moment where his dramatism turns into sincerity and his eccentricity transforms into tenderness.

With his intensity and passion, it would have been perfect. His performance could have been like an anthem to true love, an act of emotional surrender that shattered his initial image.

In short, “I Say a Little Prayer” would have been the perfect choice to showcase a transformation in Darius, a character with the potential to be so much more than just comic relief. But well, maybe I’m not being objective because I love Darius and, honestly, Alfonso doesn’t sit well with me. Even so, the Planet of Love deserved a moment as powerful and emotional as that.

Si saben español por favor leeanlo en español porque creo que la palabra inmolación es más bonita que sacrificio.

Necesito hablar de 'Say a little prayer' y cómo es tan bonita esa canción para el planeta del amor...

Y podemos POR FAVOR hablar de como nos robaron (bueno principalmente a mi y a los fans de Darius) un momento tan hermoso del personaje además que sin lugar a dudas la interpretación de Erick André habría Sido sublime.

No sé si alguien ya dijo lo que voy a escribir pero bueno necesito sacarlo de mi mente...

Primero que nada debo decir que para mi rezar por alguien es simplemente un acto de amor inmenso... prácticamente te estás inmolado a lo que sea en lo que creas porque el otro regrese a ti o este bien 💖✨

La idea de “I Say a Little Prayer” como concepto es profundamente emotiva y tiene una carga de devoción y sacrificio que trasciende a una simple declaración de amor. Hablar de "rezar" por alguien evoca una conexión casi espiritual, donde el bienestar del otro se convierte en una prioridad absoluta. Como si te entregaras completamente a esa persona, al punto de pedir al universo, a una fuerza superior, que te permita cuidarla o mantenerla cerca.

La canción habla de un amor tan profundo que incluso las tareas más cotidianas están impregnadas de su presencia, cada acción diaria es un recordatorio y un acto de devoción, casi como si la vida misma estuviera dedicada a ese sentimiento. No es solo amor romántico, sino un acto de inmolación emocional: estar dispuesto a priorizar a esa persona incluso si implica sacrificar parte de ti mismo.

Solo digo que incluir a Darius en un momento como ese habría sido un acierto para su desarrollo, para añadirle profundidad a su personaje. Imaginenlo: alguien tan egocéntrico y excéntrico enfrentándose a un sentimiento tan puro y desinteresado como el de "rezar por alguien". Habría mostrado un lado más 'humano' y vulnerable de él, desafiando su naturaleza presumida.

Podría haber sido una escena increíblemente emotiva: Darius cantando “I Say a Little Prayer” no desde el ego o el espectáculo, sino con una honestidad que lo desconcertara incluso a él mismo, dejando entrever que, a pesar de su fachada, es capaz de sentir una devoción real por alguien más. (Preferentemente hacia Louisa pero a los fans de meena también les puede funcionar) Un momento donde su dramatismo se vuelve sinceridad y su excentricidad se transforma en ternura.

Con su intensidad y su pasión hubiera sido perfecto. Su interpretación podría haber sido como un himno hacia el amor verdadero, un acto de rendición emocional que rompiera con su imagen inicial.

En resumen, "Say a Little Prayer" habría sido la elección perfecta para mostrar una transformación en Darius, un personaje que tiene el potencial de ser mucho más que el alivio cómico. Pero bueno, tal vez no soy objetiva: amo a Darius y, honestamente, Alfonso no me cae bien. Aun así, el Planeta del Amor merecía un momento tan poderoso y emotivo como ese.

[lovepeaceandtarot]

Pick a card - What will your future spouse be like?

(Escolha uma carta - Como será o seu futuro esposo?)

If you want a reading on your energy, just schedule a paid reading with me in DM!

(Se quiser uma leitura na sua energia, basta agendar uma leitura paga comigo na DM!)

If that found you, it was for a reason. Take what resonates and leave what doesn’t resonate.

(Se isso encontrou você, é por uma razão. Pegue o que ressoar e deixe o que não ressoa.)

Card 1 - Your future spouse may be that someone of the air sign (aquarius, libra, gemini.) is someone who likes to be assertive and do things based on the mental. Here he is shown as the king of swords, it may be that he is a great leader or someone prominent in the area in which he works. He is a strategist and possibly he is successful in his life. As rigid as he is, he has to be careful not to become too arrogant or authoritarian.

(Carta 1 - O seu futuro esposo pode ser que alguém do signo de ar (aquario, libra, gêmeos.) é alguém que gosta de ser assertivo e fazer as coisas baseadas no mental. Aqui ele é mostrado como o rei de espadas, pode ser que ele seja um grande lider ou alguém de destaque na área em que trabalha. Ele é estrategico e possivelmente ele é bem sucedido em sua vida. Por mais que ele seja rigido, ele tem tomar cuidado para nao se tornar arrogante ou autoritário demais.)

Card 2 - Your future spouse is of the sign of fire (sagittarius, leo and aries) or has very strong fire in his natal chart. He is a guy very passionate about what he does, is passionate about people and passionate about having family and having all those he love around.

(Carta 2: O seu futuro esposo é do signo de fogo (sagitario, leão e aries) ou possui fogo muito forte em seu mapa astral. Ele é um cara muito apaixonado pelo que faz, é apaixonado pelas pessoas e apaixonado em ter familia e ter todos aqueles que amam por perto.)

#tarot #tarotportugal #tarotreading #career #careerreading #generalreading #foryou #foryoupage #explore #explorar #consultas #tarô #tarotcards #tarotcomunity #consultasdetarot #freereadings #freetarot #freetarotreading #generalreading #dailytarotreading #dailytarot #pickapiletarot

[the-lil-exorcist]

Collateral Damage|| Lil & Winter

PARTIES:@the-lil-exorcist and @longislandcharm TIMING: Right after Who you gonna call? WHERE:  Bread Cemetery, in the back SUMMARY: Winter and Lil have to talk about the whole poltergeist thing and where to go from here. Neither react how the other expects. WARNINGS: Domestic abuse tw

She sat in the back room of  the Bread Cemetery with her tea in hand, Winter still refusing to look at Lil. There had been silence since they’d got back from Thea’s place. She didn’t want to talk about her failures, ever, but right now it felt so much heavier. Someone could have gotten seriously hurt because of her bad judgment, her eagerness to prove that she could be the medium that she’d always pretended to be, and she wasn’t particularly excited to admit that she had been wrong.

Not just wrong to take on the task but wrong about her belief in herself. 

This was the biggest confidence blow that Winter had ever experienced in her life. It beat out the time she’d placed second to last in a local ice skating competition, the time she’d lost her girlfriend to another friend of theirs, and the time she’d realized that she would never quite live up to her mother’s legacy. In each of those instances Winter had been motivated to push harder, to be better, but this time it seemed to hit differently than before. 

She wanted to give up.

That had never happened to her before. She’d never lost the will to push herself harder until today. But seeing how terrified Thea had been, feeling that terror herself, it was enough to feel the lump that she hated forming in her throat. She needed to say something to make it go away. “I shouldn’t have done that, I know. Yell at me all you want.”  

Because judgements made Winter feel better. Judgements from her mother were always the best fuel to add to her fires, to keep her going, so maybe it would work with other people too. “Tell me everything I did wrong.”

___

Lil wasn’t her favorite type of confrontation, when someone else had dome something dangerous. Usually it was something that she was apologizing for not the other way around. She didn’t really know how to navigate it. After all, it wasn’t like she had a great mentor on that front, her father’s corrections were never soft or kind. It as the type of sharpness she was used 

“You shouldn’t have. No,” Lil said calmly with a sigh the anger that she felt replaced with a calmness that reminded her more of her mother. “You went into a situation without knowing enough about it, you didn’t take any precautions, and you didn’t try to extract yourself or Thea from the situation when you got in too deep. You should have called Jonas or I to come with you.” Her voice was steady and she paused for a moment and continued, “But you did call. You called and you did the best you could to keep the other person safe. I’m not going to discredit that just because what you did almost got yourself hurt.” 

Lil sipped at her tea as she said gently, “ Winter you’re a spitfire and I get that. Trust me I get that - but you are still new to all of this. You need to rely on other people or you’re going to get hurt or die. I’m not saying that to scare you, I’m saying that because - I’ve seen people get fucking hurt. So you’re at a crossroads here. Do you want to be a medium that works with ghosts - or do you want to go back to interacting with them the least amount. I’m willing to help you, but you have to fucking trust me.” 

___

“I did have salt on me.” It was a meek argument to the no precautions thing and she knew that wasn’t the point. It was a habit. Saying what she could, arguing with the people doing the judging, so that she could come out looking even a smidge better in the long run. It seems breaking her confidence didn’t break that habit. Still, it wasn’t enough to negate any of the other things Lil had said. Those criticisms would burn themselves into Winter’s mind, joining the ranks of her mother’s criticisms of each and every episode she filmed of Spirit Speak and just about everything else in her life as well. But it was okay. It made her stronger. It made her think through every possibility that could hurl itself at her in any given situation. It was why she tucked them away, gave them power. The power always came back in folds, fueling her successes.

And she would have successes no matter how impossible that idea sounded to her. Winter knew in her core that they would come. The sting of her failures would fade with time. she just had to get over this hurdle. She had to learn more. She had to listen to someone who knew more than her and she was willing to do that if it meant never being in a situation like she’d had with Thea again.

“Lil…you can’t scare me more than that poltergeist did.” She looked down at her hands, her fingers running over her palm so she could have something to focus on as she admitted things that stuck heavy on her tongue. Truths that didn’t want to come out. “I know what you’re saying is true. I understand that I can’t jump into things without the facts. I was too eager to prove myself.” 

She paused, finally looking up into Lil’s eyes as that last line ran through her mind. Trust didn’t come easy to her. It had to be earned and nurtured and fed like it was a living breathing thing between her and whoever was trying to maintain that bond. But she’d trusted Lil enough to call her in a dire situation and the woman had come through in folds, blasting through that door in a blaze of courage and outrage. If she could trust Lil then, she should be able to trust her now when there was no danger to force it. “I trust you…I’m just not used to relying on other people that aren’t my parents. I don’t think I’ve ever had to fight for anything that they haven’t handed over on a silver platter before.” A sobering realization, the words said mostly to herself. “I want to do this Lil. I wanted to before but now I…have to.”

___

Lil wanted to say that there were worse things than a poltergeist that was upset. Her own training had proved that - but there wasn’t a use to it. Her pain and her experiences could only be used as a lesson if Winter ended up needing it. Lil refused a long time ago to be her father. 

At that moment it became clear. Lil wasn’t angry - she was scared. She was scared of what could have happened. That she gave Winter just enough information to make her brave and reckless. She had - in her own way created a ticking time bomb. If she left now Winter could be dead quickly. 

She had intertwined at least somewhat Winter’s fate with spirits and that was on her. 

She hadn’t looked at the person she had been helping as a student, but a peer. Sighing slightly Lil said, “I get it. You didn’t know and I haven’t been pushing you to train as much as I should have. I just - don’t know how to do it and not be my dad about it. That’s not an excuse though,” she said lightly rubbing the back of her neck. 

Lil paused at the confession of trust. It was something that she understood was hard to give and receive. After all how many people did she actually trust outside of Jonas and Jamie? She had been learning as she came back to this hellish place, but it was always hard to reach out to another person. Usually she could get people to trust her for the moment, in times of quick decisions and need, but Winter and her needed something more. 

It struck her that they weren’t that different. Lil had chosen to be an exorcist and to reject being a demonologist - but before that moment had she not just done what she was asked. She had to have a watershed moment too, a moment saying that she was going to be an exorcist and help people. That she had too. 

Pausing for a moment Lil slumped a little and said, “Won’t be easy. I’m not promising you can be an exorcist one day, but I can at least help you get further along in mediumship.Teach you how to protect yourself so it won’t be this scary. Give you time to call an exorcist.” It was pragmatic in a lot of ways, exorcisms were hard and even simple rituals could take years. It wasn’t a limit, but it was a commitment. “It’ll be a lot of boring days studying techniques and some pretty bullshit exercises. It might not come naturally to you, but if you put your trust in me - I’ll help. I get needing to do something, and I’d rather you have someone in your corner then not.”

___

No, this wasn’t right. Lil shouldn’t have been agreeing with her. She should have been arguing with Winter, telling her more that she’d done wrong, telling her over and over that she’d been the one who messed up and that salt wasn’t nearly enough. That was how it went right? That was how people motivated others to do better, to be better. At least, that was what her mother would have done. Winter shook her head softly at the words but she didn’t say anything to negate them, a war brewing in her mind. Her nature was to accept any ways of getting out of taking responsibility for the bad but everything she had been taught was to allow others to nitpick until there was nothing left. What was she supposed to do with Lil’s words? Just accept them and move on? It was up to her to berate herself then, teach herself that this couldn’t happen again. “Maybe being your dad would help…” Because if he was anything like her own mother then she would respond beautifully.

Again, her mentor’s words stirred something within her. No guarantees to be an exorcist? Well, then Winter would work twice as hard. She didn’t even know if she wanted to be one but the challenge posed was too great to let it go. Working for it, being something that others would never expect, that was everything that she strived for. The main reason she had chosen the television show over her ice skating career was because she’d been told she’d never have the success her mother had. It was something that Sharon Hall repeatedly brought up on the phone these days. ‘You just couldn’t handle it, baby, and that’s okay.’ The condescending words floated through her mind, making her shake her head again.

She wouldn’t fail. She would become what she needed to become in the medium world and then bring the show back bigger and better than ever. Then her mom would see. Her dad would understand too, that she was made for this life. That him hiding everything from her was the worst mistake he had ever made. 

“I’m made for research, Lil. What you may think is boring, I’ll thrive with. It’s the physical that will get me in the long run but I’m ready to throw myself into this. I’m ready to give you the trust you need from me.” Even though most of the people in her life who had earned that right turned out to break her more than once. She could do this. She could let herself give up the fight of keeping people at arms length for this one person if it meant bettering herself. “No matter how scary it is.” Winter didn’t realize she’d said that out loud until it was too late, the girl diverting her eyes down to the ground so that she didn’t have to face Lil’s gaze. “Just tell me where to start.”

___

Lil snorted thinking about her dad’s methods. Maybe he would have thought she was too soft hearted for not pushing, not going over and over how Winter had failed. Maybe she was, her hand scared over again and again in the almosts. Still, she didn’t think she was wrong, her mom was gentle in teaching and she had learned so many languages from careful guidance. 

Maybe there was something in the middle Lil could be, she didn’t know. Still looking at the other at a moment considering her words. She wasn’t built to be a mentor, she wasn’t really. Even now at her age she wouldn’t be considered in the Ghostbusters even a peer mentor let alone a teacher. 

Still, Winter looked determined and - if she was going to be honest she might be the only other person stubborn enough to stick with it. More pragmatically, it wasn’t as if Lil and Jonas could push away help either. Winter had potential, she had enough foresight and tenacity that while a traditional exorcist might have turned her away - she might actually survive Wicked’s Rest. 

“I see. Well,” Lil sighed not knowing if this was the right thing to do, or if this was dooming another person. “Okay. We’ll have to get you trained up in being a practicing Medium first - it’s what we usually do as Ballards and those lessons will be good to start with and practically speaking you’ll have gaps if you don’t. It’s not a quick thing, but it is a steady one. Then we can start if you still want at that point in you transitioning into exorcist training.” 

It felt odd in Lil’s mouth to say something like that, she normally would have shut down the idea and maybe it wouldn’t work out in the end. Still, hope and fear were funny things and for a moment she could see herself sitting in a graveyard holding her necklace tightly chanting to keep the fear away. If Lil could do it, she really didn’t see why Winter couldn’t. 

___

Being a practicing medium? Wasn’t she already one of those? For years, Winter had missed out on seeing ghosts because she had somehow blocked them from her mind with the help of therapy she had never asked for. But for a year now, even longer actually, she’d been able to talk to them. Hell, she’d even had one glued to her hip. What else was involved in becoming a practicing one? 

She would do it though, the girl nodding her head at Lil’s words to show that she was listening and willing. There was nothing else to say other than agree. It was one of the first times in her life that she’d been able to stop the flow of sass that was threatening to spill from her lips. It almost made her want to give credit to the poltergeist for accomplishing something that no one in her life (besides her mother) had ever been able to do because it was a feat. Almost like the way that poltergeist would stick with her forever. Being stuck in that closet would come to mind before each ghost encounter now, influencing every choice she made.

“I’ll still want it.” She wouldn’t stop until she had it. Once her mind was set to something that was it, it was happening. Especially if it was something unexpected of her. But for right now, just for today, she wanted to go home. She wanted to sit in the quiet of her room or the widow’s peak and give herself everything that Lil hadn’t. Thinking about everything she did wrong was the only way to move past it and not do it again. “I think I’m going to go, Lil. We can start tomorrow.”

___

Lil wanted to warn the others more, say that exorcism was hard, that it was often thankless dangerous work. Still, it wasn’t as if it had stopped herself. Sure the situations were different, Lil had always been in this world and she had stopped before being pushed into demonology - but that hadn’t been out of fear. She’d never shrunk away from the danger, more so she had been scared she was going to lose herself. She’d been worried that the ties that had bound her to her twin - to her family would unwind - unravel in the pressure she couldn’t handle.

She didn’t hold that fear with Winter, sitting there even now looking determined, almost challenging. Maybe it would change her, it undoubtedly would, but it wouldn’t be the twisted change Lil had feared.  “Yeah. We won’t start tonight, probably not tomorrow either. Take a few days and I’ll try to get some stuff together for you.” Lil finally said with a nod getting up. “Get some rest, and try not to be too hard on yourself.”

[paperbackribs]

A Tarnished Copper Boy (33) | A03 Fic tags: time travel, friends to lovers, slow burn

At her seat next to Steve by the RV, Robin looks between him and Eddie, amused eyes noting their matching vests and leather jackets. She laughs, “Twinsies. Looks like we have an end-of-the-world uniform, boys.”

Steve passes her an emptied vodka bottle and playfully tugs the maroon beret resting on her blonde hair, “At least we don’t look like British Paras. There was a whole war fought to keep you guys off our land, you know.”

Robin fluffs her shoulder-length bob, “You’re just jealous you can’t wear a hat with that square block you call a face.” Steve scowls, “I can wear hats, they just hide my best asset.”

Eddie snorts and keeps walking, thinking of Steve’s catalogue of his features. There’s his honest eyes and companionable mouth, and since that time in the van on their drive-through date, Steve has often and fondly named all the other parts of Eddie he loves: the brightness of his dimples, the hips he can wrap his big hands around, the dip of his lower back, perfect for the weight of his palm.

The memories of how Steve had shown him his reverential desires would normally have arousal simmering low in his gut, but Eddie is putting all his energy in continuing to move forward. The past few days have dragged out like the worst of marathons and he feels a wry validation of his suspicions in ‘84, convinced that Steve was underplaying the seriousness of the war he’d waged...

Chapter33

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[pablogavisgirl]

Broken Love

read part five ➸ here

"Te amo." Gavi blurrted out. (I love you.)

"Que?" (What?) You were well aware, of what he said. Two months ago you would have been over the moon to hear those words come out of his mouth, but now you felt nothing.

You felt numb, staring at his eyes. The same eyes that once gave you butterflies, now made you feel nothing.

"Te amo." (I love you.)

"Para." You said. (Stop.)

"No, Y/n, Te amo, y sí, me llevó mucho tiempo darme cuenta, pero cuando vi esas fotos tuyas y de Pedri-" (No, Y/n, I love you and it took me a long time to realize it, but when I saw the pictures of you and Pedri-)

"Que? ¿Qué fotos?" You asked.

"Las fotos de los dos en la playa". (The photos of you two on the beach) He replied, "No se mostró tu cara, pero vamos, hemos sido mejores amigos desde que nací, sé cómo te ves, sabía que eras tú cuando vi las fotos". (Your face wasn't shown but come on we've been best friends since birth I know what you look like I knew it was you when I saw the pictures.)

"Y joder, me dolió, porque te amo y siento haber tardado tanto en darme cuenta, pero.-" (And fuck, didnit hurt, because I love you and I'm sorry it took me so long to realize but-.)

"Pablo, Por favor, para". (Pablo please stop.) You whispered, "Si solo dices esto por celos, no es agradable". (If you're just saying this because you're jealous, its not nice.) you whispered.

"Lo digo porque es la verdad". (I'm saying this, because its the truth.) He said grabbing your hands guiding you inside your apartment, closing the door behind him.

"No." You choked out sinking into your couch. "No."

"Si, te amo, por favor mirame". He pulled you closer, trying to get you to look up at him.

"Estás siendo malo, Pablo, no juegas con los sentimientos de la gente". (You're being mean, stop Pablo, you don't play with people's feelings.)

"Dijiste que no me amaba, dijiste que solo somos amigos, dejaste de tratar de contactarme, te rendiste". (You said you didn't love me, you said we we're only friends, you stopped trying to reach me you gave up.)You began to ramble all your surpressed feelings coming out.

"Me di por vencido porque no estabas respondiendo a ninguna de mis llamadas o mensajes, no abriste la puerta cuando llamé, pero eso no significa que no te ame, nena por favor, dime que aun mi amas." He begged, his voice slightly cracking. ("I gave up because you weren't answering any of my calls or messages you didn't open the door when I knocked, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. Please tell me you still love me.)

"Pablo te tengo que decir algo..." (Pablo...i have to tell you something...)You whispered not daring to look at him in the eyes. You couldn't look at his face when you broke it to him.

"¡Chica, tienes que empezar a cerrar la puerta con llave! Nunca se sabe quién podría entrar, siento haber tardado tanto, ¡pero bueno, traje pizza!" Isabella's voice ringing throught the apartment. ("Girl you have to start locking your door! You never know who could come in, sorry I took so long but hey I brought pizza!")

"¡Chica! ¿Onta-" Isabella's words stopped as she entered the living room, staring at both you and Gavi.

"Oh, lo siento, no sabía que ibas a hablar con él hoy" She said, slowly backing away an awkward smile plastered on her face. (Oh i'm sorry I didn't known you were going to talk to him today.)

"¿Quieres la pizza?" (Do you want the Pizza?) She said trying to difuse the tension,

"Isa."

"¿Qué? Puedes cortar la tensión con un cuchillo, pero si no quieres la pizza, me la llevo" She laughed. (What? You can cut the tension with a knife, but if you don't want it I'll take it)

"Isabella." You said giving her a stern look, that now was not the time for jokes.

"Ok, vale, sé que cuando no me quieran me iré , y estoy cerrando tu puerta ya que me preocupo por ti y te amo y no quiero que te secuestren". She yelled from the hallway hearing the door click. (Ok ok I know when I'm not wanted I'll be going now, and I'm locking your door since I care about you and love you and don't want you to get kidnapped.)

Gavi laughed at you rolling your eyes, "¿Tenías que decirme algo?". (You had to tell me something?)

Your face dropped, "Si." (Yes)

You bit your tongue, how exactly were you supposed to tell your bestfriend that you're supposed to be in love with that you kiss his bestfriend twice?

"Tu silencio me está asustando." Pablo spoke. You looked into his eyes, they were so pure and innocent, you couldn't tell him, it would destroy him.

"Lo siento". You brought your head down to your hands. (I'm sorry.)

"Hice algo malo, no debería haber dejado que sucediera". You said not daring to come out of the comfort of your hands that were hiding you from his gaze. (I did something bad, I shouldn't have let it happen.)

"Joder Pablo, lo siento." (fuck Pablo I'm sorry.)

"Que paso nena?" He asked growing worried. (what happened?) "Háblame, sabes que puedes decirme cualquier cosa". (talk to me you know you can tell me anything)

"Me vas a odiar". You said bringing your head up to face him, light tears rolling down your cheeks. (You're going to hate me.)

"Nunca puedo odiarte". He said, wiping off your tears. (I could never hate you.)

You took deep breaths, trying to calm yourseld down. Why was this so hard to say? Why was this tearing you apart so much?

You looked into his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes. "Pedri y yo...nos hemos besado dos veces". (Pedri and I...we've kissed twice.) You closed your eyes, not daring to look at his.

He felt his heart drop. Maybe he heard you wrong?

"¿Qué dijiste?" He asked his voice trembling scared for your answer. You lifted your head up staring at him. (What did you say?)

"Pedri y yo nos besamos... dos veces." You repeated, this time he closed his eyes. Not daring to open them, he was scared that once he looked at you he would break.

The silence was eating you up, he just kept his eyes closed. His leg began to bounce from the nerves, the anxiety he was getting.

"Estás mintiendo". He mumbled, his voice cracking. His two bestfriends, the two people closest to him betrayed him.

But could he be mad at you? Of course not, he broke your heart, he denied your feelings, he broke you in any way shape or form.

And Pedri? He was there to fix what he broke. He put you back together, he was the light at the end of a dark tunnel for you. A dark tunnel that Gavi caused.

He was stupid, he truly was, if he would have realized sooner, if he would have realized sooner that he loved you this could have been avoided.

The heartbreak he put you through the heartbreak he's currently going through could have been avoided.

"Dijiste que me amabas." He choked out, staring at the wall. (You said you loved me.)

"Y lo hago, pero también me gusta Pedri" You admitted hesitant, "No era mi intención enamorarm de él, pero él estaba ahí para mí y.-" (And I do, but I like Pedri. It wasn't my intention to fall for him, he was just always there for me and-)

"Para. No quiero oír más". He was mad, mad at himself. He didn't want to hear how you fell for his bestfriend. And it was his fault that you did. (Stop. I don't want to hear anymore.)

He was to blame.

But he's just a dumb kid, an eighteen year old kid that doesn't know how to to cope with his feelings in the right way.

And now he was paying the consequences.

"Lo siento, de verdad." You sighed. His eyes never meeting yours, "Pablo te amo pero-" (I'm sorry, I really am. Pablo I love you but-)

"Si me hubieras amado, no lo habrías besado". He stood up, walking out of your apartment. The instant flashbacks of the last time he was at your apartment came rushing back. (If you loved me you wouldn't have kissed him.)

The hurt, the pain, the betrayal you felt, instead this time it wasn't you who was feeling it. It was him.

This time it was you feeling what he felt two months ago. Guilt.

Now you wish you would have kept the pizza Isabella bought to give you comfort right now.

Gavi was known for having a bad temper on the field, at training he was more on the calmer side.

But today the rage he felt on the field during a match was taking over him. Everytime he saw Pedri he clenched his jaw, bit his tounge, balled his fist up anything to prevent himself from exploding on him.

Pedri on the other hand was calm, he wasn't aware that Gavi knew. The fact that he could act like nothing happened between him and Y/n and still look Gavi in the eye and pretend to be his bestfriend was sickening.

Every chance he would get he would let his teenage hormones get the best of him and shove Pedri. Hard. Enough for him to realize something was wrong. But not enough for him to realize that Gavi knew.

They had split up into teams, about to play a mini scrimmage. Gavi and Pedri on opposing sides.

The match started off easy, Gavi using this as a way to distract himself to get his anger out.

Fútbol was Gavi's safe place, it made him feel happy, safe, and protected. It might sound dumb to an average person but this was his life. This is something he gets lost in so easily. It's an escape from reality, and that's exactly what he needed right now.

The peace didn't last long however, Pedri stole the ball from him, laughing while he was jogging away with it, "¡Vamos, hermano!". (Come on brother!)

That was what set him off, that was what brought the rage back. It was stupid but at the time it justified what he was feeling, betrayal.

He took off after Pedri, diving for the ball making Pedri loose his balance and go rolling over the field.

Pablo stared as the other players went to see if an aching Pedri was ok. He felt satisfied. He felt satisfied seeing his bestfriend clutch his ankle in pain.

He didn't feel sad, he didn't feel bad, he didn't feel remorse. He felt good, so good in fact he let out a laugh.

A limping Pedri, shooting his head to turn back when he heard the laugh. "¿Cuál es tu problema?" Pedri shouted, limping over. (Whats your problem?)

"Tu." He blurted out catching the attention of the players and coaches. (You.)

"Que?" Pedri laughed confused. (What?)

"Sé lo que hiciste". He raised his voice. (I know what you did.)

"¿Qué hice?" Pedri laughed confused. (What did I do?)

"No te actúes como un tonto, la besaste dos veces". He yelled in frustration, everytime he thought about his lips on yours it set a fire off on him.

"¿Cómo lo sabes?" Pedri asked his eyes going wide. (How do you know?)

¿Qué te parece? Ella me lo dijo. ¿Cómo pudiste hacerme esto?" Gavi stepped closer to Pedri. (How do you think? She told me. How could you do this to me?)

"No te hice nada. Te lo hiciste a ti mismo". He spat limping towards Gavi. "Le rompiste el corazón, ¿crees que se iba a sentar y esperarte? No, ella tiene derecho a seguir adelante." (I didn't do shit to you. You did it to yourself, You broke her heart, you think she was just going to sit and wait for you? No she has the right to move on)

"Pero, ¿por qué tenías que ser tú? ¿Por qué tuviste que besarla?" He yelled. ("But why did it have to be you? Why did you have to kiss her?")

"Ni siquiera me jodas, ella me devolvió el beso". Pedri said. Gavi and Pedri were face to face the anger being radiated off of them was crazy. (Don't even fucking she kissed me back.)

Gavi snapped, he grabbed Pedri by the collar, "Cállate, joder". His voice rose. (Shut the fuck up.)

¿Qué? Es verdad, hermano, y joder, le gustó, No me estaba deteniendo ni siquiera cuando empecé a besarle el cuello". Pedri laughed. (What? It's true brother, and fuck did she like it she wasn't stoping me even when i started kissing her neck.)

"¡Eres un hijo de puta!" (You son of a bitch!) Gavi screamed his anger taking over him, his fist collided with Pedri's face. Pedri stumbling back falling loosing his balance from his ankle being swollen.

Gavi being pulled away by Ferran and Ansu, he wasn't done he was no were near done. He wanted to beat the crap out of him, he wanted all his anger to unleash on him.

Gavi was being yelled at by Pedri profanities being heard, Xavi yelling at both of his star players threatening them that they won't be able to play if they keep acting liks this.

But Gavi didn't care, he felt good about punching Pedri, fucking his ankle up. He let out a smile anger seeping out of it.

He wasn't sorry. He was anything but sorry.

His friendship was already ruined, he couldn't care less.

[darkacua]

The rarer the Ship the BETTER

I know as a fandom we made a lot of jokes about Silver and Deuce trying to get their parents together in a relationship just for the hell of it. Who doesn't love a little nonsense about two people who love their single parents too much and only want the best for them?

BUT YOU KNOW WHO ELSE HAS A SINGLE FATHER? AND IS IT COMPLETELY CANON THAT HE DOESN'T HAVE AND REALLY CARES NOTHING TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HIS BIRTH MOTHER?

YES, I TALK ABOUT VIL!

The idea that Eric Venue, the big name actor, has somehow started dating Deuce's mom is funnier than anything else to me, for a host of reasons.

Because you and I know that Vil is going to hate the idea for the first few months, you're not going to tell me that this 18-year-old actor and supermodel is not a jealous son.

He has been the most important of his father all his life, he has never had to share his attention and/or love with anyone else even once, since even with his father's scattered schedules he has shown to be someone who always has in mind. count Vil and support him with whatever he is doing.

And he's not willing to share the man who raised him with anyone now, or in the near future.

He calms down as time goes by and after the first time they all have dinner together.

Yes, that includes Deuce in the plans to “introduce my son to my current partner”, it confuses him a little and makes him nervous that his mother is dating not only famous movie actor (“Mom, where the hell did you meet this man?”), if not said superstar, IS THE DAD OF ONE OF HIS SUPERIOR.

A few very uncomfortable months are approaching for this chick-loving boy and our beloved model.

Español bajo el corte.

Se que como fandom hicimos muchos chistes sobre Silver y Deuce intentando juntar a sus padres en una relación solo porque sí ¿Quién no ama un poco de tonterías sobre dos personas que aman demasiado a sus padres solteros y solo quieren lo mejor para ellos?

PERO ¿SABEN QUIEN MAS TIENE UN PADRE SOLTERO? ¿Y ES COMPLETAMENTE CANON QUE NO TIENE Y REALMENTE NO LE INTERESA SABER NADA SOBRE SU MADRE BIOLÓGICA?

SI, HABLO DE VIL!

La idea de que Eric Venue, el gran actor de renombre, de alguna forma haya empezado a salir con la madre de Deuce es más cómica que cualquier otra cosa para mi, por un sinfín de razones.

Porque ustedes y yo sabemos que Vil va a odiar la idea por los primeros meses, a mi no me van a decir que este actor y supermodelo de 18 años no es un hijo celoso.

El a sido lo más importante de su padre toda su vida, nunca a tenido que compartir su atención y/o amor con nadie más ni una sola vez, ya que incluso con los horarios desparramados de su padre a demostrado ser alguien que siempre tiene en cuenta a Vil y lo apoya con todo lo que esté haciendo.

Y no está dispuesto a compartir al hombre que lo crió con nadie ahora, ni en un futuro cercano.

Se calma con el paso del tiempo y después de la primera vez que cenan todos juntos.

Si, eso incluye a Deuce en los planes de “presentar a mi hijo a mi pareja actual”, lo confunde un poco y lo pone nervioso el hecho de que su madre este saliendo no solo con famoso actor de cine (“¿Mama, donde diablos conociste a este hombre?”) si no que dicha superestrella, ES EL PAPÁ DE UNO DE SUS SUPERIORES.

Se aproximan unos meses muy incómodos para este chico amante de los polluelos y nuestro amado modelo.

[milfmas]

Hi Logan. I just wanted to thank you because tomlinsonsource inspired me of what to do with the Zayn blog. So thanks to you, Riri, Sam and the rest of the team for what you all did with the blog.

I love following you, you are such a talented gif maker and I really admire you. I'm thankful for you and your blog. I hope you have a lovely day. Te mando un fuerte abrazo.

hi cc!!! thank you so much!!! i’m honored that you were inspired by tomlinsonsource. it’s a bit dramatic but i consider it my baby so to see others appreciate it warms my heart. honestly it wouldn’t be what it is without riri @sunkissedlouis, sam @srldesigns6277 and nusayba @thegreatest-livefromlondon who i thank from the bottom of my heart for helping run the blog, love you guys 💜

i love grateful-for-zayn and i’m so happy that you created a place to love and appreciate zayn. thank you so much for your kind words, they mean a lot. right back at you. you’re such a delightful person who’s shown nothing but love and kindness. thank you for all the work you do. you’re amazing. muchos abrazos para ti también 💜