#also I'm so sure that she's bad at it because she learnt later then the others and because Takeomi is the one who taught her and he's also

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Anyway how does Wakui drop the info that Senju is bad at driving but never show us her bike??? I just know it would be such a good bike too, personalised and cool looking. Wanna see her bike so badly

[catmiemy]

Another Chance to Live Final Part (Ana Maria Crnogorčević x Reader)

Summary: Ana and you are facing some big changes.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

A/N: I'm actually very proud of myself for finishing this story relatively fast. And it was a lot of fun to write :)

Thank you to everyone that stuck around till the end. I hope you enjoy this last part!

Of course you didn’t just trust your parents to respect the boundaries you had set in place; that had never been their strong suit after all. Once you had successfully weathered the first onslaught of emotions, you thought about it more carefully and together with Ana put a few precautions in place.

For one you informed the staff at Real that none of your family members should be granted access if they came by to see you. A wise decision, as it turned out. Only a few days later your mother showed up, arguing for so long that she had to be escorted off the premises by security personnel.

You also basically moved in with Ana. No one from your family knew where she lived, so they couldn’t just drop by like they could at your apartment. Another good call as you learnt when your neighbors told you that they had almost called the police because a man fitting your father’s description had been standing in front of the house for so long.

All of this made your guilt kick into overdrive and you were grateful for your girlfriend’s support. She never told you what to do, she was even hesitant to tell you what she would do in your place, but Ana was always there to listen and help you keep apart what you truly wanted from what you felt you should do.

While things with your family were at an all time low, you were incredibly happy with Ana, and practically living together was a welcome change in pace. Both of you were committed to making each other smile with small gestures, so your everyday life was filled with much more happiness than ever before. 

Ana loved to start your day off with a big smile by turning your coffee into a small piece of art, constantly trying out new foam designs. And it didn’t matter if they turned out right or not, you appreciated the effort, and attempting to guess what your girlfriend had been going for was half the fun.

You knew Ana felt the same about something you were doing to brighten her day: learning some Swiss German words. Which wasn’t easy because you couldn’t just use any old translator, you had to invest some time to find the correct words. And often times you failed horribly at pronouncing them, making your girlfriend giggle while she was trying to decipher what you were saying. That in turn always got you laughing as well, which made it even harder to pronounce anything properly.  

The biggest laughing fit set off by your Swiss German attempts occurred when you very proudly asked Ana if she could give you a Schmützeli. You didn’t get quite the reaction you hoped for, a kiss; instead your girlfriend was staring at you, and you couldn’t tell if she was amused or annoyed.

“Wait, does it not mean kiss? Did I mess this up? I’m so sorry if I said something offensive,” you apologized frantically, already pulling out your phone to look at your sources again. You had been so sure, you had even double-checked this.

At that point Ana began laughing, so hard that she couldn’t even say anything. Now it was your turn to stare at her, wondering what was so funny. It was a huge relief though; it couldn’t have been anything too bad if your girlfriend found it so amusing.

After a moment you couldn’t help but join the laughter. You didn’t know what you were laughing about, but Ana’s laughter was simply infectious.

Once your girlfriend had calmed down, she explained it to you still a little out of breath, “Okay, so it’s not even really that funny, but Schmützeli isn’t a word you would use with a partner. At least not where I’m from. It’s more for like small kisses between family members or friends. And it just really caught me off guard.”

You silently agreed, this wasn’t really that funny, and you were still a bit confused why it had made your girlfriend laugh so hard. Then again you were always happy to make Ana laugh, so you weren’t going to complain. And you definitely kept using the word again every once in a while because it amused her every time.  

There were other things you did for each other, like Ana playing the guitar for you, sometimes even singing a song you requested, which made you all chocked up whenever she did. Or you taking pictures of small beautiful things you saw in your day to day life to show to your girlfriend in the evening, eager to share the beauty you had encountered with her.

You also did your best to make your everyday life as special as possible, savoring the time you got together. A part of this was ensuring that you weren’t just spending time together by being around each other, but also by doing things and actively spending time together whenever your crazy schedules allowed it. And sometimes even if they didn’t, carving out time when you didn’t necessarily have it.

It was a good thing your personal life brought you so much happiness because the same thing couldn’t be said about your work. To be honest thinking of football as merely that, work, was painful enough by itself. Sure, it was, but it also always had been so much more than just a job.

Sometimes you still debated if you should just retire and try to find something else that would spark some sort of passion again. However, at the end of the day you weren’t ready to give up on what had been your life’s biggest passion so far.

So you resigned yourself to this reality, where the joy you once found in football only showed itself on very rare occasions. And whenever it did, you clung to it with ferocity to tie you over until the next minuscule moment.

Then, completely out of the blue, you got an offer from another team. It hadn’t even crossed your mind to look around for another club; leaving Madrid had never been something you considered. It hadn’t been something you thought you would ever want to do.

But when you were approached by the managers of Tigres Femenil, you realized all of the sudden that it might be exactly what you wanted. It helped that it was the team Jenni was playing for, so you knew if you actually decided to go through with this, you wouldn’t be totally alone on another continent.

That wasn’t the appeal though, that was merely a helpful factor. What really made you want to do it was the fact that it would be your choice, only yours and no one else’s, not your family’s and not your club’s. It would be you deciding what to do with your life, instead of rolling with the punches others kept throwing at you.

Was that a good enough reason to move halfway across the world, though? Especially since there was one obvious reason keeping you in Madrid, Ana. The thought of not seeing her daily was hard to bare. Then again it probably wasn’t healthy that she was the only good thing in your life at the moment, that was too much pressure to place on one person. So perhaps it would be better for your relationship in the long run if you decided to do this?

On the other hand, Mexico was a long way from Madrid. Would Ana be okay with doing long distance or would this be the end of your relationship? Because in that case you wouldn’t do it.

As was in your nature you drove yourself crazy thinking about every possible outcome either of your choices could have. You did your best to not let on that something was bothering you, but Ana must have noticed anyway because she began acting a bit odd herself, switching between being weirdly distant and overly clingy.

You had almost reached the point of finally broaching the subject, when your girlfriend took the first step. In the morning before leaving for your respective training sessions, Ana nervously asked if you could talk later that night. Of course you agreed, thinking that she wanted to ask you what had been on your mind lately.

Consequently you spent the entire day agonizing about how you could put your thoughts and feelings into words. You made countless drafts in your mind, even though you knew that you wouldn’t be able to remember them in the moment. At least they made you feel a bit better prepared.

Ana was back at your apartment before you and she set everything up nicely with candles and flowers she had gotten for you. You appreciated how she went out of her way to make sure you knew everything was okay. Every once in a while you still got in your head, worried that your girlfriend would leave you if you made on small mistake.

Once you had both settled down, Ana took a deep breath, blurting out, “There is something I have to tell you.”

This took you by surprise. You had been under the assumption she had set this all up to get you to talk. And you instantly began wondering what your girlfriend had to tell you. Naturally your first thought was that she might break up with. However, even you had to admit that preparing a romantic candle light dinner would be a very strange move if you wanted to break up with someone.

“Oh, what is it? I actually have something I need to tell you as well,” you replied, trying to keep your worries out of your voice.

“Really?” Ana exclaimed in surprise. This in turn surprised you, you didn’t think you had been doing a good job at keeping your over thinking a secret.

“You can go first,” your girlfriend quickly offered.

Normally you wouldn’t have accepted such an offer, especially not when Ana had been the one to set all this up to talk to you about something. However, something in her tone sounded almost pleading, as if she desperately wanted you to go first. And begging from your girlfriend was something you could never resist.

“Well, I’m guess I’m just going to come out and say it,” you started, taking a deep breath, steeling yourself for whatever might be Ana’s reaction, “I’ve gotten an offer from another club. And I didn’t think it was something I would be interested in, but now that I have it, I realize that I really am. You know how I feel at Real, so this might be my chance to enjoy football again. But then I also don’t want to leave you alone here because I love you and…”

Ana had been listening to you rattling on for a moment, her face unreadable, until she interrupted you sounding oddly excited, “Wait, you’re thinking about leaving Madrid?”

You frowned at her happiness. It was one thing to be excited about something good happening to your partner, but being so happy about them moving away seemed weird to you, and a little painful.

“Wow, no reason to be so happy about getting rid of me,” you mumbled, avoiding your girlfriend’s eyes.

“What? No!” Ana cried out, reaching over to grab your hand. “That’s not what this is about at all. The thing is that I too have gotten offers from other clubs and I didn’t really consider them, but then a few days ago Atleti told me that they wouldn’t renew my contract, so I have no choice but to leave.”

“And I have been feeling so bad about it because just like you said, I didn’t want to leave you behind here either. But if we’re both leaving, it’s a totally different scenario. Sure, long distance is going to suck, but it won’t be forever and at least this way we hopefully both end up in places where we feel happier than at our current clubs.”

Suddenly Ana’s behavior over the last few days made a lot more sense. You had thought she was acting weird because she had picked up on your distress, but really she had been dealing with something herself. Being dropped by yet another team and faced with having to upend her entire life again.

“Ugh, I didn’t think I could hate Atleti more than I already do! How stupid of them to let you go,” you grumbled.

Your girlfriend blinked a couple of times, a smile appearing on her face, “That’s what you’re focusing on right now?”

“Yeah! I’m really annoyed with them! But also…Why didn’t you tell me?”

It wasn’t something you could really complain about since it was very much exactly what you would have done in Ana’s position. Your girlfriend was much better though, when it came to opening up and discussing her struggles. So the fact that she hadn’t told you before didn’t sit right with you.

Ana sighed, rubbing her forehead. “I made up my mind so many times to just come right out and say it, but every time I lost my courage in the last second. Because at it turns out it’s not so easy to tell your girlfriend who you love very much and who has a hard time at work and with her family that you’re moving to another country.”

“Oh.”

You understood that, it was the thing you had been worried about, that Ana felt too much pressure to bring joy to your life because so little else did. Under different circumstances this might have been harder to swallow, but in the current situation it actually helped. It left not a single doubt in your mind, that leaving Madrid was the right choice.

“So, what are your options?” You asked to move on the conversation.

“There are different clubs in Switzerland I could go to, but I don’t really see myself doing that. It would be nice to be close to my family and maybe I should do it to help further women’s football in Switzerland, but it feels more like something I should do, not something I want, you know?”

You knew precisely what she meant. In fact for so long you had made all decisions based on exactly that feeling of ‘I should’, so you were happy Ana didn’t plan on making the same mistake. And you tried to show her that by nodding encouragingly.

“However, the other option is pretty far away, so I just want you to know that no decision has been made yet, and I really want to know what you think. Because if long distance on that scale is a deal breaker for you, I won’t do it,” your girlfriend continued.

Again you nodded, hung up on the fact that you had been having exactly the same thoughts. So as far as distance went this would either work out well for the two of you or Ana would really end up on the other side of the world. What even was on the other side of Mexico? You cursed yourself for your geography knowledge that was clearly lacking.

“Okay, so, the other option is Tigres Femenil. Jenni’s team in Mexico,” your girlfriend rushed out, her eyes flicking between you and the table, as if Ana was torn between wanting to study every miniscule reaction you might show, while also trying to avoid jus tthat.

“What?”

This had to be a joke! Ana probably learnt about your offer from then and decided to play a prank on you. Maybe Jenni had heard about it and told your girlfriend to do this, that would be a Jenni thing to do.

Except not really, though. Your older friend was known for playing pranks and amusing herself at the expense of others, but there was a clear line that she never crossed. And playing with someone’s heart and feelings was on the “don’t”-side of that line.

“I’m sorry! Like I said I haven’t decided yet and if it’s too far then I’ll go to Switzerland. I’m sure that will be great,” Ana apologized frantically. 

“No, wait, that’s not why I reacted like this. The thing is my offer is also from Tigres Femenil, so it just seems a bit unbelievable? People don’t get this lucky in real life,” you explained, disbelief still coloring your tone and set firmly on your face.

“You’re joking right?” Your girlfriend inquired, apparently also having some issues fully accepting this miraculous coincidence as true.

“No, I’m not. They offered me a one year contract with the option for additional years if I like it there and fit well into the team.” Hopefully the added details would make it easier for Ana to believe this was actually happening.

After that the two of you stayed silent for a while, your hearts and minds needed some time to let themselves open up and accept that you were getting much more than you ever hoped for.

You reached that conclusion almost at the same time, huge grins spreading across both of your faces and then there was nothing holding you back anymore. Ana jumped up from her chair first and you swiftly followed suit.

Mere seconds later you basically jumped into your girlfriend’s arms, thinking in the back of your mind that this was exactly how you would celebrate a goal if you would play for the same time. Your heart jumped happily when you realized that you might get a chance to do precisely that next season.

“I’m so happy!” Ana squealed into your ear and you echoed that sentiment.

Moving abroad and playing for another team had sounded excited, but doing so with your girlfriend? That seemed more like a dream than anything else.

Ana and you stayed wrapped up in each other’s arms for a good while, just basking in the happiness. It was a welcome change from the usual reasons you spent so long in each other’s embrace. Normally you did so because one of you, more often than not you, was sad and needed comfort. Now there was not an ounce of sadness present, the air was electrified by excitement and the possibility of everything that was to come.

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Of course you didn’t decide that night to accept the transfer, not legally at least, but emotionally you definitely did. Still, like the reasonable adults you were, you thought it through, gathered some more information before officially making the choice you had already made the moment you learnt both of you could go to Mexico together.

You called Jenni together to tell her the good news and she was overjoyed. Although if the amount of teasing you had to endure during one measly phone call was anything to go by, you were going to have to put up with a lot next year. You didn’t mind, though. Also you were aware that Ana would put a stop to it if she thought it was getting out of hand. You could as well, Jenni would listen if you seriously told her to stop, but you knew yourself well enough to know that you wouldn’t.

After that Ana and you focused on wrapping up everything in Madrid, sorting out your apartments and such. There was one particular subject you avoided like the plague, your family. You couldn’t leave for Mexico without at least telling them and try one more time, but you also weren’t ready to face them again in the slightest.

Finally you reached a point in time where you could no longer postpone it. Your girlfriend offered multiple times to go with you, but you declined every time, much to Ana’s chagrin. In the end she decided that she would at least drive you and wait for you in a nearby parking lot. You gladly accepted that suggestion.

“And please leave if it gets too much, yeah? Or call me and I will come get you,” Ana reminded you resolutely, still reluctant to let go of your hand.

“Don’t worry, tesoro, I’ll be fine. I don’t think much will come off today, but I just have to try one more time before we leave,” you explained. And it was true; you didn’t have high hopes for your conversation with your family. But even so you ended up being disappointed.

It started with a very frosty greeting, your father leading you into the living room where the rest of your family was sitting. You had chosen that day specifically because you had thought no one else would be over, but apparently you were out of luck. All of your aunts and uncles were assembled, staring at you disapprovingly.

You swallowed roughly, wetting your lips nervously when it became apparent that you would have to lead this conversation. This had been expected, you had even practiced a bit at home with Ana, but now in the moment your mind felt terrifyingly blank. With everyone glaring at you the only thing you could think of was to apologize. And that was the one thing you remembered you didn’t want to do.

“Did you just come here to stare at us?” Your mother questioned unfriendly.  

“No, I…This isn’t so easy. You’re making this really hard for me,” you muttered

“We’re making it hard for you? Do you have any idea what you’ve done to us? Just completely cutting us out of your life because of some random girl you met a few months ago,” your mother accused you.

The guilt and self-doubt threatened to consume you, but you tried to focus on your anger instead. At least the anger would allow you to say what needed to be said, even if you couldn’t lay it out as calmly and clearly as you wanted.

“See, this is what I mean. Everything is always my fault and you never listen to what I have to say,” you defended yourself. “And Ana isn’t just some random girl. I can’t stand that you talk like this about someone I love, someone who I’m pretty sure is the love of my life.”

Your family exchanged meaningful glances, the sentiment on their faces clear as day; they thought you were being ridiculous or childish or dramatic. Three adjectives they loved using to describe you.

“You’re getting too emotional again, niña, that has always been your problem. How do you expect us to take you serious like this? And think about this, you say we’re always acting as if you’re the problem, but in reality it’s you doing that. You always blame everything on us, your horrible family. Poor you with parents, aunts and uncles that support you!”

Condescension was something you were used to, and it had always made you feel very tiny and incredibly mad at the same time. You were an adult for crying out loud, not a little kid. And still in that moment you felt exactly like that.

“Fine, you know what, I can see that this is totally pointless! I don’t even know why I thought I should try again. So I’m just going to tell you the one thing you need to know; once this season is over I’ll go to Mexico to play there. So I guess, see you never?” You yelled, turning around and stomping out of your childhood home, without giving your family any chance to reply. What was the point?

Tears were already streaming down your face as you ran down the street to where Ana was waiting. Your girlfriend saw you coming; she had been keeping an eye out for you practically from the moment you had kissed her goodbye.

When she saw you rushing towards her, Ana’s heart broke. She had hoped this would go better, but your demeanor and the fact that you were back so soon told her everything she needed to know.

Ana quickly clambered out of the car to meet you with open arms. You fell into them, allowing yourself a moment to completely lean into your girlfriend and absorb some strength from her. Not too long though, you didn’t want to risk anyone catching up with you.

“Come on, let’s go,” you requested, already moving to the passenger’s side.

The drive home was mostly silent, your girlfriend held your hand whenever she didn’t need both of them to drive, and only asked you in the very beginning if you were ready to talk. You just shook your head in response. First you would have some more crying to do, before you could even hope to use words.

And you did exactly that, once again safely tucked away in your girlfriend’s arms. You couldn’t wait to get to a point in your life where you didn’t need so much comfort anymore.

“How are you feeling?” Ana prompted once she noticed you were ready to talk. She had seen you biting your cheek, contemplating how to start the conversation and decided to help you out with questions.

“I didn’t have much hope to begin with, but apparently I still had some that could be crushed. And also…,” you stopped, uncertain if you should continue. It felt like you kept bringing up the same things; shouldn’t you get over them at some point?

“Also?”

There was nothing but love and concern on your girlfriend’s face. You didn’t have to worry about her judging you, this was a safe space.

“I’m so annoyed with myself. I couldn’t even say much before I ran away. I can just hear them calling me a dramatic little girl who runs away as soon as things get though”, you gritted out.

Ana tensed at your harsh words towards yourself and she forced herself to count to three before answering, not wanting to sound too intense. There was however nothing she could do about the emotions lingering in her voice.

“Please stop listening to their voices in your head. I don’t think removing yourself from a bad situation is running away, that’s a smart move really. You need to take care of yourself.”

You nodded thoughtfully, “You know I’ve been thinking about that and realized I often put their needs and wants over mine. But I guess putting others first only works if they do the same. Otherwise if I always put them first, but they never put me first, I’m just always going to end up last, right? I think that’s what’s been happening all my life and I’m done with it!”

“Absolutely! If anything your parents should be putting you, their child, first. That’s what my mom said when I talked about it with her. She also said some other things, but I’m not sure if you want to hear them or if it’ll just make you sad.”

Ana studied you carefully, every sign of pain embedded in your body hurting her as well. She hated how that you had to deal with this, so the last thing she wanted to do was to add any pain to it.

“No, please, tell me. I think it will be helpful, hearing what an actual good parent thinks about all of this,” you requested.

You had only met Ana’s parents twice before, but they had been everything you wanted your own family to be. They were excited to see their daughter, but expressed that without making her feel guilty for not being around more. And they had welcomed you with open arms, clearly very pleased that Ana had found a special someone to share her life with.

“She also said that nothing makes her happier than seeing us, her kids, living our best life. Not some life my parents pictured for us, but the life we choose. She can’t really understand why so many people try to force their kids to be something they’re not. According to her slowly getting to meet your children’s truest self is one of the biggest joys of them growing up.”

Your eyes filled with tears again causing your girlfriend distress. You had been sitting opposite each other, hands intertwined in between you, but now Ana pulled you into her embrace again.

“See, I knew I shouldn’t have said anything,” your girlfriend cried out.

You shook your head, “I wanted to hear that, I needed to hear that. It makes me feel less unreasonable and ungrateful.”

Ana gently kissed the top of your head, rubbing comforting circles on your back. “You’re anything but, you’re absolutely amazing.”

The longer you were with your girlfriend and the more she told you things like these, the easier it became to believe them. It wasn’t easy or natural yet, but you found yourself questioning your old beliefs much more often.

You didn’t speak more about it that evening, indulging in some self care instead. However, a few days later you recognized that it was still bothering you. There was no way you would try again, but it also didn’t feel right to shut the door to your family completely.

Surprisingly when you brought it up to Ana, one day after training when you were cuddling on the couch, you practically on top of your girlfriend, she informed you that she had been thinking about that as well.

“How about you set up an email account just for them? This way you can check it every once in a while when you feel up to it, or I can even check it if you prefer. That would allow them to contact you if they have a change of heart, but you aren’t constantly bombarded with unwanted messages.”

A huge weight was lifted from your heart when you heard this suggestion. That was precisely what you wanted, some small gap left open, but nothing that would affect you in your everyday life. The last thing you wanted was to constantly get attacked by hurtful messages.

You placed a few kisses everywhere on your girlfriend’s face, uttering one word between each kiss,”You. Are. The. Best. Girlfriend. In. The. World. And. I. Love. You. So. Much.”

Ana happily accepted your kisses. “So, no second thoughts about moving to Mexico?” She inquired cautiously.

“Not a single one, I’m so excited for it, and I won’t let my family ruin it. Plus it would be the same if I stayed here. If anything being not only in another country, but on another continent might actually be good for me.”

“Good, because I’m very excited about it,” your girlfriend announced with a big smile.

“Me too,” you agreed.

In fact you couldn’t wait to start that adventure with Ana. You had never allowed yourself to be an adventurous person, telling yourself, or really being told by your family, that you were anything but.

However, now you realized that you did have an adventurous streak and it was high time you used it. For too long you had lived the life everyone else wanted you to live, but now you were getting another chance at life, at the life you truly wanted.

You didn't even wait until you moved to Mexico. A few days before leaving, you dragged Ana to a hairdresser, stating that both of you should change up your look to start over fresh.

What you didn't expect though, was for your girlfriend to decide she wanted to color her hair pink. You had thought about something more along the lines of cutting your hair a little shorter.

But then Ana announced with a big grin that she was going pink, and you made a split second decision, telling the hairdresser to whip up some purple hair dye for you.

And that's how the two of your started off your new life, one of you pink haired and the other one purple. You loved the way it looked and couldn't care less when pretty much the first thing out of Jenni's mouth when she picked you up from the airport was, "Where are you two going? A five year old's birthday party?"

"Shut up, Jenni, you're just jealous of us," Ana retorted.

Jenni rolled her eyes, "Maybe, but I get a feeling you're going to help me get over that by annoying me with your lovey-doveyness."

"Absolutely," you agreed, pulling your girlfriend against yourself and kissing her passionately.

"Fine! I'll stop if you stop!" Jenni exclaimed, grabbing one hand from the both of you and marching you towards the exit. "Bienvenida a México, chicas!"

[wangxianficfinder]

Fic Finder

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1. Hi! I hope you can help me find this fic.

Wangxian is married here. Lan zhan was cursed to forget his love to wei ying and wei ying did everything (like studying the curse) to lift it out. I remember in the end, Lwj remember his love to wei ying and apologized to wwx for treating him bad. He felt guilty and resentful to himself but wwx assured him that its fine since he was cursed

NOT FOUND! stuck under the moon by perilously (E, 13k, WangXian, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Angst with a Happy Ending, Cursed LWJ, Non-Penetrative Sex, Post-Canon)

FOUND! could be "an effect (without a cause)" by astrobandit, which is deleted from ao3. If this is the fic they are looking for, i have a copy.

NOT FOUND! Blue water by huxiyi (E, 24k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Temporary Amnesia, Case Fic, Curses, Cultivation Sect Politics, Established Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, References to Depression, Discussion of Grief, Discussion of bodies, Explicit Sexual Content, Dom/sub Undertones, Under-negotiated Kink, Additional Warnings In Author's Note)

NOT FOUND! Unavoidable by diamondbruise (T, 18k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Amnesia, Jealousy, Misunderstandings, Falling In Love, Again, Happy Ending)

NOT FOUND! tonight i can write the saddest lines by sarahyyy (G, 3k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Amnesia, Falling In Love, Domestic Fluff)

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2. Can anyone help me find a fic where part of it talks about how if he'd asked, JY would have done WWX's hair for him like she did JC's, but he never asked so he learnt on his own (possibly to avoid YZY's rage?)

FOUND? Always walked a very thin line by tucuxi (T, 22k, NHS & WWX, JYL & WWX, WangXian) It's a small bit that happens when NHS is brushing WWX's hair, and WWX thinks that nobody's done that for a long time

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3. Hello!! I'm looking for a jiang wanyin/lan xichen centric fic where jc is stuck in a time loop??

He repeats his lives 5-6 times and lan xichen remembers all the timelines where he actually already loved jc

But he married meng yao as a friendship marriage in one tl

In another tl jc murdered meng yao and lxc witnesses amd goes into seclusion because of it

combining the lxc/jc + the time loop tags yields only three fics so it should be easy to find the right one (i haven't read any of them so i wasn't sure), and looking for lxc/jc + searching the word 'groundhog' turns up one more fic but it doesn't seem relevant to the ask

NOT FOUND! Incrementally by xxdz (M, 15k, WIP, XiCheng, Time Loop, Horror, Murder Mystery, Inspired by Happy Death Day (Movies), Post-Canon, Blood and Injury, Hurt/Comfort, Temporary Character Death, Character Study)

NOT FOUND! there is no one beside me by h0ngcha (Not Rated, 16k, WIP, XiCheng, Time Loop, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD, Suicide, Mental Instability, Depression, Mild Gore, Canon Divergence, Suicidal Thoughts, JFM's A+ parenting, Bittersweet Ending)

NOT FOUND! silver bell by willowcatkin (G, 8k, XiCheng, Post-Canon, Time Loop, yunmeng bros reconciliation, Sort Of, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, JC-centric)

FOUND! Four Out of Five by castieldeansangel (T, 9k, XiCheng, WangXian, XiYao, One-sided ChengQing, Time Travel, 5 Times, Fix-It of Sorts, XiCheng endgame, Angst with a Happy Ending, JC-centric, Butterfly Effect, Dubious Morality, Canon Divergence)

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4. you guys are wonderful! thank you so much for all your help finding fics!!! i have a half itmf/half fic finder question --- any angsty dark lan clan fics that focus on wei ying, but especially one where they break his soul bond(?) with Lan Zhan --- i think i remember one where later on they need WY's help - any suggestions greatly appreciated! (also in an Itmf)

FOUND? Say my name and his in the same breath by ataratah (M, 38k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Rejection, Mutual Pining, Found Family Feels, Temporary Character Death, magical baby aquisition, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Golden Core Transfer, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies)

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5. hello! theres this fic i know i read on ao3 but cant seem to find in my history or bookmarks. i hope it wasnt deleted. its post canon, lan zhan and wei ying go out on a mission but lan zhan gets infected or hit with a curse without them noticing, and starts gradually losing all his senses, starting with hearing, then i think sight, then so on until he cant move or do anything at all and he’s at risk of death. wei ying and lan xichen figure out together how it happened and they save him so lan zhan is completely healed by the end. i believe it was either M or E rated bc there were a couple sex scenes early on but i dont think they were very explicit. i hope you can find this fic, thank you so much!!

FOUND! shadows in the sun rise by Yuu_chi (E, 24k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Night hunts, Curses, Intimacy, Light Angst with a Happy Ending, They're married and they're in love)

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6. Hi! I read this incredible fic a while back and forgot to bookmark it - it's about WWX losing his memories when he comes back and getting to know LWJ as Mo Xuanyu while he tries to uncover his past?

FOUND? Love Song In Reverse by timetoboldlygo (T, 237k, WangXian, Amnesia, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Falling In Love, Slow Burn, agressively mixing and matching novel and cql canon, No Homophobia, Mentions of Starvation, Parental WWX)

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7. Hi! Can you help me find these 2 fics? I tried filtering out but can’t still find it.

A) Modern Au. Wwx left the jiang family and then met Lwj. I remember the two started living together but then as the time passed by, wwx notices that lwj isolating him to outside world. I also remember wwx broke up with lwj but lwj is stubborn keep coming to wwx school. He even threaten wwx about the jiang family so he’ll come back to him.

B) Modern au too I think? I only remember Lwj saw wwx burying a dead body (i think it was wen chao) and assist him on it.

Thank you so much!

7A)

FOUND! It had to be Fate by darkbrokenreaper (E, 4k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Emotional Manipulation, Gaslighting, Rape/Non-con Elements, Obsession, Possessive Behavior, dark!LWJ)

7B)

NOT FOUND! release me from the present by merlinnn (E, 34k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Explicit Sexual Content, Dark Academia, Also Light Academia, Studying,Lots of it, Implied/Referenced Sexual AssaultV, iolence, Murder, Dead Poets Society, brief homophobic language, body disposal, Mildly Dubious Consent)

FOUND? 🔒 The inherent romanticism of hiding a body together by Aki_no_hikari (T, 4k, WangXian, First Meetings, Love at First Sight, Modern, Corpse Desecration, Corpse Disposal, Pigs, dark Wangxian)

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8. Hello! The fic I am looking for is one where Jiang Cheng somehow erases Wei Wuxian from existence. Jiang Yanli lives as a consequence, but now everyone is subjugated by the Wen, as without WWX the Sunshot Campaign lost. I have only seen this fic in passing and really want to read it but now I can't find it lol. I remember that there was a tag for "Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji / Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian", so I assume at some point they get him back, but I cannot remember any more details other than this. Thank you so much for your help and I hope you have a wonderful day!!! @coffeeshopdragons

FOUND! The Way It Wasn't by KouriArashi (T, 72k, WangXian, XiYao, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fix-It, (eventually haha), Slow Build, Family Feels, Moral Ambiguity, Eventual Happy Ending)

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9. hi ! me again 😅 i was wondering if any of you know the fic where lan wangji forgets about his love for wei wuxian (i think he got cursed?) and is very indifferent towards him. It starts with him forgetting to buy chili oil for wy to him not wanting to spend time together anymore. At one point he asks wwx “why did i marry you?”. I think lwj was conscious the entire time he was cursed and was heartbroken bc he could see how everything he said and did was hurting wy. I knew i read it recently but i cant find it in my history for some reason. thanks so much you guys are amazing <33 @makkachiin

FOUND! Does anyone even read work titles? idk what to call this by Nighttdust (M, 14k, WangXian, Curses, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, though not to much, Both get hurt both get comforted, Established Relationship, Post-Canon, Happy Ending, Protective WWX, Insecurity, a bit only)

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10. Hello! Currently looking for a fic in which LWJ and WWX spent a night together in a tent and there was misunderstanding when LWJ woke up thinking he forced WWX to have papapa-

JC ends up threatening LWJ if WWX ends up preggo then he will not be allowed to see them (I think Wuxian was a carrier??), because JYL then entered the tent right after LWJ left and saw WWX all bruised up (it was hickies) whilst passed out (sleeping only) and assumed LWJ SA her Xianxian. JGY and LXC are also there-

FOUND? The Teapot Plot by ToxicAngel13 (M, 51k, WangXian, Misunderstandings, protective Jiang siblings, Golden Core Reveal, Golden Core Transfer Fix-It, Idiots in Love, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Pre-Burial Mounds, Potential for M-Preg, Fix-It, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

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11. Hi, I'm looking for a fic where wei ying starts out in the modern world as a doctor who has fallen on hard times and can't practice as one anymore because of previous mistakes. He dies in a lab explosion and gets sent to the canon-time cultivation world, where everyone believes he's an evil megalomaniac. Lan zhan realizes that wei ying isn't evil and takes him back to cloud recesses, where wei ying learns cultivation - there is some smutty dual cultivation involved, then comes happy every after. @annie-booksforfood

FOUND? Transverse by Kytrin, Mslead (E, 192k, WangXian, ChengSang, ZhuiLing, ZhenYi, Dimension Travel, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Enemies to Lovers, Transmigration, Past Lives, Canon-Typical Death, Don't worry - he gets better)

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12. Hiya! I saw on this post for Medium Blues over on WangxianFicRecs that there's a short sequel to the fic, but I haven't been able to find it anywhere. I looooove the fic so much and would really like to read the sequel, so I'm wondering if anyone happens to have more info or a copy? Thank you! @gentil-minou (the author may have deleted the sequel because medium blues had been deleted before - Mod C)

Oooh I do remember that a medium blues sequel was begun but I think only a chapter or so was posted?

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13. Hey, can you please help me find a series?

It's about a-Yuan, and he could see ghosts/spirits. He could see WWX, he drew Madam Lan, and he spoke about YZY to JC when he was in Lotus Pier and called her violet spider. @utxqia

FOUND! 🧡 Lan Sizhui Sees Dead People Series by darkbrokenreaper (T, 30k, WIP, WangXian, LWJ & LSZ, JC & LSZ, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Kid Fic, Hurt/Comfort, lsz sees dead people, Paranormal)

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14. Hello, this for the “Find a Specific Fic” tag. I’ve been looking for fic staring a older Lan Wangji who gets sent back to the cloud recess ark, and meets his younger self who becomes jealous. The younger Lan Wangji is jealous because Wei Ying is no longer pestering him anymore, opting to instead follow the older Lan Wangji who spoils him. Hopefully this helps, and thank you for your hard work. Sincerely, Bianca. @biancabaryonx

FOUND? vinegar jug by dandelion_san (G, 7k, WIP, WangXian, Time Travel, Humor, Awkward Crush, Jealousy)

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15. Hello, I'm trying to find a fic where both Mo Xuanyu and Wei Wuxian get cursed. All I can remember is that Lan Wangji ends up in the woods and WWX helps him getting out, but when he tries to thank him WWX disappears. LWJ then finds the Jiangs and inquires about him but they can't actually remember him: they only remember they had a brother once (I think?). Hope this makes enough sense and thanks in advance

NOT FOUND! Second Summer by Anonymous (M, 142k, WIP, WangXian, canon, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Mystery, Amnesia, Memory Loss, Curses, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, somebody lives/somebody else dies, Golden Core Reveal, canon-typical lack of lube)

FOUND? never been away so long by sundiscus (G, 905, WangXian, Modern AU, Pre-Relationship, First Meetings, Ambiguous/Open Ending, (but a happy ending in the endnotes!), Ghosts, crossposted from Twitter)

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16. needing y'all's help again i cant remember the fic where wwx agreed to transfer(??) or visit or help a school/workplace bc he gets to use a mass spectrometer. i can't remember the plot, just that tidbit T_T thank you so much

NOT FOUND! The Best Gift by Lan_Wangjoe (E, 45k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mistaken Identity,Miscommunication, Romantic Fluff, Family Fluff, Family Dynamics, Falling In Love, Idiots in Love, Nice LQR, Fake Science, Science Husbands, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Adopted Children, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Marriage, Didn't Know They Were Dating, Himbo LXC, Everyone Is Alive, Good Parents JFM and YZY, Genius WWX) it doesn’t have a spectrometer as such, but I think it might be this one?

FOUND! 🧡 CSI: Gusu Edition Series by Stratisphyre (M, 39k, WangXian, WWX & LQR, Modern with Magic AU, College AU, Golden Core Reveal, Single parent WWX, Good Uncle LQR, Hospitalization, Allusions to violence and murder) the first fic in csi gusu has the mass spectrometer :>

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17. I'm back, like any other wangxian addict, for more ficfinding expertise!

A) always a girl WY is emperor LXC's concubine, who he shares with LWJ. Of course the 2 are in love and when LXC starts to tire of her and politics get in the way, they stage a withdrawal/escape and live happily ever after far away from the emperor in the south?

B) CR study arc, where LQR gives WWX the same advanced tests he gives LWJ. After, NHS complains about how his cheatsheet tips didn't make sense and that's how WWX found out about the harder test. @mreisse

17A)

FOUND! Red Lotus Blooming at Sunset by janewritesstuff (Jane_de_Plaine) (E, 18k, WangXian, XiXian, Jadecest, Implied Others/LXC, Royalty, Historical, Female WWX, Concubine WWX, Harem, Threesome - F/M/M, Porn With Plot, Consensual Infidelity, Voyeurism, Angst with a Happy Ending, extended tags in author's note, Dark LXC)

17B)

FOUND! Just Say Yes series by edenwolfie (M, 338k, wangxian, canon divergence, matchmaking, pining, cloud recesses study arc, getting together, fluff, humor, hurt/comfort, everyone lives au)

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18. Hi hello, I'm struggling to find this wangxian ao3 I'm hoping that it was not deleted. I don't really remember much but wei ying didn't die but got save from falling of a the cliff and when he gain consciousness he can't remember his name that's why the one who saved him gave him another identity and his been living that identity for years. On wangji side, this is still part of the story he raises lan yuan by himself, actually no one died in this fic jiang yanli is still alive

FOUND? Until The End by abCEE (M, 365k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, war changes people, resulting to OOC, no pinning, Established Relationship, Mpreg, Good Uncle LQR, a little grey LWJ, a bit of JC bashing from LWJ, BAMF JYL, 16 years of yearning, mainly CQL verse but has scenes from the novel as well, LSZ is WangXian's Child, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Canon Rewrite, Happy Ending, Fix-It of Sorts) WWX awakens in chapter 16 and his new name is Gengxin.

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19. Hello! Good day! I hope you can help me find this fic. I don’t know if it is a time-travel fic or not. All I can remember is that Madam Yu got pregnant and the sect leader, jiang yanli, jiang cheng, and wwx were happy. But eventually they learned that madam yu cheated (i forgot if its a wen or not) so the baby is actually not sect leader jiang’s child. I think they learned this after the masscre of lotus pier when madam yu ranaway.

FOUND? 💖 A Chance by CorkaHadesa (M, 86k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Sunshot Campaign, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, Canon Divergence, Established WangXian, Married WangXian, Secret Marriage, OOC, Second Chances, YLLZ WWX, Homophobic Language, but only from YZY so it's not that important because she's a bad person, i don't agree with her words, Minor Character Death, Happy Ending, Mpreg, Not Everyone Dies AU, the dead ones are the bad ones)

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20. Hi. I'm looking for a fic that I was pretty sure was luckmoonly's and was in the many lan babies series but now I am worried about my brain because it's not there and the traces of it are gone, to the point I think I hallucinated that fic. But if I remember the title was "The fault in my core" and WWX was supposed to get his core removed but they found a core baby near it so they didn't continue the operation. Pls tell me I was just looking at the wrong place with my f-ed up memory 🥹 and the fic is somwhere out there and I was just too stupid to find it. Thank u in advance! ❤️

FOUND! The fic was deleted. All your informations (name, author etc.) were correct. I have a copy, if you want one. - @bluekittenfire

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[typosandtea]

For whoever you’d like to answer for:

♔ — Does your muse believe people are innately good or innately bad? Why do they believe this?

♖ — Do people, in your muse’s opinion, ever really change? Do they believe themselves to be capable of changing?

♙ — How hypocritical is your muse? If they can be hypocritical, do they realise this about themselves? How do they reconcile with it?

♝ — Is your muse concerned about being remembered after they die? If so, do they have anything specific notions about what they want to be remembered for?

[Prompts]

@bokatan thanks for the ask Bo!! :D

Including Thorn on top of Murphy and Tango aha (Thorn is tango's timeline institute sole)

♔

Murphy:

She believes that everyone is good, even if they show it in their own weird ways. She tries her darnedest to see in it everyone, but some people make is so bloody difficult, she is so tired.. People being awful for the sake of it just doesn't compute to her at all, surely raiders only raid to provide for their gang? That the soldiers mean it when they say they are here to help? She is an idealist to the point of blinding herself to reality, and like many of her views she clings to this one for dear life, because she is terrified of what will happen if she lets go.. Levels of denial wider than the river here.

Tango:

Like a many things about Tango, the answer to this question depends on when you asked them. Mostly though: Everyone is inherently out for themselves and anyone who says different is lying, perhaps to themselves as well. Tango is a selfish bastard and didn't even believe in the concept of friends until they started hanging out with Preston. Had a bit of a crisis of "holy fuck hes not trying to trick me or use me? he's really that nice for no reason??". Is starting to believe that some people actually care about others not for what they can gain.. sometimes… Thinks like this as they are from a family of scavvers, scammers and swindlers.

Thorn:

Very similar to Tango, but not in a defensive way like they are. Thorn actually thinks in the way that Tango initially believes people do. Thorn is out here manipulating, scheming and backstabbing her way to where she wants to be, both pre- and post war. Thus she also believes anyone with any sense is like her, only fools trust. Learnt early on that truth and trust gets you nowhere in life, re-enforced by being a corrupt corporate lawyer prewar.

♖

Murphy:

She believes that everyone can change for the better (except herself) and shes made it her mission so far to bring out the good in the people around her.. she has seen how drastically people can change for the worse under exceptional circumstances, like what war and its aftermath does to people

Tango:

They want to believe that they can change but evidence suggests otherwise. Does not like some choices that they've made in the past and the consequences of those choices. has experienced so much physical and identity change over their sixty odd years that they are unrecognizable to all but themselves.. but they keep watching themselves make the same goddamn mistakes every new place they wander. so sick of their own bullshit this time WILL be different even if they have to drag themselves screaming the whole way. (nobody said that change will be easy)

Thorn:

No, people don't change. Sooner or later they will revert to their true ways like a spring snaps back into shape, its always a matter of time till people snap. And why would she want to change anyway? Shes made something of herself in circumstances that would have made her mother weep, twice now and centuries apart.

♙

Murphy:

see above. VEry, and in the most frustrating way of everyone can change for the better except me though I'm the worst person alive. doubly hypocritical in that she believes that she is the worst :tm: while also subconsciously holding the biases that she is better than many others.. That little hole she started to shove the unpleasant feelings into long ago is now a yawning chasm that she is far too terrified to venture into.. but she must, as we all must. and she knows this, though thinking about her many issues with herself beyond 'awful person' is rightly terrifying, what if she is awful after all? (introspection is not Murphy's strong suit, her thoughts do not reflect her actions at all)

Tango:

They may be a prideful lying asshole, but at least they are consistent about it. If you started to flip some of their behavior on them they would probably notice your intent and relize wow that is super frustrating.. and then struggle to change. They are selfish in that they spent a majority of their life either alone or with people who would've turned on each other to make a quick cap.. looking out for themselves is one of the only reason they've lived that long. genuinely doesn't realize that they are rude sometimes.. hypocritical about tech and tinkering in that if they care enough about you they'll likely judge you for your handiwork while you repair or just fix it themselves for you while judging you.. absolutely refuses any form of help especially about their armour though. Very hypocritical about personal space, do NOT touch the armour!! but will stand right beside/ behind you, look over your head, and just lean over you if you're in the way, heck even just pick you up if its convenient, all of which would be less of an issue if they weren't armored 100% of the time.

Thorn:

VERY. but in a 'the rules don't apply to me' kinda way. flirts, lies and murders her way through life. Using her own behavior against her will absolutely land you on her list.. Changes the rules and mission parameters for her own gain, and is slowly building the institute into how she wants it to be with those she thinks is loyal succeeding and those she distrusts or wants gone failing under her 'rules'…

♝

Murphy:

Has been through so much grief, even pre-war, that she would rather be forgotten than inflict that on anyone she loves.. doesn't want to be remembered, out of fear that she will be remembered as a monster or cause pain with her memory.

Tango:

Death is the end and it sucks when someone is gone, but so what? bitch about it? (← hasn't processed the death of a close friend that they killed many years ago, an event that forever altered how Tango sees themselves and those around them, (the bad ending), though at the time Tango was too much of a stubborn skeptic to admit to themselves that they were friends and not just longtime business partners out of mutually beneficial circumstances, is still in denial even though they are starting to realize that friends are in fact a thing). Refuses to think about death long enough to form an opinion of the matter. fair, considering that they have already sort of died..

Thorn:

Oh she WILL be remembered one way or another of that she is sure. doesn't care whether people admire or despise her, but for now in the shadows shes slowly moving the pieces to her benefit and will reveal her hand when the time is right..

[dolphs-world]

They had 6 months, how was it so bad???

I also watched the "first" season of Doctor Who. I loved it. I loved it so much. I don't care that I haven't watched the rest of the show, Eccleston is my favourite Doctor. And Rose was so good as a POV character. Why didn't anyone tell me that it was a family show? PG was the perfect rating for it. And it's much more accessible than Star Trek (although I have only watched 8 episodes of the first season so maybe I should watch original Who for a fairer comparison. Don't get me wrong, I do love boring sci-fi but perhaps an hour per episode was too long? I'm sure I'll like the 90s shows more. Or maybe even the later seasons of The Original Series.) My only criticism is the finale. It's a bit cheap to reveal that the daleks are back and even cheaper for them to all die via Deus Ex Machina. And I don't love the Doctor and Rose as romantic partners. But god did Tennant look great in Eccleston's outfit. Too bad the Christmas episode sucked. Now, I have only watched the "first" season. I'll watch the Tennant stuff eventually but that Christmas episode really left a poor taste in my mouth. The whole, the whole first season is about how the Doctor has changed as a person because of Rose. "Coward anyday". And now suddenly he's saying "No second chances". What??? That completely ruins everything the first season set up! And then he has the gall to get mad at the PM for killing the aliens? Huh??? You killed all the daleks. Those aliens were going to kill all of you. Sure, they were retreating, after you killed their leader. And then, in a reference to Thatcher, he brings down her leadership via sexism and retcon. Yay, no golden age for Britain. And Rose the whole time is like "oh, I don't know if we can trust him" and it gets really annoying after the first time she says it but that's all she says in the episode. (An aside. There's a joke that all that Breaking Bad is Jesse and Walt fighting and making up. Or that Evangelion is Shinji piloting the Eva and then running away from it. And whilst watching the Rebuilds, initially I thought "phew, they are getting rid of this reputation" and then they just don't. It keeps happening in the 3rd and 4th movie. Haven't you learnt anything in the past 20 years Anno?) And the sad part is, she's right. He is different. But now after writing this I might ask my mum if she wants to watch the Tenant era stuff. And to finish The Sopranos again, we've got like 6 episodes left.

[cuddl3s4shur1]

Sincerely,Your Love Riri

Riri x Hbcu New Girl Black Fem

Summary:When becoming the new girl in the college you start to meet the girl everyone warns you not talk to go to

Authors Note:Been in my drafts for a hot minute

Taglist: @tuesdaylovesu(wifey Fr) @niaalove @adeola-the-explorer @lunax0654 @yvxmpire @letitias-fav @atssukoo @shuriislut @shuri-my-love @ziayamikaelson @writesbyriri @womenlxver @xxmilli @randomhoex @malltake12 @secretgyals @2k7-sparkles @saintwrld @taiiunknown

Part 1: Class

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Y/n's POV

You had been new to campus, which made you "popular". A lot of people started to tell you not to go to a girl named riri. The reason on why was stupid "don't go to her because she can be very mean" . It sounded like a 5 year old giving reason to not like someone.

You where walking around to find your class . Even though you were “popular” nobody helped you,Not even once. “So where tf am I know” you say as you look up from the map. You walk over to a table where a girl and some books .”not to inarupt you but can you give me a tour” You ask the girl as she looks up from her phone.”umm not- Actually yeah why not I have nothing else to do “ at first the girl was about to decline your offer but she said yes.

As you and riri began to start the tour the school people begin to give you guys looks. “Why are those people giving looks” you ask her confused. “Most people don’t fuck with me because I messed up a popular guys grade and they think I’m mean” she exclaims she seemed unfazed about people not liking her and you liked that about her.

“Well you know this but this the cafeteria”She says with a nod and you guys began to walk to the next area. Riri points at a door “this Mr.Hogs Arts History class “ you begin to hum as a response. On the other side we Ms.Marello With History. Riri starts to walk and you follow.

For the next couple of classes you and riri missed you guys where enjoy the time together. You guys made jokes and you learnt about Some teachers. You knew missing classes on the first day was a bad impression but you happened to let the headmaster know . You said you and a student would miss class. You just never told her which student it would be.

“Thx for the tour riri it was nice to do it with you I’ll see you later right “ you ask confused on what she might say .”yeah I’ll see you” Riri responds and she begins to walk off and than a stop. “Wait what’s you name “ she asks without looking back. “Y/n” I respond happy . “See you around y/n”

Riri’s Pov

As I leave her I thought she was a pretty cool person.She was a one of kinda girl. I haven't meet someone like her. I mean it's not like I really talk to people other than mj my mom and shuri but still.

“Mj I'm telling you she's my match she's the girl I want to sing sure thing to “ I tell her she rolls her eyes. “Your a fucking simp you just met the girl “ mj says. Although she was right in many ways I didn't know what I want and that's her. “Mj she’s different I know it “ I exclaim. Mj begins to hmm as a response just like y/n. “I will protect her no matter what” I say begin demanding. “Ok stalker “ Mj says as she ends with a laugh. “I can’t stand you dude” .

No Pov

Y/n and riri did see each other after the first meeting but they never talked . They would exchange friendly gestures and words by never had a full conversation. This caused riri to get a little suspicious on where y/n stands. Riri began to get defensive over y/n and caused threats to people who would say something rude . She also pushed people away so there relationship would get stronger.

Mj saw this as the first stage of Riri becoming crazy . “This is no way to have her talk to you more “. At the beginning riri was in denial and didn’t listen to mj .

Y/n’s Pov

You where at lunch with you friend Sam.You had a couple more classes for the day . But you needed a answer to a question that’s been wondering in your mind recently. Right know you had the right person with you to ask the question. “Girl these people are dropping me like flies” you say confused. “Girl that’s because of that riri girl” she says with attitude. “Fuck you mean” you ask her still confused knowing little to know knowledge on what she is talking about. “You didn’t know “ she asks obviously knowing the answer. “If I knew why would I be so confused and concerned “ you say getting annoyed with her . “Well riri has been threatening people with bad grades to stop talking to you “ the friend says . You knew she was being messy but at least you know why people stopped.”I’ll see you later I got class” you say as a particularly excuse.You leave the lunch table and begin to head to your class about 20 minutes earlier. You did it so you could possibly avoid people .

You walk in the classroom expecting nobody to be their. Yet you see the back of riri you begin to turn hoping she didn’t hear you come in . “Hello y/n” she says as she turns to face you . You roll your eyes as you turn around.

“Excuse me we are on lockdown we don’t know how long but don’t go anywhere we will let you know when to leave “

However long this lockdown will either be the best or the worst

[blubushie]

do u just name the guns/knives or do u name other stuff too (i'm asking respectfully)

Ok, since you come respectful I'll answer respectful.

Getting this out of the way: I'm autistic. Object personification is a symptom of autism. It is something I have. This paper will be very sad if you don't read it. I will also be referring to people as "humans" throughout this to separate from my own concept of "people."

I'm an extremely low empathy autistic, plus some other things. While I'll see non-human things as people, I also don't really see humans as people. It's more like watching animals go about their natural behaviours. I'm an outsider looking in, taking notes on behaviour and interactions within the community. I don't think of humans as any different from the animals I observe and hunt. We're all just organisms. Humans are people with our own place in the food chain, try as we might to rise above it. There is me, a person. There is Misty, a person. Once I get to know another human well, they become a person to me instead of just another animal.

Only ones this doesn't apply to is kids. I'm horribly empathetic to kids. Teenagers are on thinner ice but still get empathy. But kids fuck me up hard. If something happens to a child I'll be fucked up for days.

This doesn't mean I go around being an arsehole, because I'm polite and learnt a long time ago and that no one will ever really understand my perspective on how I see other people. They'll call you a monster, a freak, a psychopath, etc. They'll think you want to harm humans, or that you're a bad person because you don't see other humans with the same personhood as you see yourself, or say you dehumanise humans. And I don't reckon I dehumanise humans, because all of humanity is like this to me. Additionally, while I'm low-empathy, I'm not a fucking sadist. I don't want anything to suffer. Shots I take on animals are clean and accurate--ethical and humane. I try to have the same approach with people. If someone is in distress, I am going to help them because that's the right thing to do. I might not personally care about the person, but I will help them because it's good to be kind. Sometimes that means I put up with a lot more shit than I should.

When I get close enough to someone, I start seeing them as people. Those in my server, my mates, my family. If I become emotionally attached to something, my empathy starts working and they become a person to me. But this also means that anything with sentimental value to me is now granted personhood. Misty is a person. My rifle, Winnie, is a person. My knife, Kaz, is a person. My stockwhip Stozza, my ute Matilda (though really, Matilda is the camper and not the rig itself). These are all people to me. They have emotions and feelings and this paper will be very sad if you don't read it.

And when something is granted personhood, I grant it a name. There's a reason everyone in my server--my friend group--is given a nickname by me, even if most of them don't know what I've given them. There's a reason my rifle and knife and car have names. There's a reason my dog has a name. People have names.

When I first got Winnie at twelve, she was just my gun. "Can I bring my gun?" No, Jet, we don't bring guns to Macca's. "I'll leave it in the car. I just wanna bring it." I didn't wanna let her out of my sight. She was my pride and joy, even then. And later that year, after I was assaulted, there was days I'd spend shooting tins out behind our caravan, and she was the only thing that made me feel like I had any power over my life. Because she felt powerful. She made me feel safe--like if ever I needed to, I could protect myself. She couldn't change what had happened to me, but so long as she was by my side I was sure it'd never happen to me again.

When I was fifteen and went bush, I brought her with me. .30-06 is fucking overkill for rabbits, but I shot a roo with her and the meat lasted me the whole near-three weeks I was out there until the coppers found me 60km from Ghan. She kept me alive, because I didn't bring enough food for three weeks. To be fair, leaving was an impulse decision and I was also 15 at the time, but still. Her dedication to me then was rewarded with her going from a gun to my most beloved companion, and being granted the name Winnie.

They took her when I was taken into custody, and I wouldn't talk to the detective until he assured me I'd get her back once I left the copshop. I went directly from the copshop into a mental facility, but she was there at the detective's house when he pulled me out of it.

By the time I was 17 and going to high school in rural California, I was in the school carpark when I noticed one of the boys at my school had a semi-auto shotty on the rack in his ute. So on the drive home I stopped by our local gunshop and immediately bought a gunrack for my back window, which is where Winnie rests now when she's not locked in her safe in Matilda or by the door.

Eventually Kaz went from "dad's knife" to "the KA-BAR", then back to "my knife" cuz KA-BAR is a mouthful, then finally to Kaz. By the time I'd bought my camper for my ute, I'd come to terms with sometimes people just Name Things when they get attached. And as I was 17, going on 18, and homeless at the time, I immediately named her Matilda.

When I became a stockman I wasn't given a station knife because I had Kaz and told them I didn't need one, but I was given my stockwhip and after it was used on me I finally gave it the name Stozza. And sometimes I take it out and crack it a couple times just so it's not sitting there coiled in a box at the bottom of my wardrobe.

The pronouns comes with the name territory. I just get a certain vibe off things, if that makes sense? Winnie is, without a doubt, feminine to me. Kaz is feminine to me. Stozza is masculine, but I usually find myself calling him an "it" instead of masculine pronouns because while I'm attached to it for sentimental reasons, it's not quite reached a level of personhood with me yet.

Anyway, hope that covers things. Cheers.

[nephilimarecool]

Concert

Jack Kline X Reader

Warnings: none

I've never written a X female teen reader before so point out any mistakes but give me a bit of slack. I'd love comments and re-blogs also requests are open but NO smut.

Y/F/B = Your Favorite Band

Y/N = Your Name

F/B = Favorite Book

"I'm going out!" You called across the bunker, Dean, Cass, Sam and Jack were sitting in the library studying lore.

"Where?" Dean questioned, you were Jack's girlfriend not his daughter but he still acted like it.

"Out." You responded vaguely, you were actually going to a concert. It didn't take place till about 10 pm though and it was only 6 pm so you figured you'd explore Kansas a bit.

"Like hell!" Honestly Dean was way overprotective. You sighed, you were going tonight no matter what. It was Y/F/B and you were going to see them.

"Dean she is 18." Cas tried knowing how bad you needed to leave the bunker. You'd been cooped up for weeks now since he wouldn't let you hunt. Honestly it was stupid, you were on your first hunt when you met them for crying out loud.

"Too bad Cas." Dean quipped. You groaned.

"I've been cooped up for months! I need this Dean!" Dean gave you his resting bitch face. Sam seemed to be pointedly staying out of the argument.

"Too bad sweetheart." You groaned but knew there was no arguing with Dean when he was in this mood. You decided you wait and sneak out later.

"Fine!" You growled. Everyone looked at you shocked, it was unlike you too give up so easily.

"Fine?" Dean asked.

"Fine." You repeated you could see Cas trying to see if your ok or if something else is going on. You found a chair and sat down with your favorite book.

"What are you reading Y/N?" Jack stuck his head over you shoulder. You smiled, the Nephilim always managed to make you smile.

"I'm reading F/B." placing you book down you stood up and kissed Jack's cheek. "You want a Coke?" The Nephilim shrugged.

"Never really tried one." He admitted sheepishly. You just chuckled and handed Jack one of the bright, scarlet-red cans. He cracked his open easily but you struggled, your hands shaking slightly from nerves because of what your gonna do later. Seeing this Jack took the can and opened it for you. "Thanks Jack." You said.

"Of course Darling." Damn that boy was so sweet.

"Want to listen to some music and read a book?" You suggested smiling at your boyfriend. "I'm pretty sure you'd like Percy Jackson, there's a copy in my bag." You simply enjoyed spending time with Jack, he never judged you.

"Sure." He agree softly. You nodded and went to grab the book from your room.

"Is she ok?" Cas asked Jack confused why you were acting so strange.

"I believe so. Yes. Just sad." Jack replied just as you walked in with your phone and Percy Jackson: The Lightning Thief.

Later on that night you were sleeping in you room which was right next to Jack's. It was about 9pm and you knew you'd need time to walk there. Sighing you kept to the shadows and slipped out the front door of the bunker. You made it about 200 meters before you heard a voice behind you.

"Why'd you leave the bunker? What are doing? Can I join you?" You let out the breath you were holding, it was only Jack. You silently laughed at yourself, you were scared by Jack of all people.

"I'm going to a concert, the same band we were listening to on my phone. Dean wouldn't let me leave so I snuck out. Sure you join me Jack, it's after dark and what better company then a Nephilim." You smiled and grabbed Jack's hand pulling him with you.

"Where is it? I can just fly us there." You were going to walk but he seemed so proud, you knew he'd only recently learnt how to teleport more than just himself.

"Sure. It's about 2 miles that way." You pointed to the road and Jack nodded. Jack nodded and pulled you too him, next thing you knew you were slightly green and the two of you were just out side the concert.

Knowing he'd never been to a concert before you began explaining things to Jack. You pointed to a booth on your left, "That's were you by tickets." As we walked over you pointed to the stage, "that's where the singers are, I like sitting further back as it gets loud."

You walked to the cashier. "Tickets for 2 please." He nodded.

You handed the man $200, ticket plus tip. "Why did you give them extra money?" Jack asked, you should've known he wouldn't know what tipping is.

"It's called tipping, they take the extra money for themselves. Some jobs don't pay very well Jack." You did your best to explain but obviously didn't get your point across quite right.

After the concert you glanced at Jack "Did you have fun?" you asked curious. He was beaming from ear to ear.

"Very much, thankyou." Jack replied obvious joy in his voice. "I'll take us home now." You nodded my smile just as large. Taking Jack's hand you were suddenly back in the bunker, it didn't effect you as much as earlier.

After a few seconds you realized the lights were on.

"Balls!" You grumbled. You should've known this'd happen as it was as it was about 2am.

"Y/N!" Dean came into the library fuming. You glanced at Jack. "Jack?" He asked almost disbelieving he was in on this.

You and Jack looked at each other. "Uh oh." You murmured in unison.

"Run." You whispered, Jack nodded and you took off in opposite directions.

"You have got to be kidding!" you heard Dean yell, let's just say you didn't dare stop.

Masterlist

@graceloveswolves

[blazingsaza]

Becoming "Mother of Succulents" Day 34:

First of all,

My roster is growing, LESSGOOOO!!!

Since the last time i've posted these, i've bought more succulents in batches. I tried to bring home the adult ones too just to compare since all i've bought were babies (with roots).

TIPS FOR FELLOW BEGGINERS: if you live somewhere hot and humid and you wanna take home a succulent that's been living it's life in nursery where it's cool and breezy,

DO NOT GET THE ADULT ONES! These plants have been pampered and living their best life in the nursery. So when you take them to the real world, they're prone to get stressed, sunburned and eventually ded.

It is better to care the smaller ones because they didn't spend their time long enough in the nursery, so it's easier for them to get acclimated in new environments.

Second, I hate to be the bearer of the bad news, i killed both Echeveria Lola (it rotted 😭) and String of Pearls (apparently i didn't know how to care string plants 🥲).

We're down to 2 in this pot. Sadge😭

Also, Topsyturvy is in a bad shape. (I didn't take pictures of her when she was at her lowest unfortunately)

I'm not exactly sure what was the cause of Turvy's deteriorating health, her leafs are getting yellow and just kept shrivelling, prunning, getting smaller and smaller. My research didn't really answer my questions either, but it gave me solution. I gave her an NPK succulent fertilizer, succulent booster and Liquinox B1 vitamins once a week. So my guess, she was both dehydrated and stressed.

After 3 weeks, she grew some healthier roots. Her colors are also returning and produce more farina. She's not 100% recovered yet but she is getting better 🤲📿

To my surprise, portulaca seems to be thriving! LESSGOOOOO!!

They seems to be more resilient, so i bought another one LOL

And now for the wild card: i went to a nearby mall. As it turns out, they're having a bazar. As far as i can see, they only sold clothings, jewelries and some other knick knacks.

So COLOR ME SURPRISE WHEN I FOUND A BONSAI TENNANT!

Of course i bought one 🤣

This is my Micro Cherry Blossom that allegedly will flower for twice a year

What i've learnt from tending these plants:

My dumbass always thought that plants needs sunlight to photosynthesis, therefore the more sunlight the better.

Wrong.

It doesn't matter what type of plants that i'm having, if the sunlight is too hot then direct light will most likely be burning my plants. Best direct sunlight for my plants would be from 6am - 9am MAX. Any later than that, it'll burn the plants. ESPECIALLY since i'm living in a tropical country. So usually, i'd move them inside until the sun doesn't scorch my porch anymore.

There's also the matter of watering. My bonsai can be watered once a day everyday but my succulents? They need to be neglected for a while. "For how long tho?" Is the question i asked the internet. Most answers "every 2 weeks". But those answers came from ppl who lives in 4 season countries and I ASSUME it's not as hot as where i am. I tried to water them after 2 weeks and Topsyturvy paid the price 😭. I also noticed my Jade's leafs gotten rrreeeaaallly soft and turning yellow after a week. So instead, i watered them once a week and give them the nutritions they need every 2 weeks.

Welp- that's all the updates regarding plants. I apologize for the lack of art contents. I am very much stressed out bcs of my upcoming wedding preparations and it affected my creative juices. These plants soothes me a lot, so i hope y'all don't mind 🙏

More plant updates and (hopefully) artworks, anon!

[saemi-the-dreamer]

For the ask meme, Emma /Knightley from Jane Austen's Emma or you'd rather/ if you haven't read Emma, Elinor/Edward from Sense and Sensibility) and Damon Gant/Manfred von Karma from Ace Attorney?

Thanks for asking! 💕

Emma /Knightley

Ship It? Yes!

What made you ship it?

I admit that I wasn't especially rooting/shipping them while I read the book the first time, even if I didn't hate it! I was re-reading it after watching the 1996 series (that and the 1996 TV movie are the only adaptations I've watched entirely) and the ship seemed more natural years later. It's been a while, so I'm sorry for not being able to go into too much detail. Still, something I really love about how these two are portrayed is how the two can be honest and call each other out when needed (thinking about the "Badly done, Emma!" scene) without having the other overreacting or turning into a huge, unnecessary drama, on the contrary, they stop and think about their own behaviour. It's so important, especially in Emma, the heroine gets a pass for a good half of the story, nobody except Knightley argues with her, so for all this time she doesn't take him as seriously as she should, and is even smug when she sees that Harriet followed her advice whereas Robert didn't listen to Knightley's (which wasn't even the point of Knightley's frustration btw).

I guess that I like the dynamic where an overconfident character gets paired up with another who doesn't hesitate to call them on their bullshit, and who is their equal? xD Plus, I recall that Knightley's confession was very poignant... I need to re-read it!!

What are your favourite things about the ship?

Since Emma is not my favourite Jane Austen story, and I only learnt to really appreciate it later and I require re-read it, I can't say for sure. I'd say that I really like how the two have known each other forever - literally, Knightley held Emma in his arms when she was a baby! Talk about a "slow burn"! It's interesting to imagine how the two went through so many stages of life together, saw each other grow and mature, how the way they looked at one another shifted, and how their feelings changed and they could hardly help it. There's something quite natural in this that I like.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

The age gap isn't that bad, especially in context! Or more unpopular I guess: the story didn't need to be "modernised" for today's audience (looking at the 2020 adaptation). For fuck's sake, can't people just accept that things were different back then?! And still be able to say "I'm letting it slide because of context, it's fictional and it works here (❤️) but I wouldn't accept it in real life.". I don't like that they made Knightley younger, and changed the dynamic with Emma that much (from what I've seen), it was unnecessary and just to cater to some holier-than-thous. They could have kept an older Knightley and added some scenes to show his softer, more vulnerable side.

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Gant/Manfred

Ship It? Yes!

What made you ship it?

The fandom made me! 😂

After finishing the first Ace Attorney (the version with "Rise from the Ashes" of course) I went and browsed the internet to find some art and fanfics, and then I discovered the Kink Meme. It's there that I've stumbled upon the pairing. There was also some pretty fanart of them, younger, investigating together. I started to really like the idea of them being both old colleagues (and lovers, having a torrid affair in Gant's office 🤣).

What are your favourite things about the ship?

The potential for two dynamics:

A) an "evil" power couple, with the two just being unapologetic, ambitious, ruthless men. And these two keep bickering like an old couple, and it's a mess of arguments and make-up sex, the two manically laughing as they tempered evidence, etc. (okay, I know I'm going overbroad here, I'm kidding! xD )

B) "We're both disillusioned by a corrupted system, at first we really wanted to make it honestly, then we started getting our hands dirty and now we can't go back or stop. We're colleagues, partners in crime, weird friends... sometimes lovers. We're both messed up, but we don't care anymore, as long as we achieve our goals and have each other."

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Since I mostly low-key ship them and haven't found that many stories about them, I don't think I have one? Otherwise, it's more an unpopular opinion about each one of them, not the pairing?

I'd say that I don't believe either of them ever sexually harassed or "seduced" Miles......................... 😒

[bidisaster-peanut-romano]

so uuuh. some headcanons abt lola because we can never have enough of them

everything she knows about womanhood and love, she learned from her mother.

her father is violent and imposing, very proud and convinced about "being one of the last real men"

her mother often reminds lola of how beautiful she was when she was younger, before he got married and gave birth

(see lola's voiceline "i'm so old, my life is almost over!")

she also learnt from her mother that love means it doesn't matter how bad they treat you, you have to stay

but she also learnt that being in a relationship will always be about a man dictating a woman's life and having all the power over her, which. she didn't like one bit

especially when she reached high school (she wasn't at bullworth in her freshman year) and she saw some of her girl schoolmates

so, since she also knew for sure that men always want one thing from women (do we really need to say what that thing is?), she used the only power she thought women really have to gain control of her surroundings, as long as she is still young and beautiful enough

on one side, she adores the way johnny adores her, puts her on a pedestal, takes care of her in wall they ways she can't of herself

and sometimes it's also cute that he hits and fights any other guy who goes as far as laying his eyes on her one second too long

but she hates how he questions her every move and how he wants to know about all of her friends and about where she is all the time - it feels a bit too close to that power dynamic she was trying to avoid the whole time

but at the same time. they can't leave. she is no quitter and neither is johnny. so she tries to grab his attention and let him see - do you see how easily you could lose me? do you see how much i have the power to drive you crazy if i just want to?

very very unhealthy and purposefully destructive if you ask me. but that's what we do around here innit

in general she doesn't trust men. just- no.

there's only one human being who belongs in the masculine area of the gender spectrum whom she trusts from her heart, him being peanut.

i know i mentioned it before, but the way she genuinely cares about him goes beyond comprehension

she does do a couple tricks on him from time to time; after all, she's still lola lombardi. plus peanut is a disaster in love, so making eyes at him only to pretend not knowing what he's talking about later is still amusing

but she really confides him everything. all of her fears and the moments when the emptiness she feels inside grows deeper, those rare times when she really cries; it's peanut that she calls.

they will meet up in the middle of the night just to run around the city together and ease their minds and just. smile a bit you know

the rumor that lefty spreads about her wanting to join a nunnery after high school. she meant it ironically. she just wanted to say that boys are so fucking annoying and oh god i might as well become a nun. SHE WASN'T SERIOUS. but lefty loooves to spread stupid and/or false rumors for the fun of it so she should've expected it

she only really has a good relationship with lefty, who is too chill to question his morals just chatting with someone, and vance, with whom she has a sort of understanding, compatibility you might say

ricky, hal and above everyone else lucky have a deep distrust towards her that, especially for the latter, turn into a more or less visible hostility

not that she cares really. she'll just mirror their attitude towards her or whatever

although she has a special reciprocal resentment with norton, which often turns into an intellectual fight about media analysis

mostly, it's a "she giggles and bats her eyelashes but she's really a devil in disguise" vs "he acts all tough and strong but he's really just a wimp" kind of dislike

she listens to lana del rey (or she would if the time was right. you get what i mean)

(also. electra heart by marina full album.mp3 playing in the background)

she starts studying ancient greek during her senior year

during the summer break galloway suggested her an edition of euripides' tragedies because he saw her so interested when they studied the iliad

at first she was like "thanks sir but no sir, i can choose my books for myself", but then she did check it out

the pipeline from there to repeating the alphabet every day before going to bed is short

(also she dived deeper into greek tragedy and she fell so deeply for clytemnestra)

she's scarily good at putting her makeup on. and by good i mean drawing her eyeliner while standing in a moving bus

i think it's implied in game (johnny's fighting audio “once i'm finished with you i'm gonna go home to lola”) but i'll say it here anyway: lola basically left her childhood home (not that her parents cared particularly) and lives with johnny

she used to go very much along with zoe

she did think she was a bit exaggerating about social issues and kinda mocked her for it, telling her she was her "queer feminist friend or whatever" (her words) but she did have some good times with her

it was heartbreaking when she left, and especially knowing the reason why; it was exactly the demonstration of what she always believed, that this world is naturally hostile to women and girls and justice is never the one on their side

not interested in motors but she loves the 50s aesthetics and fashion. even before she started wearing leather she used to have one of those swing skirts as school uniform

idolizes marilyn monroe and vivian leigh in particular

[hoztthespunkieball]

The Court of Thorns and Roses: Chapter 4 Recap (Spoilers)

This is when the story gets really good. It's the moment Feyre goes on an adventure and leaves her family behind.

My takes:

The beast (Fae) is looking for the one who killed the wolf, as it turns out they were friends and it was a Fae in a wolf form. You know, the one Feyre gutted and sold to the Big Muscle Mommy? Yeah, that's the one.

Nesta and Elain are rightfully terrified, because they are pussies whom never learnt how to fight and relied on Feyre's survival skills their entire lives. *Alexa play Bad Idea by Girl in Red.*

The father firstly is like 'Fuck dude, what do I do?'. But then when Feyre confesses to killing the wolf he finally decides to grow a pair and bravely says 'It's me you're looking for. I killed the wolf.' The beast looks at him, then at his crippled leg, then back at him and shots him a side- eye before turning back to Feyre.

The beast gives Feyre two options: 1. She'll be brutally gutted right here, right now. And 2. Feyre will go with the beast to the Fae land and face the High Fae Court for her crime. If she survives then she can live there with the beast.

Confused Feyre asks the beast why he showed her mercy, he didn't reply. Which is an important later on, because Fae can NOT lie. They are obligated to tell the truth, however they are allowed to choose how much information they reveal, because apparently not sharing information is not the same as lying. (It's an opinion for sure.)

Feyre is understandably confused as fuck and not sure what to do. If she goes her family will survive, but she has no idea what is going to happen to her, she can not trust the beast that just tried to kill her. OR she can die right here and now in front of her family.

During her existential crisis her father chimes in and offers the beast money in exchange for his daughter's life. The beast politely asks 'How much is your daughter's life worth according to you then?' And he couldn't answer his question. He would have to borrow money from other people and spend the rest of his lifetime paying off his debt. Alternatively he could name a low price he could pay, inevitably insulting Feyre. So he did the next best thing (according to him). He very dramatically grabbed Feyre and said 'Go my daughter, save yourself. And if you manage to escape never come back, live your life, be free.' Which basically translates to 'I don't want to see you being ripped to shreds right now, so go, so I can say that I gave you up in order to save you. Also, I told you not to come back because your chances of survival are lower than my self- esteem and not knowing how you're doing is better than having your death on my consciousness.'' Asshole.

Not having much choice Feyre agreed to go. Before she left though she told her fam that if they need help they should go to Isaac (the fuck buddy) since she taught him how to hunt one year prior. And told Nesta NOT to marry Tomas. His dad regularly practices MMA on his wife and their GROWN bitch ass sons never do anything about it. So, unless Nesta wants to become next Kenny (Southpark) she shouldn't marry this dude.

Then Feyre and the beast took off.

Once again, I love the pacing. The chapters are fairly short and easy to follow (I'm just kinda stupid sometimes). In chapter five some shit is about to go down.

[talesofsorrowandofruin]

I know I’m late to the party for this ask game, but in the spirit of Halloween, I simply couldn’t miss out! So…

Trick 👻 or Treat 🎃?

Happy Halloween! 🍬 Treat! Here's an excerpt from Houses Full of Deceit:

As he opened the door he looked automatically at Colman's bunk. It was empty. For one horrifying moment he contemplated the idea of an assassin on the loose, unsupervised, on a ship. It was especially disturbing when their first meeting had been under very similar circumstances, right after Colman committed murder. Then Colman poked his head round the half-open door, and Yo-han felt rather silly. "Don't open it too wide," Colman said, oblivious. His jaw was covered with shaving cream. "I don't need bruises too." Yo-han sidled through the door. Whoever had decided to place the sink behind it had clearly not thought that through. Colman continued shaving. Yo-han tried not to worry about an assassin wielding a razor. Where had he gotten the razor, anyway? It wasn't Yo-han's. His was still safely in his suitcase, which hadn't been opened. He could tell because it had a very fiddly lock and he was the only person who knew how to open it without breaking it. "I was thinking," Colman said, "what about your family? What if what's-his-name goes after them?" "I warned them before we left." He'd shown his stepmother the contents of the package to make sure she believed him. That had been possibly the only time in her life that Seo Hui-jae had been willing to listen to Yo-han. He was reasonably sure that nothing would happen in his absence. He didn't like his stepmother, but he pitied the criminal dumb enough to even think of harming her children. "And what about clothes?" "We can buy them in Yokohama." Which unfortunately meant that Colman would continue to look out-of-place everywhere for the next two days at least. "Food?" "Also in Yokohama." "Money?" "I have some in the Bank of America and the Bank of England." This wasn't the first time Yo-han had found himself taking an unexpected trip without time to bring money with him. He had learnt his lesson after a very uncomfortable week in Mongolia. Colman nodded, apparently satisfied. "Well, at least one of us has thought this through. There's just… one thing. That might be important." He suddenly became very interested in his reflection. "I know your opinion of my morals in one way." That was a funny way of saying "I kill people for money and you don't approve". "There's something else that… you might prefer to have your own room if you know." Colman wiped the shaving cream off and turned on the tap with a bad attempt at nonchalance. "I like men." Yo-han was about to make a sarcastic reply along the lines of, "If you did you wouldn't kill them!" Then his brain caught up with his ears. At about the same time Colman continued, "And women, too, but that's not so important right now. So." He cleared his throat. "I'm not interested in you personally, no offense, but I thought it'd be better to tell you. Than, than have you find out later and accuse me of lying." There was a story there. Not a pleasant one, from the sounds of it. Yo-han politely didn't pry. "Don't worry," he said. "I don't mind." He hoped that would be the end of the subject. Unfortunately it wasn't. "That reminds me!" Colman turned away from the sink with a disturbingly triumphant smirk. "I heard about one of your recent cases. It involved men like me. Someone called Eames, wasn't it? And his lover Lord Kirkpatrick?" Yo-han thought some very impolite things about the blabbermouth who had spread the uncensored version of that story abroad. How on earth had Colman heard about it when the police didn't know the real facts? "Lord Kilskeery. And how did you hear about that?" "Funny story, that. My most recent ex-lover was Mr. Eames' old friend. He used to have a crush on Kilskeery, in fact. He told me about the murder and your involvement. Something seemed fishy about the whole thing. Did you really not catch the killer?" "…I did." Colman grinned. "Was it Kilskeery?" "No." That wiped the grin off Colman's insufferable face. "It wasn't? But I was so sure!" "You were wrong," Yo-han said, and took great delight in how irritated Colman looked.

Adding HFOD's taglist: @lightgriffinsect, @oh-no-another-idea, @kittensartswriting, @akindofmagictoo (Let me know if you want to be added/removed!)

[inky2556]

Magix Ultra

Chapter 17

"Chiara?"

"Yes?" Said fairy answered, quickly covering up that her mind wandered off for a moment.

Contrary to the injuries she sustained, Chiara was thankfully able to recover at a faster rate after receiving treatment. While she was fine physically, she couldn't help the bad feeling that stuck with her. Which grew worse after finding out that Zero had been kidnapped by the darkclopses.

The new generation along with the UFZ took off to find him. Chiara wanted to come with but needed to stay in order to help figure out the current problem they were facing. And that was the stone statue ultras.The ultras that got turned to stone remained in the section of the city where Nera attacked.

The fairy easily determined that magic was at play. She could feel the evil magic in the area the statues were residing in from a mile way. Nera's dark and evil magic. Then, she discovered that a spell had been casted on them. It was a parasitic spell that drained a beings life force and spread to whoever came in contact with the infected.

At the very least, it doesn't completely drain the victims life force which would allow some room for healing. If they can figure out a way to get them back normal first. But it begs the question, why would Nera need so much ultra life force?

However, that could be answered later because now the main focus was to turn the statues back to ultras.

"If magic is involved then what would be the best course of action?" Hikari asked Chiara. Science and magic didn't really mix and all of Silver Cross and Science Bureau efforts had proven to be futile. Now the attention was on Chiara, as she was the only one to possess the literal magic power on their planet.

After wracking her brain, thinking back to all she's learnt and the challenges she faced with the winx, Chiara finally got an idea on how to break the spell. Without wasting anymore time, she stood before statues, at a safe distance, and yelled,

"Magic winx! Enchantix!"

In an instant, she was engulfed in light. Not a second later the light faded and revealed Chiara in her enchantix form. Which consists of a purple halter dress that reached just beneath her knees and dark blue transparent stockings with barefoot sandals that spiralled up her legs.

Her silver hair grew longer and was done in a braided half ponytail with long strands framing her face. The wings on her back were shimmering and had jewels hanging on the edges. Around her neck was a simple white silk choker necklace with a miniature bottle dangling in the middle.

Immediately, Chiara spread her wings and began flying above the statues. She then took off the miniature bottle from her chocker.

Chiara flew high above and spread her fairy dust on the statues. For a very small bottle,the glittering dust it held seemed to he endless.

"It's working." Said Mebius.

And truly, using her fairy dust gave positive results. The statues slowly but surely transformed back into ultras. Not only can the fairy dust break dark spell, it also has healing properties. Which helped replenish their life force all in one go.

After landing and dropping her transformation, Chiara looked over the sea of ultras who were previously stone statues. She was relieved to see that her fairy dust was successful.

"If you don't mind, can I have some of that dust for research?" The Chief Scientist asked her. Magic and science may not go well together but that didn't stop him from studying it.

"Sure. After we bring Zero home." Chiara answered as she once again transformed and said a quick good bye before taking to the skies to find and join the rest of her friends in the search for the missing ultra. ________________________________________

As she was on her way to the last coordinates Geed, Chiara ran into some unexpected trouble. About a dozen darkclopses standing between her and the planet where Geed said they were.

"Looks like I'm at the right place."

Both sides charged at each other at the same time. One fairy of light versus a bunch of darkclopses. All the robots came at her from all directions while she fired spells and swung her saber.

It came to a point where they had her completely surrounded. Knowing what was about to happen,she quickly encased herself in a crystal barrier. A moment later she would've been fried as the darkclopses realised full fire on her.

They continued firing at her while Chiara was trying to think of a way out of it. She closed her eyes to think. But everything suddenly became black...

•~•

Chiara found herself standing in a dark void resembling the dark killer zone. Suddenly, the sound of a familiar beeping noise rang in her ears. She followed the sound and saw Zero not too far away from her.

Straight away she ran over to him. The ultra was on his knees with his head down. There was no light in his erium lamp and eyes. His color lamp beeped rapidly before coming to a stop.

"No..." she muttered when she saw the bodies of her friends around him.Then his color lamped beeped rapidly before finally coming to a stop. And it wasn't lighting up anymore.

"Zero!" The fairy cried with tears in her eyes as the ultra and everyone else started to slowly fade away into golden dust. Chiara fell to her knees and sobbed. Everyone... they can't be...

Though her sadness was short lived when fear all of a sudden filled her heart. Slowly, she lifted her head and in the place where Zero vanished, was Zero. A darker and more frightful version of him than the ones they encountered before.

•~•

Chiara's eyes snapped opened and she was in her barrier again while the darkclopses still attacking her from the outside. There were tears in her eyes as the thing she saw and felt lingered.

Her friends...were they....?

No! Not on her watch!

She willed herself to collect her magic as fast as she could. Then the barrier came down and she let out a burst of power that took out all the darkclopses around her.

Without wasting anymore time, Chiara made a mad dash towards the planet, hoping that what she saw didn't come true.

'Please be safe' _______________________________________

"You need to snap outta it!" Geed yelled only to get struck with a flying black slugger.

"Oi Zero boy! Yer really gonna let another bad guy possess ya like that? Get a hold of yourself!"

"You once lost your heart to darkness yet you were still able to fight back and save all of us. We know you can do it again...we believe in you, Ultraman Zero!"

Unfortunately, their words didn't get through to him as the dark Zero continued on with his onslaught. They all combined their strengths to fight him but it wasn't enough. It was like he was toying with them.

All of a sudden, the dark ultra blasted them with a wave of dark energy. But before it struck them, a ball of light shot down from above and deflected it.

"Chiara!"

They were all surprised and relieved to see their fairy friend. She however, was shocked to see the dark ultra. He looked like the one she saw in her vision. And what she saw now or rather what she didn't see, made her more distressed than she already was.

Zero...he couldn't be...

The dark Zero suddenly began laughing. It started low and escalated to a howl.

"She was right. It really is you! I'd recognise that wretched light anywhere." Said the dark Zero. Seeing how guarded and confused she looked, he continued,

"After all these eons, don't tell you've forgotten me. I'm...Armadus."

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[drstonetrivia]

Chapter 195 Trivia (Part 2)

(Previous part)

Suika was really scanning the ground hard, I guess she still can't see very well or very far even with the fragments of her glasses. At least, I assume that's what the close-set footprints here are meant to show.

It was a good thing that Luna threw that bottle, because otherwise Suika would have had no chance of finding them. If Luna'd thrown anything else, it might've gotten washed/blown away or ripped apart by hungry animals, but there's nothing interested in messing with nital.

Suika found and returned the cloaks Hyoga and Tsukasa threw off themselves before the fight. I guess it was pretty smart since they're now not full of bullet holes like everyone else's?

Tsukasa also got petrified in a bent position so I'm not sure how he's standing upright now.

Chelsea's obviously been labelling her maps in English, but also seems to have added little pictures to help the others understand if needed.

I doubt Suika's learnt English, but she should at least know how to write hiragana from Ukyo's lessons in chp. 99.

In case the concept of Suika being all alone didn't hurt bad enough, consider the parallels between her and Senku+Byakuya. Or Hyoga and his spear technique. Or basically any part of this story, because humanity survives on its memories.

They'll meet again. It'll be fine. Both Suika and Senku have said it now.

Not that this hurts any less after the previous parallel where Senku can't see Byakuya again…

Between this chapter and the previous one, Suika seems to be closely following what happened to Senku. Starting from the most obvious parallels, Suika introduces herself to a bunch of monkeys after acquiring clothing, food and shelter.

Back in chapter 13, Senku's priorities were tools, rope and fire, but Suika's already got those. So the next ones were food, clothing and shelter.

Also notice that the original chp. 13 panel was partially redrawn in 194 (a piece of trivia I forgot to add to the other thread…)

Suika and Senku's next priorities were reviving others, except neither of them could (not knowing how to depetrify vs missing revival fluid).

Skip a little, and we have them repurposing other things to help cart Kohaku around.

This isn't chronological, but Suika also smokes the fish like they do in chapter 4!

Then we have Suika splashing around in a river again, but this time for fish rather than iron.

With Suika ready to explore and then finding Chelsea's map later, this could be the Age of Exploration arc, but sped up and simplified.

The final parallel we have is for Treasure Island, where we have the nitric acid setup potentially back in play, along with Suika/Senku being alone again.

Except Suika is actually alone and Ruri's not going to call her. :(

I don't know if Suika simply considers them as untrustworthy Americans for some reason, but Suika doesn't mention Carlos nor Max at all, despite them technically being on the Kingdom of Science side.

Where are they!?

[absainte]

the worst thing about missing people is how you suddenly get excited by something and know it would be interesting to someone. for a second you can't remember they're not here anymore and it makes you smile until you recall that they are gone. you'll never tell them this or anything else. you'll never look at things they liked or you both did without pain eating you alive. you'll hope against hope that this is a nightmare you will wake up from they will be there calling you stupid for it.

how do people live without air? is there a point to a life when it is not reflected in other people? how to feel alive when all of your organs are metaphorically missing and you are lying forgotten in a shallow grave without anyone even realising you are gone at all?

i like the lyrics from this (link) song - how do you become someone who is missed?

depressed musings are me today as i stored away all the unsaid jokes and uncovered topics and they come and go every hour.

somedays i like sitting in my bathtub in the darkness and begging to be saved, because i lost all of my strength so long ago and i cannot dig my way out of this proverbial grave. whenever i try to empty my head - i remember a smile, a word, a glimpse and realise that my whole world is gone. so i hide from my own darkness, because until i have a scrap of hope - i'll keep crawling forward on the ground even if it costs me all of my health and sanity. they are worthless when you are already dead.

there was a film, based on a book and it was called 'white oleander' - it was about a teenage girl whose mum killed her own abusive boyfriend but the mother also happened to be a controlling megalomaniac who loved her fame in prison while her daughter had to go from one bad foster family to the other one. one of the closing lines in the film was 'i see my life as a series of goodbyes' and it was accompanied by a visual of a row of suitcases with dioramas of her life with each foster family (she was an artist and made those).

that is how my life goes - i ran out of people to tell me goodbye and probably only one friend did not purely because i never ran into her in recent times. i lost everyone that i was closest too and the worst of it is that everyone is fine and dandy without me. i'm not even sure why they kept me around in the first place - you don't get over losing people, so how come some do? then again, i'm not sure that i want to be that person again - aloof, closed off, cynical and machiavellian. it was an act i had going on for a long time just to survive my mum's relatives thinking i was a rock they tripped on. and even with this - i miss them too.

it was easier when i was younger as i still had people in my life but the more left, the harder it became. i never learnt how to not lose them either - if there was a situation that caused it - usually it was my fault and usually it was fixable but nobody let me try. i like reading random forums about warring families or bitter and jaded exes who later all hug and kiss it out - the mechanism if that evades me. my solution was not to make mistakes but i'm as human as everyone and they happen and will happen. it haunts me - each time i make up scenarios in my head at how to fix this or that but i might be an air raid siren and nobody would hear me.

all that i can do is sit in the shadows and make sure that my loved ones are safe. if i'm a shitty human being, then i'll be one without anyone around for me to hurt, because despite lacking comprehension of this - it is my fault as it is just ... everyone (besides my mum but we share personalities in a way) ... and strength is in numbers. maybe one day i'll crack the code and become the best person to ever person and everyone will come back? i'll choose to believe that as if i have to trust in anything - i naively will trust that friendship and love will always win in the end.

thank you for tuning into my depressing rant of the day sponsored by gloomy weather. i should just move to my bathtub and make a damn nest inside of it - i'll be miserable in comfort at least!