#also happy ‘we fell in love in october’ month

[littleprinceabdullah]

"Born into Hope Amidst Destruction: Abdullah's Journey from Gaza"

Hello, I am little prince Abdullah, and I am a six-month-old baby from Gaza. I was born into extremely difficult circumstances amidst war and destruction. Let me tell you my story from the beginning.

Daddy, Mahmoud, is a young dentist, 25 years old. Mom, Abeer, is also a dentist, and they were eagerly awaiting my arrival (their little prince as they called me), dreaming of a bright future for me.

My parents got married and moved into a new home, spending two joyful months there before everything changed drastically on October 7, 2023, when the war in Gaza began. Our home, and the clinic were all destroyed in an instant. They had to flee with only a few clothes, having nowhere else to go. The place that was supposed to be filled with love and laughter turned into rubble and ash.

Mom endured her pregnancy amidst the war, without enough food, water, or medicine. As I grew inside her, I could feel the stress and fear that surrounded us. Mom often went without proper nourishment, sacrificing her own well-being to ensure that I had a chance to come into this world. Every night, she would cradle her belly, whispering prayers and promises of a better life, even as bombs fell around us. She dreamed of holding me in a safe place, free from the horrors of war, where I could grow up surrounded by love and peace.

Despite the chaos, dad and mom clung to the hope that I would be a symbol of a brighter future. They imagined my first smile, my first tooth, my first steps, my first words, and the joy of seeing me grow up in a home filled with laughter. But the reality was far from those dreams. Mom faced countless sleepless nights, worrying if she could bring me safely into a world that seemed determined to tear us apart.

When the time came for me to be born (6th, Apr.2024), there were no hospitals with clean beds, no doctors ready to ensure my safe arrival. My parents faced this moment with courage and a deep, unyielding love, praying that I would be born healthy despite the dire conditions. Each day inside my mom's womb, I felt her love and fear. I heard her heart beat fast when explosions echoed nearby, and I felt her tears when she thought about the uncertain future we faced. She whispered to me that I was her miracle, her reason to keep fighting, and she promised to do everything in her power to give me a life worth living.

Now that I am six months old, my parents continue to face immense challenges. I have spent my first six months of life in a world of uncertainty and hardship. There are days when my parents struggle to find enough food and clean water for us. They do their best to keep me safe and healthy, but the lack of proper medical care and basic necessities makes every day a battle.

My parents' love and determination are unwavering. They look at me with a mix of love and desperation, knowing they are unable to provide the comfort and security every baby deserves. Each day is a struggle for survival, and the joy of my birth is constantly overshadowed by fear and uncertainty. They dream of a world where I can play safely, have a warm bed to sleep in, and grow up healthy and happy. Instead, they face the harsh reality of war, where every moment is filled with anxiety and the haunting thought of what tomorrow might bring. Their only wish is to see me smile, free from the burdens that weigh so heavily on their hearts.

Here is daddy's account telling his own story: @mah99moud

The pressures and burdens on our family continue to grow, so my parents decided to turn to the GoFundMe platform, seeking help from kind-hearted people around the world.

Your generosity can turn our darkest days into a beacon of hope. Please consider helping us rebuild our lives and give me a chance to experience the childhood every child deserves, and help my parents rebuild their lives. Please, help us restore hope for a better tomorrow and give me a chance to grow up in a world where dreams are possible, not destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in our lives.

Thank you for your kindness and generosity.

[pxme-granate]

HAPPY MOGTOBER?!?!

[joyousneptune]

OFFICIALLY AUTUMN SO WE’RE BACK INTO THE PUNISHER, EVERMORE, FAITH IN THE FUTURE, THE RECORD, UNREAL UNEARTH TIME OF YEAR WOOHOOOOOOO

[conjectureand-gloom]

i wanna start a tag game so: let your spotify predict your 2024!

shuffle your on repeat playlist, and the first twelve songs represent your 2024

january- guns and ships- hamilton (idek what this could represent but okay)

february- we fell in love in october- girl in red (PLEASE)

march- say no to this- hamilton (…i have nothing to say about this)

april- castles crumbling- taylor swift ft hayley williams (damnit sad month then?)

may- you’re losing me- taylor swift (FUCK TWO SAD MONTHS?? breakup songs are even worse now that im actually in a relationship. please. better not be accurate)

june- astronomy- conan gray (please stop why am i having so many sad songs)

july- stoned- ed sheeran (oh fuck this)

august- new year’s day- taylor swift (hm okay. idk what to say about this)

september- heather- conan gray (i consider heather to be a happy song AND it’s mine and my partners song so i’m taking this as a good one)

october- 18- one direction (yessss we’re going okay now)

november- king of my heart- taylor swift (YESSS)

december- all too well (ten minute version)- taylor swift (i take it back ugh)

no pressure tags!!- @autumnleavesforwinter @weeping-in-the-willows @swiftieannah @felizusnavidad @jittyjames @anixknowsnothin (please help me get this off the ground, but also if this flops you saw nothing)

[fumiyami]

TOKOYAMA (Tokoyami x Aoyama) HEADCANONS

1. Yuga supplies Fumikage (and dark shadow) with endless shiny items to keep the silly birds happy

2. they became official friends when Fumikage went to comfort him after Yuga has a bad day or is in a bad mood due to something which I WONT MENTION FOR MY SANITY. :((

3. Fumi likes to sleep in Yuga’s room since he knows that dark shadow won’t go wild in there due to it being super bright

4. Yuga does Fumi’s nails

5. dark shadow has tried to preen Yuga’s hair on several occasions

6. Yuga first became close to dark shadow secretly so that he could in turn be in Fumi’s good book

7. both LOVE horror movies (which people find to be surprising in Yuga’s case) and watch one horror movie a day in the month of October leading up to Fumi’s favourite on his birthday (October 30th)

8. pet names are a big thing!! I wanna think Fumikage calls Yuga something like “my love” and Yuga calls Fumi cute french couple names (which Fumi always looks up on google translate later)

9. speaking about French!! Fumi learns a bunch of French phrases and surprises Yuga with them on his birthday

10. their quirks are perfect since dark shadow, despite also being afraid of it, likes naval laser (shiny thing!!) but it can also calm dark shadow down when they get too wild or berserk

11. both have the favourite colour purple!! (different shades but still purple!!)

12. both artists!!

13. I don’t know if I fully headcanon this one but!! yuga kinda admires pro hero hawks (this idea came to me from seeing how his red goggle things on his hero costume look like hawks’s wings) and Fumikage is hawks’s favourite teenager ever so they’ve met each other before!!

14. they try on each other clothes despite having completely opposite aesthetics

15. they got together because Mina and hagakure convinced the whole of 1A that they’d be cute together so nearly everyone tried getting them together

16. Fumikage definitely fell first due to Yuga being a shiny thing and his silly little bird brain being attracting to shiny things

17. fumikage, before they started dating, would have to stop himself from accidentally staring at yuga

18. Yuga is the only one in class 1A who is allowed to be in Fumi’s room whenever he wants (Fumi gets territorial if it’s anyone else)

19. Yuga was the first person in 1A who ever saw Fumikage smile with his teeth willingly (there was a part somewhere that wasn’t in the anime that got Fumi to laugh using Miss jokes quirk and we saw him smile with teeth then but that wasn’t his doing😢😢)

20. fumikage gives Yuga cool crystals and stuff (kinda like penguins giving out rocks!!)

21. yuga was put in charge of organising a secret halloween themed birthday party for fumi with the rest of the class

22. nightly movie nights

[rekino2114]

Watching Horror movies with Veronika grebenshchikova

Halloween post #1

Pairings:Veronika grebenshchikova x gn reader.

Summary:Halloween with Veronika is always a terrifying time for every hope's peak student. Except for you, of course, for you, it's an opportunity to watch some scary movies while cuddled up to your horror obsessed girlfriend

TW:There is a bit of talk about self-harm, but nothing explicit

A/n:Come on, we all knew she was gonna be the first girl I was gonna do a Halloween post about. She has horror running through her veins. Since I didn't post the schedule, I guess you can try and guess the other girls if you want. I hope you like this and happy spooky month

Veronika treats Halloween like Christmas.

She counts down the days until the 31st by crossing the dates on her calendar and has a big red circle on the date, as if she needed a reminder.

She also decorates not just her own dorm or yours but literally the entire school. You help her too, but it's really impressive that just you two can decorate the entirety of Hope's peak in like a week.

But that causes problems for basically everyone that isn't you two, Arturo especially, who has to remind everyone that he is not an actual doctor when whit tells him that Charles fainted from seeing fake blood or when Xander brings him a knocked out teruko saying that a decoration fell on her.

But what she really looks forward to every year is doing a movie marathon with you. While she watches horror movies literally every day and often with you at her side, doing it during october feels special.

Right now, Veronika had just texted you that she finished preparations for movie night at her dorm and asked you to come over, so there you were now knocking on her door which you recognized not only because of the name tag and portrait but also because of the cobwebs and plastic spider she put on it

The moment she opened the door and saw you, Veronika immediately tackled you into in a hug

"Thanks for coming darling"

"Of course, i wouldn't miss this for the world"

She let you go and smiled brightly, and then you followed her into the room, which was even more decorated than you thought, full of lamps in the shape of pumpkins, bats and spider decorations hanging from the ceiling and fake blood poured all over the floor.

But what caught your attention the most was the table set up in front of the couch. It had all sorts of snacks like popcorn and chips, but especially pastries like cupcakes with eyeballs on them, cookies that looked like realistic hearts, and many others, there was even a jug of red juice in the center that looked like blood

"Let's get comfy on the couch ok?"

You nodded and did as she said. She quickly followed and put the blanket over you as she picked up the remote and turned to you

"So I recorded 31 horror movies for us to watch every day until Halloween. It'll be like an advent calendar"

"Oh that's a great idea babe"

"Thanks....I...actually thought to watch them all on the 31st at first, but then I realized that would have been more than 40 hours eheh...anyway what do you wanna watch first?"

You giggled at her admission

"How about the first scream? It's a classic, and we can continue watching the series the next days"

"Great choice my love"

She put on the movie and snugged closer to you

"Are you hungry? I have everything you could possibly want"

"Oh, thanks, yeah, I guess I kinda am"

"Great, don't move a muscle"

She grabbed a pastry and held it to your mouth

"Come on, Darling, open your mouth"

"D-do, you really have to feed me?"

"Of course isn't it so romantic?"

"......I guess"

You opened your mouth, and she fed you the sweet it tasted delicious, but a lot of red jam got stuck to your lips

"Oh, thanks, but I'm a bit dirty now. Do you have a towel?"

"Don't worry I can fix that"

She immediately kissed you passionately and licked all of the jam away. You kissed back for a few seconds before she pulled back

"If you wanted a kiss you could have just asked me"

"Maybe, but this is more fun. Licking the jam from off your lips made me feel like I was kissing a vampire or someone who just killed a person"

You sighed slightly but giggled again

"Let's just continue watching the movie"

Veronika nodded and focused back on the screen before putting her head on your shoulder. You felt so warm and comfortable. You made her feel happy

When she was with you, she didn't feel anything negative. She didn't feel like a weirdo or a freak. She truly felt loved and understood. but most importantly, she didn't feel the need to hurt herself. Her scars were still under her sleeves, but she didn't even think about them. She never had since starting to date you. She had so much fun with you, so she didn't need to do anything else.

"I love you so much, darling."

"I love you too vero"

[moths-and-crows]

HAPPY OCTOBER FIRST!!!!!!!

I consider October the gayest month, it has those vibes

it's also LGBTQIA+ History Month and has many queer days (Lesbian Day, Pronouns Day, Intersex Awareness day, Asexual Awareness Week, and Coming Out Day)

and ofc

🎵we fell in love in october🎵

[weemssapphic]

What about Larissa taking the reader to a pumpkin patch and they just have fun all day and get apple cider and pumpkin spice donuts!! And then they get home and put on a horror flic, and the reader swears they aren’t scared but they can’t fool Larissa at all, so she puts something else on? 😋😋I thought it was such a good idea and I would have done something like this myself but you are such a talented writer, I would love to see something like this from you!

A/N: Hello hello! Thank you so so much 🥺 that is very sweet. I thought this would be appropriate for October so I tried to get it done in a timely fashion. I really hope you enjoy 🥺 also... happy Friday the 13th! 👻

we fell in love in october

Larissa Weems x f!reader

Larissa takes you on a sweet autumn date to a pumpkin patch - fluff ensues.

Words: ~2.9k | ao3 link in title

Leaves fell from the tree outside the window, hues of brown, deep red, muted orange coloring the evening sky in their descent. Blown away by a crisp breeze that carried the sounds of students laughing and chatting on their way inside for dinner as the sky slowly turned darker, dusk settling over Nevermore Academy.

The crackling of the fireplace and the clacking of Larissa’s keyboard served as background noise as you lounged on the couch in your girlfriend’s office, engrossed in your copy of Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. You and Larissa had been together for a few months now, and it had turned into an unspoken ritual that you would pop by after work more afternoons than not to keep Larissa company as she finished up her emails, before sharing a glass of wine and some takeout and basking in each other’s company.

Today was no different. Your ears perked up when you heard the tell-tale sound of Larissa’s laptop shutting, and you set your book aside as you heard her footsteps approach. Within moments she came into view, rounding the couch and placing two fingers under your chin to gently lift your head towards hers. Soft, warm lips pressed against your own, and you could feel her smile into the kiss as she soothed her tongue along the seam of your lips. You parted them to allow her to lick gently into your mouth, sighing as her tongue began to dance with yours, every movement languid and loving.

“Hello, darling. Thank you for waiting for me,” she whispered against your lips as the two of you parted for air - you would never tire of her dulcet tones, her voice like music to your ears.

“Hi,” you said with a grin, patting the space next to you. Larissa sat down and you immediately snuggled into her, allowing her to wrap her arms around your waist and rest her chin on your head. “You’re done with work?”

“I’m all yours,” Larissa replied with a chuckle, pressing her lips to your temple - it made you shiver.

“Mmh… Do you think you could be all mine on Friday as well?” You bit your lip, watching Larissa carefully - in spite of her constant reassurance that she enjoyed spending time with you, you still sometimes felt like you were asking a lot. You knew how seriously the principal took her work, but you’d come up with the best date idea and it would be a shame to let the opportunity pass you by.

To your relief, Larissa’s face lit up with a teasing smirk. “I think I could be,” she purred. “Did you have something planned for Friday?”

“Well… This Friday is Friday the 13th… And it’s October! That’s kind of a special occasion. So I was thinking we could maybe go to a pumpkin patch together and have a date-day?” You looked up at Larissa through your lashes with your best pleading pout, watching her lips curl slowly into a soft smile.

“Hmmm,” Larissa hummed, tapping a manicured finger against her chin in thought. “What do you say I work a half-day on Friday and pick you up around noon?”

“Really?” You could feel your limbs start to tingle with excitement. “Can we?”

“Of course,” Larissa said with a chuckle, cupping your cheek. “There’s a little farm near Jericho that has a pumpkin patch around this time of year. I haven’t been but I have heard quite a few students rave about it.”

“Deal,” you said, your words turning into a squeal as Larissa began to pepper your face with kisses, before pressing her lips to yours. You melted into the kiss, as you always did, feeling her warm breath against your lips as she let out a contented sigh.

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

Friday morning was spent choosing an outfit - you settled on an orange knit sweater, jeans, and loafers, and took to lounging around as you waited for Larissa to pick you up.

She was, of course, punctual as always - the doorbell rang at 12 on the dot, and you shot up from the couch to answer the door.

Larissa greeted you with a soft, gentle kiss, one hand settling on your hip. “You look beautiful. Are you ready to go, my love?”

Blushing at the compliment, you nodded. “Yep, I just need my keys.” You turned to grab your keys and your bag from the little table next to the door, and allowed Larissa to lead you out to her car with her hand on the small of your back.

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

Nothing in your life thus far could compare to the feeling of holding Larissa’s hand in public. Her fingers curled around your own, her warm palm fitting perfectly against yours like a puzzle piece. Today was no different as the two of you ambled hand in hand towards the little farm, only briefly letting go so you could pay for your entry. 

“I don’t think I’ve done something like this since I was a teenager.” Larissa sighed wistfully as she looked around, her lips curled up into a soft smile.

“It’s beautiful here,” you breathed, taking in your surroundings.

The highlight of the festival was, of course, the farm’s pumpkin patch - massive orange, white, even green pumpkins nestled amongst bales of hay - resting against the backdrop of a picturesque forest, with leaves turned brown and orange. Across from the pumpkin patch was a corn maze - you could hear the giggles and screams of children flitting between the corn stalks. 

“Are we gonna carve pumpkins for Halloween this year?” you asked suddenly.

Larissa’s face broke out into a splitting grin. “I would love that,” she admitted. “Would you like to pick some?”

You nodded eagerly, spending the better part of the next half hour roaming through the pumpkin patch, picking up various pumpkins and handing them off to Larissa for inspection. She watched the entire time with an amused grin on her face, finally helping you settle on not two but four medium-sized, orange pumpkins (one for each of you, and then extras in case you messed up). 

After helping you carry the pumpkins to her car, Larissa nudged you and pointed to a small, fenced in area in the distance. “I think they have a petting zoo.”

You could hardly contain the squeal of delight that left your throat at the mere thought, and you dragged Larissa over to the petting zoo.

“Oh, look, you can feed them!” You pointed to the little machines with animal feed, making your way over and purchasing a cupful. The alpacas situated nearest you began to flock around the fence, sticking their head over the top and eyeing you eagerly. 

“You wanna try?” you asked, offering the cup to Larissa - she removed her glove and reached out her hand for you to pour a bit of the food in her waiting palm. She stepped up to the fence, glancing nervously in your direction as she stuck out her hand. Her face contorted in surprise as one of the alpacas began to nuzzle her palm, inhaling the feed within seconds.

“It tickles,” she said, quickly retracting her palm as you began to laugh.

“Here, let me try.” You poured some feed in your hand and offered it to a different alpaca, gasping and jumping back a bit. “Shit, you’re right, it does tickle,” you said with a giggle, shaking your hand to get rid of the funny feeling.

“How about we see the goats instead?” you suggested. With a reproachful glance at the alpacas, still gathered around the fence and staring the two of you down, Larissa agreed and followed you to the goat’s pen. There was a little latched door in the fence and you let yourself in, Larissa following behind you - albeit somewhat reluctantly. 

The goats could smell the food in your cup and some ambled over immediately. You leant down towards a small goat with a black head and white legs, offering it a handful of feed. It felt much less ticklish than feeding the alpacas, and you handed Larissa the cup so that you could use your other hand to gently pet the goats.

Larissa watched you fondly, holding the cup of feed just out of reach of the eager animals.

“You’re cute, you know that?” she murmured. You looked up, blushing profusely and smiling shyly. 

“Give me your hand.” You reached out and Larissa placed her hand in yours, cocking her head and watching with wide, curious eyes as you rested her hand on the goat’s back, holding it as you guided her to stroke its fur. 

Larissa’s gaze never left your face, her eyes sparkling with admiration, watching you delight in being able to pet the animals. It wasn’t her favorite pastime in the world, but getting to see you so joyful was more than enough for her to be having a good time.

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

“Let’s go sit down for a bit,” Larissa suggested, giving your hand a squeeze before gently tugging you in the direction of a couple of wooden stands in the distance. 

You agreed, and the two of you came to a stop in front of a stand selling apple cider.

“Would you like some?” Larissa asked, already reaching for her purse.

“Is that even a question?” you teased.

Larissa paid for your drinks and the two of you took a seat at a wooden picnic table nearby. You took a sip of the warm apple cider, moaning as the taste exploded on your tongue, and Larissa raised an eyebrow at you.

“What? Does that turn you on?” you purred, taking another sip and moaning even louder this time. Larissa laughed and shook her head, a blush creeping up her cheeks. 

“Hush and drink up,” she murmured.

Your eyes scanned the area you were sitting in, lighting up as they landed on a donut stand. “Riss, do you want a donut?”

Larissa nodded between sips of apple cider.

“What kind?”

“You pick.”

You ambled over to the donut stand, returning a few minutes later with two pumpkin spice donuts and handing one to your girlfriend, before settling on the bench across from her.

“Of course you would get pumpkin spice,” Larissa teased, chuckling as she accepted the donut from you.

“I don’t appreciate your tone,” you said with a laugh.

Larissa huffed, taking a bite of the donut regardless and letting out a moan of her own - you began to laugh harder and Larissa joined in, her eyes crinkling at the outer edges and her face scrunching up in glee. 

The two of you ate in amicable silence, savoring the donuts and each other’s presence and basking in a surprisingly warm fall day.

“Maybe we could go on the hayride before we go home?” you suggested shyly as Larissa placed the last piece of her donut into her mouth. Her eyes went wide and she nodded, her cheeks puffed out with food. You laughed and Larissa’s face turned pink as she swallowed.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, you’re just very adorable,” you said with a grin, earning you an eye roll and a light, playful slap from your girlfriend. She always said she hated when you called her adorable, but she would blush and smile every single time, so you would keep doing it. 

“Call me adorable again and we aren’t going on that hayride,” she mumbled with a soft smile, her eyes sparkling in the low light of the afternoon sun.

Ten minutes later, you were sitting in a wagon with Larissa to your left, the sun slowly beginning its descent in the sky and casting a golden glow over the blonde. Your surroundings were picturesque, but all you could focus on was the stunning woman next to you. It seemed your sentiments were returned, for Larissa’s eyes - flooded with warmth and affection - never left your own. Her right arm was wrapped snugly around your shoulders as her left hand rested on your thigh, her thumb rubbing absentminded circles over your jeans. 

“Rissa?”

“Yes, darling?”

“I love you.”

A beaming smile spread across the blonde’s face and she ducked her head, leaning in until her lips were inches away from yours. “I love you, too,” she whispered against your lips, before closing the gap to kiss you. The kiss was soft, and tender - it made your heart flutter and your stomach flip as the last rays of the sun enveloped the two of you in a warm glow.

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

“Can we watch a horror movie?” you asked as you stepped through the threshold of Larissa’s apartment after the short drive back from the pumpkin patch. The two of you left the pumpkins outside the door for later.

The blonde raised an eyebrow at you, her expression nothing short of skeptical as she slipped out of her heels and removed her coat. “Are you sure? Don’t you remember what happened the last time we watched a horror movie together?”

“I haven’t the faintest clue what you’re talking about,” you replied airily, kicking off your shoes and tossing your bag on the floor. Of course you knew what she was talking about - you’d gotten so panicked that, during one particularly gruesome jump-scare, you’d thrown the popcorn bowl at the tv. Larissa had found stray pieces of popcorn underneath her couch for weeks after.

“Whatever you want, my dear,” Larissa said with a teasing grin, pressing a kiss to your forehead, before ushering you in the direction of her bedroom. “Let’s get changed first, hmm?”

Being that you spent so much time at Larissa’s, you had a few spare changes of clothes for when you’d spontaneously decide to stay the night - but you still preferred to wear your girlfriend’s clothes whenever possible. They smelled like her, and they were big and soft and somehow just way comfier than your own.

Tonight, you opted for a pair of leggings and an old t-shirt of Larissa’s, while she went for a sage green, silk camisole top and a white cardigan, paired with matching sweatpants. Larissa stepped behind you as you got changed, helping you pull the t-shirt over your head - you shivered as her fingers brushed teasingly down your abdomen, before splaying out over your stomach and pulling you flush against her.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispered softly into your hair, pressing her lips to the crown of your head. You could feel yourself blush and you spun around in her arms, wrapping your own arms around her neck and pulling her in for a languid kiss. 

Larissa reached around you, flicking off the light in her bedroom and guiding you back out into the living room, her lips still pressed against yours until the backs of your knees hit the couch.

“Hot chocolate?” she breathed against your lips.

You nodded gratefully, curling up on the couch as Larissa disappeared into the kitchen - returning shortly after with two mugs of hot chocolate.

“Would you like anything else?”

“Nope, thanks.” You accepted one of the mugs - it warmed your hands, and the huge pile of marshmallows on top made you giggle.

Larissa settled beside you, wrapping an arm securely around your shoulders and pulling you into her. “Is The Conjuring alright?” she asked as she began to flick through Netflix. 

“Yes! I love Vera Farmiga!”

Larissa chuckled and pressed play, wiggling her hips a bit to get comfy.

You tried to be brave, you really did. But every slight change in the music made your muscles tense, your entire body flinching so bad that you had to place your mug on the coffee table.

“Are you alright, dove?” Larissa whispered, directly into your ear - you hadn’t expected it and you jumped in surprise, your heart pounding viciously. When you turned your head to look at your girlfriend, she was smirking, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

“I’m fine,” you squeaked. 

Larissa knew you like she knew the back of her own hand - somehow, she’d been able to read you like a book from day one. She snorted and set her own mug down, pausing the movie and wrapping both arms around your waist. You melted into her touch immediately - warm, comforting, safe. Your heartbeat began to slow and you let out a nervous giggle. “Okay, I’m not fine. But we can keep watching it if you want!”

“Hmm… I think I’d rather you feel comfortable with what we watch.” Larissa pressed her lips to yours, her hands stroking up and down your sides. “How about we put something else on?”

Biting your lip, you nodded and accepted the remote from Larissa. Some dumb, silly comedy like The Heat would be good, you thought.

“Come here,” Larissa murmured, patting her lap. You curled up on the couch, resting your head on her thighs. Her hand immediately settled on your head and began to stroke your hair, her nails lightly scratching at your scalp and making you shiver.

“Sorry,” you whispered timidly, peeking up at Larissa through your lashes.

Larissa looked down at you with a confused smile, brushing a strand of hair off your forehead. “Sorry for what, darling?”

“Suggesting we watch a scary movie and not being able to finish it.” You felt your cheeks flush and hid your face in her lap - then you felt Larissa’s lips on your head. “That’s not something you need to apologize for. I promise.”

You peeked up again to see Larissa beaming lovingly down at you, and you sighed in relief, snuggling closer and allowing her to continue stroking your hair as the two of you watched the movie. The perfect ending to a perfect day.

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-> some activities (HELLO, PETTING ZOO, ANYONE?) based super loosely on a fall festival/pumpkin patch I visited in 2019 with my best friend, near Nashville, TN - one of my fondest memories! hmu if you want to see a picture of me with a goat <3

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I see your TS seasonal charting and I raise you TS full Gregorian calendar charting:

January - reputation

Its awful and cold and dark in January, so I think we all go into hiding a little during this time. But if you’re lucky, you’ve got that person you’re in hiding with… plus NYD. Obvi Rep coded 🖤

February - TTPD

All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February. Enough said. If you’re going to have a psychotic breakdown, February is the month to do it. 🖋️

March - Debut

To me Debut is pure spring. It’s youth, it’s creativity and girlhood budding like a flower, it’s innocent and naive. It’s bright clear days, but without any of the heat. 🩵

April - Speak Now

Speak Now is also spring to me, but with a little more maturity. There’s April showers here (Innocent, Back to December, Dear John) but still a world of flowers and hope (Enchanted, Ours, Sparks Fly, etc) 🪻

May - TS12

PURE THEORY but what if TS12 was the epitome of May… happiness, love, coming out of the worst times and being reminded of beautiful days again.. just a thought! It’s been awhile since a record like spring imo

June - Lover

Idc what the people say, Lover is still romantic to me, and June is personally the most romantic month to me. June is full of excitement and optimism for plans coming to life. That being said, there’s glimmer of a heat that you fear is going to be cruel… ultimate Lover vibes. 💕

July - 1989

4th of July, being in your 20’s in the city with your friends, over exposure from the sun glaring down on you, waves crashing on the shore… it’s undeniably July 🗽🌊

August - folklore

DUH!! August is warm and mystical and makes you want to frolic through a forest while you still can. 🪶

September - Fearless

Fearless is back to high school, Friday night football, the sound of lockers slamming shut, the warm summer lingering but fall promising it’s about to come. I see a lot of people put Fearless in spring but personally I think they just get confused with Debut. 📔 🏉

October - Red

The most fall that ever fell. Autumn leaves falling like pieces into place. Chai tea cookies. This is canon and doesn’t need explanation 🍁

November - Evermore

Gray November. Evermore is fall cozy with the winter frost’s bite. You wish you could hold on to the colorful beauty but there’s something frigid and bleak you can’t keep at bay. Also, a month and holiday that gets overshadowed by a domineering close by rival (cough cough) 🍂

December - Midnights

Midnights is the hardest for me to map directly but ultimately I chose December. Midnights is all about reflection so the close of the year makes sense to me, when we’re all looking back and taking stock before making any big changes and resolutions. Theres something twinkling and fun there (it’s not the reputation black out), but is still a cold winter night. ✨

[goldrosh]

in the last sugar rush post from 2023, @accio-victuuri asked us to list our top 5 cpns from last year but since I'm late I thought on doing a post. thank you for those recopilatory monthly posts, btw! they're very helpful and when you read them you also relive those beautiful moments. and overall for always keeping us updated about everything going on with our boys.

so here's my top 5 cpns from 2023

the inner mongolia saga: I decided to call it like that for everthing that happened from the moment xz went to film there. it started with yb's first selfie of 2023 and all the clowning about him perhaps visiting the loch set, the infamous black cloth, all the speculation about him owning a leica camera, the confirmation of him owning a leica camera, xz's birthday post that also had him posing with a leica camera, the camping pic, and everything culminating with yb's own pics taken in inner mongolia. honestly, september and october were such busy months to being a clown, I love how everything just developed little by little and fell like pieces of a puzzle.

the suspicious change on xz's filming schedule: when ybo reported that yb won't be able to participate in the star of the one and only promo period, everyone got worried, since when yb takes days off while sick? the next day tho, some reports came in; after days of going to film at a certain early time, xz was going a little bit late. "interesting" said every turtle in the world, "let's see how this continues". and boy, it did continue, casually until yb's recovery. a happy coincidence.

anniversary?: when we all thought nothing was toping the inner mongolia saga, november 19 happened. and to think everything started very innocently with yb updating his douyin and then everything scalating into the possibility of them sorting out the seriousness of their relationship one november 19... I honestly loved how everyone started to bring up years of clues and how it just made sense.

wedding outfit: this one is very self explanatory, their weinbo night outfits that strangely looked like wedding outfit. I would have loved to see them both walking out the red carpet but we all know how weinbo loves to self sabotage I mean I enjoy when they do that but not that night! I like to think that the reason why they chose those outfits is because their first weinbo night is also called "divorce night" and, after years of not attending the same event, they wanted to give us a wedding night. yes, I am that much of a clown, thank you.

ybo's birthday post: this one hit me so hard that I still tear up whenever I read "yb, the sunset is very beautiful". to most, that post it's just a very well written birthday wish, but if you're like me and believe xz wrote it then knowing that these two boys love each other so deeply is reason enough to warm your heart. "time does not have a pause button, yet you seem to hold the password for the occasional pauses in the world". cry with me 🥲

honorific mention to: THE hat (yb made it hard to ignore lmao), everything is lovely and its promo (at first I wasn't trying to read too much into the colors that were used to promote the ep but then the bone necklace appeared and changed my mind), mysterious driver (just so you all know I'm totally sold on this) and overall this year that seemed to have them together for longer periods of time.

[jaemified]

I COULD NEVER LIE TO YOU.

“maybe i finally understood why you were the way you were. or maybe you just never tried to understand me.”

☆ pairing ; toxic bf lee chan x fem reader

☆ genre ; hurt, ANGST, no comfort, toxic relationship, y/n vents but she has no one, slightly suggestive content

☆ warnings ; swearing, drinking, implied substance abuse, mentions of cheating and sex, y/ns insecure af (and only cz he made her that way), chans a gaslight and manipulator but also very possessive !!

☆ wordcount ; 0.9k

☆ synopsis ; youve been struggling with a toxic relationship for years now, but you had no one to tell that to, or anyone thatd believe you at least. so while your boyfriend slips out for the night to god knows where, you use this time to write down and express everything youve bottled up all this time.

☆ kona speaks ! - i think its funny how i always start with swearing in cw when its not anywhere near the worst thing in the story LMAOAOAOA anyway sorry i havent uploaded in FOREVER.. college is so hard (+i love my new format! all my drafts from the past 2 months are written like this:))

!disclaimer!, this is a pure work of fiction and is not in any way related to chan and his personality! purely for entertainment purposes only, and for me to express some thoughts :)

READ BELOW THE CUT

OCTOBER 31, 2023

you had left me on my own yet again. its not like i had any true friends left to be with anyway, after you scared them all off, that is.

who knows where you couldve gone.

no, the real you.

my sweet, sweet channie i fell in love with all those years ago.

where could you have gone?

maybe i wasnt good enough, maybe i wasnt pretty enough.

or maybe you werent understanding enough.

i always thought it was me, but maybe it was you all this time.

i like to think back at when we were last happy, god. that mustve been ages ago, just about.

it was.. my 16th birthday?

-my 16th birthday-

it was.. the day we had to put my dog down. my puppy since i was young. i remember it all clearly now.

i was..

-i was..-

we, we were 17.

mmm, my dog was probably my best friend. the realest one in a while.

i remember how you were there for me, even took me to my favorite donut shop to distract me while you tried so hard to make me laugh.

it worked.

i wish you were still you when we were young.

my sweet channie.

where could you have gone?

i could care less about your whereabouts.

i could care less about how you told me i was lying and that you knew i loved you whenever i tried expressing how i felt about us now.

but maybe i just want to be loved again.

maybe i just want to feel something again.

and i know it cant be with you.

i remember the last time you brought me out we were at mingyus halloween party last year.

nobody could find you, so i went to look for you myself.

i noticed your location was still shared with me, and not any of your friends.

so i tracked you to our car.

-our-

i tracked you to your car.

(since nothing that was yours was mine anyway)

and there you were.

fucking some random girl in the backseat.

that was the last day i saw any of my friends.

you never let me out again.

“you cant go, youll just be in my way.” you said before you left for soonyoungs christmas party.

“you cant go, i cant bare to see you hurt again.” you told me before i was about to leave to my own birthday party planned by my friends.

“you cant go, youll just play victim in front of all my friends and cry about how i fucked another girl.” you told me before you left a few hours ago.

i never know with you. but, i know deep down you care.

somewhere.

its always how y/n cant go here, y/n cant do this. or, shes too busy, we have something planned, shes not home.

even in the way you always spoke over me i knew you were just trying to speak for me.

but what about you?

why cant i have a say in anything you do? why do i get everything taken from me? why did you scare off all my friends and even make your friends hate me too?

you always came home high or on something whenever a different girl each time, dropped you off after you came back from a different party.

i never missed the way theyd look at me.

as if you said something about me.

because you know i never forget the look on someones face

it wasnt till later when i found out from wonwoo that everything you did to me, you told those girls thats what i did to you.

i learned to be quiet though.

i learned to sit there and smile, and just take it.

there was nothing i could do though, theres nothing that couldve changed your actions.

i mean, i cant control you.

so why can you control me?

the channie i knew from when we were 20 wouldve consoled me and been there for me.

the channie i knew from when we were 15 wouldve just laughed about how mr seo accidentally buzzed his head in the boys locker room.

the channie i knew from when we first met in grade school wouldnt even have thought about doing half the things you do now.

so where did we go wrong?

i still think about that.

was it, when we hit puberty?

was it, when we moved out?

was it, when we graduated?

our first date?

the day i found out you cheated?

y/n scoffed as she looked at the giant brown teddy bear in the corner of the room that chan had won for her on their first date.

she let out an annoyed sigh, thinking back, looking back at whatever point in time that couldve even reflected a glimpse of this change in him.

it was too subtle, but too sudden, for her to even remember.

she took a sip of her ginger ale before picking up her pen and scribbling some more in her diary that only she had the key to.

who knows what he’d do if he saw all the things she said about him.

you really werent much help.

nevertheless, i still love you.

i really fucking love you.

i know you do too.

i know a part of you inside still cares for me.

i could even cry thinking about it.

yeah, i realize i dont get out much.

but you never hurt me.

physically, at least.

the emotional damage is beyond repair though.

but i know theres still a bit of the you from our youth left.

i see it in the way you look at me.

no matter how mad,

how upset,

how happy,

how sad you were,

whether you were high,

whether you were drunk,

even when we were younger too.

you always looked at me the same.

that softened gaze and warm eyes.

the eyes never change. the eyes dont lie.

i mean, you could deny it (which id only laugh if you tried), but your eyes tell.

maybe thats why im still holding on.

maybe im just waiting for the boy i first fell in love with to randomly come back.

the chances are slim.

but i still hope.

im holding on.

by a thread, at least.

not like you’d let me leave anyway.

i could say how theres still love left within us

probably, somewhere

but when was the last time we were genuinely happy?

what do you get out of this?

because it isnt happiness. it cant be. you wouldnt be here if you were.

we’re both miserable. i see it and feel it.

it’s like, im just here for you.

i can understand the pressure though.

everyone would ask “how did you make it through college?” “how did you make it through high school?”

they dont understand though. you kinda made me

-you kinda made me-

they dont understand though.

i mean,

maybe i finally understood why you were the way you were

or maybe you just never tried to understand me.

i could tell you all of these things.

but i couldnt.

because i could never ‘lie’ to you.

[sadnightforus]

HEARTBREAK STATION 

 Heartbreak Station is a radio station that presents itself with 7 tracks, which are picked by the listeners’ most popular requests to play on the radio. Each track will present itself with a short story, mostly the backstory of how they had come to love the song or a song that shows a glimpse into their lives at one point. 

GUESTS WITH THE MOST VOTES FOR THIS WEEK

OSAKI SHOTARO (RIIZE)

JUNG SUNGCHAN (RIIZE)

KIM HONGJOONG (ATEEZ)

CHOI YEONJUN (TXT)

HWANG HYUNJIN (STRAY KIDS)

JOHNNY SUH (NCT 127)

YOON KEEHO (P1HARMONY) 

1ST TRACK: DON’T SAY GOODBYE (OSAKI SHOTARO)

 Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: I really loved you, I did. But as they said, love is never enough. 

 Summary: You both loved each other. So much. But you made the hardest decision to break up while you were dining — one last time together because the love you both shared was beginning to consume every sanity you have.  

NOW PLAYING: DON’T SAY GOODBYE BY BLOO. 

RELEASE DATE: 28 OCTOBER 2024

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

2ND TRACK: MISMATCH (JUNG SUNGCHAN)

 Jung Sungchan’s message to the person he dedicated this song to: We are a pair of mismatches, deep down. But I still adore you, no matter how much time has passed. 

 Summary: He spent time trying to figure you out. You were not the easiest person to understand, but he tried. His only fear was you abandoning him, all alone in this cold world. 

NOW PLAYING: SO THAT YOU DO NOT GET UPSET BY TAEK. 

RELEASE DATE: 10 SEPTEMBER 2023

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

3RD TRACK: HARD TO LOVE (KIM HONGJOONG)

 Kim Hongjoong’s message to the person he dedicated this song to: Thank you and I’m sorry that I was horrible to you. I’m sorry that you only get to know my heart when I’m not sober. 

 Summary: It’s been months, exactly 7 at that. And every time that Hongjoong shows up at your doorstep, drunk and vulnerable, you let him back in for another night. 

NOW PLAYING: HARD TO LOVE BY ONE. 

RELEASE DATE: 14 SEPTEMBER 2023

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

4TH TRACK: I DON’T LIE (CHOI YEONJUN)

Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: God, I can say that our relationship exhausts me. But one thing for sure, I don’t think I can ever stop loving you, even if you lie to my face multiple times like that. 

Summary: It was perfect, you got the guy of your dreams and he loves you. Over time as he no longer loves you like he used to, you still hold onto the hope that he might come back one day and tell you the lie ‘I love you’. 

NOW PLAYING: I DON’T LIE BY HEIZE (FT. GIRIBOY)

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

5TH TRACK: SELFISH LOVE (HWANG HYUNJIN)

Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: Honestly.. you were toxic to me. But I was also a toxic person too. So I guess it’s fair, yeah? I hope you hear this and it’s the last song I'm ever gonna dedicate to you. 

 Summary: You both don’t know how it happened. You went from a perfect couple to angry lovers in a span of 3 years. Overtime, it became a chore to not piss each other off and it’s time that you gave up the dead love bond, which both of you attempted to sparkle it up. 

NOW PLAYING: SELFISH LOVE BY DEPT. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

6TH TRACK: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHNNY (JOHNNY SUH)

 Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: I hope you’re happy, wherever you are. We haven’t seen each other in a long time and the last time we did, you were in a bad state. I hope you’re doing better now than you were a year ago. 

Summary: You both fell in love, you both fell out of love. You saw him again, but he was unrecognizable and by the look of his eyes, he had gone through a lot. You aren’t a thing anymore, but your place will always welcome him back if he decides to. 

NOW PLAYING: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHNNY BY ST. VINCENT. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY.  

7TH TRACK: YOUR TYPE (YOON KEEHO)

 Yoon Keeho’s message to the person he dedicated this song to: I really like you. I do. But I know that you’ll never feel the same as me. So I’ll stay by your side and continue to be your friend

Summary: He falls for you, classic right? But you never pay attention to him, not even a little. He can only be by your side as your best friend. The kind of best friend who you call when your partner dumps you, gets scared, freaked out or needs urgent help. But he’ll never be the kind of best friend you’ll call and confess your romantic feelings to. 

NOW PLAYING: YOUR TYPE BY CARLY RAE JEPSEN. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

COPYRIGHTED BY SADNIGHTFORUS, 2023

[publius-library]

Can you tell me everything you know about Martha Jefferson?

I would love to. In my opinion, Martha Wayles Skelton Jefferson is one of the most tragic figures of the 18th century, and her life shows the many challenges a woman would face in this time period, due to the incredible expectations put on them. I'd like to open by saying that the importance of discussing women in history not only gives us a more full perspective on any and every historical event, but it also gives light to less commonly discussed historical figures that were equally important that we don't know as much about. Martha Jefferson is undoubtably one of those people.

Martha Wayles was born on October 30, 1748 to her wealthy father. Her father was an English immigrant who moved to America and accumulated a decent fortune through slave trading, planting, and his law practice.

Content warning: mention of sexual assault within slavery, skip next paragraph if this may be distressing

Her father is a very interesting figure. In his law practice, he specialized in debt collections, which made him very unpopular among the locals. Additionally, he raped an enslaved woman on his property several times, Elizabeth Hemmings, after the death of his third wife. She would have several children by him, including Sally Hemmings, who would later be raped and have several children by Thomas Jefferson. It is disgusting, but crucial to mention that because of the slave system in America, and the violation of African American women, Martha Jefferson was the half sister of Sally Hemmings.

Martha married Bathurst Skelton when she was 18. They would have one child, John, who died in infancy. Her first husband died six months before Jefferson married Martha, and her first child with Jefferson, Martha aka Patsy, would come nine months after Martha's first child. Her almost constant pregnancy and troubles in maternity would eventually lead to her death.

She married the very eligible bachelor Thomas Jefferson on New Years Day, 1772 at her plantation home, "The Forest". There was a five year age gap between them, as she was 22 going on 23, and he was 28. Jefferson would actually scarcely mention her first husband, and would even report false information that he did not exist, that Martha was a spinster when he married her. The motivations for this are not confirmed.

The young couple arrived at Jefferson's home, Monticello, during a snowstorm, where all the servants were asleep and the house was cold. They toasted their marriage with a leftover bottle of wine, and entered into a period of domestic happiness.

Martha and Thomas had complimentary personalities, balancing out each other's characteristics. They shared an interest in music, as Jefferson played the violin or the cello, and Martha played the piano or the harpsicord. She was said to be very talented.

While there is no known portraits of her, she was described as very beautiful and accomplished. She was slim with hazel eyes and auburn hair. She was the subject of frequent praise from all that knew her.

The Jeffersons had five children in ten years, but only two would survive to adulthood, Martha (Patsy) and Mary (Polly or Mary). Martha was under such strain from her frequent pregnancies that she fell very ill in 1781. The British had invaded Richmond, which forced her away from her husband back to Monticello, but Jefferson often left his political career to stay with her during her sickness. The British would raid Monticello, forcing her to travel in her poor condition yet again.

Her condition continued to worsen, until she died on September 6, 1782, at 11:45 AM at the age of 33. Jefferson would never record his relationship with her, so her life remains mostly a mystery among historians.

Martha Jefferson was far more than the deceased wife of the third president. During her life, she was the mother of several children, who frequently had to grieve their deaths. She was the mistress of a fashionable household, and the wife of an energetic, young politician who was making strides in the cause of liberty and American independence. Her life was riddled with tragedy and mourning, but she was a lively, creative woman who had an untimely death at a cruel age.

[lucky-clover-gazette]

Variations on Corruption

Unreleased and unused content from Corruption Loves Company. Includes the original first ending, two deleted scenes (including a look into the Corruption But it's Chill gang post-fic), and various notes from development.

An Overly Sentimental and Personal Note:

On October 1st, 2022 I picked up The Legend of Zelda: Four Swords manga at an indie bookstore where I used to work. I knew very little about the story, but I had previously enjoyed Akira Himekawa's Twilight Princess manga. On October 4th, 2022, I actually read the manga. I got to the forest scene with Vio and Shadow, did a quick sanity check on Tumblr ("uhhhh is it just me or are they...?") and almost immediately fell in love with the pairing. The rest, to use a very contrived phrase, was history. 

In the past two years I have written a lot about this story and these characters. I am very fond of my entire body of work, but my two corruption AUs have a special place in my heart. So on the two-year anniversary of discovering the manga, I thought it would be nice to share some insight and unreleased content related to them both, and explain a bit more about what they and this fandom mean to me. 

In the latter half of 2023 and for the first few months of 2024, Corruption Loves Company—a fic that had been originally intended as an edgy grimdark experiment with a poignant resolution—became a very large part of my life. I had written the entire thing (yes, the entire thing) in August/September of 2023, but had hesitated to publish the final three chapters. My desire to find a different resolution snowballed, and what had started with simple intentions became a meditation on serious things I was figuring out how to cope with in my actual life. The story ended up transformed in the final two chapters, finally completed in March of 2024. And while I do think that everything was surprisingly (and accidentally) well-foreshadowed and I'm very proud of the final product, there remains a fully written and edited original ending that never saw the light of day. Most notably, this original ending did not include Hylia. Take from that what you will. 

While active in this fandom, I had the privilege of finding numerous creative collaborators and making a few good friends. I also became deeply invested in the characters and story we all enjoyed. I poured my passion and love into this pairing, and my writing about them, for the better part of two years. I dedicated so much time to Four Swords fanworks because of this community, my own creative fulfillment, and the ideas that Vio and Shadow as a pairing represented to me. 

Corruption Loves Company, perhaps more than any other fic, really emphasizes what exactly those ideas are. I think that is a major reason why I  put so much effort and care into meticulously constructing it. Even though it became somewhat convoluted with triforce hijinks and heavy-handed religious allegory, I still know what it was always meant to say: There is no higher power than people caring about other people. That message is present in all of my Four Swords fic, really. And it matters. 

Attentive readers might have noticed that I've taken a long break from writing in this fandom. The truth is, I'm not sure if I ever will again. I ended up taking a massive step away from Four Swords in the spring of 2024, for personal reasons related to the fandom experience. I haven't been able to bring myself back since. 

All that is to say, this very well might be my last Four Swords update for a while, if not forever. I genuinely hope that someday I will be able to write Vio and Shadow without feeling sad, because even just reading this old writing made me feel so happy. 

The original conclusion of Corruption Loves Company is a preservation of a relationship with this piece of media that I'm not sure I'll ever have again. It isn't as "deep" or meticulously written as the final version, but in a way, I think it actually portrays the themes of the story very well in the absence of everything I ended up adding. I don't know if that will make sense to anyone else, but it does to me. 

I've also included some random funny/interesting development notes and snippets, because holy shit I worked so hard on this fucking fic, you have no idea, oh my god. And two deleted scenes, the latter of which shows us a day in the life of characters from It's Dangerous To Go Alone, the significantly more chill predecessor to Corruption Loves Company. Tingle is unfortunately not present.

Discovering the Four Swords manga on October 4th 2022 helped me heal my relationship with writing and creation, after years of struggling to get out a single earnest word. I am deeply proud of my silly, heartfelt fanfiction and I appreciate every friendly presence I've encountered throughout my time in the fandom. 

Thank you for your company. 

It mattered. 

[anfervaldez]

Dancing under the rain

I wrote 31 huntlow drabbles for October of last year, they are originally in Spanish but I thought it would be good to translate them and share them here So, let's start with day 1. I'm sorry for my terrible English.

1-Dancing under the rain

Raindrops rattled against the window of the house.

They had an almost calming rhythm.

Hunter sighed as he focused his attention on the window. The entire outing that he had planned was ruined by the sudden arrival of rain.

Maybe he should have checked the weather forecasts more, although it was too late to do so now.

He gave an apologetic look to the girl next to him, though Willow simply gave him a sweet smile. Of course she would never get angry over something like that.

“Sorry, we'll have that picnic another time.”

“It's okay, we can find something else to do.”

The girl's sweet voice filled him with calm almost instantly, it didn't really matter what they did, the important thing was that they were together.

“I wanted to give you a nice date in nature” 

He admitted, feeling his cheeks burn. Although they had been officially dating for a couple of months, it still embarrassed him beyond help.

Willow's eyes brightened at his words and she approached him, taking his hand in hers.

“Well, who says we can't do it? We are in the human world.”

Every once in a while, they traveled to Camila's house, both to visit her and to get to know the human world.

It was much easier now that the collector had helped them with a stable portal.

Hunter had planned the date there, aware of Willow's fascination with human plants. He liked to see the emotion on her face, that smile that always left him breathless.

"A date in the rain?" He asked, eliciting a giggle from the girl.

"It seems somewhat romantic to me" 

The witch admitted, her cheeks also colored crimson.

The rain of the human world did not burn, it did not boil. They had already tried it a long time ago, but they had never done it, just the two of them.

"Let's do it," he whispered in response, gathering the courage to lead them towards the exit.

The first drops fell on his skin as he crossed the threshold. They were cold, but not annoying.

He closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the sensation. It was strange how something like that could bring him so much peace.

When he opened them again, he found the girl's face in front of him, the drops running down her skin, the rain soaking her hair, making some strands stick to her forehead.

She had a smile plastered on her lips, which caused his heart to skip a beat in his chest.

Sometimes he still wondered if all that was not a simple dream.

Willow was too perfect to be true.

Her beautiful emerald eyes locked onto his, he felt his pulse accelerate instantly.

"Dance with me," the girl murmured, carefully taking his hands and placing them on her waist, while she placed her own on his shoulders.

They were too close and Hunter couldn't take his eyes off hers.

They began to sway awkwardly, following imaginary music. Perhaps the very rhythm of the raindrops falling to the ground.

For a moment the rest of the world ceased to exist, it was just the two of them and the feeling of the rain against them.

Gathering courage from somewhere, the blonde closed the distance, placing a quick, chaste kiss on the girl's lips.

His face turned completely red, up to his ears, but there was a happy smile on him.

A pair of flowers emerged from the witch's hair, followed by a distinct blush on her cheeks.

“I...I love you Willow.”

“I love you too Hun”

They stayed like that for a couple more minutes, letting the rain wash away their problems for a moment. In that instant, it was just the two of them, in their little bubble of happiness.

[relastelvanni]

📖 2022

The week leading up to Christmas 2021, I was unwell. I was feeling very fatigued and burnt out as we all were. There wasn’t a lot of sun so I was likely Vitamin D deficient, right? Also I somehow lost 10 lbs between October and December without trying which didn’t match what I was eating - probably stress? Oh, but I feel really thirsty, and I can’t seem to quench it… that’s an odd symptom I can’t explain with burnout. It was that symptom that made me test my fasting blood sugars and sure enough, they were way over into diabetic levels.

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On Hogmanay as I rushed to get my booster before the bells, I also went to the GP as an emergency for my blood test. The results came back and my GP wanted to talk urgently. On Jan 5th I was officially diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes and put onto metformin straight away. This began a whirlwind of a year.

On the outside I seemed calm, on the inside I was a ball of emotion, but mostly shame. Shame that after years of warnings this could happen, I had to tell people what had happened. I felt guilt for making people around me worry for my health. I wanted to prove to everyone that I was okay and they didn’t have to worry about me. Maybe not a healthy attitude to take but from the moment I left that Doctor’s surgery and took a 2.5 mile walk home, I decided I was going for remission, end of.

I immediately went on a low carb diet of 130g of carbs a day and stuck to it religiously, I did not break 130g or tried not to. No cheat days, no snacking. Again, perhaps not the healthiest thing to do but I couldn’t bring myself to eat high carbs again. I started walking a lot more, walking three miles home from work in the winter. I went swimming, I got a bike through the cycle to work scheme. But most of all was the diet. It was tough and there were times I felt like crying. But my head told me “I put myself in this situation, you don’t deserve sympathy”. Urgh, silly head.

But despite that negative mindset, the physical side improved quickly. My sugars fell rapidly most importantly and as a by-product, I lost 15 lbs in the first month, followed by another 15 lbs in the second, starting at 255 lbs and ending March around 210.

Now those who know me will know I had no problem with my weight before - I was very happy as a chubby person because I went on a journey over the past few years of learning to love my body, throw off the shame I held against my body and show it off at the beach and the pool etc. So the weight loss for me was such a sudden shift in mindset too. I was back very quickly to a body I had before I learned to love my body… and societal pressure came back. That’s been a struggle this year is loving my new body without need for validation externally.

But in terms of the diabetes, by the end of March, I had my hbA1c checked again… and I was no longer diabetic! I had managed, with the tablets, to get the diabetes into remission. I can’t tell you how proud I am to have got to this point. All the hard work and hardship I put my mental state through was worth the result.

Over the next three months I relaxed the diet a wee bit and let myself eat a little more, but no where near the levels I was at before. My weight finally stabilised at around 180 lbs which is where I’m at now, meaning in total from max weight, I’ve lost 85 lbs in the last year. But more importantly, at the end of June, my HbA1c was still at a non diabetic level, this time without medication.

Since June, my weight has been stable, my sugars are still down, I’ve taken up badminton 2-3 times a week to keep me active physically (and mentally too). I feel fantastic physically and I’m so happy I’ve managed to turn around the diabetes. I still need to work on my mental state and work on some of those troublesome feelings I had at the start of the year as well as others. But aye, long post, but I’m still here, still going. Hopefully 2023 I’ll stay in remission. All the best to everyone 💛