#and then said that it wasnt her being the white witch she wasnt trying to lure kids into eating them she promises

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Sometimes I get asks and I'm like "wow I have no idea how to reply" and then three days later I go "wait no I know how".

So here anon, take some acknowledgment of sorts? (Thank you for thinking of me with goarse physics but idk how to animal so)

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So here's why i've been inactive for the past couple months on tumblr:

As many of you know, I've been a fairly avid content creator for the warrior nun fandom creating a ton of content for free. I joined a Warrior Nun discord server named Future Warrior Nuns (which is a ridiculous name considering in the show Ava says there will be no more warrior nuns but that's besides the point) and the treatment I received there was amazing. At the beginning. I spoke up about racism and injustices within the community because you cannot escape it anywhere unfortunately and I believed I'd found a community that would protect me and be there for me if i was ever faced with racism or hate.

For clarity, anyone in blue is a moderator. As you go on to read this their usernames and profile images might change so I’ll clarify who is who. I’ll only be using the names I’ve been presented with and only the ones that are most relevant to the situation. 

Fiesta  (white American cis woman) aka Doesn't Kelly, Witch Rhyme

Taz (white Australian cis woman) 

Milan (a very sheltered American transmasculine poc whos uncomfortable talking about racism because they've never had to deal with it) aka Who The Fuck Is Kelly

Rory (white Australian cis woman) aka Stronger Kelly

 But after a while, things slowly started to change. It was subtle and if you hadn't been there from the beginning, you wouldn't have noticed. It started with the moderators spending less time in the server because they had made many of their own servers and spent far more time over there. Which is understandable when you’re a group of friends that all have a common purpose. But the lack of leadership was palpable. I had to sometimes direct fellow server members to proper channels or do a few other things that were supposed to be things that the moderators were supposed to take care of and their lack of care for the server was becoming more relevant. If you were in their little group of friends or kissed their ass then they wouldn't target you unnecessarily. 

    Exactly three weeks later, (and only one week after my birthday in which everyone was super sweet and nice to me) the love and friendship they claimed to have for me vanished completely. For context, people in positions of power, especially in a server, should be people you can come to if you ever have an issue with anything or anyone. They should also be people that can come to terms with admitting their behavior was incorrect when being told so. So here is what happened:

I have always been open about being a transmasculine person of color on all my platforms, and if you know me on any platform you know that. The behavior shown here between me and the moderators was absolutely appalling to me. They pushed my voice aside and only acknowledged Narcissa, a cis white woman, who was agreeing and saying the same things i had because i had asked her in private to help me out because i felt it was unfair that two server moderators were coming at me so aggressively. 

As you can see from the screenshots, they claimed that I attacked Fiesta when i was simply pointing out that her behavior was hypocritical and unfair especially because she is in a position of power and that's something people of power should be aware of. 

I was the only one brave enough to say what everyone was thinking. And that's something I have always taken pride in. Speaking up for others when they are too scared to do so themselves. And that was shown through multiple people coming into my dms to tell me they either felt the same way I did or they felt the way I was treated in the conversation above was unfair. This next screenshot is from a private message from a former manager. 

Narcissa (white cis woman)  received a few apologies from the server managers privately, yet my dms stayed vacant. At this point, they made a “public apology” towards everyone in the server which I forgot to screenshot, and not a single server manager reached out to me in private. But they did share these in the server for everyone to see:

They then opened an anonymous feedback form for us to share if we had any issues privately, which of course, I did, and so I filled it out saying “wheres my fucking apology ~king” so they would know exactly who the response was coming from. I was angry and hurt that they treated me the way they did. I regretted wording it like that almost instantly after sending it. But the deed was done and it was unchangeable. And not too long after, this was posted publicly in the server feedback channel so that everyone in the server could see:

Whether I shared that it was from me or not, she violated the server moderators unanimous statement saying that everything posted in the feedback form would stay anonymous and made my response public using the excuse that me sharing my name made it okay for her to show it to everyone. I was also being informed by other people I’m friends with that the forms that were being submitted were not staying anonymous and that they were being shared from other moderators privately in other peoples' dms.

I stuck around in the server because the people that I had formed friendships with were there and they were special to me and I wanted to be able to talk to them still in spite of everything that had happened to me up until this point. I was much more subdued at this point, I was posting less art and as you noticed I practically disappeared from twitter as well. 

My love for Warrior Nun was decreasing rapidly because the environment had become so toxic and unwelcoming that I felt scared to say much in the server in fear of being banned after seeing one of my trans poc friends banned for saying hi to another member. They had been looking for a reason to ban him for being on my side instead of theirs and apparently found the “perfect” excuse. They deleted his messages and claimed in their private admin channel that he had harassed someone in the server without screenshotting the false evidence first. How do I know this? Because I had a person on the team that valued me as a person instead of as a content creator and what I could give to the server.

I proceeded to curate the server for what fit me best, considering the ridiculous number of channels they created that had nothing to do with the show at this point. And there was an option for members to do that so I used the tools they had provided with and opted out of channels I no longer wanted to see. I consolidated it down to 35 out of 66 channels because some of them had no opt out option. And still, it was way more channels than I'd prefer to be in. I narrowed it down to only ships I actually cared about instead of having a bunch of channels I was never gonna read or say things in. And that's when the manager that cared about us provided me with these telling screenshots.

Why put me in “jail” over removing some roles? It may not have been explicit, but the internalized racism of putting a person of color in “jail” for curating what they wanted from a server is frankly off putting to say the least. "Implicit racism includes unconscious biases, expectations, or tendencies that exist within an individual, regardless of ill-will or any self-aware prejudices." 

And what does carl bot do exactly? It logs EVERYTHING. But only if that feature is enabled. And clearly, in Future Warrior Nuns, it is.

 They didn’t care about me and didn’t care that I was a consistent content creator. For lack of better words, I was one of the biggest reasons the actual part of the server that was dedicated to the show was constantly active and once I became quiet, along with a few other content creators I talked with, the activity decreased immensely. I said things here and there but that was about it. Until I was looking through their emotes. I noticed that they had trans, gay, demi, bi, aro, and ace heart emotes but the lesbian one wasnt there. Which was honestly surprising considering how much of the fandom identifies as lesbian. So I asked for it to be added and after it was, so many people were super happy because of it.

One day later i asked for more Mary emotes because they hadn’t completely brushed me off after requesting for the lesbian pride one. I noticed that Ava, the white character, had 72 animated and still emotes at the time while Mary, the black character, only had 18. And only 4 out of those were positive emotes. Here's that conversation:

I offered up my services to create Mary emotes for them considering I was an artist and content creator and it would be no issue for me at all to contribute but they declined, saying they were working on some themselves and that they would eventually add them to the server. The ones that they had created all looked terrible. They didn't know how to color correct her skin so that it wouldn't look ashy because of the filters used in the show and instead of asking for help from me, an artist of color, they simply did their own thing. And from 18 emotes, it went up to a dazzling 24. 

Needless to say, the racism they claimed not to have was pretty evident at this point. It was shockingly clear that they didn’t care as much about the characters of color than they did for the white and white passing ones. After this entire debacle I didn't even bother trying to ask for more emotes for Lilith considering how warmly I was welcomed with asking for more Mary emotes. 

A little less than two months after the initial incident, I still hadn’t been contacted by anyone on the admin team about absolutely anything in private. It wasn’t until people asked Fiesta if she had reached out to me or even bothered with an apology before she sent me this:

The “apology” was worthless. Too much time had passed since I was publicly humiliated and portrayed as the evil transmasculine person of color to them, and only a select few people interacted with me. I felt completely shut out because of how the admin team handled a difference of opinion. Instead of correcting themselves and admitting they were wrong, they doubled down on the intimidation and bullying  by changing their rules so that they could find excuses to ban or punish anyone they felt was not on their side. 

At this point, my grades were heavily declining. I was already struggling with keeping up with everything on my own due to covid and my mental disabilities. Being a victim of this racist behavior made everything worse. I couldn’t get out of bed, I was barely eating a meal a day because I had no motivation to work so I had little to no money to buy myself food. I was starving most days. And I didn’t ask my mom for help because I felt everything was my fault and that I really was in the wrong and shouldn't have said anything even though looking back at it I wasn't wrong for what I said. I had also been informed that my dad died because of covid and because of all of this stress and depression I had officially failed my classes. 

This is really difficult for me to say because I’m a very private person and I hate asking for help or sharing anything about my private life, but for you to understand everything that was happening to me at the time, this is stuff you unfortunately need to know. 

There’s many more things that I could say about this server but this thread is already long enough as it is and it was hard enough to write this all down. But behind closed doors, the admin team had some of the nastiest attitudes and behaviors you could’ve seen. Had they realized we had someone on their team that actually valued us and others as people, they probably would have kept their blatant ignorance and dislike towards server members hidden better. But white people like oppressing others when they know they can get away with it and this is just another sad unfortunate example that cost me and my fellow friends of color some heavy emotional and psychological damage.     They did wrong and refused to acknowledge it and instead tried to find a way to ban us for not having the hivemind that they so desperately want to control everyone with. If you want to see for yourself, feel free to find a link to a discord server named Future Warrior Nuns. If you look back through their channels, you’ll find most of these conversations either gone or have many messages missing. I hope my story will help understand why I’ve been gone from tumblr for so long and i hope something like this never happens to you.

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Tea time! A!Tamaki Amajiki x Fem! Smoll! O! Reader

Warning: None! Except for my cringy writing tell me if I do anything wrong! And alot of fluff!

Ship: fem! O reader x A Tamaki amajik

Summary: Y/N was at a cafe studying for an exam when bully's from your past came in and was plumbiting your self esteem (witch wasn't really high in the first place) you ran towards the closest building and end up in another cafe, yes but what kind?

Readers quirk: element. Its exactly what it sounds like, reader can control any of the elements but she has to focus really hard in order for it to work or if she gets to emotional she loses control of it and things don't really work out

Sorry if the summary was long! Oh gosh I'm already scewing things up! Okay on to the fanfic this was inspired heavily by @makethiscanon she is an awesome writer and I hope I can get to her level, she also has an amazing fluffy channel that if consent granted I will name the channel!

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You really weren't planning to go anywhere for the day, you were studying for Mr. Yamada's (Present mic's) class in your dorm when you decided to go to A cafe about an hour from you, ya the walk was long but they also just so happened to have to best bubble tea besides, your omega really wanted a sweet treat about now, you put on some make-up, brushed your hair, and grabbed your school bag before you went on your way (A little fresh air and some bubble tea couldn't hurt, right? Wrong.) you had just settled at a table inside, it was starting to drizzle as you opened the door to the cafe.

Before placing your order you started typing on your computer occasionally glancing at your notes for the class. You had just gotten up to order when all the sudden you smelt the hauntingly familiar cluster of scents Moss, The ocean, and polished wood and leather (witch you could smell was trying to be covered up with channel.....#4?) entered the cafe and before you could properly react your usual scent of citrus and roses, had already become quite burnt and the familiar faces all stared at you, all to familiar with your scared scent.

"Y/N! I didn't think I'd see much of you after grade school!"

If the scent didn't confirm your suspicion of who the person was there looks sure did. Mienu. The female of the group of three had long red hair with white eyes she was wearing a black tank top with a picture of the pro Hawks on it, blue ripped jeans, and black convers. Shiro, the black haired Alpha had yellow eyes he was wearing a black hoodie and jeans with some white tennis shoes, and finally Shitto. he had white hair, the Whites of his eyes Black with the pupils being white, he was wearing a black sweater that in bold white words read "Fuck this, fuck that, fuck you" (Charming) and some sweapants with black tennis shoes. They were your bully from grade school.

"Awe Y/N why the silence?" The voice you had identified as Mienu asked as the group of three alpha's had welcomed themselves to sit at your table.

Recalling past memories of tourter they put you through during early life you didn't have to be with them for even a second more

"Can you please exit my table?"

You tried to speak in the most confident voice you could muster that ended up sounding more like a whimper.

"Awe you want us to go so soon? We haven't even gotten to get a good look at you!" The black haired alpha snarled.

After stareing you up from head to toe a look of pure disgust played on there features

"Still look like the same whore from 8th grade"

" I am kind of working right now, Mienu"

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't know a job application for a janitor was that serious! I mean no one would have to look at your disgusting face that way." The second white-haired male Alpha had laughed.

"Actually I am in the hero course in UA." You told him coldly as you tapped your textbook to show the obvious U.A logo on it.

They all looked at each other speechless for a moment, the silence was short-lived when the red-haired alpha recovered from the shock.

"Oh, your poor classmates they must be so ashamed that at such a high class, prestigious school they would have to look at walking trash all-day." That one sunk in.

You were already questioning how you of all people got into such a high ranked school, and hearing it from them just broke you a little, I mean they all looked pretty well off....and beautiful. I mean your quirk was powerful but it was tricky to control and unpredictable.

You once got so angry as a child that you caused a mini earth quake, a second time that was just a few months ago, you were hanging out with Asui, hagakure, Mina, shoji, tokoyami, ojiro, and sero in the common room when mineta had decided that, when everyone was in the kitchen preparing snacks for the anime marathon you were all planning on to start hitting on you and got handsy, the next thing you new the metal from the lamp had constricted around the beta's little body (you were praised and treated as a GOD but it still bothered you that you lost control of your quirk Because of a perverted grape)

Your scent only got more burnt moment by moment thinking of how often you lost control.

"You know what I think we've been a little harsh on her let's give her a drink," the final black-haired alpha said looking at his friends.

You saw him grab a coffee from the nearest table and before you could process what he meant you were doused in black coffee, making your omega give a distressed chirp( a little extra part worsening, your omega and pretty much all omegas hated bitter things.)

You felt bad for the civilians at the cafe you could see they wanted to help but that certain cafe is known for there sweets witch drove all the people there to be omegas and betas, (by there scent you could guess the person they stole the coffee from was a beta) neither of witch would be brave enough to stand up to a group of alpha's and you felt terrible yourself, you were supposed to be a hero but you started tearing up at THIS.

You refused to let them see you cry and lose control. you packed up all the things you brought into a bag as quickly as possible and booked it, leaving the three alphas cackling.

You really just wanted to go home to get in your nest but you had already walked an hour, you were not willing to walk all the way back to U.A in the rain, the next bus wasnt going to be here for a solid half hour, your phone was dead so you couldnt call anyone to pick you up, and it was now it was pouring, you needed comfort now.

After about 2 minutes of running aimlessly your blurred, tear stung vision saw a building that had a teapot on the front, you practically threw yourself in the building, collapsing as a bell chiming to announce your entry.

"Are you alright dear?"

You lifted your head a little bit to see a sweet-looking black and gray-haired omega probably in her 40s that smelt of fresh-baked cookies, her kind-blue eyes looked at you with a look if concern, like the look a mom gives her pup if they cry.

She took the tears that stained your complexion as an answer.

"Okay dearie lets get to checked-in"

You didn't really know what you were getting checked in to but none the less you made a quiet nod and followed the women to a desk off in the corner

Once you got a better look the cafe was actually quite nice, white pillars stood inside with vines of ivory on them, the floor was marbled white and gray with a bit of black, the counter was Plain, black hardwood, it was a quaint place that reminded you of a tea shop.

Your scent was getting back to normal.

Now that you were calm again you took in your appearance in the remarkably reflective window of the shop.....you were a mess your H/L hair was soaked by rain and coffee, your eyes were red, your makeup was dripping down your cheeks, and your White coat was coffee stained, and Actually you really didn't notice till now how cold you were with the water from your clothes seeping in your skin you would have used your quirk to get the water off but you felt to emotional to use it safely.

Annnd your scent is back to burnt.

"Name dearie?"

"Oh uhh L/N-F/N

"Okay, now just go upstairs and the first door to the left, we always want our guest to feel at home, so just relax dearie"

"Thank you, ma'am!"

You gave a quick and Curt bow before heading up the stairs.

You went upstairs and followed the instructions the Walls were white with little paintings strewn across it, at the top of the stairs was a hallway with a series of black door's you followed the instructions and went to the first door, the smell of tea and tarts filled your nose and before you could hesitate you opened the door.

Before you could process your surroundings you heard:

"welcome home Princess!"

Oh...shintucky fried chicken...It was one of those cafés. everything was crisp, quaint, and warm. After a quick survey over the room you realised that the servers were all male alpha's that were all illegally attractive, and they all had on tailcoats as they served everything from silver trays.

You looked up at the tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed Alpha that smelt of freshly cut grass, who greeted you he was wearing a black tail suit and a white buttoned-up shirt with black slacks and dress shoes.

"Are you dineing with us alone my princess?"

You felt like your heart was beating out of your chest as the handsome man asked, you had to remind yourself to behave, he was only being nice to you as part of his job, nothing more nothing less. You told yourself you were here to avoid the rain and nothing more.

You slowly nodded your head, just wishing you looked more presentable, it seemed like everyone there was staring (cause they were) there crisp, elegant clothing and beautiful features were the main things intimidating you, the cafe held mostly beta's and omegas with a few alpha's scattered around you felt like you were a gold fish in an aquarium with the exotic fishes. Misplaced. Looking amongst all the customers you could see all eyes on you, most of the eyes held discust while others held pitty.

Neither of witch you wanted to see.

"princess?"

The voice of the Alpha brought you back to reality you noticed he now had a menu.

"Follow me to your table!"

You nodded and followed him to the back where there was a booth closed off from the rest of the cafe, witch you were very grateful for so no one else could really look at you rather it was on purpose or not you mentally thanked the alpha.

"I am Mirio Togata, your Butler for today will be here shortly! Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

'Mirio Togata....why did that sound so familiar?'

your head was so clouded that you forgot he was part of the Big three, a practical legend at U.A.

Before he left he looked left, then right and whispered "Your Butler is very shy and reserved so please don't mind him, he really is a nice person".

He gave you a Curt bow and then walked away.

You decided to skim over the menu, deciding that you would get a tea, that's all you could afford, when you left home you didn't think to bring anymore money than $4.75 because that was the price of the bubble tea, ethier way that was all you were willing to spend..Even with living in the dorms with your class 1-A they were all territorial about there belongings especially there food (Especially since most of your class were alpha's) occasionally the microwaved ramen noodles was shared and occasionally take out thanks to Momo's wealth but you kinda felt guilty for using the Alpha's wealth. what were you doing here? What in the actual heck were you doing here with all these beautiful, prestine, rich as heck customers? You are a broke college student.

"P-p-princess?"

The small innocent question pulled you away from your thoughts to catch a glimpse of your server, you gulped he was hot. An indigo haired Alpha with eyes to match, honestly before you caught his scent of spices you thought he was an omega like you due to his shaky posture and voice. He was wearing a tail suit that matched Mirio's, his posture shaky and he held a small book to take an order.

"My name is A-Amajiki Tamaki, I'll be your B-Buttler today" he bowed before carrying on

"M-may I get you anything to drink princess? M-mabey something hot?"

"Ah. Um...I...I think I will be leaving."

You turned to get your bag when the Alpha scooted into the seat next to you.

"Are you okay, Omega?" He asked worry laced in his voice and eyes.

"Yes?....No?.....Maybe?.....I don't know I'm a mess right now.." you went on explaining what had happened at the other cafe and how you felt so meaningless amongst your Piers (Leaving out the fact you were a U.A student), he occasionally showed he was listening by nodding his head and....was that a growl you heard?

Tamaki didn't show it but he was P.I.S.S.E.D. 'Didn't there mother's ever show them how to treat an Omega?!? An adorable, tiny, sweet smelling one of all!'

After the deed was done you were crying again and it hit you that you just told your problems to a random adorable Alpha.

He watched as you took your hand up to your face wiping away a stray tear, removing your hand from your face he noticed a black smudge on your hand that he could only assume was make-up.

He suddenly got up from the table and held his hand out to you, you hesitated for a moment but grabbed on, he started walking with you in toe to a door that had the word "Private" printed on a little gold rectangle close to the door that you came in from

By his pace you could guess that whatever he was doing, he wasn't supposed to be.

He opened the door and poked his head in to make sure no one was there and opened it a little bit more, gesturing you inside quickly.

"T-This is where we change i-into butlers.." Tamaki said as he held the door open a little wider for you. The room you could obviously tell was a changing room with wardrobes lining the walls with a few vanities and mirrors scattered on a few of the walls.

"Stay here f-for a sec please"

You could tell he dropped the act, he was still shy and muttering but you could tell he was at least trying to stop it from shining through as a butler. You saw as the Alpha grabbed a white towel from a close by hamper, you didn't see this but he rubbed the towel against his scent glands...just to calm you down..... totally not to make you smell like him....

The purple haired Alpha handed you the towel and watched you dry off your hair, when he turned around to grab something else he heard a quiet voice "Y/N...My name is Y/N L/N.."

The alpha smiled a small bit 'Y/N...what a beautiful name'

"W-wait here Y/N"

You watched the timid alpha leave the area, you waited a few seconds before bringing the towel to your nose inhaling his comforting scent...

'He is such a kind alpha....you should try to court him!' Your omega chirped

"NO! We only just met him"

'Get to know him better. That simple.'

"Wow that simple for sure"

'Exactly!'

"🙄"

While to were arguing with your omega in the other room....

'I think they wouldn't mind having dry clothes....' Tamaki thought to himself, tho he had a feeling they would be to tiny to fit his clothes well, he was tempted to get one of the smaller alpha's clothes that had the night shift but there was always a chance they could get out early and find there clothes gone, so he grabbed his own clothes and 'borrowed' a belt from one of the other alpha's wardrobe, they wouldn't miss a belt to much..

He came back in to the room, clothes freshly scented, seeing the Omega look prideful and irritated, like they just had got into an argument and won.

By the time the argument between you and your omega was over he was back, you had won...for now, and he was carrying a pile of neatly folded clothes.

" u-umm here Omega, your clothes look really wet, and there is n-no way you can warm up in them, t-these are my clothes you don't have to take them if you don't want to but I thought they would be more comfortable..."

You gently grabbed the clothes from the Alpha and thanked him, looking down at the clothes it was a biege sweater with a pair of denim jeans, you could obviously see they were going to be way to big for your tiny body but over sized sweaters where a thing and you were sure you could fit the jeans around your waist with they help of a belt.

"Thank you alpha!" You purred at the soft eyed alpha.

Completely forgetting about his existen in the room for a second you took off your jacket looking up to see the alpha with his head against a wall, with a blush redder that the desssert sand.

" u-uh omega.... your blouse"

You looked down to see what he was talking about to see..your blouse was see through do to the rain....'Well a half decent day to be wearing my good bra..' you thought to yourself only for a second when you remembered THIS 👏 ISN'T 👏 YOUR 👏 ALPHA👏 Your eyes widened about to let out a chirp, but you managed to stop your self remembering that the alpha was only trying to be kind, he wasn't trying to peep, and you were about 90% sure you weren't supposed to be in a butler wardrobe room another alpha hearing your chirp could drive them to come in and see you there leading the nice alpha to lose his job...with all these things in mind you were able to suppress the chirp.

"U-Um sorry about that, umm could you please keep turned or go to a different room while I change please?"

"N-no problem" the alpha said still looking like the red sand from the dessert.

The alpha left the room grabbing a few other things while you pulled up the jeans and pulled the sweater over your head. Like you expected they were both way to big but luckily the alpha suspected that and brought you a belt.

"Alpha! You can come back In now" you chirped.

A few seconds later the alpha came back in and stopped dead in his track's to take you in.

"THEY ARE ADORABLE!" You were practically drowning in the jeans with them pooling at your feet as were the sleeves and you were snuggling into the sweater like it was the softest thing on earth!

"U-uh you look nice! I'm I just thought you might want to dry off your hair..." Tamaki spoke as he held out a miniature hair dryer and brush

"Thanks!" you said as you looked for an outlet

"uhh alpha where can I plug this in?"

He had to stiffle a giggle as he led you over to the vanity and plugged it in, he handed back to you and you attempted to turn it on.

"ah...the thing is really finiky, here let me help." he said as he grabbed the hair dryer and brush from you he fiddled with it for a few seconds before it finally turned back on

You were just expecting him to hand the items back to you but to your surprise he started to blow dry and brush your hair for you, tho you had to admit you were a little worried what the coffee was going to do to your hair but surprisingly it didn't do anything.

You couldn't help but let out a content pur.

He then turned your chair around so you were facing him and grabbed a makeup wipes that seemed to appear out of thin air, you suddenly felt your self getting anxious again and held out your arms in a weak attempt to stop him from wiping off the melted makeup from your face.

"What's wrong omega?" Tamaki asked hastily, worried he did something wrong. You were silent for a few moments and muttered something

"I-Im sorry but could you repeat that? I didn't quite hear you the first time.."

You then again muttered to quietly for even the person with the sharpest sences to hear.

"umm one more time please?"

"I look ugly without it.."

You muttered again weakly, you knew the melted makeup looked terrible but it still covered up your... plainness?

Tamaki grabbed your outstretched arms gently lowering them he looked up at you from his kneeling position his brows furrowed.

"Y/N I-I doubt sieriously you could be ugly.." he said shyly as he reached up again with the wipe in hand, looking you in the eyes for permission. With a deep breath you nodded and felt the moisture of the wipe hit your face.

In little time you could feel him pull away and put the wipe in the garbage.

'Wow..' Tamaki thought to himself you were drop dead gorgeous! Why did you want to cover it?

"Y-your really pretty!" The Alpha stated squeezing his eyes shut, opening them again to see a blushing Y/N in front of them

"T-thanks.."

Soon after he snook you back to the diner section. Taking off the wait on other patrons.

You felt more comfortable now that you fit in a bit better but there was still an echoing voice in your head repeating all the bad things the alpha's said to you.

Amajki noticing this came over with a small plate in his hand and placed it in front of you. It was a fruity looking parfait and a cup of Chaì tea.

Was he being sweet or trying to make you spend money? You don't really know.

"Thank you alpha but I don't think I can afford this, I only got a few yin on hand"

"D-Dont worry about it! It's a new recipe the chef was trying out and wanted it to be tasted!"

With that the alpha left and went to take an order from another patron.

With the reasurance you wouldn't be charged you picked up a spoon and took a small bite, immediately an explosion of sweet fruit and cream took over your mouth and immediately went for another bite. Your omega was purring so loud you thought the whole cafe could here! Unbeknownst to you the alpha was smiling as he looked over at your pleased face.

He came over again a few moments after you finished the parfait and presented you with Matcha Macroons before noticing the cream that was on the side of your lip

Adorableness level: upgrade

You looked up at him disappoinment in your features

"thank you so much for everything but I think I need to be heading back to my dorm or my friends will think I got kidnapped!"

Spoiler alert: THEY DID

"A-at least stay untill the rain stops."

You looked up at the window and saw the rain hadn't lessened.

Sighing knowing you were going to get a lecture later on from your classmates you agreed to stay.

Tamaki presented you with dish after dish the next more delicious than the last while conversating with you, when you noticed it stopped raining you were actually a little disappointed, you were quite enjoy your self but you knew you had to get home.

You stood up and saw Tamaki rush over to you.

"Thank you so much for... everything! But I gotta go now my dorm mates are probably about to send a search party my way"

Tamaki looked out the window and saw it had stopped raining, disappointed playing on his features.

"W-wait here a sec omega!" Without giving you a chance to answer he rushed into the room again and came out a few seconds later with a large bag and went into the kitchen appearing again after a few minutes and bolted over to you.

"h-here are your clothes from earlier t-they dryed off but I would still recommend washing them."

You took the bag and the alpha walked away without a word, with a heavy heart you walked out and headed down the stairs and went to desk seeing the omega who greeted you earlier, knowing not all of what Tamaki gave you was free the omega slid you over the check and- OH MY GOD YOU KNEW THIS PLACE WAS EXPENSIVE BUT YOU WRACKED UP 20,761.40¥! The omega obviously able to sence your worry grabbed your hand and calmly stated:

"Don't worry dearie Amajiki payed for it in full and- are those his clothes?"

"Ah- umm-well you see-"

"Shhhh it's okay dear I'm not going to fire Amajiki, that was a kind thing he did and that boy is so shy...I'm just happy you made him come out of his shell a bit. Feel free to come back anytime!"

The omega slowly slid over the receipt with a knowing grin and left to go to the backroom. You left the cafe and flipped over the flimsy paper to read:

To Y/n the omega that looks just as adorable without makeup as she does with cream in her face.

With a number neatly scrawled underneath it, you knew a few things that were going to happen in the future, you knew when you got back to the dorms you would get a lecture, you knew you would have to pull an all-nighter to get all the work done since you got barley any of it done at the cafe, and you knew when you got your phone charged you would be making a call.

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Bonus!:" WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU AVATAR?!" Said an angry bakugo when you entered the dorm, the scent of a whole bunch of worried alpha's filling your nose.

"Bakubro! Calm down! MIDORIYA! COME CALM DOWN YOUR ALPHA!" Said an anxious Kirishima trying weakly to hold his best friend back while waiting for Midoriya to show.

"WELL?!? WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?!?!"

"Bakugo! That is an ill-mannered way of approching things! Y/N! You were so close to cutting curfew! You could've gotten in trouble!"

"Yes, yes Lida the school rules are important but Y/N is home safe now aren't they?" Said momo.

You were relived at first but then she went down to your level and whispered like a crazy person:

"If you ever make us worry for so long again say good bye to the free nesting materials I make you."

"YOU WOULDN'T!" You said shocked at the threat.

"Oh I would 100% do so if it became necessary."

"WELP IM GOING TO MY NEST NOW IF YOU WILL EXUSE ME!!"

Ya they didn't let you off so easy, you had to stay in the living room another hour for a lecture from EVERYONE.

After you were finally able to go to your room you crashed in your nest, plugged in your phone and sat up while you unpacked your clothes finding three mini Parfaits at the bottom.

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@vixenpen ummm yea I also think your an awesome writer and you said to notify you once it's done and I know it's not really your taste or at least I don't think it is but plz give me some criticism!

[chaoticdisater]

Reading a book called the wrong side of right and trying to sympathies for the republican characters because about 75% of the characters are Republican, Pt 2

pt. 1

okay its actually just later in the day rather then a different day, but i queue all my stuff and i don’t have anything else to do and the books i like are packed away, so, here we go, i guess 

chapter four 

- why is this campain aide rude like, doesnt he have everything to gain from warming up to the daugther of the candite he is aideing the campain for? 

- tim sir why are you sulking, stupid boy, (tim is the campain aides name,) i am pretty damn sure that Kate didnt ruin her own life by desiding to leak that her father was the predianal candit, because why would she do that

- i hope we never see you again TIM you worthless piece of shit (no i also dont know why im so mad at a side charater) 

- james i kinda like you my dude, dont mess it up, DONT okay good

- kate they arent really your family, by blood the sentor is your father but, everyone else is essently a stranger, 

- kate you dont have to aploize for your parents messing up, and I like meg, I also dont know why but i do like her for right now. 

- the sentor is garbage he takes kate to a new city and dumps her on his wife and children, 

-the family dinner is so cute, 

chapter five 

- gracie!!! i want her to grow up an rebel agesnt her right wing father, 

- kates interactions with Gabe and gracie are rather cute and Meg is trying so hard, 

- i wouldnt be suprised if kate was right and they where simply taking Kate to live with meg and the twins so that she couldnt go run her mouth to the press, which it doesnt seem like she would do because shes not intrested in the fame of it all 

- i think meg has a point kate doesnt know what she is agreeing to, she doesnt know if shes strong enought to handle campaing because she wasnt raised to campaine, and what meg doesnt know is that no one is fully on Kates side, witch seems to be what she wants to have someone on her side. 

- the fact that Kates friend penny isnt a democract and isnt telling kate to get out of there kinda bothers me, 

- oh yay... she agreed.. woo, (can you read my sacrum? No? well) 

- fall out a window elliottee, i dont like you at ALL

chapter six 

- I really hate that Kate is being used like this, and i know there not much more to say then that because in red white and royal blue alex nora and june where used to help the platform but they felt more willing, like it seems like kate is doing this because she doesn't see any other option, 

- i dont like the vibes the office is giving off, and the sentors slogan is ‘the america we know’ which, also doesn't insper confidence,

- they are going to ‘brand her’ could they not have though of a better word, or phrase, wow this is just justifying my hate of Republicans, 

- i have a feeling andy lawrance (our main love intrest who we have not met yet) is only involed in scandles because of how the republicans paint him. 

chapter seven 

- oh god there grilling kate, this wont end well, 

- what if she had said yes to the girlfriend question, you fuck wads, 

- nancy litary said to kate ‘if you have a difference of opition kept it to your self’ 

- so senator is pro-choice thats... good at least hes got a hard line on immagration tho so, thats a hell Nah

- penny is an illegal immagrent (or her parents are) im calling that now because of how Kate reacted to the hard line on imagration binder

- they are picking her clothing no, NO, gross, 

- why are they taking notes on her bra size, 

- okay i kinda like louis he seems nice enought and he even said ‘im not gonna tell you what to do,’ like i know the standares are on the floor but its at least nice that he wasnt telling her off

- recap i like lou (louis) dont like anyone else the twins are cute and Meg is trying her best, 

- ha her moms a Democrat now, we respect that 

- Elliott can fall out a window on the highst story of the highset builing and live so he has to suffer with a whole body of broken bones, 

- ‘whiteboard Kate’ thats actually kinda sad like she knows she is nothing like the person the party has shaped her into, 

chapter eight 

- i am\ 71 pages in and since the book is 390 pages, that means i have 319 pages left and i hate that its that many

-awwh kate sweetheart you desever so much better then this, i know that you dont think you do but you really do, 

- they have a gag order on her also whats so wrong about giving her busy work elliott rather then making her think shes useless, give her busy work make it a story, 

- i dont like the amount of people telling kate to ‘stick it out’ it makes it seem like she cant have good judgement and i would worry about what that could do to her 

- all in all i really do feel bad for kate and meg they are both kinda thrown into this and have very little control over it all, 

- i didnt expect to get to the ‘feeling of total isloation’ point so early in this story 

chapter nine, 

- i really wanna get to chapter ten so that i can feel like i accomplish something, 

- ‘america likes girls in skirts’ no, no it doesnt, republican america does, 

- okay nancy being aplogict about the whole polling thing makes me feel a little better, 

- they planned for kate to look like she was happy in a relationship that was so new to her, and they didnt even tell her,

- i dont like how they are controling her so much i mean i get that she wouldnt be able to ride up with super short hair and black ripped skinny jeans because its not there brand but it feels so wrong

- shes a smart girl and they are moving her around like a brainless barbie doll, 

chapter ten 

- after this chapter i am watching a kids show, 

- so its the day of this press confrence that has been talked about so much in the chapters leading up to this one but i simply dont care about

- kate is pretty paranoied at this point because everyone in this book is opriating with an atrive motive so she has the right to be 

- woo the presdanint is coming now 

- elliottee is an asshole you dont tell someone you barly know to shut up and look pretty god i hope he gets punched, 

- god i hate all potlitons they are all SNAKES

- anyways the sentor give a speech and we move on with our life, 

- kate speaks up yay,if elliotte says something i will 

i am done for tonight folks join me next time 

Next part

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SPOILERS!!!

Charmed 02x02 Review

Y'all part of me just can't. Like the excitement and energy over this last episode is too much to keep inside. I am super ready to burst and super excited for episode 3. But I am just gonna say that overall I thought this episode was superb 8/10 only because I am saving my 9 and 10. But if I could I'd give it a 9 out of ten. There was only like a couple things I was nitpicky about and it's pretty standard tv logic stuff that most people overlook so dont come at me for it. So I am just gonna start like I always do except I cant just pick 3 likes and dislikes so I am just gonna list my likes some of the nitpicks and then some episode highlights.

SPOILERS AHEAD

Things I liked:

1. Hacy development

So no secret I am a hacy fan and I pretty much love any hacy content the show will give us but I really thought the show did so well this episode.

Originally, I thought the show was going to explore Macy's feelings through Dark!Harry, and in a way they have revealed them using Dark!Harry (Season 1 ended with us not sure if Macy felt anything for Harry, but knowing he had some feelings for her). I was worried there may be less hacy moments because they would keep most of the interaction between Dark!Harry and Macy. Even had me scared that Macy may be falling for Dark!Harry and not Harry proper. But no, they gave us Genuine Hacy.

The awkwardness of the interactions after the dream. That car ride was hilarious with the map and the radio (harry is still super at comedic relief in club and in car)

Harry's concern over having done something wrong

The looks when checking each other out.

Making each other laugh and encouraging each other.

Harry trying to save that witch and Macy being concerned by what it would

"I know Harry"

I mean it wasn't just tension. There was some fluff thrown in. Harry telling her to celebrate the victories and looking at her proudly. Which brings me to item 2.

2) I love what rupert does with his eyes between the two Harrys. Real harry (as macy put it) is so harmless looking. Those puppy eyes are adorable and rupert makes sure to have then turned up all the way when being real harry.

The only time Dark!harry makes soft eyes (well sort of) is the first time we see him with Macy, the initial moment in episode 1, and then when Maggie goes for a hug in this episode. He is just so taken off guard by the affection that his pretending-to-be-Harry-face slips and his eyes kind of go wide and they arent so narrowed and focused. Which makes me think he has not been hugged often or at all . . . That's sad. Then the switch when Maggie backs away. The eyes narrow again and he gets all mean. Just love that rupert can do things like that to give both characters distinctive enough feels that you can tell that dark!harry is acting.

3) Mel and Maggie bonding

So I really do hope that we get some Macy and Mel bonding, but I am happy anytime the show can deepen the bonds between the sisters. Maggie and Mel have a bit of a complicated relationship even though they grew up together. I mean especially from this episode we see and remember that Mel was the big sister for most of her life. She protected Maggie and seems to have acted like a second parent. It is sad that there dad really just turned out to be a bad dad. No reason behind it no, issues with Marisol other than apparently the ones he created on his own (which I will get into on my nitpicks). The fact this was just a loss for Maggie, and not just a loss as in she was the only one to feel something when Ray died but a loss of memories she thought she had and an idea of who her dad (a piece of her past), was sad but it actually gave us further insight into mel and Maggie's dynamics. First season we knew the rift between mel and Maggie was over Mel's obsession with and Mel's expectations of how Maggie should have acted and behaved. I think a lot of us chalked it up to Mel being controlling and having the oldest child attitude, but I think now we see there is more there. Mel seems to have spent a lot of time protecting Maggie and biting her tongue about certain aspects of thier lives and in a sense making sacrifices for her. So it makes sense she would expect the same from Maggie, but at the same time Maggie didnt know, and even if she did thise were Mel's choices and Maggie doesnt owe her anything for them.

Knowing that we can see how it is so easy for riffs to form between them which make the start of this season make more sense to me. Because Maggie wants to live her life and is a trusting and positive person. Mel expects a certain level of loyalty and commitment and has a different idea of what that looks like compared to Maggie. On top of there general personality differences it makes sense they all that would culminate into a rocky relationship prone to communication difficulties and tifs. But I love that they are starting to acknowledge those things and rebuild. Last season it was them just getting over feeling abandoned by each other after the death of Marisol. This exposed deeper roots of the initial rift. I liked that.

4) I love that the Maggie and Mel still have Magic and even though though the active powers are gone they arent defenseless. They just need to be resourceful. I actually like this a lot and I feel gives the writers a lot of room to play with creative ways for the ladies to save other witches.

5) demon lore!!!! Okay so while season 1 seems mostly thrown out the lore actually explains season 1 demons better.

One of the issues I had was that there did not seem to be a synchronized front with the demons and they never explained why even though Alistair claimed to be a hotshot the only people he had working for him was his family.

In the OG in first season before lore got expanded) demons and witches werent organized. Demons sort of acted on thier own for thier own purposes and witches seem mostly solitary except for occasional get togethers on important events. Later on in the series demons got an organization system (triad) then later one ruler (the source of all evil). Witches seem mostly solitary except for now the elders who assigned white lighters watched over them and placed rules on magic. I dont think people really remember the drastic shift in lore and the plot holes OG had because we generally liked the places it was going. So I am kinda on that page fro the reboot.

It flipped the script. Witches are or were the organized bunch both self ruling and ruling over the magical community. Demons were at war with each other and all had different agendas so makes sense that the Caines were mostly on thier own.

I like this idea of there being different general types of demons and a hierarchy. I do wonder if that will limit then in the long run, but assuming they can be creative with the categories they have defined I am not too worried. I am excited to get more info on demons now.

6) the new love interests. I love Mel's new love interest. So different from Mel and her previous love interests. I reserve judgment until we get more interaction but I am liking her so far. Jordan is interesting I am actually liking the build up of thier relationship and will be nice to see maggie start off slow and make friends with him first. I wasnt a huge parkerita fan but I did not dislike the ship. But one of my general blehs is love at first site between teens. The way parker and Maggie began was just off putting to me but they were nice together when they were together honestly. This will be a good venture into perhaps an adult relationship or at least on that doesnt begin with as much drama. That said she is dead and will have to hide her identity from him soo....

Now on to the nitpicks:

1) Ray's characterization.

Okay so I dont mind that Ray turned out to be just a crap dad. It happens. But there are things we know that Ray probably didnt that makes us wonder why marisol even got with him and married him.

A) we know Marisol continued an affair throughout her marriage to Ray. Even assuming Ray was just a crap husband and father, why did marisol get with him and marry him if he was so good at alienating everyone he met. I wouldnt think he was just a one night stand that Marisol decided she would have to marry after getting pregnant. I would think she would be above that.

B) did he even know about magic. Was his whole relationship and life with Marisol and the girls just based on secrets, ignorance, and not being around?

I mean for B it is fine if it was I just would like to know for sure what it was versus just guessing. But I assume like Maggie I am just gonna have to move on from this

2) the house lights and the job application.

Okay how does the house have power and and water without the city noticing? How can maggie apply for a job with no social security number? I mean I assume because she is dead she cant use her real info. Or she could but wouldnt that make it easy for demons who may think to infiltrate government records to find them? I mean this is a nitpick and can be explained away by Magic, but still it was on my mind.

3) the mysterious figure at the end. Okay y'all, I assume it is Dark!Harry. But the more I thought about it, the more I got angry that they didnt show his face. Basically, that is leaving room that it could be someone else like one of the other new love interests or someone we havent met yet. I dont like that. If it is Dark!Harry we've already met him and know he is after the girls so most likely would be working with the demons. So showing him wouldnt be a big deal. But keeping the figure hidden means leaving that door of possibilites open. This has me paranoid now. Again nitpick. I'll get over it. Some people might like that.

Episode Highlights:

Comic relief Harry. Getting knocked down when orbing into the club and not being able to hold a map.

"I'll put a hex on you."

"I'm formidable!" You tell him!

Harry's wonky orbing in general. so confused so turned about.

Maggie being able to tell that Dark!Harry was not Harry. "Those are Harry's charges and family you cant fool them ya creep!!!"

Invisible mel putting a shovel to the side of Dark!Harry's face. "Yess!!!!"

Harry's puppy dog eyes when Macy says all she needs is a look to know who the real Harry is

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Medivial Au Part Two

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[Hestia's POV]

Ah yes, the castle, a becan of hope to the civilians, and an impossible task for scullery maids such as myself. Who knew four royal children could cause such chaos? Of course it was mainly the two younger siblings, they never seemed to understand that you cant just use food as a projectile weaponry.

"REMUS- GIVE THAT BACK!" I heard Roman's voice calling from down the hallway, and was soon knocked over by the sudden rush of wind of a certain prince gremlin booking it down the halls. Roman followed soon after, sword on full display and eyes blazing with fury. He began to take chase, but of course- most princes cant exactly leave a person on the floor covered in soap and water, so he helped me up first. "Sorry about him. He's upset that mother wouldn't let him put a giant squid in the lake so he stole my fish bowl." I laughed as I watched him disappear around the corner.

After a bath that lasted longer than it probably should have, I decided that it would be best to make sure Princess Adrestia's room wasnt a disaster, as it usually was. When I got to the room I hadnt expected her to be there, she was usually in the kitchens. So walking in only to see her splattering paint on a canvas almost the same size as the room was a surprise. She turned and noticed me at the door.

"Hello! How are ya doin Hes!" she said, hopping off the ladder she was using, "Ya like it? Its you!" she gestured to the painting. I examined the painting. It took a while to register, colors always did seem to blend together on their own for me. But eventually I managed to make out two green eyes and a face framed by lilac and blue curls.

"It dies look like me- how long has this taken you?" I asked her.

She smiled "A few weeks, maybe even a month or two, I'm really proud of it," I felt my face get warmer. Certainly this was just a practice painting for her, she couldnt have made this specifically for me could she? I thought to myself. "I thought we could hang it up in your part of the servants quarters!" she seemed so happy, all I could do was nod. It wasnt exactly in my pay range to disappoint her.

"Well you can let me know when it's ready so I can move it in," I smiled and left the room again, closing the door behind me. I walked down the hall and into the kitchens.

"What's up with you Hestia? You look like you're about to faint!" said a male voice. I looked up to face my closest friend in the castle, Leo.

"O-oh I'm alright, ran into Princess Adrestia just now is all, wasnt expecting her to be in her room," I said.

Leo laughed "Careful Hes, you dont wanna pass out in front of her," he said, ruffling my hair.

"I know" I said, sitting down and grabbing an apple out of the fruit basket on the table.

"The princes came in here earlier, Remus was trying to cook Roman's pet beta fish," Leo said, rolling his eyes.

"Oh dear- those two seriously need to calm down," I said, half laughing. Leo nodded and went back to working. I got back up and walked to the gardens. I always found them much more peaceful than anywhere else in the castle. The smell of flowers and the feeling of the grass was enough to make me forget almost any of my problems. Of course that was only if I avoided looking at my own skin. The white lines etched into it like lightning strikes only served to cause me distress. It was why I was afraid to fall in love again, I didnt want them to spread any further. The lines were already making their way towards my own heart, I couldnt risk them ensnaring the whole thing.

I sat on a stone bench amongst the rose garden and watched the clouds pass overhead.

I woke up hours later when it was dark outside, I wasnt sure when I'd fallen asleep, but I had none the less. I got up and walked back into the castle, running my hands along the flowers as I passed them.

It seemed as though today had passed in a few hours, by the time the clock struck midnight it felt like I'd barely been working for thirty minutes. I walked to my room in the servants quarters and sat on the bed. As I slept, I heard the voice of the witch who'd caused my family so much trouble in my head once again.

"You will bare a child, but she will never know you, and she will know no love for most of her life, for you have never loved and so she never will be loved," the old crone said this with a wicked laugh. I never got to see my parents reactions, I suppose that came with the curse. It seemed as though everyone in this dreaded kingdom had some type of curse. Yet even with all this magic nonsense, I still felt completely alone in my problems, like despite being in the same boat as everyone else, I was the only one who was going overboard.

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´   ･   .   ✶   ⧼    madchen   amick,   non   binary,   she   &   they   /   fucked   my   way   to   the   top   by   lana   del   rey   +   eyes   the   color   crimson   and   hands   stained   in   crimson,   too.   victim   of   the   underworld,   you   are   not.   you   came,   not   to   sit   silent   at   his   side   as   dutiful   wives   do,   but   to   whisper   in   his   ear.   pouted   lips   smeared   ruby   stoke   the   flames   of   his   darkest   impulses   and   his   deepest   desires.   you   are   the   conqueror.   you   are   the   queen.   and   may   god   have   mercy   upon   anyone   who   underestimates   this   :   because   you   will   not.    ⧽   ━━   don’t   look   now,   but   that’s   ATHENODORA.   the   TWO   THOUSAND,   FIVE   HUNDRED   &   TWENTY   TWO  (   varying   physical   )   year   old   GIFTED   VAMPIRE   has   been   here   in   seattle   for   three   minutes,   and   is   considered   a   member   of   the   VOLTURI.   they’ve   always   been   MACHIAVELLIAN   &   INDOMITABLE,   but   i   guess   this   town   just   brings   out   the   worst   in people   ;   apparently,   they’ve   been   way   more  INSOUCIANT   &   SUPERCILIOUS   than   usual.   it   wouldn’t   surprise   me   if   they   knew   what   was   going   on.   click   HERE   to   check   out   her   stats.

they   told   you   that   you   were   a   nobody,      so   you   became   the   QUEEN.   (   now   everybody   knows   your   name   )

SECTION ONE OF THREE : background / human era. trigger warnings for talk of pregnancy, death, abuse

born circa 502 bc, in a little village that has no lasting name nor impact in ancient greece. 

five of the children born to her parents survived to adulthood, and since she was the last one... it is almost like, her whole life, she has been suffering from younger child syndrome. who knew !

she very literally grew up in a diff time, so when i say she wasn’t rly close to any of her siblings, i don’t mean it in a like... horrible way. it’s not a reflection of character. they just didn’t have a tight sibling bond, though she loved them greatly. 

same w her parents. they were unexceptional people who lived unexceptional lives, and though she was grateful for, u know... their creation of her - they were not close. they did not, in laymans terms, have the lorelai and rory gilmore dynamic. 

her whole family were content to live their dismal lives, and... tho athenodora did not vibe, she, again - grew up in a diff time. of course she dreamt of more. of course she prayed to the gods for something better. but she was achingly aware of the fact that no such future would ever exist for her. such is life in 400 whatever bc, bumfuck, greece.

she was just barely eighteen when she was married to athanasios, to secure land, or smth, because those were the times. of course it was something like that. 

he was... fine, at first. a little small minded ( that wasn’t the ONLY thing that was small, haha ). he, like everyone, was content to live the same old life, and athenodora just... wasn’t. she had been raised on stories of grandeur, and her parents had thought she would settle for the regular - it should not have been a surprise that she didn’t want to, but gods, did she try.

she never loved him, she can safely say ; but she wished that she did. for a long while, athenodora thought it would be easier, and thought that she could do a lot worse. unfortunately... she cld not.

their lives were meant to follow a certain pattern. they had gotten married, and now he would work all day, make them money, tend their land. she would stay home. cook. clean. raise the children that they were sure to have. athenodora was capable of almost everything expected of her, except for the most important part - she couldn’t seem to give him children. not strong sons. not beautiful daughters. 

at first, he told her that it was fine. 

after a year or so, he still told her that it was fine, but she could see in his eyes that it wasn’t.

two years after this, he called her the ancient greek version of defective for the very first time - and things only got worse from there.

he had always been a perfectly fine husband, until he was not, and athenodora had always wanted to love him, until she did not. she prayed to the gods every morning and night, to give her what her husband so desired. to give her that which would make her life better, even if she knew it would not heal the wounds already caused.

sometimes the gods r not dicks. a miracle! she becomes pregnant, aged twenty four ( i kno it sounded like she was a crone but again please remember the times ). she always thought it was just what was best n only athanasios would care, but , wow... suddenly. she cares. she has never felt this level of love with anything, until now.

but, tragedy :// straight white men ( idk, i just feel like her husband was the root of all evil ) are not so easily satisfied. who wld have guessed he wld continue to be an abusive asshole even after his wife succeeded in getting pregnant? i bet i shocked u all. who wld have guessed that a huge part of his problem wld end up being that suddenly, athenodora clearly cares abt something - and it isn’t him. again. got you all!

over the course of her pregnancy, he becomes, for the first time, a real threat to her - or maybe, athenodora simply never took him seriously until there is another person to think of. either way, she TRULY fears him and what he’s capable of by the time she gives birth, and after he makes some passing remark abt their baby, she yeets the FUCK out of there in the middle of the night, eirene ( baby ) only a handful of days old. she takes what she can carry and nothing more, and she... makes it pretty far, thanks to the kindness of strangers. you love to see it.

she settles somewhere ( she considers to be ) far away, and she makes up a good story : her husband died in a war ( there were probably a lot of time, i dont know ) and she was widowed, left to care for their young daughter alone. i know. its really original. they didnt have tv shows back then to rip stories from though.

stays in a hovel on the edge of their village. think the shittiest home you’ve ever seen and then make it shittier. there are rumors about her being a witch, and she kind of appreciates them, because it keeps kids out of her yard. and shock of all shock : in spite of being... u know. a woman. and not very skilled. she finds a very hot ticket job - working for the very wealthy volturi family who live on the other ( opposite ) outside of town, but like, in a considerably better home, obviously. 

honestly, i don’t kno what the ancient greek equivalent of that secretary in new moon is, but that’s the vibe we’re going for, here. she’s like, a chambermaid or smth. and she makes a tidy little sum. doesn’t question her weirdo bosses that much. doesn’t know what anemia is because im p sure it wasnt discovered by then, but presumes they have it.

and maybe, just maybe, it’s the finesse of the century : or maybe, just maybe, it is destiny. in no time at all, she has caught the eye of the volturi’s most eligible bachelor(tm) : caius volturi. many another worker is made upset by this fact, as athenodora is very quickly alotted VERY special treatment as the apple of his eye, which includes, i don’t know... hand delivered baskets of pomegranates, a nicer home and in due time, the simple pleasures of the flesh.

so that’s pretty neat. and life’s pretty fine. she feels like an ancient greek sugar baby, and honestly, isn’t that all she’s ever deserved? she’s got some nice digs ( i don’t think she’d have called them that ) and a man who worships the ground she walks on and who spoils her with pretty things, and most importantly : she is taking care of her daughter, who i absolutely didn’t forget about. eirene is the literal light of athenodora’s life, and everybody knows it. if i say jean valjean and cosette vibes, can we all pretend we get it?

and then it goes to shit. as things do.

her daughter is fourteen years old, when her father finds them ; and she doesn’t know, she never knows, if he was seeking them out or whether it was all DUMB luck. regardless of it all, he is stood inside her home, his breath coming in angry half pants, and athenodora is convinced that this is it. that her end has come. that her freedom is over. she dies, she thinks, or she returns back to the house that was not her home with him. these are her options. 

she tells her daughter to leave. she stops him from following. when she is shoved and her head hits the table, she is aware of the option he has chosen for them more than all else - but the gods, or perhaps, just one - intervenes.

until this night, athenodora had never known the truth of the volturi. but when her beloved saves her from athanasios, she sees him for what he is. she UNDERSTANDS. and she isn’t frightened. she should be, for sure, she should be running as fast as she can - but all she can think in that moment is that she is free now in all the ways she has never been... and caius, her love, is something so much larger than this life. 

for the first time, the godhood that athenodora has always dreamt of is within her grasp. she makes him promise that once eirene comes of age, he will make her into the same creature that he IS. she makes him swear a solemn oath, and he who has been so infatuated by her for so long cannot argue.

four years. this is all it takes, and then eirene is eighteen - capable of standing upon her own two feet. athenodora leaves her everything - all the gifts she has ever been given, all the wealth accumulated, the home. everything she will not need, once she is gone. and she says a final goodbye.

caius turns her himself. the greatest gift he could ever give her.

and reborn, athenodora is MORE than everyone in her life could ever dream of being. she is the queen of the underworld, the goddess of death. she is all of this, and more. at his side, she finds GREATNESS. and once she had it, athenodora decided she would never again be without. 

SECTION TWO OF THREE : volturi era.

became cool. became powerful. very emma frost of her, rly 

didnt rly care for the rest of the coven outside of caius but sometimes u gotta hang w scrubs 

didyme dies sometime after her turning, and that kind of fucks everybody up

not so much her bc like i said she didnt rly care but... caius b frightened of losing her, i guess

kind of throws a spanner in the works 

she spends a lot of time ‘locked away’. not , like, literally ( bc that’s gross! ) but... caius takes over protective to the extreme

uses this time to harness her power and fuck

not always in that order

also spends a lot of time telling him he deserves to b leader

deserves to b the new aro

who needs powers?

not u, caius

go kick their ass baby i got ur flower-

( he doesn’t go kick their ass but man she wishes he wld )

she’s genuinely devoted to him, however, as much as it sometimes seems as if she’s using him as a means to an end

she DOES do that with a LOT of people, but caius... that’s her baby! her darling! her sweetie pie! fuck everybody else in this house caius, she respects YOU ! 

she jus wants to see him be the best there ever was, and he’s.... p... happy to giv her everything she wants, so their dynamic is actually p equal 

we love to see it

anyway lots of years happened and now she’s here

seattle sucks -athenodora’s official review

but she’s fucking SICK of aro’s shit and thinks her 2020 birthday wld be the best time for an official change of pace

obviously aro can read minds so he knows athenodora has high aspirations but he has learned his fucking lesson w killing ppls mates, i guess

lucky for her!

that’s all i got

hehe

SECTION THREE OF THREE : power.

athenodora is an ungifted vampire in twilight canon, but to that i say : fuck ya chicken strips. in equinox, she be special. her power is life force manipulation, in a pretty unique ( and dare i say ) way.

she was a forty two year old woman, when she was turned. she had lived a life, and she had the MARKS to show for it. but the very first time that she drank human blood from the vein, athenodora realized that she was not as unexceptional as she had always been lead to believe she was. vampires do not change. they’re frozen in time, like statues, portraits, photographs... and yet, before caius’ very eyes - athenodora did what no other vampire could. mere seconds passed, and suddenly ; she was stood before her beloved, decades younger. it lasted as long as her thirst was sated, with her age returning to her as her eyes darkened once more. and it happened all over again, when next she fed. 

over time, she’s come to understand it well enough. she has a particular love of younger humans ; those in their twenties, and thus, physical primes. she thinks that is, in part, down to her gift ; she seeks these out to drink from because when she feeds, she’s not simply drinking their blood, but also, their life force. she’s taking theirs to add to her own.

like many gifted vampires, she has spent time learning what she can of her gift, and learning whether there is some other way to apply it. it took almost two thousand years, but eventually - athenodora discovered that with a touch, her fingertips to their skin ( and a great deal of focus ), she could render another changed, also. it lasts for only a short amount of time - an hour, maybe a little longer, depending on how strong she is. but it works. and it makes her think that, in all her unlimited time : she might just be able to do even more. be a danger. manipulate life force in a way that can DESTROY. she’ll keep on working on that for as long as she lives. 

[princedez]

Journey as a pagan witch

The pagan road. It's been quite a journey for me. My grandma that raised me was a Mexican catholic. She came to the US when there wasnt many Spanish speakers and she met a Cuban lady. Cuban lady taught her about saint magic and how to cleanse with an egg and reading cards and learning some herbs from wicca books and hoodoo books in español. I read these books as early as 10 and was confused how in Catholicism they said we had only 1 God and how in a wicca book there were many, such as Aphrodite.

Then at 13 when i was an unsatisfied atheist i met a guy that showed me his book on Wicca. So i thought "this is it. It speaks to my heart!" And i started buying Llewyn books from Barnes and Noble and calling myself a Wiccan. Until at 17 i joined a site called Wiccantogether.com and learned actual Wiccans are only wiccan if they get initiated into a British Traditional Wiccan coven. So i started calling myself a neo pagan.

I got locked up and could only remember the goddess Kali and the Great Mother Goddess type figure in Wicca. It didnt help me. I kinda went agnostic but never stopped believing in witchcraft.

In 2012 i met a theistic satanist for lack of a better word and i tried to convert to please him. Learned about the Goetia but they werent for me.

Then in 2013 or 2014 i learned about Traditional Withcraft, more specifically British Traditional witchcraft and even joined a coven which i got kicked out of. But on my own time started praising Dionysus here and there after learning of Him through the first season of True Blood.

Now that I've made my devotion official, Im being led to start praising His retinue too. Which is interesting because Im finding deities like us to meet their family and friends.

Im still not calling myself a Hellenic polytheist because i believe all the gods are real somehow and i have some curiousity about Gaulish polytheism and Celtic polytheism because on my white side I have a lot of French and a little bit from the UK too. And i do read into Aztec mythology even though most of my native ancestors were Chichimec which meant in Nahuatl (sp?) "The barbarians".

Tw: r*pe

But last week a friend of mine was raped similar to how i was raped the first time. She didnt wanna report so i asked if i could curse him. A peer of mine as a Dionysus devotee tried to tell me we cant do anything for justice, not being priests/priestesses, he was coming from the tradition of Bacchic-Orphism. Not witchcraft and felt we need Foundation before becoming witches (but that dont seem to be the case with secular witches i find). He said all i should be doing right now is devotional stuff. Praying.

But i couldnt just twidle my thumbs and do nothing other than pray for healing, after i told my friend I'd curse the guy. Because these fuckers abusing the sacred drink (alcohol) to enact violence deserve to face consequences.

So i went around my peer's advice and decided "oh..but what if i devote this work to Hecate?"

It's not my first time attempting a spell that asks for a deity's help, because a lot of wicca books with spells success those kind. But it was my first time trying to ask a deity for help in a spell that was also a friend or apart of "Dionysus retinue" and i wasnt sure how it'd go.

I asked Hecate for help in it.....and i got a pretty damn creepy eye from the candle wax. I took it to mean, someone seen or heard me...this may be a sign of success. A Hellenic witch told me my first impressions are likely the meaning.

I just gotta say, it feels weird to know I've been a polytheist since 2006 but only now the gods are making themselves known in my life (my UPG, secular witches are totally my friends yo). And i imagine including deities in my magic is gonna make my magic different...but it does feel kinda good to know Hecate has seen this rapist's face and approved of my actions. God approval is pretty validating to know i did the right thing (imo).

I'd like to know other people's evolutions as a pagan and/or witch, because i dont imagine im the only one thats had quite a journey and i have met people go from polytheist to atheist.

[pengiesama]

The Real Library of Alexandria Was the Friends We Made Along the Way (Fic, TOZ/TOB, school AU)

Title: The Real Library of Alexandria Was the Friends We Made Along the Way Series: Tales of Zestiria / Tales of Berseria Pairing: Gen Characters: Laphicet, Mikleo, Sorey, Velvet

Summary: Phi crusades against two Bigger Kids making noise in the library. He winds up discovering some common ground, and becomes leader of the nerdiest gang this side of the hemisphere.

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“…I’m not saying that you’re wrong. I’m just saying that you’re vastly misinformed.”

“So, really, you’re saying I’m wrong.”

“No, I’m saying that you’re misinformed, and that your flair for the dramatic has led you to an incorrect interpretation of our sources…”

Phi did not mind listening to debates on topics that interested him. And this one did -- he’d always liked Ancient History and was happy to hear someone discussing it with such knowledge and passion. His own class at school was currently covering the period, but...well. When all they were expected to do was to be able to name city-states and list off a handful of gods, trying to engage his classmates in discussions was an exercise in futility. Even his teacher wasn’t much better. Such was the struggle of being ten years old and maybe a bit too well-read.

No, no, the topic wasn’t the issue, nor was the debate. There was just a time and place for this kind of thing, and the public library after school fit neither of those items. There also was a need for one’s indoor voice. Phi peeped over the top of his book, scowling. His baleful stare, full of judgement and righteous fury, went entirely unnoticed. This wasn’t really that surprising, as Phi was halfway across the reading room and half-buried under a pile of heavy books at his table. He thought of clearing his throat in an accusatory tone, but the idea of making a peep in the library was anathema to the very core of his being. Sure, this section of the library was deserted except for Phi and the debaters, but...but it was the principle of the thing, and that principle was what set man apart from beast.

The two intrepid historians were wearing uniforms from a high school across town. Their status as Bigger Kids gave Phi some pause in confronting them. But with the library’s honor to defend, could he ever forgive himself if he let cowardice win? Phi thought briefly about how his babysitter Velvet might handle the issue, then paled, and stopped thinking about it, because it was kind of scary.

“—Sorey, your arguments show a level of understanding that I’d expect from someone whose historical knowledge came from half-remembered edutainment cartoons from ten years ago, not from someone who I thought knew better,” said the white-haired boy wearily.

“Look, Mikleo, I know that attributing the destruction of the Library of Alexandria to a single catastrophic event ignores other things that led to its decline—”

“And leads to more public disinformation about a section of history that’s already rife with it.”

“—but,” said the brown-haired boy (the other boy, Mikleo, had called him Sorey), pressing on. “Even if there were other events which led to its eventual decline, dissolution, destruction, etcetera, what I’m saying is that the most important and impactful of these incidents was it being set ablaze in the Siege. Aurelian’s attack on the city and the destruction of the Serapeum are drops in the bucket in comparison, when the bulk of the collection was already lost at that point!”

“But they were still important events in its final decline, no matter what your little fanfic daydreams of travelling back in time with a magic firetruck to play hero! And all this assumes that the Library even was damaged in the Siege, considering that accounts of the time are contradictory.”

“Ancient accounts from any ancient historian worth their salt all agree that the library was damaged by Caesar’s short-sighted shenanigans! And it’s not a magic firetruck. It’s—”

“Yes, yes, it’s powered by advanced technology made possible by a time loop that hinges on the hero saving the Library from being burned. You act as though I don’t pay attention when I edit your work. But if you really want to be taken seriously, you have to address the other aspects of its decline that can’t be solved by a firetruck falling from the sky.”

Sorey squinted at the ceiling in thought. “...the firetruck could fall from the sky onto Aurelian.”

“Then you’re getting into further divergent history when a Roman Emperor gets killed like a wicked witch from the Land of Oz. And there’s still the Serapeum to consider.”

“The firetruck could fall on Theophilus too.”

Mikleo appeared to be dumbstruck by this statement for a brief moment, then nearly flipped the table in rage.

“You can’t solve every tragic historical event by dropping firetrucks on it!” he all but shrieked.

“It’s called poetic irony!” Sorey shouted back. “And it’s art!”

Phi agreed with both boys on their more intellectual points, and neither of them on their thoughts about art and literature. More importantly, he also agreed with them on the importance of preserving cultural institutions, which meant that he was duty-bound to intervene in this fight before they destroyed this library too. Luckily, he knew the Dewey Decimal System like the back of his hand, and quickly collected a volume of text that might be able to smother the flames of this debate before they spiraled out of control.

Phi marched over to the older boys’ table, and – taking a page out of Velvet’s book on confrontations – slammed the volume down as hard as he could onto the wooden surface. But, as he was still a polite boy, he was sure to scream “excuse me” while he did so.

The two older boys stared at him, wide-eyed and silent, as the bang and scream reverbed off the library’s walls. Taking the opportunity for their undivided attention, Phi opened the book he’d brought over to the appropriate page and tapped a heading.

“Ptolemy VIII’s mass purges of Alexandrian intellectuals who opposed his seizure of the Egyptian throne, and the accompanying political turmoil in the Ptolemaic dynasty at the time, weakened the Library considerably,” Phi began, confidently. “This sent the Library into decline, well before Caesar’s invasion over a century later.”

The shock and confusion melted away from Sorey’s face. He reflected quietly on Phi’s thesis and gave an embarrassed little smile.

“...I guess I really did kind of get hung up on the dramatic events, huh?” he said sheepishly. “Man, with all the craziness going on during that period, it’s kind of a surprise the Library didn’t get set on fire sooner…”

“I don’t think there are enough time-travelling firetrucks in the world to drop on all the troublemakers back then,” Mikleo agreed. “But I’m guilty too, of only looking post-Siege, and at the Roman side of things.”

“And you’re both guilty of yelling in the library,” Phi added. “I could hear you all the way over there.

He pointed accusingly towards his table, which was still piled high with books. The two boys looked abashed.

“I’m so sorry,” Mikleo said. “We...we didn’t see you over there.”

Admittedly, from this table, it was quite hard to see where he’d been sitting, buried behind the books. Sorey, for his part, was already on his way over to Phi’s table. He looked over some of the volumes, interest clear on his face.

“Wow...no wonder you schooled us on this. I’ve been meaning to read some of these!”

“Well, don’t start with that one,” Phi said, gesturing to the volume in Sorey’s hand. “You’re not going to understand it without some background knowledge...”

When the time came for Phi to leave, he had lectured both boys quite thoroughly on history – and what’s more, he had quite completely forgiven them for their sins. Despite their...eccentricities, Sorey and Mikleo were very knowledgeable on ancient topics from around the world, and treated Phi as their equal -- not just some novelty to be humored and “corrected” on topics he knew like the back of his hand. They promised to be here again tomorrow, to talk more, and...and Sorey had talked about making an Ancient History Club, for the three of them, and that would just be too cool…

“It sounds like you had fun,” Velvet observed, after Phi had breathlessly explained to her all the above. “Give me your hand until we’re done crossing the street.”

Idly, Velvet wondered whether she should go through the trouble of inspecting these two new friends of Phi’s – and by “inspecting”, she meant putting the fear of god into them, and by the fear of god, she meant the fear of her.

Phi dutifully grabbed Velvet’s good hand and continued. “We’ll have official meetings once a week and unofficial get-togethers on the other days of the week, except Tuesdays, when Sorey has Track club and Mikleo goes to Home Ec club, but that day I think I can go to the library anyway and just plan our activities for the rest of the week…”

…but, honestly, they seemed like they were a perfect fit for Phi already. Velvet walked with him, hand in hand, and decided to hold off. At least for now.

[knightsweeties]

18 June 2019

I want to write this dream before I forget it.

It was those video game-eque kind of dreams but at the same time, movie. The setting was the movie part but my perspective was being used like a video game.

I remember gangs being involved, was waiting with my small team to do something, perhaps it was to get an assignment? Maybe not. I remember we were waiting a gangster leader's son, who was trying to get attention by some ladies in the parking lot.

My team members were bored of their minds or watching the son making a fool out of himself. He's been attempting to lure women over but kept failing because he's socially awkward, and overshares himself. But overall we just thought he was a moron

I remember the son wearing a yellow floral shirt, the ones dads would wear for a tropical vacation, white pants and had fluffy bleach blond hair, sunglasses, and a watch or bracelet. He became irrelevant to the dream but that's what I can recall.

He was trying to lure down these two girls, I felt pity considering they were the only two girls walking through the parking lot. They seemed interested when the son mentioned he was rich and can give them free dinner. He said he'll have his chefs make dinner right away, and bluntly tells them the background of his chefs. The team face-palmed, the girls suddenly disgusted. They didn't want to be in any business with gangs and left.

The parking lot was big enough for a good sized church, there was many cars parked but you would see a few cars going around the parking lot. One of them had a driver learning how to drive, another going back and forth between the parked cars (drunk? Or just an idiot)

There was another one I saw as my team started to head out to our car, considering the previous cars I've mentioned were making a little difficult, the last one I've seen was one with a glowing (burning) bumper on the left side. I saw as I passed by her plate said "love" slowly getting eaten by the burning light. My mind shows me two young men with those burning sticks they would use for horses their heads out of their windows and trying to get that last car. They were trying to make that car explode.

The car now suddenly parked, the poor lady who was in the building, she was trying to prove to these other men (who have a relation to those torch men) that love is the solution to all.

She was a short woman, she was covered in a long cloth, if I could explain it I would say she's either a witch doctor or a fortune teller. Wearing a scarf to hiding her head and face, black and navy, tints of yellows or gold. She had a young voice but her posture made her seem elderly.

I remember running to avoid the explosion, and next I was a neighborhood, speaking to my actual dad about what happened just now. As he started to drive, the dream shifted the car into a large van with my team, we also had a new recruit, who seemed nervous and she didn't wanted to be part of this at all.

I remember this part of my dream will be the video game part of it. We were in the middle of the city, tall towers and a small park on our right side of the road.

My team had various weapons, we had to scroll and pick which was appropriate of the situation. There were stun guns, rifles, shotguns, and others. All of them was alien.

We had to follow this one particular xenomorph that was hopping around the city, crawling on buildings and causing havoc.

There was an enemy team that had the same assignment but with another xenomorph

From what I can remember is that we accidentally killed ours, and had to start over.

Our second attempt I felt more confident. Knowing which guns to use for our xenomorph (a gun that would give target electricity and little bit of pain) and the rest is for our surroundings, including our rival team

Our new recruit was holding back and she felt helpless. Then I remember giving her reassurance and everything will be okay.

Next I remember cornering our alien into a building. The outside seemed like an active business building, but inside it was like an empty barn.

We managed to stun our respective alien a few times, then it fell to the ground and transformed into what it looks like the nervous system, but it still had the shape of a xenomorph.

Floating in air on it's back. Was told to get the electric gun out and shoot it again

Few more times and it transformed once more.

The setting became dark, light coming from the top of the roof. It almost looked like we were in the water.

I remember both our teams arguing of "who won" or "cheating" or whatever it was. Then a senior member told all of us to hush

I looked to where the alien was, only to be replaced with a merman. Floating in air, eyes closed. He had dark skin, a very muscular body, and a long black tail. I want to say an orca's tail.

The teams started to argue once more as I continued to look at him in wonder and awe. But with the noise his eyes opens, angry. As the setting was dark and blue like the ocean, his eyes turned red. Glowing yellows and oranges. I didn't know what I was thinking but my first response was to stun him again

It didn't work. He just became angrier.

He went for me first. Startling both teams

He didn't do much to me, I was too in shock and in awe to realize he had me against the wall, trying to crush me with his weight alone.

He swam off moments after

I was fine, just surprised if anything.

We followed him, the setting changed when we got out of the building. The building was still there but the ground changed.

A waterfall? Barely. Lots of rocks on the side with water trickling down. Had crabs and it was suddenly bright and happy. I remember following the merman into a hospital. He was getting supplies for something, and I knew it wasn't good.

My dream never concluded of what he was making, the last thing I remembered was in a hospital room, a doctor was organizing a patient's teeth? But she was sitting next to a patient that was under. She had this weird machanical device and she was reorganizing something in the patient while never going into the patient at all.

The patient had this other device hovering his head. A box and a black hole in the back.

The merman barges inside and shoves his hand into the back of the device and taking something from inside. I wasnt sure what it was but it looked important. The merman swam off to get more other supplies

I stayed put due to concern of the patient. The doctor was trying not to panic and finish whatever she was doing. But I knew she couldn't do it without whatever the merman took.

I remember her saying to his family "dont worry, we should be fine. And no dont turn it off it would just... (fry his brain)"

The rest of the dream was vague and I kept a few things out. For some reason celebrities were there popping into my dreams. And the last thing was suddenly whatever I just saw was on a screen the entire time. It was just a movie

Then I woke up

[onthedgeofthend]

Endgame and Age of Ultron

okay so we all know how out of character most the original avengers were acting at the end in endgame right? well rewatching aou gave me an idea.... so we all know how scarlet witch messed with the avengers minds and they saw the visions right? well they all got their ending based on the visions that they saw.

starting with cap cause his ending makes the least sense.... caps vision was a distorted vision of that dance he promised peggy.... in endgame cap got to have a peaceful dance with peggy back in his time.....its like, for example when ur writing and the charaters are talking and the plot is advancing but not in the way you want so you quickly try to get the ending you want even if it makes no sense with the character development already in the story (thats exactly what the russos did!) if you think about caps whole “peggy over bucky” makes sense...at least kinda.

next iron man cause people seem pretty torn up by him.. sooo his ironically makes the most sense?? i mean in his vision everyone died bc he “didnt do enough” and in endgame everyone lived and he died bc he snapped and saved the universe. case closed. ‘kay soo i guess thor... his vision is an asgardian party where heimdall has white eyes? blindness, maybe?? well all of thor family (not counting the avengers) are dead aaand so is half of asgard...and the actual place asgard ....also dont know if this counts but everyone in his vision os obviously drunk and what does tgoe turn into......a grumpy drunk and his also delves more into infinity stones you giys already know about.

noww we look at nat and shes the fun one....so nats vision is of her time in the Red Room and as far as i know there is no distortion like everyone else’s.... in hers we hear a younger version of herself saying “you’ll break them” and i gues her instructor saying “only the breakable ones” and then we hear/see about her graduation and then the younger nat says “i am no one” (or something like that) and this is significant bc in endgame she was the one soul that had to die in order to get the Soul Stone and thus proving that she is a person/worth loving.

aaaand last but certainly not least bruce... his was the easiest once i stopped being an idoit..... soo everybody was all wondering what did bruce see bc it wasnt shown on camera and i have a soultion,,, bruce saw the hulk that he had turned into.... he saw exactly what scared him most which was losing control of hulk and endangering/ killing innocent people. and he turned into that hulk bc like tony ( and i think thor too) said hulk is there to protect banner and thats what he (probably) thought he was doing.

and clint didnt have one cause mind control is just not his thing :)

i hope this makes much more sense to you than it did whilst typing ;)

[luxexhomines]

Hello! I was reading through your blog and wanted to ask if you could write for Tsumugi with a female S/O who is the Ultimate Witch? In or out of the V3 universe is fine. Thank you!

Hullo, anon! Thanks for the request!! Although Tsumugi isn’t my favorite character, I so enjoyed writing this. I put it out of the V3 universe, so there are no spoilers for anyone wondering. Wasn’t sure if you wanted the reader be doing “real magic” or magic tricks, so it’s a little vague, haha.Icon credit to 64pxs! Also wow my third request finished in one day although it’s past 1AM & technically a new day here now!

Guess I’d classify this as fluff, too. It’s not that long, so it’s not under the cut. Here you go!

Tsumugi x Female! Ultimate Witch! S/O

You knocked on her door and grasped the doorknob, fully intending to open it and peek in the gap, but your plans were abruptly foiled by her voice.

“Don’t even try,” she cackled. “The door’s locked and I’ve got a chair keeping it closed, you know?”

When you tried to turn it, it was true. It wouldn’t budge an inch.

“Oh, come on, Tsumugi!” You whine right outside the door, making sure she could hear you loud and clear. “I haven’t seen you leave that room for a third day now! I know that you’ve got snacks and a bathroom connected to your room, but that can’t be healthy,” you beg. “Please come out…”

Either she’s ignoring you, or she’s ignoring you. Two perfectly possible options. You could even hear her plaintively humming a random tune, a tune that seemed reminiscent of a folksong–but what did that matter now, when part of her reasons for doing so was to drown out the sound of you?

“Can I at least come in, Tsumugi?” You knock on the door again, but you’re soundly rejected.

“No! You’re not allowed in here for the rest of the week, even if I do come out of the room,” she says firmly.

She was getting strangely obsessive about hiding the contents of her room from you, and you were extremely worried. The only times she ever pulled stunts like this was when she hadn’t finished preparing a cosplay for a con coming up soon, but the problem was that there were no cons coming up soon. As you understood it, she had taken a leave from work to do whatever it was she was doing in that room, and you had no clue what was so important that she’d take a week off of work to do it. She thrived off of that income to make living wage and make cosplays in addition to all her the money from her sponsors.

You could only sigh at the plain white door and walk back to your own room, resigned to your lonely fate for the rest of the week. It was anyone’s guess what she was doing or why she was hiding it from you, including your own, despite being her girlfriend.

You supposed you’d go practice your magic for the upcoming magic show you were holding while Tsumugi did…whatever it was she was doing. There was no time to waste at her doorway, calling her name to a silent answer or pounding on the door in exasperation. 

You took a deep breath and gathered your focus for the first act, a rather simple attention-getter with birds flying from your sleeves like colorful ribbons spewing from them. Somehow, it was always the easiest magic that was easiest to mess up, so you ended up practicing the act for at least an hour, worried about the possibility of success in a live performance.

Falling back on the bed, you pant slightly in exertion. Who said magic was as easy as waving a wand? That’s only what magicians wanted other people to believe, after all. If the magician was dropping dead from exhaustion, no one would enjoy the show–no, it was much better for them to believe that the magician possessed unlimited amounts of mana and could continue performing magic for an entire day but just ended it at around an hour for the audience’s scheduling convenience.

But even magicians weren’t immortal. You decided to take a break and walked to the kitchen, grabbing a drink of water to hydrate yourself before returning to practice, throwing a bitter, yearning look toward Tsumugi’s closed door.

It was going to be a long week, just you and your magic.

On the day of the magic show, you hoped Tsumugi would emerge from her cave, maybe make an appearance. But it was fifteen minutes before the show, and she still hadn’t come.

You let out a sigh of disappointment and return to your dressing room as you pick at your ratty, ripped seams of what used to be a smart looking, black long-sleeved tailcoat and matching pencil skirt. You’d had it since your very first show, and you liked it very much, but it was ready to retire and had been for a while now.

In fact, you were surprised Tsumugi hadn’t commented on it–she usually would make note of any clothes you owned that were no longer serving a functional and aesthetic purpose and bring you out to buy new ones. Speaking of Tsumugi, your dressing room just burst open with a long, blue-haired girl in spectacles and carrying what looks like a newly pressed outfit in black.

“Tsumugi! You’re here,” you gasp. “I thought you weren’t coming.”

She rushes over to you, out of breath and frenetic.

“Oh, good, you’re in your dressing room! Take this,” she thrust the plastic protected outfit at you along with a box of what you assumed to be shoes. “Sorry I’m late, it took me so long to finish this. Go change, your show is starting in ten minutes!”

You look at her in confusion, but do as she asks. You’re used to her frantic nature, even if she was rather laidback most of the time. When you finish dressing, she claps her hands together in delight, and swooning.

“Oh, I knew you’d look great in this! I’ve had this idea for forever, I’m so happy I finally get to see you wear it. I can die happy now,” she declares passionately, almost drooling with excitement, her blue eyes glimmering brightly.

You examine the outfit, which includes a pair of white gloves, black heels, a black top hat, and a similar black tailcoat, black dress shirt and pencil skirt, along with a tie of your favorite color wrapped snugly around your neck that curves over your bust gently.

“Tsumugi, you made this for me?”

She nods proudly.

“I think I did a bang-up job of it, too! It’s absolutely perfect for you,” she beams at you, as lovely and warm as the golden sun, and you can only grin like a fool in response.

“You sure did. You sure did,” you repeat, amazed by her accurate, neat needlework and toiling dedication she had offered you in making the outfit.

“Now, go out there and amaze the crowds,” she encourages you, giving you a light push on the back and going out to join the audience below.

The magic show goes splendidly–you don’t know if you’ve ever done a better job, and all kinds of flowers, roses, daffodils, daisies, skyrocket toward your lone figure standing at the center of the black stage, hoping to be caught by you. You wave at the audience happily and skip on and off the stage to the standing ovation before exiting for good.

Luckily for you, Tsumugi is waiting at your dressing room, so there’s no need for you to push through the masses to find her, and you immediately envelop her in a hug, tackling her, and her breath leaves her with the impact you’ve come at her with. She wraps her arms around your back, and you can feel her pride for you simply seeping out like radioactive waves.

You don’t let go of her for a long, long time, and when you finally let go of her, you smile at her in a daze. You can’t believe your girlfriend is this gorgeous, kind, devoted, thoughtful girl standing in front of her.

“I think I’m in love with you, Tsumugi,” you say, staring straight into her eyes, endless pools of blue.

She smiles back, pushing her spectacles up slightly.

“A good thing, too, because I think I’m in love with you, too. That is, if you couldn’t tell after I spent over a week cooped up in my room to make this ensemble for you,” she replies, gesturing at your outfit.

You pat her on the head.

“Yes, yes, I know, good girl. But I was so lonely,” you pout. “Did you have to leave me alone like that for such a long time? I could have died of loneliness!”

She simply laughs full-heartedly.

“I suppose we’d be in trouble if you were a rabbit, huh? But there’ll be no more loneliness on my watch. That sounds rather presumptuous of me to say, but you can trust me on that,” she smiles charmingly as she puts a hand on her hip.

You laugh back at her, sharing in her joy and playfulness.

“You’d better live longer than I do, in that case,” you tease.

Tsumugi bends toward you and places a small kiss on the tip of your nose.

“Your wish is my command, royal magician of the court,” she chuckles.

You smirk and slip a hand around the small of her back, pulling her in closer so that both of your bodies are pressed against each other, and kiss her on the lips deeply. 

“Then, my first command is that thou shalt stay at my side for the rest of our mortal lifespans.”

You can feel the corners of her lips stretch out and upward at this, and you take that to be her response as you draw her in for many more sweet kisses.

[mac45477]

this is a ruff draft i have been working on for almost and hr let me know what you think and along with if you would continue to read it.

our stoy takes place on a dark rainy cloudy night. a small town becoems visable as we come up over a small hill out of the wood line. i am gettign very tired and need to get me a drrink before i reside to a sleeping chamber. i stop in the local pub of this unknown town. as i grab a table to myself in the back away from all the chatter and laughter of the locals the bar maiden brings me a drink. when thats about gone she brings me another and calls me by my birth name witch is one i havent hurd in a very long time. i begine to think to myself as i set there and continue to drink did i tell her my name, have i ever been here before, have i met her somewhere before. as tiem went on and the locals begain to file out slowly one by one or two and three at a time i continued to set there and drink. time didnt seam to matter to me anymore. the pub was nice and eligant. it had a off white paint on the walls, a fireplace to the left of my table, witch tonight was nice since it had been raining, the bar was in an easy location to my table since th bar maiden keep seeing my glass was almost empty and would bring me a new one every time. the door was about 25 feet infrount of me. to the right there was more tables. as i am setting here i see him a man i have ran intot in the past who just seams to pop up from time to time in my travels. i dont know him because everytime i go to approch him he seams to vanish but tonight its almost like he wants me to come talk to him. he is setting at a table in a corner by him self just looking at me. when i look up and he sees i am looking he smiles its kind of a creepy smile even for a man like myself to see. its like hes calling to me to come but also like if i get to close something bad will happen. i want to find out what this man wants with me but also something tells me to stay away. all i got to say is if he is still here by the time i finish drinking i will stumble my way over to him and if he wants to fight he has a fight.

an hr or so passes by and the slinder pale man is still setting there. was he that pale in the begining when i first spotted him. i dont rememeber. another thing i noticed is he has coal black eyes but that might just be the lighting. it is offly dark in here. i have finally drank myself to the point its time to go ask him what his problem is. as i get up from my table he jsut sets at his table and wates for me like he has been exspecting me all night. i finally reach his table. he motions for me to set down. with you saying a word to him he says my birth name. agian i havent hurd that name in years. i ask how he knows me by that name he does not answer. he just sets there and looks at me for a moment. then he proceids by saying i wondered how long it was going to take you to get up and finally come over here . i ask what he ment by that? yet again he says nothing about the quwstions i ask. he just sets there looking at me yet again. by this time i have had enough and ask why are you here and what do you weant with me? his only answer is. it willl come out in time my son. my son what do you mean by that mr. i ask? he says noting yet again.

as we set there almost everyone has left the pub theres only a few people left and there about 3 sheats to the wind and cant even play the card game they started 5 min ago. by this time the man says why dont we go for a walk and i will show you everything you need to know? he has my attiontion now just because if he has any information on the man i am hunting for that killed my amily that night i will finally get hte vengance i have been longing for.

as we leave the pub a fog rolls over the town. i can only see the mn that was at the pub and my self everything else is in a white blanket. as we walk she says nothing for a long time. we finally reach some where i think it might be middle of town and he says you want to know what happened that night dont you so you can find the man responsible? by this point i think hes jsut messsing with me and i dont think he has any answers. i reach for my blade and he says you draw that and kill me i will not beable to give you the answers you are looking for. so i stop in mid reach. i drop my hand back to my side and allow him to talk some more but as presumed he says nothing. then after a few minutes of standing there he says just one line over i can show you everything. i tell hem i want to know what you mean by that. he coems back with it will coast you everything tho. at this point the drunken rage is starting to take over. he tells me to think about it for a night and he will come for me on the night of the full moon. then he steps into the fog and is gone. not even 5 seconds after he steps into the fog the fog lifts and i awaken in my room at the inn that i have no clue on to how i got there. i go to the desk and ask the clerk how i got there last night and he says i came in drunk off my ass and asked for a room for two nights so he gave me the only avalible room for that long.

i make my way back to the pub and start asking around about the pale man with coal black eyes from last night. no one there has ever seen this man in there life go figure. does he have everyone scared of him or did i just imagine hime last night from drinking to much. as i set at a table i begain to look around and try to figure out where he was setting but the strange thing is the tables are not set up the same. nothings the same as last night so was it all truly a dream.

i go back to theh inn and go back to my room. i spend the day thinking over what that man said to me i can show you all but it will caust you everything. what does he mean by that? i fid myself getting very tired and i laydown to take a nap. by the time i wake up it is already dark out. i decide to walk back to the pub and grab soem food and a dirink that is all just one ndrink tonight and some food. since i havent ate all day and i need something.

when i get to the pub everyhting is how it was this morning when i got there. i set down the bar maide brings me food and a drink. i take the food and drink. as i set there i think to myself this is strange yet again i didnt tell her what i wanted yet she brougt me food i havent had since my mother passed. away and the same drink as last night. soenthigs not right here in this town they know to much aabout me with me never being here or meeting any of these people. after i finish my food and drink i leave and decide to go walking. i want answers to how theses people know so much about me. its deathly quiet tonight no music or any souds. its just after sunset so there sould still be people out and there should still be music filling the air. as i walk further into town i knotice someone following me just out side of my eye sight but i know there there thats the good thing about being hald orc. we have this sixth sence where we can tell when we are being tracked. the thing is i look almost human only thing that gives me away is the muscular buils and the way my hair grows just on the crown of my head. i have had my teeth cut so they look human. as i walk a few more blocks i turn quick down a side street and try to circle behind my stalker but they some how vanish into thin air. i am no longer being followed. i also find myself back infrount of the inn i am staying at yet it wasnt there when i walked down this street a min ago.

[sloturtle]

Trick or Treat (Kara x Ralph)

I'm always here to deliver! I think they're one of my favorites to write for because I've got such a sweet tooth with relationships. This turned out really tame and domestic.

It's really just them being a big family on Halloween and the ship element isnt super focused on. Woops, sorry ^_^'

Edit: ok honestly I wanna do a series of halloween themed stories with Ralph and Kara

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Ralph fumbled with his tie, frustrated. He kept tying it upside down. As a gardener he was used to tying ribbons and yarn to seal packages and hold together arrangements but never had he tied something on himself.

It was Halloween, a human holiday, and Alice had educated her family on the topic. They were to wear costumes and consume copious amounts of sugar and maybe watch a few horror films. It confused Ralph, but the little girl had seemed so excited he couldn't help but join in.

Now here he was, standing in front of the mirror trying desperately to get his outfit to look right. He looked ridiculous. The suit was a bit baggy and the sleeves were a tad too long. Not to mention his hair. Kara had done his hair, so he didnt complain, but it sure was weird seeing it combed up so neatly.

"Ralph doesn't understand why he must wear this." he mumbled, giving up on the tie.

"Because we are dressing up as a group and you were fine with Alice and I picking the costumes." Kara called from their bathroom. Ralph made an involuntary noise when she stepped out to look at him, occupied with fixing her earrings.

Kara looked far better than Ralph. Though, her hair wasnt the right length for the costume and was dyed black, her dress hugged her form in all the right places and her lips were painted red. She looked stunning. Kara came over to him and tied his tie, adjusting it a bit before patting his shoulder.

"You look great, Ralph. Very dapper." she said.

"Kara looks better. No doubt, Kara looks much better. Ralph thinks Kara looks beautiful." Ralph looked at his feet, suddenly very aware of himself in his boxy clothes.

"Thank you Ralph." Kara leaned up on her toes, placing a kiss on Ralph's cheek.

"Ralph, Kara! Jerry is here!" Alice announced, poking her head into their room. She wore her hair in two braids and a black dress with a white collar. Kara followed Alice to the living room to greet Jerry.

"Dont forget your moustache, dear!" Kara reminded him as she went. Ralph nodded, going to the bathroom and searching through Kara's makeup. Once he found the eyeliner, he drew on a thin moustache and joined his family.

Jerry stood in front of him, a bald cap snuggly fit over his head. Ralph couldn't help but laugh. Jerry did go all out.

"You all look great!" Jerry gave a little hop, spinning Alice around the room. "This is going to be so much fun!"

"Now all we need is Luther and we can head out on our adventure." Kara nodded, gathering up everything they'd need for the night. They had extensive plans and Kara marked everything down into time slots. She wanted Alice's first Halloween to be memorable.

"Ralph is sure we will be fine. Plenty of time in the night. He is positive that we will get to everything on Kara's list." Ralph hugged Kara into his side and she smiled, noticeably still worried. They all turned to the door as a slow, loud knock resonated through the house. Alice and Jerry cautiously approached the door and pulled it open to reveal a looming silhouetted figure in the doorway. Ralph squeaked in surprise.

The figure groaned lowly and stumbled forward, revealing Luther in his butler costume. He was making a funny face and held his arms out in front of him like a zombie.

"Aahhh!" Alice cried out with laughter as Luther chased her around the room, eventually scooping her up into a hug.

"You ready to go trick or treating, little one?" he asked.

"Yeah! Kara and I have been planning this for weeks so let's go!" she pumped her fists into the air and hopped down from Luther's arm. Alice grabbed Jerry's hand and began dragging him through the front door. "Come on, come on, come on!"

The five of them made their way to their first stop- Markus' house. They read online that it was advised to always hit the richer neighborhoods first as they have the best loot. Of course, Kara had called ahead of time to let Markus know they were stopping by.

Alice and Jerry excitedly ran up to the front door and knocked. They both called out, "Trick or treat!"

Luther, Ralph, and Kara stood behind them, content with simply observing. The door opened and Markus stepped out in full classical Dracula regalia.

"Bluh bluh bluh!" he said through his pointed teeth. "Trick or treaters, eh?"

"Wow Markus! You went all out huh? You look like you stepped right out of a Brahm Stoker novel!" Kara praised, eyeing his costume.

"Says you, Missus Addams," he scoffed "your whole bunch is coordinated." Markus reached back inside the entryway to retrieve a handful of large candy bars. "Enjoy your night, you youngsters." he handed the candy to each of them and grinned.

"Have a good night, Markus." Luther waved as Jerry and Alice ran ahead, giggling happily. Ralph shook his head. Those two were like siblings and if it weren't for his appearance, you would never guess Jerry was an adult. Ralph jumped when he felt something slip into his hand. He looked down to see Kara's fingers entwined with his. If his heart could melt, it would.

They walked after the others, on to their next destination. The group hit a couple other houses between there and the Anderson household, but they finally arrived. This time, Kara knocked and they all waited for whoever was going to greet them.

Connor opened the door, a wide smile on his face. His costume was not as elaborate or elegant as Markus' but it was just as good. He wore a flannel shirt and what was hopefully a fake crossbow strapped to his back. His belt was lined with a few silvery bolts.

"Hello, Addams! If you cannot tell, I am a rendition of Van Halen!" Connor greeted.

"He's the monster hunter sent by Cyberlife." a gruff voice chimed in from deeper in the house.

"Lieutenant, come show them your costume!" Connor called back.

"No, I look stupid."

"Lieutenant, Alice would like to see it." the android insisted. There was a moment of pause before some rustling and a big hairy beast shuffled into the doorway. Hank had two furry ears pinned into his hair and patches of fur poking from rips in his clothes. He too, like Markus, had false fangs in, though he seemed less adapted to them and seemed to grimace when he moved his mouth.

"We thought you were going to be dressed up, Hank." Kara teased. Hank bared his teeth halfheartedly before chuckling and kneeling down to Alice's level.

"Hey kiddo, having fun?" he ruffled her hair.

"Yep!" she nodded. "We saw a witch, and a vampire, and a bunch of zombies already."

"Well, that sounds pretty darn spooky." Hank nodded, standing up and reaching into the bowl Connor was holding. "Here, it's dangerous to go alone so take this." he dumped a handful of sweets into Alice's bag.

"Thanks, Hank!"

Jerry looked at Hank expectantly, holding out his own bag. The Lieutenant looked between Connor and Jerry, incredulously. Finally, he gave up and grabbed another handful.

"Ah boy." he rolled his eyes and dropped the candy into Jerry's bag. Jerry and Alice raced each other back to the car, cheering.

"Thank you so much for participating, Hank. This means a lot to us." Kara smiled.

"This has been fun for Alice. Seeing her friends has been nice- very nice. Many thanks, Connor, Lieutenant." Ralph nodded. They said their goodbyes and joined Alice and Jerry.

"Right, next up is scary movies." Kara pulled her list from her bag and checked off 'Trick or Treating'.

"As long as we dont watch Alien, I'm good." Luther shrugged.

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Alien is my favorite movie, fuck you Luther lmao it's a masterpiece. Idk I just feel like he wouldn't like that movie. I still love him though.

Tune in next time for scary movie family time.

[vivilice]

Regret (1)

No warnings

Genre: romance, Otherworldy, fantasy, LGBT+

A wind swept paper petals up towards the sky. A grand castle surrounded by a red sky lay in silence. The servants and stewards of this place all have a fabricated hearts. Only three residents carry a body of flesh and blood. A human with eyes of God and one arm. Who carries a promise with the two others. A dragon who has been around the longest and watches the other two from afar. Who carries his hobbies with vigor. A demon born from resentment which took a paper rose as his vessel. Who keeps the title of Devil and would rather spend time with the two others than those from outside.

The living room was dimly lit. Rosell sat on the windowsill one foot dangling down and with crossed arms. He looked outside at the rain. Hell was soaking with sound of roaring thunder in the distance. It was pleasant to hear. Really making the comforts of home more cozy.

“Wow, it’s thundering like crazy out there. I wonder if it’ll come closer.” A bright young woman sat down beside the Devil. Her peach skin illuminated every time a bolt of lightning lit the sky. Her long unruly blond hair fell nicely on her shoulders. Her smile warmed the Devil who she called brother everytime he looked at it. 

A nice scent came sneaking in on them. It came directly from the kitchen which was placed beside the living room. A young looking man came strolling in. He wore a blue dress with a nice fluffy jacket, an apron and oven mittens while carrying stew. A long blue and white tail closed the kitchen door behind him. His slitted eyes screamed mischievous and his grin was painted a bright red.

 “Food’s served.” He sang. The young woman, who was named Dina Ravenwood, who sat beside the Devil got up and darted to the dinning table. The man with the dragon’s tail, named Ikle Raveice sat down beside her and served her a portion of his cooking. He looked at his younger brother who still sat at the window. “Come eat with us already! I made your fav stew, you know.” Rosell Chartam Ibaraki, the Devil of the Fabricated Hell, stood up and sat down beside Ikle.

The little family sat and ate. Chatting about Dina’s school, about demonic affairs, about fashion and then. Dina,“Oh yeah! Today in religion I got in a heated discussion with two of the boys from the other class.” Ikle sniggered, “Wow, pro’lly ‘cause they had their own version of the Devil and such, huh? Not like anyone know the right answer right?” Ikle said, elbowing the Devil. Dina laughed and stuck her tongue out for her dragon brother. “Why are you booing me I’m right!” Ikle’s use of an old meme earned him another elbow.

“Actually,” Dina began after she had stopped laughing. “We were talking about resentment toward God and how The Devil...is driven by only that, hate.” Hearing Dina say that Rosell could only keep eating. 

A shadow fell over Rosell’s features and he stared out of the window again. Ikle gulped loudly and gestured for Dina to change subject. Dina however, was quite nosy.

“Rosell? I argued against them because I know better, right.” She continued. Without hesitating Rosell answered, “Nah, they’re pretty much right. But you know that too. If it wasn’t for that god-for-nothing, i’d-“ Dina, “You’d what?” Silence feel over the room. “Isn’t that quite dumb?” Rosell turned his head, seething anger started to rise. he clenched his fists.

Dina’s face was stern and Ikle could only sigh. “Dina.” Rosell began, trying to keep his voice calm. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. You know what he did.”  Dina was relentless, “I know he killed them. But didn’t you kill his forces too?” Rosell became angrier, he almost said something until Dina said, “Didn’t you want to be able to be left unrestrained? Is this your anger? You didn’t know any of them! Neither the circumstances surrounding why God saw it as a necessity to... ok I won’t defend mass murder. But... you hate a guy you never really met. And for what? The resentment your predessecors formed you from?” 

Silence filled the room after Dina spoke. Suddenly, a loud humm broke out. Rosell turned his head and was met with the biggest “I told you bro!” Face from Ikle. 

All the anger which had been built up suddenly dissapeared as if a witch had swung her staff. It dawned on Rosell.

She was right.

Ikle looked at Dina who returned the look. Then back to Rosell who stared at his plate Suddenly, Dina couldnt take her brother’s silence anymore. 

“Uhh, Rosell? Sorry, I just wanted-“ Dina didn’t get the chance to finish. “You’re right.” “Huh?” It blurted from Ikle. Rosell rested his chin in his hand and looked troubled.

Rosell, “You’re absolutely right.”

~

Footsteps rang out throughout the Heavens. A colorful seraph darted around God’s abode to try and find the lord. Finally, after opening the absolute last door in the whole palace the angel found God.

A big white coat, with splotches of dried paint, floated around a being with a dimmed aura. With colorless hair tied loosely by the neck, held by a huge bead. A young man rotated his body to show a patchwork of vitiligo on his skin. Big round glasses surrounded his eyes which were two differen colors, one blue one and one purple. He broke into a smile, “Miza!! What is it?” The seraph stood straight and answered, “Young lord Bell, I-I believe I found Strezia’s daughter!!!!”

Colorful eyes widened and the smile became bigger. The God jumped into his angel’s embrace and celebrated with gusto, jumping up and down. “Are you for real?! Then what are we waiting for? Hurry and let’s go already!!!”

The seraph staggered and tried to readjust themselves, “Bell,uh Bell. Remember. It’s the human realm we are going to. You need to hide your aura!” Baltazar, the God of The World of Allure smiled, “Well, I think I will need your help... you know. My art block and all.” The seraph called Miza didn’t answer. Only giving a knowing nodd and then the two were on their way.

~

“What do you mean you can’t tell me?!” Baltazar almost started crying. The lady behind the counter  couldn’t help but fidget while Baltazar got closer and closer up in her face.

“Bell... calm down. They can’t just give out the information like that.” Baltazar turned to look at Miza, “But, but. Then how will we...” “Excuse me, sirs?” Both turned to the lady, who was in charge of the orphanage register. “Like I said.” She began. “I can’t just give out addresses at random. And since you can’t prove that you’re related to this woman, then it doesn’t look good for your search...”

Baltazar’s face turned gloom. It was like all the color around him died out and became grey. 

“But there might just be a way.”

Instantly, Baltazar’s face brightened up. The woman behind the counter turned in her seat and began pressing keys on her computer and click around with her mouse. 

“You see... five years ago. A woman related to miss Ravenwood came to search for her as well. She left her business card. It’s all I can give you as of now.” She reached for a file and pulled out a small dull business card.

Baltazar took the card and thanked the lady profusely. Then he darted out the door with Miza dangling behind him.

“So... huff, huff what now?” Miza inquired. Baltazar stopped on a sidewalk and turned to Miza, “Hold out your hands. I need some inspiration.” Miza held out her hands and they both closed their eyes. After minute standing like that, earning the two weird looks from pedestrians they knew where to go.

~

Penelope power walked down the lane in centrum. She kept looking at her watch and walked faster and faster. She had done it so many times that even her stilettos gnawing at her heels wasn’t a bother anymore. Just slap on some patches and then she would be fine! Oh well, she also had to call Dina and wish her luck on her test and then there was that new apartment opening and then. Umpf!

Penelope, “watch were you’re going!” Staggering back from the impact Penelope surveyed the person in front of her. Messy, oversized coat, bleached hair, smudged glasses, and ... heterochromia? Without noticing Penelope had begun to sneer at the jaywalker. “Uh... I’m! I’m so sorry.” The man begun to bow up and down. So much that Penelope felt nauseous just looking at the other, she asked him or was it a her? To stop.

After the person stopped Penelope made her way to leave until her wrist was grabbed. 

Big mistake.

Penelope had practiced martial arts since grade school. She was quite proud of her hand palm block and wrestled the attacker’s hand backwards. A pitiful scream was released and people around the two stared in disbelief. This attacker had to be a man. In Penelope’s opinion it was always men who gave the most ear-piercing scream.

While Baltazar’s soul was about to leave his body, a new guy appeared. “Wait, ms Ravenwood!” Penelope looked at the newcomer. With disdain she said, “Who are you and why do you know my name?” The new guy straightened his back and answered with a slight tremble, “Please, we uh, we wish to speak to you. About Dina.” With those words Penelope let Baltazar go.

~

“You’re Dina’s father’s acquaintance?” Penelope asked and sipped her free coffee, the two others had brought for her.

The attacker was named Baltazar and the other one, who Penelope had thought to be man, Miza. Both sat opposite from her inside a coffee shop. 

The two nodded and Baltazar began, “Yeah, we got your business card at the register. We really didn’t want to bother you... or maybe, just bother you about Dina.” He shrugged helplessly.

Penelope sighed, “I see. Next time don’t jolt me like that. I nearly got a heart attack, you know!”

Both bowed their head to apologize. 

“Well, never mind anymore.” She said to make them stop. “I just need to know if you have any proof of your relations. You must know I just can’t send any stranger over to my niece.”

Miza had an aha moment and rummaged around in her purse. “Is the person on the right familiar in any way?” She asked, while pointing to a picture of two people she pulled out of her purse.

Penelope’s face dropped. 

She asked for the photo and studied it close.

  “It really... is her. Marie...” Penelope said, caressing the picture with her free hand. Her eyes got glassy.

“I see. Only two copies exist of this one. That’s what Marie told me... very well then. Tell me what you want with Dina and then I’ll tell you we’re to find her. But i warn you!” She said, pointing with a stern finger. “If i hear you tried anything fishy, i’ll find some means to drag you two through Hell! If not Dina’s brothers does it first!”

Baltazar held up his hands and broke into a big happy but nervous smile, “We! just wanted her to know about her father and maybe get closure to questions she may have...”

Penelopepaused. then she smiled and then wrote down an address. “She lives with her adoptive brothers. Get along with them and then you’ll get along with Dina.”

~

The building in front of God and his seraph were quite foreboding. Vines crawled up the walls and held the building in a tight embrace. The leaves were so dense it was hard to know which color the house originally held. 

Baltazar started to sweat. He strolled nervously up to the entrance and was about to knock when he heard incoming footsteps. 

“I’ll be back later dolls, I just need to...” a young blondie opened the door and was met by Baltazar’s stupefied look. Miza straightened her uniform and looked directly at Dina.

Baltazar, “May you be... miss Dina Ravenwood?”

Dina closed the door somewhat and hid behind it to shield her.                     “That depends on... What business you two may have...”

Baltazar fretted And didn’t know what to say. His divine power revealed her identity, however he couldn’t just reveal his true form to her. She may be the daughter of a seraph but she shouldn’t get scared.

“Ah! I’m so sorry. Let me introduce me and my companion. I’m Baltazar Farver and this is Miza.” Miza bowed slightly to Dina, “How do you do.” She said.

Dina opened the door some more to look better at the two oddballs on front of her.

“We! Uh, we are acquainted with you dad and we wish to tell you about him and maybe get to know...you?” Dina’s eyes lit up, then she became more apprehensive.

“How do I know you’re telling the truth.” Baltazar looked at Miza in defeat. Miza took the hint and coughed slightly, “Miss Ravenwood. We only have this picture of your mother together with your father.” She gave Dina the picture. Dina’s blue eyes shone like small stars and she looked at the two more brightly. 

“Thank you so much!!! Please, come in come in. I’ll be happy to know you! My brothers are not home yet but they’ll be home soon!” Miza and Baltazar breathed out in relief. They began to step into the small house.

An array of demonic aura appeared on the floor inside the hall the moment the two divine beings stepped inside. It forced God and the seraph to reveal their true selves. Baltazar looked at Miza in horror. The array and the sudden change in atmosphere revealed that they were no longer in the second realm. They had entered Hell, the third realm.

Baltazar had a look of horror spread out on his face. Slowly, he looked at Dina who had sprung back after the array had activated. It held Baltazar and Miza in an iron grip making the two unable to move. 

Dina was frozen to the ground. She looked at the God and the angel for a long while. Unable to say anything. 

Meanwhile, piles of questions weighed down on God’s mind. Why was a human child living in Hell? No, why i Strezia’s child living in Hell? Does her aunt know? Is she a prisoner to an evil demon? Will demons gather now that two from the first realm had appeared?

Baltazar’s train of thought stopped abruptly. He was let down along with Miza and the two looked with surprise at Dina. Dina stood still. And then she lifted a finger to her lips. She then gestured to the two to follow her.

~

Dina poured three cups of tea with an apologetic look. The two heavenly beings were astounded. Dina had been adopted by two demons who now acted as her guardians. She was apparently also dating another demon and was quite happy with her life.

“And that’s really it.” She finished, “Look, I don’t want to hurt you and I’ll be more than willing to hear about my father. I’ve always wondered what happened.”

Miza had on a face of grave seriousness, “Miss Dina. Our presence here... It might cause some... people. To find rather... what do you say? Complicated. We don’t wish to engage in any hostility with your brothers.”

Dina smiled with relief, “That’s good to hear. I’ll make sure you’ll get out of here safely. But please, meanwhile. Make yourself comfortable.” Baltazar quickly took her up on her words an munched on a cookie he had been offered. Miza shot him a menacing look and Baltazar realized he probably took it a little too well. being in Hell and all.

He sighed and smiled. He’d better get on with it, “You see your father-“

“WHATSUP SLUTS! BIG BRO’S BAAAA.....aaaack.” A boisterous woman kicked open the door to the living room. Her voice was as dark as a man’s. She stopped immediately when she saw the angel and the other divine who sat with Dina.

Everybody turned to look at the newcomer.

Sweat began to form on the lady’s forehead and she cleared her throat, “Haha, welcome dearies.” she had completely changed her tone to a more fairer one. 

“Oh Dina, I didn’t know we would have guests. I would’ve dressed for the occasion.”

Dina abruptly stood up, “Ah! Sis! Eh, these two know about my dad!” The lady blinked, “Really?” Suddenly her demeanor changed and she slowly got over and sat beside Miza. “Well, if you have something to tell about Dina that I don’t know. Then I would like to hear as well. The names iklea.” She held up her hand for Baltazar to shake. 

“Hello there, the names Baltazar.” Miza quickly shot Baltazar another look. And he retracted his hand. While giving the sister an apologetic look. 

Wait. didn’t Dina only have brothers? Balthazar thought.

Iklea looked like she tried to hide her displeasure. Looking thoughtful she sat with crosses arms. “Well, anyways. Didn’t you want to talk about Dina’s dad?” She asked, quite annoyed.

Baltazar cleared his throat, “Yeah! uh, yeah. Sorry.” He then began to tell about Strezia.

“Your dad’s name was Strezia. She was one of the most creative seraphs in my court. Oh, I have a picture.” Baltazar procured a picture of a beautiful fair-skinned lady. Her body was totally covered in a white uniform, with dried paint on. Her hair was even longer than Dina’s and her eyes were piercing as if she was looking directly at the viewer. Her eyes were the same as Dina’s.

“Uhh. Mr, Baltazar?” Dina asked hesitantly. “Isn’t this a picture of a woman?”

Baltazar blinked, not once but twice before Miza shot him another glare. “Oh yeah, you father was actually a woman.”

Dina looked slightly surprised. She looked at Iklea then back at Baltazar. “My father? Was a woman? And an angel at that?” She was sounding rather sceptical. Balthazar didnt blame her. But the God did wonder. hadn’t she been living with demons!

Baltazar, “Well, its not hard to change gender when you’re an angel. Or a demon for that matter. And I know for a fact that Strezia loved to explore the nuances of existence.”

Iklea smiled and put an arm around Dina, “Reminds me of someone i know.” She winked. “Excluding the shapeshifting part.” The siblings grinned at each other. 

Miza looked at the picture and sighed, “Strezia was like an elder sister to all of us.”

Balthazar looked fondly at thepicture too, “When she told me she had fallen in love with a human woman I tried to warn her.”

Dina, “Warn her? About what?”

Baltazar looked down, “Humans don’t live forever... I was afraid she would get hurt and then... Look, Strezia wasn’t aware that your mother was pregnant. If she knew...” Baltazar could feel tears forming. He quickly wiped them away.

Dina’s face was frozen, “Mr, Baltazar? Sorry I’m asking but... my father, you address him in past tense could it be that...”

Dina didn’t say anymore. Baltazar lip quivered. He tried to pull himself together. Miza put a hand on Baltazar’s back. Dina took Iklea’s hand and Iklea squeezed it back.

~

Shadows swept the halls of the Fabricated Castle. The light from the mosaic windows danced around and found a silhouette which appeared at the end of the stairs leading to the main hall. 

Red eyes surveyed the foyer and the gaze went towards the living room. 

Hearing unfamiliar voices the silhouette took on a more human appearance with a nice blazer and matching pants.

He opened the door and first saw his sister Dina and then Ikle, “I’m back.” He said, then stopped in the doorway. When the guy opposite of Dina turned around something deep inside of Rosell sank.

Voices. Voices which had been hidden away since he met Dina returned. 

Kill. Kill. Revenge. Chance. Take it!

“Ross-!” Dina yelled and got up. Iklea, who really was Ikle, hurried to make  Dina stop before she finished the name. 

Rosell’s eyes were fixated on Baltazar. 

The God he had spent centuries getting to. He now sat in his living room. Free from his court’s protection.

He had never been this close. So close yet...

Balthazar, “Hello, you must be Dina’s brother. I’m Dina’s father’s Uh... acquaintance.” The God got up from his seat, turned to Rosell and smiled.

The dread dissipated.

Rosell, “Dina’s?”  

Rosell looked at Dina and Ikle who were about to burst.

He then took a looked at the seraph, who was also present in the room.

It seems like... there was some explaining to do.

Dina’s elder brother took off his coat. A small smile formed on rosell’s lips.

“Where are my manners. You can call me Ross.” 

“Ross” held out a hand for God to sake. Baltazar returned the smile and shook the other man’s hand, “I’m Baltazar.”

Ross, “I know.”

Baltazar felt dread roll down his body. 

Rosell, “You hurt me, my lord. I may be a common demon. as you might have guessed from the array at the entrance. Currently disguised as a human for Dina’s sake. But I know my way in this world. And the people one has to know about” He looked directly through Baltazar. 

“Surely, you must have been aware that this is Hell when you arrived, right.” 

Baltazar nodded. Unable to say much more. 

Ross let go of Baltazar’s hand, “Now, tell me. What have I been missing?”

~

Ross, “I see, that explains a lot.”

Dina, “It does?”

Ross, “It explains why you got the eyes of God.”

Baltazar almost spilled his tea, “She’s got my eyes???” This statement prompted a  facepalm from Miza.

Rosell shook his head, “Not yours per see. More like, what priestess in the old world prayed to be able to see through you. To see things that normal people wouldn’t.”

Miza took a sip from a teacup. “You mean she can see magic beings?”

Rosell scoffed, “No, not at all. She still believes my tail is some weird furry statement i have going. Dina turned to Ross, “Ross please!” She then turned to the divine pair and confirmed, “I’ve always been able to, since I was small.”

Miza sighed and tried not to show her disdain for the demon, “That must’ve been difficult. Your peers must have found you rather peculiar. We are terribly sorry we did not know of your existence earlier. We should’ve been able to help you.” SHe glanced at “Iklea” and “Ross”, “Much earlier.”

Ross glared at the seraph who gladly returned the gesture. It was so intense that Miza could only try to drink from an empty cup and act like she didn’t notice the cup was empty.

Dina, “Not at all! My childhood was... but then I met Ross and Iklea. Since then.. I’ve been rather content. I even decided when my business in the human world is finished. I’d actually like to stay permanently here with my boyfriend... if he still likes me in the future that is.”

Iklea broke into laughter, “HAH! He better. ‘Else I know of a few heartbreaking words to tell him.”

Nobody in the room liked the obvious wink Iklea sent towards the group.

“But back to my dad....” Dina tried.

Baltazar’s face dropped, “Yeah! Right!”

“As I said, Strezia fell in love with a woman named Marie Ravenwood. She stayed together with Marie for some human years until one day... She came home. Locked herself in her room and didn’t show her face for quite some time... Miza.” Balthazar gestured to the seraph, “Found out that ms. Ravenwood had cut ties to her. And then thirteen years ago... you mother. You probably know know what happened.”

Dina gulped and looked down. Ross sat beside her and watched her every move.

Dina’s mother had died giving birth to her. Her mother had cut all ties to her family because of improper conduct. She would rather give Dina up for adoption than let her parents know of her daughter’s existence. As Dina had been told by her aunt.

“I felt it when you mother died.” Balthazar continued when DIna confirmed she knew. 

“Her connection to Strezia made all of Strezia’s closest feel it too. I knew something would happen so I... I forced myself into Strezia’s room. But she was gone. A few days later. Strezia’s light disappeared from this existence...” Dina felt cold.

“Nobody knew what had happened to her as she had thrown away her halo.”

Dina sat frozen. Her shoulders trembled. Dina got up and went out the door. Ross got up too and followed after her. Balthazar could only stare as he was at a loss at what to do. It had been twentyfive years ago and he still remembered the day as if it was today it had happened.

Iklea sighed, “Don’t worry, she... just have to swallow it. They’ll be back. After she gets it out.”

Baltazar felt her pain. A girl who had never met her parents.. and for both of them to wind up dead. Truly sad. 

Baltazar closed his eyes. His empathy gave birth to an inkling of inspiration. He used it to see where the two had gone. ‘

A gentle hand calmly patted a young weeping maiden while rocking her back and forth. A good man consoling his little sister. Whispering reassuring words to her.

After a while Iklea went too and the three of them soon got back.

Baltazar got up from his seat, “I’m sorry that you and Strezia never got to meet. But I’m happy nonetheless to finally being able to meet you. I-“ “Wait a moment.” Ross said.

Baltazar stopped. 

Ross, “I think I know what happened to Strezia.” 

Miza got up instantly.

“You do??? What happened? What do you mean?”

Baltazar looked hopeful at Ross. However, Strezia’s soul had moved on. She wouldnt turn up alive, even if balthazar wanted it. Still, Baltazar wanted closure so he prompted Ross to tell what he knew.

“Some time back. An angel went on a rampage throughout some shopping districts in Hell’s capital. Many high demons came to stop her but her attacks were relentless. She didn’t even try to protect herself. Charging head on.”

They all listened attentively. Nobody were sitting anymore, holding their breaths.

Ross, “She stirred up such a huge incident that the Devil himself showed up.”

Baltazar felt stiffened. He always got trembling fits every time the Devil was mentioned. he tried to gulp down the unease.

“He tried to subdue her.” Ross continued. “But when he went for the killing strike she suddenly threw her sword and met the attack with open arms. He refused her the kill and stopped immediately. But, something in her eyes drove her to steal away his sword, Redwoo, and then she... ended it herself.”

The atmosphere which surrounded the room lay heavily on the people inside. 

Baltazar felt weak and wanted to scream and cry. He blamed himself. His inefficiency. He was supposed to be God but he couldn’t even help one who had been so close to him. 

The loss of Marie was so big that Strezia didn’t even want to be in a world where Marie wasn’t there. A tragedy befitting of such a beautiful love. If this had been a tragedy. 

Baltazar flinched when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He lifted his head to see Dina with tears in her eyes. “Thank you for coming today.” Her voice was weak and trembling. She fought hard to keep the tears at bay. Baltazar only felt worse when he saw her. He then embraced the girl. And thanked her too. Holding back tears.

She never knew them. But she wished she had. Still, she couldn’t help but feel sad for two people who had loved each other and tried to protect each other. Angels’ life span far surpasses that of a human. With a baby on the way, Miza concluded it must’ve been because Marie wanted to spare Strezia the heartbreak of outliving her child and wife. Nobody knew for sure.

~

“Thanks for having us!” Baltazar beamed. He stood outside of Ross, Iklea and Dina’s house. Miza and him were preparing to go back.

“I’m so happy I came to meet you Dina! And your nice elder siblings of course. Even though I thought that you had two brother to start with... but well, it’s really been fun! Though, maybe a tad bit sad.” Iklea stood and supressed a laugh. Ross only elbowed her.

Baltazar clasped Dina’s hands, “I might be God and have business other places but I would really like it if we kept in contact with each other! You’re really bright and I’m sure Strezia would’ve been so proud of you. So I hope that I can come and visit again. You know, to tell you more and stuff!”

With a returned beaming smile Dina answered, “Yes of course! I really want to know more as well. And you’re really interesting my lord. Even Ross and Ikle- I mean Iklea liked you. And I’m sure they don’t mind.” Dina looked back at her siblings they both nodded in agreement.

“I’m just... I’m just sad that my dad didn’t know about me...” Baltazar patted Dina’s head, “Yeah, it could’ve been different.”

Dina shook her head, “It could’ve. However, I’m happy as is.” She then turned to look at her siblings. Baltazar was truly happy for her.

Miza and Baltazar then said goodbye and disappeared towards the first realm.

“I’m sorry Rosell.” Dina said sheepishly. “I didn’t realize he was God until later...”

“It’s ok. I’m glad you made him stay.”

“You... are?”

“Yeah.”

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SPOILERS!!!! CHARMED 1x19

Okay y'all, I've finally seen the latest episode of Charmed.

So... overall I actually like the episode. I like that we are getting into the lore more. I like that connection to and the differences between the OG Charmed.

So in the OG Charmed magic isnt necessarily neutral. There is good and evil magic but (at least in the first few seasons) there was the idea that magic had to be balanced which is why there was a council made up of elders and demons to protect that balance and ensure the secrecy of magic.

Reboot Charmed I like the idea that all magic comes from one source and it is the actions that determine evil or good. Which just reaffirms what Harry has told Macy. By the same hand, there are some plot holes in all that. Macy is having a little bit of trouble with her demonic side since they said demon blood acts as an infection (and apparently Parker didnt always have it) that would mean that although witches are born demons are not or at least special conditions have to be met, maybe? So not sure how they will explain that. Also Macy is obviously having trouble with her demon side now. I dont know if her emotional state after the break up is contributing to that since her confidence is probably shaken as well as the fact breakups suck.

I actually don't mind the opening scene showing the Sarcana deaths. Hold on! Let me explain. The big villains of the show are white, I dont know if that is on purpose. I see they are trying to be diverse by having non-white witches and non-witches. So when you are trying to have diverse casting and people have to die and you only have white villains, your POCs are always gonna be on the chopping block. Which is why i think having diversity on a show is hard because you cant be callous with any of your characters (in general I dont think you should be, but i feel a lot of show writers write for shock or angst) because you have to remember that certain storylines take on a different meaning when the actors are non white. For example, OG charmed wasnt a stranger to mass murder. Season 4 started with the slaughter of the Elders and whether you were pro or anti elder that was still shocking as heck. Which I think the reboot was trying to do with the Sarcana. The issue is that in the OG we had 3 seasons of elders exploring thier faults and the good they do, and both the slaughters(titans) and elders were white (well primarily white, I think we only got to see like 2 non white elders in the entire series if I remember correctly). Here you have a white villian and mostly POCs being slaughtered. I totally see how wrong that looks and I think the writers or the casting directors either missed that or they are being heavy handed with the idea of abusive white villains against POCs. I think the scene was about showing how aweful and abusive Fiona is, also revealing her main motivation, that they dropped the ball on the whole "you are murdering most of you POCs here which arent main characters".

Speaking of abusive. I still want Villian Charity. I want her to take out Alastair and be an active villain not a passive one. I mentioned before that see would probably be a passive one before, but I said I wished she wouldn't be. I like villains. I like well written villains mostly. I think Charity has the perfect set up to be good villian. She began her own fall from grace (although the structure which taught her had a hand in it too), she fell into bigger evil under a tyrannical and abusive character, if she goes Lilith (CAOS reference) and decides to replace Alistair some way as the big bad I will be happy. Because I dont want to watch her be a meek used and abused character to then either be killed or do some sort of self sacrifice thing. She straight up murdered people and is a villain in spite of mostly being passive. Cole was killed in the OG charmed because at some point (we can argue about exactly where) his actions were irredeemable. Yes his story was complex, yes a lot of miscommunication and power dynamics went into all the issues there but the line had to be drawn. Charity, at least in my mind cannot go back to being "a good guy". She is getting in deeper and deeper. She obviously has emotional ties still to her sister and probably Harry, just as Cole did with Phoebe, and I want to see where those ties lead her. But I will be disappointed if after murdering a bunch of people and helping out a demon to try and bring on the apocalypse, they make her an abuse victim who dies. Not cool. Stop hurting abuse victims for emotional reactions on television! I know many abuse victims are killed by their abusers (RIP Dr. Wagner although Hunter did it we know who ordered him to). I dont want to see it overdone on the same show within a few short episodes. Charity shouldnt get off free for her murders either even though she is obviously in an abusive relationship now with Alistair (not talking romantic relationship) she has been set up to become a villian, tragic back story yes ,but her choices were made and she has to live with the unintended consequences.

Macy was being super toxic this episode. Let's at least call her out for it. Yes, imo Galvin hasnt been that great of a boyfriend except for a couple of cute moments (the really didnt get enough screen time to say whether the good outweighed the bad). But Macy needed to leave him alone. Like the whole time watching this episode I was just like "so are they spreading out the Cole and Phoebe arch to everyone?". He obviously is traumatized. He already told her he was out. I know she is hurting, imo they way he broke up with her made it worse and messed up her confidence even more than it could have, but she still seeks him out even though that is a violation of his boundaries. I dont like how he attacked her personality when he said that he couldnt compartmentalize the way she can. Macy does do that, I agree that they probably would have broken up because of that, but again he could have just said "I dont see it that way, please understand that". That also said, Macy trying to convince him other wise also rubbed me that wrong way. When he questioned her thoughts and actions over her demon side it was hella wrong! Equally for her to question him over how he feels about what happened to him. They are his feeling and she needed to respect that. I think that they arent right for each other and are kinda bring out the worst in each other. If Galvin gets killed because of magic I will be upset, because he firmly expressed that he wanted out, and if Macy or his lingering feelings for her get him killed that would be unfair. Just as unfair as charity dying doing something good after being abused and manipulated (abuse should never be a punishment I dont want a theon grey joy on Charmed characters shouldnt have to be abused to convince the audience that they deserve to be redeemed).

Parker and Maggie...I feel for Parker. I do. But your decision to not play a part in bringing about the apocalypse shouldnt be based on whether or not your girlfriend wants to be with you. I get it, he is freaked out and he thinks he killed his mom. Charity killed elders out of panic and I didnt cut her slack. I called her story a tragedy but didnt suggest her actions werent heinous. Parker is the same. I am getting Romeo and Juliet vibes here. Like stupid kids making stupid decision based on misunderstandings and feelings beyond thier Ken (or at least infatuation and adolescent hormones beyond thier knowledge). I never liked Romeo and Juliet so that could just be me.

I dont know. When my brother passed away I felt dead, my whole world and future as i saw just crumbled. I was depressed and had some PTSD (according to my doctor). Even though I had suicidal ideations, I still feel that in Parkers place I wouldnt do something that would involve hurting other people. I wanted to go away or disappear, but the idea of hurting others would be too much for me. And Parker is supposed to be this nice guy who has been fighting his demon side before he met Maggie. Maggie gave him the motivation to break away from his father but he was never into hurting people. So to go from that to, "let's destroy the world, I've got nothing to lose" ....except you might end up killing Maggie and a whole bunch of other people in the process. Considering he was horrified thinking he hurt his mom, it doesnt seem to be in character. Again Romeo is not thinking things through, but like not thinking things through was kind of Romeo's thing whereas for Parker not so much.

So like Mel and Niko should be the new Piper and Leo. Like they should be the one couple that despite there issues (only if it is done better than leo and piper was) makes it til the end from the very beginning. I am a Hacy fan but as the episodes go on I feel that they both need a lot of growth before that happens.

Speaking of Harry. I love him. He has recieved the best character growth within a season I've seen. So like he is an established good guy (not good as in not evil, but like a genuinely not trashy person) but obviously his faults kind of go along with his emotional boundaries. He gets attached really fast and that can cloud his judgment. His whole Charity relationship was so teenager in nature that I wanted to slap him upside the head, but I think he is ment to be compared to Fiona. In spite of being created and used as a tool of the Elders and being tossed aside coldly (although he was an idiot in many ways where Charity was concerned) after years of loyal and good service, he doesnt turn into a trash monster. He doesnt use being abused as an excuse to abuse others. Fiona is so angry (not gonna say she doesnt have a right to be) at being a tool for others that she uses and abuses people and feels justified in it.

I totally get her wanting to extinguish magic. But like ber issue is that magic made people want to use her as a tool and that power and having power ruined her life.... wouldnt it make more sense to just bind your powers and wipe you mind? Like less carnage and you get the same result. A life without magic. See doesnt seem to be doing it to protect others, it seems more like she wants to hurt them by taking thier power.

The episode was ok. Things moving along and I will be watching. I really want to know where they go from here and what the big finale will be.

The lore needs some help, maybe with the new staff coming on board that will be ironed out next season.

I think the last episode was better pacing wise. This one felt a little slow to me. Anyone else feel that way. Lots of problem introduced this episode I am hoping they will lead to satisfying conclusions. Or at least a super good itch for the next season. I will probably still continue to watch either way next season because for its faults I think this show is doing some really great things and i am still excited for them.

How are y'all feeling though?