#but I’m queen of self-doubt when it comes to friendship status and don’t even know how to broach the subject lest I cross a boundary

[mockingmolly]

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[kimsnnn]

Part 1

Disclaimer: This post is in favor of my ship, Elriel. No hate, just an opinion. This is what makes sense to me. If this isn't your cup of tea, and it came up on your feed, no worries just skip please. 

If you look at it this way:

If the series were to officially end at ACOWAR then that would mean that there would be no need to add any more books due to the majority of the plot being resolved. If there were slight questions or plot holes that were left open, we as readers can basically create our own conclusion based of where these characters and their stories were left off at. That’s the beauty of being a reader, being able to use our imagination to extend the stories based on canon information to infer or even speculate what happened to those beloved characters of ours.

If its easy to answer these questions, fill these plot holes and resolve any issues within that story, then there would be no need for any additional books, and lets say there were questions that were pressing but not complicated to answer, a simple extra book could be added to resolve that like ACOFAS. ACOFAS could’ve concluded everything. She could’ve also showed Feyre or whoever freeing Vassa and then created a whole spin off on Vassa and her adventures including the plot of her defeating her captor Koschei while also dealing with the queens and humans basically introducing us to a whole new world and continent with new fae/fae territories (like chaol introduced in his book from ToG). Her LI would most likely be Jurian because Lucien would have ended up with Elain which we know because she resolved that in ACOFAS.

BUT

That’s not at all what happened. Things were not answered/resolved during ACOFAS.

The author which in this case is SJM knew that whatever obvious inferences/speculation we the fandom would have is not the accurate ending she had for these characters. So she decided to introduce far more books into the series as standalones but, still part of the overarching plot to truly get the full scope of what she has in store for these characters. Why make additional books based on the obvious ?  She’s a writer, she knows the importance of creating mystery or writing plot twists that we either didn’t or decided not to realize or even accept. So ACOFAS and even ACOWAR wasn’t there to answer last minute questions, to show us that our favorite ships did end up together, no it was there to be used to set up future stories like SJM said and be as close as can be as opposite of obvious.

At the End of ACOWAR we have :

Nesta

-THAT Nessian moment 🥰  (& Nessian moments in general in ACOWAR)

We can infer based on where those characters were left off that :

-They would end up together eventually.  I mean come on, Cass’s line *chef’s kiss*.

BUT what people forget is that was also her breaking point (trauma) 

-We didn’t know how her trauma would affect her, her life and loved ones, & how she’d heal Or what were even her powers. These questions were built up throughout all of ACOWAR

So what did SJM do?

-She wrote the answers to those questions in ACOSF while also resolving questions about Nessian’s status especially since Nesta first had to start healing to let herself be loved.

The evidence ? The set up to gain support to find these answers ? Its in ACOFAS

-Nesta’s drinking, isolation, rage, fear, loneliness and self hate

-Nesta’s avoidance of her sisters, the IC and Cassian

-Cassian’s persistence, confusion. Feeling helpless.

Same thing can be seen for Elain

At the end of ACOWAR

Elain

-Civilness between E and L.  She seems more at peach and want to plan gardens/rebuild

We can infer

-Elain talked to Lucien so she forgave him or is on track to forgive him. From this we can assume the possibility of Elucien being endgame.

Elain also must be healed because she smiled and wants to help rebuild. So that all equals acceptance of her powers (on occasionally seeing things and that it, that’s her power), her new life and bond

BUT what we forget is the iconic Elriel moments (Hybern camp & truth teller connection), Elain’s world/future going up in flames, the consequences/trauma of having been gifted these powers

-We don’t know the full scope of her powers, why the cauldron adores her, how she feels, why were we given blooming moments between Elriel 

So again what will SJM probably do?

-Set Elriel to be endgame. Cause civility/friendship/forgiveness/CLOSURE between Elain and Lucien. Get In depth about her powers, her trauma and how it has affected the life she thought she would have. Have her come into her role in the NC and have self growth. 

The evidence? Its in ACOFAS & ACOSF

-Elain’s anger and desperation to have a choice, to have her own agency

-Elain’s avoidance, tolerance, discomfort of Lucien ( she wilts and regresses)

-Elain’s push to contribute more and firmly declare she’s a member of the NC

-Elriel’s tension & build up ( glances, smiles, blushing, gifts, humor, awareness, longing, protectiveness, attraction, actively trying to distract themselves, etc I could go on and on)

-Confirmation of Elain’s power still existing. Her whereabouts: where is Elain when the IC are facing obstacles?

-Her visions still to happen. The fourth dead trove needs to be found: it makes sense that it would be found by Elain (& Az) ( the crown: Braiylln, the harp & mask: Nesta, the fourth trove: Elain)

*If there are 3 cauldron made and Braiylln found one (& is now dead), Nesta found 2 but couldn't get a good read of the fourth, that means it'll be up to Elain & Azriel because they are basically the only two in the IC who closely work with shadows and even mist. Maybe Nuala and Cerridwen would also join in searching which id love.

Now let’s ignore the evidence.

From that moment at the end of ACOWAR again: 1) we see Elain who seems better and 2)we have Elain and Lucien who seem to be in a civil place 

So we assume she’s healed or on track, and her relationship with Lucien is looking up. So why would SJM write a whole standalone on the obvious?

If she’s healed and okay, if she and Lucien will be a sailing ship why be so secretive and unclear on Elain’s story, on who she ends up with?

Nessian was so clear, there was no REAL doubt that they would not end up together despite the obstacles between them, two of them being her rage and trauma. But Nessian would be and are endgame period. All the other “prospects” were just for angst, development and humor. Not real threats.

She wrote Nesta’s story because the worry and question wasn’t on Nessian’s validity, she established their validity and their romance when Nesta prepared to die with Cassian, when Cassian promised to find more time with her, when Nesta called for Cassian, when Nesta Wass worried for Cassian, when Nesta would constantly pay attention to him without realizing it (his wings) when Cassian ran after her during solstice, when Cassian bought her a gift etc. The worry and questions were ALWAYS on and about Nesta’s role, powers, and trauma because they were the influencing factor that affected everyone’s future, Nesta’s life/health and Nessian’s ability to finally able to come together.

If Elucien were endgame we as a fandom would know without a doubt that they are. There would be many more moments of ooh’s and hmmm’s and less mystery and confusion on their validity. There would be far more angst and these characters would have be seen more often together (seeking each other out, but Elain never does) or at least have them have more than one scene of mutual civilness where they dont talk awkwardly, and have a real conversation not one that seems forced, especially by Feyre. Even with the obstacles between them and their distance (because of the obvious elephant in the room) we should have scenes that showcases clear interest between them but we don’t. There is only one true scene where we have that and its at the end of ACOWAR, Im not blind i could see where people might interpret it as Elucien confirmation and who knows maybe I'm wrong and it is but, I read that differently. That to me was confirmation that a friendship between them is possible. Something completely platonic but just as sweet in a different way. That scene to me wasn’t charged it was not even a slow burn or even a spark it was healing and the foreshadowing of a possible friendship.

ALSO:

*Possible ToG spoiler below*

I don’t think it’s too far fetched to assume that Vassien is a thing. And in all honestly I also don’t think its too far fetched to have Lucien (& Vassa) have their own book like Chaol (& Yrene) did. Chaol was an important/original main character from the very beginning of the series who ended up doing grave mistakes. He found himself lost in life to later finding himself gaining a new purpose outlook & perspective when he left the continent to only meet his new LI Yrene freaking Towers who SERIOUSLY changed the whole game ( I freaking love her) and was extremely valuable to winning that war. This is so similar to Lucien’s story so far and Vassa (the firebird) who I expect to resemble Yrene in value and vitalness  BUT it is important to state that Lucien is nothing like Chaol and is far more SUPERIOR. So No this is not me saying Lucien is like Chaol. This is just me seeing the resemblance in their journeys so far, which might be due to SJM possibly reusing the same template on purpose.

Part 2

[redloftwingfeathers]

I feel like talking about the shit Zelda not only had to put up with but also what she subconsciously summoned herself and you're going to sit and listen and maybe cry with me okay? Okay.

While I don't think that was very cash-money of 'Hylia' to make Zelda wait until she's reached true, unrelenting despair to finally find her light, it made me wonder how everything came into play that made her journey so painstakingly hard, and not just Hylia pulling fast ones from the clouds. (Trust me I wanted to blame the goddess so bad after that moving performance at the spring of power but wait!! there's more!)

Things I'm looking at are specifically Zelda's anxieties of wanting to be a scholar but having to throw herself to the dogs of religion to keep Rhoam happy, the HEAVY depression she carries with not just from the loss of her mother but also just constantly being berated by her father and feeling like she's not good enough for Hylia, the jealousy and anger she harbors towards Link in their beginnings and how it effects her growth.

All of these are things (coming from someone who is very mentally ill) are ingredients that distract Zelda from her goals, intentional or not.

Zelda has a classic case of "I wanna do This Thing (studying, traveling) but I have to do That Thing (religion, strict orders) instead and now the fun is sucked out of it and my mind is buzzing and now I don't know what to do girl (hylia) HELP"

What's even worse is despite her hand-picked maturity, she KNOWS what is right and what she needs to do (her level of self awareness is impeccable sometimes) but she is still just a child in the end, wanting to live her life without dictation, which causes frustration and anger and can lead to self-doubts.

Starting with the loss of her mother, Rhoam claims that Zelda did not cry at all during the ceremony, and that it proved to him he could still be a strong king with how unwavering his daughter was. And although that's shown as an "awe inspiring" moment, it shows Rhoam does not understand how the processing of grief registers differently amongst people, especially children. She may have not showed it when she was, what, 6? (Not every normal 6 year old understands the fragility of mortality) but you can definitely see it affects her later on as Zelda grows older. It may not be entirely visible at first, but the way they portray it in HWAoC (I know its not entirely canon but bare with me on this) she longs for her mother's advice and comfort when her pleas and ideas fall deaf on the king's ears. Her mother seemed to be a very wise and compassionate queen, where Rhoam is a wise and a very bite-the-bullet king.

When stakes are high he trusts what he thinks needs to be done, and he enforces Zelda to finish her training Because she is part of his plan to push back the calamity. He knows protocol, and there's no room for creative thinking when the land of Hyrule is in danger. (Disclaimer: I hate Rhoam but I can also try to see what Nintendo was doing. He's not intentionally mean, he's an assertive dad that wants to see his daughter succeed (and also hella depressed) but he's really fucking bad at it and comes off as a dickhead. He is the embodiment of a boomer that does things the old fashioned way to get things done).

But all of this pressure he is putting on her, taking away things that make her happy so they don't distract her from her duty, shooting down her ideas because he wouldn't know how to even approach it from his standpoint, it really does a number on Zelda and really births her insecurities.

No matter how hard she prays and dedicates herself to Hylia, it doesn't work. Her mind is distracted, filled with fear and very little hope that the magic isn't Working. What even kicks me in the jaw more is that she's putting all of her effort into these prayers, and it's not even her wish she's making. It's Rhoam's wish. Her Ancestral Family's wish. That's why it hasn't sparked. She's praying on the behalf of her father and ancestors and not herself because she firmly believes there's other ways to settle the score. Zelda knows the importance of her role but its just not clicking when someone else is forcing you to do it. It just doesn't work like that.

Moving onto her liaison with Link, she is, well, in the beginning very irritated with him. Even a little bit after being chosen by Fi. But I don't think she MEANS to be angry at Link, he didn't do anything wrong in all honesty. She shouldn't take out her anger on him, but she's jealous, and he exists...so like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

When Link is suddenly chosen by the sword at a drop of a hat?? Yeah she's relieved, but there's also undertones of resentment. All of her Champions are here at the ready and she's still trying to figure out what shoe goes on first. She is the goddamn Princess of Hyrule, one who carries the blood of Hylia in her veins, and this random tiny knight who, mind you, fought tooth and nail to be her escort ends up finding his role before her? She is riding the struggle mule up Mount Lanayru (and I don't really blame her). And when she's exploring the shrines?? She makes it very clear to him she can work independently and does not need an escort, which although understood (freedom is a peace everyone strives for) she is careless regardless of her careful planning and efforts. She's a Princess, wandering Hyrule unarmed (and without her powers) with a horse as her only mode of transportation. You won't see yourself as a target even if they're pinned on your back, and with her determination to utilize these mysterious shrines as more Sheikah tech is being discovered is making her blind in remembering where she's placed in social status. It's dangerous, and I'm glad Link is there to see what she fails to see.

That's another thing too. As they progress and strengthen their friendship, Zelda sees Link as a mirror to question what her role really means. She uses him as guidance to help understand her situation, asking him "If you were told your whole life This is what you're meant to do, to take up your family's legacy...but one day realize this isn't what you want, would you still take the path you've been told to take?" In this case I think it's safe to say this is what Link knew he wanted. He loves being an aid to those in need, and becoming a knight despite following his father's path, this felt like his true calling. The spirit of the hero is VERY strong in his soul, and when he sees someone in need of help [Zelda] he's going to aid them whether they want it or not.

But Zelda still feels so lost, she feels so disconnected from her ancestors, as the previous daughters in the royal families were Given their powers at birth and meant to be awakened when the time has come. They were all given the gift of premonition, to be a medium for Hylia and a messenger of the gods, and overall able to keep Ganon away from the world no matter how many times he crawls back from the depths of hell. Being told your whole life you're meant to be like your ancestors, but not being able to fulfill any of those roles? It makes the past seem like one giant fairy tale when in you're in BotW Zelda's shoes.

No voices, no premonitions, no secret awakenings...Nothing.

At this moment, I finally understood why Urbosa said to Revali about Link. She said he is a constant reminder of Zelda's own failures. Link found his calling by following his instinct. Zelda has yet to figure out what she really wants, and is clouded by judgements not only from her father and people, but from herself too. With every passing day she is undergoing a meltdown, questioning if she is even meant to be apart of this whole plan anymore, probably something among the lines of "Was it meant to be someone else? I'm the only daughter, and yet I can't even do my one job." She lost everyone and everything, she's frightened, it feels like she's lost her faith in the gods, or even dare say, the gods lost faith in her.

But through absolute despair when Link just about gives his life for her protection, that's when it all clicked. She found her power and strength through Link, who was the one that, all this time, taught her about what she needed to do to awaken her powers without even directly telling her. Every conversation she had with him, she saw herself in Link. She saw all the effort he gave into becoming a royal knight, the unwavering determination in his eyes with every Lynel he slew, a never ending supply of optimism and hope no matter how high the stakes were. And yet he was also Free. He followed his path blindly, not even knowing where he'd end up, as long as he knew he was

able to protect those in need. And she wanted that.

He was her mirror, and Zelda managed to awaken herself when that mirror cracked.

Living the burden of being part of a prophecy and saying you're ready for anything, is very reckless. Understanding the heaviness that comes with sacrifice is not truly understood until it starts happening to you.

Zelda found her wish, her independence through Link. Her mind is finally clear and she understands what her role means in all of this.

She is meant to protect, to save, to understand more than just personal loss.

Zelda couldn't stand by idly anymore after everyone told her to do something else and let others handle the job. That was the last straw when Link stood in front of her, shield weak but at the ready when that guardian approached. She saw the desperation and said NO, which finally broke her seal. She chose to sacrifice herself, igniting her powers just as Hylia did for her people. She chose to save her last, literally dying hope, because Ganon cannot be fought alone.

He was the connection, the literal link, she needed to awaken her powers. And I just find that so fucking great.

Anyways thanks for coming to my TED talk I've been typing this for like 4 hours now

[guessimjoiningthespidermanfandom]

No One Lives Forever Not Even God

Peter Parker x bisexual!reader

Peter Parker x fem!reader

Peter Parker x black!reader

Peter Parker x villain!reader 

Warnings: Language, Insomnia, mentions of antidepressants, mentions of drugs, drug use, mentions of addiction, mentions of nazis, parental neglect, mentions of the dead, cemeteries, mentions of meltdowns,  corrupt government, mentions of cancer, low self esteem, self destructive behavior, medical testing, thoughts of murder, mentions of injury, and mentions of knives, 

Word Count: 6.1k

Songs: Mother- Pink Floyd, He Can Only Hold Her- Amy Whinehouse, A Pearl- Mitski, Me and My Husband- Mitski, Saint Bernard- Lincon, Why Didn't You Stop Me?- Mistki, Nuestro Planeta- Kali Uchis, You Know I'm No Good-Amy Whinehouse, and Love Is a Losing Game- Amy Whinehouse.

 "I’ve been in a very poetic mood lately. I think it’s funny how anything could be considered poetry and something you relate too. Like Twitter or any other social media and the ongoing gag of people feeling the need to announce the fact that they’re making moves in silence. But that’s what I’m doing, making moves in silence. If anyone is in my business now I’m politely asking you to remove yourself from it before I make you.”

A/N: I only did one proofread so sorry if there are typos and this is just more of an infodump to set up other chapters so enjoy ig. I almost gonna start another series a social media AU let me know if you'd want to be tagged in either of these series.

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Nightmares come while I’m asleep but, when I’m awake the nightmares of the day just come for me then, so really I’m just stuck. I would like to say the antidepressants are working, it's just the insomnia that comes with them isn't working for me. I’m honestly starting to think mood stabilizers would do me better.

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?

I’m not sure I could blame this all on the pills though. I’d have to give some of the credit to the massive bombshell that a certain ex Avenger had dropped on me. 

It's almost like every five seconds a new giant secret about my mom is unveiled to me. Like sure I saw from the video that she’d left me that she had associations with some bad people like Kingpin but nazis? 

SHIELD had apparently collapsed because it was infiltrated by Hydra but it was prevalent while my mom was still alive. Seems like she had worked for or with everyone who was anyone. I’m just gonna give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she didn’t know because up until two weeks ago I didn’t either. 

Her and Natasha had been recruited at the same time and worked together but for someone who claims to have been so close to her you’d think she’d know that she was dead. “She went off the grid and that was the last I heard from her,” is all she gave me with a smile that even I could tell was fake and I’d just met the woman. 

You know when grown folks come up to you and expect you to remember them because they met you once while you were like in the womb that’s kinda my relationship with Natasha. She knows so much about me and I know absolutely nothing about her save for the fact she's a spy meaning she’d be a great liar. 

She used to babysit me sometimes if I could trust what she says that is. Apparently I called her “Auntie Nat”. For some reason no one ever thought it was a good idea to inform me that I had a godmother. Maybe they did and I just forgot. 

I thought they were supposed to take care of you when something happened to your parents. And the one who’s alive is about as useless as the other. It might be fun to have another person that was considered family. Just maybe not a spy at least I’d know she’d walk out of my life so I won’t get attached. 

Mother, do you think they'll like the song?

“Hey mom,” I sighed sitting down in the light dusting in front of her tombstone. “I know it’s been a while and I’ve got a lot to catch you up on,” 

It took a bit of digging before I found what I was looking for in my bag. I ran my fingers along the cold surface of the small jewelry box. There was puffy white glue holding the larger pieces together. 

I placed the box in the grass sitting next to the tombstone. I removed a purple coiled bracelet and sat it next to the box. 

I tucked my legs under my body admiring the piece of jewelry. 

“I brought you a bracelet,” I spoke. “It’s kinda like a friendship bracelet cause I have the other. I don’t know if I should leave it here in case someone steals it,” I laughed. “You’d have to be a real shitty person to steal from a cemetery though,”

I curse so often I didn’t realize I did it until I had already done it. 

“Ah sorry! Excuse my French,” I chuckled.

“I met Natasha Romanoff and she said she knew you. She said she knew me too. I don’t remember her though…” I trailed off. 

For someone who claimed to have a lot to say I sure was at a loss for words. I just didn’t know how to get any of them out. 

“Oh! You’re not gonna believe me if I tell you but I got to meet some of the Avengers. Most of them were new though. You’d know some of them. Like Captain America I wanted his help but he couldn’t provide it,” 

I had a bit of an episode when I was told no one knew where Thor was. I think it was justified though.

 How the fuck do you lose two Avengers let alone the ones that can’t possibly be hidden. One is green and huge and the other leaves lightning bolts everywhere they go.  

Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?

“The other is Natasha but I don’t think I really knew that yet. She went by Black Widow. I’m sure you knew that though. You probably know a lot,” 

I wonder how many secrets she never told me about. I mean I could only imagine all the secrets working for the government would let you in on. Like she probably knew about big stuff like the Tesseract and aliens maybe she could’ve known about that. 

“Okay I have a question. I have a lot actually but I think if you answer them I’m gonna get up and run out of here,” I joked. 

“Number one is my middle name Natalia because of your SHIELD buddy? Like it might just be a coincidence but it could also be a godmother typa situation or something,”

It was a running theory. She would’ve known my mom before I was born. And if what I was told is true they’d be pretty close too and Natasha translates back to Natalia and I know she’s Russian. It makes sense. 

Ooh

Mother, should I build the wall? 

“Uh… there’s this boy,” 

When was there not? It seems like there was always someone in my life. Carmen in therapist mode said it’s because I put my self worth into my relationship status.

 “He’s really nice. Like really really nice. Nicer than anybody I’ve ever been associated with. It’s just he’s like…” I didn't know how to put the next part into words. “He’s just too nice. Too nice for me at least. Like he’s such a good person and I’m just me,” 

“And it’s I feel bad,” I sighed. I was getting myself too worked up over this. “Like I keep playing like a game of tug a war with him where I let him in and kick him out again it’s tiring. I don’t even do it on purpose. I feel like we could be something maybe. But I can’t let that happen. I won’t let that happen. It’s a self defense mechanism. At least I think.” 

I do it with everyone. I shut them out before they can get it. The less people you let into your life the less people that can walk out. 

It’s a bulletproof tactic. At least I used to think it was. Never realized people could get hurt including myself. 

“I saw dad,” I informed myself? I guess I’m not sure how healthy it is to have a conversation with someone you know can’t respond and isn't listening. “Like two days ago actually I didn’t say anything I freaked out and ran away. It made me think though,”

Mother, should I run for president?

Made me think about how I’d done so well on my own. Well I’m not gonna take all the credit, most of it was Carmen keeping my ass in line. I haven’t talked to her in a while. I haven’t talked to anyone in a while. 

”I found a small studio apartment in Queens. It was the cheapest one I could find. I’m just renting it like an Airbnb right now. I need to find a permanent place and a job,”

 I couldn’t find a permanent place at my age unless I had full autonomy which leads me to my next topic. 

“So I was thinking about getting emancipated which everything would’ve been a lot easier if you were here then we could just go to court for custody cause you’d win for sure.” 

Mother, should I trust the government?

“I know you never got to know how corrupt SHIELD was but do they like keep tabs on everyone who does anything to them or related to them? Because like I did a little snooping and I know they had files for all the Avengers and other people like Kingpin.” 

I knew I was going to have to do more than sit here and ask a dead person what to do but ranting to someone who couldn’t spill my secrets was a start.

 “I was just wondering how deep it went or if they had hidden stuff on me,” 

Mother, will they put me in the firing line?

It’s probably common knowledge that if you mess with the government they’ll mess back. I’d like to think they were like bees. You leave them alone they’ll leave you alone. Only stinging when provoked. 

But every branch of the government is like a wasp. They don’t die if they sting and they’ll sting you for no reason at all. They just like to see people in pain.

And I’m sure the energy research branch of SHIELD would probably be more than interested in a walking fire bomb that can move things without touching them. 

I mean I’m not going to stop poking things around until I figure out what’s wrong with me. So might as well not complain. 

“So I don’t have many things figured out right now and the whole you and SHIELD thing only confused me more so if you could just like come tell me what to do just this once that’d be great,” I laughed.

 At first I was contemplating if this was weird or not but hearing me say that I now know this is pathetic. It always has been.

Ooh

Is it just a waste of time?

But I didn’t know if I should keep searching. Maybe I should just pretend like I’d never gotten introduced to the world of powers or mutations at all. For all I know Peter, Carmen, Felicia, Wade and I are just normal people who do normal people stuff. 

Sure I wanted answers but I didn’t want to end up like those people who spend their whole life searching for an answer they won’t find any and end up never living at all. 

Like a quote my mom used to say all the time “The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all,” 

She really just used it so she didn’t have to listen to being put on bed rest but it obviously had a deeper meaning and she knew that. 

I keep finding myself stuck on that phrase. That and the whole when the dust settles poem. 

I’ve been in a very poetic mood lately. I think it’s funny how anything could be considered poetry and something you relate too.

 Like Twitter or any other social media and the ongoing gag of people feeling the need to announce the fact that they’re making moves in silence. 

But that’s what I’m doing, making moves in silence. If anyone is in my business now I’m politely asking you to remove yourself from it before I make you. 

“Uh I don’t know if I should even tell you this cause you died before it was even a problem in the first place but…” I blew out a breath digging my feet deeper into the ground.

 “I’ve been clean for like two weeks now. Which is actually a thing I’m pretty proud of right now.” 

I’d stopped using everything except weed, nicotine because those weren’t drugs and even then I used it way less than before. Oh, and my antidepressants too but that’s obviously okay they’re prescribed. 

I hated the word clean made me seem like an addict which I wasn’t. I’m many things but I wasn’t an addict. I just didn’t know of any other words to use. 

I wasn’t an addict but I’d say the lines between recreational use and dependency were blurring just a bit. I had gotten it straight though. I’m good now. The antidepressants are helping. 

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry

“You have a superpower of just making people feel better immediately. I don’t know if it was the fact you were my mom or what but if you even just put a bandaid on a stab wound it’d probably stop hurting and disappear,” 

I wasn’t even exaggerating there was this one time I got hurt at the zoo and she just kissed it and I forgot about the fact that I even fell. 

I’m not sure how true that is though because I couldn’t actually recall the memory I was just told about it by my mom a few years after it happened. So I guess I remember not remembering then being reminded. Weird. 

“I wanna see the giraffes!” Aaliyah cried, stomping her feet down on the concrete.

This was one of the only times mom didn’t have to work on the weekends and Liyah had to have her way like always. 

“Mom!” I screamed “Tell her you said we could see the lions first,” 

She just sighed. “Well since she’s the youngest do you think you could be nice and let her go first please?” 

“Fine,” I huffed. I wasn’t doing it for Liyah, I was doing it for mom. Even a blind person could see how tired she’d been lately. 

Liyah laughed at me sticking her tongue out. She’s such a brat.

“You’re so dumb.” I rolled my eyes at her.

“I know you are but what am I ?” She teased hitting my shoulder before running away.  

I took off after her. She may have been fast but I knew I could catch up to her. 

I almost had her when my foot got caught on something. It launched me towards the ground and I put my hands down to catch myself but I still hit my knee.

I slid on the concrete scuffing my leg. I didn’t scream because that would make me weak and it didn't hurt that bad. I just bit my lip and stood up. 

I didn’t want to limp but it hurt too much to put pressure on my leg. 

Liyah had beat me back to mom and when I reached them she was already apologizing. 

Fake.

 She was just scared to get in trouble. I wasn’t gonna snitch on her anyways. 

“Let me see it,” Mom asked, grabbing my arm, pulling me to sit down on a stonehenge. 

She reached into her purse and pulled out a first aid kit. She always had everything in her purse. It was kinda like a super power. The black Marry Poppins. 

She wiped the scrape with an alcohol wipe and I just barely hissed. It didn’t even really hurt anymore. 

She placed a bandaid on it, smoothing her hands on top of it before placing a kiss there. 

“There,” She wiped her hands on her thighs before standing up “All better?” 

I nodded my head and we went off to see the giraffes because I’m nice like that.

“In case you were wondering, Aaliyah still always gets her way even now. I’d say she’s got me beat on the manipulation game honestly,” 

It’s fine though I taught her everything she knows not everything I know. I could still get one over on her if needed. 

Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true

“I found your pendant, the SHIELD one. Which I guess makes all of this real no matter how much I want it to be fake. I just want this to be a poorly written book where I wake up and the past five years were all a dream,” 

God knows how much I meant that. Well maybe I didn’t mean it too much because some people I’ve met in the past five years are people I don’t think I could survive very long without. Even though I kinda exploded on everyone so maybe I’m gonna have to test my theory on how long I can really survive. 

“Hey Doc,” I greeted pushing up the door of the restaurant. 

“Hey sweetheart, how ya been?” He queried.

“I’ve been better,” 

“I hear ya,” He nodded. 

Once we were in the back of the restaurant aka his office. I pulled out the diamond. Doc knew everything about everyone and anything. He could also make a duplicate of anything you gave him. 

“Whatcha got for me?” He asked, rubbing his hands together. 

“This, I’m not sure what it is,” 

I placed the bird pendant on the desk. I found it in a shoe box filled with my mom's stuff. 

“I was wondering if you knew,” 

He lifted it up to his eye to get a better view, His eyesight so bad that his glasses were practically a magnifying glass. 

“It’s a crest, I don’t think I’ve seen this before it’s most likely from a government branch,” He placed it back down on his messy desk. “I can do some more extensive research for you if you’d like,” 

“Yes, that’d be great,” 

“Stop by again tomorrow and I’ll fill you

I wish I never went back to Doc’s place or found out about flash drive, Vulture, SHIELD, any of it. Just when I thought my life couldn’t get anymore fucked up the devil came out the woodworks and spit in my face. 

Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you

“I remember all that testing they did after I agreed to do whatever Stark needed me to do sooo badly. I still don’t really know what he did- or he’s doing with all that DNA and other stuff he’d gotten from me,” 

Aren’t the Avengers and by default Tony Stark products of SHIELD so wouldn't that mean whoever’s behind all of that could’ve been the one to tell Tony about the fire thing in the first place. 

That had been the main thing about the whole Stark situation that I still couldn’t figure out. Someone needs to tell me how he found out and they better tell me now. 

“There are multiple lacerations 1-2 inches lining the upper and lower abdomen,” The doctor lady announced to her assistant. Before moving her cold hand away from my side pushing my shirt back down. 

Okay that’s chill nothing I haven’t had before. 

“We’re gonna have to do another X-ray is that okay?” Her assistant asked. I wasn’t going to bother to learn their names. I was planning to stay that long anyways. 

What’s the point? They’re just going to come back and say the machine is broken and then do another blood test. 

“Yeah sure,” 

I was led into a much bigger room than the last. There was much more machinery too. 

I was strapped down to a cold blue cushioned table by leather straps. Straps weren’t really necessary, not like I was planning on lashing out and mauling anyone. 

I closed my eyes when the flashes of the machine went off. Apparently I had fractured three of my ribs and bruised my sternum. 

You’d think they’d let me go now but noooo they need more blood and then when they were done drawing blood. 

They had to hook me up to a machine to monitor- I don’t even fucking know what they were monitoring. 

I just know I had all the pads with wires on my temples and chest and everywhere else. It reminded me of that one time I had to do a sleep study. 

Except they didn’t have holographs to read off and fancy probably government funded tech then. They sure as hell didn’t have all this whispering either. Or maybe they did and I was just unconscious.

Still I didn’t even want to actually be here and I was cold for once. 

“How much long do we have here?” I groaned.

“Not much longer. We just have and MRI left,” 

Yeah right. I was gonna be in here for the rest of my life

“I could probably go back there if I wanted answers,” I spoke quietly. 

“But I don’t want the government in my business like that well at least just not more than they probably are already at least and the tests are so invasive,” 

Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing

That’s not the only invasive thing in my life. Or should I say was in my life? I don’t fucking care really.

 My dad was somehow the strictest and the most lenient person ever. I think he just wanted control.

 I used to blame his alcoholism for everything he did but no really he’s just a shitty person. A shitty person who likes to beat on women and take doors off the hinges. 

“You are so pathetic!” My mom screamed at my dad. 

 They had been at this all night. For so long that I’m seriously contemplating jumping out of this small window right now. 

Sapphire had no qualms sleeping on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. Aaliyah and I however were still wide awake. 

I’m not sure exactly what was going on in her head but I’m assuming we're still up for the same reason. To kill our dad if he even touches our mom. 

I had a kitchen knife in hand as I sat on the bathroom sink. I always had a knife every time my dad started yelling a little too aggressively just in case but this time felt different. Like I was really prepared to stab him this time. 

I didn’t know what it was but something felt off. 

“Are they done?” Aaliyah asked, rubbing her eyes. The apartment had fallen silent. 

“I don’t know. Stay here,” I hopped down off the sink. 

I should’ve known she wasn’t gonna listen to me. The kitchen was empty which means they must’ve moved to their room.  

The next moment was the sort straight out of a family sitcom except the family was falling apart and the kids were going crazy but otherwise it could’ve very well been an “oopsie” misunderstanding moment. Where the younger child asks “Are mommy and daddy getting a divorce?” 

Then the oldest child pulls them into their body and whispers “I dunno kiddo,” or “No they’re just going through a rough patch,” anything like that.

 Except it wasn’t that. That wasn’t what she said and that wasn’t what Aaliyah asked me. 

God how I wish that was what she asked me. 

I have a bad habit of acting before I think. I opened the door opening my mouth to let out the words in my brain. 

“You’re dying? How are you dying?” 

They both turned to look at me like they were just noticing they weren’t alone. 

My mom sighed moving closer to me grabbing my arm. 

“I’m- Im not no ones dying,” 

The door creaked as Aaliyah pushed her way into the room. 

“But you said ‘I need you to step up you need to know how to handle it when I’m dead’,” She paraphrased cleaning out the cuss words. 

“It didn’t mean literally dying right now,” 

Now I could see how this could be us just jumping to conclusions from like two sentences but she had been weird lately. Like she’s always traveled a lot and been secretive but lately she’s been extra secretive. 

And I could tell the secret wasn’t to protect herself so whos to say it wasn’t the fact she was currently dying. It actually makes perfect sense. 

I’m starting to wish I wasn’t always right. Stage 4 Lymphoma. Basically we should go coffin shopping pretty soon. 

If only she wasn’t so selfish and would get treatment for it. She couldn’t leave me here by myself. Who’s gonna take care of us if she dies.

 I’d thought about it before and I decided I’d take on the role of caregiver for my sisters but then it was only a what if situation. 

Wade has cancer and he’s not dead but that’s only because he got pumped with like super drugs shit. 

Now I just needed to find some super drugs and figure out how to get her to take them. 

Fuck Cancer and fuck my dad. Why couldn’t he have gotten the diagnosis instead of my mom. A life for a life type beat. 

I guess that wouldn’t have made for a good tragic backstory would it. And what fun is life without a tragic backstory.

 My only question is when does the backstory end and when does the actual plot begin because clearly I’m not there yet. It’s only tragedy after tragedy.

 Maybe that is my story, just pain and suffering. Someone has to be the butt of the joke. 

She won't let you fly but she might let you sing

“You always told me to surround myself with people who you could block out the rest of the world with. Peter’s like that so was Olivia she was one of those people for me. When we weren’t yelling at each other or crying, I mean. Still wish you could’ve met her though,” 

“AH YES!” I exclaimed, pumping my fist. “I found it,” I waved the joint in the air. 

“Alright come sit down then,” Olivia laughed, patting the seat on the couch next to her. 

“Shit,” I muttered. “Where’s the lighter?” 

She just laughed at me again. Before reaching into my pocket and slipping it out. I couldn’t help but smile at how intimate that action felt for no reason at all. 

I quickly and lightly pressed my lips to hers muttering a quick “thank you,” 

About three minutes had passed and I could feel the weed taking course through my system. 

My head was in her lap until I abruptly shot up gasping at the beginning of Super Rich Kids by Frank Ocean. 

“Dance with me,” I pleaded it didn’t take much convincing because here we were twirling around. Although it was much more giggling than dancing. 

I bumped my leg on the glass coffee table and immediately apologized making Liv and I laugh so hard I almost peed my pants.

I was laid out on the soft white fur rug with Olivia laying her chin on my chest. I ran my hands through her hair. 

It was actually very easy there were no knots my fingers just glided smoothly through. 

“I mean shit,” I breathed “I know I can’t run from the rest of the world forever but until then? Bitch you can call me Flash cause I’m zoomin’.” 

She giggled at that before speaking up.

“You don’t have to run you can just stay here with me forever,” 

Her words were so genuine it made me want to cry. She basically just said “I love you” in more or less words. 

“You know what? I think I might,” 

She gave me a tired smile, turning her head to place a kiss on the top of my breast. 

I smiled back at her and how adorable she looked right now. I just want to kiss her for the rest of forever. 

When I glanced back down at her I could hear her breathing slow and her eyes had fluttered shut. She was asleep. 

I felt all warm and fuzzy and at peace and I couldn’t tell if it was the weed or if it was just being in Olivia’s presence. 

I wasn’t ready to say these words to her when she was conscious yet maybe I’d never be ready but I’d say them now. Just to get them off my chest. 

“I love you,” I whispered. 

I never really felt comfortable saying that to anyone. Probably a result of not hearing it enough as a child or something. My family’s never been affectionate anyway. That’s fine because I wasn’t my family, I was my own person. 

Stroking her hair gently before drifting off to the land of dreams myself.

So much for forever huh? 

It’s funny to think how I took times like that for granted if only I knew those were some of the only moments of normalcy I’d get for a while. I’d spent too much time thinking about what could’ve been with almost everything. 

So much so that I didn’t take much time to actually be. Now I feel like I’ve made it to the point of no return. Not mentally but like with everyone else around me. I think I pushed people too far away this time. Not so sure I could get them back. 

“Uh I can't really remember what I’ve already told you so I’ll run through it all. This vigilante or superhero Spiderman started doing his thing then I got caught up in his mess.” That was most definitely an oversimplification but what do I look like telling my mom I was a well known thief. “Then his relation to Tony Stark got extended to me so now I kinda do stuff for him but I don’t work for him.” 

I don't work for him he might think I do, but in reality he works for me. I had almost everyone at the compound wrapped around my finger. 

“I don’t think I really wanna work for anyone. I was offered to be an Avenger in training but that isn’t really my style. I will use his gym though.” I rambled on. 

It was kinda weird how easy it was to rant to my mom like this because not like she could voice her opinions about anything. I guess I hadn’t visited in so long that I forgot what it was like. 

Mama's gonna keep baby cosy and warm

“Oh!” I exclaimed remembering a very important factor that I left out. “Then we have the whole Staten Island fiasco that I told you about. I remember telling you that. I’m still searching for answers on how I did that too,” 

Like some real answers not that radiation BS.

“Your phone’s broken,” I pointed out the cracked screen sitting on the wood. 

“Oh shit!” Peter cried “May’s gonna kill me this is the second phone I’ve broken this month,” 

I came off way calmer than I was feeling. I’m surprised I wasn’t running around screaming right about now. I was probably just paralyzed in fear. 

How do you react in a situation like this in the first place. 

“Okay how long are we going to be sitting here? What are we waiting on?” We’d be up here looking down at the fire crackling underneath the pier for like 15 minutes now. 

“I don’t know actually,” He sighed. 

“Uh…” 

How was I supposed to respond to that? That was the driest response to anything in the history of the world.

 “Well since I’ve already pinky promised I won’t spill your secret can I ask some questions while we wait for you to figure it out?” 

“Sure, go ahead,” He nodded, shaking his arms. 

“Okay number one did you think I had died or something because if someone burst into flames in front of me I’d probably think Satan was coming for me. I’d cry too,” I laughed but had to stop myself as the stabbing in my ribs ran through me. 

“No, I didn’t think you were dead, you had a pulse,” He pointed out “Maybe I could’ve thought you were dying though. And I wasn’t crying,” 

Liar. He so was crying. 

“Aw you don’t have to lie I think it’s cute,” I teased if I didn’t feel like my body was falling apart I might’ve poked his side.

“Alright, second question: do the webs like come out of you? Cause that’s kinda disgusting,” 

“No, I make them with chemicals ‘n stuff. I’d explain the science to you but I’m not sure how much you’d care.” 

I let out a small laugh knowing what feeling would come if I laughed too hard. 

“I mean you could explain it ‘m just not sure how much of it I’d understand,” 

We both laughed at that. 

“On the topic of the webs what’s there integrity like how well do they hold up or like how long,” 

“Uh…” He blew out a breath running his hands over his face “As far as I know they last up to two hours. That is unless someone cuts them or something,” 

I couldn’t help but wonder if Thorn was one of those someone’s to cut the webs maybe I was the only someone. I didn’t really need to ask the question. Aaron had already answered the question for me when he told me about the deal at the ferry. I just wanted to see what Peter would tell me honestly. 

I spent the rest of the night asking questions and cracking jokes. I was talking for so long I didn’t realize how late it’s gotten. 

It should be a world record how fast I managed to fuck up 5 friendships. Well it’s my personal best at least. Only took like 4 minutes. 

I feel like that’s all I do is just fuck up everything. I used to believe there was a difference between being fucked up and being a fuckup but the older I get the more I realize that there isn’t. 

It’s like someone built a self destruct button in my head and every time something good happens to me I feel the need to run away. 

Like Peter he’s literally perfect he's smart, respectful,  adorable, and selfless. He’s literally a fucking superhero for godsake. 

I was trying so hard not to fall asleep. I really was but all the Trigonometry chapter was doing was mixing with the sound of rain outside and triggering the urge to fall into a deep sleep. 

“Okay,” Peter tapped his textbook with his pen. I wish I could be confident enough to do math with a pen. 

“So sin is equal to the opposite of whatever angle you’re trying to find so first you have too…” 

He droned on, I knew he was talking about the math problem lying on the bed in front of me but I wasn’t listening. Maybe if I sat at the desk I could actually be paying attention right now. 

“Y/N?” 

“Hmm?” I sat up on my elbows yawning.

“Are you tired?” 

I just hummed again. Until I realized what the question was. I reached for my phone and it was already 9:03 that woke me up for sure.

“Oh shit! I gotta get back,” 

Not like I’d get in trouble or anything but Carmen would get on my ass about the fact I didn’t come back when I said I would then she’d make something out of nothing. 

I scrambled around trying to find all my things to put them back in my bag.

“Wait it’s raining though,” Peter pointed out.

“Yeah,” I chuckled “It’s New York it’s always raining,” 

“Yeah but it’s cold and wet and dark so if you tried to skate you’d probably get hurt,” 

I knew what he was doing and it was working because frankly all his excuses were shit because one I don’t get cold and two I could just walk and there are lights everywhere but I was gonna stay anyway. I was too tired to argue right now. 

“May!” Peter shouted.

“Yes?” She called back. 

“Can Y/N stay for the night?” 

“Yeah if her parents are okay with it,” 

That’s how I ended up wearing some shirt with some dumb science pun sitting on the couch watching Aladdin for like the millionth time ever. I was singing along to One jump ahead  when I felt eyes on me. 

I turned my head but before I could make eye contact with Peter he acted as if he was watching the movie the whole time.

“What?” I giggled. Fuck, I hadn’t like genuinely giggled in the longest time.

“Nothing,” He replied, turning back towards the TV again. 

This time I was the one to stare at him wondering what was going on in his head. Not even the fourth song in and I was already yawning struggling to keep my head up.

 This goes to show how much willpower I had because I couldn’t even stop my eyelids from falling shut. I deserved to sleep though I’d been exhausted lately. 

There’s only like 6 people on this planet that I trust enough to fall asleep around and surprisingly Peter had become one with like 5 months of knowing me.

 I would still trust him if given the chance I’m just not sure how much he trusts me right now. I understand though. I don’t deserve anyone’s trust. 

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[takaraphoenix]

Now that you watched the 4th season of She-Ra, what is the thing you liked the most? And what is the thing you don't care about at all? ^^

OH THERE WERE LOTS OF THINGS I LIKED.

1. SCORPIA JUST LITERALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT HER. We saw a picture of her two moms which makes me need excessive flashbacks, she finally stood up to Catra, called her out on her bullshit and joined the rebellion - that is LITERALLY the thing I have been waiting for since Scorpia was first introduced to be honest. And then she got to connect with her stone - sure, sure, near destruction of the world because of that  but finally she embraced being a princess and she was accepted by the other princesses? HER AND FROSTA? HER AND PERFUMA? HER AND GLIMMER? I ABSOLUTELY LIVED FOR THAT. Scorpia’s story-arch this season was so satisfying, urgh.

2. Netossa and Spinerella being back and actually helping during missions instead of just showing up briefly in the background! Being adorable wives. Yes. I loved that, it delighted me.

3. Glimmer’s design as queen? The new outfit, the new hair? I hated her plotline, absolutely loathed it, but the design was flawless.

4. The fact that they introduced a non-binary character and made them actually important to the story, like not just a minor or background character and also that they put emphasis on their pronouns. In a kids show. That’s amazing.

5. Perfuma, Frosta and Mermista being around more!! I love the princesses and I honestly just want them all to be a team like all the time. The focus on Mermista’s loss and how she… well… dealt with that.

6. Meeting Mara more. That episode about her and Razz was… really sad. But in a very good way, you know.

7. KYLE, LONNIE AND ROGELIO SAYING EF THIS AND DESERTING TOO!! YAY!

Now the things I didn’t care about at all/didn’t like:

1. Glimmer’s plotline. I get it, she lost her mother and is grieving and she never liked being sidelined, but her behavior was way out of line and her personal suffering isn’t an excuse for the way she treated Adora.

First of all, you may be the queen but Adora is She-Ra and as such, yeah you should kinda keep her in the loop about the status of the prisoners since she’s your biggest asset, but this went beyond that. Yes, you should tell your best friend that her manipulative, abusive foster mother now gets to roam freely throughout the palace. That one… really hurt me and Glimmer’s dismissal like she doesn’t owe Adora anything, like Adora isn’t fit to judge Shadow Weaver, like Shadow Weaver “hasn’t done anything wrong” which was just gross and distressing to hear her say to Adora’s face after Glimmer and Bow had seen from season 1 that Adora had been abused, had suffered in her childhood, they knew, that was shown and addressed in canon before and right up to this season Glimmer had been shown as protective over Adora, particularly when it came to Shadow Weaver, but suddenly she decides to make her basically the royal adviser and… not even… give Adora a head’s up…?

I really didn’t care for that at all, especially since the show really drove home how much Glimmer’s words had hurt Adora - Adora kept coming back to the hurtful things Glimmer had said and showed how much self-doubt Glimmer’s doubt in her had caused…

No, losing your mom and being under a lot of pressure as queen does not excuse that kind of behavior toward your best friend, it really doesn’t, and as a giant Glimmadora shipper, that shit hurt me even more, because what I had always loved about the two was the way they relied on each other and trusted each other.

And while Adora may not have made all the right or perfect decisions herself either, Glimmer… really hit her exactly where it hurt, excluded her from decision making that they used to do together and blamed her for things that… weren’t Adora’s fault? Glimmer is the queen now, she just… can’t go on every highly dangerous mission herself anymore, that’s what it means to be the acting ruler instead of a princess and that’s hardly Adora’s fault and I genuinely wished there would have been like… an adult around to back her up on that. Like, Castaspella returning and setting her head straight. Seriously, someone should have called Castaspella when Glimmer started relying on Shadow Weaver to teach her magic and to advise her, because her magic aunt most definitely would be more qualified for both positions.

I mean, I low-key get it, Shadow Weaver is an excellent manipulator and she managed to take advantage of a guidance-less, impressionable young girl to make her rely on Shadow Weaver and trust her, but honestly just for fuck’s sake you know she’s a master manipulator and, again, other adult should have stepped in there and helped too and the council of princesses should have also been a bit more vocal and active about that, seriously how did no one see all the gigantic red flags about giving Shadow Weaver that much room to roam free, figuratively and literally…?

It was also way too much fo a mirror to the Catra-Adora dynamic. Shadow Weaver with her claws in the other person, turning her against Adora, making her doubt their friendship, making her make irrational, dumb decisions that drive them apart. That... wasn’t fun to watch the first time around - and y’all still haven’t bothered fixing that mess - so it wasn’t really necessary to do the whole thing over again...

2. Micah’s return. I don’t fully not care about it, but… I don’t know, decades of watching cartoons has me really very tired of “character only has father to rely on after loss of mother”, because killing off moms is such a trope and I kinda liked that Angella was around. Then they kill her off… and then they bring Micah back?? That even defeats the purpose of killing Angella off to have Glimmer rule and be burdened by it alone. Like, yeah I get it, it still fulfilled the purpose of giving us this season of Glimmer as acting queen and this mess that this caused. But I genuinely would have preferred if by some magical release, Angella had been returned instead of “lol he wasn’t dead All along” dad now… It’s kind of an overused trope, or rather, this is actualy three overused tropes on top of each other in a trenchcoat and honestly, overall this show’s writing is much, much better than that? So I don’t quite care for this.

3. Catra. Just… I’m done. Season 1 had me wildly invested in her getting a redemption arc, because poor abused, confused child who still seeks validation from her abuser holy shit get her out of there. Season 2 still had me hopeful for it. Season 3 had lose interest in it, because not only had she moved on from her abuser, she basically took over the organization and has become the… primary villain while Hordak was off hanging out with Entrapta. And then they tag another season of her essentially just… treating the only friends she has left like absolute shit, abusing them - mentally and physically.

fter four whole seasons, she now finally hit rock-bottom which implies that a redemption arc may finally kick in, this has been stretched out too long for me to still be invested in it. It comes the point where writers have pushed my personal good will too much and drawn a thing out for too long for me to still be invested in it. And we’re past that point now.

That doesn’t mean I want bad things to happen to her or that I don’t want her to have a redemption arc at all anymore - better late than never, I suppose - it just means… that I stopped caring.

[livvywrites]

wip intro: the martyr queen

Genre: NA/A fantasy Status: first draft Major Themes: healing; found family; friendship; adventure; quest; destiny/fate; rebirth Content Warnings: depictions of ptsd; violence; self-hatred; suicidal thoughts; character death POV: third person limited

Summary

Alinora Mynerva lives under the alias Jezebel Eramyn. She works for the grandmaster of an assassins guild, and keeps an eye out for traitors; spies; and others who seek to bring the guild harm.

Or she did.

But then a servant came barreling into her room to tell her that he was dead. Her time among the assassins has come to an end–but as her final farewell, she begins to investigate the grandmaster’s death and in the process finds you can’t outrun your past forever.

Alinora is dragged into joining the Resistance, a movement born against the usurper who stole her home and slaughtered those she loved. There, she reunites with a sister she thought lost; finds out her destiny is oh-so-much more complicated than she had ever believed; and is consistently hounded by a spirit of death.

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Or, more accurately; a girl who has long given up on herself but not the world, finds that the world has not yet given up on her. And in the process, maybe she makes some friends (who eventually come to be family.) [Unfortunately the more accurate summary is only partially accurate, because I’m not sure all of that will happen in the first book. Oops.]

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characters: alinora | elaena | lyr | ava | talitha | aishlynn | kai’os | kaltain | amara

places: mynera 

relationships: lyr & ava | 

poetry: little broken soldier girl | vengeance dances in her mind

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Characters

[This list is long. Some of these characters may be cut. Many already have been.]

Alinora Mynerva: 27. Protagonist. Elf. Black hair, golden green eyes.A woman who has given up on herself, but not the world.

Aishlynn Mynerva: I haven’t settled on an age. Elf. Slaeyr. White hair, golden green eyes. She wants to be remembered, but finds her younger sister overshadowing her at every turn. Often without even trying.

Talitha Jade: 29. Side character. Human. Blonde hair, green eyes. A genius who loves history and magic. A pirate captain who loves adventure and freedom. Partially deaf and endlessly obnoxious. Full of life.

Lyr: 29. Slaeyr. Brown hair, hazel eyes. Ava’s his twin sister. A warrior determined to save his people before his uncle corrupts them all. Wants nothing more than to find a home and rebuild.

Ava: 29. Slaeyr. Brown hair, hazel eyes. Lyr’s her twin brother. Like her brother, she wants nothing more than to reunite her people and find them a home, instead of living like nomads. Unlike her brother, she intends to do it with magic instead of blade.

Asa Veranus: 30. Human. Red-gold hair and brown eyes. A healer determined to keep the idiots he’s surrounded by from dying.

Elaena: Age untold. Reaper. White hair and golden eyes. Sent by Death to watch over Alinora, and assist her in her quest. Mischievous and curious; two things that often result in trouble. 

Kai'os: Old. Slaeyr. Antagonist. Brown hair and brown eyes. He believes that the gods have betrayed them. Unfortunately, the only way to rid them of the gods is to end this world and start over. To many, that makes him a villain… but he’s willing to die for his beliefs.

Kaltain: Age undetermined. Slaeyr. Antagonist. Kai'os’s oldest daughter. Brown hair, brown eyes. Unlike her father, there is little noble and good remaining in Kaltain. She’s a genius, and she knows it, and she’s determined to see this world suffer after it killed her baby sister.

Amara: 27. Slaeyr. Kai'os’s youngest daughter. Blond hair, brown eyes. Amara once believed in her father’s cause wholeheartedly. Now, however, she’s beginning to doubt…

Excerpt

“Who the hell are you?” Alinora hissed through clenched teeth. “And how did you get in here?” 

The woman shrugged. “I come and go as I please. There is no place on Eldora that can keep me out… though people have tried.” The smile she wore turned wicked.

Alinora narrowed her eyes. “Who. Are. You. Answer me, or I’m calling the guard.”

The woman’s eyes glinted. “Interesting you didn’t already do that. So confident in your ability to handle intruders? Or do you simply not think that they would answer your call?” She clicked her tongue. “No matter. They couldn’t stop me anyway. Nor could you.” She bowed slightly at the waist. “My name is Elaena. I am the first reaper, Death’s eldest daughter.” Her eyes raised to meet Alinora’s again and there was laughter there. “At your service.”

Alinora scoffed. “You expect me to believe that swill?” She had more than enough time to slip the gem into a pocket and withdraw one of her throwing knives. She flicked her wrist. The woman didn’t even attempt to flinch out of the way, instead taking the hit as the blade buried itself in her stomach.

The woman merely blinked at her. She removed the knife, which dripped with black blood, and spun it, offering it back to Alinora by the hilt. The wound itself was surrounded by a swirl of shadow, and when they vanished, it was as if nothing had happened. There wasn’t even a tear in her clothes.

Alinora stared, stunned.

The woman—Elaena—waited patiently for Alinora to gather herself enough to numbly take the knife from her fingers. Elaena smiled again.

“Now that that’s settled… I need to talk to you. Do you have a moment?” 

Alinora closed her eyes. When she opened them, she wanted to be back in her bed—and for this to all be some sort of terrible dream. But when she opened them again, reality stared her in the face in the form of golden eyes and a sharp toothed smile.

“I’m investigating the murder of the Swans grandmaster,” she said, irritably. “So, no. I don’t have a moment.” 

“Too bad. I had an offer I thought might interest you.” Elaena placed her hand on her hip.

“If it’s death, I’m afraid I still have a few more things to do.”

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[aquestionthatsneverbeenposedmove]

what are your favorite qualities about each of your friends :DD

My muse was given truth serum. Ask them questions on anon and they’ll have to answer honesty. They must answer no matter what the question is.

Oh!! All right!! All my friends are such wonderful people, I really could just talk about them for ages! (Gaius says I could talk about anything for ages, but he’s just teasing. probably.)

Gwaine’s just… a really good friend, honestly. He’s always there for me when I need him. He always come through. No questions asked, no thanks needed, no favor owed. That’s just who he is. He’ll never say no to a friend in need. He’s not once brought up how I dragged him along with me to rescue Gaius from Morgana, or Arthur from the Perilous Lands, or that time he saved me from those… knights… 

He’s not once brought up all the times I nearly got him killed. He just keeps being Gwaine, and joking with me, and laughing with me, and turning everything into an adventure, and he’s so much fun, and he always brightens everything right up, and I’m just so happy to know him, I’m so happy just to be with him, and God, I know I don’t make it easy on him, but he’s never, ever complained, not ever, not once. 

Sir Leon’s so full of surprises! He acts so serious, but really, he’s got a fantastic sense of humor, and he’s a wonderful teacher - I had no idea how to ride a horse when I first came to Camelot, but Leon fixed me up real quick! Not to mention I couldn’t find my way around the castle at all, let alone the city. I had never been anywhere so big. You could have fit the entirety of my home village within the palace walls, and still have plenty of room left over, and it was so dreadfully confusing, but Leon was so patient with me, and always stopped to help me when I got lost. Once, he even made himself late for a council meeting just to point me in the right direction! And he wasn’t even angry with me, either, he just smiled and told me not to worry myself about it. And he listens so patiently to everything I say, even when I know I’m talking too much and I need to shut up, even when he’s got far more important things to do.

And he’s so humble. He never brings up his status, never brags or boasts that his blood is so much nobler than the rest of us, never reminds us that we’re lower than him, he never lets his rank divide him from the rest of us, from me, even when I know other knights don’t approve, even when I know he’s fallen out of favor with some of the older men in the ranks because of his friendship with us. And he never gave Gwaine or Percival or Lancelot or Elyan a hard time, you know? Arthur knighted them, and Leon was right there, on the spot, to help them find their legs again, to give them a few pointers on their swordplay, to encourage them after a hard day of training, but he never, ever talked down to them, never treated them like anything less than knights. Even when he asks me to do something for him, carry something or polish something, or sharpen something, it’s always, “Merlin, would you please…” or “if you’re not busy…” or “if you think you could…”

He’s just so polite to everyone, even when he doesn’t need to be, even when no one would spare a second glance if he wasn’t.

And Percival’s so kind, and gentle, and maybe he doesn’t talk much, but he says a lot when he does, if you know what I mean? He doesn’t need a whole lot of words, is all. And he’s always really optimistic, and really positive, and he never lets anything drag him down for long. He’s always got a smile on his face, and even when everything’s falling apart around us, he’s the first to clap me on the shoulder and remind to keep my chin up. 

And–well, it’s a bit silly, I suppose, but Percival just makes you feel so safe. I know, I know, big muscly fellow with a pointy sword would make anyone feel safe, but that’s not what I mean, it just–it just feels like, when I’m with him, everything is going to be all right. It’s not like how Gwaine helps me forget things aren’t all right, or how Leon will sit me down and help me work out a way to fix things that aren’t all right, but it’s just. It feels like everything’s going to be all right because everything’s always all right, no matter how bad it all looks now. 

Also, Percival looks out for Gwaine. Stops him drinking himself to death. So, there’s that, too.

And Elyan’s so noble. God, the man would eat his sword sooner than he’d turn a blind eye to injustice! He actually got me out of a bit of trouble in the Lower Town recently--I’d gotten myself in a bind with a few... rough men, and things were going from bad to worse pretty quick, but Elyan put a stop to it, like he does, like he always does, because that’s Elyan for you. Lot of people, especially common folk, owe him their lives, or their children’s lives, because he’s just so noble. He’s always ready to defend anyone and everyone. I think he’d go to war with every bad person in existence if he could. And he’s really, really smart, and I wish he could see that, because I know he doesn’t really think he is, but he is! And he works so hard, and he does so much for people, and everybody loves him, and he doesn’t see it, and I really don’t see why, and I wish he could, because he’s really a fantastic person, and I wish he knew that for himself.

He’s so tenacious, too. “Perseverance” might well be his middle name, you know. He never gives up, not for anything, and if he fails at something, if it doesn’t go the way he planned, he gets right back up again, and works even harder, and I think that’s really great.

Gwen’s got such a good heart. She loves everyone, and everyone loves her right back, and she’s such a fantastic queen. She’s really a brilliant leader, just like I knew she would be, and she really listens to the people, and I think she really gets them, in a way that Arthur can’t, at least not always. 

And she’s just so kind to everyone, to anyone. She’s so generous, and caring, and selfless. She’d give her last shilling to help one poorer than herself. She’d take the bread from her own mouth to feed someone else, she’d take the dress off her back to clothe another–God, I still remember that time she stayed up all night with me once, because it was Pentecost, and Uther was throwing this enormous feast, and all these lords and kings and barons and dukes were coming, and it was so important that Camelot and her King impress them, and I had so much to do, I had to launder Arthur’s best breeches, and his tunic, and fix a tear in his ceremonial cloak, and polish his sword and his crown and his boots and I only had the time to do it then, at midnight, and I was so exhausted, and Gwen just stayed beside me the whole time and helped me with all of it, with everything, even though I know she had to see to Morgana the next morning.  

I still remember how she turned to me, and she had the warmest smile I’d ever seen, and she said, “Merlin, don’t you see this is what friends are for?” 

All Gwen has ever done is give, and it’s so wonderful to see Arthur, and the people, finally give her something back.

Arthur is the bravest person I know. Braver than I am, that’s for certain. Even when I know he’s scared, even when I know he’s terrified, he never stops, never turns away, never backs down, never hesitates, he never even flinches, because that’s just who he is. Even when it’d be far better to back down or give up or hesitate, he doesn’t, and sometimes, I wish he would, but it’s--well, it’s what makes him Arthur. 

And Arthur is such a good king. He always puts his people first, always, no matter what, when the harvest’s bad, or Morgana’s attacking, or the Saxons are stirring up trouble again on the border, he always finds a way to take care of the people first, make sure they’ve got enough food and firewood, make sure they’ve got shelter, make sure they’re safe, and warm, and protected, and it’s--it’s really incredible, honestly, to see the man he’s become.

And he just--he just keeps going. Every time something knocks him down, every time someone hurts him, every time someone betrays him, every time someone he trusts with his life turns around and stabs him in the back, he just gets back up, and he keeps going, and I know he carries that hurt with him, everywhere he goes, I know he’s going to have to carry that hurt for the rest of his life, but you wouldn’t know it from looking at him, because he just keeps going. I was there the day he took the throne, and I’ve watched him question if he’s really worthy every day since. 

And hard as I try to make him see how much he’s really worth, hard as I try to tell him that he’s the greatest king I know, the greatest king Camelot has ever had, hard as I try to show him how--how good and strong and noble and worthy he is, he never quite believes me. 

His whole life, he’s had to battle all these fears, all these self-doubts, over and over and over again, and it’s worse than any bandit or Saxon or enemy soldier, and he still keeps going, even when his own mind tries to bring him down, and that’s--that’s honestly the strongest thing I have ever seen.

Arthur is the greatest man I know, and I mean that. I love him so much more than I could ever say.

[buckybarnesbingo]

Week 10 Roundup!

Title: The Best Part of my Losing Streak Collaborator: ladivvinatravestia Link: AO3 Square Filled: B3 - Undercover in a Gay Bar Ship: Stucky  Rating: Teen Major Tags:  Star Trek Fusion, Pining, Mentions of sex work, mentions of slavery Summary: Bucky doesn’t actually know who his contact will be, or even any other details of what the mission was about; only that he will recognize his contact when he sees them and that his role is to arrange transport for two operatives back to Federation space. Hence, Rocket, and his ship, the Milano, which Bucky toured earlier and found to be spaceworthy. Word Count: 5698

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Collaborator: Trashcanakin Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B3 - AU: Cyberpunk Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: Cyberpunk Bucky

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Title: and i want you here with me Collaborator: kimannhart Link: AO3 Square Filled: K5 - Sam Wilson/Falcon Ship: BuckySam Rating: Gen Major Tags: no powers AU, crack Summary: It’s been an interesting week down at Avengers pub. Tony, Rhodey, and Steve finally—after a painstakingly long seven years—decided to admit to one another that feelings were most definitely involved and upgraded their relationship status from ‘casual fuck buddies’ to ‘boyfriends.’ Sharon, Helen, and Jane had dropped all their responsibilities for the week and left for an impromptu vacation to the Maldives. Thor and Loki’s father gave them the biggest bomb drop and told them they had an older sister, Hela, who was going to be coming into town within the next few days. Natasha and Pepper called for an emergency staff meeting just so they could announce that they were deciding to adopt a child. Clint and Bruce had the bright idea during their weekly drinking and game night to go to Las Vegas and elope. And to top it all off, Sam and Bucky have been trying to catch a pesky rat that’s been scurrying around the pub for the past week. So, yeah, it’s been an interesting week. Word Count: 977

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Title: The Confession Collaborator: empyreanwritings Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C3 - free space Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: self-doubt, minor mentions of anxiety Summary: Bucky notices something has been off about you, and you come out and tell him what you’ve been hiding. Word Count: 1700

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Title: Loving Quietly Collaborator: bitterfloof Link: AO3 Square Filled: U4 - Public Bathrooms Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Explicit sexual content, voyeurism, PWP Summary: A shitty public toilet in the back of a rundown pub was maybe not the romantic place (or hygienic but who's thinking about that) for an encounter with the man he loved. But hey, they were together. He didn't exactly ever take Steve as a particularly daring person (in the sexual sense at least, Steve was kind of crazy in a 'he would willingly throw himself in front of a car if it meant saving somebody'), but apparently, he was wrong because - fuck. Word Count: 1670

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Title: i will make you believe you are lovely Collaborator: nightwideopen Link: AO3 Square Filled: C2 - coma Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Teen Major Tags: Head injury, emotional hurt/comfort, deaf Clint Barton, self-deprecating language, medically induced coma, near death experiences, panic attacks Summary: That’s everything he’s ever worked for, everything he’s worth. If he can’t shoot, if he’s not the world’s greatest marksman then what is he? He’s not Hawkeye, he’s not an Avenger. Without his bow, he’s just Clint Barton. And what’s that good for? Word Count: 4895

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Title: Gone, but Never Forgotten Collaborator: queen-of-the-avengers Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C4 - Drunk Dialing / Wrong Number Ship: Tony/Reader Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: being shot at, angst, fluff Summary: Instead of worrying Tony, you decided to hide an injury that just might cost you your life. Word Count: 1754

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Title: From Morocco With Love Collaborator: avintagekiss24 Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 - AU: John Wick Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Gen Major Tags: Romanian Bucky Barnes, Assassins & Hitmen, Romance & Drama, Secret relationship, minor violence, minor injuries, mentions of blood Summary: It's been a while since you've seen Bucky. You didn't think that once you saw him again, you'd have him by gunpoint in your kitchen. Word Count: 3161

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Title: ballad of a falling man Collaborator: kimannhart Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 - guitar Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Modern Setting, First Kiss, Brief mention of PTSD and Therapy Summary: God, Bucky hoped that Sam, Sharon, and Steve weren’t fucking with him when they said Tony felt the same way. Because if they were, then Bucky could only think of three things: One) he was going to remember this moment as one of the most embarrassing things he’s ever done; Two) it’s going to suck when Tony rejects him; and Three) he was going to kill the trio for telling him lies. Word Count: 2800

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Title: Dancing’s Not A Crime Collaborator: seibelsays-andwrites Link: AO3 Square Filled: U3 - AU: Soulmates Ship: Bucky/Darcy Rating: Gen Major Tags: fluff Summary: “I’ve got you, Buck,” Steve argued. “I’ve got Sam, and Nat, and the rest of the team. I’m fine. I don’t need a soulmate to be happy.” “Excuse you, I’m the cynic in this friendship, thank you. You need to resume your unfailing faith in the universe.” “Oh do I?” Steve asked, his voice dry as the desert. “Yes. It is the rock I rely on.”  ***** Bucky has spent his entire life trying to find Steve's soulmate. Word Count: 2092

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Title: Beginning Again Collaborator: avintagekiss24 Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y2 - Wakanda Ship: None Rating: Gen Major Tags: Heavy angst, flashbacks, nightmares, emotional hurt/comfort Summary: A random day in Bucky's recovery while in Wakanda. Word Count: 1421

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Title: It's Going to be a Good Night Collaborator: USSFriendship Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 - WinterShock Ship: Bucky/Clint/Darcy Rating: Teen Major Tags: Secret Relationship, Coming Out Summary: Tony has a brilliant idea to start an LGBTQ charity, which results in secrets being revealed. Word Count: 3355

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Title: Just An Accident Collaborator: queen-of-the-avengers Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y5 - pining Ship: Tony/Reader Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: dislocated shoulder, pining Summary: When Bucky accidentally hurts you, he feels super bad about it, but Tony can’t seem to forgive him. Word Count: 1004

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Title: Undercover - Chapter 7 Collaborator: avengerscompound Link: AO3 Square Filled: U2 - secret relationship Ship: Bucky/Reader/Clint Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, threesome Summary: You go on an undercover mission with your boyfriend Bucky and Clint Barton.  When you and Clint have to pretend you’re in a relationship feelings become confused. Word Count: 2248

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Title: Take a Break Collaborator: WellDoneBeca Link: AO3 Square Filled: C2 - Going on Vacation Together Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Gen Major Tags: vacation, cuddling, moodboard Summary: You and Bucky have finally managed to get yourselves some days of vacations, and you’ll enjoy it the best you can.

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Title: (my life is) just a killer dream Collaborator: calmena Link: AO3 Square Filled: C3 - free square Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: Pre-Slash, light angst Summary: In which the Winter Soldier researches the Avengers - and promptly becomes fascinated with Tony Stark. Word Count: 1258

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Title: Bakin’ Big Collaborator: phoenixgryphon Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K4 - AU: Bakery Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: Bucky “bigger is better” Barnes opens up a bakery, aka a big dude makes big baked goods because no one makes cinnamon rolls big enough in this town god dammit.  Bucky “why yes that donut is as big as a dinner plate what about it” Barnes. Bucky “make one more ‘fill these buns’ joke at me I dare you” Barnes.  Bucky “strong, fast, makes one hell of a croissant” Barnes

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Title: I've got a reputation (bigger than my biggest fan) Collaborator: calmena Link: AO3 Square Filled: K2 - Kink: Bondage Ship: WinterIron Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Bondage, Concubine Tony Stark, PWP Summary: The one where Tony is a concubine and Bucky is bound to the bed. Word Count: 1026

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Title: Constellations Collaborator: welldonebeca Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y2 - Stars Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: domestic fluff, dad Bucky Summary: After a long tiring week, you and Bucky take some time with your girls to stargaze in the backyard. Word Count: 900

[whenimgoodandready]

Guys, I have a confession to make (deep breathe). I.am.selfish! Yes folks, I’m utterly and completely selfish. I care for no one, but myself and my own wants and needs paying disregard to others. It’s mean, I know, BUT I’m not always selfish, I help out when I feel it is necessary. I can be nice and thoughtful to my friends and family (FYI, my dad told me to “Be more selfish!” and that’s the best God damn advice he ever told me, so thank you Daddy!) and even to strangers I meet, but the thing is, I’ve always been trying to live up to peoples high expectations and when that fails, I’m left feeling disappoint :(. So I just say “F*** it!”. I also have a saying, “If it’s not a problem with me, it’s not a problem at all!”. You can’t just let people walk all over you like a carpet! And that’s exactly what Moony here had to learn. Let’s see how she handled it:

*The Ghost of Butterfly Castle-As we saw in “Down by the River”, Moon and River we’re settling into the outdoors all peace and quiet away from Eclipsa and we’re joined by a family of Mewmans, The Maizleys, followed by more Mewmans and soon a whole new society grew from then onwards, “The Yurt People”. However, the calling of queenhood can’t escape from Moon as she’s forced into her authority mode for trying to keep order in her new home with everyone who can’t seem to keep a schedule for anything.

River tells her to just take it easy and not work herself to death like she did before and to just be selfish! Yeah! That’s a good idea, Be more selfish! Moon decides to fix everything by goin’ over to the ruins of Butterfly Castle to fetch her Day Planner despite the rumors that it’s either cursed/haunted. After Season 3’s finale, Eclipsa never bothered to fix it up and just left it to rot making the Monster Temple her new castle instead. This just goes to show how selfish she is by only concerning herself with the monsters. She’s trying though, but like it’s pointed out, Eclipsa only knows her (secondary) people and doesn’t know what she’s doing. Kinda like with Moon, but in reverse. On the way, the village in Mewni is now a squalor with some Mewmans scavenging for goods to live. Yeesh! Does Eclipsa not see this!? Then again, the Mewmans don’t bother to even talk to her.

Moon finds her Day Planner and the Tapestry Room mysteriously stitched up and comes face to face with the ghost! Turns out, it’s Mina Loveberry! Last we saw of her, Meteora sucked out her soul from her rampage! I did wonder what happened to her after that. She’s now guarding the remains of the castle and staying true to her warrior duties as promised by Eclipsas polar opposite mother, the warmonger, Solaria, The Monster Carver. Oh and by the way, she’s the one that tried to “Yada Yada” Eclipsa! And she’s now planning on overthrowing her due to her Pro-Monster rights. Mina wishes to only serve Moon, but Moon tries to talk Mina out of it since she can’t always be a monster hating warrior now that Eclipsas in charge, but she’s too obsessed to listen and goes solo on her mission. In the end, Moon gives her Day Planner to the Mewmans in the Yurt to work it out themselves and just does what her husband told her to do as what my daddy told me to do, “Be more selfish!”. Yup, she just says, “F*** it!” Oh! And btw:

*The Mystery of the Yada Yada Berries

Case:Who tried to poison Queen Eclipsa

Reason:Stubborn to change with Monsters liberated

Weapon of Choice:Yada Yada Berries

Supplier:Apothecary Sherry/Self Grown Garden

Suspects:

1.Babs-Elminated

2.Ruben-Eliminated

3.All the Mewmans-Unresolved=>Cleared

-Prepetrator:MINA LOVEBERRY!

Case:CLOSED!

So what may have looked like a friendship moment between Moon and Eclipsa from “Moon Remembers” turned out to be utter complete bull****! Yeah, I know, Moon doesn’t trust Eclipsa and now she’s not even gonna warn her about her possible doom in the likes of single minded warrior Mina Loveberry! Well, Moons not the queen anymore, sooooooooo it’s not her problem! Maybe this’ll be what motivates Eclipsa to finally do something? I mean, from what I saw, Star had been mostly the one to try and get Eclipsa a likability status from the Mewmans by trying to find her assassin (“Yada Yada Berries”), getting everyone to see her good side (“The Ponyhead Show!”) and arranging an alliance with other kingdoms (“Surviving the Spiderbites”) all of which Eclipsa just tagged along not getting involved with anything. She has a total disregard for her own queenhood with responsiblility and action and doesn’t bother to step in and do something for her own self!.................Yea! Tots selfishness there! She was doin’ it before Moon realized it was cool. However, even though we all know Eclipsa is selfish, there are times when she can take a stand when things get too serious and maybe Mina goin’ after her will finally put her in the active role where we’ll have proof that she takes her crown seriously. Mina is WAY too arrogant to just quit monster slaying and she’s only limited to that! I don’t blame her, from The Magic Book of Spells, in Solarias chapter, she was just a peasant girl who volunteered to be an experiment by Solaria to infuse (brainwash) her with Solarias extreme hatred of monsters with her magic to be all an powerful warrior for the Solarian army and thus, Mina Loveberry! (just so you guys know, The Magic Book of Spells that most of us have (like me), was prepping us for the final season and we knew ahead of time what was goin’ on, so I’ll let you guys know when a reference to the book shows up again) Now that that Dark Age is done with, Mina can’t quit her eternal royal duties for war and I highly doubt there’s a redemption for her. Unless of course, there’s a way to break her out of that spell Solaria put on her or if not, just kill her! (shrugs). Hey! We need a new villain in the show! And ironically, it’s a Mewman! But you know what! She’s a racist psycho! So whattaya gonna do!? Good luck with her, Eclipsa!

[berezina]

THE FOLLOWING DAY, SATURDAY, JANUARY 12th, I also didn't tweet, and my iCal reminds me why. I had an invite to a glammish Manhattan party. Cocktails at 7pm before guests moved on to dinner. That's the kind of true but implausible detail you cut from a novel.

Not that I'd been invited, exactly. I'd scored a plus-one from the college friend I've called 'Sarah.' For those new around here, Sarah is a type-A daylight creature of the tech-finance woods. Which isn't my main problem with her, though it makes small-talking around our periodic hostilities hard. She's short, blonde, and works out enough to be fit without becoming slender, a frustration she'll only reference in passing because direct conversation about it would make her feel like the wrong sort of woman. She lives on the Williamsburg waterfront in one of those glassy towers that are easy to despise until you're inside a high-floor apartment. The East River Ferry cuts its engine and glides into the dock below… a glass-muted helicopter beats by at eye-level between you and the Midtown skyline. In her apartment I question my life choices, decide it's too late, then think, Is it, though?

It was true that not having Sarah in my life was unthinkable, and also that we were overdue for a breakup. Our friendship endured because a break would be awkward for the mutual friends we both actually liked. She'd done the same math, I was sure. For girls we're both good at math.

The other thing keeping us together I doubt she noticed: her epic drive to avenge her sub-Alice status in college by proving that I was sub-Sarah, now. Which I was on her scale, and sometimes on mine. When I remember that I'm a vocational wreck I want to be Sarah and can imagine doing her job. At a party of strangers, never mind: no Sarah. The plus-one was another demonstration.

So I couldn't tweet that day, obviously. Too busy in the long mirror negging my mild Sarah-friendly dress and shoes and hair, working up the courage to piss Sarah off by putting on a slut show. I did this while preparing answers for Sarah's colleagues, who think it's only polite to ask someone like me, 'What do you do?'

'FBI.'

'FBI in training.'

'Influencer.'

'Like…nothing? I'm just rich.'

*Russian accent* 'I am model.'

(I did the Russian with Sarah in earshot once and she bombed in with 'Alice is an amazing writer,' which flattered me until I realized she just didn't want anyone to think she had a dunce loser friend.)

I remember thinking—maybe it was that day or the next, on the other side of the party—that the root trouble with us is we'd each scripted ourselves into a different buddy comedy. Mine was absurdist in not-good way: two women, neither of whom understand a word the other says, pretending they do so the other won't think she's off the up and up.

Sarah's, like most buddy comedies, had a moral. I'm the amusing flighty spontaneous looks-obsessed one, whose job is to teach my sober hard-working friend to take it easy, bae, have a drink, worry not about her boss's true opinion…because other minds or truth at all are never knowable. (In her movie I'm a philosopher, too.)

In return, Sarah schools me in the happiness that comes from hard work and adult restraint.

Of Sarah's four examples of my looks obsession, three were hookups, not boyfriends, but fine, there was truth to it. The untruthful part, which she must have recognized, was her pretense that our hook-up styles reflect deliberate choices only, not in any way different (however temporary) meat-market values. Sarah, as she'll tell you, is 'buttony' cute. But that's a risky play when you're five-foot-one with a firm thickness everywhere that, sorry, you do kind of deserve for listening to doctors and your Westchester mom, and exercising an hour each day like she does, while ignoring my advice to stop eating like her.

The party was not my worst. As a reward for dressing with cowardly 'taste,' I harvested a bushel of corporate male regard, including the older-male regard I sometimes crave because Daddy blah blah. Wise Sarah would have told me the good news: the harvest meant I could be choosy. I could go on a proper date with the most promising one. But I don't know: the dialectic of desire I inherited was busted, waiting for a spare part that never arrived. When most men at a party or on a scene don't pay court I become indignant and drive off the noble exceptions. Where I'm popular I become less choosy, likelier to run off somewhere to disinhibit with the room's most persistent Regarder. Sarah loves to replay the times my unchoosiness persisted even after the Regarder had showed his hand as a player, mild psycho, or (not defending it) married.

That night Sarah kept me under surveillance. If I wasn't willing to start with a proper date, I would need to submit any potential hookup to the Sarah Test: is this a dude I could remotely imagine dating sometime in the near future, when we were done with our sad business? The answers in this case were nooooooo. Also, the leading contestants were friends, which is gross, somehow. I was pretty sure I said no.

The next morning I woke hungover, confused by a strange bed, and thought, Uh oh. But it was too comfortable to be a man's. I found Sarah in her apartment's kitchen district, in sports spandex. She'd finished in her building's gym, or the micro gym she belonged to as well because it had the better whatever and her employer paid half. One of her little hands dawdled on the island's marble top, enjoying some downtime, while she thumb-scrolled her phone with the other. She made a gesture of 'finishing up' before the needling arrived.

'She wakes! She rises!'

Something like that. I'm not going to pretend I remember exact words in this scene. The point is that my habit of sleeping late fit with my caricature from her movie.

'I smell Venture Capital coffee,' I said.

She poured me a mug's worth, and it was fucken amazing until she ruined it with, 'Did we like the bed?'

'Your sheets are intense.'

'Pillow-wise?'

'I'm not just saying this. You run like the best boutique hotel.' Which was true.

'I'm putting the customer first,' she said.

'It's true.'

It was Sarah's turn to rejoin but she put on a transitional smile instead. 'Remember when you said that to me?'

Yeah, yeah. As I explained at the time, which was college, I was being self-deprecating, not condescending to her business aspirations. 'I could never be good at business' was set up. 'To me, the customer's always wrong.' Pow!

Her memory had done light renovations, updating the quip from a play on the classically servile 'customer's always right' to the equally servile but more Obama-era proactive, 'putting the customer first.' When I pointed out her mistake she said, 'I can't believe you remember that.'

Classic: suggesting I was obsessed with an ancient incident I never would have recalled if she hadn't two seconds ago brought it up.

A cease-fire held as we walked our coffees over to her living room district. We shared the instinct to grab winter sun from her wall of noise-cancelling glass. Even in communion, I thought, we were so different. Her she was caffeinated and high on exercise, her spandex with the sour damp smell of achievement. She took the sun, checking it off her daily list of things to do in January, for Vitamin D. I was dry-mouthed and skullachey in undies and a v-neck, scrounging sun for the same reason I overflirt. I need handfuls of anti-depressant.

We weren't done.

Sarah reminded me that (in college) I'd been defensive at first, accusing her of paranoia before retreating to like, 'I totally get how you'd hear it as condescending, but honestly…'

My college apology had expired. Was I aware that my old tone of condescension persisted? Toward her and, yes, others? She brought a lightly embellished example from the party I couldn't believe she'd overheard. It was with one of the Regarders and she was misunderstanding ironic banter. We'd had that conversation before, too. Anything I say in an old-movie-star voice, as a rule, I told her, is not serious. But no one hears anything. I re-apologized.

'I'm not saying be a different person inside,' Sarah said, in her wise-one conclusion-voice. 'It would be too weird if you weren't arrogant. Seriously, you'd be unrecognizable. [laugh laugh laugh] But you're getting too old to like, radiate arrogance.'

'While living in Queens, you mean.'

'I mean anywhere.'

'Arrogance is not a great look for a nobody is what you're saying.'

'No for anyone.'

Yeah, right.

Having lost my will to exist outside Sarah's judgments, I spent the rest of that Sunday with her and her parents. They showed up at her place exactly at noon, which led me to picture them inside their car in a parking garage, killing time listening to WNYC. Her mother, Jill, greeted me with began sincerely warm on its way to suspiciously long. Sniffing for alcohol? Infusing me with 'support.' Jill used to act testy and competitive toward me in sympathy with her daughter but since the post-college status-reversal I was a poor thing having a rough time and what a pity to throw such a promising life away, a fate pretty much sealed and we could stop discussing now that she's age almost-26. Sarah's kindly, invisible father came over with WNYC still in his ears like the perfume of another woman and told us to sit, sit, while his wife took over the kitchen, to poison us with bagels and cake.

'I will need an update,' Jill warned me, as if she had any intention of giving me time to prepare. 'What's the grad school story?'

'I'mmmm still deciding. Pretty sure I'll apply.'

'Great!' She pointed a cake knife at me. 'But do it this time. Really do it. Yeah?'

'That's always the idea, except—'

'Great.'

It was at a rent-the-back-room dinner she'd treated Sarah and ten of her friends to during our college-graduation week, that I'd told Jill my grad school plans. She'd said, 'Don't waste your time in the Ivory Tower. It's much ado about nothing.' Now I was a good fit.

When Jill wasn't looking, I yanked a strip of lox out from between the overfull bagel buttocks, and ate it like a piece of sashimi. I thought about stuffing the toxic bread product into my bag like after I stayed overnight at their Chappaqua place but decided it would be more fun to feed Jill's condescending concern by leaving them my carb refuse right there on the island. This way she could whisper to Sarah when I stepped into the bathroom, 'Is she eating? She doesn't look great,' and Sarah would tell me the next day, 'My mom asked if you were eating and I told her it was none of her business. But just between us, I hope you're eating.'

~Alice from Queens [source]

[whats-a-queen-without-a-king]

Will it work part 1-3

Finally yay I really think this came out well. This is the three part fan-fiction based off the au of true love kiss being able to break the barrier. Hope you like it 💓💓

Will it work

One

Uma and Harry have been friends for about a while. Harry a year older than Uma who is now 10 . She’s been hearing more stories from her mother about this thing called ‘true loves kiss’. About how because of it she failed to get the hand of the prince yadda, yadda if it wasn’t because of it she would’ve won blah blah blah she’s heard all before. She rolls her eyes as she walk to the beach where she knows he will be.

This has bothering her for a while if it exist or not so she has decided to try it out and who better than with her future first mate. He’s her only guy friend so far so he’s her only option. The annoying over bearing son of Captain Hook who always teases her about how short she is or a least he used to before she broke his nose. She thought that would make him leave her alone but it didn’t. He just smiled and “ I like you lass wanna become mates.? After she told not to call her but still begrudgingly agrees because he’s the only person who’s asked and from there a beautiful friendship was formed. They have been causing havoc since. Stealing food and trinkets alike from stores. Pulling pranks on maleficent goblins, it has been fun.

She finally gets to the beach and looks around. She spots him near the sea just looking out playing with the sound. She wonders for a second what was wrong but then she tells her self why would she care, villains don’t care about others feelings because they have none of there own. With that she cooly walks up to him from behind and taps his shoulder. He quickly shoots up but once he sees who it is he visibly relaxes. "Uma what are-“ She cuts him of by clumsy shoves there lips together wanting to get this over with. Harry tenses. Nothing she thinks with a hint of disappointment. Then she feels how soft his lips are and her stomach flips. Frightened she pushes him and walks away without a word. Her mind races as she wonders just what in the seven seas was that. She decides to not think about it more as her shoulders slump with defeat. She was such an idiot to think that true loves kiss exist that it even could be powerful enough to get Harry and her out of this horrible place. She kicks a can in her way and goes to her mother shop to start the chores. That night she cried for the first time, just silent tears streaming down her face as she vows to never believe in such fairy tails. Those are only for princess and princes. Kings and queens she thought bitterly. She will find another way out. A fire starts to burn in her eyes. I will not be stuck here all my life to waste away. I will get my revenge on those who put me here. With that thought she falls asleep. On that night as well Harry is kept up by his unrelating thoughts. He wonders in his hammock just what made Uma kiss him then walk away without so much as an explanation and why did it feel so nice. He wants to ask but something tells him to just leave it alone. Harry decides to go with his gut feeling as he falls asleep unaware that the winds have changed and his path with his soon to be beloved captain starts tomorrow.

The barrier has become thinner.

Two

Harry-16 yrs old Uma-15 yrs old

Uma shakes her head, 'oh how naive she was to believe that true loves kiss was ever real. There no true love on a prison devoid of tedious things.' She makes her way to Harry and hers secret spot.It’s a small cove near the sea and when the night comes the moonlight shines off the crystals just right embedded all around the cave. It becomes their personal night sky. Her favorite along with Harrys is the one that shines brighter than the rest our own star to the right. She chuckles as she thinks about it. Her laughter is cut short as she thinks about what she's been feeling lately for her oldest friend. For a while now shes been having this warm sensation when she’s with him in their little cove, when their stealing or just when ever he's in her presence in general. She’s been pushing it down trying to snuff it out but it just keeps growing like a fungus so she has decided to ignore it. Uma finally get there and breath a sigh of relief. ‘Finally’ as she sits down one one of the big rocks that recede in the cove. A lot has changed since they were children. Life at home has gotten worse over the years for the both of them. Her mother has started giving her the night shift more and more. Her feet ache, her bones feel like their gonna break and her hands are starting to get cracks from all the washing she has to do. While Harry has had to deal with his dads mood swings and temper. Umas seen the scars and bruises. Uma has always felt a resentment towards hook for touching Harry. She tells herself it's because he's a good partner to have around. He can make anyone back off with a well place threat and a smile but there always this voice in the back her head saying it's because he's hurting him. She can't do any thing but watch and she positively seithes at the fact. day she always vows, one day she will be able to protect him from his father and protect herself. For now she's has to be content with the fact that she can at the very best patch him up for the most part. There’s no bandages so she has to make a make shift one with spare cloth for her hands and his cuts. They don't talk about it just make sure they both have clean bandages when need arises. She lies down with an exhausted sigh and closes her eyes for the first time in three days.

Then she hears a footsteps coming and looks up. What she sees makes all her tiredness go away in a flash. Speak of the devil. Harrys at the mouth of the cave breathing hard with his eyes clouded with what can only be described as pure unadulterated rage. He has a broken lip and scratches all across his body. His clothes are tattered. ‘Harry’ his head twitches and he doesn’t look at me just stomps in to the cave and stands in the middles of it still as a statue. ‘ He out of it’ Uma thinks ‘ I doubt he even truly realizes I’m here.’ Uma face softens ‘I need to bring him back but how? ’ She slowly walks up to Harry till she standing right it front of him.

She can feel the heat rolling off of him and she wants to burn in it. She tries to ignore how her affects her and focuses on the task at hand. “Harry!”, nothing. She gently takes a hold of his chin,”harry look at me” Uma says softly. His eyes flickered to Umas but they don’t lock she sighs he’s too deep. Then a crazy thought pops into her head ‘kiss him’ She pulled away her hand and look down fighting the blush on her cheeks,” where the hell did that come from, I can’t this is a weakness that we can’t afford to have.” She won’t admit that she is afraid of what she might feel if she kisses those pink lips again. She can’t no won't admit that she has yearned for those lips since she was eight. Then she’s pulled out her inner thoughts when he starts to tremble. Uma looks back up again and sees that his eyes now speak murder. ‘ I need to do something. NOW!’ She crashes their lips together before she can talk herself out of it. There’s a spark. She feels him relax and quickly pulls away. Uma takes one step back and looks him in the eyes. There in shock but she can see he has come back to his senses. She quickly down again because she can't stand to look in to his eyes any longer. Uma nods to her self and speaks ” Come on let's get you patched up. I've got some bandages back at the shop." With that she briskly walks passed him. ‘His lips are still as soft as I remember ’ She shoves that thought violently to the back of mind and realize she doesn’t hear Harry follow her and looks back to see him still standing there

Uma yells “Harry you coming ” He snaps out of it and turns to her with a smirk “ Always captain” He winks as Uma rolls her eyes everything goes back to normal for if his captain didn’t t want to acknowledge what happened her wouldn’t. Harry knows she not ready to accept what he has, so he waits silently and patiently till the day she becomes his as much as he is hers.

What they didn’t know is that the barrier started to crack for only one of them has accepted what happening between them.

Three

Harry-17 Uma -16

‘I failed my crew my people….harry’ Something tightened in her chest as the last name flew through her mind. With her eyes on sea she reflected on the events that just transpired. ‘How could’ve I have let this happen the. The wand was right there we all could’ve been free, all of us.’ She ripped her hair out of its bun and let out a cry. Calm seas soon turned in to a blur of deep blues. Uma made no move to stop the wetness on her cheeks she deserved to feel this, her weakness. A bitter smile fell across her face ‘ha undone by true loves kiss, how pathetic’ she let out a watery chuckle. “Just like my mother.” She was so trapped in her thoughts she didn’t noticed the fall of heavy leather boots coming her way.

She was soon brought her thoughts by the deep thuds. The scent of leather and seawater filled her senses as she took a quick look at her first mate. She gasped “Harry” That’s when she broke. Everything came like a tilde wave her shame ,her sadness, her anger ; everything. Heat started to spread across her chest. Her necklace now only reacted to her emotions. Shining bright as they over ran her whole form. Uma shoulders shook as she let out sob after painful sob “captain ” Harry breathed as he feel to his knees in front of her with a deep thud. Uma head shot up her lips in a flat line. Anger now overcame everything, “ Captain. CAPTAIN I AM NO CAPTAIN.” Her voiced lower down to a whisper as she shifter her gaze to the sea. “ I failed you all. Where still on stuck on this hellhole. I let out best chance slip through my fingers.” She slowly shook her head “ I don’t deserve to be captain”

At that Harry grab her chin. Desperation mixed with determination swam in his now dark blue eyes. “ Now ye listen here” his voice hard “ Don’t you ever think or even say those words again. You deserve this title more than anyone on this godforsaken isle and so what if you lost this battle the war isn’t over yet lass.” A smirk flashed across his lips but then it vanished. His voice became so quiet that even uma had to strain to hear him. “ We are gonna get out of here I swear it. Even if I have to break the barrier down my self piece by piece. By now his head was on her shoulder each word a brush of lips and a breath upon her neck. She shivered as she heard . Even when she doubted herself, her first mate never did. She failed him yet he still believed in their cause , still believed in her. Heat spread across her chest as her necklace glowed ever brighter with a emotion she couldn’t quiet decipher. Harry lifted up his head to look at her once more. She held his jaw as he pressed him for head to hers. With breaths in sync they bask in each other’s presence. Uma knows how much he needs this, to know that’s she’s real even though she wishes she would just sink in to floor.

“Uma “ he breathes her breath hitches. Harry gently presses his lips to her cheek and brings her in to a hug. Uma is over welded once more and more tears spill over her cheek. Harry kisses her teal braid ” I was so worried that ye wouldn’t come back in one piece you would believe how happy I was to see you here. Ay almost couldn’t believe you were real” confirming her pervious thoughts. “Harry I’m fine you didn’t have to worry so much. I’m right here in front of you and I’m not leaving anytime soon.” Heat rises in her cheeks as she buries her face in his chest. Harry’s grip tightens “Good” She returns the sentiment and in that moment she forgets about her failure and focus just on the beat of his steady strong and always by her side. Harry pulls back and uma looks up her brows scrunched up in confusion.

Then there eyes connect and all she can see is those intense eyes is….love. In that moment she realizes what emotion her necklace is glowing and she beams up at him. Harry mouth tilts up on one side, “Now lass what ye smiling about” he teased Uma response by pressing her lips to his. She feels that spark once again buts it’s more this time like lightening crashing in her she loved it. Harry quickly falls in to kiss. ‘Finally’ They kiss gets deeper, heavier as all their suppressed passion, lust, and love at last pour out. Uma has accepted her true love. Their lungs start to burn ever so sweetly as recently pulls away but not without one last lingering kiss. Panting they eyes shut in bliss. Harry opens his eyes and looks to sky to thank his for this girl and for this moment. Then he sees it

The barrier…..it breaking

“Uma” he cries out shocking her. Uma flinches by the sudden change of mood. She looks up at Harry and see him look at something behind her and turns. What she sees she can’t truly believe at first the barrier is breaking. She can see pieces of already starting to disappear but how. Then it hits her necklace always reacting when harry is around, the spark she feels when ever they kiss, how she feels complete when ever he’s around, her rock her constant on this hellhole. True loves kiss one of the most powerful thing on earth of course those idiots in auradon would’ve never made measures against it because who would find true love on and island devioded of love itself. She looks back at Harry their both wearing the same look of disbelief and pure happiness. “True love kiss Harry. Can you believe it.” Her eyes shine as she crashes her lips to his in victory. She pulled away her eyes shining with glee and the promise of revenge on those whom wronged them. The queen of the isle was gonna make those pretty princess and perfect princes pay for leaving them here. She grabbed the back of Harry’s neck and pressed hia forehead to hers. She looked in to his eyes and sees the maniac glee in them reflecting her own. The king and queen of the isle were coming. Uma takes a hold of his hand and their off to the lost revenge. With one final thought in Umas mind, ‘No matter how many battles they’ve lost the war will be theirs’

[360degreesasthecrowflies]

FarscapeWatch 03: 1.03 ‘Exodus From Genesis’

Well, here we are folks. I watched the first few episodes a bit out of order after noticing a little late that the order I was watching in wasn't the intended broadcast order, and trying to correct that midway through with limited success. This was actually the second full episode I watched, so my reaction to it was a little coloured by it seeming to come as a direct follow-up to the premiere, yet acting as if they'd been in space bonding for weeks already. It was a little confusing! Having now seen 1.02 I, E.T. in full, I think I can better appreciate this one. Ish. Let's jump in.

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We open on Rygel...painting. Quite badly. And eating. Jump to D'Argo and John...D'Argo encouraging John to eat a bug to clean his teeth. Lovely.

Aeryn is in command of the ship. A cloud of debris is blocking their path. Everyone is still very colour-coded and very four humours. Aeryn's black and John's tan/off-white and Zhaan's blue to D'Argo's red are for sure deliberate.

Okay so they're goind to hide behind the debris to avoid a scan from another ship. Clever. Aeryn's idea. Pilot is grateful. Now there's a friendship I didn't expect, but hey, I guess she's used to practicality and tools and Pilot is effectively just an interface with a face.

The 'debris' turns out to be space bugs. Damn. Hope this isn't a gross episode. This has to earn its adults-only rating somewhere.

Post-credits, open on Aeryn and John. We learn a bit of Aeryn's history while she explains a little about Peacekeeper tactics. John makes a pretty weak joke but... despite myself, I do find him kinda charming. There's a twinkle there. I'm starting to think John could end up as adorkable due to being a fish out of water here, despite his position as a skilled scientist and Dude on Earth. I hope they go that way anyway, it would be interesting.

Oh. I love this. John starts to give a typical 90s afterschool special speech about them having to stick together and Aeryn interrupts sarcastically, amused at the very concept of them becoming friends, or worse, FAMILY. I miss me a character like that on tv, I'm almost getting Cordelia vibes, although the characters in other ways couldn't be more different.

Cut to Zhaan for the first time. She's with Rygel, helping clean up things that spilled when they first hit the debris field. She's such an interesting character, especially as the blue, and all of what blue normally signifies. Calmness is one, but coldness is another, and that's something we only see flashes of. So often, Zhaan is apart from the group, even while being a little like the group's mother or spiritual leader. She makes a good show of that being because of her status, or because, perhaps, of her age, but at times there are flashes that she simply thinks herself better than the others. And here's another; she mocks Rygel's painting with a smile on her face, projecting gentleness to hide the thorn, then proceeds to paint over it using her creepy super speed. It's a slightly random scene, used to give a bit more depth into Rygel mainly, and makes me wonder if what the writers are doing with Zhaan is deliberate or not. She's definitely the most interesting character for me thus far.

[So all through these scenes there are intermittent cuts to something watching the crew from the shadows; presumably it's the bugs, unless they've Alien-style mutated into some new second-level form]

Cut back to Aeryn and John. She's warm, and D'Argo reports that the ship's temperature is abnormally high. Aeryn is shot in the leg by something...one of the bugs, but it must be a light wound as she doesn't really react, nor does John notice as she was behind a table at the time. It shoots her again in the hand and this time she notices, but dismisses it as a splinter of metal. What will it be, poison? Aeryn out of action this episode?

They split off to search the ship to see why it's overheating as they don't know from diagnostics. Zhaan with John. He complains a bit to her about the others not respecting him; she is not quick to correct his view of her as separate from them! Very sly. She advises him he must win their respect. Unfortunately, although I'm a little charmed by this scene, it does also play as being aimed at quite a young audience. Just a 90s thing maybe?

So despite Zhaan's idea that no-one should search alone, she and John almost immediately split up after their heart to heart. Genius.

Cut to John. There's a bug in his quarters and holy shit these are big buggers! D'Argo and Aeryn over the intercom are no help and unsympathetic, telling him he must capture it. This will no doubt be a John-proves-his-worth episode then.

These bugs are nasty. John manages to catch it in his blanket and then beats it to death while inside. Not exactly capturing! Nice work, science guy...

Next scene; Zhaan is dissecting it. Another to add to her laundry list of skills. All she needs now is to be able to fly and she's got the whole set.

Okay so there's a whole load of these things on the ship. For the second episode in a row we have a plot that relies on Rygel being small enough to investigate/go through small holes. Hmm. While I'm not averse to that necessarily from a worldbuilding standpoint, it does seem a bit of an easy out to let the character still be a pain in the ass... although, on that point, I guess this is a twist on the special-skilled cleric/mage character being only too happy to help. I wonder which came first, the character design of making a small character to test the puppetry and make the world more alien, or, once that character was established, hastily building plots around small doors and passageways to give him something to do?

So we're 20 minutes in and it seems we've established the basic plot; the ship is going to overheat because the bugs for whatever reason are affecting the ventilation, so we need them removed. Somehow. Although they're heavily outnumbered.

Ah, so Aeryn can't take the heat. (So stay out of the kitchen?) That's an interesting weakness to have but I guess it's not hard to film and will open up interesting plot restrictions later down the line. Of course, they need a weak point to take Aeryn out of commission as it's between her and Zhaan for who's the most competent character aboard this ship.

Skip back to John and D'Argo for a bit of exposition. D'Argo is still fantastically racist, he hates all of Aeryn's kind - but he's going to make an exception for her. John is a little too shocked by this I feel, but then, I guess this was made in an optimistic,, pre 9/11 world.

Aeryn and Pilot is an interesting pairing. Also bloody hell Pilot is huge. (Pairing in terms of onscreen together, pretty sure Pilot is asexual)

Cut to Rygel exploring and wow, I hope they gave James Cameron a bit of credit for this episode, he's literally come across Ripley's Alien Queen egg chamber. Let me guess, they're raising the temperature to incubate, a la Aliens.

Well fuck me a bug stabbed Zhaan. Good storywriting though, take out the most competent characters one by one. That was a nasty stab but old bluey will probably be fine, god knows what she's made of. Cut to Aeryn who is also passed out, and now we're back to John, everyone seems to've gone radio silence... and well shit, there is now another John. That's a turn I did not foresee this episode taking. (I guess we have to vary it up away from *Aliens* pretty rapidly now after those last few scenes just to avoid infringing anything or stepping on anyone's toes.) Now, will this be a bug thing or will it be due to something else, just their luck?

New John also has the same clothes.  Mirror thing? Oh they're fighting, typical. Seems incapable of speech? Quite well shot esp for the 90s, doing twin scenes is never easy as anyone who's been watching Orphan Black (RIP! :( ) can attest to.

Okay so the clone people are bugs. Somehow. Rygel is trapped by a horde of them watching them spawn. Zhaan is somewhere. D'Argo, Aeryn and John are in command...and now I feel like the Big Brother voiceover person so I'm going to stop this. The crew are a bit hopeless, the heat is still going up making it hard to think and neither D'Argo or John are particularly the brains of the operation here.

Thank god, Zhaan comes in. She still has that stabby spike in her neck/chest but she is up and walking about doing her thing, what a trooper. She goes to have one of the others help her remove it and ohshit, now she's possessed. So I guess the bugs are somehow psychic now as well as being transformers and mad scientist cloners and a big cloud of space dust. Why not eh?

Because everything was going so well already.

Interesting. Removing Zhaan is a clever way to give John a level-up as Aeryn is out of action and D'Argo is reckless; John here has to use logic to stop him from slicing Zhaan in two while she is possessed because he forgets she isnt a clone. Smart writing as a way to empower the seemingly lowest-level member of the team. Crichton is Farscape's Squirrel Girl.

(Plot wise, essentially the bugs accuse our heroes of starting fighting with them instead of vice versa. That's some Trumpian logic.)

So yeah the hive has landed in the ship to reproduce because obviously space is cold, okay. This seems like a slightly 101 plot that, again, could have been lifted right out of Alien(s).

So, with Aeryn out and Zhaan out, John takes halfway command - mental, leaving D'Argo as the enforcer. It's interesting that the show seems to be in some ways agreeing with my early assessment of the characters' competencies and usefulness order. Especially because, if John is meant to be the actual central character, that requires devolving competency and narrative centrality to two 'alien', Other self-styled side characters. I guess in some ways that's usual with traveller adrift stories, though.

This is an aside, but an interesting parallel I'm feeling with this character structural setup is to Neon Genesis Evangelion. Zhaan being, of course, Rei, Aeryn Asuka, and Crichton himself a more self-assured, but equally, more fish out of water Shinji. I guess that leaves D'Argo as Makanami and Rygel as Misato's penguin?

Back to plot. The bugs want to keep raising the heat. John points out that if they do that, Moya will die and then the heat will go completely off, killing all the spawning bugs - the hive head's children. We cut to truce, and interestingly, John has taken pure command now, D'Argo is fussing over Zhaan and Aeryn is by all accounts, out for the count, and has managed to change into what looks like an anachronistic little black dress... guess if you're going to suffocate and burn to death, might as well do it in style. Rygel is still awol.

Zhaan is back in business. The four humanoids are isolated off in a small room that, perhaps, will be not so hot? Who knows.

Okay so now the ship has been invaded by randoms. Because this plot wasn't already bloated enough. They're Peacekeepers, and are attacked by replicants. Handy.

Pilot alerts our heroes that the ship has been invaded; the alien bug leader of course takes these new invaders as proof that the crew have broken the truce and cranks up the heat again.

We cut to the Peacekeepers roaming the ship, killing every clone they come across, and I can't help thinking how much fun I'm sure the actors had getting to die and act surprised and fall over in these scenes. Something else to take away; Zhaan's maxi dress robe reveals itself here to actually be more akin to capri pants. In 1998! Add fashion forward to her laundry list of skills and attributes.

The Peacekeepers are pleasingly gender mixed.

Aeryn wants John to promise to kill her, as a friend, to save her from a painful death with her brain melting. I can't help but think D'Argo would do it.

Cut to more action scenes. Then cut to Rygel. The crew have decided to send him in - or he's decided it himself, it's fuzzy - to negotiate with the bug leader in person. He is actually quite respectful if pompous and gives it gravitas. I can't quite help though but feel this plot twist is just a little of an attempt to give every one of the main characters a key role to play and something to do, here while they're still establishing.

Honestly so far, I feel like this episode is dragging. There's a bit too much going on and most of the cast are just playing to their core characteristics, while being split up, while a whole bunch of side characters come in. That's just me though.

Okay so Rygel strikes a deal. Now the crew strike another deal with the alien leader; now the Peacekeepers are attacking the bugs, our heroes will drive them off if...the bugs will forgive them? idk, because John also lets them crank the heat up more even though that's torture to Aeryn. I'm not quite following this plot beyond the bare bones.

So another aside, Bechdel test. Zhaan offers now to stay with Aeryn while the boys go and greet the Peacekeepers. I'm unsure, three episodes in, if Zhaan and Aeryn have yet directly interacted. Now, I'm not surprised because they're two women - it's not like vaginas necessarily commune, and tbh, who even knows what any of these folk have under their suits - but I am surprised that the two most competent characters as I've seen them haven't really yet compared notes. I guess in many ways they are foils, but on the flipside, that would be in itself a reason for them to have interacted. Anyway, this comes up because Aeryn, instead of being left with Zhaan, needs to be reassured by John before he leaves.

Now, tbh, I'm torn how I feel about John's defensiveness of, and implicit connection with Aeryn, this feels a little...soon... and also just a touch away from looking after her in the hopes she'll fall into his arms. I'm a little unnerved too, that she asks of him amercy, and he refuses to even consider the thought of acquiescing to her request. It's for honorable reason; because he believes she won't die or come close to death, but still... overriding a woman's dying wish because you think you know better is not so cool.

Action scenes follow. The PKs are being themselves adversely affected by the heat. This is intercut with scenes of Aeryn going mad.

Okay so they trick the PKs with a bluff; using multiple Crichton clones, they give the PKs the impression that he regenerates and is invincible; as the clones cannot talk, he also takes a chance in staring down the PK leader, armed, while unarmed, to give a speech about his invulnerability. The actor here shows shades of having a steel underneath the bluster that's thus far characterized John Crichton. (ohgod I have just realized the initials and I am hoping this will not turn at some point biblical)

A short fight scene but Crichton ultimately uses words to triumph. It's okay but very self-congratulatory to be honest. I don't dislike John Crichton, but this really was a second focal episode in a row that felt just a little contrived.

Time skip for a coda, everything is okay. D'Argo now respects John more. Good because THAT conflict was old two episodes ago.

Bug leader briefly possesses Zhaan again to say goodbye and thanks for all the fish. JC walks her back to her rooms and they have a heart to heart, and I've realized what it is I'm disliking, the focus on John in these episodes is unnatural. We only see a scene, generally, if John's in it. Nobody else is bonding that much except here and there as a nod to establish interactions. I'm hoping that changes.

Still. This show was a contemporary of Xena, which was hardly outstanding in that field.

End up for this episode. Aeryn and JC in a new location, 'the terrace' according to Pilot. Aeryn is back in her black leathers, thank god. Oh, they are leaning IN to this ship. Aeryn takes a step towards a truce with John with a joke about lesser lifeforms, double meaning; humans and bugs. And we close with them watching the...sunset? Thank god that's over.

So, ultimately I think this might tie with episode 1 for my least favourite so far. This episode felt overstuffed and my favourite characters pushed to the sidelines. Still, there was some character work done. Let's get into the beats.

 CHARACTER BEATS

JOHN

This episode is VERY John-heavy. His baptism of fire, getting Zhaan on-side and then moving to impress D’Argo and Aeryn…I guess everyone forgets about Rygel again. John shows a lot of skills in this episode, but it gets to the point where you almost wonder why we need the others, if John’s there to be the voice of reason, the warrior, the scientist, the logic, the negotiator, the moral centre, and the big damn hero. And all those in an episode where we’re supposed to believe he’s doubting himself and his skills! Okay then…

 ZHAAN

Zhaan, even though out of action for a lot of this episode, still is at a lot of her best. With every episode I find myself wondering what exactly she CAN’T do… but somehow, she’s not a Mary Sue either. I’m still unsure what age she is, especially as I already am sensing the seeds of the writing trying to move her into something of a mother figure role. I’m not sure if she needs to be older to contrast with Aeryn; two women can be a similar type or age in the same show without the universe imploding, even in 1999. This episode sees Zhaan the medic, Zhaan the telepath, and Zhaan the peacekeeper with a small p. I’m still sensing that Zhaan could have elements of danger within her though; no-one is that self-assured without knowing they have the ability to back it up.

 D’ARGO

Third time in a row this isn’t a great episode for D’Argo, and right now I can’t see him being anyone in the audience’s favourite character. I’m suspecting more character beats will come through at some point though, frankly, because D’Argo design-wise isn’t good looking enough to be able to keep going just as eye candy and a walking anger issue, as some ‘big guy’ characters are in other shows.

 RYGEL

Well…Rygel gets things to do in this episode, but generally is humiliated. I don’t know, I really didn’t like this episode so much. Rygel pulls diplomacy out of the hat, inspired by an ancestor, I guess…but I feel it loses its weight because I’m still not quite sure how old Rygel is. Also, although it was painted as a triumph that Rygel negotiated…I’m still not sure what it was he negotiated. At least he seems not to hate the others so much, but at the same time, he still feels a little apart from the group, which is already a little fragmentary.

AERYN

Aeryn is also not that well served by this episode. We see a few excuses to get her out of her clothes and generally helpless, and the narrative implies that this might be coincidence, but it might also be penance for her previous self-assuredness. Her desire to be mercy killed as well is also laughed off and unacknowledged; yes, it privileges John the human’s ways of doing things over the brutal Peacekeepers, but it also walks over Aeryn’s choices and desires just on a whim. Nice. This episode also leans hard into what it poses as a mutual closeness between John and Aeryn that I’m just not sure is at this point earned, it does edge almost into Tarzan and Jane territory. Eek.

 PLOT POINTS AS OF 1.03

They’re still on the run. They’re bonding. There is shipping. That’s kinda where we are now.

 WHAT THIS EPISODE ADVANCED:

Honestly, not a lot. We learn a weakness for both Aeryn and Zhaan, that plots need to be heavily contrived to feature Rygel prominently, and that John Crichton has hidden depths when needed, some steel there. Forgive the shade, fans, but this one just didn’t do it for me.

 CHARACTER RANKING AS OF 1.03:

1)      Zhaan

2)      John

3)      Aeryn

4)      Pilot

5)      Rygel

6)      D’Argo

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Sometimes We Both Lose Our Minds (to find the better road)- Olicity Fic

Pairing: Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak

Rating: T Words: 3400 Summary: Returning back to his old life in Starling City, Oliver had anticipated and planned for many things. Carrying out the mission his father had bestowed on him, falling back into his old irresponsible persona, hiding his true self from his family and friends, and protecting them at all costs. The one thing he hadn’t planned on was gaining 2 new family members, his stepfather Walter Steele and Felicity Smoak, his childhood friend, now also his stepsister. Regardless of the changes and surprises, he knows he has to become someone… something else to make those on his father’s List pay for their crimes.

Chapter Summary: Felicity attends Oliver’s Welcome Home party and the two finally have a chance to catch up. A/N: Hiii... So it’s been super long since I posted the first chapter and then left you all hanging. I feel so terrible about it, but the past 2 semesters have been crazy hectic. But hopefully this chapter partially makes up for it. Now that I’m off, I hope to have a more consistent update schedule. I’m so excited about this verse and have so many ideas I want to share, so I hope you’ll stick around.

Thanks a lot to @nvwhovian who's been fielding all my crazy and paranoia as I worked up to posting this chapter. And to her and @beinmyheart for editing this chapter!! As mentioned in the summary, Oliver and Felicity are kinda step-siblings, if that is a thing that you’re not comfortable with, you should back out now. If you’re staying and giving it a try anyway, thank you so much and I hope you enjoy this verse and journey. If anyone would be interested in sending prompts for this verse or being tagged in updates, please drop me a line. 

Title is from The Poison by The All-American Rejects and the chapter title is from Never Let Me Go by Florence & the machine

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Reflections still look the same to me (as before I went under)

She’s standing at the bar at Oliver’s Welcome Home Bash waiting for the barkeep to notice and maybe serve her. Tommy needs to hire better bartenders for his parties, what is the point of free-flowing alcohol if you’re not even served? That makes her sound like she’s an alcoholic or something, she’s not for the record. It’s just that being sober around so many drunk people is giving her a headache, and maybe she just needs a drink to take the edge off.

There’s been way too many changes and surprises over the last few days. Not that they’ve been bad ones per se, they’re actually good. Happy even. Oliver is alive. That is amazing, and it makes so many people she cares about incredibly happy, including her. But changes need adjustments and that is pretty stressful. She’s just glad she isn’t living in the Queen Mansion. In the past few years she’s started to feel weird and out of place there, being in that house makes her jittery. With Oliver suddenly back, there’s a tension that hangs over the entire household that she would rather avoid. And with her propensity to babble about inappropriate things, she would probably just end up making things even more awkward.

Then there’s also the fact that she and Oliver are now bound by family… or something. For all intents and purposes, Oliver is her step-brother now. Which is incomprehensible to her. She knew this would be the case since her dad married Moira, she’d even readily accepted Thea as her new step-sister. But it was different when thinking about Oliver. All these years, it had been a vague idea, a ‘what if’ hinging on Oliver being alive. But now he is alive and this new relation between them is making things all messy in her head. Since she had met him, he’d always been her friend; she’d never really thought of him as a brotherly figure. For a brief period of time, she’d even had a tiny crush on him- having the attention of two of the most notorious heartbreakers in Starling City will do that to a girl. She’d grown out of it, obviously, but that doesn’t mean it lessens the complication in any way.

A sudden din falls over the crowd and she looks up to see that Oliver’s entrance has commanded their attention. She observes him as Tommy introduces him and he raises a ridiculous toast to tequila (of all things). She watches as he feeds the public what they want, having them eating out of his palm, perfectly playing up the devil-may-care attitude Ollie Queen was known for. She wonders if he’s putting up a front, playing up what he thinks people want to see, even after he’s spent five years isolated. Or if he’s actually not changed a bit. If it’s the former, he’s still not able to completely hide the things he doesn’t want others to see. It’s given away more by what’s missing than what is there. Those expressive blue eyes, that could make anyone he paid attention to feel like the centre of the universe, are vacant now- as though they’ve been purposely kept so. She’s sure the others have noticed too, but they’re so distracted by acting as if no time has passed at all, that they just accept his unbothered act and overall okay-ness. It’s not that she wants him to be damaged or have difficulty coping but it just seems off to her. You don’t spend five years isolated from civilization, without it leaving some mark or changing you in some way. She feels they need to be prepared for it, prepared to help Oliver in whatever way they can, instead of just ignoring it till it goes away. But then again, she’s never quite settled into the elite’s mentality of brushing things under the carpet, she’s not made for hiding from the truth.

That’s not the only thing she has noticed either. Because she’s definitely not missed that delicious looking scruff or the shorter hair which looks so much better than the weird serial killer hair he had before. And don’t even get her started on the way his suit highlights his very wide and muscular shoulders and biceps. He was cute before but now he’s devastatingly handsome and this is why she’s keeping her distance. She’s already practically drooling over him, how is she supposed to conduct a conversation with him where they address their new status as family.

She watches as his eyes scan through the room and the crowd, catching on hers with some surprise. She wonders why. Sure she doesn’t really fit in with this crowd consisting of mainly fangirls, but she’s here to support her close friends. She doesn’t doubt her connection with Tommy, they’ve become closer and built that friendship back up since she returned home. Where Oliver is concerned though, she’s unsure about what kind of reception she would get. They’d definitely drifted apart a bit, for a couple of years before he left on that fateful trip, but it seemed natural given that the boys were venturing out to various colleges while she’d been focused on graduating early from high school and getting into MIT. But they’d kept in touch regularly enough that she hadn’t ever thought it would affect their long-term friendship. Five years, on the other hand, was a whole different can of worms. Especially given that Oliver didn’t seem all too thrilled with welcoming her dad, and probably by extension her, into the family. She breaks their eye contact then, the thought that Oliver may refuse their friendship is painful and she isn’t ready to expose that that vulnerability to anyone.

As she cranes her head looking for someone who can fix her a drink, she hears a voice close to her ear, “Hi Felicity, need me to buy you a drink?” She startles, turning around to come eye to chest level with Oliver himself.

“Oliver,” and her voice comes out sounding breathy, she needs to make it stop sounding like that. It’s just Oliver, and he’s teasing her just like he would years ago when they would talk and banter and be uncomplicated friends. No big deal. She looks up to meet his eyes, seeing a hint of amusement and fondness that gets past the shadows in them. “Haha, I can buy myself a drink now, with my real ID too. Also it’s an open bar.”

His lips lift into a small smile, minuscule really in comparison to the toothy dimpled smiles and laughter she’s seen on him, but there all the same. More than that though, it lightens his eyes and manages to put some of her uncertainties to rest, which makes it all the better. “Guess you don’t need me and Tommy to supply you with fake IDs anymore. Shame, I’d got a new set I was gonna gift you for getting through finals. Really creative names too.” She narrows her eyes at him and he chuckles, his eyes and voice softening even more, “it’s good to see you again Felicity.” He extends his arms a little, it’s such an awkward gesture but very clear in its intention. So she pushes herself into him without hesitation, wrapping her arms around his neck. His arms tighten around her back and she melts into him, nostalgia and an incredible amount of joy rushing into her as she revels in the feeling of him being alive and home.

“It’s so good to have you back Oliver. I’ve missed you a lot,” she mumbles into his neck.

She’s not even sure if he heard her but then he murmurs back, “me too.”

She separates from him then, looking anywhere but at him. She feels self-conscious like they’ve already lingered a little too long for a hug between friends, even long lost ones. His heavy gaze doesn’t help all that much either. Then she remembers the events of this morning and her concern can’t be contained. “Are you okay? My dad told me about the kidnapping.”

“I’m alright, really. Not even a scratch, we were found in time, I guess,” his response sounds so practiced, it immediately draws her curiosity but before she can say or ask anything about it, he continues, “so I guess a ‘welcome to the family’ is in order?” And really? That’s what he wants to break the tension with?

His tone sets her on edge too, it sounds pleasant enough and he’s delivering it with a perfectly charming smile, but there’s something cutting about it. She looks at him sharply, the indignation from last night, at his rude remark to her dad during the family dinner, returning. Realizing his mother was remarried was probably a shock, no one would really want to think about how their family may have moved on in their absence. And obviously Moira’s misguided attempt to ease Oliver into the situation by hiding the truth about her new marriage didn’t help much either. But he was downright rude to her father and she won’t stand for that.

“It would seem so. Though my dad is really the one it should be directed to. And try being a little more genuine that time?”

As soon as she says it she knows she hit the mark but not in a good way, he looks stung by her snarkiness. And really she didn’t mean to be sassy or nasty about it but she’s also not interested in pulling punches on the matter. Her father means the world to her and Oliver can be shocked at the news, find it difficult to digest and adjust but he cannot disrespect her dad. Nonetheless she softens her tone as she says, “You're not being very fair to him.”

“Felicity,” he begins, “it’s my mom and also Thea… they’re too important and I wasn’t prepared. I’m still not. I didn’t expect…” he trails off seeming to not know how to continue.

“Didn’t expect is probably an understatement,” she scoffs, trying to lighten the moment. She gets where he's coming from, they’re both just trying to protect their respective parents.

“Oliver, I understand,” she continues and then modifies, “kind of, some of it, because your experience has been very different and I can’t know everything you’ve been through. But I do understand a certain aspect of it. Seeing your mom with someone new, seeing her move on, that was probably not the easiest pill to swallow. I felt that too,” She tries to hide how she still gets a little choked up thinking about her adoptive mother, “even though it’s been years since Alicia passed away.”

She meets his sharp gaze again to make sure that she’s not completely messing all of this up. He looks a bit more receptive to what she’s saying, so she takes it as a win and continues with as much earnestness as she can, “But something between my dad and Moira just clicked. They helped each other through their pain and they love each other so much. He’s good to her Oliver, to both her and Thea. He loves them so much. And Moira, she makes him happy, happy in a way that I didn’t think I’d see him again. You just need to give him a chance.”

All of it seems to hit him hard, but he doesn’t look away from her. He nods his head with a “I’ll try.” Not exactly what she was hoping for but an immediate resolution does seem unrealistic. She’s made her point though and he heard her out. That’s the best she can do right now. He seems to be studying her as intently as she is studying him, some of it feels awfully calculating even though he’s trying to hide it behind nonchalance.

Suddenly she feels a body bumping into her, causing her to lose her balance and stumble right into Oliver. And woah, she completely forgot where they were. This was so not an appropriate place to have such a serious and private conversation. Oliver is holding onto her elbows and her hands are pressed onto his chest from where she tried to catch herself. A very firm chest that feels ridiculously good under her hands and boy does she need to back out of his personal space. Were they really standing that close throughout their conversation?

She's just starting to back away when Tommy makes his appearance. From the look on his face, he’s apparently got some interesting ideas to get himself and Oliver in trouble running through his mind, and thankfully doesn’t notice the odd tension hanging over her and Oliver. His first sentence just proves that, “There you are! Now by my rough estimate you have not had sex in 1,839 days”

She wrinkles her nose as she looks from Tommy to Oliver and back to Tommy, “I don’t think I needed that information. And did you actually calculate that?”

“Felicity!!” He exclaims, pulling her into a tight hug as if he hadn’t just seen her last night. “Well, no wonder you ran off, I would prefer her company over mine too,” he directs to Oliver as he winks at her. “Of course I calculated it. And I needed to get that number out before I forgot because that is a loooong time. This poor guy had a dry spell of a lifetime, haven’t you buddy? But we’re going to remedy that and as your wingman, I highly recommend Carmen Golden,” with that he turns Oliver by the shoulders to face another large crowd of women.

Oliver looks understandably confused as he asks, “Which one is she?” with a tinge of amusement in his voice like he’s just humoring Tommy.

“The one who looks like the chick from Twilight,” Tommy replies very promptly.

“What's Twilight?”

“You're so better off not knowing.” The grimace on Tommy’s face and the way he winces, immediately makes her laugh. He really would know, considering he’d been forced to watch all four parts multiple times, including braving premieres, long lines and high-pitched tweens. She’d like to say she doesn’t fold as easily as Tommy does when it comes to Thea, but really that would be such a lie.

Speaking of whom, she spots Thea and a couple of her “friends”, her good mood vanishing almost instantly. The guy Thea is speaking to may be a new one, but it doesn’t mean that Felicity isn’t aware exactly who he is, or rather what he’s able to supply. She must’ve shown some kind of reaction because she feels both Oliver and Tommy glance at her and then follow her gaze right to Thea. Where she is now exchanging her money for drugs, in what she seriously hopes Thea doesn’t consider an inconspicuous manner. Because she’s being quite obvious. Oliver’s focus just seems to narrow down onto Thea and he barely excuses himself before he’s off. Felicity meets Tommy’s eyes, and he seems to share her thoughts that this situation is not going to go down well at all. Beneath it though, lurks a deep regret and guilt that mirrors hers. The sense of failure that they couldn’t prevent or pull Thea back from this path. That at all of fifteen she’d felt so alone in the world that she’d gotten hooked onto drugs and partying as an escape. She also sees the question in his eyes, if they should interrupt and try to diffuse the situation before it gets bad. She knows though that if anyone has to insert themselves between the siblings, it’s got to be her. Whatever trapped feeling Thea is experiencing will only get worse if she’s confronted by both Oliver and Tommy. She puts a hand on Tommy’s arm to reassure him, before she makes a beeline towards Oliver and Thea.

She quickens her footsteps as she sees Thea breaking out the attitude, when Thea gets into this kind of mood, she’s usually only one wrong word away from tipping over the edge. As she gets closer, she realizes that Oliver has managed to find that tripwire. The pain in Thea’s voice as she tells Oliver that she spent five years thinking he was dead, that the last five years are permanently within her, strike her so hard. It makes her throat tighten and stomach twist up. And she can tell from the way Oliver looks away, that it hits him much harder. Felicity curses herself for not anticipating and misjudging how Oliver’s return is going to affect Thea, for not seeing that Thea too won’t be able to just brush the last five years away like they didn’t happen.

“I’m sorry if I turned out to be some major disappointment,” she keeps going.

But no, she’s not. And those words slip out of Felicity’s mouth, “Thea, no,” before she even realizes. It draws both the siblings’ attention to her, and to the fact that she obviously overheard most of the conversation. But her focus is on Thea, who looks like she wants to be anywhere but here. The way her mouth curls up, slightly cruelly and looking so out of place on her face, Felicity knows that she’s found her parting escape line and that it’s going to hurt. She’s not sure if it’s going to be aimed at Oliver or her, or both of them, but she braces herself for it anyway.

“Ollie, you can’t come back here and judge me, especially for being just like you. And now that we have the perfect sibling,” she gestures towards Felicity, “there’s no pressure on either of us. We’re free to screw up however we like.”

And wow, yeah that stings. She knows that her dad and Moira were pleased with her interest in the company, and that they’d pinned their hopes on her leading QC once they’d be ready to retire. Though she felt the weight of those expectations, she’s tried her best to thrive under the pressure and make them proud. She can barely admit it to herself, but part of it has been the need for validation and attention from her father, while he’d been busy with his new wife and new job, as a reminder that she won’t be forgotten. If she makes them see her, and realize her value, then maybe she won’t be left behind. She never realized that someone else could’ve picked up on it, or that it would be so effective when used against her. Thea directing her friends to “Let’s bounce,” pulls her out of her thoughts. Looking up, she notes that Thea won’t even look at her or Oliver. That more than anything, sets her in motion. If she doesn’t do something to fix this now, forgive Thea for lashing out, then it’s going to turn into a spiral of guilt and avoidance that’s going to turn into more emotional suppression and anger later. And if she can get to Thea and pull her away before she gets high, then Felicity is going to consider it a win for the night.

Oliver’s soft call of her name, makes her pause. She turns to him, his face is shuttering off but she still catches a glimpse of sorrow and an apology. “I’m going to go talk to her,” she says as she points in the vague direction Thea headed in.

She takes in a breath then, “I know you have questions and things to say, and a lot of those answers you’re going to hate. I’d say give her time, but I don’t even know if that will work to be honest.”

She rises up on her toes, holding onto Oliver’s elbow, as she places a light kiss on his cheek. He stiffens a little, obviously not expecting the contact or closeness. She doesn’t even know why she did it. She’d missed him a lot, it feels like nothing short of a miracle to get one of her closest friends back, and she needs to convey her affection and happiness to him. And really, a little cheek kiss is not so different from their previous hug, it’s what friends or step-siblings do. It just shows that they’re comfortable with each other, and that their relationship is so very platonic. And in line with those thoughts, she completely refuses to acknowledge how her lips still tingle or how her heart skipped a beat for some reason.

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Beautiful Quotes For Her

Distract from the bad and good is bound to happen! You’re wonderful!

Believe in yourself, you are strong inside and marvelous outside.

Beautiful Woman Quotes

Your soul is like an ocean, it doesn’t matter how deep I dive into your depths, I will never reach the bottom.

Never forget that you are a talented, amazing, and wonderful woman in the world.

Even when you are sad, remember that you are beautiful and the whole world is yours.

You are beautiful, for me, you are the best woman in the world. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Let each your day start with words: “I am beautiful, I am lucky, I deserve the best in this world”.

Each side of your appearance and each trait of your character are beautiful, you are the most balanced person I have ever known.

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I am so blessed to have such a stunning friend, who sees the beauty everywhere and teaches me how to love this world.

Thank you for being with me.

I hope that one day you will see yourself with my eyes: confident, beautiful, successful.

The moon and the stars don’t glow as bright as your eyes, you are extremely beautiful. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

You have found a way to my soul and a key from my heart, you are divine.

Once I was told that I would fall in love with a gorgeous woman, but I could never imagine that this woman will be fantastically pretty with the most extraordinary person I’ve ever met.

Your beauty is in your optimistic attitude towards life, in your generous heart and in honest thoughts.

Keep your chin up, you are young, beautiful and independent, enjoy this life! (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Woman Quotes

When I saw you for the first time, I noticed your bright appearance, but then I got to know your beautiful soul, and I understood that you are the one.

You are the light of my life, keep shining!

Even thousands of orchids can’t compare to your beauty, you are unique.

Beautiful Girl Quotes Tumblr

Your beauty blinds me because it comes from your heart and it is reflected in your eyes.

I wonder how I couldn’t notice such a magnificent flower like you before.

You are beautiful, you made me believe that this world is worth living in. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Your beauty captures me, but what amazes me is that it is wonderfully combined with your amazing soul.

There is nobody more beautiful in this world that a woman in love, so there is nobody more beautiful than you.

Magic is when our eyes meet and we feel the spark in our hearts. You are wonderful.

Do you know which thing I like the most about you? That you are beautiful inside and out.

Even if I were blind, I could still see your beauty, because it is in your soul and it can be seen only with a heart.

When you go, you turn heads, I am so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

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It’s a pity it’s impossible to hold a beauty contest among the angels because then you would have won.

In my eyes, you are the most beautiful and tender woman in the whole world. I love you. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Your beauty cannot be ignored, it is something unbelievable because it not only pleases my eyes but also warms my heart.

Even if you do not believe that you are beautiful, look into my eyes and you’ll be surprised by your pretty reflection.

To wake up every morning and to see your beautiful smile is the sense of my life. You are fantastic.

Beautiful Girl Quotes Tumblr

Everything and everyone in this world can be replaced except you, my wonderful wife! (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Still, I can’t understand how God could create such an ideal woman like you, you are perfect from the toes to the head.

Beautiful Woman Quotes For Her

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful. – Eleanor Roosevelt

Pretty girls who are unaware of their looks are more attractive than gorgeous girls who flaunt it. – unknown

Beauty is only skin deep. I think what’s really important is finding a balance of mind, body, and spirit. – Jennifer Lopez

How I feel about myself is more important than how I look. Feeling confident, being comfortable in your skin that’s what really makes you beautiful. – Bobbi Brown (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she knows. – Audrey Hepburn (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

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A woman’s greatest asset is her beauty. – Alex Comfort

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword. – Charles Reade

Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited. – William Goldman

Judge nothing by the appearance. However, the more beautiful the serpent, the more fatal its sting. – William Scott Downey

Beauty always promises, but never gives anything. – Simone Weil (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you been drinking jack and coke all morning. she can make you feel high, for the single greatest commodity known to man – promise. – J. D. Salinger

It is a common phenomenon that just the prettiest girls find it so difficult to get a man. – Heinrich Heine

The most beautiful face is facing with a smile. – Anurag Prakash Ray (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Woman Quotes For Her

You see anyone can see a pretty girl, but it takes special people to see an old lady and to be able to see the pretty woman she must have been. – unknown

The prettiest girl could have low self-esteem because self-esteem is based on what SHE thinks of herself and not what others think. – Sonya Parker

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Beautiful Girl Quotes And Sayings

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Beautiful Girl Quotes And Sayings

Compliments are an important a part of a relationship, any girl blooms whilst she hears how beautiful she is. Be loving and worrying, never pass over the hazard to inform her that she is stunning and which you appreciate her. Your steady interest will make members of the family more potent and your second half of happier. Are you proud to have her by your facet? Do you emerge as speechless while you take a look at her and her beauty moves you? Let her recognize it by sending your so beautiful girl quotes and sayings, Check Below…

Beautiful Girl Quotes

Beautiful Girl Quotes

You are worth millions of compliments and I will spend my entire life telling you how wonderful and stunning you are.

Sweet, unique, modest, kind, honest, these words describe only one percent of your personality and I dream to discover you for the rest of my life. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

The stars, the moon, and the sun are minor to me because you shine brighter than all of them!

You’re remarkable, you make me perform feats, for your sake, I become better.

You are more beautiful than spring flowers, if I were talented, I would write hundreds of poems dedicated to your beauty.

You are a dream that has become reality, your unearthly beauty deprived me of my reason, my heart belongs to you.

I’m extremely happy that you have fascinated me with your beauty and have stolen my heart. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

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Your graceful and delicate facial features should be perpetuated by the most talented sculptor, you are an ideal woman.

When I look at you, I believe that beauty will save the world.

Your hair is softer than silk, light in your eyes is brighter than the sun and your skin is more delicate than satin.

You are the queen of my dreams, I am ready to strew the path, on which you walked, with hundreds of peonies.

Beloved, do not be sad, on such a charming face there must be only emotions of joy and happiness. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Girl Quotes And Sayings

You’re one in my head, in my heart and in my life, you are the most charming woman in the universe.

Minna Antrim once said: “A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul”. I am lucky since you please my eyes and my soul.

Beautiful Quotes For Her

You are the woman of my dreams, which made my mediocre life bright and full of emotions.

You are a fairy, you create beauty everywhere and share warmth with others. I’m crazy about you.

I’ve been dreaming about you for my whole life, you are my wonderful muse. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Only a few things are priceless in this life: your love, your smile and your faith in me.

I am sad because even the whole life is not enough to love such a gorgeous woman like you.

Your innocent and beautiful soul has forced all the shadows of my doubts to leave and thanks to you I became happy.

I adore you, I have never seen more sparkling eyes and more dazzling smile than yours.

Will you be my beautiful princess? I am not your prince charming, but I will do my best to become him for you.

I will love you even when you are no longer young and beautiful because your beauty is inside you and it is eternal.

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Your beauty is not showy and vulgar, however, it is sweet, gentle and modest, it is in your gestures, in your words and eyes. You won me. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Darling, I can’t stand the cruelty and hypocrisy of other people, only your beautiful smile, and amazing, deep eyes help me to live.

Even Aphrodite is a pale copy of your beauty, you are one in a million.

The smell of your hair is more pleasant than the scent of thousands of roses, I dream to plunge into its warmth and to spend eternity in your arms.

Remember that your lovely face is for smiles, not for wearing the masks. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Quotes For Her

Distract from the bad and good is bound to happen! You’re wonderful!

Believe in yourself, you are strong inside and marvelous outside.

Beautiful Woman Quotes

Your soul is like an ocean, it doesn’t matter how deep I dive into your depths, I will never reach the bottom.

Never forget that you are a talented, amazing, and wonderful woman in the world.

Even when you are sad, remember that you are beautiful and the whole world is yours.

You are beautiful, for me, you are the best woman in the world. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Let each your day start with words: “I am beautiful, I am lucky, I deserve the best in this world”.

Each side of your appearance and each trait of your character are beautiful, you are the most balanced person I have ever known.

Check: Latest Collection of Status For Whatsapp 2018

I am so blessed to have such a stunning friend, who sees the beauty everywhere and teaches me how to love this world.

Thank you for being with me.

I hope that one day you will see yourself with my eyes: confident, beautiful, successful.

The moon and the stars don’t glow as bright as your eyes, you are extremely beautiful. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

You have found a way to my soul and a key from my heart, you are divine.

Once I was told that I would fall in love with a gorgeous woman, but I could never imagine that this woman will be fantastically pretty with the most extraordinary person I’ve ever met.

Your beauty is in your optimistic attitude towards life, in your generous heart and in honest thoughts.

Keep your chin up, you are young, beautiful and independent, enjoy this life! (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Woman Quotes

When I saw you for the first time, I noticed your bright appearance, but then I got to know your beautiful soul, and I understood that you are the one.

You are the light of my life, keep shining!

Even thousands of orchids can’t compare to your beauty, you are unique.

Beautiful Girl Quotes Tumblr

Your beauty blinds me because it comes from your heart and it is reflected in your eyes.

I wonder how I couldn’t notice such a magnificent flower like you before.

You are beautiful, you made me believe that this world is worth living in. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Your beauty captures me, but what amazes me is that it is wonderfully combined with your amazing soul.

There is nobody more beautiful in this world that a woman in love, so there is nobody more beautiful than you.

Magic is when our eyes meet and we feel the spark in our hearts. You are wonderful.

Do you know which thing I like the most about you? That you are beautiful inside and out.

Even if I were blind, I could still see your beauty, because it is in your soul and it can be seen only with a heart.

When you go, you turn heads, I am so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Read: Incredible Sad Status For Whatsapp

It’s a pity it’s impossible to hold a beauty contest among the angels because then you would have won.

In my eyes, you are the most beautiful and tender woman in the whole world. I love you. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Your beauty cannot be ignored, it is something unbelievable because it not only pleases my eyes but also warms my heart.

Even if you do not believe that you are beautiful, look into my eyes and you’ll be surprised by your pretty reflection.

To wake up every morning and to see your beautiful smile is the sense of my life. You are fantastic.

Beautiful Girl Quotes Tumblr

Everything and everyone in this world can be replaced except you, my wonderful wife! (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Still, I can’t understand how God could create such an ideal woman like you, you are perfect from the toes to the head.

Beautiful Woman Quotes For Her

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful. – Eleanor Roosevelt

Pretty girls who are unaware of their looks are more attractive than gorgeous girls who flaunt it. – unknown

Beauty is only skin deep. I think what’s really important is finding a balance of mind, body, and spirit. – Jennifer Lopez

How I feel about myself is more important than how I look. Feeling confident, being comfortable in your skin that’s what really makes you beautiful. – Bobbi Brown (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she knows. – Audrey Hepburn (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Read: 100+ Whatsapp Friendship Status

A woman’s greatest asset is her beauty. – Alex Comfort

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword. – Charles Reade

Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited. – William Goldman

Judge nothing by the appearance. However, the more beautiful the serpent, the more fatal its sting. – William Scott Downey

Beauty always promises, but never gives anything. – Simone Weil (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you been drinking jack and coke all morning. she can make you feel high, for the single greatest commodity known to man – promise. – J. D. Salinger

It is a common phenomenon that just the prettiest girls find it so difficult to get a man. – Heinrich Heine

The most beautiful face is facing with a smile. – Anurag Prakash Ray (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Woman Quotes For Her

You see anyone can see a pretty girl, but it takes special people to see an old lady and to be able to see the pretty woman she must have been. – unknown

The prettiest girl could have low self-esteem because self-esteem is based on what SHE thinks of herself and not what others think. – Sonya Parker

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Beautiful Girl Quotes And Sayings

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Beautiful Girl Quotes And Sayings

Compliments are an important a part of a relationship, any girl blooms whilst she hears how beautiful she is. Be loving and worrying, never pass over the hazard to inform her that she is stunning and which you appreciate her. Your steady interest will make members of the family more potent and your second half of happier. Are you proud to have her by your facet? Do you emerge as speechless while you take a look at her and her beauty moves you? Let her recognize it by sending your so beautiful girl quotes and sayings, Check Below…

Beautiful Girl Quotes

Beautiful Girl Quotes

You are worth millions of compliments and I will spend my entire life telling you how wonderful and stunning you are.

Sweet, unique, modest, kind, honest, these words describe only one percent of your personality and I dream to discover you for the rest of my life. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

The stars, the moon, and the sun are minor to me because you shine brighter than all of them!

You’re remarkable, you make me perform feats, for your sake, I become better.

You are more beautiful than spring flowers, if I were talented, I would write hundreds of poems dedicated to your beauty.

You are a dream that has become reality, your unearthly beauty deprived me of my reason, my heart belongs to you.

I’m extremely happy that you have fascinated me with your beauty and have stolen my heart. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Check: 50+ Best Whatsapp Status 2018

Your graceful and delicate facial features should be perpetuated by the most talented sculptor, you are an ideal woman.

When I look at you, I believe that beauty will save the world.

Your hair is softer than silk, light in your eyes is brighter than the sun and your skin is more delicate than satin.

You are the queen of my dreams, I am ready to strew the path, on which you walked, with hundreds of peonies.

Beloved, do not be sad, on such a charming face there must be only emotions of joy and happiness. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Girl Quotes And Sayings

You’re one in my head, in my heart and in my life, you are the most charming woman in the universe.

Minna Antrim once said: “A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul”. I am lucky since you please my eyes and my soul.

Beautiful Quotes For Her

You are the woman of my dreams, which made my mediocre life bright and full of emotions.

You are a fairy, you create beauty everywhere and share warmth with others. I’m crazy about you.

I’ve been dreaming about you for my whole life, you are my wonderful muse. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Only a few things are priceless in this life: your love, your smile and your faith in me.

I am sad because even the whole life is not enough to love such a gorgeous woman like you.

Your innocent and beautiful soul has forced all the shadows of my doubts to leave and thanks to you I became happy.

I adore you, I have never seen more sparkling eyes and more dazzling smile than yours.

Will you be my beautiful princess? I am not your prince charming, but I will do my best to become him for you.

I will love you even when you are no longer young and beautiful because your beauty is inside you and it is eternal.

Read: 250+ Whatsapp Status 2018 in English

Your beauty is not showy and vulgar, however, it is sweet, gentle and modest, it is in your gestures, in your words and eyes. You won me. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Darling, I can’t stand the cruelty and hypocrisy of other people, only your beautiful smile, and amazing, deep eyes help me to live.

Even Aphrodite is a pale copy of your beauty, you are one in a million.

The smell of your hair is more pleasant than the scent of thousands of roses, I dream to plunge into its warmth and to spend eternity in your arms.

Remember that your lovely face is for smiles, not for wearing the masks. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Quotes For Her

Distract from the bad and good is bound to happen! You’re wonderful!

Believe in yourself, you are strong inside and marvelous outside.

Beautiful Woman Quotes

Your soul is like an ocean, it doesn’t matter how deep I dive into your depths, I will never reach the bottom.

Never forget that you are a talented, amazing, and wonderful woman in the world.

Even when you are sad, remember that you are beautiful and the whole world is yours.

You are beautiful, for me, you are the best woman in the world. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Let each your day start with words: “I am beautiful, I am lucky, I deserve the best in this world”.

Each side of your appearance and each trait of your character are beautiful, you are the most balanced person I have ever known.

Check: Latest Collection of Status For Whatsapp 2018

I am so blessed to have such a stunning friend, who sees the beauty everywhere and teaches me how to love this world.

Thank you for being with me.

I hope that one day you will see yourself with my eyes: confident, beautiful, successful.

The moon and the stars don’t glow as bright as your eyes, you are extremely beautiful. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

You have found a way to my soul and a key from my heart, you are divine.

Once I was told that I would fall in love with a gorgeous woman, but I could never imagine that this woman will be fantastically pretty with the most extraordinary person I’ve ever met.

Your beauty is in your optimistic attitude towards life, in your generous heart and in honest thoughts.

Keep your chin up, you are young, beautiful and independent, enjoy this life! (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Woman Quotes

When I saw you for the first time, I noticed your bright appearance, but then I got to know your beautiful soul, and I understood that you are the one.

You are the light of my life, keep shining!

Even thousands of orchids can’t compare to your beauty, you are unique.

Beautiful Girl Quotes Tumblr

Your beauty blinds me because it comes from your heart and it is reflected in your eyes.

I wonder how I couldn’t notice such a magnificent flower like you before.

You are beautiful, you made me believe that this world is worth living in. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Your beauty captures me, but what amazes me is that it is wonderfully combined with your amazing soul.

There is nobody more beautiful in this world that a woman in love, so there is nobody more beautiful than you.

Magic is when our eyes meet and we feel the spark in our hearts. You are wonderful.

Do you know which thing I like the most about you? That you are beautiful inside and out.

Even if I were blind, I could still see your beauty, because it is in your soul and it can be seen only with a heart.

When you go, you turn heads, I am so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Read: Incredible Sad Status For Whatsapp

It’s a pity it’s impossible to hold a beauty contest among the angels because then you would have won.

In my eyes, you are the most beautiful and tender woman in the whole world. I love you. (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Your beauty cannot be ignored, it is something unbelievable because it not only pleases my eyes but also warms my heart.

Even if you do not believe that you are beautiful, look into my eyes and you’ll be surprised by your pretty reflection.

To wake up every morning and to see your beautiful smile is the sense of my life. You are fantastic.

Beautiful Girl Quotes Tumblr

Everything and everyone in this world can be replaced except you, my wonderful wife! (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Still, I can’t understand how God could create such an ideal woman like you, you are perfect from the toes to the head.

Beautiful Woman Quotes For Her

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful. – Eleanor Roosevelt

Pretty girls who are unaware of their looks are more attractive than gorgeous girls who flaunt it. – unknown

Beauty is only skin deep. I think what’s really important is finding a balance of mind, body, and spirit. – Jennifer Lopez

How I feel about myself is more important than how I look. Feeling confident, being comfortable in your skin that’s what really makes you beautiful. – Bobbi Brown (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she knows. – Audrey Hepburn (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Read: 100+ Whatsapp Friendship Status

A woman’s greatest asset is her beauty. – Alex Comfort

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword. – Charles Reade

Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited. – William Goldman

Judge nothing by the appearance. However, the more beautiful the serpent, the more fatal its sting. – William Scott Downey

Beauty always promises, but never gives anything. – Simone Weil (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you been drinking jack and coke all morning. she can make you feel high, for the single greatest commodity known to man – promise. – J. D. Salinger

It is a common phenomenon that just the prettiest girls find it so difficult to get a man. – Heinrich Heine

The most beautiful face is facing with a smile. – Anurag Prakash Ray (Beautiful Girl Quotes)

Beautiful Woman Quotes For Her

You see anyone can see a pretty girl, but it takes special people to see an old lady and to be able to see the pretty woman she must have been. – unknown

The prettiest girl could have low self-esteem because self-esteem is based on what SHE thinks of herself and not what others think. – Sonya Parker

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