#i hope that this year will bring you happiness good health good luck

[sisididis]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @reallunargift!

Guess who's using his last cents after a night out to wish you a very happy birthday? I hope you're leaning in extra close, because Port has to make himself heard over the pimba playing in the background!

[saintslewis]

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 | 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

— drabble.

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x black fem!reader

summary: the sun shined on the man himself, the one to break records, the one to raise the golden trophy.

warnings: outfit links, cussing, loads of happy tears, suggestive themes.

saint’s team radio 🪩: lewis mf hamilton won his 104th so you knowwwwwww i had to do it. thank you all for 1k and this is just the start of the celebration. congratulations to my husband 🥳 tags down below! (i put nads in the header but shhhhh)

pls like, comment and reblog 💗

Tying your shoelaces, you stood up straight and looked at yourself in the mirror. Fidgeting around with your hair and jewellery, you took several breaths to calm yourself down.

The previous day, Lewis took p2 for qualifying. It’s a well known fact that Silverstone is his playground but anything could happen, this race could go any which way and that’s what scared you the most.

“Should I take a jacket?” You called out to Lewis who was in his closet, most likely picking out his jewellery. “It won’t get too cold but I’ll take one for you.” He spoke, stepping out of the closet in his red ensemble, donning different types of pearls this time around and his black timbs shining.

Your eyes fell to his silhouette in your peripheral view and you turned your head so that your gaze fell upon him. He looked good, his head was high as he strode into the room with a special aura around him. You were always someone who had faith in anything Lewis does on track, no matter the place he finishes the race in, often treating a P7 like a podium.

The past two and a half years have been incredibly tough on Lewis and his mental health, often bringing himself down in the expense of his team’s terrible strategies. Finding it hard to wake up each and every day with a pained smile on his face whenever he walked into any paddock around, he knew he had his family as his biggest cheerleaders. Including you. In your wedding vows, he acknowledged how eternally grateful he was for you even after all the hardships he endured.

“Are we seriously matching?” Your shoulders dropped once you realised you were both wearing red. “I don’t know, I find it cute.” He smiled, giving you a wink and a pat on the ass before walking out of the room. Shaking your head, you fixed up your appearance before reaching for your handbag and you were out of the house in the nick of time. Confirming the logistics of bringing Roscoe along, you hopped in the same SUV and headed off to the track.

SILVERSTONE CIRCUIT

You poorly underestimated the weather that Silverstone would bring but as your husband promised, you had a jacket around your shoulders since the weather was predicted to change during the race. As nervous as you were, you walked and spoke with pure confidence.

Ever since you stepped in the paddock, eyes never strayed from the Hamilton family, more than usual. You had brushed it off and stayed in the garage along with your in-laws, your arms were around Willow’s shoulders as the national anthem concluded and teams were ready to start the race.

“Hopefully we’ll hear that again.” Carmen smiled at you as she took her seat next to you. “I’m hoping for a trophy lift of some sort.” You returned the smile and placed Willow on your lap as you sat down.

Anthony had appeared on screen, standing by Lewis with a straight face while looking at his son fix his balaclava. Anyone with eyes knew the energy that exuded from the 5 second clip, that was Lewis’ dad knowing that his son was not going to finish lower than P4.

You had already given him good luck hugs and kisses but your hands were still shaking because you knew anything could happen. Your heart calmed when your eyes landed on the crowd across the track and how so many of them were there to cheer for Lewis. Seas of the neon yellow your husband donned were strategically positioned in front of his garage and you could feel the support from your seat.

From lap 20, you couldn’t sit still but you tried your best to keep your seat as he stayed within the top 4. The beast that was the w15 was swiftly moving across the track and never slid even when the rain appeared.

George’s car rolled in the car after it was announced that he would retire from the race and your heart slightly sank although it made you slightly happy. The drivers behind Lewis weren’t exactly kind when it came to fighting for the number one spot but they hadn’t raced against Lewis in a long time so they were messing up strategies left right and centre as Lewis drove.

He was reminding people who the fuck he was in real time.

By the time the McLarens and the singular Ferrari had pitted by lap 44, you knew Lewis had this win or at least second place but your husband doesn’t exist to be second. You stood from your seat and joined Anthony at the edge of the garage, your right hand on your chest as your breaths became quicker with your left hand on your hip.

Tears prickled your eyes as Lewis stayed the race leader and as lap 52 began, a tear of joy slid down your face with the pit team already climbing the fence right next to the finish line. The crowd’s cheers overpowered that of Mercedes’ garage as the sun shined on his car, the top of his helmet glowing.

“Oh my God!” You screamed, your hands flailing about as your father in law celebrated next to you and eventually brought you into a bear hug. A wave of different emotions came over you as you tried to catch your breath and you were able to compose yourself as cameras came rushing to the garage.

Walking with your in laws to parc femme, you watched Lewis park the car and wrap the flag around his shoulders, the crowd cheering even louder than before. He embraced his father and you could see his shoulders slightly bouncing and your heart was pounding at the thought of him crying under the helmet. Eventually prepping himself for his post-race interview, he ran over to where you stood with his family.

His eyes caught your tearful ones just after he let go of his mom’s face. The smile that spread across his face was pure joy and his eyes held so much warmth even though he was a few meters from you. He quickly strode to you and you opened your arms to lock around his neck.

“I’m so proud of you, my love. So proud.” Your voice shook as you moved to hold his face. “I love you.” He said, kissing your forehead and blinked away the tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “I love you so much, thank you.” He repeated, squeezing your waist a little then let go of you. Before you could respond, Lewis sent back a smile as he had to continue the interviews.

The podium was as magical as the win itself, drops of the champagne landed on you as he sprayed the crowd but you didn’t mind. Anything to see him smile like he had on that podium.

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“King of Silverstone, huh?” You smiled as you walked out of the bathroom clad in a silk robe with a surprise hidden underneath. Lewis looked up from his phone, his back against the headboard. Just like the morning before, his gaze fell on your body and he could not take his eyes off you.

He quickly glanced at the time, the digital clock reading 4 am and he thought you two would be utterly exhausted after his celebration party but you had proved him wrong. You sashayed onto the bed and sat next to him with your knees underneath you, his head following you throughout.

“You have no idea how much you mean to me.” Lewis spoke, itching to touch you as his eyes wandered to the cleavage your silk robe displayed as you sat close to your husband. “I’m so proud of you, my love. Never giving up and staying strong throughout everything you went through is admirable.” You praised, your hand at the back of his head with your nails lightly scratching his nape. Although you could tell he was not paying attention.

“Lewis?”

“Hm?”

“Did you hear anything I said?” You chuckled and his eyes finally connected with yours. “Uh…yeah.” He tried to give you an answer but his eyes were then glued on your glossy lips.

Smiling at your husband’s actions, you reached for the knot of the robe and slowly began untying it. “Since today is your day,” Sliding off the soft material of your shoulders, you continued. “You can do whatever you want to me.” Your words were soft yet seductive.

“Anything?” Lewis questioned.

“You deserve it, Sir.”

saint’s notes: i did NAWT mean to take this long with this, oh em gee. i hope you guys love it and yes, i’m still living off the high from July 7th 🫶🏽

tags: @mauvecherie-writes @non-stop-imagines @exotic-iris13 @yeea-nah @cocobutterqwueen @queenshikongo3 @saturnville @serpenttines-library @emjayewrites @arshiyuh @motheroffae @henneseyhoe @shhhchriss

[nexerist]

Moon looks so cute Sun looks absolutely adorable. Give them snuggles now! Happy new year, as always, I am FASHIONABLY LATE. May this year bring you much love and joy. I hope you have good health, luck, and blessings. Let's make 2024 a good year together. Much love, Nexi

[enchanting-jewel]

New Years Spell Jar

Manifest everything you want for the New Year!

Gather all of your ingredients. You'll need an empty jar & an incense. I prefer Sandalwood for protection.

A white candle to represent purity and protection.

A coin to bring you luck and prosperity.

You can write wishes/intentions on a piece of paper or bay leaves. If it's multiple, burn them first in your cauldron then add the ashes to the jar.

Cinnamon to draw in money and protection.

Depending on your intention, add salt. White is for purity and protection. Pink is for protection and relationships. Black is to banish negativity and protection.

Black pepper is for banishing negativity and protection from evil.

Basil is used for love, money, and protection. It will help you move forward in a positive manner despite perilous danger.

Rosemary can be used for good health, improve memory, and love/lust.

And lastly, lavender. Lavenders magical uses include love, protection, healing, sleep and peace.

Cleanse yourself and utensils. Don't forget the jar too. Use the incense smoke. Layer your ingredients into the jar thinking of and speaking your intention for each one out loud and imagining it as if it has already happened.

When you're done, put the top on and seal with the white candle wax. You can add twine and a charm to represent what you'd like for your new year.

I like to say a chant or prayer while I do this. A good one for this would be:

Blessed tidings of good cheer

as we see the end of another year

may the new year bring me joy

may the new year bring me hope

may the new year bring me peace

may the new year bring good health

and maybe a little wealth

with love and light ever after

please don't forget the laughter

with harm to none nor return unto me

as i will it so shall it be.

It all depends on your intention.

Here are a few other things you can add to your new years jar:

Egg shells - strength, rose - happiness, all spice - energy, mint - safety, thyme - courage, lemon balm - friendship, holly - protection, vervain - health, coves - luck and sage - cleansing. You can add anything that pertains to your intention/wishes.

Good luck witches and happy new year to all!

[cry-stars]

waitt i wanna ehar abt the long fics omg... i wanna listen.. rolls onto the grass

HI thank you so much for asking!! i wanted to talk about these so bad but like... couldn't bring myself to without someone asking first fdhkjdf

i have two main long fics i'm hoping to write for komahina!! the first one is just called "sad boy summer" as a placeholder name dfkhjdf

i really enjoy using a season (especially summer) as a framing device for emotions and character arcs. the idea of a cold relationship at the beginning of the spring (with komaeda waking up maybe at the end of may), then their relationship growing in warmth and strength as the summer also grows in heat. and them struggling to hold onto precious memories at the end of the summer, not wanting it to end, and not knowing where their relationship will end up. a warm september stretching on past when summer should end, and them wondering when the last halcyon day will fade away and winter will arrive.

this would be more just a collection of oneshots, connected by time moving along over the summer with no other overarching plot. the boys just... enjoying time together and playing outside and doing fun summer things that they never got to do as teenagers. my idea is that Komaeda becomes a lot healthier than he has been ever since he was a child during that summer. the boys work out their issues and build a strong (homoerotic) friendship, but we have a lot of melancholy moments too. Both because of the fear of the summer (and their friendship) ending, and also because they're both experiencing a happiness they haven't for years.

Once this fic is done, this would lead into the longfic that is more plot-heavy (placeholder title: "to carry you"). I have a lot more concrete ideas for this one, but i can't just start writing an established relationship fdhkdf I have to develop it with the sad boy summer first. anyway, at the beginning of this fic, komaeda and hinata are in a weird situationship/close friendship, where maybe they've kissed once or twice and sleep over regularly, but you couldn't call them partners or a couple.

in this fic, komaeda's good spell of health has gotten worse. his cancer is out of remission, and his dementia has developed past the worst point it has ever been before, to the point where he's having issues with memory and orientation to place and time. he's really good at hiding it though and hinata hasn't realized the full extent of it. komaeda is still looking for a reason to live, or rather, a good and meaningful way to die, since his death is imminent with his sicknesses progressing.

future foundation is in contact with toko and komaru in towa city, who have heard rumours of some kind of miracle cure created by the towa group that can cure a lot of diseases. neither of them are aware of many details, and since they're still hiding what happened between the kids and adults in DR:AE, they can't reveal many details. they're not sure if this cure exists, or if it's just a rumour. future foundation tells hinata about it, as they're trying to find ways to put the remnants to work. komaeda gets excited about this, because he's a prime test subject for this miracle cure. if he lives, he brings hope to others afflicted with his conditions, and if he dies, he died in the name of bringing hope. he convinces hinata to let him travel with him to towa city to look for the cure. if hinata knew how sick komaeda was, he wouldn't let him go, but he's "tricked" into thinking komaeda is okay enough to make the trip.

komaeda is also curious about how the WOH are doing. he had genuine care for them despite being despairpilled at the time and he wishes the best for them, but he thinks that he's not the right person to help them.

(a bunch of komahina travelling stuff in the middle that i need to develop dfkhjdffd)

komaeda's bad luck strikes as he and hinata are travelling through some ruined war-torn areas. the ground collapses and he falls a far way, and he and hinata are separated.

hinata tries desperately to look for him and encounters haiji towa. since toko and komaru couldn't reveal much about what happened in DR:AE he doesn't know how evil haiji is, just believing that he's the ruler of the city, and asks him if he knows where komaeda could be. Haiji doesn't want komaeda or anyone related to him anywhere in the city (i forget if they met at all in AE, but he might've found out from monaca, see later in this explanation fdkhjdffd) and steers hinata on a dangerous path.

komaeda meanwhile had bad luck, getting injured in his fall, but also had good (?) luck, falling right into the place where most of the WOH (except monaca) have been hiding. long story short, he realizes that he's the only adult at this time who has any understanding of them and their needs and fears. even though he feels like he's not the hypothetical best person to help them, he is the only Existing person who can. he previously hadn't really cared if he lived or died through the Miracle Cure Experiment, but now he has a strong reason to hope that the cure will work. he's in very rough shape now, having been hurt in the fall, along with his cancer and dementia wreaking havoc on him.

hinata finds him and is horrified at his condition. he really wants to take him back to the island and just take care of him, but komaeda knows that he needs to hold onto this last hope. if they just go back to the island, he'll have a peaceful death, but won't be there for those who need him.

i still need to work out the ending and whether it's a tragedy or not (hmm) but monaca is in trouble, having been separated from Servant after she was hurt in UDG and servant rescued her. he was captured and put in the NWP, but she was left in towa city and captured by haiji without servant to help her. I think she's involved against her will in the miracle cure experiment somehow (human experimentation?)

i'm so sorry this is so long dfhkjfdfd basically... i want this to be a story about having no reason to live, but slowly finding one and realizing that people love you and need you. i didn't really describe everything that well here, but i hope i can make it better in the actual story hehe. the first story does the heavy work of developing komahina into a close relationship (although not fully romantic) and the next story is meant to take it to another level and also focus on a lot of dadmaeda feels

thank you so much for giving me an opportunity to ramble, and feel free to ask any more questions if anything didn't make sense or if you want more details for anything!!

[ledalasombra]

My not so normal little sister

Chapter 2: Family is much more than blood

“ Time is a funny thing, did you know? The future becomes the present and the present becomes the past. Time is always dynamic…" Ladybug looked at her friend, Bunnix, before replying.

"My presence here is already altering our timeline. The more information I have, the greater the change. We know how dangerous messing with the timeline is...."

"That's true. But I also know that sometimes changes are necessary to keep the universe in balance. It was necessary to bring you here today, because if the league of assassins has access or greater knowledge about the Miraculous, the result is much worse. Take care of yourself, mini Bug." Bunnix smiled slightly seeing her friend walk towards the portal, holding her by the shoulder before she left. "Before you go, keep in mind two things: family doesn't depend on blood and you'll lose a lot if you don't go after yours..." Ladybug looked at her not understanding what she was talking about, frowning slightly, but before she could ask what it was about, Bunnix continued "and remember forgiving is not just good for the other person, but for your happiness as well. When you think all is lost, use these two pieces of advice I'm giving you. This will help you to move forward. You have a life, put your happiness ahead a little.”

Marinette woke up startled, trying to orient herself from where she was. She tightened the sheets with her fingers, letting her breathing return to normal, startled at the sound of her Kwami's voice.

" You need to sleep, Marinette." Said a thin voice lying beside her on the bed. She was going to the hospital the next day and was so nervous that just thinking about it, she couldn't close her eyes.

"Easy to say but difficult to do Tikki." She took a deep breath " I'll check some emails and then I'll try to sleep again. I'm nervous, anxious, tired…"

"I know, but it's going to be alright! Don't worry about it."

"Yeah, I really hope so Tikki. We have no way of knowing really ...." she replied as she scanned the emails, stopping at one where the last name caught her attention. It had been more than three days since Peter had given her the name of the boy who was Janet Drake's son, and after a little investigation by her friend (an investigation she is even afraid to ask how it was done), she discovered that there is a chance that she was changed in the hospital." Tikki, is it just a coincidence that my client has the same surname as the boy who could be my brother?" She asked after a while, looking at the little Kwami in front of her.

"Coincidence or fate? Her soul was chosen to be Ladybug. Luck is with you… you just need to know how to use it." The little kwami smiled "You can only know if you ask, don't you think?"

She thought for a few minutes weighing the pros and cons reading and rereading the email in front of her.

From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Absence

Hi, how are you? It is a pleasure to receive your contact email!

Unfortunately, due to health reasons, I will be away for a few weeks and will not be fulfilling/accepting any requests. But don't worry, as soon as everything returns to normal, I'll be contacting you personally and, if there's still interest, I'll be scheduling an appointment.

I hope you stay well!

Sincerely,

MDC

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From: ceo_timdrake@we.com

To: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

Subject: Re: Absence

MDC,

I hope it's nothing serious and that you can recover as soon as possible. I'm a huge fan of your work and I believe you are one of the best fashion talents of this century.

I look forward to your health improving.

My greetings,

Timothy Drake

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Marinette looked at the email again and decided that she needed to at least try. Years ago she stopped trying to understand how the universe worked, accepting the chances that were handed to her. Fate works in different ways. She took a deep breath, sat up comfortably and wrote the guy an email.

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From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Information and doubts (curiosity)

Monsieur Timothy Drake,

How are you? I hope you're well. The reason for my contact is for a personal question, which has nothing to do with my work or yours.

Forgive my total intrusion and indiscretion, but your surname is familiar to me. Are you by any chance the eldest son of Janet Drake? If this is being too rude of me, please disregard this email.

Sincerely,

MDC

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Tim sighed heavily as he stared at the scream in front of him. He has always considered himself a person with a high intellect with an ability to understand and correlate data very easily. He has always considered himself a great detective, looking at different types of information, analyzing different situations, and despite his constant ability to stay awake for a long period of time, he hardly ever let anything slip out of his knowledge. However, upon receiving an email from his favorite fashion designer, he was surprised and a little intrigued. How did she know his parents? His curiosity got the better of him when he decided to answer the email and try to understand what that strange question was about. He finished the coffee he was currently drinking, checking the time on the computer in front of him. He had a meeting in an hour and his secretary would surely come to let him know. He read the email again before starting to type.

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From: ceo_timdrake@we.com

To: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

Subject: Re: Information and doubts (curiosity)

Dear MDC,

You can call me Tim since that's what everyone normally calls me.

I am an only child and yes Janet and Jack Drake were my parents. Did you happen to know them? I confess that I was surprised and confused by this question.

Awaiting return.

Regards,

Tim

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Marinette could barely contain herself in bed, waiting anxiously for an answer. She decided to get up and make some tea, as she was still within the allowed time to eat before being admitted to the hospital. She set out her cup and a soothing tea while she waited for the water to heat up, when she heard the notification of incoming messages in her cell phone. She picked up, seeing the response and opening the email almost immediately. She poured the water into her cup, taking it to her room, already picking up the computer that was open on her email, formulating a response that wasn't confusing and inappropriate.

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From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Re: Re: Information and doubts (curiosity)

Tim,

I believe that before starting any explanation, a proper presentation should be made. My name is Marinette Dupain - Cheng and although I grew up and lived in Paris all my life, I was born in Gotham.

I haven't met them personally, but I have a rather intriguing question. I hope you understand that what I will share with you is confidential and personal, just like my name. I believe that if it were not for the situation currently presented, I would not be disclosing such information. Therefore, I would like nothing disclosed here to be commented on. I'm trying to believe that with the reputation you have in the business, information that was passed by a close friend of mine, and NDA documentation already signed in advance, we don't have a problem with breaches of confidentiality.

On the day of my birth my parents were traveling and they visited Gotham. On the same day, a little earlier, there was an attack by some villain with hostages which apparently led to a large number of people being hospitalized. I don't particularly have details of what happened, but from what I understand, the hospitals were full and our mothers ended up sharing a room while they were in labor. The two gave birth to girls with dark hair and blue eyes, however of the two girls only one survived. For health reasons and some necessary tests, I ended up discovering that my parents are not my biological parents.

A friend from New York and I started an investigation to find out what happened and that's when I came across your parents' names. I'm sorry if I'm being a bit vague, but all the information I have will be sent to you as an attachment. Understand, I don't want anything from you or your family other than wanting to understand what happened over 20 years ago.

If you don't want to get involved with this situation, I understand. It's a bit complicated and I believe that not everyone involved wants or will try to help me solve this case.

I hope you understand my side. The attached documents can be found at the hospital.

Regards

Marinette

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When Tim decided to reply to the message, he didn't expect that, after a few minutes, he would get an answer. When he heard the incoming message signal and read its entire contents, the young CEO nearly fell out of his chair. He opened the submitted documents and, to be sure, looked at the hospital documentation. It took less than 20 minutes for him to confirm that the documentation she was presenting was genuine. It was all right! He had a sister and no one told him. He must have been five, almost six when she was born, but there is no record of her anywhere in the house. His parents wouldn't hide something so important! Tim took a deep breath, squeezing his temples with his fingertips. Was it too much to ask for a late afternoon without any problems?

"Tam? Could you bring me one coffee? I'm trying to sort out some issues and it would really be nice to have a cup at the moment..." He heard the confirmation on the other end of the line and went back to analyzing the information in the documents he received and decided the best start would be to request a DNA test and, if so, look for the nurse who attended to the two families. He was still in disbelief that his own parents had hidden his sister's birth. Although, who he wanted to fool, he knew Jannet and Jack Drake better than anyone and he knew that yes, his parents would hide information like that.

He spent a few minutes thinking about what to do and the implications of what was said. She must have been switched at the hospital and there's a chance she's his sister. But how? Reluctantly, he looked at the email, rereading it completely, until he resolved to respond.

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Marinete was already in his bed, in her apartment, lying down and trying to sleep. She was thoughtful looking at the ceiling. She couldn't sleep! She had so much going on at once that she felt lost. Fate always knows where to direct things. Was that what Alix tried to warn about following her family, what she felt and knowing how to forgive?

"family doesn't depend on blood and you'll lose a lot if you don't go after yours... and remember forgiving is not just good for the other person, but for your happiness as well. When you think all is lost, use these two pieces of advice I'm giving you. This will help you to move forward.”

Marinette stared at the ceiling for a few minutes thinking. She has always considered herself a person with a great ability to understand different situations and assess everyone's side so as not to be unfair. She ran her hands over her face, glancing at the clock on the table beside her bed that read 00:30 in the morning. It had been almost forty minutes since she had sent the last email to the person who could be her brother and she didn't know if she was right to just dump everything to the guy via email. She looked to the side seeing Tikki and Plagg hunched over each other exhaling in frustration until she heard a message beep on her cell phone. She looked at the phone opening the email as soon as she received it.

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From: ceo_timdrake@we.com

To: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

Subject: doubts

Marinette/MDC

While I'm ecstatic to know who you really are (believe me, I've been crazy about this information for a while) I'm simultaneously shocked and not knowing what to think. I confess that I was not aware that I had a sister, much less that she apparently passed away. I was very young and I don't remember very well what happened at the time.

I will look for the nurse and try to understand in my own way what is happening. I am as lost as you are and I hope we can understand the facts that led to our present. First, I suggest that we do a DNA test to be sure whether or not we are brothers. Please don't take my words and think it's a matter of mistrust. However, I must emphasize that the question itself is very delicate and it would not be prudent to assume something so important as true.

Really, I'm speechless and still trying to understand everything you told me. Technically, I'm the only family member alive and finding out that I might have a sister is shocking to say the least. I hope you understand my side, because after more than twenty years finding out that my parents had another child and I wasn't even aware of the event is a little worrying.

I await your return so we can try to move forward with the situation.

Tim

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Tim read the email several times before hitting send. He was sure he couldn't take her word for granted, but he also didn't want to sound rude and simply say he distrusted the person who greatly admired the work. He had or had a sister and it didn't get out of his mind. He started doing a general check on the life of the person who could be his only blood family starting through her social media and then would check her entire history. He wasn't considered one of the best detectives in the world for nothing.

After about twenty minutes of looking at social media, Tim can see that Marinette was a very beautiful woman, she undeniably had her mother's features and, in a way, could say that she would pass for her sister very easily because they looked alike. She had friends in a high social circle, studied for a few months in New York, where she has work contacts. She was undeniably a charismatic person and much loved by people who frequented her social networks and had great admiration and respect for her parents. He smiled slightly at the knowledge that she had a different childhood from his.

Taking a deep breath, he slumped against the chair as he ran his hands through his hair. He saw his secretary enter the room to remind him of the meeting he was supposed to go to and that he had no mind at the moment. He got to his feet, turning off the computer, not hearing the signal of new email arriving on his cell. He walked to the room where he would have the last board meeting of the day.

After getting out of yet another one of the many useless meetings he attended, Tim headed straight home. He would thoroughly research the whole thing, starting with the night of his sister's birth. He quickly left his things in his room, heading straight for the cave, where it would be easier to do research. He had about two hours before the whole family showed up.

According to the death certificate, his sister's name was Mary Hellen Drake. Marinette wasn't such a far cry from Mary. He opened the email again to check the documents Marinette had sent when he realized there was an email he hadn't checked. He opened it immediately, checking that there were two documents attached, opening them in the background as he read her response.

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From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Re: doubts

Tim

I understand exactly what you mean and, again, I must stress that I have no interest in taking part in anything concerning your family other than knowing everything that has happened in the past. I have no resentment towards your words. Really, I'm relieved to know that I'm not the only one with misgivings on the subject.

My parents and I took the DNA test in 2 different laboratories, getting the same results in both. I am attaching the results in case you want to contact the laboratories. Trust me, my head is full of all the information. My parents are devastated, not knowing what happened to their biological daughter and worried about how I'm coping. They're trying to pass themselves off as strong, but I know it's hard. The pain in their eyes is visible and I haven't even had the courage to tell them that I started investigating what happened in the past. In short, they don't know about your parents, the nurse, your sister's death certificate or you.

Regardless of how this whole story will develop, I appreciate your attention and patience in the face of this whole issue. As I said in my initial contact email, I am taking a leave of absence due to illness. I'm going to have surgery tomorrow, so I won't be answering any kind of contact for the next few days. I'm sorry to have to throw all this information at you and just disappear, but I believe that fate must have given my life a little push right now. And who am I to ignore that?

Jokes aside, I hope we can work things out so to speak. As an only child (so far) I must say that while I'm excited about the development of all this, I'm also a whirlwind of positive and negative emotions, but I'll leave it to resolve later...

If all goes well, we'll talk at another time. For now, I will leave my personal phone number (+33 01 XXXX XXXX). Feel free to send me any message, but again, I won't be responding anytime soon.

Stay safe!

Marinette

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As soon as he finished reading Tim felt a little lost in a mixture of despair and depression. If she was his sister, she was sick and he didn't even know what it was about. It had been more than two hours since she'd sent the last message, it was dawn in France and he didn't want to risk waking her up. He took a deep breath and decided to compartmentalize the information. Initially, he hacked into the labs' system, seeking her clinical results so he could match them to his DNA. As soon as he finished downloading the data, he left the computer doing the comparison between the data in the background as it would take some time to finish.

As soon as he got the computer working, he looked up her data from the Paris hospital systems and, after a while, was able to find her chart. She was due to go into surgery in a few hours to remove a brain tumor and the extent of her danger was not yet confirmed. He stared at the screen in front of him, as he heard the audible confirmation of data comparison.

Tim saved all the documents he found in a protected folder so that no one would see. In a mixture of nervousness and anxiety, he opened the program checking the genetic markers and the conclusion that indeed Marinette Dupain-Cheng was his biological sister.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

hi steph! i am an ao3 writer and have lost my previous tumblr account, but my ao3 still stands, however this is not about it - i just wanted to come here and say i appreciate you and your work so much, after all these years you are such a safe space and your notifications always bring a smile to my face even if i am very busy with umiversity and work to check it all out, you recced my fics and you are such a supporter of all of us, we all love you! you are a godsend and the best johnlock auntie out there 💜

i hope you're doing better and that you have space for relaxation :) you deserve it!

sending you hugs and lots of love ❤️🤗 I'm attaching a picture of my doggo to bring you good luck! you have been blessed by the goodiest doggo 😇

Hi Witchy!!!

First of all, thank you SO much for your kind words about me and my blog. I am humbled that this place is a safe place for more people than just myself, and that so many of you come here just to find peace. Everyday I am floored by the kindness you guys show me and my randomness, and I try my best to do the same for y'all. It's hard since I struggle so much myself with mental health and stress, but I do enjoy being a resource people like coming to.

Secondly, DOGGO!!! oh gosh, your puppers is SO cute!! I miss having a dog, but I live vicariously through everyone else showing me pics of their furbabies, LOL.

Next, I'm sorry you lost your old account, but I'm so happy that you're still writing!!! I hope university is going well for you, and I wish you the all the best through that!!!!!

Thank you so much again for your lovely ask. You have made my evening (at the time of replying to this) and asks like this remind me that even though I'm nowhere near as "popular" as I once was, that people do still come here religiously to get their fi(x)cs, LOL.

Take care, Lovely!!!

And if anyone else wants to give me serotonin with their pets, I would be so happy 💜🖤

[kirakirabluemoon]

Happy New Year and I hope everyone has a better year ahead! 🙆🏻‍♀️💖💖💖🌻🌻🌻🍀🍀🍀

I know this Author’s notes looks long, but please don’t panic. It’s just an update, I’m still working on Belladonna. 😊👍🏻💖🙆🏻‍♀️

This is an update to let y’all know how things been going with Belladonna’s Chapter 31. It is still unfortunately incomplete, but I promise I’m trying! 🌚🙏🏻 Still ironing out some details and Chinese New Year is coming, so spring cleaning and stuff is in order. So update is probably after February. 🌚🙏🏻 I’m very sorry. 🙃😔😭🙏🏻

These three paragraphs only regards my health in slightly more detail than the previous post, (why I haven’t been able to update) so you can just skip it if you’d like. 🙆🏻‍♀️💖 As I mentioned previously, my health has been fluctuating since June 2023, I haven’t been feeling very well so my writing took a hit (on top of writer’s block). 😩🫠 The symptoms thankfully wasn’t too serious, all things considered.🤞🏻My fatigue however was the most obvious, there was also low moods, insomnia (caused by heart palpitations) and etc. However, I’ve gotten my blood tested around November and I finally know what’s going on. So at least I now know how to reduce and regulate the symptoms, I’ve seen improvements and hopefully I’ll make a full recovery soon. 🙆🏻‍♀️💖🙏🏻

But then at the end of December, I was tested positive with covid. 🌚🌚🌚🫠🫠🫠 So my fatigue worsened. At this point it’s like a triple layered stack. First from my nightly dreams, second from the issue that started in June, then now from the covid. 🫠 I have tested negative after 6 days, but my doctor did warn me that some symptoms and inflammation will probably persist for about a month after turning negative and to not do strenuous exercises, (even something simple like brisk walk). I found out sometimes just eating a meal brings me shortness of breath and my heart rate would reach 106 or so and then I gotta lie down. Feels like my heart was copying that one meme on Facebook and saying, “If you don’t stop, I will.” 😮‍💨🌚🤣 The same goes for house chores, like changing the bedsheets. So yeah. But I’m still kicking—albeit weakly—AND my low moods had thank god not plagued me lately. 💖😮‍💨🙏🏻 Bless.

I’ll be trying to get a swing back into things while minding my energy, so my health doesn’t decide to give me a sucker punch to the gut. Or a left hook, I don’t know, it’s been years and it still likes to catch me by surprise. 🌚🤷🏻‍♀️🤞🏻 Despite the annoyances, I’m still very thankful it’s nothing too serious. At this point, I’ll just let it throw a fit wherever it wants, and then let it die down whenever, while trying to get on with my life and maintaining inner peace. 🙄😑🤦🏻‍♀️🤌🏻 I’m done trying to control it to go the way I want it to, cuz it backfired, badly. 🌚

Anyways, thank you all so much and I really really appreciate the immense patience, love and support my dear readers has shown for my stories. 💖🙆🏻‍♀️🍀 I know I haven’t been updating as much as I would have liked, nor anticipated, after I graduated from school five-years-turning-six-years ago, in fact I thought I’d be able to churn out more chapters, guess I sorely underestimated the full extent of the symptoms my health could throw at me. 🙃😔

I wish everyone good health—seriously please take good care of yourself, and may all the lovely and nice things in life, be it big or small, be enjoyed, celebrated, and appear whenever you need it. 🥰🙆🏻‍♀️🌈💖🌻🍀

The very best of luck for 2024 and the upcoming Year of the Dragon! God bless everyone! Cheers! 🎆🎇🎉🎊🐉🎊🎉🎆🎇

Until next time! 😘

Ps: My inbox told me I have a new message/submission but when I click on it, there’s nothing there. 🌚🌚🌚 If someone sent me an ask, I’m sorry but Tumblr won’t let me see it. 😭🙏🏻

[bicayaya]

My dearest Beatrice,

I hope this letter finds you well.

I am writing to send you my wishes for a happy birthday, my soul sister. Your birthday is a joyful day for me, for it is the day we celebrate the life of someone very precious to me. And even if we are far, I hope you can feel my love and intentions through these words. I pray to the Goddess everyday to bless you and your family, and in special days like this I allow myself to be greedy and ask for double happiness, love, health and prosperity for you. I never forget to be grateful as well. You are gift to me, and your joy is my joy.

This letter may arrive after Luna's. She couldn't wait to send hers, and asked Liam to include it along with her father's letters to Rhodolite. He never says no to her. I hope you didn't think it meant I wouldn't send you one, or that I, Keith and the kids wouldn't send you gifts. You are important to all of us, and always bring us happiness whenever we see you.

Aster is sending you a pink orchid brooch because it's pretty like you. Helia made you a good luck charm. Iris wanted to give you a pair of gloves that I believe are more suitable for Winter. Aurora and Cosmos drew you pictures of everyone together in a tea party, in their own little style. Keith's gift will go with his letter, and I hope you like it (Yves helped him choose, but don't tell them that I told you - I just wanted to let you know once again that I'm happy he is a good and thoughtful husband to you).

Thank you for your presence in our lives. And thank you for being my best friend during all this time. You had received me with open arms in Rhodolite and had showed me nothing but love and kindness ever since. Words cannot express how precious you are to me. You'll always have a home in my heart, my dear sister.

Hope you have a great and beautiful birthday, and that all your wishes come true.

Happy birthday!

With love,

Maeve Howell

My dearest Maeve,

First of all, Luna is a gem. I figured she wanted to be the first one to send me something, she’s always so sweet. All your kids are!

Thank you so much for the birthday wishes, my dear soul sister. If you notice a few tear stains on this letter - no, you did not! Just kidding, you of alll people know how emotional I am, and reading your words made me feel so loved I couldn’t help a few tears - happy tears - from falling. Thank you for so many years of friendship, you’re a sister the universe gifted me with. I can’t wait to travel to Jade again to see you and your family.

Please say to your kids how much I loved all their gifts. I’ll treasure them forever, they’re all lovely. Aurora and Cosmos’ drawings are already framed in my library, Helia’s lucky charm is in my bedside table and I already told Luna that I’m wearing the perfume she made me almost every day. I’ll saving Aster’s brooch for a special occasion, maybe I can wear it at a summer festival there in Jade? And Iris’ gloves… well, they’re well kept in my wardrobe so I can wear them during the winter, they match perfectly with one of my favorite coats.

I’m sending a little note to Keith attached to this letter, to thank him for the beautiful gift. (Don’t worry, the fact that Yves helped him is a secret between you and I! Our husbands can be so adorable, am I right? Hihi).

I don’t even know how to explain how much I loved your gift. It’s so stunning! I can’t imagine the amount of trouble it must have been to send such a delicate and precious glass piece all the way to Rhodolite. It’s already decorating our house, and now it looks even better. You know me too well, thank you for the thoughtful gift.

Thanks again, my dear friend. For everything you do for me. I’m missing you lots.

With love,

Beatrice Kloss.

[starwrittenfates]

𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛!

Here's the December/monthly blog update--

→ I'm ready to welcome this month with open arms! November was the worst for me between getting sick and a bunch of other real life stuff, so I'm manifesting December to be the month of good luck, good health and happiness, not just for me, but everyone else too!

→ I'm still a bit sick, but starting to feel better, little by little. Hence my activity here has been very slow. I'm trying to work on the things I can and queueing when I can. Thanks for understanding and all the patience!

→ I got inspired to bring back some older muses I used to write for onto the blog--- The Elvenqueen of Mirkwood, Estella Bolger, Amanda Grayson & Lady Marian. If you want to interact with them, I've put out a starter call for them in order to get things started. Feel free to like for one!

→ Because I was pretty much inside for most of November due to illness, I'm hoping that once I get better, I'll be outside more and doing things. This month and January is also when I'm supposed to be expecting a reply back about the decision concerning my disability application. I'm hoping it's approved of course. Again, manifesting December as the month of good luck, good health, and happiness.

Wishing you a Merry Christmas, a happy new year and all of the good things! <3

[wa-royal-tea]

— Beautiful Stranger; New Years’ Special

Previous | Beginning | Next

(Transcript under the cut - Click Pics for HQ Version!)

Note: Nobody asked for this but hey, I started last year with Child Rae so I thought I’d start this New Year with Young Adult Rae 😌 I think I’ve posted a still shot of this scene a year ago hmmm 🤔 Anyways, happy new year everyone! I hope this new year brings you guys good luck and great health! ❤ And thank you for sticking around with the Fredericks! ❤

Raeliana: Papa, I’m going out to the gardens.

Alfie: No, Rae. It’s night out there. I don’t want you to be alone.

Raeliana: I won’t be alone. I’m sure Uncle Leon has security all over the place.

Alfie: Rae...

Raeliana: I’ll be fine, papa. Promise.

Leon: If you’re that worried, I’ll have someone to accompany her.

Leon: Please accompany Princess Raeliana in the gardens. Keep her guarded at all times.

Security: Of course, your majesty.

Alfie: Thank you, Leon. Rae, don’t go too far. Alright?

Raeliana: I won’t.

Raeliana: You. What’s your name?

Danny: Danny, ma’am. Is there anything I can help you with?

Raeliana: I’m a bit cold. Can you go inside and get something to keep me warm?

Danny: But ma’am, the King ordered me to keep you guarded.

Raeliana: I won’t go anywhere. I’ll wait over here until you come back.

Danny: But your highness—

Raeliana: Please, Danny. I’m really cold. Do you want me to freeze to death? You’ll get in trouble if I become sick.

Danny: *sighs* Alright. I won’t be long. Don’t go anywhere, your highness.

Raeliana: Okay. I’ll be here...

Raeliana: *scoffing*...away from you.

???: Let me guess, you’re not a fan of big crowds?

Raeliana: Not really. It was just getting stuffy in there.

???: You know, you’re in the palace’s secret garden. No one knows this place existed.

Raeliana: How did you know, then?

???: I’m...familiar with this place.

Raeliana: Have we met before? You look familiar.

???: I’ve been told I have a common looking face.

Raeliana: I don’t think so. I’m sure we’ve met before.

???: It’s probably a look alike.

Alfie (in the background): Rae! Raeliana! Where are you?

Leon: I’m sure she’s around here. Danny, tell the others to look for her.

Alfie: We need to be quick. What if she was taken away a—

Leon: She’s not. There’s security all over the palace. No one is going to take her away. Guards! Search for the Princess now!

???: I think you should go. Your papa is looking for you.

Raeliana: Urgh. Can’t he give me some alone time?

???: Come on. I’ll show you the way out.

Raeliana: Thank you. Whoever you are.

???: Your welcome. Now go, before he loses his mind.

Raeliana: But I didn’t get your name.

???: It’s...

Alfie: Rae!

Alfie: Oh my god, you got me worried sick!

Raeliana: I’m fine, papa. I was just walking around.

Alfie: Danny said you disappeared after he went to get you a scarf.

Raeliana: I’m sorry...

Alfie: Please, Rae. Please, don’t do this again. The thought of you getting hurt is going to give me a heart attack.

Raeliana: I won’t do it again. Promise.

Alfie: Come on. Let’s go. Everyone is waiting for us. The countdown is starting soon.

Alfie: Rae? What are you looking at?

Raeliana: Oh, it’s nothing.

Alfie: Who was that guy earlier? He looked important.

Raeliana: I don’t know. I didn’t get his name.

[lestappenforever]

Okay so it’s been a while since I dropped you an ask (life and uni and mental health haven’t exactly been kind to me), but now I just couldn’t help myself.

So essentially, I’m currently sitting in my neurobiology lecture and can’t for the life of me focus, so what do I do? Correct, I catch up on HNTTWL, more specifically the powerpoint. And oh boy, did you deliver. I had to try so hard not to laugh out loud during the lecture.

a) Just Lestappen being their obnoxious, soulmatey, pda nightmare-ish selves, can’t get enough of them, seriously.

b) I absolutely adore George in this one! I could practically see 2019 him in the Rookie Of the Year video in front of me with his playful over-confidence and pretend cockiness, what a treat. Also him borderline bullying Lance for ignoring the group chat had me wheezing 💀

c) As someone who only recently got into F1 (although we’re admittedly coming up on a year), this is the perfect tldr/what happened before of Charles and Max and their clusterfuck of soul-intertwined-ness.

So to summarise, you have once again done the gods’ work and my love and appreciation for you and what you do still continues to grow. Thank you for making my day a bit brighter once again (at a time where I think we all need a little brightening in our lives).

Love you lots!!! 🧡

P.S.: When I first followed you I had no idea how you could possibly love RedBull (my dad drank a lot of it when I was a kid and let’s just say I was slightly traumatised by the smell of warm rb in an already stuffy car), but now half a year later here I am drinking my third of the day. Oh how the turn tables… On that note, I shall go catch up on the explanation of neurogenesis I missed 🙃

Ah, Marie, my love! I'm so sorry to hear you've been having a hard time. You don't deserve that at all, and I really hope things will turn around for you soon. 🧡

@f1writingbyme and I are so honored you risked looking through the PowerPoint in class! And we're so happy it could put a smile on your face, and good on you for managing not to laugh!

Honestly, making that PowerPoint and channelling my inner George Russell was so much fun, and having Ilse hype me up through it all and coming up with ideas was just a blast from start to finish. So I'm so glad you enjoyed looking through it!

Bringing a smile to somebody's face is my favorite thing in the world to do, so it fills me with joy to know I could do that with you today. And you're right, I think we could all use a little something to brighten up our lives at the moment.

I hope you know that your ask has put the biggest smile on my face, and that I love you very much. You're wonderful, and your presence never fails to make me happy. 🧡

Ohhhhhh, you've joined me in the Red Bull love, have you? 👀 Now I need to know which type it is you prefer.

Best of luck with your neurobiology lecture! You've got this!

[careless-angels]

5 days too late but HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY MUTUALS :)

Hope 2024 treats us all with warmth and kindness. May it bring us lots of good luck, fortune, happiness and most importantly good health. Love you all <3

P.S the motherboard of my phone randomly burned on January 1st so I've been basically phoneless since 2024 (what a nice gift for the new year lol) thanks god the warranty period is still in effect so rn I'm logged in on my laptop until I get a new replacement for free in a week or so. That's why I've been offline these days and wasn't able to wish a happy new year to my mutuals :( but I'm alive and well for those who are wonderingkddjjd

[toournextadventure]

im that girl with bday on 3rd april :))

just wanted to say that i alr lost 32 kg for last 1,5 years (by healthy way with deficit calories and gym here and there), im pretty lazy and even if i made it, then everyone who wants can make it

i believe in you all, wish good luck everyone to getting healthier body 💋💪🏻

p.s. coke zero for diets is nice (instead of usual sugar sodas) if u dont drink it much n everyday 😉

Ayyy, my dude, congratulations on your health journey! That's amazing progress, I'm so proud of you! Any amount of health is difficult, I'm extremely proud of you for keeping up with it for so long! (As long as it was your own choice, of course, y'all make sure and take care of yourselves) 🫶

Also yeah, any "zero" drinks are pretty good. I'm a carbonation addict (Dr. Pepper girlie here ✌️) so if I want something without quite as much sugar, I'll do a DP zero. I like zeros better than diets, personally

And again, I know it's much later this time, but happy birthday again, my dude! Take care of yourself, treat yourself well, you're doing amazing and I hope this next year will bring you happiness and joy in whatever form you wish 🫶

[foxbirdy]

What kinds of Interview questions do you get in your field? I totally bombed an interview and didn't get an internship I really wanted and I want to try and be more prepared next time.

Sorry to hear you blew an interview :( interviewing can for sure be tricky. I think interviewing strategies for field jobs definitely depend on what kind of job you're looking at, but I'll try to go over some interview questions I feel like I see often, and what I think people are looking for:

"Why are you interested in this position?"

- Be sure to give a multi-tier answer for this question, and bring up specifics about the job! Don't just say "it's in my field of study/chosen career" or "I want to get more experience." Say "I'm studying [field] because I'm interested in [something that's specific to that position], and I think this job would be a great way to channel that passion and develop those skills." If you have relevant experience, touch on that, too! Again, don't just say "I have experience in [field]," but do say "I know from past experience at [jobs] that this is work that I love and can excel at, and I'm looking for opportunities to continue that work." Make sure they understand that you are motivated and passionate! "I think this program is exciting, and I want to contribute."

"What experience do you have?"

- Including anything relevant! Hobbies, volunteer work, personal research, actual jobs - give them something to work with. Don't downplay your achievements! If they ask if you have a specific skillset that you don't have, don't lie (this can really bite you in a field job, where you can encounter dangerous situations), but say that it's a skillset you'd really love to learn. Especially if that skill is part of what drew you to the job! "No, I don't have that skill - this job drew my attention because I want to learn it." Have the audacity to believe you can learn anything if you try.

"Are you prepared for [xyz]?"

- Depending on the position, there can be a lot of challenges you face on the job! A lot of what hiring managers are screening for is a person who isn't going to quit (or become dangerous to themselves or others) if they have to sleep on the ground or eat weird food or deal with biting insects or encounter outdoor hazards. A person might be okay with those things for a few days or a week or a month - but what about three months? Six months? A year? If they care about their field workers, they're going to try and scare you in the interview with the worst that you could possibly expect, because that is their ethical obligation. It can be difficult or even impossible to take someone out of the field once they are there. My advice for giving your interviewer confidence about your ability to handle adversity is to a) share examples and stories of difficulty you've overcome at a job, and b) to talk about your strategies for managing your mental and physical health, including knowing when it's time to ask for assistance! Interviewers want to hear that the person they are hiring knows how to practice self-care that bolsters their resilience, and that they will talk to field support about problems they're having before it's a crisis.

"How do you manage interpersonal conflict?"

- Similar to the above, this question is an interviewer trying to ascertain that you won't turn into the Joker after you've been alone in a small group for a couple weeks. The bonds you form with your crew in remote fieldwork are intense, and so conflict can be equally intense! Make sure to talk about your strategies for managing healthy conflict, and emphasize open, honest, and vulnerable communication. Talk about how you keep cool in a crisis, and share stories and examples of overcoming difficulty and conflict in a team setting.

This obviously isn't everything you might get asked for an interview, but I hope it's a good look at what interviewers are looking for (at least in my experience). Good luck and happy trails!

[hopepunk-humanity]

Hey, I don't know if this is selfish to ask, but do you have any good hopepunk posts specifically related to disabilities? I'm only 19 years old but I have so so many health problems to deal with; weak bones, poor circulation, head rushes so bad I collapse on the floor, scoliosis, asthma, autism, severely tense and painful muscles, and like a million other things. I honestly don't know how long I'll live - I'm 19 and I already feel like my body's giving up, I have no idea if I can even make it to 30 at this point - but your blog and the hopepunk community make me feel better about that. This world is beautiful and I'm proud to have been a part of it, even for a shorter period of time than I'd like.

But it's still hard. It's hard to accept that I can't do things I used to be able to do. It's scary. And I'm insecure about not being like everyone else and not being able to support myself because of my disabilities. So I hope it's alright to ask if you have any hopeful posts for people like me. Thanks, Merry Christmas. I hope 2023 brings you, me and everyone who reads this post good things 💕

I'm afraid I don't have anything specific. And it's easy for me to say that your worth is inherent and not dependent on your usefulness to others, but I know that's not what most of the world is telling you.

I think it's less about what you offered the world while you were here, and more about the fact that you were here at all. So many small coincidences, stretching back eons, on levels as small as the bases in your DNA and as large as the moon pulling the tides, brought you here. We're all miracles born from luck, you included. I like to think that means something, even if you leave life without a trace. Though very few people manage to do that.

And maybe that's not comforting with the future staring you down. But, at least in my experience, the future is always a little bit kinder than I expected it. And even if it isn't, there's always an unexpected sweetness alongside the bitter. I hope you'll find the same is true for you as the future gradually softens to the present. Maybe you won't be able to do the things you could before, but I believe you'll find new things to embrace.

I'm happy you're proud to be here, and I'm happy that we got to share our short time in this world, even if we never met face to face. Many good things to you, and happy new years.