#i wonder what kind of person i'll marry someday?

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speaking of ideal types, what are the ro's ideal types?

jinwol would say he doesn't have an "ideal type" if you asked him about it. he really tries to not think about romance in general because deep down his ideal type is the mc and admitting that opens up a can of worms he's not ready to deal with.

yul's ideal type is the mc.

iseul prefers older women, but i think she's ultimately attracted to kind people with strong morals. from a physical standpoint she also admires people with well-developed physiques! it's also partly why she doesn't recognize her attraction to the mc as "attraction" because they're definitely not a mysterious, kind-hearted muscular milf.

edit: adding onto this! iseul has also been viewed as a "hero" and treated like someone special from a very young age and that's shaped her perception on how her life should go; which ofc includes her views on romance and relationships, which are very idealistic.

??? is someone sane (optional)

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꒰ one ꒱

• king of cups, temperance, 2 of cups

Dámn dude, she thought I don't love her but was opposite from what she thinks. Little did she know that I do love her with all of my heart, she fell deep but I fell way harder. I want to be with here always and do see my future with her, this may sounds so funny to you but I am head over the heals to her. Love can make you go crazy it is, YEAH I'm telling it to you right now so you are aware-_-. Know what? even thought she act weird or something do really weird, I tend to love it<3. She thinks she's not perfect but how can she be over the scale, people do mistakes at all and it is normal for us and understandable unless you are inconsiderate and idiot being. Her flaws she didn't like it but I do, I really do ( why your laughing?! ) I want to love herself as much how I love her, making her happy is the best thing that ever happened to my life. As of now, all I need to do is to wait and be patient for her love— I know someday she will realize that she loves me too. I will do anything just to enter and win her heart, I want her to experience the beauty of life, the love and having family— how happy it is ( someone: smiling like an idiot tskk ! ). I wonder what she feels about me?

꒰ two ꒱

• king of wands, 4 of swords, judgement

Tskk! I don't know why I keep being nice to her, never used to be like this before. Whenever she's coming I was excited for no reason which is pretty weird, I am weirdo now like her? ( someone: bro, this just my opinion but don't be mad about it ) huh? what it is, spill the thing ( someone: you... you are in love with her, just my opinion:) what?! do you see her? I'm in love with her? so funny of you , nice joke. *inner mind*did I fall for her? I fear that she will judge me for who am I- all of my relationship failed before ( sigh ). But I noticed ( what it is?! 2x ) dude! let me finish first !! ( ok, okay:> ) that everytime she passed by here, she looks tired or that's how she looks? ( someone: maybe she's depress but not impressed about your charms ) dámn! I'm out of here, you are no good and less serious. ps. this dude is too serious and have anger issues

꒰ three ꒱

• 4 of wands + king of pentacles + 7 of wands

- I wanted to marry her, man and she really do deserve it! I feel secure and love with her, she's my everything you know. She's is the reason why I'm feel complete now ( someone: you seems happy about it😅 ) cause I AM, creating a family with her will be my best choice in my entire life. A kind of person who is deserving of materialism and deep love, I want to give her everything even myself and I, it may sounds crazy but that's how it is, showering her some luxurious things will be great too but I think my time is the most important thing about her. I'm very protective about her but I'm not someone who is into words but I hope she appreciates all of my efforts even I don't speak about it. I'll be willing to take risk to this love of ours even thought I'm not sure if we're going up until the end of the line.

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luckily, yours / park jimin

synopsis: jimin gets to watch you doing something stupid daily and just smiling, knowing he gets to marry you someday.

Jimin and Y/N had always shared a love that defied expectations. It was the kind of love that whispered in the quiet moments, laughed in the face of adversity, and found beauty in the ordinary. Their journey together had been a tapestry of moments—some tender, some chaotic, but all filled with a deep and abiding affection.

On a bright and breezy Saturday morning, Jimin found himself perched on a park bench, a grin playing on his lips. Y/N was in the center of a crowd, attempting to demonstrate their newfound fascination with rollerblading. Sporting a helmet that was two sizes too big and knee pads that looked more like armor, Y/N wobbled and stumbled, their arms flailing as they tried to maintain balance.

Beside Jimin, his best friend and fellow witness to the spectacle, Taehyung, let out a hearty laugh. "Jimin, you really chose a unique one."

Jimin chuckled, his eyes never leaving Y/N. "Yeah, but I wouldn't have it any other way."

As Y/N continued their rollerblading adventure, their futile attempts to stay upright had the entire park in stitches. Children pointed, adults chuckled, and even the squirrels seemed to be watching with interest.

But through it all, Jimin's heart swelled with affection. He watched Y/N's determination, their refusal to give up despite the numerous tumbles. Y/N's hair was tousled, and their cheeks were flushed with exertion, but their laughter was infectious, and their spirit was indomitable.

As the minutes passed, Y/N's rollerblading attempts became increasingly dramatic. There were grandiose gestures and exaggerated wobbles that would have made even the most skilled actor proud. The crowd's amusement only fueled their antics, and Jimin couldn't help but admire Y/N's ability to turn embarrassment into entertainment.

Finally, Y/N lost their balance completely and tumbled into a patch of grass, arms and legs splayed in every direction. The laughter of onlookers reached a crescendo, and even the pigeons took flight in alarm.

Jimin couldn't contain his mirth any longer. He clapped his hands and cheered, drawing the attention of Taehyung and half the park. "That's my future spouse, ladies and gentlemen!"

Y/N, sprawled on the ground, looked up and locked eyes with Jimin, their face a mix of exasperation and amusement. With a mock glare, they called back, "You better be ready to take care of me when I break something!"

Jimin's grin widened, and he jumped to his feet, rushing over to help Y/N up. "Always, my love. I'll be your personal nurse."

As he extended a hand, Y/N reached for it, and Jimin pulled them to their feet. Y/N's helmet was askew, and there were blades of grass stuck to their clothes, but their eyes sparkled with affection.

"I don't know how you put up with me," Y/N admitted with a sheepish smile.

Jimin leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a gentle kiss that spoke of a love deeper than words. "Because you're my favorite kind of crazy," he replied, his voice filled with warmth.

Y/N's heart swelled with emotion as they gazed into Jimin's eyes. "And you're my favorite kind of perfect but has a weakness with chairs."

In that moment, surrounded by the laughter of strangers and the antics of pigeons, Jimin realized that he wouldn't have wanted to spend his life with anyone else. Y/N's quirks, their imperfections, and their willingness to embrace life's follies were all part of what made them uniquely wonderful.

As they strolled away from the park, hand in hand, Jimin couldn't help but smile, knowing that he was blessed to have found a love that saw the beauty in every moment, even the clumsy ones. He watched Y/N's rollerblades dangle from their backpack, a trophy of their adventures.

And he couldn't wait to embark on countless more with the love of his life, cherishing every foolish, delightful, and endearing moment along the way. Because, to Jimin, Y/N's willingness to be a "dumbass" sometimes was a reminder that love was about celebrating each other's quirks and imperfections, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

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Mahoyaku Proposal Day 2023 Voice Lines:

Central Wizards:

Oz: Wizards don't make promises. If we break a promise, we will lose our magic. Even if you meet someone you want to spend the rest of your life with... don't make careless choices.

Arthur: The words "I swear that I love you" can surely strengthen someone’s heart. …However, I still can't imagine the day when I will be able to say it.

Cain: Maybe someday I’ll meet someone I love from the bottom of my heart, make a promise to marry them, and spend the rest of my life by their side. I’m sure that’s a form that happiness can take. But I'm still very happy right now. Because you and my other dear friends are by my side.

Riquet: A promise of marriage is also proof of sincere belief that one’s current feelings will never waver... I wonder if the day will come when I can meet someone who I feel for in that way. For now, I am still unsure…

Northern Wizards:

Snow: Many wizards are lonely. Some love solitude and end their lives that way. However, there are people like us who know the value of companionship. I can't imagine letting go of the hand of someone I love. Each person is free to decide who to spend their life with. Now, whose hand will you take?

White: Many wizards are lonely. Some love solitude and end their lives that way. But there are some, like us, who know the joy of coexistence. The happiness of having someone you love by your side is irreplaceable. Each person is free to choose what they love. Now, what do you love?

Mithra: Could you keep this for a moment? I’m going to use it in a magic circle to kill Oz, so I’m putting it on your finger so you don't lose it… The ring finger on your left hand? The finger it’s on doesn’t matter.

Owen: iIf you swear not to move or utter a word without my permission, if you swear you'll listen to me for the rest of your life, I might consider keeping you around for a little while. Perhaps I’ll even let you meow.

Bradley: Northern wizards tend to obsess over their prey. Even if their logic tells them they shouldn't, their instincts say otherwise. Once they’ve fallen in love... they won’t ever let go until they die.

Eastern Wizards:

Faust: Wizards can live alone. For us to find someone who wants to be with us… is surely something close to a miracle.

Nero: Getting married. Peacefully, calmly, without change. I could just be with someone I care about… What am I talking about? After all, something like that seems difficult for me to do.

Heathcliff: If I were to find someone so important to me that I’d want to marry them, I’d like to convey my thoughts to them on my own. “Years and decades from now, I vow to continue to love you and stay by your side…” I still don't have the confidence to look into someone’s eyes and say something like that.

Shino: I have no intention of making more troublesome promises for now. Even without any promises, I'll still risk my life to protect the person I want to cherish for the rest of my life. Is that not enough?

Western Wizards:

Shylock: I wonder if there will come a day when you will pledge your undying love to someone… or something. What kind of voice you have, what kind of face you’ll make, and what kind of vow you’ll swear… I must admit, I’m a little interested.

Murr: Is it true that when you make a confession in your world, you say, "The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it”? That’s the same thing I say to the moon! I might be able to get along with whoever came up with that phrase!

Rustica: A proposal is a precious, once in a lifetime promise. That's why I feel I want to cherish it. Unfortunately, I have forgotten the words I proposed with to my bride, but it is fun to think about what the old me would have said.

Chloe: “Please marry me...!” *Sigh* I was so nervous that my voice trembled… I wonder if it's still too early for me to practice proposing... But someday, when I meet someone important to me, I want to be able to properly tell them how I feel.

Southern Wizards:

Figaro: I wonder what kind of words you’ll use when you pledge your eternal love to someone. You can practice with me so that you don't panic when the time comes.

Lennox: A word of a promise, huh... I can't seem to think of any clever or romantic words. It might be better to study a little by reading poems and novels like the ones Rutile likes.

Rutile: I still can't imagine the day when I’ll promise to marry someone... but I want you to stay by my side forever. As our Sage and our dear friend.

Mitile: It's probably very difficult for a wizard and a human to get married. I wish I could ask Mother how she felt when she married Father…

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Matrix / Epilogue 1

Author: Akira

Characters: Hiiro, Aira, Mayoi, Tatsumi, HiMERU, Niki, Kohaku

"Hehe, how beautiful, Aira."

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Season: Winter

Location: Matrix Stage

Hiiro: "♪~♪~♪"

Aira: "~...♪"

Hiiro: Hehe, how beautiful, Aira.

Aira: Eh, wha? Why're you praising me all of a sudden?

Hiiro: Ah, wait, Aira is beautiful, but so is this scenery.

Mayoi: What are these things, some kind of floating lanterns...? The lights floating in the air are beautiful, but since their principles are unknown, it's a bit scaryyy...

Tatsumi: Yes, it's a truly mystical experience. Though calling it a miracle seems somewhat contrived.

Hiiro: I think they're using our hometown's technology to ignore gravity and make lanterns float.

Aira: In the end, we didn't really understand much about Hiro-kun's hometown, did we...

What we've been constantly revolving around, it's like a fake or made out of papier-mâché, right?

Hiro-kun's actual hometown was just a faint outline in the distance. In the end, the most crucial parts remain a mystery.

Hiiro: If you'd like, I can show you around normally someday, Aira.

But according to the rules, only blood relatives are allowed to enter.

So, if you want to visit my hometown, you'd have to join my bloodline—become part of my family.

What I mean is, you'd have to marry me.

Aira: Why is that part seen as commonplace in a backward village...?

Hiiro: You do like that kind of village after all, don't you, Aira? ♪

Aira: Nuh-uh, I've had my fill of it... I just wanna return to my familiar environment and live comfortably.

There's no place like home.

Hiiro: Umu. In that sense, my home has long since become ES or Seisoukan.

I might not be knowledgeable enough to guide anyone around yet, but I think I can at least manage things like food reviews to showcase to everyone.

Aira: Hiro-kun, you've grown too, huh...

Tatsumi: Yes. Truly...♪

Mayoi: Personally, I wish you wouldn't grow! I want you to remain forever innocent and pure, like a child...!

Tatsumi: Mayoi-san.

Mayoi: Eeeek?! I'm sorryy, it was a joke! Even if I was serious, I'll pretend it was a joke!

Tatsumi: Indeed, I recognize that children are adorable, but it's sinful to deny them of their growth.

To not grow is to be as good as dead.

Idols are often expected to embody eternal symbols, but we are living, breathing human beings. And I find that the beauty and charm of humanity lies in that fact.

If there is such a thing as a "real idol," it can only come from a living person.

Only we, as living human beings, can embody the brilliance and preciousness that can never be replicated by machines manufactured in factories.

That's what I believe. Let's hold onto that belief and continue to live as idols today and in the days to come.

Amen. Surely, God wishes for that as well.

Let us follow the example set by the children, repent, and grow to be pure, righteous, and beautiful.

Mayoi: Yes! I'm really scared, so I'll strive to live wholesomely enough to avoid being scolded with Tatsumi-san's sermons ever again! I sweaaar! 

"~♪ ~♪ ~♪"

Tatsumi: "♪~♪~♪"

Fufu. How lovely. Heaven is meant for beings like them.

You think so too, don't you, HiMERU-san?

HiMERU: Why are you asking "me"?

Tatsumi: Well, I wonder why indeed... Both in the past and even now, I feel like you're the person who sympathizes with me the most.

HiMERU: Just as incomprehensible as ever, aren't you.

Well, it's fine, even if it's somewhat bothersome to see Tatsumi looking happy for no reason.

Besides, HiMERU probably doesn't wish for you to be unhappy, either.

Tatsumi: You talk about yourself as if it were someone else's concern.

HiMERU: Because that's the kind of character HiMERU is. At all times, he's a calm and collected idol who can look at himself objectively.

Isn't that right, Shiina? Oukawa?

Niki: "♪~♪~♪"

"Banzaaai~! Banzaaai~! I've got no idea what's going on as usual, but it sounds like there's something to celebrate, so banzaaai~!"

Kohaku: Niki-han, Niki-han, looks like HiMERU-han wants attention.

Niki: Wait, what's this all of a sudden?! I don't really get it, but can you clue me in on how to reply so HiMERU-kun won't flip out?!

Kohaku: I think any compliment'll work for HiMERU-han.

Niki: For real? Then... You're amazing, HiMERU-kun! Kyaaa, calm and collected, sooo cool!

HiMERU: HiMERU's irritated, so he'll punch you.

Niki: Why?! Geez, HiMERU-kun's been absorbing too much of Rinne-kun's ruthless influence lately!

HiMERU: Ruthlessness, huh. Yes, that's exactly right.

Kohaku: That so? Doesn't it seem that this time he was actin' with a good motive, like wantin' to repay a favor to someone who took care of him?

HiMERU: Depending on which part you emphasize, that perception can change. Rinne certainly went to great lengths to repay the debts of gratitude from his past.

However, for that reason, all of us were thoroughly manipulated and pushed around—

As Rinne also made sure to mimic ES as an act of spiteful retaliation, HiMERU can't readily praise him as a fully virtuous person.

Niki: Spiteful?

HiMERU: This time, ES made us do a wrestling performance. They manufactured a nonexistent grudge and arranged for ALKALOID and Crazy:B to face off—

They forced us to enact a phony "fateful showdown," claiming that it was what the fans wanted.

ES tried to twist the stories we've been weaving thus far, disregarding our very lives, and bending them to their convenience.

All for the sake of audience ratings, sales, and other profits.

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HTDC commentary - 26: ashes

[Looking back at HTDC after nearly ten years: comments on lore, character notes, influences, art, whatever. May contain spoilers for later chapters.]

chapter text: 26: ashes

In which Iriel feels bad about stealing from his friends, but keeps on doing it anyway.

According to Aengoth’s insider tip-off, all the mages were over in Vivec

Insider, huh? Now, who could that be? You'd think Iriel might wonder, but he's funnelling all his mental energy into not giving a fuck about individual members of the Ald'ruhn Mages Guild.

OK, that's a slight post-hoc justification: the word "insider" was added in a later revision. I did not know, when I initially wrote this chapter, that Edwinna had ordered the theft. So that's the other reason Iriel doesn't wonder.

He knew where the target was kept, because Anarenen had unlocked the chest, once, to show him. It was a shortsword, plain steel, but with a Daedric enchantment. A family heirloom of his mother’s, he’d told Iriel. Anarenen showing no signs of martial prowess, it had initially been passed down to his younger brother, a witchhunter. When he was killed in battle with Daedra, the blade had been sent to Anarenen. Perhaps someday he would pass it to his children, if he ever found the time to marry. Although, he’d sighed, indicating his pile of potion orders, this was most unlikely.

Obviously I'm adding the personal details to ramp up the angsty justification for why Iriel Feels Bad about this, but it also works as a reminder, in case the reader's forgotten that Anarenen was the kind Altmer alchemist who saved Iriel from his own skeleton. Plus, why DOES an alchemist have a Devil tanto? Gotta make something up.

Iriel liked Anarenen, but was choosing to detach that emotion from his current actions. He would feel terrible later, no doubt, but this was to be expected. Almost everything he did fed directly into the Pit, lately, he’d had no choice but to numb himself. Compassion was a luxury he couldn’t afford.

A lot of the B-plot threads in HTDC are things that I didn't plan, but emerged from gameplay, and then got woven into the main plot, somehow. Often because Iriel had an unexpected emotional response to something, and developed a new motivation. Example: stealing from Anarenen. It's a standard, low-level Thieves Guild quest, and I usually barely remember the owner of the tanto when I play it. But of course Iriel had met Anarenen, since I'd written him into a previous scene. He felt terrible. He was still dwelling on it over a hundred chapters later, and I had to figure out a conclusion to it that would give him some peace.

Because it isn't only that Iriel is hurting and betraying someone who was kind to him. It's that it's so unnecessary. For all Iriel's protestations about having "no choice", nobody's truly forcing him to take this particular job at knifepoint. He didn't need to hurt Anarenen, but he did it anyway. Why?

Obviously Iriel's current answer is the cheap dodge of "because I'm a terrible person", which is not even a silly tautology, it's back to front. He's doing it because it will make him a terrible person. It's a form of self-harm. It will reinforce his self image as a shitty, selfish drug addict who hurts people, and who can't possibly stop doing drugs, or do anything else to improve their life.

On AO3, alexgaretti left a comment, boggling at the ridiculous depth of Iriel's swan-dive into the Pit in this chapter, and I'll reproduce some extracts of our exchange:

alexgaretti: what's the deal with Iriel's constant self-loathing? Is that something in his past I don't even know about yet? Something cultural? We all fuck up a bit or even a lot, but he seems to consider himself the worst specimen in the world

me: Re: Iriel... chapter 3 is an attempt to describe the way his self-loathing functions. I actually just added a little more clarification to the third paragraph: the problem is partly that he doesn't seem to have a good way of getting rid of it. But yes: it's his past, it's cultural, it's Larkinesque parenting, it's trauma both specific and general, it's mental illness, and it's the impossibility of saying "it's just who he is as a person" as something utterly distinct from any of the above.

alexgaretti: It wasn't that I was complaining about the self-loathing or the way it's been dealt with, just that I'm interested to see how that evolves. I suppose I associate that pattern of thinking being front and centre with quite young people. As we get older that stuff certainly doesn't go away, but we tend to find ways of burying it and that's part of "growing up" and putting a social face on ourselves, and imho it goes a long way to explaining why the world is as fucked up as it is. I confess the episode with the slave being taken to the mission (which was so well written, btw, really made me feel for her/ shocked at Dunmer slavetrading) did have me screaming at the screen, 'Dude! Your pain is not the most important thing going on right now! How many more hints that you're only as good or bad as the rest of us do you need?' And then I realised that perhaps in my headcanon Iriel is older than he actually is and that I should cut him some slack.

me: Don't worry. Soon, Ire will move on from being awful to people he barely knows, and start being awful to people who actually care about him. Uh... so you might be screaming at the screen for a while longer. The trouble is, he's self-aware enough to realise he's doing it, but rather than being able to stop, it's just feeding back into powering his self-loathing, which then makes him even more awful, like some kind of horrible water-wheel of shit.

I swear to god there are jokes, though. And various kinds of self-reflection, of various degrees of usefulness. As a great philosopher once said, self-disgust is self-obsession, honey. But right now, he is young, in some ways very sheltered, wrestling multiple types of untreated illnesses, and losing. And knows it.

I burned my bridges with the Mages’ Guild already, so why not piss on the ashes?

Ooh, we're starting with the ash metaphors! There is just SO MUCH ASH in Morrowind. As a writer, you gotta put it to work doing some symbolic heavy lifting for you. This is an introduction to the most common way Iriel uses ash as a metaphor: to represent the outcome of his actions, usually his mistakes, usually something he thinks he's ruined. The inevitable result of burned bridges, the trail of destroyed relationships he thinks he's left throughout his life, and assumes he will continue to generate.

Perhaps I should leave a note saying I stole it, to save him from feeling bad about my expulsion and worrying about me.

This is the level of logic we are on, people. This is a highly educated person! Who does possess a lot of the mental skills that are considered "intelligence"! But both he, and other people, make the mistake of thinking that this so-called "intelligence" applies to everything he says, and not just his small areas of expertise! These are the unhinged ramblings of a mentally ill person incapable of seeing past the cloud of pain and self-hatred that extends no further than the end of their own nose! Please remember this, the next time Iriel is saying something equally stupid, but sounding superficially insightful, because he's calmer and using more academic jargon. Do Not Trust This Elf.

Breaking into Edwinna’s office and stealing her Dwemer research, by contrast, caused him no pangs of guilt whatsoever.

She has it coming. As I realised later, it's perfectly plausible that Edwinna is the one who ordered the theft of Anarenen's tanto. She would know of its existence and potential magical interest, she's petty enough to steal other guildmember's belongings, and she hates getting her own hands dirty. Since she expelled Iriel, she might not have a colleague on hand who's both adept at Illusion and too junior to refuse. That she ends up indirectly rehiring her disgruntled ex-employee is just an ironic coincidence.

“Someone was in here, sniffing around, asking about you,” said the Bosmer. “Gildan, from in town. I don’t know her full deal, but there’s a whisper she’s got powerful Imperial friends.

Gildan is a Blade, one of Caius' agents. Iriel meets her, later. For now, she's just a menacing shadow, lurking in the background. She was probably asking after Iriel in a deliberately obvious sort of way, in the hope of spooking him into doing something stupid, or at least more interesting than lie in the basement of the Rat in the Pot, getting high. Surveilling Iriel for any length of time would be incredibly boring.

“Sorry. …Boss.”

Iriel never gets the hang of thief formalities. He's such a terrible hired goon.

In the street outside, a young, elegantly dressed Imperial woman with perfectly arranged dark curls called out to him. “Excuse me! I require an escort to Ghostgate! I’ll pay you!”

Viatrix Petilia has a most annoying side-quest. It's an escort mission with a long, dangerous, difficult journey, and she is nothing but rude, abrasive and ungrateful. The reward is meagre, and you're on a strict time limit, which she nags you about the entire way.

Everyone knows Ghostgate is a bleak hellhole in the middle of nowhere, and only the very brave, or very stupid go there. Which are you?

There's no reason to do this quest at all, and Iriel is not about to volunteer.

“Very stupid, then. Well, you can make your own choices, but don’t expect the rest of us to put ourselves in danger pandering to your ridiculous notions of piety.” He brushed her aside and headed for the manor district.

Because Iriel's a great example of someone making good, non-stupid choices, as he will no-doubt prove, going forwards.

Playlist pick: The Magnetic Fields - Sugar World.

I know I said Iriel was inspired by Magnetic Fields songs, but this one I didn't hear until later. I’ll never know how they knew to write a song that is clearly about someone descending into moon sugar addiction to medicate their self-loathing about doing crimes to finance their moon sugar addiction that they use to medicate their self-loathing about…

Sugar save me, come on save me from myself.

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I Vow to You, the Shape of My Love - Chapter 5 (Cyrus)

>> moon route chapter 1

A tale from long ago—The princess of Alstria was kidnapped by an evil monster.

The one who stepped up to the role of hero was a certain commoner. The man swiftly took care of the monsters and rescued the princess.

On a beautiful moonlit night, the man, who was given the title of Royal Knight, swore on his silver sword.

To be eternally loyal to the princess and her beloved country. And to protect her forevermore.

The princess answered his vow with a gold medal that was gifted to the man.

The two eventually got married and lived happily ever after, as they had promised.

…

Emma: ”The Tale of Eternal Vows” was really good…!

Cyrus: Yes. Thanks to all his practice, Ken’s swordplay was truly impeccable.

After watching the dress rehearsal, Cyrus invited me to dinner, and we were going for a night walk in the street.

Cyrus: I never thought that Alstria's ancient legends could be turned into such a magnificent play when performed by first-class artists…

Emma: The customs of Alstria's silver and golden wedding anniversaries originate from the legend that this play is based on, right?

Cyrus: Yes. If you’re referring to the custom where “men swear on their sword on their silver anniversary, and women gift their spouses a golden medal on their golden anniversary”, then that is very much the case.

Cyrus: Obviously, as someone born and raised in this country, I knew that such a custom existed, but…

Cyrus: I had never really reflected on it until I saw the play.

Cyrus: It got me thinking about what kind of vows I would make.

Emma: What kind of vows are the most common?

Cyrus: Let me think… I've heard a lot of people say things like "I'll protect you for the rest of my life”.

Emma: Fufu, it is a country of knights, after all.

Cyrus: My parents had their silver wedding anniversary last year, and my father made a similar vow.

Cyrus: At their request, I closely attended the vows by their side with Emilio, but…

Cyrus: It was kind of embarrassing to see my parents like that.

Emma: From a child's point of view, that may be true... but it's really a wonderful thing.

Emma: You are the life that was the result of their union, so I do understand why they’d want you to watch over the ceremony.

Cyrus: …that makes sense. Maybe I'll understand that feeling when I become a parent someday— Oops.

Suddenly, our hands bumped together

Emma: …!

Just like that, Cyrus grabbed my hand.

Player’s choice: Look up at Cyrus (+16 moon points)* // Return the gesture (+16 sun points)

I looked up and met Cyrus’ eyes, who was smiling with a troubled look on his face.

Emma: What’s wrong?

Cyrus: ...I thought I was a person with self-control, but it seems I was wrong.

Cyrus: When you're around... I just feel like touching you.

Cyrus, blushing: ...Look at me, saying such things all of a sudden. Apologies.

Emma, also blushing: D-don’t say that…

Cyrus cleared his throat to lighten the embarrassing atmosphere.

Cyrus: …finally, tomorrow is the anniversary.

Emma: I'm really looking forward to the military parade you’ll be the leader of.

Cyrus: I'll do my best to make it a happy day. Please keep watching over me.

As my heart swelled with anticipation, the night before the festival passed quietly—

[lost-jams]

Brushes And Beats chapter 11

pairing: JiminxReader

genre: fluff with a pinch of angst

trope: enemies to lovers

:that awkward moment when you are caught in a lie:

It was clear to me that Jimin had feelings for me, so clear that it scared me, my chest tightens as I replay our encounter over and over in my mind. "Stop Y/n, you are not going through it again" I chastised myself, I am not ready to start anything with anyone Hell I don't even know I'll ever be. Huffing leaned back in my chair staring at the city lights, The weather is windy, it's nice, it's peaceful as I watch the bustling streets below.

It wouldn't work between us anyway, Once his fans or the media or even his manager finds out about any of these...It's over, and I'll be left alone all over again.

Maybe all he wants is a one-time thing.

No matter how much time has passed, no matter how much I've moved on from my past, No matter how many chances I had for romance and love, Yoongi always was in the back of my mind reminding me of my scars.

Hell, I would have been married to him if it weren't for his betrayal, maybe by this time we would have had babies as we planned, just what went wrong between us? I don't think I'll be able to start anything new until I've finally let go of my past without any unanswered questions or lingering thoughts of what if.

It won't just be fair to anyone involved.

pathetic

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Checked tablecloth and candles. Romantic music and I dolled up nicely in a red dress and lipstick. The only thing keeping me from dozing off is the little sharp nervous feeling in my stomach when I think of the inevitable kiss with this person.

name: Jason Smith

Job: Resturant Manager

A slice of panic opens in my gut. I can't believe I'm actually doing this.

"What are your plans for the future?" he asked, his gaze fixated on me with a glimmer of anticipation. "umm...I do plan on opening my own makeup studio someday" I reply, trying to ignore the unease that settling in my heart.

"Y/n," he began, "I've heard about you. You must be in demand in the industry,"

His words were kind, but I was unusually distant, my mind elsewhere. "You could say that, I have been doing this for 6 years" I answered, forcing a polite smile, "The world of makeup artists is small, so not much to compete with."

Jason laughed, a rich, hearty sound that normally would have put me at ease, but not tonight. I was waiting for the other shoe to drop, and it did, sooner than expected.

"Oh Y/n, a beautiful, successful woman like you deserves the best. Something more luxurious than your eyeshadow palette." His words, meant to be complimentary, hit the wrong chords, and I saw red.

I suppressed an annoyed sigh, taking a deep breath instead. Repeating a critique similar to Jimin had made felt strange coming out of Jason's mouth.

"Jason, last time I checked, you weren’t the make-up police." It was a feeble attempt to lighten the mood, but his laughter sounded forced.

When he tried to interject with his opinions on skincare next, I cut him off. "Jason, we're here for a relaxed dinner, aren't we? Let's keep it that way."

His nod of acknowledgment did nothing to soothe my agitated nerves. The rest of the evening passed in an awkward pretense of a date, our conversation a stilted exchange of pleasantries, each moment more taxing than the previous one.

As the night ended, I bid him goodbye, knowing in my heart that the date was the first and the last. I walked home, the night's cacophony fading into silence, and Jimin's teasing face swam into my mind. A nightmarishly engaging co-worker, a constant pain. But as I recalled our moments together, I wondered if my date had already ruined any chance of seeing him differently. Was I already too late?

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Name: Mark Hudson

Job: Auto-mobile engineer

"I don't really appreciate women doing jobs"

Oh God, did he really just say that?

yes, yes he did

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Name: Luke Thompson

Job: Accountant

"I never understood why anyone would choose career paths in arts, OH I'm not saying it's a bad thing...I just personally don't find it practical"

"I see" I replied, gritting my teeth as I resisted the urge to roll my eyes

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Name: Craige Williams

Job: Dentist

"And then he vomited all over my chair! I guess some people just can't handle dental work"

I looked down at my corn soup...It looks like vomit...

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Name: Kim Seok Jin

Job: Surgeon

"I really don't know how you can stomach all the blood when you do your job" I replied to his medical traumas he shared "Trust me, It wasn't easy for me at first, but you get used to it over time" Jin paused, for a moment "what do you call the most detail-oriented ocean?"

"What?" I looked at Jin, confused "Uhh, not sure " he grinned "The Pacific!" with that, he burst into laughter, his joke wasn't funny but his laugh was infectious and I couldn't help but mirror it.

Finally a nice guy

"You must get all the juiciest gossip from your clients," Jin asked with a playful grin, "Why are you curious?" I replied with a coy smile, "Not really, but it would be interesting to know all the tea besides I bet it won't beat the dramas from the hospital" As the conversation continued, I found myself drawn to Jin's charismatic personality and genuine interest in getting to know me. We shared stories and laughed, finding common ground in our love for helping people.

The night came to an end and I found myself walking back to my apartment with a smile on my face. He wanted to drop me home but I rejected it as his own house was in the opposite direction.

ring ring

I pulled out my phone and saw Jin's name flashing on the screen, "Hello?"

"Did you make it home safely?" Jin's concern for my well-being warmed my heart as I responded, "Yes, I made it home safely. Thank you for asking, Jin. I had a wonderful time tonight."

"No the pleasure's mine, I couldn't say it then I was too caught up thinking I might make you feel awkward but you looked stunning tonight," he confesses hastily, caught off guard by his compliment, I felt a rush of warmth spread through my cheeks."Do you perhaps want to grab dinner again sometime?"

"yes, I would love to"

Guilt

That was the emotion I was feeling when I agreed on the second date, He shouldn't be played like this, he is a nice guy...wait...Jimin wouldn't know if I kissed anyone or not, He wouldn't know anything about my feelings unless I tell him,

I do not have to kiss anyone, I just have to say

"The kiss was amazing"

Jimin squinted his eyes at me as we stood face to face in the green room....his lips slowly curled up "Thank you, Birdy," he replied with a smug grin, as he stepped closer to me and brushed a strand of air behind my ear, his touch felt like an electric spark causing me to jump to the other side "What?? NO, I HAD A DATE LAST NIGHT" panic rose within me "we kissed and it was incredible!"

His grin widened, "I know when you lie Birdy, not working" I froze, my heart pounding, "You are sweating, I see you gulping from time to time, you won't maintain eye contact and your skirt is wrinkled by your clenched fist" My mind raced, trying to come up with a plausible explanation but it was clear that Jimin had figured me out.

knock knock

"Is Y/n here?" Zara came to my rescue "Y-yeah! here!" I waved my hand "OH you have a parcel, Someone sent you roses!!" Bingo.

"AAHAHAHA" I fanned my hand over my mouth as I walked across the room maintaining eye contact with Jimin, I could see his smug expression dropping "Oh my!!! they are perfect!!" I squeal trying to convince Jimin there is someone in my life "Who sent them?!" Zara asked excited,

I did...I ordered them myself

"My date"

Confusion and disappointment clouded Jimin's face, as he realized I was not lying to him after all,

Y/n:01 Jimin:00

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The feeling of euphoria washed over me as I walked away from Jimin, knowing that I had successfully diverted his attention and kept my secret safe.

No boys No problems.

The tea I was sipping never tasted better than it did in the moment of victory as per the deal he will leave me alone and won't pry into my personal life anymo-

"A bouquet of roses, cost: $10, recipient: Kim Y/n ordered by: Kim Y/n"

A sense of dread washed over me as I turned to see Jimin standing behind me, waving a receipt in his hand.

NOOOOOOOO

Y/n:01 Jimin:01

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Jimin's POV

Who the hell did she kiss?? I do remember telling everyone To. NOT. Kiss, OH NO she might have gone on a date with someone else, I hurridly opened the group chat and typed "GUYS EMERGENCY"

Mark: What

Luke: Whats up? Your girl rejected you?

Craige: LOL

Taehyung: EHEHE

Jungkook: oh wow

Jason: Whoa, what's going on?

Jimin: ANYONE OF YOU WENT ON A DATE WITH HER LAST NIGHT?

silence followed

Jason: nope

Mark: Nah

Taehyung: SHE DIDNT EVEN SWIPE RIGHT ON ME

Jungkook: She seenzoned me

Luke: we haven't seen her in days

Craige: I was out of town, so definitely not me.

Jimin's heart sank as he scrolled through the messages, realizing that none of his friends had gone on a date with Y/n.

Luke: What happened?

Jimin: SHE KISSED SOMEONE AND HE SENT ROSES TO HER

Craige: I TOLD YOU NOT A GOOD IDEA

Mark: wow

Jungkook: That's unexpected

Jimin's mind started racing, trying to piece together who Y/n could have gone on a date with.

Taehyung: wait, send me your girl's picture again

Jimin: wait

Taehyung: HEY, SHE IS THE ONE WHO ORDERED FLOWERS THIS MORNING, Roses Right??

Jimin: YES

Taehyung: Girl was outside my shop from 6 am, Can you believe that?!

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks, Well played Birdy

Taehyung: If you check the envelope with the flowers You may find a receipt from the flower shop

It was lunchbreak meaning the green room is empty, My heart was pounding in my chest as I rushed to the green room to confirm Tae's theory, The flowers were lying next to her bag,

There is an envelope with a receipt from the flower shop.

Joy erupted from my lungs, as I twirled across the room THANK YOU, GOD. I walked through the cafeteria, and

Target spotted

Hello there.

to be continued...

chapter 10 || chapter 12

[alightineverydarkness]

Year 2022 AD, or Something Terrible Has Happened to Everyone I Know

Now I am not a young musician from Kyiv, Ukraine. I am not poor, or subcultural, or famous. I am not single or dating, I am not in love or broken-hearted. I don't know what I am. I feel both the strongest, the most focused l've ever been, and the most fucked up inside I've ever been. I am the iPhone military salute emoji: half a head, the half that gets work done.

The war, the proximity of death, cuts off the superficial and shows you what you suspected you always were. You find whether you would do the right thing, or cheat; you see the life you lived and the life you haven't.

Now Europe is not a beacon of hope, but a gigantic bureaucrat octopus: European authorities deal with a genocide in progress in the same unwieldy manner as they do with a bus fare dodger. The collective Western Left is far too knowledgeable about the wants and needs of a person being murdered by fascists, and will happily lecture them on how to die. Shelling a sovereign country daily for a year, deporting its children, executing civilians, seems certainly frowned upon, but generally, «these things happen» — yes, the things that should never happen. And only Ukrainians are wonderful, but being wonderful is hard, hard work.

There has never been a time like this.

Nothing of my life is left. What I wouldn't give to go back to late 2021 and its hardships and joys. But the past is over, there is only now. And there may be a future where I start living again, where, in due time, I figure out what kind of music I have to make and where, maybe, I meet someone who would've waited for me to come back.

I am no longer in any kind of contact with the person I intended to marry in 2022, reasonably considering them the love of my life. Since the beginning of the year, I spent one evening with them in October, and was broken up with within the first hour. It is a loss so large it cannot be processed or grasped, but there she goes; we may never speak again, and all of my ideas about a future are useless now.

I have no reason to believe I will ever get to work on music full-time, or at least in my pre-2022 capacity ever again. The music scene has left me behind: it flourished, and I wasn't there for it, and will I ever be? At nights it seems like the people I used to talk to on Discord are all now famous and I am a soldier in a war that makes few headlines, and l'Il toil away like this until anything I was is extinguished. When I went back for a week and saw the streets of my life, I got lost quickly. And how much of my life has belonged to someone else?

There's this person holding a rifle and it's not me. There's this person sleeping with my fiancée and it's not me. Are there two or me, or zero?

I am so horny I can see through people's clothes.

Someday I will be free, in a room I've never been in, staring at a dead assortment of expensive music gear I ordered on my soldier's salary and don't know how to use. This is the light at the end of this particular tunnel. Not a train station kiss or tear-eyed hug, but nonetheless it is a life to be figured out and lived, as opposed to this. For now, I'll keep ordering whatever music equipment I may need, delivered to my mother's apartment.

I will be discharged before this war ends, and someone else will take my place, and I will not get any of the happy endings I imagined. I am tired. It feels like tonight I could sleep standing up.

There is a little part of me that is being destroyed every day.

But somewhere there's a day when nothing hurts, and a heart that's true, and a truth that is beautiful.

[psychopathsgetbored]

i always have issues with anger. sometimes i can't control it, sometimes i can manage to press it down my head. when i get mad, i don't count to ten or even a hundred just like most people do. i imagine bad things. ugly things. i imagine i hurt someone. when i am mad at someone, i try to kill them in my head. hit them, stab them, shoot them, hurt them, end their lives. when i am mad at some condition i am in, i try to picture my own suicide.

it is actually kinda funny how i always picture how my life will end and most of the time it's because of myself. i can picture myself lying dead on the bathroom floor, blood everywhere from my wrists. i can picture my mom's frightened face and her being hysterical. but i guess she'll still blame it on me for being such a fool.

other times i picture that i got hit by a bus or train. organs everywhere, some are hard to find, even not found. other times, i overdose on sleeping pills or shoot myself in the head. one is perhaps painful, the other is fast--if you shoot on the right target.

it is funny to me how i always manage to think about ending my life. even on harmless events. like after class on the third floor, my friends and i usually just stand there, thinking about where to eat. while they are talking about the place, i usually stare blankly and think about jumping. it is so weird that whenever i'm standing on a high place, i always have the urge to jump. like, there are always these tiny voices telling me to jump. i wonder if someday i'll listen to them and actually do it.

it's also kinda funny whenever i hang out with my friends talking about the future. how will their future be. the person they'll marry, amount of children they'll have. when i don't even think i'll make it past 60. i don't even think i'll make it to 30. on my 21st birthday last may, i couldn't believe myself that i made it past 20. i thought it'd be the end for me but i guess there are still chapters that i haven't read yet

i wonder how my book of life will end. what kind of epilogue will i get. will i get a happy ending after all? will anyone be devastated that the book has ended and it'll be returned to the owner? anyone at all?

am i a good enough person to get all those privileges, though?

[captnbunnie]

It's good to see that there's at least one retelling that does justice to the source! I hope I'll get more free time soon enough so that I can continue whatching it, but I kinda wonder if I would have a better experience if I read fully the Odyssey first haha (so much to do, but so little time TwT) (your analysis always inspire me to read something new, I think I have at least 4 different things I wanna read because you made such brilliant posts! I will someday, just you wait and see!!)

Yeah, I feel like we already said everything about it, and the faults in these retellings always lie on the same problems,,, they say that modernizing it helps the audience to understand the source, but it just seems like they're using history as a way to push personal opinions by making them pass as historical things, and unfortunately history can't defend itself,,,,,, (but it's good to know that there are people like you spreding the real stuff!)

Don't worry about the time! You can take as much as you want and need :] (I mean, look at how late these answers are haha)

(Bahahaha I can understand the feeling, I'm lucky that for now I've not seen much, so I feel like I've still got some patience still, but I'm starting to notice things more and more, so I don't think it's gonna last for long,,,)

YEAH Patroclus' characterisation in Paris is good exactly for that reason!! Of all his appearences in modern media I think that's my favourite one! Kindess definetly doesn't equal to being meek, I mean, in Paris he has a fighter attitude but you can also tell that he is a respectful and kind person by the way he acts, being sorry for having to choose between his friendship with Achilles and Menelaus, being empathetic towards Menelaus' cause and the other greeks when they realise that without Achilles they are pretty much doomed, and when he goes to fight Hector, singing about his fondness for Achilles. So kindness and energy in a character's peronality are not mutually exclusive!!

About Odysseus you're definetly right, unfortunate, because I feel like it's such an interesting combo, being religious but also a very logic person, and I mean, Odysseus makes it work very well! But maybe they portrayed him like that because they also introduced the theme of heart vs brain, but they didn't really execute it in the end, so this aspect of his character is kinda left to itself.

Ok, so, about what I was saying of Andromache and Astianax, since I was relying on my memories of what I studied 3/4 years ago in school, I was in fact remembering wrong, I checked with one of my friends and found out that I was mixing the myth with Racine's tragedy "Andromache" haha. So the story goes that basically Andromache is Phyrrus' slave, as the myth says I belive, and Phyrrus is in love with her, problem is that he's gotta get married with Hermione (Helen and Menelaus' daughter). At first Andromache reject Phyrrus, so he is ready to marry Hermione and give Astianax to the Spartans (since they were worried that he might not marry Hermione, they asked for Astianax in exchange, if I understood well). Because of this, to get Astianax saved, she decides to marry Phyrrus, with the intent of killing herself after, but then Phyrrus gets killed and Hermione kills herself too out of desperation and heartbreak, but I don't know what happens after to Astianax and Andromache, I only remember that they both get killed in the end (and that's where I took that part from the previous post from haha). Sorry I confused sources and tragedies, but at least I cleared this fro my self too haha

I'm sorry that many left your wonderful blog just because of a discrepancy in opinion, but I can see it happening to many people, not strictly over Epic, and it's just really sad how some people treat the internet. Sometimes it's like as if people don't remember how they talk to people in real life and that people on the internet are just like the ones they know, there's such a disrepancy between internet interactions vs irl interactions, suddenly on the internet everyone becomes a moral judge that has never done wrong! And your one "fault" becomes all you're known for! But alas, I shall leave this conversations for another time XD

Yeah, you did answer the first question already on someone else's ask, and about the second one, I would love to ask you to talk about it right now, but I feel like I lack information to make a decent conversation haha so I'll probably ask you some other time, as soon as I've got a better understanding of this guy :)

Hello!!

Since I've seen that you've listened to both Epic and Paris the musical, I was curious to know what are your toughts on them! Did you like how the myths and characters where handled? What do you like best and worst? (If you'd like to share, what's your favourite song/moment in each?)

Thanks :]

My my you really wanna get me have an even bigger target on my back than the one I put already! Hahaha! Ok so be it! Hahaha If this gets waaaaaay too long or too runty forgive me! ^_^

You have noticed from many of my comments and my notifications, memes or jokes. I am not a fan of EPIC. Not at all. I believe I am one of the most disliked people on Tumblr on mythology matters because I so openly speak my dislike against EPIC and being annoying about it! Hahaha! XD The thing I absolutely love about it is of course the guy's passion with the project, the way the music works and all (undoubtedly the guy is a very talented composer and can combine the scene with music and emotions and the tricks he uses with music are great) but the way the plot of Odyssey was twisted beyond recognition and to the point that to me you can literally change the names of the characters to anything else and still have the story he presents with the Musical. Maybe that was his goal but in my head that is not what a retelling or an adaptation is about. A retelling to me is not something that seeks to change literally as much as possible from the plot to fit the modern standards or the fanbase. A retelling is something as the word says that "retells the story" aka adapts the story as loyally as possible and adapts it to the audinece by taking creative liberties that are still generic to the story as it was originally told so that it will fit more to the modern standards or ear.

I believe we have so much twisted the word "retelling" that nowadays "retelling" seems to be equivalent to "let's change the hell out of the story because the original plot is not even THAT important to be salvaged and no modern person would watch it anyways" which in my opinion is not the case at all. Unless of course one writes satire. Then it doesn't matter, as I mentioned to another ask of mine.

I lost interest and was massively disappointed from the end of second saga and the song "Storm". The first two sagas were a masterpiece. The creative liberties were amazing to make sense with the plot and give the characters motivation (for example "I'm just a man" was FANTASTIC! The way the myth from Iliou Persis that gave us only one phrase "Odysseus kills Astyanax by throwing him off the wall" is now transformed into a marvelous emotional dilemma and a painful decision). In this case the creative liberty work WITH the plot and not against it. I didn't mind it as much that they made Polites a fluffy guy for no reason to fit that stereotypical "innocence of the team" plot because Polites is a clean slate character in Odyssey. However after Storm I started seeing your typical "Hollywood film 'adaptation' logic with changing stuff at the plot". I was intrigued at how they decided to give Polyphemus an excuse to kill like the guys enter a cave that is obviously habitable and kill an animal that is obviously domesticated and they do not know someone lives there? In the original it was clear someone lived there which made Odysseus curious to interract with them. I was willing to ignore that because ok creative liberties but then Athena was there!? And she gave Odysseus every opportunity to kill him while Odysseus was just "TOO NICE?!" like since when? Odysseus was all about killing him but he had no guarantee he would plus he needed him to open the cave. And the way he revealed his name in the musical was so rush and almost "out of spite" for Athena not a result of a secclusion in a cave for days and days and then his pride speaking up when Polyphemus called him a coward (which I tried to capture to my fic, not sure if I succeeded but still). So anyways at that point I was sure we wouldn't see the last of it with the changes. Poseidon destroys the ships instead of the Laestrygonians (no surprise there, rarely ever see anyone even mention the Laestrygonians yet alone show their contribution to the Odyssey) but then Circe happened and I just knew that we would have to derail from the original more and more

Circe's role was incredibly diminished for the sakes of making her actions more mellow and pass the message of loyalty and kindness. Circe in the original gives Odysseus valid information for his trip provisions and much more. In Epic not only we do not see the importance of Odysseus selling himself to Circe and we have Circe for some reason seducing him to kill him (removing her humanity from when she got scared that her magic won't work on him, potentially thinking he is some kind of god, begging for her safety to then suggesting her bed as Hermes predicts) I mean she had lions and wolves to her disposal she doesn't need to seduce him to kill him. Then of course Jorge realized that a big chunk of plot is missing and so he made Odysseus find out about Skylla by the sirens?! Like...okay... Even Tiresias gives him almost nothing (in the original he also tells him how to break the curse) Which seems interesting how Odysseus breaks down with "Monster" in Tiresias when he has received an act of kindess before. Wouldn't it be more amazing if he had that breakdown AFTER he paid the price with Circe with his own body? That even kindess has a terrible price? Of course the most iconic scene of the Odyssey after the murder of the suitors and Cyclops, the Sirens were twisted to whatever we had there; Odysseus listening to their song was of massive importance to his natural curiocity and we didn't get that (not to mention how would the sirens spell work on him and have Penelope there if he didn't hear their song in the first place?) and of course the fact that he kills them?! Like...how that even works I have no idea and like in the original people were running for their lives. Didn't even look back. Apparently they had all the time in the world to capture them, they knew apparently exactly how many they were and then they kill them?! Like I won't even say that they used the medieval mermaid instead of the sirens and then they "leave them drown" (how you drown fish people is beyond me! Maybe they are sharks that need to keep moving lol) and of course again that scene seemed to me that it was there only to show that "Odysseus is a monster" which makes no sense Odyssey-wise for many reasons. and then of course again Skylla; Odysseus doesn't gear up to protect his men, he is the one who chooses the sacrifice out of spite etc etc

Many others got sped up like the Helios cattle but ok I guess that is expected up to one point even if it could be handled differently but of course then we have also Zeus being a jerk and again making Odysseus choose? The storm that took the lives of his men was a natural consequence, not some twisted thing to prove how "monstrous" Odysseus is. In fact Odysseus tried till the last moment to sail away and save the lives he could (see my other analysis here) and of course again as many people said on God Games and all how Zeus was twisted yet another time although in Odyssey he had zero reasons to object apart from the natural hubris nemesis sequence. He never called Odysseus "shameful" either. In fact he says he agrees with Athena that calls him the most pious.

I think the massive change that I believe is abused by modern retellings is the whole "monster to man" trope. Odysseus losing his moral compass and "becoming the monster" and the plot around revolving to it. That was never the pont of Odyssey in my opinion. Odysseus never really lost his moral compass it is just his morality was not all pure and lovey in the first place. Was he changed by his experiences to be more ruthless in general? Absolutely but he was never changed to a monster according to Homeric version (because post-homeric versions already treat him as a villain from the get-go)

As for the things I liked about it, I had made a post you can see here:

I do love the harmonies and the music in it and I love the passion and the talents of the people in it. It is just that the whole plot for me is just not it. Also maybe I am also mostly annoyed with how the "fandom logic" has taken over it. Like internet getting swarmed by it. Epic quotes or facts getting literally mixed up or associated with the original or the fact we can no longer speak on the original unless someone brings up Epic the Musical... This annoys me to no ends. Of course I recognize the passion of the fans of the musical. Is just a personal thing to me. I felt the same when people were using Percy Jackson or Miller's books to talk on mythology before. Is the same here.

Of course I need to say this all the above is my PERSONAL OPINION. I have literally NOTHING against people who love the musical and the original equally. I am just NOT one of them. Also i have nothing against the artist either. I just do not agree with his outtake. Still appreciate his hard work. However when I saw the firsttwo sagas I knew this guy KNEW his mythology which is why I feel so disappointed that his later sagas felt like "Hmm...let me use that knowledge I definitely have on Odyssey just to change the hell out of it!" And that had me very sad and lowkey annoyed because I think this guy had some real stuff to create an actual Odyssey adaptation and yet again we had your average hollywood film plot where you barely see any of the plot he ellegedly adapts

Now on Paris the Musical I had answered another ask you can see here

I will not take more space on this already huge and runty post that probably made me more annoying and irritating around Tumblr! XD Generally again has little to nothing to do with Iliad but I loved the music (it was arguably one of the most original choices for music for a musical) and the songs I mention to the ask. Apart from that I am ot ecstatic by it either (arguably stage musicals do not seem to work for me when it comes to the ancient classics to a large degree because of how much the plots need to be overly simplified to fit the time frame) but I am more happy that it din't get blasted out of proportions like Epic was so the plot of it doesn't even need to be pointed out that it is not accurate and all. It is self-evident. The fact that the creator of Epic needed to "warn the fans" on how inaccurate his work is, speaks volumes to me.

I will close this runt now because is already too long. I think both Epic and Paris musicals have little to nothing to do with the things they adapt but Ironically Paris the Musical changed less stuff than Epic in comparison to magnitude. Both are passionate projects with great potential and very good music but plot wise I am not anymore surprised that they do not follow the actual plots or character developments. I am surprised that Epic was more accurate to the character development of Eurylochus than the main protagonist Odysseus! Made me focus more on Eurylochus than Odysseus! Hahaha!

I am glad that the musicals make more people willing to read the originals though. For that I am grateful.

And if I have to pick one song from each musical I would say "Just a Man" and "Business" respectably but of course I like others as well especially from Epic such as "Horse and the Infant", "Will of the gods" and "Storm".

I hope this answers your questions! I will elaborate further on some of the points I make here if you want! ^_^

[slytherin-girly]

Perfect/ A Draco Malfoy x reader one-shot

House: dont matter

Year: 4 yule ball *laughs mischievously* too much? Yeah

Ed Sheeran's song 'Perfect'

I love doing this :)))

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{Draco POV}

 I found a love, for me

Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

Y/n, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life, also my girlfriend, said that she had to do some dress shopping with Granger girl.

So I spent my time looking at the picture album she had made for us.

Y/n had always been kind at heart. She looked past the bad just to find the good. She's a very good person. I always find myself wondering how I found the most perfect girl in the world.

Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

I will not give you up this time

But darling, just kiss me slow

Your heart is all I own

And in your eyes, you're holding mine

"Y/n, you almost ready?" I called out sitting on her bed waiting.

"Almost! One sec!" She said.

"You- look- wow- you- look beautiful Y/n. Stunning."

"Thank you Draco." She said, "Can you help me with this please? It's the necklace you gave me."

I smiled. It was the first necklace I'd ever bought for her when we started dating . It had my initial on it. D. (Like this👇)

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark

With you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass

Listening to our favourite song

When you said you looked a mess

I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it

Darling, you look perfect tonight

We made our way to the ball, with Y/n holding on to my arm. It all felt just right.

"Is my hair messy?" She asked me.

"Darling, your hair is perfect. Just like you."

"Awww thanks Dray." She smiled up at me.

We walked into the ballroom. And coincidentally our song was playing.

"Oh Draco! This is our song!" She said excitedly pulling me our onto the dancefloor.

I smiled to myself.

Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know

She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home

I found a lover, to carry more than just my secrets

To carry love, to carry children of our own

Our song was finally over and I had told Y/n i would go get us some punch.

"Oi Y/n" Pansy said walking up to Y/n.

"Whaddya want now you shithead." Y/n said plainly.

"How dare-!" She starts.

"I really don't care. Amusing if you think I do. Anyway get the fuck outta my face please." Y/n said and Pansy went back to her goons.

Y/n really knew how to stand up for herself. Strong woman there.

I went back with the punch and sat next to her.

"Y'know Y/n I'm really glad I found you. And I can't wait to marry you."

We are still kids, but we're so in love

Fighting against all odds

I know we'll be alright this time

Darling, just hold my hand

Be my girl, I'll be your man

I see my future in your eyes

"We're only kids Dray, what if-"

"Trust me. We maybe just kids but I'll love you the same no matter what age."

"You're the sweetest." She said smiling.

"C'mon I wanna dance with you." She said pulling me out on the dance floor yet again.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark

With you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass

Listening to our favorite song

When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful

I don't deserve this

Darling, you look perfect tonight

We danced the night away with each other. Enjoying each other's company. She was absolutely stunning. A lot of the other guys were staring at her, until I gave them a death glare.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark

With you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass

Listening to our favorite song

I have faith in what I see

Now I know I have met an angel in person

And she looks perfect

I finally found my little ray of sunshine in my life. I don't deserve it I know that.

We walked out of the ball together hand in hand.

"That was a lot of fun!" She said happily.

"It was."

We cuddled in my dorm room for a little while

"What did I do to deserve someone like you Y/n"

"I should be asking you that." She says with a giggle.

"My little angel."

I don't deserve this

You look perfect tonight

"I love you."

"I love you more angel."

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(Pics off of pinterest)

[30-mokke-in-a-trenchcoat]

Q&A, Neige Edition

Messages and questions for Princess Neige

Messages of love

Neige is too cute! (´∀｀)

She's cute! Neige is so cute she's synonymous with cuteness! Please, I'm begging you, let me be her servant…!

Princess Neige was cute. I understand why her attendant felt the way he did, but at the same time, I want to bully her.

AAAH! Neige is too cute!! I want her to be a tsundere to me, too. >< Neige is the one and only most beautiful!

Neige is adorable. Come be my bride.

After getting through all of the endings, Princess Neige was my favorite! Even though she couldn't bring herself to be honest with others, she was cute, kind, and strong - I love her.

Ras and Estelio were wonderful, too, but personally, I love Neige! The way she does her best to face her new sister despite feeling jealous of her really endeared her to me. Her inability to be honest with her feelings is adorable, too.

Neige was adorable from start to finish! And she's a sinful woman, isn't she?!

The princess is so cute!! Go enjoy tea with the twins.

Neige is just too cute, I wish I could be Nocsia.

Neige is seriously adorable…!!

I'm so sorry. I had some serious doubts about her personality at the beginning, but by the time the story was over, I'd come to like her. It must be love, lol.

Honestly, I think that in another 4-5 years, she will be the most beautiful in the country. If she were the most beautiful at her current age, that would mean the entire population are lolicons!

I love the princess!

Neige is cute! I want her to be my little sister.

Get together with one of the two, Princess. Or more importantly, find happiness, everyone!

Keep being your cute self and don't change. I love how you just can't tell people how you feel.

You're so cute, your appearance and clothes and everything…! Try and get along with your big sister!

If you could be more honest, I bet Leo would be even more head-over-heels for you! But you're so cute when you can't say what you mean, I love you!

Neige: Ha ha, it's nice to get so much praise! Estelio doesn't even try to show any respect to me, Nocsia… I'm not sure why, but it makes me uncomfortable when she compliments me… and Ras is too blunt. Anyway, I'll say thanks!

Messages

Thanks for expressing my feelings as I played through Ending 6 -> Ending 4 -> Ending 5 when you yelled at Ras in the "I can't save Ras no matter what I try" option in the hint menu. (lol) Neige: You had a difficult time, too, didn't you…? And you had to go and cause a princess so much trouble! Ras: I-I'm sorry.

(Note: In case it's not clear, Neige's first sentence is directed at the player who sent the message, and the second one at Ras.)

I'm looking forward to a happy ending where Neige ascends to the throne and marries both the twins! Work hard to get everything you want, lol. Neige: L-listen to me, I don't really think of them that way at all!

Let me be one of the princess' maids! Neige: It's not easy to become one of my maids! Leo: I'm sure. Neige: … What exactly do you mean by that?

Get along with your sister! To be honest, I wanted Nocsia to get married… to me! Neige: I can try to get along with her. Nocsia: Oh, really? That would be an honor! Neige: (She looks sincerely happy, for goodness' sake…) Neige: More importantly, Nocsia, it looks like you already have a suitor. Nocsia: Don't be silly, it's clearly a joke.

Neige, you're kind of like me--proud, stubborn, and afraid of other people--and that's why I dislike you somewhat. So please, be more honest with those around you. If you don't fix your bad habits now, someday you'll find yourself unable to turn things around and completely wear yourself out. Though I don't have much room to talk, since I can't do it either. Neige: I think I understand how you feel, more or less. They say that people who are too alike often hate one another, because it's like being confronted with all of your own flaws. It makes you want to run away. I'm not very good at being honest, so sometimes I look at Ras and think that I might want to follow his example a little more.

Neige, give us a smile! Neige: A smile from me will cost you! Ras: But you're so cute. Don't be stingy. Neige: …

Tell us an embarrassing story about Leo. Neige: An embarrassing story… When we were kids, the grand chamberlain would often scold him until he was ready to burst into tears. The chamberlain would tell him to stand up straight, and he'd say, "But I am!" Leo: … Princess Neige frequently blamed me when she wet the bed. Neige: W-w-we aren't talking about me!!!!!

Questions for the princess!

Would you be my friend? Neige: Oh, you want to be friends with me? Heh, I can't say no, then… Ras: You look awfully happy, Princess. You're not satisfied with just me? Neige: Eep! I-I had no idea you were there! It's better to have lots of friends, you know, and you ought to spend more time outside of the library, yourself.

I think you love Leo, Neige, but is it romantic love? Don't try and weasel out of answering, lol. Neige: What?! I-I never even thought about it. Estelio and I in love…? In love… Ras: (The version of her from Ending 6 could probably answer without hesitation…)

List the people you love, romantic and platonic, in order. Neige: My father and mother! It's hard to figure out how to rank anyone after them… Ras: What about Leo? Neige: You're always asking about Leo. If I didn't like him, I wouldn't keep him as my attendant. Ras: Hmm. What about me, then? Neige: … If I didn't like you, I wouldn't call you my friend. Ras: All right!

Your attendant got caught up in the moment and kissed you. Aren't you going to bring it up? Neige: !! T-that's right, he did…. Hey, Leo, what was that about? Leo: … Did I? I can't recall. Neige: ?! Leo: I suppose my memories are hazy due to the poison. Neige: A-are you trying to play dumb?! You're not supposed to lie! Leo: True. Though I admit, I do have the vague impression that it did happen. Ras: Hey, what's this note? "Just be honest and admit that it turned you on when the princess tried to share your fate." Leo: … Ras: D-don't glare at me like that…

Did you give Estelio chocolates for Valentine's Day? Neige: Normally, men give the gifts on Valentine's Day! Ras: So, did Leo give you anything? Neige: … He didn't, so I asked him about it directly. That seemed to jog his memory, and he brought me flowers. Ras: (He just can't be honest, can he…)

What's your favorite flower? Neige: Let's see, I guess balloon flowers? I'm not trying to imply anything, I just have a lot of memories associated with them…! Nocsia: Princess Neige, do you know what balloon flowers mean in flower language? Neige: Of course I do! … Though I don't think he knew back then.

(Note: Balloon flowers signify "eternal love" and "faithfulness.")

[thenaivestatice]

"....She must be so disappointed in me, you know?"

".......She wouldn't. She would be proud of the kind of man you have become. I know it."

"..............."

@asoryuu-week ..................So, I'm late again, huh?

This is my contribution to asoryuu week day 3: family/double date. I'm so sorry, I swear I wanted to post it in time, but my schedule is a waking nightmare right now 😓

I chose the family prompt. And, ok, that said, I think this might need a liiiiiittle bit of context: it's settled a couple of years post canon, and Kazuma has returned from England. He is visiting his mother's grave alongside Ryuunosuke, paying his respects and asking forgiveness for breaking Karuma.

I'll give more of the context and about my personal thoughts of Kazuma's mom under the cut, and I'll also explain something about the grave....

The in-universe context of this piece: Kazuma, he....I got the feeling he wasn't very proud of the person he became, and had a lot of self-worth issues to get through, and all this time he like..... couldn't bear to face his mom??? He felt like he was undeserving of visiting her, and it's now, when he has healed and grown a little bit that he feels that he, at least can finally face her, even though he still feels undeserving. Ryuu is there for emotional support.

The meta context of this piece: I already had an idea about what I wanted to do for this prompt, but originally, I planned that the grave this two would be visiting would be Genshin's, but then, I remembered that Kazuma, when explaining his Tragic Childhood Backstory ™, mentioned that, after learning about the fate of his father, his mother's health declined and she ended passing away, leaving him all alone. And, I seriously thought we would get a little more info about her? And, we didn't. And, I kinda feel that Kazuma would have had a very strong bond with his mom, seeing that they only had each other for a very long time through his childhood(the kind of relationship I personally imagine they would've had is one similar to that of Gregory and Miles Edgeworth). Anyway, I remembered the fact that we, as a fandom, tend to brush aside the character of Kazuma's mother, and I felt like I had to remedy that a little, y' know? So he is visiting his mom. Also, *gasp* spoiler captain obvious alert!: His mom obviously never hated him. The "sword" and the "honor" are the last things in her mind! She is glad her son has grown up, is healthy and is happier than what he has been in years. And that, in turn, makes HER very happy 💖💖💖

And finally, about the grave: if you look, you'll probably notice that 1) there's two names there, and 2) one of them is colored red. About the two names: Japanese graves have monuments with the name of the deceased engraved on them, but when a married person dies before his or her spouse, the name of the spouse is usually also be engraved on the stone, with the letters painted red. After the death and/or the burial of the spouse, the red ink is removed from the stone. This was usually done for financial reasons, as it was cheaper to make a single grave for both spouses in one go instead of making another one later, but was also used a sign that they living spouse is waiting to follow their partner to the grave. It's like saying "Someday, we'll he together again; this, I promise". The name in red is the name of her husband, which is STILL red because, if I remember correctly, his rests were never returned to Japan, so even if he died, (and died first, at that) his name in his wife's grave would still be painted red, seeing as he is not resting beside her yet. I thought it would be a little romantic and a little heartbreaking??? Idk, I just wanted to draw that....

The kanji must look almost unrecognizable in the grave, but here's the name I used for Aso-Mom:

亜双義 紗也香, (Asougi Sayaka). I chose it in reference to THE Asougi's Mom OC created by Tumblr user kelseymichikoart. (Go see their stuff, it's wonderful! And their fics, are simply ✨beautiful ✨ go do yourself a favor and read them if you can.). I chose this variation of the kanji for the name "Sayaka" because I noticed that the last of the pictogram has similarities to the kanji for flower.(I then discovered that it's because, by itself, the kanji "香" means "fragrance", as in "the fragrance if a flower")

And here's the kanji for Genshin's name, in case any of you are curious:

亜双義 玄真 (Asougi Genshin. Fun fact: he shares the same kanji of his first name with his son, "真"(which means, by itself, truth, real). Kazuma's is written "一真",(which means "one/only truth". ) and his father's name is written "玄真'"("玄", which means "mysterious, nebulous, ambiguous". So his name means "false/unreliable truth")for comparison)

It seems as if I'm making "chibi, but angst" my thing now...

[deathnotescenarios]

Wait wait okay I have an idea!!!!!!!!!

Could you do a SFW alphabet with… wait for it…

Yourself :o

Oh wow this is actually... a really good idea! Yeah, doing this rn. I'm gonna make it a tag game just bc it sounds fun if I do that.

SFW ALPHABET: Melody

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Yeah no I'm definitely very affectionate, it's kind of how I survive. I show affection through touch or constantly having to be talking to the person, ex: quality time.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

I had to have my friend answer this; Melody is like a golden retrieer. Super loyal smart and kind but also VICIOUS if someone fucks with us. We are very happy with her :)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

I definitely love cuddles. I can cuddle any way under the sun if it means I get to be near my person.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I definitely do want to settle down someday but for now, I see myself as more of a Hamilton than an Eliza. I excel at both cooking and cleaning aha.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I wouldn't. I'm doing all of these questions while referencing my current partner. So the cold, hard, solid truth is that I would never.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

I'm fine with commitment although since my partner has different views and we haven't discussed this; onto the next question!

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

I feel like my touch is gentle but my love has been described as some sort of wave that comes crashing down onto someone, kind of engulfing them in a sense.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

I love hugs. I hug people all the damn time... I always wonder how I haven't gotten Covid yet.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Lmfao I only say it if I know I mean it. Timing fluctuates.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I'm a very jealous person, but I never, ever EVER act on it unless I am 10000000% not okay with something.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

I don't know what they're like necessarily. I have a tendency to kiss my partners wherever I can, whenever I can. My favorites are the lips and around my neck.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

PLEASE- I'm okay if they're not screaming and throwing tantrums.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

With me? Nah baby I'll see you in the afternoon I hate mornings.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Aha well it depends what mood I'm in. No further elaboration.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

I do it depending on the person and the vibe I get from them. With my current partner, it started very soon and my trust in him is constantly getting stronger. I reveal things when I have to.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

I'm not easily angered at all, although I will give people a casual warning before they really do anger me.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

Well, the way it is now is that I forget things that are said constantly but I also remember everything he tells me about himself. There isn't a thing I've forgotten.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

I have so many. One of them is when we played Roblox together and Ace just... it didn't click.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Lol, I'm definitely protective but I have hard times showing it. I would be subtle about it unless I needed to do different, simply pulling them away and giving a really rude glance back at whatever was bothering them. I like to be protected in any way lol.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

I put way too much effort into EVERYTHING.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Um... I definitely am really really annoying and I tend to blow up my partner's phones a lot. When they don't respond I suddenly think they don't want to talk to or be with me anymore. I also have a habit of being clingy and not wanting to leave.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Meh. I could pretty much care less tbh. Of course if it is for an important event I have to be at my best but if it's for school (ew) I have no reason to try.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Oh god yes. Ever since I met my partner there has just been this piece of me that I feel has been completely taken over and repaired, I can't lose them rn, and possibly ever.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Umm... I'm easy to make blush and/or fluster.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I don't like selfishness. I think being part of a relationship is supporting each other, listening, and sometimes just compromising even if it sounds totally fuckin' stupid. That's my main ick when it comes to even people in general.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

I steal the covers. Plain and simple. And no you cannot tug them back. They're mine.

TAGS: @kirasgettingreckless @cndyr4np0 @grandmarielaylanen and whoever else wants to do it!

[guardianofrivendell]

For the get to know me asks, all questions with a 4 in it. :)

Hello love, so wonderful to see you in my asks 💚 Thank you so much for sending me one, I had a lot of fun with these questions!

Are you ready? Here we go!

4. What is your favorite book?

I don't have an absolute favorite one, but I love to read romantic books that are funny as well like Julia Quinn (have you read 'How to Marry a Marquis'? Brilliant humor) or books that are sure to take me to a whole different world like Tolkien's works or Riordan.

14. Breakfast for dinner or pizza for breakfast?

Definitely breakfast for dinner. I do that regularly actually. I'm vegetarian and the other members of my family are not. So sometimes when they have something like stew or anything I can't eat with them or replace the meat with a vegetarian substitute, I eat oatmeal or cornflakes or anything like that.

24. Do you tend to gravitate more toward using logic or intuition to make decisions?

Mostly intuition. I like to make my decisions fast so I don't overthink them, intuition is what guides me in those moments.

34. Do you scare easily?

Oh yes. I'm the one who screams at every jump scare in movies, I hate horror movies and won't go near haunted houses in theme parks.

40. Do you enjoy cuddling?

Yes please.

41. Do you like valentine’s day?

I like it, but not the whole commercial thing around it. My husband and I got together on valentine's day so we celebrate our anniversary instead of the holiday.

42. Do you enjoy driving and are you a good driver?

I'd like to think I'm a good driver. I like driving, I got my license as soon as I was allowed to and I prefer to drive myself instead of being the passenger. Never been in a car accident when I was driving 🤞

43. What would you be most likely to become famous for?

If I get famous someday, I'd like to think it's because I wrote and published something really funny and clever.

44. Do you have a favorite quote?

Not really. I do have a Dumbledore quote above my bed saying 'for in dreams we enter a world that's entirely our own'

45. Are you a romantic?

Yes. But I'm terrible at it.

46. Do you have any tattoos or want to get one?

I don't have one and I kind of want one but I can't decide what or where.

48. Favorite personality trait about yourself?

My humor. If I get compliments about myself it's that I'm funny so...

Or just me being an introvert. Introverts rock. We're awesome.

49. Sum up your type in three words.

Mister. Dean. O'gorman.

54. Can you do any good impressions?

No impressions but I'm great with accents.

64. What’s an album that you think has no skips on it?

It doesn't exist. I have a Playlist of all my favorite songs and I still skip half of them every time. I'm weird.

74. Do you tend to enjoy being babied or do you prefer to be the one taking care of someone else?

I'm usually the one taking care of others. It's not that I really mind, I'm a mom so it's what I do. But sometimes it's nice to get coffee or tea when you feel tired or just a simple 'I'll take care of it' or 'I got this'

84. Any wild stories passed around in your family?

Actually how me and my husband met. It's still a story that my family brings up once in a while.

94. What’s the best job you’ve had so far?

My current job. I've been doing this for 13 years now and it's very stressful, but very rewarding as well. No two days are the same. If people ask me what I do for a living, I usually tell them that I can't really explain but I love what I do and that's what counts.

Phew. That was a lot 😄

Thank you so, so much love !!