#sorry I guess? that we read the book and don't just delete parts of the story because we find it convenient?

[fromtheseventhhell]

"It's normal for siblings to fight" Okay well it's not normal to be extremely classist and look down on your sister for being non-conforming. Or to go to the woman who ordered the death of your pet to tell her about your father's plans, when he specifically warned you against doing so, because you want to marry the boy you saw attack your sister and her friend (contributing partially to said father's death and your sister being unable to escape on the ship he chartered). Or to think of your sibling as unsatisfactory in comparison to another when you believe her to be dead. I notice that none of the "Sansa and Arya are going to reunite and instantly have no issues" crowd ever acknowledge any of this, which makes it seem like they don't actually believe what they say about their relationship being normal and easily reconciled. People wanting them to have no issues simply because they're siblings is another example of how fandom likes to flatten complex characters and relationships. They get reduced to being bickering siblings when their conflict runs deeper than that. If the author is telling you that they have "deep issues" to work out [X], I don't understand being so adamant about ignoring said issues. I also get the sense it's about ignoring the capacity for a certain character to be flawed, but that isn't going to change the fact that her "slip of the tongue" is very likely to be revealed and a source of further conflict 🤷🏾‍♀️

[avelanlorelay]

About Cardan and his mother

I was re-reading the comments on my fic Deniere Danse and most of them are against Lady Asha, which may be proof that she's just as hated by the fandom in the "parents" category as Madoc and Balekin (Or maybe it's bc of the plot I've created, sorry). So one unanimous question is: why does Cardan still allow her to stay in the brugh?

My pov: From Twk to Tpt we can see that Cardan is not as insensitive as he makes himself out to be, on the contrary, he has a lot of love to give (😭) (a side of him that probably only Nicasia had access to🙄). He's admitted to still liking his mother a little and if we look closely, that despite having a strong personality, Cardan is no longer a hateful person. After losing his entire family, he wouldn't throw out his mother, the second only person left of his blood, for bad things in the past. In Tpt we see how he's very happy with Jude and probably, thinks about the future instead of holding grudges about things from the past.

Okay, Cardan isn't the boy with the heart of stone, but why would he still like Lady Asha? Why didn't he lock her back up in the tower of oblivion like he did with Balekin? First of all it's obvious, she never committed any crime. But although the books say very little about their relationship (a shame because I've always been curious about it), I think there are some clues:

In the prologue to Tqn we see the discovery of Cardan's curse. It's said that Lady Asha doesn't seem to know how to hold a baby, but she hugs he when Eldred seems to be considering parting with the child and holds he tighter when she leaves. Perhaps she was just afraid of not having privileges, but it's the only gesture of affection we see from her.

Still in Tqn, Oriana tells Jude about Cardan's childhood:

"It wasn't as though she didn't dress him in velvets or furs; it's that she left them on until they grew ragged. Nor was it that she didn't feed him the most delectable cuts of meat and cake...."

Now, in Htkoelths, when he meets Aslog in the stables, despite being there because of her (bitch) Cardan thinks that if he called his mother she would beat Aslog up and throw her out. I found this passage strange bc Lady Asha is described as delicate and thin, yet Cardan knows that she would protect him from a much bigger and stronger woman. If he's so sure of this, has Lady Asha defended him before?

And finally, just a guess: when he travels to the mortal world in Tcp's time to save Balekin's mortal slave, Cardan travels on a giant moth owned by Lady Asha. It's said that the creature was personally tamed by her and he still remembers how, so he was probably there when it happened. Which means that perhaps Lady didn't leave him completely abandoned, there were moments that the two of them spent together, when she dressed him, fed him and perhaps took him for walks and played with him.

What does my monologue mean? That if we compare, Cardan seems to have more feelings for Lady Asha than for Eldred, because despite so many bad ones, he has good memories with her too. It's not just a blood bond.

It's sad and unfair, but Cardan has a much more forgiving heart than it seems.

There's probably something else too: guilt. If I'm not mistaken, in Twk's deleted scenes, when Lady Asha meets him to talk about Jude, it's said that Cardan didn't free her because he didn't think he had the power to, after all, Jude was the real High King.

Now, if we stop to think about it, Lady Asha had never committed a crime, (if we don't consider her to be the worst mother in the world), yet she probably spent about ten years trapped in the tower of oblivion, starving and cold, completely alone. Not even Balekin or Madoc suffered so much. Can we feel sorry for her for that? Idk, if you're a good person and can even like Madoc, that's fine, but I think it's well deserved. But not from Cardan's point of view, not least bc from his perspective it was his fault. Now, as High King, the best thing he can do to be fair is to reward her for all that time of suffering. So it's understandable that he lets her live in the palace and have everything she ever wanted.

Jude pov: I think that since she would like her mother to be alive and by her side and Cardan has that opportunity (which I would frankly pass up), she would never take it away from him, even for revenge. And like him, she's too happy to worry about the past and people who aren't worth it.

[alea-says]

H50, season 5, episode 1 thoughts...

Whatttt?

Okay, I have seen this scene before. The boys obviously in some kind of therapy. I just, honestly thought it was part of the whole therapy episode that, I think, comes in a later season.

But apparently I get BOTH!

Danny: We have been together for three years

Steve: Four

The fact that Steve then corrects him down to the day. Yeah, someone's been paying attention.

Also, Steve in that blue button up. Mmmhmmmm.

This is so beautiful I just want to quote it all.

Sir Daniel.

The fact that this is how they're starting the season... it's an obvious recap of who everyone is for new viewers but ... really?? ... could they have made it any more mcdanno??

Steve: we're ohana

Danny: I guess I was just agreeing with him, for the first time

No matter how much they argue they're family.

This poor couple obviously something is gonna go wrong... and it did.

And just in case we haven't been able to tell from his general vibes, one of Danny's intro scenes is now him and baby Joan (I think, based on how short it is). Just so we know he's father material.

(And if it's Joan, interesting that him interacting with Steve's niece is considered important enough for his intro)

Kono and Adam being adorable.

Wait. Was she surfing with her phone on her ankle? I may need me a waterproof case like that that is actually waterproof!

Hey, Steve let someone else fly the helicopter.

Shaw: you must be Detective Williams

Max: I have given her the full heads up

Danny: you gave her the heads up on what?

Steve: it's all true

And now you know there's a drone... go put your vests on.

Steve and Danny teasing Jerry together. And Danny has to slap Steve's thigh while doing so.

I'm sorry, Jerry, but yes, people do still read hard copy books.

Book em Danno.

And Steve's been shot.

Oh, look at that, Danny's just the right height for Steve to put his arm around him and use him as a crutch.

Steve: I can't drive, Danny

Danny: oh really? There's a silver lining in the face of death. Fantastic.

Steve: my leg will heal. Don't get used to it.

Okay, but now we need some cool action for stopping the plane please.

Okay, that drone was cool. Even if I did was some super Seal shanenigans (but I guess Steve's been shot, so...)

But he's up and running anyway...

Go Danny! Nice shooting!

Okay, and that clip ejection and reload was hot.

Yes, Steve does need a loyalty program with every fifth bullet extraction free. Lol.

Also, I note Danny is the one allowed to push his wheelchair.

Max: I just explained to Dr Shaw that Commander McGarrett is the leader of five-0 and that you're his deeply cynical, misanthropic, short-tempered partner.

Max: Dr Shaw agreed with my assessment, however, she did think you were cute.

Steve: hey! *reaches his hand back for a fist-bump with Danny.

(Okay, but does Dr Shaw think Danny is Steve's cop partner or partner partner? Just asking)

Well, now they're setting up a whole bunch of things for the season...

Mention of Danny's brother again... that dude better not threateb Grace.

Okay, I think this is now one of my fav eps despite the fact wasn't as much fan of the drone storyline as some of the others we've had.

Deleted scenes...

Oh, this is a brilliant one of mcdanno arguing...

Danny: where do you get stones big enough to tell that lady that I get to drive my own car?

(Stones Danny? Where are your thoughts?)

Danny: I'd like to drive it when we're together as friends.

(Steve, Danny is inviting you on a friend date where he gets to drive the car, okay)

Oh wow. Catherine found Najib but decided to stay in Afghanistan.

Wow, so Catherine breaks up with Steve in a deleted scene.

(I mean, I'm not mad, cos I do like her as a character just not with Steve, and I like she was honest with him and her reasons for staying there are good)

[two-white-butterflies]

dorothea (part four of five) | h. targaryen

Description: Helaena calls her again and revelations occur. Pairing: helaena targaryen/cam-girl!reader part three

Helaena's eyes were transfixed on her body, dancing through the laptop screen like a temptress. Her body was perfect - smooth and silky. Pure sexual energy exuded from her - permeating through the air and entering Helaena's lungs.

'We could have been so good together,'

The music on her laptop plays while she dances gracefully.

'We could have lived this dance forever.'

The music fades signaling the end of her dance. "You were good," Helaena opens her mouth - making sure to maintain the changes in her voice. "Thanks," she adjusted her mask, sitting down on the floor and keeping the camera down-set.

"Is there anything else you want to do?" she inquires, wanting Helaena to return as a customer. "Nothing much - just talking." she replies, playing with the small keychain on her lap. "I don't know if I'm the first person to ever feel guilty doing this," Helaena chuckles, and Dorothea's posture softens.

"Guilty going to onlyfans and buying a cam-girl?" she teases lightly, trying to understand the other woman's guilt. "I was raised in a Catholic household - even kissing videos are forbidden here," Helaena laughs - keeping her voice low.

"Well there's nothing wrong with what you're doing." Dorothea antagonized, resting her hands on the coffee table. "It's perfectly normal to have urges - even if it's for women." she cooed, a smile finds itself painted on Helaena's lips.

"Hmm, I guess - but it'll take years to get this mindset out." Helaena replies, still playing with the keychain on her lap. "I can help you," Dorothea replies - in a tone that sounded familiar.

Like your voice.

"How will you do that?" she inquires - eyes raised in pique interest. "I'll be very seductive - you'll have no choice but to succumb," she jokes lifting her camera by a few centimeters.

Helaena's eyes trail towards the background.

Freezing as she sees the familiar black and red painting that she made for you.

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(A/N: Painting by Jean Soyer - Small Deep Red Orange Black and Grey Squared Abstract Oil Painting)

There was a crisis at hand. Helaena had her suspicions a few days ago - but now everything began to make sense.

She always wondered how you could afford all those luxury bags. A small groan escapes her mouth, staring at her phone and contemplating on whether or not she should call you. What would she say anyways? 'Hey I accidentally fantasized about you. Please keep the $200 dollars as a token of my apologies.'

Plus, you were still under the impression that she was straight.

"What the fuck am I going to do?" she cursed to herself, running her fingers through her silver locks.

You still on for tomorrow?

She reads the message - and her heart begun to thump furiously. She doesn't reply to Dorothea. She reaches for her phone and begins typing for your number.

Y/N, let's hang out tomorrow ✨

She typed - fiddling with the keychain and waiting for your reply.

sure, were we going? where*

Somewhere nice. It's so boooring here

ok, i'll pick u up after lunch

A sigh of relief exits her mouth - seeing that everything was according to plan. She looks to her side - typing at her laptop.

I'm still on for tomorrow. Possibly 12 or 1?

Oh, sorry I'm booked at that time. Maybe the next day?

Helaena bites the inner corner of her lips. Her assumptions were true - you were Dorothea Mae.

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part four

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[fluffykitteninabox]

Hey... I'm curious about something. How do you and your family treat Greek mythology and superstitions? 👀

Do you believe in them to a degree? If there were Gods and Goddesses, why wasn't it a full religion?

I hope this isn't rude. I'm more than happy to talk about mine.

Don't worry, it's not rude

Sorry, this took so long, it's a surprisingly hard question to answer because I needed to think about how I view Greek mythology vs how the rest of the world sees it and this accidentally turned into a rant 😅

also some of my opinions might be considered controversial but... I don't care! lol I guess the 5 Greek followers I have can unfollow me if they don't like this or whatever 😂

Anyway have some sparkles because this is kind of long oops ✨✨✨

WARNING: me trashing on Americans

The Greek pantheon was like any other religion in ancient times, but it's not really treated like one anymore. The main religion of Greece now is Orthodox Christianity, and the largest religious minorities are Islam and Catholicism. My parents and I are atheists. I'm certain there's still people that practise it, but they would probably be seen as foolish by the general public.

We are taught part of our mythology in school at the age of 8 (unless they changed it idk 😂). It isn't taught like a religion, but more like fairytales.

The way it's taught is very lacking in my opinion. Instead of explaining for example how sexism influenced the creation of these myths and what a giant asshole Zeus was, we are just told Hera was "the jealous type" and that's why she's the antagonist in most of the stories she appears in.

Achilles and Patroclus were definitely gay, but no one ever talks about it. According to our school books, they were just really close friends! In fact, this specific topic is avoided so much that I first heard about it from foreigners on the internet! A lot of people deny this, even saying that "friendship was just different back then, it was deeper"!! I'm sorry sir, I don't think I'd ever ask to be buried with the ashes of my just a friend™ no matter how close we were! Technically speaking there's nothing explicit in the original text, but Aeschylus, Phaedrus, Plato and Alexander the Great all read it as a romantic relationship and the first 3 even had their own headcanons about it, so that's enough for me!

I'm guessing a lot of these depend on what type of teacher each person has, and it's been a long time since I was 8, so teachers might be more open about it now, but if you just read the 3rd year history (mythology) school book this is the content you'll get. I don't think withholding this information is done because it's being taught to kids, it's not a "they're 8, so they wouldn't understand sexism". That would be a silly argument considering our mythology is filled with incest, rape and gore, which our school books very openly mention throughout. They are just trying to avoid it.

From 9 and up, we are taught more actual history than mythology. We focus on real historical figures and events, so most of the less know myths get forgotten. At 13-15 we're taught the Odyssey and the Iliad (by Homer), and Helen (by Euripides). Yes, that is in fact the order that they teach us these 🙃!! Supposedly it goes from easier text to harder text for each year, but I personally think that's stupid because the story is completely backwards now, and we get it translated to modern Greek anyway, so what's the point of telling it backwards???? It's not convenient, it's confusing! Anyway, these are taught in a similar way to literature. We analyse the text and characters and all that.

Ages 16-18, I honestly have deleted most of these from my brain tbh 😂. OK, not exactly, the first and third year are more historical texts and philosophy. The second year we do another play, Antigone (by Sophocles). Actually wait, the first one was about a war and there was a ton of political intrigue in there, and it was super interesting. The third one was more about philosophy.

The plays aren't exactly the same as mythology, it's more like fanfiction about historical figures and gods! I mentioned them because..... I just like them lol

I kind of deviated a lot from what you actually asked me and answered more generally. For me and my parents specifically, religion isn't really something we participate in. My grandma is very religious though. She used to go to church every Sunday before covid. Now she watches it from the TV (there's a specific Christian chanel that broadcasts church service from different parts of the country). I personally hate how brainwashed some people are by Christianity (including my grandma). Thankfully, we haven't reached American levels of religious fanaticism.

Mythology isn't really something that's on our minds often. My grandma didn't go to school, so I doubt she knows much about it. My parents probably learnt some of it. Outside of the school environment, ancient Greek mythology isn't really a topic most people think about (maybe I think about it more than the average Greek person, because I'm an art student and a bit of a history nerd). But even then, I've seen more about Greek mythology from people who treat it like a fandom on the internet and make AUs with their characters and stuff like that. Now, I know I made jokes earlier about fanfiction and headcanons, so this is probably going to sound very hypocritical of me...

However, Homer's poems and other ancient Greek plays are not the same as myths. They're not treated the same. They are theatrical performances based on historical events/figures. I don't care much about people's modern interpretations of these, because they are fictional stories. Now, myths are also fictional, I even compared them to fairytales at the start. But they were still based on ancient people's religious beliefs. People practised it as a religion, they had rituals and traditions, some of which are still done today (though they have changed and evolved over time). The myths were more like the framework for what the Gods represented in their lives. Kind of like how most Christians don't believe the events in the Bible literally happened.

I'm fine with people taking inspiration from a myth and doing a modern retelling as long as they're respectful. I've seen some modern, more feminist retellings of Medusa that I personally really liked. I've even thought of making my own version of Arachne (=spider) but without the religious propaganda and classist undertones.

What I'm not ok with, is people wearing bedsheets to "dress up as Greek"! I'm sure you can probably relate to this because Americans do this with a ton of cultures. If you want to "dress up as Greek", do this:

I'll respect you more!!

(this is obviously a joke, don't do this either, you'll get laughed at. This dude is part of a parody show)

And secondly, I'm not ok with people taking mythology and twisting it into something completely unrecognisable that doesn't even seem like it's from the culture it was based on. Basically, Americans shouldn't be allowed to make movies about other people's cultures!!! Ok, I'm exaggerating, but if you're going to do something based on mythology/religion of some other culture, you need to do proper research and be as respectful as possible.

Good example: Dreamworks-Prince of Egypt, 1998

Even as an atheist who was only taught religion in school, I can tell this is a very respectful adaptation. The team that made this met with religious experts to make sure they got it right.

Bad example: Disney-Hercules, 1997

This is the most American a Greek myth has ever been! It's more like Superman than Heracles. Don't do whatever the fuck Disney did here guys. I'm actually planning on tearing this film apart in a future review, so I'm not going to say anything else right now.

I'm not saying don't make changes. Greek mythology is very "fluid" in a way. Every myth has multiple versions, with minor or major differences between them. Changes are fine, even making a parody is fine. But I think the end result shouldn't just resemble its inspiration on a superficial level. It's not enough to have your characters wear a tunic and sandals and have them say Zeus instead of God every couple of sentences. The important part is why a particular myth exists. What is the original message? What does the story/character represent? That needs to be kept the same, otherwise the adaptation won't be an adaptation anymore. It will be a different story disguised as an adaptation. At that point, you should just make an original story.

Alright last thing and then I'm done talking I swear 😂!

You also asked about superstitions.

Here's a small list:

if you spill coffee it's good luck

if your right palm is itchy, you'll get money, but if your left palm is itchy, you'll give money. The first one is usually interpreted as like: "you'll find coins on the street or win one of those scratch lottery tickets". The second one is like: "a sign that the electricity bill is coming, or you need to pay rent". (my dad believes this one)

if you're born on Saturday, it means you're lucky (I was born on a Tuesday 😔)

evil eye: a curse when someone "glares" at you/has bad intentions. If you have blue eyes you're immune to this, otherwise you can wear an evil eye charm. (this comes from the Middle East, I think. You might know about this, because there's a ton of different countries that believe it. I personally just like the charms)

when you visit a house for the first time, you need to enter with your right foot first for good luck. If you enter with your left, it's like wishing bad luck for the people who live there. This is also done for the first person to visit the house on New Year's Day.

if you enter a place from one door you can't leave from another door, you have to use the same one. (supposedly it ruins your matchmaking if you do that)

if you're talking with someone, and you say something simultaneously, you say "touch red" and then you need to touch something red before you continue speaking. (I remember doing this a lot as a kid)

if you talk about something bad happening hypothetically, you knock on wood or say the phrase "knock on wood", so it doesn't happen

if you get served the last drop of wine, you get bitches 😎!!

There are a lot of traditions that are really old that a lot of people still follow, even if they're not religious or the tradition comes from a different religion. I'll tell you one of my favourites that's relevant right now. Every first of March people in a lot of Balkan countries (Greece, Bulgaria, Albania, North Macedonia and others) wear a bracelet made from intertwined red and white threads. This is worn for the whole month of March, and it is supposed to protect you from getting burnt by the sun. At the end of the month, we take them off and leave them for swallow birds to use in their nests. Swallows are believed to bring spring.

hand reveal lol:

If you read this far, you are a legend.

It's your turn now. How do you and/or your family view Philippine mythology? What about the people in general? And also, do you have any traditions for spring?

[misscammiedawn]

ask on anon bc side blog. sorry advance dont words good okay to delete no understand

hi! saw one of your mr robot posts mention hot carla and the book. love love love red wheelbarrow book wondering if you have any thing to share you like from reading it. puzzle fun and seeing burn not actually burn writing but printing words. love love love that! also how elliot / mastermind / how ever he call himself, write about mr robot. good book

I am sad that I did not get a physical copy of the book we listened to the audiobook narrated by a trans actress playing Hot Carla and reading her red ink inserts as asides. She does a phenomenal job, especially in the parts where her commentary is displaying empathy for Elliot's situation.

But as we did not have a physical copy I was unable to participate in the ARG elements of the book but I have seen scans of the puzzles and I appreciate that the show was kind enough to put solutions to some of the ciphers in episode 11 of season 2.

I adored the little things like how Elliot and Mr Robot's handwriting shifted when Elliot was starting to get into a rant during the FUCK SOCIETY pages.

The thing I liked most about the book was just getting a feel for the little nuances of Elliot's prison life. Leon working at the library and getting to learn more about the shows he watched before reaching Sienfeld or having Elliot react to the news of what Darlene and FSociety are doing while he's incarcerated. I understand the Prince of Thieves moment in Time Square could have been expensive to shoot if it were in the show but I do like the color it added to Darlene's character, particularly during her short time as the leader of a misguided revolutionary group.

I also appreciate how much we got to learn about Magda during the book. She is not really featured that much in the show proper. I am pretty sure the imaginary version of her in Elliot's mind (and in the prison) get more screen time and personality than the actual woman herself. The story with the cat really helps paint Darlene's "Moth to the Flame" moment as well as the previous episode's declaration that being kidnapped was her happiest childhood memory.

If I have one complaint though it's that Hot Carla was effectively used as a tool for Elliot's quest for justice and redemption. The only reason it doesn't ruin the book for me is that I respect the absolute terror that went into Elliot giving her the journal to read and the fact that we are reading it by way of Carla's forgiving him for endangering her.

Elliot was an absolute idiot for what he did but Carla found it in her to forgive him despite how horrible the consequences of his noble intentions were. But that's the show in a nutshell, isn't it? Elliot can't action his way out of his problems and outsource them. Season 2 is too early for him to have learned that lesson, though.

I suppose another complaint is that I did not enjoy how juvenile and vulgar Mr Robot was with his drawing dicks all over the journal. I never viewed him as that immature in the show. He's abrasive and an standoffish arsehole for certain but he is not a teenager...

Well. Except in the "child's idea of an adult" kind of way, but I just don't see him being the dicksdicksdicks guy.

I guess it stands out more when the drawings are detailed by Carla describing them.

Anyway, it's a fantastic addition to the show and though it's not mandatory reading by any stretch, it gives us more Leon and lets us see more of Elliot and Mr Robot's inner workings which is always a win in my book.

[gecko-with-a-greatsword]

saw someone else to this so im plaguing my mutuals with this

free pass to ramble about literally any topic!!! i wanna hear about the things you like

ok I know you said things I like but I'm actually going to take this opportunity to rant about The Lorax (2012) because I have a lot of thoughts about why I hate this movie. Thank you for the ask :)

idk how coherent this will be and this might get long sorry

By the way no judgement to anyone who likes this movie or to the onceler fuckers, these are just my opinions. So to start off, I feel like the lorax story did not lend itself well to the animated kids movie formula. It probably would've been better as some sort of short film or something. And I know Dr Seuss was, like, racist and stuff but the lorax had a pretty good message. And in making the movie I feel like they muddled that message a lot.

So like I said, the story didn't fit the vibe, so to make it work as a kids movie they added an entire other plotline outside of the actual story. They expand upon both the world and the child hearing the story, and I have a problem with both of these. It seems like they were trying to make the town have that whimsical feel that other movies based on Seuss stories have, but personally, I don't think it works for the Lorax. Reading the story you get a sense that the world is desolate and barren. It feels pretty dystopian. In the movie that's only the area where the onceler lives and outside of that is a pretty nice looking town. Sure they have no trees, and are being scammed by some shitty CEO but it's a society with lots of people, who don't seem to feel like anything's wrong. And considering that it's a movie for children, I think the things that make it feel dystopian are too subtle. And you could argue that it was intentionally made to feel like real life, as some sort of commentary or something, but again I think kids won't pick up on that.

Moving on to the kid voiced by zac Efron, (I don't remember his name and I don't really care) I think in the story the kid is meant to be a stand in for anyone, like it doesn't matter who he is because it's meant to be you, reading the story. So making this kid a more fleshed out character was not something I would've done in the first place. Furthermore this kid doesn't even think anything's wrong. He's just motivated by the girl he likes saying she wishes she could see a tree! and that's kind of all he cares about which makes me feel like at that point why isn't she just the main character? (also side it was a weird choice to make her be so much older than him.) Basically I didn't care about any of this, they should have left out the entirety of this outside plot.

Anyway, moving on to the actual important part of the story, we have to talk about the onceler. And I think the main issue with the onceler is that they humanized him too much. Obviously in the picture book you don't really see his face, and reads like much more of a creature. I also believe that there was early concept art of the onceler where he was a lot more creature-y but obviously in the movie he ended up as just a guy. And you could argue that this makes sense because in real life it is humans who are at the root of all the things destroying the environment, but the onceler isn't meant to represent one person, he's meant to represent the companies and corporations. And I don't think the whole tumblr sexyman thing was necessarily their fault because I don't think that was intentional or that they could've forseen that, but it's kind of a testament to the fact that he is too sympathetic a character. And I guess that might be sort of the root of my problems with the movie, that everything feels too personal to be as allegorical as the original story feels. Oh yeah also the deleted song "Biggering" is actually really good and in my opinion would have worked much much better than how bad can i be or whatever. I feel like there's a lot more I could say and i'm probably forgetting a bunch of stuff but I'm kind of losing steam and I've already written a ton so I'll leave it at that I guess. I'm not rereading this lol I hope it's at all comprehensible and if anyone reads this whole thing sorry :P oh and DISCLAIMER I haven't watched this movie in a while or read the story so this was just me talking out my ass if I got something wrong or said anything stupid, whoops 🤷🏽

[vikenticomeshome]

Cyberchase - The Hacker's Most Humiliating Defeat

I wanted to draw attention to what may well be The Hacker's most humiliating defeat. Yes, I am aware that he has gone through his villain decay during the show's long run. However, my go-to example is from way back in the early days, specifically April 14, 2003. This was when they released "Numberless Poddles", an official webcomic made for the pbskids.org website.

The basic plot is that The Hacker stole the numbers off the Poddles of Poddleville. He also stole their record book containing all of their numbers. Finally, he made them forget everything. We learn from the comic that, in Poddle society, the number a Poddle is given dicatates what they are supposed to do. Without their numbers, nobody knows what to do, and Poddle society screeches to a halt. That is a much more dystopic description than we ever got in the show.

This comic is weird. They made the backgrounds using screenshots from Season 1 Episode 7, "The Poddleville Case". This was a tweaked version of the original 1999 pilot, which was known for a wonkier art-syle than what became the final show. Then, they sort of stuck their own drawn images over the backgrounds. Their drawings are in a completely different style, which clashes with the backgrounds. Still, I recommend any fans of the show to read all of the official Cyberchase web comics. They were taken off the site years ago, and the Wayback Machine Archives are missing pieces. However, they have been restored in full as part of Blue Maxima's Flashpoint Archive Project. Anyway, before we get to The Hacker's humiliating defeat, here is one example of the disconnect between the original pilot screenshot and the art. There is a scene in the comic where Motherboard gives instructions to the kids. For the background, they used a screenshot of the pilot where Motherboard gave instructions to the kids. That's about the easiest way they could have assembled a comic panel with Motherboard an the kids. However, Digit is also in this comic. Recall that he wasn't in the original pilot. How did they add him in?

It's like they put a sticker on top of some grainy VHS footage. Would you like to see The Hacker's double chin? No. Too bad.

Yeah, they wanted a shot of The Hacker, Buzz, and delete with The Hacker in this pose. But they didn't like his face, so they drew another face. You can see his iconic chin from the pilot sticking out, though they covered up most of it. The face from the background shot would have worked though, so I'm not sure why they changed it. Oh, and don't mind the Poddle eggs. They aren't part of this story. They're only here because the webcomic uses screenshots from the pilot.

But the main point of this post was to talk about The Hacker's humiliating defeat. Skipping ahead, the kids find the stolen book in the Poddleville Vault on Mount Poddle. I don't know if this is supposed to be the Poddle Power Vault from the show or not.

I'm sorry, I have to include two more bizarre comic panels. Remind me, how big is The Hacker?

The answer is very small.

Okay, okay, the kids have found the Poddleville Record Book, and now they have to get past Hacker. Is there anything nearby that they could use?

This was back in the day, when The Hacker was still physically intimidating. He could easily pick up the kids, and they usually just ran away from him. This was back in the day when Delete had stretchy arms and used them to capture the kids. And yet, in this official web comic, the kids defeat The hacker, Buzz, and Delete with giant "Happy Birthday" hats.

And then they lock him in the vault and leave him to die, I guess.

How long do you think it took him to figure out the vault code?

Okay, I have to include one more wacky image from the web comic. Here we are at the end. Motherboard is on a flat-screen TV on the stage congratulating the kids for stopping The Hacker. Matt even gets to insult The Hacker.

Wait, why is the Poddle known as "Triangle 2" panicking? Didn't the kids just save the day? Let's look at the background after the new drawings have been removed.

Wait, is this the scene from the pilot where the mayor is holding a press conference to talk about the stolen Poddle Eggs?

Yeah, they just took this shot from where the tent is about to collapse and erased the mayor.

[kotlc-deleted-scenes]

Keeper Summer Week #2

Deleted Scene from Exile

This scene used to be part of the aurenflare sequence and was a moment I created to show that something might be wrong with Sophie's abilities. But I realized after I wrote it that it didn't really sell the idea that she was “malfunctioning." If anything, it made her seem even stronger, so I cut it out. And I'd considered including the skill in a later Keeper book, but I decided it was too confusing trying to differentiate it from other things Telepaths could and couldn't do. So I dropped the idea from the series entirely. 

—Shannon

Biana yelped and jumped out of her seat. "Don't do that!" she screamed, flinging a cookie at Fitz's head. 

"Did I miss something?" Sophie asked. 

"Yeah, Biana's afraid of the dark,” Fitz told her. 

"More like my brother loves torturing me with his evil mind games," Biana corrected. 

"Actually, it's a highly developed skill," Fitz explained with a smug grin. "I bet even Sophie can't do it." 

His eyes narrowed and Biana screamed again. Even Keefe jumped though he tried to cover it with a cough. 

Sophie frowned. "I don't get it." 

"You didn't see the giant shadow wolf that just attacked us?" 

Biana asked before screaming again. "There-right there. You really don't see that?" 

She pointed to the fire, but all Sophie saw were the dancing rainbow-colored flames. 

"Okay, you guys are starting to freak me out," Sophie admitted. "What's going on?" 

"He's impelling," Alden explained as he joined them by the fire. "That's what we call it when a Telepath pushes a shadow of a thought into someone else's mind to make them see something that isn't there. It's mostly a novelty—and a bit of a gray area when it comes to the rules of telepathy. But it appears your unique blocking protects you." 

"But that doesn't make any sense," Fitz argued, narrowing his eyes yet again and making everyone except Sophie flinch. "I can transmit to her now-shouldn't I be able to impel?" 

"Impelling reaches a different part of the brain," Alden reminded him. "And your connection to Sophie is limited. You can't even read her thoughts-only make her hear yours." 

Keefe laughed. "Foster loves keeping her sense of mystery." 

Fitz frowned and Biana screamed again, clinging to Alden's arm. 

"Dad-tell him to knock it off!" 

"I think that's enough impelling for one night, son. Though, I wonder..." Alden turned to Sophie. "Would you like to give it a try? 

All you have to do is concentrate on a thought and push it toward us—without opening your mind to ours." 

“I guess," Sophie mumbled, not loving the way everyone was staring at her. 

She felt too frazzled to come up with anything original, so she copied Fitz's idea and imagined a shadow wolf with hackles raised and fangs bared. When she could picture every strand of its bristled fur, she narrowed her eyes and shoved the thought toward her friends. 

"What the—" Keefe shouted, covering his ears as Alden ducked and Biana and Fitz screamed. Sophie cleared the image from her head, and everyone slowly straightened, blinking at her with wide, haunted eyes. 

"Did you open your minds to ours?" Alden asked. 

Sophie shook her head. "Why?" 

"That was no shadow," Keefe mumbled, looking paler than she'd ever seen him. "That was a full-color, twenty-foot monster. I swear I could even smell the dog breath.” 

"Me too," Fitz said quietly. "And I could hear it snarling." 

"It was so real," Biana whispered, hugging her dad and glancing around like she expected the wolf to emerge from the shadows any second. 

"I'm sorry—I didn't mean…" Sophie fumbled for her home crystal. 

"Wait," Alden said as she held her pendant in the firelight. "You don't have to leave-you didn't do anything wrong." 

"I nearly gave you guys a panic attack!" 

"Yeah, you did,” Fitz said, trying to smile but not pulling it off. 

"I almost peed my pants," Keefe added. 

Humiliation burned Sophie's eyes. 

Why did she always mess everything up? 

"Your mind is stronger than we're used to. That's all," Alden assured her. 

"Well, that's still a problem," Sophie replied. 

She didn't know her own strength. 

And if she couldn't understand herself—who could? 

"It's really okay, Sophie," Alden insisted. "Please stay." 

She tried to stand a little taller as she shook her head. "Honestly, I…have a headache now. And I'm sure Edaline's waiting for me. Thank you so much for dinner and the aurenflare. I'll see you guys at the Opening Ceremonies, right?" she asked Fitz, Keefe, and Biana. 

They nodded, and everyone tried to smile as Sophie let the warm light whisk her away. 

But Sophie would never forget the look on their pale faces. Fear. 

Maybe even terror. 

Like she was the monster. 

And Sophie had a horrible feeling that they might be right. 

[hollowslantern]

myyy thoughts on mostly harmless under the cut in case anyone cares. not organized. just thinking while my files download

well fenchurch got deleted from existence which is kind of fucked up for reals and she's just like never mentioned again? like she literally ceases to exist due to spacetime anomaly I don't think that's fair to her.

LOVED ford's silliness did not love his and Arthur's more animositous (not a word) relationship in this book which i guess is partly due to the whole your actions led to my daughter now being in danger thing and i think it's totally reasonable for arthur to lash out at him for that but even before then such as when he gets the parcel we get not-so-subtle hints that arthur straight up doesn't like him wants him out of his life forever etc and I find that unbeautiful and untrue. frowns deeply

random was honestly fucking awesome I have no qualms with her existence hwr personality nothing. highlight of this book. her pain was very real and her relationship with her parents and feeling out of place and lashing out and her fascination with the watch and she took it apart because she wanted to understand it and the perfect synchrony of clockwork compared to herself and she took it apart and she broke it and she was so so sorry and she swore to get it repaired ohhhhhhhh. runs into a wall repeatedly and with violent fervor.

Trillian well i like her im a Trillian fan of course and there was not one but two of her in this book. did not like her absent mother approach to random but well she's only human. glad she's out there living her best life well one of her is and the other one is suffering of a trousers of time situation.

arthur well i think he should be nicer to ford but let's set that aside I've covered it already. I really really liked his single dad to newly discovered teenage daughter turmoil like that was so fucking good to read. and his sandwich artist swag

book suffered from lack of zaphod and marvin. but I liked the part where zaphod passing himself off as human was explained. bird cage freak.

the plot itself was a bit bleak but well who would i be to tell Douglas adams what the tone of his own book should be + i would not say that it was weaker for it it is just that i like em silly. and then the ending well I appreciate the narrative brilliance of the inevitability of it all and arthur thinking he had more time and then having his last safety net burned away from beneath him in a moment he least expected it to right after he assured his daughter that they would be safe and whatnot but I cannot help wishing the book ended more happily like without everyone dying.

I know that there's another book written by the Artemis fowl guy but unless it's real good i don't think im going to read it idk.

[immortalbutterflycos]

My relationship with writing is getting too complicated.

I don't really understand why writing is simultaneously the easiest and most difficult thing for me to do.

I've always been writing. I think that maybe it could have started in elementary school, but if I'm honest I don't have many memories of back then. If I didn't really write in those years, it was probably because I was always reading instead. That much I do remember.

In middle school, it had been an outlet of sorts.

Bullied, depressed, just your average awkward kid I guess. I don't really know what actually inspired me to- wait. okay no. I do remember what inspired me to start writing. There really was a genuine notable moment in my life and that just seems like an insane thing to have forgotten until now.

The entire school was reading this same book at the same time. It was this huge event for a while. There were posters around the school and everything. (The book was 'Schooled' by Gordon Korman)

After we had all completed the book, there was an assembly for the whole school in the Gym that was led by the author himself. This was the very first published author I had ever seen in person and I was enraptured. Because for the first time, the author of a book I actually enjoyed wasn't just a couple of words on the cover, they were a real-life thing. A profession.

The moment Gordon Korman said that he had written his first book when he was in 8th grade, it was like a switch was flipped in my brain. I wanted to be just like him. If he can do it, then why couldn't I?

I truly did start really writing that day.

It was a story about a girl falling in love with a demon after her best friend got kidnapped (or something like that. There was a demon and a best friend named 'Jay'.) and it was written down in a composition book in pink pen. I think I actually still have that now that I think about it... Maybe I should re-read it...

From that day on, I was always writing. No, I never got anything published, but the passion was still there.

I've started to write/plan out a few different stories since then but they've never been completed and to some extent, they've been abandoned completely. (which is actually a big part of the actual point of this post)

Sophomore year of high school, I started writing so much that I actually managed to piss off some of my teachers because of it. Well that and I would just pull out the book I wanted to read instead of the one I was supposed to for class.

Listen, if they were going to force me to reread "The Pearl" by John Steinbeck for the 5th school year in a row, then I wasn't going to comply. I liked the book at first and then they killed it. They beat that dead horse until we were all like, "Hey maybe leave the horse alone??? Just let the poor thing die???"

Other kids got to read Shakespeare and learn about Greek Mythology but I hadn't read a single thing about Greek Mythology until my Senior year. BRIEFLY. I was so mad.

Oh, and Catcher in the Rye. Fuck that book. I read it my Junior year for school and hated it so much that I, the least confrontational person on the planet, got into arguments with my teacher about it. She was also a shit teacher on top of that so idk I think I just had a growing grudge that whole time.

Fucking hell. I don't even know if anyone has even read this far but fuck it. If I wasn't convinced that I had undiagnosed ADHD before writing this post, then I sure as hell am now.

Actually, that's a good segway. I'm going to cling to that.

WRITING IS SIMULTANEOUSLY THE EASIEST AND HARDEST THING TO DO AND I THINK THAT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT.

Sorry, didn't mean to yell. (lmao)

Anyway, back in sophomore year, I started writing fanfiction. That was genuinely the first time I started writing something that I planned to actually be read by another human being other than myself. All of the work I did in high school is on my old Wattpad account. I wish I could delete some of them but honestly, I lost the account info along with the e-mail address I used to create the account so it just gets to live on the internet forever.

But yeah. That was a thing.

I was still doing regular writing on top of that, but I have been hyperfixating on things my whole life, and fandoms and writing go hand in hand.

The whole point of this, WHICH HAS TAKEN TOO DAMN LONG TO GET TO, is that I can write. I can write for hours and hours without wanting to ever stop. I have plans and journals and slips of paper and post-it notes all just filled with writing. Hundreds of Docs.

And not a single completed project.

That is my issue.

I can plan out a cohesive story but actually getting to the writing part is so fucking hard.

This is weird as hell because I've posted full chapters before. On Wattpad in the past and Ao3 since I got into Critical Role. Never finished a story but that's another issue.

Right now, I struggle to even write a full chapter that I'm happy with.

I don't know what it is honestly. but its frustrating to be capable of writing and then to not be able to write.

That's it. That's the post.

If any of you read this far, you get a cookie because goddamn...

[daughter-of-lethe]

Thanks you for explaining your point of view.

However in order to make a good critical thought, the reader should keep an open mind and her/his/they/whoever I didn't include/ opinion, feelings about it aside, judging only the facts, contextualized and not taken as a cause-effect or judged in hindsight without expanding knowledge. The more the analyst is rational and objective the more valuable (and resistant) the results will be.

Opinions, feelings etc will lead the analyst to a failure.

Provided that, action and treatment can be interpreted in many way, what if the author wanted to highlight something that you interpret differently? The thing is that the author is not wrong or hating somebody or a culture (I'm not talking abt SJM, or somebody in particular) for writing that in that way, maybe he/she didn't think about that aspect, didn't even think that could be read in that way. This doesn't necessarly mean that you're wrong or right. You're not the supreme judge of a book in which you were not involved, above all it was not created for you, nor to please you.

Your point of view about art it's so strict and, my opinion, very schematic. I am an artist and art is part of my job, but before it's part of my soul.

I'm a forensic anthropologist (still in training, but I have my experience) part of my job consist in drawing a face from an unknown person's skull, in order to help families to recognise the person, maybe even finding some peace in knowing what happened.

I follow the rules strictly, but I have never allow some external factor to affect me in this! What I do has just one purpose, I do not hide messages in it, neither let opinions affect me, if I do, I'll ruin everything, therefore I won't tolerate what you said about art.

Some authors are wonderful in writing what they hate passing it off for what they love most, the author's style can say a lot about her/him, or nothing, however it's not a impregnable proof. Considering that there are other people who collaborate in the creation of a book.

So you can't be sure of "knowing her from her writing style", you do not know her as a person, so sure that your vision of her corresponds to reality?

Have you ever talked to her? Do you know SJM as a person or just as a writer? Did you let the information about her affect your vison of her? Do you remember that she is human?

In science we'll say this is cognitive bias that makes you delete every single thing that could contradict your reasoning, leading you to believe that your vision is the only one and the only right. (Don't take this as an offense, we are all subject to this bias and they happen more often and we do not even realize this).

The fact that you "can't read her books in good faith..." it's again your personal opinion and not some absolute truth, moreover if you read her books like that your "critical thinking" is already tainted by your not good faith and all the things that you know about her altered your prospective, therefore your critical thinking is compromised. (Another proof are the apologies you want from her, are they born from your point of view about her? There is only one way of reading it? Why she should submit to your absolute truth?)

I see "come and heal safe place" as an excuse to keep talking bad about this, this is poisonous for soul more than the book and the author herself, but if someone feel like it's helping them move to a better place, it's ok. (I guess? Even if you're stuck there)

And I am not sorry to tell you that you can put your time, skills and passion into something constructive and seriously healing for your soul, instead of just wallowing in "Feyre ruined reading for me for moths". We must face what makes us feel bad or we’ll never get out, and I'm afraid to tell you that facing it it's not comfortable or simple, but once you get out, it will be.

However assumptions are erroneous by definition so you can't be sure that I'm pro sjm based only on my content or the tags I use...

Side note: the only one who can know the book like the back of their hand is the one who actually wrote it, the editor and all the ones involved in its creation. Not the audience.

However usually the pros do not need to bend the facts, since they like canon or they agree with what is written in order to fit their claim into the books. Why would they? I like Nesta, I agree with how she pictures her, changing something about her story would be to invalidate my own ideas. Just an example.

I see antis coming up with facts and words that weren't originally written, neither "between the lines"

That's all for me, no animosity intended, no hard feelings, just my explanation.

Another day...

Another day where I pray that some people on ACOTAR fandom (yeah you, I see you antis, I see you) get the ability to read, read with their eyes open, don't bend the events to fit their "opinions" and understand the fundamentals of this amazing series. (I see you hating Nesta, and oh, there you are saying Cassian is an abuser, don't think I didn't notice you, my darling, Rhysand's haters... I see all of you)

Additional: maybe stop hating fictional characters?

Yk, there's already so much hate in this world...

[treasureswordsgirl55]

Nice To Meet You, Baby

Pairing: Steven Grant x Fem!Reader x Marc Spector

Mentions: DID

Warnings ⚠️: Fluff. So fluff. Sexual Tension. The Boys and Reader are friends. First Meeting. Post!Moon Knight.

Author's Note: Hello everybody!

I'm posting this fic again 'cause I'm having troubles with my tumblr account and this fic doesn't appear in my main page So.... Here we go, again.

I'm here again with the fic that my beautiful cat Atlas (She) delete it from my laptop yesterday.

I re-write the best I could (and remember) and this is the result.

The Moon Boys deserves all the love in the universe. (And that "Baby" from Marc was enough for my heart ❤️)

I hope you like this one and thanks for all the reblogs, likes and comments. All of them are always appreciated! 💖💖

For last, welcome to my new followers and readers, enjoy the reading!

XOXO 😘 Noe!

🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹

- Steven?

I hear the sound of running water from the kitchen and as soon as I get closer, I see that Steven is finishing rinsing the dishes we used for dinner.

When we finished dinner, we had a little fight about who should wash them, and as much as I wanted to impose on it, he won the verbal battle claiming that, this time, I was his guest. So I didn't have to do anything.

I watch him for a few seconds, enjoying the familiarity of his movements as well as his home state, where he is more relaxed and natural than usual and I hear him mutter under his breath about self-inflicted silence, self-control, the restraints on his bed and I have no doubt that he is talking to Marc, his other identity.

Steven had changed a lot since I last saw him, and accepting Marc as a vital part of him helped the process along. Although I don't know Marc, I guess he's similar to Steven, because they seem to complement each other very well and that suits him, who no longer seems like the man who seemed to be stalked by the devil to take him to his personal hell.

- Steven? - He turns quickly with the yellow cloth in his hand while he gives me a shy and warm smile - I didn't mean to....

- Sorry, I was talking to Marc.

I nod as I get close enough to lean against the book-strewn table that faces the small kitchen, watching Steven put the rag away in one of the cupboard drawers before turning his attention back to me.

- From the way you murmured, I assumed you didn't want me to listen... Does Marc not want me here?

I joke as Steven walks over to me with a cup of tea and hands it to me as I nod my thanks before taking a sip and keeping from letting out a groan.

English Breakfast before bed is heaven for me.

Steven shakes his head as he leans against the kitchen table, crossing his arms over his chest.

"How come I haven't met her before, Steven? After everything we've been through together, are you hiding things from me now?"

- Quite the contrary - He mutters somewhat distractedly while smiling at something that he only listens to - He really likes the idea that you're here... Just like me.

I nod as I pick up the cup and take another sip of tea, trying to make my action cover the blush that invades my cheeks at his words, but I see that I fail miserably when I see that he laughs.

- You've become more confident.

He walks over to my side with his mug and sits on the free edge of the table, where he pushes aside the books about Area 51 and the secret US projects that rest on it.

- Marc helps - he lets out a sigh and several of his curls fall on his forehead with the movement of his head - He's upset that he didn't know about you before.

He lets out a laugh that echoes around his apartment as he takes a sip of tea from his mug and frowns at it.

- Let me guess... Marc hates tea and you love it.

"Steven... I need to meet her. Someone who knows I hate tea without knowing me is worth it."

- So much notice?

- Too much For a moment you made a face as if you were disgusted by tea - We both smiled and I let myself go for the moment, seeing him relaxed, calm and relaxed, and I approached him, leaving the cup in my place on the table, Enough to corner him against the table and I watch him as if discovering a treasure just by looking at him. He's so beautiful that makes my heart ache and just looking at him made my day better. I am so in love with him that with these moments of mutual company I am satisfied. I take a deep breath and reach up until I rest it on his shoulder and stroke my fingertips down his neck, close to where I can feel his pulse faster - What... what are you doing?

"Let me meet her Steven, it will only be a moment. I won't bite her... unless she wants to, of course"

- Can he hear me? Will I ever be able to meet him?

Steven swallows hard but leans in when my fingers caress his chin and he lets out a sigh through his parted lips. I take a step closer, almost placing myself between his legs and try not to enjoy the closeness between us, but it becomes impossible when those moments seem too intimate to let them pass.

I feel my heart pounding against my chest and my breathing quickens until it's on par with Steven's, his eyes closed for a second and I imagine he's mine, mine to hold, to listen to him complain about Donna, to see it when I wake up in the morning and fall asleep at night, to enjoy it in ways I only imagine in the depths of my consciousness.

"Shit, let me in, Steven. If you don't make a move, I will."

- Yes Yes. He is always there. It's not that he has anything else to do, in fact, the only thing he does is annoy me - He opens his eyes and doesn't move away from my hand, but the flash of his gaze makes it darker and different from his sad look that usually accompanies him.

"Steven… I'll pretend not to hear that last part. Stop diverting your emotions and enjoy the her closeness. Move your hands up her body and caress her like she's doing with us… Tell her to come closer"

- He's listening to you - Steven's voice reaches my ears in the form of a whisper that makes a shiver run through my body while I feel his trembling hands rest on both sides of my waist - He wants you to come closer.

- Co.... Come closer? - Fear invades me for a moment and as if I had a thread attached to my back that pulls me, I take a step back fearing succumbing to Steven's closeness, to the warmth of his body that invites me to snuggle against him, to that scent to mint and shower gel that his body gives off that makes me addictive and the beating of my big love for him that clouds my good judgment for a few moments. I blink trying to clear my thoughts and take another step back, moving away from that line that I know that once I cross I won't be able to go back but one of his hands surrounds my wrist tightly stopping any movement on my part, and I feel his arm go by behind my waist and pins me in place preventing me from moving further away from him.

It takes me a moment to realize that those attitudes are not typical of Steven… Marc pulls me into his arms, leaving me standing completely between his legs and being locked in his arms, unable to pull me away. As soon as I look up from his chest, I meet those brown eyes wrapped in a more serious expression than usual, which sends a kind of chill down my spine, making me feel different, as if he wants our contact.

Or the contact of my body against his.

I raise my head a little since he is standing straighter and seems a few inches taller than Steven, but in his eyes there is not a hint of that insecurity and fun that Steven's eyes conveyed, but his gaze conveys security, confidence and a lot of, a lot of attraction.

I don't have to ask to know it's about Marc, but I still do.

- Marc?

He nods as he tightens his grip around my waist and pulls me even closer to him, to the point where I have to brace my hands against his chest to keep from falling onto him or ending up on his lap.

I close my eyes listening to his deep voice with a clear American accent, very different from Steven's characteristic British accent and I try not to make a fool of myself in our first meeting.

- Nice to meet you, baby.

[softxsuki]

Hey I saw your requests open and that you do emergency requests? Idk if this counts but if it doesn't make you uncomfortable I'd appreciate it.

This is a little hard to write about so please excuse me if its hard to understand. My ex was very toxic and emotionally abusive, manipulative, compulsive liar, petty, violent (he never hurt me on purpose I think but in retrospect I'm not sure). It took me years to get away from him because I was terrified of him. He never cared about my needs and forced me into a lot of sexual things I didn't want but pretended to. I guess it was unwilling consent? I don't want to say rape but maybe? Idk. I lost all my friends and demolished my relationships with my family. They didn't like him from the beginning but I was obstinate and didn't listen. I've kinda repaired the relationship with my parents but I still freak out when thinking of dating someone new. But I'm a hopeless romantic and I really want to find love but I'm afraid. I think I'm ready to start socializing again.

Basically I wanted to request a one-shot or whatever works for you. My comfort character isn't on your list (Iwaizumi) but his bestie is. If I could get an Oikawa x Reader where she is part of the Seijoh 4 friend group who didn't abandon her even though her ex was trash. And now that its been some time Oikawa confesses to her but she's scared to ruin things and he will hate her because there's some stuff she hadn't told them happened. And she tells him (you don't have to describe that you can just skip over it cuz I know its dark and uncomfortable) after he coaxes it out of her that he will still love her. He comforts her and tells her how amazing she is and is totally worth it and not garbage or used or whatever. (I totally feel like used goods not worth even recycling some days). They end up together?

I'm so sorry this was long and I'm about ready to delete it but I've been typing for over half an hour so I might at well submit and if you delete it thats ok.

Oikawa With Reader Who Has A Toxic Ex-Relationship

Pairings: Oikawa x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of manipulation, verbal/physical/sexual abuse, toxic relationships with an ex (lemme know if I missed anything)

Genre: Angst to fluff(ish), comfort, Friends to Lovers AU

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: In which time as passed since your toxic relationship with your ex ended and your friend, Oikawa suddenly confesses to you. (Horrible summary. Are we surprised? Probably not :3)

[A/N: Hello anon! I'm glad you felt comfortable coming to me with your urgent request. I never turn down urgent requests/any request in general, unless I don't know enough about the requested topic, which could have me writing inaccurate information or portrayals which could offend someone, and I don't want to do that. Toxic exes are something I've frequently read about in books and heard about from friends and acquaintances, so I felt like I could write this for you. (Lemme be honest here, I've never been in a relationship, but 90% of my content is about a romance with someone so...JNEKANF I can get creative ig). I'm so sorry to hear about what you went through with your toxic ex. No one should ever have to experience something like that when they were getting into a relationship where they thought they'd be loved. Thankfully not all men are like that; there are plenty of good men out there who would treat you like a queen, which you deserve! I hope you get to live out your romantic fantasies one day with someone who will treat you like the queen that you are. I hope I did your request justice ;-; and hopefully it provides you with some comfort. Also sorry about not writing for Iwaizumi. I do plan on writing for him eventually one day! I'm just still stuck on season 2 of Haikyuu!! so I don't know that much about him yet. Oikawa was one of the characters that stuck out to me and they even gave a little info about his past, so I feel like I understand him better as a character. Once I learn more about Iwaizumi though, I will definitely add him as a character I write for :) sorry about that, but hopefully Oikawa pulls through and comforts you in this oneshot. Enjoy <3]

“Hey Y/N, wait up!” you hear a voice yell out behind you.

You stop in your tracks and turn around to see one of your friends, Oikawa, running towards you.

“Tooru?” you question with the tilt of your head, “What are you doing here?”

He came to a stop in front of you, out of breath from running, “I just got out of practice, the guys said they had to go, but I saw you pass by so I thought I’d call out for you. You walk pretty fast though. Did you know that?”

You shrug your shoulders, “Now I do.”

He throws a hand onto your head and the two of you begin to walk side by side.

“So what’s up? I’m just heading home and you don’t live this way so…” you trail off.

“Don’t worry about it, let’s just keep walking for a second,” he replies absentmindedly, one hand still on your head as the other was stuffed in his pocket.

You don’t question it though. Oikawa was the type to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. You figured he’d eventually part from you and go his own way when he was nearing his own destination, but that didn’t happen.

Your walk with him was uncharacteristically silent, only the sound of your shoes meeting the pavement could be heard. You look over at your friend and notice the empty expression on his face as his mind travels elsewhere; his mouth set in a line as he looks up at the sky.

“Okay well I’m home. I’ll see you around?”

“Huh? No, wait!” he grabs your wrist gently to keep you from moving away from him, pausing your movement.

He drops your wrist as quickly as he held it and takes a step back, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Tooru, what is it?” you ask, confused as to why he was acting off.

“Look, the thing is, I talked to Iwa-Chan about this and the other guys as well, and they all said I should just go for it, but I know your past and I don’t want to rush things or anything, but…” he averts his eyes from yours, taking in a deep breath before speaking again. “I like you. Actually at this point it’s beyond liking you…I love you Y/N. I can’t remember the moment it happened, but it just did. It hit me fast and I couldn’t stop it from progressing this far.”

You take a step back, your heart racing not only from the shock of having him confess to you so suddenly, but also from fear. Fear of being loved again. Fear of loving someone again. It was apparent that Oikawa was handsome; the tons of fangirls he had chasing after him was proof enough. Though you had a bad past with your relationship with your toxic ex, you knew Oikawa was nothing like him. In fact Seijoh 4 had stuck by your side when your other friends all left you when you were together with your ex.

“Tooru…” you say in a wary tone, “You know I-”

“I know. I know you don’t have the greatest history with men because of your scumbag of an ex. You don’t have to answer me now anyway, I just wanted to get it out in the open because it’s been hanging over me for a while now. I’ll wait for as long as you need though,” he smiles cheerfully at you.

“It’s not that. I- I think you’re handsome and you’re an amazing friend, no doubt you’d make a great boyfriend as well,” you swallow hard, getting ready to say something you had been ashamed of since you ended things with your ex, “I didn’t tell you or the rest of the guys everything that happened during the time I was together with my ex. I’m sure if you knew the truth, you’d take back your declaration of love for me.”

And it was true. Oikawa didn’t know the real ugliness of your previous relationship. He didn’t know the full extent of the toxicity that came with your ex. The manipulation, the verbal and physical abuse, not even the absolute fear you had for your ex that prolonged your relationship with him because you couldn’t build the courage to end things, in fear that he’d hurt you or do something even worse to you. He didn’t know anything. All he knew was that your ex was a piece of garbage and didn’t treat you the way a man should treat a woman.

“Please don’t cry,” you hear Oikawa say, bringing you back from your thoughts as you suddenly feel his hands cup your face.

“Huh?”

You reach up and wipe your eyes and sure enough, your fingers are wet with your tears. Tears you hadn’t even realized were falling as you thought about your past with your ex.

“Nothing you say could ever make me think any differently of you,” his fingers replace yours in wiping your tears away softly with the utmost of care, “I’m sure there were things you wanted to keep to yourself, but if it’s eating away at you like this and preventing you from moving forward, possibly with me, then I wouldn’t mind hearing it. I promise I’ll still be here, feelings unchanged for you until the end. Don’t feel pressured to tell me though, I don’t want to force you if you’re not comfortable.”

His hands mov from your face down to your hands where he reaches forward and intertwines his fingers with yours, trying to show you his love in a way that wouldn’t have you running for the hills.

You thought about it for a while, enjoying the warmth his hand transferred to your own. You were a hopeless romantic; a sucker for cheesy pick-up lines and acts of chivalry that most women would probably gag at. You had desired a relationship where the man you were with would love you–actually love you. But that small voice inside you was against the idea completely. Putting horrible thoughts that a new relationship with a man could end up just like your last one. Oikawa was different though, you knew that. You could see the patience he had as he waited for you to decide what you wanted to do, love seeping from his eyes at you. You wanted that. You wanted to feel his love for you.

“Okay,” you finally say after going through the pros and cons of telling him the dark secrets of your ex that you kept hidden away, “I’ll tell you.”

He nods understandingly and you both take a seat on the steps outside your house as you prepare to share with him what went down behind closed doors that you couldn’t tell him at the time. You wanted to trust him and tell him so that if he stuck around till the end and still cared for you, then maybe you could both move forward together. Maybe you could feel a love that you felt you didn’t deserve. Maybe.

So you told him everything. Every tiny, ugly detail–you let it all out. And he listened patiently to every word. Whenever you’d stumble over your words or pause to collect yourself, he’d pat you on the back and tell you it’s okay. Whenever you’d shed a tear from reliving those traumatic, painful memories, he’d wipe them away for you and tell you that you could stop if you wanted, but you couldn’t. It was your chance to finally be free from the weight of your past that you were holding onto. Oikawa was a new ray of hope that appeared in your life; he was your chance to start new.

When you finish telling him everything, you look down at the ground, feeling ashamed of your past. There was no way he would accept you after hearing everything. You felt like you weren’t worthy of his love anymore.

“Hey,” he says softly, leaning down a little so he could see your face, but you turn away from him, scared that he’d leave you and you’d lose not only his friendship, but the new opportunity to become something more with him.

“I know exactly what’s going through your mind right now and I want to make it clear that you’re wrong. I still love you.”

“Really?”

Those four words had your heartbeat echoing in your ears. The hope inside you that was beginning to die out was set ablaze and you finally looked up at him. He gave you a smile and reached for your hand again.

“Mhm, really,” he smiles at you, “I don’t blame you for anything that happened, so you shouldn’t either. I understand why you felt scared of your ex and why you felt like you couldn’t leave him. Frankly, I’m just upset at him even more than I already was. I can’t understand how a man can treat the woman he’s supposed to love like that. It’s disgusting. You’re an amazing, strong woman for making it through that. I’m proud of you for making it this far and I know there are so many wonderful things waiting for you in the future. You deserve every great thing headed your way, so don’t hold yourself back.”

“Thank you. I really needed to hear that. I can’t put into words how relieved I am and thankful I am for having you here, listening to me and understanding me without judgment. I’m sorry that I kept it from you for so long.”

“It’s okay. I don’t blame you for keeping it to yourself, but I’m glad you shared it with me. I feel like I just got a little closer to you, emotionally,” he squeezes your hand.

You scoot closer to him, feeling your heart hammer in your chest, but the fear that was once there is gone. You could only feel excitement and anticipation for what was to come.

“I think I’d like to give this a chance. I know you wouldn’t treat me like my ex did and I’d love to see where this could take us,” you mumble bashfully.

“Really?” He beams, looking at you like a child on Christmas morning, eyes wide with a huge smile plastered on his face.

“Yeah,” you smile at him, “But could we take things slow? If that’s okay with you?”

“Of course! Yes! A million times yes! We can take it at your pace, however slow you want to take this. Whatever you’re comfortable with.”

“Thank you,” you say, this time you’re the one squeezing his hand.

“I love you.”

There it was. The words that made you feel good inside, yet still made you wince slightly at the possibilities of where they would take you both moving forward. But you weren't scared, not with Oikawa.

“Thank you for loving me,” you whisper, leaning your head on his shoulder.

It was all you could muster as a response to his love, but you knew one day you’d both be exchanging those beautiful words to one another.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted 12/24/2021

[word-addict-lisette]

Dear Lisette,

I am back in you inbox, yay! How was your day? How's life? How's school?

I am really mad because we had this piece of work and it was like "pen down your idea on this statement, 'i can do whatever i want on the internet as long as i don't get caught' and i put down my thoughts which were 'this statement is true, i stand by it and you can do whatever you like as long as you don't get caught and don't own up' and then people were like throwing shade at me and i looked at it. I have 5 comments.

My teachers tried to delete it, my classmates literally lectured me and then she read it out loud and the whole class went looking for that one note i made. In the comments, people are spelling my name in caps. It was my opinion, and oh, look all of them are basically hypocrites. Let me just say, these people make me uncomfortable, they don't talk about exactly nice things or approriate things and they are all commenting ( without names too may i add) like "KAT, THAT'S NOT HOW THINGS WORK!" but with my real name and just arghhh.

Also if my teachers wanted me to say, "no, that isn't the right thing to do," or any other answer that the others provided them with, they shouldn't have asked for my opinion. They should have just forced us all to just type the same thing. The other people all wrote like, "no, its unethical and bad" or "False, no, its bad" and stuff like that, filmsy evidence and elaboration. I HAVE MORALS, i am just saying the truth. I feel like the victim of a hate crime. People don't like me enough already, i am a very intresting person, uh, yeah, we are gonna stop there.

Enjoy the rant i guess? I don't know? I am sorry for loading on you but there's a little extra rant so uh, yeah. im just gonna take this out, one sec.

Ok, so uh my teacher was like, next week, we are making pancakes. Fluffy pancakes. It was changed to pancakes without eggs? and now we have to make it ourselves, at home. Where do i get flour? What do i do with the extra flour? I don't know how to cook at all, my partner who has been extremely controlling and like kinda driving me insane, ( ahem i did the whole coursework) also she uses my friend's name for everything? Like, bestie i was literally helping out and you went all, "Oh you don't want (friend's name) to see you burnt right?". Obviously i don't but if i burnt down my house, she wouldn't be surprised. I BURNT MYSELF LAST YEAR, SHE SAW ME BURN MYSELF. Well, my friend burnt me and then the week after that, she burnt herself.

This happens a lot. Also, the very common questions and statements of, "Are you straight?" , "aren't you and (friend's name) dating?", "you guys would make such a cute couple" , " aren't you bi?" and "i thought the two of you were dating," there is nothing wrong with being bi but i am not attracted to her like that. So, they use her for leverage over me to get me to do what they want and also think im dating her? If we were dating, we would both be homeless. I like my house. This doesn't only happen with her. I once got shipped with my brother. I hugged him and some guy was like, "oh you guys like each other," that was awkward. Can i just add, a lot of people like majority of that community know we are siblings.

I also get shipped with his best friend, thanks to a rumor my brother made up. So, sometimes, i would get like comments like, "oh, you like him" or "(brother's name) told me that you and (brother's best friend) are dating," we are not dating. WE ARE JUST REALLY GOOD FRIENDS. I LIKE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. LEAVE ME ALONE. Also, everytime i have a picture of a guy on my phone or something my cousin just has to tell my brother. THEY ARE STREAMERS. ONE IS OF V FROM BTS SO I CAN TRAMATISE MY FRIEND.

Everytime i cry, someone comes in my room. It is so annoying. LEAVE ME ALONE, I WANT TO CRY. This is why i started reading sad books, listening to sad songs, watching sad movies so i have a reason to cry. There was this once, i wasnt selected to be part of my choir's competition and i was sad about it because i didn't feel good enough. THEY SAID I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH. So, i cried but it wasn't enough so i read the saddest book i could find so i had a reason to cry but by that time, my feelings were gone. This is why i get breakdowns when im overwhelmed because of all this. You know how old i am. I have to deal with this and the pressure of always wanting to be perfect. What else can i do? I am not pretty or smart or talented or have friends, i have like 6 friends and nobody ever keeps me company. So, i focus on being perfect. 100%, i deal with not having any attention because my parents didn't pay me any attention just because i was "independent" or something?

Did i mention, i babysit all my siblings? I am the second child. I baby-sit my older brother. I am sleep-deprived because i can't sleep well at night and i constantly worry about everything and i have to take care of all my friends and it is so exhausting. Yet, i can not cry.

Thanks for staying with me through whatever that was. Uh, yeah, i took the quiz and got chaotic academia. That is my aesthetic. I really want one of those fancy skirts they wear like on pintrest and stuff? Like you know what i mean? The academia skirt? Yeah, i don't have one yet.

Question of the day, what is your dream profession or you could answer my other question which is what would you want to look like? Or you could answer both?

Ok, thank you again. i am gonna go study. Love and hugs and just literal joy sent your way!

- Kat, the ultimate dino mom of Leo, Billy Bob, Jessica, Sophie, Jackson, Sarah, Lily, the Micheals and all her other kids. (Jessica, Sophie and Jackson are mailboxes and Lily is a computer, Micheal is my screwdriver and laptop pencil, there are two micheals.)

Dear Kat,

It's really good to see you in my inbox. I'm sorry for replying late, but exams really had occupied my schedule today and I got my Saturday exam tomorrow. This week is going to be stressful and today's day has been pathetic. I had nothing to do except study and write exams. I feel like I haven't really been social recently and That I'm losing touch with people that I used to be close with and basically I'm letting overthinking take over my mind.

That is so sick. Why is someone's genuine opinion bothering them so much? I totally wouldn't be able to tolerate that. They ought to understand that there is a fine line between a fact and an opinion, and what you stated was just an OPINION. they have no right whatsoever to come at you like that. I totally agree... the teachers ought to have not asked for your opinion if all they desired was a particularly specific answer which opposed the statement. one of the reasons I hate the schooling system has to be THIS. people who are putting comments like that ought to realize that what you stated is exactly what they do in real life. They just want to be seen as the good kid here. At least you have the guts enough to speak the truth.

Miss! You don't have to worry about ranting out to me. You can rant to me for days and I'd still listen. Just go on ranting nobody is stopping you.

Ahhh! I've had that happen to me. I really understand how tough that can be. I really really hate being shipped with someone who I am just platonically friends with like you've got no valid proof to believe that we are romantically involved with each other. I've burnt myself plenty of times too. It's not a pleasant experience. Plus I also hate having controlling partners. Cause all they do is boss you around while they are barely doing a thing. It sucks.

Why? Just why? Why does it even matter to them? Who you date and what your sexuality is, is none of their business. I have no idea why people concern themselves with topics that really don't involve them. It's like people are just ready to make gossip out of anything. A person can't have a bestie without not liking them? I don't get what's so difficult to understand about that. I hate it when I'm casually talking to a guy and people start shipping us and start spreading rumors of us being in a romantic relationship. Another thing they do is, if a person likes me, they automatically assume that I like him back when I've barely even ever spoken to that guy. And yes! I like fictional characters! Don't even assume I like any of you fools cause You idiots bully me and ship me with total crackheads... And my standards are good enough for me to not include you guys in my list of *appropriate candidates* which consists of non-existent people.

Similarly, the moment I'm chatting with some guy, or like have a pic with someone on my mobile phone people just assume that fact that I'm crushing on him. Like no! I don't. We are friends... the others are celebrities, Why can't you understand that? I can't imagine how thick their skull must be considering they can't let a small statement like that sink in.

The crying thingy... I feel personally attacked. Nobody lets me do anything in peace, let alone crying. I literally use the washroom in my room and even my sister comes in there just banging on the door asking me to get the heck out of there and go somewhere else, like can't she use the other two washrooms or what? I like listening to sad stuff and reading angst cause somehow or the other it calms me down... it makes me feel at peace cause I know I'm not the only one who feels like crying. I've got a lot of friends, nobody remembers my birthday, I remember all of theirs'. They don't even text me, It's always me who takes the first step. All my friends just want me by their side cause I'm a smartass they want to show off as a trophy and cause I've got much better sarcasm than them. They just want to benefit from me. That's all. GOD, I'm not pretty at all. I look like a random idiot all the time. I look pathetic. And I lack talent... And you! I warned you, miss! You are pretty, beautiful, talented, smart, friendly, caring, kind and THE BEST!!!

I've never been given attention. Never ever. My sister has always stolen the spotlight. And I hate it. Not even my friends acknowledge me, my parents just ehhhhh. No matter how good I score, No matter how good I behave, No matter what. I'm just never good enough. My parents think of me as a rebellious kid. And I don't know what to do about that. All I've ever done is listen to them. My parents never allowed me to go out and play with my friends when I was a kid, they never let me go on overnight trips, and they barely let me spend time with the few friends I have. They never let me go to outings my school friends planned. Despite that, I never complained. I never had good friends because of that, yet I never complained. A lot of kids my age roam around in shopping malls by themselves, have sleepovers, spend money, roam around with tons of makeup on their faces, are in relationships, and even get into illegal shit. I've never done anything Like that. And yet... I'm never the good kid. I'm still the rebel.

I've got to take care of my sister almost every day. Get her to study, study myself, take care of myself while tolerating my grandmother. I really don't like my grandma, she s very fussy and just keeps yelling around the house the moment my dad and mom leave the house. I've got sensory overload because of her voice. And now I sit and have an anxiety attack almost every time she speaks. I've always got to strive for perfection as well. And I too can't sleep well at night just cause all the worries of the world, keep weighing me down.

Chaotic academia sounds good. It's the same aesthetic my sister got when I asked her to take the test! And oooh! Me too! I love those skirts and outfits they show on Pinterest. I'd love to have them someday.

My dream profession has to be that of a writer. Or perhaps even running a library. just something cozy. Ohh! I'd love to have brown hair, and I'd want to be tall just a little shorter than What I am right now. I just reached my father's height yesterday. And more or less, I'd like the rest to stay just as it is. and perhaps a lighter shade of skin tone. What about you though?

My question for you! If you were to be stranded on a beach island for a week. Who would you bring with you and how would you spend your time there. You can include whatever elements of nature you want to include like forests, lakes, and all.

Sending love, warmth, hugs, and whatever I have to spare that you would like to you!!!!

-Love from Lisette

P.S. That's an interesting family you've got, right there!

[kelltheowlenby]

Luz IS a chosen one and here’s why

Omg I deleted this the first time and have to start over from a super rough draft cuz I spelled chosen wrong in the image and I’m not even gunna fix it now cuz I’m bitter.

OK ok so I feel like I've seen most of this information theorized about individually but with wing it like witches I feel like a connected some dots and my brain's going to explode. So in this essay I will be telling you why Luz is a chosen one, who chose her, and why.

This theory contains some spoilers for wing it like witches, and potentially the show going forward.

So lets start with the theory and then we can go back and review the evidence.

Luz is a chosen one, she was chosen by the writer of the Azura books. This person wrote the Azura books to influence her and created Clone Lus so she can stay on the boiling isles. Her goal is to take down the emperors coven. 

Now let me tell you why.

First, how do we know Luz has a clone?

Well we don't for sure, but the fact that when we are introduced to Gus's clone for the first time the show makes a point to show the clone misbehaving and having a personal identity outside of Gus makes me believe a clone developing it's own personality is something that will happen in the show. Now if Lus does have a clone that went to camp that means someone knew she was coming to the boiling isles. This was planned ahead of time. Owlbert is the one who leads Luz through the door, and it seems extremely intentional. This means it is someone who has a strong bond with Owlbert , which obviously leads to Eda, but I don't think it's her. Eda is genuinely surprised and confused by Luz, so that means it's someone who has a connection to Eda. Someone  Owlbert trusts and is willing to work for. Hmmm put a pin in that.

Now second, what evidence do we have that Luz is chosen and this was a long term scheme, not just a last minute decision?

The Azura books. With Wing it like witches I personally think it's impossible to ignore the blatant parallels between Luz, Amity, and the Azura books. I believe they were written and released in both dimensions to lead these girls in the right direction. They have had a ton of impact on both their lives and their relationship. Without these books they would not trust each other, and honestly would have missed out on a lot of character growth outside their relationship with each other. Luz wouldn't even have chosen to stay in the boiling isles if it wasn't for the cover art of an Azura book.

Not only that, but it’s pointed out MORE THAN ONCE that it’s strange that they have both read/watched Azura content. In the library Luz is surprised they are released on the boiling isles (letting us know this isn’t normal/expected) and amity is surprised in wlw that Luz has seen the same azura movie as her. I don’t believe this is a coincidence, the writers want us to be curious.

Third. Why Luz? What's so special about this human girl, and why would she be chosen for anything special?

Luz impacts everyone she meets, and the people she meets are important. She was intentionally matched with Eda, and not only has it softened Eda's heart but Luz gives her something to live for, to fight for. Twice in the first episode Eda seems willing to give in to capture only to change her mind when she realizes Luz is in danger. That's before she even knows Luz, what would she do for her now that she's her kid? Topple an entire oppressive government perhaps? Eda is a rebel but she’s not a revolutionary. She see’s the flaws with the system the way it is but she doesn’t have anything to push her to change it. Luz could be the key to that.

Now Amity, she freaking adores Luz, and that connection is only going to get stronger. The Azura books are pushing that connection hard. They WANT Amity to care about Luz. Why? Because Amity is connected to the emperors coven. She's a powerful witch well on her way to joining, and maybe eventually leading the emperors coven. Her mentor is the coven's leader and Amity likely has influence over her. Amity is intended to be the inside influence, or a spy, or something along those lines. Swaying her perspective can sway the power balance of the entire emperors coven if cards are played right.

And another reason Luz is chosen? She's powerful as HELL. Keep in mind she's only been learning magic for a FEW WEEKS, she only knows FIVE spells, and look what she's already accomplished. She has brought a house to life with her friends, and amplified Amity's magic enough to make a MASSIVE abomination. Theories are going around about that having to do with friendship or love or heart rates, but what if it's Luz? What if it's her connection to the island? Once she knows how to do a spell she doesn't struggle to cast it. If she has the glyph right she can cast it as big or small or as powerful as she likes regardless of the size of the glyph. She turns Grom into a massive tree with a glyph the size of a playing card. She is never tired after casting spells, she never runs out of magic, her form of magic combats creatures who can literally eat magic for dinner. Luz is no joke, she's a beast, and within weeks she's casting at levels on par with top students and graduated witches.

Now the final question. Who chose Luz?

The easy answer is Eda, because Owlbert is hers, but I don't think that's right. She seems too surprised by Luz and confused by her behaviors. She’s also too willing to let Luz leave. Emperor Belos is a decent guess too because we know he's trying to get to Eda, but why would he provide her with a powerful apprentice before he can even capture her? So I'm going to throw him out the window as well. Lilith? No, she was surprised Eda's apprentice was a human, and that she had an apprentice at all. Amity? lol no sorry. So who?

Someone we haven't met before. Mayhaps a character from season 2 that Dana is excited for??? Someone with access to powerful oracle magic to predict the future and identify Luz and what she needs to be guided down the right path, as well as illusion magic to create the Lus clone. Someone with close connections to Eda, that Owlbert would trust and work for. Someone who wants to take down Belos, and needs Eda's help to do it.

Maybe their relationship is strained, maybe Eda forgot her because of the curse, maybe there's a whole underground revolution and Eda's friend is just a part of it. I don't know, but I'm excited to find out if any of this theory is on par with what happens in canon.

hopefully I didn’t leave anything out. I’m so mad I deleted the post by mistake XD let me know what you think? Do you see any holes? Any additional evidence?