#sorry she's too innovative for you but I'm different

[one-pissed-off-child]

I don't have to tell you who this is about

I cannot relate to people who dislike female characters for “being manipulative.” She’s literally creative problem solving before your eyes. She’s literally just using her words. Maybe the other blorbos should be less pawn-like for her beautiful hands hmm

[avelera]

One of your posts mentioned something about viktor not truly acknowledging Jayce's workload when it came to him being a Councillor. Could you please elaborate on that?

Sure. I mean, maybe if I went back through and did an exhaustive rewatch, I'd find something to contradict the point, but as far as I can recall, the closest Viktor ever comes to saying that Jayce might be overworked is when he calls his time going over the shipping manifests for the Hexgates a waste of time because they should be working on innovations to help people in need (ie, Viktor obfuscating once again that he is dying and wants Jayce's urgent help but framing it in such a way that it sounds like a long-term societal problem instead of a short term personal one, so it goes right over Jayce's head).

And look, let me preface this by saying Viktor is actively dying at this point. He's sick, and in pain, and terrified, and he feels abandoned by the most important person in his life. I'm not saying it was wrong of him to not acknowledge Jayce's workload, or bad, or in any way not understandable. Jayce is an adult too and Viktor was definitely suffering more at that point than him.

But on one of many rewatches, I did note that when Jayce says, "Sorry, I have a lot on my plate lately." it is objectively true. And Viktor doesn't even acknowledge it. Being a full time councilor and promoting Hextech and working in the lab and trying to help Viktor and dealing with a civic crisis that could lead to outright civil war, etc etc everything else happening in S1, it's no wonder Jayce is snippy and on edge at the bridge, the guy should be on the edge of collapse quite frankly.

And Viktor doesn't care. He thinks Jayce's time on the Council is a waste of time, so he doesn't acknowledge the burden of it. That includes not acknowledging the fact that the Hexcore would have been destroyed and Viktor's one hope for a cure gone with it if not for Jayce's power and influence now. Jayce only became a Councilor to advance their research and help Viktor, but Viktor doesn't once acknowledge this and seems actively angry and jealous about it.

By the way, this isn't a case of one of them is right and the other is wrong, it's just a case of two very human people being human. It's very well written. But Viktor's lack of empathy for the challenges Jayce is facing means he's also not seeing how much of what Jayce is doing is for his benefit, how many burdens Jayce is taking on for Viktor's sake.

Viktor's emotional arc at the end of S1 includes a lot of feelings of abandonment by Jayce which are objectively not true. If he acknowledged Jayce's workload, he might also come to the realization that he's not abandoned, that Jayce is entirely focused on him just in different arenas. Maybe it would give Viktor the impetus to say "Hey, I don't want your help as a Councilor, I want your help in the lab because I'm scared and alone and dying and I'm about to make some very rash decisions because of all those feelings." Instead of just sucking it up and going it alone, which eventually leads to Sky's death and Viktor's collapse into utter hopelessness and resignation towards his own death.

And by the way, this isn't conjecture that Viktor is bad at seeing how much people around him care for him. Sky is another example of this. Viktor is so focused on extending his own life that, to paraphrase Heimerdinger in 2.07, he's not using the time he has to be with the ones he loves.

Later he will weep and rage at how he completely missed out on knowing Sky as a person, he completely missed out on knowing she cares for him. He'll craft an entire specter of her to keep him company as a result of this guilt in S2, because he can't live with the guilt of the fact he objectively missed out on spending time with the real woman when she was alive. And that is another version of what he's doing to Jayce in S1, by not seeing that Jayce isn't ignoring him, he's desperately trying to help in every way he can and the workload is burying him.

[natewriteslol]

housewardens with a reader who, despite being magicless, she is very good at robotics and after a few months she can create a robot that can use elements in combat too?

Reader is gender neutral!

Riddle:

-He honestly was highly impressed that you found a solution since you're magicless and the redhead wondered if you could possibly combine both magic and your inventions

-A little bit wary of another tech genius because of the incidents surrounding Idia but he quickly corrects himself because he shouldn't make assumptions just on the basis you two share a talent

-After seeing your inventions perform in battle he is giving you all of your kudos (and is a lil intimidated) and often tells others about your endeavors regarding your gadgets if your name pops in the conversation

-As for your robot, as much as he doesn't exactly hate it BUT is a little bit scared however M.O.R.T.O.N (Mobile Object-Oriented Technological Operator Network) has done so many useful things that he couldn't help but let him live in peace and not chew you out but please make sure you control M.O.R.T.O.N and you will have no problems

-Overall, thinks you're really cool and admires you because you are stellar at something he has no clue about :)

Leona:

-Polar opposite of Riddle and shamelessly assumes you would be like Idia because he is not at all messing around and assuming that you're harmless

-Especially after seeing how your gadgets were able to perform against magic users, he is very wary of you openly and asks Ruggie to keep an eye on you

-And I'm not gonna lie to you Y/N... once seeing M.O.R.T.O.N... he is not pleased whatsoever because he is enormous AND can control elements...you're done because that isn't something to joke with

-But eventually, he warms up to you? Kinda? Warm is more like lukewarm since he sees how you and Idia are absolutely not like one another and that you genuinely want to help others with your assets. Especially since your little doohickeys have gotten him out of a pickle or two

-Lowkey defends if you're getting flack for your hobby and is more open to robotics now

Azul:

-Another person who is wary about your contraptions because of Idia, he is NOT trying to get kidnapped and experimented on again

-However, he sees your technological prowess and begins to start cooking (never let him cook pls)

-Azul could absolutely use your tech as a way to benefit himself and his business from cooking, serving, managing and it would cut costs in half! All he had to do was to get them from you after all there was no way you would notice since you had an abundance of different gismos

-You did notice.

-So you sent M.O.R.T.O.N after the Monstro Lounge to retrieve your gadgets, which in return you got a bouquet and apology which you decided to forgive since Azul felt genuinely sorry for disrespecting you

-Which allowed you to come to a compromise of giving gadgets safe for Azul to use and a cash payment to you

Kalim:

-Number one fan honestly

-He sees virtually no problem because you're such a nice person and all of your gadgets have been helpful on their adventures and although Kalim is airheaded, he still understands people's concerns

-But he always defends you and tries to reason with them especially because M.O.R.T.O.N has done so much to defend the school which includes the haters of your inventions

-Secretly also tries to play with M.O.R.T.O.N and talk to him despite you telling him that he's not going to respond but the white haired boy SWEARS on the Great Seven the robot understands him

Vil:

-Again, another person who is wary because of the whole Idia situation (I'm sorry Y/N 😞)

-But be warms up to your helpful and kind nature quickly and realizes that you're just trying to be innovative rather than a menace to society and wanting to take over the Earth :)

-Especially when you use your sweet little bots to deliver him some gifts and other things, he finds it very endearing

-As for M.O.R.T.O.N he is both impressed and a bit spooked BUT he thinks that it's super cool that you're able to be so powerful as a non-magic user! Adapting to ones environment is one of the things Vil finds extremely admirable and a skill those who want to succeed need to possess

Idia:

-...secretly a little bit obsessed with you guys share the same hobbies because he has never met someone who is just as invested in robotics as him

-He mainly admires you from afar however that does not last for long as it was only a matter of time before you met the infamous Idia who kinda gave robot mechanics a bad rep on campus

-But genuinely you were so amazing and nice to him and even decided to ask for his advice on certain areas and he was really happy

-Eventually once you guys become close enough Idia would open up about how he was a bit intimidated by you and striking up a conversation, but your guys' shared interest really allows you to connect and open his shell a bit

-Absurdly impressed with M.O.R.T.O.N as he had always thought of the concept but never created a robot that could control elements

-You guys eventually team up to create robots that make campus life a bit easier, making you a bit of money and you two become better friends and repair some damages from...previous incidents involving robots that won't be named

Malleus:

-Doesn't really care about the judgement from other people and is a major influence into people not projecting what happened with Idia

-"The Child of Man is their own seperate person, if we judged every person who has a slight similarity to another, there would be no progress nor acceptance in this world."

-Finds your hobbies very fascinating and intently listens about your inventions from your homeworld "Earth" and how they connect to your inventions present in their universe

-A big fan of M.O.R.T.O.N and he is extremely proud of his friends' talent that could rival magic users

-Is always lending an ear to listen to your latest breakthrough or gizmo you have cooking up :)

[claggorstuff]

I NEED a claggor x reader where the reader is sent to the other dimension with ekko, and like ekko and powder, claggor and that dimensions reader have an established relationship. What would his reaction to us acting weird, being that the last time we saw him was under a pile of rubble. Would he catch on, or would he only realize once we finally leave with ekko through the portal device? Thank you ❤️❤️❤️

Hehe, I have time to do this now

I can't make up a title for this so let's just go with what you said

I shot up, surroundings now entirely different from before, I was all of the sudden in a new room, new home, and surrounded by these odd gadgets, all growing some sort of flower or plant.. it smelt like lilacs, oddly. I stumbled through the home calling for jayce or ekko or even that little furry fellow, in stumbled... him. A face I could recognize but just barely, the memory of his eyes, void of light or life, it was stuck in me forever..

"Y/n.. are you good? 'Nother nightmare or...?"

"Y-You.." I felt sick to the stomach, his goggles were on a desk filled with petals and roots and liquids unkown

"Me...?" His voice was gruff and tired, full of natural confusion

I stared as if he were a stranger, but in my guilt and sorrow, I lunged into his arms as if he'd disappear before my eyes. He held me warmly, rubbing my back, ignoring the confusion he had about why I was acting in such a way. I looked up at him. He'd become so different, so beautiful, and clearly, he'd become an inventor, fitting for a mind as large as his.

"Any reason for all.. this?"

"..I uh.. you just.. looked tired."

"Ahh.. right.. sorry, I pulled another all-nighter. I just can't get them to absorb the-"

"It's ok.. don't apologize, I know how hard you work, claggor." The name left my mouth for the first time in ten years. It stung like a hornet to say it, but he just gave me a soft and appreciative smile.

"Thanks y/n, besides- I made a new flower just for you this time-! And it's my best yet, wanna see it?"

"Sure..sure.. but uhm.. where's ekko? I think I need to speak to him first."

"Well, he's probably back at benzos still, we can go there and then come back for the thing, c'mon let's go."

He took my hand, pulling me along the lanes, which were.. cleaner, than I remember. Not a brothel in sight, and when we got to benzos, I could see ekko stumbling out looking just as confused as I was. I ran over and yanked him out of sight before claggor could yell over at us to wait up, and he was in a state of disarray

"What the hell happened?!" I yelled, agitation in my voice as if it was he who brought us here

"How the hell would I know. JINX is in there, but she's not jinx shes- she's powder and benzos in there and.. nothing is right here.. I'm just glad I'm not crazy. That I'm not the only one who knows there's something wrong.. are you okay though..?"

"I'm just.. he's.. he's here, and it hurts. It hurts so damn bad.. but I'll be okay, we gotta figure out a way to get home." I crossed my arms, squeezing my wrists, holding back the tears that begged to come out.

"We'll figure this out.. I'll figure this out. You just go back to him.. enjoy the time you got with him." He gave me a nervous smile, I could tell he was worried for me. He knew this is what I longed for all these years that claggor has been gone. And I knew that too, but I can power through the pain. The longing. The grief.. he walked back out so that we didn't look so suspicious, claggor walked over and slung his arm around my shoulder chuckling

"What're you two up to now? You better not be telling him about my stuff so he wins the innovators comp!"

"No.. I'd never." I fake giggled, conveying my confusion about what he was even talking about. He kissed my cheek, sending fire through my face.

"So, I've been having trouble with the infusions of the grey clearing system the flowers have, any ideas?"

"Grey..clearing.. flowers..? Uhhh.. not a clue."

He stared seemingly bewildered by this answer, as if I tend to have all the answers, he chuckled and nodded

"Making me figure it out myself again I guess?"

"Yep."

I walked with him down to what used to be the room he, Mylo, powder, and vi slept in, it had been turned into a lab of sorts, you could tell they'd all moved out, but Vander always liked to have visitors I suppose, I guess that's why claggor converted it into a lab for him and powders little habits of invention. I saw many flowers, big and small, many colors, many beautiful forms.. but on his desk laid a great beauty of a flower. It shined with a spectrum of colors reflecting off each petal almost like oil, it's petals curved at the base and twisted at the tips into spirals. I stepped closer to it to investigate perhaps what he named this marvelous thing, only to see.. it shared my own name.

"Oh uh.. yeah, I forgot to show you my latest little project... your birthday was coming up and I couldn't just give you some boring necklace or flower.. so.." He put a hand over it and pulled the lever at the top emitting a gas onto it that it seemed to absorb and grow, it's petals curling as if to breathe.

"That's.. for me..? You made a whole new species of plant for..me..?"

"Well- you know I got a knack for these things n.. I really don't think its all that yet, it doesn't even compare.."

He stared down at it seeming disappointed, I've not the slightest clue how he could be, it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.. it had function in its beauty, one of his plants that live off of the carbon emissions of fossil fuels it looked like.

"...I think it's more than enough for me." I opened the little window to touch it, he sighed and shook his head

"Not possible, REALLY not possible." He murmured, smiling a little as he watched me play with the flowers spiraled outward petals, to think that this is what I could've had from him.. this is what I could've had if..

"...Are you.. crying..?" He quickly crouched to my level to put an arm around me as I wept. He doesn't know that I'm not the girl he loves or ever did love, it pains me to know I can't stay, that I have to go back to visiting his grave in the underground, the city full of smog and sewage that this version of him wouldn't stand for.. I could barely speak, unknowing of how to explain why I wept.

"I just.. I really love it, claggor. I do.." I croaked out, he rubbed my cheek, wiping away tears and picked me up gently

"Well, I'm not finished with it yet, so be patient!" He nervously spoke, I could tell he was trying to calm me down.

"Alright.. if I have to." The mask of this different me went back on as he carried me up to Ekko, Mylo, and Powder. We conversated for a while until powder and ekko left to visit vi, I'd wondered what she looked like here, but I was too reluctant to leave Claggor to go see. As the days went by, Ekko and Heimerdinger seemed to be finding a way back home, and it got harder to hide who I was. Claggor seemed to be catching on slowly to the fact I wasn't telling the full truth of why I would seem to be lost in his eyes, why I would just have fits of crying and grief late at night next to his sleeping body, he didn't know how much it looked like his cold corpse shining in the blue light of the moon.

The night of the innovators competition, Claggor danced with me to the music played at the celebration.. but I could tell something was off. Later on Ekko had taken me to where he'd been working on his stuff with Heimerdinger and Powder, Heimerdinger was tinkering with his machine excitedly as Powder and Ekko cautioned him. I knew it was time to go, and it was time to leave this world behind. Time to leave claggor behind. When I heard a call from the entrance.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

I swiveled around when suddenly it happened, me and Ekko were separated from the bodies of these different versions of ourselves. Heimerdinger had disappeared, Claggor rushed to hold the woman he loved, and I could only stare and smile. She was meant to be with him, not me. But before we left, he stared up at me. He stared up at me and gave me one last smile before he disappeared for the rest of my life.

Sigma Sigma on the wall.. who's the skibidiest of them all...

Freaky...

[ddejavvu]

hiiiii this is my first time requesting <33 I saw you’re open to writing au’s so I was wondering if you could do a dog owner!au for matt murdock where his guide dog and the reader’s dog tie them together with their leashes like that scene from the beginning in 101 dalmatians? thank you!

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

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Technically speaking, Matt doesn't need a guide dog. His senses keep him pretty well-protected, but sometimes there's a curb he doesn't see, or a fire hydrant that he doesn't smell the chemical paint on. Even his stick has its flaws, and after the last one had gotten jammed in a gutter drain, he'd made some innovations to his life.

Said adaptation's name is Sadie. She's a sweet dog, damn good at her job, and if he had to guess, probably cute as a button. She's helped him cross one-too many silent crosswalks for him to ever doubt her skills.

Which is why he's infinitely confused when her leash catches on something. She's always aware of how it feels, when it's too tight or too loose, when it's snagged on a bush, anything that could put the strain on Matt instead of her. So when he waits for her to rearrange it and she doesn't, he stops in his tracks.

"Sadie.." He calls tentatively, "Honey, where are you?"

"Oh," he hears a voice beside him, one that he'd been too caught up in worrying to hear before, "She's checking out my dog! I hope that's okay," You worry, and Matt's chest pulses strangely at the sweet tone of your words, "She came right up to us and.. well.. you hadn't stopped her, and I didn't know-"

"It's fine," He assures you, hoping that his smile is charming, "She just doesn't usually approach anyone else. She's my seeing eye dog, and I thought she had work procedure down pretty well. But I guess dogs will be dogs, sometimes."

"She's cute," You gush, and he chuckles as he feels a wet nose against his fingertips, then a paw on his stomach, different in size to Sadie's.

"Oh, that's my boy! Sorry," You chuckle, but Matt's fingers curl against the dog's scalp to scratch at his fur, "He doesn't normally jump up at people like that."

"It's alright," He promises, feeling your dog's tail against the back of his legs as he curves around, "What kind of dog is he?"

"Oh, I'm not sure," You hum, "He's a mutt."

"Well he seems very sweet," Matt hums, feeling a tug on Sadie's leash that compels him forwards a few steps, "Oh- uh, sorry. She's a little rough for some reason."

"It's okay!" You giggle, but he feels the toes of your shoes bump against his own with another yank on Sadie's leash, "Oh- wait!"

Your hand grabs his and he latches on in a panic, his other flying to a part of your body that he hopes isn't obscene before he can identify it. He thinks it's your waist, but it's maybe more your stomach from the way it feels when you shift.

"They're- hey, stop running!" You plead, and a short bark comes from your dog that Matt laughs at.

"Are they tangling us up?" He tests out a flex of his calves, feeling leashes wound tight around the muscles there.

"I think so," You breathe, the puff of air hitting his shoulder as your voice hovers beside his face, "I'm sorry, uh..."

"Matt," He squeezes the hand of yours that he's still holding, giving it a shake, "And you are?"

"Y/N," You supply, laughing at your makeshift handshake, "Does your seeing eye dog usually tangle you up like this? That seems counter-intuitive."

"You know, I can't say she has before," He laughs, and he hears your mouth shift as you release a giggle. He imagines a smile on your face, bright and cheery, as your eyes crinkle at the corners with your laugh.

"I'll have to remind her of her training when we get home," He teases, but what he's really planning is an abundance of treats for Sadie, and a special seat of honor at the picnic he's already imaging the two of you at.

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

About the TFRB x AEMH crossover, what do you think the Avengers would think of Priscilla? (Maybe also what they think of her being with Cody?)

Sorry I had to do some quick doodles for this ask. TAKE THEM, THEIR HORRIBLE!

If I'm allowed to use my hc that Simon is Priss dad, then this will be angsty. And if I don't use that idea, then it would still be angsty as Madeline could work as an antagonist for Tony because they work in similar fields but Madeline steals the products to claim them as hers..

I really don't know in which place of the timeline we would set this up if between seasons 2-3 or on season 4 after Madeline is arrested. But well 😋

-Cap is the type of guy who likes all types of children no matter how destructive or arrogant they are. Though Priscilla is hard to open. I think that Priss would remind Cap of another woman who is hard to open up to, but is nice deep down (I'm referring to Madame Viper. And who knows, maybe Madame Viper worked once for Madeline too)

-Tony might not like Priscilla at first. He is a very busy man and has no time for bratty children, more if they're the kids of his competition. However, after getting numerous propositions from Pynch Industries he ended up desecrating, for then purchasing Simon Innovations. An angry Priscilla comes at his door screaming how he has ruined his family even more... so yea, it wasn't a really good first impression, but they warm up with time.

-Thor as the god of thunder and prince of Asgard would be the most interesting Avenger to Priscilla, and Thor would hate it. The Asgardian knew that humans could be perseverant and an unstoppable force, something Priss proved to be. The girl is 11 and she already had levels of Enchantress manipulation, though Thor knew that she was still a kid who grew up with a mother worse than Enchantress herself. But it still made Thor tremble every time Priss showed up in front of him with a wide smile to ask ¨can I brush your hair?¨

-Banner and Hulk have come to the agreement that Priss is not the worst thing that has happened to them... and even when Priss is annoying at times, is a bit nice to have someone yell at you because you are not a monster but because you are annoying to her as well. Priss doesn't see Hulk as a monster which is surprising for many.

-Hank and Jannet are worried for Priscilla, mostly Hank who after a deep investigation found out what Madeline was doing in the shadows and what was planning if she killed made an alliance with Tony.

-T´challa is impressive as to how obstinate Pricilla is, how cold, and how calculator she could be all thanks to the teachings of her mother. But Priscilla was still innocent, a little kid who didn't know better and was never put a stop as a conscious decision to keep her as an obedient brat. It made T'challa that things were never as black and white as some pointed out. Priscilla has the chance to be the bad guy or the good guy, and T´challa hopes that maybe some of his teaching shows Priss that one route will be better than the other. The route may take away a lot of things/people that Priss loves, but is the best path to live.

-Hawkeye won't stand for Priss shenanigans and will ping her with one of his arrows to a wall just to annoy her and make him leave him alone. But Priss just like Cody is a force to fear, more if you ruin one of her prettiest dresses. Clint learned that with a bomb of glitter exploding on his face...

To summarize, everyone on the team has different views on Priscilla, but they all mostly agree that Madeline played (or well didn't?) a part in Priscilla's education and teaching her how to act. Everyone and Cap would be a bit worried that Cody has a secret crush on her, but the kid has proven capable enough to deal with this (or so they think ashdkjahd)

Wasp is a shipper like Dani so a lot of chaos suffers with this...

[openphrase123]

no mirabelle monday inutile update this week, so. tiny author infodump about the first act and of the fic below the cut (spoiler alert for the fic up to the current chapter, chapter 11) and also maybe some stuff about what to expect for act two??

this is probably obvious but i'm having SO!! MUCH!!! FUN!!!! BEING EVIL!!!!!!! every time someone yells in the comments or wails in despair i gain so much life. i'm serious about the fic tag about the story ending happily but holy hell i'm going to make everyone work for that happy ending

anyway when i was writing i was scratching at the walls of my enclosure during every chapter the siffrin namedrop didn't happen. geez it took so long for siffrin to get their canon name. why did i do it like that. (i know exactly why i did it like that)

the red formatting. i did that on a whim in the second chapter and went "hold on. if i can do that here i can do this Anywhere" and now #FF0000 is my best friend

i was struggling with what to put in the visions of the future because. i don't want to give everything away. but also i have learned from dnd that you can drop literally anything in a paragraph like that and 90% of people at the table won't connect the dots because context is everything. i thought people would get that siffrin was a star in the eclipse chapter but only a few people really caught on by then

there are a few lines and paragraphs that get repeated more than once, and that is. extremely intentional :) i will not list all of them but here are the highlights

ch1 | ch11

ch1 | ch8

ch1 | ch4

and also some lines that will be Very Fun in hindsight of act 2 tee hee

i'm currently at this very moment finishing off the jouvente chapter... i have a lot of the other chapters after that written in sections, and all of the chapters up to jouvente done (intermission and one other) but like. whew. the other party members really make this fic bangin.

by the time the jouvente chapter comes out i'll be posting the isabeau angst document. and let me tell you those two are FUN to read back to back. my new favorite pastime is bothering isabeau in new innovative ways

odile in act two is also. oh my god. i can't say it at all but i love her. i did this in curtain call but i love writing odile as a catalyst to Problems, like without her the Problems still would have popped up but she's just being economical about it. her catalyst in this fic is, admittedly, less mean, but it's still there

bonnie. smiles. i don't want to talk about bonnie yet.

and siffrin - well i don't really know who that is!! too bad!!!

i don't think i've said it in any official channels yet, i've mostly alluded to it in comments - but loop IS in this fic. slightly differently than canon though. i shan't say. i think they'd be a little different considering the situation i've put them in. still the same vibes though

anyway. act two. i said this in a comment also but it's very much structured like a novelization of a jrpg. which i am having a lot of fun with. there's a tutorial fight and everything. as well as your Typical JRPG Travel Locations (that vision of the future is Not Lying the fancy paper mario train is here) (no ff7 golden saucer though i am Sorry)

and. if you have made it this far. you have passed my test here is a preview for next week's chapter

[ele-sme]

Konuv

Spider is an out of place, he isn't ment to be where he is. He is not na'vi.

He will never be.

That though was always on his mind, but that day more then the others, since Lo'ak just got his ikran. After doing the most absurd trip, and made everyone heart lost a bit.

Then they got away, leaving him behind. All alone with ikrans. A nest of ikrans, and he was all alone.

As he made his way to return home a thought came on his mind.

Why don't i explore this place?

That maybe be the most stupid thing someone ever thought.

But he had no one, even if he was killed then who would have cried?his friends? Maybe for a year or two, then the would have move on.

As he began his pace to the nest, he had to dodge some ikran who tried to take his head off.

They were strangely docile towards him, which strange since he was sure they would attempt to kill him immediately after the Sully's got away.

As he came to the edge of the mountain, he found a cave, it was little and had an ugly enter, not even Lo'ak maybe would have fit in.

But he wasn't Lo'ak.

He was about to enter but then he noticed an Ikran.

They were watching him with a predator eye.

That it, I'm dead, they are going to eat me...she is going to eat me.

He pulls up his arms, to sign that he didn't want to cause any arm.

Obviously, the animal didn't know what that meant.

"I'm not going to hurt you, they left me all alone there, and i just went for a walk. I'm sorry i will go away now" Spider told the creature as he began to walk away, a roar came from behind him.

Watching back Spider should have runned away, but he turned, he sensed that he had to turn.

Only now, sawing the animal outside the cave he realise, that the ikran was a little different from the others.

She had a green-gold palet, her tail was shorter, she missed a leg and had a white eye,now Spider doesn't know how this works with ikrans,but from what he know when someone have an white eye that means they are blind from at least that eye.

"Alright, why not" Spider sight.

She wants to kill me, i will not tell Eywa i died without defend myself.

As the clash commences, Spider relies on his sharpened instincts and adaptability, utilizing the surroundings to his advantage. He swiftly dodge the ikran's powerful lunges and evasively maneuver through the air, showcasing a remarkable display of agility and resilience. What he learned stay all that time out side the lab.

Undeterred by the overwhelming odds, Spider harnesses their resourcefulness and strategic thinking. Armed with innovative tools and a deep understanding of the ikran's vulnerabilities, he seize fleeting opportunities to strike back. Spider's well-placed attacks weaken the ikran, causing her to momentarily falter and lose her rhythm.

With each passing moment, Spider's unwavering spirit fuels his determination, propelling him forward in the fierce battle. He cleverly exploit the ikran's blind spots and exploit her moments of fatigue, gradually gaining an upper hand in the confrontation.

As the conflict unfolds, a remarkable transformation occurs. Spider's unwavering will to dominate the ikran begins to bear fruit. Through a combination of physical prowess, unyielding spirit, and the subtle art of communication, they succeed in establishing an impossible bond with the ikran—a bond forged in the crucible of combat, a bond that never came in Spider mind, but there it was. Even if the ikran and him weren't connected he knew what the ikran feeling were, he could feel their connection even if they didn't have one.

With trust gradually forming between Spidsr and the once-ferocious ikran, Spider's dominance becomes evident. Calming gestures and gentle whispers convey a language understood only by these two beings, solidifying the unbreakable connection they share.

"Shh, i know i know" he said caressing the ikran neck. He hoped on top of the animal, still caressing her to get her calm.

"You are like me, aren't you? They do left alone you too, don't they?" She made an sound that seemed to be concordant, Spider knew she was. He didn't know how, but he knew she was.

"Do you?" Spider asked but he felt like it was an obvious question, she agreed.

She toke fly.

Alright, emh go forward? And stay calm pleaseee not like Lo'ak's ikran.

He sensed an funny emotion.

After almost an hour of flying and explore eachother impossible bond, Spider talked.

"What can i name you? Goldy?" He asks and a small roar escape the female mouth.

"Alright Alright not goldy...maybe a more na'vi name?"

She seems to like that answer.

"You are the first one to welcome me straight away after my friends, so maybe we should honor them"

She telled him a sort of 'okay bro'

"Okay so, Kiri is my girl best friend, next to you now, so maybe your name should start with a K" he said, stopping for thinking of the next word for his new friend, "Lo'ak is a like us, he feels an outcast, your next letter should be O for him"

she made appreciative sounds

"Then we have Neteyam...Neteyam, he is special for me, i see him, but I'm sure he doesn't sees me,i would like the next letter to be N, for him" he continued, his cheeks growing pink.

'Someone is in lovee' the unamed ikran under him mocked.

"Shut up, we have Tuk next, she is like a sister to me, you know the first time she runned it was to get me, I'm one of her milestones" he said proudly making the ikran a little annoyed "next word? U" he finished

"Your name shall be Konu"

'That a male name"

"Then what do you suggest?"

'My mother made a sound when she roared' she said to only him, and tried to imitate the sound of a V.

"Is this a V?"

'Yes, i think'

"Alright so Konuv, your name shall be Konuv. Do you like it?"

'Yes' konuv said to him keeping on flying.

Felt good and clumsy during the make of this.

[luckloveandwaterfalls]

heloooo! hows life? and also, what jobs do you think the aouv crew would have?

Hello!! I'm so so sorry it took me this long to get around to answering, I started it and then promptly forgot it in my drafts for a really long time :/ This is a fun question to think about!

Alistair - I've seen people on here talking about how Alistair would be a writer post-canon, and I agree wholeheartedly. He's a natural storyteller and I think he would love the chance to channel that creativity without terrifying himself in the process. Also, the relative anonymity and privacy would be good for him in the aftermath of the tournament.

Isobel - Let my girl follow her dreams of going to fashion school! I think she'd be incredible at it and the deviation from the Macaslan "jobs" and spellmaking she's expected to follow would be good for her. Many years in the future, her designs become famous, which is perhaps the biggest fuck-you to Cormac (ppl hear Macaslan and they don't think of the "family business" anymore)

Gavin - He goes through a series of temporary jobs until Fergus is an adult so he can keep a roof above their heads, then once Fergus leaves Ilvernath for university he kind of flounders a bit. Eventually Gavin ends up leaving the city as well and gets a good job in land surveying—something with a physical, hands-on element that still requires a lot of intelligence and precision.

Briony - Everyone expects her to pursue politics or some other profession with a lot of publicity, but Briony surprises everyone by becoming an attorney. She'll never let go of her desire to help and save people, but she doesn't want to be associated with the Thorburns (minus Innes) anymore, and she's become less obsessed with the idea of being a hero. She gains a reputation for being a fierce advocate for her clients against injustice.

Finley - ???? Part of the reason why it took me so long to get to this ask was because I have no fucking clue what job Finley would have. This may be partially due to the fact that I am 100% convinced this poor boy will have the worst case of burnout post-canon that leads to several breakdowns. I also think he'll feel very aimless, because so much of his life has been about living up to expectations. Please chime in if anyone has ideas about what Finley would end up doing with his life, because I'm getting very hung up on the inevitable mental health issues in his immediate future.

Elionor - She becomes an engineer and specializes in integrating magick with otherwise mechanical designs. She barely makes it through her internship because of her attitude, but she becomes known for her creative and innovative work.

Carbry - Carbry becomes a professor. What better way to make a life out of learning, and bestowing it upon others? He does a lot of hands on research focusing on the history of curses and other magickal occurrences.

Hendry - For a while, Hendry isn't sure what he wants to do with his life, especially since he's never had any of the normal experiences that he's heard about up until this point. He encourages Alistair to pursue writing and tries out a few different paths before opening up a small indie bakery. He gets a few opportunities to expand but never takes them because he wants to keep it a warm, homelike setting where you can taste the love that went into every pastry.

Reid - Reid never writes another book. He keeps the MacTavish shop running, but years down the line, he moves more into the research aspect of cursemaking and develops some theories that he handles more responsibly than his previous experiments. Some of them get studied academically and developed into modern cursemaking/breaking advancements.

Diya - Of course I had to include her :) Diya rightfully tells the spellmaking society to fuck off and starts to do her own thing. Ten years down the line and she's known throughout Kendalle for being one of the best magickal fixers.

Thanks for the ask :) Please don't let the excruciating amount of time it took me to respond dissuade you from sending me more lmao, I love to talk about this series and my schedule seems to be a bit less hectic for the time being!

[veronicaphoenix]

hello hello hello random ass question but you're an English major and I want to know what your favourite books are and why thank you very much 🥰

Dear Laura,

hi hi hi!! You just asked what's probably my favorite question ever and of course, I got carried away. I'm sorry if this is too long!

Surprisingly enough, none of the books I had to read at uni are my favorite 😅 Obviously, I had to read the classics (Pride and Prejudice, Wuthering Heights...) and I'm not a very big fan of those. They also forced Shakespeare down my throat for a couple of years and I ended up having a love/hate relationship with his works and his persona lol (I love the town where he was born, tho, it's my favorite town in England). 🤍

I read a lot, and I read a lot of everything. If you ever see my bookshelf you will see stuff ranging from Nicholas Sparks' novels to Stephen King's works (he's one of my fav authors) to some really fucked up stories like We Need to Talk about Kevin or My Absolute Darling (I actually loved these last two).

If you ever want to know, I have a favorite book for every genre. But my absolute all time favorite books are The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield, and The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger (I literaly cry for days every time I read this one).

The Thirteenth Tale is, most of all, a Gothic novel, and I love all things Gothic. This is definitely my go-to comfort read at any time. It has many classic Gothic elements and it can be somewhat predictable at times, but I was not expecting the plot twist toward the end. I love it for its setting in an abandoned manor and a main character with a quiet nature, who adores books and stories, and is emotionally scarred from childhood trauma.

I would define The Time Traveler's Wife as a romance novel with magical realism, and totally heartbreaking. It's got a touch of sci-fi with the time traveling thing, but it's not exactly what you would expect. I really don't like sci-fi stories and I think one of the reasons why I fell in love with this one is because of the way the author deals with that in the book. To summarize, the story follows Henry and Clare as they navigate life while coping with Henry's genetic condition, which causes him to randomly time travel. The curious thing about his condition is that, when he time travels, he often finds himself meeting Clare at different stages of her life; when she's a little girl, then a teenager, and then when she's an adult and they're married. The first time I read this book, I was a teenager and I found it really beautiful, innovating, and sad. The second time, I had already experienced being in love, so I felt everything between Henry & Clare's relationship on a deeper level, and towards the end, the story gets so heartbreaking that I was crying for days on train journeys, at work, and at home (I have to say that I'm a very sensible person and a crybaby lol).

However, there's also one other book that I read when I was 14 or so called The Wishing Game by Patrick Redmond that I've loved ever since, but its somewhat controversial for me because I fell in love with the 'villain' and was supportive of all his crimes 🫣 I think the reason why I empathized with him was because I read the story while I was in my teenage years, in my glorious high school days, and as most of us, I didn't really fit it, and sometimes I felt really neglected and angry, so I guess it was sort of comforting to read about a boarding school where the bullies start mysteriously dying 😶‍🌫️

What about you? Any favorite books? Oh, I love talking about books! This message put a big smile on my face sfsadfnsdsdfasjn 💞

[lily-orchard-gossip-blog]

I saw a recent ask inquiring if Lily was going to do a re-write of The Owl House in a way similar to TSR. Luckily, Lily's reply indicates that she isn't planning to. HONESTLY WHAT A FUCKING RELIEF. Pardon the French, but I would never want someone like Lily to ever make their own version of The Owl House.

To summarize my main points on why I don't think she could do better with this show: she is far too bitter to re-write this show (I undoubtedly believe that she would make things too mean-spirited), the way she would butcher everyone's characters from Luz to Belos because she doesn't even have a surface level understanding of them, how she would try to take away the high stakes of the show that involves the Day of Unity despite this probably being the best condemnation I have seen in recent media of Christian cults and cultural genocide, how she wouldn't care for the world building even though it was organic and well-done, the clear disrespect she would show to the animation in this cartoon (which I know medium of fanfiction can't give the same respect to that aspect but somehow I think she would still be snide in someway), also the show is far too smartly written - it might be the smartest written children's show in the past decade - and Lily just is not as clever as she pretends to be, and I don't know for sure if Lily has any admiration for horror as a genre, but the impression I'm getting is that she probably considers it beneath her and The Owl House is, partially, a horror series.

BUT MOST EGREGIOUS in my personal opinion is that if Lily was to try to do this, she just couldn't. Because see the basis of The Owl House is to embrace your weirdness. To love the unconventional. To indulge in all things that conformity would hate. As long as something made you happy, it doesn't matter how other people perceive it, it was worth pursuing. And no matter what, Lily cannot write with that message. She is a fan of the standard and is quick to beat down the innovative. She is a person who not only prefers the cookie-cutter things of life, but does everything in her power to keep it so. She hates people who are different, things that are different, stories and love that are different and if she could she would get rid of all of it. Lily could NEVER improve on this series that so unabashedly loves the weird, the queer and the strange so earnestly.

And I like to think that Lily knows that. That she actually stands for everything The Owl House fights against.

Sorry I needed to get that off my chest

.

[runthepockets]

I kinda hate people framing transmasculinity as....idk. Those virgin vs chad memes where the cis dude is the skinny little guy who's got reserves about listening to girly pop music, while the trans guy is the big buff dude going "I have Brittney Spear's name tattooed across my chest AND I'm wearing women's panties cus I'm just SO NATURALLY confident in my HARD EARNED MASCULINITY" like I'm sorry but the fact that I had to jump through so many hoops to be who I am has left me with a lot of scarring. I'm not going to lie to you. Being trans is hard fucking work. I know nobody wants to hear it cus men are supposed to be the "easier" gender and being queer is supposed to be the "fun" and superior alternative to tradition, but I do have a lot of hangups. I'm sensitive to certain words and phrases. Miseducation of Lauryn Hill is widely recognized as a classic, one that I've talked to numerous black men about both irl and online, and I still have reserves about owning it because it's so "girly". I'm more likely to burn a dress than wear it. I have a lot more sympathy for men of all backgrounds now that I pass as one pretty regularly, and feel myself relating less and less to people that don't. I regularly wish my dick was bigger. I still find myself wishing I was more handsome, that I had bigger muscles, that my voice was deeper, that I was a couple inches taller. I have a head like a goddamn disco ball and sometimes get too bent out of shape over things that seem really small to most. Sometimes I have to get really drunk or high before I really let myself feel my feelings rather than compulsively intellectualize them. And even though I would never hold another man to the same standards I hold myself to, I still find myself incapable of crossing certain lines. I wish I could live in that perfect world where all my problems got solved just cus I changed my pronouns and started hormones, but I don't.

That said: I don't think I'd trade it for the world. I love being a man. I love that my anxieties and hangups are more congruent to that of the average joe than anyone else. I love when other men trust me enough to ask me for help. I love that women feel anxious about my silence during our shared time together, and when they finally get me to open up I admit "I was just thinking about whether or not a chimpanzee with a broadsword would win or lose against a snowmonkey with a katana" and feeling the tensity in the air fade and feeling her posture relax when she realizes I'm just another well meaning doofus. I love that my working class masculinity lends to me being more bold and ambitious and outspoken and innovative than that of your typical Wall Street dirtbag or even your average 9-5 middle class faux-intellectual. I love the way little black boys wave at me in public, just instinctively knowing I'm no different than their brothers and fathers. I love that an episode of a prime time family sitcom had an older black woman sitting down with a younger black man and telling him "Working here at Abbott as a young Black man, you are in a unique position. You are also at a crossroads; your students can either fear you or they can respect you. Can’t have both." and I immediately understood and adapted the mindset into my daily life.

Being trans to me isn't so much about having it easier, it's about still having issues-- sometimes even more than before-- but having the energy, courage, foresight, and resources to be able to deal with them this time around. Life is all ups and downs, never all of one or the other, and how committed you are personally to the entire ordeal is entirely up to you.

[yesyourstalker]

Mahi: hey boss.....

Neta: hey Mahi. Today is going to be really busy. Summer just started and the ankle biters are out of school so-

Mahi: there's this guy

Neta:............. gooooo oooooon

Warabi: ohhhhhhh I need to hear this!

Mahi: so there's this guy and he's really nice. I mean he's not nice but he's not an asshole...... well he's not mean to me. That's all I'm going to say. I like him I think he likes me but I don't-

Warabi: here's what you need to do. You need to let them talk. Don't say anything just listen to what he likes. Their favorite color, what they like to eat celebrity crush. What's their favorite TV show. You can tell a lot about a person when they talk about their favorite wife on ' The real housewives of foam bay'. My favorite was Shelly because she always started shit with the wives. Cod she really stirred the pot!

Mahi: I don't think He watches that show

Warabi: Oh....he. sounds like trash you should dump him.

Neta: I agree with Warabi he doesn't sound like a good boyfriend. Who doesn't like that show?! Tho I prefer Reef she was headstrong and had a sharp tongue on her. I love that in a woman.

Mahi: I'm not even dating him yet!! That's why I came to you so I can! Can we stop talking about the show?!

Neta: ok ok.... Warabi was right about the listening part, but you actually need listen to their complaints. What do they hate? Who do they hate? Listen to their problems, what stresses them out, What makes them angry? While they're complaining Make sure you acknowledge them while they're complaining. You know throw a little 'ah uh' and 'okay' and make sure you throw in little 'oh that sucks' let them know that you're listening to them makes them feel heard. Also observe them pay attention to certain things their quirks there beige flags. Make sure they notice it too. You get what I'm saying. I see you, I hear you, I got you babe. I'm here for you. Even when you think I'm not. You understand you get it

Mahi: I think.......

Neta: okay so when ikkan use to come home from tours he would always come back stressed and agitated and over stimulated. He used to complain that he hated when people used to force conversation after shows. He'd just go to his trailer and listen to music on the shitty speaker that was always too loud and eat leftover ramen from the gas station and have a very lukewarm shower.

Warabi: He yelled at me on his way to the trailer once. He's so mean after shows.

Neta: shut up.....So when I pick him up at the train station I wouldn't even try to have a conversation. Just have a quiet peaceful trip home.. I put on his favorite record on low, ran a hot salt bath and ordered his favorite takeout.Let him take a nap and spend the rest of the night on the couch watching a movie...... tho. Sometimes we don't even watch the movies........heyeah......he fucking love mental intimacy and attentiveness...He was really into that

Warabi: mmmmmm....interesting

Mahi: uhhh ............ I don't think that's going to get me a boyfriend.

Neta: what the fuck will? Who is this guy? Let me see em............................ohshit........uhauhahahahhaha-....hahaha......*cough*...*cough*....... Wow! He's (wheeze).......I'm sorry allergies. Wow! he's interested in you? He's great. Very-uh talented guy he's- uhehehe.... Warabi Tell them!

Warabi:.let me see....... mahi we can't be friends.

Mahi: What what's wrong with him!? He's cute and he's......he likes me! What's wrong with him?!

Warabi: MIZOLE?!? Oh my Cod! He's such a-He's such a douchebag! I swear he thinks he revolutionized music and sees himself as some sort of innovator! He's just bargain bin ichiya!!

Mahi: That's not true!!

Warabi: Yes it is! He starts one-sided beef with other musicians for no fucking reason! He's UGH Cod.....fine ....whatever.......if it makes you happy....... If he cheats I'm breaking his legs!

Neta:hehehe *cough* uhhh... I mean he might be different around you. Maybe, I don't know. I haven't met him, I mean I did meet him once. He was........................ anyway! You might see a different side of him that we don't. This is good I'm happy for you Mahi. You said that he might like you back so just go for it. Be confident and be genuine. You're a great kid this will work out. Who knows maybe you might bring out a kinder and softer side of (wheeze) HAHAHAHAHAGSH I'm sorry! I tried to hold it in! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Mahi: you guys are dicks!....... HE'S CUTE....... and -and he's nice. He really is! Can you please just give him a chance?!.... .....fuck you guys!!! I don't even know why I even came to you! Warabi you haven't had a stable relationship in 4 years!!

Warabi: I haven't been in a monogamous relationship is 4 years

Mahi: being non-committal does not make you non-monogamous Warabi! Neta! You're still texting to taka!!! WHY??

Neta: whaaaat! He takes me to nice restaurants and buys me stuff ......... Is that so bad?

Mahi: YES!! that's worth the painful mediocrity?? Get some standards! fuck both of you! I'm gonna go text him.

Neta: Mahi come back! You're right, we're no better! We're sorry.........................................come back ..... he's gone...*sigh* Ohhhhhhh please doesn't break their heart. mizole......... he's such a piece of-

Warabi: Shit. Yeah. Yeah he is.

Neta: I was going to say a piece of work but sure

Warabi: Cod He's going to start visiting the apartment. fuck! He's going to start visiting the store now!!........... I really hope this won't end up like a spike situation. Maybe you're right. Maybe he's nicer around mahi...

Neta: let's hope so

Warabi: ...........soooo.......Tell me more about the semi toxic relationship we have with takaaaaa.

Neta: Go clean the bathroom.

Mahi belongs to @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

[glynnisi]

Latest stage of Mom-grief: Barbies (!)

So, I know this is largely rooted in Mom-grief (my mom died Mar 24), but I've taken a dive into Barbie collecting. It started because, in part, of Barbie movie press-induced nostalgia. Then, I felt bad because the few things I kept were not stored well. Then, I started to look at the things & wonder what years/other specs & info. Opened EBay (oops). Then, I decided to buy a Barbie case to store things more nicely (1962 Raven Bubble Cut Barbie deserves better than a cardboard box. Malibu Skipper and Sweet 16 Barbie, too.). Then, another case. Then, a replacement of a 1970s doll I really regretted giving away and an outfit for her... since I remember Mom buying it for me and that sense that we'd done some early bonding over pretty dolls. A memory so early it's shimmery, like gossamer.

On the bad side, I'm just avoiding the topic w Hubs as he tactfully doesn't ask about the 6 pkgs arriving fr EBay in today's mail... and how much I'm spending so frivolously. On the plus side, fun & many "oh, yeah!" moments. On the bad, addictively fun and not free. :P

Must get a grip.

Related Discussion? Innovation. Barbie has been more innovative over the years than I realized. High fashion to Mod to Malibu to Superstar and beyond. Different body types. The early talking dolls didn't work out. I guess too difficult to do economically, but a cool try. The walking dolls are hard to find in working order 50 yrs out, so I see why they moved past that phase. The variations in hair styling- hair that grows when you push a button, stick on beard pieces for Ken, hair extensions, etc. have come around repeatedly. More recently, they've had glow in the dark outfits and light up wings. They've worked with designers and embraced diversity. Impressive.

I once read a book about how current vampires reflect current culture/society as a whole in each time period. I think that's true to some extent for all our pop icons, including Barbie. I'm sorry her fashions are more cheaply made today, too. I'm glad if she's more inclusive and still bright/optimistic/capable.

Anyway, grieving. If these were olden times, I'd be wearing gray (past those early days with all black and a veil, but still reeling).

[jkbabiey]

Hello, thank you for doing this and congrats for your followers!

This is my info:

Name: Viviana

Pronouns: She/Her

Sun: Aquarius

Moon: Geminis

Venus: Capricorn

Love language: Quality time

Word that defines me: Loyal

Favorite song at the moment: Opening sequence by TXT

Looking forward to know what you have to say about this person!

Hi Viviana! I'm so glad you decided to join the game!!- Beforehand, I'd like to say that this reading has some very explicit details in it. Sorry if you're not okay with it. But I just thought I'd warn first :)

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞:

Appearance (I'm so sorry I totally forgot to take note of the cards:()

They may have large shoulders. They may have an inverted-triangle-shaped body. Their eyelids may be puffy - they may have hooded eyes and I'm feeling like they may have very pale skin and lighter eyes. Their arms may be short and that may be something you find cute about them. They may use a mustache or a beard. Thin pinky lips. So - very graphic detail here - you may have a thing about their balls. You know which balls I mean, right? Actually, you probably find their whole member very nicely shaped. It's gonna be one of your favorite parts of their body. Sorry if that was TMI (i don't even know why that came to my mind, but it did and I tend to just write whatever comes to my mind, so there you have it, I guess).

Personality

Your cards: King of Cups (rev), Page of Swords, Temperance, The Empress, The Emperor, The Lovers, Queen of Pentacles (rev), King of Pentacles (rev)

Girl, you're literally marrying your soulmate for real. I don't know if you're into tarot at all, but I'll just point out the cards that are making me think this - you got The Lovers, first of all (it's pretty self-explanatory, isn't it?); then, you got both the emperor AND the empress, if that doesn't scream power couple to you I don't know what does, AND you also got both the queen and the king of pentacles. I can't. Yes, soulmate right here!

Now let's get to their actual personality. They will respect the shit out of you. They will be extremely patient with you, respecting your timing and decisions at all time. They will love and respect you so much. You two will have this unspoken bond to you two that is so fucking deep and neither of you will have to actually say anything for you both to know there is literally no one else you could have such a connection with. You two will understand the other without the need for words. It's like you can communicate telepathically. One look is enough to know exactly what the other person is feeling. Your person will have this moodiness to them, which makes it seem like they are always either mad or sleepy, which will also be really cute in your eyes. You two will have this vibe of a power couple when you're together, that's simply mind-blowing. People will look at you and know that you to are in it for the long run. Also, I feel like this person's feminine energy and masculine energy are perfectly balanced (no matter if they're a woman or a man) and this will make you feel so at ease with them. And your morals will be in perfect alignment. You two will have different personalities but at your core, your values are the same. You'll both value the same stuff and have the same principles. Also, this person is very well-off. They are very economically independent. This is definitely a very pure genuine love.

Career

Your cards: The Magician, Justice, Ace of Cups

This person loves their job. And it's something that requires them to rationalize a lot and it demands a lot of research too. I'd say it may be something in the law area, like a lawyer or a judge. I feel like no matter what they do, they will have a very innovative way of working. And they'll like to do things their own way, ignoring the way it's established that things should be done.

Communication Style

Your cards: The World, Queen of Swords, The Magician (rev), The Fool (rev), The Tower, Death

Your person could literally speak a lot of languages (I'm hearing 5 or more, which indicates that their job may also require them to move a lot). I feel like they are very blunt and sincere when they speak and their tone of voice is very loud and clear too. It's a nice voice. Feels relaxed actually. I feel like they are not a person to use a lot of fancy words. They don't like fancy words and they hate beating around the bush. If they want to say something they will say it like it is. But they are a very relaxed person, generally. And their voice always sounds very chill. They don't hold back on their words tho, so sometimes they can come across as quite rude, but they're just unfiltered, which (in my eyes) is a great thing. I feel like they are very casual when they speak. I do feel like there's a big change in the way they speak when they're in a casual setting and when they're working. It's completely different - like they're different people.

Love Language

Your cards: King of Pentacles, The Tower

I feel like your person is not a big PDA person. Actually, in front of other people, no matter if they're friends or not, they won't show any type of affection. If you two are with other people, they'll treat you like you're like everyone else. Like, if you're hanging out with friends, they'll treat you like you're just one of the homies. If you're out grocery shopping, they'll treat you like you're just roommates. They are not very comfortable showing their emotions in front of other people. I do feel like there's a big shift when you two are in private, just the two of you. There's a big change, in the sense that suddenly they'll be extremely caring, no matter what love language we're talking about, they'll be very expressive about it in private.

[taylorslovesswifties]

BABYDOLL EP. 7

May 2, 2022

"Yes, Bronie has just entered the paddock. They're walking towards the Alpha Tauri building with teammate Ricciardo and some team engineers. Early in the morning, we saw some riders. She brought a very different innovation to the Alpha Tauri team. Bronie, one of the few female drivers in the history of Formula One, has chosen to move to this team and has launched her Formula One career. I hope it's a good race for every team and every driver. "Now we're going into the Mercedes garage." A couple of reporters appeared next to us, but I didn't answer any questions and we went into the garage, Daniel in front of me and me right behind him.

"Oh, you guys are early today. Go upstairs and have a seat and I'll be up in a minute." Daniel and I nodded and we went up the stairs to the top floor.

"Welcome. Did you eat anything before you came?" Laura came over and sat down in the black chair to my right. Laura was my manager. He explained the procedures here in a way I could understand. I was so grateful to him.

"I haven't had my morning coffee."

"Me too." "Laura was my manager," Daniel said, signaling his agreement. Lately he hadn't looked up from his phone. Maybe he had a girlfriend and was talking to her? It was something that could happen. At least some people were happy. Unlike me. Just seconds after starting a new relationship, I found out I'd been cheated on. I'd been the second woman all along! I watched the foam on the dark coffee in the white porcelain cup placed in front of me. I lifted the mug to my lips to drink the coffee, but the red polo shirt I saw in the driveway made me spit it out involuntarily. Daniel grimaced and started wiping the coffee from his face.

"Now that I've had a coffee bath, I can finally start my day." I reached for the plastic napkin holder on the table and pulled out a napkin and handed it to him, trying to stop my coughing.

"I'm really, really sorry, Daniel. I really didn't want this to happen, I just saw someone familiar. "So spraying coffee is not something I do all the time."

"Hmm. Who is this familiar person? You must have had a bad history together to be so surprised." Laura looked up from her phone and turned her head to me.

"Is this the mystery boy you were talking about the other day? You know your-" Laura looked down from the balcony and tried to find the person she didn't recognize.

"Don't bother looking around, I'm not going to tell you who it is."

"Come on, Annabelle. "You have to tell us who he is. The promise stays between Daniel and me. "No one else will find out." I shook my head no.

"You'll never find out who he is. He's just a useless person who cheated on me." Daniel put the bread back on the table and glanced over his shoulder at the Red Bull garage.

"He's not from Red Bull."

"I was just looking." I shrugged, not ready to tell him yet.

"I'm sure she is, Dan." Daniel and I got on very well, we warmed up to each other straight away, which was very important for the team and for the drivers. If the drivers didn't get along, there could be big problems down the road. As we were finishing breakfast, Marko sat down at our table.

"We need a good result in this race, guys. Let's at least get into the top 10. They will be in contact with you when you need them on the radio, so don't be afraid of that. Annabelle has just joined us. You will have some time to get used to the team, to the format. We hope you get through this process quickly. We expect good results in qualifying, guys. The rest is up to you." It wasn't the first race of the season. They had a big problem with their previous rider, so they parted ways with him. I nodded and wet my lip before speaking.

"I believe we will have a good result today. I've been dreaming of racing in Formula 1 for a long time. Thank you for bringing me to the team and making this dream come true. I know the situation with Yuki and I can assure you that it will not happen with me. You may only have a small problem with me."

"What kind of problem?"

"I would love to have a second coffee." They all started laughing and Marko laughed and signaled to the waiter.

"You heard the lady. She wants another coffee." The waiter nodded and left to prepare the coffee.

"It is very difficult to find such harmony between two teammates. I'm glad you guys got along well." The waiter left my coffee on the table. I looked across the garage, and as if sensing he was being watched, he turned around, pushed his glasses down his nose and looked at me. How could I still be attracted to her after everything that had happened?

"Wow, Annabelle likes the prince of Monaco." Laura spoke flirtatiously and I put my finger to my mouth like I was going to throw up.

"Hey, come on, you like him, don't you? I think he likes you too, he’s still looking at you. I'm afraid he has a girlfriend."

"I know he has a girlfriend , but I don't like him, I think he's a terrible person. In fact, I've just decided I hate him."

"How do you know Charles?" Daniel must have found himself an interesting topic as he seemed to be digging into it.

"He's a close friend of my brother. He's also someone who ruined my childhood."

"You two know each other from when you were little?"

"Unfortunately." He nodded and asked no more questions. Charles continued to stare. I kept my composure and continued to pretend he wasn't there. Laura lifted me out of the chair and took my arm. I kept quiet and gritted my teeth until we got to my dressing room. Once inside, Laura sat across from me and took my hand in hers.

"You know you can tell me anything, right? I'm not just your manager, Anna. I'm also your friend. "You don't need to be scared or afraid. I'm here." I nodded and started to speak through my tears. The words rolled off my lips.

"I've been in love with him since I was a kid. It started with admiration. And then I started liking him and boom. He used to like me. But then he started flirting with Alexandra and they became lovers. A few months after they broke up, something happened between us and that day I found out from Lorenzo that Charles had gone back to Alexandra. It's been two weeks since I found out. I feel so stupid. I say I hate him, but it's wrong. I hate that I can't hate him. I hate that I can't hate him even a little bit, no matter what. I can't stand to see him with that girl. I hate that she can make him laugh like that. But I love him. It's like breathing, I can't stop. It's like drugs, I can't stop." I wiped my tears and stood up. Laura was opening and closing her mouth, unable to think of anything to say.

"You don't have to say anything. I know you’re with me, that's enough for me." She stood up and hugged me.

"How about I kill that asshole?"

"I won't say no. But unfortunately, we have a race to win."

"You might as well win as soon as you arrive. "Leclerc would be stunned." I chuckled and nodded.

"I'll do my best."

"You might need more."

"Don't worry, it won't happen." We left the room and went into the garage. I had my overalls on so I quickly put my hair up and sipped the water from the bottle. It was very important for the drivers to drink water because you lose a lot of water during the race.

"Bronie, put your helmet on and get in the car. There will be a command for the cars to enter the track soon." I handed the bottle to Laura and put my helmet on. Once we were in the car, Laura took some pictures of me and sent them to my phone.

"You're perfect. Hang on, I'm going to post this on Instagram."

"Laura, don't be ridiculous. I don't even know who I am. Don't share that photo." No matter what I say. She's going to post that photo.

"Too late. Wow, you're really great." I rolled my eyes but I didn't stop him from sharing it. The world wouldn't burn if he shared a photo.

"Yeah, Daniel's in the car. Now we can take the cars to the track." Once we were settled in, I turned the steering wheel and pulled out of the garage. We settled in according to last year's champion teams and waited for a while. After qualifying, it was time to see who would start the race in which position. The five red lights came on and qualifying started. The first lap was a warm-up lap, I prepared the tires for the track by driving the car zigzagging. After the warm-up lap was over, we settled back into our seats. A scratchy voice came over the radio.

"Good luck, Bella." Daniel's muffled voice came over the radio.

"Thank you, Dan. I hope you dust the track." A low chuckle came over the radio.

"I'll be sure to dust it." The last red light came on and everyone hit the gas pedal.

"Good start, Bronie."

"Thanks, Laura."

"You're supposed to stay until Q3. Try not to crash." Just after Laura, Marko said one last thing on the radio and I picked it up.

"Bronie's off to a great start. He's going very fast. Hamilton is right behind him but he can't get to the front. A big attack by Verstappen! Sainz loses his place and Verstappen is now fifth!

Verstappen was called to pit. But he says he doesn't want to go in, the tires are very strong and he can take him a long way. Behind Perez is Alonso and behind Alonso is Leclerc. Time's up and Q1 is over, folks, and Q2 is about to start." Exhausted, I drove the car into the garage and thanked the engineer who brought me water. My throat was dry and I was very stuffy in the helmet, and I was dying of excitement. Q1 was over and I hadn't crashed or had any problems with the car. After a while I was back on the track and Q2 was over in the blink of an eye. I was numb to my thighs, but qualifying was coming up.

"Bella, Daniel can't attend Q3. Come on girl, show us what you can." I was worried about Daniel so I turned on the radio.

"Is he okay?"

"Yeah, he's fine, he's inside offering Ruby a cup of tea." Laura laughed and exposed Daniel but Marko's sigh echoed over the radio.

"I'm gonna try and get in the top five."

"Whoa, whoa, hold it right there, buddy. Did you say top five?" Marko was practically shouting into the radio and I was already going deaf.

"Yes, I believe I can do it, just trust me, okay?" They both mumbled okay, but they still hadn't gotten over their shock.

"How's Leclerc doing?" I didn't want to mention that guy's name but I had to ask him, I wanted to beat him.

"He's three places behind you and I don't think he can overtake you if you keep driving with this ambition."

"Good." We took our places and made a fast start to the qualifying laps. Towards the last laps, Charles and I were facing each other. I was about to swear but I kept my mouth shut. If I passed him, everything would be perfect.

"Come on, come on, come on." I stepped on the gas and went around the corner and he was right behind me. I called Laura on the radio.

"Are we allowed to connect to Leclerc's radio? I want to tell her something."

"I'm afraid not. "Tell me what you have to say. I'll try to tell her." Shit!

"Oh, shit. Okay, then tell him this. I'll bury him in the ground and he'll beg me to get out of there."

"All right." After a few more cars, the last lap came.

"I gave him the message you wanted me to give him." Laura's voice trailed off towards the end.

"What did he say?"

"He said that he loves you too." There was a giggle from behind and they both started laughing.

"This isn't funny!" Verstappen came up behind me and we went into the corner. The street circuit was pushing too hard.

"You can give way to Verstappen, Bella. We're not racing him." It was a tough decision, I got out of the way and let Max get in front of me.

"I want you to know that I will never do that again. I'll never give anyone the easy way out like that again." There was no answer on the radio, but I knew I was right. As I crossed the black and white line, there was a huge scream and applause on the radio.

"Even though it was Bronie's first Formula One race, it was a first and he came fifth! Alpha Tauri is very happy now. The Alpha Tauri team rushes to the fenced area of the track to congratulate their teammates. Verstappen first, Leclerc second, Russell third. followed by Hamilton in fourth and Bronie in fifth. Excellent qualifying and we are looking forward to tomorrow's race." I saw the Alpha Tauri engineers hanging from the bars at the side of the track and waved excitedly. I followed the other guys into the pits and pitted right behind them.

"Well done, Bronie, good job."

"Thank you, guys. "Thank you all for your effort and your hard work. It was a perfect race." Once in the garage, I got out of the car and took off my helmet.

"Come on out so the reporters can take some pictures of you." Laura wrapped my towel around my neck and handed me the water bottle. I quickly drank the water, let my hair down and wiped the sweat off my face with a towel.

"Annabelle, can you look over here?"

"What do you think about the new format?"

"Can you tell us a few things about your success?"

"Who do you see as your competitors?"

"Who are your role models?" I approached the reporters and they all handed me their microphones within seconds.

"Calm down, I will answer all the questions." There was more than one reporter in front of me and I was trying to answer them all. My dark brown hair was soaked with sweat and spilled over my forehead. I pulled my bangs out of my line of sight and smiled at the reporters.

"I'm very happy to come fifth, it's a very important thing for me. My team and I adapted quickly to the new format and everyone in the team is behind this success. Everyone, especially our team manager, believed in me and my teammate Daniel and supported me. Other than that, I got used to the car quickly, we had no problem with that. All the drivers are very strong and very knowledgeable. My role model is Jules Bianchi. It was a good race, but it was also a lot of fun. Thank you." Laura approached me with her phone hanging around her neck. He was holding a medium-sized notebook.

"You spoke well and didn't get into risky questions, well done. The drivers only know you by name and they want to meet you. So there's a party tonight. 'It's a meet-and-greet party. Your clothes have been sent to the hotel. Your hair and makeup team will be there. I'll go with you to the party and I won't leave your side for a second."

"You want to get a closer look at his handsome drivers. And a party would be a good idea, it'd be fun."

"Yes, that's what I'm talking about. Girl-on-girl fun, drinks, appetizers and more! It's going to be a great party." Arm in arm, we walked around pit road for a bit and had a race to rate the other drivers out of 10. Laura admired Hamilton and I thought that was very sweet. It's also funny.

"You can't give that asshole a ten, Bella." Oh, honey, I'll give you a 10.

"I've already done it. As much as I hate Charles, he has undeniable charisma."

"Okay, maybe that's what you said, but at least knock some points off."

"Okay, then make it a nine. I'm docking points for his horribly overinflated ego."

"I don't have a terribly large ego." I turned around and oh, my God! He was standing in front of me with his sweat-streaked hair, towel around his neck and sunglasses, telling me he had no ego! Frowning, I crossed my arms and took a step closer to him.

"Sorry, my bad, you have such an ego that horrible is an understatement." He grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me, not very gently, through the Ferrari garage. Laura was standing in the middle of the road with her mouth open.

"Let go of my arm, I see you've gone from heartbreaking prince to bully." I tried to pull my arm away but he wouldn't let go. He took us into the dressing room himself and locked the door on us.

"Oh, God, not the locker room again."

"We're not leaving here until you listen to me, we can wait here for hours if you want. If you don't want to miss the party tonight, you have to listen to me. Please."

"You know that word please and the way you brought me here were completely unrelated, right? And I won't listen to you, I don't want to listen to you, I don't want to hear your voice, I don't want to see you, I don't want you around, I don't want you in my life. Do you know I can't walk past that gym just because of that disgusting incident? Or do you know I can't stand seeing pictures of you with that girl? Do you know I'm going crazy thinking about you sleeping with her and waking up with her? I want to hate you. Hating you is the only thing I've been trying to learn for months." The more I wiped away my tears, the more they came. So I gave up wiping away the tears and dropped my tired body on the chair. He sat across from me, slumped down and leaned his back against the red-painted cabinet.

"I didn't know you thought that. Look, you may think I'm an asshole for what I put you through, and I can't say you're wrong. But I'm with Alexandra now. And I didn't know I was making you feel that way, Cherié. I apologize for what happened in that locker room. I couldn't help myself and I messed up. But you know what I love most in this life? Being with you, spending time with you. When I'm with you, it's like I'm not me. And I love it. I'd love to start with a clean slate. Can we just be friends like we used to be?" His eyes welled up and a tear fell from his left eye. He wiped it quickly, turned his head so I wouldn't see it. But I saw it. As much as I wanted to be friends with him, I couldn't forget what had happened. I couldn't erase it.

"Give me some time to think, okay? I'm not in a position to answer that right now." He shook his head. It was clear that he didn't have the strength to answer. He unlocked the door and opened it. He stepped out in front of me, slowly and cautiously, and I followed behind him. When he stopped suddenly, I bumped hard into his back, grabbed his shoulders and tilted my head to the right to see what was in front of him.

"What's going on?" The question fell silently from my lips. There was Alexandra, a couple of engineers trying to listen to what was going on. I stiffened and pulled my hand away from Charles' arm and he shouted angrily.

"There is nothing to see here! Now please, everyone, get back to work." Everyone suddenly turned around and walked away. Except Alexandra. Charles turned around and looked at me.

"I need to talk to Alexandra for a moment, Cherié. I'll see you at the party tonight, okay?" I nodded briefly and walked away. I tried to take my mind off him for a while. It was time to get ready for the party.