#thank you Asya! ^^

[small-world-au]

I feel like out of all of Dahlia's siblings, she'd prob have a loving relationship w/ Bridget (if she knew her)

and for her other siblings, she'd probably be the most positive with Adam since uhh idk they seem mature enough to be able to get along (somehow)

Yeee! Adam was raised well by his mama. ^^

Also, that be SO ADORABLE!!! I WANNA SEE THEM BOND!!! :3

[k0nstanta]

no. 46 for all plzz :з

46. when is their birthday?

shurik - june 12

sasha - july 22

asya - september 7

kotya - december 25

[evilwickedme]

Finally home, just before ten pm - left yesterday at one thirty pm, so I've been gone almost 36 hours. Buffy is currently in my lap purring, I missed her so fucking much I love her oh my god

[musallemfamily]

In all the languages ​​of the earth, Asia needs help before it's too late💝🙏🇵🇸🕊️

Asia, 28, lives with her family in Gaza, where their home was almost completely destroyed by shelling. She miraculously survived with her family, but they were forced to flee to a refugee camp. They live in a cramped tent under harsh conditions, with severe shortages of food and water. Every day, Asia struggles to provide for their basic needs amidst the blockade and destruction. After 11 months of war and continuous suffering, leaving Gaza has become the only option to ensure a decent life for her family. For this reason, she launched a donation campaign to help them get out of this hell and start over in a safe place. So every donation from you, no matter how small, is a ray of hope to help us. Thank you🙏🥹🙏

[theasimz]

Asya tattoo N15

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Thanks to all cc creators <3

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[asyafamily2]

Hello everyone💝

"My family and I have launched a special fundraising campaign to support us during these difficult times in Gaza. Can you help us by donating to our personal campaign? Every contribution from you will be greatly appreciated and will help us directly. Thank you for your support and generosity."🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻

[the-bad-batch-baroness]

There will not be a new fic posted today. Sorry, babes, but I was really busy this week and couldn't finish the request I was working on in time to post 😔

The next part of Where's Mommy? is still on schedule to be posted next Friday, 3/22, so be on the lookout for that!

But... While I'm here. I also have something exciting I would like to share with everyone. A small tidbit from a chapter that I'm working on in the background. One from a series that a lot of my readers have been waiting for me to update. Can you guess which one it is?

A sneak peek is below:

Kix has done everything he can to keep Tup from becoming scrap parts. He's shuffled more flimsi-work, used more aliases, and even deleted clinical items from the record to make sure Tup stays off the radar. Kix doesn't enjoy the secrecy, but the GAR doesn't have any use for a broken clone. He would've dunked Tup in a bacta tank a long time ago, but with his broken jaw, there was no way to do it safely. Now, since so much time has passed, the prognosis isn't good. "What are our options?" you ask. "Limited," Kix answers. He scrolls through his data-pad and sighs. "At this point, the neuropathy is severe." "Meaning?" you ask. Even with all the time you've spent in the med-center, the medical jargon doesn't get any easier to interpret.  "It's irreparable," Kix says. "The damage is done." "No," you gasp. That was the last thing you wanted to hear. "He'll… He'll be devastated." Kix puts his data-pad down and rubs his face. "I know." "There has to be something you can do about it," you quickly add. "Right?" "Cybernetics is his only option," Kix says. "It's not uncommon and it's better than nothing." You fidget with the hem of your shirt, trying desperately to hold in your emotions and stay strong. "How much would you have to amputate?" Kix picks his data-pad up and taps a few times until he pulls up a picture of a nerve map. He leans over so you can look at the image. "See this line here?" You nod. "This is the saphenous nerve. It runs from the upper thigh, here, all the way down the leg. It's a sensory nerve, which means it carries information like touch, pain, temperature, and leg position back to the brain. That nerve was damaged here, so we could probably get away with just below the knee." You let out a shaky breath. It was less than you expected, but it's still hard to imagine. And what's worse, you still have to tell Tup.

That's right, you guessed it. This excerpt is from Chapter 4 of A Man's Worth!!!

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I haven't forgotten about this series, and it still lives rent-free in my brain. As I mentioned in the New Year, I will be updating and finishing many of my series this year, and A Man's Worth is on that list! Thank you to everyone who is patiently waiting 💚💚💚

[treee-baeee]

Asya’s voice emerged from the quiet between them, soft and laden with a charm particular to her. "Tré," she murmured, the syllables of his name lilting in that familiar, darling way, carrying the warmth of intimacy so often unspoken. Her gaze caught his for a beat, a quick but pointed moment, before drifting to the subtle imperfection at his collar—a crooked tie, slight but unmistakable, in need of gentle correction.

With a languid, deliberate gesture, she lifted her hand, extending it toward him. Her fingers, poised yet tender, hovered near his chest before brushing against the fabric of his tie. The nearness, a whisper of touch between them, brought a sense of quiet tension to the air, as if even the softest movement held meaning. She deftly smoothed and straightened the silk, her fingertips lingering at the end of her task, prolonging a sweetness in their closeness that words would only disrupt.

“There.”

— yours truly, @divineordiabolical (would draw something for this, but simply too busy 😭 wanted to send in an ask anyway, hope we have fun 💕)

He looked a bit flustered after she completed her task... He stayed silent for a moment before looking back up at her and gathering himself together. He stands up straight and meets her gaze.

" ... Thank you... I-... "

He tried to find other words, but really couldn't. Who was she? (I don't even know if he knows he or not, I'm so sorry 😕) Why was she here? He just stayed a silent flustered mess...

[arlana-likes-to-write]

Hello!! For the black widow sister series. Natasha seems a little distant and still with the not being sisters thing. Maybe one time something very serious happens to r and they have to save her or to Nat and yelena and reader nearly sacrifices to save them. I don’t know something. I have many ideas for this series because it’s amazing and you write sooo incredibly good ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for requesting this! Hope you enjoy it! Please keep requesting more ideas!

You have yourself a Deal

Warnings: sensory torture, mention of past assualt, PTSD episode

Word Count: 4.3K

Carol was a little worried. She knew in this line of work everything was uncertain. So when you were late for the date she wasn’t upset or angry, thinking you stood her up. The mission must have gone longer. You were freeing a Widow in Mexico, making a pit stop in New York, and then back to Russia. Carol knew your sisters were trying to convince you to move to the compound. She had to admit she wasn’t against the idea of you living there but she was going to respect your choice. But the problem was you would have texted her if you were going to be late. Carol walked into the common area. It was a Friday night so a small party was being thrown. The music was playing and the drinks were flowing. She moved past Wanda with a smile and found Natasha and Yelena in an intense game of beer pong. Maria was sitting on a bar stool watching the two Widows go head to head. Yelena had the ball and aimed at Natasha’s cup. The eldest of the two was winning by one cup. Yelena threw it and she sunk the shot. “Yes!” Yelena said. “Oh hi, Carol.” Carol smiled. “I thought you were going out with Y/n.”

“That was the plan and why I’m here.” She put her hands in the pocket of her jeans. “She didn’t show up and I haven’t heard from her. I was hoping you have.” Natasha put her cup down and pulled out her phone. 

“I haven’t,” Yelena said. That wasn’t good. “But that is usually normal.” Yelena looked at her sister. The color was drained from her face. “Nat, what’s wrong?” She looked away from her phone. 

“We have a problem.”

*

Drip. Drip. Drip. It was the sound that woke you up. You blinked slowly, your eyes adjusting to the low light. You were in a room; with no windows, and no doors, but there was a drain and a camera in the corner. A red dot was blinking at you so you knew it was on. You stood up on shaky legs and sipped the water off your face. There was a leaky pipe. It was the only sound in the quiet room. You don’t know what happened. You follow the Widow into a building and you lose her. Your memory got fuzzy after that. You had to get out of here. 

The room was 6 by 8. The walls were smooth with no indication of an opening but whoever took you had to get you in this room somehow. Static filled the quiet room as if someone was switching through radio stations. “Hello?” You questioned. “Hey, what’s going on?” The static got louder. Soon it changed to heavy rock music. You covered your ears but the music was turned up. You closed your eyes and took a steady breath. They were torturing you. You’ve learned about these techniques in the Red Room. You just had to wait it out until they told you what they wanted or your sisters found you. Oh, you hoped they were looking for you. 

*

Yelena watched the screen in horror as you sat on the ground with your eyes covered and the music blared. The party ended quickly as Natasha turned off the music and ordered everyone to the conference room. Everyone sat around the table looking at a live feed that was sent to Natasha and Melina. Melina zoomed in so a plan could be made. “Do we have any idea who sent this?” Steve asked. 

“Her next Widow was Asya Petrova,” Melina explained. “She was assigned to the Crimson Eyes.” 

“But they are a lower-level drug organization,” Natasha added. “They have no reason to kidnap her.” 

“So do you think it was a trap to get her alone?” Sam asked. It was a possibility. Widows had a ledger filled with red and enemies came with that amount of bloodshed. Yelena started to bite her nails. Wanda took her hand into hers and squeezed it. 

“Do we have a location?” Carol asked. She was standing in the corner far away from everyone. She had a hard look on her face, it was void of all emotion. Yelena never saw her look like this before. 

“She’s still in Mexico,” Tony said. “FRIDAY and I are working on an exact location.” 

“We should head there,” Natasha moved to leave the room but Carol grabbed her arm, stopping her. “Let go, Danvers.” She shook her head. 

“We need to come up with a plan before jumping the gun,” Natasha pulled her arm away. 

“What we need to do is go save her.” 

“I know but what are you going to do, Nat? Search all of Mexico to find her,” Yelena watched Natasha’s jaw clench. “You need to think clearly.” 

“I am thinking clearly. I’m thinking about saving my sister,” she said. “Which I’m questioning if you even care about because you are stopping me.” Natasha touched a nerve. Yelena watched anger flash through Carol’s eyes. Maria stood up and got between them. She pushed her girlfriend away from Carol, creating much-needed space between the two. 

“This isn’t helping,” Maria said. “So cut the shit.” Natasha glared at her girlfriend before sitting back down. 

“What is going through your head, Danvers?” Rhodey asked. Carol sighed. 

“They took her alive for a reason,” she put her hand on her chin. “So that means they’ll contact us or.” She stopped. 

“Or what?” Yelena questioned. Carol looked at Natasha and Yelena. 

“Or they know you and Natasha would come and try to save her and they want you as well.” Your gasp pulled everyone back to the screen. A sprinkler system turned on and water began to rain down on you. 

“Widows are trained to withstand torture,” Melina said. “But the longer she’s with them the more damage they’ll cause to her.” 

*

Natasha found Carol at the bar. She was making herself a drink with some bottles of Asgardian ale. “Hey,” the Black Widow said. Carol looked up and passed her a drink. “Thank you.” She nodded, taking a sip of her drink. “I’m sorry about earlier.” The shock on Carol’s face was evident. Apologizing wasn't Natasha’s thing. “I know you care about her.” The captain stared at her drink.

“She asked me to go with her to Mexico,” she took a sip. “I told her I couldn’t go. If I-”

“Don’t,” Natasha said, cutting her off and taking the drink from her. “Don’t go down that path because it will eat you alive.” Natasha knew from firsthand experience the dangers of spiraling down the ‘What ifs.’ Guilt was a heavy and dangerous emotion that Natasha was still dealing with. 

“She’s not upset with you,” Carol said. “She knows it was the right choice.” Natasha smiled at her. 

“It doesn't make it easier. I failed to save her once I won’t fail again.” The sound of footsteps walked over to them. Natasha knew it was Maria. The agent put her arm around Natasha’s waist. 

“Melina and Alexei are here,” she told them. “And whoever took Y/n is calling.” Carol thanked her and walked back to the conference room. “How are you?” She asked once Carol was out of earshot. 

“I don’t know,” Natasha answered honestly. The Black Widow’s emotions were all over the place. She’s watched you get tortured before, it was common practice in the Red Room to watch or even partake in the torture of other Widows. But in the Red Room, Natasha programmed herself to not care about you. In her mind, you weren’t her sister. But now, it hurts too much to think about her life without you. 

“I know you are going through a lot,” Maria said, kissing her forehead. “But I think you need to talk to Yelena. She hasn’t spoken to anyone, not even Melina.” Natasha nodded.

“Yeah, I’ll do that.” They walked back to the conference room, she said hello to Melina and Alexei, and sat next to Yelena. The blonde was playing with the rings on her fingers. Natasha grabbed her and squeezed it. It took a minute but Yelena squeezed her hand back. 

“Are we ready people?” Tony asked. 

“Let’s do this,” Natasha said. The billionaire nodded and connected the call. The screen was divided down the center; on the left was the video of you and on the other, there was a masked individual. Natasha could see his eyes and smile. 

“Hello, Avengers,” his voice was robotic. “Welcome to my funhouse. I do hope you are enjoying the show.” 

“Tell us what you want,” Steve said. 

“Who says I want anything?” He questioned. “Maybe this is what I want.” The water and music stopped. You looked around the room but didn’t stand. Your body was shaking. The moment of peace didn’t last long as the wind started to blow in your room. You curled into a ball to protect yourself from the assault. “Dreykov’s little spider bowing before me. It’s such a powerful feeling.” Natasha felt a wave of intense anger run through her. She saw red. 

“So this is your plan,” Carol said. “Breaking Dreykov’s strongest soldier so she would submit to you and your followers.” She crossed her arms. “It seems pathetic.” Natasha knew it was part of the plan to poke the bear so his real plan or identity would be relieved. But she was nervous, her sister’s life was in the hands of this sociopath. The man’s smile faltered. 

“Captain Marvel, I’m hurt that you think so less of me,” the wind stopped and you sat up, looking up at the ceiling. “You’ve only seen the bare minimum of this room. Her life is in my hands.” She wasn’t sure what happened but she watched you start to fidget and play with the collar of your shirt. The temperature must have increased. “I’ll spar her but I want something in return.” 

“What do you want?” Tony asked. He looked at the table and his eyes landed on Yelena and Natasha. 

“I got to play with his malen'kiy pauk (little spider) and she’s a treat but I want the ones that got away,” Yelena squeezed Natasha’s hand. “I wonder if your screams will be like your sisters. Oh, how beautiful they were.”

“You aren’t getting them,” Melina said. “Pick something else.” The man laughed, throwing his head back. 

“Oh that was funny,” he said, once he calmed down. “That was the funniest thing you’ve said. That was good and the fact that you have any say in this.” The room began to argue with the masked man. Natasha looked at Yelena, she was staring at you. You were looking directly into the camera. Natasha wondered how many rooms like this you’ve been in and how many times did Dreykov send you away. All because you wanted to keep them safe. How many orders did you have to follow without hesitation? How many men did you have to kill? How many times were you beaten?

“You have yourself a deal,” Natasha said. Her voice silenced the room. “But you only get me not Yelena and I’ve been told I’m excellent at the type of services you are looking for.”

“Nat,” Yelena said but Natasha raised her hand to silence the blonde. It was an intense stare-off until the masked man smiled. 

“You have yourself a deal, Miss. Romanoff,” he said. “It’s poetic, isn't it? A deal your sister made saved you and now a deal you made is going to save her. I love a full-circle moment. I’ll send Mr.Stark the coordinates.” The screen turned black and the camera feed of your imprisonment was enlarged. The man turned the music back on and the water began to fall. Yelena ripped her hand out of her sister’s grasp. 

“Are you fucking insane?” She asked. Natasha rubbed her head. She knew the deal she made was ridiculous. The man was unhinged but she had no intention of giving herself up that easily. 

“Yelena,” she said, standing up. But Yelena moved away from her. 

“I’m sick and tired of both of you protecting me. I’m tired of feeling weak.” She said. 

“You aren’t weak,” Natasha whispered. “I just need you to be safe.” Yelena shook her head. 

“And what happens if that sociopath breaks his end of the deal?” She had a valid concern. “Then he’ll have both of you. What am I going to do then?” She yelled. Her outburst startled her. “I need air.” Yelena left the room. 

“I’ll go talk with her,” Alexei said, following the blonde. Natasha sighed, leaning against the table. 

“She has a point,” Sam said. “The man is insane.”

“I don’t plan to give myself up to him that easily. We need to come up with a plan to save me and her.” Natasha said. A ding filled the room and Tony typed on his tablet. 

“We got the coordinates,” he said, pulling up a map. “It looks like we are meeting at an abandoned factory.”

“Miss. Romanoff’s plan could work,” Vision said. At least someone was on her side. “He also relieved some information about himself.”

“Vision’s right. He knew Dreykov personally if he got to meet Y/n in that way,” Carol said. Natasha remembered you telling her that Dreykov was protective of you to an extent. 

“If we find out his identity it could give us an advantage,” Maria added. Melina sighed. 

“That man knew a lot of people,” Natasha wasn’t sure if the word ‘man’ was a way to describe him. 

“It’s a start,” Steve said. “Maria, Wanda, and Tony will help Melina find any connection that man could have had with Dreykov. The rest of us will come up with a plan to save Natasha and Y/n.” Natasha nodded, looking back at the screen. Hold on, sestra, we are coming for you. 

*

It was late. Most of the team was asleep as they were leaving early in the morning. But Natasha couldn’t sleep. She was sitting in the conference room watching the live stream of your cell. The music was still playing but instead of water, the man turned up the heat. You were slumped against the wall. The only indication Natasha had that you were alive was your head moving from side to side. “You should be sleeping,” Yelena said. Natasha didn’t bother to look behind her. “You have a busy day.” 

“I could say the same thing to you,” she said as Yelena sat down next to you. “I couldn’t sleep.” 

“Neither could I.” The two sisters sat in silence as they watched you. “She’s going to be okay, right?” Yelena asked. “Once we get her home.” That was a tough question. With everything being thrown at you, Natasha was surprised you hadn’t broken yet. 

“Yeah,” she finally said. “She’s going to be okay.” Yelena looked away from the screen to her sister. 

“And you're going to be okay too,” she whispered. “I can’t lose you. You were all I had for some years.” Natasha pulled Yelena into a hug. She felt tears on her shirt. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” she forced Yelena to look up and whipped away her tears. “We will be together again. You, me, and Y/n. We are sisters.” Yelena nodded. The music stopped. The silence pulled their attention back to the screen. You sat up straighter and whipped the sweat off your forehead. 

“I don’t know what you want,” you said, looking at the camera. “But you can’t break me. Dreykov couldn’t do it.” You licked your lips and laughed, shaking your head. “So have your fun you sick fuck because I’m gonna kill you or my sisters will.” Natasha was beginning to worry. She knew the serum could heal your physical wounds but the mental scars were her concern. You flipped off the camera. 

“I think she’s losing it,” Yelena said. “Just a little bit.” Natasha nodded. 

“We should sleep. She needs us at our best.” The water began to fall and the temperature dropped, you let out a shaky breath and it came out as fog. 

“I’m Russian, you stupid bitch. The cold doesn't bother me.” Natasha sighed. 

“Keep your mouth shut,” she said. “We are coming.”

*

You didn’t know how long you’d been in this room but you were hungry, tired, and thirsty. Sleep was impossible because the room was changing every second. The red light of the camera turned off and the wall opposite of you lowered. Oh, that’s how you got in. Five men walked in with black masks covering their faces. You smiled. “So you are the ones I have to thank for this vacation.” You were pulled to your feet. The room began to spin. You’ve never felt this weak. A bag was put over your head and they forced you to walk. “You guys don’t talk much.” It was hard to walk and they dragged you along. You were at their mercy, unable to walk on your own. A door opened and you were outside. You felt the sun on your skin. Another door opened and you were pushed forward. You were in a car, your head bounced against a window. You were going to be sick. It was as if your body was on a roller coaster. You let out a shaky breath. You needed to get your bearings straight but your head was pounding too much. The car began to move. “Can we stop and get milkshakes?” You asked. Someone punched your stomach. You groaned, leaning forward. “If I throw up it’s going to be your fault.” 

The drive wasn’t long, well you didn’t think it was. It could have been 2 days or 10 minutes. You rested your head against the window. The cold glass offered some relief. The car stopped. 

“Behave,” a voice warned. The voice sounded familiar. It sent a shiver down your spine. Why did you know that voice? The door opened and you were dragged out of the car. “You were supposed to come alone.” The voice said. 

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” Natasha said. Natasha. What was going on? “I want to see her.” The bag was ripped off your head and the sun hurt your eyes. You blinked slowly and stared in front of you. Natasha was there with Steve next to her. “Are you okay?” She asked. You didn’t know how to answer that. 

“I want a milkshake,” you told her. She fought a smile that crept onto her face. 

“She’s alive and somewhat well. Let’s make a deal.” 

“What deal?” You asked. Someone shoved you on your back and that was your answer. “Understood.” You walked forward and Natasha met you halfway. “What’s going on?” You asked her. 

“Don’t worry about it, okay? Trust me.” She continued to walk over to your captures. 

“Natasha,” you turned to follow her but strong arms grabbed onto your waist. “Steve, let me go!” You struggled against the super soldier. “Natasha!” You yelled. You watched helplessly as they put a bag over her head and handcuffed her. “Steve! Please let me go! Stop her! Stop her!” You cried. 

“Stop struggling,” he said. “You are in no condition to fight.” You could fight. You could fight. The world around you began to shift. Instead of standing in a parking lot, you watched as Red Room guards opened the shipping containers and your sisters were pulled out of your arms. They put her into the car. 

“It was a pleasure doing business with you, Captain.” The man said and got into the car. You escaped Steve’s hold on you. 

“How could you?!?” You yelled at him. “Are you fucking kidding me you just let them take her?” You punched at him but he grabbed your hand. 

“We have a plan, okay? Trust me.” How could you trust him? A black van pulled up. No. Not again. You fell backward and hit the ground. The world was spinning. You had no idea where you were. Your name. You heard someone say it. But you squeezed your eyes shut and opened them. You were back on the airstrip. Red Room guards were standing around you. Drekyov was there. He was going to bring you back. 

“Sestra, breath.” That was Yelena’s voice. “Focus on my voice. You are safe.” You weren’t safe. 

“Just breathe.” That was Natasha’s voice but that was impossible. You watched her get taken away. You shook your head and you were sitting on the ground with Natasha and Yelena in front of you. 

“What -?” You were cut off by leaning to the side and throwing up. 

“Ew,” Yelena said. 

“We need to get her to safety,” Melina said, moving to your side. 

“Mama,” you mumbled. It was hard to keep your eyes open. Natasha went to your other side and helped Melina stand you up. They got you into the van and the world went dark. 

*

You woke up slowly. You were laying in a hospital bed with IVs attached to your arms. You were in the med bay back at the Avenger’s compound. Natasha and Yelena were asleep next to you. The door opened to your room and Carol was there holding bags of food. She seemed stunned but soon she smiled. “Hey stranger,” she whispered. You smiled at her. Yelena shifted on the cot she was laying on.

“I smell food.” She mumbled, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. 

“I see you have your priorities in order,” you said. Your voice was rough from disuse. Yelena’s eyes went wide and stood up from her cot. 

“You're up!” She said, hugging you. The commotion woke Natasha up. She stretched and looked around the room. You smiled at her as she joined the hug without hesitation. Carol put the food on the table, ‘I’ll be back.’ She mouthed to you. You nodded, hugging your sister tighter. You ended the hug and stared at Natasha, you punched her in the arm. 

“Ouch!” She said, rubbing her arm. “What was that for?”

“Don’t ever give yourself to save me,” you said. “Both of you. Do you understand me?” Natasha shook her head. 

“Not gonna happen, sestra. We are a family. You did it for us and we would do it for you,” Natasha took your hand into hers. “I love you,” she said. You felt your eyes burn with tears. “We were separated for too long. Never again.”

“Yeah,” you whispered. “Never again.” 

*

Once Helen checked you out and you ate food, they told you the truth about what happened. Oriel Sergeev was the man behind your kidnapping. He was angry that you and your sisters brought down the Red Room. It wasn’t Natasha that they took but Wanda and they brought her back to where they kept you. She escaped with her powers and the rest of the team was there. You weren’t the only one that Oriel had captured. The Avengers saved those in his fucked up playhouse; including the Widow you were after. Physically you were okay, a little dehydrated but you were struggling mentally. 

You were sitting outside, underneath the night stars. Your room was too small, too much like the cell you just escaped. A blanket was wrapped around you. You so desperately wanted to go to sleep. “Hi,” you heard Carol say behind you. You haven’t seen her since she dropped off food for Natasha and Yelena. 

“Hi,” you said. She seemed unsure of herself as she stood next to you. You held out your hand and she took it. “Can I have a hug?” You asked. 

“You can have anything you want,” she sat down next to you and you pulled her into a hug. You loved the hugs from Carol. She was naturally warm. It was a stark contrast from the cold you felt in that cell. She let out a shaky breath and you felt it on your neck. “I was so worried,” she admitted. “I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t come back safe.” Her arms squeezed you tight as if she was afraid you would disappear. 

“I’m right here,” you whispered. You ended the hug and stared at her. “You would have found me. I know you would have.” She took your hand in yours and she looked down at your connected hands. You could see that she was spiraling, lost in her thoughts. “Hey,” you said, breaking the silence. You placed your free hand on her cheek and forced her to look at you. “Don’t blame yourself.” She smiled. 

“I’m guessing Natasha told you what happened.” You nodded. 

“What happened to me wasn’t yours or anyone's fault, okay?” She leaned into your touch and nodded. You had the sudden urge to kiss her. You wondered if the same thought crossed her mind as she looked into your eyes and down to your lips. 

“You should get some rest,” Carol said. “Preferably sleep that’s not medically induced.” 

“I’m scared to fall asleep,” you admitted. 

“Do you trust me?” She asked. 

“Of course,” you answered without hesitation. She sat back on the couch and maneuvered you so your back was resting against her front. She wrapped the blanket around you and her and she rested her head on your shoulder. 

“Is this okay?” She asked. You nodded. Her warmth made you feel safe. “Sleep, sweetheart. I’ll keep you safe.” She kissed the side of your head as you got comfortable. 

“Thank you.” You whispered. 

“No need to thank me. I got you.” You closed your eyes and trusted her. 

[yizuos]

Now that I have your attention while you had privileges to celebrate Halloween going to parties or trick or treat Palestine ARE STILL BEING KILLED BOMBED IN THEIR TENTS

You have the luxury to enjoy life with nothing while they have to fear death every second to even celebrate Halloween while they cannot grief or celebrate families friends birthdays or holidays I REFUSE to go on with my life knowing people are dying cannot help them only sharing campaign I feel hopeless but I cannot give up on them not should you please donate even A LITTLE would help them even sharing with tags would greatly help.

@mohammaedtaweel0593211574

Urgent Help for Mohammed Nasseer's Survival and Escape

$520/$10,000 5% donations has been made

[ https://gofund.me/3bcb5b4e ]

Verified by 90-ghost

@mohamed-shaat

Help me and my child for treatment in Egypt

[https://gofund.me/05447279] €3,011 raised of €20,000

Mohammad Shaat is asking for help to treat his son and wife treatment his wife needs lifelong treatment due to blood clots his son suffers from rapid electrical activity in the brain they had been evacuated before the crossing closed they just need help with treatment in Egypt. Note: hasn't been verified donations are protected

@asma-gaza3

Help Asmaa Abed Find Safety

[https://gofund.me/791dc07f]

$3,226 raised of $20,000

[https://www.tumblr.com/dlxxv-vetted-donations/762375440541368320?source=share] vetted

@rabah1monis

Help Monis and Family Escape Gaza for Urgent Treatment [https://gofund.me/dcee6396]

$1,825 raised of $41,300

Vetted by 90-ghost

@dodoomar12345

Help my son to live a normal live

(https://gofund.me/af916b12)

Verified by 90-ghost

kr206,297 SEK raised of kr300,000

Dooa is a grieving and tired Palestinian mother taking care of her son, Omar, who is non-verbal and only 5 years old. They have escaped Gaza and now are residing in Egypt, but the rest of her family are left in Gaza.

@musallemfamily

Help Asya and Her Family Escape the Nightmare in Gaza [https://gofund.me/4bad6bef]

kr3,627 NOK raised of kr600,000

@ghadanabil2 Rising from the Ashes: Ghada’s Journey of Hope and Resilien [https://gofund.me/8da7a18a]

€1,216 raised of €20,000

Verified by @gazavetters list is #6

@najwa-shawwa

Help Khalid Sisters in Gaza not to be Homeless $6,288/$15,000 25% of their goal

[ https://gofund.me/4fffa40f ]

Vetted By: @olagaza @tahseenkhazen, @determinate-negation @northgazaupdates

@asala-almashni

Help me to protect my only daughter's childhood [ https://gofund.me/1878a56c ]

€3,076 raised of €30,000

@abeer-adel Urgent Relief for Family Living in Tent [https://gofund.me/3be0a45c]

€2,914 raised of €50,00 6% of their goal

Vetted by 90-ghost and @gazavetters, number verified on the list is ( #79 )

@gehadfamily

Save my family from the devastation of war

[ https://gofund.me/af8ffd73 ]

€590/€30,000

Unvetted but reverse image are clear and donations are protected

@abooooods-blog

Help our children and save our lives

[ https://gofund.me/69f3b079 ]

€2,466/€40,000

Unvetted but reverse image are clear and donations are protected

@mahmoudayy33 Urgent aid ! Help to fight starvation for an extended family

[ https://gofund.me/fe3cd6dc ]

€6,635 raised of €55,000

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@aahednabilanqar

Help Ahed and his family get through this war in Gaza [ https://gofund.me/1e35b377 ]

€3,446/€40,000 11%

Unvetted but reverse image are clear and donations are protected

@shahdgazaa Save my little girl's life

(https://gofund.me/e5c8cd3a)

$822 raised of $20,000

PLEASE PLEASE I beg look at this campaign

Mohammed Abuawad baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help her due to the lack of proper medical care. The daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism and Mohammed Abuawad's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only $822 raised out of a $20,000 goal. If 100 people reading this donated $10, Mohammed Abuawad could raise $1000 in a day. If you are able to donate, if you can do anything to help, please do not delay. Mohammed Abuawad's daughter life depends on it.

@savemasafamily

Help us rebuild our home and restore our life

[https://gofund.me/9eee3265]

Vetted by gazavetters, number verified on the list is ( #148 ) €137/€10K

@saveomarfamily

Help Rania family to evacuate from Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/7ff6d5a5 ]

$1,945 raised of $35,000

Vetted by 90-ghost

@baraaalshrafa

Help for a better life and to get out of Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/3ca8fd51 ]

€1.583/€50.000 3% has been donated

Vetted by gazavetters number verified on the list is ( #34 )

@safaaalangr2003

Help Safaa Family to travel to a safe place

€2,365/€50,000 4% through there goal

[ https://gofund.me/4f76ea0b ]

Verified by el-shab-hussein

@mohamednaser1995

Urgent Help for Mohammed Nasseer's Survival and Escape $520/$10,000 5% of their goal [ https://gofund.me/3bcb5b4e ]

Verified by 90-ghost

@moomensblog2

Support Moomen family in Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/2af6eec0]

€655/€30,000 2% of their goal

@mhammedmosa37

Please help Muhammad and his family escape from Gaza [ https://gofund.me/66f6d9fd ]

$3,700/$20,000 19% of the goal

vetted by 90-ghost and appsa

@rasmi-gaza2

Help Eslam Save Her Family [ https://gofund.me/1ac71cbc ]

$15,041/$50,000 30% of their goal

Vetted by Bees&waterlemon line No. 175

90-ghost el-shab-hussein

@kokey-95

Kawthar family to evacuate from Gaza war

[ https://gofund.me/4089480c ] 2% of their goal €870/€50,000

Vetted by gazavetters, number verified on the list is ( #145 ) and by 90-ghost

@sondos22002

Help Sondos family to survive to get better life [ https://gofund.me/e710175a ] 2%

$532 CAD/$30,000

Vetted by gazavetters, number verified on the list is ( #70 ) and by 90-ghost

@montaser-bashir2002

Help Me & My Family from Gaza have a Safe & Secure Life [ https://gofund.me/0d1ea68f ] 26% of their goal

£1,291/£5,000

@haniyalanqr

Save Hani and His Family: A Campaign to Rebuild Hope in Gaz [ https://gofund.me/0c2962e9 ]

€2,108/€25,000 8% of their goal

Vetted by Gaza vetters number #5 and 90-ghost

@hanaa96yousef

Evacuate Yousef and his family from Gaza

£29,539/£50,000 59% [

Vetted by 90-ghost and various others

@mohammednaser99

Helping Mohammad's Family :Escaping War to New Life

[ https://gofund.me/8c1d1cc4 ]

@marymfamily

Help for a better life and to get out of Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/5d807fd8 ] €2,380/€50,000

Vetted by Gaza vetters number is #34

@malak3ayman

Family relief and survival from massacres

[ https://gofund.me/b95ef740 ] vetted by 90-ghost various others €2,940/€60,000 5% of their goal

@ahmed-family-1

Help my family to live and go to a safe place [ https://gofund.me/60c0d478 ] £13,250/£81,000 16% of their goal

Vetted by 90-ghost

@mohammedmashnifam

Help me and my little family evacuate Gaza and survive

[ https://gofund.me/5d94fc85 ]

€581/€45,000 vetted by 90-ghost

@tarnem-1

A Cry from Gaza: A Mother's Plea for Her Children's Survival [https://gofund.me/0190de90 ] €1,090/€60,000 1% of their goal

@asmmma-family

Help Asmaa Abed Find Safety

[ https://gofund.me/791dc07f ] $8,689/$20,000 43% of their goal @asma-family2 (same gfm link).

This campaign is vetted by association through @mohiy-gaza2 (vet). Asmaa is his sister.

@tahreer19

Help Tahrir Survive in Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/2119998c ] $12,405/$65,000 19% of their goal Raina Carter is helping Tahrir's family by making their campaign completely Vetted and safe to donate. It will all go to Tahrir's family.

@ibrahim-family

Help Ibrahim's family escape the Gaza war

[ https://gofund.me/566e9560 ] €2,449/€10,000

This fundraiser has been vetted by

gazavetters, as number 25 on their spreadsheet

@lanamohanad7

Save My Family:Support my fathers treatment and a dignified life

[https://chuffed.org/project/113891-help-lana-trough-these-dark-days-in-gaza ] €4,151/€25,000

Vetted by nabulsi el-shab-hussein

@abdalhadyhisham

Rebuilding Hope For My Family And Saving Them $6,560 CAD/$65,000

[ https://gofund.me/c5ae7561 ]

Vetted by gazavetters number #2 on the spreadsheet

@rozfamily

Urgent Appeal: Support a Family to Escape the War €10/€30,000

[ https://gofund.me/760b1962 ]

Vetted by gazavetters , number verified on the list is ( #215 ) this campaign is a URGENT one only donation came in was 29 minutes ago so this is fairly new camping

@hanan-alsalout

Donate to Save Hanan Al-Salout's Family in Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/b905b50e ] $2,689/$20,000 13% to goal

Vetted by gazavetters, number verified on the list is ( #152 )

@linagaza0

Support Family escape from rafah to save place [ https://gofund.me/4f077ab2 ] €44,218/€60,000 74% to goal

This is Lina's new account. She is a friend of Mohiy's. Mohiy was vetted by 90-ghost

@yazanfamily2

Save My Family from the War Nightmare in Gaza [ https://gofund.me/f6d17b3e ] €16,753/€50,000 34%

vetted by 90-ghost and northgazaupdates2

@mohameed12

Urgent Call: Support for My Family in Gaza €4,868/€100,000 5% to goal [https://gofund.me/3ae3669e ]

not vetted, donation protected

@classydelusionbread

To survive and rebuild our life and home

€475/€40,000 1% to goal

[ https://gofund.me/eb1d4499 ]

not vetted, donation protected

@ibrahem-4

Help Ibrahim's family get out of Gaza

[ https://gofund.me/71b0875f ]

€62/€30,000 2% to goal

Vetted by gazavetters list at #12

@jawad331

Bring Hope to Fayrouz's Family in an active war

[ https://gofund.me/32a089cc ]

$3,274/$30,000

Vetted by 90-ghost

@aahedanqarfamily

Help Ahed and his family get through this war in Gaza [ https://gofund.me/b22186a7]

€3,828/€40,000

not vetted, donation protected

@nedaaabd

Donate to Help Abed Family servive Gaza Genocide [ https://chuffed.org/project/115275-donate-to-help-abed-family-servive-gaza-genocide]

€5/€50,000

Vetted by 90-ghost

@hema-890

Help Shaima's family get out of Gaza

[https://gofund.me/4f3b832f]

Vetted gazavetters, number verified on the list is ( #62 ) €4,045/€50k

@anas-ahmad-family1

Help Anas & Ahmed rebuild their future in Gaza [ https://gofund.me/32e5e95e ]

Vetted by 90-ghost and gazavetters, official (list at #83) €3,777/€29,000

@eslamfamily4

Help Eslam Save Her Family

[ https://gofund.me/1ac71cbc ]

not vetted, donation protected $17,952/$50,000

@hazem-suhail

Help my family survive and start a new life

[ https://gofund.me/917ecb89 ]

Vetted by @gazavetters , number the list is (#75) €15,979/€50,000

@supportpalestine-1

Support Hatem during the cold days

[ https://gofund.me/54961997 ]

vetted by: @90-ghost and @el-shab-hussein €1,059/€7,000

@help-mona

Escaping Genocide: Gaza Evacuation for My Family [ https://gofund.me/b93c14c6 ]

Vetted by 90-ghost €17,172/€185,300

@leenakhamiss1

Help me save my family and travel to treat my husband [ https://gofund.me/c17aa129 ]

Vetted by 90-ghost and Vetted by gazavetters, on the list (#103) €5,849/€100,000

@hindworldsblog

Help reunite our family and rebuild our lives again [ https://gofund.me/e207de41 ]

vetted by association @rhq2744 $2,119/$40,000

@hala123sposts

Support Hala's Family Seeking Safety in Egypt

[https://gofund.me/4eddaf40] $1,764/$35K

Vetted by 90-ghost

@rewaagaza1990

Support Rewaa's Family: Restore Hope and Safety [https://gofund.me/b76d2241]

VETTED by gaza-evacuation-funds and @

el shab hussein $7,567/$50k

@hemafamely

Help Ibrahim Family Rebuild Life in Gaza

[https://gofund.me/815b6d6c]

£75/£50k

@haitham-20

Help me and my family escape the war in Gaza [https://gofund.me/29e50d94] kr10,917 NOK/kr200K

Vetted by 90-ghost various others

@profoundtreephilosopher

Save Malak's Dreams and Family from Gaza

[https://gofund.me/e27098a6] €7,596/€25k

Vetted by 90-ghost

@alamoudi-ghazi

From War and Tents to Safety: Help Us Evacuate Gaza [https://gofund.me/4c0c11c3]

Vetted by 90-ghost €1,854/€10k

@belalgaza2

Your donation today, new hope tomorrow - Emergency support [https://gofund.me/69f45862] £10,076/£50k

@heba-213

Help Heba and her 3 children survive and reunite with father [https://gofund.me/3f9d9d3b]

Verified by: beesandwatermelons ✅ and @gazavetters ✅ (#125) $2,192 CAD/$30k

@nadjewan

Help build girls' futures

[https://gofund.me/e6d2f2f7]

£200/£40k

@ghadafamily3 and

Rising from the Ashes: Ghada’s Journey of Hope and Resilien [https://gofund.me/ce954912] €3,105/€20k vetted by Gaza vetters number is #6

@hadeel-ahmed7

Help-Ahmed-evacuate-his-family-from-Gaza

[https://gofund.me/07083b05] €842/€70k

Vetted by 90-ghost

@lifeinsblog

Support my family in Gaza in their time of need [https://gofund.me/6fcdb8c7] $213/$15k

Verified by gazavetters (#128), chasm-craft, and

a-scary-lack-of-common-sense.

[porchlightfairy]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕

summary: Eddie gets jealous of your new friend from college.

New Life Fresh Start masterlist

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──

Midterms were taking a toll on you. You were spending more and more time studying at school and less and less time at home. The only time you were home was when you needed to change clothes and shower or eat something.

You’ve barely had time to spend with Eddie, only able to call him late at night saying you were at the library and would be sleeping at a friend’s on campus or something. Eddie felt bad like he couldn’t do anything to help you. Just watch as you zoom through the apartment barely giving a kiss goodbye before going back to school.

“I don’t know what I should do. I want to support her but she’s barely home enough.” Eddie says as he shuffles through the records in the store.

“She’s busy, man. College midterms are tough. You just need to be patient.” Joey claims, “Once they’re over I am sure she will be back in your arms in no time.”

“I sure hope so,” Eddie mutters still unsatisfied with the answer Joey gave.

After work, as Eddie is walking home he sees you outside of a coffee shop. He was about to approach you excitedly when he stopped. A man steps out in front of you with two coffees and then hands one to you. Who was that guy? And why did you smile like that when he gave you the cup? That smile Eddie knew all too well. His heart started to sink. He turns in another direction and decides to take a long way home.

Back at home, Eddie stays up waiting, hoping, you come home tonight. And as if god was listening to his prayers, you arrive a short while later. “Hey, Eddie baby.” You smile and drop all of your stuff at the door before jumping onto the couch and snuggling up to him. “I missed you.” You kiss his cheek.

He smiles “I missed you too. How was your day?”

“It was okay,” You mumble, “But, it’s better now that I am home with you.”

Eddie smiles then grabs your chin, kissing you, “You know, I saw you today.”

“You did? Why didn’t you come say hi?” You pout.

“Oh, I saw you with somebody. I didn’t want to bother you.”

“You must have seen me with Dave, he’s my study friend.”

Study friend. Study friend? Study Friend?! Was this the same person you were spending the night with? Some guy? Not just some guy, a guy with sophisticated clothes, a clean haircut, and intellect. How could you not want to spend more time with Dave instead of Eddie.

He purses his lips, “I’m glad you’re making friends at school.”

“Yeah, he’s been a really big help with exams and stuff. I think you would like him if you met.” Probably not.

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──

Eddie couldn’t help but get paranoid about you and your new friend Dave. How long would it be before you realize how much butter Dave was and dump Eddie? He sits on the rug in the living room, his head swimming with thoughts. You were off to school that day and he was all by himself riddled with anxiety.

Just then there’s a knock on the door, and he swings the door open to see Asya again. “My momma made cookies, want some?” She holds up a plate.

Eddie takes the plate, “Thanks kiddo.”

“You look worried.” She points out before skipping into the apartment.

Eddie takes a bite of a cookie, “Pretty lady has a new friend. A guy friend.”

“Okay? What’s the issue?” She cocks an eyebrow.

“He’s smart and sophisticated.” Eddie sighs, “He goes to school with her and takes her to coffee. Helps her with her homework and is all around better than me.”

“Sounds like it.” She mutters, “But she still comes home to you doesn’t she? Isn’t that what matters?”

“I guess you're right.” Eddie sighs, but one day maybe she won’t.

“Although I love to stay and make you feel better I’m gonna go back home. See ya.” She gets up and takes the plate before leaving.

Eddie chuckles, “See you around kid.”

You return home a few hours later and leap into Eddie’s arms, “I’m free!” You shout before peppering his face in kisses, “Midterms are over and we can spend more time together!”

Eddie smiles in relief, “No more late-night study groups?”

“No more late studying. I’m all yours.” You kiss him again. He smiles into the kiss and lifts you off your feet and takes you to the bedroom.

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──

The next morning, Eddie wakes up to the sight of you fast asleep next to him. He smiles at the sight and caresses your face. You begin to stir before pulling closer into him, “What time is it?” You mumble.

He checks the clock, “Just half past eight.”

“Oh shit,” You get up, “I told Dave, I would grab a coffee with him at ten.” You quickly stumble out of bed to get ready, Eddie’s heart sinks. He thought he had heard the last of Dave.

“Can’t you ditch? Stay in bed with me?”

“No, Eddie,” you laugh, “Dave got me through exams. I owe him big time.”

“Big time? What about me?”

“Would you like to come?” Not really, is what Eddie wanted to say but instead, he responds; “Yes”

“Perfect! I can’t wait for you to meet Dave. You’re going to like him.” You scurry to the bathroom to get ready.

Eddie grimaces when you are out of sight. While you were in the bathroom, he gets ready. Once you’re both finished you head to the local coffee shop. You hook your arm around Eddie’s as you sit and wait for Dave.

You look over to see Eddie’s deflated expression. “Hey, what’s the matter?” You nudge him.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it.” He waves it off.

“No, but you look upset.” You tug at him, “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing, I promise… I just—” Before Eddie could truly answer Dave arrived at your table.

“Sorry I’m late, study buddy.” Dave smiles at you.

You stand up and give him a hug. Eddie feels a twang in his stomach. Once you let go Dave looks at Eddie. Eddie doesn’t stand and just sticks out his hand for Dave to shake, “Eddie.”

Dave takes his hand, “Dave.”

You sit back down and glare at Eddie. Dave sits across from you and starts small talk. Eddie couldn’t help but feel left out as you talk about school. Eddie was taking night school for his GED so this college jargon was flying over his head. But he notices the way Dave looks at you. He started to feel uncomfortable and his knee started to bounce rapidly.

As you talk, you notice Eddie’s composure. He is digging his nails into the table and he doesn’t appear to be listening . You’re saddened but you don’t let it show on you face. After the coffee shop you, Dave leaves and you head home.

Back in the apartment you read on the couch as Eddie silently makes lunch. He still has that sullen look on his face. “Did you like Dave?” You ask.

“He’s alright.” He shrugs

“Just alright?”

“He helped you with your tests.” He says, “I’m grateful.”

“But is that all?”

“Yes? What else is there?”

“Well, I don’t think you actually like him.”

“What’s not to like? He’s smart, rich, and attractive. You spend all your time with him.” He looks at you like he’s in love. He’s the whole package.”

You look at him taken aback, “Are you… Are you jealous?”

Eddie grumbles, “Maybe I am.”

You stand up and walk over to him, “Oh baby, you don’t have to be jealous. Dave is nothing like you and —”

“That’s what I’m worried about. You’ll find someone who's not like me. Not a wanted fugitive, not a high school dropout struggling to get a GED, somebody who is smart, getting a college degree, dammit!” His voice cracks, “We can’t go out in public too long or else I might get recognized. I feel like deadweight here. I’m holding you back and I am afraid you’ll come to the same conclusion and leave.” Instantly, you grab Eddie and hug him tightly. You feel pricks of water trickle onto your shoulder. He mumbles, “I don’t know what I’d do if you left me.”

“I would never,” You pet his head, “I’m not leaving. Never leaving.”

“I love you so much.” He whimpers.

“I love you always and forever baby.” You move your hands to his cheeks so he can look at you, “I’m not going anywhere.”

You continue to soothe Eddie into the late night. You lay in bed rubbing his bare back. Your hands gently graze over the scars that decorated his body. He is completely relaxed in your lap, “I promised you to keep you safe. To stay with you through all of this. I love you too much to break that promise.” You kiss the top of his head before turning before turning off the light.

[small-world-au]

OKAY OMG YOU DEF DON’T HAVE TO DO THIS, esp since i’ve already submitted like, 3 requests— but, onlyyy if you want to, could you maybeee draw Asya and Tre “hanging out” but like, evidently exasperated by each other’s presence and are keen on simply “being seen” with each other to keep up appearances? AAA whether or not you do it, thanks a lot, Anomaly !! ilysmmm 💕💕

They HATE each other very much! ^^

(Don’t push your luck Tre…she might! Asya’s DEFINITELY questioning her morals and her price to pay.)

Ramshackle oc- Asya/Anastasia @grandselfmythologizing

Tre - Zeddyzi

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Rembrandt :: [Asya Oblamska]

* * * * *

"The tragedy of life is not death but what we let die within us while we live."

“If something comes to life in others because of you, then you have made an approach to immortality.”

~ Norman Cousins

[Thanks to Ian Sanders]

[grandselfmythologizing]

asya thoughts dump 💌

1. Asya and Tre could be so. EIRGJRVRIEDH !! not to suggest like, the vaguest notion of romance (asya is probablyyy aroace, or in any case, far too occupied with guaranteeing her survival to devote her time and effort into something so frivolous and intangible), but in the sense that their feasible relationship could divulge so much about asya’s character. i assume they could be like, acquaintanced by their guardians (in asya’s case, her benefactors)— and Asya would find him to be totally insufferable LMAO but would endure his company on the hopes that their (albeit, begrudging) acquaintance might elevate her social standing.

2. in addition to the prior thought, i TRULY hope to convey how far-flung her character is from a measly, goody-two-shoes, saintly, meek, church-girl. i think her major character flaw would be how she would venture (and if the situation necessitates, guarantee) harsh lengths to ensure her own survival— even if it meant compromising her morals— and y’know, consequent to compromising her morals, she’d be jeopardizing her relationships with people— potentially using them for her benefit, and subsequently discarding of them once they exhaust their usefulness.

3. another point i’d like to pose, i think asya would be reluctant to associate (or in the very least, be seen) with Scraps when in the witness of the public eye. her whole shtick is that she’s like this “miracle golden girl”, a “treasure” amidst a city sunken in filth, or “the one good thing that could come out of the streets”, a supposed exception. her general trajectory of thought would be like— how she shouldn’t identify with the very thing she desires to escape from. this general notion could be conceived in her head independently but would probably be validated (consequently exacerbated) by her benefactors thay are so ardently keen on exalting her !!

4. if asya is aroace (tentative fact) she’d probably take on a celibacy vow as a means of circumventing around feasible suitors pining for her hand WITHOUT compromising the public’s desire for her and instead, actually further emphasizing this “unattainable and elevated ideal”. she would probably say it would be “most appeasing to the Father to witness the practice of prudence sustained amidst modern decadence” or something something super ecclesial and pretentious but would really just be sick of entitled rich boys LMAO

5. characters i was inspired by while developing her !! (enumerated by order of left to right: Ethel Cain- Preacher’s Daughter, Hilda Furacao- Hilda Furacao, Liliko Hirukoma- Helter Skelter, Sandy Collins- Last Night In Soho, Tomie- Tomie, Lux Lisbon- The Virgin Suicides, Nina Sayers- Black Swan, Sofia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette- Marie Antoinette, and Mima- Perfect Blue)

kinda wanna expound on how much i relate Anastasia to each character above BUT ERM that’s it for now before i talk everybody’s ear off !!

NEVERTHELESS thank you for indulging me everyone !! making a tumblr account was legitimately probably one of the best decisions i’ve ventured this summer LMAO 😭😭 school starts for me soon, but i’ll do my best to stay active when i can !! i’ll be posting more irl stuff on @grandmythologizing if u wanna keep in touch :))

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