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colorfullfalls · 4 years

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Saddle up

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Being an old member of Agent Coulson’s team meant that you knew all too well about the wanted man, Grant Ward. Ward thinks you are the link to reaching Daisy, and he takes you as a hostage. He completely missed out on the information concerning a certain Winter Soldier that is very much in love with you. Bucky will find you.

Coulson’ s team saved you and your best friend, Skye. Two girls that stuck together after they were too old to be in fostercare anymore. Coulson found you guys and gave you a home. A purpose. An actual life. S.H.I.E.L.D came with it’s ups and downs, the first world shattering event for you was the betrayal of Grant Ward.

He infiltrated the team so easily. He was a protective team mate, or so you thought. He truly made you feel like you were family. You foolishly grew to love him, just as you did with the other members. Finding out that he was HYDRA was one of the worst days of your life. Skye crying frantically was in imagine forever burned within your memory.

At the time she weak and unable to do much to fight him. Skye went through terrigenesis, found her true identity-now going by her birth name of Daisy Johnson- and became the strongest hero you knew. Quake was now a well known hero that even saved the Avenger’s ass more than once.

The team working with the Avengers caused your connection with Bucky Barnes to bloom. He was enamored with your intelligence and humility. You were refreshing compared to the intense heroes he was always surrounded with. Sooner than anyone expected, you two were in a fully committed relationship. At first your team was weary of him, him being the most terrifying assassin. But once they saw him look at you, there was no doubt that he was smitten.

Bucky and you went off the grid for a bit of a vacation. The team had been so busy lately that he only really saw you at night or if he visited the lab. He complained about it to Coulson and sure enough you had a week off. Bucky was stoked about getting you to himself.

A cabin in the middle of nowhere sat close to a small lake. A red canoe rested against the worn dock, the stain chipping terribly. You smiled at the sight of Bucky starting a fire- upon your request. Smores sounded irresistible and since you were irresistible to him, he made quick work to create roaring flames.

“Buck. I think we forgot the chocolate.” You sadly pointed out. He walked over and gently grabbed the bag from you to search. No luck, he gave you a sympathetic smile that shifted into a real smile when he saw your pout.

“Seems so. Dammit, the fire is going too.”

Flames licked the wood, enveloping it to create a barrier of heat. From where you were standing you could feel the heat radiating, or maybe that feeling was because Bucky was standing so close to you, his flesh arm brushing against yours.

“No biggie. I’ll go get some and you keep that fire going, mister.” You said, grabbing your bag and keys.

His metal hand grabbed your waist, pulling you close to press a chaste kiss to your lips. His forehead rested against yours for a second before he pulled away and kissed above your left eyebrow. Butterflies swam in your stomach at how absolutely gentle he was. The badass winter soldier was the softest teddy bear around you. It was almost hard to believe that he could kill a man with a knife in one hundred different ways.

“Be safe.” He mumbled against your skin.

You scoffed, pushing away, “Buck, I don’t need to be. Look how swole I got!” You flexed your arms and pointed at the small amount of muscle you gained from Bucky dragging you to the gym three times a week.

A ripple of laughter barked from him as he grabbed a large piece of wood and set it on the fire. His blue eyes shimmered from the flames.

“Okay, tough guy- seriously though. Be cautious. You never know what the world will throw your way.” He warned.

He was right. Being in S.H.I.E.L.D. proved that danger was around every corner. Nightmares of little kids were very much real and a lot of horror manifested in the world. You tried your best to fight evil with science but when it came to physically warding it off, you were sort of lost.

Bucky worried about your safety at all times. Being a scientist with the expertise of human anatomy meant that HYDRA would be interested. The current goal was to create super soldiers from scratch and he had a feeling that they knew about your set of skills. He would not let you get caught by them. His eyes conveyed how intense he was about you returning unharmed.

“Aye aye Sergeant Barnes. I’ll be back before you know it.”

Chocolate secured, you walked around the end of the store to purchase it. In the corner of your eye you saw someone behind you in the distance but when you turned no one was there. This occurred a few times before you got out of the store. Starting to grow paranoid you briskly walked to your car.

As you were about to open the door you were pushed harshly so that your face smacked off the car. Your arms were quickly restrained and a hand snuck around to clamp your mouth shut. Your heart beat out of your chest as you realized what was going on. You were caught by HYDRA and you were going to die or be used as bait to lure in Bucky.

“Don’t scream and I’ll take my hand away.”

Blood drained out of your face as you recognized the voice. Fucking Grand Ward found you.

You tried to scream but Ward managed to haul your body effortlessly onto the backseat of his car without anyone noticing. Your muffled cries for help angered him as he tied your hands and feet together with rope. He slammed the door shut and climbed into the driver seat. You regretted asking Bucky to make a fire now. You could’ve made out in the nice cabin instead but you buttered him up to make a fire. You decided that the chocolate wasn’t worth it and that s’mores weren’t that great.

Your eyes watched out the window as he drove, trying to memorize the area you could see from laying down so that if you possibly escaped you would have an idea where to go. Ward was sort of dumb for not blind folding you, you thought as he pulled into long lane that held a large house.

He got out of the car and man handled you inside. You grew nervous as you saw about twenty hydra agents spread through out the house. He kicked open the basement door and sat you down at a table. The stone walls covered with cobwebs made you shiver. Clearly this wasn’t as welcoming as the cute cabin you should’ve already been back to.

“You’re a dick.” You threw out.

He rolled his eyes, “You’re insufferable.”

You guffawed loudly as your hands fought to get out of the rope, “You’re a killer! How did you even find me?”

He grabbed a nearby chair and sat in it nonchalantly as if he hadn’t kidnapped a rival agent, “I didn’t plan to, I happened to be in the right place at the right time. Better take an opportunity when it presents itself.”

His stupid smug voice made your insides burn with hate. A knife wedged between his eyes danced around your mind. Oh boy did you wish that you had Daisy’s powers in that moment. You would quake him until his insides turned to jelly.

“No, I think you’re a stalker.”

He clicked his tongue off the roof of his mouth, “I don’t care what you think, I care about what you know. Where is Daisy?”

Laughter bubbled in your throat, ripping out in a furious wave of sound. You carried on until tears were running down your face. Granted, your situation was not funny but you were nervous and him thinking Daisy wouldn’t kill him really humored you.

“Stop laughing and tell me.” He gritted out.

“Grant Ward, you’re a demon on this earth, but never before did I think you were this dumb! I mean come on man, as if Daisy wouldn’t end your life the second she saw you? Lincoln died to kill you and Hive, but you somehow lived and made your way back here- surviving like a parasite. She will never forgive you, especially not after that.”

He punched you as soon as you finished your words, landing a blow to mostly your nose and mouth. You blinked in surprise as he drew his fist back. Grant grimaced as he noticed your busted lip. Once again his anger got ahold of him. Daisy hating him exposed his true monster because he loved her. As fucked up as it was he was still in love with her even though she rather him be dead. And the truth of that hurt. Daisy would really hate him for harming you.

“I didn’t-“

“Fuck you.” You spat, glaring at him with pure resentment, “It is not my fault that you messed up your life so bad, not my fault you ruined your friendships. For god sake, you plunged Fitzsimmons into the depths of the ocean without batting an eye. Our forgiveness is not in your future.”

“I’m not asking for your forgiveness.”

Your tongue swiped against your bottom lip that had a small amount of blood on it. Metallic tasting liquid invaded your taste buds, making you wince.

“You’re asking for hers. Tough luck, killer, you won’t get it!”

He slammed his fist against the table causing your body to flinch at the bang. Your face pulsed in pain remember the punch delivered moments ago. You were trying to be strong but you were scared. Grant Ward was a murderer and he had you locked up in a basement in the middle of nowhere. You were extremely helpless and vulnerable in your chair due to being tied up. You wished more than anything for Bucky to kick that door down and save you.

Bucky waited thirty minutes before jumping in his vehicle and making a beeline for the store you two had visited earlier. Getting chocolate would not take that long and his gut knew something was wrong. He pulled in and saw your car in the lot. He lunged out of his and ran over to yours. His blue eyes became darker as he noticed two hand marks and a smudged face mark that wasn’t there before you left. Someone harmed you.

Bucky looked around the lot for any suspicious vehicles but nothing looked out of the ordinary. His heart was hammering furiously in his chest at the idea of someone daring to lay their filthy hands on you. Bucky punched the pole beside him, denting it considerably.

“Fuck!”

Grant Ward stared at you as you attempted for the tenth time to get the ropes off of you. You didn’t even have a plan for if you got them off, but that was the first step. He rolled his eyes at your actions.

“Will it take torture for you to speak up? Hmm? Maybe a knife in your thigh? Another punch? I am tired of playing nice here.”

You ignored his words, only trying to loosen the ties around you even more. Bucky would’ve already been out of this chair and had killed Ward if he had been where you were. Unfortunately, you were not a trained assassin and you were very worried how this day would end. Bucky had to have known you were taken and you knew he was looking for you. And when he found Ward, all hell would break loose.

“You’re not going to get those off. Stop fussing, you’re annoying me.”

“I don’t care what annoys you,” you seethed, “Let me go! I’m not telling you anything about Daisy so keeping me is useless. It’s signing your death warrant, really.”

He hummed in a condensing manner, “My death warrant? I’m alive for a reason, princess. I’m better at killing than my opponents.”

The condescending pet name irritated you to no end. Princess was a generalization of a snobby girl who got whatever she wanted. You were a educated woman who knew worlds more intellectual information than the man in front of you.

You dryly laughed, “Not more skilled than the Winter Soldier and when he gets here, you better saddle up because he will beat the ever loving shit out of you.”

Ward nodded in amusement, “S.H.I.E.L.D keeps a tight rope on him- I’m sure. Coulson doesn’t have the authority to send him out. Daisy is the rescue team and we both know that.”

You felt paranoid that he knew so much about your team, that he knew Daisy was the key factor in saving you guys and the world again and again. Had he been keeping tabs on her? It made your skin crawl to think that he watched her every move. What all did he know? Apparently not enough to know that you were the Winter Soldier’s darling. Grant Ward was doomed the second Bucky walked in the door, you decided.

Ward was one of the best agents after Natasha and he skillfully took down so many people. But Bucky was so far above him. Not only in combat skills but your boyfriend was a freaking super solider that had serum that granted him strength and reflexes no one could fathom.

“You idiot, I’m his girlfriend!”

Ward shifted in his seat at your reveal. He studied your face to see if you were bluffing or not. By the look on his face a few moments later he could tell that he realized it was true. He clenched his eyes shut in frustration.

“You were here with him, weren’t you?” He asked.

You grinned cheekily, “Bullseye!”

Bucky paced back and forth in front of your car before a black SUV pulled in front of him. Out jumped Daisy Johnson, fully suited up. She hugged him quickly before pulling away.

“She came here to get chocolate and she never came back! I didn’t know what else to do.” He rambled.

She calmly grabbed his arm for him to look at her, “We got intell on a house close to here that HYDRA agents are hiding at. Word has it that Grant Ward is there too.”

Bucky squinted his eyes, “Grant Ward? I thought he died?”

“Apparently not. That parasite just can’t stay dead. She’s there, I know it.”

Bucky grit his teeth. HYDRA would crumble to the ground if one hair on your head was damaged. He promised himself to kill each and every one of those bastards that dared to take his girl. Bucky knew of Grant Ward and the emotional toll that the man’s betrayal had on you.

His first clenched as the metal whirled in his arm. Anger engulfed him to the point that he punched the same pole again. The large pole crashed to the ground, catching attention of the fellow shoppers around them. People ignored it because they weren’t about to get in the way of an angry man strong enough to do something like that.

Daisy looked at the pole before looking back at Bucky, “I’m sure they can deal with that. We gotta go.”

Ward disappeared upstairs leaving you to patiently wait until Bucky arrived. A part of you was worried for him. There were twenty agents here plus a maniac killer who May even used to struggle to defeat. Sure, he was the Winter Soldier but that didn’t mean he wasn’t human. A shot to the wrong place and he could be dead within seconds.

You also had a feeling that they would try to summon the Soldat and then everyone here would be screwed.

A man slipped quietly through the door and your breath caught in your throat. He had a sinister smile as he crossed the room to duck down in front of you.

One time Bucky explained that HYDRA agents weren’t that well trained if they were basic agents. The organization spent most of its dedication to training about ten top skilled people to get the job done. The man in front of you probably wasn’t one of the top ten, but he still posed a threat.

“You’re prettier than we assumed. When Ward told us that the Winter Soldier would be here any second to rescue you, we assumed he was pussy wipped.” He grabbed a knife off the table and twirled it between his fingers.

“Charming” you sarcastically noted.

“But looking at you now, I get it.”

You shifted yourself to lean away from him, “Get what?”

His hand roughly grabbed your jaw and turned your head to look at him. His green eyes were not kind like Bucky’s blue eyes. Your boyfriends gorgeous blue eyes could stop a war before it even started. Those blue eyes were home.

“You’re ethereal, babe.”

A loud shot rang in your ears as blood sprayed your face. You let out a blood curdling scream as his body fell on you. Grant Ward stalked over as he put his gun back in his holster. He shoved the body off as if it was a dead pesky fly.

Your adrenaline was going through the roof as you realized that a man was shot and killed on top of you. His warm blood clung to the soft skin, tainting it in the most sinful way. Tears welled up as you looked at the murder in front of you.

How could someone be so utterly cruel? So vile that the devil himself would turn away at his acts. Bruised heart not caring about the lives of other human beings. His face showed no remorse. It never did unless Daisy was involved.

“What the hell.” You whispered, gazing at him.

“Today isn’t the day to test the winter soldiers rage when he finds out one of my agents sexually assaulted you. Because that’s what he was going to do.”

Vomit crawled up the back of your throat at the idea of the man touching you like that. You shoved it back down with a gulp. Bucky hurry up, you internally pleaded. Wrapped in his thick arms always made you feel safe and right now that’s all you wanted.

Lights in the room shook, an earthquake force ripping through the room. Ward’s eyes got wide as he realized your rescue team was here. Not only did Bucky find you, but so did Daisy.

He grabbed your body and pulled your back to his chest, barrel of his gun kissing your temple wickedly. Screams and cries sounded off like a war zone. And a war zone it was. Bucky would kill everyone here, even if Daisy didnt approve of it. He didn’t care to hold back his impending wrath.

Daisy quakes three agents back so that they slammed against the wall, knocked unconscious. She was really trying to deter Bucky from killing them all but he knew how protective he could get. And how revenge was wrapping itself around his very bones.

“I didn’t want to kill you but it looks like you’re my bargaining chip, y/n.”

You whimpered at the implication of him using your body to get Daisy and Bucky not to kill him. You heard heavy footsteps clambering down the stairs and you held your breath.

Mistaking the power of Daisy Johnson was the dumbest thing Ward could have done. She quaked the door until it flew against the wall, broken off of its hinges. Bucky raced into the room, large gun sweeping the room to look for you. You had to be here. He heard a whimper and his eyes set on the nightmare before him.

You, pressed up against Grant Ward with a fucking barrel to your head. Crippling fear took over for a second. You were so vulnerable unlike him and that shot would surely kill you. His darling’a life was threatened and that alert his senses into kill mode.

Daisy held her hand out for Bucky to stop as she slowly walked closer to you two.

“Let her go, you sick son a bitch. You wanted me and here I am.” Venom seeped out of her voice.

Ward glanced at the super soldier who would gut him as soon as he let you go. He regretted his decision to take you. He was going to die today. “I didn’t want it to go like this.” He pulled your closer, the metal of the gun digging painfully into your skin.

Your eyes connected with Bucky’s and you conveyed all of your love for him in one look. Relief washed through your veins like a river being undammed just by knowing he was in the same room as you. No one could protect you like he could, love you like he could. He was it for you and you wanted to be in his arms instead of where you were.

Bucky slowly grabbed his beloved knife, twirling it in between his metal fingers. Ward was too distracted by Daisy to notice his movements. The knife launched out of Bucky’s hands and right into the hand that Ward was holding the stupid fucking gun with.

Ward yelped and let go enough that you ran out of his arms and behind Daisy. Bucky made sure you were safe before charging. His body threw Ward’s to the ground, going in to land a punch. Ward dodged his attempt and rolled to the side, pulling the knife out of his hand.

Ward thrust the knife towards Bucky’s body but Bucky grabbed his wrist and twisted hard, breaking it. Ward grunted out in pain. Bucky grabbed the knife and stabbed his opponent in the side. Flashes of you with a gun to your head spurred him on to stab him again and again and again.

Ward was gasping for breath when Bucky heard a gun shot. You touched your shoulder, wincing in pain as a straggling agent shot again, this time the bullet embedding itself in your leg. You gasped as you hunched down to hold your leg in pain.

Daisy quaked the agent and he fell unconscious.

Bucky left his knife in Ward’s dead body as he crossed the ground and had you in his arms within seconds. His lips attached itself to your temple, holding you impossibly close to him. Ignoring the pain was easy when such a handsome man was grasping onto you like his life depended on it.

“You’re safe now. We gotta get you outta here doll.” He murmured against your skin as he hoisted you up in his arms.

“Simmons is waiting for us at the compound. She can take care of her.” Daisy spoke, bending down to grab the knife out of Ward’s body. She shook her head before leading the way out of the building.

Bodies littered the floor, deep red stains soaking into the carpet. Necks were broken, arms dislocated, faces bloody. Your hand ghosted you’re cheek, knowing that blood of a man laid on you. Saying you weren’t a bit traumatized would be a lie. Especially when you looked at the dead agents sprawled out in different areas of the house.

Bucky gripped you close to his body on the car ride back to the cabin. Daisy drove silently, well aware that you needed a moment. His nose nuzzled into your neck, scenting you like a damn wolf. You were irrecoverably his and he would never let anything bad happen to you again. He had to calm his mind down because all he could see was you with that gun to your head. A weapon that could’ve easily ended your life and his in return.

Fitzsimmons greeted you with warm smiles containing roof level high amounts of love. They were so relived to see you in one piece. The couple knew all too well of how brutal Grant Ward could be. Bucky stood close by as Simmons withdrew the bullets. You clenched your teeth in pain as they were pulled out. Bucky’s hand reached out and intertwined your fingers and she stitched you up. Daisy walked in to see how you were doing. The bus kids were once again untied, plus Bucky Barnes.

“So he’s dead this time? Like really dead? Dead dead..” Fitz asked.

“As hard as it is to believe, yes.” Daisy retorted, handing Fitz a pop as she sat down by him on the stool, “That sicko is gone for good. Bucky stabbed him too many times to count.”

Bucky blushed slightly, shifting his hand slightly against yours as all of your team mates looked at him like the hero he was.

“Thank heavens,” Simmons mumbled, working her nimble fingers diligently against your warm skin. You felt Bucky’s hand squeeze a bit for reassurance. You smiled gratefully up at him.

“Y/n isn’t this your first time getting shot?” Fitz asked, slurping his drink.

“Uh huh, doesn’t feel too great.” Your leg was throbbing by the time Simmons got to work on it. Your pants had to be cut off and you gave a very solemn look at the discarded material lying on the floor. You liked those pants...

“You’ll get used to it.”

You choked out a laugh at the harsh glare Bucky was giving Fitz. You rubbed your thumb against the flesh of his hand to calm him down. Bucky didn’t think you getting harmed was something to joke about. You were uneffected by the jesting, it was how your team worked to deal with all of the tragedy. Bucky was Bucky and he would always be over sensitive about how people spoke to you.

“Ahh, I don’t think so. I’ve been shot many times and it hurts all the same. Ian shooting me in the stomach was the worst.” Daisy added to the conversation.

You shivered as you recalled the time where your best friend was on the brink of death, her body laying limp as Simmons worked over her frail body. You blinked away the memory, focusing on Bucky’s metal hand moving to rest comfortably on your thigh as Simmons finished up your leg.

“That was a bloody horrible time.” Gemma snorted, “Not as horrible as when Fitz unleashed Aida on us all.”

Fitz opened his mouth to protest, “How many times do I have to say I’m sorry about that!”

“Probably for life, you’ll get used to it.” Bucky retorted, “As much as we would love to stay and chat, I think y/n should get some rest. Thank you for the help, Gemma.”

Simmons smiled, “Of course. Anything for her.”

He led you into your shared bathroom and cleaned the blood off of your face, taking the burden of the pain with him, helping you deal with it. You silently watched him as he wrung out the washcloth. You were so enamored that such a strong man was so soft when it came to you. God, you adored him.

Bucky helped you change into clothes that weren’t bloody. Unsurprisingly, he chose to put his red Henley on you. A shirt that you loved seeing on him as much as he loved you in it. The soft cotton swallowed you, encapsulating you in his cologne left over on it. You two crawled under the comforter, his arms holding you to his chest as he laid on his side with you facing him. You were just so pretty, he decided as he bent down to stuff his face in the crook of your neck.

“Comfy?” His deep voice rumbled against the skin of your throat as he peppered a few kisses there, centering himself.

“Around you? Always.” You whispered, his kisses growing wet as he slot his lips lovingly against your skin. You shifted, moving so that his thick thigh was trapped between yours. He hummed in appreciation as he pulled you closer, his hands roaming your body. His metal arm rested on your behind as he ground himself into you, moaning at the feeling. His flesh hand glided across your hip and moved down.

You hissed in pain when his hand pressed down near the bullet wound.

He quickly pulled away, “Shit! Sorry, sorry I wasn’t even thinking about your leg, doll.”

You huffed out a “it’s fine” before moving to just cuddle him, “I think we both got caught up in the moment.”

He gently ran his flesh hand through your hair, “I guess so. I’m just thankful that you’re safe in my arms. Seeing him- with that.... to your.. it broke my heart.”

You situated yourself so that your eyes were level with his, the beautiful blue was swarming with sadness. You smiled sympathetically.

“You saved me, Buck. You took away my biggest nightmare.” You whispered, “you should’ve seen the look on his face when I told him I was your girlfriend.”

The idea of Grant Ward knowing that death was on its way had Bucky feeling like a winner. Ward terrorized your thoughts and knowing he put an end to your fear made him feel high on life. Protecting you was in his nature, and getting rid of Ward was like winning the lottery. Your mind at ease made your boyfriend happy. The idea of you knowing that he will always be there for you made his heart soar. God he wanted you forever.

He grinned, “Bastard had it coming, had the right to be be fucking scared- daring to take away my girl from me.”

His lips pecked yours a few times before his cheek rested comfortably against yours. Your eyes fluttered shut, finally feeling peaceful enough to fall asleep. Peace was always easy to find around him.

Around your Bucky.

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petersasteria · 4 years

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Think of Me - Tom Holland (2)

Pairing: rich kid!Tom x Reader, architect!Haz x Reader

Requested? Yes! From Wattpad x

This is for my 5k reads celebration on Wattpad.

Part 1 || Tom Holland Masterlist || Ultimate Masterlist

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Seven years. A lot can happen in seven years, but you and Tom kept your word; thinking of each other all the time. From each year that passed, Tom kept wondering about how you were doing, how the baby was doing. He mostly wondered about the baby, though. He wanted to know who the baby looked like and if it was a boy or a girl. You really went off the grid after the wedding. He tried to find you, but it's like you just disappeared.

He was utterly heartbroken and seven years later, he still is.

During those seven years, he and Anastasia became good friends. They relate to each other especially in the part of their lives where they had to break up with their lovers, because of the arranged marriage. All the mushy stuff was just for show for their families, but when it's only the two of them, they hang out like best friends.

Anastasia grew curious about you too, because Tom always talked about you. She also wondered what your baby would look like so together, they imagined what the baby would look like in their heads. Anastasia wanted to meet you too.

Like Tom, she also wondered about how her ex girlfriend was doing. Her ex girlfriend went off the grid too.

Sadly, they'll never know the truth.

The truth is, the day after the wedding, you and Leia, Anastasia's ex girlfriend, were called by Tom and Anastasia's parents.

"Hi, I'm Y/N." you smile at the girl next to you. She's the only nice thing in the meeting room you're both in. She looks at you and smiles back, "I'm Leia."

Just as you're about to talk, the door opens and in comes Nikki and Dom with Anastasia's parents. You knew it was them, because you heard Leia gulp in fear as soon as she saw them.

"Thank you for coming, ladies." Margot, Anastasia's mom says with a fake smile. "You both nearly ruined the relationship of our children, but we forgive you."

"Let's just cut to the chase," Dom starts. He glances at you and nods before talking, "We want both of you to disappear. Go off the grid or whatever you call it. We don't need you ladies ruining our plans for the company."

"We made a contract for you to sign." Nikki says, giving you and Leia the papers. "To summarize, the contract says that you will never be in contact with Tom and Anastasia. You are also not allowed to see them. We allowed you to enter their lives as lovers, but your time is up. I think I speak for all of us when I say, we want you out of their lives completely."

"You are not allowed to speak about this to anyone. This is absolutely top secret." Margot says sternly.

"I-I'm sorry, but I can't sign this." you say.

"Why not, Ms. Y/L/N?" Dom asks coolly as he looks at you with no sympathy. "Is there a problem?"

"Yes, actually." you take a deep breath, "I'm pregnant and it's Tom's. He deserves to be in his child's life."

"Keep your bastard child away from him and our family!" Nikki raises her voice. "It won't be good for Tom's image and he doesn't need a child at the moment. We'll only accept children from Tom and Anastasia. Now sign the goddamn contract or we'll send you to jail."

"You wouldn't want your child to be raised in jail, would you?" Dom asks. You shake your head as tears clouded your vision. "Then sign the papers."

You and Leia wordlessly sign the papers and after that, you and Leia received five thousand pounds each as a thank you for officially staying away from Tom and Anastasia.

You and Leia kept in contact and remained good friends. She constantly checked up on you when you were pregnant and she was there for you when you gave birth. She became your best friend! There was someone there for you too whenever Leia wasn't around. You met him when you were five months pregnant and he's been there for you ever since.

He's also your fiancé.

You were standing in line to buy yourself some hot chocolate at a café. You missed the taste of coffee, but the doctor said caffeine isn't good for the baby so you opted to drink hot chocolate everyday in lieu of coffee.

The man in front of you is ordering and is taking some time to order. Kind of annoyed and irritated (mainly because of your mood swings), you mutter under your breath, "You should've thought about your order before falling in line."

Unfortunately, he hears you and turns around. He had a scowl on his face but it quickly faded once he saw you. He smiled and turned to the cashier, "I'll take a latte; the large one please. Also, two slices of cake please. I'll have a red velvet."

He leans a bit closer to the cashier and whispers, "And ask the lady behind me what she wants to drink and what slice of cake she wants. Tell her it's already paid for." He smiles and hands the cashier an approximate amount of the bill.

You let out a sigh of relief when the man leaves and occupies one of the tables in the corner. You ordered your hot chocolate and you were about to pay when the cashier interrupts, "Your drink has already been paid for by the gentleman before you. He also bought you a slice of cake and instructed me to ask you what slice of cake you wanted."

"....Is that also paid for?" you ask, just to be sure. The cashier just nods. "Oh, okay. Um, I'll have a slice of Y/Fave/Cake."

Realizing that the man gave too much money, the cashier shyly asks if you could give him his change. You nod and made your way to the man who was smiling softly at you. He lets you sit in front of him and you gladly accept, because your back has been aching.

"Thank you for the treat." you smile as you give him his change. He nods as he puts the change in his wallet, "It's the least I could do for making you wait."

"I'm Harrison, by the way." he smiles. "And you are?"

"Y/N."

"I hope your husband won't kill me." he chuckles.

"Oh, I don't have a husband. I'm single, actually." you say softly, your mind drifting to Tom.

"I see." Harrison realizes that you probably don't want to talk about it, "Um, how many months are you pregnant?"

You glance at your belly and smile before looking at him, "Five months."

"Do you know the sex of the baby?"

"It's a boy."

Both of your orders arrive and you feel yourself getting comfortable around Harrison. You exchanged numbers after that and you met up a lot. You learned that he was studying to be an architect and that he's currently doing a year of work experience before getting a postgraduate degree.

He instantly became a part of your life and he held your hand when you gave birth to Theo.

After two years of friendship, he asked you to be his girlfriend. Of course you said yes. After five years of being together, he finally proposed.

Did he know about Tom? Yes, he did. You told him as soon as you said yes to being his girlfriend.

Did he know about the contract? Yes. You didn't want to hide anything from him.

Did he know about your letter to Tom? Yes.

Did he know that you still think of Tom? Yes. You didn't need to tell him. He just knew and somehow, it made you feel guilty. You love Harrison, but you still loved Tom. Your heart ached for Tom.

Harrison knew that too. It hurt him sometimes to know that you would think of another man; to think of being with Tom. He completely understood your love for Tom. But sometimes he just wants you to think of him too.

He kind of feels neglected, but he never told you that because he knew you'd feel guilty and that might result to you thinking of him out of guilt and not out of love. So sometimes when you're sleeping, he would silently cry himself to sleep.

Sometimes you hear him.

Sometimes you pretend you don't.

You felt really bad.

Regardless of what's going on in his head, Harrison loves you with everything in him and he loves Theo like his own son. Theo treats him like a father.

Theodore Hayden Y/L/N is an amazing kid. He's smart, he's talented, he's funny and he's really adorable. He doesn't really look like Tom, but if you look at him long enough, you'll see a resemblance.

You and Harrison love Theo and he loves both of you, his parents. You're a teacher for kids and Harrison is a successful architect. He bought you a house for the three of you to live in two years ago. You talked about expanding your little family before and Harrison loved the idea of kids running around with the family dog while both of you prepared snacks for the children in the kitchen.

You're at the grocery store with Harrison and Theo, because you needed food at home and Theo's 7th birthday is in three days.

"Tyler texted me, because he couldn't reach you. He's asking if you've decided on the center piece for the tables at the reception." Harrison informs you as he waits for your reply. Tyler is the wedding planner. You met him through Mitch, your co-worker. They're dating.

"Yes, I have. Tell Tyler that I-"

"Y/N?" you turn around to see someone who you were surprised to see.

"Anastasia!" you gasp. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"We just moved in the neighborhood." she smiles.

"Oh, welcome to the neighborhood, then." you smile back.

"Ana, I found the-" Tom stops in his tracks as soon as he sees you. "Y/N?"

You just stare at him. He was someone who you thought you'd never see again. Harrison wanted to kill himself at that moment. He just witnessed the love of his life seeing the love of her life. He could've sworn he heard her heart beat fast. It makes him wonder if your heart beats fast whenever you see him, if his appearance takes your breath away. He wonders why it hurts so much, but he realizes that when your heart hurts, it's because it's real.

His heart hurts, because after all this time, Tom is still your number one guy.

His heart hurts, because you don't love him as much as he loves you.

And maybe that's why he finally snapped.

He didn't react badly at the grocery store, In fact, he kept it under wraps. He would never want to humiliate all of you in a public place. He never spoke to you in the car which was weird and Theo was asleep. So as soon as you got home, you immediately asked what the problem was.

Harrison is putting the groceries away while you put Theo in his bed. You make your way downstairs and help Harrison, "Okay, cut the shit. What's wrong? I know something's wrong."

Harrison glares at you before looking away and mumbling under his breath. You roll your eyes and ask, "What's wrong, Haz?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit."

"I said it's nothing! Can't you just drop it?!" he raises his voice, knowing that if he yells, Theo will wake up.

"No, I'm afraid we can't. I'm your fiancé, goddammit! Why can't you just be honest with what's bothering you?" you say, matching his tone. "Is this about Tom?"

He just looks at you and stays quiet.

"Oh my god." you sigh heavily, "It is, isn't it? What the fuck is wrong with you?? He didn't make a move on me, did he? Haz, he's married and you know about the contract!"

"I know!" Harrison finally cracks as tears stream down his beautiful face, "It just hurts, because I saw the way you looked at him. It was so full of love and- and longing. You looked at him as if he was the last bucket of water in the desert. You don't look at me like that, Y/N."

He cries, "And I know you don't love me as much as you love him, but-" He gasps for air, "It's just so painful to know that if you were given a chance to pick between me and him, you wouldn't hesitate to run to him. That, above all, hurts the most."

"Sometimes I ask myself if I ever really matter to you or if I cross your mind sometimes, but then I realize of course you don't. You're too busy thinking about him and loving him that you forgot all about me." he sobs. You're staring at the broken man in front of you and you didn't know what to say.

"There are times when I've wanted to reach out to Tom and ask him, 'how come she loves you?'. I know it's stupid, but I just wanted to know how you were able to still love him while being with me. I also wanted to know what if felt like to be loved by you." he sniffs. "All my mates were telling me to leave you, but I didn't."

"Why didn't you?" you ask. If he was feeling this way for such a long time now, why didn't he leave you?

"Because when I imagined what my future would be like, you were in it. You're my future, Y/N. I planned on marrying you and having kids with you and just being domestic with you. And I love Theo like my own. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love him as much as any father loves their son. I would do anything for him." he cries once more.

"Sometimes I wonder if you're only with me, because I'm the only one available. Sometimes I think that you're scared of leaving me, because you wouldn't have anyone else." Harrison sniffs and wipes his tears away.

"There's only so many times I can mend this heart and this time, the damage is so broken that even I can't mend it anymore." he sobs. "I'll stay at my mum's place for a few days. I'll leave alone to think. I'll come back when you tell me to, because I don't want to come back here and your mind isn't made up yet."

You didn't stop him, because he was right. You needed to think and it won't help if he was around. Harrison went up to your shared room and packed a few clothes in his duffel bag. He came down a few minutes later and you were cooking dinner.

"When I come back, I want to know if you still want to marry me." Harrison says softly. You look at him and frown, "You're leaving now?"

He gives you a tight-lipped smile and a small nod, "I'll see you in a few days." Harrison immediately leaves after that.

It's been a week since Harrison left and for the first time, you thought about Harrison and how he's doing. You wanted to know if he's hydrated or eating well. You're getting really worried about him, because ever since he left, he didn't text you for random updates like you normally would.

Today's the day of your scheduled cake tasting with Harrison and you wonder if he'll show up. You dropped off Theo at your parents' house and you drive to the venue of the cake testing where you see Harrison's car already parked there. You smile to yourself and immediately park your car and locking it.

You walk inside the venue and smile when you see Harrison talking to Tyler.

"The bride to be is here!" you were too busy looking at Harrison to realize that Tyler's looking at you. Harrison looks at you and smiles. You smile back and sit next to him. Tyler walks off to inform the baker about your presence, leaving you two some privacy. You lean and whisper in his ear, "I finally made up my mind."

Harrison looks at you and nods. He kind of already accepted it on the way there.

"You pick Tom."

"I pick you."

You look at each other and say, "What??"

"I thought you'll pick Tom?" he asks. You shake your head, "He's my first love, yes. First loves never really go away, but I'm ready to move forward with you... if you'll still take me back?"

"Of course. I'll pick you everyday, love." Harrison smiles and pecks your lips.

You're officially an Osterfield. It felt so great and everyone had fun at the reception. You and Harrison figured that it'd be best to open your gifts now and save the best for the honeymoon ;)

"Y/N, you got something from Tom."

"You mean for both of us?"

"Nope." he shakes his head and hands you a box, "Just you."

You shrug and take off the lid of the box. You recall that you did the exact same thing to Tom when he got married to Anastasia, you smile at the memory. Tom's gift is a scrapbook for you and him. You take scrapbook from the book and flip through the pages and smile. It was full of pictures and little notes. You look at the box to see an envelope. You glance at Harrison only to see him checking out the new things you've been gifted.

You take a deep breath before opening the envelope and unfolding the letter.

Dearest Y/N,

Congratulations on your wedding day! I wish you all the best and happiness in the world. I hope you liked my present, darling. It was hard to make with my tight schedule and all.

As promised, I thought of you all the time. There was never a day where I didn't think of you. I was also thinking about our baby too.

I assume it was him when I saw you again at the grocery store. He didn't look like the child I pictured in my head, but I didn't care. He's mine and it was such a great feeling to see him!

Tell Harrison I said thank you for being such a great man and lover for you, for being such a great father to Theo who isn't even his in the first place. It takes a lot of courage to do that and at this point, I salute Harrison.

Darling, please know that I'll always love you and I know that you'll always love me. But I think it's time for us to move on now. We could become friends again and I would love that. I want to be part of Theo's life.. or for the rest of his life (considering I never got to meet him for 7 years).

Harrison really loves you and I'm happy; I'm genuinely happy that you found a good man to settle down with. I want to get to know him. Is that alright? I figured we could become mates or something. He seems like a cool guy.

Anyway, congratulations again and have fun at your honeymoon.

I want to be a godfather HAHAHA!

I'll always love you and you'll always have a special place in my heart.

Sincerely yours,

Thomas x

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wow this is so long but I hope you guys liked it xx

lol i need sleep it’s nearly 3am so, im sorry for the typos

Feedback would be lovely x

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merigreenleaf · 4 years

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Left to right, top to bottom: Blythe, Adair, Etri, Sol, Firedrake, Ametrine, Rosalie, Sapphire, and Camille

I'm currently rewriting character bios and backstories-- just enough changed in the past year and a half that they're not exactly right anymore and it's driving me bananas. I'll be sharing new moodboards with the updated info, but in the meantime, here's this! ...Whatever "this" is. A refresher about who's who, or at least who of the main protagonists is who? For a given meaning of "main" and "protagonist." (I should be looking at Camille when I say that, but Dray causes more problems, let's be real.)

Quick info about each of them under the cut!

Blythe: Healer, blade-performer, and the only one of the five main dorks who ever has custody of the brain cell. She’s strong-willed, quick at making decisions, and just as quick to speak her mind. She has a soft spot for those in need and will defend and help anyone who looks like they might need it, even if they insist they don’t. Along with Etri, she's one of Adair's sentinels (bodyguard/signif other).

Adair: Painter/cartographer whose illusion magic works via drawn images. Definitely never in possession of that brain cell. His graduation project gets stolen because he was off getting a snack, he sleepwalks into the middle of a carnival... He just rolls with it, that's how life is sometimes. He's a trans boy who wears his heart on his sleeve next to the paint stains that regularly splatter his clothes.

Etri: Performer with knives and fire, former thief-of-sorts who returned stolen art-- helped immensely by his ability to turn into a shadow. This also helps his anxiety because social situations suck. He's supposed to have the brain cell, considering that he's the one best at planning, best at researching, best at thinking-- but then danger looms and he dives in headfirst so none of the others have to.

Sol: Fire performer with light/fire magic, but his true calling is inventor. Has never once in his life had a brain cell, or else he lost it in a dumpster when he was looking for parts to build one of his Great Ideas. So many Great Ideas, although whether they'll work or backfire spectacularly is up in the air– which is frequently where they end up when they backfire. As sunny as his name, which is why he picked it. That and the whole light thing. He’s Etri’s twin.

Firedrake (Dray): Agender dancer with fire and mind-manipulation magics, which is a great combo when they only have the brain cell when it involves causing trouble. Their entire petite being is fueled by sarcasm, snark, and spite-- but under that is someone who would do absolutely anything for the people they love. It's just that they'll frequently do this along with vaguely-insulting nicknames and an insult contest or five. Blythe's sibling-by-choice.

Ametrine: A runaway kid the dorks adopt. He's quiet and rather timid, and truth be told, Blythe only thinks she has the brain cell. More often than not she drops it and Ame's the one who picks it up and solves a problem while the dorks are bickering. His best friend is a smart-mouthed, practical joking teenaged ghost. I'd say you'd never see Ame without Skia, but no one can see Skia.

Rosalie: Technically a priestess of shadow, but she's spent years trying to find a way to tell Camille that she'd rather not be, thanks. Her sidekick is her pet shadow, an elemental with dog-like intelligence who's been with her since she was a kid. She and the pet accidentally get pulled outside of time and spend a good portion of the trilogy reaching the plot from a weird direction.

Sapphire: Etri's former thieving partner, leads the largest carnival troupe as well as the reverse-thieves. Calm and competent, she's a useful person for the dorks to call upon. Even Rosalie is able to reach her from different points in the timeline. There's always something a little off about her, though, and then suddenly she's missing. I hope she gets found soon because she’s supposed to be dating Rosalie.

Camille: Priestess of light, great at controlling light elementals, not so great at listening. Years ago she and Rosalie were sent by their temples to find the escaped Etri and Sol, which quickly ended up being a thing neither women were interested in. The messages from the high priest/esses were all but nonsense from the beginning, so clearly something has gone wrong back home. Camille's determined to prepare herself and Rosalie to take over because the woman’s got ambition. Too bad Rosalie's missing and Camille really sucks at summoning shadows.

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The first grid came from this character maker and the second from this one.

So yeah, I'll be sharing actual character posts soon. I'd meant to make backstory moodboards long before my hiatus and now I'm finally getting around to it. I'm also going to update the character bio moodboards because some of the pictures and info aren’t quite right on any of them, so look for new stuff soon. But I did update the WIP/series info stuff! The new blurbs are here if you want an update about what the series now looks like. :)

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thesouthernpansy · 4 years

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sacred geometry (3/?)

stanford pines/bill cipher chapter 3/?

ford arrived at backupsmore university ready to put his head down and get lost in his classwork. his new roommate seemed to have come prepared to haul him back out, again.

that, and eat uncooked blocks of ramen.

somehow, that isn't even the weirdest thing happening on campus, and the prospect of strange new mysteries and stranger new friends has ford feeling almost glad to be here.

it's a college au, let's crack some books

read on ao3

For months, now, Ford has been chasing stories, anecdotes from friends of classmates and acquaintances about unexplained lights, disembodied voices, unidentified creatures prowling the quad in broad daylight. He's met with anyone and everyone willing to share their accounts with him—some witnesses have been more hesitant than others, but no one can say Ford has been anything less than persistent. What they can, and have, said has begun to earn him something of a reputation among the student body, though even that has had its uses. Those touched by this nebulous weirdness have begun seeking Ford out deliberately; many of his more close-minded and incurious peers, conversely, have begun deliberately avoiding him.

Both have saved Ford a great deal of time and effort, in their ways.

There's a map that Ford has kept on his person constantly since it was given to him brand new during orientation, now perilously soft where he's folded and unfolded it so many times. It's plotted extensively with numbered red circles, each with their own corresponding entry in Ford's journal, all grouped sparsely along one of three precise, hand-drawn lines. Where the lines intersect they form a perfect equilateral triangle, connecting the building that houses the financial aid department to the Beta Delta Theta fraternity house to the Warbleheim Concert Hall and back again. The shape is clustered so densely with red circles they can barely be distinguished from one another.

“I've been observing the area exhaustively, and all the data I've been able to gather suggests not only that all the supernatural phenomena reported at Backupsmore has a substantial basis in reality, but that the vast majority of it originates in this spot specifically.”

Bill blinks. “I thought we were talking about ley lines.”

“We are!” Ford catches the excited crack in his voice too late to stop it. He clears his throat as discreetly as he can as he turns the map back towards Bill. He taps again at the red triangle, the geographic heart of Backupsmore's crowded campus, and the lines that form it. “These denote the perimeter of the phenomena's epicenter, and they correspond precisely with the mapped ley lines in the area. For all practical purposes, they're the same lines!”

Bill hmms thoughtfully. “A confluence of mysterious and powerful energies at ol' Backupsmore, huh? No wonder so much weird stuff happens around here.”

“Exactly.” Something surges in Ford's stomach, buzzes through his chest and out to the tips of his fingers. Bill gets it.

Gathering the journal from Ford's hands, Bill spins on his heel to glance down at the grid paper carpet still adorning the floor. He looks between it and the equations he's holding several times before waving towards the observatory's open ceiling, mouth slanted sideways.

“So you're, what, trying to figure out if the ley lines are a gemini?”

Astrology. Ford rolls his eyes; some of his beliefs may be unconventional, but they're all backed by known science. Mostly.

“More like keeping track of the correlation between unexplained activity and significant celestial positioning.”

“And?” prompts Bill.

“So far, the data is inconclusive at best,” Ford admits. “But I still believe it's worth recording.”

“Sure, sure,” says Bill, “What's with all this, though?”

Tucking Ford's journal under his arm, Bill twirls a hand over a spot on Ford's star chart where Ford went through the trouble of connecting the stars in Capricornus, one of dozens of constellations that have all received the same attention.

“Let me guess, it's 'a helpful shorthand method for identifying sectors of the sky'?” he asks in a tenor that Ford recognizes, rankled, as an incredibly accurate impression of his own.

“They're not—” Every vector and sector and quadrant of the star chart is clearly, painstakingly, and obviously labeled, which makes it difficult to argue that the additional factor of the constellations doesn't clog it up, make it harder to understand. Still, they're not unhelpful, not for Ford, but to say that would be to admit the full, uncomfortable truth that he's allowed sentiment to infiltrate his otherwise scientifically pristine proceedings.

He settles for “It's complicated.”

“Now we're getting somewhere! What am I sensing here, an old betrayal? A deep, cosmos-related wound?”

“Bill—”

“Who hurt you, Fordsy, what fault did they leave in your stars?”

Bill swoons dramatically against Ford's arm, and the sudden urge to laugh gets tangled with the hook of rising anger in Ford's chest.

“You can't just assume—” he falters, feeling Bill shift to look up at him. What is he even talking about, surely they're both wondering it, now. Can't just assume that he knows Ford, that he can read what and why and how like even Ford's most private and embarrassing motivations are a simple study of reacting atoms; can't assume that Ford wants him to know, wants him to understand, wants him constantly hanging off Ford like Ford's invited the physical contact or even permitted it.

Ford screws his eyes shut, inhales sharply and scrubs a hand under his glasses. He feels the loss of heat when Bill moves away.

“That bad?”

“I know them well, that's all. The constellations were my, my gateway to the rest of the universe, I suppose. I've known them like the back of my hand since I was a kid. The whole back of my hand,” he adds, almost conciliatory. “They were meant to be of a more practical use, eventually.”

“Little Fordsy, still thinking big?”

“I thought so,” replies Ford wryly. “We were going to use them for navigational purposes.”

“We?”

Panic churns briefly through Ford's stomach. He should've anticipated this possibility; he has the barest scraping of experience keeping secrets from anyone who isn't his parents, which is really such a dramatic connection to make, he thinks. It isn't as though he's intentionally been keeping Stan a secret. Still it's reluctant and strangely, fleetingly guilty when he can finally get the words out.

“My, ah, my brother and I. We found this dinghy one summer when we were...who can remember, now, but we spent the season patching it up and making plans about traveling the vast oceans, seeing the world and solving mysteries, exploring the unexplored.”

Ford glances sideways at Bill self-consciously. No one else at Backupsmore knows that Ford has a brother, not even Fiddleford, and honestly Ford has preferred it that way. Every part of their lives was shared until Ford left, no inch even of his impossible childhood dreams left to Ford alone, and if it had been up to Stan that's how it would've stayed.

Somehow, the Stan O'War remains an island in the mess it all came to, surrounded and yet untouched by the anger and resentment Ford's twin precipitates in him. A simpler time, when the whole world was still open to him and he knew with his fierce child's certainty that it he would one day make his mark on it.

Ford sighs heavily. “We were going to find Atlantis,” he says.

“Ugh, Plato again.”

This time, Ford does laugh. Bill curls long fingers around his wrist.

“Aw, look who's got a warm, gooey center underneath all those big brains. You're the full package!”

“Don't mock me,” says Ford.

“I'm not mocking you,” insists Bill. “I'm teasing you. There's a big difference.”

From the corner of his eye, Ford can see Bill's head angled to meet his gaze. He looks down at his hands, instead.

“Where's your brother now?” Bill asks.

“Who knows,” says Ford, venom in his voice. “He was one a one-way street to nowhere the last time I saw him. As far as I'm concerned, that's where he belongs.”

“Sounds like there's a story there,” notes Bill.

“No story that's worth telling. Let it suffice to say that it's his fault I'm wasting my talents in this sad excuse for a school instead of at West Coast Tech, where someone of my intellect and ability ought to be. No offense,” he adds quickly, remembering.

“None taken! I'm here because I want to be.”

Ford's attention snags on this detail. “Really?”

“I know, I know, my intellect and abilities are atrophied and depressed, it's very tragic. Hey—“ Bill points up through the observatory roof at the familiar axis of The Big Dipper. “Tell me about that one, Starman.”

Ford wrinkles his nose at the new nickname. “What about it?”

“Anything! Everything, all the news that's fit to print.”

“Something tells me you already know anything I could tell you.”

“Sure, but I want to hear it from you. What's that one?”

“Which one?” Ford squints to catch the pattern in the cluster of stars Bill indicates without success.

“That one, right there. It's a perfect triangle, look—those three, right next to that reddish one.”

“There's no constellation there,” says Ford.

“That you know of,” says Bill cryptically.

“Because you're making it up right now?” asks Ford, charmed despite himself.

Bill grins, tightens his grip on Ford's wrist just a fraction, his thumb pressed against the soft curve Ford's pulse.

“Humor me,” he entreats. “What's it called?”

Ford knows a vast amount about the heavens, their movements, configurations, and effects, their secrecies and the awe they open up inside him—suddenly, ridiculously, none of it seems like enough. Certainly none of it helps him floundering to find a satisfying answer against the nervous, noisy background radiation of his own heartbeat, of which he is currently all too aware.

“Uh,” he offers lamely. “William?”

"...William?" Bill seems genuinely thrown by the suggestion.

Heat creeps up the back of Ford's neck. "Bill isn't short for William?"

A beat of silence, and then Bill laughs, harsh and loud and bright. “Ha! Well played, Fordsy, nice try. I said it's a nickname, I didn't say it's an abbreviation."

“I see,” says Ford carefully, but his looming humiliation has no time to set in; Bill snaps Ford's journal shut and gestures towards him with the spine.

“What do you know about Lemuria?”he asks. The expression Ford makes in response must be telling. “The Polarians? The Hyperboreans? The lost civilization of Mu?”

“Is this more Plato?” asks Ford.

In response, Bill chucks the journal at him, but he's grinning all the same. “Getting fresh on me! Okay. If you chicken-and-egged the room you'd know that Lemuria came before Atlantis, thank you very much. Those water-logged chumps sank Lemuria like the bag of crystals it was, but you know how it is—a whole bunch of the Lemurian citizens escaped to the far corners of your primitive earth and taught the wide and varied indigenous peoples how to make calenders and build the pyramids and all that mystic stuff. Or maybe they were aliens, were the pyramids aliens?”

If he rolled his eyes any harder, Ford thinks, he would probably sprain something.

“What,” says Bill, “you don't believe in extradimensional intelligence?”

“Of course I do,” snaps Ford. “I also think it's disrespectful to assume our ancestors needed aliens to figure out that a pyramid is the best shape to build for structural impact and endurance.”

Bill beams at him. “When are you done with classes tomorrow?”

“I—what? Why?”

“We haven't had a game in a while. I'd say we're past due for a rematch, wouldn't you? Or we could skip to the inevitable and you could just treat me to pizza.”

Chess, Ford realizes. Bill is talking about chess.

“A rematch,” he says slowly. “You know, I have been practicing.”

“That so?”

“I think I could beat you this time,” Ford tells him. He and Fiddleford have been playing nearly every morning before ecological statistics, and it diminishes the difficultly of Fiddleford as an opponent not at all to acknowledge that the lion's share of the victories have gone to Ford.

Bill tugs at Ford's tie, mussing it before he tightens and straightens and smooths it neatly along Ford's chest.

“We'll have to see about that then, won't we?” He pauses to adjust his sunglasses. “I take it you know where the concert hall is, so meet me there, five o'clock sharp.”

“Are you a music major?” tries Ford.

“Hmmm, getting warmer,” Bill tells him.

“You play an instrument,” Ford guesses.

Shrugging, Bill responds, “I've been known to tickle an ivory or two in my day. Maybe if you're good I'll play for you sometime. You like Vera Lynn?”

“Yes, actually,” says Ford. Something stirs in the pit of his chest.

Bill taps his chest, once, twice, fingers lingering this time.

“It's a date.”

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kyojuuros · 5 years

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Hi! With Levi being in bad shape, what do you think is gonna happen to his character in the future if he survives? I keep fearing he doesnt have a lot to offer to the story. I used to think there was some potential but recent talk about it are making me doubt..

Hey there! I’ve seen a lot of posts arguing one way or the other about Levi’s general usefulness to the story or what his character can do from here on out, so I probably know some of the ones you are talking about. Rather than come down on anyone else’s interpretation of the narrative and Levi’s character, let me just explain how I see it.

When trying to analyze and figure out what a character has left to offer to the story, I think it’s good to consider:

Has the character’s arc been completed?

Does the character still have unfinished business?

Is there anything left that the character can offer to other core characters?

What have the character’s actions up until now contributed to the story’s overall themes?

How would the story benefit from the character being eliminated? How would it be hurt?

I’m personally not too keen on entertaining the notion that Levi will be announced dead or dying in the coming chapters. With a scar that characteristic and intentional, as well as missing fingers, it is clear to me that Levi is meant to carry on with the new design and handicap. To serve as both a lesson and a reminder, whether that be for Levi only or to also touch on some development for the other characters.

I’d made a messy and emotionally driven post when spoilers about him “dying” leaked in my heated rage about all the reasons why killing Levi off here and in such a manner wouldn’t be good writing (imo). I still agree with all of those points and am relieved I won’t have to sit on those fumes for the remainder of the story. He still has things to do and people to impact.

So to touch on my points above…

Has Levi’s arc been completed?

Absolutely not. While Levi is an adult character who’s traits are more or less set in stone upon his introduction, that doesn’t mean there isn’t still a story to be told and lessons to be learned. We are all always growing and changing regardless of our core personality traits.

Levi’s biggest character flaw is his tendency to react with violence in situations that are beyond his control. This has been framed as a negative thing within the narrative (and there have been a handful of meta posts throughout the last few years that touch on this) but Levi hasn’t really had to face any consequences for inflicting harm onto the other characters. This ties into the overall narrative that violence isn’t the way we should solve our problems and that letting go of grudges is the only way for humanity to move forward in a healthy manner. Levi is currently stewing in a bowl of both of these issues.

A thought I had the other day was how Kenny is a person who lusted for power and used violence as a means to prove he was the strongest. He was the one who taught Levi that violence is the only way to be strong and stay on top. Levi has lived by this his entire life since then - it’s the only thing he’s ever known. Kenny never let go of violence and in the end that’s what got him killed. Levi would surely head down the same path if he keeps using violence as a means to solve his problems.

“But Zeke had it coming.”

I fully agree! Zeke has done horrible things that have affected Levi more than anyone and he certainly didn’t do himself any good by adding fuel to the fire when he transformed Levi’s soldiers into titans. Levi reacting angrily to Zeke’s actions is understandable and very much justified.

However, it should have stopped once he had Zeke disarmed and disabled.

It did not.

The first mistake that Levi made was impaling Zeke with a thunder spear which endangered not just Zeke, but Levi himself. He did so in order to force Zeke to stay completely still while Levi indulged himself in slicing Zeke’s legs up piece by piece. Not just once, but multiple times. This goes well beyond the point of disarming and capturing your enemy and crosses the line over into senseless self-indulgent torture. Levi makes his hatred for Zeke plain and clear as he taunts him and inflicts extreme pain onto him repeatedly. It’s vengeful, dangerous behavior.

It reminded me a lot of Roy Mustang’s treatment of Envy once he learned the truth about Envy’s role in Hughes’ murder in Fullmetal Alchemist. He hunts Envy down like an animal and makes it a point to torture Envy with his flame alchemy over and over and over, taunting him relentlessly while doing so. It’s a very ugly side of him and had he continued to indulge in that behavior and finish Envy off in such a cruel and horrifying way it would have destroyed the core of Mustang’s character. Luckily for him, he had Hawkeye there to stop him from taking that dark path. Levi had no such support here. But the result would end up the same had Levi fulfilled his goal of killing Zeke off for good after indulging his hatred this way. He would not have come out of the situation a better person.

So rather than being accompanied by a helpful character who could have supported him, stopped him and helped him understand why this behavior is dangerous, he got a thunder spear instead.

While it’s easy to cheer Levi on during chapter 113 (and I certainly did), I felt that it was clear he crossed a line toward the end and that the narrative would punish him for it one way or another. So now Levi has a large scar on his face and, most importantly, two missing fingers. These are the consequences he must now face because he wanted to blindly indulge in his own hatred through violence. As someone who relies on violence, who relies on fighting to survive, Levi is going to be forced to adapt to his handicap and either relinquish violence and fighting forever, or find a way to modify his means of engagement. Either way, he is now going to have to rely on the help of others to accomplish anything for the remainder of this conflict.

I personally still believe that a workaround is possible for Levi and that he can still fight using his signature reverse grip so long as a way for him to grip the handle can be figured out. Alternatively, he’ll be reduced to a ground soldier. Either way, “Humanity’s Strongest” will probably no longer be an appropriate title for him moving forward. Still, it would be a shame if he can’t provide some support in the climax as the main action guy of the series.

“So, if Levi can still find a way to fight, then what lesson does he learn?”

Well, I think it’s simple: he needs to let go of killing Zeke. It is clear that the Powers-That-Be want Zeke alive. While I think that Levi’s vow at its core is a very beautiful thing in its intent and as a show of his unyielding loyalty to Erwin, it is a destructive one due to his feelings of resentment and rage being laced within it.

Levi has indeed been very patient and accommodating with Zeke and the situation over all. He’s been an absolute trooper. I imagine there was even a part of him that hoped he had been wrong about Zeke all along and that Zeke could help them find a way out of their situation. But those feelings of hopefulness stopped as soon as he’d heard Eren was going off the grid. Once he had an opening and a reason to let that feeling of potential faith in Zeke die, he acted without a second thought and prepared immediately to see his vow fulfilled.

Eren needs Zeke alive if he’s to fulfill his own plans without using Historia as a sacrifice. This is a huge and ongoing plot point - Historia’s life must not be sacrificed. Zeke is the “key” to unlocking the coordinate. Eren will be the one in full control. Regardless of Zeke’s own intentions, his body is needed as a vessel. This is why Levi cannot kill him and partly why Levi needs to let go of his grudge so that Eren can accomplish whatever it is he is trying to do. The other part being the overall theme of leaving the past in the past and moving forward toward a better future:

Levi is certainly not a child, but the cycle of vengeance has to stop somewhere. He can absolutely become one of the people who choose to stop it. Someone who has lived his entire life relying on violence finally choosing to let it go, particularly in a situation where he has strong feelings of hatred accompanying his current roadblock, would be a very powerful thing, in my opinion.

Levi’s unfinished business & his ties to characters who still need him

Levi certainly still has things to do. His vow is the most prominent thing in the overall discussion. Levi swore to Erwin that he would take out the Beast Titan and ensure that Erwin’s death and the deaths of all his comrades would have meaning.

The way I see it currently, this vow is being taken too literally and is weighing Levi down as a result. When the world was smaller moments before unlocking Grisha’s diaries from the basement, when Zeke was seen as the ultimate enemy to humanity, this vow made perfect sense. Take out enemy #1 and the problem is solved, humanity can move forward. That is no longer the case. The situation is far more complicated.

Stewing in feelings of resentment and seeking revenge for what happened in Ragako and Shiganshina are not going to solve the problem at large and Levi needs to direct his energy into helping resolve the bigger conflict - something that goes far beyond Zeke and his boulder barrage four years ago in Shiganshina. This is the way that he can best honor the deaths of his comrades and give those deaths meaning. Killing Zeke won’t solve anything. Those deaths would still have been for naught if Eldia is wiped out anyway. Levi can still honor his vow. He just needs to put his eyes on the bigger picture.

I think that one way for him to do this is not by focusing on the fallen comrades of his past, but by focusing on the relationships and people who are still alive and impacting the future. People who still need him as a support and mentor figure.

Levi’s relationships with Eren, Hange and Mikasa especially are ones that still need touched upon and fulfilled.

Eren

While the world is certainly an enemy to Eldia, the true problem is the titan power. If the story’s resolution is removing the titan power from the world, then that is the idea that Levi needs to get behind and support. Since nothing is a guarantee, then Eren needs to use Zeke to see if he can make it happen in hopes that Historia’s fate will never be tied to the power of a shifter.

Levi is one of the few characters who aren’t aligned with the Yeagerists who’ve expressed a reluctance to believe that Eren has become a true enemy.

As the narrative continues to unfold, I believe that it has become more and more clear that Eren’s goals are not aligned with Zeke’s. Most likely, his goals aren’t aligned with the Yeagerists either. Eren knows things that the other characters and the readers do not. How much he has actually shared with the other characters is, however, unclear.

Since their first meeting, Levi has been a character who understands Eren’s true nature very well. He is good at reading people and always has been - this is why he chose to follow Erwin, even after realizing Erwin’s true motivations. As a foil to Erwin and someone who’s clearly taken the mantle of a “4D chess player” in his place, it makes sense for Levi to find it in himself to keep backing Eren up if he believes Eren’s heart is still in the right place. Like Erwin, Eren has chosen to keep certain individuals in the dark while trying to dish out a larger plan. Like Erwin, Eren has chosen to take heavy risks in order to see a goal through. There are differences in their methods, but that is why perhaps Levi (with the help of Hange and eventually, hopefully, Mikasa and Armin) can be used to guide Eren down a less destructive path.

Eren appears to have been honest with the Survey Corps about his intents prior to Liberio, but Hange had made it a point on the airship to let Eren know that they no longer trust him and then Eren was imprisoned as soon as he was returned to the island. If the SC refuses to trust in Eren, perhaps that is the reason why Eren has chosen to withhold from them.

The exchange between Levi and Eren in 105 is still a very intriguing one in that Levi seems to be really let down with Eren’s current state and feels that Eren is not the type of person he’d ever see look this way. He’d always seen Eren as a untamable monster with an incredible amount of will. When he sees him on the airship, though, Eren just looks dead, down and defeated. This genuinely affects Levi. Levi’s show of sadness toward Eren in turn makes Eren react, eyes lighting up.

On top of Levi’s vow to Erwin, there is unfinished business with Eren as well. As a narrative mentor figure to Eren and someone who parallels him in many aspects, it makes sense for Levi to be one of the few characters left who can still reach Eren. Unlike Mikasa and Armin, who were thrown off by Eren’s abrasive attitude toward them and became emotionally compromised by Eren’s intentionally hurtful words, Levi is someone who wouldn’t sit back and allow Eren to pull such a stunt. Levi’s no-bullshit attitude in addition to his injuries might be one more tipping point to get the Eren we are familiar with to come out of hiding and divulge his plot. With Hange accompanying Levi and able to communicate to Eren what happened not just to Levi, but also about how Armin and Mikasa were almost caught in the Yeagerists’ assassination of Zackley, it could be a turning point for Eren’s character overall.

Hange

As others have pointed out, Hange has been struggling with the pressure of living in Erwin’s shadow. Hange very much has her own strengths as a strategist but the nature of these strengths is very different from Erwin’s. She hasn’t been able to find the answers easily and feels that she cannot live up to Erwin’s legacy and it’s been a huge point of pressure for her. Throughout these years, Levi is the one who’s had to work as a support for Hange so she doesn’t crack under the pressure.

Levi’s vow to Erwin has also created a similar pressure on him. They love Erwin very much and they aspire to fill in his shoes. But it’s a heavy weight on their shoulders, whether they realize that or not.

These two have always worked better together, and it’s a blessing that the narrative has reunited them in their darkest moment. Hange has utterly hit rock bottom in terms of confidence, and Levi has now hit rock bottom in terms of his strength. It’s only when Hange finds Levi injured that we finally see a spark of her on-the-spot strategics come to the surface again.

I think that a moment similar to this one -

- is something that the two characters very much need. While they need to come into their own in terms of stepping out of Erwin’s shadow, I think that this can be achieved by them realizing that they can be just as good in comparison. They’ve reached this type of enlightenment before, and I think that they can do it again.

One thing that Levi can contribute to the story is by working as a support character to Hange to help her come into her own as a commander and as someone who can make the right decisions again. Someone who can bolster her confidence and help her find the answers. She has been lost in this last month without him there to help push her. In return, she can work as a support to Levi during his time of uncertainty on how to move forward with his new handicap and/or perhaps help him figure out a way that he can still fight.

I think that with enough brainstorming and time to hash out ideas, they will come to a conclusion together in terms of getting through to Eren and moving forward with a solid way to handle the conflict ahead of them.

Mikasa

Mikasa is a character who is long overdue for a profound moment with Levi, especially in light of the recent revelations about their shared blood.

Her sense of identity has taken a massive hit, and she is probably wallowing in feelings of complete uncertainty about who she really is and what she really stands for. While having Levi sidelined via injury or death is something that would force her to take more spotlight in terms of fighting prowess, he can also serve as a support for her in this time of doubt about who she is as a person - of course, he can only be that person if he is alive.

Levi is someone who can assure her that she is not beholden to Eren, that she is not a slave to him and that her feelings for Eren are true and real. This can, in turn, lead Mikasa to the correct answer on whether she wants to continue supporting and protecting Eren or to let him go. If the opportunity comes, I think it’s long overdue that the two of them talk about their shared blood and what it means to them and for them.

I think that there is no better person for Mikasa to have an interaction with during this time than Levi. Sure, Armin can assure her that her feelings are real, but to have this verified by someone who’s allegedly beholden to the same kind of bond as she is, I think it would be more reassuring coming from Levi. Perhaps even together, they can figure out how best to move forward in terms of Eren.

If Levi is to let his vow to Erwin go, I think that he can find fulfillment in knowing he contributed to the growth of those around him if they can reach the answer that will save Eldia together. I think that this is something that honors Erwin’s memory far more than indulging in vengeful violence toward the man responsible for his death. I think that this is something that allows Levi to stay a good and kind person, and also allows him growth, to move away from violence as a means of survival, and instead rely on others to help push everyone forward toward something better and brighter. To a world where violence is no longer necessary.

Whether all of these things happen or not, they are potential developments that Levi would have to be around to push forward. His biggest role in the story is as a support character who has helped to guide others in the right direction. To lose him is to lose that sense of guidance and cast a larger feeling of helplessness all around in terms of the feel of the story and the overall plot. I’m personally a fan of the more hopeful narrative.

To summarize:

The lesson Levi can learn from what happened to him is that he needs to learn when to let go and to direct his attention to the living who still need him; this ties into the overall theme of letting go of grudges and violence and moving forward to a more positive and kinder future rooted in forgiveness and looking ahead instead of wallowing on the wrongdoings of the past.

The role he can play is to be a figure of guidance and support for the characters who are still very much in need of it (whether that be his physical strength or mental fortitude).

I hope this helps at least a little. A lot of these are merely wishes and hopes that I have for his character (and admittedly a lot of these things also require enough downtime for the characters to begin with - something I’m uncertain they will get). But I think that he has far more to contribute to the story alive than he does dead. I’m very curious to see how he pushes forward in light of his injuries and learning that Zeke is still alive.

#anon #reply #snk spoilers #snk meta #mymeta #levi

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lovemesomesurveys · 5 years

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1. Do you have a nice yard? If so, do you spend a lot of time outside in it? If not, where do you go when you want to relax outdoors on nice days? We have a decent size backyard, but I never go back there. I’m not an outdoorsy person, I much prefer to be indoors. I don’t relax outdoors unless I’m at the beach. 2. Is there a group of friends that you used to hang out with but no longer do? Why don’t you hang out anymore and how do you feel about them now? I don’t have any friends anymore and that’s completely my fault. I became very distant and withdrawn and just disappeared essentially from everyone. It wasn’t anything they did, I just fell into a bad place and I haven’t been able to get out. I’m such a shitty person for completely abandoning them the way I did. 3. Do your parents enjoy any of the things that you enjoy? Do you bond over these things? My mom and I have a lot of shows we like to watch together, we like a lot of the same music and movies, we both love to read, and we both follow entertainment/celebrity gossip. 4. Did you ever say or ask something that you assumed was a neutral subject, but the person you were talking to became offended and you had no idea why? Not that I can recall. 5. What is the movie that you have waited the longest for/which film do you remember anticipating the most/are still anticipating? There’s been several movies like that. Like for example, I always look forward to new Marvel, DC, and Star Wars movies.

6. Do you have any ideas for a story or movie you’re planning to write or you’d write if you got the time/had the talent? Please share a synopsis! Nope. 7. Do you ever feel like anyone is “out of your league” or does that concept not make any sense to you? What do you do when you’re attracted to someone but find them out of your league? I always get it mixed when it comes to that saying. Like, to me it means that I’m ugly and have no chance with anyone I’m interested in. Does that mean I’m out of their league or they’re out of mine? 8. What is something that an interested guy/girl could comment about you, that would make you instantly open to them (e.g., “That book you’re reading is from my favorite author”)? Hmm. I don’t know. 9. Do you refer to yourself by any sort of fan nickname (Belieber, Little Monster, etc.)? Lol no. I’m old. 10. Do you ever just get lazy and give up on your friendships? I didn’t do it out of laziness. It happened because I’m a mess of a person and I just couldn’t handle or put in the energy into any friendships. I couldn’t even take care of myself. I didn’t give up on them, I gave up on myself. 11. Is there a person in your life (maybe barely) that you feel in constant competition with (even just in your imagination)? Maybe you feel they are consistently outshining you. I had a friend who I felt made things into a competition and tried to one up me in the sense of who had it worse. Like, if I actually opened up about something and expressed how I was feeling, she’d spin it back on her somehow and her problems were always worse of course. One time she even said to me, “what do you even have to be depressed about?” and proceeded to go on about all the problems she has. 12. If you are single, even if you are normally happily single, are there certain specific things you witness that make you wish you were in a relationship (e.g., people getting engaged)? I mean, I’d like to experience love and romance and have someone to experience life with. I want that special someone. I want to do couple-y things. I want someone to get takeout and binge watch TV shows with, someone to drink my morning coffee with, someone to grow with, someone to travel with. I want all that someday. It’s hard for me to even imagine it ever happening, though. I’m almost 30 years old and haven’t found it, yet. I don’t see anything changing anytime soon, either. 13. What sort of situations make you feel most self-conscious or inadequate? Are there any people or places that just make you want to crawl into a hole? If you can’t think of anything specific, can you remember the last time (or any time) you felt this way? I feel extremely self-conscious and inadequate all the time. 14. Out of all your usernames for websites, which one is your favorite? Do you use it for more than one site? I’d rather not say what it is. 15. Are there any cities near you that you’re afraid to go to because of the crime rate or its other bad reputations? I city I live in has a high crime rate and bad reputation. :/ We’ve wanted to move for a long time, but we haven’t financially been able to do so. We really want to try and do so soon, though. 16. If you went to camp as a kid, was it a pleasant experience? Do you think that all kids should be able to go to camp? If you didn’t go to camp, do you feel like you kind of missed out on something? My 6th grade class went to science camp, which was a thing a lot of 6th grade classes did at various schools in my state at least. I don’t know if that’s a thing anywhere else. Anyway, it was actually pretty fun. We we were there for a week and were out in the woods doing nature-y things and learning about that kind of stuff, but they made it interesting and fun. We went to the beach one day, too, which was really fun. We had bonfires at night and sang songs. We did fun things with our cabin mates and cabin leaders. It was cool. I also went to a Girl Scout camp for a week, which was really fun. We put on skits with our groups and did a lot of other fun activities. 17. Do you grandparents ever judge you or stick their heads in your business? If not, is there someone else in your life you dread seeing because of their unwanted input? I love my grandparents, and I know my Nana just loves and cares about me and is concerned for my wellbeing, but yes I do feel judged sometimes. There’s things she doesn’t understand. 18. Have you ever spent the whole day (or multiple days) just looking up one thing on the internet (e.g., videos of your favorite band, how-to videos, quizzes, etc.)? Probably when I was younger. 19. Would you ever go on a media fast (i.e., avoiding tv, movies, the internet, and magazines for a certain amount of time, in an attempt to become aware of how media makes you feel)? Do you think that sort of thing would benefit you? Nah. That would be incredibly boring, ha. 20. Are you happy with where you currently live? If not, what don’t you like about the area and do you plan on leaving? No. I already explained why. 21. If someone told you that we live in a society that hates women, how would you respond? Okay. We live in a society that hates everything. <–TRUTH. <<< Honestly, though. 22. When was the last time you were on a boat? Whose boat was it, and what were you doing? Like 2008/2009. It was a boat that took us across to an island where we were toured Alcatraz in San Francisco. 23. Have you ever been completely blindsided by a break-up or have you sort of felt all of your relationships deteriorating before they ended? If you would prefer not to answer, what is the last instance you can remember being totally blindsided by news you heard? I mean, it shouldn’t have come as a big surprise. He didn’t want to commit and it he didn’t feel the same way I did about him. He completely played and used me, and the worst part is I let him. Then one day he decided he was done with me and it all stopped. There were times things were good and times things were bad and we were on and off, but when it finally ended for good I didn’t know it would really be over. Even though it should have been blatantly clear it was coming. What I was completely blindsided by; though, was when Ty just deleted Facebook and Instagram and fell off the grid. I haven’t heard from him in 3 years. I have no idea what happened to him or what he’s doing and I have no way of finding out. 24. Can you remember the last thing you thought and subsequently thought, “wow, I really shouldn’t be thinking that”? Hmm. Not at the moment. 25. If you ever think about getting married, what are some aspects of the wedding that you would like to see in a non-traditional manner (e.g., a different color dress or “partners” over “husband” and “wife”)? I don’t think about getting married. I don’t plan on ever getting married.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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michaelcmunis · 7 years

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let's be honest

1) name: michael

2) age: 15

3) three fears: attractive people, blushing, and being forgotten

4) three things i love: being on the phone having an amusing conversation even if the topic is stupid, i love eyes and their colors, and listening/watching a thunderstorm.

5) four turn ons: biting my bottom lip, having the person on my lap grinding, heavy breathing, SOMETIMES sexting.

6) four turn offs: talking too much about your ex, talking shit about your ex, bad breath, poor hygiene.

7) my best friend: i have like… three.

8) sexual orientation: pansexual

9) best first date: going to the movies

10) my height: five foot four inches

11) what do i miss: wendy’s

12) what time was i born: idk how ik this but i was born at 4:12 pm

13) favorite color: blue or black

14) do i have a crush: yes

15) favorite quote: “i don’t need a piece of paper saying i succeeded, i just need food.” ~ shane dawson

16) favorite place: my bed

17) favorite food: ramen

18) do i use sarcasm: EVERY CHANCE I GET

19) what am i listening to right now: certain things by james arthur

20) first things i notice in a person: eyes

21) shoe size: 8 men

22) eye color: hazel

23) hair color: brown but it gets lighter in the summer

24) favorite style of clothing: grunge clothing can be cool, but i also like basic clothes, idk i’m boring

25) ever done a prank call: yes, that was my childhood

26) meaning behind my url: it’s literally my first name, middle initial, then last name

27) favorite movie: mr. nobody, it doesn’t make any sense until the very end

28) favorite song: can i be him by james arthur

29) favorite band: maroon 5

30) how i feel right now: kind of lonely, excited but upset that i have to leave soon

31) someone i love: all three of my best friends

32) my current relationship status: taken

33) my relationship with my parents: i have a pretty good life with my mom and stepdad, my bio dad kind of gave up on me because i’m trans and my stepdad took his place

34) favorite holiday: christmas

35) tattoos and piercings i have: none atm

36) tattoos and piercings i want: i kind of want sleeves, i want some of my dad’s tattoos, and for piercings… i’m not really a huge fan, i kind of want a tongue piercing and maybe an industrial bar.

37) reason i joined tumblr: oh boy… i stan ryan stalvey so i decided i wanted to see what tumblr’s about, and i got sucked in, i’m on this more than all of my other apps.

38) do me and my last ex hate each other: oh god no, we’re on great terms

39: do i ever get good morning or good night texts: yes

40) have i ever kissed the last person i texted: almost

41) when did i last hold hands: i have no fucking clue

42) how long does it take me to get ready in the morning: like fifteen minutes, because i skip breakfast

43) have i shaved my legs within the last three days: lmao i haven’t shaved my legs in like a year

44) where am i right now: in my room

45) if i were drunk and can’t stand, who’d help me: my dd

46) do i like my music loud or at a reasonable level: i used to blast my music in my headphones but i started to lose hearing so i like it at a reasonable level

47) do i live with my mom AND dad: no, my parents divorced when i was barely two, i live with my mom

48) am i excited for anything: well i’m waiting on my sixteenth birthday so that i can start taking testosterone

49) do i have someone of the opposite sex/gender i can tell everything to: yes

50) how often do i wear a fake smile: i don’t even attempt to fake a smile, i have a plain expression most of the time

51) when was the last time i hugged someone: last friday, the 23rd??

52) what if the last person i kissed were to kiss someone else in front of me: they’re dead to me, i’d never talk to him again

53) is there anyone i trust even though I shouldn’t: i have trust issues so i either believe you or don’t

54) what is something i disliked about today: coming inside sweating my ass off because i mowed the lawn

55) if i could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be: the new dog my dad got but eeeee

56) what do i think about the most: food

57) what’s my strangest talent: i once picked up a quarter with my toes

58) do i have any strange phobias: if i blush and someone comments on it i get very defensive and embarrassed, and i’m also afraid of talking to people i find attractive, i either stutter a lot or have way too much confidence.

59) do i prefer to be behind or in front of the camera: behind!

60) what was the last lie i told: i’m almost done with my summer projects

61) do i prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online: i like facetime even though i’m on pause a lot of the time

62) do i believe in ghosts/aliens: not ghosts, but i do believe in aliens

63) do i believe in magic: no because i know how it works

64) do i believe in luck: not really

65) what’s the weather like right now: hot as fuck

66) what was the last book i’ve read: history of the world in six glasses

67) do i like the smell of gasoline: not really

68) do i have any nicknames: mike, mikey, meekle (i hate that one), and monkey but only my mom can call me that

69) what was the worst injury i’ve ever had: i’ve been stabbed, i have the scar on my stomach and i have no idea how i lived

70) do i save money or spend it: depends on how much i have

71) can i touch my nose with my tongue: no

72) is there anything pink within ten feet of me: no

73) favorite animal: cat

74) what was i doing last night at 12 am: playing mario bros on the wii

75) what do i think satan’s last name is: what kind of question is this… idfk

76) what’s a song that always makes me happy when i hear it: every song puts me in my feelings, not really happy feelings, but idk

77) how can you win my heart: buy me food

78) what would i want written on my tombstone: game over in pixelated letters

79) what’s my favorite word: fuck

80) my top five blogs on tumblr: ryan stalvey, his boyfriend, my friend’s blog, my boyfriend’s blog, and ryan’s nsfw blog

81) if the whole world were listening to me right now what would i say: get your shit together

82) do i have any relatives in jail: not that i know of

83) what super power would i chose: teleportation so i don’t have to worry about getting rides or paying for gas in the future

84) what would be a question i’d be afraid to tell the truth on: when i’m in the doctor’s office and they ask if i’m a virgin or if i’m sexually active and my mom’s in the room, i lie every single time

85) what’s my current desktop picture: i don’t have a computer but my phone’s screensaver is a grid of crystals

86) had sex: yup

87) bought condoms: yup

88) gotten pregnant: nope

89) failed a class: nope

90) kissed a boy: yes

91) kissed a girl: yes

92) have i ever kissed someone in the rain: not sure on that one

93) had a job: NO, I’M TRYING TO GET ONE BUT THE PLACE IS BEING DIFFICULT AS FUCK

94) left the house without my wallet: yeah

95) bullied someone on the internet: no, i’m not that shallow

96) had sex in public: oh god no

97) played on a sports team: yes

98) smoked weed: yup

99) did drugs: yeah?

100) smoked cigarettes: never have never will

101) drank alcohol: yes

102) am i a vegetarian or a vegan: HELL no

103) been overweight: practically my whole life

104) been underweight: nope

105) been to a wedding: yes

106) been on the computer for five hours straight: yeah

107) watched tv for five hours straight: yeah

108) been outside my home country: yes

109) gotten my heart broken: smh yeah but i did it to myself

110) been to a professional sports game: yes

111) broken a bone: no

112) cut myself: djfkwmdtkwo

113) been to prom: 8th grade prom

114) been on an airplane: yes

115) been in a helicopter: no

116) what concerts have i been two: p!nk the truth about love

117) had a crush on someone of the same sex: yes

118) learned/learning a new language: yes, spanish

119) wore make up: unfortunately

120) lost my virginity before i was eighteen: unfortunately

121) had/given oral sex: yes

122) dyed my hair: yes

123) voted in a presidential election: nah because all the candidates are trash now, but i was too young to vote for obama both terms

124) rode in an ambulance: yeah

125) had a surgery: not yet

126) met someone famous: yes

127) stalked someone on social media: yup

128) peed outside: yup

129) been fishing: yes

130) helped with charity: yeah but i hated it because the people were old and rude

131) been rejected by a crush: ohhh yeahhh it sucked

132) broken a mirror: no

133) what i want for my birthday: to start cross hormone therapy

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A topographical map of the Western United States of dry river beds, creek beds and washes would like like the worlds worst varicose-vein outbreak and one of the Eastern United States would only look better because they have more trees to hide them. Anyone who has been to the Continental Divide knows that all the run-off from rains and snow melt West of the Divide eventually get consumed by man or ends up in the Pacific Ocean. That which falls on the east goes to the Atlantic Ocean or the Gulf of Mexico. Simple generalized truths (though not a single drop of the Colorado River, which flows through the Grand Canyon, ever makes it to the ocean.)

What we preppers should be aware of is that this natural pattern can generate flash floods almost anywhere and at most anytime and they are, of course, extremely dangerous. A storm off into the mountains miles and miles away can generate a deluge that will sweep away anything in its path. Unheard until maybe it is too late, often mistaken for the sound of a changing wind, caught perhaps less aware because we turn our senses of survival down a few decibels when we have made camp and settle in for the night.

And admittedly there is a draw to these very places as campsites as they offer some protection from the winds, may offer a gentle fresh water source, and even may have a tree-line that serves as a further wind-break as well as shade, a cache of firewood, or a place to trap small game.

So, whether you are just camping, practicing survival skills, or really trying to get off the grid for a reason, a flash flood can occur most anywhere, and at anytime of the day or night where you have to deal with a riverbed, a creek bed, a brook, a stream or a wash.

If you are a smart camper, you already know to stay above the water level when camping near large bodies of water and to take the necessary precautions to secure your site. If you have taken all of these precautions and the flood line rises, which it can and will do steadly and almost silently in most case, you might still be in trouble.

In this article, you will learn what to do when a flash flood does strike and how you can deal with the available resources to help you survive the flood and save as much of your possessions as possible. Having the knowledge to detect and survive a flash flood can be the difference between life and death.

I have heard often that ‘flash floods are extremely dangerous and they cannot always be predicted. You might be in a dry area, but if the rain is pouring a couple of miles away upstream, you might be faced with the challenge of your life.” I think most preppers would scoff at this logic as “prepared” means in-tune with your surroundings.

Understand the Weather

Understanding the weather of the area that you are camping in is essential. As with any life-threatening event, the best way to survive a flash flood will be to avoid it altogether. By studying the weather of the area and checking to see if there is any rain predicted if you are just camping, is an acceptable method – assuming you are there for just the period predicted. But weather prediction is NOT an exact science yet. Knowledge is power and knowing what rain and snow clouds look like as opposed to following the predictions of someone in a studio hundreds of miles away who has gone home for the weekend will go a long way to making your weekend trip enjoyable or your survival last a few more days.

Understanding the weather means you understand the topography of the region as well. Putting up camp above a river that is flowing away from you down into its drainage area is simple common sense. Additionally, staying out of the flood line where the water has previously pushed to is of paramount importance as well.

Find Out How Far the Drainage Area Extends

Before setting up your camp, you should attempt to find out how far the drainage area of the river or body of water extends. This will enables you to see which spot is the least likely to get water or even face the grunt of the flood. If it is an established campground that is or was under some type of government management, this data is available, often posted on boards in the area, if one remains and the information remains as well. If not, a survey of the land slope, similar to what a golfer would do on a long putt, is a good exercise. Look near and close for indications of past water flows, sand or rocks or debris accumulated in spots, depending on what the general land cover is made of; look far and wide for mountains, foot hills or higher grounds that might produce a sudden flow from storms far away. These form the “feedings” of a flood plain.

The “feeding” is part of the drainage and it is important to understand the size of the rivers feeding the area. If large rivers are feeding it, you will have a bigger chance of danger, while these smaller rivers are usually a little tamer. All bets on this are off in a downpour. Understanding this tip is crucial when camping, especially in the rainy season, or during snow melt.

Always Consider Higher Ground

It is important to consider camping on higher ground as this will allow you to stay clear of any potential flooding dangers. Most parks are designed with camping spots that are out of the danger zones and you should stick to these camping areas if they are available, albeit they will draw other people as well. If you are camping with your family or others, maybe you have set up a large tent, or a group of smaller tents, no matter, just always seek the highest possible point when flash flooding or rising waters is a possibility.

Cliffs and ridges are perfect and they are found next to many rivers. If backpacking is your style, it may be better to continue walking if you think that mountains might be nearby as they will provide higher ground, perhaps a little colder, but safer.

Stay Alert

I know I am stating the obvious but you will be able to react much more safely once you notice the water level rising or the water running a little faster. THIS is when it will be a wise decision to start moving instead of taking the chances and camping in the danger zone or simply watching because it “looks cool”. While we are not suggesting someone stay awake all night in a camping excursion, it definitely is something to consider if you are in a danger zone, from the weather or other things that go bump, or not just camping for fun.

Most parks will let you know if there are potentially any floods and this can also be crucial to save you. One other issue, all water sources are used by the “local inhabitants”. It is wise to be aware of the possibility of being caught in between dangerous animals and their natural habitats. Alert is never a bad thing.

Setup Escape Routes

In this step, planning is key and having a way out is something to always keep in mind. Before heading to bed, you should walk around the camping site to see if you find any escape routes. Your escape routes should be on solid ground as weaker ground might be broken and disturbed if you are caught in a flash flood. After scouting these routes, any obstructions should be removed and you should notify all the other camper of the best way to escape the area if a flash flood should occur.

You should tell your family and friends about the escape plan if it rains too heavily in the campsite. Pick several safety meeting spots and make sure everyone know how to get to these locations, so all the members can gather after the disaster. And make sure that every member of the party knows that risking their lives to save a replaceable piece of equipment is the WRONG thing to do. This can not be over stressed. Always move higher and away from the water flow.

Avoid running through moving water since it can put your life at risk. You can’t predict the current, it’s always stronger than it appears, and your can’t see the river-bed obstacles and the rushing debris. Wide equates to shallow when it comes to a river. A river is widest where it is the most shallow, and deepest where it is most narrow. Like pipes in fluid mechanics, the waters speed is fastest where most contained (narrow) and slowest where least constrained (wide). Note that even a slight current can sweep away everything in its way.

Stay Away from Flood Areas

As I have already mentioned, the best way to survive a flash flood is to stay away from the “zone”. With so many great camping areas in the US, it is better to start searching for a secondary camping location. This will ensure your safety and keep you out of possible danger.

If you are camping in a danger zone, again, you should remember to always leave the floodwater, move away from it uphill. The ground around rushing water might be loose and this could be extremely dangerous. It is important to explain this to your children as well to help them stay clear of any potential danger as well.

In Conclusion

Flashfloods are unpredictable and they have cost many people their lives. Many people have also disappeared in the midst of these floods and staying away from them is the best answer to survive. If you loose everything and need help, please first stay put where you have found safety and constantly assess the safety or where you are, things can change rapidly. If you still have a phone with a signal please call your local Red Cross chapter or any emergency offices. These coordinators will send some saviours to get you out of the flooding area as soon as it is possible.

Your should always remember that your life is far more valuable than your belongings. If the flood comes in, please run and don’t look back. It could cost your life if you stay in your tent and look for expensive things to take along.

Last but not least, when you return to your campsite after a flood, you should stay away from muddy areas and of course any down electrical lines. They are extremely dangerous. I hope that these tips will help you better prepare when you go camping; always prepare for everything in advance and I wish you a happy camping experience every time.

Author Bio:

Luna Anderson is avid camper from Phoenix, Arizona. She loves the outdoors and she wants to show people the endless possibilities of this world and open their minds to experiences over possessions. You can find practical tips about hiking, camping and survival skills in her blog hikertrack.com.

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Do you like bread crust on pizza or do you prefer it cut off? I don’t cut it off, I just don’t eat it. What is your favorite lunch meat? Bologna. Have you ever driven while drunk/intoxicated? No. NO ONE should. What is the worst/hardest drug you’ve taken? I’ve only done weed. What is the worst/hardest drug you’ve been offered, but declined to partake in? Once while vacationing I got offered some acid from a homeless man.

If you’ve ever tried drugs or alcohol, what was your reason for first trying it? I just wanted to. Do you think you could ever have an abortion if you expectantly turned up pregnant? Thankfully, I can’t get pregnant. What is the weirdest ailment a pet of yours/your family’s has sustained? My doggo ate some weed (which she must have found at the dog park she went to that day) and had a really bad reaction to it, it was really scary. We didn’t know what was wrong, she just looked really spooked, she kept swaying and couldn’t really walk, she wouldn’t respond to anything we said, she was shaking and breathing hard... it was bad. The vet knew what was wrong right away, and the tests she ran confirmed it. She had to be given charcoal to make her vomit everything out and then stay for a few hours hooked up to an IV and be rehydrated. When she came home that night she still was swaying and couldn’t stand up right and had that spooked look on her. She just had to sleep it off, but poor girl had a hard time. She kept moving around and was restless. She was back to normal the next day, but yeah it was pretty scary! If you were far from home and needed to sleep for the night, would you choose to rent a crappy motel room for $60 or sleep in your car for free? Why can’t I find a better hotel if I was able to? ha. Fine, out of those choices... probably pull into a truck stop or something and sleep for a bit. Have you ever ran a toll booth? Why? No. Is there a color shirt you’d NEVER wear? Not really into neon bright colors. Is there a situation where you caved into peer pressure and regretted it? Yes. What is your favorite thing to do at a park? I don’t enjoy going to parks. Would you ever bleach your hair platinum blonde? Nah, I like bleaching and dying it red. What is your favorite video game console? Why? My Nintendo Switch. Do you like the band MGMT? If so, can you recommend another band that sounds similar to their style to me? I only know their song, “Kids”, but I really like it. Do you like vanilla candles? Sure. Have you ever been in a relationship that was going great, and then suddenly something weird happened and you just KNEW it was going to be over soon? Something like that. We weren’t officially together, but we liked each other and it definitely seemed to be going in that direction and then I felt something changing and I was right. Now he’s like completely off the grid. What are your plans for the weekend? No plans. Are you graduating soon? I graduated college in 2015. How many people have you kissed? 3. What’s your worst habit? Not taking care of myself like I should. I’ve really neglected myself and everything. Are you good with your money? Ehhh. Some months I get a little carried away with my online shopping. Who are you interested in? No one in that way. What do you like about the person you’re currently interested in? Which of the guys you’ve been interested in hurt you the most? Joseph. Do you like your job? Are you trying to get over somebody? No. Do you know anybody who is engaged? Yes. Do you know anybody who is pregnant? On Facebook, yeah. How old will you be in 12 months? 31. What is something you realized recently? I don’t know. Do you know what your ex is up to? Nope. Not really interested to be completely honest. Are you happy with the choices you’ve made? There’s a LOT that I’m not happy with. Are you currently arguing with someone? No. Have your friends disapproved of someone you were seeing, but you decided to pursue anyway? Yes. What was the last thing you purchased? Some letter beads. I’ve gotten into making beaded bracelets recently. What was your last phone call about? I don’t remember. Can you handle the truth? Depends. What is your relationship status on Facebook? I’m single. How tall is the last person you kissed? I think he’s like 5′8. What do you usually doodle? Random words in cursive, hearts, stars, and just swirly lines. Could things possibly get any better? I sure wish they would. How are you feeling at the moment? Blah. Do you have feelings for someone? Not romantic feelings. What was for dinner tonight? I had Ramen. Would you be able to name everyone you kissed? Yeah, there’s only 3. Are you in a good mood? Blah. Where is the last person you kissed? I don’t know. What color shirt are you wearing? Black. Do you think you could ever make it as a rap singer? Uh, no. Or any kind of singer. How important are looks to you? They’re not the most important thing, but I can’t say they don’t at all. There’s at least some initial physical attraction. However, to me, what I look for in a person goes much deeper than that. Looks only go so far. Did you have a fling this summer but it didn’t really go anywhere? Nope. I’m single af, like I’m not talking to anyone. Do you get jealous? It happens, but it’s been awhile. Envy rears its ugly head more often. :/ Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? I wanted to. What is something you currently want? Summer to go away. What was the weather like today? It’s supposed to be 101F today. D: It’s Friday the 13th in September it should be spooky, fall, cold time. Do you like sushi? Nooo. Is your hair longer than your shoulders? Way longer. It goes down to my butt. Ever kissed anyone with a nipple piercing? No. What about a lip piercing? No. Nose piercing? No. Do you like your hair? No. It’s way overdo for a dye job and trim. Have you ever kissed someone who had a boyfriend/girlfriend? No. Did you like kissing the last person you kissed or the one before that more? The last one. Ever made out in a pool? No. The shirt you’re wearing, does anyone else have it? I’m sure a lot of people do, it’s a black Adidas shirt. Adidas is a popular brand. What was the last movie you watched? It Chapter 2.

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Ever since I first began to take an interest in prepping, it seems that someone is always trying to classify the different types of individuals who make up this lifestyle and put us into a box. Back in 2007, when I was beginning to search out websites and blogs, the concepts that caught my eye were probably more aligned with more of a militia mindset, then it became survivalists, then Doomsday Preppers started gaining ground when the NatGeo show came out and really blew up from there. Elite preppers followed the trends of multi-millionaires buying up land in foreign places and constructing fortified bunkers. The latest repackaging by means of classification is Liberal Preppers.

What are Liberal Preppers and are they any different from those who can’t stomach the thought of describing themselves as anything left of Die Hard Conservative? Is the latest attempt at branding preppers any different and if so, who are these Liberal Preppers? Do you have anything to worry about as a new crowd shows interest in what was something you thought was uniquely yours? Could some of your own friends be preppers incognito?

Today I want to discuss this whole new term and break down the similarities and differences between Liberal Preppers and everybody else who used to simply call ourselves Preppers to figure out what this means for the prepper movement at large.

Who are these so-called Liberal Preppers

Liberal Preppers have come to the whole concept of prepping the way I would assume many of you have. They became concerned with what they perceived in the world around them and realized that should their worst fears be realized, they would be in serious doo-doo without taking some precautions up front. Liberal Preppers worry about some of the same things we do like having enough food to feed ourselves or our families so they are learning about canning. They worry about the political landscape and how the current administration policies and regulations could impact them negatively. They are concerned about geopolitical unease and the threats of war. Essentially, like any prepper, they want to do what they can in order to set themselves up for success and not be a victim of their own laziness should the worst happen.

How is a Liberal Prepper any different than a ‘Regular’ Prepper?

So, reading the list of concerns above, you might be asking yourself how is a Liberal Prepper any different from me. How is the steps they are taking to get knowledge, to gain a level of preparedness different from what I have been doing for years? My take on this is that there is nothing different about the steps they are taking. Humans need the same basic things that I have harped on for years. We all need water. Everyone needs food. You will die without shelter and you will be safer with some form of security. This is a universal truth.

What is different is their motivation.

Liberal Preppers are motivated by the flipside of things that you who have been called preppers for years are usually motivated by. Liberal Preppers are concerned about the new Trump Administration where older preppers were likely concerned about the Obama administration or the threat of a Hillary presidency. It is because of this that I think the term Liberal Preppers is a misnomer. Liberal Preppers assumes that you also have Conservative Preppers. What about Independent Preppers?

Your political bent shouldn’t really define you as a prepper but the current political landscape is always a major factor when people start to worry about the future. Both Liberals and Conservatives as well as Independents, Progressives, Main Streamers, Traditionalists all could be more accurately called Political Preppers.

Political Prepper – Noun – A person who makes preparations out of fear of the current political climate or leadership.

We have lots of the same types of worries on the other side here, but we just call ourselves preppers.

What does all this mean anyway?

Prepping is a lifestyle that I think everyone should engage in to the extent that your time and resources allow. I believe every human should take steps to make themselves less reliant on systems around us that bring us water and food. I believe that we don’t need to see the scenes repeated after Katrina and Sandy of people standing around screaming for the government to come help them. I think each parent should be able to take care of their children if the gas stations close, the grocery stores are out of food and the hospitals are unreachable. To a point.

Prepping for most people is really just providing a support net to get them over the initial duration of the most common emergencies we can visualize finding ourselves in. We stock up food and water, but most of us aren’t planning to go completely off-grid for 2 years in a concrete reinforced bunker but that’s ok. Most disasters aren’t apocalypses and simply having a few weeks’ worth of food and water can mean the difference between life and death. Your politics might be driving your rationale for prepping but you are trying to achieve the same personal goals as all the rest of us.

The Prepper Journal has always tried to appeal to anyone trying to take practical steps to be more prepared to take care of their family in a short or long-term disaster. We have people who love guns, who wear MAGA hats, hold lifetime memberships to the NRA as well as vegans, pacifists and yes, Liberals. I have shared the stories of my own life of close personal friends and even family members who hold diametrically opposing positions on social and political issues but we still get along just fine. The comments section at the bottom of every article is open to anyone regardless of your personal philosophy and I would say that mix has created some very interesting and instructive conversations.

Prepping is not an exclusive party and my goal has always been to get as many people prepping as possible. I say to anyone who is new to these concepts and calls themselves a Liberal Prepper, welcome! I’m glad you are interested in taking steps to get more prepared. I hope you will join the conversation here at the Prepper Journal. I think you will find that you have more in common with your other fellow Preppers than you might even know and I think we all can learn a lot from each other.

Here are a few articles that can help you get started:

How much food is enough? Understanding how long your food stores will last

7 Prepper Food Storage Mistakes

Act Now to Ensure You Have Food Security For Your Family

Survival Basics – Water

How to Get Survival Water from a Tree

Sponge Bath: Keep Clean without Running Water

100 Year old way to filter rainwater in a barrel

Prepping 101 – Best Gun For Home Defense

10 Tips for Taking a Woman To the Range

Bird Shot: Better Home Defensive Round?

Top 5 Firearms You Need To Get Your Hands on Now

WROL – Protecting Your Family When The Bad Guys Come Down Your Street

Good luck and remember that you can always ask any question in the comments of this or any article. The Prepper Journal has a diverse, intelligent and experienced audience who has always shown they are happy to provide their own advice and experience on any issue you are facing.

What are you prepping for?

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