#so i've been handling and caring for owls all my life.

[hairtusk]

^^ people who have never handled a rescued bird of prey in their entire lives

#my family are very prominent members of a large british owl charity #so i've been handling and caring for owls all my life. #taken care of them in the home / taken them to charity events for the public / took them into schools for educational purposes #so i'm extremely familiar with owl behaviour #and this is. entirely normal. these owls (like all domesticated animals!) would not survive in the wild #and rely on humans for food and protection. so of course they're going to bond in this way with humans! #this owl looks to me as if it's clearly a rescue #and it looks extremely healthy. #these people have no idea what they're talking about

[natedogx15]

Miraculous Descendent Chapter 54: The Duo Becomes a Trio

Previous Chapter

Hawkmoth releases a deep sigh as he feels his connection with Dark Owl disappear and looks at a spec of the magic that made him go into his cane's glass bulb.

"So, I've finally lost Stormy Weather along with Fashionista. That is unfortunate. She was one of my stronger choices. The trade may have been worth it since Dark Owl doesn't need his butterfly on him." Hawkmoth muses before changing his topic of thought to the one that led to his defeat this time, his eyes narrowing as he does so.

"So, a new Miraculous has entered the game. This is sooner than I expected. Luckily, it looks like another new user instead of someone experienced. But this still makes my life more difficult. It seems she can steal the possessed object by hitting it with that ball. Not only that, but she can also control my Akumas if I'm not careful. It looked like she knew martial arts, too. She'll be a dangerous foe." Hawkmoth analyzes Canine's abilities from what he saw through Dark Owl and Stormy Weather.

He releases a heavy sigh while walking through his base until he reaches a specific area. In that area, Emillie rests in a white-framed glass-top coffin surrounded by nature.

"It seems things have gotten more difficult since I started, my dear. Another Miraculous wielder has shown up. It has become a three-on-one situation where I'm fighting the two strongest Miraculous and another. My only reassurance is that all three users look young and new." Hawkmoth explains to the sleeping woman.

"I won't give up, though. I'll find a way to save you, even if the Butterfly Miraculous isn't enough." Hawkmoth states with a tone of finality before walking away.

Before he gets to the stairwell leading away from her, though, he turns back one last time and says.

"I love you."

With that, he leaves.

Above the lair in Adrien's room, the teen is shocked and relieved to know that Ladybug managed to defeat the villains without his help.

"Well, looks like your friend stepped up her game." Plagg nonchalantly says while relaxing on his cheese.

"Yeah, it's surprising that she beat Stormy Weather and the new Akuma too. I mean, it makes sense. She does have a cool power that lets her pretty much do anything. But still." Adrien says while rubbing the back of the head.

"Don't be too hard on yourself, kid. You've been doing good as a hero, too." Plagg tells him, quickly realizing what Adrien is thinking.

Adrien winches when he realizes he's been caught and nervously laughs.

"Sorry. It's just crazy to realize we started at the same time, but she can handle two Akumas while I barely handled Simon Says last time." He apologizes to Plagg.

Before Plagg can say anything, he can feel Ladybug message Cat Noir.

"Hold that note, kid. Your partner just sent you a message." Plagg says before summoning Cat Noir's baton into Adrien's hands.

Adrien is nervous when he hears this, thinking it's Ladybug being angry with him for not showing up. He opens the message.

"Cat Noir, I hope you're okay. There were a couple of Akumas at Françoise Dupont." Ladybug's voice informs him through the recording.

Adrien winches before Ladybug goes on.

"That's not the important part, though. Barkk found a wielder, and she arrived to help me fight. I don't think I would have won without her help. One of the Akumas didn't have their possessed object on them and hid it. We have to be on the lookout for those now." Ladybug's message explains.

Adrien's eyes widen in shock at what he's hearing. Ladybug had just dropped two different bombs on him.

"If you're okay, please meet me at our usual meeting spot around seven or eight. So we can talk about everything. I'll try and get Canine to come, too. So I can introduce you to each other. Hope you're okay, bye." Ladybug says this last part worriedly before the recording ends.

"Well, sounds like you don't have to worry about being inferior to her. It seems she had backup while you weren't there. Pretty lucky that this happened after Barkk chose her wielder." Plagg says while looking toward his chosen calmly.

Hearing that does make Adrien feel slightly better. He's glad to know Ladybug isn't as ahead of him as he first thought and still needs him. And the idea of meeting a new hero makes him both anxious and excited.

"Congrats, kid. It looks like your and Ladybug's gamble paid off. That's pretty lucky, considering what Barkk is like." Plagg tells him before grabbing a piece of cheese.

"What do you mean?" Adrien asks in confusion.

Plagg goes on to explain Barkk's history of picking wielders. How she often chooses more evil wielders and her belief about wielders. Hearing this causes Adrien to gulp nervously and begin sweating.

"T-that's really bad. And she did that a lot in the past?" Adrien asks.

"Oh yeah. A ton of times to try and balance out the sides of good and evil when it comes to Miraculous. Sometimes, they can lean too much toward one side instead of being in a more grey area." Plagg explains with a shrug.

"How do we know this isn't the same case as before, and her new holder is just pretending then?" Adrien asks worriedly.

"You and Ladybug will have to talk and figure that out yourselves. I'm not going to help you with things like that." Plagg states with a shrug.

Adrien doesn't look happy but doesn't push the topic, remembering the last time and shivering slightly. With a sigh, he accepts that as the end of the conversation.

With Sabrina. She's coming out of the school bathroom and walks toward her waiting father. Roger looks around for a few seconds to see the other officers are busy handling the aftermath of this Akuma and helping anyone Dark Owl didn't evacuate. He then turns to Sabrina with a smile while putting his hands on her shoulders.

"As a police officer and your father, I am so proud of you. You did amazing out there. You even managed to lead to the defeat of one of the villains." Roger whispers to his daughter, not knowing that Sabrina's abilities led to defeating both villains and not just Dark Owl.

"I told you she would make a great wielder," Barkk tells him as she discreetly leaves her hiding place to meet Roger's face.

Roger looks at her in surprise before finally releasing Sabrina and coughing into his hand.

"Of course, I'm still nervous about you fighting the villains, even with Ladybug and Cat Noir's help. If you ever want to give it up, I'll understand and won't blame you. Speaking of which, do you know why Cat Noir didn't show up." Roger asks while giving his daughter a curious expression.

Sabrina shakes her head with an uncertain expression.

"Sorry, no. It doesn't seem like Ladybug knows why, either." Sabrina tells him.

"I see. Well, you'll have the chance to ask him." Roger shrugs.

Sabrina nods before Barkk suddenly blinks and turns toward Sabrina with a grin.

"It looks like you'll have the chance sooner than you expected," Barkk says, confusing Sabrina before Barkk surprises her by summoning her rubber ball.

Sabrina takes it, and Barkk motions for her to pull it apart with her stubby arms. Sabrina follows the instructions and is surprised to see it comes apart easily. She looks on one side to see a phone-like appearance inside the ball. On the screen of it, Sabrina sees that she got a message with a ladybug icon above it.

She presses the message, and she and Roger hear a recording of Ladybug's voice.

"Hey, Canine. I'm sure you're surprised your rubber ball has a phone function. Don't worry. Cat Noir and I were surprised when we discovered our weapons had multiple functions, too. Apparently, the weapons will adapt to match whatever time they're used. Anyway, I'd like you to meet me and Cat Noir at the Eiffel Tower at around seven or eight tonight. Don't worry. I just want to introduce you to him and catch you up on everything since we'll be working together. Let me know if you can't make it, and we can set the meeting up at another time. Bye."

After listening to Ladybug's message and rambling, Sabrina looks up to her father with pleading eyes that wouldn't be out of place on a puppy. When Roger sees those eyes, he covers his own while saying.

"Please don't look at me like that. Ladybug is asking you to meet her at a really late time. You have school tomorrow, and Paris isn't very safe at night." He pleads with his daughter in a nervous tone.

However, he makes the mistake of peeking to see his daughter's sad expression turned up to eleven, with a pouty lip to go with it. Letting out a defeated sigh, Roger says.

"Fine. But try to be back before ten." He tells his daughter.

Sabrina gives a victorious and thankful smile before giving him an excited hug.

"Thank you, Dad. You're the best." She tells him while Barkk smirks at Roger.

"Not a word," Roger says to her when he sees Barkk's expression.

"I'm not doing anything. But I can't help but notice a parent can't say no when their pups whine too much." Barkk says playfully with a smirk.

Roger grumbles toward the Kwami before releasing a sigh.

Later that evening, Ladybug is waiting for her teammates to show up. She arrived at the Eiffel Tower an hour early due to the importance she felt about this meeting and was messing with her yo-yo while waiting for them.

"I knew you'd be here early." Cat Noir's voice rings out behind her.

She turns around to see him and gives him a worried expression.

"Were you okay? You didn't show up today?" She asks him. There is no anger in her tone, only worry.

Cat Noir rubs the back of his head with a winch.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I couldn't get away from something. I'm glad you ended up being okay, though." Cat Noir tells her with a nervous smile.

Ladybug gives him a kind smile before saying.

"So am I. It was lucky Barkk found someone before today. Especially since one of the Akuma didn't have their object on them." Ladybug tells him.

"You mentioned that. What happened?" Cat Noir asks her curiously.

Ladybug quickly explains everything about Dark Owl to Cat Noir and Canine's involvement in defeating him. The more Cat Noir hears about him, the larger his shocked expression becomes.

"Wow. I don't know what we would've done against him." Cat Noir says, causing Ladybug to nod.

"Yeah. He would've given us a lot of trouble."

After that, the two remain silent before Cat Noir looks around. When he sees Canine isn't around, he looks toward Ladybug nervously.

"Did your Kwami tell you about Barkk's history of choosing her wielders?" He asks his partner.

Ladybug blinks at his question and shakes her head.

"No, why? Is there a problem?" She asks him.

Looking around again and using his enhanced senses to ensure they're alone, Cat Noir explains what Plagg told him about the history of the Dog Miraculous. Now, it's Ladybug's turn to look at him in shock. Seeing her expression, Cat Noir gives her an apologetic look.

"Sorry. Maybe I'm too worried about this. She did help you, after all." Cat Noir apologizes.

Ladybug thinks about Cat Noir's words and Canine's actions today. Her expression is uncertain and worried.

"I think we can trust her. Maybe we don't mention the Miracle Box, just in case." Ladybug says with a nervous smile.

Cat Noir agrees, and the two wait in silence over this. When Canine arrives a while later, she's met with a smile from Ladybug and a nervous expression from Cat Noir.

"Hey, I'm glad you could make it," Ladybug tells her, trying her best to be welcoming to Canine.

"Of course. But did I get the time wrong?" Canine asks when she sees the two already here.

"No. I was just catching Cat Noir up on what happened today." Ladybug explains before getting up and leading Canine toward her partner.

"Cat Noir, this is Canine. She helped me out a lot today." Ladybug says while smiling at her partner.

Canine holds her hand out to the nervous hero, and he takes it after a few seconds.

"H-hi. Thanks for helping Ladybug, i-in my place." Cat Noir stutters while shaking her hand.

As he's doing this, Ladybug is making a calm down and be nice motion with her hand. When Cat Noir sees this, he nods slightly and tries to relax.

"Thanks. Can you tell me why you weren't helping us fight? Did you not know? Were you sick? Did one of the Akumas get you?" Canine asks a multitude of questions in worry.

Cat Noir is surprised by her questions and nervously says.

"Something came up that I couldn't get away from. Sorry." He apologizes to the girl while backing away from her slightly.

"I see. Well, I'm glad you were alright." Canine nods in understanding with a smile.

"Uh, thanks. I appreciate that you were worried about me." Cat Noir says awkwardly.

"Of course. You're one of the heroes who have been helping protect Paris." Canine nods with a sense of duty behind her words.

"Well, I'm glad you two seem to be getting along. So, Canine. How much do you know about the Miraculous?" Ladybug asks the rookie heroine with a smile.

Canine looks toward Ladybug for a second, thinking about what Barkk has told her.

"I know the basics. How the Kwamis are the personification of different universal concepts, how the Miraculous channel their power for humans to use, and some history of them." Canine lists while counting with her fingers.

"Alright. That's good. What about Hawkmoth's powers?" Ladybug asks.

At that, Canine shakes her head.

"I wasn't told much on that. Barkk said you'd probably explain it to me." She explains.

"Well, as you've seen, Hawkmoth's power lets him turn people into villains by amplifying their negative emotions and using that as the base for his magic," Ladybug explains, trying her best to make this make sense since she's not entirely sure about it herself.

Canine nods as she listens to Ladybug's explanation, seeming to understand so far.

"This power takes the form of butterflies that possess an object on that person. We must find this object and catch the butterfly in my yo-yo. That way, I can fix any of the damage done by the Akuma." Ladybug explains.

Canine nods again.

"Before, Dark Owl, they were always on the Akuma or were their main weapon. Now we have to watch out for the butterfly not being on them." Ladybug says this while looking at Canine and Cat Noir to ensure the two understand this information.

When she gets nods from them, she continues.

"We don't know what the limit is with their powers. But the powers are based on what's making them feel negative emotions, what object the butterfly possesses, and their personalities. I'm pretty sure that's everything we know so far on Hawkmoth's power." Ladybug says this while rubbing her chin as she tries to figure out if there's anything else.

"What about him being able to make multiple villains?" Canine asks.

"That's new. We don't know how that power works." Cat Noir tells her before Ladybug can.

"He's right. Sorry." Ladybug apologizes.

"What about Hawkmoth's identity? Do you have any idea who he is?" Canine asks anxiously, hoping they at least have some idea.

That gets another shake from the heroes.

"Sorry. We don't have a lot to work with. We don't have a clue who he is." Ladybug sighs again.

Canine winches when she hears this. She hoped the heroes might have a better idea than her dad about who Hawkmoth was. Hearing they're in a place possibly worse than the police doesn't make her happy.

"We don't really know how to start an investigation. We're just teens, not detectives. Besides, Ladybug is busy with a few other things, too." Cat Noir says in defense of their lack of progress.

That causes Canine to look toward Ladybug while she gives Cat Noir a betrayed look. When Cat Noir realizes what he said, he covers his mouth in horror and gives Ladybug an apologetic look. Letting out an aggravated sigh before giving an awkward smile to Canine, Ladybug tells her.

"My family may or may not have a magic background. I'm trying to figure that out right now. For a while, it was taking up most of my time." Ladybug explains to Canine with a heavy sigh.

Canine blinks at Ladybug in surprise while she gives her apologetic partner a dirty look.

"You may have magic?" Canine asks Ladybug in confusion.

"I don't think I have magic. But my family may be related to the Miraculous, and I'm trying to figure out if they are and how." Ladybug explains with a shrug while crossing her arms.

Canine looks at Ladybug in slight shock, but not a massive amount, due to having suspected at least one of the heroes to have a background with the Miraculous.

"Yeah. Sadly, it's difficult to find anything since the ancestor, I think, had ties to the Miraculous died a long time ago. The only thing I know is he was a part of an order that worshipped the Miraculous." Ladybug sighs.

"Why don't you use your Miraculous to learn more about them?" Canine asks in confusion.

That question causes Ladybug to pause in surprise before facepalming.

"Why didn't we think of that?" Ladybug asks, referring to her and Nate.

"Probably because we still don't understand how your powers work." Cat Noir says, not realizing Ladybug wasn't referring to him.

"I'll have to test that when I get home." Ladybug finally says.

"So, you don't know anything about Hawkmoth?" Canine asks again for clarification.

"No. We don't know anything. Sorry." Cat Noir says while apologizing for crushing Canine's hopes.

Canine's shoulders droop and her hat's ears flop upon hearing that.

"...I see." She says dejectedly.

Cat Noir winches when he sees her reaction and pats her back apologetically.

"Sorry, we're not what you were expecting." Cat Noir apologizes while patting her back.

"I-it's fine. I guess this is why people say never to meet your heroes, though." Canine lightly brushes him off with a sigh.

"We're still doing our best. We'll continue to look for a lead while stopping anything Hawkmoth sends after us." Cat Noir quickly tries to placate Canine's disappointment while nervously grinning.

Canine looks toward Cat Noir before nodding slightly.

"I guess that's all we can do right now." Canine agrees.

"Yep. Now, why don't we tell each other about our abilities? We'll probably be working together for a while, so we might as well know what the other can do." Cat Noir suggests, changing the subject to something less awkward than his and Ladybug's apparent lack of ability to find Hawkmoth.

Canine agrees and decides to go first. She explains Fetch to Cat Noir since Ladybug has already heard. She then moves on to Command.

"My second power is Command. It forces people to do the first thing I order. But it doesn't seem to work on the villains as well as it should." Canine sighs.

"That's still really cool. You could be so useful against an army of villains like with what Fashionista did." Cat Noir suggests with a grin as his eyes sparkle with excitement.

Canine blushes from hearing the compliment and smiles at the cat-themed hero.

"Thanks." She tells him.

"Alright, my turn." Cat Noir says before explaining his abilities.

He first explains Cataclysm and its destructive power before moving on to his newest ability. He explains how it can suck in enemies and keep them trapped either on or within the black hole.

"I can also manipulate the shape it takes. I made it into a long oval shape instead of a regular circle once against Simon Says." He explains while expanding his arms for emphasis.

"That's amazing. With that ability, capturing the villains will be easy. Imagine if we combine that with my Command." Canine says excitedly.

"Right." He exclaims back.

Ladybug watches these two interact in amusement.

"And people say cats and dogs don't get along." She thinks as she watches the two excitedly talk about the possibilities with their powers.

After a minute, Canine looks toward Ladybug with similar excitement. Taking this as her cue to share, Ladybug first talks about Miraculous Ladybug and its healing abilities. She then moves on to Lucky Charm.

"Tikki says that it's supposed to give me something that'll help me fix my problem, but the objects are so random that I prefer not to use it, so my timer doesn't activate. So, I only really use it when we're stumped for ideas." Ladybug explains with an exasperated sigh.

Canine nods in understanding. That power sounds like it's a problem.

Ladybug then moves on to her last ability.

"If I had to describe Seamstress, I would say it's like changing your clothes to fit the season. You know, like wearing heavy clothes to handle the winter cold. Seamstress is similar to that. I can change my outfit to give me abilities to handle any situation." Ladybug explains.

"I don't think that's a good way to explain it." Cat Noir laughs.

"How would you explain it, then?" Ladybug asks him with a raised eyebrow.

"Like power-ups in a video game. You know, some games have power-ups that change the player's outfit. Yours is similar to that." Cat Noir tells her with a smile while pointing toward Ladybug.

"How is that any better? That comparison only works when I use Lucky Charm since it usually gives me outfit ideas." She tells him while throwing her hands up playfully.

Canine smiles as the two argue a little on this.

After a few seconds, the two end this argument with a laugh before Ladybug turns toward Canine.

"But yeah. Seamstress is our main weapon against Hawkmoth since I can make outfits that can go against the villains he makes." Ladybug explains.

"I see. That makes sense. You did make a suit that turned the people Fashionista controlled into heroes." Canine says with a nod.

"Yeah, that I wasn't expecting. I was trying to turn them back into civilians, not heroes." Ladybug says while scratching her head.

"Well, I, for one, am happy it worked out the way it did. It was nice not having to be protected by you and having the power to do something. That's why I'm happy Barkk chose me to wield her Miraculous." Canine says with a smile as she puts a hand on her collar.

"Oh, you were a part of that?" Cat Noir asks curiously.

"Yeah." Canine nods, never losing her smile.

"Cool." Cat Noir says before pulling out his baton and looking at the time.

"I've got to go. Don't want anyone to notice that I'm gone." Cat Noir says as he gets up and jumps off.

Canine blinks when she hears that and looks at Ladybug in confusion.

"His family doesn't know he's Cat Noir?" She asks in surprise.

Ladybug shrugs and says.

"He says it's safer if people don't know about our identities. I've been doing the same thing. We don't even know who the other is." Ladybug states, surprising Canine even more.

"Really? Aren't they worried about where you are?" She asks, causing Ladybug to winch while rubbing the back of her head.

"W-well, yeah. But I've come to understand what he means by it being safer. I mean, imagine if someone close to us who knew about this was akumatized." Ladybug says before standing up and brushing herself off.

"I should probably get going, too," Ladybug says before using her yo-yo to zip across the city.

With that, a shocked Canine is left to herself, contemplating if telling her dad was a good idea before shaking it off and saying it was.

With Ladybug, she lands in her room and drops her transformation. After she does, she looks toward Tikki curiously.

"Hey, Tikki. Is what Cat Noir said about the Dog Miraculous and Barkk true?" Marinette asks.

Tikki doesn't change her smile and says.

"It is. However, Plagg likely failed to mention that all the Miraculous fell into the hands of evil at one point or another. It is not Barkk alone who has had multiple evil wielders and will seek out them if they feel it necessary." Tikki nods.

"So, does that mean I should be worried about everyone around me?" Marinette asks worriedly.

Tikki shakes her head.

"That is not for me to say. You have to choose your own path. My only mission is to guide you when needed. However, I can say that being too paranoid is a bad thing. You have to be able to trust to be trusted." Tikki says in a wise tone.

Marinette looks toward the ground as she digests Tikki's words.

"Well, I do trust Cat Noir. And I think Canine is also someone I can trust." Marinette says.

"Then listen to your heart. But remember Marinette. There can be times when you shouldn't be too trusting as well." With that, Tikki flies back into her earrings, leaving Marinette to her thoughts.

#miraculous descendent #miraculous ladybug #sabrina raincomprix #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #plagg #tikki #barkk #gabriel agreste #nooroo #roger raincomprix

[mittenskittensslay]

Hi!

I'm doing a project for school, and I need to have some stories from real people to back up my point. My topic is representation in media and how it affects mental health. I was wondering if you had any stories about a movie/show that has helped your mental health or educated you on something? I know media and representation have really helped me to figure myself out and made me feel seen, so I wanted to do this topic because of that. I really need more stories from real people, so I'm asking people online and hoping some of them reply lol. Thank you!

Wow, thanks for asking me! When is your project due? I don't know when it is but I hope I replied fast enough and I hope this helps you! :D

Well, for me personally, the way The Owl House handles neurodiversity, and LGBTQ2S+, and disability is an eye-opening experience because it was previously unseen to this extent! Notable examples are all how all the characters are shown as no less! They don't have to be "normal" or fit in! What is normal, anyway? They're celebrated and valued for being wholeheartedly, shamelessly, and unapologetically their amazing, authentic selves! No matter who you are, you're valid, there's no normal and it's not frowned upon! The manner in which they're portrayed, they're so well written and that has helped people understand that they're actually neurodiverse, or LGBTQ2S+, has helped them reach out to others and seek for help when needed, myself included!

Luz struggles to fit in on Earth and Eda as well as King, Hooty, and the Collector have a hard time belonging on the Boiling Isles. However, by being open and accepting, they realize that "us weirdos gotta stick together!" to quote the Owl Lady, which is one of the pivotal, if not the main message of this show which is "You gotta be your own witch!" Also how "magic (literally) comes from the heart" it's one of the endless reasons why I love the Owl House so much and my love for it will never die.

The Owl House has allowed me to embrace myself, love myself wholeheartedly and practice more self-care. It's helped me come out of my shell and make friends thanks to the treasure it is that we fans cherish and its beautiful fandom that lets us form profound bonds by sharing this deep love and creating our own fan arts and fan fics. Luz teaches us and helps us, reminds us to be even more vulnerable, and spread sunshine and joy, love, goodness and kindness everywhere we go, to go with all our heart wherever we go! I love myself for being autistic and a genderfluid aroace lesbian even more now thanks to them. This cartoon has even aided me in realzing my sexuality and neurodiversity.

Look, kid, everyone wants to believe they're "chosen". But if we all waited around for a prophecy to make us special, we'd die waiting. And that's why you need to choose yourself." - Eda Clawthorne

"You know, you can't hide from your fears forever, which is why you've gotta get the jump on them. Give 'em a whack right in the face." - Eda Clawthorne

Please, do yourself a favor. Never hide. I've been different than others around me all my life and will proudly continue to do so, wearing it as a badge of honor because if you don't then you insult yourself, you don't live with integrity. Easier said than done but you've got to because if you're not you, then who are you? Never let the haters get you down. I relate to Luz and the others as being a proud outsider who found friends and found family also! Imagine if Luz and the others conformed. I have always found it difficult to be who I am, it doesn't always come out but Luz is so inspiring she's so herself, unique, and spontaneous in everything, makes us accept ourselves and that way I have never been happier to be me, you feel connection to the characters: they represent you, they're others just like you: this is a part of you and I love every part of you. Break free from toxicity and recognize it. Being understood is one of the best feelings. Eda accepting her curse has allowed me to accept every part of myself. It show people that LGBTQ2S+ exists and there's no need to be afraid. Change your life, you're not a tree that's stuck, find your tribe. Keeping things in is self destructive. "Does it have to be perfect?" like the most powerful witch of the Boiling Isles says again. True friendship is also shown, being there for each other. This show also tells us that we make the labels for ourselves, we define. It's how you feel, not trying to fit in the mold, you don't need to meet every single thing on a checklist or match all criteria. The labels are what they are precisely because every beautiful individual adds their own meaning and flavor to it.

Basically, to sum it all up, it portrays neurodiverse and LGBTQ2S+ folks accurately and most importantly in a way that people can relate to and feel good about themselves. For example, for me personally, it helped me open up more, embracing and expressing my true and best self, every day we get better and better. We become more social and actually truly connect with others deeply due to our shared love for the owl house which is usually hard for me to do as a high-functioning, self-advocating, and self-diagnosed autistic (or Aspie, though I don't use this label now since its no longer in use). It shatters stigma and stereotypes. It's simply groundbreaking. With love, and support, found friends, and family both biological and found, you can thrive, not just survive, and be loved, and accepted for exactly who you are nothing lees you're just weird enough to be the awesome you that you are. These and countless others are the feel good messages of this show.

Of course this essay wouldn't be complete if I didn't mention Amity Blight! Almost everyone in the Owl House undergoes key character development and their life as they know it changes in the best possible way, no less than thanks to Luz Noceda, which is an astonishingly beautiful thing but I believe I can safely speak for many, if not all of us (also yours truly), when I say that Amity undergoes the most amazing and impressive character development I've ever seen so far! Goes without saying! She starts off being seen as a bully when in fact it is later revealed she never was. It's never taken for granted that Luz with the sunshine she is and spreads selflessly everywhere, helped Amity rediscover her true self. Amity understands and goes on a journey or self improvement. If that's not inspiring, then I don't know what it and I'm not exaggerating here! Amity does a lot of self work, recognised her mistakes and attempts to become a better friend to Luz pretty quickly.

Hm, I wonder if when Luz said, "I'm not a witch but I'm training hard to be one." and showed Amity the ball of light emerging from the light glyph, she was speaking to her essence and broke through/got through to her!

And then, when Amity said "remember to turn on the light" to Luz and saved her in WAD, she woke her up bc she reminded her that Luz is light, literally!

Luz helps Amity remember who she really is, to return to her true self, who she always has been deep down, not just sb trying to achieve ultimate status and Amity helps Luz remember that she's the light of everyone's life! To continue to be who they really are! They saw through each other! I think they also literally became each other - Amity became Luz's light and Luz was suffering with the same issues as Amity, thinking that she ruined everyone's lives which was definitely not true in both cases! Neither Luz nor Amity ruined everyone's lives, ofc! It was the complete opposite! And they did what one did for the other as I said above but reversed!

Bc Amity and Luz are essentially the same -both so positive, carefree (maybe not always but eventually and unafraid to be themselves), dorky, nerdy goofballs who are so kind and sweet and powerful and so much more and full of love! (But also different in their own unique way)!

Love and kindness always win in the end and we have them inside us! We are love and kindness themselves! We just need to give each other a chance!

Luz, Raine, Masha, The Collector, King, Papa Titan, Amity, Hunter, and basically everyone is probably on the spectrum so hats off to everyone and them. Eda helped me confirm my gayness, something I was already aware of before the Owl House. Same goes for the characters mentioned above: Luz as genderfluid; Raine, Masha and The Collector non-binary; Papa Titan as probably non-binary/agender genderfluid? (Feel free to correct me, sorry if I'm wrong)! Vee also (however, I don't think the creators have canonically confirmed whether she's/they're envy or demigirl or something similar but I'm assuming this headcanon respectfully and again, if I'm wrong, please feel free to correct me and educate me because I believe we're all always stil learning! However, again because people are allowed to be truly themselves - as it should be -and not marginalized and hiding for that, we can thrive. I understood that I can actually be attracted to women (I already knew that before, I believe I even had a type already, Eda basically confirmed that or the feelings around that time just happened to coincidentally appear and feel more real not because necessarily because of their frequency and intensity because you can still be attracted to someone even if the attraction isn't always there and strong (hence my aroace label) whether it's frequent and or not intense. Aroace folks can feel or not feel love and attraction and want or not want a relationship and sometimes I have felt not wanting that but it's always very brief, I do want love, I'm too much of a hopeless romantic at heart not too! I also already knew i was genderfluid. I'm a cis woman, I've always mainly identified as a woman but I'm more than just that "label": its doesn't define me fully. It's broad and vague so I feel it fluctuates. I can be and express myself as any gender: no gender, both genders - its never fixed. Before however I always knew I wasn't straight but I wasn't sure if i was LGBTQ2S+. I used to think I was demi sexual, panromantic but it's exactly why all kinds of representation is vital! It's ok to be a late bloomer but if this cartoon existed earlier it would have helped. Dana Terrace herself claimed to be a late bloomer also. Speaking of which, a huge thank you to her and her crew for creating the Owl House! They changed our lives forever in the best possible way! The connection and love between us fans, whether casual viewers or die hard fans will always be priceless: this show means everything to me and always will!

There's a lot more that can be covered but the essay would go on far too long and I don't know the word limit for your project but I hope this is enough!

This is an awesome post I found Life lessons from TOH

#Helping out a mewtual with school project #You're welcome #hun! 😁🤗💕xo #Coming back to this post a few hours later #I hope I expanded enough on the points I made in the essay #Let me know if it requires more details and/or if you need any further help #Please don't hesitate to ask me 😊 #Made some changes and added some further points #Couldn't resist 😜 #Got more brain waves and just had to add more stuff! #I'll probably come back with more points later XD but feel free to use this #If you want #As it already is!

[mdhwrites]

Omg is crisis girlfriends inspired by Sayori and Yuri????????:D

Looks at the cover. Looks at Sayori and Yuri. Looks at the KNIFE. You know, I see it but it was ENTIRELY on accident. XD

The inspiration for Crises Girlfriends is actually something I've been very honest about and have talked about before. In fact, it's so blunt that the fanfic version of it is still up for anyone to read because I wasn't about to take down a work that had helped some people understand therapy better and potentially seek it out themselves just to potentially help my sales numbers. Hell, I actually have the majority of it also on Wattpad but my brain kind of broke about posting things eventually. I promise I plan to get the rest of it there too.

To say it was inspired by The Owl House would be incredibly disingenuous though. Not only do I think TOH actually handles topics like these not super great, honestly just about as good as most fantasy works, but also because that's not what motivated me to write it. It's one of my most personal works for a reason after all since arguably it helped keep me from drowning for a while by giving a place for the water to go. Warning for some darkness related to the themes of Crises Girlfriends, mostly to do with depression, suicidal thoughts and crises in general. Also, you know, spoilers for potentially my worst performing book.

So almost two years ago when I first started the project, I was in a really bad place. There's a moment in the story where Anisa puts a hand on the side of her head that then shifts to pretending to having a finger gun against her temple. It's one of the moments in the story that I assumed people might call out as over the top. After all, it's not like the thoughts have that much control and it's silly imagery anyways!

But it's where I was at. The thoughts were that prevalent that they were always trying to find ways to creep from the subconscious to the conscious. It was awful and it wasn't helping the feeling that I'd lost the magic that had been flowing through me the year prior as I'd managed a novella and some small bits of writing here and there but not the hundreds of thousands of words a month I had been managing. I was making more and more drastic trade offs with my mind to keep going and this was one more. The last one that has actually worked.

I was scared and asked myself if I needed to go to a Crises Center again. I'd been to one seven years prior back in Alaska and this wasn't the first time I'd considered going back. Then a thought popped into my head. Take the couple who I still loved and send them into the center. I'd played with both of them having depression and the like before to great effect and this would be someway to get these feelings and thoughts out of my head and onto the page.

There were two mandates from go from my brain though: The first was that Luz, Anisa in the original version, had to be hurt when she smiled. It was another one of those things I thought people would call BS on because of it being over the top but was once again true to my reality. I use comedy as a defense. My whole family does. This song may as well be a theme for the Hudsons.

And so when I know my depression is truly out of control, when I'm in a state for the void to take over entirely, is when I'll crack a joke or something will make me smile and suddenly it will feel like a small black hole was made within me. It sucks the life out of me as it tries to destroy my mind and punishes me for even the concept of joy or happiness because it cannot even fathom those right now. It can only punish them.

The second was that the relationship couldn't be the answer to the problems. The support they gave each other could help them be more honest, could help them be more receptive to the care they needed, but the answers they got had to come from therapy. Had to come from my six years of experience with getting help. That's part of why literal lessons I have learned in therapy like mental fallacies are in there. It's why the story starts with THE depression questionnaire that so many who have been in therapy long enough will know all too well.

But otherwise, I just opened up a new document and began, using Luz and Amity as archtypes and inspiration but grounding it all in the years of misery I've been through. I will say though that one of their traits when it comes to depression actually only became true for me while writing it because I'm used to a more uncontrollable appetite but that Summer would see me struggling to eat, something that hadn't happened to me before. Usually failing to eat meant a BAD TIME mentally for me but there's reasons why that changed that Summer.

It is a love story. It's also a story about depression. It's my final, fond farewell to an year of writing these two characters who lit a fire in me and changed my genre focus. It's a lot of things and it's also the work I feel can do the most good because in the comments for it, I saw proof of that good. That people do need works like these and that my experiences could cross gender and racial boundaries because they're simply honest and earnest.

It is a work I would love you to check out, even if I could literally explain to you why so few have.

And just as a final part of this reminiscing: Since Crises Girlfriends finished, I have tapped at a couple projects. A couple chapters here and there on a half a dozen things and a few one offs. I haven't completed anything since though and I have tried to figure out why I'm so much more fragile about it all. Instead, I've let my analytical mind let me continue to do anything and I would like to thank all of you who follow me now, the vast majority of who follow me due to all the lessons I've tried to teach and ramblings I've spouted out, for indulging me.

Thank you, have a wonderful day and see you next tale.

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I have a public Discord for any and all who want to join!

I also have an Amazon page for all of my original works in various forms of character focused romances from cute, teenage romance to erotica series of my past. I have an Ao3 for my fanfiction projects as well if that catches your fancy instead. If you want to hang out with me, I stream from time to time and love to chat with chat.

A Twitter you can follow too

And a Kofi if you like what I do and want to help out with the fact that disability doesn’t pay much.

#Depression #Crises Girlfriends #Personal

[justmaghookit]

When it comes to the reptile trade it is always preferable to have a registered legal one than an underground illegal one. As it stands having set groups of breeders of Australian reptile species is preferable to having poachers come and take wild specimens to send overseas. And though I don't always agree with their practices, especially when it comes to breeding morphs and mutations, i would rather there be a healthy captive population to buy from.

When it comes to exotics, reptiles, fish and insects can be a grey area. Many of them do absolutely fine in captivity and can make novel and fascinating pets, but not everyone is cut out to take care of them.

I've literally spent upwards of 1000 bucks on my snakes enclosure so he will be comfortable and secure enough in my house. I do not take him out around my cats, and his enclosure is locked to prevent it being opened accidentally.

I carefully handled him from a neonate onwards to habituate him to humans and to my hands. He's not my friend though. I love him dearly but to him I am a big warm familiar moving thing that is a bringer of food. He does not fear me, but he does not seek contact like most domestic pets do. He tolerates my presence and my hands on his body, but he doesn't seek it like a domestic animal will.

My fish recognise my hands when I gently tap the glass to tell them its food time, but outside of that i am simply an interesting thing on the other side of the glass, they don't pay much attention to me if im not actively interacting with the tank(though some species of fish are personable, the ones I have are not) i carefully track the parameters of their water, I clean the filter and trim the plants, I keep an eye on the temperature. If I make a mistake it could hurt them badly. If you want to keep fish you need to be ready to work hard to learn how to keep a tank, and it can be a very rough leaning curve if you have no idea what you're doing at first.

To keep exotics you have to be passionate and you have to care and you ALSO have to know when you can't do something, when you can't give a species the care and respect it deserves, when you can't provide it the environment it needs to flourish. I would love to keep a betta fish, but I have never been able to get one to thrive, so I've decided they're not for me. If I cannot give an animal the utmost standard of care, I won't subject them to a substandard life.

So many people who own exotic pets either treat them like domestic species or just give them substandard care. This is especially prevalent with mammals and birds. They often have far more complex needs and many are not fit to meet them. There are reasons zookeepers do years of training to interact the animals they work with, and they constantly have to learn, research and adapt to new information.

Many current trendy exotic pets do not belong in your house, or your backyard, or your self styled rescue. Many of them shouldn't even be near humans outside of accredited wildlife workers and zoos.

Whenever you see a fancy looking animal like a fox, or a sugar glider, or a possum or an owl and yes parrots too. Ask yourself where did that animal come from, where is it now, are its social needs being met? Is its environmental needs being met? Is its nutrional needs being met? Is it being respected an a unique and complicated creature or is it being treated like someone's human child. Hell half the people who keep cats, dogs, chickens and pigeons can't even look after THEM correctly and those are all animals we've domesticated for thousands of years, what makes you think the person on instagram knows the exact needs of the few generations poached out of the wild Australian mammal theyre keeping for funnies?

#bird chatter #long post #sorry im steamed rn

[leviathiane]

for the ask meme!

26. tell us about an experience you’ve had that seemed unreal or supernatural. (doesn’t have to be scary)

ksahbjdsak i dont usually reblog ask memes to actually be asked anything, but thank you lmao

I've had lots of unreal experiences! Not necessarily ever supernatural, bc I don't actually believe in the supernatural myself despite my fascination with it-- but, as someone who suffers from severe insomnia and some other health problems, one of my minor symptoms is auditory and visual hallucinations.

I don't know how other people handle hallucinations. I'll be honest, I don't actually know anybody who deals with them on the semi-regular, or with any experience at all. Shifting shadows, noises that aren't there. I love bugs now, but I didn't used to. I saw them everywhere. I dream about maggots and moths. In the corners of my eyes I often see spiders. What I assume are spiders, at least-- little dark skittering things that flit just out of my eyesight, always clambering over my elbows and down by my foot, on the far wall where the shadow seems to twist, in the flickering air above too-hot metal. I have excellent eyesight. Good night-vision; better than all my family. But I'm far-sighted. I wear glasses when I read, so I can hold the text less than an arms-length away. When I shift and twitch, moving so incrementally, the flash of the glass catches the light. I always think it's a moth. I always turn.

Sometimes there really is a moth. We have a pantry moth issue. Little brown moths who gorge themselves on our rice stores. It's not always a hallucination.

The sounds aren't either. There's lots of sounds at night, you know? Wind in the leaves, june bugs (southern masked chafers, actually, but they'll always be june bugs to me) buzzing at the screen door, an owl in the distance and the coyotes and foxes exploring out of the hills. I live against a creek. I live in an orchard. There's no shortage of sounds. When I'm up late, far past midnight, I sit by the backdoor with my laptop and I listen to them. It's familiar, you know? Soothing. I've lived with those field crickets and sierran tree frogs all my life.

but auditory hallucinations can be a lot of things, you know? Sometimes I hear footsteps. It's just a crunch of leaves outside, if even that. A gust of air I mistake as a breath. No one is out there. No one ever is. I'd know if there was-- my eyesight in the dark is very, very good. My hearing is good. No one is so careful to make it over the wooden fence caging in the fruit trees without my notice. It's loud, and creaking, and my hearing is very good. And my eyes are very good. And there is no reason to fear, ever, because if anything is going to be waiting in the dark, it's going to be me. I can brush it off, you know? Just another noise in the night.

Sometimes I hear voices. Not often. A single call of my name, so loud I flinch. So loud I can't ignore it. I always get up, always look around. Sometimes I know the voice-- my mother, my grandmother, a friend I don't speak to anymore, a cousin I know is asleep in her bed a mountain away. But I get up, because it's so loud. Because it sounds scared. Because it's calling for me, and there will always be something deeply ingrained in me to answer that. No one is ever there. Just another noise in the night, if even that.

It doesn't happen often. It's not real, most of the time. Just a noise. Just a sound, if even that. Just my brain pulling at straws, because it's been three days since I've slept more than two hours. Just an old paranoia that something other than me is out there. That someone needs my help. It doesn't happen often.

But it happens. I can't deny it happens. Does it count as unreal anymore, at that point?

#depths' ask #ask meme #sorry to go off on such a tangent #hope this doesnt sound scary to people skdajnbasnd i really dont mean for it to be!! its just a part of my life #ive just been very tired for a rather long time you feel? #sorry if you were expecting something lighthearted and less uhhhhhhh just shorter in general #ive got thoughts lmao #please know @ anyone that this is not meant to poke harm at people with hallucinations in any way or type #this sounds prose-y and fictional but at the base of it these are my actual experiences. its very real for me even knowing its not #thank you for the ask! i dont answer em often but i do love receiving them

[emotionallyrin]

Sleeping is funny

I have depression, I've worried it may be something worse but this is about facts for now. With that I'm used to doing things like sleeping and eating whenever, usually ends up depriving myself of those things by accident- sometimes on purpose.

Recently I've been struggling though; I don't like sleeping at 7am much because I know my sleep schedule gets fucked up if I do, doesn't stop me from ending up this way though. Slipping slowly down the line starting at 3am till night after night I reach 10am. Eventually I get stressed about college starting up and wanting a good sleep schedule again but that's where my troubles come in.

I've only had this more frequently since October but I'm struggling to sleep or atleast stay asleep. When I research I find it could be my depression but I'm usually anxious too so it might be a combination- and the stress. I could sleep at 12am feeling drained like all fuck but then my body says nope and wakes me in like 3 hours and that's my day.

Coffee is keeping me alive but people would probably say it's making it worse or hurting me, I only started drinking coffee 3 weeks ago and this issue has been happening longer than that. I hate how people jump to the same conclusions like I shouldn't be playing games so late or speaking or whatever.

Literally I don't play much, if anything I don't like games anymore I just have a few brain dead ones to keep my hands active. Games that people care about, I don't play those. Something simple on Roblox that I don't think and have open in the background, whether I win or lose doesn't matter on it. If I disconnect too I don't care since its just to keep my hands active. I'm justifying it because I can forget about that I have it open honestly and it'll just turn off by itself. I don't play games, I just disassociate.

Speaking? I don't need to explain much there , I have barely anyone I speak or want to. I made a few friends recently, I've spoke about one in a old post, some people who are kind. I'm thinking of distancing myself though. Conversations, with the one friend I talked about, lead to my guilt and depression feeling more than I could handle. I'm not cutting them off, just not being around more … that leaves me almost alone. Still have friends just not very close ones. Thats fine though.

This night atmosphere, isn't favourable. I've been a night owl for far too long that although I get peace I'm also going slowly insane from isolation. Not just that but also the stress of daily life, not being able to do things normal people do at a normal rate, is just becoming too much.

#personal rant #life #depressing shit

[thespianinthebackcorner]

Okay everyone loves a good catboy/girl au. As do I. There's something cute about seeing your blorbo get kitty ears and their friends teasing them.

But you don't have to stick with cats! There's obviously a lot more animals around so why not use them? Here, have a list of ideas I've been coming up with over the past six hours

Bee au. Blorbo gets black or yellow streaks in their hair, antennae, wings. They have to try and stop themselves from getting nervous or else everyone will hear the humming. Bonus points if they enjoy someone playing with their hair since bees like it when they're regularly groomed. Bees are also obsessed with cleanliness, if you want to go even deeper into it.

Bird au! Learning to use and handle wings, especially with the huge wingspan that comes with human size. Caring for feathers, picking up fallen ones, moulting season. Species-specific things like female nightingales being mute or barn owls sticking with one partner for life- even penguins proposing with pebbles, although I've never seen a penguin au 😂 if you're really feeling murderous, then go Australian Magpie and watch the carnage happen as someone aggravates a sensitive blorbo.

Standard mermaid AUs are great (please write more) but what about other marine animals too? Take inspiration from that one Monster High movie and go for an octopus or eel aus, or even just using a highly distinctive fish (anglerfish, for example).

If you're gonna do cat or dog anyway, then try something with one of the big ones! Lion au blorbo getting thicker hair, leopard au with the soft, thick tails and ears.

Foxes! In some fandoms this is common but in others it's not. Fennec foxes with their huge ears, red foxes with their bright colours. Sensitive hearing, a penchant for trouble and an instinct for digging holes and putting things they like in them... It's a chaos recipe, if you will.

Dragons! Different types of dragons with mystical powers. Blorbo having to lean backwards all the time because of the weight of wings and a tail suddenly being added to their pack. Scales growing over injuries, people coming to try and get a valuable dragon's scale. Hoarding shiny things, making a nest out of blankets.

Less-talked about mythical creatures or ones from certain cultures! Go deep diving through mythology from different places and see what you can find. Who knows.

If there's a character associated with a particular animal, feels easy but do it! Go through and see if there's any fanfics already with that idea, and take inspiration from them if you need to! If it's not that popular of a character, maybe you'll be the lucky one to start it off.

If there's other fictional animals or species in your fandom, go ahead and use those! They'll be guaranteed to be an interesting mix, and you'll learn more about your fandom as a result through the research.

Go off everyone, I've had bee au in my head for a while and wanted to make a list of unconventional AUs I'd like to see more of. This is a blanket permission to use any of the prompts/ideas here (and repost to Pinterest if you really want to, but ONLY if you include my username. I get a lot of old Tumblr-post writing ideas from there so I don't mind my ideas being shared.)

Go forth and write your blorbos! Meanwhile I'll be catching up with the list of fics I still need to write... sorry bee au you're not getting consigned to the page 🥲

#fanfiction #fandom #fanfiction ideas #fanfic writing #fanfic

[the-firebird69]

The mother who killed the man who raped and murdered her 7yo daughter.

This was quite a while ago about 8 years now it was in the seventies. And it is the woman Emily blunt and her daughter was murdered by a Mac and she shot him in the head five times and that mac is gone. Now she had her son in a condo and he was rooming there and the two idiots of her own started bothering her and she says her under the influence and it was true and she heard him say the guy is some sort of siphon to the max and it's just incompetent and she said I wonder why and she started anyway I said he's a slob and a white owl and a druggie and a wino that really mad and start to assign people and she found Terry cheesman and said I need you to do the jobs this guy is an idiot and he start to work and said we'll lose and tons of stuff and it's going to this guy and that one and he told us he said the guy is since the empire and she was really mad went over it for a while and Sunday I pushed out and it's just doing the wrong thing sometimes he said my life is so hard and that if you could ever live it ever none of you people and even come close to doing what I'm doing my family started to aggravating me but I can't be tolerant of everybody harassing me I need these assholes away from me and I need you to cancel your contract and get the assholes away from me or your clan will be dead. And he added it's because everyone hates you people for what you're doing so she turned around she said I don't care anymore I said then you're just as bad as it's f****** Mac she said no I said yeah you want to turn me against the warlock it's like their whole clan is a pile of s*** and that's right she can't handle it and she said it too and he she started yelling and screaming I need you out of there and all this stuff and so these people are at us I said your people caused it and really they're getting revenge and you used to go around like you guys and we're going after Max and that's why and the f****** is just won't wake up out of it for nothing and she started telling him they're saying this to you and they're saying that to you and she started deciding women at least start working and they're saying he's not doing it and he's getting pushed around by us and it's ridiculous but he says he knows it and he's had a hard life these people in his family are massive killers and they're holding these Max down and wearing a lot of trouble and she heard you say that's why and she said oh no we have to start carrying the load and he said you can do it just try and do it in time I think she's still around but okay that's why and she started to say this if you get the guy it's tops it stops and it was and they stop doing it and it's a nightmare here and our son can't get anything without absolute force from us so they're starting to work and they have to and then bja started to attack their bunkers because they're just sitting there and they're not going into combat and they need the stuff and he's trying to take stuff and it was horrible that's actually why and she said this is not really going to do and you people are cowards and I can't stand you and she's trying to separate from the ones that are sick and they're stupid

Thor Freya

Olympus

What's happening is a change this is group of trumpsters that are terrible they're running around with this Indonesian crap and that's what it is and won't stop it's from Indonesia and it sounds like it and what you say is don't get contaminated I think there might be something there and it's something to it I don't know what it would be do you this idiot is saying I've been blackballed and is trying to blackball me and say it for years

Terry c and speaking to our son and we're going to publish

Thor Freya

Olympus

[1111jenx]

🕊🪐Saint Jenx's🪐🕊

— Weekly Vibe Check 1

hey there baddies so i decided to do a weekly vibe check from now on where i'll literally tell u whats going on in the sky, whats going on w me and YOU can share anythingggggg you wanna say to me yet ur too shy to shoot me a message me so you can share it in the comment and i'll read them all and give u some reassurance:)

real footage of me, a night owl thats extra functional at 4AM on a wednesday:

anyways i also just released a veryyyyyyyy long post cuz i cant sleep go check it out guys🥳 if u alr did ignore thisssss and scroll down✨

Also, respectfully, a big F you to whoever said Taurus are boring. I had Taurus friends who are insane extremely unique and fun and are the absolute best people and lets be real, we do need some grounding and can use some of that physical support right now guys 😀

This Aries szn is royally effing me up I can't wait for Taurus szn to come so I can be laying on my couch eating good takeout without having to check my balance LMFAO and overall just having a break and a good selfcare day🥳

I remember talking about this the other day with y'all and I know while some of you are having the best time of your life the others are also going through a lot too:)

But dont worry baddies I'm telling you rn we got this, we will be putting that face mask on while blasting Spotify Top 50 and having some me time in no time!!

And one final thought, Venus is in the anaretic degree (29°) signifying major turning points for themes relating to love, relationship, self-expression, independence, authority and self-worth as well as financially related issues. I wouldn't be surprised if some of yall be having HORRIBLE arguments with your s/o🥺 Set your ego aside while handling these matters.

Also you may have some extra pimples or experiencing fevers/lightheadedness and having horrible migraines too!!! The need to be by yourself and complete some self-reflection is crucial and be aware of impulsive spending or burst of anger. It is normal to feel things. Venus is transitioning in my 9th (higher education) and boy i've been working for 12 hours nonstop HELPPP.

So all and all, I just wanna say that you guys must force yourself to take a break when you feel called to and please please avoid letting your ego stop you from pursuing things you care about loves

So hows your week so far? Tell me all bout it.

I love you guys:) Enjoy the rest of ur week!!!

saint jenx🪐

#vibe check with jenx #good vibes only #astro forecast #astrology observations #astro notes #astrology

[mochikeiji]

Sunshine

↠ Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji

↠ Warning: TimeSkip AU! Slight angst, fluff! Weathering with You AU

↬ Word Count: 1,851

↣ a/n: I just love Weathering with You. The prompt fits so perfectly I just had too ヽ( ´¬`)ノ even hearing the ost in my head while writing this.

Summary: Akaashi has lived his life raising the sun as he prays. But that came to a stop when Bokuto finds out the consequences. Afraid to lose him, afraid of him to disappear without having to feel what happiness is, he wants him to live his life to the fullest.

⇢ Day 8: Weather/Rain, Magic @bokuakaweek2020

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Not many have fallen inlove with the gloomy skies that cried heavy down pours of rain. Not many appreciated the satisfying sight of the droplets patter from their window or hydrate the plants. People would see the rain as some sort of hindrance due to the natural disasters it has caused. Those such as flooding, cancelations of plans or the weird feeling of getting sad from it.

Japan at this year has been experiencing all of these emotions. The rain poured everyday endlessly. In some parts it has, but after a few minutes of hours it'll pour once more. The children were stuck inside their homes, whining sometimes for not being allowed to go out and play as they used to. Adults are always getting irritated when travelling to work. Not a day is completed without having one part of their body soaked from the rain when coming back home.

When has it been the last time they've experienced the warm sun and bright blue skies? When was the last time they have woken up to hear the birds chirping rathet than another round of padding droplets on their windows and rooftops?

If they'd predicted the weather to be in bad shape, people would've appreciated waking up a little early to show some love for the shining sun rather than wishing it hadn't risen.

For Bokuto, he didn't care about any of these calamities. He didn't pay attention to the murmurs and curses about the weather from the people he had passed by the streets, nor the fact that he sometimes gets soaked from the rain or even having his usual volleyball practice get cancelled.

All he cared about with all his heart was the man who had been destined to be his lover.

Also the man who was in full control of controlling the all powerful, bright sun and stopping the rain as he pleases whenever he would pray.

His sunshine boy.

"Keiji, I told you to stop looking over the request anymore."

Snapping his gaze away from the phone screen, Bokuto had snatched it away and places it on top of the coffee table. Taking a seat next to Akaashi and took a sip of the warm hot chocolate he had made for both of them.

"But they were getting mad for not granting their request, Kou.."

Bokuto sees the way his eyes looked down sadly behind his lens. His lips quivering as if he was afraid of something. Guilty of something.

He had no rights to be feeling guilty though. It wasn't his power to control the rain. It wasn't his fault Japan was in this situation for many years. He never asked to be the one speck of hope to bring back the sun even though it meant for a few hours.

It wasn't his or Bokuto's fault they wanted to be selfish.

Akaashi's gift had a risky price to pay. Due to people now knowing his gift, he was often called for so many request to bring the sun out. His request per day would reach 10-20. It was tiring, but this was the only job he had to provide himself. But sadly, to over working himself to the bone, his body began to get transparent. He had been so caught up with his job as the Sunshine Boy he had forgotten he was cursed to disappear to an unknown place if he overused his gift.

And Bokuto didn't want to lose him.

The day Akaashi had revealed his upper body to him, Bokuto's heart shattered. He was the one who had given him the idea of being in this position in the first place. He shouldered the blame on him, for almost unknowingly letting his lover slowly drift away and disappear from him.

But not anymore.

He begged Akaashi to never do it again. Never overuse his power. Allow himself to take a break and just find another job or let him handle all the finance since he was a successful player. But Akaashi didn't like depending all his life on someone, he wanted to be useful. Worthy. Even though Bokuto woukd remind him all the time that he has been more than enough to him, the people from their abandoned website would always call him out and spread hate for his sudden disappearance.

It was a good thing no one knew of his identity. Otherwise he would be hunt down and they'd have to move to places as if they were criminals.

"Keiji," placing his mug down at the table, he moves to his side closer to Akaashi, taking his hand away from his lap and holding it, "Would you be sad if I was the only person who loves you?"

Akaashi never had anyone that loved him so much other than his late mother. Like him, she was born with this gift. His father though, had left the both of them when he knew about their gifts. Angry of why they didn't do something of Japan's situation and cursing his mother for being a selfish woman, leaving her to fulfill her duty until her dying breath and disappearing without a sense of peace.

His words and the people's demands had gone through his head and haunted him. He believed that this was why he was born different. Why he was born with this so called, "gift". He was born to serve other's and grant their request to summon the sun. Nothing more, nothing less. Fulfill his duty to the bitter end.

And Bokuto had proved him othwise.

"From now on, live for yourself, Keiji. You can't give everyone what they want and not leave something for you."

Those were the words he remembered the day he had shown his transparent torso. The words that had made his eyes shed tears and his whole world change.

"I am beyond already happy and blessed to have you as my lover, Kou. And you loving me makes me question why I deserve someone like you," he places his palm on his cheek, stroking it lovingly as he stares back into his golden eyes, "Of course I am happy that the person I love so much loves me as well. Even if he is the only one."

"Then this," glancing at the phine from the table with Akaashi's eyes following his. Returning back to their locked gaze, "They don't matter. Nothing matters but that, Keiji."

His eyes spoke a lot about his deep sadness and guilt. Bokuto pushes his hand away gently and pulls him onto his chest, letting Akaashi sit in between his legs and place his chin on his shoulder.

"Keiji, I don't want to wake up one day and see you gone from my sight."

Listening intensely as he feels his hair being weaved by his fingers, he allows his body to relax on Bokuto's hold and let's him continue.

"Not because you can make the sun appear. I don't care about those, I only care about you. I don't want you to disappear just to have your entire life serving people for their wants and not living yours."

Suddenly, his shoulder began to form a wet patch from the owl haired male, "I don't want to wake up alone again, Keiji..I don't want to lose the only person I've ever loved and didn't have enough time with him."

Like Akaashi, Bokuto had struggled with his own past. Always getting left behind for pursuing too much ambition. His parents not being able to provide him with the love and support he has envied from so many people. He had sought out on his own trying to find a reason for his living. Why he manages to maintain being a famous volleyball player even though he had no one tovbe proud of not only his talent, but his entire being.

Bokuto's body trembles and Akaashi started to feel himself get emotional and squeezed his arms around his torso. Bokuto sniffles a little before pushing himself off of his shoulder to look him in the eye once more.

"Keiji, to me I believe you are a Sunshine Boy. Not because you can raise the sun, but because you brighten the skies from my gloomy life ever since I've met you."

Eyes widened a little from his words, Bokuto removes his mist filled glasses and leans his forehead to his. Sighing out the emotion that had bubbled up in his chest.

"I believe you had more purpose in life than being like this. Maybe," placing both of his warm palms on Akaashi's cold face, wanting him to open his tear filled eyes.

"Maybe you were meant to live the life your mother wished she had."

A life that didn't pulled him down because of his gift. The life that didn't involve the people's complaints and demands. The life that only his happiness mattered.

"We've made a promise together back then."

Akaashi looks down at his hand, his ring finger occupied with a shining ring that fit perfectly and made his hand look more beautiful than they ever were. The one Bokuto had given the night of his confession.

"That we'd be together forever. That nothing else mattered than for us to find our happiness together."

Akaashi lets his tears fall from his eyes, allowing Bokuto to wipe them away quickly. He gives his lips a lingering kiss. Pouring out the emotions more than the rain outside their apartment.

"The hell with everyone in this world. I want you more than any blue sky. You're the real sun that brightens up my world, Akaashi. I knew what I was getting into the moment I fell inlove with you, there's no way in hell I'm throwing all of this away."

Sobs can be heard from the room, but the strong sense of devotion and love was there. Akaashi lets himself grow vulnerable, murmuring "I love you's" and "Thank you's", squeezing Bokuto as if his life depended on it. Afraid of what his mind could've done if Bokuto hadn't said those words to him immediately.

They both know that this weather wouldn't stop. But they also knew that the people's complaints about everything would never stop.

The hell with everything, they thought.

If being selfish meant letting an innocent life as Akaashi live longer and having the weather stay as it is, then so be it. Nothing is more precious than another ones life.

Nothing mattered to the two lovers as long as they had each other.

The weather can stay crazy, but that's how the entire world is, right?

You needed one thing that is sane in all this madness.

And to Bokuto?

That was Akaashi.

"Koutarou."

"Hm?"

Pushing himself off of his chest, Akaashi wipes his nose with his sleeve before speaking, "Don't you want to see the sun?" his words lacing with worry with his mind racing with thoughts.

Bokuto only smiles at him. Knowing already what he was going to answer, pinching his cheek in the process and grinning,

"I already am seeing the sun, Keiji. And its worth keeping bright more than anything."

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Hey everyone! 

To those that are following my blog, thank you for being ever so patient for me to post again. To be honest, I have resorted to becoming a lurker on this website, and mentally, I am completely drained (school has made me lose braincells at an exponential rate, unfortunately, and I am constantly on the edge of a breakdown). Here are some updates on my life, for those interested. :) I at least owe it to you guys, don’t I?  

I think it is safe to say that I am no longer part of the Hetalia fan community, and occasionally fall back to it for nostalgia’s sake. Once Himayara posted that he was taking a break from the series, I felt as if it was my time to move on as well, to other things. 

Currently, I am in university, and will probably use this blog to reblog things I find enjoyable, rather than cornerning myself into a fandom I do not see myself as a a part of. 

In terms of interests, I recently found this playlist on soundcloud, and am planning to use it for studying music. Just thought I would share it here, for my own benefit. Oh, and Owl City is still one of my favourite artists, to those who knew me from elsewhere. That hasn’t changed. And I still like daydreaming; I’ve been doing way more of that once quarantine started. That’s cool. 

Seriously, thank you everyone for making this website, and, specifically the Hetalia fandom, so interesting and in some ways, amazing! There have been some ups and downs, especially with the ways some things were handled/discussed, but nothing is perfect, in life. I have to learn to accept things the way they are.  

Hopefully I run into you all as I continue to lurk in the near future! Take care, and much love!! <3

(Credits to CallMeCarson for this playlist!!)

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Charlie's Birthday Part 1

Damien: *he didn't think this would be a very good idea, gut instinct told him he should have just sent her something nice and gotten on with his day... but she had made him a birthday cake for his and it just felt like the right thing to do would be to return the favor, so there he was trying everything in his power to write the perfect letter with all its scratches and crosses out words it just said: "Would you meet me at the Three Broomsticks at 7? If you have better might have something to-If you can't make it just owl me back. Sincerely, Love, From Damien." Reading it over, he just sighed shaking his head and give the owl the directions of where to find him if she should return his message and sent it off, putting on his jacket and making the trip to Hogsmeade*

Charlie: *had just gotten back from her muggle job and had flopped face down on her bed when she looked at the time, she sighed and sat up thinking that she should start working on dinner since her parents were away for a wedding. She stretches briefly and jumps instantly when she hears a tapping on her window. Turning quickly to the window she see the owl and tilts her head curious unsure of who would be messaging her, god knows it couldn't be Damien. She opens the window and takes the letter from the owl opening then envelope, she gasps slightly and smiles not expecting a letter from Damien let alone one to invited her to spend time with him. She hugs the letter and gets ready, putting on a clean outfit and grabbing her wand, giggling excitedly she apparates to Hogsmeade not wanting to apparate inside the Three Broomsticks*

Damien: *rocks slightly back and forth on the balls of his feet near the door, box in hand, far too anxious to take a seat, the barmaid looks at him funny for a second before offering him a table saying it would be more comfortable* No, I'm just waiting for a companion of mine first... *the barmaid just shrugs him off, heading off to the other tables, as Damien waited expectantly, running through the list of reasons why Charlie would have ended up not seeing him such as the plans he thought she might have with friends, then just shakes his head, but looks out the window expecting the owl back so he could just get on with his life at the hospital wing and forget he ever thought of this*

Charlie: *as she appears in the street and checks her reflections in a nearby store shop before trotting over to the Three Broomsticks smiling overjoyed at the thought of Damien wanting to spend time with her out of his busy day. She grips the door handle and pulls it open planning only walking in a few feet and looking for Damien only to find him standing a few feet in front of her. She couldn't help but jump a little definitely startled by him standing right there* Damien! *she smiles happily walking over to him*

Damien: *the shock sets in first before he smiles, nervously but happy, genuinely surprised that she came, expecting her to have better things to do around her birthday.* Hey kiddo! I didn't mean to frighten you.... *he releases one hand on the box to give her a small squeeze, then leads her to a table placing the small box on the table* Glad you could make it.... Not that I didn't think you could, just thought you might have other plans than to spend your day with an old man like me... *smiles setting himself in the other seat* Oh right... Happy Birthday... *he pushed the small box towards her without another word, a slight blush on his face*

Charlie: *she reached across the table as he spoke and lightly held his hand giving it a soft squeeze as he talked about her having better things to do than spend her birthday with an old man like him* Damien I can't think of anyone I would rather spend my birthday with thank you. *smiles as he wishes her a happy birthday and pulls the small box towards her opening it, not noticing the blush on his cheeks*

Damien: *his smile grows as she takes his hand, still thinking she might have brushed someone off to meet with him, and his blush grew slightly* You're quite sure I'm not keeping you from anything? *having not really celebrated a birthday for somewhere near 5 years now, not celebrating his own for about 10... he was a little out of touch with the thought, but inside the box was a small cake- a mirror of the one she made him two months ago, but with small yellow flowers and neatly written letters saying "Happy Birthday, Charlie"* I couldn't really decide if you'd have wanted something more for you birthday... so I just kept it simple... *with a couple of tips from Witch Weekly Magazine on how to decorate a cake, a spell that offered neat handwriting and a box of funfetti cake mix. His smile became more nervous again as her waited for her reaction*

Charlie: I am absolutely positive that nothing more important to me right now than spending my birthday with you. *she smiled still holding his hand lightly, she opened the box and sees the cake inside and chuckles smiling down at it. It made her giddy to think that he would make a cake for her even if it was only to repay her for making him a cake* Thank you Damien, I love it *smiles brightly at him*

Damien: *blushes as she smiles as him, completely unable to contain it, but smiles back, a small sigh of relief from the breath he didn't realize he was holding escaped his lips* You're welcome Kiddo... it was the least I could do... *he pats her hand lightly before letting go to wave over the barmaid for two butterbeers* I still have that bouquet of flowers, you know. From earlier this year. They blossomed nicely. I should take a picture to send to you.

Charlie: No the least you could have done was not send me anything and pretend like you didn't know today was my birthday *chuckles* but Thank you anyways. *she looks to the barmaid till she left* Yes you should, it will be like have a bouquet of my own *laughs a little* except in picture form.

Damien: *frowns* I couldn't do that, not after you celebrated my birthday with me, that would just be terrible of me, especially when I have your birthday memorized. *he blushes hard,realizing the connotations of that statement* Not that I saw watching you, it's just that I've read your file so often.. because you were there so often, I mean! My office, hospital wing... right.... *rubs his face with his hands taking a slight breath before continuing* would you like a bouquet of your own? Not in picture form I mean... they blossomed so nicely I could part with a few... *he curses his lack of for sight because those would have also been a nice little gift for her*

Charlie: I was just saying that's the least you could have done, I never said you would do that. *chuckles a little and smiles blushing lightly when he says he memorized her birthday. He was so cute and adorable when he was flustered by the simplest things she just smiles at him and lets him get through his little rant* oh no that's okay I'd probably end up killing them knocking them over *chuckles*

Damien: *laughs* Still just as clumsy as every, aren't you, Charlie? I just hope you aren't getting scuffed up in the process, since I'm not there to help.*smiles, ruffling her hair* Maybe I should stop doing that, you are 20 now after all... All grown up and such. *was that another hint of a smirk?*

Charlie: yes you should stop. *chuckles* I'm no longer that skinny awkward first year that stumbled into your office. I'm all grown up *smiles at him trying to show him that he should change his view on who she is*

Damien: *he laughs* You're quite right. You aren't that first year that stumbled into my office... *he looked at her, really noticing the differences from memory. It wouldn't be the first time he was noticing this.... but the first time he was really called to take notes of the effects of maturity, the difference in her body type, the fact that she could just look him in the eye now, called attention to his own height so he just stopped thinking of that... Her hair longer, her body, definitely still slim... but shapely now, and her eyes held so much more than that innocence he cared for...not that he cared less for the way she looked at him now, but there was so much more there now that there was before,so much more to care for than just the child he was friends with.... so much more... He caught himself quickly, he had been staring, the smile dropped as he turned away to stare at the cake* W-why.... why don't we um.... we um order... some, some food before we dig into the cake, hmm?

Charlie: *she smiles while he stares at her, assuming that the only reason he was staring at her was cause he was thinking about how she was a small girl and how he wished she still was one or something silly like that. She chuckled silently as he turns away from her to look at the cake* Yes that sounds good I'm starved, I had just gotten back home from work when I got you owl. *smiles*

Damien: *he chuckles lightly, his head reeling in that slight revelation, he shook his head lightly, pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind to go over them later. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he chanced another look at her and there she was, smiling, but not the smile her made himself see all these years, it went from young girl to young woman in a matter of seconds and he just didn't know how to handle that, so he smiled back nervously, he did wish for her to be a small girl again, but more than likely not for the same reason that she would believe or understand* I didn't mean to disturb you from dinner....

Charlie: Oh that's okay I took you away from your dinner on your birthday you can take me away from mine *giggles a little and smiles up at the barmaid who finally came back with their butterbeer. She thanks her briefly for the butterbeer and picks up the glass happily sipping the beer*

Damien: *frowns at her slightly* Charlie, you know full well-or well I would hope you know that you didn't "take" me from anything that day but dinner alone. *thinks about how sad that must sound... and it sounded sad a pathetic to him* Or better yet hope that you wouldn't have known since it's been so long since you've been to my office and things should have changed by now.... *sits silently for a second, taking the beer and glupping it, shutting himself up from any other incriminating sentences*

Charlie: *laughs then covers her mouth trying not to laugh at how easily he gave himself up trying to prove her wrong. She snickered a bit more and sipped her butterbeer to try and stop doing that* I'm just saying fair is fair. Except this time we will actually eat something other than cake *laughs a bit*

Damien: *smiles a little more, closing the cake box tentatively* Yes, you are not allowed any sweets until you eat dinner. *laughs a little, the blush finally subsiding, taking another drink to calm himself before waving the barmaid over, ordering something light*

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