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estapa-edwards · 21 days

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SECOND CHANCE - L.HUGHES

paring: Luke Hughes x fem! reader

word count: 1.5k

requested? yes- “do you… love me, by any chance?” “yeah, why?” “well, i’m sorry, i was just— WAIT WHAT—” w/ Luke Hughes!

warnings: use of y/n. established relationship.

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The New Jersey Devils were facing off against their arch-rivals, the New York Rangers, in a crucial divisional matchup. As always, I was in the stands, proudly wearing Luke's jersey and cheering him on. The atmosphere was electric, with both teams battling fiercely for every puck and every goal.

Midway through the second period, tensions on the ice began to escalate. A controversial call by the referees led to a power play for the Rangers, much to the dismay of the Devils and their fans. Luke, who was on the ice at the time, was visibly frustrated and exchanged heated words with the officials.

As the game continued, I couldn't shake off a feeling of unease. I knew that Luke was a passionate player who wore his heart on his sleeve, but tonight, his emotions seemed to be getting the best of him. When the Devils failed to kill off the penalty and the Rangers scored a go-ahead goal, Luke's frustration reached a boiling point.

With less than a minute remaining in the period, Luke was involved in a heated altercation with an opposing player. As fists flew and players from both teams rushed to join the fray, I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I knew that this was not the kind of player Luke wanted to be, and I was worried about the repercussions of his actions.

After the game, I waited nervously for Luke outside the locker room. When he finally emerged, his face was flushed with anger and disappointment. Without saying a word, I took his hand and led him away from the crowd, hoping to find a quiet place where we could talk.

We ended up in a secluded corner of the arena, far away from the prying eyes of fans and reporters. I could see the frustration in Luke's eyes, and I knew that this was the perfect opportunity to address the issues that had been brewing between us.

"Luke, what happened out there tonight?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and steady.

"I lost my cool, okay? I let my emotions get the best of me, and it cost us the game," he replied, his voice tinged with regret.

"I understand that you're passionate about the game, but you need to control your temper," I said firmly. "You're a role model for so many young players, and you can't let your emotions dictate your actions on the ice."

Luke sighed and ran a hand through his hair, looking down at the ground. "I know, Y/N. I know I messed up, and I'm sorry."

As much as I wanted to comfort Luke and tell him that everything would be okay, I couldn't ignore the underlying issues that had been causing tension in our relationship. I took a deep breath and decided to address them head-on.

"Luke, this isn't just about tonight's game," I said, choosing my words carefully. "We've been arguing a lot lately, and I feel like we're drifting apart."What do you mean?" Luke asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.

"I mean that we've been struggling to communicate and understand each other," I replied, trying to articulate my feelings without placing blame. "Between your demanding schedule with the Devils and the pressures of our personal lives, it feels like we've been growing apart. I miss the connection we used to have, and I think we need to address these issues before they drive a wedge between us."

Luke's expression softened as he absorbed my words, realizing the gravity of the situation. "I didn't realize things had gotten this bad between us, Y/N," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "I've been so focused on hockey and trying to prove myself on the ice that I haven't been giving our relationship the attention it deserves."

"I understand that your career is important, Luke, and I'm proud of everything you've accomplished," I said, reaching out to gently touch his arm.

"I understand that your career is important, Luke, and I'm proud of everything you've accomplished," I said, reaching out to gently touch his arm. "But maybe we should take a break from being together."

Luke looked at me, his eyes widening in surprise. "A break? Are you serious, Y/N?"

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "I just think we need some time apart to figure things out. We've been arguing a lot lately, and it feels like we're not on the same page. I care about you, Luke, but I think we both need some space to evaluate what we want from this relationship."

Luke's expression hardened, and I could see the hurt and confusion in his eyes. "I thought we were doing okay, Y/N. I didn't realize you were feeling this way."

"I've been trying to communicate my feelings to you, but it seems like we keep hitting a wall," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. "I think a break could give us the opportunity to reflect on our relationship and determine if we're truly compatible or if it's time to go our separate ways."

Luke sighed, running a hand through his hair as he contemplated my words. "I don't want to lose you, Y/N, but I also don't want to force you into something you're not comfortable with. If you think a break is what's best for us, then I guess we should give it a try."

As we stood there, facing each other in the dimly lit corridor of the arena, I felt a mix of emotions - sadness, uncertainty, and a glimmer of hope. While I knew that suggesting a break was a risky move, I also believed that it was necessary to address the issues that had been causing tension and discord in our relationship.

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Despite the agreement, the days that followed were tough for both of us. The absence of each other was more palpable than we had anticipated. Every time I heard a knock on the door or the sound of footsteps in the hallway, my heart would race, hoping it was Luke. The silence between us grew louder with each passing day, and the empty space beside me in bed felt colder than ever.

One evening, as I was preparing dinner in my apartment, there was a sudden knock on the door. My heart skipped a beat, and a rush of emotions flooded over me. Could it be Luke? I hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, before walking over to the door and cautiously opening it.

To my surprise and relief, there stood Luke, looking slightly disheveled and clearly out of breath. His eyes met mine, filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty.

"Luke, what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to maintain a sense of composure despite the whirlwind of emotions I was feeling.

"I couldn't stay away, Y/N," he admitted, his voice trembling. "I know we agreed to take a break, but I've been miserable without you. I miss you, and I needed to see you."

I looked into Luke's eyes and saw the sincerity and vulnerability that I had missed so much. Despite our decision to take a step back, it was clear that we were both struggling to stay apart.

"Come in," I said softly, stepping aside to let him enter my apartment.

Luke stepped inside, and I closed the door behind him, enveloping us in a moment of tension and uncertainty. We stood there, facing each other, as the reality of our situation sank in.

"Do you… love me, by any chance?" I finally blurted out, unable to hold back any longer.

Luke looked taken aback by my question. "Yeah, why?" he replied, his voice filled with confusion.

"Well, I'm sorry, I was just— WAIT, WHAT—"

Before I could finish my sentence, Luke closed the distance between us, cupping my face in his hands and pressing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss. The world seemed to fade away as we lost ourselves in the moment, our doubts and uncertainties melting away as our love for each other shone through.

As we pulled apart, gasping for breath, Luke looked into my eyes and spoke from the heart. "I do love you, Y/N. I'm sorry it took us this long to say it, but I want you to know that my feelings for you are real and true."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I wrapped my arms around Luke, pulling him close. "I love you too, Luke," I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. "And I'm sorry for doubting us. Let's promise to work through our issues together and make our relationship stronger than ever."

Luke smiled, his eyes shining with happiness and relief. "I promise, Y/N. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us."

Over the next few weeks, Luke and I made it a priority to nurture our relationship, setting aside time for each other amidst his demanding hockey schedule and my own commitments. We went on dates, explored new activities together, and most importantly, communicated openly and honestly about our feelings and concerns.

#luke hughes #nhl x reader #new jersey devils #nj devils #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes fic

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theoccultz · 9 months

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What do you need to know at the moment?

#random messages edition

General reading,take what resonates leave what doesn't

Pics not mine credits to their rightful owners

Short Chanelled messages for you

Note: readings are not to disregard anyones feelings but to bring more awareness through it ,decision is always yours at the end

Select your pile -see ya in your pile !!!

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Pile l . Pile ll. Pile lll .

Pile Vl. Pile V . Pile Vl .

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Pile l .

Angel number:898

You need to do some savings ,invest in health more maybe ,i'm hearing open an account as well

Do not talk to strangers or give them full information on your life even if its on internet

You are not wrong for speaking up for yourself even if its against your family, release the guilt

You should tie the loose ends , even if its just sewing your shirt ,it will improve your attention span and you'll feel happier connecting with your hobbies

I'm hearing visit a part or work with ferries ,you might buy a gift or someone could gift you something

Pls limit your screentime its having effect on your eyes and you might be feeling more tired than usual

Buy that outfit?cap ? Watch buy it ,it'll be needed.

You need to heal issues related to your body if its a scar or something else also water is significant here maybe you can go for a date near water or you should eat date with water

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Pile 2 -

Angel number -459

Dont pick a side and dont forget what they have done to you its gonna hit em back

Someone with s or a singer could be significant here ,maybe you should sing more someone could praise you or recommend you for something big . congratulations omg

You need to travel or explore more on your own maybe in not busy places like aquarium or beach or go for bicycling

You leave a big impression on the people you meet ,i'm hearing your outfit choices are great like the colour stands out.

Do not be paranoid you'll get the chance to do something you missed out on ?

Flies or bees contain some message's do not ignore ?

Mind peoples action more set firm boundaries,dont indulge or respond .

There's some gossip group you need to be away from i'm hearing someone can overhear and tell others abt it

Tea or butterfly? Someone needs to do some research on it or if you're sick drink some tea .

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Pile 3

Angel number -806

If you start something in this period it will flourish for the best although it may be hard to kickstart at first

Save your files or dont miss something while you're going out ? Double check

There's someone popular here who likes you they could find reasons to talk to you ?i 'm hearing this person has a baby face & sensitive skin they could be popular for their looks ?

Dont let your discussions get highly thereoritical with the people you interact? Keep it neutral

I'm hearing busy environment ,you need to connect with your inner self i actually heard dive lmao whatever you feel like suits you ,it will help you put yourself out there more

How? simply stop overthinking and start doing what feels right .

You are overeating this could your coping mechanism that you're unaware of .

I'm hearing a lot of slangs maybe you should join some online community or start a new one ,you will find fun people there i'm not kidding these people have good sense of humour*yeah i heart k!ling it lmao*

"If you're feeling sad' maybe you should relax " maybe its speaking abt mental rest

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Pile 4.

Angel number:594

Oh wow people find you really attractive i'm hearing baddie maybe you have this dark aesthetic or smth

You look good in any hairstyle yeah you guys i think people are praising you a lot in this period. Yeah under the observation 😭idk if you have applied for an audion or smth there's people making a decision on you .

2months ? You'll receive your lost item ,you need some help -you'll receive

Make a deit plan ,make good food choices & drink clean water maybe go to some cleaning services

Attention by new jeans -song

Check where your scorpio placement is ?its important for your well being ...what ...maybe its effecting you in this transit.

Ah beware at night ,11am is highlighted here especially if you go for walks ,you could see something you wouldn't like .

Pay your tax , do not procastinate, watch a childhood movie you loved

Change your bottles ,blue bottles specially

If you wear some sort of brand that brand Is scamming people

Be more mindful and present when you're walking (:

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Pile 5.

Angel number -982

If you suspect someone have a crush on you then you're right especially if this person randomly calls you or interacts you or tells you weird things which you find questionable

I'm hearing be aware of someone who complimented you recently for your imitation or smth? This person bad mouths you ,they could upload a lot reels in a day or week . someone with dark aesthetic,initials -R ,F,V

You are feeling triggered and overwhelmed emotionally because of your father wounds maybe you have completed a cycle and the shadow period taking over you specially if you feel the need to go out more

I'm hearing do the neediful dont overextended help they dont appreciate it ,this person is critical in nature its not your fault.

I'm hearing a community you are in is fake like they just fake their emotions & hide things or keep it to themselves yeah nothing much ,dont go finding deep connection with them .

You'll get the opportunity ,your background doesn't matter maybe you feel there's competition but the higher authority who's working behind the scenes an older woman she doesn't care for background like experience or smth she just cares for efficiency and excellence maybe if you pass her test she'll reward you

No their relations aren't good -this was random like if you're suspecting a friend or a couple is having the time of their life they aint "there's regret here"

Also you need to rest more or reschedule your stuff

This pile was juicy& direct af goodness 😭✋🏻 are u abt to expose someone? Tagg me jkk

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Pile 6.

Angel number:101

Someone younger have a crush on you i'm hearing 3 years age gap they could be a libra with taurus placements their moon sign could be significant

>Yeah this person keeps an eye on you they feel overprotective over you ,they like you and will probably take Action their energy is very forthcoming

You need to do something less? If you exercise?listen to music or cook ? Clean whatever do it less frequently ,i feel like you're overindulging it will effect your health

"Its not your problem "

someone is mad at you, just leave them alone no need to do or say anything,its obvious they're projecting

Check up on a friend they are suffering, i feel like this friend really admires you, like you make their day better ,you should talk with them if you have been in separation for quite sometime or they dont live close by you

If you're thinking for therapy sessions or keep forgetting things like you dont feel good i feel like therapy or a support group would be of great help ,it will help you release

Flower by jisoo - You guys i'm giving you a big hug ,we'll be fine.

Pile 6 -I just feel the need to say this but you guys are amazing ,thank you for being here

Your energy will be restored ... be ready for s change ,if you do something creative sell it .

ATTEND THAT EVENT - whatever it is a free show ,a wedding,a competition,a meetup .

"Dont eat what you didn't cook " your messages are very crypted for some reason ,yeah dont take anything from strangers specially these 3 weeks .

Use your voice more or improve? Like use diction it will open up your ability to speak confidently.

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Thanks for reading!!! Have a great day/night .

#vd #pick a card #tarotblr #pick a pile #intuiative reading #spirituality #tarot reading #chanelled messages #divination

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insideous-beez · 1 year

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Twst Book 7 SPOILERS!!!!

I have a theory for how the deep sleep is going to go down.

The dream is collective. The "reset" stuff I've seen makes me think Malleus is going to put them in a collective dream where the school year has restarted. Because it's a dream, they'll believe it's real and have to recollect their real memories or break through the "dream fog" to realize that it's a dream.

Ortho will be the one who realizes this because the real Idia isn't in the dream. Ortho will also be key to breaking them out by communicating with Idia; Ortho, being mostly technomancy, can probably interact with his body or send a message even when he himself is unconscious. I suspect this because there's a theme of the previous OB dorm playing a key role in the following OB plot, plus Malleus has no knowledge of technology. So he wouldn't know to TRY to block Ortho's signal. OB Mal might stop Ortho from connecting outside of the thorn dome barrier, but he won't have the foresight to realize Idia is missing and Ortho can contact him.

Mickey will play a role in helping Yuu realize its a dream. Mickey can only meet Yuu when Mickey is sleeping, so I think Yuu being asleep might help them meet "on the same plane." Im dying to see how cute Ortho and Mickey interacting would be.

Malleus may have the ability to manipulate memory in the dream, so it would be important for the dreamers to not let him realize they're catching on. Otherwise he can just reset the dream.

Malleus will be able to be present in both the dream and reality simultaneously. Defeating OB Malleus likely will require Idia and Ortho breaking out SOME OF the dreamers first, then the OB battle will happen in the waking realm.

The only reason they'll be able to defeat Malleus is because Phantoms consume magic, therefore Malleus will be drained to the point where there's a fighting chance.

Wishful thinking but smh can this man hold me while humming pls

Anyways yeah!!! Those are my simple theories. Note, I have only seen other people talking about the plot, I have yet to find a translation to read, so I'm probably missing some things. I also know that Diasomnia will need to be a big part of how things go down but I don't have any theories on HOW yet. I know Silver is gonna be super important. I know Sebek's brain is gonna break when he has to acknowledge that even Malleus makes mistakes. I know Lilia is gonna feel REALLY BAD because he definitely didn't know Malleus would react like THIS.

Alternatively, if Mal's g-ma is informed that there's currently a giant thorn barrier around the school.... you think we might meet Malefica and see her scold her grandson???? I don't think it will happen but I love the idea.

#twst book 7 spoilers #twst theories #book 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #spoilers #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #diasomnia

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im-the-queen-of-stardust · 6 months

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Alright people, just got my early access of the Magnus Protocol Premiere. Been thinking about whether I should do a live blog like I did for Magnus Archives. Still not sure but we're just gonna start it and see where it's going. Tbh I've been so out of the loop with the podcast I didn't even know the premiere episode was coming and I have no idea when further episodes are getting released. I thought it would start next year! Anyway, I'm gonna put all my reactions down below under the read more so I'm not accidentally spoiling anyone.

That intro music is amazing. Love it.

So glad they included a transcript, I would've already been lost with all these voices. That's what I loved about tma, never got confused there because the introduction to the characters was so nice and slow

Oh, here we are then! Jumpscared by Alex already. Did not expect him to turn up so soon. I'm certain there's nothing sinister going on here. Not me already theorizing that it's Martin who got stuck in the system or something after Mag200. But that means Jonny is one of the other voices who occasionally reads out the statements, right? Gotta be. So Chester or Augustus, who do you think he is? Putting my money on Augustus I think. Why? Because why not.

First look at the Fears?? Is it the Stranger? That's got to be the Stranger, right?

The transcript has these little stage directions and I gotta say I'm in love with "Lena's office is pristine, sterile and has nothing that might indicate its occupant would be brash enough to have a personality"

Btw don't know the in universe reason for the recording yet but friends, your microphones are shit. Jon's recordings were never as bad! Your voices do that thing where it gets frizzy. Might I suggest using a tape recorder?

Is that more static in the background I'm hearing when Gwen says "I'm not most people." Oh, I kinda missed overanalysing sound cues.

We have great vegetarian sausages in Germany too, Colin. I already like that poor IT guy

Sam I really don't think this is the job if you're "just trying to get back on your feet" There must be more going on there

Damn, had a 50/50 chance and didn't get it. So you're Chester then, Jonny? Really can't decide if I would love it more if these voices had some connection to tma or if there's just no reason at all.

I actually read a fanfic like that before. Immediatly though about it when I heard Alex's voice. Jon was sorta trapped in the tape recorder. All Martin and co had were his recorded statements on tape and at some point Jon got like powerful enough to be able to communicate through the tape recorder I think. Was a really great read. Would be funny if this turns out to be similar

Oh, Magnus Archives ruins!! What are you gonna find there RedCanary?? This is exciting

Of course you've been having trouble uploading the pictures, RedCanary! And I don't think that's you're normal getting paranoid either. Oh, I love this. It's like my old friend, spooky Magnus Institute is back

An Archive, you say?? And it's empty. Interesting.

Side note, the music during this is fantastic. Like loved it from the beginning but right now? Amazing.

"What the hell is that? Are those eyes?" Never thought I'd actually be happy about eyes getting mentioned. But eyes, people!! This statement has everything: Magnus Institute, some poor bugger who's descending into paranoia and madness, weird symbols, an artefact (?), ominous texts ("Canaries should stay above ground", okay obviously a reference to the user name red canary but also do you think that has anything to do with like mining. Weren't birds used to detect gas?), eyes and were those the last few notes of the tma intro in the background music?

Oh, who is listening then? Can't mean me, Colin

The Magnus Protocol is a podcast distributed by Rusty Quill and licensed under a creative commons attribution non commercial sharer like 4.0 international license

#loved it #especially the statement parts #telling a statement through some forum entrys was honestly amazing #cant wait to see where this is going and whats up with all these little teased mysteries #okay so how do i tag the spoilers now #im sure theres a protocol here to follow #ha protocol #the magnus protocol spoilers #tmagp spoilers #tmp spoilers #tmagp #the magnus protocol #tmagp liveblog

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lutawolf · 2 years

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My Beautiful Man and the BDSM Element Episode Six

And we are at the end of our journey. For those that have missed my previous posts on one of my favorite BLs, you can find it here. Before starting let me explain a little bit about Blood Kink. It's a real thing. I'll only explain enough to fit the context of this series and the above situation. Otherwise we would be here all day with all the subcategories. Blood play is a lot more popular than you might think. With 19% of the population having a blood fantasy of some sort. Blood is our life force, yet it's something that many people fear. Then add in the fact that while alluring, blood is a dangerous kink. This contradiction creates arousal in the same way that drives many of us to watch horror movies. Blood is also one of the most sensual and intimate fluid we can share outside of sex. A way of connecting two people forever.

Previously Kiyoi said goodbye to Hira and Hira knew he was serious. He knows this time they are truly over. However, Koyama realizes he created this mess and it's only right he fix it. He decides to go and visits his brother to have a chance to talk to Kiyoi. First though he tests Kiyoi by disrespecting Hira. "Hira is so servile and indecisive, and then the things he insist on are very strange. It's very temperamental." "That's really a nasty look. You say you don't care but you get upset when people say bad things about him." He then goes on to explain that Hira has only like one person ever and it's the one he has photographed.

Hira gets a call. A request to help with lighting for the play. There is a beautiful moment of Kiyoi trying to express himself to Hira through his script. All Hira can think though is that Kiyoi will never feel that way about him. Please keep in mind that Dominant is not synonymous with abounding amounts of confidence. I have confidence when it comes to my submissive but prior to that, it was very difficult to make myself vulnerable.

I want to be like this forever. I want to shine the light for him for the rest of my life. See Hira is deeply submissive, that he is at a level that he doesn't humanize himself to Kiyoi. Now this is all him, not Kiyoi but it is a large part of the miscommunication. Kiyoi demonstrated as a Master but has grown and softened for Hira, but he doesn't understand that Kiyoi isn't really aware of that.

After the play, Hira is helping clean up. Hira and Kiyoi end up carrying boxes together. Kiyoi asks Hira what is going on but Hira is so stressed he is unable to speak. Kiyoi gets annoyed and kicks a shelf that knocks everything down. This is honestly the first time Kiyoi has lost patience with Hira but he is understandably furious at Hira's inability to communicate. Especially as he sees himself as reaching out and trying.

There are a lot of interpretations of this scene but for me it expresses their relationship. Kiyoi's longing and lack of understanding of Hira and Hira's total devotion to everything Kiyoi. To the point that he wants to consume him. He can't help himself when it comes to Kiyoi. Just like when he masturbated to Kiyoi's picture, he knew he shouldn't but he had to. It never crosses his mind that he would actually be allowed access to Kiyoi now. It's a moment of sensuality that Kiyoi has never had and for a moment Hira is lost to it. Then he catches himself.

Hira apologizes and expresses that he doesn't know what came over him. Kiyoi doesn't understand why Hira is apologizing because to him he has made his feelings clear. He ask Hira what he is to him. "You are my favorite person in the world." "So go out with me" "No" "Why" "Because you are king and I'm the one that serves you."

This is going to be hard to understand but I'm going to try to explain it to the best of my ability. I need you to look back on Kiyoi's and Hira's initial relationship. How they treated each other and the kind of agreement that formed. There was nothing sexual, just Kiyoi telling Hira what to do and him accepting this and doing it. Now let me explain to you what a slave submissive is. First know that this type of submissive should have consensually chosen this prior to the relationship and there should be a written contract. Now that we have addressed that. A slave only answers to his/her Master/Owner and does not negotiate. A slave has given up all limits except those which his/her owner sets for them. It's not just submission it's obedience in all things. They retain no rights and becomes the property and possession of his/her Owner. Now imagine going from a slave mentality to one of general submissive. Because that's what has happened. He has placed himself into that deep submissive state to the point of not realizing that Kiyoi has moved from Master to a general Dom.

Kiyoi mistakenly believes that Hira just wants anyone to serve. He tells Hira to never touch him again. "I am fine with your usual fantasies but don't interfere with me in reality. You always, never understand my feelings." "Yes, how could someone like me understand what your feeling?" "I guess. I don't understand what your thinking either?" gif below is from @save-the-data

Kiyoi goes to leave and Hira jumps up to hold onto him. Kiyoi fights to get loose. "I'm afraid this will be the last time and I don't want to let you go." "You!" "Have you ever thought that I might like you!" "Impossible" At that point Kiyoi is just done and shoves Hira to the ground and walks away.

A bunch of messages come from Hira. Saying that he was really sorry. Saying that he was so wrong. I always thought if I said it, we'd be together. But he didn't even think I was confessing did he? Then so be it. Leave it all behind. Though not very famous yet, I still had a lot of rehearsals and auditions every day. Luckily my time is all booked up.

Hira's vm: I'm sorry. If you think I'm annoying, I won't contact you any more. Tonight I will think of you until dawn where you saved me before. Today is the last day I'll think of you.

At this point you see Kiyoi's eyes widen. He stops breathing. This was never something he contemplated. He thought he would always at least have this. It's time, it's time to end it.

Hira waits in their old classroom. Kiyoi didn't come. He couldn't have come. That's the reality. Let's welcome the new morning. So that I can forget. Forget the person I love forever.

But Kiyoi does show up and then he runs. Hira quickly chases him because he doesn't want to forget. He doesn't want it to just a memory. I know I'm being creepy but I can't lie about my feelings. Kiyoi is who I yearn for. He's self-centered and willful.. That's why... he was my savior. Everything Kiyoi was... and everything Kiyoi will be... I want to embrace it all.

Hira finally catches Kiyoi and shouts that he loves him. I'm not the King. Screw You! That's not what I am. I'm an ordinary guy. I want to be with the person I love. Do you have someone you love? It's you! Stupid, how many times are you going to make me say it? Really? I wouldn't lie about something like this. I kissed you... on graduation day, didn't I?! But you.. Didn't even come after me. Even though you kept saying how much you love me... I couldn't understand. Why would you love someone like me? I wish I knew! I really don't know. You're the one that told me you loved me first. You gave me that look... You even kissed me. But then... You changed your number! Do you know how that made me feel?! Hira whispers Kiyoi's name reverently. He tries reaches out to Kiyoi but gets slapped away and told to go to hell. I love you so much, Kiyoi, that it drives me crazy! I think of you like a God. I never thought I could have you. I'm not a God.

Hira nods. He finally understands. While he will always worship Kiyoi, it now gets to include him. He has become someone to Kiyoi. He asks to touch Kiyoi and Kiyoi agrees if it's not in the same way he has always done before. He wants the touch of a lover.

Hira cups his face and touches his pulse point.

Then Hira embraces Kiyoi. Then he proceeds to worship Kiyoi's body as he has always longed to.

This does not make Kiyoi any less a Dominant. I am a Dominant and I take it. I have mad respect for girls that peg but I can't get near my husband with a 6 inch without him screaming out his safe word. "Boundaries! Luta Boundaries!" The panicked way he says it never fails to make me smile. Anyway, this means I take it. I assure you that doesn't make me less Dominant.

Is there anything you cherish other than photos? The time I spend with you Kiyoi. Kiyoi smacks him hard enough to have Hira say ouch. That's not what I mean! I'm talking about an object. Why? Well I want to know. You're are cute. Kiyoi smacks him upside the head again and threatens to kill him. Which causes Hira to confess about the coins he keeps in the beaker. Kiyoi realizes that everything important to Hira revolves around him. Kiyoi smiles and tells Hira It makes me wonder why I fell in love with a creepy guy like you. Hira asks Kiyoi to tell him he loves him again but this just prompts Kiyoi to torture him until he screams sorry! Yeahhhh, I'm pretty sure it's clear who the Dom still is.

Kiyoi hugs Hira tightly while telling him that he really is quite creepy.

This is so fucking long but there was no way of shortening it. Hopefully you found it interesting. At least. 💜💜💜 This post is dedicated to the Coconuts Mafia for cheering me on and especially Bee. Thank you!

#my beautiful man kink #my beautiful man #utsukushii kare #hira and kiyoi #luta #coconuts mafia #luta talks kink #luta talks my beautiful man

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Hi! Did Ominis and Aena ever find out what happened to their granddaughter? The whole thing about her affair with Tom, being kicked out of the family, etc, did she have a good relationship with them?I'm just researching your beautiful blog and want to know more 🤭❤️ Thanks!

Hi~~~! I'm very glad that you asked, because I thought about this a lot and still think about it… And sorry for such a long text 👀

In fact, it so happened that Ominis died quite young (I had their family tree with dates, but Noctua's date of birth was incorrectly indicated there, because I made it before Toctua became my hyperfix and I did not make it thinking). He died about a month before/after the month of Noctua's birth.

With Aena, everything was somewhat more complicated, because she is not the kind of grandmother who would simply leave everything to go as it is. But I think she was afraid of quarreling with both her son and her granddaughter, so she tried not to put too much pressure on them. As she grew older, Aena greatly missed Ominis and preferred to travel, visiting her relatives and friends in other countries. And when there was a quarrel between Eleazar and Noctua, she was simply not at home. This was also the reason why she didn't know how serious the situation really was.

Because At that time, Eleazar was married for the second time, I thought that probably her younger step-brother begged his sister to stay at home and make peace with his father.

Aena tried to act more through Eleazar, pushing him to a truce with his daughter. But at that time, contacting Noctua was quite problematic. Tom cut her off from contact with her family (although Noctua hardly knew about it), after a quarrel he believed that they were not worthy of being part of their circle.

It must be taken into account that the quarrel occurred very large, thinking about it, I added to its content:

Yes. Eleazar was incredibly angry, at that moment he already realized how dangerous Tom was and was simply afraid for Noctua. In addition, he had a chance to communicate with Dumbledore, who explained to him the situation with Tom and… just hinted at their family connection. And Eleazar was blown away when he realized that Noctua knew about all this and continued to stay close to Riddle. Moreover, he notices this unhealthy connection between them. Of course, it’s not new among purebred wizards to start relationships and start families with relatives, but Tom was Gaunt, and Eleazar couldn’t stand them.

I suppose it all came down to Noctua’s exile when, in a fit of emotion, she raised her wand at him. It’s unlikely that she wanted this, and she never cast the spell, but Eleazar was wounded in the very heart. It was a quarrel full of the most desperate emotions when he tried to reach out to his daughter, but he understood that she did not value his words because of her arrogance.

And Noctua left. I think they sometimes saw each other from afar in London, but at that moment, when Eleazar finally decided to approach her, he never saw her again in person, only in photographs. Noctua simply disappeared, and after a while, thanks to Dumbledore and his colleagues, he learned that his dear daughter died, and not from what he feared most, but because of a banal incident at work.

And even after that, he would not have received her body, would not have buried her properly. Noctua simply disappeared, and only her room and family tree reminded him that he really had a daughter.

I also want to add that Tom initially had a good relationship with the Noctua family. We all know how this boy can fawn, but for him, this was primarily an opportunity to keep Noctua as close to him as possible.

While they were studying at Hogwarts, Eleazar loved Tom. Of course, he was a little afraid, after all, his girl is friends with the boy (although in fact Noctua was friends with girls too, but not so close, again because of Tom). But Riddle was an excellent student, everyone spoke well of him, and Eleazar was even proud that his daughter was next to such an outstanding young mind. He also noticed Tom's ambiguous behavior, but ultimately chalked it up to the fact that they were teenagers and was probably prepared for the possibility that one of them might fall in love with the other in the future. The last thing on his mind was that Tom was evil in the flesh, considering how well he treated Noctua.

Aena did not have much contact with Tom, but she was completely fascinated by the boy. She repeatedly teased Eleazar about the fact that Tom was his future son-in-law. I think she treated them more lightly, remembering herself and Ominis in their school years. Probably Aena romanticized everything too much; after all, her personal life with Ominis was full of romance, until his death.

I'm so sorry this took so many words, it was a nice opportunity for me to speak. I should probably really start writing small headcanons, in addition to the art, to give depth to this lore for everyone who is really interested.

I also want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for your question. I'm actually pleasantly surprised that anyone is interested in the story between Noctua and Tom and it warms my heart. I'm beyond happy to be able to share my thoughts on them! 💚

#toctua #ask toctua #noctua cowell #tom marvolo riddle #info character

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vadapega · 1 year

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Rummaging through my old room I find this, a traditional flip note of Pantufa the Cat from 2011 or earlier, with rusty staples and, according to the numbers on the corner, missing frames.

For detailed ramblings of hidden memories this unlocked, click for more

I've always wanted to be an animator and, while I didn’t have the software or hardware for digital animation, I wanted to practice is as much as I could. This was the best I could put together at the age of 16.

I would do small scale animations at the edges of notebooks or draft ideas in comic form with notes before I knew what a Storyboard was. Back then I didn't even have a stable internet connection in the first place, this was around the time I had to share a PC with my older brother who would kick me out at any opportunity and hog the PC for the entire day, only letting me on at the last minute, where I would get an earful from my parents and be told to go to bed, it was a nightmare to do anything digitally...

The first drawing tablet I got was considered scrap the moment I got it for Christmas. No screen, wobbly inaccurate pen (can't draw a straight line without it looking like lightning), Silvercrest branded (basically, LIDL), it was as cheap as it could be but it was my introduction to "not using the mouse to draw" which it did not help with as even today revisiting it makes me want to draw with a mouse more.

Things were very strict and if something did what it needed to do, it didn't need to be replaced. "That's what I had been taught"If it ain't broke, don't fix it" was the motto for my family and that mentality stuck to me even to the present day. I still find myself using MSPaint for Pixelart or drawings, as spending for anything greater is hardwired in my brain as "unnecessary" or "wasteful", hell, I wasn't even allowed to spend money outside of school purchases such as at the cafeteria (they had a kickass card charging system which made the school I attended in Germany around 2016-2019 look medieval in comparison which is incredible since Portugal isn't the first thing you think of when it comes to technological advancements), so any money I would get for Christmas or birthdays was practically useless and I never learned to manage income. I would sometimes find my mom take the money off my piggy bank for groceries and other goods when she was running low, she didn't try to lie, she had no reason to.

Anything I can get for free is what I stick by and I'll only spend money if I absolutely have to or, more recently, if it benefited close friends in any way, as I've learned to have no regard for my own well being and should be ashamed for even considering it, others always take priority.

So when it comes to animation today, I have a "yar har" version of Toon Boom Studio 8.0 for bigger things (I've tried OpenToonz but it's very crash happy and I've lost hours of animation with it even with the backup and auto save features on, back in the day I had a a copy of Flash CS4 I grabbed from the school computers that I got to work after some tinkering and a well placed crack) and for Pixelart I just use Windows XP's MSPaint and abuse scroll-wheel and window resizing shenanigans to advance frames. I don't get much time to practice animation and I get easily excited to have a chance at it.

I'm under my own mental shackles at all times and that's not going to change, only further cemented by the elitist mindset the Sonic Hacking community and SRB2 had taught me, a mindset I regret adopting and one I catch myself going back to and feeling ashamed of every now and then, leading only to depressive episodes that are best left for a psychologist to deal with... should I ever find the opportunity to seek one without time and language barrier issues.

As the years go by and I find myself doing or just refining Pixelart than to do animated pieces, I've given up hope in being an animator in the foreseeable future, only dedicating animation to those done in private between friends, never allowing myself to clean up or refining it in any meaningful way unless asked for because I shouldn't. It's why I tend to ask for suggestions or characters to add for animations I plan to do, cause I don't want it to be for me, I want it to be for those I can make happy to see it.

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Before I hit "Post", a reminder that there are people much worse off than I am, these are just memories and 1st world problems and should be nobody's priority. Please support growing young artists and animators, they need it more than some washed up wanna-be animator that is known for nothing else but basic Sonic ROM hacks disguised to look impressive via a coat of MSPaint.

#pantufa the cat #pantufa #animation #traditional art #traditional animation #flipnote #2d animator

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10 Year of Slavery - Ch.25

Summer break was about to end. And I was excited than ever.

The chat we had with Nat was a big relief for me. Even when I told her that I had become Ellie's slave "officially", she didn't react like it was a big deal and listened me with curiosity. And she was supportive all along, which obviously encouraged me to devote myself to Ellie even more. I felt like Nat was also excited to witness an alternative lifestyle, and was eager to see where it will lead us. I asked her to be my emotional support, and confidante in this journey, and she gladly accepted. She was going to be my benchmark to see if I'm going to the extremes and making a mistake.

Being fully aware of that Ellie wouldn't like that, we agreed with Nat to set up a secret email address, both her and me, and keep it secure and exchange emails once in a while. We were not going to use normal communication ways at all to keep ourselves safe from being discovered, and exchange emails as we go ahead.

.....

Meanwhile, Ellie had spent most of her last week with Dylan. I was not getting much attention from her, and I wasn't disturbing them too. We were exchanging some texts throughout the day, but she didn't call me until two days before the end of summer. That's where I learned about she texted Sean to hook up with him -to "close the deal" they had during the weekend getaway, but learned that he officially started dating with Melissa. Sean asked him to not tell Melissa what happened between them. Although disappointed, Ellie told me that she did want them to be happy. Dylan also tried to set up another threesome with Megan, but they couldn't find a common time and it didn't go along. Ellie was obviously into the threesomes with Dylan, and I was also curious about if Megan's subtle submissiveness had a part in Ellie's eagerness for another round or not. But I didn't asked about anything.

As I said before, she spent most of her last week with Dylan. She was now spending lots of time in their house. I guessed that Dylan's mom must be somewhat OK with it, to see at least that her son's settling down with a girl. Hesitantly, I asked her if they announced that they're a couple to anyone, but she told me that they're not a couple and "just hanging out" until the end of the summer. It was a big relief to me.

She also told me that she started liking Hazel, Dylan's little sister. Being a total bitch at their first encounter, she opened up to Ellie slowly after a while and showed that she's not just another moody teenager. It sounded to me like Ellie did really enjoy spending time with Hazel.

Before hanging up, we talked about what we were going to do when we are back. Her flight was several hours before me, so we decided to meet at our home directly. We had several days before the classes start so we had time to settle down again, set up some ground rules and get the house going. But we decided to leave the details to when we were together.

"Ellie, can I tell you something? I missed you so, so much." I told her, hesitantly. I was feeling like we were distanced from each other during the last six weeks, and was afraid of how we were going to feel once we're back together. But it didn't go as I expected:

"Me too babe. I know that we didn't have much chance to connect emotionally in this last weeks, but I really missed living with you. Believe me, not only this game between us. I missed your smell, your hug, your laugh..."

"You made me so happy babe. I miss you too. Everything about you..."

And we had a pleasant, gentle conversation about how we missed each other of a couple minutes before hanging up. It was the first sweet conversation we had after such a long time, and I was thankful, really thankful for it. We hanged up with a big smile on our faces.

....

I got off the plane in a bright Friday evening on the September 2015 to return to my city, my school, and my dear Ellie, and took a cab straight to our house. We were full of love during the last couple of days, but she was also reminding me here and there that I was still her slave. So, I wasn't entirely sure about how it was going to be like, and I doubt she knew either. We had agreed to let it flow and see how it'll unfold together. So, when I rang the door, I wasn't sure if I was going to kiss her lips, or toes.

To my relief, she greeted with a hug, and a long, nice kiss. I just hold her in my arms as long as I can, and whispered to her ear saying that I missed her so much. Soon, we ended up on our bed, hugging and kissing each other slowly. We talked about how good it feels to be back and other random things that a loving couple would talk about. After a while, she started unbuttoning my pants, and pulled them down, revealing my rock-hard penis. I was as stiff as I can be, and she started touching my shaft slowly with her soft fingertips.

"Did you keep your promise?"

"Yeah baby, it was so hard, but I did." I lied to her.

"I can see. Good job babe, I'm proud of you. Do you think you deserve a nice, long, sloppy handjob? Did you miss having sex with me?" She was touching my dick very slowly, very carefully.

"You can't imagine how much I missed that."

"But do you think you deserved it?"

I knew that it was a trick question, so I responded carefully:

"No babe, I don't deserve such a thing by following your orders. Only you can give me that, whenever you think I'm worthwile. I'm yours, with all my being." I was hoping that this would convince her.

"You are such a good boy. I'm proud of how quick you're learning. Undress me." She let herself completely flat on the bed, and let me undress her. I was kissing her naked body, her skin while removing her clothes, but she also reminded me to not to touch myself. Her tanned skin was softer than ever. And the contrast between her tanned skin and pale white boobs were making her even sexier. Once she's done, I removed my clothes as quickly as possible while she was watching me.

"Wow, you are toning up boy!" She said when I removed my shirt. I thought that comment worth all the gym sessions throughout the summer. "I liked that, keep going and you'll get much better."

I thanked her, and got back to the bed, right next to her. We were again naked, on our bed, and touching each other.

"See, we're back on our bed together. After all that time, I'm with you again. I know that you were afraid of losing me, but you trusted me and kept going. I'm really proud of what we achieved babe. We showed that a relationship is way more than just sex, and we can be a happy couple while having sex with other people." She was right next to me, under my arm. Her boobs were pressed against my chest, and she was touching my dick as slow as it can be.

"Tell me how it felt when I was talking about how I got fucked."

"It was hard, it is still hard, but I learned enjoying it. I'm not feeling jealous anymore. I'm feeling... I don't know if there is a word for it. I feel "content". I feel satisfied when I hear the satisfaction in your voice. I feel good."

"So, you don't want to fuck me anymore then?"

"Ah quite the opposite! I crave for that every moment. I can die for that. But I know that I won't be, and it doesn't annoy me anymore.I love your pussy. I don't care who's having all the fun, I'm happy worshipping it."

She stopped touching me, and pushed my head gently towards her pussy. It was a sign for me to assume position for oral sex. But when I positioned between her legs, she stopped me, and told me to just stay an inch away from her pussy while we speak. I was smelling her clean-shaved pussy, was seeing that she's getting wet, and I was pressing my rock-hard dick against the bed and hoping to not have an accident and get a premature orgasm. While I was just staying an inch away from Ellie's pussy and resisting the urge to kiss it, she kept talking.

#girlfriend #boyfriend #friendzone #slave #college #footworship #slavery #submission #foot

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Mr. Sandman, Ring Me a Dream

Summary: Death decides that a phone will help her little brother stay more connected to human friends. (Or “friend,” singular, for the moment.) Not to worry, she's taken care of all of the setup, right down to the ringtone. Just give this number to Hob and put it in your pocket. Please, little brother. For me.

Dream should have known to ask more questions…

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Ch. 1: “Turn on Your Magic Beam”

“Just try it for a bit,” said his sister. “You don't have to do anything but put it in your pocket and answer it if it rings.”

“I have no need for a telephone, mobile or otherwise,” said Dream. “Hob and I have remained in contact for centuries without any such thing.”

Death raised an eyebrow. “You see one another once a century by appointment, and you missed the last one. I'm just saying the humans have invented all sorts of communication devices, and you should try being a little more reachable. You might like it.”

Dream refrained from actually rolling his eyes, but Death seemed to get the point.

“Look, I've completely set it up for you. It's got Hob's number in it.” She punched the green phone handset button, “Contacts,” and the solitary entry labeled “Hob Gadling” with exaggerated slowness, the phone flourished in front of his withering gaze so that he couldn't avoid seeing the process. “I even set a ringtone for you! All you have to do is give him this string of numbers. He'll know what to do.”

Dream did not dignify that with a response.

“Come on, little brother. Give it a fair chance. For me.” She paused until his disdainful expression cracked, and she smirked in victory. “If you hate it, you can always go back to your once-a-century meeting and no harm done, right?”

Dream begrudgingly slid the glossy black rectangle into his pocket. Human innovations were often far from “no harm done” in his opinion, but fine, if his sister believed this one was harmless, he supposed he could humor her.

He dropped by to find Hob, crossly shoved the piece of paper with numbers at him, muttering that his sister had insisted on getting him a phone, and promptly forgot about it.

…

James' back hit the wall behind him, starting to question whether buying the tiny ziploc baggie of allegedly “magical” powder had been a mistake.

He'd mostly bought it as a joke, anyway. The seller had put on a surprisingly convincing song and dance to “prove” that the sand was magical rather than just gray sand, but really. Magic sand? Besides, if it were as special as he claimed, the price would surely have been higher.

Still, if the sand was fake, the salesman was an excellent illusionist, and the entertainment value alone had been worth the small price being charged.

…At least it had been until this goth beanstalk showed up, trailed by a raven, of all things. James had initially brushed that off, too. When you hung around in circles where someone was likely to sell you “magic dream sand,” you encountered a lot of odd people.

This one was persistent—James couldn't seem shake him—and his initial blunt pushiness had edged over into scary.

James tried to tune back into what he was saying. Maybe he should just—

An incongruously cheerful tune derailed his train of thought.

“Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom. “Bom bom bom bom bom.”

The apparition did not react or change expression as the a capella harmony continued.

“Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream! Make him the cutest that I've ever seen.”

The apparition's eyebrows knitted together. He glanced around, as if looking for the source of the sound. He pivoted slowly in a complete circle, peering in all directions, as the song continued to play.

The raven cocked its head quizzically. “That coming from you, boss?”

(Great. A talking bird, as if this wasn't weird enough.)

“What do you mean 'is it coming from me?' Why would it?”

Words spilled out of James' mouth before he could think better of it. “…Is it your phone?”

He regretted speaking as soon as the apparition's attention snapped back onto him.

“I do not have a phone.”

“Uhh… actually…” said the raven.

The pale brow furrowed. “Oh. That's right.” He started patting his sides as if trying to locate something in his pockets. He fished out a black rectangle just as the music abruptly cut off, midway through the “Mr. Sandman” leading into the second verse.

He stared blankly at the it.

“I think you missed the call?” offered James.

There was silence for a moment. “It says 'Missed Call,'” the apparition confirmed. “'Hob.' There's a little picture of his face.”

“Yeah, you missed it, then. Maybe they'll leave a voicemail?”

The apparition scrutinized him. “A… 'voicemail'?”

James floundered. “Yeah. You know, record a message for you?”

Based on the apparition's expression, he did not know.

“Or you could just call 'em back?”

The apparition frowned at the phone again. “I… do not know how to do that.”

“There's—There should be a button.” He reached towards the phone automatically, starting to feel like he was talking to his Gran rather than a seemingly supernatural entity trying to mug him for dubiously magical sand. “Can I see? Yeah, right there—if you click on that, it should call them back.”

A long pale finger carefully poked at the spot James had indicated, before raising the phone to his ear.

There was a pause.

“Ah, this one rings like a bell, not music. That's what I thought they were supposed to do.”

“Uh… Well, that's what it does on your end while it's waiting for the other person to pick up. Might be music on their end, though.”

“Oh.”

“Hob,” declared the apparition. He paused. “Yes. I retrieved my phone, but you were no longer there.” He frowned. “Yes, I was busy. I still am. …This human said that otherwise you might send me mail, and I do not receive letters in the Dreaming. …I am not certain I know how to do that. …Very well. Thirty minutes hence.”

He frowned at the phone for another long moment, before looking back at James. “Do I have to turn it off?”

“Uh… I think the other guy probably hung up on his end, so…” He craned for a glimpse at the screen. “No, you don't have to do anything. The call already disconnected.”

The apparition carefully slid the phone back into a pocket, and clasped his hands behind his back. “I thank you for your assistance,” he said solemnly. “Now, there is still the issue of the dream sand, which you may not keep.”

Ch. 2 on AO3

#dream of the endless #death of the endless #rose walker #the sandman #mr. sandman #death loves her ridiculous little brother and wants him to be happy #(but also thinks some sibling pranks will do him good)#tech support to friends pipeline #onyxbird fanfic

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tumblr rec'd you to me and i pleasantly surprised to find a fellow Heathen in Lenapehoking/NYC! what are your thoughts on the local pagan/polytheist/Heathen communities?

So I don't actually live in NYC, I used to spend a lot of time there but rarely for heathen stuff and I don't think I've set foot in it since 2019. But there are a lot of cool heathens there, and it's actually a very young scene (NYC used to be basically run by Theodish and it was so toxic that it turned the scene into a smoking crater for years, but the people who eventually filled the gap are entirely different) that has been good about keeping away folkish and other bigots from the very beginning instead of needing to kick them out like a lot of other communities in the US. They used to have a lot of public events, partially so they could vet people and make sure they're not racists or transphobes or whatever before letting them get closer. I haven't really kept up with them though so I don't know what's going on these days, but if you wanted to make contact, I'd expect they'd be at Pagan Pride day in September, and if you don't want to wait you could get in contact with the NYC Troth Steward (you don't have to be Troth or interested in them or whatever).

The broader east coast regional community is fairly similar. Heathen social networks around here are mostly informal, but a major focal point is Northeast Thing in eastern Pennsylvania (previously East Coast Thing; there's also a separate thing now called East Coast Thing), a yearly gathering that whether or not you actually go has a big impact on the scene because it's forming and refreshing connections. That means that its rules about inclusion and Covid safety become the de facto standard for the area.

There used to be a much heavier folkish presence, and I assume they're all still here, but as far as I can tell all their stuff is word-of-mouth only now so you don't really have to worry about running into them by mistake. PA and northwest NJ used to be overrun with AFA but I don't think any of them still have public-facing presences (though they are definitely still around). Anyway the point is, you're very unlikely to have any chance encounters with racists these days, you should still vet people but it won't take a lot of work anymore and everyone will make their position unambiguous.

The whole area used to be very anti-Loki but changed very rapidly over the course of a few years. A very small handful of people locally are cool with Fenrir but the community at large is not. It would be very difficult to find people who are okay with, like, Surtr. The Troth just changed their policies to be inclusive of these figures and there's a bunch of whining about it happening locally. I have no horse in this fight but it's important to some people so I figured I'd mention it.

Personally I get very jaded when I do too much in-person heathenry outside of my close friends. I have pretty extreme philosophical and political differences from the average heathen and my religious beliefs are so intertwined with those that I usually end up feeling more alienation than connection. Really, this is my fault for having unrealistic expectations, but I honestly don't feel like I'm missing much anyway. I think maybe in-person heathenry is built around serving needs that I don't actually have myself, and I'm glad others find something in it even if I don't. My religious impulses are satisfied when I'm with my anarchist friends, and I do have close friendships with heathens who I met through the scene that transcend the problems I have with the scene in general.

I have had very little contact with non-heathen pagans and I can't really say much about them.

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🏹 BOW AND ARROW , 🌙 CRESCENT MOON , 👻 GHOST

ooc: another long one sorry!

🏹 BOW AND ARROW — if there's something from your past that you'd give anything to go back in time and redo, what is it?

aivryn.

answered here

enzo.

❝ The whole relationship with Luna. Well, situationship or whatever you call it. I wish I had been more open and honest with her from the beginning, instead of playing around and not establishing boundaries. I regret not cherishing the moments we had together more, and not fighting harder to make things work between us. She deserved better from me, and I would give anything to have a second chance to make things right...but obviously that's never going to happen now. ❞

mallory.

❝ If there's one thing I could redo, it would be being more careful about who I open my heart up to. I trusted someone, poured my heart out to them, and they ended up betraying me. It's made me more cautious about who I let in and who I share my feelings with. I'm never doing that again. ❞

wesley.

❝ If there's something from my past that I'd give anything to go back in time and redo, it would be the moment my parents walked out on my sister and me. I often wonder if there was something I could have done or said to make them stay, to change the course of our lives. Of course, I know it isn't possible since I was barely a year old at that time. If I could go back, I would try to understand their reasons better, to communicate and express my feelings in a way that might have made a difference. ❞

ysla.

❝ If I could go back, I would try and save Mirabel and her mother. If that's not an option, I guess I'd make sure to tell Mirabel how much she meant to me, how grateful I am for her presence in my life, and how deeply I love her. I would hold her close and treasure every second we had together, knowing that life is fragile and precious. I regret not being able to say a proper goodbye, not being able to thank her for all the joy and love she brought into my life. Her death taught me the importance of cherishing every moment with the people we love, of never leaving things unsaid or feelings unexpressed. ❞

🌙 CRESCENT MOON — what would you say is your current biggest dream and/or career aspiration and why?

aivryn.

❝ I honestly don't know...I guess taking opportunities I didn't get to before. I want to live my life to the fullest. Of course, I also want my career as a photographer to flourish. I want to continue growing as a photographer, honing my skills, and sharing my vision with the world. It's not just about taking photos; it's about telling stories, evoking emotions, and creating lasting memories. I want my work to resonate with others and leave a positive impact. So, I guess my biggest dream is to live a life filled with adventure, creativity, and meaningful connections, both personally and professionally. ❞

enzo.

❝ To be a better person. I want to find peace within myself and to learn how to let go of my past, to forgive myself for my mistakes, and to believe that I deserve to be loved. ❞

mallory.

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wesley.

❝ I've been a ghostwriter for so long, but I'm thinking of stepping out from behind the scenes and sharing my own voice and stories with the world. Transitioning from a ghostwriter to an author allows me to express myself creatively and share my unique perspective with readers. It's a chance for me to take ownership of my work and connect with readers in a more personal way. While ghostwriting has been a fulfilling experience, I'm ready to embark on this new chapter and pursue my dream of becoming a published author. ❞

ysla.

❝ Well, I do want to travel more. I feel like there's so much out there I haven't seen yet, and I would love to explore that. I want continue growing my presence as a travel vlogger. I want to inspire others to explore the world and experience new cultures through my videos and storytelling. However, I'm also considering going back to teaching. I miss the ability to impart knowledge and make a positive impact on young minds. Teaching was always fulfilling for me, and I believe it's where I can truly shine and make a difference. While I love travel and exploration, I also value the stability and fulfillment that a career in teaching can provide. Overall, my dream is to find a balance between my love for travel and my desire to educate and inspire others. And maybe eventually settle down to start a family. I want to create a home filled with love, adventure, and a deep appreciation for the world around us. ❞

👻 GHOST — is there someone or something that you feel is missing from your life? do you know if there's any way to find it/them?

aivryn.

❝ I feel like I'm missing a sense of purpose or direction in my life. I want to feel like I'm making a meaningful impact, but sometimes I'm not sure what path to take or how to make that happen. I think finding this sense of purpose is about exploring my passions and values, and aligning them with opportunities that allow me to make a positive impact. It's about being open to new possibilities and trusting that the right path will reveal itself to me. ❞

enzo.

❝ I feel that my life is missing a sense of stability. While I've enjoyed the freedom and adventure that comes with this lifestyle, I think deep down, I crave a sense of stability and belonging. I think finding this stability is going to require me to make some changes in my life, to commit to something and stick with it. It's a scary thought, but I think it's necessary for my own growth and happiness. On my road to becoming a better man, I guess. ❞

mallory.

❝ I don't like thinking about what's missing from my life. I prefer to focus on what I have and what I can do with it. If there's something or someone out there for me, I'll find them when the time is right. ❞

wesley.

❝ There is a sense of connection and belonging that I feel is missing from my life. Growing up without my parents and feeling like I never truly belonged anywhere has left a void that I yearn to fill. I think one way to find this connection is by continuing to build strong relationships with those around me. By being open to new experiences and allowing myself to be vulnerable, I hope to find the sense of belonging that has eluded me for so long. ❞

ysla.

❝ Yes, I feel like I'm missing a deeper connection with someone special. Someone who understands me, supports me, and shares my values and interests. I believe that finding this connection is about being open and vulnerable, allowing myself to truly connect with others on a deeper level. It's also about being patient and open to new experiences, trusting that the right person will come into my life at the right time. ❞

#✩ — aivryn: unfiltered answers #➷ — enzo: unfiltered answers #꒰ঌ ໒꒱ — mallory jade: unfiltered answers #❝ .ᐟ ❞ wesley: unfiltered answers #⋆୨♡୧⋆ ysla: unfiltered answers

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nirvanawrites111 · 1 year

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My Right Hand Man Final Part (Wooyoung x Dom!Reader)

Read Part 4

Pairing: Wooyoung x Reader

no warnings: Just emotional AF

Word Count: 1286

Your stomach is in knots after hearing Wooyoung's response. Your throat is on fire, and you are on the brink of tears. How could this even be true? Your heart thumps heavily in your chest, and you are trying to wrap your head around everything.

You find yourself staring into Wooyoung's eyes without words leaving your mouth. You have no one to blame, but yourself for trusting a criminal.

Regardless, of the fact that you are cut from the same cloth as him.

You weren't even supposed to be with Wooyoung. Your brother sent you to take Hongjoong down internally just for you to fall for Hongjoong and cut your Bangchan. Only years later to have to need his help. It's a lot for you to process.

Is this your karma? Do you deserve it?

Not to mention that Changbin is here on his own merit, and he lied to you. Why were you so trusting of him? Is it because you've known Binnie since you were teenagers? Hell, he was your first submissive, after all. So, why do you feel this persistent feeling of betrayal?

"So, you were going to kill me?" You say, nearly choking over your words. Showing emotions has never been your m.o., but you can't help it. Tears form at the corner of your eyes, and your throat is tight.

"Goddess," Wooyoung holds his head down and falls to his knees. He doesn't look up at you, but you hear him weeping.

His reaction to you asking him the question have you thrown for a loop. He encloses himself around your legs, and he continues to sob. You stand there in your favorite part of his boxers and a bra. You didn't even have a chance to put a shirt back on.

"Tell me the truth. That's all I want to know." Tears fall down your face. You can't remember the last time you cried.

"I told San that I would. But, it's not true."

Wooyoung holds his head down, and you can't believe he won't even look at you.

"Look at me," you speak up. Your voice is raw, and you are unsure how things will progress.

"I would never hurt you."

Wooyoung looks back up at you, and you make eye contact with the love of your life. There are so many emotions coming up for you.

"I want to trust you. I really do, but I can't."

"Why don't you trust me?"

"You should have told me from the jump that you were still talking to San. I shouldn't have heard that from Changbin."

"I know, but I didn't want to ruin what we had."

"Changbin could have killed you. I have no idea what he's thinking."

"You are right. I should have. We need to leave. I won't have any more communication with San, and we can go somewhere else off the grid."

You want to run off with him, again. In these last four months, he's become your entire world. He's loved you more than anyone has ever done before.

You loved Wooyoung just as much. But, your gut is tightening when he's speaking. Your heart would run anywhere to be with him. But, your gut is speaking a different language.

You're not sure what's different. But, as much as you love this man. You know there is something that you aren't privy to.

You aren't sure what is different. But, as much as you love this man. You know there is something you don't know.

Wooyoung wouldn't be stupid enough to leave any evidence on his phone. You know that he misses his Gangteez family. Even though he loves you, you aren't them.

You can't replace the bond he has with his brothers. They are the only family he's ever had since he was a teen. You know his connection with them runs more profound than you'd ever understand.

You know that you had to cross Hongjoong to achieve this freedom, and if Wooyoung finds out what information you gave up to get to Cuba, he won't be able to look at you the same.

"No," you shake your head. You wipe tears from your eyes and take a deep breath. "Please, go be with your family. I can't keep you away from them. It was too selfish for me to do that."

"No, I chose you for a reason. I'm in love with you, Y/n."

"I feel the same way. But, we both know we aren't exactly being truthful with each other. I would rather us just let it go before things get too toxic," you reply.

"What do you mean? What aren't you telling me?"

"I'm breaking up with you," he says almost in a scream, holding you tighter.

But, you push him off you and pull away from his grasp.

"No, goddess. This isn't you. We are meant to be together."

"No, we're not. We got carried away. Fell in love, and because of me letting my guard down, I put us in this predicament."

"Baby, that's not true. We are meant to be. So, let's get our stuff and leave. We can leave Changbin behind and really start over."

"No, please. Just go back home and forget about me," You grab your suitcase and put your things into it. It's killing you inside to leave like this, but you know it's for the best.

"After all we've been through. Are you running out on me? So, you can be with Changbin. You are tired of me, and you want to go back to him. I knew it," you hear him groan from behind you.

"Not even close. Not once did I even allow anything to happen. I respected what we had the entire time. Which, is not even like me."

"You love to toy with me. You want to run again, so I have no choice, but to chase you. Do you get off on creating problems?"

You zip up your suitcase, and you turn around. You walk around him and grab a shirt. You quickly put it on, and you tell him, "I'm not running because I want to. I'm running because I must."

"So, what lies are you hiding this time?"

"I gave Bangchan all of Hongjoong's connects and distributor info. That's how we were able to get into Cuba."

"Why'd you do it? So, he's going to cut off my brother's supply?"

"I don't know. But, I thought you were worth it. But, I guess you proved to me that I blew up my life for nothing."

"You don't mean that. You are in love with me, and you are running because you don't want it to get any deeper. I knew you didn't love Hongjoong when I met you. I've been watching you and how you move."

"Right. I wanted you from the jump. But, I played it cool. I let you come to me when he got locked up."

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The sunlight hits your window, and you open the back door to get some fresh air. You breathe in the fresh salty water, and your toes dig into the sand. You sit down on the water's edge and look out to the sea.

It's been over a year since you moved to Italy, but you won't regret it. It's been the best decision you have ever made. You decided you needed to start fresh.

"I love you," your love comes behind you and wraps their body around yours. It feels so good to be with them.

"I love you, too, Woo," you say. He moves in front of you and lies across your lap. He kisses your pregnant belly.

"And, I love our baby Jung, too."

#wooyoung x reader #sub!wooyoung x reader #sub!wooyoung #jung wooyoung #wooyoung smut #wooyoung imagines #sub!ateez #sub!kpop #sub!idol x reader #sub! idol #sub!idol

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Sheine Lende review

5/5 stars Recommended if you like: urban fantasy, mystery, Indigenous storytelling, historical fantasy

Elatsoe review

Big thanks to Netgalley, Levine Querido, and the author for an ARC in exchange for an honest review!

I really enjoyed Elatsoe so I was super excited to see there was going to be a prequel about her grandmother! This book ends with the suggestion that there's more stories from this world to come, so I'm hoping we get something from four/six-great-grandmother (more from Sheine Lende or Elatsoe would also be good, I'm not picky)

Much like with Ellie, Shane's story centers around a mystery, though this one is a missing person's case and not a murder. Shane's mother, Lorenza, utilizes her dogs and ghost dog to find people who are missing. More recently Shane has begun helping her and the two make a good ghost-calling, person-finding duo. I liked reading about how they tracked people down and how their work got spread around by word-of-mouth.

I was a little confused on when this story occurred, so I found the author's note saying it was the 1970s to be helpful. In this world at this point in time, fairy rings are still being implemented and they're a relatively new technology still. It was interesting to see how people talked about them and the various opinions and worries people had, especially considering they're so present in Ellie's time. The missing person's case is tied up closely with fairy rings, though in a somewhat unusual way, so there was some light dealings with the Fair Folk and, more interestingly, with an ex-academic who specialized in them.

When her mother disappears, Shane takes over both the investigation for the missing kid(s) and the investigation for her mother's disappearance. She actually finds the older girl pretty quickly, and by complete accident, and they have a chance to spend some time together and bond before they make it back to everyone else. I liked that Shane and Donnie became fast friends and were eager to help one another out. I also appreciated that Donnie's grandparents were more than willing to travel with the girls and Shane's younger brother, Marco, to various places in order to find Donnie's younger brother (the missing boy) and Shane's mom.

Despite having a few family members remaining, Shane has a good support system, from her friend Amelia, to their elderly neighbor, to her newfound friendship with Donnie and the help of Donnie's grandparents. Ellie has that too in her book, but she starts that way, Shane starts by feeling alone and I feel for this type of YA adventure, having a large support system of mixed teenagers and adults really breaks the mold. I also liked that the adults, particularly the newer ones, were willing to defer ton Shane's expertise and research and didn't just insist they were right.

Shane is confident in herself, though not to the point of ego, and is able to draw on her knowledge, what her mother taught her, and her own investigative skills to connect dots and come up with next steps. She's overall friendly but knows when to put her foot down and is more than capable of being firm and even intimidating when necessary. She's still coming into her ghost-raising power, so I also liked seeing her knowledge and experimentation in that area.

Beyond the mystery element, this book also deals with trauma, family, and the effects of colonialism. Shane, Marcos, and Lorenza definitely had a hard time for a while, are technically still having a hard time, and it's a direct result of historical and modern colonialist greed. The family also suffered some major losses when Shane was younger, resulting in there being only a few family members and the dispersal of their home community. Shane and Marcos both still have a lot of emotions about that, albeit different ones since Marcos was in utero when this was going on and only knows the aftermath. Shane also struggles with not knowing or misremembering traditional Lipan stories and has several moments when she deeply wishes there were community members around she could engage with. It was definitely heartbreaking to read about those aspects, but I did enjoy seeing Shane begin to set them to rights. I also think the loss of their original support system and the growth of a different one help mirror each other and the path of healing in the story.

Overall I liked this story and think it stands well both on its own and as an addition to the world of Elatsoe. Shane definitely has an interesting story, and I would say this book serves as both a mystery and a healing journey. I'm looking forward to whatever Little Badger writes next!

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dutchforstrangers · 2 years

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Snow in August - Happy (belated) Odaiba Day!

Also @digiweek Day 7 - Free Day Fieldtrip (I hate that I missed it and I really wanted to contribute at least something)

Lately, the entirety of Digimon isn't getting me excited the way it used to do. Even the new 02 movie's sneak peek didn't get me that hyped the way I saw others were and it made me incredibly sad and to a certain point even left out...

It truly bothers me, because I do miss the fandom, the community and interactions. So, being on vacation as we speak, I sat down in the car on the passenger's seat, on my way to Austria towards my beloved mountains, surrounded by the beauty of Germany's Black Woods, to think of what exactly brought me back to the Digimon-hype a little over one and a half year ago.

I found it was fanfiction that eventually led me to the reboot. So on this 1st (2nd... I'm a day late, blame writers block) of August, Odaiba Memorial Day, while I initially had different plans and ideas, I found myself writing the following.

A careful try getting out of my Digimon-block with a short little thing. Enjoy~

Digiweek Day 7 - Free day | Characters: Taichi Yagami (vague mentions of the others) | words: 579 | Setting: Digimon Adventure: 2020, Summer Camp in episode 3

Pic + edit by me (Schwarzwald, Badener Höhe, Germany)

Snow in August

Looking around, all Taichi saw were rocky trails zigzagging their way up along trees. The goggles around his neck had been hanging there since this morning and though everything was new and unknown, a feeling of familiarity had struck him. It was all vague, but oddly familiar all the same. The goggles around his neck traveled up to his head, the glass reflecting the shimmers of light seeping through the green leaves, dashingly providing all that was there with light, love and liveliness. Including himself.

He had no idea where he was going, or why he was going. He only knew he was and that something inexplicable had pulled him towards here. It had ogled at him from a distance, lured him in without it feeling suspicious or scary. It was sheer excitement and curiosity that made him follow the unknown path, all the way up, over meandering paths paved with rocks and dirt. It was the adventure that had kicked in, the want and need to get more, go higher. Be courageous. He had something to fight for.

Once up that hill, still unclear of what had brought him here, unsure of what he had to find or see, he knew he had to wait. His peers often called him impatient, though he knew he was not. Especially at times like these he knew he had to wait. And so he would.

Maybe he was chosen, even though he was just a child. Just like he had been chosen to fall into that strange digital realm, meeting the yellow-orangy dinosaur, facing threats in there, accompanying the mysterious blonde boy… He had been destined to shake the hand of his bright newfound friend. They had been destined to literally trip and catch in front of his female teammate and friend.

They had all been coincidences, encounters by any chance, nothing was preconceived. It had been encounters for life, connection that were made, that were not easy to unbound. They were chosen to stay. The why, however, was a question he wasn’t been able to answer. It wasn’t complete just yet.

They weren’t complete.

Suddenly, chillness filled the air, the sun disappearing behind white clouds and a shadow crossed the valley where Summer Camp was held. Instead of it feeling like it was a threat, it was more of a welcoming change of weather.

Before he realized it, there were little crystals falling out of the sky. White dots flying and falling, not staying, just falling. Every normal kid would think it was strange, but this as well gave him that familiar feeling. A feeling of coming back home to a place, a moment in time, where he, for as far as he could remember, had never been before…

Slowly the snow continued to fall, whirling down to touch the still warm ground. It evaporated into thin air, leaving invisible damp traces fogging up his goggle’s glasses. Looking in those glasses, he saw colors; Orange and pink, green, blue, grey, red and purple and yellow. In the falling snow he saw silhouettes, one more clear than the other. Friends, known and unknown, objects, creatures, signature clothing pieces.

He wondered… He shook his head, trying to see clear again. To think and act or act, then think.

It was out of the ordinary, snow in August. But he knew, he felt, it had happened before, marking the beginning of adventure.

Taichi could do it -whatever that ‘it’ was- all over again.

#digimon #taichi yagami #digiweek2022 #odaiba memorial day #digimon fanfiction #digimon fanfiction by DFS #digimon adventure: 2020 #digimon adventure #tai kamiya #taichi #tai #odaiba day

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vilelittlecritter · 1 year

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Thinking about what would happen if you combine Resident Evil with Omori in an au.

Can't stop thinking about Basil Winters. The both of them are so pathetic and sad they are meant to be combined into the saddest wet sponge.

My boy can get stabbed so many times and just put the goop juice in and be okay.

I would imagine the plot would be post True ending so be warned of spoilers.

It would probs go that Sunny and Kel or just Sunny go missing alongside a bunch of other people and Hero and Aubrey although upset and scared they don't feel like there's alot they can do other than the bare minimum like hanging flyers.

Basil on the other hand being the little feral goblin he is gets in a car and goes fifty over the speed limit looking for these fucks.

I imagine why hero and Aubrey wouldn't do the same is because this would take place like 4 to 7 years after the truth so they haven't talked to eachother much as well as they've matured alot. Of course I'm not saying they would do nothing they'd definitely be searching and asking for help and clues but Basil would go way too far into it. Like staying up for nights without sleep searching for any possible place they could have gone.

By some chance that I don't know how he finds a good lead and heads out there only for typical resident evil shenanigans to occur. Poor Basil's just fighting for his damn life but hey it's worth it for his besties.

I would imagine that because of this being post true ending alot of it would be the friends dynamic of meeting eachother again after years in such a weird circumstance. Hero would probably play a kind of Hunnigan role with him calling Basil to help him with stuff like clues and first aid while Aubrey playing a kind of Claire role with her eventually chasing after Basil.

They work together kind of forcefully with them honestly really not being comfortable with the predicament but for what's at stake they try to put it aside.

Basil feels entitled to help Sunny and Kel out of his kind hearted nature and a heavy amount of guilt. Although doing alot better mentally he still feels the absolute weight of what happened all that time ago and refuses to let go, well because how could you let go of that. He hates himself for what he did and swears that the least he can do is help find Sunny. Sunny still means just about everything to him and the both of them are really the only two in the group who have stayed relatively close. Although grown up and mature he's still too nice for his own good with him going out of his way to endanger himself for the benefit of others. He knows very well that what he's doing could seriously hurt him or even kill him but he's willing to take that risk. And to him even if he dies the work he's out in will at least act as some help to the rest looking. The poor guy is still pretty messed up.

Aubrey although deadset on not wanting to talk to Basil chases after him because as much as she hates to admit a part of her misses Basil and is frightened about him getting hurt. Basil and Aubrey out of the entire friend group likely new eachother the longest and were definitely close. Aubrey still feels horrible for the years of torment she made Basil go through but she also finds it painful to even look at him because of the truth. She basically cut all connection and communication to him not out of spite but out of fear of being hurt or hurting him again. A part of her feels like she should never forgive him but there's another part that just wants her friend back. And as the story progresses she slowly opens up to Basil about how difficult it is talking to him again and by the end maybe they try to make things work again after the absolute nightmare they went through. Overall Aubrey is still an emotional wreck and the crazy resi monsters are absolutely not helping

Hero upon finding out what Basil's been doing bombards his messages and calls him constantly in a desperate attempt to not have him do something incredibly stupid. He doesn't want to talk to Basil but also doesn't want the moron to end up getting himself killed because he's getting involved in something he certainly isn't qualified to be a part of. Hero also still can't help but be the big brother in this situation, even after what happened he would never forgive himself if he let Basil just wander off and hurt himself. Mari would have absolutely kicked the shit out of him if she was still around and be knows that. Hero begs for him to just go home but this doesn't work, and after finding out what's truly going on he acts as a support for Basil, giving him useful information, first aid advice and generally helping as much as he can with what he can work with.

No idea what sunny and Kel would be like honestly lol.

And for the virus? Eh I don't know fuckin uuuuuuuuuuuh Mari virus.

oh fuck wait no that's just dreamscape oh god oh fuck...

Uuuuuuugh Mari virus but it's like the mold from re7!!!

He he I'm a genius.

Honestly haven't thought too much about the virus because I'm more interested in the character dynamics than anything, I would love to see Basil's, Aubrey's and hero's interaction after all this time with them now in slightly better places and more mature. They all feel uncomfortable around eachother but all of them deep down just wish things were like how they were before. I honestly imagine by the end of the story Aubrey and Basil would form a kind of sibling bond from fighting the horrors together and being able to get so much of their chest.

Also sunny and Kel are probably gay for eachother in this looooool

Anyway I'm very tired goodnight

#omori #omori fandom #omori au #omori aus #resident evil au #random rambles #i dont know if I'll develop this too much because im still playing with the off

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