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#Thirteen Years of my Life
anna-scribbles · 2 months
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thirteen update 💕💍🍽️🩸
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chapter 5: february
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“These things do not concern you,” Papa told him flatly. “I will run my household however I see fit. Your concerns are with your schoolwork and your modeling.” Blood pumped heavy and fast through Adrien’s heart. That wasn’t—fair. Concern was about all he was capable of these days. “And what about Maman?” Adrien asked, exhausted, reckless. “May I be concerned about Maman?” Something shifted on Papa’s face, all his emotions smothered in stone.
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The best day of Adrien’s life was eight months and six days ago. No contest.
It was a crisp kind of cold that day, the Paris sky blooming a bright and brilliant blue overhead. The sun pierced right through the brisk February air, a shock of spearmint and adrenaline in his veins. He couldn’t stop widening his eyes, couldn’t stop smiling. The city was so alive. Strains of love songs poured out of open cafe doors and onto tourists, their hands full of red roses and lovers’ hands. The cobblestones sang with the patters of paired footsteps all down the street. It was the city of love always, but today especially. Today Adrien was made of the stuff, just bursting with it.
And, like every other day in the running for the best of his life, Marinette was there.
“You’d better not pull anything,” she warned, tightening her grip on his hand as they passed by a tourist couple looking very… engrossed with each other in the middle of the street. “And—and if you do, you have to tell me. Right now.”
Marinette’s brow was lightly furrowed, the bridge of her nose just barely scrunched up. Her hair was pulled half-back with a pink ribbon, matching the shade of the skirt she wore beneath her velvety black peacoat. Her Mary Janes clipped anxiously down the road and Adrien’s heart danced and swelled and spun in his chest.
“Pull something? Me?” Adrien stepped aside so their arms were outstretched, and then pulled at Marinette’s fingers, sending her tumbling back into his arms. She looked up at him, trying to frown, smiling. He grinned. “I would never.”
“I’m serious.” Marinette untangled herself from his arms and interlocked her fingers again with his. Her hand was the warmest thing in the world. She looked at him sternly, wagging a finger in his face. “I need to know so I can—prepare. Especially if it’s something crazy. No funny business.”
“Marinette,” he moaned, draping a wounded hand over his heart. One corner of his mouth quirked into a smile, eyes darting to meet her gaze. “You think I’m funny?”
She groaned. “I think you‘re—I think you’re ridiculous, and sappy, and romantic, and I think it’s Valentine’s Day in Paris”—this part she shouted, which drew a few stares—“and I think you’re about to take me on an insanely adorable date, and I think Alya took me to get my nails done last week—!”
“You’re so thoughtful,” Adrien remarked, swinging their hands back and forth. “And observant. What a beautiful mind you have, my lady.”
“You have to tell me,” Marinette insisted. She stopped them on the street and frowned at him, pink flushing the apples of her cheeks. “Is it—are you—?”
“Hm?” Adrien murmured, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. Marinette’s cheeks went ablaze.
“I—you—you know what I mean!” she spluttered. “Are you gonna…you know!”
He tilted his head to the side. “Am I…?”
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autoraton · 2 years
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having big thoughts about nick-slash-nicholas tonight.
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rickktish · 3 months
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Occasionally the contrast between the woobification of Jason Todd and the demonization of Damian Wayne makes me want to commit acts of untold violence.
Like, two of bruce’s kids have “tried to kill” tim. One spent a decent amount of his life being taught to care for and value others and to serve them, went through an incredibly traumatic experience, came back and decided to go full scorched earth on those he believed wronged him while he was gone. The other was raised in an extremely abusive environment and taught that his only value came from things outside his control and that if he wasn’t superior to everyone then he was inherently inferior. He came to his father’s house at a time of severe upheaval, with little to no experience with any kind of unmixed kindness, and felt the need to secure his position (i.e. make himself safe) by removing a competitor for that security, and later learned that person had a contingency plan to deal with him and retaliated out of fear. One of these guys was in his late teens when he caused grievous bodily injury to a younger opponent who had only enacted symbolic harm of which he (tim) was unaware of having caused. The other was prepubescent when he attacked someone more than half again his age out of a combination of fear and a belief that that was the correct and appropriate way to deal with a competitor for your personal position of security and safety because he was literally taught to kill before losing most of his baby teeth.
Guess who gets justified by the fandom and has dozens or more fics where the entire plot is specifically about tim forgiving him? Spoiler alert: it’s not the literal child from the death cult who’s been abused and manipulated by every single adult in his life until his arrival in Gotham.
Guess who gets portrayed as being somehow inherently evil, even biologically so, and utterly irredeemable no matter what he does? Spoiler alert: it’s not the grown ass man who had a whole villain arc before his public popularity elevated him to anti-hero status.
Edit: added quotation marks around “tried to kill” because somebody said Jason never tried to kill tim and I think what they meant was that he wasn’t approaching the situation with intent to actually murder him, only cause him grievous bodily harm, which i’m too tired after work rn to try to chase down atm. But also because regardless of whether or not Jason attacked tim with homicidal intent, this post is discussing fan interpretation used specifically and prolifically in fanfiction, which does tend to view Jason’s actions as falling under the umbrella of “trying to kill” tim. So. I don’t just want to wholesale remove those words. Perhaps I could simply alter them to say that “two of Bruce’s kids have enacted greivous bodily harm upon Tim intentionally, willfully, and with malice aforethought” but again. Most people just kind of call it “trying to kill tim.” So. Idk
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sleepy-stitches · 1 month
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every day my birthday gets a little closer and everything gets a little scarier
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addicted-obsessed · 1 month
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thank you berklie and thank you dean winchester 🖤
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reputayswift · 5 months
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I’m 100% serious when I say I understand time in relation to the release of The Hunger Games (2012). Every year since 2012 I have gone “oh it’s been x years since I saw The Hunger Games (2012).”
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evviejo · 2 years
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thirteen’s era appreciation: 53/?
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widowlurker · 7 months
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Im like a sleeper soldier whose code words are just nec quotes but instead of killing someone i just burst into tears and heart palpitations
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ratsalad · 1 year
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me explaining to my brother all the different ways house md compares house and wilson's relationship to other romantic relationships in the show because he had some free time this morning
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frankensteincest · 1 year
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he’s just like me fr
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joellesolo · 8 months
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After thirteen years of blacking out when I stand up, I finally got a referral to a cardiologist (because my previous doctor, who I'd been seeing since age eight, just flat out wouldn't test me for POTS). The cardiologist was like, sure, let's get this going, and scheduled an echo test, stress test, and the all important tilt table test for these next few weeks.
Well, I get a call from the hospital today, asking me what my payment plan for the stress test is going to be. And I'm like, uh, I have insurance? How much is it out of pocket?
And they respond casually, oh, it's over twelve hundred dollars (I temporarily blacked out at the actual number but it started with a thousand two hundred) and I'm like... that's AFTER insurance?! Are you fucking kidding me??
So, I had to cancel the stress test. Doesn't matter how 'good' the payment plan is, I don't have that kind of fucking money to spend on one. single. fucking. test.
Hopefully the tilt table test is covered more, because that's the most important thing.
And before you come at me, YES I KNOW POTS IS INCURABLE. I'm well aware. But it'd be nice to fucking KNOW what is wrong with me... besides, well, everything else.
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hyacinths-in-a-storm · 3 months
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Genuinely what was going through Iroh’s mind as he said that fighting the Firelord was the ‘Avatar’s battle’. Yeah I understand that history will see it as a power grab, but I think we have bigger problems than that. Like, I don’t know, THE FACT THAT SOZIN’S COMET IS IN A FEW HOURS AND THE AVATAR IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND.
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toaster-trash · 10 months
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I tried to play the funny time travel game, I got to episode three, hated it, am never picking it up again, however here is my official statement on the lot of them
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lem0nademouth · 4 months
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at one point in my life i was a 13 year old girl so if you want to clown in my notes go ahead but just know that somewhere in me is an unhinged, remorseless, vitriolic beast who does not take prisoners or pull punches. she only knows survival by any means necessary.
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camehereforjodie · 2 years
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24 hours later and it still hurts thinking about Jodie not being my Doctor anymore..
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freud is if a 13 year old girl had to explain the worldbuilding to her awkward wattpad story
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