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“Alright, alright! That’s what I’m talking about!” Hank cheered to the guests of the wedding. “Now everyone, give it up for the maid of honour, Bombus Morner!”

“Thank you, Doctor McCoy,” Bombus said before she addressed everyone. She cleared her throat and lifted her glass. “A toast – to the groom!”

“To the groom,” everyone seemed to agree with her statement.

“To the bride! From your sister, who will always support you.” Bombus glanced in the couple’s direction and smiled.

Everyone echoed her statement once more.

“To your marriage, and the hope you give us all,” Bombus raised her glass and gave a joyous smile. “And may you always be satisfied.”

Rewind… Her mind screamed at her. And she was brought back to the night they met – the night that Mira fell in love.

“I remember that night… I just might regret that night for the rest of my days…” Bombus glanced about the party in her mind while some similar figures seemed to shout about something. “I remember those mutant boys tripping over themselves to win our praise…”

Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves at the party – wine was being drunk, food was eaten, and everyone seemed to dance the night away. It made Bombus sick.

“I remember that dreamlike candlelight, it’s like a dream that you can’t quite place,” She glanced up and caught the eye of someone familiar to her. “But Charles, I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face…”

She sighed at the table she sat at. “I have never been the same. Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame. And when you said “Hi”, I forgot my dang name,” Bombus blushed and hid her face behind a fan. “Set my heart aflame. Every part aflame. This is not a game.”

Bombus walked over to Charles who had a smirk plastered across his face.

“You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied,” Charles said as he and Bombus talked.

Bombus turned her nose up and sighed. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean. You forget yourself.”

Charles turned to her and confessed to her. “You’re quite like me: I’m never satisfied.”

“Is that right?” Bombus smirked in response.

“I’ve never been satisfied.”

Bombus curtseyed to Charles and grinned. “My name is Bombus Morner.”

Charles bowed regally, almost like a Prince. “Charles Francis Xavier.”

“Where’s your family from?” Bombus asked curiously.

“Unimportant, there’s a million things I haven’t done, but just you wait… Just you wait…”

Time seemed to pause, and Bombus was by herself. “So this is what it feels like to match wits with someone at your level. What the hell is the catch?” she asked nobody in particular. “It’s the feeling of freedom, of seeing’ the light. It’s Ben Franklin with a key and a kite! I do see it, right?”

She sighed. “The conversation lasted two minutes. Maybe three minutes. Everything we said was in total agreement. It’s a dream and it’s a bit of a dance. A bit of a posture, it’s a bit of a stance,” she smiled to herself like a love-sick puppy. “He’s a bit of a flirt, but I will give it a chance. I asked about his family, and what was his answer? His hands started fidgeting. He looked askance? He’s penniless, he’s flying by the seat of his pants.”

Bombus groaned and looked at him. “Handsome, boy does he know it. He’s got peach fuzz and he can’t even grow it,” she purred. “I wanna take him far away from this place, but then I turned and saw Mira’s face and she was-“

“Helpless…” Mira’s gaze fell on Charles. She was in love.

“And I know she is…”


“And I realised three fundamental truths at the exact same time…”

“Where are you taking me?” Charles asked in a confused tone.

“I’m about to change your life,” Bombus smiled and pulled him along.

“Then by all means, lead the way,” Charles rolled his eyes and chuckled.

Rule number one that Bombus realised: she is a young woman in a world in which her abilities would be extremely doubted. Her job, it seemed to most, was to marry rich and produce a son to inherit her father’s money. She was the eldest of her sisters, the smartest (it seemed) and gossip was horrendous in New York, and Charles wasn’t the kind of man to give her the status she needed in this world. That didn’t mean she didn’t care for him.

“Mira Morner. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir…” she curtseyed with a blush on her face.

“Morner?” Charles asked.

“My sister, Bombus explained as she stood by Mira’s side.

The second rule that Bombus learned was simple: she was a Morner, people would want her because of her name instead of who she was. Being with her would elevate Charles’s status. She would need to be an idiot to think of any other reason. That was why she introduced Mira to Charles, she became his wife.

“Nice going, Bombus…” she sighed. “Charles was right. You’ll never be satisfied.”

“Thank you for all of your work on mutant rights,” Mira smiled at Charles and wagged her tail.

“Well, if it takes me fighting for our rights for us to meet, it will have been worth it,” Charles confessed with a small grin on his lips.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Bombus walked off, finally releasing the tears that she hid.

The final truth she realised was that if she confessed to loving him, Mira would nod and let her have him. She would say that she was fine. She would be lying.

“But when I fantasise at night, it’s Charles’s eyes as I romanticise what might’ve been if I hadn’t sized him up so quickly,” she sighed. “At least my dear Mira’s his wife. At least I keep his eyes in my life.”

As soon as that thought ended, she was brought directly back to the wedding: still standing and giving her toast.

“Oh, right… Uh… To the groom! To the bride! From me, and may you always have each other.”

They did not hear the silent lines that graced her lips as she walked back to her seat.

“And I know she’ll be happy as his bride. And I know he will never be satisfied,” she quickly corrected herself. “No. I will never be satisfied.”

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Belongs to one person……

No one else has the same effect on me…..

I crave you…..

I need your touch and love…..

I’m lost when I can’t be as close to you as possible…….

I just hope its reciprocated…..forever and more!

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“I know what it’s like not to have what I need. I also know what it’s like to have more than I need. I have learned the secret of being content no matter what happens. I am content whether I have more than enough or not enough. I can do all this by the power of Christ. He gives me strength.”

‭‭Philippians‬ ‭4:12-13‬


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Just finished Itaewon Class and can we just talk about how satisfying that ending was? Soo-ah got an amazing man when she was ready for it. Yi-seo got to have the complete package and all her dedication towards Sareoyi was in good use. Her loyalty proved it’s worth. Sareoyi learned to get passed his revenge and that true happiness came from his loved ones. All the characters got their happy ending and what they deserved. I am so happy for them. AND THAT LAST SCENE WITH THEM KISSING AND V’s SONG WAS PLAYING! Perfect ending.

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I’ve always been conscious of all the blessings in my life, but today is the first time I’ve actually, actively recognized how blessed I am, and for that I am extremely thankful to God. If there is one thing this Coronavirus has helped me realize, it’s that life really is short. You’ve heard it, I’ve heard it, we’ve all heard it, but I never realized, in my bones, how true that is. Suddenly the thought that I could get infected with Covid-19 and no one in the whole world could do anything, anything, to stop or change that made me realize how helpless we are. That suddenly, in the blink of an eye, I could die. And then what would I have accomplished in my 17 years of life? Ask yourself that.

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*in the lair*

Hawkmoth: “I remember that night I just might regret that night for the rest of my days. Seeing all of those teenage girls trippin over themselves to win my praise.”

Nathalie: *laying down in a sleeping bag because she got sick and Hawkmoth wanted to stay with her* “Like anyone would want to be praised by you.”

Hawkmoth: “…”

Nathalie: “Well, I guess you will never be satisfied.”

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William Goldman, The Princess Bride

There have been five great kisses since 1642 B.C. when Saul and Delilah Korn’s inadvertent discovery swept across Western civilization. (Before then couples hooked thumbs.) And the precise rating of kisses is a terribly difficult thing, often leading to great controversy, because although everyone agrees with the formula of affection times purity times intensity times duration, no one has ever been completely satisfied with how much weight each element should receive.

But on any system, there are five that everyone agrees deserve full marks.

Well, this one left them all behind.

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