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miss555star · 7 months
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Our twin flame doesn’t hate us. Our twin flame does care but this love is rare. Meeting your other half can be a scare. The healing is more than love. In fact, it has nothing to do with doves. We are introduced to all of thee above. The good, the bad & what’s in between for a picture bigger than sirene. We are chosen. Not forgotten. We begin not begun. The 2nd chance has come. For an elevation as bright as the sun. Whether we are apart or one. The love is never done. Hard to understand within condition so we know it’s unconditional far from traditional the picture is never minimal. Karmic situations give us an easy hold until we decide our soul is ready for growth.
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tenwordstory · 4 months
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i still have our messages from 7 years ago
and this is the most we’ve spoken in 9
some day i will delete your number
i will no longer need to check your socials
or even think what you are up to
and if you still paint
and how your great american novel is doing
and if i’m still the main character
eventually i won’t care,
eventually
- eventually i will delete our texts
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thoughtfulchaos773 · 2 months
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These two tattoos are the more similar of the bunch. It's mantras to embrace life's uncertainties. To be free of worry.
It's reminders to be present and let go of what has happened.
It's the state of ataraxia. Something Sydney and Carmy battle with, that mental cloud that keeps them from contentment because they're holding their breaths, waiting for the other shoe to drop and focusing on past hurts, waiting for what ifs to come to fruition.
Throughout the show, we observe a constant state of anxiety. However, there are moments of contentment, such as the scene where Carmy experiences a panic attack but feels free of worry upon seeing and hearing Sydney. During the under the table scene, Carmy and Sydney release their worries about the future and embrace their doubts together. This acceptance of the unknown and their presence in the moment unites them. They accept that they can not predict what will happen on opening night, and it allows them to find peace in the present.
This story shows us that these two individuals carry past wounds and are uncertain about their futures. However, when they're together, they're able to reach a state of being free from all of it, allowing them to breathe and simply exist without any burdens holding them back. But it only happens when they focus on their relationship...
This is what falling in love looks like.
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chezzabellesworld · 2 months
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Heroin addiction hello,
this is me my name is heroin, I am more expensive than gold, but you will pay more for me. I’m like a diamond you want me you you wanna wear me you wanna wear me all over your body you wanna be me you wanna be inside my body, you want me to take the pain away like a hug like a hug used to do like a kiss like being in love used to, my name is Cherry and I’m a heroin addict I’m not some 12 stepper I kind of wish I was so I kind of wish I didn’t get the vibe that it was a cult , but maybe it is but who said all Colts are bad well this person right here was see. I’m also autistic I have a strong time of the past, I’ll tell you what this addiction has taken everything away from me. Let’s go back and let’s go back to 10 years ago. Roughly let’s go to the 3rd of December 2012 when I met this man who to this day, I can’t get out of my head see this man🕰️ introduced me to this awful awful thing, but at the same time he kept me away distance control. Yes I get it on the first night I met this man me off my feet. I was telling him about my situation ship and he was very compassionate. He was very understanding and it sort of Started there and went on the next five years, I was hooked line and sinker .
So the first night I met this man he was with my friend I met with, and I can still tell you everything about it that night it had to be one of the best nights of my life as I sit here now with tears in my eyes, five years later, I remembering things when I write, I wanted to be writer when I write I want to I remember And I started my life story again I’ve been with him for awhile see you inspired me be a bad person being with me and made me wanna be better and we had this little secret but let’s go back to the question because I’m very good at track no drugs happened it was just drinking Maybe smoking weed because I did back then but I was just talking it was like talking to someone I’d know my whole life and when you’re autistic this doesn’t happen often I hadn’t been diagnosed then but he had both bonded over the fact that we both had personality disorders and that we didn’t fit into society boxes, but now as I see it, I see it. I do but This man had a complete control over me. He had literally just had a baby with somebody who he’d been with for 10 years. He told me it was over, but yet they just had a baby a month prior premature, I didn’t want to take this woman’s man I didn’t want to take away this father, so I said don’t chase me, so on the days that he saw his child up at the hospital still, he would come back really quickly like he hadn’t even been there at all. I know that he had a premature baby. Yes I do I don’t know the whole truth of it I never will Until years though, when I spoke to his ex and I still don’t know the whole truth and why the fuck should she have to tell me anyway but all night he painted her is a villain same as I did with my ex yes as a personality disorder, everyone else is a bad guy You never the bad guy until it all comes tumbling down and you hate yourself and you wanna cut yourself or burn yourself so I trigger on this post but I have to say this I have to be honest with myself I must’ve liked it the fact that my family my family was born into because I don’t have kids that’s another sad part of this story is, I can’t Maybe it’s sick but there you go. They treat this man as an outcast just as much as I treated me as an outcast. I feel he wasn’t allowed to my sisters birthday party even though my sister was married to a literal word rapist still in prison for it now, and all the other sick things he did And my ex or right through this, of course I’ve noticed can also see crazy people who are crazy can always see crazy and others. Neurotypical are very selfish people. The first time I met him. He didn’t use her when he told me about it. apparently he told me about it and anyway I told him not to choose me over his child. Anyway he did we were texting all the time I was texting him. He was writing me love i never had this in my entire life. He literally swept me off my feet and the good thing that happened at the beginning of our relationship was that I went away for a week two days after we met Which made me want him more and vice versa now he probably did stuff I’ve heard he might of he’s married now to this girl. He slagged off for years and shagged. The sister who is 17 when we were together together what we broke up we didn’t properly broke up, but we broke up This is where the comes in we’re living in accommodated living for people who are not very well addicts mentally ill and so on. Anyway, many of the nights I would sneak into his room through the window or he sneak into mine and would lie bad faith, even if there was cameras. Oh he hasn’t asked your random stuff like this and I’ll be like it has. I’ve gone to bed, and obviously it was the most exciting time of my life. I was 23 years 22 years old and absolutely in love. Yes I know they got married at the age of 17 but it wasn’t part. Of course it was in my res autistic and everything was always more dramatic. The next time I’m bigger and better also I thought crazy so we end up getting kicked out of this facility I live there for a year I hadn’t really stayed there. I’d stayed in my mum, still even though she di
So things got out of hand that I’ve got made homeless I’m looking back now I thought it was so unfair and at the time I thought it was unfair. People who got made homeless shouldn’t have got made home as really people who this is all they had and the man I’m with now With living in the shed house with my ex there is four of the houses two of them staffed two of them not! so my partner was in a house without staff and then got put into the room next to me in the staff house which I was in me and my partner and I said maybe it was a distraction from my ex and his past, I will never know the full extent of.
So heroin heroin you ask how did it come into it well slowly that’s what I’ll say slowly he came back one day in a really really bad mood. This is before we got kicked out and started smoking on the bed. I’ve never been a situation I’ve been around hard before and it made me very uncomfortable, especially because I hadn’t touched them so I felt embarrassed and obliged this time I didn’t. I felt safe I felt safe with him. I just did so here it goes we move out and by this point before I go with him I will say I was addicted to sleeping pills on and off and opiates pill, but only pills so I sort of being there, but I wasn’t in the world of dealers drug addicts, horrible people debt, losing friends, and emotionally and because of the addiction. No nothing was that bad yet was destined for this maybe probably who knows I don’t I don’t even know so I will never forget the day I did it because it made life, so like it made sense for the first time in my life. It just made sense everything fit into place. Everything was like this is what it’s meant to be and this is how I should feel it wasn’t overwhelming how I thought it was meant to be, and this is how it traps you guys so don’t do it, it just felt like I had found the key to a door that had been locked 22 years and I had found that key. Obviously not a drug use. very narcissistic you really don’t think it’s gonna be you you just don’t you don’t think it’s going to be you in 1 million years even when you told me all these things via my ex when he told me this is what it’s like. I’m depressed now I can’t feel without it sex drive it fuck it fuck the way you connect with people you lose that connection and when you’re autistic anyway that is hard to have by the beginning it makes that all possible it makes you have emotion it makes you connect it makes you feel like you are invincible, and I always thought the word heroine became from the hero within, it kind of makes sense, wouldn’t it.
So the first time I used it, I smoked it we were living in one of his friends house in the spare bedroom that was freezing cold and the guy was addicted to it. The wife wasn’t they had two children. They had three children but the two children were in the room next to the dad, who is addicted really bad day and ill And this was the first place I used it they thought I was just normal. They didn’t think I touched so when I asked to try it one time when I got kicked off Valium which as you know it’s not very good I’ve got put on after a bad experience. Grape grape by my ex, and it was a short term thing, but I felt awful and I was hallucinating and I was in a really weird way and I also still appealed from my other exes house which led me to be really drooling and off my head and not remembering things in this house anyway, so that’s where I first tried it and for that year when we were living from house to house of people and Sophie spare rooms whatever, was the most exciting time of my life. It was an adventure that I’ve never been in. It was some kind of life experience that I needed for that time, but it led to this really scary time that I live in now so would I take it back? I’m not too sure i’ll lose all these memories, but then I won’t be attached to it so much either. Yeah I’d probably take it because the people I know now I really don’t wanna know I’m telling you something, there’s a lot of really dodgy men in this world who will try and proposition you for sex for money or they will try and do things to you the amount of times I’ve had men do things to me that dodgy sexually, I can’t even fathom it’s very sad, no one should have to go through that. made me feel so protected from the heroin all of it the relationship with that felt amazing, We lived from moment to moment we bonded so deeply our moon 🌙 signs very compatible. we shared everything let’s say so in the five years 2 1/2 of them are good 2 1/2 of them really bad but let’s say this was really severe case of grooming two that felt good though it felt really good because it came with the drugs and it came with the reward system that your brain creates of Doberman, but after a while your break your brain needs a pleasure and reward centre to survive. It’s like breathing it felt amazing. I felt so good every time I felt so good he he controlled my habits so I didn’t get too bad so I would get high probably off. Let’s say £10 worthb or £20 worth a day, maybe less let’s say less.
Eventually, my family obviously found out because I’m a very honest person and I like why did you say that I’ve noticed addicts are very dishonest people, scum of the Earth and I can’t stand them and they can’t stand me either. They do not like me and I think my ex knew this about them that they wouldn’t like me because he did all the messaging and calls to these people I didn’t know these people were so uptight about a text message, but they are absolutely ridiculous, I wasn’t used to this level of paranoia unless it was in your mind none of these people give a shit about you. I’m talking as 33-year-old me now and not 22-year-old man. It’s been over 10 years can you believe it because I can I mean it could be another lifetime ago and it could be yesterday 22-year-old didn’t know about this. Didn’t know this rule it’s uptight don’t do that and I honestly I hate these people honestly I’m miserable it’s not good for me I’m constantly sad,😔 yeah I mean the end of last year I going to join this astrology course and I have a teacher now at this woman I listen to for years on YouTube who I love I love her way of teaching listening to her on YouTube she was so good at going into it all. I looked up with Darkside zodiac and I found her but anyway I’m gonna tell her I lost friends in my opinion, so basically when I was younger, I was a bit of a goody-goody so that transition into hard-core addict who thought she was Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain with her boyfriend was obviously a massive shock to my friends and family I’m guessing constantly asking for money this day,
They didn’t realise this world opened up, a whole box of things that made me feel better, but a whole shit load of a basement full of crap that came with it. They won’t so yeah, I was a goody goody I didn’t really drink. I didn’t do this I didn’t do that, but I was fun. I was a happy shy girl And I would join in and have a laugh with my friends we would get the stone high part when I used to bring school in into school my sister’s part into my friend and he smoked I didn’t even smoke. Then I didn’t even feel the pressure to smoke. So yeah this was a massive personality change I guess so I always went from group group I was always a bit of a drifter.! point of sticking a needle in my arm, I wasn’t bad in fact I was the opposite of a bad arse you could say but as he has went on things happened and you meet people, my best friend who I be my best friend from the age of 10 made her be my best friend until she agreed. She was my best friend from me from me, her being sick of me, trying to ask it probably so I made my first love through her years later 18 years old and he was just schizophrenic and I even got warned off him which was probably the right idea cause this is where my first mental break happened a few years after that so this is why is slowly threatened to do law, and my personality was really changing, and I guess it was very scary for the people around me, so I’d have relationships with people friends whatever, but it always felt forced with this man. It never felt forced. It felt natural, and he would convince me that these people wanted to hurt me, or they weren’t good enough for me or they for I wasn’t good enough for them. He was very clever very very very clever he had me believing all of this shit and so it still this day is in and I can’t get rid of and I think anyone who’s been in a abusive relationship will feel this.
I have put a lot of pressure on my family. I feel like I am loving girl but I don’t have a family like the rest of them all my sisters have children. My brother is happy in a relationship. He is with someone for 11 years and he was very very happy even though he’s my older brother he sometimes feels like my younger brother because he’s so more innocent and I was innocent like he was too Very similar. In fact he was more of a rebel than I was saying I think I wanted to rebel so badly because I never had the opportunity. I mean the first guy I slept with gave me herpes if you want to talk about bad luck, but I thought it was a bad ass then because I was going out of a guy from Bangladesh who was a Muslim who had a restaurant well he didn’t have the restaurant who I was fucking in his restaurant And I thought I was cool. I was getting free curries and then I went to the next shop up the road and it was a Turkish guy who had a gorgeous green eyes. I was obsessed with being in love and not with English man. I thought English men were trash they never fancied me in school. I never had boyfriends, and I lost my virginity at 16.
 so my friends now anyway, who I lost I’ve tried to bring back into my life but they’re not perfect either. I’m not saying they’re perfect but they weren’t drug Alex and we weren’t into people like that. They don’t know anything about people like that when I tell them about the things that have been degraded too, I’m in the last three years I didn’t leave my house because of a sexual assault kind of thing again And it’s very very scary so they couldn’t understand it or comprehend. They didn’t know why I was agitated. They didn’t know why I couldn’t meet up with them till sad times. They didn’t know why I didn’t pick up my phone they didn’t know why I called them at weird hours they didn’t understand it they didn’t understand why I wanted money they didn’t understand why I didn’t have this. They didn’t understand the people that knew I get it. I wish I didn’t even guys They see it though they see what happened, but then I did have one very abusive friend who is a Gemini and she would send me essays with you sometimes and this was before I got with Matt! she could still be very nasty I mean when I got her, she was like really rude about that and telling people I mean what kind of friend does that anyway so she comes and stay with me after a few years of me being with him and we have a nice time. Kind of have a good time, I’m still happy because I’m with him well I think I am anyway she comes down with fake note she was like can you use it cause she knew the olive. It was a bit backwards compared London I was like yeah probably be fine anyway one day we walked into town and I call her from upstairs from my exes flat and she looks horrified on that. Oh God here we go and she looked up annoyed anyway she’s there and a few days later, she’s all happy happy all on her phone and a good mood God. I wish I felt like her with making weed and I was being very paranoid and that’s when I stopped because I’d started smoking crack at this point because my ex couldn’t do heroin any more fuck from injecting and I hated cocaine. I just did it because he did it and he wanted me to owe him money. A lot of these drug addicts Connell is too so you owe the money I offend this. Well I’m too good for it and I know I’m so good for it and I wanna meet the other people who are not like this who are not con artists ! so she is high and she’s like don’t you feel so amazing I didn’t but I pretended yeah for great anyway she doodled all over this night and then she goes he go you can have it as she left to go home. I was like cheers can’t use it for shit now but thanks 🧑‍🎨.
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brave-little-butterfly · 10 months
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lowerthanapplebottomj · 6 months
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Fuck you.
For making feel loved.
For dancing with me to the sound of the waves as we watched the sunset to shades of purple, orange and blue.
For sitting in my car with me screaming out the lyrics to all our favorite songs while we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
For the mornings doing nothing but staring into each others eyes, pouring our souls out like honey.
For the way you said my name during sex and the eye contact that made me believe god existed.
For loving every inch of my skin.
For kissing all my scars and actually holding a space to listen to the fucked up trauma that took me there.
For being the sweetest love I ever knew and melting you with kisses while you were doing mundane tasks around my house.
For being one of the best friends I ever had, laughing until 3am and making spontaneous runs for our favorite food.
For being just as angry that someone did me that fucking dirty, and holding me while I cried about what I had lost.
For not thinking of me when you told me you loved me when we didn’t even know what we were doing.
For making me fall in love with you, and you begging me to tell you just how I felt. So I finally did, and you had tears in your eyes because you couldn’t even believe that someone loved you so much.
For that same conversation when I told you I push people away when I’m scared and I never wanted to do that to you.
For saying with the purest, most genuine, loving tone “Look at me love, instead of that, can you promise me you’ll talk to me instead?”
I kissed you like I had finally found safety. I finally had somewhere soft to land.
For reassuring me with “Good, because if you can do that, we can get through anything.”
For realizing you weren’t ready,
after all that.
For letting my guard down thinking someone might actually put me first. That maybe I could finally be soft, and stop carrying this weight in my chest that has slowly suffocated me over the years.
For making me believe that you would stay.
For leaving anyway.
Fuck you.
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paperlovesadness · 6 months
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No, because I'm not over processing "Now & Then" and freaking out about what a perfect epilogue it is for the Beatles, but also what a perfect homage it is to John & Paul's friendship. And how much it feels like destiny.
The words "Now & Then" have so many strange ties to these boys. Because:
-> John's last words to Paul (during a meeting that no one could expect was their last) were: "think about me every now & then old friend".
-> John was murdered in December 1980. In February of 1981 a friend of Paul's - fellow musician Carl Perkins spent a week with him, participating in a recording of a song for his album. To thank him and Linda for their hospitality during the time, the night before he was meant to leave, Carl sat down and spontaneously wrote them a song titled "My Old Friend". He played it to them the next morning and Paul started crying and had to leave to gather himself. Linda McCartney then assured Carl it was okay and thanked him for helping Paul, because he had problems facing his emotions about the attack before that. And then she stopped and asked him "but how did you know?" and Carl had no idea what she meant. She explained that the only people who knew what John's last words to Paul were was her and Paul himself. And then she revealed what those words were. Carl had no idea, but he ended up accidentally including them in that song.
The chorus of that song went as follows:
My old friend, Thanks for inviting me in My old friend, May this goodbye never mean the end And if we never meet again this side of life In a little while, over yonder, Where it’s peace and quiet My old friend, Won’t you think about me every now and then
Paul then insisted on recording that song with Carl Perkins, which they did - and recalling that story later Carl said that Paul felt like that song was sent to him by John through Carl.
-> By now we all know the story of how this "new" Beatles song came to be - After John's death, Yoko found a demo tape of songs he never completed, that she then handed over to Paul so that him, George & Ringo could record the last new Beatles songs in 1995 as part of an anthology that was being released. (they wanted to record new material, but had promised never to do so without all the members included. So using these demos was the only way).
There's lots of places that claim the tape with the demos had "For Paul" written on it by John - but admittedly, I haven't actually seen a source quoted. Still - the fact that one of the songs on that last demo of new material they ever got from John was titled with some of the last words he ever said to his best friend? The lyrics of that song being what they are? Come on.
(It very much also just felt like a song for Paul to me. With how complex that relationship was - how intense all the emotions were - through love and diss tracks to still calling each other best friends while they weren't on good terms. Missing each other).
Then - destiny working the way it did, not allowing them to record that one track in 1995 because of the awful quality. Making it so that it was their actual last song in 2023. Because only now did the technology allow for seperating those vocals and fixing them up so that they can actually be used.
Like are you kidding me??? It was that one. The one that felt most special.
-> Bonus fact. The back of the record sleeve has a photo of a special art piece on it - from George Harrison's collection. One that provides another serendipitous moment in connection to these words:
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And I'm just supposed to be alright with all of this?????????
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ammatori · 19 days
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Happy Portfolio Day! 💛 My name is Amaya. I am a character designer and vis dev artist. I’m an early career artist who is looking at finally getting their foot in the door! I adapt fairly quickly, and I also draw fairly quickly without losing the quality and fun of creating. Thank you for reading and taking a look at my portfolios!
🔥 This is my current WIP portfolio: https://ammatoriart.wixsite.com/website/portfolio-wip
🪐 And this is my finished old portfolio: https://ammatoriart.wixsite.com/website/portfoliocrux
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connectingwithsoul · 1 year
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I love you the way I love my soul. It's undeniable. It's irresistible. It's always there. And most of all, it is reassuringly peaceful, so much so that my mind is completely quiet.
@connectingwithsoul
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theramblingsofadork · 16 days
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You weakly glance through the rising fires to see a shadowy figure standing there. The reason for the chaos around you. For the cries and screams and destruction.
And the worst part is that you don’t even recognize him. He made no over-sweeping grab for power. No grand announcement of his plans before it all went to pot.
The truth is, he’s barely had to lift a finger to cause this to happen.
But it’s too late for realizations now. He’s too powerful to be stopped, and now your fate is sealed.
He opens his mouth.
“Come now. Let us watch this world tear itself apart, together.”
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vacantthoughts-hgc · 4 months
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Hypothesis
I hypothesise that love is not limitless.
It is finite in its ability.
Love will stretch, elasticate, and reform.
Love will shape into its need, filling in the cracks of each gap.
Love will bend to its will, until it can no longer take the tension.
Love is conditional.
A clause in a contract, hidden in fine print.
Love is not invincible.
It may want to be.
It may pretend.
But love has its limits.
Some even that love cannot comprehend.
I hypothesise that love is human.
And that love has an end.
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roseacademia · 5 months
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You realise some things too late that you knew too soon.
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dutybcrne · 4 months
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Was Kaeya and Diluc’s whole Confrontation before or after he left the Knights? Bc if it took place AFTER…
It wouldn’t have been fire from Diluc’s Vision that hurt Kaeya, now would it?
#☆ ┆ ( .ooc. );#//Bc according to the manhwa; Luc left his Vision as his resignation#//And allogenes without their Visons can’t use their respective elements#//So then#//It would have been the DELUSION’s fire that hurt Kae. Not DILUC’s#//Idk; good concept; I’m pretty sure Kae’s Vision story contradicts it tho#//But then it WOULD make sense why Luc was so quick to draw his blade and fight him over his truth#//Instead of hearing him out and trusting him; considering how close they were said to have been#//‘like twins’ they were said to be#//I do like this idea ngl#//WAIT WAIT#//THAT WOULD ALSO EXPLAIN WHY KAE WAS SO QUICK TO BLAME LUC FOR COLLEI’S FIRE CRIMES#//BC HE RECOGNIZED THE DELUSION’S FIRE#//I don’t think he actually SAW Crepus use it#//So either he could be operating on what he read in Luc’s discarded account of the incident#//Or he somehow SAW the flames firsthand to suspect Luc of all people FIRST#//Bc when he threw the accusations; Luc didn’t have his Vision back yet; so WHY accuse him of a fire crime otherwise#//Idk maybe I’m thinking too hard abt nothing lmao#//But it’s still a good plot bunny!#//Prolly also would make sense why Kae still wants to stick around him and not hold a grudge over the Confrontation either#//Bc Luc wouldn’t have been in his right mind; having the Delusion on him. the thing could have seriously messed with his emotional state#hc; kaeya#hc; diluc#//Canon between my muses on here; can vary for respective counterparts
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Twin Flames
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Snippet from Twin Flames
Jake was supposed to meet Clay for lunch. They found this quaint spot outside that gave them solitude away from their peers. They could just be them. Clay sat under the canopy of the huge oak tree for the past 20 minutes now and lunch was quick to an end. He felt a radiant tepid breeze flutter through the strands of his short golden hair. They always took advantage of these cloudless days to have their lunch outside together. So where the heck was Jake?
Minutes before the end of lunch bell should ring, Clay was tracking through the cafeteria. A familiar voice sitting at the popular table catches his attention. So, this was where he was after telling Clay he would meet with him.
His voice filled with frustration, Clay’s voice rang out, “Jake!” quickening his steps toward him. Jake doesn’t hear him over the loud chattering surrounding him. Clay tries to push through the crowd of people. “Jake!” he tries again, louder.
Finally, Jake’s attention is drawn to Clay’s voice, their eyes meeting instantly. Jake forces a smile on his face as Clay reaches him. “Oh, hey, Clay! What’s going on?” he says, trying to save face. The look on Clay’s face as he approached was daunting.
“Can I talk to you?” Clay asks him with clenched teeth. “In private?”
Jake looks at him, unsettling. “Uh, yeah, sure man,” he stumbles over his words as he slowly stands up from his chair. The chair squeaks against the linoleum with force before Jake follows Clay to a secluded corner of the cafeteria.
Clay turns around and looks at Jake, his brow furrowed. “What’s going on? I thought we were supposed to sit together. You told me to wait for you.”
Jake glances at the popular crowd behind him. “Yeah, about that…” He grabs at the back of his neck sheepishly as he says, “Derek found out about my dad and he asked me to sit with them.”
Clay’s eyes narrow, his frustration growing. “What do you mean by found out? There’s no way he just casually found out your dad is the lead singer of “Six Fears.”
Jake’s voice takes on a defensive tone as he replies, “Okay, so maybe I told him. So what?”
Clay looks at him bewildered. “So what is that you asked me to wait for you, and when I do, you’re here with the popular crowd.”
Jake feels a tightness in his chest, his eyes flickering over Clay’s face. Shifting, he discreetly puts his hands deep in his pockets and digs his incisor into his bottom lip. His shoulders hunch as he says in a hushed tone, “What’s gotten into you, huh? I was just trying to make friends.”
Clay’s voice cracks as he retorts, “But I’m your friend. Your best friend. Isn’t that enough? I mean, are they really your friends if you can’t be yourself around them?”
“I’m not gonna just forget about you if that’s what this is about.”
Clay notices how Jake’s eyes drift from his to something behind him. Turning his head, he sees Christy, Derek’s cheerleader girlfriend, giving Jake flirty eyes. Clay’s frown deepens when he sees Jake cooly waving at her with a nod of his head, a grin a mile wide.
Clay’s already present frustration boils to the surface and a heavy sigh escapes his breath. Clay didn’t know if he was just jealous or protective, but he did know Jake. The need to be noticed by his peers was evident. It was the fallout that he was worried about. “That is my point. Christy Harris never would’ve looked at either of us before all this.”
Jake’s previous grin is replaced with a purse of his lips, trying to keep a level head. Clay’s frustration seems to be reflecting onto him and he just wants to get away before they start to look like they’re having a lover’s spat. They fight sometimes, friends do that. Jake has come to learn when he and Clay fight, though, they are petty and meaningless. The way couples usually fought. He knows Clay has a sensitive heart and a short temper, but his frustrations tend to land on Jake every time. Jake isn’t as level-headed as he’d like to admit, but he especially hates it when their heated conversations become public knowledge. His best friend just brings emotions out of him that he tries so hard to conceal. He can’t blame himself for snapping a little.
“Just let me have this!” He pauses and looks around, hoping nobody notices his little outburst. Fortunately, nobody does, but when he looks back at Clay, he wishes he had never raised his voice at him. Clay could give Lucky a run for his peanut butter biscuits for the way he looks at Jake half of the time. On a softer scale, he says, “They’ll forget all about it in a few days, okay?”
With a reluctant nod, Clay responds, “Fine, but if somebody gets hurt, nothing will stop me from telling you I told you so.”
With a pinched expression, Jake watches his best friend walk away. He didn’t bother to move until the bell signaled the end of lunch and to head to class. He wasn’t expecting Clay to be this upset, but he guesses it’s nothing he can’t handle. Seven years has given him the knowledge on the how-tos to handling a cranky Clay. As of late, that seems to be a constant compared to how well they used to get along. Jake promised they would be best friends forever and high school wouldn’t change that. He wouldn’t let anything separate them. Not even himself.
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5 Songs Tag!
I was tagged by the lovelies @b-lizi and @illumiera (thank you so much both!💖) to share five songs fitting for The Priest and the Dragoness, my WIP. So, here we go:
Fire Meet Gasoline by Sia. It's a song I caught randomly as I was listening to the radio, and I immediately related it to my Jia and her Miraak. There's this particular line that has only five words in it, but oh boy, my scheming mind goes feral when I listen to it: "flame you came from me"...👀
My Songs Know What you Did in the Dark (Light Em Up) by Fall Out Boy. I imagine this song being sung both by Miraak and Jia to their respective enemies, warning them that they know what they did in the dark, and urging themselves to light those enemies up.
Blossoms by The Amazing Devil. I mean look at these lyrics...: "and I stare at the soldiers before me, all my blossoms that have waited to fall" and "my dress is on fire and I hurl myself, I heal myself I drag myself like a rug in the rain / and my saint, she is dancing, and every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame" and "and the soldiers march behind me I can hear them beat their spears / and for the first time in all my life I know I'm more than what I fear"
The Wolven Storm - Priscilla's song in the Witcher 3. Every single line. Nothing more. Especially this one here: "the wish I whispered when it all began, did it forge a love you might never have found?"(A little side note: as my Miraak was originally named 'Fenrir', which was a giant destructive wolf in Norse mythology, and he's also given the nickname qostrun by Jia, which means 'Thunderstorm' in dovahzul, I believe the title of this song couldn't be more accurate!)
Here's Your Destiny by Sonya Belousova & Giona Ostinelli. This is not a song per se, it's a theme with choir, that is heard in the first season of the Witcher series. But every time I listen to it I imagine it playing behind the scene where Miraak brings baby Jia back to life. It starts softly and melancholically, all of a sudden it gets intense and forewarning, until it finally reaches its crescendo with the combination of violins and drums. Give it a check, it absolutely chills down the spine!
I will tag @miraakulous-cloud-district, @kiir-do-faal-rahhe, @prettytamagnii, and @blossom-adventures if they want to answer, of course! 💖
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