#wont even be alive for school so might as well not

[mukbangg]

Billy and an ex-outlaw reader who has a bit of ptsd? If you’re still in the market for prompts :)

Omg I have so many of yalls prompts writings in progress....trynna write between school and work. Nonnie, iiiii dk if this is written right might make part 2.

(Me writing during work: you write porn w the same hands you serve coffee ?)

Jesse and his boys were old acquaintances of yours.

Though you never did ride with them, you've crossed paths with their lot quite a few times. What started out as a rivalry had turned into more like friendly competition before you had earned their respect by saving their asses more times you can count.

But when your crimes had caught up to you, resulting in much bloodshed involving your family back at home well...you werent eager to get back in business.

Fact is, you've left your past behind and settled down a little way off a lone town, behind a beautiful spread of a meadow.

A cozy barn, small and snug.

Just like your momma had always wanted.

So when a familiar group of cowboys come trotting through the meadow....let's say you werent all that pleased.

"Jesse,"

You tip your hat at the blonde astride his horse.

"Boys,"

"Well, look who's alive,"

He laughed, swinging off his horse and sweeping you into a crushing hug. You softened with a sigh, patting him on the back.

When you'd decided to settle, he'd kicked up such a fuss, mad that you decided to leave in your prime.

You were like the gang's little sister, or maybe an annoying cousin that swings by every now and then.

"Here lemme introduce you to-"

"Billy,"

You were suddenly aware of the towering fella who had emerged abruptly from the group. Dark curls peeking out from his hat, broad shoulders and a rugged air to him, he was a handsome one. But what takes the cake was his piercing blue eyes, fixed unwaveringly on you.

It would be intimidating if not for how subtly they raked over your body.

"Eyes up here cowboy,"

You mutter to the man lowly, gripping his outstretched hand in a firm shake.

"Replaced me so soon, jesse?"

You turn back to the blonde, raising a brow at him.

"Well doll, Billy heres quite the gunslinger, maybe even better than ya,"

You swat playfully at his chest, a round of laughter rising from the group. Jesse chuckles, before he shrugs, kicking at the ground. You know that look.

"So my boys and I need to lay low for awhile and well..."

He raised his brows at you, a sliver of a sheepish smile on his lips.

"Hell no, jesse, you know I'm out,"

You huffed, shaking your head firmly. Annoyance rises like a whip in your chest, you alway were quick to temper.

"You know that, after what happened...."

"Aw c'mon, just a couple o' weeks? We promise we wont bring you no trouble, we'll even help out-"

You held up a finger, trying hard to maintain your stern facade.

"I cant risk it, such a large group of men, oh I swear to god-"

"Using the lord's name in vain-"

Jesse attempted at a joke before swallowing his words when met with your burning scowl. His group stirs uneasily behind him.

"Just a week?"

Billy's voice rang out. He steps forward, blue eyes pleading as a warm smile crack over his lips. You sighed, ready to turn down his offer.

"Towns people talk, what if they see y-"

"We'll do chores, we'll earn our keep, surely you can use the rest, miss? It's a big place to take care of,"

Now that, was tempting. Your barns not huge but you're only one person, and the day passes quick when you busy about with the chores. And to add on, a group of men you trust does put your worries at ease.

Living away from town always had the threat of robberies and whatnot, especially for a lone girl like yourself. You've hidden pistols everywhere in the house, one slung around your hip, though you're never sure if you'd be able to pull the trigger on someone when it comes down to it...

What a joke, you used to be one of the most feared outlaw with an aim as true as the sky is blue.

Now you cant even stand the sound of your door slamming.

"Fine,"

You finally relented, clicking your tongue with a jerk of your head to allow the group to flood into your house.

They cheered and hollered, Jesse and slapping Billy on the back before heading in.

"G'job butterin' her up Billy boy!"

"Y'better believe I'll be working the lot of you to your bones!"

You huffed after him, before turning back to Billy.

"And you! I swear t'God if any of yall give me trouble I'm coming for you first!"

He leans close, tipping his hat at you with a smirk on his stupidly handsome face.

"Your wish is my command, pretty,"

Billy brushes past, leaving you all flustered and red in the cheeks , with a looming dread that you've got more than a few rowdy cowboys to worry about.

What did your momma used to say?

Butterflies in your damn stomach.

(Haiii I'm lowkey bad at story stuff might make a part 2...? If yall want? Gimme some ideas what you wanna see in part 2 if you want)

#billy the kid #billy the kid imagine #billy the kid smut #billy the kid x reader #william bonney #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #coryo smut #coriolanus x reader #coryo snow #kid antrim #william h bonney x reader #william h bonney #the hunger games fanfiction #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbsoas #my writing #coryo x reader #coriolanus x you #snow #coriolanus smut #coryolanus snow #billy the kid 2022 #the hunger games

[verdemoth]

i cant post Tune without also posting Odyssey. do not separate.

Odyssey is an engineer, formerly the director of Mission Control, and before even that e did field work. Now, e’s supposedly retired from all duties, but Odyssey refuses to leave. E wont let the new owners run the team into the ground. (and e’s still holding onto some distant hope of finding es best friend alive, or at least closure)

-> Originally Odyssey was a field researcher alongside es queerplatonic partner Tune in their 20s, until the risks of such work became apparent. E then went on to develop systems to communicate with and coordinate the research team and monitor the Otherworld from safely on the ‘reality’ side of the portal. E established Mission Control, and led it for decades.

-> Tune and Odyssey were very close for a very long time, having met in their school years. They were best friends, partners for life, two halves of a whole. It’s been some years now since Tune’s disappearance, and Odyssey’s mostly come to terms with it, but still feels his absence keenly.

-> Odyssey’s a generally kind individual but not particularly nice. E’s gruff, immensely stubborn, with a mean sarcastic streak. Some coworkers might describe em as cantankerous. But at the end of the day e’s well-intentioned and altruistic.

-> Odyssey is very, VERY bitter about the investors who bought ownership of the team from the original founders a couple years back. E hates them. E’s just WAITING for the chance to prove there’s something unscrupulous happening, e can FEEL it. E hasn’t had results yet but the vibes are rancid.

-> Though formally retired, Odyssey continues to do much of the same work e’s been doing for decades, out of spite and because e trusts few people with the systems e built. E adamantly refuses to cooperate with anyone associated with the company, which is probably directly related to es early ‘retirement’. Odyssey’s not happy about it and won’t do them any favours.

-> Odyssey is only middle aged but e feels so much older. E’s so tired. And so worried. E hopes for the best but is always prepared for the worst.

-> Odyssey’s role as director was succeeded by Maven, who e mentored. Odyssey treats them as a ward and as a friend. E respects and trusts them, but…… When the Storm hit, it was one of Maven’s first missions directing with little input from Odyssey. It was supposed to be that, anyway, before that disaster. Odyssey doesn’t blame them for what happened, but but can’t seem to talk them out of beating themself up over it. Directing the EEG is no longer Odyssey’s job so e tries to step back and let Maven make their own decisions, but they’ve obviously not dealt well with the pressure, and Odyssey can’t leave well enough alone. E has a tendency to step in and take over es old duties at the first sign of trouble in a misguided attempt to shield Maven from the trauma of handling another crisis. E doesn’t mean to imply that they’re not capable, but unfortunately they are not helping Maven’s shattered confidence and fear of making mistakes by taking control from them.

-> Odyssey is legally blind, and though es glasses can help em make out some shapes in the right conditions, in unfamiliar spaces and bad lighting e utilizes a cane to get a feel for es surroundings. While es poor eyesight is likely hereditary, e became an amputee following a severe injury on es last field mission. E opts not to use any prosthetics, finding them uncomfortable and unwieldy. E’s often accompanied by one or both of the spider shaped robots e designed and programmed to assist the exploration team, which have been retired from the field as well since suffering some damage in the Storm. Odyssey is very fond of them.

-> The larger robot, Marie, was named after Odyssey’s cousin Mariner, who also worked for the EEG for a time. The two used to be close, but have had a falling out coinciding with Tune’s presumed death and Mariner’s retirement. Xe pushed for Odyssey to quit as well, but despite xer desperation xe wouldn’t confess why xe was so adamant about it.

-> The loss of Tune hit Odyssey very hard, and e’s become quite reclusive. E tends to stick to es room when not doing other work, and would spend a lot of time alone if not sought out by the other people who are close with em.

-> Spirit, Tune’s sibling, can probably best understand what Odyssey’s going though. The two have always gotten along well, having met through Tune. When Odyssey was injured, they requested Spirit join the team in es place, providing a glowing recommendation to the then owners. E’s always thought highly of Spirit, as a skilled and reliable member of the team (and someone e could trust to keep an eye on Tune where e couldn’t).

-> Spirit’s been different, recently. Odyssey has slowly tried opening up to them to talk about their shared loss, after es initial attempts to distance emself from the team in es grief. But any attempt seems stilted and awkward, so usually Odyssey never gets around to that part, and sticks to shallow small talk and talking At them about other problems. Honestly e just wants their company, and e feels they could use it, too. Odyssey worries for Spirit’s physical wellbeing in the Otherworld, and their mental wellbeing in the wake of losing their sibling. But they’re still capable of looking after themself, so e doesn’t push too hard. E just figures… well. Spirit probably needs the same kind of help e does, and e’s trying to be that for them.

-> If there’s a coworker that Odyssey really Does Not get along with, it’s Curiosity. In the past they’ve had a standard and respectful relationship. But with Tune M.I.A. and the EEG’s new ownership, Odyssey’s being phased out of the team though circumstance and es own actions and e’s feeling quite frustrated. E projects a lot of those frustrations into Curiosity, the new de facto leader of the field team and symbolic of the changes Odyssey rejects. Curiosity, for her part, isn’t keen on sitting around and taking flak from Odyssey.

-> Mostly they try to avoid each other, and that turns out fine. But when they do interact, Odyssey is… difficult about it. E will nitpick any plan of hers to test how it holds up, always double-checks her work, tries to pull rank/seniority regardless of relevance.. all in all, nothing malicious, but instead unreasonably hypercritical. E claims e’s only making sure she’s up to handle whatever the Otherworld throws at them next.

-> Phoenix on the other hand is a long time friend of Odyssey and Tune, having also met them through school before he dropped out. They’ve been a sturdy pillar of support for Odyssey through es grief, and regularly checks up on em to make sure es looking after emself. Though Phoenix, like Curiosity, is ambivalent about the new ownership, he is unlike Curiosity in that he is in good standing with Odyssey and is privy to sooo many rants about it. They talk often. Phoenix is really the only other person Odyssey trusts with maintaining the systems e built.

-> Phoenix and Odyssey had a brief romantic fling as young adults, which Odyssey now finds very amusing. Even moreso because Phoenix is kind of embarrassed about being ‘something of a headstrong dumbass’ at that age, in their own words. It’s one of the few things Odyssey and Curiosity (who also once dated Phoenix) can agree upon. It’s all in good fun.

#image #alt text #my art #my characters #set: eeg #char: odyssey #flight rising #flight rising art #odyssey is maybe my favourite :] #i think e’s neat #named after the 2001 mars odyssey orbiter #which is/was the primary means of communication between nasa and surface probes on mars #with rovers such as spirit and opportunity and curiosity. and the phoenix lander #the names for es spider robots Themis and Marie come from names for scientific instruments onboard the satellite #Themis: THermal EMission Imaging System #Marie: MArs Radiation Envronment Experiment (ok i don’t know where they took the i from or which word is the e) #anyway i love space probes

[loveiis]

a bittersweet getaway || chris sturniolo

chris sturniolo x reader

PART THREE OUT OF 6

if u haven’t already.. part one, part two here

SUMMARY: as seniors in high school, you and chris are sworn enemies. but graduating is still a big thing, so matt and nick want to invite you to going to hawaii with them for the summer. chris doesn’t seem too happy…

WARNINGS: angsty chapter, cursing, matts acting weird, awkwardness, kissing, not proofread

A/N: is it obvious i still don’t know how the fuck to warn you whats about to happen bc i dont. im sorry if something is misleading in the warnings but whatever dont yell at me 😭

DAY 2: i love her, i love her not

I WOKE UP, yawning and stretching before opening my eyes. i felt nothing but an empty bed under me, chris was gone. i removed the covers from my warm body and left the room to eat something. “well hello sleeping beauty.” nick called, making himself a plate of food.

i smiled softly, looking at chris and matt eating their breakfast while scrolling on tiktok, the different audios replaying with each scroll. i sat in the stool next to chris, while nick made me a plate of food. “i’m gonna go eat in the living room.” chris announced as he got up from his seat.

did he move because i was there? what did i do? nick handed me the plate filled with waffles and eggs. “thanks.” i yawned again, trying to wash the tiredness off of me. nick slid his plate next to mine as he walked around the kitchen island and sat in the empty seat next to mine.

“chris is acting weird, no?” nick whispered to me. “i guess. i mean— its probably because of the fact that we kind of cuddled last night.” i replied. nick spit out his eggs “WHAT?!” he yelled. matt turned and looked at him. “sorry, matt.” matt turned back to his phone. “what the fuck do you mean you ‘kind of cuddled’??” nick whispered, his fingers curling into quotation marks.

“it doesn’t matter. maybe its just some sort of misunderstanding. i’ll talk to him.” i shrug. i get up from the stool and head towards chris on the couch. “chris?” i called, standing beside him. “what.” his voice had a rude tone to it. “if you’re not going to talk to me you might as well just tell me you wont.” “‘kay.” he got up and left, into matt and nicks room. im confused. wasn’t he the one that wanted to be next to me like that? why is he pushing me away?

CHRIS’ POV.

i got up from my spot on the couch and disappeared into nick and matts room, shutting the door closed behind me. i didn’t know what to tell her. i can’t just say “hey im in love with you!” because i don’t even understand my own feelings anymore.

she frustrates me, but on the other hand she makes me feel alive for once. but i can’t express the way i feel because i can’t explain the feelings i have. i know she’s confused but fixing that problem will have to wait. i don’t know what to do anymore. i exhale, opening the door slowly. she was standing right outside the door.

i said nothing and walked past her, not even knowing what to say to her. i put my shoes on and walked out the door and headed straight for the docks.

as i walked, i was surrounded by tall grass and sand, seeing one small daisy hidden in the grass, behind the fences. i got on one knee to pick it up, and sat down with it in my hand.

i breathed in, taking in the fresh breeze of hawaii. i started to fidget with the petals of the flower, stopping on the top petal.

“i love her,” i plucked the top petal.

“i love her not” i plucked the next.

i kept repeating this cycle of plucking the petals of the daisy until i got to my answer.

“i love her,”

“i love her not”

“i love her..”

i pulled the last petal, what only remains is the yellow pistil. i sighed, tossing the daisy between the fence. i stood up and made my way back to the house.

FIRST PERSON POV.

i stood there in awe as he had just walked past me as if i was never there. maybe i wasnt there to him. i turned to look at nick, who was already looking at me with a sad face. i stared at nick for a while until he opened both of his arms, inviting me for a hug. i immediately ran to him, giving him the biggest hug possible. matt joined in, putting his phone down. i let go of the hug after a moment.

“i just don’t understand. is it really my fault?” i said, a familiar lump forming in my throat. “no, love. chris just needs time. he has not one brain cell floating in that airy brain of his.” nick squeezed my arms comfortingly. i laughed a bit and stopped the oncoming tears swelling. “he probably doesn’t understand his feelings.” matt spoke. i nodded. okay. all he needs is space. just some space to figure out his feelings.

-

“i need space.” chris muttered, his hand on his face. “space from what, chris?” i shrugged. “from you!” chris raised his voice.

“from me?? you didn’t seem to need space when you were cuddled up with me last night, now all of a sudden you need space? what kind of shit is that?”

“i dont know! okay?! i dont know!”

“so if you don’t know, why are you acting like it’s all my fault? i don’t understand you! one minute you like me, the next you don’t and you’ve been such a fucking asshole recently!”

“you don’t think i fucking know that i have?! i am fucking in love with you and i don’t know what to do!”

there it was. the words i’ve longed for to come out. i softened my angered face, staring into the blue eyes that met with mine. his face didn’t soften, the only thing behind those eyes was regret.

“i dont understand what i’ve done. you make me so angry yet so happy when you come around and apparently my body can’t handle that so what the fuck am i supposed to say to you?!”

“don’t yell at me anymore. if you want this to be something more than.. whatever this is right now, you need to initiate it. not me.”

“that’s the problem! i don’t know what i want.”

“then come to me when you figure it out.”

i walked out and slammed the door shut. my heart raced as i quickly put on sandals and went out to the beach, to sit and watch the sunset.

i felt my phone vibrate in my pocket as i sat down, knees high to my chest. my dad was calling. i felt yet another lump in my throat as tears swelled in my eyes. pressing the red button, i shut off my phone completely.

tears started streaming down my face. if he didn’t know about his feelings why play with mine? i’ve likes him since the fucking 3rd grade and all he ever did was bully me like i was nothing. i guess things never change, do they?

i sat in the sand, the soft sounds of the wind and the water hitting the shore soothed my brain.

“you okay?” i heard a familiar voice speak and sit down next to me. i turned to look at him, the tears still stuck to my face. “no.” i said. “woah, what’s wrong?” panic was plastered across his face. “i wonder.” i said sarcastically, hoping he knew why i was out here being a crybaby.

“im sorry, he’s a dick. he doesn’t deserve such a sweet girl like you.” he wrapped his arm around me, bringing me closer to his body.

“thank you.” i wiped the tears from my face, only to have more coming down. “hey, do you want to go get something to eat?” matt turned his head to me. i paused for a moment, then nodded.

matt helped me get up and wiped my tears for me, holding the small of my back while we walked towards a restaurant nearby.

-

“i’m really sorry for making you do this, you aren’t involved with me and chris.” i placed my fork down on my plate. “you didn’t make me do anything, i decided to take you out here. you deserve a break.” matt crossed his arms and sat back in his seat. we sat next to each other, so his legs practically took up the whole space between us.

there was a comfortable silence for a moment, the clanging sound of utensils hitting plates and bowls, and the ongoing sound of conversation. “you’re so nice to me. why?” i turned to look at him. matt paused. “i already told you. nick told me to make sure you have a good time.”

“no, you know what i mean, matt. you’ve been nice to me for years on end. it’s not just nick.” matt sighed and looked down at his food. he started to fidget with his fingers a bit. “it’s because i like you. but i could tell that you liked chris already.” matt said. i froze. was it really that obvious back then?

“you still like me?” i avoided eye contact. “yeah. but, you like chris so i stood my ground.” matt shrugged. it was almost as if he didn’t care about spilling his feelings to me. “as of right now, i don’t even really know if i like chris anymore.” i looked at matt again.

matt turned to me almost immediately, staring into my eyes, but switching from my left to my right eye occasionally. “really?” he said softly. i nodded, looking into his eyes.

matt’s eyes changed from my eyes to my lips. “can i.. do this then?” he asked, using two of his fingers to lift my chin and kiss me.

hehe cliffhanger, no spoilers 😝😝 and also im going to stop word counting cuz its lowkey annoying. anyways this chapter def put the bitter in bittersweet 🫠 bye love u 🫶🏽

#Spotify #writing #reader insert #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #fanfic #summer #g eazy #lady killer #chris sturniolo x reader

[compassionatereminders]

i just want to vent (off anon bc im proud of myself for not giving up and dying) and this is. slightly graphic so tw for suicide attempt(s) and vomiting

i just started off the year by almost trying to kill myself (last night. well a few hours ago) but i woke up and threw up whatever i tried to kill myself with (it went up my nose!!!! every breath i take i can smell it :( it sucks). it was fucking disgusting and i can still taste it so im just waiting for my turn in the bathroom before i brush my teeth. tbh i knew it wouldn't kill me, i didn't take enough, i just wanted to make myself sick so i didn't have to go to school today. (spoiler alert: im not sick enough to skip school)

then i remembered the time that i tried to kill myself like. 2 years ago, when i told my teacher i wanted to die and it's exactly a week before my period. according to my tracker my period is near (i have irregular cycles so its probs off by a few days). so im just like, yeah this is not me. i want to live. i dont want to die here. im not hopeless.

im gonna go to school today and im gonna bring food for my friends. i have several activities i haven't submitted (or done. for that matter.) but one of them in particular is actually 2 outputs (a paper and a video presentation of the paper) and i have to defend my paper. it's worth a lot of my grades, so now im hoping that my teacher will approach me and ask why i didn't submit my work and I'll tell her its because i was having an ongoing crisis (not the exact phrasing im gonna use but yeah thats the gist of it).

also realized that the time of the year really affects my mental state. like i struggle so hard to even want to keep myself alive during November and December (since i was young!!!!!!) which just so happens to be the 2nd quarter of the school year and it really shows in my academic performance. and now its January and i hope this phase of my life has ended. im gonna fight for the life i want and i wont die :)

i hope you have a good year (also your blog has helped me through some very rough times in my life. thank you for existing :) )

I'm glad you're still here, and I'm so happy to hear that you've decided to stick around, but if any level of suicidal ideation is a common thing for you before periods, I strongly recommend that you talk to a doctor and look into PMDD and hormonal birth control, because you should not have to deal with this level of distress and instability up to your periods, and if you do that's a big problem which might have a solution

#chat with kat #suicide tw #suicide attempt tw #overdose tw #vomit tw #menstruation tw #suicidal ideation tw

[godseeker-yharim]

also, about snowballing: in the last chap, it was mentioned that kenny is drawing mana from some alternative sources to bypass his curse, and part of that is inadvertently connecting to wherever the remnants of the dragons are? so did they not entirely disappear once their souls were consumed? dude, imagine if zeratros is still somehow conscious out there...

Ah, the echoes. Truthfully, I hadn't thought anyone would ever wonder about all of that. Your guess is...not correct, but not entirely incorrect either. It's complex. There is a link between his circumvention of the curse and the dragon remnants, but Kenny is not drawing mana from them. It'll be covered in gross detail in the sequel, don't worry. As for the remnants themselves...did they not disappear entirely once their souls were consumed? Yes and no. They are gone. They are dead. Most, however, did leave an imprint of themselves behind much in the way a fully decomposed corpse might leave a hollow space in the stone or soil it was buried in. Nothing ever truly ceases to exist, and no matter the best efforts of gods or men, stamping out something in its entirety is a futile effort. The echoes are more common than one might think, but unless one is specifically looking for a dragon-shaped hole in the fabric of reality, how would they find it? Kenny only knows because one such remnant just happened to be jettisoned directly into his head after he killed the last thing it was hanging out in. The vast, vast majority of them are also not capable, and nor will they ever be capable, of will or conscious thought. They're dead and all that's left is something you would have to be exceedingly generous to even call a ghost. They're less spiritual remnants and more just proof that at one time there was something there that is no longer. Their souls were devoured and all that was left was just an echo of a creature they used to be. The gods didn't want the dragon, after all; they wanted the Auric soul. But a dragon is not born with an Auric soul and an Auric soul was not the entirety of what they are. They took the power and left an outline of the person behind. Under very specific circumstances, though, some of these empty wells might be in a position to be filled--inasmuch as they are capable of being filled, which is inherently not a lot. Being beamed into the brain of a cursed former mage who had spent the past year or so in very close contact with someone the dragon in question was fond of would do the trick. Such a remnant would still be largely powerless, but could still, in time, become capable of a certain degree of thought. They will never be alive again, will never be anything more than an echo of a soul that was eaten for lunch, but they may be able to make themselves remembered, in some small way, before they inevitably fade. It's an inexact science--as new schools are wont to be. Kenny's going to be learning a lot about the passenger safeguarding his fever dreams. And, as an inexact science, there are always going to be outliers who throw the whole thing off. For instance, the Life Dragon is having a grand time down in the Abyss with the decayed corpse and fractured consciousness of her murderer. Silva didn't think she could be any more sick of her than she already was.

#long post

[lonilem]

Do the undateables getting into fights (who would fight barbatos?)

School fights pt2

I honestly don’t even know who would fight Barbatos but ima try😭 (again not edited) also it’s like 6:00am and I haven’t slept yet so these might be a little ‘different’

No Luke sorry I couldn’t really think of anything good😭

Tw: little gore

Diavolo

You’re just dumb If you ever want to fight the future king. But believe it or not people have tried.. and died. But that’s beyond me.

Honestly he will be very nice and try not to hurt them at first but everyone has a limit. He’ll turn them around before they even register that he’s grabbed them. And he’ll whisper in their ear saying now is your last chance.

Most demons surrender but the few that don’t get there backs snapped in half.

Everyone is doing this weird thing where there looking but trying not to look at the same time. He will most likely tell barbatos to clean it up. And believe it or not he likes to watch school fights, so he tells Lucifer to go easy on mammon.

Barbatos

Speaking of the devil (quite literally) who is gonna fight him?!? Like first of all he’s a butler so who really cares about him and second he never causes problems (that you know of) and don’t forget he’s powerful.

But I feel like demons have this thing we’re if you can beat someone powerful you take there spot in power, which is why some (stupid) people might try to fight Diavolo.

If someone did try him he would definitely be quick about it. Yk to get back with Diavolo. Bro you know in hunter x hunter how Chrollo moved his arm so fast you couldn’t see it. That’s definitely him.

Like man will knock you out so fast you would think he ran up on you. And this is why he doesn’t get into many fight at school.

Simeon

Honestly not that shocking that he would get into a fight but is at the same time. I mean he’s an angel around demons what do you expect but it’s also shocking because it’s Simeon.

His first fight was obviously over Luke but he won’t say that because he doesn’t want Luke to feel like it’s his fault.

His eyes literally roll into the back of his head when he fights. He has a lot of composer so he doesn’t fight often. And most demons don’t fight him because he’s an exchange student and they would have to deal with Diavolo after. (If their still alive)

Solomon

He’s immortal might as well😗 I mean like dude be banging up people for fun. But not without the help of magic because we all now plain strength won’t get him anywhere with a demon without using a pact.

Ok I might’ve lied, he doesn’t go doing it for fun but something like that. Like if the opportunity pops up he might as well take right😉

If you don’t know about him you wouldn’t be scared to fight him but if you do you most likely wont fight him.

He’s the type to pull up to a persons house with his best friend to watch them fight. And if the siblings even try to jump in he’s fighting.

I’m not that far into the story so I don���t write about the new characters sorry if that’s what you wanted😅

And don’t forget to request❤️

#obey me #obey me simeon #obey me headcanons #obeymeshallwedate #obey me diavolo #omswd #obey me side characters #obey me solomon #obey me luke #obey me barbatos #Lonilem

[dailyanneofgreengables]

Chapter 1: Mrs. Rachel Lynde is Surprised (part 1)

MRS. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies’ eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Lynde’s Hollow it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not even a brook could run past Mrs. Rachel Lynde’s door without due regard for decency and decorum; it probably was conscious that Mrs. Rachel was sitting at her window, keeping a sharp eye on everything that passed, from brooks and children up, and that if she noticed anything odd or out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted out the whys and wherefores thereof.

There are plenty of people in Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbor’s business by dint of neglecting their own; but Mrs. Rachel Lynde was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain. She was a notable housewife; her work was always done and well done; she “ran” the Sewing Circle, helped run the Sunday-school, and was the strongest prop of the Church Aid Society and Foreign Missions Auxiliary. Yet with all this Mrs. Rachel found abundant time to sit for hours at her kitchen window, knitting “cotton warp” quilts—she had knitted sixteen of them, as Avonlea housekeepers were wont to tell in awed voices—and keeping a sharp eye on the main road that crossed the hollow and wound up the steep red hill beyond. Since Avonlea occupied a little triangular peninsula jutting out into the Gulf of St. Lawrence with water on two sides of it, anybody who went out of it or into it had to pass over that hill road and so run the unseen gauntlet of Mrs. Rachel’s all-seeing eye.

She was sitting there one afternoon in early June. The sun was coming in at the window warm and bright; the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky-white bloom, hummed over by a myriad of bees. Thomas Lynde—a meek little man whom Avonlea people called “Rachel Lynde’s husband”—was sowing his late turnip seed on the hill field beyond the barn; and Matthew Cuthbert ought to have been sowing his on the big red brook field away over by Green Gables. Mrs. Rachel knew that he ought because she had heard him tell Peter Morrison the evening before in William J. Blair’s store over at Carmody that he meant to sow his turnip seed the next afternoon. Peter had asked him, of course, for Matthew Cuthbert had never been known to volunteer information about anything in his whole life.

And yet here was Matthew Cuthbert, at half-past three on the afternoon of a busy day, placidly driving over the hollow and up the hill; moreover, he wore a white collar and his best suit of clothes, which was plain proof that he was going out of Avonlea; and he had the buggy and the sorrel mare, which betokened that he was going a considerable distance. Now, where was Matthew Cuthbert going and why was he going there?

Had it been any other man in Avonlea, Mrs. Rachel, deftly putting this and that together, might have given a pretty good guess as to both questions. But Matthew so rarely went from home that it must be something pressing and unusual which was taking him; he was the shyest man alive and hated to have to go among strangers or to any place where he might have to talk. Matthew, dressed up with a white collar and driving in a buggy, was something that didn’t happen often. Mrs. Rachel, ponder as she might, could make nothing of it and her afternoon’s enjoyment was spoiled.

“I’ll just step over to Green Gables after tea and find out from Marilla where he’s gone and why,” the worthy woman finally concluded. “He doesn’t generally go to town this time of year and he never visits; if he’d run out of turnip seed he wouldn’t dress up and take the buggy to go for more; he wasn’t driving fast enough to be going for a doctor. Yet something must have happened since last night to start him off. I’m clean puzzled, that’s what, and I won’t know a minute’s peace of mind or conscience until I know what has taken Matthew Cuthbert out of Avonlea today.”

#chapter 1 #1.1 #anne of green gables #anne of green gables daily #anne daily

[bloodiedmedic]

❛ please, just stop. stop, please! ❜ - Jayce @ Alexis

When need be Alexis was actually quite good at being stealthy. An after effect of years of Parkour around Zaun combined with their efforts in sneaking away from those who had held them captive. It’d taken a bit of assistance from Sevika getting them up to Piltover, and to know exactly where to find Jayce. However they’d slid through the shadowed mansion around the various guards without any issues after getting there. A quick bit of locking picking here, and quick step into a side room there only to go over a couple of balconies and finally they were at Jayce’s room. This particular evening they didn’t have their coat. Instead it was a tight long sleeve shirt, and a belt with a number of pouches for various things as well as cargo pants that could hold any number of items as well. Easy to move in and dark colored to conceal them as they drifted through Piltover like a wraith this was to be a night of punishment, and a reminder as to how far Silco’s reach extended.

When they’d found their way to Jayce he’d been in the middle of shaving or brushing his teeth or some other such thing after presumably taking a shower. Not that Alexis cared exactly what he was doing other than that it gave them a perfect opportunity, and there wasn’t so much as a second of hesitation as they drifted behind him dropping a garrote around his throat and dragging him back into his bedroom as they strangled him. Already there was a particular grin on their face as their eyes lit up with satisfaction, and one leg slid around his before turning to force him onto his bed pinning him as slowly his struggle left him with the lack of air making him weak. Hearing that gasped pleading Alexis purred in Jayce’s ear. “Silco sends his regards.”

They didn’t let him until he passed out at which point there was a few quick moments to lock down the room. The door leading out, or in was locked and had a chair shoved up under the handle. Any weapons Jayce might be able to get to was tossed into the bathtub, and the door to that room shut. Jayce would be able to get into the room of course if he had time, but it’d slow him down enough while Alexis was there to keep him from those weapons. Besides it was entirely possible they’d want to get into the room themselves so no reason to barricade it.

Sitting in a corner waiting for Jayce it took very little time and Alexis stepped up behind him once again with that garrote, and once again pulled him back and off balance as it wrapped around his throat. Voice, and air cut off Alexis held him in close letting out a soft groan that sounded of an odd satisfaction before suddenly tightening their hold making Jayce try to tug at the cord before once again going limp. Tossing him onto the floor Alexis took a deep breath. “Fuck, this keeps up I’m going to need a cigarette.” Looking down they frowned. “Fucking Silco sending me to attend to Jayce Talis of all people. Keep him alive Alexis. Correct his behavior Alexis. He’s a council member Alexis. Why don’t you two just fuck and get it over with? Or if ya’ll have fucked already just have me and Sevika drag him back down to Zaun and deal with it yourself. Let me guess, don’t leave any marks either that he can’t hide and wont heal…” For as enjoyable as this could be, and was in it’s way it was also stressful. It almost made them wish they were back in Zaun working someone over in a basement for Silco.

Why did they always have to end up with the difficult bosses? With Jayce already mostly naked except for underwear Alexis had a nice view of his body, but it just made them frown. One more well fed Piltie with an easy life and access to a gym. How nice for him, and during their time going to medical school they’d seen more than a few others who looked similar. It was boring. It also made them want to hurt him but...eyes narrowing for a moment they smirked. Crouching down they took a quick moment to tie Jayce’s hands behind him, and his legs together so he couldn’t really move before gagging him as well. It required triggering their implant to be able to move him easily, but that was worth it as Alexis started to drag him into that bathroom only to shove him up over the sink.

“Well I couldn't possibly be so crude as to leave my marks on a council member so let’s go for something a bit softer.” Seeing his eyes blink and his muscles tense as he started to try to struggle Alexis shoved his head into the sink and started to fill it with water. Turning his head to one side to let the water creep up over his cheek, and then his eye before inching over his noise so he could feel every last moment of helplessness Alexis chuckled. “You know what’s funny to me about you pleading for me to stop earlier? Jayce? You don’t mind if I call you Jayce do you? Right you can’t talk well I’ll just call you Jayce. What’s funny to me is first Piltie’s don’t ever give a fuck how often Zaun says please no, you all keep doing your thing anyways. The second thing is that it occurs to me push come to shove everyone is the same when they are afraid, and powerless feeling huh? Maybe you fight, maybe you try to run, but there’s always that moment of please don’t and that’s interesting to me.” Shrugging they continued to hold him there until his struggles slowed and he seemed on the verge of passing out.

Lifting his head up a bit Alexis hummed softly to themselves, and emptied the sink before doing the whole thing again. Water, head, nearly drowned. Water, head, nearly drowned. Three times before dragging Jayce away from the sink, and dropping him onto the cold tile. By now Jayce was barely moving let along struggling, and Alexis crouched down tugging the gag out of his mouth. “Hey, you remember what I said?” Waiting for an answer they slapped at his face a couple of times than snapped their fingers. “Concentrate, concentrate. Listen to me before I rip a tooth out. Silco. Sends his regards. He wants you to behave. Now I don’t know what he means by that, and I don’t need to know. However I’ll say this. I very strong suggest you don’t make him send me again.” Leaning in Alexis offered a sharp smile.

“I got to you in your own bedroom, in your house, in Piltover, and practically drowned you. Next time I won’t be so nice, and there’s nowhere you can go we can’t get to you… behave yourself.” Pulling out a knife they slit the rope keeping Jayce’s hands tied. “You have a good evening.” A moment later they were out the window, and gone.

They weren’t sure if they hoped they’d get to visit Jayce again, or not.

#zaunalexis #legendscried #torture cw #drowning cw

[phase0exe]

- ⚙️🩵👑

doing absolutely horrible right now, reeeeaaaaally don’t like venting but it might help so… scroll past this because i don’t think anybody really cares. tw for just… a lotta things, dude.

honestly today has been… a day, to say the least. the last few days have been filled with nothing but stress and anxiety. it’s like shark’s parents are TRYING to make switching schools as hard as possible for us. shark wont get to see their girlfriend anymore because of school, the only people we know are going to this school are the people that are out to get us, we’re gonna have to hide who we are and blend in with the slutty sickeningly-straight tiktoker whores at this new school.

shark’s parents also said we’re only getting plain colored supplies and should only wear solid colored clothing. wow. how… unique.

we’re in a bunch of stupid classes too, like video filming tech and entrepreneurship because the school has such limited course selection. they have a medical course and an entrepreneur course, but no art or theater or asl like the school we were ABOUT to go to has.

today especially has sucked because i first fronted when we were going somewhere, so i immediately got anxious out of not knowing where i was. then i’ve been frontstuck most of the day, so that’s great too. i actually wanted to go to the gym today but of course today we didn’t get to go because of weather. me and shark are excited to go to the aquarium… well, not as excited anymore. the waiting is really taking all the fun out of it. i mean sure, there’s only two days left, but the hype has run down.

i spent the past hour or so on the phone because one of our “friends” forced us to play smash bros with them for a really long time. now, i’m not good at smash bros, so i kept losing. that frustrated the hell outta me.

i dont even want to sleep tonight, and i don’t want to eat or drink anymore either. we constantly feel bad about eating because either shark’s mom will say something about our body, or when we do ask for food shark’s dad sighs seemingly frustrated at us. we barely drink enough anyways but we’re still alive so… does it really matter? i mean, we’ve not passed out or gotten heat stroke yet, so…? why exactly do we need to drink water?

admittedly, we sleep a lot, but that doesn’t mean we want to. i just… really don’t like it here right now. at this point i think i’m the third host of the system with how much i front, and i dont know how to feel about that.

i just… feel like i can’t talk to anyone anymore. what if everyone is out to get us? what if everyone wants to hurt us? what if this isn’t even real, and just some dream i’m having?

i’ll cut myself off there, ‘cuz i’m feeling guilty for venting. i don’t know if you guys will be able to tell who i am by my emoji signoff or whatever, but you don’t really need to know. if you can figure it out? good for you, dude. if not, oh well.

-⚙️🩵👑

[lokiessnyx]

Review Of Savage Lands #1

You know I am beginning to understand book burning. Yes it is truly that bad.

I saw this book the other day and I saw that a reviewer I liked gave this book four stars and I decided that I would try it. From the second chapter I realized what a big mistake I made.

We start the book with our main character obviously bexelely. I must warn you that I cannot be bothered to write her ridiculous name properly. So bexly is about to steal supplies from trains to give to the poor with her best friend Caden. Now she makes sure to tell us that she is not doing it for the poor people, no she does it for the thrill. Now that's fine, not everyone has to be a paragon of goodness.

Now we are made to believe she is so great at doing this, and I just wonder how she has never been caught. For the two times raiding we see her be an idiot, waste time, and nearly get caught the first time and actually get caught the second time.

Now she gets her best friend in trouble since his father is someone important and he gets mad at her. They have some boring teenage romance angst going on between them. Now though I do agree that Beatly is an idiot, I'm not going to excuse Caden caught she did not drag him away unconscious, he agreed to help her so it's also on him.

Now the second chapter is where I encountered the second problem.

I knew I was different from most girls around here. My Russian and Irish roots gave me pale skin, but extremely dark and sharp features. “Unique” and “stunning” were words I heard the most, along with “intimidating.” I had a lot of male attention and interest, but most guys stayed away, like an invisible line had been drawn around me. Either they were scared of me or didn’t want to cross the most formidable cadet at the school.

--Chapter 2.

Our main character was a vain brat and for some reason everyone is in love with her and she makes sure to let you know that. Not only does she repeat how slim and inhumanely beautiful she is, other people do.

“Sergiu?” I gagged. “Are you serious? Gross. Plus, haven’t you heard the rumors about him?”

“His kink is beating up prostitutes he’s screwing, and he won’t date anyone because he thinks he’s above everyone?” She shrugged. “Yeah, but think how riled up Caden would get if you flirted with him. Might finally get him to act. Because Sergiu would fall over his tongue to get to you. All men do.”

The men really took it personally, proving sexism was still alive and well. Not just because I was a slim, petite-boned girl, but it seemed to piss the boys off that I was pretty too. As if that was the reason they lost their concentration. As if someone who looked as I did shouldn’t be able to outmatch them.

-- Chapter Three

I wasn’t the kind of girl who enjoyed getting dressed up in torturous outfits and shoes, and I was rarely on my best behavior with stuffy, boring people. I’d rather be in my cargo pants and tank hanging out with Caden, drinking palinka.

-- Chapter Three

Of course she is not like other girls.

“Yes, she is.” Vale chuckled, stepping up to me. “Most grown men, fae or human, pee their pants when we show up.” He pressed the gun I’d briefly held into my temple while the healer dressed my wounds. “You are a spirited one. Gave me a little rush, human.”

--Chapter 8

“It’s only been six days since her capture; she is still healing, but don’t underestimate her,” Sloane added, pushing me forward toward them.

--Chapter 9.

Even the people that hate her kind and want to enslave her are complementing her. It's annoying every time it happens cause its just a waste of page. Like we know girl.

Back to the narration. So she is in her fight academy or something where she is getting her butt kicked because she did not sleep well. The guy she is fighting with that for reason want to sleep with her calls her a hoe and says she slept with him years ago and the class is all fascinated with all this tea but Berdly wont allow this blow to her ego so she gives this wonderful comeback:

“Honestly, you were so incompetent in bed, I’d be surprised if you can even get yourself off.” My voice went low and husky.

There was a beat.

“Oooohhhh, dammmnnn!” A few guys laughed, covering their mouths in shock.

--Chapter 3

What a middle school insult like if you ever said that as a comeback in my class you would have been laughed at and mocked. Like its so lame. This class must be starved for comebacks if that comeback warrants ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh and dammmmmmmmmmnnn. See how annoying that is and that leads to me third problem with this book. The author's exclamations. She stretches out words needlessly for no reason and for me of all people to notice it. It was done a lot.

Anyway, she beats him up because she is so wonderful and sees Caden randomly leaning on a wall looking mad about Berdly sleeping with that guy, and leaves. Her best friend comes up and the interaction goes like this:

Random friend whose name I do not remember: Oh my gosh girl did you really sleep with that guy. You are soooo much better than him.

Berdly: I know right.

Friend: So spill the tea, what's going on with you and Caden. He looked so pissed with Aron saying those stuff.

Berdly: Oh, we're just friends and he doesn't like me and it's not like we almost kissed yesterday or something.

Friend: Omg girl. I have the perfect plan for you guys to get together. So at the party tonight---

Berdly: What party?

Friend: The one Caden's dad is hosting for the official visitor.

Berdly: Oh I don't care about stuff like that at all. I'd rather be drinking with the boys.

Friend: Whatever back to my plan. So you know Caden was just angry at you for sleeping with another guy who is a jerk and treats you like crap, I want you to go flirt with that guy that beats the woman he sleeps with and Caden will be so jealous and confess to you. This will totes not go wrong at all. Also did I mention that you are beautiful.

After that horrible exchange we cut to Bexly dressing for the party while Caden's mum tells her that she is beautiful and there was time when woman had a choice to marry refuses to elaborate and leaves.

She gets to the party and she notices Caden is drinking and she immediately assumes it's because of her because of course everything revolves around her. They have a then boring melodramatic conversation where they almost confess their love for each other but are conveniently interrupted by Caden's father who takes them to meet the visiting official after a while. We then have a truly disgusting paragraph about the man's wife.

“Yes. We do.” Lazar[visitng official] twisted to peer behind him, flicking his head at the figures. His stunning wife, Sorina, stepped forward, silent and demure. She used to model, prostitute, and work in adult movies before he pulled her from the trenches and made her rich and pampered. He treated her similar to a second-class citizen, and probably reminded her at every turn he could send her back into poverty’s cruel embrace. She smiled and did all the right things but was vacant and dead behind her eyes. I wanted to feel bad for her, but she made her own bed…

Really Bexly. A woman who lives in the dregs and poverty and probably was forced to sell her body for money find a man who marries her and shares his riches with her. He treats her badly but she can't leave because she is will return to prostitution and poverty and it's her fault not the fault of the system you live in or something. The system that Bexly benefits her. This is the moment when this book became truly bad to me.

Caden's Dad then reveals he plans to marry her off to the visiting official's son [the one who beats the woman he sleeps with]. Bexly is horrified at this but I could only think that well, you made your own bed.

Caden gets pissed off and leaves. Bexly then realizes that the reason she is being married off is because Caden's Dad want her to be the woman who will take control over the official's land. Bexly mentally swears to put everything she has learned to good use and she will made him proud and this was the one moment I sensed something good in this book but it is promptly thrown away a few lines later.

Bexly still feels overwhelmed by this and run away from the party in heels. I have to give her that though, running with heels *shudders*. She meets up with Caden drunk and lo and behold he confesses his love to her and we have this interaction that had me wondering what in the Romeo and Juliet was I reading:

“Why?” he snapped back to me. “We should probably start learning not to. You’ll soon be confiding in your husband.”

“Stop.” My lip lifted in a grimace. “Don’t even start that shit. You think I want this? You think this is what I dreamed of? The man I wanted to spend my life with?”

“Then refuse.”

“Refuse?” A barked laugh tore at my throat. “Like it’s so easy.”

“Why not?”

“Don’t make this sound as if it’s simple. I have nothing, Caden. Nothing.”

***

Caden froze, not moving away, but not moving closer, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Brex, don’t.”

“Why?” Pain and desperation rang in the single word like a bell. “Don’t you want to kiss me?”

His chest moved violently up and down. “More than you know.”

“Then please, Caden.”

Agony flinched his cheek. “I can’t.”

Rejection filled my eyes, shattering my chest as if ice cracking open.

He grabbed my cheek, his warm palm cupping my face, his eyes wild and desperate.

***

“That’s why I can’t.” Both his hands slid along my jaw, drawing me closer to him, his mouth skimming mine. “Because if I get a taste of you, I will never be able to let you go. And seeing you with Sergiu…it will destroy me.” He leaned his forehead into mine, torturing me with the proximity of his lips, his hot breath against my mouth.

***

He inhaled sharply, like I was breaking him down. His mouth skated over mine, landing on the corner of my lips, kissing me softly. “I can’t. Kissing you, being with you, will destroy me. I must do the right thing.” He drew back, tearing my heart from my chest, gutting me, bleeding out my hope. “Ask anything else from me, and I will give it to you. But this I can’t. I won’t come back from it.”

---Chapter Six.

Like we get it guy, smooching our lovely MC will destroy you. Anyway she decided to take advantage of this moments and decides to go raid the Trains again. He's reluctant but she guilt-trips him.

At this point I was only reading to see the Warwick guy the summary mentioned. I mean a good love interest can change a book. So I continued on.

So once again we see how much of brilliant thief she is. She waste time, ignored her lookout and only left at the last moment when the guards were already upon them. They run, Caden escapes and our main character gets shot.

Would have been a wonderful ending but the Fae save her with magic or something and she lives. She attacks some of them, she gets her butt handed to her but then her captors who loathe her kind go on to say how wonderful she is.

At this point, I just gave up. Like no man, Warwick or whatever is worth the irrational rage I feel when I read another line. So this is the first Dnf of the year which I dropped because it was straight up bad.

If the writing was at least beautiful or something at least that would have made the book more bearable but no it reads like a mildly edited first draft.

Lets hope I have better luck with the next book I read.

1 Star.

#book blog #book review #savage land #bad books #onestar #rubbish #rubbish book #Febuary books #Febuary #But to be honest it feels good to hate something abit #Letting it out is fun #Review #2023 Books #Ran out of tags

[missfailureherself]

heyy its me againn

Once again ım here bc ı messed up. I messed up at school. Well since ı was never happy in there ı guess it can’t be helped. I fucking hate uni actally ı hate all kinds of schools. They gave me anxiety and all kinds of insecurities. I tought ı was at least smart but now even thats gone. I fucked up my finals and ı might have ruined the only chance to escape from my home even for a little while. Hell this is so messed up. Im a horrible person. And a total failure too! I dont know what to do anymore living feels too hard. Too heavy, too unbearable. I just sometimes wish to die and ı cant even do that because ım a coward. I want to yell but  my voice wont come out. And back then when it did nobody heard it anyway so ıdk what is the point in screaming. But still ı guess ı want to relieve even the slightest pain ı can. I cant do this anymore please someone end this pain. Im the perfect example on how to ruin yourself. I mean not exactly myself but school did it. It caused a lot of trauma and it is effecting my still. Even when ım in college I am supposed to be a grown ass adult but ı never felt like that. ı just cant kill the child inside but ı know ı have to because that child is too fucking sensitive and cares about even the smallest shit. I know ım hurting myself but ı cant stop, ı cant stop myself on the inside. Oh god ı pity that child so much ı wish ı could hug her and tell her that its not her fault. She did not deserve all that bullying and mental violance. Im proud of my younger self because she hanged so well that even my adult ass cant do that. I wish back then someone told me that maybe things wouldn’t enp up like that. And my goddamn heart it doesnt even work perfecly phsically so why do i feel emotions so deep. I act like ıdc ıdgf but in truth I DO GIVE A SHIT. Please dont hurt my feelings more just because ı dont cry in front of you. I do have feelings too Just in case you didn’t know and ı most certainly didn’t need that comment about my body  thank you for that bc ı starved myself fo almost a whole fucking year. Im sorry my old self ı was too hard on you. Im sorry but dont worry now ım having the best karma ı could have. I hate myself even more now. I dont feel pretty no matter how much makeup ı put on. I hate going out, ı hate people, ı hate interacting, ı hate pretending, ı hate everything. But what ı hate most is myself. Im really dissapointed in myself so i can understand my parents. I dont even love myself how could ı expect them to love me. Im not a lovable person so no one here is at fault. Oh but before ı forget ı hope if ım alive in the next years when ı read this ı wish to say “wow ı survived this ım fucking strong and now ım here proudly and standing still and strong.” Hope you’ll say this future me!

[ilujimin]

ugh rant about me being miserable lately in the tags

#first of all i feel like all my days recently are just blending together if that makes sense #im doing stuff most days but it still feels weird thats the best i can explain #thenhdhd a few nights ago i was feeling extra sue of sidal like i wanted to hurt myself in some way i didnt but the urge was there and also #so i have to read 2 books over the summer and im not really worried about it but its cause a voice in the back of my head keeps saying i #wont even be alive for school so might as well not #and idk how to make this make sense but ive been imagining myself like u know not really being there and being dead wild #and ive been thinking this way even before i redacted so i know its not that that put me in this mood #And Then on top of that its been extremely difficult for me to fall asleep recently if i had to guess its been taking me around 2 hours #and when i do fall asleep sometimes ill wake up like an hour later and be wide awake or if i sleep through the whole night i wake up #uncomfortable like i slept wrong #bottom line is i need to speak to a therapist

[soft-boi-eli]

Ok ok! Good uhm.

Ok since body dysmorphia has been kicking my butt lately i wanted to request something with Schlatt where basically the reader Starts getting really insecure because of their body. Pushing and pulling on their stomach etc. They also start binding unsafely with like really tight bras because they can't afford a binder and they end up fucking up their ribs really bad. They end up in the hospital and a very worried Schlatt visit's them and lectures them about how they shouldn't have done that and about how worried he was. So when they get back home there is a gift on the bed, turns out Schlatt bought them a binder.

The reader would be Non-binary and afab.

Also a little message for pretty much anyone who is insecure about their body/has body dysmorphia because of their chest, don't bind unsafely. That can really fuck up your chest and make you actually being happy with your body even harder.

Hell yes. I love this idea thank you icarus! Writing has been rude to me lately and I needed inspiration. This has hit it exactly.

Pronouns:nonbinary (dont think any were actually used in this so yeah.)

Tw: AFAB reader, swearing, insecurity, mention of surgry, mention of blood, mention of hating self, pain. Again angst to fluff. It is reflecting on how I have felt about my body before because I needed to make it seem kinda real.

PSA: please dont bind safely. It's dangerous and can lead to serious health consequences. I know hating your body sucks but I dont want anyone to get hurt because they dont listen to their lungs, they dont take off their binder, or if their bras are way too fucking tight. It can and will hurt you. So please bind safely!!

Happy birth-what the fuck?!

Lately your brain was giving you more dysphoria then ever. Telling you your body was too big, your boobs were too noticable, and you hips are too feminine.

What brought this on? Someone simply said your dead name. It made your dysphoria hit you like a truck.

After that day everything went down hill. Your stopped streaming, telling your followers that you were going on a mental break, you didn't really talk to friends, your brain could put words together. And you most importantly barely texted your loving supporting boyfriend schaltt, not wanting to break down in front of him.

You never had the time or thoughts of getting a chest binder. It was your biggest mistake honestly.

Deciding against chest binders and wearing alot of tight bras to flatten you. But it didnt work. So you got tighter bras. And they did work. But you didnt read up on how to bind safely.

This lead to the predicament now. In front of your mirror you were pinching and pulling at your skin. There was too much. All you wanted to do was cut it off with scissors. But decided against it due to the fact of all the blood that you would loose.

Your chest, smaller then it was yas, was still visible after your 3rd bra. You decided to add a 4th and tighter one hoping it would completely hide your boobs.

Your body made you want to puke. It made you feel disgusting. But you never told schaltt that. Afraid that he would say that you looked as gross as you thought you did.

Only 5 minutes after the 4th bra you felt excoriating pain in your ribs. And worse of all a harsh pop. That immediately brought red flags. It hurt to breath. Your head fuzzy and light headed.

Your only reaction, to call for an ambulance. Dialing the three numbers as you whimpered in pain you held onto your lungs. "911 what's your emergency?" "I cant breathe. It hurts so bad. Please help." "Are you by yourself?" "Yes. I need help please." "Ambulance, firemen, and police are on their way. Ambulance is 2 minutes out."

You didnt know if you had 2 minutes. "They can break the door down if I dont answer." That's all you said after collapsing.

Next thing you knew your door was busted off its hinges and you saw two paramedics. They were quick to transfer you to the ambulance, cutting through the four bras that held your chest.

It help get air to your lungs but it barely helped.

"We have a collapsed lung. ETA 2 minutes." The paramedic back there with you spoke to the walkie talkie.

Collapsed lung? Was that the harsh pop? God, was the bras that bad of an idea? All that was going through your mind was how you possibly could get worse. The instant you got into the trauma bay was way worse. With no time to numb you and your O2 stats dropping they had to cut between your ribs and shove a tube right next to your left lung. Draining air and excess blood blocking your lung from inflating. And before you knew it you were off to emergency surgery for getting a shard of bone out of your chest cavity.

The last thing you remember was counting down and falling asleep.

When you woke up your boyfriend was next to your bed, hands engulfing one of yours.

It looked like he had been crying before falling asleep on one of your legs. Taking your free hand through his hair you smiled lightly. "I'm sorry for all of this ram boy." He grunted lightly and moved his head back into your hand. His messy hair was thick and nearly matted. It made you wonder how long he's been sitting there. You loved him and felt so selfish for doing this to him.

"I cant believe I did all this and for what? To cause you and everyone pain? All because i couldnt afford a chest binder and deciding that I might as well try another way. I should have been safer huh?" You didnt expect an answer back. Just his quite snores.

"Yeah. Not really fuckin selfish more like kinda dumb. Your body doesnt show who the fuck you are (y/n). Your heart does. And your heart isnt say boy or girl. Its saying you are you. A person who uses pronouns they them. A person that love everyone and cares for their friends. A person who love me and jambo so deeply."

He took a breath.

"You normally are quite smart. Saving up for one would of been a better idea instead of doing such a stupid thing. Asking for my help. Because if I knew I would of helped. I would of found one just right for you. I would help you remember to take it off after 8 hours. Even would of found a way to make you feel more like you."

You could hear his heart break.

"But now you're here, four broken ribs, a healing lung, and stuck in the hospital for another week at least."

You felt so guilty. He was right. You should of told him. He would never have seen you like you saw yourself. He never cared about how you looked. He only cared for your heart.

Tears falling down your face you continued to massage his scalp. "I could of lost you. You are my rock. When I cant keep up my normal antics and feel like I'm at an all time low. You are there to pick me up." You had to stop the sob from coming up. "I'm just so happy youre alive." He looked up.

His red eyes were making your heart ache. "I wont do it again I promise. But I cant just ignore the feeling of dread whe. I look down and realize I present so much like a girl. I dont wa t to be one." Schaltt nodded and kissed the hand he was holding. "Then let me help you. I wont let this happen again. Just please. Come to me. Talk to me. I'm here like you are for me."

You gave a small nod.

This man knew his way to your heart. He was so sincere about this. "I will. But promise me you wont look down on me if I end up feeling like that." You just needed to make sure you knew he would never but you needed his words. "Mever sugarbabe. Never in my life have I looked down on you and never will."

God the week was long, him and the doctor explaining safe binding that you cant fully bind for at least 6-8 weeks. Schlatt telling you his reaction to finding your apartment swarmed with police and firemen and you no where to be seen.

He was practicing on saying happy birthday to you. But was cut off. "Happy birth-what the fuck?!" He was so concerned and even more so when you were in hospital.

When you did go home he helped you through the door, and watched you as you saw the small package on your couch.

Opening it you saw a chest binder. Specifically the one you were looking at. Looking over to schaltt with tears in your eyes you walked up and hugged him lightly minding the pain in your left side. This was the best gift.

The only gift you had been wanting for the past week or two. "Now you can be safe. But no binding till your doctor says so or I swear to god I will personally smite you down." You had to try so hard no to laugh or the pain would of been hell. Kissing his cheek you smiled.

"Of course schaltt. I will make sure to not wear it till I'm healed dont want to get blood on it ya know. Also it would hurt like a fucking bitch."

He chuckled and ruffled your hair. "Alright now go sit down. I'll get you some soup ya dork."

This was going to be a great time. That was until the pain fully came back. And then this is going to be a mediocre time.

Please pardon spelling errors. I havent proof read. And I am on mobile for almost all stories. But thank you so much for requesting this became something that I could write and it helped me alot. Now I might take a while for other things too and i apologize that's cause i am starting school soon. Also family issues. So yeah might take a bit. Dont know how long though. I'll try to keep them coming but if not you know I'm studying or helping my mom and grandma.

Eli out.

#jschlatt x reader #mcyt fluff #schlatt x reader #mcyt #mcyt schlatt #dsmp schlatt #schlatt fluff #schlatt #please bind safely #non binary #tw: body harm #tw: body dysphoria #tw: body dysmorphia

[lolibles]

oddly specific things i want to do with the genshin characters.

characters included: klee and albedo ft, kaeya, kazuha, venti, xiao, zhongli and hutao

klee and albedo: build a really big lego sculpture together. i feel like it’ll be really cute, like albedo wont be as critical and wont act as if its some elaborate experiment because klee is there. and klee being klee, would most likely try to eat a lego or like lose a piece by accident (just chaotic evil really). honestly i think it’ll just be a really fun and wholesome experience because albedo rarely spends much time with klee and she’d be ecstatic to be with albedo doing a puzzle. bonus: kaeya shows up to help when klee falls asleep :)

kazuha: MAKE A CHERRY PIE! or any pie for the matter. honestly i’m not even sure why but i want to make a pie with him. i feel like it would be such a fun thing, in one of his voice lines he mentioned liking any food that has been carefully made with love. so i mean pies aren’t the easiest thing to make (i think) and it would be such a cute experience to do it together (especially if its both of our first times)! i also think he would want to share the pie with like beidou and some other crew mates! so we’d go around offering slices to pie to people!! so wholesome,,,

venti: watch a bunch of studio ghibli movies with him. oh my god, movie night with venti? HELL YES. would probably arrange a charcuterie board, wine or literally any other snack! i feel like venti would appreciate a lot of the studio ghibli movies because of the whole aesthetic and the meaning of the movies. and yes we would probably cry together. even it its drunk tears, tears are still tears. bonus: sometimes xiao would show up to these movie nights and fall asleep probably, or he’d just show up and no one knows why.

xiao: go to an aquarium with him. i feel like xiao would really enjoy the aquarium, especially the area with the jellyfishes or the small aquatic animals. its relatively dark with the only light emitted from the animals itself. (where i am from) its pretty cold and honestly strangely comforting, its really pretty and i feel like xiao would feel a little more at peace. we wouldn’t need to talk much, and he would not mind listening to me rant about all kinds of things (idk i talk a lot). i think he’d find the aquarium quite serene so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i’d like to take him there! bonus: him being shy and embarrassed so he wouldn’t ask but he’d want to touch the fishes in the touching pond thingy

zhongli: okay this may be strange, but i took world history in school for three years and i really enjoyed learning about it. i love reading fiction books about ww1 and ww2! even if it is a pretty sensitive topic i would want to tell zhongli about the wars in our world. bring him to historical museums, show him movies/ books about it. its generally a really sad topic to speak on but its extremely fascinating! zhongli being himself i think he too would enjoy learning about it. he’s been alive for so long and he knows so much about HIS world. so i think he would like to know more about the world we live in. (also because out of everyone i think he’s most likely to be open to listen about the events) IM NOT SURE IF THIS IS WEIRD BUT OH WELL

hutao: PLAY A HORROR GAME WITH HER! imagine how fun and chaotic that would be, i’m not someone who gets scared from horror games that easily (creeped out probably but not the the extent of nightmares). i feel like it would be so chaotic, hutao might get jumped scared but she likes it, and even if it terrifies her she would always chose the worst way to play the game or purposely seek out the terror. we’d probably do it like at some weird hour in the night, and scream so loud. bonus: if zhongli was there he’d come into the room thinking we were dead or something. he’d stay for a bit but after one jumpscare he was OUT.

not sure where this came from, but i thought of it on the way to school on the train this morning! i will probably make this a series and i think its just a wholesome thing to write :) you can think of this as platonically or romantically (theres not much tho) let me know which characters you want me to write this for!!! ٩(˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)و my dms and asks are open! feel free to let me know if you enjoy this!!

#genshin #genshin impact #klee #albedo #kazuha #venti #zhongli #xiao #hutao #genshin headcanons #klee headcanons #albedo headcanons #kazuha headcanons #venti headcanons #zhongli headcanons #xiao headcanons #genshin imagines #albedo imagines #kazuha imagines #venti imagines #zhongli imagines #xiao imagines #hutao imagines #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #albedo x reader #zhongli x reader #hutao x reader #xiao x reader #lolible writes

[helianthus-tarot]

Pick-a-card: Signs that they are The One

What I meant by The One, is that person who you have the best chance to be in a successful healthy relationship with. You can have amazing relationships with more than one person, however the amount of effort and work might differ. I also encourage you to appreciate whoever you are with currently (or will be with) and keep your focus more on being the best partner you can be. I take all of my reading seriously (lol) but ultimately this is for entertainment.

That being said, I got several requests on The One so I decided to combine all in one reading. Also, I noticed that there are similarities between the piles, most piles have the element of change. This reading will answer:

Signs that they are The One

Their most noticeable quality

What you can do to get closer to union

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PILE 1

Signs: 2 of Wands, The Fool, Judgement, 10 of Pentacles

You might meet your person after you have made a big decision; to go on a new journey, to start a new thing, or relocate. This is big change for you, not the “I’m going to Shop A instead of Shop B today”, it’s more on the same level as graduation, changing career path, relocation, starting a business, going back to school etc. If it was not you moving into a new house, you might meet them during a travel to a place a bit far from home. The key here is that- whatever action you will be taking, it will be a symbolism of you leaving the old behind and seeking a better future; or moving closer to your soul’s calling. You will meet them at that point of life when something ends and another thing begins; these things serve your soul’s purpose. Your person will come in with the change, so their appearance in your life might signify a big change, an end to your past OR how you know your life to be.  

Interactions you will have with this person will cause you to go within, reflecting back on your past actions, ending things that are toxic and harmful (be it people, habits, mentality, etc). They might also trigger a desire in you to really embrace a new life. You will feel adventurous, looking forward to what you can experience in life, willing to try new things more than ever. There will definitely be a spiritual element in your interactions, whether or not you/they are spiritual. The interaction and exchange will nourish your soul, it will also make you feel more alive (brimming with excitement, or overwhelmed with emotions). It will make you see and discover yourself. The same effect might be experienced by your person.

This person will be secure and established. Either it’s their social standing, having their own community, their job and finance, their personality, or the way they show love and care; something about it will ooze security and stability. Since it’s 10 of Pentacles, I think it has a material connotation to it, so financial stability or abundance. You will feel safe with them. They will show dependability and commitment. They will feel like someone you can build something lasting with. They will have a positive effect on your mind, you might be able to think more clearly when you are around this person. If you are the type to over-think or worry a lot, being around them will feel soothing and calming, you will feel as if you don’t have to worry much or that you are not stuck anymore, instead you will feel ready to move forward and focus on solutions. Life challenges won’t deter or worry you as much as they did before.

You guys might also have a lot of conversations on how to build more stability in life. You will be planning, brainstorming, bouncing ideas off each other. So this might also be someone who you will have a work or business project with, or they will help you with yours.

You will be born anew. Your life will be changed.

Most noticeable quality: Priest

Their noticeable quality is their strong faith in something; it could be in the universe, it could in religion, it could be in their path, their passion, their principles and code, etc. I don’t feel like it’s religion, I’m getting more of a set of beliefs or moral principles that they stand for. You’ll see this in their behaviors, in what they talk about, in their opinions. Integrity. Walk-the-talk. It might also be surprising, like you won’t expect someone like them has a set of codes they follow. Easy example, imagine someone who is well-admired choosing to not lead someone on (even when they can and have ample opportunity to do so), because they believe it’s not the right thing to do.

This also tells me about their effect on you. I think they will help you with your soul’s purpose, intentionally or unintentionally. In a good way. You will be feeling closer to your truth, so you will be more joyful, more peaceful and more connected to yourself and the universe as a result. They could also be the kind of person who lives their soul’s purpose; they might be doing or want to do things that they are passionate about.

What you can do: Wheel of Fortune, Page of Cups

Eh… you just have to wait. Lol. I feel like it will come when the time is right. Remember I mentioned about how you might meet them when something is ending and another thing is starting? That might be something that is not in your control, or it might be facilitated by an external event a.k.a external event might be the thing that will push you to make that change.

There is still something we can take from the Wheel tho; go with the flow. So when an external event happens and requires you to change, do it, don’t resist, don’t hold onto the old ways. Of course you can think and learn about what you are getting yourself into before you make any kind of decision, but there is a message to trust in the universe and flow with it. Especially when something weird or unexpected happens, something big (since you got The Fool).

You can also learn to manage your emotions, especially in regard to your emotional response toward change. Maybe take it easy, try to be curious and lighthearted about it. Try to find little things in life to be joyful about while ‘waiting’ for the Wheel to turn and bring you closer to your person. You can also learn more about love; the healthy way to love someone and yourself, what is the healthy view of love, how you want to treat someone, etc. Learn anything that can help you be a good partner, to your partner and yourself. Prepare yourself to love someone. You can also envision how you want to love your person. 

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PILE 2

Signs: Wheel of Fortune Rx, 8 of Swords, 3 of Pentacles, The Tower

This has the same element as Pile 1, as in, you might meet this person when you are going through a big or sudden change; either it will be self-imposed or it will be an external event happening in your life triggering the change. You can check Pile 1 if you are attracted to it. Either way, this has a more resistant feeling. You might be resistant to the change, or even to your person lol. This might be someone who you won’t expect to appear in your life due to whatever reason. Their appearance might shock or surprise you which might be the reason why you will be resistant toward it; it might happen quite unexpectedly. Honestly, they might also feel this way toward you.

Weirdly enough I don’t feel like 8 of Swords is their energy. I think it is or will be your energy by the time you guys meet. Either you will have been in this energy even before you meet them, or you will be in this energy when you meet them. You might over-think or doubt that it’s them. But it is. It is the person that is destined to enter your life. You might feel like it is not happening at the right time, in the right place, or in the right way; but this doesn’t mean it isn’t right. It might also be related to work, with 3 of Pentacles. So a change in career or work project that you won’t expect. Honestly, they might also show up at your workplace suddenly, or you might suddenly be sent to go somewhere (to a program, an event, or a different branch etc and meet them there).  

Someone will make a proposal (not a marriage proposal) but someone will be offering something to another person and I’m feeling like it will be work related, nothing personal. It could be a collaboration, an invitation, a help, a suggestion, a network, etc. The receiver will be a bit hesitant or unreceptive toward it because like I said before it might be sudden/unexpected, it might also be that it will look too good to be true. I’m strongly feeling like your person will be the one who makes the proposal.

When you get to know this person and they share their life story with you, you will notice that they have been through some extreme things, or some massive changes. You will also recognize them by their ability to take care of themselves; something about them that gives off this impression. So it might be their nice clothes, the fact that they keep their shoes polished, the fact that they keep their hair trimmed nicely. Something that says ‘I take care of myself’. Despite their vibe, which we will talk in the next section.

Most noticeable quality: Destroyer

Lol. This is related to the previous section, since you got The Tower. Your person is intense. Sharp. Decisive. When they walk into a room, it will feel like they are pulling the energy around them. They are someone noticeable. You wont be able to ignore them. Fiery, blunt, impatient at times. Might be intimidating as well. Might have a strong or loud clear voice. This person changes things. They have low patience toward things that don’t work anymore. Their existence, their approach, when they interact with life; it’s like life itself changes, noticeably. And not for meaningless purpose, either. They might have this effect on you, in a sense that you will have to change something in your life after coming into contact with them.

Your person might also have a lot of control over change. It could be over their own life, and for some of you, it might also extend to the external environment. They might resist control, they don’t like to be controlled or be under someone else’s power. The thing about this type of people is that- they will either take themselves out of any system and go setting up their own venture (entrepreneur, artist, musician, freelancer, etc), or they will move to a position of power within an existing structure; anything that has a hierarchy, they will move to the top. Well, the unhealthy ones will probably be troublemakers, destroying and causing shit in people’s lives. But since we are talking about The One, I doubt they are like that. Maybe they used to be a troublemaker when they were a teen, who knows.

Your person doesn’t like to be stuck, or to stay in a shitty situation. They will want to find a solution and get done with it.

What you can do: 10 of Swords, Ace of Pentacles

Something needs to end in your life. If you are holding onto something, whatever it is, this is a message for you to let it go. It could be a relationship, it could be mentality, behaviors, past pain and wounds, fear and insecurity, a stage of life. If you have negative behavior patterns or habits, change them, put an end to them. You need to do this so that you will be ready to take on opportunities coming your way, so that it will be easier for you to start again on a more stable ground, so you can expand and create more abundance in your life.

If you are not holding onto anything, then you might simply have to wait for a new thing to come in, for the sun to rise again as it will bring in an opportunity. It will be related to establishing your stability. Depending on your age, it could be an opportunity to establish a stable foundation of your life, your career, your finance. An opportunity to expand and manifest more abundance in your life. While waiting for it, heal whatever is left to heal, make peace with your shadow, develop your intuition, and be ready to receive. Whatever has been causing you pain is about to end.

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PILE 3

Signs: 9 of Wands, Page of Cups, Ace of Cups, The World

Key sign that they are The One is that they are someone who learns from their experiences. Yes, many people do but not everyone can make profound and insightful conclusions about their experiences. Your person has this ‘philosophical and wise’ vibe to them, which might not be obvious right away. You will feel a contrast/duality from this person. They might come off as lighthearted and easy-going, but when you have a private conversation with them, you will notice that they do give thought to things around them. What they say will give you something to think about, something to learn.

They could have experienced a lot of struggles in life, who knows. But by the time you guys meet, they will have come to a point where they can look back to their past and actively choose to be at peace with it, learn as much as they can and look forward to the future. Not in a fiery “I’ll burn my past and move the fuck on,” kind of way lol; but more… watery. So Pisces, Cancer, also Libra, Scorpio.. could be, but Scorpios can be intense so I wouldn’t bet on it. There is also Sagittarius/Jupiter/9th house energy to this, Sagittarius rising perhaps. Someone who is resilient in the face of ups and downs in life, because they have experienced enough to understand the flow, the interconnectivity between them and the rest of the universe. Probably also someone who has made peace with their shadow. They will be spiritual, not necessarily religious. Emotionally mature. I know with Page of Cups, maturity probably should have been the last thing to appear in the reading. But with the combination of 9 of Wands and The World, I think this Page is just a front.

You will feel emotionally nourished by this person, being with them will have this calming and peaceful effect on you. The connection will not feel hard or intensely overwhelming. It will feel like coming home. You will become softer and more open with your vulnerability with them, especially if you are the type who tends to put up walls. They will ‘make’ you want to divulge your life story and secrets, opinions and philosophy. Their eyes might look deep as if they can see through your soul. Something about their eyes. I’m really feeling water signs here, could be water rising as well with Sagittarius or 9th house placements.

By the time you meet this person you might be feeling a bit pessimistic or tired of love connections, but being around them will make you want to try again. You will have a lot of philosophical talks together, exchanging views and why you see the world in a certain way. The exchange will not be pessimistic, this person will not feel pessimistic at all. They will feel wise, there’s a difference. They might come from a place that is far away; that requires air travel. It could be someone in a different state or it could be a foreigner from a different country. For some of you, this person might be from a European country. And white, or lighter skin color. Idk why I got it that specific.  

Basically, look out for someone who appears easy-going and kinda social (knowing or getting along with different people); but who is philosophical, understanding and wise once you get closer and have some private conversations with them. Your intuition will be able to sense that they have layers to them; as if they hold a different story from what they show to the world.

Most noticeable quality: Guide

This is simply an echo of the previous section. The oracle card supports the message of The World pretty well. So while your person can appear as if they have no problems in the world, or as if they just take it easy and flow through life, the most noticeable quality about this person is their wisdom. It can be felt in their words, their thoughts, their beliefs, the perspective they choose to take. It’s when they comment on, let’s say, an issue- like I said before, you will know that they think things through and that they feel deeply. Which might be contradictory to their usual lighthearted demeanor. 

Their friends circle might also go to them for advice, insights, or simply to feel understood. You’ll notice that they have people from all walks of life as acquaintances. For some of you, your person will actually be someone who has a lot of friends. For others of you, your person might have a lot of people around them but at the same time they will also look solitary.

Anyhow, although this is their most noticeable quality, I don’t think it will be obvious ha ha. It is something you will see only when you get close enough or spend enough time with them. They will have a spiritual effect on you; being in contact with them will impact your spirituality and your relationship with yourself/the universe.

What you can do: 7 of Wands, 6 of Swords

You need to stand strong in your beliefs and things you have chosen for yourself. If you still haven’t made a decision on who want you to be, what beliefs and values you want to have, what philosophy you want to hold, how you see yourself in relation to the rest of the world; you might want to go within and make some decisions, and you need to be ready to defend them. Hold onto your moral and life principles.

There is something you need to walk away from; it is something that does not serve your highest good anymore. If you have a limiting belief, replace that belief with what you want to believe (which also serves your highest good). That’s the feeling I’m getting. For some of you, if your current environment is toxic or makes you feel as if you need to constantly defend yourself; you might want to leave the environment and live somewhere else if possible. It might not be easy, it might be a mentally exhausting process; but better things will come.

Again, get clear about your values, beliefs, life purpose, self-image, etc. These might also come up in conversations you will have with your person. Your person might also trigger some pain and wounds, whether they realize it or not. It’s just a sign that you will need to further heal those wounds, that’s all.

If you are attracted to Pile 2, then one of these two piles is your actual pile, I don’t feel like it’s both. Pile 2 holds a different intense energy; it can’t be the same person.

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PILE 4

Signs: Death, 2 of Wands, Knight of Swords, Queen of Swords

I want to avoid talking about the same thing but Death wanted to come out. Pile 1, 2 and 3 all have the element of change lmao I guess we need to change before meeting The One. This one feels like Pluto meeting Mercury.  

One of the signs is that they will be cerebral/intellectual. I’m not sure why I feel like guys might argue or debate about some shit in your first conversation. Especially if you are cerebral as well, which I think you are. If you don’t feel connected to the air element, if you think you are not cerebral or opinionated, this might not be your pile so see if you can choose another one. Both of you will have strong opinions, and you might clash at first because of this. You will debate about something complex; if there would be a debate at all it wouldn’t be about one person walking too slow and the other person getting annoyed, it would be about something like ‘what things should change to eradicate/reduce poverty’, ‘whether potential parents should be evaluated before being allowed to have children’, ‘should you keep a private account from your marriage partner’. Controversial or complex topics.

Both of you will have been affected by some massive events in your life. This is something you will bond over, but this is also something that will cause that first clash (it will be influencing your responses). The massive event could be a trauma, death, bullying, accidents, betrayal, toxic relationships or any life-altering event. I think it’s you who will be heavily influenced by your past during the debate. Your person might be speaking from experience or from their observations of other people experience, either way- the topic will be personal to them but it might not appear like it at that time. They will have a more optimistic view, although they might be blunt. You will have a more realistic and dark view about it; which some people might consider pessimistic.

But you see, you might feel a bit frustrated, they might look frustrated, OR other people might think you guys are fighting. But both of you deep down will feel kinda… exhilarated? Intoxicated? by the debate. It will intrigue both of you. It will make both of you acknowledge and get curious about each other. They might make a point that you will deep down find reasonable, vice versa. Someone here will exceed expectations.

By the time you meet them, you both will still be figuring things out; about your life and where you want to go after this. So you might meet them at college or university, or early stage of your career. Sometimes they will look fearless, like a person who is ready to cut Death itself.  

Basically, you guys will connect intellectually. Right off the bat you guys might disagree with something but you will know they use their brain, and they will know you use your brain. They will be more careless though. It might need a little bit of work, but you guys are much more similar than what your initial debate might show. I don’t think you disagree with the what should be done, just the how you should approach it. If you have a tendency to be impatient toward bullshit, this person will be the same. No games, no mind reading, no beating around the bush with this person. Your attitude toward the past will be similar.

Most noticeable quality: Child, Eternal

This person is much more playful than how they appear at first. Don’t let their strong opinions and bluntness fool you. They can be a child; most of the time, in a good way, occasionally a bit annoyingly. It depends. They can be affectionate, teasing, and are probably much more sensitive than whatever ‘tough’ ‘cool’ image they show to the world. I’m getting Aries energy, Sagittarius, Gemini. I don’t know what stance or perspective they will take in the debate, but this person is actually hopeful and optimistic about life. It’s in their nature to want to move forward. They want things to go well without any complications, so they might react to this need by addressing problems as soon as possible. The type who will just ask what’s your problem when they feel like you are hiding something. This person might not want to take a heavy, Scorpionic approach to seeing things, whether or not they have experienced dark things in their life. They could have Scorpio in them, since we have Death here, but they will engage more with their cerebral side.

So if you have a heavy Scorpio/Pluto energy and you are used to talk about the dark shit, then that might be the reason why you clash at first. It’s not like they can’t see what you see, it’s just that, they might have this resistance to staying too long in the dark. Who knows, being with you might get them to get used to do so.  

What you can do: 6 of Swords, 9 of Pentacles

This one is more about self-love. 6 of Swords can talk about moving away and healing your pain, not carrying them with you. 9 of Pentacles can talk about enjoying the fruits of your labor, it is also a woman who is independent and pretty much takes care of herself. I’m not sensing heavy energy for you. It might simply loose ends that need to be tied up, residue of painful experience that needs to be removed, that’s all.

You might also want to pamper yourself. Or have some self-care activities, be it taking some time to do skincare while meditating, having a cup of tea while reading a book every Saturday morning, going on a date with yourself and get some ice-cream after a job well done. It’s up to you. But something that can help you feel better, and enjoy day-to-day life more. Try new things, such as new projects or hobbies if you want, say yes to invitations from friends (after the pandemic or in a small group lol). Honestly you might meet your person then.  

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PILE 5

Signs: 9 of Cups, The Star, 2 of Wands, Ace of Pentacles

You will meet them after either you or them have just gone through a heartbreak, most likely a break-up or a disastrous past relationship. The person who experiences the heartbreak will want to move away from the past, either by relocating or taking a different job; the change will be heavily influenced by the desire to move away from the heartbreak and the desire to focus on their own improvement/life. I’m feeling like this is most likely them, but it’s not weird if you mirror each other.  

Your person will be your dream comes true, or you will be theirs, or both. Almost feels like a ‘reward’ after hardship.

They will be emotionally mature and wise. Someone who has learned enough life lessons to share some of their wisdom with others. Could be older than you. But they will look emotionally grounded, warm, giving the impression that you can depend on them. I don’t feel like they are the type who will gush and fret over someone, busily taking care of someone else; they will simply look composed and stable. They might be reasonably private about their personal life, not everything we can share with everyone, but they wont have tough walls or exterior to crack.

When you meet them, they will be living their life purpose or building something which can help them get closer to their life purpose. This person will be working on a personal project; they will be starting something they can call theirs. It could be their own business, a new department, a new invention, etc. It will have a purpose of realizing their own vision, representing them as a person. When you look at their project, you can see their personality being reflected back. You might be in awe of them; how focused they are in realizing their ideas. It might also inspire you.

Honestly I can’t talk about financial stability when we only have Ace of Pentacles here, but this is a promise. When you look at them, you will think to yourself like ‘ah they will succeed’. That’s the impression they will leave on you. Even if their project turns out to be unsuccessful, with that personality and sense of direction, you know they can go far. They might not have everything yet (everything they want to manifest), but they are not a beginner either, so they will not give off that instability of an apprentice who is just starting or an entrepreneur who has nothing in their pocket.

Most noticeable quality: Visionary

You’ll notice them from their desire to make their dreams happen. They have dreams, vision, you name it; but they are not impractical. They will go out there and figure out how to make it happen. You will notice them from how focused they are on the future, and on building and bringing things into a reality. So they might talk a lot about the future; the next actions they want to take, things they want to do, whether they should implement this idea or that idea, or maybe they should go about it this way instead of that way, their observation of the market trends etc. There isn’t as much intensity in this pile in comparison to other piles, but there is definitely an element of ‘focused actions’ here. They might also have an ability to understand cause-and-effect; which might allow them to strategize their moves. Not surprised if they are also ambitious, not as penetrating or intense as Pile 2, but at least they will look ambitious to people who prefer a routine simple life.

They will also have some causes they believe in, like, social responsibility- they will want to contribute back to the community. But I’m not feeling it strongly so it might be underneath all of their goals and vision, and it might not be their main priority, just an extra wish. For example, let’s say you guys are having a conversation about the future and their goals and then they tell you that oh they are actually passionate and care about children with disabilities, and they want to help create a tool that can be convenient for those people, or they want to do something for those people once they get where they want to be in life. Just an example.

What you can do: Page of Wands, Knight of Pentacles

For those of you who have some big decisions to make, there is a message to follow the path that serves your highest good.

If you have a dream you want to make happen but you haven’t because you think it’s unrealistic, then, definitely reconsider. It might look unrealistic or you might feel shy and scared to try it, because maybe it’s different and ‘what will people say’, but you have Page of Wands here so definitely give it a shot. Of course don’t sacrifice your stability especially not right away, but try to look deeper into how you can make it successful. Knight of Pentacles can represent consistent and steady effort. Honestly this makes sense, because your person is the type who will go after their vision and try to make it happen; by doing the same thing in your life, you are actually matching their energy. Even if it doesn’t turn out to be successful, at least when you meet this person you can say that you had something you fought for, a dream you tried to materialize. That matters.  

For those who have figured out their journey and goals, keep going. Whatever you are doing or planning to do, keep at it. You might be trekking an uncharted path, your path might be different than people around you and success isn’t guaranteed, but hey you’ll never know unless you try.

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The time that Dick dragged Marinette and Damian to the police because damian was nice to someone.

The title is a bit of an over simplification but it got the most votes and i think its funny. This probably isn't what you were expecting but damian wasn't expecting it ether so here we go!

Part 2

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Damian was not having a good day. It had started out fine. He had gone to Wayne Enterprises to look over some paperwork and was planning on introducing his long time girlfriend to his family later that day. As he was headed back home he saw a flower shop, it had been a while since he had gotten marinette anything after work so he decided to stop and get her a bouquet.

He picked out a beautiful set of flowers, with lilys and some yellow flower he didn't know the name of.

But, as he was walking down the sidewalk toward his car a woman stopped him and said, "would you mind holding this for me? Just for a second?"

Now usually he would say no but marinette had been telling him he needed to be nicer to people so he said, "yes, just hurry."

He soon learned he should not have said that.

The woman handed him a bundle. Right before sprinting back to the flower shop and around the corner.

Damian's first though was 'well crap. This is a bundle of dr*gs isn't it?'

He carefully stated to unrap the bundle so he wouldn't disrupt what ever was in there. He didn't want any of it on him and he didn't want to touch any of it.

Well it wasn't dr*gs.

When he removed the blanket from the top of the bundle he found a face. The eyes were closed and the little pink mouth was open. Soft black hair was poking out from the edge of the blanket.

This was a baby.

He was just handed a baby on the sidewalk.

The baby was asleep.

He didn't know what to do. He couldn't process what just happened. So he did what any logical man would do. He walked to his car, and got in it. Then he realized he couldn't drive anywhere with the baby so he got out of the car and started walking back to his apartment.

He must have looked pretty strange walking down the street with flowers in one hand and a baby in the other. He was still wearing the suit from the office and he was a Wayne. As the youngest of the Wayne's and only blood son he was pretty recognizable by the public.

When he finally reached the apartment the first thing he said after walking in the door was, "Marinette I'm never going to be nice to anyone again."

"Why babe?" Marinette called from the kitchen where she was cooking something for dinner. "What's wrong? Oh you brought me flowers how kind!" She grabbed the flowers turning on her heal to go put them in some water.

"Mari, im sure what ever you are cooking will be great," he said, she knew that today was his day to cook but they would have to talk about her overworking herself later, "I need some help over here."

"Why? What happened........." she saw the baby but then put her head in her hand before saying, " Damian Wayne is that a baby?"

"It is and I don't know what to do, and we don't have milk or diapers, or clothes, or....... Marinette? Are you okay?"

"Just give me a minute, I wasn't expecting my boyfriend to come home with a baby today." She stood there for a second before shaking her head and looking back up at damian. "OK so we have a baby. I guess we should see if he or she needs to be changed before we go to the store."

"We don't have any diapers." Damien added helpfully.

Marinette took the baby and walked to the living room as she said, "okay so go to the kitchen and get a towel and while you are in there turn off the stove."

As damian looked for a towel he heard marinette yell from the other room, "its a girl!"

After the 'diaper' situation was taken care of the two of them just stared at each other and the baby between them. She had woken up. She had the biggest blue eyes ether of them had ever seen. She couldn't be more then a month or two old. But she wasn't crying. She just looked around.

"Okay, so," mari started, "how about you tell me how you acquired a baby girl, in the car to the store."

"Yeah, about that, um, you see I didn't have a car seat so I just kind of walked here from the flower shop."

"Of course you did. It's fine we can walk, ill hold the baby if you promise to carry all the stuff we buy."

"Deal." He could carry all the things they would need, plus it would give him a great excuse to show off.

"So.... are you going to tell me where you got this baby?"

"Well, pretty much i went to get you flowers and as I was leaving a lady asked me to hold something for her and I remembered how you told me to be nicer to people so I agreed and then she took off running and I saw the baby and brought her home."

"So a lady just handed you a baby and ran, dang. You are aware no one is going to believe you right?" Mari said still trying to process everything.

"Yes I'm aware. Anyway we can't keep calling her 'the baby' we have to give her a name."

"Any ideas?"

"Marry."

"Kate."

"Emma."

"We are not naming her emma. What about Adélie?"

"How about Martha?"

"After your grandmother? That would be a good middle name." She paused for a moment, "I know Gabrielle, Gabby for short."

"Gabrielle Martha Dupan-chang al Ghul Wayne, poor kid has such a long name." Damien laughed.

"We might not be able to keep her dames, then what?"

"First we are going to get clothes, diapers, clean blankets and some formula. Then we can go to the police and file a report for fear for the safety of a child. The fact that she was just handed to me on the street should be enough evidence, they should give us custody until everything goes through. In the mean time we can try to get approved to foster her and maybe even adopt."

"One step at a time."

By this point the two of them had reached the store. (Im imagining like a Walmart or Target type of store) They made a bee line for the baby section. Neither of them had any idea what to look for and they didn't want to call any more attention to themselves then they already had. After all this was Damian Wayne walking into a store with a girl no one knew, and a baby, who had a dish towel wrapped around her waist. Needless to say people were staring.

Marinette picked out three outfits, a pastel purple dress, a green onesie and a blue onesie. Then they got some bottles and pacifiers before heading over to the diaper section. Neither of them expected to see Dick Grayson-Wayne walk around the corner as they were trying to figure out how many diapers a baby really needed for a few days.

The shock on Dick's face was worth all the questions he was inevitably going to ask. First he looked at his brother, then marinette, then the baby products damian was holding, and finally the baby in marinette's arms. He closed his mouth that had been hanging open and nodded, walking over to the three of them.

"Im not going to ask about the dress," he said Indicating the baby clothes marinette had handed damian " or the girl, and frankly I'm too scared to ask about the baby, but are you still coming to dinner tonight?"

"We don't know yet." Obviously annoyed Damian looked between his brother and marinette, "we didn't expect to have a baby this morning, so the plan has changed."

"What do you mean you didn't expect to have a baby? If you're girlfriend is pregnant then you are going to have a baby! That's usually how that works. Honestly Damian!" Then he seemed to remember all the days of school Damian had missed because of Robin dutys, "oh no. Damian when you were in high school did you miss the class called-"

"Im going to stop you right there," Marinette finally cut in "um, you see this isn't, exactly,our baby."

"And to the police we go!" Dick said dragging them out of the store barely letting them pay for their stuff. When ever ether of them tried to speak he would shush them and say they should tell it to the judge.

Did he honestly think they had stolen a baby? Well, to be fair, that's pretty much what Bruce did to Jason soooo....... and he had just met marinette and didn't know what kind of person she was. But they were planning on going to the police after the store anyway so this actually worked out.

Once they arrived marinette went to the bathroom with Gabby to change her diaper and put on some of the clothes. Damian and Dick went to Commissioner Gordon so Damian could explain the situation.

Marinette walked in right as damian was finishing the story, " And Dick saw us in the picking out a bottle and he asked about the baby and when I told him she wasn't our he dragged us here."

"So what your telling me is that you want to keep the baby until and unless the parent or gardien comes forward?" Commissioner Gordon looked quite surprised, "Damien you are so young, you don't need a baby that isn't your responsibility, and what does your girlfriend think about all of this?"

"I agree with damian," the three men looked up at Marinette holding baby Gabrielle, they had been so caught up in their talk they hadn't noticed her walk in, "i know what foster care is like, one of my roommate was in the system and she barely mad it out alive, it's been years but she still has nightmares and calls me in the middle of the night. Ha," her laugh was humorless and cold, "we bonded over our trama. I wont let this sweet little girl go through that when I can stop it."

Dick had slight tears in his eyes he remembered life before Bruce adopted him. There weren't many good memories. "I think they should keep her. If anything goes wrong they have the whole family to help, and no one should have to wonder where they are going to sleep that night."

"If you all are that determined then i'll start the paperwork. But," he said stopping the smile that had started to form on the new parents faces, "you will both have to agree to give her up if we end up finding her legal gardien, before you officially adopt her. After you adopt her she is yours and no one can take her back."

Marinette and Damian hugged making sure not to squish Gabrielle. They went back to the store, while Dick told the rest of the family Damian and his girlfriend would be a little bit late, and they had a surprise for everyone.

Damian walked in front of marinette as they entered the house.

Alfred the butler was there to great them, "good evening Master Damian and you must be miss mar-" the shock on Alfred's face was evident as he stared at Damian's tiny girlfriend holding a baby's car seat. "Is-is that?"

"Alfred could you please tell my family to gather in the living room we will be up in my room until then so they won't see the 'surprise'." He put emphasis on the word 'surprise' gesturing at the car seat.

Alfred nodded and smiled mischievously. Damian lead marinette to his room were they left all the baby stuff. When you have a baby you have to travel with a ridiculous amount of stuff.

When Alfred came back to get them he started at the baby girl, "what is her name?" He asked softly so he wouldn't wake her.

"Gabrielle Martha dupan-chang al Ghul Wayne." Damian answered just as softly.

"How old is she?"

"We aren't sure, we when to the doctor earlier today after we finished at the store and he said she was about two months old."

Alfred looked quite confused but knew they would explain once they got to the living room with the rest of the family.

Damian walked in first to block marinette and the baby from his family's view. The room was packed, there was Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim, Cass, Stephanie, and Barbara, not to mention Selina Kyle Alfred and Duke. When they had said the WHOLE family wanted to meet Damien's girlfriend they ment the whole family. When Damien sat down and they saw Marinette and Gabrielle, and i am not exaggerating when I say, all hell broke lose.

In the chaos it was hard to hear what specific people were saying but someone said, "i knew it wasn't like you to want us to meet your girlfriend now it all makes sense!" And "Well Bruce, at least he knows about his kid." There was also lots of swearing probably by Jason. Tim chugged an entire pot of coffee. Only Bruce was silent. He started at the them and waited for the room to quiet down.

"Damien, would you like to explain yourself?"

"Well this is all marinette's fault if you think about it."

Marinette looked offended as she responded "it is not my fault! You were the one who took a random baby home!"

"YOU KIDDNAPED A BABY!!!" Jason cut in.

"I mean its kinda the opposite of kidnapping if you think about it."

"I did not kidnap Gabrielle, she was handed to me on the street and I didn't know what to do so I took her home."

"Oh my God!" At this point everyone was confused. "What do you mean she was handed to you on the street?"

"Well i was walking out of the flower shop and a lady came up to me and asked if I would hold something for her and I said yes, so she gave me something and took off running. I looked down and there was a baby. I took her home and then marinette and I went to the store to get her some stuff. That was when we saw Dick. When he found out Gabrielle wasn't our baby he took us to the police i explained everything to them and we are going to keep her until her guardians can be found. If they don't find anyone we are going to keep her."

"What a story." Tim said. "Well that clears that up let's eat."

They continued talking late into the night about all the things that would have to change. But all things considered it went pretty well.

When the little family got home marinette went through the blankets Gabrielle had been wrapped in and found a letter.

"Dear Mr. Wayne,

This is my daughter, I don't have the money to take care of her, please give her a good life I don't know what will happen if she is put in the foster care system and I don't want to think about it. If you decide to keep her I will sign over all parental rights to you, I just ask that you give her the life that I couldn't, and that you let me see her on holidays. My name is Amanda Jones you can find me if you want to or just let me be. tell her I love her but I couldn't keep her. I love her so much."

She would have to give this to the police in the morning. But for now she had to get some sleep before Gabrielle woke up.

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This took forever to write but here it is i hope everyone likes it and thank you to everyone who voted on the name for this. I'm not entirely happy with how it turned out but its not bad, and I don't think it's going to get any better.

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