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I want to write a story where the main charecter is one of those classic "Chosen one" archetypes. They were no one- shunned by their neighbors and abandoned by their people- then the former heros come along claiming that A is part of some grand prophecy.

They are taken to paradise - suddenly surrounded by friends and mentors - and for once in their life, they feel SEEN. But it also feels conditional - of course, they push those hesitations aside because they have a job to do in taking down BBG. They don't feel up to the task - who are they to take down BBG when they're some nobody who just so happens to be "gifted" by a God they don't believe in.

But what about when they finally meet BBG? Not in the middle of some battle - but heading back to their camp after the rest of their friends stay out partying - just saying they were tired and wanted to sleep. They run into BBG in the woods, which introduces themselves, and of course, A freaks out. But seeing BBG has no imminent incentive to hurt them, they hear them out.

The main villain wasn't born powerful. They were cunning, crafted, and forged an empire, They tell the hero this, their stories seeming all too similar.

"You're right, you know - you * aren't * some sort of secret weapon... you're just a kid. One who was targeted by these fallen heros and molded into what they wished themselves to be, you're smart, so im sure you've noticed it too.

How you always seem to be pushed towards what *they* want and expect of you

Do you really think that any of your so-called friends would even bother giving you the loose coins in their pouches if you weren't this divine chosen one? They don't care about you. They care about the person they imagine you to be, nothing more.

You're the sacrificial lamb to their agendas... be smarter than that - and don't be wasted down to some vessel they pump power into and discard once you've fulfilled your purpose"

"So that gives you three options- either you follow through with this and hope the friends you made in this short time, are as true as they present themselves to be, as if they'd pay you any mind if you were just **you** and not the chosen one

Or you could go home. You could throw in the towel and admit that this is more than you can handle - I assure you I wouldn't fault you for it- and neither should anyone else not ready to take the responsibility in your place

**Or**

You could join me.

All that power and training would be a waste to just go back to that miserable life you lived before, but with me? You will Forge your *own* destiny - not as some Chosen one - but as my right hand in the dawn of a new era"

The Villian was right - it wasn't a matter of the hero growing into what the "chosen one" was supposed to be. He could have easily been one of thousands, but here he had a chance to take fate by its reins and change the world for those thousands left behind.

"I don't expect you to choose right away - it's a lot I know - and you'd be seen as the new enemy to your friends. But you've been gifted. You have your past that shaped you, and you have the power and opportunity to demand change for the injustice these elites would rather sweep under the rug. It's easier to put one man's head on a pike than save millions from a system built against them from day one"

Anyway that's just a random dabble- but I'm very invested in the idea of the chosen one not just "getting over" their past. Knowing that fate could've just as easily picked someone else. They can either follow the "Heros" path their being nudged on, accept the new life at face value and maintain it with the condition that they prove useful enough in saving the world.

OR They can use the power they've gained and choose their own path, one far more uncertain but one that they have personal agenda in seeing played out. They've seen the suffering and know that killing BBG will just cause a rise to another.

AKA GIVE ME CUNNING HERO WHO REFUSES TO BE "BOUGHT IN" BY SUPERFICIAL FRIENDSHIPS AND LAVISH LIFESTYLES THAT HE WOULD HAVE BEEN DENIED HAD HE BEEN ANYONE ELSE.

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I'm refusing to watch past season 2 of Bungo Stray Dogs because this is my happy ending- it's done- no more.

In the mean time I apparently hate myself and watched Assasination Classroom- one of my favorites but my god they know how to tear out your heartstrings. I'm still thoroughly impressed they managed to make 28 students with pretty solid personalities and even gave the most background charecters moments to shine which felt natural and like they'd been there all along instead of just showing up as "plot dummies" in a way.

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I need this ice to melt.

I have free time, which I refuse to use on homework- so what do I do?? Start tackling my ever growing watch list.

I've already finished

Mob Psycho 100, Spy X Family, rewatched various episodes of Demon Slayer, and now I'm watching "Buddy Daddies" because I apparently adore found family stuff.

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Finally stopped crying post "Five feet apart"

and now I'm deciding between making Hot CoCo out of one of the 30 different kinds that my family received from various relatives as stocking staffers, OR making "Crystal Light" Peach Mango green tea mix I got for my birthday.

I'm thinking about playing animal crossing or if I want to rewatch "H20 Just Add Water" or "Mako Mermaids".

I'm pretty sure this is a testimony to the fact life is short, but you aren't gonna "live every day to the fullest" even if you tried. That also just sounds terrifying and like if you aren't making big moves/progress towards goals your wasting away. It's about just living- experiencing things, maybe from a while ago or for the first time. Just living in the moment knowing that there may or may not be more to come, but that shouldn't stop you from feeling at peace for now.

(Also whilst tagging love how there's seemingly no consensus on how to spell "Aesthetic" or am I just an idiot)

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Fun fact- I'm from Texas and right now it's been raining ice for the past 2 days straight, which of course means schools canceled.

But I'm a creature of habit, and without that structure I kind of waste away in my own world without feeling "productive". Without goals or things to do I very easily get bored or understimulated, which can easily lead to some pretty bad impulse decisions like almost spending 30 dollars on the new Pus in Boots movie instead of just waiting for it to get out of theaters and drop the price.

I knew I needed SOMETHING- and Netflix felt like a good choice, I usually adore competition shows like "Glow up" or "The Great British Baking Show". But those tend to spark a lot of inspiration, but I don't have the energy to do my makeup for hours or bake a cake, so I'd just get more frustrated.

So I watched "5 Feet Apart".

I've seen this movie before, right around when it first came out which both feels like forever ago and just last week. But it ended up being just what I needed, don't get me wrong I'm a clinical sucker for a happy ending, I'm the one in A03 that always double checks to get rid of "unhappy ending" tags in my searches.

Sometimes though- on cold days where you feel numb with nothing else to do- there's nothing better than a good cry with a "safe" tragedy. Because once you close that tab, it's over. The story, the actors fate, the circumstances were all fake.

But your emotions were real- and I think that's what's important and why these tragic love stories end up being such a hit.

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CONTEXT FOR AU-

My first AU because I'm incapable of creating my own OCs so I use DSMP characters- no I'm not in the fandom anymore I just love the dynamics

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Concept is SBI, Phil and Kristine both graduated Hogwarts as proud Gryffindor's. Kristine becoming a Healer at St.Mungos whilst Phil went on to become a head researcher for a classified project under the Ministry's "Department of Mysteries" (he's researching death)

They got married, and later had twin boys, Wilbur, who went on to become a charismatic and cunning Slytherin. And Techno, a star prodigy Ravenclaw and traveling Dueling champion.

Story follows the youngest son, Tommy, a bright rambunctious child with a inherently strong magic. Tommy of course is thrilled when his time finally arrives to be sorted into a house, until that joy gets bashed as the sorting hat decrees a loud "HUFFLEPUFF".

Hufflepuff. Of all things Tommy could be, not brave like his parents, or smart or cunning like his brothers. He's loyal- another way to say he's just a big pushover. Kind?? Anyone can be kind- and Tommy isn't one for sunshine and rainbows bullshit. To make matters worse he's sorted in with a emo looking Muggleborn boy who's got about a foot of height on him, and looks like he would pass away if Tommy so much as sneezed on him.

Safe to say Tommy's pissed- but he ignores his brothers and friends pity- he's gonna prove that stupid ancient wad of fabric wrong.

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So coming of age story of Tommy discovering himself and his identity outside his family, and finding out that being a Hufflepuff isn't all that bad.

Throw in family drama, new and old friends, a possible crush, and that same damm muggleborn becoming an annoyingly comforting presence.