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I think im funny sometimes- anyway- here’s some fan art for @behind-the-hoods papa

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Okay, so, this is @avatarstudios, but I want them to make the next avatar tv show about the second avatar. Wan's successor. The little air nation child that follows after him. I want that. I want to see Wan and Raava and the new avatar all being very confused and maybe the child freaking out a little bit because one day they're just a peaceful little monk minding their own business amidst this war going on, and the next they're in danger, life threatened, and they glow up and scare the bejesus out of everyone around them, and then they panic, cause "oh spirits, what just happened?!?!" And Wan is suddenly there, old, confused, trying to figure out why he's suddenly appeared in front of this child who is decidedly not from the spirit world; Raava isn't much help cause she didn't know she'd be moving on to a new person--let alone a new born baby--and have to watch that mortal thing grown into a person.

Idk, there's some kinks to it. I just want to watch the confusion and the learning curve and the mentor/apprentice relationship, the bonding, all that ooey-gooey sweetness. I just...I crave it.

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Injustice AU Part 2

Wonder Woman slams her fist on the table, glaring at Superman. She's sneering, as she has been for half an hour now.

"We have everything to gain from killing Bruce, while they have everything to lose! She is their greatest ally!"

Superman's eye twitches at that, at her crass and careless comment, and he has to remind himself that she doesn't know.

"And you failed to convince her of our purpose! We needed her, and she turned her back on us! Why do you continue to defend her?! She is the enemy!"

"She will not be a threat for long," is all he deigns to share.

Wonder Woman sits back in her chair at that, expression softening into surprise, then curiosity. "You do plan to kill her then?"

The others have long since left the meeting room to return to their assignments elsewhere. Wonder Woman is all who remains, having managed to bite her lip long enough to at least make sure this conversation was private.

Superman glares at her. "No."

She throws herself across the table in a fit of rage, hand on his throat. "Then what, pray tell, is your plan?!"

He shoves her off, and, to settle her anger, brings his hand gently across her cheek. "If you needed to know, I would tell you."

In a desperate plea, she brings her hands up to his own face, cupping his cheeks. "I need to know, Kal-El. Have I been anything but loyal to you? Why do you shut me out now?" She kisses him.

He does not return it.

Her tender eyes turn hostile once more, and she pushes him away. "Fine," she says as she leaves the room. "Keep your secrets."

He knows she won't let this go so easily, and that this is a conversation that will continue when next they meet. Until then, he tunes his ears to the one sound he can't seem to stop himself from seeking out.

The tiny beat plusing within Bruce's abdomin. He knows she's looking for a way to terminate the pregnacy. What she doesn't know is that he is preparing a room for her here, in the Fortress, where she won't be able to hurt herself or their child.

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Hi! I hope you're doing well in this new year ☺️

I adore your Capri fics but I have to admit that the Papa Makedon series is the one I revisit the most often.

Like, the Regent kidnapping young Laurent and leaving him at the border and then getting executed for murder? What a treat!

Makedon raising Laurent as his own? Love their relationship.

Damen courting and marrying Laurent, the way he wanted to in canon? I'm sobbing 😭🥰 THEY WERE SO CUTE, THE PROPOSAL AT KINGSMEET ENDED ME

Auguste being SO CLOSE to seeing Laurent but never close enough? This one had me screaming. I would love to know what Auguste's reaction would be upon realising Laurent's alive. And Laurent's reaction to him being the second Veretian prince.

And omg Vannes was at the wedding, did she connect the dots?!?!?!?!? And poor Hennike, I keep imagining she would stay alive long enough for Laurent to meet her 😭

I hope you won't get annoyed with me losing my mind over your older fic and think this is me trying to persuade you to write an update (I wouldn't be mad about it but it's not what I'm trying to do). It's just I've been under a lot of stress lately and Papa Makedon is sort of a comfort fic to me from time to time 🥺

You're very talented, I wish I was as good at writing as you are.

Well, I hope you have a great day and that my message didn't annoy you that much 😅

I got this just before I was about to go into work and I wanted to reply really fast, so I'll shape this up later to look all pretty and whatnot, but ooooh my gosh, I'm glad people are still holding out on my update for that, I have every intention of coming back to my stories, I just sort of fell off the writing wagon as it were 😭 and I went to work on the third part of Papa Makedon, but I HATED it, I had no idea what I was thinking with it or where I had planned on going with it, so I decided to scrap everything I had and start over, and I was SUPPOSED to start on that during christmas break, but my mom decided the house needed some diy renovating (it did, I don't even currently have a bedroom in my own home lol 🙃) so the writing got put off, so it's been more slow going, im hoping to start writing again once I've got a bedroom, but my room has four outlets that don't work so we gotta get an electrician, then I gotta paint and get furniture AND THEN I'll be back in a space that's all my own, and I'll feel comfortable once more and can finally start writing again, I adore you, my babes, i promise I haven't dropped a single one of my stories, I just haven't had the time or will to work on them, but they're still in my little notebook, and I carry it around in my backpack all the time just in case I get inspiration again, okay, running behind, gotta go, I love you guys ❤❤❤

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Okay so...I hate whatever the heck I was doing with A Foot in Both Kingdoms. Idk what I thought was happening, but it's all terrible. So during the christmas break, I'm going to start from scratch. I'm done promising you guys that I'll get things finished within a certain time period because I have proven I cannot keep those promises, but I will start on it at least.

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Hey, babes!! Excited to tell you I'm working on a part 1.5 for the Demigod AU. It's not a new part per se; it's the same timeframe just in Damen's point of view instead. Still, I think it'll spice up what's already been laid out, and maybe it'll inspire me to make a full-fledged story in the near future. 😁🤙

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Demigod AU I Never Got to do Anything With but May Continue Some Day

He takes aim, letting out a careful breath, then lets his arrow fly. The stag lets out a cry, falling over as death claims it, Laurent's arrow having flown true and hit its mark in the eye. A good kill, clean, quick.

"Well done, my son," his mother says, petting his long, golden hair.

Laurent beams up at her, happy to have pleased his mother in the gift she cherishes most. She moves forward, sandalled feet soft as a whisper as she glides over the forest floor. She hefts their kill over her shoulders, effortless, and leads Laurent back to her temple.

He and the priestesses live there, and they watch him, teach him, fawn over him. It's like having many older sisters, his mother once said. He should be proud to have so many.

His uncle comes by some times when his mother visits; mostly to teach Laurent instruments. He says Laurent has a divine singing voice, and little Laurent preens under the praise.

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Laurent never learns of his father; some man good at hunting his mother deemed would have seed fit to produce a child with. But that's where her interest ended. She'd wanted a child, had told him honestly but not unkindly that she'd prayed for a girl. But she didn't love Laurent less for who he is, for he is everything she could have wanted in a child.

So Laurent only ever knows of his 'sisters', his mother, and his uncle. And it remains this way for many years, well into Laurent's adolescence. And as he grows older, his mother visits less. His sisters say it is because he is grown now, and does not need the same careful guidance. It doesn't lessen the abandonment he feels. The loneliness. The isolation.

So Laurent hunts. Small kills to justify the need to go out more. He was taught to only kill out of necessity, not for sport.

It's on one such hunt that he feels his life took a drastic turn. A man, one he'd never seen in this forest before, is checking a trap for a rabbit, and holding his trophy by its ears.

Neck snapped, the man stands, tall as a giant and dark as the dirt, and Laurent feels his pale face flush.

Dark eyes catch his, staring stunned for all of a moment, before the man is moving towards him. Without much thought, other than for that of the safety of his home and sisters, Laurent lifts his bow and aims his arrow for the man, the threat clear. "Come no closer."

The man's lips quirk, but he stops. "You must not have heard of me."

Laurent frowns, glares. "I need not know who you are to put this arrow through your eye."

The man's smirk stays in place, and he looks amused at Laurent's show of aggression. "I'll warn you: that won't stop me."

Laurent bristles at the threat, but doesn't show the man how much he's affected him. "You are trespassing into territory protected by a goddess. This is your final warning."

"A goddess?" the man asks, looking intrigued. Gone with the teasing look, he glances about, though Laurent knows not what he hopes to find. "Which?"

Laurent's lips pinch. Why should he tell the intruder anything? He's only proven to be hostile and arrogant.

Bolts of lightning hit the ground before the two of them, knocking Laurent back and unbalancing the man across from him. Laurent gasps, getting his feet back beneath himself, the bluish moonglow of his heavenly skin returning with the vicinity of his-- "Mother."

Artemis stands before him, posture protective and spear in hand. She's adorned a war helm and leathers, her stags at her sides.

Across from her, Laurent sees a man who could only be Ares, his twisted smile and blood thirsty eyes locked with his mother's. "Long time, no see, Arty. You don't visit Olympus enough. The old man misses you."

Laurent sees the way he stands, broad shoulders protecting the man who'd been hunting in his mother's forest. He's frowning, rabbit forgotten, as he watches what unfolds between them. His skin glows a haunting red.

"Take your spawn and be gone, Ares. This land is sacred. I will not have it sullied by your kind."

That only seems to enrage the war god. "My kind?!"

He strikes with no further provocation, and Artemis manifests a shield, blocking the blow of Ares' greatsword. "Your chastidy is defiled! Your vows broken, Artemis! Your child is forfeit!"

Laurent flinches, holding his bow closer. The man cross from him looks just as surprised, and perhaps even a little betrayed. Laurent doesn't stay long enough, fleeing back to his home and away from the fight.

It's just as he's coming upon his mother's temple that he hesitates, thinking of what harm could come to his sisters. His mother wouldn't fall, but should Ares get around her, he could destroy their home and everyone within while looking for Laurent. So Laurent turns tail and heads for the alcove the nymphs call home.

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"Laurent? My son, Ares has left and taken his son with him. You can come out now," his mother says, speaking to his Laurel tree. A gift from his birth, from the nymphs. They'd called it a safe space; he hadn't known why until now.

So Laurent spreads the bark as the nymphs taught him, and peeks out. Sure enough, it is his mother, smiling kindly.

Except his mother doesn't give him that smile, not anymore. She wouldn't hold her hand out to him like a lost child, wouldn't lean down to his level in her towering, godly form. Laurent doesn't even have the glow of his skin that comes with the presence of his mother. So he wordlessly closes his bark, and whoever it is outside his tree makes an angry sound from deep within their throat.

A sound, like ripping paper and the tides during a storm. "I've found you, and if you do not come out of that tree, I will simply rip the tree from the ground by its roots."

Aphrodite. She can change her form, as the goddess of beauty. Men have all different tastes, why should she be confided to a single one? But little know that she can be worshipped in times of war, and that gives her powers unlike the love and pleasure she is known for. A different kind of passion. Bloodlust.

So Laurent prays to his mother, prays to Apollo, prays to Zues, that he will make it out of this alive, that his sisters are fine, that whatever has provoked the wrath of these gods will dissolve like snow in spring.

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My dudes. I was fiddling through my notes app to see what all I'd left there long forgotten, and at the veeeeery end, I found a story idea I'd fleshed out about Laurent and Damen both being demigods and my dudes, my guys, my babes, I cannot stress how much I forgot I loved that little story idea back when I wrote it. I'm pretty excited about that. I may tweak it out over the next couple days and post it here. It wouldn't be super long, and may or may not end on a cliffhanger, but I would still really love to share it with you guys.

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Hey babes, been a while, huh? So, I've been thinking about how I want to get back into the flow of things, and with that came my update on what all's been going on. And it's a lot. So I'm going to hit the big points and my pets, because they are my babies ❤

So, I got divorced, which was great. He's stolen my half of our last tax return he was required by our divorce agreement to give to me, and kept my stimulus checks, which is not great, and I will be taking him to court when my lawyer says the system isn't as slow as a snail on glue.

I've got myself a new boyfriend. He's...the best thing ever ❤ I don't wanna get too mushy on you guys, but imma marry that man ❤ We've been together for over a year now, and in that time we actually lost his mom...and that one still hurts me. She...didn't die in a pleasant way, and I hate that she won't get to see us get married or see her first grandbaby or any of the things she was so excited to see and do...😞

On a less depressing note, I got a lot of new pets. I got a job at the vet, and day four into my job, a couple of big ol' king shepherds came in; they were strays. (I theorize they came from a puppy mill.) Anyway, I adopted the female, and the male was sent to a shelter for german shepherds. Korra, that's what I named her, started getting fat not too long into my owning her. Or so I thought. A couple months later, I went from owning one dog to owning eleven. She had been pregnant and we were in major denial, lol. Anyway, the birth went well, all the babies were healthy, even the runt was doing good at first. She didn't end up making it, she was half the size of the others and some time into the second day, she stopped eating. Korra was sad when her baby died, but after about ten minutes of leaning over the runt protectively, she let me take her. I don't know if her instincts said it was best for the other puppies or what, but she eventually let it happen. After the eight weeks were up, and with the help of my childhood friend, we got all the puppies new homes. I kept one, named him Mikey. She and her parents kept a couple. She named her puppy Fonzie, and her parents named theirs Butch. All three get to go to the park on Sundays and play together. Korra doesn't go too often because she's protective of Mikey and we're working on that, but for now, she's too aggressive and by no means a small dog, so baby steps.

Edit: Captain passed away in November. It was particularly upsetting to me because he was sick before I left for Arizona for a few weeks, and I wasn't going to go if I thought he wasn't going to make it, but everyone insisted he'd be okay and that I should go. He didn't make it, and I hate that I didn't get to say goodbye...but he passed in his sleep at the vet, and he was on medication that kept most of his pain at bay...and that's probably all I could ask for...because they had called the day before asking if we wanted to have him put down, and we never got to make that decision...I feel like it was better that way...it always hurts more to have to put them down...Edit over.

My boyfriend and I also got a kitten. It's cute; he's never really had a pet of his own before and he's super excited about it. I wish I could describe to you the wonder and amazement on his face when he saw Victor use his litter box for the first time 😂 He just picked right up on it, and my boyfriend was so proud 🥰How we came about getting Victor is a little bit more depressing. Or stressful. I don't know; I'll tell you what happened and you can decided. His mom had a few cats, and Big Girl was pregnant. She had four little babies, one of them being Victor. I kept making jokes about wanting to keep him, but my boyfriend and mom were both adamant that I had more than enough pets--which is fair because I do, lol--anyway, they were hitting about seven or eight weeks old when my boyfriend and I were leaving one morning. He was taking me home before he went to work. He turned on the car and we heard a blood curdling screech from in the hood. I panicked and got out just in time to see a kitten run out from under the car dragging its front paw and trying to get away. I caught him and started panicking and crying because his paw was bleeding and I could see bone and I was just in a frenzie. My boyfriend had to get to work though--sometimes his work ethics are cute, sometimes they are frustrating 🙃--so I called my mom on the way to my house and told her what all had transpired and to have a crate ready because we were going to the vet. She called the vet to let them know ahead of time and when we got there, Victor was immediately taken back and examined. Long story short, the belt in the car had cut through two of his finger bones but the rest of the cut was superficial. They decided he would need surgery and sutures. We agreed, we paid, we prayed he lived through the surgery, and then we waited. Good news is that Sweet Baby lived, he barely had a limp despite almost losing his paw, he hated his sutures, and now he runs around and plays with Theo like nothing ever happened, lol. And my boyfriend just adores Victor, and it's very cute 🥰

Anyway, I couldn't stay at the vet because I kept getting sick and breaking out in hives and, turns out, I'm allergic to nearly everything under the sun except for foods and lizards 🙃 I decided to go into real estate like my mom instead, and I just finished up all my classes and am ready to go into the thick of it!! Wish me luck in that endeavor 😁👍

So anyway, I can't think of anything else at the moment. That's my life update--Oh! I got covid from my mom. My quarantine ended literally two days ago, but I only had a cough. That being said, I've been suffering from a sinus infection for well over a month now, and got my period in the middle of it all, so that was awful 🙃 But! All of this is to tell you that I'm hoping to get back into my writing soon, and can present you guys with all the things I never got to finish or would totally love to start!! 😁

There's no set date on when I think I'll have anything ready, but I'm hoping over the next month or so, I can put out the third part of the Papa Makedon series out. I also hope over the course of the week I can start looking at all the asks I'm sure tumblr never told me I had 🙃

Love you, babes!! I hope you all have kept safe and healthy, and I hope to get back with you soon 😁🤙

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Here's my sweet girl Korra with all her babies. I believe they were about a couple days old at that point.

And here's my Mikey, as a wee one and as a big boy ❤ He's turning one on August 3rd you guys~ 🥰

And here's little Victor (please excuse the food on his nose, I thought it was adorable, lol. I've just mostly got videos of him, and not too many pictures 😅)

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One thing that makes you successful as a writer but suffer as a person is when you get very good at writing how every character feels in any given situation, and I say that because when you lose someone you love in real life, you're not only feeling your pain, but the pain of everyone around you as well, and it prolongs the suffering...

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I'm very sorry for not replying to all your asks right now, babes. 😞 It's just...a little overwhelming? I'm taking it kinda one step at a time, but I want you all to know that I just saw them after manually going into my asks (I hadn't been notified about them, probably because I don't go into Tumblr too much anymore so the notifications were silenced), and I am so deeply touched by your worry and understanding. ❤ As I said, I'm safe and healthy, I hope and pray all of you are the same.

There's a lot of things I would like to say, and a lot of well wishes and hopeful words I'd love to share, but I don't even know where to start. We're all a little scared right now, we're all a little unsure and don't really know where the world is going or how this whole thing is going to change society and life as we know it. All we can do is hunker down and wait it out together.

I'll be back at some point. I'm trying to reach out on here more, especially during these uncertain times. Keep safe babes. The world is a scary place, but you aren't alone. ❤

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So hey I really hope your doing okay what with the whole world trying to implode this year and you being so quiet. But also please tell me you will be back at some point and will finish papa makedon series, it’s like my Christmas wish as I just adore it so much. I understand you need to take time for life and your well being but I really really do miss your writing. Again hope you are well and happy and hope your back soon. Xx

Hi nonny! I have been very quiet this year, and I deeply apologize for that. There's been...a great many things happening.

I do plan to finish everything that I've started, and the third part of Papa Makedon is half finished, actually. I didn't like where I was taking it so I didn't touch the story for a while, but I've found a better angle and I think I'm ready to start working on it again. (It most definitely won't be up by Christmas though. Sorry, my man. 😅)

But again, I am well and I will be returning with many overdue ends to many long awaiting stories and prompts, I'm just still not at a point in life I feel I could return to this just yet. I feel like it's reaching its apex though! Hopefully I'll be back by the time June rolls around, but that's really more of a guesstimate than any solid date.

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Just stopping by for another moment because I got worked up during a conversation.

Ladies, Gents, anyone feeling they could become a victim of sexual assault,

Scratch their face, claw at their eyes, shove your hand into their mouth and rip out their tongue. Take as much DNA evidence as you can carry under your nails and on your skin. If you survive, go to the police and report a person with a mangled face. They'll have a hard time walking around with damage like that, and harder still finding a good excuse for it--even more so if your story ends up on the news and becomes known.

Scar them as they have scarred you. Make them regret ever seeing you as a victim. Make them a monster on the outside as they are on the inside.

If you have to go down, go down fighting, and take as much of them with you as you can.

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Woooow, it's been a while. Hi, my babes!!

I'm not here long, just wanted everyone to know I'm still alive and still around--and so is this blog, lol. This is just a really long hiatus. I've had...a lot of different things going on, both good and bad. I'll be back eventually, and I'll come bearing the fruits of my time away. 😁

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I didn't realize the sun would be a problem when I decided to wear shorts this morning. But now my everything is sunburned and my knees are starting to swell. So that's fun.

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It's done, guys.

My baby sissy is a graduate of 2020 😭❤

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My sister was supposed to graduate last night, but the bottom fell out and they had to postpone to this morning which is taking up half my day. So my hope of getting two things posted has dwindled to just hoping I get the one thing posted tonight instead of the buttcrack of dawn tomorrow.