#‘she is overcome with zest for life’

[lokislittlesigyn]

Today is an absolutely Gorgeous day, just nice and warm and pleasant and goodness I want everyone to know that sometimes the world is really just!!! Lovely!!!!

[mintsuwu]

Almost done with the Family Headcanons LET´S GOOO

Hoppy Hopscotch

In the bustling town of Critterville, where every nook and cranny seemed to hold a tale of whimsy and wonder, lived a peculiar kangaroo named Krazyroo. With her head perpetually lost in the clouds of her own inventions and experiments, she was the local inventor, revered for her ingenuity yet often seen as an enigmatic figure by the townsfolk.

Krazyroo, with her penchant for solitude and her laboratory nestled on the outskirts near the Jolly Valley, was not one to mingle much with the denizens of Critterville. She preferred the company of her gadgets and gizmos to the chatter of the town square. Yet fate had a peculiar way of intervening in her solitary existence...

One day, as she trudged along the dusty path towards the supplies emporium, she encountered a lone bunny. The sight of the solitary child tugged at her heartstrings, though her reclusive nature initially resisted the urge to intervene. But to her surprise, the bunny persisted, following her every step with unwavering determination. At first, Krazyroo brushed off the peculiar encounter, attributing it to mere coincidence.

Yet as the days passed, the bunny, whom she later learned was named Hoppy Hopscotch, continued to shadow her every move. Despite her initial reluctance, Krazyroo found herself gradually warming up to the young bunny's infectious energy and irrepressible spirit. Eventually, Krazyroo relented and allowed Hoppy into her secluded abode, where the young bunny's boundless curiosity and enthusiasm breathed new life into the quiet corners of her laboratory.

Though Krazyroo professed her ineptitude with children, she couldn't deny the growing fondness she felt for Hoppy, whose presence brought a ray of sunshine into her solitary existence. As the days turned into weeks, Krazyroo began to recognize the potential in Hoppy's boundless energy, realizing that it could serve as a catalyst for her inventions. Together, they embarked on countless experiments, with Hoppy's zest for life complementing Krazyroo's meticulous craftsmanship.

However, amidst their newfound camaraderie, Krazyroo couldn't help but recognize the importance of Hoppy experiencing the joys of childhood beyond the confines of her laboratory. She understood that Hoppy needed to make friends and embrace the world outside their secluded haven.

Yet Hoppy, plagued by a deep-seated fear of separation stemming from the loss of her parents, initially balked at the prospect of venturing beyond Krazyroo's side. It was a hurdle that both Krazyroo and Hoppy had to overcome together, navigating the delicate balance between companionship and independence. Through patience, understanding, and unwavering support, Krazyroo gently encouraged Hoppy to step out of her comfort zone, assuring her that she would always have a place to call home amidst the adventures that awaited her.

And as Hoppy gradually spread her wings and forged new friendships in the bustling streets of Critterville, Krazyroo found solace in the knowledge that their bond, forged amidst the whirlwind of invention and companionship, would endure the test of time.

[chefgretamorrison]

GRETA MORRISON

Born under the glimmer of Hollywood's golden era, with a name inspired by screen legend Greta Garbo, Greta Morrison came from the lush comfort of her privileged upbringing to the rigorous kitchens of Le Cordon Bleu. She's traded opulence for the heat of the stove and the zest of innovation. As the soon-to-open La Boheme's heart and soul, she marries her passion for exquisite cuisine with a dash of rebellion. Amidst personal awakenings and culinary conquests, Greta wants to remain a steadfast in her commitment to authenticity, love, and the creation of unforgettable experiences. She aims to weave her own legacy in Covington, Georgia.

SELF

NICKNAMES: G, Chef G AGE: 40 BIRTHDAY: May 5, 1981 SEXUALITY: Lesbian GENDER: Cis Female PRONOUNS: She/Her PROFESSION: Owner & Chef of La Boheme (opening soon) LOCATION: Orchid Park, Covington, Georgia FACE CLAIM: Danielle Savre RACE/ETHNICITY: Caucasian NATIONALITY: American HEIGHT: 5'6" BUILD: Slender and fit HAIR: Blonde, often styled in a casually elegant manner EYE COLOR: Blue ALLERGIES: None, but has a peculiar dislike for cilantro DISORDERS: Mild anxiety FASHION: Rustic elegance combined with a touch of Southern charm. Blend of comfort with a hint of sophistication. Fitted blazers, soft flowing blouses, occasional statement piece like bold, patterned scarf. Earth tones and textures, leather boots and artisan jewelry that add personality to her ensembles. NERVOUS TICS: Taps her fingers rhythmically on surfaces when deep in thought HOBBIES: Antique shopping, especially culinary tool collecting INTERESTS: Sustainable farming, culinary history, poetry POSITIVE TRAITS: Creative, empathetic, ambitious NEGATIVE TRAITS: Impatient, self-critical, struggles to ask for help MBTI PERSONALITY: ENFJ (The Protagonist) ZODIAC CHART: Taurus Sun, Scorpio Moon, Virgo Rising CORE VALUES: Integrity in culinary creations, community engagement, sustainability PERSONAL CHALLENGES: Finding a balance between work and personal life, overcoming childhood neglect PERSONAL ACHIEVEMENTS: Establishing a successful culinary career independently, nurturing meaningful relationships, successfully breaking from her family’s traditional expectations to carve out her own path, creating a loving and chosen family LIFESTYLE: A blend of culinary innovation and quiet, quality time with loved ones QUIRKS: Small whisk tattoo on the side of her left ribs, bursts out French when cooking or overwhelmed or angry FUTURE ASPIRATIONS: To expand her culinary brand focusing on sustainable practices for fine cuisine, write a cookbook intertwining recipes and narratives, and share cooking tips online, reaching a wider audience with her culinary philosophy and skills.

FAMILY

MOTHER: Julien Morrison (deceased, was a socialite and philanthropist, with a fondness for old movie stars, which influenced the naming of her daughters) FATHER: Peter Morrison (successful businessman, often distant) CHILDREN: Step-daughter, Emilia Parish SIBLINGS: A younger sister named Katharine Morrison, after Katharine Hepburn. FIANCÉ: Laikyn Parrish, a novelist and the adoptive mother of Emilia

BIOGRAPHY

tw: cancer, death

From the opulence of her birthright to the culinary heights of Le Cordon Bleu in France, Greta Morrison was always a vivid canvas of what a life lived under privilege looked like. Born into a wealthy family, to Peter and Julien, Greta's early years were marked by the kind of advantages that most could only dream of.

Since she was a child, Greta had everything her heart could desire. A pony? Her father would make sure hers was the most prized and that she had the best instructors. The latest toy? She would have two, for the sake of never to worry about losing it. A trip to Disney World? Greta would be at the best hotel, with all at her disposal. She had everything, except what she truly desired—present parents.

Their wealth permitted them to provide the best tutors, and nannies, but nothing replaced that abandonment in her heart. Because their life was so busy, her dad with work and her mom as a socialite, Greta was rarely in their home in Georgia. Always traveling with them and the staff, or being sent away on her own. Her educational began at an all-girls boarding school in Switzerland, and Greta, having learned ways to get her parents attention, was never afraid to get herself into trouble. She quickly carved out a reputation for herself there.

The privileges that surrounded her seemed only to fuel her defiant spirit, and Greta never shied away from pushing boundaries. Troublesome incidents and clashes with authority figures peppered her adolescence, all that deviated from what her mother had expected her privileged upbringing to be. The structured environment of the boarding school struggled to contain her free spirit, and Greta's endeavors became a defining feature of her youth.

Around that same time, Greta grappled with the exploration of her own sexuality. It was during these formative years that she first began to realize and understand her attraction to women, thought it wasn’t until many years later that she began identifying herself as a lesbian—as the conservative environment of the boarding school provided no sanctuary for such self-discovery.

After graduation, Greta took a gap year to travel Europe and that’s when the culinary world beckoned, which Greta answered the call with gusto. Her culinary adventurous in Europe took her to the laps of many women, which she greatly appreciated the mixture. Beautiful women and excellent food were Greta’s kryptonite. It wasn’t until later into her gap year, unsure what to do with her life still, that her path crossed with Marie DuPaul, a lover much older than her, who managed to get Greta a spot to study in the prestigious Le Cordon Bleu in France.

Her time there broadened not only her palate but also her appreciation for love and romance. She learned with the French that any woman could be romanced by their stomachs, if cooked the right food.

Greta's culinary prowess and insatiable curiosity for the world led her to work under the best chefs in Paris, where she honed her skills and refined her craft, aside from working her ass off. For almost a decade, she wandered far from her country, embracing the world as her home instead. Yet, despite the allure of exotic locales, her roots remained tethered to the small town of Covington, Georgia.

Tragedy struck when her mother became sick with cancer, pulling Greta back to her home. Reluctantly, she left her work, her friends and a few lovers and returned to the States. Her arrival felt more like a bittersweet farewell, as her mother's passing cast a somber shadow over the reunion. The anchor of her family, the very force that had nurtured her extraordinary spirit, was gone, leaving Greta adrift in a sea of grief.

Five years later, Greta finds herself at a crossroads, ready to embark on the journey she promised herself she would undertake – building her own fine cuisine restaurant in her hometown. The years, and her hard work in kitchens all over, taught her to be more humble and less entitled, but she’s still the same stubborn girl she was when she first left Covington.

Since last October she's been engaged with Laikyn Parrish. They moved in together quickly when they started dating, and they've been like that for around three years. Lake and her met through Greta's younger sister and Lake's daughter, who happened to be best friends and in the same cheering squad together—the one Lake coaches. They did a whole plan to get Greta and Lake together, parent trap style, and even though it almost went sideways a first, it worked out in the end. Greta is head over heals for Lake, she'll do anything for her woman. From bringing her midnight snacks when she's writing up her next novel to praising and supporting every single endeavor she joins in.

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[ladyhoneydee]

30 Day Song(fic) Challenge: Day 2

I really thought I was going to fail this challenge on Day 2 when my creative juices ran out this afternoon, but I had a midnight rush to the finish line, so here I am! It's before midnight somewhere, right?

Today’s fic for my homebrew Song(fic) Challenge is for the prompt “a song that makes you smile no matter what”. I went for a more recent edition to my musical repertoire: "Mellow" by Keina Suda--which you may know better as the OP from the summer 2023 anime "Skip to Loafer"! The dance in the original OP always got me smiling when watching the anime, and so the song does too. And when I looked at the English lyrics for the first time today, I just knew that it had to be SkSw zelink.

Blue and Yellow

Game: Skyward Sword, both pre- and post-canon

Pairing: Zelink

Word Count: 1271

Keywords: healing, love realization, fluff

He knew, suddenly, that he was in love. So deeply in love that his heart might overflow with it, that his feelings might splash all over the bank of Lake Floria and mix with its cerulean currents in a proliferation of life. In the warmest of blues.

Read the fic on Ao3 or under the cut!

The first time Link met Zelda, he had thought she was completely yellow. From behind—to his four-year-old eyes—the blonde of her hair was the same shade as her buttercup-colored dress. And then she’d turned around, and he’d been blinded by the golden sunshine of her smile. It wasn’t until he’d gone home to his parents that he recalled through the starburst afterimages her beaming grin had left in his vision that her skin was peachy, like his, and her eyes were blue. Still, when he looked at her, all he saw was gold. 

The year he’d turned eight—overlapping with his best friend for a glorious three months—everything changed. The adults told him it was the flu, but the flu had never stolen almost one person from every house before. One from Zelda’s. And two from his. 

The world had gone cold. The loss of his parents left him achy and tired; the placement in Fledge’s house with his two surviving parents and older siblings and pet remlit—why did Fledge get to keep all of them? it wasn’t fair—sharpened the few words he did speak like a knife, until he stopped using them at all. Even when he went to Zelda, seeking the yellow warmth of her zest for life, she had turned blue too. She had no smile to bestow upon him. She had no words that could help him, either. And so the children that had always chattered brightly sat together in gloaming indigo silence. 

He couldn’t pinpoint the moment the colors began to shift. At one point, Zelda was overcome with the red of anger, and he’d never been so scared for her before. He himself fought daily against the choking haze of emerald envy. But as months passed, and then years, all the colors began to lighten to a bearable pastel, shot through with that long-missed yellow. 

Laughter began to break through the silence again. Zelda’s first, and the sound had been so shocking that the impact of it against his eardrums sent him physically staggering back. And his own followed a moment later, swooping from his throat like a loftwing. He’d thought it would be raspy and strangled, but it was the same as always, and the surprise on his face made ten-year-old Zelda point and laugh, and he found himself—as always—tumbling after her. 

He always stayed a little more blue and green than she did. She always beamed more yellow and pinkish-red than he would ever muster. But, as Groselle once explained in an art class—their different colors were still complementary. And Zelda always reminded him of the beautiful things that were blue, too: the lake they splashed in during the hottest days; the berries they stole from the bushes near the pumpkin patches; the beetles he dared her to lick; the open sky they soared in side-by-side. 

He came to accept his blue, and the way it made the yellow he felt in her company feel even brighter. 

Of course, he didn’t have that much time to bask in it. The tornado. The quest. His introduction to the world of red red red at last, through the blood he spilled and the blood he lost and the blood-boiling rage he felt when Ghirahim dared threaten her. 

When it was all over, they’d switched places. Zelda was once again a mottled blue, bruised from the loss of another beloved companion and protector, no matter how she tried to hide it under feigned interest in the Surface. Link was still stained all over with the red he pushed away and clung to in turn. Once again, they clutched one another in silence, hands grasping for the other’s shirts and hands and memories. 

Until, one day, they began to talk. 

“Can you wash the knife? I don’t feel comfortable holding it, after…everything.”

“Of course I can, Link. Is it…because of what you went through? The violence?”

“...no. It’s… No blade feels right in my hand, anymore. They’re not Fi.”

A comforting touch on his shoulder, despite the wetness of her palm that soaked his simple shirt. “She’ll make her way back to you someday. Even if it’s in the far future.”

And he knew she would. Demise’s curse would make sure of that. They would be stuck repeating these fleeting moments of joy within an immense future of heartache. And yet…

Just like they had when Link was a child, the colors began to lighten, and the skies began to brighten. His red washed through with the familiar blue more and more, but he found he preferred it. Anger had made him strong, once, when he needed to be little more than an extension of his blade—but now, he wanted to accept his weakness. Now that he had someone by his side once more to help hold him up when his knees buckled, and would allow him to steady her in return. 

Springtime on the Surface was bright sun, strong breeze, the sound of birds. He’d woken that morning to a note on the pillow beside him. 

Come find me, sleepyhead! You get one hint: the true blue banks.

He trekked to the shores of Lake Floria with an endeared, indulgent smile on his face, and some pastries brought down from Piper’s restaurant in his satchel. The air was warmer here, with the heat sink of the waters having kept the weather in the area more mild, and he lifted the simple knitted cap—his best work was still ugly as a bokoblin’s mug, but Zelda had been so excited for him upon its completion that he smiled every time he grabbed it from their hat rack—he’d taken to wearing on cold days off of his head and stuffed it into his satchel as well. His hair immediately blew into his face. Unlike frustrations of flights long-past when he’d just started learning, the distraction was amusing and nostalgic to him now.

He turned the corner. And there she stood.

Yellow. In the sunlight in her spun-gold hair. In the open curiosity of her gaze as she gently fingered the petals of a freshly-blossomed flower. In the sundress she wore, so like the one he’d met her in. In the bright, peaceful happiness illuminating her like a dandelion halo. 

For a moment, it was all he could do to stand there and stare at her. He’d always known she was beautiful, inside and out, but there was something about her hair in the wind, free as a bird…the perfect curve of her pink lips…the curve of her upturned face as she sought the warmth of the sun…

Oh.

He knew, suddenly, that he was in love. So deeply in love that his heart might overflow with it, that his feelings might splash all over the bank of Lake Floria and mix with its cerulean currents in a proliferation of life. In the warmest of blues. 

He called her name—her name, not the hand-me-down from the goddess of their people—and she turned, smile overtaking her whole face. She waved excitedly, and began to call a greeting.

But he was racing across the clearing already, springing haphazardly over patches of flowers in his way so he and Zelda could admire them later, thudding heart like a loftwing’s wingbeats in his throat. He opened his arms so she could see what was coming—he saw her widened eyes curve into affectionate half-moons and her own arms raise—

And he crashed into her embrace, feeling a soul-rending rightness like never before as her warmth encompassed his entire being.

They were the sun and the sky. 

“Good morning,” he whispered. “I love you.”

[enivousflaws]

✨Character Intros✨

Name: Tianna Age: 18 Gender: Female Date of Birth: October 12th

Introduction: Meet Tianna, an 18-year-old girl who radiates warmth and kindness wherever she goes. Born on a crisp autumn day, Tianna embodies the spirit of the season with her vibrant personality and colorful outlook on life.

Appearance: Tianna has a captivating presence that draws people in. With her flowing, hair that cascades down her back and gentle grey eyes that sparkle with curiosity, she possesses a natural beauty that is both captivating and approachable. Standing at an average height, her slender figure is complemented by her graceful movements, which exude an air of quiet confidence.

Personality: Beneath Tianna's enchanting exterior lies a heart bursting with compassion and empathy. She is a true nurturer, always ready to lend a helping hand or a listening ear to those in need. Her genuine concern for others is evident in the way she actively seeks out opportunities to make a positive difference in the lives of those around her. Whether it's volunteering at a local charity or simply offering a kind word to a stranger, Tianna believes in the power of small acts of kindness.

Tianna's warmth extends to her friendships as well. She is known for her unwavering loyalty and unwavering support, always standing by her loved ones through thick and thin. Her nurturing nature makes her an excellent confidante, and her ability to provide comfort and understanding in times of distress is a testament to her genuine and caring personality.

Despite her gentle nature, Tianna possesses a quiet strength that allows her to overcome challenges with resilience and determination. She approaches life with a sense of optimism and a belief in the inherent goodness of people, making her an inspiration to those around her.

In a world that can sometimes feel cold and disconnected, Tianna serves as a beacon of warmth and compassion, reminding us all of the power of kindness and the beauty that lies within each of us.

Name: Sasha Age: 18 Gender: Female Date of Birth: July 12th

Introduction: Meet Sasha, a vibrant and spirited 18-year-old girl who exudes an aura of charm and curiosity.

Appearance: With her dark,  hair cascading down her shoulders and her expressive black eyes, Sasha possesses an undeniable beauty that captivates those around her.

Personality: Born on a warm summer day, she carries the essence of sunshine wherever she goes, radiating warmth and positivity in every interaction. Sasha's personality is as captivating as her appearance, as she is known for her infectious laughter and bubbly nature. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious, and she embraces every opportunity to explore new adventures and make lasting memories. 

Despite her youthful exuberance, Sasha possesses a remarkable level of maturity and wisdom, often offering insightful advice to her friends and loved ones. Her compassionate nature shines through in her interactions, as she goes out of her way to make others feel valued and appreciated. Sasha's genuine kindness and empathetic heart make her a beloved member of any community she is a part of. With a zest for life and a magnetic personality, Sasha is undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with, leaving an indelible mark on the lives of all those fortunate enough to cross her path.

Name: Astrid Age: 18 Gender: Female Date of Birth: May 5th

Introduction: Meet Astrid, a 18-year-old girl with a vibrant personality and a unique sense of style. Born on May 5th, she exudes an air of confidence and curiosity that draws people towards her. 

Appearance: Astrid has a striking appearance, with long flowing locks of fiery brown hair that cascade down to her neck , framing her light brown complexion. Her piercing light brown eyes seem to hold a mischievous twinkle, hinting at the adventurous spirit that lies within her.

Personality: Astrid's personality is as vibrant as her appearance. She is known for her infectious laughter and her ability to find joy in the simplest of things. Optimistic and adventurous, she is always seeking new experiences and opportunities to expand her horizons. Astrid has a free-spirited nature and a love for all things creative. She is often found with a sketchbook in hand, capturing the beauty she sees in the world around her.

Underneath her outgoing and adventurous nature, Astrid possesses a compassionate heart. She is always there to lend a listening ear, offering support and encouragement to those in need. Astrid's friends rely on her for her unwavering loyalty and her ability to bring a smile to their faces even on the gloomiest of days.

In her free time, Astrid can be found exploring the outdoors, whether it's hiking through lush forests or stargazing beneath a starlit sky. She has an insatiable thirst for knowledge and loves to immerse herself in books that transport her to different worlds and ignite her imagination.

Astrid's zest for life and her genuine kindness make her a cherished friend to those who know her. With her infectious energy and adventurous spirit, she is ready to embark on new journeys and create lasting memories.

Name: Kara Age: 19 Gender: Female Date of Birth: September 12th

Introduction: Meet Kara, a spirited tomboy with a zest for life. At 19 years old, she exudes an aura of confidence that is both captivating and contagious. 

Appearance: With her wild, untamed hair and mischievous grin, Kara's appearance reflects her free-spirited nature. Her hazel eyes sparkle with curiosity, always seeking the next adventure.

Personality: Kara is a force to be reckoned with. Fearless and bold, she embraces challenges head-on, never shying away from getting her hands dirty. She possesses a natural athleticism, often seen climbing trees or engaging in friendly competitions with her friends. Kara's enthusiasm for life is infectious, and she has an uncanny ability to bring out the adventurous side in those around her.

While she may possess a tomboyish exterior, Kara's heart is warm and compassionate. She cares deeply for her friends and family, always willing to lend a helping hand. Beneath her rough-and-tumble demeanor, she harbors a sensitive side that she often keeps hidden, revealing it only to those closest to her.

Kara is a girl who refuses to be confined by societal expectations. She challenges the status quo, embracing her uniqueness and encouraging others to do the same. With her unwavering spirit and determination, she is destined to leave her mark on the world, proving that being true to oneself is the greatest adventure of all.

Name: Amber Age: 19 Gender: Female Date of Birth: June 13th

Introduction: Amber is a vibrant and confident city girl, always ready to take on new adventures. With her sparkling personality and infectious energy, she lights up any room she enters. Born on a sunny June day, Amber's warm and friendly nature reflects the brightness of her birth month.

Appearance: In terms of appearance, Amber has luscious black hair that cascades down, framing her heart-shaped face. Her almond-shaped blue eyes twinkle with curiosity and a hint of mischief. Standing at an average height with a fit and athletic build, she exudes an aura of strength and determination.

Personality: Amber's personality is a delightful mix of spontaneity and ambition. She is known for her go-getter attitude and her never-ending thirst for knowledge. Always up for a challenge, she thrives on pushing herself outside of her comfort zone, embracing new experiences with open arms. Amber is fiercely independent, yet she never hesitates to lend a helping hand to those in need.

Despite being a city girl through and through, Amber has a deep appreciation for nature. She finds solace in the tranquility of green spaces, often seeking refuge from the bustling city streets in parks and gardens. This connection to nature fuels her creativity and serves as a reminder of the importance of balance in life.

Amber's enthusiasm for life is contagious, and she effortlessly brings people together with her magnetic charm. Whether it's organizing a weekend getaway with friends or spearheading a community project, she is always the catalyst for positive change and unity. Her genuine interest in others and her ability to empathize make her an exceptional listener and a trusted friend.

In her free time, Amber enjoys exploring new restaurants and cafes, immersing herself in art galleries and museums, and indulging in various outdoor activities such as hiking and biking. She believes in embracing every opportunity that comes her way, living life to the fullest, and leaving a lasting impression wherever she goes.

Name: Siena Age: 19 Gender: Female Date of Birth: December 10th

Introduction: Meet Siena, a quiet and introspective girl who exudes an air of mystery. At 18 years old, she possesses a depth beyond her years and has an enchanting presence that draws people in. Siena was born on December 10th, a date that seems to have bestowed upon her a touch of magic.

Appearance: With her striking features and ethereal beauty, Siena captivates those around her. Her short, curly chestnut hair, framing her delicate face. Her mesmerizing light brown eyes, reminiscent of the lush sunsets, hold a glimmer of curiosity and wisdom. Standing at an average height, Siena carries herself with grace and poise, often dressed in flowing, earth-toned attire that reflects her connection with nature.

Personality: Siena's quiet demeanor often leads others to perceive her as shy or reserved. However, those who take the time to truly know her discover a world of depth and complexity hidden beneath her calm exterior. She is a deep thinker, always observing her surroundings and pondering the mysteries of life. Siena has a gentle and empathetic nature, always willing to listen and provide comfort to those in need.

Her love for solitude and introspection often leads her to seek solace in nature, finding peace and inspiration in its tranquil beauty. Siena possesses a profound connection with the natural world, and her affinity for it is evident in her actions and choices. She has a soft spot for animals and can often be found caring for injured creatures or feeding stray cats in her neighborhood.

Siena's artistic soul finds expression through her love for painting and writing. She has a keen eye for capturing the beauty of the world around her through her brushstrokes, and her words have a way of touching the hearts of those who read them. Her creations are often a reflection of her innermost thoughts and emotions, offering glimpses into her mysterious world.

While Siena may be reserved, her quiet strength and resilience shine through when faced with challenges. She possesses a strong sense of self and is unafraid to stand up for what she believes in. Siena's calm and composed nature often serves as a grounding force for those around her, providing a sense of stability and reassurance.

In a world that often values extroversion and noise, Siena stands out as a beacon of tranquility and introspection. Her quiet presence is a reminder to slow down, appreciate the beauty of the world, and listen to the whispers of our own hearts.

P.S. I DON’T OWN THE ART COULDN’T FIND THE ORIGINAL CREATORS......

[angelasscribbles]

Bad Romance Epilogue 3: Max

Series: Bad Romance

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings for series: Riley x Liam, Liam x Max, Riley x Max, Riley x Drake, Riley x Rashad

Paring this chapter: Riley x Max, Liam x Max

Rating: MA

Warnings for this chapter: None

Word Count: 1,091

My other stuff: Master List.

He’d been low key in love with Liam since about puberty, maybe a little before even. But they were friends and Liam seemed to prefer girls and even if that hadn’t been the case, he had to marry one, didn’t he? What was the point?

So, he’d kept those feelings to himself, put them to one side and moved on with his life. Not that his life had been a hardship. Maxwell Beaumont sailed through life with a superior sense of humor, a zest for living, and a love of fun. Men, women, dancing, wild parties, drinking, experimenting with drugs, name a vice and he’d at least tried it. How else would he find out what he liked?

He was the younger son of a wealthy and prosperous house. All of the privilege with none of the responsibilities. He’d grown up in the shadow of his older brother and his brother’s best friend, the crown prince. Over the top parties were the norm. Gorgeous women, and men, in and out at all hours was expected.

Bertrand, perhaps in an attempt to make up for their missing parents, had indulged Maxwell’s whims. Top shelf alcohol, high tech toys, jet skis, four wheelers, dirt bikes and elegant sports cars that cost more than most people’s houses were commonplace.

Membership in exclusive clubs, vacations to exotic locales, attendance at red carpet events were just his everyday social obligations. Excess was normal and rubbing elbows with royalty was just another Tuesday.

Someone with a different personality might have come out spoiled, entitled, jaded, bored even. But Max had been born with an innate goodness, an accommodating disposition and a desire to see everyone around him happy. He’d had everything handed to him on a silver platter, but he seemed to instinctually understand that none of it was meaningful.

She was meaningful. She’d captivated his attention from the beginning. She’d stolen his heart inside of a week. Her need for him had brought meaning into his otherwise pointless existence.

All he’d had to do was love her unconditionally and she had come back to him time and time again, like a boomerang. She had been volatile back then, but he had understood it was a reaction to the pain and hurt she had suffered, and he had resolved not to let her push him away no matter what.

He had been her safe place and she had been his happy place. He was still her safe place, after all these years and she was still his happy place.

She’d made him her official personal assistant and advisor, giving him a purpose, a role and a permanent spot in her life. Giving him a plausible reason to always be around.

And she’d given him Liam. A man he’d desired, then resented, then loved.

Within a week of that first encounter between the three of them, he’d practically moved into the royal suite. He technically had his own bedroom, but he spent very little time in it.

He’d grown closer to Liam quickly, their years of friendship and the attraction he’d always felt for the man conspired to speed the process up. He’d supported him and helped him overcome his jealousy, growing closer in the process. When Riley had been off with Drake, they’d had each other.

It never made a difference who else was around, it never had. Liam, Drake, Rashad, it didn’t matter. She had always, always needed him. Needed him in a way she hadn’t needed the others. Needed him in a way no one else ever had.

His father hadn’t needed, or seemed to much want, him. His brother hadn’t needed him or seen him as anything other than a frivolous party boy. Not until Riley made him her assistant/advisor and then made a point to praise his competency and efficiency in front of Bertrand. His friends hadn’t needed him. Liked him, sure. Enjoyed his ability to turn anything into a party, definitely. But needed him? No.

And he liked being needed. He liked having a purpose outside of Beaumont bashes and endless partying. She’d given him a direction in life that he hadn’t known he needed or wanted until it was there.

She had brought joy and light into his life. The world knew Maxwell Beaumont as humorous, fun loving and carefree. And he was all of those things. But there had been a sadness underlying it all. An emptiness that he’d had no idea how to fill until she’d come along and filled it simply by existing.

She was just so damned alive! There was no other way to describe it. Even when she was raging, she delighted him. The fire and passion that burned inside her had drawn him like a moth to a flame and he’d never stood a chance. Not that he’d wanted to.

He was Riley's. He was Liam's. And that’s how he liked it.

Liam once joked, “I may have married Riley, but Max is my wife.”

Riley had snorted, “Mine too, you're the wind beneath my wings Max.”

He’d laughed, but it was true. He did all the stereotypical wife things. He was supportive, he took care of the kids and planned the dinners while Riley and Liam were saving the world and Drake was making sure they both stayed safe. But his role wasn’t less. He liked being helpful, supportive. Being there for them behind the scenes brought him a deep sense of satisfaction. Curled in bed between the two of them was his favorite place to be.

When Max’s son was born Liam cried tears of happiness. He was overwhelmed when he held the embodiment of the two people he loved most in the world in his arms for the first time. If that wasn't proof that Liam had overcome his jealousy, he didn't know what was. If that wasn’t proof of his feelings for both of them, he didn’t know what was.

The only proof Max really needed though was abundantly apparent in their eyes. Both of them. And in their long, tangled, passionate, loving history. Riley had been his partner in crime, his best friend, his soulmate. Liam had been his lover, his literal king, his confidant. And he was still here after all these years. Still here, even though he had no legal claim on either of them. He didn’t need it. He knew, to the bottom of his very soul that his place was with her, and with him, and that he was right where he was supposed to be.

[sapphicbookclub]

Life in Bits by Harper Bliss & T.B. Markinson

Can a Christmas romance mend a life that's broken to pieces?

Eileen Makenna is a Pulitzer Prize winning photographer who has traveled the world for over two decades, chasing the next big story. She returns home for the holidays shattered by a life-altering event and facing the terrifying prospect she'll never be able to work again.

When Eileen meets Naomi Weaver, a small-town girl who dedicates her free time to helping those in need, Eileen is entranced by Naomi's zest for life. Can Eileen overcome her inner demons and troubled family relationships to let Naomi in?

Genres: contemporary, romance

Get the book from The Book Depository here!

[simgrump]

❦ Founder Household, Day Twenty-Two ❦

❧ AN INTRODUCTION - - - - -  

Robyn Zest: founder previously...

Robyn was able to overcome a difficult situation regarding her college liaison and instead, graduated with a degree in school administration. She and Johnny also solidified how strong their relationship was. 

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Johnny Zest: spouse previously...

Johnny’s business is booming and after his little sister showed up on his doorstep, he had a new drive to focus on family. 

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Charlie Zest: household head (future) previously...

Charlie was cured of his vampirism, but broke up with his boyfriend Touya in the process. He graduated from high school and is currently looking at options for what to do with his life. 

Gen One || Legacy Page  

[alyjojo]

May 🌈 2022 Monthly - Capricorn

Whole of your energy: The Star

This is you being hopeful and healing from a difficult situation from the past, seeing the light at the end of the tunnel and a reason to be optimistic again. This follows a Tower, I won’t be surprised to see that come out somewhere to describe what you’re getting through. This is clarified by 6 Pentacles, you regaining your balance, equal give and take with people around you, charitable & generous words and actions with others. Queen of Wands is either yourself or someone you’re healing a connection with, someone you had moved away from something dramatic previously. There was a toxic situation that held a lot of weight in this connection, with Queen of Cups, she shows up again later and it caused this Wand Queen to be walled off and defensive. If the Cup Queen is not a person, then the Wand Queen has left something behind in order to take care of herself and love herself, she’s had to disconnect entirely from a situation that she found to be toxic and hold too much weight. Again, this could be you, a fiery & passionate creative leader that knows exactly what she wants. You’re wanting to make a loving gesture, with this 6 Pentacles, you could be literally gifting something. I don’t know if this is from one Queen to another, that’s possible, we’ll see.

What’s going on in May:

4 Pentacles:

You’re holding tightly, jealously, possessively, on to something for fear you’ll lose it. This could be a person, a belief, finances, something that has to do with indulgences. We could be dealing with an addiction of some kind here, the Devil has shown up twice already, connected with The Sun. If this isn’t a relationship that you feel divinely bound to, this can be a toxic behavior or addiction that “makes you happy”. You’ve communicated in the past about this addiction, possibly that you’ve moved on from this, and Page of Swords shows up twice to show a lot of communication back and forth on this issue. Either you’ve left this behind because you know your worth, you’re focusing on your growth and health, sitting beautifully & proud in your own power having accomplished this...or, a connection with this Queen of Wands has been left behind because of this. Them or you, either, someone left this behind. Whoever it is has tried to take control of the situation, gaining clarity, learning all that they can with this Page, and they’re trying to start a new cycle. Letting go and starting over, especially regarding a relationship.

Page of Swords:

This is a lot of chatty communication, you seem very happy, clarified by The Sun. There’s a new beginning in a very deep relationship, could be from someone from the past, or you’re just reminiscing on the past with whoever you’re talking to. You’re being very open and honest about this Devil and toxicity, it seems to be something you’ve overcome (or are currently trying to). This situation caused you to lose your passion, your zest for life and inspiration, you had lost your spark altogether and it was a huge burden on you. Or, overcoming this is extremely difficult for you, but you’re recognizing that toxic is toxic, however that plays out for you. Doesn’t have to be an addiction, it could be any number of things, but whatever it is isn’t healthy for you.

7 Cups:

These are a lot of options and choices, but confusion about those options and choices, not knowing what the right path to take is. This can also be an energy of fantasizing about something. This is relating to some kind of commitment with The Hierophant. This Queen of Wands may have been someone you’re committed to, or this can be you, again a fiery passionate & creative person that knows what they want. They’ve made the decision to avoid waiting and waiting and waiting, they can’t do it anymore, it’s a huge burden on them. This can be relating to whatever toxic situation was going on in the past. You are moving very quickly towards a love relationship, making a decision, laying all of your emotions out there for this person, but you’re still defensive due to the difficulties you’ve been experiencing. Whether you’re this Queen or not. This is a Justice decision for you, knowing your own worth, loving yourself, taking care of yourself, it’s the opportunity for healing you’ve needed. You’re trying to make a fair & balanced decision. If Queen of Cups is a person, you’re coming back around to her after a time of being away, because you feel it’s the right decision to make, and you’re healing from everything that’s occurred prior to this.

Queen of Cups:

This definitely could be a person that’s disappointed with how things have turned out. They’re passionately messaging about jealousy, stubbornness, holding tightly on to something, they’re speaking their truth in regards to leaving behind a situation for a new beginning in love with this Queen of Wands. This can be an ex, besides this Cup Queen just being herself, I don’t see a lot of love here, this can be a friend or someone that cares for you, maybe they don’t like this Queen of Wands for some reason. This Queen has a lot of fears, worries & anxieties, could be a water sign, they’ve lost their confidence about leaving a situation behind, possibly a career or business in the past, and they’re very defensive with you. Either they lost a job or they fear you will, this Wand Queen may have, it’s something that worries them where you’re concerned, and they’re very disappointed.

5 Cups:

Either you or this Queen of Cups are very disappointed by what they’ve lost, 2 Cups, a love relationship with you. Could also be a friendship or another deep connection, this is someone that misses you. They feel they’ve lost their passion for life since making the decision to have some nasty conflict with you, and they’re gushing their emotions (possibly manipulatively), they don’t want to be alone anymore. They want to reconcile with you and grow through this together, celebrate, heal, work though your issues. They’ve waited because they believe you’re going to reject them and they feel they’ve healed already, they can’t stand more rejection. Clarification ends with 10 Pentacles & The Star, which leads me to believe this is a family member of some kind, or a deep romantic relationship. They’re wanting to heal this, I’m not sure if you are, but clearly you’re communicating with this person.

Advice for Capricorn: Queen of Wands appears again, they’ve healed from the pain of the past, they’re taking a balanced middle path and you’re possibly reconciling with them with Temperance. The messages from this Queen of Cups puts you at a crossroads. If these are love relationships, and they seem to be, you have to choose, this doesn’t say which one either, everyone is different. Wands seems like who you’re with more recently, Cups could be an ex that’s making you uncomfortable. This can also be a disapproving mother or friend. If you are the Wands, then you’re reconciling 💙

Signs you may be dealing with:

Scorpio, Aquarius, Sagittarius, Taurus & Cancer

Oracles: ✨

You may not always see it, but realize that out of all bad comes good. You just have to recognize that.

Most of us don’t have hours and hours to meditate. Just surround everyone with white light and give the day to God.

We enter into May as:

Royal Purple Brick 🧱

“She resists what she clings to.”

The fear of stepping out, of being abused, has grown so great that you no longer need a wall of fear to prevent you from living - a simple brick will do. Which of course symbolizes that what frightens you is much smaller than you imagine. What we resist, we cannot heal. Royal Purple Brick appears when we are resisting something, and may indicate a loss of faith. This is a sign of fear holding you back in some way and preventing you from moving forward. If you are experiencing pain, holding on tighter will only worsen the situation. Fear may also indicate you’re trying to save yourself from a path that will not serve you! Are you following your true passion? Is it divinely guided?

This can also indicate presently using your energy in a self-defeating way. Use your courage to let go of control and allow Spirit to come in and heal you. The promise of Royal Purple Brick is freedom after surrender. In letting go you may feel some discomfort, but you’ll also allow healing in. The fear of something is always greater than the actual event. This time period will be a life changing experience for you. Accept mystery. Release the brick and be free.

What is to be learned in May:

Navy Trail 🎑

“When I am somewhere else, my life will have meaning.”

Now is the time to let go of the feeling that you need to do something to learn a particular lesson. This may indicate you have already learned (or are in the process of learning) whatever it is you think you need. It is in self-truth that we face who we are, and allow ourselves to become who we’re meant to be. How often do we hide from something, fearing the pain that comes with awareness? You may be on a quest that is unnecessary. However, allow yourself the time to discover the lesson of self-discovery that is there for you. If Navy Trail is before you, it is time to look at all you have in your life. Perhaps you would do well to ask others how they perceive your life. You may be surprised to hear how successful you appear to the outside world. Navy Trail represents the difference between teachable and not. Do not miss this message.

Blue may be a lucky color 💙

[freedombeginsathome]

EN and PT subtitles available

Mass Effect 1 - EP.1 Eden Prime

Character's Backstory:

Kassandra Shepard, was sixteen, when Mindoir was attacked, she, her family, neighbours, and friends were tortured by slavers who inflicted the greatest atrocities to break them physically and mentally. Kassandra's parents sacrificed their lives to give her a chance to escape, allowing her to find refuge among the soldiers who had arrived to try to stop the situation.

Some were saved, many died, and too many were taken by the slavers. This trauma turned Kassandra Shepard into an extremely empathetic person towards the suffering of others. Determined never to feel vulnerable again and to be able to defend herself and those around her, two years later she enlisted in the Alliance military, dedicating herself entirely to her training and career.

-- Elysium "The Blitz"

Early in her military career, Kassandra Shepard found herself confronted with a formidable enemy force. When Batarian Slavers attacked Elysium, Shepard made her stand. Despite the overwhelming odds stacked against her, she fearlessly took action to save the local citizens and achieve victory.

With unwavering determination and selflessness, she risked her own life in the face of danger. In a display of extraordinary bravery and heroism, Kassandra led her comrades into battle, demonstrating exceptional tactical skills and resilience. She fought relentlessly, refusing to back down in the face of adversity.

With each act of valor, she inspired those around her and rallied her troops, igniting a sense of unity and purpose among the soldiers. Kassandra's unwavering courage and selfless actions did not go unnoticed. Her exceptional feats on the battlefield earned her the respect and admiration of her fellow soldiers and superiors alike. The Alliance fleet recognized her extraordinary achievements by bestowing upon her numerous medals and accolades, including the Star of Terra. But the most important achievement, was the step taken that day to overcome the sense of survivor's guild, she feels since her parent's death.

These honours not only serve as a testament to Kassandra's exceptional bravery, but they also symbolize the profound impact she had on the outcome of the mission. Her actions not only saved lives but also instilled hope and inspired others to persevere in the face of seemingly insurmountable challenges.

Kassandra Shepard's unwavering commitment to her fellow soldiers and her ability to defy impossible odds have solidified her as a true hero within the Alliance fleet. Her story continues to inspire and motivate those who hear it, serving as a shining example of valor, selflessness, and the indomitable spirit of humanity in the face of adversity.

-----On this episode:

The mission had barely commenced when tragedy struck. Corporal Jenkins, a promising and spirited young soldier, fell victim to an enigmatic swarm of unidentified drones.

Suppressing her own grief, Shepard mustered her inner fortitude, determined to provide solace and inspiration to Lieutenant Alenko, who stood shaken by the untimely demise of Jenkins. In Jenkins, they had lost a comrade who possessed an unquenchable thirst for greatness and a genuine zest for adventure. Despite moments of immaturity, he carried dreams of grandeur within him, aspirations that were now forever unfulfilled. His youthful spirit and unbridled potential were tragically cut short, leaving a void in the hearts of those who knew him.

As Shepard and Alenko pushed forward, their resolve unyielding, they stumbled upon a chilling scene of desperation. Amidst a fierce gunfight, they discovered the last survivor of the 212 unit, valiantly holding her ground against two relentless Geth adversaries. Without hesitation, Shepard and Alenko rushed to her aid, combining their skills and determination to turn the tide in their favour. Through coordinated teamwork, they managed to overcome the immediate threat and provide a momentary respite for the beleaguered survivor.

With a brief pause to catch their breath, the trio regrouped and pressed onward. As they ventured deeper into the heart of the conflict, a haunting sight unfolded before their eyes. Civilians, once vibrant and full of life, were now impaled on grotesque alien spikes, their organic forms replaced by macabre amalgamations of flesh and technology. These once-innocent beings had been transformed into soulless abominations, driven solely by a sinister impulse to annihilate all that remained living.

Shepard, Alenko, and Williams stood rooted in shock and disbelief, their hearts heavy with sorrow and rage. The depth of the tragedy was overwhelming, and the sight of these empty husks served as a chilling reminder of the twisted capabilities of their merciless adversaries.

Driven by a shared sense of purpose and the weight of the lives lost, Shepard, Alenko, and Williams steeled themselves for the arduous task ahead. Each step taken was a testament to their resilience and unwavering dedication to protect the innocent. As they braced themselves for the battles to come, they vowed to honor the fallen by putting an end to the reign of terror inflicted by these soulless monstrosities.

Gameplay difficulty level: Veteran

---- Light Spoilers

I named my Shepard Kassandra, because like her name sake on Greek mythology, she is also fated to predict impending disaster, and is doomed not to be believed.

[winsomechiqu]

Adorable Chiquita 🌷

Radiant as the morning sun, she effortlessly spreads joy like wildflowers in bloom, a true embodiment of happiness. Meet the ethereal enchantress, a beacon of light and an ever-present source of cheer. With her infectious laughter and captivating smile, she ignites the darkest corners of the world with a symphony of positivity. Her vibrant spirit dances through life, illuminating hearts with every step she takes. A natural nurturer, she weaves kindness into her every interaction, making even the simplest encounters feel like cherished moments. Her warmth envelops you, wrapping you in a cocoon of serenity, as if the troubles of the world melt away in her presence.

A friend to all, she possesses a magical ability to brighten even the dullest of days. Like a gentle breeze on a sweltering afternoon, she brings relief to weary souls, reviving spirits with her unwavering optimism. Her empathy flows endlessly, a river of compassion that never runs dry, touching the lives of countless souls with her tender words and understanding heart. In her kaleidoscope of life, she paints the world with vibrant hues. Her infectious enthusiasm inspires others to dream big and believe in the impossible. Encouraging everyone to chase their passions, she radiates an aura of boundless possibility, reminding us all that the universe is filled with infinite opportunities waiting to be discovered.

But beyond her external radiance, it is her inner beauty that truly captivates. Her unwavering resilience and unyielding spirit make her a force to be reckoned with. She faces life's challenges head-on, transforming stumbling blocks into stepping stones, and emerges stronger with every hurdle she conquers. Her indomitable spirit serves as a guiding light, inspiring others to overcome their own obstacles and find strength in their vulnerabilities. This beautiful soul, adorned with a heart of gold, is a constant reminder that happiness can be found in the simplest of gestures. Whether it's a heartfelt compliment, a comforting hug, or a listening ear, she effortlessly spreads her magical aura, touching lives with her infectious zest for life.She is a beacon of hope, a lighthouse amidst the stormy seas, reminding us all to cherish the beauty that resides within ourselves and each other.

With her luminous presence, she illuminates the world, an eternal giver of happiness, and a true testament to the power of love and kindness.In her, we find a symphony of joy, an everlasting wellspring of happiness. She is the embodiment of the beauty that lies within us all, reminding us to be the light-givers, the bearers of happiness, and the changemakers in our own lives. May her spirit forever inspire us to embrace the world with open hearts, spreading love, laughter, and happiness to all who cross our paths.

[mylordmyfriendsposts]

Difficulties In Life

Dealing with Difficulties – Burnout

Burnout is a term often used today. It is described as a state of complete mental, physical and emotional exhaustion. When someone is in this state, their relationship with God suffers, they become complacent and uncaring, often they feel discouraged and lethargic.

Below is a testimony from one of our ministry friends:-

“I suffered from burnout, and I almost spiralled into a pity party and depression. I was in a state of severe melancholy, and I just didn’t care. Looking back on that time I questioned God. Why was I feeling the way I was? Was I being punished? As far as I knew I was very dutiful, I diligently served him in as many areas as I could. I was a youth leader, I vacuumed before and after services, I took responsibility of organising communion, I made and edited video’s, I painted, I went to every service, I went to bible college, yet I was burnt out. It had me confused.

And for a long time, my walk with God suffered. It just didn’t make sense.

Deciding that I no longer wanted to wallow in this self-pity, I cut back on all of my duties at church and decided that I needed to get back into the Word of God, and into prayer. The two things I really didn’t feel like doing. The enemy was trying to keep me away from the power of God and the solution to my problem.

So I stopped doing my works and started getting fed. As I did this I slowly started to come out of this malaise and my enthusiasm and zest, and my heart for God suddenly sprang back to life. I felt I was ready to serve again, and help other young leaders and servants in the church overcome their burnout.

And it was in helping others that I started to piece the whole puzzle together. I came to understand that I was doing it in my own strength.

This reminded me of the story of Mary and Martha. Mary sat at Jesus’ feet, while Martha busied herself with much serving. In the end Martha got quite upset with Mary and rebuked her. Jesus told her that she is worried about many things, but Mary only with one. And that one thing was a good thing. Being near the Lord. (Luke 10:38 -42) [My Paraphrasing]

Burnout often happens when we do things to please God or others. Whether we know it or not, we have fallen into thinking that we can please God, and fellow man with the amount that we are doing. But our works don’t please God. The Word makes this quite clear, but this doesn’t mean all our efforts are futile.

We just need to come to the realization that God couldn’t love us any more or less than He already does. He’s already pleased with you. He doesn’t need you to do tasks for His approval. He wants you to serve Him out of that love you have for Him. He wants you to surrender your life completely over to Him and serve Him in His strength. That is the only way we can ever truly avoid burnout.”

Matthew 11 verses 28 to 30 Message Bible “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to Me. Get away with Me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with Me and work with me – watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with Me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly”.

Grace and peace in our Lord Jesus Christ.

Kath

[ylvapublishing]

Now available as Audiobook: The Club Revisited by A.L. Brooks

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Lesbian erotica sizzles in this return to The Club, where the clients watch and make love to each other in the UK’s sexiest women-only nightclub.

Welcome back to The Club. The rules are the same but the players have changed. Mandy still runs her unique nightclub. These days she’s ready to bring love and passion back into her own life, but finding it? Well, maybe the universe has a sense of humour. Lindsey has come out late in life and is looking for a confidence boost, and a club regular is only too happy to help her out. Caitlin would love to test her limits after being shamed by an ex for her desires. Jody thinks no one will want to be intimate with her again after a tragic accident left her body forever changed. Her best friend Kris has other ideas. Joanna and Suzanne have been together for years. They’re still in love but something’s missing. Maybe The Club can help add some zest to the bedroom? Laura has overcome most of her grief from losing her wife, but wonders if she still has it in her to be intimate with someone.

Whatever they need, they can find. Anonymity, sweetness, sexiness, and unexpected opportunities abound at The Club, as Mandy watches over them all.

This tantalising follow-up to the award-winning The Club can be read as a standalone book.

[blogbyrounak]

* 'Her' whole story *

That little girl used to be the craziest one in her school. She was bold & bright like a sunshine. She was fearless like a lion. She was so outspoken that people used to get attracted to her words. She had a strange zest for life in her eyes that was visible to everyone. She had a heart of gold and a charm of diamonds. She could overcome any hurdle by her self belief. Her life was like a fairy tale but then oneday she lost her shine to this world that wasn't worth the sacrifice she did. She lost herself to the wolves of darkness. They sucked out the blood of her soul, quenched the thirst of their wildness, ripped off the zest of her life, doomed her splendid future, dusked her shine and then lamented over her death, so that no one would blame them for all the evil they did.

And it was not at the end but in amidst,

She lost herself.

This is how stories end in todays world! :)

[arkhitektor]

ANALYSIS I.      the power of milena’s quote,      ‘i don’t want to go.’      and what it means for her character.

it is important to remember that the ohio mission in which melina,      alexei,      natasha and yelena      [   less of the latter two obviously as they were children and ultimately were only placed there to assist in making milena and alexei appear as normal as possible to the public eye   ]      were sent on by dreykov lasted three years time,      give or take a couple of months.      the original goal of this mission was to infiltrate the north institute.      a hydra masqueraded s.h.i.e.l.d. base that was working on the research of brain functions.

to set the scene,      it is evident from the opening piece that they have all adjusted quite well to their roles.      milena saw herself as the girls mother.      she and alexei are,      for what it is worth,      husband and wife.      the four of them together are a family unit.      i strongly believe that although she is proven to be an exceptional agent who understands how to turn off her emotions   ---   as we later see because let’s face it,      milena is sparing in how she holds them inside of herself   ---   in order to get the job done,      the lines became blurred for her along the way.      ohio was not just a mission she was ordered to accomplish.      it was not even as simple as slipping into the role of a mother and wife;      for necessity or otherwise.      what it WAS,      however,      was an escape to a life she otherwise would have never been able to have in the world that she existed in.

𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝙾𝙵   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙼𝙰𝙹𝙾𝚁   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚂   𝙾𝙵   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺   𝚆𝙸𝙳𝙾𝚆   𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙼   𝙸𝚂   𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙸𝙲𝙴.   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺   𝙾𝙵   𝙸𝚃   𝚅𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙰𝙱𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈   𝚃𝙾   𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙻   𝙸𝚃.

milena had no say in the choice to go to ohio.      of course,      she worked closer to dreykov than most did.      [   alexei calls milena dreykov’s architect. we know that he was sent to prison at some point and I BELIEVE it is more than likely not too long after his return from this mission. maybe a few years. i’m not certain. the point being that he knew this which leads me to believe she did this work prior to his incarceration. IN   MY   CANON,   IT   WAS   ACTUALLY   PART   OF   THE   REASON   SHE   WAS   CHOSEN.   ]      but this should not lead anyone to believe that milena’s work with dreykov allowed her any sense of real choice.      most especially,      at that point in her timeline.      she is first and foremost a widow.      it is within the twenty years following that she truly becomes “the architect” yet even then,      she does not ever bear that much say so in any matter.      it is her intelligence dreykov wants. RE,      ^ABOVE:      “an escape to a life she otherwise would never have been able to have.”      milena’s entire life has been the red room.      we know that she was cycled through four times prior to natasha’s mcu timeline birth in 1984.      MILENA,      QUOTED:      THESE WALLS ARE ALL I KNOW.      training and then working as an assassin and having her every move dictated for her is what milena knows best.      now,      as per the mcu version of the red room,      there is something called THE GRADUATION CEREMONY for widows.      from a male perspective   ---   both in the chairs behind the scenes of previous movies and essentially the man behind the red room in canon   ---   it was glazed over as a way to make women seem inferior and dehumanize them.      what is actually happening is their lack of control being taken away.      the choice does not belong to the woman,      like everything else that happens to a widow.      what i would say is a perfect example and something that actually happens to milena is:      SHE   WAS   NEVER   ALLOWED   TO   BE   A   MOTHER   ON   HER   OWN   ACCORD   BUT   WHEN   IT   WAS   CONVENIENT   FOR   DREYKOV   HE   PLACED   HER   IN   THE   ROLE   OF   A   MOTHER   FOR   HIS   OWN   BENEFIT   AND   THE   FUTURE   OF   ‘HIS’   RED   ROOM.      so,      again      [ . . . ]      it was never about children or how they could influence a woman.      it was about their ability to make the decision for themselves.      that’s the beginning and end of it.

𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙾.      𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙾.      𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙾.

and we circle right back to that main theme again.      CHOICE:      she doesn’t want to go.      INEVITABLE:      she has to.      it is easily assumed that milena is specifically talking about having to leave the girls and also alexei behind.      all three of which she does love.      my portrayal does NOT counteract this sentiment but it is far more than simply playing the role of a doting mother and wife that milena does not want to leave.      she has choices here,      a sense of free will.      [   ironic considering what we know milena aids in in the future but.   ]      note: there is no prior occurrence or knowledge that would allow her to believe she would ever get the taste or zest of a life like this again.      as said above,      milena did not have the option of saying no to being a russian sleeper cell agent in ohio.      while she did have to play according to the role she was given she did not have to internally spiral into it in the way that she did.      it would have been entirely possible to blend in with the american public for appearances sake whilst having no real attachment or emotion to alexei,      yelena or natasha on the inside.      some would call this a mistake.      milena called this a choice.      one of first,      if not THE first,     in milena’s life that she actually got to make FOR HERSELF AND ABOUT HERSELF.      who   would   want   to   leave   that   behind?

apparently,      alexei;      as we see him respond to her by telling her not to say that.      ahhhh.      see,      this story is not about men not being able to have choices though.      this story is about women’s lack of choices and control.      and it is clear as day in this very short exchange      [ . . . ]      THE   LIFE   THAT   ALEXEI   BELIEVED   ---   ?? and ultimately probably did go back to for a little while prior to his incarceration ??   ---   TO BE GOING BACK TO WAS A FAR CRY FROM WHAT MILENA KNEW SHE WOULD BE RETURNING TO.      this,      for me,      sums up everything.      we know that she didn’t want to go.      we know that she didn’t want to leave ohio.      she loved her family and she allowed herself to be overcome with normalcy.      something she’d never had before.      we’re missing the most important part though.

𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙰   𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾   𝙶𝙾   𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴   𝚂𝙷𝙴   𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾   𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽   𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚁𝙴𝙳   𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙼.

EPILOGUE>:       it goes without saying that the widows suffer.      it also goes without saying that in the future milena ends up being part of the reason that they suffer.      at this point in the mcu timeline i don’t believe anyone had ever successfully defected from the red room as natasha comes to do.      milena couldn’t have known it was possible let alone successful.      she could have attempted,      sure.      it isn’t in her character though.      she’s loyal to a fault because of what she has been through.      it’s even shown in the film when she calls the red room upon yelena,      natasha and alexei’s arrival.      there is no excuse for the actions of her older self and i will expand upon those in a coming analysis but i do think it is fair to note while it is relevant here that milena’s loyalty culminates to aiding in the ‘unlocking the key to free will’ with chemical subjugation of the other widows because she saw it as her next great escape.      a flawed way of thinking undoubtedly.      ohio was dead and gone though.      it was her way to survive the life she had been forced to return to.