#and again i am thankful to her for both listening to me talk about de when she probably wont even play it and for saying that lmao

[faking-god]

ill be forever thankful to my friend who, when i was talking about these two and said ftw, she said "the world is me" and inspired this

[lxclerc]

𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 — 𝐜𝐥𝟏𝟔

summary... wherein old photos of you and charles resurface and goes viral, forcing you and the man whose heart you broke to cross paths once again request… no faceclaim... christina nadin pairing… charles leclerc x reader warning… none so far

note... this is going to be part of a series that includes both one shots and smau but can be read as a stand alone

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charleslec

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charleslec fans found an old instagram account allegedly belonging to charles from (what we believe to be) ages 12 - 20. the account is filled of personal pictures consisting of his supposed ex girlfriend, y/n y/l/n with sweet captions. y/n is a well known motorsport podcaster from monaco.

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username EXCUSE ME?

username this was not in my 2023 bingo card 😭

username you mean to tell me my girl yn dated shARL

username the way that this is probably why she’s had practically the entire grid as guests in her podcast apart from charles

username this is such an invasion of their privacy though like clearly they both didnt want this to be dug up

⤷ username i mean if they didn’t want anyone to see, they should have deleted the account or at the very least put it on private

username okay but these pictures are so 🥹

username i always thought it was weird the way charles and yn never interacted despite both being from monaco and involved the racing world

charles_lec7

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charles_lec7 Joyeux anniversaire, mon amour. il y a 16 ans, tu es venu au monde et c'est la meilleure chose qui me soit arrivée. je suis toujours là pour t'écouter parler de n'importe quoi pendant des heures en attendant le coucher du soleil, malgré la plainte d'enzo qui ne veut pas nous conduire 🤣🤣

(happy birthday, my love. 16 years ago, you came into this world and it was the best thing that ever happened to me. i’m always here to listen to you talk about whatever for hours while waiting for sunset despite enzo’s complaint against driving us.)

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yourusername Merci beaucoup, mon ange. Je suis tellement reconnaissante d'avoir passé un autre anniversaire avec toi. Je t'aime plus que les mots ❤️❤️ (thank you so much, my angel. i am so grateful to have spent another birthday with you. i love you more than words.)

⤷ charles_lec7 J'ai hâte de vous souhaiter un joyeux anniversaire 70 fois de plus. (looking forward to greeting you happy birthday 70 more times.)

⤷ username he was going to greet her 70 more happy birthdays because he thought they’d spend the rest of their life together 😭😭

⤷ username i only learned about them today but i am a child of divorce and they are my parents

jules_bianchi Joyeux anniversaire, yn!! Je suis toujours là pour veiller sur toi et Charles quand vous avez besoin de moi. (happy birthday, yn!! i’m always here looking out for you and charles whenever you need me.)

⤷ yourusername merci, jules ❤️ nous t'encourageons toujours (thank you, jules. we’re always rooting for you.)

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⤷ username if you scroll even further down, he first greeted her on her 13th birthday where he called her the prettiest girl 🥲

⤷ username i’m about to stab myself

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⤷ username STOP IT RN

⤷ username his username has 7 in it bc it’s her birthday 🥲

⤷ username someone fucking sedate me

charles_lec7

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charles_lec7 entrer en 2016 avec la même fille qu'en 2010. mon amour, je te tiendrai la main pour toujours ❤️❤️ (entering 2017 with the same girl from 2010. my love, i’ll hold your hand forever.)

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arthur_leclerc vous êtes tous les deux si ennuyeux 🙄🙄 (you’re both so annoying)

⤷ yourusername arrêtez d'être jaloux (stop being jealous)

lorenzotl Bonne année à vous deux! (happy new year to the both of you!)

⤷ yourusername je t'aime, enzo

yourusername Tu ne m'as pas demandé de sortir avec toi avant 2012 🤔🤔 (you didn’t ask me on a date till 2012 though)

⤷ charles_lec7 Je t'aime depuis bien plus longtemps que tu ne le penses (i love you far longer than you’ve known)

⤷ joris_trouche Malheureusement, je peux le confirmer en tant que personne qui a dû tout écouter. (unfortunately i can confirm this as someone who had to listen to everything)

⤷ yourusername ❤️❤️

yourusername and to many more years to come. Je t'aimerai pour le reste de ma vie (i’ll love you for the rest of my life)

⤷ charles_lec7 as long as i’m with you

username no because they legitimately seem so in love????? like from their words and not just the pictures

⤷ username there’s no way you’re going to tell me that a man who said “i’ve loved you far longer than you’ve known” and a girl who said “i’ll love you for the rest of my life” are no longer in love

username scrolling through this account is like watching their relationship unfold and mature before my eyes

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username the rest of us really be having an existential crisis because of a relationship that ended 6 years ago 😭

charles_lec7

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charles_lec7 10 years from now, i hope it’s still you by my side

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yourusername félicitations, f2 world champion 🎉🥳 (congratulations)

⤷ charles_lec7 Merci, mon amour, je t'aime tellement. (thank you, my love. i love you so much.)

⤷ yourusername 💕

⤷ username i think this is the end guys 😔

⤷ username her energy is so different here. she literally sounds more like a friend greeting a friend rather than a girlfriend of 6 years by this point

username how did we go from “looking forward to greet you 70 more times) bc they were so sure they’d grow old together to “10 years from now, i hope it’s still you by my side” where he sounds so uncertain if they’re in each other’s futures???????

⤷ username no fuck that because how the fuck did we go from “i love you more than words” and “i’ll love you for the rest of my life” to a “💕” without even an i love you too???????????

username this is his last post of her 🥲🥲🥲

⤷ username she doesn’t even follow this account anymore

⤷ username he abandoned this account after they broke up 😭😭

username no bc he’s f2 champion here and they were still together but he entered formula 1 single??? what the hell happened

yourusername

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yourusername in another life

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lissiemackintosh gorgeous gorgeous girl

⤷ yourusername no you

madisonbeer 🔥🔥🔥

yourbestfriend un voyage dans le passé ? (a trip down memory lane?)

⤷ yourusername 😵😬

username no bc your love story had me tearing up and now i refresh my feed and see this?

username she wanted to remind charles what he lost 😭

username in another life!!! i would have been your girlllllll

username literally the one that got away

username i simply can’t accept that this is the end of their story like this can’t be it, right?

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[anakinsafterlife]

Music and Arts for Interview with the Vampire and other French-Enjoyers

I am so genuinely excited to find out that Zachary Richard, the Francophone folk singer from Louisiana, has released a novel! The story addresses the concerns of the American Francophonie with the story of a family wracked by politics and violence in the wakr of the American Civil War.

Friends, this the is the first American novel to be published in French since 1894! Although there is still a Francophone community in Louisiana to this day, they have been dealing with forced Anglicization for well over a hundred years, including the forced Anglophone education of Francophone children.

Zachary Richard remains an outlier in an largely English American cultural landscape. He wrote and recorded the majority of his songs in French and is popular in the international Francophone musical community.

I have been meaning to talk about Richard for a very long time, particular in the context of Interview with the Vampire. There are a good many cultural references in Interview, but unfortunately it seems that the show-runners are not really too informed about historical French arts because there aren't many references to French music or playwriting. Lestat would be more likely to act Moliere than Shakespeare. Louis would be somewhere in between, probably listening to and speaking both French and English songs. Unfortunately, I'm not too familiar with Black Creole musicians, of which there were/are indeed plenty in Louisiana. I've been meaning to educate myself in that area and post a selection along with my favourite tracks from Richard, but life has been very pressing indeed these last few years, so that never happened.

Here, then, are a few of my favourite songs from Zachary Richard and a few brief recordings from Black Zydeco artists, as well as the blurb from Richard's novel.

I didn't include translations, because that would make this long post long indeed, but Richard's lyrics are readily available in any search engine.

The novel:

Summary:

In the disarray that fell on southern Louisiana following the Civil War, André Boudreaux, seventeen years old, discovered life with his grandfather Drozin. This southern veteran, who became a rich man thanks to the arrival of the railway, tries to regain his prestige and his political power. But the sordid murder of André's uncle, the turbulent elections of 1882 and the political aims of his daughter-in-law will turn his world upside down. Les Rafales du carême is the first French-language novel published by a Louisiana author since 1894.

The music:

Dans les grands chemins. (On the big roads). A song about personal history and being drawn away from your place of origin to explore the wider world.

Au bord de Lac Bijou (On the shore of Lac Bijou). One of his bigger songs and very basic of me, but it's beautiful.

Le Ballade de Jean Batailleur. Again, one of his big ones, but it's a ballad about an orphan who grows up to be a criminal and dies alone. Depressing but gorgeous.

And this one gives me chills every time. It's a live rendition of Richard's song "La Promesse Cassee," performed with Celine Dion. This is hands down Dion's best performance ever, imho. Her voice is so nuanced and her expression so powerful, without ever once over-singing. The song's content probably has a lot to do with that. Richard wrote it in the wake of Hurricane Katrina, when New Orleans was so utterly devastated, and the US federal government promised aid, which, after days of waiting, never came. "The Broken Promise" is a scathing and haunting commentary on that betrayal.

"Laisse le vent souffler" (Let the wind blow) addresses the same issue, but years later. The singer tells the story of the police arriving to evacuate the community as another hurricaine approaches. He refuses to leave because he has already survived other storms and he has seen how the police have failed to support a scattered community in the past.

Can't believe I almost forgot this one:

Reveille--A powerful song addresses the expulsion of the Acadians, the forced removal (by British/English Canadian forces) of the Acadian French from the Canadian east coast and northern USA east coast. Many of the Acadians were shipped further south or "back" to Europe, where most had never been. Plagued by attendant atrocities of starvation, drowning and disease, thousands of Acadians were killed. Those who survived the journey down the American coast eventually became known by the shortened name of "Cajuns."

There are also a few extra things here from Richard's YouTube, where he highlights other Louisiana French singers and musicians. I've only included a couple, but people writing for Interview might want to explore his page more, since there's some Black Zydeco (Louisiana folk and French) musicians there.

J'ai une chanson dans mon coeur:

I couldn't find anything out about this. A young, Black American girl sings this song in an American school. I think, and hope, that she's another member of the French Louisianian musical community. Very sweet.

Zachary Richard talking about his influences and earlier Zydeco music in Louisiana.

[hel-phoenyx]

Willy and Lan Yue belong to @noa-de-cajou !

_________

"Pssst, Emerens-"

He's standing next to me, so awkward in his costume that's not supposed to be worn by seven years old children. We had to be very slick to not be noticed by mom or his dad, because they don't like us playing together ; it is why he stills speaks on a low tone, even now.

I turn my head towards him, still amazed at how similar we look. He's my cousin, but we share so much physical traits people sometimes mistook him as my brother. Mum and uncle hate it.

"yea ?"

"I saw Elvira getting out of her room and I have Carlijn's suitcase. Let's go dress up."

He asks me to dress up a lot. We both like this game. Elvira's dresses suit him, better than they suit me, and we have fun going through mom's makeup palette. Once I did his nails, and I never saw a bigger smile on his face since.

So of course I'm gonna say yes.

Who am I to say no to a smile?

***

"So this is not a phase ?"

We are sitting on my hospital bed. Elvira and Carlijn brought them in complete illegality to see me, and I know from the countless missed calls I am still hearing from my sister's brand new phone that it is gonna be nasty when they all get back, but I feel the selfish inclination to still be happy. I see so few people during my recovery.

They are looking at me, anxious, while I am telling them about all the people I talk to in the geriatric pole of the hospital. Gay people, trans people, and so many other words I wasn't aware of.

When I talked about some of my favorite stories, the ones of the girls that are boys that are neither and that are happy, they told me they were feeling this way too, and weren't sure if it was normal. So I could tell them of the people who discovered that is was.

I shrugged.

"I don't know. Maybe. I'm not in your head. i'm just telling you there are people like that."

"... I thought I was the only one, that it wasn't normal to... Not feel that your body is your body. Or that it was, but not like this. It's complicated..."

"Yeah, I didn't get it at first, either. You want me to introduce you ? Mr Hunchausen is adorable, I'm sure he would be happy to talk to you too."

A tiny smile grew on their lips.

"Yes, please."

***

"My name is Willelmien, by the way."

We met for Christmas, like every year. I'm back from Saint-Cyr, feeling the weight of the first year without Thibault, and seeing my cousin is probably one of the biggest if not the only joy of those holidays.

Her hair is a bit longer, as long as someone who appears as a boy could wear without nasty looks. It looks nice on her. I want to let mine grow too, but mom never agreed. She says it's unprofessional.

Hearing that made me smile.

"New name ? It's cute."

"Thank you, thank you. Also, look at this !"

She shows me her hand, hidden under a winter glove she didn't bother to remove before now. Under it is fingers laced with a beautiful ring, adorned with a splendid green nail polish. It matches our eyes.

"Wow ! It looks so cool!"

"I bought it myself, she said, brimming with pride. I saved all my Christmas money for this, but it was worth it. Mom and dad can't see it, tho. Please just pretend I'm cold if they ask."

Fair enough. Mother and father wouldn't like that either. I remember the time they caught me in the bathroom holding mother's lipstick. I will never forget father's stern lecture about how boys don't play with makeup. I can undernstand why she didn't want to be a boy anymore. Can girls be more left alone about that?

This is not only at home, though. Saint-Cyr is worse. We can't hug, we can't kiss, we can't laugh. And I miss my friends so dearly.

I really hope she won't live the same thing.

***

I landed in the hospital again. This time for an entirely different reason.

Everything hurts. I prefered when it was nothing.

This time I can't roam around free, or talk to people, or listen to stories. I can only read in my corner, too much in pain to pick up a pen again, and too unstable for visits. At least that's what they said.

The doctor still comes by sometimes, tells me he found a good edition company for my book, that they promised to read it in behalf of their good relations to the hospital.

I miss them so much.

But as much as I want to see her, I hope for nothing more than the fact she isn't in that hospital.

***

How many years has it been ?

I grew up so much since our times together. We weren't older that twelve when I said my goodbyes, and years later when I finally landed in France, I expected it to be forever.

And yet, after "van Heel, Emerens" the list calls for "van Heel, Willelmien" and there she is in the gymnasium, taller and leaner and so much happier than last time we saw each other. She heard my name and my Ultimate too, and she is searching in the room, too far away for me to see her face but yes not enough to miss the frenzy in her movements.

Finally, our eyes meet. And on her face appears the biggest smile I have ever seen.

Mine is probably the same.

***

Hope's Peak is both an enter towards future and a jump back in the past. I indulged in both during the past week, meeting new people, making new friends, and making up for lost time with my most beloved, my Sharon that, too, grew up so, so much.

And now I am with Willy talking about what has been, and she laughs when I mention my first attemps to play an electric guitar, funny enough for me to land my first time with a girl. People already know us as "the siblings of the school". I do nothing to correct them.

We sit on that bench near the sakura trees. After my exposition of pride about my books and my musical talent, all the art I let myself thrive in after all those years, she boasts about her skills in make-up, care and all the things that earn a woman the title of socio-esthetician.

"And grandma promised to pay for all my hormone replacement therapy," she says with that huge, sunny smile. "She doesn't understand a lot about transidentity, but she is so much better than the other old fucks. Living at her place really was an upgrade, you have no idea!"

She does not talk about how she landed at her maternal grandparents, as I do not talk about Saint-Cyr. I know that she knows, and she knows that I know. There is no need to open up old wounds. I hide mine too well under bands, and her under makeup.

"Old money paying for transness, best revenge ever, right ?"

I wink while saying that, and she laughs.

"Oh, fuck yes. Sadly that's not the van Heels', that would have been a huge slap in dad's face. But, eh, good enough. Still, can't depend on them for everything. I'm out of the will for sure now, and soon enough I'll have to earn my own shit..."

"Need some help in the meantime?"

A fist come hitting me right in the shoulder, his strenght countered by a hearty laugh.

"Oh come on, I do not need another trust fund! Don't worry about me, I'll manage. But I appreciate it, though. One of those days, when I'll be broke, old and unable to work, I'll aim for your bank account, pinky promise!"

That's the kind of promise I do not want to see broken.

***

"Say, Willy, how do you feel about having a girlfriend ?"

My dearest cousin sighs dramatically for the third time this day.

"Oh, please don't ask me! I'm DESPERATE for a relationship, and I can't spend my life in nightclubs like you do, I'll never get to your level of hoeing!"

"Woooooow. Ru-u-u-u-de!"

"Oh don't be sad, Rapunzel, no one can whore around as well as you do. But back to the matter at hand, why do you bring that on the table?"

I smile, albeit mischeviously.

"I want apologies or I'm not telling~~~~"

Acting like a little shit does earn you good things sometimes, but right now my only victory is Willy pulling on my hair. Not quite a victory per say, but hey, I'm laughing, and she is too.

"Oh come on, I know you take that as a compliment!"

"I do, but the condition still stands, Willelmien~"

"Fine, fine, I'm sorry, you little bitch. Now tell me, you made me curious."

"Good enough."

I stop on my tracks, noticing the silhouette of a splendid young girl, sat on a bench with her laptop. She taps on her keyboard completely ignoring the sunlight, only stopping in her tracks to put back a strand of blue hair behind her ear. Her clothing, not quite fit for january, show off a lot of her stomach, probably the source of protection against the cold. And the looks of countless starstruck ladies, including, I noticed earlier, my very own cousin.

"I have this friend that complained about not finding a girlfriend earlier in the week, and I happen to know a very single girl that could be very interested and is right in front of me..."

Willy burst into laughing.

"You wanna set me up a date ?"

"Not quite, not my job to do all the talking, my dear. But I was considering putting you two in a situation where you could talk, and maybe it would lead to something more... Well, not that something more," I add when noticing Willy's wink. "She's asexual and from what I know, sex is absolutely out of the question."

"Oh, I don't care, I want a girlfriend, not a hookup. Well, I hope she isn't fully exclusive, though. I can bear just fine, but van Heels and sexuality, you know..."

"Oh, I know too well. But she may be your ideal girl, because she's polyamorous as hell. So? Interested?"

I know her well enough to recognise that gleam in her eyes.

"Of course I am. Never thought my cousin would find me a date, the wonder of the world... Sure we're gonna hit it off ?"

I let out a laugh.

"I am never wrong in that kind of things."

And as always, I was right.

Because seeing Willy's smitten smile the morning after, holding Nako's phone number written on a beautiful note in one hand, is enough to lighten my whole week.

***

On the other side of the phone I hear a gasp in astonishment.

"You're coming over at the mansion for Christmas?"

"Elvira asked me, I grunted, trying to hide my frustration. I would have said no, but she already asked the old fuckers, so now I guess I'm expected. Never thought this would happen again, and yet..."

Silence takes place one second or two. Before Willy sighs in the mic, static ringing in my ears.

"I guess that's a good opportunity to convince her to get out of here. She missed you, you know. You may be able to make her realise this is not an environment suit for neither of us."

"That's what I thought. And afterwards, I'll go right to Louna's anyway. Her father is bedridden because of an injury and she wanted to be there all holidays, so I'll spend more time in the family-in-law than those other old bitches..."

Not that I ever wanted to see either of those old bitches ever again. The birth givers, the second roles, Leonard still being a rat and Carlijn probably searching for the best way to annoy her parents without paying attention to us.

At least I'll meet Annelies. From what I've been hearing, she's around six and very much not neurotypical. She'll need someone to gift her dinosaurs until she gets tired of that specific interest, because I'm sure as hell no one with money except Willy would try to listen to her.

And maybe I'll have the occasion to talk to Mareva.

Maybe.

My silence must be revealing, since the phone is not enough to mask Willy's worry.

"Hey, man. If you wanna talk about it, you can. And I promise I'll do what I'm able to for you to spend at least an okay Christmas. I know all the ways to sneak out from that rotten house."

"Don't get yourself in trouble because of me, tho..."

"I'll get in trouble for my very nature, Emerens. Let's get in trouble together."

Somehow, that is the most reassuring thing I have ever heard about that godsdamned Christmas.

***

"What the actual FUCK ?!"

I grit my teeth. Willy's reaction is exactly the reason I left her out of this, including the whole family trauma and a big ass lack of time. But I had to warn her at some point why we got a completely trauma Elvira staying at Lan Yue's, and also probably why I think they're gonna fuck in the next days or months depending on the situation and I'm not happy about it.

"Yeah. Father went too far this time. i thought he was a goddamn doormat, and yet..."

"This is not going too far, Emerens, this is goddamn illegal. Please tell me you're taking them to court."

"Oh, I will. But not now. I'm giving her, and us, time to recover. We need that. All of us."

Willy clenches her jaw, and sits down next to me, anger still plaguing her face. She is angry after my fuckers of parents, I know that, but that look in her eyes tell me she's also angry at me, and looking back, she has every reason to.

Still, there is no animosity in her attitude when she throws her arm around my shoulders.

"Fuck. This is insane."

"It is. Sorry for keeping you out."

"I am not happy about it, but I understand. This is high-level rich people fuckery. Nobody would involve someone on their own volition in there, even family."

"Especially family."

A sigh escapes my lips, and I let myself lean against her. I won't lie and say I do not need the contact. That was an awful week for me. Productive. But awful.

We got Elvira out of here with enough grounds to get her at least a restraining order against them, or at the very least a serious dent in their reputation. She won't ever return there, and I have one less reason to spend Christmas at the van Heels'. I finally managed to put words on what happened back at Saint-Cyr to another person than Senri and my therapist, and that person is my sisters' crush and one of my best mates.

Still, I feel like I've been dragged to the bottom of a garbage dump. Probably look like it, too.

Luckily for me, Willy does not push further. In place, she smiles, before poking my nose with her long-nailed finger in a classic Willy tease.

"And now Vivi stays at Lan Yuyu's flat? Lucky her."

I roll my eyes so hard I swear I saw the back of my very filthy brain.

"Oh please don't remind me, I am tired of being the overprotective little brother. I've just been so anxious all this time when I heard about their crush on her."

"Why anxious ? We are talking about LAN FUCKING YUE!"

"I know! Imagine if it was anyone else, my heart wouldn't handle..."

"Pitt-bull that you are, Rapunzel. I know she just got out of a very abusive environment, but she'll be fine."

"Yeah, we can only hope."

Because I want to see her fine. I want to see her happy. And Lan Yue can make her happy, I know that, I trusted him with my secrets and I would trust him with my life. I can trust him with my sisters.

I just don't want to lose her again.

Neither of them.

***

The call in the middle of the night took me by surprise, but when I see Willy's name of the screen, I have no choice but to respond. We do not leave family astray. At least, a specific part of family.

Sharon is sleeping next to me. So my first reflex is to rush to the bathroom, the most silently I can, before answering the call.

"Hey, Willy, are you okay-"

I'm cut short by incoherent stammering. Oh, for that nonexistent god's sake, I think she's hyperventilating... Is she having a panic attack ? why is her voice so far from the mic of the phone ? Jesus fuck, if only she wasn't currently in Amsterdam visiting her grandparents, I would have tried to reach her asap, I can't leave her like this...

I hate feeling powerless but in that situation, I can only try and take control of the conversation so she's grounded to something. Jesus Christ.

"Willy, I'm not going anywhere, take a deep breath. There. focus on my voice, okay? Whatever happened, I'll listen, I promise, but i won't be able to help if I don't understand you."

"Emerens-"

She takes a big breath. Her voice gets a little steadier, but I can still hear the anguish.

"I have a half-sister."

Whatever words I had in stock just end up stuck in my throat.

All I can do is hear Willy tell me about how her world ended crumbling.

***

A half-sister. Of course that was expected to happen. Mother noticed, Mareva noticed, of course I noticed my uncle was not as faithful as he appeared to be. It got worse after the old fucks moved to retirement home, when he just stopped caring about gaining something from being good.

I'd never have imagined it was bad to the point he didn't even take precautions.

She's called Rosaline. Pretty name. History student, around Justen's age. The daughter of a maid of their house, probably very young if I judge by the pictures. I wager she was about twenty when that motherfucker knocked her up.

When she reached out to Willy, it was to connect. But also because she heard about the family feud and wanted to drag her asshole father to the mud. So we're gathering proof for the most nasty divorce ever. With maximum consequences for my bitch ass cheater of an uncle.

And now I'm with Willy to meet her because she wanted nobody else around. Maybe because it's not my first trial against a van Heel, I know the drill. Or maybe just because she needed support. Who knows.

"This feels so weird," grunted Willy rubbing her hands against one another. "I'm meeting a sister I never even heard about months ago, and we're doing that to fuck up my parents marriage."

"No offense, but Diederik fucked his own marriage, not us. By fucking other people in his wife's back."

"None taken, and you're absolutely right, that ass had it coming. But it's still weird."

I let out an ironic laugh.

"Think about it that way, Willy, he fucked to much, and now he's gonna get fucked. Karma always comes to bite you in the ass. You can't fuck without being fucked. The eternal cycle of fuck..."

"Says the bottom."

"Bitch I'm a switch?! And I certainly don't want you to find out!"

"Oh, ew, please, no! There is enough incest in this bloodline already!"

We burst out laughing, and that is enough to forget even for one moment the situation we're in.

Family stick out for each other, huh. I didn't think that would happen again in my lifetime, and here I am, happy to be of the same blood of someone.

[luminouslywriting]

Hello, hello from the slightly dyslexic anon who wrote about Rosie’s distress routine instead of de-stress routine 🤣🤣🤣. Anyway, back to the point about how Rosie de-stresses or how they both do after their marriage. There is only one way I could think of. I will showcase in the form of a dialogue because it will make more sense.

Ruth and Rosie have been arguing again about something silly, but because of a very difficult case they have been dealing with at work, they are both very stressed out, and their silly little argument is starting to take a very serious turn.

Ruth: “You are infuriating, I don’t know how else to explain this to you!”

Rosie: “Me? Infuriating? Are you even listening to what you’re saying?”

Ruth: “Honestly, I don’t know how to deal with you right now!”

Rosie: “Oh sweetheart, I am the one who doesn’t know how to deal with you!”

Ruth: “Maybe your royal highness, I need to run you a hot bath and put on a jazz record for you to de-stress because your attitude right now is not helping.”

Rosie: “Oh wow! Then why don’t I go and prepare your running clothes so you can go for a run to de-stress and then take a long bath, your majesty?”

Ruth: “Yes, you do what you said.”

Rosie: “And you do what you said.”

Ruth: “I will!”

Rosie: “I will too.”

After they both have calmed down sufficiently, they cuddle up on the couch while drinking tea, discussing everything with a clearer mind, and finding a solution.

On another note, you said you wanted to talk about the spicy stuff that goes on between Ruth and Rosie when their relationship becomes really intimate.

So far, I have thought of a couple of things.

First of all, Ruth likes to keep her punani clean, and I mean hairless, which surprises Rosie, but he comes to like it very much!

Second, Ruth does make Rosie shave down there too, especially the behind exit. Let’s just say there are no complaints from him after Ruth has her way with him.

Finally, Ruth learned from experience that pineapples and all kinds of berries really help with the taste of certain things, so she makes sure they both incorporate them into their diet. Rosie quickly realizes why.

Did it any of those things made sense to you???? Hopefully it did !

Lots of love ❤️

Nonny, I simply adore these thoughts so much! I have a few things to add haha:

1-Their arguments in their marriage are rarely serious and rarely get into the territory of hurting one another. There's really only one topic that gets them both upset and it's having kids/how they'd make that work. But I love that you incorporated their de-stressing into their marriage, because you're absolutely right.

Rosie is the type to get out her running shoes and worry about her until she's back. And she's the type to stew on if he's okay while he's bathing or showering or whatever it is because they both just want things to go back to normal.

2-Ahhhhhhh I totally support these trends for both Ruth and Robby. I think that Ruth would have an aversion to body hair just in general, it's not something she's particularly fond of and she's very particular about the types of food that they eat, since they both enjoy oral and getting creative in some other ways haha. So thank you!

[bethanydelleman]

Lady Susan Readthrough Letters 19 & 20

Summary: Lady Susan confirms to her friend that the idea of marrying Sir James made Frederica elope. Lady Susan ridicules her daughter for falling in love with Reginald and is disgusted by her artless way of going about it. She is not too worried, as Reginald doesn't seem to notice.

Sir James shows up uninvited at Churchill! Catherine thinks Lady Susan is pissed off, Frederica is extremely agitated, and Reginald is watching everything with interest. Lady Susan takes Catherine aside and tells her that Frederica is to marry Sir James soon. She talks him up (though Catherine makes her own judgement), and then thanks Catherine for her kindness.

Catherine is unmoved. She thinks Sir James is an idiot and hopes that Frederica will attract Reginald instead. Sir James invites himself to stay a few days.

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Catherine writes, "The girl whose heart can distinguish Reginald De Courcy, deserves, however he may slight her, a better fate than to be Sir James Martin's wife."

This reminded me of this part of Persuasion:

"Lady Russell had only to listen composedly, and wish them happy, but internally her heart revelled in angry pleasure, in pleased contempt, that the man who at twenty-three had seemed to understand somewhat of the value of an Anne Elliot, should, eight years afterwards, be charmed by a Louisa Musgrove." (Ch 13)

This seems like a strange virtue, falling in love with the most worthy person. Love is kind of a random thing but Catherine praises Frederica for falling in love with the right man (has she forgotten that Reginald is the only man present?) and Lady Russell is angry at Wentworth for falling for the wrong girl. This thinking seems to ignore that there may be many different people who are right for you?

This is also a bit of my problem with Fanny & Edmund. Like yes, he is the best man she's met, but she's met like 5 total! Can she have a few more choices before she settles down?

Such was the first distinguished exploit of Miss Frederica Vernon; and, if we consider that it was achieved at the tender age of sixteen, we shall have room for the most flattering prognostics of her future renown.

Again, Lady Susan almost seems proud of Frederica. I wonder if she would love her if they were the same or if she'd be even more threatened by her?

I can only suppose the lady to be governed by the fear of never getting her money

Lol, good call Miss Summers!

To disobey her mother by refusing an unexceptionable offer is not enough; her affections must also be given without her mother’s approbation.

Again, Mansfield Park:

"And you must be aware, Fanny, that it is every young woman’s duty to accept such a very unexceptionable offer as this.” (Ch 33)

I do find it hilarious thought to think that a parent can order a child to fall in love.

Her feelings are tolerably acute, and she is so charmingly artless in their display as to afford the most reasonable hope of her being ridiculous, and despised by every man who sees her.

This statement will be entirely debunked by Catherine Morland, who with the greatest artlessness will manage to marry everyone's dream husband, Henry Tilney.

The poor girl, however, I am sure, dislikes him; and though his person and address are very well, he appears, both to Mr. Vernon and me, a very weak young man.

Catherine pulls no punches.

mixing more frequent laughter with his discourse than the subject required—said many things over and over again, and told Lady Susan three times that he had seen Mrs. Johnson a few evenings before.

He sounds like the male version of Charlotte Palmer.

"When you have the happiness of bestowing your sweet little Catherine, some years hence, on a man who in connection and character is alike unexceptionable, you will know what I feel now; though, thank Heaven, you cannot have all my reasons for rejoicing in such an event. Catherine will be amply provided for, and not, like my Frederica, indebted to a fortunate establishment for the comforts of life.”

Okay, so Lady Susan is not wrong here, Frederica has no fortune (thanks to her mother no doubt) and will need to marry well. I guess the big question is, why is Lady Susan pushing this so hard and why is Frederica so determined against it?

My guess is that Lady Susan's ultimate plan is to leech off her daughter and SIL and drain them dry. Frederica has likely watched her mother do this sort of thing and fears being with a man who is under her mother's power. Or she just really wants Frederica out of her hair. I cannot imagine this move is selfless or rational.

Luckily, Frederica has Catherine fighting on her side!

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Alondra!!! I absolutely loved Part 11 of Nonviolent Communication!! It was both so sweet and yet so heartbreaking, especially with Miguel's backstory. (Also I have to mention I wrote a lot here, I'm sorry!) but I'll start with saying that Babysitting mayday sounds so fun and it was just so cute reading about taking care of her!! and let me collect myself here a bit because the whole flashback to Peter discussing having kids got me tearing up!! Thank you for tagging me and including that little idea I had with Peter buying too much merch and their friends thinking he has a crush on Spider-Woman!! and again I just love how you write Peter despite him not being in the story and I still have such a soft spot for Peter so reading this was so bittersweet but just thank you for including this in!!! ❤️ Makes me miss Peter even more now 🥺 I'm just so happy for reader, as she's in a much better place in dealing with that loss than before. And when reader puts on Billie Holiday, listening without crying in four years 😭 so much progress has happened for reader!!

I'm still not over reader and Miguel having dinner every Saturday 🥹 even having a little tradition of having pan dulce and café de olla! and the fact they both look forward to having dinner with each other is just so sweet!! the fact Miguel looks forward to it so much he already thinks of what to cook days in advance??!! 😭 but when Miguel shows up at reader's apartment mid dance with Mayday!! 😂 this whole day with the three of them was just so so cute!! and I loved how much Miguel smiled in this!! and again when reader had to do the little Spidey dance in the morning for Mayday!! omg when Miguel says “I think - you did it justice,” with the little eyebrow raise 🤭 can I also just mention how happy I am that Miguel is getting some well deserved and better sleep with less nightmares with readers help!! and the fact reader is included in his dreams!! 😭 seriously not over seeing the progression with Miguel and wanting to change for the better, it makes me so happy!! but the fact he can really depend on reader when some days are harder just- I'm just so happy he has reader to count on, I just love their friendship 🥹

Seeing a little bit of Miguel’s fatherly side even though it's still hard for him to be around Mayday 😭 (and I just want to mention how you included that Miguel's fatherly side shows through the resources he has at HQ for the younger members that need it because that's so sweet and I can really see Miguel doing that!) and I just have to talk about how bittersweet it is that reader also thinks that if Miguel hadn’t lost his family that he wouldn’t be where he is with reader now, living a very different and happy life, just as Miguel thought about reader’s loss with Peter- and then reader would also give up all this and their friendship if it meant Miguel having his family back and happiness- the parallels!?! 😭😭 (totally fine here, really) 

When he couldn’t help watch how reader takes care of Mayday with such care and then watching as reader brushes Mayday's hair reminding him of when he brushed Gabriella's hair 😭 But omg the big chuckle Miguel had when Mayday hit reader on the side of the head with the plush 😂 i found it so cute when Miguel couldn’t hold his chuckle in seeing reader forms a little smile 🥹 what I would do to see Miguel like that, makes me wonder if reader will get to see Miguel full on laughing in the future! And when Mayday makes reader and Miguel’s action figures kiss!! 🤣🤣 I giggled so much reading that, omg Mayday really is rooting for them too!! I can only imagine what Miguel’s face looked like seeing that!!

I loved reading about how Miguel and reader can sit in silence with one another now and find comfort in each others presence, without feeling the need to fill the silence because its so true that finding that kind of connection with someone can be hard, and the fact reader had that with Peter and now Miguel 😭 and when they subconsciously know when its time to communicate with each other- because of their special connection, I love reading about the little ways their special connection shows, and the fact Miguel loves learning and knowing more about reader, finding the connection the two of them have comforting, just the idea of reader existing comforts him yet that scares him too 😭 You can see how much he really cherishes their friendship and just cares about reader overall.

I'm so happy reader got to tell Miguel how cool his fangs and talons are because they really are!! and also telling him his eyes are beautiful no matter what color they are, because it's true. I can't even begin to describe how sad it was reading when Miguel thinks back on how some of features made him feel like an outcast back in the early days of the spider society. And the fact he still felt guilty over accidentally scratching reader with his talons and feeling guilty over ripping reader's suit a bit too, Miguel really is just a big softie, he is just so caring and sweet 🥺

This brings me to he whole conversation with Miguel on his childhood and- that was just so heartbreaking. It’s awful knowing he’s kept this to himself all this time with only Gabriel knowing because he was there to see it too. How Miguel tried to comfort Gabriel, being protective of his younger brother from the abusive environment they were in, everything they went through. Miguel and Gabriel really deserved so much better, I can't imagine bottling all that up all these years. And it was just so heartbreaking reading about how he was treated as a child by George O’Hara and then not having the best relationship with Conchata, being treated unfairly for something he has absolutely no control in, it just breaks my heart. Then there's his time at Alchemax, It's just so sad reading about how he became Spiderman 2099. Miguel's whole backstory involves so much hardship. But I'm so glad that Miguel had reader to really let all this out, I'm so happy he was able to have to opportunity to tell this to someone he trusts so much, to help him with his healing journey 🥹

It was also so sad to read how hard it was to tell Miguel that he is enough to the point where reader says "I’m no one to say it" and when it upsets Miguel that reader even said that, as he values this friendship so much and cares so much for reader, to the point where he says “You… are more than someone to me,” 😭 so much has happened between them, so many milestones in their relationship, and I really enjoy seeing how far they've come, even if there is a slight restraint that tugs at them sometimes. When reader get's the words out to say that he is worthy and enough as a person, I got emotional because Miguel really deserves so much love and deserves to know that he really is enough, he deserves so much better, and it was so needed for him to hear that. Thank you again for doing so much justice for Miguels character because he truly deserves all the love!! ❤️

Ok I just have to talk about Miguel's hand brushing over readers when giving him the wrong mug- his fingers sliding in between the spaces of reader's hand- was freaking out (in a good way) but then his pink finger started to curl around readers pinky and give it a gentle squeeze??!! I'M SORRY FOR YELLING BUT I WAS SCREAMING!! the fact reader tried avoiding touching Miguel's hand to respect his boundaries only for him to do this!! omg I can't believe Miguel was the one to initiate this little touch!!! no the way that was so intentional I'm still freaking out- I can't- if I'm freaking out now, I can't imagine how I'll be later on when they open up to comfort each other more physically!! and the size difference with the hands!! omg I'm still not over this, the fact Miguel's pinky tip can wrap around readers pinky I- the way I'm going to think about this whole moment for the next few days omg. I think I remember you mentioning messing around with your mug and thinking about how it would look in Miguel's hand and now here I am also messing around with my mug wondering that too 😂 

The fact Miguel really didn't want to leave readers apartment because he finds so much comfort in reader and her place is just so sweet, and I found it really endearing how reader prolonged the stay too. And when Miguel thinks back to reader being alone for 3 years after Peter's passing, thinking how alone reader must've been during that time and wishing to find her sooner 😭 when the both of them stayed up all night with each other!! I can't get over their friendship, it's just so sweet and truly special. but don't even get me started on when Peter B. shows up in the morning to find Miguel also in reader's apartment 😂 I'm imagining the look on his face and his thoughts in that moment! and then the glances the Parkers give each other when Miguel and reader head out after returning all of their things- now I wonder if the Parkers talk about Miguel and reader's friendship. But when reader tells Miguel “I’m here for you.” and Miguel says he's there for reader too!! even with it being hard for him to express these words!! Again, the amount of progress Miguel has made just makes me so happy to read!! ❤️

I've written way too much again, but Alondra, I absolutely loved part 11!! I remember you telling me how much research you had to do with writing this, especially on Miguel's backstory! and I appreciate everything you do to write such an amazing story!! It's crazy how far reader and Miguel's relationship has changed and evolved, how they find comfort in one another, though still holding back as they still respect each others boundaries too 🥺 and I will mention this every single time but I love it when they say "always" to one another, it's just too sweet ❤️ and again don't be sorry for updating later, especially with how busy it is in December and everything! and I hope you get to have some fun too!! Thank you again for tagging me in this with Peter and the fanart too!! sometimes I still can't believe I've inspired you with writing and it means so much to me!! 🥹 Touching on how Miguel was written in the script that was released I'm still so disappointed at how he was described too, and I just want to thank you again for just really doing so much justice with Miguels character through your story because he is worthy!! ❤️ I'm also so excited to hear about the Christmas one-shot and a new fic in the new year!! but also please take as much time as you need to rest as you deserve it!! you just put so much work into your stories, and everything you write is just amazing!! Thank you so much for continuing to write for NC!! I hope you have an amazing week Alondra!!! ✨❤️✨

@sunsetdoodler thank you!!! I'm so happy to see you enjoyed part 11 despite the heartbreaking part regarding Miguel's backstory. It was sad for me to write about but I also wanted to include it in the story as part of Miguel's healing journey! I'm just glad this part is out of the way now. And don't worry about the length of the ask, my response is probably going to be longer, haha (I'm sorry!!)! Babysitting Mayday was so much fun to write about! I wanted to include it at one point in the story and I figured I would do it now to lighten up the chapter a bit because of Miguel's hardships, though I tried my best to have Miguel talk about it in a way that gave him power while doing so. I hope that makes sense! Omg, the part about Peter discussing having children!! I got sad writing that part, too but I wanted to include a little bit of Peter in this chapter since I feel like these days he's not mentioned as much! I miss writing about him like I did back in the early chapters! 🥺 And, of course! I needed to include that bit about the merch and their friends thinking Peter had a crush on Spider-Woman, haha!!! I loved it too much to not include it, so THANK YOU AGAIN for the inspiration!! I'm also so happy that reader is in a much better place than she was before and that she can listen to Billie Holiday again without crying (I was lowkey crying at her progress though)!! It's so amazing to write both Miguel and reader being in a better place than they were from the first chapter 😭😭 it's bittersweet to see how far along they've come!!

Their Saturday dinners omg!! I love it, too!! And also the fact they have café de olla and pan dulce, just like Miguel did with Gabriel, someone he cared about so much, on Saturdays!!! And the fact that they both look forward to it but then yes, omg the way Miguel plans ahead!! He lowkey wants to keep impressing her!! Omg Miguel arriving when reader and Mayday are dancing !!!! It had me blushing hahaha!! Miguel smiled so much in this chapter and maybe I over did it but I couldn't contain myself when I knew he was going to be talking about his past!! OMG the little eyebrow raise Miguel did when he told reader she did the spidey dance justirce!!!!!!!!!!!!! I needed it. So I added it and 🤭🤭 that bit was definitely a treat for me, haha!! Again, why is this so ??!!! Just his eyebrows alone got me! It's everything about this man, I swear!!! @sunsetdoodler me, too about the sleep 😭😭 I want this man to eat and sleep well and I'm so happy he's getting proper sleep and making homemade meals!!! And hehe, reader showing up in his dreams... 👀 but also same about Miguel having reader to count on. I genuinely love how he knows he can count on her, how he embraces it now!! It's little but the progress he's made!!! Makes me want to cry happy tears for him🥹🥹

Miguel's fatherly side!!! I LOVED INCLUDING THAT!!! It was especially important for me after reading bits of the script!! He has a fatherly side that we can see in the movie even in the aftermath of him losing Gabriella (him letting Gwen into the Spider Society after what he saw happened with Gwen's dad despite not wanting her to join because of her connection to Miles; I'm pretty sure he knows about Margo's parents, too (he's such a GIRL DAD AND I'M SCREAMING))!! Omg, no, the freaking parallels to them being willing to give up their friendship and everything just so the other could have their previous life back but also feeling a deep sadness just imagining not being in each other's lives ... It's just a sign of the kind of friendship they have!!! It's so sweet and beautiful!!

No, Miguel watching reader and Mayday throughout the evening was so cute to me!! Him being reminded of brushing Gabriella's hair got me sad but I also loved including the fact that his memories of Gabriella are less painful these days! OMG him CHUCKLING 😭😭 I had WAY TOO MUCH fun imagining him like this (I NEED HIM HAPPY LIKE THIS). About reader seeing him full on laughing in the future... no comment. Omg Mayday making their action figures kiss - this is why I mentioned in the Thanksgiving drabble ask you sent that Mayday was also rooting for them along with Peter B. haha!! But no, I was laughing too much at this part because of reader and Miguel's reaction. And Miguel's face - I didn't describe it but you better bet there was a strong blush going on and his eyes went a little wide when he first heard Mayday!!!🤣🤣

The whole bit about their peaceful silences is just 🥺 I love how much comfort they find in each other even through their presences alone, and the fact reader had this this with Peter and now Miguel!! Their special connection showing through in this small way 😭 their friendship is just so sweet!!! And Miguel truly does cherish this friendship and reader so much even if he doesn't verbally say it YET.

Omg reader telling Miguel his fangs and talons are cool and unique!!! I just had to include that (even more so after the script)!! And about his eyes - I NEEDED TO!!! His eyes are beautiful and I don't care what anyone says!!!!! Also, I just wanted to include that bit because again, the script brought back to me the fact that he already might feel like he stands out because of his lack of spidey sense! So I just wanted to make Miguel feel loved and appreciated even if it's just through this fic 😭😭 about reader's suit - yes, omg he really is a big softie and just so caring and sweet!! He genuinely feels bad about it but I'm glad reader reassured him it's okay!!

Now on to Miguel's past... 😭 This was so painful but as I said earlier, I thought it was necessary for Miguel's healing journey. The bit about him comforting Gabriel as a child when Miguel himself was one - It breaks my heart. And then George O'Hara (it would've be on sight for him and Tyler Stone fr)! And Conchata's treatment, too when he had nothing to do with it (it really upsets me how she takes it out on him). I hate that Miguel had to go through that and that he's kept it bottled up all these years, and didn't even talk to Gabriel about it. I really feel like a part of him never wanted to because in the end, George was Gabriel's bio father and he probably also didn't want to talk about their mom because Gabriel had a very different view of her, so Miguel probably didn't want to talk "bad" about either of them even if they deserved it. Then his time at Alchemax and becoming Spider-Man 2099, as you said, so much of his past involves hardship and the way some people ignore that it's just so upsetting. I hope so badly that he has a happy ending in the spider-verse 😭😭😭 I'm also so happy that he has someone that he trusts and can talk to in reader!!

On reader not wanting to tell Miguel her thoughts and then finally tells Miguel she's no one to say it but Miguel growing upset - I absolutely loved this part because Miguel genuinely means it. So much has happened between them that it upsets him reader can think she's no one. The way they still hold back from saying things at this point - omg, I cannot wait for the day when they're more open about these things without feeling like it's too much for either of them. I also wanted it to be this moment in which reader finally breaks past a boundary (at Miguel's wish and acceptance) and it's for this - to tell Miguel that he's worthy and deserving of so much more. I genuinely loved this part - it has to be one of my favorite parts in this story so far. Miguel most definitely needed to hear that and the fact that it came from someone that has been nothing but kind, understanding, and respectful to him - I just, I'm okay really!!! Thank you so much!! I'm so happy you think I'm giving Miguel's character justice, that truly means so much to me 🥺

@sunsetdoodler you and me both freaking out over the little physical touch they had!!! I was like, we're getting a little bit and it's initiated by MIGUEL HIMSELF !!!!! If I was not ready for this little moment, I can already see myself absolutely losing it when it's full on contact which I'm just omg - gonna be screaming and crying over it 😭😭😭 but yes the gentle squeeze!!! Once again, Miguel is a huge softie and !!!! Imagine what it must feel like!!! I've been thinking about it for weeks now!!! And omg yes the way his pinky's tip is enough to wrap around hers - I needed to highlight the size difference even just a little bit in this scene. Also 😂😂 you should've seen me. I was in my bedroom drinking coffee in this mug and holding it in different poses to see what was the best way for it to make sense. I was really sitting there studying it, taking notes, and trying to get an idea of how much space Miguel's fingers would need, where to place my own pinky finger and all (very important research!!💀 no, the things this man has me doing sometimes it's just - wow).

Miguel not wanting to leave and reader also wanting him to stay longer!!! I just love how they were on the same page about it!! The little bit about Miguel wishing he had found her sooner - I WAS MAKING MYSELF GET IN MY FEELINGS OVER THIS!!! Then how they stayed up together all night 😭 I'm so happy you love their friendship because me, too!! Haha, Peter B.'s face when he came in - I saw it so perfectly in my head!! He was freaking out on the inside for sure but trying very hard to not make it obvious! And omg the Parkers definitely talked about it once reader and Miguel left for sure (same way the Morales have talked about them 😂)! Also, Miguel repeating reader's words - BIG MOMENT and such a big sign of Miguel's progress so far!!! I just love getting to write Miguel being more open, I swear!!! 😭😭

@sunsetdoodler I always love reading your thoughts, so never worry about how long the asks are, please!! And yes, Miguel's backstory took me a minute because I came across different sources but I'm so happy it has been written (even though it was hard because of all the hardships in Miguel's life) and it's one more step in Miguel's healing journey!! Thank you so much for the kind words, they truly mean so much to me!! It really is crazy how much their relationship has changed!! I'm so happy they have each other now and I'm so excited to see how much more their relationship evolves 🥺it's going to be so sweet to write that change in the future!! Their little "always" no, same, I love it so much!!! Thank you for being so understanding, too!! I really wish I could update more frequently but the longer updates do take a little bit of time (plus editing) but I hope in the future updating is more consistent, thank you for being so understanding tho!! And I hope you have some fun, too!! It's crazy we're almost halfway through the month!! And omg, please don't thank me for including it- thank you for giving me inspiration for Peter. I love knowing that there's someone else who loves him just as much as I do even though he's not really part of the story or even canon to the spider-verse!! Regarding the script! I'm also still so disappointed about it and I hope that the team saw how much love Miguel has received and that they do better with Miguel in BTSV. He deserves it!! Thank you for thinking I've given him justice through this story - it truly means so much to me!!! I love him so much and it gives me so much happiness to see you think this, thank you!!!!! I'm definitely taking a break and trying to do some Christmas stuff while I plan for NC and the other fic, along with other small works! I also want to get back into drawing because I haven't been able to draw for a month! Thank you so much for your support and lovely words as always @sunsetdoodler !!!! I appreciate it SO MUCH!!! I hope you enjoy the holidays and that you have a wonderful week, too!!! ✨❤️✨

-Alondra

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Public domain disabled characters:

The Cripple, by Guy de Maupassant

The following adventure happened to me about 1882. I had just taken the train and settled down in a corner, hoping that I should be left alone, when the door suddenly opened again and I heard a voice say: “Take care, monsieur, we are just at a crossing; the step is very high.”

Another voice answered: “That's all right, Laurent, I have a firm hold on the handle.”

Then a head appeared, and two hands seized the leather straps hanging on either side of the door and slowly pulled up an enormous body, whose feet striking on the step, sounded like two canes. When the man had hoisted his torso into the compartment I noticed, at the loose edge of his trousers, the end of a wooden leg, which was soon followed by its mate. A head appeared behind this traveller and asked; “Are you all right, monsieur?”

“Yes, my boy.”

“Then here are your packages and crutches.”

And a servant, who looked like an old soldier, climbed in, carrying in his arms a stack of bundles wrapped in black and yellow papers and carefully tied; he placed one after the other in the net over his master's head. Then he said: “There, monsieur, that is all. There are five of them—the candy, the doll the drum, the gun, and the pate de foies gras.”

“Very well, my boy.”

“Thank you, Laurent; good health!”

The man closed the door and walked away, and I looked at my neighbor. He was about thirty-five, although his hair was almost white; he wore the ribbon of the Legion of Honor; he had a heavy mustache and was quite stout, with the stoutness of a strong and active man who is kept motionless on account of some infirmity. He wiped his brow, sighed, and, looking me full in the face, he asked: “Does smoking annoy you, monsieur?”

“No, monsieur.”

Surely I knew that eye, that voice, that face. But when and where had I seen them? I had certainly met that man, spoken to him, shaken his hand. That was a long, long time ago. It was lost in the haze wherein the mind seems to feel around blindly for memories and pursues them like fleeing phantoms without being able to seize them. He, too, was observing me, staring me out of countenance, with the persistence of a man who remembers slightly but not completely. Our eyes, embarrassed by this persistent contact, turned away; then, after a few minutes, drawn together again by the obscure and tenacious will of working memory, they met once more, and I said: “Monsieur, instead of staring at each other for an hour or so, would it not be better to try to discover where we have known each other?”

My neighbor answered graciously: “You are quite right, monsieur.”

I named myself: “I am Henri Bonclair, a magistrate.”

He hesitated for a few minutes; then, with the vague look and voice which accompany great mental tension, he said: “Oh, I remember perfectly. I met you twelve years ago, before the war, at the Poincels!”

“Yes, monsieur. Ah! Ah! You are Lieutenant Revaliere?”

“Yes. I was Captain Revaliere even up to the time when I lost my feet —both of them together from one cannon ball.”

Now that we knew each other's identity we looked at each other again. I remembered perfectly the handsome, slender youth who led the cotillons with such frenzied agility and gracefulness that he had been nicknamed “the fury.” Going back into the dim, distant past, I recalled a story which I had heard and forgotten, one of those stories to which one listens but forgets, and which leave but a faint impression upon the memory.

There was something about love in it. Little by little the shadows cleared up, and the face of a young girl appeared before my eyes. Then her name struck me with the force of an explosion: Mademoiselle de Mandel. I remembered everything now. It was indeed a love story, but quite commonplace. The young girl loved this young man, and when I had met them there was already talk of the approaching wedding. The youth seemed to be very much in love, very happy.

I raised my eye to the net, where all the packages which had been brought in by the servant were trembling from the motion of the train, and the voice of the servant came back to me, as if he had just finished speaking. He had said: “There, monsieur, that is all. There are five of them: the candy, the doll, the drum, the gun, and the pate de foies gras.”

Then, in a second, a whole romance unfolded itself in my head. It was like all those which I had already read, where the young lady married notwithstanding the catastrophe, whether physical or financial; therefore, this officer who had been maimed in the war had returned, after the campaign, to the young girl who had given him her promise, and she had kept her word.

I considered that very beautiful, but simple, just as one, considers simple all devotions and climaxes in books or in plays. It always seems, when one reads or listens to these stories of magnanimity, that one could sacrifice one's self with enthusiastic pleasure and overwhelming joy. But the following day, when an unfortunate friend comes to borrow some money, there is a strange revulsion of feeling.

But, suddenly, another supposition, less poetic and more realistic, replaced the first one. Perhaps he had married before the war, before this frightful accident, and she, in despair and resignation, had been forced to receive, care for, cheer, and support this husband, who had departed, a handsome man, and had returned without his feet, a frightful wreck, forced into immobility, powerless anger, and fatal obesity.

Was he happy or in torture? I was seized with an irresistible desire to know his story, or, at least, the principal points, which would permit me to guess that which he could not or would not tell me. Still thinking the matter over, I began talking to him. We had exchanged a few commonplace words; and I raised my eyes to the net, and thought: “He must have three children: the bonbons are for his wife, the doll for his little girl, the drum and the gun for his sons, and this pate de foies gras for himself.”

Suddenly I asked him: “Are you a father, monsieur?”

He answered: “No, monsieur.”

I suddenly felt confused, as if I had been guilty of some breach of etiquette, and I continued: “I beg your pardon. I had thought that you were when I heard your servant speaking about the toys. One listens and draws conclusions unconsciously.”

He smiled and then murmured: “No, I am not even married. I am still at the preliminary stage.”

I pretended suddenly to remember, and said:

“Oh! that's true! When I knew you, you were engaged to Mademoiselle de Mandel, I believe.”

“Yes, monsieur, your memory is excellent.”

I grew very bold and added: “I also seem to remember hearing that Mademoiselle de Mandel married Monsieur—Monsieur—”

He calmly mentioned the name: “Monsieur de Fleurel.”

“Yes, that's it! I remember it was on that occasion that I heard of your wound.”

I looked him full in the face, and he blushed. His full face, which was already red from the oversupply of blood, turned crimson. He answered quickly, with a sudden ardor of a man who is pleading a cause which is lost in his mind and in his heart, but which he does not wish to admit.

“It is wrong, monsieur, to couple my name with that of Madame de Fleurel. When I returned from the war-without my feet, alas! I never would have permitted her to become my wife. Was it possible? When one marries, monsieur, it is not in order to parade one's generosity; it is in order to live every day, every hour, every minute, every second beside a man; and if this man is disfigured, as I am, it is a death sentence to marry him! Oh, I understand, I admire all sacrifices and devotions when they have a limit, but I do not admit that a woman should give up her whole life, all joy, all her dreams, in order to satisfy the admiration of the gallery. When I hear, on the floor of my room, the tapping of my wooden legs and of my crutches, I grow angry enough to strangle my servant. Do you think that I would permit a woman to do what I myself am unable to tolerate? And, then, do you think that my stumps are pretty?”

He was silent. What could I say? He certainly was right. Could I blame her, hold her in contempt, even say that she was wrong? No. However, the end which conformed to the rule, to the truth, did not satisfy my poetic appetite. These heroic deeds demand a beautiful sacrifice, which seemed to be lacking, and I felt a certain disappointment. I suddenly asked: “Has Madame de Fleurel any children?”

“Yes, one girl and two boys. It is for them that I am bringing these toys. She and her husband are very kind to me.”

The train was going up the incline to Saint-Germain. It passed through the tunnels, entered the station, and stopped. I was about to offer my arm to the wounded officer, in order to help him descend, when two hands were stretched up to him through the open door.

“Hello! my dear Revaliere!”

“Ah! Hello, Fleurel!”

Standing behind the man, the woman, still beautiful, was smiling and waving her hands to him. A little girl, standing beside her, was jumping for joy, and two young boys were eagerly watching the drum and the gun, which were passing from the car into their father's hands.

When the cripple was on the ground, all the children kissed him. Then they set off, the little girl holding in her hand the small varnished rung of a crutch, just as she might walk beside her big friend and hold his thumb.

[averagejoesolomon]

okay, so I know you're deeply into Full Circle, but I've been doing so much research with the original series and The Listen Series again lately and I just had to come yell at you (with love and immense excitement) because...

Mary? From OSOT?? I...Idk. Maybe it's just my own headcanon? But I swear...she didn't even flinch when Cammie got her in a lock? Took care of her. Knew all the languages she was speaking? Irish. Strawberry Blonde. Face full of freckles. Blue eyes. Close in age to Cam?

Is it just me?! IS THAT MRS. O'REILLY?!

Sarah, I need answers. Like did you also think this or I have stumbled upon this?

And if I've stumbled upon it, CAN YOU IMAGINE -

A girl, a little lost and confused, maybe on the run from something herself, and meeting Cam, she decides she isn't alone and maybe she saved Cammie on that mountain, but maybe, just maybe Cammie saved her a little? And she leaves. And she meets PHINEAS. AND THEN

AND THEN-

Phineas. Decides to study the brain, because "Mary" was fascinated, after Cammie, and maybe they talked about it a lot, and maybe he just needed to feel closer to her, to understand his own grief, whatever the reason.

AND THENNNNN

THAT MAN

SAVES CAMMIE'S SON ON THAT SAME MOUNTAIN WITH HER

AND HELPS HER DAUGHTER

AND HIS SON HELPS HER DAUGHTER

AND

SARAH DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!

AM I ALONE? AM I CRAZY? WHERE ARE ZACH AND LUKE TO TELL ME I'M NOT CRAZY*

-@superblycaffeinated

*see my next thing yelling at you

hello yes I'm back because, I just have to talk about Luke Collins #1 - both him and Zach telling Cam and Morgan that they aren't crazy? I cry. Every time. Every. Single. Time. #2- something about this last re-read, maybe it's cause I was bouncing around between both series, but how much more I noticed the direct similarities but also the opposite to their relationships and each other? Like Cammie and Zach, at Gillian's in OSOT and Zach says he can't fit. and he kisses her for luck. BUT THEN LUKE says almost the same thing. In Sleuth Will Set You Free? and Morgan's like I don't care and he is just....UGHHHHH #3- the beautiful subtle way Luke starts to get more open about his feelings for Morgan? And her too, but mainly him is what I'm focused on. That quiet Luke Collins thing. When Morgan literally describes them as being not so great at the outward, open thing like Matt/Scout - and then Luke is loop de looping on her arm and kissing her palm and is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?/just kiss me?! EXCUSE ME?! and he's all nervous and frantic energy until his hands settle on her when she finally wakes up and THE WRIST KISS in the last chapter. Anyways, just me kissing your beautiful big lovely brain as always and thanking you for writing this series over and over and over again 💙

😍✨💕🎉🥰 I certainly don't remember making the Mary connection to Finn's mom, but I am always always always open to more Finn lore—I absolutely adore that kid. Always down for adding more meaning where you can find it. And speaking of kids I adore, you're absolutely right about Luke Collins, in every way. He's the best. At the time, I remember trying to write him in direct parallel to Zach, though that changed over the 7+ years it took me to write the series. I learned a lot between book 5 and book 6, and Luke's development can be directly attributed to those 5 years away. I adore the way he comes across in all the books, but Over and Run With is a real breakout for him. brb gonna go re-read those Gathering chapters rn... 👀 (Thanks for screaming with me, I do love this series)

[pielplastica]

Today was... normal, I guess? I'm not working at the moment because I want to focus on my studies, so mostly I just do my chores and that's it. Today mom and I watched Dragon Quest: Your Story (I higly recommend it to you, also I remember a post that you made a while ago about some comfort games? I saw that most of them were made with RPG Maker and are actually kind of good, so I TOTALLY ABSOLUTELY recommend you play any Dragon Quest, or all of them! They're RPG's, and try to play the DS version of the games, the old ones are a little bit harder than their DS versions buuuuut you'll need to look up guides if you don't want to walk around aimlessly without knowing what to do... but yeah, they're worth it, trust me... does he has a Switch? Maybe he can but Dragon Quest X for the switch, it's the easier one to follow its story and... one of the very best of them all, so yeah, enough of that). I also help her with her homework because she works afternoon shifts so yeah, not much time for homework but its just your standar homework, nothing special. (I just realized this last bit looks like I help my mom with her homework, but I didn't mean mom lol)

I've been actually listening to mostly the same music as I did before. I... stopped looking for new music a while back. Music it's a delicate subject for me now, because back when I was trying to make some, it was a difficult and painful process for me so yeah, I don't go around looking for new sounds anymore, neither I try to make them. But I do listen to a couple new ones... aaaand speaking of, I am making a playlist for you. Well, I just started it some hours ago but got tangled up with her homework so I had to focus on it. I'll share the link with you via chat, you don't have to reply or anything, I don't want us to go through that again, I'll just send the link, save it on a note, wherever you want and then you can delete the conversation if you want to, it's ok.

Family's fine, just mom with her shoulder and hand, but everything's good. What about you? What have you been up to? How's your brother? He must be tall, right? I got a feeling back when we... that he would turn out to be tall, like, reaaaally tall.

And I didn't knew that fact, but that's something I would expect you would know. Thank you for sharing it, I'm going to start looking at my naps like you do.

And yeah, I go to her house on weekends and we just spend the day there with her family. I know all of her family, and actually get along pretty well with all of them. So yeah, we only sit around and they drink, like, a lot. She also drinks, "solo de la roja" but I don't. I haven't tasted alcohol in like... 5 years? Last time was with Alo in her house with her friends, right before the pandemic started. All of her family asks me why I don't drink, and I just tell them that I simply don't like it. Don't like the taste, don't like what it does to me (the couple of times I got drunk I actually became a looooot more cheerful and "extroverted"??? Like, I would go around the party and start talking with everyone... dang, maybe I do need to be drunk always), so yeah, we don't go to big fancy places or anything, we both are the stay at home watching movies and sharing a blankie type.

I actually read your post when you... well, posted it. I tend to have my phone close to me and... I'm sorry if I sound like a creep, but I have notifications turn on so I know when you post. That's because I want to know when you write something, sometimes I get so lost on homework or studying that I just forget to even text her back if I don't hear a notification or anything. I know it must be kind of weird, but I want to be 100% honest with you, so if you want me to turn it off I get it. But back to what I was gonna say, I don't remember reading about you going to sign classes. And I'm jelous! I kinda wanted to go too because of you and your brother, but after us I just lost the interest so I took chinese again, but if you know where I can go to sign classes let me know.

I know you'll do good at work, I remember you being good at everything you did back then, so I wouldn't even worry about it. But my condolences on that 12 hour shift.

Aang and Roku are so you, I can definitely see that. I hope we can both be like Uncle Iroh one day. Old and fat. Jk.

Ok, so I was aware about this test that you wrote about but I forgot what type I was so I'm doing it right now, I thought to write this before doing it but this just gets waaaaaaaaaay too personal dude like, its asking me "you are still bothered by the mistakes you did a long time ago" like, dude, who sent you??? Ok back to it.

So I got INFJ-T? Is that the correct English name to it? Ok, I got the same as Atticus Finch from To Kill A Mocking bird so everything's right in this life. Ok, so I was looking for the ATLA thingy you were talking about and I think I found the page you're talking about with The Avatar, The Airnomads and such and... Oh my god. No. Way.

Please watch Korra again. I know I've been recommending you a lot of things lately, but Korra is so close to my heart. Korra and Tomomi Nomiya are such a "literally me" characters to me. I'm actually using my brother's GF netflix account lol.

I... haven't actually asked that question to myself before. I've always loved water, I believe you know that, but water is such a passive, calm energy that I think wouldn't fit with me honestly. I was thinking more Air or Earth, Fire maybe because I'd like to do Lightningbending but I know I would kill myself for sure because I would get distracted lol. Air because I always wanted to fly, if you remember THAT antagonist from TLoK you'll know what I mean. But I feel I would Earthbend because I don't know... I just believe it fits more with who I am as a person and how I would interact in that world. I can see you being an Airbender too, and helping the Avatar to Airbend and that's because I don't want you to bloodbend, you'd be TOO powerful in our world if you could.

I knew you were into Yaoi manga, I remember you talking about it back then but I wasn't all sure. Now I am lol.

I find it interesting that you decided to share the ending instead of you writing the name of the manga/anime for me to look for it, and those lyrics... is there something you'd like to say? Jk, nice song btw.

Have you watch Nichijou? Azumanga Daioh? Lucky Star? You know I'm more of a manga guy, but maaaaaaan these high-schooler animes are just so fricking good and I laugh like a donkey watching them. ALSO Nichijou's both openings are just *chef's kiss*

Have a good night, and good weekend. Hope your shift passes by quickly. You'll do good, trust in yourself and know that if you're there is for a reason. I've always believed in you.

I'd like to ask you too if you're going to see him, if you're going to kiss him but... I'm not ready to know, but it helps that you write about your history with him more so that I can get a better idea of you actually loving him, it helps me in a way to face reality just... do it slowly.

But I do hope you enjoy your time, whatever you do and with whoever you do it.

[psychelis-new]

Hey, Lys. I’d love ask about this dream that I had recently.

So the dream opens with this scene, I’m in a room with another person and it seems that I’m attempting to communicate with them. The reason why I say attempting is because we’re both wearing these mask-like gadgets that are covering( more like restraining) our entire face so they prevent us from seeing and talking properly and it seemed to me that we were being watched. From this scene alone, I got the impression that we were being controlled in this environment. In another scene, I’m alone this time and I’m in a kitchen. A guy opens the door and he warms me about my mic and alluding to the fact that I’m being listened to by some people ( honestly I don’t remember this part clearly but it ties with I was saying about being monitored).

Fast forward to the most important scene (and the most vivid) in my opinion. I’m taken ( more like dragged) into this room, by ‘the people’ and this is when things start getting weird.

First of all, the gadget thingy is removed from my face and even though I feel this sense of relief, I notice that my sight is so bad, I can barely see the people in front of me. There’s three people: a young boy, a middle-aged woman and a man. This is when I realise that the woman was the mastermind of it all. She was asking all sorts of questions that made it look obvious that I was there because of her. You know what’s the weirdest part of it all? Is that by the time they took me in that room, I was no longer me, I was in the body of a very old man. I also remember me saying something like “I’m a 93 years old man, if you let me go, I’ll take care of my eyes myself”.

This is the most vivid dream that I’ve had to date. In fact, even after my eyes opened, for some reason, I was still thinking that I was on that floor, in that room, at the mercy of those people. What I understood from the dream is that I was basically being held captive and it was because of them that my eyesight got that bad in the first place. But what really got me curious was how I turned into an elderly person.

Last year, I had a dream where I saw an elderly man crying tears of joy. He was crying because he miraculously got his sight back. When I had this dream I was confused because at first I saw a young person who then turned into this old man and I was wondering how did this happen but also, why am I dreaming of this in the first place.

And now it’s happened again in a way. I wonder if they’re somehow connected because these are the only times where I’ve had a dream where an elderly man and his eyesight were the topic.

I’m sorry if this was long. if I have to be honest, it even got me wondering if had astro travelled somewhere, maybe another dimension even. It was that insane.

Thank you for your time !

Hello! (nice new avatar!) Dw, the more accurate you write, the more I get to understand too (since I cannot know what is really going on in your life and how you're experiencing it, this helps me get more infos to help you).

I honestly don't think you astro travelled: I just think your mind used a bunch of signs to make you think and give you some kind of message about what you're undergoing now, and maybe what you were undergoing too when you had the other dream... Yeah there may be a connection between the two dreams, somehow: it's also not unusual to "remember" dreams we had in the past and continue them or move on from where we left them with the infos we had there (I guess it's our unconscious mind being stuck on that unreceived message from our conscious mind, but ofc I may be wrong). Let's go step by step anyway.

First thing here to me is that you're feeling restricted and unable to really communicate yourself to others the way you'd like to. I think there's fear of being judged or attacked/hurt, and so you just want to shield yourself and protect yourself from this possible harm. And this makes it hard for you to really say what you want and show your true self, despite you desperately want to. Maybe you need to build boundaries? Maybe you feel like you cannot do something or you feel controlled too, even in/with those that are considered safe environments/people. You may feel unsafe and need to be hypervigilant to "save yourself". I think you're trying to find your voice and let it be heard freely and help yourself or nurture yourself through this, make yourself be seen and heard, but at times it may be overwhelming and it may still give you anxiety. There may be something you're not considering, could be a perspective over this matter, or maybe it's all a trigger that comes from a past experience but it's not some real impending issue at the moment (despite it doesn't feel so ofc, which is normal).

Yeah it could be something from your childhood that is resurfacing (something you have not considered or avoided), maybe it's just self doubts and feeling vulnerable, not feeling enough as you've been judged a lot and you're restricting yourself to prevent this to happen again... something that your unconscious wanted you to notice in this dream, even if maybe you're pretending to not listen cause actually you're okay and you know better, you don't need that (the old man being "hey who you think you're talking with, I'm 93! I know lot of things I don't need your bs!" could also be plain self defense ofc cause now you've grown up and indeed you learned your lessons but I mean, the first impression I got is that it feels like you're closing off/avoiding to see another side of those lessons -or even refusing to get *self* help about them- out of possible past hurt... like I feel like you're avoiding going deeper somewhere because it hurts to check it "and there's nothing else you need to know/learn/see about it there, you have already done/seen it all". But no matter how old we are, there's always something more to learn, imo. Ofc I understand your feelings, but if there's something that is blocking you from feeling better with yourself, from learning how to free yourself from these restrictions, maybe it's worth trying to listen to the message and look at it again and better... at your time and pace ofc). Not to mention angel number 93 is also about self discovery and healing, not just enlightment. So, not a random number at all.

I think the dream you had last year, was going to the opposite way: the younger person was gaining age/wisdom (and happiness/freedom) from opening their eyes to things that were going on in their life, without closing off from them. By being well balanced emotionally and making positive steady progress. I guess that was a first sign about all this for you (maybe you need to confront what you were doing back then versus now to get more infos on how to preceed?). But probably this days things are a little more hectic/stressing for you so you got this lucid dream (it's very normal to experience lucid dreams -where everything feels so very real- when we are particularly stressed or during specific moon phases that influece our chart in particular, and to leave them and still feel as we're still in those dreams).

All the best, take care<3

[peaxhxhair]

hi I loved what you did of Alya with the hero of Miraculous Wolf . So I can ask for Marinette X Reader Carrier of the Prodigious 🐲

Pairing: Marinette Dupain-Cheng x Male! (Prodigious holder) Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Marinette asks M/n to tell her about the prodigious.

Word Count: 0.8k

Author's Note: To be completely honest, I haven't actually seen Miraculous Shanghai. I had to do a lot of googling to understand this, so please let me know if this make no sense! If this is really bad, I am so sorry-

Miraculous Masterlist

Consider buying me a coffee! <3

Since visiting France on a field trip with my school, Marinette and I have been good friends. We first ran into each other when I accidentally saw her de-transforming from her superhero persona (aka, ladybug). She made me promise not to tell a soul, and to make it fair I showed her my powers, the prodigious. 

Knowing that we were both superheroes was the main reason we were such good friends. Her other friends were pretty cool too, and her friend Alya was pretty quick to tell me about Marinette’s crush on me. Obviously she has at least a shred of consent from the poor girl before telling me, which she had also made very clear. 

Thanks to the red-head, Marinette and I have been dating for about a year. Sure it was long distance considering how I was on a field trip, but we were both determined to make it work, even with the superhero duties we both had. 

We both seemed to be really busy for the first month or so, so it was nice to be able to talk to her when we both had a few minutes or even an hour or two. Like right now!

“M/n! Tell me about your powers again?” Marinette’s voice called through my computer, and I chuckled at her question, that was really more of a demand than anything else. 

“Love, I’ve already told you twice this week. Nothing’s changed” I answer jokingly, glancing up at her from the work I was doing. The pout that she showed me in response made it difficult for me to say no to her, and I sighed as I realised that I’d be spending the next hour talking about my powers. “Alright, fine” I eventually crumbled, and she cheered triumphantly, clapping excitedly as I got up from my seat to grab my bag from by my bedroom door. 

I rummage through the side pocket of my backpack in search of the necklace that I chose to keep hidden because… Well, it’s super obvious if you have a brain. I’m not gonna expose my identity by wearing it too much, but I always keep it around. When I pull the piece of jewellery from my bag, I notice how Marinette leans closer to her screen, as if she was trying to get a closer look.

“Dragon” I started as I pointed to the largest symbol on the pendant in my hand, exactly how I had told her the last time. I tell her the same things every time she asks, but she somehow never gets bored of it. “Bear” I continued, moving my hands towards the symbol of the bear, watching as she nodded to show me that she was listening. I continued around the pendant, listing the animals, and starting to describe what they do, just like I have 100 times before. “The dragon is the strongest power the prodigious holds” I finally said, as I began to notice how Marinette was no longer paying attention to what I was saying.

“Love, why do you keep asking to hear this stuff?” I asked, not really wanting to continue if I knew that she wasn’t listening. She didn’t actually respond to my question, instead she was more focused on whatever she was writing down. “Marinette” I called, and her head snapped up when she heard her name, showing me an almost guilty looking grin. 

“Yeah?” She responded, placing her pencil down so that she could pay attention to me again. I chose to ask my question again, noticing how her cheeks turned slightly pink at my words. “I uh…Just like hearing your voice” She admitted after a second of debating on whether to say anything. I couldn’t help but chuckle at what she said, shaking my head in mock disbelief. So, for the past year, she had been asking about the prodigious, just to listen to my voice? That’s either the cutest or the funniest shit I've ever heard. 

“That’s cute as fuck” I commented through my chuckles, and her face began to grow more red as I laughed at her, hiding her embarrassment with her hair. “Y’know I can talk about other stuff?” I mentioned, and she laughed awkwardly and nodded in an embarrassed form of agreement. Just as we began to joke around and actually have a conversation again, I heard a crash from the street below my house. Shit, so much for spending time with my girlfriend. 

“Duty calls, babe. I gotta go” I said with a huff, waving a quick goodbye as I stood up from my chair. 

“I love you!” She called, and I quickly said it back before ending the call, grabbing the large piece of jewellery from my desk and huffing as I transformed to help save the world. 

[michu-writes]

🐉 Mabel from Gravity Falls crushing on Dipper's girl friend headcanons? Like she helps Dipper a lot with the mystery stuff which leads to Mable also hanging out with them a lot and accidently developing a crush. How would she realize it, go about it and react since she was always boy crazy but now she's crushing on a girl. Love you! <3

A/N: I LIVE FOR BISEXUAL MABEL OMG! Also HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE ‼️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

AND AND HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY GRAVITY FALLS <333 AGAIN

I can't believe it's been 10 years omg.

Btw I assume by "Dippers girl friend" you meant plotanic because I'm not up for a love triangle 😭 /lh. I HOPE U ENJOY 🐉 ANON <3333

FIRST OF ALL!!! I feel like she'd have the "proper gay crisis" like Nick Nelson had from Heartstopper 💀

She's so confused! At first she thought she just really liked you as her best friend, like a really good best best friend. She always talked about you to Dipper and her friends non stop to the point it got actually tiring and annoying according to them. It was like Mabel were talking about the same way about you like she always talks about her make crushes. Dipper is the first one to notice obviously.

….

"Mabel? This is probably a weird question but-"

"Huh? What? It's not weird unless you say it's weird, Dipper! Spit it out!"

"Is it possible you might… uh.. have a crush on Y/n?"

"WHAT"

And then she'll rant about how there's no way she has a crush on you.

"I don't! She's great and all! Y/n's so pretty, cool, sweet, nice, kind hearted, weirdly too good to be in this world, but there's no way I have a crush on her! I like boys! I think… right?"

"Mabel, stop lying to yourself. Be honest. I'm pretty sure you have a thing for Y/n. Either way, I'm still here for you, you know?"

"Mason! I told you, I don't have a crush on her!"

"Alright… suits yourself then. I'm just gonna go hang out with Wendy." Dipper gets up from his bed and heads out of the door.

"Wait, no!!!"

The male brunette stops and raises his eyebrow.

"I'll admit, I don't know who I like, okay? Don't tell anyone! Not even grunkle Stan! I'm just.. I don't know. Can you please help me out?"

Dipper walks back towards Mabel, sitting down in front of her.

"Listen Mabel, you know I would help you. At literally anything! But this is your feelings. This is about you. You have to figure this out alone. But you could maybe talk with those gay cops? Aren't they like… together? At least I think so. Would be surprised if they weren't."

"But I can't do it without you! You're smart!"

"I know I am, but not in these kind of stuff! Look at me and Wendy! Yo were the one who helped me get through her. I'm pretty sure you can do this. It's gonna be fine, just take your time okay? Like I said, talk with the cops! I'm sure they'd help you."

"You sure?"

"101%"

"Fine. I'll talk to them, thanks Dipper."

"Anytime, Mabel."

-

So yeah, Dipper is the first one Mabel have told. She'd stay awake all night thinking about you. Thinking if she really has a crush on you. This would stay for like a week or something- until she finally de dies to talk to the gay cops. They told her that there's also something called bisexuality. You can like both or two genders at the same time.

After that, she felt more relieved, but still had a gay crisis in the middle of the night. She'd rant about it to her brother.

And then after days and days of thinking, confusion, considering,,

"I think I might, MIGHT, be bisexual."

EVERYONE IS OFC HAPPY 4 HER!!1!1! But now onto the confession part because YEAH

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Mabel is pretty straight forward in a good way. She's always honest in the most nicest way! When she'd probably confess the moment she sees you. She'd be like "Hey Y/n! Can we talk for a bit? If you're not busy?" And then she'd take you somewhere more private and say "Listen Y/n, you did something to me. Can you guess what it is?" And you'll just stand there confused and nervous because you're scared if you did something wrong. "What is it?" "You made me bi! How cool is that?!" "Wait wha-"

There will be a lot of explaining to do, and thinking. At the end you accepted her feelings and you like her back!! She was so happy and excited she started hopping and hugging you so tight.

Dipper is such a supportive brother and friend as I said before <33. He's definitely jealous of Mabel because she got a girlfriend first AHSJSHSJ

[foxy-eva]

Milestone Masterlist

Here it is, the official masterlist for my Milestone Writing Challenge! Thank you so much for participating and for your kind words. I had so much fun reading all your stories!

Fics marked with * contain smut, so minors please DNI!

Spencer Reid x Reader

and then talking leads to touching by @gettingrailedbyreid

Prompt: “What are you doing tonight?” - “You, hopefully.”

I am all here for the hospital AU! Those elevator scenes on Grey's Anatomy always made me blush and this story did just the same. The spice is wonderfully written and I love the way the prompt is used!

Here (In Your Arms) by @fortheloveofwonderland

Prompts: “I can’t stay in this darkness with you forever!” and “I feel like all my broken pieces stick back together again when you put your arms around me.”

The way those emotions are written feels so authentic, it's so easy to get lost in this story and experience those feelings myself. I really like the way the torments and fragility of post-prison Spencer are depicted through the eyes of his (ex) partner.

wishing on dandelions by @writer-in-theory

Prompt: “Are you trying to impress me?” “Is it working?"

What an incredibly sweet story!! It really warmed my heart. Trying to impress someone by learning more about their interests is something so adorable and I love how that is turned into a story here!

If We Were A Movie by @reidsbookclub

Prompt: “I would give up everything if it meant you would let me hold you for even just a second”

What a sweet little story! I loved the way Spencer showed confidence for once to let her know about his feelings. There's something about mutual pining that always warms my heart.

They Weren't Ridin' When We Both Fell by @samuel-de-champagne-problems

Prompt: “If you keep making those sounds, I’m not going to be able to stop myself”

I love seeing Spencer all flustered, it's the cutest thing ever. I think young Spencer is perfectly portrayed in this fic! This story is adorable and I really enjoy the way the the scenery is vividly painted!

Milburn by @aperrywilliams

Prompt: “We can make it through this. I’m not leaving your side.”

This story was so painful to read but still so beautiful. The way Spencer's inability to deal with his feelings is described is very accurate. I'm glad he got a hopeful ending, he deserves to find happiness at last.

Never by @ofwilliamandwalter

Prompt: “Aren’t you getting tired of taking care of me?” - “Never.”

I really appreciate stories where mental illnesses are shown from their messier side without romanticizing any of it. By the way Spencer taking care of his friend here, this story manages to provide comfort for the people reading it.

Emily Prentiss x Reader

Right Where You Left Me by @railingsofsorrow

Prompt: “who are we even kidding? we were always a losing game.”

I love that this story starts with the depiction of gaining the trust of a cat because it's a beautiful analogy to the way Emily loves. She's not one to easily trust someone but if you linger and show her softness, she will eventually. Knowing that makes it so much more painful to see her heart getting broken.

Worthwhile by @andiebeaword

Prompts: “Maybe you should listen to your heart?” - “How am I supposed to do  that when it already belongs to you?” and “Who are we even kidding? We were always a losing game.”

This story is so bittersweet and I really liked how both of them learned to accept the situation in the end. They still care for one another and that also means that they want to see the other one being happy - even with someone else.

Emily Prentiss x Aaron Hotchner

Wrapping Things Up* by @ofwilliamandwalter

Prompt: "You know I hate the beach.” - “But you don’t hate seeing me in a bathing suit, do you?”

I loved their banter, it really made me laugh (especially when she said she was marrying him for his paycheck). I really like reading light-hearted stories like this!

Aaron Hotchner x Spencer Reid

All I Have* (Ao3) by @chaotic-librarian

Prompt: “If you keep making those sounds, I’m not going to be able to stop myself”

Saying a lot without using too many words is something not many writers can pull off. Despite not giving much context, this story tells us a lot about their relationship by the way their dynamic is depicted.

Alex Blake x Erin Strauss

Self-Justification by @stupidsexycopshows

Prompt: "We can make it through this, I’m not leaving your side"

The relationship between those two women is something very interesting to dive into. The tension clearly is a relict of the passion they once shared. I think this energy between them is captured perfectly here.

Thank you all again for participating. Please send me a dm if you wrote a story I didn't include, I probably didn't get the notification!

[l-r-christian]

Heyyy I was wondering if you could do a poly!mikaelson fic you can make up the plot but I've been so obsessed with the first lately and I need some more to feed my obsession tysm love your writing btw💕❤

Ohhhh boy thank you. I have an idea let's go this is gonna lean mostly to the boys

Warnings: Angst, Mikaelson boys being simps, Fluff, Spiciness

A/N: used Google translate for the French again. My grandmother would be ashamed of me.

Attends que mes frères vioent ce que j'ai vu de toi, petit - Wait until my brothers get to see what I saw of you, little one

Tu vas me partager - You're going to share me?

Oh oui petit - Oh yes little one.

Y/N had left a bloody bodies in her wake after a month since she turned off her humanity which her friends couldn't understand why she would. Stefan and Caroline found Y/N feeding off of a whole bar of people and managed to vervain her and get her back to the Salvatore house to begin the process of getting her to turning on her humanity.

"How is she?" Damon asked Stefan when the younger Salvatore walked out of the room they had Y/N in tied to a chair with vervain ropes and curtains drawn close to keep the sun from burning her.

"Still no humanity."

"Are you sure you guys don't know why she turned it off?" Caroline asked noticing how Elena looked away and Damon looked guilty of something. Now it was no secret to the friend group that Y/N and Damon broke up but they didn't know why and both Caroline and Bonnie found it weird that Elena had started to date Damon a week after Y/N left Damon.

"Yeah, we're sure."

Three weeks Y/N kept it off making Caroline go behind everyone's back with Bonnie and Enzo encouraging the blonde to call Y/N's Sire....Elijah for help. They hoped the Original could get you to turn it back on. Elijah was surprised to get a call from Caroline saying that Y/N had turned off her humanity and seeing how things were calm in New Orleans, he told Caroline he was on his way.

"Leaving 'Lijah?"

"I am needed in Mystic Falls. It seems Y/N had turned off her humanity Niklaus." Elijah tells his brother who frowned not liking the sound of his favorite vampire having her humanity off.

"I'm coming with you."

In the end both Klaus and Kol came with Elijah which didn't surprise the older Mikaelson as both of them were every protective of Y/N. Klaus and Kol would tell Elijah that Y/N was their favorite vampire that he Sired and before leaving for New Orleans the three agreed to share her if she left Damon for New Orleans.

"Why are they here?" Damon growled walking into the Salvatore home seeing Caroline and Enzo talking to the Original family about Y/N.

"I called Elijah. I thought as Y/N's Sire, Elijah could help." Caroline says as Damon glared at the Original as it was the one thing Damon hated most that his ex girlfriend was Sired to Elijah. Damon was angry with Elena when she told the vampire she asked Elijah to turn Y/N and afterwards the freshly turned vampire followed Elijah around like a puppy as he help her control herself.

"Right. We don't ne....." Damon was cut off by Klaus slamming him against a wall with his hand in the vampire's chest eyes dark as Elijah sighed while Kolwatched enjoying it all a little too much.

"I remembering you promised my brothers and I that you would take care of our little vamp." Klaus growled as Kol smirked following Caroline and Elijah to the room Y/N was in. Damon had indeed promised to care for Y/N as the three waited for the younger vampire to fuck up so they could swoop in to take the female vampire away.

"She is my girl....you ass." Damon said as Klaus pulled away glaring then followed after the three angry the Damon reminded him that Y/N belong to another.

"Oh Elijah.....you sleeping with Elena too? Is that why you are here, so little miss prefect could be happy?" Y/N said when they stepped into the room finding the no humanity vampire sitting on the floor head laying on a bed. Elijah frowned seeing the state his Sired vampire was in, her clothes were dirty clearly she hadn't been fed and seemed to be healing slowly from burns she got from the sun as Elijah spotted her daylight ring was gone.

"What have they done to her?"

"They are trying what they did to Elena to get her to turn her humanity on. Y/N had turned it off just a little over day before she broke things off with Damon." Caroline says handing Y/N's daylight ring to Elijah as the three Originals smirked looking at Y/N.

"I'll take it from here Caroline." Elijah says taking off his suit jacket and tie as Caroline looked worried for Y/N as Klaus smirked leading her out of the room.

"No need to worry Elijah is an expert on getting his Sired to turn their humanity back on without the Sire bond." Kol tells Caroline as Klaus nodded leading Caroline away as Elijah closed the door with his foot rolling up his sleeves.

It only took Elijah about a day to get Y/N to turn on her humanity again and at the moment she was freshly washed dressed in one of Elijah's shirts feeding from his arm as Elijah held Y/N in his lap.

"You are doing so well little one." Elijah whispered pressing a kiss on her hairline as his free hand rubbed her hip. Y/N pulled away feeling ashamed for what she had done and wanted out of Elijah's lap finding herself feeling like she didn't deserves such affection.

"No. Stay right here and feed." Elijah said pulling Y/N back against his chest holding her chin getting her latch back on his bleeding wrist. Y/N flushed at Elijah's commanding tone as Elijah picked up on her racing heart while pulling his wrist away and she turned around.

"Getting shy on me now little one? After all the things we've done?" Elijah teased Y/N watching her hide her face in his neck hearing him laugh lightly. Y/N's breathing had calmed as something about being in Elijah's arms made the female vampire relax.

Elijah stood taking his Sired with him wrapping Y/N's bare legs around his waist as his hand cupped her bottom holding her against him seeing how the vampire was falling asleep. Elijah walked out carrying Y/N getting everyone's attention surprised to see Y/N half asleep. Elijah looked at Damon smirking as the Original did what the younger vampire couldn't.

"You got her to turn it back on?"

"Like I said darling, an expert." Kol said standing taking the bag from Elijah winking at Y/N finding her sleepy face adorable. Damon narrowed his eyes watching Kol kiss Y/N's hand and how she cupped the Original's cheek watching him light up as if they both were understanding one another.

"How did you? We didn't hear a thing." Elena said standing up seeing how her friend clinging to her Sire and Elijah gave Klaus a knowing smirk.

"I had Miss Bennett put a silence spell on the room."

"My brother likes to keep his secrets. Not even I or Kol know how he does it." Klaus says watching Y/N nuzzle Elijah's neck taking comfort in his scent.

"Attends que mes frères vioent ce que j'ai vu de toi, petit."

"Tu vas me partager?"

"Oh oui petit." Elijah whispered in Y/N's ear hiking her higher against his chest as Damon frowned wishing he listened to Y/N about learning French. Damon wanted to understand what Y/N and Elijah was whispering about while it seemed Klaus understood perfectly if the hybrid's smirk was anything to go by.

"Wait where are you going?"

"If you thought I was going to leave my little vampire under your care again you are mistaken." Elijah says looking at Elena as he was carrying Y/N out to their car when Damon stepped forward but stopped by Klaus so Elena moved in front of Elijah.

"Elena, I suggest you move. Y/N will be coming back with us." Elijah said mocha eyes narrowed at younger vampire. Y/N raised her head looking at Elijah who's attention was on her right away.

"Petit?"

"I want....to go with you." Y/N muttered softly as Elijah smirked kissing Y/N's temple hearing Damon growl deeply seeing Y/N seemly cuddling up to Elijah.

"If you excuse us, Elena." Elijah said passing the female vampire as Damon narrowed his eyes seeing Y/N bury her face back in Elijah's neck.

"Caroline, you have Elijah's number. Do come and visit." Klaus said sounding smug following Elijah out with Kol. Damon was pissed that Elijah would take Y/N away as he hoped to win her back.

"Damon?" Elena asked confused watching Damon headed up stairs to plot to get his girl back.

"Elijah?" Y/N mumbled feeling warm and half asleep feeling Elijah's chest under her palms and Klaus's lips brushing along her shoulder while Kol planted kisses on her abdomen.

"You fell asleep in the car. We are currently in New Orleans." Elijah said rolling the baby vampire over pulling her back against his chest. Klaus focus on Y/N's collar bone as she flushed feeling Kol nip at her thighs.

"Now fed petit." Elijah said softly raising his wrist to Y/N's mouth growling lowly when she gently bit Elijah's wrist.

"You know Rebekah will be upset we touched her first." Klaus said against Y/N's collar bone moving to the swell of her breast. Y/N whimpered softly against Elijah's wrist feeling a little overwhelmed by their touches.

"When Rebekah gets home she ravish Y/N all she wants. For now we get her first." Elijah said against Y/N's skin as his hand moved along her leg as that night was a blur of hands and mouths.

[our-gentle-tide]

Hello! You take Encanto requests, right? Anyways, I'm here to request! Can I request headcannons for Camilo who has a plant lover boyfriend? And he also loves cacti like Isabela? Also, if you're okay with this, can you do how the Madrigals would react to Camilo introducing his plant lover boyfriend? Advance Thanks! Also, if you're uncomfortable with this request, feel free to ignore it! I wouldn't want to force you to make this!

Camilo madrigal with a plant loving boyfriend

Wearing: slight homophobia from alma, a bit long :^

A/n: okay the lack of camilo x male/gn reader is bothering me, so any male/gn x encanto requests or ideas are more then welcome. That being said idk if the anonymous button/switch is on for me so I'd appreciate it if someone could tell me and if it ain't on can someone tell me how to get it there? Ik some peeps would rather ask anonymous so I wanna make sure it's available. Also idk spanish so I'm using google translate, feel free to correct any mistakes I make here

Reader: male!reader (he/him)

Say hello to the childhood friends to lovers trope

Ya'll knew each other before camilo got his gift

How did you meet back then? You were close to isabela since you both shared a love for plants

Was he first targeting you two for a prank? Maybe, did he get hit by your messenger bag instead cos he scared you? Yes, Off to a great start, am I right?

You'd quickly apologise if it was your fault but was it? No. You just helped him up and warned him not to do it again

Fast forward to when he got his gift! You gifted him a sunflower patch that you made (with help ofc, you're only 5 after all)

Now to others it's a sweet but simple gift, to camilo tho? It means everything to him that you'd take the time to make it for him! He felt a bit bad after seeing a finger or two that have bandaids on them

Now that you two are both 15, both busy doing their own thing and with chorus. You two no matter what, no matter the situation, always- ALWAYS make time for each other

!More below!

You know under his ruana, he still has that sunflower patch stiched onto his shirt <3

Isn't the biggest fan that you spend a lot of time hanging out with isabela or anyone really

But before when you two were only friends, he couldn't say that much about it

No matter who confessed first, you two were both scared shitless, worried that you'll lose your childhood bestfriend if the feelings aren't mutual

OKAY OKAY RELATIONSHIP HC HERE WE GO–

Camilo is clingy with a capital c! Hugs? He's practically glued to you now, kisses? All the time babe- forehead kisses, nose kisses, cheek kisses, boy smothers you with kisses tbh

Do the same to him and his adorable freckle decorated cheeks have a lovely rosy colour on em

Listen, idc what you say- he's the little spoon- IT'S JUST YOU'RE SO WARM AND COMFY HE CAN'T HELP IT! :((

If you're taller then him 99% of the time he's asking to be carried either on your back or bridal style

Shorter then him? He's carrying you either bridal style or over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes lmao

When he told his family about you two, alma didn't take it well, she takes a moment where she falls back into bad habits about worrying more about the next generation of magic then his feelings but after camilo and the family talk to her, she's okay with it

He calls you his flor, his luz de luna, his amor, his vida ect

Always emphasise on "mi" before the petname when jealous

"Mi flor! I missed you! Who's this?"

Yk? It's not toxic too- quite cute actually. Just remember to reassure him

Pepa and antonio LOVE you sm

Pepa likes talking about herbal tea with you and antonio loves talking about different plants with you in his room with his animals

Félix is just happy for his hijo and enjoys your company

Delores, isabela and mirabel are very happy for 2 reasons

1. You two are adorable boyfriends

2. They tease the shit outta cami :}

At the end of the day camilo is just happy to have you as his boyfriend and the rest if the family are happy for you two as well auela put the wedding plans on a hold they still young

This might as well be just dating hc's honestly..I hope you like it tho! Sorry if it's not what you wanted, I didn't make the gender that obvious too...I think-