#decat answers

[decat2]

Thank you for the comments!

@feydecay-blog, I don't have aything else planned right now, though I was looking at some of the furniture... Is there anything you were particularly looking at?

[dark-night-hero]

Pls part 3 of without me can u make it that y/n meets the god who tried to kill her before and he tells her abt what happened and guilts herbinto killing herself then xiao finds her and she tells him not to tell zhongli🥺 that would be amazing

: Hi! Sadly, I have no intentions of making part three of without me. The part two open ending was for you to think of your own ending. Still! It wouldn't hurt for a little imagine because why not, that idea is chef's kiss* Also, apologies for taking too long to answer since I was thinking of what to do.

Imagine laying on the soaked muddy road was your bloody figure. The harsh rain pouring all over your body, yet you find it calming. Strange as it may sound, you feel nothing but your heart aching in pain, and your mind has never been clear for the past few centuries that have gone by. Despite all the wounds all over your body, the countless scratches as well as a missing arm and an open wound to your stomach. All you could do was lay in there and wait for your doom.

Imagine, the feeling honestly wasn't that bad. It was pretty bad and numb. The feeling of confusion, self pity, self hatred, frustration, guilt comes crushing into you the moment all memories came back.

"You.. You're the same being all those years ago." "It's a pleasure to be remembered by the all mighty being like you. It's such a shame Morax won't be around as you meet your doom." "Hah! Just because the era of war is over doesn't mean I grew weaker as centuries passed by." "I suppose that's true. But you know, for someone who killed their own friend with their own hands, you got quite the mentality." "What?" Your (eye color) iris were shaken looking at the being right in front of you. In the first place, how come this being is still alive? Didn't you kill him? You did. Right?

"What." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Huh? But I do know what I was talking about. After all, it was all fun making you act like a puppet on a string as I made you kill your own friend- oh wait HAHAHAHAHA oh celestia. I was wondering what happened but it looks like somebody sealed your memories, darling." "Don't call me that! And I have no idea what you're talking about." "But darling, you do." As his eyes stare at you with malice, it send shiver down your spine. "Here I was wondering why you're acting all tough in front of me. Turns out Morax could never leave you alone huh?" "Leave Morax out of thi-" As you burst out in anger, he dash towards you and grabbed you by the face. "Let's bring back your memories darling. But oh, let's be careful not to alarm the dragon away, okay?"

Imagine looking back on how pathetic you are, letting your guard down as your true, the rest of your memories started coming back. But perhaps you deserve this. Dying alone, in the rain.

"I was wondering how you manage to live on knowing you killed your own friends once again. And yet it turns out Morax protected you until the very end. I was just wondering how could he leave his one and only alone but it seems like there was a contract in return. Was it to leave you alone? It's such a mistake, but what can I say? It's very favorable for me." You didn't look at him, nor were you listening to him as tears started rolling down your cheeks as memories come back and started eating you up. "Darling." With a troubled mind, he grabbed you by your chin. "If you just accept by hand way before none of this would have happened, you know?"

Imagine as it gets harder to breathe. The only being on your mind was Morax. He had done so much for you and yet you used to think he doesn't love you anymore. It was so pathetic of you to doubt him. Maybe you do deserve this. Die out in the cold in the most painful way. The worst part is that you couldn't even kill the one who did this to you. Maybe they were right when they say it should have been you who died. Of course Morax would be sad, but only for a couple of years and maybe decated but he would soon be able to forget about you.

Imagine as you lay there on the muddy ground with rain drops falling all over your body, it is so hard to breath. Even your mind was going blank. Still right now, you want to see him at the same you don't. You don't have the guts and the face to see him. Not in this state, not in the state he hated the most. Still you want to see him. You missed him so much. You want to say sorry and maybe with a little bit shameless tell him you love him still. But you knew yourself you're running out of time.

"(Fi-First name)?" Fuck. If you could run, you would right now, or if possible, you wish you could disintegrate right here and now. Speaking of which, that fucking bastard who did this to you made it slow and painful as possible. "Yak- Xiao, was it?" You heard rapid footsteps in the rain. "I- I need to call Mo-" He was panicking. "It's alright." You tried yourself to smile despite the pain all over your body. "Ho-hold on, I'm bringing you to Morax right no-" "Don't." "Bu-" "It's useless Xiao. I'm already dying, I can feel it." You knew yourself the best.

"Still! We'll never know-!" "I killed your Master with my own hands and yet you still wish to save me?" You spoke with a chuckle that was cut off with a fits of bloody coughing followed by hard gasp for breath. "It was an accident." "It doesn't change the fact that it was I who killed her." You smile painfully, you don't know if it was because of the memories or because of the pain on your body. "I know how much you treasure her as a friend. It's okay to forgive yourself (First name). It was an accident, no one expected and want that to happened." He looked like he was about to cry as he utter those words that made your eyes wide.

Imagine he said those words, though suddenly came into mind. Forgive yourself? How? The truth is that, it was just an accident. He was right, none want that to happened, so why can't you forgive yourself?

"Xiao." By the sound of his name being called. Xiao looked at your face only for his eyes to go wide as he seen you started to disintegrate. "I'm sorry, but can you please keep this a secret to Morax? Oh wait, it's Zhongli right now, right?" The name you've made for him. That small memory made you smile. "I can't! I won't!" "I knew this would happened." You said with a small smile remaining on your face.

Imagine, with everything bit of power and strength left, you lift a hand to pat him by the shoulder. "Leave me here and forget everything you saw today." You spoke with a majestic voice fitted for a God and soon as you does. He stood up and left, leaving you off on your own once again. "Now then, this is nice." As you lay down looking at the now clearing up sky.

Imagine not too long after that, you disappeared with a contented, maybe a little bit of regret with only one thought in mind. You'll do just fine without me, My love.

Imagine, at the same time. Zhongli dropped his tea cup and hurriedly look out the window with a feeling of animosity on his chest. It felt like he just lost something. Something really precious to him. Looking at the dark clouds above the harbor, it felt like a storm was coming.

"(First name)?"

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: Sorry if it was a little different from what was ask. Apologies also for taking too long to answer. Also rather than making them kll themselves, letting their guard down enough for them to get killed is what I did which I hope is fine. Anyway that's all, enjoy :)

[nichitastanescushitposts]

Ești a 11 a cumva??

da din pacate

[mamma-mia-if]

If it's alright might I ask for some facts for the classmates and the other characters mentioned in the intro post? I'm really curious 👀

I’m sorry for how long it took me to answer this ask!! Since I’m still writing the story, I’m unreasonably terrified that I’ll want to change something about the characters, so it was hard for me to commit to even a few facts. So this comes with the asterisk that it is all subject to change (but most of these are pretty set).

Here are some fun facts about all of the characters listed in the intro post, except for Anh and the dads (because a major part of the story is meeting the dads and also getting to know some of MC’s mom’s secrets, so I don’t want to tease too much about them yet).

Ivy Chang-Regenbogen:

After twelve years being driven to the city for Chinese school every Sunday, they can sort of speak and read Mandarin Chinese.

They have two dads, whom they are happy to share with MC.

They are not allowed to date, but with MC’s help, they kept a secret relationship with senior class treasurer Riley Applegate under wraps.

Troi Monroe:

They’ve always been considered the “dumb jock,” but they secretly like math and physics.

They also secretly like musicals. Mamma Mia is their comfort movie.

They used to get into fights to defend their twin (Parker), who used to get picked on a lot in elementary school.

Parker Monroe:

They excel in all of their classes but have a genuine passion for biology.

They have a cat whom they plan to take with them to college (named...Neil deCat Tyson).

They make extra money by tutoring elementary school kids (which everybody is surprised to see is an experience that they enjoy and are good at, considering that they usually are not good at...people).

Berni Flores:

Their stepdad was in the military, so they've moved around a lot and have lived in Desert Vista for less than a year.

They’ll deny it if asked, but they’re obsessed with the mildly successful young adult fantasy series authored by Harvey Fear (one of the potential dads).

They sing in the choir, which seems to be the most social thing they do.

Ty Begay

He is less than a year older than MC and went to the same high school.

He has lots of big ideas for increasing profits at the motel (which have panned out pretty well) and generally for bringing more people into Desert Vista.

He rides a motorcycle (...which he keeps secret from his parents).

Rocío de la Cruz

She is roughly the same age as MC’s mom but jokes that she’s 21.

She has a huge family (parents, grandparents, cousins, nieces, nephews), most of whom live nearby.

She has a master’s degree in business.

[raindropsonwhiskers]

3 and 5

Thank you! I've already answered 3, but here goes...

5. Which of your fics do you wish was more successful?

Probably my Decat AU as a whole. I know an AU within an AU focused on a fairly niche subgenre of the fandom is kind of doomed to obscurity from the get-go, but it's such a fun concept for me to play around with that I do wish it got more love.

[suckerfordylansstuff]

All that matters..

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Peggy Carter

Not requested

Also gif not mine

5....4....3....2....1....

Steve was beginning his journey in returning the stones. Some were easy to return, in others he learnt new things, in others he.. Saw old faces he thought were only meant for his nightmares.. the last one was the soul stone and the truth was that he wasn't ready for what he was going to face.

Steve walked near the cliff, he looked down, even if it was very high he could still notice some blood. This red liquid and he tried so hard to not think, or not accept whom it was from. He quickly looked away and started searching for someone, anyone, to talk to here and complete his mission.

" Uhhh... Hello? I'm here to return a stone?" he said hopelessly since he couldn't see anyone there.

" Here to return what?" a voice said behind him and he sweared to God he had heard that voice before.

" A stone. I wa-" Steve began but he was cut off by the presence that stood in front of him.

" You.." Steve said and couldn't believe his eyes " No.. You.. You can't be.... I- I saw you vanish!"

" Yes.. But I did not just.. Dissappeared.. I was sent here to guard the soul stone. Which I assume you now want to return?" the red skull said looking very calm compared to Steve who was loosing his shit right now.

" Uh.. Yes.. Yes, here. " Steve said and right before red skull could take it, Steve backed up and said " One of my friends.. Sacrificed herself for this.. Now that I'm returning it.. Can I have her back?" Steve said in hope of seeing his dear friend once again to tell her everything that happened and everything he was planning.

" I'm sorry, Rogers." Steve shivered when he heard his name coming out of his mouth once again. " It is beyond my powers and plus. A soul cannot be returned after it has been sacrificed. It is gone. The person is gone."

" It looks like history really repeats itself then. You once again took everything from me." Steve said with bitter in his voice while he was thinking of how his friend took her life.. Her goddamn life to save theirs.. Of how his stupid soul stone and all the other ones destroyed the lives of billions..

" It is not my fault your friend did what she did. It was her choice. I'm sure you can understand that." red skull said with no sort of emotion in his voice.

" Just take it." Steve said already having enough from him and went far away from his unwanted past.

After some heavy breathing and some sorting through his memories from his past he finally set his thoughts at ease.

" Ok, Steve. C'mon. It's over now.. You'll be fine now.. Where you belong." Steve told himself, while he was setting the date and he then pressed the button.

When he opened his eyes he was somewhere... Not quite sure where, but one thing was for sure.. He was back. He recognized this familiar look of the city.. He was back at the 40s..

After some time he realized he wasn't too far away from Howard's place. He had went once there when they were discussing about his new suit.

He knocked and knocked and knocked but no one seemed to answer. Right when he was ready to give up the door swinged open and a tall man appeared in front of him.

" Hello? How can I help you?" he said in a British accent that took him of guard.

" Hi.. I umm.. I'm looking for Mr. Stark?" Steve said politely.

" May I ask who's asking?"

" A pretty old friend of his." Steve said without thinking that is was just 5 days after his death at this time. Opposite of his situation, where it has been decates since he last saw him.

" Could you tell me your name so I can inform him? " he asked looking a bit suspicious at Steve.

Steve didn't know if he should tell him " It's uh... It's.. " but before he could answer a voice came from the house.

" Jarvis! Who is it?" it's Howard. Steve could recognize his voice from every where.

" I don't know, sir. He won't say." Jarvis said and Howard stepped outside. He was shocked to see Captain America.. The man who died, who drowned, saving everyone. A legend and a hero to all was standing in front of him, when he was supposed to be frozen and dead.

" Hi, Howard.. " Steve started since Howard wasn't able to talk from the shock.

" S-Steve? Is that really you?"

" Yeah.. Listen I know this lo-" Howard came rushing into his arms pulling his thought so lost friend into a hug.

" Oh.. Bud.. I thought.. We all thought we lost you.. But how?" Howard asked looking at him.

" I can't say a lot.. At least for now.. But I am really here."

" Oh.. Everyone is gonna love this! I.. I can't believe it!" he said and looked at Jarvis who did not know what to do." Oh! Yes, sorry Jarvis. Steve this is Jarvis, my friend, and Jarvis that's Steve.. Steven Grant Rogers... Aka Captain America! " Howard said looking extremely proud of having Steve there.

" Oh my.. What an honor, Mr Rogers." Jarvis said and Steve shook his hand.

" The honor is all mine. I don't mean to sound rude but.. Could we all go inside, it's chilly. "

" Yes! Of course right this way, Steve!"

After explaining to him that he got here by a time travel and telling him that he can't revel who did after Howard was driving him crazy with who that person was. He didn't say much about his past even if it wouldn't effect his time on the future. He still was cautious about this until he felt ready to tell them.

" Oh wow... WAIT! JESUS! We have to call Peggy!!!! She'll be thrilled! She was so devastated when you passed- well.. When we thought you passed away." Howard said and was ready to dial Peggy's number.

" No! Stop!" Steve said putting the phone down.

" What? Don't you wanna talk to her?"

" Of course I wanna talk to her, but I.. I have a plan. We had arranged a date when I was about to crash the airplane and I wanna go and see her then.. That's why I came here to you, to see if you could let me stay for a couple days until then.. " Steve explained and Howard gave him a smirk.

" Finally you two.. Everyone in our crew wanted you guys to open up your eyes and see that you are perfect for each other. " he said and patted Steve on the shoulder.

" So.. I can stay?"

" Of course you can. Follow me." Howard said and Steve followed." Here is one of my guest rooms. It's yours for as much time as you need it. "

" Thank you, Howard. " Steve replied with a small smile on his face.

" Eveything for you, man.. I'm.. I'm so glad that you're here.. Even if you are technically supposed to not be, I'm happy to see you. "

" Me too. " Steve said and they hugged one more time.

" Ok.. Goodnight, Captain America" Howard told him with a small laugh.

" Don't.. Don't use that name.. I.. I don't use it anymore after everything that happened.."

" Oh, sorry.. The future hasn't been very nice, has it?"

" It's a long story that I'll tell you someday, but not now.. "

" Don't worry, mate. For me it's enough that you're OK.. Goodnight. "

" Goodnight. " Steve said and closed the door.

" I did it.. " he said softly to himself still not believing that he is back. He looked around him and saw a big room full of fancy stuff. He walked to the bed and saw some clothes there for him. He put on the pijamas and immediately drifted off to sleep.

~~~

Peggy was sitting on her room and looking at herself in the mirror. It was 7.20 in the afternoon.. Just 40 minutes until her date. She tried to calm herself and decided to start getting ready. She had already put on the red dress.. Steve's favorite. She picked up the red lipstick but her trembling hands took the best of her.

" I can't... I can't..." she mumbled, her red bloodshot eyes getting wet from the tears again. She knew the outcome of the night, but she still wanted to go..

" You promised him, Peggy.. You have to go." she told herself and after getting ready she went to the Stork Club.

She looked around her and everyone was celebrating, since the war was technically over. But she was far from celebrating. She may didn't look like it on the outside, but on the inside she was mourning.. Pretty darn hard. She just sat at a stool waiting for the clock to hit 8.00, but the noise, the laughter and the smell of alcohol was making her feel dizzy, so she went outside on the cold to relax a bit.

She put on her coat and cooled of while her back was touching the wall. She looked up to the sky and her eyes started forming tears once again for the millionth time this week. But she couldn't help it.. She had just lost one of her dearest friends and whom she thought was gonna be the love of her life. And now he's just gone.. Or that was what she thought.

Steve was walking down the street, looking ready for the bid surprise. He wasn't sure how she was gonna react, but he was sure that he would be the happiest person alive to talk to her once again.

And then he saw her.. She was standing there all by herself looking at her watch and then crying. It broke his heart seeing her so sad. Seeing her with no hope left. And so he decided to change that immediately.

It was exactly 8.00. And Peggy was still holding on to that little hope that he might come. But 10 minutes past and there was no sight of him. And now she was crying, crying like she never had before because now it's sure.. It's official that he is gone.

" I'm sorry that I'm late" Steve said quietly.

' This voice' Peggy thought and couldn't believe it.. She knew that voice! But it wasn't possible was it?

She looked up and almost had a heart attack. There he was, standing right in front of her with this big, beautiful smile of his. Peggy lost her mind.

" Hi, Peggs.." Steve started but he wasn't able to say anything else since Peggy started yelling.

" No!! You are not here! You are not real. Please, leave me alone... I can't with the illusions anymore" she said and kneeled down on the wall muttering 'please go' over and over again.

Steve was shocked. He knew that she would be sad when she saw him, but he did not expect this! Seeing his best girl like that broke his heart, he kneeled down too and took her hands in his. Peggy lifted her head slightly and looked at their hands in shock since she hadn't expected this to happen. Usually the illusions would go away after they blamed her for what had happened to him.. They didn't touch her, just blamed her. Over and over again..

" Pegs.. It's me.. It's Steve. Really, it's me.. Please look at me.." Steve said hopelessly trying to change her mood. He had never seen her like that. And come to think that this is was how she would have been like when he didn't show up.. And for God knows how long.

Peggy looked at him tears running down her face " Steve?" she said with some hope in her voice.

Steve simply answered with a yeah and then Peggy took her hand out of his and touched his cheek slowly. Steve was so happy to finally feel her warmth again and without thinking it he immediately relaxed into her touch.

" Steve.. It's- it's really you?" Peggy asked and when he answered her and I big smile and a simple nod, Peggy couldn't handle herself any longer and just embraced him with all she got. She hugged him so tight that he almost felt like he couldn't breath.

" Oh gosh... Oh my... Steve it's you.. It's you!!" Peggy repeated and Steve started laughing softly and Peggy followed him.

When she left his arms Steve was ready to explain everything to her, but Peggy had other plans. She got hold of the back of his neck with both of her hands and pulled him into a kiss. Steve was surprised at first, but quickly he kissed her back putting his hands on her waist. The kiss was so intense and full of emotions they had not shared with each other yet, but they both knew they were there.

After some seconds they both pulled away and looked at each other's eyes.

" H-how?" Peggy asked not believing that her love was right in front of her.

" It's.. It's a long story and I swear I'm going to explain everything to you.. But.. Right now I just want to stay here with you for a while.. I.. You cannot believe how much I missed you.." Steve said honestly. He just wanted a quiet moment with her before he was going to tell her about the whole future and time travel thing.

" Oh.. Yes.. Yes, I want that too.. I.. Thought I lost you.. " she said and their foreheads touched.

" Me too.. But I'm here and that's all that matters.." he said pulling her into his chest while he rested his chin on her head.

" Yeah.. That's all that matters.. " she muttered in his chest and those were the last words they said to each other for the next 20 minutes. They just stood there, not caring about the cold. Just feeling each other, finally resting from their loss of one another.

They had everything once again.. They were together.. And that was all that mattered.

[xyuniconnijix]

How is possible you haven't seen mayority of the tribes??

Alexander: allow me to answer..after all we.. we have been hiding for generations, way after the string split, we run away from trolls kingdom and made the farlands our home, for decates, or even centuries, we tought the music trolls were death

[obstacleisthepath-blog]

“...which is another name for God...”

January 31, 2021

Once a decision had been made, once there was a plan, a particular Saturday afternoon in July when Mike would pack all his belongings and leave, I decided I could not be there to watch it.  I did not want to feel like I was being left, because that was not what was happening at all.  No, we were both leaving, leaving the thing between us which we had been wrestling for nearly five years, tenderly laying it down, backing slowly away, a last loving gaze between us breaking as we turned from each other, heading in separate directions.

I needed someplace to go, so that I could feel how I was setting out, on my own.  I drove the long Covelo road, hugging its snake-like curves, flashing in and out of oaks, brown grass stretching across waves of hills like bodies stretched on their sides against the earth.  The Eel River, coursing alongside me all the way, disappearing far below me, then reappearing again like a faithful companion.  I drove south on the 101, bought cigarettes in Willits, and then turned east on the 20, past Lake Mendocino, and the small triplet Blue Lakes.  I had driven this route once before, in June, to attend a gathering of Biodynamic farmers, hosted by a small intentional community, which was perched on the lower slope of Mount Konocti, a volcano, with the flat expanse of Clear Lake at her feet.  It was there, among softer-bellied people than the Decaters, that Mike felt a spark of desire.  And it was there, late at night, lying in the grass between the grape vines, looking not at each other but up at the stars, that we finally spoke what we had each been carrying in our hearts, all the way through the long journey from Connecticut to California.  Through the mountains of Pennsylvania, into the heart of Chicago.  Through the corn-stubbled plains of Oklahoma, through the painted desert, the Grand Canyon, through the salt flats of Death Valley, all the way to the Pacific Ocean.

The thing I had known since an icy morning in January, the thing that appeared suddenly, fully formed and solid, a crystal of knowing, of truth: we could not stay together and grow in the ways we each needed to.  I would walk away from this.

I had held that knowing all these months, waiting for the moment when it would light up and move out of my mouth of its own accord, terrifying but necessary, birthed through words I would not know until I had spoken them.  So yes, it was there, with the grapes and the grass and Mount Konocti and the stars overhead and the shimmering lake below us.  It was there that I spoke the truth, there where I reached out with both hands and pulled my own life towards me, felt the simultaneous thrill of relief and the rippling rush of sorrow, both washing through me like a late summer rain, warm and unrelenting and leaving me clean, sparkling, empty. 

It was there that Mike was going now, so perhaps it is strange that I chose to drive right past it, this time on the south side of the volcano.  But when I did, I sent my thanks, a tiny bird fluttering out from my heart, carrying a prayer for Mike, that this place would hold him well, would be kind to him.

As I drove, I smoked cigarette after cigarette and listened to Lauryn Hill at full volume.  I called and left wild messages for a dozen friends who I hadn’t talked to in months.  I felt untethered, in a way that changed from moment to moment, from joyful exhilarated glorious stretching freedom to a terrifying sense of being lost, careening out of control.  I cried, letting deep wailing sobs shake my body and pour out of my mouth, vision blurring with tears, and then clearing again, my hands gripping the steering wheel, steering myself into this unknown future. 

I was alone with myself.

When I arrived at Harbin after two hours of hurtling along highways, the stillness there was startling.  I could feel my inertia, the speed at which I wanted to keep moving, flying, forward, away, moving.  But here I was entering this kind of hushed temple, everything slow, silent, watery.  Being alone with myself here was uncomfortable.  It was uncomfortable to get  naked in front of strangers and stand neck-deep in warm water, breasts floating to the surface, exposed in the sun.  The roots of the bay laurel running under my tent were uncomfortable.  The long hours of wandering alone after soaking, not knowing what to do with my hands, not wanting to see anyone or be seen by anyone, not wanting to think about anything, were uncomfortable.  I struggled to get away from myself, but there I was, in every direction I turned.

I left early, packing up my tent with a kind of searing panic, and when I got back in my car it was a relief to be moving again.

I had seen a sign on the drive to Harbin, marking a northbound road off the 20, towards Lake Pillsbury.  I remembered seeing signs for Lake Pillsbury at the far southeastern edge of Covelo.  So when I saw the road on my way back, I turned onto it without thinking.  If I could get to Lake Pillsbury from here, and I could get to Lake Pillsbury from Covelo, then I could get from here to Covelo. I felt a lightness move through me at this change of course, as if I’d been lost and had suddenly found the path again.

I arrived at the lake and, seeing no more signs, I stopped at the general store, with its squeaky screen door and wide wood floor planks, canned goods and fishing rods and two men behind the counter, smiling at me like uncles.  They didn’t know how to get to Covelo, but here was a map of the Mendocino National Forest, did I have a spare tire, a flashlight, bear spray, a radio?  I had none of these things, and the map was incomprehensible.

I thanked them and got back in my car and drove aimlessly, frustrated, hot tears on my cheeks.  It seemed foolish to proceed, when the shadows were already beginning to lengthen.  But I didn’t want to go back.  To retrace my steps, to return to the familiar route, felt like giving up something hard-earned, something I desperately wanted to claim as my own.  I pulled over by a small stream and took off my dress, laid my naked body in the cold water.  Fuck it.  I would keep going.

The forest was vast, the roads narrow and rutted and barely marked, and they went on and on forever.  I was miles away from anything, from anybody.  I reached a dead end, no room even to turn around, I had to back down an incline, pine branches scraping the sides of my car.  Have I completely lost my mind?  Am I totally insane?  I kept asking the question out loud to myself, and I kept hearing my own answer: Even if I was stranding myself out here, I wasn’t alone.  I was with myself.  And there was a way through.  This was the way.  Keep going.

When I finally emerged from the forest and onto a paved road, there was the round valley of Covelo stretched out below me, and above it, a full moon, glowing soft and bright in a pink sky.  I stopped the car and got out, feeling the warm evening air, thick with the scent of pine.  The engine ticked.  Crickets chirped.  I stood and breathed in that stillness, and tilted my head back and let the moon talk to my open heart:  You found your way, your own way home, and look how beautiful it is, look how this valley is laid out to receive you, to embrace you.  Look how the road unfolds itself before you.  Look how you are on your own, but not- not ever- alone.

[lapiccolacoccinella]

Deliver Us From Evil

Last night, I prayed a decate of the rosary.  I haven’t been to church in years, but sometimes when my brain is too scrambled, or I’m scared, or I need to just concentrate on something other than what’s happening in my life, I rattle off one of the rote prayers that I learned as a child.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Nazis.  They’re coming to Boston today, and many people, my friends included, will be there at the Common to meet them to protest their hate speech.  I can’t be there today, but I also can’t stop thinking about it.  So less out of faith and more out of a need to quiet my mind, I prayed.

...deliver us from evil.

The rally and the counter-rally are taking place at the Boston Common, and I have to wonder how many people going there today, whether they be fascists or not, know what that Common stands for, really.  If they know how many people were hanged at the hanging tree for being poor, for being Black, for being a woman, for being a Catholic, for being a Quaker...for being anything that the Puritan government deemed Other.  How many Native Americans were pushed off that land?  I don’t have the answer to that, but I’m betting it’s not a small number.

This country was founded on bigotry, on a sense of white Puritan purity, on the understanding that those heathens in Europe were too base to really appreciate God.  The heathens already here?  Well, they were easy enough to control.

The founding fathers that we idolize and emblemize are not without blame, either.  Slave keepers, rapists, pedophiles...these are the men we look up to.  And sure, people are complicated, I’ll grant you that.  I can’t say I don’t have personal interest in the lives of people who have done both wonderful and terrible things.  But we’re not just curious, we’re idolatrous.  We think that patriotism means worshipping the ghosts of bad men, and this is where it has brought us.

White supremacy is what bore America, and it is the most American legacy we have.  So please don’t act surprised when the Nazis come stomping down the road to a major hub of Puritan life.  They know what their ancestors’ values were.  Hitler was inspired by Andrew Jackson’s genocide of the Native Americans, after all.

I don’t say all this to cast blame on current generations, though I do want to say that we all have to get better about learning history as it actually happened.  We don’t understand well enough the impact that centuries of white-centric thinking has had on the rest of American society.  We still don’t know how to listen to the voices of the oppressed without ourselves feeling oppressed, when really...we’re just uncomfortable.

And what about if your white ancestors weren’t Puritans?  After all, so many of us come from so many different European backgrounds.  Congratulations, half my ancestors weren’t Puritans either!  But that doesn’t mean that you and I don’t benefit from whiteness, or white-enough-for-now-ness.  Sure, my grandparents bore the brunt of nasty slurs and stereotyping, but they still lived, possibly because they learned how to look down on the more oppressed and ingratiate themselves into this white society.  We benefit from that every day, and don’t you forget it.

So where do we go from here?  We show up, we listen.  So, go to the rallies and punch Nazis, sure, but you’ve also gotta do the hard personal work.  You have to sit with yourself and undo the centuries of garbage in your brain, the stuff that tells you that anyone who looks or prays or fucks differently from you is “other.”  You can’t just show up to a protest and feel absolved.  We need hands and dollars for grassroots organizations all over this country.  You can’t do it all, I know, but you’ve gotta pick something and you’ve gotta stick with it.  Use your talents!  Donate your time!  Do the work!

Deliver us from evil.

[decat2]

Hey Decat!

Did you ever find a 3t2 conversion of the model train set from this post of yours? Probably a long shot since it’s been a few years but thought it was worth an ask!

TIA!!

That was converted by Chimerical (@theatticbox), but I can't remember if they ever shared it publicly, so... here you go: http://www.simfileshare.net/download/4282399/

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[gianinaavram]

Nu stiu daca in viata exista o fericire suprema, dar cred ca toata lumea aspira spre fericire, spre o fericire care nu poate fi descrisa, spre un sentiment atat de puternic incat reuseste sa te sufoce, dar sa-ti faca bine. Si mai cred ca fericirea vine in momente neasteptate si nu vine din intamplari miraculoare, ci din valoarea pe care o conferim noi micilor placeri.

Pe tine ce te face fericit?

De aproape 3 luni am cunoscut un fel de fericire aparte. Am inteles cum e sa fii iubit neconditionat. Pentru ca se spune ca ei, cainii, au un mod de a gasi exact persoana care are nevoie de ei si reusesc a umple un gol pe care nici nu stiam ca-l avem.

Azi va fac cunostinta cu Cooper care este cel mai hiperenergic catel -ca stapanul de altfel-  si care reuseste sa ma faca fericita oricand as avea o zi proasta. Ne-am cunoscut cand avea 6 saptamanii si mi-am promis ca din prima zi (3 decembrie) il voi iubi si voi fi alaturi de el neincetat. Desi uneori l-am dezamagit, nereusind sa stau cu el foarte mult timp, pot spune ca el nu m-a dezamagit niciodata. Iar cand il auzeam plangand, cand plecam de la el, mi se rupea inima in bucatele si un suspin mi se rupea mereu din adancul sufletului. Nu m-am putut supara pe el nici dupa prima sa noapte in care a dormit cu mine in camera. Prima si singura noapte. Nu am dormit aproape toata noaptea din cauza plansetelor lui insa era atat de micut si de scump incat parca ma facea sa-l iubesc si mai mult.

Acum are 4 luni si e atat de mare deja ca parca ma ia cu un sentiment de melancolie cand ma gandesc ce pufosenie mica era acu’ aproape 3 luni. Am crescut atat de frumos impreuna si am descoperit ca sunt capabila sa iubesc mai mult decat imi puteam imagina.

  Nu ma asteptam deloc ca un caine sa reuseasca sa-mi schimbe viata atat de mult si sa ma transforme pe mine ca persoana.

Si totusi, cum sa nu iubesti un caine cand gesturile lui sunt mai adevarate decat a unor oameni? Si e atat de dragut cand se pune la tine in brate sau cand asteapta sa-l mangai pe burtica. Dar cel mai interesant si frumos e cand incepi sa-l inveti anumite lucruri. In acel moment sunteti intr-o lume a voastra si parca incepeti sa vorbiti aceeasi limba. Intr-o lume in care nu exista negativitate, doar iubire, fericire si pozitivitate. Este o altfel de dragoste fata de cea intalnita pana acum. O dragoste care ma face sa iubesc fiecare moment alaturi de el. Dar ceea ce simt este mult mai profund, este ceva ce nu poate fi descris. De aceea am incetat sa mai caut raspunsuri. Nu totul este legat de un raspuns, ci mai mult de un sentiment. Un sentiment atat de profund, incat iti taie rasuflarea si totusi iti face bine.

  So when you woke up today which was your first thought?

They say it’s love when the first thing you do in the morning is text your loved one. Because that text doesn’t really mean “Good morning” , it’s more a statement which says “I think about you when I wake up”. I know it sounds more like a cliché but do you know who is thinking about you in the morning? Who loves you unconditionally? Who would do anything for you? Who wants to put a smile on your face whenever you have a bad day?

They say dogs have a way to find the people who need them, filling an emptiness we didn’t even know we had.

When I met Cooper, it was love at first sight but I didn’t really expect from a dog to change my life so much. Little did I know about how to take care of such a tiny and cute creature but I did and still do my best. Since day 1 ( 3rd of December) I tried to make him understand that from now on I’m going to be his mother, his best friend and the best owner a pet could have. But even if I failed sometimes, he never, ever failed me. Whenever I had a bad day, he succeeded in changing my mood, making me happy.

He’s 4 months now and he’s been mine since he had 6 weeks. We grew together and he made me realize that I am capable of spreading much more love than I ever imagined. And it’s hard not to love them when their gestures are more true than some humans’. It’s hard to feel sad when he tries to sit on your lap. Or when they wait for you to pet them. And the best part is the moment when you teach them some tricks. That is the moment when you both speak the same language. When you have your own world, where negativity doesn’t exist, where love, trust and happiness is what you have. I can’t put into words what I feel about him. He’s my cheat meal on a diet. He’s my coffee on a sleepy morning. He’s my energy on a lazy day. And he is another kind of love than what I’ve met before.

You can’t imagine how a dog can change your life and I couldn’t too. But I stopped seeking for answers to this question because it’s not about the answers, it’s about the feeling. And I can’t describe that feeling because it’s so deep and special that I can’t even embrace it all.

What a beautiful world it would be if people had hearts like dogs.

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AND COOPER

The “thing” that changed my life Nu stiu daca in viata exista o fericire suprema, dar cred ca toata lumea aspira spre fericire, spre o fericire care nu poate fi descrisa, spre un sentiment atat de puternic incat reuseste sa te sufoce, dar sa-ti faca bine.

[ahappyevent]

Where do you come from?

I often think about your roots. Just recently, while on holiday with your grandparents, you (Sofia) asked Buni:

“ Buni! When people ask you where we are from, why do you answer Romania??? Don’t you know that we are from Dubai???”...

After Buni told you that soon you might have a Swiss passport you said: “I will tell mommy and daddy that I want a swiss passport” :)))))

Must be a very confusing thing... you were both born in Dubai, Sofia you speak English (I would say this is your first language), Romanian and a superb German and Ana at the moment you are in between languages, English and Romanian but you understand both and can express yourself more or less in both... You lived in Dubai most of your life (Sofia), and in Zurich most of yours (Ana)... We go to Romania to visit family, maybe once a year. I feel Romanian, although less and less...but I also don’t feel of any other nationality ... strange bitter-sweet feeling, but about this I will write another time.

I want you girls to have an idea about what Romania was and is; I want you to speak its language, and enjoy visiting its beauties (oh yes, there are many!). You already love its food, and I want you to be aware of its customs (some). But I will never be adamant for you girls to identify with it because you just can’t. You are Romanian by “passport”, but your roots are still to be found and discovered...

As I kept reading Romanian books lately (in Romanian and about Romania), I came across this excerpt which I wanted to leave here for you girls, and hopefully, when you are older we can talk about it more:

“Pe masura ce ma asezam acasa, pierdeam privirea proaspata si incantata a instrainatului. Definitia fericirii se schimba cu fiecare zi care trecea si, pana la urma, aveam s-o formulez cam asa:

Sa nu te nasti intr-un spital bantuit de streptococi aurii, argintii ori de alte nefaste culori. Daca totusi ai apucat sa te nasti, sa scapi neinfectat, ca sa nu fii indopat de mic cu antibiotice care-ti distrug sistemul de aparare al corpului. Sa fi fost nascut din dragoste, daca se poate, si nu din intamplare, sau, in orice caz, pentru tine, si nu pentru planurile de batranete ale parintilor. Prunc, sa nu ti se indese vara pe cap o caciula si in picioare ciorapi de lana, iar iarna sa nu ti se spuna ca trebuie sa te feresti de curent (de aer). Cand mergi cu parintii la mare, sa nu fii obligat sa stai la soare in pielea goala, sub privirile tuturor. In primii ani de viata, cand te impiedici si cazi, sa nu fi admonestat si pedepsit. La trei ani, sa nu ti se dea in mana un smartphone, ca adultii sa-si poata vedea in liniste de treburile lor. Cineva, oricine, sa-ti spuna povesti si sa te ocroteasca de spaimele noptii. Sa fii imbratisat si mangaiat des. Cat mai des. Sa ai macar o bunica. Sa nu ti se spuna ca trebuie sa-ti fie rusine de sexul tau. In sanul si la adapostul familiei, sa ai voie sa fii naravas. Sa nu inveti in primii ani de scoala ca principala indeletnicire a lui Dumnezeu e sa te pedepseasca [...] ... Sa nu mergi la scoala daca ai putea sa inveti lucruri mult mai interesante acasa. Daca totusi mergi la scoala, sa ai o invatatoare care sa-ti deschida mintea in loc sa ti-o inchida. Pe urma, in ciuda dascalilor nemultumiti si lipsiti de imaginatie, in ciuda programei anacronice, in ciuda plictisului general, in ciuda hartuielilor de toate felurile la care, vrei, nu vrei, esti supus, sa nu fugi de la scoala mancand pamantul. Sa nu te convinga niciodata cei care-ti spun ca nu mai e la moda sa citesti vreo carte si sa nu te lasi intimidat de suficienta adultilor care cred ca le stiu pe toate. Sa mergi mai degraba contra curentului decat sa te pierzi in turma fiindca te temi sa fii singur. Sa-ti gasesti curand o pasiune si, adolescent, sa pui la incercare orice teorie de imprumut. Sa iubesti si sa te lasi iubit. Cineva, oricine, sa te ajute sa capeti incredere in tine, ca sa nu te zidesti prea curand intre peretii indoielilor devenite certitudini. Tanar, sa nu locuiesti cu parintii sub acelasi acoperis. Tot tanar, sa-ti gasesti o slujba care sa-ti asigure independenta financiara si in care sa te simti in pielea ta. Sa nu traiesti sub dictatura reusitei si succesului cu orice pret. Daca tot faci o treaba, s-o faci bine. In ciuda spatiilor virtuale pe care le strabati zilnic pe internet, sa-ti mai ramana destule emotii si uimiri, nealterate de cinism, cat sa te indragostesti de-a binelea. Sa nu te superi daca pierzi. Sa nu te lasi, orice-ar fi. Sa nu te crezi buricul pamantului. Intr-o lume care se plange incontinuu de orice, sa nu te plangi de nimic. Sa cauti versiunea buna a lucrurilor si a oamenilor. Daca ea nu exista, sa o inventezi. Adult, sa ai macar un prieten de nadejde. Sa nu ai a face prea des cu functionari publici ori de stat, sa n-ai sefi rudimentari si vecini scandalagii, sa fii cetatean corect, sa nu te scarbeasca politica, dar nici s-o pretuiesti prea tare. Sa nu te uiti la televizor, sa-ti faci timp, in schimb sa te uiti la pomi, la flori si la cer, sa mananci vinete si dovlecei gatite cu mestesug, sa iubesti pe cineva de-adevaratelea si sa te iubeasca cineva de-adevaratelea. Din cand in cand sa nu faci absolut nimic, ca un prost, dar sa-ti cultivi pasiunile, sa nu te temi si sa ai curaj sa te schimbi la orice varsta. Sa nu te imbolnavesti grav. Sa ai copii sanatosi si sa-i inveti curand sa nu depinda de altii. Sa nu bea peste masura, sa nu se drogheze, sa nu devina dependenti de sex, sa supravietuiasca cu umor dezorientarii si dezamagirilor din facultate, nedreptatilor strigatoare la cer din societate si tradarii amicilor, sa-si gaseasca drumul lor in viata. Intre timp, sa nu ai parinti ori bunici bolnavi de Alzheimer ori de alt tip de dementa senila, pe care sa-i ingrijesti pe termen lung fiindca nu te induri sau nu-ti permiti sa-i lasi in grija unor insitutii de stat ori private, unde s-ar prapadi curand. In sfarsit, ajuns tu insuti la batranetea cea de pe urma, sa fii sanatos tun si cu mintea intreaga, ca nu cumva sa ajungi, la randu-ti, la spital sau la azil, pe mana asistentelor medicale, a ingrijitorilor de tot felul, care va vor toca banii tie si copiilor tai, privindu-te ca niste pasari de prada si lasandu-te pana la urma sa mori cu zile, cu capul pe perne murdare, cu trupul sfarsit intre cearceafuri jilavite de sudoare si urina, cautand cu ochi inlacrimati o farama de omenie. Dupa moartea ta, sa nu inceapa pentru urmasi alte tribulatiuni.

Daca, prin cine stie ce dar al sortii si dispozitie a inimii, treci cu bine de toate astea, daca supravietuiesti tuturor nefericirilor colective si individuale si nu esti nici resemnat, nici revoltat, nici manios, nici apatic, inseamna ca te poti numi un om fericit in Romania. Doar ca, spunea cineva, un om fericit intr-o lume nefericita e mai nefericit decat acea lume nefericita.”

“Cum sa fii fericit in Romania”, editura Humanitas; eseu de Tatiana Niculescu

Some things are trivial and mundane, some are very harsh and very specific to Romania, some are very sweet and also very specific to Romania, some are universal, no matter where you are, some I agree with, some not.... But this excerpt gave me a deep feeling of belonging, to a place which is still foreign to you.

Love, mama.

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