#he defends and uplifts and protects his friends the best he can and sometimes that means having a rage so he can kill and enemy quicker

[warderfromtheborder]

This realization hit me like a free-falling elevator and I think it has irreversibly rewired my brain

I am a Medication Pact Warlock, and that has made a huge difference in my life, learning how to gain proper autonomy and a meaningful adult life. But I've also neglected my ability to really strengthen my important relationships. I've had a couple of very abusive relationships (one family, one work) that left some very painful scars, but I'm not going to keep hiding from who I am and what I'm good at, and what joy I can bring to other peoples' lives.

And of course! Sliding in there like it's nothing, just dropping a piece of profound psychology, and hitting my brain like a hammer:

"There is no agreement we are more likely to break than one we have made with ourselves."

You can't give that out for free man therapists charge hundreds of dollars an hour to give out truths like that.

[ambrosius-goldenlion]

Dash Game prompted Headcanons pt.1

((Same thing as the last post but for things that could actually be a Headcanon.))

    𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  [ … ]   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄,

 bold what applies - italicize what sometimes applies. Repost, don’t reblog.

fights honorably  /  fights dirty

prefers close - quarters  /  prefers range

chats during  /  goes silent

low pain tolerance  /  high pain tolerance

attacks in bursts  /  attacks steadily

goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first

is provoked easily /provokes their opponent/ teases

gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking

uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle

rushes in recklessly /tries to read their opponent before engaging

fights wildly / fights calmly

fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement

fights because they have to / fights because they want to

fights without regard to wounds/ runs away when wounded /hides wounds /takes a blow to protect another

prefers a blade /  prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic alchemy or spells

their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional

transforms for battle / fights as they appear

relies on strength/ doubts their strength / relies on speed

uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential

exhausts quickly / has high stamina

behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities

uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength

avoids civilians/ strikes down civilians

damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings

signature fighting style / makes it up as they go

mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set

fancy footwork / sloppy footwork

messy fighter / elegant fighter

accepts defeat / refuses defeat/ begs for mercy

compliments their opponent/ insults their opponent

uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves

prefers to dodge /prefers to block

defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable

uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method

plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy

waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready

fears death / fears pain /fears killing

has ptsd / avoids fighting

has lost a fight / has won a fight

has killed / refuses to kill

wants to die standing / would succumb slowly

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YOUR CHARACTER IN FIVE QUOTES!

( repost, do not reblog. )

tell us your favorite quotes from your muse. give us an idea of who they are by five things they’ve said then tag your friends !!

"I'll do it. If anyone can find Bal... find Ballister, before someone else gets hurt... it's me."

"Wait. Let it run. Something doesn't feel right. He hates freestyle jazz."

"My mind? I've lost my mind. I've lost everything. The man I love, my best friend. Although now, apperently, he's got a new best friend. What's that about? What else is he hiding? Who's the real him? Who am I? A direct descendant of Gloreth? I never asked for that. Now everyone expects me to arrest Ballister, and If I don't, I'm a traitor to you, and If I do, I'm a traitor to him. Oh, and on top of that, I chopped off his arm! His arm! Who chops off an arm? Because I was trained to? Arm chopping is not a love language!"

"I know. I believe you. I... I'm sorry. For everything. For your arm. She manipulated you. She manipulated both of us. but together, we'll take her down and prove it to the kingdom. You'll be a knight again."

"And what if we're wrong? What if we've always been wrong?"

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What kind of touch does Ambrosius possess?

Warm Touch

"you are the embodiment of a cozy blanket and warm sunshine on a cool day. you give the best hugs, they are truly powerful. you embrace others with your big heart and feel everything to the max. you have a gift for uplifting others and raising the mood of whatever situation you are in. you can easily read the room and give your attention to who needs it the most. you are a joy to be around. others feel at home around you, which leads to lasting meaningful relationships.

sometimes, though, you neglect yourself by putting others first. you feel that you will not be loved if you don't care for others. it can be hard to constantly put up a happy facade, i know. but remember, you are worthy of love."

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𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 :    bonfires, competitiveness, hand veins, loud laughs, messy hair, sneaking out at 2am, abandoned beaches, stray dogs, candle lights, body language, creaking floorboards, ouija boards, having no regrets, karaoke nights out.

𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐒 :    house plants, over-sized sweaters, soft hands, fuzzy socks, visiting big cities, snoozing your alarm clock, the color yellow, vanilla scented candles, aloe vera, fruit smoothies, baking cookies, the mom friend, loves the ukulele.

𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 :   femme fatale movies, in love with female villains, sharp eyeliner, quick-witted, does things out of spite, do no harm but take no shit, in love with dogs, probably cries during sad movies but won’t admit it, easily excited, ripped jeans.

𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 :    mermaids, easily infatuated by love, smelling flowers, picnics in open fields, gets sad when thinking about the past, impressed easily, daydreaming, plucking fresh fruit, loves fashion, would die for their friends.

𝐋𝐄𝐎 :    confident in what they do, kill them with kindness, high ponytails, probably wants to visit paris once, not afraid to tell the truth, in love with cute animals, the one to lift others up, good at teamwork, the warm feeling of summer, dragons.

𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐎 :    pastel markers, the smell of lavender, has a welcoming vibe around them, actually organized, scrunchies, neat notes, love going to museums, probably into photography, neutral colors, handwritten letters, stardust.

𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀 :    soft blankets, cuddling the ones you love, always standing up for your friends, hopeless romantic, can be very distant, can be a little dramatic, pretty hair, dresses nicely, tries to be popular on social media, optimistic, humorous.

𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐈𝐎 :   cottages in the woods, in love with greek mythology, vintage t-shirts, really emotional but doesn’t want anyone to know, determined, moonlight, pretty handwriting, into the retro aesthetic, rainy days, doesn’t judge people, cats.

𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 :    always ready for an adventure, street smart, wants to travel the world someday, doesn’t easily trust people, alcohol, paintbrushes, can’t sit still, untied shoelaces, tangled up earphones, blasting music at midnight, eye-gazing.

𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍 :    cold aura, coffee is what keeps them going, probably hasn’t slept in two days, actually a big softie, high-waisted jeans, cute pet videos, small apartments, has too many notebooks, often goes to the library, writing essays.

𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 :    loves to paint & do any kind of art, wants to live at the seaside, knows a lot of random facts, shares food, messy notes, bullshits an entire essay, graffiti, has their own distinct style, wants to live their life like they want to.

𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐒 :    old teddy bears, unsent love letters, mom-jeans, loves to sing, feels at home by the ocean, writes poetry, hard-worker, always up for deep conversations, probably did the stupid thing, open curtains, a soft breeze.

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WHAT POISONOUS FLOWERING PLANT ARE YOU ?

Lily Of The Valley

"This is the poison of giving too much. You feel yourself emptying out, dizzying, discoloring-- until you fear you will fade entirely and wither away. You have always had to give. You never had a choice before. They pluck your flowers for their beauty, they trample your leaves carelessly, they pull out your roots by the fistful and berate you for daring to grow. And now that you have a grove to spread out in, your rhizomes tangle and curl in on themselves. When cruelty is all you've ever known, thriving seems impossible. But the answer is not to make yourself small and offer every lovely thing you are to the world in the hopes it will have mercy on you. The answer is to let yourself dare to thrive for thriving's sake, to grow in the wild ways you wish to-- and to do that for yourself for once."

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once you’re stripped clean , what’s at your core ?

rippling sunset

"you’re the nicest person i’ll ever meet, probably. with an undying passion to protect those who can’t protect themselves, you’re energetic and bubbly to a fault. it’s cute, watching you run around trying to tie up loose ends. i feel bad for you — out of everyone you know, you probably have some of the deepest trauma, more than anyone’s aware of. this isn’t something that you want attention for at all, and you’d really just rather forget it exists at all… even then, it seems like you can never escape it. i wish you a pleasant rest of your life, full of rippling sunsets and free of prying eyes."

[mazuwii]

Zeke SFW Alphabet

Flying monke

Hey bestie, I see you like Mr Monke😏

No shame! No shame!😤 I am writing the chapters everyone has requested but I got asked to do a Zeke alphabet first so here it is

—A (Affection. How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

•Not very physically affectionate in public, he tends to give you stares that gives you the same warm feeling you get from being hugged tightly.

•When you crash into him for a hug, he's so shocked and confused, his heart is dancing at the feeling of your warm little body right against his, affectionately rubbing his back. Before he knows it, he's silently crying, holding your face to his chest so that you don't see.

•Zeke never knew hugs felt so nice and now whenever he's feeling down or whenever you both have nothing to do, he randomly opens his arms up and waits for you to run into them. If you take too long all he does is twitch his hands slightly, which is funny and cute.

•I can see him being way more affectionate in the nighttime, where you're sleeping on him and you mumble under your breath, he kisses your head and strokes your cheek, lovingly gazing at you.

—B (Bestfriend, how would he be like as a best friend, how would the friendship start?)

•Zeke would be the bestest friend ever, sure he isn't the most affectionate or upfront friend but he is incredibly reliable!

•Always defending you behind your back. He insults you but then compliments and uplifts you behind your back to other people. Basically your lawyer.

•I will never stop saying this, Zeke Jaegar is intelligent as fuck and hates small talk so his conversations are so delicious, so full of flavour. His intelligence turns you on so hard, he is so fun to talk to because A, he makes fair points and teaches you things, B, he has a good sense of humour, C, he genuinely listens. He wants your opinion and understands your point of view on the subject.

—C (Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

•Before getting into a relationship, he always thought hugs would be stiff and horrible, especially in bed but he discovered that he was wrong.

•When you were spooning him, he couldn't nearly think straight from the appreciation he felt. Your arm was so secure around his waist and your body was warm against him, it was a feeling that made him wish he was immortal and experience this FOREVER!

•He likes it when you bring yourself to him, automatically. He finds it cute and always compliments you when you do. It isn't a full-of-shit-flattery compliment, he means it.

•"Why- on this gruesome green earth, are you so cute?" He kisses your head as you nestle yourself on his chest. "Mind telling me? Hm?" He pecks your head again and tightens his arm around you.

•One thing he will die to protect is you, he wants to hide you away from all the horrors of the world and treasures you so much and one way to do it is to tightly hold you right against him, melting at the sound of your giggle.

—D (Domestic. Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

•Zeke wants to live in a cottage with you, secluded from other humans. All the serenity of it relaxes him, it's one thing he'd never stop thinking about.

•Sure he wants to settle down but he'd never want to have kids. He sees himself as a failure to all and can see his little ones hating his guts, having to hear them exclaim how much they hate their papa (even if it's just his imagination) terrifies him.

•He felt like everyone hated him, but you and his grandparents and Mr Ksaver. Children would be too much stress

•As for cooking and cleaning, I don't think he's good with cooking or cleaning. He doesn't really make a mess so it's okay that he isn't good at cleaning

•However he isn't bothered with cooking actual food, he'd always just have fruit or instant noodles when he's hungry. So you'd have to be a good cook because my mans has no motivation for that stuff

—F (Fiance(e) How would they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

•Like I said before, Zeke isn't good on relationships so if you both last more than a year and he realises you've helped him as a person and he has helped you, he secures it.

•But proposing would be difficult, he's shy, scared, worried you may laugh and blow him off.

•Eventually he gives in and asks, a heavyweight washing off his shoulders when you said yes, even getting butterflies when he realised you were crying.

—G (Gentle. How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

•His inner child is bruised, you can see a little boy in him anytime he smiles properly, it makes your heart shatter to know that he never experienced his childhood properly and is currently a little boy in an old man's body

•He is gentle, he tries so hard to be soft with you and touches you like you're made of glass. H o w e v e r, my man does not hold back when it comes to baseball.

•Zeke is so happy when he's playing baseball with you that he doesn't realise he may have thrown too hard and only realises it when you grunt at the impact it made with your collarbone, dropping everything and running to check on you.

—H (Hugs. Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

•He hesitates at first when your smaller body collides with his, he had let out a small yelp but couldn't help smiling when your arms get tighter in desperation.

•Slowly and gently, he'd embrace you back and smell your hair.

•Zeke's hugs are warm, secure and surprisingly cuddly. He's too shy to hug you first, you'd have to hug him first and he'd not hesitate anymore. Sometimes, when he's missed you so much, he'd hug so tight that your legs float off the floor, completely powerless in his embrace.

—I (I love you. How fast do they say the L-word)

•Zeke thinks a lot so admitting that he loves you would be an epiphany, even years into the relationship. He genuinely can't believe someone loves him and stayed with him.

•He'd say it with a kiss to your forehead, small freckles of tears glistening in his eyes when he stares longingly at you.

—J (Jealousy. How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous)

•Very jealous but he keeps it to himself. Especially when it comes to the opposite sex. He realises anytime a man talks to you and you smile around them, he can feel himself shrink. He's all dramatic in his head, wondering if he'd ever been enough for you or if you finally realised you deserved a better guy than him.

•All of those thoughts would disappear when you take his hand or talk to him with the tone you always use with him, a cheerful and appreciative one.

—K (What are his kisses like? Where does he like to kiss you? Where does he like to be kissed?)

•Zeke's kisses are hesitant and full of pauses. Sometimes you do most of the work, bringing him closer and all that while he's questioning if he deserves you.

•When Zeke tries to be affectionate, he likes to kiss your forehead, crown of your head, cheek, lips in private. It's reassuring and he loves his little lady more than anything. This small kiss passes on so much serotonin through your skull.

•Zeke doesn't have a specific preference but when you pepper his face with kisses it makes him so happy and fireworks go off in his tummy. With your hands gently cupping his face and your lips pressing every area on his face he softly holds onto you with a flustered smile.

—L (Little ones. How are they around children)

•Lol, he's like their older bro but a lil more distant

Let's move on...

—M (Morning. How are mornings spent with them?)

•Zeke's life is full of duties and priorities but he wishes with his full heart that he could spend the rest of his life lazily holding you with you peacefully laying by his side

•To his dismay, he must leave you to sleep. He has to get up earlier and doesn't bother waking up his sleeping angel, getting ready for work and leaving- not without kissing your cheek. Even if you're fast asleep, Zeke tucks you in and pecks your cheek, admiring you for a few seconds before heading on with his day.

•I'd say on good days, you make an effort to wake up with him and make breakfast so that he doesn't go to work and smoke ciggerates on an empty stomach. Fucking idiot, sorry but don't do that 🙄 even to my readers, don't smoke bestie💜

—N (Night. How are nights spent with them?)

•He does sleep at a reasonable time, sometimes at ten PM, sometimes at eight PM..

•Before bed he'd watch a documentary with you while having dinner and probably tire himself out by sucking in all that knowledge (the TV voice makes him sleepy, so you can see his eyelids drooping when he lies about how he isn't tired... it's cute)

•When it's time for bed he does the usual routine and gets into bed after smoking... which is pretty painful for you to watch but you won't scold him, you'll bring him closer to you and kiss his nose, massaging his scalp and becoming limp when his hand is soft at your waist, caressing patterns with his slender fingers until you fall asleep.

—O (Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

•Zeke thinks he is the scum of the Earth and wouldn't be surprised if you thought so too. It'd be difficult for him to mention any of his trauma so it all comes out through his humour.

•Daddy issues jokes, mommy issues jokes, self-deprecating jokes and you go through so many until you realise the man is traumatised. I can say with full confidence that he once tried making a joke for the millionth time and ended up crying instead of laughing. Of course, you were reassuring and comforted him in every way he needed.

—P (Patience. How easily angered are they?)

•Very patient when it comes to his S/O, he doesn't force anything out of you and slowly, gently speaks.

•Zeke doesn't become angry easily, honestly, he's so smart and open-minded that it becomes a problem because he understands so many things, unable to use his emotions to his advantage.

•Again, emotions pass and are useless to him, they just come and go so he doesn't like feeling too vividly. Especially anger, he thinks there's no use in it.

—Q (Quizzes. How much would they remember about you?  Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

•Like I keep saying, Zeke is a smart, attentive person even when he doesn't mean to be. He pays attention to small details by accident and remembers subconsciously. He memorises a lot of your habits, bad and good and makes notes of when and where they mostly happen, adapting to your lifestyle without realising.

•Someone is asking what to get for your birthday and tries to get a type of chocolate flavour he remembers you despise and he gives away your full interests and a list of what you like, dumping an essay of your public info to one of your best friends and they're just like °_°...?

•It's cute, he just doesn't know his brain sucks everything about you in

—R (Remember. What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

•When you took him out to dance and the music suddenly switched from formal dancing to just 'go crazy' and he watched you GO OFF. You were shaking your hip and hopping around energetically, glaring at him for laughing his ass off over the loud music.

•You forced him to dance with you, both of you whipping your hair back and forth, your movements less stiff but nonetheless, in sync. He's never had so much fun. No one he knew was there, it was all strangers but he felt like only you and he were there, dancing freely to the music, he'd just follow your lead confidently

—S (Security. How protective are they? How would they like to be protected?)

•Zeke is so protective, paranoid but never expressing it, knowing he'd sound insane:

-"Angel, I have to go out with you because what'll happen if you suddenly get run over?!"

-"No you can't use the phone while it's in charge, what if it explodes in your face?!"

-"Cookie dough, don't try handstanding, you could snap your neck!"

-"No, I won't let you go up these faulty escalators, they could suddenly break open and swallow you, here let me hold your hand up the normal stairs."

-"Don't lean against the balcony, you could fall over!"

•So instead he does it sneakily. Like small solutions, in order, he'd: offering to help you shop when you go out, making you put your phone down to massage him, scaring you into stopping your handstands, holding your waist securely when you're both on the balcony.

•To feel protected, Zeke needs constant reassurance from you. Physically and emotionally. A small kiss on his cheek and a little "Don't overthink, I'm here, let it all out, I'll listen to your thoughts."

—T (Try. How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

•I think Zeke is more of a private person but his dates can be fun too. For anniversaries, you'd both have turns. For his half of the day, it would be spent playing baseball, going to the arcade, taking you out to dinner and then he'd warmly hold your hands in his, asking you what you want to do now.

•His gifts are so thoughtful but he tries to be cool when he gives it to you, lips straight and eyes avoiding you like a shy schoolboy. He can't keep his cool since you have to attack his face with kisses🙄 Jees Y/n stop it, he totally doesn't go insane when you do that to him, totally isn't in love

—U (Ugly. What are some bad habits of theirs?)

•I'd say the damn smoking. Zeke chose an unhealthy coping mechanism and needs guidance out of it, so you do just that.

•Taking his cigarettes and helping him get the nicotine out of his body through skipping rope, taking him to the sauna and even massaging his scalp when he has a headache.

•If course it'd be such a shock to him when he realises how nice he feels after his addiction is over, it's amazing what getting rid of one bad habit can do to your life.

—V (Vanity. How concerned are they with their looks?)

•Zeke trimmed his beard shorter and did his hair when he realised he had seemed to be ageing faster but... for the sake of my selfishness this is a modern au

•Surprisingly, he actually has good skin, a nice beard and a good haircut. Zeke is beautiful.

•Only once, has he ever shaved fully and my guy looked 10 years younger and was lowkey getting cocky but he rathered the beard and let it grow out... not too long though

—W (Whole. Would they feel incomplete without you?)

•Zeke is like the moon, it's a bit dark but it's still useful, however, it needs the sun to give it a boost? So what I'm trying to say is you're the sun to him, life wouldn't feel the same now that you've made your mark

—X (Xtra. A random headcanon for them.)

•I don't care what you say, he can do the entire dance for boy with luv by BTS. He doesn't know why he knows it so well, he's only seen the dance rehearsal once (yes he memorizes pretty fast)

•extra but, by the way, Monke man can figure out a Rubix cube faster than a War breaking out in AOT so... haha very fast👁👁

—Y (Yuck. What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

•He doesn't like a controlling partner, not everything has to go your way babe, life is always going to steer you in a different direction and it sometimes is in a better direction than the one you had first intended.

•So there's that

—Z (Zzz. What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

•This is funny to me for some reason? But once he lets go of your cuddle, he subconsciously sprawls his body out, and he does it for the entire night even when you're on top of him, his clothes are somehow half-off. The pillows are everywhere, the blanket is under his heavy thighs so you're freezing on him :")

[stormblessed95]

Hey Stormblessed, as a Jikook and Suga biased army I felt really happy but also really disappointed yesterday after BTS dropped their vlives. I was happy to see the emotional connection between Jikook demonstrated once again by JK encouraging the hyungs to uplift JM instead of teasing his UN speech mishap. But at the same time I was disappointed to see toxic solo stans/armys calling Suga out as a bully and a meanie to JM. Some also tried to say Suga has a history in bullying JM and JK by bringing up the frying pan RUN incident and the Break The Silence reaction crying comment. Today I even saw WeLoveYouYoongi trending as a response to the bullying allegations. Of course it was pretty obvious that JM was less than impressed at the teasing he was receiving but I wouldn’t label teasing/bickering between close friends who know each others boundaries better than we could ever know bullying. I found it so weird to be liking JK-supporting-JM comments and reporting Suga-character-assassination comments for the same moment lol. I wanted to know how you felt about this situation as a fellow JikookMin biased army?

YOU TOO ANON?!

Twitter is beyond exhausting sometimes I swear. Although sometimes Tumblr isn't much better. We can sum this up I guess by saying People are exhausting sometimes.

Toxic solos, akgaes and shippers are not true fans. They can't be. They drag other members in an effort to support their fav. Forgetting the fact that their fav would hate them for doing that. Forgetting that you can defend and support your fav without spouting toxic BS towards any other member. People trying to drag Yoongi in an effort to defend Jimin forget that Jimin is a grown ass man who doesn't need their protection, especially from one of his best friends. Not to mention that Jimin has ex communicated friends he used to love for saying bad things about the other members behind his back. When he found out about it, he literally cut those people out of his life forever. You Think he wants toxic solo stans dragging his favorite people in the world in some twisted defensive of him? Absolutely not.

And while Jimin obviously wasn't in the mood to recieve the teasing, it was nipped in the bud and no hard feelings were held. We should be able to coo over that cute moment of JK telling everyone to knock it off and Namjoon saying yes, and agreeing to stop the teasing without worrying about having to then defend a different member against bullying allegations.

Jimin and Yoongi bicker like crazy. JinKook beat each other up physically as a way to show affection and Yoonmin do it verbally. Lmao but notice they all are doing it with smiles on their faces during or afterwards. And Jimin gives it back to Yoongi as good as he gets it. They are the first to sling a teasing and cutting remark at each other, but it's done with love. It's the way they are. They "humble" each other as they have stated before. Lol and they are also the first to uplift, support and defend the other person too. It's a very classic "I can be mean to him, but heaven help you if you try to be mean to him." Solo stans need to leave them ALONE. And yes, it was very odd to be appreciating the moment from one side and reporting people and having to defend a member from another side. It's exhausting sometimes for sure.

And anyone who thinks that Yoongi isn't totally and completely fond of Jimin and doesn't have a soft spot a mile wide for that man is deluding themselves. They are so full of care and love for each other. The bickering is just part of their dynamics together, but it takes nothing away from how much they do love each other. (Platonically of course, which I shouldn't feel the need to constantly reiterate, but I do.) Yoongi teases the hell out him but also never shuts up about how wonderful, talented and amazing Jimin is. Puts his photo up as his phone background, says Jimin is his favorite, his voice is his favorite, he wants to make a song with Jimin, Jimin is the one he is closest too. So all these Jimin/Yoongi solos haven't actually been paying any attention to their favs and the things they actually say or feel. So they can all just go shove off. People should rather be focusing on the fact that BTS tried so hard to spend time with us and appreciating them and their impact on their world with everything they are doing at the UN.

And for my fellow YoonMinKook biased ARMY, thanks for reporting the haters, for supporting them and for supporting Jikook. Hope you stay away from any more toxicity 💜 and Enjoy all these Yoonminkook photos with me!!

[volvaofowls]

Feanorian Week, Day 3 - Celegorm

Longing for a father figure

This is just a little take on Celegorm and his relationship with father figures, family bonds and legacy.

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Feanor always looked at Celegorm slightly differently than his other sons. He never mistreated him, he loved all his sons equally, but whenever he will raise his hand to ruffle Celegorm's hair, the hand would linger, as if afraid to touch fair locks. If Celegorm would injure himself while playing Feanor will get very angry with his son, much more so than with his other children, but his anger will always subside eventually, and then Feanor will press his forehead to his son’s; softly scolding him and apologising for his previously harsh words. Celegorm will cry with his father, both of them lamenting their vulnerabilities and fear of harming each other.

As Celegorm was growing up, his outlook on it changed, he started to secretly resent being seen as vulnerable just because of his similarity in looks to someone else Feanor loved. At some point, in his more rebellious years, Tyelkormo run away from home for a day, to escape his father’s overbearing protection. The fair-haired elf was even prepared to chop of his lock with stolen scissors in spite, until his hand was stayed by the Huntsman Vala.

The Huntsman was terrifying for the young Celegorm, the little one even thought to himself that it was no wonder the first awakened ones fled from him. Orome loved the elves more than any other of the Valar, and that day he lent his ear to Celegorm, learning of his frustrations and desires, and that day was a beginning of a friendship and mentorship that would last ages.

It was only Nerdanel that managed to calm the anger of Feanor, when he found that the reason why his son was disappearing from home day after day. At some point Feanor even forbid Celegorm from setting a foot out of the house, but Celegorm was of the same temper as his father, and if someone said to him not to do something, he will only double down and do it more.

***

The young ellon has achieved substantial fame within his family and among his people, as a close friend of a Huntsman Vala, some would even nickname him as “Little Orome”, as he would ride on his horse with his hound running by and blowing horn – terrifying creatures about him and causing commotion.

Celegorm loved his father and mother deeply, but he did not want to fashion himself in their image, especially feanor seemed to have very specific ideas of who Celegorm should be. Tyelkormo preferred the company of Orome, soaking up his teaching, stories about the first awoken ones and fighting with the Vala, imagining himself riding out to Middle Earth and shielding the first elves from the evil corruption of the world.

Finwe was the one to send a word to his grandson, asking him to delay his hunting and come for a family visit. But when Celegorm came there was no one in the halls save Finwe himself. The grandfather loved his all members of his family, but even he had his favourites (not that he would ever admit to it), and he was not a stranger as to what a rift between father and son looks like. Admittedly he felt partially to blame for the situation, and the need to help two stubborn little boys to heal and come together again. H Finwe shared with his grandson stories of his grandmother, and how similar Tyelko was to her, in looks and in drive. And it was not Feanor's fault for the pain and loss he suffered, and it was not Celegorm's fault that Feanor saw in him more than just his son and desired to treasure and protect him from everything.

It took time but finally the fair haired elf's heart was touched and he desired to heal his family of the trauma, but in his own way. Celegorm especially seemed to take little revenge on his father when he took the latter on a hunt with him, in all matters Feanor was genius except hunting, his curses and stomping allowing even the slowest of animals to run away. But no one can say that they returned empty handed, father and son holding hands in one of the only moments of genuine and pure love between them. Feanor never oppose Tyelko’s hunting anymore, openly bragging about it to Fingolfin at every chance.

***

Curufin was Tyelko’s favourite brother. When Curufin started to talk more and run around, some of the anxiety and worry of their parents has shifted to the little one. It was infinitely endearing for Celegorm to see the frustrations of little Curufin, the little one did not want to be bossed around and in many ways looked like 3 feet tall Feanor, same attitude but in smaller size. On several occasions little Curufin would take his toy bow and loudly announce that he will go away to live in forest with Celegorm, and once the rascal attempted to hide in a travelling bag, only to discovered straight away. He was like a tail.

As Curufinwe grew more into himself, he took a lot after his father – in looks, mood and even craft. But the young craftsman and hunter will grow almost inseparable, one always following another, even when Curufin’s son was born Celegorm would hunt nearby and regularly checking on the new family, helping whenever he could a new family.

After Finwe’s and then Feanor’s passing Celegorm was devastated, he have nearly died himself springing to battle. He realised something, alone from his brothers, oath to recover his father’s work was made not only to defeat the first and deepest evil of the world, but to defend reputation of the family also.

Celegorm loved Maitimo, but his decision to give up the crown only proved to Celegorm that family needed stronger and more determined leader at the helm, with him realising that he was also the only one with the foresight to see it so.

It caused many grievances on his part, but Celegorm has never seen then as that. Everything he has done he has never done it in hatred and greed but for the good of his family. Celegorm always intended to gain power and then to ride against Morgoth and protect the weak ones against foe, like Orome has done before him.

***

Coming to the Halls of Mandos felt like a defeat. He failed in his mission to recover the gems and all he had done to uplift his family has been for naught. No one saw feanorians as noble leaders anymore and he was not a hero but a villain in the eyes of many.

Celegorm, during his time in the Halls of Mandos, never saw his brothers, save Curufin, with whom he decided to stay attached to. The brothers would just sit silently and observe the world go pass. The only two elves to visit were Finwe and Feanor, they always came together, Feanor coming first and Finwe following behind. Feanor will sometimes talk with his sons, about the world and about their lives before everything, the times when Tyelko and his brothers were little, how they got their names, the best of the memories. If Feanor mentioned Nerdanel’s name in passing he would go silent for several moments and then continue.

Finwe did not speak, he just observed Feanor speak to his sons from a short distance, a mournful smile of his face. Finwe often thinks to himself about what he would have done differently if he got a chance. Finwe approached Celegorm slowly.

“Whenever I look at you I see a lot of Feanor” said Finwe to him. “Feanor got his from this mother. She too was of great temperament and passion. We wanted to have many children together, but… not everything worked out”

“And are you proud of the family you have?” asked grimly Celegorm. Finwe replied sometime later.

“I am ashamed that I was not of more help to my family. But I am proud of all the great and little good my family has done. And I am proud of everyone staying true to themselves.” Finished Finwe with a smile.

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Love letter project ♡

Sooo to celebrate the 4th anniversary of Shining live, I put together a project! I basically got a bunch of people to write a love letter for their favourite boy. Things like, why they like them, how they got to like them and what they like about them were all accepted!

The event was supposed to have 2 fans for each boy but unfortunately I was unable to get two for some of the boys. 

Under the cut will be the love letters for all of Class A!!! Please enjoy~ And thank you for all the people who participated in the event and taking the time to write the love letters out. 

CLASS A

OTOYA ITTOKI

From @ponzu-penzui:

Hello world! My nickname is Yuki, and I’m here to tell you about the sunshine boy that is Otoya Ittoki. The redhead of the series, Otoya is your seemingly a-typical sunshine in a mascot boy character. But, as we all know with these types, the sunshine isn’t as, well, sunshine as they seem. Or, if you didn’t know, well… spoiler alert I guess. Go watch the anime, or play the otome games, then come back here. Anyways, let’s get started on our journey, shall we? Through the rabbithole that got me here in the first place!

Otoya immediately became my best boy the second I saw him. I’m not quite sure what immediately got me at first, whether it be his red hair and eyes, his voice, or his immediate friendliness, but here we are. I should also mention that UtaPri was my first idol anime, so I was completely unaware what was going to hit me later. And, if you’ve watched the entire anime, you know where I’m going.

Season 4 was an emotional wreck. I cried at least twice. Did I have a newfound appreciation for Otoya after all that heartache? Definitely. Without spoilers, it was incredibly painful for me to watch, but I don’t regret it.

After watching the anime, I soon found out about the existence of Shining Live. So, with no other UtaPri content to binge, I started to play SL in late 2018. After playing for a little more than a year, I tiered in my first Otoya event (Heartwarming Snow Festival), and achieved my first top 200. Ever since then, I’ve tiered in every Otoya event, getting top 200, then top 100.

But, why do I like Otoya Ittoki even to this day? Well, I guess this is the time where I say that, after a certain point, I started to see bits of myself in Otoya. This led me to start to RP him, and, as you probably know if you’ve ever roleplayed a character before, I started to look at the miniscule amount of translated game content (many thanks to the Ohayaho Translation Team) for, well, more content. And content I did receive. Long story short, this only served to solidify Otoya as my favorite boy of not only UtaPri, but from all anime/manga/game content I’ve ever seen/watched. His cheerfulness may have been the first thing that got me in this rabbithole, but his backstory and how he managed to grow up pulled me in even further. And, I don’t think I will or want to get out anytime soon.

Next one from; Anon

As much as we all know our Otoya for how sweet and kind he is, there is so much more to him than just a precious smile. He is uplifting, cheerful towards everyone he meets. He has empathy and goes out of his way to make sure his friends are happy. Even so, Otoya has feelings that aren’t always happiness and smiles. He can feel sad and angry just like anyone else.

The reason I care and love Otoya so much is because he has shown me that I don’t have to always put on a smile. It’s nice to show off your pearly whites, but sometimes, it’s okay to be sad too. There are times in everyone’s life when they feel out of place and that they don’t belong. Otoya also felt this way and that’s perfectly okay. He’s still being the best idol he can be: The idol that Otoya loves the most.

MASATO HIJIRIKAWA

From Anon: 

Masato Hijirikawa. Why do I like Masato Hijirikawa? I like him to the point that it feels weird for me to even question why I do. He's just- a good boy. A great boy. I love him. As a joke, I'd usually say that it was his weirdly pretty, bowl-cut hairstyle that drew me to him, or I'd say that he caught my interest when I read that he was "very good with his hands" (wink wonk) in his Shining Live description, and while both of these reasons are still true, it wasn't until I started role playing him in an old server that I really started to appreciate his character more.

Masato, despite his aloof and almost "perfect" initial image, is a very relatable character. When he first arrived at Saotome (in-game) he wasn't necessarily seen as someone with a lot of talent to become an idol, which he acknowledged with grace and worked hard to make up for. He's humble despite his privileged upbringing and is incredibly self-aware of his flaws, which are sources of insecurity for him sometimes (a lot of times). Though it should be said that most of this insecurity stems from not having a lot of control over his early life, which is why it felt so gratifying to see him break free of his metaphorical chains to pursue his happiness without any doubts. He's a hard worker and is willing to accept criticism with open arms, not only for himself but for the people around him. Despite his traditional upbringing and nature, he's very receptive to change as long as it benefits both him and STARISH. He values the people he cares about more than anything, which is why he constantly strives to be a better version of himself every day, not only for himself but for the people around him.

Though his stoicism sometimes makes him seem plain or even "boring" to some people, he hides a warm, hidden passion within that's just as bright as everyone else's. Like the springtime bloom of cherry blossoms after winter, Masato shows his passion and love with no restraint to anyone who takes the time to understand him, and I can very much attest to this. I love him a lot and I hope to see more content of him, STARISH, and the others for more years to come.

NATSUKI SHINOMIYA

From uh....me:

HELLO I’m Z~ also known as the mod of the mikaze-discord/utapri-hcs tumblrs, as well as the organiser for the event! But enough about myself, let's talk about Natsuki Shinomiya.

When I first watched the anime as a youngin, I had already known about the games and their plots but had decided to try out the anime as well since I had nothing better to do.

Natsuki was actually one of my least favourite characters in the anime just because of how they presented him. I just...didn't care for him at all. He was just some random tall guy who loved hugs and almost murder…. Yeah.

I’m sure like most, I had a changing point. Originally, I was a Tokiya rper but...I was just unhappy with how my Tokiya was, I wasn't as experienced in rping with that server being my first rp server i was ever in. I didn't feel like I matched up with the others. I felt my Tokiya was just lacking something, substance maybe. Another person actually had a similar feeling and had changed their character from Camus to Syo and since we already had an Ai, I had just decided to go with the flow and complete the rest of the cute team. Best decision of my life. I’m so grateful for Natsuki and everything I associate him with. Without him, I probably wouldn't have made my tumblrs, I wouldn't have stayed in that server, I wouldn't have gone looking for other servers to rp in. I don't think I would be the same without Natsuki. I just find him so endearing now, he is just a lovable giant who happens to be able to be a disney princess. He is just so darn cute damn it. , just look at his Christmas card, his King card, quite literally just half his Shining live URs. Also, just like his songs just slap. Natsuki to me, is just serotonin. He gave me so many opportunities that I could have missed. I don't even think I would have started this love letter project without him if I’m being completely honest. I genuinely enjoyed all the memories I made as Natsuki. Thank you to Natsuki and to the Mikaze-discord for basically starting me off.

From Luke:

Natsuki was actually the very first character I encountered before I got into utapri. A friend showed a photo of him and told me that I'd probably be into this guy. She sure was right! After installing shining live for the first time and having a familiar face on the screen, I grew curious of him each day and just had to find out why was so attracted to him. The fact that I've seen him so many times in the past was haunting me, telling me that this man actually watched me grow up from a distance without even knowing his name. It sounds weird but I find it rather comforting for someone who doesn't want to be protected but isn't strong enough to defend myself alone.

The thought of having him there was enough to get me through the day and gave me enough reason to wake up to the next. I admit I may have adapted some of his habits after looking after his account for a year but that isn't a bad thing if it means that it would turn me into a much better person than I am now. I guess you could say we've grown together now in a sense, preserving the feelings and just living through the moment no matter how happy or sad it is. What's important is that we're not alone in all things we do and in everything we feel, there will always be someone there to keep us moving when we feel like giving up.

[kaeyas-beloved]

The Emperor’s Daughter in Wonderland

This is an IkeVamp/IkeRev crossover inspired by this post... I couldn’t resist myself.

I had this long note (this is still long though) about how I lost confidence because I read the notes on the original post and I thought I skipped over some huge points with the armies growing suspicious and some other things. Like there wouldn’t have been any real plot holes or anything but I still panicked for a moment (cause I thought people wouldn’t like what I wrote). But to sum up I think I fixed it and basically I focused more on the MC/Reader being the daughter of a suitor and the ‘it all goes down hill from there’ part of the original post - letting MC have the spot light because of that...And I also still tried to sprinkle in some general suitor romance (not a lot though cause it wasn’t the main focus) There are some dad!Napoleon moments too cause who doesn’t like it when the residents are dads

Still I hope who ever reads this still likes it! (Sorry if this isn’t good and I hyped you up for nothing...)

Warning(s): Descriptions of violence, injures, blood, roughly 5 swear words and potential OOCness because I haven’t finished all the IkeRev routes nor am I fully confident in writing Napo’s character...

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Call it what you’d like, Napoleon could tell something was going to happen. 

Maybe it was just his protective fatherly side coming out for all to see, she is the only remaining family member he has left, his wife (her mother) gone along with his human life, but the ex-emperor knows better. 

It’s a gut feeling, something will happen.

The screech of Jupiter, who sat perched on a tree branch not too far away, alerted him that someone was coming. Looking over his shoulder towards the entrance of the mansion, out walked his daughter, satchel and coat in hand, a smile on her face.

“Finished saying goodbye?” Napoleon asked, stepping back from the horse he was petting. (Y/N) nodded, attaching the bag to the saddle of the horse.

“Yeah. Supposedly they’re all going to miss me? I don’t know why though. Even old man Leo said something about how ‘the passerotta is finally leaving the nest’.” she sighed, exasperated at the nickname the renaissance man used. 

“What have I told you about calling him that?” Her father asked, raising a brow. She turned from the animal to face him.

“To not to?” Napoleon nodded.

“Right.” 

“So I can call Comte ‘old man’ but not Leo?” she asked, raising a brow.

“Exactly.” he smirked and she couldn’t help but sigh again, shaking her head. 

“You don’t make sense sometimes you know that?” Chuckling, Napoleon mussed up her hair, his way of showing her affection. It wasn’t as jovial as it usually was though, or relaxed for that matter, and (Y/N) picked up on it quickly. 

“Stop worrying. Remember, I had you and Uncle Jean teach me how to protect myself. Nothing is going to happen to me...” her attempt to ease her father’s anxieties didn’t go unnoticed, but it also didn’t help that much.

“I’d feel better if you brought your rapier...” 

“I would, really, but I don’t think the townspeople would take too kindly to me having it. It doesn’t help that I’m a woman either, because, you know...” 

“I know... Just, be careful” Had it not been for the way his jade green eyes stared at her, waiting for her to promise that she’d come home in one piece, (Y/N) may have laughed at the way he was acting. It was uncommon to see this underlining anxiousness in his expression. Usually when she was going out he was laid back, dropping the parting words of ‘be safe’ before going on as usual It sounded a little cold but he trusted in her to make the right choices. 

But this time he told her to be careful. Not safe, careful. In a roundabout way it was a sign that he cared and worried for her and didn’t want anything to harm her.

It also showed that something really had him on edge about her trip to London. The best thing to do though is to give him what he wants, which is reassurance.

“I’m only getting ink for Uncle Arthur, but if it eases your mind, I promise to be careful.”

“Thank you.” he mumbled, “Do you have enough Rouge?”

“What did I say about not worrying?” The look he gave her told her to just tell him, “Oui, I do. I even packed more than needed just in case. You never know when your thirst can suddenly be stronger than usual.”

“How much is more exactly?”

“I’m bringing eleven. If I drink half a day every other day I’d have enough for about a mouth plus some”  

“I know I said to be prepared but you really are an overachiever sometimes you know that?”

“Oui oui, I’m aware! Au revivor papa, I’ll see you in a week, alright?” With a smile, the two shared a parting goodbye hug, (Y/N) mounting the awaiting horse. A kick of her foot and she was off at a gallop, waving back one last time before disappearing over the horizon.

The dread in the pit of Napoleon’s stomach didn’t cease, even as he went back into the manor, and when the time was right, it’d be revealed just why that feeling was there.

~

“Damn it...” Oddly enough, in some form of twisted fate, the rapier that she left at home would’ve been beneficial in that moment. 

Honestly, no one thought that she’d fall into some fantasy land, one on the brink of war, obtain the power to break magic spells and then get kidnapped with the intention to be eliminated. By a research center trying to take over the world for themselves no less. 

Scrapes and bruises marked her entire body along with the stains of blood. She’s lost way more than humanly possible for her to still be standing, a large cut running down her arm and a rather deep puncture wound to her abdomen. Yet she continues to fight - she has to. 

Landing a final punch to the last robed disciple, a pounding pain thrummed throughout her entire body, though the one that sourced from her mouth was by far the most painful.

“I-Ignore it...” she told herself, staggering over to a fallen man that was taken care of earlier in the fray of fists and magic. Unhooking the belt, she took the sword from him, stumbling up to one of the horses that the enemy rode in on.

The truth was she wasn’t doing too hot. Turns out, no matter how much you practice or how much stamina you have, deflecting magic attacks takes a lot out of you. On top of that she was exerting herself to defend herself, while bleeding, and it all amounts up to her being on the brink of unconsciousness. 

“Why do you wield your blade?” A conversation she had with her father when she was younger came to mind as she leaned against a tree, the need to catch her breath too strong to brush off.

“Huh?”

“Why do you fight (Y/N)? What’s your reason?” Right... he asked that when she was younger, feeling like a failure for not being able to fight like her dad could. Having been so young she was nearly on the brink of tears, about to give up ever learning the art of the sword.

“T-to protect and save others...” was her frail answer. Her father smiled, liking that her heart was in the right place. 

“Good. Now remember that when you’re about to give up. You can’t achieve that goal if you admit defeat.” 

“O-okay! I won’t ever give up!”

“C’est ma fille...” he said patting her head.

Growing up surrounded by some of the greatest men in history came with it’s perks, a vast knowledge ranging from science thanks to Isaac all the way to piano lessons with Mozart are under her belt. 

Though, if she had to choose, the greatest skill she acquired was how to protect the weak. How to raise a sword to save lives, never to take if at all possible. 

Her new found friends will die if she doesn’t move now. 

“Merci papa...” she whispered, finding the strength to push herself upright once more. Climbing onto the back of the horse a new, burning determination filled her. 

She will save those that have found a place in her heart and, when everything’s said and done, return home to her awaiting family.

~

By time the clearing to the Central Quarter came into view the sun had just started to set, bathing her surroundings in an orange glow. The closer she got to the opening the more she was able to make out, yet the sight wasn’t an uplifting one.

The Chosen Thirteen from both sides lay beaten on the cobblestone ground, exhausted and beat up. Even the kings, strongest among them all, struggled to get back on their feet. Lancelot sat against a wall while Ray was at the foot of the man behind everything - Amon Jabberwock. The other officers weren’t any better, most struggling to grasp their weapons but too drained to do so. 

And in the hands of Amon was a bigger than normal magic crystal, the glow emitting off of it bright, its spell nearly cast.

The sight only fueled the adrenaline that coursed through her veins.

Drawing her blade from its sheath, she was ready to face any foe that may hinder her in helping bring peace to Cradle. Aligning the course the horse is to take, (Y/N) let go of the reins, her voice ringing out. 

“Ray, move!”

The King of Spades did as commanded, rolling back and out of the line path of the stallion. Leaping from it, she barely landed on her feet, the hand free of anything outstretched. Instantly the harsh glow subsided, the gem now nothing more than a useless rock. 

The call of her name mixed with gasps of surprise, and perhaps relief, fell on deaf ears, her (e/c) eyes focused on one man and one man alone. Sweeping his legs out from under him, Amon dropped to his hands and knees, the tip of her rapier pressed against his neck.

“Amon Jabberwock-!” her voice echoed with power and authority, a cold look in her eye. 

Admittedly, it shocked those around her, no clues given during her stay that would allude to her having this hidden side. But the sight of her standing there, a will to fight in her eye, even as copious amounts of blood poured out of her, was astonishing and uplifting enough to repair their morale. 

And had the residents of the mansion been here to hear and see her, they would've remarked how similar it felt to her father when he faced his foes.

“As a temporary member of the Black and Red Army, I hereby arrest you on the count of treason against the country of Cradle!”   

“H-How...?” Amon stuttered, voice laced with anger and on the brink of snapping further into madness, “you should be dead with those wounds!” 

A weak, almost pained sounding laugh left her lips as she pushed the blade a little harder, lips parting, “I’m nothing like the others...” 

“Monster...” he gasped, fear in his eyes as he unsuccessfully tried to scoot away from her. By the way he acted, she could tell that he caught sight of the pointed teeth in her mouth.

“Mm... in a way, maybe I am...”

“You won’t kill me!” The way his voice shook made it sound like he was trying to convince her to not slit this throat right there and now. Fortunately for him, she wasn’t that kind of person. 

“While it’s true that I shouldn’t raise my sword like I am now unless I am willing to take the life that’s in my hands, you would be right, I won’t be ending your life. I learned all I know from my father, one of which was to never take a life, for fear it turns out I can’t live with the consequences. That doesn’t mean I won’t beat you and bring peace to Wonderland” Refusing to let another word be uttered from him, (Y/N) swiftly butted the hilt of the sword to his neck, knocking him out. 

“There she is!”

“Lord Amon!” Shouted more robed men from behind. The disciples reached for, presumably, magic crystals from their pockets but stopped at something she said, the saber pointed their way.

“You can fight me, but I just took down your leader. If you chose to fight me just know that I do not fall easily and I will fight till the bitter end for what is right... So, what will you do?”  

“C-crud, let’s get out of here! I’m not chancing it!” Her words reached them and made it clear that they didn’t stand to win. So, scouring away, the enemy tucked tail and ran. 

“Seems you’re all still alive...” She breathed, turning around to face the army soldiers. All of them smiled at her, glad that she was alright (for the most part) and that this war was over. 

Yet life is no fairy tale, something tragic usually hits in the best of times like these. Wise words from a guy who’s not all there (thanks Shakespeare).

She saw it before the words reached her ears and the next moments were a blur of colour. 

Someone from the shadows raised a sword of their own, the blade about to pierce the one person dearest to her, the one that stole her heart while in this new, unfamiliar world. He was unguarded with nothing to defend himself, about to die should she just stand there and not take action.

Mustering the last bit of energy she had, she parried the attack, the sound of steel on steel ringing in the still evening. The clash lasted less than a minute, the lesser vampire the one to be impaled, unable to block the second strike. Still, if she was to die, he would go down with her at least. 

No, she didn’t kill the attacker, merely used all she had to stab him in the leg, bringing him to the ground, the force and angle of the impact rendering him unconscious.

No one said anything, their minds unable to full register the events that just transpired. The pained words of their friend snapped them out though and all eyes went to her.

“I-I’m glad yo-ou’re safe...” she wheezed, eyes meeting the ones of the man she loves. A sense of calmness overcame her, he was safe, he would live. Maybe, just maybe, she could die a peaceful death knowing that she was able to protect the one she cares about. Her duty was fulfilled.

The only regret she’d bear would be the regret of being unable to say goodbye properly, both to the ones around her and the ones ignorant of what’s going on, as they await her return back in the Land of Reason. 

Something that seemingly won’t be happening now...

This was her bittersweet end.

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A sharp intake of air. Vision blurry. The smell of antiseptic chemicals and whisky. These invaded her being and briefly, when she was able to at least think, she thought that this was a weird form of Heaven or Hell to be put into.

Though when her sight cleared up some more it was revealed that, no, she wasn’t in an abstract afterlife, she was just in Kyle’s infirmary. 

(Y/N) laid in that oddly comfortable bed for what felt like hours, which were really only minutes, before she found the strength to sit up, if only a little.

A slip of pink paper which rested on the nightstand caught her eye. Picking it up she read the note, relaying that, if she was to wake up, that everyone wanted to let her know that the war is truly over and that her boyfriend was safe, all thanks to her. A breath she didn’t know she was holding was finally let free, muscles relaxing. 

It was some form of a miracle that allowed her to still be here, like the world was telling her it wasn’t time for her to leave just yet. Not that she was complaining or anything, but she couldn’t help the giggle that came with the thought that the similarities between her and her dad are starting to get weird.

The click of the door pulled her from her funny thought, and in walked the last face she saw before blacking out. He really was okay, just like the note said. 

“We have to talk”

“We do, don’t we.” she smiled and he returned it, pulling up a chair. For the rest of the day (assuming based on the light that poured in through the window) the two lovers talked, expressing how glad they were that the other was okay, what happened after she collapsed and what their next steps would be. When everything was done, her boyfriend climbed into the bed with her, mindful of the injuries around her whole body, and with such gentleness pulled her flush against his chest. 

That evening they slept in each other’s arms, calmed by the sound of their mixed breathing and heartbeats, because later that night they’ll have to part again.  

~

“Tell me again what you are?” Kyle rubbed his temple, trying his hardest to wrap his head around her claim. The hangover he had wasn’t helping in this situation either. 

“I’m a vampire, a lesser vampire to be more exact” 

“I get that, but what is that?”

“Don’t worry too much about it, just know that if I was to bite you you wouldn’t turn and I’m not immortal. Now go drink some water. Can’t believe magic is a thing yet you’d get hung up on mythology...” she muttered the last part, shaking her head in disbelief.

“I would just like to go on record and say I knew all along” Edgar piped up, his usual innocent smile on his face. Zero and Jonah scoffed. 

“And how did you exactly?” Zero asked his teacher. The Jack of Hearts smiled just a little wider, fetching something from his pocket. The glass glittered in the moonlight.

“So that’s where my last bottle went! You had it!”

“Indeed. You did well to hide it Alice, but not well enough if I was able to find it” 

“Why do you have it anyway?” 

“I saw our dear Alice drinking it one day. She told me it was wine but by the viscosity I could tell she was lying. It also smelt like blood. So, I did some digging around her room while she was gone.” 

“Of course, only you would be able to smell it and instantly recognize it like that...” Jonah hissed under his breath. The statement went unheard by all except the subject of the comment, who simply continued to smile like he heard nothing. 

“That would explain why ya sometimes left the training grounds all of a sudden too when someone got hurt” Fenrir pointed out, the Black Army nodding along. 

“We just thought you were squeamish...” Luka mumbled.

“That would also explain the report I got saying we had a shortage of blood...” Lancelot spoke up, staring down at (Y/N). 

“I... got hungry and didn’t have enough?” she shrugged, a nervous smile on her face while averting her eyes to the side. Really, it was half a lie, she was hungry. It was just that the liquid was right there at the time and it’s scent was so sweet to her - she couldn’t help herself! 

“But,” the King of Hearts continued, a small, soft smile blooming on his face, “I’m willing to pardon it, you did save us all. So, thank you, for all you’ve done. Is there anything you’d like as a reward?” 

“I’m honored King Lancelot, but right now I think I have to go home. There are some people that are no doubt missing me.”

“Very well. Then you are welcomed back at the Red Army anytime”

“The Black Army will welcome you too, little lady” Sirius added, Ray nodding in approval. 

“Right, the room you used will be waiting for you should you ever come back”

“Ohhhh please come back Alice, the Black Army just won’t be the same without you!” Seth whined dramatically.

“Thank you... all of you” (Y/N) gave a closed eye smile, the light of the moon illuminating behind her. A hand suddenly cupped her cheek, the contact warm and prompting her to open her eyes. 

“I will see you again right?” he asked, low enough that only the two of them could hear it.

“Yes, just as we promised last night.” she whispered back, leaning in for a kiss, one he returned.

The rabbit hole that connected their worlds opened up, a spotlight like light shining onto it. Pulling away her hand clutched the bag she came with, along with the items she’s obtained, and she turned one last time. Her eyes roamed over each face a final time, stopping on his.

“See you later everyone!” A chorus of goodbyes paired with waves and she stepped backwards, falling down, down, down the hole like she did just one short month ago.

~

“The man at the stall said he saw her here one night, there must be a clue.” Napoleon stated, eyes hard with determination, certain that there has to be something here linking to his missing daughter. Deep down though he’s consumed with emotion, anger, fear and a great sadness.

Anger at himself, he should’ve been more persistent with her taking her rapier. Then maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

The fear and sadness are a mix of the same reason, he’s sad and afraid that he’ll never see her again, that he’s lost her even after promising to protect her from the moment she was born.

And yet, as the third week of having nothing he’s starting to lose hope, and the others can tell.

“Napoleon...” Jean whispered, placing a firm hand on the man’s shoulder. “I think it’s time to head back to the inn...”

He wants to stay out longer, search every nook and cranny of this damn park a thousand times more.

“Jean’s right...” Isaac added, tilting his head and gesturing with it in the direction of where they’re staying, “we can look some more in the morning if you want.”

“Maybe you’re right...” the Demi-vampire sighed, beginning his slow, reluctant trudge to the cozy London inn.

“Oof! Ow, I guess it’s a bumpy landing on the way back too...” the three heard the thud and rustle before the voice, but Napoleon was already sprinting in its direction.

“(Y/N)!?” The call of her name erased the pain of the landing and any other insignificant thought, her eyes darting around through the trees.

“Dad!?” She shouted back. An urgency to her father again surged through her.

He sped faster, urged on by the sound of her voice. It’s her, he knows it is, and she’s alive.

Emerging from behind a tree Napoleon comes to a grounding halt, eyes wide at the sight in front of him. She’s there, right there, albeit a little banged up, but she’s safe - that’s all that matters.

Rushing up he engulfs her in a hug, loosening it only minimally when she let out a hiss of pain.

“Where have you been? Who hurt you?” his questions are rushed, breathless as he looks her over, the amount of bandages on her alarming.

“You’ll never guess...” she suddenly smiled.

“What?” He questioned, the smile on her face making him believe that she wasn’t taking this seriously. Yet her next words shocked him, enough for a visible reaction to show, and it became obvious that the two would have to have a long, long chat.

“I fought in and won a revolution...and I protected the weak... just like I said I would...”

.

..

…

“Oh I also have a boyfriend...”

“You have a what???”

~

Fun fact: at first this was going to be the MC/Reader as Leo’s daughter and she would’ve fixed the Black Army’s stuff or Fenrir’s gun, impressing them, but!!! We all know that ~war~ is a thing in IkeRev, so behold here we are! 

[Masterlist]

[sepublic]

Luz’s Self-Defense

           I appreciate that we don’t necessarily have a scene of Luz beating up Lilith, not exactly. Lilith having a change of heart before their actual confrontation –thus ending the actual conflict before it began- shows us that as furious and overwhelming as a righteously angry Luz is… She’ll drop all of her anger to give someone a chance to improve if they want to fix things, because she just wants the best for everyone. In the end, Luz isn’t fixated on revenge and causing pain, she just wants to fix what went wrong. Luz just wants Eda back and she’ll happily drop a grudge with Lilith if it means reuniting with Eda- Especially if Lilith makes the choice to outright help Luz and Eda despite the risks otherwise (instead of just turning a blind eye), because she still cares.

          It shows us where Luz’s priorities lie, that she’ll utterly annihilate someone, but only as needed… After her initial rampage through the Conformatorium, we’re still reassured that Luz will always value her love and connections with others over all else, that she isn’t going to lose sight of who she is or what she values. Luz is angry, but in a purposeful way- She utilizes her anger effectively and efficiently, she’s never mad just for the sake of it, and it makes her wrath truly righteous as a result.

          Luz isn’t asking for much, she just wants to be allowed to exist with the ones she loves- In return, she’ll let others happily exist, and even vouch for the continued existence of others as well. In the end, Belos only has himself to blame for the defiance of others- He started the war, he declared a conflict when there was no need for one. It was Belos and his Coven System, and closed-off mind, that kickstarted this entire mess… And it’s people like Belos who insist on propagating it, when even someone as angry as Luz just wants to get it over with.

          Belos and his system is literally the “Peace was never an option” meme, but towards literally just people minding their own business and living life in their own way. Whenever she and/or her loved ones are threatened, Luz is a force of nature, befitting her motif of a wild witch whose glyphs draw from the environment around her. If Luz is going to communicate with the Titan more and perhaps earn its approval, then perhaps there will be a switch-around of who truly speaks on the Titan’s behalf, with Luz supplanting Belos. Thus, Belos only has himself to blame when Luz and the Titan, the latter of whom is synonymous with nature, strike him down like a divine force.

           And, even after Luz has been hurt, sometimes irreparably (like in Eda’s case), she can still work to keep Belos from hurting anyone else, similarly to how Eda protects Luz and is particularly mad at Lilith because of this; As Eda’s already been harmed herself, but Luz is just a kid who doesn’t need to be dragged into this, there’s no need for unnecessary damage and collateral. Even when Luz is out of the picture, she can’t stand aside and let Belos hurt others- She is ALWAYS going to be a thorn in his side so long as he’s cruel, no matter how much amnesty he gives the girl on the Titan’s alleged behalf, or to please the public. Belos could literally shower Luz with gifts and uplift her, but until he treats everyone else better, Luz isn’t going to be appeased by being designated as more special and privileged than others- She doesn’t see herself as a Chosen One superior to anyone else, after all!

          Luz is NOT to be messed with, and she’ll make that clear! She’s protective and defiant like Eda… Do no harm, but take no shit. Again, Luz is a protector, a shield in a sense- But a retaliatory one. She can easily switch to the offensive, if need be. @elementalist-kdj brought it up, the symbolism of a Sword and Shield (especially relevant when one considers the imagery of the Emperor’s Coven insignia). Eda could be seen as a Sword to Lilith’s Shield… Lilith hiding behind barriers and lies, constantly on the defensive during her final duel with Eda; While Eda is pro-active and aggressive, acting out against the system. Lilith maintains the status quo and preserves it, while Eda seeks to do away with it entirely… It’s worth noting that Eda has a LOT of swords in her collection, after all.

          If Luz and Lilith share their own similarities, then perhaps Luz is like a Shield that actually protects people, a compliment to Eda’s proactive Sword; But like her mentor Eda, Luz can switch to fighting if she has to, and only when she has to. Luz DOES have a Witch’s Wool cape that not only protects her from spells- It deflects them back at the caster! Symbolic of how she won’t hurt anyone and just wants to protect… But if you DO attack, Luz’s nature ensures that one’s own harm will backfire and rebound. It’s retaliatory, like her cloak; Harmless on its own, but if you cause trouble, then you’re basically making your own damage for Luz to work with, and return to you. You only have yourself to blame, for causing your own pain by attacking, and having that attack be reflected.

          Luz doesn’t go out of her way to attack or hurt others, she doesn’t create her own rage against people- She’s merely defending what she has whenever someone else threatens that, building off of what others have done to her… And so to make Luz stop, all one has to do is change their behavior and stop hurting Luz and her friends, and the source of her anger will cease! Luz works with a justified rage, it’s entirely sourced from the harm of others and not any of Luz’s own damage, and so if you want Luz to stop messing with you; Just stop being cruel, because Luz fights only in response to cruelty. Luz is an empathetic person, so she can show people first-hand the kind of harm they do to others; Providing a preview, but abstaining from a full-on demonstration because she’s too patient like that. Luz shows and illuminates like the Light she is… When Luz fights back, she’s like a mirror in that her own aggression is but a reflection of the ones who tormented her and her friends.

[emisfritish]

Our gift to the world - Episode 3

Summary: Episode codas of an established Pang/Wave in The Gifted Graduation. Episode 3- A conversation between Pang and Ohm after THE speech, and a warm and emotional Wave hearing it all. 

Previous parts : Ep.1 /  Ep.2

Next parts : Ep.4 / Ep.5 / Ep.6 / Ep. 7 / Ep. 8

Series on Ao3

Notes : Because Wave’s character development came to slap me in the face during that speech, and my main thought was how proud Pang must have felt hearing it. The fond look on his face while Wave was speaking not helping matters at all. 

Wave is walking back towards the room where they usually hold their meetings, two small bottled waters held in each of his hands for him and Pang, when he hears his name being spoken from inside the room and he stops in his tracks. 

“When are you and Wave going to tag team the newbee to co-parent him into seeing  the errors of his ways ?” he hears Ohm ask lightly. 

Well, there’s no way he’s entering the room now, only to end up facing Ohm’s unrelenting teasing. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he hears his boyfriend answer. “But I’m not sure I really want to know where this is going.”

“Oh come on Pang ! You have to know that you and Wave are totally the parents in our group of friends. And between your earnest puppy eyes as you explain to Time how you’re disappointed because we were counting on him, and Wave’s eternal glare as he explains where he went wrong with basically… well, his entire life, probably. It’s bound to work and bring him back to Team Gifted !”

Wave rolls his eyes when he hears the boy’s passionate speech, but he remains standing where he is, curious to hear Pang’s answer. 

“First, I’ve said everything I needed to say to Time. I give up, I’m done with him,” Pang says, voice hard. 

Wave hears Ohm’s answering hum, doubt evident in the tone of his voice, and he can’t help but think that Ohm really does know his best friend well. 

Because giving up really isn’t part of Pang’s vocabulary, and if Wave knows anything about his boyfriend, it’s that the man never simply gives up on people, always the optimist. It’ll take a few days of him licking his wounds to get over the treason he felt when Time turned his back on them, but Wave knows that Pang will then reach out to him again and try to help, like he always does. 

Pang is soft that way, in a way that Wave himself doesn’t fully understand, but loves him for anyway. 

And Ohm is also right about how he’ll be there to glare at Time, while Pang talks to him. This kid has already upset and caused Pang enough grief, there is absolutely no way he’s letting him make things worse. 

Wave may have mellowed down a little these past couple of months, but at heart he is still the same cold hacker, and he won’t hesitate to destroy the other man’s life and electronically erase any trace of his existence if he keeps on hurting Pang. 

“And second,” Pang continues, and Wave has almost forgotten what him and Ohm were talking about. “I don’t have earnest puppy eyes, and Wave doesn’t spend his time glaring.”

Wave snorts quietly at the words, not wanting the two other boys to hear him yet. Because yet again, Ohm knows them both well. Pang definitely has a look, so earnest that it makes you re-evaluate your entire life and do anything he says, even without him using his gift. And he himself… well. Let’s just say he knows himself enough to know that glaring is definitely his go to way of communicating in many instances. 

“I guess you’re right about that,” Ohm admits, pulling Wave out of his thoughts. “I can’t really say he glares all the time and is all grumpy anymore, not after that uplifting speech he gave earlier.”

Pang doesn’t say anything in answer for a while, but Wave can picture the smile and fond look his boyfriend must be sporting right now, the exact same ones he gave him earlier while he was making his speech, and Wave feels his cheeks heat up. 

“It was a good speech,” his boyfriend finally says, pride evident in his voice, which warms Wave’s heart. “And you guys should stop teasing him when he does things like this. You know it’s still difficult for him,” he finishes sternly. 

Such a Pang thing to do, Wave thinks fondly. 

Of course his boyfriend was going to stand up for him, even if it was unnecessary, and even towards their own friends. 

“You know we only tease because we care about him,” Ohm defends himself, and Wave can picture him rolling his eyes at his boyfriend’s protectiveness. Wave will never admit it out loud, but he does sort of love it. “He’s our friend, he knows that.”

Not entirely true, Wave thinks to himself once again. 

He’s starting to understand, because they spend so much time together that he sees that the way the others treat him is similar to the way they act with each other, and because of Pang’s repeated reassurance that they are indeed his friends too. Still, he struggles with the idea that they do genuinely care about him, sometimes. 

‘Patience’, is what Pang always says. His boyfriend is always telling him that he needs to show more patience towards himself, and that it’ll take time for him to fully believe they care. But he’s getting there. 

“Still,” said boyfriend starts to argue, before Ohm cuts him off. 

“I know, I know. I’ll back off, and I’ll tell the others to do the same,” he relents, and Wave hears Pang thank him quietly in response. 

“You’re good for him, it’s crazy how much he’s changed since you two got together. It’s like he’s a completely different person sometimes,” Ohm muses, and Wave is surprised at the words. 

He hadn’t realized that it was this evident for the others in the group, seeing as they hadn’t been very close before. Still, he supposes that with the time they spend together now, it was stupid of him not to think that they wouldn’t realize that he feels more at ease now than he did months ago. 

“Actually, I don’t think he’s changed that much,” Pang says quietly, seemingly deep in thought, and Wave leans closer to the door so as to not miss a word coming out of his boyfriend’s mouth, surprised at his answer. 

“I think this has always been him, and he’s just comfortable enough around us now to show us more of who he really is. It has nothing to do with me, it’s all him and his work,” Pang continues, the care he feels for Wave evident in his voice, and Wave feels his throat tighten at the words.

Pang is wrong though, Wave has to admit. His boyfriend once again selling himself short. It really is entirely thanks to him, that Wave feels safe enough to actually drop the walls he usually keeps around himself to push other people away and protect himself. It’s thanks to him, that he feels safe enough to be more like his old safe, without fearing it’ll come back to kick him in the butt later. 

I should make sure Pang knows that, Wave notes, wanting his boyfriend to know how he’s truly changed his life for the better. 

“Plus, it goes both ways, you know ?” Pang breaks the silence after a minute, pulling Wave out of his musings. 

He hears a questioning noise coming from Ohm, and feels thankful towards the other boy, curious to know what Pang means by that himself. 

“I mean that I used to think that it was me against the rest of the world. That I had to fight everything and everyone by myself, and it was lonely. Sure, I had you and Namtarn and you were amazing friends, which helped a lot. But it isn’t until Wave that I fully understood that I didn’t have to go at it alone, that I could rely on all of you for help. It’s also thanks to him that I’m even with you today, having this conversation.”

Hearing the words coming from his boyfriend’s mouth, Wave feels silent tears drop onto his cheeks in emotion, quickly wiping them away with the sleeve of his jacket. 

Of course, he knows how much Pang cares about him, and intellectually, he knows that Pang gets something out of their relationship too. But sometimes, Wave can’t help but think that their relationship must feel very one-sided for Pang, what with him being the one to guide Wave through life as often as he does. 

It warms his heart to hear that he’s also been of help to Pang, and that they truly are partners in everything. 

“Like I said, I think you’re good for each other,” Ohm ends up answering, and Wave feels a tide of gratefulness for their goofy friend. Plus, he has to agree with him. Pang truly is one of the best things that’s happened to him, and he hopes the reverse is equally true. 

“You should have seen him when you weren’t with us anymore,” Ohm reminisces. “It was so obvious how much Wave was fighting to do everything in his power to bring you back into the fold, and how much he had to stop himself from walking over to you and just blurting it out to you all the time. I think he really missed you and it was hard for him.”

Wave is surprised at the words. Not that they aren’t true, because it really had been a difficult time for him, but he’s surprised Ohm even noticed. His friend really was more perceptive than Wave had previously given him credit for, hiding it all behind his goofy attitude. 

“I know,” Pang whispers in answer to his friend’s words, and Wave feels a shot of pain in his heart at the memory. 

Him and Pang have spoken about the situation a little, the time when they were both lost in completely different ways, and it really was miserable for the both of them. He hopes he never has to go through something like that again.

Learning what it was like to have a true friend for the first time in his life, someone that truly knew him and yet still accepted all of him, before it was brutally taken away from him. Seeing Pang everyday but being unable to reach out to him and talk to him… It was one of the worst feelings he’s ever felt, and he hopes he never has to live through it again.

Even if that dark time was what allowed him to realize how much he really did care about Pang. Sure, they’d grown closer once Pang regained his memories and that’s when they started building their way to the relationship they have today. 

But if Wave is honest with himself, he knew even then that he felt something for Pang that he’d never truly felt before. All the nights spent plotting together and trying to find the best ways to mess with the system and the director, had only served to confirm what Wave already knew.  

And when they finally gave in and fell into each other, well… Let’s just say it’ll forever remain one of the happiest moments of Wave’s life. 

He’s pulled out of his thoughts when he hears a chair scrape against the floor, and steps coming closer to the door. 

Lost in thought, he must have not heard their conversation come to an end, and he realizes in panic that he has nowhere to hide that won’t make it obvious to whoever comes to the door that he’s been eavesdropping on the conversation. 

Before he has the time to make a move, Ohm comes into his periphery and the other boy stops in his tracks, although he remains silent, smiling knowingly towards him. 

He silently pats Wave on the shoulder, and he starts to make his way past him, only for Wave to stop him by catching his wrist before the other boy disappears down the corridor. 

“Ohm…,” he starts saying, the words never easy, especially when dealing with anyone other than Pang. “I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier, and for the way I spoke to you. I know you were only trying to help and you didn’t do it on purpose.”

He doesn’t go as far as to say the incident wasn’t Ohm’s fault, because the other boy had definitely messed up and Wave doesn’t make it a habit to lie. But still… He can’t help but feel guilty about the way he spoke to the other boy and blamed him for everything earlier, especially after hearing all of his conversation with Pang.

“No worries IT Wizard, it’s already behind us,” Ohm immediately says, a bright smile in place while he plucks one of the bottled water out of Wave’s hands. “Consider this apology enough.”

The other boy starts walking away, whistling happily, and Wave feels a small smile grace his lips. It really is that easy with Ohm, sometimes. The other boy so easy going he doesn’t feel the need to overthink or make a big deal out of things, so different to Wave himself. 

Feeling a little lighter after his apology, Wave makes his way into the room. 

Pang’s head is already turned towards the door, his boyfriend having surely heard the exchange between Wave and Ohm a moment before, and he beams warmly at him. 

Wave lets his feet carry him and as soon as he is standing next to where Pang is seated, he puts the last bottle of water on the table in front of him and bends down to press his lips firmly against his boyfriend’s. 

“What was that for?” Pang asks, surprised, when he pulls back from the kiss a few seconds later. 

Wave can’t really tell him that the conversation he just eavesdropped on reminded him of how much he loves his boyfriend, so he shrugs and turns around, hiding his face which he can already feel heating up with embarrassment. 

“I just felt like it,” he finally mumbles. 

“Ok,” Pang answers, doubt evident in his voice. 

“Did I mention how proud I was of your speech earlier ?” Pang asks where it’s clear that Wave won’t say anything else, which prompts Wave to turn back around towards him, only to see his boyfriend staring at him with a fond smile on his face. 

“You should be, because it was basically me thinking back to all the stupid stuff you’ve told us in the past, and putting them all together in one speech. Indirectly, this was basically your speech,” Wave says ironically. Still, he can feel his cheeks heating up even more at the praise, which isn’t helped by the way Pang keeps on smiling fondly at him, evidently seeing right through his facade. 

“And I guess… you did well when speaking to the director. Good job,” Wave in turn compliments him, which only causes Pang’s fond smile to grow wider. 

It’s not Wave openly saying he’s proud of Pang, because he doesn’t quite know how to be this open with his affection yet. But still… He knows the negotiation exercise wasn’t the easiest for his usually straightforward boyfriend, and this is the best he can do to express the sentiment. 

He thinks Pang knows him enough to be able to read what Wave was saying between the lines, and judging by the smile on his boyfriend’s face, he thinks he got the message loud and clear.

“I guess we make a good team,” Pang says with a smile, and Wave bends down once again until their faces are only inches from each other. 

“I guess so,” he whispers against Pang’s lips, before he presses forward and attaches their lips once again. 

They really do make the best team, he thinks. 

Wave isn’t stupid. He knows that this victory doesn’t mean it’s the end of their fight, and that many more things are likely to come their way.

Yet, he also meant what he said earlier. Together, they really can face anything, and right now, he has faith that somehow, they’ll all end up okay, and will leave this school a better place when they graduate than it was when they first started here. 

So for now, he’s going to concentrate on kissing his boyfriend within an inch of his life, and rejoicing in the victory. 

Saving the world can wait until later. 

[devintrinidad]

Oh yeah I read that fanfic! It was good. =) Lol well I have to admit. The Cancer bit was inspired a lot by RBA. I still have it on my mind whenever Cancer cell pops up. XP Plus I had to keep 1146 and Cancer antagonistic philosophical buddies and the idea if Cancer being in love w/a born ‘useless’ WBC 3803 highly amuses me somehow.

My favorite bit is 1146 being a very protective scary RBC who doesn’t take crap from anyone - Because Killer T can’t hit him now. Xp On the flipside he yells at 3803 a lot more. On the other flipside the Killer T, NK, WBC trio is incredibly irritating to Killer T. Unlike 1146 who treats NK and him like work friends at best. 3803 and NK became close friends and they both annoy him so much and team up against him. 3803 doesn’t mean to. She tries to get everyone to get along. But she’s either up in her own annoying antics or defending NK as a good kind person. Unless NK thinks 3803 really deserves to be reprimanded, NK will typically use any time Killer T acts mean to 3803 as an excuse to beat him up. The beauty of their friendship is very exhausting to Killer T. Gets worse when 5100 and 4201 talk smack to him in their own ways. In the end 1146 ends up, ironically being that weird guy he complains to and who listens when he’s not defending 3803 from him (yay for Killer T in this au. He finally sort of has a non immune cell friend in RBC 1146. It’s mostly a friendly antagonistic one at best since 1146 hates it when anyone hurts 3803’s feelings. But one time they almost drank tea together before Killer T’s pride woke up,and decided that’s too wussy of a drink). 

4989 would eventually want to meet 3803 after hearing so many rumours. 3803 is so unusual looking (still has that red hair and gold eyes) and friendly, he can’t bring himself to feel intimidated (she has that affect on the typical non immune. Unfortunately it lets the more jerk ones feel braver about insulting or disrespecting her. That it until 1146 pops up to put them in their place). Right away he tries to enlist her in helping him get to high places for better areas to slingshot his packages to far away targets. Sometimes his friends will look up and see 3803 princess carrying 4989 or giving him a piggy back ride as she leaps from one place to another. Trying to follow his directions to what ever spot he wants to get but can’t on his own. 2626  and 2048 think it’s awesomely funny and almost want to ask 3803 to carry them around too. 2001 and 1146 put their foot down and try to get 4989 to stop asking 3803 to be his vehicle of transportation for things he shouldn’t be doing. It doesn’t work. At one point 3803 has carried every single member of the RBC squad except 1146. He refuses to burden her in anyway (and is naturally embarrassed to be in any vulnerable looking position with anyone. Even more embarrassed about being embarrassed about wanting to appear strong for everyone all the time. Probably even more embarrassed about being held by her. He imagined it once and it caused him to get so overwhelmed wth so much delight he freaked out and ran the entire circulation in record breaking time. Maybe that’s how he found he had a crush). 

One time a building collapsed on her while she was protecting 1146 and pushed him out if danger. He immediately freaked out and started using his insane RBC strength to lift huge debris out of the way, screaming her name in terror. He found her barely awake and unable to move. He picked her up and carried her in his arms calling and begging for any nearby Macrophage to notice (big battle going on). When no one could afford to, he ran through a war zone to get her to the infirmary. Hours later when he’s told she’ll be okay, he just starts crying in relief because he realizes he has all this pent up fear someday her dangerous job will take her away from him and he’ll be the reason why. 

Dendretic gives him a cute picture of her as a thank you and get well. When 3803 finds out she asks if 1146 is all right if she has picture if him too. 

When they get a lot closer and more comfortable together. 1146 will sometimes sweep 3803 off her feet and tease her the big strong WBC is being coddled by a puny weak RBC. 3803 will tease back she’s the puny one in height and there’s nothing weak about a RBC. She lets him do it because she knows he’s shy about his feelings and is always concerned for her since she always ends up with the most dangerous assignments despite being naturally physically weaker then the average WBC. It’s why he’s always uplifting her spirits and calling her amazing for being able to do what she does despite any obstacles she’s facing. Ironically 1146 gets a rep for being a fearsome RBC who can tame the beserk WBC (ironic, it was kind of the other way around since he’s gotten a lot more laidback and personal thanks to her). He strikes a fierce appearance just standing there or walking while a chattering or sleepy 3803 cuddles comfortably in his arms. In reality in 3803 and her friends eyes, 1146 just looks like a happy adoring goof doing his best to make his friend’s harsh life a little more comfortable and feel appreciated. 

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So many great head canons and situations here! If I could start a new fanfic with all of these ideas, I would so totally do it. As it is, however:

“I am not enjoying this.”

A huff.

“Seriously, 1146, I am not.”

An eyeroll.

“... if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t ask her.”

3803′s eyes twitched and she narrowly avoided dropping 2001 flat on his butt. 

“If I remember correctly, you wanted to know how it felt like to be bridal carried.”

1146 pinched the bridge of his nose and prayed to whatever deity out there that he would make it through this cycle without exploding. 

“2001, tell me--” Before 1146 could finish, 2001 interjected with his two cents.

“it’s really comfy in her arms, actually.” 2001 looked up at his comrade and let a small smirk grace his lips. “Now that I think about it... maybe 3803 should carry you next.”

1146 smacked a palm against his forehead and pulled the brim of his cap low over his eyes. 

No, his cell membrane was not blushing, thank you very much. He’s just having a headache, dammit!

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In all seriousness, I love the parallels that you’re drawing here and the relationships that you have described really fit well with the characters. I can totally see 3803 being friends with NK and I can definitely say that 4989 would definitely take advantage of the transmigration routes--especially if that weird WBC 3803 were to help him out! :DDD

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Precure Day 192

Episode: Yes! Precure 5 43 - “Komachi’s Resolve and Nuts’s Future” Date watched: 9 June 2020 Original air date: 9 December 2007 Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/iT40izm Transformation Gallery: https://imgur.com/a/6k6SzS0 Project info and master list of posts: http://tinyurl.com/PCDabout

Poor Komachi. She was once so eager to write her love story, inspired by her feelings for Nuts and his unconditional support for her. Now she’s struggling with it, because she’s started to realize what her real-life conclusion is going to look like...

The Plot

Komachi is in the library, trying to write, but the words won’t come, and she looks very forlorn. Karen sympathetically suggests she talk to Nuts for advice, but she hastily rejects that idea, insisting she needs to finish the story herself. When they get to Natts House, Urara asks her about her book, and Komachi gets flustered and embarrassed talking about it. Urara asks if it’s based on anything, which Komachi ardently denies as she steals a glance at Nuts, and then she hastily turns around and goes home. Karen noticed Komachi’s wandering eyes and turns to look at Nuts as well, starting to put the pieces together.

Over in Nightmare, Kawarino bemoans to Hadenya about how he has to present the black paper to someone, and she says whoever it is should be glad because it enhances their abilities and they’ll surely be able to bring down Precure. Kawarino is so relieved to hear this, and he reveals it’s for her. Her mood changes instantly, as she swats away the black paper and storms out of Nightmare, insisting that she doesn’t need it. However, when we next see her, sitting on a park bench, she admits she didn’t really have a plan when she left and she needs a way to follow up that dramatic exit. Just then she sees a pigeon pecking at a Pinky, right in front of her, and she gets an idea...

At school, Komachi opens up to Karen about her specific problem. She explains how she used to be overflowing with ideas but now they’re gone. She wants to make “his” dream come true, but she knows that when she does, he’ll have to go far away. She tries to explain she’s talking about the characters in her story, but it’s clear she really means Nuts. She admits that if their farewell never arrived, she’d be fine with that, and Karen insightfully says that she may not know about the last scene, but it does sound like how it plays out will be up to Komachi. In the story, of course.

Later, at Natts House, Nozomi and Urara are berating Nuts for not going out of his way to help Komachi. He insists that giving unasked for advice is being nosy, while they say he needs to understand her feelings. Karen arrives and gently assures everyone that Komachi can find her own solution to her problem.

Nonetheless, Nuts shows up to find Komachi sitting on a park bench (what is it with park benches lately?) and he talks to her, promising to do anything he can to help. They have a really heartfelt conversation where he explains he’s nice to her because he’s powerless in other ways, so he does what he can to help her because she’s fighting so hard to help him. Komachi breaks down in tears, upset that he’s so nice while she was only able to think about herself, and she admits that she was afraid to talk to him about her concerns, because talking about it would make it real to her, and her potential future would crumble away with the knowledge that he has to leave.

Nuts placates her, saying she’ll find an ending that works for her, and she should stop worrying. (it sounds insensitive but in context it’s very sweet)

At that moment, Hadenya shows up and scoffs that she’d be happy to crush whatever future they have together and shows off the Pinky she’s captured. Nozomi, Rin, Urara, Karen, Coco, and Milk all show up and transform while Hadenya is in the middle of gloating. Annoyed, she turns the Pinky into a Kowaina, which takes the form of a giant concrete block that immediately falls on top of everyone. They avoid it, and Dream, Rouge, and Lemonade fight the monster while Mint protects all the fairies from Hadenya, who is trying to snatch the Dream Collet from Nuts. Hadenya continues to degrade Komachi’s dreams of happiness, and Aqua joins Mint in fighting the villain. Hadenya and the Kowaina manage to overpower Mint and break her barrier, leaving her exhausted. Hadenya scoffs some more at the idea that they’re protecting Coco and Nuts’s “worthless” dream, but Dream, Rouge, and Aqua show up to defend their friend and explain how reviving Palmier Kingdom is their shared dream. Komachi looks at her teammates fighting so hard for her sake and finds new strength within her, and manages to restrain Hadenya long enough for Dream, Rouge, and Lemonade to destroy the Kowaina mask and save the Pinky. Lemonade and Aqua notice Mint’s shield has appeared over her head as she blocks and fights Hadenya, suggesting she’s channeling her barrier powers into her body to overpower the villain. Hadenya tires to use strong air currents to outclass the Precures, but Mint holds her ground. Aqua uses Aqua Tornado to halt Hadenya’s charge, and Mint summons the Mint Leaf directly in front of her, unleashing a point-blank Mint Shield on Hadenya that blows her away as it expands.

Hadenya flees and when the smoke clears, a huge crater is left in the ground. Dream collects the Pinky.

A later date, at school, Karen visits Komachi again and realizes she isn’t writing anything. Komachi admits she’s decided to put her story aside for now, but she’ll be sure to find a conclusion that suits her, and the two share a half-hearted smile.

The Analysis

This is a good episode, but it’s a bittersweet one. Komachi seems to be the frequent subject of bittersweet plots, because they really want to emphasize to the audience that hey, writing is difficult, and so is navigating your emotions. When these struggles meet, well, the results aren’t pretty. Obviously, Komachi’s novel has always overlapped with her relationship with Nuts, and as she’s gotten to the departure and farewell scenes, she’s starting to realize what Coco realized a few episodes ago: that the closer they are to finding all the pinkies, the closer they are to saying goodbye, and Komachi is afraid and unsure how to put that into writing. She is afraid to write a conclusion, because that means acknowledging that her own relationship will come to an end, which she isn’t ready for. It’s a moving exploration of writer’s block, which is a particularly resonant phenomenon to me as I’ve been struggling to write this particular review. Anyway, her choice to simply set the book aside for now is somewhat astonishing. It’s a mature and somewhat sad direction for a generally optimistic kids’ show to take, but I respect it that much more for not taking the easy road and saying “Komachi magically found a solution to her ongoing troubles with little difficulty.” Sometimes there aren’t easy answers to complex problems, and since the matter of her book was causing her far too much emotional stress, Komachi decided it was best for her mental health to shelve it. Telling suggestible audiences that this is sometimes an acceptable solution is important.

I do love the positive message, though. The uplifting and encouragement she receives from Nuts especially is really inspiring. His explanation for why he helps Komachi so much is emotionally resonant, as he says he’s weak in other areas so he helps where he can. He is still plagued by guilt for his role in the destruction of Palmier Kingdom, which informs his actions now, and he wants to do everything he can to help Komachi since she’s helping to restore his home. His support for her, and his reinforcement that all of her friends support her allows her to overcome her self-doubt in the battle against Hadenya. It’s also a clever reversal of her role in the team. Normally she wants to protect everyone, but in this episode, she’s the one who needs to be protected while she’s emotionally vulnerable, and the others are happy to help lift her spirits. Karen, her oldest friend, sees Komachi hurting and makes it a point to help her during the fight, double teaming Hadenya when Komachi can’t take her alone, and offering her the last push of encouragement she needs to power through.

Speaking of the fight, it’s a good battle. The Kowaina that just bodyslams indiscriminately is hilarious and what I expected out of the Kowaina from ep 40. Dream, Rouge, and Lemonade have to get creative when fighting it and it results in cool moments like Dream being trapped as it falls and the others having to save her before they hit the ground.

Obviously the main event is Mint’s fight against Hadenya, and it’s intense, with the general mostly having the upper hand despite being assaulted by both Mint and Aqua. When Hadenya kicks the barrier hard enough to break it (with some help from the falling Kowaina), it’s a visual metaphor for Komachi’s spirit breaking, but the follow up where Aqua encourages her turns her mood around results in a fantastic scene where Mint effortlessly blocks Hadenya’s attacks and then uses Mint Shield on her at point blank range, launching her into the atmosphere and creating a huge crater in the ground. THAT is badass.

I love this kind of creative use of their abilities and I wish we’d see it a bit more often. Between the emotional resonance and the incredible physical fighting, this might be one of my favorite battles from this season.

I want to briefly mention that Karen clearly understands the root of Komachi’s concerns, and knows she’s not just talking about her book. I think Komachi knows that she knows, but continues to describe it in terms of her novel for plausible deniability. This might be Karen’s first time realizing Komachi has feelings for Nuts but she definitely knows, and all her advice to Komachi is predicated on helping her friend with her real relationship woes. She’s a good friend to have around. I also love the use of lighting during most of their conversations, the twilight scenes are always beautiful and of course it lets them play with light and shadow in creative ways. When they’re talking in the library, Komachi is mostly seen in shadow, representing her sadness and uncertainty, while Karen is in the light, as the beacon of hope that can help her. After Karen offers her advice to Komachi, she is half-lit, as she’s beginning to come out of her sadness.

And lastly some bookkeeping. Hadenya was given a black mask today, but rejected it, and then failed when she went out to try to collect the Dream Collet. This is typical of her bravado and pride, but suffice to say this isn’t going to end well for her in the next episode.

Next time on Precure Daily, Milk tries to figure out just what a good caretaker is supposed to be like, and the answer may surprise you. Look forward to it!

Pink Precure Catchphrase Count: 0 Kettei!

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Peace in Uncertain Times

David continues to flee from Saul (for more context check out Persecuted, and Best Friends Forever) and this time he flees to Nob. After the destruction of Shiloh (sometime in the eleventh century before Christ, interesting article here.) the sanctuary was moved to Nob, which was located north of Jerusalem. There David meets Ahimelech who is the brother of Ahijah (1 Samuel 14:3) and the great-grandson of Eli the priest. (For more on Eli check out Right God wrong Theology.)

A small lie?

David is scared, anxiety and sorrow are likely visible on his face and this concerns Ahimelech. Ahimelech knows that something is off, so he asks David:

“Why are you alone, and no one is with you?” - 1 Samuel 21:1b NKJV

David could have told Ahimelech the truth and sought help and guidance, instead he chooses to lie, and answers saying:

“The king has ordered me on some business, and said to me, ‘Do not let anyone know anything about the business on which I send you, or what I have commanded you.’ And I have directed my young men to such and such a place. Now therefore, what have you on hand? Give me five loaves of bread in my hand, or whatever can be found.” - 1 Samuel 21:2b-3 NKJV

I read a Bible commentary where the author tried to defend David’s behavior by saying he could have been referring to God as king and that he was not lying since God was sending him on a mission. I have to admit that with all due respect to the author of that commentary, I humbly disagree. David was scared and told a lie to protect himself. David made a mistake, his faith faltered, under the pressure of persecution David began to crack.

Holy Bread

And the priest answered David and said, “There is no common bread on hand; but there is holy bread, if the young men have at least kept themselves from women.” - 1 Samuel 21:4 NKJV

There is no regular bread, only consecrated bread.

And you shall set the showbread on the table before Me always. - Exodus 25:30 NKJV

For more on the showbread read Leviticus 24:5-9 where it also specifies that this bread was meant to be eaten only by “Aaron and his sons, and they shall eat it in a holy place.” So by the letter of the law David and his men should not eat that bread since they were not Levites. It might seem odd that the priest asked David regarding his men if they kept themselves from women. This is likely regarding the young men being ceremonially clean. Exodus 19:15 mentions staying away from wives as part of the sanctification process.

So the priest gave him holy bread; for there was no bread there but the showbread which had been taken from before the Lord, in order to put hot bread in its place on the day when it was taken away. - 1 Samuel 21:6 NKJV

Was this a sin?

Now I will go on what I believe to be a worthwhile digression.

3 But He said to them, “Have you not read what David did when he was hungry, he and those who were with him: 4 how he entered the house of God and ate the showbread which was not lawful for him to eat, nor for those who were with him, but only for the priests? 5 Or have you not read in the law that on the Sabbath the priests in the temple profane the Sabbath, and are blameless? 6 Yet I say to you that in this place there is One greater than the temple. 7 But if you had known what this means, ‘I desire mercy and not sacrifice,’ you would not have condemned the guiltless. 8 For the Son of Man is Lord even of the Sabbath.” - Matthew 12:3-8 NKJV

Jesus spoke those words when He was accused of breaking the Sabbath, and many believe that Jesus was saying that in essence it is okay to break God’s law. But I believe we have to tread very carefully here. Looking at the story carefully I see not a downplaying of God’s requirements but rather an uplifting of God’s mercy and grace. For God the life of David and his men meant so much that He allowed them to eat the bread they were not supposed to eat. David did not desire to eat the holy bread because he was curious, not because he saw nothing wrong with it, not because he just wanted to, but rather he was a man on a run who had nothing else to eat. If the two options were to eat and live or to die of hunger God allowed him to eat. Jesus tried to explain this principle. Jesus was not breaking the Sabbath, rather he was teaching us how to properly keep it. As Lord of the Sabbath Jesus could properly teach the true meaning of the Sabbath. Jesus taught that it was lawful to do good on the Sabbath.

9 Now when He had departed from there, He went into their synagogue. 10 And behold, there was a man who had a withered hand. And they asked Him, saying, “Is it lawful to heal on the Sabbath?”—that they might accuse Him.

11 Then He said to them, “What man is there among you who has one sheep, and if it falls into a pit on the Sabbath, will not lay hold of it and lift it out? 12 Of how much more value then is a man than a sheep? Therefore it is lawful to do good on the Sabbath.” 13 Then He said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” And he stretched it out, and it was restored as whole as the other.  - Matthew 12:9-13 NKJV

Earlier Jesus and his disciples had been eating grain as they walked by a field…

At that time Jesus went through the grainfields on the Sabbath. And His disciples were hungry, and began to pluck heads of grain and to eat. 2 And when the Pharisees saw it, they said to Him, “Look, Your disciples are doing what is not lawful to do on the Sabbath!” - 1 Samuel 12:1-2 NKJV

The point here is that they were hungry and food was available around them. Jesus and His disciples were not harvesting, they were not selling or buying grain, they were not doing business. What Jesus and His disciples were doing was going from place to place preaching the good news and healing the sick, so it was lawful for them to not starve.

Though David had lied to the priest, God allowed him and his men to eat the holy bread. I say God allowed him because he was not cursed afterward and even Jesus used this event in history to highlight God’s mercy and the intention of God’s law.

The Need for Protection

Now a certain man of the servants of Saul was there that day, detained before the Lord. And his name was Doeg, an Edomite, the chief of the herdsmen who belonged to Saul. - 1 Samuel 21:7 NKJV

David spots a servant of Saul and realizes he has no way of defending himself. David is becoming paranoid, he feels like he is constantly in danger, anyone might try to kill him and collect some reward from the king, or anyone might tell the king where he is, or try to capture him and hand him to the king.

8 And David said to Ahimelech, “Is there not here on hand a spear or a sword? For I have brought neither my sword nor my weapons with me, because the king’s business required haste.”

9 So the priest said, “The sword of Goliath the Philistine, whom you killed in the Valley of Elah, there it is, wrapped in a cloth behind the ephod. If you will take that, take it. For there is no other except that one here.”

And David said, “There is none like it; give it to me.”

David now asks for a weapon and ends up with Goliath’s sword.

Then David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with a sword, with a spear, and with a javelin. But I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. - David (1 Samuel 17:45)

I wonder, how effective had Goliath’s sword been against David? Now David seems to be looking to himself for a way out. Sadly he seems to have forgotten about God and God’s plans for his life. How easy it is for us to doubt God’s power and to forget God’s protection when we are being persecuted. When we are scared, when we are exhausted, when we feel alone and lonely. Do we, like David, forget what God has done for us, do we forget what God has promised us and do we search for a way to save ourselves through lies and violence? Do we turn to what we see those around us using in hopes that it will be more effective than God?

As I think about this I consider if it could be similar to someone turning to alcohol, drugs, sexual immorality, and other “weapons” to protect them from exhaustion, fear, depression, and anxiety. Like David we should be well aware that those “weapons” are not able to keep us, to save us, or to protect us. We know that they don’t work. So many have witnessed or even experienced the destructive power of alcohol, cigarettes, drugs, sexual immorality, etc. in their lives or in the lives of their friends and loved ones.

Dear reader, if you have made it this far on this post I want to encourage you to turn to Jesus. Turn to God and receive from Him your salvation. The weapons this world offers you are powerless to provide you with what only God can give you, peace, protection, and hope for a brighter future.

David a madman?

David flees outside the realm of King Saul, to Gath, where Achish was king.

And the servants of Achish said to him, “Is this not David the king of the land? Did they not sing of him to one another in dances, saying:

‘Saul has slain his thousands, And David his ten thousands’?” - 1 Samuel 21:11 NKJV

The servants of the king of Gath refer to David as “the king of the land.” David had a reputation of being brave, wise, successful, blessed by God, and feared by his enemies. God had caused David to be known and feared and respected. This was a blessing from God! But David was afraid, and he was even afraid of who he was and of the success God had given him, so David now humiliates himself trying to save his own life.

So he changed his behavior before them, pretended madness in their hands, scratched on the doors of the gate, and let his saliva fall down on his beard. - 1 Samuel 21:13 NKJV

David’s plan worked and he was left alone. However, he was now seen as a madman. How far David had come from being successful and victorious. What a difficult journey David is on. I love the insight and perspective provided in the book Patriarchs and Prophets.

Yet this experience was serving to teach David wisdom; for it led him to realize his weakness and the necessity of constant dependence upon God. Oh, how precious is the sweet influence of the Spirit of God as it comes to depressed or despairing souls, encouraging the fainthearted, strengthening the feeble, and imparting courage and help to the tried servants of the Lord! Oh, what a God is ours, who deals gently with the erring and manifests His patience and tenderness in adversity, and when we are overwhelmed with some great sorrow! - Patriarchs and Prophets p657

We serve a merciful and loving God. God does not give up on us when we mess up. God is patient and gives us a chance to return to Him, not only that He calls us. If you are feeling down, turn to God, turn your eyes upon Jesus. Nothing else can give you what you need. Peace in these uncertain times comes only from Jesus. Only God can give you what you need most. Our problem is that we don’t believe the good news. We doubt God’s love, we doubt His power, we wonder if He really cares and our faith falters.

Every failure on the part of the children of God is due to their lack of faith. When shadows encompass the soul, when we want light and guidance, we must look up; there is light beyond the darkness. David ought not to have distrusted God for one moment. He had cause for trusting in Him: he was the Lord's anointed, and in the midst of danger he had been protected by the angels of God; he had been armed with courage to do wonderful things; and if he had but removed his mind from the distressing situation in which he was placed, and had thought of God's power and majesty, he would have been at peace even in the midst of the shadows of death; he could with confidence have repeated the promise of the Lord, “The mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed; but My kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of My peace be removed.” Isaiah 54:10. - Patriarchs and Prophets p657

In closing, I want to encourage you to give your heart to Jesus. Invite Him in. Turn to Him today, He loves you and is waiting for you. Don’t rely on yourself, on your weapons, you are unable to save yourself and when you try, you end up behaving like a mad person. Lean on God, trust in His love, and allow Him to save you. Stop fighting Him, stop running away, stop turning to things that He wants to remove from your life. Let God save you. Turn to Him daily.

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. - Philippians 4:6-7 NKJV

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Morgan Stark and big brother Peter.

When Morgan Stark is born Peter is 18 years old, just graduated high school and ready to start college life.

Tony and Pepper didn't hesitate to give him the title of Morgan's elder brother and Peter was more than honoured, he cried and hugged Mr Stark and Pepper before holding his sister in his arms for the first time.

She was so tiny, Peter almost started crying again and for a solid minute just stared at her, eyes memorising her light brown hair and face scrunched up in a adorable, peaceful expression. Her heartbeat was normal, and Peter felt connected with her entire being.

He missed the smiles on Tony's and Pepper's face, so entranced by the baby in his hand.

Peter spent a lot of time with baby Morgan and his presence had become a constant in her life that she always knew when he was around. Peter was her favourite person as a baby after her parents.

He babysitted Morgan a lot with Rhodes help sometimes and sometimes when he was alone with her, he would read her stories or listen to songs with her, dancing with her in his hands and loving how she giggled, her tiny arms wrapped around his neck. (Tony and Pepper loved those videos)

Then when Peter went to college, the Stark family realized how constant his presence had become in their life and everyone understood why Morgan would cry about wanting Peter.

But Peter made up every time he came back, spending his entire holidays with them and May, not leaving Morgan's side until the last day and felt the same heart ache when she sobbed in his arms every time he had to go back.

"I'll be back soon, M. I promise" he hugged her close to his chest and looked over her shoulder to look at Tony who looked just as upset and had a pinched look on his face, but once Morgan was in her mother's arms, the man hugged him so tightly and Peter smiled, his throat tight with emotion.

"Stay safe okay? And call us." Pepper brushed his hair away from his face and looked at the 20 year old who smiled down at her and her heart squeezed.

God, how Peter has grown. He was already taller than Tony and he looked older, his baby face was morphing into a handsome man's face and Pepper felt the same emotion she felt when she looked at Morgan.

Then a year later, someone leaked the picture of Pepper, Tony and Peter with Morgan in his arms coming out of a restaurant, Morgan's hands squishing Peter face and Tony grinning at both of them while Pepper looked like she was trying to hide her smile and suddenly the world exploded, theories about Peter being Tony's illegitimate child the top theory but was quickly squished down.

The next day SI released a statement about how they were waiting for the right time to announce it to the world that SI's hire until Morgan is grown up is Peter B Parker, Tony's intern who he has been training for years.

It had been a huge controversy until People meet Peter and obviously they loved how sweet and gentle his nature was and things went back to how they were except Peter was always in the spot light.

After graduating MIT, May and Peter moved to the tower and Peter started learning the trade from Pepper and Tony and Morgan was 5 years old now, who was more than happy that Peter was living with them now.

Tony and Peter became the most talk about topic for a while, seeing how close Peter was to the hero and obviously, when ever they were out Morgan was always with the young adult.

Morgan leaned more towards Peter, his kind and gentle demeanor and happy self was always uplifting and she loved her elder brother. Peter was there to drop her off for her first day of school, he organised her birthdays with mom and dad, he brought her gifts almost every week and he let her be part of his movie nights with his friends, MJ and Ned.

Petey was a protective brother, who would, as kindly as he could, tell the paparazzi to not crowd the 8 year old. Who took care of her when his mom and dad were away. He let her play with his hair and do his make up, let her touch his inventions, toys and was more than happy to bring her with him if she felt lonley.

Then years went by, Morgan was 10 when Peter got married to his highschool Girlfriend / one of the most badass women in the business industry, Michelle Jones and she was the flower girl at his wedding, Tony had literally become Peter's father at this point and no one argued that Peter was not related to the man.

Morgan was 13 when she became an aunt of a young boy, Antony Jones Parker and Morgan still remembers seeing her dad cry and hold his grandson in his arms, choking on sobs.

She thought the baby might replace her in Peter's life but her brother never let that happen. Peter, even when exhausted after a long day at work, always made time for his family, always present for dinner, movie nights, her school functions, playing videogames with her with AJ in his lap and Michelle curled up between them.

Their dad had insisted Peter as secondary guardian in her school after uncle Rhodey and Morgan doesn't think she will ever forget that day in her life.

She went to the same High school as Peter and encountered her first bully who for months had taunted her a lot, a girl name Innana. It was three months into her junior year when Morgan's patience snapped.

Innana commented how she was just a rich brat of a lame hero. How her family was so boring that her brother was not even her real brother.

Usually Morgan ignored her, but Peter made Morgan have always been a team and she was not going to let a jealous bitch say anything about her brother so she snapped and made her thoughts just clear to her bully.

One thing led to another and the two girls were sitting in the office waiting for their parents, Morgan nursing her hand and Innana her almost broken nose.

Innana's parents came first( obviously) and using the skills her dad taught her, she ignored how they screamed at the principal to expel her.

She rolled her eyes and picked her perfect manicured nails, when someone else entered the office and Peter was standing in front of her, in his three piece suit and a amused smile on his face.

"Hey." He kneeled down in front of her, ignoring everone else and she grinned at him.

"Hi." The relief she felt seeing him here.

Principal Morita looked at Peter with a strange sense of emotion, almost looking proud but wiped it of his face when Peter turned to meet his eye.

"Sorry for being late. " He smiled sheepishly at his old principal and sat down next to the girl's parents who were staring at him with wide eyes.

The principal got down to business and both side of the stories were heard. Peter squeezed Morgan's hand when she told them how Innana always bullied her. Obviously Innana's parents didn't believe her and snapped at them.

"Just because your father is Ironman does not mean you can do what ever you want!" The mother glared at Morgan and she was about to say something back when Peter pinned them down with a cold glare.

"I am sorry, but Morgan was clearly provoked. You saw the footage. It was your daughter who attacked my sister first and Morgan had every right to defend herself. If anything, your daughter should be apologizing to my sister." His voice was clam, like Pepper's but the edge in it was like their dad's when he was pissed.

Even though Morgan was suspended for a day and Innana for a week, she knew that Peter would have done more, like going Tony Stark on the girl's parents but stopped when Morgan squeezed his hand hard.

She looked at him, as he drove them back home and Morgan felt tears prick her eyes realising just how much he loved her.

He was literally the best brother in the world, who held her close when she was hurting, who stood by her with their parents when she needed backup.

She thanked her mom and dad for making Peter her brother and smiled when dad looked at her with that soft smile and caressed her cheek.

"He is the best, isn't he?" Murmuring softly, the retired hero looked at Peter who was laying on the couch, playing with little AJ while MJ ran her hands through his hair a smile on their faces and feeling their eyes on him, Peter turned to look at them and grinned.

Morgan loved her brother so much. 

[thehalfbloodprince-always]

HALF-BLOOD | BORN: 01/09/1960 | BIOGRAPHY 

Severus Snape was raised in the Muggle Dwelling of Spinner’s End – close to the Evans family home. His parents were: a witch, Eileen Prince, and a Muggle man named Tobias Snape. Growing up, Severus was an awkward boy with little-to-none social skills; however, he managed to befriend his neighbor Lily Evans. While she was Muggle-born, Severus had taken a liking to her because of Lily’s rare, genuine talent for magic just as he had at a young age. Plus, both were ‘freaks’ in her sister Petunia’s eyes. It made a friendship from a common ‘enemy’, or at least someone that was a bully, thus bonded together. Petunia was harsh to Severus – making fun of his mismatched clothes and scrawny figure. The young red-haired girl helped Severus forget her unkind sister, sometimes defending him, but always making him feel uplifted by their conversations. And magic, of course. With Lily being his only friend, Severus often stayed with her for hours at a time, trying to avoid the neglect and abusive life awaiting at home. And…since the pair were so close, the young boy yearned for the dream that both he and Lily would be sorted into the same house once they were at Hogwarts.

Although, this very idea was shot down by other bullies.

On the Hogwarts Express, other upcoming students had shared their space and fought over which house was better. From that very moment, Severus never forgot James Potter or Sirius Black – and their mutual disdain for each other grew even more over the years.

At the beginning of school, even with being sorted into different houses, Lily and Severus remained close friends. Severus had always been in love with Lily, but his interest in the Dark Arts kept her from returning his feelings. Ironically, he thought that if he was successful at it, it would grab her attention. The only thing the young Evans girl could really do was try and give subtle hints she didn’t want him down that path – and continued to be his friend.

While he believed it was unrequited love, the pair often made jokes, playfully flirted, day-dreamed, studied, and brushed off Potter’s ‘achievements’ as just a ‘crave for attention’ from the young Seeker. It was their sort of “small revenge” to poke fun at Potter since Lily had, softly, confessed that she once hated him when they were younger from how the Gryffindor boy used to bully her and Severus. Although, the Gryffindor had still been a bully to him all the while. The pair thought James was arrogant and the actions of trying to ‘woo’ Lily were trivial. It wasn’t until one day when Lily tried to stand up for the Slytherin that their friendship took a turn for the worst. As usual, James and his horde of Gryffindors used his own spell against him, levitating him upside-down to reveal his underwear to a vast number of students; including Lily. While she, like many times in their childhood, came to his defense, it only made the situation worse. In his rage, Severus lashed out at James to recover his lost dignity. Subsequently, Severus inadvertently called Lily a Mudblood. Lily refused to forgive him for it, even after his repeated apologies. This is Severus’ worst memory. Their friendship then plummeted. He was left without his best friend and love…leaving nothing but disdain towards the Gryffindor boys.

Yet, that fateful night, when James ‘saved his life’ from a changed Remus, Severus’ loathing practically manifested into its own creature. He thought the Gryffindor boy only did it to protect his friend and prevent expulsion, when really, Severus knew James was trying to keep Lily from (actually) hating him. If James had let her once-close friend die or be bitten from a werewolf, Severus knew Lily would never forgive her housemate. The Slytherin grew bitter at the advances James put toward the girl he loved and a bit jealous since she stopped brushing them off so easily. The Gryffindor boy claimed his immaturity had dissipated, (though the Severus knew better) and Lily began to date him. Snape’s jealousy, rage, and resentment were to the point he’d never thought possible.

From that night on, Severus did all he could to learn more about the Dark Arts after being sworn to secrecy about his classmate by Dumbledore. The least he could do was gain the trust and respect of his own housemates. Perhaps, eventually, use his own spells against his bullies (or the Marauders, as they liked to call themselves). Yet, he felt empty…having lost his only true friend…his first and only love…

The influence of Slytherin had never taken more of a toll on him, shaping him into what he wanted to be after graduation. The Dark Arts completely fascinated him; as well as potions; having made commentary on his old textbook. He is now an assistant the Diagon Alley Apothecary and Professor Slughorn’s apprentice – so that one day, once he retires, Severus Snape can become Potions Master. Once Severus had become friends with his old housemates, they showed him the world of Purebloods and, eventually, their cause. It was alluring…captivating…seductive.

[trashyocstash]

take this complete reference for julie i made!

Full Name: Juliana Lillian Sanchez(nee Kenyon)

Nicknames: Julie, Jubilee, Jules, Red, Gingersnap

Birthday: May 16th 1951

Death Date: March 9th 1998

Age: 27 years old(main story/midquel), 46 years old(at death), 68 years old(if alive today)

Intelligence Type: Interpersonal(understands people)

Religion: -none-

Occupation: Nurse

Family: Gordon Kenyon(father), Agnes Kenyon(mother), Rick Sanchez(husband), Beth Smith(daughter), Jerry Smith(son-in-law), Summer Smith(granddaughter), Morty Smith(grandson) note: She and Rick are sometimes shown to have a son named Chris.

Romantic Partner: Rick Sanchez

Appearance Description

Julie has long red hair, with some of it going over her shoulders, and covering one side of her face (its inconsistent, as it depends on the side she is facing, like if she is facing left, the right side of her face is covered and vice versa, and it can be on either side if she's facing front). She also has a bit of hair covering the part in between her ear and face. It is also is usually very neat, and flows slightly.

Her skin is a pale peach colour (she is a white person, and just has pale skin, relating to her red hair), and she has a small button nose with a rounded shape. Julie has round, slightly oval-shaped eyes, that are blue, with eyelashes lining the top (she has the same eyes as Beth). Her body shape is an hourglass figure, meaning she has large breasts, a thin waist and wide hips. She is also a bit curvy, her figure can be described as very womanly and mature.

Julie wears a purple strapped dress that appears to have a white short-sleeved shirt underneath it. She also wears a pair of dark purple flats.

Personality

Julie has a kind and gentle heart. She loves helping others and is nice to everyone. She is warm, friendly and is optimistic and positive. Even when things look bleak, she tries to be uplifting and to look on the bright side of things. She is soft, gentle and very sweet to other people. Julie also believes that there is good in everyone, and doesn't believe even the worst don't have any good in them. So she does her best to find this in others. Julie cares for other people deeply and always wants to help them.

Her kindness is her biggest strength, but also her greatest weakness. The problem is that Julie is too kind. She can't stand up for herself or others because she doesn't want to hurt anyone, not realizing that that can hurt people too. Julie can be also be too trusting of others, which can put her in danger.

Julie is very shy, and tends to be timid and nervous at times. She can also be a bit awkward as well and gets easily embarrassed at times. She isn't good with crowds and doesn't like doing things like public speaking. That's not to say she doesn't like spending time with others, because she does. Julie just gets nervous when it comes to new people or a group of people.

Julie is also an intelligent character in her own right. She loves reading books, particularly romance novels, and is very good with things like math, science and English. These skills allowed her to excel in nursing school. She is also fairly logical and resourceful too, and good at memorizing and remembering things. However, due to the fact Julie becomes foolish when it comes to love, her intelligence is often underestimated and even questioned. She is very curious about the world around her, and loves learning new things.

Julie is a hopeless romantic, having wanted love since she was a little girl. She loves romance novels and movies as well. Love makes her act foolish, and sometimes she may make bad decisions, but she never means to.

Underneath this, Julie has poor self-confidence issues. She doesn't think highly of herself at times, and blames her previous romantic failures on herself. While everyone seems to find her beautiful, Julie only thinks she is average looking. She is passive and tends to go along with things, even if she doesn't want to. Her desire not to upset people prevents her from standing up for herself and being assertive and brave.

Due to Rick's influence, as time passed, Julie slowly grew more brave and confident. She became more assertive and sure of herself. Slowly but surely, she became less timid and shy because of him. But sometimes her old insecurities would still rise to the surface.

After Rick leaves, everything goes down the gutter. Julie became more withdrawn, quiet and asocial as a result. She also developed depression.

History

Early Life

Julie was born on May 16th, 1951 to her parents Gordon and Agnes Kenyon. When she was merely two years old, her then pregnant mother suffered an accident that not only caused her to miscarry, but become infertile as well. It was a devastating loss, but she and Gordon pulled through, and kept a protective eye on Julie from then on, something that would've been seen as strange for the time.

As a baby, Julie also met Vivian, due to their mothers being best friends themselves, and they had been friends ever since.

She was a happy child, who loved to read books and play with her dolls, all of whom she treated like her actual children, showing her desire to be a mother one day. Every night, her mother would read to her, which helped foster her love of reading. Julie also learned to cook from a young age, being taught how to be her mother, and would try and help her out.

Things weren't all pleasant though. She was bullied as a child due to her red hair and pale skin, which made her stand out easily among the other children. Some nicknames she was called were things like “loser”, “weak”, “a baby” and “a crybaby”. There was also an incident were Julie, who had a crush on a boy at her school, gathered up the courage to confess to him, but he acted all grossed out, called her ugly and then laughed at her, causing her to run off in tears. Despite her parents assurance that she was beautiful, and being defended by Vivian, the bullying was too much for her, and it gave her pretty bad self-confidence, self-esteem and self-image issues.

In her teenage years, the bullying continued, but things weren't so bad. She met Mark through Vivian, and he ended up living with Julie and her parents, causing them to end up with a brother-sister relationship.

Later, after graduating from high school, Julie attended university alongside Vivian, where she took up nursing, having a desire to help people. It was here where she dated her first boyfriend, someone Vivian knew, but broke it off as he was too stuck up for her liking. She graduated in 1975, having obtained her nursing degree, and moved in to a new house her parents bought her to celebrate. Unfortunately, the first time they came to visit, they were killed in a fatal car accident. Julie was devastated, and became very depressed and lonely, no longer being the same person. She attempted to date again, dating a guy Mark met, but this one didn't work out either, as the guy thought she was pathetic and didn't care for her interests.

Despite this, Julie clung onto the hope of finding true love, remaining optimistic and hopeful.

Meeting Rick

In June 1978, Julie was leaving Mark's house, when a portal suddenly appeared, and Rick rammed right into her. Even though he acted rude to her, she treated him with kindness and let him stay with her until his wound healed, due to him refusing to go to a hospital. It didn't take long for Rick to warm up to Julie, and they started to bond and grow close. She was even embarrassed when Mark hinted that she likes him romantically, early on in their friendship.

After a fight with Cyn, Julie discovers aliens are real and that Rick created a portal gun that allows him to traverse the universe and beyond. The next day, he took her to two different planets, where they continued to bond, and Rick gave her a crystal rose. Rick and Cyn fought a second time, which caused Julie to discover that Rick is a dangerous criminal, but she accepted him regardless. The two then went to Glorf together to hide from the fyralogins, where their friendship truly began to blossom into love.

Rick and Julie bonded, growing closer and understanding each other more, and they both realized they were falling in love with each other, but never said anything about it. After getting homesick, Rick allowed Julie to return to Earth to see her friends, which she did, but returned in tears due to a fight with Vivian. He comforted her on it, and ended up kissing her. She admits the next day that it was the best kiss she'd ever had.

That day, Rick learns more about Julie's past, before she's kidnapped by the fyralogins, who demand that Rick agree to be tortured and killed so Julie can be set free. She begs him not to, but he agrees and they confess their feelings for each other before she's dragged back to Earth. While there, she can't stop worrying about him, and feels depressed and lonely. Rick soon returns and they end up becoming a couple before making love together.

Julie is still worried about the torture Rick faced, and says there's no need to hide things from her. He points out that she's never told him about her family, causing her to admit her hypocrisy and he ends up learning about what happened to her parents. In an attempt to make her feel better, Rick takes her to Blips and Chitz, where they spend their first date.

Cyn returns later on, resulting in a final confrontation between him and Rick. After Cyn shoots Rick, Julie defends him and in retaliation, Cyn knocks her unconscious. Thinking she died, Rick kills him right back, and becomes happy to discover Julie was still alive. They talk later on, and she comforts him, saying that nothing would ever make her stop loving him.

After this, Rick and Julie begin their travels in the galaxy together. This halted a bit when Julie finally worked up the courage to apply for a nursing career, but still continued anyways. She and Rick married on April 14th, 1979.

Later Years

Julie gave birth to her and Rick's daughter Beth, sometime in 1980. She was a loving and supportive mother, and never seemed to mind Beth's odd behaviours. Despite Beth's rudeness towards her mother, Julie was never harsh or angry with her, and gave her nothing but love and kindness, even though she never got any in return. She was also unaware of the existence of “Froopyland”, and ended up taking Beth to therapy, never truly knowing what happened to her, but thinking it was the “death” of her friend Tommy.

In 1994, Rick disappeared to fight in the war against the Galactic Federation. A depressed Julie missed him everyday, knowing that he would return someday, and thinking about him all the time. His disappearance depressed her so much, that Mark even gave her antidepressants to help her.

Later, in 1997, Beth became pregnant after having sex on prom night with a boy at her school named Jerry. Despite her disappointment in her, Julie continued to help and support her, even looking after Summer once she was born.

The drastic change in her mental health began to affect her physically, and her health deteriorated until she had to be hospitalized.

Death and Legacy

Julie passed away from heart issues on March 9th 1998. In her final moments, she was surrounded with her friends and family, and was able to die peacefully, with Rick being the last thing on her mind before she passed.

Her funeral was held a week later, and was attended by not just her family and friends on Earth, but also the friends she'd made during her and Rick's adventures, the same ones who were at their wedding.

She is still remembered fondly by those who knew her. Rick, who didn't find out she died until returning to Earth, has had trouble accepting her death, and it led him down a dark path into alcoholism, suicidal depression and abusive behaviours. Even after all this time, he still loves her and misses her dearly, deeply regretting leaving and wishing he'd just stayed behind instead, protecting her and Beth on Earth.

As for Beth herself, she blames Julie for Rick leaving, and thus holds animosity towards her, but as Julie is her mother, Beth still loves her and misses her.

In the short time Jerry knew Julie, he thought of her as a good and kind person, thinking she could be a great role model for Summer. He was deeply upset too when he heard that she died, and attended her funeral.

Across the rest of the galaxy, there are still those who met Julie, and remember her fondly. Some think of her as just the wife of Rick Sanchez, but others think of her for her love and kindness that she showed everyone, and what a truly great person she was.

Tropes

Damsel in Distress-Julie is kidnapped, and rescued by Rick

Pacifist-Julie hates violence

World’s Most Beautiful Woman-She is constantly described as being beautiful by most characters

Fool for Love-Julie is usually smart, but love can make her act foolish

In Love With Love-Julie is a hopeless romantic

Cute Bookworm-She’s cute, and she likes reading

Shrinking Violet-Julie is very shy and quiet

The Quiet One-Speaks for itself

Purity Personified-You can’t get more pure than Julie

All-Loving Hero-She loves everyone

I Am Not Pretty-Julie’s self-confidence issues make her doubt her beauty

Obliviously Beautiful-Everyone thinks Julie is beautiful...except for Julie herself

Nice Girl- Speaks for itself

Adorkable-She's an adorable dork

Heart Trauma-Cause of death is heart problems

Cuddle Bug-She loves hugging people, at least those she is close to

Relationships

Rick Sanchez

Rick and Julie share a very close and intimate relationship. The bond they share is strong and unbreakable.

These two bring out the best in each other, and Rick believes that Julie is the only person who truly understands him. So he tends to be possessive of Julie, and worries someone will try to take her from him. He isn’t controlling, and doesn’t care about Julie having male friends, but he makes it clear Julie is his and his only. They know each other better than anyone. Rick has made Julie more confident in herself, and Julie has made Rick softer/gentler/kinder and more calm and easygoing.

Julie and Rick also help each other with their problems, and in a natural way as well. They don't force each other to change, they let things happen slowly. Julie makes sure Rick takes care of himself properly and makes him brush his teeth, or makes sure he sleeps long enough or is eating enough as well. Rick in turn helps Julie grow more confident in herself and become more assertive and stronger.

When Rick left in 1994, Julie still loved him and missed him deeply. She waited for him until her death. On her deathbed, she proclaimed her love for him. Even now after her death, Rick still secretly is in love with her and misses her all the time.

Tropes

Opposites Attract-Julie is kind, loving and pure. Rick is an asshole who hates others and has seen too much. Despite their differences, they’re meant for each other.

All Girls Want Bad Boys-Rick is not a nice guy, far from it, and is a criminal. Julie loves him anyways

Love Redeems-Julie’s kindness has managed to soften Rick’s cold and hard heart.

Brooding Boy, Gentle Girl-Rick is pretty brooding, Julie is gentle. She gives him space and allows his growth to be natural and slow

Inconvenient Attraction-Rick is annoyed by his own feelings.

Operation:Jealousy-Rick can’t help but be jealous, even when they weren’t together

You Are Worth Hell-Rick will go through all odds just for Julie’s sake

Flowers of Romance-Rick gives Julie a crystal rose, which is a symbol for their love.

Beth Smith

Julie was always a loving, caring mother figure to her daughter, and only child, Beth.

Julie knew she wanted to be a mother for the longest time. But she decided to wait until she was married, which she did in 1979. A year after in 1980, she became pregnant and gave birth to her and Rick’s daughter Beth at age 29.

Because of the laws at the time, Julie was only able to take 6 weeks off from work, but she made those 6 weeks count. Julie looked after Beth the best she could, and even taught Rick how to properly look after their baby. As Beth grew older, Julie always remained a kind and loving mother. She helped her daughter with her dreams, and was always supportive and understanding. However, Beth didn’t appreciate her, she saw Julie as mundane, boring and unremarkable compared to Rick. This broke Julie’s heart, and despite her attempts to bond with Beth, it never worked.

After Rick left, Beth blamed it on Julie, saying her mother’s “boringness’ caused Rick to leave her. She fought with her mom, hated her and blamed her for all her problems. When Julie died, Beth was sad and did mourn her, but still held resentment towards her. Because Jerry was also similar to Julie, this furthered her dislike for Jerry. She never truly appreciated her.

Jerry Smith

Julie was upset that Jerry had gotten Beth pregnant, but never harboured any resentment towards him. She wanted Beth to be happy, and hoped she and Jerry would have a good life together. Jerry had been a bit weary of Julie at first because he was scared of her possible reaction, but was relieved to see she was kind and gentle.

He was happy to have her as his mother-in-law, and thought she would be a good role model for Summer. After her death, Jerry was saddened, and tried to comfort Beth as much as he could.

Summer Smith

Summer doesn't remember her grandmother, as Julie died when she was still a baby. But in the short time they knew each other, Julie adored her granddaughter and would help Beth take care of her at times.

Vivian Curtis

Vivian and Julie have known each since they were babies, with their mothers even being best friends for years. They have always been close with each other, and have always been supportive of the other as well.

Vivian has always tended to be a bit critical of Julie, usually regarding her choices and boyfriends. She was particularly unhappy with Rick and Julie’s relationship, thinking of Rick as nothing more than a dangerous criminal. But eventually, she got over it as always.

Mark Norris

Julie was introduced to Mark when they were teenagers. She and him instantly became friends from then on. After Mark was rescued, he began living with Julie and her parents. It was from there that they developed a brother-sister relationship that remains strong.

Mark is the most supportive towards Julie of all her friends. He gets angry when someone demeans her, and always jumps her defence. She goes to him for advice, and he always tries to help as best he can.

Tropes

Like Brother and Sister-Mark and Julie are very close. They love each other, but not in the romantic sense. They love each other as the siblings they never had instead.

Platonic Life Partners-They are best friends. It's better that way.

Interests/Hobbies

Julie loves reading, it's her favourite pastime and she's been reading since she was able to. Her room has a shelf filled with books, and she has a few more books in her living room. Her favourite genre is romance, but she also likes adventure, sci-fi and fantasy stories. She likes classic romance novels such as Pride and Prejudice and A Room With A View, but also more modern love stories(for the 70s..) and likes reading books that have hot muscular guys on the cover. 

Julie strangely also has a fondness for video games. Since she first played Pong back when it was released into arcades, she thought it was the coolest thing ever and has been hooked since. She owns an Atari 2600 console and has a Pong console too.

She also likes space, and loves looking up at the stars. Living more in the city outskirts, Julie gets a better view of the stars. Her love for it stemmed back into her childhood, when she would sit on a blanket at night and watch the stars with her parents.  She loves learning new things from Rick, and learning in general, and their adventures together. She is fascinated by the things they come across, like a crystal/gemstone planet or a planet with two moons. She has a big curiosity for the multiverse after all.

Being a nurse, Julie also has an interest in biology and medical stuff. She has no aversion to things like blood or needles/syringes either, and is excellent at properly looking after people, including herself. She keeps a first-aid kit in her home.

Julie is also a girly girl and so she likes dressing in pretty, feminine outfits. She also loves shopping, especially for clothes. Despite being very feminine and girly, she still doesn't mind getting dirty, and loves adventures and exploring..

She also loves to cook and bake food. She learned from her mother how to at a young age, and has loved it ever since.

Skills

Proficient medical knowledge and expertise

Great at cooking and baking

Can play video games really well

Is able to get tough mean people on your side easily

She is really good at subjects like math, science and English

Great at adventuring and exploration

Extras

MBTI: ISFP

Alliance: Neutral Good

Astrological Sign: Taurus(May 16th)

Temperament: Phlegmatic

Enneagram Type: The Helper

Character Archetypes: Caretaker, Introvert, Samaritan

Introvert/Extrovert/Ambivert: Introverted

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Optimistic

Daredevil or Cautious: Cautious

Logical or Emotional: Emotional

Working or Relaxing: Relaxing

Night owl or Early bird: Early bird

Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat: Methodical and neat

Symbol: Heart

Native Language: English

Spoken Languages: Other than English, Julie knows a bit of Spanish from Rick and various alien languages

Julie has very neat handwriting, and can easily write in cursive if need be. When out in public, Julie walks around a bit nervously but otherwise, her movement is normal and upright. Occasionally, she does cover her face a bit. She also tends to clap when excited.

Name Meanings and Origins

Julie/Juliana

Both Julie and Juliana are English names meaning “descendant of Jupiter”. Jupiter was the leader of the Roman gods, and the god of sky and lightning. Julie is the French form of Julia, but has been used in the English-speaking world since the 20th century. Juliana is the feminine form of Julius(Iulianus).

Julie and Juliana both have origins in Ancient Rome, when it was “Iulia” (the letter j didn't exist yet). It has been used in England since the 18th century alongside its other form Gillian.

Juliana was the name of a saint and martyr from 14th century Nicomedia, Blessed Juliana of Norwich. She was also a mystic and author. Juliana was also the name of a 20th century queen from the Netherlands.

Lillian

English name meaning “lilly”.

This name has two possible origins. Either as a diminutive of Elizabeth, or an elaborated form of Lilly. It has been in use in England since the 1500s.

Kenyon

Irish surname meaning “little wolf”.

Quotes

(Love and Loneliness)

“Yea..we..we both don’t have many people in our lives, and I really like the idea of having a new friend..I mean..um...if you’re okay with it.”

“It’s...it’s not like that! I mean...he’s kinda attractive...a little...”

“Leave him alone...please don’t hurt him anymore..”

“I don’t hate you Rick, not at all. We’re still friends, and I care about you so much.”

“By the way, I stored our food in the fridge for you. Also, when I was heading off to sleep, I found they only have one bed, I guess the people here really do think we're together..”

“Rick, I worry about you because I care about you, we’re friends, and I..we’ve become close, you know you can tell me whenever something’s bothering you, or...just anything really. I...I want to be there for you..”

“Um...I’m...I’m really sorry for everything you had to suffer through in your life, nobody deserves that. If you ever want to talk more about it with me, or anything else...I’m all ears..”

“I can tell you’re upset because you don’t feel you’re as good as cooking as me. But don’t worry, I appreciate you helping me, I really do, it’s...nice...having you here with me.”

“I don't care what you think! I love him and I care for him more than anything! I’m going to keep staying around him and being there for him when he needs me! And there’s nothing you can do about it!”

“You think I'm...beautiful?”

“Please! Please don’t do this Rick! I..I love you...I don’t want you to die...please..”

“That’s not true..I love you, and I only want to be with you. Please don’t do this, I’m not worth it.”

“It’s simple really, you’re a brave, assertive, confident, strong, charming and funny guy, you treat me so well, you’re very kind and sweet with me. I love going on adventures with you. You bring out the best in me, I feel so...happy...when we’re together, and you care about the things I like. I’ve realized that I need you to be happy...and that I can’t live without you either…”

“Aw don’t be such a sore loser, Mr. Grumpypants!”

“Rick isn't the monster here Cyn, its you!”

“If he really was a monster, he wouldn't love me. But he does, and I love him too.”

“You’re not as bad as you think you are. You’re always there for me when I’m upset, you protect me and look out for me, and need I remind you of when you nearly sacrificed your life for me?”

“I will never stop loving you, no matter what.”

“I know, and it's very sweet of you, but at the most, I've only been pregnant for a few weeks. You only need to be worried when my belly gets bigger.”

“Rick...I can't sacrifice our family's well being just because I'm afraid you'll leave again. Please, don't go.”

“Before I met your father, I was lonely, and longing for love and happiness. He gave me that and more, I grew more brave and assertive, he showed me the galaxy, I married him and we had you. He’s still my soulmate, my true love, I’ll never see him again, unless there’s an afterlife..but that’s okay..I have no regrets, I lived my life to the fullest, and I can die peacefully.”

(Getaway)

“I don't mind, I think it'll really wake the both of us up, get the blood rushing early on hmm?”

“That's very sweet of you...and to be honest, I think you’re, in turn, the most handsome man in the multiverse..”

“No, that is if you two want to come along. There's a couples discount there, so we think you and Mark should pretend to be a couple.”

“Your eyes..I guess I got lost in them again.”

“I guess I realized it...you know...when I saw how different he was from my exes, because he brought out feelings in me I had never felt with them, I saw that after you pointed it out. I ended up thinking about the fact I was falling in love with Rick, and everything I liked about him, all the times we spent together, how he brought out the best in me and made me happier than anyone else, that's how I knew he was the one for me.”

“Like I said before, Rick brings out the best in me, when I'm with him, I feel stronger, happier, more confident and brave. I notice that I bring out the best in him too, when it's just the two of us alone, he acts very sweet and kind, he showers me with affection and appears more relaxed and calm. I also remember the first time he kissed me, I felt a spark, a connection...it was the best kiss I had ever had, I knew it had to mean something. I love our adventures together and learning from him, nobody else on Earth could give me that. Another thing too, my love isn't shallow. Sure I think he’s very attractive and admire his talents, but there's more to it than that. I love him because he's brave, strong, confident, assertive, intelligent, funny and he is very sweet and kind to me. I know he seems really mean and cruel, but he has a good heart deep down, and is selfless too. He proved that..well..”

“Well, your feelings are shallow when they're only based on superficial traits, like appearance or wealth. But love is real and true when it's more than that, you love them for who they are, like their personality, if you love them selflessly, love them more than anything and they mean the world to you, I guess.”

“Rick feels that way because he’s...he’s suffered so much in his past, he doesn't think he deserves my love, that I deserve better than him..it's awful..but I try my best to help him.”

“Rick needs me and I need him, I love him more than anything. He has his problems yes, but I can deal with them. I give him the support and understanding he needs, and he always treats me well.”

“I don’t care! My love for him is stronger than how much I care about my reputation!”

“I love you more than anything, you mean so much to me..I know sometimes you feel insecure and depressed, but just know I'll always be here for you whenever you need me. No matter what happens, I'll be with you. Don't ever forget that.”

“If it makes you feel any better….I just wanted to say that every moment I'm with you, it feels like a dream, or like I'm in heaven, or like I'm in a fairy tale. I've finally found the love I've dreamed of since I was little, with you. Nobody makes me feel as warm and happy as you do.”

“Does this mean...a shopping trip when we get back home?”

“I understand why you feel that way Viv, but you see, you don’t know Rick as well as I do. Underneath that mean, callous, arrogant exterior is someone with a kind, loving, gentle heart. He really does love me and care about me, and he treats me so well, he tries to become a better person so he’ll feel like he’s good enough for me. Even though being with him has put me in a lot of danger, I don’t care, I love him more than my own life. I love him and I love being with him, and I think you can tell how much happier, assertive and more confident I’ve become because of Rick.”

[ceekbee]

Life Lessons for a Modern Peaceful Warrior

By Jacob Devaney on Monday June 15th, 2020

Facing Our Inner Battles

The strength to face the challenges in our life always rewards us with a refinement and evolution of our soul regardless if we win or lose the battle.

We all strive to live our soul’s purpose but sometimes our mind conflicts with our feelings and causes confusion. The Bhagavad Gita is an ancient Hindu text that has an important teaching for those of us who experience this internal struggle. In this story, Arjuna the peaceful warrior is faced with a choice to act or not act in what he feels is a no-win situation for himself. If you have ever felt confusion or inner conflict holding you back, then the timeless wisdom in this story can bring clarity and relief.

Ahimsa is the principle of non-violence, which is a fundamental tenet of Hinduism. It is rooted in the belief that all lives, both human and non-human, are sacred. This is why on the eve of a great war, the choice between duty and non-violence leaves Arjuna in a state of inner conflict in this story. Being a peaceful warrior requires you to stand firmly in your spiritual path, dharma, but sometimes we don’t have the clarity to know what the best choice is. This requires an active fearlessness and non-attachment, which is embodied in the famous parable of Arjuna and Krishna’s discussion on the battlefield.

Arjuna’s Great Battle

The story begins with a young prince, Arjuna, who realizes that the enemies he’ll be fighting in an upcoming battle are his own relatives, beloved friends, and revered teachers. He turns to his charioteer confessing his conflicting emotions and fears. His charioteer is actually the eternally wise Krishna. Here Arjuna talks to Krishna about his confusion:

… it is not proper for us to kill our own kinsmen, the sons of Dhritarashtra. For how, Krishna, shall we be happy after killing our own relatives? If the sons of Dhritarashtra, weapon in hand, should kill me in battle, me weaponless and not defending myself, that would be better for me. – Bhagavad Gita

As he contemplates no action at all and allowing his enemies to kill him, he hopes to stay true to his dedication to non-violence (ahimsa), but Krishna recognizes this as a cop-out. Compassion is said to come in the form of a lamb and a lion. We must accept that we are not perfect. This humility allows each of us to evolve forward from the place that we stand, rather than jump to absolute ideals.

Though Arjuna has mentally justified that he is being fearless and selfless to let his enemies kill him unarmed, he is actually avoiding his own dharma and here Krishna reminds him of this:

One’s own duty, though defective, is better than another’s duty well performed. – Bhagavad Gita

This is a call to hone one’s own inner voice and stay true to it; trusting that there are no wrong choices, only lessons to be learned. Duty is usually associated with something we don’t want to do but it can feel quite empowering once we accept our role in a situation. When I was in my twenties, I was passionate about the environment and saving the world, but I was broke. I had gone past being able to be picky about a job that would help me pay the bills or feed myself, so I begrudgingly took a job as a landscaper.

Swinging a pick-axe in the hot sun, I was given the task of putting irrigation lines in to grow plants and grass that should not have been planted in the arid climate of Arizona. Non-native, drought-tolerant plants waste precious water in the desert landscape. I was miserable while I worked and felt a bit self-righteous about my sustainability ideals. Angry at the universe that I should have to do such a lowly chore, I put my nose to the grindstone and woke up early every day to make ends meet.

Karma Yoga

If you have ever felt conflicted about your life path then you will understand this feeling. In acceptance of the task at hand comes a certain humility, self-compassion, a sense of service, mental liberation, and even empowerment. This is central to karma yoga, which teaches us not to be attached to the outcome of our work, but to do it as a form of devotion to our own inner evolution.

Your business is with action alone; not by any means with the fruit of action. Let not the fruit of action be your motive to action. Let not your attachment be fixed on inaction.Therefore, always perform action, which must be performed, without attachment. For a man, performing action without attachment attains the Supreme. – Krishna to Arjuna

Even the most mundane actions in our day-to-day life are the result of choices we have made. The parable of Arjuna’s indecision on the battlefield is an extreme expression of this common circumstance and that is why it holds such value for us today. With clarity of mind, or mindfulness, along with personal accountability and non-attachment to outcome, we can have the courage to face any battle. A situation can be terrifying and feel like life or death even if it is not. The strength to face the challenges in our life always rewards us with a refinement and evolution of our soul, regardless if we win or lose the battle.

To one that is born, death is certain; and to one that dies, birth is certain. Therefore, you should not grieve about things that are unavoidable. – Krishna to Arjuna

Embracing the Journey

Sometimes it is the fear itself that dies (or an ego death) on this journey. Each one of us is here at this time for something greater than we can know or understand. The world is filled with terrifying possibilities, and mistakes are easy to come by. Sometimes the fear of making the wrong choice is scarier than the choice itself, yet we are all here to fail as much as we are here to succeed.

Anyone with great success can also boast many failures. In this process, we learn to be more compassionate to ourselves and to those who have wronged us with their own poor behavior. The journey of soul evolution continues regardless. We must always put one foot in front of the other and the path will appear with each step.

In this path to final emancipation, nothing that is commenced becomes wasted effort; no obstacles exist; and even a little of this form of sacred duty protects one from great danger. – Krishna to Arjuna

Knowing that we are in line with our dharma, and on the path (not the right path or the wrong path, just on the path), we begin to liberate and empower ourselves. These ancient parables, like the one told in the Bhagavad Gita, are meant to remind us of the eternal challenges that humans face and how to conquer our demons, even if we’d rather do nothing. Arjuna contemplates not taking up arms in battle but after speaking with Krishna he follows his dharma and fights.

Being a peaceful warrior does not mean that you should be without your sword, as you never know when you might be called to unsheathe it. You can stand fearlessly in whatever circumstance you may face, knowing that you are not alone on the journey to personal evolution.

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What is evoked in you upon hearing this story and dilemma? Can you see ways that this tale correlates with conflicts in your own life? We would love to hear your thoughts, feelings and insights in the comments below.

With love and compassion to each of you on your individual paths

Team UPLIFT