#he was able to form connections with others. find people he cares for. build something when he was only told he could destroy

[doctorweebmd]

Despite everything. Despite AFO trying to create the perfect spawn in Tomura. Despite having every moment of his life controlled from the day he was born. Despite experiencing tragedy after tragedy to create a creature so full of hate it would stamp out the sun, there is still a seed of love, of goodness, of rebellion in Tenko Shimura.

AFO could try take everything from Tenko. But he could never take his heart.

[klausysworld]

Hiii I was wondering if you could write a klaus oneshot where the reader is enemies with klaus but klaus finds out she has cancer and is all alone and begins to fall in love with her or something like that.

I totally understand if you don’t want to do or you’re uncomfortable with it.

I’ve Got You

(This is on a very sensitive subject, please don’t read if it will upset you too much and know that if you are suffering or know someone who is, nobody is alone)

Cancer was something that had torn up Y/n’s life. It caused her to push people away all of the time. She didn’t want to be too close to anyone, not when the doctors couldn’t tell her how long she had left.

For a while they thought that the cancer had gone but she didn’t want to risk anything only for it to come back.

So she continued to be closed off, even from her own family.

Being Elena and Jeremy’s sister was hard enough, let alone growing up having cancer. Having two parents who were involved in medical care was both a dream and a nightmare. They made her live according to their timetable and their rules as to what would ‘help’. She knew, even as a child, that her family struggled much like any family would struggle to afford treatment and research and she hated herself for costing them so much.

She was kept separate from her siblings, built little to no bond with them. When her parents died, there was nobody to care for her or at least give her hope. She couldn’t afford hospital bills on her own, she had to seek out other family, like Uncle John and he did help however when he lost his life, she lost the chance of hers.

The people at the hospital knew Y/n well, they wanted to help best they could. She was supplied with medication in the form of pills to at least somewhat control the cancer and they had hope that she would be able to take part in a chemotherapy treatment program that would take place within the next year. That was as much hope as she could have to go on.

And she tried to hold onto that, she would imagine the day that they told her she would be able to live her life full without so much risk.

But at the same time, she didn’t really believe it would happen for her. Not anymore.

Sometimes she wished that a vampire would just kill her, out her out of her misery. Other times she wanted to survive everything her dreadful life threw at her and live a long healthy life to its fullest.

It was why she was so up and down with how she behaved. It was why the way she was around certain people changed so drastically, like Klaus.

Sometimes she wanted to see how many buttons she could push, she wanted to make him kill her so at least it wasn’t cancer that took her out. Other times, she just wish he’d disappear and leave both her and her family alone.

She would wonder if, had no vampires ever turned up to Mystic falls, if she would have been able to connect with her siblings some more, if Jenna would have given her some hope.

Those thoughts made her mad, but also sad. That’s when she would get snappy. Sometimes she didn’t mean to annoy him but she couldn’t help herself.

But unfortunately it made people dislike her which in some cases was a good thing because it meant people wouldn’t miss her if she did die but it also meant that she was even more alone.

Y/n was too young to deal with something so big, it was no surprise she didn’t know how to manage it. The problem was that nobody else knew how to either and so she was forced to try do it herself.

The medication she had been on since young caused an imbalance of hormones and had stunted her growth in areas. It made her hair thin and caused her to become feeble and delicate to an extent. Of course she tried her hardest to build up her strength but she wasn’t stupid, she knew it was much easier for her to become out of breath, to become exhausted or hurt. It was because of this that people like Damon would dismiss her and why she would be cast aside without any explanation. Not that she needed a reason, she already knew.

In some ways, she liked that Klaus didn’t know that she had cancer. He would be boisterous around her, tease and taunt her like he would anyone else. Because to him, she was like everyone else. She wasn’t a delicate little thing that needed to be avoided and fixed.

Sometimes he could go a little far, once he had her by the throat, cutting off her airways as he threatened her. He didn’t know that after he left she was spluttering blood all over the floor as she coughed and wheezed for air. She struggled for it anyway, she didn’t like someone taking it from her. But she never said anything to him, of course she was a little more cautious but she enjoyed pissing him off when she could.

When she was little, kids were cruel. If she wanted to play, they would give her funny looks and say they didn’t want to play with her. They acted like she was contagious, or an alien. She hated it.

So even if Klaus’s attention was ill intended, at least it was directed at her.

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Klaus originally saw her as another inconvenience. He met her when he was in Alarics body, when he went over to the Gilbert’s house to harass Jenna and frightened the others. Turns out their sister Y/n also hadn’t been clued in on who he really was. She had wondered down the stairs still in her pyjamas, smiling subtly at him and going to the cupboard to grab some biscuits. Once she had sat down and began munching, Stefan was storming in and telling her and Jenna to run. At that point Y/n just looked tired and begrudgingly got dragged out the house by a hysterical Jenna.

The next time was at a hospital after he had taken Elena from senior prank night. She was sat in the waiting room, lead across the seats as though she had been there hours. He came and sat beside her, spoke to her and told her to tell Damon to never threaten him again. She agreed without compulsion and kept her trap shut about anything else.

The following few times he saw her, she was less tired and more firey. That’s when he began to take a strange liking to her. She always had something to snap back at him no matter how dark the last thing he said was.

Somehow she seemed to know exactly how to make him tick. Knew how to tease him enough to make him want her to shut up but not enough to physically make her. Though occasionally she went too far and he would break.

Sometimes he felt a weird sensation of guilt swirling inside him, he never knew what to do about that. He didn’t enjoy that.

When she became tired, she was moody and would say things to purposely make him angry. And klaus’s anger management had never been great. He didn’t always mean to react to quick and harshly but he couldn’t help it. Especially when he didn’t understand why she was so angry sometimes.

He knew that she was very much seen as irrelevant when it came to her siblings and the Salvatore’s etc. He couldn’t understand why exactly, she was not less useful than Elena was as far as he could see. Still he didn’t ask or dig on it, it didn’t matter to him if she was apart of the little gang or not. She seemed to hang around him anyway.

He took an amount of joy in their playful banter and teasing nature when around each other. He also liked to push at her buttons the same way she did his. But he wasn’t as good at knowing how far he could go, often she would end up storming off and he’d be left feeling guilty and there’d frustrate which lead to annoyance and anger.

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Klaus hadn’t once guessed that the reason for her mood swings or her pushed to the side nature was due to cancer.

He hadn’t been expecting to see her name on labels of samples of blood.

He was in the hospital for blood obviously, even though he drank mostly straight from the vein, with all his hybrids and his busy schedule sometimes blood bag was easier.

He happened to come across the samples and spotted a familiar name. His curiosity peeked. Of course he originally guessed that it was just normal things like she had given blood or that she had low iron. But something within him told him to look further.

So he began to compel people to get him her files and information. But turns out he didn’t need to, as soon as he said her name the receptionist was yapping on.

“Oh the poor girl, in and out of here since she was just a toddler” she began, sighing and clicking for Y/n’s name on the computer.

“Really?” He questioned, his brows furrowed.

“Uhuh, next appointment is…oh! Tomorrow” she smiled and Klaus nodded pretending to know

“Right for..”

“Collection and a check up” she smiled and turned around to find something, a bag. She placed the paper back infront of him with contained the prescription pills that would control the cancer to some level. He smiled back at her though it didn’t reach his eyes and picked up the packet, reading what they were and what they did.

His heart dropped a little and he hesitantly handed them back to the receptionist. “Thank you, I’d take them to her but if she has a check up tomorrow anyway then I expect it’s easier if she get them herself” he muttered, his voice quiet as he felt a strange sadness forming somewhere inside him.

“Of course” the woman answered “Will you be with her tomorrow?” She asks with the tilt of her head.

“I might be” he replied, unsure and she nodded slightly back

“I’m sure she’d like it if you did, nobodies been with her for a scan for over a year now” she sighed and his heart ached.

He left shortly after and tried to find her. Eventually he found her, much to his surprise, at his house. She was sat on his sofa with a glass of wine and one of his hybrids, chatting about whatever. Without caring he made his way over and grabbed her by the arm.

“Klaus!” She yelped as he began to pull her away from the hybrid.

“He just wants to drain you love, come on upstairs” he murmured, pushing her up the stairs and grabbing the bottle of wine from the table.

“Well he might just be nice” she muttered

“Perhaps but I don’t like the odds” he replied as he pulled her into his room

“Right, because you care if he kills me” she grumbled and his stomach turned uncomfortably. No longer did the joking of her death amuse him like it once did.

When she noticed his silence and the look he had in his eyes, she knew that he knew. It was stupid look of pity that everyone had and that slightly uncomfortable stance because they don’t know how to act around her anymore.

She sighed and glanced to the floor and then him. “Can you not?” She whispered and he frowned confused

“Not what-“

“Oh don’t do that. I know you know. Its fine. I’ve had it forever you don’t have to be weird” she mumbled as she sat on his bed, laying back and staring up at the ceiling tiredly.

“I don’t know what-“

“Cancer Klaus. It’s not a scary word, it’s not Voldemort” she grumbled

“What-?” He questioned confused

“Doesn’t matter it’s not the point” she whispered and he frowned

“You never said anything about it” he muttered as he sat beside her.

“It’s not really the best conversation topic. Plus we’re not that close” she mumbled

“Well…you’re in my bed so I’ve done something right” he joked lightly and she smiled

“I guess so” she whispered.

Klaus laid down beside Y/n quietly. It was a little odd to be so close to her without either of them having ill intentions. He did feel bad though that he made her uncomfortable but he couldn’t help but act a little off. His mind had been replaying every time he had hurt her, he wondered how much it had endangered her life.

It confused him as to why he had this care for her. He couldn’t have cared less about week ago if she had been killed but knowing that she actually, most likely, would die much sooner than expected made him feel something. To know that she was living in pain and fear of when it would catch up to her.

Klaus was a man who liked control, he couldn’t imagine having something like cancer hanging over his life everyday acting as a threat ever time she breathed.

“So you-“

“I don’t wanna talk about it” she mumbled, cutting him off. He fell into silence and sighed softly.

Y/n stared at the ceiling, wishing it would fall on her in this moment. She hated that he knew. Of course she didn’t exactly hide it from him but she also didn’t want him to know. Not because it was something she was embarrassed of, or because she feared he would used it against her. Simply because it meant there was one more person who would look at her like she was incapable and weak. She didn’t want to be stared at like an animal at a zoo by anyone else.

She’d rather he be cruel to her and tell her how pathetic she was just for being a human. She’d rather he scare her and hurt her like he did everyone else in town than look at her like he was now.

She felt her eyes drain of the life that they usually held when around Klaus. With a lump forming in her throat and a heavy weight of disappointment on top of her, she pushed herself up and got off his bed.

“I’m gonna go home” she muttered, ignoring the way he sat up and looked after her with worry.

“Love-“ he called, standing up to follow her as she made her way down his stairs.

“I don’t want to talk, I want to go home” she huffed.

“Sweetheart-“

“Shut up Klaus” she snapped “stop calling me cute little names and looking at me like I’m a three-legged puppy! You don’t like me, I’m annoying and useless to you” she sighed, her voice becoming desperate and she hated how pathetic she sounded.

“You’re dying” he whispered

“Everyone’s dying” she mumbled “I’m just doing it faster” before leaving his house, closing the door behind her.

Klaus left her alone for a little while, and she avoided him also.

He did however go back to the hospital after she had her most recent scan. He compelled the surgeon to show he what was happening, where it was and what that meant. He wanted to know why she wasn’t getting more help, they told him there was very little chance of her surviving even with chemotherapy. Klaus argued they should still try and they informed him of the treatment trial coming up in two months time. Demands were made, he would pay for everything and they would tell her that she qualified to have it free. He didn’t really care what lie they told her just so long as she accepted it.

And she did, Klaus received a phone call telling him so.

Klaus still had no explanation for his sudden change of heart, why he wanted her to get better so badly. He didn’t know why, he just did.

He felt a little sad that she wouldn’t hang around him anymore. Not many people willingly spoke to him, even if it was just some teasing and playful banter. He missed it.

When she had her first dosage of chemo, he found himself in her hospital room. It upset him that nobody had come with her or shown any care at all.

Klaus quietly wondered through the hospital, it was halfway into the night and quiet as he searched for her room. His expression softened when he saw her curled up in a bed, the machine beside her beeping quietly. A singular rose was placed beside her bed as he pulled a chair over to her and leaned down to kiss her cheek softly. It was an odd gesture coming from the hybrid but he tried not to dwell on it as he sat beside her for a while.

Klaus came back during the night as her treatment continued, he would leave her a rose and often a note. He would never know how much it meant to her.

One night he ran his fingers through her hair, only for a handful of strands to come out with his hand. His eyes had enlarged as he quickly put it in the bin and gently lifted to her head to find a clump of hair on her pillow. He didn’t want her to find it in the morning and be upset and so removed it himself.

He didn’t mean to wake her up. She knew it was him without a doubt when she felt her face against someone’s chest. She could hear his soft muttering and the sound of his hand behind her head. It took her a minute to figure out what he was doing and when the realisation hit her she just stared at his chest exhausted. Y/n could remember when all her hair fell out the first time, when she was little and the other kids would poke fun while the parents would tell her how brave she was while staring at her with that helpless, pitiful face. She didn’t want to see it on Klaus’s face as well so she pretended to stay asleep.

After a moment he laid her back down and pulled the blanket back up. “There we go” he murmured softly as he smoothed it over “it’s all going to be just fine” he whispered, stroking her arm gently. She kept her eyes closed and her breathing steady until he left, she couldn’t stop the tears rolling after he was gone. She hated feeling sorry for herself all of the time but it seemed she could never catch a break.

It wasn’t long before she was back home, still on chemo but home. Jeremy was living in Denver and Elena basically lived at the Salvatores so Y/n had the house to herself. She didn’t go out much, she never really had. She only did recently to annoy Klaus but she didn’t want to be around him anymore either so she found that staying inside was better.

However Klaus had different ideas and so wound up on her doorstep, nocking incessantly until she answered.

“Finally love, you and me worried” he sighed and she narrowed her eyes

“What do you want?” She snapped, she was wrapped up in a blanket and wore a hat on her head. Klaud wasn’t sure if it was because she was cold or because she had given in and shaved her head.

“It’s lovely to see you too” he smiled sarcasticly and she glared. “I wanted to see how you were doing” he answered.

“I’m doing fine. How are you doing?” She replied stiffly

“Ah you know…family troubles” he mumbled and she hummed

“Elijah?” She question

“All of them” Klaus muttered “three brothers, a sister and a mother. I can only be glad I’ve already killed my father…though that didn’t stop mother”

Y/n let out a breathy laugh and glance down “I’ll grab my shoes and we’ll talk and walk.” She told him before closing the door. Klaus smiled to himself as he waited a second before she came out ready. She was completely wrapped up, hat gloves coat. Still he didn’t ask, just remained happy to be with her.

They spoke about the sudden arrival of his family and the ball. He said he hoped she would come but her silence wasn’t convincing.

“You don’t have to” he told her “I know you don’t like people and you barely like me enough” he smiled and she returned it weakly.

“I don’t really think it’s a good idea” she mumbled and he nodded, of course he was a little disappointed but he wasn’t exactly surprised either.

“Then perhaps you’ll have to give me a dance another time?” He offered and she shrugged playfully with a smile

“I might be able to come for just one dance, but I go home straight after?” She compromised and he grinned

“Perfect” he whispered and cupped her face. The smile soon vanished from his lips as he felt how hot her skin was to touch “you’re burning” he mumbled before unzipping her coat and pulling her hat off. Immediately she made a sound of upset and grabbed for the hat. His eyes softened as she stared at him with a mixture of emotions.

She wanted to die. That was it. She wanted the cancer to take her in that moment. Stupid Klaus. She wasn’t sure why having no hair made her feel so bad, she had a nice shaped head but her past experience with peoples reactions caused her to hate it.

“Put it back” she whimpered but he shook his head. His hands gently pulled her coat off and then her gloves.

“You have a fever, you’re boiling, I’m taking you home” he told her as he leant down and lifted her up. She looked at him like he was crazy, she didn’t understand what kind of bond they had or what feelings they held for eachother. She didn’t why he would like her of all people. Was it pity? She hoped not, she’d be so pissed off it was.

“Fevers are normal” she mumbled “you don’t gotta worry”

“Normal or not, it’s best we get rid of it so that it doesn’t hurt you” he answered as he carried her towards her house. She couldn’t help but smile a little when he said ‘we’. In a way it reminded her of how her parents would care her and tell her that it was something they would all get through.

He felt her relax a little in his hold and glanced down to see her looking up at him with a lost look in her eye as he approached her door.

“I can’t come in but I trust that you’ll know how to cool off? I can take you to my house otherwise” he told her as he placed her down and passed her things back to her as she got inside.

“I’ll be fine, thank you” she told him with a small smile before closing the door.

Later that day she received a package containing a dress, shoes that matched and a silver necklace with her birthstone hanging from it. She smiled a little and put it somewhere safe ready for the next evening.

Then she continued to settle her fever and take a nap. She woke back up, watched a few films, messaged Klaus to let him know she was okay now, and finally took her meds when she ate her dinner before going to sleep.

In the morning she continued her everyday routine and lounging around until it was only a couple hours before the ball that the mikaelsons were throwing. She had argued with herself all day whether she should go. She knew people would talk, seeing the cancer kid with Klaus Mikaelson. Not that it was date. No no. That would be weird…

Eventually she decided she would go, dance the first dance and then go home. She just hoped that the exhaustion wouldn’t hit her too hard while she was out or that she wouldn’t fall sick until she got back home.

Y/n never got to go to events like Elena and Jeremy did when she was little, but her mother would dress her up when she was in the house sometimes to make her feel happy and pretty for a day. That was the only way she knew what she was doing when it came to her face. She had stolen some from Elena’s room as she only had the basics for herself.

She put on everything he had given her and looked in the mirror. Her hands touched her head with a small sigh before she called a cab that took her to the mansion.

She stood outside it for a few minutes, unsure whether she should just turn around and walk in. Klaud didn’t give her that option when he came wondering outside, his eyes looking around for her hopefully. She smiled a little to herself and began to walk towards him, his gaze met hers halfway and he quickly flashed beside her.

“You came” he whispered, pulling her in for an unexpected hug. He pulled back and cleared his throat “sorry” he muttered awkwardly before grabbing her hand and leading her inside. “You look gorgeous by the way, you always look gorgeous but…not that- “

“Thank you” she cut him off with a smile and squeezed his hand in appreciation. “Am I late? I didn’t mean to stand there for so long” she asked quietly, glancing around and seeing the entire town moving around his home.

“It’s okay, the first dance only just started” he told her, leading her further inside.

“I never really learned to dance” she whispered nervously

“That’s alright” he murmured “I’ve got you” he told her and she believed him.

She let him guide her throughout the dance, she kept her eyes on him and tried to ignore any stares. Klaus kept her close and offered a death glare to anyone who even glanced their way. Time flew, they danced for nearly six full songs before he felt her body go momentarily limp to his. Thankfully his arm was around her waist already so he kept her up. She regained her balance in seconds but it was clear that something was wrong.

“I’m going to take you upstairs, alright love?” He murmured to her but she shook her head

“I can’t do the stairs…I’m dizzy” she whispered and he nodded

“I know, I didn’t expect you to walk up them” he told her before gently tugging her away from the people. They walked straight past Elijah and Elena talking, both turned to face them with looked of confusion and surprise as Klaus told her to let him help her. He kept upright so that nobody would know she was being carried as he supported her weight up each step. Once at the top they walked past Finn and Esther, his mother eyed the girl with that same pity as most and shook her head at Finn in a way that told him to leave them alone as Klaus lead her into his room carefully.

He laid her down on his bed, propping her up with pillows and cupping her face gently. Her eyes focused on his as his cool hands soothed her skin.

“You feel okay love?” He asked softly

“Yeah I’m ok” she nodded as her head began to settle. She felt a little nauseous but less faint. “I should go home” she mumbled, pushing herself up but he shook his head and laid her back down.

“Stay here tonight love, I’ll look after you” he told her

“Can’t, gotta have my meds” she muttered and he nodded

“I’ll go get them okay? You stay in here, find a shirt of mine to wear to bed and I’ll go get your pills.” He decided, standing up

“Klaus…you’re not invited in” she whispered and he sighed

“Then I’ll go to the hospital and get some, I know what you need”

“It’s easier if I go home” she argued

“I want you here” he told her seriously and with a sigh she nodded.He nodded in return and stroked her face, and her smooth head gently. “You can wear whatever you like okay?” He smiled and she nodded, watching as he left.

Klaus quickly made his way out the room, rushing down the stairs and out the house. Stopping for only a second to tell Elijah to keep people downstairs.

Once he was back from the hospital with her medication she was wrapped in his duvet, dressed in his shirt and her panties with no makeup left on her face while scrolling through Netflix on his TV. He smiled at the sight and close the door behind him with a click. Her head lifted to see him and he made his way over with the bottle in one hand and a glass of water in the other.

“Thank you Klaus” she whispered gratefully as she swallowed a pill before handing back the glass which he placed on a coaster on his bedside table.

He grabbed a shirt and some plaid pants before disappearing into his conjoined bathroom. He remerged from the room in a couple minutes ready for sleep. He had a sofa in his room, a mini fridge and everything. Y/n wandered if he ever actually had to leave his room.

Klaus opened a cabinet filled with blankets and pillows and pulled a couple out and setting up a bed on the couch making Y/n frown a little, guilt and confusion swirling.

“You done have to sleep there” she told him “You could sleep here if you want…or I could go on the sofa, I don’t mind” she offered, slipping out of the bed and making her way to the couch but he spun her straight back around and lead her back to bed.

“Under no circumstances will you not be in that bed” he told her, a level of authority in his tone as he put her to bed. “I don’t want to disturb your sleep by stealing half the bed” he teased.

“No it’s okay, I like sharing” she smiled and he raised a brow as he sat down infront of her.

“Oh? Do you share beds often?” He teased with narrowed eyes. Klaus didn’t like the thought of Y/n sleeping with anyone but himself. Even if it was just a nap.

“No” she whispered, her cheeks bushing pink “sometimes when I was sick my mom would sleep with me” she shrugged and he smiled.

“I doubt I’ll be anything like your mother sweetheart” he chuckled and she rolled her eyes

“Oh just come lay down, you know that’s not-“

“I know, I know” he murmured playfully as he laid beside her. She huffed out a breath dramatically and he grinned, pulling her against him. It was strange to be so close to him, teasing and laughing again. She liked it though, and so did he.

Klaus shifted himself under the duvet and pulled it around them. He hadn’t had a girl in his bed for a while, especially the past few months. All he could think of was her so why would he want some other woman? It had been even longer since he had a girl in his bed with no expectations of sex. That hadn’t happened in decades.

Something about it was nice, innocent.

Y/n on the other hand had never shared a bed with a man, never been touched or ever really thought that a guy would want to touch her. She didn’t think Klaus would either, especially not when she looked like she did. She’d lost a lot of weight from the chemo, her stamina was low, she bruised easy and she had no hair which threw most boys off. Boys her own age at least. Not Klaus.

He couldn’t have cared less about something so simplistic. Sure, she had pretty hair at one point but it didn’t define her. He liked her as she was, of course he wanted her to be cancer free and happy but he’d still love her while she wasn’t.

Love. Was it too strong of a word? He wasn’t sure.

Especially not when he was looking at her like he was now. Seeing her so openly vulnerable and curled up against him, sleepy eyes set on the tv and her body hidden under the quilt though he could feel her legs touching his.

It wasn’t long before they were snuggled up and half asleep. She was barely conscious when Elijah’s head popped into the room to check on Niklaus. The brothers had a brief conversation on how the night went, Elijah expressed his caution around their mother Klaus said he couldn’t be bothered with it anymore. Elijah left when Y/n began to stir and Klaus’s focus became her.

He slept with her throughout the night, he woke to find her missing and his heart sank. Thankfully she wondered back in from the bathroom a few minutes later and crawled back to bed with a yawn. Klaus’s lips upturned and he pulled her close again. She looked up at him with a small smile which grew when their eyes met.

“Hi” she whispered and he smiled

“Hi” he uttered back, pulling her as close to his side as he could before she was under him. She glanced to the time, seeing it was still really early. She groaned softly and closed her eyes. Klaus hummed softly and brushed the backs of his fingers across her cheek bones softly. “You look so pretty” he whispered.

Her cheeks tinted red and she rolled onto her side to hide her face from him but it only resulted in him spooning her. He kissed the back of her head making her go redder and her fingers to hold onto the sheets beneath. Klaus pressed close to her, too close. The second she felt something hard against her backside her body went tense and she panicked. Klaus felt her fear and quickly pulled himself away from her but she was already getting out of bed.

“I have to go, I’m sorry” she whispered, heading for the door but he sped infront of her.

“Love-“

“I gotta go”

“Let me drive you, and at least give you something to wear” he mumbled, disappointed with himself for scaring her. She nodded when she realised she was still in just her underwear and his shirt. He sped into Rebekah’s room which was unsurprisingly empty as she had ended up staying the night in Damon Salvatores bed.

He came back and she pulled the jeans on before he drove her home. It was quiet and he hated that he’d ruined the night. He should have thought about it and known she wouldn’t want that, he hadn’t intended to do anything other than sleep but she was so close and he couldn’t help but want. His desire always won though in this case it made him lose big time.

He apologised quietly when she got out the car and she told him it was okay and that she overreacted. Neither of them were particularly pleased with how they responded.

Y/n thought about how the moment could have played out a hundred times over and kicked herself for not just letting him have her. But she knew she would have regretted it.

They both decided to pretend the incident didn’t happen when they saw eachother next. Klaus had turned up on her doorstep that same night, it was clear he had been crying but she mention it. She wrapped her arms around him as he told her that his family had left again and that his mother wanted him dead. She ended up back in his bed, using his chest as a pillow once more.

In fact she ended up in his house, his bed a lot. Especially as her chemo treatment continued, when she wasn’t in hospital he managed to coax her to his house.

“I enjoy our sleepovers” he teased making her bite back a smile and glare playfully.

“Technically you don’t even need sleep” she reminded and he rolled his eyes.

“Well I like sleeping with you” he murmured with a wink and she laughed.

For a little while, things seemed to be getting better. She felt happier and somewhat healthier. She was more confident in herself when Klaus was around, he helped her see her beauty and her worth. For a moment she truly believed that everything would be better.

But things could never just be so simple.

At the end of her chemotherapeutic treatment, she went into the hospital as expected. Klaus didn’t go with her this time, Y/n had told him that the appointment wasn’t for another week because she wanted good news as a surprise.

How she wished it was good news.

She knew as soon as she saw the nurses face. When she told her that the treatment hadn’t worked the way they hoped, she just nodded and asked how much she owed. They shook their heads and reminded her that it was ‘free’ and she went home.

All this had done was just confirm that she wouldn’t live even half of what everyone else would. A quarter if she was lucky.

Vampire blood couldn’t save her, magic couldn’t save her. She just had to accept it and live with it for however long.

That wasn’t even the hard part for her, the hard part was telling Klaus.

After her appointment she went back to his home. He wasn’t in but she went up to his room anyway, besides it was basically her soon now too.

She stared at the bed, god she loved that bed. It was like a cloud and when she had Klaus holding her tight aswell? She only hoped heaven would be similar.

She tapped her fingers against her arm as she thought. With a sigh she went and had a shower, got back out and stared at herself in the full length mirror that Klaus had in his bathroom for whatever reason. She smiled and laughed through her nose at the thought.

Y/n had a lot of clothes at Klaus’s now, she pulled on one of the only actual sets of underwear she owned and sat down on the bed. She adjusted the straps on her bra for a few minutes and fiddled with her panties so they sat how she wanted them to.

Klaus was home shortly after and made his way upstairs to his room. His breath got caught in his throat the second he saw her.

They teased eachother and made little jokes about sex, they both entertained the idea in their heads but he never actually thought she would be the one to make the move.

He didn’t know what the final push was that made her give in but he wouldn’t push it away.

Within seconds he was on that bed, gently pushing her down onto her back and hovering over her. His lips met hers in a deep passion that heated them both. Her legs were nudged apart so he could lay between them. She kissed him back with as much love as should had in an effort to make him understand how much he meant to her.

His hands stroked up her sides gently, holding her waist perfectly. His mouth pressed to hers repeatedly before moving down to her neck. Y/n’s eyes kept shut as she felt the soft tingle of every touch, her hands slid down and unbuckled his belt. She pulled it through the loops with a tug and pushed it aside.

Klaus pulled back and looked down at her hands, he gently took them in his hands and lifted them to his lips, kissing the backs of them. “We don’t need to rush, we have all the time in the world” he whispered, the words made her eyes prick with tears but she held them back.

“I know…I just need you now” she told him quietly making him smile. He leant back down and kissed from her collarbone down. Y/n watched as goosebumps lined her skin and his hands slid her panties down her legs slowly so that she had the option to stop him.

He pressed soft kisses to her knees and then up along her thighs. His hands caressed her legs gently as he pressed an open mouthed kiss to her pussy. Y/n’s body jerked away from his mouth at the unfamiliar feeling and he smiled.

“It’s alright love, I’ve got you” he told her before running his tongue through her folds and up to her clit. Her legs went over his shoulder as her hands went to his hair, feeling the soft curls as her body filled with heat. Klaus rest his head against one of her thighs so he could look up at her as his tongue flicked gently at her little button. Her brows pulled together and a soft sound escaped her as she felt his teasing.

“Klaus” she whispered softly, a slightly tremble in her voice as his fingers made their way up and gently traced her pussy lips. He hummed quietly in response, letting the gentle vibrations tickle her nerves pleasantly. The words ‘I love you’ were on the tip of her tongue but she didn’t utter them, not yet. She worried that he would want to know why she chose now to tell him, why now to give herself to him. And if he did find out why, everything would be ruined.

A shaky breath left her and she put her focus back on him. She pulled at his soft hair gently, telling him to give her more and he eagerly obliged. He slipped a finger into her halfway, moving it slowly to help ease the foreign feeling upon her. His tongue still licked at her clit, though now with a little more pressure.

Her back arched a little and a breathy moan left her lips making him push his finger in so it was knuckle deep before pulling it out with a slight curve. He watched her tighten around nothing as her hips rolled a little to try get his touch back inside her.

“Do you like how it feels love?” He murmured with a kiss to her clit. She nodded and pulled at his curls gently.

“I do” she whispered “I love it” she confirmed and he smirked a little.

“I love it too” he smiled and sucked her clit into his mouth making her squirm and moan his name. She inhaled deeply and leant her head back against the pillows and two fingers began to stretch her open as they pushed in as far as they could’ve.

She took soft but long breaths as her body filled with heat and her hips ground her pussy against his fingers as they curled into her and found her spot. Her back curved off the bed and he smiled to himself, happy to bring her pleasure.

His fingers met the thrusts of her hips and his tongue lay flat against her clit, letting her rub against it as quick as she needed. A soft cry left her and her pussy squeezed his fingers tightly, her thighs squished his head making him chuckle and suck on her softly. He pulled away before she could come undone and pulled her down the bed so her legs were at his hips instead.

He leant down to kiss her lips making her wrinkle her nose and dodge him.

“Sweetheart, you can’t deny my kisses now” he murmured as she wriggled.

“You can’t kiss me after that” she whined and he laughed

“You taste lovely” he teased

“I’m good not knowing” she laughed and he narrowed his eyes before attacking her with kisses all over her face making her squeal and push at his chest playfully. Eventually he caught her lips and had her succumb to the kiss. A soft moan escaped her and he smiled.

“Can I keep going love?” He asked softly as he used one of his hands to undo his jeans. She nodded kissed his jaw softly, her eyes fluttering as she felt his bare legs against hers. Her body tensed for a moment as his cock rest against her thigh and her hand gripped his shoulder. “I’ll be slow” he whispered, “don’t worry Y/n”.

She nodded again and tightened her legs round his waist. Klaus cupped the back of her head with one hand while the other guided his tip into her weeping hole. She whimpered at the stretch and he kissed her cheek, holding her close.

She nuzzled close and clung to him as he pushed another two inches into her and gently rocked in and out of her, getting another inch into her with each thrust until eventually she took all of him. He stayed they for a while, stroking away the little tears that gathered in the corners of her eyes and kissing her lips softly.

“It’s okay love” he told her gently, “you know I’ve got you”

She nodded weakly and kept her face in the crook of his neck as he began to move again. Soft little moans slipped past her lips and vibrated against his throat as he thrust into her slowly. His hips moved perfectly to stroke all the right places inside her.

Y/n’s hands held onto him tightly, so did her pussy.

Klaus kissed her skin gently as he rocked into her, his hand slid down between their bodies and he began to stroke her swollen clit. She let out a little cry and he grunted as his cock was squeezed.

“You’re doing so good sweetheart” he murmured as he began to speed up. His eyes closed as he focused on pleasing her body, he could hear the repeated sound of his skin meeting hers along with the whimpers that tumbled past her mouth. He could feel her body growing tired and knew she wouldn’t be able to go on much more. He stroked her skin soothingly while his other hand rubbed quick circles on her pretty clit.

Her body tensed and she cried his name as her body let go around his. Klaus hugged her close as he thrust into her slowly, his hips came to a stop and she panted softly for air. He kissed her lips softly and pulled out. His hand stroked his cock quickly and he squeezed it tightly until he came onto her stomach. She moaned softly and tugged at him for a kiss.

His lips pressed to hers lovingly and rolled onto his back, pulling her ontop of him. Y/n smiled down at him and caressed his chest gently.

“I love you” she whispered and his heart warmed even more

“I love you too” he told her, wrapping his arms around her waist and sitting up. He stood up with her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. He turned the shower on and brought them both under the warm water.

“I can stand” she mumbled and he hummed but didn’t put her down. Instead he kept ahold of her as he helped clean them both off. She leant against him, her head in his neck as he wrapped a towel big enough to be a double duvet. He kissed her head and dried them off before setting her back on his bed. He pulled one of his shirts over her head and pulled some panties up her legs. “Thank you” Y/n whispered with a smile.

“Of course” he smiled back and laid beside her in his sleep pants. Klaus held her to him, his lips pulled up in contentment and he closed his eyes. He held her close they slept and woke up early to prepare breakfast.

Klaus wanted this relationship to be right. He wanted to treat her like he knew he could and show that he meant his love for her. So he went downstairs and cooked up some pancakes and bacon for his girl. He plated it up and poured them both drinks, he set the table for them and made his way back upstairs.

His movements faltered for a moment as he heard the sound of gagging. Hurriedly he made his way to the bathroom to see her heaving over the toilet. Quickly he kneeled beside her and caressed her back, her hand reached for tissue as she wiped her mouth, dumping the tissue ontop of her sock and flushing the toilet. He helped her up and wrapped his arms around her waits from behind as she brushed her teeth. She apologised quietly but he shook his head and kissed her cheek.

“I got you something love” he told Y/n softly before leading her downstairs. She looked up at him with a soft look in her eyes as he pulled out her seat at the table. She sat down and smiled as he pushed her in and sat opposite her with his food also.

“You know you didn’t have to?” She whispered softly and Klaus hummed

“Of course I did” he answered “I’ll always look after you”

Y/n’s smile wavered a little but she pulled back together. They ate their food and she helped him clean up. After they got dressed and he started to talk. When Klaus starts talking he doesn’t tend to stop until he absolutely has to.

Usually Y/n didn’t mind his rants and rambles but this time it was about them. He started going on about all the things they could do together and how once her cancer was gone then they would go wherever she wanted and he went on and on. After a while however, Y/n just couldn’t help it.

Her eyes had been watering for a full twenty minutes and as soon as the first tear fell, well it was like a waterfall. Klaus’s face dropped within seconds and his heart sunk. Panic flooded him and he quickly pulled her into his lap. He tried to calm her but had no idea what was wrong to begin with. Well not at first.

She tried to leave, push him away like she knew she should have at the start. He wouldn’t let her though. Not now. He had to block the exit, ended up yelling for her to tell him what was wrong. Instead of an actual answer she told him that she didn’t want to be with him, she began to say hurtful things. She needed him to not love her. Not if there was no hope of living. She didn’t want to leave him missing her, she would rather he hated her and was glad she was gone. Or at least that’s how she thought in that moment.

Klaus was never good when it came to emotions. He didn’t understand the sudden change of heart, the hatred that suddenly blossomed. But he knew something was wrong, she didn’t look angry or disgusted by him like she tried to claim she was. She just looked scared and borderline devastated.

He stared at her for a while and she didn’t dare say anything else. Klaud didn’t want to believe it to begin with. But it was the only thing that made sense. With slight hesitation he stepped to her, he overpowered her shoving hands and forced her into a hug. It only took a moment for her to collapse into it, cries shaking through her without a break.

“I’m gonna take you everywhere” he mumbled softly, kissing her smooth head continuously. She made a sound of distress and she shushed her gently “anywhere you want sweetheart. It doesn’t matter how long we have, I will not have you live it alone and in self-pity” he argued and she shook.

He picked her up and sat down with her on the sofa, he grabbed a world map and brought it over to her. “Come on love, you choose somewhere and I’ll get us in a plane, have you ever flown?” He asked, swallowing any tears or sadness down. Right now he just needed to keep her with him. He would go anywhere, do anything to ensure that she was happy for however long she had to live.

“We can’t just-“

“Yes we can. We will. We don’t even have to pack, I’ll buy you everything new from wherever we go. Just pick a continent, we’ll do a country from each and see how you’re feeling before we go again” he whispered, desperation seeping into his tone.

“You’re making it worse for yourself” she uttered, wiping her tears.

“It’ll be a hundred times worse if I’m not with you” he argued, a tear dropping from his lashes.

They both went quiet and let the situation fully dawn on them for a little while. Finally Y/n glanced to the map. “I’ve always heard Europe was pretty” she mused quietly and Klaus wiped his eyes, pulling a smile onto his face as he pulled her close and kissed the side of her head.

“It’s beautiful. I’ll call for a private jet and we shall leave in a few hours. Would you like to tell your family that you’ll be away?” He asked but she shook her head no. “Then please, just trust me my love?”

“I do…and I’m sorry for-“

“Don’t be. Just know that I love you and that I will always have you no matter what” he told her, a kiss to her lips to seal the promise.

“I love you” she uttered, they repeated it back to one another as she made her way into his lap and rest her face in his neck.

Everything else was forgotten.

The doppelgänger, hybrids, Salvatore’s, Mikaelsons. They would all have to wait.

[loudlittleecho]

Frozen in Time: Too Late to Save Them

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Part 6

Tim got an alert on Forever Ice in Wisconsin. 

Seems there had been an accident. He quickly scanned the document. Mr. Anderson had given a statement, grateful that no one had been harmed, thankfully, and he also did not expect this to delay shipping. He mentions that his new facilities had better safety measures installed, and while he was sad to let the building go, it was time. . . a little further in the article mentioned how everyone who had worked at the facility had been given two lucrative options. Take a generous severance package, or transfer to another facility with housing and transportation cost support. 

Tim frowned. He had gotten alerts about the other facilities two months ago. When he had scanned them they all seemed above board. Seems Anderson had found a way to recreate his ability. Tim had purchased one crafted from a newer facility, and had analyzed it beside the first. They were identical.

Tim had a hunch he didn’t like. Anderson was making friends with quite a few people. 

He noticed a file he hadn’t added to the report, written in code. 

He narrowed his eyes. This folder was open to anyone in the Justice League to add to if they so desired. 

The only one who would add something in code was The Question. 

—

The woman, Nora, had requested his team to clear one of the smaller offices of the warehouse they were occupying, and to find a bed for the boy– though by now the boy was back as a block of ice.

His crew had glanced at him for confirmation; he nodded for them to comply. 

She had only given her first name, but Snart was able to put the pieces together. Nora Fries, wife of Mr. Freeze. He hadn’t kept up with Gotham news, but it looked that somehow Freeze had managed to bring his wife back.

Now how the kid connected to the two, he didn’t know. 

Nora had told him the boy had felt feverish; she believed if a room was made colder than his own, his body wouldn’t need to form his own ice. 

Snart worked on the logistics. 

—

Sources (See interview 1c): noted complete flip in N.A.’s personality. Clone? Mind Control? 

P.A. using ice BEFORE N.A. (See interview 1a). Need full interview with P.A. 

B.A. No Meta gene, biological sibling of N.A. (See D.M.A. Federal Employee Background Check)

Forever Ice: hired employees previously working with CADMUS. Deeper connection?

Tim rubbed his eyes. He enjoyed cracking codes, but The Question had written his added documents in seventeen different ciphers. Two to three, Tim understood, but seventeen on an already secured folder? He admired the man, sure. But he also recognized this could be his future if he wasn’t careful. 

It seemed The Question had taken on the case. That was good, because Tim already had enough on his plate. He started to close out the file when he paused.

He wanted to let his fellow detective know he was willing to help if needed. Tim smirked.

Wrote a coded note, and closed the file. 

— 

The room was set below freezing, using Nora’s cryokinesis and Snart’s devices to keep it at the right temperature. 

It had taken a week, but they had finally found the correct temperature. Nora wasn’t quite sure why Cold was helping. But she didn’t complain. 

When she removed ice from the boy, it didn’t replace itself. 

Slowly and gently she placed him on the bed. It had frozen over, of course, but was better than the floor.

His chest slowly moved up and down; breathing. 

Noticing the medical band from his wrist, she removed it. 

Fenton, Daniel.

ADM: 09/16/–

DOB: 04/03/–

The band was frayed, so Nora couldn’t be positive about its accuracy on the current situation. But based on dates alone, Daniel Fenton was fourteen 27 years ago.

Author note:

Acronyms: N.A., P.A., B.A: Nathan, Paul, and Becks Anderson

D.M.A.: Department of Metahuman Affairs. 

The D.M.A. is a real department in DC comics. Now, they don't have a 'Federal Employee Background Check', but honestly I wouldn't put it past the DC Universe to do so: Especially to not have a Queen Bee, Count Vertigo, etc situation happen in the states.

[pendwelling]

Is it confirmed yet or foreshadowed that they ( Jesse, Sadie, and Christelle) will be a couple?

CedYesChris have actually been foreshadowed to be building up to the very relationship TWSB has been implying they'd become since the beginning, ever since the first mention that Riester royalty had to take up both a political companion that is tied to them by matrimony, and a religious companion that is tied together by soul through a covenant. Later on, it is very apparent that the roles will be taken by Ham Ga-in Christelle and Jung Yeseo in particular! (And not even in the way you'd initially expect!)

More elaboration and spoilers below (with novel support and chapter citation lolol):

This is all viewed in a primarily objective light where I interpret what we are given. While I love my shipping, I do believe, in the context of the novel, that there is no romantic basis for their relationship at all as of yet (800+) nor do I believe that there will explicitly ever be, but to deny that there isn't any sort or form of love would be lying. CedYedChris have a complex relationship: friends that are more than just friends but not at all lovers, one that cannot be fully described with words—forged through trials and pain and reverence and companionship, making for a unique relationship of understanding and solace. This sort of queerplatonic relationship is actually very fittingly in line with the power system and world-building of the novel, simply by virtue of the covenant system between Holy Knights and Priests, and the acts of special partnerships that tie individuals by souls.

I find it very funny actually when people say they cannot see Cédric and Ga-in getting together because of how different they are (and how much they seem to repulse each other lmao) but the more you read and understand about their relationship, the more you realize that after all these hundreds of chapters, there is no one that would who could fit the role of "Crown Prince's political companion" more than Ga-in herself—not even as a romantic partner, but as a mere companion.

There have been attempts at Cédric having to find a potential consort candidate, and Cédric himself has mentioned that whoever is INEVITABLY picked he will agree with unconditionally as it is his duty as Crown Prince to marry someone later on to help support his reign (251-4). But ultimately all of his friends agree that his happiness is something that is also very important, especially when it comes to marrying someone for the rest of his life. He might say he doesn't care, but once Yeseo starts expressing concern and dissatisfaction with him getting marriage proposals to nobles Cédric wouldn't be able to fully get along with outside of a political union, he starts expressing relief and hints of aversion to the idea of an arranged marriage that he has no say in (254). And we, as readers, know that Cédric is not the type of person who could easily open up to people, and while he is not the type to be discourteous to anyone who would become his future spouse, it's clear that for the type of person he is, a marriage with someone who he is only connected to due to duty pales in comparison to the trust he has with a comrade who has been by his side since the beginning, who knows him better than any random noble who wouldn't understand a fraction of his soul (and potentially might not ever, as the circumstances under which Cédric has ever emotionally opened up were never something that he chose to do on a whim, and probably never would have talked about, had it not been for specific circumstances [like in 602]). In all those rare and explosive instances when he went through periods of turmoil, he was lucky enough to have people by his side who understood and could sympathize/empathize with his very unique pain.

Cédric and Ga-in are very different, but funnily enough two out of three of the only people who can understand each other the best in this life and universe, as they have many life experiences and traumas and history that no outsider will be able to understand, and (HUGE SPOILERS CHAPTER 640) after the group travels 20 years in the future, it is even canon and /very/ heavily implied that the two of them are married! (Though there are mysteries about Yeseo's whereabouts and roles in this future.) BUT!

It is actually very vague on whether or not this is romantic (and doesn't even necessarily seem to be) but in my interpretation of their special relationship and based on the novel itself, I truly believe this is a very understandable partnership between two people who have gone through so much and have come out of it as partners that the other can trust, and who they know they can depend on and have emotionally opened themselves up to.

It doesn't have to be romantic. It doesn't even need to, for such a marriage to work, and if there is a hint of romantic love in it, we cannot see it nor will we know for sure, but I believe that it doesn't actually matter. CedYesChris is very queerplatonic and if you've read that far, you understand that by that point, they've all become companions that know each other from every inch of their souls. All of them consider each other as their Moon, Sun, and Earth, and have said (particularly Ga-in to Yeseo, and Ga-in speaking on behalf of her and Cédric about him) to be unable to live without each other (657, 805), and it is a sentiment echoed almost within them all. Cédric Riester, by simple virtue of being the future Riester Emperor, will inevitably have to marry, and what better partner than Ham Ga-in, who has distinguished herself with notable achievements in the Empire, and is an important friend to the Crown Prince?

And of course, their relationship with Yeseo is also something that I believe brings them together all the more. They are their partner's other partner—they are each others' partner. They are all pretty much in a Holy Knight/Priest partnership and Yeseo is the only one alive that can support the two of them with the ether they'd need, and not exhaust himself in the process (like Priest Sand). They are all soothed by each other's souls, and before you say Cédric and Ga-in physically repulsed each other, in Chapter 651 we get a confirmation that the two of them have formed a bond and tie between each other's souls following the events of Chapter 301 when they fought in the temple during Cédric's ether runaway/turmoil. Accidentally, during that fight that ended up with Cédric nearly unconsciously killing Ga-in in his grief, they managed to have a small part of each other's etheric plate chipped into the other, meaning (particularly in Ga-in's case) that she can now stabilize herself from a runaway with the help of Cédric's opposite attribute ether to calm the fury of her water (651). They have somewhat of a quasi-telepathic relationship, though they typically cannot hear much of anything but as their souls are tied in a unique way, they can feel in some abstract instinctual sense when something is going on with the other's soul/ether, even if not within the same vicinity (727).

As for Yeseo being Cédric/CedChris's religious companion, it has actually been confirmed by Yeseo himself that he would have agreed to pledge a covenant with Cédric and tie their souls together, and yet hasn't and is putting off/has refused the proposal (of ch330 and onward implictly) because Yeseo is VERY intimately aware of the fact that he is not from this world and will, ultimately, have to return home in the end due to his love for his siblings, and acknowledges that he would not wish upon Cédric the pain of being separated from the soul one would tie themselves with upon forming a covenant (736). For reference, even Empress Frédérique and Aurélie cannot separate for too long without Fred feeling immense amounts of pain, discomfort, and irritation, only managing to cope by surrounding herself with piles ether stones filled with her soul companion's ether, (510, and some other chapters but i cant remember them all rn wkfjdk).

In Jibril's words, a religious companion is someone that would be able to provide support and mental fortitude to their partner, which is something that Yeseo considers about Jibril's own aspects who he hopes would support his cousin in the future (a future without him in it). Yeseo is very concerned about Cédric's circle of support and always has his well-being in mind, and this not only stems from his wanting to be a good friend, but also because of his regret and hesitation in accepting Cédric's covenant proposal due to his impermance in the universe. He explicitly says that he does not wish to hurt Cédric! The bigger the distance, the more painful it is for the companion—so how painful would being separated by different worlds, be?

Both Cédric and Yeseo want to be each other's companion and fuse their souls together (Cédric more so than Yeseo—this guy would really accept no one else). The only thing preventing that is Yeseo's fear and concern for Cédric. I don't have much to say about this than I do about Cédric and Ga-in's future political companionship, because CedChris is just a bit harder to understand for TWSB readers if they haven't gotten far enough into the novel yet. In contrast, Cédric and Yeseo’s religious companionship has been made most probable from the very start of the novel, and yet funnily enough, the difficulty and probability of the formation of the Political and Religious partnerships have been flipped 😂 It is easier to see Cédric and Ga-in becoming political companions (and is, as of Chapter 805 and ongoing, most canonically supported to be something that is in place 20 years in the future), as opposed to Yeseo accepting Cédric's covenant proposal haha.

But I firmly believe, at the end of the day, that the three of them will become companions. Not necessarily in a romantic sense (no matter how much I enjoy my shipping) but also not in a standard platonic sense, either. Yeseo views Ga-in as his continent and earth, and regards Cédric as a precious being equivalent to the sun. Ga-in speaks for both herself and Cédric when she says they cannot live without him, and she loves Yeseo so dearly and his well-being is her priority, and acknowledges Cédric as someone she respects and can rely on, and who shares similar pains with her. Cédric treats Yeseo with so much reverence and desire, and Ga-in with mutual understanding, and both are the only people whom he can be fully emotionally vulnerable with. They have a very special and unique relationship and I don't know how exactly it will play out in the end, but I sincerely believe that there is NO ONE in that universe that could understand their pains and souls and mere entirety, than they do for each other.

CedYesChris are soulmates! Whether it is made by their own hands or written in the stars. I believe wholeheartedly that Sookym has written and built up their relationship splendidly and so naturally.

[midnightrings]

One thing I find interesting about the 80s scenes is how everyone appears to have changed enormously, except for Hawk. I really love the 80s scenes in general, as they make me super interested in seeing how all those characters get to that point. The relationship between Hawk and Tim is so different to what we have seen in the 50s – much more balanced. But it is mostly Tim that has changed and grown.

Now, I’m not saying that Hawk is still the same person he was in the 50s. He’s clearly older, appears to be overall more mature and calmer, and even vulnerable to some extent. Yet his flaws remain. He’s clearly terrified of being outed, struggles to show emotions and prefers to run away and disappear. He’s still stoic and self-centered.

Marcus used to be very similar to Hawk, but has clearly changed. Mostly, because he has allowed himself to love and be loved. Tim is not the naïve, gullible man we’ve met in the first episode, but he’s still very passionate about the people and causes he cares about.  

This reminds me of what Mary said in episode 2 – that hiding a part of yourself is different from killing it. And I believe that the reason Hawk has been unable to change and grow is because he's been trying to kill that part, again and again.

I don’t want to turn this into an analysis now, as we still have some episodes to go, and analyzing the 80s scenes is almost impossible without knowing what has actually happened. And I don’t want to rely too much on the synopsis for future episodes and other stuff without seeing it play out. But it is clear that Marcus and Frankie have decided to love each other, building a loving, lasting relationship. Tim has chosen to be authentically himself, just as he’s been craving to live like in the 50s. I feel like he might be outed against his will at some point. But even if that turns out to be true, he has still decided to openly be himself, fighting for what he believes in.

Hawk has chosen to kill a part of himself – not necessarily his sexuality, as he still has relationships with men, but any form of a deeper connection. And I feel like you can tell that he is regretting it, by the way he's observing all those openly queer people.

Maggie has accused him of trying to clear his conscience, and I don’t believe that she’s wrong. But I also don’t think that Hawk came by just to say that he’s tried. I think he decided to visit Tim, because a) he wanted to see him for himself, probably hoping that he wasn’t actually doing that bad, and b) to hopefully receive the opportunity to make things right. Realizing that Tim is in fact dying and that there would not be a lot of time left to make amends, he decided to stay. But I also feel that he wants to spend time with Tim. Ironically, I think Hawk is now in the position that Tim used to be in – yearning for something he can’t have. When he sees Marcus and Frankie together, he sees a life he has never dared to live. And now, there is no time to live it anymore, even if he dared to. And as Tim does not have much time left, Hawk chooses to spend it with him.

But in the end, Hawk is still the same man he’s always been. Tim and Marcus have changed immensely, mostly because they decided to not kill a part of themselves. Hawk has decided to try and kill it, and has therefore never been able to grow properly, at least in regards to Tim. And it makes it impossible for him to do the right thing now, as he repeatedly returns to his old ways.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hey! How you doing Unicorn?

Can I have reactions to Poseidon finding out he has a demi-god child? One who just so happens to live in the My hero Academia world?

Now normally he wouldn't care for such a thing but after some persuasion from Zeus (he wants to see his niece/Nephew!)

He goes down to earth and finds his child's, who's an exact carbon copy of him, sitting in Class 1-A and listening to a lecture by Present Mic, looking bored out their mind.

He raises an eyebrow when he sees them sense his presence and look up in his direction, only to become shocked when they smirk at him and mouths out to him "Hi Dad"

-When Poseidon found out that he had a daughter he didn’t even know about, one in a different dimension, he was stunned and had so many questions running through his mind.

-The biggest one was how did you even get to the other dimension, something Zeus and Hades tried to look into, but were unable to find any answers on how you got there, but you and him, being connected to each other, could travel between the two dimensions.

-Poseidon was hesitant on seeking you out, as he had no idea that you even existed, feeling conflicted about meeting with you, not knowing if you wanted to meet with him or not.

-Hades and Zeus both encouraged him to do so, Hades more calmly, after finding out that you were a high school student in a school learning how to be a pro hero.

-Zeus on the other hand, threw a temper tantrum, throwing himself on the ground like a child, “I wanna see my cute little niece!! Go get her!!”

-He rolled his eyes at his brother’s antics but agreed to at least go and meet you and if you wanted to, you could come back to Valhalla with him, either for a visit or to actually move there.

-As a god, traveling between dimensions was a simple thing, and he could completely mask his presence to everyone in your world, appearing basically as a spirit, incorporeal, unless if he decided to take a physical form then all would be able to see him.

-He met with Brunnhilde first before going to your dimension, learning that people had powers and abilities, called quirks which was rather interesting to learn about, as he questioned what your quirk was.

-He stepped through the portal, finding himself in a massive stone building called UA, your high school and he could almost immediately sense you, as you were a demi-god, you had a different aura compared to the other students he saw around.

-You were in the middle of lecture at the moment, listening to Present Mic, rather bored as you knew the material he was going over, pretending to be taking notes.

-You felt a strange aura nearby, one that was familiar to you, despite having never felt it before, before a man entered the classroom, one that nobody else seemed to notice, a tall and handsome looking man with blond hair and blue eyes, a stoic look on his face.

-He looked just like you.

-Poseidon looked around the room and saw a female sitting near the back of the room, writing and his eyes widened, you were a mirror image of him, if he was a female, with bust length blond hair.

-He froze only for a moment when your eyes met, a soft smile appearing on your lips as you mouthed, ‘Hi papa’ to him.

-He remained silent, staying out of the way as you both waited for the lesson to end so he could speak freely with you.

-Once you were free, you went to the rooftop pool, guiding your father behind you, as he didn’t want anyone else to see him, and you knew that you could get in trouble if a non-student or faculty member was on campus unauthorized, god or not.

-Once at the pool and making sure everything was clear, that you two were alone, you set your bag down before removing your shoes and leggings, revealing bright blue mermaid scales running from your thighs to your ankles, and you turned to your father as he materialized, smiling softly, “Hi, papa!”

-A very soft smile appeared on his lips, lifting a hand to your head, patting you softly, “I-I didn’t… had I known, I-”

-You put a finger to his lips, giving a bigger smile, as you showed more emotions than he did, “It's cool, you didn’t know. So I’m not upset.”

-He was surprised at your words, but relaxed, the two of you sitting at the poolside, as you explained you grew up in this world as an orphan, after your mother, Amphitrite, threw you into a portal, as she didn’t want a weak child, and you were found and raised in this world by a hero funded orphanage.

-Poseidon was furious, hearing about this, had he had known he would have immediately sought you out and brought you home to Valhalla.

-You explained that you had always felt different, even with your own abilities in a quirk filled world, and you had gotten your answer when a person was able to see your memories from when you were a baby, with their own quirk, and told you that you did indeed come from a different world, being a demi-god, not a human with a quirk.

-Poseidon inquired if you wanted to come back with him to Valhalla and you did consider it before you spoke, asking him a question of your own, “Can I visit? I want to keep going to school, for now anyway. Is it possible for me to go visit you, like on weekends and school vacations until I finish?”

-He didn’t even hesitate in agreeing, okay with the arrangement, as he didn’t feel right just suddenly coming and taking you from the life you were raised in, unless if you wanted to do so.

-He gave you a cell phone from Valhalla, that was super advanced, telling you to keep it safe, and to call him when you wanted to come over and he would open a portal for you, at least until he could teach you how to do it.

-You were so happy to have a father figure in your life now and he wanted to be a part of your life, you both wanted to make up for lost time.

-You weren’t keen on seeing your mother again, but Poseidon was going to be dealing with that issue as soon as he got back to Valhalla.

-Right after he dealt with a whining Zeus who wanted to meet you, not wanting to be patient until the weekend.

[sockdooe]

i hope it's ok to ask but what changes you would have done if you were made incharge of vld's canon while it was/before it started airing?

OH ANON SO MANY THINGS

but I shall not get to complicated and just talk about main points !!!! I apologize in advance if stuff stops making sense I’m a little shaky if that makes sense??

1, the show wouldn’t have romance. I’m not saying this to make people mad or say anything against shipping. I’m saying this because I want the focus of the show to be about the paladins relationships towards one another and I don’t want it to be romanticized. I want to represent all the different types of love within the paladins except romantic because I feel as though it’d be really important especially because I want to make them almost like soulmates.

Like yes they’re the paladins of Voltron but they’re meant to be with each other. Like they all can take care of themselves but there’s something so important to their connection to one another that no one else can really understand.

It’s kinda like that one myth that soulmates are born to one body but are separated so they have to find each other to truely be whole. But platonically. (I’m sorry if that doesn’t make sense I’m really bad at explaining)

Like example Lance has a crush on allura but it doesn’t turn into anything. Allura doesn’t feel for Lance the same way and Lance learns that there is value in just having a friend. (I love allurance and have been thinking about it non stop but I’m strong on this)

2, there will be specific episodes dedicated to different characters bonding and creating their own connections. An example is an entire episode dedicated to allura and hunk or Keith and Lance. (Or even trios ((or more)), just any and all bonding forms)

It doesn’t have to be a serious situation like a mission but something to show growth between the characters and have them bounce off each other.

3, similar to 2 but it’s like filler episodes for the WHOLE team. Maybe they do something stupid or have a beach episode. Something to showcase that they’re getting more familiar with each other.

4, having more personal silent moments to themselves. An example is maybe starting off the episode with shiro taking a shower and you see that his scars are becoming more faded and he’s healthier than the start. He has more of a routine now for taking care of himself like washing his face perhaps.

It’s more of a comparison of growth situation.

5, having the paladins visibly age. I know this is hard for animation but I’d love to see their hands get more rough and their body’s change. Maybe they get some gray hairs.

I’d especially love to see more personal changes. Like with hunk and his hair. I feel as though hunk likes to work with his hands and doing his own hair gives him some personal relief and perhaps even doing everyone else’s hair.

6, interacting with aliens more on a personal level. Like the episode with the balmera was 10/10. They got to speak with the people and actually see what they’ve been living through.

I’d even love to see their gratitude in the form of gifts or supplies. Or even teaching them how to collect certain things (clay for beads for hunks hair and such)

Essentially I want them to build community. I want them to be able to provide resources and work with the people of the planets on more personal levels other than just having Voltron show up.

7, I want their elemental power more involved. Not like avatar the last air bender where they have that power but more …. Sound design and affects wise.

Example if keith is feeling absolutely defeated and devasted and is feeling his raw emotions there will be sounds of fire and even fire around him lighting him but not actually there.

Another one is with shiro, you can hear the sounds of wind in his fighting.

And it changes depending on their emotions. If they’re feeling exhausted and just done it’s quiet.

Like lances sound is more of a water droplet dripping slowly.

8, MUSIC!!!!! Everyone has their own instruments that follow with their element (shiro would be a wind instrument like a flute) so that when forming Voltron it becomes a symphony. Or even when it’s one on one or a trio their music blends together.

9, on the topic of music there has to be a musical episode. I liked the episode where they try to gain support by doing a show but it wasn’t nearly enough for me personally.

It’d be a way for them to earn money since even though almost every planet they go to gives them some supplies it’s not enough to fully sustain themselves.

10, touching, like either having a spa day or just having a little sleep over to have some moral and bring comfort to them.

11, the paladins teaching allura and coran human customs or the alteans trying to mimic the paladins.

an example is matching each others vocal patterns (let’s say pidge always says bless me when they sneeze and Lance picks it up)

12, INCLUDING ORHER ALTEANS BUT NOT THE COLONY CAUSE THAT GETS DELETED

I want romelle to be included but as a “it’s been 10,000 years and generations of altean people have been mixed with other species to the point where they’re almost not even altean anymore or look anything like them besides the marks on their eyes” types of deal.

Showing the change of generations.

Also showing normal galra. Galra that have nothing to do with the empire OR the blades cause I feel as though that would be interesting.

13, SENTIENT LIONS AND VOLTRON

The lions can speak (not in English more like purrs) but the paladins can understand. And they will bond with their paladins (think that episode with shiro and black)

Maybe Lance cleans blue after a battle stuff like that. ESPECIALLY THE LIONS PROTECTING THEIR PALAIDNS MMMMMM!!!!

but the thing is the lions sentience is different from Voltron.

Voltron speaks not well but they do. Their voice is Erieand glitchy.

And there’s something that ….lives in Voltron.

14, I want more mystery. Why does it take 10,000 years for Voltron to form again? Are aliens mad and even betrayed by voltrons existence for creating the galra empire? Why is Voltron sentient? What happened to zarkon? What happened to Hagar?

I want more focus on WHY Voltron exists and what it did for it to exist.

15, I want the paladins to be distraught and form trauma that shakes them to their CORE.

I want pidge to experience what it is to be a child solider to see all your friends almost DIE.

I even want them to resent being paladins as well. They deserve to feel upset and curse the universe for taking them here.

16, I do want elements of other reality but in a different way for sure. I want the universe to be sentient if that makes sense?

OK IM GONNA END IT HERE CAUSE THIS IS SO LONG IM SO SORRY JDJFKEKR

Once again these aren’t really explained well cause I’m going to be honest I’m not the best at doing that. I more picture things in my head than words so it’s hard to even like translate my thoughts? If that makes sense!

I apologize that this is long and confusing but I hope this gives some answers to you!! I love Voltron but I’m definitely more found family oriented in my version for sure.

[songmingisthighs]

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ch. xiii - kermit the frog ??

hybrid!san × human!reader

buy me coffee ?

everyone wants to belong, it's basic human need to connect with people around them. what happens when you're responsible for someone who belongs to two worlds but at the same time belongs to neither ? worst part is, what happens when it's your ex ?

You sat on the lobby couch, rather anxious. The company building was beautiful and extravagant, something you completely expect from a big corporation. Even the lobby was amazing. For a company in a 62 story building, having office in over a quarter of its floors is crazy.

"They should just buy the fucking building at this point," you muttered to yourself.

You checked your phone and saw that it was five minutes to 9 am on the dot. You arrived 30 minutes early despite knowing that office hours start at 9 so you can't just go up. But seeing as it was near time, you took your handbag and iced coffee and walked over to the receptionist to get your visitor's pass.

The whole ride up the office floor was wild. You have never gotten into an elevator that you can't even control from the inside of the elevator itself. You almost embarrassed yourself when you waited behind some people for a long while before realizing that you had to tap the access card you were lent onto the underside of a monitor and then the monitor will tell you which elevator to take. It was simple but almost made you gasp.

On the office floor itself, you were immediately met with a person in front of the elevator. "Oh, hey, are you (y/n) (y/l/n)?" She asked as you stepped out of the elevator. "Yeah, that's me," you confirmed while nodding at her. Her face beamed up and she reached a hand for you to take, "Nice to meet you! I was about to go down to get you but I'm glad you were able to get up here first!" she said as she motioned for you to follow her. With her employee ID card, she tapped on a small box and the glass door opened, revealing a spacious working area. There were people around working wearing different types of clothes. Most seemed smart casual as most workers looked rather young, but you'd find the occasional suits among them. Those might be the higher-ranking officers but you can't really be sure.

The girl who greeted you had told you her name but between the hustle and bustle of people around and being wowed by the amazing office, your brain couldn't compute new information well. "This is our HR and legal floor, you can actually access the lab and the C-level floor using the stairs," she said as she pointed to the stairs in the middle of the floor that led up to where people were walking around in lab coats, "But the other floors you have to access using the elevator," she explained. You were so wrapped up in your fascination that you didn't realize someone looking at you from one of the refreshment bars on the floor in utter disbelief.

Soon enough, you both arrived at a room that the girl said was where you were going to have your interview conducted. The eyes that have been watching you didn't leave your form, it even seemed to blur out everyone and everything else.

"San," Yunho called out as he gently put a hand on San's shoulder, "You okay man?" San snapped out of his trance and turned to look at Yunho, "I'm sorry, what?" he asked finally. Yunho raised an eyebrow as his eyes darted between San and wherever he was looking in curiosity, "I... was asking if you're okay... You kinda spaced out on us there, buddy," he said, chuckling awkwardly. San wanted to ensure his friend that he was more than alright, but there was this swirling feeling inside of him that was making him uncomfortable. He didn't know when the feeling started exactly but he knew that his body began tingling and his stomach began swirling when he took notice of you. It was odd, usually, San couldn't care less about people walking by, but there was something calling out to him to investigate which allowed him to take notice of you.

Out of curiosity, Wooyoung craned his neck to take a look at what San was hyper-focusing on but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything due to the pillars outside. San noticed Wooyoung looking around and instantly became nervous as the last thing he wanted was his friends meeting you and being told of how much you hated him. Despite his nerves and weird feeling inside him, San managed a laugh to distract his friends, "You guys are worried for nothing," he said dismissively but effectively making his friends focus on him. Before anyone could say anything, San gulped down his coffee and handed the now empty cup off to Mingi who was closest to the trash can, "Hey, you three best get going before I'm gonna have to make a case to your bosses to keep you. Besides, I need to go to HR to deal with some things," he joked.

Luckily for San, his friends realized that he was right and after a minute or two of saying their goodbyes, they all parted ways.

Once San was sure that his friends are on their way off, he crept over to the office you were occupying with the HR team and stood by the door where you can't see him. He listened in on the conversation and from what he heard, the HR team seemed to like you and you seemed to like them too. Which is bad for him. He can't have you around. Your words from your last meeting with him rang in his ears, the words that you used to ensure San that you had absolutely no intention of ever getting back with him or that you even wanted him in your life. He knew he deserved that and so much more but the irrational part of his brain refused to make sense of that. The irrational part of his brain wanted to be petty and get the last say. The irrational part of his brain seemingly was under some kind of influence because San normally wouldn't make a big deal out of this. Heck, he would let you be. But somehow, he wanted to do something about it.

Without thinking twice, San walked into the room, surprising everyone there, especially you.

"Oh, good morning Mr. Choi, we-" the Head of HR tried to speak but San hold up his hand, silencing him completely as he reached for your CV that was neatly placed in front of the Head of HR and another HR staff. "Since when do you conduct interviews without letting me know first?" San asked as his eyes scanned over the information on that piece of paper. Though hesitant, the Head of HR answered him, "W-well, it was a special circumstance, Sir. It was a request from the Head of Bio Team, something about a report they made on a study that involved Ms. (y/l/n) here," he stated.

At that, you furrowed your eyebrows and rose slowly from your seat, "Excuse me, I don't understand. What study?" you asked. San immediately froze and his brain tried to come up with an explanation. He knew exactly what it was about and the knowledge made him nervous. "Well, one of the Bio Team staff made a report of a study done with the help of your... Material, for a lack of a better term, but we can't exactly disclose this because it is not our jurisdiction," The other staff blurted out which earned her a glare from the Head of HR as it dawned on her that she was not supposed to say that.

"I... What!?" you exclaimed, completely taken aback. Before the conversation about the study went further, San cut everyone off by slapping the paper onto the table with his hand loudly, "I don't care about that, and I sure as hell don't care about this special request because have you looked at this?" he scoffed. The Head of HR and his staff stared at each other as San continued after letting out a disappointed sigh, "From this..." He trailed off, chuckling sarcastically whilst shaking his head before looking straight at you, "I can't even use the word resume, it's easy to assume that she's a pain in the ass house squatter with no comprehension of the importance of having a career in anything whatsoever," your left eye twitched at the words he used made you felt... icky with yourself. San turned to his staff and shook his head firmly, "Our company has standards, okay? Even our interns should have higher credentials than this," he scoffed before turning to leave the room.

As he made his exit, you and the rest of the staff were left dumbfounded. "I... I can... I'll go text the Head of the Bio Team to... Ask her to come here so she can explain everything," the Head of HR said as he left the room with his staff scurrying behind him.

You were feeling so good earlier during the interview before San came in. You thought you were finally seen for your potential but San just had to belittle you like that. Sure, you had some reservations knowing that the company that wanted to recruit you belonged to your ex's family, but it was also your best friend's family. Knowing what you know, you've decided to make peace with the knowledge and look at the bright side. But no, he just had to ruin your moment.

With fists balled tightly, you pushed the chair you were sitting on and left the room to catch up to San.

"Hey!" You called out, making the man himself stopped in his tracks and turned around with an arrogant look on his face. Seriously, he was all apologetic and trying to talk to you, why is he a whole different person now? "You don't get to talk to me like that," you growled at him, making him raise an eyebrow in curiosity. You took that as a sign that he wasn't going to speak so you continued, "You're so privileged that you think you can just look down on people who are still struggling to find what they want to do in life and THAT's pathetic. That shows WHO you are exactly and that's disgusting," you spat. San was taken aback by the language you used. He opened his mouth to say something but you held your hand up to him, "I'm not done!" you stated loudly, effectively making San shut his mouth, "I had a hard time after the way YOU left me and right now, I'm trying to take every opportunity to explore and develop myself. You weren't mad that your team wanted to hire someone so incompetent, but you were mad that someone made a decision for you without you knowing and hoping that after this, you'll be able to just deal with it. How does that feel?" you spat.

San stood frozen, his mind blank but he felt his body regain its own control. Which was completely bad timing because at that moment, he was suddenly hyper-aware that both you and he had garnered quite the audience. People stood by to watch the scene unfolding and among them were his friends who looked just as shell-shocked but with a more hint of worry in their expressions. His eyes darted from one spectator to the other, nervous of how they might think of him. But when his eyes finally fell back on yours, all he felt was remorse. Not just because he felt bad for what he had said out of utter lack of control of his own words, but also because he had finally been made aware of how you struggled to hang on all this time. It was all his fault, yes, but he never truly realized the extent of it until right at that moment. In the middle of his office, with people who worked for him and his friends watching.

Neither of you wanted to say anything after that. San knew if he started talking, he'd just apologize profusely and if you accepted his apology (which he truly doubt), it'll just alleviate his guilt and make him feel slightly better without doing anything to you. You, on the other hand, you felt that you shouldn't ruin the meaning of your words by adding bullshit because the reaction you got from San, while not completely satisfactory, was hilarious. At that moment, you felt like you had the upper hand between you and him. Meanwhile, everyone made a mental note to not piss off the only person who seemed to be able to put Choi San in his place. Embarrassment and tmi aside.

"Ms. (y/l/n)?"

You turned to see that the Head of HR and his staff came back and a woman joined them, looking curious as to what just happened. "Shall we continue?" the Head of HR said. You immediately plastered on a bright smile and nod at him, "For sure." You turned to look at San who has now looked at least a little bit less guarded than before and let out a sigh, "I'm doing what's best for me, okay? Can we all just be grown-ups about this situation and be professional?"

Unfortunately, before San could even make a case for himself, you had already turned around and walked back into the room you were occupying. Realizing that the show was over, people dispersed and left San alone. Even his friends were hesitant to approach him. They wanted to make sure that he was okay but they didn't want to get thrown to the other side of the room.

Left on his own, San's remorse changed into something more painful as he watched you walk away. He felt his heart clench and his stomach drop. He hated the feeling and he hated the fact that you caused the feelings even more.

If things go the way San felt it wants to go just to mess with him, can he truly be professional with you when you seemed to affect him so much?

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[curvylizzie]

Let me be open with you for a second

As you all know, my name is Samantha. That name was not given to me by my parents, but rather it is the name I chose for myself.

At the age of 11 I experience my first crush on a male, at the time I thought I was gay but then at the age of 13 I realized I was still able to have crushes in girls. So I realized I was bisexual

The guy I had a crush on was 4 years older than me. And I was extremely fond of him, so much so that I adopted his look, and made it my own. That’s why I love wearing plaid shirts.

I used to disguised this attraction by saying that he was like an older brother to me. That was my excuse but deep down, I had a crush on him just like any 11 year old would have a crush on their babysitter let’s say

But then at 15, my world shattered.

For more context; I was born to immigrants. My parents immigrated to Canada when I was very little, I don’t remember much of our home country. I grew up without grandparents, cousins, uncles, aunts.

Because I never had these connections, and because I changed schools so frequently due to dad’s work, I was never able to make friends.

I was a very lonely kid.

My parents and siblings were my whole world, and I came to realize that without them, I would have no purpose

So back to 15. My parents divorced. My Dad called the cops on my mom for false accusations of domestic abused. My mom tried laying charges back for mental domestic abuse as well. I remember talking to one of the cops, asking if I was okay. I don’t remember my response….

My dad left us after that night. He went onto live outside and we rarely ever saw him.

That same year, me 15, my sister 11, and my brother 7 were faced with a choice that should never ever be imposed on any child; mom or dad

If we chose dad, mom threatened to go back to our home country and we would never see her again. But if we chose mom, we still had the possibility to see dad. The choice was clear

And although we chose mom, she made it next to impossible for us to form any sort of bond with dad

I hated her for this, I hated her immensely. She fell into a severe depression, and was taking meds at the times for which she became addicted to.

Every night, for the next year, I had to sleep close to the kitchen. She would walk there in the middle of the night and grab a knife. I caught her once about to commit suicide.

It was the darkest time of my life.

I fell into my own depression. But my life, my well being was put on hold.

I failed most classes in high school but I didn’t care. I had to find a job because mom wouldn’t.

I found something at a daycare, and gained a decent salary to help buy groceries, because of this, I was unable to build up enough credit to attend university. So I gave up on it.

My relationship with mom deteriorated further, and so did mine with my siblings.

Subconsciously I took on the role of a parent figure for them but they did not see it that way. I was trying to protect them from mom, but they didn’t think I was. And so my relationship with my siblings, specially with my brother, broke

My world was shattered. The only people I knew were fighting and moving apart from each other. I fell into a depression that I never bothered to get checked

I attempted suicide myself many times. But everytime I would do it, I would say to myself “they need me. I can’t go yet”

That kept me going

I joined the army to be able to provide even more, my salary was good. I was able to provide with food and rent. I stayed in for 5 years. And I left due to them not paying me on time in several occasions

During this time I had cut dad completely out of my life. Mom kept showing me court documents trying to brainwash me into thinking my dad was and I quote “the worst human being to ever exist and if I don’t see it, I must be as bad as him”

During the summer of 2021 I decided to stop the army work. I enrolled in a trade school for something I had a passion on, but was not my dream job; a mechanic. And in the month of January 2022, I started classes

At this time I had already made this blog without really thinking much of it. But I also had more time to explore my mind.

I realized there was so much more than what I thought, my sexuality for one.

I started wondering why kids in my school always treated me like a girl, saying I’m “too girly to be a boy”. Why I loved wearing long hair and it made me feel better about myself. Why wearing a towel as a skirt made me feel nice

I talked to a couple of people and then realized, I might be trans.

May 25, 2022. I start a discord server, for which people rapidly started joining.

I was this enigmatic server owner people knew next to nothing about. Some started thinking that I was a woman behind the screen, for the way I talked and treated others in and I quote “a motherly way”

This made me feel better, and made me realized finally; I was a trans woman.

With that in mind, I knew if I told my family, they would not accept it. So I went months practicing makeup, dressing the way I wanted to dress, all in secret.

Moving to December 2022. My sister showed interest in what’s inside my head. I came out to her. I told her everything and she said “I did not know you had all this built up. Why didn’t you say anything?” Because nobody ever asked.

The thoughts of suicide started creeping up again. My friends online will remember this, and thank you again for saving me.

January 2023, I tell mom. And I tell dad. My dad at this point lives in a different province. I never see him anymore

Mom was not accepting of me, but she assured me that she would still love me, but would rather see me in boy clothes.

With all this, my family started distancing themselves because they could not believe that I was trans. Or rather they just didn’t wanna accept it.

I felt lonely

I felt scared

I felt anxious

I wanted to die

I had no more reason to keep living. My family didn’t want me around.

Last night… I could not see the light anymore. I don’t have a family to keep working for, they were my world and now they don’t want me.

I felt lonelier than I’ve ever felt before in my life. Ever.

I cried, and I screamed. My sister said to “submit to God” and brushed me aside

I walked up to my apartment. I grabbed a knife.. I looked at it for 30 minutes, trying to find a reason to stay. I couldn’t find one.

I placed the knife to my heart, but couldn’t do it. I layed on the floor, crying. And that’s when my brother came in, he was looking for something. And he found me. Asked me if I was okay, I said no…

I grabbed the knife once again, and he saw what I was doing, he took it away from me, and sat with me.

He saved my life last night.

When you lose a friend irl, you have at least the luxury of knowing, but someone online… they just wouldn’t show up anymore and you wouldn’t be able to know if they’re still around anymore or not.

Im sorry to all of you for almost doing that.

My life has been one with so much loneliness, I would never ever wish this on anyone. Ever. That is why I focus on helping others socialize, that is why that whenever someone comes to me for advice or because they need someone, I drop whatever the hell im doing, even if I’m crying my eyes out and go to talk to them.

I do so much, and rarely I ever get anything in return. But that is fine by me, because I’ve been able to build a community of people who now not only they follow this example, they send messages to me re-affirming what I believed; that I’ve saved them.

So thank you all for reading up to the end of this post. It was long and I won’t lie. But I had to make it.

You guys have helped me find myself, and have saved me before.

I promise to work on myself everyday so to stay with you all for as long as possible

Sam

[trashcatsnark]

Just rambling because I really wanna be feral about my bg3 tav and dont have a place to really do so lmao but my little rotted brain wanted to play with the whole- tadpole fucks with previous conditions/characters shit. Ala making Astarion able to walk in sunlight and and seemingly making Gale's orb hungrier/less stable (judging off the first artefact helping him as usual but then the second one doesnt)

And I don't do fantasy often but since arcana Ive always wanted to play with a character with a enchantment/spell on them that makes people forget them shortly after meeting them. Unable to form lasting connections and living a life thats almost entirely in isolation (i love lonely transient bitches)

So, my tav, Petra (half wood elf, rogue/ranger) ran away from a shitass abusive life with her now dead partner who casted the enchantment on them both, so only they could remember one another. Being each other's entire world. Shit happens, her lover dies, but the enchantment is binded to their instrument (lover was a bard)

Which is all build up to say, she had and only wanted a cozy insignificant existence, because significance just means giving people the power to hurt her/being known means vulnerability and yet now thanks to the tadpole, she is being perceived and thats horrifying enough- i also really love the extent that Petra contradicts with many of the companions in terms of the idea of ambition and desire.

For so many of the companions (except Karlach really) insignificance is their like nightmare. Gale has both an innate hunger f for power because he derives his sense of self-worth from being a powerful, significant, and impressive wizard. Gale of Waterdeep, chosen of Mystra, deep down he does want a more simple life of relaxing in his tower and idly reading, and cooking for someone he loves but he can't ever seem to fully shake this feeling that when he sees power or opportunity he must grasp it because without talent, power, significance, magic, utility- he thinks he has no worth at all. Astarion craves power, once you start to enter act 2, he starts to talk about how he thinks the player has ambition and that maybe heyyy you can use that ambition for me? Because to him ambition and power, his own or using someone elses is how he'll find a way to permanently escape his abuse. He says he's not content to sculk in the shadows, what good is freedom if he doesn't have the power to make sure he'll never lose it. Wyll, the blade of frontiers, wanting desperately to help everyone- be a hero, make the sword coast proud in a way he never could make his father. He wants to matter, he wants to be important, he is forever burdened by the weight of his mistakes- the pact that binds him, never able to feel free of it and just wants the world to look at him and see something good.

Lae'zel fears insignificance, this is stated plain as day in the scene where she threatens the player, if you choose to probe her thoughts. She's doesn't care if she dies, if her skull splits, and tentacles writhe through her flesh- she's terrified it will happen before her queen ever knows her name, that she'll never be more than a failed soldier, that she'll never wield the silver sword or ride a red dragon. That she'll die before she feels she ever mattered.

Shadowheart wants to be a dark justiciar, she wants to be of value to her god, she wants to matter- similarly to Lae'zel, ironic given their hostility, but it is the same ultimate goal. She doesn't want to be no one, she doesn't just want to be another follower who's struck with pain, mind wiped tirelessly, and nothing to show for it- she wants her pain to have purpose, meaning, even if it's just serving the god causing it. Karlach is already a bit of an oddity in terms of, she never really seems to be scrounging for power and signficance and in fact- her power, her strength, her ability is what led to Zariel choosing her as her attack dog. So, while she's a bit more similar in not having a heavy desire for power, ambition, and a goal beyond- not wanting to be hurt, the desire for freedom and life on her terms. They still differ so greatly in terms of- Karlach lost out on getting to be a part of life for so long, she misses people, connection, and she doesn't want to avoid life because it hurt her, she wants to take back the parts stolen from her- she wants to live and be apart of the world finally again on her terms. Even if it kills her.

And my brain just kind of buzzing and feral for this idea of how she somehow finds herself thrusted into not only being perceived, being surrounded by people who are learning who she is, knowing parts of her she hasn't shared, and also being asked to... lead. When it's never truly been something she craves and even overwhelms her, but it finds her regardless and how she helps ground for many of them their grappling for power/ambition while for her they help her find that... she deserves to be a part of the world around her, that she can touch the world around her and make a difference. And she's no less guilty of wanting something that's bad for her, that she's been alive but not truly living and returning to that loneliness once the tadpole is plucked out won't be peace, won't be contentment, isn't freedom, because it was never that to begin with- she was just languishing in isolation and grief as a living ghost.

[vivanightcity]

Name: Yash 'V' Vala

Age: 23

Gender + Pronouns: Man, he/him

Occupation: Courier and runner, both legally and less so. Largely operating in the southern parts of NC, but officially covers the whole city. If something small and physical needs to be somewhere safe and fast and undetected? He's a pretty good option.

Cyberware: Sandevistan, gills, grip feet, reinforced tendons, smuggling compartments in his legs. (Gills provide up to 4 hours of time underwater without resurfacing, given where he got them, they include a filter to help - but not eliminate - the trouble from unclean or dangerous waters. Grip feet basically makes feet prehensile and adds an extra grip surface to the bottom. The storage space used for smuggling is just small compartments, 2 x 6 inches, one in each thigh.)

Long form backstory under the cut: It's long yall, I went a bit ott with it.

His mom was from the Raven and Rats nomadic group when her family arrived in London. Settling their narrowboats in what would’ve been around Limehouse - since the flooding caused by the Thames Barrier bombing, there were a lot of new routes and waterways for the nomads.

After the fall of the thames barrier, Equinox more or less left that area of east london to rot. Seeing it as too much effort for what they’d get back. So for decades there was rampant crime in an almost entirely ungoverned and abandoned city. Officially, no one there existed. No one lived there. Despite the crowded streets of floating walkways, and salvaged tops of flooded old brick buildings turned into rare dry outcroppings, and houseboats, narrowboats, floating shacks made of salvage, littered the entire place. It was alive. Always was. Just. Not according to the government.

In the mid 2050s, there was another push to reclaim and control the area. As it grew, moving into the flooded thames, encroaching more into the highly militarized City and Westminster, there were more clashes between BCF - British Combined Forces - and citizens, as well as criminal groups that used the growing slums and waterways to their benefit. 

Multiple corporations, especially those with headquarters in the city, were pushing for the government to take action and start up a new Urban Development Committee after the past ones failed, or abandoned, the area, to at least get the border pushed back.

ETB - English Tourist Board - wanted to clean up the city to make it more appealing again, especially with R&R and other trouble making groups being able to hide more easily in the sprawling river. IMA - Imperial Metropolitan Agriculture - wanted to use the large flooded space to build artificial floating island farms, to make the most out of the potential, as more and more of the Good British Soil (TM) was being worked to death and lost to city expansion. If they wanted to keep telling people to BUY BRITISH (TM) they’d need more space. 

It was easy to hide the initial clashes and push back, these weren’t residents, there was no proof they were even UK citizens, so it was easy to sell it as the typical xenophobic fearmongering that kept so many in check. Only the east end wasn’t going down easy, and the BCF found themselves against a strangely, and worryingly, united force of nomadic groups who needed the river, criminal groups that thrived in the ungoverned corners, and even militia groups from a bit further east, as the thames basins flooding was felt all the way along, with many areas of South Essex not caring a shit about what was happening in Colchester and the north, but connecting - as they always did - with east london. A shared river, a shared blood, a shared history. So it was easy to redirect from action in East Anglia to a new front. 

Yash’s family were not involved. Like many civilians, they were just caught in between. He wasn’t even born yet when his father was killed. Shot by BCF working as private security on behalf of EBT to scout and find historic areas that could be salvaged of worth or even turned into tourist destinations - the top of greenwich hill, the observatory itself, being a great place to start trying to reclaim for tourism, from the destruction it has seen after decades of apparent ‘misuse’ as a crowded indoor market, with the rare areas of dry actual earth and land around it turned into lush community garden. All fiercely protected by a tight community, quickly labelled as a ‘gang’ by the government. His father worked there, as a mechanic, helping people repair their boats and homewares. When the EBT scouts tried to clear people out, they were harassing people who worked there, civilians of all kinds, including the elderly and children. They moved too slow, they didn’t listen or respond as wanted, to screamed orders and threats. 

His dad stepped in to argue with them, unarmed, untrained, but angry, they can’t treat people like that, and he got shot for his trouble. He was considered a hero to many of them, and his death was a spark for that mislabelled gang to maybe take the label more seriously. If they were going to treat them like criminals, they’ll defend themselves like criminals. When EBT returned to take the royal observatory by force, they were fought back. It was bloody and violent, and the locals lost a lot more people, but they won. There is a mural of those lost still in the observatory, touched up, and sometimes added to, over the decades since. His dad is front and center.

Both his older brothers knew their father very well, being 13 and 9 at the time he was killed. They both deified him, and the fight he set off, and went whole-hog anti-government and anti-corp. They’re, essentially, Rockerboys. (I just can’t remember if Rockerboy is only for that specific genre, or can be applied to any and all anti-authoritarian musicians in the cyberpunk verse? If it’s only the genre, then it doesn’t fit.). They were founding members of the Foundlings. A community gang made up of kids around their age who saw what was done to try and erase the east end, and are going to guerilla warfare street tactics the shit out of things to protect their home. The name coming from the pure numbers who were orphaned and alone after what became seen as a war with the corporations and BCF along the river. 

Yash always tried to keep up with his brothers, but they wouldn’t let him, he was too young, he didn’t understand fully why they did what they did. He was raised with a hatred and distrust of corps and government, and a fierce personal anger for them taking a father he never got to know from him, but he didn’t see the level of violence that the war was. He wasn’t involved. There were still clashes, but it wasn’t the same. The metal wars were in the news, sure, but they weren’t theirs to care about. They had enough trouble on their front door step. 

He got his job as a courier initially through the Mudlarks - A more recent, largely non-violent, smuggling group that operates along the river - not knowing that his brothers put some pressure in to stop him being allowed into the more criminal aspects, even with that, he eventually started pushing to get involved in running dead drops and collections along the river during low tide.

It was the mudlarks that landed him in NC. A london based gin maker - an illegal business without licensing - needed to get some out to NC because an NC based celebrity was throwing a party, and was requesting it. Deep pockets and an affinity since they’d done a world tour and tried some in London.

It was his job to see it got there safely. They’d have someone meeting the cargo at the other end, but he had to accompany it on the orbital transit. When he gets into NCX, he is indeed met, but by NCPD and orbital corp customs. He managed to duck them, but it wasn’t like he could walk back into NCX and try to leave, although NCPD seemed to drop the grudge quickly, he knew Orbital Corp still had him on the no-fly list. On the plus side, he did get a pretty decent pay day when he delivered the order to Empathy, no middle man cut for people in NC. He still transferred what was owed to the mudlarks back to them, but kept the rest. 

They told him to lie low, and even gave him some contacts, largely within Pacifica, Heywood, and the City Center. Pacifica felt the most like home, so he set up shop, got in good with the right fixers, spent some time learning the fastest ways around, and built a good reputation from there.

'V' was actually the symbol his brothers used as a tag, the name they released music under, and they'd always talk a big game about how it was for the east ends victory over the BCF, and the peace they're fighting for etc. etc. but Yash knows damn well that last bit is just a line they thought up later. Typical younger brother, the second he got the chance, he took it. Decided V was his thing now. They couldn't stop him all this way from home after all.

He meets Jackie in the canonical Streetkid way, just without the Heywood local vibes.

[blakeswritingimagines]

Thor seeing his best friend again

As a best friend, he is supportive, caring, and loyal. He is there for you when you need someone to talk to or to lean on. He is willing to listen and provide advice, or just be present for you. He celebrates your successes, he comforts you in your times of sadness, and he challenges you when you need it. He is also willing to compromise and give you space when you need it. Above all else, he is someone who truly cares about you and wants the best for you.

He sends special care packages to you from time to time. He likes to surprise you with little gifts or treats to let you know that he’s thinking of you. He also likes to include hand-picked items that he thinks you would enjoy, and he tries to make each package unique and personalized.

You have helped him with technology in the past, as he’s not always the most technologically savvy person. He enjoys that you are always happy to explain things like how to use a cell phone or how to send an email, and he appreciates your patience and guidance. Having a best friend who is comfortable with technology helps make it easier for him to stay connected with the modern world, and he’s grateful for your help along the way.

He tries to see you as often as he can, and that frequency will depend on your schedules and other commitments. He tries to make time to meet up for coffee or lunch, or to just spend time together doing something you’ll both enjoy. He also stays in touch via phone calls, texts, or video chats when you aren't able to see each other in person. Regardless of the form of communication, you and him always make an effort to stay connected and to maintain your close bond.

You and him enjoy spending time together doing a variety of activities. Like going on hikes, attending sporting events, trying new restaurants, or just hanging out at home and watching a movie. You both also support each other in your hobbies and endeavors by showing up for concerts, art exhibits, and other events. Whatever you're doing, you both make sure to have fun and make memories together.

You are also one of the most important people in his life, and he treasures your relationship deeply. He is so grateful for your bond and the many positive contributions you make to his life. He knows that no matter what you both are going through, you will always be there for each other. He feels so lucky to have you in his life, and he can't wait to continue building on your strong foundation of trust and support.

Having you in his life means that he has someone who is truly on his side. He can trust you with anything, knowing that you will keep his secrets safe and always be there for him. He values your support, both in the good times and in the difficult ones. You both know and understand each other on a deep level, thanks to your strong bond and shared experiences. When things get tough, he knows that he can rely on you to be there by his side. You are someone who will always have his back, no matter what.

His best friends are his found family. You stick together through thick and thin. When you're feeling down, you can turn to each other for support and comfort. When you're feeling happy, you can share in each other's joy. You know all his secrets, and he knows yours. And most importantly, you accept him for who he is, flaws and all.

He’s been known to serve as a wing-man for you from time to time even if he doesn’t always understand. He’s always up for helping you find someone special. At the same time, he’s also protective of you and wouldn't hesitate to intervene if you were ever in a bad situation or being taken advantage of. He is always looking out for your best interests and making sure that you are safe and happy. At the end of the day, his priority is always your happiness.

If it were earlier in their lives, when his relationship with Loki was more distant and tense, he might have reacted differently to the idea of you naming your cat after his brother. However, at a certain point in his life, he has come to a place of acceptance and understanding in his relationship with Loki, and he would see the naming of a cat after him as a positive sign of your appreciation for him and their family.

[ncytiri]

✦ what does your heart look like?

tagged by: @nuclearstorms (thank u bones!!!! this was super interesting to do omg and the first time i have done something like this! so it was fun to actually get into the mindset of the characters i chose 💞)

✦ a bird struggling to get loose

your heart can never hold still. it pounds against your chest frantically. always turning your sights to one thing after the next. when was the last time you were certain? the last time your life was stable? maybe this is how you prefer things. on the move constantly, not tied down to one person or place. you chase one goal after the next. can you ever really feel complete without a place to land? shouldn't you build yourself a nest?

mr. max 🥲 with his reputation of warlord (not that he wanted that reputation, his settlement just turned down enough help needed signals that eventually the people of meagher valley believed they were snooty and isolationists), they seem to constantly be moving around trying to find the best home base, not far too from a town but far enough to where they can get the jump on any enemies. he never wanted this position anyways, deon and tien and maia had elected him leader after he had proven himself multiple times with keeping their group safe. so he lives with the burden of the position because he doesn't want any harm to come to his community he helped form from nothing and constantly looking over his shoulder to make sure everyone is safe and comfortable. (thankfully max does eventually does build his nest with the fragments and he has been able to relax somewhat with deon taking over for him &lt;;3)

✦ molten lava and charred flesh

your heart burned so fiercely that it burnt itself out. leaving horrible scars in its wake; scars inside your chest and on the hands of those who touched you, the hearts of anyone who got close enough to connect to yours. the person you are now is no longer recognizable, burnt up by your own anger and passion and love. the injuries can never be fully erased, but they can be soothed with time and trust and forgiveness.

the betrayal of arasaka left venus a gaping pit of anger, like an animal backed into a corner, constantly fighting against any that comes near them. she grew up being groomed to become her mother's successor and it was a position she was excited to take over. having her life uprooted by abernathy, left with barely any money to her name, treasures acquired during her employment suddenly vanishing, venus now moves through life a guarded individual. she wants nothing more than to get her old life back especially since her family has turned their back on her in favor of arasaka. so she waits until she can finally strike some sort of revenge against abernathy or arasaka (preferably both)... but in her isolation, she has become very lonely, she yearns for to trust someone but is still scared by what happened and she doesn't want to lose another person to greed.

✦ an open door, a burning hearth

your chest is wide open, and your heart is a home. others are welcomed in readily and asked to stay. you are comfort and love, everything you were never given but so desperately want to provide for others. you have built this welcoming hearth with your own two hands and won't see anyone else left out in the cold. be careful to not burn yourself out trying to keep everyone else warm.

i don't have a lot established for mi-cha yet but i went off how she would be before leaving the vault since that is where she was "formed" as a person. while she was in the vault, she always kind to everyone as her father taught her, treating everyone with respect (even if they didn't deserve it like butch and his crew), and was just a sweet kid! mi-cha (and amata since those two stuck together like glue) was the one younger kids would come and talk with for advice or if they needed help and parents trusted her to watch their kids if they had a date night planned or party! this softness often made her the target of bullying from other teens her age but she never let that deter her because she knew the importance of community and she is not afraid to get her fists dirty if the situation calls for it (she beat the tunnel snakes up after they were harassing amata before their goat test 👊💥). all in all, she is a sweetheart who loves making ppl feel good and keeping them happy :')

tagging: whoever wants to do this!!!! feel free to tag me if you do &lt;3

✦ quiz here

[jb-nonsense]

Leeloa Ke'Ta - Commander of the Alliance

Title(s): Hero of Tython, Battlemaster, The Outlander, Commander Birth Year: 13 BTC / 3666 BBY Birth Planet: Dantooine Species: Human Gender: Cis woman Sexuality: Demi-heteroromantic demisexual Alignment: Light Side Allegiances: The Alliance, The Republic

Appearance Basics

How much does she match her in game appearance: Pretty spot on Height: 5'5" | 1.65 m Build: Athletic, some curve with muscle underneath Hair: just below shoulder, brunette, wavy texture Eyes: bright Green Skin: Light peach color Scars: A scar on her chin Any piercings? Tattoos?: None

Brief Backstory:

Leeloa was born on Dantooine to a refugee woman named Meeria. Meeria married a Republic Refugee Resettlement Officer named Raqiel Ke'Ta and Leeloa spent the first six years of her life with her mother and step-father. On a mission to the Jedi ruins, Jedi Knight Hak Toth met her as she explored the ruins and, after some discussion with her mother, took her to be trained as a Jedi.

Leeloa was placed in a group with Praz Toth, Meella Q'Arno, and Kero Synagh. When she was nine, Kadryn Dubslayn was added to the group as well. They grew up together as close friends, but in her teen years, she and Kero grew closer. They began a relationship, but before their trials, agreed to break it off to focus on their Jedi studies.

Tragedy struck, though, when Master Hak Toth, Kero's master and a father figure to the group, was murdered by an overzealous Sith apprentice. Despite this pain, the group persevered and finished their training.

Connections:

Companions and NPCs

Archiban Froderick Kimble "Doc" (husband) - An unlikely duo, a flirtatious dreaming-of-heroism doctor and a respected Jedi, the pair are able to balance each other and bring out the parts of each other that they need

T7-O1 (friend) - Meeting on Tython, the pair were inseparable until Leeloa was frozen in carbonite. They were shortly reunited.

Kira Carsen (friend) - Leeloa finished Kira's training to be a knight and, despite some disagreements, Leeloa views her as a younger sister and still will mentor her if she needs it.

Fideltin Rusk (ally) - Meeting Rusk on Hoth, he joined her crew. The pair have a good relationship, albeit Leeloa does find his lack of concern for people and only looking at numbers a problem.

Lord Scourge (ally) - Leeloa was at first wary of the Sith and for good reason. Viewing him to be possibly the best source to stop the Emperor, she decided to work with him. While often disagreeing, the pair do find common ground and form a sort of friendship

Theron Shan (friend) - Theron asked for Leeloa's help on a mission and the pair found themselves comfortable around each other, easing into a close friendship. When Theron "betrayed" her, Leeloa refused to believe it, feeling as if he had something else up his sleeve. Which was true and Theron stayed with the Alliance.

Lana Beniko (friend) - Realizing their situation, Leeloa welcomed Lana's assistance and even enjoyed some conversation with her and her insight. While not as ruthless as Lana, Leeloa does appreciate her pragmatic side and the pair are an interesting balance of optimism and pragmatism.

Koth Vortena (friend) - Leeloa admires Koth's care for people and his sense of duty, and she found it interesting to see someone else's perspective on a villain and it helped her understand just how much Tenebrae could change how he appeared to others to have control. If she ever needs someone to relax with, she goes and hangs out in the cantina with Koth.

Senya Tirall (friend) - Senya vaguely reminds Leeloa of her mother; capable of being severe but with a softer side. Leeloa and Senya respect each other and support each other, and Leeloa will go to her for personal advice.

Arcann (ally) - Leeloa spared Arcann and helped him, bringing him back to the Light Side. This has caused him to have some dependency issues with her and Leeloa and others have been helping him gain a stronger sense of self and self respect.

Feel free to send asks about any others

My OCs

Orren Raqiel Kimble (son) - born during the events of Battle of Ilum, Leeloa missed her son dearly while she was trying to locate her companions after being unfrozen.

Meeria Ke'Ta (mother) - Before Leeloa went to the Jedi, her mother doted on her and was fiercely protective of her (info)

Raqiel Ke'Ta (adopted father) - Raqiel raised Leeloa as his own until she was adopted by the Jedi and still loves her as his daughter. (info)

Dolen Tevas (father) - a sith lord Leeloa has no relationship with, who went missing a few years after her mother went to the Republic (info)

Basimah Ke'Ta (half-sister) - Leeloa's younger after sister, she was two when Leeloa went with the Jedi and tries to keep up with her adventures as best she can. (info)

Fadyl Urdasher (adopted cousin) -Raqiel's nephew, when his family would visit Raqiel, Fadyl would play with Leeloa and now they occasionally work together in their fields; Jedi turned Commander and trooper turned Senator

Akos Zydrunas (adopted cousin-in-law) - An SIS agent Leeloa has briefly worked with, he ended up marrying Fadyl and he and Leeloa have a respectable relationship.

Kero Synagh (ex-boyfriend, friend) - Kero and Leeloa grew up together and entered a romantic relationship in their teenage years. They agreed to end it to focus on their training and remained friends.

Praz Toth (childhood friend) - Praz's father brought Leeloa to the Jedi and she grew up in the same clan as Praz. The pair have a strong supportive sibling bond and trust.

Meella Q'Arno (childhood friend) - The friend who always knows what to say and says it bluntly. Meella grew up in the same clan and always calls it how she sees it with Leeloa, even if Leeloa won't admit it.

Kadryn Dubslayn (childhood friend) - a latecomer to the youngling clan, Kadryn grew up with the others after brought to the Jedi. Kadryn's trauma with the Empire and Leeloa knowing her mother's own enabled them to bond and help heal each other.

If curious, ask about others

Other people's OCs

To be added

[leontheneedledriolu]

I honestly wouldn't know if anyone would ever use this, but I keep finding people from discord on this site, so I guess it's worth a shot.

You can now Ask about my OCs! Cause I have plenty of them. And I think they're cool.

Current OC List (oh god this is large):

Leon the Needled Riolu; A 2' male riolu with a needle that used to be a human. Wishes he wasn't, but nothing he can do about it now. Is often introspective and probably has a caffeine addiction. The Leader of Team PRS.

Niko the Sun Guardian Braxien: A 4' female braxien with a glass sphere of light, which is apparently the sun of another solar system. Born into the SOW cult (Save Our World), Niko carries and protects this sun with her life. She is very kind and caring of others, and is an excellent baker! The Support of Team PRS.

Gunslock the Gunslinger Bloodmage Sneasel: A 6' Trans Male Sneasel with a holster for their gun, a scar on their chest, a neat cape and a sheriff hat. Also has a scalpel to use their blood magic with, since that magic requires an open wound. Apathy hit this guy hard, he either feels no emotion or just rage.The Tank/DPS of Team PRS.

Masky the Masked Omnipowerful Zoroark: A 5' male Zoroark with a wooden plague doctor mask, and a staff with a sapphire gem at the tip. Possesses godlike magic, yet is so lazy to really ever bother with it. He could be doing so much but doesn't wanna. That being said, his alchemy prowess is unmatched- He's an assistant to Team PRS in that manner.

Sapphire the Moodgem Sableye: A 3'4" Sableye with a cracked gem eye that shows her mood! Has a deep passion for mining and eating gems. Kinda screwed up a building plan for a group of Sableyes and fled after some mistakes. Tagged along with Team PRS' many assistants!

Wuxy the Robotic Gallade: A 5'4" Gallade that looks completely life-like, if not for the plate of metal on their chest which protects their inner gearwork. Fled his creator after discovering their evil intentions. Helps out Team PRS!

Foxen the Armless Firefox: A 3'7" male fox with armless, floating hands and a tail which at the tip is flaming. My first OC, nearly 10ish years old in my mind. Fairly playful, has a job within alchemical practices. He doesn't have a soul of his own, that void is filled with Nightmare. Rarely uses it, but besides fire magic, can shift his size at will.

Nightmare the Demonic Spirit of Fear: A 6' male demon from hell, in the form of a ghostly spirit for the overworld. Has a fear aura which can be toggled. Pacted himself with Foxen because he was bored and could use something to lighten up his life. Is a pure glass cannon- But can respawn within Foxen if he ever died. Has many connections in hell.

Kathina the Mute Watercat: A 5'6" female cat with water powers- But is mute from an incident from a decade ago. Good with knives and never minds a brawl. Finds some peace in the ocean. Is married to Wolven, that lovable fluffball him.

Wolven the Army Superwolf: A 6' wolf with super strength! Unfortunately, he was way too caring to be of any use to the army- Even when his super strength developed. After he was discharged from the army, they ran into Kathina, and the two hit it off. After a year in dating, they got married.

Wasp the Genetic Scientist... Wasp: A 5'6" male wasp that's a genetic scientist. He's on his way towards immortality- Sucks that he's using live subjects to discover it. Due to legality people have to sign a lot of papers to be used at his lab, but if you're looking to die it's a good option. Pays well too, cause it's basically a death sentence. Rarely cares about morals, if he ever did.

M0th the Cyborg Moth: A 5'2" female moth with cybernetic parts. She is able to project a screen from her eyes, mostly just to show what she's working on. Has no free will- Sold herself to Wasp in order to save her family, who was in dire straits. Shame that M0th lost those memories...

Implication the Immortal Genetic Disaster: A 6'3" moth, who has one side of themselves constantly dripping acid, and an arm that's forever a blade. Was made this way because of a sheer refusal to die and being the subject of one of Wasp's experiments. Can never die, but sustaining enough damage turns them into an acidic puddle.

Those are the main folk I have. Oh boy this is a lot. I do have art of these guys- So ya'll can just ask if you wanna see what they look like!

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OVERCOMING LONELINESS THROUGH PERSONAL GROWTH

Loneliness is a multifaceted feeling that people experience at one or another period of their lives. This is because loneliness may come about based on such factors as changes in lifestyles, changes in residence, or simply changes in personal conditions. Nevertheless, among the proven effective ways to fight loneliness, there is the means of personal growth. For context, the inherent change enables you to become stronger and adapt to form healthy interactions and create a purposeful life.

1. Understanding Loneliness as a Catalyst for Growth

Although loneliness is a negative experience it drives one to reflect and think about their duality. Aloneness: Aloneness means you’ve got time to explore what one cherishes, and what one feels is important in life, among others. It will lead you to the right relationships that will enhance your relationship with other people in your life. It makes you feel that you are in charge of your life and your happiness, not just depending on someone or something.

2. Building Emotional Resilience

A very important area of personal development is the handling of emotions. First, loneliness may result in the development of negative emotions such as sad feelings, frustration, and feelings of hopelessness. These feelings can be dealt with by practicing emotional intelligence such as through mindfulness, meditation or journaling. If your emotional health is good, it is easy to form relationships without any barriers of guard that shield you from being hurt.

3. Expanding Your Interests

Thus, some guidelines must be followed to fight loneliness, one of which is the development of new hobbies. Self-development is the process of expanding new horizons as a person grows and engages in events that he or she has never been involved in before. Whether it is the ability to find a job, go in for a new sport, join a local club or start a new hobby, happiness found in these small things creates opportunities for new communication and new activities. It follows the diverse interests that people have are likely to assemble, thus resulting in coming up with social relationships that are likely to stand the test of time.

4. Developing Self-Love and Confidence

Since people think that they are not good enough or worthy of relationships, they tend to be lonely. Some of the most important aspects of self-development include the development of self-acceptance and confidence. Loving yourself means accepting yourself and this type of behavior will draw people with a similar level of respect towards you. Self-care, thus establishing personal goals, and cherishing your accomplishments helps you to gain confidence and respect from others to open more intimate levels of social relationships.

5. Taking Initiative in Social Settings

Another part of self-development is also concerned with taking the lead or being proactive in social relations. Instead of waiting for the initiatives to come, one can make them by initiating the conversations, sending the messages or initiating events/meetups. Once you start practicing how to initiate a conversation, you keep away the feeling of being rejected and the likelihood of developing good friendships. He who is proactive in ensuring he or she has a rich social calendar is a confident person and will invariably pull a crowd of vibrant and active individuals.

Conclusion: Embrace Personal Growth to Overcome Loneliness

Solitude itself is difficult to bear but when viewed from the self-development perspective, it could very well be liberating. It therefore implies that one can be able to combat loneliness not only through a process of developing a resistance to such feelings, extending the category of interests that one has including self-love and being proactive in one’s social interactions. Self-development is a lifelong process, though with each step deeper into the process, people begin to fall in love deeper, connect more richly and embrace the fullness of life.

How Trifler Can Help

With Trifler, it is possible to find a way of combating loneliness through the use of platforms that enable people to find others who might be interested in similar activities such as exercising, dining out, or trying out a new activity. On this page, it is clear that whether it is in a new city, or if you are seeking people of similar interests, Trifler can help in making friends and finding people like you.