#someone else's life

[narukoibito]

I wish to know about Someone Else’s Life. 📝

@turanga4 🥰

Someone Else’s Life

This is my dimension traveling AU story, where Harry ends up traveling to an alternate dimension where Neville was the Boy Who Lived, and Ginny and Luna made up his trio. In this world, Ginny is an Auror and Harry is a professional Quidditch player. I have so many thoughts and so little execution!

Here's a new snippet with canon!Harry and AU!Ginny:

“Not enjoying the party, Potter?”  Harry turned and tried not to stare. He had seen her from across the room, but it was different when she was so close; it was like staring into the sun. He averted his eyes. How strange it was to miss someone who was standing right there. He grunted, raising a shoulder. “You love parties, the festivities, the attention,” Ginny said, leaning against the stone railing beside him. It was infuriating to smell her and not be able to touch her. She smirked up at him. “The women.” He scowled into his glass, heat and irritation pooling at his navel.  “Yet here you are, brooding by your lonesome when I think Susan would love to make good on her maiden name.” “Clever,” he said dryly. He bit the inside of his cheek, having no desire to explain why he was less than amused by the replica of his girlfriend encouraging him towards other women. “What about you? What are you doing out here?” She took a deep breath and sighed, her breath pooling out in a white stream. “Needed a break. Been cooped up inside most of today doing paperwork before coming here.” She had no idea know how well he understood. 

Feel free to send me asks on any of my WIPs!

[music-in-my-veins14]

She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired Of living someone else's life She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires If you're gonna say she's crazy You better say it in Spanish baby She's gonna start living It's time to start living It's time to start living Time start living Someone else's life Someone else's life Hey Someone else's life

[noknowshame]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

[ryllen]

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[bixels]

Scary Sunset.

I'm concepting things way outta order in this story, but I'm sure you can piece things together. Context is for a storybeat where, after defeating and capturing Adagio (thus having all three sirens in her possession), Sunset enacts her revenge plot to release the sirens on Canterlot as Thea discovers she's been manipulated. In a confrontation, the two scuffle and fight over the siren orbs while Sunset struggles with her conflicting wants and emotions.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The musical episode.

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[ambrosiagourmet]

This is just a smaller observation that will hopefully someday be part of a larger analysis on Kabru's view of Laios & how Laios impacts him...

But I think it really interesting that Kabru surrenders something for Laios twice, and that these moments are inversions of each other.

The first time, Kabru gives up his life to maintain his control. He changes the course of the entire story with this action, and is willing to die to achieve that. Kabru is (supposedly) entrusting the future to Laios, but he is still very much the primary actor in the overall narrative. He is still the one choosing what the story should be.

The second time, however, Kabru gives up his control to keep hold of something personal and selfish (in the way of dungeon meshi selfishness - it is a good thing to keep this desire. It small piece of what makes him a living creature). He steps aside to let Laios choose the way forward. He surrenders narrative agency for personal agency... not changing the story, but changing himself.

[wimble-thimble]

happy pride guys

[thisbibliophiile]

Books of 2023 #14

Someone Else's Life by Lyn Liao Butler

[aroaceleovaldez]

i have suddenly become obsessed with a theme that HoO established but never proceeded to extrapolate on, which is:

You are Percy Jackson, and you have been swapped with a boy who was allegedly everyone's favorite person, but they have decided to replace him with you. They just met you. You stand next to his best friend and the people he's known his entire life. In his home. In his cloak. In his place. They stopped looking for him.

You are Jason Grace, and you have just found out you have a long lost sister who completely replaced you in her life with this girl you just met. Your lives and personalities are mirrors. She is you, living the life you were robbed of.

You are Annabeth Chase, and you have just become starkly aware that you have been inhabiting the void left behind by your best friend's long lost brother. You and Luke were just replacements for him. Now you have to look him in the eyes when he has nothing and know you took that life from him.

You are Piper McLean, and you have just found out your relationship is fake and built entirely on the memories of Annabeth Chase. You have been given a boyfriend when hers has been taken away. You have no idea how much of it is real or not but regardless you feel like if your relationship isn't exactly in their image that you have failed.

You are Leo Valdez, and you have just learned that you are the echo of your great-grandfather. You are not your own person. You just exist to be a mirror of him. A doppelganger. An actor and stunt double facing all the danger he never had to but wearing his face. To be there for his best friend decades later simply because he couldn't. You are playing a role. A seventh wheel and a pawn for a goddess who carefully sculpted your entire life for her own purposes.

You are Hazel Levesque, and the only reason you are alive is because your brother couldn't save your his sister. You are a consolation prize. An apology. Your existence here is misplaced in every way but you inhabit it anyways.

You are Frank Zhang, and you are a shapeshifter. Inhabiting your own body feels strange and clumsy when you could be literally anything at any time. You are anything and everything and live your life with the simple certainty of knowing exactly how you will die.

[valeriapryanikova]

the watcher who's listening to the listener who's watching over him

[music-in-my-veins14]

Lauralee had a headache, I bet you know the feeling Bangin' your head all day long against the glass ceiling Lauralee made her mind up, she had enough She jumped the fence right there and then to go someplace she's never been

[divorcedwife]

to the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you

[joy-jpg]

justice design concepts

[stuckinapril]

megan thee stallion is the perfect example of unbothered energy. nicki has repeatedly vagueposted about her, gone on unhinged rants about her, gone so far as to mention her dead mother (such a classless low blow), threatened her on live, and has now released the tackiest diss track in history. and what has megan done? literally nothing. she straight up ignored her, aside from that one ig story where she posted herself laughing (which was perfect btw). she is the epitome of “i will not dignify that w a response.” i love it.

[isabelleadjani]

LINGLING KWONG in makeup by homeless_makeupb