I was thinking of something while writing a W.I.T.C.H. story earlier. Principal Knickerbocker.
She went to school with the former guardians in canon (comics mentioned it I believe) right? So you're telling me she saw the group of five close friends who often ran off or got into mischief together and seemed so close while in school herself. She saw as one friend died, one vanish off the face of the earth at the same time, and the other three drift apart.
And then decades later she's a principal at the school and she sees a new student come in and make friends and she suddenly sees a group of five girls who are close friends and run off or get into mischief together?
You're telling me this woman lived through two generations of Guardians and was nearby enough to know them and she didn't see the similarities? Didn't get flashbacks of C.H.Y.K.N. before everything fell apart while looking at W.I.T.C.H.?
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MiqoMarch Day 23 - Midnight
With their intended voyage into the void only a few days out, Arsay thought it the upmost importance that she steal her partner away to Kugane, that they might share one more fond memory together should things not turn out the way they plan in the thirteenth. It was as they crossed the very same bridge the miqo'te had once sat on together two years prior when Arsay gifted Y'shtola with a bracelet matching that of her own. A token of endearment which, Arsay confessed, she would have given to her fellow scion back then, had nerves not gotten the best of her. While their relationship has undoubtedly changed since the initial purchase of the jewellery, the sentiment remained the same. Y'shtola was someone who Arsay loved dearly and she will forever be grateful to have the seeker's life intertwined with her own. No matter where their free spirits took them, they would always hold each other in their hearts. A promise Y'shtola was more than willing to keep. She slipped the the string of beads around her wrist without a second thought. They were never to come off, not even when the two decided to delay their return to Radz-at-Han in favour of a private bath at the dead of night.
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> cat's urinary episode probably caused by stress
> both my parents left for a vacation earlier this week
> the implication that my cat got stressed out from my parents leaving
> which includes my mother, who has [redacted] me and is abusive and just Not a Nice Person
> my mother, who finds fault in litcherally everything i do for the cats. and even if i give in and do what she wants... several months later, she's complaining again
> swapped their litter several months ago to pine pellets. they've adapted nicely. their litter is fine. also doesn't track everywhere (something my mother complained about for MONTHS with their previous litter)
> my mother, unprompted: did the vet say that maybe this could be caused by their new litter?
i fucking hate her.
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you look like the person at any social event/supermarket who i am captivated by for their confidence and style but would never go up to and bother about it
my dream is to be that mesmerising attractive person u cross paths with but dont rly talk to and then you spend the next few weeks thinking abt them and the things you couldve said
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so my dorm puts up giant posters each month listing everyone's birthdays and it's super cool and sweet but unfortunately for the second year in a row they had my deadname on their spreadsheet (despite every other database having the correct name smh my head).
but. my best friend. happened to be walking through the commons at like midnight right when they went up and she noticed it and texted one of the freshmen who made the poster and the two of them apparently enacted some fucking ridiculous MISSION to fix this shit.
as in. they had a Tub Of Whiteout. they broke out the original paints from the poster. they did multiple layers to make sure only my real name was visible. they added hearts around my name and the WHOLE POSTER to make it look less noticeable. they added pieces of paper to the back of it in case you walked under it at the right angle and could see the faintest shadow of the deadname. at MIDNIGHT. they spent an HOUR on this. all so that no one else would see it and apparently especially so i wouldn't have to see it. they also sent multiple emails to different ppl who could possibly be in charge of changing the name on future lists so it hopefully won't be a problem again.
when i tell you i almost cried my fucking eyes out when i heard about this. holy shit guys.
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It's pretty insane that saying that arwen could have been done so much better is met with such disdain. And the way I'm seen as an Arthur stan or Gwen hater by saying that. I'm literally saying the both of them deserved better..?
Gwen (and Arthur let's be completely real here) was a victim of a show that was chronically inconsistent in their characterizations of people. She suffered (as Arthur did) from a story line that I'm sorry is just really bad. And you can still love Gwen and Arthur from legend. But I can still say this interpretation falls short in showing the growth of their relationship in a way that feels real and not just .. necessary.
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It's so funny to me how Calliope observed Juliette long enough to figure out she's a vampire but somehow missed all of her pining for her
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it is so utterly insane to me the way i've had this like fundamental shift in my personality since i started therapy, started medication, and graduated college. i used to be so shy and quiet and awkward. it used to take me years of everyday interaction to begin to feel any sense of real friendship with anyone, and the idea of public speaking or small talk with strangers etc was enough to have me trembling and shaking
and now like. i'm doing public speaking. i'm doing small talk with strangers. at michaels i'm actually having conversations with customers whenever the mood hits because i like actually enjoy talking to people now? even if it's just small talk it's just nice to like, have a nice friendly conversation? if i need to confront someone now, for whatever reason, whether it's to ask a question or to politely ask them not to do something, nowadays i can actually do it, instead of being the living epitome of the coward end of the "he asked for no pickles" meme. now I'M the person saying "he asked for no pickles." i'm the one that my more shy coworkers turn to when the time comes. I'M the person being shoved at the shy coworkers to chat them up and get them to be more outgoing. I'M the one guiding the conversation asking questions and keeping people talking trying to get them to open up. literally never imagined myself like this
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