#which is a tough pick because i love enlightenment

[companion-showdown]

Which villain would you most like to see as a companion?

TOURNAMENT MASTERPOST

[tarotofhope]

PAC: ✿ Your couple archetype as Plant & Animal Spirit ✿

(Please Read My Pinned post *IMPORTANT NOTE* before selecting a Pile)

NOTE: This reading is applicable for all kinds of romantic relationships, also whether you're asking for a current/future partner. You have to decide by yourself which one you are and which one is/could be your person. I'll just be mentioning Person A and Person B.

Pick an Image by meditating and selecting the image you feel called to. You can be attracted towards more than 1 image. If you are not able to select maybe this reading isn't for you.

Pile 1

Person A - Starfish and Eucalyptus

Welcome to your reading Pile 1.

This person is very tough, personally and spiritually. This person has heightened senses and they will use this quality for their personal growth and clarity. I can see major earth, fire and water sign traits. This person can empathize well with people and they are also known for regeneration and renewal just like the starfish because the starfish can regenerate its arms by itself. By this, I mean to say that they can survive a sudden downfall in life or can handle huge hardships much better than others and they've gone through many serious hardships as well. They might be very young and successful too because they are very ambitious and a go-getter. They know how to take as well as create opportunities. They have great entrepreneurship qualities, could be doing a family business or self employed. Their height could be average or short. They are very pure and sacred. Like the Eucalyptus tree, they are very abundant, protective and strong. I love how Eucalyptus and the Starfish qualities are going hand in hand.

Person B - Unicorn and Pomegranate

Unicorns represent other worldliness, tranquility, healing powers, purity, innocence and grace. This person is very unique, they do their own thing. They might be very spiritual and calm. They don't like conflicts. They could be into any healing professions such as Reiki, crystal healing, therapy, yoga, counselling, tarot, white magic, etc.. They are someone who use the above mentioned qualities to enlighten the masses. Something is very magical, different and rare about them, either the way they look or present themselves or their approach to life. This person is very complex and full of surprises, could be witty and funny as well. This person has heavy water and air sign traits. This personal could change their hair color very much, or they change their overall style of looks and fashion every now and then. They could have average to tall height. They look very beautiful, graceful and enchanting. They could also have very beautiful hair. They look dreamy and could have very beautiful eyes. The pomegranate represents fertility, life, regeneration and marriage. This person is very passionate, fertile as well as very spiritually abundant, they could also be religious.

Connection of Person A & B

They both value spirituality equally. Person A could teach person B to persevere. Person B could ease Person A's mind by their wit and charm. Person A is a bit serious and B is more chill. They both can become a power couple. They respect each other's uniqueness and boundaries. Person A could be very protective of Person B. They would always help Person B.

This was all I got for you, my dear Pile 1.

Love, light, hope and peace to you..🌺🌻🌼

Pile 2

Person A - Caterpillar and Hawthorn

Welcome to your reading Pile 2.

This person does not look introverted from the outside but is someone who likes solitude most of the times. They are people who are tough and strong. They have a logical approach towards life and just like the caterpillar, they can break through/find their way out of any difficult circumstances. They might look fragile but are not because finally they are meant to transform into a butterfly. They can easily cut out toxic people from their life and can leave toxic situations behind for their own sake. They are not the ones to sit back and see their life unfolding before their eyes but the ones to come forward and take charge. They have good problem solving skills and they also like abstract concepts. They also seem very airy and fiery to me. They are very multi-talented and prosperous. They are very fertile and fiercely protective of their loved ones because hawthorn represents fertility and protection.

Person B - Moth and Maple

This person is full of wisdom and inner strength. They life is full of massive changes and transformations. They know that change is inevitable so they are not afraid when their life turns upside down. Like moths, they might appear dull or have dark feminine/dark masculine characteristics. They might have sharp features to their face or dark hair. Just like moths are attracted to light, they might be attracted towards beauty. Now, for every person it would be different, some are attracted to outer beauty while some are attracted to inner beauty while some, both. They are also someone who always look tired, has a lot of burden/responsibility on their shoulders because their whole life seems to go on non-stop and whatever they are doing, there's not much relaxation in it. They could also be interested in astrology and spirituality with the maple tree here and there are full of knowledge and wisdom. They are into deep conversations and don't like small talk. Very scorpionic/plutonian energy. They might also be very picky/choosy with people.

Connection of Person A & B

They would definitely be a power couple because they have the same outlook towards 'Change.' They, together would stand so strong like pillars with each other when things are bad. They would inculcate same values in their offsprings if they marry. You both could meet at workplace or you both are into the same line of work. You guys are made out of the same fabric. It is just that one has more experience than the other one(could also be superior-subordinate at work).

This was all I got for you, my dear Pile 2.

Love, light, hope and peace to you..🌺🌻🌼

Pile 3

Person A - Bear and Cactus

Welcome to your reading Pile 3.

This person is very resourceful but they could also be lazy. I'm also getting that they work out a lot and have build a lot of muscles, they have good physical strength. They could also have broad shoulders and broad chest area. From the outside, they might appear very rough and tough, but from the inside they are like a cuddly soft teddy bear. They might give the best hugs. They are very soft from the inside, might be actually very emotional too. They are also very protective of their loved ones and they stand like a protective shield for their own people and belongings. Nobody would want to mess with them. They might also have a lot of wisdom and experience. Major Taurus, Leo, Capricorn, Gemini, Libra and Pisces energy. They are known for their courage, confidence and leadership qualities. They are very practical and can come up with good solutions to problems. They might also like good food. With the cactus here, again(I need not say much), they are known for their strength, protectiveness, resilience, perseverance and endurance. Just like the Cactus, they have a strong and tough outer appearance but are soft from the inside. Their appearance might intimidate a lot of people and so people might be afraid to strike up a conversation with them.

Person B - Squirrel and Gulmohar

This person is known for its adaptability, resourcefulness, playfulness and organisational abilities. They are very clever and smart. They know all the tricks of the trade. Their movements could be very quick and fast just like the squirrel. They could also be very mischievous. They have a great foresight and it's not easy to get a hold of them. They are very active and can't get themselves to be at one place all the time. They are always doing some or the other thing, a busy bee. They like variety in life. They don't like to be boring or get bored, so they are always surrounded by people who match their craze. They like excitement, fun and travelling. Major Libra, Gemini, Virgo, Sagittarius energy. They could also have a great sense of humour or their humour is broken. Their physique could be petite and small but that is just a facade, don't go on their looks, they can build or bring an whole empire down with that little body. I'm also getting a cat's energy here. So much similarity. Like the gulmohar, they are very vibrant and are known for their beauty and grace.

Connection of Person A & B

Both are quite similar in resourcefulness but also quite the opposite otherwise. One is funny and the other one is serious. Tall-short couple or it could be that one is plump and the other one is skinny. Person A could be very protective of Person B. Person B will bring a lot of fun and adventure in Person A's life. Person A will show Person B that being at home can also be good too, cozy and warm. They bring different things to the table so they'll have to adjust with one another. They might have arguments sometimes but they need to look at the bright side of their relationship.

This was all I got for you, my dear Pile 3.

Love, light, hope and peace to you..🌺🌻🌼

Pile 4

Person A - Crow and Lavender

Welcome to your reading Pile 4.

This person is so clever and witchy. They always keep a poker face/resting b**** face. They might be into astrology, tarot, witchcraft, wicca, paganism and spirituality, could also be their main profession. They could also be into healing professions such as Reiki, therapy, counselling, crystal healing, etc.. They have very unique or different(different from their community) firm beliefs and a standoffish personality. People might consider them weird or awkward so this person A is misunderstood a lot. They might have heavy Gemini, Aquarius, Pisces, Scorpio, 8th House/12th House placements. They appear intimidating to some people while very intriguing to others. They have this mysterious aura around them. So much goth vibes. They are into dark humor. They could also be a bit closed off or very picky or choosy. They have this huge contrast in their personality such as they could be very secretive, shy or quiet but could also be very talkative with people close to them or they can take a stand for themselves and others. They can communicate their emotions very well. They are a good blend of logic and emotions. The crow is also associated with the third eye and crown chakra, so these people have great wisdom and intuition and can work as a spiritual medium such as a tarot card reader, shaman, tantrik, exorcist etc. They can either use their speech for enlightenment or manipulation. Lavender represents innocence, silence, purity, devotion, peace and calmness. They remain calm unless they're provoked. Purple color of lavender also represents the third eye chakra.

Person B - Sparrow and Eucalyptus

Person B This person is very positive and cheerful, very hard working, but at the same time also very chill. They know how to relax even in a busy schedule. They are very community oriented people because sparrows work in their community and they live in harmony with each other and are very social. They are a symbol of good luck, hope, joy and harmony. They could also be very funny and talkative. These people have this good blend of fire, air and earth signs. They are very sociable as well as reliable. They could have a sweet speech or could be good singers. They might also be a musician or like to play instruments. They are like a good luck charm for many people. They might also be very extroverted and sturdy. They don't give up on things easily. They are hopeful, productive and goal-oriented, very materialistic but very kind and helpful. They might even offer good advice to people. Like the eucalyptus tree, they are very strong, protective and abundant as well. They are a go getter and also strive hard to get things done. They might also like travelling a lot. Their career could be related to travel and tourism.

Connection of Person A & B

You guys are like earth and water, different from each other but you both compliment each other, you need each other. Person B could be mesmerized by Person A's mysterious aura, intuition and uniqueness. Person A could love how funny, community oriented, hard working, kind and traditional Person B is. There is a mutual respect for each other's talents and gifts. You guys balance each other well.

This was all I got for you, my dear Pile 4.

Love, light, hope and peace to you..🌺🌻🌼

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[sweetly-yours-and-mine]

Could I request a little ‘A got roped into a blind date by their friends. They don't want a new relationship and plan to make themselves as unlikeable as possible to dissuade any further possible setups. All of that goes through the window when they see how gorgeous B is.’ with Santi as person A

(if you get this twice I’m sorry I can’t remember if I sent this irl or not because I saw the post when I was hazy and delusional at 2 AM)

Pairing: Santiago Garcia x Reader

Word Count: 912

A/N: Just opened up my askbox for some requests! First time writing for Santi, very very excited about this one! (And don't worry ab requesting twice, hun! It was a very inspiring prompt)

Warnings: fluff, santi thinks he's unlovable, a bit angsty ig?, frankie morales is a good bro, poorly edited (author has BDE)

Santiago really didn’t do the whole dating thing. 

The flowers and the small-talk and the footsies over cheese-stuffed appetisers. 

He had a long-term relationship with running away, that strange, filtered aeroplane air making him feel closer to home than any of his mother’s cooking could ever hope to do. 

Better put, he wasn’t relationship material. 

It wasn’t a deliberate choice from his end. 

It sort of just…happened. 

Life had morphed Santiago into the jagged, crooked, ugly thing that he was now. 

In all of his attempts (three) at the real thing, all his tries at the dart board called love, it usually always ended in the same fashion. He’d take her to meet his friends, she’d realise sooner than later that she’d drawn the losing hand out of the four of them, and it was downhill from there. 

One of them had been kind enough even to enlighten him to exactly what he lacked. 

You just need to be more…Frankie, Santi. 

Though it hurt, it was good to get out in the open like that. The plain, mumpy truth, in all its glory: 

Santiago wasn’t relationship material because of the amount of ‘Frankie-ness’ that was lacking in his blood and DNA, because he was the losing hand, the cracked skipping stone in the middle of a torrential river on the way to the safety of land and love, true love. 

And so, in what would be considered a sociologist’s dream case study, Santiago did what he did best, self-fulfilled then self-destructed. 

He was the intermediary for girls before they managed to find their Frankie, Benny, Will. 

It was a tough truth to chew, left a bitter taste in his mouth, that he’d only been created for people to recognize their self-worth and move on. There was a disagreeable insinuation behind it, if he thought about it too long. 

Which was precisely why he didn’t. 

And he ran away instead when things got too hard, too painful. Like a thumbtack in the heel of his foot. 

But Frankie on the other hand, Frankie thought about it long and hard. Too hard and too long, no matter how often Santiago told him to quit it. 

From his seat behind the driver’s wheel, Frankie was able to watch everything with a keen, honed eye, his two ears moving back and forth like a great-horned owl’s. 

And nothing was able to go past Frankie’s eyes without him picking it up and giving it a thorough inspection.

Which is why Frankie's been adamant about it. A real pain in the ass. 

Santiago was the bachelor of the group now. The only single one left. 

And Frankie was set on changing that. 

No matter how much Santiago protested. 

Will and Benny gave in to Santiago’s reality with a simple nod, the former’s eyes sad and sombre, the latter’s teasing a little light-hearted and half-hearted. 

But Frankie and him had the strongest bond he’s ever experienced. Saving a guy’s life a couple times does that to you. 

Santiago knows, if anything, that whatever happens in this god-forsaken world, that Frankie will always be his rock, the one constant in a world of possibilities and probabilities.

But it also meant that Frankie had some sort of gall that the others didn’t. 

And tonight, he meant to put an end to it, swiftly and surely. 

The sibling of a friend of a cousin. 

That still doesn’t mean Santiago wants to be here. 

Detached enough from them that if it all went to shit, the ripples would be minimal. Attached enough to them to make the small talk a little less small-talkey.

“You’re frowning.” 

“That’s because I’m mad, pendejo,” he grumbles back at the baseball cap. 

Frankie huffs and though he can’t see it, he hears the eye-roll. 

He feels like a petulant child, like he’s being babysat to make sure he won’t act out. 

Which is what he is precisely planning to do. 

He’ll take care of it quickly. Despite his cynical, eighty-year-old with three cats schmick he’s settling into nicely, he still has a bit of heart. And whoever the poor person was that had been roped into this will be roped out just as quickly. No harm done and Santiago’s Frankie problem fixed once and for all. 

With another huff, Frankie leans back in his seat and fixes him with beady eyes, “At least, try to be a little agreeable.” 

He only grumbles in response. 

It’s a white-and-red chequered tablecloth kind of place. Corny, romantic, candle-lit. 

Santiago was hoping he’d never have to set foot in such a place again. 

The door jingles open. 

Show-time. 

Frankie sends him another one of his glares, and Santiago sends it straight back, letting it settle on his face, deep into the grooves of it. 

There’s rolls and rolls of nervousness fading off of you. 

But you look nice-

Beautiful. 

Gorgeous. 

The air’s been swamped out of his lungs. 

This wasn’t supposed to be part of the plan. This weird, fluttering thing that’s been going on his body since he laid eyes on you. 

Santiago’s vaguely aware that you’re talking with Frankie, thanking him for arranging it all. 

And there’s a lull in the murmurs. 

He hastily gathers himself up, the angry little press of lines on his forehead all but gone. 

He scrambles for the flowers Frankie made him buy you and holds them out, swallowing thickly, “Hi, I’m Santi.” 

He hopes that this’ll make for a hell of a first-date story.

Thanks for reading, if you liked it, please consider leaving some feedback! I don't usually respond, but I obsess and re-read reblogs and comments constantly.

Masterlist here, requests here.

[fleetn-crab85]

5, 7, and/or 8 for the doctor who asks? :)

Thanks for the ask! There's a lot so I'm gonna put them under the cut:

5. Classic Who or New Who?

Oh that's a tough one, but I'm going to go with Classic Who! It's just so fun and campy I can't get enough of it!!

7. What's your favorite story from each Doctor?

Oh man... This is hard but here we go!

The Gunfighters because it's the only one I've seen (sorry)

The Mind Robber hands down

The Three Doctor because I ADORE Two and Three's dynamic

Robot because it was the first doctor who episode I remember watching!

Enlightenment. I love Turlough and the story is fantastic

The Two Doctors because I'm really not a big fan of Six, but I am a fan of two and Jamie :]

The Greatest Show in The Galaxy

The TV Movie because that's all I've seen him in (sorry again)

Dalek because of the iconic line

Midnight because it's terrifying in a good way

The Crimson Horror

The Witch's Familiar because I really love Missy and Clara in that episode!!

Kerblam!

The Giggle because who doesn't love a good campy music number?

The Church on Ruby Road because that's all we have of them now

8. Do you think any creatures have been overused? If so, which ones?

This may be basic, but I'd really like a story without Cybermen or Daleks. I mean yes, they're the villains of the series. BUT CLASSIC WHO HAS SO MANY VILLAINS YOU CAN PULL FROM!! I just feel like they're an escape option for Doctor Who writers who don't know what to do. I may also be biased by the sheer amount of Classic Who I've been consuming the past couple of months but hey, please pick another monster!

[bubblesandgutz]

Every Record I Own - Day 769: Lungfish Pass & Stow

If I were to introduce Lungfish to an uninitiated party, I'm not entirely sure which record I would recommend to them. Maybe this person would gravitate more towards the Revolution Summer vibes of Talking Songs For Walking and Rainbows From Atoms, maybe they'd like the more deconstructed and sparse approach of mid-era albums like Indivisible and Artificial Horizon, or maybe they'd like the austere shamanistic rock of Love Is Love and Feral Hymns? There would be a lot of good potential entry points, but I wouldn't pick Pass & Stow.

This isn't because Pass & Stow isn't a great record. I love Pass & Stow. But it belongs in that first era of Lungfish with John Chriest on bass where they still sound like kins of Fugazi. And while I love their particular spin on post-hardcore on these early records, Pass & Stow is nearly an hour long, and you get a more streamlined approach on the two preceding records.

Yes, it's tough to pick a favorite Lungfish album. But picking a favorite Lungfish song? That's easy.

Nestled at the back of side 2 of Pass & Stow is "The Evidence." In some ways, "The Evidence" feels like the point where Lungfish found their new guiding principle. Featuring little more than a repeating four-note melody on guitar, Daniel Higgs' strange ramblings, and the faint roar of feedback in the background, it barely feels like a complete song and was likely relegated to the backend of the album so as to not lose the overall momentum of the record. But for me, "The Evidence" is the most compelling song in the band's canon. There is power in the repetition and depth in the melodic simplicity, and Higgs' lyrics encapsulate everything I love about Higgs---they're vague and riddle-like, but they also convey a kind of all-encompassing cosmic wisdom where you feel like if you just keep cycling through the lines you'll eventually hit some point of grand enlightenment.

It feels like a bit of an experiment for the band, but it also feels like it opened the door to an even more reductive approach for Lungfish as they moved forward.

Pass & Stow is full of great songs, but "The Evidence" overshadows all of them.

[norbezjones]

3rd day of  the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!`

Here's today's question:

Pick a gemstone to represent your character. Why that gemstone?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my upcoming game Romance The Backrooms; you can read that under the cut!  This is going to be a tough one for me because I don't know much about gemstones on the top of my head, but hey, that's what the internet is for!

Carla (aka the main character) would be rose quartz--that stone is said to make a person more able to accept love when it comes, and that's basically what the game provides for her! C:

Kalcal would be morganite, because it's considered the heart stone, and Kalcal definitely thinks with his heart before his head.

Glarence would be bloodstone, which is supposed to help release anger, and that's what Glarence's arc is!

Uri would be lapis lazuli, because that stone represents wisdom & enlightenment.

Zenobos would be moissanite, because that gem symbolizes untapped potential.  Zenobos has a lot of potential to be strong, he just doesn't know it yet!

Adiel would be agate, no question.  They stand for strength, courage, and balance.  And those are all things Adiel strives for every day.

I also made sure to chose stones that also symbolize love & romance in some way. ;3

[briasfreespace]

So, Hey!

My name is Bria and this is my blog, Bria´s Free Space.

I already have an introduction on my page, so yall can just look at that to get to know me first. What I will do, instead, is talk about my journey to this blog, and you can decide whether to stay or not.

I am 21, about to turn 22 this Sept 6th. I have loved to write since I was little. Pretty much every day of my life, I have something new to share and reconsider. Sometimes, I tell other people, and other days I keep it to myself and write it in some journal. Whether that is in a cooking recipe or herbal remedies journal or a creative journal for my projects. However, most of the time I write in a spiritual journal where I do a lot of my shadow work.

I am currently in a transitioning space, I will call myself a creative in flux. I am learning the importance of self-promotion and not hiding all of my efforts. Social Media somewhat stresses me out because I feel I become obsessive. The constant scrolling can be addictive. However, I am on Instagram now and have been enjoying posting more. I am trying to build a brand for myself. So, as I grow and receive more recognition, no one can take my place and do it for me. I like complete control over my presentation, no matter how sloppy or proper I may be.

Right now, I am super unemployed and super afraid of the future. But I believe in the power of putting yourself out there and figuring it out as you go. Thinking too much about it is the whole suffering thing. When you can finally remove yourself from your desires and focus solely on your needs, I believe your suffering lessens. In the same way, your body tells you it's hungry, your mind tells you it needs input, your soul will tell you to be still. I have heard that a lot this year. Be Still. Be Still. Be Still. I am not so great at that. So, I had a lot of start, fail, start, fail, start, and fail. It has been tough picking myself up every time, so this last month I accepted stillness. I was tired of the bruises, bumps, and cuts, so, I gave it a try. That's when this idea came to me. People are always telling me to start a youtube channel, and that blogging might be the path, or podcasting. That is not what I want to do at all. I want to be a serious writer, a serious filmmaker, a serious creative. What business do I have trying to write about my opinion all the time? But, what business do I have being so serious all the time? So, here we are. We are writing on Tumblr and building a blog.

I am excited about what is to come. Maybe I can be paid for this or bring some recognition to my other creative work. Or, I can work through my shit and help someone else out too. I have so many desires that I forget to take it all one step at a time. That's what I am doing now. So, on this blog, I will express my anger, my sadness, and my frustration -and lord knows there will be a lot of that- and most important, my joy. Also, I will share the things that intrigue me and give me guidance. I find that people listen to me when I speak, so maybe that means something.

All I know is that I want ¨Bria´s Free Space¨ to be a safe space to process and understand rage, which I have a lot of. I also want this to be a space where you can feel enlightened and moved. I want you to release the weight off yourself for being a human, whether you are a confused creator with a lack of direction, or a person working a 9-to-5 needing guidance in their everyday endeavors because I have been that too. The dating advice will be sparse, cause dating is a ´mood´ thing. Sometimes I just ¨enjoy¨ playing in people´s faces. Otherwise, I am young but I have lived. I have so many stories, experiences, and thoughts about life. I have a lot to share, maybe this is where I´ll do it.

So, I hope you made it to the end and got to know my reasons for starting this blog. I hope you stick around and follow my page. I´m a great time🥳.

Signing off,

B, the Virgo.

[sxltedcxramel]

Lover’s Quarrel

c!techno x gn!reader

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: ̗̀➛ Summary:  You and Technoblade have been friends for decades, always by each other’s side you two faught alongside each other. That was once in a lifetime, and should never happen again. Unfortunately life doesn’t play out that way and you happen to need him one more time... or maybe they’ll be a change in plans?

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 1515

: ̗̀➛ Chapters: 1/1

: ̗̀➛ Tag(s): No beta reader we die like ghostbur, c!techno, gn!reader, immortal reader x immortal techno, angel!reader, god!techno, angst, friends to enemies to friends, complicated ik

: ̗̀➛ Warnings: slight cursing, mentions of torture and death

: ̗̀➛ Taglist: Here

: ̗̀➛ Link(s): Ao3

: ̗̀➛ Notes: *screams into oblivion* one this is all platonic I didn’t specify 😓 two I barely survived the writers drought (no friken inspiration) but I bring to you my first c!dsmp x reader fic (please be kind I tried-) basically this taks place in really old times and not modern considering how its writter like I just finished reading shakesphere although the idea came while listening to classical music so that it how you will. Also this isn’t edited so my bad if theres mistakes-

The room was dimly lit with candles and the r oaring fire that burned passionately at the fireplace. White tiles were plastered with gold diamonds, the shade almost as if it was antique jewelry, Old but could tell an amazing story. The colour completing the beige-coloured room

You waited patiently, cross-legged glaring at the clock that ticked every second or so. 10 minutes you thought to yourself while you grind your teeth. That man seemed to be early only when it was for his own convenience, how distasteful.

Just as you finished that thought you saw the dark oak wood door being pushed open. A man walks in, he wears a white loosely fitted blouse, with bishop sleeves which was decorated with frilly fabrics. Along with death-black dress pants that were worn up to the waist. His face where his mask usually is is replaced with glasses and the man's delicate bubblegum pink hair is loosely braided and thrown on the right side of his shoulder.

“Your late” you glare crossing your arms

He let out a sigh “Well pardon me for taking a while to get ready, It's almost like you didn’t come here unannounced” he spoke sarcastically.

He walked over to the glass tray and picked up a small glass cup with a gold ring around it and poured himself a drink. He eyes you “Would you care for a drink y/n?”

“I don’t drink”

He shrugs “Suit yourself”

“Technoblade, I didn't come here for idle chatter.”

He arched his eyebrow slightly “Oh?” Techno placed his cup down “Pray do tell, what exactly did you come here for?” You watched him walk to the other side of the room as he said that.

“I-“ you could even finish before being rudely interrupted by a rustling noise. You watched as your patience grew thinner by the minute he took out a black vinyl disc and placed it on a wooden box making sure the oin was adjusted well. A soft tune of the piano came out of the music player.

“Would you care for a dance?” He holds out his hand, you stare at it contemplating whether you should grab his hands, you really shouldn't, you didn’t want to play his games, you wanted what you came for, but then again it would harm a dance. Or course your brain chose the latter considering how you delicately placed your hand in his letting him place his hand on your waist the the other on your shoulder. He lead the way,(just like he always does)

“Apologies for interrupting music helps me think.” He spoke as he spun you around the floor “They calm the voices” . You knew all about the voices, how much they love to chant and clog his brain with different variations of thoughts, perks of being his ex-partner you suppose. But you watched as he hid a smirk, you guess he’s just telling only half the truth. You roll your eyes

“You can finish”

“Wouldn’t you mean start idiot” you snap

“Meh”

You clicked your tongue in annoyance, his inability to ever grasp the mood of the situation was flawless. It seemed as if he never cared about the other person's feelings, unless you were the god of death you were out of luck for a serious conversation. You’ve dealt with that for decades

You could remember once in a lifetime the two of you were partners, fast and precise that's how the job went. The blood god and the angel of destruction are an amazing duo. You remember when the two of you used to watch as people begged on their knees for their life or perhaps a mercy kill. Watching as your foes tried to retreat to their bases only for their pitiful lives to end in such a disgraceful manner. At the end of the day the two of you stood in the battlefield side by side knowing the world could shake in fear knowing you two were alive

And you loved it like that desire to make people fear you brought giddiness to your body and enlightened your world. You wanted one thing and it was to get revenge.

Revenge on all who did you wrong from your youth up, and now you were strong enough to bring it tenfold.

Everything was fine, It wasn’t until one day the two of you had sat down for a cup of tea like you usually did on Thursday evenings. He told you he wanted to retire, he was done with the killings and the torture.

He was finally putting down the title ‘Blood god’

At first you thought it was a joke but then you saw his eyes and they were as serious as he could ever be, anger rose up in you unable to process the statement.

How could he leave you like this, he promised to be by your side when no one else would.

A liar that's would your made him out to be

A slap to the cheek was all you left him that day

Now here you were decades later, hand in hand dancing to the sounds of the instruments harmonizing becoming one just the way you two were.

He spun you around gracefully on the tiled floor, there's something about dancing in an empty room that makes you feel weird inside. What was this feeling? Him making you feel weak in the knees, perhaps it was the fact the last time you did this it was when you two were young and reckless. He always seemed to know how to brighten your life,even to the point the friendship you two had was envied amongst the other gods.

He twirled you across the room dipping you slightly “Cat caught your tongue”

You rolled your eyes “As if”

You saw outside the glass panes, the sky was painted a blood orange mixed with lavender purples and hints of blue. The sun slowly sets,bringing the nightfall.

You chuckle to yourself, how romantic of the sky to show such a sight for people who would die before dating each other.

You turn your gaze to the god “I need you one last time” you say cutting to the chase

Technoblade glared at you “I already told you I’m retired, don’t be so stubborn”

“I’m not, your being selfish putting your needs before anyone else's”

He snorts “Isn’t that what you're doing y/n? Or am I reading the situation wrong?” He says sarcastically “Plus I thought you made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with me, or was that slap something you did on impulse and you couldn’t face me after?”

You grind your teeth “It was not, and why are you making it seem like you're the victim? You're the one who wanted to leave me!” You snapped

He took his hands away from you and pinched the bridge of his nose “See, this is why we cannot have a conversation. You always jump to conclusions” he growls

“I do not!”

“You do! I never intended to leave your side, only retiring. Is it so bad I wanted to stop killing and do something better with my life, and here I thought you’d be happy with it.”

You stared at him shocked, “I..”

Was he right? You were known to act on impulse which did cause problems in the long run but he’d be there to be by your side every time. But yet, you couldn’t fathom the thought of him leaving his life behind to start a new one. Why? You weren’t sure.

Techno sighed “You act so tough when actually you're broken inside. The thing is you weren’t mad at me for retirement, you were mad that things were changing. You're scared of change because you don’t know where you’ll fall between it all.”

The piano falls into a soft handsomely rhythm

The violinist quietly drag their bows delicately

You cast your eyes aside, you couldn’t argue with the truth. You swallow hard fighting back the tears. You couldn’t fathom the amount of times you’ve been in the wrong or how much you’ve hurt him

Stupid

Stupidstupidstu-

A hand is placed on you head

“You think too much, stop that”

“I’m sorry”

“For overthinking or for being impulsive” he questions

“Both” you whisper keeping your eyes on the floor

“And?”

You huffed “You were right about everything”

He grinned showing his pearly whites “I’m sorry what was that? I couldn’t hear you?”

You laughed slightly making your worries go away for the time being “You asshole, get your head out of the skies as if I’m repeating that again”

He chuckles shrugging “Worth a try”

“So, let's get something straight. I’ll help you one last time then I’m forcing you to retire. Seriously you have no say so.” He eyes you “You probably need therapy too jeez”

“Fuck You I’m perfectly fine”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night” he responds ushering you out the room

“Bold of you to assume I sleep”

“Bruhh”

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[luna--reading]

[PICK A CARD] WHAT IS COMING IN FOR ME FOR JUNE 2021?

Hello lovelies~ ♡ 

I’m finally back, I’ve been taking a very long hiatus and I’m so sorry for that~ I hope you would continue to support me and my pick a card readings!

This is a pick a card reading for “What is coming in for me for June 2021”. Please do find peace if it doesn’t resonate with you~ ♡

So take a few minutes to mediate on these 3 piles:

Left to right: 1 – 3

Once you’re ready, just scroll below to find the reading that you have chosen!

You can always leave a comment or simply like the post if it resonates with you, thank you so much~ ♡♡♡

Pile 1

The Wild Offering: COMPANIONSHIP – When you fully bless and embrace your aloneness, you’re ready for the ones who are meant to be with you. May I welcome this solitude knowing it will open the way for all healthy relationships

Psychic Tarot for the Heart: MANIFEST – The Magician

Astrological: AQUARIUS

Angel Answers: WITHIN THE NEXT FEW WEEKS

Lovers Oracle: ONLY TIME WILL TELL

Tiny Tarot: 8 of Wands, 4 of Wands, Page of Cups

General outlook for June 2021:

With the Magician and the 2 of Cups, I feel like this month is all about manifestation coming into place, and I feel like this is something that you’ve been working on for the past few months. With the Manifest card as well as the Companionship card, I can’t help but feel that this month, connections are very significant in your life. I feel like you are creating this wonderful balance between yourself as well as the people around you. This also ties in with the Aquarius card which is usually tied to the 11th House. I feel like social connections are significant for you in this month. In fact, I feel like if you feel that socially, things weren’t that great for you, then darling, everything is going to come into place over the next few weeks. I strongly feel like social connections (be it romantic, platonic or familial) are very significant for this month, or in fact, over the next few weeks. This is definitely the time for you to build on those connections around you, but don’t be afraid to set healthy boundaries as well, darling!

Love outlook for June 2021:

For my singles, I feel like you’ve been in this period of isolation or just leaving the dating scene for quite some time already. And for those who are single but are dealing with someone, some kind of like a situation-ship, I feel like there has been a period of separation, or no-contact. But darling, this month, this tough cycle is coming to an end and that there would be a new beginning in regards to your love life. For those who are single (with no person of interest), I do feel that you would be meeting someone new and things might progress rather quickly for both of you this month. But it will just feel so right and it’ll make you realise that actually, that period of hermit mode wasn’t so bad after all. Because I feel that this period of hermit mode actually made you realise what is it that you truly wanted in a relationship and it only prepared you for this significant connection that the Universe had in store for you. As for those who are single (but you do have a person of interest, or are currently dealing with someone), I feel like this period of separation has led to certain enlightenment between you and that person. I do see this person wanting to come in with an offer of love and this might be especially so in terms of communication. For those who are waiting for certain communication coming in from your person, it is coming, and it will come over the next few weeks.

For those who are in a relationship, I feel that this month is definitely important for you to build on this connection with your significant other. I feel that you might be very busy balancing your other connections that you might sort of neglect your significant other and I do see that you are asked to constantly work on this partnership with them. I feel that some of you might be having certain doubts about this connection and you might feel that some time apart is needed. What I am getting from the Universe is that, you’re asked to communicate with your partner, be truthful about your own feelings. Present yourself in the rawest and most vulnerable position, darling, this person is your significant other (for some, I’m definitely getting a very strong soulmate energy), so there’s nothing to be ashamed of for you to express yourself freely. It’s going to be a roller-coaster ride, but darling, this month, it’s going to be worth it for you. I feel like through all of this expression of love, both of you would come to this realisation that you would want nobody else but your person.

Career and Finances outlook for June 2021:

Darling, honestly, I’m hearing “there’s nothing for you to worry about” when it comes to your career and finances. I see 2 scenarios here. Firstly, I feel like if you’ve been very obsessively thinking about a current financial situation, or obsessively worrying about this situation. There is really nothing for you to worry about when it comes to this situation because while it may seem like everything is rather bleak and dark right now, things will slowly brighten up over the next few weeks. In fact, I do feel like this worry that you have is rather unnecessary, and it’s only creating more blockages for you in regards to your career and financial situation. I do feel that partnerships are important for you as well, so why not focus on your work partnerships, instead of worrying about this future that has not yet arrive. Remember, nothing is yet set in stone, and you have the power to change your current future. As for the second scenario, I’m getting very strong Capricorn vibes, so you might be a Capricorn or have Capricorn strong in your chart. But the message that I’m getting is that you might be prone to overworking yourself, or wanting to overwork yourself this month because things might have been hard on you financially and it’s creating this anxiety within you. And darling, I feel like you’re asked to just take a break. Or in fact, the message that I’m getting is “it’s okay to take a break”. I feel like you’re asked to have that work-life balance and know that it’s okay for you to just simply have fun for this month. Everything will fall in place as it should. Don’t overwork yourself, darling!

Pile 2

The Wild Offering: POSITIVITY – If you can find even one thing to be grateful for, it will restore you to the light. Please, dear God, let me always feel gratitude for something, even a tiny thing, in even the hardest situations.

Psychic Tarot for the Heart: NURTURE – The Empress

Astrological: VIRGO

Angel Answers: BIG, HAPPY CHANGES

Lovers Oracle: Be careful for what you are projecting, for the qualities you admire in one another are qualities you both possess. Equally so, the qualities you don’t like are also your own reflection.

Tiny Tarot: Queen of Wands, The Sun, The Chariot

General outlook for June 2021:

I feel like things might not have been so great for you, in general, over the past few months. And I say it, in the sense that this kinds of feels like no matter how much you try, you just can’t seem to get out of negative situations and it acts as a vicious cycle. You just constantly get beaten down by life over the past few months. But darling, in this month, I do sense big, happy changes on its way and you are asked to be positive about your future. I know things have been hard for you and I’m not saying that I can fully understand because everyone goes through different things, but trust that this month, things are definitely changing for the better. I feel like whatever that you have been giving to the Universe, you will be receiving them back. So, why not try to present a positive outlook, and to raise your vibrations so that the Universe can match these vibrations and to give back this energy to you as well. I do feel with the Virgo card, that you might be a Virgo, or could be dealing with one, or someone who is a Virgo would be very significant for you this month. But what I’m getting is also this sense of discipline, very much tied in with the 6th House, it’s important for you to change your mindset and to set out this routine for yourself so that you are ready to receive all of this abundance that is coming in for you. Darling, mindset is very important, so please remain positive and you’ll start to see these changes coming in for you!

Love outlook for June 2021:

For my singles, I feel that there is going to be someone new coming in for you this month. And I do sense that this is someone that you already know. This doesn’t necessarily have to be an ex, or someone that you are currently dealing with. But what I’m getting is that this is someone who is working on things with you, on a very slow pace. You could be dealing with a Virgo or someone with strong Virgo in their chart. But I’m getting that this person is someone who is sort of a perfectionist and they want to make sure that everything is perfect before they bring things to a higher level as time goes by. This is why I feel that this is someone who is in your immediate circle, trying to set things right first before moving things along. As for those who are single but currently dealing with someone, one message (for a specific someone, I don’t know who has to hear this, but this is for you) is that someone has been trying to change you. I feel like this person feels that they are trying to bring you to your best capabilities but darling, you don’t have to change for anyone, if you don’t want to. I feel like deep down, this person might be insecure about themselves which is why, in the name of love, they try to change you to become “better” but I see that you know exactly where you stand, and please, don’t change yourself if you don’t want to. I see that you are that confident and powerful individual and this person will start to realise that their insecurities got the better of them. As for others, I feel that the dynamics might have change between the both of you and you are feeling a little confused as to why things have changed the way that it has. I do see that you are asked to reflect on your actions and to work on this partnership, if you would want to. It’s going to take some time to let this situation return to the way it was, but I do feel that this time round, it would be way more solid and stable than it was used to. Transformation is needed in this situation, so please don’t be afraid of this change!

For those in a relationship, I see that there might be a new level of commitment coming in for you, for some, this can be a proposal, or moving in, or even marriage. I feel like in the midst of this shift from one state of commitment to another, there might be some dilemma and conflict. But darling, I do see that you are asked to not be afraid of this conflict but to face them directly. Be truthful but be loving with your partner as well. I feel like through this conflict, or whatever that is coming in between the both of you, you would start to see new things and new perspective that you’ve not seen before. And for those who are in a separation with your partner, I do see big, happy changes on its way for this connection, and that is only if you want this reconciliation to take place. Remember, you are in power and if you don’t want this reconciliation, do take yourself into consideration and say no. But for those who want this reconciliation, I do feel that it is important for you to be truthful to not only your partner but yourself, as to why this ending would take place. Only then, can you both welcome this new beginning!

Career and Finances outlook for June 2021:

I feel like for this month, your hard work will be paying off and for those who are waiting to hear good news in regards to your job, it is coming! This can come in the form of a pay raise, a new job offer, a promotion and I do see travel involved in regards to this job for some of you. I feel like this is something that you’ve been waiting to hear as well and darling, I just see you feeling very completed within your career and finances. So, I feel like if things are not going smoothly for you in regards to your career, you are asked to continue working hard. Your effort will be paying off and big, happy changes are definitely on its way. I feel like for some of you, this is not going to happen immediately for this month, but it’s going to take a few months (especially during the next Virgo – Libra season) but this is going to be so worth it for you. So please, don’t give up now, darling!

Pile 3

The Wild Offering: ENJOYMENT – Striving and pushing makes life into endless hard work. The more you’re inviting Love to take over, the more enjoyment comes. Allow me to enjoy this life, dear Lord!

Psychic Tarot for the Heart: CONTROL – Strength

Astrological: SOL

Angel Answers: WITHIN THE NEXT FEW MONTHS

Lovers Oracle: TIME – You are trying too hard. Give it time.

Tiny Tarot: The Empress, Death, The Lovers

General outlook for June 2021:

I feel like for this month, you are asked to heal. Heal from your past wounds, past traumas, past hurts. I feel like a very strong message for you for this month is to “take a break”. Please take a break, darling, and please know that you deserve this break. I feel like with both the Star and the 4 of Swords, these 2 cards speak of inaction. To me, I see the Star as you taking a step back, retreating into the back scene and simply healing. And that’s what the 4 of Swords is all about, rest. I feel like you’ve been working too hard to want to fulfil something in your life, and you need to give it some time for this to come into fruition. So, why not take a break while the Universe works things in your favour. It’s time for you to enjoy life, darling. And honestly, I feel like this takes a lot of courage and strength to even try to take a break. In our current society, I feel like people might judge you for simply not doing anything but really, that’s all they see on the surface. Do they see the shadow work that you’re doing behind the scenes, or you simply trying to piece yourself back together after being torn apart repeatedly while trying to achieve your goals? No, they don’t. And you might feel fearful to even stop because you are afraid that you would be left behind. But darling, your goals are different from their goals. Everyone has a different set of goals that they have to achieve, so why do you want to be the same as others. Please, take a break and learn to enjoy life. Spend some time with your family, friends, your significant other and even your children or your pets. You need to take a break before you can move on to the next stage of your life.

Love outlook for June 2021:

For my singles, I feel like there has been something that you are holding on very tightly to. And this can refer to something that has already ended but you refused to let it go. Or this can also refer to something that you know should end but you just refused to move on. Whatever it is, this ending has to happen and this ending will happen whether you like it or not. But one thing about endings is that, endings can only bring about new beginnings and that is something that I like about Death. Honestly, I feel like this card when presented itself, is here to serve as a reminder that there are some things that we are holding on too tightly and that it’s causing a lot of decay and destruction in our lives. And darling, I feel like only by accepting this ending, can you then bring about a new beginning. And this new beginning will come. For those who are single (and not dealing with anyone), I feel like as soon as you let these past hurts go, as soon as you gain that strength and courage to move on from your past, this new person will come in and they will come in fast. I feel like it’s going to catch you by surprise, but it will be a pleasant surprise. And in fact, I feel like this new person could be a strong soulmate connection as well. As for those who are single (and dealing with someone), I feel like this can really go both ways – either this connection ends and a new person comes in, or as you start to put in the work on yourself, you welcome a new beginning within this connection. And this really depends on how things play out between the both of you within the month. But I do see promising beginnings coming in for all my singles out there over the next few months.

For those in a relationship, I feel like you have been holding on too tightly to something. This can be a past mistake, or a past hurt. I feel like some things were not addressed clearly and it has created this burden within you (or your partner, take as it resonates). And I feel like as time passes by, this feeling only accumulates further and it’s weighing heavily on your (or your person’s) mind. I do see that you are asked to let things go, but do things slowly. It’s not going to happen overnight. Because unlike the Tower, while Death brings about sudden endings, these endings don’t happen overnight. This kinds of ties in with the idea that due to these accumulations of heavy emotions, things are slowly decaying within this connection. But let go of these heavy feelings (if it’s you) and if it’s your partner, try to talk things out with them, truthfully but lovingly. I feel like you are asked to make a decision within this month and it’s going to take a lot of strength and courage to make this decision but trust that your angels are there to protect you. So, if things really need to end between the both of you, make that decision based on what your heart wants. Your heart space will feel so much freer as time goes by. Open up your heart space and be truthful to yourself, darling!

Career and Finances outlook for June 2021:

I feel like in regards to your career and finances, a wish fulfilment is definitely on its way and I feel like this is something that you’ve been wishing for. Or in fact, you have been working on it, and this reward is coming in, in the sense of a wish fulfilment for some of you. I feel like work connections are pretty significant for you this month and in fact, for some of you, I’m getting the message that you need to balance out your work and your romantic relationships well for this month. So, maybe that is the decision that you have to make in regards to your career and romance for this month. As for others, I feel like this month, you might be seen greatly under the spotlight and this will help to bring in more opportunities for you to expand your business (for those with your own businesses) or to simply upgrade yourself within your field. I feel like opportunities are going to come in for you but it’s really up to you to reach out and to catch these opportunities. One message that I’m getting is also to be careful for what you wish for. Things may have been working out in your favour and it might seem too good to be true, but that is only because you’ve put in the hard work previously and the Universe is rewarding you for them now. So, it’s going to require hard work on your end to achieve your goals and not to simply just wish for them to come true!

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If you were to sort the Infinity Train cast(s) into the Major Arcana a la the Persona games, which Arcana would you give everyone?

anon I had SOOOOO much fun thinking about this, thank you so much for sending me this. I sorted all the major characters, plus a few other entries, based on a mix of Arcana symbolism, Persona series character archetypes, and general vibes. I came up with answers I feel pretty good about for all but four of the Arcana. (Was really tempted to say Strength is every human character who doesn't board the train because they can handle their problems on their own lol.) This is going to be a long-winded post, so I thought I’d post just the list as an image (which hopefully won’t be too blurry!) rather than wrestle with Tumblr formatting trying to make a short list, and put a big text wall under the readmore talking more about my picks.

If this list does end up illegible, the same info is under the readmore as text! Plus some characters for Magician, Strength, Justice, and Death that I didn’t want to add to the “official” list because they’re more based on headcanon. (Although my reasoning for some of the “official” picks is pretty weak lol.)

One-One as 0. The Fool

Oh my gosh, what am I?

IT is great at fleshing out character backstories and families, so One-One at the beginning of S1 is one of the few characters who really feels like a blank slate. He's got a lot of his baggage back by the end of the season, and I think One and One-One are more similar than they seem at first glance, but S1 does seem to have been very formative for One-One and how he thinks about what he's supposed to be doing and how he relates to other people. So it does kind of feel like his fool's journey.

Alrick Timmens as I. The Magician

The magician begins the journey... by beefing it on a dirt bike, dying, and sending his wife flying off the deep end. Rip.

Alrick was an engineer like Amelia, so I could see him suiting some of the themes of the Magician, like conscious thought and manifesting ideas. His apparent playfulness and insecurity are similar to the Magician characters in Persona.

Kez as II. The High Priestess

“We can’t make this decision for you, Kez.” “You know what to do.”

I thought really hard about making Kez the Magician because just like every Magician since Persona 3, she's dumb, horny, and insecure dlkjasfdkl

(and also her showing up at the start of the story arc and being helpful but also super needy is very Magician)

But the idea of "intuition" really does suit Kez. Sometimes her intuition is as bad as her conscious reasoning, but I think that's a lot because she's so confused about what happened with Jeremy, and Morgan making Kez feel like she did a bad thing by helping him.

Tuba as III. The Empress

She made me feel like I was warm all the time.

Tuba's a mom. Sorry, this one's not that deep, haha.

Simon Laurent as IV. The Emperor

Highest number! I'm the leader now.

Simon has a lot of issues, but the one that felt the most prominent to me was his unhealthy relationship with power, authority, dominance, and rules. Another quote I considered using here was what he said in Grace's memory of meeting Amelia: "I never thought I'd get to see the Conductor with my own eyes. He's perfect! Everything finally makes sense again." In his emotional crisis, he thought everything could be fixed just by the existence of a huge, scary, powerful, male authority figure, even if they weren't doing anything helpful or informative.

Atticus as V. The Hierophant

I like to think that our stones are sturdy and handsome, like the Corgis that crafted them.

Atticus is a figure of traditional authority who deeply loves the history, society, and culture of his people. He often provides spiritual wisdom and encourages Tulip to get out of her own head and engage with the world around her. Also in Persona, Hiero is the Dad Arcana so it's very funny to me (a) to make the little dog be Hiero and (b) that the little dog really does have the strongest Wholesome Dad Energy of the whole cast.

Jesse Cosay as VI. The Lovers

Don't tell me what to do. I'm not going to be a part of anything like this, on or off the train.

This was my first and easiest pick lol, Jesse is sooooo Lovers. Like, the focus on choice and personal values and relationships? Yep, that's Jesse. It works on an "actual meaning of the Arcana" level and a "vibes with the Persona characters" level lol... popular, upbeat, and having such an identity crisis.

Lake as VII. The Chariot

I'm my own person, who is getting off this train!

I don't know if Chariot captures all the ways Lake grew over the course of S2, but I feel like they had the most externally focused conflict of all the IT characters, which suits Chariot. They've been fighting to stake out their personhood from start to finish, and they took action and used their willpower to achieve that goal. Also they have at least a little jock energy which is a prereq for Chariot tbh.

Frank as VIII. Strength

I dunno, I kinda imagine him as a simple man and easily underestimated, but with a lot of heart. The Cat may say they're keeping things casual but I don't think she'd take him with her on her private vacation unless he had some kind of inner toughness that would let him stand toe-to-toe with her.

Morgan as IX. The Hermit

I need to be alone right now. Kez... maybe... we can talk later.

I like that Morgan embodies toxic self-isolation and stonewalling and rejection, but that she seems to be moving towards the positive aspects of Hermit and taking some time to calm down and process and think. I like it when characters can embody the best and worst of their Arcana.

Tulip Olsen as X. The Wheel of Fortune

We have to adapt to the changes in our lives. It's the only way things can get better.

Tulip has a lot of themes and conflicts, but this one is a clear standout as the most important. I also like it for Tulip because, while she has to handle a lot of difficult and even traumatic situations, some of the change that challenges her isn't as unambiguously bad as e.g. the death of a loved one. It really is just change itself she's struggling with, and that's Fortune babey. Also, from the perspective of the train itself and lots of other characters, by reversing Amelia and One-One's positions again and changing how One-One administrates the train, Tulip is the one giving the wheel a spin. That's fun.

Lucy as XI. Justice

One of my friends once described the Justice characters in Persona as "the ones the player character is ultimately accountable towards", and I like to think of Lucy as kind of being that for Grace (...since Hazel has excused herself). Lucy is the Apex kid we see Grace interact with the most, the first Apex kid Grace admitted to herself that she had harmed (see Grace very briefly showing distress and then regret when Jesse points the harpoons at his face and she stops him), and the first person to confront Grace when she came home in The New Apex.

Min-Gi Park as XII. The Hanged Man

I don't know if we'll sell a single album, but we'll figure that out as we go.

Min-Gi sacrifices his "realistic", "sensible" goals for a more personally (spiritually, even?) enriching life that's beyond his control and outside of the expected norm. Like the Hanged Man, who dangles foolishly upside-down, but as a deliberate choice and in a state of serenity and enlightenment. I also think this arcana suits a reading of Min-Gi's character development as starting off going slower as a way to stall and live in denial, but then going slower with deliberation. Compare his arrogant insistence on refusing to act in The Astro Queue Car to his patience and care in The Castle Car and The Train to Nowhere.

Jeremy as XIII. Death

This isn't about the death of his family - I'm thinking of his reluctance to admit his number was going down. He cared about Morgan and Kez, and it's possible both that he may have really wanted to stay with them despite his exit and that that might even have been a healthy choice - they're real ass people with feelings and everything, not holodeck characters. But I also think Jeremy was using his life with them to avoid moving on out of that fog (because it was hard and it hurt and he didn't want to think about what that would mean for him and Morgan) and Morgan was enabling him.

Ryan Akagi as XIV. Temperance

Maybe the experience is the point. I wasn't just rushing you. I was rushing myself.

I think this one speaks for itself. Also, the other quote I considered putting here, from The Art Gallery Car: "You told me I can't appreciate the song without taking in the rest of the album. I need the whole package."

The Cat as XV. The Devil

I always do the right thing.

Honestly, this is one I really wasn't sure about. The Cat isn't a great pick for a lot of the meanings of Devil. She is definitely consumed by material comforts, and the short-term rewards of ignoring her issues at a long-term cost, though. This is more of a "vibes with Persona characters with this arcana" pick... Devil characters tend to start off being somewhat exploitative or even antagonistic towards the player character, and gradually showing a more conflicted and genuine side.

Amelia Hughes as XVI. The Tower

There's a hole in the universe where Alrick used to be.

Amelia's life is defined by catastrophe and upheaval - both those she's suffered and those she's inflicted on others.

Hazel as XVII. The Star

I'm going to keep loving you like you're still here.

When I think of "The Star" as a small but inextinguishable light in the darkness, Hazel seems like the obvious choice. Although we left her deeply wounded, I think she still has a flicker of her hope, faith, and purpose.

Grace Monroe as XVIII. The Moon

But it's unfair for me to tell you how to understand yourself. I mean, I don't even fully understand me.

Grace is probably the most complex and dynamic character on the show and hence one of the most difficult to place. I considered Empress, Strength, Devil, and Judgement for her... I think ultimately, lies and illusions are the most unifying theme of her character arc. Also, from a Persona angle, her pursuit of status out of a lack of true self-worth reminds me of Ai and Mishima.

Alan Dracula as XIX. The Sun

Brought together by the majesty of a superpowered deer!

I'm sorry dkjasfklads this is largely because I thought it was funny to have this completely inexpressive dead-eyed deer as Sun akfk but also... like... it kind of works okay!!! Think about the genuine joy and comfort and positivity he brings to Lake and Jesse (and me)!

The New Apex as XX. Judgement

"Then what are we gonna be?" "Guess we'll have to figure it out?"

This is kind of a Persona mythology gag again because of Judgement being a group social link near the end of the narratives of P3 and P4, when the protagonists have pierced through the lies and actually figured out who the villain of their game is and are ready to really start making progress.

0 as XI. The World

Ah, train does it again!

It's an ending and the completion of a journey, but also the beginning of a new one. And the world is literally what the passengers receive at the end of their train journey. Welcome home.

[demivampirew]

Say no to this.

Henry x Reader (wife) x Reader (the other woman)

Triggers: Angst; cheating, breakup, divorce (and crying).

A/N: This was inspired by two songs from the musical Hamilton: Say No to This and Burn, and it’s told from the perspective of the characters (Henry, Reader (Wife), Reader (the other woman)

You can find more of my writings in the Masterlist 

Having the chance to portray one of his favourite characters is an honour for which Henry will forever be thankful. Yet, he must admit that having to spend time apart from his family was not an easy task. 

He sat on the bed in the dark hotel room, only enlightened by the moonlight. On his phone screen, he saw the picture you’ve sent him earlier that day of you and your daughter playing, you dressed as a princess and the six-year-old as a dragon. “Oh, your mighty witcher, come and save me, please,” read the message under the picture. Henry missed dressing up in costumes and running around the house with his little angel, who would laugh uncontrollably every time he caught and started to tickle her.

It’s been over two months since he left for work; 60 plus days without feeling the lovely touch of your hands on his face, too much time without feeling the warmness of your body against his.

He laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling for an hour, unable to sleep when his phone announced that he had a new message.

“Are you awake? I can’t sleep,” y/n wrote. She was a friend he made on the set of the show - she worked as a personal assistant for one of the recurrent directors of the show and she was staying at the same hotel that Henry. “Yes. Can’t sleep either. Come if you want,” he replied, thinking that some company would help him to feel less lonely.

Fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the door. Henry opened the door and invited y/n to come in. Once inside, she faced him and smiled as she showed him the content of her bag: a PS and The Witcher 3 game. “I know you’re more into pc, but l don’t have a gaming pc here, so we will have to play with this, okay,” she said grinning.

“I remember you saying that you were good at this,” y/n while rolling her eyes, teasing him. “I am, but in the pc,” Henry defended himself with a playful smile.

They played the game for two hours before she suggested that it might be time for her to leave. Henry tried to disconnect the console from the tv but she told him to keep it, for now, so he could keep practising.

“Well, good night. I hope you can have a good sleep and tomorrow enjoy your free day,” y/n told him. “Same for you,” he said goodbye, but neither of them moved. They stared at each other for a long minute in silence. Henry’s hands reached for her face bringing it closer to his, culminating in a passionate kiss, while her arms embraced him.

Her naked body, covered only by the bed-sheets rested on the mattress as she slept. Henry looked at her for a moment and then walked towards the bathroom. He washed his face on the sink and then stared at the mirror, finding it hard to recognize the person that was reflected in the mirror. “I promise you that I will be forever faithful to you, my love” he once promised you, his lovely wife, and now the words echoed inside his mind, as stabs on his heart.

How could had he broken the promise he made you? Did he not loved you any more? No, that was sure of that, he loved you more than he had ever done. You no only made him happy and supported him through tough times, but you also gave him the thing that he treasured the most in the world: his daughter. But, he had to be honest with himself, for the first time in a long time and admit that things were not as they used to be. Before the birth of the little girl, you used to be inseparable. You would go with him everywhere in the world, game and laugh and made love every second you could. Now, you were parents; your lives centred on the precious angel and work and were often too tired and since the kid would like to sleep with you, often lacked intimacy.

The worst part of all: he wished that he could say that it was a one time mistake, but it became an affair that lasted for months.

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You hated yourself. In the past, you’d constantly criticized “the other woman” for being malicious women who stole men from others. Now you had become one of them. Well, no completely. Sure, you were carrying an affair with a married man, but you weren’t a fool, you knew that you would never be able to “stole” anyone and he would never leave his wife for you; he never made such a promise and you knew him well enough to know that he loved his family more than anything in the world and he was being vulnerable due to the distance between his true woman and him. Were you a bad woman for being with a taken man knowing that he was in such a delicate emotional position? Maybe, but to be completely honest, so were you. Months before you met Henry, your fiancé cancelled the wedding because he had fallen in love with somebody else. You were feeling lonely and undesired and you had developed a crush on him before that first night. So, you didn’t find the strength to fight the desire and succumb to the temptation.

Every night you’ve spent together, with his strong arms embracing you as his lips caressed your body, felt amazing no matter how wrong it was. And, even if your heart ripped every time you remembered that he wasn’t truly yours - and you were reminded of that constantly, since there was no a single time in which he hadn’t unconsciously said his wife’s name as he reached climax, you couldn’t find it in you to put it a stop.

You knew that this would have a bad end. No matter the outcome, someone would get hurt. 

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That day, your sister offered to take care of your six-year-old so you could have some time to yourself to process things.

Desperate to get some distance and to be alone, you rented a small cabin outside the city.

The sun was coming down when you lifted a bonfire outside the place and sat in front of it with a box that you’ve carried there moments before.

Your fingers caressed every picture - of your first date, your first anniversary as girlfriend and boyfriend; vacations, birthdays and even your wedding. Every photo would get wet with your tears before you threw them into the fire. All objects that reminded of the love you once shared, ended up becoming ashes. Letters, poems, teddy bears, roses that you dried; everything. The only surviving things were the pictures you shared with your daughter, but you would make sure to send them to his mother because you didn’t want to see them any more, the pain was too great.

Finally, you took from your pocket the pictures you printed before to look at them for one last time. They were screenshots from a celebrity news website and the headline read “The Witcher star Henry Cavill is seen kissing a mystery woman”, followed by paparazzi photos of him with someone on the balcony of his hotel room. Angrily, you crashed the prints and let them burn into they became nothing.

With nothing more to do, you watched the flames, as you let your tears fall, feeling completely and utterly broken.

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The production was over. After the news crashed, Henry had to continue filming, pretending that nothing happened, while some people looked at him as if he was a monster. Could he blame them for that?

When the article about his affair was published, his brother Charlie was the one who delivered the bad news - his stepdaughter had seen it and told him about it.

He didn’t know what to do. He called his wife over and over, but she never answered. All-day long he tried to communicate with his love, but every time without luck.

 Y/N tried to call him, too, but this time he was the one who ignored the call. He had nothing against her. Henry knew that she could no be blamed for his mistake, but he couldn’t talk to her right now. His wife was his priority.

Unfortunately, the only response he got from her was from her sister, two days later, letting him know that she was going to file for a divorce and she never wanted to see him or talk to him again. That she would only allow him to contact her, through her or another family member and elusively for things related to their daughter. She was going to share custody with him, but he would have to pick up and leave the girl on her sister or parent’s house.

Now, months later, he driving to his sister-in-law’s house to pick up his daughter and to leave the divorce papers that he had to sing.

There were no words to explain how much it hurt him to lose the woman he loved deeply. The only consolation was that his family continued to show him love and support as they always did. And, his daughter, unaware of the reason why her mommy and daddy decided to go separate ways, still love him enormously and would fill him with joy every minute of every day that he had her.

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It was obvious that there was no going to be a good end to the affair - it never does. You knew someone would get hurt, but you’d never imagined that it would be all three of you.

Terrible didn’t even begin to explain how bad you felt. Of all the three of you, you were the one who got it the “best”, since luckily the pictures only showed your hair in a bun and your back, so only a few close people knew that it was you and they were polite enough to keep the secret to avoid you getting harassed. Although, just in case, you dried your hair and got a new haircut.

Henry’s wife filed for the divorce after she found out about the affair. He let you know via text when he put an end to things and told you he could no longer see you. Even if there was no chance to get back with her, he couldn’t be with you because he loved her too much and you reminded him of the mistake he made. As he suggested, you continued working for a few more weeks there to avoid people finding out that it was you, but later quit.

That was by far the worst mistake that you’ve ever made. So much people got hurt; a girl now has two parents that can’t be in the same room, two people who loved each other who can’t be together because the ghost of you would always be present to remind them of the mistake and a person who’s affection was never truly corresponded and caused the break of a family.

Therapy has been truly beneficial in helping you heal and leaving the past in the past.

Today a new article about Henry was posted online. It consisted of pictures of him and his cute girl buying a Christmas tree and he was laughing at his daughter's funny faces.

[serenasoutherlyns]

Not a Summer Crush Part Four

a/n: this is a long one! enjoy. this chapter features coffee, colds, cuteness, serena southerlyn, schemes, saturdays. all feedback makes me LOVE you, so please please reblog, reply, like, anything! you can always find this on ao3 as well. happy evening, and part five coming at you soon!

Part Four

"Haley," Anderson stopped you in the kitchen the next day. He was reaching into the fridge to get one of the terrible salads he always ate and you were rinsing out your French press (you figured, there were plenty of coffee shops nearby but a) you didn't need to be spending your money like that and b) the way the grounds fell as you pushed them slowly to the bottom had more than once brought you moments of enlightenment). You didn't stop to listen initially but he continued. "Haley," he said, "how do you do," he paused, gestured to your whole body, "that."

You looked at him, blinked, expecting him to clarify, but he did not. You laughed at him, gently, appropriately. "I don't know, Anderson, I was born 27 years ago," he winced, "I did some things, I'll do some more things, in fact, I spend most of my time doing," you gestured to yourself, "this."

He opened his mouth a few times, trying to think of what he meant, but said, "I mean, you work sex crimes, and you're so,"

"Exuberant?" You said.

"I was going to say bubbly."

"Hm."

"Forget I said anything."

"No," you said, taking pity on the guy. "It's ok," you patted his shoulder, "You learn to deal with it, right? I mean, I think I am."

“How do you keep it from getting to you?” His question made you laugh, then your face fell, something serious behind your eyes.

“It gets to me. I’m so sad all the time. But if I always acted how I felt, I don’t think I could do it.”

"Right," he said, not quite convinced. "Look I've been with homicide for five months and I still don't think I'm there yet."

"Give up or give it more time then," you said to him with a raise of your newly cleaned French press and a shrug. As you walked back to your office (you had banned him from having meals in there in your first week on the job) he watched the way you occasionally raised yourself up on your toes, in awe at your apparent ability to stay sunny.

Someone else noticed your little rise and lower. Alex Cabot had, today, decided to leave the blinds to her office door open. It was so she could catch moments just like this one, you bopping along in the hallway with your coffee maker, somewhere between walking and dancing.

Fuck, she thought, not even bothering to stop the grin, that's so cute.

Alex had talked to Casey. Well, Casey brought it up, actually, but Alex would have.

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"So, I talked to Rita," Casey'd said almost before she shut the door behind her.

"Good evening to you, too, baby," Alex said, greeting her in the entranceway, kissing her sweetly. Casey smiled into it. Casey broke the kiss and walked towards their living room, her body aching for a comfortable seat. Alex walked behind her, pinching her (lovely perfect gorgeous) ass, causing her wife to yelp in the silly way she reserved for Alex alone. Casey always flopped onto the couch, which had originally annoyed Alex. She'd once insisted Alex try it, and while she did not move to change her habits, she admitted to seeing the appeal.

Alex, having followed Casey to the couch, bypassed the ample seating and chose the same side as her wife, who was sitting against the arm rather than the back, providing a perfect avenue for Alex to make her way up her body, continuing what she'd started. When Casey moaned, Alex got up and walked to the kitchen, ignoring Casey's whines. Alex picked up the plates where she'd put dinner (ok, it was carryout, but still, plates!) and joined Casey, another habit that was Casey's first, this one she was happy to go along with.

Casey and Alex sat on the floor, playing quiet music and making their usual conversation, routine and comforting.

"So, you talked to Rita?"

"Mm, mmhmm," Casey said, Alex having caught her mid-asparagus-bite. They laughed. "Yeah, I talked to Rita. She almost broke my door down to ask if I was sleeping with Caroline.”

Alex paled, “I was just talking to Serena about the same thing.”A panicked look flashed across Casey’s eyes. “Oh god, no, I don’t think you’re cheating on me. I mean, I went to Serena’s to be all emotional about Caroline.”

“I nearly cried.”

“In front of Rita Calhoun? And she didn’t melt?”

Casey scoffed, “She’s made me cry so many times.”

“I try to forget that fact,” Alex said.

“Fair enough. Anyway, apparently, her prowess in deductive reasoning led her to believe that I was having an affair.”

“A one-sided affair, that’s new.”

“Two-sided, unless both of us are only one side.”

“Two-sided implies there’s something there.”

“Isn’t there?”

“Isn’t that it.”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.”

They both picked at their salads, wondering why Alex had bought salad. Casey looked up at the ceiling, Alex looked down, fiddled with the rug. Alex skipped a couple songs on her phone.

“Casey, what are we going to do about this. I don’t, I mean, I think, um.”

“I don’t know. I guess, our options are, pursue what we want or don’t and get over it.”

“If you put it that way,” Alex said, pausing, “I think we need to know what we want.”

“What do you want?”

“I want you. I want us both to be really happy, and I want her.”

Casey took a sip of her wine, agreeing with her fingertips, taking Alex’s hand. “You said what I was thinking.”

“What do you want, though? Serena said this thing about me being upset over a threesome we haven’t had and I kind of thought like, I don’t think I just want sex, um. I don’t know if that’s how you feel.”

“I do feel that way, actually, Lex.”

Casey held their hands up to her cheek, kissed Alex’s.

“So we’re pursuing that?”

“So we’re pursuing that.”

“What if,” Alex started. Casey responded with a shrug, and Alex thoughtfully nodded.

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So, they were pursuing it. What that was going to mean was unclear as of the moment Alex saw you being very cute in the hallway, but they’d agreed that they wanted some kind of relationship, romantic, sexual. They wouldn’t want it if you only wanted one of them, they wouldn’t want just sex. It all would work out, Alex hoped. Casey was more confident than she was, but Alex had more of a cautious spirit when it came to relationships. They were well balanced. Alex hoped (and hoped and hoped) that you would want them. She gave herself a few more moments to smile, then turned back to her work.

Despite Anderson’s impressions and what Alex saw, you were not, in fact, feeling good. It was the middle of summer, but you couldn’t get warm. It’s just a cold, you thought, as you held your hands against the warmth of the coffee. Your cases were getting overwhelming, and you couldn’t afford to take any time off right now, not even to be sick in bed. Getting sick in the summer was exactly your luck.

A knock on your door startled you. You quickly collected your composure, turned on your peppy demeanor (you told the truth to Anderson: you learned how to seem OK a long time ago).

“Hey,” Casey said. “Are you in court at all today?”

You shook your head. “No, just paperwork, research. Why?”

Casey shrugged. “Thought you might want to have lunch or something.”

“I ate already,” you lied. You just didn’t want to request a place that served chicken soup. Your appetite had disappeared. “Sorry,” you said with an apologetic smile. “You want some coffee?” you asked, gesturing to the full pot.

“Sure, actually. The setup is a smart idea.”

“Isn’t it?” you said, getting up to pour two cups. “My apologies for the lack of sugar and cream.”

“Ah, it’s ok.” Casey said, accepting the cup and sitting down across from you in the extra chair. “No honey?”

“Alex told you,” You said, smiling, and Casey nodded. “It’s more of a special occasion thing.”

You watched her blow on the drink, her lips pursed over the top of it. They were a lovely shade of pink, you decided. She stuck her tongue out a bit when she took a sip, like a butterfly and its proboscis, you thought. You promptly scolded yourself for thinking that sort of thing at work. You had been considering Ramin’s advice, to “use your feminine wiles” on Casey and Alex, make them want you so bad that they believed it was their idea. It was sneaky and exciting. You’d resolved to start doing tiny, almost unnoticeable things around them (however convincing they could be when congested). Before you sat, you brushed your hand along your hip; as you held your mug, you ran your fingers along the handle.

“How’s your day going?” you asked her, knowing she’d had lots of tough cases recently. SVU had brought you on as a junior ADA because with the rising awareness of sexually-based crimes (a good inconvenience), the caseloads had risen to an all-time height, even after they brought Gillian back in to cover some cases. They were both very relieved that the gamble the office had taken in hiring a young person, whose experience had mostly been in property crimes, had worked out. It stood to reason, Casey had pushed for a younger lawyer, knowing first hand how much of a strength that could be; and when Alex had seen two Stanford degrees on your C.V., she felt sure too. You’d been a good choice. Still, you were all four overextended.

“Eh, it’s been fine, all things considered,” Casey replied. She watched as you fiddled with the tips of your hair. You’d begun wearing it curly more often, which had proven to be somewhat distracting for her. “How good can any day be in this line of work.”

You agreed with a nod. “I was just talking to Anderson about that.”

“What did he have to say?” Casey asked, knowing the attorney’s propensity for putting his foot in his mouth.

“I feel for the guy. I think he’s having trouble in homicide. He called me bubbly.”

“You are bubbly.”

“I’m energetic.”

“He should transfer to white collar. He’s got the attitude for it.”

You squinted your eyes scoldingly. “You would know.”

“I would.” The two of you broke into much-needed laughter. You were about halfway through your cup, but wished you were at the beginning again. “Was it hard?” you asked, “moving from white collar to sex crimes? I mean, just the level of emotional complication required, it must be so different from all that, detail.”

“It’s the hardest thing I think I’ll ever do in my professional life, yes.” Casey always looked you right in the eye, it was intense, the way she never averted her gaze. You tended to shift your gaze around rooms, taking in details, never resting on anything for too long. People sometimes wondered if you were paying attention, and explaining that looking them in the eye made it harder to listen didn’t work. Casey never cared, or at the very least never brought it up, just let you be the way you were. She set her coffee cup down. “I cried in my office my first day, in front of Olivia. I practically begged Arthur Branch to reassign me. I had wanted homicide, major cases. You know, all the glory less of the gore.”

“Have you ever regretted it since?”

“Never long enough to think about leaving. Voluntarily, that is,” she stated with a smile, referencing her suspension. You didn’t know all that much about what had happened, and you let her talk with a warm and open demeanor. “In all honesty, I needed that suspension to rewire my brain, I was drowning. And it didn’t last as long as I thought it would. That’s actually when I got together with Alex,” she said, smiling again, wider this time. “In a stupid hipster bar. She had brown hair at the time, I almost didn’t recognize her.”

“Please tell me you have pictures of brunette Alex Cabot.”

“Oh, I do, but they’re all buried deep in different camera rolls…” she trailed off in memories, “I’ll find them for you when I need to embarrass her. I, for one, liked the brown, but she can be very self-conscious.”

“You wouldn’t guess that when you meet her.”

“No, you really wouldn’t. But, Caroline,” Casey said, and hearing your name out of her mouth never failed to give you butterflies, “truly, I don’t think ‘like’ is an appropriate word for what I, what we do, but I feel called to it.”

“I think I do too.”

“Retention rates in this field are low. You’ve already outlasted them. I think that’s proof enough.”

You finished your coffee and brought your mug to the little table where you kept it. How you had such a messy desk but such a tidy coffee space evaded Casey, and probably told her more about you than you’d like. Alex walked by your office coming back from a meeting, pleased to see you and Casey conversing in the junior office. Casey finished her coffee shortly after you did. She met Alex in the hallway.

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“Counselor, do you need a tissue?” Judge Catano said to you in an irritated tone in chambers the next day, apparently after one sniffle too many.

“Or a nap,” John Buchanan added under his breath as you pulled a nearly empty packet out of your suit pocket and wiped your nose.

“Thank you for your concern, I assure you both that I am quite alright.”

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“Go home, get some sleep. Your cases will be there in the morning.” Alex said the evening after that, passing by the open door to your office on her way out.

“I won’t stay long,” you replied, knowing full-well that you would.

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The day after that, Anderson got in your way at the wrong time and found himself unfortunately sneezed on.

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You made it to Friday, and despite what you were telling yourself, you kept getting sicker. Every day was like time couldn’t decide between speeding and slowing down. Sometimes, you’d look up from what felt like ten minutes of work and an hour had passed, sometimes a meeting that felt like an hour was only ten minutes. And you still had work to do. Casey tapped on the door, unsurprised, again, to find you were the only one there. Anderson had left about a half hour ago, the other juniors often left right at 5:00.

“Hey,” she called from the doorway.

“Yeah?” You replied, looking at her over the top of your laptop.

“Come work in my office?” She asked. You’d taken to working with her or Alex or both of them in the evenings, with the general idea that many heads make light work. Or something. Really, for you, it was just a good excuse to spend time together.

“Sure,” you replied, “meet you there.” She walked off as you packed up your things. You were a bit woozy as you stood up from your desk. Oh well, that was how it went. You made yourself comfortable in Casey’s office (Alex, she explained, was off picking up some documents at the precinct).

You shivered in your seat on the couch, you blew your nose Casey eyed you, having noticed how you’d been sniffling all week. “Allergies? I have some Zyrtec somewhere in this desk,” she said, opening her drawer up to look.

“Oh, no, I’m not allergic to anything, I just didn’t,” sniff, “sleep well last night.”

This was an attitude Casey knew well.

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Alex always liked summer evenings in the city. Yes, the smell required some getting used to, it could get noisy and crowded, but something about the way the orange light (that lasted longer than any other time of year) played off the tall buildings, the metal vendors on the sidewalk-- it just got to her, made her enjoy the walks she took from place to place. She checked her notifications on the way back from the precinct.

Casey: Caroline is sitting in my office sniffling and looking pale.

Alex: “Allergies?”

Casey: She denies them.

Alex: So the cold she’s had all week caught up to her?

Casey: Can you pick up some meds and we can make her go home?

Alex: I mean, good luck to us…

Casey: Alex.

Alex sighed and crossed the street, ducking into a Duane Reed for the requisite illness package. convincing you to take advantage of it was going to be a wholly different task.

When she arrived back at the office, she discovered a different scene than she expected. As she reached Casey’s office door with the supplies, her wife caught her eye through the window, motioning at her to be quiet when she came in. Alex was, and saw you, on Casey’s couch, deeply asleep with your fingers still on your laptop keyboard, typing endless spaces in a Word document.

“Well,” Alex whispered, coming to Casey’s side, leaning against her desk. “That’s certainly adorable.”

“I couldn’t bring myself to wake her up,” Casey said, “poor thing.” Alex looked at you, your curls flipped up over your forehead, your pink cheeks, your pile of work beside you. A warm sense of nostalgia lit up inside her.

“Remember, when we first came back to the DA’s office,” Alex said, seeing Casey smile playfully, the same feelings building in her chest.

“And there was a horrible bug going around the office,” Casey continued, telling the story for her wife.

“And I refused to admit I’d gotten it,”

“And I found you asleep, with your head on a legal pad,” Casey squeezed Alex’s hand.

“Because I was late to a meeting,” Alex tucked a strand of hair behind Casey’s ear.

“And when you lifted your head up, your forehead was covered in ink,” Casey finished the story with a grin, teasing her wife. “Yeah, I remember that. And I remember trying and failing to get you home, and I remember you getting me sick.”

“Only because you couldn’t keep yourself from kissing me,” Alex said. Casey just shrugged, acknowledging that her wife was correct. They had no need to say what they both were thinking, and, in fact, no time.

You stirred, stretching out, very sleepily. They snapped out of their reverie. “Hey, you two,” you said, your voice nasal. “You guys are so cute,” you continued, still not quite awake, you said what was on your mind. You felt a bit voyeuristic, but you didn’t mind. “Sorry for eavesdropping,” you said, waking up more fully, “sorry I fell asleep, Casey,” you said. You started to pull the notes you were looking at back up to your lap, but as you picked them up, you noticed someone else was holding the other end. Alex had a grip on them, and you were too weak to resist as she picked up all your papers and put them back in your bag.

“Laptop,” she said, holding out her hand. You gave it to her, looking to the side, embarrassed. She held out a packet containing two pills. “Take these,” she said, giving you a bottle of water as well. You wanted to protest, tell her that you were perfectly capable of getting what you had left done, but as you looked at her, then across the room to Casey, you realized that not only would any attempt be futile, you wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in your bed and stay there until you didn’t feel like this anymore. You nodded.

Casey’s voice came from behind Alex, gentle. Still raspy, but more than quiet, sympathetic, understanding-- gentle, a tone meant to be heard from close by and listened to in earnest. “Please take care of yourself.”

Who could refuse that?

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Alex accompanied you on the cab ride home. Casey genuinely had work she had to finish, and neither of them was about to let you ride your bike or take the subway in your state. You lived in Brooklyn, but close enough to the courthouse that you didn’t feel too guilty about accepting her help when she offered. You tried to make conversation, but you were simply too tired to talk much, and as the sun finished setting, you arrived at the townhouse. Ashley and Ramin lived in the three bedroom unit on the first floor while you lived in the one bedroom unit on the second. It was really a glorified studio, the bedroom was just big enough for a queen-sized bed, the living room barely fit a couch, and the kitchen was mostly good for making tea; but that was why you had a key to your best friends’ apartment. You hesitated on the steps in the still warm air, considering if it would be a bad idea to ask Alex to come up the rest of the way with you, but she had clearly already made up her mind to do so (she had not bought all those supplies for nothing).

Your apartment was cozy, Alex thought as she placed the medicines and magazines and bottles of Gatorade in convenient spots in your tiny kitchen. You went straight for the bathroom, using what energy you had to change into pajamas, brush your teeth, and wash your face. Not much food in the fridge, lots of coffee and tea. A little table covered in papers and books; some law journals, some fantasy novels, some picture books. There were stuffed animals in a bin beside the couch, a couple clearly old enough to be yours. You had one of the fluffiest rugs she’d ever seen and enough throw pillows to drown in, and candles all over the place. Your walls were covered in art; some clearly original abstract pieces signed R.R, some prints from the MoMA, old post cards and family photos (only a couple of your siblings, but countless of Ashley and his family, dancers too), and kids’ drawings, all displayed together, given equal weight. It made no sense aesthetically, technically, but everything about the place screamed Caroline, so she found herself enamored with it.

You emerged from the bathroom with your hair tied on top of your head, wearing an oversized tee and fuzzy pants. It wasn’t your usual choice, but being sick had you feeling like everything around you needed to be soft and cuddly. Alex showed you where she placed everything she’d bought for you, but as she talked, your (maybe feverish) focus could only follow her beautiful blue eyes as they followed your own. You felt warmth, gratitude; you watched her seem concerned and adoring all at once. This whole scenario; Alex in your apartment while the stars were out, taking care of you, seeing you in your pajamas, sniffling and blushing, it made no sense when you thought about it. Yet, it seemed perfectly natural to you, having her in your place. Part of you wanted to kiss her then and there, pull her into your bed and try to get her to cuddle, but, of course, those were not thoughts you shared out loud. Instead, you expressed your gratitude as emphatically as your could manage.

“Get some sleep, Caroline.”

“I will. Alex, thank you.”

---

Alex made you take the following Monday and Tuesday off. Since she didn’t technically have that ability, you responded to her texts by telling her as much. Then, she got Jack McCoy to email you the same sentiments, and that, you couldn’t fight. You arrived at work on Wednesday refreshed, well-rested, and decidedly not sniffly, and she was only a little bit smug. She all but said “I told you so” when you said hello that morning-- but you very quickly shut her up by giving her a smile and an eye roll, taking pride and pleasure in the tiny bite of her lip you saw flash by as you returned to your desk.

That afternoon, you were happy to run into Serena Southerlyn on the courthouse steps, her leaving as you and Alex were returning (there was a case you were working together, you as second chair). She greeted Alex with a professional hug, you with a warm handshake. She had a glint in her eyes, something mischievous about her when she asked, after the usual workplace pleasantries, “you’ll both be there tomorrow, right? For drinks? Gillian said she had something to celebrate, I bet she got accepted to one of those PhD programs.”

“Casey and I will be,” Alex said, looking to you. You tucked a curl behind your ear, another habit of yours she’d noticed, when you were worried.

“I’ll certainly try,” you said, happy that you were now getting regular invitations to drinks, “I promised I’d help Ophélie’s mock trial team prepare for this weekend, she gets pretty nervous about them.”

“They have mock trial that young?” Serena asked.

“Yeah, it’s pretty cute too. A bunch of 12-year-olds in suits using legal language.” As you spoke, Alex understood a little better, Casey’s perspective on children. She chuckled lightly.

“Is she the prosecution or the defense?” asked Alex. You groaned in response.

“Don’t remind me. She chose defense specifically to spite me, and now I go to her school twice a month to teach her how to do it.”

“I think I like this kid,” Serena said. “But I really hope you can make it tomorrow.”

“I’ll do what I can,” you said, knowing you would likely be able to go, but not wanting to promise anything.

“Good,” Serena said as she started walking down the steps again. She turned around when she was struck with an idea. Alex had told her about her and Casey’s ideas, but, frankly, she felt like they were not moving fast enough, and having known them both for years, knew how they needed a push sometimes to go for what they wanted. You and Alex had only gone a few steps, so you didn’t miss the swoosh of blonde hair coming back towards you.

“I remembered,” Serena said, “ I was going to ask you, Caroline, are you going to any salsa nights again soon?” You looked taken aback as she clarified, “I’ve wanted to pick it back up for a little while. I was going to ask last time but the conversation moved too fast.”

“You dance salsa?” Alex asked, blindsided. Serena nodded, an implied obviously in her expression. “When did you learn?” She asked again, knowing that Serena’s upbringing had been astonishingly similar to hers as far as old money and conservative attitudes went.

“Study abroad.”

You let it be quiet for a short moment, seeing Alex and Serena communicate with looks, something panicked in Alex’s and something scheming in Serena’s. You filed the moment away to think about later.

“Yes, actually, I think I’m going to one on Saturday, in Brooklyn as usual,” you said, testing the waters of their reactions. “Ashley’s still on tour so I was going to see if one of my old teammates would want to go with me,” you said. Alex squinted her eyes slightly, Serena knit her fingers together as you spoke. “But if you would like to, Serena,” you decided to just go for the invite, “we should go together.”

You thought you saw a flicker of jealousy from Alex when Serena enthusiastically accepted your invitation. You couldn’t be quite sure, but it was enough hope to leave another little piece of you burning.

---

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Hi!!! May I get a HP, Star Wars, Voltron, and Disney matchup?

𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗦 + 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘

19, Libra, Neutral Good, enneagram is 4w5, muggleborn Ravenclaw (with Gryffindor tendencies), and my patronus spirit is Hummingbird. Biromantic Pansexual Genderfluid woman using pronouns of She/Her or He/Him. Cherubic-like face, with short height (5'1") plus sized Southeast Asian woman with Spanish descent that has chic messy/wavy brunette medium hair that reaches to my shoulder, oriental skin, slightly upturned eyes, small lashes, chocolate brown irises, cute flat nose, heart shaped face, full cheeks, cupid's bow lips, a small beauty mark on the forehead, and naturally straight teeth with tiny gap in front (just imagine that it's a mixture of Marinette from 𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝗱𝘆𝗯𝘂𝗴, Musa from 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝘅 𝗖𝗹𝘂𝗯, and Alexandra Trese from 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲---cause' my friend told me that I kinda look like them). My sense of fashion is in between emo and boyish plus korean glam, I sometimes let my hair down or styled like Lara Croft reboot.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬

Distant, quiet, and timid at first making people thought I'm a demure, modest, and self-effacing that looks "immaculate" or "one of a kind" (due to my protective mom, a reason why I've never been in a relationship) but the truth is, dunno how to initiate a conversation, but a total opposite if I open up---friendly, ambivert, witty, laughing loudly on a daily basis---like my happiness is too shallow, super talkative, eats a lot (yeah I can finish a huge slice of cake or a meal in one sitting), awkward, daydreamer (I got embarrassed from knocking at the door even I'm inside the classroom 😂), EXTREMELY CLUMSY (mostly gets bruises from hitting, bumping my head somewhere, walking into something on my way, and being careless to my belongings), secretly likes affection, easily overwhelmed, prone to melt over wholesomeness, flusters on compliments, lightly blushes on cheesy banters, eager to share what I know (especially about Catholic Church---my past teacher joked that I'll become a saint because of it 🤣), oftenly speaks full of sarcasm with a lowkey crackhead energy citing meme references, and talented girl who can be your no.1 supporter and unashamed to be true to myself but can be awkward to strangers. In terms of leadership, I only educate and guide than being a prefect (I might take the role seriously), will lift my group when there's lacking/incompleteness. About doing projects in school, I become too extra and prepared for efforts, but I'll forget the process in the end.

The extent, I'm expressive, warm-hearted, willig to help, kind, intelligent, supportive, nice, creative, enthusiastic, laid-back, determined, tough, competitive, and feisty outside, but a real softie that can be childish and dramatic that cries so easily (but will enlightened real quick by smallest things that makes me smile) filled with doubts, frustrations, and insecurities with fear of failure that pushes off the limits to to please everyone because they might get dissappointed from expectations---I simply can't stop proving myself too much because I'm a survivor of bullying. But I still managed to be stronger than ever after I stumbled, even it's a slow burn process. I can be blunt, intimidating, harsh, and a douchebag if I receive ends or I got interrupted while doing something. Immature, headstrong, perfectionist, demanding, hesitant, jumpy, forgetful, overthinker, quick-tempered, sensitive, and anxious (no joke, my nervousness makes me think worse scenario will arrive). Though can be procrastinator and arrogant, I raised as a religious 𝖺𝗇𝖽 diplomatic youth, willing to fight what I believe (including my dreams and what's important to me) and what is right. In addition, I have a habit of staying up late and doing sign of the cross to ease nervousness.

Rowdy and feeling-brokenhearted and bitter friend in the group who fangirl a lot, swears like sailor, will call out on people that we loathe, will make fun of your stupidity (in a good way) before helping, and bring gossips, but a hopeless romantic and cheeky (makes banter with sarcasms or pick up lines as an endearment, but gets annoyed if I received sappy or offensive one), Still generous and concerned person in a subtle and different way.

𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗜𝗘𝗦

My hobbies are singing, drawing, roleplaying, listening to music, chatting/browsing on social media, conceptualizing, writing, and reading some stuffs. I'll include making corniest jokes/puns, sleeping, and dancing when nobody's around or walking like a model if I feel so bold (even I'm terrible at both xD). I also used to learn Italian language a bit.

𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦

Loves kittens, milk tea, singing at the karaoke, cartoons, iced coffee, memes, cute things, watching YouTube videos (mostly pageants, ASMR, edit audios, and mukbangs), also enjoys playing games on my sister's PSP. Sucker for arts, choir, poetry, night sky, makeup, fun/deep/dumb conversations, Christianity, documentaries (about saints, real crime stories, and inspirational people), reading interesting stuffs, talking about social issues, and creative writing, chilling both indoors and outdoors. Beside that, my music taste are like late 90s-2000s songs (mostly rock, pop, and country) sometimes Catholic songs, kpop and ppop, chocoholic, and a sweetooth as well.

𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦

Things that I hate are stereotyping, HUGE creepy crawlies (spiders, toads, snakes, and cockroaches), firecracker sounds, thunder and lightning, being left out, loneliness, heart break, blackout, and judgemental people. If I found out that someone hates or backstabbing or being rude to me, I won't hesitate to throw offensive criticisms, leaving them with a "I don't give a f" attitude. One random fact about me is, I 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 vent out EVERYTHING I despise in my entire existence---from bad soap operas to toxicity, worse scenarios in real life, and how terrible is my love life from unrequited feelings that I got, because it's a big deal for me, and I consider forcing me to do what I'm not into and manipulating me as my major pet peeves.

𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦

In terms of triggers...I only have two which are ta𝖨king about divorce/annullment/separation because I came from a generational broken family (it sucks that some people I knew assumed that the reason why I'm overly unaware that someone is interested in me in secret, is I have "high standards" looking for a partner, but the truth is I'm strict and I have a personal preferences...I know my worth and I don't want settle for less!) and religion/beliefs discrimination, cause' there are reasonings that doesn't makes sense because some, sounds too hypocritical, like as if you're a morally good person.

𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 + 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗦

My love languages are quality time and gift giving, but I actually swoon over physical touch (especially cuddles and cute kisses) and words of affirmation when it comes to having a partner, though I get attracted so easily, matured but can be a goofy person who's nice, friendly, kind-hearted, loving, faithful, and excels in academics is my cup of tea. Whenever I have a real life crush (which is rare), I act the same but deep inside, my heart is about to explode and will eventually share to my trustful friends how I highly admire that person, however if they spilled the beans out, I'll obviously deny it and will cry if they like someone else, it will take some time for me to move on, now I don't care for them anymore.

Best Friends to Lovers is my ideal trope because I find it very cute since you already knew each other before dating (which happened to my 2nd cousin, she married her best friend!)---perfect balance for romance, laughters, comfort, and tears when it comes to sharing your vibes, being there through thick and thin, safe with embraces, and helping each other to grow.

𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗔𝗦

My best assets are smile, eyes, personality, singing voice, artistic skills, writings, intelligence, oratorical skills and I have potential in hosting...so I can consider myself as a singer, artist, orator, speaker, and a top student who's a former active campus ministry member with three roles (choir leader, psalm singer, and reader).

May sounds different but I'm passionate for helping people through my talents and sharing my story to inspire everyone. I may look selfish, but I have a different way on how I show that I actually care also I have a biased sentimental value

Currently a college freshman, learning how to cook. I have so many interests, to the point I don't know what I'm into because of my dreams to become a popular Filipino YouTuber, a novelist, and being part of a successful chorale competing internationally...I also consider joining pageants at school too once the pandemic ends, but maybe.

HP: Remus!

- Remus is also quiet and a bit reserved when he's not in a familiar situation, so your own first impression on him would be a good one, as you'd seem similar to his own personality. He's sweet and is able to start up a conversation if he notices the other person is having a hard time doing so, so hopefully he'd be able to bring out your more extroverted and friendly self after a while so he can be around the more open you. He wouldn't mind you being a bit awkward-he's very much the same way-honestly, the comradery that would come from that would be more positive than anything else. He loves sharing knowledge and learning about new things, so your eagerness to talk about what you know would work really well also! He does a lot better when he knows someone has his back too, so your extra supportive nature would endear him to you as well.

SW: Han!

- Your nicer and more helpful personality would balance out Han's more standoffish vibes when first meeting. You might get on his nerves a bit first, but you'd quickly grown on him and, in turn, make him a bit of a better person. Your ability to be blunt and a bit harsh would serve you well if you ever needed to stand your ground on an issue that two of you have, as he can be quite stubborn.

VLD: Lance!

- Lance can be a bit immature from time to time as well, especially when it comes to trying to be funny or cheering up those around him-he's also headstrong and typically firm in what he wants to do, so your own determined personality would attract him to you a lot as well. He often puts off things he needs to do if they make him anxious too, but if you both recognize that you share that problem, helping each other might be a good solution!

Disney: Flynn!

- Flynn is quite a sarcastic and teasing person, so your own humor would match well with his. He's also quite a hopeless romantic as well, even though he's certainly not one to admit that right off the bat. He enjoys singing, and as he gets closer to someone he feels more comfortable doing so in front of them, so a partner he's been with for a long time would get to see him be more and more open with it. That also applies to activities like dancing.

[shespeaksinsongs]

May I have a ship 🍄 for HP of golden trio era? Preferably male, thank you 💞

𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗦 + 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘

I'm 19, Southeast Asian with Spanish descent, Libra, ENFJ-A/ENFJ-T, Neutral Good, Ravenclaw, and a Bi Pan Genderfluid girl using the pronouns She/Her or He/Him. A friend of mine told me that I (kinda) look like Marinette from 𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝗱𝘆𝗯𝘂𝗴, Musa from 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝘅 𝗖𝗹𝘂𝗯, and Alexandra Trese from 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲 (a Netflix animated series), but the exception is I'm short (5'1.2") plus sized Southeast Asian woman with Spanish descent that has messy/wavy brunette medium hair, chocolate brown eyes, oriental skin and a small beauty mark on the forehead. My sense of fashion is in between emo and boyish plus korean glam.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬

Distant, quiet, and shy at first cause' I dunno how to initiate a conversation, but a total opposite if I open up---friendly, ambivert, witty, laughing loudly on a daily basis, talkative, eats a lot, awkward, daydreamer (I got embarrassed from knocking at the door even I'm inside the classroom 😂), EXTREMELY CLUMSY (mostly tends to get bruises from bumping and being careless to my belongings), secretly likes affection, easily overwhelmed, prone to melt over wholesomeness, flusters on compliments, lightly blushes on cheesy banters, eager to share what I know (especially about Catholic Church---my past teacher joked that I'll become a saint because of it 🤣), oftenly speaks full of sarcasm with a lowkey crackhead energy citing meme references, and talented girl who can be your no.1 supporter and unashamed to be true to myself. In terms of leadership, I only educate and guide than being a prefect (I might take the role seriously), will lift my group when there's lacking/incompleteness. About doing projects in school, I become too extra and prepared for efforts, but I'll forget the process in the end.

People thought I'm a demure self-effacing woman that looks "immaculate" or "one of a kind," (due to my protective parents, a reason why I've never been in a relationship) but the truth is, I'm eloquent, warm-hearted, willig to help, kind, intelligent, supportive, nice, creative, enthusiastic, laid-back, determined, tough, competitive, and feisty outside, but a real softie that can be childish and dramatic that cries so easily (but will enlightened real quick by smallest things that makes me smile) filled with doubts, frustrations, and insecurities with fear of failure that pushes off the limits to to please everyone because they might get dissappointed from expectations, yet I still managed to be stronger than ever, even it's a slow burn process. I can be intimidating, sassy, and a douchebag if I receive ends. Immature, headstrong, perfectionist, demanding, hesitant, jumpy, very indecisive, overthinker, quick-tempered, sensitive, and anxious (no joke, my nervousness makes me think worse scenario will arrive). Though can be procrastinator and arrogant, I raised as a religious 𝖺𝗇𝖽 diplomatic person, willing to fight what I believe (including my dreams and what's important to me) and what is right. In addition, I have a habit of staying up late and doing sign of the cross to ease nervousness.

Blunt but the loudest idiotic feeling-brokenhearted and bitter friend in the group who fangirl a lot, swears like sailor, will call out on people that we loathe, will crack up over your stupid antics before helping, vent out everything I despise (having a bad day, toxicity, poorly written soap operas, how am unlucky when it comes to love life) and bring gossips, but a hopeless romantic who tends to banter with sarcasms or pick up lines as an endearment (but gets grumpy if I received sappy or offensive one), Still generous and concerned person in a subtle way.

𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗥𝗔 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢

My hobbies are singing, drawing, roleplaying, listening to music, chatting/browsing on social media, conceptualizing, writing, and reading some stuffs. I'll include making corniest jokes/puns, sleeping, and dancing when nobody's around or walking like a model if I feel so bold (even I'm terrible at both xD). I also used to learn Italian language a bit. Lastly, my best assets are smile, eyes, personality, singing voice, artistic skills, writings, intelligence, and oratorical skills...so I can consider myself as a singer, artist, orator, and a top student who's a former campus ministry member (choir member, psalm singer, and reader) and in coming college freshman. Currently learning how to cook and have so many interests, to the point I don't know what I'm into because of my dreams to become a popular Filipino YouTuber, a novelist, and being part of a successful chorale...I also consider joining pageants too once the pandemic ends, but maybe.

okay. this was a tough one, but i finally settled on fred and george. i think you'd be best with fred weasley by a CLOSE SECOND to george.

you mentioned that you're into banter and pick-up lines as endearment - and i think that is so fred weasley. george strikes me as the softer, sweeter, twin, who is more likely to be dominated, but i think you and fred having an equally dominant personality would make for an interesting relationship! additionally, the secretly likes affection thing would go smoothly with fred. i think fred is a more "quality time" and "acts of service" kind of guy, but affection is never rejected for him, and he quite enjoys it! the hobbies you mentioned seem like things he might love to do, or encourage you to do! it even gave me a good idea for a fic, which i think i will be releasing tomorrow if i can. will tag you, of course. head-strong, sassy, and being quick-tempered would keep fred on his toes, and i think that's one of his favorite things about you. he'd love that he's always on the edge with you. he doesn't know where he's going, but he doesn't mind. i think fred really likes someone who's not afraid to let themselves get out there, and you pursuing your dreams so fearlessly, along with your passions, makes for a pretty good match to me. besides that, i think fred would definitely try to dig beneath the surface, or the "demure" demeanor you give off. based on your description of yourself, i think he would find somebody worth being with.

he would definitely see you in the hallways and pretend not to know you sometimes, hitting on you as if you weren't already together. i think he most definitely thinks it's both cute and scary when you're angry, seeing as your height and personality clash (in a good way, dw). teases you for being clumsy, but he thinks it's cute. aside from the normal nicknames, he probably calls you "my pretty witch", or "my smart baby ravenclaw". he likes head pats, and uses you as an elbow rest to annoy you sometimes. i think he would also think you're stunning. like he would almost worship you and your entire body. gives you kisses on the beauty mark on your forehead a lot, especially if you're cuddling. he almost can't resist. loves your style and tries to copy it, but decides that it's reserved for you in his mind, so he goes back to his normal style, admiring all your different outfits. stays up late with you on nights you can't sleep or don't want to. starts cursing a lot after he met you. he gets into the habit, and every conversation with you is a swearing mess. gives you kisses on the cheeks randomly to see how off-guard he can catch you and see how flustered you get. LOVES when you blush. it's his favorite thing about you.

<3 thank you so much for your submission.

[dameronsgalaxygal]

I’ve Been Waiting For You - Chapter 12: The Winner Takes it All

series masterlist

Pairing: modern!poe x reader 

Word Count: 3323

Warnings: ANGST with some fluff at the end, slight psychical (domestic) violence (a slap), mentions of abusive relationship, language. 

Song: The Winner Takes it All by ABBA

A/N: ITS FINALLY HERE. Thank you all for being so patient with me and sending me all the love. Its been a few months since I updated and I HOPE it doesn’t happen again, cause I didn’t like not updating even though it was good for my mental health. BUT IM BACK AND BETTER AND UPDATED. I love you guys so much. This chapter may be heavy to some readers, so read at your own risk. As usual, don't forget to listen to the song, and comments and feedback are always welcome! Taglist is open! 

Summary: You confront Kyle and are brought back to the day before you left for Florida.

You had to be dreaming. You must have fallen asleep on the couch and this was some sick nightmare, because there was no way your ex boyfriend was standing in front of you.

Oh, but he was.

An overwhelming amount of emotions flooded your body as you looked at Kyle. Fear. Confusion. Panic.

“K-Kyle,” You nearly whispered, “What are you doing here?”

“I came to find you.”

“A year and a half later?” You wanted to ask but refrained. It made no sense why he was here. Since you had left New York, Kyle had only called you once. You had taken it as a sign that he had given up, but him standing in front of you said otherwise.

You swallowed hard, “What do you want?”

“You.” He said bluntly.

“How did you find me?” You asked, your voice shaking.

“I have my ways,” Yep, there’s the smart ass you remembered, “ Can I come in?” He took a step forward but you closed the door slightly, your body blocking him from going any further.

“No.”

“Y/N..”

“I need you to leave.” You had tears welding in your eyes. Every moment you had spent with Kyle in the past were just bad memories now. You didn’t need to be brought back, and you especially didn’t need to watch him plead his way back into you.

Since you had moved to Miami, you had grown so much stronger. You were able to speak about what Kyle had put you through both physically and mentally. You had felt so much better, not focusing on the past and being able to look toward the future. Poe was a big part of that. You would have never guessed you would have spilled your trauma to the pilot who flew you to your new beginning, let alone become your boyfriend.

But then your boyfriend lied to you. Sort of. You weren’t really upset that he didn’t tell you the truth at first. He had held in something traumatic that happened to him just like you did. What hurt was what he said to you. He told you you were selfish, only focusing on you, not giving a shit about other people's issues. He called you a coward, saying you were going to leave Miami just like you left New York only because you were upset with what he was saying, understandably. None of which was true.

You and Poe had completely different things that you had gone through, both having been extremely painful. Sure, they were different scenarios, but that didn’t mean that your pain mattered more than the his. These were the things you would help each other with.

Kyle sighed loudly, looking around, “Can I just come in? Let’s talk, shake hands. I deserve that much.”

You just stared at him. Was he really that much of an idiot?

“Kyle, I said no.” He never understood that word.

He clenched his jaw, “Y/N, I traveled all this way for closure. I am not leaving until I get it.” His tone was dangerous and familiar. Maybe you were a fool for your next action, but you weren’t sure what else to do but give him what he wanted. Just like you used to do when you were together.

You opened the door up a little more with a sigh, nodding as he walked in. He walked fully into your living room as you closed the front door and stood in your same position.

He examined the apartment before looking back at you, “Nice place. You live alone?”

You swallowed hard, shaking your head. “Two roommates.”

He nodded, “They home?”

“No.” What the hell are you doing giving him answers he didn’t need?

He sat down on the couch, opening his mouth to speak before you cut him off.

“I don’t want to talk about things we’ve gone through.” You said blatantly.

He glared at you, jaw clenching once again. You looked at him before looking away and taking a shaky breath.

“You hurt me. But it’s history now and I have nothing to say to you. I moved here to be happy.”

“What, you weren’t happy with me?” He stood up.

“No.”

He tilted his head up slightly in thought, furrowing his brow.

“That’s funny, I don’t recall you saying you were unhappy while I was fucking you against the wall multiple times a day,” He smirked.

“That’s because I didn’t know how to tell you without you threatening me!” You snapped. If it were a year ago, there was no way in hell you would be confronting Kyle. But Miami and Poe had changed you for the better. Poe would be proud of you for standing up for yourself. But Poe wasn’t here.

“Threatening you? Threatening you?” He chuckled dryly, taking a step toward you, “Name one time I threatened you.”

“I can name plenty.”

“Please,” He gestured for you to speak, “Enlighten me.”

You took a shaky breath, watching him carefully as he crossed his arms.

“Y-you told me if I didn’t have dinner on the table when you got home that you would make me sleep on the couch for being a ‘disrespectful woman’.”

He shrugged, “What’s so bad about that?”

“It’s rude. I didn’t have to do everything for you. I wasn’t your toy.” You scoffed, looking away.

He chuckled, shaking his head.

“It’s not funny, Kyle. You put me through so much emotional pain, not to mention the multiple times you laid your hand on me. I have nothing more to say. There is no closure to be made. Now please leave.”

He seemed shocked by your tone. You had never spoken to him like this, so he was very much caught off guard.

“Since when have you been little miss tough girl?”

You scoffed, “Since I found someone who loves me and cares for me.” Even though you and Poe had gotten into a fight, you had no doubt Poe still loved you.

Kyle cocked his eyebrow, “Well you moved on fast.”

Your face started to heat up with anger, “Yeah, well that’s cause I found someone I deserve. I was tired of your bullshit Kyle. You are a jackass who disrespects women. I was tied down to you and I was unhappy. You screamed at me and shoved me and I had had enough. So I left when I had the chance. And over the course of the last year and a half I have grown. I have grown and I am happy. I have someone who loves me and treats me the way a woman should be treated. So get the fuck out of my apartment.”

With that, the back of his hand smacked you hard across the face and you fell to the floor, grabbing your cheek. He looked down at you, gritting his teeth.

“Don’t talk to me like that!”

“Get out!” You tried to scream but it only came out as a whimper.

“I don’t even know why I stayed with you to begin with. The only thing you were good for was sex and putting food on the table.”

You looked up at him, your breath picking up.

“I tried. I tried to come here and apologize for my actions. It’s not my fault you don’t fucking listen.”

“You were stupid to think I would really accept your apology.” You mumbled. He lifted his hand again and you curled into yourself, squeezing your eyes shut to prepare for his next strike. He just sighed heavily before taking a step back.

“Forget it, you aren’t worth it.” He scoffed before leaving, slamming the door behind him.

Almost in time with the sound of the door, you choked out a sob, covering your mouth. You had to hold it together in front of Kyle. If he saw your weakness, he would have taken advantage of it.

You had been doing so well. You were growing and accepting yourself. You were learning to not allow him to hold you back. Until now. It was feeling like that day you decided to leave all over again. You thought you had gotten away for good, that you had nothing to worry about. You were wrong.

You cried loudly for a few minutes before gaining enough strength to stand up and walk over to the couch. You collapsed onto it, hands shaking as you reached for your phone to dial for Poe.

Your breathing was heavy, a mix between sobs and hiccups.

““Pick Up. Pick Up. Pick Up.” You whispered into the phone. This seems familiar, you thought.

“Hey.” Poe said, sighing in relief. It seemed as though he had been waiting for you to call.

“P-P-Poe…” You whimpered.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” His tone changed from relief to worry.

“No.”

“What’s going on? Are you safe?”

“I don’t know.”

“Baby what are you talking about?”

“K-Kyle.” Your cheek was really starting to sting now.

You couldn’t see it, but Poe’s face flushed with anger.

“What about Kyle?”

“H-He w-was h-here.”

“What?”

“He found me somehow a-and he said he wanted closure and I was an idiot and let him inside and I confronted him and told him to leave an-and he…” You swallowed hard, trying to contain yourself.

“He what, Y/N?” His jaw clenched.

“He hit me.”

Silence.

“P-Poe?”

“Is he gone?”

You nodded even though he couldn’t see you, “Yes. I think so. He was about to hit me again but then told me I wasn’t worth his time and he left.”

“Where are you right now?”

“On the couch in my living room. Poe I need you. P-please.” You let out a sob.

Poe’s heart broke. He was on the other side of the country for at least another day.

“Sweetheart..”

“I’m sorry Poe. I’m sorry for walking out on our anniversary. Just, please.”

Poe swallowed hard, “Don’t you dare apologize. This was not your fault at all. I said hurtful things that I regret and I haven’t gotten any sleep because I know how it tore you apart. And for that I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I hope you can forgive me.”

You sniffled, “I forgive you. Can you please come home?”

He sighed, “Y/N..”

“I’m scared of being alone. Rey is away for the weekend and Rose is out with her friends. I don’t know what to do.”

All Poe wished he could do was snap his fingers and be there to hold you and remind you how much you are worth it. But life doesn’t work that way.

“Okay, okay. Deep breaths. I’ll see what I can do.”

You sniffled and nodded, wiping your eyes. “Okay.”

“If I hang up for a few minutes do you think you’ll be okay? Or do you want me to stay on the line?” His voice was soft to keep you calm.

“I think I’ll be okay.” You said shakily.

“You sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Okay…”

“Poe?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

He smiled softly, “I love you too. I’ll talk to you in a few, okay?”

“Okay.” You hung up, taking a deep breath and tossing your phone back on the coffee table.

You covered your face, taking a few deep breaths like Poe had instructed you to do.

After a few minutes you stood up from the couch and made your way to the bathroom. You grabbed a washcloth, dampening it with warm water and gently stroking it along your bruised cheek. A small blue and purple bruise was forming underneath your eye and you sighed, shaking your head. It was all too familiar.

A knock on the door caused you to jump. You turned your head to look toward the door, lip already beginning to quiver. There was no way Poe had gotten here so quickly, which meant it was probably Kyle again.

You stood frozen, terrified of what would happen if you opened the door again.

“Y/N?” A female voice made you furrow your brow.

“Y/N, open up. It’s Leia.”

Leia? What was Leia doing on this side of Miami? She lived at least forty minutes away. However, you needed someone at this point, so you ran to answer the door.

“Leia.” You whispered.

“Hi hon.” She smiled softly.

“What are you doing here?” You sniffled.

“Poe called me. Luckily I was nearby visiting a friend.”

You sighed in relief, eyes forming tears once again.

“Can I come in?”

“Please,” You gestured for her to come inside.

She walked in, setting her bag down on the counter and then pulling you into a hug.

You hugged her tightly, small sobs escaping your lips as you cried into her shoulder. You clutched onto her shirt and she sighed.

“Let it out.”

“I was so scared. I did my best to stand up for myself but h-he..”

“I know. Poe told me. It’s okay. You don’t need to talk about it.”

You nodded and sniffled, finally calming down.

“Here,” Leia pulled back, “Let me see.”

You stood up straight as she gently ran her thumb along your bruised cheek.

“Ice and Advil should reduce the swelling. Do you know where he went?”

You shook your head, “I don’t know. I don’t know how he got my address or even knew I moved to Florida!”

She nodded, “Okay, well you aren’t going to stay here tonight. Are you comfortable with coming to my house for the night? Poe will be back tomorrow.”

You nodded. You just didn’t want to be alone, even though Rose would be back later. You weren’t as close to Rose. Leia was not only your boss, but Poe's aunt. You felt connected to her, and you were sure she knew about your past. Poe told Leia everything.

“Let me just pack a bag real quick.”

She smiled softly and nodded as you went to your room, packing up a change of clothes and pajamas along with some toiletries and your blanket.

You sent Rose a text letting her know you were going to be gone for the night and that you would be home sometime tomorrow. She didn’t reply, but you figured it was because she was out drunk at the bar. She’d realize you were gone eventually.

The drive to Leia’s house seemed shorter than it was, only because Leia managed to keep your mind off of Kyle. She talked to you about new books that were arriving in the shop, gave you more restaurant recommendations, and even talked you through your argument with Poe.

“He’s a boy. He doesn’t think before he speaks.” She’d say. You cracked a small smile.

“I’ll just tell you this, that boy loves you immensely. He’s been in love with you since he saw you get off the plane from New York. You have nothing to worry about” She said. You looked at her, lips parting slightly. She just looked at you and smiled before continuing to drive. Leia really did know everything.

The rest of the evening was comfortable. Her house was small but cute, with only two rooms and one bathroom. You were introduced to Leia's husband, Han, who wouldn’t stop cracking jokes. Normally you would tell him they were extremely cheesy, but you needed all the smiles and laughs you could get. Leia let you take the guest room and offered you the shower. You had been so emotionally exhausted, you just decided to slide into bed after thanking Leia and Han for offering you their home.

You laid down with an ice pack pressed gently against your cheek as you scrolled through your phone when a text popped up.

Hey. Called in tomorrow. Catching the next flight back to Miami. I won’t be back until late, so don’t wait up. Aunt Leia told me you’re at her place. I will see you first thing in the morning. I love you baby. Sleep well. - Poe

You smiled softly to yourself. He really cared about you so much that he called in to his job, as a pilot, to catch a flight home, when he isn’t piloting, to get home to you quicker. Just like Leia said, he loved you immensely.

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You woke up the next morning to a familiar voice, the voice that had helped you grow so much the past year.

“Baby,” Poe’s voice caused your eyes to flutter open slowly. It took you a moment before you realized who it was. Your eyes widened when it came to you.

Without a word, you sprung up, throwing yourself into him. You held him as close as you could, “I’m so glad you’re here.”

Poe sighed, nuzzling his head into your neck, “Me too.”

You stayed in silence for a moment before Poe spoke, “I’m going to find him, and I am going to beat his ass.”

You chuckled, pulling back and resting your forehead on his.

“I love you, but you don’t have to do that.”

He frowned when he saw your cheek, “Y/N, he did this to you..” He ran his thumb under your eye gently.

You sighed, “I know.”

“That’s not okay. He needs to be arrested.”

“I don’t know where he is now. For all I know he could have gone back to New York.”

Poe sighed and nodded, kissing the tender spot softly.

“How do you feel about staying with me for a bit? He doesn’t know me or my address, so he won’t know where you are. Just… until we have a pretty good idea he’s not here anymore.”

You smiled. Part of you hoped he would say that.

“I’d love that.”

He smiled widely, “Good, cause I took the week off. Family emergency.”

You shook your head, “You didn’t need to do that for me…”

“Yes I did. Because I love you, I care about you, and you and your safety is important to me.” He put his forehead on yours.

You took a shaky breath, “Thank you.”

He smiled as Leia walked in.

“How’re the lovebirds?”

You giggled as Poe stood up, walking over to her and wrapping his arm around her, kissing her head.

“Thank you for checking on her and bringing her here on such short notice.”

“Of course. She’s like family. She makes you happy.” She winked at you.

You smiled softly, looking down at your lap.

He smiled over at you before looking back down at Leia.

“I think I’m going to take her back to my place for the week just so I know she’s safe.”

Leia nodded, “If you two need anything, you let me know.” You nodded.

“Oh, and Y/N?” You looked up at Leia, “Take the week off.”

Your smile dropped, “Leia…”

“Please. Spend time together. I know you want it.”

You looked at Poe and he nodded, in which you smiled softly.

“Thank you.”

She winked again before clapping her hands together.

“Alright, I know it's been a rough last 24 hours, but I made french toast. Care to stay for a little while longer?”

“Hell yeah,” Poe chuckled, “How could I ever pass up Auntie's famous recipe?”

You giggled and nodded, “I’d love some.”

She smiled widely and nodded, “It’ll be ready in ten. I’ll leave you two alone..”

She walked out as you got out of the sheets, walking to Poe. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you put your hand on his cheek.

“I’m sorry about all the things I said to you…” He started.

You shook your head, “Later.”

He nodded, leaning down to kiss you slowly. You smiled through it, arms snaking around to wrap around his neck as he pulled you closer against his chest.

The spark you had missed the last couple days was finally back, and you were content, regardless of your confrontation with Kyle. You really couldn’t complain. He was home.

Kyle tried to break you once again, and in the moment you felt you had lost everything all over again. Your confidence, your happiness, yourself. But Poe was here to remind you that you hadn’t. You were still that beautiful, talented, strong woman he had gotten to know and love. You weren’t a loser. You were a winner, and the winner takes it all.

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⚡️ Why are they mad at me? ⚡️

Check sun🌞, moon🌙 & MARS⚔️

✨⭐️ quick note: this is not about who’s at ‘fault’, i have simply provided some (practical) guidelines intended to explain and deal with anger in the signs ⭐️✨

⚡️ Aries (fire, cardinal): You ‘won’ (at some mundane activity). You insulted their ‘virility’, their ‘potency’ (yup, women too). A somewhat ‘basic’ emotional reaction that is usually not that difficult to understand (watch out for physical reactions!).

‘[Angry, non-verbal noises].’

What you can do: Try to distract them, do some other activity—or else they’ll try to ‘beat’ you until you both pass out from exhaustion. Exaggerate your ‘humorous tone’ when poking fun at them.

⚡️ Taurus (earth, fixed): There is most likely a practical, ‘common sense’ reason for their anger. Not prone to getting angry unexpectedly or for ‘irrational’ reasons.

‘If you’d just start [behaviour that actually makes sense].’

What you can do: Don’t argue with them. They’ll repeat the same thing ad nauseum & will never (ever!) change their mind (only internally/over long stretches of time). Consider changing certain behaviours: Taureans don’t demand much, won’t demand the impossible.

⚡️ Gemini (air, mutable): You interpreted their words literally/you don’t know the value of an (quote unquote) ‘interesting’ conversation/are limiting their self-expression. Be prepared for a verbal tirade; there is little chance of you being able to explain your point of view.

‘Sometimes I just say stuff...’

What you can do: Go talk to some water-dominant people. Alternatively: If you get to know the Gemini in question better, you’ll learn to tell when they’re being serious & when they’re just ‘experimenting’ with thoughts & concepts (hint: it’s usually the latter). Also: When they’re angry, just let them talk until they’re done.

⚡️ Cancer (water, cardinal): You offended someone they care about/someone they think needs protecting. Watch out: they will know how to hurt you because they are so easily hurt themselves/are emotionally intuitive, sensitive.

‘You can’t say that to x!!’

What you can do: Apologise to the person you (may have) offended. Simple. Tried & true.

⚡️ Leo (fire, fixed): You humiliated them (in public) or messed with their public image and/or self-image. They don’t feel valued for their gifts, they don’t feel a ‘heart to heart’ connection to you & feel you’re inauthentic.

‘You made me look stupid!’

What you can do: Verbally express your (sincere!) admiration for them. Describe how you’ll act differently next time. Make them feel less self-concious.

⚡️ Virgo (earth, mutable): You broke some very strange, very specific rule of theirs you weren’t aware of. How is it possible for them to be angry about such minor transgressions? Are they angry for ‘deeper’, more psychological reasons? You might never know.

‘You know that goes there!’

What you can do: Make a mental note of what set them off. Ask them if they’re really angry about something else. Remind them there’s a limit to what can (realistically) be expected of other people.

⚡️ Libra (air, cardinal): You only picked up on their anger because they started being passive agressive. It takes a lot of time/effort to get to the actual confrontation/the ‘why?’ part. Oftentimes it’s a case of them perceiving something you did as ‘tactless’, ‘inappropriate’, ‘rude’. Maybe you destroyed the harmony/peace in a certain social setting.

‘Sometimes I just feel like people don’t really appreciate me enough, y’know?’

What you can do: Patiently try to find out the issue at hand. If you’re genuinely interested in solving the conflict/hearing their side of the story, don’t intimidate them by raising your voice or confronting them head-on. Also: maybe buy a book on social etiquette??

⚡️ Scorpio (water, fixed): Angry due to deep psychological reasons that have their roots in childhood & are known only to their therapist. Will use their almost ‘psychic’ intuition to hit you where it hurts & to—ultimately—make you retreat & leave them alone.

‘...’

‘So going back to what you said last time about your first day of kindergarten...’

What you can do: Never assume they’re angry cause of petty reasons, even though it might manifest that way. They’ve probably been ‘brooding’ over the issue for (literal) ages. Don’t assume you’ll be able to understand said issue without having a lot of insight into their psyche/personal history. Their words will cause permant psychic damage so make sure you have either a. good psychic defenses or b. a good support system (you may need to see your therapist afterwards).

⚡️ Sagittarius (fire, mutable): You attacked their belief system. If you’re ‘lucky’ (& depending on how close you are), they might try to ‘enlighten’ you. If not, they’ll find someone else: ‘positive vibes only.’

‘[Walks away].’

What you can do: Try to approach conversations with them differently—‘Oh, that’s fascinating, yesterday I learnt [something that expands on their notion]’ instead of ‘But if you believe x is true, it logically follows you must also believe y is true.’ Or just go talk to a Virgo or an Aquarius.

⚡️ Capricorn (earth, cardinal): Some all-to-legitimate reason (Although keep in mind: they do have very high standards). Harsh & severe; a reality-check.

‘You have no right to speak to me like that. You should try focusing more on your personal growth instead of trying to pull other people down all the time. I’ll talk to you again once you’ve become a better person.’

What you can do: They probably weren’t trying to make you cry; they just believe in the whole ‘tough love’ approach to things. They usually respond well to open communiction so just tell them if they hurt you. Show them you’re trying to become a better person—but not because you’re intimidated by them.

⚡️ Aquarius (air, fixed): They may not actually be angry, just trying to demonstrate their intellectual ‘superiority’. They can easily get preachy (‘annoying’), disregarding subtle social/emotional cues on their quest for the ‘truth’. If they are angry, you might not be able to tell the difference: they will do everything in their power to remain ‘unaffected’ & ‘rational’: they will deeply insult you like it’s nothing.

‘I thought we went over this: [something you haven’t thought through as well as they have].’

What you can do: If you want to have your emotions/the conflict analyzed by them in great detail, tell them openly (without getting emotional) how you feel—they’re fascinated by interpersonal conflicts, others emotions. If not, drop it. Don’t expect them to spontaneously start talking about their own feelings (If they do attempt this, they probably care about you very much (!)). It’ll usually take them a while to ‘figure out’ their emotions, by which time you’ll probably get a ‘loosely-scripted’ explanation.

⚡️ Pisces (water, mutable): They’re more upset than they are angry. It could literally be about anything. The world is a harsh place. Victim complex (!!).

‘It’s just... [bursts into tears].’

What you can do: Make them the focus, not you. Comfort them. Listen to them. Don’t ridicule them. That said: they’re not always the victim. You might have to hurt their feelings at some point in time.