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PERIOD DRAMA APPRECIATION WEEK | Day 2: Fav Relationship

“The relation in which we stand to one another leaves nothing to desire. It is a union of heart and soul, and therefore noble, and in it the poor children shall find their cradle, so as to be able one day to ensure a like happiness for themselves.” - Prince Albert

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The words from Clark resonated within her and Sola felt a sudden kinship with the burden he had to carry. The weight of expectation from a world that saw him as both savior and guardian. She understood it very well, the crushing pressure of shouldering responsibilities that stretched beyond the scope of any single person. As a Time Lady, she had witnessed countless futures hang in the balance, and the decisions she made could either blow them out like a burning candle or guide them to a burn brighter.

"Clark .... " she began, her voice soft and carrying a hint of sympathy for her friend. " ... the path you chose is not one of isolation, but of unity. Your strength does not come from your ability to stand alone against the tides of fate ad time, but from the connections you forge with those around you." She stepped closer to him with her hand reaching out to touch his forearm. "You aren't Atlas holding up the heavens on your own. You are a beacon, drawing together the threads of humanity into a tapestry of hope and protection."

Sola felt Clark's concern for having everything fall to him. As his true self ( Kal-El ), as Clark, and Superman. He didn't need to go at the world alone and her unique abilities to see things and amongst her own responsibilities in her organization, she knew going at the world alone was not the best idea. Everyone needed companions and people to travel with them through the waters of what the universe threw their way. She rubbed his shoulder soothingly, before sighing a bit. "Come on Clark, lets go get something to eat, yeah? It'll make you feel better, at-least for a little while. Besides, you'll have some good company to cheer you up. What do you say?"

You  can’t  possibly  do  all  of  this  alone.

He  sensed  something  inside  her  eyes  who  resonated  highly  as  he  brought  up  that  Altas  comparison.  Wasn’t  the  first  time  such  conversation  happened  before?  Impression  of  how  emotionally  Sola  at  the  moment  he  had  been  exposing  quietly  that  concerned  didn’t  missed  him,  but  preferred  to  remain  polite  not  to  point  that  out.  Concerning  his  own  place  inside  the  universe  ---  concerning  how  he  decided  to  protect  whole  Earth  ---     ❝  I  expecting  to  myself  to  be  able  to  save  everyone  of  universe  unknowns  threats.  By  pulling  that  expectation  of  myself  humanity  look  at  me,  expecting  me  to  act  that  way.  ❞  There  was  something  coming  from  the  inner  of  his  soul  that  screamed  that  reality.  He  wanted  to  save  everyone.  Avoid  death  and  conflict  when  it  wasn’t  necessary,  protect  this  planet  of   comic’s  threats.    ❝  Wasn't my  own  decision  I made a long time ago ?  Isn’t  the  path  I  chosen  for  myself?  ❞

He  remained  inside  a  path  in  which  no  possible  mistake  can  be  made.

He  stayed  inside  a  journey  when  one  tiny  mistake  can  be  fatal.   

Inside  every  decision  he  was  making,  he  needed  to  do  the  right  decision,  with  awareness  of  the  potential  consequences  he  would  need  to  anticipate,  with  the  potential  human  stress  coming  about  in  which  measure  that  decision  remained  the  best  compared  to  all  possible  proposed  alternatives,  while  having  righteousness  to  assuming  such  choice.  Not  doing  any  kind  of  mistake,  no  matter  how  complicated,  no  matter  how  difficult  circumstances  were,  was  something  terribly  hard.  Sure,  there  was  another  perspective  offered  thanks  to  the  Justice  League.  Couple  of  disagreements  he  shared  concerning  Batman’s  solutions  who  were  far  more  radical  than  him  (and  accidentally  giving  him  a  strange  sentiment  in  the  stomach,  as  he  was  certain  he  perceived  such  radicality  somewhere,  and  it  wasn’t  coming  only  from  Luthor’s  symbol  trademark)  that  displeasing  him  much  of  time.  Nevertheless,  with  the  Justice  League,  he  wasn’t  going  to  eternally  remind  them  he  remained  the  alien.

Connection  he  shared  with  Sola,  mentally,  sometimes,  he  accepted  he  wouldn’t  probably  get  the  answer  of  the  various  unknown  questions  resonating  inside  of  him.  Around  her,  what  sounded  something  usual  could  be  perceived  otherwise,  as  how  each  daily  life  remained  around  that  compromising  of  responsibilities  echoed  with  strange  familiarity.  He  placed  himself  in  a  manner  the  chessboard  could  fit  him  best  …  but  by  moments,  he  had  the  impression  he  had  brought  here  not  only  by  his  own  parents  …      ❝  Knowing  things  is  a  good  point  for  help  a  reporter,  but  help  heavier  shoulders?  ❞  He  mused  playfully,  as  the  closeness  between  them  was  something  he  didn’t  searched  more  explanations,  as  there  was  that  immediate  happiness  spreading  on  his  face.  He  appreciated  the  comforting  closeness  and  gesture  he  received,  as  he  sensed  an  embarrassment  to  have  …  complained  …  about  his  own  situation.     ❝  Your  skills  might  develop  inside  another  manner  if  you  honestly  want  to  help  me.  ❞

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PATRICK WILSON as Orm Marius AQUAMAN (2018) dir. James Wan

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@lightcreators ( maxil ) said " I am belonging to the stars in same manner you've part of them"

Sola was out exploring the planet, a seemingly baren one but she found in filled with artifacts. Some she wanted to collect and study, so as she stepped out of her TARDIS and it materialized into the surroundings ( as a massive native tree ) she explored. She situated her hat, clad in trousers and a blouse reminiscent of earth in the 1920s. She wandered around, before hearing the familiar sound of another TARDIS. That's when he spotted a very familiar face. Maxil.

"Ah, Maxil." the Sola greeted warmly, her eyes twinkling with the light of a thousand stars. Running over to hug him, before hearing his words. She pulled away, chuckling some. "Your sentiment is as vast as the cosmos itself. We are all but mere specks of stardust in the grand tapestry of existence, aren't we?" she stepped closer to him as a soft smile gracing her lips as she regarded him with genuine affection. She hadn't seen him in ... a very long time. It was nice to see a familiar face again. However, she was more curious to what brought him here to this particular place? "How have your travels treated you since we last met? I'm surprised you're not back at the Capitol? Are you out exploring the universes for Gaillfrey or ... for yourself?"

Sola had always enjoyed Maxil's company, always around helping her ( and occasionally her best friend Runcible ) when they would run into the Deca. She was reminded of her time when she was but a young Gallifreyan at the academy, exploring the vast corridors of the Library of Gallifrey alongside her closest confidant, Runicilbe. "How come you're all the way out here?" she asked curiously, rounding an interesting building of sorts.

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EMILY BLUNT on Lip-Sync Battle Season 1 Episode 3 "Anne Hathaway VS Emily Blunt"

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take a break while watching this little bunny cross your dash

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@lightcreators ( lex luthor ) said " I don't think you can easily convince me as much I appreciate the sentiment Miss Burke"

The Professor looked to Luthor with a concerned look. He had created something so powerful and the consequences of it being mishandled would be catastrophic. She knew she couldn't let him use it that way. There had to be rules and some regulation with his invention. "Mister Luthor, you do know how powerful this invention of yours is? It can rip the fabrics of space-time apart if your off by one single calculation." the woman warned. She wasn't sure what his intentions were, but she had to make sure it was kept in check. This was major and if it dealt with space-time and pocket universes, then she was the person to handle it. Sighing, she turned to Luthor and placed a hand to his shoulder. Things weren't ... right, but could she interfere? Should she? It was a complicated situation she was in. "Please rethink this." Her voice was calm, but there was concern etched in her voice. Why did this seem so familiar to her? Like it happened before? Whatever the reason, she was truly worried.

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@lightcreators ( vila restal ) said " You've changed my life for the best"

The Professor turned to her dear friend and companion and placed a hand to his shoulder. A soft smile tugged at the Time Lady's lips as she chuckled to him. "Oh Vila." she began, taking a deep breath as she looked around her TARDIS. Everything oddly seemed right at this moment. He was one of few companions that actually travelled with her inside her TARDIS and his companion there was much welcomed. "You're company is always welcome, you know? I can always use someone with your ... talents." she joked, referring to his criminal background.

She found his helpful and fascinating and a strong sense that they were closer than she knew of. He was familiar to her beyond what he knew, but she wouldn't say why. The Professor rounded the TARDIS control, before looking over to Vila. A sly and giddy grin appeared on her face, "Now my friend, where to? We've got so many places to explore ... now you're not stuck on that bloody planet anymore." she joked, though she was being serious. They could literally go anywhere, all Vila had to do was tell her were he wanted to go. " ... or should I surprise you?"

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Patrick Wilson as Orm Marius AQUAMAN AND THE LOST KINGDOM (2023) dir. James Wan

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EMILY BLUNT as Cornelia Locke in The English 1.06

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@cupcakesmuses ( any muse ) gets a random starter!

The Professor had found herself in the middle of a town, her TARDIS had decided to land here for some odd reason. So the Time Lady had stepped out, looking around curiously. "Well, this is interesting to say the least!" she beamed, always open to explore and see new places and universes. Her eyes looked about the landscape, it seemed familiar but was it really? She couldn't be so sure of herself these days, with traveling around everywhere and anywhere was a bit tolling on the Time Lady.

Glancing back to the TARDIS, she shook her head. Taking a deep breath in, she grinned and went out into the world. An adventure awaited her, but something was missing. A companion, she needed a companion. The last one she had was back where they belonged. Pursing her lips, she scanned the locals in an attempt to mingle as they would say. She eventually wandered out and spotted an interesting looking person, to which she approached. "Ah. Excuse me, you happen to know where I am? You see ... I a bit lost." Not technically a lie, she didn't know where she was -- thanks to her TARDIS deciding to surprise her.

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Elizabeth listened to Hans speak, nodding every now and again. She felt sympathy for him and how mean his older brothers and father were to him. He had every right to rule as much as his brothers did, but he was denied it. When Hans spoke about Phil, she titled her head some. True, he was her advisor and he helped her a great deal but the fact Hans spoke highly of him was interesting. So Hans required Phil's help to gain power? Why so? Why Phil of all people? Elizabeth was capable of helping Hans, after all she held more power than Phil. "Phil? Why not me? I can surely help you Hans." she offered softly.

Taking a deep breath, she listened and frowned to him. Power. That was what he was after and something he deserved. It was something she had but didn't want ( not entirely ). She pursed her lips turning to face the prince for a moment as her hands took his. Something about him and power seemed to go together, something about it was ... strong enough to make Elizabeth consider her next question carefully. She knew if this were to happen, their could be consequences. Good or bad, she didn't know. "I have a proposal for you, if you're willing to listen to it." she began, looking around the landscape. She knew Phil would probably scold her over what she was going to say.

"What if we were to marry? You'd have your power and I would be free of making decisions that I can't." she was serious in the proposal too. She knew Hans for a long while and it just seemed right. To be married to him.

Power  was  absolute.

It  always  has  been  a  clear  notion  anchored  inside  his  mind,  an  inevitable  knowledge.

Happiness  would  come  with  power.  Comfort  will  come  with  power.   

Nevertheless  ---  he  shouldn’t  never  have  been  forced  in  the  first  place  to  wait  for  such  event  to  ever  happening  to  him,  imagining  that  perception  of  a  perfected  future  perfectly  imagined  finding  itself  obligated  to  been  taken  over  forcibly.  Nevertheless  ---  he  shouldn’t  be  forced  to  asking  for  a  miracle  for  hoping  receiving  such  owning.

A  prince  without  a  land  to  reign,  a  prince  having  a  title  in  sign  of  remembrance  of  where  he  was  coming  from  without  associated  advantages  turned  himself  inside  a  cruel  joke,  in  which  regardless  how  loud  his  voice  could  be,  he  wasn’t  going  to  be  heard.  There  were  too  many  people  in  his  family  for  someone  coming  from  the  lowest  ranks  having  whatever  importance  inside  the  legacy,  which  was  something  who  frustrated  him  to  no  ends.  Relationship  with  his  parents  has  been  complicated,  relationship  with  his  siblings  has  been  complicated,  however,  anchored  one  defined  perception  about  how  he  wanted  imposing  himself  as  the  only  one.  For  similar  circumstances,  Elizabeth’s  treatment  was  a  dream  in  which  he  wouldn’t  never  personally  touch  one  little  fragment  of  the  happiness  and  the  kindness  she  received  from  life,  for  has  been  pulled  inside  a  hellfire  in  which  he  was  searching  desperately  to  find  the  exit.  It  has  been  currently  a  miracle  attachment  sentiment  managed  to  distract  him,  to  lower  down  his  barriers,  and  allow  him to  share  part  of  his  heart.

One  word  secretly  that  he  loathed  from  all  the  extent  of  his  heart.

Miracles.

As  if  he  needed  them  for  hoping  something  inside  that  existence  … Did  he  was  expecting  her  to  understand  his  complete  perspective  concerning  his  perception  of  power?  Probably  not.  Having  a  kingdom  was  barely  the  first  step  of  requesting  entire  acknowledge  of  the  entire  universe  of  a  position  he  was  owning.  Especially  for  him  who  get  zero  while  been  born  in  middle  of  a  guaranteed  elite.  Wasn’t  he  in  middle  of  most  pleasant  seats  for  get  what  he  wanted  without  having  himself  to  do  the  dirty  work,  and  corrupting  personally  everyone  that  will  come  across  his  path?  Wasn’t  it  humiliating  he  was  forced  to  personally  showing  his  potential  all  by  himself?

As  much  there  was  an  assurance  that  wanted  to  be  pulled  about  how  she  wasn’t  forced  to  constantly  listening  to  her  advisor,  nevertheless,  he  had  that  terrible  bad  impression  he  shouldn’t  agree.  He  wanted  to,  as  he  wanted  to  advise  her  to  not  listening  to  Philip  Butler  ---  but  there  was  something,  into  the  manner  he  was  looked  at  by  the  concerned,  by  the  manner  he  seemed  the  one  becoming  the  prey  of  a  predator  it  wasn’t  something  he  will  allowing  to  been  confessed  in  middle  of  these  walls,  neither  something  that  should  be  recommended.  In  which  extent  he  had  true  influence  in  middle  of  Elizabeth’s  kingdom  compared  to  him,  that  handled  the  business  since  many  years,  that  remained  that  one  possible  door  he  might  took  for  gain  what  he  wanted?  In  which  extent  he  could  pretending  himself  knowing  more  when  his  lack  of  experience  could  be  damaging?  Outside  these  delicate  questions,  it  was  just  the  sensation  of  that  guy.  Philip  Butler  terrorizing  him  he  didn’t  want  him  having  a  reason  to  pick  his  interest  ---  in  which,  fatally,  by  moving  closer  of  Elizabeth,  it  was  inevitable  such  day  happening  someday.  Philip  Butler  managed  to  triggering  inside  of  him  an  unexplained  terror.  Philip  Butler  presence  triggered  sensation  and  remembrance,  no  matter  how  far  he  could  run,  no  matter  how  far  he  could  hide,  there  will  be  always  someone,  always  somebody,  that  will  be  tracking  him  back  to  the  end  of  universes  for  observing  him,  for  admiring  evolution  of  his  moves,  each  time  pondering  in  which  extent  he  wished  to  get  that  desired  miracle.

He  wouldn’t  get  absolute  power  without  the  acknowledgement  of  that  guy.

An  insulting  thought ,  and  yet,  something  that  anchored deeply  inside  of  his  being.

❝  You’re  truly  the  single  person  in  the  world  allowed  to  do  that.  ❞  He  expressed  slowly  with  a  bit  of  casualness  inside  his  expression,  regardless  if  he  appreciated  closeness  they  shared  together.  ❝  Your  advisor  doesn’t  seem  a  man  that  accept  not  to  be  listened.  ❞   There  was  certainly  inside  that  sentence,  as  it  was  confessed  without  barriers.  ❝  Besides,  as  much  not  everything  be  told  to  him,  I’m  certain  he  will  not  let  knowledge  escaped  him  …  isn’t  the  point  of  an  advisor?  Isn’t  point  of  an  advisor  at  his  level?  Though,  in  some  manner,  he  is  my  entry  point  for  gain  experience  I  desire,  since,  I  will  fatally  need  to  be  acknowledged  for  be  part  as  a  good  ally  of  your  kingdom,  beyond  your  own  approval  that  I  have  already  received  of  course.  ❞  He  was  playfully  expressed.  Did  it  would  make  his  hell  brighter,  or  increased  further  his  current  damnation?  ❝  Your  advisor  is  some  kind  of  genius.  Different  and  similar  of  mine,  as  his  gaze  expressed,  he  holds  fairytale  inside  him.  A  gaze  holding  miracles  inside  of  them,  it’s  how  I  perceive  him.  ❞  Her  following  sentences  pushed  him  into  a  gentle  thoughtfulness,  as  there  was  acceptance  his  obsession  with  power  cannot  been  completely  understand.  ❝  The  world  owns  me  this.  Even  since  my  childhood,  all  I  dream  is  to  seat  down  with  power,  that  I  knew  that  will  be  mine.  It  shouldn’t  be  too  much  to  ask  for  a  noble of my position. ❞

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WANDAVISION S01E07 – Breaking The Fourth Wall

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had a busy week, but today is the mun's birthday. will get to writing again in the coming days. promise!

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The contrast between both looks😍😍

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give this a like for a starter ( if we haven't rped yet or haven't in a while ). i need more writing partners. (: