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the-insomniac-emporium · 3 years

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i stumbled upon ur writing looking for lady d x non-binary reader fics and ur work has just been a godsend i’m obsessed. it’s inspired me to start writing my own even though i’ve never written for fandoms before. i’ve never written for other actual characters before either so i was wondering if u could spare any tips for writing for lady d and her daughters? 🙏🏻

I can certainly try! I'll divide the tips into lil sections for each characters. Might be less tips, more character observations that help me figure out how to write them? Putting under read-more for length. Also! If you ever want someone to look over what you write before you post it, I offer my services! I can't guarantee how fast I can respond, but I've been editing/proof-reading/giving general feedback for my friends for years, with everything from fanfiction to college level essays.

Alcina:

Large and in charge, literally. Regardless of the situation, Lady D wants to stay in control, or at least look like she's in control. Okay, minor exception being anything involving Mother Miranda, since she's the one person Lady D has any real respect for. Otherwise, Alcina maintains a good grasp on any situation, looking for ways to put herself in control.

For example, she often uses her height as a means to establish dominance, even within RE8 canon. If you watch a video of the Four Lords meeting, Alcina stands up once she starts arguing with Heisenberg, towering over him in an attempt to intimidate. We also see the aforementioned exception in this scene, as Lady D sort of "shrinks" a little when Miranda responds.

As much as Lady D wants to be in control, she's not always actually capable of it. In the game, we see her struggle to contain her emotions, and often releases them in outbursts. Such as the infamous vanity throwing scene (god I love that so much). It can provide some nice contrast in scenes, having Lady D be so in control one moment, then as soon as she's behind closed doors she's letting it all out.

Uses the most old-fashioned language out of her whole family. It's kind of hard to describe how one goes about writing this way, but I recommend trying to find some journals that were written in the early 1900's and reading them. Or just some classic novels (not Moby Dick, tho, that one's a bit much, in my opinion). One thing I can say is occasionally swap contractions (can't, don't, I've, etc) for the full version of the word (cannot, do not, I have, etc). Something about that always makes dialogue feel older, though I can't really explain why. Whatever you do, just don't rely too much on using synonyms. Replacing common words with their cousins can make dialogue feel "fancier", but you often run the risk of unintended connotations (feelings, positive or negative, associated with a word) messing with how a text is interpreted.

Puts up a front/facade around most people, as part of her noble background and need for control, with words like "stoic" and "composed" coming to mind. Very rough with troublemakers, no mercy. But!!! So very incredibly soft with her family/loved ones. I've seen some people accuse her of "faking" her love for her daughters, but these people either played a different game than I did, or they can't read emotions as well as I can. Gentle touches when she's checking if her kids are okay, little glances and gentle nods for reassurance, pausing a chase just to help her daughters, etc.

Bela:

Wants to make her mother proud. Legally obligated to make her mother proud, because she's the eldest daughter. Not that I know how that feels, being the younger of two children. Regardless, Bela is the most well behaved of the daughters, even when her mother isn't around. However, she does resent this position to some degree, based on in game dialogue/dialogue files that are in the game but aren't used. Personally, I see her as someone who's willing to let certain things go in exchange for favors/blackmail ammo.

Cleans up after her sisters a fair bit, sometimes literally. Feels responsible for them, to the point where their mistakes are her mistakes, and she's forced to compensate on their behalf. Because of this she ends up complaining a lot, though almost only when her family isn't around.

Still very protective of her family, she simply does most of her protecting behind the scenes. Knows how to manipulate a situation, which she probably learned from her mother, and can be quite convincing when she wants to be. Less likely to use violence to solve a problem than anyone else in the family. Will she use violence if need be, or if someone fucks up enough? Yes, absolutely, but she'll focus more on efficiency than misery (unless someone really fucks up).

Generally speaking she's more eloquent than either of her sisters, though not by much unless she's trying to impress someone (usually her mother).

Cassandra:

Two words: Angry. Horny. To her, they might as well be one word. Horngry. Cassandra struggles with her emotions more than either of her sisters, being a pressure cooker ready to pop basically all the time. It's not hard to set her off, but it can take ages for her to cool back down. Let's her frustration (of any variety) build up until she can bludgeon someone to death with it. Harshest on the servants, and spends the most time toying with others in the dungeon.

Like Bela, Cassandra wants to make her mother proud, but it's less of an obligation and more of a "I'm the middle child and feel like I don't get enough attention" type deal. Is more than willing to stoop to "tattle telling" activities in order to get the attention she craves. Usually sticks to obediently following her mother's orders or hunting down enemies, though.

Bit of an artsy type, and the most likely to take trophies from her victims. Gross ones, usually. Okay, well, that's debatable, but I'm talking about general consensus rather than my specific tastes. Personally, I don't care if she's got some weird blood paintings. Hell, I've got extra blood, and also am clumsy and bleed a lot anyway, she can have mine!

Hides her non-anger emotions as best as she can. Hates talking about her feelings (even if it helps), to the point where it's usually impossible to tell how she's feeling deep down. Remember, anger is a secondary emotion! No one is ever just angry, there's always something else hiding underneath, such as: Sadness, disappointment, loneliness, jealousy, etc. Keep this in mind when you're writing her. Make sure you pinpoint the center of her anger, and hint at it, letting her actions show her true goal.

Swears the most, easily. Tends to speak in shorter sentences than her sisters, and prefers being blunt to being eloquent/flowery.

Daniela:

Love, love, love, love, love, ahhhh deep breath... love. Loves love, or at least what she processes as love. Would do anything for romance. Except she also craves "natural" romance, creating a sort of paradox that adds to her delusions, as she engages in the pursuit of unintentional romance (not to be confused with "The Pursuit of Unintentional Humor", a song that I very, very much enjoy). Wants to be loved for who she is at the same time that she attempts to mold herself into a more lovable shape. Struggles with intimacy, wanting to feel vulnerable without actually being so.

On some level she understands that draining people of their blood, and then drinking said blood, is not equatable to a healthy relationship. But seeing as this is the most common form of supposed "intimacy" that she experiences, she refuses to acknowledge the true nature of what she does. Instead she clings to the idea of "forever bonding" with her partners, pretending that each one is still with her, even when she no longer remembers their names.

Hates being rejected, no matter how gently. "Ugly" cries, but only if she's alone, often turning her pain into anger, just like Cassandra. However, her outbursts don't seem to last as long. In reality, her breakdowns simply occupy the inside of her existence, rather than the outside. Sure, she's giggling and causing chaos, like usual, but on the inside she's breaking a record for most depressing internal monologue.

Reads a ton, but not always "quality" books. Goes through a dozen books or more a week, often rereading her favorites several times, mainly within the romance genre (obvs). This affects her speech a fair amount, making her both cheesy and occasionally smooth as hell.

#j says things #character study #don't wanna tag as tips cuz this is so specific to resident #resident evil

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tiffanychammer · 4 years

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Hoax, a Bowery theory post.

I see hoax as part of a trilogy of songs on folklore.

Exile, written by Swift, Vernon, Bowery

Peace, written by Swift and Bowery

Hoax, written by Swift and Dessner

Part 1: Exile

It’s my theory that these three songs are intimately connected and most personally disclosed private moments and conversations between Bowery and Swift, hence this pseudonym and writing credit. I suspect the partner in Exile is in the acting field due to all of the film references.

Exile is between partners who can’t figure out why they aren’t making this work. In her mind, she’s clear that she’s into him, but according to him, he doesn’t get it. This reminds me of Delicate — the “I like you, don’t want to, certain about how I feel but do we dare talk about it?”

To her she’s given all the signs, but he can’t read her mind so he missed or was inobservant to her clues. I keep thinking of how we know Taylor met Joe at the Met Gala too. With the infamous Hiddleswift summer, Joe and her would be friends during this time. She probably knew immediately she liked him, and he her, but she held her cards close and they would be calling each other’s bluff about getting serious.

“I can see you starin’ like he’s just your understudy”

The guy she’s currently with is not good enough for her, in his eyes. The way he touches her. The way she laughs at his unfunny jokes. This woman got a premium spot in his heart, and he knows how this story goes; he wants out. She wants out from this intimate connection too because he didn’t get her messages, signs. But, maybe they weren’t dating yet, so she jumped in another relationship despite their emotional affair. She could still feel his eyes on her.

It’s possible to have the most intimately personal connection with someone in a short period of time. Especially if on a soul level they’re meant to help you grow. That’s a soulmate. A twin flame, on the other hand, is the other side of the same coin.

Some men will continue to hold onto the integrity of a relationship even if it’s painful. Once you burrow into someone’s heart, it’s painful to remove or pretend it didn’t happen. Maybe it’s best to try and play down the connection. Put communication on hold. But he can’t let her go, because he feels still protective of her even though she’s not his partner (and should be).

Hurt people, hurt people. They both miscalculated the other. She downplayed it and found someone who would give her attention. He played it distant.

Can he forgive the emotional betrayal of not picking him first?

Can she atone for her obtuse behavior?

Part 2: peace

Childish games are done. Over the summer she realizes the importance of their connection (with Joe), but realizes now that she hasn’t walked her talk when it comes to REAL love.

Always around the corner is some form of destruction, and sometimes it’s from within her because she alienates love because she ultimately doesn’t want to harm her lover.

The connection between “peace” and “hoax” is defined by the color blue, a color Taylor often connects specifically to Joe, from his jeans to his eyes, to the blues she made him feel when they’ve fought. Eyes also appears in a lyric in “exile” and it could be of him looking at her with the other dude, the guilt.

She wanted to maintain a friendship, even though it was difficult for him, even if she’s the one that caused his blues. Or maybe it’s “the blues” of depression that wash over him.

She can never give him “peace” publicly, is privately enough? Can she make that promise to be at peace and secure in their partnership? She’s the one with indiscretion, illicit affairs. He’s always been “such a man though”. His honor and integrity is a quality she admires about him most and makes her feel like she trivializes by contrast.

“You paint dreamscapes on the wall” reminds me of Paper Rings where her and joe jump into the pool, she’ll follow him even if he makes her blue like the wall they painted for his brother.

We meet his brother just a few lines later, she love his family as her own. She’ll stand by him through the fights, the battles of us against the world. She’ll share her most intimate parts: her wild, and even a child.

Even with rainstorms, she’ll give him all her sunshine and best, but will it be enough for him to weather the storms with her? She’s a fire, and even if she’s the one who may harm him, she promises to warm his heart again. Can he accept her storms?

Part 3: hoax

This relationship has played all their tricks. The magic of beginnings is over. This love has worn her raw in a different manner than she’s felt before. Before Lover, her love was frozen blue (Dancing with Our Hands Tied — another song about their relationship where the chemistry is palpable, but their hands are tied up in other obligations and relationships and logistics). He’s been blue from past relationships and her actions.

At this point she’s burned him and he’s burned her. (please see afterglow: “I'm the one who burned us down/But it's not what I meant” and the ties to ash and fire between peace and hoax.) They both have threatened to walk previously, burning each other with the betrayal of leaving, exile. Afterglow, she sees her mistakes, in hoax, it was his: I’m ash to your fire.

His blues have worn on her, and she’s not giving up on them because “no other shade of blue will do.” They fought, had a quarrel outside: “give me a reason.”

To stay?

To go?

To break up?

To try?

In this song, even though the hoax, the trick, is love, she believes and is going to stay— she’s seen the kaleidoscope of love’s colors. When there was nothing giving her life, he kept her heart beating. Can she forgive him for the blue waters he made her swim? She is trying.

Love, in all its colors, golden, red, and blue, she still believes in the hoax of love, because it’s not a trick — when you mean it you take both the blues and gold. Even if the love hoax is that it will always be golden (like daylight).

I feel many of the same feelings having met my own partner of 5.5 years while in another relationship. Our connection was instant and he watched me go back to the boyfriend for a summer until I had the courage to break it off. No judgement when love in your late 20s challenges your relationship to it. How far are you willing to still believe in love when you’ve been hurt and have hurt another partner in love? How do you make forgiveness and peace?

I believe in the Bowery theory that it is Joe, and they are exploring their relationship of the entire emotional spectrum of their connection.

#taylorswift #taylor swift #taylurking #theory #hoax #exile #peace #folklore #william bowery

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another-sonic-blog · 4 years

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A Perfect Night

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Synopsis: Ugly Amy Rose never thought she would be dating Shadow the Hedgehog and he never thought he would fall head over heels in love with the ugliest hedgehog in town.

Angst.

Many could argue that the night of January 3rd was perfect. It was a full moon and the stars twinkled in the night, the wind ran through the fields of flowers and tall grass. The city lights of Central City were bright and it was as lively as it could get. Couples, families, and friends were at total peace as they enjoyed the cold of the night.

But that wasn't the case for a pink and black hedgehog.

Shadow tried his best to keep drinking vodka in order to forget that he was about to make love to ugly Amy Rose. Awkwardly, they were sitting on the edge of a hotel bed, waiting to see who would take the first move.

"Do you ... want me?" Amy asked Shadow as her voice tremble and she had sincereness in her eyes.

How did they end up in this situation?

Shadow the Hedgehog was everything a Mobian ever wanted to be. From working at G.U.N with famous Team Dark to becoming top commander of the agency, Shadow was a hedgehog of many responsibilities.

And freedom.

He was a complete womanizer and rich. He was gifted in the looks department, skills and technique. Although he still kept that gloomy side of his, throughout the years, Shadow has learned to enjoy the little things in life.

With that came his passion for beautiful women. Shadow couldn't be tied down to one girl. He has never been in love before and he doesn't believe in it. He only cared for the small moments of pleasure the girls brought.

Ugly Amy Rose. When she was younger, everyone thought that Amy was going to grow into a beautiful hedgehog but to her dismay, she turned out to be quiet the opposite. At the age of 21, Amy was as ugly as it could get. Ugly Amy, they called her. She wore red round glasses as she had always needed them. Her hair was tied into a tight braid and she had braces on her teeth although it seemed she didn't longer need them. Her physic wasn't one many desired and she still wore her classic red dress.

When Shadow was named Commander of G.U.N., a lot of duties were given to him. He needed to fill out lots of paperwork and with that came the need to hire a secretary. That's when Amy came into the picture. At first, he wanted to hire a beautiful girl but sooner, he realized that that would include too much distraction. Shadow as well was known of Amy. She was there on the ARK, when the Black Arms attacked and many other world-saving missions along with Sonic and friends.

He trusted her and looking at her qualifications, he hired her.

She wasn't a problem. The problem was that Shadow is too conceited for his own good.

One night, he was drinking at a bar with his rival, Sonic the Hedgehog. Sonic was Captain of the Resistance, another organization like G.U.N. which tried to create a better world for the Mobians.

"Let's make a bet!" Sonic said, he was drunk but not as much as Shadow.

"Bring it on!" Shadow tried to keep his eyes open. The bar had very dim lights, the music was soft and it was quiet overall, it made him sleepy.

"You have been with many beautiful girls! But you have never been with an ugly one," Sonic added. "So, this is my bet! You have to date Ugly Amy for two months and you need to make her fall in love with you."

"What?"

Since the beginning, Sonic didn't want Amy to be part of G.U.N. He had tried convincing her to go back to the Resistance but nothing worked. He cared too much for the pink hedgehog to let her innocence be tainted by the likes of G.U.N. Sonic was aware of the platonic love Amy had for Shadow and she was so loyal to him that it seemed that nothing was going to make her realize how bad he was ... unless Shadow breaks her heart.

"You heard me," Sonic looked around the bar to make sure no one was watching them. "If you win I will give you the Resistance but if you lose... you give me G.U.N."

Sonic knew that this was extreme. But he had nothing to lose. Shadow didn't know that Sonic still kept friends with Amy. If it seemed that Shadow was going to win, then Sonic only had to tell show Amy proof of Shadow's doing. Which he had already prepared. Joining the Resistance and G.U.N was something that Shadow had always wanted. Sonic had the possibility of losing the Resistance but if it meant that Amy can realize how bad G.U.N. was, then it didn't matter. On the other hand, he also had the possibility of winning G.U.N. and he would make drastic changes to it.

Sonic pulled out some documents, he was prepared for this night. The rules and laws were established in a single sheet of paper. He just needed a drunk Shadow the Hedgehog to be stupid enough to sign the paper.

Sonic smirked at the black hedgehog, almost as if to make fun of him. "What? Are you going to tell me you can't do it?"

How much Shadow regretted that night.

If he wasn't stupid enough, then maybe he wouldn't be in this nasty situation. Shadow looked at the bulb light in their hotel room and he tried to avoid the question Amy had thrown at him.

He regretted not taking more shots of vodka because Chaos, he needed it. Nothing was pleasing about her. Amy was ugly ... too ugly and although Shadow had tried his best to pint point her best qualities he could only come up with two ... her personality and good persona.

They had been 'dating' for a month now and of course, it wasn't a surprise that Amy wanted to step it up to the next level. Shadow was already halfway there, he just needed one more month so he could be free of this madness. He just couldn't let Sonic have G.U.N.

Don't misunderstand him, Shadow cared for Amy. In the month that they had been secretly dating, he realized that she was too good. After this, he was sure he was going to go straight to hell because he was betraying such an angel.

Amy placed her arms around Shadow as she closed her eyes, ready to kiss him.

Shadow passed down saliva and he closed his eyes as he tried to imagine that he was kissing one of the many models he had dated.

Their kiss became more heated and Shadow opened his eyes slowly, realizing again who he was kissing.

Ugly Amy Rose.

"I am sorry," Shadow said as he pulled away. He stood up from the bed, a disgusted look on his face. "I can't I am sorry, I just can't do this with you."

Amy looked down to the floor, she tried to stop the tears from coming out of her eyes. "It's alright ... I understand."

Shadow sighed in relief. He let out a small laugh as he went back to sit next to Amy. "Thank you, thank you for understanding."

"Deep down, I always knew ... that you didn't desire me," Amy gained the strength to look at Shadow. "It was a miracle enough that we even began dating. I had hoped but ... I was wrong."

Shadow couldn't stop feeling guilty. Even now he regretted taking Amy to such an ugly hotel like this but once again he couldn't' afford to be seen with her. "No, no Amy you are misunderstanding me-"

"No it's alright I understand that ... you don't have that type of attraction towards me," Amy struggled to put her words out as more tears rolled down her cheeks. "We have a beautiful relationship and me being in love with you ... that doesn't obligate you to have that attraction towards me. You don't have to feel obligated to make love to me."

If there was one thing Shadow didn't want to do was to inflict any kind of pain towards Amy. Watching her cry, tremble in embarrassment was breaking every single wall he built up around him.

"I am sorry, Shadow, I am sorry for pressuring you to do this." Amy added, "I am sorry for being in love with you."

He couldn't believe just how pure-hearted she was. Amy was unlike any other girl he had been with. Their dates were always filled with amusement. Although he always tried to go to private places. He didn't want to be seen on a date with Amy under any circumstance. He had a reputation to maintain after all. However, he was always amused at how the simplest of things would make her happy.

The cheap poetry he found online but she loved it. The ugly teddy bears he gave her and the one-dollar flowers made her eyes shine in delight.

Amy was a complete angel that had been with him since the beginning.

Since the first day she joined the company, she had been there on his sad, happy and angry days. And right now ... maybe it was time to repay all of that. Even if the thought alone disgusted him.

"No, Amy, don't misunderstand me." Shadow grabbed her hands delicately. "Of course ... Of course, I desire you."

"No, please! I don't want you to do this out of pity don't-"

"No, Amy it's not because of that," Shadow placed a hand on her cheek, caressing it softly as he wiped away her tears. "I desire you because ... I love you, Amy."

Slowly, so very slowly he placed his lips on hers. For the first time, he wasn't imagining any of the many models or actresses he dated ... he was actually kissing ugly Amy Rose. Ever since they began dating, Shadow knew she was inexperienced in kissing. Especially because this was the most heated kissed that they ever had. Shadow at most would only give her a small peck on her lips because in all honesty that's as much as his conceited self let him.

But to his dismay, he realized that kissing Amy wasn't so bad. It was actually different. He was kissing a girl who was utterly in love with him. For Shadow, who didn't believe in such a thing as love, it was a sign that maybe love did exist.

In the form of a person.

Amy Rose was love.

and love they did.

When Amy first arrived at the G.U.N. as secretary, nobody could believe that someone like her would be 24/7 with Shadow the Hedgehog. They pity their Commander to a certain extent because he had to see such an abomination all the time.

It was such an irony that Amy used to organize Shadow all the dates he had with different females and she ended up being one of them. He remembers how much of a jerk he was to her once. One of his many lovers had come to visit him to his office and Shadow had order Amy to stay in her office until he notified her she could leave.

Long story short, Amy spends the whole night at her old office while Shadow had left with his lover to his house. He had forgotten to tell Amy she could leave. And like the good secretary she was, she stayed there all night long.

Her office was placed inside Shadow's office. It was an old forgotten storage room where ants, spiderwebs and even rats at times used to be. However, when Amy arrived, she cleaned everything and turned that storage room into her small office.

One day Shadow asked Amy if she wanted to move into a bigger office, with windows and everything. She almost cried to him, begging him to let her stay at that dusty office next to him. That's when Shadow realizes that Amy probably was in love with him.

However, he didn't give to much thought about it. As time passed, Shadow realized how good of a Mobian she was. She never complained even when Shadow screamed at her just because he was angry at someone else. She took care of him when he was sick and prepared him, all the types of tea he loved. Amy was there with him every single night he needed to finish paperwork late at night.

Amy had won the appreciation of the black hedgehog, he cared deeply for her.

But did he love her?

Absolutely not. Shadow knew that if he ever was going to be in love, it would be someone beautiful and not as ugly Amy Rose.

He had the right to have his preference, didn't he?

Shadow entered Amy's office. It was late at night already and he had gotten into the costume of taking her home after work.

"Hey, Amy-" Shadow entered the dark office as he closed the door behind him. He was stopped mid tracks as he felt strong arms around him.

"Hello, my love!" Amy gave him one of her famous hugs. In the beginning, he hated them but slowly he had grown fond of them.

Shadow had to admit that seeing Amy happy, made him happy as well. Of course, she was going to be happy, they made love last night after all. Even for Shadow, yesterday night was completely different from the many he has had with other girls. He even dared to call it a religious experience.

Shadow placed his hands around her cheeks, pressing them softly. He always liked how she would look like when he does that.

"Are you ready to leave?" Shadow asked as he planted a peck on her lips. It was strange, it was the first time he has ever done that voluntarily. He didn't give it too much thought, however.

"Not today, I made plans to go eat dinner with Knuckles today, hehe," Amy smiled at the black hedgehog, still her arms around him but had lost her grip and now her hands laid delicately around his waist.

"Knuckles?" Shadow blinked two times as if thinking he heard the name wrong.

"Yes, Knuckles. He is outside waiting for me already."

Shadow didn't know what it was but he could feel his fur frazzle up. "Oh, so you prefer to go with him than to go with me?"

Amy raised an eyebrow, questioning him. "No, but we have been planning this dinner since weeks ago. He is being really busy in Angel Island and we haven't been able to see each other-"

"Week ago?" Shadow raised his voice. "So when you were with me, you were talking to him."

Amy blushed a little as she concluded something on her head. She let out a small giggle and proceeded. "Shadow ... are you jealous?"

Shadow opened his mouth a little as he was trying to figure out what to answer. He rolled his eyes, of course, he wasn't jealous. That would be too stupid of him. "Of course not ... Look, I'll see you tomorrow. Go have fun with ... Knuckles."

Placing his hands around her waist, Shadow brought her body closer to his. He looked at her in the eyes and passionately kissed her just to make sure that she knew that she was still his. Between kisses, Amy smiled and was very thankful to have the black hedgehog in her life.

Knuckles was a very busy echidna. Well, mostly he would be taking care of Angel Island. After the war with Eggman, he didn't want to dissolve the Resistance and therefore, he gave the CEO position to Sonic. Sonic could do whatever he wanted with it, however, Knuckles was still pretty much the owner. Of course until Sonic was able to pay off the land debt he had with Knuckles which was pretty much never going to happen. The land was valued over 7 million dollars and Sonic monthly paid 100 dollars to Knuckles. He really didn't care about it that much.

Now, Amy was very happy to meet the red echidna after a very long time of not seeing each other. Knuckles and Amy were really good friends, best friends even. They had a brother and sister relationship and they knew each other's deepest secret.

Knuckles invited Amy to eat at Emeralds' Restaurant, Central's City most luxury's restaurant. Amy wasn't used to this kind of treatment and she was happy that she was able to experience such scenery with her best friend.

They were fairy lights decorating the ceiling of the restaurant. Fancy people showing off their jewelry and expensive outfits. It was lively and Amy felt like she didn't fit in.

They were sitting on a wooden table and Knuckles noticed Amy's discomfort as they read their menus.

"I am sorry, I thought you may have wanted to go somewhere nice and-" Knuckles tried to apologize but Amy stopped him as she puts her menu down.

"No, I love it! I really don't get to do this often," Amy let out a giggle. She was actually happy, she was living in a fairy tale to a certain extent at the moment.

"What? Your boyfriend doesn't take you out?" Knuckles teased. He knew Amy had a boyfriend because she told him so. However, no matter how much he insisted, Amy wouldn't tell him who this mysterious boyfriend was.

Now the Amy thinks about it, Shadow never takes out in places like this. It was usually a place where they could be alone or where there were few people. A small bar, a park or his house. They had an agreement that they will keep their relationship a secret. Shadow told her that a Commander dating his secretary would leave for too many conflicts with the upper officials and he didn't want any problems with Amy. As well that she could be targeted by his many enemies.

Amy was saved by the waitress as she came to ask for their order. As fast as she came, she left. Now it was a matter for Knuckles to drop the topic.

"Well, at least tell me," Knuckles said. "How is your relationship going?"

Well, that was something Amy could answer. Knuckles immediately saw how Amy's eyes shone in delight. She was always the happiest when it came down to talk about her secret boyfriend.

"It's going so very well! I love him very, very much!" Amy said. "I honestly never thought that someone like him would ever look at me twice. He is perfect and I am so blessed to have him in my life."

"He seems like a good guy," Knuckles added. "But if he ever hurts you, I will make sure to break every bone in his body."

"Knuckles!"

If there was one Mobian in the entirety of Mobius who Knuckles would give everything for, that was Amy. After the war with Eggman Amy had stayed to live with Knuckles for a while in Angel Island. They created a strong bond and without notice, he began to deeply care for the pink hedgehog. He watched her grow from a sweet delicate hedgehog to a strong, still very sweet, grown woman.

He was extremely happy for Amy now. She had loved before and ended up hurt and he was there to pick up the pieces. Now she found love again and it seemed like it was going nowhere.

They kept talking for a while and without noticing it, time passed by flying. They talked about many things besides Amy's love life. Knuckles, life on Angel Island, Amy's job as a secretary at G.U.N and the Resistance.

Many people had left the restaurant, and Knuckles and Amy felt that they had only been talking for a few minutes.

It was 3 a.m.

3.A.M.

Shadow wasn't angry, no. He was infuriated.

Because he cares so deeply for Amy, he decided to wait outside Amy's house and see that she arrived safely. He parked his bike under a nearby tree where the blackness of it camouflaged with the night. He couldn't be seen and so, he waited for the pink one to arrive. Arriving at 11 p.m. exact, Shadow waited until 3 a.m. and his mind was already running wild with angry thoughts.

Just what in the world was Amy Rose doing with Knuckles at this time? The worst of it all was that Amy wasn't answering her phone. Dammit, why is he feeling such anger?

"Well, isn't this a nice bike?"

On his anger, Shadow didn't notice that a group of males had approached him. It was five of them, two wolfs one grey and the other blue, and eagle, a rabbit, and a fox.

Shadow rolled his eyes if they were smart they should know to not mess up with him and especially his bike. But now that he thinks about it, maybe they could be useful.

"Are you guys from here?" Shadow asked as he watched the group of males surround him.

"That's right, welcome to our neighborhood." The grey wolf said not really paying attention to Shadow but to the bike.

Shadow felt annoyed, this guy was trying too hard to be cool. "By any chance, do you know Amy Rose?"

"Ugly Amy Rose? Of course, we know her! She is the ugliest Mobian in the neighborhood, Central City even!"

The group burst into laughter. They had known Amy since they came to live in the neighborhood. Of course, they took into notice Amy's appearance and they didn't take long to bully her about it every single time they had the opportunity.

"I remember when she first came to the neighborhood, we made her cry so many times!" The eagle said as he held his stomach from laughing too hard.

"Yes, we did! But now she is so used to it that it takes longer to make her cry," The fox who was more controlled but still laughing, was the first to notice that maybe they had messed up with the wrong hedgehog.

The night's wind ran through Shadow's quills, messing them up. His fur spiked up with every word the males dared to say in his face. In the dark night, Shadow's vermillion eyes glowed, ready to take some bloodshed.

Now it was a matter to see who was going to throw the first punch.

Of course, it was Shadow.

He was already angry as it was and these bastards showed up as if they were sent by Chaos. Shadow felt his anger being release by every single punch that landed on the male group. However, he felt his blood boiled in fury each time he saw their faces and remembered all the things they said about his Amy.

The blue wolf-boy was able to land a hit on Shadow but that was just a tickle to him. Shadow picked him up and threw him across the street and then he turned his body to throw another punch at the red rabbit who had a knife. They were pathetic and usually, Shadow wouldn't get involved in such clandestine fights. However, they made the terrible mistake to bother Amy Rose.

Shadow picked up the body of the other grey wolf by the jacket he was wearing. He made him look straight into the eyes and with the most serious voice, he intimidated the grey one.

"Don't you ever dare to call Amy ugly again because if you do, I'll make sure to come back and leave you worst than this."

The grey wolf's body touched the ground again as Shadow left him go off his jacket. He looked around, proud of his work. Walking back to his favorite bike, Shadow mounted his bike, ready to leave the place. However, anger still haunted his mind. He thought that the anger would be gone by now but on the contrary, it was stronger than ever. Looking at Amy's house, there was still no sign of the pink one. She still most be with Knuckles ... together and alone.

Shadow let out a growl and rolled his eyes as he turned on his bike.

Tomorrow, Amy needed to give him a lot of explanations.

The house of the black hedgehog was located on the outskirts of Central City. Although Amy has been there many times already, she still couldn't believe that she welcomed to such a place.

It was 9 a.m. and Amy was still sleepy from the night before. Knuckles and she stayed talking until 4 a.m. and they would have kept talking if it wasn't because the workers at the restaurant told them to leave.

At the end of their night, Knuckles drop off Amy at her house around 5 a.m. She really wanted to stay home and sleep. However, considering that Shadow wanted her to be at his house at 9 a.m., she mustered the strength she needed to wake up.

The black hedgehog was a fan of punctuality. It was 9:10 a.m, already and Amy knew that she was going to be hearing the best of Shadow. She did little hops as she tried to make the least sound possible. She picked her head into the garage and she found her black lover.

Shadow was concentrated on fixing his bike. Yesterday, his bike light stopped working. He didn't know why maybe it was because he was so angry that he became distracted and crashed against a light pole. Maybe, he wasn't too sure.

He turned to look for a screwdriver on his toolbox and right there he found the pink hedgehog.

Amy smiled awkwardly. Dark circles under her eyes and her hair was tied into a messy braid. Shadow rolled his eyes and let out a growl as he went back to repair his bike.

Amy noticed his discontent and hurridly she went next to him. She kneels and tried to get his attention. "Morning my love."

Shadow remained quiet. He was still angry at her. However, he just couldn't help himself but look at her and that was his mistake. With her big green eyes, he felled right into her trap. "Why didn't you answer your phone yesterday?"

"My battery died," Amy replied.

"What time did you go back home?"

"5 a.m."

Alright, Shadow had enough. He stood up from the ground and walked to the other side of the motorcycle as he didn't want to be next to Amy.

"It was just Knuckles, I love him like a brother." Amy looked over to Shadow who seemed to fume fire from his ears. "You can ask me anything!"

This could be a perfect opportunity for Shadow to clean the doubt that has been haunting his mind for a while. Actually, he could let go of all this thing with Knuckles if Amy answered his question with honesty.

"Anything?" Shadow asked as he arched an eyebrow.

Amy raised up her left hand and placed her right hand on her chest where her heart is. "Anything, I promise!"

"I wasn't your first time ... was I?"

Amy opened her eyes in suprised. She was expecting something like 'What did you both talk about?' or "What did you both do?' She wasn't expecting that kind of question. Actually, that was one of the secrets that she only shared with Knuckles. But if the love of her life was aking about that then ...

"No ..." Amy looked down at the floor. A light blush covering her cheeks and embarrassment in her mannerism. "I know it's a bit amusing that someone as ugly as me ... Well, you know ... made love before."

Shadow didn't want to admit it. But right now, he had to admit that this anger building up in him wasn't just anger. It was jealousy.

"Who was it?"

"You really want to know?"

Shadow has never more sure in his life. He nodded his head and Amy sighed, maybe this was the time she could finally let go of that memory by sharing it with the hedgehog she loved the most.

"Long story short ... When I first arrived at my house well, I was bullied a lot by my other neighbors." Amy began. "But one day, this orange hedgehog came to defend me. His name was James and well ... We just fell in love."

Amy looked up to Shadow who had his red eyes glue on her. "We dated for a while and he was really kind, he cared for me and he loved me."

"And one day we decided to do it. I was really happy, I was giving myself to the one I loved and I just couldn't think of a better way to express my love to him," she continued.

As he heard Amy, Shadow couldn't stop from feeling the jealousy take over him. He was imagining very clearly and was disgusted with the idea alone.

"After we made love ... I never saw him again," Amy remembered clearly. Although it pained her still, she wasn't going to cry. She was left with no tears since that day. "I looked for him everywhere and then ... Alex, a grey wolf who lives close to me told me that ... His friends and James had made a bet. If he could take to bed the ugliest girl in the city, he would get 50 bucks ... and he won."

Shadow felt his heart break into a million pieces. For a moment he felt like he wasn't breathing like time had stopped and he wasn't long in this world.

The last thing Amy wanted was for Shadow to pity her. She gave him a dry smile and continued her story.

"After he left I never saw him again," said Amy. "I was devastated. I thought I could die. I didn't eat nor sleep. I just dedicated myself to cry. Knuckles was there for me all the time, honestly, I think he is the reason why I am alive today."

Amy made a pause and she could swear that for a fraction of a second, Shadow's hands trembled and he had a bit of water in his eyes. "Up until now, I thought I wasn't worthy of love because I was so ugly ... but then you entered my life and showed me that I am worthy of love! You really have changed my life and I thank Chaos every day for giving me someone like you."

Suddenly, Amy felt strong arms wrap around her. Shadow was hugging him so tenderly, so gently as if he was holding the most precious thing in his life. Although Amy loved the affection, she didn't want Shadow to feel bad for her.

"Don't worry about it! I am over it! Besides the amount of happiness that I feel with you doesn't compare to the sadness I felt before," said Amy as she gave Shadow small pats on his back.

Once again, all the pain and doubts he had, disappear with just a small touch from her. He felt his air go back to his lungs and his mind cleared out for a moment.

Maybe it was time to stop.

It was time to stop pretending that he didn't care when he absolutely did. He needed to stop pretending that he wasn't jealous when he was. He needed to stop pretending he wasn't lonely when she was not there because he was.

And he needed to stop pretending that he wasn't in love with her ... because he was.

He was in love with Amy Rose.

To many, she was ugly. In the beginning, he thought the same. He thought of her as the ugliest creature in the world and even made fun of her with his co-workers. Now, he was in a position that he couldn't think of anyone else but her.

The day that they made love, he had concluded that he wasn't to be with any other woman but her. There was no need, Amy satisfied him physically but most importantly emotionally. There was peace when he was with her, and she had opened her heart to him many times. Every time she did so, he would take a peek at Amy's soul. Which was beautiful in every sense of the world.

He had a dark past and made many mistakes but is there was the only single thing he was sure of was ...

That falling in love with Amy Rose wasn't a mistake.

It was a blessing and maybe even more than that.

It was a perfect morning on the morning of January 5th. The pink and black hedgehog still embraced each other in the comfort of an old garage. And they couldn't deny just how perfect the moment was.

On the same day, Knuckles thought it was proper of him to pay a visit to the Resistance while he could.

He entered the building and he was glad to see that it was maintaining itself well. The agents greeted him and he went towards Sonic's office. Knuckles had hoped to see him there but of course, he wasn't. Sonic was still on the go, taking as many missions as he could and living as free as the wind. He still entered, however, just to do a walk down memory lane.

He looked at each rusty wall and window. Personally, he wasn't a big fan of offices either. The last time he was there was he had lost a pair of sunglasses he really liked. Another thought crossed his mind, maybe, he could find his sunglasses now. Knuckles looked down the sofa, under the carpet and finally on Sonic's desk. He opened some cabinets to find nothing and in some others, documents. However, one envelop caught his attention.

Proof of Shadow

Proof of Shadow?

Curiosity got the best of him and he opened the envelope. There were two things inside of it. An old voice recorder and typed documents. Without any further due, Knuckles clicked the play button on the recorder while he read the mysterious document.

The next day, Sonic was surprised to have a guest at the office of the Resistance. Shadow the Hedgehog had requested to speak to him privately and after coming from a long mission, he didn't t have anything else better to do.

Sonic sat down on his office chair as he kept eye contact with the dark hedgehog. "So, what brings you here?"

Shadow couldn't believe that he was in front of Sonic the hedgehog, about to ask for mercy. But if it was for Amy, then he could put his pride aside.

"I came to ask you ... you beg you ... to stop that ridiculous bet we did a month ago," Shadow said.

Now, this was something Sonic wasn't expecting. "What happened? You couldn't make Amy fall in love-"

"She is in love with me," Shadow interrupted him. "But it's not about that ... I am asking you to stop this because I can't just do this to Amy anymore. She's too pure and she doesn't deserve this."

"Shadow, I can't just-"

"I am in love with her," Shadow said. "I am in love with Amy Rose."

The desperation in his eyes, his strange mannerism and the fact that he was here was proof enough that Shadow the Hedgehog had completely fallen in love with Amy. Sonic had never seen Shadow in such s state. He looked like a lost child, like a sinner looking for forgiveness, like a vagabond looking for a home.

"Are you serious?" Sonic asked. Maybe it was time to reconsider his plan.

"I can't of anyone to be with but her," Shadow responded. "That's why I am asking ... please, I don't want to do this anymore."

Sightly, he nodded. All of this was made into the intention that Amy leaves G.U.N. But now his plan had backfired, Shadow was in love with Amy. What should he do now?

"To be honest with you ... Before the two months expired, I wanted to expose with Amy." Sonic made a pause. "I wanted Amy to hate you and hate G.U.N. ... I am sorry Shadow, but I just can't believe in someone who works for a company that only cares for those who have money."

G.U.N. was an elite service. Basically, they would do humanitarian missions only if they were paid enough. The rich and politicians were the only ones who could enjoy their services so far. So what about the people who needed help but they didn't have money?

They left them to their luck.

"If you really love Amy ... then you will tell her the truth," Sonic said. "Otherwise, I will be the one to-"

Sonic diverted his eyes to one of the cabinets of his desk. Before he left for a mission, he made sure that everything was close and that nobody shall enter his office ... so why was his right cabinet open?

He paused down saliva as he began to look for the envelope. He took everything out, documents and files. He looked to his other cabinet ... and nothing.

"What happened?" Shadow asked as he looks with confusion at the blue bur.

Shadow began to panic as he realized that Sonic's face showed nothing but regret.

"The envelope ..." Sonic said almost in a whisper. "It's not here."

"Look, I've been with lots of women. And all of them beautiful! You don't know how surprised I was when I saw Amy Rose. She is horrendous! The ugliest thing I have ever seen and let me tell you I have seen a lot of them! But you know, I most give you props, this is a challenge! I'll make Amy Rose fall in love with me! If I have to I will even bring her to my bed, even if I am fucking disgusted with her. I will even bring a picture too! By the end of the next two months, I will have G.U.N and the Resistance for me!"

It was already the 5th time Amy listened to the voice recorder. She knew something was wrong when she found knuckles on her door with a strange envelope on his hand.

This was her fault. It was her fault for believing that she was worthy of love, that someone as ugly and disgusting as she deserved something as beautiful as love.

It was not possible that Shadow the Hedgehog could be in love with Ugly Amy Rose. Not in this lifetime, and never.

Knuckles was left again to clean up the broken pieces and he would do it again and again. Lending her shoulder to cry on, to hit on, to let out every single thing she needed to say. It pained him, it pained him so much to see her like that.

And he made a promise to himself that no one was ever going to hurt Amy ever again.

Shadow didn't know what pain was until he saw the emptiness of Amy's house. It was dark already and the moonlight crossed through the windows. Everything was there, the sofa, the tables even her scent was predominant but she wasn't there. The thing that matters to him the most wasn't there.

Shadow sat down on the sofa as thoughts clouded his mind. Memories of Amy flooded his mind, her smile, her scent, her personality ... He was comepetly, unconditionally in love with her. If Shadow had a soul, then he was sure that it belonged only to her.

He knew he was the worst type of scum for agreeing to that stupid bet and this was his punishment.

He didn't believe in love until Amy entered his life.

To finally be able to love and lose it.

That was the best punishment he could ask for.

Shadow pressed his right hand on his chest where his heart was located because he really thought he had died. He held into it tightly, knowing that if he let it go, his heart will break again.

Many could argue that the night of January 6th was perfect.

But for Shadow the Hedgehog, it wasn't. He spent more nights like this.

Because he never saw her again.

A/N: This was amazingly rushed. This is a drabble for a story that I am probably never going to finish. The reason is that this is based on the Mexican version of 'Ugly Betty', which has more than 300 episodes, one hour each! I am currently in episode 204 and to be honest, I don't' think I will ever make the story justice. They really took their time to develop the whole characters and story. If I were to write something similar then it will take around 50 chapters around 7K to 10k words each chapter to make a good satisfying story. But if you have read my other stories, you all know I don't like to write stories that are more than 15 chapters long. If anyone would like, maybe I will write a shorter version of it. But I really do think that this AU has more potential than that. Anyways, it has been a long time since I wrote some ANGST, and you all know I love the hurt lol.

Like always, thank you for reading!

Also, I am wringing next week's prompt request, please be patient it's almost out! Thank you.

#shadamy au #shadamy #shadow and amy #shadowxamy #amyrose #shadow the hedgehog #sonic fanfic #sonic fanfiction #romance #angst #shadow x amy #shadowandamy

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@tsukimyo: the pain’s excruciating & it tears his body in half, metaphorically. he’s never felt an exhaustion like this, never felt the magic wane from his body like this, in his life. it’s a different type of exhaustion, however; it’s the type that comes with the blood loss, the type that comes with using one’s unique magic enough times for a second overblot, the type where one feel like their legs could possibly give out from under them. the savanaclaw dorm head stands his ground, nonetheless, with his faith in diasomnia & savanaclaw coming back to aid them acting as his pillar.

malleus is beside him, bruised & battered just as he, but he has no time to dwell on that as a terrifying yet deafening roar nearly bursts their ear drums. the monster that they had been fighting nonstop since thirty minutes ago pressing a clawed foot down roughly enough to create severe cracks in the floor. it looks like nothing leona has ever seen, fights like nothing he has ever been prepared for. but the prince is prepared to momentarily join forces with his rival, with the person he finds warmth in. so, he protects him. “malleus!” he shouts, growls even, when he uses the last of his waning strength to shove the young lord out of the way. there are claws, razor-sharp & tinged with suspicious red liquid, swiping in their direction — there’s barely any time for panic, for distractions, so he raises his voice & shouts with all his might, despite the stinging & aching pain in his chest / despite the blood that stains & streams down his visage, pools at his sides, streaks down his legs.

“i am hunger! i a—“ but he never finishes for he fails to sidestep the heavy blow from the bright-eyed fury monster. it’s a hard hit to his ribcage, causing him to see black spots & for blood to splutter past his lips as he coughs violently ( they wrack his battered form, breathing becoming heavy for him & at this point, leona wonders still if it’s worth it ) , his entire body folding over in immense pain. leona can barely move at this point, his head throbbing as if someone is driving a sword tinged with fast-acting poison through his chest o’er & o’er again. his vision slips from him fully, pain strangling him in its vice grip, before he completely falls unconscious.

DESPITE THE INCREDIBLY DIRE SITUATION THEY’RE IN, malleus’s composure never falters. he has no fear of injury, death & he certainly has no fear of the beast before him. there’s an undeniable arrogance in that. & if malleus were a wiser man he would consider the consequences of such dangerous levels of courage. but he’s not a wise man. with all the lord’s notably exceptional qualities, he lacks something as simple as wisdom or fear. that will likely be his downfall in the end.

MALLEUS’ DOWNFALL COMES IN THE SHAPE OF A MAN, a handsome man with violently green eyes that rival none but his own. there’s a fierceness in those eyes now, a kind that malleus has never seen before. even in all the antagonism & anger leona has displayed to him, malleus has never seen such savagery, such desperation in the lion’s gaze. despite the fae normally enjoying the wildness of the other man, this particular look leaves him only unsettled & maybe...worried?

HOWEVER MALLEUS DOESN’T GET THE CHANCE to linger on whatever odd emotion he’s feeling as leona roughly shoves him out of harms way. the gesture triggers yet another incomprehensible emotion in the fae. his chest feels tight, reptilian eyes widening as leona takes the blow in his stead. malleus cries out, his voice slightly strangled as he nearly falls to the ground. ❛ kingscholar! --- ❜ in that moment malleus briefly wonders if this is what fear feels like.

THE ANSWER COMES AS SWIFTLY & INTENSELY as the question prompting it, coming forth as leona crumples to the ground before him. the next few moments seem to move in slow motion, the air still & silent as malleus’ heart drums loudly in his chest. he moves without thinking, his body practically advancing on its own as he rushes to leona’s side. lithe arms encircle the lion, a fierceness of his own overtaking malleus as he shields leona in his embrace. it’s a brief moment in which his arrogance has shifted into outright foolishness, forgetting the beast, the chaos around them & everything else except for the limp body in his arms.

❛ WHY? KING-- LEONA...WHY DID YOU--- ❜ malleus can’t even finish his own question, stricken with anguish, fear &...something else he can’t quite describe. in the end he knows why leona took the blow for him. after all those murmured words have not left the fae’s mind ever since the lion uttered them several months prior. malleus knows & yet...he has never understood the reason behind them. that confusion has never felt stronger than at this moment, holding his unconscious lover in his arms like the hero of an ancient tragedy. why would leona ever love him? what of malleus has ever been lovable? he cannot comprehend it. could someone really sacrifice their own life for him...simply out of love?

LEONA HAS ALWAYS BEEN DIFFERENT FROM THE REST. he is not bound by duty or obligation to be at malleus’ side. each moment they’ve spent together has been on their own volition. & while malleus fails to understand when lust became love, he has no doubt in his mind now that leona’s love is true. he also knows that the weight of this truth is more terrifying than the beast before them & anything else malleus has ever faced.

MALLEUS HAS NEVER BEEN CERTAIN OF HIS HEART. he never knew how to be. things like love have never really had the opportunity to present themselves in malleus’ life. & even after leona’s love had made itself known, the prince could never find the right descriptor for how he feels in return. therefore he hasn’t brought up leona’s confession & has since pretended he never heard it. it would be cruel to lord over something so intimate over leona’s head without having a proper answer. & malleus may enjoy teasing the other but he is not cruel & never has been.

BUT AS HE CLUTCHES THE FALLEN LION in his arms, tears falling from his eyes unbidden, malleus wonders. is this love? is this aching pain in his chest the result of that love? it’s unlike anything he’s ever felt before, more painful & more terrifying than any physical wound the beast could’ve inflicted on him. could this be what it feels like to have loved & lost? it can’t be. not when he hasn’t been able to tell leona, to finally accept that love that had been offered to him in the warmth of leona’s bed. he can’t lose leona yet...he won’t.

THERE’S A FLASH OF LIGHT, AN ANIMALISTIC CRY & then the moment of grief is gone, the beast lunging forth to deal a final blow to the pair of men. however the hit never comes as malleus hands --- no, his claws reach forth & take hold of the beast in a fierce grip. the fae’s vision is blurry, a sharp pain overtaking him as his body transforms before their very eyes. malleus cannot remember the last time he’d transformed from his humanoid form. he doesn’t care for how he feels as a dragon. he cannot wholly control himself nor can he maintain the raw power of his magic when in this form. & yet it was the lack of control in itself that has him shifting into his own beast. he hasn’t lost his control like this since he was a child.

EVEN AS MALLEUS TRANSFORMS, his body rising in the air as his wings sprout from his back, he does not release his hold on leona. in fact his grip only tightens on the lion as they both rise higher into the air. in his beastly state malleus cannot comprehend anything save for the primal need to fight & protect, along with this boiling hot anger unlike anything he’s ever felt before. green flames erupt from the dragon’s nostrils & mouth, flying through the air until it makes its mark across the other beast’s face.

STILL KEEPING A TIGHT HOLD ON LEONA, the monster lunges forward with an animalistic ferocity that malleus has so desperately tried to keep a lid on all these years. he can’t speak, he can’t think, he can’t do anything save for fight onward. had malleus been fully sentient at this time he would know he should still hold back. with how powerful his magic is & how unfortunately sensitive the man often can be, malleus is almost constantly at risk of overblotting. it’s only due to decades of training & control that malleus hasn’t lost himself in his own power. & in a way he does know that the path he’s headed down now in this fight will lead him down the dark path he’s dreaded all his life. but he doesn’t care. he won’t stop, can’t stop until the beast before him is vanquished.

IT DOESN’T TAKE LONG FOR THE BEAST TO FALL. whether it be due to the unbridled power malleus is using or simply the raw fury in his gate they will never know. what can be known is when the beast falls the fae falls shortly after, his figure shrinking until he is once again the man & not the monster. malleus can feel himself shaking as he keeps his hold on leona steady even now. behind him he can hear the sound of rushing footsteps. no doubt it’s lilia & the others returning with reinforcements. not that it’s needed anymore. the beast has fallen, nothing but a small charcoal colored cat lying unconscious in the grass.

ONE PAIR OF FOOTSTEPS DRAWS NEARER. malleus does not have to turn his head to know the identity of the person approaching him. the prince has known the light but purposeful strides of lilia vanrouge for practically as long as he’s been alive. a gentle hand places itself on malleus shoulder & it’s only then does the fae realize that he’s still crying. ❛ l - lilia...he saved me. please, please get him a healer. i don’t think he has much time. ❜

NOW IN THE PRESENCE OF SOMEONE HE TRUSTS, malleus finally releases his hold on leona, letting lilia take his lover somewhere safe. in the meantime he can hear the hurried footsteps of silver & sebek reaching his side. he can hear his guards’ frantic words but only faintly, as if malleus were somewhere off in the distance & far away from anyone around him. blood & tears streak his face as his vision goes in & out. he’d managed to stop before he’d reached the point of no return...but just barely. even so he had used a great deal more of his strength than he ought to in the last several minutes. this becomes evident as his own exhaustion takes hold of malleus, collapsing into the strong arms of his brother before going completely unconscious.

when he wakes up in the infirmary, he’s relieved to find leona sleeping soundly beside him.

#tsukimyo #violence //#blood //#ask to tag #long post #asks.#for only in the furious flames of your eyes has my coldblooded heart known warmth ( tsukimyo / malleona. )#interactions: malleus.#verse: canon.#hiiiii #this didn't exactly convey what i want but it did convey something i think #also i don't think we originally specified the monster but i had brainworms #anyway enjoy :)

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Send me ∞ and my muse will tell you… For Raven

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

“Raven holds a particular kind of beauty to him. There’s an ethereal quality to his appearance. He’s dark like the night, and I won’t lie and pretend that I don’t find him to be very physically attractive. But I also wouldn’t go proclaiming that to everyone I meet, either. Wild animals are beautiful too, and no less dangerous for it, now are they?”

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

“It’s very hard to conjure the idea of a traditional ‘date’ with Raven. In a sense, we already have? At the same time, we never have and likely never will. I’m certain he’d be charming throughout the entire thing, but there’d be little reason for it on his end, and absolutely no reason for it on my end. It isn’t like it would cultivate anything romantic between us.”

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

“In a sense, I do trust him. But again, that’s ‘in a sense’. We’re currently tethered together by a bond that lets us feel one another out. Even shoring that bond up, certain things seep through. Even if I didn’t trust him fully, the bond extends some measure of protection. I trust him to keep me alive because it’s beneficial for both of us. If he was to die, or I was to die, I’m not certain what it would do to the other. I trust him because I’m obligated to. And when he had the chance to do me harm, when he had me alone... he didn’t. He was only ever hospitable. How much of that is an act, I don’t know. Most of it? All of it? We’ll see. Ask me again a year and a day.”

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

“Raven is.. kindred. He’s.. technically we’re consorts, and that affords an odd kind of care for him. I won’t say it’s romantic, and I won’t say it’s love, but it’s something else, something different. It’s a mutual self-interest, and I expect it’s probably the same on his end. I care because we’re bound, and that means that what affects one of us has the chance to affect both of us. I care because it’s easier to do that, than not, while we’re laced together like this.”

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

“I’ve already told Raven the only circumstances in which I’d fuck him. If he wants to try and pursue that, it’s on him. I won’t be making any overtures to bed him otherwise. He was our enemy. I find him attractive, but that alone isn’t enough. Some part of it would be out of sheer spite, and I know it. That’s not a good reason to be with anyone.”

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Stay Energized in the Winter!

I live in Ithaca now, and at this time of year, the sun’s up for like 8-9 hours a day, and it’s cold and dark, and you often find yourself not wanting to do anything. However, I still need to keep up with my studies, and I’m sure some of you are faced with a similar problem. So, I’ve gathered some of the things I do to help me stay energized throughout a winter day.

Understand your energy levels and work with them

I don’t think it’s reasonable to expect yourself to be able to do as much work or be as energized in the colder months as you do in warmer months.

For example, maybe in the summer/fall, you could survive with 5 hours of sleep and more intense work sessions, but in the winter, you might need more breaks and more sleep, and trying to resist that might result in the further deterioration of your energy levels. If you don’t already, try taking a midday break.

You shouldn’t feel guilty for having to recharge. You’ll be more productive afterwards.

Get enough sunlight

Exposure to sunlight boosts your mood by increasing your body’s serotonin levels - one of the happy hormones. It makes you more alert, energized, and prevents you from getting Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD).

My advice is to spend as much daylight time doing things so you can do them the most productively. Even if you’re more inclined to do things later in the day, at least push forward some of the things on your daily routine, or rearrange them in such a way that you get as much sunlight possible.

This semester - unfittingly called the ‘spring’ semester - I tried to schedule my classes as early as possible, even though I generally get sluggish in the afternoon and then work better in the evening. This is because I want to have time to do my work - or at least be out - while the sun’s still up.

Exercise where you can

It’s so hard to exercise outdoors in this weather, but I still see people going for jogs around campus, or hitting the gym. Personally, I just do some stretching and light exercise in my room.

Alternatively, if you take the bus, get off a stop early then walk the rest of the way (unless there’s terrible weather like a snowstorm or something where being outside is harmful). The key thing is that you get yourself moving, especially in the morning - you’ll be more productive and happier throughout the day.

Shower

I know the winter’s cold and you don’t feel like you have to take a shower, especially since it can make your skin dry. However, it’s a great energy booster, especially in the morning. Showering in the morning improves your blood flow and alertness, and reduces your stress levels throughout the day. If you don’t have time in the morning, shower in the evening, so you’ll have more energy after the sun goes down..

Make plans or have something to look forward to

Nothing is more draining than knowing that you have nothing to do, nothing to look forward to. You’ll probably just end up in your bed watching Netflix all day, which, let’s face it, might be fun at first but turns out to be a hell of an energy drainer. Go out to eat, study with someone, or at least watch something together.

Indulge yourself

Curl up with a good book. Watch your favorite show. Play some tunes while you sketch your favorite characters or OCs. It’s the winter, you deserve a little break to recover. If you don’t relax every now and then, you won’t be able to work as intensely and focus as hard as you want or need to.

Also, although it’s great to eat healthy, but a cup of hot cocoa or a muffin once in a while is fine and makes you happier in that moment.

Work on an indoor hobby

You’re going to spend a lot of time indoors, might as well use that time usefully (aside from schoolwork or other obligations). I like doing creative things like digital art, journaling, or bullet journaling while listening to a podcast, or reading - these types of activities are the most energizing for me.

You don’t need to do the things I listed - the point is, you should use your time indoors wisely, since during other parts of the year, you’ll probably be out a lot more.

Listen to the right music

I don’t know what y’all listen to but music is an awesome energy booster if you can align it with how you’re feeling. You know how sometimes you listen to a certain type of music and your mind just feels like it’s hovering there, like it’s slightly repelled by the music but you also don’t really hate it, and you just end up feeling unfulfilled afterwards? (That was a trash explanation but I hope you understand what I mean.) Yeah don’t do that.

During the day, listen to music that keeps you awake and energized - it could be hard hitting rock or dance-y pop or maybe even something mellow. Whatever it is, don’t try to counter it. I like to listen to roaring guitars in the morning, and slow jazz in the evening, and that works for me.

Get enough sleep (‘enough’ might be more than you usually get)

During the winter, you can take advantage of the cold and cozy weather to get more sleep. I know it’s tempting to keep working until you finish all your tasks, but if it means sacrificing your sleep, you’ll only end up depriving yourself of your already low levels of energy. Also, make sure you get good quality sleep so that you’ll be as energized as possible the next morning.

However, don’t get too much sleep. This morning, I came into math class, and my friend was like ‘you look really tired today, is something wrong?’ and no, there was nothing wrong. It’s just that this morning, I chose to sleep in until 8 when I usually wake up at 7, meaning I slept more than I should have. Too much sleep just makes you feel groggy once you wake up.

During the day, take a power nap if you have to, but don’t extend it for too long that your sleep inertia kicks in and you can’t get up anymore.

Focus on your food

I think the food we eat - and how we eat it - is a huge factor in maintaining our energy levels during these cold, dark months. So here’s an entire section about food-related strategies to combat the winter blues.

1. Eat well

Winter might tempt you to eat bulky food and sweets, but they’re not that beneficial to your productivity and energy levels. Sugary foods actually cause you to be sleepy during the day and reduce the quality of your sleep at night. Instead, opt to eat foods that contain

Vitamin C - like in fruits and vegetables - to boost your energy levels; and

Vitamin B12 - like fish, milk, and eggs - to reduce fatigue

2. Have good eating habits (don’t skip breakfast!)

In college especially, a lot of people skip breakfast - and sometimes even lunch - only to overeat during dinnertime. However, having a good breakfast - especially one with protein, fiber, and whole grains - will increase your ability to focus and boost your productivity throughout the day. Maybe you’re the type of person who tends to skip breakfast - the winter’s a great time to pick up the habit of having a morning meal. Recently, I’ve been having peanut butter and acai overnight oats - nutritious and convenient.

3. Have caffeine at the right time (if you consume any)

Studies show that the most effective time to have caffeine is between 9:30 to 11:30 am. Even if you have breakfast before that, I recommend waiting a little while before you sip your cup of coffee or whatever source of caffeine you take. You can always bring a cup to class or wherever you’re headed to at that time.

In the evening, I recommend having a cup of tea. Some teas contain enough caffeine to keep you alert but not prevent you from sleeping at night. My favorite is green tea, but other teas like oolong or black tea work just as well.

4. Snack (a little)

But not too much. A single square of chocolate or a couple crackers are great mood boosters, and it even improves cognitive functioning. You could even have a cup of tea along with your snack, which is doubly energizing.

That’s all I have for you now. Feel free to drop an ask or message me if you have any questions, and I hope the rest of the winter goes great for you!

p.s. wml bc I heard the winters here last till April

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BE A HAPPINESS FAIRY....

Whenever you are sad you always divert your mind either by following any of your hobbies or by talking with someone closer to you and after few minutes you start smiling again. What about making others smile? How exactly you try to become a reason for others' smile?

Happiness is something which is as mandatory as air for breathing and life is completely colourless without it. Happiness can not be purchased but to be developed from within and spread outside. We all are social animals living in a society filled with contradictions and the reason behind this is our ideology that differs us from each other. To attain happiness at both individual or social level, in spite of these differences, there should be feeling within every individual of uplifting instead of outshining each other.

What an wonderful idea it would be if we smile whenever we meet people we know, share anecdotes with each other, laugh with each other and create environment filled with positivity instead of ignoring them, developing jealousy for each other and other such negative things. But all this could only happen if people brings certain changes in themselves.

Jealousy, anger and sadness are as natural as happiness. But it's very much necessary for all of us to avoid these evils and stand together. Yes standing positive in negativity has to be crucial for all of us on the basis of which we could reduce the level of negativity around us.

To spread happiness and help people, most importantly, we need to rectify our point of view. In society of contradictions the most successful tip of living is to understand people and respect their views because nothing could be achieved by outshining others, disrespecting their thoughts and all... !!!!

There are several ways to make people happy around and to bring smile over sad faces. Yes everyone can become a happiness fairy and sprinkle dust of happiness over others. You have to focus upon few key things like - patience, care, positivity, optimism, appreciation and less complaints.

Everyone around us has bad as well as good quality. It is very necessary to appreciate those who love you this will not only make them feel happy but help them enhancing their strength. Don't ever count imperfection and always love the things and people the way they are. It is because if you won't appreciate and always look forward to trim everything as per your preference and requirement it will not only hurt people but lead you to a bad reputation.

Try to give positive advises to the people around (but don't be lecturous 😂) whenever people approach you, talk with you or discuss about their lives (better to give advises only when it is needed or asked 😂). This will help people and they will start counting you among humble people. Empathise with them. Instead of cutting in between conversation and giving your views over to what they are saying try to be all ears. A good listener is always appreciated than being opinionative every time. For increasing harmony try to divert people their mind by cracking jokes, sharing anecdotes, discuss experiences and other such things so that they could smile with you.

Encourage people around you to trust themselves and to worry less. While having conversation with people we must always focus upon the positive side of them instead of counting their negative side. This will not only enhance the feeling being appreciative but even make people around us to feel good.

All the above things are of importance but being kind to people is of paramount importance. Yes....no matter whether you are rich or poor, superior or subordinate being kind and humble to people is best ever thing. Sometimes I myself do think that why do people have attitude problem? Is it money, is it personality/beauty, is it popularity etc etc etc ??? So dear all attitude holders all these things are temporary in your life. If you have attitude problem for having a good personality then you are not immortal and you will be aging naturally. If it is money so you are earning for your own self why on earth you have attitude. Guys having attitude is not bad and I must say everyone should have attitude but a right kind of attitude that will not hurt anyone around and only help you maintaining your self esteem. Here all I am trying to say is be good with good ones and don't give a damn to those who are arrogant....just ignore them and treat them non existant to you....this will help you cheer up every time.

Sometimes even small things bring beautiful smile over your loved ones' faces. You don't have to perform great tasks to gell well with people. Helping people with their tasks, cooking for them, calling them just to say 'hi', making them accompany you for shopping or movies, complimenting them etc.etc also will help you to maintain harmonious relationships with others.

Many times it happens almost with all of us that due to our busy schedules we hardly get chance to talk with our close ones. So don't ever think about any special opportunities/occassions to spend time with your loved ones. Remeber one thing time is something which is to be extracted. So spend as much time as possible whenever you get opportunity. Be loving, be kind and never make the people around to realise that you are obliging them....never ever guys. It's one of the worst thing of doing something for someone and showing off about what you have done. There should be two options either do and don't brag or don't do.

There could be many people around us who might be facing sadness and even depression. All you need is to approach them and talk to them. Maybe your being with them telephonically or seeing them personally help them in surviving tough situations of life. Make them feel that they are important to you. We all are dependent on each other somehow. So throwing attitude and showing tantrums on the basis of things which are temporary will permanently give you a bad reputation. Be good and never change yourself so that other people will like you. Mould yourself in such a way so that right people will love you.

The beauty of life can not be found in how much you love yourself but it actually lies in how you love, respect and care for others. Be a happiness fairy and always keep on sprinkling dust of happiness to others....just change in point of view is needed. Tada 👋 😊.

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Created by Guia from scyphozoan 1) What way of self-care do you enjoy the most and what feels more like an obligation? >> I enjoy trying to find the things that make me feel fulfilled and inspired and joyful (although sometimes it’s harder than it sounds, it’s still something I don’t mind putting energy into), and I enjoy trying to find ways to connect to myself as opposed to run away from myself. Those both feel good and gratifying on a more immediate level. I do not enjoy taking care of more mundane and physical aspects of my existence, I definitely regard that as an obligation (or routine maintenance) rather than something I actively enjoy doing or actively feel fulfilled by.

2) Have you ever tried specific diet plans or fads? What made you do it and how did it turn out for you? >> No, I’m pretty repelled by fad diets and, basically, any random person telling me how I should be eating (especially if there’s some kind of proprietary shit involved). Eating really isn’t that fucking complicated -- although admittedly sometimes it can feel that way considering how much capitalism has fucked the most basic things up for us -- and I’m tired of being sold this party line that I have to micromanage my diet like some kind of neurotic in order to be “healthy” (imagine really exaggerated air quotes there). So, no. I eat what feels good to eat, and most of my diet management is actually about being more conscious about where my food comes from and how much processing it goes through and whether it’s locally and [reasonably] ethically produced or not, that kind of thing. 3) When was the last time you prematurely quit something you had already committed to? How did you feel about it afterwards? >> I don’t remember. I don’t think I usually have much opportunity to do this. 4) How honest are you in your surveys? Have you ever felt the need to lie or avoid a question for any reason? Is there any topic you find too personal to talk about? >> I think I’m completely honest. I don’t lie on surveys, unless I’m unconsciously lying to myself about something (and I don’t think that’s the same thing as intentional dishonesty). I don’t literally say everything I think and feel about every subject, but I wouldn’t call that dishonesty. And, yeah, there are certain things I won’t discuss in detail in a survey answer, and that’s largely because other people have access to these things, and I don’t think certain elements of my life experience should be discussed openly in such mixed company like that. I have a private journal if I want to elaborate on anything to myself. 5) If you have a partner, how often do you need or want to have sex, ideally? What would you say are the common challenges you encounter in keeping a healthy sex life, if any? If you are single, how do you maintain your personal sexual health? >> I don’t have sex with my outworld partner. (There aren’t any real challenges with my Inworld escapades, which is largely why I enjoy them.)

6) Do you know anyone who has been directly affected by COVID-19 e.g. testing positive, losing a loved one, or their job due to the pandemic? >> I don’t think so. 7) If you cook, do you remember when and how you started learning? Is there a recipe you enjoy making more than others? If you don't cook, where do you get your meals from and how do you usually decide what to get? >> I technically do know how to cook, I just... don’t cook. It doesn’t spark joy. Sparrow, on the other hand, loves cooking, so it works out. 8) What items do you not mind splurging on? Do you tend to subscribe to the thinking expensive = good quality? >> I don’t enjoy splurging on anything because I have a low income and spending money always feels risky no matter what the fuck I’m buying. I prefer to buy things of higher quality if I can because... that’s what I like. I like things of value. Unfortunately, I don’t always have the actual ability to buy the higher-quality (and usually higher-priced) thing, so it’s a balance I always have to strike. Sometimes I get lucky -- for example, that COVID Stimulus Package thing enabled me to get my first pair of Bose headphones and I am very appreciative for that opportunity because I’ve wanted a pair for years but could never come even close to affording it. As far as “expensive = good quality”, I do know that that’s not always the case -- capitalism ruins everything, like I said, and sometimes shit is just expensive for no ass reason (brands are a curse). But it is true in enough cases, is all. 9) Is there a kind of music you only prefer listening to during specific type of activities that you otherwise wouldn't enjoy under normal circumstances (e.g. EDM while doing sports or instrumental music while studying, etc.)? >> Hmm... no, I don’t think so. 10) If you had to start a YouTube channel and motivations/skills/resources/any other inhibiting factors weren't an issue, what would it be about? >> I don’t want to start a Youtube channel, though. I’m perfectly content watching other people’s channels. 11) What's one thing that would make your life perfect right now? What's stopping it from happening? >> Nothing would make my life perfect. Which is fine because perfection doesn’t interest me. My life is actually pretty good, considering 1) the state of my brain and 2) the state of the world, so. 12) Name something from or about your teenage years that DOESN'T embarrass you: >> Nothing about my teenage years embarrasses me. I’m mostly sad and angry about the shit that went down in my teenage years, not embarrassed by my reactions to it or what kind of person I was. I’m kind of fiercely protective of my younger self, because, by god, someone has to be. 13) Has anything ever happened to you that if you told someone about, they would think you're making it up? >> Yeah, there’s a couple of things like that. Some of them are good/funny (the whole Voltaire incident) and some of them are pretty sucky (being put on probation at 13yo for pretty much nothing, and also being put in juvie for a week because... other teenagers started fights with me... none of that even makes sense to me and I’m the one who went through it). 14) What do you think of gossips? Have you ever been guilty of gossiping yourself? How about a time when you've been a victim of one, or have had to distance yourself from someone because they couldn't keep a secret? >> I don’t really care about gossips. It just doesn’t affect me either way. Sometimes I’ll engage in some light gossip for funsies, but I avoid anything that reads as flat-out malicious to me. That’s all. 15) What travel destination or popular spot have you been to that you found overrated? What about a lesser known place that you thought was a hidden gem? >> Meh. I mean, I used to live in NYC so there are a lot of places I’ve been to that don’t strike me as particularly remarkable but other people go apeshit over, but that’s just the “living in a tourist city” experience. I think it’s awesome that other people enjoyed those things, and I’m glad they exist for other people to enjoy.

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Scot was stemmed from the Norse 'skot', implying tax due from an occupant to his property manager; 'lot' suggested the quantity allocated. Much less significantly, a 'skot' was also a slate in Scottish clubs onto which customers' drinks financial obligations were tape-recorded; drinks that were cost-free were not liquid chalked on the slate and were consequently 'skot cost-free'. In the U.S.A., the expression was more combined by the tale of Dred Scott, a servant who attained liberty, presumably towards completion of the slavery years in the 19th century, by crossing the boundary fom a 'servant state' right into a 'cost-free state'. Schadenfreude indicates sensation pleasure from seeing the injury or pain felt by one more. We see schadenfreude everwhere, particularly in the media, which is of course driven by popular demand. There is something in humanity which creates the majority of us to really feel much better about ourselves when see a person dropping from grace. The anguish on TV daytime drama lingers because it promotes the very same kind of need-gratification in people.

Pall Shopping mall runs alongside The Shopping center, and also attaches St James's Road to Trafalgar Square. Maker's dictionary of lists Pall Shopping mall as 'A video game in which a palle or iron round is struck with an iron ring with a shopping center or mallet' which suggests that the game and also the name were still being used at the end of the 19th century.

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A teetotum from the exact same period was an alcohol-free working guy's club. Later on, 'teetotum' was an American four-sided spinning-top made use of for gambling, the meaning acquired right here from the letter 'T' on one side which represented the complete risk cash). I swan - 'I promise', or 'I do state' - This is an American term, located mainly in the southerly states. Surprisingly use now is mainly by women - it absolutely would not have actually been many years ago - possibly since several now assume that the expression stems from the word 'swoon', which is not an especially manly task. strapped/strapped for cash - broke, inadequate, short of funds or cold cash - 'strapped' in this sense is from 1800s English vernacular. Respectable sources (Partridge, Cassells, Allen's) recommend it was initially a country expression and that 'strapped' describes being belted limited or constrained, and also is an intimation to tightening one's belt because of having no money for food.

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The metaphorical sense of stereotype, describing a taken care of image, developed in English by 1850. The prefix stereo is from Greek stereos, suggesting solid or three-dimensional, thus stereophonic, stereogram as well as stereo documents, referring to sound. silly - daft - initially from the German 'selig' implying 'honored' or 'divine', which was the very early definition of silly. The contemporary significance developed due to the fact that holy individuals were often thought about gullible because of their innocence, for that reason the definition became 'crazy'. Interestingly, the 'ridiculous season' originally defined the time when newspapers considered loading their pages with rubbish while Parliament remained in Summer recess, just as they still do today. shabby - poor quality - 'shoddy' initially was the fluff waste shaken off or 'shod' during the fabric weaving process. The word then ended up being the name of the material created from fluff mixed with wool, or a product made from recycled garments.

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