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pieroulette · 11 months

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Did I, A Side Character Became the Male Lead's Wife?! : 「 Part 2 Teaser 」

2023 | 13+ | ONESHOT | YANG JUNGWON × READER | -> PART 1

SUMMARY the male lead was suppose to fall in love with the female lead, and yet how did he even gain an interest in you?! clenching your fist as determination blazes your orbs as you're now far beyond determined to make him dislike you for once and for all.

THEME SONG FIREWORK by &TEAM (yes I'm promoting this) if this story was a manhwa, this song is definitely the ost >:))) listen to the song while reading the teaser :3 or else i won't release this lols jk jk but who knows >:) gathering as many lunés as i can lmao.

"a lady like you, i'm afraid to say, intrigues me very much..." jungwon shots a kittenish wink right through your heart. "be my wife, milady. i'll show you how good I can be for you."

it's safe to say, that you punched a fist right to his face after spewing such shitty nonsense. that alone adding an nth time of gasps from everyone in the ballroom.

right now, unfortunately, you were sprinting to the long ass hallway without ever looking back. okay let's say you did look back and fortunately no one or neither the prince were chasing after you.

seriously, what has gone wrong with the male lead?! how in the actual fuck he had taken an interest in you? it seems as if every action you did to push him away only pulls him closer. might as well reset yourself from this world if you can.

whining immensely as you recalled your female lead's precious grin, "liz! what has come to my story?!"

yet to your utter disappointment and shock even, the news had somehow quickly reached the entire nation, everyone and anyone you could think of has been informed of the incident between you and the prince. confirming it totally as you walked through the market with the female lead.

"the prince has truly take a likening in you, milady." liz pulled up a proud smile which had you cringing. like please don't do that, please don't. you weren't supposed to be smiling like this.

"oh god, kindly refrain from uttering that prince's in front of my face, liz. he's nothing but a—" you immediately stopped yourself from spewing shit about the prince as you don't want to ruin liz's perception on him, which would possibly furthering the already inflicted damage on your original story.

*⁠.⁠✧♡

groaning again you did as you couldn't possibly hid forever too, as the author of this novel; you are fully aware of how you crafted the prince's character, that despite all of the charms and dazzling traits you moulded into him, you've added one specific thing that had him stood out the most and that was he's beyond possessive and obsessed with the female lead as it was rooted from one of his traits; competitive, dedicated and most of the time, he doesn't like to lose and that he had to get what he wanted or else..

chaos it is, and such chaos coming from the prince himself are not to be underestimated.

you are having such an enormous urge to bang your head on your bed right now as how couldn't you? who doesn't want a male lead to live and die for their lover? of course you and your damn adorable readers!

well, fiction aren't to be confused with reality after all.

but damn your life for this is your reality now—here in your own very novel.

screw your novel, screw your life, screw reality, screw the prince! you might just as well fall into your slumber now as you try plan of another way to avoid that very prince you crafted.

*⁠.⁠✧♡

the sun rays peering through the swaying curtains glints against your fluttering eyelashes, causing your orbs to hid behind the shield of your splayed fingers. stretching your arms upwards, a sense of satisfaction surged through your veins—fueling the corners of your lips to pull up in the widest grin.

you've successfully overturn your fate by not attending the prince's second invitation, squinting mischievously—he must have lose interest in you for not visiting your manor, doesn't he? with his character, he couldn't have possibly had gone that long! he sure would've been tremendously patient regarding political affairs but never at the female lead!

in chapter 16 of your novel, "blooming romances" where you've written the development of their romance that had your reader's heart evaporating into nothingness as they weep under the comment section over how a single sentence you wrote had made them feel so damn single and why they haven't found a guy like the prince yet:

— after gaining the heart of lady liz; prince jungwon was beyond ecstatic to have another day out with his lover, however alike the eclipse's separation—royal and political affairs had ripped him away from the comfort of his lover's arms. thus, he had been occupied with so much papers within the palace's quarters.

yet as soon as the grey cloak crawled back over the blue sky, pulling the moon back with it—so does the prince himself, leaving the stacked up papers on his desk and appearing before the lady's quarters after much effort climbing onto the firm tree.

wasting not a breathe, as the apples of his cheeks serving as physical form of his infatuation towards the lady—the tips of his tongue mellowed in instinct for her, along with his hand that were accustomed to his sword's handle to enveloped beneath her fingers—pressing a lover's vow on the top of her hand through his faint red lips.

"milady, i fear i had no longer the strength to contain myself from letting out a single breath without your presence." his lips ghosted against his lover's ear, "it had my patience crumbling into nothing when you, milady had reigned over my heart."

ah! what a joyous occasion! you plopped on the bed with your gathered strength as you giggled like a child. bliss consumed your entire soul with your surging scream alerting the entire manor.

swaying your pillow in a circular motion as you sprint towards your hallway, "juliet! liz! i'm the happiest person ever in the world— oh jesus, someone host a damn buffet and tell everyone in the manor to join!"

"milady!" you saw juliet sprinting towards your way.

"juliet! oh dear, you should—"

"milady!" she panted right after falling on your arms. "the— the—"

"hm?! why are you sweating so much? what happened?"

taking a deep humongous breathe she did before uttering one sentence that had your head blasting into the ghost quiet vacuum of space.

"the prince has arrived!"

"what?!" your jaw dropped on the ground with gigantic mirror crashing behind you.

*⁠.⁠✧♡

"i seriously have no idea what do you find interesting in me?"

"i have yet to know, milady. that's the very reason i had the courage to ask for such a bold request from you."

"and what makes you assume i would agree to that?" you raised your left eyebrow.

"i have yet to resort to such foul actions, which i'd rather not to milady."

your blood surged cold through your veins, "a-are you threatening me?"

"certainly i do not intend it to sound that way, i prefer to keep this as civil as possible as you—milady, truly does has gained my interest and it would truly be vain if i.. wasn't given the chance to prove my worth to you. all i am asking is to grant me a chance to prove myself for you."

*⁠.⁠✧♡

"don't you have any rules you want to share?"

jungwon emitted a giggle as soon as he processed your words, "oh, i don't think i need one. after all, whatever you may wish, shall i grant."

"then, stop chasing me—"

"except that one." his lips pulled up in a mischievous smirk, the sun places a tender kiss on the strands of his hair—dripping honey hues on his cheeks which reflected against his feline orbs. "then shall we begin the countdown, milady?"

thirty days, it is; for him to pour his entire efforts to gain your heart and soul, while you extremely adamant in your mission to make him lose interest in you and make him fall in love with your precious female lead, liz.

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"i see, that this is the lady our prince had taken an interest for?" a middle aged man along with a young lady appeared before you, clearly trying to get your attention.

"she truly live up to the rumor, father." the lady snickered behind her lacy handfan, her eyes held traces of mockery in it.

"i dare say that his royal highness had quite a special taste.."

you tilted your head at them, sighing as you very well know where is this going. of course why wouldn't you? this was the dialogue you created during a crying session after your favourite manhwa ends on a horrible note. opting to torture your characters in your dusty side novel by using this dialogue on them, and later had a beaming idea to recycle it for the female lead's fateful encounter with the nobles.

"if you'd like to keep your tongue, then i advise you to keep it shut. sir?" goosebumps raised over the back of your neck when the prince appeared, his feline eyes held irritation in it as he stood beside you. "you had no right to speak that way to my future wife."

"i- apologize, your highness!"

"i'm quite sure the one of the rules i stated that you would refrain from calling me.. your wife? didn't we?" you sighed.

"forgive me, milady." jungwon shrugged. "such atrocious tongue had to be cut off before it grows, and aside from that, what kind of husband would i be if i couldn't do the bare minimum of protecting my wife?"

*⁠.⁠✧♡

"why.. is lady liz here with us too, milady?" dumbfounded the prince was at the presence of the lady. you suppressed the need to smirk as the prince were facing the female lead, and you in the middle.

ah, what a sight! you couldn't help but fangirl over, cause how couldn't you?! it's like a matchmaking session and you, obviously the cupid!

"i assume there's nothing to be curious at, as this was the pact, isn't your highness? i could bring whoever i please."

"yes, but.. the pact.." jungwon pauses, then pulls a tiny smile all reserved for you. "never mind it, i had been granted the honour to be invited to the lady's manor, how ungrateful would i be if i couldn't satisfy your wishes, milady." he continues as he turns his fluttering eyes at liz. "lady liz, it's my pleasure to meet you."

"so am i, your highness."

yes! yes! freaking finally, did he turned his damn head over the female lead! you got this, you were beyond skeptical at agreeing with the pact at first but now that you've seen it before your eyes, you could make the prince fall for the female lead whenever it's your turn to invite the prince!

this is truly a blessing in disguise!

make him fall in love her, bit by bit, till his interest in you slowly divert into the female lead before his eyes. simple it is! just make sure she's always in his line of vision, so that his heart would truly realise who it was beating for this entire time.

oh dear prince, look ahead and see the perfect lady that was meant for you! for if you still refuse to do so, i'll gladly force your damn kitten eyes to look towards her, mission start!

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jungwon emitted a slight giggle, a tender smile forming in his lips. "that's fascinating of you, lady liz. is there anything you had an interest for other than that?"

"hm, i adore looking after birds, they're my precious friends that tend to help me more than i could count, your majesty. and at times, i practise the art of embroidery.."

jungwon's eyes beamed at that particular word and it didn't go unnoticed by your eyes forming countless of neon heart shapes as you watched them converse with each other, heart quenching in top fangirling mode as they were truly a match made for each other! aaah, my favourite couple!

an enchanting frame of them, what a lovely sight indeed! you could watch them all day all night, for their romance to bloom into waterfall of florals.

"how about you, lady (name)? is there anything you in particular liked about?" the prince asked you.

"uh-?" your fangirling mode switches off when both of their attention were now on you. shit, just ignore me and talk to each other! pretend i do not exist!

"i'm curious about you, milady." jungwon tilted his head at you, curiosity glazed across his feline orbs as he leaned back on the chair in a leisure manner, with his usual smirk pestering you to death.

*⁠.⁠✧♡

you heard a few knocks on your door, the maid's head slipping in through the edge. "milady?"

"hm?" you didn't bother to pay a glance as you wiped off the excess soaking of your hair, still in your spiral of dilemma over what happened an hour ago. your stupid mistake of your damn foot conspiring to trip into the damn lake in a rare opportunity!

"his majesty were asking for your presence, milady."

"and what is his royal highness trying to conspire right here, huh? i am not his personal assistant to dress him up." you snorted, "what is this, barbie and ken? barbie girl in a barbie world?"

it's fantastic? this is nothing close to fantastic at all! you were so damn close to have them crashing their lips against each other!

"goddamnit why is this song kept repeating in my mind!" you whined to into your oblivion of despair.

the maid who had been patiently waiting for you to finish your emo session, spoke once again. "but milady, his majesty had been having troubles since an hour ago. he had only requested for you and no one else."

"oh god, fine!" you smashed your soaked towel on the table, huffing as you went on your way to the guest room. stomping your feet ever so loudly as you pause before the double door, "your highness, may i ask what in the world are going on for you to request for my presence?"

"come in, please."

you didn't think much as you pushed the door open, yet your lungs bursted into flames when his toned chest and down your eyes goes to his bunny pack of buns greeting your lazy orbs which had by far rattling into chaos as of now.

he's freaking half naked?! your mind chanted it like an unlimited quota. shirtless he was with that pestering smirk on his face as if he did this on purpose.

"milady?" jungwon smirked, "why don't you welcome yourself in? after all, this is your manor."

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"i'd certainly would not dare, milady. but if you insist." he shots a mischievous wink at your way.

seriously, you couldn't be bothered by this, aren't you? god knows how many filth you've written in the past few years of your life, you could even describe all of it without releasing a few screams or there, which shows how much of a pro you are.

you were beyond nervous when he pushes the door opened to his room, revealing the entire outlook of the furnitures, painting, couches, table, and lastly.. the king-sized bed.

bitch, get a hold on yourself.

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"milady," he pushed you on top of the bed, hovering over you as he caged you within his arms on both sides of your head.

"that's certainly brave of you, don't you think? milady?" he keeps emphasising the last word as if he adores to call you that very much, adding such seductive tone had your heart skipping a beat.

"milady." he whispered one more time.

he pressed a passionate kiss on your forehead, "milady." chanting the word a dozen more times as he continued on making you feel so loved.

his affectionate gestures were driving your soul insane and your knees weak as you indulged yourself in his love—the love he bestows only for you.

"milady."

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averagehorrorgirl · 4 months

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I saved your fucking life

Paring: John “Soap” MacTavish x reader

Summary: After saving Johns life at the safehouse you unofficially join the 141. However you and John have been arguing ever since and it’s about to come to a head.

Warnings: Angst, mention of near death, wound treatment, arguing, Soap being sarcastic, fluff

A/N: This idea was formed from Days Gone when the scientist dude snaps lol also I don’t speak Spanish so I’m sorry if the words are incorrect I used google

You love John, with your whole heart. No you haven’t told him yet but right in this moment you wanted to rip his damn head off cause he was pissing you off. Here the two of you were again arguing about being safe, near death, the same circle jerk every damn mission. You still remember when you thought your world was ending, when you thought he was going to die on the that damn table in the safe house.

Ghost bursts through the safehouse doors Soap limp and pale on his side Price covering them from behind shortly followed by Gaz, Rudy, and Alejandro. Tears form in your eyes as Alejandro rushes to your side putting his hands on your shoulders. “Y/N, Y/N listen to me, we had no choice I’m so sorry.” You try and look past him seeing Ghost and Price put his body on the kitchen table ripping his gear off to access the various wounds on his body, his blood dripping onto the floor.

“I-I ca-can’t” you barely stutter out the words as you look at Alejandro, he was your friend for years. You often giving treatment to his soldiers free of charge and hidden away to stay clear of anyone radar.

“Yes you can. I’ve seen you do it hundreds of times on my men.” He takes your hands in his seeing you shake under his gaze. He knew of your feelings for the sassy Scotsmen he knew this was difficult for you.

“We’re gonna loose him Alejandro we need that help now!” Price shouts towards the two of you.

You give on final look to Alejandro who gave you a nod of confidence as you quickly made your way over to John’s side checking the wounds, a deep gash upwards along his ribs, a bullet wound near his lower abdomen near his kidney. ‘Oh god please don’t turn septic’ you think to yourself finding the final wound on his thigh. ‘Fuck fuck focus Y/N tell the men what you need�� your hands begin to be covered in blood as you point over the counter behind Ghost “Ghost there’s a bag of fluids behind you pass me that, Price on your right there’s my trauma kit bring it here if you want him to live.” You quickly took control of the situation, the men gathering the supplies you requested and you put John on the fluids. Your surroundings around you became blurry, your hand become drenched in the mans blood as you quickly clean the wounds.

Price was pacing back and forth in the hallway with Alejandro “you need to calm down hermano. Y/N is the best of the best.” Price momentarily stopped pacing to look at you frantically working over Soap, his eye wonder over to Ghost who watched wide eye in the corner of the kitchen. Price was certain he blamed himself for Soap’s wounds. Alejandro was worried, if Soap died while you were working on him you would never forgive yourself. Truthfully Alejandro worried about you, as your best friend he wanted nothing more then for you to be happy, and MacTavish made you happy that much was clear.

You begin to work on the wound that looked like it nicked his kidney, ripping away his shirt you got a sight of the true extent of the wound - and it was not pretty. It was slowly bleeding, red and inflamed, his skin was like fire to the touch. “Shit, shit, shit, shit no!” You almost shout to yourself as you feel for his heartbeat, it was faint, his breathing was shallow and he was sweating. ‘Fucking sepsis of course’ you think to yourself. Now you were panicking, sepsis was very difficult to treat especially in his condition and the lack of any monitors and medical technology. “Alejandro, fuck, okay go into the basement and get me antibiotics or he will die. His kidney must’ve been nicked he has sepsis go go!” You wave him off tears clouding your eyes as you take a shaky breath wiping the tears away in your arm. You grip the counter to the point your knuckles turn white, you were second guessing every single ounce of medical knowledge you had. You couldn’t loose him, you love him far to much and he has to know. You take a look at his team mates. Your heart went out to Simon who looked like a kicked puppy in the corner of the kitchen, you haven’t seen Gaz since this all started and Price looked like a stressed parent staring at you wide eyed.

Alejandro’s voice pulls you back into focus as he jogs over to you with the bag and various tubbing and needles. “Here you go princesa, what else do you need? Do you need help? Tell me what you need.” He gives you the look, the look of don’t lie to him and be honest.

Your hands shake as you grip the antibiotics "I-I need the men to leave. If he d-dies I don't want them to see. I-I-I can’t see their eyes if that happens." You stutter out attempting to refocus your train of thought as you look at John on the table. Your heart was shattering in a million pieces and it felt as if you had ice in your veins but his life was in your hands. The sheer weight of that rocked you to your core as your eyes met Alejandro’s. You could read him like a book and he was scared, for you. He nodded as he ushered the men out of the kitchen, some protest came from Price but he quickly saw reason. You take a calming deep breath as you hook up the antibiotics to his IV getting the flow of medicine within his veins as you begin to clean and suture the wound on his lower abdomen. You chew on the inside of your cheek as you watch your hands work, please with the first wound you make quick work with the gash on his ribs. Finally you make your way down to his thigh glancing up at Price who watched you from across the room. “He’s stable if that’s what your worried about” you state while you begin to pierce John’s skin with the needle.

Price, taking your statement as a clear to come closer to the makeshift operating table looks down at Soap. He was pale, sweat laid on his forehead but his breathing was even. “We can never repay ya Y/N, for what ya did.” He would say meeting your wandering gaze over John’s unresponsive body.

You would finish wrapping the various wounds in gauze and pads making sure everything was clean and the antibiotic's were working. “Don’t worry about it.” You barely push the words out as you stare down at your blood stained hands. Price nodded taking one last look at Soap before he turns around and ascends the stairs. You were finally alone and the weight of what just happened begin to crash down, tears begin to well up in your eyes, your hands begin to shake, and your ribs begin to feel like they’re going to crush your lungs as your breathing picks up. Just like a damn shattering all your emotions bubble over as you begin to sob uncontrollably while your body slowly slides down the wall of the kitchen. Your hands shake as you put them through your hair in an attempt to calm yourself down. You wanted to scream, shout, rip something apart, hold John, anything to make this clawing feeling out of your stomach. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck shit” you slur out in the midst of all the tears wiping them away furiously with your sleeve leaving John’s blood on your cheeks.

Alejandro rushes around the corner worried about the sudden sound of crying only to be met with your form crying against the wall. “Oh cariño” he says quietly slowly making his way over to you as if you were a wild animal. He sits in front of you slowly taking your form into his arms allowing you to cry into his chest. He gently rocks the two of you as if you were a small child. “Shh princesa, everything is okay.”

You curl into him, scared that if you let go all of the demons would sink their claws back into your mind as tears continue their way down your cheeks. “He’s not out of the woods yet Alejandro - he might still die. The sepsis, I might’ve caught it to late and he will die without knowing...”

Alejandro shushed you quickly. “Hey, none of that talk. He will make it princesa, and everything will be okay.”

You take a calming shaky breath against your best friend as you look up towards John on the table before you sigh and rise to your full height, Alejandro mimicking your movements. “Thank you cabrón, I’ll stay here for the night, monitor him...and you know” you mumble not really sure what else to say. Your brain was fried.

Alejandro nods with a small smile before he turns around and plops down on the couch in the living room. You smile to yourself, he was never far away from you. You turn your attention back to John, inspecting the now fixed up wounds, the rate the antibiotics were entering his system and other various tasks. His color was coming back and his skin no longer felt like fire. You pull up a chair and sit down beside him, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave his side - you would never forgive yourself if something happened to him. This was going to be a long night.

Two hours passed of you monitoring him, nothing has changed, everything was doing good. The only noise you could hear was Alejandro’s snoring from the living room. Your head snaps to the entrance of the kitchen at the sound of someone clearing their throat. Simon graces your vision with his arms crossed, most of his gear gone except his skull balaclava. “Hey” you give him a tired smile while you stretch from your spot.

“How is he doing?” He asks you worry wrapped around his words.

You sigh as you look to John. “He’s stable, wounds stopped bleeding, the sepsis seems to be under control. He’ll be out for a few weeks but should be combat ready rather quickly if everything goes according to plan.”

Simon shifts his weight in front of you, sympathy written in his eyes. “Ya did good Y/N. It’s my fault he ended up like this, I should’ve seen them coming but they just came out of nowhere. They were on him before I could even fire a shot.”

You step in front of Simon. “It’s not your fault Simon, you saved his life, and I don’t even know how far you carried him here. Don’t beat yourself up, please. I’ve been there, it’ll eat you up and turn you into something much much worse. You’re welcome to stay, I’m sure he would like to see his friend when he wakes up.” You offer him a warm sympathetic smile hoping to ease his worries.

Simon would nod looking at the ground before he digs into his pocket pulling something out “MacTavish wanted me to give ya this, in case he; he didn’t make it” the man before you says rather quietly, with guilt weighing down his words.

You raise your brow to him outstretching your hand before his to receive whatever it was in his hands. The cold metal lands in your hands the weight almost unbearable mentally. You swallow looking into your hand was John’s bloodied dog tags. Emotions crashed down on you again as tears well up in your eyes as you look back at Ghost, giving him a nod of thank you. “Oh Simon” you mumble holding the tags close to your chest.

“Johnny was worried about you, out of all things. He wanted to make sure I get those tags to ya” Simon mumbles arms crossed shifting his weight back and forth.

You give a small sad smile towards the man. “You’re a good friend Simon, and an even better brother.”

Simons eyes met yours and it looked like you fractured some of the guilt he held within them. His shoulders relax some as he turns around and gets the other chair placing it on the opposite side of you by John’s side. “I’ll watch him if ya feel like resting Y/N.” Simon offers you graciously.

You chuckle, keeping the dog tags in an iron grip as you take a seat in your chair. “Oh you know me ghost man, this is my bed until he wakes up.”

Simon gives a small quiet, ghost like chuckle before he leans back resting his feet on the wine rack under the table “suit ya self.”

You rolls your eyes playfully at Simon before you put your hand on Johns forehead, his temperature was normal, everything was okay. “Oh John you stupid sassy Scottish bastard, why did I fall in love with you?” You quietly ask him.

Of course the question went unanswered, and the only noise that graced your ears was various volumes of snores from each of the men. But you, you couldn’t sleep. No matter how much your body begged you for sleep and weighing your eyelids down you couldn’t. You were too scared.

Hours passed with John unresponsive just the occasional stir and twitching of his limbs. You missed his smile, his laugh, and his voice. You would trade anything to hear it. As another hour passes and you begin to organize all the men’s gear in their own piles within the hallway connecting the living room and the kitchen so you could still keep and eye on John. It was now the early morning the sun was beginning to rise and the first of the men to greet you within the kitchen was Price.

“Jesus lass did ya get any sleep?” He questions you but it was sweet, even to you he acted like a dad.

You give a tired smile to him while handing him some coffee you brewed a while ago. “No not really, been here with a sleeping phantom all night” you incline your head towards Simon who was still passed out beside his friend.

Price chuckled and sipped on the coffee. “Lass, I’ve been wondering. Seeing as all the boys are rather attached to ya if ya would like to join our merry little band. Be rather handy having ya around to fix the boys up.” Your eyes met his as you take a sip of coffee, never in a million years would you think Price himself would offer you a spot within the 141. However guilt slowly crept into your mind, how could you leave Alejandro high and dry like that? What about his men? He continues to speak. “Take some time to think about it lass, I’m sure Soap isn’t out of the woods yet.” You hum turning your attention towards John feeling his forehead again and checking the bandages through his body. You admired his toned body, it was gorgeous, he was gorgeous.

“I’ll have to talk to Alejandro beforehand, I can’t leave in good conscious knowing Los Vaqueros won’t have someone to fix them up.” You answer Price, and it was a truthful answer. You wanted to go with them, and maybe you even hinted towards what your heart wanted to answer.

Price nodded with a smile “of course lass I understand, and thank you for sorting the gear I’m sure the boys will appreciate it.”

You nod as you grab some fresh bandages from your trauma kit and begin to change them “it’s not a problem, really, John.” With that the conversation died and Price wandered off, to where you had no idea.

Alejandro soon awoke and joined you within the kitchen his hair all ruffled from sleeping on the couch. You quietly chuckle as you hand your friend coffee giving him a tired smile. “Morning hermano, sleep well?” You motion to his crazy hair.

He takes the cup gratefully and waves you off “eh don’t even start with me princesa.” He grumbles as he runs his hand through his hair making it somewhat normal.

“Oh Alejandro.” You shake your head raising your knees to your chest on the chair beside John, both your hands holding the warm mug.

Alejandro gives a deep hum as he looks to John who had a lot more color to him but still remained unresponsive and finally to you. Your cheek had a bloodstain on it, your hair was in a messy bun barely keeping your wild hair contained, there was bags under your eyes and your complexion was pale. You were exhausted both physically and mentally. “How are you feeling cariño?” His eyes locked with yours, piercing your very soul.

You sigh dropping your head into your knees, thank god Simon woke up and wandered off. Alejandro meant the world to you and Price’s words rattled in your head. You love Alejandro - with your whole heart and maybe a long time ago there was something between the two of you that neither of you wanted to address. It was a choice you never regretted it was safer to never address whatever it was that remained dormant within the two of you. “I’m exhausted Ale, I’m worried John won’t wake up I’ve never dealt with a trauma induced coma and I definitely don’t have the supplies to address it here. A-And don’t even get me started on what Price offered me this morning” you run your hand down your face taking a deep breath.

Alejandro at first doesn’t respond, instead he comes closer towards you picking up a kitchen towel damping it under the tap as he gently grasps your chin in his hand as he cleans away the blood on your cheek. Only up close you could see how rigid he had become, you swore he would break his jaw with how tight he clenched down. “What did he offer you?” He mumbles out while fixating on getting the dried blood off of you.

You melt into his touch meeting his eyes with your own. “He offered me a spot within the 141 as their medic for a lack of better terms.” You quietly say almost scared of his reaction to this news. You knew he wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you but he had fire within him.

He momentarily stops with the towel running his thumb by your jaw before he returns to cleaning it away. “What was your answer?”

Your eyes glaze over with sadness “I told him I would think about it, as I would have to make sure you and Los Vaqueros were okay if I did leave.”

Alejandro puts down the towel, turning your cheek to make sure all of the blood was gone before he rested both his hands on the sides of your jaw. “To me it sounds like you already made up your mind princesa. You don’t need my permission to go.”

Your hands now free from the empty mug wrap around his wrists gently, and action the two of you have done for years to ground the both of you. “I’m scared to leave you hermano. My whole life has been around you and your men, and you know I haven't been in the field since the fire that claimed how many men?" You could still feel the flames licking your skin, the heat of your snipers metal burning through your gear as your lungs choked on the smoke. The cries of the Los Vaqueros torment you late at night from that botched mission.

Alejandro gives you a small sad smile nudging your jaw with his hands to meet his eyes, “I remember princesa. I understand, I was scared too. For you and my men." He takes a deep breath almost fighting away his own demons. "But you are a great sniper, and an even better doctor. What does your heart tell you to do Y/N?” He rarely used your name, you knew the question was serious if he did.

You sigh closing your eyes to prevent your eyes from watering “I want to go Ale, I want to see the world, I want....” your sentence was cut short by John’s grunts on the table as his eyes met yours. What you saw in them you didn't recognize.

"Fuckin' hell" he grunts out in pain his head returning to the table

You broke away from Alejandro "go get Price and Gaz quickly I'm sure they'll wanna see their boy up" you wave him off turning your attention to John's intense stare. A tint of pink on your cheeks. “John, how are you feeling? Be careful with your moment you have 12 stiches on your ribs alone and your system is still recovering from-”

You were interrupted as Price, Simon, Gaz, and Alejandro all barged into the kitchen grins all across their faces - except Simon due to the balaclava but you expected he had a small smile. “Johnny ya awake finally!” Simon was the first to step forward placing his hand on John’s shoulder.

“Be careful boys, he’s still tender” you remind them while smiling at their happiness, and well yours.

Price was up next “ya girl took good care of ya. She said you should be fit to leave in a few weeks time.” The captain smiled before John looked at you with a tenderness in his eyes.

“Thank you love” he mumbles tiredly as he reaches his hand out towards you.

You smie as you take his hand in yours just enjoying the moment.

{Present}

“For fuck sakes Y/N I told ya to stay back! Why don’t ya ever fucking listen?” John shouts some more at you just adding fuel to the already massive argument the two of you have been having.

“Because I’m not some useless girl you leave hiding in the closet John! I can take care of myself! I joined the task force knowing what I was getting into! I left everything and everyone behind back in Mexico for this!” Your veins were flooded with anger and adrenaline, you don’t understand why John has been hovering over you lately. Everything you did was wrong, always putting yourself in danger apparently.

“Well maybe ya should’ve fucking stayed in Mexico with Alejandro! I’m sure he’ll love his booty call back!” He yells, but the moment the words come out he pales, realizing what he just said towards you

The words pierced your heart with force you felt your insides crack, but you wouldn’t cry, not in front of him. Instead you became quiet looking down seeing the shine of his dog tags around your neck. He let you keep them, as a thank you, and something to remember him by if something ever did happen to him. In this moment however, the tags felt like an anvil around your neck. You look up at the man, anger and hurt in your eyes as you begin to speak “I left Mexico because the man before me was worth more then anything. And I would’ve followed him to the ends of the earth if he asked, but I can see he doesn’t want me here.” You grimace at your own words turning quickly on your heel you dashed out of the room to get as far away from John as possible.

His own heart beat rapidly within his chest “fuck” he mumbles to himself as he stares at the floor before connecting his eyes with Simon, who witnessed it all.

“Ya’re fucking stupid MacTavish” he gruff accent sparing the sergeant no remorse. John almost flinches at Simon’s words. He wanted nothing more then to chase after you and hold you and beg for your forgiveness. He loves you, more then anything. “That lass left everyone behind for ya and ya continue to shit on her because what? Ya scared she’ll get hurt? Get ya head out of ya ass Johnny. Grow a pair and tell her how ya feel before she goes back to Mexico.” And with that Simon left the room, leaving John in a whirlpool of his own guilt and emotions.

You sit on top of the roof of the safehouse currently staring at your phone screen as Alejandro’s face pops up on facetime “hey princesa! How’s it going? You calling me to invite me to a wedding yet eh?” He laughs but his smile soon fades when he looks at you through the screen seeing your tear filled eyes as you rest your arm on your knees.

John found you on the roof almost 10 minutes ago but has yet to grow the courage to face you, instead he leaned against the wall, hidden from your line of sight as he listens into your conversation.

“I’m coming home Cabrón” you mumble out quietly sniffling into your arm.

This shocked Alejandro, you, out of all people, wanting to leave the 141 and come back to him?

“What? Why? What happened? I’ll ship that bastardo back to Scotland in pieces if he did something princesa.”

You give a small sad smile, even after all your years of friendship with him he still remained protective over you; like a brother. “Ever since he recovered we’ve done nothing but fight Alejandro. His words hurt to my core. I did nothing but save his fucking life yet he treats me as if I’m some defenseless lamb.” Hot silent tears run down your cheeks as you continue to speak “why can’t he love me the way I love him?” You more so ask yourself that question then Alejandro through the phone.

The man grumbles even from here you could feel his anger and frustration through the phone like waves. “Pendejo. Listen princesa if you want to come home the boys will be ecstatic, if you choose to stay then I wish you the best. MacTavish isn’t the only man within the 141 that has his eyes set on you. Follow your heart. I’ll be here if you need anything.”

You give a small wave towards the phone with a ghost of a smile “I’ll see you in a few days Alejandro.” You hang up the call giving a defeated sigh as you look up towards the stars. You didn’t want to leave, no, you definitely didn’t. But your heart kept breaking and bleeding over someone who didn’t care. You wanted to cry, scream, punch something - or someone - all of these emotions ragged within you like an uncontrolled fire. You heard some rustling behind you quickly you pocketed your phone and drawing your knife from your boot, a gift from the ghost himself. You were in the mood to kill honestly, maybe it’ll dull the pain. Your hand grips the knife tightly as the source of the noise emerges from around the corner - revealing a very defeated John MacTavish. You glare at him as your heart ached, all you wanted to do was run to him, be in his arms and tell him you love him. But your feet were planted into the ground like cement blocks.

John looked like a kicked puppy almost scared to meet your gaze “ya’re as deadly as ya’re beautiful” he mumbles out his accent sending shiver down your spine. Fuck you loved him.

You grit your teeth as you shove the knife back into your boot “what do you want Soap?” The name felt foreign on your tongue almost like a stranger but you didn’t want to break, you slowly built the walls up around yourself one brick at a time. You saw the flash of hurt in his eyes which in turn hurt you but you wanted to know, no you needed to know. You needed to know if he loved you, loves you.

He took a deep breath shifting his weight as he crossed his arms over his chest causing his arm muscles to flex, the one place you wanted to be. “I came to ask no - beg - for ya forgiveness Y/N. I fucked up love. Please...please lass don’t go back to Mexico.”

You scoff turning your head away from him to hide the tears in your eyes as you mimicking his stance with your arms crossed. You can’t handle this, not this thick rotten tension between the two of you. “You have no right John, no right at all. Fuck you, you fucking Scottish bastard! I did my job! Back at the safe house in Mexico I gave you an IV, I stitched you up I kept you alive! You were septic! I saved your god damn life!” Hot tears poured down your cheeks as you stepped closer to him getting everything off your chest. “I stayed up with you for two nights in a row because I was scared, no, I was terrified if I closed my eyes you would’ve died! An-And Simon, fuck, he gave me your bloody dog tags! John! Your dog tags! When they landed in my hand I felt my heart shatter into a million fucking pieces because right then I saw a future without you in it. I love you, I love you like I need air, water, sleep.” You scream in agony towards him flashes of his bloodied form cross your vision as you slowly slide down the balcony wall holding your head in your hands as you lower your tone almost to a whisper “I want you to love me, the way I love you. I want you to choose me.”

John moved in front of your shaking body sitting down in front of you as he puts his hands on your neck, slowly making their way up to the sides of your face wiping away the tears. “Love listen to me please sweetheart. When I got shot and Simon was carrying me to ya I was scared, I was so scared I thought I was going to die and ya would’ve had to deal with that. I would’ve left ya alone. It’s almost weird to say but I felt you there, when I was unconscious I felt your hands, your tears and I fought. I fought so damn hard to wake up and see ya beautiful face.” He gives a chuckle all while looking into your eyes that stopped producing tears “and when I woke up I saw ya with Alejandro I knew, well I knew before that I love ya. I love ya more then anything on this earth and in between. But then, after that whole fuck fest in Mexico and ya joined our task force I became scared. I thought of every possible scenario of me finding ya dead or ya and ya god damn good heartedness getting ya killed. It was wrong for me to treat ya like a defenseless lamb, I just...I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to ya.” The last bit he said with a shaky voice as you stare at him. Your eyes dart between his gorgeous eyes and his lips he was so close, so tantalizingly close. He looks at you, then your lips, and then you again. God he craved you. He slowly leaned in his lips grazing yours antagonizing slow. You smile as you lean in the rest of the way locking your lips with his wrapping your arms around his neck. Your heart bursts with joy as you grin against his lips and he copies you. “Fuck me lass ya have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that.”

You smile as you lean in again with a glint in your eyes, “then do it again.”

And he did just that.

Again.

And again.

#John soap MacTavish x reader #soap x reader #call of duty #call of duty x reader

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danwhobrowses · 12 days

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One Piece Chapter 1114 - Initial Thoughts

And we are back

TCB uploaded on a Thursday for the first time in yonks, but it had to be midway through my trip back from work

but anyway, GLOBAL WARMING! Vegapunk is pouring the tea, the world is sinking, so what more does he have to say and how will the world react?

Spoilers for the Chapter, Support the Official Release Also!

Yamato's pilgrimage involves taking the long way around Wano to bring Yasuie's sword to the Enma shrine (the god of the underworld not Zoro's sword)

We'll likely encounter a bunch of characters on the trek but it surprises me that he's bringing back Yasuie's sword and not Shusui to Ryuma's grave. Either are still fine but I feel like that had more narrative significance, though if that was the task then Zoro wouldn't have been able to visit his grave off-screen - which should've very much been on-screen!

You know the tea is spilling when the chapter title is 'The wings of Icarus'

Naturally, the world takes in the revelation we left off on

The Navy reacts first, the Vice Admirals in disbelief but Akainu silent

Mock Town of all places is next, filled with nonbelievers of dreams, they mock the smartest man on the planet and deem themselves wise

Water Seven are shocked too, finding it difficult to believe that it's the whole world and not just them

Paulie and Pepe Lulu cameo too (love Franky but in another life I would've liked to have seen Paulie as a Straw Hat, would've been a perfect foil for Sanji too since he's a bashful perv, plus Nami would totally abuse how bad he is with gambling)

Doflamingo of course is revelling in the news, mocking Magellan about how this affects Impel Down

It's so surreal to me how we all know that Doflamingo is a menace, his debut literally involved him pitting marines against one another, but now he's in Impel Down he's just chilling, on his back just vibing with people like Magellan and Tsuru

It seems the Mother Flame's flooding did cause some problems for Impel Down

Doffy predicts that it'll take 5 more meters for most of the world to be flooded

He also implies evacuating 'somewhere high up' - like the Red Line maybe?

Fishman Island also reacts to the news, like everyone else they find it hard to believe

Back at Egghead though, the Buster Call don't care if it's valid, it's coming from Vegapunk so it holds weight but either way it's bringing unrest and discourse

The Gorosei meanwhile are livid, even considering going scorched earth to stop it

York is also annoyed, suck on it

Vegapunk makes a prediction, accurately pointing out the weather effects of Lulusia being wiped out

That for sure has got people more convinced, given how it's pre-recorded

Surprise Smoothie and Mont D'or cameos too!

And another already flooded island is surprised how much to a tee Vegapunk got the prediction right

Damn even Tonjit from Long Ring Long Land is getting a cameo!

Aokiji bandaged up also listens from Fullalead

Vegapunk also calls out that the earthquakes were not natural, which really sets the Gorosei off

The Straw Hats continue to fend off Saturn to protect Robin, with Lilith also in on the fight

Most of them get knocked away though, being caught by Robin's Spider Web

Saturn does still appear to be showing some damage, so still props to the crew for doing the job

Because Saturn has shifted his priority from Robin, making his way to the power station to protect it

Saturn crashes in, as Vegapunk explains his obsession with finding an unlimited energy source

Back to his 'human' form, Saturn basks in the Mother Flame

I was expecting something different, but it is a tiny flame kept in a giant tank

I wonder if the S-108 and the A&Mu stand for something? The latter are not elements on the Periodic Table

Also it's a flame inside liquid, A FLAME INSIDE OF LIQUID!

The Sleeping Giant still is on the move, passing unfazed through fire and flame

Even the Giants are struggling in the flames, still in pursuit by Warcury

Luffy however is back in Gear Fifth, that fermented shark meat must've done the trick

Marejois is stirring though, because Vegapunk has just brought up the void century

Most of the Celestial Dragons are in uproar, blaming the marines and feeling big enough to take on Vegapunk to kill him themselves

Though, interestingly, Saint Shalria - Charloss' sister - seems almost intrigued, it appears not all the Celestial Dragons know about the Void Century

Vegapunk goes on to talk about how the Poneglyphs are key to the void century

In a woodland a giant lounges as he takes in the news, the familiar laugh of Dereshishishi coming from him

I'm still not certain it's Jaguar D. Saul mind you, why hide his face for so long?

Man we're even going as far back as Orange Town!

With the Mayor and Chouchou!

The benefits of having a 20+ year manga is how you can bring back so many minor characters briefly to just show the entire scale of the world that's been built

We also see Margaret from Amazon Lily, her face seems conflicted

Vegapunk however explains that his second sin was trying to decipher the Poneglyphs, using documentation gathered from Ohara

Since Luffy could hear the broadcast I'm sure Robin is hearing it too, I wonder how she feels about Vegapunk about to lore drop a bunch of Poneglyph stuff she didn't get to discover herself

Brook is also calling for Zoro and Jinbe, not sure what their status is, same with Franky, Bonney, Atlas and Sanji vs V. Nusjuro

'History is a story, after all' is a lowkey banger line

But the Labophase is behaving differently, the clouds are stretching

Edison's plan has come into action, making the clouds wider so the Sunny can drop off into the ocean

Credit to Usopp for figuring it out too

Seems like the little tyke isn't making it out, it may end up being just Lilith at this stage

Vegapunk keeps going, stating that he only knows little about the void century, so he'll give the world some of the only facts he knows

Luffy strikes Warcury again with a Gear Fifth big punch, but the result hurts his hand all the same

Meanwhile Vegapunk details the story of a person born 900 years ago to a bountiful and advanced kingdom

Just like Nika, he had an elastic and stretchy body - which the world will very much connect to Luffy - called Joy Boy

Joy Boy was the first man to take to the seas: The First Pirate

But a break again next week, I know last week was a SJ break than an Oda break but c'mon I feel like he does this every year!

Oda sure loves to set a stage huh? What do you mean Joy Boy was the first pirate? That'd imply he's rebelling against something right? Was the advanced kingdom too restrictive maybe? So much still yet to be said

For the most part, what the characters were doing this chapter were secondary to this announcement built up, it's still cool that the Straw Hats deterred Saturn away from Robin - though we are overdue seeing Jinbe and Zoro do something of substance. Ju Peter and Mars are still kinda floating around, Doll and Bluegrass were circling the island last we saw them too. But yeah, lots of unique and surprising cameos, the mystery deepens as the plot continues somehow to thicken.

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sirladysketch · 1 month

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Posting an SVSSS outline for a fic that I will sadly never have the time to write in the hopes that maybe it'll inspire someone out there. <3 Summary: Due to a system error, SY transmigrates into SQQ five years after Binghe fell into the Abyss. With no system, no support from his martial brothers, and no telling when the blackened protagonist will come to get his revenge, SY must find a way to survive.

Original LBH/SQQ|SY, background LBM/SQQ|SY

SY wakes up to hear the system going into a blue screen (power source missing, external power source corrupted), and finds himself in the world of PIDW as SQQ. After speaking with his martial brothers, he discovers it’s been 5 years since the immortal conference where Binghe fell into the abyss.

SY knows that this means that his return is imminent, but can’t help feeling like he’s gotten the short end of the stick- why send him to a role where he could have made a difference if he’d had more time? On top of that, the peak leaders don’t believe him when he tries to warn them that everyone is in danger, and he is subsequently put under house arrest for rest after his severe qi deviation.

A young disciple from Mu-shidi’s peak is tasked with helping his recovery, tending to his needs while he has to meditate and re-ground himself. SY quickly learns that the boy is not going to let him leave, but is willing to listen and help him talk out his fears/what he might be able to do to save the sect and cultivation world at large.

After a few months of seclusion in the bamboo house, SY has figured out how to act enough like SJ to be permitted to go on short trips to the foot of the mountain as part of his recovery./to help settle his nerves. While in town, SY thinks he sees LBH, which throws him into a panic. The disciple takes him back to the peak with the assurance that there is nothing to fear, but suggests that maybe he would feel better if they traveled somewhere remote for an actual vacation.

After listing off a few places like small towns and hot springs where SQQ knows LBH found wives, he settles on a small town SY has never heard of and should probably be safe, but then he feels guilty about essentially abandoning the peak inhabitants to their fate and fleeing. The disciple says that he can make sure that the peak remains safe, but in turn SY has to agree to do what he’s told. SY reluctantly agrees, knowing the disciple is just humoring him.

By the time SY finally agrees to leave, it’s too late; LBH arrives at the bamboo house and is ready to fight, but then the disciple steps in and soundly forces LBH to make a withdrawal. The disciple then reveals himself to be Luo Bingge, and demands that SY return with him. SY freaks out to the point of qi deviation and blacks out.

When he wakes up, he’s in the bamboo house and everything is quiet. For a moment he thinks it’s all a bad dream, and then the door to the bedroom opens up and it’s another SQQ. This SQQ turns out to be another version of SY from another reality, and somehow he ended up married to a softer version of the protagonist. SQQ says that Bingge brought him here to ‘learn how to love him.’

SY and SQQ talk for a bit about transmigration, coming to terms with being gay, and talking about the trauma of being unable to grieve for their last life. SQQ offers sanctuary, saying that LBM had beaten LBG before and they can keep him safe. SY ultimately decides to go with LBG since they’d been together for months and the disciple never hurt him and definitely saved him from a fate worse than death. And besides, he always thought LBH deserved better, so why not him?

SQQ wishes him luck and gives him a talisman from his system to get in touch if he ever changes his mind, and LBG takes him back to his world to learn how to love him.

SY and LBG have a beauty and the beast montage and the harem starts getting dispersed, but SY is still having panic attacks that send him into qi deviations, dreaming about what almost happened back in the first PIDW world. He thinks that Binghe is hunting him down, even more angry than before since he’s been denied his revenge AND he got beaten by an imposter.

LBG swears he will protect him; <more stuff happens and SY is slowly coming to terms with the fact that he might actually be gay for Binghe, lol>

Showdown of Other LBH vs LBG, shit starts to go down and SY tries to use the token from the other SQQ to get LBM to help; ends up doing a system reset and he wakes up in the bamboo house with YQG sitting by his side, anxious about the qi deviation. The dream is already beginning to fade as he asks after LBH, who is apparently still in the woodshed where he left him….

#svsss #plot bunnies #outline #fics I'll never write #but it was fun outlining lol #Feel free to use this as a prompt if you guys are inspired <3 #original luo binghe #shen yuan

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whisperinggbreeze · 5 months

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(Spoilers for pretty much all of TGCF)

Xie Lian was angry. He was angry. He was so angry. He was angry, he was angry, he was angry, he was—

He was not angry at Wu Ming, the boy who kept changing his life and was now either purposely torturing him or failing to remember.

He wasn’t even angry at White No-Face. Bai Wuxiang. He hated him, he hated him, but he was not angry at him.

Xie Lian had stopped being angry at anyone a long time ago. He felt nothing towards anyone.

(That couldn’t be true. He hated, he had always hated, ever since he had been reborn. He hated, he hated, he hated—)

White Flower Collecting Souls had nobody to blame but himself. He was angry. He was angry. But he had always been angry at himself. When he was young, he was angry at others. He was angry at Mu Qing for leaving him, angry at Feng Xin for listening to him and leaving in the end as well, angry at his father, angry at his mother, angry at his Guoshi, angry at the heavenly emperor, angry at the gods, angry at heaven.

Angry at the ghost who had torn down Xianle like a poorly constructed gold foil palace.

But that was many centuries ago. Xie Lian had grown out of his anger. He was only ever angry at himself, and that really couldn’t be considered anger at all.

Anger was foolish, nonsensical, unnecessary. It wasn’t a strong enough word. Xie Lian hated himself, despised himself—

Right, he’d gotten off track. He was thinking about Wu Ming. Hua Cheng.

“Oh dear,” Xie Lian sighed, just now taking in his surroundings and remembering how he’d been screaming and tearing up the room he stood in just a few minutes ago. His throat was raw. He did not feel it. He did not feel anything.

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another extract for the calamity!xl / god!hc au! why did I start on chapter 2 before finishing chapter 1, you might ask? to that I say: please don't ask it'll make me sad :( (I do have the rest of chapter 1 vaguely planned out, so I might post another extract for that at some point)

as you can tell, the POV switches; currently I plan to switch every chapter but that might change depending on what POV fits the story better at that moment

i am slowly working my way through world building and story planning! ill be completely honest, this project was a spontaneous one so I kind of just jot down and incorporate ideas as they come lmao

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cooliogirl101 · 7 months

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so since you're in your SVSS era is it a good time to ask about what Hisana and/or Sayuri would be doing in the SVSS world or... because I still think about your OCs all the time I love them so much (also impressed you made Violet a character I would actually super like, lol)

(Doing this with PIDW instead of SVSSS because I think 2 transmigrators is enough without throwing in a third lol).

For Sayuri, I think it’d be fun to throw her in with a tiny feral Shen Jiu somewhere. Maybe even as Qiu Haitang— I think either as Lily or Sayuri, she’d take one look at the situation, arrive to the correct conclusion about what was going on in about 10 seconds, and be like “well time to plan a murder :)”

Hisana I think would be fun to have as like Mu Qingfang’s head disciple or something. I think her relationship with SJ would be really interesting to explore, because she’d take one look at him and be like “well here’s a guy who’s been traumatized every day of his life and is clearly lashing out about it.” She’s really not the type to allow herself to be pushed away either so I think she might actually get through some of his walls. Also, she would absolutely not condone any abuse of children— over half her time is spent on annoying both SQQ and LQG into being nice to their disciples. Social hierarchy and respect to seniors? Never heard of it. YQY is too ecstatic that SJ has someone so invested in his health (who he actually begrudgingly respects and listens to) to care about some casual flaunting of social norms here or there.

Alternatively, it’d be kind of hilarious for her to transmigrate into someone who was originally written to be LBH’s 361st wife or something. Only when he comes to seduce her, in classic Hisana fashion, she manages to misinterpret literally everything he does. He proposes to her; she misreads it as a job offer and politely declines. He takes her to his palace; she thinks it’s sweet he wants her to make more female friends (“Aww, he remembered when I said working as a traveling healer can get lonely at times, so considerate of him 🥹”). Even the normal sex tropes don’t work— the first time they come across sex pollen, she chucks her homemade equivalent of an N95 mask at his face (“Not to worry, I always carry extras!”). It’s this way that LBH comes to make his very first entirely-platonic friend.

I’m glad to hear you liked my revamped Fourth Wing snippets! Kinda tempted to rewrite the whole book lol just because I actually really like the version of Violet I made.

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hii, can we have a daryl x reader where reader finds out/listens in on carol’s and daryl’s conversation on leaving on their own without telling anyone? and the reader feels betrayed because she thought she was close to him?

i love your writing <33

Thank you for your kind words, I love this concept.

It's almost as if I've never felt betrayal before, tears pricking at the back of my closed eyes as I listen to Daryl and Carol talk about their future and their choices.

Choices that don't seem to involve me.

It took Daryl a hefty amount of time to actually convince me that Carol wasn't an issue or a threat when it comes to our relationship, a relationship that's existed almost as long as he's known Carol. I know they're best friends and that he's played a very important role in her life, especially after moving on from Ed and healing after realizing how much of an abusive piece of shit he was.

But there's something about listening to them talk about how they want to get away without letting anyone know. That they would just slip away silently with a bunch of stuff and move on, go out west and see if the rest of the country is as fucked up compared to what we've seen in the time since the world's gone to shit.

I thought that, no matter what, he would take me with him. That now that we're together, that we're together and he would never leave me, especially not with another woman. But after hearing them laugh and joke about how nice it would be to get away from the politics of the group and to breathe on their own, I can't help but wonder if it's me that he wants to get away from.

And if he wants that so bad then who am I to keep him from it.

"Hey." My head turns to look at Daryl, my eyes shining with angry tears as a look of realization passes over his face, brows furrowing in confusion. "You 'lright?" He asks, stepping further into the room to look at me clearly, reaching up to take the book bag out of my heads. "Where you goin'?" He laughs nervously, setting the backpack down, gulping nervously as I laugh bitterly.

"Oh, it's not for me. It's for you." I scoop the backpack up and press it to his chest and he takes a careful step back. "You know, since you and Carol wanna run away on your own little journey without letting any of us in on it." I laugh, sitting down on the edge of my bed as I stare down at my feet, knees bouncing anxiously. He blows out a breath, realizing how deeply he fucked up, especially now knowing that I heard everything.

"Y/n-"

"Nope. You made your bed, lie in it." I huff, clasping my hands in my lap as Daryl makes his way to sit down beside me, hunching over to rest his forehead on his fists. His chest deflates in a deep breath before his head tilts to look back at me. My eyes soften a bit at his eyes, realizing that there's no regret or upset behind his soft hues, just confusion.

But eventually the confusion settles and his lips part.

"I think that Carol just assumes that, where I go, you go." He says simple, stretching to sit up beside me, his arm wrapping around my shoulder and I let him, realizing slowly that he never intended for me to think that he would leave me. "I get how it seems. But there ain't a second where you're included in 'everyone' that we wouldn't tell." He whispers quietly, corner of his lip jutting up in a simple smile and I allow myself to relax into his side, my racing mind finally soothing.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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TO ENGAGE IN SOUL JOURNALING:

1. You will need a Soul Journal.

2. A pen or pencil to write in your journal.

3. Find a quiet place to connect with your soul.

4. Open your heart to receive.

5. Release all preconceived notions of how the

process will unfold for you.

6. Be present and let your Soul Guidance come

any way that it wants to be shared with you.

7. Once you write your Soul Guidance in your

journal, put it away until tomorrow morning.

8. When you wake up in the morning, read your

Soul Guidance.

9. Engage in this sacred practice every day.

Soul Journaling

The practice of Soul Journaling is one that I have engaged in

for many years. The inspiration for this simple daily dance

with my soul came forth with a clarity that compelled me to

integrate it into my daily morning ritual, an immersion into that sacred time set aside for me. Your soul has the road map for your life. She wants to guide you to your destiny with grace and ease. I would like to share this personal practice with you in the hope that it will forever change your life as it has changed mine.

Soul guidance is the key to unlocking the magnificence of

your life. There are many ways to connect to this personalized

guidance. Whatever way you choose to use, it is important to

know that connecting to it is like using a muscle. The more

you use it, the stronger the connection will become. My process involves the following steps that have worked for me in my quest for continued personal evolution.

For me, the best time to engage in my soul journaling is

in the morning when I wake up. In the quiet of my sacred

morning space, I begin with several minutes of deep breathing to center myself in the present moment. With each deep breath in, I feel the glory of God’s Grace entering me and inspiring every cell in my body to be open to receive. With each

exhalation, I feel into God’s love as it flows into the world

around me. I continue my deep breathing until I feel my mus-

cles relax and the peace of God’s breath in my mind.

In this heightened state of awareness, I begin to listen. I listen what I call my divine ears, the ears that tune into the sub what I call my divine ears, the ears that tune into the subtle vibrations that the soul emits to provide us with messages

for our personal journey. In this silent space, I begin to hear

words from my soul. These are not words that I hear exter-

nally like a person speaking to me, but rather words that are

gently birthed internally in my mind. It may be one word, or

perhaps a sentence. Sometimes I have the experience of many

sentences being strung together providing me exactly what I

need to know at that time in my life. As I begin to hear the

words in my mind with my divine ears, I write the words in

my soul journal. During this process, I relax into the words allowing them to wash over me as I capture their essence on the

page. I do not worry about spelling, grammar or punctuation,

but rather simply allow the words to flow and to write them in my journal as they are presented to me.

It is at this point in the process that I sometimes find that my

ego will attempt to interfere with the process. The ego begins to judge what is being written in my journal and even criticizes the entire process. To overcome this interjection of the ego into my soul journaling, I have developed a process that

will allow me to continue to integrate the soul guidance while rejecting the noise of the ego. Once I have written the sacred words from my soul, I put my soul journal away and I do not read my soul guidance until the following morning. I find that this pause between the reception of my soul words and reading the soul guidance gives me time to push my ego out of the way. This allows space for the guidance to be presented to me as it was intended; without judgment or criticism, but rather

with the warmth, love and evolutionary impulse in which the words were birthed.

Using this cycle of receiving the soul words and then waiting a

day before reading my soul guidance, I wake up each morning and read the soul guidance from the previous day with an indescribable joy in my heart. The soul words provide me with an intimate gift each morning, a bounty of sacred insight into my personal evolution that propels me forth with the full faith that my soul is guiding each step that I take on my journey.

This gift has fueled my growth over many years. It has become such an integral part of my personal evolution that waking up each morning without the words of my soul journaling would be like waking up without the sun rising. It is an essential part of my authentic essence. My existence is predicated on this daily sacred exchange with my soul. Her loving hand guides

my day. I can feel the grace and ease as it unfolds in each moment.

The process of soul journaling then becomes a repetitive daily ritual. You wake up and read the soul guidance from the previ-

ous day, breathe into that silent nurturing space and receive

more soul guidance that is set aside and read the next morn-

ing. This cycle of receiving from your soul and then giving of

your full authentic self to the world becomes a sacred act that births your greatness into the world. The active intentional

connection with your soul and the guidance you receive will

become clearer and stronger over time as you exercise this

muscle of divine connection.

The simplicity of this process should not be dismissed as God has been elegant in architecting this solution for providing

your soul’s guidance to you in a clear and unedited fashion.

Your soul is waiting for you to consciously connect with her.

In that connection, she will reward you with the treasure of your greatest self if you give her a few minutes every day. The

nuggets of wisdom and signposts for your journey can only come from your soul. Her truth will be honest and her way showing perfection. Allow yourself this daily gift. Dive deeply into your soul guidance. Watch the magic and mystery of your life unfurl knowing in all certainty your soul guidance is available to uplift you and propel your evolutionary growth.

May you be blessed with the daily words of your soul jour-

naling as your truest authentic self emerges into the world.

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Recommending Video Essays #8

In lieu of any thoughts on video essays I'm gonna recommend an album, but not change the title because I think it's funny to mislead people.

Recommendation: In the Aeroplane Over the Sea by Neutral Milk Hotel

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is an album that I can almost guarantee that you've at least heard of if you've spent enough time on the internet to be a part of the few people to see this post any time in the next six months. It's an album that gained a shocking amount of reverence in the late-aughts and 2010s, and has remained a cultural touch stone for people who's online activity descends, in some form, from boards like /mu/ and websites like RateYourMusic. It's an album that's filled with words that form barley intelligible surreal paintings for your ears. An album, filled with buzzing guitars that push the limits of whatever cheap equipment the album was recorded on. An album that very clearly push the limits of front man Jeff Magnum's vocals for a majority of the track list. An album I would guess most people (myself included) have to listen to at least 10 times before really understanding what it's even about. It's also proof that sometimes the most pretentious, annoying parts of the internet are right.

Listening to In the Aeroplane Over the Sea as many times as I have, I have come to the conclusion that you just have to listen to it at least once. So for those who haven't listened to it, I implore you to listen to the album, look at the cover art for the 40 minute run time, and just visualize. If I was reading this right now, I might be turned off by that ask, because assigning homework is a really annoying thing to do when recommending an album that's supposed to be great. But, if you're interested enough to read the rest of this, and you haven't listened to the album before, you should listen to it.

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is one of the most fucked up albums I've ever listened to in my life. It is also really hauntingly beautiful. While there are certain ideas about the album, what that idea is used for I think is probably going to be different from person to person. This is usually a down fall of media in my opinion, because what was originally intended gets largely lost in abstraction, thus making that underlying thing that the themes all wrap around, generally unknowable. In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is still legible, even where the lyrics of the album suggests it's not.

From my point of view the album is mostly about faith, in the spiritual sense. What drives us as people to have a faith? The conclusion that the album very loosely comes too, is that it's an answer for feeling used. King of Carrot Flowers Pt. 1, the first track on the album, explores the start of the cycle that leads to both faith and feeling used. Just as the lyrics point to in the abstract telling of sex, the two characters of the song use each other and “learn what each other's bodies were for,” just as they would “lay and learn” from the unhealthy and abusive relationship their parents left out for their children. This continues further into the next track, King of Carrot Flowers Pts. 2 & 3, where just as their father dreamed of all the ways to die, they're left waiting for the salvation of Jesus, entirely separated from the world, and using their mother as a guide. I guarantee that after listening to this album, you have a different take on just these two first songs. But if you've been paying attention to the lyrics there are absolute core ideas that translate between your read and my read on the songs. This is what truly makes this album great to me. Managing to make a very thoughtful and human story through absolutely insane abstraction, while making all the potential thoughts of the listener coherent with both the album and other peoples thoughts. And that example I gave is just the first two songs. I'm not even going to take the time to delve into where ideology and faith thematically intersect in Communist Daughter, or where the tackling of the separation between life and death in religion separates the character's own life in Two Headed Boy, or all the other essay length topics present in the album.

The only downside to the album is that you'll probably have to listen to it a lot to get the bigger picture, and fully form your own thoughts and ideas on the entire album. Fortunately, this album boasts incredibly beautiful songs that are still ringing in my head to this day.

In my opinion, In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is one of the oh so few albums out there that completely lives up to the hype it's given. There isn't a single down moment or worse song on the album, and each song (excluding the instrumental track The Fool) has enough to chew on for years of listening. Genuinely a modern masterpiece.

#in the aeroplane over the sea #neutral milk hotel #album review #recommendations #music #please tell me if there are any errors in my writing thanks <3

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Taylor Swift Has Spent 16 Years Subtly Telling Us Super Intimate Details About Other Celebrities In Her Music. Here’s Everything That We’ve Learned So Far.

We all know the songs about Kimye and Jake Gyllenhaal, but piecing together details from Taylor’s entire body of work actually gives us a much deeper insight into the world of celebrity and popular culture.

Stephanie SoteriouPosted 8 hours ago

Over the last 16 years, she’s faced fierce scrutiny for taking her life experiences and turning them into Grammy Award–winning songs, namely because many involve her love interests. But, contrary to popular belief, Taylor doesn’t just sing about her ex- and current lovers — she actually memorializes her entire life through music.

This includes her childhood memories, high school friendships, and family values — as well as the platonic feuds and fallouts that she has endured along the way.

But by writing about her real life, which just so happens to involve a plethora of famous faces, Taylor’s entire body of work serves as a treasure trove of insight into the world of celebrity and popular culture.

While it is easy for the casual listener to hear “Style,” “All Too Well,” and “Look What You Made Me Do” and come to some generic conclusions about Harry Styles, Jake Gyllenhaal, and Kimye, what many don’t realize is that multiple songs, when pieced together, actually form a much deeper story.

So in honor of the release of Taylor’s 10th studio album, Midnights, I have taken it upon myself to tell that story.

But, before we get into it, I can’t disclaim enough that lyrical interpretation is subjective and that Taylor very rarely reveals who her songs are about. She does, however, actively encourage fans to connect clues and Easter eggs about the subjects of her songs. This article is the result of thorough research, fan theories, and widespread conclusions, but nothing is 100% confirmed.

So, let’s delve into everything that Taylor Swift’s music has secretly taught us about other celebrities.

Taylor’s first high-profile relationship was with Joe Jonas in 2008. They were 18 when they started dating in July, but it famously ended with a 25-second phone call in October.

According to Taylor’s songs “Mr. Perfectly Fine” and “Forever & Always,” Joe told her he’d been waiting for her all of his life, vowed to never leave, and even dropped the L-word.

In “Last Kiss,” Taylor recalls falling for Joe because of his confidence, charm, and respect for her parents, which is referenced by the way that he shook her dad’s hand upon their first meeting.

Taylor called Joe “the life of the party” and credited him for pulling her out of her shell by encouraging her to dance with him. Taylor flew out to Texas to watch the Jonas Brothers in concert on July 9, and this date is also name-checked in the song. But things went downhill quickly when Joe began to ghost her.

The singer ultimately found herself staring at her phone as she waited for his call, but that’s probably something she regrets because when he finally did make contact he brutally dumped her.

Speaking on The Ellen DeGeneres Show in 2008, Taylor said of their failed relationship: “When I find that person that is right for me, he’ll be wonderful. And when I look at that person, I’m not even gonna be able to remember the boy who broke up with me over the phone in 25 seconds when I was 18.”

The worst part for Taylor was the “casually cruel” way Joe had acted as though he hadn’t done anything wrong after dumping her, and she accused him of issuing an “insincere apology” just so that he could look like the good guy.

And while Joe appeared to be “perfectly fine” after their split, Taylor struggled immensely and would wear his clothes around the house because she was so devastated.

But Taylor and Joe eventually managed to salvage a friendship and are now on good terms. In fact, in her 2020 song “Invisible String” Taylor recalls sending a gift to Joe and his now-wife Sophie Turner when their first daughter was born.

While Joe didn’t turn out to be the love of Taylor’s life, the pain that he caused her actually led to an eerie premonition in her 2010 song “Last Kiss,” where she sings: “Your name forever the name on my lips.”

As fate would have it, she wasn’t wrong, and she has been seriously loved up with another Joe — Joe Alwyn — since 2016. But we’ll get to that later.

After splitting from Joe, Taylor entered one of the most formative years of her life.

It was, after all, September 2009 when Kanye West stormed the VMAs stage as she attempted to accept her Best Female Video award, snatched the mic from her hand, and said Beyoncé should have won instead.

In her 2010 song “Back To December,” Taylor revealed that she had burst into tears backstage after the incident and was comforted by her then-boyfriend, Taylor Lautner, who had presented her with the award alongside Shakira.

In the track, which appeared on her album Speak Now, Taylor shares intimate details about how he supported her through the ordeal, recounting: “How you held me in your arms that September night / The first time you ever saw me cry.”

The two Taylors had only just met on the set of Valentine’s Day that summer, but a reference to her realizing the strength of her feelings “in the fall” suggests that the VMAs incident was the catalyst for them falling in love.

Unfortunately, they split in December, and Taylor had massive remorse over failing to realize how special the actor was until it was too late. In fact, in a rare feat for the exes referenced in Taylor’s music, Lautner comes away without a single bad word said about him.

As for Kanye, Taylor was initially willing to forgive him for the VMAs incident and approached the situation from a level of understanding. In her 2010 song “Innocent,” Taylor tries to speak to the rapper’s inner child and accepts that life can be tough, even at 32 — Kanye’s age at the time of the ceremony.

But this was far from the end of Taylor and Kanye’s run-ins, and she’d later hugely regret the forgiveness and grace she showed him here.

Almost immediately after breaking up with Lautner in December 2009, Taylor ignored the warnings from the people around her and started dating John Mayer.

John is 13 years older than Taylor, who was just 19 at the time, which is probably why her mom thought that she was “losing her mind” when she struck up a relationship with him.

Others told Taylor to “run as fast as you can” away from the singer, but she didn’t understand their problematic relationship dynamic until after the fact, and reflected on this in her 2010 song “Dear John.”

With hindsight, Taylor believes that John took advantage of her and treated her in a way that she was too young to understand. She found herself walking on eggshells, afraid of upsetting him because his moods were unpredictable. He would regularly flip between being warm and loving and cold and distant.

Taylor went so far as to accuse John of having a “sick need to give love then take it away,” and ultimately regretted their entire relationship, which ended in February 2010.

Four months after their split, Taylor had an awkward encounter with John when they were seated near each other at the CMT Music Awards, which inspired her song “The Story Of Us.”

She told USA Today: “‘The Story of Us’ is about running into someone I had been in a relationship with at an awards show, and we were seated a few seats away from each other. I just wanted to say to him, ‘Is this killing you? Because it’s killing me.’ But I didn’t. Because I couldn’t. Because we both had these silent shields up. I went home and I sat there at the kitchen table and I said to my mom, ‘I felt like I was standing alone in a crowded room.’”

And despite the age gap presenting a problem in her relationship with John, Taylor went on to date another older man at the end of 2010.

Jake Gyllenhaal has arguably faced the most scrutiny of any subject of Taylor’s work, with the backlash intensifying last year following the release of “All Too Well (10 Minute Version) (Taylor’s Version)” and its accompanying short film.

Taylor was 20 and Jake was 29 when they began their on-again, off-again relationship, which has been referenced in several songs — including “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together.”

The song describes Jake constantly “picking fights” as well as being obsessed with how he's perceived by others. And this preoccupation with appearing cool and trendy led to him regularly putting Taylor down, diminishing her interests, laughing at her aspirations, and rolling his eyes at her jokes.

Discussing the ex who inspired “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together,” Taylor told USA Today: “He made me feel like I wasn’t as good or as relevant as these hipster bands he listened to. So I made a song that I knew would absolutely drive him crazy.”

In “I Bet You Think About Me,” Taylor also exposes Jake’s fear of aging and no longer being “hip” before admitting that she was unable to fit in with his circle of friends. This also appeared in the All Too Well short film, where the woman protagonist tries and ultimately fails to fit in with her partner’s friends at a dinner party.

In the song, Taylor says that Jake’s “Brooklyn broke [her] skin and bone,” suggesting that trying to keep up with his coolness ultimately wore her down.

The pressure of the relationship was so intense that Taylor ended up breaking down in tears in the bathroom of a showbiz party in 2010, with it being widely assumed she was consoled by Anne Hathaway.

In “All Too Well,” Taylor refers to the woman who comforted her as “some actress,” but the timeline appears to perfectly coincide with Anne’s recollection of meeting Taylor.

The actor, who has worked with Jake in the past, said of Taylor in a 2015 interview: “She just seems to be following her heart. I met her — I hope it’s OK to say this — when she and Jake were together. She was 20 at the time, and we hung out one night. I was like, ‘You are a magnificent creature.’”

In addition to Jake’s obsession with seeming trendy, he was also insecure about his height while dating Taylor. The actor is 5'11", and Taylor is 5'10", and in her song “Begin Again” she references the fact that he didn’t like her wearing high heels.

Taylor described Jake’s family life in her songs, too, recalling his mom embarrassing him by showing her old photos and telling childhood stories about him on the T-ball team.

Earlier this year, Taylor also seemingly confirmed a long-standing theory that Jake was the first person she had sex with — and the moment happened at his sister Maggie Gyllenhaal's house.

In the opening verse of “All Too Well,” Taylor sings: “I left my scarf there at your sister’s house / And you’ve still got it in your drawer even now.” She later revisits the theme with the line: “But you keep my old scarf / From that very first week / Because it reminds you of innocence / And smells like me / You can’t get rid of it.”

Many believed that the scarf was actually a metaphor for her virginity, and in September, Taylor became visibly flustered when she was asked about its meaning at the Toronto International Film Festival. She confirmed that it was indeed a metaphor, and then awkwardly added: “Um…And I think when I say it’s a metaphor, I’m just going to stop…and I’m going to say thanks for the incredible question to whoever asked it, you’ve really taken us for a ride with that one, thank you.”

Jake also spent time with Taylor’s family and managed to win over her dad by telling “self-effacing jokes” over coffee. But Mr. Swift ultimately turned on Jake when he stood Taylor up on her 21st birthday, almost two months into their relationship.

This milestone event is the stuff of legend within the Taylor fandom, with the All Too Well short film reflecting Taylor being dramatically let down by Jake’s no-show at the party while surrounded by her innermost circle.

In 2014, a source told RadarOnline: “The day before — all was set — he was coming, no issues. But the day of, she doesn’t hear from him at all. No texts, no calls. Taylor thought maybe he was planning some sort of surprise. Nope. He didn’t show up and she locked herself in the bathroom and cried the entire night.”

And this is all but confirmed in Taylor’s 2012 song “The Moment I Knew,” in which she recalls being glammed up in her party dress as friends asked her about Jake before becoming bitterly disappointed and heartbroken at the realization he wasn’t going to show.

Ultimately, Jake broke up with Taylor because of their age gap, even telling her the relationship may have worked if they'd been closer in age. However, he ended up regretting the decision, repeatedly calling and begging for another chance.

In fact, Jake didn’t tell Taylor that he loved her until three months after they had broken up, and in “I Bet You Think About Me,” Taylor appears to find great joy in the fact that Jake realized that she is “harder to forget” than she “was to leave.”

Despite that small slither of solace, Taylor also admitted she battled with wanting to take Jake back while being unable to forgive or forget the pain he’d caused on her 21st birthday. To protect herself from reopening old wounds, Taylor ignored Jake’s texts and phone calls but expressed concern in “I Almost Do” that he would think she hated him or had moved on.

But it’s not all bad — Jake ruining Taylor’s 21st birthday inspired her to make a really big deal out of her 22nd, which is reflected in her song “22.”

The upbeat pop song follows “All Too Well” on the Red tracklist, and for years, fans had been confused by the emotional whiplash of that sequence. But when last year’s extended version of “All Too Well” provided additional details about Taylor’s 21st, her desire to reclaim her birthday via “22” immediately after the heartbreak anthem suddenly made perfect sense.

After Jake, Taylor went on to date Harry Styles from late 2012 to early 2013. They were widely reported to have had a brief fling in the spring of 2012, which came crashing down after Harry kissed somebody else in New Zealand. But they reconciled later that year.

In her 2014 song “How You Get The Girl,” Taylor admits to secretly hoping that Harry would show up at her door and apologize for the way that he had behaved while begging for another chance.

And it appears she got her wish, with Taylor revealing he did reach out again in the song “Style.” In the same track, she admits to being reluctant to give Harry a second chance because of his reputation, but she ends up being sucked back in by his charm.

(As a sidenote, Taylor previously acknowledged how obvious the subject of “Style” is thanks to its title, telling Rolling Stone: “We should have just called it ‘I’m Not Even Sorry.’”)

Harry and Taylor’s fame made their relationship difficult from the offset. In “I Know Places,” Taylor recalls “vultures circling,” with people desperate to get a piece of them.

In fact, Taylor became so exhausted by the constant attention that “Out Of The Woods” recounts a moment where she tried to end their relationship, believing she was “setting” Harry “free,” only for him to convince her to stay.

And in perhaps the finest example of the intel we get from Taylor’s music, the same song reveals that she and Harry were in a snowmobile accident together that, somehow, never got out to the press.

Fans were confused when Harry was pictured with a bandage over his chin in December 2012 following his and Taylor’s trip to a ski resort, but further details didn’t come to light until Taylor revealed them herself on 1989.

It turns out that the accident happened after Harry “hit the brakes too soon,” resulting in a hospital dash where they both cried as he got stitches.

Taylor later revealed that there were around four other people at the hospital who all promised not to tell anybody about what had happened, and — surprisingly — they were true to their word.

She also said she included the anecdote in the song to remind the press and public that they aren’t privy to everything she does. “People think they know the whole narrative of my life,” she shared. “I think maybe that line is there to remind people that there are really big things they don’t know about.”

Harry and Taylor broke up shortly after the snowmobile incident, but him later buying a house a couple of blocks away made her reflect on what could have been if he’d been able to commit.

It was around this time that Taylor’s feud with Katy Perry exploded. This was referenced in “Bad Blood,” where Taylor describes how their “mad love” for one another completely shattered.

While the pair were publicly friendly from 2009, attending birthday parties and joining each other onstage, 2013 saw them clashing over some backing dancers, and chaos ensued.

The story goes that three of the dancers on Taylor’s Red tour left before it ended so that they could join Katy on her Prismatic tour instead. Taylor told Rolling Stone that she felt like Katy had “tried to sabotage” her.

And this was reiterated in “Bad Blood,” where Taylor says that Katy purposefully “hit” her where she was “weak” and claims that she’d never recover from the long-lasting wound of the betrayal. Taylor also references her upset over this betrayal coming from someone she’d shared such good memories with.

While Taylor appeared to insist that she and Katy would never be able to resolve their issue, time proved to be a healer, and Katy had a cameo in Taylor’s 2019 music video for “You Need To Calm Down,” which the two women hoped would be “a symbol of redemption and forgiveness.”

But the same truce has not yet been called between Taylor and her former best friend Karlie Kloss, who Taylor seemingly confirmed that she’d fallen out with in a 2016 essay for Elle.

While the exact details of the fallout are unclear, it appears that Taylor caught Karlie speaking negatively behind her back.

In her 2020 song “It’s Time To Go,” Taylor sings: “When the words of a sister come back in whispers / That prove she was not in fact what she seemed / Not a twin from your dreams / She’s a crook who was caught.”

After their fallout, Karlie would subtly align herself with Taylor’s enemies — including Kanye, Kim, and Katy — through pointed Instagram captions and comments in interviews. Celebrity blogger Perez Hilton later claimed that Karlie had leaked personal information about Taylor to Scooter Braun, whom Taylor has since branded her “nemesis.”

Many Swifties are also convinced that the 2020 song “Closure” is about Karlie. If this is the case, then it appears that Karlie wrote Taylor a letter to apologize while the singer was spending time in London with boyfriend Joe Alwyn.

Karlie seemingly acknowledged that she was in the wrong and expressed guilt over how she’d treated Taylor. However, Taylor has no interest in forgiveness and said that even seeing the model's name on the correspondence caused her pain.

Taylor accused Karlie of issuing a “fake” apology in order to absolve herself of the guilt from the past so that she can move on.

Meanwhile, Taylor and Karlie’s fallout appeared to coincide with Taylor’s breakup with DJ Calvin Harris, whom she dated for 15 months between 2015 and 2016. But despite the pretty lengthy romance, there’s very few songs about Calvin in Taylor’s discography apart from the aptly named “I Forgot That You Existed,” which appears to reference their split.

The breakup came shortly before the climax of Taylor’s infamous feud with Kim Kardashian and Kanye West over the rapper’s song “Famous,” which includes the controversial lyric, “I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex / Why? I made that bitch famous.”

At the time, Kanye insisted that Taylor had approved the line, but her publicist maintained that she’d not been made aware that he’d refer to her as “that bitch.”

In July 2016, Kim uploaded a Snapchat video documenting a phone call between Kanye and Taylor, in which they discussed the song and she appeared to give her approval — however, it didn’t show Kanye consulting Taylor on the use of the word “bitch.”

As a direct result of the leak, Taylor took an extended break from the public eye after her social media pages were flooded with snake emojis while the hashtag #TaylorSwiftIsOverParty began trending worldwide. She did not return to the limelight until the release of her 2017 album Reputation.

Here, Taylor reflected on what had happened between her and Kimye, and even admitted that until that point she’d been on friendly terms with the rapper since the 2009 VMAs incident.

Taylor believed that she was giving him a second chance and was left hurt when he stabbed her in the back. She was also convinced that Kanye deliberately recorded their conversation intending to set her up — something she referenced in the album's title track, “Look What You Made Me Do.”

In “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things,” Taylor points out that “friends don’t try to trick you” and accuses Kanye of getting her on the phone to “mind-twist” her. Later in the song, she reveals that one of the only people she could confide in at that time was her mom, who “had to listen” to all the “drama.”

She also believes that Kimye purposefully manipulated information to their benefit to bring her down while she was at her peak. In “Call It What You Want,” Taylor brands them “liars” and says she was completely caught off guard by the “overnight” demise of her reputation.

Taylor continued to call out Kimye in her subsequent albums, and in “Mad Woman,” she appears to suggest that the former couple’s mutual vendetta against her is what kept them together for so long.

In the song, she also suggests that Kim did Kanye’s “dirtiest work” by leaking the audio, before pointedly adding: “It’s obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together.”

But while Reputation highlighted her anger and desire for revenge on Kimye, Taylor later realized the pair would ruin themselves without her input.

Since #Snakegate, Kim has filed for divorce from Kanye, and his reputation has plummeted. In 2020’s “Long Story Short,” Taylor reflects on this and wishes she could tell her past self not to waste so much time on “petty” feuds, singing: “Your nemeses will defeat themselves before you get the chance to swing.”

Despite this, Kim and Kanye did drastically change the course of Taylor’s history and triggered some other important events that arguably led her directly to the happy and peaceful life she so values now.

As mentioned, Taylor broke up with Calvin shortly before the Kimye drama. And, as it all unfolded, Calvin made a series of shady comments about her, including the snipe that he is glad to be “free” from her, and wore sneakers designed by Kanye.

Taylor says she felt she was living “in the shade” Calvin was “throwing” at her lowest point and accused him of getting the “popcorn” the minute her reputation “crumbled.”

She added that she’d have behaved differently in Calvin’s shoes, remaining his biggest cheerleader even if he failed to sell any tickets to his concerts.

And this is particularly interesting because she later admitted to rarely spending time with Calvin and having little to no interest in his work.

In “Gorgeous,” Taylor says that Calvin is “in the club doing I don’t know what.” And the original lyric was just as telling: “I haven’t seen him in a couple of months.”

Taylor’s music also reveals that she actually wanted to split from Calvin long before pulling the plug but felt she “needed a reason” to leave him. So, she sought the “nearest lips” possible. Enter Tom Hiddleston.

The timeline of Taylor’s relationships with Calvin, Tom, and her current boyfriend Joe is confusing to even the most dedicated of Swifties, but her music does offer some insight into what went down.

Taylor met both Tom and Joe at the Met Gala in May 2016. At the time, she was still dating Calvin, and it was two months before Kim would leak that damning Snapchat video.

In short, Taylor purposefully tried to seduce Tom because she was looking for an excuse to end things with Calvin. As a result, she literally views the British actor as a “getaway car,” and in her 2017 song of the same name, she mirrors Calvin’s post-split remark about being free with a line describing feeling “the light of freedom” on her “face” once with Tom.

Interestingly, Tom is nine years older than Taylor, and in “Don’t Blame Me,” she admits to experimenting with older men and treating them as “playthings” for her “to use” at this point in her life.

This is a stark parallel to the way that she believes older men — such as John and Jake — treated her when she was much younger, suggesting that her past experiences had hardened her approach to dating.

Tom and Taylor spent most of their incredibly public but short-lived romance jetting around the world. In “I Did Something Bad,” Taylor suggests that Tom thought that he was doing her a favor by being in the relationship and viewed himself as her savior.

However, Tom’s desire for publicity led to Taylor questioning his intentions. According to reports at the time, Tom had asked Taylor to be his date for the Emmys, and when she expressed her concern about the backlash that came with their repeated PDAs, he didn’t back down.

Taylor ended up splitting with Tom over concerns he was using her status for his own benefit. But this also alleviated any guilt she may have felt about publicly calling him out in her songs, pointedly saying “if he drops my name then I owe him nothing.”

Despite the bravado, Taylor does appear to show some remorse in “Getaway Car,” where she repeatedly says “sorry” to Tom for how things panned out.

At the same time, though, she tells Tom that he should’ve recognized the relationship was a very obvious rebound from Calvin. In a clever reference to their first encounter at the Met Gala, Taylor says: “Should’ve known I’d be the first to leave / Think about the place where you first met me.”

And while she initially chose to date Tom after meeting him and Joe at the same time, she remained in touch with the latter over the summer and they began dating in October 2016.

Interestingly, Joe and Taylor seemed almost destined for each other, as “Bad Blood” was the first song he heard after landing in LA for the first time on a trip where he also happened to dine at her favorite restaurant.

When they finally did meet, it was the sound of his laughter followed by an English accent that caught Taylor’s attention. And while she played it cool at the time, she actually went home and googled his name.

She has also admitted to drunkenly poking fun at Joe’s accent as well as purposefully avoiding him because she was so overwhelmed by attraction. In fact, the attraction was so intense that she even had mixed feelings about him being available. On the one hand, she’d be jealous of a potential girlfriend, but, on the other, at least then she wouldn't have to decide whether to act on her feelings.

It isn’t clear whether Taylor and Joe overlapped with Tom in any way, but she has revealed that the pair played “cat and mouse” for a few months while they sussed one another out.

Despite Taylor clearly being secretly obsessed with Joe from day one, her 2019 song “Cruel Summer” suggests they had a more casual arrangement at the start of their relationship, with Joe being pretty blasé about the whole thing and both of them “playing games.”

In fact, Taylor became so concerned that Joe was leading her on that she almost ended things. But when he called her up and laid all his cards on the table, she took the plunge and jumped into the relationship.

In a bid to escape the publicity that her love life normally attracts, Taylor went to extreme lengths to keep their dates private and would take back entrances into dive bars to avoid being spotted.

Keep in mind, this was all going on when Taylor’s reputation was at its lowest. She had completely retreated from the spotlight after the Kimye feud, and one of the reasons that she trusted Joe is because he didn’t care that her public image had fallen apart.

And Joe ended up being the silver lining to this dark period in Taylor’s life. Despite experiencing the “worst times” of her professional career, she admits in “Call It What You Want:” “I’m doing better than I ever was.”

According to her songs, about one month after Taylor and Joe officially started dating, they escaped to a cabin together so she could process the Kimye drama. In a poignant callback to her time with Tom, Taylor invited Joe to join her with the caveat that he must understand that he doesn’t “need to save” her.

It was during this getaway that Taylor managed to find a way through the emotional turmoil of the summer and realize that she would eventually overcome it. And it seems that Joe was the wake-up call she needed to see that there’s more to life than fame and professional success.

In contrast to the glitz and glamor of showbiz, Taylor’s relationship with Joe is built on normalcy and embracing the little things of the everyday, right down to the mundane intimacy of cleaning up after a party with somebody who you love.

In fact, much of their time together is spent privately with their inner circles. In “Paper Rings,” Taylor reveals that she’d taken part in Joe’s long-standing family tradition of jumping into a freezing cold lake on Christmas Day after he encouraged her by taking the plunge first. In the same song, she reflects on how they’d painted a wall for Joe’s younger brother together.

“Lover” also highlights domesticity as a key component of their relationship, with tenderness and affection expressed in seemingly inconsequential situations like having friends stay over and making new traditions in their shared home.

And their normalcy is most exposed in “London Boy,” where Taylor details bonding with Joe’s close friends in London pubs over rugby and “stories from uni.” Through Joe, Taylor has also realized that she doesn’t care about expensive things and would rather just enjoy quality time together.

In “Invisible String,” Taylor reveals that she and Joe blend into the everyday so well that when they marked their third anniversary with a special lunch, the server didn’t realize who she was and instead thought that she was a regular woman who bore a striking resemblance to a pop star.

But just because Taylor can sometimes pass for a civilian, it doesn’t mean that she is. In fact, she’s often concerned that her relationship will collapse under the pressures of fame.

At the beginning of her relationship with Joe, Taylor questioned whether they were “stupid” to think that it could work out. In “The Archer,” she expresses her fear of deliberately sabotaging the relationship. In “Peace,” she’s scared that the drama surrounding her will eventually push Joe to leave.

“Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?" Taylor repeatedly asks him.

This fear is reiterated in the 2017 song “Dancing With Our Hands Tied,” where Taylor reveals that she had “a bad feeling” about the “world” tearing them apart when she was ambushed by paparazzi after months of hiding out with Joe. However, she carried on with the relationship regardless.

Ultimately, being with Joe has encouraged Taylor to take a step back from the limelight and enjoy a more low-key life. But it’s arguable that, were she not knocked from her pedestal by Kimye, she likely wouldn’t have been able to give the relationship the privacy it needed in order to survive.

The two have now been together for six years, and it seems like Taylor truly believes that Joe is The One, with the bridge of “Lover” literally consisting of wedding vows.

In fact, Joe ended up changing Taylor’s entire concept of what love is, with the star admitting in “Daylight” that she used to think love was “red” — fiery and passionate — but it’s actually “golden, like daylight.”

And it is a good thing that Taylor had established that genuine love and support from Joe by the time that she hit another low back in 2019, when she was betrayed by Scott Borchetta and Scooter Braun.

Scott helped launch Taylor’s career by signing her to his record label when she was 14 years old, and they worked so closely for 15 years that Taylor viewed him as family. But the relationship completely imploded when Scott refused to sell Taylor the master recordings of her first six albums before brokering a secret $300 million deal with Scooter in a move she’s called her “worst nightmare.”

Speaking to Rolling Stone at the time, Taylor said of Scott: “I thought I knew what betrayal felt like, but this stuff that happened with him was a redefinition of betrayal for me. To go from feeling like you’re being looked at as a daughter to this grotesque feeling of ‘Oh, I was actually his prized calf that he was fattening up to sell to the slaughterhouse that would pay the most.’”

And Taylor’s 2020 song “My Tears Ricochet” appears to be about this betrayal. In one standout line, she says that Scott had “turned into [his] worst fears,” suggesting that he’d once vowed not to become a stereotypical moneygrubbing record industry exec. She also mused that the pain he caused her would “ricochet,” leaving him with “sleepless nights.” This prompted her to cleverly describe her masters as “stolen lullabies.”

Taylor also told Entertainment Weekly that the song reflects on the fact that “this person that you trusted more than anyone in the world is the person that can hurt you the worst,” which is probably why she found herself unable to leave the situation “with grace.” She also maintains that no matter what had happened between them, she never deserved the “pain” that Scott caused.

She goes on to suggest that Scott prioritized trying to save his own skin in the fallout from the deal with Scooter, and that he will eventually regret his decision to choose profit over her, realizing that he should have kept her in his life — and career — forever.

This concept also appears in “It’s Time To Go,” where Taylor describes “begging” Scott to let her buy her masters until her “knees bled.” But she realizes now that although his “greed” secured her “past” for himself, she has the future — and that’s all that matters.

Scooter also doesn’t get away unscathed, with Taylor previously claiming that he had “incessantly bullied” and “manipulated” her for years — and had encouraged his clients, including Kanye, to do the same.

Taylor alludes to this manipulation in her song “Mad Woman,” where she accuses Scooter of purposefully antagonizing her until she retaliated in his bid to publicly brand her as “crazy” and “angry.”

She also suggests that Scooter exploits other singers for his own benefit and uses them as stepping stones in his career, even taking a jab at his personal life.

The 2020 song references cheating and preceded reports that Scooter had been unfaithful to his then-wife, Yael Cohen Braun, and had an affair with Real Housewives of Beverly Hills star Erika Jayne.

So, as you can see, through epic songwriting skills and generous oversharing, Taylor has gifted us so much behind-the-scenes intel over the last 16 years.

We don’t yet know how many more hidden details lie in her new release, Midnights, out today. But I for one cannot wait to find them. ●

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What not to expect on a Wednesday

Today was a pretty good day. Okay, I was a bit lazy today. We did our first house and our second house I pretty much sat my ass down and went shopping on Te mu...SMFH Thank God for TM who picked up my bullshit slack and rocked her ass off cleaning. I helped the last 5 minutes of the house, lazy bitch. 500 Gold Stars to you today TM. The last house was cancelled so home we go.

What not to expect when you come home from work!

My phones rings and I wasn't able to get it. It rings again as I am in the middle of helping DM clean up the kitchen. I am like who the fuck is calling me??? I see that it is AK calling me on Facebook Messenger. I answer the phone and she is crying. "What is wrong?" SW, her husband. The ambulance is there. SW woke AK up and said he was having chest pains and his arms were not feeling right. She gets up, gets there son in order and they get ready to go to the hospital. As she is almost ready, SW is sitting at the bottom of the stairs and he goes into what looks like a seizure. AK runs down to him and calls 911 and administers CPR as requested. The Ambulance and Fire Department came and attempted to resuscitate SW. They have to use a Lucas which administers CPR consistently. I drive AK to the hospital while JM and TN take the baby to their house.

AK and I arrive at the hospital, I don't even know what time it is. I know its after 4:00pm. AK registers at reception and they take us to a room. Never seen this room before. The doctor comes in and tells AK and myself that at 4:02pm SW was pronounced deceased. They did everything in their power to save his life. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!?!? SW is 49 years old. God fucking dammit, 49 fucking years old. What makes a 49 year old just die? A massive fucking heart attack. AK will know more after the autopsy. So now, AK is now left a widow and single parent. Oh yeah! AK is 25 years old and is a fucking widow. 25 fucking years old. FUCKKKKK! This is something that she does not deserve. No one deserves that type of heart break. They aren't perfect people but they were perfect for each other. They were a team! Best friends! Their own Bonnie and Clyde.

SW is not a bad guy. SW had his quirks but who doesn't? He would do anything to help someone. He wasn't a center of attention guy in the crowd. Hes the guy who watches from afar. But get him in a small circle and he would talk your ear off. Literally sometimes he would not shut the fuck up. But you could have a conversation with him. He was an educated man. He came from a good family. Dude did not deserve to go out like this. Not one fucking bit. He would do anything for his wife and son. He would make sure that AK had everything she ever needed or wanted like a husband should do for a wife.

Ya know what kills me? I am 42 SW was 49. If he can pass away out of no where, When is it my time? I am here with an anxiety attack thinking when? When am I going to die? It scares the fuck out of me.

Rest in Peace SW! Taken from this world way too soon. Please watch over AK and SW (son). I know AK is a beast and she can get through anything but Please SW make sure you show her guidance. That girl loves you so much so make sure you let her know you are there protecting her still.

I will miss you SW. I will never forget you. I will always tell some of the funny stories we had together. Thanks for letting me be your friend. Thanks for letting me be a part of your family. We came from different backgrounds of life but you never judged. You listened and you tried to understand. I love you dude! Always and Forever!

AK I am truly sorry for your loss. You don't deserve this. I really do wish I could take your pain away. I don't know how you feel and I never thought you would have to deal with it too. Just know I am here for you.

This was the last thing I expected today. Fuck dude! You never know when it's your time.

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Building up on Luna's married life series:

I noticed Luna was exhausted with her kids lol... How will she react if MC after coming home from work would give her very relaxing massage and bring her flowers?

You know anon, you gave me an wonderful idea, I think after I'm finished with Royal Assets I think I will make a mini series about the RO's in regards to their married life.

Stay tuned for my Patreon maybe this what will I write in there but it's not yet final

So without further ado let's read it in Luna's eyes 😊😊.

(Luna's POV)

Keep calm and control your breathing, there's no use in getting angry, as your mentor says; "Let anger take control and you're bound to make mistakes" holding a wooden cane just like your mentor and your mind going nuts, Dante prepared you in every way possible except for one thing.

Richard: MOMMMMM, NICK IS HITTING ME WITH HIS SWORD!( Grunts of pain in the background)

You sighed, motherhood is a very challenging thing, you thought when you attend some sermons on how to be a mother you thought they are exaggerating when kids are born cute in the world but give it time and they will become little monsters.

Nick: I did not(Hitting Richard again).

You raised the can and tap it on the ground rocky ground, it's noise silencing the two.

"SILENCE!( you commanded)

At your voice they obeyed you, you don't if you should be thankful or spiteful of this.

Whenever Dante trains you he uses a cane to give commands but that sound kind of traumatizes you, when you were taking a power nap and heard a falling to the ground you will be jolted awake and body ready for war but still you cannot argue with the results.

Going back to the present you look your children in the eye.

Luna: Listen kids self control is very important as well as patience and I can tell that you already failed at this(Scolding your kids)

Nick and Richard: Sorry Mom(In Unison)

Luna :It's alright but listen attentively ok(Smiles)

Kids: YES,MOM(Making cute salutes)

Luna: Very good, 1st form(Taps cane) 2nd form(Taps cane) 3rd form(Taps cane) 4th form(Taps cane)

You know that you shouldn't train these kids in these type of things but seeing the world for what it's truly is.

Luna: At least if were gone, you can defend yourself little ones(Watching the kids repeat the 4 forms)

(Several Training hours later)

MC: I'm home( opening the door and seeing that the fam is not there)

MC: Damn it Luna they are just children for god sake( Going to the training grounds)

The day pass quite productively, you see that the kids mimic the forms very well but still needs some more work along the edges.

You heard MC stomping and making his way towards you.

MC: Moonpie(Little edge in their tone) Kids(Favoritism).

Kids: DADDY(Throwing the wooden swords and rushing to MC)

MC: So did any fun activities with Mommy today( So that's how it feels to speak ill of someone)

Richard: WE HAVE LOT'S OF FUN MOMMY TAUGHT US WHERE TO STAB OUR ENEMIES!( Poking the air)

Nick: YEA DAD AND MOMMY SAID THAT WE'RE GOING IN THE FOREST TOMORROW AND SHE WILL TEACH US ABOUT PLANTS!( Jumping up and down)

MC: I see, well kids why you don't go inside and see the gifts I have for you(ushering the kids and giving you the death stare)

At MC's copying your signature death stare, you can say that they mimicked it perfectly, the raised of the brow, the lip shut in a line.

Luna: So that's how I looked like( You ponder),

MC: Alright Luna, you should stop teaching the kids on how to kill people( Crossing his arms)

Luna: Correction I'm teaching them how to protect themselves from people.( You defiantly raised your finger)

MC: Regardless the kids should enjoy their childhood and that's were here so that we can protect them(Voice raising)

Luna: AND WHAT IF WE DON'T, WHAT IF WERE NOT THERE WHEN THEY NEEDED US THE MOST( Shaking in anger and voice cracking)

MC: Moonpie you mu-(Got cut off)

Luna: I LOST SO MUCH ALREADY AND IF I LOST THE KIDS OR YOU, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WILL DO!( You shout at MC and started to cry)

You cried and let your emotions go freely, you felt MC hugging you deeply and soothing you.

MC: We here moonpie and we will be there for the kids.(Rubbing your back soothly)

Luna: You can't promise that( you say between sobs)

MC: But we will try but in the meantime let's not train the kids on how to kill we can teach them some defensive techniques but no killing(Agreeing with your training idea)

Luna: That's fine by me( You breaking of the hug)

MC: Now let's go inside and have a fun day with the kids and after we tucked them in bed at night---(Trailing off)

Luna: I know where you going with this( Finishing his sentence in your head)

MC: Moonpie you have a dirty mind you know that, I was trying to say I will cook dinner, prepare your bath and give you a massage(Counting his fingers)

Luna: Really? That's all were gonna do all night?(Raising your eyebrows)

MC: You know were not pure and innocent Luna but why ruin the surprise if you gonna find it out later and trust me "I will lay out all the plans and fundamentals on bed"(Winking and licking his lips)

Luna: Can't wait (Getting close for kiss on the lips)

MC: Someone's excited(Leaning close)

Nick: MOMMMY RICHARD STOLE MY CANDY(Shouting loudly)

Richard: DADDY NICK IS THE ONE WHO STOLE MY CANDY FIRST(Shouting also)

Luna: Well it looks like the kids are asking for our help right now(having a fun idea)

MC: I heard(shoving Luna weakly) and I'm gonna help my kid beat your kid(Running towards the house)

Luna: And you said that we should help them equally(Rushing after MC)

So reader, I hope you enjoy this snippet and it's up to you how will that story end.😊😊

Don't forget which side you are rooting for,

Team Moonpie(Luna & Nick) or Team Firefly(MC & Richard)

#royalasset #character asks #ask me stuff #ask me anything #Luna

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abigail-nicole · 2 years

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tgcf liveread 3

archiving my live-tweeting of the novel Heaven Official's Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu, one of the most delightful reading experiences I ever read, because I reread this live-tweet series constantly because HuaLian brings me all the joy in the world. check my tgcf liveread tag for the full series if you want. please purchase official licensed copies from Seven Seas! liveread from 3/27/20:

resume but with my kindle app settings changed in honor of my first ever visual migraine. Also thanks to @thegeekgene & @snarp who put this all in one ebook for me!

Oh look: there’s the one brain cell in the heavenly realm

Listen I’m a big fan of shi qing xuan rn

This passage drives home a lot of points about Xie Lian’s personality as Good Boy:

“I’ll pay him back with my entire life” like............ getting married........Hualian

MXTX loves Angry Brothr relationships & Mu Qing being v Jiang Cheng here

So both these dumb babies ignore Xie Lian for a couple of centuries but then get mad at each other for ignoring him

Hua Cheng: i Heard someone was being mean to my boyfriend

me: *swoons*

I know I read this yesterday but Hia Cheng kidnapping Xie Lian so they could apologize to each other I could read EVERY DAY

No hua cheng in a murderous rage is so sexy oh no

Xie Lian: Im not prepared for someone to touch me back. please send help

“oh honey it’s fine I can deal with my own shitty family ty ily”

Hualian both like “insult me all day but IF YOU INSULT MY BOYFRIEND I’LL DESTROY YOUR FACE” which is ESPECIALLY charming from Xie Lian

I really appreciate them translating Qi Rong like this

Glad we get the clarification that Xie Lian is also real OP

I love when Xie Lian is like “this certainly can’t be the same-name person i had an important relationship with in the past” and it ALWAYS IS

just think about how Hua Cheng is feeling in this scene !!!! watching his loved one go through so many emotions, watching Xie Lian’s calm exterior finally crack!!!! how much Feelings

this is how Xue Yang would be if he were actually a Yiling Wei disciple

COME BACK TO GHOST CITY WITH ME is what xie lian WANTS him to say

what an adorable exchange between our heroes??? The way their cases are tender & warm while also being full of pretty intense horrors??? they manage to be so shy & sweet & Seen to each other while being so fierce & mysterious to everyone else??

the pacing in this book is truly incredible

Also the dynamic of hualian is so good??? So kind and giving & bringing out the best in each other??? Solving important mysteries but also eating domestic dinner together??? I’m tears

continued in part 4!

#tgcf #tgcf liveread

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Celebrations, séance, madness, mysticism with sound and movement

- notes on death, grief, art and life

march hit hard with the quiet celebration of women, engulfed in the first year of commemoration of my mother's death. How is mid march finding you?

I'm talking about death. It's weird to talk about it because we know nothing. It's like, the most real fantasy. But I've met him. ☄

He is the strongest force I´ve met so far, a very intense guy, and you´ll very unlikely to ever be the same, after meeting him. Before Death was Illness, and she was suffocating, very very scary, and the longer time you share with her, the smaller scale of perception you seem to have. They often come hand in hand, and they turn you upside down and inside out and at the end you are left with utter chaos.

Is it chaos though, or does it only seem so for a second, until we realize is it instead a peek over the edge from where one sees the Order of things the first time in their lives?

Things never make sense at the beginning. Reading the first pages, you wonder what's all this and where will it take you? The first movements, finding the ground under your feet, recognizing your spine is rusty and your shoulders are sleeping. Wondering, how this is going to be a dance? Mixing colors, drawing lines, disliking what we see, feeling lost, and wondering, to what end is all this making happening at all? That is when you decide to just wait, and see. To continue until you find out. I see that as a moment of saying yes to my own life.

On the 9th of March, 2023, leaving my office, heading to see my boss, I collapsed onto the bottom of the big orange lino staircase in the Opera House, as my sister rang me on the phone. She said "Szia" , and her voice landed in my body as warm light and expanding space. I knew what she'd say, and I am not even sure she actually said anything else. We cried together gently, listening to each other sob, and then she said "I'll go back to Mum ''and we hung up. My tears were pouring like rain as they do now, as I write, reliving the moments that are still very much alive and present with me.

Do you remember where you were on that Day?

I went up to the office and the first person I shared my grief with was my boss. I don't think she knows but she's done something real that day. She showed so much compassion, and strength, through her hug and humanity, I will always be grateful. She told me to go home, and I did, because she said so, not because my mind or my body had any idea what one is supposed to do, when they become aware of their mothers death. It felt a little like the movie scene, im thinking specifically of the one in Rogue One, with the meteor landing and fire pouring over the horizon, as you hold on to someone you love, and everything burns. Except I seemed to have been very much left alive. So I did what the alive people do when people die.

I went home to the Hungarian countryside, and took care of paperwork and payment and inheritance. Bureaucracy. Madness. Insanity. At the end of the month I buried my mother, not the way I wish it would have been, but the way it was. In my mind she isn't buried yet, although at least I do not await her homecoming in my dreams anymore.

After her actual funeral I got really gross drunk on pálinka (a strong hungarian schnaps) and sweated a puddle in my dream afterwards. No joke it looked like I pissed the bed but from my entire body.

It starts with the ashes, but the aftermath was not a burnt out world and no life. Instead It was matter, plentiful and in tiny pieces. All the matter I've ever interacted with, parted in no way from my being, was spread in every direction until the eye can see and the mind can comprehend, way beyond the outer bodies reach. It is expanding space, lights playing, sounds twirling and you, you are all of this. there is no you and.. there is just incomprehensive sensations, which you are.

I took some time off here and there but basically I just kept working as much as I could. It felt like being frozen. I freeze up now, as I allow myself to remember, to tap into those feelings again, from a distance far enough in time, that they are so small I can hold them again. The dream journey of this period of grief was indescribably beautiful, a reliving of a relationship through the most alive fragments of my mother in me, one by one becoming the lasts, the last time we hugged, and the last words we spoke, and the last time I heard her voice. My semi-conscious sleeping mind, was such a beautiful place to be, as I could not possibly have imagined, because I could still be with her. Revisiting the memories of the dreams is still so painful I do not wish to let myself too close, as I am afraid, they take me further out to the edge of the galaxy, from where is no way back.

After 8 months or so, I finally realized, I need to stop, and exit the frames I used to operate within. I have changed so much inside, I could not have the outside be a constant reminder of my previous self. She, whom I was clinging to, whom I missed dearly, and I would have given anything to be her again. The Anna I was, before she met Death. We weren´t always best friends with her either of course, when I was her, but all I could see, and feel was the weight of life now being so real. Her lightness, silly irresponsability, ability to laugh and play and make love, felt like concepts I wasn´t sure I could ever relate to wholeheartedly again.

But the only thing that was crystal clear from moment one, was that I was never going to do anything, only what I can do wholeheartedly.

So I quit my job, I made space.

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☄ I apologize here, I do not intend to say men are somehow in any way more identifiable with death than women are, I wish to make the point that I think death is far enough from being human, as to not be given a gender. But I try to write authentically, and this sentence came to me this way. Same with Illness being she. Maybe I feel that way cause it was cancer eating my mum. dunno.

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Diving into the Soulful Tunes of Solwater: An Inside Look Hi everybody, today is the time for Solwater's debut album "Feel It All The Way" to finally set foot for the airwaves on March 1st, 2024. The music of Solwater isn't just about having a good tune but is about mainly having those intense feelings that all of us have, right? Lukas Anderson takes on the lead vocals and guitar for the band. They are supported by Jared May on bass, Jakob Pek on lead guitar, Salif Bamakora on Kora, and the matching voices of Aea Luz on backup vocals. The album is a real team effort. And to complete this picture of a behind-the-scenes mastermind, there's John Alevizakis who has collaborated with several pretty famous artists. Solwater's music has nothing to do with only creating sounds; it's all about narrating stories. Through his lyrics, he explores the more profound feelings such as adoration, bereavement and thankfulness.And hey, his inspiration? It follows from being in the woods and feeling the rhythm of life, but it also brings with it a reasonable quantity of what's going on in society. As he grew up, Solwater developed his talent on a trombone and in the process, he also learnt how to play the guitar. However, music was not just a hobby to him but it was his getaway from the rut of school and a way of expressing himself. So, why music? Let’s face it, Solwater thinks it is about being alive and having a connection to others. Last but not least, in addition to all of that, he wants to remind us that it’s essential to slow down, get into the moment, and, above all, feel the gift of life. To mark the beginning of Solwater's musical journey, he plans to hail his fans and fellow musicians. You lot are the ones without whom we wouldn't make it! Therefore, turn on the music, crank it up, and let Solwater tunes get you to a journey. Finally, I have come to the conclusion that there is no point in not living life fully “Feel it all the way.” Listen to Feel It All The Way below https://open.spotify.com/track/6zl3gRxQyoTitouWwms0Q7?si=bd7bc78216724761 Follow Solwater on Facebook Spotify Soundcloud Bandcamp Youtube Instagram What is your stage name Solwater Is there a story behind your stage name? water is prominent in my music - from the rippling fingerstyle way I play my guitar, to the themes I include in my lyrics. I believe humanity needs to offer more respect to the water element - and by that i mean literally - taking care of our oceans, rivers and wells and also figuratively. Grief is a theme i write about often. It's something we all experience and yet many of us resist it, try to bypass it, push it away. But grief is a gift. It deepens our humanity and humility and opens the heart. As one of my teachers once said, "grief unresisted is grace." In the song ‘belonging’, which is the opening track of this album, the chorus is "Grief like a river, teaching me how to feel. In a world on fire, how are we going to heal?" Humanity seems to me to suffer from too much fire, too much anger, too much violence. If we grieved more, and felt our feelings all the way through, I believe humanity would be less inflamed and we would see more connection and less aggression. So the name Solwater is a prayer for balance, a balance between masculine (Sol/sun) and feminine (water) within and without. Sol also comes from the root of the ancient latin word solum which means ground or foundation. I aspire to bring through music that comes from a grounded creative source, with the hope that it supports listeners to open to a deeper sense of belonging - belonging to themselves, and belonging to the earth. Where do you find inspiration? I live deep in the forest at the bottom of a canyon and I draw inspiration from the stillness and wild beauty here, and I draw inspiration from the crisis of our times which has me want to dig deeper and deeper for creativity and healing. There is so much tragedy in the mental illness of humanity and our matricidal behavior toward the earth and this inspires me to listen more and create more

What was the role of music in the early years of your life? I was sent to a boarding school in England from the age of 7 and my family were in Hong Kong. I was there til I was 18. The school environment was very grey and disciplined, with little space or allowance for feeling and music is one of the only places i felt like i could actually express myself, my feeling, my vitality, my yearning for connection. At the age of ten I started playing the trombone - and played it in a jazz band until i was 18. At 15 picked up the guitar and within weeks started writing my own songs. One of my favorite things to do as a teenager during school vacations was to hitch hike around the UK and busk on the streets to earn enough money to buy some food and keep on traveling. It felt like freedom to me. [caption id="attachment_54383" align="alignnone" width="2000"] At 15 picked up the guitar and within weeks started writing my own songs. One of my favorite things to do as a teenager during school vacations was to hitch hike around the UK and busk on the streets to earn enough money to buy some food and keep on traveling.[/caption] I busked with some of my original songs and also a lot of blues and covers from the 60s - the Doors, Hendrix, Dylan etc. I was deeply drawn to west coast California psychedelic culture even then and it's wild to me that decades later here I am living in the foothills of the northern california sierra mountains. Are you from a musical or artistic family? My father used to love making up stories to me as a kid - and I feel that helped me understand that creativity comes through if we're willing to just be in the present moment, without having a plan of what is going to happen. My uncle is an actor. And my grandfather loved to sing. My son is a drummer. He's 17 now and playing in several bands. He played drums on the track 'Courage' from this album. I'm really happy that he has a creative discipline that he is passionate about. Who inspired you to be a part of the music industry? I felt the longing to have music a big part of my life since as long as i can remember. But I used to compare myself to other musicians - and figured that there were so many better musicians out there than me so probably i should just play for friends and family. Then starting a little over a decade ago, things started to change. Creativity started pouring out of me and I just had to write and play music more. My heart demanded it. It was how i made sense of the world and my human experience. And I began being asked to play music at meditation and healing retreats of various kinds and doing that became a big part of my work. Increasingly people started asking me when i was going to record an album and that inspired me to prioritize it. I'm grateful that I waited all this time though, because I matured as a human, as a lyricist and as a musician. Now I feel I can be truly proud of the music that comes though How did you learn to sing/write/to play? I took trombone lessons for 8 years as a kid, and guitar lessons for a couple years at the age of 15. But mostly my guitar playing is self-taught. I sang in church too, and was vocalist in a jazz band and rock band as a teenager. I have always loved words, and have been writing poetry and songs since i was a child. Now i play many instruments, including guitar, ngoni, flutes, percussion and handpan. I usually find that i can just pick up any instrument now and find ways to create music. What was the first concert that you ever went to and who did you see perform? My first concert was age of 13 I was taken by my music teacher to see a British Jazz trombonist called Chris Barber. I loved it How could you describe your music? I think of my music as a journey home through the landscape of the human heart, an invitation into a more soulful way of being. I’m passionate about bringing through music as medicine for the times we are living in. I believe in the power of song to remind us of the way back a humanity rooted in wisdom, respect and compassion.

https://youtu.be/WHcMjSoVcAg Describe your creative process. Occasionally I’ll have a song come through like a lightning bolt, but most often my creativity is more of a process. For me creativity happens when I explore my instrument in a place of simple present moment awareness, from a place of curiosity, not knowing where I’m going. If I’m playing my guitar, if I just fiddle around after a while a new fingerpicking pattern will start to emerge. I’ll keep on exploring that pattern and developing it over some days or weeks. For the lyrics I write songs directly from my intimate experience, whether that is my feelings about a global issue, a relationship dynamic, or an existential question. I contemplate the topic over some weeks or more, meditating with it, feeling it in my body, and then once I’ve begun to integrate what I’m experiencing in a meaningful way, I find that usually a song bubbles up from the depths. It’s kind of like a gift that comes when I’m willing to sit long enough with difficult things. What is your main inspiration? I’m inspired by life. I love this planet and all her amazing creatures. I love human beings, and I love myself. What is it going to take for humanity to remember how to live as though we belong here on earth? What is it going to take for us to close the gap between the love that we are and the actions that we take? What musician do you admire most and why? When a musician is really plugged in to an authentic creative source, it can be felt. I admire artists rooted in deep ancestral musical traditions from all over the earth and the incredible beauty that comes through those diverse channels, I admire the jazz greats, I admire the psychedelic rock pioneers, the folk revolutionaries, the soul legends and the wild funk magicians, I admire so many. I couldn’t pick out a single individual. I bow to them all. I admire anyone who is keeping it real and finding new ways to bring beauty and express that which is beyond words. I have a particular love for middle eastern music of many kinds. Theres something about the devotional yearning that comes through that feels deeply familiar Did your style evolve since the beginning of your career? I feel like I finally found my own style. It took me a while, trying on different musical hats over the decades. I like where I landed. It doesn’t really seem to fit in any particular genre, which has its challenges. But I know that there are people asking similar questions to me in this life who love my music and really seem to get it and be moved by it, and even helped by it in some way. I’m grateful for the fulfillment that brings. Who do you see as your main competitor? my self-doubt, ha! Really though, I don’t see music as a competition. I’m more interested in rising together than competing. What are your interests outside of music? I see life as an opportunity to learn, and have spent several decades as a student of various wisdom and healing traditions. I love being with my son, being with my sweetheart, and my friends. I love living in the mountains and caring for land. I love wild creatures, swimming in the ocean and alpine lakes, discovering new hotsprings, appreciating nature in a thousand different ways, and growing food and medicinal plants in my garden. If it wasn't a music career, what would you be doing? If it wasn’t music as a career, it would be music for the joy of it. And probably I’d spend more time writing poetry and prose. What is the biggest problem you have encountered in the journey of music? I don’t know if it’s a problem, but it certainly took me many many years til I felt like my art had ripened to the point where I could really stand behind it in a truly authentic way. I’m grateful I didn’t completely lose faith in my music along the way. If you could change one thing in the music industry, what would it be? Less superficial commercial sh*t pumped out just for money please. More honoring of independent art that asks us to open our eyes and ears, allow ourselves to be touched and reminded how to listen.

https://open.spotify.com/artist/2kkpRkWDnBLkCSUOqxlwOv Why did you choose this as the title of this project? The album is titled ‘Feel it all the way’, which is kind of what I’m all about. Feel it all the way through. Don’t stop half way through the birth canal. Feel it all the way through until we can be thankful for the pain that opens our hearts, learning never to take for granted the gift of another moment to love. What are your plans for the coming months? I recently did a fundraiser from fans of my music and received enough support to get right back into the studio next month to start recording album # 2. I already have several album’s worth of songs written, as the last years my creative process has been super abundant, for a few years now I’m usually writing 1 or 2 new songs a month. Do you have any artistic collaboration plans I’m always collaborating. It’s one of my deep joys. On this debut Solwater album I’m joined by some masterful musicians: singer-songwriter Aea Luz, Guitar player Jakob Pek, Bassist Jared May, Kora player Salif Bamakora, Cello player Shannon Lee Hayden, John Alevizakis on a variety of instruments and engineer and co-producer. I feel so fortunate and look forward to working with them and some other dear friends who’ll be contributing to my next album. What message would you like to give to your fans? What do you want? More than anything, in the deepest place of your heart, what do you really want? Death comes sooner than you think. This life is a gift. Give everything you are.

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