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multifandomslxt · 11 months

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BLACK ROSES Pt.6

Pairing: Mafia!Lee Jeno x Florist!Reader

Trope: Grumpy x sunshine

Genre: Dark Mafia Romance

Word count: 1.2k

Synopsis:

Lee Jeno is a dangerous man. From going on k!lling sprees for fun to torturing and k!lling his own father. He does it all. In short Lee Jeno is the devil.

Y/N is a florist. She's as pure as they come. Nothing exciting ever happens in her life and she’s okay with that. In short Y/N is an angel.

He was bad and she was good. They were complete opposites.

…Or so they thought

Get your tissues for this one. It's gonna be one hell of a ride

Warnings for this chapter: HEAVY TRAUMA, ABUSE, INAPPROPRIATE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN PEOPLE. etc.

*((((A/N: words in bold are her conscience and words spoken in Korean are in italics ))))*

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There is no FLOWER OF THE DAY for this chapter. Instead, a riddle shall take its place to prepare you for the things you are about to face.

RIDDLE OF THE DAY: “I am fear, and I am pain, I am the sorrow on your face. I am the burden you carry and the future you brace. But I am the friend whose hand you shall take.”

Once upon a time in a small town, there lived two siblings. An older brother and his sister. They were raised in a loving family, but as they grew older, it became apparent that, the brother, had developed a disturbing and unpredictable behaviour.

His behaviour became increasingly erratic and unsettling as time went on. He would often exhibit signs of paranoia, believing that he was constantly being watched and that everyone around him was conspiring against him. He would lash out in fits of anger and aggression, causing harm to himself and others.

The younger sister was deeply concerned about her brother’s well-being and the impact his actions had on their family. She tirelessly sought help, consulting various doctors and psychiatrists, but finding a solution proved to be challenging.

The younger sister, torn between her love for her brother and the need to protect herself and their family, faced an immense emotional burden. She grappled with feelings of guilt, wondering if there was more, she could have done to prevent her brother’s descent into psychosis.

As the years passed, her brother’s condition worsened. He became increasingly disconnected from reality, living in a constant state of fear and anxiety. His once-promising future turned bleak as he struggled to maintain relationships, hold down a job, or pursue any semblance of a normal life.

After the brother’s diagnosis the family was torn to shreds. The father became a drunkard, the mother, crippled by her guilt sat and did nothing all day and the brother was well…psychotic.

That left the younger sister. Neglected and later…abused.

Despite the hardships, the younger sister never gave up on her family especially her brother. She tried to be their pillar of support, offering a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on. Even though her skin would always end up bruised and her bones broken. She advocated tirelessly for her family’s mental health subsequently forgetting her own.

However, the sister’s unwavering love and determination eventually led them to a breakthrough. Through a combination of therapy (Allowing her body to be used as a punching bag), medication (drugs and alcohol), and a supportive network of professionals (the police who were often called as the neighbors grew concerned about the bruises on her skin), The brother began to stabilize.

While his recovery was slow and not without its setbacks, The brother gradually regained some sense of normalcy. With time, he was able to rebuild trust with his family- mostly his sister- and reintegrate into society, albeit with ongoing support and understanding.

The sister’s devotion and resilience had played a pivotal role in her brother’s healing process. The bond between the two grew even stronger as they faced and overcame the immense challenges together. Or so she thought.

“Mom and Dad are dead”.

Two months after the brother’s recovery the siblings’ parents had died.

No cause of death

No weapon.

Not even the bodies were left.

Just the wedding rings covered in their blood.

The words ‘A love as peaceful as a dove’ were engraved in their parents’ rings.

The sister grew depressed and just as she was there for him, her brother was there for her.

He didn’t cry at the news or the loss.

She thought he was strong and brave.

She adored him.

Pity, the brother would think.

His little sister didn’t know that he had simply become better at hiding his crazy.

Even before his descent into madness the brother was always known to be cruel, dishonest, aggressive, selfish, and manipulative to everyone but his little sister.

He loved her dearly.

‘Dove’ he would call her as she was known for her kind heart, intelligence, and a creative spirit that set her apart from others.

He loved her like a brother should love his sister.

Or…he wanted to…

Unfortunately, fate had an unexpected twist in store for him, for it led him down a path of forbidden love that would test his sanity.

A test that he would fail.

Every night after their parents died the brother would lie in room and think about his 'dove'.

In the very next room, was his sister and the love of his life.

He knew that she didn’t love him the way he loved her.

And even though she would resent him for the things he planned to do, now that their parents weren’t here…he decided he had to have her.

By will or by force.

Every night after his decision he went into her room.

And every night His sister lost a piece of her innocence.

Unfortunately, by force.

She would fight him.

She would scream.

She would cry.

Yet in his eyes she was just being a brat.

‘Dove’ He would call after her smiling as he pinned her hands above her head ‘Don’t try to run from me’.

Before the sister knew it, she had spent her days trapped in a home filled with fear and pain, enduring the relentless abuse inflicted upon her by her own family.

She became desperate for a chance at freedom, she made a brave decision to escape and forge her own path.

One moonlit night, as the stars twinkled overhead, she gathered her strength and resolve. With a small bag containing her most cherished belongings - a dog-eared book her mother loved and her savings of 200 dollars- she tiptoed out of her room, careful not to make a sound that might alert her tormentor. Every creak of the floorboards echoed like a symphony of trepidation, but she knew that the risk of staying was far greater than the fear of leaving.

Her heart pounding, she slipped out into the night, guided only by the light of the moon. And the scent of roses from the neighbouring houses

Oh, how she loved roses.

She ventured into the unknown, her footsteps carrying her away from the place she had once called home. Fear and uncertainty gripped her, but the glimmer of hope illuminated her path.

As she walked, she encountered a kind stranger who offered her a job and shelter.

The stranger recognized the pain in her eyes and extended their compassion and support. With their help, she found temporary refuge and a respite from the horrors she had endured.

But she knew that her journey was far from over. She needed to find a place where she could heal and build a life free from the shackles of abuse.

With determination etched on her face, she pursued education and learned new skills, determined to create a better future for herself.

As time passed, she flourished. She pursued her passions, - working with flowers and learning all about them- embracing the power of her voice and using it to advocate for others and herself.

However, as new as she tried to make her life out to be…she knew that one day, her brother would find her.

With fear living in her heart, she decided that she would not give herself to any man. She feared that they would take advantage of her like her brother did.

However, she met someone.

He made her feel things.

He made her do things she never thought she would.

He was a dangerous man who ironically, made her feel safe from danger.

He was her safe heaven.

And he called her ‘Flower’.

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frostyyyroyalmilktea · 1 year

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Nevermore!Tyler x Thorpe!Reader pt.4

This is pt. 4 of my series

part 1 part 5 this fic on ao3

Also, exiting news! I finaly managed to make that playlist! I'll let you know in the future if I'm gonna add new songs there. It's only on spotify, because I don't really know how to make one on youtube sorry.

Let me know what you think!

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Next morning you oversleep again. To be fair, there was never much of a chance you’ll start waking up earlier, but for a good fifteen minutes there you were truly determined to become a better version of yourself.

The Universe probably thinks that you’re pretty cool as is because when you stumble down to the dining hall Tyler is already at your usual table, and on his tray, there is a bowl of Captain Crunch and a carton of low-fat milk.

He bashfully moves it toward you when you flop down on the chair next to him with your cup of tea in hand. One would think it’s such a little thing but you literally can't remember the last time someone did something so mundane but ultimately caring and thoughtful for you. You're so overwhelmed by how sweet he is that your body decides to not consult your brain on the matter of the appropriate course of action to show gratitude and you end up just wrapping Tyler into a hug and planting a big wet smooch on his cheek.

His cheeks turn tomato-red and he manages to croak ‘you're welcome, y/n’ before resolutely staring at his hashbrowns for the next fifteen minutes.

You’re not usually the type to become fast friends—let alone fast more than friends—but for all that this boy is turning your brain to mush from time to time, you're unusually comfortable around him. It feels right to do things you do even if they cause the rational part of your brain to want to pack its things and leave you behind.

You don’t know how to do anything moderately and giving affection is no exception. So if Tyler plans to stick around—and he shows no signs that would indicate otherwise—then exposure therapy is the way to go.

So that's how it goes. You eat together and then he walks you to your next class after breakfast and lunch. In the evenings you hang out in the common room together and play Switch. Your dad gave it to you as a birthday present but you never really got into it the way some of your friends did. Tyler enjoys it, though, so you tell him he can keep it in his room to do whatever needs to get done to his Animal Crossing island.

He's hesitant about accepting such a costly thing even if it’s not a gift but more of a loan situation. It might as well be a gift, you think, because it was simply collecting dust in your desk drawer before you offhandedly mentioned to Tyler you owned one, and his eyes lit up in child-like excitement. You assure him—with the most gravely serious expression you can muster—that if you're to ever want it back, you'll let him know. You know you won't, though. He looks so happy playing with that damn thing that you'd rather look your father dead in the eyes and tell him the aliens stole it than ever ask Tyler to give it back.

The two of you hold hands like a pair of smitten kindergarteners when you walk to class and sometimes people give you weird looks but ultimately it doesn’t bother you too much.

You have zero problems telling those people to go fuck themselves take a picture as it’ll last longer. Tyler always carries your bag too, even though you have a Kindle and never actually carry any textbooks, but seeing him carry a giant jigglypuff on a strap with the utmost purpose is so fucking adorable, it makes you want to explode. So naturally, you never deprive yourself of such pleasure.

What also becomes a semi-regular occurrence is you turning into a bloodthirsty angel of vengeance when people are mean to him. You don’t seem particularly intimidating—especially not in your rainbow platform shoes—but you sure are determined. On a Thursday afternoon, when the two of you are walking down the hall discussing the peculiarities of the Spiderverse, some guy decides that he has a death wish apparently to call Tyler a string of particularly unpleasant things. Tyler has to physically hold you back by the waist—with no tangible strain of course, because to him you probably weigh like a couple of grapes—so you won’t actually start a physical altercation, while you rather audibly promise the guy to liquify his kneecaps.

The incident makes it into Enid’s blog and you rewatch the damn video a million times because someone filmed the moment after the guy has fucked off, leaving a vague air of fear and confusion behind him. Tyler was still holding you in his arms as he burst out laughing and called you his knight in shining armor.

He tells you afterward that it’s worrying him that you are inviting antagonism towards yourself right off the bat, but you assure him that before Nevermore you went to a private school in Beverly Hills so you have full immunity to antagonism as a whole, and, as a matter of fact, you eat people like that guy for breakfast. Tyler stares at you like you’re the best thing since sliced bread.

You hang out with Eugene a couple of times, planning the concept of the Etsy shop in more detail. Wednesday begrudgingly joins you and while your presence still rattles her somewhat, you’re surprised to discover she’s taking economy classes and is interested in business planning.

She’s alright, you decide eventually. After all, it would be way worse if your brother fell in love with someone utterly dull. Both you and Wednesday get very crabby and argumentative with each other about any a topic, and while Enid thinks the two of you are well on the way to murder each other, you’re sure Wednesday actually has as much as you during those little debates. Although, maybe for her it's actually both.

When Tyler goes out to Jericho to see his dad, you hang out with Bianca and her friends. They remind you a little of the crowd you used to keep company with back in Cali, but they’re alright. Xavier is grumbly and refuses to reply with full words when you ask something, preferring vaguely affirmative sounds.

That doofus can’t hold a grudge to save his life though, so when the two of you end up having History of Art together, he sits with you and copies your notes because he’s shit at remembering dates. He’s such a baby sometimes, but he’s your baby, and if someone tries to hurt him, you’re prepared to draw blood.

The curriculum at Nevermore is pretty odd, to say the least. But you got to give to Weems, it’s really diverse too. You choose natural sciences as your main academical domain so you study chemistry, physics, geology, and astronomy. You're also required to take one subject outside of the domain, so you choose History of Art to hang out with Xavier and learn just how gay every prolific art figure was.

Xavier’s domain is humanitarian sciences, so he studies literature, art, theology, and history. His out-of-specialty subject is Botanics, and it just so happens that Wednesday attends it too. They have a new teacher this semester because the last one turned out to be a bigoted psychopath with a penchant for raising the dead. It all ties to Tyler somehow, you know it, but none of the people who were also the participants of those events strike you as particularly reliable narrators, if you’re being completely honest. So you decide to wait it out and let Tyler present you the whole story when he feels comfortable enough to do so.

Tyler himself chooses social sciences. He studies history, anthropology, ethnology, and economics. His out-of-his-specialty subject—to your immense joy—is astronomy so you have classes together on Tuesday and Friday. He's really good at it but in a very different way than you are. He can use the stars for navigation and orientation, while you know all the legends behind the constellations’ names and the dates when they were discovered.

***

You, Bianca, and Yoko start watching The Sandman on a Friday evening, and while the girls are out cold by one in the morning, you can't sleep until you finish the whole thing. When your alarm goes off at 8 o'clock in the morning to go to therapy, you’re only about 30% conscious of your actions as you brush your teeth and get ready. You don’t do anything with the hair—not like there’s anyone to impress anyway—so it looks a good deal like an explosion at the macaroni factory. You just wear the warm beanie Enid knit for you after you utterly horrified her with the news of you not owning any winter hats. It’s very comfy and soft, even though it makes you look a bit goofy.

You realize that you fell asleep in your contacts last night—or rather this morning—because when you blink, your eyes feel like they're full of sand. You use the soothing eyedrops and resign to wearing glasses for the day. They lowkey hide the dark circles too, so you got that going for you at least.

You dig out a red-and-white striped winter jacket from the back of the closet and drag yourself downstairs. Weems said your unfortunate driver will meet you by the main gate.

You can see the truck parked to the side when you cross the school grounds. Not a new car, but seems well cared for and unlikely to give out in the middle of the road. The driver is rounding the car to meet you and… oh crap.

“Y/n?”

Of course, it would be Tyler. Because the Universe is funny like that.

You try to squash the insistent thought that you bear an uncanny resemblance to Where’s Wally right now as well as not be awkward about the whole we’re going to therapy thing.

“Whassup, dude?” Great. Truly masterful. “So you're my unfortunate Uber driver.”

Tyler snorts, opening the passenger door for you. “I don't feel particularly unfortunate right now," he says, watching you intently. “Also, didn't know you wear glasses. It’s really cute.”

“Thank you,” you say for both the compliment and the door. “I can't see shit without them and I fell asleep in my contacts last night so I need to give my eyes some rest.”

You manage to climb into the car without tripping on your own limbs, which is quite impressive considering that the ground froze overnight and was slippery as fuck.

“I was worried I'll get stuck with some horrible dude that listens to Machine Gun Kelly and I would be forced to jump out of the car full speed.” You inform Tyler when he joins you in the car and starts backing up out of the driveway.

“I'm more of an Eminem fan,” he smiles. “But you can play whatever you want," he reaches for the aux cord, before handing it to you. “You have good taste.”

You grin as your brain starts broadcasting static.

After a moment you manage to shake off the stupor and plug the aux into your phone.

“Can’t say I’m a huge fan of the guy, but I like the song he has with Aerosmith.”

Tyler just hums approvingly as the first chords start playing from the speakers.

“Do you mind if we stop for gas?” Tyler asks after a few minutes, as the car finally turns onto the asphalted road. “It’s just outside Jerico, minimum detour time. I barely use the car now that I'm at Nevermore, so I forgot to check the tank before today.”

He’s not acknowledging an elephant in the room car and you’re not too eager to do it either.

“That's cool. I’ll get snacks and I can really use a Redbull right now,” you sigh.

“Late night?” Tyler asks, amused.

“More like an early one. In the morning.”

“Ouch. What kept you?”

“The Sandman. On Netflix, I mean. Not—you know—the actual deity.”

Tyler smiles, not looking away from the road. “You like fantasy?”

“I do. But also, like, anything else, as long as it’s good. Or not good but in a good way.”

“Like Twilight?”

“Yes!” You exclaim. “I’m so glad you understand, mon chou. Finally, an intellectual with finer tastes in life.

Tyler laughs. “I sense there’s a story there.”

“Oh, let me tell you.” You half-turn in your seat, leaning on the door. “I was rewatching the Twilight movies during Christmas break, right? And like a caring sister I asked Xavi if he wanted to join me. And this asshole had the gall to tell me—,” you drop your voice a few octaves in your impression of Xavier, though you land closer to Squidward and you can’t say it’s completely unintentional, “I am not dignifying this embarrassment with even a second of my time.”

“That does sound like him,” Tyler agrees, grinning.

“A load of crap is what it sounds like. Like, who are you trying to bullshit here, dude? I know who stole my 10th-anniversary collector's edition of Twilight books when we were 13. And then my copy of Midnight Sun last summer too. He ain't beating the allegations, I know the culprit! But I’m a nice and caring person so I let it go, and this is the thanks I get?! Unbelievable! Shame on his cow!”

Tyler bursts out laughing at your recollection of Xavier’s dishonorable thievery and as you look at his profile, surrounded by the soft morning sunlight, you think to yourself I’m never ever letting you go.

Woooah. You file that thought for—much—later.

When he finally catches his breath, Tyler says: “I kind of like chick flicks in a guilty-pleasure sort of way, but since my mom died I don't have anyone to watch them with. My dad's not a fan of both the genre and spending time with me.

Fuck. You can feel a familiar sense of protectiveness curling up inside. You’ve never even met the man, but you already dislike him quite ardently.

Tyler clearly doesn’t want further questioning on the subject and you get a distinct feeling this is his way of testing you. Not with any malicious intentions, though. He’s probably not even aware he’s doing it.

Well, you already chose a strategy and you plan to stick to it. You won’t come digging for what is not freely offered to you.

“I personally don’t feel guilty about any of my pleasures,” you grin. “We can watch something together if you’d like, though? I can introduce you to European cinema. There’s a lot of good stuff to choose from whether you want something campy and fun or something serious and dramatic. If you’re willing to read the subtitles, that is.”

“Yeah. I… I'd love that,” he agrees, his voice soft and quiet. You don’t miss the way he exhales in relief once the questions about his family don’t follow.

***

At the gas station, the two of you split up with you going inside to get snacks while Tyler fills up the tank.

You decide to forego the Redbull after all, its slogan almost mocking you from the banner above the cash register.

You grab a six-pack of cherry-flavored Dr Pepper, an unholy amount of those mini Rise Krispies, and a big box of Reese’s for Tyler.

When you emerge from the little shop, you see two guys nearing Tyler’s car with slimy leers on their faces.

Oh-oh.

“Do you see this Benny?” One of them asks the other rather loudly. “They let him out in public without a muzzle. No leash too. I’m shocked.” His companion laughs in a way that reminds you of a sound that styrofoam makes if you rub it against the glass. Screechy and revolting.

Tyler’s shoulders stiffen but he doesn’t turn to face them.

“Oh no, Charlie!” the presumable Benny exclaims tauntingly. “He’s got so poncy in that godforsaken school, he won’t even say hello to old friends.”

You see Tyler take a deep breath, close the tank cap with perhaps more force than the action requires, and turn around. “What do you want?”

“Not happy to see us, Galpin? You’re hurting my feelings.” The first pipes up again.

“I’ll hurt way more than your feelings if you don’t piss off,” Tyler grits through his teeth.

“Not when your daddy can’t cover up for you anymore.” You see the sun reflect from the hand of the second guy. He’s flicking out a blade.

Shit.

You make a few calm but quick steps toward Tyler, like you didn’t see the scene unfold, nor noticed that one of the guys has a knife.

“You ready to go, Ty?” you ask with a smile, not acknowledging the unwanted company.

Your sudden appearance seems to throw them off, and you hope that while they collect their wits—if there are any in the first place—you and Tyler will hop in the car and be gone.

But the shitheads turn out to be of a persisting kind and they shift their attention entirely to you now. Tyler takes a step forward to stand between you and them as if to shield you.

Shithead №1 laughs, while the second one—the one holding the fucking knife—studies you carefully. “I see you didn’t waste any time, Galpin. Got yourself a freaky girlfriend right off the bat,” he scoffs.

“She looks normal to me,” shithead №1 observes, perplexed.

“Maybe we should test that,” shithead №2 replies.

Tyler growls.

If you don’t do something he’ll fucking shift and tear them apart. His distress echoes sharply in your ribcage and you feel your fingertips tingle in a way you have only experienced once. Fuck.

You will yourself to squash the panic, lest it leads to the encore of that shitshow that happened when your powers manifested for the first time.

You need to do something pronto.

You take two steps forward, stopping next to Tyler.

“Can you hold this for me for a sec, babe?” Without looking you hand Tyler the plastic bag with snacks in it. When you feel his hand curl around the handles you let go and make another step forward.

The idiots look puzzled but their hateful demeanor doesn’t budge one bit.

“Did you hear that Benny?” The first one starts to laugh but it’s short-lived because once he can’t take a breath, he starts choking. His eyes widen in panic and he looks at his companion, who also came to the realization he can’t inhale. The knife falls out of his hands and you kick it with your little pink ugg to the other side of the gas station where it disappears in the shrubbery. Neither the trajectory of the knife’s path, nor the speed with which it flew there, couldn't have been plausibly inflicted without a supernatural force.

“You know this saying,—” you ask, making eye contact with the shithead №2. His face starts tinting blue from the lack of oxygen. “— don’t bring a knife to a fight with a girl that can manipulate natural forces. Maybe that’s not word for word how it goes, but you get the point, yeah?”

Shithead №1 starts twitching and you realize you’ll have to let go soon if you don’t want the idiots to actually pass out.

“Point being,” you elaborate, “you mind your fucking business or you get your ass handed to you. Or rather your lungs, in this particular situation.”

You relax and command yourself to release them. Surprisingly, it works.

The shitheads start coughing and hungrily inhaling the cold winter air.

Your hands start trembling but if there’s one thing you are a master of, it’s keeping face.

So your lips curl into a smile that doesn’t touch your eyes when you say “Good day, gentleman.” You tip the invisible top hat at them. They look back with the fear of God in their eyes. Good. “I hope—for your sakes rather than mine—that I will never see you near Tyler ever again.”

With that, you turn around intending to hop into Tyler’s car and have a nice little freak out about the whole situation but the look on his face stops you short after only a few steps.

He looks at you like he’s seeing you for the first time. His pupils so dilated, they almost eclipse the irises.

For a second your blood runs cold. He’s scared of me, is your first panic-induced thought. The other one follows rapidly. I fucked this up before there was even an anything between us.

The avalanche of panic threatens to overwhelm you…but it never gets the chance. Tylers comes out of his stupor and in a few quick steps crosses the space between the two of you. He wraps his hand around yours, intertwining the fingers. The most brilliant smile you’ve ever seen adorns his face. “Thanks,” he says, looking at you the way one might imagine people look at Northern Lights. With awe.

He’s not scared.

***

Tyler

Back in the car, with the snacks safely deposited on the back seat, the two of them sit in silence until Tyler maneuvers the car back to the main road. Y/n slumps in the passenger seat looking exhausted and groggy.

“So,” Tyler starts carefully. “I take it you don’t know what exactly you did to them?”

“I know what I did,” she mumbles into the puffy collar of her winter jacket. If Tyler didn’t have enhanced hearing, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to make out what she’s saying. “It’s the how that’s the problem. This shit happens on pure instinct, and it’s volatile. Could’ve fucking killed the bastards,” she sighs, slumping further into her jacket.

Volatile. It’s how he described her in his mind that first day in the dining hall, he remembers.

“No harm done,” he assures her. “Killing them was not your intention,” he says. So your powers reacted accordingly.”

“I don’t know whether to be relieved or freaked out that you're being so chill about it all,” she says with a chuckle. He relaxes a bit at the sound of it.

“Even-Steven,” Tyler announces with a grin.

That gets him another laugh. Every time he makes her laugh, he feels like he’s won something but he can’t understand what exactly.

“That’s why they sent me here. Here being both Nevermore and therapy,” she says.

“What is your power exactly, if you don’t mind me asking?”

She doesn’t reply for a few moments, and Tyler worries he has crossed some kind of line. He’s about to backtrack and change the subject when she speaks up.

“I manipulate gravity, and by proxy the objects in it.” She looks at the scenery flickering in the passenger window.

“So, theoretically, you can fly?” Tyler asks.

That also gets him a laugh, but not the kind he enjoys at all. This one’s sharp and self-deprecating.

“Theoretically,” she jeers. “I’m afraid of both flying and the heights in general. Like, clinically. Phobiacally. My most optimistic prospect is some make-do telekinesis, and even then I can’t control when or where it manifests.”

He hates to hear this vibrant, animated girl sound so… defeated. It almost physically hurts him. It’s not the same of course, but he knows what it’s like to feel useless against your own power.

“I didn’t know I had the Hyde until someone forcefully awakened it, binding me to their will and using me to kill people.” He blurts out.

That does the trick. Her attention laser-focuses on him in an instant, and from the corner of his eye he sees her face take on a peculiar expression. The same kind it took in the hallway this Thursday. Righteous anger.

Then, as if she caught herself mid-fall, it changes into something soft and empathetic and Tyler is ready to see pity there. But he never does.

She takes his free hand, intertwining their fingers. They land somewhere around the cup holders and she just starts gently brushing her thumb over his palm. He doesn’t really know what to do with such a casual show of affection. But he thinks he wants to learn. He wants to reciprocate someday.

“You’ve really been dealt the shittiest hand I can possibly imagine Galpin,” she says after a few moments.

He scoffs. "You don't know the half of it."

“I mean, not factually, no. But I can see it in your eyes sometimes.” She sounds thoughtful.

Tyler chances a quick glance at her. “What do you see?”

“It's hard to put into words but… the weight of living I guess. The burden of responsibility you didn't ask for.”

He hums, squeezing her hand tighter. “My last therapist apparently didn’t see shit, because she missed the whole shitshow unfolding and wanted to testify against me in court. Come to think of it, I still don’t know why she didn’t.”

“Kinbott? Is that why you’re seeing Dr. Shin now?”

“Mhm. My dad found him when he was looking for someone to give an alternate opinion to Kinbott’s in court. He specializes in outcast phycology so his testimony could possibly trump Kinbott’s in the eyes of the jury. I see him ever since. He’s very nice. I’m glad you’ll be seeing him and not her.”

“Yeah… yeah me too, babe.”

***

Author's notes:

Xavier's complicated relationship with Twilight franchise is inspired by this tiktok lol I just imagined MC watching Twilight on christmas break and Xavier thinking he's being subtle

#tyler galpin #tyler galpin x reader #tyler galpin imagine #thorpe!reader #wednesday

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greenpanda-basicfakewitch · 11 months

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Book Of Shadows Index

I see a ton of Witchtoks/people who only give a basic summary of what to research along with a ton of books and I'm more of a bullet point girl. So... Here we go.

A book of shadows was coined by Alaisar Crowley, alongside garnder who was the founder of Wica, then changed to Wicca later on [I will go in depth in history with links/sources and more detail on another post]

So here's the index for a book of shadows, full of all things you the individual want to learn include in your practice and like Pirates of the Caribean, take it more as guidlines and you're free to decide what you like/don't like.

So Include a Book Of shadows Blessing in the begging of your book [or digital document] And a BOS is like a diary, only you can see it or your coven.

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Beginner Studies; Introduction to Witchcraft. I.e: What is Paganism, Wicca, Witchcraft? What is the difference? Wicca History: Origins in your country of origin. Salem, etc. Covens and Hierchies and Solitary witches. Basic rundown, you have your first, second, third degree. Like an employee, a suvervisor and a manager. Managers are in charge of their own store, like a third degree can create their own coven.

Lore: Tree of life, Triple goddess, Horned God, Morgan le fey and other mythical lore and research depending on which one your aligned with. Like Norse, Greek, Celtic, Viking, Roman, or any other types. Wiccan Rede, rules of Wicca power of three times three. Etc.

Symbols: Look up certain symbols, or sigils, runes, thats commonly used in Wicca/Paganism or your preffered craft. Cast a circle: Most begin a spell and cast a protection circle before you begin your spell. Pentacle [Star with circle] Pentragram [No circle] *Include the Spirit, fire, earth, water, air. Evil eye. [usually used as protection AGAINST the evil eye]

Witch Tools: Witch tools you use, or place on your altar. Like an Athame, cualdron, wand, etc Tools of Divination: Pendulum, spirit board, tarot, angel cards, scrying mirror, playing cards, etc Additional tools: Candles. Crystals. Elements Herbs Chakras/Meditation Lucid Dreaming Astral projection Milk baths

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Year Calender/Sabbets Month Calender Day Calender: Like Moday is MOON. Sunday is SUN, Saturday is Saturn etc. Deities Celtic/ Roman/Norse Other gods to research. etc Astrology.

Star Sign, Moon sign, Sun Sign, other planetary signs. Planet Retrograde, Mercury retrograde, mars, venus etc Moon Phases. Like hunters moon, pink moon etc.

Animals as omens [Careful with this one, as it links to other occult/cultures/religions and best not to appropriate and lead to indiginous tribes or others. But not all animals as omens is a sign, usually it links to the Fea as animals are fea and fea are animals and other religions like kitsune, tanaki, are shapeshifters or known as spirits in other cultures]

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Spells Moon Water Witch bag/bottle Broomsticks Seashell collecting [A practice looked down on now for enviormental effects, but I have bottles/jars of shells I've collected when I was six so I've kept them and included them as I have some] Witch Outfits [this is just my personal interest, it ties in with the history a little] Symbolism of the Hat [Like a Candle] Witch Nudity Haute Couture Bohemian/Grunge goth fashion Media/Pop culture:

Books or movies that have had witch consultants or other ties to witchcraft/wicca etc. Such as practical magic, the Craft and maybe even Neil Gaimans works such as the ocean at the end of the lane. Coraline that had mentions of a dowsing rod, and rock with a hole in the center to find lost things. Music:

Listening to music can also set da mood, so I will compile playlists and songs that made me feel witchy. Anything else to include feel free to ask or reblog :D

*ALSO IMPORTANT! CLOSED/OPEN Practice! Wicca as it is is open, you can buy a wicca book/watch withtok who have you whatever whatever! But a closed practice? Thats a religion or something you CANNOT access too UNLESS you are invited in, or iniated into that group! Indeginous tribes/jewish traditions/hoodoo/voodoo/ etc. A closed practice is a closed door. You cant access that by yourself. Which is why White sage cant be used, theres many alternatives and other incenses/sages to burn. Not the one thats sacred/endangered and used speicifially in indeginous tribes. They've already had enough taken away from them what do witches need white sage for in this current enviromental crisis? so yeah...

Additional last note: I will also include passages alongside the books I have by cunningham and others with the book as well as the passage and page/chapter and try to include web links in any future post I make.

Bear in my mind and I will TRY to be as accurate as I can, but I will make mistakes and end up posting some things thats misinformed even when I post links. But I will try my best to fix any mistakes if I can.

Blessed be.

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Gary Anderson was a 23-year-old architecture student at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles in 1970, when he entered a design contest sponsored by a box manufacturer for a logo to promote the recycling of paper.

He won, spawning a symbol that became international shorthand for repurposing waste materials.

His design: three folded-over arrow strips, chasing each other in an endless triangle.

It wasn’t until the end of the decade that Mr. Anderson, now 75, saw his creation “take on a life of its own,” beyond his $2,500 prize earnings, he said in a phone interview last week. He recalled walking along a sidewalk in Amsterdam one day, turning a corner onto a neighborhood square to see a clutch of recycling bins stamped with his design.

Since then, manufacturers have put the logo on all types of products, not just paper items like cereal boxes and shopping bags.

“The symbol and I had different lives for a time,” said Mr. Anderson, a retired architecture and planning consultant in Baltimore, but he came to nurture a “pride of authorship.”

Now the environmental agency that oversees recycling efforts in the United States is saying that, after close to five decades in the public eye, the “chasing arrows” logo should be retired from plastics that are difficult to recycle.

The Environmental Protection Agency asked the Federal Trade Commission in April to substitute the arrows logo on plastics with solid triangles, a decision that the agency believes could help clear up confusion around labeling. The goal is to relieve recycling facilities of the burden of dealing with plastic items that they cannot process.

Consumers have long treated the chasing-arrows logo as an indication that an item can be recycled, wrote Jennie Romer, a deputy assistant administrator at the Environmental Protection Agency, in an April letter to the F.T.C.

But when it comes to plastics that can be “deceptive and misleading,” Ms. Romer wrote. Manufacturers often pair the iconic logo with a resin identification code, with numbers from 1 to 7 that indicate the type of plastic in the product.

“Not all resin codes can be recycled currently in the United States,” she wrote. Many plastics, especially those numbered from 3 to 7, “are not financially viable to recycle.”

Mr. Anderson agreed that the symbol he created was not meant to be used that way. But he also hoped the logo could retain its status as a ubiquitous symbol of recycling for other purposes.

“I do see their point,” Mr. Anderson said. “It was meant to be an overarching symbol to say, ‘Hey, this is recycled, this has been recycled or it’s something you can recycle.’ That’s what it was supposed to be.”

More than a thousand environmental groups and individuals, along with the E.P.A., sent comments to the Federal Trade Commission from December to April, arguing, among other points, that the misuse of the recycling logo in plastic products may be contributing to a growing plastic-waste crisis.

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Cat meditation and Olympic National Park

Monday, August 23rd, 2021

CAL - After nearly two weeks of constant company from the large, bald one, I was finally given a break this weekend. Around nightfall, on Friday she left the house without so much as a goodbye. Judging from the size of her bag, I estimated that she would return on Monday morning. Having 2 full days to myself, I engaged in my own form of silent meditation and am just starting to make sense of this past year on the road.

MICHELE - After two full weeks without adventure, I finally left our temporary home to explore Olympic National Park. The adventure started on Friday evening with a 30-minute ferry ride from Coupeville to Port Townsend. The boat was small and the route is popular, for this reason, reservations are highly recommended.

Upon arrival in Port Townsend, I made the 1.5-hour drive to a private campground, just outside of Port Angeles. My little RV proved to be the perfect jumping-off point for the most well-known sites in the park.

Unlike most National Parks, this one spans nearly 1000 acres, which includes highways and entire towns. It’s broken down into areas of interest, each with its own park entrance kiosk and visitor center. It can be overwhelming and difficult to navigate, especially with the lack of cell service throughout the area. Luckily I planned ahead!

On Saturday I started the day with the hour-long drive to the town of Forks. I made a quick stop for breakfast and coffee at “A Shot in the Dark”, a drive-through coffee hut. Upon arrival at the Hoh River Rainforest, I waited approximately one hour to enter the park, due to the parking lot being full. For any summer visits to the park, I’d recommend budgeting extra time for this reason.

I spent most of the afternoon hiking the Hoh River trail, in search of a place called One Square Inch of Silence. Located 3.2 miles into the forest, this space has been designated as the most silent place in North America. I followed the directions provided by OneSquareInch.org and found the location on my first try.

After successfully experiencing the silence of the rainforest, I took about 20 minutes to peek into the Hall of Mosses, the better-known trail in the area. On the way back to Port Angeles, I passed through Forks again, stopping at the Subway in the 76 gas station for lunch. A short, 15-minute drive landed me at Rialto Beach for a picnic with one of the most dramatic views I’ve ever experienced. If possible, I’d recommend arriving at Rialto during low tide.

By the time I was heading home, it was already starting to get dark. I made my final stop at the Sol Duc Hot Springs Resort for a quick soak. For just $15 of admissions, you can enjoy up to one hour of soaking time in 3 different pools. The full capacity is 100 people, so reservations may be required. I personally found the facilities to be overcrowded and left after just 20 minutes.

For Sunday, I focused on exploring the sites closer to Port Angeles, starting with Hurrican Ridge. This is a must-see if you are ever in the area!

After a 45-minute drive up a mountain, I landed at one of the most beautiful views to date. The visitor center alone is worth the drive up the hill. After consulting with a park ranger, I decided to hike the 1-mile loop, called Cirque Rim, just outside of the visitor center and Hurricane Hill, which is a 3.2-mile (round trip), paved pathway to a stunning, 360-degree view of the Strait of Juan de Fuca and the Olympic Mountains.

After a morning of hiking, I enjoyed a late lunch in Port Angeles and then headed over to Lake Cresent Lodge for a slow amble along the beach and then to the Salt Creek Recreation Area to sit on the rocky beach as the tide came crashing in for the evening.

After a long day, I ended up back at my home base with a pint of ice cream for dinner. After a brief encounter with Netflix, I slept like a rock before waking up at 6am to catch the ferry back to Whidbey Island. What a whirlwind weekend! I could have easily stayed at Olympic National Park for a full week.

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Bioplastic Packaging Market - Global Analysis and Forecast to 2025

The Global Bioplastic Packaging Market is experiencing a high growth owing to increasing awareness among customers about the adverse impact of conventional plastics, surge in need for sustainable packaging solution, and rising government support for the incorporation of bioplastic in packaging. Moreover, the development of new technology and processes and the emergence of novel bioplastic materials are expected to the market growth during the forecast period. Bioplastics are influencing the plastic industry with innovation for more sustainability, functionality, and efficiency. Currently, bioplastic alternatives are available for almost all the conventional plastic material and respective applications which is driving the bioplastic packaging industry.

According to the new research report published by The Insight Partners, titled “Bioplastic Packaging - Global Analysis and Forecast to 2025”, the global Bioplastic Packaging market is expected to reach US$ 23.4 Billion in 2025, registering a CAGR of 24.4% during the forecast period 2018-2025.

The growth in the Asia Pacific region is highly attributed to factors such as banning the usage of plastic bags in 2009 and 2011. Other countries in the region that have taxes or bans in place include Cambodia, Bangladesh, Hong Kong, Indonesia, India, Taiwan, and Malaysia among others.

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Europe is anticipated to account the largest market share of bioplastic packaging market and is expected to register a CAGR of 23.5%. In 2017, Europe accounted for the largest revenue share of more than one-third of the total market share, followed by North America. North America accounts for the second largest market share of bioplastic packaging market. In April 2018, the Governor of New York introduced a bill to ban single-use plastic bags in retail and grocery stores by next year. Several cities in the U.S., have banned the use of plastic bags including, Chicago Seattle, Boston, Los Angeles, Austin, and San Francisco. Also, few cities such as Washington, Brownsville, and Portland have imposed fees on plastic bags.

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