#he stole ur name like a fairy

[ghoul--doodle]

It's such a jumpscare seeing one of ur new ocs (sonas??) with my name AJDKKD I love Solaris!!

JGSHDKFK IM SO SORRY

#he stole ur name like a fairy #asks #solarpawbs

[lionmythflower]

evan rosier headcanons under the cut

Twins w pandora

He has a chinchilla (its name is dusty, barty helped name it)

He's rlly good friends w remus

In a book club w lily, remus,dorcas and regulus

He's Canadian

So he kinda had a very slight American accent

Sleeps and listens to music on long car rides

Knows Canadian French

Asexual

either gay or bi

Poc

has a tattoo of "bcjr" on his neck or shoulder (barty has a matching one of "Rosie")

Would love MARINA and Florence + the Machines

Was probably more of an ABBA fan then a queen fan

lily got him into music like ABBA and Remus got him into music like David Bowie

Would also love Arctic Monkey

Would love makeup

Has those star eyeliner stamps and he absolutely rocks them

Bigender (stole this hc from someone can't remember who at that moment)

probally goes by he/they pronouns

Pandora and Evan steal each other's clothes sm that they don't know who's is who's at this point

So ppl are like " wasn't pandora wearing that the other day?" and evan will be like "idk maybe?" And vise versa

Would love Greek mythology

Has heterochromia and his eyes are blue and green so he's is looking at u like 🔵_🟢 (O_O) (pandora also has eyes like that)

"you have heterophobia in ur eyes" "...you mean heterochromia?" "no" (barty and evan)

i feel like he would be able to play like 3 instruments and would love love love music sm

Has so. Many. Ear. Piercings.

Lace and fishnet gloves

RINGS

Evan, pandora, Dorcas, regulus, and Barty all wear rings and they all js like share rings

Would love fairy tale retellings

100% read song of Achilles and sobbed

His parents are like really that mean js very strict and they don't really give him enough privacy and it's suffocating

Has sensory overloads sometimes and he will just cling to Barty or Pandora bc they both make him feel safe when it's too much

Also has panic attacks

Says things like "I wanna kms" and ppl think he's joking but he's really not

Baggy clothes

layers his clothes a lot

had like three sweatshirts/sweaters that he LOVES

eating disorder (idk which one but he definitely has one)

Constantly has a headache

Is actually rlly su!sidal but he's only told like 2 ppl (probably Pandora and reg or barty)

Either never gets sick or gets sick every month (depends on the year)

Doesn't like talking abt his problems

Will not ask for help unless he has basically given up

Is rlly smart

He's like everything smart but doesn't really care abt math or science

That one kid who's reading and not paying attention the entire class and then gets an A on every test

He's parents don't really care about grades but he does and he gets really stressed abt grades

Would 100% be that person that you wouldn't think would be a feminist and then someone makes a rude comment abt women and he would go off on them

Very pretty

Always cold. Always

Would have loved all the movies that Millie Bobby Brown is in (Enola Holmes, and Damsel mainly)

Would love ppl doing his nails (even though he's good at doing it himself)

doc martins

Would have converse and would draw on them

Has so many books (both barty and evan rant to each other abt the books they read)

Would have adhd but more of the not able to focus side

He's nail polish is almost always chipped bc they pick at it w/o even realizing he's doing it

would have so many bracelets

Hates silence but hates loud noise even more

Had earbuds in 24/7

"Look at the moon! :0" no matter what phase the moon is in (does the same thing w the sky)

Would get sooo happy when ever he was in a place where u can clearly see the stars at night bc "omg look, you can see the stars! Their so pretty!!!"

They're so energetic but also so laid back

Pretty much all or nothing for everything (emotions, activities, relationship etc.)

Really good at drawing

normally types in all lowercase so he doesn't come off as intimating

Evan and pandora probably made fun of the pure blood stereotypes so much

(I've made by point abt this hc a lot but I'mma say it again) : Evan and regulus arguing over the pronouncing of different French words bc Evan is Canadian French and Regulus is European French lol

He's an introvert you can't tell me otherwise

Was almost put into ravenclaw bc he was arguing w the sorting hat and it was like "ok valid points, ur probably a ravenclaw" and then Evan told the hat to go fuck itself and it put him in Slytherin 💀

Definition of a keyboard smash idk how to explain it

Would have loved Pinterest

wow this is really long. I'mma make one of these for Peter later :)

#this is what i do instead of resting #Bc I'm sick rn #So I should be sleeping #But instead I'm making headcanons for the unappreciated and neglected characters in this fandom bc someone had to do it #evan rosier #marauders #slytherin skittles #rosekiller #evan rosier headcanon #headcanons #asexual evan rosier #asexual #biromantic #dead gay wizards #bigender #heterochromia #rosier twins #i am evan evan is me #evan rosier supremacy #Anyways hi if u read this far into the tags <3

[goldensunset]

omg i feel like no one i know outside my family even knows abt okami…pls feel free to tell me abt ur favorite parts of it

okami anon???????

well first off i’m obsessed with the end credits song ‘reset’ (and i have it mostly memorized by now which i’m very proud of plus it’s a form of studying japanese hhdhxhshsjs). the lyrics are about having to say farewell to a friend and living with your regrets in their absence. it’s especially good when you think about it from ammy and issun’s povs singing to one another. but especially issun.

like. his character development from ‘oh no is this annoying guy gonna be my exposition fairy companion for the entire game’ to ‘i am gonna cry and die please don’t leave me’ is a beautiful thing. literally we get no backstory whatsoever about him for the first 2/3 of the game aside from minor hints that you wouldn’t pick up on a first playthrough. then it all comes crashing down on you in the kamui arc and by the end you’ve gone insane.

but really you start to understand everything when you play for a second time. like how that painting issun shows you when you first meet him is stolen from his grandpa. like how he gets really oddly emotional when watching kaguya say goodbye to her grandpa because he was also raised by his grandpa but he never got that kind of love from him. like how he’s fulfilling his divine destiny and literally doesn’t even realize it.

other stuff i didn’t pick up on a first playthrough but that made me go crazy the second time:

-the fact that the mysterious figure that stole the sword in the opening is very obviously susano but of course my brain wasn’t even really processing stuff yet that early

-the whole deal with waka. man, when i first played, i couldn’t tell whether he was friend or foe until the very ending. but his strange, otherworldly air makes so much more sense once you’ve played the whole game.

-the way rao was SUPER sus the whole time. she had me completely fooled until the scene right after the water dragon died (my thought was ‘hey how did she get underwater?? has she been stalking us that closely??’) i’m ashamed to say that before that i never doubted her for a second. but after that it all clicked.

-anything to do with moon tribe tech (like that giant…thing in shinshu field that’s clearly visible from the very beginning)

-also all those statues of kabegami. i thought they were just decoration at first. who knew

-all those early mentions of someone named ‘kaguya’ and how she was always associated with the moon

-the fact that issun’s grandpa wrote the travel guide

-the fact that the celestial brush is ammy’s tail. wh. why did this not occur to me. i never even questioned the ability of a dog to hold and use a paintbrush. i may be stupid

-THE FACT THAT THE NARRATOR IS AN OLDER ISSUN. WHEN I REALIZED THAT AT THE END I WENT CRAZY IT EXPLAINED SO MUCH.

let it be known i have completed this game 4 and a half times (school got in the way of my 5th run lol) (and yes those are all new game+ files chained together), i’ve never died or had to use the astral pouch, i’m totally maxed out on all divine attributes, and i have the stray bead necklace. as you can see i have a devotion. great game

#i will gladly fuel the okami brainrot 🤘 #this absolute relic of an obscure game will live forever #okami #asks #thanks anon #okami spoilers

[cloveroctobers]

CHELSEA ELLE HODGSON —

IG info/Bio: @/chelseaaahodecor | 109k followers | hi babes! welcome to my life lovelies, please get comfy with this Prosecco im serving thru this screen! xx here’s my site if you need some light in ur life: ichelseahdgsondesigns.com 🏝💕

24 (25) years

From Buckinghamshire, England

Comes from a wealthy family

her father’s side of the family founded, “Hodgson investments” their company is built off of financial services

Her papo (grandfather) was arrested on tax invasion & served some time for doing so

Her father, Alistair now manages the company but under a different name

Her mother’s side of the family comes from old money...something about horses?

Her mother, Connie holds many events and seems to make $ from them but Chelsea isn’t quite sure what the woman does or if it’s fully legal

The family is all about protecting their image & if you don’t cut it, there will be repercussions

Feels a little like dynasty (I’ve only seen 2-3 episodes & never finished but get the point?) , maybe that’s why Chelsea & her sister enjoy watching it so much

Parents forsure held courtship events or either went to courtship events with their children (even Albie) & found suitors in hopes of marrying their daughters off (& finding Albie a new wife, only on Mrs. Hodgson’s part— mr. Hodgson seems nicer/easy-going)

Has older twin sibs: Albie-Crispin & Dolly-Georgiana

Often referred to as “the triplet” in the press

Well-known in their city

They’re all called by their first & middle name in their family household even tho their parents do not have middle names

Has a love/hate relationship with albie, he is selfish & has proven to do anything to drag others down to make himself look better

He’s a lawyer & has been married to his wife for about 7 years

Mrs. Hodgson, Dolly, & Chelsea all agree they do not like her but Chelsea puts on a smile whenever her sister-in-law is around while Mrs. Hodgson makes it known that she dislikes the woman, she thinks she’s beneath her son since her family does not make nearly enough $ put together between her & Mr. Hodgson

Dolly has a bf who’s a dental hygentist that she’s been dating for about 3 years but they’re both cheating on each other, she doesn’t think she’ll ever be married

She’s in office management

Chelsea fell in love with interior decorating from the moment she played with doll houses. Her grandparents made sure to send her the biggest doll houses they could find every Christmas. She’s always been in love with rearranging and picking certain items and best putting them into a space that works

She shit at drawing (she’ll leave that to the Architects) but she knows her furniture & patterns quite well

Has asked a few architects out on dates, some she worked with or stumbled across, only one seemed like it could have truly worked...I imagine him to look a bit like Henry Cavill with light facial hair (told you I’m a sucker for it, & Chelsea probably can tolerate just a bit not too much)

Yet Chelsea always has a wondering eye, she gets curious quite often which makes you wonder, is she really ready for love? To fully commit? One day she will be

It’s a competitive field and when she’s ready to battle she will but there are moments when she gets let down & has to pick herself up again

Has ADHD, goes to therapy for it & hates taking her meds. She’d rather stick to therapy sessions since it’s always nice to talk to someone

When she was younger she probably stole a friend or two’s bf & would definitely get mad if they did it back to her but they somehow still end up being friends in the end? Yikes

Hung out with the popular kids, was always at the parties making sure everyone was having a good time. Filling up the cups, directing where furniture should be moved, where the kegs should go, how many people should be there, etc...She doesn’t seem like the stuck up type like her mother but she is privileged & doesn’t realize it as much

Was a cheerleader & ran track, quit track to commit full-time to cheerleading since that kept her in shape enough

Dated here & there, had one bf where they would scream at each other and wouldn’t allow the other to leave or would be upset that the other didn’t come after them...yeah one of those couples

Broke up with her goth bf because he didn’t tell her he wasn’t coming to school for about a week; he had the stomach flu

Canon: Took a computer course in high school & in uni & found out she was at the top of her class for typing the fastest, she now loves the sound of her short pink ombré nails on the keys

Canon: Wanted to be a show jumper due to her mother’s side of the family & their history with horses

Goes to the stables every now & then, there’s one horse there that she’s absolutely in love with & loves to ride. Her father always offered to buy it for her but it’s not a animal she wants to own

Canon: loves finger foods + will get full off them at events quickly. She also doesn’t mind the tiny portions of food at expensive ass restaurants, it’s just enough for her

Takes hair supplements. Probably had long hair growing up that she always kept up in a bun or ponytail but decided to start chopping her hair off & getting layers & highlights which damaged her hair

Approves of plastic surgery

Is part of the itty bitty titty community & got a lift for them

Gets lip fillers for her bottom lip but isn’t a fan of needles + overlines her top lip

loves going to the dermatologist, the spa for facials & whatever else she’s willing to try & finding new skincare to buy

Tans & loves tropical hot summers

Buys an overload of bikinis even in the winter

Hates the rain, it messes with her mood

Loves a good lipstick & lipgloss combo, nudes & pinks are her to go to’s

Fav color is pink

Got herself a guinea pig after the show & named her “bubbly” after her baby in the villa

I feel like she would eventually get a tiny dog too

Has her own flat, that’s quite far from all of her family. She loves her dysfunctional problematic family but Chelsea likes her space from them too

Since buckinghamshire’s culture is more of a Middle Ages style, Chelsea made sure her home wouldn’t hold much of that style inside. It needed to be lively! Her family home was filled with dark wood & she can’t stand that

She loves going to the markets tho. She always seems to leave with something & either finds herself not liking it months later and ends up selling whatever item caught her interest

Her family tends to pop in whenever they want, especially her mother

Canon: talks about cat cafe’s when she’s drunk, says its her version of the chocolate factory + she’s the dancing drunk

Always down for a girls night out, girls trip & girls sleepovers

Probably goes to bed early around 10pm or earlier m if she’s not out having the time of her life, which makes her regret her choices the next morning

All her closest friends back home are a group of girls

Hangs out with Priya, Marisol, & Hope from the villa whereas the rest she’ll mostly communicate with them through socials or gatherings

Will host gatherings & expect them ALL to show up

Is dramatic when things don’t go her way

Loses focus more than gets bored in relationships? She’ll find other things or people to occupy her time which she doesn’t realize can be hurtful to others

When she does realize she hurts someone, she immediately wants to fix it

Canon: Is a blabbermouth. Cannot hold a secret for shit, also cannot tell a lie. Her body language gives it away first if she doesn’t spill it

Retail therapy is the best therapy if she doesn’t have a office appointment

Any spice girl song will be her karaoke song, she is always baby spice

Loves her Prosecco (me too sis!) & keeps plenty bottles in her wine fridge. She originally wanted a space with a wine cellar but got creeped out at the thought since it’s just her & bubbly living in the home

Has high cell phone bills, the girl loves a good chat

Cannot cook no matter how hard she tries. She’s been to cooking classes with an ex, watched videos, order from those food delivery sites to prepare food & it just never turns out well

Will spend hours in furniture stores, she’s had to be escorted out pass closing hours by security guards before & manage to make friends out of them. They all know who she is in majority of the stores she enters

Throws a party every time her following goes up. There’s never not a reason to throw one

Was upset that Carl unfollowed her once and figured Hannah made him do it. Which wasn’t true, Hannah was sure of herself now & doesn’t feel the need to be jealous, the man could follow whoever he wanted—she knew he barely stayed on IG in the first place. He thought it was too shallow

So when Chelsea called him one night sobbing he was utterly confused, he didn’t understand why a follow meant so much

He reluctantly followed her back

Thrilled to know Elijah, Lucas, & Carl all keep up with her. Oh & the rest of the boys ofc!

Chats with Jakub! They also hang out. They’re a bit of a odd pairing but they get along well, he’s basically another big brother to her but she actually likes him—

Afraid of the dark, keeps fairy lights lit throughout the night in her bedroom, keeps scent infused night lights in her hallways

Believes in feng shui

I feel like her voice is soft like jennifer Tilly’s?

Idk what her sun sign is? Is she a sag far as daydreaming cause she does that. I KNOW she has Leo in her chart, she’s dramatic, warm, likes to be admired & appreciated. Sun sign I need help? Maybe she’s a Sagittarius sun? + Leo moon + libra rising

Has a collection of celeb gossip magazines that she keeps on a stand next to her pink velvet chair beside her bow window

I think she will be the first islander that gets pregnant tbh & it’s by an architect (the guy I mentioned/envisioned that’s been waiting on her to realize he can give her the love she needs or prove he can balance her out) or firefighter or someone “manly” she wouldn’t end up with a islander I don’t think

she has a girl & names her, “adore”

Canon: Still wants 5 kids but we’ll see how that goes & if it’ll change, it’s been a bit difficult not drinking Prosecco but she’s got a lovely baby out of it

Crushes? Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Alfred Enoch, Alex Pettyfer, Joe Cole, Gregg Sulkin, Frank Dillane, Charlie Rowe, & Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Can listen to anything that’s got a good beat. But we all know she’s a pop & folk genre lover. She listens to: Astrid S, Maty Noyes, Cher Lloyd, Bebe Rexha, Allie X, Poppy, POST MALONE, etc.

Anthem? Gabrielle Aplin — Until the sun comes up

#litg #litg2 #litg s2 #litg Chelsea #litg carl #litg headcanon #litg headcanons #litg au #50/50 like Chelsea lol #she’s sweet but there’s things that she’s done that makes me side eye her #wouldn’t keep her around my man if she’s single tbh lmao #litg3 #litg s3

[where-is-picanis-stitch]

Some Patton x Logan fluff?

Alrighty! I would have posted this sooner but no good very bad internet. I wrote this at 1 am (literally) so let’s see if it’s as good as I thought it was.

Logan hated being surprised. He hated being wrong, he hated not knowing what came next. So, naturally, when Roman suggested that he surprise Patton with a date for their anniversary, he objected. But after thinking on it for a bit, Logan realized the idea was perfect. Patton loved surprises, and since Logan was the one surprising Patton, he would actually know what the plan was.

He enlisted their friends to assist him in the endeavor. Roman was charged with finding decent decorations. Janus was called up for advice on what wine was most suitable. Virgil procured some beautiful candles of suspicious origin. Remus… well, Logan had been hesitant to enlist Remus, but they were the only one available that day to keep Patton occupied while Logan set things up.

 Then finally the big day came. Logan woke up that morning filled with confidence about the date. He went about his morning routine, giving Patton a kiss goodbye. He didn’t notice the way Patton kept asking if there was something happening today. He missed how Patton wrung his hands as Logan left the apartment.

 Logan had already taken the day off, so instead of going to work he drove over to Roman’s house to wait until Remus gave the “all clear” signal and to pick up all the stuff. They had barely loaded the car when Logan’s phone dinged with a text from Remus.

 Mustachio Green: Oi dork ive got ur hubby were going to the mall!

Mustachio Green: Tell roman im gonna buy him a skull

Whale Penis: Thank you for cooperating with the plan. Please keep Patton occupied until 5:00 pm EST.

 Logan put his phone away and looked up. Roman quirked an eyebrow at him.

 “Remus is taking him to the mall. They said to tell you that they were going to buy you a skull,” he said in response to the unasked question.

 “Where would they even- Never mind. Good luck! Are you sure you don’t want me to help set up?”

 “I’m sure,” Logan replied, fully aware that Roman would manage to procure streamers if allowed to help.

 At 4:39 pm, the apartment had been transformed into something out of a fairytale. There were soft fairy lights along the walls, a cream banner with “Happy Anniversary” written in gold on it in the living room, a vase of blue flowers on every counter, a soft blue tablecloth on a round table in the middle of the living room, and a gift in the bedroom. Logan had managed to make a veritable feast, which included his famous Crofters cookies. Now he waited.

 Patton had woken that morning filled with anticipation. It was their 5 year anniversary! They were gonna spend the day together, and it was gonna be amazing! But Logan hadn’t even acknowledged the date. He had simply gotten up, eaten, and left. Did he not remember? Did he not care? Should Patton have said something about it? He didn’t know what to think. Before he could delve too deep into the issue, the doorbell rang. Logan had come back! He remembered! But when Patton opened the door he found Remus, not Logan, standing outside. Before he could say a word, Remus had shoved their way into the apartment.

 “Hey there Padre! I was a bit bored and I know you have the day off, so how bout we go chill at the mall? Food’s on me. And by that I mean it’s on Roman. I stole his card. Anyway, come on!” And with that Remus was heading back out the door, grabbing Patton on their way.

 “Hold on for a second! I need my shoes! And my wallet! And also probably my keys,” Patton didn’t bother trying to object, knowing all too well that that wouldn’t deter Remus in the slightest.

 Several hours later found Patton with several more dresses and a lot less money. He really should stop himself from going to the mall. He sighed, setting down a bag to unlock the door. When it swung open, he thought for a moment that he had gotten the wrong door somehow. That’s when Logan stepped out of the kitchen holding a plate full of cookies. Patton’s jaw dropped.

 Logan only took a moment to notice Patton standing in the doorway.

 “You’re back! I believe this is where I say ‘surprise’,” Logan said nervously.

 “You- You didn’t forget?”

 “Of course not! Darling, how could I possibly forget our anniversary? Perhaps my acting skills are not as bad as Roman has led me to believe.”

 Patton finally walked into the apartment, still processing the turn of events.

 “Oh, just leave those there. Here, sit,” Logan pulled out a chair.

 Patton sat, eyes on the fairy lights.

 “How long did this take you?”

 “Not too long. Give me a minute to go grab the drinks,” Logan dropped a kiss on Patton’s cheek as he headed back towards the kitchen.

 Logan returned bearing some fancy wine, the name of which neither of them could pronounce, and from there, it was smooth sailing. The food was almost gone when Logan got nervous again.

 “Lo? You okay?”

 “Oh, yes, of course. I am merely nervous about whether or not you will like the gift I got you,” he adjusted his glasses.

 “Lo, you shouldn’t have! You already went to all this trouble cooking and decorating, but a gift too?”

 “It wasn’t any trouble. Would you like to see it?” Logan’s calm tone hid his anxiety well.

 “Of course! I would love to see what you got me! I wish I got you something though,” Patton’s tone turned sheepish.

 “Your presence is already enough. Come on, it’s in the bedroom.” With that, Logan pushed his chair back and headed down the hall.

 Patton followed, equal parts excitement and nerves. Logan stopped in front of the bedroom door.

 “I hope you like her,” he opened the door, leaving no time for Patton the speculate.

 The moment the door was open, a small brown blur shot past the both of them towards the living room. Both of them gave chase, with Logan yelling at it to “get back here this instant”. Patton stopped the moment he got a good look at it.

 “Is that a- is that a puppy?” his voice took on a higher pitch with each note.

 “Er- yes, a 6 week old Labrador Retriever to be exact.”

 Patton squealed. He’d never seen anything cuter in his life.

 “Hey there little one. Come see Papa,” he cooed.

 “Her name is Harriet, but there’s still plenty of time to change it, according to the breeder.”

 “Harriet? Doesn’t really suit her,” Patton paused, then turned his attention to the puppy, “I think we’ll name you after a dear friend of ours. What do you think of Princess?”

 As if on cue, the puppy clambered onto Patton’s lap.

 “What? No. We are not naming her after Roman. Absolutely not. Besides, Princess is hardly a go-“ Logan stopped, realizing the puppy, no, Princess, had looked up when he said the name.

 “She seems to like it!”

 Logan sighed, resigning himself to his fate. He sat down on the ground next to Patton and Princess, smiling at Patton’s attempts to get Princess to lie down.

“Roman’s never going to let us hear the end of it.”

 “No, he’s never gonna let you hear the end of it.”

 “….Good point.”

 -fin-

#not countdown #100 follower special #remus being remus #tw food mention #logicality #romantic logicality #constructive critism welcome #ts roman sanders #ts virgil sanders #ts patton sanders #ts logan sanders #ts janus sanders #i don't write a lot of fluff #so does this count

[bidrums]

Why you guys should definitely read Russian fairy/folktales

-Some of them just randomly end with the narrator saying “Yeah I was at their wedding and I tried drinking beer but it never went in my mouth” and sometimes with the addition of “I got a sick new robe and a horse but the horse got stolen and I though. I heard birds telling me to strip so I did and now I’m poor” and it’s great

-One of them is literally an eight-year-old leading an army, having sex with like 5 people, then totally massacring an entire kingdom

-Smart women totally saving their husbands’ asses and their husbands going “Babe ur literally the best”

-Whenever a princess is threatened into lying about who rescued them as soon as their rescuer shows up they scream “This dude saved my ass the other one threatened to kill me” and threatener always gets executed

-In one a dude didn’t know what a bear was and so he put a bridle on it and rode it home and was like “Hey Mom and Dad, look at this weird-looking horse I found!”

-Baba Yaga is just 100% done with heroes tramping through her house every week and beautiful daughters getting dumped on her doorstep and it shows

-Baba Yaga rides in a postal and mortar through the sky and generally does it screaming

-All multiple-headed dragons have multiples of three and there’s always three or four of them (three-headed, six-headed, nine-headed, twelve-headed)

-Whenever a hero comes into an antagonist’s house they’re like “I smell a Russian smell what’s up” or “Literally no Russian has come within 20 feet of this house for generations and now there’s a WHOLE-ASS RUSSIAN AT MY DOORSTEP WHAT DO YOU WANT BITCH” and it’s the greatest it’s the Russian version of “Fe fi fo fum I smell the blood of an Englishman”

-Whenever someone dies and comes back to life the first thing they say is “I had the weirdest sleep” and their rescuer is like “You would’ve stayed asleep forever if it wasn’t for me btw someone stole your fiancèe.”

-If a hero gets killed it’s not by a stabbing. They’re always cut into tiny pieces and scattered around.

-There’s this one story when a robber breaks into this chick’s house so she decapitates him, cuts him into tiny pieces, and stuff the pieces into barrels and the head into a sack. When the robber’s friends come she mimics his voice and says he’s got look and will meet up with them later as soon as he’s done searching the whole house, then gives the friends the barrels and sack. 

-Most of the stories with “[name] the fool” have foolish characters that do some pretty smart things but then there’s the ones where they’re absolute idiots and get their asses beaten

-There’s one story where a dude gets two sacks: one gives you food and the other sets two men with sticks on you that violently beat you until you tell them to get back in the sack

-There’s one about a fly in a castle that’s like “There was an old lady who swallowed a fly” but it ends much more different

-All the animal-centric fairytales are much more gruesome than the human-centric ones

Seriously, you guys should read them because they’re amazing and compelling and hardcore and they’re also a good way to learn more about the culture

#russian folktales #russian fairytales #baba yaga

[mdelpin]

Lyoke Week 2019 Prompt: Warmth AO3 | FF.Net

Stellar Performance

Summary: When Lyon learns of Gray's feelings for Natsu he decides to enlist Lucy's help to get the two stubborn mages together. Loke volunteers to act as a go-between for the two mages, but due to Fairy Tail's usual nosiness, Lyon ends up fake dating Loke instead.

Chapter 1 

Somewhere in Crocus, x-791

“Stay focused, this is a war zone!”

Lyon kept his eyes on their surroundings trying to stay ahead of the never-ending throng of dragonlings. He thought Gray would heed his warning, so he was surprised to hear him continue to speak.

“Juvia, listen for a sec. There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while now.”

"Whatever something is, I'm ready to hear it..."

“I mean it’s not that big of a deal but—”

Lyon listened on in disbelief. Could his idiotic foster brother be choosing this moment to confess his love for Juvia? It didn't make sense, Gray had said over and over he wasn't interested, so why now? Lyon hoped not, he really was enamored of the blue-haired water mage, and he'd wanted to spend some time with her in Crocus if she'd allow it.

A rustle of falling gravel caught his attention, and he saw a small group of dragonlings climb over the rubble and ignite their breath attacks, all focused on the spot where Juvia and Gray were standing.

“Juvia move!” Lyon yelled in desperation, it was too late for him to do anything himself. Gray moved and shoved Juvia out of the way, but Lyon didn’t even have time to breathe a sigh of relief as something much worse than Juvia being attacked unfolded right in front of his eyes.

A multitude of beams converged to pierce Gray's body, now occupying the space Juvia had, only seconds earlier,  Lyon could just watch as Gray collapsed to the ground with a dull thud after one last beam pierced his head.

"GRAAAAAAAAAY!" Lyon screamed in agony, suddenly not caring about the dragonlings or anything else, not now that his last remaining family member lay dead in front of him.

That's when things got decidedly strange, for suddenly, like a granted wish that he never knew he'd asked for Gray was standing in front of him once more and the same situation was playing out again. For a moment Lyon thought he'd somehow tapped into some new ability, one that let him see the future, but he could see that all of them looked disconcerted and he heard Gray utter words he hoped to never hear again.

"I died?" Gray examined his body, reassuring himself that he was still alive. Meredy reminded them where the dragonlings had come from, and this time Gray was ready, attacking them with his ice. They left the area as quickly as possible.

Lyon could tell that Gray was still shaken, but he fought on as he always did, interiorizing his feelings to analyze them later. Lyon was determined to talk to him about it before they left back to their respective guilds. The last thing Gray needed was one more thing to fester in his already overburdened soul.

The opportunity arose after the Grand Magic Ball. Lyon watched with disgust as Juvia continued to fawn over his brother, but this time Lyon was paying attention. The loss he'd been forced to witness had made him hyperaware of every little thing Gray said and did. It was the only way to really gauge how Gray was doing since he would never voice anything serious. Everything in Gray's body language screamed leave me alone, and for the first time, Lyon realized that Gray had been telling him the truth the whole time.

Lyon had expected Juvia to apologize, to realize that her constant behavior around Gray had been part of the reason for his death and to change, but she acted as if nothing had happened and that irked him. His brother had almost been taken away from them, and she was going on about being Juvia 2.0 or some other nonsense. He realized then that his feelings for her had diminished after the incident.

Gray told her off, and even then she refused to accept it, continuing to attempt to cling to him. Thankfully Natsu showed up just in time to horrify everyone with his antics. Lyon turned to say something to Gray, and that's when he noticed, even though Gray was smiling he looked troubled. He decided to ask Gray if he wanted to leave the ball.

There were no bars open, so with a mischievous look they stole a few bottles from the party and left before anyone could notice. They walked around the ruins of the city, each drinking from their own bottle, unconsciously heading towards where it had happened. They sat among the rubble and continued to drink, taking in the destruction they had been such a central part of.

“Are you okay?” Lyon asked before cursing himself. What a stupid thing to ask, of course he wasn’t okay.

Gray laughed nervously, his hand shaking as it moved to touch the spot where the final beam had pierced his head.

“What was so important you had to tell Juvia right then?” Lyon wasn’t sure Gray was drunk enough yet for him to probe but sitting in the ruins of where he’d watched Gray die was making him antsy, he’d rather be anywhere else.

Instead of answering him directly Gray seemed to be having a conversation with himself, “I died and I never even told him.”

Now Lyon was confused, who was Gray talking about? “Him?”

"Natsu," The name came out in a whisper, but Lyon still heard it and while it shocked him to learn that his brother harbored feelings for his rival it also felt oddly right.

He knew there was a lot of history between the two men, he supposed it wasn’t surprising for feelings to develop. Gray had always closed himself off from people, but from what Lyon had seen on Galuna Island and while fighting the Oracion Seis, Natsu was able to get through to his brother better than anyone else.

It begged the question, did Natsu feel the same way?

“I -- there’s still time, somehow you got a second chance, just tell him now.”

“Why would he want me?” Gray once again laughed, “I’m a mess and he’s--”

"Also a mess?" Lyon added helpfully, thinking of the Fire Dragon Slayer and his constant penchant for destruction and chaos.

"No, no," Gray's words were starting to bunch up on each other, and he waved Lyon's words away making him wonder if Gray was really that drunk or merely trying to get out of the conversation.

"Warm," Gray smiled blissfully as he said the word, his eyes almost shut, but even so Lyon had to acknowledge he hadn't seen him look so happy in years. It was a look Lyon recognized from shared evenings sipping hot cocoa with Ur when they were children, and it filled him with a longing for those simpler times.

Gray opened his eyes, his body swaying a bit,  "Don't wanna scare him, need him."

Lyon stared, he couldn’t remember the last time Gray had said so many words about how he felt in one sitting.  He must really be drunk.

Gray uttered one last phrase before collapsing in the same spot he’d died, “So tired of being cold.”

He'd passed out leaving Lyon to figure out how to get him back to his room. He was somewhat honored that Gray had confided in him, even if he'd had to be extremely drunk to do so. As he carried his brother back, he began to think about how he could help him out. If anyone deserved to be happy, it was Gray.

o-o

Front of Lamia Scale Guild - Margaret Town x-792

Natsu raced headfirst into a horde of monsters screaming “Get outta my way!” as he headbutted his way through, intent on getting his Exceed, Happy, back from Chelia.

Lyon couldn't help but chuckle at his idiocy, which he'd come to find oddly endearing. He watched as monsters flew left and right in Natsu's wake. Lyon could tell the Fire Dragon Slayer had gotten a lot stronger this last year, it was evident in the way none of the monsters were attempting to get back up. His thoughts quickly went to his foster brother and wondered with amusement what Gray would think when he saw Natsu again.

Gray had been a source of worry for him for the last few months, he'd disappeared entirely off the radar. No one seemed to know where he'd gone to and with Fairy Tail disbanded there was no easy way to keep track of its mages. Still, he'd hoped that Gray would have made a point to stay in touch every once in a while, let him know he was alright. Lyon worried about him after all.

The monsters charged ever closer to the Lamia Scale guild forcing Lyon to halt his thoughts and focus his attention on them. He got into his Ice Maker stance and was already freezing the monsters when he noticed a bright light glowing next to him. He gave a quick look to make sure that Lucy was okay and saw a man standing next to her.

He was tall, his lean body accentuated by the fitted suit he wore. He had a head of messy orange hair, and even though it was nighttime, he wore sunglasses. Lyon was intrigued as to where he'd come from but soon remembered that Lucy's magic consisted of using her keys to summon spirits from the Celestial Kingdom. This must be one of her celestial spirits, although he couldn't be sure as he had not heard her invoke any.

He continued to fight the monsters keeping his eye on how Toby and Yuka were faring, ready to lend a hand if needed. Every once in a while when there was a lull in the attacks Lyon's eyes would make their way back to the celestial spirit, he now knew to be called Leo. His magic exuded a warmth that immediately appealed to the ice mage. Leo was clearly skilled at fighting, dispensing a large number of the monsters with barely any effort. He caught Lyon's gaze and winked as he continued fighting by his master's side.

Just as quickly as the attack started it was over, they could only assume Natsu, Wendy and Chelia had defeated the mages from Orochi’s Fin that were behind it. With no enemy left to fight the mages made their way back inside the Lamia Scale guild and sat at the bar to celebrate their victory.

Lyon sat next to Lucy, there were things he wanted to discuss with her without any of the other Fairy Tail mages around.  He ignored the celestial spirit who had chosen to sit next to him, figuring since he was contracted to Lucy anything Lyon said to her should be held in confidence.

“Have you heard from Gray?” Lyon came straight to the point, it had been months since he’d heard from his brother and he thought if anyone knew where he might be it would be one of his teammates.

He could see he was wrong the moment he saw Lucy’s face become serious.

“I tried to keep track of everyone, but I lost Gray some months ago,” Lucy looked down at the table, “I’m sorry.”

Lyon shrugged into his drink, “No need, I lost track of him too. I don’t know why I’m surprised, after everything that happened at Tartaros I can imagine none of you was too keen on company.”

“I’m just worried about him you know, that was a lot to deal with,” Lyon sipped his drink slowly pondering how to bring up what he wanted to know,  “At least Natsu looks well.”

Lucy’s lips curled into a sad smile, “He does, but I can tell he still hasn’t worked through anything. Those two, huh?”

They clinked mugs in a silent toast to their friends. After a few minutes spent coming up with ruses Lyon decided this was one case where honesty would work better. “Can I ask you something?”

Lucy smiled at him, intrigued. She knew Lyon wasn’t much of a talker. “Of course.”

“You and Natsu, are you together?”

Lucy, who had been mid drink, spit out the contents of her mouth all over Lyon. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

Leo began to laugh. “Are you interested in her or him?”

“Sorry?” Lyon turned his attention towards Leo as he looked around for something to wipe his face.

Leo removed a handkerchief from his suit pocket and smiled as the flustered Lyon cleaned himself off. “The name is Loke by the way.”

“Thanks, “ Lyon gestured at the handkerchief, “I’ll get it cleaned for you.” He stretched out his hand towards the celestial spirit and introduced himself, “I’m Lyon.”

Loke shook his hand firmly, “Ah, so you’re Gray’s foster brother, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

"As for my earlier question, I find humans tend to dance around the questions they really want to ask. I was just trying to save you both some time."

"Uhm, Natsu I guess," Loke was looking at him appraisingly, and Lyon was not prepared for the sharpness of his gaze. He realized that his words could be misinterpreted, "Oh not for me, for a friend."

"A friend, you say?" The gleam in Loke's eyes made no effort to hide that he didn't believe Lyon's words, but his smile was amused like he was sharing a joke only he and Lyon understood.

"Leave him alone, Loke," Lucy chastised her spirit, Loke was a flirt, and she'd seen the way he was looking at Lyon.

"No, Lyon. Natsu and I are not together," Lucy's smile was a bit sad around the edges, but Lyon couldn't detect any animosity. "The truth is Natsu's heart has belonged to someone for a very long time, I never really had a chance."

“Oh, so there is someone," Lyon was disappointed, he'd hoped he could help Gray, but if Natsu were already involved with someone else, he would have to respect it. "Does Gray know?"

At this point, both Lucy and Loke began to laugh together.

“What’s so funny?”

“No, Gray doesn’t know,” Loke took the initiative, talking although Lucy was smacking his arm yelling at him to be quiet.

“I will close your gate!”

“Actually, Princess I came here on my own power so you can’t. Besides, if he knows something then maybe Natsu could get what he’s always wanted. He’s your friend, don’t you want to help him out?”

Lucy became quiet and looked around nervously, probably worried Natsu would return soon.

"Is Gray the friend you're referring to?" Loke once again got straight to the point, and Lyon found that he really liked that about the spirit. He found himself nodding in agreement before he realized he'd just betrayed his brother's drunken confidence.

"Excellent!" Loke grinned, "I've known your brother for years, but I could never get him to admit to anything."

“Wait, you’re saying that Gray likes him back?” Lucy squealed, all vestiges of her earlier nervousness gone. “That’s wonderful!”

“Not so loud,” Lyon hissed, “I’m not supposed to know.”

He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to their conversation.

“Are you sure about Natsu?” Lyon pressed Lucy.

"Y-yeah," To Lyon's surprise, Lucy's face had turned beet red at his question. Loke was laughing at her with uncontrollable mirth, and the sound made Lyon smile despite his confusion.

"She caught him jer--" Loke attempted to explain, but Lucy began to punch his chest repeatedly.

“Shut up! You promised you’d never tell anyone about that!”

“She’s sure,” Loke grinned, once again winking at Lyon.

“Oh,” Lyon blushed as well, although he wasn’t sure whether it was because of the implication that Natsu touched himself to thoughts of his brother or Loke’s wink beginning to affect him. He decided to go with the former, it was more comfortable than thinking he might be interested in a man. Not even a man, a celestial spirit.

He shook his head trying to clear all thoughts other than figuring out how to get Natsu and Gray together out of his mind. “So, now that we know, what do we do?”

“I think it’s obvious, we try to get them together,” Loke looked over to his master, awaiting her approval.

“I think it’s a bad idea, they’re both really private... but if we can somehow get them together,” Lucy mused, chewing on a lock of her hair, “Maybe they can help each other get through Tartaros.”

Lyon nodded in agreement, “But how do we go about it, if I start spending time with Lucy won’t it seem a bit strange? No offense.”

"You're right, so I can be the go-between. I can come and go as I please as long as Lucy doesn't need me," Loke shrugged, "Besides, it's about time those two idiots got their act together, and...I'm not averse to seeing more of you."

Lyon wasn't sure what to make of that last comment, so he just ignored it, telling himself Loke was just friendly. He kind of wished that they'd come up with another solution, Loke unsettled him, but he could put up with it for Gray's sake.

"Once we find Gray and get everyone back we'll come up with a plan," Lucy's excitement was contagious, and all three of them clinked mugs.

Talk moved on to other things, and by the time Natsu arrived with the girls they were all laughing like old friends.

@fuckyeahlyoke

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[ask-svt-hearteu]

Woozi’s takeover of ask-svt-hearteu

Woozi: Hello carats! Today is my birthday and I’m here all day to answer questions you have for me. Please show me lots of love and thank you all for supporting me and Seventeen! I love you guys! Saranghae!!!

Mini Masterlist of all Woozi Day asks:

Happy birthday Woozi!!!! How does it feel to be the center of attention?

Jihoonie~ can you be my lil brother? Cuz I don't have one and I think you are the perfect candidate

Jihoon, how do I put this in words ahh. Dont be offended jun but you were my first bias but woozi bias wrecked me too much and now he took that place

Woozi if it's okay with you can I give you a birthday kiss?     

Woozi is 28 feet tall and everyone can fight me on that.

Jihoon. Woozi. My baby. My love. I just want you to know that you are amazingly talented. You are an awesome dancer, beautiful singer, and genius producer

happy birthday, woozi!! make sure to get enough rest and don’t straing yourself composing masterpieces!

You are actually the sweetest thing alive. You know that, don’t you Jihoonie?

jihoonieeee why the mullet tho

jihoon-oppa~~~ Will you marry me?

AAAAAAH ITS MY BBYS BIRTHDAY WOOOO um i just wanna say he's an actual angel and like I love him

Okay first thing's first.  Happy birthday Woozi if the boys don't pamper you I'll fight them

Woozi!! Happy Birthday to one of my favorite producers in music!!!! I want to thank you because you are one of the biggest reasons why seventeen made it so far.

Lee jihoon  Jihoonie  Woozi  Vobo  You handsome cutie pie of a manlyman I love you so so much  I know that you are my bias and the owner of my heart since the second I laid my eyes on you

Oppa, is it okay if I pat your head as a birthday good luck charm? I mean, we are the same height ,might as well..

Woozi is out here being the best human in existence... Mingyu is my main man, but Woozi is creating lanes I didn't even know existed. Battle of the boys has begun... 

Aw Hoonie the members stole all ur food come over I'll cook just for u

Happy birthday, Jihoon!! I hope you have an amazing day full of joy and happiness! You are such an amazing composer and performer, Carats are so proud of you and we all love you!!

HOW DID I FORGET MY BIAS' BDAY I FEEL SO GUILTY PLEASE FORGIVE ME MY BEAUTIFUL LIL FAIRY :"( Happy birthday :')

Wooziiiii the other anon wanted you to be her lil brother, but I just want to call you oppa. Is that okay?  

Woozi I saw that interaction with chanyeol at the award show, you 2 just melted my heart when you guys are together      

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIHOOONN!!!!!! U KEWLLL!!! LUV YAA!!!! AHHHHHHHH UR GETTING OLDERRRR - <3“Happy Birthday Jihoon-hyung! I hope you had an amazing day! Ily. 💞“ “ WOOZI I LOVE YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️💞💞💞💜💜💜💛💛💛💛” “ HAPPY BIRTHDAY WOOZI! All the birthday kisses to you 😘❤️  “ 

'Jihoonie'. That is the cutest name I've ever heard someone call Woozi. I love it. I'm going to use that now. Thank you.    

Happy birthday Jihoonie! Let's eat lots of cake and listen to good music! *kisses cheek* I hope you have a great day 내사랑💜  

WOOZIII HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! You know I kind of wanted to do a gifset or edit for you but I'm not talented at all xD...      

My body pillow is the same size as you Woozi so I like to cuddle up to it at night and pretend it's you 😳   

Woozi!! Are you getting enough sleep? Is it true you sleep in a strange position?

My daughter (5) is a huge fan of you Woozi and wants to tell you happy birthday.

I love you WOOZI!!! Happy birthday!!!! *Sings happy birthday agressively with strep throat*

Woozi-oppa, do you like it better when fans call you cute, sexy or handsome? (coz for me you're all)

HAPPY BDAY WOOZI !! ILYYYY thank u for producing such amazing songs ! and working so so hard. ♡♡

I could talk about Jihoon for fucking hours but like none of my friends care so I have a notebook where i scribble down everything svt related

I just wanted to stop by and tell you that you make my heart flutter every time I see you

Hey woozi what is you and dk relationship in the very beginning vs now

I hope the members spoiled you, if they didn't it they can fight me because you deserve the world

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Zila Umbra (Fairy Tail)

 (Kat)

I'm not sure if I've reviewed this before, but I don't think I have. Let's begin.

I was asked to delete the art by the artist, so I have. It was very well done, though.

i haven’t written her complete background yet but i have it written in my minD

This is off to a rocky start...

I’m curious about the issue with putting the ideas down on the profile, but I’m not here to nitpick.

Hello, yes, this is my blog, where I nitpick things. Enjoy your stay!

sOOSOoo her name is Zila Umbra and shes a lil bae and im still kinda n the process of designing her character so yee

Don't describe your OC as a 'bae' or I will kill you violently.

Also, 'bae' means 'poop' in Danish...

ok so when she was younger she found out that she could talk to the dead,

Okay, no. We haven't seen any ghosts in Fairy Tail other than Mavis, but she's only there because of her residual magic and the guild seal that acts as an extension. This is not Supernatural, contrary to the gif I just used.

and it completely paranoid her and her parents.

That's kind of mild....?

Just paranoid?

Her parents where completely religion based and basically thought she was the spawn of satan or something

The only church I can think of in Fairy Tail is the Church of Zentopia, and that was a filler arc. So please explain why her parents are Fairy Tail puritans.

and sent her off to a mental hospital that completely isolated her from others besides her ghosts

And they didn't just say 'Oh, that's your magic'? No, they just jumped to "SATAN!"

and thats really not something a little girl should have to deal with sOOOO she made friends with one specific ghost who actually turned out to be her mentor in magic.

That's... convenient.

She taught her that the reason she hears all the ghosts and voices is because of the eye she was born with is basically the sorce of most her magical energy so she started covering it up and her everlasting headache went away.

...No. Just no. That is not a thing. WHEN DID THE HEADACHE THING COME IN? Body parts are never magic in Fairy Tail, other than Erza's artificial eye. 

She was also taught that if she wore sage it would ward off bad spirits, so she put some sage in a small vile and put that on necklace and put the necklace around her neck and she wears it to this day uwu.

THIS IS NOT SUPERNATURAL.

she still could talk to ghosts and stuff though.

Oh yes, all benefits and no cons. She can still use her magic usually even though she covered up her eye?

Her mentor ( her name is darcy) taught her all the basics of magic and such as she lived in her little cell.

This is too dark for Fairy Tail.

Darcy though specialized in shadow magic, so she passed it on to zila (along with some knowlege on spells that let you use ghosts as your allies and stuff).

This is not okay. 

once zila had been taught all she could darcy taught her how escape and about a guild called fairy tail she could go to for help

Why wasn't she like 'Go to a soup kitchen' or a homeless shelter, but nooo, let's go to a MAGIC GUILD.

Also, Darcy is a ghost. Of course she's an expert at escaping. She can WALK THROUGH WALLS.

Zila made it out succsesfully after 3 years of being isolated ( and thus began her fear of being alone uwu)

i don't think she'd be able to function properly in society after being isolated for three freaking years.

once she made it to the guild she was let in and made friends quickly ( which really suprised her because she haddnt interacted with real people in like forever eheh)

Like I said, she wouldn't be able to function properly. She'd be quiet and reserved.

This is so improbable I CANNOT EVEN.

out of the children in the group

She is a CHILD WHO WAS IN ASYLUM FOR THREE YEARS WITH NOBODY BUT GHOSTS. ERZA WAS TRAUMATIZED WHEN SHE JOINED THE GUILD AFTER THE TOWER OF HEAVEN DEBACLE. SHE HAD TROUBLE MAKING FRIENDS. SHE TOOK A VERY LONG TIME TO ADJUST. THAT'S JUST BEING HUMAN. THIS GIRL IS DEFYING LOGIC. BEING ALONE FOR SO LONG WOULD HAVE A SUBSTANTIAL IMPACT ON HER PSYCHE. 

and was usually the peace maker between gray and natsu bUT ITS ONLY BECUASE SHE LOVES THem,

She literally just stole Erza's job.

once erza came she was always trying to talk to her and make sure she wasnt sad because she felt sorry for her and knew that if she was going to be alone that it would be sad

It feels like this OC is ripping of Erza's struggle. 

anddddddd yeAH THATS A WHOLE NOTHER STORY BUT THEYRE BASICALLY BEST BUDS KINDA ANd they go on jobs together a lot ( like i imagine her being with erza when they came into the story line )

If she's S Class, I will scream.

shes such a little sweatheart too.

I am suffering.

Vehemently. 

She hums when she fights easy battles 

That... makes her sound insane. Nobody does that in Fairy Tail.

and will only cry if someone tells her its okay  

That is not good for your mental health.

Personality wise shes veRY VERY VERY VERY LOYAL AND PROTECTIVE OF HER FRIENDS

Oh gee, I didn't see this cliché coming.

LIke if she let a friend get hurt when she couldve prevented it she would be so dispointed.

Of freaking course.

Like every OC ever.

She DOSENT like seeing a people she cares about in pain

Nobody does, sweetheart.

so she’ll do her best to prevent it like rub natsus back while they’re on a train or in a car or somethin u kno.

Not even Lucy does that. Nobody wants him to puke on them. 

Shes pretty caring and forgiving unless you break a promise or betray the guild or somethin, but shes not overly forgiving of people who used to be bad and are now good unless shes had time to understand them and stuff idk. ALSO PLS DONT TrY TO HURT JUST HER FRIENDS IN FRONT OF HER BECAUSE SHES GOING TO tRY AND KILL U NO MERCy.

Wow, I so haven't seen that before in my three years of reviewing OCs.

ALSO she’ll straight up be like “I love you” if she loves you bUT JUST AS A FRIEND OK if she loves u romantically shes gonna hide it a bunch or iF SHE FInds out that you like her shes gonna blush all the time around you

Please no.

You know, for someone who was stuck in an asylum, alone, for three years, she sure acts like a normal teenage girl.

and just omg i love her.

You don't put that on an OCs profile.

You just don't.

She’s also pretty comfortable around people she knows so like if she’s on a train or somethin she will use grays shoulder as a pillow because iTS COLD AND SHES TIRED AND NOBODY CARES BECause it’s her and it’s completely normal for her.

Juvia would mind. Juvia would mind a lot. And so would Gray, to be honest. 

OveRALL SHES NICE AND FRIENDly and shes a pretty strong fighter and stuff and shes calm and optimistic and encouraging even though when shes fighting shes scaRY

There are no flaws anywhere.

a babe ok shes just a babe 

The more you say that, the more I want to kill her.

negative characteristic wise shes really paranoid still due to all the ghosts and shit,

Wouldn't she be used to that? Also, can't she keep away the bad ghosts?

SHE HAS THAT BIG FEAR OF BEING ALONE LIke she will stay by whoever shes with and usually they make sure they stay by her too because they kNOW SHES SCARED AS FRICK OF BEING ALONe.

The creator is trying to make a flaw. But these will not effect the OC in critical moments. 

but if shes confined in a place and has no idea if people are near her or not shes rEALLY SCARED EVEN THOUGH SHES A TOUGH MOMMA SHES SCAREd.

You are running in circles here. What is her weakness? The situation you provided would scare anyone! 

shes forgetfull but wont ever forget things really important eheh,

Yay, another weakness that isn't a weakness. 

I do this all the time. Many people do. You aren't a special snowflake.

she can get really anxious and worried for others, and when you upset her in a fight she might get upset and start being reckless but yOU REALLY GOTTA TUG ON THOSE HEART STRINGS (unless ur like ’ ima kill ur bud’ then its really easy for her to go cray on you, but usually

Okay, no. That is literally Natsu. This person is ripping other characters off.

Also, that was a run on sentence. It stars at "She's forgetful" and ends at "when that happens uwu." USE PUNCTUATION.

if the person being threatened is with her they’ll calm her down and she’ll be able to fight in a less reckless way), but once you do she goes a little insane and is more powerfull but gets hurt eaiser and dosent even care just as long as she fucks the other person up aND SHELL TELL EM TOO idk shes really violent/crazy/scary/blood-thirsty when that happens uwu.

What happened to "She's such a lovable sweetheart?"

Shes super ’ no mercy’ in fights too, mainly because thats what darcy taught her,

Was Darcy evil? Because in Fairy Tail, mercy is a virtue. Lucy would hate her if she showed no mercy. Even Natsu shows mercy, though he goes kind of ballistic if someone threatens his friends (especially Lucy). How did she get in if she shows no mercy? How did she even make friends?

and because she has no trust in the enemy to not hurt her after shes won. 

That doesn't justify that.

She has a bad sense of humor too ok shes a cutie

OH YES, SHE'S STILL A CUTIE.

Zila also has a little ghost friend named Boo ( it’s cliche but idec) who wears a bow with a spell that let’s other people see her on it.

Is Boo more powerful than Mavis now? Because Mavis's residual energy let the members of the guild with a mark see her, but that was the only reason. Nobody else could. But apparently, Boo is so powerful everyone can see her. 

Boo would have to be god-like in terms of power.

I call nonsense on that.

Boo is only with Zila when theyre ina care-free environment but Boo can’t talk and can only use facial expressions. Boo is bae too

If you call something 'bae' one more time, I am going to lose it.

Also, what sense does that make?

None.

(also heres what her eyes look like without her eye patch uwu)

That is such a generic thing to do with an OC.

Literally, just no.

Overall, this OC was terrible. She had no flaws, no weaknesses, and her ghost friend had god-like powers. I cannot even. I'll see you guys later.

~Kat

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[theresia]

when i first technically started my reread back in january i typed up summaries of each chapter as i went, making note of things i thought were particularly interesting.  gonna put them here under a cut and honestly probably continue takin notes, as it rlly helps to have something to go back and reread exactly what happened when LOL

BERSERK

CHAPTER BY CHAPTER NOTES

“1″: BEGIN BLACK SWORDSMAN

Guts is fucking a demon lady.  Demon lady moves to kill, but Guts blows her head off.  

The men of Koka Castle are harassing Puck, who’s tied up.  They’re throwing knives at him in a bar.  All the bar people are put off, but do nothing, because “nobody can touch the men of Koka Castle”

Guts thinks that’s BS and shoots them all up w his arrows.  He tells the lackies to tell the Koka Castle dude that the “Black Swordsman has come”.  He then proceeds to cut ppl the fuck up w Dragonslayer

HEAP OF RAW IRON STATEMENT 1

Puck follows Guts out, kinda peeved that Guts didn’t help him more.  Guts slaps him away, as per usual Guts

Guts is taken captive by a bunch of guards and is cut up in a dungeon for a lil while.  (He doesn’t make a sound.)  The Lord Mayor pauses the whipping.  He tells Guts that because he murdered the men the town will probably be fucking demolished.  “You have no idea how horrible the leader of those men is … no one can kill him… at least, not anyone human.”  Guts is like “ya so thats why u made a deal w him right?  thats why ur feeding him wagons of women and children?”  The Lord Mayor is like fuck u and has the big guy continue torturing him.

The Snakey Dude is informed of Guts.  He gets kinda excited

The Lord Mayor goes to beg forgiveness from the Snakey Dude.  It does Not go well.

Cut to Guts unable to move in the dungeon.  THERE’S DEMON FETUS!  Guts is freaked the fuck out and fetus cries and squiggles away.  Now it’s Puck’s turn.  He’s got the keys.  Guts has is usual rant about not wanting to be touched, but Puck convinces him and uses his fairy dust to heal Guts.

Fairies have a strong sense of duty and a lot of powers.  They can sense emotional energies.

Puck asks about Guts’s brand, which he does not take kindly to.  Guts is chill about being imprisoned tho - he’s ok with the castle dudes coming to kill him burning down the whole town.  He’s gonna kill Snakey Dude and as long as he does, that’s all he cares about.

Puck is rlly upset by Guts’s weaklings-should-die-perspective n leaves Guts in the cellar.  Guts self harms? He scratches his arm? And then his brand lets him know demons are on the way.  He freakily licks the blood off his own fingers.

Rampage of the Snakey Dude time!  He’s drinking blood straight from the child!  Guts pops out from under a pile of bodies and starts shootin up the swarm.

“To think that a mere mortal can oppose us isn’t anything but folly!!”

Guts gets bodyslammed by Snakey Dude’s tail.  Realistically Guts would die here

Guts blasts Snakey Dude’s head off and cleaves him in half.  Snakey Dude doesn’t know where the Godhand is so Guts leaves him to burn.

Puck watches Guts walk away through the burning city.

“2″

Puck finds Guts again with the help of a white bird.  Puck says he wants to join Guts on his journey because all the monsters and shit are interesting, but Guts has another one of his “weaklings should die” tangents.  Guts leaves Puck in the dust.

It’s raining and Guts is walking down the road.  That Old Guy and his Daughter roll up in their carriage and invite him aboard. He tells them its a bad idea but they’re like “We’ve got God so we’ll be ok” so he’s like “fine w/e”.  Puck is there

They talk about Guts’s sword and shit.  “I use it for my cooking” Guts says.

Talk about mercenaries and living by the sword.  Old Guy finds it distasteful and talks about his dead nephew.  Guts thinks that even though he’s dead, he died doing what he wanted, so he was probably happy.

Guts goes to sleep.  He has a dream about running through a corridor with high walls… the ground is watery… he’s being chased.  He’s balls nude.  He steps on a spike and empales his foot - and a huge Fetus child looms over him. He screams.

He awakes.  An incubus is giving him bad dreams and feeding off his energy.

His brand alerts him to the fact that there are definitely shittons of demons all over the fucking place.  The skeleton guys.  Colette gets stabbed bcause she cares for horses too much

While Guts is busy fucking up a bunch of skeletons, Colette’s body is possessed and she beheads her dad.  Guts is shocked by this young girl…’s body.  She stabs Guts.  Guts plays baseball with her torso.

Puck is very upset and cries while Guts fights the skellies until dawn.

They look at Colette’s body.  Puck tells Guts it’s not his fault, and Guts busts a gut.  Cue Guts being a dick

Voices start to speak to them… claiming ownership of Guts and his body… and his heart.  Guts shoots the air.

“This is the world Guts lives in…” Puck remarks to himself… and follows Guts.

“3″

opens with the beheading of a lady.  The Lord Mayor is trying to appease Slug Guy.  

Guts PICKS UP THE HEAD and looks at it wtf Guts??  The brother of the lady beheaded cries and makes a scene while guards harass him.  A guard asks Guts for the head and Guts spits in his face.  Guts throws the head at Slug Guy and he catches it.  The severed head has a brand on it.

Slug Guy takes this as a declaration of war and crushes the head. Guts wanders off but is pursued by soldiers who say some shit about heretics.  Guts slices n dices when they make a move at him.

Puck shows up again to help Guts out.  Just after, Lord Zondark threatens to bust up Guts’s sword with his war hammer but Guts has soo been through this shit before.  He busts Zondark’s helmet off, leaving his face pierced with all kinds of shrapnel.  Guts presses his face into the ground by stepping on his head. He kicks him in the face and wanders off, leaving the mutilated Zondark to cry “kill him!  Kill him!”

Guts follows the Ugly Old Guy into his cellar of wonders.  When the old guy asks him questions, Guts shoves him to the ground.  Guts asks the questions.  It comes to light that the nasty old man is missing a leg and like half his face…because apparently mr Sluggo ate them…  and also Old Man has a behelit in his cellar!

“4″

Guts starts to choke out the old fucker, but he’s like “it’s not my behelit!  I stole it from the count!”

The ugly fuck’s name is VARGAS.  He explains how the Count used to just be a rude fucker, but ever since he got the behelit 7 years ago he’s downright nasty - his inquisition of heretics is just an excuse to gather up more bodies to torture and fuck and eat.  he ate Vargas’s wife and sons, and also half his face.  Vargas took a drug to fake his own death and slipped out of the castle with the behelit.  

Guts explains what a behelit is!  “a key that opens a portal to another world that overlaps with their own… it summons demons from that world that have been manipulating the dark side of human history since ancient times.  The Godhand.”

Back to Lord Zondark, who’s losin his mind with his fucked up face.  Sluggo comes in and tells everyone to get lost and leave Zondark (who’s bashing his head against a pillar) and he alone.

Sluggo tongues his Daemon into Zondark.  Sluggo tells Zondark that it’s time for him to enact his revenge..

Cut to Puck who’s studying Vargas’s behelit.  Guts berates Puck for calling it art and tells him that it’s a living tool, but he doesn’t know how it works.

Guts asks where Sluggo got the behelit - apparently from travelling merchants years back who knew nothing about it themselves, but thought it came from the east.

Vargas tells Guts to take a secret entrance into the castle and avenge him, but he makes the mistake of touching Guts, which Guts SHITS over.  He says he looks like a monster etc etc, Puck gets mad - but Vargas says as long as Guts kills Count Sluggo, he doesn’t care.

Just then, Zondark busts in!!  Guts gets busted up too.  Guts immediately understands that he’s not human anymore.  He slices one of Zondark’s arms off… but it immediately starts to regrow.  Zondark starts to whip his axe around so fast it can’t be seen… but Guts still manages to block every blow.  Guts moves to strike and cuts off Zondark’s OTHER arm, and a large part of his head.

Sluggo’s Daemon crawls out of the skull hole.  He gives a little speech about how great Guts is, but he’s only mortal, so he’s fucked.  Then Slugdark gets crushed by rubble anyway.  Guts, Puck, and Vargas escape.  Guts demands the behelit and then just, leaves.

Puck feels bad and tells Vargas that it’s important to keep living.  He tells him that living for the future is more important than trying to avenge the past.

Puck leaves, and then an eely arm slithers out of some water and grabs Vargas.  Eyes in the darkness.

Puck is mad at Guts for being mean, as always.  Guts says allying with the maggoty creep would just lead to his own demise.  Same w Puck.

There’s word that there’s going to be another execution as a warning.  Puck flies off.  Guts thinks on how Vargas talked about how Sluggo took his eye… took his wife and sons… how he was nothing but a prisoner of fear.  Guts gets so emo he punches some bricks out of a wall.

Vargas is going to be executed.  Sluggo figures that Guts has the behelit.  Puck is trying to figure out how to stop the execution.  He sees Guts and gets excited!!  But Guts only came to watch him die.

They have a long dialogue about Guts and his motivations and why he’s such a horrible asshole.  Puck thinks Guts is actually just afraid, afraid of admitting he’s fighting a losing fight too, that he came for a better reason.  Guts threatens him and he flies off.

Guts questions whether or not he should feel compassion.

Puck tries to interrupt the execution himself.  He fails.  Vargas makes a call for the Black Swordsman to kill Sluggo and hold up his head before them all.  Vargas is beheaded.

Guts slips away, making sick sounds.  He sees… fetus child.  With Vargas’s “face”.  He is, of course, freaked the fuck out.  He thinks on Vargas’s dying words.

Sluggo is thinking on Guts’s absence.

Some dudes are out in the night tossing Vargas’s body on the corpse pile.  Guts shows up and kills both of them, telling Vargas’s lifeless head that he won’t fail like he did.

Being out at night at a corpse pile of those executed isn’t a good idea, as Guts learns.  He gets possessed by an angry spirit, because of course.  However, he steels himself and falls to the ground.  He refuses to have anything in common with deadass spirits, even revenge.  He’s gonna kill the Count Sluggo with his very own flesh and blood.

“5″

Puck is being held captive by Sluggo.  He’s crying about Vargas - he feels guilty that he couldn’t save him.  He imagines his fate where he’ll be put in a cake.  

Puck is presented to a mysterious pretty girl.  She’s Sluggo’s kid!  Puck is a gift to her, Theresia.  Sluggo tries to touch Theresia and she shudders and shrieks. Sluggo is very put off and in a horrible mood after his own kid recoils from him.

Slugdark slithers up to Guts.  He is back and more slug than ever.  Guts remarks on his beauty.  He pumps Slugdark full of arrows.  Slugdark whips his arms around a lot but Guts dodges.  Guts moves to strike and cuts Slugdark up.  He thinks he’s won - but Slugdark’s tendrils come back with a vengeance.  Slugdark makes some comment about how Guts can’t kill him unless he cuts off his head - and in the very next move, the head has been severed.

The half-head clings to Dragonslayer, trendril-ing its way up it towards Guts, attempting to feed off of him.  Guts flattens it between a brick wall and Dragonslayer.

The dying head whispers that the remainder, Sluggo, is waiting for Guts upstairs.  Guts is weak and weary from bloodloss - but he pledges to trudge on until he kills Sluggo.

Back to Puck and Theresia in the castle.  Theresia tells puck that she knows what it’s like to be caged and that Puck can come out.  She tells Puck how her mother died when she was but a baby, but that her father, Sluggo, told her it was a group of heretics that did it, sacrificing her alive.  She says that Sluggo may have been a tough ruler, but he was loved by all, even as a father… but then he got worse and started hunting down heretics like nothing else mattered - and now nothing else does matter, because it’s like he enjoys hurting people.  It’s like he’s not even a person.

Cut to Guts who has snuck into the castle.  The Lord Mayor is there with a ton of men who warn him that he’ll be killed if he moves any farther.  Guts tells them simply:  Move.

They try to shoot Guts up but he blocks with Dragonslayer.  They try to stop him and he cleaves em to bits.  Even Gerico, who’s supposed to be tougher than Zondark, gets DEAD.  Guts busts him right through a stone pillar.  Guts is left alone with the Lord Mayor.

Cut to Puck and Theresia, who are totally buddies now.  She asks Puck what it’s like to fly.  Puck can’t tell her because it’s a normal thing for him, nothing special. Theresia has apparently been locked up in that high room for seven years - Sluggo never lets her leave.  

There’s a commotion outside and Puck figures it’s Guts.  He tells Theresia he’s gotta go, she has a mini break down, and then regains her composure.  Puck says he’ll be back, and that next time, he’ll take her with!

Guts is in Sluggo’s chamber.  He approaches - and Sluggo’s actual body erupts from the ground.  He’s huge.

Puck doesn’t even know where Sluggo’s headquarters are, but finds out when rubble erupts away from a wall, revealing lots of Sluggo skin.  The simple act of becoming his true self is so powerful that the castle starts to crumble, allowing Theresia to slip outside her room.

Sluggo is fucking massive.  He’s doing all he can to crush Guts, but instead crushes the Lord Mayor, allowing Guts to get a hit off on him. He cuts off some eye stalks.

However, it’s a surface wound.  Sluggo goes on a mortality rant.  He grabs Guts and whips him around, hard enough to shatter stone.

When the chapter ends, Guts is like…. legit dead.

“6″

Chapter opens with Guts KO’d with Sluggo looming over him and Puck a ways off, shocked.  Puck swoops in and calls for Guts to get up, but Guts is OUT.

Sluggo mocks Guts for being a weak human, and Puck calls him out on the grounds that Sluggo himself was once a weak human, and that he’s just become a monster now to escape his own pain. Rats Theresia out.  A behelit falls on Puck’s head and he dashes off with it, to Sluggo’s great upsetness.  Sluggo takes Puck out with a rock, but before he can totally crush him, Theresia shows up.

Theresia is DISGUSTED by Sluggo.  She shrieks and cries and runs.  Sluggo also cries.  He is Very Upset.  His sadness is converted to anger almost immediately.  He’s gonna murder the fuck out of Puck.  

If not for Guts being somehow alive enough to combat Sluggo, Puck WOULD be dead!  But Guts is in fact still kicking.

Guts charges towards Sluggo, and Puck tells him not to be reckless and die, but Guts just smiles.

Guts takes more hits without death, somehow.  Before Sluggo can land a finishing blow, Guts grabs Theresia and shields himself with her.  He uses the momentary distraction to take a second to blast half of Sluggo’s face off.  His hand gets broken somehow?  So he just.  Wields Dragonslayer in his mouth.  Totally possible.  He beheads Sluggo like this.

Guts starts to cut up the severed head with a knife while Theresia watches.  

Theresia cries for Guts to stop.  Puck cries for Guts to stop.  Guts threatens Puck’s life if he tries to interfere.  He continues to mutilate Sluggo’s head as they watch, noting how he just won’t die.  Guts keeps going until he breaks the knife and Guts falls to the ground, spent.  

He sits himself up and laughs for a long while.

Sluggo’s bleeding out and pleas to not die… trigger the Behelit.  The group is sent to the hell-stairs dimension and the Godhand is there.

"7″

A vortex has opened over the castle in this town.  The Godhand is present.  Femto is jacked.

Guts is instantly triggered.  Femto mind-throws him to the ground.

Femto says some shit about Guts being pathetic.  He begins to turn away and Guts practically begs for his attention… but Femto does not spare it.  

The Godhand turns to Sluggo’s mutilated head.  He begs them to take Guts’s life in exchange for his own.  They tell him they can’t, because his desire is lacking any actual hatred for Guts.  He’s only afraid of death.  

Even though Guts has killed tons of apostles, it’s inconsequential to the Godhand.  They don’t give a shit about Guts.

Guts thinks this is just hilarious.  He gets up despite all his wounds (impressive to the Godhand) and has a go at Femto, who again says he’s nothing but a “squirming sacrificial offering”.

Guts can’t even get close to Femto.  The pain associated with his brand is way too strong, and he keels back over… but not before he swings his great sword.  Femto throws him across the room.  When Guts hits the wall, the rock crumbles.  Everyone assumes he’s dead.

However, the Godhand still won’t use Guts as Sluggo’s offering, because he’s already been offered, and Sluggo has no real ties to Guts.  Offerings must be someone very important.  Femto points to Theresia.

The Godhand exposes that Sluggo actually sacrificed his wife after discovering her in a Pagan orgy fucking a goat-headed god… after killing all of the people at the orgy.  He couldn’t kill his wife, however.  But he could sacrifice her when his despair activated the behelit.

POINT - those sacrificed… unable to take their lives by one’s own hand… the ones loved and hated the most… so that one can bury their fragile human heart.

The Godhand threatens to brand Theresia… and Guts asks Puck for him to heal his right arm.

"8″

opens with GRIFFTH pulling Guts out of a pile of bodies……

“Martyrdom for a merciless god.  What a waste.”

Griffith is giving Guts one of his token existential speeches.  Guts is like “… …”

Griffith tells Guts that he’s the first person he’s ever spoken to like this.  Guts thinks he’s beautiful.

Snap back to reality.  The Godhand is demanding Sluggo’s answer.  Guts continues to beckon Puck, who is torn.

The Godhand reminds Sluggo that even if he dies, he won’t rest in peace.  He’ll go straight to hell to disappear into the sea of other souls that get caught up with demonkind.

holy FUCK CONFIRMED that if Guts dies he goes to hell.  Puck looks at Guts and Guts is fearful of this realization.

The Godhand tells Sluggo that only two paths remain- hell or sacrifice.

Sluggo takes too long.  The dead and damned come for him… and Vargas is there to personally drag him down to hell.

Theresia cries and reaches out for her father, but it is in vain.  The dead grab at Guts, too.  Femto looks and turns away from him.  Guts manages to shoot his cannon arm at him.  Femto explodes the ball before it can reach him.  Guts watches as the Godhand departs.

Puck tries to go to Theresia, but she shrieks and cries.  Sluggo’s mutilated body is before her.  She wants to go back to her room.  She wishes she were dead.

Guts tells her to kill herself.

Puck slaps him.  Guts continues on, telling her that she’d probably go to heaven anyway, though both her parents are in hell.

Theresia considers slitting her wrist, but stone crumbles away beneath her before she can.  Guts offers his sword for her to grasp, and she does.  Her hands bleed.  Guts flings her back to safe ground.

Guts is emotionally impacted by his own actions.

Puck goes to heal Theresia’s wounds, but Theresia whips around to face Guts.  She projects all of her recent misfortune onto him.  She swears that one day, she will kill Guts.  Guts tells her he’s ready whenever she is and walks away… but really, he’s CRYING.  Iconic pepe look.

Puck sees he’s crying and Guts bats Puck away.

END BLACK SWORDSMAN ARC

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[theorangegoatcommunity-blog]

Hey I’ve got a question.

So I know this guy who’s two years older than me and he was a family-friend. Then we went to the same school when we were young. We got teased for “being in love” because of knowing each other and being the same height. Wtf but okay. That ruined two years of my life actually, the two years we were in school together. We saw each other a lot outside school and shit so we sometimes talked by ourselves because no one else was there and would have no idea what we were talking about, but then I remembered the world is full of idiots and if I wanted to be, well, just not ridiculed then I had to stop talking to him, stop looking at him, and pretty much hate him. And so I did. He was also the most popular kid at school which meant I didn’t have any friends, but to stop denying the accusations and talk to him and be friends meant they would be mean to me too. I can’t say that I was bullied as bad as some kids. In fact, I’m crazy lucky to have gone to a school that was okay and with limited kids, and my parents are great, but there were still some..... bad times.... for me anyway. I had depression, and I didn’t just get it. I’m pretty sure it started when I was in second grade. There was a kid that I knew and we were friends, but no one liked him. I stayed his friend and because I still believed in happy endings and princesses and fairytales, I thought all those jerks who had bullied me since kindergarten would soon realize it was cool of me to do that. They didn’t. But I stayed his friend anyways. I was a veeerryyy innocent kid, but there were many bad influences. That boys was actually the best one I had had, but I never told him because I hated him. He showed me the world wasn’t happy endings and princess stories weren’t real, and that started the snowball of depression I have.   So uh, time passes. That boy and I fought for years, with me supported by my bullies because they hated him for his looks. I never realized how wrong I was, I was such an idiot. Suddenly, my bullies became my friends, and I got to sit on the swings ( a high place of honor) with the cool older girls. Another girl always walked by the swings sadly walking by herself. I knew she didn’t have any friends. She never had, I had known her since kindergarten. I decided to try just once more on a fairy tale. I left my swing and joined the girl in her walk and we became friends. I had one other friend but she was only my friend at that time because she was my only classmate, and we became a trio. All the older girls hated us, but not out of jealousy. They laughed at us, taunted us, called us rude names. I went over to my new friends house, now though we had been friends for a while. I knew she lied a lot, praised herself, dejected herself, threatened, and she blamed her parents for every thing, or her brother, who actually has and had a MUCH worse deal. She wasn’t something I couldn’t handle, but. She still was very toxic. The threats weren’t bad and she didn’t abuse herself or anything. Just her viewpoint on the world was  awful. So I wa sat her house and she introduced me to something, and I didn’t say no because I was still innocent, but I realize now what’s happening. She told me not to tell anyone she watched that on her phone, and I thought it was just slightly bad because I thought everyone knew they were supposed to listen to their parents to the letter. Fast forward a bit. I realized how controlling and mean she was, so I left her and my other friend followed. Now I just had her and I was still being teased by the mean girls. Wooo hhooo summer! Finally, fifth grade. Yep, that was three years. It turned out life was looking great! I found out that the boy I hated was leaving (im as but it felt like a god given blessing), the girls that teased me were leaving, and that nice kid I met that summer through my dad was coming to school. It all seemed fun. And it was okay. But that’s why different teasing started. I started to feel insecure, lash out a lot, and hold a general anger and resentment to the world. The worst part is, I never told anyone. I still haven’t told the full story to anyone, but the cats out of the bag. I just need to say these things. Back to the story, I had one friend whom I lashed out at and lost, I hated it when people told me I was wrong, and pretended I knew everything, because I never wanted to feel like I didn’t understand. Not understanding had gotten me into much too much trouble already. The only thing stable were my grades. As -As +Bs and one +C which I worked hard on and got into an A. It was one of the two only  things I had pride in, and no hate. The second being spending time with little kids and photography. I loved taking photos and I loved to talk to kids and play with them,  because they were innocent and I wanted to do everything in my power to keep it that way. Or at least to make their short time better. So, in summary, I had no friends, I was known as an idoit who was in love with the most popular kid in school, and I was very angry. Multiply that by 2 years and that was my 5 and 6th grade. I also want to add that, even though I did hate him, that one guy was still really nice and we did hang out after school sometimes because of our parents and so I wasn’t so angry then. It felt nice.Next was seventh, which was the day I had marked on my calander since day two of fifth grade. The toxic girl was there, but the boys were gone and every single one of my bullies were gone as well. I was excited. I had a good year. I learned to control my emotions. I made a friend, though it was technically  my cousin and she didn’t go to my private school. She was awesome, but i has always felt beneath her. We now had private jokes and we had pretty much grown up together, but, lik I said, beneath her.  I was okay. Did I mention I did sport as much as I could? It took my mind off school, but I wasn’t ever very good. That year was our first coed basketball season, and I was one of the more important players. The girls team had always been short players, so by then I had already been a starter for four years. Woo. I also started to play tennis, which, because I had a new best friend, was very fun. She taught me how. (Before I say this next part, I want to say that my cousin was helping me because she thought I did want to date the guy, because I hadn’t told her straight out I didn’t (I still didn’t) but I ha stole her everything else) so the popular boy plays tennis. It’s his favorite sport, and this was his first year of high school, so we played in separate parts of the court. Thank goodness because the one time we did a drill together, I mean the two teams, we picked up the tennis balls that we on the same court (god forbid!). My cousin teased relentlessly that we were such a “cute couple” and all that junk. Idk what happened for they guy but I was peeved and no one ever stopped talking about it. Okay, back to school. I do school great. Good grades, people don’t hate me anymore. I don’t hate the whole world anymore and I finally feel free! It was fun for the most part. It was that year also that I picked up art. I taught myself to draw and came up with my own style. It is an amazing way to channel emotion. Just don’t let it all out at once. If you do, then draw something fun afterward, otherwise it will depress you. (Something I forgot to mention, I cried a lot at home at night and most the time my only consolace was that everyone did, I didn’t know no one at my school did. I also thought maybe the boy did too if no one else did, because we were also teased for being practically the same person. We both had two younger siblings. We were the tallest. Our initials were the same. We had most the same reactions to situations. The only real difference was his home invironment and he was slightly older. I didn’t realize how much of a difference there was between 6th and8th grade.) Okay, so roll into summer. It was fun, there was the fair, I went with friends, cause I had them. Woo! I also had many spider related incidents which made my arachnophobia form slightly. Then I had a dream. It was normal,( the ones where it puts ur friend and you in a n awkward situation so you can’t face them for weeks) until I saw a spider in the corner of my dream. The grew, and grew, and my “dream camera” zoomed in on its face. Then on the dead bug’s face, then As it was being eaten. I screamed I my sleep and woke up to the feeling of spiders. Everywhere. They were on my arms, my legs, my blanket, my walls, my pillow, right behind the door of my room. I ran out it and kept my eyes open as to not step on one or run into a massive one. I tried to run to my parents room so they could help me with it some how, but the room between us had so many places for spiders to hide. Then, they were everywhere on the floor. They tried to crawl up my legs. I jumped up and down screaming with my mouth closed so no spider would get in. They were everywhere. They were everywhere. They were everywhere. Eventually my mom and dad ran out of their room hearing me stomp and squeal. They saw me bouncing on the tips on my toes, trying not to die. From nothing. I was having a mental breakdown. They had to almost restrain me. Dad carried me and mom held me still. I still squealed and kicked,  not because of my mom and dad. I was aware they were trying to help, but I still thought the spiders were on me. Everywhere. They laid  me down on their bed, turned on the light, and held my arms down. They covered my lower body with a blanket and sat on that too, so I coulf barley move. I started to cry and squeal. Mom and dad tried to calm me down but I wouldn’t open my mouth. I would only gesture wordlessly at the wall where I thought there was a huge spider. They looked. The wall was blank. They told me they would protect me. I believed them. I didn’t sleep the rest of the night and my mom and dad stayed up with me they turned on the movie boss babie because I was sure it would be the only movie without something that would remind me of .... the things. I didn’t go outside for a month after that. It took me 20 minutes every night of the summer to assure myself there were no spiders on my pillow. Most times I couldn’t even imagine going to school again, going outside, seeing friends, being away from mom and dad, being happy. By the last two weeks of summer, I had my confidence “peaked” for eighth grade. I was ready. Three weeks later I almost missed school because I had a dream of “those things”. I went to school in my hoodie and would always glacé over my shoulder to check for “them”. I’m still in eighth grade right now, but a bit farther into the year. I’m completely over it. I won’t like pick up a spider, but I hadn’t had another dream like that in a while. It was around this point I realized I had depression. I didn’t have it “licenced” as I said but knew by the ways and times I would feel completely hopeless and come running to my parents becausw I  was shaking and felt like I just “ couldn’t do it”. It was at that time I realized my faith. I realized how important these things could be, and what things actually were. I took a catechism class and became a Lutheran, believing in the god and the savior he sent, his son.  Basically, I found out that, though those inspiring posts on tumblr are very positive and help, most times they are wrong. The truth is even greater. It made so much more sense now. The world was perfect, until a bengal ever ridden angel decided to make the world imperfect and ruin god’s favorite part. The people. There were two. Adam and Eve. God loved them. The angel, aka the devil, took the form of a snake and told Eve that she could be like God, knowing good and evil, if she ate from the only tree god told them not to eat. Eve took the fruit and ate it, and that was the first sin. She gave it to her husband. Blah bla, god promised a savior to make those sins “go away”. I put that in quotes because they don’t go away, God just can’t see them. Okay s9 more or less, the devil gave me depression and tries to make me come to hell by killing myself, feeling that no one can help me, feeling like I’m all alone, and temping me to feel guilty and sad and miserable, blurring the line between good and evil. Now that I know about god more, I trust. The shortest summary of the Bible isn’t one word: love. Love, trust and fear are what god wants from us, and we don’t deliver. That’s why we would go to hell, if we didn’r know the rest. The rest is that God loves me so much, he sacrificed himself so that I can live, even If I die. I mean I’ll live in heaven. All that I have to do is nothing. I can’t do anything to be saved. I’m going to hell. Nope! Because of the Holy Spirit, you can do more than nothing! You can actually obey what god says now. You’ll still be depressed, you’ll still be sad, your world won’t be perfect,  but as long as you trust god, “ all sorrow will be wiped away” - Isaiah.  In heaven that is. So I trusted god and I didn’t have any doubts and sadness again right? Wrong! I got sad, I got scared, but the only reason I’m still here is because I know God knows when I’ll get to see him. I wouldn’t be here if he didn’t want me to be. I do have a purpose even if I never realize what it is.  God made me to be exactly the way I am because he knew I could take the challenge and that the challenge would make me stronger in him.  Thanks god. So anyway, did I mention that I got “licenced” depression this year too? That was rough. I got a 12/6 so not good.  But I’ve learned. I’m positive. I’m happy. I help others. If you need anything, I’ll try my best. That’s what I’ll do. I’ll keep trying. I also started to write. I had the idea of being an animator, or a cartoonist. I just loved art and storytelling. Photography and kids still hold a place in my heart, but I’m still young. I vollunteer. I get good grades. I still play basketball. And I learned how that boy was able to stay so positive and not get angry when people “shipped us”. I’m okay now. Also, about the boy. That brings me to my question along with this insanely long story of my life. I see him sometimes. He’s a sophomore in high school not, but I met up with him like three months ago. (Did I mention that every time I saw him after he graduated I couldn’t stop thinking about it for days?) it was a family thing again. It was bowling. First, we both suck at the game and both cheered each other to get the new lowest scores possible. Then, I asked if he had any favorite shows, and it turns out, he was a diehard fanboy for my favorite show, Miraculous.(you don’t have to know what it is to answer tho) We has so much fun and I didn’t want to leave, but then we had to go home. He said “ Well, I am walking over to DG (store) to buy (something). Do u wanna come? We can keep talking.” And even though I hadn’t gone a walk with him in so long and never gone on a walk with him without dying of embarrassment afterward and even though I really wanted to, idk why still,  it my mouth said no. I still don’t know why, but I have a feeling god didn’t want me to go. I hope I find out soon, and I do think I like him. Which I almost hate, but it downst make me sad anymore. I just want to hang out sometime. So even though I beg for a sign for us to hang out more, I haven’t gotten one yet. My question is:

What do I do next?

Seriously. I’ve nevr dated. My schools been open since the 80′ and no ones ever dated. I mean there has been two weddings and one divorce (don’t ask). Also, I need help, not just with that last part. I’m just kind of stuck and need advice about High School because I’ve only ever one to one school. Plays again (help) I need to decide whether to dedicate my life to basket ball or things other than basketball. Hope this didn’t upset you or anything. Plz read if you want to it’s my life story. At least important points to me. Lov y’all. Stay pawsome

( btw also my friend cousin is my bff and we both told each other about my depression and her anxiety so we try to lift each other up if anyone wanted a redemption arc for her)

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“Prepare for a snow-frosted, blood-drenched fairy tale where the monsters steal your heart and love ends up being the nightmare.” - Roshani Chokshi, New York Times bestselling author of The Star-Touched Queen A girl who can speak to gods must save her people without destroying herself. A prince in danger must decide who to trust. A boy with a monstrous secret waits in the wings. Together, they must assassinate the king and stop the war. In a centuries-long war where beauty and brutality meet, their three paths entwine in a shadowy world of spilled blood and mysterious saints, where a forbidden romance threatens to tip the scales between dark and light. Wicked Saints is the thrilling start to Emily A. Duncan’s devastatingly Gothic Something Dark and Holy trilogy. “This book destroyed me and I adored it.”- Stephanie Garber, New York Times bestselling author of Caraval Early Reviews: “Prepare for a snow frosted, blood drenched fairy tale where the monsters steal your heart and love ends up being the nightmare. Utterly absorbing.” - Roshani Chokshi, New York Times bestselling author of The Star-Touched Queen "Full of blood and monsters and magic—this book destroyed me and I adored it. Emily is a wicked storyteller, she’s not afraid to hurt her characters or her readers. If you’ve ever fallen in love with a villain you will fall hard for this book." - Stephanie Garber, New York Times bestselling author of Caraval "This is the novel of dark theology and eldritch blood-magic that I’ve been waiting for all my life. It’s got a world at once brutal and beautiful, filled with characters who are wounded, lovable, and ferocious enough to break your heart. A shattering, utterly satisfying read." - Rosamund Hodge, author of Cruel Beauty and Bright Smoke, Cold Fire “Wicked Saints is a lush, brutal, compelling fantasy that is dark, deep, and bloody—absolutely riveting! With a boy who is both man and monster, mysterious saints with uncertain motives, and a girl filled with holy magic who is just beginning to understand the full reaches of her power, this gothic jewel of a story will sink its visceral iron claws into you, never letting go until you’ve turned the last page. And truthfully, not even then -the explosive ending will haunt you for days! ” - Robin LaFevers, New York Times bestselling author of the His Fair Assassin trilogy “Dark, bloody, and monstrously romantic. This is the villain love interest that we've all been waiting for.” - Margaret Rogerson, New York Times bestselling author of An Enchantment of Ravens  "Seductively dark and enchanting, Wicked Saints is a trance you won’t want to wake from. Duncan has skillfully erected a world like no other, complete with provocative magic, sinister creatures, and a plot that keeps you guessing. This spellbinding YA fantasy will bewitch readers to the very last page." - Adrienne Young, New York Times bestselling author of Sky in the Deep  Excerpt: N A D4E Z H D A L A P T E V A Horz stole the stars and the heavens out from underneath Myesta’s control, and for that she has never forgiven him. For where can the moons rest if not the heavens? —Codex of the Divine, 5:26 “It’s certainly not my fault you chose a child who sleeps so deeply. If she dies it will very much be your fault, not mine.” Startled by bickering gods was not Nadya’s preferred method of being woken up. She rolled to her feet in the dark, moving automatically. It took her eyes a few sec- onds to catch up with the rest of her body. Shut up! It wasn’t wise to tell the gods to shut up, but it was too late now. A feeling of amused disdain flowed through her, but neither of the gods spoke again. She realized it was Horz, the god of the heavens and the stars, who had woken her. He had a tendency to be obnoxious but generally left Nadya alone, as a rule. Usually only a single god communed with their chosen cleric. There once had been a cleric named Kseniya Mirokhina who was gifted with unnatural marksmanship by Devonya, the goddess of the hunt. And Veceslav had chosen a cleric of his own, long ago, but their name was lost to history, and he re- fused to talk about them. The recorded histories never spoke of clerics who could hear more than one god. That Nadya com- muned with the entire pantheon was a rarity the priests who trained her could not explain. There was a chance older, more primordial gods existed, ones that had long since given up watch of the world and left it in the care of the others. But no one knew for sure. Of the twenty known gods, however, carvings and paintings depicted their human forms, though no one knew what they actually looked like. No cleric throughout history had ever looked upon the faces of the gods. No saint, nor priest. Each had their own power and magic they could bestow upon Nadya, and while some were forthcoming, others were not. She had never spoken to the goddess of the moons, My- esta. She wasn’t even sure what manner of power the goddess would give, if she so chose. And though she could commune with many gods, it was im- possible to forget just who had chosen her for this fate: Mar- zenya, the goddess of death and magic, who expected complete dedication. Indistinct voices murmured in the dark. She and Anna had found a secluded place within a copse of thick pine trees to set up their tent, but it no longer felt safe. Nadya slid a voryen from underneath her bedroll and nudged Anna awake. She moved to the mouth of the tent, grasping at her beads, a prayer already forming on her lips, smoky symbols trailing from her mouth. She could see the blurry impressions of fig- ures in the darkness, far off in the distance. It was hard to judge the number, two? Five? Ten? Her heart sped at the possibility that a company of Tranavians were already on her trail. Anna drew up beside her. Nadya’s grip on her voryen tight- ened, but she kept still. If they hadn’t seen their tent yet, she could keep them from noticing it entirely. But Anna’s hand clasped her forearm. “Wait,” she whispered, her breath frosting out before her in the cold. She pointed to a dark spot just off to the side of the group. Nadya pressed her thumb against Bozidarka’s bead and her eyesight sharpened until she could see as clearly as if it were day. It took effort to shove aside the immediate, paralyzing fear as her suspicions were confirmed and Tranavian uniforms be- came clear. It wasn’t a full company. In fact, they looked rather ragged. Perhaps they had split off and lost their way. More interesting, though, was the boy with a crossbow si- lently aiming into the heart of the group. “We can get away before they notice,” Anna said. Nadya almost agreed, almost slipped her voryen back into its sheath, but just then, the boy fired and the trees erupted into chaos. Nadya wasn’t willing to use an innocent’s life as a distraction for her own cowardice. Not again. Even as Anna protested, Nadya let a prayer form fully in her mind, hand clutching at Horz’s bead on her necklace and its constellation of stars. Symbols fell from her lips like glow- ing glimmers of smoke and every star in the sky winked out. Well, that was more extreme than I intended, Nadya thought with a wince. I should’ve known better than to ask Horz for any- thing. She could hear cursing as the world plunged into darkness. Anna sighed in exasperation beside her. “Just stay back,” she hissed as she moved confidently through the dark. “Nadya . . .” Anna’s groan was soft. It took more focus to send a third prayer to Bozetjeh. It was hard to catch Bozetjeh on a good day; the god of speed was notoriously slow to answer prayers. But she managed to snag his attention and received a spell allowing her to move as fast as the vicious Kalyazin wind. Her initial count had been wrong; there were six Tranavians now scattering into the forest. The boy dropped his crossbow with a bewildered look up into the sky, startling when Nadya touched his shoulder. There was no way he could see in this darkness, but she could. When he whirled, a curved sword in his hand, Nadya sidestepped. His swing went wide and she shoved him in the direction of a fleeing Tranavian, anticipating their collision. “Find the rest,” Marzenya hissed. “Kill them all.” Complete and total dedication. She caught up to one of the figures, stabbing her voryen into his skull just underneath his ear. Not so difficult this time, she thought. But the knowledge was a distant thing. Blood sprayed, splattering a second Tranavian, who cried out in alarm. Before the second man could figure out what had happened to his companion, she lashed out her heel, catching him squarely on the jaw and knocking him off his feet. She slit his throat. Three more. They couldn’t have moved far. Nadya took up Bozidarka’s bead again. The goddess of vision revealed where the last Tranavians were located. The boy with the sword had managed to kill two in the dark. Nadya couldn’t actually see the last one, just felt him nearby, very much alive. Something slammed into Nadya’s back and suddenly the chilling bite of a blade was pressed against her throat. The boy appeared in front of her, his crossbow back in his hands, thank- fully not pointed at Nadya. It was clear he could only barely see her. He wasn’t Kalyazi, but Akolan. A fair number of Akolans had taken advantage of the war between their neighbors, hiring out their swords for profit on both sides. They were known for favoring Tranavia simply because of the warmer climate. It was rare to find a creature of the desert willingly stumbling through Kalyazin’s snow. He spoke a fluid string of words she didn’t understand. His posture was languid, as if he hadn’t nearly been torn to pieces by blood mages. The blade against Nadya’s throat pressed harder. A colder voice responded to him, the foreign language scratched uncomfortably at her ears. Nadya only knew the three primary languages of Kalyazin and passing Tranavian. If she wasn’t going to be able to com- municate with them . . . The boy said something else and Nadya heard the girl sigh before she felt the blade slip away. “What’s a little Kalyazi as- sassin doing out in the middle of the mountains?” he asked, switching to perfect Kalyazi. Nadya was very aware of the boy’s friend at her back. “I could ask the same of you.” She shifted Bozidarka’s spell, sharpening her vision further. The boy had skin like molten bronze and long hair with gold chains threaded through his loose curls. He grinned. Buy Link: https://static.macmillan.com/static/smp/wicked-saints/ About the Author: EMILY A. DUNCAN works as a youth services librarian. She received a Master’s degree in library science from Kent State University, which mostly taught her how to find obscure Slavic folklore texts through interlibrary loan systems. When not reading or writing, she enjoys playing copious amounts of video games and dungeons and dragons. Wicked Saints is her first book. She lives in Ohio. Website: https://eaduncan.com/ Twitter: @glitzandshadows Instagram: @glitzandshadows Tumblr: https://ift.tt/2K0iS2l

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