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#or maybe Ariana is the one who brings up the need for family bonding since Silver has been so ''difficult'' lately
sage-nebula · 3 years
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Do you think Pokemas will address Ariana being Silver's mom? Not sure why they made it so obvious to never mention it
Maybe! If Ariana makes it in, anything is possible.
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lilsuzn · 3 years
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MLQC Gavin - Fluff abc headcanons
So by the popular demand - I am back.
Just kidding. No one was asking.
Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice
Warnings: None (the reader is gender neutral)
Dedication: @marytheredqueen
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A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)
You need to trust me when I tell you that Gavin had indeed tried to find at least one thing he could dislike about you. Many times.
Yet your body seems to have no flaws. He checked quite a few times at this point.
Your heart is pure. Loving. Patient. Loyal.
Whenever you’re at his side… The world is at peace. No pain exists, nor does suffering.
You are his purpose. You are his equilibrium. Nothing matters as long as he can be by your side.
B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)
Your beautiful eyes.
There will never be anything more beautiful than the way they shine before your lips meet in a loving kiss.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
Him on his back.
You in his arms. Laying on top of him.
Your head rests on his chest, no matter if it’s your front, side or back that presses against his muscular torso - it’s perfect.
He also likes the smell of your shampoo… it’s just intoxicating for him.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
He likes doing things outside with you.
Attending festivals, engaging in new, interesting sports, indulging in some street food or picnics.
He’s a sucker for long, romantic walks too, soooooo
He takes you out to the festival. Buys all kinds of yummy food for both of you to share. Wins you an enormous plushie and then carries it around for you. While holding your hand. Tightly.
Then takes you for a night stroll, to then kiss you under the sky full of stars before you turn back.
E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)
He only feels like he can really express himself around you - so it will get intense. In all the best ways.
Gavin doesn’t shy away with showing you his affection, even if he tends to have a slight problem with voicing it sometimes.
His expression softness, his fingers brush delicate circles on your skin.
He doesn’t need to say anything. You know.
F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
Oh he really, really wants a family.
Two kids… or maybe more.
A dog for them, maybe.
House with a big garden and a treehouse.
He wants to play and fool around with his kids. Put them to bed. Support them. Be proud of them… Everything his father never did.
G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
When you want something, no matter how silly it might be - it’s yours.
Don’t even make me start on what you need.
Because there are very little things (and all of them are about you) that could make him happier than seeing you happy because of what he gave you.
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
It's not optional.
There will be hands holding whenever it's possible.
It’s as much for your safety as it is for his comfort. 
All these guys with eyes better don’t use them to stare at you. 
See this hand? This beautiful gem of a person is with ME.
Likes to hold your hand while snuggling on a couch. Or in bed while falling asleep.
Holding hands is like a physical projection of the bond that’s between the two of you - and he loves it.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
He would blame himself. No matter what. It might be ridiculous, but he would always feel guilty for not preventing it from happening.
Wouldn’t leave your side. Would help you with anything and everything.
If there’s a concrete person or a group of people that caused your harm... Insert a very, very angry and strong bird cop with a gun.
J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)
You would have a light-hearted relationship in which he would tease you from time to time and he wouldn’t be mad if you did the same to him.
However he’s not one to prank you. He would find no enjoyment in it.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
Gavin loves to be kissed and he loves to kiss. All over your face. All over your body.
Any kisses are game. Slow and passionate ones. Heated ones. Sweet, delicate, loving, appreciating - he loves them all as long as he can share them with you.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
Acts of service - He looooves to spoil his lovely sweetheart (you) this way. Wants to bring you food, tidy up your apartment for you, brush your hair, paint your nails… Just ask him and he will do it. Whatever it is. And then he will do things on his own initiative, because he likes to surprise you. You smile so beautifully when he does…...
Gifts - He likes gift giving as I already mentioned in G, but it’s no indication of love to him. He just enjoys your reactions. Prefers to show his love differently.
Physical touch - His number one and you can not convince me it is not. He’s a snuggly bear who loves kisses. You are just so soft and warm and he loves you sosososososo much. Would never want to hold this way any other. His physical affection is something reserved only for you. 
Quality time - see Q.
Words of affirmation - Gavin is not very good with words. Not that he can’t be when he wants to, but he kinda doesn’t want to most of the time. It’s uncomfortable. He’s feeling unconfident doing so. He prefers other ways, but when he does speak up… It’s the most adorable and loving thing you will ever hear in your life.
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
It was your first 'real' date, but even though you both confessed love to each other, you weren't a ‘official’ couple yet.
At least there was no proper act of becoming a one.
You walk through the park on an evening of a chilly fall. Not many people in sight.
You just finished a lovely dinner date. Gavin even bought you a dessert to share.
And it just felt right. Everything.
The way your fingers were laced. How you both couldn't spot peeping at each other.
"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N? Please?"
He sure was pretty sure you wouldn't deny him, but he didn't expect you to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him the way you did.
"Nothing could ever make me happier than that, Gavin."
N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
He’s scared of losing you.
Either by you walking away from him after discovering that you “deserve so much better”
Or by not being alert enough to protect you…
Surely, he would prefer the first option, but he can’t deny that both would hit him harder than anything else ever could.
O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)
Gavin is a little bit of an odd duck in general, but I think he has one major weirdness about him.
I would call it… A Keanu Reeves complex.
He doesn’t like compliments. Always feels like they’re far from true, because he always feels like he’s not enough and maybe even never will be.
Which is so far from true.
Like, Vivi, come on! You’re so freakin perfect!
P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
He usually calls you simply by your name, but the boy has his moments.
Moments when he can help but call you all sorts of the cutest names.
Little angel, starry eyes, little munchkin along with the classics like honey, babe, sweetheart, treasure and my precious.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
How?
Often.
Intensely.
Calmly.
Comfortably.
Restlessly.
He just wants to be by your side. Any. Chance. He. Gets.
R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)
Moonlight by Ariana Grande
Because Gavin’s sweet like candy, but he’s such a man...
Or A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope 
S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)
Not at all. At least at first.
He gets better with time, but you still need to ask for it. He would never just come to you to lean on your shoulder and tell you what troubles him.
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
Well. A lot.
Because of what I say in X below.
He just assumes that you don’t reciprocate his feelings, because he doesn’t deserve it.
He eventually tells you about his feelings under your insistent questions regarding the subject.
And then? After he finally tells you?
That’s when it escalates quickly.
U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)
At first he tries to keep it inside. Not let you see… But it’s pretty obvious since he doesn’t talk to you. Barely throws any acknowledgment your way.
It would take quite some convincing for him to tell you what’s wrong.
Unless it’s jealousy that is a reason behind his anger. Then he will show you just how upset he is…
Not necessary in a bad way, tho...
V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)
He’s very proud of you. Always.
Even when you think you’re a failure, he still recognizes how hard you work and how smart you are.
And he also prides himself for earning love of a woman as wonderful as you.
But he’s not a show off. He doesn’t like to be in a center of attention. He doesn’t care for compliments or recognition.
He knows how wonderful you are and that’s all that matters to him.
W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
Well, it goes without saying.
Yes. Obviously.
This is Gavin. He does it actively throughout the whole story like it’s the only thing he knows.
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
He’s not an expert in emotions.
He gave MC a blood stained letter and was surprised she was troubled by that.
Okay, let’s not sugar coat it - he’s not good at it at all. I said it.
I’m sorry. I wish it was different for you Vivi.
Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)
I think in Gavin’s case it would be no kneeling with a ring type of thing, because he personally sees no value of that.
Of course, he would if you told him that that’s what you want, but if you don’t…
It would be a beautiful, summer evening. The both of you watching a beautiful sunset from the rooftop of a high building.
Last months you spent together were absolutely wonderful. Life with you by his side was much happier than Gavin could ever dream of… And the way the golden sunlight graces your skin is so, so beautiful.
It wasn’t the first time the thought crossed the bird cop’s mind. He caught himself thinking about it more and more often as your relationship progressed… And before he knew it, the words left his lips.
At first you were sure you must have misheard, so you asked him to repeat. And he did.
His beautiful eyes glimmered with so much love… just as much as you felt for him. 
How could you say no to that gorgeous man that adores you so much?
And after that, expect to someday come back home to find the most beautiful and meaningful ring in the world waiting for you to wear it.
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
Gavin is a man who enjoys simple things in life.
He likes to cozy up with you on a couch on his birthday. 
Watch a sunrise and drink cocoa with you on Christmas.
He obviously enjoys various sports, especially if he can enjoy them with you.
But what really, really makes him perfectly calm? Driving Sparky with your hands around his ways and your chest pressed against his back.
The feeling of freedom mixed the warmth of your closeness… how could anyone ask for more?
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jesangel1503 · 3 years
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30 Day Challenge:Day 3 Topic
LET´S TALK ABOUT FRIENDSHIP
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I can see this is a quite interesting but a bit sensitive topic for me. I just needed a time off to clear my mind so I can be able to cogitate on this familiar topic for everyone.
Let´s go straight to some few facts about friendship? Where did this word even came from?
So I browsed in and found out that friendship is a word of Germanic origin has existed in the English language since its founding in Old English. Back then, ‘friend’ existed as ‘frond’ which was the present participle of the verb fron, ‘to love’. The root of the verb was ‘fr-’ which meant ‘to like, love, or be affectionate to’. We can still see the remnants of this verb every day of the week- Friday or ‘day of Frigg’ is devoted to the Germanic goddess of love Frigg.
Source: whitesmoke.com
So much for it´s root word, let´s do some more researching. Many famous people have shared their thoughts about what friendship is for them. Now, maybe we can get some friendspiration from them!
Helen Keller
"I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light."
J.K. Rowling
"It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."
Abraham Lincoln
"Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?"
Eleanor Roosevelt
"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart"
Bob Marley
“The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for”
William Shakespeare
“A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.”
Jennifer Lawrence
‘‘No matter how tired I am, I get dinner at least once a week with my girlfriends. Or have a sleepover. Otherwise my life is just all work.”
Marilyn Monroe
“Experts on romance say for a happy marriage there has to be more than a passionate love. For a lasting union, they insist, there must be a genuine liking for each other. Which, in my book, is a good definition for friendship.”
Drew Barrymore
“What’s helped me is having really good friends I know I can rely on. Cameron Diaz is one of the greatest friends anyone can ever have. She has so much love to give.”
Selena Gomez
“Every single problem I ever have is healable by Taylor Swift. If I ever I have an issue, Taylor has gone through it – she gives the most thought-out answers. And what I love about Taylor is that she does believe in the whole love story and Prince Charming and soul mates. Because of her, I haven’t lost faith.”
Emma Watson
“My two best girlfriends are from secondary school. I don’t have to explain anything to them. I don’t have to apologise for anything. They know.”
Jennifer Aniston
“We come from homes far from perfect, so you end up almost parent and sibling to your friends – your own chosen family. There’s nothing like a really loyal, dependable, good friend. Nothing.”
Oprah Winfrey
“Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.”
Ariana Grande
“The best part about having true friends is that you can go months without seeing them and they’ll still be there for you and act as if you’d never left!.”
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Whew, they are really inspiring isn´t it? But lemme give you bits of how I view and value friendship. So I´d like to answer some of these challenging questions I have found and that maybe can help me dig in to what´s really coming to my mind about this topic. As you read along, you are free to answer on your own and find out? Well, this is a writing therapy for me. I thought it might be nice to put my thoughts into writing and share it with you ( Well, only if you are interested to do so) But yes, this is entirely my thoughts. Some of you might disagree about my answers and what I have been writing in this little writing space of mine, but I don´t really care! As I have said, this is my therapy. If you judge me based on my thoughts, it´s totally on you and if that amuses you, well IT WILL BE MY PLEASURE :)
QUESTIONS ABOUT FRIENDSHIP
Can you describe one of your closest friends.
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It´s so hard to choose which one of them that I particularly should talk about. All of them are special to me in their unique ways. But let me describe you one of my bestfriends, whom I met when I was an aupair in the first town I lived in here in Denmark. It´s funny though because this friend of mine, came to me by fate and the first time we met, we just click, you know. Like she´s that angel from heaven, who´ve brought me and would bribed me with food to keep me from not ditching school, because for her, it would be boring without me, and that she’d prefer me than the other filipino ones at the school. She would just call me and say, “Hey, wake up and get dressed. We´re off to school,and ahh uh don´t even say a word because I am already here, parked outside your house waiting for you. And, I´ve brought us Dinuguan and Pancit for lunch! Hurry!”.. So hard to refuse right? Oh yes, she is that kind. There are no other negative feeling around her, around us everytime we were together. We got along well so fast even at the very first day we´ve met. Since then, we hang out a lot. Sometimes cutting classes and going off to the second hand shop in town together or hit the mall, or just eat out in our favorite eat all you can Asian Restaurant. It´s just pure and honest friendship. I could sense she feels the same way too. It was never hard to be myself when I am with her. You know that feeling where you can´t feel any insecurities at all and you don´t feel that you are judged whenever you are sharing sensitive moments with her. I could say that is one of those few and rare friendship I have that I truly treasure the most. 
Do you have any childhood friendships that are still strong today? Tell us about them.
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I have a childhood bestfriend, and we have shared plenty of childhood memories together. I have been born in a family with no sisters so she is like a sister to me. Back then, she was living with her family in a house just a few walks from our house. I always spend time with her at their place when my parents were not home from work and she would come for a sleepover at our house during some of the weekends.. During my trip home last 2017, we were able to spend time together for a week. And still it´s as if things between us haven´t changed at all. She is still that friend who turned into family, and we assured each other that we we´re still gonna have each other´s back no matter what. Up until now, we´re still able to catch up, though I could say only through online. We both think we´re okay with the LDR thing. Haha! 
Do you have any long distance friends?
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I have, in fact, so many of them! As I reside now in Denmark, so the only communication we have is the internet. The first one I talked about she lives in the UK and my childhood friend lives in the Philippines. Most of my other closest friends are residing in the Philippines, UK, US, Australia, Canada, Japan and a few ones in the Middle East.  
Do you think it is a good idea to borrow money from a friend? Why or why not?
This is a quite sensitive topic for me. But I do have views regarding friends and money matters. You know, in my entire life, I have tried to avoid situations involving friendship and money. I just don´t. I mean, I cherish people so much, and to ruin a relationship and lose a cherished friend because of money issues is a bit awful for me. I’d rather NOT. Just NO. 🙏🏻
Do you make friends easily?
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I can make friends easily. And I do have a loud mouth. I am so excited to meet new people and talk with random people on the street and just smile and say hi. For me, it´s a bit of heartwarming when people comes to you, say hi, talk to you and get excited to know you. So I often think people would also want that. But given the fact that many people are too reserved, I also know my boundaries. It´s only when I feel like people would also wanna chat. I mean, like saying hi to the old lady beside me in a bus full of busy people. It could be lonely to be old, I think. Not many people are interested in talking to them. A few old people I met and talked with, they were all excited and thrilled to talked with me about their day, about their lives and jobs before and what life meant for them. For me, they have seen a lot and experienced a lot from all those years living in this world. It´s just compelling to learn from them! 
Has a friend ever let you down?
I have experienced it many times. But based from it, I always try my best to understand them and listen to them more. Humans as we are, we often make mistakes. And that includes letting a friend down. May it be a small or a big deal, but friends that are meant to last, are the friends, who still thinks of how to mend things up than to make things worst. So a friend´s apology and forgiveness is always the best ingredients to make things last.
If the trust was broken, and there is no way you can bring back what you both have had before. I just let go and pray for them. In life you will learn who you should trust and it´s always gonna be the ones who will still be there for you despite the odds. You will learn a lot by gaining and losing friends. 
Have you made any friends over the Internet?
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I do have a plenty of them, with a few true ones though. But I do treat them as rare jewels that have helped me with my sanity being away from my family. I find it peculiar at first, but I have developed such strong bonds online, to take note that we haven´t even met yet! How cool is that!? Knowing and learning from a person you never met, sharing various experiences, thoughts, opinions are quite an overwhelming experience. When you get to know someone online, whom you can confide feelings to especially the things you can never share with anyone from your family or friends personally, was such a great help for me. During my first few months in Denmark, I have suffered a lot from a breakup plus the difficult adjustment phase I was going through by then. Living in a foreign country was quite a challenge for me. Even though I have my cousins and some few friends, but it was not enough by then. Because at the end of a tiring day, alone in a room, it was nice and comforting to have some people online, listening to your rants and cheering you up and helping you get your mind off the negativity and mind bugging thoughts and worries. I could say they are the ones I´d like to keep and hoping I can personally meet some of them someday too!
How do you maintain a good friendship?
I always make time to let them know that I still think and care about them. And of course, to never ever forget each of their special occassions!
How many people do you consider your "best friends?"
4 bestfriends; One is a bestfriend from my childhood years, one bestfriend from highschool, another one from college, one bestfriend whom I met in Denmark. 4 online bestfriends, one of which I already met. 
What is a best friend?
For me, a best friend is a special connection between 2 people, where there is mutual understanding of each other, where there is a bond of trust, openness, willingness to care and look out for one another, despite the distance and circumstances. Where two people feel there is no need pretending, where they can both be themselves when they are together and where two people thinks of each other as their own PERSON to run to, and be comfortable with.
What is the longest friendship that you have had?
My childhood friend; we have been friends since we were so little. So maybe that´s what you call a friend for a lifetime. 
What qualities do you think are important in a friend?
When you don´t get judged by the person and when they don´t talk negative things behind you and without you knowing.
What things should friends never do?
For me, I don´t like to compare myself with my friends. They have their own skills, talents, and own beautiful and unique lives. So maybe that is what a friend should watch out for. Insecurity and jealousy are both destructive in so many ways. Just be happy for a friend´s success and achievements.
Do you think it is possible to have a best friend of the opposite sex without becoming a girlfriend or boyfriend?
Oh, I do have a lot of friends from the opposite sex. I do happen to have one really close to me, so from a certain time, we were calling ourselves bessies. But, it did not last long. We both have jealous partners by then, so to respect each others partners, we agreed to have boundaries and thus avoiding conflicts as much as possible. 
I also often get cringey whenever a male friend of mine that´s close to me, then we´ve had our bond, and then he gets a girlfriend, and i often get jealous, but not that I have feelings for the guy, but as a female friend, I just get jealous and often felt bad about lack of attention from him afterwards. So I tend to not get too close with male friends because I know it will just turn me nuts! But I am improving myself to just be understanding and to wish all the best for them! It is the best thing I could maybe offer to a close male friend of mine if ever.
Do you think it would be possible for you still be friends with an ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend?
Of course, but only if all issues were resolved. So it´s totally okay and possible for me to still be friends with my exes. I mean, they were also a part of my life and we´ve shared some good memories together too! I am teaching myself not to be bitter with the past you know. It´s good not to hold grudge on anyone especially when they were once the people you cared most and loved you as well.
Do you believe your parents should be your friends?
My parents are my friends. And so as my brother. It´s been like that in my family. It always feel better when they are ones comforting you than anybody else.
What do you like best about your best friend(s)?
They are still there for me, even if they are far away, and if I see them again, it´s still gonna be the same, no insecurities, no pretendings and no negativity. 
What are some ways your best friend has influenced your life in a positive way?
One of my bestfriend´s view about God inspired me the most. We have the same thoughts and often go late to sleep talking about a lot of stuff about life and religion. That means a lot to me.
What do you do when you have a misunderstanding with your friend?
If it was my fault, I often offer an apology. And if it´s the other way around, I always show that I can listen and try my best to understand their reason and forgive if necessary.
What type of people do you get along with best?
I don´t prefer any types actually. I just sync in with them. I think when people are meant to have a lasting impression on you, they just do. Because I think the universe conspires the people whom you will meet. Some will come and stay, some will just go and maybe leave something for you to learn. So for me, I just blend in when someone comes along and get on with the flow. I always follow the positivity flow. If i can sense a negative vibe, I tend to not fully entrust myself. Though I give many chances to people, for I always believe that sometimes the people I met and how they are, if they mean or like that negative, is because of what they have been going through in life. May it be a bad experience or a childhood trauma. We should always shed light to these people and give room for them to be understood.
What quality do you admire most in people and which one do you find the most objectionable?
If I happen to met someone who´s mind is just as beautiful as their face or personality, and then it´s just natural for us to have a good conversation in a way that´s not awkward and trying hard. Then it´s my type of person..  I don´t care if we have different views, I am bound to respect all of them. It´s just when a person knows how to choose the right words and right thoughts in that certain moment, then I am going to be rooting for that person. 
Tbh, I don´t fancy people who praises themselves a lot and think that they are always right all the time. And also, even when in an argument, no matter how big or small the issue, it´s always the tone of voice that matters to me the most.  How you say something affects what you say.  
Is getting along with others a natural ability from birth or does it have to be learnt?
For me, getting along with others is a continuing learning process. I mean up to now, I am still learning and developing my skills every day because I love to keep people who are worth keeping. And I believe there is no such skill that one can be born with a natural talent for getting along with others. It must also first be taught at home. The family is the necessary factor to develop one´s values of friendship and we will just continue to learn more and hone it as we venture out into the big world.
How important is forgiveness in human relationships?
I have been taught that it is an essential thing for us to grow and be matured. Forgiving is accepting one´s offering of peace and understanding that he or she have made a mistake and is willing to make up for it. And so as asking for forgiveness. We often commit mistakes and hurt people, that´s how human we are. So it´s important to lower one´s pride and ask for forgiveness, no matter how hard it may be. Accepting one´s own mistakes is an act of maturity, and i can say it´s also not easy but it´s necessary for human´s social growth and behavioural adaptability in the society.
Do you tell your best friend everything?
It´s funny because each of my bestfriends have their own unique qualities; one is better at the whole education and knowledge thing, other one is good at the practical thing and wise things, the other one I can confide some sexual issues and other emotional things and one I can have a good conversation about God and life. So basically, I don´t tell everything to each one of them but I go to one where I need their expertise and where they can also relate from.
Where is a good place to meet a new boyfriend/girlfriend?
I don´t think there is such a good place to meet a new bf or gf. It will just come to you as if the universe worked on it so he or she will get to where you are and bump into you. You just need to be patient. And if there is no one, just be your own gf or bf. What´s important is you love yourself and happiness is from, within you. You can still be happy without someone. You just need to unleash that thought in your mind often.
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So much for this friendship thing, I hope I don´t bore you too much. Well, write to me if ever you have other thoughts about what I wrote! Ciao!
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Belonging || Ariana & Kaden
TIMING: After this (x)  PARTIES: @chasseurdeloup & @letsbenditlikebennett SUMMARY: Kaden goes to visit Celeste’s tree and stumbles upon a distraught Ariana. Some heart to hearts ensue.  CONTENT: Mentions of domestic and emotional abuse
Kaden knew he should stay home, stay in bed, let his body recover. As far as he was concerned, it could recover on his way through the woods. He hadn’t meant to return so soon, but he always found himself gravitated to his home away from home. If he had to hazard a guess, he’d say he spent more time in the forest than in his apartment. Even if his non waking hours were considered. The longer he lay in his bed, the more his mind ran. Ran through his conversation with Morgan. With Deirdre. With Regan. What happened with Ariana. Alain. He couldn’t sit still and let them drown him. There was only one person he wanted to see right now, one person he wanted to sit with in silence and find some solace. Just one. But he was afraid seeing Regan would hurt more than help. She couldn’t completely offer what he needed, not right now. Or maybe she could but he didn’t feel like risking it. He had to be stronger right now, be the support, the anchor for her if he could. Not to mention, any discussion or questions she had would just confuse him more. And she was bound to have questions about his latest injuries, about his hunting, about what he wanted. 
No, Kaden needed silence. And comfort. That was one thing Celeste could still offer. It wasn’t as good as the guidance or patience she’d been able to give him in life, but it would have to do. So he’d walk through the woods, picking his way to a familiar tree. The sounds of the woods silenced his mind, it hushed the closer he got to her spot. In its stead, he heard something that sounded like crying. A step more and he felt it. The chill. He sighed and tried to hold back his heart from crumbling. He had two options. Turn around, let her have her solitude, or go to who he was sure was Ariana. He didn’t know if he could handle her grief along with his confusion, directionlessness right now. What would Celeste want him to do? He inhaled and walked to the tree. “Hey, Ari?” he said softly from a few feet away. “Are you-- do you want to be alone?” 
Everything in her still felt like it was spinning around. As if she couldn’t possibly grasp onto some sense of direction that would make all of this easier. If she had been so wrong about where she stood with Deirdre, what else could she have been wrong about? Was all of this for not? Trying to someone who could exist in two worlds the way Celeste? Ariana wondered if maybe it had been easier for her since for so long, it was just the two of them, but somehow her and Ulfric had managed, too. She had to be the fault here. She felt like a puzzle piece in the wrong box trying to wedge herself into places she didn’t fit. Like the little space carved for her in Deirdre’s home had never been right in the first place. It did nothing to lessen the still fresh sting of how quickly she’d been thrown out. She’d been too lost in her feelings to even hear anyone approaching. It was careless, really, but when a voice registered in her mind, at least she knew she was safe. Or would he turn her away just as quickly if he knew what she did to Sammy? No, she couldn’t let her mind go there right now. She sniffled and wiped away the tears on her jacket sleeve. “Kaden, hey,” she said weakly as she turned to look up to him, “I don’t-- Honestly, no, not really.” 
She motioned for him to join her and glanced back up at the tree. She’d sat here so many times before that she could practically remember every divot and line in the tree’s stump. It was funny to Ariana that they always seemed to meet this way, though the grin she made didn’t quite reach her eyes. “We have to stop meeting like this,” she joked as she absentmindedly took a fallen leaf in her hand. It crunched under the pressure of her palms and something about it relaxed her if only a little bit. She turned back to Kaden and asked, “What brings you out here?” 
Kaden nodded and silently took a seat next to her, close enough the could nearly brush shoulders. Normally he kept his distance, a space between. It felt silly now. After everything else, what happened the other night. There was no use pretending he didn’t give a shit, no use avoiding this. Whatever kinship this was. It was odd, the sensations spiking along his spine that normally sent him into alert, meant danger was near, in this place it felt like a strange sort of comfort. A constant reminder that he wasn’t alone, that his grief was shared. A reminder of his conflict and turmoil, too. But ultimately when sitting next to Ari like this, it felt like Celeste. Her work or doing or something like that, he couldn't put it into words. Maybe it was because he knew this was how she felt all the time when around her sister, some small piece of solidarity he could find with his fallen friend.
“We really do.” The smile Kaden tried to force onto his face didn’t quite seem to make it there. How many times had they ran into each other in the woods by this tree? Hell, he’d lost count. “Funny, I was about to ask you the same.” He exhaled and leaned farther back into the tree he was propped against. “Just needed some, I don’t know, something.” Well that was a shitty explanation. He tried again. “After what happened. And a few weeks ago. And last month. I just, I wanted--” Fuck, was the lump in his throat alreayd making an appearance. “Celeste would have understood. Wanted to talk to her. At her. I don’t know.” It just felt like the right place to be. And hell, he’d expected silence. So forming words around his thoughts wasn’t something he’d prepared for himself. “But that’s my bullshit. It doesn’t matter. And you’re not allowed to argue with me on that one. Why were you out here before I got here? What’s wrong?” 
They’d done this plenty of times before, often wordlessly, and it had become a comfort in its own right. A small reminder that she wasn’t the only one who wanted to keep Celeste alive in some way. Ariana noted he sat closer to her than usual though she wouldn’t mention it aloud. Their bond remained mostly unspoken and it seemed like it wasn’t something Kaden could deny anymore. Not when he’d been so distraught thinking he’d hurt her or when he’d gone through such extreme measures to make sure he saved people and kept her safe at the same time. The fact he wasn’t keeping his normal distance was enough for her to shake away the thought that everything with him was just as fragile as it had been with Deirdre. He knew the best and worst of what she’d done. Maybe not all the small details in between, but she felt comforted knowing whatever it was they shared wasn’t quite that delicate. 
“I get that. It’s nice to think she’s listening,” Ariana said as she leaned back on her palms and relished slightly in the feeling of dirt between her fingers. She listened as he spoke though it wasn’t something she could quite piece together. Given his answer was more of a nonanswer and just an indication that he had been struggling with things, too. “She would have understood,” she said simply, “She always did.” It’s where she felt like she was falling short. She wanted to understand how Deirdre could condone what Lydia had done. She wanted to understand what she had done that was so wrong. There was still that unwavering hollow feeling in her chest knowing she couldn’t return. She breathed out a sigh and responded, “You’re lucky I don’t have much in the way of arguing energy today. Plus, I kind of owe you one.” She leaned forward again and brought her hands to her lap, bringing a leaf to fidget with along. Another sigh was breathed out as she explained, “I was kind of… I don’t know, rejected by someone I considered family. Just felt shitty and wanted to be with her. It’s-- Do you ever feel like you have no idea what the fuck you’re doing? She always seemed to know what to do.” 
“Bet she would have had some great advice, too,” Kaden said. The words stung in their own way. Kaden wished he’d met her sooner, could have gleaned a little more from her, maybe then he’d have a few more answers than questions. It was funny, though, the more time he spent with the werewolf, the more he saw of the hunter in her. He wasn’t sure if he just didn’t let himself see it before but it was clearer every time they did this just how much Ariana had taken on of Celeste. Little things, mannerisms, phrases. Mostly the kindness. That one he’d known for a while. 
“You don’t owe me shit, alright.” His voice was small but the guilt that ate at him from just a month ago had only just started to dull. Sure, it wasn’t Ari then but that didn’t matter. Some part of him felt like he’d be atoning for that potential mistake for far longer than just one month of his life. A foreign thought, but the idea that he could have ended her life as easily as he had, it sent a shiver down his spine. She didn’t owe him shit. Kaden draped his forearms against his knees, folded his hands top of one another as he kept his eyes on the tree in front of them. That was until she explained her situation. His gaze drifted to her. She was hardly a big person to begin with, but her presence usually was. Right then? She seemed small. Smaller than she even was in reality. “Kid the only thing I’ve been sure of recently is that I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing.” Another sigh escaped him. “I didn’t know her as long, but I’m sure Celeste questioned shit all the time, too. You don’t grow up like us and end up, well, you know. I bet she had a million questions and doubts about her choices.” He gave her shoulder a small nudge with his elbow, eyes turning back to the tree in front of him. “But she knew she was picking what was best for you every time. Even I know that. And I don’t know shit. Probably helped ease the doubt.” Not that he really knew. But he could guess. “You got lucky. Having her.” Kaden wasn’t sure that was comforting or not given what she’d just told him minutes ago. “Whoever rejected you, fuck them.” There was more he wanted to say, thought about saying, but he couldn’t make the words leave his lips. Not yet. 
“She would,” Ariana agreed. How many times had she rolled her eyes at Celeste’s advice? Far too many. It was almost humorous now that she’d do just about anything for it. To be given some sense of direction that felt right. Maybe Deirdre’s piercing scream and throwing her out wouldn’t have stung as much if she still had that same safe haven to return to. There was nothing she could do that would have made Celeste turn her away. She still couldn’t help but feel a sense of righteousness here. How could she be tossed aside for someone who literally had a torture bunker in their home? Having Kaden there grounded her in a different way. He was just as appalled as she was by the whole situation. By what Lydia did to those people. By what she did to her. Even now, in the wake of what happened, he was nudging her shoulder without hesitation and she couldn’t recall such an easy gesture between them before. He showed up for her in more ways than she could have expected and maybe that was enough. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I don’t owe you shit. Doesn’t change the fact I’d want to be here if you needed me anyway.” 
It was obvious to her that he was still struggling with something that maybe she’d never be able to understand, but all she could do now was be here with him. Ariana wouldn’t push him, not today. Not when she already felt exhausted during a time of month she usually felt energized and rejuvenated. Even how much more comfortable he seemed with her as of late and how he saved her the other night, she had to believe he was going through some sort of internal struggle that only Celeste could understand. She stared ahead at the tree, right now they could both use her wisdom. “That’s a whole ass mood. Which is probably obvious given the mess I made with the leanan-sidhe. Which, I’ll be honest, still has me shaken up.” She picked apart at the leaf in her hands, creating little confetti like pieces around the ground in front of her. “I know you’re right. She had to make a lot of difficult choices. She just somehow made a way of making them look easy. Like she just naturally knew the way. Even when we had to pack our bags on a whim in the middle of the night and hit the road because her parents got a lead on us, it always seemed like she knew exactly what she was doing. Exactly where we were going. Maybe being together was part of that.” 
Her mind lingered wistfully on late night car rides. How Celeste would always give her cash and she’d load up on drinks and snacks for them. She remembered how much Celeste loved oatmeal creme pies and vanilla iced coffee no matter the weather. She remembered the way she could barely see the road ahead over the dashboard and what she could see seemed so dark, yet she always remained calm. Ariana knew she had to be scared, too. There was no way she couldn’t have been. They had been on the run after all. She’d been younger than Ariana was at the time, but somehow managed to put on a brave face for her sake. It was something she’d never stop being grateful for and still wished she told her that more. “I did. I should have told her that more.” She sighed and grabbed another leaf, eyes still locked ahead on her tree. The idea of completely writing off Deirdre with a simple “fuck her” wasn’t something that came easily. She’d been so kind before and now she just didn’t understand how what she’d done had been so wrong. How Deirdre could possibly stand behind someone who kept humans in her basement to abuse, torture, and eat. There was no way that was the only way and she had to think Deirdre knew that. Still, the words fae’s property rang in her mind. She shuddered slightly and said, “I wish it was that easy. To say fuck them and move on like none of it ever mattered-- But it did matter. You can’t just stop caring about someone at the drop of a hat.” 
“Well, then. Noted,” Kaden said. Even if he was sure he was the one with a debt to pay in this situation. Still. “But you should erase that word from your vocabulary, alright?” His tone was light, joking. Even if it didn’t feel like a joke just yet. Not this soon. It was funny, he’d wanted to be alone out here for a while but he was more and more glad that he wasn’t. Just hearing another heartbeat, it was comforting. Something about the steady rhythm along with the sound of the wind picking through the branches it just felt better. Maybe it didn’t answer any of his questions, but it was better. Maybe that was all he could ask for. 
“I mean, it’s been two whole days since--” Kaden didn’t need to spell it out. “And this, this is a big fucking situation. You weren’t ready for what you walked into. It’s not your fault. I wouldn’t have done much better.” In fact, if she hadn’t reminded him what they were up against, he was two steps from barging down Lydia’s door and taking care of this himself. And it would have fared about as well as her attempt at that, surely. He took the finger nail on his thumb, dug it into the side of his wrist. They had to fix this. Not today. But he had to try to right the wrongs there. He didn’t know how yet but soon. 
“I think her motivation had something to do with why it looked easy. If I had to guess.” Making decisions to protect someone else? It was always easier. Always. If Blanche was in trouble, for example? His choices were easy. Do whatever it took to help her. Kaden had no doubt that Celeste felt the same. When put up against a wall, there was no time for second guessing. You lept and hoped it was the right choice. Maybe it was something the two of them had taken from hunting, come to think of it. Not that he could ask. “And you didn’t have to tell her. With how close you were? She knew.” He sighed right along with her. He damn well understood what she was saying and he was confronted with his tendency to push away anyone who even so much as implied rejecting him before they had a chance. “I know. I really fucking know.” It was half of why keeping people at arm’s length was easier. It hurt less in the long run. For so many reasons. But hell, he definitely understood. It was part of why he was in that fucking clearing at all. “I’m sorry. I can’t make them understand what they gave up. But they… I mean it’s their loss, Ari. I know it feels like yours but in the end…” His words trailed off again and he found himself scuffin his boot back and forth in the dirt. “It’s their loss if they rejected you.”
“Oh, right,” Ariana said somewhat sheepishly. Watching her words hadn’t felt necessary around Kaden. He was safe. The other night had only proved it. “Thankfully, I have a feeling that even if you could use those words against me, you wouldn’t.” Unless there was some magic way to make her stay out of trouble. As it stood, trouble was all but unavoidable in White Crest even if one didn’t have a knack for it. She’d need to be smarter about her words though. They had put both of them in danger and they were hardly out of the clear just yet. The thought of putting him or anyone else she loved in danger again made her feel a small rush of panic that she quickly quieted. Right now, right here-- this was a safe place. The smell of dying plants and Kaden’s hair products reminded her of that. There was much left to figure out, but right now, they could share this moment with Celeste in a sense. 
“It is,” Ariana breathed as she looked down at her hands momentarily. They felt the need to keep busy somehow as if that could stop the anger and heartache that made itself at home inside her body and mind. “I wasn’t, but you told me that forever ago. I can’t help but think that if I let Athena take care of this from the start that Sammy would still be alive. I know there’s no changing it now. I do. And I know at the end of the day, it’s Lydia’s fault. I just feel… honestly, kind of fucking stupid. I wanted so badly for there to be a way to save him that didn’t involve killing anyone. I just don’t think that exists. Lydia isn’t bad because of what she is, but what she chooses to do with all while feeling no remorse is just--” She took in a huff of air to steady herself again. She knew her voice was shaking and she cared little to hide it. There was no need to. Not from Kaden. “I don’t think I can be the one to kill her, but I want to help. I want to get those people out of there. Whoever they are, there’s no way they deserve what she’s putting them through.” 
There was no denying that Kaden made sense. Ariana knew that feeling all too well. It came into play when that karkinoid had found her and Blanche on the beach. When that weird vampire thing paralyzed Kaden before. When she’d seen Alcher lunge at Adam. There hadn’t been a doubt in her mind then that she needed to act and there wasn’t any doubt about those moments now. If Sammy had made it out of Lydia’s alive, she was sure she would have felt the same. And hadn’t she been able to fake confidence then? “You’re right,” she said simply, finally dragging her eyes away from the tree and back to him, “You kind of had that energy the other night. Don’t get me wrong, I was still panicked as fuck, but you being there-- I knew it’d be okay somehow.” She didn’t note that it wouldn’t have been okay if Rio hadn’t shown up. Kaden may have been okay with sacrificing himself, but the thought of losing him devastated her, she couldn’t imagine how much worse it would be if she was the one to kill him. She nodded slowly, tossing around some leaves instead of picking them apart, “I hope she did. I think I’ll wish I could say it even just one more time.” She’d prefer a hundred. Even a thousand, but that wasn’t how the world worked. “It does suck. I guess things are just like that sometimes.” His next words surprised her and left her eyes misty. He’d never been mean to her-- harsh when he was trying to keep her from diving into something way out of her depth, maybe, but never mean. This had been a certain level of caring he didn’t typically show. He’d shown understanding while she grieved, but even if it wasn’t direct, he was expressing just how much he cared. That he wouldn’t want to give her up, that he couldn’t just toss her to the side so easily. “Thanks,” she said through tears though these ones were more heartfelt than heartbreak, “That means a lot and I appreciate you saying it.” 
“You’re right.” Kaden cracked a small smile. “One of the only word bindings Regan and I have? That we can’t promise each other anything. So you’re right. I think your choices say more about you than not. Wouldn’t want to take that away.” He tried to ignore the weight he felt fall down onto his chest just thinking about Regan. Things were better. Marginally. Maybe. Putain, he still couldn’t think about her much without feeling like a failure in so many ways. And she was friends with Lydia, wasn’t she? So much for pushing that weight aside, it decided to settle in. 
“Maybe. But if she’s made it this long, there’s no way any single warden is taking her down.” Especially not one that was still a kid. Not without a lot of collateral damage. Kaden understood the anger she felt, though, the desperation to help. He felt it, too. “I get it. Wanting to fight this. Fight her. After what you told me,” he shook his head, “I would have done the same. Maybe stupider.” It was probably why he cared about her so fucking much. Even if she was a werewolf, the very thing he was meant to rid the world of, her desire to keep people safe from harm, he recognized it. And he knew she meant it wholeheartedly. He looked over at her as she spoke and it struck him that the werewolf sitting next to him might be a better person than he was. It caught him so off guard he almost forgot to respond. “Then we’ll make sure they get out alive. Every one of them is worth more than five of her anyway. We’ll get them out. As much as I hate this word now, promise.” He had no fucking clue how. But they’d fix this. Another for his list.
His brow furrowed a bit at her comment. Huh. She had a point. Kaden hadn’t considered it much. Not really. He barely thought out there, just acted and reacted. He had a million questions, plenty of doubts, but his goal was clear. Almost as clear as it used to be nearly a year ago when he hunted. The singularity was simple. It just wasn’t what he was trained to do. Not even slightly. It struck a chord of guilt through him. But looking at Ari quelled any doubt that he made the right decision. “I-- if I hurt you, Morgan told me she’d bite me.” Putain, he wasn’t sure why he told her that. But he did have a point. “Not that she-- It’s not because of that. That’s not why I--” Fuck, this sounded bad. He had to try again. Deep breath. “What I’m trying to say is. If I had hurt you or, fuck, worse, I--” He felt his words catch in his throat. “I-- I’d have asked her to. I think. Or just-- I don’t know. I wasn’t going to hurt you out there. I couldn’t. Not after… I wouldn’t let that happen.” He looked down at his shoes again, tried digging a new divot with his heel. “So yeah. I-- you’re safe with me. As much as you can be. I… I mean, we’re both lucky Rio showed up. And came prepared.” More prepared than he was for the situation. He had to give the kid credit. “You don’t have to thank me. Really. I try not to say shit I don’t mean either so,” he said, trailing off his sentence with a shrug. 
Ariana knew she had been right. There was no way Kaden would ever use anything against her to hurt her. How they’d gotten to this point was still a bit of a mystery, but she wouldn’t change a thing. “I like that, that you both want each other to have a choice in things. Free will is important.” The sentiment was only more cemented after what happened at the start of the full moon. Her free will had been ripped from her in such a nearly devastating fashion. It was a reminder to be better. Be smarter. 
“I wouldn’t let Athena go in alone. I won’t let her go in alone,” Ariana said firmly. As sure of herself as Athena was, the thought of her being hurt or worse made her sick with worry. Losing Athena wasn’t an option though she didn’t want to ponder the why of that too deeply in this moment. Instead, she focused on what Kaden said next and laughed a bit. “I guess we’re more fight than brains, huh?” It was something they shared, a willingness to jump in the deep end if it meant keeping others safe. She imagined some of what they shared made it easier for him to see past everything he’d been taught and see her for she was. Some part of her knew he was all the better for it. Not just because he knew Celeste, but because he knew her. He made her want to be better, too. In light of Deirdre throwing her out for choosing to save a human at the risk of a fae, it was a nice reminder that everything she tried to be and embrace wasn’t for not. That there was a middle ground to be found. It’d take more than her to build it, that better world, but it was all one brick at a time. As much as she wanted there to be a better way, someone like Lydia wasn’t going to change her ways. The only thing that would follow her was harm and if she had a way to save the innocent people she kept locked in her basement, she had to act. “Just don’t make that promise to an actual fae. We’re going to save them. It’s not going to be easy, but we will.” 
The way he stumbled over his words as he spoke left her with a somewhat amused smile on her face to replace the happier tears that had been there just moments before. Ariana placed a hand on his shoulder, knowing it’d be more welcome now than it would have been in the past. “Chill, Kaden. I know you didn’t save my ass out there because Morgan said she’d bite you if you hurt me. I know the not hurting me was because you didn’t want to hurt me. That choice was yours and well, it means a lot to me. I know I’m safe with you… or as safe as anyone can be in this town. But hey, anyone that wants to fuck with us has to fight a hunter and a werewolf so.” Even from beyond, Celeste was helping in a way. It wasn’t the same. Nothing ever could be. But she brought them together and she admittedly felt much better than she had when she first arrived here. “I know we both tried to make him leave, but I’m glad he didn’t. He’s really coming into his own. I think moving out of his parents’ house has done a lot of good for him. He’s learning to be a hunter in his own way and decide what it means for him. Plus, that punch was awesome. He saved us both.” Kaden more literally, but Ariana would have been crushed if Kaden died, especially at her hand. She shook her head as he shrugged off her thanks. “I know you don’t. I just-- I feel better than I did before I got here. I’m glad you showed up.” That he kept showing up. For her. For others. It was a nice reminder that for all she lost, she still had so much to live and fight for. 
Her hand on his shoulder felt like a shot of electricity in a way, sending his hunter senses on alert. Kaden exhaled, relaxed, let it be something different. Just like Regan’s freezing skin shifted from something alarming to comforting, he’d have to find a way to let this settle in, too. Redefine what it meant from her. He hoped he hadn’t jumped. He didn’t mean to. In fact, it brought a relieved smile to his face, that she understood. Leave it to the teenager to cut through the crap and get right down to it. “Thanks. Guess you’re right. Didn’t expect that to be a team up any time soon.” Of course, she was used to it, surely. Had to be strange, growing up and bridging that gap. For both her and Celeste. He found himself again wishing he could ask his friend the thousands of questions running through his head. His head tilted as he caught some of her sister’s words. He’s learning to be a hunter in his own way and decide what it means for him. An odd feeling swelled up in him. Hard to name. Pride, maybe? Shit, he didn’t know. If it was that, not that he earned that feeling really, for which of the two of them, Rio or Ari, he didn’t know either. All he knew was that sounded so much like Celeste. So much like what she’d told him. He sniffed back the tears pricking at the sides of his eyes as he felt how much she was still alive right then. “Yeah I guess so. I can’t believe you think that punch was awesome. Considering,” he said, nudging her again, a smile creeping back onto his face. For how much he’d wanted to be alone with his thoughts before coming here, he was surprised at how much nicer this was. With a werewolf of all people. “I’m glad I showed up, too.”
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( ARIANA GRANDE || TWENTY-ONE || CIS FEMALE || SHE/HER ) COLBY ‘CO’ WHITE is the child of SNOW WHITE & PRINCE CHARMING. they’re currently a SENIOR & PUBLIC RELATIONS MAJOR at auradon royal university, where they’re described by friends as CHARISMATIC. however, others sometimes complain that they’re DISTANT. maybe that’s why they’re called the PHILOPHOBE around campus. ( DREW || TWENTY-ONE || HE/HIM || EST ) 
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backstory:
the oldest of the white children, colby grew up feeling skeptical of her parents’ happily ever after — sure, she knew logically that they were soulmates and that they loved each other but as she grew older, she came to wonder if maybe at some point love wasn’t enough. they did a good job of hiding their arguments but the issue was obvious, at least to co.
you see, snow white had never supported the isle. well aware of what it felt like to be trapped, to be afraid, she didn’t want that for anyone even the villains. meanwhile, all her husband could ever see was the fear, the fear that it would all happen again and they’d have no control. it was always a point of contention for the pair, and on co’s fathers side they were very vocal about their disapproval for anyone who argued against the isle. nonetheless, the pair smiled through the pain, determined to build their own happily ever after.
but here’s where the problem lay: colby, even as a young child hungered for knowledge with little regard for the source. book after book devoured before being returned to the shelves, small hands left burnt after they reached out into the ever alluring flame in the fireplace. and though she never said, snow white was reminded of her step-mother — a talented, intelligent woman with a mind for manipulation and magic. of course, snow white didn’t need to say it because others were happy to say it for her. 
the first time that someone drew the connection aloud was at a royal gathering that the white’s were hosting — co can remember the way the room fell silent as soon as the words left her grandmother’s lips, can remember the book that fell to the floor with a thud as she froze. and she has vowed to never feel as powerless as she did in that moment, wanting nothing more than to feel in control of her own image.
in doing so, she shoved her helplessness onto her family who watched as she changed, growing colder and less willing to share the passions that drove her. watched as she turned down opportunities to bond with her peers as she hunched over books, watched as she landed herself in trouble when found studying forbidden materials. they watched as she became everything they had never thought that she was, growing distant from her more and more each moment. haven’t you heard? hurt people hurt people. 
that’s not to say that she abandoned everything in her ravenous search for knowledge, as that would be untrue. she threw herself into tennis, becoming well-known among the upper echelons for a prowess that very few could match — quick reflexes and good strategy, she dismissed, once again refusing the compliments from the same people that had accepted what she viewed as a cruel comparison.  
since the barrier was broken:
the amount of hypocrisy in her family is enough to make her lose it, honestly. there’s something about listening to the same people that condemned the villains now talk about how nice it is that they’re getting a second chance. and it’s not a good something, either — a conclusion that snow white has apparently drawn for herself if the obvious tension and whispered arguments are anything to go by, anyway.
co is glad that the barrier is down, though she certainly thinks that should have been possible WITHOUT the whole debacle that happened. that’s a thought she tends to keep to herself unless provoked however. 
here’s the thing; life is going well for co. and co refuses to let the arrival of some isle kids change that in any way. she’s earned the role of tennis player and student government treasurer after years of hard work —- you can have that back over her dead body or at graduation. take your pick. 
colby didn’t know everett beyond the typical royal posturing, or at least that’s what she might insist. they didn’t have much in common and the age gap just pushed them further apart. the truth, well its complicated — he was one of the few royal kids who didn’t bring up the comparison again and despite their differences, co had a soft spot for the younger royal that only a few were ever aware of. 
personality:
at the best of times, co is prickly. she has a hard time letting people in, and the increased arguing that occurs each time she goes home isn’t helping the situation. 
if you ask the right questions, she can be a wealth of knowledge and actually quite helpful — the wrong question will get you an unimpressed look and the potential for an academic tirade of sorts. she’s extremely tightly wound, most of the time. 
willing to do things that are morally grey, though she doesn’t seek to do them for ‘fun’ but if you can convince her that it’s somehow educational, you’ll have someone who’s willing to complete the task — regardless of the cost. 
connections:
*note: all connections are open to all genders*
compulsory friends ( 0 / 1 ): they have nothing in common aside from their parents decided that they should have play dates as children, and while they’ve definitely grown apart over the years; even colby must admit that there’s a bond there — something that can’t be erased. she saves her fondest smiles for them, even on her darkest days, she has time for their troubles. but maybe she shouldn’t.
family friends ( 0 / 2 ): their parents were friends and now they’re expected to — maybe they get along or maybe not but they’re all smiles when their parents are looking regardless. 
ex-bff ( 0 / 1 ): they used to be attached at the hips and co can’t put her finger on when it started to change but she can tell you exactly how it ended. nine simple words: ‘they were right you are like the evil queen’. and then it all burned, because sometimes the world ends in fire. 
ex-love ( 0 / 1 ): and sometimes, the world ends in ice. maybe what they had, had never been love but it had been good. and then suddenly it was like they were edge of a cliff and co shut them out, left them in the cold rather than have to say goodbye, she couldn’t bring herself to end it so she ghosted. 
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A/N: I know Albus was gay, but I’m just really attracted to the ‘Crimes of Grindelwald’ Dumbledore played by Jude Law. And I can’t be the only one, right? This takes place after Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, and is completely AU since obviously we don’t know what happens yet. I just had this story inspiration and had to write it down. Hope you all like it! The Grindelwald family was never quite right after their mother passed away. Mr. Grindelwald took to working and drinking, hardly taking any time to pay attention to either of his children. The oldest child, 13 at the time, locked himself in his room and didn’t let anyone else in. The youngest child, only 11 years old, felt lost. With no father or brother to talk to, she threw herself into her school work and friends. Your brother, Gellert, had been a good older brother growing up. You loved him with all your heart, idolized and admired him. Even after he began changing into a cruel person, you still clung to the person he used to be. The summer after he was expelled from school, you decided to join him at your Great Aunt Bathilda’s house in Godric's Hollow. Gellert was unhappy to have you there, not wanting you to get in between his and his friends plans. You had always had a strong stance for equality of all kinds; be it blood status, gender, class standing, or even creatures. You believed that every living thing deserved rights. This was one of the things that ostracized you from your classmates, not that you really ever cared. The friends you made in school were brilliant, and you wouldn’t change them for anything in the world. Regardless of your brother not wanting you interfering with his plans, he’d introduced you to his friend Albus. Over the next two months that you spent with him, you grew to have quite the crush on the boy that was four years your senior. Albus was very kind and patient with you, something that was unusual for boys his age. Most 18 year olds acted as if younger girls were non-existent, but Albus always went out of his was to make you smile. It was like a slap in the face when reality caught up to you. You’d decided to tidy up the house while your Aunt and brother were out one day, when you came across a bunch of letters strewn around Gellerts room. Becoming curious when you noticed Albus’ neat handwriting, you took a peek. What you found in those letters would haunt you for years after. All the rumors you had heard about your brother were suddenly more believable; why he spent so much time locked in his room, the reason for his suspension, why he wanted to come to Godric’s Hollow in the first place. And what was even more horrifying; Albus, gentle and charming Albus, was actually helping him. You’d confronted them that afternoon, arms crossed and eyes stern. Gellert had just brushed aside your anger, not really caring what you thought of him. Albus though, had told you that a young girl like yourself couldn’t possibly understand that what they were doing would be for the greater good. You just couldn’t understand how ruling over millions of defenseless muggles could be for ‘the greater good’. When you said as much, Gellert had just turned away while mumbling how the muggles were lucky that they’d even be allowed to live. If it were solely up to him, he’d wipe the muggles from existence. That was the last straw. The next morning you were on a train to Scotland, to stay with your cousin while you finished your schooling. You’d never talked to either boy again after that. It was years later when your brother actually gained a following and began rising in power. Horrified at what he was doing, yet too afraid to ever face your brother head on, you fled to America. With the help of the President of MACUSA, you changed your last name and some of your features. In exchange, you worked for the Auror department in America. Eventually you rose up the ranks and worked just under Percival Graves himself. You were his second hand man, his most trusted colleague. Until you weren’t. He returned from a raid one day acting strange. He became secretive, withdrawn and more tempered. You brushed it aside for a while, but eventually you had to confront it. When Percival sentenced Tina and Newt to execution, you decided to act. You helped free the two, and snuck Newt’s case from right under Graves’ nose. You discussed your suspicions with Newt, which led him to later reveal the man was actually another in disguise. And suddenly you were face to face with the past you had tried so hard to run from. He at least didn’t know who you were, but you became a target none-the-less. After the events in New York settled down, Newt invited you to finish his book with him. The two of you got along really well, both bonding over your love for creatures. And while Newt was really good with he creatures, he wasn’t very good with his words. So while he was in charge of knowing about all of his Beasts, you were in charge of writing it down for him. You made a great team. Which brings you to the present; being dragged through the city of London after being rudely woken up this morning. “Newt, I don’t understand what the rush is! It’s only 7 in the morning, you know I love my sleep on a day off.” You whined childishly, trying to slow the frantic man down. “Grindelwald escaped.” The Hufflepuff finally told you, causing you to grow tense. “We both know there are targets on our backs for what we did to him, I need to talk to one of my old professors.” “Why?” You asked, trying to calm your racing heart beat. You wondered if your friend could hear it. “He’ll know what to do.” He said simply, and the two of you grew silent. You let Newt continue to pull you along, until he finally found a place safe enough for apparition. The two of you turned on the spot, moments later appearing on the roof of one of London’s tallest buildings. There was a man waiting for you, back turned and looking down at the city below. “Professor Dumbledore.” Newt spoke, causing you to freeze as the man before you finally turned. Surely it couldn’t be- “Newt.” The man said, a smile on his face as he looked at his old student. “It’s nice to see you again, though I believe we’ve already discussed this professor nonsense. I am no longer your professor, therefore there is no reason for you to still call me by that name.” “Right, sorry pro- er I mean Albus.” Newt corrected, earning a pleased smile from the older man. Albus’ gaze then landed on you, causing Newt to introduce you. “This is y/fake/n, she’s the one that helped me in New York. Y/fake/n, this is Albus Dumbledore. He teaches Transfiguration at Hogwarts.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Y/fake/n.” Albus spoke, offering you his hand. You finally shook yourself out of your shock, moving your eyes away from the handsome man in front of you and looking to your friend. “Are you sure we can trust him?” You asked Newt, glancing at Albus through the corner of your eye. The man had retracted his offered hand, watching you curiously. “Of course we can! I’ve known him since I was 11!” Newt defended, wondering why you were glancing distrustfully at his former professor. “I can assure you, I have but good intentions. I’d like to see Grindelwald defeated just like anyone else.” Albus spoke up, his words seemingly honest. “Forgive me if I don’t believe you, Professor.” You spoke cooly, eyes never leaving his blue ones. “But the last time I saw you, you thought Gellert’s ideas were for ‘the greater good.’” “How..?” Albus trailed off, eyes narrowing on you suspiciously. You could see his mind racing, trying to figure out how you possibly knew that part of his past. Suddenly he froze, his eyes widening in realization. “Who are you really?” He mumbled, taking a step closer to you. Newt watched from the side in shock as you raised your wand, tapped it against your head once, and mumbled a spell under your breath. A wave seemed to wash over you, changing your features into a slightly different person. “Y/N.” Albus breathed, voice soft as he took in your changed appearance. “It’s been a while.” You told him, folding your arms across your chest like you had all those years ago. “I can see why you’d be so weary of me.” Albus spoke, taking another hesitant step towards you. “But I’m not that 18 year old boy anymore. I haven’t been friends with Gellert for years, since a few days after you left actually. You leaving made a divide in our friendship, which only deepened when I realized that you were right. It took me losing you and my sister to realize that Gellert was wrong. That I was wrong. And I’ve spent every day since trying to make up for that. I’m sorry Y/N.” “I’m sorry about Ariana, I heard about her passing a week after I left. I wanted to go back for the funeral, but I just.. I couldn’t face either of you again.” You told him, arms falling limply to your sides as relief washed over you from his words. “I read all of your letters, to Aberforth.” He told you suddenly, peaking your interest. “I really missed you after you left. I must have wrote hundreds of letters to you, trying to apologize, but I threw all of them away. I couldn’t apologize for something like that through a letter. I kept hoping that maybe I could find you, I’d heard you transferred to Hogwarts so I always watched for you at the end of term. I could never find you.” He admitted, making you smile finally. “Aberforth warned me that you were looking for me, so I always waited till the last minute to get off the train. I was avoiding you at all costs because I thought you were still set in Gellerts ways. I’m sorry.” You said sincerely, lookin away from his intense eyes for a moment. It was then that you realized that Newt has disappeared, probably to let the two of you talk. You’d have to explain everything to him later, hopefully he wouldn’t be too upset with you for lying to him all this time. Albus grabbing your hands in his had your attention turning back to the wizard once again. “Do you think you could ever forgive me? I’ve spent the last 26 years trying to repent for all those thoughts I so foolishly had, and not a day goes by where I don’t regret the fact that some of his plans were given to him by me. I never want to see that look in your eyes that you gave me that day again. You were so disappointed in me, like you knew I could be better. And I want to be better. For you and for my sister, and for everyone out there that’s ever been treated unfairly. Please, do you think you could give me another chance.” Albus’ eyes were twinkling as he stared down into your eyes, sending you heart racing and your palms sweating. You suddenly weren’t a grown woman anymore, you were that 14 year old who had been enamored by the handsome older boy. “So you no longer think that wizards should rule over the muggles?” You asked, a slow grin taking over your face. When Albus shook his head, you continued. “And you don’t think muggleborns should be treated any differently than pure bloods?” You were positively beaming when he nodded again, a mischievous glint in your eyes. “Well, all that’s left now is for you to sign my petition for the fair treatment and protection of all magical creatures and I’d say a second chance would be in the near future.” Albus laughed wholeheartedly at that last bit, smiling fondly down at you. “I’d even sign that petition for the freeing of all House Elfs that you made back then if that’s what it takes.” He teased, causing you to smile widely and take the last step towards him. He pulled you against his chest, hugging you tightly in relief and he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I missed you too, Albus.”
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jiminelli · 7 years
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One Love Manchester
So some of my friends on here might have noticed, some might not and that’s okay. Lately I’ve been pretty absent-minded, not only because of uni and personal stress. I don’t know how many of you are like me not only in the K-Pop fandom but are also part of the Ariana Grande fandom (Arianators), yet in the end it’s not really important to be because it affects us all, fan or not. 
You might guess by now what I’ll be talking about - the Manchester Attack at the Ariana Grande concert. I’ve been thinking about making a post about it since it happened and wasn’t sure whether to do it or let it be but my poor friend Paula has to keep handling my emotional self, bursting out into tears every few days, so maybe this is going to help me deal with all of this a little bit better.
I myself have been an Arianator for about 7 years by now. Having the pleasure of attending a concert of hers in 2015 and meeting her outside of those fan-idol-meetup-situations back in 2013, leading to another conversation with her in 2014, I feel like I know her like a friend. She gives us fans this feeling of not only being a fan to her but to actually being her friend. Always taking the time to talk to every single one of us, to take care of us like nobody else would (she actually took me inside of her hotel with her just so I wouldn’t catch a cold, who else would do that?) and to show us every single day how much we mean to her. She loves us like friends, not like fans who spend their money on her and that’s what makes our bond with her so special. 
Ariana is one of those people that do their best to spread love and support equality. She tells us to stand up for what we believe in, to fight hate with love instead of responding with hate, to be strong and independent and love not only each other but ourselves as well. Ariana is my biggest inspiration, she is my role model, my Queen, my source of power and self-love. Thanks to her, I started to love myself again every day a little bit more, thanks to her I started to fight for what I believe in, thanks to her I gained confidence in myself. I owe her a lot and there are no words in this world that could express how thankful I am to have her as my role-model.
When I heard the news that this attack happened at one of her concerts, my world stopped. Of course I was worried about the people being hurt. I was sick to the stomach. There were so many children at this concert. So many teenagers. So many parents who just wanted their kids to have a good time. So many lives that had been destroyed in a matter of seconds at a place that should be filled with love and laughter. Another prominent thought was “why her?”. Why would anyone want to hurt her? Her, who only spreads positivity and nothing else. I think the answer is - to hit where it hurts the most. Children were attacked because they’re the vulnerable ones, they cannot fight back. Their parents would be helpless no matter if they were there or waiting at home for them to come back safely. They chose Ariana’s concert because of those exact reason. Because she spreads love. Because she’s strong. Because she’s an inspiration. Because there would be so many children. They wanted to take her down and all of her supporters with her.
They didn’t succeed. Even though we have lost 22 beautiful human beings and many have been injured, we’re still standing strong and we’ll still be spreading love and kindness. We’ll still be going to concerts and still enjoy our lives to the fullest. These demons will not bring us down. 
Many have asked me, why I get so emotional with this topic when I wasn’t even there and I’ll try to give you an explanation. This is what I also told my best friend Paula just yesterday (I had to translate it so sorry if there are any mindless errors) but it seemed to bring my point across pretty well:
Even though I don’t know the deceased, they’re like me. They’re young people who love music. Concerts make them happy, it gives them the love they need, the air to breathe, it’s their second home. They’re parents who loved their children just like my parents love me, who were on their way to pick up their kids, ready to listen to them ramble about the best night of their life and just be happy for their young ones. They’re people like you and me that just wanted to see their idol and have a good time. Even though they’re not from my country and I don’t know them, I have things in common with all of them. With every single one of the 22 who have been murdered and everyone who is still in the hospital recovering. I can’t and I won’t let them being forgotten. I will never forget this, never in my entire life. Even though I wasn’t there, every time I think about it, I have a physical pain shooting through my heart which makes my head hurt as a consequence. It just doesn’t stop. I wasn’t there at the arena when it happened, I wasn’t even in front of the arena, not even in the same country. But my heart was with Ariana and all of the fans. My heart broke even though I wasn’t there in person.
I want to add that this is for everyone who enjoys going to concerts, who is part of any kind of fanbase - it affects us all. You don’t even have to be part of a fanbase at all, just a human with a caring heart. 
I’m not saying that every other terroristic attack on this planet isn’t bad or isn’t as bad as the attack in Manchester. They’re all horrible, no matter where they happen. It’s just that this one has affected me the most. This one hits me where it hurts the most. This one makes my heart hurt in a way that’s barely bearable because I see myself and all of my friends and family in the faces of the deceased.
I saw my mutuals on twitter looking for their loved ones or being looked for themselves. I saw them coming out of the arena completely disturbed and terrified of what they had experienced. I went through the process of looking for the missing people with them, only to find out that many of them were taken away from us. I might not have known them personally but it felt like I did. After all those hours of searching, helping and hoping, it felt like I did know them all. 
Watching the One Love Manchester show yesterday, seeing the audience standing together, sharing the happiness but also crying together with the artists, made my heart fill with joy yet with pain. So many heartbreaking words were shared with all of us, yet so many wise and motivational speeches were held that it was a mix of emotions. It’s something that I struggle to put into words, you should experience it yourself to fully understand.   
Honestly, I have no idea where I was going with this post. I just want you guys to know that you shouldn’t be scared. Keep living your life to the fullest. Don’t let them destroy beauty and happiness. We can fight against it. 
Remember the people who have passed during that attack. Don’t let their death just pass by, they deserve so much more. Here are all 22 deceased who’s lives have been taken unnecessarily due to pure evil:
Saffie Rose Roussos, 8
Nell Jones, 14
Sorrell Leczkowski, 14
Eilidh MacLeod, 14
Olivia Campbell, 15
Megan Hurley, 15
Chloe Rutherford, 17
Georgina Callander, 18
Liam Curry, 19
Courtney Boyle, 19
John Atkinson, 28
Martyn Hett, 29
Kelly Brewster, 32
Philip Tron, 32
Angelika Klis, 39
Marcin Klis, 42
Elaine McIver, 43
Alison Howe, 45
Michelle Kiss, 45
Lisa Lees, 47
Wendy Fawell, 50
Jane Tweddle-Taylor, 51
Rest In Peace tiny elephants. Ariana will never forget you and neither will I. 
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YbriAna, AleBarro, and A Lot More Rants
First of all, let me express my immense disappointment with the writing direction the makers of Encantadia’s requel have decided to go for in Book 2. More specifically, I’m severely disappointed with the execution. Maybe it sounded good on paper when they agreed on the summary, but it sure doesn’t look like they care much about the details. At least, it doesn’t look like it on TV.
And if that’s not bad enough, the newbie actors are not doing the show any favors as well. And I’m pretty sure you all know very well which “new” character I’m most frustrated with.
Yep. It’s Arra San Agustin’s Ariana character, the new Amihan (but not really).
Now let me clarify that while I was initially disappointed knowing that Kylie would be somewhat replaced (but not really?) by a new actress (heck, who wasn’t?), I eventually warmed up to the idea because honestly, it actually sounded pretty interesting. I loved the thrill and excitement of the idea of having her family slowly discover one by one that Ariana is actually Amihan, while she herself is trying to figure out who she really is.
Like come on! Imagine the tension, the huge emotional scenes between her and her three beloved sisters, her daughter Lira, and especially her true love Ybrahim, when they all find out that their former Queen has come back from the dead and is staying for good! The audience would be thrilled, and it would be as if Amihan never left.
Well, that ain’t going to be possible anymore.
Not with how the showrunners are executing Ariana’s story, and worse, Arra’s unhelpful, bland acting.
For more details, just go check out @iris-sistibly’s wonderful rant about the requel, if for some reason you haven’t checked it out before. Her critiques are exactly my thoughts on the show’s mistakes.
With that said, here are the 3 “We could’ve had it aaaaall” subplots that would’ve been good, but didn’t happen the way we expected:
1. Amihan’s strong, unbreakable connection with her sisters:
Akala ko this story’s about 4 sisters?
If there’s anyone who should’ve recognized Amihan first, it should’ve been her sisters, the ones who were with her since the day she was brought to Encantadia. Parang walang kwenta ang blood connection between Amihan and the rest.
Why are there almost no scenes between Ariana and the 3 sanggres?
The only deep, private conversation Ariana had with one of her true sisters was with Alena, talking about how Ariana should make the moves on Ybrahim so that he can be happy again (I’ll deal with this issue later). Shouldn’t Alena have suspected the reason why Ybrahim has suddenly started to fall for this woman, when he’s been so hungover from losing Amihan even after so long, was because Ariana is similar to Amihan?
And what about Danaya, the sister arguably closest and most loyal to Amihan? Couldn’t there have been a scene between the two of them only where they just sit and talk about what’s going on, and then have Danaya suspect something unusal yet familiar about Ariana?
The same with Pirena. This calculating, witty sanggre had the most conversations with Ariana out of the three, albeit angry and emotional ones, and yet she does not suspect at all that her once hated sister is inside Ariana’s body.
Well, I don’t blame them. Even us the audience are just as confused at the extent of Amihan’s personality in Ariana.
One of the worst changes in the requel, or rather Book 2, is the undermining of the 4 sanggres’ sisterly bond. Yes, Alena, Danaya, and Pirena have worked well together in order to honor Amihan’s legacy. And perhaps Danaya and Pirena might have their occasional disagreements and all.
But those are nothing new and exciting. This would’ve been their chance to prove that their sisterhood is unbreakable and stronger than any adversity. This would’ve clearly defined the main theme of Encantadia: the strength of love and family. The story between 4 warrior sisters.
Pero wala e. Iba ang fino-focus nila na “development”, which is failing miserably and of which I will discuss later on.
In short, the writers have forgotten the true essence of Encantadia and what the show really stands for.
2. Amihan’s inner “Motherly” side where Lira’s concerned:
I think we all know (and greatly despise) that certain Popcorn moment Ariana had when instead of helping Lira, the girl who’s supposed to be her real daughter, she instinctly decided to cower and hide in fear, and watch as Asval and co. continuously shot Lira to death.
The worst part of all is that she doesn’t seem one bit apologetic about the fact that she did absolutely NOTHING to save her.
Seriously? Are you sure Amihan’s in there?
Even if Ariana’s persona is obviously more visible, the real Amihan would’ve burst with emotion and make her enemies PAY for hurting her beloved daughter. She would’ve given up logic, anything really, to save her daughter and bring justice to her death.
Shouldn’t the power of love be strong enough to bring out her true self? Bakit kung sa mga normal fighting scenes or training, lumalabas ang pagka-Amihan, but when her daughter needs her the most, naka-off ang Amihan radar niya? That’s just plain inconsistent.
Also, they’re so-called “Mother-Daughter” bonding? I don’t see them as very convincing Not only is Arra’s acting uninspiring, but the way they show/place these moments out of nowhere is just … ugh!
It would’ve made more sense if Lira and Ariana actually bonded outside of their Tagapangalaga roles. What I mean is, it would’ve been nice to see them getting to know each other personally, and maybe after Lira reveals more about herself, Ariana would feel more and more the pull in her heart that’s telling her that this girl’s supposed to be THAT important to her, which will puzzle her and suspect her own identity.
Not only would that establish their Mother-Daughter bond again (and maybe give more time for Arra to get used to being a mother to Mikee), but it would also serve as development for Lira too.
Maybe then I would be okay with watching Lira remember her mother whenever Ariana shows an act of kindness to her.
3. Ybrahim and Amihan’s death-defying love and devotion to each other:
Now this is something that’s obviously being focused the most by the showrunners, no doubt since the YbraMihan fandom is (or perhaps was) the largest and most vocal group in Enca and is one of the reasons why some episodes have high ratings. No surprise that Ybrahim, who’s still pining for Amihan, would be the first to recognize or suspect something familiar about Ariana.
Even though I was heartbroken at the thought that KyRu could not continue YbraMihan’s epic love story in Enca, I was excited to see how their relationship would unfold with this new predicament. And while all along I predicted that the new Amihan actress would never have as much incredible and effortless chemistry with Ruru as Kylie did, I was willing to give it a chance for as long as they had a good, natural-flowing story development.
Except it didn’t happen that way.
Instead, Ybrahim and Ariana’s love story became one of if not the worst portrayed romance ever in Enca history.
Where should I start?
Hmm, let’s see. For one, they don’t have that sizzling chemistry. Even if the writing was bad, the undeniable chemistry would’ve been able to save it and at least make the romance look good.
For YbraMihan, they had both the realistic development and the unexpectedly overwhelming chemistry. That was exactly why most of the fandom including myself have switched to their side, because they made the most sense.
In AzuPiren’s case, even though Marx isn’t that good of an actor and his love story with Pirena wasn’t focused on that much, his burning chemistry with Glaiza saved this pairing and has earned the love of the fandom.
Unfortunately, Arra just doesn’t have that with Ruru.
Worse, the way they make it seem like every time Ariana is onscreen, the only thing she could ever think of is Ybrahim this and Ybrahim that.
Like giiiiiirl, Amihan was NEVER this obssessed with Ybrahim even though she loved him with all her heart.
The thing that YbriAna is having that became the very reason why I loathed AleBarro ver. 2 is the INSTA-LOVE.
How do you define Insta-Love? Well, think of it as Romeo and Juliet. These lovers have just met, and they’ve become so attracted to each other that for some reason they decide right away that they’re the love of their lives (even though they haven’t even gotten to know each other for more than a week) and would do anything, break the rules, defy their parents, or even kill themselves, in order to be with their lover.
That is what’s happening right now. You’re told and shown over and over that these two have a connection. But what would’ve made it more convincing is, like I mentioned with Lira, by having these two re-bond with each other and have them fall for each other not only because of the unavoidable pull they feel but also realizing the aspects that made them fall for the other like YbraMihan’s past.
The way they’re so into each other with absolutely no basis except for the invisible bond they have due to YbraMihan’s love makes this whole love affair a waste of time.
I hate to say this, but this ruined YbraMihan AND Amihan’s character. No wonder people are starting to lean over AleBarro’s side.
The main issue here really, overall, is the treatment the showrunners are giving the story.
They’re trying too hard to make these scenes look exciting and “twisted” for the sake of ratings that they fail to deliver a real, sympathetic and well-thought story that brings out the best in its characters, even the villains.
If they had problems with that, then they really should’ve ended with Book 1 and perhaps relax and take their time coming up with a better risk-proof story while waiting for Kylie to be available again. Better to end with a short, yet beautifully-executed story than an overdue, boring plot.
Now onto the main issue.
Shipping wars have always been a normal thing in fandoms, and Encantadia is no different. The biggest ship war we ever had was between AleBarro and YbraMihan, and for good reason too.
This time though, it’s ironic how these two rival shippers have somewhat united against YbriAna, despite the fact that YbriAna is essentially YbraMihan.
But can you blame them really?
The way I see it, AleBarro fans are frustrated with how unfair it is that GabRu weren’t given their second (or third?) chance now that Kylie’s out of the picture. Not to mention, some fans could still be very particular about following the original canon. I think it became worse when Arra ended up disappointing us even further, so having Ybrahim fall for a weak character like Ariana instead of Alena again, who’s become stronger and never really stopped loving Ybarro, would seem quite unfair especially to the Gabbi/GabRu fandom.
As for YbraMihan fans, like myself, it’s incredibly irritating to see how low they’re making their beautiful love story to be. Like I mentioned above, sobrang pangit ang pagka-execute ng mga scenes nila. And while Ruru’s acting is consistently on-point, Arra just doesn’t seem to keep up.
While I’m sure the writers had good intentions with this Sarkosi arc, THEY ARE. RUINING. THE VERY FOUNDATION AS TO WHY THEY LOVED EACH OTHER AND WHY FANS FELL IN LOVE WITH THEM.
Ariana is a big degrade from the Amihan we all know and love. YbriAna is a cheap 80% discount of the YbraMihan we all fought so hard for. And with YbriAna looking extra cheesier than Book 1 AleBarro, it’s really no wonder why people are taking AleBarro’s side this time than YbriAna/YbraMihan.
While I was initially sure that YbriAna would end up becoming canon, now that the show is again reminding us of Alena’s unwavering feelings for Ybarro (which I honestly don’t know how when they haven’t had a good, strong foundation in the start anyway), I’m now down to 50% certain of the outcome.
So here’s how I see it if they decide to switch back to AleBarro:
The Good:
1. They are the original canon, so having them end up together would not only reward Alena’s endurance, but also stay true to the original love story.
2. Alena has always been the person who sees sense and calms people down whenever tensions are high. That’s no different with how she treats Ybrahim, except her feelings for him run deeper than platonic. And right now, with him losing everything that’s important to him, he needs emotional support more than ever.
3. Alena DOES NOT disrespect her place in Ybrahim’s heart. It’s obvious that Ybrahim’s feelings for her have been long gone, and while there are plenty of opportunities for Alena to take advantage of Amihan’s absence or his problems to bring herself closer to him, she does not do it because she knows her boundaries and has her pride as a strong, independent woman, which I can say is VERY admirable of her.
4. Ybrahim can finally move on and be happy, have his new Queen of Sapiro, and maybe have Armea, the heir to the throne.
The Bad:
1. HINDI PA TONG LOVE STORY TAPOS??? While I loved Alena’s immense development, I’m disappointed with how repetitive this storyline is. Ybrahim’s true love in the requel is clearly Amihan, so having him end up with Alena, whom he already had a relationship before and tried to make it work but failed, would only make her seem like the second fiddle. And Alena does not deserve that.
2. While some people may see Ybarro/Ybrahim as a “womanizer” since he’s had about 3 love interests already, I think that’s a very unfair judgement for him. He never had a strong foundation with Alena, and because he had a better build-up with Amihan, it shouldn’t come off as a surprise to anyone that his feelings for Amihan would be stronger. And with Ariana, the only reason why he’s attracted to her is because he sees Amihan in her. So calling him a womanizer while in reality he’s only pining for his one true love for such a long time is kinda low.
Having him return to Alena is almost like making him some sort of ping pong ball that goes back and forth between women depending on who’s available to him. Like I said, it’s repetitive and overused, and I’m tired of seeing them give these two another chance when really this love story should’ve been long over. I am sick of this “First Love will never die” peg of Filipino teleseryes. Which brings us to number 3…
3. What is the point of Alena taking so long to “move on” when all along she never actually did? What is the point of Ybrahim’s eternal love for Amihan if he’ll end up falling for Alena when all along Amihan’s sarkosi is right there? She may be stronger and independent as a woman, but bringing her back to the man who only brought more pain than happiness is I think an injustice to Alena’s efforts. Ybrahim is not a price to be won just because Alena’s love for him never went away. And having Ybrahim fall for her again mostly due to some needed emotional support like a band-aid is unfair to Alena.
If Ybrahim has not looked at her in a romantic light ever since he chose Amihan, I don’t see how he’ll magically have these feelings for her again especially when he already knows how good a person Alena is. Not especially when he still feels strongly for Amihan through Ariana.
4. What is the freaking point of Memfes and Adamya??? It’s as if they’re only made to be fillers! This was supposed to be Alena’s time to shine, to show how good a leader she is on her own without depending too much on her loved ones, and to show that she’s not only meant to be a love interest. This is supposed to be the time to expand more about Adamya and bring it up there with the other countries. If she really wants to give her all to Adamya’s rebuilding, I don’t think being Queen of Sapiro would give her enough time and energy to do that.
About Memfes, I’m not impressed with him to be honest. Lance Serrano (am I right?) is as bad as Arra in terms of acting. But the “Beauty and the Beast” peg AleMemfes is going for would’ve been interesting if done properly, and I think it would be fitting for Alena to find love within a, well, a “beast” who actually has a good heart and is finding a place to belong, which is something they’d have in common.
Unfortunately, Memfes is being portrayed more like an Ybarro ver. 2. A lot of their meetings are similar to AleBarro’s first meetings. Heck, they don’t even have enough screentime to convince the audience of their chemistry. It would’ve been nice to see more variety and originality to clearly see the difference between AleBarro and AleMemfes.
(Bakit kasi hindi nalang si Muros ang pinatuloyan kay Alena if there had to be anyone?)
But really, the writers have already gone so far into establishing YbriAna, even introducing Memfes for Alena. So what would be the freaking point of Ariana and Memfes kung AleBarro lang pala ang magkatuloyan? Which brings us to number 5…
5. What would be the whole point of Amihan risking her own identity in order to return to her mag-ama, that is Ybrahim and Lira? What would be her purpose if Lira’s already dead and Ybrahim would only end up in someone else’s arms?
Making AleBarro endgame in my eyes is basically destroying any chance of Kylie coming back to the finale with a happy ending for Amihan. Come on, do you really believe that WHEN the true Amihan comes back, Ybrahim would wholeheartedly choose to be with Alena because it would seem to be the right thing to do? Could Ybrahim really take it if he cannot be near Amihan when she’s finally right there? I think we all already know that answer from Book 1. I mean, can you imagine what it would be like for Kylie and Ruru to be in the same scene, but they can no longer be romantic because Ybrahim has moved on with Alena? I can just see it now…
Imagine Amihan, the real one, coming to the wedding ceremony and giving her blessing to Ybrahim and Alena (because we all know how self-sacrificial Amihan really is, unlike Ariana). And as she stops in front of the two of them, her eyes lock with Ybrahim’s for a moment, but that moment would seem like a lifetime for them. Their eyes would express their shared feeling of regret and longing for a love that was not meant to be. Alena could only stand by the sidelines and let them have their last moment, perhaps a bit guilty and insecure at the intense connection the two share even after so long.
And while AleBarro fans are rejoicing, the YbraMihan fandom would reawaken completely and explode with comments flying all over the place.
“Dapat si Amihan ang nasa tabi ni Ybrahim!“
“Bakit parang mas gusto ni Ybrahim na si Amihan ang magiging asawa niya kay sa kay Alena?”
“Iba talaga ang lakas ng chemistry ng KyRu!”
Let’s be honest. The impact of the ending would really be more effective if Kylie was allowed to come back for the sake of sentimentality and to finish Amihan’s story herself. The finale would be more memorable for the fact that we’d have all four sisters reunited, and the family of YbraLiraMihan would have their long-awaited moment once again and FINALLY live happily ever after. Also hoping that Lira will finally become Queen in the end.
Even without Ybrahim, I’m pretty sure Alena could still have her happy ending. She’ll finally be able to close that painful chapter and give second love a chance, most likely in Memfes. And together they can live quietly in Adamya and build their family there, just like what Alena has always dreamed of.
Honestly, Alena does not deserve a man who does not completely see her worth even when she’s been supporting him from behind all her life.
To summarize it all down, while I despise YbriAna and agree that AleBarro looks far better together than the former at this moment, when i think about the long run/finale, there is no doubt in my mind that having YbraMihan (KyRu) end up together in the end will be make the most noisy impact (in a good way) in and out of the fandom.
I can at least pretend right then and there that Amihan never died and Book 2 never happened except for the ending. This’ll be the greatest reward for everyone enduring YbriAna.
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