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vitaminseetarot · 8 months

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Butterfly PAC: What Will Your Next Falling in Love Feel Like? 🦋💕

Some think love can be measured by the amount of butterflies in their tummy. Others think love can be measured in bunches of flowers, or by using the words 'for ever.' But love can only truly be measured by actions. It can be a small thing, such as peeling an orange for a person you love because you know they don't like doing it. Marian Keyes

Sup y'all and welcome back to my free PAC readings! Thank you so so much for your patience with this particular post. It's been a busy week and it'll only get busier! I haven't done many love readings in the past as my readings focused solely on the querent. I decided to keep it simple and focus on that (frankly addicting) feeling of falling in love for the first time with someone.

There are four butterflies to choose from today to show you how it will feel like for you the next time you fall in love. If you're already with someone, this can represent how it feels when your partner does something truly special for you, what the right signal feels like.

As always you can choose more than one.

Pile 1, Blue Morpho Pile 2, Orange Monarch Pile 3, Red Peacock Pile 4, Emerald Swallowtail Pile 5, Purple Emperor

Pile 1: Blue (Morpho)

XVIII Moon; Rest, Inspiration, Let it Be, 28. Blessed Sight; X Wheel of Fortune, 5 of Pentacles, XIII Death, XIV Temperance

I pulled your oracle cards before your tarot, and before I did I said "this must be my Pisces pile". Then BOOM I got the Moon card dead center. You may be drawn to this pile if you have a lot or important Pisces placements, but I think it also very well describes the general energy of this pile.

Your next falling in love will be like a dream, or something that came from your dreams. Your person may remind you of someone you once met in your dreams even. It will feel as though your crush will be as a glowing light in the dark that warms you as you move forward into the unknown. If you're with someone, they could be showing up in your dreams more and more--there could even be a case of you both receiving signals about each other.

You're comfortable with letting fate be the guiding hand in you you'll meet next and what your partner will be like. Notice how in two cards we see closed eyes? One is resting, while the other is still walking to where she wants to go. There is a certain faith about this pile, you feel in your heart that the one you're seeking is out there and that you will not need to put yourself in uncomfortable situations to find them.

With this, sometimes you may falter and feel disheartened when you feel other people meeting their match while you're still watching the clouds roll by in the shape of your dreams. Fate combines both luck and change. Don't be afraid to sit back and let the process unfold before you. It doesn't mean you can expect your dream crush to come knocking on your door (although they could!), you can put yourself out there and mingle. This is an internal sense, adopt the intuition of letting the little guiding lights connect together and guide you when they are ready to.

Pile 2: Orange (Monarch)

XII Hanged One; Abundance, Pause, Determination, 11. Inspiration; XI Justice, King of Cups, 3 of Swords, 10 of Wands

This pile has likely had relationships in the recent past which may not have worked out. Or there were some romantic prospects where things didn't line up right. It seems like you're working on bringing yourself back into alignment where you can focus more on your personal goals in life. While there's nothing wrong with that, this question is about what it will feel like the next time you're in love. And I have to remind those who need this message that it's okay to take the time you need to recover.

But when you're finally ready to emerge back into the dating world, or if you're planning to, you will need to do so with open arms. Not the same as naïveté. Not the same as being in the same situations or patterns that didn't work out before. But you will need to push aside negative feelings telling you it won't work out again before you can move further with other singles. If you're in a relationship it's likely that your partner wants to see your emotional qualities more, they want you to open up so they can do the same. They want to work side-by-side with you and help you.

You're a strong individual when it comes to reaching your goals. With that said, it's okay to let others, specifically your next partner, help you out in areas you normally excel in. It will help loosen the tension a lot and bring ease to your abundance mindset. Support is with you and you don't need to do it alone. Let your crush carry some of the extra bags for you and help you relax. And don't think that by doing this you're somehow limiting yourself from reaching your future goals. If anything, your crush will help you move ahead. Your crush will want to see you CRUSH it in the board room. You will feel 100% backed and protected by your next love.

Also I wanted to add that when I did the reading for this pile, a little moth landed on my door's window and stared at me upside down like the Hanged One! Not a butterfly, but close enough! Moths talk about what you're intuitively drawn to, but also confusion following paths (since artificial light messes with their navigation). Let moths be your animal sign for when you're soon to meet your next love. They will help to guide you towards the better light.

Pile 3: Red (Peacock)

7 of Wands; Mystery, Desire, Wisdom, 24. Heal Thyself; 3 of Pentacles, VI Lovers, Queen of Cups, 7 of Wands (x2)

Pile 3, I'm glad I chose the beautiful red Peacock butterfly for your reading because this pile is incredibly bold! You got 7 of wands twice. It doesn't seem as though you're scared to stand out of the crowd to attract your next crush. Similarly, you want the same in your partner. You may be looking for someone who's strong and assertive, and maybe loves to put on a good show for people (as we have Mars in Leo here).

You could be into punk, or darker music genres. Your next love will be fiery, but won't show all their cards. They leave just enough detail for you to want to know more, I think they'd like to egg you on or tease you (but not in a mean way). This person could be way more intelligent than they may let on initially. You'll feel challenged by them, in a refreshing way. They may invite you to debate or play something competitive with them.

I think there's one thing that must be greatly noted with this pile, and that's remembering to stop and take some time for yourself. It doesn't mean stepping out of the dating scene. There's a fine line to walk between meeting someone who's very attractive at face level and the love that comes from genuine compatibility. Lovers speaks about integrating these two parts as one instead of thinking it's one or the other.

You also need to make sure to prioritize your own needs as well rather than get caught up in the heat of passion. I don't think this pile struggles at all with passion, but some emotional discretion is advised here. There could have been people surrounding past relationships who weren't really supportive of who you were with. Whether or not they were in the "right", it's left you a bit defensive over who you choose to be with. Please remember to take time away from every influence to listen to your own inner voice.

Pile 4: Green (Emerald Swallowtail)

King of Pentacles; Stop, Pause, Goals, 23. Big Picture; 2 of Cups, XVII Star, XIV Temperance, 6 of Cup

Oh wow, pile 4. Stop and Pause side by side, and then we have Goals on the bottom. Stopping goals! Says who?! Not you, Emerald Swallowtail, with the King of Pentacles in front. You must be a very career or school driven group. Money savvy, ambitious, and unafraid to chart unknown territory. You'll definitely be a catch for the next person you fall for.

Except it doesn't seem like you're in the mood for the dating scene at all. Not in the fun and casual sense anyway. You want someone serious and committed, right off the bat. Someone who's fiscally responsible and likely as driven as you. You want someone who comes right in, sits down, and presents themselves as a good partner as though they're interviewing for a job hoping the star will stand out of the pack. Mainly, you want to know exactly what you're in for before sticky things like emotions even enter the picture.

This pile seems similar to my pile 2. Maybe somebody in the past told you that as soon as you marry or get serious with someone, it's gonna affect your career or your stability and that sacrifices will inevitably be made. That seeking any kind of relationship is like stepping over huge boulders hoping your ankle won't fall through between the cracks. The thing is, emotions are already involved in this. Your next love will make you feel stable and secure, knowing that you don't have to push too hard to get by.

Moreover, your next love will LOVE that you're career oriented. They will not be threatened by your achievements. They can help you bring balance between the adult side of you that's disciplined and focused and the little kid in you who wants to play and explore. Your next love will help you expand beyond what you thought was possible in a relationship. You'll be half of a real power couple who can tackle anything together with forces combined.

Pile 5: Purple (Emperor)

6 of Wands; Ideation, Open Heart, Hibernation, 2. Understanding; XII Hanged One, 10 of Cups, Page of Swords, 7 of Wands

Hi, lovely pile 5! Your next love will simply make you feel like you're actually radiating. Notice all the little diamonds on the 6 of wands as well as the Ideation card? Your next love will feel more rare than diamonds, it will have you shining like one. There is such warmth with this pile, it's like the sense of having a good looking musician with a great smile gently guide your hand up on stage to let you be part of the show. Even if you're the shy type to stand back, your crush will rave about you enough to have you blushing. They'll root for your success even when you'd rather be modest.

I get with this pile that you may be slow to open up with new people, and that you would prefer to take your time in meeting someone serious. You may be just starting to dip your feet in the dating scene, perhaps for the first time. You're realizing that it's one thing to imagine what it'd be like to go out and meet new people, but it's another to actually do it. But I don't see any reason to worry too much here. Even if you come off as shy, people can sense the glow of your aura. You have a quiet but unabashed confidence and may attract that in your next partner as well.

If there's one thing I can advise for you, pile 5, is to avoid being over critical about who you would rather be or NOT be with. I mean overcritical about the little things. Try to avoid saying things like "I can't be with someone who chews too loud" because you could meet the love of your life where that happens to be their one and only flaw. If you allow compassion to rule here, then it will return back to you ten fold.

Your next love feels so smooth and romantic, your next crush will want to woo you. They will really go out their way to impress you and while they can be comfortable inside the house on rainy days, likely there will be chances to travel and share new experiences abroad. They'll love being with you but will work to warm you up to the wonders of life. They will yearn for your happiness, pile 5, your bliss will be their success! When your heart tells you it's safe, allow yourself to wander into a new adventure with someone who lights up your world inside and out.

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giantchasm · 1 month

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WOE ASKS BE UPON YE

🕸️🦋🥀 for Peony (no i'm not evil wdym)

HEHEHE. Don't worry, I'm evil, too. You've no need to hide.

🕸️ (Spiderweb) - Create a bouquet inspired by your OC! It can be based on their color palette, flower language and symbolism, whatever they like best, or any combination of the three.

Well, obviously there have to be peonies. That one's just kind of a given. As I mentioned in my design for her all grown up, tulips (blue ones, specifically) and crocus have sentimental meaning for her— having originally had sentimental meaning for various members of her family, so they'd have to be there too!

But aside from the more obvious ones... I think she'd also have forget-me-nots (With her seeing it as her duty to remember and honor those that have passed), white lilies, lotus and asphodels (for similar reasons), hydrangeas (representing family roots and persevering love but also arrogance and boasting, which... yeah), and hollyhocks (for ambition).

Is that too many flowers for one bouquet? What's the like... standard for this sort of thing? I suppose going over-the-top in that regard just makes sense considering where she comes from, though.

Interestingly, Peony is moreso associated with dead flowers than living ones, though. So perhaps all of these would be a little bit withered!

🦋 (Butterfly) - Does your OC ‘fear the reaper’, so to speak? If they fused with Morpho Knight, what sort of form would they take on?

Peony has a... complicated, abnormal relationship with death. Not only did she have a near-death experience she blocked out and got superpowers from, giving her the impression that she's some kind of invincible magical girl who can do whatever she wants and escape unscathed, but she's also surrounded by dead people. Death isn't a concept to her in the same way as it is to us, because, "Oh! My friends over there are dead and they're still hanging out with me :)." She sees it as just another stage of life.

That said, her disregard for death's severity also leads to a blatant misunderstanding of its permanence. Not only does she believe she'll never die- or that if she does she'll "find a way out of it," but one of her main goals in life is to find a way to resurrect the ghosts and bring them back for Realsies. She will not listen to anyone when they tell her that is not going to happen.

She's met Morpho Knight a few times. Mostly because of her stubborn defiance and insistence on spitting in death's face.

The first time she ever met it was shortly after her near-death experience. It was extremely angry with the ghosts for intervening in that and threatening to whisk them away to Hades for daring to interfere with the mortal world, but Peony overheard, barged into the conversation and said that if Morpho Knight should punish anyone it should be her, since she was the one who was supposed to die!

It went "okay" and tested her resolve, but when she didn't back down ultimately it didn't have the guts to kill the kid. Stupid Kirby made it go soft. It left, merely giving the group a slap on the wrist and a firm warning to "never break the rules again."

...However, this was Peony's first lesson in learning that she could get away with breaking the rules and only steeled her resolve. She hasn't known the meaning of the word "no" since.

Morpho Knight watches her from a distance, simultaneously admittedly curious about her powers and also wanting to make sure she doesn't get up to too much trouble with them. Occasionally it'll intervene and go "HEY. DON'T FUCKING DO THAT." if she like. Rips someone's soul out of their body and nearly kills them, but for the most part it actually leaves her be.

That said, if she were to ever try and actually go through with her plan to resurrect the dead people, Morpho Knight can and would stop her by force. For all it's softened over the years, it still has a job, and that job is maintaining the balance of life and death. If she were to attempt to undo that balance it would show her none of the same mercy it showed her as a child. It could and would kill her, and eventually it makes this ultimatum known. It's something that very much frustrates and depresses her, because she loves the ghosts a lot and feels like they they're depending on her

But they tell her she's already done so much for her and that she doesn't need to feel bad. Really... they never had the same hope that could ever happen that she did. They had their chance. They lived their lives. They made their mistakes and there's not much they can do about it now. They're lucky to even have a way to communicate with people. They wouldn't ask for more.

I think, in part, the reason Morpho Knight is relatively lenient with Peony is that it's 'training' her. When her own death eventually arrives it thinks her powers could certainly be put to interesting use as a minor grim reaper. She's an apprentice of sorts, even if she doesn't realize it.

I'd love to draw you a Morpho!Peony, but I have like 800 things to illustrate and art has been taking me a ridiculous amount of time to finish recently so that will not be happening. Just have to use your imagination, I suppose.

🥀 (Wilted Rose) - Do they have a Soul form? What would it look and act like? How much control over themselves do they have? Is it still possible to save them, or are they too far gone?

I actually already answered this one! Something-something great (evil) minds think alike ahahaha.

#i'll get around to answering the glock questions #as well as the questions for a few other kirby characters i have in my inbox soon #but life has been hectic so one thing at a time #just know i Will do it eventually

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jadedxrealityw · 3 years

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-The Sun And The Moon- Luna Lovegood x Female Reader

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Kody: My favorite girl, i’m also using the headcanon where Draco and Luna are cousins because i can.

Movie/Show: Harry Potter, ignoring the storyline, and the fact the weasley twins would have graduated already.

House/Year: Ravenclaw / 7th year

Summary: You and Luna had been together since you were both 14, with you being the more aggressive one in the relationship while Luna let things go rather quick. Luna always calmed you down enough to not blow up on people when they messed with her, but one comment pushes you over.

Possible Triggers/Warnings: if you think girls being with other girls is gross, get the hell off my page, slight Hermione slander, cursing, the fluff, Draco being a cool cousin,

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“I know your awake” Luna spoke, continuing to poke your face with her finger. “No i’m not” you respond, turning on your side, so you weren’t facing her anymore, hearing her disappointed whine as you did so. After a couple seconds of silence, you feel Luna poke your back.

“It’s pudding day. I know you're tired, but can you come with me to get some?” she says. Sometimes you wished you could say no to the girl, but it was impossible, it’s Luna were talking about here. Opening your eyes, you lay back on your back, looking up at Luna who was sitting up on the bed.

“Fine, but i’m not changing” you say, her lips turning upwards into her sweet smile. Cute. “That’s fine, i’ll grab our shoes” she says, pushing out the bed and going over to where you kept your shoes. It was a saturday so you did not feel like changing out of your comfortable pajamas.

getting up as well, you walk over to the long mirror that hung by your desk. Yeah, you looked like you gave zero fucks today, wearing a plain black graphic t-shirt and black sweats. While combing through your hair with your fingers, Luna stands behind you, her dirty blond hair all messed up.

“Hi” you say casually, like she had just walked in. Luna smiles and stands beside you, shaking her head a bit as she quite enjoyed the messy hair look. After that she wipes off her blue t-shirt and light grey sweats “Ready” Luna spoke and you nod, turning away from the mirror.

you both grab your shoes and slip them on. Luna puts on her red plaid converse and you just put on a plain black pair. After your laces were tied, you grabbed her hand and left the comfort of your dorm room for the glorious pudding that your more glorious girlfriend required.

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the great hall, seven minutes later

some students were sitting at tables, most likely not in their perspective house, because it was seven in the morning and no one wanted to be alive at the moment. Luna on the other hand looked like a first year who had just walked into honeydukes.

“Let’s sit next to Fred” Luna says, not giving you a second to answer as she pulls you, by your hand to the Gryffindor table. Luna plops down into the seat, next to Fred, while you took a seat beside her. Fred looked over at the both of you and smiled “Morning you two, didn’t think you get up”

“It’ pudding day” you say and with those few words Fred understood right away “Ah yes, pudding day. A lovely tradition” George cuts in, laughing along with his twin. Luna chuckles before scooping the chocolate desert into a bowl, a happy smile upon her face.

maybe getting out of bed wasn’t so bad afterall

you watch as Luna stuffed her face with pudding, which mde your heart warm a bit “You’ll surely get sick if you eat all of that” and the cuteness was over. You turn your head slightly, facing the Gryffindor girl, Hermione Granger “Good thing it isn’t your call then, huh?” you say back, giving her a dead stare.

continuing your unblinking gaze for a few seconds, it weirds Hermione out enough until she scoffs and turns back to her previous conversation. You had nothing against Hermione Granger, she was a sweet girl with smarts beyond you, but she had a little habit.

that habit being sticking her nose into other peoples business

on any other day you two would get along like any other good friends, but she always had to let you know her opinion even if you didn’t want to hear it or if you were doing something she deemed unhealthy, dangerous, stupid, she would tell you every possible outcome and how your future children would be cursed.

something like that

anyway, Hermione just pissed you off sometimes, end of story- well not really. You assumed Luna had not heard what Hermione said as she continued to munch on her food, which meant you went back to oddling her all while George and Fred made fun of you for doing so.

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courtyard, three hours later

“What about that one?” you say, pointing to the blue butterfly illustrated on the page. Luna smiles, running her thumb over the picture. “That’s the blue morpho butterfly, there so beautiful, but there only found in Latin America like Mexico or Colombia”

nodding long, you listened as she ranted on about the particular butterfly “Sounds like i have to take you to Mexico one day” you say, reaching your arm around her shoulder. Luna looks at you, her bright greyish blue eyes twinkingly “Really?” she had one of the brightest smiles you had ever seen.

you couldn’t help but grin back at her, leaning forward to kiss the side of her hair, catching the calming lavender scent she wore. “Of course, just need to graduate of course” you remind her. Luna nods before looking back at her book, flipping to another page.

“Hello”

looking up, your met with the platinum blond ‘Slytherin prince’, Draco Malfoy. He was by myself, which was usual and he took a seat in the grass, in front of you both “Malfoy” you greeted him and he nodded in your direction “L/n” he replied in the same formal tone.

then he looked at Luna and they both smiled at each other. Should probably mention that the both of them were distant cousins. Draco found out while digging through old family records a couple years ago and was surprisingly happy to have someone who wasn’t stuck up be blood related to him.

ever since then Draco would hang out with both of you when his friends weren’t available. You had always known Draco as a rude and crude boy, but after watching him and Luna interact just showed you he was alone and needed family, one that didn’t judge him.

you and Malfoy naturally became close as well, considering you and Luna were together long before he figured out they were related. He jokingly called you his future sister in law, which didn’t make much sense if you thought about it long enough, but whatever.

Luna liked him, but then again Luna saw the good in everyone and everything. You were afraid her optimism would get her hurt, you even voiced those concerns at one point, multiple times actually, but Luna would say the same thing each time.

‘your always there, so what do i have to worry about?’

“What are you reading?” Draco asked, leaning in to look at the cover of the book. Luna lifts it up from her lap so the title is visible “Butterfly encyclopedia?” he read aloud, his eyebrows furrowing at the words while Luna’s face lit up “Yes! i put a bookmark for one i think you might like”

Luna leant forward, pushing away from you so she could lay the book onto the grass, the place on your arm where she laid her head turned cold instantly as well. Luna flipped through the pages vigorously until she stopped on a page that had a pressed flower between the folds.

“What’re you all doing out here?”

and there she was. You look up at Hermione, giving her a two finger salute “Relaxing” you reply “and reading about butterflies, would you like to know the one i picked for you, Hermione?” Luna adds, holding up the book while Draco avoiding speaking to the Gryffindor entirely.

he was actually writing down the name of the butterfly Luna picked out for him. Hermione gives her a polite smile and shakes her head “No i have more important things to do, no offense of course” she says and Luna smiles before turning back to Draco

that was the most backhanded shit you ever heard

after that Hermione looked at you and waved her hand, signalling you to come over to her. You exhale deeply and push off the ground, pressing a kiss to Luna’s hair before walking to Hermione. She leads you a few feet away before turning to face you, planting her feet in the grass.

“Have you or Luna studied for your N.E.W.T’s at all this month?” she asked, her head tilting as if she was analyzing your posture. “Yeah we did a week ago, we were supposed to this morning but-” before you could explain yourself, not that it was any of her business, she cut you off.

“Too busy sleeping in, eating an unhealthy amount of pudding, reading pointless books on butterflies, walking around in your pjs, or hanging out with that git Malfoy” she suggested. You swore your eye visibly twitched at her statement.

“No” you started with bit more attitude then you wanted to add, crossing your arms over your chest “Luna was sleep walking, she almost made it into the forbidden forest, so i stayed up all night patching up her feet and watching her.” the way Hermione’s face fell almost made you double over in laughter right there.

but she wasn’t going to back down easily “Then you seriously need to study, i have a group set up for tonight” she says, a prideful smile decorating her freckled cheeks. “Sorry, but i’m studying tonight with Draco and his friends in the Slytherin house” you couldn’t help but grin.

“Why would you even bother with him, he’s a no good bully” she questions and she was kinda right, but Draco dulled on his bullying years ago when he met Luna and yourself “Because he’s Luna’s cousin and my friend” you say, you swore you have repeated these words back to her a million times already.

“Now i have to go, see you later Granger” you wave your hand lazily before going back over to your small group. Draco looked up, taking a glance behind you. He snorts, shaking his head “What’s up her ass?” he asked, making you smile.

“The usual”

he nods “I’m still a bad influence, huh” he said, mostly to himself “I don’t think your a bad influence, Draco” Luna reassures him, making him smile. That was actually really cute. After a couple seconds of silence the Slytherin boy looks between both you and Luna more than once.

“You two are nothing alike”

his comment caught you by surprise, so you just nervously laugh “We have some things in common” you say, trying to defend your relationship of course. Draco notices, beginning to laugh a bit “Not like that, i mean that you both have different personalities, but my mold well together”

now curious, you wave your hand, gesturing him to continue his explanation.

“It’s like the sun and the moon, Y/n you're all hot headed and very opinionated, definitely not afraid to speak those said opinions either, but at the end of the day the sun comes down and the moon comes up, which would be Luna, quiet with a calming glow” Draco said, pulling apart a piece of grass.

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hogsmeade, the next day

the study group with the Slytherins was more pleasant than you expected, you actually liked hanging out with Pansy, she was a cool chick. Anyway, now you and Luna were walking around hogsmeade wondering what to do. Luna wore a multi-colored sweater with bright blue pants and her usual red plaid shoes.

super cute

you on the other hand wore something a little darker like a black and grey flannel, black pants with a matching shirt- well it was going to be a shirt until Luna surprised you with a lace tank top that showed a bit of your stomach, your weren’t super comfortable as you liked clothes that covered you up.

but you could always button up your flannel if it bothered you that much

“Where are we going again?” you ask, completely forgetting what she had said minutes ago. “Madam Puddifoot's for tea” Luna said, walking alongside you. You nod “Ah yes, tea. Didn’t Madam Puddifoot tell you she didn’t have tea with Gnome Saliva?” you remind her.

Luna smiles, at what you don’t know but chose not to question it nonetheless “My dad sent me some last week, so all i have to do is add it myself” she explains “So that’s what those vials were in my chest” you connect the dots as Luna laughs.

“Were here”

looking up, you saw the pink wood and grey stone shop. You could see the small cakes on display, in front of the glass. You would have to get a couple of those- for research purposes of course. You stepped in front of Luna so you could pull the door open for her.

she smiles and steps inside, you following after her. The smell of the shop was just as delightful as you remember and slightly overwhelming at the same time. As you expected there were multiple couples on dates, or casually- not so casually making out. Gross.

(i’m guessing her personality as i don’t want to spoil myself for Hogwarts Mystery, hope you understand)

“Miss Luna and Miss Y/n, how are you this evening?” Madam Puddifoot spoke from behind the counter, you look to your left to meet the gaze of the black haired older woman, giving her a polite smile “Were doing just fine, just here to pick up some loose herbal tea”

Madam Puddifoot nods and turns around to seemingly pick up those packets for you. As you and Luna wait for a moment, your eyes wander to out the window to the shop across the Teashop. Across the tacky little shop was a darker colored store, a sign reading ‘Fine Jewelry’.

“I’m going to check something out, will you be alright alone?” you say, slowly tearing your gaze away from the shop. Luna looks up at you and nods, smiling lightly “Sure, yeah” she says, not minding at all. You smile and lean down to give her a quick kiss before letting go of her hand.

walking to the door, you push it open and walk out, closing it behind you. You look back, making sure Luna wasn’t watching you walk into the store and sped walked into the jewelry shop. It smelt fancy, if that made any sense. It was like expensive looking to say the least.

“Y/n?”

what a surprise, in front of you was Draco Malfoy along with his mates Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, and Blaise Zabini. “Malfoy, Nott, Zabini, and Pansy” you say, smiling at the end. Pansy grins and raises her hand to give you a high five.

“I feel slightly betrayed. Anyway, what’re you doing in here, i thought i saw you with Luna like an hour ago?” Draco asked, tilting his head. You point behind you to the Teashop “She’s getting tea and cakes so i took the opportunity to look at rings”

Draco’s grey eyes widen a bit at your statement and you immediately knew where his mind went “Pump the brakes ferret, i’m getting a promise ring. I’m not proposing” you said quickly. Draco’s expression fell abit, causing his mates around him to laugh. “He just can’t wait to be a flower girl” Pansy commented.

“I would be a great flower boy” Draco portested, making you smile at the thought, but yeah he would. As they laughed amongst themselves you began to walk around the shop. Nothing seemed to interesting, Luna liked simple things and all of these were over the top.

even though you were looking for one single ring, you made your way over to the sets, they had rings for couples and poly couples, but you just stuck with couples. Nothing over there was catching your attention as well, until you got to the very end.

you instantly knew you needed those rings, it was just to perfect, That was until you saw the price which read ‘150 galleons’ fuck, you only had maybe 90 saved up back at your dorm and 20 in your bag on you. It was like the universe was taunting you.

backing away, you were ready to leave the shop defeated “Yeah i’ll take that set, the one for 150. Just bill it to Lucius Malfoy” Draco spoke. What the fuck. You look at him dumbfounded as the shopkeep got two black velvet boxes, putting each ring in it.

the older man gave Draco a smile “I hope that lucky girl appreciates it” he said. Draco nods “Oh i hope so” he says and walks over to you, handing you the two boxes. “you must really want to be a flower boy” you joked, making him chuckle. He nudges your shoulder with his hand “Yeah totally”

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once you were out the shop, your eyes were glued onto the boxes wondering how and when you should give it to Luna. While distracted you shoulder checked somebody walking by and not being a total asshole, you whip round to apologize.

“Oh Granger, sorry for bumping into you. I zoned out” you explain. Hermione gives you a polite smile. She was with Harry and Ron “Potter, Weasley. How are you?” you asked, not wanting them to think you were ignoring them or something.

“Just looking around, Ron already spent all his galleons on sweets” Harry says, smiling at the end. Ron whacks his friends shoulder, clearly betrayed by the outing of his sweet addiction. “Oh that’s alright, i think Luna is spending all hers on tea and cakes” you laugh.

both Ron and Harry laugh along with you while Hermione gives you a confused smile “Your not going to stop her?” she asked, no you were slightly confused as well. Shrugging your shoulder, you shake your head “I’m her girlfriend not her babysitter”

“Well of course, but shouldn’t you encourage her to save her galleons on more important things?” Hermione suggested and you understood her logic, but she was still budding into something that wasn’t her business....again. “It’s important to her, so no i’m not going to do that. Thank you for the suggestion though”

in that moment, she saw both ring boxes in your hand. Following her gaze, you shove the boxes into each of your flannel pockets “What are those?” she asked almost instantly “Stuff” you replied vaguely as an arm wrapped round your shoulder. Oh yeah Draco was still there.

“Let’s go get some butterbear, yeah?” he suggests as Theo, Blaise, and Pansy crowd around you two, like some protective friend circle. The Gryffindors did not like the presence of your Slytherin company .“Ooo butterbear sounds great” Luna smiles, when did she get here?

she comes up to your side, grabbing your hand, her paper bag in the other “Hello Hermione, Harry, Ron” she greets happily. She clearly didn’t notice the awkward tension that filled the air. Harry and Draco were glaring daggers at each other, have any of them blinked?

“How bout you and Luna come hang out with us?” Hermione offered, but was shut down by Parkinson “Yeah they’ll pass. Thanks though” Pansy gave her a pouty condescending smile. Oh shit. Luna seemed to sense something was off now and shook her head “We have a study group after butternear, maybe another time?”

“I-” Hermione started but Draco turned around, holding onto your shoulder “Don’t be a sore loser Granger” he said before you all walked away, leaving the Gryffindor’s in your metaphorical dust.

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the halls of hogwarts, a week later

the Hermione problem progressively got worse, it was like she’d show up out of nowhere and bug you about everything. How Luna dressed, how she spent her money, how she spent her time, her zoning out, the sleepwalking and on and on and on and fucking on!

you were so annoyed and over giving her polite answers at this point, but you had to manage. As you walk out of charms you hear your name being called. Fuck. “Granger” you say, pursing your lips together into an annoyed smile. “Hello Y/n, i wanted to talk to you in private”

you look around, gesturing to the empty hall and continued to walk “Yes?” you say. Hermione leans in a bit, making you lean the other way. Boundaries much? “I saw the ring boxes” she confesses, well fuck. “Okay?” you said, wondering where this conversation was going.

“What your doing is a bad idea” she says with a disappointed look on her face, what was she? Your mother? “Excuse me?” you said, slightly offended at her weird choice of words. “You can't just run off and elope, you have responsibilities here Y/n”

oh, this is hilarious

“Hermione, first of all they are promise rings, not engagement rings. Second of all, it’s none of your concern what i do with my life” you said, rather harshly while jabbing your finger at her chest. She seemed weirded out by what you were doing.

she swats your hand away “You know you are so rude! I’m only trying to help!” she says, trying to defend herself but you just laugh bitterly. “I don’t want your fucking help Hermione!” you shout back. A small crowd started to gather as the halls were filling up with students leaving class.

“It’s not my fault you and Luna are screw ups!” she shouts. Now, your mother always taught you to never use a spell on anyone unless they deserved it and you were positively sure she deserved it. You quickly pulled out your wand, but Hermione catches on, taking hers out as well.

“Expelliarmus!” you shout and her wand was blasted out her hand. Hermione looked disgusted with your behaviour “You are just a loony as Luna!” she yells at a last attempt. You raise your wand again, your mind running on autopilot. You didn’t even know what spell to use, but that didn’t matter.

all you knew was that you wanted to hurt her, but when your wand was grabbed from you, what were you to do now? Your head snapped towards the direction the pale hand came from and you were met with the worried eyes of Luna Lovegood.

the illusion had been broken, Luna now knew how Hermione really felt about her, but she felt as if she knew all along and ignored the possibility. She looked at Hermione, who had collected her wand form the floor, avoiding her gaze in shame.

Luna pursed her lips together before grabbing your hand, just like the million times before “Let’s go” she spoke quietly.

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astronomy tower, fifteen minutes later

the walk to the astronomy tower was silent, too silent. On any other day Luna would have been ranting about nargles, but she was too busy being lost in her mind while fiddling with her cork necklace. It started to worry you a bit, almost as if it was you who had done something wrong.

now you both were leaning on the railing, looking out at the castle grounds as the cold air blew against your face “What would you have done to Hermione if i hadn’t stopped you?” Luna asked, still not looking at you. You answered honestly “I don’t know”

“That’s not good, not knowing” Luna says before more silence filled the air “i know that people think i’m strange or loony. It doesn’t bother me as i like being strange or loony. If i wasn’t i wouldn’t be me” you felt her hand squeeze yours reassuringly “So why does it bother you?”

“because your my girlfriend, it’s like in the description to defend you, plus there assholes” you snear. Luna moves closer, leaning her head against your shoulder “i don’t want you to defend me anymore. I wouldn’t like seeing you get in trouble”

“It’s not that easy” you protest, but feel her shake her head “I’ll teach you my ways- ow!” she suddenly pulls away. You look at her, instantly thinking you had scratched her somehow “Are you okay?” you ask, looking at her exposed skin for any marks.

she laughs quietly “yes i’m fine, i think something poked my through your robe” she says, rubbing her side. You laugh along with her until you realized what had poked her. The box- well boxes. Should you? Was it the right time? fuck it.

“Uh- actually. I have something for you- for us?” you say and reach into the inside pocket of your uniform. Luna looked curious “For us? How peculiar.” she teases, making you roll your eyes. You pull out both of the boxes, one had the first initial one her name and the other had the first initial of yours.

Luna’s eyes widened upon looking at the boxes “i’m not proposing!” you say before she could speak a word and a look of relief washed over her face “Okay” she breathed out. You hold out her box, but she takes yours instead “What-” “I want to see yours first, so i can put it on you and vise versa”

your heart couldn’t handle it

smiling brightly, you nod “Okay” you watch as she opens your box, her eyes lighting up as she’s met with the silver band with jagged grooves and a sun engraved into it. “A sun” she said out loud s you opened yours, pulling the similar ring out, but this one had a moon instead of sun.

you reach and grab her hand once again, sliding the moon ring onto her ring finger. She smiled, using her thumb to twist and turn it. Before she got totally distracted, she shook her head and grabbed your hand, repeating the same actions.

you both stared at your rings for a stupidly amount of time before Luna throws her arms around you “I love it!” she exclaims, making the smile on your face even brighter if possible. “i’m glad you do.” you whisper, holding her close to you.

pulling away you give her a quick kiss that wouldn’t have been so quick if you weren’t surrounded by idiots. “That was so cute!” the voice of Pansy shouted. You and Luna pull away from each other to watch as an invisibility cloak fell off your slytherin friends.

“Pansy!” all three boys yell before looking down in shame. “Oh fuck off, i couldn’t hold it in” Pansy snapped. draco picked the cloak off the floor, shoving it at her chest “It took me hours to steal this from Potter and you had to go and ruin it!” he accused.

“How did i ruin it!?”

“I believe Draco said to not make any noise while under the cloak as to not disturb Luna and Y/n” Theo points out, causing Pansy to send a glare his way, but it didn’t phase him in the slightest. They all start to argue while you and Luna look at each other wondering how you had friends like this.

“I love you” Luna spoke, holding your hand up to kiss your finger. You smile and repeat the same action with hers “I love you too Luna”

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arcgeminga · 2 years

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♚— Ohmegosh! I figured out why LoS Saga always had a blue butterfly next to him when he got screen time in Legend of Sanctuary...!!

Hear me out... this might be a far fetch theory for most, but I assure you it makes sense if you listen to my thoughts on this.

My idea on the origin of this blue morpho butterfly that has always been fluttering around Saga... :

Myu.

Yes, this does seem pretty far fetched... especially considering that it doesn’t seem like the Hades army is at all involved with the civil war in Sanctuary... HOWEVER!! Let’s take the entirety of the recent Gemini gaidens of Origin and Destiny as a whole and apply the knowledge to LoS.

In Origin, we learn that Saga had absorbed Lemur, a ghostly parasite from the goddess Ker, the sister of the twin gods Hypnos and Thanatos. In Destiny, we learn that Ker was the one that released Aphrodite, Deathmask, and Saga from the icy prison of Cocytus and warned them about being trailed by a ‘fairy’. And in Hades(Sanctuary) arc of the Manga and Anime, the Specter Saints have been followed by a butterfly -- who turns out to be Myu in the end.

So here are my theories:

Theory 1.

LoS Saga DOES have an evil side--the LoS version of Lemur. This makes sense to me in a certain way. Ker--or whatever Specter that sent out Myu to keep tabs on Saga--would want to make sure her mole is working. If going with my headcanons of Lemur, as well, Lemur/Evil Saga would want to keep his ‘mom’ updated on the ongoing in Sanctuary and probably shittalk the saints as well. But this theory falls apart because LoS Saga doesn’t... seem to have an evil side. There’s no split personality--just him... which brings me to

Theory 2.

Saga got Aspros’d. What I mean by that is that Ker--or some other VERY powerful Specter or god associated with Hades--met Saga when he was young and corrupted his good heart, very much similar to what Mephiso/Kairos did to Aspros. And just to make sure that Saga was going down the wrong road, they sent Myu/The Butterfly to keep tabs on him. I would not say that Saga was committing his crimes and greed just to ‘act a part’ . No, I genuinely think Saga in Legend of Sanctuary fell into the same selfish mindset Aspros did, but I will not exclude the possibility of LoS Saga getting blackmailed into acting then later becoming evil. But, it would make sense if he had gotten corrupted similar to how Aspros did. Especially since the very end of the movie he said “I was about commit a very big mistake. Thank them for me” (paraphrasing)

So... I’m probably stupid, but... Hey! That’s just me...

#OutofGeminga #I got Gemini brainrot.#But!! I came upon this discovery when I was thinking of the next chapter of my project.#I wanted a scene of Evil Saga/Lemur to be doting on a butterfly which was one that Ker sent to check in on things #Tht's how I came to this discovery of LoS Saga possibly being monitored albeit probably without his knowledge.#It would have been a great transition to Hades arc if they continued LoS...#Albeit they need to go through Poseidon arc...#But ofc they discontinued the LoS series iirc....? It's been like 7 years just about right?

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goth-girlfriend · 3 years

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Hitoshi~

💜 Hitoshi is a Slytherin, not because he’s evil, because he has determination, drive ambition. Even if he looks so tired and uncaring, he’s is giving 100% to become the best he can. Now, we all know, no Slytherin is complete without their emotional support Hufflepuff. 💜The first time you met him, you weren’t sure, kinda scared, he gave off a slightly intimidating vibe, and well, you had just been assigned a project together. He was staring at you not saying anything, it became a stand off. You swallowed and (great words of all might~) clenched your butt cheeks and kinda loudly blurted out your name. “I’m (L/n) (Y/n)! It’s a strange name for Japan so just call me y/n!” You were smiling with your eyes closed but you felt your heart in your throat and kinda sick. He didn’t care still, “Hitoshi Shinso, let’s just get this over with. If you don’t want to do the work I’ll do it, just tell me.” Well you blurted out again but not as loud, “No! I’ll do my part! What are we partners for if your going to take the work and stress! It’s only fair!” The look he gave you was slightly bewildered before he went back to his normal expression. “If you want.” 💜 After getting your grade you two had made just one point away from a perfect score, definitely the highest in class, so when it came to group projects you had become a lot more attractive to those who wanted an easy grade, but what shook them to THE CORE, was the fact you’d ignore them and plop down right next to SHINSO. “So, another project.” You held out the paper to him with a closed eye smile. You could feel his stare and almost felt like an idiot until you felt the paper leave your hand, you relaxed both internally and externally with a sigh. He looked at you again and then back at the paper reading what you’d given him. Sadly for him, he didn’t know this was your ticket to jump on the friendship Express. Que the montage of different projects and study times in the library to find information. 💜 “Hitoshi! Look! A week of work done with another perfect score!” You ran up to Shinso holding the paper that held your grade, he looked at it and was about to talk until you cut him off, “So! To celebrate! I’m going to treat you to a relaxing weekend!” You linked your arm with his and pulled him with you, he wanted to resist but he’d learned early in the friend ship that it is very much in fact ✨impossible✨ 💜 For the first time, you’d have Shinso come over to your dorm, without class work to back it up. It was completely new to him, a new sight, not he didn’t direct his stare solely to work, but now he walked in head level and looked around noticing small things he’d never noticed before. The wooden book case that had school books messily stacked, while the other shelves were neatly filled with old movies, manga, and little figures, the fairy lights around the doors to the balcony and the curtain of lights that had stars placed behind an ombré blue sheer curtain. The light blue thick duvet that had the pattern of metallic stars and moons, the mountain of pillows, but the one thing he noticed over all, were the plants he could see sitting outside on your balcony. Black prince succulents, a white rose bush in bloom, stems of lavender and lilac, star lilies and regular green plants just hanging from the balcony above you, he notice a stool that had three small cacti. He realized then, there is a lot more to you then what he sees in class.

“Good morning Hitoshi!” You greeted him as you took your regular seat behind his. “Hm?” He barely looked over his shoulder to side he you, “oh, good morning.” You gave him a smile and he didn’t really smile but every now and then you’d see a small quirk in his lip and assumed it meant a smile. So you’d take what you could get from the bed head boy.

“Are you excited?” You asked in a low voice leaning forward on your desk.

“For what?” He leaning back into his seat no longer wanting to strain his neck to look over his shoulder.

“This weekend! I said we’re going to celebrate! It Friday! So tomorrow is the day! You better be ready! Because it’s going to be the works!” You started to cheer yourself on for the celebration you’d planned.

“It sounds tiresome.” He tried to play it off.

“It will be if you resist, so just go with it Toshi.” Your lips pulled into a small smile, eyes filling with a slight glow.

“Alright, tell me when we have time.” He propped he left hand on the back of his neck, he stopped when the teacher walked in announcing class to start.

Incoming Message: Sender:🏵Nerd🏵 ‘Saturday morning, meet me at the door to the dorms! I’ll take care of everything else! Don’t worry about money, or anything at all! I’d say around 8:30? I’ll be there a bit early probably but that me! So I’ll see you at 8:30! Everything is a surprise so just stick with me!’

Outgoing Message: Receiver:🏵Nerd🏵 ‘Alright, but I’d your not there I’m going back to my room.’

Incoming Message: Sender: 🏵Nerd🏵. ‘Don’t worry Toshi! Don’t you have some faith in me? Have I ever let you down?’

Incoming Message: Sender: 🏵Nerd🏵 ‘Exactly! You can’t think of a time! I’m such a good friend! ^-^ 🤍’

✨💜💜💜✨💜💜💜✨💜💜💜✨

“Over here!” I shouted trying to get Shinso’s attention before he could leave.

He turned to look at me, I smiled, his lips turned into a scowl but his eyes held a different feeling, it wasn’t noticeable, but I managed to catch it, I’m definitely the main character of my life.

“Alright, where are we going?” He asked before I even opened the door.

“I told you it’s a surprise! Sooo,” I opened the door, “Just walk with me for now.”

He stepped out and I started to lead the way, we walked in comfortable silence to town making it in a ten minute walk.

“So! I don’t know if you really care for them, but there’s this inside garden cafe place, and I heard it’s really cool, and it’s five star rating, and I know you like coffee so I wanted to bring you here!” I pulled him by his sleeve to a stop so we could face a large white building.

The front sign read “ボタニカルカフェ” Botanical Cafe. He looked at it, the front windows had displays of colorful flowers and types of coffee pre bagged, behind them large hedges to block out the rest.

“Alright I’m interested.” He said and I smiled, “Great!”

I opened the door and let him enter first, he gave me a weird look but walked in. We stood at the door until a lady came and told us, “You can sit in front behind these hedges or go through the back where the patio is.” She had a kind smile and motioned towards the room, it was beautiful, the inside was white brick, and vines were climbing up the walls, wild flowers hanging from the ceiling and rails, a small waterfall that fed into a koi pond, stand and book shelves with flowers and other things, but the best part, were the blue green and yellow budgies flying around and chirping when they would land on a swing or onto an unsuspecting person. They were precious, but I wanted to see the outside, “Where do you want to sit?” I turned to ask Shinso, he looked around and then towards the back, “How about outside?” He asked and I nodded, “Sounds good!”

We walked through the room and I stopped to pet a budgie sitting on a low book shelf it fluffed you and started chirping. I couldn’t stop, it was so cute. But eventually we made it out, and the place was beautiful! It had a mesh roof, but the space was huge! Thick green hedges with different wild flowers, in the center a three tier fountain with two budgies bathing, around it a circle of rose bushes, the floor was made of different bricks, the tables were simple thin cement type benches and tables. So many flower pots and the most beautiful flowers were everywhere! Along the mesh were Edison bulb light, the formed a circle skeins the fountain and then headed out to every corner. But what took it next level were the monarch,Blue morpho, Luna moths and Dragon tail butterfly! They fluttered around and I could help but think how beautiful they really were up close.

“Do you see this?!” I was asking to loudly luckily no one else was there.

I turned to look at Hitoshi, his jaw propped on his hand that leaned on the table, his eyes were lidded and now I could tell he had a faint smile. The corners of his lips were turned up, even if it wasn’t bit, it was nice. I smiled at him closing my eyes for a brief second before opening them to the sight of Hitoshi still smiling but this time he had a Morpho buttery on his hair just sitting there enjoying the rest.

I smiled faintly at the sight, “don’t move.” I pulled out my phone and took his picture sending it to him. He pulled out his phone to look at it, and the smile never left his lips. For that, I’m great full.

“So, what can I get for you two?” The voice broke me out of my staring trance, “Oh! We’ve never been here actually! It’s our first time.”

“Oh! Let me give you two these menus, I’ll be back in a few minutes to get your order, if you have or need change we have these small coin machines that sell butterfly food.” She pointed to a black box by the door and I nodded, “Thank you.”

We looked at the menus and I watched Shinso, he still had the same smile and I couldn’t help but stare, I’d never seen him smile genuinely, but this, this is nice. I feel like I’m over staring, but, you don’t just watch your favorite movie one time right?

“What are you getting?” I nodded at the question before looking at my menu, “No ide- Boba!” I pointed my menu, “Ah, milk tea, the best of both drinks, milk, and tea.” I looked though the flavors and after figuring out what I wanted I asked Hitoshi, “What are you going to get?”

“A coffee.” Simple answer. “Food?” I asked, he only shrugged.

“Alright then.” I mumbled and shrugged, “I’ll order!”

Just as I declared it that waiter asked, “What will you be ordering?” I jumped a bit and smiled sheepishly, “Honey Dew Avon’s milk tea with Mango bubble, he wants a coffee, also two milk bread curry buns and two orders of Takoyaki please.”

We ate and left, after I smothered a few budgies, and kissed a few budgie heads and made Hitoshi take a few pictures.

“Sooo, Hitoshi, tell me something about yourself? You don’t talk much.” I shrugged and stuffed one of my hands into my jackets pocket mimicking him the other hosing my left over boba.

“What is there to know?” He asked looking down at the sidewalk ahead of us.

“I don’t know? Your favorite flower? Color? What you do for fun? Biggest fear? Interests? Dreams? Hogwarts house? Idols? Movies? Anything really, we can both talk, you tell me something and I’ll tell you something.” He side eyed me, a crack of a smile before he started.

During the time I managed to steer us into my favorite shop to buy snacks and drink, followed by an anime shop, and few other places. I ended up buying Shinso a Purple Pearl Echeveria and a small pot of lilac flowers. We carried them back, I held the flowers while he held the Echeveria, I watch him touch the thick leaves? He seemed so amazed by it. But what I liked more than the flower was his smile, it was goofy, his eyes were still lidded but crinkled when he smiled. This is probably the biggest I’ve been seen him smile and will probably ever see him smile. I smiled down at the flowers in my hands, I’m glad, I didn’t know this would make him happy, I just wanted to treat him for working so hard and being a fair partner. But, it definitely makes me feel better knowing he enjoyed it and it wasn’t as forced as he made it seem.

“Well, the suns setting so what’s next before we head back?” His deepish voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I smiled, “Well, I was actually going to end it with a movie, I prepped my dorm because the movie theaters get way to stuffy for my liking, so! Let drop off your new plants before we watch a movie! I have a few good ones picked out!”

***Continued I Ran out of Space***

@milkteeboba I hope you enjoyed this! I’ll tag the second part as soon as it’s up! I got carried away!

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lewooinsa · 5 years

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Mindo

I was grateful to have my luggage back today in order to be prepped for the excursion. I wagged the class to exchange it for a wayyyy better excursion! Truth is I wouldn’t have got the chance to go to Mindo except for this one opportunity. Plus, the people I met at lunch the day before were way too much fun to say no to. After a rocky start getting Uber up and running (due to having to cancel my credit cards) my host family helped to order the car and the driver was trying his best to be as fast as possible so I wasn’t late. Phew! The minivan was a lovely crew of 10 who introduced themselves immediately. The driver kept us informed and entertained. He explained a little about the area and rules regarding tourism. Major trades being coffee/chocolate, oil, bananas and roses.

The town Mindo is famous for butterflies, jungle, waterfalls and hummingbirds. The word mindo comes from mindolar (a messenger). Because the town is far from other areas, in history someone would have to run messengers between towns.

Flowers & Butterflies 🦋

Whoever knew that orchids had such poignant names?! Dracula, Broken Heart, Tongue of the Mother in law (cos she speaks so much 😂). I was a big fan. The guide also showed us a plant that retracts when you touch it. So eery! There are 3000+ species of orchid and this jungle has around 2000. 😱

The butterflies were extremely beautiful. I loved that the big ones were kind of friendly and dopey! The bright blue classic “morpho” species were seemingly the bullies of the enclosure, constantly fluttering past the other species and putting them off course. They barely stopped flying. Very difficult to capture on camera. They live around 100 days, so I guess they feel the need to be busy. Outside of the enclosure were the hummingbirds tempted by tall bottles of nectar and some bananas pinned to a tree! They were amazing to watch. Even the other birds around them seemed to be faster than the birds I know. Perhaps a necessity in a biodiverse jungle. I nearly walked out with a butterfly, one of the other travellers having spotted it catching a ride on my pant leg.

Following this, we took a walk in the jungle to some waterfalls via a cable car powered by a car engine. The environment reminded me a lot of Litchfield National Park in Darwin, except climbing a few stairs makes your heart race when you’re at altitude. The leaves on each tree were humongous! It was great to see some colour in the vegetation from the bromealids (colourful leaves and stems) and orchids.

We headed to the zip line that made a terrifying sound when it stopped, much like a firecracker. Sooo, I didn’t take part! But instead found a little shack making coffee from scratch on site. They served us a taste of the freshly roasted coffee both as a bean and as a drink. Amazeballs!l We had some lunch nearby - another of those massive courses! And by this point I was not well so said I’d only have soup, but no, then maybe some tea, nope, so had a half of the pint of juice they gave us😍 Alas not long after, at the point of listening to the chocolate/making process, I was at my limit and spoke the fastest Spanish I have yet “disciple donee esta el baño, estoy enfermo!” The host fortunately understood me and within seconds was at the bathroom! Felt so much better after a quick vom but it’s not the greatest being sick in a house of chocolate! Felt bad for them and was shattered I couldn’t try their testers! We headed back after this, on a never ending bus ride. I swear the driver said we’d be 20mins til our destination on about 3 occasions! And having not felt well the whole ride, it was no surprise we needed a side-road dash a couple of times. Embarrassos! Got home ok and straight to bed...for a day. Soup the next day helped but dreaming about spanish grammar kept waking me up 🙄geez brain, shut up!

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Warning : long post feat @unatobajhiri

[14:01]Louis Chamberlain || He rarely ventured out when the dusk has fallen. Now, it was time. He knew it. He could feel it in his soul. This unrest reaching for his throat, clutching it in a iron grip, squeezing until it was hard to breathe. That impression he had maggots crawling in his stomach. The feeling his heart was about to jump out of his chest. It was time.

[14:01]Louis Chamberlain || This moonless, cloudless night in the Shroud, cold rain soaking his rags. He avoided some Amdapori gremlims, stalking the shadows as best as he could. Jumping over the last white-as-snow walls of the Lost City, he made his way into the woods. Soon. Soon. Soon. Wilted carnations in his hands. He picked them up one sennight ago. Excited. Too excited to finally met him. A tingle in his horns. Someone was coming. He knew who.

[14:01]Louis Chamberlain crept closer the Keeper of the Moon, emerging from the shadows without making a noise. "You're finally here. I-I've seen you in my dreams for so long, now... Come closer. I want to see your real face."

[14:11]Una'to Bajhiri has been walking for a while. Too long. But the memories haven't faded yet. Sleeplessness would have been better... Trying to escape the shadows in his mind, play the game by the rules... But he had lost this time. He was back in the Shroud, his home, wandered too far... Ears prick back and he turns to see a figure in the dark. He jumps slightly, before calmly saying, "Are you sure they weren't nightmares? Even I don't dream...". Despite the fear in his heart, he dons a sly but tired smile.

[14:20]Louis Chamberlain: “Maybe.” Stepping even closer, maybe that night was moonless but the light of the stars was enough so his features could be noticed, he was just by a Hyur. A small one, an underweight one, but only a Hyur… with horns. A Hyur with horns. “For you.” He handed over the bouquet of flowers, meager, dehydrated stems crumbling under the fingers to the man before him. Carnation. Synony of distinction, love and… fascination. “I-I don’t know the difference between dreams and nightmares but

[14:20]Louis Chamberlain: I know where I saw you… Many times. Before. And now.”

[14:30]Una'to Bajhiri holds his smile taking the bouquet, confusion etching into his features as he takes in the hyur before him with horns... It seemed that everything was going to get weirder. Something like familiarity crawls up his back and breathes down his neck. "Thank you? . . . If I may ask, where have you seen me?", he asks cautiously. Racking his brain. He was familiar... what was it? Where? When?

[14:38]Louis Chamberlain: “In my dreams.” He repeated as if it was all the information needed. “And that time… I-I was sneaky.” (He had a smile, a bit sordid, like a child remembering a naughty prank he pulled.) “You read my fortune. I couldn’t wait. I should. Because tonight was the night we were supposed to met. Y’see...” What followed was a series of sound that simply didn’t work together. It sounded like a language and by the Twelve what a wicked tongue it was! Screeches and screams, gutturals--

[14:38]Louis Chamberlain: syllables and teeth grinding. Then, it stopped. He switched back to the common tongue. “D’you want to begin now?”

[14:42]Una'to Bajhiri feels his ears prick back pressing hard against his head to soften the noise, to no avail. That's why he was familiar... a reading, hidden, all he had to go off of was a voice. His heart is dropping into his stomach rapidly. It was clear that this hyur had something off about them, horns or no regardless. He feels like coughing, but he won't allow it. He forces the smile again, "I'm afraid I don't quite understand. Why is it you're supposed to meet me? What's supposed to begin?"

[14:43]Una'to Bajhiri He thinks he knows the answer to the former, but the latter worries him slightly. It's etched into the curve of his brow.

[14:48]Louis Chamberlain: “Huh?” Full stop. Scratching his head, he paced back and forth, mumbling for himself. “You don’t know? You don’t know. This-... Oh, this isn’t-... I-I don’t get it.” (He glanced at Una’to.) “The… Y’know… The thing.” (He sighed, visibly distressed and confused.) “W-Wait. You said you were never dreamin’. Right?

[14:51]Una'to Bajhiri stares confused at the distressed man before him. "I never dream. I was on a walk to get some nightmares out of my mind". He feels his tail relax slightly and brush the grass. Miscommunication perhaps a mistake? Of course not, he was never that lucky. "If it helps they're always about the past...". Though recently they were adapting and getting worse. Telling him stories he didn't want to hear from his mothers lips as the room filled with dark sticky liquid. His ear twitches slightly.

[15:04]Louis Chamberlain: “T-The thing that is inside of you…” There was a nail, no a claw -oh, how long and sharp it was!- that gently dug into Una’to’s sternum. “I-I know where it is. It’s been… here too. Here too.” He raised his fingers, pointing the miqo’te’s throat. “K-Killing. Killing things. It’s real, y’see. Dreams. And nightmares. They exist. They only exist, um… Somewhere else. In a place where most people c-can’t touch them. The dream world. And this is where we must both go…

[15:04]Louis Chamberlain: (He was getting a bit agitated, starting back to pacing. When he spoke again, it was faster, even more feverish than before.) “So we should begin before everyone in here wakes up coughing the black blood. I already have my dear Dirt-Dirt that died a few suns ago. I was very sad. Poor Dirt-Dirt. He was beautiful, big wings of blue. My favorite butterfly.”

[15:09]Una'to Bajhiri tries to follow the other's train of thought. It's fractured though, and it feels like the itch in his lungs gets worse with the contact from the other. ". . . Alright, let me get this straight. You want us to go to sleep, and you know about my condition of coughing up... black blood?" He was a little worried that the hyur was going to cause him harm of some sort. Hopefully just knocking him out if anything. "Am I right?"

[15:12]Louis Chamberlain || The relief on his face is difficult to describe. There was a small. Then a short laughing fit. Nodding excitedly, he simply said: “Yes!” (A second.) “Oh, I knew it! I-I wasn’t wrong! See, see, look, touch…” The young man shuffled through his bag, getting out a… Yes, it was a dead fish. Also yes, it was smelling. It has been gutted by a knife but there was something black dripping from the animal’s belly. It was viscous and sticky. “Like I said. It’s affecting everythin’'."

[15:16]Una'to Bajhiri he takes the fish gingerly. The liquid coming from it was certainly the same that he had been coughing up. However the fish seemed worse off. His blood was drawn recently and looked nothing like what was coming out of the fish now. ". . . Do you know the cause of this?" his question trails off slightly. What was the purpose this hyur had to wait for him in regards to his nightmares. Nothing was adding up. Not yet at least.

[15:21]Louis Chamberlain , again, nodded. “Kinda… but I don’t know everything myself. What I know, um, it’s… D’you know the L-Lord of Nightmares? Don’t say his name if you do. Don’t want him to hear us.”

[15:26]Una'to Bajhiri shakes his head no sloly as he meets the others gaze, trying not to break it in an atempt to read the other. "I can't say that I do... But I take it this," as he waves the fish lightly and points at his chest, "is related?"

[15:28]Louis Chamberlain: “Y-Yes.” (He shrugged.) “And no. She’s one of His children. Come closer. Come closer.” He beckoned him, coy and secretive all of the sudden. “Let me tell you her name… I can only be a whisper. N-Nothing more.”

[15:30]Una'to Bajhiri leans in,despite his mind telling him not to. To merely drop everything and calmly walk back the way he came. It was too late though. He waits for the answer, tail quivering slightly despite his best efforts to appear calm.

[15:35]>> Una'to Bajhiri: “Vaggorath, the Lady of Malady.”

[15:35]Louis Chamberlain after dropping the name in Una’to’s ear stood straight again. “Secret! It’s a secret! You can’t ask me how I know this. That also, i-it’s a secret. Just remember she is Her child with all that this means...”

[15:39]Una'to Bajhiri jumps back slightly at the exclamation. At least he had a name to go of off, though it's meaning was lost on him at present. "Alright... What is your involvement with all this though?" he gestures towards the fish. "Given you were waiting for me, I'm curious as to why..." his thoughts feel scrambled. He can feel the memories creeping up the trees now, but he was talking. The game's rules were back into play. The couldn't over take him yet. He pauses slightly... "Who is her child?"

[15:50]Louis Chamberlain: “Haaa, no, it’s the other way around.” (His voice dropped down.) “Vaggorath is the daughter of the Lord of Nightmares. And because it’s like that, it means… y’know what it means, right?” (Speaking normally again.) “And, um… I don’t know how the two connects. Yet. There’s stuff I haven’t figured it out myself. I know I s-saw you often. In my dreams. A lot. At least like this many times.” (He stuck out his ten fingers.) And I know this happened.” (He pointed at the--

[15:50]Louis Chamberlain: fish.) “And I know you have it too ‘cause I saw it. Black blood inside of you.” It was at this moment a blue butterfly, gently fluttering from the northwest, landed on the boy’s shoulder. A quite peculiar insect... Wasn’t morphos extinct in the Fifth Astral Era after the War of the Magi ended? If that bug was even a Morpho. “Oh, r-right. I have to go soon.”

[15:55]Una'to Bajhiri nods despite not understanding. "I don't quite understand the former, but I understand that you think I'm connected to that fish, and by extension her..." he ponders for a moment, his nature getting the better of him. He sighs, "My name is Una'to by the way. I'm going to guess I'll be seeing more of you around when ever the nightmares act up..." He stares at the fish. He doesn't know what to do with it. "I suppose I'll be seeing you around then...?" he has to word it as a question.

[15:58]Louis Chamberlain realized, at this moment, he never said his name. “I’m Louis. W-We’ll see each other again. Look for a butterfly...” (He glanced over his shoulder as if he saw something that wasn’t there.”Oh by Echdina’s snakes… I have to go. I have to go.”

[16:00]Una'to Bajhiri: "I will?" he says as he watches the other walk away confused by the encounter.

#ic #rp #louis and una'to #rp logs #yep it's the whole fucking thing #mateus #mateus rp

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façades.

summary: @cyber-nya requested “harry + a date to the butterfly conservatory”, and i turned it into a little bit more than that. a/n: this is really my second time writing for harry, so pls tell me how it is! word count: 1.6k rating: T

If there’s one thing you’ve learned about Harry Hart it’s that he is very good at putting up façades.

He’s good at acting cold and distant and uninterested when it plays in his favor, you’ve noticed, and even more so when he wants someone to keep their distance. Harry is hard to read more than anything, and years of tiptoeing around dangerous targets and his sharp-tongued coworkers made him that way.

He preferred it when people paid no mind to his business.

But then you came along and he really wasn’t quite sure what to do.

You were beautiful. Strikingly so, enough that he felt dumbfounded when he first saw you in that coffee shop on Savile Row that particular fall morning. You’d ordered a large hot tea and a blueberry scone. And like that, you became a part of his everyday routine.

You’d come and go, always giving him a nod and sometimes brushing past him as you skirted out the door and to the bus.

Harry liked to imagine what you did for work while he waited for his coffee. You had a sweet smile -- surely you were involved in early education. Or maybe you were an artist. You tore your sugar packets open with a certain amount of grace. Perhaps it was a painterly hand.

You, conversely, had noticed him. He was always so stoic, a picture of a perfect gentleman as he waited for his large black coffee. It was the same order every morning, you noticed, and he always poured a generous amount of cream in his coffee. You weren’t sure what he did or who he was, but you’d be lying through your teeth if you said you weren’t enamored.

On the fifth consecutive week of seeing one another each morning, you’d finally worked up the courage to speak to him.

You were tearing your sugar packets open when he stepped next to you, placing his own coffee down and reaching for the cream. Blinking, you couldn’t help but inhale and hope a little courage would fill your lungs before you spoke.

“I like your suit.”

The normally quick-witted and suave Harry Hart was left fumbling for words as he mistakenly poured a bit too much cream in his coffee. He gawked, his own dark brown eyes blinking down at you as he clears his throat.

“I, uh,” you mutter, a hot flush kissing your cheeks as you speak, “See you nearly every morning and - I just had to say how well dressed you are.”

“I work at the tailor shop across the street,” Harry is quick -- he realizes how cold those words sounded and quickly attempted to rebound, “Kingsman. It’s, well, a work uniform.”

You laugh a little, ducking your head, and Harry can feel his chest tighten. You’re cheeks are rosy as you stir your tea. “I’ve never met a tailor before.”

“No?”

You offer a little shrug, placing the lid on your coffee and slipping it into a delicate hand. Your other extends, and Harry notes how slim your fingers are. Perhaps you’re a pianist. “It’s nice to meet you.”

His own hands are calloused -- more than you’d think a tailor’s to be -- and warm. Harry shakes yours gently. “Harry Hart.”

“I’m --”

“I know,” he quips, gesturing to your name scrawled on the side of your tea. It’s pretty. It suits you. Outside, the familiar drone of the bus meets your ears. You curse softly, slipping your hand from his and beginning to move towards the door.

He’d be lying if he said he was happy to see you go.

“Have a nice day, Harry.”

“You as well.”

The next morning, you’re peppier than usual. Perhaps it’s thanks to your normal coffee run being infiltrated by a dapper gentleman tailor named Harry -- but, you just pretend that it’s because of the wonderful weather.

Your scarf nearly swallows you whole and Harry finds it incredibly endearing when you nearly fall through the doors of the coffee shop. Your jacket is pulled close and you shiver a bit as you move to stand behind him in line.

The Kingsman turns, his own pea coat buttoned tightly, and smiles. It’s a light turn of his lips. “Good morning.”

“Good morning, Harry,” you breathe, “S’ a cold one.”

“It certainly is.”

Within minutes, you’re both at the tea and cream station, side-by-side. Your elbows knock and apologies spill out of both of your mouths simultaneously. Harry’s façade is slipping -- he’s very much invested in the smile that spreads across your face when you shake your head and assure him it’s alright.

“Would you like to go out to dinner sometime?”

It catches himself by surprise, and Harry swears he hears the words come out of his mouth and wishes he could catch them mid-air and shove them back down his throat. What was he doing? He was old and a busy field agent, for fuck’s sake. He didn’t have time for --

“I would love to.”

Oh, he has all the time in the world for you.

“I’ve got to catch the bus, but,” you’re quick to steal a napkin and fish a pen from your purse. You write your number and offer it in an extended hand, “We can chat later, if you’d like.”

Harry just blinks. He holds the napkin like it’s his last shred of humanity. “I will text you.”

“Bye Harry,” you wave, “Have a nice day.”

“You as well.”

Merlin claps him on the shoulder and nearly jumps in the air out of joy when he tells him. The Scotsman is more excited then he is, Harry figures.

“What do I text her?”

“Ask her when she’s free,” Merlin chides, leaning back in his desk chair and crossing his arms. His coffee and danish reside by his keyboard, untouched -- he’s simply too excited for his mate right now. “What does she do?”

“I don’t know,” Harry mumbles, fishing his phone from his pocket and putting your number into his contact. He leans against Merlin’s desk, eyes narrowed and sure not to put in the wrong number. “I never asked.”

It’s Harry - let me know when you’re free and we can sort out dinner.

“Do I send an emoji?” Harry asks, looking to Merlin for advice. The Scotsman knots his brow. His expression is flat. “So, no. I don’t send an emoji.”

“No emoji. Jus’ see what she says.”

You respond later than night.

Sorry, Harry! Busy day! I’m free this Thursday night if you are.

Harry’s fingers glide across the keyboard.

That’s alright. Thursday sounds wonderful. Any ideas on dinner?

His phone buzzes nearly immediately.

I’m a sucker for Italian. After, we could go for a walk where I work. It’s beautiful there.

His brows knot.

Where do you work?

Your response sticks to him like a bullet in the chest.

The butterfly conservatory! I’m not sure if you’re the butterfly type, but... I’m a lepidopterist, so I happen to be the type.

“I wanted to be a lepidopterist when I was younger,” Harry mentions, “Before the army.”

Dinner had been wonderful - the two of you had locked one another in comfortable conversation throughout the evening. You swore his gaze was a little bit like good whiskey - strong and intoxicating. Harry was quite the character -- well spoken and well mannered, but occasionally the mask would slip and you would catch his excitement. It was endearing, especially the look he got on his face when you asked if he liked dessert.

You two couldn’t help but laugh when your cannolis crumbled with the first bite.

The conservatory was dark when you arrived, but the moon cast everything in blues and blacks -- everything looked so inky, but the butterflies fluttering about certainly didn’t mind. Harry certainly didn’t either. You looked even more mesmerizing framed by the blue wings of the Morpho didius and the light of the moon.

He thinks, for the first time in a long time, that he’s falling in love.

“You did?” it’s soft, and Harry’s arm brushes your own as you stroll side by side.

“I did,” he breathes, a smile twitching across his lips, “Though my father wasn’t too keen on the idea. But, I turned it into a hobby. I have a collection at home.”

Your smile is infectious. “You’ll have to show me sometime.”

Harry dips under a fern leaf, watching the lot of butterflies scatter at the movement. They seem to flock to you -- perhaps they know you’re their caretaker. You bring them sugar water and love, caring for them every day. A few land in your hair and Harry thinks it’s a little bit like a crown.

“I’d like that.”

He likes you.

He takes a bullet between the eyes in front of that church in Kentucky and all he thinks of is you.

He sees you curled into his sheets in the yellow light of the morning. He sees you laughing, nose crinkled and eyes shut. He sees himself falling in love and first kisses and sinful kiss and all the like. He sees you bathed in moonlight with a crown of butterflies and it’s all he sees.

And when Eggsy finally snaps him out of it, when it all rushes back to him like a tsunami devastating a shoreline, it’s hard and fast and it hurts. He can’t breathe. Not when he sees those Morpho didius floating around the room and you’re not there.

If there’s one thing you’ve learned about Harry Hart it’s that he is very good at putting up façades.

So, he pretends it doesn’t hurt.

#harry hart x reader #harry hart imagine #harry hart fic #kingsman imagine #galahad x reader

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excellentadventure2 · 7 years

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Dec. 29-Jan. 3: New Year, New Country and Rincon de la Vieja National Park

On December 28 (day 58), Danielle and I left Granada, Nicaragua, and drove into Costa Rica. We arrived in northern Costa Rica to find much of the agricultural land was severely flooded due to Hurricane Otto that hit the country in late November. We stayed our first night near the border town of Los Chiles at a small restaurant along a very flooded river, experiencing very heavy rains.

The next day (Dec. 29/day 59), Danielle and I headed towards the town of La Fortuna, famous for its hotsprings. We camped at one of the hotspring resorts in the area from the 29th until the morning of the 31st. While in the area we went to both the hotspring resort that we were staying at, as well as some free hotsprings in the form of a warm, flowing river. It was a pretty good time relaxing the warm waters.

On New Years Eve, (day 61), Danielle and I left La Fortuna, and headed towards the Playa del Coco area on the northern Pacific coast for two reasons: one being that Danielle's parents were set to arrive at the nearby airport in Liberia in a few days, and two it turned out that Danielle's dad's – Dirk's – cousin and her partner were living in Coco for a few months and we'd connected with them online and planned to meet up in a few days.

So, we drove to the area, got groceries, and looked for a suitable campsite. We saw online there was one at a beach/town called Playa Hermosa, but when we arrived we found it to be very unappealing and extremely busy. Therefore we headed to the next town over and found a pizza restaurant/parking lot/campsite right across the street from the beach. At USD$12.00/night it was a better deal than the last place, had fast wifi, as well as decent bathrooms. We celebrated the new year by enjoying some olives, cheese, meat, crackers, and wine on the beach.

The next day (Jan. 1/day 62), was spent on the beach, hanging around the area not doing anything in particular. On Jan. 2nd (day 63), we spent the day at the beach and drove into Coco to get some more groceries and in the evening to meet with Barb and Gord, who Danielle had only met a few times (she'd never before met Gord), and I'd never met. We spent the evening chatting and they made us dinner.

On January 3rd (day 64), Barb and Gord took us to Rincón de la Vieja Volcano National Park, about an hour's drive away. The park is pretty big and is comprised of two sections. The section we visited featured boiling, volcanic mud pits, waterfalls, as well as a small volcano (volcanito). The mud pits were very interesting and I'd never seen anything like them before. They were no Yellowstone National Park, but nonetheless impressive. I was pretty stoked to visit the park because when we were in La Fortuna I'd googled hotsprings and this park had come up, leading me to want to visit it. However, given the time frame we were existing upon I had written it off as impossible – and yet, here we were.

Aside from the volcanic activity we witnessed (and smelled) within the park, we also experienced some wildlife, both dead and alive. Alive wildlife included a massive pack of coatis (a racoon-like animal also known by many other names such as a pizote), leaf-cutter ants, blue morpho butterflies, toucans, howler monkeys, and more. Dead wildlife included jars of preserved snakes that can be found within the park.

We all enjoyed the park even though the hiking wasn't incredibly challenging. My only regret is that the lighting was incredibly harsh and made for sub-par photographs. Nonetheless, I'd recommend the park especially if one has never seen volcanic mud pits. We spent another enjoyable night at Barb and Gord's.

#rob wilson #Photography #Travel #Adventure #Overlanding #Costa Rica #December #January #Playa del Coco #Ricon de la Vieja #national park

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Morpho│Jungkook 4

18 YEARS OLD

Being a Senior in High School is fucking bullshit. You studied at least 6 hours per day, you have no real support and everyone, or is depressed and doesn't give a fuck, or is smoking weed and living their best life.

I'm the depressed type, what about you?

4 years have gone since it happened what happened and I still feel confused. The whole "wait for me" got attached to me and I still can't get over it so I learned to live with it.

If I still have hope to see her? Yes.

Maybe I'm insane? Probably.

I've changed completely. At my hometown, everyone talked about this sweet boy who lost his best friend and got traumatized and could never walk down those streets, so they moved states, but the real reason was the bigger job opportunity to my parents.

With nothing to do I cut my hair, pierced my ears, and even wear my hair back. Morpho wouldn't believe if I told her. Fuck, how I miss her. I hope she's proud of who I became.

I have lots of what you call “friends”. Actually, tones of them. I get good grades, and I wear lots of black tones.

I got darker in the brightest way possible. I lost myself along the way, I would say, but it doesn't matter. There wasn't much to lose anyway.

I made a real new friend. His name is Min Yoongi. He's older but worse than me. He knows everything, from the first meet to the last and he even fucking cried when I told him. I think he misses you too. Is that possible? Missing something you never had? It must be.

English class were the best. We had the best teacher we could have and it was easy. Yoongi sleeps in every class but this. I listen music every single class but this. It's different because you actually learn something new, you know? The rest is just trash.

"- Today I want you all to write a letter, or a story or even a documentary if you want, to anybody, to anything, or even to yourself. But it must have some truth in it, like a truth story. Doesn’t need to be all of it, just a part. And yes, it's supposed to be cheesy."

I felt Yoongi's hand touching my shoulder so I quickly turned so I could face him.

"- Are you doing what I think you are doing?"

"- Do you want me to write you a letter?"

In some weird way, Yoongi pretended to feel flattered.

"- Oh I feel flattered by being one of your choices but, please don't.", ending up with his typical sarcastic face.

"- Then, you have your answer."

Yoongi raised his hand.

"- Yes Min Yoongi?"

"- Can we write for a death person?"

If it was possible to kill with your eyes, Yoongi would be already dead in that moment.

"- I'll repeat again, anybody, anything or even yourself. Being that person death, alive or coming. Understood Yoongi?"

"- And… is there any limit of words?"

"- Write a book if you want, I'll read regardless of the size.", The teacher said turning to the board once again.

"- Thank you teacher.", he said before sitting

"- Did you need to be THAT obvious?"

"- Now everyone will think my mom is dead." Yoongi responded putting his face on the palm of his hands, pretending to cry.

"- And one more thing, I want it next class." - she faced the class with her right eyebrow up - "And finished, understood class?"

"- Yes teacher", everyone said in a quick but quite beautiful sound.

It ranged. We all walked out from class and got ready to go home.

"- I'll see tomorrow in the game, right?”, I nod, “See you soon brother." Yoongi said walking away in the opposite direction of me.

"- See you Yoongi.", I said before walking away, "- Yoongi?"

He faced you "- Uh?"

"- This is going to sound awkward and really random but... I love you man. That's it." - I faced the ground

"- I love you too, Jungkook. And that's not awkward, that's affection asshole."

I'm glad he understood. Fuck. That felt good.

I got to my black car and drove home. The house had some kind of vanilla scent, almost like it was Christmas. I kissed my mom's forehead, said hi to my dad and then head to my room.

My room had lots of versions until the one it is now. At first it was all white with white furnisher, now is painted in blue and white tones with the most random and not-matching furnisher. I sat down on my black chair, grabbed a piece of paper and started written the English presentation or whatever you want to call it.

This is what it looked like:

Hi Móre,

It's been a while, isn’t it?

How are you? Have you been eating? Do you take your pills correctly? Have you been taking care of your scar? Do you miss me? Are you having lots of mac and cheese?

There's nothing I wish as much as to be next to you.

I have so many questions for you that I don't know where to start but I'll leave that for another time.

You always wished me to get more extroverted, so I did. I entered the basketball team, I now go to parties, I unfortunately drink a lot, I meet girls every day, and I even pierced my ears.

I got a new friend, but like, a real one. His name is Min Yoongi and he's fucking sick. I think you will love him. Will you ever know him? You told me you were.

I have everything I ever dreamed of having. My parents are more present. I even think I'm getting beautiful like what? I met some girls who I really like but there wasn’t any who I loved. Oh, and I have a dog named Chade.

But something feels out of hand.

I miss you. God, how I miss you.

I remember the promises we made. The ones who keep me alive. Will you keep them? Do you remember them? Are you even reading this?

Stop crying please. I know it's hard. Believe me. I know it's fucking hard, but I'll find you, I promise.

After you left me I asked your parents about the meaning of your name.

I like it. You always like butterflies so it makes sense. Blue Morpho. Morpho.

I miss calling you Móre. I fucking miss you every single day of my life and I'm still waiting. I'll always wait. I promise.

I'm sorry I never said it to you but I truly love you.

from your forever prince,

Jungkook

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