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Simon was settled in the living room with his laptop enjoying what seemed to be a rare moment of free time. He and Felix were meant to leave for Italy in a few days and he was excited about the trip, but also feeling rather guilty about how little he was telling him. How he couldn’t divulge anything about his sister and the relationship he was trying to build with her. It seemed unfair. Here was a huge part of his life, something that shook his entire family and he couldn’t feel like he could safely tell Felix about it because it would scare him away. Even telling Felicity was risky as she’d been feeling abandoned, the existence of someone else in their lives to take Simon’s attention wouldn’t go over well. The one person who didn’t seem overly affected by things was Lydia. She’d been like that as long as Simon could remember: he could trust her with big news because she seemed to always take it in stride and guide him on how to explain it to other people. And that’s one of the many things he loved about her. He felt like he was doing wrong and making wrong choices across the board and he needed help. So, when he saw Lydia step into the living room he said immediately, “I need to talk to you.”

anonymous asked:

21 for Crow and/or Siren? :D


My heartsick walrus sounds out of the way, while I do like a pre-Galaxia connection for Crow and Siren, I don’t think they knew each other as children. So two separate things it is. If I ever write stuff with Crow and Siren (VERY POSSIBLE), I leave myself the option of contradicting this. Nobody gives a shit about that disclaimer, but I do. I CARE DAMMIT

Siren, #21: Their fondest childhood memory.

Siren’s fondest childhood memory is her first kill. Her world is a beautiful but harsh place, where food is mainly obtained through hunting. Siren’s species is toward the top of the food chain, but not apex, and so being an adept hunter is critical not just for the sake of eating, but to keep yourself strong and healthy enough to avoid becoming prey.

Siren’s mother was such a hunter, and began to teach Siren from when she was very young, even by their society’s usual standards. Siren paid close attention and worked hard. When she made her first kill, her mother was so proud, and Siren soared under her praise. She even let Siren eat all the food she’d caught herself. Which she did, with great enthusiasm. It would always be one of the most delicious meals Siren ever had.

Crow, #21: Their fondest childhood memory.

Crow doesn’t have a lot of fond childhood memories. Crow’s species on her planet form roving collective groups, and for reasons Crow never learned (she never cared to know), she was abandoned by her home group from infancy. She was taken in by a group of similar stragglers and refugees, but for a species that’s evolved to work as a cohesive whole rather than as individuals, things were never easy. Crow responded to this by focusing on excelling personally, striving for the time when she wouldn’t need even the loose bonds and cooperation of the group that had found her.

It’s not exactly a fond memory, but Crow’s proudest memory (so the closest answer she would tell you if you asked her) was the first night she survived completely on her own. Her species evolved into small group collectives to survive the dangers of their world, and while Crow was determined to shed that, the experience was terrifying. Being exposed and alone through the long night nearly broke her resolve. But come morning, the night was gone and Crow was still there. From that day on, Crow was confident she could do anything.

Though she’d never admit she was unable to quite shake her fear of the dark.


I was really sad during the last few days but now, after tonight, I’m just so happy, proud and relieved….. These four men, these four brave men I love so much, had the balls to keep this going and showed us they are here for us just like we are here for them, and it’s beautiful.

I already respected them so much that right now respect is an understatement…

Thank you is not even enough

Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest—thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the under wood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.
—  Beau Taplin

“You must make a decision that you are going to move on. It wont happen automatically. You will have to rise up and say, ‘I don’t care how hard this is, I don’t care how disappointed I am, I’m not going to let this get the best of me. I’m moving on with my life.”
Joel Osteen

You know how water stagnation occurs when water stops flowing,becomes such a hazard.So are we.When we decide to stop and keep the doors and windows thats lets people and knowledge in.We are so afraid of the consequences of moving ahead,that we fail to recognise the consequences of not moving ahead anymore.That is worse!