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‘My mom always said he was a firecracker, which just meant he was always getting speeding tickets and jumping on tables at family reunions and stuff. He always had so many ideas. He was so hyper.’ Adam and Gansey looked at each other. They had always had the sense that the Noah they knew was not the true Noah. It was just disconcerting to hear how much Noahness death had stripped. It was impossible to not wonder what Noah would have done with himself if he had lived.

Why she didn’t always love her eyebrows? My mom always said the quirky things that make you different are what make you beautiful. But when you’re younger, they’re normally the things that make you insecure. For me, it was my eyebrows. They were overly thick and luscious. So I went to town and plucked them. When you get older, [you realize] the things that define your differences are beautiful.” Lily Collins for Glamour April Issue

Astra inclinant, sed non obligant

A short sci-fi story written for @caffeinewitchcraft’s Caffeine Challenge #12. My brain took the prompts and veered off a bit, but this was fun to write! The title means “The stars incline us, but do not bind us.”




I was born on the Saratoga, a class 2 transport running supplies between the consolidated colonies of the outer ring planets. It’s down in the records as the middle day of seven in a Night cycle as we drifted between suns, all lights on emergency use only until we could make it in range of the next system to recharge the auxiliary batteries. Mom always said that Night stretched so long because I was hoarding all the light for myself, so I could burst to life as five pounds six ounces of screaming starfire. She said she knew I’d be fine out here in the black, that she knew I could make my life here and be happy without a sun and a planet because even from that very first moment she could see the light in my eyes; a true spacer, whose inner fire keeps them warm even in the darkest times.

I never had the heart to tell her she was wrong.


My defection started like this: I was seven sol-years old and setting foot on a planet for the first time. Gravity dragged at me. My feet and hands felt heavy, my head hurt. The floor seemed to roll out in front of me, curving and bucking when I tried to walk. I fell more than a few times, and my mother tried to get me to go back to the shuttle, but I refused. Everyone else in my class had been planetside, even Monica and Neil, both two years younger than me, and I was determined to have my turn.

One of the station attendants gave me a pair of crutches and I gritted my teeth and kept going, one shaky step at a time, until I was through the doors and really, really in-atmosphere for the first time in my life.

The heat of the sun felt like a caress over my hair. The breeze tugging at my shipsuit was a revelation. There were sounds I’d never heard before, smells I’d never dreamt of, more colors than I’d ever thought possible. Actual living animals flew above me. Vibrant green plants pushed between cracks in the stone path, utterly unplanned-for.

It was too much. I cried. I screamed. I curled in a ball on the ground—real, solid ground!–and bawled my tiny heart out while the sun beat on my neck, and I refused to move no matter how my shipmates coaxed and pulled and scolded. Mom always said after it was some kind of sign, that it was proof I knew I belonged in space, even that young. The rest of the adults laughed about it for years. They’d muss my hair affectionately whenever it came up at a party, or a holiday, or a community hearing, or a graduation ceremony, and say things like That’s our Astra, and A born shiprat, you are.

I wasn’t allowed off-ship again for a decade.

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It seriously bothers me when people treat me like I’m this shallow person for whom success comes easy and I couldn’t possibly understand what “lesser” beings who “actually” struggle with school and grades and mental health must feel like

First of all, take a look at my blog (if you’re online). Then, think about whether that’s a fair assumption at all. You don’t know anybody’s lives in life. My mom always said “the bigger the front the bigger the back” - oftentimes the people who I view as conceited have the most baggage and the most reason for their seemingly over confident behavior. I work hard to get whatever grades I get.

Don’t just blow me off as some sort of elite who thinks I’m 100000x better than everyone else or is otherwise totally unaware of how my actions and success many make others feel. I didn’t have it easy either. In fact, very few people in life actually ever have it easy.

This isn’t aimed at anyone in particular I’m just dealing with people on all platforms of life right now

My mom always said the quirky things that make you different are what make you beautiful. But when you’re younger, they’re normally the things that make you insecure. For me, it was my eyebrows. They were overly thick and luscious. So I went to town and plucked them. When you get older, [you realize] the things that define your differences are beautiful. - Lily Collins for Glamour April Issue (2017)

My mom has always said that, When you are in the middle of a situation, you don’t always see the warning signs or red flags. Most of the time you see them, but ignore them because you don’t want to admit that the situation is not good for you. And you definitely don’t want to hear other people’s opinions, or advice, and you definitely do not want their help.

Sometimes people have to go through and realize things alone before they seek other people’s opinions, advice, or even their help.

I think is applies to both Oliver and Felicity’s situations right now.

Oliver doesn’t want to hear how being with Susan might be a bad thing. Thea and Quentin have both expressed their dislike of her, but Oliver wants so badly to move forward with his life( and that’s not a bad thing), he is going to ignore the warning signs of Susan’s shady behavior and go through with the relationship anyway. He has to learn it for himself, and until that happens, he is not going to listen to anyone else.

Felicity is going through a dark time in her life right now. We have seen Oliver ask if there is something going on, and she has shut him down. We have seen Rory confront her, but she doesn’t want his help or advice. She is going to go through this dark path alone, and when she needs help she will ask. But she won’t take anyone’s advice or help before she’s ready.

Anyway, words to ponder.

Tagging: @dmichellewrites, @somewhatinvisible, @hope-for-olicity

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