Does anybody have a running list of current coaches and students? Just about every website is out of date and most fan sites skip the lesser known skaters.
Hello there! I’m afraid I can’t give you a detailed answer to that, either. This is a fan account like many others. Hence we, too, don’t have special behind-the-scenes information on the skaters, especially the younger ones.
We all know the seniors Alexia, Deniss, Koshiro and Shoma as well as Ísold who’s in the junior category. It’s difficult to follow the lesser known skaters under Stéphane’s guidance due to a lack of information. We can only rely on the official Skating School of Switzerland social media accounts on FB, twitter or IG.*
As for the coaching staff, we have Stéphane of course, then Angelo Dolfini and Yoann Deslot who have joined the Skating School recently. Robert and Anna Dierking left for Berlin (Germany) as far as we know. Salome Brunner is still choreographing programs for the 3S students and Peter Grütter is a coach for the summer camps. I don’t know who’s in charge of the off-ice training at the moment. There're also many guest teachers.
Anyone, please feel free to add information (with sources only).
*Another helpful source for skaters from Switzerland might be “Swiss Ice Skating” website (German or French language only). The page “Kader und Athleten” has a list of the current Swiss national team (“Kaderselektion Swiss Ice Skating”).
So yeah, I've been pretty much dead for a while now. Sorry about that. I think it's only right that I justify myself so I'm not a complete asshole in this situation.
The main reason I stopped writing on this account is primarily down to the fact that I've lost interest in Mystic Messenger. I don't think I can keep continuously writing for something that I don't enjoy as much anymore.
These days I'm also incredibly busy. I'm in my last year of secondary school so I can't dedicate all my time to writing on here. I want to focus more on my future and ensure that I'll be able to get to where I want to in life. But it'd be incredibly hard to both centre my attention on this account and be focussing on this blog.
My mental health had gone through hell and back in the last few months. I'd rather not go into detail about this but it was at the point where I could no longer find it in me to write anything. Being the perfectionist I am, I could not settle with writing something that wasn't done in my best mindset and having it out there for the entire public to see.
Have I quit writing? No, actually. Far from it. But I enjoy writing using my own characters more than about others these days. I haven't written fanfiction in a very long time because I'm content with writing things about my own creations. At the very least, I can say that I'm immensely proud in the fact that my writing has improved because I've dedicated more time to doing that when I've had the opportunity. (As contradictory as it sounds because I've stated I don't have enough time to run this - I still don't write often. But when I do, I write about my own creations.)
Am I going to delete this blog?
Unfortunately, I can't. This is a shared blog and my other admin has lost access to their account. So even if I wanted to, I can't delete it. This blog will be left up here but I will leave it.
Any other information?
Not really, actually. I'm planning to take down and rewrite everything on my fanfiction.net account at some point. I've already deleted two fics from there because they made me want to physically shot myself and then pull my brains out and stuff them in my mouth so they'd block off my airways. (I'm not going to go into anymore detail with that because I don't want anyone to feel sick because of me). If anyone is interested in continuing to support me, the name of my account is: TheFallenAngel46.
I really need to consider changing that one day.
Anyway!
Thank you for supporting me. I couldn't have come this far without any of you, and I genuinely mean that. This blog has been an important part in my life not only for myself, but for my writing. I can not thank any of you enough for deciding to read my work and for actually liking it. I hope you all take care! Love you all <3
If you any of you wish to contact me, don't feel afraid to message me on @ambivertedleo64.
Hi can I request a hurt/comfort scenario for Qrow's s/o dealing with him and the resulting issues he has if they ended up going through all that snow trouble with the group and oz ?
Qrow Branwen:
“Qrow…”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
It’s the first time you had alone with him since the revelations Jinn bestowed upon you, and you could tell he wasn’t taking it well. Could you blame him? Not really, but there was an unfortunate habit of his that you had to keep an eye on and couldn’t let him use as an excuse to forget the pain the revelationsgave him. You were worried about him, as was Ruby, but you figured you were better off dealing with this than her. She had her own problems to worry about.
He stations himself in a chair by the window, having offered to keep watch for any threats in the place your group had taken shelter in. He doesn’t seem enthused when you take a seat on the floor next to him, looking at your scroll and hoping that communications would magically come back up. A miracle would certainly make your life easier, even if it might not matter due to the future Jinn had foreshadowed.
“I told you I didn’t want to talk,” He grumbles out, arms crossed and refusing to look at you.
“Am I talking?”
“What-“
“I’m not going anywhere regardless of how rude you’re gonna be to me, so if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything.”
Qrow scoffs but isn’t in the mood to start a fight, and instead silently stares outside as though the answers to all his problems would magically appear. Despitebeing romantically involved with him, you knew he still held back many of his feelings and his problems, but constantly prying at them wouldn’t get him toopen up. What you had to do was be patient, and hope that you had proven to him that you were someone he could confide in.
After a few hours, when you were teetering on the edge of falling asleep, he gives in. You know it must’ve taken a lot for him to finally decide to talk to you, but you made no indication that you had expected anything of him. You didn’t want to scare him away before he even began to talk.
He slides from the chair and sits next to you on the ground, glancing over at you as you flash him a sleepy smile. He manages to give a weak one back before he turns to look away, staring directly ahead at the empty space before him.
“I trusted him. And after all of this, nothing even mattered.”
“I don’t think that’s necessarily true.” You reach over to grab his hand, which makes him flinch; you think he’s going to pull away from your comfortinggesture but instead he relaxes, allowing you to intertwine your fingers with his. “We still have things that need to get done, we can’t let this stop us inour tracks.”
“I know,” He mutters, “I know all of that and still, I just want to go spend my last days in a bar so out of my mind I don’t know what’s happening around me.”
“Well, that’s why I’m here.” You squeeze his hand. “To keep you in line and stop you from acting on your terrible ideas.”
“Is that right? That all you stick around for?”
“No, your company can be pretty nice too. For the most part.”
Qrow playfully jostles your shoulder with his own and you giggle, knowing you might not have healed his pain but you had properly encouraged him to be more open with you. You would probably still have to keep a close eye on him so he didn’t get drunk while you were around, but at least you’d manage to get one whole feeling out of him.
“I’m going to check on the girls and get some rest, okay? You’ll be fine here?”
“’Course.”
He stands first and helps you up, pulling you up against him as he looks into your eyes.
“I love you, Qrow.”
He leans down to give you a quick kiss before you go, but finds himself lingering, hands firmly on your hips as though he doesn’t want to let you leave just yet.A few moments pass before he finally pulls away, looking slightly less miserable than he had before, and he takes his position by the window once moreas you leave the room, not before mumbling out, “I really love you, too, y’know.”
