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[cinnamarol]

Patalliro x Sailor Moon doodles

[cinnamarol]

It’s the girls from volume 23 ✨✨✨

[sodrippy]

kiaira replied to your post “NO ONE understands the expanse it's just how we roll asdfhjls even...”

Idk if this would interest you or not, but the show is based on a book series.

fulljetalmacket replied to your post “NO ONE understands the expanse it's just how we roll asdfhjls even...”

I DIDNT GET IT FOR LIKE 3 EPISODES BUT NOW ID DIE FOR IT

ythell replied to your post “god im watching the expanse but it just dives right into the...”

yea it’s fuckeng Terrible

the-gail replied to your post “god im watching the expanse but it just dives right into the...”

No kidding.

sciencenerdbuckybarnes replied to your post “god im watching the expanse but it just dives right into the...”

I feel u

damn so we all really out here not fuckin understanding anything huh! 

[hiddenawayhaven]

So like...what if I started writing again?

I have a few unused fanfic and original fiction ideas j haven't even touched yet.

Also I'm pregnant with my first child. So...I should probably get writing out of my system.

[hiddenawayhaven]

Ch 18 is done!

This is not a drill! Chapter 18 or  my fanfic, “Of Gods and Heroes” is complete! I am just reading it over for any errors, and then it will be posted! Ark! It took forever!

[hiddenawayhaven]

i got an hour to kill. anyone want to do any asks?

[hiddenawayhaven]

of Gods and Heroes chapter 14 preview

Vitamin D deficiency: this is the vitamin you naturally get from foods and the sun. The regular diets of Ancient Egyptians don’t have vitamin D in them. Typically found in Soy, Egg yolks, cow milk, and oranges. They are found in fish, but Egyptians viewed fish as a disgusting and unpure food, despite their being a ton of it them in the Nile. Similar to how the Hebrew’s feel about pigs. Without the sun, the people of Egypt would get sick, and begin to feel the effects. This would include depression, softer bones (over a very long time without the vitamin), sore muscles and a feeling of weakness.

You will see the people of Memphsis suffering from this in this chapter.

Chapter 14

 Mazel laid on her side, wide awake. She was staring off into space, and was feeling emotionally exhausted. There was an oil lamp nearby still burning in the corner of the hut. It lit up the one room home enough for Mazel to make out the form of her sleeping sister.

Neither had any ideal when it would be time to rise. Just the day before Shen had decided that the beginning of the day in their household would be decided when Akela rose for the day and she would ring the dinner bell to let the slaves and servants know it was time to rise. Mazel waited for the sound of the bell.

She felt so empty inside. The minutes ticked on for what felt like hours. And hours felt like days. Even as she felt Tikki cuddle up next to her and pat her hand comfortably, Mazel didn’t feel better. Her stomach growled, but even as a piece of her portion of bread laid nearby she didn’t have the appetite to eat.

Mazel heard a splash in the distance, and she was reminded that the slaves and non-Egyptian people were taking to the rivers to ensure their stomachs were full. It was so uncommon for the people in the area to eat fish. Mazel hadn’t had any herself in several years, due to never having the time to catch fish with her work schedule. Nowadays there were more people than ever trying to catch food in fear of there being a food shortage. The crops weren’t growing, and their supplies were running low.

Though with so many people turning to the river for food, there was a new danger growing. The crocodiles were becoming more active with the increased of activity in the Nile and the fact that nighttime never left. There wasn’t a day that went by that Mazel didn’t hear about an attack. Even as she heard the splash in the distance, she wasn’t sure if it was a person or a crocodile. Perhaps a Hippopotamus as well. They were just as dangerous.

Mazel turned to look down at Tikki, who was awake as well. She looked up at Mazel with sad eyes. “I can feel everything you’re feeling. You’re so hungry, and you’re feeling so depressed. Please eat something. Keep your strength up.”

“I’m fine, Tikki,” she whispered back.  “You’re the one whose strength we need to keep up.”

Tikki shook Mazel’s hand a little. “That’s not true, the user has to keep up their energy levels as well! You can’t fight if you’re feeling so negative.”

Mazel closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Tikki protectively. “I’ll be alright.” She leaned down and gave a kiss on the top of Tikki’s head. “I have all the strength I need.”

Despite her reassurances, Tikki didn’t believe Mazel. And even as Mazel tried to relax and go to sleep, she herself knew, she wasn’t alright. She just didn’t seem to care anymore.

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 Ammon was also awake. Plagg was also awake, and his green eyes glowed in the darkness. The Kwami kept his eyes on Ammon, and looked at him with some concern. “Can’t sleep?” he asked Ammon.

Ammon shook his head. “I’m just thinking about things.”

Plagg sat up from laying on the bed and looked at him. “What about? The slave girl?”

Ammon shook his head. While he was thinking a great deal with Mazel, right now his mind was wandering over to Luziga and her words the other day. They echoed in his mind and haunted them with its unknown meaning.

“I felt the same way about a boy from my childhood before I became a slave.”

What could that possibly mean? What did Luziga know that he didn’t? His looked at Plagg. “It’s what Luziga said the other day. She said that she felt the same about a boy she was friends with a while back. That it was the same as my friendship with Mazel. I’m not sure what she meant.”

He heard Plagg chuckle in the darkness. “You really don’t understand, do you?”

“If I did, I wouldn’t be wondering!” Ammon growled at Plagg.

Ammon slowly pushed himself up from his bed, though it took an incredibly amount of effort on his part. Plagg began to float up and met Ammon at eye level. “It means, she was in love with a boy she was friends with.”

“What does that have to do with Mazel?” Ammon questioned.

“You really are tense sometimes,” Plagg sighed. “It means, that she knows that you’re in love with Mazel. It’s pretty obvious actually.”

Ammon felt his eyes go wide, and his heart rate quickened. He felt it skip a few beats, and his blood ran cold. He wasn’t in love with her. He couldn’t be. That was all wrong. He wasn’t interested in women, and he certainly wasn’t interested in a slave girl. The closest he ever felt to any sort of romantic feelings was a very short lived interested in Ladybug, that he knew was fading each and every day. He barely ever thought about his partner, nowadays, as his days were spend working, traveling to the palace, fighting Akuma, and worrying about Mazel…

‘Oh Gods!’ Ammon’s mind screamed. His eyes went wide, and he heard Plagg begin to chuckle. He must have seen the dumbfounded expression on his face. The look of an idiot who just realized he was in love. He always expected such a realization to be pleasant and joyous, except this was far from what he was feeling. This was the feeling of complete horror.

“No….no.”

“You know, it’s not that big of a deal, Mazel is a very pleasant person, much more interesting than you are,” Plagg spoke. “You said you thought she’d be an excellent wife someday.”

“Y-yeah…to another Hebrew, o-or another slave or servant. I’m not only Egyptian, but I am a nobleman, I would never marry a slave!” Ammon cried, though he kept his volume down, praying that his father would never hear him speak these words.

Plagg sighed. “I know you may not understand this, and I hate giving out advice, even more if it’s actually helpful advice, it’s not in my character, but you need to understand, the lack of sun is affecting you mentally. This may be hard to understand, but all living creatures get energy and strength from the things they eat, and some from the sun itself. What is making you feel so depressed and mopey, is from the sun, and isn’t found in the foods typically in your diet. I promise that when the time comes, and the Akuma shows itself, I will lend my strength to help you out of this state, but right now you’re just going to have to trust me. Falling in love with the slave girl, Mazel isn’t that big of a deal. Love is love, no matter who it is. When this Akuma is gone, I promise you, you will feel better about all of this.”

[hiddenawayhaven]

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking today. A lot. About my future. Having a degree that is basically useless and working at a coffee shop kinda does that.

I really care about the miraculous Fandom. A lot. I haven’t felt such a passion for a Fandom like this for at least 16 years. Back when I saw and fell in love with Cardcaptor Sakura.

This show helped me cope with a lot of crap. And I mean a lot. Miraculous is doing that for me now.

I love writing fanfiction for this Fandom. And not do fame or attention. I could care less about the amount of reviews. What I actually look at is the amount that of people that have read it. That’s the number that means something to me.

And creative writing is something I also love very dearly. And writing for this Fandom has in some ways, saved my life.

I’ve had depression for almost 15 years. Writing has ways helped me cope.

Which is why I guess I decided on something amazing.

I’m either going that a) starts saving for an editor for my original novels. B) perhaps try and pitch an animated series of my own or c) somehow manage to become part of the writing team of miraculous.

A being the most likely. Which is great anyway. Perhaps I’ll aactually get published someday too. :D