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((So I absolutely despise asking people for money. I despise it. I owe a ton of bills, and my entire next paycheck is dedicated to these bills. But seeing as I'm in job limbo for at least a week while I wait for my transfer to complete, that leaves me without any money whatsoever for a month, maybe more. I started a PayPal money pool for donations, but I'm not just asking to donate for nothing. I'm a fairly experienced crocheter, and if you'd like, I can make you something in exchange for your donations. I've made lots of dolls, I've made shawls and blankets, and I can make just about anything as long as I have a pattern (within reason of course). Pictured below is some of my work. A few of my dolls are on sale on Etsy as well. Thanks in advance!))
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“Oh hey! Today is my birthday!”
anger. anger. so much anger. her fingers curl into fists, knuckles almost turning white. just why? why is it not working? no matter the amount of attempts, the spirit just cannot be summoned. she’s been practicing day in, day out, unable see any process in her skills. it’s not fair, she thinks, can’t help but feel bitter, still. she knows she shouldn’t – maya has become a good friend. but rayfa wishes she possessed the same spiritual power, realizes she can’t force it. perhaps she should quit. it’s a task she deems impossible. / @theburgermaster
Maya can sense Rayfa’s frustration. They’ve been training together for a while now, almost a year by Maya’s approximation, but Rayfa has yet to channel a spirit for even a moment. The elder medium sees her younger self in the young princess. That frustration, that confusion, that pain. She wishes she could summon her younger self to talk to Rayfa, because at her current level of power, it may have seemed like Maya didn’t know Rayfa’s struggle. Oh, but she did.
“You did well today, Rayfa. Why don’t we take a break to get something to eat?”
“Well, one thing at a time, Mia. I know you’re quite anxious but excited about all of this, but we will need to take slow steps with this, especially with your mother, as I’ve already established. At any rate, let’s go back for now.”
The two walked back in together, neither looking too bothered or upset, a clear sign of how well the talk had gone, which, for the most part it had. “Apologies, Emerson, I just needed to clear the situation up with Mia. Now, I need to go check up on Maya and see if she’s awake. I shouldn’t be long.” He would still leave it to Mia to tell her about this, of course, and he cast a brief glance at Marshall, a request to remain silent on the matter until it had been discussed with his and Mia’s mother. He flashed another thin smile before heading off to check up on his beloved. Miles still wondered how Mia planned to try and break this news to the medium.
Emerson didn’t look too uncomfortable or worried when Mia and Miles returned. But Mia could tell that she was relieved that things seemed to have gone well. She reached out her hand and took Mia’s hand in hers, squeezing it comfortingly. Mia and Emerson watched Miles disappear upstairs to get Maya and that’s when Emerson took the opportunity to ask how things went.
“So? How’d he react?”
“Surprisingly well...” Mia said, looking off in the direction that her Papa had disappeared in. “I’m not sure how I’m going to tell my mom, though...”
“Just be honest with her. I was honest with my mom, and she respected me for it.”
“Yeah, but my mom...she’s...she’s dealt with a lot. I don’t want to stress her out.”
“You won’t. We’ll figure it out.” Emerson said with a reassuring smile.
Remember: it doesn’t have to be physical
Do y’all ever read your partner’s reply and it’s just… so beautiful, so well-crafted, you really just have to sit back, and read it a couple more times, and wonder how in the heck you got so lucky to write with someone THIS talented??
((Day 1 of Ohayocon was AMAZING! I didn't get to Columbus till late in the afternoon, because from Kzoo to Columbus is a 4.5 hour drive, but upon getting here, it was so worth the drive because I got to see my friends pretty much immediately, as well as getting to meet new friends! We got our passes (rather quickly) and off we went to the dealers hall where I found not only two more keychains from the Ace Attorney cell strap collection, but also the long searched for Miles and Maya plushies!!! The vendor said he had Apollo too. I wonder if I should go back for him? I also ran into the amazing "RPG Bee (aka Bird aka I gotta fart)" cosplayer from the Bee and Puppycat episode, "Birthday Game" (if you haven't seen it, GO WATCH IT). I can't wait to see what kind of fun we get up to today! Stay tuned for more pics.))
“Of course I will, Mia. In fact, I would have insisted on being there when you told her…more for your sake than anything admittedly. However ,before we talk to her about this, we should probably attend to your girlfriend and make sure she doesn’t feel too uncomfortable for the time being. I would try to talk to Marshall about when to say things and when not to say things, but I fear it would do no good.”
Edgeworth placed a hand on her shoulder. “…for future reference, don’t let your brother know about these important things you want to say yourself ahead of time…or come to me about them before he has the chance to blab about them. The latter option might be easier, knowing how he feels he has to know everything.”
Your girlfriend. He had worded it. That really made it sink in for Mia. Her papa, like her, considered Emerson to be her romantic partner...her girlfriend. She was so happy that her father had not reacted negatively. And in regards to her brother, Mia found herself wondering where he got his need to know everything from. Probably their mother.
“Yes, we should. Thank you, Papa.” Mia said, wrapping her arms around Miles’ waist in a hug. “I think you’ll really like Emerson, once you get to know her. Her grandpa is a judge, ya know.”
Its almost the anniversary of DL-6 and this boye needs some love
Merry Christmas 🎄🌌🌟
my girl
this is the only day you can reblog this
