🙏 From The Heart: A Quiet Apology

ok ela testing is finally over so I’ll be posting something next week :D I’m thinking about continuing that one triple liner x lévs fanfic…

my brain can’t help but think of reader who purposely hides the fact that they are a triple liner x lévis who doesn’t know that reader is a triple liner

• You were born as a double liner naturally and you personally never really cared for magic or classes or nobility.

• Everything was fine when you were younger, you weren’t really expected to do all that much except sit still and look pretty.

• It was late at night when a assassin entered your home and tried to murder your family. somehow they went past the guards and entered your hime. Around this time you’ve been training your personal magic even though it’s something that didn’t interest you you may as well learn to control it as you knew it would be useful in the future.

• Well, let’s just say you killed them by accident. You didn’t mean to kill them it’s just the thought of your life being threatened awoken something in you. it awoken your third line.

• The problem is that you’re pretty young too probably around 10 something last time you remembered and you knew that this would be a problem that this would interrupt your peaceful carefree life

• So you hid your third line. One of the servants sadly witnessed the accident so you forced the servant to lie to your parents saying that one of the guards dealt with the intruders.

• Luckily, your parents believed the servant, and you were able to continue your carefree life

• They never did find the corpse’s of those supposed intruders, but who really care?

• Everything was fine until you had to go to walkis. The classes were already rigorous and you barely had time to enjoy the things that you used to do

• You also had a little to no friends since your family wasn’t in a high position of power. I mean yeah you were a part of a Noble family but your family didn’t have that much ties to the burden of magic.

• Other than you not having any friends in school, life was pretty boring but it’s better than getting in whatever sort of drama that goes on in walkis

• Eerything is going nice and smoothly until you fucked up by accident. you see you were peacefully getting your lunch and about to walk to your table until you accidentally bumped into a student. your lunch completely fell on the other students clothes and you tried apologizing until you looked up and realized its fucking lévis

• Now you had two options option one stand there and deal with whatever sort of reprimand he’s about to give you or option to run for the hills.

• You without hesitation pick the second option and start to running away like your life depended on it (because your life actually did depend on it). you could hear him screaming for you to get back and deal with the mess that you made but you didn’t like the idea of becoming a corpse at such a young age.

• After running what felt like hours (probably just 10 minutes) you made it back to your room slamming the door and hiding under your covers. After that you officially avoided the lunchroom as much as you can.

• After two weeks you hope that he forgot about the entire ordeal and you can go back to your non-stressful peaceful life. you were finally were able to go back to the cafeteria in peace. you sat at your usual table, trying to eat until you feel a not so friendly presence behind you.

• You slowly turned around thinking ‘it can’t be lévis right?’ you finally fully looked behind you and there was lévis…

• He told you one simple sentence “Today at 6:30 meet me at the dueling grounds”. then he left to go back and sit with his group.

• You were trying to wrap your brain to think of ideas on how to get out of this situation but you realized that the most easiest solution was to just go ahead and deal with this fight

• oh well it looks like you’re peaceful life just jumped out a 10 story window.

(if I ever do make a part 2 it would be most likely after the fight because I cannot write fight scenes)

ykw one of my favorite things to write for mashle is like a certain type of theme reader. some examples are cat hybrid reader, triple liner reader, fallen angel reader, those are the ones that I’ve currently written, but there’s other ones that I like the idea of like jellyfish theme reader, sleepy reader, flirty reader etc. I just feel like it’s more easier and funner to write since it helps me already have a sense or idea on how I wanna write it. this is just a stupid little rant though and I will be posting something soon probably related to levis later this week :b.

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

Im gonna say this because its how I see it

If you are interested in someone's art, writing and or original characters and stories. For the love of all that is good tell them!!

Ask questions about them, talk to them. Believe me it makes a difference.

You showing that you are interested and want to know more will show them that people are interested and like their work. It will give them motivation to post more and continue with it!!!

If they think that no one is interested they will eventually stop posting about it and will make them sad.

Take it from me because this how I think

Can someone write some Levis fanfic.

Like... there is so much cliche and misconception potential with this guy.

He's got it all:

Technically the rich ceo kid trope

A bully

A manipulator (idk if he's psychopathic)

Daddy issues

Sounds super strong but is actually weak (mentality?)

Got body scars

An eye injury/scar

Strong (magic, brains, and physical big headcanon)

Long ass hair

Record of bad school behaviour(?)

Like someone gotta whip up some Boys over Flowers typa shit, that'd be kinda fun to read.

Or like make Levis a tsundere. I don't care. I'm so bad at this.

Chiikawa Domina bc why not

ok chat hear me out on levis x mistakeGod!reader

remember, this probably has the usual spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes and some sentences not making sense.

• so this is a pretty simple premise you were originally created to be a god but your creator messed up a little bit and accidentally made you a mortal.

•You’re still extremely strong and still it’s just as strong as any other God it’s just you’re not immortal, because of that you were casted away as a mistake placed down at earth.

• originally you were supposed to be the goddess of love but that title was now stripped away from you. you still remember everything perfectly. The names that the other gods called you the way that they explained that you were just a nuisance now. you’re around five years old when they gave up and abandon you.

• you learn how to be resourceful living in the woods and surviving off any sort of food that you could find. most of the time you had to rely on plants and bugs as a meal.

• eventually, you found an orphanage and they took you in. you stayed in that orphanage for another 5 years until a noble family came in. out of all the kids that they could’ve picked they decided to pick you. you were forced to say goodbye to the few friends that you were able to make at the orphanage.

• at first, your adopted parents didn’t really care about you until they realize that you had lots of magical potential. after that, they force you to train day and night which for you wasn’t really a problem, after all, you’re still technically a god power wise.

• once you are of age, they decide to go ahead and send you to walkis. you personally didn’t really care all that much. It’s just some fancy school to learn about magic. you did fine in general for most of your classes. you probably could’ve done a lot more better if you actually tried, but who really cares about this stupid magic school anyways?

• somehow you accidentally found yourself arguing with one of the top students Levis Rosequartz. you really didn’t care that much and you completely forgot after like five minutes what you guys were fighting about and you tried to leave, but then he decided to go ahead and challenge you to a fight. let’s just say in simple terms you beat his ass like really really badly. he supposedly had to stay in the infirmary room for at least two weeks. did you feel guilty? Not really I mean he did kind of deserve it he was being a bit of a bitch anyways.

• this results in him always challenging you to a fight and always losing. it was kind of sad and multiple times you thought of just giving him the wind, but then you remembered about the fact that he would brag about the fact that he won against you for the rest of his school life.

• eventually, somehow someway became frenemies. you’re not really sure on how it happened you just knew it kind of happened. you too start helping each other out sometimes with schoolwork (it’s mainly you just helping him) eventually he falls in love with the person who has been beating his ass every single time they fight <3.

• if you did start dating, I wouldn’t be surprised if it took you a long time to open up about your history. he would probably need a lot of convincing to believe the fact that you’re actually a mistake god but just show him some of your actual powerful spells and I’m pretty sure he’ll start to believe you.

Mashle Trio Family Au Masterlist

First Post

Personalities Part 1: The Trio

Personalities Part 2: The Quintuplets + Cell War

Writing:

It’s Not The Real Me (Cyril + Wahlberg)

Memes:

Batch 1

Art:

Au Redesigns Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

The 3rd child has finally been revealed. she was the hardest design and to come up with a name for

welcome to the world my lovely opal :D (her name is supposed to be a play on opioid)

I’m not really proud of any of these drawings in particular so i’ll probably redraw her