fight for the life that our children should have.

love alone is worth the fight.

France, 1974
The Cold War was a time of upheaval and change for the whole world. My husband and I seized this chance, wanting to help change it for the better. To make a safer world for our daughter to grow up in.

But everything went wrong: the very project we were trying to stop came after my family. They kidnapped me, forcing my husband and child to go into hiding. The world is still in danger thanks to our mistakes. I'm still being held prisoner until my family resurfaces.

I will escape and I will find my family before they do.

AU Anthea Hopper
from
Code: Lyoko.

CL: Evolution by request.

//I want Anthea to have someone bug her about why she has a gun/is acting shifty/etc and she just looks them in the eye and says “I was kidnapped by a government project but I escaped a few months ago. I came here to find my family but the men running the project are still after me even now that I’m a whole ocean away.” and not even smile or laugh it off as a joke— just honestly wanting to see if they take her seriously or not.

Because if they do believe her, maybe she wouldn’t feel so alone here in America.

filed under: x {jumped out the window} x darlingmoore x v; always on the run

mrs-einstein:

Aelita knew it would be, but she also knew it had to be done.

Because living the way she was— sifting through charred ruins of a broken house, clinging to memories she could barely recall, constantly checking emails and text messages for a shred of contact with the one connection to her past she had left —it was slowly driving her insane. 

So she deleted her online profile. Put a lock on The Hermitage’s front gate. Limited her email checks to once a day; anything to try and turn her thoughts away from a long-dead past life and towards the bright future ahead of her. And, after a while, it was starting to work.

But none of that mattered now. All her efforts suddenly dashed with a single call from an unknown number. 

She gripped the phone with trembling hands, trying to steady her uneven breaths as she listened intently to every word. When her mother’s voice over the phone line ceased, Aelita fell into silence herself. How could it be, that after imagining this exact scenario over and over again, there wasn’t a single word she could think of to say?

"This is…h-how did—" her mouth was running on auto-pilot, stammering out whatever words she managed to string together. "I…I don’t know what to say either. I didn’t— I-I really didn’t think I’d get to speak to you again."

"Tyron already told the school…about me. That I’m alive, or that I exist or whatever it is. Uh— I’m your mother, so they gave me your phone number." She rubbed her hand across her nose. "I guess that’s the good thing about whatever it is he’s trying…trying to do."

A dozen questions suddenly appeared at once, a contrast to her earlier speechlessness. Where have you been? How are you a student at Kadic and not in college by now? Why do I have such a bad feeling about wherever Franz is? Why would he send you to Lyoko? How?

"I don’t even know where to start. I’m…I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you. I— We both— thought we could take care of you, even in the middle of… of everything. But we both failed pretty spectacularly, I suppose." She pulled her blanket up over her legs, clinging to it. 

"There’s a lot that I don’t understand about your side of things. Why you’re at Kadic, why you’re still there. I— I can come pick you up, unless you’d rather just stay with your father. Then again… I don’t know what Tyron’s doing, if anything. So maybe you’re better off staying there. I— I…" She sighed, soft and sad. "It’s not fair.”

(Source: thecaptivemother)

filed under: x //ehhhh x //i don't like it x //but i also love it x //bc it's kind of sad and awkard which really fits this situation right now so x //i guess i'm keeping it x i will be home then
untrustyou:

Lu Kowski
filed under: x turn around they might be watching x {outside; out free}
filed under: x [quietly reblogs from personal blog bc i love this post so much] x text post meme for ts
untrustyou:

Igor Termenón
filed under: x dreams of starting over x evo au

I miss threads with Anthea getting the shit beat out of her by Shane and then Anthea still being a ruthless fighter and not backing down at all.

Ya, she’s female. She’s not very tall nor very strong. She’s physically a lot weaker than Shane. And Shane has more practice in the rough-and-tumble brutal street fighting, whereas she just knows a little about more martial styles—  so that stuff really does threaten her!

But then she reaches the point that she doesn’t care what happens, just that she needs to survive, so she dodges where she can, tries to talk her way out of it, or just throws back whatever she’s able to.

If it was hand-to-hand— no guns, no sticks of metal lying about, no rocks or chairs to use but pure fist fighting— Shane would probably kill Anthea if he wanted to. If he stopped seeing her as some plaything he needs to keep alive she’d be dead in seconds.

But Anthea would damn sure get in some good hits, if only because she’s so enraged and determine to stay alive. Or at least to not die at Shane or Stewart’s hands.

Shane’s strength comes from experience and arrogance. Anthea’s strength comes from endurance and fury.

filed under: x tear the king from the throne x a mother is something fearsome x linecrossed x lyokowarrioryumiishiyama x I WANnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnt
melisica:

(by Chris Devour)
filed under: x oH SHIT x how many more days how many more seconds x searchlights saga
Anonymous: what is the how about fuk u saga?

// linecrossed's mun sent me a bunch of message re: William never really having a family. A lot of them are still in my inbox, so I guess I should reply. If Anthea won't just turn into a blubbering mess again.

I have a few verses with William that have tags like “Stewart Saga” where Yumi mun and I were both talking with William and it was like a mini-event.

So the “how about fuck you” was just me making a joke because thisrevolutionwillbetelevised is a cruel, cruel person who preys on other’s emotions:

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filed under: x ask x {jumped out the window} x Anonymous x how about fuck u saga
rfmmsd:

Illustrator & Artist:
Adam Tan
"Mute"
2012

rfmmsd:

Illustrator & Artist:

Adam Tan

"Mute"

2012

(Source: tanadam.com)

filed under: x i've come to burn your empire down x a mother is something fearsome x watch me tear you apart x {outside; out free}
melisica:

(by "I miss the comfort in being sad")
filed under: x Her second mother my second daughter x Nocebo au