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lani-heart · 16 days

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parings -> ( eventually ) enhypen x reader genre -> soulmate au, fantasy au, angst warnings -> angst word count -> 2.9k

abstract -> Humans were alot fragile than you think...

y/n's perspective

After accepting Jay we took things relatively slower than with Sunoo, Jungwon, Niki, and Sunghoon. Sunghoon was actually the one who didn’t rush things but everything was faster with him. Which is funny because so did Jungwon.

Jungwon went on for a week to convince me that Sooha wouldn't get in between what he wanted to happen. He continued to convince me… and Sunoo I already accepted but thought it should be a little harder for him. Niki was a troublemaker… but he was a peacemaker for me. He also took things slow which was nice.

Sunghoon was definitely like an overprotective boyfriend, whilst Jungwon was actually very jealous. He hated sharing attention since he was the only one who didn’t need to share since I accepted them. Sunghoon was a big puppy… protective but his wolf, Solon, was really cute. Really cuddly.

Jay though… Everything was slow. He was very caring though, which I appreciate.

Everything was nice… Heeseung was still complicated. I didn’t know how to feel about him. Jungwon And Jay explained how he’s been acting but it wasn't in my place to comfort him.

“You okay, love?” I heard as I saw my first soulmate. “Yeah, just tired?” I said and he kissed the top of my head. “You should rest up. Have you eaten yet?” he asked and I nodded.

“Jay was here for lunch a few hours ago,” I said and he smiled. “I’m glad he isn’t as bad as I thought he’d be,” he said and I chuckled. “With him and Sunoo you can’t forget to eat anymore” he teased and I smiled.

Jungwon was also the same where he forgot to eat so seeing them get along again was good for his health.

“y/nnie!!!” I heard as I saw Niki.

“Hello to you too,” I said and he laughed. “When are we getting the results for sports day?” He asked only because the vampires and Riverfield were betting if they won that they’d get to do anything to their class logo.

“It’s being looked over by the teacher administration” I answered and he grumbled. Despite not actually playing he did try to rig a few things.

“Sunoo also is fighting with Wonyoung about the masquerade ball they're organizing, '' he added and I sighed. The ball was something Bright Sun was quite known for. Now that we’re hitting the end of the year, we got the okay that we can do a ball to end the school year.

“I’ve seen the pictures of old Bright Sun masquerades, it looks so magical,” Jungwon said and I smiled. “What's so special about it anyway?” Niki asked and I chuckled.

“It's actually called Samhain. Usually, it's celebrated on another day but for the school, we do it at the end of the year. With the sudden merge this semester I didn’t think we’d be able to do it” I explained and they nodded.

‘What is it about?” he asked and I sighed. “Actually it's quite sad. It's to celebrate those who have passed but, we try to go all out with this event” I said and they nodded.

“y/n! Control your leeches!” Wonyoung said angrily. She must've gotten angry with Sunoo? “I’m sorry– Hey!! You can’t just shut me out now?!” Sunghoon yelled as Sunoo was next to him but passed through? So she was mad at Sunghoon?

“He wants to interfere in planning when it isn't his business! He just announces that's it!” she said as she now pouted on her desk. “Hmm, maybe you should keep him kicked out of here” Sunoo said as he laughed at Sunghoon who’s jaw dropped at the slander.

“y/n!!” he yelled in hopes of defense. “What did you suggest?” I asked and he smiled at finally getting a chance. “So, I suggested if it could be like a homecoming–” “No” I cut him off. “Hah!” Wonyoung let out. “You didn't even let me finish!” he whined.

“Just let them plan, it seems too important to add things to it. Be happy we were even included and not just their class” Jungwon said and he sighed as he was finally able to enter.

“That's true… if it was my decision it would only be a Bright Sun exclusive event,” Wonyoung said. “But that's mean” I heard as I saw Sooha. She walked through the barrier?

“Huh? How…” Wonyoung muttered as I saw Heeseung and Jake shut out the barrier. “She’s a human-vampire hybrid,” Jungwon said and Sooha smiled awkwardly and bowed in respect. “Why are you three here?” she asked. “Oh! We wanted to make a suggestion for the upcoming event!!” Sooha said and the boys next to me sighed. Wonyoung also looked like she could kill anyone right now…

“You're not even a council member,” Wonyoung said and Sooha smiled. “I am actually! Jungwon and Heeseung agreed to let me be a part of the Decelis Council!” she said and I looked at Jungwon who sighed. “When did this happen?” I asked and he smiled softly. “The morning,” he said and Wonyoung did not look happy. “What's your suggestion?” I asked and she grinned happily.

“So! I was thinking of maybe… having the school do a sort of Valentine-inspired event? Where you can ask to be someone's date to the event!” She suggested it and I didn't hate it. I looked at Wonyoung who looked at me back.

“I actually like the idea” I said and Wonyoung nodded stubbornly.

“Really?!” she said and I smiled. “We could do it to help fundraise for student council funding,” I said and Wonyoung nodded in agreement. “So telegrams, flowers, all the Valentine's day junk again?” she asked I nodded.

“We could announce it I suppose” Wonyoung also added, accepting the suggestion. “Could I help organize it?” Sooha asked.

“Oh? Well, the event planners would most likely do that so you could work with Sunoo and Niki in Decelis” I said and she nodded. “Who are the other event planners?” she asked.

“Me, Maki, Jacob, Kevin, Niki, Sunoo, and now you” Wonyoung said and Sooha looked disappointed.

“K is the vice president, he does errands for EJ so he mainly works around me and Wonyoung, Jungwon, Sangyeon and Juyeon” I explained in which she nodded clearly trying to hide her disappointment.

“Thank you for your suggestion Sooha! It was really clever” I said, giving her a compliment in which she grinned widely. “I wanna be of help!” she said as she skipped towards Heeseung and… Jake.

“Thank you, for being nice,” Jungwon said and I nodded. I never hated her… but I never did put in an effort.

Heeseung and Jake made their choice.

jay’s perspective

“No! Go away!” I scolded as I put the food down by the door of her dorm. “Come on I just–” “No Jake! You knew what you were doing… there's no explaining that. You chose Sooha so leave her alone” I said and he didn't want to listen.

I suddenly saw her stare at us in shock. She looked at Jake frozen as to why he was here. “I need to talk–” “No, he’s just leaving,” I said as I got in front of her facing Jake. “Quit the overprotective bullshit,” he said and I noticed she gripped her hands around my uniform.

She was scared of him.

“Jake, leave or I'll get Sunoo to make you” I said and he scoffed. “No, look y/n I just want to explain myself” he said now trying to look behind me to her but I decided to not let him near her. I wasn’t gonna let him accidently hurt her again. I defended him… it was an accident he does things based on emotion. She did nothing wrong though… and I won't let my friendship with him affect that.

“Can I please just talk–” “I don’t want to talk to you” she cut him off before I could. I could see his shocked expression but he didn't look like he was gonna give up.

“Why is everyone acting like I killed someone?! Look I know I hurt you but it was an accident!” he started getting emotional and I felt her now pressing herself against my back trying to protect herself. “Jake, just go, Heeseung–” “You don't understand!!” he said while he used his fire. I noticed how she now crouched down in a ball trying to protect herself. I crouched down petting her hair. “Hey, come on let's get you inside the dorm” I said but she didn't move.

“I didn’t mean to–” “You never do. Jake quit it… you rejected her move on. Go find Heeseung before I do… and you know he won’t be happy knowing what you're trying to do” I warned and he now looked frustrated with himself.

“I just don’t understand why she’s so scared of me?” he muttered and I scoffed. “You never understand why fire hurts because you're immune. You’ve never felt a burn in your life, and you haven’t had your soulmate hurt you and reject you” I said as I picked her up bridal style and grabbed her key to open her dorm.

“Go to the dorms, Jake. Whatever you’re trying to do is useless”

jake’s perspective

I left feeling stupid. I really just need to explain… but I didn't mean to use my fire again.

I went to the dorms where things were normal? Everyone was bonded with her besides me and Heeseung. He acted like everything was normal and there wasn’t anything different than before. Everything was different for me though and… I felt like an outsider.

Jungwon and Heeseung worked alongside each other like always whilst Sunghoon and Sunoo were friends again. They hung out outside the dorms often to go to the city and now they're the same as before, even planning on things they could do with their soulmate. Niki and Jay even got along again… Jay took care of a lot of the younger members and… I had no one.

Everyone was mad at me for losing control. The only person I had left was Sooha and she… she’s mated to that Riverfield wolf. I had no one… and now I was ostracized by everyone.

I opened my palm to reveal my power… it really was a curse. What would it feel like? Would it really hurt as much as people say it would?

I sighed and went again… I knocked on her door. Jay should be gone by now… I heard her footsteps rushing to the door and opened it only to slam it closed again before I could speak.

“I… I'm sorry you're so scared of me. I wanted to make a request… I want you to make it so I could feel burns” I said and I was met with silence. I was gonna walk away thinking it was stupid to try when she opened the door… only by a crack though.

“W-what?” she asked. I sighed… “I wanna know how it feels” I said and her eyes showed confusion. I could barely see her but I could see that she was wearing casual clothing… and the bandages around her neck.

“Why?” she asked and I didnt know either. “I think I just need to understand it,” I said and shook her head. ��That goes against the rules under Bright Sun, I can't–” “It's only against the rules if you cause me harm. It wouldn’t be you, doing it” I said and she still shook her head.

I was disappointed but I understood it was a crazy request.

“Why… Why were you here earlier?” she asked and I was shocked she’d let me talk. “My fire works on my emotions… I didn’t mean to hurt you. It also may not seem genuine but I do regret what I did a lot. Your mates have made it very clear what it did and I’m sorry” I said and she nodded.

“I’m sorry, the thing with Sooha didn’t work out” she said and it shocked me. Why did she sound so genuine? She was supposed to be my mate… yet it seemed like she was content at leaving me at arms length.

“Me too… I'm sorry to have scared you and taken your time”

I woke up the next morning confused.

I didn’t like to be around Heeseung as of late because of my thoughts being about our mate. I hated how Sooha wasn’t our soulmate. I’ve loved her since… I've met her. Love at first sight.

Who knew it was one-sided? She was even my first kiss…

I walked out of my room to see Jay making breakfast for everyone.

Sunoo and Niki were at the counter while I assumed Heeseung, Jungwon, and Sunghoon were gone already. Today was the announcement… They're gonna announce a masquerade ball for Bright Sun and extend the invitation out to the other academies.

I left the dorm… I knew they probably didn’t want to speak to me. I went outside to get fresh air.

It's when I saw… y/n and K?

He was carrying a basket filled with flowers and I noticed the smell of blood. I wasn’t the best with control… the smell of it was sweet and almost addicting.

“Jake?” I heard him ask and I snapped out of it. She still hid from me. “Isn’t this scandalous? She has five mates you know?” I asked and he glared at me. “I was only helping her while her mates were busy. Besides I know the forest better than you all” he said as they started to walk away.

“y/n!” I decided to yell out to her. It made her flinch but looked back at me to at least hear me out. “Did you change your mind?” I asked and she shook her head. “I don’t understand why you want that,” she said and I smiled. “Jay was right you know… I’ve never felt an ounce of pain in my life. I just wanted to know how it felt” I said and she nodded.

“I won’t be the reason, you get hurt. However, I have a potion that you might be interested in” she said and I was curious. Potions? I didn’t hate witches, it was just a personal grudge that my soulmate wasn’t Sooha.

“Ok, if you think it’d help,” I said and she nodded. “I’ll tell Jungwon to give it to you,” she said and I shook my head. “No! They… can’t know of this please?” I asked and she looked confused.

“Heeseung will figure out–” “He won’t… I know how to trick him” I said and she nodded. “Uhm… I guess you can–” “I can bring it to him” K offered and I hated how he butted into this.

Who did he think he was? Sunoo and Niki were not the jealous type… but Sunghoon and Jungwon even Jay might be annoyed at how close he is with her.

“Oh! Then K will give it to you!”

“Jake!” I heard as I saw K approach me. He had a box wrapped in a cloth. “I don’t know what it is, frankly she didn’t want to tell me. But if you approach her again, I will tell Heeseung” he said and I scoffed.

I grabbed the box and I glared at him. “Who do you think you are huh? She’s accepted five soulmates already… she’s not yours–" "She’s not yours either,” he said and I felt myself get angrier but I didn’t want to ruin the box in my hands.

“The little crush you have on her, it's pathetic. When Sooha announced she was your soulmate, I even respected it. You? You’re running around trying to get her attention… how low of you” I said as I turned away to walk.

“At least I could treat her better than you,” he said and I sighed. I laughed it off and walked away. I was doing this to better understand people. So I couldn't ruin this box.

I went to the dorm where I noticed no one was here. I unwrapped the box to see a potion and books.

This potion is meant to make you human for twenty-four hours. Please be careful. Humans are a lot more fragile than you’d think. You’ll still be able to use your power but it will hurt if you do, you’ll also be able to bleed. I know you didn’t want them knowing so avoid anything that might cut you. I also included a book on human needs. If you need help, I'm open to helping, just be a little kinder and patient about it.

I didn’t know I was smiling until I looked up at my mirror. Why was I smiling? Her help? Her letter?

I shook it off and took the potion in my hands. I opened it and drank it. It tasted awful but I didn’t feel any different. I still felt thirsty… did it not work?

Vampires were supposed to take at least two blood bags a day to not feel murderous. I took one and tried to drink it when I felt sick. I immediately spit it out.

Did it actually make me human?

I looked in the mirror and noticed I didn't look any different. It looked like I was a healthy vampire drinking blood bags and not skipping any meals.

Meals… how was I gonna eat from the cafeteria?! I wasn’t allowed in the human cafeteria since my ID card was a vampire…

How was I supposed to play human?

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fungusgnat444 · 3 months

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Vampire König headcanons

Just a few hcs for y’all xo. The first part of the series should be done relatively soon so I thought I’d post this to keep you guys hungry lolWarnings: hes a vampire so minor mentions of blood. Nothing super intense tho. Reader is a medic/doctor so medical stuff I guess, könig being delusional and mildly creepy. I think that's it enjoy. Also almost forgot fem reader

-extremely standoffish at first. To the point where you think he probably hates you. In reality he’s obsessed; he just has no idea how to talk to women (it’s been several hundred years since he's had to “court” so he tries his best to keep you at arms length. This doesn’t work very well of course)

-before he turned his family were all poor farmers so he could never have sweet treats as a kid since suger was pretty much only for the rich at the time. So now he has a massive sweet tooth and is regularly gorging himself on sweets.

-in the 1400’s he took the alias Matthias Grunewald, moved to germany and became a painter (Matthias grunewald was a real artist. My history nerd brain couldn’t help throwing that in there. One of my favourite artists tbh)

-since you’re new to Austria he offers to teach you German just to have an excuse to talk to you but he's delusional enough to convince himself it’s to help you. Of course the first thing he teaches you is how to say König correctly. It’s just so annoying to hear you mispronounce it of course… no other reason.

-refuses to take his mask off when you have to examine him so you have to roll it up just above his top lip. Extremely insecure about his appearance but his face in particular because of all the scars. Plus he has a cleft lip scar that he used to get bullied for.

-he has basically no friends apart from Horangi so he spends most of his time alone painting and watching old German films. His favourite is The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (its really good y’all should totally watch it btw)

-secretly collects little items you leave around the place even though he feels like a massive creep because of it. It started with a bobby pin he saw lying on your desk that he snatched while you weren’t paying attention. Now he has a whole drawer in his bedside table full of little trinkets; his favourite is a lip gloss that you had dropped one day (secretly wears it under his mask so he can feel like he’s tasting you throughout the day because he so desperately wants to kiss your pretty lips :( )

-once he opens up just a little more and you start to become friends, he slowly starts returning the items he stole because he feels too guilty. Hides them in semi-obvious places to make you think you had just misplaced them (can’t bring himself to part with the lipgloss though)

-avoids touching you at all costs. Feels like he's having a heart attack whenever you have to examine his teeth; feeling your soft little gloved fingers brush against his lips, trying your best to be so gentle with him. Likes that you’re always so nice to him; complimenting his gum health and being so soft and praising him when you have to take venom samples from his fangs, patting his shoulder when it's down to soothe him when you’re done. In reality you’re just trying your best to make you’re patient comfortable but he savours every moment. Gets so flustered every time you compliment him, even if its something generic and medically (he starts to floss several times a day after you casually mention that he has good gums)

-hates that he can always smell you even when you wear scent blockers, its so distracting. He can always smell you approaching before he sees you, making him panic and overthink at the thought of having to interact with you.

-pretty much exclusively drinks your blood type once he finds out what it is and gets all grumpy whenever the base’s blood dispensary runs out of it. Tries his best to fast until they’re restocked. He avoids you when he’s fasting because you smell so delicious. The fact that you’re completely oblivious and still hang around him only frustrates him more.

Hehe hope you degenerates like this. First part of the series should be out soon xo

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dragonbleps · 3 months

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If it's ok for me to ask on your personal, which version of Dal do you think has the longest journey/arc as a character?

It's totally fine! I don't mind :)

It's gotta be Dalamus Rex, his original TES self. He's been through so much, not just backstory-wise, but also in the RPs and short stories I've written on his blog. He's the version I've written the longest (it's been 12 years, isn't that wild??) even if writing has slowed down significantly over the past few years, and especially with my interest in writing his BG3 version.

His life has been a veritable roller-coaster of emotion.

He started out life in a bad home to a terrible father and a mother who tried her best despite it all.

He escaped and made his way to Skyrim, having learned to only look out for himself, jaded and angry.

He gets sick, and has to rely on someone to take care of him, falls in love, plans a life with her, starts to mellow out as he lives with her.

At her behest, he tries to help mercenaries clear a vampire den, but gets knocked out and unknowingly infected, himself. No good deed goes unpunished.

The vampirism wakes him and he kills his to-be fiance. This shatters him quite thoroughly. This is the first person he has loved, and he's killed her.

He goes into hiding and vacillates violently between being guilt-ridden, feeling like a monster, and being drunk with power, determined to be the monster people see him as.

Multiple times he has almost been killed by vampire hunters.

This goes on for several decades until he starts to even out and reach a relative equilibrium that allows him to infiltrate towns seamlessly and choose his targets that way, be it for thievery or blood.

This is where his blog comes in!

He starts talking to people, initially to lure them to be his dinner, to manipulate them, but inadvertently begins bonding with people instead. This is a terrifying liability.

A few people catch him doing Vampire Things and yet are forgiving (either out of fear or curiosity). He isn't sure what to do with that.

He starts making friends, people he sees regularly who care about him and his health and safety and happiness. It has been a long, long time since he's had that. They even give him gifts? It's incredibly overwhelming.

He accidentally finds a father figure who attempts to be the father that Dalamus' father never was, mending wounds with patience and understanding, firmness without cruelty.

He makes friends with people he would have never thought he'd connect with--dragonborns, other vampires, bandits, werebeasts, even vampire hunters who know he's a vampire.

He falls in love again, gets married, has a child, gets an actual job to support his family (if the Thieves Guild is considered an Actual Job lmaoo, but he occasionally does mercenary/bodyguard work, too. He's just picky about it. To be fair, his wife's job was Assassin, so). Raises a daughter!

He fucks it up. Old habits rear their head and he forgets to communicate with his wife to figure out boundaries, and ultimately damages her trust beyond repair, testing the strength of her forgiveness until it snapped. Even his daughter leaves, hurt by some of his behavior.

This shatters him once more, he falls into a deep depression, and it takes all of his friends and found family to keep him afloat until he can get back on his feet again. He even goes to the temple of Mara to try to ease his guilt and worry, despite not being particularly religious.

He starts learning new skills, like cooking, despite being unable to eat most foods, himself. It is something he can provide for others. He starts reading Teachings of Mara in an attempt to better himself, learn to be more sympathetic and empathetic, more open-minded, more willing to accept when he is wrong and when he has hurt others.

He reconnects with his daughter, and finally stops feeling like his world is ending.

He connects with an Agent of Mara, who has been a stalwart and resilient friend throughout Dal's marriage troubles, and they begin courting. They are now partners, and their relationship is healthy

Amidst all this, in no particular order (I'm terrible at timelines and chronology), he's also had to deal with:

moral differences between him and his friends/family, trying to figure out how much of him can change before he loses who he is, and the cost/benefit of it all

mixed feelings about his vampirism, whether it makes him a danger to his friends, or allows him to protect his friends better

having his vampirism suddenly taken away via magic, and dealing with the terrifying reality of being mortal, having had all his senses and skills changed. and then--having it suddenly returned after he was getting used to being mortal.

hurting his friends, emotionally and sometimes physically, because of his temper, and seeing whether or not he can repair those relationships and improve himself

the reality that many of his friends are mortal, and the risks that come with that--example: he's had his best friends nearly killed in a werebear attack, and one of them became a werebear himself

people coming to him for advice and him realizing that he actually has experience worth sharing to help others

trying to be a reliable friend, good boyfriend, and good father

realizing the one who turned him into a vampire did so on purpose to toy with him. Dal eventually managed to kill his Sire

As a newly turned vampire, he was once subjected to cruel experimentation by necromancers, a large factor in why he fears magic with such intensity

realizing that the world, in general, is not black-and-white, and most people are in the grey area, everyone is complicated, and you just have to take it a day at a time to figure out if someone is trustworthy--I mean if a vampire hunter can be close friends with him as a vampire, then surely anything is possible.

he has battled a werewolf, Vigilants of Stendarr, a Vampire Lord, a Troll, his Sire as previously mentioned (not all at once of course)

still struggles with trauma given to him by his biological father and the sometimes self-destructive behavior that comes with it

being a good person is not something you Just Are, it's what you Do, and requires effort. It's a lot of work but is often worth it. Being mean and evil is simpler, but comes at a great cost

Despite all the pain he has endured, he is happy with his life as it is right now. Nothing is perfect, but he is surrounded by loved ones he never thought he would have, and at one point, never thought he deserved. But, thankfully, it's not up to him. Get loved, idiot!

He's definitely gone through the most trials and tribulations of all his versions, the benefit of being the Original, I suppose! And the oldest! TES Dal is 250, as is Modern Dal. BG3 Dal is 200. FFXIV Dal is only about 30ish, having a human-comparable lifespan.

Dal's FFXIV and Modern selves are more tempered. While tragedy and a cycle of violence is often a theme in all of his verses, they turned out slightly different.

FFXIV Dal, for instance, had a happy, healthy family until the Seventh Umbral Calamity forced him away from home to seek a solution to the changes that Dalamud caused in his tribe. This version of Dal probably seems like an odd one out, because he didn't have to deal with the angst of vampirism nor an abusive home.

Modern Dal, while he is a vampire like his TES self, chose the vampirism on purpose, as a means to get revenge on his cruel father and save his mother from the household. Unlike his TES self, he got to save his mother and live with her for the rest of her natural life, tempering his rage and aggression and allowing him to heal sooner.

BG3 Dal is not a vampire, but is a Lolthite drow born in Menzoberranzan, where he is brought up under those twisted and cruel practices demanded by the Spider Queen. His is a story of trauma and conditioning, but he is too close to the problem to even see it--until he is exiled and forced to work with Surface Dwellers, and starts to see how the rest of the world functions. Let's just say it's Culture Shock to the extreme lmao.

I have a feeling BG3 Dal's journey will be just as fraught with peaks and valleys of emotional realizations and healing of trauma as TES Dal's was. I sure hope so :3

#ask #Anonymous #idk if a timeline of events was exactly what you wanted but I was more than happy to provide it either way xD #my oc #dalamus rex #missy rambles #missy writing #long post

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greentrickster · 2 years

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Oops!

How's trucy in spoopy attorneys? You might have mentioned this before, but I forget...

Thanks! And actually, good question, because I haven't!

Thinking about it, however, I believe Trucy's mostly human - she's got a bit of goblin in there (which is relatively common - it's like how a good percentage of people in our world aren't 100% one specific race), bit of were-being, possibly some other stuff floating around, but not enough of anything to give her a more than baseline human physical attributes or abilities.

Then again, part of the reason for this is that Trucy fits so neatly into an AU like this as she is. How much of what she does is sleight of hand and how much is actual magic? It's impossible to know and she'll never tell! She's always got that delicate balance going on, and even Phoenix doesn't know for sure. Just darken her colour palette up a bit, make her design a touch more spooktacular, and Trucy's ready to go!

Speaking of Phoenix, he still adopts her in this AU (as he does in every universe that is good and holy), but it comes with a few more complications in this AU. Fortunately he doesn't have to worry about people thinking he'll use her as a blood source - that stigma took a lot of fighting, but it's mostly gone in this era. The main issues do partially revolve around food, though. As a vampire born of vampires, Phoenix has extremely limited and circumstantial understanding of the human diet and how it works - after all, he doesn't and can't eat solids himself, and all liquids other than blood and fresh, unpasteurized milk are junk and treat food to him. So there's a very real question of, 'will you be able to properly take care of her nutritional needs?' and a steep learning curve as he does his best to do so. Vampires also don't eat as often as most other species - generally about twice a week at most - so Trucy requiring three meals a day minimum is also an enormous change in schedule for him.

Though one rule is, if Trucy wants to have anything with garlic, that has to be done outdoors. Phoenix isn't going to actively stop her from having food she enjoys, and garlic has plenty of health benefits for humans, but it stinks to high heaven for him, to the point that it's hard to breath without gagging. So, no eating it in the apartment or office, and mouthwash or something afterwards. (When he becomes part of the family, going out for good Italian becomes something special that Trucy and Edgeworth do together.)

Another huge hurdle for them is that, as a human, Trucy requires large amounts of regular sunlight to stay healthy and happy, while for Phoenix it's just the opposite, as even small amounts of direct sunlight are extremely bad for him. Heck, when Trucy first moves in, he's got all the windows of his apartment blacked out, as it's a common safety precaution for vampires in their homes!

They work around this by removing the blackout material from the windows in Trucy's room and getting her blackout curtains as well as regular ones (in case she wants to have her daddy come into her room for a talk or to hang out). She also has a sun lamp at home and in the WTA, which is beneficial for her and safe for Phoenix (since his sun issues are supernatural, not scientific, and the sun lamp is pure science). Larry gets hired as a sort-of babysitter to take Trucy out to the park on weekends or after school sometimes as well, and Phoenix keeps a close eye on her skin colour to ensure she's not getting too pale.

One of the benefits of the society they live in is that it is fully 24-hours pretty much everywhere, as there are plenty of people and species that are nocturnal, so it's still easy to take Trucy out shopping or for some fun outing, even if it's late at night or super early in the morning. Theirs isn't the most common situation in the world, but it's not unheard of, and they love each other a lot and make it work.

Thanks for the ask!

#Spooky Attorneys AU #ace attorney #trucy wright #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth

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jinsbedroom · 1 year

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jinkook vampire au where in this world, supernatural creatures are finally integrated into society. seokjin, who is terrified of the supernatural, works at a company that helps supernaturals get connected to goods & services that fit their needs.

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jungkook is relatively new at this whole vampire thing, being only a few decades old. he always had a hard time feeding. after he turned into a vampire, he was abandoned & had to fend for himself. he didn’t really know where to go, or who to ask for help. sometimes he would go months without feeding. he’d wander around in the woods by himself to keep a distance away from humans, just in case.

it wasn’t until jungkook was 2 decades old that yoongi, a much older vampire, took him under his wing after finding him starved in the woods by himself.

when society finally started to openly accept and even promote goods and services of, and for, supernaturals, yoongi encouraged jungkook to leave the house & seek out services by himself, such as health and dental care. that’s how he ends up sitting across from a human, seokjin, in a small office room.

seokjin whose hands are shaking as he types on his computer, looking for the best options for jungkook.

seokjin, who has a hard time making direct eye contact with jungkook, but does so anyway.

seokjin who is clearly afraid, yet never lets his voice waver. he smiles and does his best to make jungkook comfortable, despite being in extreme discomfort.

“why are you working here if you’re so afraid?” jungkook asks.

seokjin’s eyes widen “huh? oh, was it obvious? ahaha… sorry i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! don’t worry about me, i’ll find you the best services there are to offer and at a good price too!”

“no no, you’re not making me uncomfortable, but it’s clear you are.”

“again, don’t worry about me. i’m here to help you. you seem to have suffered a lot, the least i could do is make sure to connect with people that’ll help you stay well fed & healthy." seokjin smiles at jungkook, then rubs his hands to stop them from shaking so much before he continues typing on his computer.

jungkook’s eyes glow red with affection for seokjin. no one has ever acknowledged jungkook’s hardships before, not even yoongi. it makes him want a cry a little. he wishes time would go a bit slower, so that he could spend just a little more time in the comfort of seokjin.

#jinkook #jinkookau #kookjin #kookjinau #bts fanfic #kim seokjin #jeon jungkook

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pepper-doyle · 3 months

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Phoebe "Pepper" Doyle | Virgo Sun | ESFP-A

Archetype — The Joker/Innocent Child Birthday — September 12th, 1999. Zodiac Sign — Virgo MBTI — ESFP-A Enneagram — 8 Temperament — Choleric Hogwarts House — Slytherin Moral Alignment — Chaotic Good? Primary Vice — Hot Tempered Primary Virtue — Loyal Element — Water

Overview: Mother — Dorothy Doyle Father — Dylan Doyle Mother’s Occupation — Co-Owner of the Black Spire Bar, pack leader Father’s Occupation — Co-Owner of the Black Spire Bar, secondary pack leader Family Finances — average, middle class Birth Order — Second born, middle child of the triplets, also older sibling for her younger twin siblings Brothers — Roland, Lucky, Denver Sisters — Declan Other Close Family — Douglas Doyle (Uncle), Delilah Doyle (grandma) Best Friend — tbd Other Friends — tbd Enemies — her ex, some mundus, vampires Pets — none currently Home Life During Childhood — Nice and peaceful, Pepper grew up loved in her community. Town or City Name(s) — What Did His or Her Bedroom Look Like — Different posters of bands, musicians she admires, Any Sports or Clubs — Anime club growing up, also DnD Favorite Toy or Game — FFXIV, Ark: Survival Evolved Schooling — Graduated from High School Favorite Subject — Any music class she had Popular or Loner — in between Important Experiences or Events — getting dumped by her first boyfriend in high school, her brother and therefore her exposure to hte public Nationality — American Culture — Werewolf Pack Culture Religion and beliefs — Atheist

Physical Appearance Face Claim — Emily Rudd Complexion — Pale Hair Colour — Brown for now, she does dye it Eye Colour — Blue Height — 5' 5" Build — thin Tattoos — a pack tattoo on her back Piercings — ears, and belly button Common Hairstyle — usually just down, sometimes in a pony tail, not very styled Clothing Style — jeans and a shirt, sometimes flannel, leather jackets common Mannerisms — drumming her fingers on her leg Usual Expression — a neutral sort of face?

Health Overall (do they get sick easily)? — No she stays pretty healthy Physical Ailments — none Neurological Conditions — None that she's aware of Allergies — penicillin Grooming Habits — She keeps pretty clean most of the time Sleeping Habits — Late nights gaming so she can sometimes wake up really late Eating Habits — she likes a good steak, but generally she eats relatively balanced meals. Will eat ramen for days though if the budget's tighter Exercise Habits — she occasionally goes to the gym, mostly does zumba classes Emotional Stability — Semi stable Body Temperature — Warm Sociability — Social Addictions — None Drug Use — None Alcohol Use — Socially

Your Character’s Character: Bad Habits — picking at split ends Good Habits — tidying up after herself where she can Best Characteristic — Loyal! Worst Characteristic — Hot Tempered Worst Memory — The day her brothers fought and everything fell apart Best Memory — When she first learned to play the drums! Proud of — her band and how it progressed Embarrassed by — her brothers sometimes Driving Style — somewhat chaotic Strong Points — Her personality Temperament — A little hot as said Attitude — Confident Weakness — She's a bit judgmental Fears — losing her brothers for real, never succeeding, anti-werewolf rhetoric Phobias — Claustrophobic Secrets — she thinks if she had been in charge of the band they might never have fallen apart Regrets — Not stepping between her brothers and their tension sooner Feels Vulnerable When — anyone calls her on her bs. She's put up a lot of barriers, so if anyone catches her in a lie, or when someone realizes she's not so tough as she likes to act Pet Peeves — Being interrupted Conflicts — Her werewolf status exposed to the world Motivation — to find her brothers and help them reunite Short Term Goals and Hopes — Find Lucky, figure out what's up with the band Long Term Goals and Hopes — Get past the werewolf bias and become a successful solo artist. Sexuality — Heterosexual probably Exercise Routine — somewhat regular Day or Night Person — Night Introvert or Extrovert — Extrovert Optimist or Pessimist — Realist Greatest Want — to become a well respected solo artist Greatest Need — to connect with her brothers again

#about #the muse

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reyesmarconi · 9 months

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A compendium of childhood + youth related headcanons.

The last conversation he had with his father was two days before Ysmael Reyes disappeared. It was an argument.

Marcelo started smoking at age 17 around the time of his father’s “passing.” The habit exponentially grew when his mother followed his father, until he decided to quit. It’s been around three years since then, and now he only reaches out for a smoke when in moments of great anxiety or stress. Quitting wasn’t really about health, since he doesn’t have to worry about it much, but about the smell. At some point it stopped being a source of comfort and became a source of bitterness. He prefers it if long-term lovers don’t smoke at all – if he were a normal person, he’d be able to concede them smoking out of his sight, but the smell clings to the clothes and clings to the skin in a way his feline nose cannot simply overlook.

His mother first informed him of his father’s death in the Narrows Botanical Garden, in Brooklyn, when he was seventeen. Now he goes there whenever he needs to wear off his façade and really reflect on his life’s latest turns.

He could make a career out of playing poker if he set his mind to it. He started playing it by the time he was six, learned the rules at seven, and got decently good by twelve. His deck shuffling is on par with a casino dealer’s.

He went to church every Sunday when he was young, and the habit dissipated as he reached his twenties. Nowadays, it’s rare, but when he goes, he tends to dress up. If you catch him in a suit or formalwear on an otherwise ordinary Sunday, chances are he was at church.

The silver cross necklace he’s seen often wearing belonged to his father, and before then it belonged to his paternal grandfather. It’s a family heirloom, and it served a purpose beyond the obvious: it was a protective keepsake meant to keep both vampires and werewolves at bay. When it isn’t around his neck, it hangs from a sole nail by his dresser or sits on his nightstand. He also has an evil eye bracelet he wears for a similar protective purpose, given by his aunt Berenice.

He was a hell of a lot more temperamental in his youth, a common occurrence with puma cubs due to an inability to control their aggressive instincts or measure their own strength. Marcelo never took shit from anyone for anything in his life, and he efficiently taught that lesson to anyone that needed to learn it, usually by means of a broken nose, a black eye, and once, a set of cracked ribs. Such disposition mellowed out over the years, and people are usually unable to recall a time they’ve seen Marcelo actually angry about anything.

He also, under no circumstances, tolerates his picture being taken when he’s in his puma shape. It makes him feel like a circus freak, or a rare exhibit pet. A couple contemporary relatives on his mother’s side learned this the hard way when they tried to take a few pictures with him. He ended up shifting only to crush the camera between his maws. He was fourteen at the time.

The prince nickname actually goes way back. The maternal side of his family and, by extension, their ilk, has the tendency to refer to him as the “renegade prince” (principe rinnegato, príncipe renegado) semi-affectionately, semi-teasingly, for openly refusing to follow his father’s steps and for overall staying out of the family business. It doesn’t annoy him, per se, but it does put a wry smile on his face when he hears it.

#reyes marcelo.

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sunveiledrp · 10 months

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Hey sunlings! Today we've got a preview of our factions, which are optional groups your character(s) can be a part of. Factions come with automatic connections and plots, so we heavily encourage our members to get involved with them. All of these factions are selectable in your character profiles, and searchable in the member list. Members will also have the opportunity to create their own factions by purchasing them in the shop.

So check under the cut for a preview of our available factions and start thinking about where your character(s) might fit!

Druid Groves

The Hallowed

The Hallowed are a peaceful grove of druids with old ties to San Castana. Their compound on the edge of the valley offers a place of respite for their members, with lodging and food provided for those that stay to work the land and maintain their sacred grove. While many druids reside on The Hallowed's compound, many more live throughout San Castana. But they all come together often for sabbats, celebrations, and ancestral ceremony.

Vampire Nests

House Aeternum

Extremely well connected, House Aeternum is one of the oldest nests on the west coast. Involved in advocating for vampire rights, they've poured much of their time and money into building the city and their reputation so as to enjoy their eternity. And while they do not condemn feeding on mortals, they do emphasize consent and restraint. Most members of their nest live in their lavish estate downtown, and are involved in various councils, clubs, and organizations to maintain their reputation and good standing.

The Lost Nest

A relatively new nest in San Castana, The Lost all have one thing in common: they do not want to be found. Embracing their feral nature, their members do not care for rules they were not there to make, and are taking every chance to break them. How they keep escaping authorities is a mystery, but their uncontrolled natures are reminding everyone that creatures of the night should be feared. Their hunting grounds seem to primarily be on Castana Beach, and while it's suspected their lair is somewhere in the sea caves, they have yet to be found.

Werewolf Packs

The Ironpelt Pack

In the forests north of the city past Castana Beach, the howls of the Ironpelts echo. But San Castana's oldest pack is more than just that, they're also a popular motorcycle club in East Castana. While not all pack members participate in club activities, all club members are part of the pack. Their alpha, a famous local warg, is known for being on the wrong side of the law, but also for helping to rehabilitate new werewolves. Closely knit, they are more of a family than than anything. But they are still a fearsome pack, and deadly when crossed on nights of the full moon.

Witch Covens

Ad Astra

A powerful new age group, the Ad Astra coven is renowned for their work in divination. Relatively new, they have attracted some of the world's most powerful seers and are sought far and wide for their abilities. Promoting health and wellness above all, they have a monthly newsletter and a seasonal catalogue to buy spell ingredients in bulk.

The Arcane Circle

More of a secret society than a coven, The Arcane are an underground collective who work in the shadows. Based in the catacombs beneath San Castana University, they explore forbidden magicks, operating under the nose of The Witches Council in secrecy. The entrance to their meeting place is hidden in the basement of the main library behind a painting that reads "nitimur in vetitum," and initiates are invited to join the circle only once a year.

Misc Groups

The Black Market

An underground network of criminals and ne'er-do-wells, the black market makes most of their money through under the table deals and owed favors. Run by the king of the underworld himself, they have their hand in a little bit of everything, laundering their money through legitimate local businesses to avoid detection by the feds. The black market doesn't discriminate on who joins their ranks, but cross them and there won't even be an obituary to remember you by.

The Gemini Legion

Masquerading as a private humans only social club, The Gemini Legion is extremely selective in who they let into their affairs. For all intents and purposes, they are a refuge for humans in a supernatural world, active in San Castana and known for their philanthropy. But in the depths of their compound downtown, they're more like a private militia, a vigilante group that hunts supernatural creatures. The Legion works quietly and efficiently, promoting a mortal agenda and working to keep their true purpose under wraps.

The Order of the Chimera

Established in the 1800s, The Order of the Chimera is a secret society inspired by the industrial revolution to do things better— to innovate. Some have even said that the famous author Mary Shelley was among this collective and from it, drew inspiration for her most notorious piece of literature. One can only imagine the kind of horrors (or 'innovating') that go on under the society's dais as they look to improve upon or make all new superior creatures.

#sunveiled rp #previews #factions #jcink rp #jcink #jcink roleplay #semi-private jcink #jcink forum #jcink buzz #jcink premium #site buzz #semi private rp

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consouling · 2 years

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Church Dance... but everyone's gay.

Well there was this one time all my cousins and siblings went on a mental health day to a theme park, after that all the older cousins and siblings went to a church dance and I am really bad at explaining so Ima just make it a story cause fuck you.

When I walk in it is not what I was expecting at all. All the other church dances I've been to were more like, fairy lights, nicely prepared walk ways and no where to sit cause everyone is dancing. But this dance was cut into sections, 'The eatery,' 'The dance floor,' 'The socialize now area,' and 'the lounge.' Guess where I went first. Well at first I uncomfortably hovered around the 'socialize now area' for at least a good five minutes until I spotted and darted for the giant couch pillows laying on the floor. I didn't care about the relatives I left behind, they were off doing there own thing.

As I was becoming one with the pillows in seconds, I spot my very much lesbian sister with her 'boyfriend' sitting and chatting with him, I coax them to go dance but my sister refuses. While almost asleep in the loud but spacious room of colourful lights I hear a rustling sound next to me. I don't move cause they think I'm asleep and awaking would scare them right? Anyway I hear more rustling , until I discreetly slightly turn and see a dog pile of teenage boys right next to me and in my pillow sanctuary. I ignore them.

Then I have a sudden urge to dance and I, like a vampire out of a coffin, rise out of the fort to the shock of the compiling boys but I imminently power walk to the dance floor. On my way there I noticed interestingly enough, two girls wearing all black but it's still stylish like that, so being me I secretly get glances at them and note to myself that me being weird cause I dressed as if I'm wearing a casual outfit to my own wedding, white everything and a white ribbon on my neck tied in a bow cause I'm extra.

After that I was pulled into a mini circle of a group of parting girls having the time of their lives, of only two I knew of and not very well may I add. But they danced like it was a ritual to summon god himself and even got me to dance with them. That part was truly fun,... but then a slow dance came on.

Also noting that I am an aeromantic boy that's lonely in all aspects of love so I had to sit out on this one. But then a guy came up to me and asked me too dance. I said yes immediately taking his hand in mine and him pulling me up from the depts of loneliness. I hadn't noticed him before but in those few moments I couldn't take my eyes off of him.... Well his chest, cause I was too embarrassed to keep consistent eye contact with a man that swept me out of loneliness. It felt like we were the only ones in the room dancing to a song I've never heard before. After it ended I swiftly thanked him and hurried back to "bed."

After another nap in the pillow sanctum I decided to spectate the happenings around me. Everyone was in clumps with their friends, The dog pilers were playing table tennis in 'the socialize now area,' The party girls, the stylish couple and the man that swept me out of loneliness was on 'the dance floor' and I alone was in 'the lounge.' Then another slow song came on. I was borderline wating for my prince to come and take me away again when I see it. One of the stylish girls was dancing with him instead. I was actually not livid or annoyed or even jealous, I was genuinely smiling that the two people I found the most interesting in this place was dancing with each other this very instant. It just felt so glorious.

Lets jest say the ride home was a long one. Then we stopped at Macdonald's.

#gay #lesbian #church #aroace #aromantic #lgbtq #lgbtq community #true story #stories #short stories

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Holiday Self-Care: Coping with Stress and Difficult Family Relationships

The holidays are here again!

We all know it’s supposed to be a joyful time of year – filled with happy family gatherings, plentiful gifts, and a joyful spirit. But for some, the reality is far different – the family gatherings are painful, finances are tight, and you feel anxious and overwhelmed.

How can we deal with holiday stress?

I wish I could promise you a solution to heal broken relationships and painful memories, to bring you joy and peace, but many problems can’t be solved so quickly or easily. Instead, we have to do our best with what we have and who we are.

We can choose to be the best versions of ourselves and empower ourselves to celebrate (or not celebrate) in the ways that feel right for us. I hope the following holiday self-care tips help you create a less stressful and more fulfilling holiday.

Holiday Self-Care Tips

Enjoy your holiday failures and everything that doesn’t go according to plan

No matter how hard we try, the holidays never go exactly the way we want them to. It can be challenging to stay flexible, but the rewards are great when we can adapt to last minute changes and even laugh at ourselves.

The holidays don’t have to be perfect to be fun, meaningful, and memorable. In fact, sometimes the most memorable holidays are the least perfect of all.

Try to keep the real meaning of the holidays in the forefront and not get hung up on the details. A gratitude practice can be especially helpful to train your brain to find the good in every situation.

Take care of your physical health

It’s wonderful to spend the holiday season giving and doing for others, but not at the expense of your own health and wellbeing. Remember that old adage to put your own oxygen mask on first? Well, it’s true. We can’t do for others if we’re exhausted and burnt out.

Self-care is especially important during the holiday season because we’re extra busy and not following our normal routines. We’re consuming more sugar and alcohol, staying up late, and skipping our workouts. This is fun in the moment but often leaves us feeling sluggish or irritable.

Try to schedule time for things that restore you emotionally, physically and spiritually. Perhaps that’s meditation, exercise, playing the guitar, or talking to your therapist.

Say “no” when you need to

The holidays are filled with extra obligations – party invitations, family gatherings, buying gifts, cooking, and on and on. However, you can’t do it all and you needn’t feel like you have to!

Boundaries are an important form of self-care. They help you protect your time and energy so it’s spent on what’s most important to you.

It’s helpful to remember that you have choices; you don’t have to celebrate with your in-laws or buy gifts for your coworkers just because that’s what you’ve always done. You can give yourself permission to do the things that you enjoy, shop within your budget, and celebrate in a new way, if that’s what you want to do.

You can politely decline invitations or leave early if things get uncomfortable. Check-in with yourself and listen to what’s right for you and act accordingly. There is nothing wrong with considering your own needs.

Surround yourself with positive people

Do you feel obligated to spend the holidays with relatives that annoy or offend you or people that you just don’t like? Limiting time with “energy vampires” who drain your energy and leave you feeling exhausted and irritated can help, but I also encourage you to actively seek out and make plans with positive people.

You can create a “family” of your own choosing by gathering with friends, neighbors, your faith community, or anyone who “fills you up” emotionally.

Set realistic expectations

Unfortunately, expectations are often an invitation for disappointment. There are two types of unrealistic holiday expectations:

You expect things to be the same even though you know something has changed. For example, you expect your sister to go on an annual holiday shopping trip with you, but she’s not available because she has a new baby this year.

You expect the holidays will be different even though there’s no evidence that things have changed. For example, you expect your husband to limit his drinking after last year’s fiasco or your mother-in-law to stop making snide comments about your weight, but there’s no indication that either is trying to change.

Adjusting your expectations helps you plan for challenges by asking yourself: “Given the reality of the situation, what are my options? How can I make this situation manageable for myself? What can I do if it becomes unmanageable?”

Instead of wasting energy trying to change other people, you can put your attention toward how you’re going to take care of your needs. You can create a plan for dealing with your husband’s drinking or your mother-in-law’s snide comments in advance and feel prepared and confident heading to your family holiday gathering.

Savor the good times

Often the holiday season is a mixed bag; some of it’s fun and fulfilling and some of it’s stressful. Boundaries and realistic expectations can help minimize the stressful parts, but you may still have to deal with some challenging people, situations, or decisions.

Try not to let the problems overshadow the good times. For example, you may enjoy baking pies but really dread mealtime with your family. So, really soak up the experience of baking the pies. Use all of your senses to savor every aspect of the experience and enjoy it to the fullest. This can help reinforce what’s positive during the holidays, even if it’s simply baking pies.

Take a real break

Have you allowed time for rest and relaxation in your holiday plans? No matter if you’ve got one day or two weeks off from work during the holidays, it’s easy to pack it full of travel, parties, and holiday to-dos. And while many of these things are enjoyable, they can also be draining.

So, be sure you’ve set aside time for something restorative whether it’s a quiet dinner with your spouse, an afternoon alone with a great novel, or going home early so you can get a good night’s sleep. It’s a real drag to go back to work after the holidays feeling drained and like you didn’t even get a break.

I hope these holiday self-care tips will help you cope with holiday stress and difficult family relationships.

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onp4012 · 4 years

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Romanian monsters and myths

I’ve seen that some of you want to hear more about those monsters and myths, so I am ready to spoil them.

Moroi

As popular as the Strigoi is the Moroi, an evil entity that comes from the spirit of an unbaptized dead child. In most parts of the country, Strigoi’s and Moroi’s are considered separate entities, but in Oltenia they are confused. The Moroi is the dead who have to return from the pit to bring trouble to family and friends. According to folk tales, an unbaptized dead child is sure to turn into a Moroi. Unlike Strigoi’s, where the transformation came almost immediately after death, the Moroi’s waited seven years to rise from the pit. When seven years have passed since his death(because number 7 is considered a magic number), the soul asks to be received in the kingdom of heaven and cries out "Baptism, Baptism!" or according to other sources "Cross, cross!". If anyone hears him then he can save him by giving him baptism: "The son or daughter of God, John or Mary, is baptized in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen!". The ritual is completed by a piece of cloth that is thrown on the grave of the unbaptized baby. If this ritual is not performed, the soul does not find peace and turns into an evil spirit, known as a Moroi. The Moroi haunts the owners of the land where he was buried. It makes the owner's animals and children sick, who eventually have to leave the land to avoid a tragedy. It is a nocturnal creature that manifests itself especially on New Year's Eve. It is said that it can leave its native land by metamorphosing into a dog. If it receives food, the dog-mule does not cause damage and does not scare those who cut it off. Encounters with the Moroi in the middle of the night are usually fatal. The victim either falls in bed for a long time or finds an end until dawn.

Pricolici

Is a werewolf/vampire fusion in the Romanian folklore. Pricolici, similar to Strigoi, are undead souls that have risen from the grave to harm living people. While a Strigoi possesses anthropomorphic qualities similar to the ones it had before death, a pricolici always resembles a wolf. Malicious, violent men are often said to become Pricolici after death, in order to continue harming other humans. Even as recently as modern times, many people living in rural areas of Romania have claimed to have been viciously attacked by abnormally large and fierce wolves. Apparently, these wolves attack silently, unexpectedly and only solitary targets. Victims of such attacks often claim that their aggressor wasn't an ordinary wolf, but a Pricolici who has come back to life to continue wreaking havoc.

Samca

Samca is a female, grotesque, horror and demonic spirit that ruins underage children and pregnant women’s health. She allegedly has long, disheveled hair, crooked fingers that end with sharp nails, fire-spitting mouth and hands made of iron. Legend has it, she’ll turn up at the end of each month in front of a young child or a pregnant woman and either kill the poor soul or leave him/ her crippled for life. According to the myth, the spirit has not one, but nine different names. Samca enjoys torturing women in labor, sometimes killing them. She also either kills their their children, or blesses them with a disease bearing her name. A children suffering from Samca will have seizures, cry all the time, sigh a lot and eventually die. If one writes all of her names inside his house, Samca will not be allowed to enter. She is thought to be the wing of Satan, and she is said to have tried to kill baby Jesus, but was stopped by Michael ( the archangel, not Jackson). She can also change appearance, in order to deceive mortals.

Pâca (Pafa)

Pâca, also known as Pafa, is, according to Romanian mythology, the spirit of tobacco and smoking. Romanians have imagined her as a woman as old at the world itself, ugly and black, having horns on her head and a big, long nose, swollen eyes, tusks and talons, a tail and a pipe in her mouth. Flames and black smoke come out of her throat and she reeks of tobacco. When Pâca came out from the depths of Hell, death spreading smoke came out with her. Then her sons, the demons (dracii), gave birth to a seed which they sowed. The plant sprung from that seed is called buruiana dracului ( the Devil’s weed) or tămâia dracului (the Devil’s incense). As you may have guessed, this plant is what we call tobacco. Then some other demons invented the pipe, for people to worship Pafa by inhaling the smoke made by the plant the devils had sowed in her name. Pâca‘s children also invented snuff tobacco. The funny part is that God, upon seeing what the people were doing, took their tobacco leaves and instead of destroying them (since he’s almighty according to christians, right?), mixed them with basil (so they could smell nicer?) and gave them back to people, teaching them how to use the new product. (Good job, God)

Crasnicul

Crasnicul, or Crâsnicul, is the child born out of a woman’s union with a demon. Apparently, he looks like a cross between a piglet and a normal kid. However, as opposed to the latter, the first thing this demon spawn does after birth is not crying, but running around the house screaming. I bet it sounds similar to Dani Filth’s work with Cradle. Somehow, my intuition tells me their similarities go beyond sound, and we could also link the two aesthetically. In some areas, people thought you should trap the thing in a stove and burn it alive. Other believe that the Crasnic is born after an eleven months gestation period. It is also said that the Crasnic has a hellish desire to bite and kill the people around, immediately after birth. After he’s done with them, he (it?) will try to go back to where he came from. To prevent all this, the midwife will wrap him in a cloth and call the mother’s relatives to bludgeon him to death. Imagine how many malformed children have been bludgeoned to death just because people thought they were the result of the mother’s union with the Devil. Sad. But a great Horror image, nonetheless. ;-; (Ain’t very proud).

Muma Pădurii (Mother Forest)

Is an ugly and mischievous or mad old woman living in the forest (in the heart of the virgin forests, in a hut/cabin or an old tree). She is the opposite of fairies such as a "Fairy" Zână. She is also the protector of the animals and plants, brewing potions and helping injured animals. She cures the forest if it's dying, and she keeps the unwanted trespassers away driving them mad and scaring them to flee. She can be associated with witches (like the witch from the story of "Hansel and Gretel"), but she's a neutral "creature", harming only those who harm the forest. (She’s my favorite “horror one”, I really respect her.)

Iele

Ieles, evil fairies in Romanian mythology are the most mysterious and fascinating creatures that Romanian legends have been talking about for hundreds of years. Sources of inspiration for poets and writers, who turned them into literary characters, the ieles are also the subject of folk studies in which the authors tried to explain both the origin and the meaning of the creatures. Supernatural female creatures appearing in groups on the plains or in the woods, singing and dancing in steamy or undressed clothes, leaving behind signs of circles of fire. It’s said that they are the result of an incestuous relationship between the Sun and the Moon, so they were cursed to send their daughters on earth. This is the portrait of the ieleles, described by folklorists and folk tales over time. Legends about iele, which differ from region to region, say that the creatures appear in groups of three, five or seven. The stories depict the evil fairies in Romanian mythology as very beautiful, dressed in steamy clothes or simply naked. In the story they appear at night, in the fields and in the forests, far from the eyes of the world. Legends also say that the iels burn crazy and cheerful choruses that the eyes of ordinary mortals should not see. Behind them are signs of circles of fire in the burning grass. (In my region, it’s said that they are wives of unfaithful husbands that cheated on them, at which, the woman committed suicide in a river or was simply killed by her husband.)

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little-diable · 4 years

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Lost - Jasper Hale (angst)

Request by anon: i’m really going through it and i would appreciate a jasper x reader angst where the reader’s parents die in a tragic accident and the cullens take the reader in. jasper tells the reader that he’ll always take care of her and sees that she hasn’t slept in days and he helps her fall asleep. can you please make it really fluffy. i would really appreciate it. thank you so much.

Oh my love. I hope this is what you were in need for, please, if you need somebody to talk to, just message me. xxx

Trigger Warning: death of loved ones, panic attack, depression.

“(Y/n)”, she could hear them call her name, could feel them grasping her arms, shaking her to get any reaction out of her, but she couldn’t respond to them, couldn’t react to any of their movements. She felt frozen, not able to move her body like she wanted it to. Her eyes were staring straight ahead, watching them take care of the car wreck, suddenly a scream left her, echoing through the dark night.

Dr. Cullen was kneeling in front of her, eyes momentarily finding Japers concerned ones, his son sat down next to her, wrapping a blanket around her barely dressed frame. Blood was still sticking onto her trembling hands, she looked spacey, like she was barely there. (Y/n) kept on reliving the past few moments, tears were streaming down the sides of her face, her body was heating up, she felt like she’d be burned alive every moment now.

“(Y/n)?”, Charlie Swans voice echoed through the empty house, knuckles knocking against the door, trying to rip (y/n) from her sleep. He visibly gulped as she opened the door, sleep clear in her eyes, wondering why Charlie Swan was standing in front of her house, in the middle of the night. “I’m so sorry, (y/n). Your parents”, he trailed off, trying to bring those horrifying words over his lips.

“What about them?”, her parents had been visiting some friends a few hours away, they should have been home a few hours ago, just as (y/n)s eyes fell onto her watch, she noticed how late at night it truly was. “They”, he took a deep breath, “they got into a car crash, (y/n). I’m sorry, they didn’t make it”. It took her a while to process his words, falling right into his arms, sobs spilled from her lips, her whole body was trembling, aching from those horrible news.

Jaspers touch ripped her out of her mind. “I-”, her hoarse voice made Jaspers insides churn, “I don’t have any relatives, where am I supposed to stay?”, she kept on blabbing, different scenarios overtook her mind, pulling her deeper into the dark hole she was just about to stumble into. “You’ll stay with us, don’t worry about that, please”.

Carlisle squeezed her hand, shooting her one last glance before he walked off to his car, he had to take care of a few things in the hospital, he didn’t want to pressure (y/n) into seeing their bodies, didn’t want to trigger another panic attack. “Come on, I’ll take you to our place”, Jasper cradled her in his arms, blanket still tightly wrapped around her, trying to shield her from the freezing air.

“Oh god”, (y/n) buried her face in her hands, tears soaked through her skin, dripping down onto her lap. She couldn’t truly grasp the fact, that her parents were gone, not coming back any time soon, how would she ever survive without them near? Jaspers eyes were focused on her, hand placed on her knee, squeezing her skin as he drove towards the Cullens mansion.

They were waiting for her in front of the entrance, Esme was holding onto a hot cup of tea, she’d do anything to make (y/n) feel at home, to support her through her loss, loving her like one of her owns. Jasper caught (y/n) before her legs would give out, hands grasping his as she stepped out of his car, her eyes fell onto his siblings, watching her with pained expressions.

“I’m so sorry”, Esme pulled (y/n) into her chest, hands rubbing her back, trying to warm up her cold skin. “I’ll prepare you a bath”, Rosalie mumbled, disappearing up the stairs, all of them had to deal with some kind of loss over the past centuries, they wouldn’t let (y/n) go through this on her own, no matter what, the Cullens would always support her.

Jasper tugged her into the house, following Rosalie into the guest bathroom, “just call for me, if you need anything, alright? I’ll wait here”, Jasper kissed (y/n)s forehead, placing himself down on the bed, watching her close the bathroom door behind her. Her sobs echoed through the room, his dead heart broke with every cry of hers, his nails were clawing into the mattress, keeping himself from walking into the bathroom, to cradle her against his chest, to tell her, that everything would be alright.

The Cullens took turns with watching over her, even though they had a hard time ripping Jasper away from her, they would stay outside of her room, worrying about her, about her health and those demons she had to battle. None of them ever noticed her not falling asleep, none of them realized that she hadn’t been eating much, they had to get used to living with a normal human being, with a beating heart, that would break with every memory of hers.

“Hey, darlin’”, Jasper knocked on her door, he couldn’t keep on listening to her cries, the vampire wanted oh so desperately to wrap his arms around her, trying to calm her down. Dark circles were gracing her features, she looked skinnier, more exhausted than ever, “I’m sorry, seems like I can’t fall asleep”, her timid voice made his fingers tingle.

Jasper stepped into the room, locking the door behind him, he crawled under the covers, pulling (y/n) into his chest. “I’ll always take care of you, I promise”, his cold fingers combed through her hair, a relieved sigh fell from (y/n)s lips, mumbling a small “thank you”.

“I see them, every time I close my eyes. I hear their voices, every single time I think of them, Jasper, I can’t survive this.”, she squeezed her eyes shut, her eyes were burning, desperate for some sleep. “Take a deep breath”, he felt her heart rapidly beating, shallow breaths spilling out of her, spiraling right into another panic attack. “Come on, (y/n), in and out”, he wrapped his arms around her middle, placing her right on his lap, eyes hooked on hers.

It took him a few moments to calm her down, took (y/n) a while to get her breathing under control, but somehow Jasper had managed to stop her from giving into the massive wave of emotions. He pulled her down, head pressed against the crook of his neck, his hands moved up and down her spine, “sleep, I’ll protect you”, he whispered into her ear, watching her slowly fall asleep, finally able to catch a good few hours of sleep.

His golden eyes were about to watch her for hours on end, picking up on the safe and calm feeling flooding through her. Jasper promised herself in that very moment, that he’d always fight for her, that he’d always protect her. No matter what. No matter when. No matter why.

#Jasper Hale #jasper hale imagine #jasper hale x reader #Jasper Hale angst #Jasper Whitlock #jasper whitlock imagine #the Cullens #Carlisle Cullen #Jackson Rathbone #twilight #twilight imagine #cullen #hale

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this is a bit random i suppose, but something that’s been on my mind a bit- so we know that the missions UB go on can last for a pretty long time, like the detective was out all night and all morning before having to return to their job- and it’s got me thinking about their health.

we know that the detective gets little sleep, but i also noticed how the detective didn’t eat until they met up with their LIs waaayy later on in the demo... i guess you can headcanon that they do snack on something once in a while, but what i was really thinking of was that perhaps one time while they are on a mission, they’ll be running on little sleep, little water and little food, and eventually just pass out because of it.

UB are all vampires who don’t eat, we know based on some asks that they don’t always realize everything a human needs to survive, except N but they might also get distracted at the thought. so i highly doubt any of them would be carrying a sandwich with them at all times just in case the detective gets hungry. im just thinking with everything the detective is going thru they are bound to have something like this happening.

now that was all, thank you for coming to my red talk✋️

Hello, friend! I appreciated your ted talk and thank you for inviting me along.

You know what, you are so right! It’s a relatively small detail, food, but it’s a really big detail when the detective is out on these missions. I’ve been thinking about the first four chapters of book three (SPOILERS BELOW)

Werewolf “meeting” (i think i landed on this occurring around midnight?) -> debrief with unit bravo -> regroup with LI in the hallway (plus possible steamy moment) -> go to work -> get caught in the middle of mayor/police chief -> rebecca -> !! must investigate a case! ->(end ... maybe the detective finally got some food! And THANK YOU MEG for showing me the timeline ... I genuinely thought it was all in the same day)

So really, that is a whole, what? 6-8 hours without any mention of food or drink? No snacks at the warehouse? (Edited this paragraph!)

Okay, back to what you were saying. I think that ... A and N together ... could combine their collective brain cell to realize that the detective is going to need nourishment during the especially long missions (not that M and F wouldn’t, necessarily, but A thinking about how to keep their team running efficiently and kept alert + N thinking of the detective in more human terms and thinking, yes, they’ll need to be sustained on food and drink).

But okay, cut to cute little scene where N is making turkey and cheese sandwiches? with a cup of fruit ? and lots of water bottles? humming cute little lunch packing songs. N, with their mom jeans, putting together a whole fanny pack full of goods (peanut butter, celery, carrots, granola they made themselves etc) for the detective.

And really, what will happen if they didn’t? and the detective really can’t go on after long durations or intense shorter durations of time. they’ll have to pause whatever mission they’re on to tend to them? well! that’s going to compromise the detective, the team, and the mission itself!

So the real question now is ... are the snacks/drinks stored in A’s cargo pants? F’s backpack? or the aforementioned N fanny packs?

Thank you so much for the ask! this was fun!

#anon ask #unit bravo #twc detective #twc #long post #twc spoilers #twc book 3 demo #twc book 3 spoilers #twc book 3

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any headcanons about mental health / coping strategies for our fav warlocks and vampire? ;) we know quite a lot about magnus in canon but still, never enough lmao; and how about raphael, ragnor and cat? they all been thru a lot, poor babies, and im willing to bet you have thoughts on the matter *sly smirk*

well it depends on what they are coping WITH, u know daoidjsaodij different strategies for different problems and all that. i do think that magnus and raphael in particular have a lot of common coping mechanisms, because they taught each other a lot of shit. i also think there is a lot of stuff that had bothered magnus but he never stopped to think of a solution FOR until he started thinking of what he could do for raphael (and vice versa) because he is that kind of person

like when magnus and raphael are first shopping raphael notices that he likes vests and other stuff like that because of his hyposensitivity to pressure so it feels nice to have something that's like, tight around his torso, you know? so magnus is like great, let's get you lots of vests :)) and then he sees some he likes and tries them on and he's like wait a minute............. i DO like the pressure too....... have i been hyposensitive to pressure this whole time?? (spoiler alert: yes)

then for magnus of course we have drinking which is not his healthiest coping mechanism in any way lmao, but sometimes they do be unhealthy. again i don't think magnus is an alcoholic per se but he does have a suboptimal relationship with the way he turns to it to be able to cope with certain situations he can't escape. i presume this has a bit to do with the fact that he frequently is in stressful (not to mention sensory overloading) situations during parties and other events where you have lots of alcohol, so you know, drinking helps dull his senses and get rid of some of the anxiety. or if he's having a depressive episode, it can also make him more sociable, give him some energy, you know. so i think because it was something that was acceptable for him to use and that helped with many of his problems in social situations he can't escape, if became a coping mechanism (again, an unhealthy one)

healthier coping mechanisms tho! i think magnus also enjoys tea when he needs to calm down. we've seen him drinking tea quite a few times after having flashback episodes and i'm sure it's a coping mechanism to him. helps calm him down and also stay in the present because of the sensations, without overwhelming him because it's not a strong drink, you know? it eases him back into reality. it also can't hurt his insomnia, or, if it's already morning and he's had another insomnia episode, he can drink black tea and have some more energy. so all in all a good helper

magnus definitely stims magically! and uses magic a lot with a lot of his other problems like sensory issues for example. a place is too loud? he can use magic to dull the noises. same for colors, etc., although i think noise might be his biggest problem. and unwanted touch, which we all know magnus canonically hates, so of course there's that too. but also like, stuck in a talk with some boring clave member and he has to stay still even tho adhd mind all over the place? hands behind his back, playing with little sparkles between his fingers that no one can see. pretty much unnoticeable. i think some of his "party tricks" like lighting up the drinks blue and shit come with this purpose. it's just a quick magic letout. also helps a lot to deal with anger or panic, which commonly come very strongly when you have c-ptsd, but he's long learnt to deal with because his survival depends on keeping himself in check and not showing vulnerability a lot of the time

he also stims with his rings which we've seen a bit of. i think this is particularly important to him when it comes to keeping himself in the present, i.e. avoiding flashback episodes, intrusive thoughts and the like

i also think parties work as coping mechanisms in particular with the c-ptsd. sometimes the overstimulation of the ambience is exactly what he needs in order to keep himself from being taken by flashbacks, intrusive thoughts, depressive episodes, etc. like he can lose himself to sensation instead of being locked by his own thoughts, enjoy the company of other people even when he is too cagey or afraid to call his friends and be vulnerable with them, and have a letout for his heightened feelings of fear or insufficiency (caused by c-ptsd) through dancing in particular. it's pretty much canon that magnus uses dancing as a way to cope (see his scene with dot) so i don't see why a party isn't a good place to let out this kind of steam and self express without feeling too vulnerable at the same time

which is not to say that magnus doesn't genuinely enjoy parties, obviously he does. but coping mechanisms are frequently things that we do enjoy, so much so that they bring us comfort and strength when we need. it doesn't mean you only do these things because of your trauma. just that they can help with it

but there is ALSO his friends because look, we all know magnus isn't exactly winning prizes for his ability to ask for help, but the way he talked to alec about suicidal ideation and talking to someone if things get that bad obviously comes from experience, because when things get this bad there is really nothing else that works. and magnus has a lot of trouble with it - probably can only ever really ask for help when things get As Bad As They Possibly Could - but he does know he has a place with his friends when he needs. sometimes he doesn't even really open his mouth - just shows up at ragnor's, or, less commonly, catarina's (because she's busy with her job as a nurse and shit while ragnor does nothing but sit on his ass and be british all day), and ragnor takes a look at him and nods and magics another seat for him and magnus flops down. and ragnor waits to see if magnus is feeling like saying anything but if he's not, they just keep each other company as they do their things and ragnor serves him some tea. and it's nice and it works

as for raphael! definitely stimming all the time as well, and we know he self harms, which i think technically counts as a coping mechanism? coping mechanisms aren't inherently healthy or good djdndi so we have that for sure

and then just like, i think playing with his hands is something he does a lot in particular, like magnus, just keeping his hands behind his back and playing with them, or in his pockets and stuff. i think he "dissociates" a bit sometimes too. like sometimes full on dissociates but other times i think he just goes blank on the outside and inside is like, thinking about rosa or about food or his hyperfixations (astronomy? astronomy) so he doesn't have to be present and deal with whatever's happening. particularly useful with camille, because there are some things he has to do that he just wouldn't stand otherwise

and again canonically magnus, we have seen that. when rapha was tortured he didn't go to his clan, he went straight to magnus'. like yeah, magnus could heal him, but also, rapha stayed. he was still there chilling by the time simon came around. so he definitely goes to magnus when things get rough, and again whether it's to talk or just be with someone it helps a lot. i think raphael is pretty touchy with the people he trusts (book stans go away, yes i know book raphael is too edgy for feelings but i don't care and i'm not talking about him) and canonically so is magnus. and magnus' loft is one of the places he still feels safe to do that, it's his dad's place after all and definitely his home while camille is clan leader/in the first few months or years of him being clan leader

so like they can just cuddle or hug or be under a blanket together or rapha can rest his head on magnus' shoulder, or magnus can rest his on top of rapha's, and it's great. and he can talk about how he feels or be in silence, too

i also think dancing and listening to music are things he does to cope, possibly something he picked up from magnus. like sometimes he doesn't know how to let out steam and putting on a song and aggressively dancing is the only way he can channel feelings he doesnt know what to do with very well otherwise

also i think specifically with his grief over his family and other things he's lost, i think buying things and making little homages works. like making a scrapbook of his pictures with rosa, or the fucking whole ass CAR he literally doesn't need with the "ave rosa" plaque. i feel like raphael rarely buys things for himself unless they remind him of rosa, sunlight, guadalajara, etc., because it just helps with this constant grief he carries for them that he never really addresss lmao im fine

i think his charity work also plays that role. like yes raphael cares about others, of course he does, but he's also a whole ass catholic so i think "good deeds" like charity make him feel like he's just... doing something to ease his own monstrosity. feel more human, less guilty, less grieving. and also get some of the things he misses (like food) and some contact with people outside of the shadow world and also with other latines in general that he misses, you know? it's a relatively safe and familiar space that also helps ease his guilt for abandoning his family and becoming a monster a little bit, and just feel useful and occupied since he has so much time in his hands now and most of it is occupied obeying someone he hates. man, he needs so much therapy

but also like in the future as u know i think that he turns the dumort completely around, starts having plants and animals in the place, just makes it more upbeat and feel more like a family to all the vampires and improve their relations and it does him SO much good. both as a project and just as a ways of providing himself a better, more supportive environment, because the whole sterile thing they have going on fucking sucks. they deserve a lively and nice environment where they feel like a they have a home and i think it does wonders for EVERYONE'S mental health, particularly rapha's. and then of course cooking/taki's, and his partners join his support network too :)

as for cat, i think she throws herself into work to forget about her problems, feel useful, and just, cope. nurses work long hours and she seems to work particularly hard and i think this serves her the purpose of keeping her mind occupied from her issues. i also think it helps her feel more grounded/connected with the world, aka deal with the immortality angst. which sounds kinda paradoxal cuz she's probably watching ppl die with some kind of frequency, but like... she's also keeping in touch with new ppl, with discoveries in the medical field, she always has something to work on. it helps her feel like she is still a meaningful part of the world, instead of lost in time. and to give herself purpose too

but it's also not always healthy like when you are overworking yourself as an avoidance mechanism.... thats gonna get to u eventually. and cat needs a break and care as much as everyone else. i think again magnus and ragnor serve important roles in that sense, just people she can go to. remember the way cat showed up at magnus' and magnus was immediately massaging her shoulders? we stan

so they definitely take care of her in that sense. she also seemed pretty comfortable at lorenzo's party despite it all, so i think she also enjoys parties from time to time, although not as loud and clubby as, say, pandemonium. but cocktail parties or just a party at someone's house where she gets to dance and unwind and gossip with her friends a little bit? nice. i think cat is very sociable and misses not having ppl around which is also partially why she likes being a nurse - you get to know ppl pretty well in that job - but she also obviously needs lighter environments and she does well with groups of ppl even if she isn't a party animal the same way magnus is

and generally i think she enjoys anything sensorially pleasant like... drawing herself a bath, candles, going to get a massage from an actual professional every once in a while... i bet her house is full of incenses and always has some music playing (can be soft or can be upbeat, depends on her mood) but just generally the more pleasant sensations the better. food too

ohhh i bet she gardens!! it's so great to put her mind to rest after such an exhausting work and again the connection you feel to plants is very real. it's also nice because many plants live for a very long time (unlike most pets) so she can have them around and form long lasting relationships with them, you know? also, gardening is always useful for a warlock

and hhh ok i think i don't have any thoughts for ragnor? we know very little about him and I'm not sure what to make of him mental health-wise. also im tired and this is long, so jdbdidn maybe ill add more stuff if i feel inspired

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askintothevoids · 3 years

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Late Nights Years Later

TW: Really brief mentions of mental health issues, knee scrapes, crying, insomnia, vomit ( I promise it’s not that bad, I’m just trying to tag possibly upsetting things)

It was nights like these when I appreciated life a little more than usual.

His breath lazily blew on the back of my neck. He wasn’t snoring as loudly as he usually did, not that it bothered me too much anymore. Our years of being together have truly made me have to deal with it.

My husband’s arms were wrapped around my chest as well. His heartbeat was powerful against my back, the blueblood that ran through his veins always made for strange occurrences. Of course, I don’t mind the comforting thump. Even then, it’s been a long time since all of that.

I could hear the kids outside. It was 3am, far too late for them to be out, but I figured it’d be okay this one time. It had been awhile since they were all in the same place. I could hear Harper and Buddy bickering and pleasant muttering of Jane and Daniel, it reminded me of Roman and Virgil’s--(the vampire ones)-- shenanigans.

I honestly didn’t think it would turn out this way. I never would have fathomed that thought, but I won’t lie that I feel guilt. It’s truly a horrible thing to experience as a young child, as I am no stranger to it, but I suppose it’s different when it's your parents. I have to remind myself that we did what we had to, of course, I wouldn’t break my promise. I feel Patton was able to sympathize with them on a more relative level, empathy if you will.

“Mghhh..” Patton sleepily mumbled.

“Go back to sleep, love.” I hummed, stretching my arm back to pat his cheek.

“Mrggh. Ah, bah, sasjjffshh.” Patton mumbled, still three quarters asleep.

He leaned into the touch of my hand before yawning.

“Bove you…” he said, “Goodnigsshfftt..”

“Goodnight, dear.”

Parenthood was what we dreamed it was. It was hard work and sometimes grueling, but rewarding in the end. I still remember teaching Daniel how to ride a bike, that was nearly twenty years ago. He clambered on it, while I held it still. I took long strides to keep up with his little legs pedaling as hard as they could. As soon as I let go, he fell over.

He shed a few tears, but got back up again, lifted himself back on, and tried again. It was a long day. Daniel always hated it when I had to clean up his scrapes. He despised the sting of hydrogen peroxide. I got him ice cream afterwards, it truly stops a child from crying. When it came to Jane, she got the hang of it a bit easier than Daniel did, Harper did as well.

Buddy was a different story. He’d always seen everything a bit differently than the other three, that always fascinated me. In ways it reminded me of Roman’s fresh creativity, but still contained my logic and realism. He never learned to ride a bicycle, but did learn how to ride a unicycle. I never understood why he chose to do so, it was definitely a more difficult process to learn, nor was it an experience that I could help with. But I respected it.

That was one of the many moments that I found myself confused with his paths, but alas, as long as it didn’t harm him, I was fine with it. In that time, Patton had taken a liking to calling Buddy, Logan Jr.

I don’t think either of us found that funny. Especially when the other three joined in. But, I would agree we were similar. Sometimes we did get into tiffs, never anything too serious, often due to shared frustrations.

Harper and him were the most prone to arguing, it was rather reminiscent of Roman (Marino) and I’s relationship growing up. We yelled and screamed at each other for hours, never getting anywhere. I won’t lie that we still get rather too passionate in our arguments still, but that brotherly toleration was definitely present.

Harper was the most argumentative of our children, they always had something to say. I appreciate honesty, but often enough, the bluntness quality can truly build some fires. That kid could talk their way out of anything though, Harper had charisma. They’d make a good lawyer, I would enjoy debating against a person like them in a professional environment.

Jane and Daniel were more laidback than Harper and Buddy. Even then, Daniel did inherit the anxiety vomit quality from Patton, so laidback might've been stretching the truth. He enjoyed being by himself. Neither Patton, nor I, enjoyed his habit of working all day and night, the lack of sleep was awful for a developing brain.

Jane spent all day in the garden, and in the winter pouted from the porch at the snowy grasses. She had Patton’s spunk running through her veins. Jane had always kept the empty halls of the house lively, green sprouting from every corner of the house. I appreciated my daughter’s boundless energy, but even she had her harder moments. It was difficult watching my lively and enthusiastic little nerdlet suffer in the tangles of mental health. She’s stronger than I’ll ever be, and I know she will be okay. Even then, that can’t stop my parental worry.

Patton’s breath lifted me away from my thoughts. He always somehow knew when my mind was helplessly jumping from topic to topic in the night.

“Go to bed, Lo..”

“I’m trying, dear.”

“Closing your eyes definitely helps the process,” Patton teased, burying his face in my hair.

“Oh shush.”

“I love you, goodnight for real this time.” He sleepily giggled.

“I love you too.. Goodnight, Patton.”

#intothevoids #alternate universe #universe neutral #tw implied insomnia #tw mental health #mental health talk #vomit mention #tw vomit mention #ned’s bedtime stories

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