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cheriladycl01 · 22 days

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My home country - Pierre Gasly x IcelandicOlympicIceHockey! Reader

Plot: Your boyfriend Pierre watches on as you bring home Gold for team Iceland before you show him around the waterfalls and geysers your country is known for!

A/N: Having been to Iceland, this one was really fun to write as I've done all the things mentioned!

Credits to wdcmaxy for the GIF

You’d just won gold and we’re on a complete high, your boyfriend being there to celebrate you and your teams win. It was a thrilling feeling having the Gold Medal placed around your neck and hugging all of your team mates who'd been a part of the journey.

You had all worked insanely hard and you'd cried once you realized you won.

The celebrations that night were crazy, you and Pierre spent the whole night in the club with all your friends and some of your family. There were also randoms there who were congratulating you and buying you drinks the whole night - much to Pierre's annoyance as they were mostly men.

But once they offered him a drink too after recognizing him, he didn't feel as peeved.

They day after and you both woke up with the worst hangover imaginable. You laid in bed in the fancy 5 star hotel you were set up in, both complaining about the headache you both had before you sulked down the stairs for the breakfast buffet.

You guys filled yourself on all the greasiest food in attempt to get rid of the hangover.

"Fuck Elskan. I feel awful" you say in Icelandic and Pierre looks at you as if you've grown two heads, not understanding anything but the pet name you use often for him.

"Babe, English or French please... I'm dying here!" he groans.

"Sorry, i revert back when I'm tired!" you smile before taking his hand.

"We have a busy day today!" you smile, excited for the plan you guys have.

"Nooooooo, please I just need a day in bed!" he complains looking over at you.

"You don't want to see my country?" you say with a sad voice, knowing he did as he'd been asking for ages for you to take him across Iceland and show him all the things you did growing up.

"I do!" he whines looking over at you.

"I just - cant we do that tomorrow?" he asks looking over you his sleepy eyes telling you he was struggling a little bit more than he was letting on.

"The fresh air will do you good, come on lets go get ready! It's cold so we need to wrap up warm" you advise grabbing his hand and dragging him out the restaurant.

You both change into warm clothes and waterproof having a little rucksack with you each. You guys had a busy day where you'd be hiking up a glacier and seeing some of the best waterfalls Iceland had to offer before going to swim in the geothermal spa called the Blue Lagoon to round up your day.

"The guys said we might even get to see the northern lights tonight!" you grin excitedly.

"Really?" Pierre asks knowing you'd seen them multiple times in your lifetime but it was something you still got pretty excited about.

You guys were on the tour bus and went straight to the glaciers, you had grippy shoes on, knowing what Iceland was like in the winter but Pierre didn't exactly think that through and when you looked back to where he was, really behind the rest of the group he looked like Bambi.

You couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Pierre, come on here!" you say handing him the walking stick you'd been using. He thanked you before you helped him up, holding one of his hands to try and keep him stable.

You get to the top and Pierre has a red face and watering eyes from the wind at the top unlike you wearing googles and a bandana to cover your mouth and neck to keep the warmth in.

"Why didn't you prepare me better!" he groans looking around at everyone else.

"I told you what to bring!" you giggle. You then start to make the decent down the glacier seeing the top of the gushing waterfall.

"I didn't expect it to be so loud!" Pierre shouts over the really loud water. All you could do was laugh at him before the tour guide started to talk to you in Icelandic about what was coming up next on the tour. Pierre awkwardly waited off to one side not knowing what to do.

"You are really going to enjoy the next bit!" you smile taking his hand and pull him into a searing kiss. His lips were a little chapped from the cold but you didn't mind.

You guys made the drive to the blue lagoon. You split in the changing rooms and Pierre was shocked to be greeted by multiple naked men. It was normal for you and when you met him at the entrance into the water he looked almost traumatised.

"Sorry I should have warned you about what you would have walked into!" you giggle before he shakes his trying to get rid of the images burned into his brain.

You both swim around, going to grab the face scrub at the bar to plaster over you face. You loved coming to the geothermal spa. The sensation of dipping right under the water, feeling the heat warm up your skin before standing up and having the wind whip around your wet skin was a sensation like no other.

"This is very romantic" Pierre smiles, holding you as you both float around clinging to each other.

"Mmmmm I'm glad we've done this. I've been missing home far to much!" you sigh. You'd made the decision to move with Pierre, as it made sense considering he was closer to Alpine and he was travelling for most of the year.

"I'm just scared for tomorrow!" he sighs, knowing it was a day he'd been expecting for a while but it didn't feel real.

"I've told you so many times, my parents will love you. We should have seen them earlier!" you grin, pulling him in for a kiss as you wrap your legs around his waist.

"God I love you!" he exclaims twirling you round in the water.

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y/user: Just brought home gold for my beautiful country! Iceland 🇮🇸 you are beautiful and I loved showing my boyfriend round!

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pierregasly: I loved spending time with you and congrats on your win ma cherie 🍒

-> y/user: I love you very much

->pierregasly: I love you too 🫶🏼❤️

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the-badger-mole · 8 months

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In the debate between pro-aang-kill-ozai and anti-aang-kill-ozai. Which side are you on and why? If it's the anti then did you like how it was done or do you picture something else?

I think I've mentioned before, but I am not inherently against Aang not wanting to kill Ozai. Some of my favorite heroes have a no-kill policy. I don't even mind the lionturtle solution itself. What I didn't like was how it was handled. There was plenty of time to address Aang's reluctance to kill before the second to last episode. I can think of three points in particular where it would've been thematically appropriate and given Aang's bland, two-dimensional character some depth.

First, right after the siege at the Northern Tribe. Aang may not have technically been the one who killed all those Fire Nation soldiers, but it couldn't have happened without him. You would think that someone who is both committed to pacifism and also the one the entire world is relying on to end a war that people have been fighting and dying in for a century wouldn't just be able to shrug off what happened. Aang did, though. Didn't even cross his mind when he was whining about people expecting him to kill Ozai.

What should have happened was the next season should've opened with Aang grappling with what happened and his part in it. He should feel guilty about it, not because he was actually wrong, but because it should feel wrong to him. Then, Katara and Sokka should comfort him and tell him he did nothing wrong. Build it up that their word are comforting him a little, then drop the bomb when they start talking about how cool it was. How amazing it was to see all those soldiers running in fear for once. How relieved they are that so many of them died. Then have Aang snap on them about the sanctity of life. He needs to be angry and hurt, and this should be the point where he decries the powers of the Avatar. He'd call himself a monster, and maybe he would call Katara and Sokka monsters, too. Then they (probably mostly Sokka) would argue with him that they aren't monsters, they're just trying to survive, and the Fire Nation is a threat to be taken out. This would be the first time it's brought up that Katara, Sokka...the entire world expect Aang to kill Ozai. I think it would be perfect as a season 2 opener. Season 1 was light and goofy, and Zuko was their biggest immediate threat. The siege raised the stakes, and season 2 should continue on that rising. Aang should also have started looking for another solution here. In the library, Aang should've asked Wan Shi Tong if it was possible to end the war without more violence. We should've seen Aang coming to terms with the fact that the world is suffering and he is the one they are looking to to save them. One thing I think the Harry Potter movies in particular did well was that shift from goofy and whimsical to darker and more frightening (as far as kids movies go) as the story went on and the stakes got higher, and the danger felt more real to the characters. Aang never gets that realization. He has moments when the danger feels real, but he's goofy and whimsical for pretty much the entire series until the plot of an episode needs him not to be.

The second place they should have brought up his reluctance to kill was DoBS. This really should've been a no brainer. Aang was loosing sleep over facing Ozai. He had his anxiety about losing- though not really what losing would mean for his friends and the world- but he didn't even consider what winning would take. If DoBS had been successful, there's no way Ozai would've been able to be taken alive. Logistically, killing him would've been the easiest, safest option. You mean to tell me no one brought it up? No one asked Aang how he was planning to take Ozai out? No, instead we get Aang proving he knows what enthusiastic consent looks like and taking away his excuse for what happened later, but nothing about Aang weighing his personal beliefs against the needs of the world. That training montage and confrontation that he has with his friends in the second to last episode should've happened here. This should've been when his tendency to run away should've been challenged, too, because half a season before he was crying about how he abandoned the world again. Now his instinct would be to run, but his friends would challenge him, calling back to that moment. They could demand that he present an alternative to killing Ozai. I don't think any of them would object to him living to stand trial, but Ozai is a rabid dog, essentially. He needs to be put down. Aang's got nothing, but not for lack of trying. When he tells his friends about all his efforts to find a non-lethal way to defeat Ozai, they are unmoved. They are at the doors of the Fire Nation, and now is not the time to be indecisive. He has to go face Ozai. And he's probably relieved when the plan fails. This whole situation would have the added bonus of skipping that first Kataang kiss because no way would Aang want to kiss Katara after her insisting he terminate Ozai with extreme prejudice.

The third place Aang's no-kill policy should've come up is TSR when Zuko asks him what he's planning to do when he faces Ozai if he's so against killing. This should scare Aang, and it should be his focus for the rest of the season. He should be more withdrawn from his friends, because with all the training he's doing (and he would still be training on all the elements because he's not that good at any of them), talks about the most efficient way to kill would be unavoidable. Katara might actually try to teach him bloodbending. Toph would just tell him that a big rock is just as effective as some fancy bending move. Zuko would be warning him about his father's ruthlessness and cunning. This would be where Aang looses his patience with his friends and insists that he's a pacifist and Ozai doesn't deserve to die. This would piss Katara in particular off because by this point, Aang knows what happened to her mother. He would get an earful about how Ozai's plan is to do to the Earth Kingdom what his grandfather did to the Air Nomads and how he's going to let millions of people die because of his refusal to kill one. Now, Aang can take off, only instead of just running away from his friends because he doesn't want to hear them anymore, he could be making one desperate last ditch attempt to find a solution that both ends the war and keeps him from having to kill Ozai. EIP could still happen in this circumstance, but instead of getting mad that he's being played by a girl, he would focus more on how eager for his death the Fire Nation is. That would come up in the argument about killing Ozai.

Now, for the lionturtle. I'm about to blow some minds. I have been vocal about my hatred of the Lionturtle/Rock of Destiny desu-ex-double team, and I do still hate it with a passion. However, as a concept, I don't mind the lionturtle. This is a fantasy adventure. You expect a bit of magical intervention. What I wanted was Aang grappling with this problem for more than half an episode. I wanted him working on a solution the entire time, starting from right after the siege. I wanted to see him take initiative. To actually think about the problem. Maybe have him specifically looking for the lionturtle. Then when it shows it, it could be because it knew Aang was looking and decided he was worthy of a meeting. Aang could still have his meeting with his past lives, and that could still go the way it did. Then the lionturtle could speak up. Instead of poo-pooing the idea of killing Ozai, it could agree that it was the most effective way to make sure that the war would end. Then, when Aang is despairing that he'd wasted all that time trying to find a different solution, the lionturtle could offer the spirit bending. But it would have to come at a cost, and it might not work the way that Aang hoped. Now Aang has to make a choice. Sacrifice something for this spiritbending ability (I'm thinking he loses his airbending, because it seems poetic) that might not have the outcome he's hoping for, or give up his pacifism- one of his few connections to his heritage- and kill Ozai. He chooses the spiritbending. Instead of the conveniently placed rock, Aang would actually have to give up his attachment Katara. I think he would be half-way there, having finally realized how little he understood her. He "loved" her because she was pretty and took care of him, but he's come to realize there's a lot more facets to her that he hasn't gotten to see because they don't fit his narrow view of her. He also understands what Guru Pathik was trying to tell him about one person not being able to replace everything Aang has lost, and he realizes how unfair to her he had been. He still loves her, but as a friend and caretaker. This will actually lead to a deeper friendship between them. Aang defeats Ozai without killing him, but now he has to deal with the loss of his airbending, which only now does he realize was a much of a connection between him and his people as his beliefs. He still has spiritbending. He can still airbend in the Avatar State, but he's effectively cut off a limb to keep his integrity. He will go the rest of his life wondering if it was worth it, especially after Ozai goes to trial and is sentenced to execution anyway. The effects of that on his children could be explored in LoK.

TL;DR I don't have a problem with Aang not wanting to kill Ozai. I just wanted to see him deal with it before the last minute. I think the show would've been better for it, and Aang would've been a more interesting character.

#atla #anti-kataang #aang #how it COULD have gone #he would've been a much better protagonist if we actually saw him struggle with his destiny #spiritbending should have consequences #that's too much of a power up to just give to the hero #and ozai should still die #it just doesn't have to be at aang's hands #THE YEAR OF CONTENT!!!!

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vivacissimx · 1 month

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I know you have analysed them a lot but what is your fav part of rhaelya? And what's a fic idea you would like to write about them?

oh Rhaegar & Lyanna are the reason I joined fandom for the first time, so you know my love for them is special 😅 as for my favorite part: I have probably talked about this before but I'm very touched by the concept of 'human connection in a hurricane.' It's about how chaos causes panic & panic can overwhelm us but it's true purpose is clarity. In the mire of asoiaf political intrigues and betrothals, Rhaelya represents that clarity. In general, I find Rhaelya to be more similar than not (for all the icefire chatting). What do you do when you love your father but he's the reason you can't go home? If the people who love you can't help you or save you, does that turn you cruel or empathetic towards the world? When do/don't we trust?

There is also the obvious which is that Rhaegar & Lyanna fall in together because the other is what they admire. It may seem like a random & sudden pairing but really there's a mirroring from the beginning. Rhaegar sings a song to an audience which doesn't understand—Lyanna cries for a reason her family doesn't get either. Their coming together is about hiding the Knight of the Laughing Tree's identity and in that moment they see each other. Lyanna jousts for Howland—Rhaegar does it for Lyanna. Ostensibly the latter are chivalrous acts (defending the weak/honoring the maiden) but because they're not performed within the usual paradigm as expected these actions are a) reviled and b) reveal what truly motivates the two: Compassion. Justice.

I am also partial to the complication of returns/how leaving a place that is no longer safe is a love story/the moments that beg you to run headlong into them and you, human as can be, make that choice. All of these are part of Rhaelya's story. It's true that Lyanna left her family who she loved. People will say ah she was young, she was stupid, she was blinded by Rhaegar's charisma; but again, this is a moment about clarity. About certainty. Justice is about what happens in the future. Lyanna ran to the future & left behind only those whose love mattered less than their ability to possess her.

Rhaegar I have recently longposted about so it's clear how I formulate him. On the Lyanna part I've definitely said this but basically once the war kicked off there was no way for him to transport Lyanna anywhere without further endangering her and/or him family with Elia—you need to understand that Rhaegar loved his children to understand him at all. That he loved his mother, his father, had seen them broken down & turn apathetic or even cruel towards the world. You need to understand that Lyanna represented a shining light of hope against this backdrop for him. I am also one of the people who believe that Rhaegar & Lyanna's sexual relationship only started after Brandon/Rickard were executed so clearly this is a complex but also painfully simple story about the human heart for me. I love people at their most human. Affirming people's dignity during suffering or crisis is an ethical duty I feel I have towards others. And GRRM did exactly that for Rhaegar and Lyanna, so how can I not love them? I'd ship Rhaelya if I was born in a small Bavarian village in 1753, etc etc.

As for the fic I'd love to write, there are two:

1—

Rhaegar riding through the Riverlands on his way to the Ghost of High Heart. He's with Myles Mooton, Arthur Dayne, Richard Lonmouth, Oswell Whent. They stop at the Inn at the Crossroads. Everyone's laughing and drinking, Myles is flirting with the one pretty barmaid while Rhaegar is ContemplatingTM—Bess is her name. Bess boasts about all the ladies and lordlings who stopped at their inn recently & gives a description of what sounds like Brandon and Lyanna Stark. They enjoy riding out on their lil horses. But, Bess says, the Northern lord didn't like the look of our little lordling so they didn't stay long & haven't been bacj. The girl was kind though! She gave a few coins for the boy after slipping away from her wroth brother. Suddenly, Rhaegar's tuned in and the little lordling is trotted out...

A toddler with black hair and blue eyes. Soon after, the plans change.

2—

Their first meeting including Rhaegar nerding out a bit over meeting a crannogman after Howland uses lite magic to try and help them escape. Benjen & Howland trying to take responsibility for being the KOTLT and failing. Lyanna not just a winter maiden but a stubborn Northern bitch hardened by winter (it's the iron underneath baby!!). Sussing each other out during a long silent stare down. Maybe somebody even cracks a Joke? That kind of thing.

OK long answer 💀 sorry but I can't help myself!

#text #rhaegar targaryen #lyanna stark #rhaelya

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carolmunson · 2 years

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vacation diaries - entry three

eddie keeps a journal while at the inn with you in northern indiana. a blurb series starting from the first morning after ’before there was a before’. entries: one, two

warning: minors dni, 18+, adult themes, references to smut, references to ejaculation/hand stuff. mulling about issues in relationships. some angst. some fluff.

what a day we had yesterday, considering i had no idea what to do. i haven't been up here since i was a kid, and we only went once or twice cause some girlfriend wayne had liked coming up here in the summer. there's like, three feet of snow everywhere you turn now. can't really take her to the dunes or anything, or the beach. it's freezing. but, in true munson fashion, i figured it out because i had to.

there's this mansion out here that's definitely more fun during halloween but they still had their christmas stuff up and running, so i took her to this little tour of it. can't believe i love someone so much that i can overlook her preferring christmas over halloween. she was so excited. she kept looking over at me and smiling and i felt like i was in grade school. like i'm on some fucking field trip with my crush.

i never forget how cute she is, but there was something about her today. when it got dark she asked if we could maybe go look at some christmas lights since steve didn't couldn't take her this year. that had always been their thing, he'd make them both hot chocolate in little thermoses and take her out in the nice part of town where they do it really big. it's probably the only thing he's better at making than me. i absolutely am mad about it but i never want him to tell me because i love the little wink he gives me whenever i ask how he does it.

i miss that fucking asshole.

anyway.

we went on a little drive and looked at lights but subbed the hot chocolate for drive thru coffee. lucky us because we found a drive-in and she begged me to stop even though she didn't have to. i'd literally drive into a ditch if she asked me. they only had 'it's a wonderful life' playing and it was half way through when we got there but since the place was mostly empty they let us stay. got her some snacks and we got settled in the back with the doors open. i haven't kissed on a girl like that since i was seventeen. almost completely ruined my jeans.

we stopped back at that diner from yesterday for dinner and i swear to ozzy it was better than where we went last night. no one does a cheeseburger like a shitty midwest diner. it hurt but i did give her the pickle it came with. i ate half of her fries to make it even.

she got a chocolate milkshake. sometimes she's so cute that it makes me mad. (i was sort of mad that she didn't share it with me). i think she's afraid to act like a kid around steve. i don't mean the whole daddy thing, but i think she's afraid to indulge in stuff that seems immature because she doesn't want him to look down on her. like she's nervous that if she's not doing what she thinks he wants that he'll be mad, but i think he'd prefer to see her like this. maybe he's just so caught up in throwing out his own childhood that she thinks she has to do it too. i don't think i've ever seen him order something fun off a menu just because. he barely even eats pancakes.

we stayed outside for a while, laying in the back of the van with the doors open just to look at the stars out here. it was cold as fuck but she put her hand in my coat pocket just to hold mine. i think our hands will end up fused together like some cronenberg monstronsity by the time we get back to hawkins (very metal). she knows all the constellations and where all the planets are. i didn't know that about her. can you believe that? she's been around since '89 and i didn't know she knew all this shit about the stars. i feel like i'm meeting her for the first time every day that we're up here.

we made out again last night before we went to bed, did some hand stuff. i've never cum so fast in my fucking life and she said she was sorry. i asked if she ever even knew what she was saying sorry for anymore. and she just said 'i'm always sorry, just in case'. i know she hates being hot in bed, but i couldn't let go of her last night. i don't want her to be sorry anymore. i just want her to be okay.

-ed

#the steddieverse #vacation diaries

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lostinfantasyworlds · 2 months

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7. Post a snippet from a wip.

62. In UtNL is there a deleted scene/idea you wish you could have included? Why did it get cut?

77. Why do you enjoy writing fanfiction?

Thank you so much @coquinespike !!! 😘

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

This is from my main WIP: If It Kills Me (very angsty, dark, childhood best friends to lovers involving Yakuza & FBI-like organizations). The snippet below is part of a flashback.

“Anyways…sorry for wasting your time,” Kagome said, sighing heavily as she sat down next to Inuyasha on the couch. She hung her head, feeling childish for her irrational fear of the dark. He scoffed under his breath, shaking his head ever so slightly as he stared at the candle burning on the coffee table. “You could never waste my time.” Her head snapped up, caught off guard by the seriousness in his voice. It was the inflection, the emphasis on ‘you,’ like she was the only one in the world he would drop everything for. The conviction of his statement sent pleasant chills down her spine. “Inuyasha…” When his gaze met hers, she sucked in a breath. He had a look in his eyes she’d never seen before, at least not aimed at her. His cheeks were flushed, as if he hadn’t necessarily meant to let that slip, and there was a certain vulnerability in his body language. Maybe she was only seeing what she wanted to see, but at that moment she had herself convinced that he might actually want her the same way she'd been wanting him for so long. “Kagome, listen…I – I, uh…” The timbre of his voice had goosebumps erupting down her arms. It was so smooth she wanted to melt into it, and so unbelievably attractive, like he knew exactly what he was doing and how it affected her. Had they already been sitting that close, or had he gotten closer? It was all a little hazy, with her heartbeat thundering in her ears and his gaze flitting to her lips — Wait, was he going to kiss her? The sound of the front door slamming open had never been so devastating. “Hey sis, are you alright?” She was going to kill Sota.

62. In UtNL is there a deleted scene/idea you wish you could have included? Why did it get cut?

I had to think about this for a while, because I could have sworn there was more, but it turns out I was really self-indulgent with Under the Northern Lights and pretty much included all the scenes I wanted. The only fleshed out idea I remember cutting is another smut scene which was basically an excuse for me to write even more cunnilingus 😂. It was going to take place somewhere in the early stages of them hooking up and it involved "eating her for breakfast" and ruining his dining table 🤣.

I cut it because that story already had copious amounts of smut (seven smut scenes hahaha), and this one scene didn't really have a point besides random self-indulgence, and some of the dialogue was a little forced/cheesy imo. I paid homage to it in the final with this paragraph in chapter 11:

Even better than the days they spent exploring were the nights, when Kagome slept soundly wrapped in Inuyasha’s arms after they had thoroughly exhausted themselves between the sheets. Or on the couch. Or up against the wall. Or on his dining table. They had sex on pretty much every available surface, sometimes leaving small amounts of destruction in their wake and joking about how Inuyasha was going to have to completely rebuild his cabin once they were done with it.

77. Why do you enjoy writing fanfiction?

Before I started writing Inuyasha fanfiction in 2020, I had this belief that I was NOT good at writing. I thought it was a skill I simply did not possess and should just leave to people who can. But then I had all these ideas for stories and the fandom was so sweet and encouraging and welcoming that I decided to try my hand at it and realized that it was actually really fun, and maybe I was actually okay at it. I've been slowly remembering how much I used to LOVE writing (and reading) when I was in elementary school, but for whatever reason (probably school taking all the joy out of it with essays and such), I had lost that passion a long time ago.

Now I get to frequently indulge in that passion, and keep learning how I can improve. I just love Inuyasha and Kagome's love so incredibly much that I could read/write a million versions of it and never get tired. I want to see those two in any and every situation imaginable. I love getting to explore all kinds of scenarios and emotions through fanfiction, and it's nice not having any of the pressures of professional writing where you have deadlines and people paying for your work with higher expectations, etc. This community is just so fun and it's like one big sandbox we all get to play around in. I love it!🥰

Thank you so much again for the asks, I really appreciate it!! 💕

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#ask game #if it kills me #wip #fucking Sota always ruining all the fun

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crytrncrawlrs · 6 days

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Love has always confused me

A concept I never understood

A promise I never grasped

A dream I never obtained

I've been through too many false loves

I didn't even know what love looked like anymore

but then you came in my life

your perfect, goofy smile

your precious, soft rounded face

those kissable cheeks

your beautiful laughter that filled my ears with heaven

you're the prince of my everything

the shining northern lights

The aureola borealis of my night sky

The star to guide my home

And on my travels across the sea

Another love came to me

A funny, friendly shark

a love that started off weak, but grew stronger as we grew closer

Someone that grew on me like a diver to the beauty of the sea

I don't think I've ever expressed how beautiful you are

How much you make me smile and brighten my day

When hearing your laugh and voice through the headphones

When going to your house and cuddling with you

Taking long naps

Reading comics

Watching videos we'd already seen before

You are the sea love in my heart and in that, you fill the ocean with the love you share to me

As the northern lights fill the sky

A starry crystal blue shark

A light blue chimera ready to bring me home

In your arms

In your embrace.

And yet, out of the shadows came another

I never knew you felt the same

But when you did, my heart blossomed a new

I began to love more when I was with you

Your emerald eye

Your mysterious atmosphere

Your long black curls

Your intimidating yet calming mannerisms

Out of everyone, you chose me.

You love me with all of your heart

As much as I do back to you

The cosmic mysteries of the universe have never felt more fascinating

Than when I'm with you

And how over the seas

I wish to see you and hold you

To give you passionate kisses

To reassure you as I do the others

That I'll never leave

And together

We will sleep under the rainfall

Finally comfortable

Finally at peace

And yet there is more stars in the sky that catch my eye

Now love feels more understanding

Love feels more abundant

There is more of a yearning for someone to hold

For someone to love

For someone I can share my love with until the end of time

Are you out there?

Little alien that I admired deeply

When I stopped looking into the telescope

I thought you wouldn't notice

Yet you did, you noticed quick

You admired me as much as I admired you

Telling me you were out there, I returned eagerly

And like a dog that has torn its leash

As it was left at a pole

We found our way back to each other

And here we are

Standing together

I don't want to ever let you go again

How much I love

How much I love the life I live

And I want to live it with you

I want to live it with you all

Thank you

For showing me what love is.

#writing #this goes out to my lovers #and possible future lover <3

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I posted 2,107 times in 2022

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I NEED a blurb where reader is just shocked how good Spencer is in bed and after he's done literally beating her back in he's all like "so there's this new film I think we should go see" and reader is still in shock and is like speechless Cate. I need this.

this would be such a spencer thing

Spencer flops down on the bed next to you, running a hand through his hair to get it situated properly again.

You lay next to him, trying to regulate your breathing and get your heart rate under control before you have to go to the hospital. A sex injury is not something you want to explain to the team.

"So I was thinking we should start the new season of Doctor Who because even though it's not all out yet, we'll miss some nights on cases." Spencer starts, and it takes you hitting his chest for him to stop.

"That's what you're thinking about?" You ask, out of breath as you pant.

He looks at you strangely, frowning. "Are you okay? You sound kind of out of breath."

You scoff shallowly. "You literally just rearranged my guts, and you're asking me why I'm breathless?"

Spencer blushes at the dirty euphemism like he hadn't just made you cum so hard you cried. "Sorry." He apologizes.

"I'm not complaining." You assure him, shaking your head. "It was amazing. You just clearly have a lot more stamina than me."

"Better tell Morgan that next time he's telling me I'm unfit." He jokes.

"Oh yeah." You agree sarcastically. "I'll tell our colleague all about our sex life."

Spencer grimaces. "On second thought, maybe not. I think I'll keep how good I can fuck you as our little secret."

2,738 notes - Posted October 24, 2022

Secret Life

Summary: The team accidentally stumbles upon Spencer, a mystery woman, a mystery girl, and a decade-long secret

hii!! I've had this idea for some time in my head and you write spender Reid so good I just had to send it here. :) What if Spencer has been dating someone in secret for a long time, they even have a kid, but they decided to only tell their parents about it to protect his parter and kid from his job and one day they visit him at work and the entire team is confused because since when does Spencer have a wife and kid?

A/n: thank you so much !! and thank you for this request, i'm a sucker for hidden relationships

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Fluff)

Content Warning: nothing ?

Word Count: 1.8k

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"Coat, sweetie, you need your coat." Y/n directed the young girl away from sitting on the couch and towards the coat rack in the entryway.

"Momma, don't wanna." She replied, pouting as she dragged her feet across the wooden steps towards to front door.

It was difficult for Y/n not to laugh, especially when she'd seen her father do the exact same expression. Mostly when she tried to get him to stop working or go to sleep. Both of them were stubborn, although most people wouldn't be able to pick it on first meeting them.

"What did daddy tell you?" Y/n asked, handing her the light pink woolen coat to put on before putting her own on.

"That it's cold because the northern hemisphere is tilted slightly away from the sun, and the rays come in at an angle that lowers the amount of solar radiation reaching the surface." She repeated verbatim even if she didn't totally understand the scientific definition. Even when she was two, Spencer suspected she had an audiographic memory. "And I have to wear a coat." She recited, annoyed about it.

When she looked back up at her mom, Y/n was looking in the mirror, criticizing her face. Silently, of course, to avoid giving her daughter a complex. "What did daddy tell you?" She questioned, giving her a taste of her own medicine.

"That we are the most beautiful girls in the world," Y/n spoke, unable to stop the grin her face broke out into. She looked down at the little girl. "Don't you forget that either."

"So, can we go?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest in the same way Spencer did when he was being sassy. It was something Y/n loved about both of them, although she refrained from telling them.

Y/n shrugged her light pink coat over her shoulders, bracing herself for the chilliness that was DC in late January. "Okay then." She replied, quickly looking at the little girl to ensure she was dressed in enough warm clothing. A thermal shirt, sweatpants, a kids Caltech sweatshirt, and her coat were enough.

After a car ride without much traffic, brewing anticipation, and some helpful commentary provided by Spencer's mini-me, they were at the FBI. Y/n roughly knew where to go, but the receptionist checked her ID and directed them to the sixth floor.

Both of them were excited on the elevator ride, exchanging wide grins as the mission to surprise Spencer came closer. A quick glance around confirmed Y/n's hypothesis that the floor was deserted aside from her husband. The first step in their plan-previous decided in the car- started as soon as the elevator doors opened.

It relied on Y/n and the hope that she could walk through the glass doors and behind Spencer without being heard as she carried their daughter. Probably because he was in such deep thought, it worked.

Silently, Poppy wrapped her hands around his eyes, making him jump in surprise, no doubt scared about who was behind him. He relaxed when he realized the fingers were 5-year-old size.

"Guess who, daddy?" She asked, trying to disguise her voice by deepening it, which sent both her parents into a fit of giggles. Spencer was quick to shut the case file on his desk that, thankfully, didn't contain any pictures. His mind was instantly off the brutal double homicide and on his family.

"Well." Spencer pretended to consider it. "There's only tw-one, there's only one person in the world that calls me that. So, I'm going to guess that it's Miss Poppy Rae Reid." He decided to use her full name to make the guess official.

With a cheer from the correctly identified girl, she scrambled to get out of Y/n's arms. She wrapped her arms around Spencer's neck and her legs around his waist so she could tightly hug him. Spencer held her small figure just as tight, resting their noses together when she untucked her head from his neck. Watching them, Y/n's heart was filled with love as she suddenly wanted another baby.

Spencer placed a kiss on the little girl's forehead, having to push back brown curls that paralleled his own. "What are you doing here?" He asked, glancing up at Y/n.

Poppy bet her to an answer. "Mommy said that if I finished the last four chapters of Geronimo Stilton, then we could come here to get you and get hot chocolate on the way home."

"I did underestimate how quickly we'd get through it." Y/n mentioned.

Spencer laughed loudly, looking at his daughter, whose expression grew increasingly guilty for a reason Y/n didn't know. "You were tricked, lovely." He answered before she had to ask, smiling at her. "We finished it last night, didn't we?" He asked, looking back to Poppy with a pointed look. She dramatically pouted, resting her head on his chest so she could look up at both of them with innocent eyes.

"We should have called you mischief." Y/n joked, reaching down to tickle her.

She squirmed on Spencer while she giggled. "M-make her s-stop." She pleaded to her dad between laughter, getting Y/n to stop.

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2,767 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

What's in a name?

Summary: Spencer accidentally gets misidentified by a little kid whose mom means the world to him

reader has that weird super friendship/seems like a relationship type thing with spencer. Reader is like a social worker member of a BAU who adopts a baby/toddler from a bad case that everyone adores and it randomly starts calling spencer daddy because the baby sees him so often

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Fluff)

Content Warning: little bit of usual cm case details |

Word Count: 2.2k

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The first time Y/n met her future son, she legitimately cried. The little boy was so vulnerable, with the only thing he'd had to call a mother taken from him by the serial killer the BAU were hunting down.

Lots of the kids she came into contact with were troubled, but sweet, six-month-old Beckham needed someone. He didn't have a dad listed on his birth certificate, and his mom was a runaway with no family.

As part of her job on cases involving children, she often had to give them over to the foster care workers, and she knew how bad the system usually was.

Y/n was fully committed to going to Hotch to plead with him before they had to leave. Leaving Beckham with Spencer, she found Hotch in the boardroom they were occupying.

"Hotch, I need to talk with you." She announced, parading as much confidence as she had as she shut the door.

His face showed a bit of concern as he looked up from his paperwork at her. "What's wrong?"

"It's Beckham. I want to take him back to DC with me, adopt him and raise him." She spat out quickly but firmly.

"L/n." He replied in a flat tone.

It sounded too much like a warning for her to not interrupt and try to persuade him. "He doesn't have any family, and I've spent enough time with him this week to know he's sweet. I know raising a baby is a lot of work, but I have time, money, and love, and I just can't watch him go into foster care when I know that I can give him a better life." She persisted, not taking a breath until she finished her sentence.

"Y/n." Hotch stopped her when he used her first name. "I think it's a great idea."

"Oh." Y/n realized, letting her frown change to a smile when she realized what he'd just said. "So I can adopt him?"

He nodded slightly. "I know a good lawyer who can help you, too. I'll give you her number."

Her very best friend in the world, and the easiest option for godfather, Spencer, helped her right from the start.

"Is this a crazy thing to do?" She asked as they sat on the floor the first night, putting together the expensive, oval-shaped, white wooden crib that she'd brought. Beckham was in the car seat carrier she'd had to buy when they were still in North Carolina, before they drove back to DC.

Spencer glanced at her for a moment like he was trying to figure out the correct answer, but then he looked at the baby and how Y/n looked at him when she rocked the car seat carrier.

The answer was simple after he admired her for a second. "No."

"Good, because I trust your judgment." She almost absentmindedly told him, but Spencer knew he'd be thinking about it for the rest of the week. "Even if I am kind of scared about this." She confessed.

"You're going to be an amazing mother, Y/n." He assured her with a smile, one that made her heart flutter just a little bit.

Trying to hide the blush on her cheeks, she laughed. "I trust your judgment even more now." She joked, earning a chuckle from him.

Not only was Spencer her (now second) favorite person, he also had a degree in Engineering which should have made him skilled at building furniture. However, she found that wasn't true when it was 11 o'clock before the crib was built.

As gently as she could, she picked up the tiny baby and lay him down where he'd be sleeping for a while. The first stable home he'd ever had.

She was crying then, too, looking down at the adorable baby. "Is it crazy that I love him so much already?"

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The Private Side of a Secret Life

Part 1

Summary: After the ladies of the BAU take Spencer's mystery wife out and learn some... new things about their colleague, the Reids get to work on making their fantasy a reality.

A/n: I just want to say a very quick thank you to all of you amazing people who loved part 1 and inspired me to write a part two. Enjoy 🤍

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (SMUT 18+)

Content Warning: vomiting | swearing | NSFM (breeding kink, daddy kink, unprotective penetrative sex, slight fingering)

Word Count: 3.1k

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"Spencer, seriously, I'll be fine." Y/n attempted to assure him for the fourth time, trying to wave him out of the bathroom so she could continue to apply her mascara without his watchful gaze.

Despite the reassurance, he grimaced. It wasn't that he didn't trust Y/n because he absolutely did and had for some years or that he didn't have faith the ladies of the BAU would look after her, but Spencer had second-hand nerves about what they would discuss. Mostly because he knew after a few drinks, Y/n was down for anything, which was actually how they ended up buying their very first sex toy. Although, that was beside the point because it brought immense pleasure and not lifelong embarrassment at work.

He still had one more trick up his sleeve, executing his scheme by pressing her against the bathroom vanity, caging her in with his arms on their side of her body as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Or, you could just say here." He suggested. "Put Poppy to bed early so I could rip that dress off you." His eyes were all over her figure, admiring the curves the tight dress accentuated.

When he used that tone, she had a hard time focusing on anything that wasn't how the temptation that was the growing bulge in his pants pressed against her ass.

Luckily, before she could drop the mascara wand, another Reid spoke. "Daddy! The iPad isn't working." Poppy complained, no doubt sitting on the couch tapping it harshly.

"Mood killer." Spencer dramatically whined.

Y/n could hear the playful tone in his voice as she shoved his shoulder. "I recall you named her Poppy."

"I don't even know anything about technology." He complained, stepping out of the bathroom.

Pulling him back in, Y/n passionately dove in to kiss him, purposefully teasing. "Spencer?" She asked, earning a nod after a pause from him as if his brain momentarily stopped working. "You were never going to convince me anyway."

Spencer let out another groan, more than a bit sexually frustrated before going to read the iPad instruction manual. Y/n fluffed her hair out again, trying to make sure it looked alright. Although she wouldn't tell him, she was worried about what Spencer's best friends would think of her.

"Okay, I'm going now." She announced, heels that she would end up taking off on as she walked into the living room. Poppy waved, still watching Spencer when Y/n walked over to place a kiss on her forehead. "Mwah." Spencer, sitting on the floor, tilted his chin up as he waited for his kiss. After she giggled, she leaned down to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Love you both!" She announced, walking towards the door.

"No secrets," Spencer instructed, although it came out weaker than he would have liked.

Y/n spun back around, drawing a cross over the fabric of her dress where her heart was. "Promise." She assured him.

She stayed true to her oath to Spencer for most of the enjoyable evening. His friends were great, like how he'd described them so many times, and she had no trouble fitting in. The problems- spilled secrets- came when the shots came. Some tequila and her lips were loose.

"Oh yeah, having Henry changed the game," JJ said in reply to a question about her and Will's sex life. "Not that I don't love him with all my heart, but things were... different when we were still sneaking around."

"So you're trying to convince us that three-hour flights to New Orleans are sexy?" Emily rhetorically asked, making all of them burst into a fit of giggles while JJ tried to defend her statement.

Penelope was next to playfully bad mouth her friend's relationship. "A long-distance booty call." She joked. "I can't believe you thought we didn't know."

JJ laughed at the mistakes of her younger self, burying her head in her hands to avoid the embarrassment. "Even I knew." Y/n chimed in between laughs, making Emily and Penelope double over in giggles.

With the attention back on Y/n, they had the same question to repeat to her. "We know absolutely nothing about Spencer's sex life, so feel free to tell us everything," Emily told her, least drunk and ready to save his secrets for a later day.

"Well, Spencer never changed. Like, at all." Y/n was ready to brag about her husband and the way he could fuck her. "When I was pregnant, oh my gosh, he was insane like wild all day every day."

It made her shiver thinking about it. Spencer had been away on a case when she really popped, and as soon as he saw her pregnant with his child, he went crazy. She lost count of how many times she came that night.

"So when you got together, was he, you know, a virgin?" Penelope steered the conversation back to the question everyone at the BAU had wondered before they learned he had a wife and child.

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My #1 post of 2022

The guaranteed way to get to sleep

reader having a hard time sleeping and spencer noticing that and that she is touch starved so he lets them cuddle and she finally sleeps and just fluff <3 + reader having a hard time sleeping (either insomnia or just regular trouble sleeping) and spencer realizing that they're touch starved and he lets them sleep with him and they finally sleep?

a/n: i'm not sure if this was the same anon, but either way thank you for this request🤍

Summary: Spencer is the only one who can recognize the signs of needing someone in the new agent

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Fluff)

Content Warning: tiny implied mention of Maeve | touch starved reader

Word Count: 1.7k

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There were many things stressful about working at the BAU. Mostly the serial murder, but the effect of seeing what they saw each day had really started getting to Y/n a few months in.

For weeks, she'd been struggling to sleep, waking up with the same recurring nightmares and haunting visions. It had gotten so bad she had become known as the superlative of coffee addicts- a title that was hard to take from Spencer-

For as long as the nightmares had been going on, Y/n had been keeping her feelings bottled up, not telling anyone what was going on in her mind in case they saw it as a sign of weakness. The unit had been her dream since she was first in the academy. It had taken 5 years to get there, and she wasn't about to have anyone thinking she wasn't cut out for it.

It was incurable, and she found herself awake on the jet in the middle of the night journey. It was only three of them, coming back from San Diego where she'd gone along on a prison consult with JJ and Spencer.

JJ was out as soon as they got on the jet, curled up on the double seat, but all Y/n could do was look out the window at the dark sky and let her mind race.

The cold window pressed against her cheek was a constant reminder she was awake, and the tiny flickering of lights across the country should have been enough to put her to sleep. It was as relaxing as it could be without letting her sleep.

"What's wrong?" A voice unmistakably Spencer's made her jump in surprise as he sat on the single-seat across from her. He knew the signs, all of them from only two years ago after he'd been forced to watch someone he loved die.

Y/n flashed him a smile filled with false confidence, trying to brush his concern off. "Nothing."

He tipped his head to the side like he was asking if she seriously thought he'd believe that. "I can't help you if you don't tell me." He reminded her.

Over the three months, she'd worked with the team, they'd grown close. Of course, everyone was welcoming, but she found it easy to get along with Spencer. If her feelings weren't totally unreciprocated and bordering on inappropriate, she would have asked him out, but he'd only ever treated her like a colleague, so her little crush stayed buried.

"What makes you think I want you to help me?" She asked, much snarkier than she wanted to. Immediately, she felt guilty when she realized why she'd taken that tone. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay," Spencer assured her, reaching out to touch her hand. "How long has it been?"

Frowning, she wondered if he could possibly know, but it seemed unlikely. She'd only seen a side of him that was protective, articulate, and well presented, and while it was unrealistic, it wasn't hard to assume he was perfect. "What do you mean?" She hesitantly asked.

"Since you slept." He clarified, not willing to let her dodge the question.

"Three days." She mumbled, pulling her knees tighter to her chest like it would bring her human comfort. Over the months, she'd become more anxious, stressed, and generally sad, and she knew it wasn't just because of her job. It was dangerously near to a full-scale breakdown, teetering on the edge of a.

The look on Spencer's face was far from the judgment she expected. It was... caring in a way she wasn't sure she could care for herself. "L/n, you know you can't go on like that." He reminded her.

"How do you make it stop?" She asked voice just a whisper from trying not to cry. All the emotions were intense from the hours she'd spent awake, threatening to spill over at any moment. "I can't stop seeing...things when I close my eyes." She explained like he didn't get it, shivering as she envisioned the memories.

One thing Spencer hated about his job was the fact other people had to do it. Especially when they were as pure as Y/n was. The way she gripped his hand like it was her lifeline led him to deduce something else was going on.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but when was the last time someone hugged you?" He asked, rubbing his thumbs in circles.

Y/n had no idea what his question was supposed to mean, but she answered it regardless. "A long time."

"Come on." Spencer knew what he needed to do, pulling her out of her seat and over to the unoccupied couch.

Y/n's confused expression didn't stop as she tried to figure out what he possibly could have wanted. Spencer didn't let her hypothesize for too long, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her body into his chest.

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[Translation] Halloween 2023 - A capricious love for an endless night: Episode 6

Cain: Children...?

Oz: ...There are several children watching us from over there. It seems like they're peeking from behind the houses.

Cain: I see, then...

Cain: 《Gladius Procella》

Hooded woman: W-what... magic...?!

Bright-haired man: P-please forgive us! Please, just spare the children's lives...

Cain: I won't attack you with no reason. Come on, put your hand out.

Hooded woman: This is...

Young girl: A small, little star...? Did you just make this with magic?

Cain: Yeah, it's a wizard's sugar. It makes you feel better when you eat it, and it's sweet and delicious. I want to share it with everyone. Could you call the children over there?

Young girl: U-um...

Oz: ...Are you showing mercy?

Cain: It's not like that. What good would it do to intimidate such a small child?

Oz: …....

Cain: ...I understand. You didn't mean it that way, did you? I just remembered when we met the children in the Northern Country before. They were all thin, scared, and their voices were so choked up that they couldn't speak properly. I think the children here are a bit better off...

Oz: ........ I never cared about humans. Those who begged for help were a nuisance, but not enough to warrant my attention. But why do they keep trying to live in the same place?

Cain: Why, you ask...

Oz: I asked the same question in another place before. If they are going to entertain the wizards just to seek protection from them… Then isn't it their wish to find a new and more habitable land?

Cain: It’s true that a wizard like you might be able to do that much, but...

Hooded woman: No... We cannot ask for any more luxuries. In the face of powerful nature, we have no choice but to live frugally, our only indulgences are the occasional festival preparations… For we were born in this land that Lord Snow and Lord White love and care for. Oh, kind wizard. Accept this hospitality as a heartfelt offering from grateful souls.

Cain: ...I see. Alright, I'll accept it, of course. But hospitality, you know, is something that requires sincerity from both the host and the guest. So, I want you to accept my sincerity too. It may not be the way it's done in the Northern country, but I want to wholeheartedly accept your kindness.

Bright-haired man: But...

Young girl: Uhm...

Cain: Oh, you brought them? Okay, everyone, put your hands out and accept this. 《Gladius Procella》!

Freckled boy: Wow, amazing... It's like stars are falling into my palm!

Young girl: Beautiful... I've never seen magic before...

Hooded woman: This is the power of miracles...How ephemeral and beautiful...

Cain: Ah... I guess so. But our meeting today is even more miraculous.

Bright-haired man: Lord Wizard…

Cain: Cain is fine. Let's shake hands. I'm glad I met you all. Hey, would you like to show me around your village? I haven't been to the Northern country much. Your favorite places, your favorite foods...If you could show me those things, it would be the best hospitality I could ask for.

Village children: ......

Bright-haired man: ...Understood. If that is what you wish.

Hooded woman: We will have the village children guide you.

Cain: Ah, thank you! Oz, are you coming?

Oz: I'm good.

Hooded woman: Then, Sir Oz, this way...Would you like some drinks?

Bright-haired man: We can also offer you some light snacks. We'll grill some sweet vegetables grown under the snow and serve them with shaved rock salt.

Oz: ...Ah, I'll take it.

Young girl: Sir Cain, this way.

Freckled boy: There's a small market over there, so I'll show you around...

Cain: Whoa, a whirlwind...

Young girl: ...It's a wind that sometimes comes down from the mountains. There have been a lot of them lately.

Freckled boy: It's fluffy and warm, and it feels good...

Cain: ...Ah. Oz is right, it's a strange wind. (And there's a faint scent of flowers and fruits. This scent, I've smelled it somewhere before...)

*****

Snow: Hey, Thewlis. We're back.

White: It would be nice if you would show yourself after such a long time.

The villagers took water from the spring to use for their daily lives, and there were many springs of various sizes scattered throughout the village. Among them, the particularly large and deep spring at the back of the village seemed to be the main source of water.

Snow and White called out to the spring several times, but the surroundings remained completely silent with no response.

Akira: I guess he won't come out just because we call him, huh...?

Snow: It seems so. He may have seen our faces, but pretending not to know us.

White: Well, it's no use talking to beasts anyway. Let's just relax here for a while.

In addition to the change of clothes, the villagers had brought the twins all sorts of things. Lanterns, blankets, snacks, and drinks...A roofed terrace perched on the spring's edge served as the stage for their hospitality.

Seated on here, the twins seemed to become part of the landscape itself. Their adult forms fit perfectly in the space, mirroring its quiet nobility.

White: Ah, this is paradise.

Snow: Ah, it's really paradise.

Akira: The water here is warm and pleasant to the touch! It's like a real hot spring.

White: Hohoho, I'm glad you like it. We often used to come here to enjoy the scenery.

Snow: And so, we enjoyed the food and tea prepared by the villagers. Let's see... Oh, this is juice made from snowmelt berries! Sage, let me hold your glass.

White: This is a sweet treat made by soaking Marcia fruit in honey. Would you like me to feed you? Here, ahhhhh.

Akira: T-thank you. But I'll drink and eat it myself, so please don't worry about it!

Snow: Oh, your face is red.

White: Are you warm and flushed?

Akira: Sorry... I don't get the chance to relax with you two in your adult forms very often, so I'm a bit nervous...

Snow: Hohoho, is it. When you put it that way, it’s true.

White: But there's nothing wrong with being captivated by our charm in our adult form, is there, my dear Sage?

Akira: A, ahaha...

With their usual cute and adorable faces now adorned with a touch of alluring charm, the twins squinted their eyes and chuckled.

Whether it was due to the makeup or their natural allure, my face flushed with heat at their captivating expressions.

Snow: You are truly a pure and adorable soul.

White: You're so flustered by our adult charm. It seems that even the Sage would be easily charmed by Thewlis.

Akira: Eh? Is Thewlis considered to be such a sexy mythical beast?

Snow: Well, not as much as us, of course. His true form is a translucent beast, but he sometimes take the form of beautiful young man. And as I told you before, he has a strong power of charm to draw in partner. Like a pheromone, you see.

White: Humans and weak wizards can sometimes be drawn to the water's edge and fall under his spell. Just sometimes.

Snow: Indeed. I lightly warned the villagers to be wary of the beautiful young man who appears by the water's edge. So far, there have been no reports of any harm done.

White: Well, that's a relief for both us and the villagers.

Akira: I see... So the Thewlis in this spring has a weak power of charm. But even so, I still want to meet it. I don't get many opportunities to see mythical beasts...

Snow: You're right. It's been a while since we've been here, so let's offer some wine by the water's edge. Maybe it'll show up on a whim.

White: Then I'll have some honey candies prepared. It's a hard candy made from tree sap. I remember you liked it when I gave you some before.

Snow: Great! But I'd like some warm tea too. It's delicious to melt the honey candy in your mouth and drink it with tea, right?

White: Hohoho. You're such a sweet tooth, Snow. Then I'll go get a teapot and some tea leaves. Please leave it to me, my dear Sage.

Akira: Thank you!

White's figure gradually fades into the distance amidst the faint snow-covered scenery.The soothing sound of flowing water echoed, and the surface of the spring rippled in the wind.

Akira: This’s a lovely place... It has a different atmosphere from the other villages in the North.

Snow: Yes, yes, it does. It's been hundreds of years since we left this village, and yet it still continues to thrive, albeit in a small way. I haven’t visited here for a long time, but the scenery and the air haven't changed at all. It's a remote place, but I liked it here. Not just for the scenery, but also because it gave me a sense of longing for the unknown.

Akira: Longing...for the unknown?

Episode 5 | Episode 7

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Ch.98 - Baler Riley

Previous Chapter - Masterlist - Next Chapter

Baler Harrison officially becomes a Riley

Author's Note: This chapter may suck and is the typical filler, but I wanted to put something out to let my dedicated readers know that I didn't abandon this book! I'm currently hauling livestock across the country (literally) and have been driving almost nonstop to make it. Just in case anyone was curious, I picked up a horse in northern Kentucky and am on my way to Washington state - currently spending my last night in Montana before hitting the road again, then I go to pick up another horse in Spokane and deliver it to Las Vegas, THEN go to Texas and pick up another to take to Oklahoma, T H E N have to go to Kentucky to pick up hay for my contractor. I'm having a busy two weeks. Just know I still love you all!

Late into the night, Simon struggled to stay awake as he lay on his back, his arm folded behind his head he toyed with the keys on the remote with his free hand, huffing as even the horror movie that briefly held his interest led his eyelids to become heavier and heavier. Kiera was merely the same, except she was restless for a completely different reason - the following day made Baler's position in their family official. Meaning that not only would he carry Simon's last name as one of his own children, but he would be the first to set an example for Jacob and Evie, to be a secondary protector for not only Simon's children, but Kiera as well, to put himself through school and to have the parents he had always desired.

His head turned to glance at Kiera, laying on her side and her back facing towards him. He knew she was on the brink of sleep, but just as restless as he was except she had been restless due to the excitement of making Baler's adoption official and not just a thought. "What's going through that pretty mind, love?" Simon whispered through the darkness, his right hand gently laying on her exposed hip and his thumb beginning to rub small circles against her skin.

She breathed a giggle, "About how you can sit and watch a horror movie at two in the morning knowing the light from the TV keeps me awake."

"Says the one who fell asleep when I first put the movie on," He chuckled, gently patting her hip. "I even put on low volume and captions so I wouldn't keep you up."

He opened his arm to her when he sensed she was turning over to lay on his chest, a playful and bright smile plastering across her face, Simon knowing that she was tempted to poke at him with sarcasm. "I can't help you pick out the most boring movies that put me to sleep." She giggled.

Simon knew she usually didn't mind horror movies - tending to enjoy the fiction more than the tales based on a true story. Simon, however, liked movies based from a true story - enjoying documentaries and biographies whenever he'd find the time to base his attention to the television.

He chuckled at her taunting, pulling her closer into him while his hand kept her stray hairs from her face, feeling her nuzzle her head against him as she made herself get comfortable against him and welcoming his warmth. "I must say that this movie is pretty good."

"Hm, what did you pick out this time?"

He grumbled as he couldn't remember the title, using his other hand to grasp the remote and pause the movie, "Annabelle Comes Home." He replied.

"Christ," She grumbled, shaking her head. "I hate those movies."

"Why?"

"They freak me out," She giggled. "I haven't seen this one I don't think."

"Well, I'll fill you in by what I've seen so far: the overly curious lass went into a room she wasn't supposed to, opened the case and let that bloody creepy doll out, and now I'm sure it's going to terrorize the kid and babysitter."

"Of course," She scoffed, subtly using Simon's chest to hide her eyes from the promising jump scare she knew those movies provided, giggling when Simon's hand clasped around her head and closed his fingers over her eyes, preventing her from jumping at the horror and spreading his fingers over her eyes for her to continue watching the movie after the jump scare was over. "You should watch a funny movie when you're trying to stay awake. They're more entertaining."

"Love, I've seen you kill a man with your bare hands. That's scarier than some movie."

She scoffed, "How's that scary? I was just doing my job."

"Seeing a woman kill a man twice her size? That's bloody frightening." He poked, chuckling as he pulled her closer into his chest, loving how she would cling to him during the build-up to the next scare from the movie, embracing how she clung to him for comfort. Never gets old.

The next morning, Simon gladly - and willingly - helped Baler by giving him tips on how to dress presentable for an important event, even helping the teen comb back his hair as Baler had trouble himself with his natural and thick curly hair. "Okay, now I just need some cologne..." Baler hummed to himself as he stood in front of the mirror in Simon and Kiera's bathroom.

"Not so fast, lad," Simon scoffed, lightly tapping his arm as he finished combing back Baler's thick hair. "You may be a young man, but you're still a kid. No need to be trying to get girls yet."

A playful smirk splayed on the teen's lips, desperate to poke at Simon as he had been a few days overdue, "When did you start dating?"

He glared at him through the mirror, his brown eyes nearly holding a dangerous gleam to them as the question was not only personal, but definitely intruding on Simon's personal life before he met Kiera. "Never had time to date." He grumbled.

"I don't believe that-"

"Believe it."

"I think you had a lot of bitches when you were younger," He snickered. "Cologne had to have been your secret because there ain't no way you got 'em by your looks."

"First of all, never refer to girls or women as bitches," Simon arched his brow. "And believe me, I had no problem getting a girlfriend when I was your age. I at least didn't have to wear cologne to attract them."

"Ouch."

"You deserved it," He arched his brow. "You're going to learn from my mistakes and not end up like me."

"So... you did have women by the lot?"

"I'll just say this: I was a barracks bunny when I first started in the military. Thought I was on top of the world doing a good job and having a lot of women who wanted to be with me. I had a lot of growing up to do."

"Maybe I want to end up like you..."

"Trust me, you don't."

Although Simon was oblivious to what Baler truly meant, still stuck behind the haze of his past.

Baler noticed this, seeing a slight frown on Simon's face as it was clear he was thinking about something far worse than what Baler could have imagined, "But I do..."

"What makes you think that?"

"You have a family. Someone who loves you."

"I don't deserve it." He huffed through his nose.

"I guess you don't listen to Ms. Kiera, huh?"

He couldn't help but smirk at the sound of Kiera's name, "I do, but I tease her about not listening to her just to piss her off."

The pair chuckled. "I don't think she likes being pissed off too much."

"She doesn't, but it's amusing to me. I just don't exaggerate it too much. I'd like to sleep in the same bed at night."

"Maybe you should spend a couple of nights in that shed out back like you made me do."

"You deserved it that time, need I remind you."

"Fair point."

"Bloody hell," He huffed. "Go put your shoes on. We have to be at the courthouse in an hour."

"Yes, sir."

Simon shook his head at Baler's antics as he exited the bathroom, a smile spreading across his face as he had entered the kitchen to see Kiera sneaking a mid-morning snack, dressed in a flattering pair of blue jeans and knitted sweater to accommodate the cold Wyoming weather. "What?" She giggled, her mouth full.

"Just looking at you, love."

"Not much to look at." She grumbled with a playful roll of her eyes, turning her back towards him and covering her mouth as she chewed.

"Just enough for me," He hummed, his breath against her ear as he had caged her between his arms and nearly pinning her against the counter. She giggled into his touch, subtly craning her neck to give him more access while he peppered loving kisses against her soft skin. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you," She blushed. "Is Baler ready yet? We need to leave soon. The babysitter should be here in a couple of minutes."

Simon furrowed his brows, "What babysitter? I thought your mum said last night that she wanted to watch them for you?"

"Well, mom also forgot about the doctor's appointment she needed to take dad to, so I had to call one."

"You didn't think to mention this to me, love?"

"Why do that when you know?"

"Wh-?" He questioned in confusion, pausing for a moment before realizing. "Fuck no."

"You know they'll be just fine with Soap and Teeter for a couple of hours-"

"A couple of hours is too long. Those two will probably fuck on our bed-"

"No they won't."

He scoffed, "And you're certain of this how?"

"I'm not certain, but I'm sure they have the common decency to wait until they're home to do that."

"Kiera, they literally went and railed each other in the woods after he proposed and didn't give a bloody recall that we were all there."

"You have a point... But, in their defense, me and you never waited until we got home either sometimes..."

He smirked at the comment, remembering how he had bent her over a barrel at the barn one night after everyone had gone to bed, leaving just him and Kiera to finish up from the day's work, the pair unable to wait until they got home into their own bed. It is kind of exciting to fuck and wonder if you'll get caught or not...

"Well, unlike them, we actually waited until nobody was around."

He watched as she sighed deeply before rolling her eyes, jumping slightly at the sudden sound of a rasped knock on the front door, "Oh! The sitters are here-"

"I'll get it."

"Why're you so mad for?" She giggled. "Upset that it wasn't some hot girl babysitting your kids?"

He hated how she always assumed that he would want someone else, but he forced himself to attempt to understand her reasoning for saying it as it had always been a fear of hers, masking the behavior as playful. "No, I already have you to look at. I'm pissed because knowing Johnny, he'll purposely send me pictures of him holding our son and daughter just to make me mad-"

"-Jealous," She corrected, arching her brow. "You're pissed that he's watching them because you know you'll be jealous of someone else holding our children."

"I'm not jealous."

"If you say so," She grinned. "Are you going to let them in or?"

He huffed, opening the front door with a blast of cold air hitting his face followed by an eager Soap and Teeter waiting to come in. "Seargent MacTavish reporting to his post." Soap snickered, immediately starting to push Simon's buttons.

With a huff, Simon shut the door after Soap's comment, only to receive a devilish glare from Kiera, arching her brow as if she were warning him to be on his best behavior or else. "Simon."

With a subtle roll of his eyes, he grasped the doorknob to open it again, forcing a grateful nod at Soap and Teeter's presence, "I assume Kiera looked under the discounted babysitters-"

"Simon!" She warned.

Again.

"Right, sorry. Clearanced-"

"Simon Riley!"

"You know, L.T., you may talk to me like a bastard, treat me like a bastard, and assume me as a bastard, but if you didn't do any of those things, I'd assume you hated me." Soap shrugged, fist-bumping Simon's shoulder after letting Teeter enter the house first, smirking at the hateful glare Simon flashed him. "Alright, K, where's my favorite nephew?" He asked, rubbing his palms together.

"They're sleeping. Don't bother them unless you hear one of them crying." Simon answered for her, his jealousy growing painfully obvious.

"Damn, who pissed in yer Cheerios this mornin'?" Teeter poked.

"He's always pissed off. Nothing new," Soap shrugged. "You'll grow used to it. If he doesn't talk to you like he hates you, then he doesn't like you."

"Ain't nothin' but obvious that he don't like you watchin' his kids," She chuckled. "He afraid they'll love ye more, baby."

"Probably."

"Fuckin' hell," Simon grumbled under his breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Love, you should probably give them the run-down on how things go before I stay behind and leave you and Baler to it."

"Oh, no," Kiera arched her brow. "You have to be there for this. You can't just not show up for the official title of his dad."

"Woah, yer that kid's daddy now?"

"Unfortunately-"

"Simon. Stop," Kiera warned again, knowing he didn't mean what he had just said, but retorted out of frustration.

Something he had still yet to work on improving. "We're officially going to be adopting him, yes."

"Ain't that good!" Teeter smiled. "Ye might as well get ready for a gaggle of girls coming over when he brings 'em home from school!"

"Over my dead fucking body."

"Baler!" Kiera shouted suddenly after looking down at the time on her watch. "It's time for us to go!"

"Coming!" He shouted back, the sound of his footsteps increasing with every hasty step down the wooden floor of the hallway.

"You and Simon can wait in the truck. I'm going to give them their instructions and I'll meet you outside."

"Yes, ma'am," Baler nodded, looking up at Kiera with a gleam of excitement in his eyes. "Um... Is this okay to wear?"

It was simple, yet presentable - the maroon button-up shirt they had bought him for Christmas along with a pair of nice denim "town jeans" that Eva had gotten him, and a pair of clean boots.

"It's perfect," She smiled encouragingly, watching him meet Simon at the front door before they seemed to exit towards the truck, Kiera oblivious to the fact that Simon had told Baler to start the truck while he waited at the doorway, unable to keep himself from leaving Kiera behind, even in the safety of their own home. "Alright, I had already pumped for today and they usually eat around every two to four hours. Evie usually eats first and Jacob sleeps a lot more. When she starts crying, that's how I know she's hungry." She began to explain to Teeter, knowing she would understand it more than Soap in comparison.

"So do I just pick her up and bring her in here...?"

"Keep them in their room." Simon answered for her, leaning against the doorway and searching for a reason to reschedule.

"But what if I wanted to spend some time with them and bring them in here so they can watch TV?" Soap asked genuinely.

"They're fucking babies, Johnny-"

"Simon. Go wait in the truck." Kiera repeated in her warning tone, growing frustrated at his overprotectiveness over no worry at all.

The group waited until he did as he was told, leaving with a warning of "if you pick them up, I expect you to cradle them like a bloody egg."

"Why's he so strung up for, K?" Teeter asked after watching him leave. "Ain't been givin' him none?"

"That's not it," She sighed. "He's just really overprotective and controlling when it comes to our two. He doesn't like not being able to check on them when he desires. It's an act of congress just to get him to stay home while I go to the store with them-"

"I get that. Handlin' two on your own has to be hard."

"I think it's because he's afraid of losing them, Kiera," Soap added, empathy in his voice. "I'd be the same way. He's the ultimate definition of helicopter dad. Ever since- well, I won't repeat it, he's been very overprotective of you and those babies."

"I know. He'll eventually learn to relax a bit. I'm sure he's glad it's you two watching them instead of some stranger-"

"I know he is. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have said a word to us." Soap chuckled.

"Yeah, we know he don't mean nothin' by it. Like baby said, if he doesn't pick on us, it means he don't like us." Teeter shrugged.

Kiera nodded in agreement before looking at her watch again, "You're right. I wrote instructions on a piece of paper and put it on the fridge. Make yourselves at home - wait, don't make yourselves too at home."

"Ye ain't got to worry about that," Teeter snickered. "We done played Big Chief this mornin'."

"Jesus," She scoffed. "I left your money on the counter for watching them. I'll call you when we're on our way home."

"Ms. Kiera... I'm so nervous," Baler breathed from the back seat of the truck, clutching onto his jeans with sweaty palms. Wh-What if they say no?"

"You won't be having to call me Ms. Kiera after today, Baler," She smiled from the front seat. "You don't have to worry about a thing."

He flashed a weak grin from the back seat, a mix of emotions flooding throughout his mind - both excitement and anxiety. "Well, what can I call you?"

She and Simon glanced at each other before she smiled at him, "Mom."

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astralartefact · 7 months

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dawntrail fanfest thoughts (& prayers) Part II London

(Part I >> here)

Pour one out for Krile, I miss her.

My opinion hasn't really changed so far, still pretty optimistic over here. I didn't really get anything I really wanted (except for one thing, we'll get to it), but the things I didn't really like weren't catastrophic either, so... Let's just get into it.

Viper I don't know if I like this more or less than I would have liked Corsair (which I wouldn't have liked bc I think pirates are boring). I like the concept of the two combined swords and I think it could look very flashy, but from what I've seen so far I'm not particularly interested, the in-game job trailer really didn't do anything for me.

I guess it's because this job seems very very FF16 to me but in a bad way. Lore and Realism but with fantasy fire effects just doesn't really make for an iconic aesthetic imo... but hey, maybe they just hid the best parts from the job introduction video, they showed like two or three skills at most lol. But who knows.

But as long as I get my Green Mage/Pictomancer I'm not going to complain too much about this one. Good for the people who really love this! Love that for you!

My Green Mage/Pictomancer Hopes and Dreams Koji said "We should look to his [Yoshi-P's] hints from last fanfest" for the remaining job - so Pictomancer is still possible!!!!!! It's not over until it's over!!!

I once again realize that I shouldn't have gotten myself attached to something that might not actually be happening. If they don't do Green Mage/They do Green Mage wrong I will be so disappointed lol

It's just that I can see them do your average generic Druid instead because 'something something we need to cater to a western audience now bc FF16, Final Fantasy legacy stuff is cringe actually so we need to make everything generic western fantasy to be taken seriously' and I'm very much not here for that. Just give me a charming little Green Mage with a big staff or maybe with a judge's mallet - or maybe like one of those shogun war fans??? But I'll take whatever, even the weird ugly little gimmick you're bound to come up with.

The Limited Job Beastmaster and if it's not it better be something truly out there and not just some half-assed BS. Yoshi-P, you have to show the community you listen just a little bit, it's getting dire out here.

Eliminator Is it just me being desperate for Hamauzu-based Remixes or does this thing exude FF13 energy... Makes me wonder if the Tural-based Technology we've seen in that one dungeon art might be FF13 inspired? I just hope it isn't just Allagan again, make it another nation that lived around that time.

The Areas Kozama'uka looks really pretty... I love when fantasy background elements you can't even reach are "too big" (like FF7 Remake's Midgar Skyboxes) - so I guess Shaaloani still has a chance to win me over depending on whatever we find there. Speaking of which: Shaaloani is exactly what I pictured/dreaded a New World based expansion would look like and I do not particularly like it, I was hoping we would be save from bargain bin wild west stuff at least until we went to Northern Tural. I also hope that the pseudo-oil stuff is just lore and won't be a big part of the msq because good gravy Yoshi-P hire a diversity consultant already I'm dying over here.

The Graphics Update Now let's give it up for the real MVP of the day for all of us no graphic mod people (and to the graphic mod people that complain 'we already had that for years', quit your yappin, 85% of you don't have taste anyways.) The new lighting stuff looks amazing - especially what they did with the fog, it looks gorgeous, I'm so excited. The lighting updates on the character models look so good, too... I think you can really see the difference in that picture they showed of the femRoe scholar in the new AF gear. And the glow up on Midlander Face 1 is amazing. Is that even allowed?? This was slumbering under there all this time???

The Alliance Raid Let's just all pretend we never thought Sakaguchi was going to do them (even though he literally said he wouldn't want to do one) and never talk about it again.

Anyways. FF11. Leaving the best thing for last - this is the thing I was really happily surprised by.

I'm so happy for FF11 :) That game has it fcking rough. It's constantly the one Final Fantasy game that's just. Not even considered. Even what we would reasonably call "Real" FF fans always just leave it out of everything because "MMO" (of course ever since shb that became "the worse MMO" instead) and casual gamers - even ones that play certain FF games - probably don't even realize that nobody ever talks about 11.

But it has so many cool concepts that would warrant a treatment like Eden with FF8 - meanwhile FF14 is directly built on things 11 provided, so many of our base fundamentals, so many generic mob designs, so many of our job concepts, so many things we just take for granted come from FF11 but it still never really got the same attention as the other FFs. Yeah, Eureka and Bozja are kind of based on it, but the way it is referenced is just so different from how most of the other FFs are represented in the game - it's always just the other MMO and it deserves to be treated the same as the others: as the mainline Final Fantasy game that it is.

So I hope they give it the respect it deserves. I need these to be better than Ivalice, just so FF11 gets enshrined somewhere in some way. Their legacy is on the line, Yoshida, so don't fuck it up!!!!! And make sure to include Memoro de la Stono because I like it!!!

I do hope they don't just make one of the Reflections actual FF11 Vana'diel though, I think that would be kind of lazy, it only worked with Y:DA and even there I'm the only person who liked that because I think Kingdom Hearts Bullshit Timeline Shenanigans are fun. I hope this is a FF14 version of Vana'diel like how Ivalice is our Ivalice - with certain concepts reinterpreted through our lense while others reappear almost identically, similar to the FF12 summons.

Now, I haven't actually played 11, I'm just a passionate bystander in all of this, but the one recommendation on things 11 I can give is the Record Keeper version of Awakening - most Record Keeper arrangements are amazing (see FF13's Blinding Light) but this is definitely one of their best.

Anyways! I'm really excited for what they do with it! I don't have any particular fear they're going to fuck the raids up, from a pure spectacle standpoint (the only standpoint that matters) they generally only get better. (except for eulogia) (fuck eulogia) I do hope they make them a little more challenging again, but I also won't be mad if they don't. Just don't ruin your own lore again like with Eulogia (fuck eulogia)! Also, I would love to see the Ark Angels, especially their armors as raid drops kthxbye <3

#ffxiv #ff14 #dawntrail

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supernovaodessa · 1 year

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Hi! Hope you’re having a good day or evening.

🐶 - Do you have any pets?

🐷 - What’s your favourite animal?

🛩 - If travelling was free, where’s the first place you’d go?

Hi, babes!

First off, oh my fucking god I miss you 🥺🖤 Life has been so crazy and I haven't been able to be active on Tumblr much, but when ever I come across something Oscar Isaac or Pedro Pascal related I think of you 🥰 Did you see Pedro at the Met Gala?! Just in case you didn't, here he is 😅

Look at that leggy! He's giving Angelina Jolie vibes and I'm dying.

ANYWAYS 🙈 Sorry for digressing.

I do have a pet 🥰 Her name is Phoebe. Her adoption day is actually coming up on May 14th 🥹 This will be my 9th year with her and she turns 10 in August. All she wants is cuddles and for you to pet her tummy as she gives you lovey eyes. Her favorite activities include second breakfast and second dinner. And she LOVES olives. Fucking loves them. I always ask her "how come your feetsies so little and how do they support that biiiiig body?" 🥹😭

(I also care for a little squirrel in my backyard that I've seen for years. His name is Gus Gus and he is the runt of his family. Can't hide a nut or a piece of apple to save his life, but that's why I love him. May be a bit dim, but he thanks me by legit planting random seeds in my garden every year and a new flower blooms. Last year it was sun flowers.

I love animals more than people, so I don't know if I could pick just one?! I love cats. So much. I will always have a kitteh in my life. But I also love deer and elephants. I love how they're a matriarchal society, how they form bonds and take care of their young. As well as their ability to retain memories.

If travelling were free, I'd get my ass over to Spain to pick up someone who means a lot to me. Then I'd take us anywhere in the world, like Norway, where we could rent one of those igloos and see the Northern Lights. Like this:

Sending you all the love in the world, my gorgeous friend. I hope with all my heart that life is treating you kindly. If I had my way, we'd get together when ever we want. Drink copious glasses of wine, eat the most delicious snacks and talk into the early hours of the morning 🖤🖤🖤🖤

#ask game #fave mutuals #mine #personal #please forgive my tangents lol

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gra-sonas · 2 years

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You went to a Harry Styles concert???

YES, I DID, AND IT WAS THE MOST GLORIOUS NIGHT EVER!

(not my pic but I'm in it - somewhere left to the yellow polka dots)

50K (!!!) people were there

and we all sang and danced for 2hrs straight (not that anyone was straight at that concert, I've never seen so many pride flags in one place, and that alone made me unbelievably happy 🥹).

Today, I have basically no voice (no calls scheduled, phew), I keep scrolling through millions of pics and videos, and I'm just so (SO) grateful that I got to have this experience. 🥹

Harry was in such a good mood, and I like to believe that he felt all the love being yelled/screamed/sung back at him. 🥰

We had a coming out (YOU GO, LISA 🏳️‍🌈), a baby gender reveal ("IT'S A GIRL!"), he counted to 20 in German (it's the little things, y'know xD), and nearing the end of the concert, he grabbed a "MY BODY MY CHOICE" sign from someone, held it up, and then placed it against the drum kit, visible to everyone for the rest of the concert. 🙌

(not my pic, but that's him with the sign)

I'll admit that I wasn't a huge Harry fan before. I liked his music well enough, thought he's quite cool, adored his queer-positivity etc (and imo his sense of fashion is also something everyone should aspire to have 💯👌), but that was the extent of me being a fan of his. I didn't even plan to go to the concert initially (it was sold out so fast months ago, there wasn't much time to think about it anyway).

But then I kept seeing all the pics and vids from the earlier [European] HSLOT concerts, and I was like "I WANT THAT 🥺". Then, last Sunday (!) evening, I was lucky enough to snag a ticket someone'd returned, and so I went.

BEST. DECISION. EVER!!! It was absolutely incredible, the audience was ON FIRE, and we all kept singing at the top of our lungs throughout the concert (I'm so glad that I listened to nothing but a playlist of the HSLOT set list for the past week, I was able to keep up with all the singing and knew my lyrics 🤓).

Apparently, last night's venue's one of the largest he'll play during his tour (only Wembley's bigger, and I think the stadium in Dublin is around the same size as the one last night), and a bunch of his fans had organized a "rainbow lights project". They handed out tiny stickers and crêpe paper in rainbow colors ahead of the concert, for people to cover their flashlights, and during "Love of my Life", we held up our colored "flashlights" and projected a rainbow throughout the stadium. GOOSEBUMPS! 🥺😭

(pic via OWildeLarry on Twitter) - the pic is a bit too bright (thanks, modern phone cameras xD), irl the rainbow colors were more visible. Harry noticed and thanked us mid-song. 😭

Gosh, he's so precious, I adore him. 🥺🥺🥺

Anyway, I'm definitely a HARRY FAN™ now, and the next time he's coming to Northern Germany, I'LL BE THERE! 💃

(Hopefully, Covid will be more manageable then, I was pretty much the only person wearing a mask throughout the concert - inconvenient and annoying, but I really REALLY don't want to catch Covid - and dancing/singing without a damp FFP2 mask covering half of my face would the THE DREAM 🤪)

#nonnie asks #🎶 we danced all night to the best songs ever 🎶

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fifteenth-entity · 2 years

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Ok you asked for books so here you go:

Northen Lights (1st book of a trilogy called His Dark Materials)

Treasure Island

Magnus Chase (i won't say pjo cause it is a lot books, this series has only three)

The Last Wild (it is supposed to be for kids/young teens but it's a great book)

Gideon the Ninth

Cemetery Boys

Mistborn

They both die at the end (im reading this now and im not sure if i like it or not but im adding it to the list anyway)

(Half of these are ya but the others recommended a lot of adult fiction so yeah)

... someday i will receive an ask for a book i have read- (/j, i know most of these books tho and i have some Thoughts)

... but damn that's a lot of books, this will take a while, thank you tho

Northern Lights

Okay, I read the synopsis and it definitely seemed up my alley, and then I dug a little deeper into the his dark materials trilogy and suddenly... i couldn't find northern lights? but i found the golden compass, which is a series i know about, and ive been very intrigued for a long time. I don't know what the difference is? this feels like a mystery waiting to be uncovered, unless im completely and totally blind. it says the golden compass and northern lights are pretty much the same book, the first book from the same trilogy, but the synopsis is different, but the characters are the same. I really wanna read golden compass, so by proxy i guess this also means i wanna read northern lights? dont get me wrong, it sounds interesting and the premise sounds like something that's totally up my alley, but im left more confused than i was in the beginning. semi enthusiastic yes? but yeah, i wanna read the golden compass, and northern lights definitely sounds interesting, save for the little hiccup along the way.

2. Treasure Island

again, this is semi cheating, but i've been to plays for treasure island, and i had a bad straight to dvd movie about it, and i REALLY enjoyed it, but i've never seen the disney version. i remember i really liked the protagonist, and to be honest, i didn't even know it was a book? but now that i know, im deeply intrigued. this seems like some good ass pirate fiction, and im really interested now. thanks for bringing this to my knowledge-

3. Magnus Chase

honestly, you did good by bringing up magnus chase instead of pjo, cuz that would've been a resounding ~no~. im not ready for that kind of commitment. buuut magnus chase is a different story. i definitely want to read magnus chase at some point in the future, although i do prefer dark and grimy norse mythology fiction like god of war (yes, i know it's 'greek mythology' and has a lot of inaccuracies, but i really loved the game play of it so we forgive it) and depending on how dark and grimy this series is i might change my mind, so we'll see, but it's definitely on my list.

4. The Last Wild

I assume this is by piers torday, and i have to say... im sadly not convinced. the premise sounds interesting? but i'd be more enticed to read nils holgersson than the last wild. too many bugs in the synopsis.

5. Gideon the Ninth

LMAOO you know i wanna read this. it sounds so dark and grimy and edgy and im just very excited for when i muster up the courage to read it. im expecting a little bit of ebony d'arkness dementia raven way from it, but that's the kinda shit i love, so this is a compliment. also, finally, some good necromancer content.

6. Cemetery boys

OUGH. i wanna read this one so bad. more than gideon the ninth. I'm really really interested, i dont fully understand what's going on in the synopsis, but color me fuckin intrigued, i wanna know what happens, i wanna have some good ass queer fiction, and this seems like the particular subgenre of supernatural that i really enjoy. it's in my sight for the near future, hopefully.

7. Mistborn

... listen, i know this is probably very different, and you know how i feel about heists, and a lot of the other details don't match up, maybe even the dates are different, but this sounds like a six of crows spinoff by a different author. i know mistborn came 10 years earlier, but my expectations for this book, if i am to ever read it, are through the roof, purely because of six of crows. i cant say anything more? because i am not one who knows right now, so... maybe?

8. They both die at the end

you torture me. you know ive been on the hunt for this book and have found it twice yet once in greek and once in jaundice orange and i cannot have it. I WANT TO READ IIIT, i wanna be part of the culture :( and it seems interesting? i really wanna know what this doomsday-ish book will make me feel. plus... gay.

#asks #book list #yay i knew most of these :D

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