#i'm 'yes and i go every month except in the summer'

[some-stars]

i suddenly became curious and then remembered i had a way to sate that curiosity (assuming people oblige me by reblogging this)

as usual, please vote and reblog! also feel free to tag your response and general geographic area!

#polls #i'm 'yes and i go every month except in the summer' #and houston texas #it's not a world class zoo but it's improved a LOT in the last 25 years #it's a solid state class zoo. also it's mine so i love it

[steddieas-shegoes]

oh love, i'm terrified

for @steddielovemonth prompt 'love is terrifying'

rated t | 1,585 words | cw: negative self views | tags: falling in love, getting together, love confessions, sappy and fluffy

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He thought he was being obvious.

He doesn't do this stuff for everyone else. He doesn't show up after work to hang out for no reason other than just wanting to be around the other person. He doesn't talk on the phone for three hours in the middle of the night to comfort the other person after nightmares. He doesn't fucking stargaze with anyone.

But with Eddie he does. Steve always goes out of his way for Eddie.

He knows why, and he feels like everyone can see it too: he loves him.

But somehow, Eddie doesn't see it, or chooses not to.

Even Dustin, oblivious to human emotion as anyone else Steve's ever met, pulled him aside after Hellfire one night --yes, he even attends Hellfire now-- to ask if he knew he was flirting with Eddie so much.

Robin and Nancy had called him out on two different occasions for touching him too much in public, but he hadn't even realized his hand had gone to his waist!

And Eddie still seemed clueless.

Or at least, most of the time he seemed clueless.

Sometimes, though, Steve could swear he looked at him in a specific way, a way that Steve would think is understanding and maybe even returned feelings. But he never said anything, never did anything out of the ordinary for Eddie.

Months of wondering what the hell he could do differently, months of being less and less subtle every day, months of showing how much he loved him without actually saying it.

All for Eddie to still be oblivious.

But not tonight,

Tonight, he was going to Eddie's to have dinner and watch a movie. Wayne was on a fishing trip with his buddies from work, and all the kids were at the same summer camp, probably torturing underpaid teenage counselors.

No interruptions were possible.

He could bring out all his moves, and if Eddie still didn't get it by the end of the night, maybe he could even use his words.

"Dinner's almost ready!" Eddie yelled from the kitchen as Steve let himself in. "I didn't burn anything!"

Steve rolled his eyes fondly. "Sounds like something someone who burnt dinner would say."

"I didn't! I mean one edge is a little crispy on the lasagna, but I think that's because our oven is older than Wayne. You think the government could've given us a better oven for my troubles, but apparently not," Eddie turned to Steve standing in the doorway. "You look...nice."

Steve always liked to look nice, but he'd decided to dress up a little bit tonight, try to make his intentions clear right from the start. His hair was done as usual, but he was wearing his khaki slacks instead of jeans and his nicest navy polo instead of the t-shirts he'd mostly been wearing outside of work. He even sprung for his watch that his dad gave him as a graduation gift. He hated to know how much money was wasted on it, but it did look nice.

"Thanks. You do too," Steve replied.

Eddie looked down at his own clothes and back up at Steve. "Dude, I'm wearing sweats and a t-shirt that has more holes than cloth. You don't have to lie."

"I'm not lying. You always look best when you're comfy," Steve shrugged. "Need help with anything?"

Eddie shook his head. "Not unless you wanna grab beers from the fridge. I forgot to get some this afternoon so they're just Wayne's PBRs, but a cold beer's a good beer, right?"

"Right," Steve agreed, walking to the fridge to grab the beers.

Dinner went as dinner usually does, except they actually sat at the table this time instead of the couch. Eddie seemed surprised when Steve set his things down in front of the chair he only sat in to keep Eddie company while he planned for campaigns, but just silently joined him.

They talked and joked, they made themselves laugh so hard beer almost came out of Eddie's nose. It was perfect.

After, Steve started working on the dishes, Eddie standing by the counter watching.

He was quiet, which was unusual, especially when no one else was around to fill the silence.

"Everything okay, Eds?" Steve asked as he scrubbed a particularly difficult area on a fork.

"What? Oh. Yeah."

Steve turned to look at him, suddenly worried when he saw Eddie's face turned down to the floor. This wasn't them. They'd just had a nice dinner, and now Eddie was being...shy?

Now was his chance. He could say it. Robin would be proud of him for finally just doing it.

Hell, he'd be proud of himself for doing it.

But something seemed wrong, and the last thing Steve wanted was to turn a good night bad because he couldn't reign in his feelings for a bit.

He wiped his hands on the towel by the sink and turned fully towards Eddie.

"What's wrong?"

Eddie shook his head once, then sighed. "I kind of feel like I've been wined and dined tonight. And that's ridiculous because you're just one of my best friends, and you're straight, and it's all been in my head for months, but-"

"Woah. Wait." Steve interrupted. "You've been noticing that for months? And you didn't say anything?"

"Well, no. I didn't wanna ruin our friendship because I can't handle my own hopes getting up." Eddie leaned away from Steve further. "I know you don't mean it that way. I don't want you to change anything."

"Eds-"

"And if you do want to, that's fine! Whatever would make you comfortable. I just have to say it's feeling very 'I have romantic feelings' for you territory and I know you don't so."

"Eddie."

"I'm also not good at that though. No one's ever shown interest in me other than one girl in high school who ended up moving away a week later so I didn't even have to break her heart."

Steve crashed his lips to Eddie's, half hoping it would shut him up, and half hoping he would somehow keep rambling. He kind of loved watching him ramble.

It did shut him up. Even when Steve pulled away, Eddie's silence was deafening.

"Sorry. I should've asked if I could first, but I don't think you would have even heard me. Was that okay?" Steve asked.

"Why did you do that?" Eddie sounded heartbroken.

That's not what Steve wanted at all.

"I wanted to. I have wanted to."

"No you don't."

This was not going the way Steve had hoped for. "How would you know I don't?"

"Because I'm me! I'm just the dude who gets the good weed, and says funny shit, and cooks dinner sometimes. I'm not a girl Steve Harrington falls in love with, or even takes on a date. I'm not the type you build a relationship and future with. I'm just the guy who gets to watch everyone else do that. I'm not good for that."

"What the hell do you mean?" Steve was angry now. Who had convinced Eddie he couldn't have good things, couldn't be loved or love someone, couldn't be important? "You're Eddie Munson. You saved us all from an evil wizard dude and nearly died doing it. You're the guy who makes me a sandwich when I come over for Hellfire even though there's strict no eating during the campaign rules because you know I've been working all day and need to eat. You turn all my bad days good, and make my life better just because you're you."

"Steve-"

"My turn." Steve crowded him against the counter, hands cupping his cheeks and eyes boring into Eddie's. "I need you to understand something. I've been trying to show how much I care about you, how much I love you, for months, and I've been thinking I've just been terrible at it. I thought I truly did lose all my charm. I've been pulling all my moves out for you. I was starting to think maybe you just were trying to ignore it all to let me down easy, but it isn't that. It's because you don't see how fucking amazing you are, isn't it?"

Eddie's eyes were shining with unshed tears.

"Because you are. You're incredible. Maybe the best person I've ever known other than Robin. I find excuses to be near you. I find reasons to talk to you. I didn't even have a nightmare the other night, I just wanted to hear your voice. I'm in love with you. Like, the real stupid, do anything for you even if it hurts me kind. And if you don't feel anything for me besides friendship, I'll leave right now and I'll do my best to get over it so we can be friends."

"And if I do?"

"If you do love me, then you should kiss me."

"I've never kissed anyone."

"That's not true. We kissed two minutes ago," Steve smirked, his heart racing in his chest.

"I'm scared," Eddie's whispered admittance nearly broke Steve's heart.

"Oh love, I'm terrified. Love is like that. But we've faced scarier things, haven't we?"

Eddie's soft lips against his own was the only answer he needed.

Love was terrifying, even for Steve, maybe especially for Steve, who was used to giving a lot more love than he received back. But as they kissed in Eddie's kitchen for seconds that turned to minutes, minutes that turned to hours, they got just a bit less scared.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddielovemonth #love is terrifying #falling in love #getting together #love confessions #idiots in love

[captaindibbzy]

In relation to the Baymax thing, and also Turning Red, I think a lot of people have missed out on how fucking funny periods are.

Every time I turn on a comedy show I have to hear about some dudes dick. During school people drew dicks on everything. Even in family friendly shows there's hints towards inappropriate contexts. There's jokes about boys hitting puberty and their voice dropping through the floor and how teenagers are emotional wrecks and sleepy and rebellious and it's customary to make fun of teenagers.

Kids are joking about poop and piss. Adults are joking about poop and piss. Wet dreams are not off topic for boys. Inappropriate boners. Everybody smells.

There's entire episodes dedicated to cartoon characters (usually boys) turning 13 and deciding that they are an adult now and they must partake in adult things and forgo all the baby stuff they liked when they were a child (yesterday).

Now take the period. You're somewhere between 8 and 13. How much you have previously been warned about this largely depends on geography and culture.

My mum thought she was dying when she had her first period. Full blown meltdown. And then her mum was like "oh yeah that just happens." Just????? It's so stupid???? It just happens?!?!?!

The utter indignation of reaching an age where people deem it appropriate for you to learn about your own body, sometimes when the change has already started, and be told that every woman in your life from birth to now has been lying to you for a week every month. Your mother. Your aunt's. Your neighbours. Your teachers. All those women on TV. Everyone. They're all walking around with this thing and fucking nobody told you because it's inappropriate. They are bleeding out their yahoo and for some reason this is more inappropriate than poop and bogies and ear wax and piss and sometimes more inappropriate than sex. You've 100% seen blood before.

And now you are a woman! Suprise!!!! But oh no we can't let the men know. Why? Well they might be embarrassed. These are the same men that have been teasing you your whole life about being a girl and thus you must faint at the sight of blood and be weak and you can't lift and they are so much stronger. You're so delicate. Oh don't let your dad know when it's happening. It will be so awkward for him. Your brother's, who may be older than you, can't at all know! In some cultures men don't know this is happening till they are married.

"I woke up this morning and there's blood pouring out a hole I may or may not have known was even there and I feel like crap and now I'm supposed to be a woman not a child but we can't let the men fully know what's going on because they might faint or some shit from the shock and also every woman in my life has been lying to me all my life."

"Yes."

"How long does this go on?"

"Well... About 50 years."

"50 YEARS?!?!"

"And then your body goes through reverse puberty and stops functioning correctly."

Side note. Came back from summer holidays in to my last year of primary school and one girl and developed boobs over the holiday and suddenly all the boys had to get changed in a different room. It was to "get us ready" for secondary school. Except we didn't have a seporate room so boys had to get changed in the cloak room for PE.

And then, and then, you go pad shopping.

There's so many pads, so much choice, so much shit. Do you want to cram some cotton up there? Do you think you need a pad thick enough to be a nappy? There's pads specifically designed to sit on thongs. Some are long some have wings some are scented for some reason?!? Or you can get reusable ones or moon cups. And it's expensive!!! How would you like to proceed with the worst day of your life so far? How many are you going to need? Who knows! Nobody's certainly given you any indication in your entire life!

Also it affects your appetite. But you're a teenage girl and society has very strict ideas about how much is appropriate for you to eat and what you are supposed to eat.

Oh and your face breaks out in spots cause hormones are happening.

And you will get it wrong at some point and wreck your favourite cute knickers and bedding and pajamas. The fucking mortification of going to the bathroom at school and discovering your knickers are demolished. A pad will not help you now. You are miles from home. It's like shitting yourself but you have fucking less control over it.

Kids be out there singing "Uncle Billy and his ten foot willy" but if they know Sarah is on her period the world will end.

And this isn't even touching on the fact that in some cultures the reward for this is now you get to partake in the women's jobs. You are an adult now. Here is a pile of vegetables. No your brother's still get to play on the X-box. Yes they are older than you but they are boys and now you are a woman. Peel those potatoes.

This entire situation is ridiculous. Like utterly fucking hilarious how everyone is tiptoeing around this thing. I've never seen a period joke that wasn't funny.

#moon time

[teyamsatan]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝟙 | ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕀: 𝔹𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕐𝕖𝕤 𝕀𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 ℕ𝕠

pairing: Neteyam x f!Human/Avatar Reader

warnings: angst, tragic love trope, the one that got away trope, some fluff, all the feels

wc: 5k words

a/n: surprise??? today's actually the 3 months anniversary of cruel summer being finished, so i thought, what better occasion to drop the sequel than this?? i hope you enjoy besties, i'm so happy to write for neteyam and vol again, they own my whole heart now and always. i'm not sure if people who were tagged in cruel summer want to be tagged for this, so i'm only tagging the people that specifically asked for this series x

to clarify: this series will be following oceans and engines mostly, but both endings will make and appearance and play a part in this story x smooches x

♥ series masterlist ♥ cruel summer ♥ series playlist ♥ masterlist

“I can’t believe you’re mine. And I’m yours, Vol. I’m yours, I’ve always been yours. I’ll always be yours.” 

I'm doing good, I'm on some new shit Been saying "yes" instead of "no" I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn't though

“Is everyone ready?” Neteyam was violently pulled out of a memory that he couldn’t shake, that still haunts him every night, watching as his father fretted in their once-shared marui, that he hasn’t spent that much time in recently. He sighed as he looked outside and saw his beautiful ikran that he has neglected in the past year, that was now waiting dutifully for him to bond with her so they can leave, that was another bitter reminder of a life so far removed, it didn’t feel like his own anymore.

He missed Seze, and the feeling of freedom that was so exhilarating, it felt almost wrong for a mere mortal to be able to feel, the feeling that only came with flying far away from the ground, from his problems and worries, from his responsibilities and all the sacrifices they entitled. He tried to ignore how his heart was in his throat, and the layer of sweat that accompanied the anxiety that has settled in his chest weeks ago, as soon as his father announced that they were to temporarily return to the forest, to be there for a special number of ceremonies. Norm and Max let him know that, after a few months of rigorous training, the both of them, as well as Spider... and you... were ready to take your Iknimaya and Uniltaron and become part of the Omaticaya.

It hurt, just like everything about it did, how life moved on despite it all, that it went on and on, and everything changed. It hurt that there he was, having to go back, back to everything he left behind… to everyone he left behind, to witness the life he could have had, a life that felt like a fever dream sometimes, especially now, with the pregnant mate he just kissed goodbye a few hours ago.

Neteyam’s stopped himself thinking about you for so long, it’s become second nature, to push the intrusive thoughts aside, to rummage through his increasingly deteriorating will in order to not allow his mind to bring the images of you in the front of his eyes like a movie on a screen, showing him every moment you shared, culminating in that last day, that still managed to somehow knock the breath out of him and make him dizzy and disoriented. Your touch still lingered on his skin, marking it like the tattoos that now adorned his arm and thighs, except the memory of you and your fingers tracing the freckles on his skin hurt more than any tattoo ever could. Neteyam excelled at everything he did, and so he never thought about you. Except today, when you were all he could think about, when the thought that he would be there to witness your Iknimaya, your consciousness transfer, when the talk he had with Kiri was the catalyst for it and was now ringing in his head, like unceasing echoes. 

“Do you think they’ve moved on?” Kiri, much like her brother, shared so much with a human, so much more than could ever be said out loud or expressed into words, only to have it taken from her as she moved to Awa’atlu. Unlike Neteyam, though, Kiri wasn't willing to throw in the towel just yet, stubborn as she always was, especially now that the person she loved got an Avatar, now that he was working towards becoming Omaticaya, now that there seems like a second chance was bestowed on them by the grace of Eywa herself. Neteyam has always admired Kiri, and her joie-de-vivre, her ability to always speak her mind and do whatever she felt was right without infringing on their parents' rules, but also without sacrificing her own happiness, and her overall ability to thread the middle line between her two brothers, which were the two extremes of the same spectrum.

“Do I think who has moved on?” Neteyam knew very well who Kiri was referring to, but half-hoped if he acted oblivious she would just drop it. He should know his sister better than that.

“Stop. You know very well who.”

A sigh so deep it felt like it was exhaled from the pits of Neteyam’s soul escaped him, and he had to think about his answer, something he didn’t want to have to do. 

“I don’t know. I hope she did.” I hope she didn’t. 

“Do you?” 

“…No.” 

“Doesn’t it kill you? Knowing they have Avatars now? Because it kills me. it kills me to know I could have had all this time with him, if only I just waited, or fought harder. If only I tried a little more. If only I just went to mum and dad and just told them the truth. But maybe this means something, the timing. Maybe it means we had to leave and learn and see the world, to know that no matter what, for us, it will always be them. For me, it will always be him. Maybe this was the second chance at love I never even knew I could ever have.” 

The news of your new Avatars reached Awa’atlu months ago, while Neteyam was having dinner with his now extended family, including his father and mother in law, as well as his mate, and for the first time since the night after you left, Neteyam needed to excuse himself and leave, taking his ikran and flying away, flying for hours, coming so close to just leaving it all behind, just so he could at least catch one glimpse of you again, just so he could hug you and tell you how happy he is for you, how much he hopes this Avatar can finally give you the life you’ve always wanted, the life you were always meant for, so he could watch the tears gather in your eyes and drop down your face and know that that very image would be enough to confess harsher truths that he should never think to say out loud again, like how he’s still in love with you and always will be, how nobody would ever be able to replace you, how he wishes every day things would be different. 

In those months passed, Neteyam learnt to accept that much like he’s come to know in his life, and especially after you, some things just are not meant to be. That no matter how much love there is, how much desire to make it work, some things are beyond control, beyond any fight he still had in him. He believed in Eywa, and trusted her judgement and her will, and Eywa chose this for him. And he was happy, as happy as he could be, with his current life, with a mate that was strong, and intelligent, and kind and sweet, and incredibly beautiful, and the little baby that she was currently carrying in her womb, the little baby that would make Neteyam the happiest man in the world once they were born. Some things just weren’t meant to be. And your life together, the one you’ve left behind, the one he’s left behind, was one of those things. 

“Stop. I have a life now, Kiri. A different life. I have a mate. I can’t think about things like this anymore.” 

Kiri puffed and rolled her eyes, before getting up from her spot on the floor and leaving, but not before she said one last thing. 

“Just because you can’t think about it, doesn’t mean you don’t.” 

Neteyam couldn’t argue with his sister anymore, not when she was right, not when regardless how much his sheer force of will denied him visions of you, memories of you, at his most vulnerable, in his dreams, your smile was all he saw, your transcendent alien beauty his own personal sun, his own personal guide post and his light all in one. He couldn't deny you when, still to this day, the reminder of your eyes that shone like stars in the night sky, that were the mirror to your soul he could drown in and be thankful for the chance to be overcome in you and in the love that he used to know so intimately, in the laugh that still echoes in his ears, in the strength that informed his, in everything you were that he didn’t have anymore that still held power over him, was still able to empty his brain of every other thought that wasn't this, and wasn't you.

I hit the ground running each night I hit the Sunday matinée You know the greatest films of all time were never made

“Kid… are you ok?” 

A hand on your shoulder pulled you out of your focused rumination, a state you found yourself in more and more these last few days, as the mostly exciting and somewhat dreaded arrival of the Sullys approached, a state that culminated today, as you were only a few hours away from seeing them again, from seeing him again. Your head snapped to the man who talked to you, a man who sympathised with your pain more than anyone else. Norm tried his best. After finding out about you and Neteyam’s relationship, he has kept the updates about the Sully’s lives to as much as he felt you needed to know, and you were grateful.

Still, you couldn’t help hear some things, huge things, monumental things, things that shifted your world on its axis and emptied whatever was left of the contents of your ribcage. It’s not like you didn’t expect it to happen at some point, and yet, expectations meant nothing when your mind still tried to cling on to every single ounce of delusion it could in order to survive. In your mind, you were still 18 and Neteyam was still your best friend and the dreams that plagued you every night, of an alternate reality you couldn’t help but still yearn for, one in which he was still yours and you were still his, one in which he never let you go and you were overwhelmingly happy and sickeningly in love, didn’t stop when you woke.

But that’s all they were, just dreams. Because in reality, you had a different life - a good life, a life you couldn’t really complain about, one in which you had an Avatar and friends and loved ones, in which you could finally breathe the air that poisoned you for the majority of your life, one in which you were about to become one of the people, the way you’ve always wanted… one in which Neteyam’s mate was pregnant with his child, one in which every last delusion you had came crashing down into the ground, forcing you to leave the past behind once more and wake up to the world surrounding you, that despite his absence, hasn’t stop moving on and along. 

In the few months since you found out, you tried… you really tried, every day of your life, to take a page from the book of the rest of the world, and move on. You focused on training and on yourself, you threw the necklace Neteyam gave you that meant so much to you once, you put all the stuff that reminded you of him in a designated box that you never touched, that lay safe from sight beneath your desk, correctly labeled so as to not mistakenly pick it up and rummage through it. 

You spent most of your days in your new Avatar body, testing the limits to which it can be pushed, working harder than you ever had to belong, to learn, to see, to leave your human self behind and embrace this body which will soon, with Eywa's will, be your only one. Having this body came with a lot of advantages, too many to count, one of which you never really considered, but now were trying to embrace: dating. Being openly courted, and wanted, the possibility of spending your whole life with one person, that chooses you every day, the possibility of mating, of experiencing tsaheylu with someone else, of having a family, it was all new to you... all new and overwhelming and bittersweet. You've never allowed yourself to think about the future before, because you knew it would only lead to heartbreak. What was the point, when the only man you've ever loved was out of your reach, when your body wasn't made for this world, where the possibility of bringing a tiny human to life only to watch them suffer the same fate of struggling between two lives, neither of which you truly belonged in, terrified you.

But now, you had to think about it. You needed to think about it. Did you want it, all of it, any of it? A family, a mate? Did you want to feel love again, could any love feel the same way, as poignant or powerful or earth-shattering as the one you had? Could anyone's touch or smile or laugh, anyone's eyes or hands or tahni, anyone's voice or embrace or beauty ever elicit the same emotions in you? You wondered if they did for him, and his new mate. You wondered if he moved on after all. You hoped he did.

You hoped he didn't.

You watched as Spider gobbled down the food that was placed in front of him, with enough ferocity to really buy into a notion that he has, indeed, never seen food before in his life. You rolled your eyes as you pushed a paper napkin on his tray, laughing at the way he hurried to brush the stray crumbs off his mouth with the back of his hand instead. Spider was very excited about today. You couldn't help admire this boy you grew up with, that you had to watch turn into a man and mighty warrior, and the simplistic way he approached life. Life was black and white to him, and more and more, you were jealous of the shades of grey that always plagued you, making everything a lot more complicated than it ever needed to be.

To him, life was simple: when him and Kiri were together, they were together and it was love, and it was all he needed. When they left, he realised immediately that it was outside of their control and that there was no other way, and understood them and moved on. That simple. Now that they're coming back, and he has an Avatar, and he will soon be one of the people, life is once more simple in his eyes - all he has to do is just... go for it. And he will. And you knew there was enough stubbornness and impulsiveness in Kiri that she would drop everything and join him.

Life had never been simple in your eyes. Your relationship with Neteyam... never simple. It was wondrous, and magical and unique... and it was sad, beautiful and tragic. When he left the first time, when they left, they took everything with them. When you went to Awa'atlu, and he confessed, he gave everything back and more. And then all you could do is watch as it was cruelly plucked away from your grasp, before you even had a chance to hold it tightly against your chest, before needing to let it go... forever.

Life was never simple in his, either. There was so much, too much to do, to achieve... so much to strive for, so much to make up for... so much to sacrifice. And it didn't matter. The love didn't matter, because there were bigger worries and bigger responsibilities. And in the end... maybe he found it was for the best. He might have had to give up being Olo'eyktan of the Omaticaya, but Eywa rewarded his new life within the Metkayina with the privilege of leading a new tribe. Of being the father of the next Olo'eyktan, the first child born of a forest Na'vi and a reef Na'vi. It was a blessing. A miracle. Your nightmare. And one you'd have to face again, in a matter of hours.

It was strange, going through the village, seeing the grandiose garlands, fires and displays that were being put forward for the arrival of the Sullys. You weren't surprised, not at all, although it was easy to forget sometimes, when you remember the warmth and tight family unit, the intimate moments being buried in Neteyam's chest as he purred lightly as he drifted off, how in those moments, he wasn't the prodigy of the Omaticaya, nor the son of the greatest warriors on Pandora, but just Neteyam, your best friend, your confidant, your everything.

He was never yours to lose.

I guess you never know, never know And if you wanted me, you really should've showed

"Ma Tawtute!"

The voice of Tarsem cut through all the commotion and perked your ears up, your newfound heightened senses still something you were getting used to slowly. You smiled at the sight of his smile, always wide and sincere when it looked at you. You were grateful for Tarsem. He somehow did for you and Spider what neither Jake, Neytiri or Mo'at ever did. He made you part of the people. Even before you got an Avatar. He showed you that the human proverb was indeed true - where there's a will, there's a way, and much to your infinite sorrow over the matter, more and more it seemed the Sullys had very little of either, when it came to the two human children abandoned here after the war.

But he did. Tarsem did. He took you both in, and trained you and allowed you to know a real family, a real sense of community. It was a bit surreal how quickly the other adapted after seeing how their new leader behaved. It was also surreal to think that you could have had this your whole life, and yet you didn't.

"Oel Ngati Kameie, ma Olo'eyktan!"

"Agh, I told you not to call me that. It's just Tarsem."

You watched carefully how his tail undulated wildly behind him, knocking into his thighs haphazardly. You were still trying to understand your own tail and decode the few patters you have noticed in others. Erratic tail meant excited... it meant happy. Was he happy to see you? Was the purple twinge in his cheeks just the result of the busy schedule he was forced to undertake in the past few weeks, the unrelenting duties of the chieftan that tired him? It had to be, because there's no way that-

A loud cacophony of war cries interrupted the moment, and right now, for just a second, you were almost glad. Only for a second, only until you remembered what the yells meant, and as you did, so did your mind start racing and your heart gallop in your chest, and you were glad, as you have been for a while, for the fact you no longer required a mask to breathe, because it would have been fogged blind by now, and you needed your senses - you needed to be acutely aware of your surroundings, of your own body, if you were going to come face to face with the family you once thought was your forever home, and the man you once couldn't imagine existing without.

You recognised their ikran immediately, the incandescent beauty and unmistakable colour patterns hard to forget, even if you didn't spend nights dreaming about them. Seze was last to land, and as soon as she did and he dismounted, you saw his gaze scanning the crowd awaiting him.

Your eyes meet and in a second, a sea of memories flooded your mind, flashing before your eyes like the stereoscope Norm and Max gave you on your last birthday. A thousand images, some that made you want to smile, others that made you want to wail in agony, all that tugged sharply at the string of your heart until it reminded you of all the loose stitches keeping it together.

As he approached, his eyes never leaving yours, you saw in them the same emotions you were going through, and it was easier than you thought it would be, being in his presence, and you realised you didn’t really want to die anymore, and the pain of his soul spilling all around you like endless rays of sunlight and all he meant to you had dulled slightly in time, but still, nothing changed, you realise sadly. Despite all the changes in his appearance, he was still Neteyam, still the man you loved and would always love, still not yours anymore. 

“You’re a lot… taller than I remember.” his smile was soft and tentative, and you were grateful that he talked first, so that you didn't have to. He's always known you, down to the darkest corners of your being, and while it was a hard pill to swallow now, you appreciated it in the moment, his intrinsic ability to know exactly what to do or say, in order to get you to relax.

“And you’re a lot shorter than I remember.” you laugh and just like that, the tension dissipates slightly.

“It’s good to see you... Vol.” 

Vol… the nickname electrified your every nerve, and you felt a whole year of progress slowly being undone, but unlike before, you knew how to put yourself back together again... you were forced to learn in time, and you were grateful for it now. 

You smiled a little, and you took him in, all the changes a year brought forth that you weren’t there to witness. He was leaner, all the swimming streamlining his body a lot more than being in the forest ever did. He had a big, intricate tattoo on his left arm, and one on his lower abdomen. His signature braids were gone, replaced by half braids that opened up into soft curls. He was handsome, so handsome, but you missed his braids, and his more muscular appearance. He looked a lot less Omaticaya now, which you knew he would, but it still filled you with a sense of sorrow, the departure from his roots, from his true home… from you.

“It’s good to see you too, Teyam. Seems like the reef agrees with you.” 

You let out a big exhale as he covered the ground between you and enveloped you in a hug, his head finding the crook of your neck, and you found tears haunting you at how well your new body fit in his, how you were the perfect height for the perfect hug, how your face almost moulded into his chest like the missing piece of the puzzle you’ve both tried to solve all your life, but will now never be able to. How unfair the universe, you found yourself asking again, to give you this avatar just a few weeks too late to matter, to change anything. 

You tightened your arms around him and you stood there, in the silence, just listening to his breath and your own, and trying to ignore the small drops falling down your back. They weren’t tears, you told yourself. Not his tears. And neither were the droplets falling down your face.. Not tears. Not your tears. 

Before either of you could say anything else, a sea of people, all who knew and loved Neteyam, all who wanted to greet him and talk to him and be around him, pulled you away from him and gave you a chance to greet your lost siblings. Lo'ak was taller, so much taller, and you were amazed to see his progress, not just physical, but mental - too. He looked confident, and happy. He looked like he found his home, his purpose, his people. Kiri, on the other hand, had eyes for no one other than one person, who, in time became the embodiment of this tribe you both loved so much - strong, valiant, forged in fire. Spider was as much Omaticaya as the people born here, and soon, he will be born again, a true man of the tribe, and gain his place amongst the Na'vi forever.

There were moments, infrequent and far apart these days, when you craved the intimacy: to be loved, to be revered, to be cherished once more. It hurt, right now, looking at Kiri and Spider, at the unspoken conversation they were having without a single word, that felt so intimate, it almost felt wrong for you to be able to witness it. You had that too, once. You wondered if anyone would ever look at you the same, ever again.

Neteyam felt overwhelmed, a feeling he didn't experience too often in life. He was being pulled away in all directions, by people he's known all his life, with wide smiles and words of congratulations and elation for the mateship, for the incredible new progress made with a powerful clan they've never been close to prior to this, for being the next Olo'eyktan, for news of his approaching fatherhood. So many opportunities, once greater than the other, he realised, and he was grateful - for the attention and the love, the care that never diminished even with his family's departure. He tried to listen and engage, but his eyes couldn't stop themselves from being drawn to one figure, and one alone.

It was surreal, looking at you, the you that didn't quite look like you, and yet, even twice as tall and a different colour... a different species altogether, even as you stood right now, back turned to him, talking to his family, you were still someone he would be able to recognise instantly, for the rest of his life. Your tail, a now clear window into your emotions, gave away the anxiety and alertness that mirrored his own. It was good to know this wasn't affecting only him, that much like your whole lives, as long as you had each other, neither of you ever had to go through anything completely by yourselves. He was sad, so sad, that he knew nothing about your life anymore, except for the small snippets he overheard or the few pieces of information he sought out in the few moments, far and few in between, when his heart didn't feel like it was crushed under the weight of your momentous memory, that was still too heavy to lift proudly, with a head held high.

Before his mind could wander in waters too deep and dangerous to safely swam in, the voice of the new Olo'eyktan pulled him out of his musings, and it was almost contagious, his celebratory demeanour.

"To celebrate the return of our Toruk Makto and his family, the brightest feathers in the bow that is the Omaticaya clan, and the upcoming Iknimaya and Uniltaron of our four Tawtute, I now declare the official start of the festivities. May the hunts of life forever bring you back home, Jakesulli, Neytiri, Neteyam, Kiri, Lo'ak, little Tuk. And to our little humans, may Eywa bless your endeavours and allow you to join us as part of the People, forever and for always."

He was good at this, Neteyam noted. Being a leader. Tarsem wasn't much older than Neteyam, but, right now, he felt like there were mountains separating them. He was poised and intrepid, he commanded everyone's attention in a way that only his father ever did, and he realised in that moment that, despite being heartbroken about it at the time, he had been right to choose him, instead of his own son.

The celebration was as exuberant and exhilarating as Neteyam remembered, and with the nerves plaguing him for weeks gently out of the way, he was able to enjoy himself and relax, catching up with his grandmother and his friends, all people he's missed dearly. The one he missed the most kept busy with his siblings, almost making a point to avoid him, which he couldn't blame you for, although the effort was not enough to prevent the way your eyes met regularly, subconsciously searching for each other, even now, after all this time. So many things have changed, monumental and forever-altering, and yet, somehow, he didn't think this ever will.

"He will need a mate soon. The Tsa'hik is tired, Jakesully."

It was way past eclipse when his grandmother's words pulled him out of the pleasant conversation he was having with an older friend, and he turned to her and watched as she smiled a sly smile, giving a pointed look to his mother. "And since my daughter decided to abandon me, I need a new Tsakarem. The clan, now more than most, needs stability, they need to know they will be in good hands."

"Ah, Mo'at... he's still young, give him time. He will find a mate soon enough. He's good looking, intelligent... a good warrior, a good leader. I wouldn't be surprised if women were throwing themselves at his feet."

"They are, but he doesn't have eyes for any of them. In fact, there's only one person he sees, and it's obvious to everyone but her."

Neteyam followed his grandmother's gaze and felt his breath hitch in his throat at who it landed on.

As he dug into the food that he missed so much, that he loved with all his heart, that was so carefully prepared by the best hands in the clan, it all tasted spoiled and rotten in his mouth, as soon as his eyes locked on your figure on the other side of the fire, laughing wildly in an intimate display of affection, while Tarsem's hand was placed carelessly on your thigh.

And if you never bleed, you're never gonna grow And it's alright now

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[notmaplemable]

Ruby's Birthday Special 1: Lancaster

Ruby: *Pointing at a map of Vale* Then we're going to go down Posey street. They always have the full size candy bars.

Ruby: But we're going to avoid the big green house. They just give out toothbrushes and apples.

Ruby: Those sick freaks.

Ruby: Then- *Continues*

Nicky: Mom really likes Halloween.

Summer: She just likes getting a bunch of candy.

Penny: *Nods*

Jaune: You say that like you all don't have her sweet tooth.

Summer: Not as much as mom.

Penny: Yeah, we only eat a little bit of candy.

Jaune: I buy a industrial size bag of candy every month for all of you, and most of it's gone in a week.

Jaune: Except for the candy corn.

Jaune: Honestly I'm surprised any of you have teeth left.

Kids: ...

Ruby: And then to end the night we'll go to Weiss' house. I'm counting on you kids to go all out on the cuteness so she gives you as much candy as possible.

Kids: Yes mom.

#rwby #rwby shitpost #lancaster rwbabies #jaune arc #lancaster #ruby rose

[imagines-random]

Lover

Pairings/Characters: Loki x reader

Summary: Loki and you are decorating for the first time your house for Christmas

Warnings: none! (Maybe bad writing and grammar lol. English isn’t my first language!)

Song: Lover by Taylor Swift

A/n: tried my best! Thank you for reading <3

Christmas.

A magical time of the year for everyone.

Sadly not for Loki. Not that he doesn’t like Christmas, in fact he seemed to love the idea of it. He has just never experienced it.

You were in your shared apartment. He was there with you. Making your heart flutter every time you looked at him. He has such a pretty smile.

“We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January” You look at him while putting the lights on the Christmas tree.

He looks at you smiling “The whole month?”

“Yes, if you’d like that we could and this is our place, we make the rules” you answer him still struggling with the Christmas lights.

He chuckles clearly enjoying watching you struggle. He comes behind you

“Do you need any help darling?”

“No I got this” you in fact don’t got this. Still struggling you turn your head to look at him.

He’s so breathtaking

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear

“I actually might need help” you smile at him.

“Consider it done my love.” He flicks his hand and the lights are perfectly aligned on the tree.

Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

“You could have done that all this time? And you let me struggle?” You act mad. But how can you be mad at him. You can’t, he’s too perfect.

Can I go where you go?

He wrapped his hands around you. He chuckled.

How can someone be so beautiful?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

“What are you thinking about my love?” he whispered in your ear.

And ah, take me out, and take me home

“About the beautiful god that’s standing in front of me.” I smile as I wrap my hands around his neck.

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Do you want to celebrate Christmas with the team here? We can invite them. A change for this year” I say as I look around our house.

Our. It’s our house.

“Oh I wouldn’t mind darling. But isn’t our apartment a bit far from Starks tower?”

“We could let our friends crash in the living room. This is our place, we make the call.”

He laughs. Fuck he’s so pretty. He’s breathtaking even.

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

“Would you mind sharing what your pretty little head is thinking my love?” He chuckles

He chuckles.

You smile at him.

“I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all” caressing his face.

“All?”

“Can I go where you go?”

“My love…” he’s smiling.

“Can we always be this close forever and ever?”

And ah, take me out, and take me home

“forever and ever?” He chuckles.

Even when he laughs he’s driving you crazy.

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Yes” you say while he kisses you cheek

“My darling love. I want to be with you for all my existence.”

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

Blushing. You are fucking blushing. Like a teenager.

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

“The question is my darling. Do you want to spend all of your existence with me?”

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

“I do. All's well that ends well to end up with you”

“That’s the only answer I accept” he smiles.

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

“Except if you have something else in mind” he winks at you. That mischief.

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

You hit him playfully on the shoulder.

“Is that all you think about?” You act mad. Trying to hide your stupid smile.

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

“No. You are all I think about” he says as he leans in and kisses you.

Melting in the kiss the only thing you can think of is How can you love someone so much.

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Oh, you're my, my, my, my

Darling, you're my, my, my, my

Lover

#marvel #loki #tom hiddleston #loki the god of mischief #loki season two #loki series #loki of asgard #loki show #loki season 2 #lokius #loki x reader #loki x female reader #loki x you #loki x y/n #loki x gender neutral reader #loki fluff #Spotify

[ygobigbang]

Everyone, thank you very much for the responses! We’ll go over our plans for what to do next, and what you should keep an eye out for!

Firstly, thank you for all your patience for the new mod team! You can find us and our experience listed HERE as well as our names on our Tumblr page (desktop mode). We hope you continue to give us your support as we settle into our new roles.

Second, for all the Misawas and number lovers out there, we'll go over the IC numbers after the end of this announcement.

And third and most important of all, we’re announcing our first project as a SPRING SEASON MINI-BANG. We’ll be releasing more details over the coming week, and hopefully have sign-ups ready by the end of the month. This will be a much smaller event, with 1k minimums, so that everyone can get used to working together and getting warmed up before the main event!

Once again, thank you for your interest, and we’ll see you soon!

And now, from Mod Pan, this:

First off, "Do you want to participate in a General/All Series Bang?"

That's 62,7% yes, 37,3% maybe, and no "No"s! Love to see how people interested in talking about it want to participate, should circumstances allow.

Next is "If yes, what role?"

At 40,3% writers take the lead, but 32,8% artists and 26,9% as a combo of both means people of all artistic tendencies are well-distributed!

So we've got the peeps, so when do we start? That's the next question!

The two leaders were a (North) Summer Start at 67,2%, followed by a (North) Spring Start at 25%. The other results were one vote each, for 'either', 'both', 'anytime', 'not sure', and a shout-out to whoever asked if these seasons were North or Southern Hemisphere- They're all North, for the record, due to that being where the majority of the mods are located. It was a good heads-up, though, and I'll try to mention specific months next time alongside seasonal names.

Last two multiple-choice questions!

For writers, what minimum word count are you comfortable with?

The clear winner here was 10k words, at 48,3%, with 15k next at 13,3%. A full 26% were just artists clicking the "I'm an Artist" button, and the other options (5k, 25k, and 'anything from 10-20k depending on concept") got a single vote each, except 20k words, which came in around 8% instead. I like this excitement!

And for the artists: What fic length are you most comfortable working with?

Everyone continues having 10k as their sweet spot number, as the 36,7% votes show, and this has definitely been taken into account. Next is 15k at 25%, and every subsequent 5k increment loses another 5% votes. And to the two who don't really know and are just gonna go with the flow, and are willing to read all the way up to 50k as long as the concept interests you, we'll do our best at matchmaking so it won't feel like a sacrifice, no matter how excited the writers get!

And that's it for math time! The non-multiple choice answers won't be discussed here, since even without names attached those were private responses, but do be sure the mod team has read all of them and will be keeping all of them in mind going forward.

See y'all next time!

#yugioh #big bang #fandom event #ygo #ygo 5ds #ygo arc v #ygo dm #ygo go rush #ygo vrains #yugioh go rush #ygo sevens #ygo gx

[henrikvanderhussy]

I haven't played Stay Tuned for Danger in years and years, and so I didn't remember much about it. except for THIS

picture the scene: it's 2001, I'm 11 years old and visiting my grandparent's for christmas, I played Treasure in the Royal Tower at a friend's house during the summer and didn't stop talking about it for months, we open presents and I get the BEST and MOST EXCITING gift: a Nancy Drew game of my very own, titled Stay Tuned for Danger.

I start playing later that day. I'm having fun, it's going great.

until,

these fucking riddles.

I think I was able to answer one of them after a bit, but then she hits me with with "soft as a petal that falls from a tree, the more I dry, the wetter I’ll be!"

I couldn't figure it out. one by one, I start pulling my relatives into the room. mom, an uncle, grandparents, an aunt, dad, a cousin. we've got 8 people packed into the computer room trying out everything we can think of and are getting nowhere.

finally, my granddad, a hero, comes through with "towel." I wouldn't say there was cheering, but definitely a couple shouts of "YES!", a high five, and multiple sighs of relief that they could all get back to what they were doing before I made sad eyes at them and asked for help with my computer game.

but then.

a THIRD riddle shows up. I'm pretty sure at that point everyone said Nope! you're on your own for this one and left before they got sucked in again, which is fair. I don't think that one had me stuck for too long thankfully, and I was able to start poking around into every corner of the prop room (which is easily the best location in the game imo)

anyway, I can still recite the towel riddle more than 20 years later, which I think tells you a lot about how long we stared at the damn thing. talk about formative experiences.

#cluecrewplaythru #nancy drew games #stay tuned for danger #stfd #clue crew #I have no idea if it's actually a difficult riddle or if we were all just very stupid that day

[airenyah]

Get to Know Me Tag :)

was tagged by @telomeke, @ranchthoughts, and @callipigio <3

do you make your bed?

not usually. both in my room at my parent's flat and now in my own flat as well i don't have a couch to hang out on and so i tend to spend a lot of time in my bed during the day bc it's more comfortable there. why make my bed in the morning if i mess it up soon enough anyway? i'll only make my bed when i'm trying to feel/look neat (like for example when people who i don't really know come over)

what's your favourite number?

23! elementary school me was veeery creative in choosing this number.... (my birthday is on a 23rd) anyway this number stuck with me and now it's just part of my personality hahaha

what is your job?

i'm a uni student and i don't have a "fixed" job where i'm employed and get money every month, but i have been working at a specific theater every summer since 2022. this year i'm actually the official assistant director. the rehearsals haven't properly started yet, but i've already one or the other task for it. can't wait for june when we're finally starting with the rehearsals!!!!!!!

if you could go back to school, would you?

depends... compulsory schooling that they make you go through from age 6 to age 15?? HELL NO. adult education? catch me taking 434353 courses on 434353 things

can you parallel park?

i don't have a driver's license

a job you had that would surprise people?

i haven't had many jobs in my life and none of them seem very surprising tbh? if you know me, at least i've worked as a graphic designer before, but i don't see how that would be surprising. also, i'm sure that i've mentioned this a few times in my tag ramblings

do you think aliens are real?

i don't think aliens are real but i also don't think aliens are not real. basically, i don't think aliens exist in the way they are depicted in movies, but if nasa came up to me and told me they found some sort of life somewhere else in the universe i'd be like "yeah i'll believe that". the universe is so vast, so it wouldn't surprise me if there really is something out there, but i don't really think about it tbh

can you drive a manual car?

as i said, i don't have a driver's license. but if i did, the answer would be yes. bc as a european you WILL be taught to drive a manual car at driving school. you could also choose to learn how to drive an automatic car, but that's really the exception to the rool. besides, idk what it's like in other countries, but in austria you're allowed to drive manual cars only if you got your license with a manual car. so getting your license with an automatic car limits your options quite a lot

what's your guilty pleasure?

i don't really feel guilty about my pleasures?? i don't always tell people that i'm really into thai bl, but that's less about feeling guilty and more of a "know your target audience" kind of thing.

tattoos?

nope. my brother has a couple of tattoos and he'd love it if i got one (i think he'd like to have a matching tattoo with me), but i can't do needles. but if i ever did get a tattoo, it would probably be something related to sicily. my brother actually has a tattoo of the trinacria

favorite color?

a really shiny dark blue and a really shiny darker red!

favorite type of music?

uhhhh.... good question?? i grew up listening to classical music and i still really like it, but i don't really listen to it anymore. these days i listen to pop music quite a lot? but that's also a very hit and miss for me, bc i tend to get overwhelmed easily with pop music. idk, just show me a song of any genre of music and i'll tell you if i like this particular song or if i dislike it my playlists tend to be full of song i have some kind of emotional connection too, though! so for example, songs that have been in series/movies that i watched or songs that my loved one's have/had in their playlists and that remind me of them, etc...

do you like puzzles?

i don't dislike puzzles, but it's not something that i would think to spend my time with

any phobias?

spiders!! i've had a phobia of spiders all my life. it's gotten a little better now, and how freaked out i am really depends on the size of the spider, where it is, if it's moving, and also how i'm feeling that day. the worst thing that could happen is a spider touching me in any way, so as long as i have enough distance between me and the spider and the spider is stationary, i'm good. i really dislike spiders right above my head, though i also have a phobia of needles. when i was 12 i had to get my blood drawn when i was sick once and i had a panic attack (or something along those lines). i've tried to avoid needles as best as i could ever since... and as a child i also had a fear of vomit. people vomiting still makes me uncomfortable, but at least i no longer run away and hide behind the door of my room hahaha

favorite childhood sport?

i've never been really athletic but i liked swimming!

do you talk to yourself?

in my own flat when i'm all by myself? yeah!

what movies do you adore?

der schuh des manitu is my problematic fave <3 apart from that, i also adore stardust and tangled and the emperor's new groove and i'm also up for marathoning high school musical, how to train your dragon, pirates of the carribean (1-3), and lord of the rings (extended edition of course) at any given point in time

coffee or tea?

tea!!!!! i LOVE tea!!!!! i had a cup of tea only an hour ago!!!! i'm not big on coffee, apart from a cappucino every once in a while which i also only drink when i'm in italy bc i just don't like it enough to spend 3-4€ on it in austria. coffee flavored things are mostly fine, but coffee as a beverage? not a big fan

first thing you wanted to be growing up?

i don't remember the first thing i wanted to be that wasn't a suggestion by my parents. possibly an actress????

tagging @newyearknwwme @moonkhao @visualtaehyun @celestial-sapphicss @cornflowershade @dimplesandfierceeyes @wack-overflow

as always, feel free to ignore!

#this was fun!! #tag game

[periwinckles]

Please tell me you have a middle name.

The night you turn eighteen you get a soulmark. Katniss is obviously not expecting to get any, because she is too busy to be interest in romance at all. (in Panem, No Games, Everlark)

I’m not bothered at all when I wake up the morning of my eighteenth birthday. It’s just another regular day. 

I go on with my routine: out of bed, cold glass of water, getting dressed. It’s still dark outside, but I always go to the woods before dawn, ever since Gale joined the mines. It’s hard and long work, now that I go by myself, but spring days are the best for hunting and foraging, so a big haul is to be expected today. 

Then after that, school. I’m pretty sure I’ll fly under the radar, with so many birthdays around this time of year. It’s not just some weird coincidence. Most students have their birthdays in the spring and summer months. No one really comments on it, but everyone knows how hard it is for a newborn to survive its first winter in district twelve. Autumn baby’s are a little more common, but not by much. So, once spring rolls around, there’s at least two or three birthdays every other day, and it keeps everyone distracted. No one will remember mine, for sure. No one except Prim.

I’m not even done with putting my socks on, when my sister wakes up, and in a fast jolt starts inspecting my arms and hands. 

“Well? Where is it?”

"Where 's what?”

Prim gives me an annoyed look at my feigned ignorance. Yes, I know. Soulmarks. We get them the night before our eighteenth birthday, and they are supposed to help us find our soulmate, our partner in life.  Usually they come up like dark brown lines, something like a dark tan, in the shape of your soulmate's name initial. Location may vary, but soulmates get them on the same exact spot. Sometimes you get more than one letter, but that’s the exception, not the rule. 

“I don’t know, I didn't care to look.” I tell her as I finish getting ready. “I’ll be back with breakfast.”

I was actually a bit anxious the night before Gale’s birthday, two years ago. Not that it would mean anything if he showed up the next day with a K. Platonic soulmates are rare, but not unheard of. Still, I breathed out with relief when he showed up with no soulmark at all. 

“I guess I’m free from all this nonsense. “ He said with a shrug.

If Gale Hawthorne is lucky enough to be soulmate less, I’m pretty sure that’s my fate as well.

I’ve seen a couple of marks so far. Delly Cartwright was the first in our class year to show it off. She’s one of the rare winter babies to make it to adulthood, and when her eighteenth birthday came up in December, she stood brightly in front of the whole class and asked for everyone’s middle name, writing it all down.

“She has a T on her forearm.” Madge whispers to me, even though I can perfectly see what she’s showing off to everyone. “There are no T’s in our class.” she elaborates. “She will need to broaden her search, but I guess she wants to rule out middle names first.”

Five months later and Delly still hasn't found hers, if the huge folder that she carries around all the time, is any indication.

There were a few more whisperings about soulmarks popping up here and there, but last month is when it really picked up the pace. Not that I pay much attention to it. I usually only hang out with Madge Undersee and she’s not really much into all of this either. She  has hers already, I think. I'm not sure exactly when her birthday is, but she’s definitely eighteen already. I guess she keeps it hidden, which is exactly what I would do if I had one. 

I make my way through the snare line with ease, collecting our prey, taking my time to enjoy the few hours of freedom I can. I even get a few squirrels that I’ll try to trade at the bakery later. Prim will be ecstatic if I get a couple of cookies or a small cake for today. When I’m back at the house, soulmarks are nowhere near my mind. 

“Happy Birthday, Katniss.”

My mother greets me with a smile that I only half return. She kisses my cheek as well, and I let her, but that’s where I draw the line for physical affection from her. I still haven't forgiven her from checking out when my father died and leaving everything to fall on my shoulders. Me. An eleven year old who had just lost her father.

If she wants to ask about my soulmark, she doesn’t. But I notice the way she exchanges looks with Prim. She knows I have a hard time saying no to Prim, whatever it is.

“Aren’t you really going to look for it?” Prim finally asks.

I place my tea cup on the table, and she squeals once I start removing my jacket. Might as well get this over with, and it will go faster if I have their help. As soon as they see I’m clear of marks, I’m free to move on with my day.

Having a healer for a mother, and a future healer for a sister, means they are nothing but methodic. They start with my scalp, examining every inch of my skin. Some soulmarks are quite large, others very small. You never really know what you’re getting, or where, so you really need to pay attention. 

“Nothing on this arm.” Prim says as she moves on to my ribcage, but a small gasp from my mother makes her fingers freeze.

“Your calf.” My mother says. She still has her fingers wrapped around my left arm, but the mark in my calf is so visible I don’t really know how none of us saw it as soon as I had my pants off. 

I sit down and bring the leg up for close inspection. There it is, dark tan, with flowy and delicate lines, a true indication of my soulmate’s gentle demeanor. 

“I knew it would be you.” I tell Prim with a broad smile.

I have a P in my calf, and that’s even better than not getting a soulmark at all.

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[curseofhecate]

I'm in love with you that's why

Lily Evans x Fem!reader

In which the reader and Lily get into an arguement and it ends with them confessing their love for each other.

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tw: slight angst, shouting.

"Potter asked me out on a date again" Lily announced as she threw her bag on the floor. Our dorm room was empty except for the two of us, Marlene was spending the afternoon with Dorcas and Mary was off doing Merlin knows what with her new boyfriend.

"Seriously Lils, I don't see why you don't just say yes to him" I sighed, closing the book in front of me. Lily sat on my bed oposite of me, cross-legged with a serious look on her face. "I don't like him like that" the girl stated simply.

"But you do like him Lily. If you don't then why are you always starring at him and then blush and smile every time he compliments you?" I asked, voice rising slightly.

I'd first realised I liked girls in 3rd year. It was confusing, I suddenly found myself thinking about the redhead, wondering what it would be like to be her lover. Wondering how her lips would feel against mine, wondering how it would be to hold her in my arms.

It hurt me having to watch her make heart eyes at James all of last year. It hurt every time she talked about her boy crushes and how other guys had asked her out.

It hurt me holding her hand platonically with the knowledge that we would never be anything more than that. Friends. She was my friend but I wasn't sure if I could be hers. Not when I thought of her in the way I did.

If she got with James then maybe, just maybe, I would finally come to terms with my feeling never being reciprocated. But as long as it continues, it's only causing more pain.

"No. See that's where you're wrong. I don't like him. I can't like him" the girl argued, face turning redder by the second, red enough to match the shade of her hair.

"James is a perfectly fine boy, Lily. He's sweet and kind and caring. Why can't you like him?" I was yelling at this point.

"I'm in love with you that's why!" she finally snapped, a sole tear of frustration escaping her eyes.

Silence. I didn't dare to move. She liked me? No she was in love with me? I'm delusional. Lily doesn't even like girls. She would have told me if she did. This is all work of my imagination, an illusion.

"I can't love James the way he loves me because I'm in love with you" she repeated, quieter this time.

"Lily I-"

There were no words to describe what I was feeling. Happiness, surprise, disbelief, fear. All at once. Everything seemed so distand from reality, as if i had grown numb to the world around me. I couldn't find it in myself to utter a word.

I was frozen, and could do nothing but stare at the girl in front of me who was now panicking.

"I'm sorry. Merlin I'm so sorry N/n" the girl spoke at the absence of a reply. Getting up from my bed, she tugged on her hair, clearly frustrated.

"I'm so stupid, so so, stupid" she groaned as tears threatened to fall. "I'm so stupid for ever thinking you'd ever like me back. Merlin I'm so stupid for even thinking you liked women."

She was rambling, apologising over and over again. Even in such state she still looked as beautiful as ever.

Breaking out of my frozen state, I quickly got up and walked towards her. Not thinking anything twice, I placed a hand on her cheek, pulled her in and pressed my lips against her.

They were soft. So, so soft. It felt better than I'd ever imagine. Better than I'd ever dream of it. She placed a hand behind my neck, pulling me even closer to her.

She was kissing me back. This wasn't a dream, no, not anymore.

Pulling away I opened my eyes to look directly into hers. Had she been starring at me this whole time? "I had no idea you had feeling for girls" I finally let out.

"I could say the same about you."

"Fair enough. But you go first." The redhead chuckled. "I only realised it a few months ago, when I found myself missing you with everything in myself over the summer" she admitted, cheeks still rosy.

Silence settles between us. Until I broke it, to answer her previous question.

"It was third year. And you had just had that glow up and were looking as beautiful as ever" I could practically feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as I spoke.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I was scared." Scared of making things weird between us. Marlene was the only one I'd told at that time.

Silence. Not like the one before, there was no tension between us anymore.

"So what does that make us?" She asked.

"We could be together. As more than friends. If you want to, of course. Or we could go on with our lives and pretend nothing ever happened between us. Though I'm not particulary fond of the second case".

"You'll have to get down on one knee" she laughed.

I chuckled, dropping on the floor. "Lily Evans, will you make me the happiest girl in the world and be my girlfriend?" I asked teasingly, holding her hand.

"Yes, yes, a million times yes" She jumped up and down.

I smiled at her antics, standing up to kiss her for a second time. It wasn't a short-lived kiss like the last one, it was one full of passion and I could feel the sparks fly around us.

Later that night, I found myself in Lily's bed, holding her close to me under the covers as we both started to drift off.

"You know I think it's for the better things turned out this way" I mumbled. "I'm pretty sure James has a thing for Sirius' brother anyway."

#lily evans x reader #lily evans x fem!reader #wlw #curseofhecate

[dudadragneel]

Okay, so this is a request that I decided to increment a little bit otherwise you'd have two VERY similar Sickfic.

This one is a mix of a request from 🦊 and an original idea of mine so I decided to add Felix to this one as well. But it's Lee Know-centric so for Lee Know it would be (Lee Know x reader) and Felix x Stevie

Enjoy!

SUMMER AND RIDES

Summer vacations are the best time of the year, except for the scorching heat outside almost every day. You would spend the entire day lying down on the floor like a lizard if you could, not even the AC seemed to be helping.

The boys were also in vacation mode, the usual rest period before the preparations for the next comeback. You had started dating Lee Know a few months back and you'd meet him when possible for both of you and you didn't get to go on many actual dates with him. The same goes for Stevie and Felix, they'd been dating for a little longer than you but were in the same situation.

You had nothing better to do and you were sure Lee Know was in the same situation as you, melting to the floor.

So a light bulb popped into your head: a double date.

You decided to call Lee Know and then Stevie to see what they thought about the idea.

- Hey, babe! How are you?

- Hi honey. I'm melting and you?

- Same...say, do you want to go to the amusement park? Like a double date? It would be me, you, Stevie, Felix and you can invite the boys as well. As long as we get to stay alone for a while.

Lee Know paused for a brief moment and took a deep breath in before answering. He had an intense fear of heights and didn't tell yet but he didn't want to ruin the fun for you.

- Sure. I'll talk to the boys.

- I thought that since we haven't been able to meet that often it'd be good.

- Yes. We'll pick you up at 10.

- Alright.

You then called Stevie, who was really eager to accept your invitation and proceeded to take a bath.

The boys arrived in 10 minutes and you sat next to Lee Know. You kissed him and then proceeded to hold his hand. Usually, the one to tease the couples would be Lee Know but today it was his time to be on the receiving end.

And so it began, the amusement park adventure. Since it was a little far from where you all lived, it felt like a field trip, so you decided to play games Lee Know was enjoying so far, it kept him distracted from the fact that he agreed on going to an amusement park of all places. He was already starting to feel queasy even before getting there, especially because you had told him before you loved all the rides and he'd most probably need to accompany you on them. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, which you noticed.

- You okay, babe?

- Yeah. It's just too hot. It feels like the sun is inside the van.

He managed to brush it off and continued to play games with you and the boys.

And finally, you arrived at the amusement park. You got the tickets and per usual the first stop was the souvenir store to get cute headbands for everyone.

You picked two cat ears for both of you and then took a selfie.

The first part of the date was going well, you went on chill rides, saw the animals, and even até a few snacks, which he would later come to regret.

And then it was finally time to separate. Stevie took Felix, you took Lee Know and the rest of the boys went to another part of the park but before they left, Chan almost told you about Lee Know's condition but he was quick to make a "no" face to his hyung.

Chan didn't understand why he was trying to put up a front but he decided to respect his dongsaeng wish, after all, you'd be with him so he'd be safe, whether he told you or not.

You grabbed his arm and excitedly left to look for the most amazing rides you could find, and throughout, Lee Know regretted everything and he felt a chill down his spine, a signal that his suffering was only starting.

Arriving at the first ride, you entered the line with Lee Know and while you were excited looking at the people enjoying it, he gulped down his soul that already wanted to leave his body. He was fidgety and you noticed but didn't get a click on what could be wrong, so you just grabbed his hands and reassured him.

- Are you nervous?

- A little...

- Don't be! It'll be fine. I'm right here with you.

He gave you a fake pained smile and then it was finally time to enter the ride.

And it was indeed okay, okay at best. He was feeling tired and dizzy after and his legs were a bit wobbly but he managed to laugh it through with you and for a brief moment he thought he could actually enjoy it. For a brief moment only.

You found another, a little higher and more intense than the first, and excitedly hurried toward it, pulling an almost soulless Lee Know with you.

When he sat on the ride his breath was a little shaky so you grabbed his hand again and squeezed it.

- Don't worry, it'll be over in a minute.

- Yeah.

It might even be a minute but to him, it would feel like an eternity. And indeed, this ride was a little rougher than the first one, at one point he was sure he blacked out for at least a second.

When it was over, he was feeling a little dizzy and shaky, while you looked like a child going to the amusement park for the first time. And he noticed that and didn't want to ruin your fun, seeing you happy like that made him happy, despite how bad he was starting to feel. But the second ride had its effect on him, the dizziness didn't seem to want to stop and he was shaking like a green stick, he needed some time to calm down before putting on a brave face again to join you on the next ride.

- B-babe.

He said, voice shakier than he'd like.

- Yes?

You said turning around.

- Can we take a break for a while? I need to collect myself before the next one.

- Sure. Let's sit down in the shade.

You said, oblivious to your boyfriend's suffering.

- You go first. I'll go to the restroom real quick.

- Okay.

You left to find a spot with a nice shade so you could both rest and he hurried to the restroom, trying to act as normal as he could.

Getting there he quickly entered one of the stalls and locked it. He didn't know for sure what he was feeling, dizzy? Nauseous? Exhausted? But he needed to be alone.

He tried to take deep breaths to regain control of his breathing which was starting to alter. Once he managed to do that, nausea built up inside him making him bent over the toilet, hands on the wall for support.

He gagged unproductively a few times before what he thought was a productive gag only brought out saliva and bile, despite him eating before.

He straightened his back, took deep breaths again, and contemplated calling Chan because he knew this was his acrophobia starting to kick in and it would probably get much worse. With shaky hands, he grabbed his phone and called Chan.

- Minho?

- Ch-Chan hyung.

- Hey, Minho, are you okay?

- N-no-. I think my acrophobia is kicking in-

- Did you tell y/n?

- No! Don't tell her. I d-dont want to ruin her fun.

- But Minho-

- No. Please. We'll go to the next ride, just try to be close, please.

- Okay. It's your call. We'll be there if you need, don't worry.

- Thanks.

He quickly hung up because he felt something stuck in his throat so he bent over the toilet one more time but nothing but thick saliva came out. He flushed the toilet and walked out to rinse his mouth. He took a couple of deep breaths to recollect himself before he left the restroom to meet with you.

- Hey, babe. Is everything alright?

- Y-yeah. It's just that there were a lot of people. Sorry.

- It's okay. Let's go to the other one before the line gets too big.

You said grabbing him and heading to the next ride, which would come to be Lee Know's worst nightmare.

The line was a little long, but he was grateful because he could use that time to either recollect himself and wait for the worst or gather the courage to tell you about his phobia. He chose the former.

Each step forward was a deep breath and the increase of his heartbeat, and finally it was time.

By the time the safety bars were down, he was sure he didn't have any color left on his face and yet he tried to put up a smile for you, who grabbed his hands and smiled back and the ride started.

The ride wasn't only long, it was the second highest of the park and the minutes before it reached the peak before the drop, felt like an eternity for Lee Know.

Getting to the peak, his breathing was really labored, and all color had been drained from his face, he felt like he was dying. And it was only then that you noticed something was wrong.

- Honey? Honey, are you okay?

But he couldn't answer you and he didn't even have the chance to since the ride just dropped. You did your best to hold his hand and not scream to not bother him further since you didn't know exactly what was happening. The rest of the ride consisted of Lee Know curled up in a ball and you worried to death holding him.

When the ride came to a stop, you quickly got out and went to Lee Know's side and noticed he was pale as a sheet and shaky, so you asked the park staff to help. They helped him out of the ride and took him to a bench with a little less people around.

You kneeled in front of Lee Know to try to understand what was happening.

- Miss, would you like us to call the medical staff?

- Yes, please.

You answered and then turned your attention back to your boyfriend.

- Babe? Babe? Minho, can you hear me?

But the boy was completely paralyzed, his face was pale, he could feel his heartbeat on his entire body, and his breathing was labored to the point he was gasping for air.

You noticed this was something similar to a panic attack and part of you guessed what was wrong and decided to take action, while the medical staff didn't arrive.

- Hey, hey. Look at me, look at me.

You said firmly and only after he managed to look at you, eyes dazed and confused, that you asked another question.

- Can I touch you?

He shakily nodded a yes and you cupped his face so he could only look at you.

- Look at me. We're the only ones here, okay? Focus on me.

He shakily nodded another yes, not really lifting his face. He was gasping for air and getting lightheaded but the words wouldn't come out, so he just pounded his fist on his chest.

You grabbed his hands and squeezed them.

- Hey, babe. I'm right here. I'm right here with you. I need you to breathe for me, okay?

- C-can't-

That was all he managed to say.

- Yes, you can. I want you to breathe with me, okay? Pay attention to me. Inhale 1,2,3,4. Hold it 1,2,3,4. Exhale 1,2,3,4.

He tried but failed and instead gagged a little but unproductive.

- Let's try again. Focus on me.

Your voice was firm and stern but had a warm caring tone to it, signaling Lee Know that you were there with him and for him.

- Inhale 1,2,3,4. Hold it 1,2,3,4. Exhale 1,2,3,4

He followed your instructions and at first, it was difficult, it felt like he couldn't suck in any air but you guided him throughout and never let go of his hand.

After a few agonizing minutes, he had regained control of his breathing but things were far from being okay. His head was pounding, he was lightheaded and even if he was sitting, he felt the ground sink beneath his feet, making him sway forward holding his head.

You quickly grabbed him and pushed him back and didn't let go of him, noticing he could fall at any minute.

He felt his stomach flip violently, all its contents sloshing around and his mouth started watering. Something rushed up his chest and hit the back of his throat with a foul taste. Without much warning his stomach contracted again, making him jerk forward gagging barely giving him time to spread his legs before a thick stream of chunky vomit splattered on the ground right in front of you.

You managed to jump back in surprise but didn't let go of him quickly went to his side to rub his back as he gagged another violent stream of vomit.

- Oh baby... I'm right here. Get everything out. Don't worry about anything.

You noticed him gripping his pants and held his hand, rubbing circles on it as he proceeded to vomit one more time.

By now, Chan and the others came running, since Lee Know had told them to stay close by.

- Hey, y/n!

- Chan! Boys!

You said, a little relieved you now had more people to help with Lee Know, who had just burped wetly, triggering another stream, you changing between rubbing his back and patting it.

- Oh boy. Minho, you've really outdone yourself. I told you.

Chan didn't want to lecture him but seeing his dongsaeng and the closest one at that since he was the second oldest, like that broke his heart.

- Chan? Do you know what's wrong with him?

Chan looked at Lee Know who nodded a faint yes, too weak to tell you himself.

- Yeah. He has acrophobia which is an extreme fear of heights.

- What!? Why didn't you tell me!?

You turned to Lee Know, furious at both him for not telling you and yourself for not noticing, but still with a warm tone to your voice, showing you were really concerned.

- 'm sorry...you were having so much fun-

He said but was cut off by a gag that brought up even more putrid liquid mixing with the big puddle on the ground.

- Damn. Did the staff help you?

- Yes! They brought us here and went to get the medical staff.

Lee Know, who had stopped puking, felt extremely dizzy and light-headed, to the point where even sitting down he felt the world spin and the floor sink beneath his feet. Every sound around him was mixing together and muffling and there were black dots in his vision. He reached out to grab your hand and try to warn you.

- I'm gonna fain-

Was all he managed to say before blacking out, you quickly positioned yourself in front of him to grab him.

- Minho!

You managed to secure him and lay him down on the bench with the help of the boys. By now, the medical staff showed up and went immediately to Minho's aid.

- What happened?

- He has acrophobia and we were just on a ride. He seemed to have had a panic attack, threw up, and passed out.

- Understood. Alright, hey buddy, can you hear me?

The medic said while opening Lee Know's eyes to check for pupil reaction, which was fine.

- Buddy, if you can hear me blink twice.

Lee Know did as he was told.

- Alright buddy. I'm gonna check your blood pressure, okay?

- Hm.

The medic wrapped the device around Lee Know's arm and waited a few seconds.

- How is he?

- 100/70, it's a little lower than what we call normal but it's okay. He doesn't seem to be dehydrated and his panic attack seem to be under control. He will be okay as long as he rests for a while. It was just an episode, nothing to worry about.

At that moment, Lee Know regained consciousness, but all of the sounds, colors, and smells seemed to have come back all at once, hitting him like a strong wave. It triggered his stomach which shot up its contents without much warning making him choke.

The medic was quick to notice and immediately turned him to the side, just in time for a thick stream of vomit to gush out hitting the ground with a sickening sound. The medic kept one of his hands on Lee Know's shoulder for balance and the other between his shoulder blades for comfort as the boy vomited one more time.

- There you go, buddy.

After he was done, the medic gave him a water bottle so he could rinse his mouth.

- Alright buddy, we're gonna sit up very slowly okay?

He helped him up but didn't let go sensing he was still wobbly.

- Feeling dizzy still? Do you think you're gonna throw up again?

- just a little...and not really...

But he gagged a thin stream of saliva and bile before feeling empty.

- Okay, buddy. You're okay. Your blood pressure is good. I'd advise you to drink and eat something and go home for the day. It was just an episode.

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

You said as you sat by Lee Know's side with the boys gathering around.

- How are you feeling baby?

- Not so great...I'm exhausted.

- Oh, honey. Why didn't you tell me?

- I didn't want to ruin your fun. You were enjoying yourself so much it made me happy.

- But honey, I don't wanna have fun at the expense of your health! You could've told me, we'd find other stuff to do or go someplace else. And I'm sorry for not noticing how you were feeling.

- No. It's not your fault. I didn't want to tell you and I should've. I'm sorry.

He said ducking his head to hide obvious tears that were forming in his eyes. You might've been dating him for so long, but you knew that it was rare to see him cry.

- No, honey. Don't cry. Come here.

You said pulling him into a warm embrace, squeezing him reassuring him he had a safe place and he squeezed you back when he felt truly safe and comfortable.

He then lay down on your lap to rest for a while until Stevie arrived with Felix, who was in a similar state as Lee Know, on her back.

- Stevie!?

You all yelled as she appeared in front of you.

- Hey guys!

She said, sweaty and out of breath, setting Felix down on the bench.

- What happened?

With her hands on her hips:

- So....

----- FELIX AND STEVIE SITUATION -----

While Lee Know and you went about your date, and the boys somewhere else, Stevie and Felix started their date as well.

The amusement park was rather big so there were really small chances everyone would meet up coincidentally. Felix and Stevie went to eat first since Felix loved eating and loved someone who ate a lot, meaning Stevie. Even though they knew food and rides might not end up being the best match, they were both hungry and they've done it before. So they both ate and then went to play some of the games the amusement park offered.

One that Stevie decided to go to was the Haunted House, since Felix was a scaredy cat, that would be enough entertainment for her.

- Oh! It's the Haunted House! Let's go!

- Are you sure, baby? Really?

- Yes! Your reactions are really funny, plus, I'll be with you. You can cling to me like a baby koala if you want.

- Haha, very funny.

Stevie pulled Felix into the House and the torture session began for him.

A clown or a ghost would pop out every second, making him scream and flinch and indeed cling to her like a koala baby. Stevie laughing throughout but not letting him go. Safe to say he was exhausted when it was over, he walked out looking like a ghost himself.

- Hahahah. It was fun!

Stevie said looking at Felix and laughing again.

- You love seeing me suffer, don't you?

- Only if it's like this. Onto the next, we go!

- Let's get some water before, I'm really thirsty.

- Okay.

Stevie bought two cold water bottles and sat on a bench underneath a cool shade and noticed Felix looked a little pale.

- Hey, baby, are you okay? You look pale...

- Yeah. I'm still trying to recover from the Haunted House and it's really hot.

He said pulling his shirt and fanning himself Stevie noticed how sweaty he was so she gave him some tissue to wipe off. Thank God none of them were wearing makeup today, or it would've melted by now.

- let's go!

He said getting up and standing a hand to Stevie who happily accepted. They went on a few rides, which Felix enjoyed, except for one where he lacked out for a few seconds at the end but nothing to worry about.

After the latter, Felix asked Stevie to rest again before heading to the other attractions.

- Honey? Can we rest for a bit? It's really hot and I'm thirsty.

- Sure.

Felix was on his third water bottle of the day and Stevie was starting to get worried.

- Lix, are you really okay?

- Yeah.

- This is your third water bottle. Are you sure you're not dehydrated?

- I'm fine. It's just too hot today, I can't help it.

- Okay then. Take your time. Want some popsicle?

- Yes!

- Okay, just a moment.

Stevie left to buy The popsicles leaving Felix to cool off in the shade. But something was wrong, yes it was hot, but it felt like it was even hotter for him. He had drunk 3 water bottles and still felt thirsty, he was sweaty and Stevie mentioned he looked pale. Suddenly his head throbbed and he felt dizzy, even though he was sitting down, so he grabbed his head in an attempt to steady himself. And then took the cool water to drink and placed it on his neck and forehead, providing the smallest of comfort.

- Here! Got it! Take it before it melts!

- Thanks.

Stevie has gotten fruit-flavored popsicles, the best choice for this heat and it tasted heavenly. It made Felix feel alive again, the sweet chilling taste going down his throat seemed like it was everything he needed at that moment.

- Woah! It tastes good!

- Right!?

Stevie said with a beautiful smile that even caught Felix by surprise, making him lean forward and kiss her.

- Why so suddenly!?

She said, cheeks red as a tomato.

- Because you looked extra pretty.

He said smiling back. It seemed like he was fine now and everything would end well, but it only seemed that way.

Stevie and Felix went on a few more rides and then just kept walking around but then things started to get really bad for Felix.

He was sweating even more than before, his face was pale and flushed at the same time, he felt his heart beating all over his body, his head was throbbing and felt light, there were black dots in his vision and the ground was sinking beneath his feet.

He suddenly halted, head looking down.

- Babe? Felix?

- S-sorry...I feel dizzy...

He said, voice muffled, and already bending over and kneeling his body not wanting to work with him. Stevie was shocked seeing her boyfriend just crumble to the ground like that so she kneeled as well and placed a hand on his forehead.

- Babe you're burning up!

- It definitely feels like it...

- Now it's not the time for jokes Felix. What else are you feeling?

- Headache... dizziness...I'm thirsty and nauseous...

- You might have heat exhaustion. Sit down for a while.

Stevie placed her hands underneath his arms to help him sit down on the ground and Felix just ducked his head between his legs, while she quickly placed a cool water bottle on his nape and massaged his shoulders.

- I don't feel well...

- I know baby...

Felix didn't dare lift his head, he was so dizzy it felt like the world was spinning around him. His whole body burned and his stomach was twisting around, all the food and water threatening to make an appearance soon.

Unfortunately for them, people were stopping to look at the situation but some were kind enough to offer help.

- Hey, miss, do you need help?

- Oh? Yes! Can you tell someone to get the medical staff?

- Yes. We'll Be right back.

- Thank you.

She turned her attention back to Felix and wished they had the manager and staff with them, that way they could get rid of the curious people.

Felix felt his stomach flip and contract, hot liquid rushing up his chest filling his mouth with an acid foul taste, and before he could warn Stevie, a stream of very liquid vomit gushed out splattering on the floor between his legs, catching her by surprise.

- Oh my god! Felix!

Stevie said as she rubbed his back, thankfully his hair was already in a ponytail so it didn't get any vomit. Felix barely managed to catch his breath before another wave came out making him choke and vomit one more time.

- Get everything out.

- Babe, I feel like I'll pass out...

- Okay. I think you're really having heat exhaustion. We need to cool you down before it gets worse. Come on.

She wrapped her arms around him and carefully guided him up, one of the bystanders helping her take him to a nearby bench with a shade.

- Thank you.

- Is there any other way we can help while the medical staff isn't here?

- Yes. Can you try to get some ice packs? I need to cool him down.

- We'll see what we can do.

Felix was almost passed out but he was conscious enough to see Stevie take charge and matters into hands while the professional help didn't come and it made him feel secure and proud.

- Babe, we need to take off some of your clothes as well. I'll take this shirt off and your socks okay? The lighter the clothing the better you'll feel.

- Hm..

He just hummed in response, nearly passed out.

The bystanders arrived with ice packs and she quickly placed one under his neck, on his forehead, and his armpits and started to fan him. And after a while, the medical staff appeared.

- Hey, miss, hey buddy. Só what's going on?

- I think he has heat exhaustion.

- What are his symptoms?

- he told me he felt hot, thirsty, dizzy, his head was hurting, and nausea. He threw up a couple of minutes ago.

- Okay. This fits the heat exhaustion overall symptoms. We'll check his temperature and blood pressure. Excuse me, buddy.

His temperature was high, but not from a fever but from exposure to the heat and his blood pressure was a little low. The medical staff looked at what Stevie had done and praised her.

- Well done miss. Your decision to cool him down was the difference between him having heat exhaustion and evolving into a heatstroke.

- Thank you. So is he okay?

- Yes. It's just heat exhaustion. Keep him cool and hydrated and he should be feeling better in 30 minutes or so.

- Thank you.

Stevie said bowing and then kneeling next to Felix to keep fanning him.

- How are you feeling?

- Tired...and dizzy...

- Let's stay like this for a while. Do you think you can stomach some water? I got a straw so you don't have to sit.

- Yeah...

- I know you're thirsty but take small sips okay?

- Okay...

He did exactly as Stevie told him and the water provided him some comfort. He closed his eyes to rest while Stevie kept fanning him.

- I wonder how the others are doing?

- Lee Know - hyung might be having a hard time...

- wait, why?

- He's afraid of heights...and he didn't tell y/n...

- Oh yeah. Damn.

Stevie's reaction earned a laugh from Felix who was starting to feel a little better.

- Do you want me to call the others?

- No...they're probably having fun...or helping with Lee Know hyung...

- You're right. Wanna go there?

- No...not yet...I still feel dizzy and my stomach feels weird...

- Okay. You wanna throw up again?

- Maybe...I don't know...

- okay. Just tell me if you feel like it, okay?

- Alright

Felix closed his eyes and focused on the cool sensation on his body, where the ice packs were placed and the light wind provided by Stevie fanning him.

After a few minutes, he deemed it safe to sit up and meet with the others.

- I'll help you up. Slowly.

Stevie said wrapping her arms around him and helping him into a sitting position.

Even though he sat up slowly, he still felt dizzy, squeezing his eyes, opening them slowly trying to steady himself, and he began swallowing convulsively.

- Are you gonna throw up?

Stevie asked moving to his side and already rubbing his back.

Felix just nodded leaning forward, elbows on his knees for support. He opened his mouth and a wet gag brought up a stream of watery vomit splattering on the ground. Stevie kept patting his back when she noticed he choked and a cough triggered another wave. And after that, he was left dry heaving.

- Baby? I think you're done. If you keep vomiting you'll get dehydrated. Take this.

Stevie took out an antiemetic that she had in her purse, just like that one time during the plane ride. She dealt with motion sickness but that didn't stop her from enjoying things and having her medication on her always came in handy.

Felix took the pill and then a few small sips of water before he felt a little better.

- I feel a little better now...thanks...

- And the nausea? Dizziness?

- The nausea is mostly gone, I think I needed to get that out. But I still feel a bit lightheaded.

- Wanna go rendezvous with the others?

- Yeah...I'm ready to go home. We can chill there, where there's AC.

He said dramatically and laughed, making Stevie laugh too and signaling her he was indeed feeling better.

- Let me help you with your shoes so you don't have to bend down.

- Thanks...

He said, face flushed from embarrassment.

- Say, can you walk?

- I don't know...I'm afraid of fainting...

- Would you mind if I carried you? Piggyback?

- No...

Thankfully for Stevie, Felix was light enough for her to be able to carry him on her back.

- Hold on tight.

She said as she carefully lifted him, not wanting to jerk him and make him feel dizzy or nauseous again.

- See? I told you.

- What?

- You look like a baby koala.

She said smiling and proceeding to walk to where the others were.

----- LEE KNOW AND Y/N (+THE MEMBERS)-----

- And now here we are.

Stevie said finishing the narrative of her adventure with Felix.

- Maybe we should've just stayed home.

You said, a little upset since this has been your idea and you felt kind of responsible for everything.

- No no no. It's not your fault, honey. I was the one who decided not to tell you about my fear of heights because I was too proud.

- Yeah. And you couldn't have predicted Felix would have heat exhaustion as well. None of this is on you.

Stevie said hugging you.

- Well, what do you say we continue this double date plus, us, at a hotel or somewhere with a pool?

You, Lee Know, Stevie, and Felix couldn't help but laugh at the dramatic way Han said that.

- Well, I'm in. At least we can rest and enjoy some pool!

You said smiling, Lee Know, Stevie, and Felix agreed with the idea.

- Then let's go.

You helped Lee Know up and wrapped your arm around his waist, while he put his arm over your shoulder and kissed you.

Stevie picked Felix up on her back again, earning a cute smile from the freckled boy.

And the others well, they had each other's company.

- Damn, you calling us single in many different languages.

Changbin said earning a hysterical laugh from you and Stevie, and the boys as well but Hyunjin was quick to correct the sentence.

- Not "us", you. Mine couldn't come because they had an appointment. We're not the same.

The drama queen said, making the boys jump on him.

- Go walk with the love birds then. We have each other back here.

Changbin said pushing Hyunjin towards the couples and proceeding to hug the remaining, single members.

This family was chaotic but you and Stevie couldn't ask for a better one.

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[astrummorte]

SO... I NEED SOME HELP.

short version right at the top here: my family has been getting really bad about asking me for money, even though they all have jobs of their own. i've been openly planning to move out, and i think that's why they're doing it. if you can spare some money to donate/tip/commission, i would be most grateful.

link to donate: https://ko-fi.com/faepr1nce

longer version is as such.

i've been openly planning to move out for about half a year now. for half of that half a year, i've held a really steady job, going in every day for the past almost four months now with only two true sick day exceptions. for a person with the disabilities i have, this is actually exhausting, but i need to get the hell out of dodge as soon as possible.

this came onto my shoulders in a rush, and while, yes, the people i'm moving in with being unable to help for a little while with saving up is part of my stress, it's not the major point of it, nor a moderate part of it. (so, don't you dare blame yourselves, you both, because i know you can read this.) the point of the matter is, i'm being drained dry of all my resources, and even my scarce moments of buying something i truly need sometimes puts me in the red. (i only have two dnd related subscriptions and one basic discord sub, that doesn't bother me and i plan for it every month.)

i would have liked to get my license (60$ max) and at least a car before moving out, so i wouldn't rely on my parents anymore, but it cannot be helped, and it will be addressed when i can address it.

currently! i need help to save up just to get one of my roommates out of a potentially life threatening locale before summer gets into swing (the latest this can possibly be done is the second to MAYBE third week of june. absolutely no later than june 21st, and that's pushing it.) she needs to be out by june 21st, and a week before getting her up here, i need to have the new place to stay before that happens.

at minimum, i need to have 1200$ USD to safely get my first roommate in a place where she can stay safely and avoid the lethality of staying in texas (in her current situation). i currently have around 250$ out of that 1200$ so i'm not starting from scratch and i put away 100$ - 150$ every pay. i just won't have it for when i need it, nor in the timeframe that i'd need it to be collected. if i had more time (and texas didn't FUCKING SUCK), then i wouldn't be fretting so much.

but i truly do need the assistance, and i can even draw or make graphics or psds or anything you need for at minimum of 5$ donations. if... if you could spare anything, i would severely appreciate it. i'm not going to beg, but i will ask very very nicely if you can give anything i'd appreciate it.

link to donate at the bottom again: https://ko-fi.com/faepr1nce

#♡. ren writes ⁄ ⁄ underneath crimson skies . #signal boost! #psa; #if you could reblog this i would kiss you #or hug. or pat. just #wehs. #long post

[compassionatereminders]

Hi Kat,

I know you have quite a big following so I want to ask you something, just to see if any of your followers or even you experienced something similar. I apologize for a very long message btw.

The topic is: A STRANGER CLAIMS THEY KNOW YOU BUT YOU HAVE ACTUALLY NEVER MET THEM.

Firstly I would just like to say that I don't do drugs or drink. I'm a few years older than you, so while yes I'm 31 I'm still not an old grandma and my memory is pretty good.

I'm a person who still recalls how the voices of my ex-classmates sound (when I read books, or anything else, I read it with a voice in my head... if you know what I mean. I can recall voices I like and read text in that voice), I still know their names and last names. Except I don't know all the last names of my classmates that I went to high school with for 4 months (but I remember how they looked like, sounded like and I know their names, I just don't know last names of some people who had pretty long or complicated last names).

Now to the story. Last year I went to pay a lottery ticket for my dad. He plays a lottery ticket every week. I don't really know what this little store is called in English, we call it "trafika". You can pay lottery tickets there, you can pay bills, they sell magazines, some alcohol, cigarettes, little chocolate bars, chewing gums... and that's pretty much it. It's very small. A woman owns this store and she has 1 employee. One works in the morning, another one in the evening.

Last year, it was during summer break time I saw a new cashier - most likely the owner took some time off.

The new cashier wasn't rude looking or anything, but when I stepped into the store I got such an odd vibe, just a very uncomfortable feeling. This happens a lot to me... it's like an intuition I guess. And I'm usually right because when I get an odd vibe from someone something usually goes wrong.

I wanted to pay the lottery ticket when the woman called me by my name. I was quite surprised since I had never seen this woman in my life. She told me her name and because I was looking at her confused she told me she used to be my classmate.

I went to some high school for 4 months before I changed schools. Her name wasn't common, and I was even more confused because I would 100% remember a unique name. I have never had a classmate with that name.

I'm a loner, a quiet type so she would 100% not know me if she weren't my classmate. But even if I'm a loner I did speak with those classmates, heck I was forced to when we had to do stuff in groups and so on, so I 100% interacted with all my classmates at some point.

She even told me the name of the school I went to. I told her that I don't remember her at all, she seemed kind of disappointed and a bit mad, but since I saw this woman for the first time in my life I didn't feel the need to lie and pretend I did know her. I just felt like it would be more awkward if I lied. I paid for the lottery ticket and I said bye to her and told her I had to go because I was in a hurry (that was a lie but oh well. Her mad stare was kinda making me feel awkward so I just wanted to go asap)

The next week I didn't pay lottery ticket there but I went to the post office instead because this interaction kinda freaked me out a bit. I even crossed the street when I walked by in the next few days. But after a few days, the owner was back (you can see easily inside because it's a glass window and that woman never returned since then). I don't even know how many days that woman worked there because for 3 days I was too freaked out to even look at that direction, I know it sounds silly. And the day I looked there the owner was back. So I guess she was there less than 3 days?

What else gave me the creeps is... she really wanted to convince me that we knew each other. Something about that just felt off to me.

I know like 15 years passed since then but I swear to you on my life I don't remember ever meeting this person. I remember people who take the same bus as me, even if I see them on that bus once every month. And I don't brag I can recognize every person I have ever seen, because I can't. But if I remember a random person I see on the bus once per month, I'm sure I would remember this woman like I remember every single one of my classmates. This is why I feel crazy.

I deleted my facebook ages ago, and when I had facebook I was never sharing personal info like which school I went to or where I worked. So it's not like she was bored, saw me on social media, and decided to prank me.

I listen to yt stories sometimes and some stories are about how people shifted into a different reality. These are just interesting stories to me, nothing more. But that day I felt like this woman met another me in some different parallel universe, I know it seems crazy.

I find the idea of a parallel universe interesting but I don't know if I believe in all this, but it just felt like she is from a different reality where she met me. And in this reality, I never met her.

I lost all touch with ex classmates (they also live far away from me so it's not like I can run into them either) I can't ask anyone else if they remember her.

I usually don't message you on anon, but in this case, I will turn on the anon button... because I feel kinda crazy. Some time passed already but whenever I walk by I always think of this incident. And I was just curious if anyone else experienced something like that?

I agree that it's odd, but I don't believe in reality shifting and I think it's far more likely that you genuinely forgot one classmate after 15 years than that she's from a different reality. Even if your memory is unusually excellent

#chat with kat #reality shifting tw #paranormal tw #unreality tw #parallel realities tw #spirituality tw

[forabeatofadrum]

Do you sometimes wake up and think to yourself: "Today, I am going to do something batshit insane?"

That's me today. I'm doing another WIP Wednesday Hospital. Since it's been 8 months since the last one, here's a quick reminder of the Hospital metaphor, copy-pasted from the previous Hospital post: "the WIP Wednesday Hospital is inspired by a post by @facewithoutheart​ called a WIP Wednesday Graveyard, where Christina put her abandoned WIPs to rest and I was obsessed with the idea, but I also realised that I wasn’t ready to put my WIPs to rest since I had the intention of finishing them. So instead of a graveyard, my WIPs reside in a (long-stay) hospital ward. All my WIPs are waiting for me to discharge them (aka finish them)."

As usual, I recommend people to do this as well, since it's a fun way to look back on older WIPs. Below the cut are 10 patients waiting for a visit. You can go say visit all of them, or just skip to the ones that interest you. I bolded the fandoms/ships etc. for easier browsing.

Leave your name at the desk and be safe: @quizasvivamos @blurglesmurfklaine @coffeegleek @esperantoauthor @otherworldsivelivedin @caramelcoffeeaddict @sillyunicorn @bazzybelle @dragoneggos @raenestee @tectonicduck @nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @thnxforknowingme @captain-aralias @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @justgleekout @cerriddwenluna @tea-brigade @ivelovedhimthroughworse @moodandmist @whogaveyoupermission @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @ionlydrinkhotwater @1908jmd @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral @chen-chen-chen-again-chen ​ @cutestkilla ​ @nausikaaa ​/@wellbelesbian ​ @martsonmars ​ @facewithoutheart ​ @shrekgogurt @boyinjeans @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites @blackberrysummerblog @whatevertheweather @artsyunderstudy

I have two summer challenges that I signed up for, namely the Madison and More (OMGCP) and the Klaine Back-To-School AU (Glee) and both challenges are due in August and unfortunately for me I have written nothing yet. But that will change today!

I cannot tell you which prompt I claimed for Madison and More, since it's an anonymous fest, but I think this doesn't give away a lot:

Jack's tired. He's been tired for a while, which is why this vacation is needed. He's on the beach. He's lying in the water, but at the shallow part, enjoying the sun. Damn, he needed this. He can feel himself doze off.

I think I am allowed to share the prompt that inspired me for the Klaine Back-To-School AU. Like I said, I have written zero (0) words for this, but I have been thinking about this fic so here we go.

Kurt is about to lose his mind. He has no idea where it has gone wrong, but it's gone wrong. "Fuck," he yells, because he's fucked. He is so totally fucked. It's his third year as a pre-school teacher and this has never happened before. He needs to reel in the swearing before the kids arrive. He also needs to fix this mess before the kids come in. They will be devastated if they find out that ten of the classroom pets have gone missing. "Fuck!" Kurt says again. How did this happen? These animals are all cared for. They live here. This classroom is reserved for them. Kids come here to see the animals, not the other way around. Suddenly, Kurt hears a voice. "Everything all right in here?" he hears, "I heard swearing."

The joke is that I don't know how this fic ends (yet), because like Kurt, I also have no idea where the animals are.

Anyway, up to the next patient. It's the small fic idea that I came up with during my vacation. Here's Simon's POV of the "cat leaves paw prints on Baz's fancy car" fic:

Buttered Scone is a typical housecat, but every now and then I take her out for a walk. Yes, she wears a collar and a leash and she doesn’t complain at all. Penny says it’s a good thing, because this way I can keep an eye on her, since London is huge, and Buttered Scone doesn’t disrupt the local biodiversity by roaming freely. So yes, I have her under control. Most of the time. Except this time, I looked at my phone and when I turned back to Buttered Scone, she was atop of a car.

This made me realise that Buttered Scone's initials are B.S. Huh.

I am still thinking about my good ole Sarah Jane Adventures Extended Universe fic aka Luke Smith's Gay Adventures at Oxford (mostly) aka me exploring the alien side of Luke as an added bonus, so uhhh:

"Have you been up every night?” “I guess.” “That’s fine,” his mum says, “Just… please be a bit more quiet next time, okay?” “Why?” “Because you woke me up. From sleep.” Luke stares at his mum. Sleep. He’s heard of that. Maria once came over and she said she was tired because she didn’t get enough sleep. His mum told Luke that he can ask her anything. “Mum, what is sleep?” His mum looks dumbfounded. “You don’t sleep?” “I don’t know. Do I?”

Look, his super alien brain is the cumulation of thousand other brains, it makes sense that it is hard to turn off.

Patient no. 5 has been here for a while. It's Matty Chris D, our boy, aka Just Some Guy, aka the Snowbaz from an outsider perspective fic. MCD still doesn't care about the guys at all, but the existence of Simon and Baz is noticable. So what happens when Simon doesn't show up?

Simon Snow does skip class. I don’t care. But then he skips again. And again. And again. Not only that, but his friend Penelope Bunce isn’t attending classes either, and that’s extremely weird. Weirdly enough, she’s not the reason something feels off. Sure, she usually is very present in class, constantly asking questions and adding her own commentary, but it’s Simon’s absence that is weirding me out. I usually do not care about his presence in class, since he doesn’t participate as much as Penelope Bunce or Tyrannus- oh, I mean, Baz Pitch, but his absence is noticeable because there is a lack of magic surrounding us. I didn’t know I had gotten so used to the Chosen One leaking magic until now.

For context, this is the 3rd year, where Simon and Penny disappear for a few months. In the scene before this, Matt's friends lament that being the Chosen One must have some perks, cause it means you can skip class in order to save the world or something.

Okay, next one! I actually read The Sun and the Star during my vacation and it completely throws everything out of the window re: my Solangelo fic, but that's the beauty of fanfiction, isn't it? My version of getting-together is more angsty.

Nico leaves the infirmary before any more deaths occur, but they do occur in the days after. It feels like a blow to the camp that even days after the big battle against Gaia, people still die, but that is how it is. Nico spends most of his time in Cabin 13. It’s empty without Hazel, but he makes it work. He told everyone that he’s staying, and Nico is committing to that. He asks Annabeth for some decoration tips. The Stolls steal his shoes and he can’t even be mad at them. He congrats Clarissa La Rue when she gets her university acceptance letter. Jason tells Nico about his new plan for honouring the gods. Camp Half-Blood is still grieving, but life goes on.

Not going to lie, I do not know if I will ever finish this, but that's also what I said about, for example, aap noot mies.

I also published a Love, Victor fix-it last year after the series finale and I said I was going to write more fix-its (the ending really sucked, guys) and I did start one and I have been adding things to it every now and then:

Benji hurries to the bar and Victor does a double take when Benji comes back with a glass of milk. “Did… you just order that?” “You should’ve seen the barperson’s face,” Benji says with a wink and he raises his glass, “Good for your bones, you know?” “Cheers,” Victor says. “So, you come here often?” Benji asks.

I am somewhat a Venji-truther, but I just didn't like the way how they ended up together. It felt rushed and they didn't discuss why their relationship failed in the first place. They just kissed on the ferris wheel, which is a nice way to bookend the series, but come on! So in my fix-it, they meet again after 3 years of not seeing each other.

No. 7 is a quick check-in with the Glee/CO crossover. I mentioned it to @bitbybitwrites, who has recently read Carry On! In a shocking twist of events, I actually managed to come up with (a draft of) the summary before finishing the fic. The fic is far from finished, but I thought it'd be fun to share the summary:

Baz thought that his obsessive and insufferable Gleek days were behind him when the show ended, but when Simon accidentally transports the two of them into the Glee universe, his knowledge might pay off. Blaine is very confused when he realises something’s wrong at Dalton Academy and that there are two new people roaming around that clearly don’t belong here. He and Kurt try to understand what is happening. Can the four of them find a solution to this situation that doesn’t involve Baz outing himself as a Klainer 12? Will Simon finally make sense who he is now that he has Kurt and Blaine to guide him? And can Kurt and Blaine ignore the fact that their unwanted guests clearly know more about Kurt and Blaine’s lives than they let on?

No. 8 is a fic I have been stuck on for a while. It's a The Legend of Zelda fic and it definitely an example of the two cakes principle, because it's about Link being sad after Link's Awakening. I also don't know if this will ever get finished, but I like this:

Link’s playing his flute in the grass of the castle. It’s a lovely song and Zelda takes her time to enjoy it. She closes her eyes and she lets the music overtake all her senses. She lets out a happy sigh. The music abruptly stops. When Zelda opens her eyes, she sees Link looking at her with wide eyes. “Don’t stop on my account,” Zelda says. She sits down next to Link. “I don’t know that song. It’s lovely.” “Thanks.” “What is it called?” “The Ballad of the Wind Fish,” Link says and he shoots Zelda a serious and almost pleading look, as if he wants Zelda to recognise it. She has to disappoint him.

Hey, remember AU, Please!, the OMGCP fest all about AUs? I wrote Center Ice for it. I love that fic. But I actually had another prompt that I claimed, but I had to let it go since I didn't have time to finish it. It's about Dex's unusual power. The mods allow writers to publish it later outside of the fest, ....

His mother had sat him down when he was six years old. She crouched in front of him. “My son, one day, you will unlock the family’s secret power. It’s been passed through from generation to generation and only one person each generation has the power. We do not know how it works exactly, since it’s not passed down from parent to child, but it is within our family, and we have reasons to believe you are the chosen one.” Now, Will loved Superman, so he was stoked to hear that he had powers. Unfortunately for him, the powers of his family are less fortunate. “You will have the ability to turn into a lobster, my son. Use it wisely.”

And lastly, a returning patient who will be semi-discharged soon. It's my fic about Asian identity in Glee. It got some renewed interest after I mentioned it on my post about Jenna's comments on the racism she experienced. As a result, I am thinking about posting it as a series of standalone ficlets. The reason I haven't started doing that is because I don't have a title or anything. Classic.

Anyway, this was inspired by, I guess, my life, but it is in on my mind again after I saw someone wear a bamboo hat on the train station. I wish I had the courage to just... do that. Kinda messed up that I am too afraid to wear Chinese clothing in public due to backslash, but that is life.

Tina stares at her hanbok. It is beautiful. It is by far one of the most beautiful pieces of clothing that she's ever owned. It's to small for her now. Her mother bought it for her when she was in Korea with Mrs. Danvers and An Unnamed Character. That was years ago. Tina was still a child and she was so happy when her mother showed it. Times were simpler back then, because Tina would soon learn that others did not share her joy. Every time she would wear it in public, people saw it as a reason to target her with racially slurs. Tina wanted to feel pretty, but they made it clear that she was ugly in their round eyes. So Tina put it back in the closet and she could only wear it once a year during Halloween, when she would dress up "as a Korean" and she'd be surrounded by all the other white girls with cheap Geisha-esque wigs, taped back eyes, flimsy fans and whatever "Oriental costume" they bought from Target. It's such a beautiful hanbok, and it got reduced to a Halloween costume, and now Tina's grown too much to wear it.

I actually cleaned out my childhood bedroom today and I found the shoes that my mother brought from China (together with the cheongsam that inspired this snippet) and yeah, they don't fit anymore, just like the cheongsam.

Okay, damn, sorry to end this visit on a bummer, so have an extra snippet from the same fic that is more upbeat:

“Mike, it’s Wes!” Tina says excitedly and she clutches her boyfriend’s arm. She is completely ignoring the fight she had with Mike, since she is so excited. “AsianDancer?” Wes asks, sounding expectant, “Or just Mike?” Mike takes a look at Wes and he does a double take when he sees that Wes is wearing a Dalton uniform. “GavelMan92?" Wes nods. "You’ve got to be kidding me,” Mike says as well.

AsianDancer 🤝 GavelMan92 🤝 XxGothGirlTayTayxX BFFS 4 ever!!!

Anyway, if you've made it this far, have a flower 🌺 as well.

#wip wednesday #tagged in #back by no demand at all... this!!!

[alder-saan]

The Path of Poisons .4

Asphodel

Larissa Weems x gn! OC

The Path of Poisons masterlist . [01] . [02] . [03] . [04] . [05] . [06] . [07] . [08] . [09]

words count: ~1.8k

WARNING: I'm translating this from French to English. As it takes sooooo much time to do it myself, I use an automatic translator. BUT neutral doesn't exist in French so even if I proofread to change every "he/him/his" or "she/her/hers" in "they/them/their" I might miss some.

"Ugh, shit!"

"Well, I'm glad to see you too, Rei."

Rei looked up from their phone. Thalia was in front of them. This time she was wearing green overalls and a flowered shirt, with a braided straw hat to hide the snakes in her hair. The Weathervane was their usual meeting place, now that the summer holidays had begun. They met several times a week in the mornings to catch up on old times. After all, it had been almost five years since they had seen each other. Rei had dyed her hair red. A dark red, rather, so that the colour would look natural. He was wearing a cream shirt and brown trousers.

"Sorry, Thalia. It's my editor who says he can't edit my book at the moment, I still have to work on it. Except I'm going to start running out of money, you know? I was counting on the sales of this book to bail me out."

"Well, you know, there are ways around that."

"Like what?"

"A botany teaching job just opened up at Nevermore. And you're more than qualified."

Rei took a sip of their coffee.

"In botany, maybe. Not in teaching."

"Think about it, even if it's only temporary, it might make your situation a little more secure."

"I don't know if I really want to…"

see Larissa Weems again.

"to teach a bunch of insolent kids."

"They're very nice, for the most part. Besides, I can teach you a lesson if you like. We've got all holiday for that. Oh, I'll have a lie-down, please," she said, calling out to the waiter."

"Listen, it's nice of you, really, but I'd rather ask the florist if she doesn't want to hire me for a few months."

"As you wish. But know that if you change your mind, I can always plead your case to Mrs. Weems. She's very understanding, you'll see."

"I'm sure she is."

Their tone seemed a little dry. Thalia frowned.

"Hey, Rei. Just because you're having a bad day doesn't mean you have to be that nasty."

"Excuse me, this whole thing is getting on my nerves," they sighed.

"Well, do you have any plans for this morning?"

"I'm going to go to the florist."

"Oh, by the way! I found an old photo album of Nevermore from the years you were there but I don't see you… Wait a minute."

She rummaged in her huge backpack, pulling out various things: an umbrella, tissues, a water bottle, a jumper, another hat… and then the photo book. Rei took it and opened it. They searched for a few moments before pointing to a picture of a darker-skinned girl with disheveled black hair, wearing a uniform that was half-stained and torn in some places.

"Oh. My. God. Is that really you?"

"Haha, yeah, no wonder you don't recognize me. I don't think anyone would guess it's me."

"But you've had surgery?"

"Not at all, and that's the crazy part, I just changed a lot."

"Now that you mention it… But it looks like you've changed your ethnicity. In this picture, you say you are a Cree, I believe you. But today, your white-passing spoils everything."

"Yes, I don't know why it did that," they laughed, "miscegenation sometimes has strange results."

They turned a few pages and found themselves better combed, but still wearing the same shabby uniform. Next to them was Larissa Weems, with her arms wrapped around them, as if to cuddle them.

"Oh! That's Larissa! She's changed very little, though. Well, she has, a little, but you can tell. You look close in this photo."

Well, it's… It was probably time for that talk. In any case, Rei couldn't hide their past with Larissa forever. They leaned their back on the backrest, crossed their arms and legs, and looked outside, staring blankly.

"To tell you the truth, we were. But we didn't leave each other on very good terms. I'd even say it was on very bad terms."

"Oh, really? Why would you say that?"

"I don't want to tell you. Thirty years have passed, Larissa Weems then and Larissa Weems now are not the same person. What she did is in the past now. I hope she wouldn't do the same thing today."

Thalia had a pout on her face that meant "I'm worried about you… and I like gossip, too"

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"I'm sure. Especially as she's your boss, I don't want to put her life on display in front of you. And to be honest, she's the reason I don't want to be a teacher there. I don't want to see her again."

"But still, at the hospital…"

"She was sleeping. And then you know my curiosity. I wanted to see how much she had changed, physically at least. Please don't tell her I'm back. Don't tell her it was me. I think she'd be uncomfortable, too."

Rei laughed nervously.

"To be honest, I don't know if I would have moved back if I'd known she was there. Anyway, now that I have, I'm not going to move again just for her."

Speaking of the devil…

Rei turned pale. Mrs. Weems had just passed the window and was heading towards the entrance. They motioned to Thalia to put the open book away, and pretended to drink their coffee peacefully. Their friend did not understand such a reaction, she had not seen Larissa, as her back was to the entrance. Mrs Weems went first to the counter to order and then saw her colleague

"Oh, hello Mrs Kedlan!"

Thalia understood.

"Hello Mrs. Weems, this is my friend, who I think I've already told you about."

"Raine Asphodelus, nice to meet you," Rei agreed, standing up and holding out her hand to the tall woman.

"Likewise, Larissa Weems," she replied, shaking their hand.

They had agreed with their friend and former colleague Raine Asphodelus, author of The Book of Plants and Legends, to impersonate each other if the situation called for it. It was Raine who started it by impersonating Rei to the brother of one of their exes who came to beat them up.

"I wanted to thank you personally for buying me these flowers. It was very kind of you."

"It's nothing, I hope you like shrubby everlastings. These flowers are not to everyone's taste."

"I especially liked the symbolism."

The principal smiles. Shit. Larissa had become so beautiful. And then her eyes… Her eyes. It just brought back all the feelings they'd had for her in the past. Her outfit fit her so well, as if it had been made just for her, a very light blue that only enhanced the blue of her eyes. 'Pull yourself together, Rei,' they thought, swallowing their saliva.

"Dearest, are you all right? You don't look fine…"

"I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm just a bit lost here, I haven't been here long."

"Oh, when did you arrive?"

"The night you were attacked, I think. That's terrible, you were very lucky to get away…"

The waiter gave Mrs Weems her order.

"Very lucky that Avareïda Hydrurga had the idea of writing a book on poisoned plants I'd have to contact her again, by the way and have a student who had read it find me. I'll leave you now, I have to tell the police about my attack. I only came to get a coffee to go. Have a nice day. Oh, Thalia, I'll be calling a meeting for Mrs Thornhill's replacement soon, so I'll email you a schedule so you can all vote on what time works best for you."

"No problem, Larissa. Have a good day."

"Have a good day too."

The woman left. Rei fell back in the seat.

"FUCK."

"That's clever, I'll have to call you Raine now," Thalia said sarcastically

"You can keep calling me Rei and it won't be a problem."

They slumped on the table, one cheek against the wood, both arms on the seat.

"Why does she have to be THAT beautiful?"

"Wouldn't you like to give her another chance? I mean, professionally speaking… I'm telling you, she's a really good person. She helped me a lot when I was having problems with my family. And then she didn't recognise you!"

"I'll think about it… But if I accept, it's under the name of Raine Asphodelus. I really don't want her to know it's me."

Larissa was walking back to Nevermore, a little confused. Raine, huh? There was something about them she liked. Their eyes, maybe. She parked her car and got out. She liked this stranger. Maybe she was going to ask Thalia for their contact… She wanted to have fun, to get to know someone. Her near-death experience had opened her eyes. She didn't want to end her life alone. She wanted to find someone. She went upstairs to her office and walked to a door next to the fireplace. On the other side was the room she slept in during the week. She looked in the mirror. She had grown old. She should have done something about it before. Besides, most people her age were either already with someone or didn't want anyone. She felt ridiculous. Not attractive enough. Too old. She felt like she was waking up after a battle.

And then she remembered Ava.

Ava wore what she liked, even if her clothes had holes in them. Ava was strong. Ava didn't care what others thought. And that was why she liked her. She wanted to be like her. She walked out of her room and out of her office. It was strange, the empty corridors. Every major holiday she felt a little empty. But she still had work to do. She had to look at all the admission files for the next year. So there was no time to daydream.

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The romance officially begins!

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