#serena's life adventures

[kayann9]

Hope is a dangerous game

Thank you so much to anyone who read the last one shot! I really appreciate anyone who took the time to read, like or re-blog!

This is mainly from Gale's P.O.V just before Shadow-cursed Lands and his confession. Nothing explicit; just fluff. Tav (f -Serena) X Gale. 1057 words and I do not own anything other than Serena :)

Gods she was beautiful.

Gale’s brain let the thought roam free, the urge he’d had to reign it in when the dark magic coursing through his veins heaved had vanished. He watched her train with abandon and revelled in the fact he could glance in her direction without the guilt and concern that doing so would end their lives.

He had noted that beauty when she’d dragged him out of the portal.

The type of grace that elves possessed was a magic unto itself, but she was spectacular. The others had made the same eyes at her that he had; his incessant babbling about his life in Waterdeep and tales of misbegotten adventures as a youth had been his weapons in the war for her attention.

“Your flank. It’s always the flank!” Karlach’s voice boomed as it broke his silent reverie. “You know, I will always watch your back Ren but sooner or later you’re going to feel the point of a sword there.”

“I’m left-handed! It’s hard.”

Serena was left-handed. Of course, she was. Gale had spent his time studying her since he’d decided he’d have to keep away from her, since the night of magic happened, and he’d seen that thought whirring in her brain. He’d worked out that she liked the outdoors, that she enjoyed the sound of water, she was better at cards than she told anyone – often faking poor hands and bluffs - and that when she was happy, genuinely so, she smiled with her whole face. This was one of those times and far from the usually clench of agony in his chest, it was just his heartbeat throbbing away at the sight of the brightness in her eyes.

It was a different kind of feeling.

There was no anxiety around her. There were no knots in his stomach when he looked at her; just the feeling of warmth. The feeling of not wanting to wait until she spoke to him or looked at him again. He didn’t question that she was fond of him, whilst their relationship had not been spoken out loud, their glances and touches were the most intimate he’d ever felt.

He was falling in love with her.

He was in love with her.

And wasn’t that the cruellest joke of them all.

His Mother would have been thrilled if he’d spoken to her and told her of Serena; intelligent, brave, beautiful, good. She’d been no fan of his special relationship with Mystra; no fan of his designs of wanting more than mortality. This, this she would have been ecstatic about.

And he wouldn’t ever be able to tell her.

Because it wouldn’t be anything more than a blip in time; maybe a moment before his destruction. His Mother would never know about how he’d met someone who made his heart sing; who laughed at his stories, genuinely and with heart; who made fun out of him with a soft glance.

He supposed the real question was would he even be able to tell Serena?

Would it be fair?

One part of him screamed to do it; to take her away to a secluded spot, show her the heavens and then some, tell her how if it were the real world and if he were at home, in his cluttered tower, he would’ve taken all the time in the world to do this right. He’d have taken her out, showed her any realm she wished to see, taken her to any place she had wished to visit.

Then there was the other part. The part that couldn’t forget the orb despite its silence. The part that reminded him how selfish that would be when he knew what the outcome was: oblivion.

And that was if she was even receptive to the whole idea. It hadn’t been lost on him that they were from different worlds; hers filled with blood and steel, his filled with mysticism and power. It was possible he’d read the whole thing wrong. That her glances were that of sympathy and pity not wanting and compassion.

He groaned and pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes.

It was all so complex.

It was all so human.

“You look a million miles away.” He startled as she sat beside him. “I’m tired of my flank being told off so I am having a break.”

Sweat beaded along her brow, her skin flushed with the heat. She glowed. “Just lost in thought. Your flank looked good to me.” As the words left his mouth, his brain caught up.

“I am very glad to have you watching my flank.” Her shoulder knocked into his, that familiar teasing tone had been slowly creeping back since Elminster’s visit. “Maybe you should go and spar with her, I can watch your flank too.”

He didn’t flush, for that he was grateful.

“I’m not sure sword fighting is my forte. A wise man knows him limitations and using an executioner’s axe is most definitely mine, especially if you want me to keep my hands. Very difficult to cast the array of spells at my arsenal without them.”

“I am almost positive they have much better uses than simply casting spells.”

Gale’s heart stuttered. This was definitely a flirtation. It was one of her more obvious ones. While he had tormented himself about all the outcomes, the more impulsive part of him couldn’t help but lean into her: messy hair sitting on her damp skin, rosy glow of her face in the evening light.

“Oh, really?”

Serena was so fast that he barely had chance to register, entwining her fingers in his. “Oh, most definitely.” Her voice lowered to a whisper and he couldn’t help but glance around the wide space, checking to make sure he had not actually succumbed to death, and this was some sordid fantasy he’d spent weeks pushing away.

Her breath tickled his cheek, her lips close to his ear.

“You… are also an excellent cook.” The giggle brought him back to reality and before he could register his disappointment, she planted the lightest kiss on his cheek before dancing away.

His skin tingled with the faintest ghost of her lips.

His soul tingled with faintest glimmer of hope.

For the first time, in what felt like an eternity, the tiniest gleam of a new voice in his head whispered: maybe she will find another way.

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[serena-babes]

✹ get to know me dear ✹

Serena She/her 19

I write about who I am hyper fixated on!

not new to tumblr as I've been on the platform for years but i am new to writing fanfictions! critiques welcome honestly i would be so grateful!

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currently writing for:

Hazbin hotel!

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Personal interest include:

Legend of zelda, Legos, Spiderman, ALL of the lego movies, Avatar, Avatar the last airbender, Adventure time, Call of duty modern warfare, Geology, Studio Ghibli, Detroit become human, life is strange, resident evil, Last of us

and a lot more !

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DNI: PEDO, INCEST, SCAT, MYSOGONY, TRANSPHOBIA, HOMOPHOBIA, POST TRAUMA CORE, ED CONTENT

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Requests are open! and i love talking to people so even if you don't have a fic request i still love to talk about almost anything! 𖦹✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

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[eliteseven]

Hi, so sorry to bother you, I absolutely love Serena, but sometimes I feel I don't know her very well. I've been able to pick up bits and pieces from your fanfictions and some of the asks here, but sometimes I feel I might be missing a few secrets, fears or motivations in that beautiful head of hers. If it's not too much trouble and if you get the time I'd love to know more about her, maybe some neat HCs or other such things that maybe aren't talked about as much. I just love her so much and I wanna hear more about her (not that I don't absolutely LOVE hearing about her adorable interactions with Shadowheart) 👉👈 🥺

🥹 it’s no bother! Thank you for asking!! I’m so flattered you’d like to hear more! I try not to talk about her as much as Shadowheart because she’s the one we all have in common, and I don’t want to bore anyone with OC lore 🫠

Unfortunately, I simply cannot shut up about OC's once asked. So anyway here's her life story: (this is so long I’m so sorry)

Her past:

-We all know her past: she grew up in a partriar family, as the product of a marriage of convenience. She enjoyed a life of luxury, is learned in history and etiquette, but always craved a life of adventure.

-As a little girl she was so curious, and got into trouble often for exploring where she shouldn't, for being late to her lessons. As she grew older, the severity of her punishments increased. Her once kind father turned on her; he sought to kill that “rebellious” streak in her- to make her a proper heir.

-Her father was heavily abusive, getting worse with age. He succumbed to his vices. He gambled the house into debt. He unilaterally decided to marry Serena off to recoup some losses, to join his house with another. And so at 18/19 she and her mother fled to Cormyr with next to nothing to their name. She became a knight, they were avidly recruiting for rebuilding efforts as defense. For a decade, she dreamed of facing her father, getting revenge, getting the estate back for her mother.

-She eventually returned to Baldur's Gate, only to find her father had died a while ago, but not before taking a mistress and a child and leaving the estate to them! Ouch! She...cannot bring herself to take anything away from them, let alone let them know she exists. She decides to return to Cormyr, completely lost, when she's taken by the mind flayers.

Her wants/needs:

-Serena's main purpose was to secure a home for her mother, to regain what their father had taken from them, and to confront the man who terrorized her for so long. Of course... that didn't work out.

-Her new purpose is ridding herself of the tadpole and surviving with this weird, rag-tag group of individuals. It's through this journey that she realizes that they're kind of like a family- and that's something she never had. Her mother and father were always practically at war, everyone around her was fake, a bootlicker to her father, or interested in wealth and material gain only. She realizes she craves close companionship, domesticity. More than that- intimacy. She's had lovers- but only had one lover that she actually got to know. Until…along comes a sharp-tongued, very enchanting Sharran. Not the poster child for domesticity and love, but...Serena sees something twinkle in her eyes, when she looks at animals, at children. She wants to bring out that side of Shadowheart, to protect that kind streak she’s seen in her.

-I think Serena's motivations are simple. She was a frightened little girl, with no agency, and no means to protect herself from her own kin. She never wishes to feel that way again. She wants to protect and provide for her loved ones. She wants to have loved ones. She wants to bring her mother back from Cormyr and give her a home.

-Her fears are also simple: She fears being weak. She fears being vulnerable like she used to be. She fears losing her loved ones- her mother, first- and eventually, Shadowheart, when they fall in love. Not necessarily losing them in the sense of them dying: her father changed. She watched a once decent man grow crueler with each passing year. She fears change, in a sense, or abandonment of the emotional variety.

-She really fears returning to high society in Baldur's Gate- as you will see when she attends that feast Wyll is having at High Hall. She remembers the scorn her family faced in their later years, she remembers the cruel whispers behind her back as she and her mother were nearly swallowed whole. She does not have fond memories of those times, and does not want to attend. She's noticeably very nervous about returning and doesn't want to bear her own last name (which Shadowheart thinks is RIDICULOUS because it's her name and she earned the right to be proud of herself, and it).

Personality:

-She's even-keeled, and kind, just like her mother. She’s generally approachable and easy to talk to- residual effects of all that time spent socializing. But she’s been humbled into this kindness. She knows what it means to struggle. She’s been at the figurative top of the mountain and rock bottom. She couldn't fathom not helping the tieflings. She makes a good leader because she isn't too hot-headed and seems to understand that people have intricate, complicated pasts.

-She's still very much a noble at heart lmao. Just because she's had to rough it, doesn't mean she's lost her taste for finery. She spent almost eighteen years in luxury! She takes care with her appearance (Lae'zel definitely mocks her for this at the beginning)- she holds her wine cup with her pinky out subconsciously (everyone mocks her for that except Wyll lol)- she's still soft and posh sometimes, hardened as her edges become.

-Her best friends are Wyll and Karlach (aside from Shadowheart ofc). Wyll knew her growing up in court- and though he's younger, they bond over those memories of festivities and other gatherings at High Hall.

-She can be playful- sharp tongued, but not like Shadowheart- she's much kinder. She's a traditional romantic- as seen in the fics. She's nowhere as experienced as Shadowheart. Her flirting style is just being honest and having a lovesick look in her eyes, tbh. She's oblivious to her own charm- but really, she's been a little too occupied to notice.

-She's so patient. She has a certain grace that never seems to go away, even as a soldier. She has a posh accent that was a dead giveaway for her in Cormyr.

-Conversely- when she’s upset, she can make cold, cutting remarks. She retreats into herself, bottles it up. It takes a lot to get her there, but she can be feisty when provoked. After all- she knows how to wield words as a weapon- surrounded by both diplomats and scheming politicians in her youth.

-She has forsaken religion (but she secretly prays to Selune). She was technically raised a Selunite, but her father's cruelty made her skeptical. He never worshiped anything other than coin and ale. He used to joke about how they ought to worship Umberlee, when nearly half of their trade fleet never made it back to the docks. When she helps Shadowheart along with her faith- that's when she returns to Selune, quietly. She prays for Shadowheart. Not even herself.

Obligatory gallery if you made it this far:

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[scraftyisthebest]

Pokemon main characters with their first partner Pokemon.

And now, for fun, time to talk about characters with respect to elemental powers and their starters! More specifically, their stories and goals.

⚡💨 Ash's first partner is Pikachu, an Electric-type, associated with the classical element of Air in many cases. Ash is a lively, carefree, energetic, and friendly spirit who can become friends with just about anyone. He is adventurous, and never stops loving to explore the world around him. Even after becoming the World Champion by defeating Leon and becoming the greatest Trainer who ever lived, he continues to travel the world, valuing the friendships he forges with the Pokemon he meets, and his undying love for Pokemon shines through in his belief in every Pokemon and bringing out the best in them through that belief and love. His resolution to becoming a Pokemon Master? To become someone who can befriend and connect his heart with any kind of Pokemon. Even if it's a lofty goal that he went through so much to get to where he is now, he never gives up in that dream nonetheless. In a sense, he's everyone's friend, and a free spirit who is true to one who embodies the elements of air and lightning.

💧💦 Dawn's first partner is Piplup, the Water-type starter of the Sinnoh region, naturally associated with the classical element of Water. Though starting out as a perfectionist focused only on results, expecting utter victory and taking failure hard, because of her eagerness to follow in the legacy of her mother, she learns to accept failure and struggle and to forge her own path as a Coordinator. She learns to take stride in the experience, instead of focusing purely on the endpoint, and becomes much more humble in her skill. Though well known around the world for her talent as a Coordinator, she now pursues Contests as a passion, and has opened herself up to doing more outside of it, becoming more laid back and going with the flow, embracing the adventure, and even the simpler pleasures of life. This is especially shown in her first interaction with Chloe, as she took the surroundings around her in stride, and taught Chloe to do the same to truly embrace the joys of being on a journey. In a sense, she's a skilled Trainer and Coordinator, but also a veteran journeyer around the world who goes with the flow like water.

🔥💥 Serena's first partner is Fennekin, the Fire-type starter of the Kalos region, who eventually evolved all the way to Delphox, with its evolution reflecting her own growth on her journey. Once railroaded into a set path by her mother into being a Rhyhorn Racer, she took an opportunity to see Ash, a boy she met once before, as a means to escape, and over the course of journeying with him found her own dream, to be a Pokemon Performer. And as she works towards that dream, she develops the willpower and passion to pursue it and to reach the top, to become Kalos Queen, to become the world's greatest Performer. She eventually comes to learn why she wants to become a Performer, which is to inspire others and give them strength, and goes as far as to travel to Hoenn to partake in Contests to gain even more experience, but also to give strength to others in her rise to the top. And it is that strength and passion that inspires Chloe to give a Contest a try in Journeys, and in doing so Chloe learns the sheer passion and excitement of pursuing a challenge alongside her Pokemon, and to reach greater heights. Serena learns to bring strength to others and work hard towards her dream and becoming the best, aiming for the top with the passion of fire.

🌱🌿 While Liko's story is still in its early stages, her first partner Pokemon is the Grass-type Sprigtito of Paldea. It will likely evolve all the way into a great Meowscarada someday, but that can wait. Nonetheless, a Grass-type can represent the Earth element of magic and fantasy. Someone who is steadfast, loyal, and true, and will protect what they believe in and those around them. In some cases, this can also manifest in a nurturing and caring nature. Liko has gone through quite a bit of development in what little we've seen thus far, but we know that she desires to become a strong Trainer so she can protect the people and Pokemon she cares about, caring most for the safety and livelihood of those around her. She is devoted to being someone who can stand up for others, true to her own innate being, and shows great compassion, even showing her devotion to the livelihood of Pokemon when she led an effort to restore a burnt forest to life on Arboliva's behalf. In a sense, loyal, calm, and nurturing like the earth. As Horizons continues, we are certain to see more of this aspect of Liko's character as she continues to create her legacy as a Trainer in the world of Pokemon.

Anyway, a fun ramble from me! If I feel like it I could do more of it with more characters!

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[streets-in-paradise]

From the Deepness of the Sea - Hector x Siren!Reader

Requested by @alysinwonderland-at-tea

" Excellent, so here's the idea, Hector x mermaid reader, she's captured in a fishing net and several sailors are poking at her and arguing about killing her, Hector saves her, cleans her wounds, bonus if she's like Serena from PotC and has legs out of water. Maybe some smut too, just Hector being so gentle with her. "

Warnings: Mixed lore for the mythical creatures to fit the specifications on the request. Since I don't remember mermaids existing in greek mythology, i'm calling them sirens to make it feel more accurate with the time period. I know those were actually bird women, but here they will look like mermaids. For the romance plot to work, i kept only the esense of the siren lore.

Summary: Greek legends land on trojan shore and the dangerous omen they bring forces the need for an exploration. Prince Hector gets on board with a crew of warriors and sailors in order to investigate, followed by his younger brother inspired by mythical curiosity.

When the tales turn out to be true, the battle for suvival ends with the reckless taking of a hostage. Refusing to engage in pointless vengeances, the trojan leader opts for a peacefull resolution taking the dangerous creature under his protection. Despite he believes to be discovering a human resembling side on the siren, his own humanity ends up fascinating her.

Note: The intro scene is inspired in POTC, as the request suggested, and in this painting . I know there was more plot specified in the request, but since this one got too long I will do the rest on a continuation.

Heroic expeditions weren't a typical point of encounter for the Princes of Troy, but each one found partícular reasons to participate together in one. Rumours among sailors and fishermen warned about the possibly for a very dangerous plague to start infesting trojan sea. Normally, that sort of investigation would be delegated to a tripulation of trustfull warriors on board in one of the king's ships. Still, Hector insisted on leading it because he wanted to show he was as willing to risk his life for his men as they would do for him. In contrast, his younger brother expressed an unusual enthusiasm on joining adventures due to the particular characteristics that one presented.

The men were speaking of sirens, matter that required confirmation before it could start becoming a serious threat claiming many lives. While his brother was approaching the topic from a serious perspective, Paris wanted to see the legends come to life.

" It's said they are beautifull beyond the wildest dreams of a mortal man. " He was repeating to him as he looked at the sea with a dreamy expression. " And some believe it's possible to reason with them, so I'll be seeking to become the first prince in history to win the affections of a siren. "

Hector stiffled a chuckle and looked at him with justified skepticism.

" You will be the first prince being devoured by a half fish lady. There are límits for your charm, brother, and this is one you shouldn't cross. I allowed you on board only to not dissapoint our father, but I won't encourage your recklessness. "

He grabbed him softly by the shoulder, seeking his attention to provide a wise advice.

" Paris, if the rumours are true … This creatures feed on the hope in your desire, call yourself luckly of surviving a close encounter and don't expect to brag for anything else. "

Nothing seemed to break his spirits, not even the most bassic common sense. However, Paris had a deeper reason to expose himself like that and he decided to share it only with his brother.

" I'll chaze the posibility. I'm not a great warrior, I will never be a mighty king, but i trust in my beauty and charm. The kiss of the siren is my only chance to do a feat poets would sing about in years to come. "

Hector smiled, softened by the relatively honorable motivation, yet incapable of not scolding him for it.

" Only fools face death for glory, we are here to protect our country. "

For hours they awaited, as if they were mere fishermen on their boat hoping for the bait to work, but nothing seemed to happen. Frustration started to expand among the ship crew and Paris started singing out of boredoom.

He sang of love, expressing his hopefull desire. In his voice there was the sweet seduction he would have for a lover in his bed. It was apparently a vain attempt of calling the mythical beauties, so when his song ended with no evident result most of his companions started laughing.

It didn't last long, Hector had to warn them of an outside presence smiling at them from afar. A beautifull woman had emerged from the deepness of the sea and she was looking at them with curiosity.

Fear took over the men, paired thightly with an irresistible fascination. Only Paris managed to confidently smirk back, then hesitantly approached to the edge of the ship's deck rigth in between the rowing benches and the eye.

" So the legends are true. " He spoke to himself, indirectly adressing her in his smoothest tone. " I've been told that your kind is capable of understandment. May you indulge me with a proper conversation, fair maid? "

She giggled lightly to his flamboyant speech, splashing sounds of her moving tail making her seem invested on his praising manners.

The rowers lost their positions observing her jumping towards him, easy task given the relatively flat dimmension of the ship conceived for speed.

Supporting herself on the wood of its edge, she kept charming the prince.

" Are you the one who sings? That was beautifull. "

Her human half, a splendid woman of naked torso, was fully exposed to all of them and many others were one with Paris's amazement.

" Not as much as you, my divine friend. " He sweetly replied. " I feel striken by Eros while simply looking at you. "

Visually feasting on her beauty, none of his companions dared to interrupt untill Hector called everybody out.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU FOOLS? YOU ARE MEN OF TROY, BEHAVE AS SUCH!! "

Most of the men managed to react, shamed by his words, but Paris had to be dragged away.

" Let me have this, Hector! " He started complaining. " I'M NOT LIKE YOU, HER KISS COULD BE THE ONLY GLORY I WILL EVER REACH!! "

His brother responded holding him tighter.

" Paris, you will get yourself killed. "

" How is it ANY DIFFERENT from what you do in war? " The young man defended his point with unusual wisdown. " When you leave for battle, you could also get killed and I have never restrained you from that danger against your will."

His little brother had never spoke to him like that, so it was most likely for him that siren had poisoned his mind already.

" There is no honor in dying like this!!! "

His protest became more agressive.

" I HAVE TO TRY, LET ME GO!!!! "

The bewitching sea lady wasn't importunated by the pittyfull scene interrupting her.

" … Paris. Is that your name? Sounds as beautifull as you, the most handsome man I have ever seen. "

She began to sing, affecting everyone else's will of resistance. Hector himself became entranced and the strenght of his arms began to fade, allowing Paris to escape him.

The young prince rushed towards her. When the closeness became enough, she started caressing the sides of his face. Guided down by her hands, he was dangerously close to jump from the ship near the end of her song.

As if the posible inminent death of his brother would have awakened a primal instinct in him, Hector regained self control for an instant brief enough to save his life by pulling him in the opposite direction.

Two of the warriors on board followed, rushing into battle against her. Suddenly, a small yet dangerous squad showed themselves at the surface to protect the hurted sister.

Trojans fought braverly for the control of their ship, but salvation wasn't enough. The men wanted revenge and as the creatures started to retreat some of them threw fishing nets hoping to catch one alive.

They got you among the last lines attempting to leave. Sounds of mockery and sharp blades were waiting you with frenetic excitement, but their leader stopped the carnage.

" THAT'S ENOUGH! I will not tolerate cruelty, our ríght call for arms ended when the enemy retreated … Are you blind to the clear evidence exposed to us? Greek sailors must have learned to avoid their island, so the sirens are adventuring away for their own survival. If we damage her, her angry sisters will find a new home near our shores and Troy will not survive that. Trade will colapse and our brothers will be devoured one by one. "

Still shocked by the near death experience, Paris had witnessed the episode as he tried to recover and only then began to overcome his self preservative absortion.

" The risk was greater for me, yet I'm not seeking any revenge. "

The men restraining you abandoned their positions and at the very same instant you stopped struggling, it was reveiled to them that you started looking like a regular girl.

No fishtail, and in its place, a pair of beautifull legs of skin as smooth looking as the rest of your body.

In Hector's eyes, you appeared like a frightened naked girl surrounded of men seeking to harm her and whose only partially accomplished crime was trying to defend her sister.

He gave you a cloak to cover yourself. The concept of shame índuced by nudity was foreign to your kind, but you accepted to cover with it understanding it was a well intentioned gesture on his part.

You began to observe him with curiosity, but not of the predatory kind that your sister utilized against his brother a while before. It came from genuine amazement product of the first selfless act of kindness a human man had ever showed you. For any other, finding you in such weak state would have been a great temptation, an oportunity to prey on you. There was no glimpse of hidden lust in his actions, but pure will to help.

His eyes were dark, but his glance inspired an inviting warm that was tempting for you. When you clinged to him, you discovered that his body was able to provide an ever greater heat.

" Should I trust your embrace? " Hector asked you. " I'm not going to hurt you, so I hope you will return the courtesy. "

You looked at his face almost with the same awe an unlucky sailor would have shown for you.

" … You are different, … the song. It didn't take over you, not completely. No one ever … "

Hector understood and shared your confussion.

" The impulse of protecting my family must be stronger than we thought, I guess. My concience didn't last long, I only rushed to save my brother from your sister. He is a good lad, but your hunting methods enhace his weaknesses. "

You looked down, in evidence of your guilts.

" Foundation stories everywhere start with starving people moving away in search for food. " He recalled, referencing his theory. " … That doesn't mean I will let you roam my territory and freely slaughter my kind. "

The warning made you push the cloak a little tighter against your body, as if the coverage was a nervous call for self preservation.

"We have seen you command brave men, and we paid a great price for that discoverment. "

Hector cleared his throat and proceeded to speak as he would when doing a political bargain.

" I will look after you, but I must also make you aware you are free to leave whenever you consider it necesary. Yet, I need you to tell your sisters that our defensive response wasn't an act of war. "

He gazed deep into your eyes with honest seriousness, emphasizing his point.

" As long as you never again try to feed on a trojan, we will not chase you … Understood? "

You nodded in agreement and he showed you a polite smile. In that non verbal agreement he found encouragement to start proving you he was going to stick to his word.

The men that untill quite recently were up to harm you were then sent to improvise a confortable spot were Hector reclined you to start searching for wounds in need of tending. With caring touch he took care of you, focusing allways on your healing and not in perceiving your forms.

As his hands comforted your body, Hector also distracted you with his conversation. His cassual way to approach topics made you feel good with him, since it was clear he wasn't speaking to impress you. Normally, men would only speak to you as something they wanted for themselves and you would go along with it. When the trojan prince asked your name, you realized that you didn't remember any other before caring to know it.

He was treating you like if you were some normal girl, maybe a foreign princess visiting his country that he had to entertain.

Ríght as he was finishing to patch you up, he started rambling about the horses in his stables. Not as a royal bragging wealth, but as a humble man telling you of things he loved.

" Have you ever saw horses before? Forgive me, i forgot to ask. Since you appear capable of leaving water I assumed you may have mixed yourself in human populations and can understand what i'm saying. "

His sudden apology midway into it made you understand he actually cared for your perspective.

" I do, just never got too close to one. "

You flinched due to the burning ich after the last cut in your abdomen was cleaneased with wine to stop an infection.

Hector kept talking to you so you won't focus on the pain.

" Well, us trojans are the world's best horse breeders. People come from every corner to buy from us. Except for King Agamemnon of Mycenae, and i'm sure he is very upset because we are keeping him blocked for repeatedly attempting to conquer us. We are the last free kingdom stopping him from getting control of the sea. He wants our trade routes and our strategical position on land upsets greek ships. Troy is the gate to the heart of Asia and we keep it safe from them. "

He carefully caressed the wound with his fingertips, applying whatever calming drugs he could find in the emergency reserve on the ship.

Pure softness, respect and care that wouldn't stop amazing you.

" They are not like you. They take, is all they know. They don't protect, they don't care … They take, so we take from them. They have learn to avoid us, so we had to start searching for them."

In your criptic speech, you were trying to explain him that your usual prey were greek pirates seeking for gold and women, predators of the sea stumbling with your island on their way to other shores for looting.

Hector understood you were trying to flatter him as well, and attempted to avoid it.

" In all my life, I have never came across someone who has never rode a horse. "

He made you laugh.

" That should be the less strange fact about me."

You were probably ríght, but he had something else to say.

" I don't care about the rest, or at least I don't have to if you promise to never hurt my people ever again. "

Your left hand started caressing the back of his neck and your ríght one toyed with his chin, thumb tracing his bottom lip. His brown eyes followed the sudden, but soft movement.

He was shocked, but the intensity of your glance distracted him enough for you to crash your lips against his. Although receptive, he didn't allow himself to be responsive ríght away.

The crew was observing and someone pressed a hand over Paris' mouth before any commentary could interrupt the kiss.

As soon as you released him, Hector turned to face them.

" We have closed a deal, no harm will reach Troy. "

#troy 2004 #troy #hector of troy #eric bana #hector of troy x reader #eric bana x reader

[sunny-likes-pokemon]

Performance

Serena is planning her next performance and is completely stuck. Can her friends help her get out of her own head?

AO3 • ff.net

I absolutely love Showcases. They felt like actual dance competitions to me as someone who danced competitively in high school and college. As a performer myself, I related so much to those girls giving their all and improving their routines over their season, the costume troubles, the fun rivals, the weird ones who took everything way too seriously and weren’t fun at all. I’ll be honest, that’s probably why I like the Kalos adventure so much! It was very relevant to my life at the time.

I’ve read criticisms that the routines were “the same every time” and "boring" and I just want to be like—do you have eyes?? Can’t you see the gradual progression??? The growth of personal character and skill???? The changes that make such a big difference, culminating in a final performance reminiscent of and yet entirely evolved from the start????? Bah.

So this piece is dedicated to little me, full of anxiety but dancing her heart out anyways.

Serena sat with her head in her hands, thinking as hard as she could.

She’d gotten notes from the performance judges after her last showcase, but how in the world was she supposed to incorporate them?

One note had said her routine needed more ‘dimensionality,’ that she needed to use all the space available on the stage, including vertically, for the best effect. Another had said the rhythm of the transition during the bridge of the song needed to be improved. 

And, most confusing of all, one note said that she was ‘overthinking’ her routine.

“What does that even mean?!” she screeched, burying her hands in her hair.

The Pokémon gathered nearby to eat lunch startled, Frogadier jumping to his feet with hands raised, Braixen whipping out her branch and looking for enemies.

“Serena?” called Bonnie from the campsite where she was watching Clemont make lunch. “Are you okay?” Ash, who had been watching the Pokémon, and Clemont, busy with cooking, looked at her as well, concern obvious on their faces.

“Oh, yes, just fine!” she called back, embarrassed that everyone witnessed her outburst. She had to leave, just for a bit, and pull herself together. “I’m just going to take a quick walk.” And she stood in a hurry and quickly walked away.

“Stupid, stupid,” she muttered, then took a deep breath. “Okay. One at a time. Timing.”

That just needed more training, right? The more she and her Pokémon worked together, the more in sync they’d be. They would have to practice every day, then practice until they couldn’t mess up. Then they’d be perfectly on beat. 

“Okay, next. Dimensionality.” 

She closed her eyes and imagined she was looking at the stage from the audience, but frowned and stomped her foot when she started mixing up directions in her head. “I need to see it,” she said, marching back to the camp. 

“Clemont!” she shouted when she got close, still marching. 

The inventor jumped and nearly dropped his ladle into the soup. “Y-yes?”

“Did you record my performance?” He hadn’t mentioned anything beforehand, but sometimes he did things like that to be prepared for ‘a situation precisely like this one!’

“Y-yes?”

She nodded and put her hands on her hips. “I need to see it. I need to see what those judges were talking about.”

“I’ll watch the soup, Clemont,” Ash said, standing up and taking the ladle. 

The inventor was so startled that he didn’t even try to show her a ‘Performance Improver Prediction Machine’ or something. He just dug around until he found a tablet, loaded up the video, then handed it to her.

She sat down on the ground and started the video, studying it intently. 

“Um, Serena?” Bonnie asked. 

“Yes, what is it?” she asked, not looking up. There was the starting move from Braixen. Hm, maybe they could use Ancient Power to push it higher? No, that would change the shape of it too much. Could Braixen learn to increase her range?

“Don't you want to sit at the table…?”

Serena hummed absently and nodded. Pancham’s acrobatics were impressive close up, but diminished at a distance. How could he gain altitude? How far could he jump straight up?

“Notebook, notebook,” she muttered, reaching for her backpack. She didn’t find anything and realized she didn’t have it on. 

“Here,” Ash said, handing her her bag. 

Serena dug through the bag for a notebook and pencil, then started taking notes. 

“How to visualize…?” she muttered, then started sketching out the ‘beats’ of the performance, the big moments she really wanted to linger on, as they currently were, then below that, how she could change them to make them more dynamic. 

They had three minutes to perform, starting from the moment their music started, which was a few seconds after they took their starting poses on stage. 

They had to keep the performance escalating through that whole three minutes, starting off interesting and keeping it that way before a finishing move that would be memorable—popular vote deciding the competition meant she had to stick out in some way. 

“Serena, the soup’s getting cold,” Clemont said from nearby. 

She hummed and nodded, then squeaked when someone plucked the pencil and notebook from her hands. “Hey!”

Ash didn’t look impressed. “Seriously, you need to eat. I’ll give them back when you’re done.”

She pouted and pushed herself up, dusting herself off and stomping to the table to sit. There was a bowl of soup waiting there for her, as well as some fruit in the middle to share and her water bottle. 

She quickly shoveled the food into her mouth, grabbing her water bottle and a piece of fruit before standing up. 

“Okay, done! Give them back!”

Ash did, his eyes wide. He gestured at his face. “Um, you’ve got some soup…”

But she had already gone, heading over to the shade of one of the big trees around the campsite and settling down. She had to figure this out. 

—

Ash stood there, staring at Serena as she plopped herself down on the ground again. 

“That…was Serena, right?” Bonnie said, scooting behind Ash and holding Dedenne close as if to keep him safe. “She didn’t get possessed or…or body-swapped?”

Clemont shrugged. “I guess she must be really excited about working on her routine.” He started to clean up from lunch and Ash quickly shook off his confusion and helped. 

Usually, Serena was the last of them to finish eating, taking her time and talking and laughing, and she always helped clean up. 

Ash had hoped to move further that day, closer to his next gym, but Serena didn’t seem to realize anything else was going on, focused entirely on rewatching her performance and taking notes. The day dragged on and on, and Ash eventually had to admit they wouldnt be going any further. “I guess we’re camping here tonight,” he told the others, who looked over at Serena with concern. Camping here was okay with him. It wasn’t like gym battles were on a set schedule like showcases were (even if he did want to get there as soon as possible). He, like Clemont and Bonnie, was kind of worried about Serena, though. 

They set up their tents, the boys helping Bonnie with the girls’ tent, then got ready for bed. Some nights they all played a card game or something before going to sleep, but as one-fourth of their group was so frantically occupied, none of them were really feeling it. So Ash said his final ‘good night’ to his Pokémon and returned them to their Pokéballs to rest (except for Pikachu, who had already snuggled up in his sleeping bag). Then he put his hands on his hips and frowned at Serena, still scribbling away. At least she was sitting at the table now. 

“Serena,” he said, walking over to her, “it’s time for bed.”

“Just gotta…figure this…” she mumbled. 

He sighed. He understood. He did. And he’d had friends have this problem, before, too—hyper-focusing on planning it ‘just right’ and not taking breaks when needed, not doing what they’d planned. 

So he sat across from her and drummed his fingers on the table until she looked up at him, blinking, her eyes bloodshot. 

“Ash?” she asked, her voice a bit rough. “What’s up?”

He raised an eyebrow. “You. It’s bedtime.”

She scoffed. “No, it’s barely even…” She seemed to notice the dark of the sky then, how Ash was in his pajamas and the others already gone to sleep. “Oh. I guess it is.” She bit her lip and looked down at her notes. “But…but I need to…”

Ash sighed and propped his head up on his hand. It looked like a little more help was needed. “What are you struggling with?” She blinked at him in confusion and he waved at her notes. “I’ve had friends compete in things like this before. I have, too, but just for fun.” He scratched his cheek. “Maybe it won’t be the best help, but I’ll help you.”

Serena smiled at him, her shoulders finally relaxing. “Really?” He nodded, preparing himself for a long night. Then Serena yawned, covering it with her hand and then blinking slowly. “Oh, wow, I’m tired. Um, would you be okay to help me tomorrow?”

A bit relieved, he nodded again. “Absolutely.”

He stayed up while Serena got ready for bed, not wanting to leave her alone in case she decided she wanted to work some more. She did go right to bed, though, waving goodnight to him before joining Bonnie in the girls’ tent. 

The next day, Serena seemed to be back to her usual self, helping Clemont with breakfast and making Bonnie laugh with a story about her and Rhyhorn when she was very little. They got back in the road, and then Serena came up to him. 

“Um, are you still okay to help me?” she asked. 

He pumped his fist. “Of course! What do you need?”

She brought out her notebook, but paused and chewed on her lip. “When you said you competed in something like performances, what did you mean?”

So he explained contests to her, how the trainer was called a coordinator and specifically showed off Pokémon moves and the health of the Pokémon themselves, and then battled another Coordinator in a flashy way. Also, all scores were all decided by judges and not the audience. 

“Interesting,” she said softly, tapping her lips with her pencil. “So they don’t do routines?”

Ash frowned. “Well, I mean, kind of, but they’re much shorter and not set to a specific song. Not very many moves, either. Sometimes just one! They also don’t do the same routine, but come up with new ones each time. They weren’t as…it’s like…ah, buddy, what am I not explaining right?”

Pikachu crossed his tiny arms as he thought, then jumped off his shoulder and got into a ready stance, nodding at him. Ash laughed. “Alright, a demonstration it is!” He closed his eyes, remembering the moves he’d used before and what he’d learned since then. Then he shrugged and called out, “Okay, Pikachu, Electro Ball, straight up!” Once it was in the air, he called, “Thunderbolt at it, then smash them both with Iron Tail!” What resulted was an explosion of sparks and energy, and a very charged-up Pikachu. 

“Pika!!” Pikachu cried, eyes wide and grin wider. 

“Wow!!” Bonnie cheered, running up to them. “That was so cool, Pikachu!!” Dedenne cheered as well, scampering around Pikachu. 

Ash laughed at his little electric mouse, all fluffed up and sparking like a very hyper puff-ball. “Pikachu, Thunderbolt to get rid of all that static!” He looked back at Serena as Pikachu fired off a bolt into the sky and shrugged again. “Sorry, contests weren’t my thing. We probably would have gotten points off for all that static build up making Pikachu look silly. Some contests wouldn’t have allowed three moves. And there would have been a bit more planning, but that sort of thing.”

She tilted her head. “So, a coordinator just calls out a couple moves that their Pokémon practiced? They don’t all perform together?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Coordinators kinda just stand there. They usually have nice outfits, but it wasn’t a requirement.” 

She hummed and thought for a moment. “Well, I guess it’s not my part I have questions about.” Then she opened her notebook and showed Ash the drawings she’d made of a stage, tiny figures in various poses with move effects surrounding them. “One of the judges said I needed to use the vertical space more, so I was trying to think of different ways to get everyone’s moves to go farther.” She sighed. “I don’t know if you can train for that, though.”

“Well, you could have them launch themselves off of Pancham’s Stone Edge and then use their moves to get themselves higher into the air,” he said. “They both could do that, right? And then they could do something flashy while they’re up there.”

“Hm, yeah,” she said, turning to a new page and scribbling a few words there. “Maybe Braixen could blast herself up…”

Ash nodded, trying to think of cool moves he’d seen in his various battles. They continued to talk, throwing out ideas of different ways to add to or change Serena’s routine. Once Bonnie figured out what they were doing, she joined in, although she quickly got distracted imagining how Dedenne could perform. (And then Clemont joined in, too, when Bonnie seemed to think Dedenne could learn Flying Type moves.)

They didn’t make it to a Pokémon Center that day, so they found another spot to camp for the night. Serena seemed much more relaxed, actually joining them for dinner and helping set up camp. 

It was only after Bonnie and Clemont had both gone to sleep (Clemont had made a new invention which had exploded spectacularly and then said he was going to bed early) that Ash realized Serena was bent over her notebook again at the table, scribbling away.

He sighed. He’d hoped their planning session would have relaxed her. He was kind of tired…would it be better to let Serena figure out how bad an idea it was to stay up late on her own? Would she even notice, though? 

And then he heard a little sniff and saw Serena rub one eye, then a few more sniffs as she rubbed her arm across her face. She was crying?!

He grabbed his handkerchief from his bag and hurried over to her, sitting beside her and holding out the square of cloth.

“Thanks,” she said in a rough, quiet voice. “Sorry. I’m sorry.” She kept crying. She used the handkerchief to muffle the few sobs that tried to get through.

Ash frowned, trying to think of something to do or say. He shouldn’t just let her cry, right? When he got upset, he stormed off and brooded for a while. Except when he was at home, where his mom wouldn’t let him mope—she’d drag him into making dinner with her or playing a video game or watching a rerun of his favorite Pokémon battles until his problems didn’t seem so big. And if he was really upset, she’d sit with him and hug him until he felt better. There wasn’t exactly a kitchen, game system, or TV around, though, so he couldn’t do those things for Serena (he also didn’t know if she liked video games, and she probably would want to watch something other than battle reruns). He could hug her, though. So he scooted closer and wrapped his arms around her.

She squeaked and went very rigid. “A-Ash?!”

“It’s okay,” he said, patting her back and trying to remember what his mom had said to him in these situations. “It’s going to be okay.”

She slumped against him. “Why can’t I think of anything on my own?” she whispered. “I can’t just use your ideas all the time. Why…?”

Oh. Well, that made sense. “You’re thinking too hard about it.”

A groan was her response. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Have you thought about anything else these past couple days?”

“I mean…no, not really.” Then she straightened and narrowed her eyes at him. “And hard to believe you’re telling me that, Mr. Battle-Every-Trainer-That-Makes-Eye-Contact.”

He shrugged. “I know this stuff. Sometimes I use what I know.” Then he frowned. “I don’t battle every trainer.”

“But you want to.”

Well, she wasn’t wrong . “We’re getting off track. You can’t just think about one thing all the time. You’ll paralyze yourself. Do lots of things, think about lots of things.” He sighed and looked around at their little campsite. “That’s one of the reasons I like traveling with people. I get too caught up in my own head otherwise.”

She snorted lightly. “You? Really?”

He smiled wanly. “Yeah, I’m…not the best on my own.” 

She had been smiling as if expecting a joke, but it faded as she seemed to realize he was serious. “But you always come off as so confident and mature…”

Ash barked out a laugh, genuinely surprised. “Really?” He didn’t feel any different than he had when he first set off on his journey years ago, and he knew he’d been a brat back then, all big dreams and desperation to prove he had what it took to be a good trainer. Then again, he’d learned so much since then, met so many people and seen so many things, traveled all around the planet and had more adventures than any kid could ask for. It would have been stranger if he hadn’t changed at least a little bit. “If I’m so wise and mature, then you should listen to me and go to sleep. Sleep isn’t something you can miss and still function normally.”

Rolling her eyes, Serena closed her notebook. “Fine, fine.” She went to stand up, but paused and then sat down again, a small frown on her face as she looked at the handkerchief in her hand. 

“…Serena?”

Her eyes met his briefly, her expression unreadable. Then she smiled, bright as could be, and held the square of cloth out to him. When he went to grab it, she put her hand over his, her gaze practically burning into his. “You’re incredible. You’ll reach your dreams and go even further beyond them. I know you will.” 

Before he could say anything, she walked away and off to her tent. He didn’t move for a while, just sitting there, confused as could be. 

But…it made him really happy that she believed in him. She’d been traveling with him long enough to see the kind of guy he was, and apparently she still thought he could reach his dreams, no matter how big. 

He believed in her, too. Once she stopped worrying so much and found her groove again, he had no doubt she’d go on to be the best performer Kalos had ever seen. He couldn’t wait to see it!

#amourshipping #satosere #my writing

[okayto]

Mini-Review: Bee and PuppyCat: Lazy in Space

Bee, an unemployed woman in her early twenties, encounters a mysterious creature she terms PuppyCat. She adopts this apparent cat-dog hybrid, and together they go on a series of temporary jobs to pay off her monthly rent. These bizarre jobs take the duo across strange worlds out in space.

This is the kind of show I often enjoy, episodic while expanding the world and our view as the stories pass; humorous without making me cringe.

It's a very fun show that looks like its aimed at kids, and would probably be fine for that audience--it's not adult humor in the vein of things like The Simpsons or Rick and Morty, but it feels like adults are the audience because of the atmosphere.

Bee is a mess, in a recognizable way: she's been fired from her job for possibly valid reasons but also partially for taking the blame for someone else. She's aimless: if it wasn't for the rent being due, she wouldn't really be looking for another job.

The aimlessness of being an adult, yet not automatically having things all together, is a running theme. Bee definitely doesn't. Her best friend and neighbor, Deckard, is struggling to decide between following his passion, and staying where he is in a predictable environment with friends and family.

His sister Cas gave up a passion project in favor of the predictable work and stability of software engineering, something she has complicated feelings about. Their landlord, Cardamom, seems to have everything all together, except he's a 7-year-old with no adult supervision, and as the episodes go on you realize that his straightforward approach to life is actually a child being forced to handle things that are an adult's domain.

The setting is also fun: it's hard to tell whether things like toilets be a place to store food instead of, well, bodily functions are normal, or why a 7-year-old seriously acting as a landlord doesn't seem to raise many comments. Is this a fantasy land where things are just kind skewed anyway? Or are Bee and her neighbors extra-odd? In that way, it reminds me a bit of Steven Universe, with its mix of cartoon reality and non-main characters eventually making clear that they think this is weird, too.

The actual fantastical bits are interesting, too. We get information about Puppycat towards the end, but he definitely has secrets, and Bee isn't as straightforward as she appears at the beginning, either. Their visits to other planets/dimensions (?) to earn money would be an interesting show even without showing any of their home lives.

You can definitely see the influences of classic magical girl anime, but this show is also the answer to the premise: what if magical girl, but tired adult? What if magical girl, but it's just kinda a job?

Verdict

Voices: Very good! They sound very...realistic, not super polished. I don't mean that they sound like inexperienced voice actors, I mean that they sound real and variable, which isn't common in voice acting. I really enjoyed them.

Also, special shoutout to my favorite character, Toast, whose first line had me wracking my brain to figure out why did her voice sound SO familiar and why was her voice affecting something in my emotions until I looked it up, and her voice actress is the English voice of Sailor Moon/Serena that I grew up with!

Visuals: Vibrant and pastel colors, a very round cartoon style, it feels modern and cozy.

Worth watching? Yes! On one hand, it's just a fun series, the balance between "just living life as an aimless young adult" and "brightly-colored fantastical adventures" is done well. The supporting cast of characters is great and entertaining. And on the other hand, it's also nice to watch a cartoon that feels very much like the target audience are adults, but not because the show is raunchy. I really hope we get another season someday.

Where to watch (USA, as of September 2023): Netflix. Note that a 10-episode original web animation (titled Bee and Puppycat without any subtitle) can be found on Youtube; the Netflix series I watched is both a reboot (covers the original series' material in a few episodes) and then continuation. After asking advice on here, general consensus was that newbies starting with the Netflix series is a good idea, but there's nothing wrong with the older, original web animation.

Click my “reviews” tag below or search “mini review” on my blog to find more!

#Bee and PuppyCat #Bee and PuppyCat Lazy in Space #cartoon #reviews #recommendation

[mamaluigi2018-commsopen]

Could you tell us more about the Pokegirls Roommates AU? Why did each of the girls choose the majors they did? What's their life gonna be like after graduation?

Sure! So for like half the girls, what they choose as majors are legit careers and passions they want to look into, the other half choose just whatever just to have a degree in something

Leaf: (Music) So the reason why Leaf choose music was cause she's the defacto party gal. She's like to have fun and just go wild with her friends. She wants something just to have so that as a way just to "Flex" on people, but if she doesnt end up with a degree, she'd most likely flip off the teachers and still just preform small gigs on her own

Kris: (Health) For Kris, this was influenced by her depiction in the Adventures Manga were she was very atheltic out of the protags, so I made it so she's just someone who likes to be in her best shape. She's another example of, If she gets a degree she gets a degree but if she doesnt eh no harm no foul. She can prob still be a personal trainer on her own or just get a job at a gym to still keep fit.

May: (Drama) May is depicted as, while very ditzy and an airhead, is the most romantic of the group, is very emotional and is suppose to be a reference to Anime May who enjoys performing in Pokemon Contests. So May is one of the few actively does have a passion for her major and when after graduation, while most likely not a big hollywood star, would be doing lots of local plays and musicals.

Dawn: (Business) This Dawn is taking major points from Platinum of the Adventures Manga. Here, Dawn is the daughter of a large jewelry conglomerate so she's taking Business as a focus so that she may be able to take up the company her family has been maintaining. And this isn't like those kinds of having to live up to expectations, Dawn legit enjoys what she does and does find the value of maintaining a business. For the moment til she does become the next CEO, she'll most likely be a manager at a smaller side business or have a high level job in the company.

Lyra: (Teaching) Lyra is the most gentle of the group and the most patient with kids, so she wants to be able to be someone that kids can look up to so for her she wants to be become either a kindergarten or elementary teacher. That would be what she'd want to once she graduates.

Hilda: (Mechanics) Mechanics was the one I choose for Hilda because I wanted to enforce more on the "New Yorker" aspect of her since she is from Unova. She's a bike rider so she decided on something that gives her an excuse to just work on her bike and give it the maintenance she needs. If she graduates, she'd most likely go work at an auto shop and if she doesn't get a degree, she can still ride her bike and prob become like a courier rider.

Rosa: (Sociology) Rosa's always been an empathetic person and always a person willing to listen to people's problems and wants to be able to help. So she's pursuing sociology to become a counselor for people, help them out with any mental issues or are troubled.

Serena: (Fashion) Massive fashionista she is. Always have to be the most glamour gal in the room. Looking your best is her top priority. So she wants to be someone who makes outstanding dresses and clothes and have them up on the walkways. Though she prefers her designs to be on HER instead of just some random model.

Selene: (Art) Selene just has an extremely overactive imagination and growing up from Alola has many beautiful scenic shots that she loves recreating them. And she's also the person that if she gets a degree, cool, if not eh not gonna bother her, she's still just gonna draw and paint what she likes. Maybe some will like em and buy it from her, some wont and she's cool with that.

Gloria: (History) Literally chose it cause she knows Sonia was able to get her degree in it no time at all. So she thinks its easy and you just have to remember dates. She actually despises it alot and has no way to get out of it without having to spend alot of money and more time at school changing majors so she has to put up with it. Very unlikely she gets a degree but if she does, she's doing nothing with it. Probably go work a retail job or go work an intern with Sonia and Hop just to do something.

Juliana: (Library Science) Juliana is the very studious type and loves to learn about many types of trivia and cultures from anything. She chose this major so that she can become a librarian and always have many books to read and to help educate others on knowledge.

Hope this helps out answering your question!

#roommates au #pokegirlsshipping

[abcnewspr]

HIGHLIGHTS FOR ABC NEWS’ ‘GOOD MORNING AMERICA,’ SEPT. 12-17

The following report highlights the programming of ABC’s “Good Morning America” during the week of Sept. 12-17. “Good Morning America” is a two-hour, live program anchored by Robin Roberts, George Stephanopoulos and Michael Strahan; and Ginger Zee is the chief meteorologist. The morning news program airs MONDAY-FRIDAY (7:00-9:00 a.m. EDT) on ABC.

Highlights of the week include the following:

Monday, Sept. 12 – Coverage of the life and legacy of Queen Elizabeth II continues; “GMA” kicks off Monday Night Football; former U.S. Attorney for the Southern District of New York Geoffrey Berman on his new book (“Holding the Line”); TV host Tamron Hall (“Tamron Hall”); celebrity chef and restaurateur Shota Nakajima on end zone eats

Tuesday, Sept. 13 – Coverage of the life and legacy of Queen Elizabeth II continues; actress Viola Davis (“The Woman King”); actress Jameela Jamil (“She-Hulk”); chef and cookbook author Suzy Karadsheh (“The Mediterranean Dish”)

Wednesday, Sept. 14 – Coverage of the life and legacy of Queen Elizabeth II continues; tennis star Serena Williams talks about her new book (“The Adventures of Qai Qai”); Deals and Steals with ABC e-commerce editor Tory Johnson

Thursday, Sept. 15 – Coverage of the life and legacy of Queen Elizabeth II continues; food experts Veronica Garza, Linda Garza and Illyanna Maisonet talk empanadas for National Hispanic Heritage Month; actor Steve Carell (“The Patient”); a performance by Louis Tomlinson; Deals and Steals with ABC e-commerce editor Tory Johnson

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[dasom-bh]

hihihi so excited to be here! you can read a bit more about dasom under the cut and links to other pages can be found on my pinned post<3

beonhwa's self-proclaimed it girl

super bright, sweet, and cheerful......overall nice to everyone she comes across

but she can also come off as super ditzy and spoiled

spends almost all her free time at the establishments on flora lane (so if you're ever looking for her that's probably the first place to look after the mugunghwa estate)

overall she just sees the best in people and really does just try her hardest to be kind since she knows how lucky she was to have been brought up in such a privileged household

however, her home life has never been as easy as her public persona makes it seem

as the youngest child, she didn't bear much responsibility as her elder siblings, but she was engaged at a young age for political purposes

because of this, she was raised under direct supervision by her mother who expected nothing less than perfection from her daughter

her strict upbringing made dasom v quiet at home as she was afraid that the slightest mistake might upset her mother

she was often kept from her siblings to focus on her personal lessons despite desperately wanting to spend time playing with them growing up

now days, she wants to fall in love and become her own person with interests not dictated by her mother

however, she is still at her mother's beck and call, and will cower and give in at any command she's given

inspo: serena (webtoon of the same name heh), adrien agreste (mlb), mitsuri (demon slayer), umaru doma (himouto! umaru-chan)

&& some plot bunnies if you happen to be interested!!

her current obsession crush (can also be found on my plot page) kinda imagined them to be using her for their own personal gain and completely taking advantage of her reputation as a hopeless romantic

someone who finds it absolutely despicable that she's running around so carelessly despite being openly engaged and a representative family member of house of mugunghwa

she's pretty and rich and doesn't have a care in the world!! do you hate her or just want to be her????

you spot her at the beonhwa gallery but don't realize it at first due to her quite and demure behavior. it's the complete opposite of how she usually presents herself

peter rabbit has gone missing and she needs help finding him!! you accept her commission and ensue on an adventure together

you have a crush on her fiancé (amaryllis) and you're jealous of her...........or maybe she's jealous of you????

she grew up with you and trusts you with her life. either someone who is just waiting for the opportunity to betray her or someone who is genuinely and truly in her corner, rooting for her unconditionally

bad influences

enemies

ex-crushes of hers who still can't believe how quickly she moved on from them

i really lean towards angsty plots.......so if you are in need of anything in that field hmu

#bhrp:intro

[daenystheedreamer]

What do daenys' kids do after her death? I love the bolton mother in law idea. Babe truly is living in a torture labyrinth

KISSES okay cwinge oc children below ^_^ i realise not everyone knows every detail of my insane au so ill make another post that explains the starkgaryen situationship a bit 😭 for you my special sweetling anon

so they were all raised by their evil stoic stark father to never gaf about anything except Respect and Honour. Women die this is their battle their war we honour their sacrifice but we do NOT end the cycle. because the cycle is tradition. look at all the thousands of bodies in the crypt none of THEM complained. so the kids are a little weird. also daenys died in 77AC when the eldest was 11 and the youngest was a couple months old so that also influenced them a lil bit ^_^ in order its serena, alarra, alaric, brandon, berena, edderion, cregan, sara, torrhen. too-long rundown:

SERENA 66AC the eldest :3 she is to daenys what daenys was to viserys ie a special child to project all your insane trauma on. has the targ colouring and a seer :) daenys+cregard betrothed her to lord blackwood; cregard because he wanted relations with the vale and daenys because she wanted her in a decent marriage and the blackwood guy is chill enough. after daenys dies cregard assigns her eldest daughter surrogate mother of the children. she prophesises her death and knows if she marries lord blackwood it will somehow kill her, but she's so tired of being a mother to her siblings that she chooses to accept this. and it makes her feel close to her mother.... she dies of apparent suicide and her husband then marries shiera strong (viserra's daughter) its a whole fckn thing cos shiera posioned her, and serena felt a call by the old gods to drown herself in the gods eye. and whether this was poison-induced or actual dream is ambiguous... anyway serena has one daughter, agnes blackwood, who ends up becoming an outlaw cos she considers herself her father's heir and not shiera's children. she has a weird relationship with viserra's daughter jeyne wayn, takes shiera's bracken-by-marriage sister hostage for a while, then gets hunted down by the Kingsguard and House Strong for that. yay^_^

ARRA 67AC stillbirth :(

ALARRA 68AC she is wilful and rides horses and a stark through and through... she's cregards favourite daughter (since she's so son-like..) but she's super mad about how he treated daenys so they have a troubled relationship. he wants to marry her into the umbers/glovers/karstarks or smthn but alarra decides to join the court of king's landing cos she's like idk might be fun. but the real reason is that she wants to understand her mother more :) cregard basically banned all talk of daenys after her death. she marries a celtigar and goes on adventures and has two daughters, Daenys and Jaenara. however to her it was like. she did that because she wanted to understand her mother. she's friends with princess daenerys :) has the most normal life out of all the kids. is a dragonrider, but dies of a dragonriding-related incident

ALARIC 68AC cregard's eldest. he is betrothed from birth to an arryn (the daughter of vaella daughter of aenys + rodrik arryn). he and alarra are twins but cregard likes alarra more and thinks alaric is prissy and a momma's boy. he would say alarra stole alaric's manhood in the womb alaric went emo after daenys died and does stark repression refusing to think about her. dies only like a year after his father idk how yet something related to his father though. he has a daughter, aregelle stark, who despite being alaric's daughter and heir is usurped by her uncle :3 also aregelle has targ colouring

BRANDON 72AC daddy's favourite son. frat boy jock. got all the worst stark and targ genes. has a silver streak in his hair and very light purple eyes. usurped his niece aregelle. despite being very targ he HATES the targs he's super gung-ho about the north. thinks his mother was a dumb woman. marries an umber but no kids with her, has a few bastards. the northerners love him :3 dies only a few years after alaric/becoming lord though. dies on a hunt after getting attacked by a wolf. might have survived but he was immunocompromised from several STDs. rip dickhead 🙏 also possiblly aregelle warged that wolf and killed him owo

BERENA 72AC brandon's twin sister. yes daenys had two sets of twins and cregard made her go to term both times god he sucks. berena is cool :) thought alarra was so cool and ruled her siblings with an iron fist. thinks brandon is a dickhead. doesnt really remember her mother. cregard marries her off to the old lord of runestone which she HATES cos he's a old hag (middle aged) but she likes leadership. is the sexy widow of runestone after lord royce's death and later on she remarries to lord arryn, vaella's eldest son, and becomes lady of the vale :)

EDDERION 73AC yes cregard made daenys have a pregnancy to term after having two sets of twins. EVIL MAN. he always clung to daenys as a child but as an adult he doesnt remember his mother well. remembers her being ill and thinks his birth made her sick :( gave him a complex. for ages as a kid he refused to believe she was dead and that she would come home soon. he goes with serena to the riverlands to foster with the blackwoods and becomes a knight, lives in king's landing for a time with alarra and at white harbour with sara. he though aregelle should rule but didnt want to fracture his family any more than it already had. was agnes' biggest advocate in regards to succession so shiera has him offed RIP ser ned 🫡

CREGAN 74AC he doesn't remember his mother, mostly flashes. has silver hair and grey eyes. middle child syndrome mostly ignored by his father. marries a dustin girl. becomes lord after alaric, brandon and edd all die so he's very sad. thinks aregelle is too weird to be lady of winterfell so doesn't disagree with his right to lordship. most normal daegard son, is able to fix relations with the other northern lords. very honourable. very very honourable. but not honourable enough to honour his niece's claim ofc

SARA 76AC was a year old when her mother died, was raised primarily by her older siblings and her septa. loves serena sooo much and feels betrayed when serena goes off to marry. cregard sent her off to the vale in hopes she would marry the arryn heir but she thought the eyrie was weird and didnt like her arryn cousins. she thought they were weird 😭 edd ended up taking her to white harbour which cregard begrudgingly agreed to. she married the manderly heir, they have a nice marriage :) names her daughter serena.

TORRHEN 77AC was like 6 months old or so when daenys died. again ignored by his father, raised by his siblings and maester mainly. married his childhood friend the odd wylla reed without his father's consent. really weird kid, had greendreams. cregard hated naming him after the king who knelt but daenys insisted and cregard was like fucking FINE god i give you everything huh. anyway he ended up killing his father WHOA PLOT TWIST. it was cos he HATED his father for how he treated daenys and his siblings. daenys was always a shadow over him since her never actually knew her but he spent a lot of time with weirwoods and got to know her through his weird dreams. he dies killing his father and wylla absconds to greywater watch with their newborn son. in 100AC wylla comes back to winterfell and she, the son (named torrhen:3) and aregelle run away to Beyond The Wall never to be heard from again. also they steal a dragon egg clutch that daenys had secretly hidden away in the crypts....

SECRET TRIPLETS yeah i did triplets FULL cringe ocs here. so after daenys and viserys are dragged out from the god's eye after the murder-suicide, three malformed little fetuses crawl out from daenys' rotting body. lol lmao. viserra quickly kills them them but she burns them after her makeshift autopsies cos they look like they're still twitching and hissing lol. also i deciced to name them danelle, theon and jon >:)

so thats a 'quick' rundown of the daenys stark kids ^_^ theyve all got various levels of targ and stark powers :3 theyre all so special and unique and deviantart im sowwy 😔 hope this was what you were looking for im sowwy if its not 😭 and yeah ill get another post for the daenys marriage and sexy mother in law :3 im so glad u like my silly posts <3 peace and love to you my friend

#au:omaegorverse #ask #anonymous #CRINGE ALERT CRINGE ALERT!!!! #genuinely. ily. kisses u on the hand

[twistedmindtales]

Beneath the Surface

Gary's cozy beachfront shanty was his haven of solitude, nestled between swaying palm trees and the endless expanse of the ocean. His mornings were greeted by a soft symphony of waves crashing onto the shore, the soothing lullaby that had become the soundtrack of his life. He had retired early from his demanding job, and now his days were spent in quiet contemplation. 

Inside the tiny dwelling, the walls were littered with photographs of his scuba diving adventures. Each image captured a different facet of the underwater world he cherished. On a crude plywood table was a beautiful saltwater aquarium, a living homage to his underwater escapades and the centerpiece of his home. The aquarium was teeming with vibrant fish of all different breeds from clownfish to lionfish to parrotfish. They were his constant companions that filled the void left by the absence of human interaction in his younger days. 

Gary loved scuba diving more than anything else. Beneath the surface was his sanctuary. He felt like a different person, free from the weight of the world. 

On a particularly lazy Sunday, Gary descended into the depths and marveled at the kaleidoscope of colors that greeted him. The ocean floor resembled a sprawling underwater garden covered in life and vibrancy. Sunlight filtered through the water, casting an enchanting glow on the coral formations below. 

As Gary swam through the underwater paradise, a flicker of movement caught his eye. This was no ordinary fish that swam by; this was something much bigger than expected with a unique movement pattern. At first, he dismissed it as a trick of the light or his imagination running wild. But as he turned his gaze, there it was – the silhouette of a mermaid. As he drew closer, her ethereal beauty was beyond anything he had ever seen. Her shimmering tail swayed gracefully, and her long, flowing hair trailed behind her like a silken veil. Her sapphire eyes held a depth of emotion that drew him in like a magnet. 

For a moment, time stood still as Gary and the mermaid locked eyes. Then she gracefully approached him as each of their curiosity piqued. The mermaid circled him slowly as he tried to turn in place and follow her movements. Remarkably, as the mermaid began to communicate through hand gestures and expressions that transcending the boundaries of language, Gary was somehow able to understand! The mermaid introduced herself as Serena, and Gary's heart raced with disbelief as he signaled his own name. 

They got to know each other well that day and as the sun began to fall, Serena grabbed Gary’s hands in hers, putting them close to her heart. Gary hadn’t felt anything like this in his entire life and just as he leaned in to kiss her, Serena released his hands and began swimming away with a sly smirk. Just before she swam into the dark abyss and was completely out of sight, she blew Gary a kiss. 

Days turned into weeks, and Gary's visits to Serena became a ritual. They explored the silent underwater realm together, sharing the beauty of their respective worlds. Gary felt a profound connection with Serena, and their friendship evolved into something deeper. He found himself falling in love with her, and her radiant smile seemed to mirror his feelings. 

One evening, Gary was drinking rum and made a bold decision. He would introduce his scuba diving buddies to Serena, to share the magic he had found beneath the waves and, perhaps, find the validation he yearned. He had always been the laughingstock of the group and never quite earned the respect he felt he deserved. 

As he described Serena to the group, they mocked him relentlessly and showed no desire to entertain his fantastic story. 

“Right Gar, just like the time you had us go see the pirate treasure down below that turned out to a trunk filled with tin cans?” exclaimed Bill. 

“Or the time you said you had a boat for us to use and it was just a raft you made?” shouted Craig. 

Gary shook his head and slammed his fist on the bar. “No! I’m telling you this time she is real. If she’s not, I’ll buy everyone here drinks for the rest of your lives.” Hearing the seriousness in his voice and seeing the look in his eye, the laughter started fading. The offer was hard to refuse, even though he was extremely frugal, Gary did have a decent amount of money saved from the money he inherited, and they knew he was good for the drinks. 

Together, they embarked into the deep blue ocean anticipation filled the air like electricity. 

Deeper and deeper they dove until they started to see what looked like a coral palace. It seamlessly merged with the living reef, its walls formed from a mosaic of living corals, each with a unique mix of reds, pinks, and purples. The coral walls served both as structural support and as canvases for vibrant sea anemones and other marine life. Giant seashells with iridescent surfaces framed the entrance of the mermaid’s enchanting 

world. 

As they went inside, they were bathed in a soft, bioluminescent glow. Tiny, living light sources were embedded within the coral, casting an ethereal radiance that danced upon the walls and ceilings. The lighting provided a calming ambiance that echoed the serenity of the sea. Further ahead, Gary's friends were greeted by Serena who emerged from a coral archway. Her shimmering tail caught the light as she gracefully swam toward them. 

Remarkably, just as Gary had experienced, when Serena made hand signals to the group, they were able to sign back and communicate flawlessly! She repeated the same stories Gary had told them and admitted the two had fallen in love. She said there were more like her nearby and she would introduce the group to her friends if they promised to return the next time Gary took a dive. 

After what seemed like hours, the meeting came to an end with hugs and slow underwater high fives. The men then rushed to the surface to discuss what they had just experienced. 

But as soon as they resurfaced, the transformation was startling. Gary's friends looked at him with extreme disappointment. 

“Well, that is an hour we will never get back,” said one of the men as they pulled themselves onto the dock. 

Gary chuckled and buried his head in a towel as he dried off. “Right...wasn’t that amazing boys? I’m up for going back in tomorrow morning if you are!” 

In unison, the group began to walk away together shaking their heads and occasionally looking back at Gary. He put his hands up and shouted, “What the hell is going on?” 

Craig stopped and turned around. “You know what man? We are tired of your crap and honestly you need some help. There was nothing down there and you know it, Gary. Leave us alone, we don’t even want the free drinks you offered.” 

A bewildered look formed on Gary’s face as he watched the group fade into the night. He stood still in the spot for several minutes heartbroken and defeated. 

What the hell just happened? 

Is this a dream? 

AM I GOING NUTS? 

Without pausing to don his scuba mask or gear, Gary turned back around and plunged into the azure abyss. The water closed around him, he descended with the same fervor that had led him to Serena's embrace in the first place. But this time, there was a sense of finality, a resolute conviction that he belonged in the underwater world he had come to love. 

As days turned into weeks, Gary's friends became very worried despite their animosity towards him for telling tall tales. They organized extensive search parties and combed through the ocean’s depths exploring every alcove and corner. Despite their best efforts, no trace of him or Serena was ever found again. 

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#short story #fantasy #fiction #scifi #writing #writers on tumblr

[countessofravenclaw]

Breaking down some foreshadowing

So did you all read the new chapter of A Homeland This North, country dear fathers! ? Did you like it? Told you that nothing was gonna go wrong, am I right?

Honestly, if you follow me here, you probably knew what was coming since I have talked about it. Anyway, it's still interesting to see who was expecting it, since much of my writing is happy-go-lucky adventures with no actual stakes and I don't put a lot of thought into motifs and recurring themes. If my writing was looked at as real literature, it would probably be horrid. But, for this one as we have been building up to this since part one, I actually included some intentional foreshadowing. I mean the first alarm bell that rung in no one's head was the fact that they were not supposed to go to Finland originally and that it was due to Gastón that they eventually did. So, I decided to break down some of the foreshadowing I did that alluded that something bad was going to happen and it was going to happen to Gastón

Chapter 1

“Then let's let him,” Gastón just laughed, “Hey look, I turn 27 next week and be in my late twenties, so I gotta have the fun now.” 

“Well, I also have never skied—” Nina answered the question directed at her, “—nor will I. It seems dangerous. Anyway, I like the plan, there are other things to do for me.”

“I can live with never knowing if can I ski or not,” Nina stated, “I’m not athletic, nor do I enjoy it. I would just get myself hurt.”

Chapter 2

“It’s always good to have doctors as your acquaintances,” Isla nodded, “I actually recently was talking to Serena…”

“You were a natural in it, but you’re not 16 anymore,” Marco pointed out, “So be careful. The emergency number is different there.”

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t get in trouble,” Nina glanced at Gastón, “Thankfully, they can’t spend the whole day there as there is so little light. We did look up the emergency number. 112 is the most common one in Europe, but they didn’t use it at England. But I doubt, we’re gonna need to use it.”

“Do we really wanna go through that emotional turmoil again?”

Nina really wished that he could have come with them to see the capital, but his job obviously came first right now. Once they were in Lapland, they would have plenty of time. Even with Simon and Ambar and Luna and Matteo, there would be more than enough time to have just to themselves.

“Not really,” Gastón shook his head. “Just some things in the future that I might wanna do. But that’s the future, I have time to think about it.”

Chapter 3

“Tell her to talk to my Mom if she wants to fuss,” Gastón kissed Nina on top of her head as he sat down, “They can form a support group. They’re just scared that they’ll never get grandchildren if we die here middle of nowhere.”

“I still wish Mom and Dad would have actually picked if they wanted to be protective or not,” Gastón laughed, “More often than not, they just let me do what I wanted, but then suddenly they were convinced I was deliberately putting my life at risk. I’m still surprised they ever let me back to Roller after the fire.”

“Have fun,” Nina kissed Gastón on the cheek as he got up from the table, “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“Us?” Gastón and Matteo glanced at each other. They had opted not to take any lessons, given that they had done quite frequent skiing while younger. It was to be seen how good an idea that was going to be. “Never.”

“Of course you are. Don’t worry.” Gastón ran his finger through a lock of her hair, “We’re not going on a black slope at the start. We’ll start off easy and be careful.” He leaned down swiftly to kiss her.

"I will never leave her side."

“Of course I have,” Gastón responded, “and so does Nina. We have talked about it a lot. It’s just not happening at this second. We have all the time in the world. You don’t think we’re actually gonna tell you when we’re trying? That would be crossing some lines. When there is actually something to tell, you will know.”

“And I’m not gonna question you any further,” Gastón finished his point before looking at the view down the mountain again, “You know, life’s really good right now.”

“Well, hopefully you won’t fall,” Gastón grinned and started sliding ahead, “See you at a lower altitude!”

“We took couple of green ones at the start,” Gastón started, “They’re beginner friendly. Wide and away from the forest so there is no danger if you fall or derail.”

“I wouldn’t try it,” Matteo shook his head, before looking at Luna sternly, “Luna, I’m being serious. Don’t try it. I don’t want to head to the ER during this trip.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure April won’t want any part of this,” Gastón laughed while he had been absenmindedly playing with Nina’s hair, “and she’s not a doctor, yet. She will be a neurosurgeon, not a radiology tech or ObGYN. She won’t be able to tell a thing, but we’re very well situated if someone has a brain injury…or well, you are. She won’t be allowed to operate on me.” 

I just wanted to show this off because I'm proud of it

#Soy Luna #soy luna fanfiction #gastina #lutteo #simbar #pelfi #kind of in the background #Christmas #DCLA Holidays #Finland #I have my silly faves visit my country

[pokemon-blightblur]

Blight/Blur : All Characters

🐉 The Legend of The Dragons :

Hero of Truth, Hilbert Blackburn Hero of Ideals, Nate Blake The Heart, Cheren Slater Warrior of Truth, Hilda Weiss Warrior of Ideals, Hugh Obsidian Scholar of Truth, Bianca Alabaster Scholar of Ideals, Rosa Whitefield The Priest, N Harmonia Gropius The Doctor, Nikolai Colress / Acro Cogita

👑 Unova's League :

The Woodcutter's Apprentice, Cilan Clockworker The Angler's Apprentice, Cress Clockworker The Blacksmith's Apprentice, Cress Clockworker The Archivist, Lenora Magnolia The Artist, Burgh Barlowe The Seamstress, Elesa Starling The Prospector, Clay Tamagawa The Adventurer, Skyla Vale The Phantom, Brycen Ryder The Captain, Drayden Dragul The Musician, Roxie Fenton The Seafarer, Marlon Salvador The Enchantress, Shauntal Del Rosario The Gambler, Grimsley Slater The Princess, Caitlin Bloomingdale The Successor, Marshal Redwood The Heir, Benga Redwood The Heiress, Iris Chibana The Lorekeeper, Alder Redwood The Moon's Chronicler, Ingo Graystone The Sun's Chronicler, Emmet Graystone ✖️ Team Plasma + Order of The Heart :

The False Prophet, Ghetsis Harmonia Gropius The Eye of Love, Anthea Harmonia Gropius The Eye of Peace, Concordia Harmonia Gropius The Agent, Zinzolin Ryder The Agent, Godfrey Rood The Eye of Love, Yancy Rosewood The Eye of Peace, Curtis Greenville The Shadow, Uno The Shadow, Dos The Shadow, Tres 🔖 Gym Guides :

Waitress Tia of Striaton Scientist Satomi of Nacrene Harlequin Jack of Castelia Lady Colette of Nimbasa Clerk Katie of Driftveil Pilot Chase of Mistralton Black Belt Thomas of Icirrus Veterans Kim and Ron of Opelucid Gentleman Clyde of Aspertia Guitarist Billy Jo of Virbank Ace Trainer Santino of Humilau

🧪 Scientists :

The Counselor, Audrea Juniper The Wiseman, Cedric Juniper The Analyst, Fennel Dreamer The Prodigy, Amanita Dreamer

🩸 Family :

Harper Blackburn Lillith Slater Noland Slater Blanche Alabaster Silas Alabaster Marianne Blake Hitoshi Obsidian Giselle Obsidian Aya Obsidian Sabrina Starling Roxas Fenton Kuroba Amano Norman Slater Cynthia Cogita The Witch, Nikola Cogita

🌏 Friends and Allies of Other Regions :

The Hero of Life and Death, Calem Laflamme The Heroine of Life and Death, Serena Cendrine The Gravekeeper, Augustine Sycamore The Philantropist, Lysandre Donnadieu The King of Kalos, Azriel Donnadieu

#pokemon blight/blur #pokemon bw #pokemon bw2 #reference

[coldblizzardqueen]

Stay

Song Inspiration ‘Stay Another Day – East 17’ Nominated by @akaanonymouth

 Bernie wandered slowly towards the Holby carpark. Her hands deep inside the pockets of her woollen coat and her head tucked into the warmth of her scarf. As she walked, she could almost feel the invisible thread, she’d always felt connected her and Serena, fraying and the bits blowing away in the thin, cold breeze.

 When Serena had made her little speech, implying that she’d be holding Bernie back if she allowed her to stay in Holby shackled to her, instead of being off having adventures in Nairobi or wherever the wind blew her next. Bernie had agreed she couldn’t stay. “Why did you say that. You idiot!” she muttered to herself as she reached her car. Staying in Holby had been her idea. Finally making a home with the woman she loved. Putting down roots. Being part of a loving family. This was what she wanted. She was just incredibly sorry that it had taken a lonely Serena cheating on her. On them. To make her realise that she needed to act.

 So maybe she didn’t own a pair of slippers in which to take the bins out…Maybe she’d not pushed her own two on the swings when they were small but that didn’t mean that she’d resent ‘having’ to do it with Guinevere and any other little ones who came along.

 She’d never wanted domesticity before. Not with Marcus. Not with Alex. She’d tried to fit into Marcus’ ideas of the way a wife should behave, how she should act, each time she was on leave. She tried to be the version of a mother that her children seemed to want. But it had never worked, because although she’d been a wife, a mother, a soldier, a lover, she’d never once in all that time truly been herself.

 During her relationship with Serena. Even through the horrific time of and after Eleanor’s senseless death. She had slowly and surely blossomed into her own self. She was really, honestly, Bernie Wolfe for the very first time in her over half a century of life. And it wasn’t that she couldn’t be herself elsewhere now. She could. She was sure. She wasn’t dependent on Serena Campbell. It was that she didn’t want to be Bernie Wolfe, the woman who’d let Serena Campbell slip through her fingers. Who’d blindly agreed with non-sensical arguments about bins and swings and not being the right sort of animal.

 As Bernie pulled across her seatbelt and turned the key in the ignition, the radio started up. It was a Christmas song that had been played a lot during a deployment to Cyprus in 1994. As the tune came to the chorus, she hummed along quietly. The music video came to mind. She remembered seeing Take That wrapped in enormous white puffer jackets with furry hoods as ‘snow’ fell around them, as she stood watching the TV in 20c sunshine and feeling slightly disjointed. It was the first time that she’d not been able to make it home since her kids had been born and Marcus had piled on the guilt each time she’d rang home.

She stayed in her memories for a little while, as the words seemed particularly pertinent.

“Don’t you think we’ve come too far now

Just to go and try to throw it all away

Thought I heard you say you love me

That your love was gonna be here to stay

I’ve only just begun to know you

All I can say is won’t you stay just one more day.

 Take That seemed to be saying in song, that which she wished she’d said to Serena instead of having a final dance and then making a quiet exit as the bouquet was being thrown. The irony of Serena catching it was not lost on her. Especially as she felt the small box in her coat pocket.

 She stopped herself as she went to put the car into reverse. Being hit immediately with the vision of herself driving away from the hospital while berating herself for being a complete and utter coward. Running away from Serena because she’d intimated that she loved her after a particularly stressful case.

 She turned off the ignition and took a few deep breaths. As her breath plumed in the coolness of the car, she Googled ‘Stay Another Day’ by Take That and discovered that it didn’t exist. However, the same title by East 17 did. She smiled to herself as she remembered Serena’s joy each time she failed to guess an artist correctly when they were listening to music.

 She attached a link to the song into a text message to Serena and wrote “Please LISTEN to this X”

 Bernie started to walk back towards Albies as she listened quietly to the lyrics of the song. When she reached the corner of the pub, she saw Serena sitting on a bench in the deserted smoking shelter.

 “It says some of the things I should have had the guts to say instead of walking away.” Bernie said.

 “Bloody hell!” Serena gasped. “You made me jump!”

 “Budge up” Bernie made a gentle shooing motion with one hand.

 Serena moved over and Bernie sat down. She placed her hand, palm facing upward in the gap between them. Serena placed her trembling hand into Bernie’s and laced their fingers together. As Bernie folded her own fingers between Serena’s she took a deep breath. She watched the humid air curl from her lips and head into the ether.

 Looking into the distance, Bernie cleared her throat and began to speak. “When I first heard that song, I was stationed in Cyprus. It was my first Christmas away from the kids. I’d have given anything to feel the motherly, familial guilt I was supposed to…Marcus guilt tripped me every time we spoke but truthfully I was relieved…relieved because it meant I didn’t have to go and play pretend happy families.”

 “Bernie…” Serena started. Feeling Bernie squeeze her hand, she stopped. She inclined her head slightly and smiled softly, signifying Bernie should continue.

 Bernie looked away again “For over half my life, the only place I really felt that I fitted in was the army…I enjoyed the adrenaline rushes, the adventures, the camaraderie…I felt as much myself as I ever thought I’d feel…I never thought I’d have a life where I could be openly gay and in love…Create a family of my own on my own terms.”

 She turned to look at Serena. “You are the love of my life…I don’t want us to break up…I want to stay here. With you...We’ve never really had the chance to lay down some proper roots and I want to do that…Our family is in Holby. Our friends are in Holby…And most importantly” Bernie smiled widely. “You are in Holby…And I want to be wherever you are for the rest of my life.”

 Serena smiled hesitantly. “But what about adventure and adrenaline…You’re a force of nature Bernie…You’ll shrivel up and die here…Domesticity isn’t you.”

 “Bloody hell love, you make me sound like some sort of camo clad Indiana Jones!” Bernie laughed as she grasped Serena’s upper arms and turned her gently to fully face her. Sliding her hands down her arms to interlace their fingers once more. “Don’t you realise?... Us being together. Loving each other. Loving our family…That will be the biggest adventure of my life. And it’s one I can’t wait to start.” She squeezed Serena’s hands and shook them gently between the two of them to emphasise her point.

 A tear ran slowly down Serena’s cheek. “I ruined everything Bernie…I cheated…Not just on you but on everything we’d been building…I…” She stopped as Bernie placed a finger tenderly over her lips.

 “You made a mistake…Yes, it hurt like hell. But it’s done…We’ll learn from it…And we’ll draw a veil over it.” Bernie’s eyes implored Serena to believe her.

Serena unlaced her fingers from Bernie’s and reached up to cup her face. “I love you so, so much.”

 Bernie breathed deeply. “Can I stay?”

 Serena pulled Bernie into a crushing hug. She whispered into Bernie’s ear. “I never wanted you to go.”

 They stayed in that hug for a long time. Feeling the solidity of each other was grounding after such a rollercoaster few hours. “Marry me?” Bernie murmured. She held her breath wondering whether Serena had even heard her.

 A loud sob escaped from Serena. “Yes!...Yes!”

 They held on to each other more tightly. “I’ve got a ring.” Said Bernie. Her voice muffled as she buried her head in Serena’s hair.

 Serena looked up. Bernie felt swaddled in the deep love she saw in the eyes looking back at her. Serena ran her hand around to the back of Bernie’s head. “Later.” She purred as she pulled Bernie into a passionate kiss.

 

EAST 17 “Don’t you say it’s the final kiss (Stay now)”…

And she did.

With Serena becoming her wife 3 months later…

#a (not so) silent night #serena campbell #bernie wolfe #@berena_winter_event #berena #fanfiction #holby city #Song request by @akaanonymouth

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