notice how everything feels.
uhm, i never really share my writing, but i really liked how this one turned out and i wanna share it-
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sky and wild bonding because i wanna see them more >:(
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I’d always been described as cryptic, whether it be by travelers, stable-hands, flora, even my brothers, but i had to admit- they were right. I was never one to sit still, once I’d woken up after my time in the shrine, i’d been drawn more towards nature, the way the grass felt against my feet, the texture of the dirt, the trees lightly scraping my hands as i would climb to see the vast world around me, and the wind carding through my hair as i stood in towers. Even after gaining a handful of memories, i was well aware of the fact that i would’ve been punished for acting so childish- whether by the king or the head commander of the guards. Maybe because i would get dirty and didn’t fit social norms- I would get dirty while rolling in the grass- staining my shirt, shield surfing down mountain sides, howling with the wolves at night, chirping to the birds, cooking some meat for the dogs at stables, and even taste testing every single thing i’d come across. Everything had a sound and texture, some were good, some would make me want to claw my ears and hands off, a gamble truly- but a gamble he was willing to take to find tasty edible things nature had to offer. After joining the chain, no one commented on his strange behaviors, only until he was about to attempt to eat the entirety of a vegetable from the ranchers garden- roots, dirt, and all. They didn’t trust him much after that to be left alone with anything he’d deem edible, sky was the only one curious enough to ask about why he thought that was edible, and they’d talk about it for hours. One specific night on watch in twilights hyrule, wild sat comfortably beside the flickering fire light, occasionally looking around to do his job- watching out for monsters or strangers. Wild carefully laid down flat on his back after the fire had gone to a small dying light source. The moment the flames went out, after about 10 seconds- the night sky was suddenly brighter, stars shined against the black ink that flora had deemed ‘space’ and the moon was a waxing gibbous tonight, so it was especially beautiful. After hylia knows how long, he heard the sound of someone shuffling in their bed roll. He sat up on his elbows, looking around and seeing sky drowsily staring at him, raising an eyebrow as if asking ‘gonna wake me up for watch or no?’ As he sat upright. Wild smiled sheepishly, sitting up now to better watch sky walk over and plop down next to him.
“You didn’t wake me up for watch”
Sky elbowed him playfully, grinning slightly.
“Sorry, got carried away loving this view”
He gazed upwards, craning his neck to watch different stars twinkle and occasionally a shooting star would follow suit. As he and sky watched the night slowly drift from a cold and comforting silence, to a morning fog of moonlight and sunlight battling for the sky.
“Well, times gonna throw a fit when he finds out we just stayed up and didn’t wake legend for 3rd watch”
Sky laughed softly, bowing his head in a sad attempt to muffle his laughter in his knees. Wild shrugged, taking in the morning scents of early moon fall and sun rise. The grass had a slight frost of late October, birds starting to stir in their nests, his hands making contact with the frosty grass and would turn his hands light red from the chill, and the fact he was breathing and alive.
“Do you ever believe that there could be an even higher power than hylia?”
I innocently asked, i knew this could be a touchy subject for sky, but it was a genuine question. He was quiet, but inhaled and exhaled calmly.
“I’m not sure, i definitely believe there is someone or something at the same power level as her, but i don’t know”
He shrugged mindlessly, not once taking his eyes off the black and pink mixing together to make the view of daybreak.
“What about a god, goddess, or deity that controls or is associated with nature? I’m sure hylia doesn’t manage the forests, oceans, rivers, and animals on her own..”
I murmured aloud, half speaking to myself and sky.
“Maybe, i wouldn’t doubt it.”
Sky smiled, leaning into wild comfortingly.
“I’m never going to judge you if you have a different belief than me, we both have very different stories and experiences with hylia, I’d never hate you for expressing your discomfort or disregard of hylia, and i hope you know that”
Sky firmly looked me in the eyes and elbowed my side to truly get his point across- earning a choked laugh from me.
“I know, i know, thank you sky, I’d also never judge your belief and trust in hylia, I’m well aware she’s your girlfriend.”
I poked sky’s chest accusingly, smiling smugly.
Sky frowned, but kept his humor in his eyes.
“These are my favorite bonding moments, just exposed to nature- just us and the spider crawling on your leg”
I smiled widely, after sky heard the last part- he shrieked in horror, looking down and practically flinging himself upward as the little spider was resting on his thigh. Everyone immediately bolted awake and reached for a weapon hearing his screams, but soon realized the false alarm that was sky shuddering and tugging at wilds ear as he chewed him out about doing that to his poor brother.
Yeah, wild enjoyed these moments.
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I’ll proof read this like weeks later and realize i wrote something wrong 😨
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harry started smoking shortly after the events of the secret camera, he probably found the cigarettes in Uncle Vernon's things . He probably doesn't tell anyone, at first there were just a few but those of thinking that his father's "assassin" is trying to kill him,the tasks in goblet of fire, Cedric's death, the almost death of sirius here sirius is alive so after all this, it became a habit that not even sirius remus anyone in the order knows i can only imagine them discovering molly surtan...
did this get cut off towards the end? 👀
regardless, i love this sm!!! harry being full of rage and conflicted feelings, not knowing/being taught how to deal w them. he finds a cig and tries it just for the heck of it (can’t get any worse right?) and lo and behold, things don’t suck as much for a few minutes. he can peacefully float away from all his troubles if only for a small amount of time (genuinely this line of thinking leads me to more substance use hcs like harry’s had the most terrible life and it lends itself very much to those) and over the summer he gets used to those. takes a few packs to hogwarts w him, sneaks off for a smoke every now and then when things get too much, tries to hard it from the people around him.
and like, the thing with cigarettes is that they’re such a slippery slope lol so i can totally see him going for riskier and riskier smoke breaks until he’s finally caught one time. maybe at grimmauld place where there’s only so many places u can hide?
molly will definitely lose her shit, like no question. she’ll be the kind who’ll assume unwanted responsibility and berate him without giving him space to breathe imo (ik she’s much softer when it comes to harry, but i can def see her w the potential to do this). remus would probably pull another ‘your parents didn’t sacrifice their lives for u to kill urself this way harry >:(‘. arthur would bumble around a disappointed, well meaning, but ultimately useless ‘this isn’t the solution’.
sirius, though. here’s my bias coming in. i think he’d be the best equipped to deal with that bc i hc him smoking from a young age as well, for similar reasons. so he gets it, unlike literally everyone else, but most importantly he gives harry the space to talk about it. he’ll be interested in knowing what happened, why he feels the need to rely on cigarettes, and then gently GENTLY help harry come to terms with the fact that his grief is valid without having to resort to damaging substances AND help him find new coping mechanisms. generational healing and unlearning harmful things ftw amirite?
(alternatively, im also just here for a harry who started smoking super young and never stopped ngl)
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