#♡ lets exchange the experience ╱ interactions

[impervicus]

closed starter ft. giovanni gagliardi / @secondhnd​​

she knew it wasn’t technically a band rehearsal day but bowie felt like she hadn’t seen gio much lately so she had to go visit him. he was fine, bowie knew he was fine because if she wasn’t, she would have found out pretty quickly. but outside of the band, she felt really close to her fellow bandmates. so in their best interest, she always wanted to make sure they were okay. it’s what a good lead singer and creator of the band would do right? 

she knocked on the door, waiting for gio to answer. she was fairly certain he was home, but maybe he had gone out elsewhere. she tended to forget to actually text people before showing up to their places, maybe it was because she thought she had everyone’s schedules memorized, or that she thought she really knew them enough to predict when they would or wouldn’t be home. guess they’d find out, right?

[impervicus]

"hmmmm, maybe that's right too. i guess we'll have to wait and see if that stays true." she teased with a smile. though, bowie already knew that it was true. she admired everyone in their band and thought they were the most talented people to exist. and well, they were the most talented people to exist. that was just simple facts. "i will listen to the whole thing, from start to finish, scout's honor." she said, putting a hand to her chest for good measure. "who knows? this very well could be life changing for me and i'd owe it all to you, chance."

"You think? You know." He grinned in response to the other's words, taking a slight breath before he ended up doing more than trying to convince them that he was in the right when it came to the special place that he had set aside for cassette tapes. It was the excitement interlaced with the prospect of being able to create something unique especially for Bowie when they accepted his offer of making a mixtape for them. "Okay, say that you love it before, sure, but when you hear it? You'll definitely love it. There's nothing like it and when you get it, then you hear it, you'll know." At least he hoped that was the case when he crafted the perfect mix for them. "Don't worry. This'll knock your socks off in the best possible way to where you're gonna have to accept that I'm not completely wrong here but really, actually onto something. It's okay, you will." Chance laughed then. "One mixtape, coming right up. Just promise that you'll listen to the whole thing before you make up your mind." It was likely to take him a bit, but now he had a plan in mind and a reason to put it together.

[williamkisser]

A Luca x reader would be nice........... preferably slow burn and y/n is the shy type............. I'm hungry................. Thirsty............ Would beg....... Thank you.... *dying*

♡— The Prisoner with a shy S/O

♡— Oh my god… anon… N-N… NO!!!! Anon please, don’t do this to me… breathe. Oh my god. BREATHE!! *sniff* *sob* i’m… I’m so sorry i couldn’t save you, anon…. I hope you’re in a better place now… *sob*

♡— Warnings: g/n reader, fluff, possibly ooc i’m not sure, word count is 1400

♡— Luca Balsa, despite going through a turmoil of tragic events, never did once even try to stop working on his lifelong passion, god forbid even think of it. Yes, around him there were degenerates, murderers, thieves, even mystical, strange creatures - such combinations would drive any man crazy, as if anyone in here already wasn’t. But after all, finding something you could get absorbed in is the best method for killing time, don’t they say? Not even his developing issue with memory loss can stop him now.

♡— That’s why the prisoner, most of the time, could be found in the comfort of his own dorm, sitting by the desk while brain storming for yet another solution to the new experiment he was currently developing. And to be frank, he did quite like it this way. He had his own corner in the world, didn’t need to worry about money, could eat delicious meals and could even discuss some scientific matters with a few other enlightened individuals. And the prize for winning the game was even more tempting. Just imagine how much quicker he could develop his project with all this cash.

♡— Despite all the focus on his own dreams and scientific infatuations, Luca didn’t stray from engaging in interactions with other people. He’s certainly considered as one of the friendliest and most cheerful people in here. Some wonder if anyone im here ever managed to get on his nerve. He’s just very tolerable towards most, if not all, however, clearly he feels most comfortable near people who are willing to listen to his info-dumps, or engage in smart conversations, ask questions and give suggestions. There weren’t much residents in the manor like this. Most are either uninterested or too weirded out, therefore the prisoner always appreciated the open minded ones.

♡— Sadly, Luca’s past whereabouts left a permanent scar on him, making him a little unaware to some social cues. This man can not pick up on someone being painfully visibly attracted to him. He assumes all people willingly interacting with him are either friendly or just curious. Luca likes showing off and exchanging ideas with his mentor Alva, asking Helena for advice and letting her touch all of his tools or projects, trying to connect nature with science together with Luchino, or even explaining his ideas to the suspiciously fascinated Florian.

♡— And then there was you. A person very shy, awkward even. Everyone didn’t mind your presence, you just existed in your own bubble, in silence. Sometimes, someone would try to include you in some conversation, and while you did appreciate the gesture you just couldn’t grasp why you felt so uncomfortable, barely able to form a meaningful sentence. That was until you first encountered a young, quite charming in his own way man personally. You instantly became fond of Luca Balsa. Something about him just radiated pure happiness. He genuinely wanted to talk with you, sensing your anxiety, and you have no idea whether it’s for better or worse, because, oh God - he made you feel butterflies in your stomach and needles in your heart. You’ve got a crush on the Oletus manor’s „Prisoner”.

♡— You didn’t know what to do. The newly discovered feelings for the boy made your anxiety far more intense than it already was. Something in your head just screamed to not get too attached, after all, this is Luca Balsa we’re speaking of, he most likely doesn’t view you as anything else but a companion in matches. But, of course, the heart always does whatever it wants, ignoring the brain. That’s how you found yourself standing in front of his dorm doors, reflecting on if it’s alright for you to knock on them. What if he’s too busy right now and you’re just going to be a burden? This was a part of your mastermind plan - try to get into his interests and become a closer friend, and then…. maybe the friendship could bloom onto something else? You were in deep wonder, unaware that the doors are now open and Luca was waving his hand in front of your face. Earth to you.

♡— Either way, you spent some quality time with him together. He was very pleased to hear that you wanted to find out more about his projects and shared several insights related to his future plans. His dorm felt oddly cozy. You didn’t even realize that visiting Luca became some sort of a habit of yours, entering his workplace nearly on a daily basis - it made you forget about all the atrocities you witnessed during the bloody games. His voice was so soft and gentle, his eyes beamed as you kept asking questions about what is he doing right now. Luca felt so glad to elaborate and ramble about his passion. He’d even offer you to help him, giving you simple tasks as asking you to bring a certain tool. He was well aware of your shyness, so he was as understanding as he could, not forcing anything onto you. One day, Luchino teasingly called you „Luca’s little assistant”. The intense colour of your cheeks spoke for itself. You were head over heels.

♡— Quickly enough, your small acts of kindness turned into something way more serious. At one point, you felt like Luca’s own caretaker, because he was literally too absorbed in his work to pay attention to his own well-being. After you began frequently assisting him in not only helping to build some programs, you just took care of his needs. While Luca would love to stay up all night and didn’t like when people complained about it, oddly enough, he didn’t hesitate to tuck himself into his bed after you offered the prisoner too. You made sure he went outside and ate enough. Simple gestures like that were your own way of showing him affection, as you were too shy to be verbally affectionate.

♡— The whole situationship was now taking way too long. You were absolutely crazy over Luca, while he viewed you as a good friend and a fast learning companion. Everyone could tell you were following him like a lost puppy outside of matches, and he didn’t mind it at all. You just wished he would finally pick up on your real intentions, but at the same time you felt worried. What if he won’t talk to you anymore? What if there will be weird tension between the both of you if you confess? On one ordinary day, you were sitting by his desk as always, silently reading the notes hanged on the cork board while Luca came to you and asked to help him draw a technical sketch in his work notebook, to which you agreed to. After months of practice in his dorm you already knew how to properly draw a project on a piece of paper with accurate proportions - yet this certain sketch was new to you, you weren’t quite sure how to do it. That’s when Luca held your hand and guided it, helping you be more precise, and what an amazing, ecstatic feeling it was, his hand contained a specific, electric even, feeling on top of that. You blushed so hard you were surprised Luca didn’t even notice, but you knew you can’t be with him this way. You were hurting yourself by not telling the truth.

♡— This is how you found yourself sitting on Lucas’s desk, looking down and fidgeting with your fingers after telling the prisoner to listen for a minute. The whole thing was so stressful you can barely remember anything from that moment, not sure if it’s because of your own anxiety or if it’s the curse of this wicked place you’re stuck in. Either way, your confession to him was probably the most awkward one this Manor has ever seen - and it certainly saw a lot. Luca was surprised he didn’t manage to connect the dots for so long. He was focused on all the wrong things and failed to notice your affection towards him. Those were a few painful months, but he was going to make sure you know he appreciates all the help, not only on the projects, but also helping him take care of himself. Luca asked you for permission to kiss you while holding your hand, which you agreed to, feeling happy like never, making all your shyness go away for once… which did not last long, as Florian entered the room without knocking, making a loud „EWW” sound. Luca was going to make sure no one will interrupt you, scribbling something about a doorbell in his notebook right after kissing you like his life depended on it. Turns out, Luca Balsa now has found something to look forward to in his life other that science and innovative inventions - which was you.

Thank you for your request anon… i hope you can read this fic in the afterlife at least… anyways this my first time writing a fic for a character i’m not very familiar with. I tried to be as accurate as i could so i’m sorry if it’s ooc 😭 anyways it’s 2am now… idv x reader tag how are you doing on this lovely summer night

[brucestalia]

talia al ghul: relationships // platonic ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ

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diana prince

i briefly mentioned this in a previous post, but let’s dive deeper. i’m a huge fan of museum curator mlle. prince, and talia, ever the patron of the arts, must have crossed paths with her during one of her many visits to paris.

ra’s al ghul might be an international eco-terrorist and cult leader, but he also operates under (and eventually abandons) the alias of henri ducard: eccentric billionaire and environmental activist. (yes, this is a nod to nolanverse ra’s. while i’m not a fan of how the al ghuls were handled in nolan’s films, there are a few elements i’ll be borrowing for my brutalia worldbuilding.)

following in her father’s footsteps, talia adopts the alias of henrietta ducard, a french socialite and heiress. of course, she knows diana—who wouldn’t know the wonder woman, teammate to her beloved and “aunt” to jason?

their paths cross at the louvre, where diana is overjoyed to host such a cultured guest. the two end up touring the museum well past closing hours, completely engrossed in their conversation. diana’s younger colleagues are far too intimidated to interrupt the two women who seem entirely in a world of their own.

oh, and jason? he 100% calls diana “dad” whenever he’s mad at bruce.

add in girls’ nights with barbara minerva and occasional appearances from the gotham city sirens, and you’ve got a dynamic i cannot wait to explore further. 2. the birds of prey; a) dinah lance

the “i’m married to a total himbo-billionaire” club.

their interactions mostly consist of knowing looks exchanged across lavishly decorated ballrooms during charity galas hosted by wayne enterprises and q-corp—always trying to outdo the other. they sneak out for smoke breaks, share a quiet camaraderie, and occasionally spar together.

considering the plotline about ra’s almost marrying black canary (or was that just a fever dream?), i’d say they know each other by association and share a mutual understanding. not quite friendship, but something close—born from shared experiences and a begrudging respect.

when it comes to training, with lady shiva now part of the birds of prey, i can see talia attempting to cooperate with the ladies. she’s clearly got a lot of history with the group, which brings us to the next duo: b) barbara gordon and helena bertinelli

talia can be good when she wants to be.

i like the idea of talia taking on a maternal role for cassandra during her time with the league of assassins. she has the capacity for genuine care, even in the shadowy corners of the league’s operations. similarly, i can see her stepping into a similar role for a younger helena kyle (or wayne), particularly if selina is no longer in the picture (possibly dead).

talia would likely oppose bruce’s treatment of the huntress, siding with the family members who sympathise with helena’s cause—especially during the events of the hush storyline. she could even act as a mentor of sorts, helping helena find her place in the dark knight’s world, while providing the kind of guidance bruce often withholds.

for all her similarities to helena, barbara stands apart in one key way: she grew up within the dimly-lit walls of the batcave, immersed in batman’s world. over the years, talia has quietly observed the commissioner’s daughter, often alongside one very pouty dick grayson. these observations, layered with her own sense of justice, only deepen her fury against the joker after the events of the killing joke.

barbara and helena are probably the first batfamily members to know whenever talia is in gotham—after jason and damian, of course. oracle’s network would almost certainly keep tabs on talia, especially during her prolonged, unexplained absences. 3. the gotham city sirens; a) pamela isley

ivy—or rather, dr. pamela isley—superpowered eco-terrorist extraordinaire, would have been a subject of keen interest to the league of assassins. from her controversial tenure at wayne enterprises to her involvement in woodrue's experiments, talia would have kept a watchful eye on pamela’s journey.

when isley became poison ivy, the demon’s head would have undoubtedly reached out to her. sharing similar values—and at times, equally extreme methods—talia and pamela would have initially maintained a professional relationship. however, the nature of their shared work, coupled with the undeniable chaos that is harley quinn, would have eventually evolved their dynamic into a close, if unconventional, friendship.

at some point, talia becomes an honorary gotham city siren. she doesn't hesitate to crash at harley and ivy’s place when things with her detective aren’t going so well. b) harleen quinzel

harley is one of the rare individuals (alfred being the other, obviously) whom talia would truly trust with damian. over time, harley earns the title of “aunt,” though it’s anyone’s guess which side of the family she’s from.

their friendship didn’t stem from any significant shared history, allegiance, or grand cause. harley just showed up one day, decided they were friends, and that was that. talia nodded hesitantly, chalking it up to just being the gotham way of things.

unsurprisingly, dr. quinn has tried (and perhaps succeeded?) in scheduling talia and bruce for marriage counseling on multiple occasions.

c) selina kyle

without bruce in the equation, talia and selina’s relationship becomes infinitely less strained. talia might envy selina, but only in the sense that love has been far kinder to her questionable morals with a partner like kate.

in this scenario, talia is definitely closest to selina—whether it’s due to genuine fondness or simply their frequent proximity is unclear. either way, they seem to understand each other on a level few others can, especially over shared indulgences, like extravagant shopping sprees.

the moment they move into wayne manor, it’s inevitable: the place will be overrun by animals of every kind, much to the amusement (or exasperation) of the other residents.

4. john constantine & zatanna zatara

i love the idea of melisande being homo magi, which would mean talia inherits that lineage as well. being part homo magi, combined with her access to the powers of the lazarus pits and mastery of incantations, would make talia uniquely positioned to bridge gaps between her world and the other side. talia’s connection to magic would make her better suited to collaborate with heroes like those in the justice league dark, creating opportunities for uneasy alliances and reluctant partnerships that bring out the best (and worst) in everyone involved, with her being someone who walks the thin line between antihero and ally.

5. lois lane and clark kent

double dates!! :D

lois would come to like talia a lot more after the unforgettable spectacle with president luthor, and clark would absolutely demand every last detail of his definitely-not-best-friend's relationship with talia.

after jason's resurrection, talia would entrust him to the kents' care, enrolling him in metropolis university before the big reveal to bruce.

additionally, damian and jon’s friendship (though damian insists it’s more of an alliance between the supers and the bats) would require them to meet up at least once a week.

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[lady-embers]

The Azriel Bonus Chapter that was included in the Books A Million edition is canon and inside of it, I feel like Sarah J Maas has let us know Elain and Azriel will not end up together and that they aren’t a good fit for each other. Whereas, by the end of it, she has laid down the groundwork for a mate bond between Gwyn and Azriel and shown a new love interest. When you consider how Azriel feels, what he says, and his actions in the bonus chapter when he interacts with Elain, Rhysand, and Gwyn, it is very telling.

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Interaction with Elain – He focuses on what he perceives as the negative things about him. He can’t fully accept himself in her presence. He almost feels unworthy of her. He seems to focus on her more sexually to me.

- “Az tried not to look at his scarred fingers as they took the gift.” He hasn’t even touched the gift she gave him last year. It stays on his nightstand just for him to look at whenever he does sleep there where it's located at. He's not doing this every night either because remember he has other places he can sleep at...

- He wasn’t sure about giving her gift from him because her mate was there, had been in the family room and he had to stay be the door because “he couldn’t stand the sight of it, the scent of their mating bond, and needed to have the option of leaving.” He also mentions how he rarely comes to family dinners. He's intentionally staying away from her at this point and appears to have been doing so for a while before this even took place in ACOSF.

- “It had never gone this far. They’d exchanged looks, the occasional brush of their fingers, but never this. Never blatant, unrestricted touching. Wrong--- it was so wrong.” This shows its all been surface level and Azriel knew it was wrong to even be touching Elain..

- “She looked up at him, her face so trusting and hopeful and open that he knew she had no idea that he had done unspeakable things that sullied his hands far beyond their scars. Such terrible things that it was a sacrilege for his fingers to touch her skin, tainting her with his presence. But he could have this. This one moment, and maybe a taste, and that would be it.” He doesn't really seem to want her beyond the moment he wants to experience with her. Signifying it's all about the sexual release for him.

-Rhysand stopped them before they even kissed!!

- Their interaction ends with Azriel saying, “This was a mistake,” and deflecting an apology while vanishing before she could say anything else. Which visibly hurts Elain as it's a clear rejection by another guy who she has grown some feelings for.

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Interaction with Rhysand – Before this, Azriel has already admitted that he was and has been envious of Cassian and Rhysand.

- When Rhysand calls him out for about to kiss Elain in the middle of the hall where anyone could see them, including her mate who was there, all he can ask is, “What if the Cauldron was wrong?” This to me brings into question on if the Cauldron was wrong, does that mean it could have made a mistake pairing Nesta and Cassian? So in essence he's essentially also questioning his own brother bond...

- He then deflects Rhysand’s question about Mor and goes on to say, “The Cauldron chose three sisters. Tell me how it’s possible that my two brothers are with two of the sisters, yet the third was given to another.” He reduces Elain to the third sister here and to me it just means he wants the mate bond. Because if he wanted Elain, he'd accept her and want to be with her despite her mate bond with another. Not questioning things...

- Then, Rhysand asks Azriel if he believes he deserves to be her mate to which he deflects and mentions how he thinks Lucien will never be good enough for her and how she's not interested in him anyways (let’s not forget Elain hasn’t really given Lucien a chance and Lucien has stayed away respecting Elain’s wishes)

-When Rhysand asks him if his plan is to seduce Elain away, he says nothing and “He hadn’t gotten that far with his planning, certainly not beyond the fantasies he pleasured himself to.” (Which only happened in the dead of night when even his shadows are asleep). Once again, proving its all about the sex/sexual release for him with Elain.

- When Rhysand mentions Lucien could invoke the Blood Duel (which is a brutal battle to the death that is only enacted in rare cases) if he finds out Azriel is pursuing Elain, Azriel with pure arrogance states he will defeat him. Rhysand reminds of the repercussions of those actions and puts an end to it.

- This whole interaction only shows that Azriel is only thinking of himself and his wants/needs. He isn’t thinking about Elain and how him killing Lucien would hurt/traumatize her because of the mate bond. He isn’t thinking politically which also brings about its own issues.

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Interaction with Gwyn – A little background history about them two: He is the one who found and saved her at Sangravah and ended up slaughtering all the soldiers and wrapping her in his cloak who was then taken by Mor (when he usually leaves one or two for interrogation purposes). When he is around her in this bonus chapter, he also seems to be himself and not have any thoughts about his scars or feeling of unworthiness being in her presence. He just is.

- His whole interaction with Gwyn, he never once focuses on his scars or anything negative about himself. He actively engages in conversation with her and its in a flowing, joking, kinda flirty behavior. He even stays after pretty much a clear dismissal by Gwyn.

- When Gwyn was trying to copy his movement, “and he watched her self-correct, fighting against the urge to open up her wrist and rotate the blade.” Notice no mention of his scars or anything negative associated with him touching her if he was to do that...

- After Gwyn makes a joke about Cassian and Nesta and thanks Azriel, “Azriel dipped his head in a sketch of a bow, something restless settling in him.” (mate coding)

- He ends their interaction wishing her a Happy Solstice and telling her to not stay out too much longer or else she’ll freeze. Showing he already cares about her in a way already.

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Now onto some other things I found interesting….

His shadows – I think this is important when mentions how the shadows interact between Elain and Gwyn- “Though his shadows kept him company, as they always had, as they always would” His shadows are always going to be apart of him. They aren't going away and based on this thought from him I don't believe he wants them to either.

- When Elain sucked in a soft breath that whispered over his skin, “His shadows skittered back at the sound. They’d always been prone to vanish when she was around.” Interesting they have ALWAYS been prone to vanish when she's around. If that's good/bad remains to be seen but compared to how his shadows react around Gwyn.....well I'll get to that...

- When Az was thinking about Elain (sexually) he mentions how he only ever had those thoughts when even his shadows had gone to sleep. This arises the question.... Why only then Azriel?

- The shadows never warned Azriel that someone was in the training pit when we went to work off the temptation, rage, and frustration. Then, they peered over his wings at Gwyn when they were talking. Something I haven't seen them do yet around anyone else...

- When Gwyn asks him how that party was, “Her breath curled in front of her mouth, and one of shadows darted out to dance with it before twirling back to him. Like it heard some silent music.” (Mate coding here here me)

- Another quote: “Even his shadows had calmed. As if content to lounge on his shoulders and watch.” This is a direct mention of how his shadows calm while he's in the presence of Gwyn, which is a more accurate representation than Feyre or other POV of how they act around people. (I think this can also be mate coded)

- When he is leaving the training pit, he mentions how he swore he could hear faint, beautiful singing following him and that his shadows sang back in answer. (Mate coding)

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The Necklace – “It was a small, flat rose fashioned of stained glass, designed so that when held to the light, the true depth of the colors would become visible. A THING OF SECRET, LOVELY BEAUTY.” (There is a reason I capitalized that last part.)

- Azriel at first gifts it to Elain and puts it around her neck. As he is doing that- “He knew it was wrong, but there he was, sliding the necklace around her.” He knew it was wrong.... I think that speaks for itself...

- The next morning after Rhysand stops them from kissing, Elain’s necklace is back in his gift pile. The whole day he has every intention of returning it to the shop. Instead, he finds himself in front of the library as the clock chimes seven in the evening. It's interesting how he was pulled there.... maybe the mate bond led him there? Especially since in Hebrew 7 is said to communicate a sense of "fullness", "completeness", "perfection", "wholeness and harmony" and we know Sarah is Jewish.

- He gives the necklace to Clotho and asks her to give it to Gwyn if she sees her, but then tells her to not to mention that it came from him.

- When Clotho mentions Gwyn deserves something as beautiful as the necklace and thanks him for the joy it will bring to her, this happens:

“Something sparked in Azriel’s chest…. He could picture it, though, as he ascended the stairs back to the House proper. How Gwyn’s teal eyes might light upon seeing the necklace. For whatever reason…. He could see it. But he tucked the away the thought, consciously erasing the slight smile it brought to his face. Buried the image down deep, where it glowed quietly. A THING OF SECRET, LOVELY BEAUTY.” The "something sparked in his chest" is mate coding to me as well as the fact he tucked the thought away and buried it down where it glowed quietly.....

I also happen to think it is significant that in the description of the necklace it mentions a thing of secret, lovely beauty and the bonus chapter ends with that same sentence when he is thinking about Gwyn and the image of her that he buried deep down. Azriel felt it was wrong to put the necklace around Elain but was drawn to the library and gifted it to Gwyn and his reaction and thought process afterwards makes it seen like the necklace was meant to be Gwyns all along. With his mate. Because we all know Azriel wants his own mate, and I think it'll be Gwyn.

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Between the interactions, Azriels shadows, the necklace, the wording Sarah uses, just in this one bonus chapter, I fully believe that Sarah J Maas has already shown us who Azriel is going to end up with and that is Gwyn.

[impervicus]

the thrift store was where bowie found all of her best outfits, they weren’t even sure how the thrift store never failed to miss every time. it was just that good without fail. it would seem like the thrift store knew exactly what she was going for when it came to her outfits for a show. plus, having a second set of eyes on it definitely wouldn’t hurt either. what if they managed to miss something really cool but the other person could help? “oh no worries! we’re still a bit underground but we have a few dedicated fans who go to every show. you can see us at the record shop most weekends, we’re like.... sort of a 90′s vibe meets like.. mitski.” though, that description changes every day, as does their sound. it also didn’t help that they covered a wide variety of artists too. “does that help at all?” 

Micah loved when new people came into the store, especially when they seemed excited to be there rather than annoyed. The thrift store was oddly a place for people to go when they wanted to stew in their emotions for some reason. It felt like he had seen it all at this point. "I sure can try!" He grinned. "You'll have to tell me what your band is like, my apologies, I've never heard of them, and I'd love to." Helping people find outfits and design fun things to wear was one of the better parts of the job. Even if Micah wasn't technically getting paid to do that. "What are the vibes?"

[darkforestfae-tea]

How to talk to the Wind~ Air Elemental

This turned into an extremely long post. I debated on splitting it into 2 parts, but I’d rather keep it together. This took me about 2 weeks to write out! Thank you so much for reading!

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1. If the wind Falls silent, she is listening to you. Speak.

When the wind falls silent, an almost ethereal stillness takes over, creating a moment ripe for introspection and connection. It's as if nature itself has paused, holding its breath to listen. In such moments, one might feel compelled to speak, to share thoughts or emotions that have been swirling within. This silence, often rare and fleeting, can feel like an invitation to open up, to let the words flow freely and honestly. It's a reminder that communication isn't just about being heard by others but also about the cathartic act of expressing oneself.

The wind, in many cultures and literary works, symbolizes change, movement, and the passage of time. When it ceases, it can signify a moment of clarity or a break from the chaos. This stillness can be seen as a sacred space where one can connect with deeper truths or even with the universe itself. It’s an opportunity to speak without fear of judgment, knowing that the silence is there to absorb and understand rather than to critique or dismiss. In this quietude, your words can carry more weight, echoing in the stillness and perhaps resonating more deeply within yourself and the world around you.

So, when the wind falls silent and you feel that she is listening, speak with authenticity and courage. Share your innermost thoughts, dreams, and fears. Embrace the silence as a chance to communicate not just outwardly but also inwardly. Let your words be a bridge between your inner world and the still, listening universe. This is a rare and precious moment, a chance to be truly heard, even if it is just by the silence itself.

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2. Always Whisper

When speaking to an air elemental, always whisper. This subtle yet crucial guideline underscores the ethereal nature of these magical beings. Air elementals are creatures that embody the essence of wind and air, often depicted in folklore and fantasy as graceful, invisible entities or whirling vortices. Their very existence is intertwined with the gentlest breezes and the softest whispers of nature. As such, they are attuned to the delicate sounds that most mortals overlook. Speaking in a whisper not only shows respect for their domain but also allows for clearer and more harmonious communication.

Whispering to an air elemental can create a profound connection, aligning one's voice with the subtle currents of air that they inhabit. Loud or harsh sounds may disturb or even anger these beings, as they are accustomed to the serene and tranquil aspects of their element. By whispering, one communicates on a frequency that resonates with their airy essence, fostering a sense of trust and mutual understanding. This approach can be especially important for those seeking the favor or guidance of an air elemental, as it signals a willingness to meet them on their terms.

Moreover, the act of whispering can be a meditative practice for the speaker, encouraging mindfulness and a deeper awareness of the environment. It requires one to slow down and consider the impact of their words, fostering a more intentional and respectful interaction. In this way, speaking to an air elemental in whispers not only honors their nature but also enriches the speaker's own experience, creating a serene exchange that mirrors the gentle and flowing characteristics of air itself.

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3. In case there is a wind swirl carrying autumn leaves, step back. Let her dance.

In case there is a wind swirl carrying autumn leaves, step back. Let her dance. Imagine standing on a crisp autumn afternoon, with the sun casting a golden hue over the landscape. Suddenly, a playful gust of wind sweeps through, lifting the fallen leaves into a mesmerizing dance. The leaves whirl and twirl, creating a spectacle of nature's artistry. This is a moment to pause and appreciate the beauty that often goes unnoticed in our busy lives.

Every leaf in that swirl has a story. They have transformed from vibrant greens of spring and summer to the rich reds, oranges, and yellows of fall. As they float and spin, they remind us of the cyclical nature of life and the beauty in every stage of existence. The wind's choreography is spontaneous yet perfect, showing how nature can create art without any intention or effort. It’s a gentle reminder to find joy and wonder in the simplest of moments.

So, the next time you encounter a wind swirl carrying autumn leaves, step back and let her dance. Embrace the opportunity to reconnect with nature's serene and fleeting beauty. Allow yourself to be captivated by the elegant dance of the leaves, and let it inspire a sense of peace and gratitude in your heart. It’s these small, magical moments that enrich our lives and remind us of the profound beauty that surrounds us every day.

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4. Don’t go outside if the wind is howling. There are spirits passing through.

The notion that howling winds are a sign of spirits passing through has long been a staple in folklore and ghost stories. It's a belief that has been handed down through generations, often to instill a sense of caution and respect for the unseen world. When the wind howls, it can create a symphony of eerie sounds, from whispers to wails, which easily stir the imagination. These sounds can be interpreted as the voices of spirits, adding a supernatural element to the natural phenomenon.

In many cultures, the wind is considered a conduit for spirits and otherworldly beings. For instance, in ancient Greek mythology, the Anemoi were wind gods, each representing a cardinal direction and possessing distinct personalities and powers. Similarly, in Native American traditions, the wind is often seen as a messenger, carrying the voices of ancestors and spiritual beings. These cultural narratives contribute to the belief that howling winds are more than just a meteorological event—they are a moment when the veil between the physical world and the spiritual realm becomes thin.

While science explains howling winds as the result of atmospheric pressure differences and natural air currents, the enchantment of these stories persists. Whether taken literally or metaphorically, the advice to stay indoors when the wind is howling serves as a reminder of the mysteries that still captivate the human mind. It’s a poetic way to acknowledge that there are forces in the world that remain beyond our understanding and that sometimes, it's best to respect the unknown.

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5. She already knows everything about you. Never lie.

The wind elemental possesses an uncanny ability to perceive truths hidden from mortal eyes. This ancient entity, often depicted as an invisible force that flows seamlessly through the world, has a profound connection with the very essence of nature. As such, it can sense the innermost thoughts and feelings of those it encounters. To lie to the wind elemental is not only futile but also unwise, as it already knows the truths that lie beneath the surface.

When one interacts with the wind elemental, honesty and transparency are paramount. This being of air and spirit can effortlessly read the subtle nuances of human intention and emotion, much like how it reads the shifting patterns of the weather. Attempting to deceive the wind elemental would be akin to trying to hide a secret from the sky itself. It is said that those who are forthright and open with the wind elemental often find themselves rewarded with its favor, whether that be through a gentle breeze guiding them on their path or a timely gust that aids them in a moment of need.

In legends and stories passed down through generations, the wind elemental serves as a reminder of the power of truth and integrity. Its omniscience teaches that living a life of honesty and openness can lead to harmony with the world around us. Whether seeking guidance or simply coexisting with the natural forces, respecting the knowledge and wisdom of the wind elemental can lead to a more enlightened and fulfilling journey. So, when faced with the presence of this all-knowing being, remember to speak truthfully, for the wind elemental already knows everything about you.

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6. You may play the flute. (Or another wind instrument)

Playing the flute for an air spirit is a poetic and enchanting concept that bridges the realms of music and mythology. Imagine standing on a misty hilltop at dawn, the first light of day casting a golden hue over the landscape. The air is crisp and filled with the soft rustlings of the wind through the leaves. In this serene setting, you raise your flute to your lips, poised to create a melody that will resonate with the very essence of the air spirit.

The notes of the flute, light and ethereal, seem to blend seamlessly with the natural sounds around you. As you play, you can almost feel the presence of the air spirit, a delicate and invisible entity that moves with the breeze. The music you create serves as a bridge, connecting the tangible world with the intangible, inviting the air spirit to dance and play. Each melody you produce is a tribute to the freedom and fluidity of the air, embodying a sense of grace and movement that mirrors the spirit’s own nature.

This act of playing the flute for an air spirit is more than just a whimsical idea; it's a celebration of the profound connection between humans and the natural world. It speaks to our innate desire to communicate with and honor the unseen forces that influence our lives. Through the music of the flute, you are not only entertaining an air spirit but also paying homage to the beauty and mystery of the natural world, reminding us all of the magic that exists just beyond the veil of the everyday.

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7. Listen to the Storms. Don’t talk.

The symphony of the storm is a language unto itself, a dialogue of the elements that speaks in a cadence both ancient and powerful. When the wind howls and the rain pelts against the earth, it is as though the very essence of nature is communicating in a voice that transcends human speech. To understand this voice, one must listen with more than just their ears; they must open their soul to the raw, untamed energy of the wind elemental. This force of nature, unseen but deeply felt, carries messages of change, transformation, and the relentless passage of time.

To truly connect with the wind elemental, silence is key. In silence, you can feel the whispers of the wind as it dances through the branches, swirls around rocks, and sweeps across open plains. This connection is not just about hearing, but about feeling the energy and intention behind the movement of air. It’s about recognizing that the wind is more than a mere force; it is a messenger, a guide, and a companion. By listening, we honor its presence and allow its ancient wisdom to permeate our being, grounding us in the present while connecting us to the timeless dance of the natural world.

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8. She gives life to your words. Make them meaningful. Especially when you talk to her.

The wind spirit, ethereal and ever-present, dances through the trees and whispers to the leaves, carrying stories and secrets from distant lands. When you speak to her, let your words be imbued with the same grace and fluidity she embodies. Speak not just with your voice, but with your heart and soul, allowing each word to flow like a gentle breeze caressing the earth. Your words should be as vibrant and life-giving as the wind itself, breathing existence into the thoughts and emotions you wish to convey.

Imagine your words as seeds, carried on the currents of her breath, finding fertile ground in the minds and hearts of those who listen. Nurture these seeds with sincerity and intention, allowing them to grow into something beautiful and meaningful. Acknowledge the power she holds, the invisible threads she weaves through our lives, connecting us in ways we may never fully comprehend. By doing so, you honor her essence and the life she breathes into every syllable.

When you converse with the wind spirit, let your dialogue be a symphony of respect and wonder, a harmonious exchange that elevates both speaker and listener. Embrace the silence between words, for it is in those quiet moments that her true wisdom often lies. Let your words be a reflection of the natural world she so effortlessly navigates, filled with the same awe and reverence that she inspires. In this way, your words will not only carry meaning but will resonate deeply, leaving an indelible mark on the tapestry of existence.

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9. If she whispers in your ear, listen closely. It means she trusts you enough to share secrets.

When a wind spirit whispers in your ear, it is an invitation to connect with the unseen world around you. This ethereal being, often depicted as a gentle, invisible force, chooses to share its secrets with only the most attuned and trustworthy individuals. Listening closely to these whispers can be a profound experience, offering insights that transcend ordinary understanding. It is a rare and precious gift that signifies a deep bond with the natural elements and an openness to the mysteries they hold.

The secrets shared by a wind spirit can encompass a wide range of wisdom, from ancient folklore and forgotten histories to personal guidance and intuitive knowledge. These whispers might carry messages about the environment, urging you to respect and protect the earth, or they might offer personal revelations that help you navigate your own life's journey. The key is to remain open and receptive, allowing the wind spirit's voice to resonate within you without skepticism or doubt.

Embracing the whispers of a wind spirit requires a mindful and meditative approach. Find a quiet space where you can attune yourself to the subtle nuances of the wind. As you listen, let your mind and heart remain still, creating a sanctuary for the spirit's voice to be heard. In doing so, you not only honor the trust bestowed upon you but also deepen your connection to the natural world and the timeless wisdom it offers. This sacred exchange can enrich your life, guiding you with the gentle yet profound truths carried on the wind.

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10. Word travels far and fast. Don’t say anything to awake the spirits.

In many cultures around the world, the concept of words carrying immense power is a common thread. Words can travel far and fast, transcending time and space, influencing those who hear them. This is particularly true in folklore and myth, where speaking certain words can invoke spirits or other supernatural entities. The cautionary advice to "not say anything to awake the spirits" underscores the belief that words have the power to affect the unseen world, where spirits reside.

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11. She has a strong temperament and gets angry easily. Make sure you’re always nice to her. You don’t want to be on her bad side.

The wind spirit, sometimes known as Zephyra, possesses a strong and unpredictable temperament that can change as swiftly as the breeze. While she can be gentle and soothing, her anger is a force to be reckoned with. Legends say that Zephyra's fury can stir up powerful storms, uproot ancient trees, and send ships veering off course. Thus, it is wise to always approach her with respect and kindness.

To stay in Zephyra's good graces, one must be mindful of their words and actions. She values honesty and sincerity above all else, and she can sense deceit like a sudden shift in the wind. Offering small tokens of appreciation, such as delicate feathers or fragrant flowers, can also help in winning her favor. These gestures show that you honor her presence and the natural world she governs.

Remember, Zephyra's moods are as changeable as the skies. Her anger may be intense, but her forgiveness is equally profound. If you find yourself having inadvertently upset her, a heartfelt apology and a promise to be more considerate in the future can go a long way. By cultivating a relationship of mutual respect and understanding, you can enjoy the blessings of Zephyra's gentle breezes and avoid the wrath of her tempestuous gales.

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12. If she’s talking to thunder, leave them alone. They don’t want you to hear.

Imagine the mystical conversation between wind and thunder, two forces of nature that hold immense power and mystery. The wind, with its gentle whispers and fierce gales, embodies the freedom and fluidity of movement. It travels across the world, touching every corner, carrying with it the secrets of faraway lands. Thunder, on the other hand, is the voice of the storm, a booming presence that commands attention and respect. It heralds the arrival of rain and lightning, bringing a sense of awe and sometimes fear. Together, they form a dynamic duo that shapes our natural world in profound ways.

So, if you ever feel the wind rustle through the trees or hear the distant rumble of thunder, take a moment to appreciate the secret conversation happening just beyond our grasp.

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13. A sudden draft can be seen as a bad omen.

The symbolic interpretation of drafts as bad omens can also be linked to the more tangible effects they have on our environment. A sudden draft can extinguish a candle, cause a door to slam shut unexpectedly, or create eerie, unsettling noises. These occurrences can easily evoke a sense of mystery and fear, especially in dimly lit or isolated settings. Consequently, such events have become fertile ground for ghost stories and superstitions, reinforcing the idea that a draft is an indicator of something ominous or otherworldly.

Despite these traditional beliefs, it's important to view sudden drafts through a rational lens as well. Modern science offers explanations for such phenomena, attributing them to changes in air pressure, temperature differences, and architectural features of buildings. While the eerie sensation of a sudden draft can still cause a shiver down the spine, understanding its natural causes can demystify the experience. Ultimately, whether one sees a draft as a bad omen or a simple quirk of the environment often depends on the interplay between cultural beliefs and scientific knowledge.

14. Never, ever, complain about her. She will remember.

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--Content taken from a list of "how to talk to the wind" The original list was bullet pointed and kept in this post as the numbers. (i.e. 1. If the wind falls silent, she is listening to you,. Speak.") I added in the paragraphs following each bullet point to go further into detail for new practitioners or anyone interested in working with the air element.

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hello nyúl, am here to request a foreigner (spanish) reader who is in Korea for Uni and starts dating school president dahyun but a year into a relationship reader starts missing home and dahyun ends up calling readers parents to help her make all of readers hometown food or foods from there childhood and when reader gets home they are surprised by this gestured by ends up loving it of course, then you can make it even fluffier by dahyun giving YN 2 tickets back to Spain for the summer holiday as a surprise present

Hey! How are you doing? <3

You always send me good ideas and request for fics, thank you very much 🥺🩷 I know I still have some of your requests pending, and I'm slowly working on it! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

There is no place like home

School president! Dahyun x Spanish exchange student! reader 

tags: College AU! fluff.

notes: fem pronouns used!

For someone born and raised in Mojácar, a small city in the province of Almería, embarking on the exciting experience of studying in Korea, particularly in the vibrant and enormous Seoul, was practically a dream.

So shortly after your arrival, the immensity of said culture immersed you in an absolutely unknown world, where the main difficulty had been from the beginning the language barrier (because let's be honest, at the beginning you couldn't pronounce annyeonghaseyo correctly not even to save your life), although soon, between classes and new faces, you caught the attention of Dahyun, the class president.

And well, how could you not catch her attention? You always seemed like a lost puppy hanging around the hallways, speaking a language practically unknown to her, and for god's sake, it surprisingly made you look adorable doing it.

But again, and just as from the beginning, the language barrier presented itself as a challenge, so the interactions between you and her were mostly simple greetings and smiles. Because you couldn't speak Korean to save your life, nor could she speak Spanish. However, as the days went by, the spark overcame problems as earthly as a linguistic obstacle, through patience and friendly gestures, dissolving the difficulty of her first encounters.

Because beyond that, you and Dahyun had learned to communicate through gestures, shared laughter, and genuine expressions. The connection grew day by day, turning their friendship into something deeper and more meaningful. And of course, over time you learned one or another Korean expression or sentence, purely through the process of adapting to the environment, but it was no longer crucial. You told each other everything, without saying a word.

And as your friendship intensified, excitedly sharing your Spanish roots with Dahyun, as well as the tenderness of discovering Korean traditions together, the sum of each and every one of those experiences strengthened their connection.

Which wreaked new havoc on you.

So after some time, you felt trapped in a whirlwind of emotions. The attraction grew, and every moment with Dahyun was a rollercoaster of sensations: you felt fascinated by Dahyun's vibrant energy, her infectious joy, and the way she lit up any place with her presence; You felt anticipation for her text messages, or you got giggles and butterflies in your stomach when you looked at each other.

All of that was, according to you, the worst and at the same time the best that could happen to you. You loved being by her side, but you also feared the always possible probability of a one-sided love.

Except it wasn't a one-sided love.

Although you didn't know it yet.

Because the turning point came on a starry night, during one of the now routine night walks through Seoul, when Dahyun, with a special shine in her eyes and her heart beating strongly against her ribs, confessed her feelings for you. It was a moment full of nervousness, because the words were different, they were another language, but the sparkle in your eyes revealed those same passionate feelings and finally, love resonated clearly.

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But after a year of shared laughter, walks around the city, and mutual support, you began to experience a quiet melancholy. You were nostalgic for your home in Spain, longing for the familiar streets of Mojácar, as well as the aromas of your mamá 's cooking and the comforting meals she prepared in your childhood, remembering how she used to say that 'the cuisine of Mojácar is the best exponent of the gastronomic tradition of the Costa de Almería'.

And for Dahyun, who never took her eyes off you (because deep in her heart, she still associated you with the image of the adorable lost puppy wandering the college hallways, which was what she saw when she met you for the first time), she clearly observed the melancholy in your eyes and didn't need to ask anything about it. Sje just knew it.

And with ingenuity and determination, Dahyun decided to take action. So while she was slowly laying out a plan that she hoped would cheer you up, one day while you two were sharing a quiet walk around campus, Dahyun took your phone with a mischievous smile.

“Would you mind if I took your emergency number? You never know when we might need it,” Dahyun said, playfully.

Without even thinking and with a giggle, you gave her the phone number she had asked for. Anyway, you thought it was always good to have someone other than yourself have your emergency contact, just as a precaution. You never know, right?

And of course, what you didn't know on that occasion was that Dahyun was planning something special. That night after Uni, Dahyun discreetly left to make an international call.

"Hola, es esta la casa de reader? Uhm, soy Dahyun y, uh, su hija y yo hemos estado saliendo por un año y poco más. Llamé porque me gustaría conversar una situación con ustedes" Dahyun explained respectfully, using the Spanish she had learned.

So, after a pleasant conversation (and less difficult than Dahyun expected, given her little knowledge of Spanish), she shared her idea with your parents. Together, they created a plan to transform your dorm room into a piece of Spain. Your parents' help was very useful for Dahyun, being able to recover numerous family recipes, details about your home, and anecdotes that only your true friends could know.

So with information in hand, Dahyun gave free rein to her efforts for the surprise. Since you and Dahyun did not coincide in all classes, since academically you had different interests, consequently you two had different class dismissal times. And that day, after the end of her classes, Dahyun had run to your dorm room while you would still be engrossed in your studies for about two more hours.

You had a kitchen in your small dorm room, but you didn't usually use it, since you had little or practically no time to cook something decent, and therefore, you tended to eat with Dahyun outside or heat up microwave dinners; so at that moment, Dahyun had your entire kitchen to herself and she was ready to get to work.

The first task that Dahyun set himself was to prepare Ajo Colorao, a typical dish in almost the entire province of Almería, including Mojácar, your hometown, and which you had stated more than once that you loved to eat. So in the kitchen, and with the ingredients scattered all over the counter, Dahyun immersed herself in the process. First she prepared Ajo Colorao, a dish that, according to your parents had explained to her during the phone call, is made up of a puree that has the consistency of a salmorejo and where cooked potatoes are combined with desalted cod, chorizo pepper, garlic, tomato and cumin, and that you particularly liked to accompany with bollo de panizo, a typical bread from Almería.

Then, the second masterpiece on her gastronomic list was Patatas in ajopollo, a dish that reminded you of Sunday lunches, characterized by family reunion and togetherness, as well as shared laughter. Dahyun remembered that your parents had told her that the trick for this recipe was to first brown the bread, almonds and garlic in a frying pan with oil at low temperature until it turned golden brown, and then mash everything in a mortar until it was obtained a a soft, but thick mixture. Soon she understood that this pasty mixture was 'ajopollo', and that it accompanied the potatoes.

The aroma that filled the kitchen while Dahyun prepared your favorite dishes evoked the homely memories of your childhood in Mojácar and while now she was cooking the papaviejos —a typical dessert from Almería, preferred by the little ones, and whose ingredients simply consisted of potatoes, milk , flour and sugar—, she reflected on the connection she had built with you since you two had been dating, more than a year ago. Dahyun had the feeling that with each ingredient that fell into the pan it not only seemed to carry with it the very essence of your hometown, but also your happiness. She had noticed how homesick you had been lately, and this surprise was intended to do just that.

Make you happy. 

Because if Dahyun loved something about you dearly, it was your smile.

With that in mind, Dahyun checked the clock, taking note that it was almost time for you to return to your room after classes. And it was just in time, because a few minutes later, she heard the slight struggle while you inserted the key, and then a 'click' when removing the lock. You paused for a moment, noticing a familiar scent hanging in the air.

And then, as you opened the door, the sight of the unfolding in front of you, left you speechless. Dahyun had transformed your modest room into a corner of Mojácar in the heart of Korea.

Dahyun, with a nervous and anticipatory smile, was waiting for you standing next to the table. Her eyes shone with a mixture of excitement and anxiety, while she held an apron that revealed her as the author of this surprise feast.

"Welcome home!" Dahyun exclaimed happily when you entered. Your eyes met and the knowing glow between them conveyed the affection and dedication she had invested in this surprise.

Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the incredible surprise Dahyun had prepared for you. In turn, your face lit up with a mixture of surprise and excitement, and your eyes shone as you recognized every detail that evoked your distant home.

"Dahyun, how...?" You murmured, not finding the right words to express your gratitude.

The table was decorated with details reminiscent of Mojácar, from small flags to photos of local landscapes. Dahyun had learned a lot about your culture and wanted you to feel a piece of home in that moment.

"Do you like it?" Dahyun asked, her eyes shining with hope while pointing to the plates.

You nodded, unable to contain your excitement. You approached the table and looked at each dish in awe, and Dahyun, with her apron on, began to describe each dish excitedly, revealing how she had contacted your parents for authentic recipes and cooking tips.

The table was full of delicacies, from succulent Patatas en ajopollo to the Ajo Colorao that you remembered with nostalgia. There were even papaviejos, your favorite childhood dessert, perfectly golden and sprinkled with sugar.

And as you ate each dish, you felt your eyes filled with tears of gratitude. Every bite reminded you of home, your mother's kitchen, and the family meals you had missed so much. Dahyun, carefully observing your every reaction, was satisfied to see that her surprise was achieving the desired effect.

But just when Dahyun couldn't feel happier and prouder of her small achievement, and after finishing dinner, you got up to hug her tightly.

“I can’t believe you did all this for me,” you said, your voice filled with emotion. "You're amazing, Dahyun."

Dahyun reciprocated the hug, feeling your heartbeat. “Your happiness is mine,” Dahyun whispered. "And even though we are far from Mojácar, I want you to feel like you have a home here with me."

But the surprise didn't end there! There was more!

Because while Dahyun shared with you a handful of churros, which she had personally gone to buy at a Spanish place in the area, she handed you an envelope containing tickets back to Spain for the summer vacation.

"I want you to have the opportunity to hug your family and enjoy meals from home in person," Dahyun expressed, her eyes shining. She then came up to kiss you gently on the forehead, on the nose, on the cheeks. She practically drew a map of kisses on your face, and you let her do it.

And so, between traditional dishes and affectionate gestures, another chapter of your story with Dahyun was woven, a story that transcended borders and demonstrated that home is not always in a physical place, but in the shared heart.

Dahyun was your home.

And that being the case, there is no place like home.

[impervicus]

closed starter ft. ripley bennett / @fadedstarsfms​

sprawled out on the couch, bowie was awaiting ripley’s arrival back home. they still hadn’t decided on what they were going to do for dinner and they were hungry, especially since bowie had forgotten to pack a lunch today for work. thankfully she did manage to get something out of their vending machine, but it wasn’t anything of actual nutritional value. they were also more than likely going to have to order something for delivery because the state of their fridge was... pretty bare. bowie had been so wrapped up other things that she had forgotten to do some grocery shopping. 

her head turned when she heard the front door open, her smile wide as ripley entered. “welcome home!” she announced, closing the book she had been sort of reading through and sitting up on the couch. “we either need to go grocery shopping or we order something in for dinner tonight.” 

[impervicus]

people would constantly tell her she was too forgiving and maybe she was but everyone deserved another chance. it didn’t matter how many second chances they were on, bowie always thought that you can never know what someone is going through. and this time with maia felt different, it felt like they could be getting somewhere. they were so easily able to go back to the way they were before maia had stopped returning her phone calls. though, it didn’t mean she stopped reaching out. she would still try to text her, just simple messages about hoping her day went well. until about a month ago when she realized it might have freaked maia out. 

“i think i’d have to get some practice in first before any of that. those girls know what they’re doing over there. i just sprawl out on the stage when i’m really into a song i’m performing, i don’t know if that’s as good.” she laughed a bit, reaching in to place a quick peck to her lips. “i’m glad you came over tonight.” 

Maia could already feel her worries from her horrible day slip away, it was like a super power that Bowie seemed to have - especially over Maia. At first she was worried about how Bowie was going to react to her coming back, either wanting to know where she had been or even starting to ask personal questions about Maia again. But these moments? The moments where it was just the two of them not worrying about anything else? This was why Maia kept coming back.

"Oh I would definitely love to see you as a dancer. I'd probably be a bit too distracted from my own job if that was the case." Maia flirted but knew full well that it was the truth. She laughed as she was tugged down next to Bowie and cuddled right into them. "Well in that case I'm just really lucky tonight aren't I?"

[galene-gothic]

Hi dear ♡ how are you?

My question is: How will my future spouse make me feel and vice versa? Please.

Thank you so much for your time and energy in responding, I really appreciate it.

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ How will your future spouse make you feel ?

Your future spouse will infuse your life with a sense of excitement and passion, constantly challenging you in the best ways. You will have your fair share of conflicts and ego battles though, your interactions will be stimulating and thought-provoking, encouraging you to explore new ideas and perspectives which you may not be open to at times. This lively exchange will bring about personal growth, helping you to become more confident and self-assured. Your relationship will be marked by a shared enthusiasm for life, adventure and mutual respect for each other's opinions and aspirations but a lot of leg pulling, teasing and getting playfully mad at each other. I’m picking up on a lot of playful banter. There’s this mutual support that’s going to be your strength as a couple. Your future spouse will be a steadfast source of comfort and companionship, especially during challenging times. They will teach you the true meaning of loyalty and partnership, standing by your side through thick and thin. They will understand why you may not want to be all touchy with them when you’re mourning the passing of a loved one. This unwavering support will foster a deep sense of security and belonging, making you feel cherished and valued. The struggles you will face together will only serve to strengthen your bond, revealing the resilience and commitment at the heart of your relationship. This shared journey will transform adversity into a testament to your enduring love. They will encourage you to let go of any emotional baggage, helping you to embrace vulnerability and trust. This release will bring a profound sense of freedom and emotional clarity. Your relationship will be built on a foundation of openness and mutual understanding, where both partners feel free to express their true selves without fear of judgment. You will experience the joy of giving and receiving love unconditionally, creating a harmonious and balanced partnership. They will also bring forth a sense of purpose and vitality into your life, encouraging you to step out of your comfort zone and embrace new experiences. Their presence will be a catalyst for positive change, inspiring you to pursue your dreams with renewed vigor and enthusiasm. You will feel a sense of rejuvenation and excitement about the future, knowing that you have a partner who believes in you and supports your aspirations. Your home will never be short of opinions, with every conversation turning into a playful competition to see who can present the wittiest argument. Whether it's about the best way to organize the pantry or whose turn it is to choose the movie for date night, your verbal sparring will keep things interesting. Overtime, despite the banter and ego battles here and there, you will learn to laugh at your differences, realising that your contrasting viewpoints only add spice to your relationship. Your lively exchanges will become a trademark of your unique bond, turning potential conflict into a source of amusement and mutual growth. Plus you’re going to find them so sexy when they’re angry. Also, when they get you angry, you’ll feel turned on by them. The sexual tension is crazy. Also, you and your spouse will have a way of dealing with life and its challenges with humour. The both of you bundled up in blankets during a sudden power outage, making shadow puppets on the wall and joking about your survival skills. If or when the budget gets tight, you’ll become masters of creativity, turning a simple pasta night into a gourmet experience with a sprinkle of imagination and a dash of laughter. Your ability to find joy in the little things will make even the toughest times feel like an adventure, teaching you that your greatest wealth lies in your love and companionship. Letting go of control might be a recurring theme because both of you seem to be fairly egoistic at least with each other. This is odd to others but for passionate ones like you, your spouse and me, we love having playful fights with our loved ones just because it is fun and leads to makeup sex.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ How will you make your future spouse feel ?

You’re going to be hard to pin down. Your approach to your relationship will be refreshingly laid-back. Instead of rigid routines and relentless perfectionism, you will introduce a sense of ease and spontaneity. Your future spouse will appreciate this balance, finding that you help them relax and enjoy the present moment without the pressure of constant improvement. They'll learn to value the beauty of imperfection, realizing that not everything needs to be meticulously planned or executed to be meaningful and enjoyable. Your ability to embrace life's little quirks and imperfections will bring a sense of lightness and joy to their relationship. You will create an unconventional and dynamic household where the focus is on creating meaningful connections rather than adhering to societal norms. As in, if your kid wants to pursue something that’s not traditionally the highest status profession, you’re still going to want to support them as long as they aren’t doing things that completely violate certain values. Your future spouse will feel liberated from the pressures of conventional success, finding joy in the unique and sometimes chaotic nature of your family life. Together, you will build a home filled with laughter, creativity and a sense of adventure, valuing experiences and memories over material wealth. This approach will foster a deep sense of fulfillment and happiness, making your family life anything but ordinary. You’re going to make them realise further that paperwork isn’t everything but it is definitely something that holds weight. You will be like “paperwork is useless if it’s signed with the wrong person because they’ll betray you anyway.” Your relationship is going to be beautifully grounded in the here and now. You’re going to be hard to pin down like I said earlier, your spontaneity will ensure that your life together is filled with unexpected joys and surprises. Your future spouse will learn to appreciate the beauty of living in the moment, finding excitement in the unpredictability of your journey. You will fight a lot and it’s going to be incredibly sexy, making them feel hot but you’ll also have a knack for diffusing tension and fostering a cooperative and supportive environment. They will feel understood and valued, knowing that you are always ready to listen and find common ground. Your home will be a sanctuary where disagreements are resolved with empathy and humor. Your ability to turn tension and conflicts into moments of connection will create a nurturing and loving atmosphere. You’re going to have heated and playful debates that end in laughter and compromises that strengthen your bond, making your relationship resilient and filled with mutual respect. Also, ahem ahem, makeup sex. You will add an unconventional and refreshing perspective to nurturing and care. Instead of adhering to traditional roles and expectations, you will foster a relationship based on equality and mutual support. Your future spouse will feel liberated and valued, knowing that you are independent and value personal growth, and don’t hold them to unhealthy and toxic masculinity expectations. This approach will lead to a balanced partnership where both of you can thrive. It will also be filled with spontaneous acts of love and care that keep your bond strong and dynamic. For instance, you might not always follow the typical routines of pampering and care but you’ll surprise them with unexpected gestures of affection, buying them flowers and gifts instead of being like “that’s a man’s job, why should I?” You will on a whim plan a spontaneous picnic in the living room or cook an impromptu dinner with whatever you have in the pantry, turning everyday moments into memorable experiences. Your creativity and ability to make the most out of any situation will make your spouse feel cherished and constantly delighted by your unique ways of showing love.

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[impervicus]

“i’ve been wanting to try my hand at watercolor pieces, i absolutely love that style and think if it’s done right it’ll look so good.” plus, she hadn’t seen it requested as much recently. but bowie always liked the more unique tattoo ideas. not to say she wouldn’t do normal tattoo designs she loved them too. but there was something special about the unique ones. “i gotta start coming there after our sets finish up, we always complain about being hungry and forget the diner is literally open 24/7.” 

"oh yeah? what are you thinking about?" zane asks, curious. he always loved hearing about people's passions. plus if he were ever to commit to another tattoo, he'd want to be sure about the design. "i don't mind working nights. it's usually pretty decent in the kitchen unless it's a rush, and we don't usually get much of those when it's 2 am."

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closed starter ft. hunter monroe / @twxlxght​

“brainstorming time!” bowie announced as she looked over at hunter with a wide smile. their set was missing somehting and bowie couldn’t quite put her finger on it. they had a pretty good range of songs they could sing, both originals and covers. but they needed one more cover to sing and she was struggling to choose between them. mostly because she thought all of their songs were very good and choosing one of them was like choosing her favorite child. she was sure she could never choose a favorite child either if it were to come down to it. 

she had a handful of titles written down, her head tilting to the side as she looked at the ones in question. “i’m partial to the pixes or nirvana, but then we go into the fear of always doing pixes or nirvana.” but they were good artists, so what was so wrong with that? “we could do a surprise and cover fleetwood mac, or maybe even abba. you know i love the element of surprise sometimes.” 

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bowie graves tag dump !

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"i think that would end up in a trip to the hospital that neither of us want to deal with. but the thought is still very much appreciated. the second someone tries to act up, you'll be the first to know though okay?" though, she doubted she'd ever tell him if that situation were to actually arise. well, bowie had experienced a few minor things like that before but let it brush off their shoulder with ease. she was sure that they were just having a bad day when it happened, people are entitled to have those. she'd never want to discourage someone from feeling their own feelings. she looked puzzled for a moment at his comment, eyebrows furrowing together for a brief moment. "what do you mean by that? because i think maia might actually open up to me this time. i think the two of us are making progress. she shut down last time i tried to talk about her family, but maybe i just have to be more open to her for her to share what she's feeling. like we do!"

“yeah I know. and to be honest, I probably wouldn’t be that great in the ass-kicking department, but for you i would absolutely try.” he could hold his own if he had too, or so he liked to think. but ace had never been a fighter. as they continued to speak, his laughter slowly began to fade. he tried his best to keep his expression positive. however he couldn’t help but to feel like a protective brother of sorts. “uh, yeah… that’s great. I just want you to keep your wits about you, okay? just because someone has a lot going on doesn’t mean you have to let everything they do slide.” he’d come to know bowie as an amazing person, someone who reminded him a lot of the person he used to be. someone willing to go above and beyond for others. but he knew the hurt that could lead to. he knew how some people, maybe without even realizing, could take advantage of that nature.