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Where are You? Part.3
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Summary: Youâve been with Daryl since you were teenagers having a lovely little girl and another on the way but then the apocalypse happens and youâre left by yourself with your daughter and unborn child, will you ever find you husband again? Mean while Daryl is with a group that has no idea about his family
Pairing: Daryl Dixon x f!reader
Warnings: Usual twd violence, pregnancy
Part.2
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Itâs been a week since the group settled in, setting up tents and helping secure the farm, Daryl moved us out to the tree line away from the others, saying heâd feel safer there
It was the middle of the day and the sun was beating down, Harlow was up in the house with Beth playing around while I sat at mine and Darylâs camp spot just trying to relax as Iâve been having these spurts of headaches ever since more things were happening itâs just become so hectic
âYa alright?â Daryl asks as he comes and hands me a bottle of water
I shake my head as I cover my eyes with my hand trying to alleviate the pain, I took a sip of the water and tried to just breath
âMaybe yer sick Angel, remember when ya were pregnant with Harlow you got overwhelmed and the slightest thing turned ya into a ball of pain or sicknessâ he says as he rubs my belly
âI forgot, itâs just been a lot lately D, with you out there every day looking for that little girl and worrying every second about Harlow and if something will happen again I justâŚâŚI canât lose you again, I wonât make it my loveâ he squints at me with that look that told me Iâm in trouble
âYa donât talk like that, yer gonna be fine Iâm gonna make sure yer fine, now ya go up with Maggie and try ta relax, imma head out nowâ he says gently kissing me
âPlease be carefulâ I sigh as he helps me stand up
âAlways am, Iâll be back before the sunsetsâ
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Throughout the day the headache eased while Harlow and I went around helping with chores, sheâs like my own little ball of sunshine, but when we were out collecting eggs the guy named Shane from the group came in blocking us from leaving
âNow Iâve gotta ask you somethingâ
âOkay?â I take Harlows hand as she hid behind my legs
âWhatâs a fine piece of ass like you doing with that red neck Dixonâ I was gobsmacked at such a forward harsh thing to say to the said ârednecksâ wife
âExcuse me! Donât say that infront of my daughter, and mind you heâs more of a man than youâll ever beâ I scoff as I push past him but he grabs my arm squeezing it tight making me wince
âLet goâ
âIâm gonna win you over sweetheart, show you what youâve been missingâ his eyes are void and it sends a shiver down my spine, I ripped my arm back and took Harlow away from him as quickly as possible
We got back to the house and dropped off the eggs and sat on the porch, Harlows little eyes looking up at me with a pouty lip
âAre you okay sweetheart?â I ask brushing back her hair
âHe was scary mommy and mean, why would he say that about daddy?â
âHeâs just cranky, we will stay away from him, heâs just jealous, now daddy should be home any minute now why donât you go get Beth and make a drawing for him!â She perks up and runs inside
Iâll have to talk to Daryl about Shane, heâs always good at reading people and heâs been with him since the start, Iâm still getting to know everyone, Rick seemed like a nice man same with Tdog, Carol was quiet but sweet, Andrea was a bit full of herself and judgy, Glenn definitely had eyes for my cousin sheâs been telling me all about it, and Dale was a sweetheart but a bit set in his ways, and Harlow definitely had a little crush on Carl it was cute
The sun was about to set and there was still no sign of Daryl, he was usually back by this time, the door opened and Maggie came out and sat with me
âYou alright? The baby doing okay?â
âOh heâs as snug as a bug, itâs Daryl itâs getting dark now Iâm worried, maybe I should go look for himâ
âOh no no no, if I know Daryl heâll come back and if youâre gone heâll skin meâ I groan
âFine but Iâm going out to the field and waiting at leastâ I walk into the field close to the tree line just praying heâd come out completely fine and that Iâm just an overthinker
Pacing back and forth I try to remember to breath, itâs Daryl he always comes back maybe he just got carried away looking for Sophia, soon rustling is heard from the trees and out comes Daryl and my heart drops, heâs covered in dirt and blood, he was barely standing up right something happened
âOh my god Daryl!â I cry out making my way to him when a gun shot rings through the farm and a pain erupts through the side of my head and Iâm down, blood clouding my vision on my right side
âY/n!â I hear Daryl as he drops to his knees infront of me still looking exhausted but his concern over powered that, I touch the side of my head and hiss
âSomeone shot meâ I groan then hearing people behind us
âItâs alrightâ he reassures me when Glenn and Rick pull him up, Shane taking my arm but I pull back
âDonât touch meâ I scoff and the others notice
âIâve got herâ Glenn intervenes before Shane can say another word taking me by may waist guiding me to the house as it got more hazy
âY/n you alrightâ he asks as we get closer to the house
âYeah justâŚ..just a bit dizzyâ I slur, when we finally make it to the guest room we both lay on the bed as Hershel comes in
âOh dear Iâve got my work cut out for meâ he starts working on stitching my head and Maggie comes to clean up the blood
âWho shot her?â Daryl growls when Hershel starts working on patching him up
âAndrea she thought she was a walkerâ
âA walker? Do I look like a damn walker?â She told a glass of water to my lips then lays me down to rest
âYa know yer as pretty as a peach, imma kill that woman, always been a problemâ heâs interrupted when Harlow runs in frantic jumping on my lap on the bed
âMOMMY! DADDY! What happened you scared meâ her little lip wobbles and it breaks my heart
âJust had a fall darlin but Iâll be okay in no timeâ Daryl smiles through the pain
âPlease donât leave me againâ she cries when a tear falls
âDarlin im here fer the long hallâ he says pinching her cheek
âCome on sweetie letâs let them get some rest carls been wanting to play with you all dayâ Maggie smiles leading her out, Hershel finishes up and then itâs just the two of us
âYou really scared me Darylâ lays on his side looking at me rubbing my belly
âI know Iâm sorry, I ainât going out until Iâm better butâŚâŚwhatâs this?â His fingers graze my upper arm, I look noticing the bruising of where Shane grabbed me
âOh itâs nothing IâŚâ but he cut me off
âSweetheart tell meâ I sigh
âIt was Shane, he cornered me and Harlow earlier saying heâd show me what a real man is I tried to get past him but her grabbed meâ
âI knew heâd be a problem, been runnin round with Lori and when Rick got back itâs like heâs gone crazy, ya stay away from him Iâll make sure he gets that yer mine angelâ
âAll yours Dâ
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Part.4
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Price would buy a house with a large lush back yard. Hed help u plant and take care all ur plant babies. You guys would have a giant fig tree and have picnics below it.đđ
MF would eat yo poosayyy under that giant fig tree because u look TOO good in that sundress. He gonna eat that poosay like a starved cave man and then knock u up. Now everytime he walks pas that fig tree he knows and remembers eating yo poosay in vivid detail and he just looks at u and give u that smile like
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a well known fact; price will do anything for his lady, wife, you name it. it's your fault that he fucks you in that pretty little sundress of yours with an intention of knocking you up:(
you whine about neighbours seeing all of this, how it will affect their opinion about you two. after all, you just moved there!! they didn't even greet you properly and the first impression makes a huuuge difference.
he purrs something about inviting them to a baby shower, completely unfazed. this man? sorry. he'll take fucking you in every place of the damn home because he paid for it and he couldn't care less about neighbours.
do i need to mention that he has a whole list where he should try to breed you in your house?? bonus points if the room is not prepared yet because you eagerly moved into half finished one.
#exilesanswers#cod x reader#captain john price#john price x reader#price x you#john price#captain john price x reader#x reader#john price smut
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sfw alphabet for halsin - ASMR
SFW Alphabet
đA = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Itâs canon that heâs pretty affectionate. Amorous, really. After keeping that part of himself locked away for so long, being the Archdruid and confounded by the curse, it would be like a dam breaking for him. Halsin would realizes how touch starved he really is being with someone and growing almost addicted to being near them. He will, eventually, settle down as he comes into his new roles as guardian of orphan children and broken trees, but itâs a lot of sleepless nights and literal bear hugs at the start.
đS = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Halsin is extremely protective of those he cares for. Maybe itâs the bear, maybe itâs just him, or maybe itâs just all the lose heâs had, but he will fight to the end to protect his loved ones. He would literally fight someone, but he would prefer to use his words and not resort to violence if an opinion. If it is not an option, however, you must face the bear alone.
đM = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Very much a morning person. He likes to greet the day and Oakfatherâs blessings with the sun. Getting an early start helps him get time to meditate, prepare for the day, or just relax if he needs to. Plus heâs always liked beginnings more than endings.
đR = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Halsin has never told you this but, coming out of the portal with Thaniel in his arms, then looking up to see you standing there, fiery and steadfast in defense of his only way home, looking a mixture of concern & relief at him, it was like he saw the light come out from the darkness for the first time.
He is pretty sure he fell in love with you in that moment; only to have it solidified with your efforts to heal Thaniel, and the curse, and the world from the Absolute. That was the moment that changed everything for him, and he cherishes it to this day.
#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers)#baldur's gate#baldurs gate 3#bladur's gate headcanons#baldurs gate headcanons#bg3 headcanons#bg3#bg3 hc#bg3 halsin#halsin silverbough#halsin bg3#halsin x tav#halsin x reader
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A summerhouse au!, where both art and readers family's rent or own the same house (or diff- cause honestly they can) and get together every year just for them to bond over (that's the only time they physically see each other)
Imagine unlimited piggybacks wherever and whenever you want- even to the shortest of distance
Honestly just melts my heart thinking about itđŤ đ
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Peachy Promises
Art Donaldson x reader
Iâm sorry this is later than I wanted but I loved your request and may have got carried away with it! I hope you enjoy this summerhouse fic đťđŤśđť
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Gentle tapping of leaves against the car window woke you from your nap. Your Mum was driving the poor car a little too close to the bushes that lined the twisted paths to the Summerhouse. It had been a family tradition since you were thirteen - or twelve you couldnât remember - to go there every July and stay for a month.
âExcited to see Art again honey?â
The Donaldsonâs officially owned the property and had for generations and their son, Art, had been your favourite aspect of Summer for years. You only saw him once a year.
âYeah,â you mumbled, face cramped in-between your flat pillow and the car window. The gentle thunk of hedgerow branches hitting the car would have sent you back to sleep if you werenât so elated to see Art again. When the two of you first met all those years before heâd mistaken you for his friend Alice and asked for you.
âAlice? Come here, I need to show you this!â
You looked at the short, freckled blonde before you and took in his confused expression with curiosity and glee.
âYouâre not AliceâŚâ you were indeed not Alice but you did intrigue the boy. His parents were strict about girls - too strict. The gender had become almost entirely fantastical to him, except for Alice who was more like a sister or an annoying cousin than anything else.
âGo on. Show me what you wanted to show her.â
The boy lead you to the gardens beyond the Summerhouse your parents were so diligently unpacking in. It was beautiful, full of sunflowers and violets but the most incredible sight was the marble statue that depicted two kissing mermaids. It was no shorter than 8 feet tall and towered over the two of you, with you being almost a foot shorter than the strange boy.
âSo prettyâŚâ you sighed, taking in the sight whilst the boy took in you. After a moment he outstretched his hand âHey, Iâm Art.â
The car incessantly moaned for more fuel until you reached the car park and stopped. No one announced âWeâre hereâ because the three of you all knew. You wiped the sleep from your eyes and reached for your beaten up suitcase, the same one youâd used all of those years ago, and looked for Art. Just like the last year and the year before that and the year before that, Art was waiting impatiently by the peach tree. It never stopped growing, in fact it had grown so unruly and proud that it obstructed the Summerhouse mailbox entirely. The fresh scent was worth it.
âY/N!â Art grinned as you left the car, dropping your case as you ran towards each other. Your parents knew the drill. It was the same every Summer. âIâve missed you so much.â He mumbled into your shoulder, as your parents retreated to their wing of the house. You inhaled Artâs shampoo as his soft curls tickled your cheek, he always smelt of pure Summer in a bottle. It was a hot day.
âIâve missed you too!â Before you could get your case Art was grabbing you, pulling you onto his back. âCome on, Iâll carry you.â Piggybacks were also apart of the yearly drill. Youâd both expected him to stop years ago but he never did, Art revelled in carrying you around. It made him feel childish and gleeful, like the two of you had been at 12 - like he hoped the two of you could still be around each other.
Art carried you to your room, which had in the last three years been changed to the one next to his own, and set you down by the bed. The waft of air-con cooled your warm skin. âYou gonna unpack?â He gestured to your bulging suitcase but you shook your head. âNah, can we do something fun? Iâve had the shittiest week.â
The Summerhouse visits had began to bring you and your parents closer but ironically, and this was entirely the blondes fault, you never spent less time together than those months. July had become a time for your parents to âfocus on their marriageâ (whatever that means) and for you to see your best friend.
âWanna go swimming?â
Your eyes brightened at the suggestion, you loved swimming more than anything and the heat was palpable. âYour parents fixed the pool?â Art simply nodded, while you frantically looked for the bathing suit you hoped youâd packed. You had. Forever the gentleman, Art left you alone to get dressed but the second you were back he was piggybacking you to the pool outside.
âCannon ball or graceful dive?â You asked, doing your best Olympic swimmer stance. Art tried not to stare too hard at you in your red swimsuit, tried not to think too hard about how much older the two of you were but what his parents had said about your friendship being âtoo important to ruinâ. He replied âGraceful dive.â
As the cool water enveloped your streamline body, you smiled. The oppressive heat couldnât reach your sanctuary in the Donaldson pool, god it felt good to be back. Art jumped in after you, taking off his shirt before performing his own graceful dive. âFew years ago youâd have said cannon ball.â You squeezed the excess water out of your nose to punctuate your sentence, feeling the water in your hair drip down your neck. âYouâve grown up.â Art watched the droplets - fascinated for a moment before he frowned at your beaming face. He didnât want to grow up. Art looked around, taking in the idyllic views: the freshly mowed grass, poppies and ivy coated red brick. âMy parents are selling this place.â
Your smile dropped.
âYouâre not serious? Why?â
âIâm going Stanford in September. They only kept this place for me.â
âYou werenât gonna come back for Summer?â
âWill you?â
That stung but he was right, in fact youâd been considering going as far as Boston University. Suddenly the water didnât feel refreshing and the sky didnât appear so blue.
âYouâll come back right?â Art asked, watching you shove your bags into your parents car. âOf course,â You grinned. âMy parents love it here- I love it here. Might even become a regular thing.â
The boy lit up at that, pulling you into a tight hug. He was the first boy to properly hug you. âIâll be here.â Was all he said.
âIâm proud of you Art,â you smiled weakly, brushing his wet hair off of his forehead as the two of you bobbed in the water. He looked his age, Art had never looked his age. âStanford. Itâll be amazing.â You meant it, heâd always been an excellent tennis player. Heâd thrashed you in too many matches to count, you thought your defeats were some of his favourite moments. Tennis had always been his biggest love. There was no doubt in your mind that heâd be somebody one day, somebody worth telling your friends you knew. âI know Art Donaldson.â WellâŚyou knew Art Donaldson.
He didnât fail to notice the defeat in your eyes, although your belief in him had always given him hope so your words were everything. Your fingers hesitated to leave his soft skin. âY/N,â you traced his features with your eyes. Remembering. âI need to tell you something and I - I think you might already know.â
âI know.â
Blush coated his cheeks as Art waited with an intense stare for your next move. He didnât know what would hurt him more, to have you for a Summer and never again or to have never had you at all.
Before he could speak your hands were cradling his face and pulling his lips to yours. He tasted like peaches. Neither of you said a word as Artâs hands ran down your waist, trying to get closer to you through the drenched swimsuit while he hummed into your kiss. You couldnât quite explain it but you felt the mermaid statue was watching over the two of you, it too knowing that youâd always miss the boy who gifted you those Summers.
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#challengers art donaldson x reader#art donaldson fanfiction#art donaldson fluff#art donaldson x you#art donaldson fic#art Donaldson#art Donaldson x reader#art Donaldson x reader fluff#pughbug#challengers#challengers fandom#challengers summer#challengers fic
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Hey, remember when Celebrimbor crafted the Three Rings that saved his people and restored the great tree of Lindon to its former glory, and even CĂrdan the wise admitted that, "Perfection does not only exist in Valinor [...] Celebrimbor has brought it to Middle-earth." Love that for him. đđĽ°
I do and always will đĽ°đ
And love that him wholeheartedly đĽ°đ
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Natural Remedies for Common Ailments đ
*Natural remedies can be a great option for managing common ailments, but it's important to remember that they may not always be a substitute for professional medical advice and treatment. If you have a serious or persistent health issue, it's important to consult with a doctor. Also, remember that what works for one person may not work for another. Do your independent research, some natural remedies may have interactions with medications or existing medical conditions.*
Cold and Flu:
Honey and Lemon: Mix honey and lemon in warm water to soothe a sore throat and ease congestion.
Ginger Tea: Ginger has anti-inflammatory properties and can help with nausea and congestion.
Echinacea: Some people use Echinacea supplements or tea to boost the immune system.
Headaches:
Peppermint Oil: Apply diluted peppermint oil to your temples for headache relief.
Ginger Tea: Ginger may help reduce the frequency and intensity of headaches.
Indigestion:
Peppermint Tea: Peppermint can help relax the muscles of the gastrointestinal tract.
Chamomile Tea: Chamomile has anti-inflammatory and relaxing properties.
Insomnia:
Valerian Root: Valerian root supplements or tea may promote relaxation and help with sleep.
Lavender Oil: Lavender aromatherapy or a few drops on your pillow can promote relaxation.
Small Burns and Cuts:
Aloe Vera: Apply aloe vera gel to soothe burns and promote healing.
Honey: Honey has antibacterial properties and can be applied to cuts and wounds.
Stress and Anxiety:
Exercise: Regular physical activity can reduce stress and anxiety.
Meditation and Yoga: These practices can help you relax and manage stress.
Lavender or Chamomile Tea: These herbal teas may have a calming effect.
Sore Throat:
Salt Water Gargle: Gargling with warm salt water can relieve a sore throat.
Marshmallow Root Tea: Marshmallow root tea can help soothe throat irritation.
Nausea:
Ginger: Ginger candies, ginger tea, or ginger capsules can help with nausea.
Peppermint: Peppermint tea or candies may also help alleviate nausea.
Constipation:
Fiber-Rich Foods: Eating foods like prunes, bran, and beans can promote regular bowel movements.
Hydration: Staying well-hydrated is essential for preventing constipation.
Acne:
Tea Tree Oil: Applying diluted tea tree oil to acne-prone areas may help reduce breakouts.
Honey and Cinnamon Mask: Mixing honey and cinnamon into a paste and applying it as a mask can be beneficial for some.
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đ˛ : Green Werepup moodboard
requested by â đş anon !
the leaves of the forest crinkle under tiny paws.
đ . . such a fun board to make ! Actually surprised at how it turned out.. :O I myself am a black wolf + dog ! So itâs cool to see a werepup here ^^ hi! The wooden trees in the board i vaugely remember being around classrooms or kid libraries or book stores, they seem like they would work perfectly for play time. :0c
𦴠. .requests = open ! â â â â â â interaction appreciated ^_^ please do NOT repost/upload.

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i wrote two essays about how preacherâs daughter impacted my life for someoneâs school study (while i was đ) and there was so much oversharing (because itâs anonymous & iâm unstoppable) so i want to post them here to feel better
To properly describe the way Preacherâs Daughter has been imprinted into my heart, I can only begin by explaining the things that Iâve experienced in my lifetime that Haydenâs music has immensely helped me grieve and process. To give you the rundown on who I am, Iâm a gay, neurodivergent, and ex-Christian teenage boy, who was raised in an Evangelical Christian family in absolutely-nowhere, Florida. The dots connect themselves, but nothing has ever encapsulated this niche of my life like Haydenâs work on Preacherâs Daughter has. The first time I resonated with her music was just last autumn, when I had left my home to live with my father. I was fighting with my mother, to the point of severe mental dysfunction, and I had listened to Family Tree (Intro) for the first time. Hayden sings, âJesus can always reject his fatherâ but he cannot escape his motherâs bloodâ. I was left in complete awe. I had found an album that would change my life, with songs that would help me to put my experiences into words as haunting as my memories.
Not to mention, the storytelling of Ethelâs life is outstanding. The complexity of an album about parent failures and unreliable narratives and religious trauma woven into a twisted story of a young girl groomed into carnage is unmatched. Ethel Cain is brought to life and portrayed so personally that a listener canât help but relate to her. Of course, not *every* listener is going to relate, as there is still extremely sensitive subject matter, which Hayden worked on with an impressive amount of respect and nuance.
I think one of the most underrated songs on the album is Hard Times. Not only is it a vulnerable look into the troubles of Ethel Cain, but itâs a relatable highlight to a core childhood wound of hers. Something about the acoustic strumming and Haydenâs strong humming feels like the burning pain of missing the âgoodâ version of somebody. While there are multiple people this song has helped me grieve, Iâll talk about how I can relate to Ethel herself. As I previously mentioned, I lived with my father for a couple months. For most of my life, I strongly disliked my father. On my middle school graduation day, years ago, he had told me that he knew I was gay, and that he accepted and supported me. My entire relationship with him changed. Over 2 years later, I moved in with him, he became him again, and it wasnât meant to be. Iâm safe, and Iâve moved, but ever since I left Iâve had this burning sense of infancy that comes and goesâremembering what it felt like to hate my father during my childhood.
As one does, I grieve through music. Hayden sings, âIâm tired of you, still tied to meâ, in a way that grasps my heart like the unbudging tether between father and child. She disappears into character and the song turns into another teenager my age, singing words we both know by heart.
that was the essay about the album in generalâŚkind of just like a part 1 though.
this next essay is about televangelism but ties off the responses as a pair as well
Televangelism. With 11/13 tracks of an album packed with haunting lyrics like âFreezer bride, your sweet divine / You devour like smoked bovine hide / How funny, I never considered myself toughâ (Strangers), & âDonât worry âbout it too hard or youâll never sleep a wink at night again / Donât worry âbout me and these green eyes / Mama just know that I love you / Iâll see you when you get hereâ (also Strangers), itâs shocking to say Iâm going with an instrumental track. . There is just something so deeply somatic about Haydenâs music. I can recall in my darkest moments in my time living at my fatherâs, laying in my bed with my headphones on listening to Televangelism, disassociating to the lights on my ceiling. I remember, it was a lot colder because my bedroom was in the garage and it was the middle of winter. I liked it cold, though. I would put on my headphones and listen to Televangelism on loop, feeling the warmth of Ethelâs ascension to Heaven fill my ears and radiate down my spine. It was escapism, survival even. It took my mind off of where I was and reminded me there was better days ahead.
To fully communicate the extent of Televangelismâs impact on me, I want to be very vulnerable about some of the things I have went through. If religious trauma is a sensitive subject I apologize in advance.
I grew up having nearly-daily panic attacks because of the things I had been taught about the Christian God. From 9 years old up to around this time last year, I would go in and out of having major panic attacks about going to hell or being left behind in the rapture. After the resolution of a religious psychosis episode in summer of last year, I had discovered information that had broken the hold that the Christian religion had on me, and I began to heal from my religious trauma.
While âPreacherâs Daughterâ as a whole has played a role in my healing process, Televangelism stands out above all tracks. A song composed so beautifully it mimics the sensation of ascending to Heaven, signifying the end of Ethel Cainâs suffering on Earth. It is identical to the feeling of being without extreme fear and anxiety that I discovered for the first time last year. Every time I listen to Televangelism, I get to remember how it felt to discover that my existential worst fear was made up all over again. It was bliss. It was grief. It was heartbreaking, and it was life-changing. This album, while thematically centered around death, symbolizes the magnificence of creation, and how awesome it is to have the ability to bring the story of a character like Ethel Cain to life. I believe that if there is a God out there, âPreacherâs Daughterâ was the apology for everything Iâve ever had to grow through.
okay thank you i hope nobody sees this
#ethelposting#ethel cain#preachers daughter#strangers ethel cain#ethelcore#daughtersofcain#familytree#strangers#televangelism#hardtimes
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hello days! i hope i'm not bothering u. can i pls request for uzumaki fam fluff fic recs? đĽş
i kinda need âď¸fam fluff boost running in my system đĽšđ¤˛
thank u in advance! love lots. i hope u are doing well~ đ¤đ
Des đ I'm sorry this is over a year late. You're probably not in need of this anymore, but -
Sunshine Family Fluff Fics
Ones I can't remember if I've rec'd before:
"Sunshine family" from "Some Type of Love" by @chloelapomme - Rated T, Modern AU, One-shot. Hinata has to go grocery shopping for their Christmas Eve's diner coming in a couple of weeks. A quick job that won't take too long. Until the rest of the family decides to tag along.
"The Last Stand" from "The Little Joys and Sorrows of Everydayness" by Imanga - Rated T, Canon-Compatible, One-shot. In a desperate attempt to get themselves out of an uncomfortable situation, Naruto and Hinata risk it all.
"The Ramen Recipe" from "The Little Joys and Sorrows of Everydayness" by Imanga - Rated G, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Naruto enjoys a Fatherâs Day morning in bed with his family.
"snug as a bug" by @secrettastemakerland - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Apparently, being afraid of thunder storms was genetic. Luckily for them, Hinata deals with it just fine.
"A Not Surprising Surprise Party" by secrettastemakerland - Rated G, Canon-Compatible, One-shot. Kawaki comes home from a mission on November 9th, only to find the house unusually quiet...
And the ones I've recommended before:
âMusicâ from âWith You in the Futureâ by @chloelapomme - Rated E, Canon-Compliant, Series of related one-shots. The benefits of music on babies, but also on couples.
âStrawberryâ by @cherryjutsu - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Naruto shares popsicles with his son just as Jiraiya did with him.
âCooking with Dadâ by cherryjutsu - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Prompt: I truly believe Naruto can cook.  Itâs a personal headcanon of mine that he always had the skill but never bothered to do anything with it from both laziness of twelve years of no one to show it off too. When Himawari and Boruto are born he wears the apron to make their favorites just to see them smile. His favorite little taste testers.
Untitled by cherryjutsu - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, Drabble. Prompt: Can I ask prompt? Boruto as a little kid asking his Dad how he lost his arm/how itâs all bandaged up? Thank you!! <3
âFort Uzumakiâ by @itachiboutit - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Family time during a bad thunderstorm.
âmissing outâ by @flowerslut - Rated T for language, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Prompt: Naruto training with himawari and being proud of her.
âOur Whiskersâ by @nekomamoru - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Prompt: Whiskers
âfor youâ by nekomamoru - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. A/N it would be a lie to say that I wasnât slightly disappointed that Naruto had missed his inauguration but more than anyone, I think Himawari herself wouldâve felt a little guilty so this idea popped up and I had to write it down. enjoy!
âThe Apple Never Falls Far From the Treeâ by @matchaball - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, Two-shot. Prompt: From chapter seven of the Konoha Hiden: where Naruto talks to his plants and Hinata presses flowers.
âPranksâ from âYour Hand in Mineâ by @spyder-m - Rated G, Canon-Compatible, One-shot. After one too many tricks, Boruto sparks a prank war with his father.
"Day After Day" by spyder-m - Rated T, Canon-Compatible, Series of one-shots. Oneshot series exploring the day to day life of Naruto and Hinata post-The Last. Headcanons about them dating, living together and starting a family.
âTo Welcome Youâ by @eliphya - Rated G, Canon-Compliant (?), One-shot. Naruto and his children have chores to do before Hinata comes home again.Â
âTickling Cheeksâ by eliphya - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Himawari loves her fathers stubble and insists on him never shaving again.
âThe Job He Never Wantedâ by @alabasterink-blog - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. The swing was old and rotting. His children have a solution.
âTime Outâ by alabasterink-blog - Rated G, Canon-Compliant (?), One-shot. Daddy didnât like oranges. Himawari had a solution.
âSunshineâ by alabasterink-blog - Rated G, Canon-Compliant (?), One-shot. Himawari decides she wants to be just like her grandma when she grows up.
âMamaâs Boy 2: Like Father Like Son, We Love Her So Muchâ by basmah-chan - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. In which Boruto needs a little lecture on his hate for his motherâs hair ties, which leads to some father and son bonding time. Their topic to bond over: Hinata.
âPretendâ by @8bittheatrics - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Kids will be kids, and so will some adults.
âBed Headâ by @utsus - Rated T for language, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Naruto and Sasuke are in charge of doing their daughtersâ hairstyles for the day. Everything is a struggle.
âSunflowersâ by @myaekingheart - Rated G, Canon-Compliant (?), One-shot. Naruto teams up with his children to do something special for Hinata for Motherâs Day.
âOuchimakiâ by Tuvstarrs - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. To dress a toddler is an occupational hazard of parenthood that comes with a rather specific set of dangers. Naruto knows this but trying to explain that to your childless friends without sounding like an idiot is a completely different headache.
âhis happy endingâ by flyingonfeatherlesswings - Rated G, Canon-Compliant (?), One-shot. Boruto Uzumaki is less than enthused when a film about his fatherâs heroic deeds is released. He ends up dragged to it despite his protests and learns some upsetting details about his fatherâs early childhood.
âMission impossibleâ by Saku015 - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Hinata goes out to meet her friends, so it is Narutoâs duty to look after his kids for a few hours.
I hope you are doing well, too!!!!
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đż Roanaelâs Roots đż
~Creating more background for my first Tav in BG3~
Roanael is a half-elf druid, born and raised in the bustling city of Baldurâs Gate.â¨With the background of a Sage, she always had passion for books - digging into stories, learning about the world, always curious to learn more about their plane and others. But thanks to her wood elven ancestry, the call of the forest was just as strong for her đłâ¨
She has a strong but introverted presence:â¨Roanael doesnât mind meeting new people - in fact, her friendly and open-minded nature tends to draw others in - but she doesnât actively seek company. Her favorite days are spent either wandering through nature or reading a book in her room, or⌠tucked under a tree, reading a book while surrounded by leaves and sunlight đđđ
Unlike many druids, Roanael never belonged to any formal circle. Instead, she taught herself the ways of nature, following knowledge from books and her own experience, counting on her instincts rather than strict traditions. Growing up in multicultural Baldurâs Gate made her learn early on that people, like the wilds, are all different and trying to force them into one way is never the answer. Maybe thatâs why, even during her adventures, she always steps aside and lets her companions find their own paths đ¤ď¸
As for her family, her human father (a druid himself!) and wood elven mother met somewhere beyond Baldurâs Gate and decided to start a family together in the city. Their love was deep and respectful of each otherâs independence - values they passed on to Roanael. Sadly, her father passed away some years ago. He was the cheerful and warm man, a glue that kept their little family close, and after his death, Roanael and her mother (a strong, busy elven woman with an important city job đź) saw each other less often. But the bond between them - quiet, understanding - remains strong.
Still, after her father's passing, Roanael began to venture farther and farther from Baldurâs Gate, looking to explore the world and see it with her own eyes. The spirit of adventure soon proved too contagious to resist, and before she knew it, she couldnât even remember the last time she had been home. Or rather⌠she had started feeling at home everywhere the road led her đĄ
This upbringing shaped Roanael into who she is now: calm, thoughtful, independent, but always carrying compassion in her heart. She inherited both her motherâs wisdom and quiet strength and her fatherâs curiosity and warmth.
As for many half-elves, the duality of her existence was deeply ingrained into her life from the very beginning, but she has learned to make it her strength, accepting both of her sides and blending them into a beautiful harmony.
đż A few small things about Roanael:
Favorite wild shapes: wolf (for battle), cat (for sneaking)
Favorite spells: Grasping Vine, Ice Knife, Misty Step, Lightning Bolt
Eyes: left green, right silver
Hair: brown with warm ginger highlights, usually tied simply back
Tattoo: a teal mark of three small birds soaring across her left cheekbone â a joyful symbol of freedom
Age: somewhere around 35-40 by human standards
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welcome to The Sacred Forest, where all is well, hope is an energy, and love blossoms everywhere.
PAC: WHAT DOES THE COLLECTIVE NEED TO KNOW RIGHT NOW?

your practitioner for the day, alice the witch, reminds you that you are always encouraged to choose your own path. free will exists and it is your birthright, so you can own it. these cards are simply meant to serve as messages along your journey, so heed them and take what resonates but leave what doesn't.
i use my intuitive abilities, life experience and writing skills to delicately weave these interpretations into tapestries for you to view. i hope you find something here worthwhile!
after you've chosen your pile(s), feel free to tap the read more to wander The Sacred Forest with me! đŚđ
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pile one.
Earth Spirit for stability. it's a warm, sunny afternoon, and you recline on the soft moss underneath the shade of the trees. you feel the deep cadence of the Earth flow through up from the soil and into your body, and it's soothing, relaxing. you are safe. the Earth Spirit is reminding you of the way she nurtures the trees, valleys, mountains, oceans, animals, skies and even us. she is reminding you to stay grounded during this time, and remember your roots. remember to stabilise yourself before taking any action. it might not be best to make any big decisions just now, but instead to thoroughly plan and contemplate and invest in the future. if you have been wanting to make a financial decision that could assist you in the long term, this is a message of potential for that endeavour.
Unicorn for purity. you wander through the Forest, and you come to a clearing that seems to sparkle with radiance. the air starts to shimmer, and as if appearing out of thin air, a Unicorn stands before you. this beautiful creature approaches you with every bit of trust and warmth in the Universe. Unicorn reminds you that your past does not define you. sometimes things get hazy in our everyday lives, due to our pain and suffering. and that's perfectly normal, but our pain does not have to define us. we can feel it, validate it, accept it, and then remember to see the world through the eyes of a Unicorn. with wonder, awe, and innocence. when we do this, we bloom. we dramatically shift our trajectory from more challenges, to uplifting and radiant and blessed. remember that this planet is whole, loving and kind. remember that it's never wrong to hope. remember that the problems we have are caused by people, not by any divine forces. you are not being divinely punished. you are on Earth to experience what it means to be human, and your purpose as a soul is to be happy.
Mystic Meadow for sanctuary. you come across a Mystic Meadow that is so serene, you start to feel a bit sleepy yourself! the creatures here are all resting. foxes and rabbits lay nestled together in pairs. deer and bears lay curled up together as well. the air is soft, smells sweet and earthy, and you lay down amongst all the Forest creatures to take a nap with them. right now, it might be a good idea to take some time to find places and be with people that make you feel at home. you've been working hard, but everyone needs some downtime. if you have no time to have downtime, ask for help. you may need to lessen your load, and there's nothing wrong with that. remember that we are not machines, we are people, and you deserve to not have to hurt yourself just to be able to exist. bottomline you deserve to make things as manageable as you can for yourself. take the time to reach out to loved ones and mend relationships, situations and clutter-clear. practice extreme self-care as much as possible. you are deserving of and worth it.
Wise Woman of the Grove for grace. you enter a grove and between the trees, almost blending into the bark in a mysterious way, emerges a Wise Woman. she carries a treasure trove, and when she reaches you, she opens it up. inside is a sparkling red ruby. she says, "this is a Joy Activator. carry it with you, let it work its magic, and your life will be filled with grace." joy is alchemy. it has the capacity to drastically shift someone's life into a kinder, more beautiful ideal. when you feel joy, it spreads like wildfire, and it heals. so ask yourself, what makes you happy? pursuing your happiness and living your truth will heal you, and it will heal others too. all that doesn't serve you will fall away as you seek your truth and happiness, and life will take you places you never imagined you could get to on your own.

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pile two.
Wise Woman of the Grove for grace. you enter a grove and between the trees, almost blending into the bark in a mysterious way, emerges a Wise Woman. she carries a treasure trove, and when she reaches you, she opens it up. inside is a sparkling red ruby. she says, "this is a Joy Activator. carry it with you, let it work its magic, and your life will be filled with grace." joy is alchemy. it has the capacity to drastically shift someone's life into a kinder, more beautiful ideal. when you feel joy, it spreads like wildfire, and it heals. so ask yourself, what makes you happy? pursuing your happiness and living your truth will heal you, and it will heal others too. all that doesn't serve you will fall away as you seek your truth and happiness, and life will take you places you never imagined you could get to on your own. (psst... this card turned up for pile one, and i copy/pasted this interpretation. if you felt called to pile one too, maybe both piles are for you)
Toadstools for growth. you come across a mossy area covered in Toadstools. they weren't here the last time you wandered past, you're sure of it! and yet they've grown so fast, bursting forth from the ground in dizzying speeds so beautiful you marvel at it. Toadstools remind you that growth takes time. it does! it's a slow, ongoing process, and intricate weavings are always underway beneath the surface. but when the time is right, growth happens. you burst forth from the ground and you show up to the light, a new person, a new head on your shoulders. this is a time for growth. you are in the process of it, coming out of a growth spurt, or entering on right now. during this time, remember to have patience with yourself. you deserve and are worth every single bit of patience and gentleness as you nurture yourself into a new phase of your life.
Dragonfly Spirit for change. you wander near a pond in the Forest, and you spot a dragonfly. it darts over the water and wondrous speeds, but not just that -- it changes direction! it even flies backwards and in circles. it's always doing the unexpected, and it's so free. Dragonfly Spirit is reminding you that you don't have to follow anyone else's expectations just so you can be unhappy. break free of those expectations. be unpredictable. be free like the dragonfly! fly around in all directions and pursue only your heart, your instincts, your change of mind. you are allowed to change your mind. allow yourself to do that. give yourself the permission to. own your agency and autonomy to choose whatever you want in life.
Enchanted Fern Grotto for refuge. you enter an Enchanted Fern Grotto that is so rich in plants, animals, and magical Forest creatures. this is your safe place. you can rest here. right now, you're being called to enter a sacred place, a place where you can recharge and relax and rest. you might be burnt out and hurting, and you need to take care of yourself, or maybe even let others take care of you. remember that you're deserving and worth self-care. tend to your heart, your feelings, your body, your mind, your everything. treat yourself like royalty, like you're sacred. you are.
Maple Spirit for generosity. the maple tree stands tall and and joyous before you. it is surrounded by animals playing or resting. a rabbit bounds along on its merry way, a fox lays curled up in the shade, a bird chirps from the boughs. you come to sit underneath the tree, and soak in its vibrancy. Maple Spirit reminds you that when you give freely, the Universe showers you in prosperity. it might not happen immediately, and it might even take years! but whatever you give of the heart, in joy and in love, you will receive. when you give, you enter the flow of the Universe and tap into the sweet syrup of life. the syrup of the maple tree is a delicacy, and the tree itself is known to weather just about any climate. you can be just like the Maple Spirit, and nurture love, hope and joy as you give and give and give.

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pile three.
Foggy Bog for patience. you find yourself in a Foggy Bog, with your feet planted firmly in the waters. you watch a crane nearby, who stands with inherent grace as it waits for the opportune moment to move. Foggy Bog is here to remind you that patience at this time is key. whatever the situation at hand, it will be resolved. your time will come. maybe you're restless, afraid, lost -- maybe you're the kind of person who needs to always be doing something to feel like things are progressing. right now, you are being asked to have faith. everything is as it is meant to be, and there are workings underway. you need to be ready, alert and aware of your moment. you need to trust your moment will come. timing right now is important, and it's real. it's a way of doing things that ensures you don't stress yourself out or sink further into the mud. it's too foggy to move right now, after all!
Pegasus for transcending. Pegasus arrives, and you climb onto his back. he takes to the skies, and before long you're soaring above the Sacred Forest with everything in clear view, in a way you hadn't thought possible before! Pegasus is reminding you that you need to take a more transcendental perspective right now. step back from any situation that may be filled with drama or manipulation, and take on a kind, loving perspective that can heal yourself and others. rather than getting involved and troubleshooting, you can simply let the Universe help. you can always take action when you feel ready.
Wood Nymph for beauty. you come across a lake where three wood nymphs frolick happily and laugh like tinkling bells. they're gorgeous, and you join them in their radiant joy. Wood Nymph is reminding you to see the beauty in everyday life, in the simple things. life is made up of little moments, moments that make you feel human, and when you live while in the moment, you live in beauty. in a practical sense, you can bring flowers into your home, or have a bubble bath, or clean up around the place. you deserve to live in beauty, so embrace it. feel it. know the the Universe loves you unconditionally and wants you to succeed, because this is the true source of feeling like everything shines.
Stag Spirit for leadership. as you step around a bend in the Forest, you come across a stag illuminated by the moon. it turns to look at you, and you feel awareness of its grace, power and strength thrum through you. it doesn't announce its presence, it simply is. Stag Spirit is reminding you that "leader" is not a title granted to you. leaders are leaders irrespective of age, status, income, body type, etc. being a leader is who you are, woven into your very soul. you are shaped into a leader by life itself, not by society. you don't need to announce your presence, because as a leader, you shape your life. you can make decisions with clarity and strength and grace, and that is the true definition of a leader. you may be called into a role of leadership, or you may have been already, and this is a message that you are worthy and deserving.
Wolf Spirit for family. the winter feels crisp, but you are not worried. you come across a pack of wolves, and they surround you, sniffing at you curiously. they're not regular wolves, they're huge, and they stand at your eye level. they peer into your soul from all around you, and you feel inherently safe and cherished under their watchful, protective gazes. wolves are highly misunderstood creatures, because despite the stereotypes they are loyal and extremely social. every member of the pack has their place, and wolves even mourn losses. Wolf Spirit is reminding you to be with your family right now, whoever they may be. for some people, their true family is in Spirit. for others, it's their friends. for others, their partner. for others, their blood relatives. remember that no one family type is superior, and what makes a family, a family, is trust, unconditional love and respect.
Willow Spirit for flexibility. you wander into a riverside where you see willow tree bending and swaying in the whipping breeze. as you watch, you start to feel moved. the winds are so fierce, yet the trees are moving along with it, no damage to them at all! sometimes the best thing to do in a situation isn't to stand firm. Willow Spirit reminds you that sometimes, it's best to go around a situation, or sway with the breeze. try to be flexible right now! an ancient oak tree would bend and snap in winds too fierce, whereas the willow tree knows to move with the currents. embody this spirit right now, and seek to trust your instincts as you navigate tricky situations.

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pile four.
Wood Nymph for beauty. you come across a lake where three wood nymphs frolic happily and laugh like tinkling bells. they're gorgeous, and you join them in their radiant joy. Wood Nymph is reminding you to see the beauty in everyday life, in the simple things. life is made up of little moments, moments that make you feel human, and when you live while in the moment, you live in beauty. in a practical sense, you can bring flowers into your home, or have a bubble bath, or clean up around the place. you deserve to live in beauty, so embrace it. feel it. know the the Universe loves you unconditionally and wants you to succeed, because this is the true source of feeling like everything shines. (psst... this card turned up for pile three, and i copy/pasted this interpretation. if you felt called to pile three too, maybe both piles are for you)
Fire Spirit for energy. you wander the Sacred Forest during a mighty storm. it's raining, but the lightning strikes trees and lights them on fire. you catch a lightning strike in your hands, and marvel at the flame that erupts from your palms. Fire Spirit for energy is here to give you the message that now is the time to take action. there's no need to hesitate! have faith in yourself and the Universe. fire signifies willpower, energy and Creation itself. you have the power within you to create, so go for it! remember as well that as you express yourself spontaneously, you will gain energy. this is the secret to Fire Spirit.
Crystal Cave for trust. you come across a cave hidden deep in the Forest. it beckons you, and you enter. it's very dark inside, but you feel safe. comfortable. aware. Crystal Cave is reminding you to trust your intuition and let it guide you. you have a potentially untapped wealth of wisdom inside your soul, and you can access it by tuning into your intuition. remember that intuition whispers, and anxiety yells. so whenever you're unsure which is which, take a moment and ask yourself if you feel safe in your conclusions, even if it's hard to accept. if it feels right, that's your intuition.
Spirit Guardian of Autumn for letting go. autumn has arrived, and with it, the leaves are drifting to the ground. the Forest is coloured in warm, inviting browns, reds and golds. you kick the piles of leaves up and let them drift along the breeze in a dance, watching them go. Spirit Guardian of Autumn is here to remind you that right now is a good time to let go of mindsets, situations, places and people that do not serve you. you don't have to do anything drastic that you don't want to do, but heal yourself by setting up and communicating boundaries, needs and wants. you deserve a happy, healthy and stress-free life. stress won't be eliminated entirely, because that's the nature of life, but you deserve to take measures to lessen it anyway. any improvement is still an improvement.
Hummingbird Spirit for joy. you come across a field of flowers, and see a hummingbird visiting so many different flowers very quickly. you watch it flutter past, its wings a blur. you chase after it, laughing in delight. Hummingbird Spirit for joy is here to remind you that when you spread joy, you can touch the lives of so many people. joy is alchemy and can heal the world. but this is also a reminder to rest and recuperate! because the hummingbird visits thousands of flowers a day, it also needs to recharge and rest every night. when you're taking care of others, you need to be taking care of yourself too.

#alice the witch#witchblr#witch community#witch#tarot#advice#oracle#pac#timeless pac#timeless pac reading#pick a pile#pick a card#timeless pick a pile#timeless pick a card reading#timeless pick a pile reading#repost because this needs more notes#witchcraft
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đ Plant #583 âď¸ I was stumped by today's game! đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đŤđ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ§đ¨đ§ đĽ 0 | Avg. Guesses: 0
first thought on guess three was fuck not another asterid. i'm so bad at asterids. and it's not even a lamiid, which is the only kind of asterid i know.
every time it's an asterid i end up accidentally learning a lot about the rosids because i think "oh, i don't remember this one's clade. it could be an asterid, right?" wrong. are the nut trees asterids? are the gourds asterids? are the brassicae asterids? are the citruses asterids? nope, it's a rosid every time. boo.
on my second to last guess i got the correct order with "common ivy" but that did not save me. would've never in a million years guess parsnip next from there. apiales has some interesting plants in it though, so i need to add it to my arsenal for future games.
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detailed info !
name - barbatos venti
age - 2,600+ years old
pronouns - will respond to literally anything
gender - ( venti:) male ( barbatos:) genderlessÂ
sexuality - aro/ace
personality type - enfp
status - single
occupation - the anemo archon / travelling bardÂ
family - istaroth, the âthousand windsâÂ
friends - the traveler, zhongli, kaeya, sandrone
backstory - once a mere elemental spirit who existed among the winds, the entity known as barbatos gained power through the faith of the people of old mondstadt during their rebellion against decarabian, the god of storms and founder of the nation of mondstadt. after decarabianâs death, barbatos ascended to godhood as the anemo archon and reestablished mondstadt in itâs current form.
currently, barbatos wanders the world as the bard venti, althrough he is mostly seen around mondstadt.Â
likes - splashing in puddles, the cecilia flower, apples, alcoholic beverages, spring, things that look light
dislikes - cheese, any animal productsÂ
appearance - faint freckles littered sun-kissed skin, mainly on the bridge of his nose and his shoulders: appearing darker underneath sunlight. dark blue hair styled into a pixie cut with braids framing his face and fade into a teal blue. eyes green like his fake vision.

Rules !
- no homophobia, transphobia, etc. no discrimination towards any individual for whatever reason
- don't bring up any politics or religion. this is a space for me to write and have fun but besides, I don't think I'm the right person to talk about those kinds of things
- Iâm only doing ships that are platonic
- no pro shipping allowed!
- be nice! have some common courtesy, sense and respect. remember that there is a living breathing person behind the blog.
- no nsfw or inappropriate anons/asks!
Potential Tags!
- đŹď¸: the thousand wind's true form [ mun/ooc post ]
- đđŞ˝: nobody suspects a drunkard bard [ venti interaction ]
- đŹď¸đŞ˝: tiny seeds carried along the breeze [ ask answered or barbatos interaction ]
- đ: colleiflower ;; the windblume of sumeru
[ mention or interaction with collei ]
- â¨đŞ˝: a fool living it up in the land of festivites [ h:sr verse interaction ]
- đŞđź [ rp memes/prompts ]
- đđĽ :: sitting atop a tree with dandelion wine :: đĽđ [ character aesthetic ]
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đThe dark summer aesthetic of An Enchantment of Ravensđ
Endless summer. Too warm sunlight on wheat fields without any wind blowing through them. Deep, deep forests with sun rays filtering through the yellow leaves. Brightness and heavy warmth in the light, darkness and rotting things in the shadows. Dead leaves falling from dead trees. Old overgrown stone figures made by no one knows who guarding an evil no one remembers. Things that should not exist watching from the shadows. A silence, as heavy as the sunlight, lying above everything. And the summer king, sleeping but not dead, inconceivably ancient and impossibly powerful, who lived a life full of mistakes but without regrets. Not completely evil but so, so terrifying. Stifling sun, no sound and no movements.
#its just so well written#margaret rogerson#an enchantment of ravens#vespertine#sorcery of thorns#aesthetic#dark aesthetic#summer#summer aesthetic#reading#books
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The ascent was so swift it took his breath away.
He was floating. He was glowing. Lines of brilliant blue ran up his wrists, across his chest, under the fabric of his clothes. He looked down at himself, and his held breath abruptly left him in a huff of involuntary laughter â he was glorious. At last.
Find my writing here on AO3! Sunjinjo | Archive of Our Own
Currently writing for this series: â¨Mended with Gold⨠- both long and short Wanderer-centric Genshin stories, as canon-compliant as possible, featuring his healing and self-expression in Sumeru, with lots of Nahida, the Aranara, and other characters by his side.
These are chronological as events happened ingame, but can all be read as standalones!
đThe wind guides, the forest remembers (39,510 words, 8 chapters) - right after gaining his Vision in Inversion of Genesis, Wanderer goes for his first flight, ends up somewhere he didn't intend, and gets adopted by the Aranara for a while. Much-needed forest therapy ensues, as well as an unplanned tutorial on his new powers.
đˇDream Flower (2,452 words) - coming to terms with the name the Traveler gave him, and the one that wasn't given as well.
đľWarm Care, Bitter Truth (3,432 words) - It's a cold night up in the Divine Tree. Luckily there are ways to warm back up, inside and out.
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Enlightenment after the rain (2,663 words) - Haypasia returns to her meditation cave to pick up some supplies, but the cave already has an occupant. He seems impossibly familiar.
đąIt's Called Growth (1,786 words) - Nahida almost did something drastic when faced with the Dendro Dragon. Someone isn't taking it well.
đŠšPapercut (1,413 words) - Nahida gets a papercut. Small and silly :P
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The Wishful Thinking of Idiots (56,724 words, 8 chapters) - The Akademiya Extravaganza, from Hat Guy's perspective. His (sharply opinionated) thoughts on the matter, what he was up to behind the scenes, and ways he interacted with the other contestants.
âOn swords and those who wield them (10,902 words, 3 chapters) - Wanderer practices telling his true story through sword dance.
đSplendorous Skies (118,032 words, 17 chapters) - Khvarena of Good and Evil, with Wanderer in the Traveler's place by Sorush' side as her Yasnapati, standing against the Abyss.
đDark shapes flutter free (980 words) - The Wanderer (re)starts a little journal of haiku.
đ Vantage Point (1,821 words) - the Traveler (me) giving out a gift on my own birthday, Teyvat style. Also, wishing my way to C6 Wanderer. â¤
đThe Return of the Sabzeruz Festival (12,641 words) - Happy birthday, Nahida. ⤠The Sumeran festival event we didn't get. (2023 edition, before it was cool.)
â˛A Cage of Your Own Making (84,189 words, 8 chapters) - âIt is forbidden to release any flying objects during the first three days of each month.â Nahida and the Wanderer visit... different parts of Fontaine.
đNo adventures on the mountain (1,067 words) - I'm not salty about that giant empty mountain in Sumeru's north. But the ocean is.
đThis sweetness isnât so bad (5,631 words) - It's just another ordinary day for the Wanderer. Until people look up his birthday in the Akademiya records.
đRainjade Ovation (ongoing, chapter 1/10) - After finishing his essay on Fontainian law, the Wanderer earns himself a little holiday, accompanying a certain star performer in search of inspiration in Chenyu Vale. A Hero's Journey ensues, because of course.
đHeirs of lightning, breakers of silence (3,077 words) - the Wanderer's first meetings with the leader of the Temple of Silence. Busy bees, flying lotuses. :P
đAt the mercy of the mages (8,977 words, 2 chapters) - the Wanderer is summoned to the Imaginarium Theater. His disappointment is immeasurable and his day is ruined. Moreso in chapter 2.
đThe Light Beyond the End (84,387 words, 7 chapters) - Summertide Scales and Tales, from Wanderer's perspective. Sometimes, becoming a Hero is about deciding to help just one person, even if the title feels like a mockery. <3
đşChromatic Ode of Annoyance (ongoing, chapter 5/6) - it's Sabzeruz again. A certain introverted Wanderer is dragged into things even though he wanted to keep a bit more distance this time - and all his floating friends are included.
đPleasant surprises, lighting the way (9,450 words) - Wanderer celebrates his birthday by means of card games, preemptive socializing, and a fairytale surprise party.
âľAs Though Waking from a Dream (2,143 words) - a Sumeran ship sets sail for Inazuma bearing a package. The Wanderer ponders a few things back on the shore.
...and more to come because I'm far from done with this lad :D
Also, set before all the others:
đSapienta Oromasdis (19,891 words, 6 chapters) - Nahida is freed from her cage, and experiences a few things for the first time.
âWisdom's Shadow (36,512 words, 6 chapters) - Nahida deals with a comatose Scaramouche, and his inevitable wakeup.
đ¸Unmade, Remade (uploading when fully finished, now writing chapter 3/12) - Inversion of Genesis, from Scaramouche / Wanderer's POV. Let's go through the wringer together this time.
Also also:
đSunny Sky, an ongoing (GORGEOUS) comic drawn by the marvellous â¨Lumier⨠and supplied with written material by me, about her younger Scaramouche segment Kuni meeting my Kintsugi. Two rash puppet boys going on an adventure! :D

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Cullen Rutherford Emoji HC's Part 3
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đđđđđđ. đ RAINBOW â what is your ocâs sexual orientation/gender identity? what pronouns do they use? Heâs pansexual. He realized he was attracted to all genders but was extremely shy and never actually pursued anyone. He discovered his interest in men as a teenager and has had sexual experiences with all gender identities, but never any romantic liaisons. He uses he/his pronouns. đ CHRISTMAS TREE â what is your ocâs favorite holiday? He doesnât have one. He remembers celebrating some with his family, but nothing significant, and his time as a templar meant he didnât observe many except the religious-related ones. Modern Au celebrated holidays more often, but again, he didnât feel connected to them. đś DOG FACE â does your oc have any pets? Yes. Canon has a horse and a mabariâŚ.he wants many more mabari. Modern Au has a mixed breed large dog and a Newfoundland dog. He originally named his dog mabari Frank, but the dog wouldnât answer to it. He started naming the most boring stereotypical names that poor boy knew: âReginald, Rufus, George, Charles and even Ringo.â It was when he threw out the name Bruce that the dog started to wag his tail. Beware if he has children with your Inquisitor; he is rather traditional with his names, so he may need to be exposed to different names. His Newfoundland is named Walter. đ CAT â does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends? He definitely prefers only a few close friends. Canon had a few friends when he was a teen in the Templars, including the Circle. However, after their slaughter, Cullen became far more withdrawn and did not make friends until Inquisition. Modern Au: He was incredibly close to his special forces team when he was younger but distanced himself from his second team when he became commander. After leaving the military, he was incredibly lonely, but he had a few connections who wouldnât leave him alone, thus âmaking friends.â He still has few friends, but he has a core group. đˇ PIG FACE â what is your ocâs favorite animal? Cullen would roll his eyes at the question, but heâd answer Mabari/Dogs and elephants. đ DRAGON â what is your ocâs favorite mythical creature? Again, Cullen would roll his eyes. He would guess giants because heâd love to see one wield a weapon. đ LEAVES FLUTTERING IN WIND â what is/was your ocâs favorite subject in school? History by far. He knows so many âuselessâ facts and can name dozens of battles, who fought in them, who the commanders were, and the positives and weaknesses of each sideâs campaign. As said in an earlier hc, he wanted to work as either a lecturer or a museum docent for a military museum. đ´ PALM TREE â does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening? He does NOT have a green thumb at all. Do not give him a house plant; it will die. If heâs dating someone and they love to garden, again, donât let him do anything but water. đ RED APPLE â where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace? He was born in Honleath, which he wasnât ashamed of, but some of his fellow recruits made fun of him for being so ârural,â and thus, they assumed he was backward and uneducated. He doesnât start revisiting his family until after his romantic partner pushes him to do so. Modern Au is from Cotswolds, England.
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