#'stormy why don't you post your spells'

[aylacavebear]

Stockroom Antics - Chapter 23

Maria had changed jobs numerous times over the last five years, more to keep herself safe than anything else. Her mother had told her she was a fairy but she thought it was just her mom being weird. Honestly, though, she had no other way of explaining what had happened to her that stormy day before she'd gone into a coma for two weeks.

Please don't take my work. I'll post warnings for each chapter. Will probably be 18+ I haven't decided yet!

Word Count: 2295

Pairing eventually Dean Winchester x OC

Warnings: Angst, Self-deprecating thoughts, Insecurities, Depression. (Please, if you suffer from these things, seek someone trustworthy to talk to. You really aren't alone.)

A/N: This one's written a little differently than my last one. Let me know what you think. It's the first time I've tried this type of writing. Chapters will alternate viewpoints as well. I also looked into an actual area so this one could feel more realistic. This one is taking on a life of it's own in a turn I hadn't anticipated, so adding a new tag.

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You looked around the bunker for at least half an hour before finally checking the garage. The Impala was gone, and you figured that meant they’d left and taken Bubbles with them—or that was what you were hoping for. After grabbing your cell off your nightstand, you called Dean but were surprised when Sam answered.

“Hello?” Sam asked, sounding confused.

“It’s Maria. I’m uh, I’m at the bunker. Where are you guys? Is Bubbles okay? Is she with you?” you asked him, leaning against the library table.

“Who is it?” you heard Dean practically growl in the background, making you roll your eyes with annoyance.

“It’s Maria. She’s at the bunker,” Sam told him, then began answering your questions, “Bubbles is with us. We’ll be back in a couple hours.”

“Is she alone?” you heard Dean in the background again. He sounded pissed, and you figured it was somehow because of you. Then you heard the screeching of tires.

“Yeah, I’m alone,” you answered Dean’s question, sitting down in the chair closest to you.

“I’m gonna put you on speaker,” Sam told you and did just that.

“What happened? Are you okay? Did that witch do anything to you?” Dean asked you quickly. To you, he sounded as though he was pissed. 

“Slow down. All she did was talk to me. I’m fine,” you said, trying to control your emotions. The things Rowena and Crowley had said were still jumbled in your mind. Plus, there were the things the brothers had said. And all of it was conflicting at the moment.

“What did she want?” Sam asked in a much softer tone. 

At least Sam seemed not to be mad at you, “She just wanted to talk,” you answered.

“What did she want to talk about?” Sam asked, and you felt the burn of tears in your eyes. 

You took several slow, deep breaths, forcing the tears to go away. You really didn’t want to cry while on the phone with either of them, “She said she could do the spell to awaken my powers.”

“What did she want from you?” Dean asked, and he still sounded angry. Why did you feel like it was your fault every time he sounded angry?

“Just a vile of my blood,” you answered as if it was no big thing. You hadn’t understood at the time just how dangerous that really was.

“Please tell me you didn’t agree to that,” Sam said, almost sounding worried.

“No. I told her I wanted to think it over first,” you replied, slightly annoyed. Part of you felt like they were treating you like a child like you couldn’t think for yourself and would just agree to anything without thinking first.

“Look, Sweetheart. We’re not trying to tell you what to do, but that is the last woman you want to give your blood to,” Dean said to you. 

Something about his tone got on your last nerve. You did well, though. You didn’t completely go off on him, but you did give him a mild piece of your mind. 

“I just called to tell you I was back and I’m fine and to find out where you all went. I’m gonna get something to eat and head to bed. Since it seems that you require to know my whereabouts now,” you said flatly, then hung up the phone.

At least you were alone in the bunker, and you yelled in utter frustration. Then, you went to the gym, locating the punching bag. You desperately needed to hit something, and at the moment, you wanted to hit Dean. So, you just pictured his face on the punching bag, letting it all out, hit after hit after hit. You’d never had something to hit before when you were angry, and this was helping far more than you ever thought it would. Then, though, as your body began to get exhausted, the tears slowly streamed down your cheeks.

Out of habit, you ran to your room. It was a long-embedded thing from childhood; if you were emotional, you did it alone in your room. For a while, you were curled in a ball, lying down crying, then sitting up and hugging your legs, your face buried in your knees, crying more. Everything hit you again.

You’d always been independent, taking care of yourself whenever you could. You hated feeling like a burden to anyone or that someone else had to take care of you. Now you felt like more than that, being at the bunker with the brothers. Then there were the things Rowena and Crowley had said about them. Everything felt so confusing, and you weren’t sure what or who to believe about any of it. Would the brothers really do anything for each other and let someone die to save one of them? 

The tears wouldn’t stop. Sometimes, they were slow; other times, they were hard, making your whole body shake as you sobbed. Now, there was this entire soulmate ordeal, and it was supposedly one of the three men you’d recently met. You still were having a hard time believing it was even possible that there was someone out there for you. Any normal person would have found you to be some kind of freak. At least, that was what you figured.

No matter what Astaria or her partner had said, you were still having a hard time thinking about it. The things they had both said about soulmates and how happy the two of them seemed to be only made you cry more. You had figured you’d never have something like that, and attempting even to consider it now only hurt more.

When you felt Bubbles nudge your arm as well as the bed dip, you didn’t even look up. You knew who was there. You didn’t want to see anyone or have anyone see you, even telling them to go away, but at this point, there wasn’t anything you could do about that. You figured they wouldn’t, although you partially couldn’t understand why. You were a mess. Even the touch of his hand on your arm through your flannel made you feel like crying again. It was soft, gentle, welcoming, and all you wanted to do was crawl into his arms and bawl your eyes out. 

After the two of them left, Bubbles stayed with you. Since your anger was gone at this point, you were a little more receptive than usual. Bubbles again nudged your hand, and you looked at her with sadness in your eyes.

“If you like Dean so much better, you could just go hang out with him,” you mumbled sadly to her.

The look of compassion in Bubbles’ eyes made you want to cry again.

Don’t cry.

You furrowed your brow in confusion, hearing those words in your mind. The voice was comforting, and you felt concern as well.

You’re not alone.

“I’m scared,” you whispered, feeling fresh tears.

Bubbles seemed to smile a little up at you. Trusting someone is scary. They’re nice, safe. Rowena is evil. Don’t trust her.

You shifted your position, crossing your legs, as you attempted to fully comprehend what was happening at this moment. This was the most she’d ever communicated with you. More questions flooded your mind, and you had difficulty figuring out where to start.

She tilted her head at you, like she was debating something. Talk to Astaria again. She can help you understand. Your soulmate is important. You need to let him get close to you.

You rolled your eyes, “I don’t even know where to start to believe that’s possible,” you grumbled.

It looked like she rolled her eyes at you, and you couldn’t help the small giggle, which was when Dean and Sam returned to your room. Your smile instantly faded when you saw the sandwich Dean had brought you. The slight burn of fresh tears stung your eyes again, and you couldn’t look up at him.

When Sam spoke though, you looked at him, still fighting the tears. All you could see was what looked like pity, like they saw you as a wounded animal or something, and it hurt. You gingerly reached out and put the hex bag in your flannel pocket after Sam set it down. It was something that somehow made you feel safer.

Not pity, concern. They are worried about you. 

The words in your mind made you want to cry again, but you couldn’t, not with the two of them in your room. There were things so engrained in you, like not crying in front of anyone, that you just couldn’t do it. The gentle way Dean told you to eat something also hurt in a way, although your brain took it wrong. So, when the two did leave your room, you waved your hand, closing it behind them.

Bubbles went over to the plate and pulled it closer to you. Eat. It will help you feel better. They care about you.

“I’m a burden,” you mumbled, and she sighed, but you picked up the sandwich. Even if you wouldn’t admit it, you were hungry. It was surprisingly tasty.

When you finished eating, Bubbles took care of your plate. Now, having a full stomach, though, and after having cried as much as you did, you felt beyond exhausted. You didn’t want to talk to Astaria. Hell, you didn’t want to talk to anyone. You curled up under your blankets and hugged your pillow. Sleep found you quicker than usual that night.

You were in the forest again, although closer to the little community than last time. Bubbles was hovering near your shoulder. A depressed sigh left your lips. You still weren’t sure how this was even going to help. Bubbles began flying further down the path but stopped and turned around when you hadn’t followed her. “Come on. She’s waiting,” the dragon spoke. “You can talk now?” you asked her, puzzled. “Sort of. It’s thoughts in other dimensions. But here it is words. Since our bond is stronger, you can hear me,” she explained. “Can others hear you, too?” you asked, raising an eyebrow in mild confusion. “Only your bloodline,” she answered plainly. You rolled your eyes and followed her as she flew to the community. Astaria was at the same table you sat with her at last time. Bubbles landed on the table between the two of you as you sat down across from Astaria. “Well, now. This is a surprise,” Astaria said. “What do you mean?” you asked her, more confused now than you were with Bubbles. She sighed, “I can tell you didn’t exhaust yourself. Your familiar brought you here. That means that you are having some deep-seated issues, and your familiar needs some help.” You had to think about that, although you were still confused, “I still don’t get it. She likes Dean more than me, though,” you mumbled. “Wait, is she talking to Dean?” Astaria asked you quickly. You looked down at the table. Bubbles had just been looking between the two of you the entire time. “He knew her name before I did,” you said quietly, feeling the sadness again.

That was when she lost it laughing, and you looked up at her. You didn’t find any part of this funny. At first, you wanted to yell at her. Anger was always easier for you. Then the sadness came, and you looked away from her. “I’m sorry,” she said between fits of laughter. Then, she gently scratched Bubbles on the head, looking down at her, “You got a stubborn one, didn’t you,” she chuckled again. You sighed and finally looked at Astaria again, “Can someone please clue me in whatever is going on?” you asked, attempting to keep your emotions in check. Having her call you stubborn only reminded you of the piece of paper which Bubbles had written that word on and handed to you earlier that day. Astaria caught her breath and looked up at you, “Lemme guess. You still don’t want to take a chance on that soulmate thing I told you about last time? Plus, you've just pulled away from everyone due to your life getting turned upside down.”  There was a compassionate sincerity in her tone that brought fresh tears to your eyes, and you quickly wiped them away, attempting to compose yourself. On your last visit you’d shared a lot of your life with Astaria. Plus, you remember her telling you that she had gone through this before, helping others who were like you, non-believers. “You know, if you keep living your life through fear, you’ll be miserable for a really long time,” she said softly, reaching out and gently squeezing your hand. “But… what if it’s Crowley?” you whispered, not trusting your voice and fighting back tears. You did notice how Astaria was holding back her laughter, “If it was Crowley, I’m pretty sure your little familiar here wouldn’t be chatting it up with Dean,” she said, giving you a wink.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you asked, still confused. With everything that had happened, your mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, and your emotions weren’t any better. All your nerves felt exposed and you felt stuck with the conflicting information and emotions. “You’re gonna have to make a choice, Maria. You can either keep going the way you are, or you can decide to take a chance and stop being afraid of all those what-if’s,” Astaria told you plainly but bluntly. She sighed, “For now, though, you should probably sleep. Your mind and body desperately need it.”

With that, the dream ended, but you slept, as did Bubbles. She was curled up against your chest above the blankets.

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[wishful-seeker]

I'm sharing this post from r/sasswitches on reddit because an eclipse is coming up, thus inevitably bringing out the new agers claiming eclipse energy is harmful and its important to debunk that.

Also this subreddit is great for new witches because it includes skepticism and talks alot about what weird witchy rules are bs, and how magic affects us psychologically which I think is really helpful and important because you can believe in magic and also be a skeptic and apply logic to your craft!

If you don't feel like clicking a link this is the truth about the spooky eclipse energy here was my comment on why this energy is said to be scary:

"It's just new age bullshit. Negativity is associated with it because people chose to be scared of it. Eclipses represent change, transformation, and letting go which is extremely healthy and necessary but people can be scared of change. Same reason why people are scared of moldavite, it's a bit of an overreaction. I love Eclipse energy, I made a spell candle on a stormy night of an Eclipse to remove blockages from my life and bring peace. It's my most potent spell, works everytime, and has never hurt me. I even remelted the wax when the candle was done to make new candles with and it still kept its energy and power and the spell still works. Eclipses are one of the most powerful tools, use them."

My rule of thumb in this community is: fuck around and find out, experiment, challenge things.

[whumpster-fire]

Routine Surveillance, Nothing Risky (Ch 1)

After rereading Golem's Eye I really, really wanted a "Queezle Lives" fic but I couldn't find one, so I've taken it upon myself to write it. I wanted to crosspost the full chapter on here but the Tumblr post editor won't copy/paste my footnote formatting in here properly and I don't want to go through the whole thing and redo it all, so please go to AO3 for the full chapter (T rating, no archive warnings apply, canon-typical violence)

AO3 Link

Summary: Queezle survives and escapes the golem by a clever but somewhat reckless plan. This is her account of her involvement in the Golem Affair and associated incidents, with additional commentary from Bartimaeus.

Chapter 1

Queezle

It was a dark and stormy night. The rain fell in torrents – except at numerous, frequent intervals, when it was scattered into blinding sheets by a violent gust of wind as it swept up the narrow, winding London streets (for it is in London that our scene lies)…

Sorry. Couldn’t resist.[1]

[1] Bartimaeus, if you are reading this, I told you the editor wouldn’t take that out. Pay up. Also,after seeing your account of the incident where you devoted over a page and a half to describing the weather, you have no room to talk.

But it is the truth. It was indeed night – a little while after midnight, in fact – it was dark, it was very, very stormy, and it was in London. For all I knew from what I’d seen, every night in London was like this, which might have explained why my friend Bartimaeus seemed to dislike the city so much. That and all the magicians of course. Two of every djinni’s least favorite things, present in abundance.

I think it might be my fault. Not the magicians, but the rain. The first night of our assignment, I remarked that surveillance duty couldn’t be that bad. Especially not compared to a war, because Bartimaeus mentioned that he’d only agreed to it because it was better than being summoned to fight in America [2] , and some of our other colleagues, including Zeno, said they’d rather have that task. I was a little surprised Bartimaeus was nearly ambivalent about the prospect considering how the last war we were in went [3], but he has been in far more of them than me. To tell the truth I was quite curious to see London at last. It was the new magical capitol of Europe, and the heart of the empire that succeeded Prague. In hindsight, it’s no wonder London’s magicians set out to conquer far-flung locations: it gave them a reason to leave this one.

[2] If only marginally, in his words.

[3] Not to spoil anything if your history class is about to cover the rise of the British Empire, but we lost.

But our charge offered little prospects for sightseeing, and the city’s residents, human or spirit, weren’t much in evidence. Every night it poured freezing, oppressive rain without stopping, driving anyone who hadn’t been ordered to patrol the streets on pain of… well, pain (i.e. me, Bartimaeus, Zeno et al) indoors. Night 2, I pinched an umbrella from a stand by the door at the government building we were summoned in. Unfortunately, the constant wind rendered it useless, and battered the thing so badly it soon looked like the wings of an imp that’s been run over by a lorry. More unfortunately, it turned out to belong to my master’s superior, Julius Tallow. I don’t see why he was so angry: he’d ordered his own servant, Nemaides, to commandeer a new one from a shop so he himself remained dry, but nevertheless I learned the names of quite a few new punishment spells the next morning.

(see the AO3 link above for the full chapter)

[daemonrot]

if ur worried about your content going on this-isnt-magic or modernwitchtips then maybe don’t share your practice on the internet till you know it’s legit

[ravenwitch45]

I Went Back Through Winx Season 4 and I have Feelings

Now you may have seen my post about my rewatch of Winx Club Season 3 where I shared a few frames that I liked and I wanted to share. Well now since apparently I'm rewatching the entire show now I went through Season 4 and I kinda wanted to do the same thing. Then that idea kinda mutated due to something I've neglected to mention.

I Fucking LOVE this season. It has problems I'm well aware but still. Believix is my favorite ever transformation, I love the season sound track and it brought so many cool characters into the show that are criminally underused these days. I'll talk about some funny moments, some sad ones, and ones that just make my heart soar with happiness, or ones that make me want more.

(Of course spoilers for season 4 but uh... it's been out for years so I'm not going to tag that)

Here we go, this is long so be warned but so are my feelings. (PS: this get's more intense and deep the further we go so... yeah, and it may become mulitple posts idk)

First up Tecna's face. Why does she look so mad?! Then again she literally threw herself into a vortex and got sucked into Ice Hell and now she has to do basic manual labor, honestly I'd be mad too.

"The Winx are going to beat you to death" saga continues (If I can find something in S5 for this I will howl like a hyena)

Okay tell me if I'm crazy but that girl with the purple curly hair looks like Stormy in disguise? Maybe that oppositus spell had lasting effects on her pchyche and created a second persona, who knows?

Oh and this! This camper van or whatever the specialists get the Winx has antena. Like seriously. I guess it could be to tie into their fairies which have insect wings but it still looks stupid. Also I'd feel like it's cause some issues line of sight wise.

Ogron: Oh you're apporaching me?

Bloom: I can't get kick your ass without getting closer.

This immediately made me think of that and I kind of love that.

Roxy going feral at Gantlos for calling Artu just a dog gives me life, also it's just so fitting for it to give her her fairy form

Oh and she's so pretty! I so wish she got to have more transformations eventually. She was robbed of Butterflix and you cannot convince me otherwise. She literally had butterflies already come on!

Gantlos is just so fucking done with the Winx's nonsense, and i'd say same but he's a fairy hunter so suffer.

Cursed Stella. That's it, good lord Girl what happened to you?

This Roxy outfit deserved so much more. I think it shows up once more and again in season six but still it's SO refresing to see Roxy in something new. Can we just agree Roxy deserved some more outfits later on instead of getting locked in that stupid paw shirt for all eternity. I'm sorry it's not that bad but it's just so old at this point to me good lord. Roxy got fucking robbed of everything.

I'm just going to say it, I love the wizard's outfits honestly. Especially how Duman, Gantlos, and Ogron are all in dresses/skirts and honestly there all a little feminine. What I don't love is that the only feminine men this show has ever had are some of the most sadistic villains as well. Men can be feminine and not be evil for Fucks sake!

And now for the Earth fairies to steal the show for a bit, particulary Morganna cause I completely forgot how much I liked her as a character. I love her design a lot cause she is gorgeous. I love her dress and her hair and even her wings even if there a little basic, her color scheme being green and blue makes sense cause from space... well those are the colors of the earth but before we leave this scene...

Why is everyone so surprised when she invites them to join her court? She hasn't even brought up the vengence so the shock seems strange to me, loving Bloom's face though. On a more somber note...

Right before the door closes you can see Morganna frown, which makes sense cause not only will her vengence force her to fight other fairies but she'll have to fight her daughter as well. Oooh I love details like this cause it shows that her being Roxy's mom wasn't a last minute idea and they thought it through (Well not really but we'll get to that later)

Let's take a small moment to appreciate Flora's cat. I don't know their name but I love them so much. Flower kitty supremacy, you deserved to meet your dumb wolf brother you sweet ball of cuteness

In fact let's appreciate all the fairy pets, and not only them but the fact all the Winx have little carriers for theirs and Bloom has one for both her's and Kiko. Flora making me mad jealous as usual cause I wish I could carry my cat around in a purse. So cute.

Not Roxy lowkey giving Timmy a "Why are you so thirsty?" look. Good lord I did not appreciate her enough when i first watched this.

And Diana is here, we can now bow. I really forgot how much i loved the major fairies cause dang. Her hair, her wings, her powers having the detail of lightning making it look a lot more wild compared to Flora's. Spectacular. I'll get to Aurora and Nebula don't worry.

I don't know if this has happened before but the Winx briefly glowing their respective color after transforming seems new. I don't know correct me if i'm wrong but I honestly really like it.

Musa and Tecna being really extra in the air for no particular reason I just love. I wish we got this more in the newer seasons cause now they just float there soulessly. Let my fairies be flamboyant!

Flora's hair normally

Flora's hair up. No. Fuck no that is not happening. There is no way all that hair can go up in those tiny buns, and that goes for Aisha too. What kind of Tardis scrunchies do they got?

And Once again Tecna's face is just priceless, I don't know what it is but it just makes me laugh

Ah yes, Roxy being told to hang back for... not really a good reason. Yeah she doesn't have Believix but they let her come along to deal with Aurora so what happened there? And you'd think a fairy able to get animals on their side would be fantastic for a mission in a wild rainforest but no. This is the beginning of the end for you Roxy...

Stella being completely calm so close to a wild snake is just... so cool to me. Cause going off the basic fashion girl character you'd think she'd freak out and scream but no. Stella is different, she's rebellious and she loves nature and the world and appreciates it and is nice to it. Stella got so degraded later on but she was so cool at first. I want this Stella back please.

Can I just say that Flora and Diana deserved more one on one stuff, there both fairies connected to nature and we get barely any stuff with just them. I would love a fanfic with these two just bonding- or OR Flora could bring some lynphean plants and show Diana, theres just so much potential and none of it was used. Enngh...

Also Diana is actually really tall, which as a tall girl myself I appreciate. Yes she is wearing heels but everyone does in this show so that point is mute. Love ya girl, sorry you just get ignored for the rest of the season though (Seriously why weren't her and Aurora at Tir Nan Og during the cermony?)

Okay well with Diana's venegence ended now so is this post, cause only thirty images per post so I'll make a sequel for the rest of this eventually.

[metalheddie]

In Full Bloom

summary: Spencer goes to the flower shop 1 (one) time and falls in love somehow.

tw: mention of medication, Diana's care facility, Diana lashing out mention

word count: 3.9k

a/n: Alright y'all!!! It's finally here! My first ever fic :) I apologize if some of it is a bit clunky or awkward... this is my first time writing and posting anything like this. I hope y'all like this as much as I liked writing it! and this is a Spencer x POC!reader :)

It was early Saturday morning when y/n opened her shop. Unlocking the doors and stepping inside. It was raining pretty heavily, too. She closed her pastel pink umbrella and put it in the basket next to the door. She stopped to take a deep breath, she loved the smell of fresh flowers in the morning. She walked towards the back to turn on her fairy lights and low lighting for her plants and put on her pastel apron with embroidery on the trim. She turned the radio on to the oldies station and Etta James’ Stormy Weather was playing,

Don't know why

There's no sun up in the sky

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps raining all of the time...

A perfect song for this morning. Singing to herself, she twirled as she moved towards her supplies, she got to work caring for her flowers and miscellaneous plants around her space.

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A few hours later, a light ting of the bell above the door of the flower shop sounded. Y/n hadn’t looked up from the bonsai she was trimming, as she was too immersed in her work to realize someone had walked in. When she finally looked up, she was surprised to see a tall and handsome stranger staring back at her. In that instant, she felt her heart stop for an eternity. He stood there a bit awkwardly as he waited to be helped. Snapping out of the trance she had previously been in, she walked over to the counter where he was standing.

“Hey there! How can I help you today?”

Her face slightly flushed but it wasn’t so noticeable on her tawny brown skin.

“Hi, um, can you help me find some flowers for- for my mom?”

Y/n noticed that he says this a bit sheepishly, almost as if he’s embarrassed to be getting flowers for his mom. Or maybe he’s just awkward, who’s to say?

“Sure! Is there anything specific you’d like to say with this bouquet?”

“Um, yes...well I just wanted to let her know that I appreciate her and I love her very much. She hasn't been feeling well recently, so I wanted to do this small thing for her just to let her know I’ll always be here…”

Y/n smiled at that. It was always so nice to see a man value his mom so much. It warms her heart.

“Aww, well I'm so sorry that she hasn’t been feeling well. I think that's so sweet of you to do this for her. I get my mom flowers when she’s not feeling well too” y/n says with a smile.

“So,” she says, clapping her hands together softly, “I think the best flowers to get her would be Carnations, pink of course, and daisies!”

Y/n excitedly moves around the counter and beckons him to follow her. He does this with a small smile, admiring how animated she had become.

“Why those specific flowers?” he asks.

“Well,” Y/n started, “Did you know that Carnations symbolize the love for a mother as well as the phrase 'I will never forget you’ ” The daisies mean innocence, motherhood, and purity. That meaning stems from the old Celtic legend. In Norse mythology, it’s known as Freya’s sacred flower. Freya is the goddess of love, beauty, and fertility, so it only makes sense that this would be her flower!” y/n continued excitedly.

The man nodded along in interest, all the while y/n was collecting and arranging the flowers in a lovely bouquet, putting them in a small and tasteful vase. She brought them over to the counter to ring him up, fixing the flowers as she went.

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Spencer’s POV

While on my way to my mom’s care facility, I saw a quaint little flower shop at the corner of the intersection. I decided to stop in and get some flowers for her. She hasn’t been doing well recently… She’s been lashing out at the nurses and is almost always agitated. Hopefully, this small act will remind her of all the love there is in life.

As I pull into the parking lot of the shop I notice the sign, hand-painted with a unique border that reads Fantasy Flower Shoppe. The side of the building is covered with several winding paths of ivy, truly giving it a fairytale cottage feel. The railing up the steps to the entrance has the ivy as well, acting as a guide to the sage green door.

I stepped through the door, mesmerized at the inside of the shop. There were plants and flowers hanging from the ceiling, on wooden tables, in large pots on the ground, and even in a large misty cabinet on the east wall. A small record player radio hybrid was nestled in between a budding avocado tree and a pot of budding bluebells softly playing what I believe to be I’ve Got a Crush on You by Ella Fitzgerald…

I've got a crush on you, sweetie pie

All the day and nighttime, hear me sigh

I’ve never had the least notion

That I could fall with so much emotion…

I looked around the room, searching for someone who could help me, that's when I laid eyes on the most beautiful girl in the world. She had dark, curly hair that fell to her shoulders wrapped in a cream-colored silk bandanna. She wore a cocoa brown dress with a beige long sleeve shirt underneath and an apron with what looks to be hand-embroidered flowers on the hem. I felt as though I was put under her spell as I gazed at her. She hadn’t looked up from her work, being so focused on trimming her bonsai, she hadn’t realized I had walked in.

I let my eyes linger on her a bit longer as I appreciated her focus. She must have felt my eyes on her, for she looked up and met my eyes. I quickly turned away, as to not make her feel uncomfortable, but also to hide the redness rising high on my cheeks. I suddenly realized what I came into the shop for in the first place.

“Hi, um, can you help me find some flowers for- for my mom?” I stuttered out, cursing myself internally for it.

She smiled sweetly and agreed to help me pick out the best flowers for her. She suggested I get Pink Carnations and daisies. I already knew that those would be the best choice, but I loved the sound of her voice. So as an excuse to continue to listen to her, I asked

“Why those specific flowers?”

I watched her eyes light up with a passion I never knew existed and proceeded to tell me the meanings and origins of both flowers.

“-so it only makes sense that this would be her flower!” she said

I nodded along in interest as if I didn’t already know the answer. She became so animated when she talked about the things she cares about. It was refreshing after being in the BAU for this long and witnessing so much hate and sorrow that came with the job. Seeing someone filled with passion and liveliness when it comes to making a career out of their hobbies was a wonderful thing. All this was not to say that I didn’t like being in the BAU. I wouldn’t be able to leave my family there, not now anyway.

Speaking of family, I need to go to the care facility before visiting hours are over.

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Y/n POV

I set the flowers on the counter, tying a silk ribbon around the vase just to add a little flair.

“Alright! That’ll be $10.50.” I said with a smile.

I look up from the register to see him staring at me with a crooked smile. God, he was cute. I wish I was confident enough to ask for his number… Hopefully, I’ll see him again someday. After admiring his features for what seemed like a lifetime, I realized we’ve just been staring at each other since I looked up at him. I start to get a bit insecure. Why has he been staring so long? Is there something on my face? Oh my god is that pesky pimple back?

As y/n was internally freaking out, Spencer on the other hand was basking in her beauty. He couldn’t believe he was standing in the presence of such an ethereal being like her. Her… Oh god. He doesn’t even know her name.

“Um,” y/n stuttered, “Hello? Are you alright?” She lifted her hand to wave it in front of his face to get his attention.

“Oh! I- I- uhh, Sorry about that. I got a bit distracted…” Spencer stumbled over his words like a teenager in love. “What was the total again?” he asked embarrassedly, a blush rising from the bottom of his chest to the tip tops of his ears.

“Oh, um it was $10.50,” she repeated with a newfound shyness, tucking a stray curl behind her ear.

Spencer tried not to fumble with his wallet too severely in an effort to save himself any further embarrassment in front of the pretty florist. That plan failed miserably because as soon as he pulled out his cash, several coins flew out of his wallet. He muttered a quick ‘I’m so sorry as he bent down to get them.

What he didn’t notice was y/n bending down to help him. As she collected the few that fell over by the counter and he collected the ones on his side, they both stood up slightly too close together and headbutted each other. It wasn’t hard enough to leave a bruise or bump, but enough to send a shock through both of them.

Y/n stumbled hard enough from the collision and surprise that she almost toppled over. At the last second, the handsome stranger reached out and grabbed her hand, effectively steadying her.

Rubbing her forehead y/n said “I'm so sorry! Are you alright?”

Letting go of her hand, Spencer replied “Oh, no I’m sorry, I didn't even realize you were right there. Is your head ok?” He was genuinely worried if she was ok.

“Oh, I’m fine, no need to worry!” y/n giggled.

Spencer set the money on the counter and put his wallet away. Y/n rang him up and gave him his receipt.

“Oh, wait! Before you go, I wanted to ask if you wanted to add a small card or note…free of charge” y/n said, the last bit a little sheepishly because of what (she hoped) she was implying. Unfortunately for her, Spencer was very dense when it came to flirting, so he didn’t pick up what she meant.

“Really? Thank you…”

y/n grabbed a card with a pretty border and one of her fountain pens. She looked up at him and nodded, waiting for him to start speaking.

“Live the wonderful life that is in you. Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing. I love you, mom. Love, Spencer.”

y/n smiled at that. This was one of the sweetest bouquets she’s ever had the pleasure of putting together, too bad he’ll be gone before she knows it.

“Well Spencer, you're all set! Thank you for stopping in today, I hope to see you again soon,” she says with a smile. Although this encounter was fleeting, she was enamored with him.

“Thank you for all your help. I wouldn't have been able to do this,” he gestured to the vase full of flowers, “without you, um, I’m so sorry I never got your name...”

“Y/n,” she supplied. “and it's no problem! Stop in whenever you'd like!”

With that, he walked out with a small wave and a smile. Y/n sighed happily, knowing that the rest of her day was going to go very well.

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Spencer’s POV

Once I left the shop and was on my way to the care facility, I realized I couldn't stop thinking about her. Like she put me under her spell as soon as I laid my eyes upon her. I want to see her again but it’s not like I get flowers all the time for people… Maybe I should do that, for the sake of the economy and helping out a small business. Also, it makes people feel appreciated, so what's not to like about getting and giving flowers?

By the time I decided that buying flowers for people would be my new gift-giving method, I had arrived at the care facility. I took a deep breath and exited the car. I was nervous to see what kind of day my mom was having. The last time I talked to her nurses, they said she wasn’t doing as well as they had hoped once they put her on new medication. I, of course, still wanted to visit her. She’s my mom, the person that has been there for me always.

After checking in and locating her I greeted her with a smile and a warm hug.

“Oh, Spencer! I’ve missed you so much! I have to tell you about this poem by Jane Austen I read the other day…”

“I can’t wait to hear it, mom.” He said. He was so glad she was having a good day. He wanted to tell her about y/n after she said her piece.

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“ ...and that's why I can never read it again without thinking about Stevie Nicks!” exclaimed Diana.

Spencer was having such a nice time with his mom and he must have lost track of time because when he looked at his watch it was almost the end of visiting hours. It completely slipped his mind to tell his mom about the beautiful girl who runs the flower shop.

“Mom… Do you believe in love at first sight?” he asks, a little out of the blue considering the conversation they were having before.

“Well Spencer, that’s a pretty hard question to answer. I think it all depends on the other person's first impression that they may have had on you before even opening their mouth to speak. Though I’m not sure if I’ve ever experienced that feeling firsthand…” she answered honestly.

Spencer sat there contemplating the advice he was given and said

“I met this girl today… She owns the flower shop just a few minutes away from here. She helped me pick out the flowers I gave you. She was kind and so smart. She knew the meanings of the flowers off the top of her head like it was nothing. Her smile could light up any room and I could tell she was so passionate about her job. I would like to think she would be my first experience of love at first sight…” he rambled hoping he didn’t sound foolish.

Diana looked at him and shook her head lovingly.

“She sounds wonderful, Spencer. Please tell her thank you from me the next time you see her.”

And with that, visiting hours were over and it was time for him to head home.

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The Next Day

The next day Spencer Reid walked into the bullpen with a smile on his face and a pep in his step. He was still a bit giddy from the encounter he had yesterday, playing it over and over in his mind. The perks of having an eidetic memory. Since he works with a bunch of profilers, they were able to analyze his cheerfulness and boil it down to-

“So who’s the special lady?” Derek asked as he walked up to Spencer’s desk with two mugs in his hand, one labeled ‘Spencer Reid’.

Spencer froze, trying to make up a lie to explain his cheerful mood. “I- uh, I was j-just visiting my mom yesterday and she was having a really good day. No other ‘ladies’ in my life, thank you” he said as he snatched his mug from Derek. Tasting it and mentally noting that it needed more sugar.

Derek looked at him and obviously wasn’t convinced, but he dropped it, for now, settling for “Alright pretty boy, if you say so…” he chuckled and walked away, leaving spencer glowing red at his desk.

He folded his arms on his desk and put his head between them to hide his blush. If the day kept going on like this, he might turn into a permanent tomato.

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A few hours later, after finishing his paperwork for the case they had finished a few days ago, he headed to Penelope’s office just to visit. In all honesty, she was just as much his best friend as Derek, just in a different way. She always gave him some much-needed positivity in his everyday life, and he will always be forever grateful to her for that.

As she walked into her lair she turned in her swivel chair and greeted him with a happy smile.

“What's Cookin good-lookin?” she teased, hearing from Morgan that something was up with him.

“Ha ha very funny Garcia.” he joked with her internally cursing Morgan for spilling the non-existent beans.

“Sooo…. Who’s the lucky lady that has caught the eye of the wonderful Junior G-Man?” Garcia teased, yet genuinely curious.

“There’s no girl I swear!” he lied through his teeth, and pretty badly at that.

Penelope shot him a look that said “Do not lie to the omnipotent being that is moi, I know all”

Spencer sighed and sat in the other spinny chair in her office and said,

“Yesterday I went to the little flower shop near my moms care facility just to do something nice for her because she hasn't been doing well recently,”

Garcia frowned a little at that and put her hand on his knee, comforting touches are just her thing and he knows that, so he doesn’t push her away, he places his hand on top of hers. He knows how much he cares.

“It was beautiful n there, but what really caught my eye was the girl working there… She was beautiful. She was so kind and she was incredibly smart. Her eyes were like honey in the sun and I’m sure she’s artistic because the sign out front was hand-painted… but all that aside, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her.” he continued.

Garcia was practically vibrating in her seat with excitement as he finished. She was just so excited to see him happy.

“Spencer oh my god! She sounds perfect! You need to ask her out like today.” she said while turning to her computer. Spencer has a feeling of what her next question is so he says,

“No, Garcia, I will not tell you her name so you can do a deep dive on her life.” as he side-eyes her. Her face contorted into a pout at his words.

“But Spencer please~, “ she begs. “I can find out all her favorite places so you can take her there for your date!”

“No Garcia… I want to get to know her properly. No FBI intervention. Plus, I want her to take me to her favorite spots because she wants me to, not because I already know what she likes…” he states as he imagines what going on a coffee date with y/n would look like.

“Alright alright fine, but pinky promise that you’ll fill me in on all the details when you eventually take her on a date.” She said while holding her pinky out for him to accept.

“Deal.” he said as he locked pinkies with her.

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As y/n went to start cleaning up for the evening, the light ting of the bell above the shop sounded once more. As tired as she is, she turns and slaps a happy smile on her face

“Hi welcome in! How can I help you today?”

As she turns she sees the handsome man from yesterday, Spencer, if she remembers correctly. He looks even more adorable than before with his sweater vest and all-star chucks. She smiles genuinely now, tucking her curls behind her ears in an attempt to seem more casual.

“Hi again… I um I needed to get some flowers for my friend. She just announced that she’s having another baby and I wanted to congratulate her with something other than future baby items because unfortunately, I have no idea what I would get for her if I went down that route…” he trailed off, stuffing his hands in his pockets and making the Awkward White Person smile, obviously nervous and giving himself away with the rambling.

Y/n was so excited at the news of a baby she immediately got to work.

“Oh my goodness how exciting! Does she know the gender yet?” she asked just so she can accurately style the bouquet.

“Yeah! She’s having a little boy.” He smiles at that and he visibly relaxes. Y/n takes that as a sign that he’s warming up to her a little.

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After half an hour of picking out the perfect flowers and placing them into a large vase, y/n finally tied a blue silk ribbon around the neck of it. She added a few finishing touches and voila! Her masterpiece was complete.

All the while Spencer was standing on the other side of the counter watching her work with such adoration in his eyes. He enjoyed watching her work. Adding flair and certain specializations to every bouquet to make them each unique.

After finishing y/n peers to the side of the large vase of flowers to look at Spencer in the eyes. To her surprise, he’s already leaned over and looking at her too. They share a brief moment of admiration of each other before getting embarrassed and looking away like a couple of high school kids.

“So, since this is a gift for a friend, It’ll be on the house…” she says desperately hoping he’ll pick up on the hint this time.

“Oh my god...I - I can’t let you do that. Here,” he takes out his wallet and tries to pull out 35$ in cash.

y/n reaches over and puts her hands over his. “That’s not necessary, really. I don’t mind…” she says this with a warm smile. Just being able to spend these few fleeting moments with him in her shop has brought her so much joy.

“Thank you… That’s so generous of you, but I can’t just let you give me a whole flower arrangement without something in return…” he stalls. “Would you let me take you out for coffee? I know a great spot near the farmers market, and it has a flower booth too…” His hands are trembling a bit but she doesn’t notice because she’s smiling so hard her cheeks are beginning to feel sore.

She nods enthusiastically and says “Yes. Of course, I’ll go out with you.”

She slides him a piece of paper with her number on it and leans over to kiss him on the cheek. He accepts it and flushes so brightly, it rivals that of the sun. They wave goodbye after scheduling their date for Saturday, and y/n could tell that soon this relationship would be in full bloom.

Fin~

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[kodzuken-chan]

Hello Yui chwan!! I wanna make a request of Body swap. I saw that word in a random game and can't take it out of my head. I thought of doing something and then you posted. Please take your time. But please make a Body swap with any character you are writing!!! I don't mind anyone of them. I love those four dorks so much. Please write Body swap with Reader please! Thankyou!!

A/N: Ohhh Hiyaaaa @vemuabhi chwannn, it has been a long time since you asked me hehe but I'm glad that you did🙏🤩

You're Requests are unique as usual and I always end up having alot of fun writing them, I'm sorry for the late reply tho

Here you go and I hope you enjoy it~!!

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💮Crazy Love💮

Pairing: Sanji X Fem.Reader

Genre: Horror / Fluff / Magic / Comedy / Agnst i guess?!

Warning: mention of spells, Body swap

A/N: it is right that this scenario is a Sanji x fem.reader one, but the first half will mostly be with Reader and Zoro, its Funny I promise 😀

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It was such a lovely day, everything was going so well, the sun was shiny, the waves rocked into Sunny go and everyone was relaxing over the deck, it has been almost around 3 week since your last stop, and you need to dock by an island soon, basically because your ship was running out of supplies based on your gentleman cook's words.

However, no one could do anything in terms of finding the new island, all what you have to do is to sail and wait until it shows up. Gladly nothing seemed to interrupt the joyful yet peaceful time you were all having, except for a certain strawhat captain who couldn't stay still in his place like the others, " Oii Nami, when are we gonna reach a new island?! Why its taking so long this time!!", Luffy exclaimed to the navigator, "Soon Luffy, Soon, just be patient" sighed Nami as she Takes a look on the log pose in her wrist, since its has been a while since you left Punk Hazard and made an alliance with Law and his crew, he's been on Sunny with all of you until you all reach Zou safely and he can meet his crew. Few hours later, Nami sensed something in the weather as she got up from her place, a bit confused, " Oi Nami... what's wrong?" Called Zoro from the palce he was sitting in, " I smell clouds, a stormy ones too, but how.. the humidity is too low, there is no chance of stormy clouds to be formed", stated Nami in a worried tone "Actually, I heard that this phenomenon occurs between time to time in the new world's sea, so i guess you don't have to worry much Nami" you smiled at the Navigator as she went back to her seat.

Soon enough, the weather immediately changed just as Nami expected, but it wasn't rainy at all, it was just the lightings and thunders hittng around crazily. A huge fog appeared infront of your sights, nothing was visible, plus it was already dark bcs of the clouds, everyone was looking around, trying figure what where are they setting themselves in a guarding positions, ready if anything appeared out of Sudden, until Nami gasped loudly which turned everyone's attention to her, " W-What's w-wr-worng Nami?!!" cracked Usopp, " T-The log pose...its spinning around crazily", stated Nami, this is when Brook spoke through the crow's nest speakers, " Mina-san! Nothing is visible from here, but i can see a huge shadow, maybe its an island", Luffy got all excited and wanted to sail ahead, Of course Nami refused and told him to wait, no one is sure about what's behind the fog, plus they can't risk their life carelessly like this, so Luffy pouted and just sat there. During all of this, you got immersed a bit in your thoughts about the situation, you felt a tap on your shoulder and so you turned around to find your boyife Sanji staring at you with a concerned expression, "Are you okay (Y/N)-chan, you're so quiet", you smiled and replied, " Yes, I'm fine, i was just thinking about our current state", you assured him, " oh, did you figure out something?", He asked, " Oh yes i guess, I'll let you all know now", you turned yourself to your crewmates and called them to shift their attention to you, "Mina~, I think we can get out of this fog, since Brook have seen a shadow behind the fog, it means that there is definitely something behind there, I think we should go ahead just as what Luffy said earlier, and try to cross this fog, don't you think?" You suggested and Luffy's face lit up again bcs you agreed with him to go ahead, "See?!!! Even Y/N thinks I'm right" exclaimed luffy proudly, everyone else looked unsure about your statement and we're looking at each other until Jinbei spoke up, "Y/N is right, we won't gain anything if we stood here, plus its getting late, let's move ahead and if something showed up, I'm sure everyone could stand against it", everyone was motivated at Jinbei's compliment and this when Luffy ordered him to sail further.

Gladly, you were able to get out of the fog thanks to Jinbei's skills, but What made you all surpised is that, there was really something behind the fog, it turned out to be an island. Docking by it, you all decided to sleep after convincing Luffy since it was already late. After having a delicious dinner, everyone went inside their bed rooms, and You joined Sanji in your shared bedroom, sleeping peacefully in his embrace. However, this night wasn't peaceful as everyone thought, a sparkling purplish smoke slowly crepted its way to the thousand Sunny covering it. In the next morning you're eyes flattered opened, but something felt weird, you couldn't feel Sanji's warmth next to you, instead you heard bunch of loud snores, confused, you sat up feeling a slight breeze hitting your bare skin, but wait as you remember, you slept wearing Sanji's shirt last night, you looked down, and almost screamed if it wasn't for your hands covering your mouth last minute as you pulled the covers over you, trying to process what happened you touched your head and felt the absence of your long hair, then touched your left ear feeling 3 earings dangling from it, when you peeked down, you saw a long scar on your chest, this is when your heart dropped in your feet, turning around, your realized that you were in the boys headquarters, getting of the bed, you slowly wore a shirt and headed outside to your shared bedroom.

At the same time, in your shared bedroom with Sanji, Zoro's eyes flattered opened , he was uncomfortable bcs he's basically wearing a shirt, okay lets say it was your body after all so yeah , when he turned his head around, he saw Sanji sleeping peacefully next to him, and yes that scared the shit out of him, jumping out of the bed, he fell on the ground sweating trying to process how the hell he ended up here, this is when he realized that he's not in the men's headquarters, more than that, he felt his body kinda small, yet light and he has a long hair, he freaked out, he got up and ran to your dressing table and his jaw dropped when he saw his reflection, " W-what the-", he said as he rushed out to find his body, and BOOM!! The two of you bumped into each other falling on the floor. " Zoro You!!!!-", you " Y/N!! What the Heck!!!", You yelped at each other in surprise, the funny thing was that it was indeed that your bodies got swaped, however, it was just your souls, Zoro was in your body talking with your voice and the same was for you. Few minutes later after you both calmed down, you decided to sit up in the crow's nest to avoid other Strawhats for the meanwhile, "Okay so what are you gonna do?" He asked, " I don't know...we need to find a way to get our bodies back! *Sigh* but until then, we should act like nothing is wrong and-" you said but got interrupted by Zoro, "Hey! We can't keep quiet on this! I can't let that ero cook treat me as if it was you eww that's gross!!" He exclaimed, " But-But I can't let Sanji see me like this, its so embarrassing!" You said pouting, Zoro wanted to argue back at your statement, however, he couldn't say anything because he felt bad for you as he saw your pouty face. " Fine, but if it started to get weird Imma tell everyone, Now I'll start my workout session, you can leave if you want-" he said before getting his ear pulled by you, " Wait what?! Workout?!?! No no no Mr. Roronoa Zoro, you won't touch any of these as long as you're in my body, you maybe be strong, but remember You're in my body" you claimed, "Then you stay away from that ero cook, Don't do anything stupid while you're in my body as well" he said, and everything was settled like this.

To avoid any misunderstanding, you both stayed quiet away from other's sight except during meal times, on those times, you both shared glances at each other until your eyes fell on Law, you suspected him so you kicked Zoro who was in your body slightly to tell him that you need to talk individually with Law. Once the meal was done, you met Law down in the aquarium, actually you suspected him at the beginning for your body swap with Zoro, however, you knew well that Law wasn't the type to do such things out of sudden, but its not wrong to check. " Law-kun" you called the doctor who was super confused at the sudden honorofic from the swordman who was actually you, " I know you're confused, but...you see...-" you couldn't find the right words after all, it was embarrassing, Zoro noticed you getting flustered so he continued what you were trying to say, " Oi Torao, Are you responsible about this body swap?!" Zoro glared with your eyes, but Law was super confused, "What's wrong with you Y/N-ya? Why are you talking like this?" He asked Zoro, "Its Zoro!" Exclaimed Zoro, "Law-kun, you see, our bodies got swaped, Zoro is in my body and I'm in his, did you perhaps did this, if it was you please bring us back" you said, Now Law fully understood the situation so he simply stated, " Why would i swtich your bodies out of nowhere?", You and Zoro sighed and looked at each other, and soon you heared your Captain calling both of you because they're going to explore the mysterious island, leaving your problem aside for the mainwhile, you headed out and got ready to join luffy and the others.

Now the exploring team included everyone except for Franky and Jinbei who stayed on Sunny Go, walking between the bushes and trees, Sanji noticed how weird you were acting, in fact, you were walking away from him and never spoke to him ever since this morning, no hugs, no kisses, not even a good morning, he thought that you are tired or something, so to clear his doubt, he approached your figure having zero clue about Zoro being in your body, " Sweetheart, are you okay? You've been acting all weird ever since this morning, is there anything bothering you?" He asked with a concerned face, but he only got an annoyed semi-disgusted expression from you which had him confused, he thought that he was the reason for your quietness today, after all he noticed how have you been hanging around Zoro today, you watched him from the back but you couldn't stand that,you don't want him to blame himself for something that he didn't do, you thought that if you told him about your current body swap state, he might avoid both of you, but that's much better from getting his heart broken, so you stopped on your tracks clenching your fist, " W-wait! Mina...." You exclaimed lowering your head, everyone turned to you confused, your face started to get red, "Wait! Zoro! Your face is turning red!! Are you okay-" Nami said before you started talking back, " ITS (Y/N)!....its me ....(Y/N)..." Your Zoro like voice got lower and lower as you stated your name, and it was silent for the upcoming minutes, no one said anything, so Zoro broke this silence, " We Don't know how this happened and who's behind it...its just that we woke up this morning and our bodies were swapped", said Zoro as he stepped next to you in your tiny figure, everyone's eyes widened screaming with " EHhhhhhhhhhh?!!!!", But you didn't care, a certain blonde's reaction was the only thing you wanted to see, and as expected, he had his jaw dropped making the dangling cigarette fall down, " This...is ... impossible...no...no..." Sanji said beneath his breath, he stared at you and then at Zoro, his color Suddenly drained from his face, he lowered his head and said nothing but walked ahead everyone, " Oiii Sanji where are you going?!!" Called Luffy, " I will go from this side to explore, you can continue exploring from that side, I'll inform you if i found anything" stated Sanji as he disappeared between the trees.

You Knew that he would react like this, but why does your heart hurt so much? The tears began to form in the brim of your eyes and your silent sniffs were heared by everyone, they looked at you, they didn't like the expression on your face especially when you were in Zoro's body, you crouched and hid your face between your knees and started crying silently " He sure hates me now..*sniff*", "Oi (Y/N) Don't cry, I'm sure he doesn't" said Usopp, " Usopp is right, Sanji-kun is just confused (Y/N), I'm sure he knows that its not your fault" told you Nami as she tapped your shoulders. Zoro felt guilty, at first he didn't understand why would you keep quiet about the whole body swap situation, but now he knew why, " Oi (Y/N)!, Stop crying, I'm gonna get our bodies and that shitty cook back too" Said Zoro as he walked in the same direction that Sanji went to, " Then i guess i will come along too" stated Robin with her iconic smile, "I'll join you too" exclaimed Chopper, " Nice!! Robin and Chopper, Now I won't get worried over Zoro getting lost in (Y/N)'s body" giggled Nami, and this how the three of them got spreated from You, Nami, Luffy, Usopp, Brook and Law. You looked at them, feeling so touched, when you felt a tap in your shoulder, you looked up and Brook was smiling to you, " (Y/N)-san, Don't worry, everything is going to be alright", you noded in response and continued walking along with everyone else.

On the other side, Sanji was walking alone, and speaking to himself, " Kiso, Kiso Kiso!! Why did I stare at her like this?! Am I stupid, UGH!! This is not her fault, I have to look for this bastard who made my (Y/N)~chan Suffer like this". " OI Ero Cook!!" Called Zoro from away of course with your vocie, Sanji got chills at hearing this name from your angelic voice, ( and Literally looked like this👇🏻)

he turned back and angryly argued with Zoro, "Oiii Temae Marimo!, Stop talking like this in my (Y/N)-chan's body!", "HuH?! Don't order me around, you made (Y/N) cry!", exclaimed Zoro, and Sanji froze, he made his beautiful (Y/N)-chan cry, " She thinks that you hate her now" continued Chopper. "W-what....No no there is no way i would hate her just bcs of an unexpected incident like this I-", said Sanji when he got interrupted by Robin, " We know Sanji, you love her So much, but first let's get her and Zoro's bodies back, i think i know how" ,everyone looked at Robin who pointed at a medium size Castle located over a high hill, "What do you mean Robin-chan?" Asked Sanji, "I'm saying that Zoro's and (Y/N)'s body swap's cause can be from there, it seems suspicious, maybe they were effected by a type of magician spell", explained Robin, " But couldn't it be because of Torao's df? I mean he cant swtich bodies too" said Chopper, " We already asked him, it wasn't him", confirmed Zoro, " actullay its obvious that he's not the one who did this, back then at Punk hazard Toroa-kun swtiched your bodies,he didn't swap them, at that time your voices, abilities have all swtiched to the other person's body, however in (Y/N)'s and Zoro's case, their minds got swapped only, even their voices haven't changed", explained Robin again. Everyone understood the difference and decided to head to the abandoned strange castle.

Coming back to you and the others, You were walking ahead as well, and coincidentally spotted the castle, Nami thought in the same thing as Robin, in which, the cause of your body swap might be from that castle. It didn't take much time until you met with Sanji's Team infront of the castle's gate, the atmosphere was so akward, especially between you and Sanji, he didn't even look at you, you did the same too. Everyone was silent, until Sanji spoke up, " (Y/N)-CHAN!), I LOVE YOU! I'LL GET YOUR BEAUTIFUL BODY BACK So please.... Ehum... don't.. don't misunderunstand my previous reaction.....it wasn't intentional..." He said aloud not looking at you, a pinkish blush spreaded over your cheeks, and made a smile appear on your face. Form this point, the Monster trio went ahead first and the rest of you followed them to the abandoned castle, and it didn't take alot of time for you all to reach to the villian, who was a mid-aged magician. He sarcastically laughed at all of you, taking a looked at both of you and Zoro, he scoffed, " Well well, never thought that my spell would work essentially on pirates, especially the famous Strawhats pirates hahahahahahahahahaha", Sanji got more agitated, his vines even popped up, "You Bastard!! Bring (Y/N)-chan's body back!!" He yelped, but only to get spelled by the magician, " W-What the! I- I can't move!!!", Exclaimed Sanji, you along with Luffy Nami, Usopp and Chopper called out Sanji's name, the magician mocked once again, " of course, You won't be able to move, my spells are unbreakable, unless if i broke them myself, plus i don't need their bodies swapped anymore, I got enough negative energy from them, and its boring that everyone knows about it now" as he threw another spell over you and Zoro, However, Both of you fell down unconscious immediately, "ZORO!!! (Y/N)!!!!!" Screamed Luffy, Sanji wasn't able to move, he yelped your name desperately unable to do anything, the rest of the crew came infront of your unconscious bodies and protected them, " How dare you touch my Nakama!!!! I'll beat you!!!!", Said Luffy angrly, but Little everyone knew, your bodies came back to each other.

This is how the fight started between Luffy and the Magician, it was true that Luffy had a hard time adjusting to his attacks and repelling his spells, however, he mangaed to fight him until he sent the magician flying away from the castle, and since the magician went unconscious, the spell that was controlling over Sanji was broken, now he's free, he ran immediately to everyone who gathered around both of you, gladly Zoro was able to wake up quickly, So Chopper immediately called him with your name thinking that you're still under the spell, " (Y/N)!!! (Y/N)!!" He called with tears filling his eyes, " Oi Chopper its me Zoro, phew~ I got my body back" Zoro smiled like an idiot as he looks at himself, Sanji was relieved that Marimo is back to his body, but his eyes immediately turned to your unconscious figure, until you jolted a bit and your eyes flattered open, you holded his suit and pulled yourself to his embrace, " Sanjii....., Sweetheart I'm back....." You cried as you giggled, his arms immediately pulled you even closer, he kissed your head and then scanned you, " Are you feeling okay? Does it hurt anywhere? Let Chopper check on you-", he said until he got interrupted by your finger that was placed on his lips, " Shhhh.....I don't need check ups....just let us stay like this for a while, its enough to charge me" as you snuggled to him, Now Sanji felt more guilty bcs of his attitude towards you earlier so he muttered a sorry beneath his breath as he stroked your hair, but you shook your head, "Don't apologize, I would react like you if i was in your shoes... I know you meant no harm, so don't blame yourself", he was silent for few seconds, but then cupped your cheeks and leaned to give you a passionate kiss, it lasted for a while before hearing a Loud Ehum from a certain long nose guy, everyone giggled and decided to return to Sunny go leaving this cursed Island, of course your prince carried you in a bridal style all the way to the ship and showered you with affection for the rest of the night 💙🌌🙆🏻‍♀️

The End

[gothic-aesthetic-gal]

🦉𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔏𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔱 🦇

Tanz der Vampire Krolockxreader

Warnings: Some mild violence and gore (in keeping with the level you might read in classic gothic literature)

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Chapter 12 - Dressed in White

((Slight warning, this chapter gets somewhat steamy but never overtly pornographic, so if that kind of thing is not for you, you can always skip ahead and you won't lose any important plot))

Herbert was off to see his handsome student in the city once more and you and the Count sat at the dining table again. He'd watched you eat and you had engaged in some mundane small talk, avoiding the topic of your fight and whatever had been about to happen afterwards.

"I wanted to thank you" you said after a while, looking into the roaring fire.

"What for?" he asked.

"For hiding me here."

He smiled softly.

"I would not have handed you over my dear, surely you knew that."

"I hoped so, but I thought after our argument that maybe..." you trailed off.

"I was wrong to tell you to leave. You may stay as long as you wish," he interjected.

You smiled at this and sipped at your glass of wine.

"I meant to ask before, what became of my rosary?"

The count looked slightly unerved by your question.

"I put it in a box, I can retrieve it for you if you wish."

"Why did you take it?"

"There are many things which cannot harm us, but like the bite of the werewolf, the cross can cause us pain..."

"Oh, then I don't need it back. I was simply curious. I don't ever use it as much as anyone would like any way..."

He laughed at this.

"Is there anything else which has an effect on you? The sunlight burns you, a werewolf bite can kill you, and crosses cause you pain...?"

"Yes, all true. A silver stake to the heart also spells the end of us. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."

You shuddered a little at the thought and downed the last few sips of your wine at once. The fire was roaring in the hearth thanks to Koukol's efforts. The count might have thought you foolish but you had followed him out into the woods in the afternoon to help him gather logs.

"May I ask something of you?" You said tentatively, breaking the melancholy silence that had fallen.

"Yes..." he answered with a faint hint of concern in his voice.

"Could you break open the chest in my room? Only the duke has the key and I know not what it contains... but as far as I am concerned it belongs to me, not him".

"Of course, I will do it now," he said, rising from his seat and extending an arm to you.

The rain poured down outside as he led you up the steps and into your room. Grasping the iron lock in his hand, he crushed it like a walnut and the pieces clattered to the floor. You marvelled at the ease with which he could break something so strong for a moment, before stepping beside him and placing your hands atop the heavy chest. Lifting the lid, you were first met by the sight of seemingly endless folds of pristine white fabric - your wedding dress.

In a daze you lifted it from the box and held it against your body before the mirror. The dress was beautifully exquisite, there was no denying it, but something about it unsettled you. It symbolised capitulation, the golden walls of a circular prison being slipped onto your finger... the waterfall of crystal white fabric loudly announced your purity and fragility to the world. To marry the duke would be to destroy yourself, he would own you. Krolock regarded you with a soft expression and somehow you knew he felt what you did, somehow he knew what you were thinking in that moment. He gently took the dress from you and draped it over the chair beside the bed.

At the bottom of the chest sat a heavy purse filled with gold coins, a few items of fine jewellery which had belonged to your mother, and a few pieces of tarnished silverware in much need of a polish, as well as some of your father's documents sealed into a leather folder concerning his investments and land.

"This is not your worth," said the count, placing a hand upon your shoulder.

You turned to look up at him and felt small and insignificant in his shadow, wishing that you were like him so that you could be free from the heavy constraints upon you.

"I do not want to marry him, and therefore I cannot," you sighed.

"Good. It is better to be guided by your heart, to learn to do only that which you desire... to be free," he said, embracing you.

The soft velvet of his cape fell smoothly over you and you felt comforted by it; safe from all the horrors of the outside world.

"You are so beautiful," he said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear as he gazed deeply into your eyes.

"As are you," you replied, eyes combing over the angular features of his face.

He smiled.

"I would very much like to kiss you," you said, burying the feelings of shame that accompanied the confession.

Hearing this, he pulled you close to him, with one hand on the small of your back like he had in the dance, and the other cupping your face. Dizzy with anticipation time seemed to run slowly for a moment, and then he brought his lips to your own in the wash of pale moonlight. His lips were soft against your own and he kissed you gently at first, but as you mirrored his movements, you began to kiss him back with deepening intensity, throwing your arms loosely around his neck. He pulled you yet closer to him so that you could feel your heart beating loudly against his chest. You felt like the rolling waves of a stormy sea, breaking against the shore as he laid you on the bed. The cage of your desire was broken now, the bird within had finally set flight and there was no way to recapture it.

You methodically undid the buttons of his silken shirt, starting at the neck and working down. He began to gently kiss your neck and the wolves of the forest erupted in a chorus of howling as you melted in to the darkness. You had never felt so alive.

As you explored one another's body and soul a fragment of Sappho echoed around your head like a refrain: "love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done". He seemed to light a fire in you which had always yearned to burn, and as you sank into one another you felt powerful and free.

When it was over, you fell back into his pale arms and breathed deeply as he held you. He kissed the top of your head gently and caressed your hair as you laid your head against his cool bare chest. There was nowhere in the world you would have rather been than with him in that moment and you wished it could last forever.

Continue to the next Chapter ⬇️

[horizonwalkers]

Do you think it breaks balance too much to expand a class' spell list to incorporate more flavorful spells? For example, I have a swords bard pirate character I want to give more oceany/stormy spells to, but don't feel love multiclassing into sorcerer.

no and i have an entire post about why i think spell lists r bullshit somewhere but, tldr, i don’t think it’s gamebreaking to take spells that fit your character as long as you’re not exploiting it for mechanics (ex. a wizard taking cure wounds for spell mastery). i think a lot of people have an issue with it because it breaks like the sort of niche and power set of each class so all spellcasters sort of get blurry and merged if they could all theoretically cast the same spells, but i also think like. so much work goes into a character and the type of spells and magic that they cast that it makes more sense to have more flexibility in what you want to be able to cast because like. idk there’s nothing worse to me than taking a spell for mechanics rather than because i think my character would actually know it. 

here’s a post i made about ways to flavor your character without going full homebrew on it

[sabitherunt-blog]

The "Official" Skyrim OC Interview Meme

So I've seen posts like this before and I decided to give it a try. Hopefully it will be a little entertaining. I know most people add a picture of their character but unfortunately I don't have any artwork of my oc yet. So, here's a cute little black cat instead.

1. Let's start with an easy one. What race are you?

Kahjiit

2. How old are you?

Not sure why it matters, but I'm 17.

3. What is your name?

Sabi Mhadavi

4. Is that your real name? If not, what is?

Yes, it's my real name.

5. Is there a reason or meaning behind your name?

My mother named me Sabi because I was born with black fur and sabi means black, hence the name. Not very creative now that I think about it.

6. Where do you live?

Dawnstar.

7.Where are you from?

I was born in Cheydinhal. Well technically I was born on the road to Cheydinhal.

8. OK, so let's talk appearance. What color is your hair?

Pretty sure I already mentioned it before but my fur is black, except for a small white patch on my...*blushes* Never mind.

9. What color are your eyes? 

Most people don't notice but my eyes are actually two different shades of blue. My right eyes is almost an icy blue but my left is more of a stormy blue.

10. Any family members to speak of?

Of course! I have Cicero, of course, and Nazir, Babette, oh and some really nice initiates whose names I haven't learned yet...Oh you meant blood relatives. Sadly no. My mother,  Baset, died when I was little and I never knew my father.

11. Pets?

Pets? In the sanctuary? Very funny.

12. Alright. Do you have any special abilities or powers?

Not really. I know a few fire spells but that's it. Oh, unless you count being the Listener.

13. Are you single or taken?

*smiles and bats at the Sithis amulet hanging around her neck* Taken.

14. What do you like to do?

Sleep. I like to sleep. I also like to hoard shiny objects and chase small creatures. Yes, I'm aware I sound like a walking, talking cliché. No, I don't care. *sticks out tongue*

15. What are some of your bad habits?

Well for one I worry too much. I also tend to hiss at things I don't like, like water, or dogs.

16. Have you ever hurt anyone?

Yes.

17. Killed anyone?

Well I am an assassin, so yes.

18. Is there anyone you look up to?

I've learned so much from my dark family. Like cooking from Nazir, and potion mixing from Babette, and how to assassinate someone "properly" because apparently I was doing it wrong, from Cicero.

19. What animal do you or your friends associate you with?

*snorts* A cat,  duh.

20. Would you like to get married or have children one day?

*sighs* It's a sweet thought, but the dark brotherhood isn't exactly the place to raise kids.

21. Do you have any fanboys\fangirls?

Cicero

22. What is something that scares you?

Spiders. Especially the giant ones. Also werewolves, but don't tell anyone.

23. What is something you love?

Cicero. Wait you said something, not someone. *laughs nervously* Warm. I love to be warm.

24. Something you hate?

Skyrim. Cold, water, werewolves.

25. Where is your favorite place to be?

In my bed, asleep, where it's warm. Preferably with lots of blankets and furs.

26. What do you usually wear?

Something warm unless I need to wear my shrouded armor.

27. How large are your *ahem* assets?

Very funny *laughs then stops abruptly* Oh wait, you're serious. That's none of your business. Who asks that?

28. I'm the one asking the questions here.

Geez. And they call me catty.

29. Are you ready for this interview to be over?

No. I enjoy wasting my time answering pointless, personal questions. Can't you tell?

30. Well it's not over yet.

*snorts sarcastically* Hooray

31. Top or bottom? Dominant or submissive?

*blushes* Next question.

32. Any fetishes?

Maniacal, murderous jesters. But only Cicero.

33. Indoors or camping?

Indoors. Where it's warm.

34. Would you rather go swimming in a lake or the ocean?

Okay, let me reiterate. I HATE water. Therefore I do not swim, OK?. Try to keep up.

35. What are your thoughts on pie? 

Yummy but I prefer sweet rolls.

36. Favorite drink?

*whispers* Skooma...Oh um Argonian Bloodwine.

37. Okay, last question.

Finally.

38. Did you enjoy this interview?

Oh, absolutely. Not.

40. Well, now it's over

Yay! Now go so I can go back to bed. Seriously, go. Now, before I stab you.

Yay! All done. Hope you enjoyed it and I would love to see other people's oc interviews. Please repost and thank you.