#* &. MAY I SAIL TO THE FAR FIELDS OF FORTUNE; WITH DIAMONDS & PEARLS AT MY HEAD & MY FEET. — AESTHETIC.

[onepiecc]

In a quiet moment, Thea slips her arms around Nyssa's shoulders from behind, leaning against the mer's back with a melancholy sigh. "I cant sleep," she says quietly in her companion's ear, "I feel restless, my thoughts are a jumble.." She was reluctant to admit what weighed so heavily on her, that ever present sense of impending loss.. "Will you sing me something, Nyss? Please?"

The pair were resting in a nest that was built by the other using soft grass and materials they had around them to help them sleep comfortably even on the ground. They were traveling in search of something that the unicorn wanted to reclaim once they heard rumors of the object. The mermaid was more than happy to travel alongside her partner even though it was difficult at times when they were going through a town. However, this evening her lover seemed estranged. Thea was quieter than normal, not having said anything most of the day and her aura just felt negative, like something was causing her to be upset. Nyssa knew to give her space and not say anything as if she needed anything, Thea would speak up for herself. As they lay in the soft grass in the middle of the meadow with a fully starry sky above them, the mermaid noticed it was a cloudless night. As the smaller female wrapped herself around Nyssa, she listened to her request about wanting a song. Closing her eyes the queen parrot fish mermaid was trying to think of something that might be good for the mood. Something uplifting and not said to help raise their spirits. 

🎶Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay .Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby. Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay

And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow. Bless you with love for the road that you go

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune. With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune. May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you. To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm .Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay. 

May you bring love and may you bring happiness. Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you. I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay

May there always be angels to watch over you .To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay 🎶

Nyssa did her best at singing a lullaby to try to help her lover drift to sleep. Her voice was soft and gentle as it slowly grew in strength and volume without being overpowering. The goal was to help Thea through whatever emotions she was going through even if it meant the other as to keep it bottled up inside or letting it out anyway, but the mermaid was going to be there to support her no matter what. Squeezing the arms that embraced her gently as the song came to an end, she stared up at the night sky before speaking.

“Would you like another song?”

[onlylibertya]

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[bluwails]

Ive been real inspired by @chipper-smol 's au. I find myself snickering at Ghost/feral's antic mainly because I have young siblings and in my home there is never a dull moment. Child antics are literally my life rn and I cant help but relate.

So while on a nostalgic trip i was struck with this poorly written fic. And I hope you enjoy.

No edits because we die like men!

The time for rest had asserted its hold over Hallownest again as bugs wound down from the days toils. The servants and knights had quietly excused themselves to their personal quarters and the kingsmoulds that marched dutifully down each hall had slowed to a silent pace.

The white Lady had taken in the idea to walk the palace before retiring to her personal quarters for the evening. Dryya, her most respected and loyal guard, walked quietly behind her as she stiffled a yawn much to the white lady's amusement. She had dismissed her hours ago to rest but she stubbornly stuck to her and insisted on being around to protect her on her leisurely stroll.

" Your majesty, you need not worry for me. I will-" Dryya gaped stiffling another sign of encroaching sleepiness," -be with you until you retire to your bedroom."

She still felt fascination bubble under the surface as she observed her; a warm aura seeping off of her.

As a higher being they will never need these things like rest or daily meals. But they merely adopted the actions to blend more with the society around them. Just like her dear wyrm, Things like sleep were never on the forefront of their mind. They could spend decades awake and unbothered by the need. But they made resting a habit to demonstrate that one should rest after work.

Shuffling down the halls toward her favorite veranda befor she heard an unfamiliar scuffling. It was hurried but small. Most likely a small bug.

"Behind me your majesty." Dryya hissed pulling her nail from her side her alert instantly raised. As late as it was not many would be awake, much less in the halls working so fervently.

As they turned the corner they spotted two familiar horns working quickly with a brush and bottles of ink.

It was the feral vessel.

" You cheeky Sqwib! " she screamed shocking the little vessel. Their small hand dropping the brush they'd use to vandalize the walls. "You are at it again!" Dryya huffed indignant at the vessel as she marched over, sheathing her nail, and quickly bonking them between the horns.

" Do you know how you terrified the Queen?" She growled seizing their ink colored hands. " and to top that, you dare vandalize the white palace yet again!"

"Dear knight, there is no reason to be so harsh. " the white Lady softly appealed. "The walls can be cleaned and the ink replaced but the trust from a child cannot." She calmly lectured using a branch to pet the vessel.

"You are to lenient with them my lady." She huffed releasing them. Dryya was no fan of the feral vessel. Time and time again they'd watch and suffer their pranks. Many a time her nail was stolen only for it to be returned muddy or, miraculously, bent at the tip.

She was not the only one of the five knights to have their belongings weaseled from them and returned in less then favorable conditions.

"They are just being a child Dryya." WL cooed as she slowly squatted in front of them. "Soften your heart towards them. If only for me."

The knight reluctantly huffed again as she faced away. "Praise the Queen's endless patience, you little tyrant, you are saved for now. "

The white Lady smiled warmly as she looked the small vessel over. At this time they were meant to be tucked away in bed. The schedule their father made, though strict was optimize for their healthy growth. She suspected in full that the pure vessel had curled themselves into bed without a second thought, while their sibling ran through the halls causing their daily commotion.

In all honesty, she found their outbursts charming. Each trick, prank and shenanigan they pulled continuously showed her how lively they truly were. When they'd arrived from the abyss with their sibling, she lamented at their sight. Seeing them as nothing more than walking corpses until she heard of what would honestly sound like a farce. They'd barely stepped foot into the white palace before they entered a meeting between the dreamers, with no command or reason, and unleashed the most ungodly revolting smell. Shocking and disgusting the entire gathering forcing them to vacate the room entirely.

When her wyrm ranted about them that evening on how they indignantly, stomping their tiny grub feet and blantly ignoring him, forced them to clean the entire room alongside the retainers as punishment she could not help but laugh in an odd mix of relief and joy releasing a knot in her chest she did not know she held.

Looking again to the picture on the wall it was of clearly her dear wyrm. Her giggle chimming like bells as she observed it further. It was simple and childish as but it was an accurate representation of her wyrm. His elegant crown like horns now simple zigzags, their fangs drawn large and silly, with their tongue poked out in a not very gentlemen manner. (She suspects this is how they saw their father when they ranted at them.) It was crude, hurriedly painted, and was encompassed by tiny hand marks and had all the makings of a goofy Caricature and she wished she could save it.

"I see the throws of art beckoned you from your deep sleep small one." knowing full well they did it to mess with the king again. "maybe we should have Lurien tutor you to bring out your talents?" She questioned aloud watching the vessel furiously shake their head from the corner of their eye.

"Then what brings you from bed?"

The child twisted at their fingers looking down as they snuck peeks at her face.

They signed quickly keeping their ink covered hands slightly in sight. But It obvious it was something else. It was no news to her that they held many things back from them. And the curiosity of what it could be danced in the back of her mind, but she refused to force them anymore than they'd allow.

"You know you require rest in order to grow." She purred gently as she angled her small one's mask toward her.

Their mask tilted in a way that mimicked a pouty huff. Her heart swelling at how cute they were. She could not help but poke a small amount of fun.

"So you do not wish to grow anymore?" She questioned exaggeratedly tilting her head and placing a branch to her cheek.

They seemed to freeze at the and mull the thought around in their head. To her, this was the sweetest gesture. She'd remembered when the two vessels first molted and got their bearings. Though they thought no one was watching, she caught them do a small jig in celebration of their new body. Wiggling their newly formed fingers, touching their more angled faces and observing their budding wings.

" I'd say you'd want to." She whispered calmly retrieving her handkerchief to clean them.

"How can one so small hold such large secrets?" She hummed wiping the pink ink from them.

The vessel signed, a cheeky air to them as they flexed their arms nearly rupturing her heart from cuteness alone.

"Dryya please get someone to assist in cleaning up. " with a bow Dryya reluctantly left grumbling to herself.

"Now as much as I would love for you and to stay up and get into all kinds of mischief. I would say its time for bed. " She cooed admiring their clean face.

The vessel gestured again with more emphasis.

"I see." She hmmed making a show of thinking of what to do. In reality she had an idea of what to do. Somewhere deep in her memory was a song that. She could not remember the face that sang it to her but she remembers it working nearly every time. Ushering her to sleep. "Then would you care to accompany me on the veranda?" She asked pointing to the large glass door not far behind them.

Nodding they streched their arms up towards her. Obligating the gesture she swept them up in her branches as she walked slowly to the door.

she allowed small blooms to bloom on her creating a pleasant perfume before sitting on her stool already set up outside.

The vessel signed again gesturing at themselves.

Chuckling she squeezed them close to her. "Not essentially. You are of two pale beings and void." She murred quietly; her light warming them as they sunk into her lap. "You don't really need sleep. But its good because it helps you grow." She hummed wrapping her branches around them.

They gestured wildly again wiggling their fingers above their head causing her to erupted in laughter.

"Yes." She snickered "maybe if my wyrm slept and rested more they would grow as well I will be sure to suggest it to them later." Feeling the small ones shoulders shake in signs of laughter she hugged them.

" you remind me much of him in his younger years." She thought aloud as the vessel shook their head furiously. " well the both of you refuse to sleep on time so I imagine you two are similar in that sense." She mused as the small threw a small tantrum.

"Very well, shall I sing you something to assist you to sleep?" They nodded sinking back into her lap, placing their head on her chest.

As they sat, staring out into the lush garden and flickering lumaflies below she hummed a quiet tone shutting her eyes calling upon the memory.

Her branch rubbing small circles into their child's back as her voice trilled lyrics long thought lost to her:

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby

Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay

And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow

Bless you with love for the road that you go

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune

With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune

May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

May you bring love and may you bring happiness

Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you

I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, lai-lay

Only the soft breathing and the feeling their body relax and their shoulders ease indicated they drifted off.

"Sweet dreams my small one."

Thanks so much for reading. In all honesty i have only played hollowknight for about a month and half and im already so invested in the fandom. (I'm still getting my butt handed to me by ogrim. Please dungy boi stop throwing sh!t at me long enough so i can hit you. You broke all my fragile charms alreday!-🥺😢) You guys are so creative and fluffy and have no problem hurting my tender sensibilities.

For those curious the song is called sleepsong by secret garden. I used to listen to it ages ago before bed.

[ladykatakuri]

Girl Time and Lullaby

Pairing: Omega and F Reader friendship

Warnings: None it is female bonding and friendship

Word Count: 1778

Summary: Omega had always been well aware that there was one huge difference between her and her brothers. Something so profoundly different that it set her apart and that did not change until she met you.

Notice: After the disappointing finale of TBB i finished this little lyric work for Omega. I used the text of SleepSsong performed by Secret Garden

Omega had always been well aware that there was one huge difference between her and her brothers. Something so profoundly different that it set her apart and that did not change until she met you.

Working in Cid's bar on Ord Mantell, you had been amused by the sight of a young girl wrapping the men in her life all around her little fingers. Sure, you had seen adult women do this to men and they would get things done that way, but this girl was something else entirely. And with this young girl, it was not just the men that were taken in by her, not even Cid was immune to her charms.

With a bright smile Omega stepped into the bar. “Y/N! We finally got to try out the new Mantell Mix! It is soooooo gooooood. Do you want some as well?” Holding out the carton of the mix that both she and Wrecker always enjoy together after a mission, she beams a big smile at you and offers you to have a taste of it.

You can not help but grin at the beaming smile and the carton that is held out to you by this young girl. Her enthusiasm and her sweet demeanor make her easily loveable and like it or not, she has you wrapped around at the very least one finger as well. Grabbing a few pieces of the mix you taste them and hum in approval of the new taste. “That does taste very good.”

Happy with the approval of her new favorite taste, Omega turns around to her brother who followed close behind her. “Wrecker, next time we should also take a carton of mix for her. She likes the taste as well.”

Wrecker smiles his famous, beaming smile as he nods, popping yet another hand of mix into his mouth. “Uhuh kid! Sure will. It's getting late, we should go grab some sleep.”

“You forgot Wrecker? Omega will be staying with me tonight. It's girls night.” With an exaggerated wink you grin at Omega. “You ready sweety?”

Omega nods as she moves to get behind the bar. “Yep, all ready! I just wish we had taken some more of the new mix with us.”

Wrecker looks at you and Omega one more time as he turns around and leaves the bar. “Have fun kid! Take good care of her Y/N!”

Omega waves at him one more time and then turns to look at you. “When are we going?”

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby

Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay

After you had cleaned the bar, with some help from Omega, the two of you left for your small apartment only a few steps away from Cid bar. It was your little kingdom in a world that has been in disarray for a while. Your little refuge and now you could share it for a night with a young girl that could really do with some female company.

Girls night would be a welcome change for someone who has been raised between aliens and clones. Granted, the clones did not have it any easier, far from it, but for a young and impressionable girl, being raised by an alien race to be a medic and who knows what else was planned? She could seriously do with at the very least a sisterly bond and you were more than welcoming to the idea.

When the two of you had settled into your apartment, Omega put a fresh set of clothing in the bedroom and all the snacks and drinks were set on the table close at hand, you were ready for some cheesy holo`s and whatever you could think of. Before you knew it, Omega was trying out every way possible to do your hair while you were scrolling through pictures of cute haircuts for Omega. Inspired by the latest in a string of short movies, you struck up conversation about her need for some new clothes. The fresh set she had brought with her, were actually nothing more than a set of blacks and the standard outfit you were used to from her.

“It's decided then, tomorrow we will go shopping. I know some small shops around that might have just what we need for you Megs.”

Happy with the plans for the next day, Omega nods, grabs a snack and snuggles next to you on the couch. You grab a corner of the blanket that you had spread on the couch and draw it over the two of you. “Ohhh this is my favorite. That guy? He will have to find a way to lift a curse that is keeping him and the love of his life apart. He turns into a wolf at night and she turns into a hawk during the day.” Together you watch the movie, eating snacks and having soft drinks. Sometimes you giggle together or comment on what happens.

Before you both realized it, it had gotten late and time to sleep. Humming, you motion for Omega to follow you to the bedroom where you brushed your teeth in the fresher and got ready to change. A sudden gasp from Omega has you turn around. “Lula! Look, Y/N, Wrecker packed Lula.”

The stuffed Tooka doll that both Wrecker and Omega still care for greatly as if it were a living thing, is now held against Omega`s chest as if it were a fragile child or pet. You softly hum as you take in the scene.

“I suppose Wrecker wanted to make sure you would feel at ease here Megs.”

Omega nods as she puts the doll down on the bed. “Lula has something comforting. I guess we both just need to have that sometimes and it is the last thing we have from our home.”

Kamino, the planet that was home to her and her brothers for as long as she could remember. The place where they had all been bred for war and whatever other reasons there were to create so many clones. And now it was the last place they would ever want to go, because it would most likely mean imprisonment and a certain death. You feel for the young girl and her band of brothers. Actually, you feel for all the men who were born there and might never have a real home to call their own, with the way things are going in this galaxy.

“What is that melody you have been humming Y/N? It sounds nice.” Omega yawns as she asks and rubs her eyes.

“It is a lullaby from long ago sweetheart. Come, lay down and I'll sing some for you. I don't have the best of voices, but it is the thought that counts right?” You tap the bed and help Omega settle in. As she lays down you stroke her hair and begin to softly hum and sing the words.

And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow

Bless you with love for the road that you go

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune

With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune

May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

As you hum and sing the words, Omega yawns once more and slowly her eyes close. Her breathing becomes deeper and deeper, each passing second as her body relaxes under the gentle stroking of her hair. Then, she softly snores for a second and you know the girl is in a deep sleep. Pulling up the blanket you smile at the little figure under it.

“Sweet dreams Megs.” Carefully, as not to wake her, you stand up and walk back to the living room to clean up the last bits of snacks and drinks. When your comm beeps you grin, already knowing very well who it is that is checking in at this time.

“She is deep asleep Hunter, no need to worry about that.”

You hear a deep chuckle from the other side before the man actually speaks up. “Guess I am that predictable then?”

“You all are. I know for sure that the others are listening in on this.” They can hear the smile in your voice as you speak. “Reporting in Sarge! Megs and I had a nice girls night, she is deep asleep now and tomorrow morning, after breakfast, we will be doing some much needed shopping after which I will be returning her safe and sound to you lot.”

“Thanks Y/N. Omega needed some time with someone … Well, not like us. You know, soldiers.” You can practically hear him think about how to explain what he thought Omega needed. She needed a female presence around sometimes to help her with the more girly things and you had taken her under your wing when you met for the first time.

“No problem guys. I will get her some new clothes and some other items she will need when on board of the Marauder. When we are done I will take her back to Cids bar to meet up with you all.”

After you finished your conversation, you go back to the bedroom where Omega is still deep asleep, clutching Lula to her chest. You dim the light as you crawl in yourself. It had been a nice evening with Omega and the day to come would bring some nice time away from the usual missions as well for Omega and a day away from bar duties for you. Softly humming the last few sentences of the lullaby you sang to Omega, you drift off to sleep thinking about the family you left behind on your travels and the new family you had found in the most unlikely of places. A strange family of clones you began to love deeply and the friends you made while working in the bar.

May you bring love and may you bring happiness

Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you

I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

@loth-wolffe@moonstrider9904@nahoney22@chaoticvampirejedi@weirdcharacter@uponrightful@m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s@cyroku@reluctant-mandalore@kin-rokku@catbustours

[cottoncandyreaper]

((Lullaby time with the Skeledad's: First up is Stretch and Win!))

Win had started not feeling good a few hours ago; I wasn't completely sure if it was from something she ate during dinner or just the fact that it was going on two in the morning and she was so tired that it was making her feel bad. She had a slight warmth to her but everytime her temperature had been taken like I was fighting a wild snow puff monster it was always normal. She had been pressed into my side snuggled into the fabric of my tank top for the last little bit of time now after getting warm milk in her belly and one of her teething cookies to nibble on after the last temperature check.

"Feeling sleepy yet snow puff?"

Neon purple lit up for a split second or two at the sound of my voice as hazel eyes stared off into the quiet of the living room with little fist held tight to the teething biscuit as the sippy cup of milk layed on its side at the other end of the couch half empty and too cold for her by now.

"You're worse then Daddy when it comes to sleeping Winnie the Pooh, guess its in the magic."

I mumbled softly so not to disturb the comfort that had settled as she looked up at me babbling lightly while taking another bite of biscuit then offered it to me.

"You done already with it?"

Trying to take it she grumbled when I got to close retracting her offer but giggled at the trick she was so proud of.

"Meanie butt, but I guess I've done the same to you huh? Fair enough then. Come on baby bones, let's go hang out in bed."

She didn't want to move from the couch as I stood feeling her fall over without my support as I turned scooping up her limp figure listening to the pitiful whines; her head fell to my shoulder even though her legs kicked around trying to free herself all while I slipped the biscuit from her baby spit covered grasp sitting it along with her cup on the coffee table to at least look less messy for the morning before scurrying up to my room know that even if I tried to put her crib she'd just start crying anyway. Getting in as quietly as I could manage to not wake my bro and shutting the door gently with my foot I crumbled into the bed keeping Win tight against my chest till I was comfortable and relaxed my grip on her.

"You can go to sleep anytime now honey."

Pressing her hands into me she propped herself up enough to start kicking her legs around making the most pitiful attempt of fake crying I had ever heard from her all while I gave soft pats to her cute onsie covered butt listening to the slight crinkling of the diaper under.

"Hey...you want your lullaby maybe?"

The offer settled the tiny beast some quieting her and ceasing the attack of tiny kicking feet, she did give one more huff though before settling against me with a slight glow of magic sparking in her eyes. The song was something Star use to sing to her when she was still cooking away in her belly; it seemed like she remembered it well. And even though I definitely wasn't any singer in my own right I liked that I could still hear Star's voice in my empty skull everytime the lyrics came out.

"May you sail far to the far fields of fortune

With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune

May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

May you bring love and may you bring happiness

Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you

I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay"

I treasured the song more after Star left us keeping it close to my soul. It helped me relax just as much as it helped Win fall asleep; she would be glad with how much I used it. Taking a peak down at my sweet little daughter I was glad to find closed eyes and the smallest smile on her lips. Moving her slowly so not to put all my efforts to shame on the bed next to me so I could curl around her on my side I gave a gentle touch to her cheek while kissing her head.

"Sleep tight honey."

[kpopgirl1234bl]

Yayyy!, can you write a scenario with Zuko where he haves regular nightmares but he don't want to botter his s/o so he just stay awake, and one night his s/o wake up by his groans and she just hugs him and sings him making him feel warm and loved? Thanks darling

MY CHILDHOOD HAS RETURNED!!!!

Dude I haven't seen avatar in sooooo long. I was so excited when I got your request.

Thank you so much for this request.

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Summary: When Zuko can't sleep you are there to help when he needs you the most.

Pairing: prince Zuko x fem!reader

Words: 763

Warning: fluff. Lots and lots of fluff

Request: yes

Song: sleepsong - secret garden

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Another night, another nightmare. Zuko sat up straight after his most recent nightmare. Breathing heavily, he looked over at you sleeping peacefully next to him. He did not have the heart to wake you up from your slumber.

He laid down into the bed again and stared at the ceiling above you both. A long night was ahead of him again.

This went on for many nights, and you started to notice how tired Zuko looked every morning.

When you asked him about it, he would say not to worry about it. This continued for many more days and nights.

For the past few nights, you had been staying up by pretending to be asleep to see what was keeping Zuko awake.

In all this time, your thoughts may have wandered to places you didn't want it to go.

What if he was sneaking off somewhere, or worse, with someone else. You didn't want to think about that, and wanted to figure out what was going on with Zuko.

For many nights, you heard him groaning, gasping, and felt him sweating. It was different every time, but he would always sit up straight at one point in the night.

After a week of doing this, you've finally had enough of it. There was just one problem...

You didn't know what to do.

You've already tried to talk to Zuko about it, but he would deny it and told you not to worry about him.

A few nights went on like this, and you felt awful because you didn't know what to do.

You were tired and wanted to go to sleep. That was until you heard Zuko groaning.

You looked over at him with your tired eyes and saw his face tighten. You felt your chest tighten by looking at his face. knowing what he was seeing was causing him pain.

You took ahold of his hand and pulled yourself closer to him and laid his head in the crook of your neck, and placed your other hand on his cheek, and placed your forehead against his.

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

You began slowly sing a lullaby you learned when you were small.

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby

Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay

And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow

Bless you with love for the road that you go

Not wanting Zuko to suffer any more than he already did, you sang slowly and lowly to calm him.

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune

With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune

May you find kindness in all that you meet

You were very skeptical of Zuko when he first joined you and the others on your adventure, but over time, Zuko revealed the truly awful things he had been through in his life.

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

After Zuko told you everything, you wanted to protect him, because no human should ever have to go through such horrible things in their life.

May you bring love and may you bring happiness

Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you

I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay

You knew the day Zuko ruled over the fire nation, everything would be at peace and replaced his evil monster of a father.

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

You loved Zuko, and without any doubt would you always stand beside him with pride and joy and be there for him when he needed you the most.

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, lai-lay

Without noticing it, Zuko had slipped his arms around you and held tightly onto you as if you were going to slip away from his arms reach.

You looked down at Zuko's face and saw a slight smile on it. He was breathing normally. You kissed his forehead and held onto him tightly just to let him know you're not going anywhere.

You will stand by his side to the very end.

[myfriendscallmecoelophysis]

Sleepsong

Dedicated to the lovely chaotic fucks that are Nerf House

Here’s 1200 or so words of @transvav‘s Twin AU. 

I’m bringing back song fics because 2020 is already crazy enough, lets throw music back in our writing so you might need this 

“Jonah, where is your brother?” Ianite asked quietly. The portrait painter, a man who’d travelled far at Ianite’s request for this painting, looked impatiently at his pocketwatch. Ianite gave him an apologetic look but then turned back to her son, an expectant violet eyebrow lifting over her emerald eye. 

“I don’t know. He was still asleep when I woke up but I haven’t seen him since then. He knew what time we had the sitting.” Jonah replied primly, smoothing an invisible wrinkle in his tunic. 

“I’m here! Sorry!” Jordan’s voice called as he ran into the room, shirt unbuttoned and hair disheveled, his bow clutched in one hand. “I overslept.” he offered by way of explanation, shooting his mother a small guilty smile.

“I reminded you last night, how did you forget?” Jonah questioned, accusation in his tone.

Jordan frowned back at him “I didn’t forget. I just overslept. But I’m here now so-” he stuck his tongue out at his brother, Jonah rolling his eyes at the childish behavior. 

Ianite said nothing, letting her sons get their teasing out of their systems. Oh to be young with a sibling. She remembered her own childhood growing up with Mia and Dia, the hours spent making mischief and arguing over the smallest things. It was with a bittersweet smile that she ran her fingers through Jordan’s unruly hair, straightening it somewhat, but not too much that he didn’t look like himself.

If this was to be the last image she had of her sons, then she wanted it to be as they were.

~

She’d known the fate her sons would face from the moment they were born. She, of the three divine Gods of this world, had been blessed with the gift of prophecy and far sight. The void that filled her home realm spanned across every dimension, it was because of it’s power that she could catch glimpses into other worlds and other futures. As she held her boys in her arms that first night, soft and small and so very fragile, she saw their destiny. 

She saw them, grown into handsome men, respected and powerful warriors. Leaders among mortals and proponents of Balance. She saw that one day they would leave the End, each coming into the service of another version of herself, her Champion in all realities. She was proud of them, even now mere hours after meeting them. She placed a kiss on each of their temples, whispering “You will go on to great things my sons.” 

As they grew, their futures became more clear. She had a great many years to come to terms with them. She would be forgotten by them one day. They would lose their memory of her when they left their home in The End. After that realization, she’d poured herself into researching spells to prevent such an outcome, but all she came to understand was that destiny was not something that could be tampered with. Her sons were needed by the other versions of herself. So she would have to let them go. 

Knowing that she would lose them one day only drove her to spend more time with them. She spent every waking moment she could joining whatever games they played and indulging their fantasies and wishes. They had visions as well, she came to realize. Nothing as concrete as her own, but visions nonetheless. 

“Why is Jonah the Commander and you the Captain?” She asked Jordan during an explanation of a game of make believe they were playing. 

“He just is. I like being the Captain and he likes being the Commander.” 

“Yar! Surrender your ship Captain Sparklez! Ye are being boarded by the notorious Commander Redd!” Jonah shouted, brandishing a toy cutlass that one of the pirates had brought when they’d last come to visit.

“Never! I will protect My Lady till me last breath!” Jordan retaliated with a smile, waving his own toy sword. 

As the years passed, a sense of melancholy anticipation began to grow within her. With each day that passed it only grew stronger. It was their 15th birthday that she finally realized what it was. They would be leaving her soon. One way or another she would lose her children. 

They began to notice her mood as the melancholy built to an almost crippling level. It was Jonah who suggested the portrait. Both he and Jordan had begun to discuss in passing what lay beyond the End, what worlds there were to explore together, for no matter how much they fought, they never planned to leave each other’s side.  He must have assumed that she was sad at the thought of them leaving, not knowing just how right he was. 

When Ianite woke the day of the portrait sitting, something in her knew this would be the last chance she had to create a physical memory of her sons. She did her best to keep the sadness contained, lest the boys catch wind and grow suspicious. She wanted their last day together spent like any other, not with them trying to comfort her of a future she’d known was coming their whole lives. 

Hours after they’d gone to bed, Ianite carefully crept into her son’s bedroom, closing the door softly behind herself. Without a sound she settled into the plush armchair she’d spent hours in when they were young, reading to them, cuddling them, consoling them. They were both sound asleep in their beds, tufts of dark hair poking up past the blankets. It had always amused her how different they were asleep than when they were awake. Jonah, so put together and proper, tangled himself among his blankets while Jordan, normally the one rushing from one thing to another, was still as the dead, his own blankets with hardly a crease in them. 

She took in the sight, not even bothering to wipe the tears that welled in her eyes. She’d known for a long time that they would leave her and she had come to accept it, but she would hardly let them go without one last gift. 

Ianite, the Goddess of Balance, lifted cupped hands to her heart and quietly began to recite the spell she’d spent much of their lives crafting. 

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow Bless you with love for the road that you go

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet And may you need never to banish misfortune May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you To guide you each step of the way To guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

As she let her voice trail off, wisps of violet magic filled the room, drifting and swirling around her sons and blessing them with her power. Whatever they may face in their futures, whatever would bring them to their own Ianites and whatever tasks she set for them, they would be protected. 

She stood from her chair and moved to kiss each of their foreheads as the glittering magic settled upon them. 

~

The next day she watched from a window as they took off the edge of the island, elytras on their backs and laughter on their lips. 

She knew that they would not hear her but still, she whispered a mother's final plea “Never forget the love I have for you, my sons.” 

[anneimaginesundertale]

She watched as Bonny went to embrace her husband, she advice ringing in her head. She was so lost in thought that G’s sudden appearance at her side startled her slightly.

“Hey G.” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She smiled up at him, realizing this is the first they’ve really spoken since he got back. “Welcome back.” She opened her mouth to ask him about his latest adventure when suddenly from behind them came a familiar tiny voice.

“Mista G!” Sage crashed into G, wrapping his little arms around the tall skeleton best he could.

“SAGE!” Bonny’s frustrated whisper shout came close. “You are supposed to be in bed little Bun.” her hands went to her hips in a stern manner. The bun in question disengaged from G’s back before leaping into Jessica’s lap.

“Buuut mamaaaa, I wanna visit wif G and Jessa!” he whined, clinging to Jessica’s neck. Jessica and G had to stifle their mirth at his actions.

Standing with the tired Bun in her arms. “Come on little Bun, we can visit tomorrow. Let’s get you back to bed.”

“Nooooo!” Sage wailed burrowing his face in her neck. He glanced up at his mother and deflated in defeat. “Will you tuck me in Jessa? With loo-li lai-lay?” he pleaded.

Jessica missed G’s curious expression as she turned towards the nearby wagon that was the trios sleeping quarters. “Of course Sage. Just for my bunny boo.” and ascended through the wagons entrance, the door left behind her a jar.

G went to ask Bonny what Sage had meant but was quickly shushed by the Bun as she pointed toward the door. Listening he could hear Jessica talking quietly to the little one.

“Here we go, up you get Sagey.” a soft rusting of blankets could be heard as she tucked the Bun in.  There was a quiet moment before gentle humming could be heard followed by her soft voice crooning.

“Lay down your head and I’ll sing you a lullaby Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay And I’ll sing you to sleep and I’ll sing you tomorrow Bless you with love for the road that you go

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet And may you need never to banish misfortune May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you To guide you each step of the way To guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

May you bring love and may you bring happiness Be loved in return to the end of your days Now fall off to sleep, I’m not meaning to keep you I’ll just sit for a while and sing…”

 She trailed off the song falling back into gentle humming. Soon she reemerged from the wagon carefully closing the door behind her, making her way back to her spot next to G. Not noticing that the Buns quickly made themselves scarce again.

(Song here if anyone is curious: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yQpU_73Dv0)

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G had listened in awe.  He’d never heard you sing before.  His soul had begun to hum in time with the lullaby.  It quieted a bit once you came back out of the wagon, but he was certain you’d hear it.  He pressed one hand to his chest, trying to muffle the sound.  

“I didn’t know you could do that,” he said. “And your hair...”  He gestured with his other hand.  “You’re like a whole new Jess.” 

[5am-the-foxing-hour]

Like maybe Thomas is babysitting and the sides and Thomas don’t know what to do bit like Virgil is v good with the baby???

This is so cute

Virgil watched as the others panicked about the baby that was in Thomas’s arms screaming it’s heart out. Roman tried to conjure different toys but the baby only threw them away causing them to disappear into a puff of glitter when they hit the floor. Logan was trying to come up with every logical explanation as to why the baby was screaming: was it hungry? did they need to change the dipper? was there gas that needed to be released by a burp? did the baby have growing pains? was it sick? Logan was flipping thru everything.

Thomas was holding the baby the best he could while not go deaf, Patton tried to get the baby’s attention by making silly noises and faces but nothing seemed to work, if Virgil was being honest, it only seemed to make the baby cry louder.

Virgil rubbed his temples as a groan left him, before he pushed Roman and Patton away and took the baby from Thomas and sat down in the sofa and just held the baby close enough that it heard his heartbeat.

  “Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay...” Virgil suddenly began to sing in a low voice, causing the others so grow silent. “Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby...” Virgil sang, as the baby blinked and stopped screaming, but still giving away sad pitiful noises. “Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay... And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow... Bless you with love for the road that you go...” 

  “This is so pure” Thomas whispered to Patton who had his hands clamped over his mouth to keep from squealing and making the baby who was slowly falling asleep.

  “This is too sweet to process...” Logan mumbled while Roman just stared jaw dropped.

  “May you sail far to the far fields of fortune... With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet...”The baby gave away a sniffle before slumping against Virgil and closing it’s eyes moving one small hand to grab hold of Virgil’s shirt. “...And may you need never to banish misfortune... May you find kindness in all that you meet...” Virgil sang before humming the rest of the song as he baby was sleeping.

  “I guess another logical explanation could be that the baby was tired...” Logan said with a sigh.

  “I would say scared.” Virgil huffed “I would be terrified if three people i didn’t know got up all in my personal space.”

  “You’re right Kiddo.” Patton said giving away a sheepish smile before sitting down next to Virgil.

[krazy-holly]

Sleepsong

Here is my very first Fairy Tail fanfiction!!! I hope you enjoy it!!!

       OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOSleepsongOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO

It had happened again. Happy woke with a start, his breathing erratic as he jolted upwards in his bed. He fought against tears as he tried to shake away the memories of the dream. It was hard to do so when they had been ingrained in his mind forever.

“Happy?” Came a groggy voice.

Happy turned to his left to see Natsu staring at him through the darkness with concern. “Something wrong little buddy?”

Happy shook his head slowly, biting his lip. “I’m fine.” He lied.

Natsu stood up, sitting down on Clover’s bed next to Happy. “Are you sure? Do you wanna go home?”

Happy shook his head once more. “I’m okay.” he said it forcefully.

He was trying to convince himself.

Natsu lowered his voice. “C’mere.” It wasn’t an offer. It was a demand.

Happy wearily crawled into Natsu’s lap, letting the dragon slayer reposition himself and steady Happy in his lap.

The nights where one of them was woken by night terrors were growing worryingly more as the months went by. Natsu briefly wondered if one of their more recent adventures had triggered something in their heads to have caused the sudden increase in nightmares.

But he couldn’t worry about that now. He had his best friend to calm down and comfort instead.

“Do you want to talk?” Natsu asked the small exceed in his arms. Happy gave a small shake of the head, eyes downcast.

“That’s okay.” Natsu assured him. Reaching out with his left hand, the dragon slayer grabbed a discarded yellow blanket and gently wrapped it around the small blue cat.

Happy visibly relaxed in the dragon slayer’s warm hold.

Safety. Something quite uncommon for both dragon slayer and exceed. Between all the adventures and quests they had been in, danger had become commonplace for the pair. They had grown used to the adrenaline and stress, causing their bodies to remain tense and full of anxiety, even after the battles were said and done.

Natsu began to remedy this for his small friend as he slowly rocked the exceed in his arms back and forth in attempt to calm the small cat.

Happy made a soft whimper, nestling closer to his lifelong friend.

Natsu thought for a moment before smiling softly at a memory.

Soft grass, the warm light of the setting sun as both he and Lisanna settled down in their hut and makeshift home. Happy had been just a kitten back then, still needing to be fed by bottle and rocked to sleep. Natsu had grown irritated, finding himself unable to lull the small exceed to sleep.

Lisanna had smiled, her snow white hair shimmering in the golden light of the sun through the cracks of their hut.

“Big sister Mira would always sing Elfman and I a lullaby when we were younger and couldn’t sleep.” She explained softly.

Natsu’s eyes looked intrigued.

“A sleepsong? Igneel used to sing one for me too when I was little!” He said excitedly.

Lisanna put a finger to her lips. “We need to be quiet if we want him to be calm and go to sleep.”

Younger Happy was staring up at the pair with wide eyes, tears welling in them.

Lisanna knelt down to scoop him up into her arms.

“Like this,” She sat down, motioning Natsu to sit beside her as she began to rock the little cat softly.

Her eyes closed and she began to hum a soft melody.

The crickets outside were her beat, the rustling of the trees her melody as slowly a wondrous harmony unfurled from her lips, silencing all and forcing them to listen.

“Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby...Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay…” She rocked Happy to the soft steady rhythm of the song. Natsu’s eyes flashed in recognition.

“Sleepsong…” He murmured to himself, thoughts of a warm fire and the large comforting presence beside him as he was taken back to times where all he knew was of warmth and scales.

“And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow...Bless you with love for the road that you go…” Lisanna continued and with an encouraging smile, Natsu soon joined her for the next verse.

“May you sail far to the far fields of fortune...With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet...And may you need never to banish misfortune...May you find kindness in all that you meet…”

“May there always be angels to watch over you...To guide you each step of the way...To guard you and keep you safe from all harm...Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay…” Natsu had begun to sing it now, to the present version of Happy whom was now looking up at him with wide eyes, memories of that night in that hut with Lisanna flowing through his mind and heart.

“May you bring love and may you bring happiness...Be loved in return to the end of your days...Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you...I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay…”

Clover had peered into the room, having heard the noise and grown concerned. She now watched in silence, eyes welling at the sight of both dragon slayer and exceed as the pair embraced, rocking slowly back and forth, memories swirling around them and sucking them into the past and pulling them to the future all at once.

Together, they sang; “May there always be angels to watch over you...To guide you each step of the way...To guard you and keep you safe from all harm...Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay…”

Their eyes met, sleepy indigo meeting orbs that held the eternal promise of protection and love.

Clover felt an overwhelming emotion fill her soul as she beheld the final exchange between the pair.

Natsu closed his eyes, holding Happy close as they finished the song together, in perfect harmony. “Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay...Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay…”

Both stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, holding the gaze and smiling widely, feeling the presence of another who had been oh so long gone.

Happy leaned forward, pressing his nose against Natsu’s, murmuring quietly. “Goodnight Natsu…”

Natsu returned the gesture, whispering the same.

Then Happy turned his gaze to the sky, a peaceful smile on his lips.

“Goodnight Lisanna…”

Outside the wind blew and the tree beside Clover’s window brushed against the window without making a sound. The clouds moved aside to reveal the perfect round moon in all it’s wondrous glory.

The entire Earth in all its brilliant being seemed to respond…

“Goodnight...”

I Hope you enjoyed it!!! Credit to @booksandsmoke for creating Clover. It is thanks to them that this story was created, as it was based on a roleplay we did!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yQpU_73Dv0 Here is the link to the song that Natsu/Lisanna sang in the story if you are curious.

[ask-thsc-blog]

As I got a bit more confidence, I started to sing louder, but just a little bit

🎶May you sail far to the far fields of fortune~

With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet~

And may you need never to banish misfortune~

May you find kindness in all that you meet~🎶

I carefully started to play with a device I hid in my hands, maybe what will happen would also help

Burt seemed to relax...

[onlylibertya]

LITTLE CHARACTER THINGS

Just a fun little character game. Fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by. Repost & tag away !

TAGGED BY: @reantte (thank you darling ily) TAGGING: @copiesofme, @themechaneer, @morbidgrin, @legendmade, @suresaint, @martyrsaiint + you.

EMOTIONS / FEELINGS:

001. Longing.

002. Grief.

003. Anger.

004. Joy;

005. Emptiness.

GREETINGS:

001. A crooked grin that’s all teeth.

002. The small inclination of her head.

003. With familiarity, a firm hand on the shoulder.

004. With love, the press of lips against jaw; a hand on the hip and a hum.

005. Ahoy.

COLOURS:

001. Red.

002. Green.

003. Gold.

004. Black.

005. Blue. 

SCENTS:

001. Sweat.

002. Rum.

003. Tobacco / marijuana.

004. When bathed, the softest aroma of flowers. Almost musky.

005. Briny seawater.

CLOTHING:

001. Before Nassau: attire fitting of the era. Dresses that itch but fit well, worth more than they should. Befitting of her complaints, colours always pinks or blues. Shoes with heels, gaudy but expensive jewellery.

002. As a barmaid: Flowers in her hair, silk and gifted. Many necklaces, cheap but well loved - sentimentality in the rosary nestled between her breasts. Low cut shirt, asymmetrical skirt with a split up to high thigh; coolness permitting - a simple scarf around her waist (pilfered), a brown corset. Black shoes with a worn, chipped golden buckle.

003. As a pirate: Breeches befitting a well-seasoned sailor, silk flowers and a long, well-loved leather jacket. A higher shirt for better anonymity, buckled shoes; many belts; no make-up.

004. On her deathbed: a simple cotton shirt, soaked with sweat and a pair of trousers. Bandages around her middle. 

OBJECTS:

001. Necklaces bought with her own money, save for one, single rosary.

002. A gifted flintlock pistols with flowers etched and scraped into the wood.

003. The ring that was never truly offered to her, but intended for her hand.

VICES / BAD HABITS:

001. Stubbornness. A fault often blamed on growing up without a mother and raised among men. Too headstrong to make a good-tempered wife no matter how pretty her face is.

002. Survivor’s guilt. Anne never intended to outlive any of her friends. She blames herself for them all, thinking that if things had been done a little differently, they might’ve survived and lived to plunder another day. The biggest one was her son, when she is talking to Edward at the base of the tree, she says: ‘If i’d of stayed in that prison, they’d of taken him from me. But he’d still be alive.’ It is not exclusive to her son.

003. Fierce temper. She has never been known to keep a cool head, and reacts to most things on an emotional level. Some say it’s the curse of the red of her hair, others from her upbringing. Either way, she is to be feared when that temper rears its ugly head.

004. Impulsive. Very much an act now, think later, it’s not until she is faced with the repercussions of her actions that she pauses to think about them. Her instinct, for the better part of her life, has never led her astray.

BODY LANGUAGE:

001. Little understanding tilts of her head. 

002. The guarded rise of shoulders when being told something she doesn’t like.

003. The tuck of a thumb against the crossguard of her cutlass.

004. A proud hold of her head when stubbornness takes hold.

005. The mirroring of body language when in the presence of someone she loves.

AESTHETICS:

001. The sea. Temperamental and unpredictable, always changing from one day to the next.

002. The vastness of open sky. Endless and continuous satisfaction from being able to go where one pleases and be who one pleases.

003. The singing of sailors. The creaking of ropes and the singing of free men and women to pass time.

004. A flush of pink. Soft and delicate. 

005. A well-worn and well-loved cutlass. The sing of steel in the air and the chip away of metal from it.

SONGS / PIECES:

001. a return to compassion.

002. jeff  johnson  /  brian dunning - vows.

003. assassin’s creed iv: black flag ost - all empty inside

004. mod - the parting glass (choral version).

005. sam smith - fire on fire.

[crazedfanatics-blog]

Sleepsong

I’m just posting fics that I made in my spare time to give this blog some content. This is a Shiro x Reader. Like the millionth that has to do with the sweetheart’s nightmares. It’s not the greatest and it has one of my favorite songs.

-Min Avi

Small groaning and movement woke (Y/N) up. Yawning, she sat up. To her right Shiro was tossing about. His brows were knotted together in and his lips were pulled into a deep frown. Sweat drenched most of his body. She placed her hand on his shoulder and lightly shook him.

“Takashi...” She called. He didn’t respond. 

“Takashi.” She said louder this time. She shook him harder. He shot up, nearly hitting his head on hers. She moved so she was in front of him. Reaching up, she held his face in her hands and brushed matted hair from his face. She carded her finger through his hair until his breathing evened out.

She carefully grabbed the glass if water on the nightstand and handed it to him. Once he finished, his arms circled around (Y/N)’s waist as she put the glass back. She returned the embrace and leaned back against the headboard. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked. A barely noticeable shake of his head was her answer. He buried his head in her chest. She knew it was going to be hard for him to sleep.

“Do you want me to sing?” She asked. When he nodded she began.

“Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow Bless you with love for the road that you go”

Shiro finally closed his eyes and snuggled closer.

“May you sail far to the far fields of fortune With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet And may you need never to banish misfortune May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you To guide you each step of the way To guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

May you bring love and may you bring happiness Be loved in return to the end of your days Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay

May there always be angels to watch over you To guide you each step of the way To guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay Loo-li, lai-lay”

Finally his fell back asleep. (Y/N) pressed a final kiss to his temple and joined him.

[lilredniki]

Lullaby

A/N: This is a fic based off the imagine http://imaginelegolas.tumblr.com/post/128717271484/imagine-legolas-overhearing-you-sing-a-lullaby I hope you like it hun. @imaginelegolas I do not own the song. It is called the Sleep Song and is part of my heritage as I am Irish and Scottish.

Legolas was sitting next to Aragorn when he saw the hobbits walk over to Y/n. The fire was starting to dim but the flames still made her h/l h/c locks shine. Her e/c orbs sparkled like the twinkling stars as the hobbits spoke to her.

She stood up and followed them to where they were they would be sleeping for the night.

Frodo and Sam moved their beds closer to where Y/n needed to sit. Merry and Pippin followed their lead.

Y/n brushed her bangs out of her face and smiled as they looked to her.

“Go ahead Miss Y/n.” Sam said in a soft voice.

“Please.”

Y/n nodded and started to hum.

‘Lay down your head and I’ll sing you a lullaby

Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay

And I’ll sing you to sleep and I’ll sing you tomorrow

Bless you with love for the road that you go’

Legolas turned his head at the soft, gentle voice and saw Y/n surrounded by the little hobbits.

‘May you sail fare to the far fields of fortune

With diamond and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune

May you find kindness in all that you meet’

Legolas smiled as he listened to her sing. And for some reason, he could see her singing to her own children who looked like a mix of himself and her.

‘May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li loo-li lai-lay’

He could see Y/n playing with their children and his smile got even brighter.

‘May you bring love and may you bring happiness

Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I’m not meaning to keep you

I’ll just sit for a while and sing loo-li lai-lay’

This time he saw the day they would wed. His father giving her to him.

‘May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li loo-li lai-lay’

Legolas knew in that very moment that he had found her. The one he was to spend the rest of his immortal life with.

Y/n looked at him and smiled. She knew that he saw the visions too.

[quinnsolanum]

Wait

<”May you sail far to the far fields of fortune With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet“>

I hated this.

I hate to be powerless. To watch, and wait. I am not a praying person. While I will never deny another the opportunity to pray and express believes, I myself, tend to find more power within my own hands to act than to rely on the whims of gods and goddesses.

But such was the occasion where I possessed no choice. Even now, Roka fought against the sliver of Ifrit within his blade, Houjin. Before my eyes, his armor sustained damage, smoking, denting inwards. Wounds opened upon his skin unbidden. Would it hurt him in his fight if I were to remove his armor now to treat him?

<”And may you never need never to banish misfortune May you find kindness in all that you meet”>

It would, I finally concluded. If wounds opened upon his body while he lay comatose, and armor became damaged as such, then to remove it would likely have an inverse effect as well. I slowly exhaled, the end of the breath turning into a faint sob.

It was harder to see the wounds, the damage, yet not see the fight itself. My mind played it over, the different variants of what could be happening. And I hated every variant of it. But at least he held the pendant I had enchanted for him. My lip curled up faintly at the corner.

It had taken a trip through the void to find such an artifact, and a liberal amount of my own blood to enchant it as I had. Such powerful blood magics were the darkest of dark magic, yet ironically, done with the purest of intentions. But no Black Mage Hunter would care of intentions if I had been caught. My recovery this morning from it had left me woozy... but it had brought with it another memory.

I closed my eyes, playing it out in my head again.

<”May there always be angels to watch over you To guide you each step of the way”>

A Raen man stood in front of me, with the attire of a Red Mage, a rapier in his right hand, and a magical focus floating above his left hand. His eyes were an intense emerald as they bore into mine. His hair was black, streaks of grey beginning to run through it. It was not due to age, I knew this. It was stress. The occupation of Othard had not been kind to him, or my mother.

<”Focus!”> He snapped as he parried my own rapier’s stab. <”You will not always be able to rely on your magic!”>

He swung out, his blade fast; light glinted from it’s sharpened tip, and I barely parried in time.

<”Your mind and blade are your defense; your life, and the lives of your companions may depend on it!”>

Our blades clashed with a definitive ring.

<”To guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay”>

I remained intent and focused as Roka continued his battle, keeping a careful attention to his state. As his fight finally ended, his aether was near depleted, yet my own had not been drawn upon. I watched the steady rise and fall of his chest and slowly exhaled again, feeling the weight of stress slide off of my shoulders.

“Thank the Gods...” I muttered as I began to treat his wounds with magic and potion alike.

<”May you bring love, and may you bring happiness Be loved in return to the end of your days”>

As I brought him to bed to rest, I closed my eyes, allowing my mother’s voice to ring through my mind. I felt, and heard myself finishing the lullaby I had known so well, running my hand through Roka’s hair.

<”Now fall off to sleep, I’m not meaning to keep you, I’ll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay.”>

[notquitebilateral]

Hey peoples. Random photo. I bid you a goodnight, as I lay and think of all those I knew, know, and will come to know. Life is strange, how people shape you but will never see what they helped to make. Kind of like how hair braids, each steande creating something but not bing as one. Well, until the end... I know a few people I wish I could just take things back with, but that is inpossible, I can only hope they will find what they need in the future. You guys have stuff like that? Most probably do. .-. You are alive though, and you should move forwards to be the person you wish to. Me, I am going to travel. Travel, and make stuff for people that they can cherish. Might not be something that is of me, but memories they can make with them. I want to make my mark on this world, but do it so that only the effect of my work is known, not who. Because in the end, the small things that make life better cannot be given a face. Only a gesture. Enough of my late philosophy. So, to lull you to sleep, I would sing you this... Sleepsong by Secret Garden Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow Bless you with love for the road that you go May you sail fair to the far fields of fortune With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet And may you need never to banish misfortune May you find kindness in all that you meet [Chorus:] May there always be angels to watch over you To guide you each step of the way To guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay May you bring love and may you bring happiness Be loved in return to the end of your days Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay [Chorus] Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay...