#The sky is purple and whales swim in it

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Does anyone else, like, entirely lack a belief system of any kind and just run on primal instinct? I’ll listen to multiple sides of an issue and understand every bit of nuance, get emotionally invested, and then not pick any of them, because I think the reasoning of the respective beliefs cancel each other out when compared side-by-side. Then primal instinct takes over and forces me into acting more adjacent to one side than the other, but my brain does not necessarily agree with the entire position— only a portion of it; while also believing a portion of the other positions.

Or perhaps I merely think I have no opinions because the majority of today’s belief systems are so one-sided, while my positions are four-sided, and therefore unacceptable because I’m “not allowed” to agree with more than one side in any capacity without being ostracized by all of them.

I am proverbially lukewarm and in the process of being vomited out of the mouth of Christ.

[themotherofhorses]

Hiiii wanted to request Dark Aemond x Mermaid reader.

Reader is from house Manderly [ their flag had a merman in it ] and Aemond finds our her secret so he blackmails her father into marrying her.

Also some smut too maybe breeding kink of sorts.

even the whales fall prey to men.

pairing: dark!aemond targaryen x fem!mermaid!reader

warnings: very much nsfw. explicit language. blackmailing on aemond's part. forced marriage. dubcon. breeding kink. allusions to violence and death. mentions of pregnancy.

notes: dark & obsessive!aemond targaryen makes my head go brrr. also this smut will totally suck and i take full responsibility for it.

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The sea is much colder than usual, and across the winter sky hangs a thick blanket of clouds, dark as smoke.

It will snow soon, your mother had said at breakfast, bundled up in all her warm furs while you broke fast together. Today may be the last day we are able to swim for a while, so do make your peace and say all your goodbyes to your grandfather.

You sit on the jagged rocks that stand strong in the waters, watching as your mother and sisters finish with their own wreaths. Yours lays draped across your lap, weaved from rosemary and sea kale and the pretty blackthorn that bloomed on the nearby cliffs. The whales were making one final visit to White Harbor before leaving for warmer waters, and it was tradition to see them goodbye, and to flower them with the newly made wreathes and long garlands. It would not be until the early summer months that they would return.

“Little fish,” your mother calls out for you, already knee-high deep in the bitter sea waters. Your sisters did not wait for neither you nor her, deciding on a small race between each other. “Lost in thought, my little love?” Her face is soft and sweet, with two dimples on both cheeks, “Come or we’ll miss them!”

You were born a Manderly, under the cold moon, on the White Knife. On your first nameday, a great storm wailed outside the New Castle, crushing your lord father’s fleet to kindle and drowning the port city. Some said it was the Stranger waging war against the Father and the Warrior, high in the heavens, while others claimed the old sea god Caraxes was celebrating the birth of a new granddaughter.

Your father claimed direct descendance from the First Men, while your mother was of the true goldenblood of Old Valyria, a daughter of Caraxes himself. His mermaids, women with silver crowns and dark violet eyes and a fish’s tail for legs. The seamen swore you existed, but the rest of Westeros refused to believe.

Perhaps that was why you never strayed far from the White Knife, and from your mother’s side too.

Then again, your lady mother never faltered in warning you and your elder sisters of the myriad of dangers that came with your blood, and of people finding out the truth of such. She was a protective woman, prideful and beautiful, and a great warrior too. The magic she practiced since girlhood allowed for her to shift her appearances, and when you grew of age, she taught you the different spells and rituals, the small incantations to mumble under your breath, and the ways of honoring your grandfather.  

“Be smart about it,” she cautioned, though not sternly. With a gentle palm resting over your cheekbone, she kissed the tip of your nose, smiling down at you, “always be mindful of one’s eyes and ears, my little one. The whales know no true safety, not even in their own home.”

Oh, how you wish to go back and believe her words a little more

It came as a great surprise that, while you were gone, your lord father had welcomed in a guest.

You had not been made aware of such, and neither was your mother, who took it as quite the insult. She immediately sent you and your sisters to your personal chambers, to wash up from the heavy sea salt that clung to your skin and hair, and to dress nicely. “The blue velvet, please,” she said, with a smile that did not reach her purple eyes. “We must look our best.” You had not the slightest clue of who the guest might be, and you ask your eldest sister if she caught a whisper. But she just shrugs. “A Stark, maybe? Or perhaps a Baratheon.”

“But what would they want with us?”

“Maybe a marriage pact is finally being proposed between our houses,” she replies with a sigh, a stupid lovesick grin twisting on her pink lips. She is a maiden of twenty and two, tall and slender and beautiful like your mother, and beyond ready to become a lord’s wife. You make a face at that but say nothing more. Would your mother even allow for that to happen? Perhaps for your sisters, but not for you.

You were still too young, a pretty daylily not yet ready for plucking.

In the Merman’s Court, you find your mother pacing by the castle’s throne, biting at her nails. She looks nervous, with eyes darting between the doors and the households that stood around the hall, cloaked in wools of blue and green. When she finally takes notice of your presence, she drops her hand and draws you into a hug. “Little fish,” and she studies you over, at how you brushed out your silver hair till it shone, and wore your nicest silks. “Very pretty, my little one. Very pretty, indeed.”

You remain by her side, clutching tightly her hand as your sisters soon step inside the hall, all clad in their prettiest gowns, in bright colors of green and navy and white, and giggling amongst themselves. Then come the court ladies and lords, the few maesters that lived in the New Castle, and your father, the Lord Manderly, followed by-

“Prince Aemond of the House Targaryen, son of King Viserys II and the Queen Alicent.”

Your eyes grow wide at the sight of Aemond One Eye, and you subtly shift closer to your mother. He was terribly handsome, you think, shrouded in black riding leather and a long cape that pooled around his dark boots. At his waist hangs a sheathed long-sword. Both his hands are tucked behind his back, shoulders straight and proud, and he wears a smirk. And his hair, every bit the same silver as yours, long and straight and neatly combed.

“Ah, Prince Aemond,” your mother greets. She curtsies, low and graceful to her knees, and you do the same. “Your visit is quite the unexpected one, but we welcome you into our home. Is White Harbor to your liking, my prince?”

He hums. “There are many seamen that dock themselves at King’s Landing, and almost all of them have spoken of the White Harbor, and the beauty that it possesses, particularly during these winter months.” His voice is deep, almost a purr, with a crownlands accent. “Although, my lady, now I cannot help but wonder if your daughters are the reason for that.”

Your mother clicks her tongue, and ever so slightly her eyes narrow. “You honor me, my prince,” she said, “and my daughters.”

Prince Aemond grins at that.

It was your father who spoke next. “My love, the Prince Aemond has arrived with a most equitable offer from the King and Queen themselves.” He sounds quite proud, and incredibly happy at whatever that offer might be. “They are asking for an alliance to be made between our house and House Targaryen,” but he pauses, holding his gaze on your mother, “-through marriage. Prince Aemond is here to choose one of our daughters to wed.”

Your face snaps to your mother, who stood speechless.

“Our eldest is twenty and two, and a fine lady,” your father adds, nodding to your sisters that stood to your left, “and our second-born daughter just celebrated her twentieth nameday. She has no current betrothed, though she is not without suitors, of course.” Your mother holds her tongue, it seemed, choosing to keep you tucked by her side.

But Prince Aemond shakes his head. “Your two daughters are very beautiful, Lord Manderly, I speak nothing but the truth with that, but I have no interest in having their hands,” he says, before focusing his one eye on you. “It is your youngest I wish to have.”

Your mind goes blank.

“My youngest?” Your father sputters. “Forgive me for my words, my prince, but we have not planned to wed her off yet.”

Aemond shrugs. “I do not care about that; it is she who I desire the most.” He looks at your father, tilting his head, sounding curious, “Did you not promise to me any choice of your daughters, for an alliance with my family?” Lord Manderly appears nervous now, and embarrassed as well, with cheeks and a forehead flushing a bright pink. “Well…I suppose so…”

“Mama?” you whisper, tucking yourself behind her. Your fingers tremble greatly, and it soon feels too difficult to breathe. You could feel your sisters’ eyes on you, along with your father’s and the eyes of the many court lords and ladies, and the household guards too. They all feel too judgemental, pitiful and sympathetic. But your mother, she fought back. “No,” she says, loudly. “No, you shall not have her.”

“You deny your own prince?” Aemond asks, incredulous. “Such boldness, my Lady Manderly. But alas, I came to retrieve my bride, and I shall leave with her, make no mistake in believing that.”

“No,” your mother repeats, much louder than the first. Her voice, strong and willful, echoes across the Merman’s Court, sounding every much a crack of thunder, or perhaps even a roar of a she-dragon. “She is still too young, my prince, you must understand that. I will not be separated from my youngest, she is not ready to become a wife-”

“She has celebrated her eighteenth nameday, has she not?” Your mother stays silent, and Aemond grins. “She is well old enough to be my wife.”  

Your mother shakes her head. “Please, you can have my two other daughters, but not her. I refuse it! I refuse it!” She turns to your father, “My love, see with reason! She is not ready! The ocean still needs her, I still need her! Refuse it! I will not allow it! No, I will not-” But Prince Aemond cuts her off, “Refuse it?” He laughs, and you flinch at it.

“You have no power to do such a thing, least you wish to die of treason, a bloody traitor to your crown. To your King and Queen!”

He takes a step forwards, to you and your mother. “I know you, Lady Manderly,” he says, slowly, carefully, as if approaching a wild forest beast, “I know the sort of mother you are. It is very honorable, very admirable, and I thank you, from the bottom of my own heart, for raising my new bride well. But I also know you are very protective of them, and I understand.” Prince Aemond then leans his face close, until his lips linger over your mother’s ear, “-after all, dangers do tend to follow the daughters of Caraxes, do they not? And his granddaughters too. His pretty mermaids.”

He pulls back, a dark grin curling on his lips, his tone seeping in false concern. “What might happen if the world found out the truth of you? And your daughters? How you are not just liars, but neither full humans as well. The creatures the seamen lust after, alive and flourishing on the White Knife…”

Prince Aemond then peers at you from where you stood, his face softening. You timidly meet his eye. “Come, my lady, allow me a better look at you.” You swallow but do as he asked, moving to stand in front of him. “Look at you, a vision of pure beauty. You are so much lovelier than what I imagined when coming here,” and you could not figure out what hurts more: his grip on your upper arm, or the way your mother did nothing.

When you turn to glance back at your lady mother, she looks more a stranger than the woman you knew- weak and humiliated and defeated, almost in tears. It reminds you of something she told you, so many moons ago, back on the beachside. There was a dead whale carcass, fat and bloated, drifting back and forth in the harbor. In its side was buried a harpoon. Your mother shook her head at the sight.

“Even the whales fall prey to men.”

Five days later, Aemond One Eye claims you as his wife.

He allows the wedding to partake on the beach, alongside the ocean where you grew up and loved so dearly. Your mother had pleaded with him to agree on his part to wed you in the customs of Old Valyria, and he could not say no.

I, too, am of the blood of Old Valyria, he said, quite proudly. It will be an honor to both our ancestors, may they bear down on us as we continue our bloodline.

But afterward, he was quick to whisk you away to King’s Landing, to the Red Keep where he swore you rightfully belonged. You only caught a short glimpse of the Queen Alicent Hightower and her father, the Hand, before you were locked you in his royal chambers. And now, you lay across his bed, a flood of whimpers and moans spilling from your pink lips as he squashes his face only deeper between your thighs. “You have the sweetest cunt,” he groans, sucking on your clit as your head thrashes around, and your hips buck against his mouth.

“I knew I had to have you,” he says, while running his tongue along your wet folds. Your taste, it is like no other, and he swears himself a new and addicted man. He will spend the rest of his days worshipping you if the gods allow it. “The moment I saw you, you were mine. The gods could not even deny me of you. Your lips, my sweet girl, they looked so sweet, and I wondered if your cunt would be the same.”

Both your breasts sit in his hands, and he palms at them, sliding his face up to yours, peppering kiss after kiss across your hipbones and stomach. You are so beautiful, he thinks, while pressing his face against your belly. It should be a sin that you are not with child. “I cannot wait till our firstborn sleeps here,” he mumbles, kissing it, “I will make you the most beautiful mother known to the world, and men will envy me for the rest of their damned days.”

His words make you whimper, chewing on your bottom lip as his mouth soon hovers over yours. “Tell me you want my seed,” he demands in a whisper, gripping your chin between his fingers. “Tell me how bad you need it…and I promise you, my love, you will have it.”

“Please…”

His eyebrow raises, and he chuckles. “Please, what?”

He wishes for you to beg for him- for his seed and his love and soul, to plead with him for everything, to come undone and submit yourself- as his woman and wife and the mother of his children.

But you shy away, choosing to hide your face within the pillows, a bit too embarrassed to answer him properly. It is cute until Aemond grows too impatient. His craving for you spanned over too many moons, ever since he took first sight of you swimming in the waters of the White Knife. He toasts to both the Mother and the Maiden, perhaps even the Crone, that you never saw Vhagar flying in the sky above.

“It does not matter,” he says, kissing your forehead softly before moving to your lips. The kiss leaves you breathless, trembling and hungry for more. He flings your legs over his waist, pulling you down to where you lay completely underneath him, “I do not need your permission to seed my wife, and to make her a mother,” and against your lips, he mumbles, “you belong to me, do you understand? You are mine, from this day till the end.” And within a minute, his cock is stuffed deep inside you.

“It is too big…!” you cry, grasping onto his shoulders as he fucks you hard and deep, his thrusts seeming too unforgiving.

Perhaps he is punishing you, though you had not the smallest idea as to why.

“Please! Please, husband- please, slow down!” You bounce beneath him, fingers finding your own nipples as you twist and tweak them. It felt right in the moment, having remembered him doing it only several minutes ago.

“I do not give a shit,” he grunts, his hands resting on your hips, “you were fucking made for me. This body was made for my seed, for my children, now you will take it.” Sweat beads along his forehead as he moans and grunts some more and whines, feeling the way your cunt tightens around his cock. It is perfection, a feeling that was made just for him. “You have evaded my hands for too fucking long, now you suffer the consequences.”

You feel as if your eyes might roll to the back of your skull. Your pants are heavy and hot, and you cannot help the shriek when his fingers pinch your clit, before rubbing his thumb over it. He laughs, quickening his thrusts. “And to think, your mother would have kept this from me, kept you away from me. Ah, should I speak to you the truth, my love?” It is a cruel taunt, as you cannot answer, too overtaken by this pleasure. “I would have burned the White Harbor to the ground if I was denied you. Burned your entire fucking family to ashes if they dared keep you from me. House Strong has gone extinct because of me, maybe they will come up with a new nickname for that. Aemond Targaryen, kinslayer. Aemond Targaryen, house-destroyer.”

He shakes his head, snickering, “No, those are too silly, are they not, my love?”

Your face twists up, all in utter pleasure, and your body tightens too as you cream all over his cock. Soon after, he fills you with his cum, so much it trickles down from your cunt, staining the bedsheets along with your blood. But Aemond is quick to gather it with his fingertip, though, and shove it back in you. “Every bit of it matters, my lady, especially if we wish for you be with child by the next moon.” You try to smile, but you are so exhausted and ruined and all you yearn for is sleep.

“Did…did I do good?” you breathe.

Aemond smiles, and kisses your lips, soft and sweet and loving. He strokes your hair, twirling a silver strand around his finger. You are gorgeous, his beautiful wife, this sweet granddaughter of Caraxes. All his. You and the babe that you will carry soon.

“You did perfect, my little fish.”

[marlynnofmany]

Walkway Aesthetics

The door opened from the spaceport to the city proper, and I couldn’t help saying, “Oh wow.” I’d expected a regular walkway, maybe with a moving sidewalk or hovercarts, probably with ads and decorations. The last few big cities we’d visited had all been pretty bland in terms of entrance-way style.

This one was an aquarium. The long tunnel curved away under a domed ceiling with vast sea creatures undulating by overhead, and others darting about in flashes of scales. Subtle blue-and-purple lighting lit up both the benches alongside and the water above. Specks of phosphorescence danced everywhere like fairies under a starry sky. The effect was breathtaking.

I ventured out into the purple-blue wonderland. “Wow, this is amazing.”

Three of my coworkers followed, and were less impressed.

“Eh, it’s not very original,” Kavlae said with a flip of her frills. Under the lighting, her sky-blue skin was a shifting purple. “Water scenes are pretty tiresome, honestly.”

“You said it,” agreed Mur down from floor level. He tentacle-walked along like the opinionated squid alien he was, blending with the bluish shadows. “Once you’ve seen things swimming past, you’ve seen them all.”

I asked, “Are you serious? This is beautiful.”

Paint huddled close beside me, her orange scales turned an indistinct brown. “I think it’s scary.”

“What? Why?” I asked.

She clasped her hands, shaking her head. “That’s a lot of water, and a lot of creatures. What if the barrier broke?”

“Well yeah, that would be bad,” I admitted. “But it’s not going to.”

Paint walked faster. “Still scary. Look at that one! It’s so big!”

The alien whale or whatever that coasted past had bioluminescent swirls along its underside, and a cloud of the glowing water-pixies flitting along after it. Beautiful, and awe-inspiringly close.

“Ah, that’s so cool!” I said, turning in place as I walked to keep it in sight.

Paint just squeaked and scampered ahead, followed by Kavlae and Mur.

“C’mon, we’re leaving you behind,” Mur told me.

“I’m coming,” I said. There were glowing eels or something up ahead, and I jogged to get a look. The other three continued turning up their various noses the whole way down.

When we finally reached the other end, a family of humans were just entering the tunnel. Their awestruck expressions were vindicating.

“Ohhh, wow!”

“This is lovely!”

“Look at the size of that one! I can almost touch it!”

“Don’t smudge the glass, honey.”

“But it’s so cool!”

I joined my coworkers at the exit with no small amount of smugness. “See? They get it.”

Mur waved a tentacle. “That just shows that your entire species has poor taste in decor.”

Paint shuddered, stepping into the brighter light of the station. “I would feel much safer with solid ground on all sides instead of all that water.”

I laughed. “See, that would make me worry that it was about to fall down on me.”

“A proper burrow would never!”

Kavlae walked past us both. “You planet-born folk have the silliest ideas about these things. I’ll stick with my windows into space.”

The rest of us immediately jumped in to agree that the risk of a hatch blowout was scarier than any cave-in. But the view of stars and galaxies could be pretty dang beautiful, so it was worth it.

~~~

Inspired by this art by @ellohcee.

These are the ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!

[feasibilities]

In Diosa ♆

Warnings: Yandere Aspects, Dom!Goddess, Stalking, BDSM, Ultimatum, etc.

Author's Note: Just a random blurb about a goddess OC who doesn't take no for an answer. Enjoy!

Being a goddess means you have everything at your disposal. Almost every need or want was fulfilled by your loyal devotees & servants. Any challengers or dissenters were met with a painful demise. Your powers were limitless.

You didn’t have access to one of your desires though—Namor. You had watched him for about a century. You studied every detail about him. Every word, every attribute, every tale from anyone who knew him. He was perfect for you.

You learned that he was a mutant that ruled the deep-sea kingdom of Talokan. He was worshipped by his people, just like you. The Talokanil called him the Feather Serpent God. He showed no mercy to the prying eyes of the surface would. This made you yearn for him even more.

Some of your past lovers died from old age or sickness. Some were banished from after you realized they couldn’t handle you. Something was missing. You were meant to share eternal love with a god & a god only. You had to meet him.

--

Near the Puerto Rico Trench, you sat on a jagged rock near a sea cliff. You were far from any shore. Waves were steady and the weather was mild. The frigid saltwater licked at your feet. The sun had just set, and the sky displayed beautiful oranges & purples. You felt the presence of all marine life around you. You could change anything about this, but you didn't. You enjoyed observing nature without intervention.

Feeling inspirited by your surroundings, you began to sing a siren song. It was the most beautiful melody anyone could hear--befitting for a goddess. The wind began to pick up. Humpback whales nearby began responding to your music. Your voice began to overshadow the susurration of the ocean.

--

Namor's routine was interrupted by the sonority of chorale. This was especially unusual as Talokanil sirens only sung to lure intruders to death. As melodious as their songs were, they never sang like this. He worried if Talokan's existence was threatened once again. He decided to investigate.

Swimming toward the surface, he saw a pod of whales gathered near the bottom of a cliff. The clicks & bellows they made signaled excitement. This was another oddity as they would dive to feed at this time, and there was no food here. He swam through the pod as the song grew louder. Peeking his head above water, he saw a woman resting on a rock. At this point, he worried that he was dreaming. No human could've made it this far out in the ocean. He dived under & swam closer in an effort to stay covert.

Although you didn't see him, you knew he was close. You can't say that you didn't sing to lure him out, but you loved to sing anyway. You couldn't help that it caught his attention. Looking into the water, you saw his face. You stopped singing and smiled brightly. It was obscured by the movement of the water, but his eyes were stark. You fluffed your hair & waited for you beloved to greet you.

Suddenly, Namor's spear flew from the water and nearly went through your head. Luckily, you caught it in mid-air. You saw him emerge from the water and dart through the air like a hummingbird. It was clear that he anticipated an attack. He stopped & turned around quickly to see if you were dead. To his surprise, you were unharmed with his prized possession in your hand.

"Now, is that any way to greet a goddess?" You teased.

Namor remained silent in a state of shock. He was floored by your nonchalance. Your glamour was a plus. His pride stung at the fact he was lured like a fish on a hook. No one brought this kind of hysteria out of him.

Namor then rested on the cliff above and stared down at you. You heard him speak. His voice was like velvet.

“Who are you & what could you possibly want from me?” He inquired.

In the blink of an eye, you were next to him. He was even more gorgeous up close. You sat his spear down & caressed his cheek with your thumb. Namor felt compelled to pull away but didn’t.

“Love. You and I are just alike. Two gods locked in the prison of immortality. We’re made for each other. Eternity deserves our union.” You explained, brushing your thumb against the prickles of his beard.

Namor finally realized who had been watching him for all these years. He was alarmed by your overzealous sentiments but was curious about what you could offer. None of his past flames burned quite like this.

“I would destroy a thousand civilizations if it meant I got to lay next to you each night. Without you, I am nothing. I would go to the ends of the universe for you, K’uk’ulkan.” You confessed, leaning in closer. He kissed you gently and lingered for a few moments. Your heart fluttered at the sensation of his warm breath on your skin. You then kissed him back with wild abandon. You felt as if all was right in the world.

--

“Je’el in diosa/Yes, my goddess.” Namor purred, pulling against his restraints. His hands were bound to the headboard as you rode him. You felt every inch & vein of his manhood. Your arousal dripped down his shaft. Namor felt like this was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen: Your skin glistening with sweat. your breasts bouncing with every motion, and your face twisted in pleasure. He ached to grab at the plush flesh around your hips.

For days on end, both of you explored the sanctuaries you resided in and that of each other’s bodies. The delectation that was created between you was marvelous. Codependency was made as well. This was better than any mortal could offer you. You had finally achieved your century-long objective.

[ciaossu-imagines]

Personalization Prompt #2 – Martha

And for the reader appreciation day of the event, I’m using the second personalization prompt for the wonderful Martha @going1582! Thank you so much for being a friend 😊 And I hope you’ll enjoy!!

BLACK: what face claim from an anime, comic book, or cartoon do I associate with you?

Of course, you already know this one, but it really is Alex Benedetto from Gangsta.! She’s gorgeous, has the right colouring, and is just always the first character to pop into my head when I think of Martha!

WHITE: what flame type and box weapon do I think you’d have in the khr!verse?

While I sort of answered this when I did the other personalization prompt, I do think you have dual Mist and Rain Flames. Your Mist Flames are just the tiniest bit stronger, and though you can’t create full blown illusions, you can use the Mist Flames in ways that do help to deceive or trick others, mostly in defensive ways, while your Rain Flames are the more offensive of the two. As far as box weapons go, I think your Rain box animal is a whale and your Mist Flame animal is a turkey. Going again with the symbolism of spirit animals, both of these animals have deep ties towards community and family. The whale is a symbol of wisdom, emotional healing, keeping history, and peaceful strength, while the turkey is a symbol of abundance and generosity.

RED: what aesthetics do I associate with you?

I know I did these up for you years ago now but they all still ring very true to me 😊

BLUE: what are three songs I’d put on a playlist for you?

LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS, the beatles

SWIMMING, james newton howard

DON’T GIVE UP, twice

YELLOW: what fictional world out of all my fandoms would I picture you in?

Going with the obvious answer that everyone has probably guessed will be here. KHR is the fandom we’ve shared for the longest time, the one we’ve talked about most, and it’s the one I see you in the easiest!

GREEN: who would I pair you with out of all my fandoms?

For KHR, it’s Hibari, of course! For K Project, it’s Dewa. For Nanbaka, it’s Trois. For Welcome to Demon School, Iruma-kun!, it’s Kalego. For Bungou Stray Dogs, it’s Chuuya. For Servamp, it’s Higan. For Saiyuki, it’s Kougaiji. For Eyeshield 21, it’s Akaba. For Ronin Warriors, it’s Cye. For Kekkaishi, it’s Hiba. For GetBackers, it’s Ban. For Black Cat, it’s Lin. For Karneval, it’s Jiki. For Gangsta., it’s Delico. For Bleach, it’s Hitsugaya. For Naruto, it’s Kankuro. For Deadman Wonderland, it’s Yo Takami. For Ouran, it’s Kyoya. For Durarara!!, it’s Walker. For Gintama, it’s Kamui. For Mystic Messenger, it’s Jumin. For Ikemen Revolution, it’s Oliver. For Blush Blush, it’s Volks. For Date Warp, it’s Alben. For Hatoful Boyfriend, it’s Nageki. For The Outsiders, it’s Ponyboy. For Class of the Titans, it’s Archie. For Ultimate Spider-Man, it’s Danny. For Gravity Falls, it’s Ford. For The Mighty Ducks, it’s Fulton. For Jungle Fury, it’s R.J. For Ninja Storm, it’s Dustin. For Mystic Force, it’s Xander.

PURPLE: what gif reminds me of you?

PINK: if you were an AU, what type of AU would you be?

I do see you as a nice, relaxed, soothing type of AU, something very slice of life oriented without a lot of major drama and angst, so a nice coffeeshop AU or even a high-school AU would be what I would picture you as.

RAINBOW: if i were to write a khr sequel, following Tsuna’s demise, and could only use my reader’s as characters, who would you be?

Easy! It’s the same answer it’s probably always been, where I see you as the next Rain Guardian!

[nighttime-radio]

I'd figure there is not much light pollution wherever you are. I can't imagine how pretty the outside must be.

it is… once you get past the existential dread of the infinite cosmos, it’s actually quite beautiful here. As you guessed, there’s no light pollution here since the radio station is the only building around in many many light years. The sky is so much more colorful than simple black and white. There are reds, oranges, blues, purples, all swirling around in rocks and stardust. And sometimes you can even see creatures floating around in the void. Like a space whale or a turtle! They usually tend to keep away from the station, but sometimes if I’m lucky, a school of these creatures will swim past! When they do I’m able to study them and try to figure out how it all works. How they can swim among the nothingness. I theorize that it has something to do with gravity, which would explain why these creatures are either unbelievably large or swim in groups! Somehow they use their own gravity and the gravity of nearby celestial objects to move themselves around! This is only a theory however and I’m still trying to study them, it’s hard to compare notes when you’re the only researcher around, so take that with a grain of salt. But I still believe it’s a fascinating thing to study. Perhaps if I learn how these creatures maneuver around space, maybe I could learn how to steer the radio station so I can actually go somewhere rather than float around aimlessly! this hope is part of the “personal research” I mentioned last night. I think the only reason I’ve been allowed to remember that part of my research is because being able to move the station could technically improve my ability to study things up close. I have a really big and really effective telescope on the roof of the station, but seeing things through a lens can only do so much. I can only imagine what I could do if I got my hands on a little more of that stardust! If it can be used as a fuel source than maybe I could use it to improve my equipment so the radio waves have an easier time of actually reaching people! The stuff I have here is pretty old school but clearly it gets the job done if I can have listeners and callers, but there’s always room for improvement! I’ll be sure to tell you if I make any breakthroughs in this research, but in the meantime I’ve been able to reorganize my notes on a few old legends on an ancient city that I’m really excited to share! But that will be all for tonight. So thank you dear caller, and any other listeners that may be out there… reporting from a little radio station in space, the Nighttime Radio bids you a Goodnight and sweet dreams as you drift off into your own adventure within your unconscious mind… And as always…

thanks for tuning in….

[gol-travels]

Maldives; Paradise on Earth

Introduction

When you imagine an idyllic paradise on Earth, your mind may conjure up images of pristine white-sand beaches, crystal-clear turquoise waters, and overwater bungalows perched above colorful coral reefs. Such a paradise exists, and it's called the Maldives. This archipelago nation, located in the Indian Ocean, is renowned for its breathtaking beauty, making it a dream destination for travelers seeking an escape to a tropical paradise. In this blog, we'll take you on a virtual journey to explore the wonders of the Maldives.

Geography and Location

The Maldives is a tropical paradise composed of 26 atolls, each made up of countless coral islands. This small nation is situated in the Indian Ocean, southwest of Sri Lanka and India. It stretches across roughly 1,200 islands, of which only about 200 are inhabited, while the rest remain uninhabited, waiting to be discovered by adventurous souls.

Breathtaking Beaches

The Maldives is synonymous with pristine beaches that seem to have been plucked from a postcard. The powdery white sands and crystal-clear waters create a dreamlike setting for relaxation, water sports, and romantic getaways. Whether you're strolling along the beach hand in hand with your loved one or simply basking in the sun, you'll find serenity on these shores.

Underwater Wonders

One of the Maldives' most remarkable features is its vibrant marine life. The clear waters here are a haven for snorkelers and divers. Beneath the surface, you'll discover a mesmerizing world of colorful coral reefs, exotic fish, and even the chance to swim with majestic creatures like manta rays and whale sharks. The Maldives' underwater world is like a living painting that will leave you in awe of nature's wonders.

Luxurious Overwater Bungalows

Staying in an overwater bungalow is a quintessential Maldivian experience. These iconic accommodations provide direct access to the Indian Ocean, allowing you to wake up to the sound of gentle waves and take a refreshing dip in the sea right from your deck. Many resorts in the Maldives offer these luxurious bungalows, which provide an unforgettable and intimate experience for honeymooners and romantic getaways.

Sunsets and Stargazing

The Maldives offers some of the most spectacular sunsets you'll ever witness. As the sun dips below the horizon, the sky is painted with vibrant hues of orange, pink, and purple. It's the perfect backdrop for a romantic evening or a memorable beachside dinner. Once night falls, the clear, unpolluted skies provide a fantastic opportunity for stargazing. The lack of light pollution reveals a breathtaking view of the stars and constellations, making it an ideal setting for astronomy enthusiasts.

Culture and Cuisine

While the natural beauty of the Maldives is undoubtedly a major draw, the local culture and cuisine are equally captivating. The Maldivian people are known for their warm hospitality, and you can immerse yourself in their traditions by visiting local islands and experiencing their unique way of life. Maldivian cuisine is a delicious blend of flavors influenced by Indian, Sri Lankan, and Arabic cuisines. Fresh seafood, coconut, and aromatic spices are central to their dishes, providing a true taste of the islands.

Conclusion

The Maldives is the embodiment of paradise on Earth, where nature's beauty and luxury seamlessly coexist. It's a destination that caters to both relaxation and adventure, with its stunning beaches, vibrant marine life, luxurious overwater bungalows, and captivating culture. If you're seeking a tropical escape that feels like a dream, the Maldives is your answer. Pack your bags and prepare for an unforgettable journey to one of the most beautiful places on the planet. Your very own slice of heaven awaits in the Maldives.

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[thezanyarthropleura]

AO3 still down? Alright then, here’s a compilation of my ‘Battra and Belvera destroy Mu’ storyline from the flashback sequences in Don’t Tell Me (How This Game Ends), with the next part (vs. Megalon and King Caesar) added from my draft of the next chapter. Warnings for typical kaiju violence and destruction. None of the monsters die for real, doubly so since this is meant as a prequel to the movies they all later appear in.

(btw, it’ll still probably be around another month before I’m done with the whole chapter)

7946 BCE

The sea churned with bile, tumultuous waves crashing in chaotic frenzy, dragging with them the corpses of hundreds of creatures of the deep. In skies so saturated with toxic mist the moon shone through it with the color of blood, winged shadows cackled with delight, swooping down to tear greedy chunks out of rotting whales and mosasaurs.

Rising with each breach of the surface, Battra’s bright yellow, knifelike crest fell to split the waves, over and over again. Tsunamis hundreds of meters high could not move the hardened, spiked armor of the larva, and the shadows knew well to steer clear of the dark moth in his steady advance.

One creature had not heeded the warning, or perhaps could not, its whiplike slither in the water easily felt even across the great distance. Battra’s glowing red compound eyes, passing above and below the surface with each contraction of his segmented body, scanned both fields of darkness for any sign of the approaching foe.

Beneath, it was. A writhing, teal-green serpent with a crown of long, narrowed horns. Two sets of small grasping legs spaced down its body. Ferocity in its bared fangs.

That one’s Manda. Don’t get caught in his coils or give him a chance to latch on. His scales can absorb and store energy. If you shoot, don’t miss!

Battra didn’t intend to. Without warning, he dropped well below the waves, directly into the path of the advancing serpent. A surge of yellow-orange lightning coursed up the spiked armor segments that made up the back of his head and coalesced up and down his horn, darkening to match the shades of the sky above. Drawing his head back and snapping it forward, he sent out a bolt of lightning that cast a sunset red glow through the murky deep.

Reacting just in time, Manda loosened the tight pattern of his swimming motion, becoming a widened coil that allowed the bolt to pass harmlessly through the middle. With alarm, Battra watched as smaller electrical offshoots were drawn out of the lightning and attracted into Manda’s body, his scales taking on the red glow until he appeared nearly to be made of hellish flame. With the attack passed, Manda tightened his coil again and switched to a violent, back-and-forth lashing.

Battra moved to duck, but Manda leveraged his snakelike body to a full stop in the water, letting his tail catch up and then spinning to crack it forward like a whip. Aimed to follow the larva’s attempted escape, the barbed tail-end struck hard against the side of Battra’s head, discharging the built-up energy on impact in a burst of light and rolling him upside-down in the water.

A squealed roar and a torrent of bubbles escaped Battra’s mandibles, and he urgently twisted his form until he could bombard Manda with another bolt of horn lightning and twin bolts of purple from his eyes. But Manda was at home in the water, even so toxified, darting about with enough speed and maneuverability to not only dodge multiple volleys of lightning, but make a tight curve around each bolt until his body surged with electrified purple and red.

Manda looped into a spiral somersault and brought the tip of his tail down on Battra’s head, just to the side of his crest. While the dark moth was still recovering, three more hits to the face and neck dispersed the rest of Manda’s absorbed energy, and bludgeoned Battra into a daze. Baring teeth, the serpent lunged and clamped onto the fleshy base of Battra’s left tusk, nostrils flaring in view of the eye above as the rest of Manda’s body looped several times around Battra and closed in tight.

Battra! What are you doing? Don’t let that oversized worm take you down!

Casting a sharp glare at nothing, Battra internally groaned. The serpent’s muscles constricted against his exoskeleton, inflicting enough strain the dark moth feared his armor might crack. But he could barely move, and even his own attempts to writhe against the pressure felt weak and weaker still with every moment that passed. For a moment, there was nearly peace, just the pressure and the calm of deeper waters as the entwined monsters slowly sank toward the bottom.

But shadows moved in the emptiness, the bloated corpses of fishes, mollusks, and marine mammals and reptiles alike. Not simply from the polluted seas, but now, so many that hadn’t survived the temperature shock and anoxia of the changed currents. Such hubris, such carelessness…

Battra’s eyes flared red like the moon, energy surging around them. Enraged, he thrashed back and forth, holding up the many spiked feet on either side of his body so they poked at the thinner scales on Manda’s underbelly. He lashed out with the forked trident of spines at the tip of his tail, scraping several times against the excess length of Manda’s until with one final lunge he managed to spear one of the longer spines between scales and deep into flesh.

Manda’s jaws slipped as he gasped a low, gurgling roar, and the grip he regained on Battra’s tusk wasn’t nearly as secure. Battra bashed at the loosening coils with his two largest, hooked feet, pushing one length of Manda’s body far enough away that he could use the point to scrape at it, indenting several scales at disturbed angles. Wrenching and twisting his tail spikes, he wedged the impaled spine deeper and deeper, until blood clouded the water and Manda was forced to let go, hastily putting distance between himself and the dark moth.

Second incoming! Above you!

Battra looked on high toward the water’s surface in time to watch the shape descend – a lizard with a spiky, fishlike face, gliding down through the water like a manta ray on stretches of skin that joined its forward and rear limbs. A single row of thin, sickle-curved spines ran down the middle of its back to the end of its tail.

It’s Varan! He’s as good in water as he is on land and in the air. Watch the spines when he curls up!

Parting the water with cupped, webbed hands, Varan leant forward into a somersault, lashing down with the spines on his tail and grazing Battra’s left flank as he dodged to the side. Battra repaid the reptile in kind, spinning in a tight circle and scraping a row of sharp foot spikes against Varan’s tough, scaly hide. He uncurled and flexed his tail segments quickly, pursuing his new, descending opponent with a barrage of lightning and a main pair of legs ready to strike downward.

Varan’s pseudo-carapace of tough back armor tanked the energy attacks, and as Battra’s hooks closed in, the reptile twirled to swim inverted and reached upward to catch the limbs in his webbed hands. The two monsters locked gazes for just a moment, before Varan leaned back, pulling Battra down and curling up into a fierce double-kick to the caterpillar’s underside.

Battra was sent sprawling, crashing through an unidentified mass that broke apart too easily to be made of rock or earth. A set of legs combed through the silt on the ocean floor, splaying apart with the protective curve of a segmented body to bring the dark moth’s uncontrolled slide to a gradual stop. In the process, Battra’s arrival had kicked up an obscuring cloud that included debris from artificial structures, as well as the unmistakable shapes of several bloated human corpses drifting idly within the disturbed sediment.

You’re already over the continent, or what used to be part of it. The rich and powerful moved inland and built their sea walls. They left everyone else to drown.

BATTRA CARES NOT FOR THE SUFFERING OF HUMANS.

Good for you. Varan’s closing in on your right side.

Turning, Battra saw the silhouette of the triphibian reptile, at a diagonal forward hunch on his hind feet as he strolled across the seafloor. In the clouded water, Varan was ghostlike, moving between submerged buildings as more flood-washed refuse drifted upwards with every step.

Battra lit up the water with a triple energy blast, but Varan was quick, pushing off the bottom and using his gliding wings to drift overhead of the attack. Varan stalled with his arms spread wide and brought his hind legs up for a powerful kick to Battra’s face, staggering the bulky larva.

On landing, Varan brought his right arm around for a horizontal sweep of his claws, scratching the armor on Battra’s face and narrowly missing his eye. With a shove forward from his many legs, Battra slid himself backward, dodging the next swipe and kicking up even more of a dust cloud. While Varan was following through, upper body momentarily twisted aside, Battra reared up on his hind segments, battering Varan in the shoulder with his largest right foreclaw and sending the reptile crashing down onto his side.

Through the mist, debris, and bodies, Battra sent lightning up his horn and struck at what he could see of Varan with bolt after bolt, making the reptile squirm as he tried to get up.

Watch it, Manda’s coming back!

The slithering serpent appeared out of nowhere, one moment a head with snapping jaws breaking through the clouds and the next, a long, scaled body crossing far too close in Battra’s field of vision, cast in warm reddish light by Battra’s attacks and indeed drawing their energy unto itself. Manda vanished into the clouds again as quickly as he’d appeared, but now there was a glow swimming through them, around them, split up by the silhouettes of the buildings the serpent passed behind.

Varan tried to get up again, but even with Battra’s onslaught halted, he appeared to convulse and stumble, reaching for and scratching at the side of his neck while his jaws broke loose with a strangled roar, air bubbling up past the widened whites of his eyes.

Battra could nearly feel pity for the creature, succumbing faster than his serpentine ally to the devastation his creators had wrought upon nature. But as Varan gulped down poison and recovered enough to swipe once again with deadly claws, he was simply an obstacle standing in the way of Earth’s dark salvation. Batting aside the attack with the flat of his horn, the dark moth lunged, impaling the weapon’s point in Varan’s shoulder and pushing forward through the reptile’s cries of pain. Eyes flashed and lighting traveled up the horn, dealing searing heat past the barrier of Varan’s thick skin – until the light in front of Battra suddenly paled in comparison to that behind him, and a powerful coiling strike of Manda’s tail exploded along his right flank.

Sent sailing through the murky depths, Battra collided with the waterlogged structure of another sunken building. Catching sight of Manda writhing about for another attack, Battra pushed off with his largest legs, gaining altitude and beginning to swim. Manda, however, handily dodged an attempted ram of the dark moth’s protruding horn, instead coiling around Battra and digging the claws of his forward limbs into the creases of Battra’s carapace.

Attempting to dislodge the serpent once again, Battra found Manda capable of learning from past mistakes, this time leaving more than enough distance between his coiling neck and Battra’s sharp spines as he clamped his jaws down at the base of a right tusk.

However, with a loose hold consisting only of the three anchors, there was no chance of crushing or constricting, leaving the serpent’s intentions a mystery – until a scrambling Varan pushed himself above the refuse. Manda lashed his tail out toward the triphibian reptile, and Varan’s front paws caught it just at the base of the flared end. Curling fully around the acquired handhold, Varan formed his row of back spines into a bladed circular saw.

Like a violent tug on a rope, Manda’s body contracted.

Bubbles escaped Battra’s parting jaws in a pained screech, yellow-green hemolymph clouding the water, as the bladed back of Varan, spinning on Manda’s twisting tail, made a quick slice through the dark moth’s carapace.

Lashing out in the other direction, Manda’s body was soon stretched to its limits and simply rebounded, bringing the saw back for another strike that left another bleeding cut between two legs farther down Battra’s left side. No matter how much Battra struggled, he could not escape the strange dance the three monsters found themselves in, Varan always being drawn back for yet another devastating impact.

You’re stronger than that, Battra! You’re cleverer than that! Show these worthless human pawns what you can do!

Battra stopped struggling.

He waited.

And when Varan was already sailing towards him once more, he roughly twisted his body from end to end, the bladed tips of his feet nearly mirroring a double helix. This time, the water was clouded with dark red instead of yellow, a different muffled screech resounding as Varan’s spines struck scales instead of chitinous armor.

Manda detached immediately, struggling for a moment even against the body still curled around his tail until Varan let go, drifting aimlessly in the water as the bloodied serpent made his panicked escape. Battra wasted no time before converging all three beams at the wound in the triphibian reptile’s shoulder, setting off a plume of dark smoke as a pained, twitching Varan scrambled away and drifted down to the sea floor.

Battra’s compound eyes swept across the settling clouds of sediment in the drowned city, wary for any sign of further hostility from his opponents.

Leave them, they’re not your enemies! Attack the human beings!

Battra could find little reluctance as he departed the scene, drifting closer back to the surface as he resumed his steady course. A sideways heave of his head above the waves left water trailing from his horn, a screech echoing in the night as he appeared at last to his hosts, a specter at world’s end.

Moonlit currents sparkled red, broken by the hulls of hundreds of submarines formed up in defense, behind them the forbidding seawall and its line of serpentine defense turrets. Behind them, the land, and only in the distance, framed by lightning and its own energetic chaos, was the black mountain. Both a monument to the humans’ mastery of the land, and the stepping stone to their dominance of the skies, the upwrought mound of dark stone rose higher than even the clouds, the twelve artificial spires at its peak continually charging with their horrid blood-crimson lightning. Even as Battra watched, another discharge was sent high into the atmosphere, detonating in a shockwave that passed overhead in all directions.

Far nearer though, in only the first of the visible foothills behind the seawall, the land exploded from a new, metallic peak rising from underneath. On the momentum of the spinning drill, another defender rose up through the dust on unfolding wings and landed on two-toed, insectoid feet. The bipedal beetle clacked his drill-half hands together in anticipation.

Nearby, a sheer cliff face supporting a temple atop it exploded out from the side, another gigantic humanoid figure marching eagerly forward to join the beetle. Reflected moonlight was caught in gemstone eyes, dust casually shaken from both fur and stone. The guardian shisa clenched his fists and flicked his doglike ears skyward, staring down the threat with perpetually-grimacing teeth.

Battra’s hellish eyes remained undaunted, matched by the fury of the tiny priestess who drifted close on her winged mount to hover beside him.

On a different day, he would note the small distinctions between the pain that dwelled in both their tortured hearts, the desperation fueling their unending rage, hope and love all violently torn out of broken frames held together now by chains of spite.

But for this one, horrid and beautiful moment, perhaps in all of time unending, there was not a single command of hers that was not a mere, redundant echo of his own thoughts.

Battra… DESTROY!

If she’d said the words aloud, they would have broken her voice. She’d waited so long, pleading with the Earth as she watched the Mu people tear each other apart, and now, finally, there was answer. There was justice. There was judgement.

Lightning from Battra’s horn and eyes washed over the submarine fleet, detonating the machines themselves along with the pill-shaped yellow canisters a few of them were attempting to mine the water with. With a writhe in the surf, Battra lunged forward in a caterpillar curl, scraping the closest subs apart with the tips of his feet and following up with another sweeping pass of his beams to ignite those farther afield.

The serpentine defense turrets, another concept borrowed from Nilai Kanai, cackled with green light as they unleashed their converging fire. Battra was suddenly struck by dozens of beams at once, warded back into a panic by their sheer numbers. Even his horn, surging with burning power, could only strike out at one turret at a time from above, too slow to weed out the progenitors of his pain as smoke rose from his face and neck.

Dive, Battra! Get back in the water!

The yellow horn fell like a guillotine, the surf parting and reconvening until it evened out. The water became strangely quiet for almost a full minute, and Belvera watched from above with building anticipation and worry.

Alright, now, where are you… she wondered as she drifted further inland on Garu-Garu, passing high over the seawall and sharing her tense confusion with the two bipedal defenders wandering the dark countryside.

Then, the earth began to shake, and Belvera smiled.

With a roar that echoed through the disturbed ground, Battra’s horn broke the surface, coming up through a grassy plain behind the seawall. A dust cloud gathered, turning Battra’s eyes into demonic lanterns as prism beams coalesced to fire.

Struck from behind in dancing chains of purple lightning, all turrets in range were blown to rocky bits. A few buildings caught in the crossfire were cataclysmically severed at the same level, the energy scorching them clean through-and-through.

Hooking his largest legs over the edge of his burrowed crater, Battra heaved himself up onto the terrain, just as heavy footfalls brought him to alert. With drill-half hands held low and pointed forward, Megalon was making a run in from the side, two-toed feet thundering on the earth.

The beetle’s Megalon. He can spit out napalm grenades and his horn can shoot lightning like yours, but he’s too dumb to use any of it effectively. Should be a breeze.

At the last moment of Megalon’s approach, Battra ducked aside from the half-drills and brought his tail-end up out of the hole in the ground, snapping it like a whip at shin-level and sending Megalon tripping forward over it. With a turn and a leap, Battra followed the ditch carved by the beetle’s slide, landing half on top of Megalon with leg tips clacking over the surface of black-and-yellow striped elytra. A large, hooked foreleg fell down on the back of Megalon’s head as he tried to rise, bashing his face back into the dirt.

Battra’s mandibles let out a taunting screech, even as his armor sparked with the impacts of green-blue weapons fire, incoming from the nearby slope where Muan rider pairs trudged downhill on their six-legged kilolon mounts. Battra let loose a triple volley of prism lightning and turned his head to let more bolts dance across the ground, incinerating the smaller beetles until there was nothing left but smoke rising from their burned-out husks.

Husks which shook and rattled and rolled down the slope as the footfalls of King Caesar sent the mountain itself trembling. The shisa was running at a slight angle along the hillside, likely trying to get at Battra from the left side where he’d just been firing his beams. Battra cast irritated, wrathful eyes on the new foe.

King Caesar. I don’t know why they call him that, he’s a giant shisa, it should be King Shisa. Either way, smash him. He moves pretty fast for having all that solid rock armor, and whatever you do, don’t—

Battra’s head spikes cackled with orange light, a pair of purple prism beams tearing through the hillside on a course for Caesar’s feet. Caesar kicked off into open air, crossing in front of Battra as the beams swept along to follow. It was a full cartwheel leap, and Caesar was upside-down with his head in place to absorb both beams into his right eye once they caught up to his position.

At that moment, Megalon put his drills together, and managed to catch the grooves well enough in the terrain below to pull himself out from underneath Battra and further underground. While Battra was still processing that, King Caesar landed on his feet, trampling a bit of forest to Battra’s right as he continued the momentum of his run. From his left eye, a condensed purple prism beam carved the ground on a diagonal path toward Battra and, on impact, threw the larva high and curling in the air to crash down a few dozen meters away.

Like I was SAYING, don’t shoot any beams at him, especially not his face! His eyes’ll just catch them and throw them back out ten times as strong!

Rolling back onto his many feet, Battra deeply grunted in annoyance, but had little time to seethe as King Caesar leapt and kneed him in the side of the face, bringing him down again. He swung his head crest upward on offense, but Caesar grabbed it around the middle, the sharpened edge doing little to harm the other monster’s bricklike skin. Caesar wrapped his left arm around the back of Battra’s carapace and lifted the larva up off the ground, pinned against his rocky side, while many sharp legs wavered for purchase. Caesar struggled with the muscular strength of Battra’s writhing for a few more moments before seemingly giving up, and instead turned and threw Battra with impressive distance, enough that Belvera had to turn around and fly into the vicinity of another mountainside to track his landing.

Belvera smiled as a squadron of aerial drones attempted a bombardment, only for Battra to direct a trio of beams skyward, setting the propelled explosives off like fireworks. She smiled wider as Battra continued to sweep the beams down and across the level of the terrain, reducing a nearby inhabited settlement to cinders. Only the heavy, enraged, pounding feet of King Caesar coming over the hill brought the larva rounding his head to glare once again at the lion-dog kaiju.

King Caesar took wide, diagonal steps in a zigzag approach, arms low and hands out to the sides while his head tilted with each footfall in a mocking intimidation display. Battra was having none of it, and scuttled with his many legs into a powerful forward leap, slamming into King Caesar’s center of mass and making him stumble. His largest legs hooked around Caesar’s upper arms, pinning them to his sides, and the several decently-long legs right above them splayed and wavered with Battra’s neck as it swung from to side to side, claw-tips drawing sparks as they scraped repeatedly against the sides of Caesar’s face.

Dirt and dust started to kick up nearby to the two struggling kaiju, followed by a drill-bit point poking up through the ground a few hundred meters away.

Watch it, Megalon’s coming up behind you!

The Beetle parted his hands just long enough to heave himself out of the broken earth, and then put the drill halves back together. He held the combined, spinning drill out in the air past his left shoulder as he ran forward, clearly intending to use it to batter the back of Battra’s head.

Battra curled the tip of his tail around one of King Caesar’s legs, pulling it out from underneath and causing them both to fall over just as Megalon tried to intercept. Underneath the passing drill, Battra swung out with his head crest edge-on, slicing into the gap between the hanging scales on Megalon’s left thigh and drawing a spurt of yellow lymph-fluid.

Megalon stumbled, stopped the drill on the edge to separate his hands, and used the left half to urgently pat at the bleeding injury. In what was probably a fortuitous accident, a bout of panicked skipping on his feet got him turned around enough to face Battra again, and he took an opportunistic shot at the larva with his lightning horn.

Battra leapt back in recoil, but King Caesar eagerly craned his neck to take the electric bolt in his right eye upside-down, then leaned upward to fire it right-side-up from his left. From the force of the bolt striking up along his exposed throat and face, Battra was sent flying completely off Caesar, and a yellow-green spray followed his severed right tusk as it spun end-over-end through the air.

King Caesar stumbled to his feet, with Megalon happily hopping up to stand beside him and posing with his nearer half-drill held diagonally in the air. Caesar ignored the gesture and charged forward, leaving behind a dejected Megalon slowly lowering his arm. Before Battra could react, the shisa had heaved him up off the ground in both arms, turned around, and beckoned a roar to Megalon.

Halfheartedly perking up in interest, it took a few more roars amid Battra’s struggles for Megalon to react, opening his mouthparts to dispense a propelled napalm grenade. The red-sand-encased projectile struck Battra along the flank, exploding in a swell of flame that adhered to and continued to burn on the surface of Battra’s exoskeletal plates.

Belvera leant over Garu-Garu’s saddle in alarm. Battra, get out of there!

Battra made a number of attempts to push or writhe himself free, but King Caesar held on implacably through several more napalm bomb hits. Finally, a muscular curl set them both off-balance enough for the next bomb to strike the shaggy mane tendrils draped across Caesar’s left shoulder, instantly setting alight the shisa’s fur.

In a panic, Caesar dropped Battra, and staggered on shaky feet as he tried to pat out the flames. Megalon paid no mind to his ally’s distress and adjusted to fire more bombs at Battra on the ground, setting the terrain ablaze as the burning larva undulated a steady path through them.

Battra was heading for the ocean, having set course toward a nearby slope leading down to the inside face of the seawall. Lightning from his eyes and horns struck at the smooth surface, creating cracks and small breaches that sprayed seawater over the nearby housing and maintenance structures. Hundreds of humans fled from the great larva’s approach, or from the accompanying, indiscriminate bombardment from their own beetle guardian.

But Battra’s movement was steadily slowing down, as more direct hits added to the bonfire on his carapace. Melting armor dripped from his burning neck and face, his green, red, and yellow coloration all faded together into an oozing, crusted brown, and finally, his legs froze in place, the ones attached to the terrain no longer pointed but fused to the surface like goop. The red light faded from his eyes, and what remained of Battra was merely a brown, burning husk in his former shape.

Belvera, however, grinned wide, still able to feel Battra’s life within.

Megalon had halted the bombardment, tilting his head curiously as he watched the flames fade to flickers upon his petrified opponent. King Caesar cautiously rounded from the lower part of the slope, having taken advantage of the leaks sprung in the seawall and returned to the fight with his fur merely singed to black on most of his left side. Numerous ground or low-hover vehicles, interspersed with creature mounts, approached Battra from all sides as the humans aboard them made an effort to surround and close off the area. With the fires burning out, the prolonged lull in combat, and the first visible shades of deep indigo-violet showing in the night sky with the setting of the red moon, it was one eerily quiet moment at the dawning of civilization’s end.

Then a crack resounded, the melted, dried form of Battra splitting open.

What had been the larva’s head crumbled and fell off, pieces of fused carapace crushing unwitting human bystanders. The back splitting apart jostled the small fires that lingered to either side of the fissure, most of them put out by the wind. A new carapace, composed of many backswept spikes of vibrant blood-red, rose out of the gap, followed by still-shriveled dark sheaths which were serrated on-edge with yellow spines – those being pushed aside by jagged, clawed, insectoid legs that quickly reached and established a secured grip on the broken shell below. A head with many horns, the largest of which were yellow-orange and lighted from within, rose to survey the world it had entered anew, the same red eyes casting the same dark judgement as Battra spread his wings.

He was beautiful.

Her vengeance was beautiful indeed.

None of the humans had reacted, taken any advantage to fire on the emerging creature. Even King Caesar and Megalon had been left to watch in awe, in the absence of any orders. The few minds Belvera spied upon showed her the reason, the delicious truth.

They hadn’t believed, at first. Battra’s larva was so different from Mothra’s, it had been reasonable that this was merely some mere giant creature that had chosen to attack. One that could be resisted the same as any other threat, and that signified nothing of consequence for anyone.

But now, they knew.

They knew, now, it was a god’s fury wrought upon them. A new guardian spawned from the Earth itself, the Battle Mothra. Thousands watched through eyes or screens as Battra dramatically lifted off, ascending directly vertical above the gathered onlookers as the undersides of his wings surged with building, crimson red lightning.

Some humans tried to run. Most didn’t bother.

It was an electrical storm with fury Belvera had never seen, the red-tinted brightness reflecting in her delighted eyes. The fleeing humans were split down the middle into wisps of drifting embers on impact, the vehicles exploding with flame and some of the lightning even reaching out to all sides and blasting buildings apart. Megalon was struck at least a dozen times across the front of his body, smoke billowing from each wound as he collapsed backward off his feet. King Caesar managed to catch one bolt in his eye, but enough of them struck his upper torso to send him toppling over as well, the intended counterattack veering off course and cutting a broader, red diagonal through the dark sky that merely served to illuminate Battra’s magnificence from above as well as below.

Belvera felt her body ease, relief in tearful eyes, and basked in the glow of devastation.

[dreamharmonies]

Sailing Through Paradise: The Ultimate Guide to Unforgettable Boat Tours in Poipu, Kauai

Introduction

Imagine yourself surrounded by turquoise waters, the sun warming your face, and the gentle rocking of a boat as you sail through one of the most beautiful coastlines on Earth. Welcome to Poipu, Kauai – the true paradise for boat tour enthusiasts! With stunning cliffs, crystal-clear waters, and an abundance of marine life, Poipu is a dream come true for anyone who loves the ocean.

When you embark on Kauai boat tours Poipu, you're not just signing up for a simple boat ride; you're about to experience an adventure that will stay with you forever. From the awe-inspiring Na Pali coastline to the playful dolphins swimming alongside your boat, Poipu offers an unparalleled opportunity to explore some of Hawaii's most breathtaking scenery.

Exploring the Waters of Poipu, Kauai

Kauai Boat Tours in Poipu – The Ultimate Adventure

Poipu's boat tours are unlike any other. The rugged coastline, combined with the vibrant marine life, makes this place a top destination for anyone wanting to experience the true beauty of Hawaii.

The Unmatched Beauty of Poipu’s Coastline

Poipu’s coastline is a masterpiece. The dramatic cliffs, lush greenery, and hidden sea caves create a setting straight out of a postcard. As you sail along, you’ll witness how the waves have sculpted the shoreline into a series of stunning formations that have stood the test of time.

What Makes Kauai Boat Tours Unique?

There’s something magical about boat tours in Poipu, Kauai. Perhaps it's the chance to spot spinner dolphins dancing in the water or witnessing humpback whales breaching during the winter months. Whatever it is, Kauai’s boat tours promise memories that will last a lifetime.

Types of Boat Tours Available in Poipu

When it comes to boat tours, Poipu has something for everyone. Let’s take a closer look at the various options available.

Snorkeling Boat Tours

If you’re fascinated by the underwater world, a snorkeling boat tour is perfect for you. You'll have the chance to dive into the warm waters and encounter colorful fish, vibrant coral reefs, and friendly sea turtles.

Whale Watching Excursions

From December to April, the waters around Poipu become a playground for humpback whales. A whale-watching tour lets you witness these gentle giants in their natural habitat, an experience that is both humbling and awe-inspiring.

Sunset Cruises

Imagine watching the sun dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink, orange, and purple, all while enjoying a gentle breeze on a boat. Sunset cruises in Poipu offer a romantic and serene way to end your day.

Private Charters for a Tailored Experience

For those looking for a more personalized experience, private charters allow you to create your own itinerary. Whether you want to explore hidden coves, go snorkeling, or simply relax with your loved ones, a private charter offers unparalleled flexibility.

Visit https://www.holoholokauaiboattours.com/kauai-boat-tours/

The Best Times to Enjoy Boat Tours in Poipu

Seasonal Highlights

Summer – Calm Seas and Sunny Skies

Summertime in Poipu is ideal for boat tours. The calm seas and sunny skies make for smooth sailing, and the visibility for snorkeling is at its best.

Winter – Whale Watching Magic

Winter is the season for whale watching. It’s the time when humpback whales migrate to Kauai’s warm waters, making it a spectacular time to take a boat tour.

Ideal Weather Conditions for an Unforgettable Trip

The weather in Poipu is generally warm and pleasant year-round, but always check the forecast before your trip to ensure smooth sailing.

What to Expect on a Poipu Boat Tour

Breathtaking Scenery and Wildlife

One of the highlights of any boat tour in Poipu is the incredible wildlife you’ll encounter.

Dolphins, Sea Turtles, and Tropical Fish

You’ll likely spot pods of playful spinner dolphins, curious sea turtles, and schools of tropical fish as you sail through the waters. It’s an up-close and personal experience with nature that you won’t soon forget.

The Awe-Inspiring Na Pali Coastline

The Na Pali coastline is a sight to behold. With its dramatic cliffs, lush valleys, and cascading waterfalls, it’s no wonder this area is often considered one of the most beautiful coastlines in the world.

The Local Guides – Your Friendly Navigators

The local guides are knowledgeable and passionate about Kauai’s marine life and history. They’ll share fascinating stories and facts, making your journey even more enriching.

Tips for Making the Most of Your Kauai Boat Tours in Poipu

What to Bring on Your Tour

Essential Items for Comfort and Safety

Bring sunscreen, sunglasses, a hat, and a light jacket. The sun can be intense, and the ocean breeze might be cooler than you expect.

Don’t Forget Your Camera!

The views are breathtaking, and you’ll want to capture every moment. Make sure your camera is charged and ready!

How to Choose the Right Boat Tour for You

Consider what you want to experience – whether it’s snorkeling, whale watching, or simply enjoying the sunset – and choose a tour that fits your preferences.

Sustainable and Eco-Friendly Boat Tours

How Boat Tours Contribute to Kauai's Conservation Efforts

Many boat tours in Poipu follow eco-friendly practices to protect the marine environment, ensuring that future generations can enjoy this paradise.

Ways You Can Help Preserve Poipu's Marine Life

Be mindful of your surroundings, avoid touching marine life, and always dispose of trash properly.

The Most Scenic Routes and Hidden Gems

Exploring Secluded Caves and Coves

The coast around Poipu is dotted with hidden caves and secluded coves, waiting to be explored. These gems offer a sense of adventure and discovery.

Spotting Rare Wildlife Along the Journey

Keep your eyes peeled for rare birds and sea creatures that inhabit this unique ecosystem.

Frequently Asked Questions About Poipu Boat Tours

What is the best time to go on a boat tour in Poipu?

The best time depends on what you want to experience, but summer is great for calm seas, and winter is perfect for whale watching.

Can I bring children on a boat tour?

Yes, most boat tours are family-friendly, but it’s always best to check with the tour operator.

Do I need to be an experienced swimmer to go snorkeling?

Not necessarily. Many tours provide life vests, and the guides are there to assist you.

Are boat tours safe during rain?

Most tours will operate in light rain, but they might be canceled in the case of rough seas or storms.

How long do the boat tours typically last?

Tours can last anywhere from a couple of hours to a full day, depending on the type of tour you choose.

Conclusion

Poipu, Kauai, offers an unparalleled experience when it comes to boat tours. With its stunning landscapes, diverse marine life, and the chance to explore hidden gems, there’s no better way to experience this slice of paradise. So, what are you waiting for? Set sail and make memories that will last a lifetime!

[cruisepartyinsandiego]

Day Cruises from San Diego with stunning oceanfront views

With its flawless coastline and dynamic harbor, San Diego offers a combination of outings with various travelers. Whether you're close via looking for a sensible departure or a visitor irritable about experiencing the city as a substitute perspective, San Diego gives an optimal blend of unwinding, visiting, and experience. From loosened-up harbor visits to enabling whale-watching trips, there's something for everyone in these ocean endeavors.

The Allure of day cruises from San Diego

San Diego's striking shoreline district is an optimal starting point for different outings. With the Pacific Ocean westward and a clamoring harbor, the city's ocean obligations are as varied as its social and culinary scenes. Day cruises from San Diego offer an opportunity to experience San Diego's stunning oceanfront views, marine life, and prestigious spots of interest in a couple of hours.

Considering everything, the Charm of an excursion lies in its solace and variety. You can set out on a peaceful journey through the quiet waters of the San Diego Stream, taking in the city's mindset and basic grumblings, or travel farther to see the grand marine life that has the tremendous waters of the Pacific.

Notable Day Cruise San Diego Choices

Day cruise San Diego is one of the most prominent day adventure decisions in San Diego. Adventurers can see the value in depicted visits highlighting San Diego's encounters, arranging, and head achievements like the USS Midway Show Lobby, Coronado Framework, and the Star of India, the world's most coordinated dynamic cruising transport. Harbor visits are reasonable for those looking for an accessible and illuminating experience with palatable entryways for photography and visiting.

San Diego day cruises: An earnest and exquisite technique for finishing the day

San Diego day cruises offer an astounding methodology for completing the day. As the sun plunges under the horizon, the sky is painted orange, pink, and purple, making a shocking setting for a journey along the shore. As regularly as could be anticipated, these improvements harden dinner and drinks, allowing travelers to participate in a rich festival while taking in stunning viewpoints. A sunset excursion is ideal for couples or anyone expecting to experience the divination of San Diego's night skies from the water.

Day Travels are a fantastic choice for an astonishing culinary encounter. These developments combine the significance of San Diego's waterfront scene with a specialist gobbling-up experience. Pioneers can see the value in various dishes, from new fish to display American food, all while cruising past a portion of the city's most surprising accomplishments.

An Experience of San Diego day cruise

For somewhat seriously astonishing energy, experience the San Diego day cruise, which offers exercises like swimming, kayaking, and, incredibly, stream skiing. These developments are perfect for dynamic pioneers who need to inspect San Diego's marine climate past the deck of a boat. Experience adventures reliably combine composed ventures through marine stores, detached bays, and secret sea shores, giving more agreeable and involved information on the sea.

Consider the incorporation you look for while organizing an excursion to San Diego. Whether you need an accommodating visit, an untamed instructive experience, or a functioning experience, there's an outing that meets your requirements. It's additionally crucial to book early, particularly during top escape seasons, to get your spot.

Conclusion

San Diego travel offers a surprising method for investigating the city's oceanic eminence and rich history. With various choices open, from relaxing harbor visits to stimulating whale-watching tries, there's an ordinary excursion for every sort of explorer. Whether you're a region or a guest, setting out on a San Diego excursion is an essential procedure for encountering the best of what this beachfront city has to offer.

[january-summers]

There's a cluster of stars out the window of the shuttle. There's lots of clusters of stars, because of course there is, they're in outer space, far from any solar system, and apart from the nebula - which looks like it's the size of a rose from this distance - there's nothing but stars and star clusters in every direction.

But this one is wiggling, she swears it is. She leans forward, as if that will somehow make the cluster of stars that are doubtlessly thousands of light years away, somehow clearer.

“Something wrong, Diane?”

She flinches and feels her face flush at being caught, embarrassed for her lack of... everything. Of course the star clusters aren't wiggling, that's silly. She's silly.

“Ah, no ma'am, nothing's wrong?” But Latona doesn't accept Diane's answer, and waits patiently for Diane to crack. “It just looked like the stars were wiggling, and I probably need glasses or something?”

“Wiggling?” Latona seems excited, though the emotion is subtle. “Where?”

Diane points through the shuttles windscreen at the star clusters, which are not only wiggling, but seem to have grown in size. Latona makes a noise that's somewhere between a huff and a laugh, and is somehow filled with awe.

“You have amazing eyes,” Latona praises Diane even as she types a message back to their main ship and begins piloting their shuttle closer to the wiggling stars, to the bright nebula they'd come to scan.

Diane wants to ask what's happening, but she also thinks Latona would tell her if she needed to know, and she doesn't want to ask something that might be a stupid question, so she stays quiet and waits. Latona manoeuvres them around the nebula - easily several dozen times the size of Jupiter in reality - adjusting their position to keep the wiggling stars in view as they grow closer and closer.

Each star in the cluster seems to shatter into smaller clusters, and it isn't until the first reaches the edge of the nebula's glow that Diane understands what she's seeing.

The nebula's light paints the inky-space-dark skin of the whale in a rose-purple glow, a not-quite metallic sheen between the stars that marked it in the dark. Stars which pulse and brighten as more and more whales cross into the glow.

Diane thinks they must be big enough to swallow their ship whole, and not their little shuttle either, but their actual ship. She's so distracted by the gliding, twining, dancing motions of the space whales that she almost doesn't notice Latona turning on the radio and opening it to receive all short-range frequencies.

The sound is instant, and it does sound like whale song, in the way cracking a half-frozen water bottle sounds like the cracking of the ice sheets on a frozen lake.

She swears she can hear it from inside her head as much as she hears it with her ears.

They sit there, watching the whales swim through the outer reaches of the nebula for... Diane doesn't know how long, Latona turning the ship to watch as they pass. Eventually the nebula-lit whales swim back into the darkness of space, the glow against their skin turning dim leaving only the glowing constellations of their markings to show where they are. Each whale slowly fading back into a single star, back into a single wiggling cluster of sky, and then vanishing beyond sight, lost in the lights of the real stars.

“Where are they going?” Diane asks, her voice a whisper, because it doesn't feel right to be loud in the absence of the whale song.

“Where ever it is they go,” Latona replies, voice just as quiet. “You have good eyes, most people have never seen a star whale in their life, even the deep spacers who were born out here. Next time you see the stars wiggle you let me know right away.”

“Yes ma'am.”

i am once again asking people to put whales in space. specifically whale sharks. and make their spots glow. they're stars. that move. do you understand.

[steadfastpetrel]

a birthday commission of a cute little cat in a whale-shaped submarine!

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: A whale-shaped submarine is seen underwater beneath the waves. It has three warmly lit windows. A round black cat with its paws pressed against a window stares in awe at a school of fish swimming alongside an eel. A black kitten in one of the windows looks down as well, equally interested. Jellyfish float towards the viewer and within the background. Above the waves is a sun rising on the horizon, birds flying in the air, painting the sky soft pastel purple, pink, and orange. END ID]

[positivityfortoday]

☀ PositivityForToday’s 10K Celebration ☀

There are SO many things worth living for and reasons to smile and be happy! With the help of my lovely followers/friends, I have compiled a list of 1,000 things that make people happy, for my 10,000 amazing followers! Hopefully, this list is able to help you, make you feel better, or give you a reason to smile today! 

☀ 1,000 Happy Things ☀

Seeing cows while driving

Moss on really old fallen trees 

Seeing a lil baby you don't know in public, and they smile at you!!!

Parents doing their kids hair or just people doing someone they care about’s hair

Really ragged old and well-loved stuffed animals 

When the dandelions start blooming

Spring blossom

Daffodils

Bluebells

Sharks

When you're sitting outside your house or something and people passing by wave and say hi

That feeling in the summer when you have your window open and you're listening to your favorite music

When someone does a hobby just because they enjoy it even if they aren't the best at it

Comfort shows and books

People speaking their native languages

When my brother gets something to eat and always gets me something he knows I like

When I finish a crossword 

When I see something that reminds me of someone I care about

Paintings

My best friend (I love her so much shhhh don't tell her)

My dog! I love him 

My little sisters! Adorable, creative, and very witty. I love them

Music! I get the happy shaky feelings and just,,, y e a h/listening to songs

Singing! Especially for band practice!

Sunlight beams in the morning

The moon

Eagles

That feeling when you’re with friends and you’re all laughing so loudly, and you just feel complete

Talking to my favorite people/talking to my best friend

Sunrises and sunsets

Seeing the stars

Cats

Butterflies/Moths

Snails

Warm sunshine

Purple gel pens

Hugs

My children

Sunny days

Beautiful views

Spending time with my family and friends

Playing badminton

Cycling

Playing with little kids

Playing with dogs

Whales

Animals doing daft things 

Talks and walks with my son 

Morning breakfast and coffee 

A good spicy lunch

Laying in my bed at night and just checking on current affairs and news

My boyfriend

My friends 

Art

Owls

Minecraft

Voice acting

Petting my dog

Smelling Flowers 

Feeling a cold thing when I’m warm or a warm thing when I’m cold 

Giving and getting kisses

Random texts from friends

Coffee flavored chocolate 

Singing

Moths with big white wings

Underdone scrambled eggs

A rainy night

Bubbles

That first warm day of spring

Going on hikes

Being outdoors

Candy

Chocolate 

The smell of playdoh 

Taking photos

Getting new clothing 

Candles

Birdwatching

Going on picnics

Writing poetry

Reading books

The holidays

Making people smile/laugh

Coffee

A nice warm blanket

Eating ice cream

Snow globes

Lightning bugs

Flowers after the snow melts

The smell of rain

Sitting on the steps early in the morning

Being the first to wake up

The feeling I get after running

The comfort of a favorite shirt

My girlfriend 

Family

Random acts of kindness

Babies

When I play with my dog by pretending to run at her and she goes crazy with excitement 

My cat 

Rain

Baking

Piano (playing or listening)

Small flowers

Flowy skirts/dresses

Wholesome romances

Hearing a song for the first time and loving it immediately 

Playing my flute

Horses

Listening to vinyls on a record player

When someone remembers a little detail about you

Painting my nails

Doing yoga

Doing exercise

Beating a personal record

Rainbows

Making crafts

Taking a shower after a long day

Going to the zoo

Going on vacation

Being at the beach or near water

Watching Netflix

Going to the movie theatre

Watching a live play at a theatre

Learning something new

Teaching someone how to do something 

Toasting marshmallows and eating S’mores 

Cupcakes

Seeing a shooting star

Taking a nap

When someone compliments me

Decorating my room

Picnics

My favorite band

My favorite celebrities

My favorite actors

Setting a new goal

Collecting rocks

Putting on fresh clean sheets

Seeing Christmas lights

Listening to birds chirping

Giraffes

Camping

Sitting by a bonfire

Eating mashed potatoes

Bullet journaling

Driving in the car with the windows down

Dancing

Looking at pretty pictures

Concerts

Funny jokes/puns/memes

Fireworks

Sparklers

Pretty clouds

My favorite shoes

Getting new art supplies

Making photo edits

Making gifts for my friends and family

Getting gifts from people 

Balloons

Succulents 

Playing an instrument

Drinking a nice cup of tea

Iced tea on a summer day

Eating fresh fruit

Getting my hair braided 

Eating at a restaurant 

Being on a boat

Swimming

Making new friends

Finding an animal in nature 

Pumpkins and pumpkin patches

Carving pumpkins 

Autumn and all the beautiful colors

Acting for theatre

Making video edits

Wearing a costume for Halloween

Dressing fancy

Finding four leaf clovers

Pressing flowers

Scrap booking

Handwritten letters

Stickers

Hummingbirds

Elephants

Eating breakfast 

Gardens

Inspirational quotes

Wearing my favorite necklace 

Baby animals 

Little streams and ponds

Foxes

Sun shining through trees

When it’s foggy out and you can see dew drops on plants and spider webs

Being on a swing

Finally accomplishing a goal you’ve been working on 

When a new season of your favorite show comes out

Doing my makeup

Cleaning and organizing 

Daydreaming 

Taking a bath

Christmas 

Watching funny videos

Wearing sweaters and hoodies

Fuzzy socks

Helping people 

Little figurines and objects

Popcorn 

Brownies

Looking out the window 

Wolves

Opening a window for fresh air

The smell of coffee 

Watching YouTube videos 

Getting a haircut 

Seeing a deer in the woods 

Watching birds fly

Finding shapes and objects in the clouds 

The smell of fresh laundry

When someone tells me something reminded them of me

Stepping on crunchy leaves

Animal crossing

My switch

Softball/baseball

Basketball

Soccer

Seeing cool cars/old cars

Rollerblading

Drawing with chalk on a sidewalk

Going to bed early

Stargazing

Making progress

Checking things off my to-do list

Taking Polaroid pictures

Going for walks

Jogging

Going to the library

Starting a new book

Finishing a good book

Playing board games

Koalas

Slippers

Big trees

Sunlight coming through the windows

Waking up on Christmas morning

Getting book, song, movie, etc. recommendations from my friends

Making music playlists

Finally receiving packages I ordered in the mail 

Baking desserts

When my favorite song comes on

When people make playlists for each other

Finding new characters to ship

Having free time

Sticky notes

Sunbathing

Traveling

Peace and quietness

Alone time

Meeting my step/exercise goal for the day

The people who love me

Soup

Coloring books

Getting into bed after a long day

Pillows

Fandoms

How unique and different everyone is

Getting a lot of work done

Looking forward to my future dream job

Playing video games

Being on Tumblr

Taking time for myself

Practicing self-care

Face masks

Finding money you forgot about

Holding hands

The smell of apple pie

Starting a new tv show

Getting letters in the mail

When the seasons change

Summer

Mugs and teacups

Smoothies

Breakfast food

Disney

Going into the woods/forest

Trying new creative outlets

The smell of sunscreen

Eating the food you’ve been craving

Knowing and feeling that people care

Telling a good story

Laughing so hard can’t stop and your stomach hurts

Late summer nights

Late night drives

Sparkles

Glitter

Listening to people I love talk about their favorite things and what they’re passionate about

Listening to podcasts

Turning up the volume of my music

Putting my headphones in

Blasting my favorite songs through my speaker

People accepting and supporting others for who they truly are

Wearing something cozy

Soft light

Love

Warm weather

A well-rested night

Waking up in the morning and feeling refreshed

Knowing that every day is a fresh start

Well written characters

A book I can get lost in

Sloths

My parents

My siblings

My grandparents

The feeling of sand beneath your feet

Heated blankets

Bagels

Toast

Getting something for free

Samples

Constellations 

Mason jars

Practicing a new skill

Finding a new hobby

Lazy weekends

Mac n cheese

French fries

Having deep conversations with my best friend

New jeans

Going to IKEA

Skirts 

Dresses

Doodling

When other people are happy (especially people I know and love)

Marching band

Sleeping in

Having the day off

Getting new books

Playing guitar

Playing ukulele 

Random compliments

A change of scenery

Cuddling

Waking before the sun is up

Reading old letters

Zebras

Exploring

Building Lego sets

Using photoshop to make edits

Journaling

Walking along the seafront and breathing in time with the waves

A good rom-com or nostalgic show

Writing lists

Pinterest boards

Looking back at my accomplishments

Talking on the phone with a friend or family member

Wrapping presents

A blue sky

Loving someone 

Waterfalls

Washi tape

Penguins

Donuts

The color yellow

Sleepovers

Cooking dinner

Kind gestures

Trust

Inside jokes

Songs that make you feel nostalgic

Seeing other people’s art

Comfy clothes

Wearing pajamas

Calligraphy

When someone calls you by your nickname

Going to Target

The first sunburn of the summer

Ramen noodles

Chinese food

Thrift shopping

Flower fields

Flowers growing in random places, like through a crack in the sidewalk

Writing

Sparkly snowflakes

When it snows on Christmas

Mixing paint colors together

Perfectly shaven legs

Puddles

The color red

Thunderstorms 

The smell of flowers

The ocean 

Adult sized onesies

Driving a golf cart

Fairytales

Cartoons

The color blue

Pasta

AO3

Crickets chirping

Seeing everyone’s houses decorated for the holidays, especially Christmas

Other people sharing what makes them happy

Monkeys

Being understood

When someone texts to make sure I got home safely

Iced coffee

Becoming better at communicating with others

Seeing a friend for the first time in a while

Good morning and good night texts

Drinking a cold glass of water

Deep conversations in the middle of the night

Collecting sea shells

Building blanket forts

Tan lines

Being under lots of blankets

Making better health and money choices

Getting chills from a song even after hearing it countless times 

Liking how I look

Hot chocolate

Finding new music

Buying cute things

Wearing an outfit I really like

When someone tells you how glad they are to be your friend

Gardening

Watching raindrops race down a window 

Trying new food

Finding exactly what I was looking for 

Planning my future

Finding a song that perfectly fits my mood or describes how I’m feeling

Writing little notes to people

When someone tells me I did something good

Eating ice cream on a hot day

Making friends with animals

Going to football games

Seeing people genuinely interested in something

Snow days

The last day of school

Winter break

Spring break

Thanksgiving

New Year’s Eve

Turtles

Sitting outside on a cool summer day

Watching rain

Watching the ocean waves come in

Netflix binges

A new movie release I really want to watch

Driving with a window down for the first time in the spring 

Taking a cruise

Giving helpful advice

Getting helpful advice

Doing a favor for someone who needs it

Someone referencing one of my fandoms or something I love out of no where

Learning and knowing stuff

Doing something physically challenging or scary

Listening to my bedroom fan while I fall asleep

Coming up with a new creative idea 

Finding something I wanted at the store on sale for a good deal

Finishing all my assignments on time or even early

Hugging my dog

Taking my dog for a walk

Teaching my dog a new trick

When strangers stop to say hi to my dog

Listening to audiobooks

The weekend

Finding a new flavor of chapstick

Drinking Kool-Aid, it makes me feel so nostalgic

Watching nature shows on a weekend morning

Watching cartoon shows on a Sunday morning

A good TV show, most likely something I've watched before because that way I know it ends well

A good, delicious comfort meal on a Friday night by myself 

A café in the city centre at noon when it's not filled with the morning rush or afternoon coffee breakers

The stars from my childhood bedroom because they're the brightest here

Listening to my favorite playlist really loud on a long road trip and singing to myself loudly in my car

Having an entire day to myself without interruptions from anyone

Opening the curtains first thing in the morning 

A new jacket

Going to the cinema on a first release day because it's always super exciting and full of people anxious to see a movie they've been waiting for forever

Listening to live music

Riding roller coasters

Going to amusement parks

Lizards

Seahorses

Starfish

Eating fair food

Feeling an instrument vibrate when you’re playing it

Hearing my dog snore

When my dog dreams in his sleep 

Wearing a new piece of clothing for the first time

Feeling the sun on you

Eyes in the sunlight

Seeing city lights

Singing in the shower at the top of my lungs

Looking at someone and them knowing exactly what they’re going to say

Laughing till you cry

Being under a blanket

Going to craft stores

Watching boats

The idea of traveling the world

When my dogs let me lay my head on them

Listening to an old song and having it bring back memories

Candy corn

Crazy socks

Quotes

Fall and the leaves changing color and the crisp feeling in the air

Making snowmen

Making gingerbread houses for Christmas

Making videos with family

Burning a candle

Booping a dog’s nose

Getting letters/notes from people; writing them

Snow globes

Dr. Pepper

Doc martens

Fortune cookies

Potatoes

Easter

Finishing something

Skipping rocks

Warm rain

When someone opens up to you

Finding the right words to say exactly what you wanted

Animal footprints

Eating outside

Fairy lights

The smell of a hotel

Windows

Meeting a new dog

Dolphins

Getting magazines in the mail

Being in the woods as the sun starts to rise and the animals wake up

Warm days

Adirondack chairs

A warm breeze

Clothes and blankets hanging outside to dry

Feeding birds

Aquariums

The color green

Tie dying things

Going to art museums

Going to science museums

New albums from my favorite artists 

Seeing moss in nature

Finding cute little mushrooms 

When a dog wags its tail a bunch and is excited to see me

Playing fetch with my dog

Obsessing over something and having someone to talk about it with

Going on a walk with my best friend and talking about life

Looking at old pictures and reminiscing on good memories

Reading a book that's so good your brain wants to read faster than it can

Laughing with friends about the weirdest things

Being appreciated for doing small things you wouldn't even have thought about yourself because it's something you *just do*

Being creative

Watching animals

A story I can't put down

Stretching

The moment when you listen to a new song/album by your favourite artist

When you're at a concert and anticipating the moment before the band comes out

When at a concert and they play your favourite song live

The moment when someone compliments your outfit 

When you see someone wearing merch of something you like 

Seeing the sunrise/sunset 

Watching the sun rise out of the water or sink down into it as it’s setting

This ecstatic feeling in general when you're just living in the moment with people who love something as much as you do

Hugging my cat and smelling his fur

Listening to my music by myself and singing to it 

Making edits I’m really proud of 

Losing hours in a good book or fanfiction

Writing sentences that I actually like 

My siblings and my parents when they're being chill and funny

Watching my favorite tv shows and movies and yelling about them into the void 

Finding a new good song 

Fresh out of the shower + fresh clean sheets feeling when you go to bed

When I come downstairs in the morning and my dog greets me right at the bottom step with her lil’ tail wagging

Knowing that if I ever needed someone to chat with, someone would be there to lend an ear

Tigers

Lions

When you shuffle your music and the exact song you want to hear plays

When all my family is around the outdoor fire on a summer’s evening

When my nieces and nephews give me squishy kid hugs

Being home alone and being able to cook or bake in the kitchen without disruption

Driving around with a friend in the evenings and just belting our favorite songs

Seaside walks

Disney World

Seeing live theatre

The sun shining on leaves and stone buildings

Dancing when I'm alone

Color-coordinating my outfit

Floating on my back in the sea

The smell of summer nights

The smell of winter mornings

Colorful things/environments

Bunnies

Walking along lakes/rivers/the sea

Spending time in nature

Taking care of my plants

Giving affection to my loved ones

Listening to other people's stories

Reading about people I've never met before or places I've never visited before (especially if they are now just a part of history)

Embroidering

Pandas

Swimming in a river or the sea

Stargazing (my favorite moments usually happen an hour before sunrise)

White-caged-bird

Feeling the breeze when I spin and my heartbeat when I dance for an hour at a time

All the wonderful smells of flowers and colours that nature has to offer

Sharing good laughter with someone

Feeling like I belong

Travelling and discovering new customs of different cultures

Hiking or foraging

That feeling when I'm approaching the end of a really good book and I let myself be engulfed by the fact that it's a unique experience, that I'll never experience as the first time again

Observing my local fauna

Petting and taking care of an animal (double the joy if it is friendly with strangers)

Drinking a good cup of honey tea

Finding a perfume that suits me

Eating something sweet

Enjoying a meal with others

Cat paws tapping on the floor

Dipping a biscuit into tea

Trying to catch leaves falling from the tree

Having sunlight hit your face when you’re napping

Objects that cast a rainbow when the sun shines through them

Seeing patterned shadows

Ambient mood lighting

Sleeping

Wearing jewelry 

Cheese

Playing chess

Fresh air

Going somewhere new

My Mom’s cooking

Being inspired

When someone holding your hand rubs their thumb lovingly in circles

Picking strawberries

Otters

Painting the walls of my room

Wind chimes

Seeing that your favorite people are active online

Finally understanding something you were struggling with

The excitement you get when someone reblogs your writing or art

Getting a new notebook or journal

Appreciation

Validation

When someone tells you they love you and mean it

The smell of freshly baked bread

When my dog falls asleep on me

Making new online friends

Found family

Finishing cleaning my room

When someone lays their head on your shoulder

Doing something right on the first try

Finally sitting down after standing for a long time

Getting goosebumps from hearing or seeing something you love

Seeing a gorgeous view

Loving someone and them loving you back

Freshly baked gooey cookies

When a song comes on and everyone starts singing

When I’m out for a run and it’s hot and it starts raining. Nothing makes me feel more like a human than getting caught in the rain on a run

Swimming in the ocean

When people are talking about something they really love and get carried away trying to explain it all to you

Puppies

Being in the middle of nowhere and actually getting to see the whole sky of stars that you never get to see in a city

Finding people that love the same things you do

 When something silly reminds you of someone you love; like every time I see an orange and green gummy worm I think of my sister

When you’re hugging someone and they squeeze you a little bit before they let go

Weather where you can leave all the windows open in your house

Trampolines

Driving with no destination in mind

Falling asleep to the sound of rain

Hearing other people laugh

Laughing only because you hear someone else laugh and it's just so contagious

The first snowfall of the year

Disney movies

Listening to someone tell stories and they have like 15 side stories in between the main one

Romantic movies

Bubble baths

Smiling between kisses

Wearing sweatpants

A clean house

Pizza

My computer

Cheesy pickup lines

When people tell me they miss me

Cool spring mornings after a storm

My job

Butterflies

New shoes

Oversized shoes

Caramel apples

Volunteering

Meditating

Running my blog

Finding sea glass at the beach

Getting my nails done 

Planning vacation

Hot cider

Telling people I love them

Writing in my gratitude journal

Eating homegrown vegetables, fruit, and herbs

Remembering a good dream I had

Happy endings

Colored pens

Decorating for the holidays

Finishing a really good tv show

Leopards

Summer rain

Thunderstorms where I can just open my window to the full extent and just watch and listen

Calls with my best friend

Seeing a meme and sending it to my friends

Getting an email from AO3

That moment when you get an idea for creating something

Walking barefoot on the grass

Sending thank you notes

Writing events I’m looking forward to on my calendar

Dippin' Dots

Spicy food

Seeing a full moon

Eating cookie dough

Eating seasonal food

Bubble wrap

Going to the car wash and getting rainbow soap

Dark chocolate

Soft blankets

Weighted blankets

Soft drinks with crushed ice

When I get an unexpected phone call from someone I love

Wearing flip flops

Longer daylight hours

Having a BBQ

Frosting cookies

Making cupcakes in the microwave

Watching the Hallmark channel during the holidays

Taking selfies or photos with people I love

Putting on lotion

The smell of a baby’s head

The Office

Online shopping

The smell of freshly cut grass

Surprising my family or friends

Looking at the clock when it’s 11:11

Being productive

Quilts

Doing good on an exam

Someone doing a favor for me (especially when I didn’t ask)

Eating pancakes with syrup

Origami

Sprinkles

Confetti

Waving at people

Giving high fives

Complicated Handshakes between you and your best friend

Naps/feeling well-rested

Eating one of my favorite foods

Hearing good news from/about a friend or family member

Looking at nature (these days it's seeing squirrels in my neighbour's garden and looking at my plants and trees)

When make someone happy or feel like I made a difference (including a satisfied client)

Success (good grades, a gifset that does well)

Hugs from my mom

Learning new things

Chatting with my friends because they’re all amazing people

Group watches of my favorite tv show or movie

That feeling when the house has just been cleaned/when I’m freshly showered

Making jokes/laughing with people

Reading fluffy fanfics

Driving on the road to a destination far away, I love the trip as much as (if not more than) arriving at the actual place

Reading affirmations

Green tea

Getting breakfast or lunch from a nice restaurant 

Learning about topics that won’t benefit me; like Chinese history, geography, ancient flora and fauna, etc. just things that I find cool 

The jokes my girlfriend makes, especially when they’re the same ones she always makes

Stories from the past! Stories from history from people who actually lived through it

Stories in general, just hearing the life experiences of people in completely different positions from me. I love hearing people’s stories

Drawing intricate things, like old buildings, landscapes, and plants

Cooking a nice meal

Grocery shopping and farmers markets especially 

My cat! All of her weird little habits too, like how she stands in front of my feet so I’ll push her where she wants to go 

Botanical gardens

State parks

Museums

Art galleries

Listening to stories my grandparents tell

When people tell me about their life goals and dreams

Being surrounded by the people I love 

Living the best life I can

Partying hard the night away

Daydreaming

Sunflowers always make me smile

Warm tea

Big fluffy clouds in a blue sky

Friendly babies

Hearing a past favorite song

Singing karaoke 

Biking riding

Helping others

Chocolate milk

Sweets and fruits

Having fun doing things I love

Dragons

Video games

My favorite things

Writing

Affection

Exercising

Being on Tumblr

Pinterest

Looking at flowers and plants

Playing with my cats

Chatting with my friends (at the moment it’s through zoom, of course)

Finding new ways to decorate my room

Window shopping

Spending time with my boyfriend

Wearing my favorite outfit/accessory

Eating something delicious

The cool side of my pillow 

Tears of joy

Woodpeckers

Reading poems

Hugging trees

Tree houses

Airstreams/campers

Playing frisbee

Making sculptures

Puppy ears

The first day of spring

The first day of summer

Sending silly photos to my friends

Building sand castles

Winning prizes at the fair or arcade

Marbles

Cacti

Scrolling through my phone

Writing fanfiction

Seeing someone you haven't seen for a really long time

Putting together collages

Printing out photos I love

DIY projects

Sewing 

Crocheting 

Listening to steel drums

Haunted houses

Going through a corn maze

Picking fresh fruit or vegetables

Bubble tea

Starbucks

Dunkin donuts

Disneyland

Disney Princesses

Climbing trees

Finishing errands

Rewatching my favorite episodes

Scrunchies

Milkshakes

Ice cream blizzards

Listening to acoustic versions of songs

Hot tubs

Rubber ducks

Coconut flavored food

Dipping fries in ice cream

Discovering a new type of animal

Seeing hot air balloons

Frogs/toads

Splashing in puddles 

Having plants inside my house

Teddy bears

Iridescent/holographic things

Bird houses

Breakfast in bed

Crystals/gemstones

Ziplining 

Dew drops

Glow sticks

Flower crowns (especially handmade ones)

Spring rain 

Watching other people make art

Lighthouses

Finding heart shaped things in nature

Thinking of getting my own apartment

Coming up with a new recipe for food

Cookbook recipes passed down through families

Bookshelves

Making pretty yogurt bowls

Seaside houses

Flying on planes and being in/above the clouds

Flower bouquets

Looking at and learning about the planets

Fruit snacks

Palm trees

Weeping willow trees

Cherry blossoms

Eating cake

Decorating cakes with eccentric icing designs and colors

Whipped cream

Having snowball fights

Hearing Christmas music

Tattoos

Wearing rings

Green grass

A tidy organized desk with cute desk supplies

My craft room

Hammocks

Little cottages

Cotton candy (and cotton candy flavored things)

Looking at all the paint pallet colors in paint stores

Stamps

Taking silly photos in photobooths

Going to the mall

Making jam, especially strawberry jam

Reading outside

Finding a bird nest and watching eggs hatch

Looking at photos of my family and friends 

Finding old flora and art books

Eating fresh corn on the cob with butter on a summer day

Lily Pads

Icicles

Inner peace

Sitting under a tree

Not having to turn on the light in your room when the sun is shining through

When restaurants have patios you can dine at

Fishing on a pier

Seeing old couples in public

Making gifs

Trees swaying in the wind

Anime

Dying Easter eggs

Laying in the trunk of a car and watching the clouds or stars

Night lights

Flower shops 

Outer space

Kitchens

PB&J sandwiches

Toasted Cheese

LoFi music

Listening to/watching ambience videos

Turtle necks

Peaches

Looking at old maps

Figurines of the earth/globe

Honey and bees

Cheesecake

Seeing footprints in sand and watching them be washed away by waves

Anything related to the moon, stars, and sun

Reading my horoscope (even if I know it’s not real)

Archways decorated with hanging flowers

Yogurt

Pudding

Knowing that I’m not alone

Ancient roman sculptures

Macarons

When someone tells me they care about me

Weddings

Watercolour

Birthday parties 

My brother

My sister

When my dog leaves his bed to lay in the sunlight

Doing mini photoshoots with my friends

Hand making bracelets/necklaces (friendship bracelets)

When someone calls me darling or honey

Love letters

Game night

Skateboarding

Stress balls and squishy toys

Starting something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time

Playing cards

Doing puzzles

Word searches

Kittens

Ordering takeout

Stepping out into the fresh air

Creating vision boards

Getting a massage

Writing positive affirmations

Lunch dates

Standup comedy

Listening to classical music

Nature/animal documentaries

Having someone there to listen to me

Listening to someone when they need it

Accepting myself for who I am

Looking back and seeing how far I’ve come and all the progress I've made

Doing something my future self will be thankful for

Speaking up for myself

Being near loved ones

Finding time for my hobbies

Giving myself time to rest

Saturday mornings

Marrying the one I love

Discovering new things

Going to new cities

My idols

Pastries

Feeling the wind on my face on a car ride

The sensation of music in my ears and like nothing else matters

People who have my best interest in mind

Simplicity

Fulfilling my dreams

Discovering a new ice cream flavor

Knitting

Making myself a priority

Knowing that I am important, and I matter

Thank you all so much for following me and supporting my blog! It means a TON! I never expected for this blog to become popular, especially because I originally started it to help myself get through some mental health issues. I am so happy to be able to share my journey of healing with you all! It means the world to me to help or make a positive impact on even just one person’s life! Each and every single one of you is amazing!! You matter and you are SO important! Thanks again for your everything! Have a great day!!! Sending sunshine your way!! 

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Heya, so I was wondering if I could get a scenario based off of your hanahaki disease story for ej. What if somehow Leia started to fall for the reader some time after they got the disease?

Butterfly Kisses

[Leia (OC) X GN!Reader]

[Warnings: death (not really described), angst]

[AN: Check out my masterlist for the Hanahaki series that's originally EJ X F!Reader]

It wasn’t supposed to be like this, she wasn’t supposed to feel this way.

Leia watched you deteriorate when she stole Jack from you, and she smiled at the thought. She watched you grow sicker and sicker and basked in the piles of tiny forget-me-nots you left scattered around the house.

And she loved it. She loved watching the destruction that was you while Jack was still blinded by her light.

In truth, there was no reason for her to actually dislike you other than the fact you are a proxy. She was her father’s killing machine, nothing more, nothing less. It was nothing personal, just what her father desired of her. The white haired woman wasn’t supposed to be able to feel love or anything amiable, but then she met Jack. Just like that, everything changed.

He felt strongly for her, that much she could tell right off the bat. Did Jack’s ‘eyes’ always wander when he saw a pretty face? It was so easy for him to fall into her grasp and for her to wrap around him like an octopus, keeping him in her clutches.

If she had any semblance of guilt, it was smothered by her rationalizing that she was doing you a favor. What kind of girl should stay with a guy who wanders both physically and emotionally? Leia took away a man who, in a way, didn’t deserve you. If she could win over Jack with her sapphire eyes that fluttered like the wings of a butterfly, then he didn’t deserve you. Who knows what he would do in the long run? She took from you what you wouldn’t miss.

Here you are, day after day, dying. You’re coughing up forget-me-nots because you were too stupid to realize that you’re better off without him. You’re perishing in front of her and all Leia can think is that you deserve it. She hears you as you and Kate chat on the couch only to be interrupted by a series of thick, heinous coughs and the daily arguments that ensue between Hoodie and Jack. Toby is more supportive of you than ever! She thinks you know what love is, and she thinks you know it well.

It’s something she’ll never really have. She’s a weapon, nothing more, nothing less.

That’s not until one summer evening when you’re reaching the end of your rope that you sit down next to her on the porch. The crickets and cicadas are singing, and the light of the summer sun filters through the trees like golden tresses of hair. It’s gorgeous. She’s sipping on some pink lemonade, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the sweetness of the air and when you sit next to her, she pauses.

Her blue eyes look over at you, and in that moment, she doesn’t sense anything from you but stillness. No animosity or acrimony, nothing scathing, just stillness. She sees how sickly you look. You really don’t have much longer left, maybe a few days if you’re lucky, to next morning at worst. Your eyes are so tired and heavy, and the dark circles under them seem almost endless. But you still look gorgeous when the light hits you just right.

“How are you?” You ask, voice soft and scratchy due to the flowers that threaten to shoot up from your throat.

“Never better,” Leia replies before sipping at her striped straw. “And you?”

You chuckle and shake your head. “How I look,” you say.

Leia cracks a grin. “These final days been treating you well?”

You shrug before making a so-so motion with your hand. “Yes and no.” You take in a deep breath to fuel yourself for just a moment longer before glancing at Leia. “I’m tired, really tired,”

“Then why don’t you get some rest?”

You smile quietly and shake your head. “I’ve done so much resting these past few days,” a scoff escapes your throat alongside some more petals, “for as long as I’ve had this!” You exclaim. “I just wanna, I don’t know, see something.”

Leia doesn’t know where the softness comes from, but she suddenly stands up. “Okay, follow me.” She places down her glass of pink lemonade before holding out her hand to you.

You raise a brow but sense no duping from her and hesitantly take her hand. You’ve spent the better part of a year hating her, loathing her for what she’s done to you, but you realize it was Jack. Jack was the one who ultimately betrayed you, and Jack was the one whose heart left the room it used to share with yours. You still have strange feelings against her, but you know that you’re okay to be with her for what may be your final night alive.

Leia hoists you up and then brings you off the back porch, not letting you do as she leads you through the tall grass. The sound of cicadas kicks up, and in the distance, you can hear deer moving through the meadows. The sun is sinking further and further below the horizon, making the sky dazzle you in hues of pinks and purples only knitted together by shades of blue. The clouds are the size of whales and swim through the sky like airships.

“Where are you taking me?” You ask with a small grin.

Leia brings you into the woods, halting from pointing out little mushroom caps that come in reds, pinks and browns before addressing you. “A place I think you’d really like,” she hums. “We’re almost there. What do you think the air smells like?”

You take in a thoughtful sniff. “Sweet flowers, grass,” you begin to list off.

Leia looks over her shoulder at you and smiles again. “Let’s go see why.” The fallen child of Zalgo then pulls you on just a little further, the scent of lavender and phlox filling the air. Honey also permeates your surroundings.

You watch as the trees shift to shades of gold before the most beautiful sight of flowers overtakes your vision. It looks like there’s a staircase carved out of rock and it leads down to an alluring flower field that blankets the entire opening. Butterflies of every kind swarm the area, landing gracefully on flowers before flitting off to the next. Fireflies are beginning to rise up and light up the blanketing darkness.

“Nice, right?” Leia says as she begins to lead you down the stairs. Her grip is gentle as she helps you.

You nod, a giggle rising up from your throat as Monarchs and Swallowtails begin to perch on your head and arms. It’s like they’re greeting someone they love. “Have you always known about this place?” You inquire, one of the Painted Ladies coming to rest on your nose, kissing you with her wings.

“Sure have,” Leia replies, guiding you slowly through the field of flowers. “I like to come here and think,” she murmurs. Leia pauses when the two of you reach a slight divot in the flower field. There’s a little rock shelf she must’ve built and in it is a well sized box. Leia sits you down, then pulls out the box and opens it. “Sometimes I like to journal here,” she explains, showing you her doodles of the flowers and the butterflies.

“I didn’t know you were into such things,” you smile, still getting covered by butterflies and their kisses.

“I do a lot of things when I’m not being a jerk,” she chuckles. “Here, you can look through it.” She hands you her journal and you gingerly take it into your hands.

You begin to flip through the pages while Leia hums and looks up at the rising moon, fireflies and butterflies resting on the flowers all around you as the breeze gently wafts by.

It’s peaceful here - there’s no signs of worry, and your lungs seem to be at peace with all the sweetness in the air. The stars begin to shine overhead, and Leia thinks that maybe, just for a moment, everything will be okay.

Sometime during the silence (and Leia’s humming), you look over at her and pause from reading and looking over her entries. “Y’know,” you begin. “You make fields nice.”

Leia almost forgets you’ve got that stupid disease when you begin to violently cough, sending the field into a deathly silence except for your internal struggle.

It becomes harder and harder for you to breathe, and Leia panics. She picks you up like you weigh nothing and begins sprinting back to the house knowing you need to be with your group. The Slender Man won’t come at her call. Maybe, just maybe, if she gets you back to Masky…

They lost you that night.

Leia barreled back into the temp house, your fading form in her arms and they lost you. Slender Man wasn’t able to save you.

Maybe it’s a curse, a curse that whatever angry part of you or the universe inflicted on her for being such an awful person when she first met you.

She knows she deserves it. Yellow sunflowers unfurl in her lungs at an alarming pace, and when she’s in that field surrounded by butterflies that do not kiss her the way they kissed you, she can’t help but feel she deserves it.

But hey, she makes fields good, you said so yourself.

[nacricissa]

She knows she's drowning. She can remember tripping, falling, the important thing she held slipping from her shaking hands. She thinks it might be above - below? - her even now. It's hard to think about it. The surface of the water stretches in front of her, the sky hidden behind the rippling waves that the great ships make as they creak and groan and sink around her. The barnacles on the nearest one almost look like flowers. In the hidden dark they look almost purple, yellow, blue, even when in reality they are nothing but a calcified gray-white, reflecting back only what she wants to see.

The illusion is strong enough that she can feel the bridge flowing through her, doing something, and then the keel, heavy in front of her, begins to split. It looks like a tree now, or a bush. Some kind of woody plant, at least, alone on a island of flowers resting on the underside of the sea.

A current of water forces her closer to the ground, and she floats down, gently alighting on the grassy surface and she feels elegant, powerful.

Then the ship overbalances. The mast is no longer countered by the weight of the keel, tiny tree that it now is. So the ship capsizes under her, and her feet stay on the grass until the island is floating on the sea's surface, and her lungs are gasping at the air, and she can see, through her streaming, blinking eyes, the great whale that did this, swimming away, a strange glow making it visible long after it should be too far and too deep to see.

Blooming heather in the Netherlands