#clara — 🌙

[cinnameownsweet-archive]

🍦 and 🥥 for whoever ud like to answer for !! (@dmclr)

YAYY HI CLARA!! i think ill answer for kaeya!

🍦 - what's your f/o's favorite way to show affection? are there any little things they do to indicate their appreciation for you?

hes pretty indirect about it, but its small things!! like physical affection and gifts for example. he likes to hold my hand the most though!! again he wont be direct about it; he'll just brush his hand against mine.. hes so cute fdkjhdfkshf

🥥 - talk about a memorable moment in your relationship.

hmm i think. i like the nights where we just walk around together... theyre quiet but its nice to be in him company yk :3? those are the moments i cherish most <33

ask game here!

[impish-baby]

Hey, could I have more HIWTHI content please? Possibly with them finding out reader would write in their journal a lot, possibly hinting towards reader having large amounts of self worth issues, and instead of them leaving because no one notices them, reader left because they feel like a burden?

I’m particularly interested in Marcus and the twins reacting.

Also, please make sure to take care of yourself. I love all of your writing, but no one will ever blame you for taking a break. Also, please stay hydrated.

-🌙

👀 close to something that would happen canonically actually!!

HIWTHI cast's reaction to reader's journal

(Trigger warnings: reader's struggles with self worth, mentioned/referenced suicide)

Marcus feels like a complete and utter failure as a father. No matter how cold or stern he is with his children, he does love all of them with everything in him. So the fact that you feel like a burden? That you felt like a waste of space in your own home? He hangs his head in shame.

Doesn't even bother with asking why you didn't speak up, he's well aware that this is his own shortcoming. It's his fault, that's the simple truth of the matter.

Once you are back home, you're required to start therapy. He'll even let you do in person instead of online if you promise to actually give it a shot, Marcus legitimately wants (needs) you to get better. He has no delusions of their being an overnight change, and so he tries to go at your pace.

There's lots of long conversations, firm reminders that you are loved and of value no matter what. Especially at night, he'll sit at the end of your bed and tell you how much you mean to him. He'd go on until he's blue in the face if that's what it takes for you to believe his words.

Clara refuses to believe what she's read for a long while. She knows it's real, she has the proof held in her hands. Just... her child, her baby, was struggling with almost the same thing she was. And she didn't know. She didn't know and now they're gone.

If she wasn't worried about reader before, she's actually terrified now. The worst outcome is going through her mind, because really, what was stopping you from doing something dangerous? Clara is constantly eyeing the news, fear eating her alive.

The next time she sees you, you're getting the tightest hug. The woman sobbing into your shoulder, thanking whatever higher being that her baby is safe.

You aren't allowed to have sharp objects, unportioned medication, or anything that could be used to harm one's self anymore. Clara doesn't care, she's not leaving a chance. She knows what it's like being in that state of mind. She'll be dammed if she doesn't start acting like a mother should and protecting her child.

Jack is bawling his eyes out right away. The pen ink in your diary smudging as his tears hit the paper. You...oh god..

He feels like the shitiest person on earth, he doesn't deserve to call himself an older brother. He knew Jaiden had his struggles, and now this..

He pockets the journal. Jack reads it as some form of punishment. You suffered with this, he'll suffer with it too. When you're back home, he's trying his best to include you in everything.

Movie nights, board games, he comes up with anything and everything so you can spend time together. See? He has fun with you, he likes hanging out with you, you aren't a burden..

Theo feels bitter, resentful. At your parents, at themselves, at the fact that you felt that way. His resolve to find you becomes ten times stronger, there isn't a single doubt in their mind that you need to come home.

Much like Marcus, they'll affirm how much you're loved and wanted any chance they get. Theo cages you in their arms and mumbles praises for what feels like forever. They'll even go into morbid detail about how everyone fell apart while you were gone just to prove how needed you are.

Jaiden is tempted to rip the pages out. He goes through a rollercoaster of emotions.

At first, he's pissed. That you didn't say anything, that you didn't do anything to get help, that you just sat there and felt fucking miserable for years-

He's ashamed. Deeply, deeply ashamed.

It feels.. awkward between you. Jaiden stares constantly, like he's never seen you before. When he finally breaks down sobbing, he's willing to beg at your feet if you'd forgive him for being such a horrible big brother

[kiwisandpearls]

Reckless

Svarog and Clara x Platonic! Gn! Young! Reader

Summary: Svarog and Clara love you deeply as family, but they both wish you would stop running straight into danger and would have at least a bit of self-preservation.

Warnings: the reader being gender neutral and using they/them pronouns, Clara and Svarog potentially being out of character, injury and mentions of potential death but nothing more.

“(Y/n), I think you really need to be more careful…” Clara placed another bandaid on a small scrape on your knee.

“Come on, Clara, relax, I’m fine! See? Nothing that a few bandaids can’t fix up.” Clara looks up at you with a slightly disapproving look, and then closes her eyes and lets out a small sigh.

“You always say that,” Clara opens her eyes and looks up at you again with a worried look in her eyes, “but what if just ‘a few bandaids’ won’t be enough? What if you come back with worse injuries? What if you—”

“Clara,” You grabbed onto Clara’s and looked at her with a soft smile on your face, “don’t worry. This is your sibling we’re talking about. I’ll be fine.” Clara looked at you with an unsatisfied expression, causing you to sigh.

“Fine, if I promise not to get into as much trouble anymore, will you trust me?…And…not tell Svarog what happened.” Clara blinked at you before responding.

“Promise me?” You chuckled, “I promise.”

After Clara treated all your injuries you decided to take a walk around the Robot Settlement. You hoped that you wouldn’t bump into Svarog during your walk, as you didn’t want him to see your injuries and find out about what you did. While not by much, you were still technically older than Clara, but that didn’t make Svarog any less protective of you, as he sees you the same way that he sees Clara, as family. In fact, he was partially more protective of you due to your reckless attitude and inability to sense danger. Svarog wouldn’t do anything “bad” per se, but whenever he found about your injuries from your recklessness, he would scold you. Which is fine . . . but it would get annoying after a while.

You sighed. Really, the only reason as to why you were so reckless was because you wanted to help the Robot Settlement. All the injuries you got were from monsters attacking you as you collected materials and medicines that the Robot Settlement needed. Of course your self-destructive attitude plus your zero self-preservation probably didn’t help. At the end of the day though, you just wanted to be useful. Clara was good with gadgets and robots and Svarog was good at fighting. But you? You weren’t really good at anything, at least in your mind.

“(Y/n).” A voice said. You froze, you recognized that robotic voice from anywhere. You could practically feel his gaze staring into you. Slowly and nervously you turned around to meet giant robot you proclaimed as your family, Svarog.

“Heeey, Svarog…? You doing good?” You tried your best to hide your bandaged arm behind your back, praying he didn’t see it early.

“Affirmative. May I ask what you are doing out here?” You gave Svarog a fake smile, trying your hardest to not let your anxiety be known.

“Oh y’know…just…taking a walk.” Svarog slightly nodded, then stayed silent for a few seconds.

“May I ask something else?” Your fake smile slightly twitched as you silently prayed Svarog wouldn’t ask about your bandage.

“Sure! Ask away.” Please don’t mention the bandage please don’t mention the bandage please don’t—

“May I ask why your arm is wrapped in a bandage?” You internally screamed.

“Oh! I uhh…just— bumped it on the table.” Svarog silently stared at you, as if seeing through you. You knew that in some way, he probably didn’t believe you.

“Alright. Please be more careful.” Another twitch in your fake smile. “Of course.” Svarog walks off. When he was far enough that he wouldn’t see you, you sighed. ‘Be more careful’. That’s what they always said. You knew everyone who said that meant well but you hated that phrase. It felt like no one truly understood why you did what you did.

You just shook off your thoughts and looked towards the Vagrant Camp, and started walking towards it, trying to take your mind off of everything. As you walked into the camp you could hear two vagrants whispering to each other about something. You slowly slid closer to hear what they were saying.

“We’re probably gonna need more supplies,” One whispered.

“Yeah, but where are we gonna get them?” The other responded. They both stayed silent for a second before the other hesitantly opened their mouth again.

“We could try the Outlying Snow Plains…” The other hesitantly pointed out. The first vagrant’s head snapped up to look at the other in pure disbelief.

“Are you crazy?!” The first whisper-yelled, “that place is swarming with monsters, plus it’s cold as hell!” The other raised their hands up in defeat.

“It was just a suggestion,” they sighed, exasperated. They then crossed their arms, “But it could work! There were some abandoned building there! There could be some supplies that are still good in them.” The first sighed as well.

“You’re right. But still, how are we supposed to get them? We’re just a pair of vagrants, we’re not strong like Svarog or those Trailblazer guys.” The second looked down, defeated. You, still far enough to not be spotted but close enough to at least what they were saying, stared at them in thought. They were right in a way, the Outlying Snow Plains were really dangerous for regular old people like the vagrants and you. But that hasn’t stopped you before. You looked down at your bandaged arm, thinking between heeding Svarog’s words, or doing what your heart said you should. Sure, Svarog was right, you needed to be careful, but those guys needed supplies! Plus, it’s not like your gonna be out there too long, so nothing bad should happen…

Right?

When no one was looking you slipped out of the Robot Settlement and headed to the Overworld, to the Outlying Snow Plains; with nothing but a bag for the supplies you’d get. When you finally reached the Outlying Snow Plains you instantly realized that vagrant was not lying at all, the Outlying Snow Plains were cold as hell. You breathed into your hands and rubbed them together hoping they’d get warm as you shuddered in the cold winds. Despite the cold, you were prepared to go on and get those supplies. You slowly walked uphill to reach where the abandoned houses were, kicking your legs up and shaking them from time to time to get the snow out and rubbing your arms with the winds picked up. But then, finally, you made it; you made to the top of your uphill walk, seeing a few abandoned houses.

Finally, oh thank all that’s holy, finally. You walked over to one of the abandoned houses and walk in since…well there was no door. You looked around, wondering where to look first; when you decided to pick corner of the house. You got on your knees and slowly started digging through the snow, occasionally stopping to warm up your hands and rubbing them together. Finally you felt something glass-like touch your hand, and you quickly dug it up to find it was a bottle of alcohol. You humorlessly laughed and stuffed it in your bag, deciding to only check if the supplies were still good when you got back to the Robot Settlement. You kept digging, finding a thin roll of bandages, a few rations, and another bottle of alcohol. You placed them all in your bag and got up, as you decided it’d be a good idea to leave now, before anything noticed you were there.

And then you felt it, the sensation that someone was right behind you, staring into your back. You slowly turned around to see an Everwinter Shadewalker, just as it’s weapon was being swung down to hit you.

“Mr. Svarog, Mr. Svarog!” Svarog turned to the white-haired child’s voice as she ran over to him.

“What is it, Clara?” Svarog inquired Clara, “Are you hurt?” Clara shook her head as she looked up at Svarog with tears in her eyes.

“It’s (Y/n)! I don’t know when they did but…I think they ran out to get supplies on their own again!” Clara sniffled before she continued her story, “I— I asked everyone if they saw them leave and they all said no, but that some news are spread around that there could be some important supplies in the Outlying Snow Plains, and I— I—” Before Clara continued she wiped the tears from her eyes.

“I think they went there to go get them.” She whispered. Svarog stared at her, thinking for a moment, before he answered her.

“Clara, please remain here. I will bring by (Y/n). Prepare bandages and disinfectant in case something happens.” Clara softly smiled and ran back to the Vagrant Camp. She then suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned back towards Svarog, “Will…will (Y/n) be ok?” When Svarog didn’t answer her, Clara continued, “I’m sure they’ll be ok…I hope.” Clara turned back around and continued to run back to the Vagrant Camp.

“As do I,” Svarog said.

You held your bleeding arm, the one you had used to block the strike from the Shadewalker. The bandages on that arm has completely been ripped off. Somehow, when your arm got struck, you managed to run out of the house. You stopped clutching your arm and used both of your hands to hold on to your bag, turning it away from the ever stalking closer Shadewalker.

“I…I won’t let you have this! This is for everyone in the Robot Settlement! So don’t think I’ll just hand it to you,” You hissed, trying to ignore the searing pain in your arm. The Shadewalker ignored your words however and jumped up, as it then struck you in the shoulder, causing you to scream out in pain and stumble backwards. You turned around and clutched your bag close to your chest, as you had your back act as a shield for your bag. You screamed once more as the Shadewalker struck you on the back. You dropped to your knees as tears threatened to pour out of your eyes. This was the end for you, you just knew it. You flew too close to the sun this time. You braced yourself for another painful strike to the back, as your body threatened to collapse, slowly hearing it get closer to you again.

That was until you felt a large robotic hand place itself in front of you to keep you front collapsing into the cold snow. You then heard what you believed to be a laser being fired presumably hitting the Shadewalker as you then heard it die. Finally, you heard nothing more than the sound of your own labored breath and the winds all around you. You slowly opened an eye to see what had caught you, when, through your blurry vision, you caught the glimpse of a very familiar looking robot hand. You opened your other eye and turned your gaze upwards to the person whose hand it belonged to, only to see Svarog staring down at you. You finally allowed to tears to spill as you weakly smiled up at him.

“Thanks for…catching me,” was the last thing you heard yourself murmur before everything went dark.

When you woke, you felt yourself being carried by someone. You opened your eyes and looked up to see it was Svarog who was carrying you. You felt too tired to say anything, so you just stared at him for a bit, recollecting your thoughts. That’s when remembered what happened. The bag. You quickly looked down (or looked down as quickly as you could in your weakened state) to see you were still holding onto the bag, supplies and all. You let out a sigh, which clearly didn’t go unnoticed by Svarog as he slowed down and looked down at you.

“You are now awake,” Svarog stated.

“So it would seem,” you whispered in a raspy voice; as you weakly smiled at him, “I’m guessing we’re back to the Robot Settlement?” You asked him.

“Affirmative. I would’ve treated your wounds the moment I found you but it would not fair well in the climate we were in,” Svarog looked up again, “Not only that, but your wounds you too deep.” He slowly picked up the pace, not enough to jostle you but enough for you to at least notice. “Fortunately, I was able to stop your bleeding with some of the supplies you had collected.” You humorlessly laughed once more.

“Would you look at that? They actually came in handy,” You rasped out. Svarog didn’t answer you, so you just turned your gaze to where Svarog was looking, noticing that you two were indeed in the Robot Settlment. You also noticed Clara running up to your two, holding some bandages and disinfectant.

“Mr. Svarog! (Y/n)!” Clara cried out. Svarog slowed to a stop and slowly and carefully laid you down to the ground, yet he still held your shoulders to keep you upright; careful not to touch the scar on your back.

“(Y/n)! Thank goodness, you’re ok…” Clara immediately started to unwrap the bandages Svarog had wrapped around your body in order to assess the wounds.

“Yeah, I’m ok. Only thanks to Svarog,” You looked back up Svarog who only looked back at you, not responding to what you said. You, feeling guilty under Svarog’s gaze, looked away as Clara took care of your wounds. You three sat in silence before Clara huffed, as she finished rewrapping your wounds with bandages. You looked back at her, noticing the small amount of tears in her eyes.

“Oh Clara, please don’t cry. I’m still alive aren’t I?” You tried to comfort her, putting your good hand on her shoulder. She looked up at you with an sad expression on her face.

“You promised me you wouldn’t do this again. This time you could’ve actually…” Clara looked down and trailed off. You looked down as well.

“Clara is right, (Y/n),” Svarog finally spoke up, “it is true that while you were alright this time, there is a high percentage you may not be able to make it next time.” You let go of Clara’s shoulder and held your bad arm.

“I know but…” You drew in a breath before continue, “It’s just…you two have stuff that your get at that can help the settlement in one way or another. Clara, you’re great with fixing robots and Svarog you fight really well. Me on the other hand? I have no skills, so…I just wanted to be useful in some way…y’know…?” As you finished explain you looked up at Clara to see her heartbroken expression, which just made you feel worse.

“You…you thought you were useless…?” Clara questioned. You nodded, all your attention focused on the floor. “Oh, (Y/n)…” Clara quietly murmured before enveloping you in a hug, which you reciprocated. You two sat there hugging each other for a bit while Svarog kneeled behind both of you, silently watching, before piping up again.

“We do not believe you are useless (Y/n). You are family, and that is enough for us,” He continues, “even then, if you still want to collect supplies, let me know so I may accompany you.” You finally let go of Clara and looked at the robot.

“You got it, Svarog,” you said, giving him a thumbs up.

While you knew your insecurities wouldn’t go away that quickly, it was nice knowing you had a family who genuinely cared for you and wanted you say. On that day you decided, perhaps it’s a good idea to start being a little less reckless.

Oof this was long, also sorry if the ending kinda sucks I didn’t know how to end it. I hope you like this.

that’s all I gotta say bye now lol

[navigateme]

As a lifelong Taylor Swift & The 1975 stan, this album was …a lot to digest 🫠 My initial thought of “I should print out the lyrics so I can learn the songs faster” turned into a bigger project than I intended but I’m OBSESSED with the outcome 🤩

Typeset was made by me ☀️

Lyrics and content obviously made by Taylor Swift ✨

The patches in the front cover pocket were designed by @reputayswift 💕

[misfittq]

how to deal with ‘face the raven’: make a depressing edit so everyone can cry with you

[noctualuc]

misc. pink clara icons.

xx rb && credit if using.

[retvenkos]

OLIVE YOU'RE BACK????? AND WHAT IS THIS I SEE IN MY NOTIFICATIONS???? A DAWNFAIR INSTALLMENT?????? IN THIS ECONOMY?????? this is a very merry Christmas indeed <3

I AM BACK BESTIE AND THE BRAINROT HAS NEVER BEEN MORE ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!

happy holidays and merry christmas (late version, asdfghgfd) to you too, bestie!!!!!!!!

[crescentmp3]

my god im so fond of my classmate

[rumple04]

‘Night, my Clara ✨🌙

[gmggmgracielasblog]

Don't leave people without a clear reason. No one in the world deserves to sleep feeling like they weren't enough..what I show under the sky Good night 🌙 ❤️🌹 GMG ✍🏼💤

No dejes a la gente sin una razón clara. Nadie en el mundo merece dormir sintiendo que no era suficiente..lo que mostro bajo el cielo Buenas noches 🌙 ❤️🌹 GMG ✍🏼💤

لا تترك الناس دون سبب واضح. لا أحد في العالم يستحق أن ينام وهو يشعر بأنه لم يكن كافيًا... ما أظهره تحت السماء تصبحون على خير 🌙 ❤️🌹 GMG ✍🏼💤

[cinnameownsweet-archive]

hi toast !! what would yinuos hangout with lumine look like, if you have one ? 🤔 or story quest ? i thought of hangout first bc i feel like thats more likely to feel like being on a date with her LOL (@dmclr)

HI CLARA!! SORRY I GOT TO YOU LATE... this is a really fun prompt actually!!

hmm.. hangout quest..

i think lumi would find yinuo painting a commission in fontaine and in need of a break!! thats how the quest starts.. they go around exploring and depending on the route they either paint together or go on a nice fluffy date... i feel like another route is available? lumi helping yinuo with his commission....

i feel like the story quest would be similar? though maybe its yinuo getting scammed and the traveller helps.. and on the way they beat up some baddies together <3 cute date idea /j

TY FOR THE ASK!! i hope ur doin well :3

[impish-baby]

How would the HIWTHI family react if reader came out as nonbinary, and they ran away because they didn’t think the family would be supportive?

I need some enby love, I got deadnamed by some idiots today:( but I feel like they would be surprisingly supportive

-🌙

How the HIWTHI family reacts to reader running away because they think the family won't support them - 🏠💕

Marcus is deeply ashamed of himself, partially because he hates the fact that he hasn't done enough to show you he cares and partially because this has essentially happened before.

Part of why the twins went staunchly no contact upon moving out was because Jack is a transman, and figured he wouldn't get any support from your parents for his transition. He was especially wary about Clara's reaction since he was her only daughter at some point, but all that nervousness ended up being for nothing!

Your dad will never admit this, but he was basically begging to take Jack to the barbershop for his first haircut. Even if they had a severely rocky relationship, he was happy to welcome his son. He'll be just as happy to welcome his child. Marcus is already filling out the paperwork for your name change, just give him the word and he'll have your new documents in no time

Clara truly feels terrible. She starts to analyze any conversation you've had with her (however few) to see when she could've said something to make it seem like she wouldn't be supportive. No matter what goals you have, however you want to present, she's right behind you in getting there.

She'll buy you a whole new wardrobe if your clothes aren't right for you, anything and everything that make you more comfortable. If someone like your peers at school are giving you a hard time, Clara is finding out who they are and making sure their future employers are aware of that behavior. (She's completely cut off family that were nasty about Jack's transition, the women has no problem ruining some assholes future.)

Jack and Theo are disappointed that they weren't safe people for you, if anything they feel the most guilty out of everyone.

Theo is quickest to jump to your defense, being used to already doing that for their twin. They more than likely relate to you a lot, being nonbinary as well! If you ever need to talk, they're right there to listen or just to be a shoulder to lean on. Jack becomes your number one hype man, he'll feel incredibly honored if you ask him for advice or help with things. (He probably tears up..)

Jaiden feels like an asshole because admittedly, he had some internalized homophobia when he was younger that could have attributed to how his baby sibling feels.

He has worked on that part of himself since and is fully supportive!! He's very awkward at first just because he feels bad, but he really does want to be there for you.

He's very aggressive towards people he thinks are being rude, even if what they said was an honest mistake, Jaiden will get in their face about respecting his little sibling either way. The older boy would be all too eager if they decided to make it physical, he does love a fight but secretly he also wants to look cool protecting you

(I think he'd want matching pride pins.. even the really cheesy ones.)

[fragmentosadolescentes]

Contaba los días y las horas para volar al otro lado del mundo, alejarme de todo lo que me hacia daño, olvidarme por unos días que todo eso existió y por qué no permitirme un regreso a modo de reinicio, sin miedos y con las metas claras

Venuswritter🌙

[iwanthermidnightz]

so are we losing clara bow tonight or what? 🌙

[misfittq]

would the masses enjoy some victorian clara on this day?

[solarlunarstarz]

★ ˖˚﹢﹕vampire npts ��‿✦

— NAMES:

Adelaide, Anton, Casimir, Cecil, Charlotte, Clara, Claudia, Cornelius, Eleanor, Ezra, Helena, Loren, Morgan, Ruse, Sanguine, Theodore, Valentine, Violet

— PRONOUNS:

vamp/vampself, bite/biteself, blood/bloodself, teeth/teethself, bat/batself, fly/flyself, fang/fangself, gore/goreself, shift/shiftself, flap/flap self, night/nightself, dark/darkself, 🦇/🦇self, 🌙/🌙self, 🌃/🌃self, 🩸/🩸self, 🦷/🦷self

— TITLES:

[Pronoun] Who is Thousands of Years Old, [Pronoun] Who Lives In A Castle, The Blood Sucker, The Monster Active at Night, Vampire Villain, [Pronoun] Without A Reflection, The Immortal Being, [Pronoun] With Night-Vision