#coral x you

[softie-rain]

If you're still doing hc bout tbosas can you do coral? She's my pookie and I miss her

Finally home so I could write this!! I like Coral's character, but she's not (personally) one of my favourites, so I hope I did her justice (:

Pre Hunger Games cause!! Happiness!!!

You and Coral met in school, probably because of a shared interest!!

You were both kids, Coral was playing with the sand behind the school (making castles etc.) and you joined her because you thought her castle was very cool

"Can you help me build a sand castle cool like yours?" and Coral rolled her eyes, "Fine. But you have to follow my instructions, okay?"

After that you two spent a lot of time together

You fell first but Coral fell harder

You started dating around age 15, you asked her out (you were terrified.)

"Coral? I was thinking, maybe, if you want... We could go to the beach tonight? Like we used to do when we were kids?" You're extremely nervous, kicking rocks down the path as you two walk side by side.

Coral shrugs, hands in her pockets, "Sure. I'll tell Mizzen-"

"Actually, I was wondering if it could be just the two of us?"

Coral accepts, though she's confused because you almost never hang out without Mizzen

When you arrive at the beach, you immediately throw yourself in the water, trying to have Coral to join you

I think Coral hates swimming tbh. I don't know why, I just get that feeling

Takes a bit of convincing but she finally jumps in the water with you

You start playing around like splashing each other and just, enjoying your time together

Then, when you get out and are drying your hair with a towel you finally grow the guts to confess your feelings

"Coral I... I think I like you. Like, as a crush." You specify, when you see Coral's confused look.

It takes her a bit to make what you said sink in, but when she does she walks over to you looking all serious

You're scared because you think you fucked up, but then she looks at you sweetly and goes "Can I kiss you?"

And then you kiss!!! It's like you imagined it during all those sleepless nights when you'd have sleepovers, dreaming of the moment you were currently living

You can't believe it's happening, and when you break apart, you start softly laughing, Coral joining in

You tell Mizzen the day after and he's like "I KNEW IT! Thought it'd take you less to date though"

You go on lots of dates (dates being code word for walking around the block and talking about anything

Which is something you did before too, but now you also kiss and cuddle

I can see Coral preparing some sort of picnic surprise for you for your birthday, under the tree where you two would relax under on summer nights

You spend the whole evening there together, cuddling and talking <3

Holding hands in class!!

Mizzen teasing you and feeling a bit jealous because he wants someone too! But he's so happy for you two!!

Coral has a soft spot for you. She's mean to everyone except you (and Mizzen duh)

"What a bitch, someone should push her off a cliff" "Coral no-"

Super protective towards you. If someone even dares to glare at you they're metaphorically dead

She's also a bit insecure because she's scared you'll leave her someday, but you reassure her daily you won't <3

If I'm not wrong Coral went to the Games at 16 but we pretend those didn't happen dw

So you guys just live your happily ever after in District 4

[brittle-doughie]

The Fishercookie (Gem Mermaids)

To that one Anon that requested a Fisherman Y/N.

Every day, the Cookies of the Creme Republic harbor would see the fishing boat leave in the morning and come back at the dead of night.

In and out of the fishing boat with a varying haul, would be you. Donning your worn, but still quite reliable fishing gear, you make your way to your fishing boat with an empty net and always come back with at least something in it when you return.

Sometimes, it was something as small as a blue tropical fish or maybe something as large as a cloud yogurt squid.

The fishmonger cookie at the harbor would give you the coins that were worth the catch you hauled in. She always had something to say when you step through that door into her abode.

“The seas haven’t been kind to ya, eh?”

For when you hauled in little catches.

“Now THIS. This is a fine catch ya brought in.”

And for when you brought in significant catches.

It was standard business fare, until she mentions a particularly unique creature that you could catch on.

Something that would leave you bothered.

“Say, you’ve been gettin’ pretty good with your hauls lately. I don’t think I’ve had this much business since forever! You’re a miracle worker, ain’t ya?”

“But have ya ever considered catching something…special. It ain’t no nightsky squid or anythin’, but a mermaid.”

You felt your being tense up at the mention of them…mermaids.

“They used to be all gathered in this kingdom of theirs, until that no good Abalone Cookie done scattered them all! Now that place is nothing but a ship graveyard nowadays….but I think you might have what it takes to find one of those mermaids.”

“They sell for quite the hefty amount of coin. I happen to have a number of customers wonderin’ when you’ll be hauling in one of ‘em.”

“Hey, ease up on the fishercookie, why don’t ya? They’re probably tired of you tryin’ to hassle them for a mermaid again.”

You turn around to see Captain Caviar Cookie walk into the shop, the fishmonger cookie grumbled to herself.

“Ha, if it ain’t Elder Captain Caviar Cookie. I wasn’t doing anythin’ of the sort, I was just trying to give my good ol’ pal a bit of a nudge. You know how many Cookies will pay a lot of coin for one of them.”

“Well good luck with that, there haven’t been a single sighting of ‘em ever since forever. They’re better off stickin’ to fishing big, yeah? Not bigger”

“They have potential! How can ya grow if ya don’t push your limits once in a while?”

“If pushing limits means possibly gettin’ soggy and crumbling out there in the Black Pearl Island, then I’d rather they stay away from there for good.”

Captain Caviar placed an arm over your shoulders as he leads you out.

“‘Ey! At least think about it! Seeing a mermaid is a once in a lifetime opportunity!”

“Leave ‘em be already! Listen, friend. Ya don’t need to listen to Fishmonger Cookie back there, y’know? You can just fish how you always do. You can never be prepared for the sea, it will throw all kinds of surprises at ya.”

“I don’t want to be the poor lad to find your soggy remains out at sea, all because some Cookie pressured ya to find a mermaid. Nobody has seen a single scale of them in a long time and they ain’t just gonna appear to any Cookie.”

“Do your pal a favor and keep away from the Black Pearl Islands, alright?”

You agreed and nodded your head, you had no intentions of going to the islands to find mermaids.

“I’d knew you’d understand! Come on, let’s have a drink of seawater juice, it’s on me!”

You didn’t have to go to the islands…

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Because, one night, the mermaids found you first…

You had casted your line and was waiting for a bite when you suddenly felt thrashing to the side of your boat. Your fishing net had caught something!

You quickly go to pull out your catch!

Was it going to be something like a fish or something like a squid!

What you got instead baffled you.

“Hey! Let me go! Argh, I can’t break free!”

It was a mermaid! A real mermaid, here in your net! You thought these mermaids weren’t around anymore, yet here one was squirming in your net!

It must’ve been pretty terrifying in her eyes when she sees you, illuminated by the moonlight, pulling out a knife.

“N-no! Please! It can’t end like this! Please, don’t hurt me…”

A mermaid….

A rare sight….

Just think of how much Coin you could earn….

You raise your blade as the mermaid braced herself for the strike….

…

…

…

…

…

Only for her to be freed from the net as you cut the ropes with your knife.

She’s able to move away as she looked up at you. You wanted to say something, but she answers first by hurriedly swimming away underwater.

You held back on your words, instead to just take your current haul and head home as the mermaid watched from afar….

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The next night, you were fishing as per usual, believing that would be the last you’d ever see of that mermaid…when you have this urge to look around you.

You did so to briefly make out a shadow in the distance in the water before it seemingly dived back down.

This repeated for a while, you had the feeling this shadow wasn’t going to come any closer like this.

So this time, right before you left, you left a small gift in the form of a little plant you had on your boat. It wasn’t much, but you hoped that it cleared any misunderstandings that were there.

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“You…you forgot this…”

She tried to hand you back the little plant as she slowly swam to your boat. You shook your head and nudged it back to her, you wanted her to keep it.

She looked at you surprised as she gazed down at the little plant, a small smile on her face as she looked up at you again.

“I’m Aquamarine Cookie, what about you?”

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This became routine when the moon rises during your fishing trips, you’d arrive at a particular spot and Aquamarine Cookie would be waiting for you. You’d two spend the time talking to each other, learning each other’s interests and worlds.

The “whale” you were on was called a boat and she was really interested in gardens, the plant you had given her wasn’t anything she’s seen in the sea. You made it your personal goal to give her plenty of plants for her garden, even the smallest of sprouts was enough for her.

The interactions between the two of you would not go unnoticed for long, for shadows further away in the water were watching the two of you, only descending when you had to leave.

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Aquamarine didn’t join you tonight, a heavy drizzle accompanied you along with a purple mermaid instead. She was steadfast and suspicious of you and your intentions…

“My sister couldn’t stop mentioning you so much, are you really as she described?”

Aquamarine Cookie was talking about you to them? You nodded your head, you had no intentions of harming her or Aquamarine Cookie. This mermaid cookie didn’t seem to believe you, hardening her glare as the drizzle turned to full rain.

You didn’t budge.

“You will turn soggy at this rate.”

You didn’t move an inch, if that’s what it takes, then so be it. She sighs as she waves your hand.

“You’re a stubborn Cookie.”

The rain stopped as the sky slowly clears ups. You take a breath as you tried to remain standing.

“If my sister trusts you, then I will come to do so as well. I have seen the path ahead and I wish to see that it comes true…”

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And it seemed that the new faces didn’t there for you, for more of these sea born Cookies have appeared before you alongside Aquamarine. A golden one would soon join you, her form shining seemingly even in the night light.

“It’s the land Cookie, maybe I should surprise them…”

You were conversing with Aquamarine and Mystic Opal Cookie when you hear a sudden splash behind you!

“BOO!”

That got you as you nearly fell off the edge I fright! This makes the gold mermaid giggle as you collected your bearings.

“Haha, I got you good, didn’t I!”

You nodded your head agree with her, she did get you good there!

“Anyway, I had heard that my sisters were getting pretty persistent in visiting a land Cookie, so I had to come to see for myself. I can already see you’re pretty easy on the eyes, way less odd looking than the usual two legged Cookie!”

To be so casually complimented by a newcomer mermaid, you will admit softened your heart up a lot!

“What’s the matter~? Haven’t had a mermaid compliment you before?”

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The seemingly last one to come to you was different then the Gem Mermaids, it was a jellyfish cookie!

You were going to greet this face that joined you on your nightly fishing when she’s pulled you into the water!

“Oh my…! You’re in need of cleaning! Don’t worry about a thing, just leave it to me…!”

And that’s how you spent that fishing venture in the water as Frilled Jellyfish Cookie toon her time making sure that every speck of you was clean, all the while she’d talk about “her lady”.

While it was nice to hear her reminisce on good times, you learned almost nothing about her from all that. You gestured that you wanted to talk about her, which confuses the jellyfish cookie.

“My lady is…huh? You want to hear about…me?”

It was difficult for her at first, since she wasn’t familiar with talking about herself, but you were patient and in time, you got to know her better, like how tidying up was her responsibility in this old kingdom of hers…

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Though, it would be the last one that proved herself to be…interesting.

While you sat on the edge of the boat, talking to your mercookie visitors, the water behind you now housed a shadow as the mercookie slowly rose up from the water.

Without warning, you were grabbed by the mercookie and pulled back into the water, shocking the others as you barely had time to register what was happening.

You were underwater, grabbed by the collar as an angry red mermaid stared you down, her red trident aimed at you.

“Normally, I’d have nothing to say to a Cookie of the land. You are fortunate that my sisters and Frilled Jellyfish Cookie have taken a fondness to you, so I will let you explain what you are doing out here by yourself!”

You raised your hands up in surrender as you shake your head! You had no ill intentions whatsoever with her fellow mercookies!

She scanned your eyes for any hint of cracks in your words, but can’t seem to find any as her scowl falls. She takes you up back to your boat as you crawled back onboard, the other mercookies relieved to see that you were okay as they tend to you.

Crimson Coral Cookie watched on from afar, seeing how much her fellow mercookies cared for a land Cookie. It made her think if she went about approaching you the wrong way and can’t help but feel a pinch of guilt at immediately assuming you were up to no good once word reached her about you.

She had asked the others to allow her a night alone with you to settle things.

“I had asked my sisters to grant me a chance to try and do this in a proper way. I just…it takes time for me to let my guard down when it comes to anything with land Cookies.”

You sat on the edge of your boat and opted to listen as she explained herself.

You make it clear to her and for the others if she ever tells them of this encounter that you mean no harm to them, even if she didn’t fully trust you yet. You were willing to be patient and wait for the day that she can.

“Hm, perhaps you are as my sisters talk about, land Cookie. Oh! I…shouldn’t be calling you that anymore, would you like to share me your name?”

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Soon, you had the whole group of mercookies joining you on your fishing trips, talking and sharing with you little stories of their lives from what once was their kingdom.

Gone were the days of you sitting in silence waiting for a catch when you had them to help pass the time, even helping you by nudging some catches in your way.

Seeing how much they were comfortable around you, showing themselves to you willingly and placing trust in you is why you’ll NEVER listen to Fishmonger Cookie, even before Captain Caviar Cookie’s talk with you.

Not now, not ever.

[starmocha]

The Deep Sea [Rafayel + Son ★ 970 words ★ Masterlist ★ Series Index ★ AO3] A little boy stays up late waiting, insisting he needs his lullaby before he can sleep. A/N: Finally, I managed to get the first story out for Rafayel and his son. Thank you to all of the Raf anons who have been infesting my ask box with papa Raf asks lol you all managed to break my writer’s block with him. This particular ask was the one that did it for me. <333 Happy birthday to our precious, whiny fishie 🥹💖 Tag list: @lavlynyan @miudle @alfredosaws @solifloris @nezuswritingdesk @valkyyriia @natimiles @yourlocalcatscammer @callilypso @likewhyareyousoobsessedwithme @qyuin 【 request to be added 】

He yawned again.

“It’s past your bedtime,” you told the little three-year-old toddler curled up on the living room couch clutching his favorite Briny Narwie plushie. He peered up at you with a pout, and you sighed helplessly as you crouched down to his eye-level next to the couch. You pointed at the clock on a nearby wall and said gently, “See that little hand? It’s approaching ten. You were supposed to be asleep at eight. Almost two hours ago.”

“But Daddy promised me a lullaby!” the boy whined, clutching his plushie tighter as his lips quivered.

You sighed again. “Your daddy has an important art show tonight,” you explained to the toddler, “You know how upset Uncle Thomas gets when your daddy doesn’t go to these events.”

“I know…” he said softly. He looked up again, his voice pleading, “But Daddy said he would come home soon to sing me my lullaby!”

You smiled softly, sympathizing with your son. You also knew that right at this moment Rafayel was also miserable at his art show, preferring the company of his family over the pretentious crowd that flocked to see his works. He had insisted that he would only stay for an hour at most to satisfy Thomas’ expectations, but it had now been at least three hours since you were expecting Rafayel to arrive home.

You settled on the couch, sitting next to your son who had been adamant that he would not go to sleep until he had his lullaby, but for the past hour, you had watched the toddler dozed off several times before jerking awake, his resolve weakening with each passing second.

“You know, Mommy can sing you a lullaby, too. Rock—” You barely got the first word out before your son pressed two small hands to your mouth, covering it as he gave you an annoyed pout.

“It’s not the same!” the little boy whined, nearly on the verge of tears. He plopped back down in his seat and hugged his plushie tighter.

You couldn’t refute this. Rafayel had been singing to his son Lemurian lullabies of a time gone by since the little boy was still in your womb. It had been a nightly ritual for several years now, and rarely would Rafayel ever skipped it. You yourself was also fond of his singing, his ethereal voice always ensnaring you under his spell, spiriting you away to another time, another place.

“Okay, okay,” you said to your son, reaching out to wipe away the tears that brimmed at the corners of his eyes. You smiled softly again, your arms spread apart. “How about you snuggle with Mommy then while we wait for Daddy to come home?”

The boy’s lips quivered again.

“Please?”

“Okay…” he said reluctantly and crawled into your lap. Your arms instantly wrapped around him, pulling him closer into your protective embrace. Instinctively, you threaded your fingers through his soft hair soothingly, smiling in wonder at the beautiful little boy in your arms who was a perfect blend of both you and Rafayel, though you couldn’t help but mused how sometimes more of Rafayel would peek through, such as tonight.

Casually, you hummed the same lullaby Rafayel would often sing, having memorized the mythical melody by heart over the years.

“Mommy… it’s not the same…”

“I know,” you said affably, continuing nonchalantly, “I’m just humming.”

Your hand rubbed your son’s back up and down soothingly.

The toddler sighed heavily, letting his frustration be known, but you remained unbothered by his dramatics, continuing with your light humming.

Try as he might, eventually sleepy little eyes closed, letting darkness settled and allowing himself to be whisked away by this familiar melody.

Cradled in the sea’s embrace, a whale carried the toddler away as he laughed joyously, eyes full of wonder as a school of fish swam, swirling around the little boy, their scales shimmering brilliantly in the water. Many other marine creatures joined the boy in his underwater journey. Sea turtles, dolphins, stingrays, and many more accompanied the small child, showing him all of the beauties of the deep.

He giggled as two little fish—one red and one blue—swam against his cheek, tickling him. He held up a small chubby finger and the blue fish brushed against him in assurance, a silent promise that the boy was well protected in his journey.

He didn’t know where he was going, where the whale was taking him, but he felt no fear, feeling in his heart that within the deep sea, there was a place calling out to him.

When the little boy’s eyes fluttered open, he shook his head, feeling something tickling his cheek.

Purple hair.

He was resting on his father’s shoulder, hearing his deep voice singing a song, an ancient lullaby.

The words were foreign, but the toddler understood, feeling it in his heart. He clung tighter to his father, letting the warmth of his voice wrapped around him like a protective cloak.

“My little fishie,” Rafayel hummed softly, turning to press his lips to his son’s head, “Daddy’s sorry he was late tonight.”

The boy made a soft noise in response, and Rafayel smiled. He resumed singing as he swayed gently from side-to-side in his son’s bedroom. Alongside his voice, the sounds of waves could be heard crashing gently on the shore outside.

The boy yawned, his grip loosening, but Rafayel just held him tighter. As he sang, he gazed fondly at the child in his arms, still after all of this time awestruck that this precious treasure was his. He continued to sing, his words joined by the ocean’s waves.

Lured back to his dreamscape, the little boy was carried away to another place, another time, where an ancient forgotten civilization celebrated his arrival and welcomed him home.

[rory-multifandom-mess]

Holy woah! Dandy’s world OC!

Here’s my baby Coral!!! I’m working on her interactions still but here’s her ref sheet stuffs!!

And yes. She is in love

(more doodles of these three out now!!)

[voiddragoncat]

Has anyone done this yet

Audio is from, of course, the iconic Sonic Adventure 2 Real-Time Fandub by Snapcube!

[mxximax]

please can you draw star coral cookie and y/n together on a boat watching fishes go by

star coral cookie is my favorite cookie!

[nanavuu]

hey guys. i played ena dream bbq today

i think im in love. i need her so bad.

[vomitspit2]

one thing about the MC and Jade in Got You is both of them are fucking liars. not manipulatively … well sort of.

you see, both of them are wholly ignorant about the worlds the others live in. they are so, so many countless differences in their lifestyles. through technological differences, cultural differences as human and merfolk, history of their world (is george washington a political figure similar to simba, the two have often debated), how they were raised, just about everything!

and at certain times, they lie to each other a lot as friends.

exhibit A. after jamil’s overblot, MC mentioned offhandedly to Kalim how she was sad she wouldn’t get to celebrate Festivus (which is from Seinfeld) during the winter holiday. Kalim, being a close friend, said they should celebrate it together! what do you do on Festivus!

‘oh Festivus is the airing of grievances!’

cue MC airing out grievances and insulting everyone that caused her trouble while stuck in Scarabia. she uses the stage’s microphone for it and drills into everyone.

exhibit B. after learning Floyd and Jade are merfolk, seeing their forms in Scarbia for the first time, Jade notices just how very little MC is aware of anything to do with merfolk. he then lies to her that merfolk need to be within proximity of water at all times; if they breach a certain distance from water, their lungs start to collapse.

he plays it up. keeping near water foundations, citing how octavinelle is an underwater dorm, doing whatever to make it just slightly convincing.

cue Jade just walking with MC as she rolls her janitorial cart back to the staff room before preforming the most convincing asthma attack known to man.

their harmless pranks could use some reconsidering — jade’s fucking especially —but it’s a dynamic i treasure.

[snailpebbles]

just a drabble about the loml <333

****

"Can I paint your nails?" you grin, blinking prettily at your boyfriend. He had been reading comics, nails he'd neglected to cut recently dragging across the drawn pages.

"I- why?" Carl looks over the edge of the Spiderman comic, eyebrows pulled together in a way that makes you wanna kiss the shit out of him. You sigh dramatically and sit up from where you laid on the bed, snatching his comic.

"What the fuck?! Give it back baby" Carl protested, already reaching for the comic you've placed behind you. Tutting your tongue, you grab those outstretched hands and kiss his knuckles. Carls face immediately alights with an adorable blush — maybe you could skip the nail painting and just make out?

"Let me paint them and I'll give it back" You grin as you hold tight to his very pretty hands. He debates internally but decides he really needs to finish that comic; its an issue with black cat and she's really hot, not as hot as you of course but still..

"Ugh okay fine" He pouts, failing at hiding his smile when you laugh victoriously. Picking up the blue nail polish to match your own, you begin painting his nails with such a gentle touch Carl swears you're an angel. Until you, totally by accident, leave a long swipe of the polish on his thumb.

"whoops" you say dryly with an endearing smirk, continuing to paint on the Weezer blue color. Carl just rolls his eyes, leaning forward to kiss your forehead while affectionately calling you a bumbling idiot!

Once the paint dries, you run around to everyone in your guys group and show off his 'pretty nails'. Carl's face burns red while this happens but he can't help but enjoy it, your giggles and smiles making the embarrassment worth it.

****

I would die for him.

[batlovebites]

Drabbles for Star Coral Cookie(platonic) Visiting the light house and listening to her singing making reader a little teary(positively) cuz not only her singing is great but her talking about her grams and how the stories are true (After finishing that special episode from Cookie Run Kingdom broke me heart ugly cries :’) ) If you’re not able to feel free to skip!

Goodness, I get you completely darling anon. Its such a nice story; Its not purely happy, but it has a gentleness I struggle to put into words that just gets to me. Also if anything bad ever happens to Star Coral I am crumbling every cookie in the vicinity and then myself. I imagined reader in this story as an old family friend, though that's never outright stated.

Star Coral Cookie & Reader [Drabble] - Sea-renity

In the warmth of a peaceful afternoon, the Lunar Lighthouse stands tall, brilliant blues set against the soft golden horizon. The crashing ocean waves, reflecting the golden glow of the setting sun, create a melody of their own. Its in this relaxing scene you find yourself scaling the lighthouse stairs, listening to the faint song carried down from its top by the gentle breeze. The steady thunk, thunk, thunk of your feet scaling the stairs blends with the singing and the crashing waves, forming a drum beat that unifies with the rhythm of the world around you.

Reaching the lantern room at the pinnacle of the tower at last brings the song to its conclusion, Star Coral's voice petering to a halt as she turns to look at you with a soft smile.

"Hey," she offers you a wave, beckoning you to stand on the balcony next to her, "long time no see. How've you been?"

You give a hum of response, offering just a general tone rather than any specific answer as you lean on the railing next to her. "Haven't seen the lighthouse shine this bright before," you redirect, closing your eyes for a moment to soak in the sea breeze kissing your skin. Star Coral's smile grows, eyes shining as bright as the light in question.

"It's moonlight! It was just like gram's song said! The star song." You follow her gaze, staring off where the sea meets the rising moon at the horizon, just out of reach of the golden glow from the setting sun. "I followed every last step of the song, and I found Mistress Moon! She gave me the new light for the lighthouse."

She spoke of her grandmother with a quiet reverence; Having met the woman yourself plenty of times during visits to the Coral's home, you understood why. You had never put much thought yourself into whether White Coral's stories were true, simply enjoying them for what they were, but the soft fondness with which Star Coral spoke had you thinking back, nostalgia bathed with a new warmth by something deeper. As your mind drifted through memories, you recall the song in question, playing it back through your mind. Garden of the Queen… four-legged beast… Great ocean, slumbering giant… Had Star Coral really seen such fantastic things?

Had she been a bit younger, you'd have immediately thought she was recounting a dream, or telling a story; But you've known her since she was freshly baked, have seen her grow, and as her eyes twinkle like the stars reflecting in the ocean below, you know she's being truthful.

"Really?" you ask, a polite invitation to speak further rather than an actual question.

"Really! Really, really! I did!" the coral of her hair glows with the energy of her excitement. "It was just like in the song! You remember it, right?"

You did. Yet…

"I'm afraid I can't quite recall the beginning. Could you sing it for me?"

She nods, takes a breath, and begins the melody anew. The gentle wind and waves seem to take notice and join in once more as an accompanying choir. You feel tears gathering in your eyes, and you aren't sure why. Not sadness, no, far from it- though this peaceful feeling could almost be mistake from it, a gentleness so full it almost makes everything else feel empty in comparison.

Star Coral's song comes to an end once more, and you wipe your eyes clear before she can notice. The soft smile she gives you once she's finished brings forth a contagious joy, a light laugh bubbling up from your chest.

"Right, of course. I remember now," you hope how near to tears you came didn't come through in your voice. "That's amazing, Starry. Tell me, then, what was the Queen's garden like?"

She pulls you back inside the lantern room to sit with her, weaving you a tale with all the precision and gentleness a spider does its silky web, the sea and sky's quiet duet continuing in the background.

Even if the story wasn't true, you thought, no one could deny that in this moment, there was a quiet magic. The magic found in the stories shared, believed, and shared again. The magic found in a little girl recounting with all the love in her heart the truth of grandmother's stories. Had your eyes grown misty again? Oh well…

[thalassic-p4rk]

They’re siblings, Your Honor. <3

[gardentool]

Geto: Were you kissing Y/N?

Gojo: What? No?!

Shoko: Their lipstick is on your mouth.

Gojo: We just happen to wear the same shade.

[brittle-doughie]

*Slowly slides a box of chocolates towards the edge of the rocks by the ocean, a note attached for Crimson Coral Cookie.*

"You are red, and when I'm around you I don't feel blue. I hope one day we may share a kiss, just between me and you."

(I hope you have a happy Valentine's Day, Brittle!)

“Hehe, you really do have a way with words, land cookie. I have seen many who were selfish or greedy, but you…you were different. You’ll see that your wish is much sooner in your future then you may think~”

[hollowflight-propaganda]

wof fandom when people enjoy fictional toxic relationships because they find them interesting:

[cheeryconspiracy]

Late Night Tavern Talks ✨

[cheetabites]

☆ ~ i know they’re losing

pairing: platonic!mizzen x mentor!reader summary: for the last assignment of the year you and the other top 23 students of the academy were assigned a tribute to turn into a spectacle for the watchers; you just wished you didn’t get the young boy with such soulful eyes. warnings: canon death, second person, scenes used from the movies (besides some changes I made) based on the song ‘i bet on loosing dogs’ by mitski

my baby, my baby

you’re my baby, say it to me

the first time you looked into those soulful eyes were when they were filled with tears, the emotional distress not hidden from watching eyes of the capital who only smirked and chuckled at the illuminating picture.

“district 4 male tribute, goes to (name) (last name),” you could vaguely hear the giggles coming off your classmates at your misfortune but you payed no mind, only looking at the bottom of the screen where it held his name; Mizzen.

baby, my baby

tell your baby that i’m your baby

you decided that the best way to gain his trust would be by proving yourself. so here you were, on the platform waiting for the district 4 tributes to be escorted out of their section of the train with a couple bottles of water and an assortment of wrapped goods.

when they did, the first that stepped out was festus’s tribute—radiating a threatening aura that almost made you back off—before mizzen popped his head out which made your confidence spike, knowing you would take your chances with coral if that meant keeping him fed.

“excuse me,” your voice was soft and your touch even softer as you tried to get the attention of the peacekeepers escorting them, at first not even gathering their attention but the two tributes instead which caused them to stop in their place.

the men clad in grey looked towards what gathered their attention, making them stop in annoyance, your crimson academy uniform alerting them of a possible reason you’d be here.

glad you had gotten the recognition you needed you hastily stumbled out the words before they were transported into the other car waiting just a few feet away, “i brought something for my tribute, i would like for them to have it before they’re taken away.”

despite their obvious reluctance they knew you came from a family that held a high place in society, which meant if they didn’t oblige they could possibly loose their job (if you decided to be petty), so they hesitantly gave you a nod which caused a smile of appreciation to bloom on your face.

quickly, you pulled out two wrapped sandwiches—grilled cheese and turkey—and a bottle of water before making your way infront of mizzen who coral was ultimately guarding, “i didn’t know what you liked, but i know this is better than starving.”

and when mizzen didn’t immediately grasp your offerings, you shot a look to coral trying your best to show you didn’t mean any harm, hoping to persuade her so she could lower her guard on him. there was a prolonged pause before she stepped away, mizzen eagerly grabbing the food before looking up at you.

you smiled at him one last time before leaning close to his ear to whisper to him, “i’ll come find you again soon to bring you more food. i’ll see you later, alright?”

and as the peacekeepers led them into the cattle car you could almost make out the childish smile he shot your way in thanks.

i bet on losing dogs

i know they’re losing and i pay for my place

by the ring

his form was jittery as you entered the arena, his eyes consuming every inch of the place where his body would take it’s last breaths if he didn’t emerge as the victor. the swirling thoughts in his brain making him oblivious to the fact that he had desperately grasped onto your hand.

at first, shock coursed through your body but seeing the far-away look in his eyes you let him grasp onto you for comfort, gently leading him around the arena as you scoped out for places he could hide or when he needed it to have the advantage.

only minutes after, your attention was averted to the shakiness under your legs just before a burst of dust tumbled down. immediately taking action, you tugged on the hand you were holding so you could lead him to safety, completely disregarding yours…disregarding that a piece of debris was coming right for you.

the impact was rough, causing your hands to break apart as the rubble casted it’s weight over your legs. but when he looked back with fear in his eyes all you did was call out to him to run.

and when your eyes were slipping shut, the last thing you saw was mizzen desperately fighting the peacekeepers hold as he called out for them to help you.

where i’ll be looking in their eyes when their down

i’ll be there on their side

all you could do was watch from the screen as the holographic snakes broke out of their confinements and slithered across the dirtied arena floor. mizzen’s pace slowing for just a second as exhaustion finally caught up to him, unknowingly giving the snakes an open opportunity for another kill. tears prickling at the corners of your eyes as wave after wave consumed his body.

the venom was quick to kill most of his nerves, enough that instead of seeing coral looking back at him he saw you. a desperate plea leaving his lips in his final moments, “(name!!)”

i’m losing by their side

“and there goes merciless mizzen!” lucky flickerman excitedly announced, “have a good summer (last name)!”

you hastily got up from your chair, head up high until you were fully out of everyone’s view. only to quickly cover your mouth to quell the beginning of your anguished sobs, as you stood alone outside—those soulful eyes now dark and void of life.

© mirrorsmoonlight. don’t translate or repost my works on any platform. dec 23 2023.