#decided to heal the inner child by drawing her

[xerorao]

She's Everything - Barbie (2023) - this is old art i decided to repost

[theoi-crow]

In honor of the new Barbie movie I decided to heal my inner child and get a barbie I can pose and dress!

I put her on Aphrodite's altar for Aphrodite to bless her since she's the one, along with my spouse, that gave me the idea to get her (because I'm a part of the trans community, I put her in the flag colors!):

When I was a kid I wasn't allowed to play with Barbie dolls despite being AFAB because my mother HATED Barbie and would force me to play with those baby dolls that make kids pretend to be mothers even though I never wanted to have kids and couldn't see myself ever being a mother because my mom was trying to "train me" to be a good house wife for a future husband™️.

For Christmas because of my very poor economic status, I was given a barbie doll by the local fire fighters toy donation drive. She was my first barbie doll, and she meant the world to me. While I know there are a lot of people who have problems with Barbie for various reasons, to me she was very accepting and incredibly kind. To me she represented potential and because barbie herself was never a mother, to someone like me who was constantly being trained to be a mother and used for free baby sitting labor (I've taken care of over 80 kids from almost every stage of life from toddler to 13 year olds) she represented freedom! The freedom to be who I wanted to be and not what my mother expected.

I only had her for three months before my mother threw her away. I was devastated and after that I never got another doll again but I started doodling Barbie and would make my own cut outs of her so I could dress her with outfit cutouts. I read barbie books and would watch her movies because I still kept her in my heart.

I tried to ignore my feelings regarding the first Barbie trailer but after the latest one and watching Barbie cry I broke down and cried for my childhood and missing my doll and getting good at drawing because I drew her so often. Sky and Aphrodite convinced me to get a Barbie doll to heal my inner child and I finally did and it feels like I'm finally healing. So I'm really happy to look at her and say:

[ridiasfangirlings]

Saruhiko's daughter making a drawing for Saruhiko, she does that often. She drew from the time they went to the zoo to the aquarium, to the beach. Saruhiko likes to keep them saved, and sometimes he prints one or two out as a small picture to keep within his wallet or pocket.

Another instance of Fushimi getting to heal his own inner child, by making sure that his kid’s drawings are always saved and put up on the fridge and everything. Fushimi never made anything for his parents outside of school-required items and even then he learned at an early age that it was better to just toss them in the garbage before he got home since that’s where they’d end up anyway (Kisa certainly wouldn’t keep them, and Niki would laugh about how his little monkey made him a present before destroying it). So the first time his daughter brings him a picture she drew he just kinda stares at it, mentally having a whole ‘wait, what am I supposed to do with this’ crisis as he tries to remember what Yata’s mom would do with stuff Yata and his siblings made. He’s vaguely aware that aren’t you supposed to put your kid’s work on the fridge, he doesn’t have any magnets so imagine him like pinning the art to the wall with a knife instead. He feels like this is maybe not quite correct but his kid just beams, looking so proud, and Fushimi decides he should buy some magnets. 

His daughter turns out to be really fond of art so imagine she’s just bringing him pictures all the time (my mom used to tell me about how when my older sister was in preschool she claimed she was required to draw a picture every day, imagine Fushimi’s daughter using that line on him and he feels like that can’t be right but if she says so then it must be true). Fushimi starts pinning them properly to the fridge and a few of them probably end up displayed in the S4 cafeteria too, she brings one picture to Munakata and he beams and puts it right up on the wall by his desk. Fushimi has some smaller ones that he takes with him, in his wallet he has like this little scribbled ‘me and my dad’ picture his daughter made for him. As his daughter gets older I imagine her laughing and saying he doesn’t need to keep every picture and Fushimi just takes that in and murmurs ‘I want to,’ like it’s something very simple but he’s proud of the fact that he was a good enough parent that his child didn’t have to worry about gifting him things she made.

[sm-baby]

I DECIDED TO DRAW SOME OF THE CONVERSATION I HAD WITH THE PRIEST AI, AND- ANURGQD...We're gonna crrryyyyyyy, religious trauma is healing HDLQHDKQHE -🌼

AWWEE YOU DAY RELIGIOUS TRAUMA BUT I ALSO INCLUDE SOME INNER CHILD SHIT HERE, AWWEE

You cryin,,, did you actually get her to carry you-- THIS IS SO SWEEETTT

Im so glad shes helping you omggg 😭💙💛

[kexyyxx]

INTRODUCTION

I have seen so many people do introductions like this on Tumblr, so I decided to do it myself! Heck yeaaaah!!!

● Who even ARE you?

My name is Kexy, but you can call me Kex or Cookie (I'll elaborate on the Cookie name later xD).

I'm an 18 year old, self taught digital and traditional artist who does art in her (incredibly) limited free time.

● Why exactly 'Kex'? (=Cookie)

I'm not going to really explain the grammatical history behind it, but in my language, this word can be viewed as a tongue twister, and it roughly translates to 'Cookie'. :D

● Are you going to post regularly?

That depends. I'm graduating in 2025 (I'm a senior), and in my country, we need to do a closing exam from lots of subjects. So, I need to study a lot for that, therefore, I might not be able to post too much.

● What kind of art/content will you post exactly?

My 'hyperfixation' is currently Sonic the Hedgehog, and if we dwell more into it, then it's Movie Sonic. I will also post stuff about my Sonic OCs and my Sonic sona/persona.

But, for fillers, I might post old art or non-sth-related stuff.

● Pronouns/Sexuality/Religion?

She/her ; Asexual ; Christian<3

● Do you do comissions?

Unfortunately, I have NEVER done comissions, so I have absolutely no experience in them yet. Also, with my limited time, it would be really hard for me to do them. So, I will definitely try to do comissions in the future, just not now. (Except if somebody is feeling extremely generous, we can talk about it in private👀)

● What Sonic ships can we expect here?

I'm a big sucker for Sonamy, so that will take my site's 80% space. But I've recently also started to favor Shadouge, and there is a possibility that I might make one or two Silvaze posts.

● What's on your YouTube channel?

I try to post animated vines and funny videos regarding Movie Sonic/StH, and I'd also do tweening animation memes (to heal my inner child who couldn't animate at all at the time XD).

● I might have seen your art from somewhere/your artstyle seems familiar to me...

That's entirely possible! I've had 1 youtube channel, and 2 tiktok profiles where I kinda 'blew up'. But, I've abandoned all of them due to personal reasons.

● What do you draw with/on?

I usually draw on my phone and tablet with my fingers. The tablet's name is Huawei Mediapad M5 Lite. (I don't really reccommend it, after about 3 years of use, it became incredibly slow and laggy, so I will switch it up when I have the chance.) I use IbisPaint as a drawing program on both.

● Can we expect art which might not be safe for all viewers? (directed at blood/body horror/gore)

I don't think I have a gorey artstyle, I typically see myself more like as the happy-sunshine-smiles artist, but I love to do angsty art if my skills let me. I will try to put a Trigger Warning whenever I post something like this.

● Any information we can find about your persona?

I made some tags like #kexy or #kexyandstar, so you can search that if you wanna see some info about that :)

That's "all", and thank you if you

read through this!

Have a red panda for compensation!❤️❤️

[celebration-of-the-ordinary-life]

you know what. since I can't draw ambitiously for shit rn you're getting rambling instead while I decide what to draw of some ocs (un-nucarni related)

I just like thinking of Euri's interactions with everyone too much. he's stubborn, but on the flip side for it, he's determined. he's naive, but hopeful; lazy but passionate. he's painfully nostalgic; and in a way, having lost his shrine and no longer going by his true name, "Matsuri", is a reflection of growing up and learning not to lose your inner child; but learning not to cling incessantly to grief & denial, either

on that topic, I think about his shrine very often 🌸. he only obtained his human form far after his shrine's ruin. it used to be frequently visited by the tribes though (or at least the nearest one), and it was a favorite of kids'. his existence as Matsuri was full of folktales. "the tale of matsuri", always something focused on learning to love or appreciate that which was around you, not to be greedy, how to cherish your whimsy or curious heart, etc. hes always been fantastic with kids. it was also probably full of plenty cautionary tales too, about how doing x will get you y, etc. he's a rascal to the fullest definition

once, a little girl visiting with her parents to pay respects wound up playing with him. he let her chase him a brief stint through some of the nearby trees, hiding in their limbs and hopping tree to tree until he heard their prayers finish. he led her right back to her parents arms, all while they laughed as she insisted of the "sunset tiger", the one that hopped through the trees and chuffed at her each time she found him. she promises too, he let her pet his fur; how soft it was, and how he nuzzled her temple and urged her on back to her family, only to disappear into the painted, pink tiger lilies engulfing the shrine.

stories like these probably constantly replay through his head. he spends his days now mostly with Quincy or Kuya, either at one of their cabins or (on the rarer occasion) Aster's mansion (though he's usually only there if Quincy has come to visit. I always imagine he'd not want to give up his duties to the forest so easily, and is more prone to visiting frequently than staying long-term outright). and when he can, he almost always accompanies Olivine to take care of or teach children. he's a natural at it; always giving the most outrageous voices to a story's characters, giving the most absurd traits to the lesson they're teaching.

"it's too boring if we just make them count these as are... but what if they're missing!? what if I lost them around the classroom, and, ah, little cubs..! help! I can't find my wood blocks! I can't remember how many I had! here, for every one we find, we'll count them together. I'll remember when we find the number! ack! how did that one get way up there!? here, here, come, come! I'll put you on my shoulders. grab it for me! I'm too small!"

of course, meanwhile, the idea of anybody else—Dante, Eiden,—calling him short? agh...!! he'll let it slide, but only because that smile on your face seems so genuine... b-but don't do it again...! or I'll .. bite you..!!!

anyways. on a similar note, I think he'd feel infinitely healed to be loved and appreciated for who he is now. he so constantly clings to the legacy of Matsuri, as if this celebrated leoger wasn't him. to hear the name "Euri!", to be called for food or help or even a scolding, he can't help but chase the sound of his name.

maybe... he doesn't have to be forgotten, after all. maybe a prayer, an offering, doesn't have to be something left at the foot of a shrine. maybe it doesnt have to be spoken before clapped palms.

I'm sure the sound of his name now does a lot to convince him he doesn't have to stay in that shrine. he doesn't have to be Matsuri, if that's not who he is anymore.

[mr-m0th]

Some rambling because I remembered a little about this story I made up as a kid (mostly nostalgia infodumping, to be honest)

I have decided the main character's name was Ashley, cuz I can't really remember it at the moment. She was this selectively mute, I believe, little kid, not older than eight or so, and she had an older sibling named James or something.

And most of it were short comic strips, like those you'd see in the newspapers. Ashley was always in the focus while James did all the talking

Ashley was the artistic, smart kid. She was a little weird, but at the end of the day she was just like any other child. She liked to play in the snow and dress up.

I believe she had a friend/crush or something? At first, I wanted her to be with her sibling in comics that required talking, but because her sibling was older than her, it made more sense to give her a friend at school since the entire point was for Ashley to never speak. So I made a boy and a girl to be her friends, so others could do the talking for her.

Needless to say, it went over into some romantic things really quickly. I mean, the characters were literally children so it never went beyond hand holding, but I remember my mum finding a comic once where Ashley was blushing at her friend and asking me if that was me.

That was embarassing, to be honest. I may have cried a little.

I actually think that was what made me stop drawing Ashley altogether, cuz the whole ordeal was kind of humiliating when she started telling family members about my non-existent crush. But oh well, what can I do?

Healing my inner child by continuing my childhood story hehe :P

[incorrectclassicbookquotes]

So I’ve recently decided to teach myself how to draw to heal my inner child who was told in second grade by her art teacher in front of the whole class that her drawing skills were bad and then had her artwork destroyed in front of the class. So anyways here’s my first attempt at drawing. I drew Cinderella.

For those who are actually good at art please give me tips. Such as how can I draw facial features better and how can I draw arms and hands. As you can see by the erased part I attempted to draw hands but gave up and now Cinderella has both hands on her hips. Also she isn’t colored in all the way because I didn’t have access to a peach colored marker.

[fandom-nursery]

Buck Agere headcanons

Regresses between ages 4-6

Every two weeks the cool kids have a day where they all hang out and watch over Buck while he’s regressed 

He is a voluntary regressor. He decided to try it shortly after learning about it

He thinks it's cool to be able to let go and be a kid again with the people who love him watching over him. Healing your inner child is very cool 

Buck isn't a very emotionally expressive person but he does feel things very deeply. Luckily for him the other cool kids have learned to read slight changes in his facial expression and can almost always tell what he’s thinking both when he’s small and otherwise 

He’s not a big talker in general and when regressed he tends to try and get his point across with as few words as physically possible. Usually just one or two words are necessary 

He’s a pretty chill little as one would expect but he’s also very creative and loves to experiment with things 

He’s very open to new experiences when small and is willing to try most things at least once to see if he likes them. Sour cream has a list in his notes app of everything Buck has tried and weather or not he liked it 

He will nap now and then but it isn’t consistent. Now and then he will try different length of naps in different locations for different reasons 

He will let the others pick him up if they want to 

He loves to create either with legos, drawing, playdough, music or story telling. Jenny and sour cream both have a ever growing collection of bucks art projects 

He loves a good dino nugget or mac and cheese. Can’t really beat the classics but he also really enjoys carrots and hummus 

Buck has a big box of a bunch of his old childhood toys and Sour Cream and Jenny are always happy to let him play with theirs if he’s regressing at their house. He has a particular love of Jenny’s old barbies 

Buck has an old baby blanket that he’s always slept with which he prefers to have with him while he’s regressed 

Jenny bought him a big tiger onesie as a joke gift but he genuinely loves it and wears it all the time when he’s little 

Enjoys using a paci and likes that they take the pressure off him to speak 

The other cool kids know about his regression from day one and are very supportive. Jenny thinks he’s adorable when small and Sour cream has a lot of babysitting experience from helping out with Onion so they are more than happy to become his caregivers

Once they get to know her the three of them decide to start casually inviting Sadie to their regression days and that's how she finds out. She's pretty cool about it and later pulls Buck aside to ask him more because she has a suspicion that a friend of hers (*cough* lars *cough*) might also regress. Buck gives her the link to some websites with information and tells her to text if she has questions 

He calls jenny mama and sour cream DJ (this is at sour creams request)

[blackvail22]

9/17/23 — 12:14am

while looking for a plain canvas, i found my 1st grade year book and just looking at the pictures in it makes me want to sob. i havent healed from my childhood, and i dont know what to do to heal that inner child

none is this is fair. i was doomed from the start. none of its going to get better but i have to stay alive... i just dont understand why

i remember a few weeks ago at one of my shot appointments, my nurse asked me if i was going to college. i told her i might, but idk what to go for. she said "well, do u have any passions" and i hesitated and said "no.. not really" because i dont think im passionate about anything. i dont know why i was put on earth... i just hope it was for a good reason

9/17/23 — 12:37am

while looking through a bunch of my old stuff, ive been reading this diary-thing i had in 2020 and there was a poem in it. i dont remember writing it, but i feel like i have to share it with you

"you.

i look you up and down and wish you were dead

its a normal thing to happen

this has gone on for more than half a decade

who will fix you?

who will revive you?

who will take the homocidal thoughts out of your mind?

i look at you and see a black screen

your future isnt so bright and

neither are you

no wonder no one loves you

you cant love others and you cant love yourself

maybe you should end it all in december

make the season just as cold

make everyone just as blue"

its not the best poem ever, but it killed me when i realized i wrote this about myself. i believe i told u this, but i planned to end it in december 2020. i decided this on jan 1st of that year... it was my "new years resolution" i ended up not ... doing it because we started to talk again in august that year, and talking to you frequently made me rethink it. i think about it all the time... what wouldve happened if i did do it then? people would think i did it because of covid, but that wasnt the case at all. i was planting things around my room for people to find when i passed and they had to go through my things. most of it were things in my books... i made a drawing when i was contemplating in 2019, and i put it in a book i have about someone offing themselves. i wrote something in sumarian (an ancient language i learned in early middle school), but i threw away the guide i had so people would have to so research to read it. it says "whats the point of living anyway?" i still have everything planted in my books. i still have the letters i wrote, too... i didnt finish all of the ones i wanted to make, but i have one for my sisters and my mom and, of course, my ex girlfriend

my heart feels so heavy tonight. i just wish i had someone to talk to

[catra-sucks]

ME ME ME ME I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS LONG AND HARD BEFORE

let me preface this with specifying that most likely, catra/adora would have adopted finn (i cant recall if ND has specified that finn is adopted or not but tbh i believe them to be adopted.) this is because...

a) they would be likely to find an orphan and just take them in. I dont know How to explain it, but the energy radiating from catra/adora is that they adopt an orphan out of being orphans themselves.

b) when first thinking about kids, i believe adora/catra would both be afraid of the idea for the same two reasons: shadow weaver, and health issues regarding being two separate species. adopting a child alleviated the latter, but the former is dealt with by mostly just catra going "pssh, i'm going to prove shadow weaver wrong"—

(though deep inside, she's both terrified by and cherishing the idea of a child: she's afraid to accidentally turn out like shadow weaver by somehow, her trauma rearing its ugly head and she magically unlearns how to be unhealthy and gets her anger out on her child, or even her unknowingly hurting her child because of something she learned that she never really knew was bad. But she also loves the idea of a child of her own, to actually cherish and hold close and heal her inner child by going "hey, it isn't hard to love this one. we were never the problem at all. shadow weaver was just a bitch, and we are better than her." or something like that)

—while adora follows along.

(though, similarly, she's both terrified and delighted by the thought of having a child. she's terrified that somehow she does something wrong while raising them, but the thing that draws her into confidence is the idea itself. he probably won't know why as neither do i, but something in me says that she'd just love to be a mother. she'd love to have a little child to for her and catra to both love and care for. i think that's the thought process tbh).

this brings me into how they actually are to finn: like i said earlier, they would have found finn and adopted them—

(how exactly?? idk it changes everytime. Orphanage? little ratty bastard in the trash? aspiring guard trainee in brightmoon palace? word of mouth? the how doesn't matter much to how they'd treat them.. unless they were a horde baby which by then its a whole different thing that i wont address here)

—and integrated them into their little family. i'm bad at categorizing traits into good or bad, so i'll just list down what i think and you decide:

Unconditional Love - they love finn no matter what. there definitely would be tense moments, but in the end they always reaffirm that they love (and like + never hate!!) their little kitten

Overprotective - this i feel would stem from adora's worry + shadow weaver lingering onto them. Both of them would be absolutely terrified of finn getting hurt, and take it to odd extremes. Think: a house absolutely babyproofed even if finn is fifteen, having a tracker on their trackerpad (their reasoning being finn is the child of she-ra, and there are still plenty horde supporters that would kidnap them or something idk) and similar things in that vein

Pushovers - i say it now. I feel like they'd be pushovers. Of course i feel like eventually they do learn to be more firm, especially in cases of punishments and accountabily, but they'd still spoil finn rotten to the core

theres probably more traits to think about but overall catra/adora are parents with a generally authoritative style with sprinkles of permissive involved. i'm not gonna tackle how this affects/how well it works for finn's personality (personally i see them as an odd mix of catradora with their own little twist, y'know?), but i think ive covered the important bits. Maybe. Possibly? you never know

Here’s a fun question Catradora as parents to Finn, strengths and weaknesses

to be quite honest, and i’d hate to be a disappointment, i find this even more difficult to answer than the last. i say that because i am childfree and my autism does not allow me to handle being around kids very well. additionally, i only tend to be good at ranting about topics that i can heavily relate to and/or am very interested & hyperfixated in, and i’ve just never participated in the duetercanonical part of the fandom that includes finn post-war (nothing against y’all!). i like them as a concept and totally vibe with their design as a nonbinary person myself, but i’ve never thought about adding more depth to their character and how that affects catradora’s relationship.

i apologize for not wanting to take this ask, but anyone else is absolutely free to instead if they wish!

[radkindoffeminist]

The fact that so many people are using the way Heard and Depp acting in their trial as ‘proof’ of their abuser/victim status shows just how brainwashed and biased so many people are. Amber Heard not expressing much emotions in the trial ‘proves’ she’s the abuser while Johnny Depp drawing and messing around ‘proves’ he’s a victim who needs distracion and is showing his inner child. What the fuck? Why is this the only possibility that you can picture?

Heard’s blank stares are so relatable to me. Don't show anything because it's used against you. Can't put on a smile or happy face because you're in court. Just trying to hold it together as your life might be falling apart in front of you so trying to seem as unbroken and unphased as possible. If this was how Depp acted for the majority of the case, people would use it as proof that he’s broken and doing everything he can to not break down in court. Instead, people are using it to dismiss Heard as if they haven't mocked every single time she’s shown any other emotion in court. Upset and crying? Crocodile tears and manipulation. Smiles for a second? She’s an awful person who gets off to Depp’s pain.

Meanwhile, Depp can do anything and people will still defend every single action he makes. Tried to approach Heard in court and scares her? Good for him, totally not an abuser trying to threaten his victim. Doodles in court? Inner child trying to heal himself and deal with the case, not man who’s messing about and doesn't care about the situation that he’s in. Jokes and messes about during the testimony? Trying to deal with his trauma, not an abuser messing around during the case. And if Heard did any of those things then the media would be screaming down how this is the actions of an abuser who’s not taking the fact that she’s on trial seriously enough.

People won't believe Heard because she’s not the perfect victim. People have decided that Depp is the victim and justify every one of his actions as him being the victim.

[harveylikestoart]

"If he does end up actively causing MK harm she is gonna physically fight him out of rage..." Does Qi Xiaotian ever tell Jade Face about this AU's version of the Macaque incident? Wukong's stalker actively trying to kill Jade's kit might be enough for her to go full fox and hunt Wukong down.

Wukong does end up training Xiaotian properly with the supervision of either PJF or one of her other trusted court members (they’re not like right in the same room usually tho) but in my AU Xiaotian isn’t as a goofball, he still loves having fun and chilling but he’s got an active job within a company brand that has a lot more daily stresses than delivery, so he has that level of self discipline in which he can handle more power

Sun Wukong still kinda like dulls it down but to two thirds instead of the halfway it was, so MK can like, heal faster than usual, he takes hits easier, his transformations/cloning comes easier (and with less hair being pulled blESS UP) and his true sight is more quick on the draw.

However PJF kinda begins to watch him more like a hawk, definitely encourages more free time strictly with Mei and Red Son, and is a bit more prying which kind of makes Xiaotian like “okay I feel like this is too much but I don’t wanna disappoint PJF or like make her mad or something! I can do this it’s fine!” And also with the confrontation PJF had with Wukong he’s taking it a bit more serious (not as much lol) and treats him like he would teach a child ig?

So when this new monkey just appears in the city (with less of a fight and more of a cool older person vibe) MK doesn’t really tell anyone abt it because “omg someone I can talk to who treats me like an adult AND can train me! Hell yeah!” but also Macaque slowly gets him to pull away from everyone else sorta *does that lil “kinda” hand gesture* they do actually have like a slight bonding moment because Xiaotian mentions his fear of abandonment and Macaque just goes “oh shit, I know EXACTLY what you mean.”

Ig it kinda goes the same after, Macaque uh, irl downloads (lol???) Xiaotian’s monkey power, Wukong comes in fighting, and then Xiaotians monkey power comes BACK yadda yadda, but there are some more nuances ig in Xiaotian feeling betrayed by an adult he thought he could trust who he OPENED up to, Red Son and Mei like actively go to meet him after Wukong patches him up (theres no like DBK and Lady Bone Demon thing yet so no citywide panic) and they’re there for him while he just breaks down ig.

When he goes back to PJF’s court she asks him if he’s good because he seems kinda down and immediately he decides not to tell her anything. He does NOT want to open up again just to have backlash, especially with someone he cares about like Jade Face. So he just says “it was hard yards you know? That weekend training was tough!” and they leave it at that, with PJF not knowing (until maybe much later) and MK not wanting to share how he feels anymore and slowly growing this emotional chasm between them.

Also Macaque kidnapped the court member who PJF sent to watch over Xiaotian (who also unfortunately agreed to go because it was on the way before they were to go on a trip to see their family friend in India oops.) and now they’re just stuck with this monkey who is having an inner dilemma about betraying a kid he was actually kind of sorta maybe bonding with. The court member is both scared and also pitying this dumbass.

[blzzrdstryr]

By proxy

Platonic yandere!Kaeya & child!gn!reader

Wordcount: 2195

A.N.: My first time writing platonic yanderes, hope you'll enjoy.

It's an impulsive decision for the most part - taking you, that is.

Kaeya trudges through the Wolfendom forest, a couple of his underlings, Addler and Otto, following behind as they trail a group of treasure hoarders. Criminal gang must have known that knights are on their tail, there's no other explanation for their sudden fleeing, leaving an already broken camp behind and taking only the most valuable possessions.

It's raining and he silently curses, even if this will give him advantage in battle, but archons, it's so cold. Huge droplets fall on the ground with a resounding sound, drenching everything and turning the forest landscape deep into nigh impassable terrain. Mud clings to their feet, slowing the group down, as the Sun starts to set. Sky turns all shades of purple and red, dimming light throwing the last rays over the Mondstadt as the darkness settles, yet Kaeya and his group still carry forward through the palisade of tall trees.

“Sir”, Otto carefully starts: “It seems that criminals are already several miles away from us”.

Kaeya nods for the knight to continue, already knowing that it will be an ask to stop - the weather is hellish and the rain is one of the heaviest Kaeya has ever had to experience.

“With how strong this rainfall is, the gang's traces will be gone in under an hour”

"All the more reasons to push on and catch them then", Alberich replies, paying zero attention to Adler's slight trembling or Otto's teeth chattering. The group continues on their path through descending darkness, their footsteps hasting despite the clinging and growing fatigue.

Suddenly, as the knights make their way around the cliff, a slight whimper is heard. It's human enough to stop the group - maybe some unlucky civilian got in the way of the gang, maybe criminals left their injured one. Kaeya just nods to the pair, as Otto and Adler unsheathe their weapons, wordlessly understanding the gesture.

Cavalry captain takes a step into the forest pit with a raised sword, all sight and ears, light blue vision on his belt shining and flickering both in caution and anticipation. He walks slowly and quietly, like a cat, careful not to step on the leaves and twigs lying around, and then he sees you.

You are a child, all thin and small in the way that the sick are. There are dark circles under your tired eyes, and the scrapes all over your body. You look already dead. He runs up to you, as he sees your figure swaying and knees buckling, saving you from the fall. Your skin burns Kaeya as he carries you back to the knights - it must be fever then. You blink at him several times, saying something, but your voice is too small and weak to make out anything among the droplets falling, and then you stop, eyes rolling back and head lolling to the side. You blacked out.

He thinks about handing your body to either of the knights and then continuing to run after the gang into the knight, but then decides against it - heavy rain must have blurred all the footsteps they left. Adler almost fails. You escape your delirium a couple of times, babbling words about forest and rain and wolves, and Kaeya, despite his focus on the trail ahead, can't help but listen to what you say. It's childish nonsense for the most part, an incomprehensible product of the feverish mind, yet sometimes you say meaningful things - I thought I would die, I got scared of wolf howls, The rain was so cold.

Some small part of him shrinks and aches at these words, a long buried hurt resurfacing once again. Kaeya frowns and huffs as he tries to get rid of the images of the days long gone in his mind - rainy night, hunger, pain, cold, he will die here. His lips quirk and a humorless laugh escapes him - the irony is painful.

He drops you off at the church, concerned Barbara taking you to the hospital and Kaeya, after a brief report to Jean, goes home, his mind still stuck on the memories of days long past. You will be fine, he tells himself, the church has good healers and the orphanage is nearby. Once you get better, you’ll get sent there, where devoted nuns will raise to be another disciple.

You had a look of a deadman - a strange catatonic serenity was radiating off of you, as you looked at the captain with a glazed yet piercing eyes, both seeing him and through him. It’s cold, so cold, yet no one is here. There are hot tears on his face, wet tracks burning his skin. His tummy is empty and aching, cold bites at his limbs, but Kaeya patiently waits for the adult to return. Father said that Kaeya was their last hope, so sure he would never leave him to die, right?

Cavalry captain barely sleeps through the night, memories and inner demons eating him from inside. When he does manage to doze off, a vague picture of darkening forests and howling winds wake him up, a fervent chanting buzzing in his head - Where is his father? Where is his father? Where is his father?.

Kaeya comes to you the next day, as his shift ends, legs heading to the towering church at the top on their own. Barbara leads him to your bed, your unconscious form lying limply. Idol explains your health issues to him - fever, malnutrition, inflammation, common cold and slight poisoning. The scratches you had yesterday were healed, Barbara says, but the rest of the problems can't be easily fixed with a bit of a hydro.

"Then, what medicines do they need?", Kaeya asks, understanding the unspoken words. The Church of Favonius, despite the large funding it receives from the city's treasury, still lacks a lot of resources and materials. People are free to come and get cured, without having a single mora to pay, which means that most of the remedies disappear at an alarming rate - be it some herbal balm for aching joints or a simple linen bandage.

The idol rustles in the hidden pockets of her dress, taking out a pencil and sheet of paper and begins to write, the list grows as Kaeya’s eyebrows get higher and higher. There are dried Liyuen herbs, exotic Sumeru fruits, specially treated Snezhnayan and Fontaine tinctures and medicines.

Kaeya is taken aback for a second by the sheer length of the final list - most of the items will have to be ordered and shipped and despite his salary of the captain allowing such expenses, it’s still strange to spend so much mora - a complete stranger. Captain contemplates just leaving you there - nuns will take care of you, but the hurt resurfaces again and he sees another person lying on the small hospital bed - little him, scared and confused.

He ends up buying all the listed things, and despite his efforts not to, continues to regularly check up on you when he has time. Sometimes, Barbara says, you wake up from your slumber, enough to utter some confused noises and questions, but then you drowse off again, both sickness and medicine pulling you back to sleep.

Kaeya, to his displeasure, never catches you conscious in time, until he comes one evening, expecting to spend the time looking at you sleeping again only to see you half sitting on the bed. Your posture gets straight the second you notice him too, an expression of confusion and fear appearing on your face.

"Hello", Kaeya starts, slowly walking up towards you, keeping his posture small and voice as friendly as possible:"I am that knight who carried you here, remember?", he explains, seeing the further abashment on you face.

You nod at him, prompting him to continue:"So, I just decided to visit you to ask you how you got in the forest and why were you alone"

"Sister Barbara said that you came here almost everyday," you reply, voice absolutely flat and face having no expression. Kaeya looks at you briefly - it’s rare for children to speak in such a cold manner, you must have something on your mind then.

"Yes, I did" , he says in the same friendly tone.

"Just to know why I was in the forest?" , your voice betrays you, a hint of hurt seeping into it. Ah, that’s why you asked.

"Hm, of course no! I also wanted to see you get better" , he smiles at the end, leaning a bit closer to you. You mull over his words, thinking of their sincerity, and then a later second you say, with much less caution and guard up:

"Well I am better now and…" you get silent for a good minute:"I don't remember why I was there. I think it's because of the fever". Your voice becomes strangely controlled again - you lie to Kaeya, you didn’t forget anything. A part of cavalry captain swells and purrs, recognizing himself in you,

"Do you want to live with me?". He asks instead of trying to get the truth out of you. Your eyes shine and a surprised noise comes out of your mouth at his suggestion - something between a squeak and high pitched yelp.

His apartment isn't the best place to bring the child in - there are far too many bottles and not enough food - Kaeya lives off the takeout from the Good hunter and the skewers he grills when missions call him to leave the city walls. Nonetheless, you don’t look too disgusted with his living conditions, so he considers it a win, as he heads for the tiny kitchen to make you a soup.

It turns out a bit burnt in the end - Kaeya added too much wood to the stove, but you still gulp it down, not leaving anything and thank him for the meal. He makes a mental note to buy you a bed - right now you’re sleeping on a small couch, and clothes to change.

You are a quiet child, too fast to apologize for the smallest mistakes and wary of him when he’s in a foul mood - it gives Kaeya an idea why you were in the woods. Your days together flow slowly and steady with Kaeya falling into routine - he wakes up, makes a breakfast for the both of you, you eat it, as you shyly tell him about your newest interest or finding - a drawing, a strange bug, a shiny rock of unusual colour, then he leaves for work, instructing you to go to the neighbours if you have issues, and leaving a premade dinner for you. Then he comes back, now listening to you talking about your day - you were drawing again, or you played with the other kids, or you were running and catching the butterflies, the now dead insects left for him to look at.

It’s a mundane life, something that Kaeya thought will never please him. There is a large pit inside of him - it was growing and festering with years - Khaenri’ah, father, Diluc, Crepus, that fight. It’s ugly and snarling and thoroughly scorched, a part of his soul that keeps him awake and anxious and angry and sad during bad nights. The pit quiets a bit when Kaeya takes care of you - toys, foods, games, the same way he wishes he was treated as a child.

Crepus Ragnvindr was a nice person, he took Kaeya in, clothed and fed and kept him safe for years, yet there was always an invisible line that separated Khaenri'ahn from Diluc - warmer voice, higher expectations, more praise. Kaeya doubts Crepus noticed this truly tiny gap in treatment, Diluc for sure didn’t. Alberich did his best to ignore it, yet he couldn’t, this difference nagged him at the back of his mind, alienating him in the newfound home.

That must be why he does his best to spoil you - it's new toys and furniture and evening walks around the Mondstadt with you on his shoulders. Soon, a new rumour starts to travel around Mondstadt - about a stray being picked up by another stray. Amber seemingly forgives him for the incident with Collei, Jean gives him a raise the same month, for child expenses, she succinctly says, Albedo off handedly mentions Klee and her desire for friendships, even Lisa gives him a couple of fairytale books, warning him what will happen if he will be late to return them beforehand. Diluc doesn't comment on the irony the next time they happen to meet, but he sees some Dawn Winery workers looking after you, when he is busy with Favonius stuff.

Kaeya, for the first time in years, feels truly happy. He has family again - you and him this time and he's willing to smother you with affections. He buys you things he wishes he had, and teaches you the skills he thinks will help you in life - how to fight, how to lie, how to kill someone with words alone.

It's a strange love he has for you - never seeing you as you - but it's genuine and all encompassing. Kaeya doesn't want little him to suffer again.

[allstrawberrypoetry]

Celeste imagined all of the cute drawings that he would’ve drew on their walls. It only made her more excited about him drawing her. “I bet they were truly works of art.” She smiled brightly at Carter, “You’ll have to show me all of your drawings sometime. Does your mother know that you draw?” Her attention turned towards the tv, hoping to hide the fact that she agreed. Her childhood was no childhood. Celeste knew there were moments in her adult life where she had to heal her inner child and buy a toy that she could not have as a child. Shaking those thoughts away, she turned her gaze back towards Carter, “I don’t think I know of any bad things we could do.. We could go steal some candy from somewhere? Go skinny dipping?” What were some of the bad things they could do? That she’d like to do. “What is something bad you’d like to do?” The wolf had given it some thought about who her maid of honor was going to be but hadn’t decided on anyone. It was a hard choice. There were her female friends in the court but then there were the females in the pack now. She shrugged her should in response. “I really have no idea. I thought about not having one.. There’s too much pressure.”

Celeste shook her head while laughing. “I refuse to believe you were an awful child. What made you such a terrible child?” She tried to think of some ways that would make him awful. Probably drawing things on the walls in permanent marker. He was that child. “I know it’s going to be hard to believe, but I was the perfect child.” Looking back on her childhood, she didn’t have much of one. Not one where she was an actual child. Her mother taught her perfect etiquette from the moment she would learn it. “I’ve spoken to her briefly but nothing really about the wedding. I’ll mention it when they come home if they aren’t pooped out. That is a pretty easy task but the hardest thing you’ll have to do is pick your best man.”

[fly-chicken]

I just think it’s great how One Piece took a character like Robin who has been running from the government for 20 years but also never really had a childhood or friends or a supportive environment, not to mention that bc of her bounty she survived by not trusting anyone or any promise made to her bc she was wanted dead as young as 8 years old for kind of knowing the truth about their world

And Oda not only gives her a found chaotic family but he gives her a childish captain who has no thought bubbles bc he always just blurts out what he thinks so that she quite literally CANT distrust him. Luffy does not give her a reason to doubt his loyalty, he’s 100% self motivated, does not give a fuck about a reward from the government and would die for his friends…just so beautiful that she’s never put in the position to question Luffys loyalty. Even in Enies Lobby she doesn’t give Luffy a chance to decide what to do when confronted w the marines/CP9, she runs away to protect them rather than to ask for help (not that it fucking mattered bc Luffy quite literally chased her down at a military stronghold to demand her to speak her truth and her desire to live with them before rescuing her)…

What a wonderful environment to heal your inner broken child…someone artistic please draw baby Luffy comforting a crying baby robin w his lil grin…