#everyday i thank whatever is out there i learned how to cook

[villruu]

god, south america really popped off with charquican

[3uthym1c]

𓆩⚝𓆪 ☒ 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐀 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝! 𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘍𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳

𓏲 ๋࣭     ࣪ ˖    ⋆ ࣪.     ˖ ࣪⭑  ˖ ࣪ ٬     ุ๋ ⸱    ִֶָ . ָ࣪   ˑ ֗⭑  ˖ ࣪ ٬     ุ๋ ⸱    ִֶָ . ָ࣪   ˑ ֗ ˖    ⋆ ࣪.     ˖ ࣪⭑      ࣪ ˖    ⋆ ࣪. ⸱    ִֶָ . ָ࣪  

Ꮺ Read before getting into your group please! THERE IS A MESSAGE FOR EVERYONE AT THE END!!!

Hey y'all, it's me and I'm back. I told y'all I don't have a PAC uploading schedule 😭. I honestly just do it whenever I feel that I have the energy and then recharge. Perhaps when I'm in my "tarot reading hibernation" I'll take free requests so stay tuned (I'll have to figure out rules for requests first 😭).

Remember that you can pick more than one and to choose what resonates and STAY HYDRATED!!! I've never done a love reading before so feedback would be very appreciated.

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For physical features I see that they have brown hair (light or dark brown). For some, your partner might have dreads, locs, or very intricate braids. Their skin may be brown or tanned (or tan easily). They have such an infectious and bright smile, it's like their whole face lights up and it's so beautiful to everyone seeing it. They're muscular, but in skinny way? I don't know how to explain it. Kind of like runners? As for their clothes or clothing style, they might wear either all black or white with a few pops of color. Like an example would be a dark t-shirt with a bright red collar thing and a necklace with a big yellow crystal.

They carry so so so much enthusiasm. Right off the bat they just bring a light very few can bring. They bring so much to people just by existing. inspiration, hope, enlightenment even? They don't even have to be extroverted they just have and give so much energy. They have so many silly little thoughts they share every now and then that seem to come out of nowhere. Their biggest character strength is gratitude. They feel so thankful for everything and everyone and they'll let you know. Oh my god pile 1 you're so lucky this person is so in love with life and will make you in love with life even more than you currently do. They will make you love being human the and feeling and tasting and dancing and experiencing that come with it. It'll have you seeing beauty in the everyday things.

Right now they're going through some really intense spiritual transformation. They need to learn to ask for help when they need it. They'll do well though. They'll find a lot of things could've been solved by just asking for help. Both you and them are at the beginning of your journeys (that doesn't mean your journey is long though), so if you guys think things are already good then I'm thinking of the phrase "universe, show me how good it can get". They're such a good cook & baker by the way. They have a lot of earth and fire placements. Extremely romantic in both the loveydovey type and the artsy sense.

When you come into their life it's very much random and unexpected. My sister just unexpectedly found an item that cleans her flute so I'll take it as a sign that you guys meet at a music / dance event or concert. Perhaps in the same class taking music lessons. Also random message: this meeting is just unavoidable, no matter what you do they'll find their way to you so don't worry. Even if you guys meet, have a conversation, and leave, you guys will keep bumping into each other. Months into your relationship, both of you will look back at this meeting as something purely magical. If they don't believe in fate or magic or some higher power, this will change their mind.

I'm also hearing, "It's so beautiful how deeply you feel." You may have been looked down on for being "overly sensitive" and "caring too much" but they very much appreciate it. Also hearing "Whatever you say, beautiful." like if you told them to do something crazy they wouldn't even question it. Literally remembered this image:

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: The Chariot (representing them), Ruby, the word "baroque", Soprano, Clownfish, Horses, Bells, Lemons, roses, letter S.

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Straight dark brown or black hair, they like wearing more simple outfits most of the time with neutral colors but there will be days where they're like "screw it I'm going to dress all fancy just to go to the library". Often carries a backpack or suitcase or purse everywhere. Worst case of RBF (resting bitch face) ever, but their face is so gentle and pretty too. Maybe wears black glasses (maybe prescription maybe not). A little random but you might find that they look so hot when they're focused? Really nice hands, they might like to wear rings or gloves. Would probably let you paint their nails.

But when you get to know them they're actually goofy and sometimes they don't even know it. "Apartment complex? I find it quite simple actually." vibes. I think a lot of people don't like how confident they look and say stuff like "They think they're better than us." when they never even act like that. Warning they have so many haters and it isn't because they even did or said anything, people see them and their confident energy and assume so so SO much about them. They don't know that though, because to them it seems like they hate your S/O for no reason and they're so confused. In reality they're so soft and kind hearted.

Random thing - they might really like penguins? They have ungodly amounts of patience for everything and everyone it's mind boggling. They're either interested or uninterested in things, so if they're interested they will put their heart and soul into whatever it is. You can see it so well in their work and career, whatever it may be. Embodiment of the word "Meraki". Btw your S/O doesn't want me to "spoil any surprises" take it as you wish.

EDIT: Holy shit there was whole entire paragraph about what I'd guess is the "surprise" that somehow didn't end up in the reading when I copy / pasted it from Notion to tumblr?????

Going to add more to this, it seems that your partner is super shy and a little awkward if that makes sense? Like, if you ever have done readings about specific people, while you may not HEAR their voice, you can kind of feel the vibes of them talking? They kind of remind me of the smell after the rain (which if you're curious, no it was not raining at the time of me doing this reading).

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: Meraki (obviously), Cats, purple & blue, the letter R, birds visiting your backyard often, 777,

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Instead of starting with physical appearance I think I want to start off with what they're like. Right off the bat their energy is very easy to tap into (in a good way). In fact, after I was done with pile two, I kept on getting intuitive messages for two whole days on what they're like. This whole entire pile I didn't even have to draw a single card. at all. They're extremely talkative, and I wouldn't be surprised if you constantly recieved messages and signs from them. I'd imagine it would be like recieving a loud notification on your phone because honestly whatever chance they get, their higher self constantly is there checking in on you.

They have an incredible sense of humor first of all. They will never fail to make you laugh. I hope this makes sense, but they're almost like a walking four leaf clover or lucky charm. Wherever they go they just bring good luck to themselves and people around them. Perhaps their very existence is a miracle. Their birthday may be in May. This is going to sound weird and no shade to your S/O but they're the type of person you wouldn't expect to be so smart. Usually people think of smart people as like, these serious nerdy looking people, but this person is genuinely so so smart and good at talking to others.

I bet how you guys will meet is that you'll be struggling with something and they'll walk into your life and help you. They have the sort of magic of a teacher that can explain the hardest topics so easily. One of their weaknesses is that they're a little too afraid to ask help for themselves. This person isn't JUST good boy/girl/joyfriend material, but also a great spouse.

Wouldn't be surprised if they have light hair or are ginger. If they have dark hair it's probably dyed. Their hair is so fluffy and if it's long it's very nice to just run your hand in. A very comfortable style, I could imagine that they sometimes wear soft pastel colors (Blue, green, orange mostly) or neon. Hoodlies, loose clothing, handmade clothes.

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: Four leaf clovers, 444, cats with different colored eyes (kinda specific), spiders, random light colored yarm / wool.

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Your partner is probably much taller than you. They probably have silver jewelry and long hair. They put in a LOT of effort into how they look, they always look so fashionable. They also take great care of their body too. I don't think it's to the point where they're vain though, they just take care of themselves and like dressing cool. They may have blue, green, or grey eyes.

First of all, this may come to a shock to you but your partner is very spiritual. When you meet them they'll probably have already spent years learning about and practicing their spirituality. Everyone that meets them thinks that they're mentally just wise beyond their years, and I don't mean when it comes to academics (though that might be the case). There's just something about them that makes them feel like they've been on this earth for a long long time and have witnessed many things and met many people.

They may actually be a historian, anthropologist, archivist, librarian, psychologist, or sociologist. Okay I've just been having this stuck in my head while doing this reading but I'm imagining like, a rock or statue with moss growing on it. Also I'm feeling strangely calm and warm right now. I don't know if "calm" would even describe it, it's like complete serenity.

When you meet them it might be in somewhere incredibly crowded, but it'll feel like it's just the two of you. You could maybe meet them through a friend and have a nice long night drive talking to each other. They genuinely love you. I mean obviously this is a future partner reading so of course they would, but this love runs so deep. There's not any way that I can get you to fully understand the depths of this love, so you'll just have to wait and see!

They're the type of person that makes people comfortable enough to be themselves without worrying about judgement, mostly because to be honest this person is seen as "weird" themselves. You make them love humanity, is another message I'm getting.

Also a note that I didn't even pull cards for this, it was all intuitive so usually I take it as a sign this person's energy / presence is strong and you probably receive messages and signs from their higher self a lot. Or maybe their 3d human self consciously sends positive energy your way, a sign of this is randomly feeling warm and cozy and calm for no reason. P.S. they probably think about you as much as you think about them.

ALSO!!!! PILE 4 don't stop reading it yet there's a message I got for you guys but I feel called to put it at the end separately for all of the piles!

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: 888, blueberry, lights that flicker for no reason, or maybe dreams where you see some sort of light floating around, rainbows, bees, Magician card, the word "arbiter"

𝕄𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘�� 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝔼𝕍𝔼ℝ𝕐 ℙ𝕀𝕃𝔼!!!

I know someone (not all of you) is thinking "Nahh this sounds too good to be true", well 1. that's the magic of soul connections and love & 2. Please stop lowering your standards because it's "unrealistic" because I swear you're not asking for much from a person. You deserve something "too good to be true" bestie (And also, remember, YOU are a dream come true for them too 😭).

"Why me what's so special about me 🫤 " on god you're the type of person who asks for signs from your spirit guides and then ignores them like they're tiiiireeedddd. Real talk though, you don't know how beautiful you are to a strangers eyes because you grow accustomed to your face. You don't know how smart and amazing you are (and yes knowing a lot about a random show or book or random subject counts as being smart shhh).

You are so perfectly human you just DON'T KNOWWW. I

f you think like this (or even if you don't because we should all do this), I'm giving you homework. Make a list of everything you are grateful for yourself for doing / being, what topics and interests you have, your favorite fashion style, achievements, color, animal, your favorite song, things you have around the house that you like and why, etc.

YOU ARE AN INTERESTING PERSON!!!! If you have a good relationship with your parents / guardians or grandparents or aunts or siblings, ask them what they love about you. Get to know yourself!!! A lot of things are cool and special about you!!!!!!!!!

-Eiki

[dovesdreaming]

Hii, could you write a Ben Florian x reader like a domestic fluff or something like that please 💗💗💗

A simple life

Hi I couldn’t think of a scenario so I did headcanons! Hope that’s ok and you enjoy <3

Warnings: none

Not proofread

Ben was a true romantic and would love to do big gestures to show his love for you but he also showed his love through small acts he did everyday.

-When he had time he always made sure to bring you a warm beverage in the morning, if not breakfast aswell. He wouldn’t have anyone else make it for him he would make it himself, believes you can taste the love in the food. Is a pretty good cook so what he made would vary from pancakes and waffles to French toast or sometimes just toast but you loved him whatever he brung to you. You always made sure to share it with him.

-following on from that he always makes sure you have eaten and if he found out you haven’t he’s going straight to the kitchen to make something for you, no buts.

-while he is a lover of setting up romantic dates he still loved having quiet nights in with you. Just watching tv while being snuggled up together in blankets. Would stroke his hands through your hair and softly trace your arm with his fingers. Would also make you a warm beverage again to send you both happily to sleep

-he would always be trying to learn things for you and to impress you. The latest thing he was trying to learn was braiding hair. He had seen you do it and was very intrigued. He also wanted to help you out in anyway and saw this as another opportunity. He wasn’t very good at it at the start but slowly got better to the point you never bothered brading your hair yourself as Ben was better than you.

-would always be bringing you flowers. Whether they are shop bought or ones he saw on his walk over that instantly reminds him of you.

-would always be down to have a midnight adventure with you. Going wherever your hearts desired

-if he ever found you asleep anywhere other than your bed he would be immediately scooping you up and carrying you into bed. Making sure you’re nice and tucked in before climbing in next to you.

-would enjoy the few minutes of staring at you peacefully sleeping in the morning before you woke up

-would always be down for a cuddle session

-Ben would like to leave notes around your room for you, especially on your mirror reminding you how beautiful you are

-he would be the one buying matching pajamas for you both

-would love the quiet moments together where no words are spoken, only looking into each others eyes and taking the other in.

-Ben would give up everything to have a simple, quiet life with you

-would always be taking hidden glances at you across the room. The type of look where everyone even strangers can tell he’s in love.

-enjoys anything as long as he has you for company.

-Ben just finds every way to show his love for you and would not be scared of showing it.

Thank you for reading!!

[riansdiary]

My Manifesting Success Stories

Dearest Gentle Reader.

I am here with another inspired post! Now what am I talking about? I don't post everyday and force myself to create content because I find that when I do that, it's missing something. They tend to end up being mediocre (not like I can't write up something but I don't wanna force myself to post something when I don't feel like it or when I'm not inspired) so I wanted to only post when I'm inspired and excited to write something that will help someone like right this moment!

I like to write when I'm inspired and my posts all end up becoming the best when I do it that way.

I'm writing this up not only because it will help and inspire you all but I also wanted to record and keep track of my every or most of my success stories so I can remember how powerful I am! How amazing I am and how I'm a master at manifesting! Sometimes you just need to remind yourself what you've accomplished to feel proud and to end doubts. It's also great to keep records of it for my own amusement. I will make another post for my next ones.

Let's just get right through with it! These are all my real success stories but it is really a fact that whatever you want is meant for you. I hope this helps inspire everyone or at least have fun reading!

Note: All I did to manifest these are literally just affirming/deciding and commanding my subconscious like a boss or a queen. I have a new post that I wrote about that, check it out here. I also left the 3d alone and assigned good meanings to it. I persisted and stood firm in my decisions. I only affirmed/decided naturally, casually and in a boss/queen way for a few times. I really mean like about 4-5 times during the day or whenever I thought of it. The most I did was probably just 7 or 8 times. Again, You can read more about my favorite signature method here.

This is what I usually affirmed or said in my mind to manifest. I just decide and command my subconscious mind and my reality like a boss. Like it's my employee. My words are law.

Example: Food

"I'm deciding that Mom's gonna cook this dish. Subconscious mind, I command you to make that happen. Get me this food. I'm not changing my decision ever, It is already done. It's a fact."

I embodied Hong Haein from Queen of Tears and Blair Waldorf from Gossip Girl when I affirmed or decided. Think how Hong Haein orders everyone in her department store. She's the boss and what she says, goes. Think how Blair Waldorf commands her minions. That's how you need to do it, stand firm on your decision and persist. Only do it if it resonates with you but this is what helped me to persist so I know this will be really helpful to everyone. I used to easily give up and wavering like a freaking ocean. I became a master at manifesting because of that mindset change. Your desires are meant for you. You already have it in the 4d as soon as you want it. It will materialize in the 3d but that is just a bonus or a cherry on top because it's already a fact even before it did.

1. My parents coming home with my desired food or snack. 🍟

I manifested tons of things this way. I manifested my favorite orange juice, McDonald's fries, a snack that I'm craving and more. I just affirmed a few times. Not even more than 10 times and persisted. Sometimes it's commanding my subconscious mind. The time when I started to learn about the law of assumption, I wavered and gave up too early but now it's very easy for me to do.

So there was a time when I was craving for a specific orange juice that is my favorite but my parents don't know which brand. They know that I like orange juice but not down to the brand. I was sitting on my bed and I was trying commanding my subconscious after reading a post about that here on Tumblr.

I said: "Subconscious mind, I command you to get me some Minute maid orange juice. It's my favorite orange juice. Thanks." That's all then when my dad came back, guess what he placed on the floor? A WHOLE ASS BOX OF MY FAVORITE ORANGE JUICE!!! I only commanded my subconscious and trusted it! I only did that once! This is still one of my favorite success stories.

2. No soda diet no more! 🥤

Okay so my mom wanted us to stop drinking coke and instead drink water. I get it, water is good for you. I do like water but I miss the fizz and flavor of coke. It's refreshing! I also have a placebo for that. Drinking coke will make me and my loved ones perfectly healthy. I know it doesn't make sense but that's a placebo! Most of them don't make sense or sound crazy but it is what you think it is. If you think it works then it works.

I only affirmed whenever I thought of it. Again, not even that much.

"No, mom will start buying coke again and that never happened. We're gonna be able to drink it again."

I kind of compromised and decided on Sprite because I like it as well and it's kind of healthier than coke so I affirmed:

"Mom is gonna come home with a big bottle of Sprite. It's done."

Then low and behold, Mom comes back from the store and guess what she came home with? YES! A bottle of Sprite! This is definitely a success story because we were gonna stop drinking coke. If Mom wanted some coke, even just a small bottle, she can get it. And yet she came home with Sprite instead just like how I wanted.

3. Manifesting my Kpop Idol boyfriend 💕

Now this is a big manifestation! This is actually an SP one. Yes, he is a popular idol but for our privacy, I shall keep it strictly vague.

This is what I mean that you literally can manifest anything you want in the world. Anything you want. Whether that's a fictional character, a superpower, an ability from anime (I'll tell you about it in a sec), shifting, a unicorn and whatever floats your boat! You can do it! If you want it, it is meant for you and you already have it in the 4d. Your subconscious mind knows what you want and instantly manifests that in the 4d then the 3d naturally.

I wanted Mukoda from Campfire Cooking in Another World with Absurd Skill's online grocery ability. Instead of just grocery though, it has everything that's available out there in the market. It's all free for me and my fingerprint is enough payment. Why? Because my existence alone is a valid reason to get everything I want. Everything we want is meant for us anyway. I wanted it to have an appearance change section, a profile section where I could change everything about me and my loved ones (mostly for full health purposes) and it has a section for food, drinks, snacks, desserts, skincare, makeup, hair stuff and the list goes on. I also wanted a feature where I could change the country. I could buy anything from anywhere! Imagine getting fresh macarons or clothes from Paris instantly! You could say this is in the process but for me I already have it in the 4d and it's already done.

I saw him for the first time on a video and it was love at first sight. He felt so familiar and like I already know him so well even though I've only seen him a few times. When I look at him, he makes me feel so calm, comfortable and at home. I feel so connected to him. It always feels like our hearts are magnets. I just feel so drawn to him. That's how I felt when I was seeing and watching him in the past. Literally when I first got into his group, that's what I said about him. I then find out years later than he's my soulmate. Tadah! 😱🎉❤️ I could have manifested that too or not. Now, I see his name everywhere, so many similarities and we tend to mirror each other a lot. I see his promotional poster ads with his group a lot at our local malls for a brand they are working with. We are both open to sharing our feelings to each other and we have literally cried/got emotional just because we had eye contact. We love each other so much that things like that happen almost daily. I get song messages from his higher self as soon as I wake up. This does not happen everyday though. It's usually songs that I don't listen to much and songs that are not ones that I always sing in my head. I get them as soon as I wake up or go to the bathroom. Just felt like giving you guys some basic information.

I followed Hyler's advice from one of her older videos and just assumed that he's my boyfriend and it's already done. Whenever I watched his videos, I assumed he was my boyfriend and thought like I'm his girlfriend. I aligned my thoughts to being his girlfriend. Fast forward to now, we are happily dating. He's always doing things on a live or a music show for me. It's our secret signals. It's basically gestures that means he knows I'm watching. He does whatever gestures he knows I like. A specific heart pose, a specific gesture about us or pointing at the camera (not the normal one. He's doing it with intention. He has a specific facial expression when he does it. It's like he's saying "This is for you. I know you're watching, love"

It's either something I asked him to do or we both decided on it. It's always obvious when he does it. All I did was change my thoughts to align with the reality I wanted to be in and it's done! He has written lyrics about me as well. He's always in my dreams especially when it's a scary one. He appears at the end of it as if he's making me forget about that and making me remember just him. He's constantly in my dreams though, again usually by the end of it so I tend to remember him more than other things because of that! His members know about me and always just hand him the phone or Ipad, whatever they were using to read comments, whenever they first see my comments and it's just the cutest thing ever. He sometimes slips up when it comes to saying goodbye. They were doing a special holiday live once. When they were saying goodbye and ending the live, instead of greeting the fans with the exact greeting for that holiday, he ended up saying "I love you". It's a different way of saying that but I wanna keep it vague for my privacy. It's the way we usually say I love you to each other so it's special. He also posts pictures with the exact emoji that sounds exactly like my name. The emoji is how you pronounce it but it's spelled a different way. Like 🍒 or 🍎 or 🌹. There are people in the world who are named Cherry, Apple or Rose.

Anyway, I love him so I ended up going on a tangent! You can manifest anyone you want to be your boyfriend whether they're fictional, look like a character you like or a boyfriend who's the carbon copy of an idol you like or your favorite member. Mine is the real one so now you know, you're powerful as f*ck and can get whatever you want. Your desires are meant to be yours and I hope that this is a good example or a proof of that. This is me re-reading to check for spelling mistakes: 😭🥰🤭

4. Manifesting being featured in Subliminal Amino ⭐

I posted my new manifesting success stories here and also on Amino. Now, not everyone can get featured. You only get featured when your blog is approved and if it's good and helpful.

All I did was my signature techniques but it's really as simple as this: "Oh My God! I got featured! Thank you!"

That's it. That was my affirmation and I only did it once or twice. I decided that it's final that I got featured. I said it like a boss. I'm getting featured because I said so. It's already done.

Did I check the 3d and dig up the seeds I planted? No! I didn't care about it, I didn't check because again, I decided I have it so I do. I looked at people liking my post but that was all. I played some games, cleaned the pee of one of our puppies on the floor and just did fun stuff on my phone. I went back to Amino to see the notifs I got. One notification says "featured!" And it was from an admin! They also replied to me and told me that I am really the star of my reality. I literally did other things for a few minutes then I got featured!

5. I manifested not getting any side effects from the vaccine and the jab being quick and painless 💉

I came with my mom to get the vaccine. I was kind of fidgety and nervous, and would rather be at home at that moment. I used to be scared of injections but I manifested some courage for myself and it being done fast and painless. I felt like a superhero or a powerful person when any of the injections I had were done. I was smiling proudly at my family. This was not the vaccine I'm talking about, it's when I got sick. It was really cold at that time and I got pneumonia.

I manifested four things in one go. Me not getting any side effects I heard that people were having. The vaccine is done fast and painless, the long ass line going faster and faster. Closer and closer to where we receive the vaccine. Lastly, my mom is allowed to accompany me. I was scared so I needed some support from Mom. These are what I affirmed naturally as we were in the line:

"The line is going faster! It will be finished in a jiffy (My favorite Nancy Drew movie word 😇)!

"It's gonna be painless and I will absolutely not have any side effects!"

I also did a thing where I walked like a model and assumed that I have my ideal face, ideal hair and ideal body! I kinda visualized it a little bit! We had to do two doses like everyone and both were done fast and were completely painless for me. I compared it to an ant bite. Just a slight pinch.

6. I manifested to look like Tzuyu from Twice

The only thing I did to manifest this was to listen to subliminals and started thinking that I look like her. People in Amino have always said that I look like Tzuyu (after using the subs) and here's some proof of that.

7. A Unicorn 🦄

I'm not talking about a real unicorn though that would have been such a great manifestation success story! This happened recently. I wanted to prove to myself that I'm powerful more and more everyday so I asked my subconscious to show me a unicorn. It could be the word or a picture of it. I was manifesting to see cute things to empower myself and to make them pile up to give me more assurance about my manifesting skills.

I was watching new TikToks about the new Despicable Me movie and I heard Gru say "that's not actually a true unicorn" and I knew that was my manifestation. I literally just got Despicable Me stuff on my FYP, looked more into it because I love those movies and it led me to see that exact TikTok.

8. Saw a pink butterfly 🦋

These are just manifestations to prove to myself that I'm a master at manifesting. I told my subconscious to show me a pink butterfly. It didn't show me a real one but I didn't specify that it needs to be a real one. I went general for it. I've seen this three times. One when I was reading Subliminal Amino posts, two while I'm on Pinterest and lastly at home. My mom suddenly has these cute decorative shiny shimmering butterflies and one of them was pink. I've seen them before while Mom was digging up some moving boxes and storage we have from the old house. This time though, it's just the pink butterfly on our coffee table! I was looking for my other phone and I saw that!

9. Having a ribbon to tie my hair with. This is a very special one!

I loved watching A Series of Unfortunate Events on Netflix. I really liked Violet as a character and she does this specific thing to get her brain gears working. She ties her hair with a ribbon or cloth or whatever is available to her and whenever she does that, she ends up thinking of a plan. Here, let me show you what I mean:

I wanted to have one like that so I can use it as a placebo to make me smarter than I already am. I'm already intelligent but I found that doing that hair ribbon trick, can help me solve problems and to brainstorm great ideas. So I commanded my subconscious mind. I was starting to learn this method thanks to @nonbinarydeity for her simplifying manifesting post!

I told my subconscious: "Subconscious mind, I command you to get me a ribbon for my hair so I can use it like Violet. I want it to be pink."

I said that once or twice then proceeded to fully trust that my subconscious mind is manifesting/getting that done for me.

I was searching through the stuff on my shelves and storage areas where I have my stuff from the old house. I looked through them and saw this small blue magnetic box container thing. I thought that it had my cartomancy playing cards. We had a couple of those because it's free stuff from a company that a relative was working with. It's the box I'm talking about. I opened it and to my surprise, I saw that it was full of ribbons and hair clips! Not only that, there was a specific soft pink one that I used to do that I was talking about which was Violet Baudelaire's hair tie trick. I used that ribbon like years ago and so I forgot about it. I had these storage boxes at the old house but they are hard to open because there is stuff on top of it. There's no way for me to pull it out. I decided to open it as much as I can and get some of my old stuff. I got my books, old jewelry, an assortment of things then I grabbed that blue magnetic box thinking it contained my cards but actually my cards are in another container close to my bed.

My subconscious mind did not only get me what I wanted but it got me my pink favorite old ribbon that I got specifically to do the thing that Violet does in the show. It's the one I specifically had for that purpose years ago.

This is definitely one of my favorite success stories!!!

10. Made my straight hair go curly and a bit wavy

My hair used to be straight as heck and I was happy with it but I wanted to make just a slight change. I want my ends to be wavy or curly. You see, I was jealous of my younger sister's hair. She had curly ends and it's so pretty! That's what I wanted to have. I want to keep the top to mid part of my hair straight and the ends more wavy. So I used a subliminal from glow soul, her hair sub and all I did was listen once while looking at pictures of my desired hair. I was already seeing the ends of my hair starting to curl and become a bit wavy. It was more solidified to me that it was actually working when my mom and my sister kept noticing how the ends of my hair were becoming more wavy and curly. There was this one time when we were at a mall, I was walking in front of my mom and my sister. My sister told our mom that the ends of my hair are curling and getting wavier. I didn't do anything to my hair at all! I just combed it before going and that was it! This really makes me happy and I still have those results! Let me show you my hair before and the photo I looked at while listening.

This is the photo I looked at while listening to the sub:

11. Being spoiled by everyone 🛍️

I used another subliminal for this and it is laveria's very popular "get gifts n get spoiled" subliminal! When I started listening to this, my mom kept buying me things from online that I really liked. This was in the past when we had a tight budget but we suddenly got richer and got a new car after I listened to a rich subliminal! Mom was then able to buy me stuff or ask me what I want in the shop she's shopping at online because of those two subs! My dad also gave me extra allowance money to buy whatever I wanted! My brother bought us snacks that I wanted for so long (they don't know) like cakes and macarons! This is the most recent one! My sweet little sister bought me tons of books whenever she shops at amazing book fairs with her girlfriend. She literally got me books in genres that I love like detective, mystery, fantasy and more! She didn't do that much before unless it was my birthday. She even gave me As Old As Time as a one month early birthday gift! I recommend that book so much! I finished it so fast! I also got a lot of money from relatives.

12. Found my ear hook that I lost 👂

Okay so the wired earphone that I was using during that time always fell out of my ears so my mom got me ear hooks. It's a silicon accessory that has a hook that you can hang on your ear so earphones won't fall out. They look like this:

I basically lost one of them when I woke up and I literally searched every nook and cranny. I commanded my subconscious mind to find it for me and I affirmed "found it!" three times after that. I just trusted that my subconscious mind will get that for me and relaxed. Even if days would come and it hasn't shown up, I never gave up. I continued my day knowing the subconscious will help me find it. One day, my mom was organizing stuff around my bedroom and that's when she gave me my missing ear hook! I have searched everywhere and Mom found it at the area that I have searched multiple times so I knew this was a success story. I shifted to the reality where I found that ear hook.

12. Being better in Among Us

Among Us is one of my favorite games ever, in fact I miss it now. I had to delete it to get more space. As I said, I am really intelligent already but I tend to be nervous and sometimes slip up as the impostor. I'm good at catching impostors but I get nervous and scared when I'm the impostor.

I started listening to an Among us sub and it's about being really good as an impostor. I became a genius at being an impostor. I never got caught ever after that! I have saved some compliments from friends and random people to savor my success story and make me feel amazing! I'll show you in a sec! Me scouring through my messy gallery right now: 🧐

I've been complimented and called a genius so many times but I can only provide one photo since Tumblr only allows 10 photos per post.

And that is all I can recall from the top of my head. Thank you for reading!

XOXO Rian 💋

Or maybe yours truly, Lady Whistledown 😆

I'm kidding! I'm just enjoying Bridgerton recently! Remember, you already have what you want and it's already done! 🎉

[miumura]

💭 — JAY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

thank yew sona for requesting 😊🫶

warnings : mentions of nickname “love”, mentions of kissing

— would take pics of anything (like a trip or smth) and be like “would’ve been better if you were here” LIKE SHUT UPPPPPP .

— literally is your photographer. he would snap pics from you left and right and is SERIOUS about it . “stop moving.” , “wait stay there just a bit i have a the perfect photo”. he just wants to document all the moments where you looked pretty, which is almost everyday <3

— heavy on the gift giving. he gets you something just because. its always his reason for it. hes so sweet shut up

— he would pick up on all the little details about you and what you liked. he found out your fav food? he’d try cooking it for you. he found out abt your fav song? expect it to play in the car as he drives for a date. he’s just!!!!! yes!!!!!!

— he would make you easily flustered without even knowing it. “why are you blushing?” as if he didn’t just do the most sweetest thing ever.

— LIKE brushing away your hair from your face when you speak. so ure like 🧍 and hes like 🤨 cause he does it all the time but he just knows how to make you stop in your tracks, even though he doesn’t know he had that effect on you why is he lying bro STOP.

— he’s always caring for you. like i mean it. he would hold doors of you, open the car door for you to enter first, just helping you with everything 🙁

— adding onto that, you’re his passenger princess. you will not get a hold on the wheel (maybe if you convince him, but he would still be on doubt) when he’s around. if you try driving hes like , ummm what are you doing 🤨? would kick you out of the driver’s seat as fast as possible. to make up for it, he lets you pick the playlist for you both to sing your hearts out on the road.

— would play with your hair any chance he gets to. like he loves brushing his hand through it. would be down to learn how to do your hair so that when you’re tired, he could help you if he needed to :( <3

— he would be so patient and understanding with you. like he is that person who is like just say whatever you can, i’ll form it together in words for you whenever you couldn’t quite express it. sliding down the wall

— tries not to raise his voice at you. would always talk to you in a soft voice normally which makes the others go 🤨 . like the favoritism??? but jay doesn’t care 😊

— random ily’s throughout the day. he just likes reassuring you even though he really doesn’t need to.

— back hugs back hugs back hugs back hugs!!!

— isn’t huge on the teasing bc he’s afraid he would get you upset </3 he would always tease you at the right moments though bc yk he’s joking since he never does it often <3

— when hes jealous, he’d just have his tongue poking in his cheek and pulls you closer to wrap his hand around your waist (without you realizing it). would probably tell you afterwards that he was jealous — leading to you teasing and reassuring him

— holds eye contact with you when you speak. like once you meet his gaze you just stop. and he casually goes “why did you stop? keep going, i wanna hear more.” and when you do he js nods and goes “there you go love” LIKE SHUT THE HELL UP . MAKING ME GIGGLE AT 1 PM .

— seems like a guy where he’d grab your chin to kiss you

— big on kissing each other’s cheek before he or you leaves the house. if he’s leaving, he expects a kiss on the cheek just so he could leave and just look forward to seeing you later. im screaming in my pillow

— a big spoon bc he loves pulling you closer to him as you cuddle / go to sleep. also whispering affirmations into your ear js bc he thinks it helps you sleep better it does

💭 — jay has me going delulu. please help.

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[keischreiber]

Okay, okay. So, I think the fandom agrees that eventually, Reiner's gonna be trading his Herculean physique for a dad bod. Which makes sense given... y'all have seen his shitty father's body, right? According to Isayama, Reiner's fantastic build isn't because of his workout routine or training, but it's more because he's genetically meant to look that way.

So like... imagine how, he's trying to keep himself in good shape because he always finds it adorable and endearing how your stare chases after him.

Post Rumbling he gets into the more domestic life. While he does work, you make sure that he's well pampered. That includes him just indulging in your cooking. At first, he's very reserved about the eating. But he likes it when you cook, even if the food doesn't always come out the way that you want it too. He'd always be there to have the last piece, or the last slice, even when you tell him that he doesn't need to force himself to eat a "failed experiment". Instead of doing what you say, he instead gives you feedback on what he thinks of it, and encourages you to cook more because he enjoyed coming home to your home-cooked meals.

"I think I'm getting out of shape..." He mutters to himself after coming out of the shower and checking himself in the mirror. Pinching a good layer of fat.

There was an obvious layer of flab that wasn't there a month or two ago. With how taxing work had been, he hardly has the time to go over his workout routine due to being tired and would rather just cozy up with you and a good bowl of whatever it is that you made for the day than spend any more time away from you than he already does.

"What do you mean? You look fine." Was your only response as you looked at him.

"But don't you like the muscles... this thing right here?"

Reiner takes your hand and places it on his torso, letting you feel the abs that were at the early stages of its disappearance.

You of course blushed when he did this. Not because he called you out, but more because, he now feels more comfortable with your touch when... back then, he would flinch, not wanting you to touch the body of a murderer.

"Reiner, it's not about the muscles." You tell him, letting your hands wonder to his side so you can pinch his current dilemma. While the nice hard abs were tantalizing... the squishiness of his sides and getting a reaction from him... the small grunt, the whispered whine, the withheld moan that he just did when you gave him a squeeze or two... really did something to you. Not, forgetting of course, how his face looked when you did.

"I-it's not?" He tried confirming, a soft blush dusting his cheeks.

"It's always just been about you. Regardless of whether you've got Helos' physique or the newly installed Reiner love handles—" You were cut short for a moment, a small 'Ow' leaving your lips when he smacked your behind, mouthing off not to call it that. But you just giggled. "As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me..." You continued.

"This? All of this is you. And that's all that matters to me. Besides, gives me more to love on."

"You want... more of me to love?"

"Of course I do. Why does that even sound like a surprise to you?"

He could cry right then and there. Reiner just ends up pulling you in a tight embrace, happily smiling to himself as he smothers you with affection. To be honest, he's still having a hard time feeling that he deserved love and acceptance, but thanks to being with you everyday... he was learning to do so more and more.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

[idksomethinggay]

Bruce became a dad the day he took Jason in. Jason’s dad was out of the picture for so long that Bruce didn’t have to worry about replacing anyone. Bruce went to all of Jason’s school events. Bruce learned Spanish so Jason wouldn’t lose his mother’s language. Bruce learned how to cook because Jason loved to cook. Bruce would read whatever book Jason was reading so he could understand when Jason ranted about it. Dick started to come around the manor again. At first it was only when Bruce wasn’t there. After a while Dick stayed even after Bruce got home. They weren’t back to where they were before but they would hang in the same room.

When he died it broke Bruce. He shut down. He push everyone away. The communication between him and Dick completely stopped. Then there was this kid, this kid who had been taking care of himself his whole life. He saw this kid, not as a replacement for Jason, but as another kid who just needed love. It took a few months of them working together before Bruce saw Tim as his son. By that point Dick was coming around again.

When Jason came back Bruce’s sole focus for a while was helping him. He was patient, waiting for Jason to feel comfortable being a part of the family again.

When Cass came around Bruce became a girl dad. Alfred would find Cass and Bruce doing each other’s nails. Bruce would go dress shopping with her and Step.

When Damien came into his life Bruce thought he knew what he was doing. He was wrong. He didn’t understand Damien. He didn’t know how to help him, how to bond with him. He had no idea how to help this kid open up. He saw how well Dick was with him.

When Bruce comes back from being lost in time he sees how close Damien and Dick has become. He asks Dick one day for advice.

Dick: He doesn’t need a mentor. He doesn’t need Batman. He needs a dad who says he is proud of him. He needs love. He needs someone to hold him when he is scared. He needs to know that his part in this family is forever. He needs to know you aren’t just taking care of him out of obligation.

(Dick begins to cry)

Bruce: Oh Dick.

Dick: I don’t understand Bruce. When you took me in I just assumed you didn’t know how to be a parent. I told myself that you just don’t know how to show your love. I was okay. I became Robin and I would get to see you in the cave. Then I got older and you never adopted me. Everything I did was wrong. I was just waiting for you to move on. Then we fought and you finally did it. Finally kicked me out. And I made my peace with it. I was thankful you kept me out of the system. And then you took in Jason. I started coming around again because I didn’t want him to feel like I did. I didn’t want him to feel like a charity case. And then the worst thing happened. You became a dad. You were there for every school event. Heck Bruce you went to parent teacher nights, can you even name one of my teachers? It’s not fair. If you could be a father, why weren’t you one for me? What did I do wrong? Why was I never enough?

At this point Dick was full on sobbing.

Bruce: oh Dick. I’m so sorry. I was so young. I didn’t understand how to be a dad. I didn’t want to replace your dad. It’s my fault. It was my inability to be a father to you. It was me who had the problem not you. You always deserved love. I should have shown you it. I should have been there for you. When Jason came along, I knew I had to better. You did so much to warm up my frozen heart. You taught me to care again. You brought life into this house again. If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have been able to be there for anyone. But you’re right, I should have been there for you. Should have held you. I should have met your teachers. I should have told you everyday how much I love you. You will always have a place here in my home and heart. If you will let me, I would love to be your extra dad.

Dick threw himself into Bruce’s arm.

Dick: I’ve waited my whole life to hear that.

Bruce: I will tell you everyday until you believe me.

It was that day that Bruce gained another son. The paper work for an adult adoption was filled out a month later. Bruce kept his promise. He was there when Dick won an award at work. He was there when Dick got dumped. Dick gave Bruce a “world’s okayest dad” mug for Christmas.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Platonic tadc cast with a child reader Who is like :

"hey, wanna see me do a cartwheel :D"

Basically very spontaneous and chaotic in the adventures lol

Ty!! (and remember to drink water) ;3

TADC cast x chaotic!kid!reader ! (Platonic)

Guys I'm literally so tired I just got done baking a ton of stuff, like I'm talking 12ish hours of non stop cooking and baking I'm going insane im trying so hard not to fall asleep rn because I kinda. Feel bad for not really answering requests today

Anywahs

Hope you enjoy anon!

Written on mobile

CAINE:

Well well how the turn tables (writing caines portion last for once)

Very similar to kinger and ragatha in that he supports everything you do; in fact he encourages your behavior as long as no one is getting hurt. Very loudly (and sometimes obnoxiously) cheers for you

While kinger can only cheer and clap, I think Caine sets off sparkles and fireworks... probably has a whole group of bubbles cheering you on too , assuming there can be multiple bubbles at any given time (I personally think there can be, and they all share a hivemind of sorts)

So what was the occasion that prompted that?

A wonky cartwheel, of which you excited called "a sideways front flip"

(Fun fact from the admin, I called my first cartwheel that bc I didnt know it was called a cartwheel yet)

POMNI:

Anxious parental figure and hyper child, a dynamic that's hit or miss at least for me. Really it depends on how its executed

That said I think she struggles to keep up with you

Constantly scrambling around you make sure you dont fall into any danger. Literally and figuratively...

Her attempts to get you to sit down for more than five minutes fail

Your ass is failing the marshmallow test/j

RAGATHA:

No thoughts only that one clip from adventure time where BMO pretends to be a wheathervane before trying to nose dive off the roof, all while calling for finns attention. Thats you and ragatha, basically (in essence, not exact scenario though)... maybe zooble too, but we'll get there when we get there (I am currently having a brain blast)

Says things like "what am I gonna do with you" everyday, always lightheartedly of course and usually accompanied by a tired chuckle

Generally very supportive of you though, just so long as you're not hurting yourself! Sure, this is the digital world and injuries dont really stick, but still! The pain is still there

JAX:

I mentioned the marshmallow test in pomnis part and I feel like jax would do something similar with you. Except the test is rigged and the candy (which he uses in place of the marshmallow( is actually for him and not for you. So if you actually earn the extra candy you dont even get it

That said I do think jax would feel bad when you get upset about the joke

Anyways

I think he finds it funny, as long as you're not tugging on his overalls and screaming at him for something, or interfering with his plans

Hes not a neglectful rolemodel/familial figure, he just has a short fuse with the above I think, regardless of who it is, kid or not

That said he fully embraces your spontaneous nature

KINGER:

Peepaw and his grandchild, that's it that's literally the dynamic

"Kinger is only 48-"

Hush♡

"Oh that's so lovely, (reader)" when you run up to him with your hands full of god knows what

Eagerly claps and cheers when you show him a new trick you learned

Bonus if you try to recreate or one up his embellished stories in order to make him proud of you (hes always proud of you)

ZOOBLE:

As mentioned in ragathas part, the wheathervane BMO thing is basically in essence you guys' dynamic. Except where I think ragatha would be quicker to pay attention to you, zooble may be a little slower. Not because they dont care about whatever you're trying to display to them, but because I think a lot of the times they kind of mentally check out (me too honestly)

Tries to scold you if you do something too dangerous or out of line, may come across as way angrier or upset than they actually are though thanks to their voice being kinda

You know

Zooble gives off "cool older sibling who doesnt care about nothing" energy

GANGLE:

Meekly tries to get you to calm down for a few minutes, especially if theres an IHA going on because she doesnt want you to run off and potentially get hurt. Tries to keep you occupied with arts and crafts. Watches in horror as you impulsively eat the glue

Tends to wrap one of her ribbon hands around yours so she knows you're not running off.. this is more so when theres an IHA going on

As per usual not many ideas for gangle <\3

[peetasgirlfriendsblog]

dark! peeta x reader

summary: you and peeta have been friends since childhood. there's nothing going on between you guys... at least that's what you think

You and Peeta had known each other since childhood. Your moms were friends so you were friends, you know the whole deal. Years earlier you had had crushes on each other and even were each other’s first kiss. Time goes on though. You had gotten older and grown apart. Eventually your feelings and friendship had faded.

That was, until you had both transferred to the same college. Peeta moved East to a big city and you made for the South. Neither of you could cut it though. You both moved back home to attend community college. Being a little older than your other classmates and embarrassed by your failures, you clung to each other. All of a sudden it was “y/n and Peeta,” again. 

It felt good to have a platonic male friend, you thought often about how lucky you were. Sure, Peeta was cute but you were definitely over him. He wasn’t really your type. He was your boy next door bestie. The yin to your yang. One day you would piss off his girlfriend with your girl best friend antics but for now you had him all to yourself. You would never DATE Peeta though, and he felt the same…

…Or so you thought. Peeta was a loser. All he wanted was to be your loser boyfriend. He thought about you at all hours of everyday. Ever since your first kiss as young teenagers he has been completely yours. Truthly, Peeta flourished at his stuffy Ivy League college. The chance to stop obsessing over you was really doing him good. His parents were insanely proud of him, he was excelling in all his classes. As soon as he learned you were moving back home his act started. He withdrew from all his friends and his GPA dropped from a 3.8 to a 2.0. His parents were concerned.

  “Come back home and we’ll support you,” his father told him over the phone. Peeta fought hard to keep him from hearing the large grin that spread across his face.

He pretended to be surprised when he bumped into you on campus the day he began. He pretended that he wasn’t thinking about kissing you whenever you were together. But it was all an act. An act that was part of a plan that was not working fast enough for him. 

“Hey pretty boy!” you call to him from the other end of the hallway after you finished your classes for the day. 

He blushes and looks away. Even though he’s so shy he hopes that other people hear and mistake him for your boyfriend. He dutifully jogs to you and gazes at you with big eyes, “How were your classes today? Are we hanging out later?”

You giggle and nod, “Class was okay, I’m glad it's Friday. Lets go get fucked up. Are you gonna cook something for me?”

He talks to you on the walk to your car and gets in the passenger seat. Before you start driving you see him lick his lips from the corner of your eye. He seems nervous but you let it go. He had been seeming more secretly lately. That makes you feel so protective. He’s such a good, sad boy. He deserves to be happy. 

The two of you each take a hit from your bong in the car before stumbling up to your apartment. He takes his spot behind the stove while you lay across your couch and fumble with your phone. You complain to him about your recent Tinder hookup and he talks to you about the girl in his math class with huge tits. While he’s cooking you’re both knocking back drinks. You insisted on a shot to get started but now you have transitioned to mixed drinks while Peeta slowly sipped a couple beers.

He sets the plate down in front of you, “I made you a new drink too,” and he kisses your forehead. In your drunken haze you can’t bring yourself to be surprised. Whatever, I guess friends kiss each other sometimes? You thank him and dig in. You can’t help but notice him take a deep breath and jumpy shot. Well actually now you’re not noticing anything. Because the walls around you are swirling and your eyelids are getting heavy and you’re feeling a little scared and where is Peeta he needs to get you to a hospital or something.

“Peeta!” you let out and then you're gone.

When you wake up again your head is pounding and you’re feeling really confused.

“Peeta!” you exclaim, “What is going on?” As you struggle you realize you are tied. You were laid on your side with your hands bound behind your back. Your legs were bent behind you at the knee with your ankles bound. 

You were growing more frantic now, “Peeta! Peeta! Help me please!” You tried to get out of your ties but it was no help. Every move you made was forcing you into more uncomfortable positions. 

He came in through your door and suddenly you were aware you were in your room, “Oh crap I didn’t think you would wake up so soon.” Your eyes and mouth widened with realization and then he was kneeling next to your bed with his hand over your mouth. 

“Shhh, shhh,” He cooed while stroking your hair, his other hand stayed clamped firmly to your face. “It’s okay y/n, I’m right here.”

You were crying a little bit but your mind was still foggy, “Peeta what’s going on?” You noticed you were naked and started crying harder.

Peeta’s expression softened, “It’s okay baby, I’m here. I’m not going to hurt you.” His hand on your head caressed you down to the dip in your waist. “You’re so pretty,” he was so excited he was almost singing, “You’re so beautiful, I wish I didn’t have to do this, you're just so pretty.”

“Peeta you really don’t have to do this. Untie me and go home I will never tell anyone about this. It’ll all be fine, please just go home Peeta.”

He frowned and gave your ass a light swat that made you jump, “Can you stop with all that please? Just stop. This is going to be fun. You want me to do this.”

You shook your head, “No Peeta. I don’t. You’re my best friend, please don’t ruin everything.” Everything, of course, had been ruined. You were just saying anything you could to get him off you and out of your apartment.

“Enough!” He said sternly. “Now, I don’t want to hurt you. Please please please just let me have this.” His eyes went from dark to big and wide and pathetic.

You gulped, you were scared. Now you knew that he wasn’t your little Peeta. You became acutely aware of how much larger than you he was. His shirtless form was square and muscular. 

“Now…” Peeta hesitated, “kiss me.”

Silent tears spilled from your eyes. You were still tied in the same position, laying on your side. He shifted your face to the side as he tried to kiss you deeply. While you were going along with things, your heart was not in it. 

He slapped the side of your face. It wasn’t overly aggressive but it would get you to start listening to him. “Kiss me right or I'll hit you again.” You chose to kiss him like you would a boyfriend. He moaned and palmed his hard dick through his boxers.

“I’ve been saving myself for you, you know,” he muttered shyly. Both of his hands explored your naked body. At your chest he palmed your boobs and pinched both of your nipples. Gently as first but as you made small pained noises he became more rough. “I could’ve fucked that girl in my math but she wasn’t you…” As he trailed off he moved his hands lower. 

“I always knew it was going to be you,” and when he finished his sentence he quickly shoved his pointer finger inside of you. 

You shuddered at the feeling of the sudden penetration. That only encouraged him to keep going. He put another finger inside of you and began pumping at a rapid pace. You tried not to respond, something that became increasingly harder as he began to rub your clit with the wetness coming from your pussy. 

“You’re so pretty, I love you so much, I can’t wait to fuck you,” He was bent over you, fingering your pussy at a dizzying rate while desperately alternating between whispering into your ear and kissing the side of your face. 

“Peeta, no. Please don’t. It’s not too late, please just get off me.”

He rolled his eyes clearly annoyed, “I already told you we were done with all that. Now instead of making you feel good I’m going to do something you won’t like.” He huffed then moved to the other side of you. He positioned himself so that his knees were right next to your face. Though you couldn’t move too much you could look up at him slightly. 

He huffed and put the fingers he was using on you into his mouth, “You taste so good,” he smiled, “time to taste me.” He moved his boxers down a little bit and took his dick out of them. He was bigger than you thought he’d be, from the poor little boy act he was constantly doing. He tried to push it into your mouth but you kept your lips and teeth firmly closed. 

This clearly irked him really bad. “Fine.” He said shortly, “we can do this until you decide to behave.” He gave your cheek a hard smack with his erection. Then he gave you another, then another, then another. 

“Okay, fine!” You managed to get out. You opened your mouth wide in defeat. He took no time to slip his dick in as far as it could go. He groaned in delight and began fucking your throat. You could tell he had never done this before, his thrusts were sharp and aggressive. You choked and drooled all around him, that just turned him on more. 

“Oh you’re so good (y/n). You feel so good baby. Didn’t I tell you it wouldn’t be that bad? This is so good.” He was just saying anything at this point, completely overwhelmed at having the girl of his dreams to facefuck to his heart’s content. 

All of a sudden he was shoving his dick and balls all the way to the back of your throat. You sputtered and gagged while trying to get him off of you. He had you by the back of the head though and was holding you down so forcefully you had no hope of getting off. 

With you still held down he murmured cutely, “I’m sorry baby but you have to stop now or I’m going to cum. I really want to cum in your pussy so bad.” Finally he loosened his grip on you and you were able to free your head. You were sputtering and coughing like crazy, just trying to regain your breath. 

He kissed your messy mouth one more time and then crawled back behind you. He slipped his dick between your thighs and began moving back and forth. 

“You’re so wet for me baby, I knew you’d like sucking me off.”

“Peeta. I am so serious, please do not put it in me.”

“If I don’t put it in you,” he laughed sweetly and nuzzled your face, “then how would I cum inside of you?”

You let out an anguished cry as he shoved his dick inside of you. For a second he did not move, he was the happiest he had ever been. A blissful smile crossed his face and he thought about how lucky you both were right now. This image was starkly contrasted by you underneath him. You weren’t a virgin but Peeta was above average and absolutely stretching you out. You could feel the pain sear inside you and you found yourself wishing he would begin to move so maybe you could get some relief from the feeling. That thought fled your mind as soon as he began to thrust. As you might expect, because he was inexperienced, he started very hard and fast right away. He made up for it when he snaked his hands around to your front. One kneaded your nipple while the other one worked on your clit. The noises he was making were intoxicating. They almost made you forget the context of this scene. Still the occasional whimper was escaping out of you. You were really close. Because of his lack of expertise you were insanely close to cumming, only to have the feeling ripped out from under you. This happened multiple times. Finally, him rubbing your clit and fucking into you was enough to make you orgasm. The unintentional edging made it even more intense. You let out your loudest moan as he kept going. You could feel your pussy pulse hard around him. Evidently, he did too because his thrusts became sloppier and sloppier. You prayed he didn’t know what that meant.

“Did you just cum?” He asked lowly, “That’s so fucking sexy, you’re so fucking-” He didn’t even finish his sentence before he took your lips in his, biting you gently and then harder. His face twisted up tightly and let out loud, ragged breaths. His thrusts became more and more shallow. He buried his face in your neck and continued his hard breathing. You felt his dick get soft in you while he gave you a few more feeble pumps. When he finally pulled out of you you felt lots of his warm cum leak out of you. 

He moved back a bit to get a good look at your hole and how his cum leaked out of it. He resumed his place behind you and softly fingered it back inside of you. As the realization of everything that happened hit you you began to hyperventilate. 

“Don’t worry y/n,” he kissed you sweetly, “if we’re lucky then I just got you pregnant.”

You struggled against him as he wrapped himself around you. He fell asleep with the most satisfied smile.

[yuuuume]

cooking with the lieutenants

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characters; nanao ise, genshiro okikiba, renji abarai, yuyu yayahara

requested; yes (ty bb this was so cute i'll be taking reqs for the next batch!)

rating; safer than a protected pc

@potatoq-een asked; Hi! New follower. Here to show support and maybe a... Suggestion? I don't like to call it a request... Just... Do it if you like the idea and if it inspires you. After all the rambling the idea: [drums please] cooking!! I'm so curious about how the lieutenants manage that part of their daily life with their s/o. Do they cook for their s/o? Do they let their s/o cook for them? ¿Maybe they do it together? ¿Or let the cooking be done by someone else? Idk, just thinking its a good prompt for some fluff. Do what you please with the idea. I'd be happy to read whatever comes out of this. Thank you for reading and be happy.

伊勢七緒・nanao ise

I am under the assumption that Nanao doesn’t really know how to cook. At least, not full blown elaborate meals. Her rice cooker and crock pot are her best friends before you. Having to deal with Shunsui all day along with her typical lieutenants duties leaves Nanao with little time and patience to cook big meals. However she eats well and you come to learn that when helping her prepare one morning. Nanao enjoys coming home to warm stews in the winter. As for summer, she’ll eat anything that won’t heat the kitchen too much. She doesn’t strike me as someone who would eat out often if I’m being honest. Nanao is a weekly grocery shopper with recipes in mind so she knows what to buy, she’s a bit particular about this aspect of her life because again, she’s typically a busy bee. Your help is a relief to her, especially when you work less hours. A bonus if you know how to cook and don’t mind it either. You get to go with her on the weekly grocery shopping trips and make suggestions for the menu because she’ll always consider your thoughts too. The daily chore slowly becomes one of your guys’ favorite quality time activities. At least, a close second to your first favorite.

沖牙源志郎・genshiro okikiba

I don’t think anyone in this fandom cares about this guy but honestly when I see an old man, my coochie goes into overdrive so I’m including him. Anyways, I feel like since Genshiro is older he’s a bit more traditional, meaning he expects you to stay home while he is the breadwinner. So naturally that means majority of the cooking is left to you. On his days off I like to think he would be by your side as you cook, a spectator. Genshiro may be an older, more traditional man but he is thankful for your work, knowing it is not easy or much fun cooking meals every day. He slowly starts to welcome the idea of takeout and food delivery once in a while since he feels asking you to teach him to cook would be too much of a burden on you. Even if you insist on working for whatever reason, if you two are in a relationship, Genshiro has the same expectation that you’d be the one cooking. Boomer expectations, you know?

阿散井 恋次・renji abarai

Renji is the only King in the Seireitei okay. Soul King? Mid. Renji throws it down in the kitchen like everyday is Thanksgiving. He will take full charge of cooking because he loves you (not because you’d get in the way like… totally not…). If you’re feeling under the weather he has the best soup recipe from when he and Rukia were younger, surviving out in Rukon District. It was one of his survival skills, to be fairly honest and one he never would have expected to become a hobby. He assures you that he doesn’t mind cooking, mostly because he loves the way your eyes practically roll every time he makes that one dish you love so, so much. You can certainly wash the dishes afterward. Also, he totally wears those corny ‘Kiss the chef’ aprons. You’ll do it anyway to show your appreciation. However if one day you insist on cooking, he’ll acquiesce and relax. Just because he’s used to cooking doesn’t mean he won’t accept some of yours! Whether you’re a good or bad cook, he always puts his best foot forward and makes sure you don’t lose faith in your culinary journey. Definitely has an album on his instagram saved tab that is strictly recipes.

八々原熊如・yuyu yayahara

Be so for real, you two would blow up the kitchen just by stepping into it. Or at least Yuyu would. She’s an absolute sucker for delivery services once they pop off in Soul Society. Honestly, that’s what half of her paycheck goes toward every two weeks but what’s not to love about it? On-demand healthy meals are such an insane concept for the soul reapers and once it finally landed in Soul Society, Yuyu has been on it and has no shame. Besides, she wouldn’t be up for cooking after work anyways. The hours are long and even with Lisa as a captain, its not as easy a job one might believe. She has your guys’ orders saved, you just need to tell Yuyu what you want for dinner and it’ll arrive shortly.

do not steal or repost my works anywhere

edit: i fixed renji’s section lol

© yuuuume

[wonder-mei]

Letting Life Lead Part 2 (MK1 Bi-han)

Reminder: this is not lore accurate to the Mortal Kombat universe. I write because they're hot. I also do not have a beta reader or I read my fanfic from top to bottom to see any errors. I'm lazy okay.

I forgot to include an idea in the previous fan fic so here’s a sequel. Consume it well.

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Ever since she was a teen, many of her friends and girls around her age got into relationships with people they were interested in. Some until it led to marriage and some broke up. And from that she learned; not everyone can have happily ever after with their first love or when someone thinks their partner is the one. 

But there is one conversation her friends always frown upon. Arranged marriage. They said it is too out of time and unethical because of how it won’t give that person no choice to defy. When the rumour of her getting arranged with the oldest son of the Lin Kuei clan grandmaster. Her friends sent her condolences which she understands because everyone describes Bi-han is as cold as his cryo power and very stern to be the best for his clan. 

And they were all wrong. Very wrong about him. 

The wife of Bi-han turns her head towards the door slides and her husband enters with his arms on his back hiding something. “Welcome home” she greets with a smile and drops the brush she has been using for hours on the wooden table in their room “What’s that?” 

Bi-han approaches her and places a box wrapped in cloth on the table. She curiously unfolds then opens the box and reveals her favorite sweets inside. She smiles cheekily at Bi-han “Your Po Po won’t like this” even with that word she eats them anyway.

Just this evening before the maids cook lunch she requested for her favorite sweet but out of nowhere Bi-han’s grandmother came into the kitchen “You cannot eat that food! They are unhealthy”

She then came into their bedroom with a frown in her face “What’s wrong?” Bi-han asked but she didn't answer,one of her quirk when she is upset. Bi-han sighs leaving his wife alone to soothe her emotion off alone as she is comfortable to do it on her own alone. He went to the maids asking what happened to his wife and it was his grandmother once again being strict with her wife. 

Now Bi-han can now be at ease seeing his wife eating the food she craves today. He caresses her head as she eats. He then holds the paper she wrote a poem on, a talent of hers. She writes her thoughts and nature as her hobby. It reads;

The sun arise at dawn,

And the moon moves away for it to shine,

Even the sun is brighter than the moon,

The moon is still there for the sun,

Even it is not a star,

Giving light to earth,

The moon will be by the sun’s side,

Nonetheless and forever.

Bi-han smiles as he reads the poem. He stands up to put it on the wall with the other poems. His wall used to be blank and nothingness and now the walls are covered with poetry she had written. Even the poem she dislikes, he still stick them on the wall saying ‘Still written with your heart’

After she finished eating. They both sleep for the night together. And the morning came, they both ate breakfast together. The grandmother came in to join too. “Young lady, I told you to wear Beizi! It is the clan’s tradition for the women to wear Beizi everyday” she nags pointing at her Aoqun attire.

Bi-han sighs, gripping his fists under the table. His wife is pouting again at the nagging “I told her to wear Aoqun today”, he said with a gruff. The grandmother scowls in annoyance. His grandson is backing up his wife again as he always does. The old lady left the couple alone. The wife hugs his arm as a Thank You. Bi-han knows she is fond of wearing Beizi as her daily attire every day. Bi-han would occasionally back up his wife in whatever situations. 

“You have been married to her for 6 months and she is still not pregnant. It seems like she is useless!”

“It is my decision to not have a child now”

“Why is she not wearing blue? She is your wife and it’s symbolized she is your property”

“I told her to wear that”

“A married woman shouldn’t walk around the village!”

“I made her to walk outside”

“She still acts like a child! She’s very childish”

“I will teach her”

But he didn’t. He let her be herself. Bi-han understands that she is his wife but she is still young and has a lot of experiences to discover for her curiosity. She can still hangout with her friends or play with the clan’s kids. Even though she was given a lot of freedom, she still respected him as her husband and set her own limit for his comfort. 

What are the odds, a man as cold as Bi-han is the greatest husband every woman wishes for. Her friends are jealous that her husband worships her like a deity and loves her as her own. From fear to adoration the women view Bi-han but he won’t even take a glance at them. He already has his wife who sees good in him just from the first glance they shared. No judgement in her eyes,only acceptance.

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P.S: i don't know how to write poem so i'm sorry if it's bad lol

[synonymroll648]

WHERES MY BOY DRAWINGS AND BUTLER HEADCANONS *holds you at butler point* /j /not forcing /this this supposed to be silly /im not forcing you /im not an assholeplease

thanks for clarifying the tone on this one, because otherwise i wouldn’t have read this right. took my time cooking these up because i care about The Boy (for those who don’t know: an oc this person made that’s a stray cat fitz adopted). closeups (all right side up) and headcanons under the cut :)

headcanons that are indeed related to the drawings here, and then some! (disclaimer that i’ve never had a service cat before, but i have had a service dog, so there may be some major inaccuracies here, in which case please correct me for future reference)

butler may have been a scrawny stray when fitz first got him, but since he only eats things fitz bakes and fitz bakes all the time from stress, he’s a bit of a Thick Boy. and we love him for that

fitz learned how to bake cat treats through definitely legal searches for cat treat recipes, and help from the gnomes and sophie (she’s the only one that knows which gnomish veggies taste like what meats) substitutes for fish and stuff

they’re human/elvin grade treats ofc

butler is a pretty good name for not only his appearance but also his personality most of the time! butler loves fetching things for people, especially fitz. usually he gives people either things he loves or things he notices them pick up frequently

this includes fitz’s imparter (which now has bite marks around the corners), biana’s hairbrush, alden’s scrolls on occasion (fitz apologized profusely the first time it happened, alden just laughed it off. he now calls butler’s bite marks in his doomed papers “autographs”), and della’s jewelry (there was one time he accidentally got her earrings stuck to the magnets in his service vest - we’ll get back to that later - and kinda just jingled around everglen trying to find her. the gnomes found him first and couldn’t stop laughing. the rest is history)

butler is also known to sleep on any and all clothes fitz leaves folded out, and also try to drag said folded clothes to fitz on school mornings in an attempt to help out. it is not very successful. fitz has three lint rollers in his foxfire satchel, and two in whatever everyday cape he’s wearing. he’s recently started having the gnomes teach him how to mend the accidental tears butler’s attempts to be helpful leave

one time butler almost broke a bottle of raven lovelylocks by trying to jump down from fitz’s bathroom counter with the bottle in his jaws. fitz opened the door to see him about to jump and frantically made his way over to butler so butler wouldn’t grip it tighter and break the glass. first line of action afterward was to hail dex and check if lovelylocks as a brand used chemicals harmful to cats. he now leaves all products in his (closed) bathroom cabinets

the first time butler tried to bring mr. snuggles to fitz, fitz almost had a breakdown, because it looked like his new cat was trying to rip apart his emotional support stuffed animal. in reality our little man only had his claws out because he was trying to pull the covers mr. snuggles was tucked under, and his teeth were at snuggles’ throat because that was the narrowest point of contact butler was could find. in the moment fitz panicked super hard, and didn’t let him anywhere near mr. snuggles for days. he figured out what was really going on when he saw butler drag biana’s stuffed yeti lady sassyfur to the door by the arm later that week and drop it at her feet

now that fitz knows what butler’s deal is, he’s allowed near mr. snuggles, and is often seen curled around the stuffed dragon. especially when fitz isn’t home and butler doesn’t get to go with him

butler is surprisingly trainable! he’s incredibly food motivated, but also can be trained on affection alone. he’s all good as long as he gets to be clingy. fitz pretends to grumble about the constant attention all the time, but not so secretly loves having an excuse to smother someone in physical affection. even if that someone is a cat. butler is refreshingly less complicated than his friends and family

butler knows soooooo many tricks. bro can roll over and sit and lay and fetch and “butler, cmon, drop it” and spin and go for walks and shoulder rides on command. he can stand on his back legs too. he’s not quite athletic enough for backflips, though. fitz is planning on getting him on a training regimen working toward that soon

butler is super duper talkative. will shush on command most of the time, but he has his rebellious moments. mostly when fitz goes in the kitchen or when he’s by the door. will yowl for treats or a walk without hesitation. polite yowls though. meows increasingly loudly when he can’t get into something and wants someone to open it for him. mostly doors. everyone knows to just pick him up and move him somewhere else if he wants help in the kitchen though. no unearned treats for you, sir!

butler has an absurd amount of collars and leashes and toys because fitz is so the kind of guy to get gifts for his cat all the time. all his collars and leashes match - the one he’s wearing in the sketches is his plainest one, and also his first one. his name’s usually engraved on a heart but sometimes a star or paw. butler’s favorite toys are the feathers on strings that you tug around with a stick. he will get that thing if it fucking kills him or someone else. it’s fetch for diehards and goddamnit he will win (he’s just like fitz fr fr)

butler loves walks but doesn’t know his limits. one second he’ll be prancing along and the next he’s flopped out in the grass somewhere on everglen’s property giving a very sad, tired meow. that is when fitz picks him up, puts him over his shoulder, and goes back inside

butler gets on fitz’s shoulders at nearly every opportunity. this unfortunately has ruined a decent amount of capes, and left a lot of scratch marks along fitz’s back and right leg (there was one time butler used fitz’s bad leg and fitz nearly collapsed, and butler has since been trained to not touch fitz’s left knee). fitz loves the feeling of having a purring scarf that gives his cheek kisses too much to mind

speaking of purring! bro purrs so loud you can hear him across the room. that shit rumbles through your whole body. his favorite spot is fitz’s chest. sometimes he’ll need fitz’s chest before settling down, to which fitz calls him his little baker butler baking biscuits. most commonly occurs when fitz is stress-baking in the middle of the night, though that happens less with butler around

during a check-in with elwin, elwin noticed that fitz’s echoes (especially in his chest) seemed to be doing a lot better since he and butler had gotten into their little rhythm of things. he decided to have a check in at everglen next time so he could look at how fitz’s body reacted to butler purring on his chest and such in the face of his echoes acting up slightly, and found that his echoes’ effects were tamped down compared to usual

elwin was immediately like hey dude considering how easy this cat is to train, and how it’s helping you with your disabilities that you are not ready to call disabilities echoes, you should put him through service cat training. i know a guy. and so they did that

butler is quite serious when he’s got his vest on. goes from wandering goofy goober to steadfastly walking next to fitz, or politely meowing to get on fitz’s shoulders when it’s crowded or to get fitz’s attention when fitz is stressed out. he has a different number of polite meows for different requests. the last request is less of a request and more of a demand, though, since his job is to get fitz to relax. doesn’t meow otherwise

the moment the vest’s off he’s back to being super silly though. all the urges he was holding back to fetch things or beg for treats are let loose. behold, cat zoomie hell. unless fitz is just taking his vest off so butler is comfy falling asleep for the night, in which case butler is a nice quiet cuddle buddy

everyone loves butler but man does sophie love him possibly as much as fitz. part of it’s her being someone with major echoes, part of it’s her being his cognate, but the biggest part of it is that she misses marty ._.

oh yeah the magnets i mentioned earlier in his vest! that’s because i was too lazy to draw buckles i thought it’d be interesting for elvin service animal vests to use small magnets instead of buckles, considering how elves like to use magnets when it’s more convenient. specifically referring to the deleted scene where fitz explained how elvin rings are magnetic and no one gets piercings

[dreamwritersworld]

I could fall in love! Part 3. (Neteyam x reader)

Enjoy! 😊💓 this does have inspiration so if you see the references…I love you.

The next day I woke up super early doing chores and extra work around the island, leaving zero spots for my dad or mom to say something needed to be done. I cooked breakfast and ate, patiently waiting for everyone to be done.

“So Dad, I did all my chores early, and did extra chores around the island, can I take an attempt at training the Sully’s with my siblings? I can teach and explain more to them since I’d have more experience and techniques for them to learn. I know you said you didn’t really want me dealing with it when I asked in the beginning but can I just have a try in it? ” The two siblings watch as their older sister tries to have time to train ‘the Sully’s’ in other words ‘Neteyam’, this in fact wasn’t the first time. Even before Y/n and Neteyam met, Y/n was extremely interested and more than happy to meet the new members and train them.

“Ok fine. You must keep your siblings out of trouble. No excuses and do your chores everyday, after all that is done then you can go.” I give my dad the biggest hug saying “thank you! I won’t disappoint you! We will do good with them!” I turn to my siblings grabbing their hands and pulling them out the Mauri to make our way to the Sully’s…this routine continued for about three weeks..

Neteyam and Y/n ‘friendship’ only got strong.

As we were walking towards the Sully’s Mauri for training, I speak quietly hoping Ao’nung would get the hint to speak quietly too. “…Hey brother, I need a favor” Both he and Tsireya turn away from whatever they were looking at to place their attention on me. “What’s up?” I give a nonchalant face trying to act like the question I was going to ask wasn’t a big deal. “Has Neteyam said anything about me?” He gives a confused face as Tsireya silently laughs knowing what I was implying already. “What do you mean? Like what?” I throw a couple of looks here and there before replying “if he likes me.” He gives a surprised face “Woah. You kidding? I didn’t think it was that serious.” I smile nervously “I don’t know. Can you just ask him?” He chuckles before saying “Y/n, what are we, children?” I laugh prepared to give him a sassy response back “Well I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t allowed to be “childish” as you’d call it.” We all laugh before Ao’nung sighs.

“You’re going to get in trouble. If dad find out, he’s going to punish you.” I shake my head to this. “There’s nothing to find out. Neteyam will probably say that he doesn’t anyway. Can you just ask him?”

Tsireya can see the desperation in Y/n’s eyes so she nudges for Ao’nung to just accept the offer. “Ugh fine. I’ll ask, you guys are so annoying.” The two sisters giggle before saying “But you love us!” Forcing a hug on Ao’nung.

The three siblings approached the Mauri and greeted the Sully’s asking if they were ready to train, they rushed out quickly saying bye before they leave. Y/n greeted everyone, however Kiri couldn’t help but notice how you spoke just a little longer to Neteyam. How you and Neteyam looked at each other like you were each others world. Kiri couldn’t help but laugh, feeling true happiness that her brother found someone. She knew in her heart Neteyam loved you and you loved him, it was so obvious to see.

During the last two weeks you were up at early hours and didn’t sleep until very late hours, doing chores just to keep up with your dad’s expectations in order to let you keep training the Sully’s. That meant you were exhausted constantly and sometimes you weren’t in the mood to talk because you were slightly frustrated at how your father gave you so many chores and expectations. The one to pull you out of exhaustion was Neteyam. Surprisingly for the first time, it wasn’t Lo’ak telling someone to let loose and be daring. Neteyam and you understood each other completely. In Kiri’s eyes you were his light and when things got serious he was yours.

Y/n slowly parts her ways from Neteyam, noticing how Ao’nung was going to execute the plan since he was calling Neteyam over to his ilu. Y/n goes to join the rest of the group to begin teaching more techniques for diving.

*Away from Y/n and the group*

Neteyam approaches Ao’nung fully curious as to why Ao’nung seemed to hesitant to speak “Hey, listen. Y/n’s cool right?” Now…Neteyam was even more confused “Yea, of course. We always have a great time.” Ao’nung rolls his eyes at how Neteyam wasn’t understanding his question. “No you Skxawng, what do you think about her?” Neteyam showed complete disbelief with what Ao’nung seemed to be implying, does he lie? Or does he avoid the question? “your dad will kill me and You’re her brother!“ Ao’nung laughed to this, noticing how Neteyam got nervous and was in such disbelief to even come up with a good response. It didn’t go unnoticed how Neteyam had also avoided answering his question. “Don’t worry about it, my father won’t kill you! I know you like her, I also know that she told me to ask you so…think about that you Skxawng! Let’s just head back, it’s fine.” Ao’nung ends the conversation there, laughing on his way back to the group since Neteyam was so silent. Ao’nung just co-signed and gave approval on their Y/n and his relationship…maybe Tonowari and Ronal will do the same*

As Y/n watches Neteyam about to do his diving practice now, waiting for him to go underwater before catching her own brothers attention. She silently asked how it went with her eyes going back and forth between the boy underwater and him. Ao’nung smiles to his sister throwing a thumbs up and Y/n turns back with a wide smile feeling relieved that some of her feelings were at least mutual.

The more time Y/n and Neteyam spent together, the more serious it was getting. Neteyam was so sure on how much he loves Y/n while she remembered the way love was described to her when she was younger …it all made sense to her…she loves him too.

*flashback*

Y/n had a voice of an angel, Tonowari sat down with her as he tried to teach her one of the songs she was going to put on for the clan. Y/n agreed happily, after she saw Tsireya and Ao’nung’s excitement to see her perform again, after so long.

(This is just a short clip of a song called ‘feelings’)

“Nothing more than feelings, trying to forget my feelings of love….tear drops, rolling down on my face. Trying to forget my feelings of love.”

Tonowari stops playing the music before giving a frustrated sigh, y/n is completely thrown off by this. “I thought I was doing good…what did I do wrong? Can I fix it?” Immediately panicked because she frustrated her father. “No, you’re just not- it’s about love Y/n. The song is about how you had a great love and then you lost it, it was taken away.” Ronal couldn’t stand listening to him try to explain the song to y/n, who didn’t even know what type of love he was referring to. “Tonowari. Shes 9 years old, she doesn’t know about love.” Y/n gives an even more confused face “What do you mean? I know about love! I love you! I love dad! I love Ao’nung and Tsireya!”

Tonowari laughs and nods toward Ronal to explain what love was to Y/n. Ronal walks closer to y/n kneeling down to her height. “It’s a different type of love, like your father and me. I can’t explain it fully, but it happens when you meet someone and suddenly it feels like there’s a fist around your heart…and if someone was to take that away? …it would feel like they are taking your whole heart with them.” Y/n slowly backs up with a scared expression “…well I don’t want that..!” How could her mother say love was so comforting yet so dangerous..? Her two parents laugh saying “You will want love one day. For now, you observe. One day it’ll all make sense ok?..*

After practice and talking with Neteyam, I had to do more work around the island, so I was walking back to the main area humming softly. My calmness is interrupted once I hear a voice. “Y/n! What are you doing all by yourself? I’ll walk with you.” Imrik. Oh please, no I made it clear I’m not interested, he’s so…arrogant?! He always seems to think he can get anything and anyone. He won’t have me. He doesn’t truly care about me, just wants to be a high role beside me. “Imrik hello, I was just heading to finish something up! It’s ok, you don’t ne-” He doesn’t allow me to finish my sentence “Nonsense I will walk with you and help you.” My next thirty minutes were filed with, Imrik telling me all these ‘sweet ideas’ and all of them ended something along the lines of ‘Once we are the leaders of the clan. I am going to…’ if this is what he thought as good company, it isn’t.

“Ok Imrik! I appreciate you being here but I’m exhausted I’m just going to rest now, it’s getting late.” Imrik said his goodbyes and let Y/n walk to her Mauri.

“He’s a good guy Y/n!” I give a blank face to my mother. A good guy? He’s selfish.

“He is not a ‘good guy.’ He isn’t good for the clan either.” Tonowari joins in from a far since he has just finished his conversation with Tsireya “He couldn’t even walk her to our Mauri. I believe Imrik Can be a good guy if he just got out of his own ways.” They actually are giving him the benefit of the doubt? “Very funny…goodnight, sleep well!” I immediately leave the frustrating conversation.

“pst…pst.. y/n” for a second I thought about ignoring Tsireya, but her ‘pst’ got louder. “yes?” Tsireya puts her hand on her lips telling me to keep quiet before signing to me so our parents don’t know about our conversation .

‘Neteyam completely likes you!’

‘And Lo’ak completely likes you!’

‘Oh my Eywa, we are doing so good!’

‘Did dad approve of you guys? Is that what you were talking to him about?’

‘Yes! Lo’ak asked him first! They approved m before you showed up! They were kinda stubborn though!’

‘Im so happy for you sister!…do you think dad will approve neteyam and i?’

She gives me a sad smile before signing back

‘In complete honesty?’

I nod to her anxiously.

‘…no. Only because of the way they are with you. Dad had mentioned you, after Lo’ak left..”

I give an upset face…what could he possibly say? What more does he want?

‘…well tell me!’

Tsireya contemplates it

‘Ok fine but please don’t be discouraged sister! He said that it better not be you to fall in love with the ‘other brother’ and that he noticed how you guys talk more and that it better only be about what I told him, he asked me about you two’

My heart breaks to this..

‘Please sister, don’t say anything about us! I love him! I can’t stop that from happening, it’s no one’s fault….What did you tell dad?’

‘I told him that you were just friends and when you two would talk it’s only about learning our ways. I talked highly about Neteyam to try to change his whole thought process on him’

Our conversation is cut short with Ao’nung waving his hand to us, to catch our attention.

‘Stop stressing each other out! Y/n you already know what you’re getting into, only question is what are you going to do about it? Now both of you shut up and go to sleep.’

I laid back, thinking about what my siblings said, I will confess tomorrow. If Neteyam knew how I felt and he felt the same, what’s stopping us from just going the full mile? I just want a relationship with him, even if it upsets me that we have to love each other in private.

The next morning I was set on my plans. I did the same routine of chores and extra work and soon we all went to training. I said hi to everyone, so nervous and yet so sure on what I was going to tell Neteyam when we were by ourselves. My dad was away on a hunting trip, but that doesn’t mean my mom couldn’t see anything. So immediately after practice I pulled Neteyam to follow me and I completely stopped him halfway through this sentence “we’re going to the cave ok? Just follow me.”

“what’s wrong y/n? Are you ok? Did something happen with your parents?” I can’t help but smile at how sincere and caring he was with me. “Neteyam…when I’m with you, it feels like my whole world is complete. I can’t wait anymore, because now to be without you is like not living anymore. I could fall in love, with you again and again, and I’d be completely happy with it.” Neteyam’s face has complete shock, he took in the moment. The girl who stole his heart and ran around with it , had finally confirmed everything he dreamt about hearing from her is real. “Y/n you have zero idea how happy I am to hear that. You have my heart completely. With those blue innocent eyes, it would undeniably be the death of me to ever make them cry. I will take care of you Y/n. In my eyes..it’s only you.” I stare at him with tears of happiness “Neteyam…Oel ngati kameie.” He hold my face before saying “Oel ngati kameie y/n.” I kiss him immediately and once we separated i knew it was only time before we discussed the hard part…

“My parents, especially my dad…they won’t accept us. It hurts me so much to ask you this, please understand me. Is it ok with you if we just keep our relationship between us, and when the time is right we will tell them. I promise Neteyam, please don’t be upset.” Tears build up in my eyes. It’s frustrating to have to hide my relationship, I should be allowed to fall in love.

“Of course my love, we will do everything in order for us to be together. I’m here to stay, no matter what.” He wipes my tears as we lay down enjoying the view and each others comfort.

From then on Y/n and Neteyam were knee deep in their relationship , everyone in the group knew, and they all silently agreed to keep it a secret. Neteyam was only upset at how everyone knew about it but their parents. No one should have to go through what they did.

The group of teens were joking around while Y/n and Neteyam were hugging each other, before Y/n gave Neteyam a quick kiss. The group was completely unaware that for the first time Y/n’s parent went to the teens hidden spot on the shore because they were looking for a moment of silence. Their laughing and jokes immediately stop because they hear Tonowari’s voice.

“Get up! Everyone get up! Out now! Y/n and Neteyam stay.” The teens immediately get up with fear written all over their faces for their friends, as they slowly walk away. They watch from a far, scared that it’ll be over for them as well.

My dad walks up to my face looking me in my eyes while my mom gives me a disappointed look. “This is over right now. You and him are done.” anger is completely written all over my face as Neteyam tries to calm that situation “respectfully sir, you can’t tell us what to do when it comes to this.” My dad quickly gets in his face yelling “I can tell you anything I want to tell you. You don’t think I know what you want? I’ve seen boys like you, falling from their throne to be a complete…waste.” Now it was my turn and unlike Neteyam I won’t hold back. “Dad do not talk to him like that-“

“I can say anything I want to say to him! I will not have him as the future leader. You are forbidden to see each other.” I get in his face, grabbing Neteyam’s hand with me “I have done everything you’ve asked of me. I will not do this one request-“

My mom immediately joins into the conversation, as her heart is torn into two. “Y/n! You are going to bring yourself and this clan down.”

“I will not bring anyone down! I made my due’s, I have kept this clan safe. Neteyam is the one person I have allowed myself to love! I love him…and he loves me too.”

They both roll their eyes as dad looks Neteyam up and down as if he was nothing. Mom speaks “Of course he does because you’re young, beautiful and your going to have a throne perfect for him to be lead beside you! He wants full control, something he wasn’t allowed to achieve because his family abandoned their home. He is dangerous to you. You are not in love.” Neteyam pulls me closer before looking at both of them “We’re not going to stop seeing each other.” Dad gets closer with his eyes holding so much anger, more than I’ve even seen before. “Listen to me. If you think I’m going to allow you to come here and mess up her future for this clan, you’re mistaken.” Neteyam puts his hands up saying “I am not here to ruin her future. I respect your family and clan. I love Y/n and we choose each other as future mates.” Hearing this ignited a even bigger flame.

“That’s it. You are forbidden to see her again. Do you hear me?! Or else you’re going right back to the forest. There will be no way for you to talk to Y/n.” Neteyam gets closer to my dad before saying “that’s ok I can make my own way.” My father yanks my hand from Neteyam, dragging him away. My mom stops me from following them, not allowing me to move.

“You can’t do this dad! I’m not going to let you do this! Dad no stop! We didn’t do anything wrong! We were going to tell you! Mom please! Please stop this! Mom you’re not going to stop this?!”

Y/n screams can be heard as her father, the group and Neteyam walk away.

“The result will be better for him and his family if you stop fighting this. You do not want to be the cause for them leaving.” So I did stop fighting at least in that moment…because we weren’t going to give up on each other. We made promises.

*Away from Y/n and Ronal*

“Your son is forbidden to see my daughter. They have been sneaking around our backs for months, they were in a relationship. This sneaking around and lying is not allowed in my family and it most certainly will not be allowed for her future.” Jake and Neytiri don’t even argue. They don’t stand up for Neteyam the one time he needed them. Jake yanks Neteyam and throws him to the side. Tonowari turns around to the group of teenagers, ready to make his statement clear. “You listen to me. You all listen to me. If you allow this relationship to happen, you will not see Y/n again, or you’ll just choose a worse fate for BOTH of them. Do you all understand me? It’s over.” Tonowari pick up Roxto, Ao’nung and Tsireya telling them all to go home as he walks back to Y/n and Ronal.

As he approached Y/n started letting down her tears, no one ever saw y/n cry…except Neteyam, he was the one who held her. The last time they saw Y/n cry was when she returned to the island. Y/n was never allowed to cry when she was held captive, the child wasn’t even allowed to show that she was tired because she would be punish horribly if she was..

“You never liked him!” Tonowari yanks Y/n now dragging her as she gets flashbacks of her memories, it ignited a fight or flight for Y/n. “I know how he’ll be.” I yanked my arm back pulling myself away “…you don’t know anything about him…” Tonowari grew frustrated with his daughter, just like he did many times before…except this time he wasn’t going to let anything hold back. “This is how it’s going to be. You are the future leader of this clan Y/n. I don’t care if you’re happy with my order or not anymore, you will keep your promise to the people. You are leaving first thing tomorrow to travel for trading Y/n. You’re better off!”

Hearing this broke Y/n’s heart once more…as much as Y/n was abused when she was younger…this was the worst punishment of them all. They were taking her heart and throwing her happiness away. Worst part is that they didn’t even care. They threw her around and gave y/n flashbacks…

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[choclodox]

Change is Who We Are

Chapter 2 - Insanity

Word Count: 3015

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How long has she been tracking us? Oliver asked himself while cooking some fish and cutting up some fruit to dry in the sun. The fact that he and his squad mates were under constant surveillance without knowing it all along was eerie to think about. He didn’t even think much of it when he sensed her presence in the forest two months ago.

Spider was showing them how to break a fall using the broad leaves of other plants on the way down. Turns out it came with a brutal learning curve.

“Come on, losers!” Spider taunted from the ground below. The sound of a light smack followed soon after, most likely the Colonel swatting the back of the boy’s head.

“Punk ass kid,” Prager muttered under his breath. It was his turn to go again, and he was already sick and tired of messing up and getting laughed at. Oliver rolled his eyes under his shades and preoccupied himself by looking around while he waited for his own turn. And then he noticed it.

The scent came from downwind of him, so it was pretty faint but still there. It wasn’t a thanator or a viperwolf, thank Christ, but not knowing what it was made him feel just as uneasy. Almost like a Na’vi but also like that smell right before a rainstorm or the mist when he and the squad were flying through the mountains.

“You smell that?” he asked out loud, looking in the direction it came from.

“Smell what?” Prager said.

“Over there, next to—" Oliver said, but the scent was gone.

“Next to what?” Prager asked again in irritation.

Oliver gave the area one last scan, then turned back to his teammate.

“Nothing. Forget I said anything.”

Well, the past was in the past, and he didn’t have time to dwell on it. He had to focus on getting back to the RDA.

Navigating Pandora wasn’t easy without a map. It wasn’t like he could look for the big dipper to find the north star. This world had an entirely different star system than Earth with constellations Oliver couldn’t even pronounce. He had to limit his flights to the day because all he knew was that Bridgehead City was to the South, and if he kept the sun to his right, he’d get there eventually.

Oliver just wanted to get back to civilization as soon as possible. He was tired of sleeping with one eye open every night and foraging for every meal he ate. And while he was a man of few words, he knew he’d go crazy if he only had Tomahawk to talk to.

Then again, a banshee was better than a volleyball.

He wondered what Earth looked like right about now. It was already a shit hole when he was there last, but if humanity’s aim was to make Pandora their new home, it must’ve been really bad. He’d heard that because of inflation, pets became a luxury only the ultra-wealthy could afford. The air was so full of smoke that exo-packs were customizable as they’d become a part of everyday fashion. The icecaps were gone, Africa was just a desert, and most people were going their whole lives never seeing a blade of grass.

Oliver thought about his mom.

It was just the two of them growing up. She was a nurse at a hospital downtown, sometimes working double or triple shifts to keep the dingy apartment they called home. She’d always come home late, but it never took a toll on her parenting skills. Never once did she take out her frustrations on her son, never brought home an asshole boyfriend or threatened to abandon him at a bus stop. Nope. She was the best anyone could ask for. 

Always letting Oliver have the last piece of whatever meal they had, letting him hog the blanket on the one bed they had to share, helping him with homework that she herself didn’t understand, and enduring his temper tantrums and their arguments during his teen years.

His dad was a good man. He was also a marine and liked grilling on their apartment’s rooftop. Of course, Oliver wouldn’t know from experience: his dad died in a motorcycle accident when he was 4. He was too young to remember much, but Oliver did have one memory of him that stuck: when they went for a ride on his dad’s Harley. They were outside the city on an old highway, wind blowing through their hair while the sun gave way to night in the distance.

But were they really his parents? Was any of that really his life? He was just the recombinant of Oliver Mansk, a soldier killed in action over 15 years ago.

It was all this thinking and reflecting that made Oliver completely forget about the fish until it was too late. While he scrambled to save his food from burning, a pair of watchful eyes stared at him from a distance.

Rini was hanging upside down from the trees, sleeping peacefully in the warm afternoon sun. Nikea was in her ikran’s arms, sleeping the day away alongside her until the Na’vi woman smelled something smoky. It wasn’t overpowering. In fact, once she got past the burning smell, it was rather decent. She gave two pats to Rini’s chest, and in response, her ikran slowly unfurled her wings so Nikea could see what was causing the commotion. She winced at the harsh light of the sun but persisted. On the sands, the man let out an exasperated sigh. Meanwhile, his ikran sat by, basking in the sun. How that man and his ikran had survived this long was beyond her.

She was tucking herself back in when her stomach growled. Nikea rolled her eyes knowing that her appetite wouldn’t let her go back to sleep until it had been satisfied. Hunger truly was the bane of every Night Na’vi’s existence.

Before she could tell Rini that it was time to start foraging for fruit, Nikea looked at the man on the beach one more time. He was standing there, looking at the sea, and his tail lashed behind him with his hands on his hips. Behind him, his ikran was gulping down that miserable attempt at a meal. It must’ve been the guilt kicking in. She didn’t have much time before her head would start hurting, so she’d have to be quick. 

Well, if Eywa decided he should live this long, she might as well bring him with her to Awa’atlu for questioning.

Oliver let Tomahawk have his ruined lunch; it was better than letting it go to waste. At least he had the fruit still drying on the rock.

“Unless you want to spend the next several hours vomiting nonstop, I suggest you don’t eat that.”

He jumped out of his skin and looked up to see the Na’vi from last night.

“JESUS!” Oliver yelled. Tomahawk looked up and let out a startled squawk.

Her banshee was hanging upside down while she remained right side up. She used the saddle’s foot holds to stand on and the animal’s armored back scales to grab onto.

Now that it was light outside, he could see that her skin was a much deeper, darker shade of blue than a forest Na’vi. And even though her cloak and banshee rider leggings were hiding most of her skin, he could see that her stripes were more of a brindle pattern rather than like a tiger’s.

“See those red berries?” the woman asked, nodding her head to the vines covering the tree her banshee was hanging in. “Those are the ones you want. Also, that fish is meant to be eaten raw. In fact, the whole fish is edible, not just the flesh.”

Oliver screwed up his eyebrows and looked back at the fire. He’d been shooting himself in the foot the whole time.

“But I saw one of those monkey-things eating those fruit,” Oliver said. It was Spider that taught him that if you see an animal eating something, then it should be okay for you to eat it too.

The woman couldn’t believe the words the man had just said. It wasn’t even a full day and she’d already had to save him from aynantang, food poisoning, and starvation.

“Wiya,” she said under her breath. There was no way she was going to get any proper rest on this island with this helpless baby’s antics.

Rini stopped preening herself and turned her head to her rider. The eyeless ikran was growing impatient, and a low rumble emitted from deep within her chest. Nikea could feel the vibrations of Rini’s complaints.

“I will come back in the evening,” she sighed. “Try not to kill yourself until then.”

As the banshee dropped from the trees, the Na’vi woman remounted the saddle, and the two of them returned to the forest’s depths. Oliver and Tomahawk only looked at each other, both wondering how many more awkward exchanges they were going to have with that weird lady and her banshee.

The sun had disappeared behind Naranawm when Nikea had returned to the beach. She was a little surprised to see that the man was still alive.

“I see you’re not dead,” she called from the trees. Oliver’s hair stood up on end. He mumbled to himself and stood up from the rock he’d been sitting on.

“You sneak up on all your friends like this?” he asked, rubbing his arms to warm himself up.

“My friends? No,” she said. She came forward into the moonlight where he could see her better.

Oliver rolled his eyes and whistled for Tomahawk to come pick him up. Once he was on his saddle, he joined the Na’vi in the trees and jumped off again to stand on the tree limb with her.

“Okay, now what?” Oliver asked.

She looked over his shoulder to look at Tomahawk and walked around Oliver to get a better look at his saddle.

“Your ikran can’t make tight maneuvers because you keep that padding on his neck too tight,” she said, pointing at his banshee. “You also overfeed him.”

Oliver looked off to the side and mumbled something inaudible. The Na’vi woman’s unscarred ear twitched at that.

“I’m not trying to be ‘snobby.’ I’m trying to help you,” she said. His eyes widened. How did she hear him say that from over 10 feet away?

“Night People are good listeners,” she said as if she could read his mind. “Now come. I’m tired of you waking me up with your antics.”

“Night People?” he asked as they started climbing up the vines to higher ground. “They told us about you guys. The RDA I mean. It was only for like…10 seconds though.”

“Hm,” she said. “I’m surprised they had anything to tell you at all.”

In the dark, Oliver could see that her banshee wasn’t too far behind. It was crouched on a branch overhead, probably making sure he didn’t try any funny business while they were climbing up the tree. Based on his limited experience with mountain banshees, Oliver knew that they were loyal to their riders, but hers was more…attentive. Almost sentient, but not like a person. More like a dog, he guessed.

“Don’t worry about Rini,” the Na’vi woman said. “She’s just clingy.”

“Rini, huh? Is that her name?” he asked. He grunted as he jumped from the vines onto the branch she was now standing on. “Uh, what’s yours?”

She paused to think about it before she answered, “Nikea.”

“Just Nikea?” Oliver asked. He thought Na’vi names were longer than that.

“Yes,” she responded. Nikea stopped in front of a glowing mushroom-thing that was growing on the trunk of the tree. Nikea took out a knife from under her cloak, cut off a few chunks, and handed it to Oliver.

“Forest People call this atana hena,” she said while he put it in his pocket for safekeeping. “If you cut it off and soak it in fresh water every few days, you can use it as a light source. Once it stops glowing, you can have something to eat. It’s very filling.”

“Oh. We saw it all the time, but Spider never said anything,” Oliver said.

“Of course, he didn’t,” Nikea said, continuing their trek. “You’re the enemy.”

“Well, ‘the enemy’ is tougher and smarter than you think,” Oliver said, leaning back against the tree trunk. “I mean, you’re the ones trying to fight gunships and bombers with bows and arrows.”

“And you’re the ones responsible for your dying world,” Nikea said, cutting some more atana hena for herself. “Thinking that you’ll find salvation here by repeating the same mistakes you made there .”

“It’s the march of progress,” Oliver argued. She stopped cutting.

“It’s insanity.”

Her yellow eyes bore into him intensely. He also noticed that she didn’t have as many glowing freckles as most Na’vi he’d seen, even with the visor on.

“You didn’t have to wait until nightfall to give me a few pointers,” he said, looking away.

“We’re called ‘Night People’ for a reason,” she responded. She grunted after cutting through a particularly tough stalk. “Besides, I have to look for food anyways. Might as well show you how while I’m at it. Now eat.”

Oliver took one of the stalks in his pocket and took a few bites. It was like biting into stale cotton candy, and the taste was so sweet, it was almost too much. But she was telling the truth when she said it was filling: He was only three bites in, and he already felt like he’d eaten two hearty dinners. But his jaw hit the floor when he looked at Nikea.

While he had barely started the stalk he was eating, Nikea was already on her second . His eyes popped out of his head when she went for a third . She stopped eating when she finally noticed him staring at her.

“What?” Nikea said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Nothing,” he said quickly. He was taught better than to question another’s eating habits.

She finished up, put her knife away, and walked further down their path.

“So, if you’re willing to teach me how to find food,” Oliver asked, almost stumbling on a patch of glow-in-the-dark moss. “Could you maybe show me how to get back home?”

“I could,” Nikea said, lifting a branch out of the way so they both could continue walking.

“Would you please show me how?” he asked in an annoyed tone.

“No,” she replied. “If I send you back, that’s just one more enemy we have to fight.”

“Then what the hell is this all for?” he asked, stopping in his tracks. “If I’m that much of a threat, you might as well kill me.”

“I’m not going to kill you,” Nikea said, pausing and turning to face him again. “Not while you have information that can be of use to Jake.”

“So he can kill me once he’s done?” Oliver asked in disbelief, turning back to his campsite. “I’ll just figure it out myself. It can’t be that hard—”

“If you go straight South, you’ll run out of islands to rest on and find yourself in the middle of the ocean,” Nikea pointed out, like an adult reprimanding a child. “The only way back is by flying along the mainland’s coastline; To get to the mainland, you’re going to have to pass through the villages you destroyed, and I doubt they’ll be happy to see you.”

Oliver stopped and looked back at Nikea.

“You have two options,” she said, holding up two of her three fingers. “You can go off on your own where you are guaranteed to die, or you can come with me where it is only highly likely you will die.”

He looked at the horizon, rubbed the back of his neck, and made his decision in an embarrassingly short amount of time.

After getting him properly fed, Nikea showed Oliver a much better place in the treetops to sleep for the rest of the night. The knothole in the tree was big enough for both Oliver and Tomahawk, but it seemed the ikran was happy to sleep outside to guard the entrance. He wasn’t the smartest ikran she’d ever seen, but Nikea had to acknowledge how much he seemed to care for his rider.

Oliver was fluffing the moss bed when he noticed that Nikea wasn’t making any preparations to sleep. She mentioned something about preferring to sleep with Rini.

“Get some rest. I’ll be back by the time you wake up,” she said while hopping back onto Rini’s back.

“Where are you going?” he asked as he approached Nikea, but Rini swerved her head right in front of him and furiously bristled her antennae. Oliver had figured out by now that that was her way of telling him to back off, and he didn’t dare challenge her.

“Rini’s getting hungry, and I am too to be honest,” Nikea said, patting Rini on the side of the neck to calm her down. She said something in Na’vi that he couldn’t understand. Well, he thought it was Na’vi, but it sounded different than what Spider taught them.

“How?”

Nikea paused and flicked her good ear.

“How are you still hungry?” Oliver asked in shock. “You ate three of those ‘aden hana’ things.”

“Atena Hena,” she corrected. “And there’s a lot of things you don’t know about Night People.”

After Nikea made a few clicking noises, Rini hauled herself into the open air and free fell halfway down to the forest floor. She opened her wings, and the two of them flew off into the night leaving no bioluminescence in their wake.

Oliver didn’t want to say anything about it earlier, but after watching her interact with Rini enough times, he confirmed something peculiar about Nikea and Rini’s flight style: not once had he seen Nikea actually queue up with her banshee to take flight. It was as if they didn’t need it.

Wiya = dammit Naranawm = Polyphemus Atana Hena = “carry-light” (mushroom-like organism I made up that can act as a portable light source if harvested and cared for properly) Atan = light

[naomitess]

Dear Yuletide Writer 2024

Dear Yuletide Author,

First of all, thank you so much for writing a story for me. Yuletide is one of my favorite parts of the holidays. I love writing stories for people; I love reading stories written for other people in fandoms I didn’t know enough about to properly request; and I love waking up on Christmas morning with a story waiting for me that someone wrote. It's magical. I have loved every story that was written for me, and I am sure I will love whatever you write.

Things I love, in general: witty dialogue. Fic that gets the voices right. Everyday moments that mean more than they seem to on the surface. Enemies-to-friends or enemies-to-lovers. Female friendships. I like crossovers and AUs, including modern/nonmagical AUs of fantasy worlds.

DNWs: moms dying, smut with underage characters. (I prefer gen to smut in Yuletide fics although depictions of sex up through R are fine.)

Specifics for the fandoms (and all optional details are optional; as a Yuletide writer, I love getting fairly specific requests for prompts, but don’t feel like you have to stick with mine):

1. The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate (character requested: Calpurnia Tate)

I want what I think everyone wants on reading The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate and The Curious World of Calpurnia Tate: I want Calpurnia to go to college. (A real college, where she could study science.) I’d love a story about that – Calpurnia fighting to go, going, being there, graduating, any element of it. Any historically plausible college -- Or, if you’d prefer, any story where she takes an important step toward getting a real education will make me happy. Or any story where she does science with her Grandfather, because those are my favorite parts of the books. Or you could use any item on that bucket list she writes at the end of the first book as a prompt. I would prefer not to get a story where Calpurnia’s grandfather dies in the story. If he’s died before the story starts (even quite recently) that’s OK. One of the things I really appreciate about these books is that Calpurnia never surrenders to the demands of femininity. She learns to cook and knit and do various other mandatory tasks because her mother forces her, but never says to herself, “oh, this isn’t so bad,” and the book never presents “becoming a LADY” as the inevitable response to maturity.

I love all the side characters and their relationships with Calpurnia, so feel free to use your favorites or make up some OCs for her to hang out with in college or whatever.

2. Chalion series, Lois McMaster Bujold (characters requested: Umegat, Worldbuilding: either/or) I recently re-read The Curse of Chalion -- at the end, Umegat is an ex-saint struggling with the aftereffects of a severe traumatic brain injury. He has his friends, he's re-learning how to read, and he says that he hopes his god has some interesting task for him before the end. Though hopefully not one involving animals, or royalty.

I would like a story about Umegat -- I would like to know what task he gets next, and what he does. Alternately, I would also like a story about Umegat before we meet him in Curse of Chalion -- growing up in the Archipelago, escaping, his first experience with sainthood (it's clear that the menagerie is not the first time he's hosted a miracle.) Or for that matter, a story about Umegat and the menagerie and how he came to be "given" to the Roya: Umegat complains that the Bastard does not write him messages, so how did he come to realize what the menagerie was for, and why his role there was so critical? How did doing his daily duties as they came to him result in this Sainted Divine arriving in Cardegoss with a couple of gorgeous leopards and realizing that somehow, they kept the Roya from dying? Feel free to use any of the other characters from the novels (or OCs, if you want).

If we matched on Worldbuilding: I love this world and am particularly fascinated by the role of the gods and their saints. Some prompts: a modern AU with the five gods and their roles mapped onto a world more like our own. Something that would show me how the Rusylli interact with the gods. Any real-world culture that we have not visited, mapped onto the world of the Five Gods, and what it's like there.

3. Dreadful by Caitlin Rozakis (characters requested: Gav and Eliasha.)

When this book finished, I just wanted ... more. Where do they go next, what do they do? I should note, I actively don't want a romance between Gav and Eliasha -- I want their friendship to strengthen, I want them to have each others' backs, and I want them to find new and interesting ways to undermine both the "Heroes" and the "Villains" in this world and support the common people in surviving and thriving. I strongly suspect that a big part of Gav's journey to the Dark Side originally involved resentment about not being popular with women, and I want him to focus on platonic relationships for a while.

4. The Saint of Steel series (characters requested: Zale, Worldbuilding -- either/or)

I love Zale so much. SO much. I also just love the whole concept of the Temple of the White Rat. I would be happy with anything related to either Zale or the Temple of the White Rat. I realize "I love all this stuff so much" is not much of a prompt, so here are some ideas:

Zale has to handle some profoundly petty legal problem (along the lines of someone demanding a small personal item back from a former roommate) that escalates.

The Temple gets wind of one of the other swords (like from Swordheart), and sends Zale out to handle it.

A modern AU in which the Temple of the White Rat exists in something closer to our world and the White Rat calls journalists to do wrongful conviction podcasts.

A story in which the White Rat called a paladin and decided they were a lot of trouble and the Rat could stick with lawyers henceforth.

A story about how the White Rat calls devotees (does the Rat call people? Or do people just find their way to the Temple and get adopted?)

Seriously, anything sounds great. I also love all the other characters: feel free to include as many as you want (or to invent OCs).

Thank you, and happy Yuletide!

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers. <3

I don't think I'll pass this on (sorry I'm just really anxious about reaching out first) but thanks for bringing this to me!

Not in any particular order, and there are plenty of other things that bring me joy, but

🌄 Sunlight on the leaves and on the ground when it's around 4 pm, and the sun is beginning to set. It has a precious golden tint that inspires me everyday

🍲 Food and cooking, it's a lot like art, and I love creating things. A well cooked food is a pleasure for all your senses

🐕‍🦺 Helping others - I love doing something for my friends and acquaintances if they ask me to! Making art, translating something, finding information, whatever

🌿 Connecting with nature - it can be as simple as a mundane walk, or as complex as studying intricate details of animal cells. The process of getting a phd in biology is one of such things :D

🖼️ Creating anything, really. I love drawing, I love creating stories with my friends through ttrpgs, I'm studying how to write scenarios to make comics, I love arranging my room in a way that reflects things most dear to me, and that is also art!