#not more wonderfuller than you

[delightfullygiddy]

Thinks about the fact that the world’s natural economy has been so damaged and decayed that topsoil is not as rich as it naturally could be and that trees of great heights and weights are dwindling or nearly completely gone. Realizes that the closest connection i’ll have to seeing the a glimpse of the natural word’s grandness may soon just be in pictures and videos.

[morawcrumb]

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[adalitas-coffeebreak-corner]

The twin swap pt. 2

Summery: In an attempt to prank your twin brother James, you suddently find yourself in a situation where you can no longer ignore your feelings for your brothers best friend.

A/n: I am so honored over the feedback i've recived with pt. 1 of this story, thank you guys so much! I hope this will live up to it, we have some more pining in this, setting up the plot for the finale in pt. 3🫶🏻

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By breakfast time you were positivly exhausted.

The polyjuice potion wore off around midnight, which unfortunently meant you had to tolerate James for half an hour before you could finally go sleep in your own bed, only to be woken up by your alarm.

A loud groan escapes you as the sun shines through the gap in your curtains, coloring the room in a slight tint of red.

Your eyes slowly adjusting to the room, it takes a few seconds to notice the girls already have left your dorm, most likely making their way to the great hall.

The tranquillity of sleep parts from your mind, as the memories from last night make themselves clear. You have absolutely no idea how much of a mess James have made, but maybe theres a slight chance that none of them remember-

Wait, scratch that

At the foot of your bed with a little note adorned with a hand drawn heart, lays a neatly folded pad which makes you start mentally cursing out your brother.

Judging from the writting it's definitely from Lily.

You can't help but smile, while letting out a sigh. Lily is goodness itself, and if you were being honest, the thought of having her as your sister in law was terrific. But that was all up to your brother, and judging from last night, it definitely wouldn't happen soon.

You drag yourself to go brush your hair in front of the mirror, hanging off the wall next to Marlene's bed opposite yours. You finish it off with your usual lavender oil to slick down any stray hairs.

Then your mind goes to Sirius.

You had done a wonderfull job so far ignoring your feelings, but seeing him in such an intimate state last night, kickstarted something in you.

Your group is doing their usual morning routine. The brown jumper Remus had lended to you in third year was keeping you warm and toasty, as you plopped down on your usual spot between James and Peter. The chatter was boringly normal, moving from topics of classes, to turning Gilderoys hair into a birdnest, Sirius' loud laugh ecchoing off the tall walls of the great hall.

You added your usual ridiculous amount of strawberry jam to your piece of toast, keeping your head down. What you failed to notice was Remus' soft glance at you, or Sirius' hands fidgeting under the table and how his voice is even more rushed and high pitched than usual.

After about ten minutes of silently observing your friends conversation, Peter turns to you.

"You ready for potions class?" He smiles at you, which you gladly return, nodding your head, lips already parting to answer the blond boy.

"Oh, born ready, I can't wait to see what potion is next on the curriculum" You giggle, remembering two days ago when you and Peter almost blew up the cauldron by adding too much powdered moonstone.

Slughorn being anything but impressed.

Potions class should be a good distraction, needing to think about something else than-

"Oi, Sirius is today Quidditch pratice?" James radiates the same engergy as a small child being let loose in Honeydukes. Your heart skips a beat when you look over to see Sirius' attention on you, him yet having had the chance to answer your brothers question.

It would be almost impossible to notice the way his pupils expand, taking in the sight of you, and how they go back to nomal as he turns his attention back to James.

Almost impossible.

The bell rings sending vibrations through your ears, making you close your eyes. The courtyard had been beautifully covered in snow this morning, only to start melting by first period.

You and Lily have been chatting, sitting on the ledge of the fountain. You try your best at casual conversation, yet your mind wonders to Sirius, as if it haven't done enough damage yet to your lovestruck heart.

"Y/n? Hello? Did you hear me?" Lily's voice snaps you back, as you open your eyes. "Yes, or actually no" a sigh escapes your lips. "Im sorry Lils what were you saying?" You admit, lifting your bag up to rest on your shoulder, as the two of you start walking inside the castle.

"Oh, I just asked you if James is feeling better today, he took quite a tumble last night after fainting" the smugness in her voice goes unnoticed as you look at her fair features, completely puzzled.

"What do you mean, James didn't... oh.. oh" your movements halt, planting your feet to the ground, the numbness in your limps following shortly as you realize what she means, as she is still looking at you, eyebrow raised and a grin adorning her face.

You swear she can be just as devious as the rest of your friendgroup.

After a few skips of silence you grap her hand pulling her towards an empty part of the hall, away from prying ears.

"Ofcourse I knew it was James" Lily stated confidently, taking your silence as a hint to keep talking.

"figured it out just around the time he hit the floor, but today being the first day he wouldn't look me in the eyes confirmed it for me " she grins.

You cover your face groaning.

"Yeah, he did tell me about that. Lils, I am so sorry, it was supposed to be a prank, and it got way out of hand"

"Its okay y/n, I actually found it rather adorable. I mean, not the whole bra incident, but how easy it was to talk to him" she pointed a finger at you changing her demenor, looking stearn "still, it was a very bad idea"

A grimace lands on your features, while your head lightly bows down.

It's almost like getting scolded by your mother.

"But it made me think, maybe James actually isn't that bad" the look in her eyes tells you everything you need to know. James might actually have his chance sooner than later, you think.

However, instead of actually verbalizing your contentment, you go for making a fake gagnoice, making lily giggle.

"Don't tell him until we graduate.. he's gonna be bloody unbearable" a smirk forming on your lips, silently rooting for your twin happiness.

Speaking of the devil.

"Don't tell who what until we graduate?" James stops right behind you, swinging his arm over your shoulder, sending a signature wink Lily's way.

"I think they're talking about you Prongs" Peter teases, as you all walk on towards Slughorns class. James responds to Peter by flicking his hand over his heart dramaticly.

"What are you talking about Peter, I am delightful, I could never be annoying, right y/n/n?"

The best you can do in the moment is roll your eyes.

Ofcourse Lily notices the way your breath gets caught at the sight of the black haired boy, who's catching up his pace next to you.

The boy who's looking at you with such carefulness and a soft smile, a stark contrast to the usual smirk plastered on his face in your presence.

As he smiles at you, Lily swears to Godrick you almost looks like you're gonna fold, making her giggle, you are so similiar to James it's honestly adorable.

Class has begun and you're sitting next to Peter, carefully stiring the fickle potion. When Slughorn starts the class out with anouncing you'll be brewing Amortentia, your heart almost stops.

Here goes not thinking about Sirius.

James and Remus are sitting next to you two, Sirius and Lily are seated a few tables away, in the part of the classroom where Slughorn likes to keep his favorite students.

Which luckly means theres no attention on you right now.

The clink of the spoon being dropped spooks Peter as you let go and stand up, sending a quick look Slughorns way to make sure you avoid causing a scene.

"Jamie, can I talk to you for a second?" The qusetion itself is just a formally as you're already dragging him off towards the shelves, before the poor boy has a chance to react.

"Lily knows, but she's not mad, and I think you have a very real chance of finally wooing her you oaf, so don't screw it up" your sentence is quick and hushed, and it sends James through five very different stages of emotions, from horrified to beaming.

"You really think so?" He asks dreamily, as his eyesight is locked in on the red headed girl. You smack him with your notebook, to bring back his attention. "Attention please" you sigh looking around, before continuing. "Has the boys figured anything out?"

"Oh no you're good, everything is perfect.. much like Lily"

Great, now James is broken, theres no use trying to get anymore information out of him, so you settle on smacking him once more for good measure before sitting down next to Peter again.

About an hour passes when most of you are finished with the potion, and Slughorn is asking random students to check their potion is working.

Your eyes snap up when he mentions Sirius and Lily.

"Alright, mr. Black, miss. Evans, because you two have brewed the most successful Amortensia, I would like for you to test it out and tell me what you both smell"

Lily starts out first, explaining the way she smells parchment, flowers, cinnamon and ... broom polish?

You know your sentiments are shared, when you see James' grip on the table, wondering if his hummingbird heart can take this much excitement.

"Very good miss Evans, now mr. Black your turn"

And just like that suddently all of your attention is going to Sirius, who looks so divine with his hair tired up in a bun, that one piece sticking out framing his face perfectly, and- wait why does he look nervous?

"Smoke, motor oil ofcourse" he earns a few chuckles from the class, before his eyes flicker to meet yours and time stands still.

"... lavender and strawberry jam"

Now it's your turn to grip the table. Remus looks your way trying to conceal a smirk, yet his satisfied demenor reflects off of him loud and clear.

The world continues around you, but you're frozen in place under Sirius attention.

This has taken a very unexpected turn.

[andreabaideas]

Reblogging myself to honor "how much" I want to have the final assessment board (the longest and the worst one) aka the before summer holidays assessment board or June assessment board 😭😱🙄.

Memes & work shenanigans

Meme made with horror old time films adds (those screencaps come from @tyaniss post, thanks to @alwayschasingrainbows for reposting It! )

The memes are mine though.

Context or POV :

You are a college/high school teacher and Next week you have the assessment board to grade students before spring break ...

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Student: Teacher, you think Its possible i can pass this trimester with 2/3 exams failed If I make the extra work you said in class?

Students: We know you said the groups have to be of 2, but can we be 3? The more we are the better the presentation would be 🥺

The principal : Tomorrow we have the assessment board, Dont worry, this trimester will be shorter! Just from 16:00 to 20:30h!

Teachers : 🤨😱

Teacher (me) : Today we have exam

Students:

Student : Teacher, have! The homework of this trimester before the due date's day!

Teacher :

Teacher : Do you have any question before we start the exam? Any doubt?

Students: Nope, Its okay

Teacher :

Student Who was a terror and failed the last trimester , this trimester behaves, studies and get an A+ :

Beginning of the Assessment board...

Principal: How many students passed every subject this trimester?

Teachers:

And...The ending of the assessment board evaluation week + beggining of holiday

Teachers and students:

....

Guess Who have assessment board Next week? 🙄

[autffiy]

Heyy guyssss!!! Gosh it has been a while since i posted but hell, let me tell you my life has never been better!! I've been affirming that i'm living my dream life and honestly, i am doing far more than that.

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I have been shifitng a lot!! like 3/4 times a week and god it is wonderfull, i will make a post about that soon!!

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I have been manifesting a lot of things, here's a list of my favorites:

❀ A new SP (he's so swee ya'll)

❀ An apartment!! a very nice one with a balcony and a very nice kitchen. Just like on my vison board.

❀ A fully remote job that met every requirement i had. (2/3 days working in a week. No zoom calls just answering mails and chats. making big bank) It's so fun ya'll

❀ Went on a very nice vacation to NYC, flying first class.

❀ my face looking ecactly like my DF

And a whole lot more.

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XOXO,

Alli

[magics-neptunes-things]

Collide (2)

Hello everyone!

Here is the rest of Collide, you can find the first part here, I obviously advise you to read it if you come across this part first… Otherwise you will surely not understand much!

A big thank you for your support, this story is longer and more thoughtful than the ones I have written so far, so it takes me much more time.

I really hope that all of you are having or will have a wonderfull Christmas. Take care of yourself and your loved ones ❤️

I hope you'll enjoy this part :)

TW : Alcohol, Angst and I think it’s ok like that!

World : 5.4K

PART 1 I PART 3 I PART 4 I PART 5 I PART 6 | PART 7

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Time has gone by nicely since you arrived in London and your integration into the Arsenal team is no longer in doubt. You get along well with everyone, you participate willingly in the parties organized by your teammates and you even managed to make yourself appreciated quickly by the fans. Which is not a difficult thing as long as you play well. And without wanting to throw yourself flowers or play the presumptuous, you are more than satisfied with your performance on the field right now.

Alessia has become a very close friend and the fact that she’s your neighbor probably helps a lot too. You often go to the training ground together and it happens regularly that one finishes at the other apartment in the evening. You have become a bit of an essential element of each other’s apartment decor. You are also close to Manuela, your goalkeeper, and Viv makes you die laughing. You also enjoy spending time with Lia, even if she is very close to Leah who continues to torment your thoughts. Katie and Caitlin are great mates too.

After some time of tension between Leah and you following your defection during your kiss, you managed to find a cordial relationship. You can’t help but look at her when she doesn’t see you, you still feel very attracted to her. And it’s not just about physics, you find her funny, interesting and you have the impression that your souls are made to get along. But you’ve never been alone with her since the party. And you feel like it suits Leah like that.

You were getting ready for practice when your phone rings, somewhere in your apartment. After a few long seconds of research, you end up finding it under a cushion of your sofa and answers without taking the time to look who may try to contact you.

"Y/N, hi!" makes a joyful voice.

"Wally, what’s going on?" you ask, sitting on your couch.

You hear from the noise around her that she’s definitely driving somewhere noisy.

"I had to pick up Leah to take her to practice but I’m stuck in traffic and I don’t think I’ll be on time myself. Could you go get her, please?"

No? Out of question to find myself with my crush in the same space clot for twenty minutes without interruption miss Wälti, I am not sure to survive. Have you see this girl? The way her face light up when she smile make me want to...

"Oh, yes, of course" you answer, pinching your nose. "You’re telling her I’m coming?"

"Yeah, yeah, no worries. Thank you very much Y/N, see you later."

"Drive carefully. See you"

Your voice is just a mumble at the end of your sentence and you hang up before Lia has time to say something else. You always go early when you drive alone like today, Alessia having an appointment before training. You have plenty of time to get Leah, but you’re still very worried.

So you nervously take the wheel, driving to the blonde's house where you’ve already been to for one of your evenings. Before the kiss. When you park in front of her house, you take a few seconds to take a big breath before getting out of the car.

You press the doorbell a first time before sliding your hands in the pockets of your sweatshirt and you press a second time after a few minutes, when you realize that no one comes to open. You know Leah lives alone so maybe she just didn’t hear the doorbell the first time.

But your ear is drawn to a piano melody that makes you frown. Since when has Leah been playing the piano? You don’t have time to question yourself any longer, though, since your captain’s voice ends up in your ears.

"Come on in Wally, it’s open!" Leah screams

Ouch. So either she didn’t get Lia’s messages, or Lia just forgot to warn her. Whatever it is, you’re hoping Leah won’t take your presence at her place badly. You end up slowly entering inside, carefully closing the door behind you. Leah’s home is different in the daylight and you mechanically follow the melody of the piano that resounds in the house.

You end up finding Leah in a room that probably serves as her office, actually installed behind a piano. This woman is full of surprises. You don’t dare interrupt her, so you cross your arms and lean on the door frame until she’s done. You recognize a song by Shania Twain, but you can't remember the title of it.

When she’s done, Leah turns in your direction with a satisfied little smile. That quickly turns into a surprised frown when she sees you there. "Hi" you say before clearing your throat. "Lia is stuck somewhere in London with her car and asked if I could pick you up. She was supposed to warn you. Sorry, I guess she forgot to" "Oh, okay" Leah replies, getting up "It’s been a while since I looked at my phone, I may not have seen her message" You nod thoughtfully, tightening your arms around yourself mechanically while waiting for Leah to check her phone. You see a new smile lightening her face and you imagine that it is by seeing the message of the Swiss woman. You’re kind of jealous about the ease of their relationship, to have a friendship as strong as they both have... No, actually, it’s not a friendship you’d like to have with Leah. But you have to stay wise. Anyway, you doubt it’s what the blonde wants on her side. She’s not one to be in a long relationship. "Shall we go?" Leah’s voice cuts you off in your thoughts and you simply nod, taking off against the wood you were always leaning on. You pick up Leah’s bag mechanically as you pass the front door, which seems to both surprise and amuse her. "I can carry my bag, you know?" "Oh... I just thought with your leg... sorry" Leah does not answer, content to laugh gently closing the door of her home with a key. You mask your red cheeks by storing her bag in the trunk of your car and you hope to have found a casual face when you sit next to her. "I didn’t know you played the piano" you say after a few minutes of silence. Leah looks at you briefly and you feel like she’s holding back from saying "There’s a lot you don’t know about me," which is probably true. "I started it during the lockdown. I’m not really good, but I like it."

"What I heard was very good" you countered, looking at it in the corner of your eyes.

"Well thanks" Leah laughs and you feel your belly make a somersault "But I’ve been repeating this song for a long time. I have no right to tell you why for the moment"

"It’s a piece by Shania Twain, isn’t it?"

"Yes. You’re still the one"

This time, you see her turning in your direction to be able to better observe you. Is it done voluntarily or not, you do not know. What you do know is that you’re happy to have started a conversation that allows you to exchange without having disturbing silence in the car.

"Do you like country music?" asks the blonde

"Not really. All I know about country is that Miley Cyrus has a father who does. Does it count?" you ask with a laugh.

"I could hit you right now"

Leah has a smile when she says that, and it makes you laugh again. A new silence comes between you, but this one is nice. You are finally relaxed with each other since your party and you feel you can breathe more easily.

"We’re going to a Luke Combs concert next weekend. You could come with us, it would open you up to the country world?"

You bite your lip thoughtfully. You know many of them are going. Leah, Lia, Alessia, and so on.

"Less offered it to me a few days ago but I refused saying that I didn’t like to go to concerts if I could not sing the lyrics" you admit thoughtfully.

Your gaze clinging to the dense traffic in London doesn’t allow you to see the disappointment read for a few seconds on Leah’s face.

"I guess I’ll have to revise quickly"

To be honest, what also made you turn down that offer was not to make Leah’s evening unpleasant. You quickly understood how she can’t stand being away from others on the field and how these shared moments with your teammates are important to her. But that she still wants you to come also makes you exceedingly happy.

During the rest of the trip, Leah asks you about your own musical preferences and you tell her that you got stuck with the old rock and pop-rock bands you used to listen to when you were a teenager. A little Norwegian variety also thanks to your parents, whom she has never heard of but that doesn’t surprise you particularly.

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"Looks good, your integration into Arsenal" Leila’s voice says from your phone as you cook yourself something for dinner.

"Frankly, I have nothing to complain about. They are all adorable" you answer sincerely.

"Adorable is not a term I would use for Katie McCabe"

You laugh softly and shake your head. You know perfectly well the reputation that Katie has outside the field, you have heard about it since your arrival in the English champion.

"She’s like a bulldozer on the ground, but outside she’s really nice. A hell of a character maybe, but I’ve never seen someone as loyal as her"

"Look at her, completely on the enemy’s side"

Leila laughs and you smile, rolling your eyes. Sometimes keeping friendships isn’t easy when you’re away or playing on opposing teams, but you’re glad to see that you seem to be keeping your bond with Leila for now. You obviously hope it lasts.

Two shots are taking at your front door before Alessia comes inside to drop on your couch. It’s become such a habit between you that you don’t even react to her presence.

"How was the concert?" asks Leila.

"It was good, sincerely. It’s not the music I used to listen to, but I liked it."

That’s the truth. You honestly didn’t expect to have such a great time. The good relationship between Arsenal players also exists outside the field and this spirit makes you feel like part of a family. From someone so far from yours like you, it’s more than pleasant. And that night you spent gave you an opportunity to spend some time with Leah too. Like a child who tests his own limits, you try to determine where the line is that you must not exceed. As if she were reading your thoughts, Leila resumes speaking as you mix what you cook in your pan. "What about Williamson?" "What about Leah?" You ask, taking a quick look at Alessia to see if she’s listening to what you’re saying. "Huh? Since you kissed, is..." You don’t hear the end of the sentence, jumping on your phone to cut the microphone. But it’s too late and you see Alessia’s face turning into a surprise. The amazement, rather. "I call you back Lei" you mumble to your friend before hanging up. "You kissed Leah?" Wide-eyed, Alessia has made her way to you. A big smile appeared on his face, but you startled when you heard him scream half. "Shh!" you tell her, as if you were afraid someone else would listen to you. "Why didn’t you tell me? When was that?" Alessia put her two hands on your shoulders and she shakes you gently, apparently more than willing to have answers to her questions. "At my moving-in party" you end up sighing. "And she kissed me." Well, you didn’t reject it to be honest. Well, at the beginning anyway. The rest, no need to remind. "Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your place?" laughs Alessia. "Why does it look like you killed someone when you talk about it?" "Because nothing has happened since then, we are probably not looking for the same thing. Not many people know, Lessi, you have to keep it to yourself please"

"Of course I will. But maybe Lia knows too, Leah say her everything."

"Maybe" you shrug.

"But still. You kissed Leah Williamson"

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The break for international competitions arrive at à great time. You were able to see your family again, especially your parents and seeing your friends from the national team also make you happy. Your reunion with Ingrid was filmed and posted on social media, your embrace being visible to everyone. You don’t know what makes people not think there’s something going on between you, but you’re grateful that it’s going on like this. You like Ingrid as a friend and you don’t want to have to think about how to behave with her so you don’t hurt her girlfriend.

The results of your national team didn’t live up to your expectations however, despite the goals you were able to score. The disappointment must have been visible in the message that you tried to shoot positively on Instagram. You got some messages of encouragement from your friends, from Arsenal or not. You also received a message from Leah, the first one she addresses you directly on a Whatsapp band.

If you were sad to have to say goodbye to your best friend again, finding your Arsenal teammates is a pleasure. This feeling of being at home warms your heart.

"Hi Frozen" tease Katie at you when you see her for the first time, making you roll your eyes with fun.

This time again, the hug that you exchange with Leah lasts a little longer than the others and you smile at her when she pinches you affectionately the cheek. Maybe you missed her too much.

In the next game, against Aston Villa, you feel like Leah’s mind is somewhere else, but yours too. This is the first time in a long time that you will find yourself facing your ex and you know that Leah will also have to live with the fact that Jordan will be around.

Even though the blonde is still not playing, Leah participates in the briefings and is always around when you play at home.

No wonder, her love for the team and the club is now known to everyone. You haven’t been thinking particularly about Alina lately, Leah taking a lot of time in your thoughts. But you have to admit that to see her again, even from the back, training with her teammates, it does you something. You no longer have the slightest feeling of love for her, of course. Everything magically disappeared the day you learned about her infidelities. But you still have trouble swallowing betrayal.

"Are you okay here?"

You recognize Leah’s voice easily, but the hand on your shoulder makes you jump. Crossing her eyes, you quickly understand that she understood and you just shrug your shoulders.

"Yeah, I know. Come on, let’s go."

Leah’s hand slips on your back as she takes you to the small group forming by Alessia, Katie and Kyra. You find yourself regretting the feeling of her hand in your back when Alessia puts her arm around your shoulders in a comforting embrace. You nevertheless let yourself go against her, looking over Leah’s shoulder. From a distance, you have the impression that Jordan Nobbs was looking in your direction.

The game was hard, Aston Villa scored first and your team have trouble to find the back of the net. It last almost until the end of the game, until you caught Leah’s eye in the bleachers. From there to say that it’s her who gave you the impulse to go and score the goal, there is a world. But still, it’s only a few seconds later that you score. And a few minutes later, Alessia scored the winning goal, allowing Arsenal to win the match.

It’s probably cruel for the other team, but honestly you don’t care. You don’t get asked to show your joy, celebrating with Wally, Kyra and Alessia. You watch while a smiling Leah jumping into Alessia’s arms just before Katie comes to offer you a hug in her own way, passing an arm around your neck while strocking your hair with the other hand.

"Manu’s organising a party for tonight, are you coming?" says you a happy Katie.

When she gets your positive answer she releases you, literally pounding up to Caitlin. It’s by following her with your eyes that your eyes cling to a silhouette that you know very well despite yourself. Alina, standing in the middle of the field with her hands on her hips, looking disgusted. As you said, seen from the other side, the defeat must be bitter.

When she looks at you too, you hurry to turn your heels, only to rush straight into Jordan Nobbs.

"Oh… sorry mate" you mumble by rushing to run away.

You are relieved to see that the person who pulls you by the arm right after is Alessia, carrying you away from this situation. An amused smile is visible on her face, and you feel that she restrains herself from saying something.

"Don’t"

Alessia laughs and can only smile when hearing it, gently shaking your head. The fans in front of which Alessia trains you claiming photos and autographs, that make you forget easily what has just happened.

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A few hours later, you’re in a nightclub with almost the entire team. Although we have to admit that everyone was a little scattered throughout the nightclub. Maybe you drank too much, too. Leah is here, of course. When she came to sit next to you with her big smile and her sexy outfit, you almost fainted. You feel like she’s doing it on purpose. But it’s nothing compared to the wave of chills that runs through you when she looks at you to say "Pretty goal, superstar". The ambient music forces her to have this behavior, but still.

It’s not the ambient music that will make her invite you to dance with her. If you refused at first, claiming not to know how to dance, you couldn’t resist her any longer. And you also noticed that others girls don’t seem against keeping Leah company. Of course, you have absolutely no right to be jealous, but that definitely tilts the scales.

You’ve been dancing with Leah for a long time now, to be honest, you’ve completely lost track of time. Your teammates are far too drunk around you to pay attention to you and none seem to have realized how your body seems unable to detach from Leah’s. Your body is attracted with the strength of a magnet by hers and as long as you had your back against her, you managed to fight against yourself and keep an almost clear mind. But when the last song changed, you stupidly turned around and you were hypnotized by the captain’s gaze. Your heart rate is faster, your breathing is more complicated and you have to fight with all your strength not to lean in her direction a few centimeters more to be able to kiss her. Her hands on your hip and in the hollow of your back hold you all against her and the arms you tied around her neck may not help either. It’s as if your mind and your body wanted two things and you were pulled from two sides at the same time. You’ve obviously noticed Leah’s eyes slipping regularly on your lips, seemingly wishing nothing but to kiss you. The message is very clear, it would be for anyone. But when Leah tries an approach and touches your lips with hers, you step back. You obviously realized that Leah didn’t even look at a girl other than you tonight, but the fear of getting screwed again is stronger than the rest. You only stepped back a few inches so you could look into Leah’s. If you haven't saw Alina today, maybe you would have kiss her. You certainly read a part of disappointment, perhaps even a little rejection, but also uncertainty. Does she think that she misinterpreted the signals you send her? That is not the case, of course. You are undeniably attracted to her, you don't want to lie to her either. Or worse, let her start thinking that you’re the one playing with her feelings.

"I’m sorry. I don’t want to be an extra number on your hunting board, Leah."

By your position, you feel Leah’s breath against your lips and it makes you half crazy. When you gently detach you from her, she lets you. You can see her jaw is tight, but you don’t feel like it’s anger. You can’t take the time to figure out what it is, before you decide to get out of there. You pick up your jacket and bag and go out, even unintentionally bumping into someone who hasn’t asked for anything on your way.

"Are you alright?"

A voice next to you makes you jump and you raise your eyes on a couple that was probably out smoking. The girl looks at you with special attention and you realize at this moment that your hands are shaking.

"Yes, yes, it’s okay" you mumble taking a deep breath.

"Sure?"

You nod again, both surprised and touched by so much soliscitude. Maybe there is still some hope in the human being?

"Do you know where I can get a cab?"

The one you imagine being her boyfriend points at you the end of the street. You thank and greet them, walking quickly going in the right direction. It only take you twenty minutes to return home, your mind haunted by the image of Leah, the sensations felt when your face was only a few inches from you. Regrets mix with relief and you still don’t know if you made the right decision.

You don’t even take the time to remove your makeup before hiding under your duvet. You want to call Leah, but this is the second time you’ve pushed her away in a short time. You will never dare to return to the training ground without having a terrible fear of running into her. You were wondering if you are going to contact your agent to ask him to propose you for a loan with another team when you hear someone knocking on the door of your apartment. "Y/N?" It’s Alessia’s voice and you realize no one saw you leave, except maybe Leah. You hiss when you feel the cold ground under your bare feet when you answer, finding yourself facing an Alessia who seems both relieved and annoyed. Her phone in hand, she seems to finish reading a message when she reports her attention to you. "Why didn’t you say you were going home?" Her tone is accusing and you pout, feeling like you’re being scolded by your older sister. But you can understand the worry. "Sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you." Alessia still looks at you for a few seconds while squinting before sighing and slipping into your apartment. She hugs you before she lets you go. "You and Leah were missing, we were worried" she explains before going for a glass of water. "Leah too?" In spite of yourself, you feel the anxiety rise suddenly. If something happened to her because of your behavior, you will never forgive yourself. Worry is easily detectable in your voice, as Less hurries to comfort you. "Yes, but she’s home. Lia found her there. What happened?" "What do you mean?" You mumble looking at your feet. "Well you both disappear, you’re closer than you’ve ever been... But you don’t have the face of someone who had a nice evening"

"I screwed up" you sigh softly as you cross your arms on your chest.

Your gaze is always fixed on your feet and you frown, trying to remember the meaning of your memories and thoughts. Alessia knows what happened with Alina, the deception and everything, it’s not for nothing that she remained close to you physically speaking today. In the field, at least.

Alessia doesn’t answer anything, waiting patiently to see if you want to continue to explain yourself or not.

'I panicked. There’s this kind of attraction I’ve had for her from the beginning and the more I try to fight it, the bigger it gets. It’s like every thing she did or said is what I expect her to do, without me even knowing it."

You looked up at the blonde this time and she watches you talking, holding her half-empty glass of water in her hand. Her eyebrows are ruffled, but she looks more pensive than upset this time.

"We managed to catch up with the bond we had after I pushed her back. But tonight… I don’t know. I’ve been thinking about what happened with Alina all day and… I panicked. I don’t want to be heartbroken again."

This time it’s a compassionate smile that appears on Alessia’s face, which is content to extend your arms as the very first answer. You accepted and snuggled up against her, sighing softly. She didn’t steal her nickname of Lessi Bear.

"I think you should talk to Leah" Alessia says after a few seconds.

"I doubt she’ll want to talk to me again"

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You were right. You don’t know if it’s voluntary or not on Leah’s part, but you haven’t seen her since the nightclub. She seems to have changed her physiotherapy and training schedules so she won’t run into you again. And you have to admit that it hurt your heart. But again this reaction is probably very selfish, if you are both there it is only your fault.

Your mood has deteriorated throught the days when you feel someone sitting next to you in the locker room. You look up expecting to find yourself in front of Caitlin who has her locker next to yours, but instead it’s Lia who addresses you one of her famous smiles.

"Are you okay?" she asks and you ask yourself in the first place if she’s not making fun of you.

But it would mean not knowing Lia at all.

"Good. What about you?"

Lia nods, still armed with her smile, while you finish putting on your sneakers. The training session has just ended, you are showered and changed and ready to go home.

"I was wondering if we could talk together?"

"Of course."

You get up and follow her, wondering what it is. Lia trains you with her in the cafeteria of the team, currently completely deserted. After having caught yourself drinking and sitting at a table, you look at her with an undisguised curiosity. If you really like the Swiss woman, you’ve never really exchanged one-on-one.

"Is everything okay?" You can’t help but ask her, afraid she’s in trouble.

"Oh, yes. It’s not me I wanted to talk to you about, it’s Leah."

You make a slight grimace but nods gently, your look staying on the cup of coffee you ordered yourself.

"I’m sorry if I intervene in a way that is not my business and you will have the right to scold me later, but I think it’s time someone did"

You look at her again a little surprised. Faithful to her country of origin, Lia is far from wanting to conflict with anyone. However, the fact that she wants to take the risk of doing so is a testament to the importance of what she will say.

"Leah told me what happened between you two"

Lia gives you an apology smile, but you told Alessia and Ingrid about it so you just nod. It would be rather inappropriate for you to resent Leah for needing to confide to someone.

"I don’t know who told you things about her, but what I do know is that Leah has been my friend since I came to Arsenal. She was always loyal and honest with me. When my ex and I broke up and I was lower than earth, she came home every night to try to cheer me up. She is sincere, kind and much sweeter and more tender than what people want her to be."

You know, you’re uncomfortable. You are one of those people who preferred to listen to what people was saying about Leah at the worst time, when she showed you during all these weeks that she is the girl that Lia has just described to you.

"I don’t know your past Y/N and I’m not judging you. But I really believe that Leah is genuinely interested in you. If it were just for one night, she would have moved on for a long time especially after you told her you don’t want a one time thing"

You remain silent for a few seconds, during which you assimilate what Lia has just told you. Passing a hand through your hair, you end up looking up at her.

"Anyway, it’s too late now. She must hate me, right?"

"I think you should talk to her about all this"

You bite your lip, realizing this is the second time you’ve been advised to do this in a few days. Unfortunately, this could be complicated.

"How? She doesn’t even want to see me here anymore"

Your desperate look seems to amuse Lia, or at least she smiles while rolling her eyes.

"By extraordinary luck we’re in the 21st century. You can either contact her via your phone or go to her house to talk to her"

Lia’s amused tone makes you smile slightly. She’s right, but it’s not so much your style to impose your presence somewhere. Your interlocutor must understand your reticence, since she puts her hand on your arm, making you look at her again.

"I will not speak for her, but she also suffered in her past. The only thing holding you both back is a lack of communication. I’m sure it can be fixed."

********

Right in front of Leah’s house, you don’t remember being so nervous for a long time. After thinking long and hard about the conversation you had with Lia, you then had to think about how to approach Leah. The blond continues to flee you like the plague and even if contacting her by message would probably be easier, you are not sure if she answers you. If the blonde has many qualities that have made you fall under her spell, she is still atrociously stubborn and resentful.

You turned in your head several scenarios, again and again until you became half crazy. Then you had enough. Sitting on Alessia’s couch in front of a particularly lame reality TV, you suddenly got up. Alessia gave you a worried look but you just threw at her while leaving her apartment

“I’m going to see Leah”

Your voice was clear and determined, making her understand that your decision was made. After shrugging her shoulders, Alessia lay down again in front of the television.

“Okay. But maybe change your pajamas first.”

Interrupted in your way, your hand freezes on the doorknob of the stricker’s apartment. Your eyes slide on your polar pajama bottoms with avocados drawn on them.

A grommet escapes from your lips as you open the door, triggering Alessia’s laughter behind you.

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Merry Christmas you all 🎄❤️

[itamicio05]

Hi everyone!

Today is finally Christmas and wich surprise could be more wonderfull than wake up and discover such a cute cat.

For now is everything, see you later guys and merry Christmas!

[idkfitememate]

WAIT WAIT ITS NEUVILLETTES BRITHDAYYYYYYY I JUST FOUND OUT TODAY WHAT THE HECK?????? I HAVE A IDEA TO CELEBRET THIS WONDERFULL DAY!!!! WHAT IF WHAT IF OTTER SPEND THEIR WHOLE DAY WITH NEUVILLETTE??? AND THEIR FIRST TIME TASTING WATERS FROM EACH NATIONS!!!!!(since he drinks diffirents waters from each nation right?) The otter be like when tasting the Inozuma water

Otter - sipppssss

Otter - OoO!

Otter - 'holy crap, what is it fizzy???'

sorry sorry I just eaten sugar and I'm on a sugar rush

Otter anon🦦

Happy Birthday Neuvillette!!

૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : GN! Otter Reader x Neuvillette

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. : 226

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : fluff, happy birthday Neuvi!!! Little guy!!!!

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : Yay! Happy birthday to our dear Hydro Dragon Sovereign! I’m a bit tired so I’m sorry if it’s not what you wanted!☆૮꒰ˊᗜˋ* ꒱ა Finals are kicking my ass ૮꒰ ˶꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ˶꒱ა♡

Neuvillette hadn’t celebrated his birthday in years. He saw no need in it. He had a nation to help run, after all.

After a day of paperwork, a trial that took far to long, and watching Furina, he was more than ready to collapse into his large plush bed and cuddle with his darling Otter.

Though, when he opened the door, he wasn’t expecting to see his dear surrounded by large jugs of water, each labeled with the name of a well known lake and/or sea from every nation.

He simply stared at you as you chittered loudly, almost in a tune (he was entirely sure it was ‘Happy Birthday’), waving your arms about.

He simply gave you a smile as he sat down at the small table surrounded by water jugs. Using your manipulation of water skills, you swiftly poured you both a glass. Picking it up with both paws, you rose it to him, and he did the same with his, clinking the two.

“Thank you my dear.” He mused. You both took a sip.

Then you spit it out in shock.

“Yes,” he chuckled, “Inazumian waters are known to have quite the kick. Or should I say… zap?” His grin widened slightly before a he sighed, picking up a napkin, he dabbed at your face.

Perhaps… Neuvillette should celebrate his birthday more often…

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : Hehe. He’s just a big ole softy. Our big ole softy ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

[twstgarden]

❁ ❝ 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 ❞

━ first years and wish-granting magician! gn! reader ━ how would the first years like having a wish-granting friend? (f/n means first name)

requested by: anonymous ♥ request type: headcanon requester’s message: Hayy, Mina!!! First of all i hope you’re having a wonderfull day! Anyways! I saw that your requests are open, and I would like to request some platonic headcanons for the first years gang with a gn!reader who was a wish granting unique magic, simillar to Alluka from hunterxhunter. For the reader grant a wish the person needs to fulfill 3 requests made by the reader (the person is strucked by a curse of bad luck who least for some days if their requests are not fulfilled). Love your writing🌷. florist’s note: i feel like i totally half-assed this, i'm so sorry. anyway, thank you for the request, sweetie! 

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✦ a unique magic like yours is certainly impressive, especially for your first-year friends. of course, they don’t hang out with you for the sole reason that they like your unique magic. they genuinely care for you, and your abilities are just a bonus for them.

✦ now in terms of each and every one of these sweet little numpty boys, ace would occasionally joke around and ask if you could grant a wish for him. “n/n~ there’s something i reeeeeally want,” said ace as he leaned closer to you, pressing his hands together as if in prayer.

✦ “you need to grant my 3 requests before i give you what you want,” you replied as you took a bite of your meal. ace sighed and sat back on his seat, “okayy~ let’s hear it. what are the things i must do?”

✦ you raised a brow at his eagerness, “…what is this wish anyway?” a cheeky grin found its way on ace’s lips as he joked once more, “i wish to get perfect marks on my test!”

✦ silence.

✦ “…seriously?” you mumbled. sure, ace did have his moments, but it’s not like reaching a high score is nigh impossible for him. seeing your reaction, ace laughed and patted your back, “i’m joking! i’m joking! gee, n/n, you’re so serious.”

✦ deuce, on the other hand, barely mentions your abilities nor does he have any use for it. sometimes, however, he gets tempted.

✦ “n/n…”

✦ “yes, deuce?”

✦ “since you can grant wishes like azul, but you’re less harmful than he is… can you do something for me?” he said it so politely that you can’t help but smile, patting his head as you replied, “sure, what is it?”

✦ “i wish to have a photographic memory… like the kind where i can just stare at my notebook and everything in it gets into my memory…” spoke deuce, making you blink. this is just like ace’s wish but with more steps!

✦ as for jack, he’s the one who never mentions or asks for anything related to your unique magic. he sees no point in asking for a wish when he can just work hard for it, but he greatly admires you for your wonderful ability!

✦ instead of asking for a wish, he compliments your skills instead… of course, it’s rather awkward.

✦ “uh… you did… good.” that was all jack said in response, making you blink after you used your unique magic on a student that passed by you and jack, asking for a wish and they have fulfilled all your requests. as sweet and generous as you are, you granted this student their desires.

✦ their wish? to get all 3 ssrs in the game they’re playing in a single 10-pull.

✦ jack was with you during the process, and as soon as the student walked away, he tried to compliment you, only to end up being awkward about it. you chuckled as you replied, “thanks.”

✦ as for epel, he was quite chill about it. similar to jack, he barely mentions or asks for anything regarding your abilities, but he does praise you a lot better than jack does.

✦ “woaahh~ you’re like a genie! so cool!”

✦ you were grateful with how epel compliments you, but you felt as if calling you a genie is a stretch. sure, you grant wishes, but you’re not as powerful as genie, no? at least, that’s what you think.

✦ ortho, on the other hand, has known of your unique magic before you revealed it to the rest of the group. he had everything analysed and statistics of your power were already read by him.

✦ “f/n l/n-san, your magical abilities are extraordinary! granting wishes in exchange for three requests puts you at an advantage. ah… but i don’t understand why deuce spade-san says it’s almost like azul ashengrotto-san’s unique magic…” spoke ortho as he conversed with you.

✦ “oh, pay it no mind, child,” you replied, “i guess it might seem like azul’s magic on the surface since we are both the ‘wish granting’ types.”

✦ lastly, sebek does not acknowledge it too much. yes, he knows you grant wishes, but it’s not like it’s something he needs to take note of. he has no use in having you grant him a wish when he can just work twice as hard to achieve what he wants.

✦ he doesn’t know how to properly compliment you either, but he thinks it’s impressive at the very least.

✦ but of course, nothing tops the power of his master.

✦ and grim? he tries to use it to his advantage. he would constantly pester you, even when you are in your dormitory, asking for a wish of thousands of tuna cans, grilled meat, salmon, and whatnot. his wishes were never-ending.

✦ every time you give him 3 requests, he ends up not doing them in the specified time frame you have set, causing him to get a string of bad luck for a week straight. the poor monster with a bottomless pit was very furious that week.

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[arlenneluna]

Similarities between Sauron and Galadriel with Kylo Ren and Rey costumes ~

This morning I noticed something: Sauron/Annatar - Kylo Ren and Galadriel - Rey have similar details in their costumes designs.

These are just my thoughts and interpretation. So, pls, let me explain:

* Kylo Ren and Sauron = Huge/wide belt around their waists, black and long costumes and made with heavy fabrics. It’s like you could almost feel the weight, and not just the weight of their costumes, but also the “weight” that are inside them.

Sauron in s1 he just wanted to have a his original lifestyle…. He’s Mairon again, going back to his original work in Valinor (a smith and crafter) and searching for redemption. He hasn’t done anything incredible bad yet, so his costumes are lighter, simple and beige colours. I could talk more about his s1 costumes, but I would let that for another moment or others fans to talk about it.

Well, now, in s2 he has two new costumes: one is for his fake new persona, Annatar, and the costume is lighter, almost white and screams “Hello my friend. I’m wonderfull, but humble and pure. You can trust in me”. And theeen… he switch to this amazing black and gold costume, but that it’s feels heavier than anything he had before. Heavy and black like Kylo Ren costume was. I said before that you almost could feel the weight of their costumes. For both, but talking about Sauron, I think it’s the “weight” of his darkness inside him/his wrong decisions (black) in order to do something good as heal Middle Earth and have his redemption and greatness (gold, the only light detail in his costume). Also, he has symbols and patterns like snakes in his two new costumes because he’s going back to his past behaviour his old self… the one he didn’t want to go back but he can’t avoid it because of Morgoth’s corruption over him: a ruthless deceiver… deceiving even to himself.

* Rey and Galadriel = thin belts, grey and light brown tones, light fabrics.

Both are fighters, feeling loneliness in many moments and feeling like no one understand them but the dark guys who want them by their side, and at the same time both women are trying to do the right thing and being in balance…searching for the light and dealing with their own darkness.

Galadriel s1 and s2 costumes are different. In the first season she has three silver armors and maybe that was also a reflection of her state of mind as the Halbrand/Sauron costumes were for him: she was a warrior, proud, thinking she’s always right and her aggressive and stubborn behaviour (she couldn’t stop her search of revenge). But in s2 she is starting to change. She is now more aware of her pride and stubbornness, the consequences of her decisions, trying to regainn the trust of the King and her friend, dealing with her feelings towards Sauron/Halbrand and her fears… She is more vulnerable than ever. Because of this, the new costume for battle is lighter, with trees pattern (very elvish), it doesn’t has almost no protection in a real fight against the enemies and Sauron… It represents that she feels exposed and that is how she feels about Sauron and her feelings for him.

Sauron in black and gold. Gal in white/light grey and silver.

Both with one covered shoulder.

Both representing the darkness and the light.

Both so similar and different at the same time…

And these are my thoughts.

I can’t wait to see what the costume designers are going to do with them in season 3. Is Galadriel going to wear her total white famous still and Sauron a total black costume? Or are they still going to play with fabrics, colours and details? Would Sauron have a cape for his new costume?

I hope we find out in TWO years. * crying inside *

Thank you for read it :)

Ps: if you are wondering where I found the pics… well, they are in goggle, twitter and reddit. Internet sometimes is a great place

[tenyrasims]

"What do you mean you don't agree? What do you not understand? How are you taking this so lightly?" "Don't call this a game We're more lost than we're found Will there be something to save When this all falls down? Don't give this a name This is more than a sound There'll be something to save."

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[perytonfool]

Hi everyone!!! I have sadly disappeared from all my socials due to university + i've been working on more crafts than arts lately BUT one of the zines I worked in has been released! There's many talented writers and artists featured n all proceeds will be donated to the UNRWA (United National Relief and Works Agency for Palestine Refugees).

If you are interested, you can check the zine out at @goodomensforpalestine . And if you aren't, remember that you can always donate, boycot brands, uplift palestinian voices, and don't stop talking about Palestine!!

Anyways, thank you for your time, and thanks to the wonderfull people who allowed me this opportunity n those who also worked on this zine!

Also lets's hope that I can get to posting here n on Instagram, I'm starting to really miss it (as well as seeing my mutuals incredible beautiful art).

[ode-to-fury]

Pure Gale Fluff

Gale/Tav

Ignore the layout of the tower mentioned here I tried to be as vague as possible but it doesnt make any sense🤷‍♀️. Also wizard magic=science rules right? That makes sense?? Does to me so there you go. I headcanon that Arabella Shadowheart and Astarion stay in Waterdeep for at least a few weeks before moving on to wherever they go next

I’m literally on a roll with these lol

The tower was warm against the chill outside when Gale got back from his errands in the city. It smelled of snow outside, and he smiled, happy to be home, at least before the flakes started falling.

Darkness was falling behind the clouds, and Tav had started a fire while he was gone, though she hadn’t closed the curtains, and soft light still filtered in through the windows, illuminating Tara’s curled up form in front of the fireplace, where she was snoring gently.

Tav herself was asleep on the couch in front of that same fire. She had taken it upon herself to slightly rearrange his library room, to make it more “homey” she said. He’d grumbled about it good naturedly, but in that moment he realised he’d let her rearrange anything she wanted if it meant he could come home to her, asleep in front of a fire like she was just then.

It had been… an adjustment, coming back to his tower. What he had thought would be a refuge against the world had turned out to be filled with less than pleasant memories of the time before their adventure.

Then we’ll make new memories, she’d said. New memories like coming home to her sleeping form after a cold day outside.

Golden brown hair spilled over an armrest, and a heavy leather tome was propped against her knees, arms crossed over her chest.

He walked over to her after depositing his packages, and almost reverantly bent down next to the couch. His fingers tangled in that silky golden hair even as he kissed her cheek softly.

She was awake immediately, he knew, because she was the lightest sleeper in the realms, but she kept her eyes closed stubbornly.

He grinned, and this time he kissed those wonderfull lips of hers. She grinned into it, and when he pulled away, stretched awake, almost catlike in her movements.

“Sorry,” she said quietly. “I was reading this horrible dissertation. Can you believe this man thinks that Melf’s third law of evocation is as he put it “a loosely connected string of words with no real meaning behind them”?”

Gale grinned.

“You don’t agree?”

“The third law is the only one that makes any sense to me, if I’m being completely honest.”

She smiled, her wonderful eyes twinkling with delight. Her hand cupped his cheek, callouses scraping over his beard in the most wonderful way.

“A few weeks ago you didn’t know Melf had any laws,” he murmured, grinning as he kissed her again.

“Well, now I do,” she said matter of factly. “And I’ve formed an opinion, based on my sorcerous expertise.”

“Ah,” he said, “of course. Though many powerful mages would agree that your opinion is wrong.”

Her fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck, and she pulled him forward for another kiss.

“I don’t think you know what the word ‘opinion’ means, Gale Dekarios.”

He laughed, and her eyes twinkled in response, and for a moment the breath was knocked out of him. So much so that he had to sit back, away from her.

She frowned, sitting up, all traces of sleep gone from her eyes and demeanor, replaced by a worried frown, a tension that meant she was ready for a fight.

“Gale?” She asked, “What is it?”

What is it?

How could he explain it? How could he explain the feeling of coming home to a tower where a fire was already roaring against the chill outside? How could he explain the sight of his tressym companion curled up asleep without a worry in front of that fire? How could he explain the sight of her, asleep in front of that same fire, the feeling in his chest when he was allowed to kiss her into wakefulness and she did not jump up, scared, because she knew, finally, that she was safe with him? How could he explain the way he had someone to discuss Melf with, after years of just Tara? Someone who would argue back as an equal? How could he ever explain how her laughter felt like a balm to his heart? How could he ever explain exactly what she meant to him? Him, who could normally find words for anything.

“I- uhm,” he grinned slightly, “I don’t know if I could ever verbalise how much it means to have you here. With me.”

Her eyes softened, and she lay her head down on the couch again.

“You’ll find a way, I’m sure,” she said softly, her starlit eyes twinkling.

There was a yawn from the direction of the fireplace, and Tara stretched herself into wakefulness not unlike Tav had done only a few minutes before.

“Ah!” The tressym said, “Mr. Dekarios, thank goodness you’re back! I trust you brought me back some of those wonderful fishes from the market for dinner? I would have gone out earlier to hunt pidgeons, but I’m afraid the fire was much too comfortable.”

He reluctantly broke free of Tav’s soft gaze to turn to his tressym companion.

“Why of course, Tara my dear,” he said, getting up with a groan. His knees really did not agree with the cold.

“Would you like your share now, or would you like to wait while I cook for all three of us?”

“Just the three of us?” Tav asked, rubbing sleep from her eyes.

“Yes, unfortunately,” he replied, walking down to the kitchen.

“Astarion and Arabella are still at the Yawning Portal, Arabella said she would keep him company until sundown. Shadowheart was ‘much too busy with Shieldmeet preparations to have dinner tonight’. So, just the three of us.”

He started charming spices and sauces from various shelves as Tara twisted herself between his legs in her age old ritual of welcome.

“I can’t decide,” Tav’s voice drifted down to him from the library. “Whether Astarion or Arabella is the worse influence.”

She appeared in the doorway, somehow managing to look put together with slightly mussed hair and dressed in one of his old sleep shirts.

“Now that is a question, isn’t it?”

She came up and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, her cheek resting against his back, and again he had to take a moment and compose himself.

“Personally I think they both bring out the worst in each other, although at least the vampire treats me with dignity when he is here,” Tara spoke up, hopping up onto the counter in front of him.

“Arabella’s still learning, Tara,” Tav said.

“Hmpf. Well. She’ll learn quickly enough why no one else yanks a tressym’s tail if she ever does it again.”

“So, Tara,” Gale said quickly, aware his companion’s temper could flare sometimes. “Fish now, or fish later?”

“I shall wait, Mr. Dekarios. I have manners. Besides, if I eat now I shall most certainly fall asleep, and then how will the two of you entertain yourselves?”

He could picture Tav’s mischievous smile as she said, “Oh, I can think of a few ways.”

He blushed slightly as she kissed the back of his neck, but thankfully, Tara had turned away to inspect the quality of the fish he had bought.

[sweet-self-indulgence]

Hey love your work! can you write some Mika x James smut please im desperate! <3 Hope you have a wonderfull day <3

Thank you! <3

Once I got started on this James seemed to write himself! I can't be bothered to edit right now, so look for a cleaner version on AO3 in a couple of days.

According to plan

How is Mika going to get the attention she craves from James? Maybe she needs a plan, or maybe spontaneity will win the day.

Mika sighs and flicks sand with her toe. James has his nose stuck firmly in his latest book, all but ignoring the beautiful seaside.

It wouldn’t be so bad that it’s how he wants to spend his beach time if it weren’t for the fact he’s been acting like a manager for the whole trip. Of course he’s been good at it too. Every day has been a perfect mix of activities. Enough time on the beach to have fun but not enough to get bored and sunburnt, fantastic local food for dinner, and excursions to stunning natural wonders.

Mika cringes at how selfish those thoughts make her feel. It really has been the perfect vacation, except for the fact she’s hardly spent any time with James. At first, she was happy to sit and read beside him, but she exhausted her reading material 2 days ago.

Another sigh escapes Mika as her mind wanders to the tall, dark-haired, too-smart-for-his-own-good love interest from her novel. He had been very eager to spend time alone with the protagonist.

“Hey doofus!”

Her moment of pleasant distraction is shattered by Sam’s shout, “stop staring into space like a fish and come souvenir shipping with us!”

Mika rolls her eyes at Sam’s insulting simile, “It’s called ‘thinking’, Sam, you should try it sometime.”

James smiles behind his book, sharing his secret glee at Sam’s sputtering response in a quick glance at Mika. Her heart does a little flutter at his smile.

Before she can recover control of her body, James shouts towards his brothers, “Don’t take too long! We’re meeting in the lobby for dinner at 6!” and motions her off with a tilt of his head.

Mika misses the hungry gaze cast over the top of his book, watching her every movement as she stretches and pulls a sundress over her swimsuit.

After shopping and dinner, Mika, Erik, and Damien are star gazing from the rooftop bar of their hotel. Each has been lost in their own thoughts since the others have gone to bed, quietly watching more and more stars blink into existence in the darkening sky.

“You know,” Damien says after several minutes of silence, “James is very good at planning”

Erik and Mika make small noises in acknowledgement to Damien stating the obvious. He continues, “but even he can’t plan a … spontaneous moment”

Mika’s face heats at the absolutely lewd inflection he managed to pack into such an innocuous word. Erik fails miserably at stifling giggles beside her.

“Maybe that’s something you can help him with.” Damien finishes casually.

Mika shoots to her feet indignant but also suddenly desperate to see James. She had been thinking about him all day, imagining how he might sweep her off her feet at any given moment. More often than not said sweeping landed her in bed with him. The mere mention of his name triggered a fresh wave of want inside her.

She stalks off in a pretend huff. Erik’s teasing words ring in her ears “Have fun~”

Alone in the elevator she wonders what kind of fun James would want to have.

 Mikas feet take her back to the hotel suite while her mind remains distracted by images of James.

Suddenly she’s standing in his empty room and all of her confidence evaporates in an instant. The door to the common area is ajar, did she open it? The lights are on, she’s pretty sure she didn’t do that.

James is nowhere in sight. Maybe that’s a good thing, she was too busy fantasizing to have any idea what she was going to say to him anyway. Mika turns to leave, resigned to try to take the edge off in the shower.

Mika’s exit is halted as she walks right into something. Hands are wrapped around her upper arms, keeping her from stumbling backwards.

Her focus snaps back to reality and onto James. His eyes are slightly wide in surprise. They’re almost hidden by damp black hair. A white towel drapes over his shoulders. His shoulders and arms are covered in a light blue satin pajama top that has yet to be buttoned.

Mika notices how her fingers are braced against the bare skin of his chest and her breath hitches.

James leans down until his nose is nearly touching Mika’s neck. He takes two slow, deep breaths. Each exhale sends shivers down her spine and sets her heart racing.

When he finally stands straight his pupils are wide. “You smell incredible”, his voice is quiet, but pitched deep, graveling against the bottom of his throat.

His words pull sharply at the need building inside of her. “I—I’ve been thinking about you.” Mika’s fingers move slowly up James’ chest.

Amber eyes seem to darken with James’ chuckle, “what have you been think that has you in such a …state?” His final word is accompanied by his heated gaze traveling slowly down Mika’s body.

Mika swears she can feel his eyes on her. Her nipples tighten as he gazes at her chest and an unbearable heat pulses between her thighs as he stared pointedly where she can feel wetness gathering in her bikini bottoms.

Mika can’t take the tension for one second longer. Her hands grab the back of James’ head and pull him down into a rough kiss. Her fingers roughly grip his damp hair as his tongue slides inside her mouth.

After a moment James straightens, “You know, It is quite improper for a young lady to be in a man’s bedroom so late at night.” His usual manners play with the flirtatious undertones of his words.

“What will people think?”, he continues.

Mika recognizes the out that he is giving her a chance to choose between the gentleman and the demon. A wicked grin breaks across her face, “They’ll think I’m the lucky girl who gets to fuck an incubus.”

Suddenly, Mika is pushed against the wall. She registers one of James’ hands under her ass while his hips pin hers. The other is gently guiding her jaw in a passionate kiss. Their mouths work in tandem for several long moments, every movement of James’ lips sends waves of heat crashing into her core.

When they finally break apart, flushed and panting, James’ eyes glow a warm gold. “May I?”

“Please” The word is barely out of Mika’s mouth before a warm tingling sensation rushes through her. The world slows as the enthrallment kicks in, Mika’s attention is focused solely on the demon between her legs, pining her to the wall.

 His eyes look fierce without glasses to soften them. Mika wonders how far she can push him. She starts by grabbing the towel around his neck and tossing it to the floor. Then her hands find his chest again and slide his open shirt off his shoulders. James carefully shifts his hold on her to let it fall to the floor while keeping Mika off the ground.

She takes in his form approvingly, trying her best to replicate how his gaze made her feel. Her eyes lock onto a bulge in the satin on his pants. One hand drifts lazily down his stomach before groping lower. Mika gasps as he twitches in her hand. His head thuds against the wall next to hers as he groans out her name.

“James!” her voice sounds desperate in her ears. His teeth come to the thin straps on her shoulder. A hand mirrors the motion on her other side and her bikini top and sundress are pulled down below her breasts.

James wastes no time in lavishing her breasts. The gentle circles of his tongue send energy spiraling down between her thighs.

Mika squirms in pleasure, searching desperately for friction to sate the burning in her core. Her hips buck forward and she slides against James’ hip.

“Don’t move or I’ll drop you!” James growls around her nipple. But he does release her other breast and slides his fingers along her inner thigh. When they reach her bikini bottoms, nimble fingers untie the knots at each hip before throwing the garment away.

Mika gasps as the cool air moves against her folds.

James locks eyes with her as one finger traces agonizing patterns around her clit. Mika bites her lip, and moans as she does her best to repress the desire to squirm under his touch.

Mika is growing hotter and hotter. Energy swirls from everywhere in her body down to the small bundle of nerves James is teasing and back out again. Every cycle is more intense than the last and Mika feels she may lose her mind from the pleasure if it goes on much longer. She dares not move and become unsecure in James’ grasp, but she does have one more tool in her arsenal.

“R—Raestrao!” she cries as another ripple of pleasure radiates from her core.

The incubus shudders almost imperceptibly as he pants open-mouthed. Mika sees a dangerous glint in his eyes that sends new shivers down to where James’ fingers have halted.

Mika hooks her fingers into his waistband and pushes it down. James’ cock springs free and bounces against her folds. The pair gasp at the sudden sensation.

In an instant James’ head is pressed into her. Mika squeezes her walls around him. His lips pull back in a snarl as he thrusts quickly into her. Mika chokes on a gasp at the sudden fullness, reveling in the slight twinge in her muscles that she’d never be able to achieve alone.

She’s allowed one more moment to adjust before James starts pushing into her at a punishing pace.

Mika lets her head fall back against the wall; her eyes screwed shut as she’s flooded with wave after wave of pleasure. Her dull nails carve into the flesh of James’ back, earning her another deep groan.

James shifts his feet and nails her against the wall. Mika’s energy swirls violently in her body funneling down to where she and James are connected. For a moment everything is white, Mika is floating in an ocean of tingling pleasure.

Then a dam breaks and Mika is screaming for James. She’s not sure which names she’s using, maybe both. She distantly realizes she hears her own name too.

A moment later, the hotel room comes back into focus. James slowly slides out from her, then leans her against his chest as he walks towards the bed. They collapse onto it unceremoniously.

They remain a sweaty pile of tangled limbs and heavy breathing for several minutes. Eventually, James brushes the hair out of Mika’s face, “love?”

His voice sounds so uncertain. Mika reassures him with a long and tender kiss. Her hands trace gently over his scalp. They share a warm smile as they finally break apart.

“You know, you’re pretty loud when you want to be. What will people think?” Mika finally finds the words to tease James who promptly blushes.

Just as he opens his mouth the respond, Matthew’s voice echoes from the other side of the wall, “They’ll think ‘please shut up and let the rest of us get some sleep!’”

[desired-fantasy-writings]

Pls do some general dating headcanons for Von Kaiser. Thank you very much. Hope you'll have a wonderfull day♥️

Von Kaiser Dating Headcanons

A/N: Cominggggg right up! Thank you for requesting Anon. 🫶💜 Hope you have a wonderful day as well!

Requested by: Anon Warnings: Some headcanons are a bit depressing, didn't intentionally mean to write them as such, it kind of just happened. Readers Gender: Gender Neutral Fanfic Type: Headcanons Fanfic Genre: SFW Word Count: 789

• Dating Von Kaiser is not easy. Not saying it's completely stressful, but there's definitely moments when it can be difficult. A lot of love, care, support, and patience is needed for a man like Von who’s experienced mostly negative encounters in his life.

• Mans has a lot of trauma. It's speculated that he could be a war vet, possibly the reason why he suffers from a form of shellshock and PTSD, another reason why his ticks occur, or he's just always had them even before. He was also belittled and made fun of growing up, so he hides his ticks as much as he can in public as much as it hurts him, let's it all go when he's home and alone. 

• Also got made fun of for being German, so he's too scared to share his heritage and culture.

• Von doesn't view himself as worthy of a partner and considering his age he thinks he's too old now to find love. With his ticks as well people tend to keep their distance from him, not understanding that it's just a thing he has as he can't help it from happening.

• Von hasn't seeked love, but instead it came to him either meeting elsewhere or meeting his S/O as they brought their kid/relative to his training program for kiddos. Whatever the case may be.

• It's a very slow burn as Von keeps his walls up, but the more he sees his S/O the more he opens up - eventually opening up to them about how he grew up, his condition, what he experienced during the war.

• Von needs someone who will accept all of what he is, and whatever he has done in the past he heavily regrets with a bleeding heart, so to speak, doing what he can to make up for it, even if it's a little bit by teaching kids self defense. Seeing past his battle scars, he's just a broken man who just wants a partner, people who will care and love him for who he is without making him hide his true self.

• It would be a good couple years before anything would happen in terms of romantic pursuit, most likely his S/O would have to engage to hint at their interest in him. Von wouldn't believe it at first… as time went on he shared more of himself and to be met with love and acceptance is all he ever wanted in a partner, and he finally had it.

• Beginning to date Von Kaiser would take A L O T of baby steps as Von is inexperienced with love his S/O would have to guide him if they have experience already in romance. If they don't either, they’ll learn together from each other what they like and don't like.

• Von is only really ok with light touches, hand holding and gentle hand kisses, not too huge on public affection as he gets easily embarrassed and also wants to keep up a tough facade. 

• Can get very angry and jealous very fast  if someone were to dare mess with his S/O.... He will not hesitate to defend them if needed be.

• Is honestly traditional. Will always be the one paying for dates, opening doors, loves to dance, writing love letters; Quite a gentleman when he can be, but can also be clumsy.

• However, he won't force his S/O to stay home or slave away for him, oh no. Von’s more than proud of them for working and being independent as well. He was taught better than that as he only had his mama in his life, respecting woman more then most because of her. His father wasn't in the picture as he died when Von was just a young boy.

• Often tinkers on his off time. Sometimes leaves little things he made around the house for his S/O to find. Lovesss making gifts for the people he loves. A total gift giver.

• Often has reoccurring nightmares waking up in the middle of the night, either in a cold sweat or screaming. Holding the poor man helps so much… he prefers being little spoon on nights like that. 

• Not the greatest at communicating his feelings and thoughts, but he tries! In those moments he writes whatever's on his mind on paper and hands it to his S/O. It's the best way for him to communicate when he is struggling to express himself verbally.

• Von uses a mixture of his S/O’s name and sweet nicknames in German.

• As long as he's with his S/O, making sure there's food on the table, working hard, and making time for dates; he's fine living a simple life with his love. :)

[kotikaleo]

Summary of art 2024!

Once again making a year summary, like last year

Gosh the chose in April and November were hard

What can I say... A lot of things happened like any other year XD. I feel happier this year, I am slowly accepting my disabilities and listening to my own body, and in general I was in a better situation this year than any other before! Woah living in a good enviorment with people you like and loving your self trully improves your life quality, who could've thought! This year I:

Took part in Art Fight! A trilling experience looking so much forward to it again!

Finally have my own table!

became "That One Boat Boys Artist From Instagram"

kinda got burned out of cosplay, so taking a break from it

skipped Inktober :c

made wooden pins and other types of mecrh I am proud of

drew a few pages of comic full color and background

made new friend and mutals alonmg the way 👀

and I got better at sketching!

The sketch challage failed drammatically, I didn't even make it through a month, but I think I sucseeded in a different way. I bought a lot of colorfull pens and now i sketch freely without eracer in traditional and the rusults are awesome and make me happy. I wanted to draw more in traditional for a long time and now looking back I wanna laugh for I killed two birds with one stone but not in way I thought I would, and that's wonderfull about this life.

This year I wanna challage myself to draw 9 full finished artworks this year. Not 12 I am pretty sure I can't do a finished artwork full background and all every moth, but also 6 feels like too little, but YEAH!! I want to draw full illustrations, background, rendering and all that! Let's see how exactly I will slay that challange 👀

Honestly looking back I think the most important achivment I did this year:

I was happy

I just enjoed my like, and I think this is most important in life.

🌺🌸🌺Thnank you all for being with me on this jorney! I hope to share this next 2025 year with you as well!🌺🌸🌺

April be like