#otp: winter garden in bloom

[princesssarisa]

Character ask: Kai (The Snow Queen)

Favorite thing about them: When he's "himself," he's a kind-hearted, brave, intelligent boy, who isn't ashamed to be best friends with a girl or to do "un-boyish" activities with her, like planting roses or listening to fairy tales.

Least favorite thing about them: The way he turns into a cold-hearted brat who teases and mocks everyone after the mirror shards pierce his eye and heart. Of course it's not his fault; it's evil magic. But it arguably does reflect a change that all too often takes place in preteen boys as they grow up and learn toxic masculinity.

Three things I have in common with them:

*I love roses, stories, and songs.

*I love the beauty of winter.

*As a preteen and teen I could be a bit of a brat, but I outgrew it.

Three things I don't have in common with them:

*I'm female.

*I'm bad at math.

*I've never cared much for sledding.

Favorite line:

His response to Gerda's fear of the Snow Queen when they first learn about her:

"Only let her come. I'll set her on the stove and then she'll melt."

brOTP: Gerda.

In crossover-land, I might also like to see him befriend Edmund Pevensie from The Chronicles of Narnia. They have some things in common, after all, and C.S. Lewis probably drew some inspiration from the Snow Queen's captivation of Kai when he wrote the White Witch's captivation of Edmund. Although Edmund does worse things than Kai does, of course, and then has more of a redemption arc.

OTP: The most obvious choice is Gerda, though I don't think their love needs to be viewed as romantic, per se. (See "Unpopular Opinion" below.)

nOTP: The Snow Queen.

Random headcanon: The first winter back at home after his time with the Snow Queen, he'll be uneasy because the snow will remind him of what he went through. But for the first time, Gerda will fully appreciate the beauty of snow and ice, because it was in the Snow Queen's icy castle that she found Kai again and saved him.

Unpopular opinion: I wish more adaptations would go back to the original story and portray him as Gerda's platonic best friend. I don't think it's necessary either to rewrite them as siblings or to age them up and make them lovers. Whenever I hear of an adaptation doing one or the other, it seems to say either that the writers don't think platonic friendship can be strong enough to make Gerda journey to the ends of the earth to bring Kai home, or else that they don't think a friendship that strong can exist between a girl and a boy. Both of those viewpoints are nonsense.

Song I associate with them:

The hymn “Softly now the light of day,” because the Let’s Pretend radio adaptation in the 1940s used it as Gerda’s hymn, in place of the “rose hymn” Andersen wrote:

The lyrics Let’s Pretend used were

Softly now the light of day

Fades upon our sight away

Happy children, Lord, are we

Bless and keep us dear to Thee

I could also easily imagine text based on Andersen’s hymn lyrics being set to the same tune. For example:

In the vale where roses grow

The Christ-child speaks to us below.

Roses bloom and cease to be,

But we shall the Christ-child see.

Favorite picture of them:

In the rooftop garden with Gerda, by Arthur Rackham.

In the Snow Queen's sleigh, by Nika Goltz.

Also by Goltz: Gerda's embrace that melts the ice from his heart.

Gazing out the window with Gerda, by Christian Birmingham.

Also by Birmingham: in the Snow Queen's palace.

Also by Birmingham: leaving the palace with Gerda.

With the Snow Queen, by Susan Jeffers.

Also with the Snow Queen, by Debra McFarlane.

In the Snow Queen's sleigh, by Vladyslav Yerko.

Gerda's ice-melting embrace, by P.J. Lynch.

[jerzwriter]

What is your MC/LI s favorite season and why? What is your OTPs fave thing to do in each season?

Tobias and Casey both prefer the fall. However, I imagine they like all seasons, with summer being a strong second-place contender.

Ethan loves the spring, and Kaycee loves the fall; they both enjoy the summer since getting the beach house.

Eli and Zoe like winter best, not for the weather (Zoe is always cold, always), but because there is much less zombie activity in the cold weather, so they get a little break.

For their favorite things to do in each season, please see below.

Tobias/Casey: Spring: They both love the weather becoming warmer and flowers blooming again. Tobias likes that he can start playing basketball outside again, and Casey loves that she can take long walks around Boston (later DC) without freezing her butt off.

Summer: Casey loves rocking a bikini, and Tobias loves watching Casey rock a bikini.

Fall: They both love sweater and jean weather, the changing leaves, and pumpkin picking. Casey loves pumpkin pie, and Tobias loves apple cider. They are both MAJORLY into Halloween.

Winter: They love the holidays and go all out. Casey loves ice skating, and Tobias loves snowball fights. They both enjoy playing in the snow like children.

Ethan/Kaycee:

Spring: Outdoor cafes and strolls along the waterfront for both. Once they have a house (not the condo) I think Ethan will enjoy some gardening (Kaycee will have nothing to do with that. lol)

Summer: Going to their beach home and watching the stars together at night. Ethan loves Kaycee's summer wardrobe, and Kaycee loves seeing those legs outside of the house.

Fall: Long rides in the countryside and antiquing. Pumpkin everything. Sweater weather.

Winter: They honestly like the season. They bundle up and still take walks around town. They also love being able to put on the fireplace and snuggle. Hot cocoa ranks high for Kaycee, Eggnog for Ethan.

Eli/Zoe:

Spring: Spring is bittersweet. Yes, it's warmer and pretty, but it also means zombie activity picks up again. But they do enjoy that the food supply is more stable as gardening can begin again, and Zoe loves being less cold.

Summer: They both love taking long rides on the motorcycle and swimming (skinny dipping 👀) at the lake.

Fall: Eli appreciates the weather cooling off, and Zoe loves the changing colors of the leaves. They both love the Fall Festival they hold at Olympus when they're able to. And Zoe loves all things pumpkin.

Winter: By far the best thing is less drone activity, followed by how beautiful Olympus looks in the snow. They love celebrating holidays together and snuggling up to keep warm.

Thanks for the fun ask!

[deokmis]

winter is finally here!

[fckinsupreme]

I couldn't decide from the list of Valentines day asks, so I'M ASKING FOR ALL. FIGHT ME, WHITNEY. xD From 1 to whichever SPILL.

WHY YOU DO THIS TO MEEEEEEE @anarchyslaughtcr

do you have a crush on anyone?

Not at the moment!

what’s your favorite candy?

I love Reese’s cups and Jolly Ranchers 

favorite love song?

Your Song by Elton John is definitely one of my top faves 

what was your first kiss like?

It was pretty nice! He was my first boyfriend and it was really special, I’ll never forget it 

what was your last kiss like?

It was great!

sexual/romantic orientation?

Bisexual biromantic 

do you prefer poems or love letters?

I love both but wow I’m a sucker for love letters 

favorite fanfic trope?

Enemies to lovers is always a classic faveeee

have you ever been in love?

Yep!

favorite milkshake flavor?

Vanilla

dinner dates or brunch dates?

Dinner 

favorite flowers?

Roses and lilies 

favorite perfume/cologne?

I have SO MANY: Coco Mademoiselle by Chanel, Dylan Blue by Versace, Romance by Ralph Lauren, Gucci Bloom, Garden by Dolce & Gabbana, and J’Adore by Dior 

favorite candle scent?

Bath & Body Works used to have this amazing scent called Sparkling Icicles that I FUCKING LOVE. It smells so damn good, like they had the hand soap and the candle (i think lotion & such as well, but i’m not sure)

what’s your ideal first date?

I’m actually really simple when it comes to dates. Like I’m a sucker for the classic dinner & movie or just a movie date with some discussion of it afterwards over some coffee or something. To me, that’s a perfect date. 

favorite love story?

Hmm….Noah & Allie from The Notebook 

what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear?

A suit and tie 

chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet?

ALL THREEEEEEE

snow, rain, or sun?

Rain and sun. Snow can diiiie

sweetest romantic memory?

Hmm...I’d say when my ex surprised me with my favorite meal, favorite flowers, favorite wine, and a bubble bath after I had a long, hard day 

favorite dating sim (and favorite character)?

I don’t really play dating sims 

fictional crushes?

Xavier Plympton, Duncan Shepherd, Alex Vause, Winter Anderson, Montana Duke...the list goes on 

what’s your dream wedding like?

I’ve honestly never given it much thought, because I don’t really want to get married honestly. But I guess, if I do have one, I’d want it simple: A church wedding, just close friends & family from both me and the person I’m marrying, small reception after. 

what makes you blush?

When people compliment me or praise me honestly 

do you believe in love at first sight?

No. I believe in /infatuation/ at first sight, but not love 

do you believe in soulmates?

Yes

denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets?

LEATHERRRRRRR

what’s your sign?

Cancer

are you single?

Yes

do you prefer to charm, or be charmed?

Both honestly 

guitar or piano?

Guitar 

favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)?

Already answered!

do you fall in love easily?

Noooooooo. It takes me a long time to fall in love with someone 

valentine’s decorations: yay or nay?

Nay. I like the aesthetics and such, but I can’t be assed to ever put any up or anything 

would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal?

I think it would depend, honestly. But again, I’ve never really thought about a proposal, but I guess I would like it to be something romantic & thoughtful. Something special, you know? 

cloud gazing or star gazing?

Star gazing

do you like to dance?

No

what’s your OTP?

I have way too many to even list omg 

kittens or puppies?

BOTH

coffee, hot chocolate, or tea?

All three but I loooove tea 

favorite soda?

Cherry Pepsi Zero Sugar and Dr. Pepper

do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?

Gazing wistfully out the window 

favorite ABBA song?

DANCING QUEEN

fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice)]

I didn’t get any names so I can’t answer this oneee

favorite pajamas?

I have this really big shirt that I love to lounge around in 

favorite liquor?

Whiskey 

do you think about love a lot?

Already answered!

a walk in the park or a walk on the beach?

Park 

hand kisses or nose kisses?

Hand kisses 

what’s your dreamhouse?

I would love an old Victorian house, maybe remodelled a little. I want a nice, spacious living room, a big kitchen, a nice master bedroom, and a huge bathroom. I also want a library to store all of my books in

[wiccankonan]

Some things about myself game: tagged by the cutie @rainbowcicada

1.Name?: Lauren

2. Nickname?: cookie monster, lion, little lauren

3. Zodiac?: Aries

4. Height?: barely 5'1

5. Ethnicity?: Hungarian/Cuban.

6. Sexual orientation?: gay

7. Favorite fruit?: all fruit is good fruit bitch.

8. Favorite season?: Fall, ~ October, the trifecta of fall and impending winter and Christmas// + much joy, cute sweaters and Halloween

9. Favorite song?: how can someone have A favorite song. ? That’s impossible for me, right now I’m listening to Defiance of Ohio - you are loved

10. Favorite flower?: Sunflowers are in -your- face happy and I love them. Also the wildflower because it blooms in cement, and that’s some poetry right there, also It’s not a weed idc what anyone says

11. Favorite book?: White Fang by Jack London.

12. Favorite animal?: I get this alot and I love all animals, something about wolves and whales, though. .

13. Favorite beverage?: Water, Apple Juice, wine

14. Favorite fictional characters?: Killua has been on my mind so much, and deep down, I push Madara to the side to love and cherish my little assassin. Kenma, Asami, Konan, Sasuke, Honey Senpai. Ugh I always hate this question, I love tew much

15. Dream trip?: Alaskan wilderness exploration

16. Killed people?: *cries because I eat meat sometimes*

17. Siblings?: two

18. Horror movies?: yas but you must take care of me afterwards and check the bathroom before I go in.

19. Reason to smile?: The sheer oddity of being alive in this vessel that is on a giant rock that is rotating a sun. Korrasmi is canon. My favorite people are still breathing, plants, laughter….

20. Questions you’re always asked?: My age, I’m 22

21. Favorite food?: My mama’s food// pizza, chicken nuggets. My veins are 45% pasta sauce

22. A gift you want to recieve?: Gaara as a real son I can have a cactus garden with

23. Favorite ship/ OTP?: Sasunarusasu owns this soul/KageHina

24. One thing that changed about you?: finding myself content with who I am and who I strive to be as a person/ I like me more/ I trust my gut // become more spiritual and I know what really has substance to my being happy n okay

25. First ship?: !!!! JohnnyCakes and Dallas Winston, from The Outsiders. *sobs* rest easy, my gay sons.

26. Fear you want to conquer?: My bouts of paranoia for all kinds of things/expressions/places/people.

27. Favorite Fanfiction?: Healing the Broken by KizuKatana

28. Favorite sport?: Volleyball, all of Karasuno is my children

29. Blog age: I never fucking know

30. Followers: Lovely and supportive, all 1,093?something of you are my babies whom I cherish

uuu I tag @pastelcruz cause I feel comfy bothering her n she’s adorable

[forcedapotheosis-blog]

Gloomy Days

So, how am I going to start this one? A while ago, maybe three months or so, I was scavenging the internet for fanfiction regarding my OTP in One Piece, SaNami, but after a while I didn’t find any new ones. But no problem, eh? Be the change you want to see in this world! Thus I started writing my own, my second fanfiction in general, in German, mind you, and thought it was going to be a oneshot. Well, so much for that, three months later I’m still not freaking finished. And until the muse kisses me again, I decided to translate it into English and share it with you. Please, cut me some slack though, it’s very average and, at times, a bit too angsty. Plus English is not my mother tongue and I’m a far cry from being a Shakespearean scholar. That said, I hope that you can force yourself to enjoy the first chapter. Cursive are the character’s thoughts.

Disclaimer: One Piece doesn’t belong to me. Which is a shame.

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Chapter I – Broken, damned and drained

“Cast your stone into the water now

And watch the ripples spread like poison

Under the gun, underneath

You'll feel slaughtered and betrayed”

Witchcraft – White Light Suicide

Can't believe that I really came here. It's like cutting my own flesh, some kinda shitty devil must've possessed me, forced me to endure this torture.

Despite these grim thoughts, the scenery Sanji was enjoying in this very moment was far from horrible. Not a single cloud shrouded the bluest sky imaginable and the sun shone in all its glory. He was sitting on a bench, quietly staring at the marvellous estate before him. Two wide floors, born from the finest architecture one could find this side of the Grandline, surrounded by pillars made of incredibly expensive marble.

The owner must've been financially gifted.

Also, the obvious addiction to perfection didn't seem to stop when it came to the encompassing garden, blooming in all the wonderful colours of spring, seamlessly becoming one with nature while still holding its own special place. At this very moment, a literal army of gardeners  was working tirelessly to preserve the status quo, only adding one little piece to it: They were planting tangerine trees. Sanji of course knew where they came from.

Doesn't come of as a surprise, eh? She never settled for anything but the best., he thought.

He should've felt warm, sitting under the bright midday sun while wearing a custom tailored black smoking and, instead of his usual tie, a bow-tie made of silk. A few minutes ago, he had opened the jacket before sitting down to have a cigarette and contemplate his situation.

Look, even the shitty sun's giggling about the poor clown that is me. Goddamn shitty schadenfreude. So grossly incandescent, it seems that there's never going to be night-time again while I'm probably facing my darkest days here. Oh, l'ironie!, surprisingly enough though, he smiled. A tired and resignated smile, but nonetheless a smile. And the only thing that seemed to fit into his current mood. Fate had forced his hand when answering her invitation, fate and a whole lot of booze. How long has it been since the Straw Hats were forced to disband? How did it happen? He wasn't able to recall, mostly because he didn't want to. It's been a terrible time for all of them. He could still remember their former captain, Monkey D. Luffy, crying bitter tears of helplessness, vowing that they'll meet each other again to continue their adventures and the pursuit of their dreams.

 All of them again, together. Those have been his words.

But nothing did ever come true. I should be the last person to be surprised by that, shouldn't I? That's what comes from living a life of making empty promises to each and every attractive woman under the sun. Promised 'em the moon and the stars, but still left with the first light of dawn. Even after the bonds of friendship were shattered, even when I wasn't forced to live as a fugitive anymore, I couldn't stop moving to new places, from island to island, from woman to woman.

The cigarette was finished and he slowly thought about moving, not wanting to risk a late arrival to the ceremony, but he couldn't be bothered with that right now. Thus, he ignited another one. A ritual of his own. The first draw from a fresh cigarette always breathed life back into his body and soul, sometimes literally. With a slight smile on his lips, he remembered shrugging off devastating damage done to his body just by smoking. But those days were gone, probably forever. Why fight anymore, for anything?

At least some of us have been able to .. finally be happy with their lot in life. Shouldn't I be happy for them?, but he wasn't able to force himself to feel good, not for them, not for anyone. It even seemed to him that an eternity had passed since he felt anything at all anyway.

From a strictly objective point of view, those past years had been good to him. He managed to gain a small fortune with his cooking and his name was first on the list of many a food connaisseur on the entire Grand Line and all the four Blues. No, not 'Black Leg' Sanji. And don't even bother with that whole Vinsmoke-thing. He was 'Sanji, protégé of Uke Mochi', the mythical goddess of food. Sanji couldn't even remember when it was that he dropped the 'Black Leg', but sometimes, when his mind drifted away, he was compelled to remember just how proud he had once been.

All the lives he - no, they - touched, all the tyrants they brought down, the marvellous and sorrowful moments they shared were connected to 'Black Leg'.

And maybe that was very the reason he had to get rid of it.

Absentmindedly, he gazed upon the estate, inclining his head from one side to the other, asking himself how many rooms this monster had anyway. And in how many of these rooms one lucky man received what and who he had been denied for so many years. He arrived an hour ago but had not yet taken any steps to introduce himself to the personnel or the owner.

Because he didn't know how he would react to seeing her again. Her beautiful copper-coloured hair .. I wonder how she wears it now. Still long? Maybe short again? Pinned-up maybe? Oh my.., her gentle and clever brown eyes, so deep that a man could drown himself in there, sometimes, especially when she was working on some kind of plan, looking sly, making her even more attractive. Her face as a whole, he was sure about that much, would still look like angels descended from the Heavens to sculpture it, their one flawless masterpiece walking amongst mere mortals. Only .. happy now, that she has arrived somewhere in her life after all the running, the fighting and falling of silent tears. No longer restless, no longer a fugitive, no longer burdened with fear about what would happen the next day.

Did they not have good times too? Even with the marines ever so close by, even with all the pirates that had a different understanding of that word than they had. At least they usually didn't have to go to bed with their stomachs empty.

But .. I guess I can understand her. These times left everyone of us scarred in more than one way, and some of them will never be able to heal .. but could it be that she had the worst lot of us all? At least I wasn't kidnapped and forced into marriage by that .. beast, Absalom. Yeah, I think I understand why she has chosen this way. Away from everything, conquering new frontiers., actually, he did want to walk the path of oblivion too.

Of course, he never thought about marriage. But after the end of the Straw Hats, he just wanted to forget everything, not willing to torture himself any more than he already did.

Before his thoughts could drift away again, he suddenly became aware of somebody entering his sphere of solitude.

"Marimo."

"Ero-cook."

A few seconds passed until they finally looked at each other and somehow both of them knew that it wasn't easy for the other one to be here. No matter how aloof they had tried to be when the bonds of friendship, nakamaship even, couldn't hold the crew together any longer, each and everyone of them was devastated. "Didn't expect to see you here, ero-cook.", the former pirate hunter Roronoa Zoro finally tried to start a real conversation, even though in his usual laconic manner.

"And I didn't expect that you'd make it in time before the ceremony ended, all the guests left and Winter Solstice.", was the obvious answer. The pirate hunter's bad sense of direction was the stuff of legends.

Sanji took a last draw of his cigarette and flung it away, pulling out another one while exhaling the smoke into the warm day.

"It's not like that you're very punctual yourself, mh? On your way here, did you have to cling to the last pieces of virility your startlingly small frame possesses?", surprisingly enough, the green-haired swordsman wore a suit himself. Not custom tailored, of course, but it was an actual suit. And it was even more surprising that this very guy, who usually couldn't care less about his appearance - as long as it was terrifying – seemed to have at least basic knowledge about the colours he could put on with that rather uncommon hair of his. Over a pale shirt, he wore a navy blue suit coat, complemented by trousers of the same colour. He didn't wear a tie though, but that didn't surprise Sanji in the least. The swordsman always went for a more casual look, but he could've done a lot worse.

"Actually, I saw you from a distance and it took me half the day igniting candles and having a hell of a lot of moments of silence for the poor, sodding drunkard that finished your attire.", both men looked at each other again and, surprisingly enough, both of them smiled the very same smile. For just one second, it seemed to both of them, the past was alive and well, new adventures and friends on their way.

"Jokes aside, I did not expect to see you ever again, ero-cook, here in the least of all places.", some seriousness found its way back into the conversation and both immediatly knew it, Sanjis mind unable to ignore it all. Maybe I wouldn't have come if I had received the invitation when I was sober. Maybe I would've just torn it apart to burn it and throw its ashes into the wind instead of thinking about all the good times we had for hours on end, weeping bitter tears just to accept it in the end, because I persuaded myself that I had to see her one last time.. How could I even think that some dreams are worth suffering, fighting for? Could've just stabbed myself right in the shitty chest, it'd amount to the same. What an idiot I am.., instead of replying with even one of these things, he just fell into a somber silence and for a second it seemed that not even the sun in all its glory and schadenfreude did not dare to touch him.

The first conversation after so many years it was, he didn't want to start it with lies.

More moments passed and the good mood had gone into the the realms of forgottenness.