#people show me closeness and vulnerability and are kind and considerate

[loveserum]

ok but what if I never fall in love like that again. what if I never love like that again

[fishnapple]

FUTURE SPOUSE : WHAT YOU LOVE ABOUT THEM

(can also apply to long-term committed partner)

This is a general reading meant for multiple people. Take only what resonates and leave out the rest.

Your feedback is much appreciated. If you find the reading resonated with you, leave a comment, I’d love to know 🎐

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1. Carnelian

The Carnelian stone, which represents this group, looks like a heart with The Moon stone right above it, open, its dark side is exposed, making the impression of a heart broadcasting something. I can see that this person has an open heart. They put their vulnerability on an open platter for you to see. They had been hurt in the past, their heart is full of scars, but they don't hide it. It takes great bravery to do that, and you will love them for it.

They know how to move on from past hurt, from pains, especially in relationships. They didn't become pessimistic because of it. They have learnt the lessons and are ready to do better in the future. You won't see bitterness in them, they're probably the kind that don't talk bad about their ex, even if that ex had hurt them badly. This trait will also be clearly felt when you two have arguments or in conflicts. They may be angry, you may shout at each other, but they will cool down and think rationally about the problem and ready to solve it together with you, no passive-aggressive actions. After that, they won't bring it up again in the future just to make you feel bad.

Part of the reason why they can bravely face the conflict and move on is because they can detach their mind from the conflict, able to see it from many viewpoints. They are fully aware of their emotions, but they don't let them run amok and cloud their mind. They give equal respect to both emotion and rationality. At times, they can even appear a little cold or detached, too logical, but you will still admire that about them or even find it attractive.

They could have a very unique beauty or what is considered classic beauty but put a creative spin to it. The kind that stands out, or at least in your eyes, you will always be able to find them in a crowd. Not exactly because it's so exceptional but because it shows individuality.

I don't think they are a conventional person, something about them is going against the grain of society. They are a free thinker, the way they think and speak is unique and beautiful. It's full of wisdom and maturity. You can learn a lot from them. Their advice is kind and considerate and you will feel their love through it.

Above all, you love their compassion for life. They are a humble person, despite their talents and wisdom, they don't go around lecturing and ordering people. They understand that everyone has their own problems and fears, so even in conflict, they won't go out of their way to demolish the other person. They have the mindset of 'Live and let live'.

Being with them will make you feel peaceful, understood, and free. At times, it will feel like a gentle breeze blowing through your hair in the middle of a field, at other times, it will feel like sinking yourself into the tub, warm water washing away all of your fatigue.

2. Tiger's eye

I get a feel that this person spoils you a lot. They would try to fulfil your every wish, as long as it's in their ability. It could be buying you gifts, cooking your favourite dishes, helping around the house etc. They just know how to make you feel safe and satisfied.

They are generous and dependable. A part of them is very adventurous while another part of them is more traditional and liking structure. This traditional part is likely shown only in close relationships. You can feel that they treat you more specially, more preciously, they put serious intention into the relationship with you.

They could be a little clingy? wanting to be with you at every moment, somehow the old song 'I don't want to miss a thing' by Aerosmith comes to mind. You may complain about it sometimes but I think secretly, you do enjoy that kind of behaviour. It shows loyalty.

They would like to take the more dominant role in the relationship, wanting to lead and plan ahead for both of you. If you are someone more on the passive side, this will make you more at ease. Beware of the tendency for 'laziness' and 'dependency' though, since they take on the more active role and like to do things more.

The way they talk, it's smooth and has a sway to it. They could give you lots of compliments, not the shallow, generic kind but the kind that unique only to you, makes you feel that they pay attention to every small detail about you. They sure know how to flatter your ego a bit and make you feel more confident in yourself.

Whatever darkness is hiding in your closet, they will pull it out for you, gently, persuasively, do a spring cleaning and give you a better perspective on those issues. You may feel resistant at first, but gradually, with time, you will come to appreciate their doing this for you. They could buy you a house but they'd rather help you build your own house.

Another thing you love about them is their passion, it's spontaneous and out of the blue, like electricity. Things are planned in such an unplanned way that you will be surprised every time. Being with them will feel safe but never boring.

You guys may also communicate a lot through dreams or other psychic means. The connection has a strong spiritual side to it. You and them both intuitively know what the other person is thinking without many words spoken. It's a silent understanding, a link between two spirits.

3. Aventurine

I get a sense of candidness from this person. They have a style of expression that is both soft, childlike yet wise and mature at the same time.

They have a dry or wacky sense of humour that you love. It touches other's insecurities in such an odd way that make others feel at ease and safe with them. For example, you guys have to go somewhere dark but you have a fear of the darkness, instead of making fun of you for it, they will act all scared and jumpy and insist on holding your hand to calm them down, even if they don't actually scare of the dark. They can make fun of themselves and bring themselves down a bit to elevate the other person. You would have your fears gradually banished by being with them. They help you to be more courageous.

Even though they act like that, they don't seem to be someone that people can mess with. Maybe they have a very intimidating air about them. The way they deliver the jokes could be very deadpan. But it will make you laugh and make you feel protected.

This person doesn't have a big ego. They're self confident, as in being sure of themselves and that's for them is enough, they don't feel the need to go around imposing their will on other people, advertising their brilliance to get praise. In fact, this person is very down-to-earth, praise actually come naturally to them. Because of their sureness in themselves, they know where they stand in a relationship, what they want from a relationship, where the relationship is going, so they are decisive. They will tell you straightforwardly how they feel and what they want for the relationship. If there's a problem in the relationship, they will address it clearly to you and expect both of you to solve it together. You will love them for their honesty and their way of approaching everything.

They could be the best hugger. You love being hugged by them. Something feels soft and warm, yet sturdy. They may not be a big person but their energy is big. Even if their physique is smaller than you, hugging them will feel like hugging a big tree or a big teddy bear.

They are also very giving. They will share their time, their resources with you without second thought, or for some hidden motives. There could be a boundary issue though, you may sometimes feel that you guys have fused with each other, the boundary of what is yours, and what is theirs will be blurred. Maybe you're someone who likes to be one with your partner, then you could find this to be of no issue.

4. Clear quartz

This person seems like someone who is very good with words. They could be in the publishing, writing, or journalism. Or singing.

They are like a magician, there's magic in their work. They have an expansive inner world. When you get closer to them and take a peek inside their world, you will see its marvels, like a large reservoir, an inner creative power generator. They can translate that power into their works, works that can move many people. It comes with rigorous hard work, though. They are dedicated to whatever they're doing. They want perfection, mastery over it, whatever hard work is needed, they don't mind putting all in. That attitude is what makes dreams come true. And I think you can't help but fall in love with that.

They could seduce you with just words or their voice. The way they talk or sing can speak deep into your soul, pull out your hidden feeling. They could have a healing effect on you that you love. It makes you feel like being cocooned in a velvet blanket.

This person has a sensitive and intense soul. They don't love lightly. Once they are committed to someone, they will be there with that person through thick and thin, always preparing to face the storm together. You will love being loved by them. It's not a common experience. Love is not a common experience, of course. But being in love with them will have a depth that is hard to find with other people. They could make your past relationships feel pale in comparison. This person could show their love for you through physical touch and intimacy. It's when their love will find its rawest expression.

You will love them for for being a humanitarian. They care about the world, society, and people. What they're doing is not just a form of self-expression but also directed towards a bigger goal. They want to contribute to the greater good, to make changes and make people's life better. It may sound like some kind of lofty ideals, but actually they do believe in it. And their faith will be their power. You have fallen in love with a magician, so expect magic and miracles coming out of their hat.

[thequietkid-moonie]

Hi~ Hi! ~How are you? Don't forget to rest, this is very important!

Can I request Welt Yang, Dan Heng and Arlan with a blind reader(gn or male)? Reader can protect himself, reserved and calm, but there are days.... When reader very upset about what he can't see their ٩(๑꒦ິȏ꒦ິ๑)۶

(hurt /comfort )

Reserved and calm blind S/O

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Welt, Dan Heng, Arlan ]

[ Honkai Star Rail ]

Hehe :3c thanks for being so considerate and requesting some of my favorites boooooys ~

I think i already said this before but one of my biggest fears is to be completely blind, but writing this kind of prompt actually makes me feel comforted and less afraid! So thank you

Also WE NEED MORE ARLAN CONTENT!! HE DESERVE MORE LOVE!! COME ONE, HOYOVERSE!! THIS IS NOT FAIR FOR MY POOR BOY!! EVEN PEPPY HAS MORE LOVE

Welt Yang

Once you two start to be in a relationship Welt is already sure of what he feels for you and that he wants to share his life with you, he isn't the type to tell everyone about your relationship but is quite obvious that you two are together by how close he likes to stay with you or the expression full of adoration Welts has whenever he look at you

Welt doesn't think that your disability is a problem for your relasionship and he has no problem with helping you around if you need it, however he won't underestimate you in the slighlest, if you say that you are capable of taking care of yourself then he will step back and let you walk around on your own, just offering you his help when is need it (or when you want it)

Welt loves you and cares for you so of course he will look after your well-being, he wants to make sure you are safe and is willing to use his own strenght to help you and protect you if you ever need it (just as he is willing to protect the rest of the crew), even so he knows really well that you are more than capable to protect yourself and he is willing to step back and let you fight on your own (he doesn't say it often but he feel quite prideful of the fact that you are more capable of protecting yourself, and even more whenever he can see you in action)

Although, whenever you two are in a new place Welt is a little more cautious with where you walk and what you touch, always offering you his hand so he can guide you around until you feel comfortable enough to do it by your self (he can't really let you borrow his cane but he can always get one for yourself)

If you ever ask him to describe something for you he can do it, he takes a moment to be able to think on how to describe something in the best way posible and he is actually really good at doing it (he once worked in an animation company so he knows how to do it, however he sometimes can be a little too specific or talk with technicalities so he may have to explain a few things twice, but he doesn't mind and actually apologize for not being clear enough with a soft chuckle)

Your calm and reserved nature is no a problem for him, he knows that he must win your trust and make you feel comfortable with him for you to open up and he is more than willing to wait for you to talk to him whenever you are ready, in the mean time you two can just spend some quality time together

The only thing that can posibly bother him about your reserved nature is if you hide what you feel and what trouble you, he understand if you don't want to seem as weak (specially by the fact that you are blind and people can underestimate you by that) or even show vulnerability, he is your partner and he wants to be able to help you, he is willing to wait for you to be comfortable but if you don't seem to talk about something that is bothering you Welt will have no other option than ask you right away

Welt knows that even if you are used to your condition and even already learn to live with it that doesn't mean it wont bother you at times or that it can't cause you troubles, so when he gets to know that there are days that you just feel bad about being blind and about not being able to see anything he isn't too surprised about it, still he won't really take it in a bad way nor think you are exaggerating or something

Welt is actually pretty good at comforting you, he doesn't like leaving you alone when you feel so bad but he is more than willing to just sit at your side and make you company, also he can be a shoulder to cry or someone to vent to and he pretty much just let you vent all you need without saying much, just the necesary for you to know that he is here for you (probably just holding you close in a really comforting embrace, as if he was trying to hide you from the world so is just the two of you). Welt is really with words too, he doesn't sugar coat things but know what to say in the right moment

Even if you never feel bad about your condition Welt is constantly giving you reasurance about how amazing and valuable you are, a disability doesn't make you less than anyone else and doesn't make him love you less, so you doesn't have to worry nor feel insecure, and yet he is more than willing to repeat it for you a million of times if that makes you feel better

Dan Heng

Dan Heng may feel quite troubled with the idea of starting a relationship for how much troubles he has with himself and his past, still he doesn't want to stop himself from walk in his own path, so, even if he can feel quite shy about the romantic stuff once he knows he likes you and his feelings are reciprocated he doesn't see why not at least give a try

Dan Heng isn't troubled in the slighest for your disability, he can feel a little sad about when thinking on it but he normally doesn't say anything about it (not wanting to upset you or even offend you by accident), he does respect you a lot and don't exactly underestimate you but he can't help but worry about you, he had a lot of troubles on the past and now that he finally can have some peace with people he can trust and love he just doesn't want to lose that

Even when you tell Dan Heng that you are more than capable to protect yourself that doesn't stop him from wanting to protect you, is just part of his caring nature (and he fears that his past just bring you problems), he just can't help but glance at you from time to time to make sure that you are alright or just to know that you are still there (in all honestly, Dan Heng sometimes just fears that something bad would happen to you and he need that constant reasurance even if you weren't blind he will feel the same)

He prefers to avoid getting into troubles but there are times when it is imposible but is in those times that he can see you actually defending yourself, and, even when he hates seeing you getting into troubles he also feel quite relief and even at ease knowing that you aren't defendless

Dan Heng doesn't mind at all your calm and reserved personality, it is a good change from the March and the trailblazer energetic mess that they are and your personality just helps him feel more at easy and comfortable, he is happy if you two just spend some quality time, even if you were just in the same room doing completely diferent things he will still appreciate those moments with all his heart

Dan Heng tries really hard to don't underestimate because of your disability but he just can't help but want to help you, and most of the times he just does things to help you unconsciously, taking your hand to help you guide yourself or making sure there is nothing that can obstruct your path while walking, he also normally walk by your side and tries to make sure no one bump into you or you yourself end up bumping into something

Whenever you have to visit a new place Dan Heng likes to walk slowly, just waiting for you to feel comfortable enough to walk with more confidence, as well he tries to describe you your surroundings mainly to warn you of what it is around (even when he is close, ready to help you avoid get hurt). He doesn't really think he is good at describing things for you but if you really want to he'll give a try, most of the time he gives good describes about the things you ask him but feels a little embarrassed if someone else heard him doing it (not that he will stop, he just can't say no to you when you ask for his help)

Dan Heng undestands really well your reserved nature, there are things that he prefer to keep for himself too, still he tries to remember you from time to time that you aren't alone in life, you have the rest of the astral express crew and you have him, even if the only thing he can do for you is be by your side the he gladly do it. When he start noticing that you feel more down Dan Heng imediatly has the impulse to offer you help and yet he ask you if he can help or you rather prefer to be alone, he doesn't like the idea of leaving you but if you feel more comfortable by being alone the he will leave you have time for yourself

Dan Heng isn't really the best to offer comfort but he at least decide to be a shoulder to cry if you need it, just letting you vent and hearing you with care, holding you close to him in a comforting embrace (if that helps you and you left him, of course) but without saying much, still he does say a few things about how important you are. Dan Heng feels quite bad about not being able to offer more comfort so he will decide to try to be more open about how much he cares for you and how important you are for him and the rest of the crew (also, he will probably ask Himeko or Welt for some device to be able to help you feel better about yourself)

Arlan

Arlan is someone really caring and selfless and when he start a relasionship with you he is more than ready to try his hardest to be a good boyfriend for you (what will take him some time and tries because Arlan tend to be way too selfless and dedicated to his job), even so, there is no doubt on how much Arlan actually loves you, even his co-workers notice and always express how happy they are for him embarrasing him on the process

The fact that you are blind doesn't bother Arlan but it does worry him, no matter how stronge and capable you are to defend yourself that doesn't stop him from worry about you (but that doesn't mean he doesn't find you incredibly amazing and admirable, everytime he thinks on how you are more than capable to protect yourself even despite not being able to see he feels motivated to do a great job in the Herta Space Station and even become stronger), Arlan is selfless and more than ready to step in the front of the battlefield to protect everyone and everything on the Space Station, and since you are so special for him that feeling just intensifies, he is naturally caring so he will always express it for you (along with his infinite love for you, most of the time he just does without noticing but with a lot of confidence, that is why he always gets embarrased when you or someone else point it out)

Most of the time Arlan is too busy to spend as much time as he would like with you so he treasures all the moments he has with you and actually tries to accommodate his schedule to be with you (thanks to Asta for that too) and when he can't he just let you with Peppy, letting you two at each other's care

Whenever you two are together Arlan tries to pay attention to the surroundings to make sure nothing will get in your way and bring you troubles, however whenever he is with you is just matter of time for him to feel so relaxed that he can let his guard down and just forget about all his work and worries for a moment, and everytime it happens he has a smile in his face, without fail. Even if he gets distracted he is quick to react, so even if he lets his guard down if something may threaten you (even something small like an obstacle that makes you stumble) he is quick to take care of it and will even apologize for let it happen

Arlan doesn't feel to skilled to be able to describe things for you if you ask him, he is more formal when describing things because of his work so he isn't confident to do it because he thinks he may just end up disappointing you so he ask Asta to do it for him, he knows she is better at helping you with that so he just steps back and watch you two talk about all you want (he feels a little bad for not being able to help you but doesn't really say it), but if you want to touch something to take a glance of it he will be happy to be there to you to hand you whatever you want to touch and make sure you don't hurt yourself by accident (if you want to touch his face he will be incredibly flustered but wont be able to say no)

Arlan is respectful of your reserved personality and the fact that you are so calm actually helps him feel more relaxed and have time to actually rest whenever he is with you, still he may feel a little bit anxious if after some time of being in a relationship you still are too reserved and prefer to don't talk to him about how you feel, he'll try to help you feel comfortable to open up but he isn't too sure to how to do it so he may just ask some advice to Asta

Getting to know that there are days where you feel really bad or even depressed because of how you disability makes you lose a lot of beautiful scenaries (specially for how much everyone in the Space Station talks about the universe and their investigation) makes Arlan feel upsed too, not because he pity you but because he doesn't like seeing his lover so sad, he will just sit by your side and let you vent all you need, holding you close and just reasuring you that even if you can't see that doesn't makes you less valuable nor less lovable, in all honestly he feels bad for not being able to do more for you and probably apologize for it too, but he also promise to never leave you and always love you, he will do everything on his power to make you happy (probably will resort to use Asta and Peppy's help to comfort you because he feels like he can't do much for you, its okay as long as it helps you feel better again)

[look-at-the-soul]

Straight to the heart

Tommy Shelby x reader (Nurse)

After spending day and night for two weeks with nurses in the house while taking care of my grandma I couldn’t stop this idea running around my head.. this is set around S3E6… sending love and blessing to all the medical staff out there! Edit: Granny is doing so much better now, she can’t wait to go out already lol and now she says she misses us being with her all the time 🥺

Please note I’m not related to the health department, just what I read/watch.

Gif credit to @thesoldiersminute thank you for always keep up with my ideas!!! ☺️

Walking into the intensive care unit, Y/N was asked to immediately attend a new patient who arrived recently, she would only cover the night shift. He had surgery a few days ago and the doctors didn’t know yet how his body would react.

Y/N felt bad for the poor man, he was severely beaten, the damage in his brain still unknown, he was under high doses of medication. Most of his levels were out of proportion.

Right there he looked so helpless, vulnerable even. And even though the bruises and lightly swollen skin, she could see he owned some kind of privileged looks; thick lashes fanning over his cheeks, sharp cheekbones made him look like he was sculpted by a generous Greek God. If it wasn’t for the metal helmet on his head, she would swear he was only sleeping.

Sighting, she wrote down his records, adjusted his medication and left to attend her next patient. For the rest of the day, Y/N repeated the same actions without anything extraordinary or out of normal happening.

“Good luck on the night shift, Y/N” Jackie wished as she picked up her belongings.

“Why would I need luck?”

“You don’t know about that man at the 32?” Jackie squinted her eyes at her colleague.

Y/N shook her head as she organized the paperwork of the day. How would she know? She barely knew this area of the hospital. She wanted to stay out of any gossip or saying that was going around, but Jackie still decided to share the piece of information she heard in the hall. Letting Y/N know he was the infamous gánster from Birmingham known for cutting people’s eyes.

“His sister said he’s a war hero, but I know he’s a criminal, he deserves it.” Shaking her head she added; “his family requested a private room.”

But to Y/N all patients deserved to be treated equally, not taking into consideration their past, mistakes or anything else.

“Have a safe walk back home.” Y/N wished Jackie, hoping the other nurse would leave soon so she could resume the night visits to every patient, she had a long night ahead, starting with a young boy who had an accident at one of the factories.

Walking into Mr. Shelby’s bed close to midnight, Y/N noticed him sweating, shaking a little. Touching his forehead, she realized that he had a high fever. Rushing back to her unit, she grabbed towels and a bowl that she then filled with water.

Checking on his temperature, the thermometer showed 40ºC, so without wasting any more time, Y/N proceeded to provide medication to bring down his temperature. With a damp cloth, she pressed his neck, chest and forehead.

He was mumbling something she couldn’t understand, it was probably something that didn’t make sense, or another language she didn’t know… but as she moved to wet the washcloth one more time, his words were clear;

“Don’t leave me.” His hands got tense. “I need you.”

His frown grew deeper and when he opened his eyes abruptly, one of his hands accidentally hit Y/N above her right eye.

Y/N removed the covers from his body, as well as the upper part of the hospital gown.

Pressing the wet cloth against his hot skin Y/N got lost in the freckles on his chest, it reminded her of the previous night full of shining stars.

“Mr. Shelby, you’re alright, take a deep breath for me.” His breathing was erratic, his gaze lost, nothing he was saying made sense, he was talking about saving his mother and a Prussian boy, he then mentioned the name Charlie. “You’re at the hospital Mr. Shelby, take it easy.”

As Tommy looked around, he took in his surroundings, the pale skin of the nurse attending him contrasted deeply with the small crimson river of blood coming out from her eyebrow.

“There you go, that’s it, deep breaths.” Y/N smiled relieved that the fever was going down. Checking his eyes, his reflections seemed to be perfect, as well as the rest of his vitals. He tried to touch the metal around his head, but Y/N moved gently his hand down.

She helped the man to sit up slowly in the bed and after adjusting the pillow in his back, she offered him some water, to help his system fight the temperature.

“Are you feeling better?” Y/N asked after a few more minutes.

Tommy nodded, still altered by the mixed nightmare he just saw, his mother asking for help, she was dangerously close to the river and when he tried to grab her arm to move her away, he saw Charlie drowning, as he was about to save his son, the Prussian boy appeared from nowhere and sent him to the ground.

“It’s late, you might want to have some rest.” Y/N announced gently changing the pillow since it was soaked.

“I can’t go back to sleep.” He murmured after a few seconds. “My head ‘s pounding.”

“I can give you something for the pain.” But his hand stopped Y/N’s intentions to walk away. Gently and in a caressing motion, she placed his hand between hers, one on top and one under. “Is going to be alright.”

“Can you stay here? With me?”

And with that Y/N was able to see the bluest eyes she had ever crossed paths with, so transparent, so full of fear, so vulnerable. He locked his eyes with her and she got lost in a deep ocean, soft waves crashing against her.

So broken.

Empty even.

In the war she had seen endless horrors, men without a leg or an arm, people who lost their eyes, but nothing compared to what Y/N saw in this man’s eyes.

“Right, just let me call the doctor and I’ll stay here for a little longer, all my other patients are sleeping.” Y/N took the empty chair resting close to the door and brought it closer to the bed.

“Lucky they can.”

Y/N chuckled and in the process, she found the ghost of a smirk in his lips.

“I could give you something to sleep.”

“Oh, so you don’t have to deal with me?”

Y/N looks at him scandalized. “No, I meant it so you can rest.”

“That’s for the weak.” Tommy stated taking a deep breath.

“Are you sure you don’t want something for the pain?” Y/N tried again suppressing a yawn.

“I’ve the heart of a horse.” Tommy winced as her cold hand came to circle his wrist, she looked at her watch and then wrote down something in a chart. She then checked again his temperature. “How long have you been a nurse?”

Her features turned into a bittersweet expression.

“I volunteered as a nurse during the war, to be close to my husband.”

Tommy fixed his gaze on her. “The Somme?”

Y/N nodded. “Blackwoods, but he never came back.”

“Sorry for your loss.” Tommy offered Y/N his handkerchief, which she found on top of the cabinet with the rest of his clothes.

“Thank you, I hear you’re a hero.”

Tommy chuckled tilting his head.

“That’s overrated, I saw more men dying than I saved. Now you, on the other hand are a real hero, Miss?”

“Y/N Y/LN.” She smiled gently.

“Pleased to meet you, Thomas Shelby.” He extended his hand with a groan.

“How did you end up here with an injury like that?”

“I stumbled.”

Y/N didn’t believe that for a second, but she was glad to see that even in a situation like that, he felt like joking, it was a good sign.

“The door must’ve been heavy.” She joked, immediately regretting her own words. ”Sorry.”

“Bad choices brought me here.” Tommy admitted, his hands instinctively looking for a cigarette. “Can I have a smoke?”

Y/N stood up to take a cigarette and light it for him. “Hopefully you won’t make those again, you were very lucky this time.”

“You’d be surprised, sometimes I think trouble simply enjoys following me around.”

“You’re like a magnet then.”

She then decided to stay silent as she saw him with his eyelids closed, maybe tiredness took him finally in, that would be good, because then she would be able to close her eyes momentarily and…

“Has anyone came…?”

His deep voice pulled her from snoozing. Y/N nodded and informed him that his sister visited the previous day. And his aunt the day he had the surgery.

“Do you want me to let someone know?”

Tommy shook his head at first, closing his eyes. Who would give a damn about him?

“Jeremiah, Jimmy he’s a preacher.” He whispered after a few minutes.

“I know him, we’ve worked together helping people in need.”

Why that didn’t surprise him?

“That tells me I’m in good hands.” He ran his cigarette over his lower lip, while a light shade of pink covered her cheeks and neck.

“Thank you for helping me keep my eyes open.”

Tommy then winked. “Anytime love, you know where to find me.”

Y/N told him she would get him a new gown and take a quick look at the other patients, but she would be back before he could realize she was gone. In her absence, a doctor entered and after evaluating the information in his chart, asked a few insignificant questions and left him alone. Tommy wondered if she would be back soon.

“How was your round?” Tommy asked eyeing her by the corner of his eye.

“Fine, most patients are fast asleep except for one.”

“Sorry to keep you up, it gets boring here.”

Y/N’s eyes sparkled. “What are you talking about? The fun has just begun, you need to stay for a few months.”

But Tommy being Tommy, he had another ideas.

“I’ll be out of here this week.” He stated firmly.

They stayed in a comfortable silence, until Tommy saw the nurse leaning forwards, at the end of his bed, close to his feet, within seconds, he realized her breathing changed and she was fast asleep, forehead resting on one arm, at some point, she turned her head to the side, so her features were facing him, and he finally noticed the mole close to her lips…

The following morning, Jeremiah entered the hospital room, a beaming smile on his face, Tommy motioned him to be quiet, pointing at the sleepy nurse.

The poor thing worked the previous night taking care of a patient at home, then her regular shift at ER and finally she was asked to cover the intensive care unit as well.

Looking at the feet of his bed, Y/N was peacefully sleeping in an uncomfortable position that would probably hurt her neck and back, she assured him over five times she wasn’t tired first, then that she didn’t need a pillow, she wasn’t going to fall asleep, but in the end, her body claimed some rest. Her lips were partially open, her features relaxed, she exuded calmness through every pore.

A peace he would kill for.

“Looking good Tom.” Jeremiah whispered, walking around the bed, to the opposite side were the nurse was sleeping.

“Now everyone will shave the side of their head too.” Tommy joked.

Before Y/N fell asleep, she got her pocket mirror, helping Tommy to take a look, it disgusted him to see the helmet, and the dark circles under his eyes, paler than he usually was, but Y/N assured him, nothing of that mattered, he was alive.

But Jeremiah couldn’t hold back the laugh at Tommy’s comment, and Y/N woke up.

“I’m so sorry I fell asleep!” Y/N quickly apologized and walked out from the room, returning a few minutes later after a quick trip to the bathroom to refresh herself and as she walked over to the bed to check one more time for Mr. Shelby’s vitals, she overheard a conversation that concerned her.

“Jimmy, I need you to bring me some papers, the keys to the first drawer are on-”

“Mr. Shelby you can’t work right now.” Y/N looked between her patient and his friend, her whole body protesting for sleeping in that position.“You need bed rest, physical therapy and nothing that stresses you.”

Tommy chuckled and his head hurt from the effort.

“I’m sure Polly can manage for a while, you need to follow her orders.” Jeremiah stated before touching Tommy in the arm, followed by a wink. “He’s a bit stubborn, just so you to know.”

He thanked then Y/N for taking care of his friend and left them after that.

“I didn’t mean to sound bossy, sorry Mr. Shelby.”

“Call me Tommy, please.” Making an effort to look at her, he found a deep frown. “What’s the matter?”

“The doctor prescribed Morphine to your own judgment?”

“It’s for the pain.”

She knew this kind of high dosis could represent a big threat for the patients, it should be administered by someone who knew what they were doing, but it wasn’t her place to discuss that, so she only shook her head.

“Thank you, for not letting my nightmares hunt me last night.” Tommy whispered. “And sorry for that.” He then pointed out to the now clear cut on her eyebrow.

Y/N smiled brushing it off and left to do a quick check on her patients. Later, when she returned, she found Tommy sleeping, and just like he did the previous night, she let him sleep, hoping the nightmares would leave him alone.

***

When Tommy woke up again, he didn’t found Y/N back, no, there was a rude and grumpy, old nun making noise, disturbing the small peace he was able to reach.

After a heated argument, Tommy didn’t hesitate to point the revolver at her, he just wanted to scare her though, in that condition he wouldn’t be able to shoot properly, but it worked, because she mumbled he would be burned in hell and left. A doctor came in shortly, sweating, worried he would kill him there.

“Where’s Y/N?” Tommy asked cleaning his weapon with the sheet covering his lap.

“She has the day off, until tonight, she covers the ER Night Shift.” His apple bobbed up and down. “I’ll ask the nurse to check on you.”

“I don’t want anyone but Y/N.” Tommy resisted the urgent feeling to press his forehead, the headache was unbearable.

“She attends the emergency un-”

“Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear, Doc… Y/N is from now on my personal nurse.” He removed the security button of his gun. Feeling dizzy, he could see the doctor moving towards the door.

The intensive care unit looked oddly quiet that night, she shouldn’t be here without permission but there was no one to ask around, so she’d only stay for a couple of minutes and go to work at the other side of the building.

“Ah, I see you’re awake now Mr. Shelby, I brought you some tea that will help you with the pain, is strong so I added some milk and sugar.” Y/N smiled.

But the smile soon was followed by a shock, when the Director informed her she would now work as private nurse for Mr. Shelby, but she didn’t even try to gainsay against the new instructions, she just asked a few minutes to move her belongings over the intensive care unit.

“I hope you understand, the other nurse didn’t think I was a nice patient.”

Y/N couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. “You pointed a gun at her, Tommy.”

“Yeah, yeah, she mentioned I was going to hell.” He retrieved the cigarette case and match from under the blanket, motioning for her to light it for him.

“How are you feeling?” She noticed the helmet was gone, and he could move freely now, slow but better.

“Like shit.”

Y/N looked at the cigarette between her fingers, Tommy cleared her she could smoke in her shift now. “Last night, when you had that nightmare… you mentioned someone… Charlie.”

Tommy ran his tongue over his lips, blinking at the thought of his son.

“I was trying to save him, he’s my son, now it’s just the two of us… his mother passed away.”

The air abandoned her lungs, her heart sank down, the worst pain this man was going through wasn’t for the head injuries, the emotional felt deeper.

“Everything I do, is for him, ‘cause I don’t want him to suffer what I went through.” He admitted.

Tommy threw the covers to the side, determination in his eyes.

Scandalized, Y/N rushed to his side, “what are you doing?!”

“I can’t stay in bed, have things to do.”

But her hands on his chest, held him firmly.

“You need to take it easy, it takes time to heal and recover.” Shaking her head, Y/N covered him again. “You hired me to be your nurse, and as such you’ll have to follow my orders.”

With an evident groan, Tommy allowed her to adjust his pillow, taking the revolver in the process.

“And I’m keeping this somewhere safe.”

“Fucking hell.” He scoffed.

***

Of course, he wasn’t out in a week like he said, Tommy needed medical attention and professional equipment to monitor his progress, the doctors didn’t even care he was using his pipe when the pain was too much.

During the following days, Y/N stayed by Tommy’s hospital bed day and night, helping him to stand up once the doctor cleared him out to walk around, she read out loud endless books and news to him, somehow she was his eyes and ears.

She earned completely his trust, he talked to her about things he didn’t dare to say to anyone else. And never complained about how difficult and headache he was as her patient, he lost all his dignity when she had to clean him up in the beginning when he couldn’t move, and kept his nightmares at bay some nights.

Staring into the ceiling, he didn’t even remember what day it was, memories were a bit blurry, but he had enough time to plan, to think, to realize things.

In the loneliness of those cold walls, it was all silent. Just him and his thoughts.

Where was his family? He had gave them all; everything they needed, everything they wanted… money, stability, power, luxuries, properties.

And they had only be around a few times for short and sporadic visits.

No one offered to spend the night with him, just in case he needed something during the night. All he heard was excuses to leave as soon as possible. They had other things to do.

The obscene amount of money he spent with whores to warm his bed for a moment and for what? They wouldn’t even dare to look a man ill in a hospital bed. They were empty, it was nothing more than a chore for them.

Not a single whore was appealing enough the effort now.

Deep down, he felt disappointed.

And heartbroken. If he ever had a heart.

All of the people he helped down the road, weren’t able to pay him a ten fucking minutes visit.

A knock on the door pulled Tommy away from his thoughts.

Y/N entered brightening not only the room, but his life as well.

“Good morning sleepyhead.” She chirped.

“You kept snorting, I had to recover my sleep-hours.” He lied.

“I did not.” Her voice faked indignation towards his words, touching his arm playfully with the package of the gauze.

“Why do you keep sleeping in the chair, when I asked them to bring in a couch for you?” He smirked accepting the biscuits she made for him.

“Trust me, if I take the couch, you’ll never wake me up.”

As she leaned to clean the spot of his surgery, Tommy turned his head and stared into her beautiful eyes, straight to her heart and soul. Wondering if she would allow him to kiss her, almost asking for permission. His hand came to rest to the side of her head, fingers intertwining in her hair… closing his eyes, he let his lips fan over hers, barely touching, teasing, burning and waking up every nerve in her body.

And when their mouths finally collided, time stopped and the fucking world could��ve exploded and they wouldn’t have noticed.

“Just what the doctor ordered.” The corner of his lips turned upwards and small lines formed around his blue eyes as he pulled in his nurse for another kiss.

“Tommy…” she whispered trying to catch her breath, easier than trying to ask her heartbeat to normalize.

“Tell me this isn’t a one side feeling?”

The feeling of his hands cupping her face close to his, made ir harder to shook her head. “No, it’s not that… is just that this isn’t professional. I’m your nurse.”

“Perfect, you’re fired then.” He joked, pulling her down for another kiss.

He would be forever grateful with her for those days when she was all the company he got, for the long talks, and making his most miserable time feel lighter. For encouraging him to walk again and do his exercises.

For being there for him.

He never imagined tragedy would take him to the place where he would meet love and compassion in the same person. He would get his head smashed a hundred more times just to be with her.

After getting more kisses, because he swore the doctor prescribed them, Tommy gave her the envelope with her payment and she almost fainted she saw it. It was more money than she could expect to see in months of working non stop.

“This is too much, I can’t accept it.”

“Y/N you stayed with me when I needed it the most, didn’t ask questions… no amount of money could ever really pay what you gave me.”

He was determined to go back home, promised the doctors he would take it easy and after watching his health improvement, he was discharged earlier than expected. But of course he was planning to have someone taking care of him.

***

Y/N couldn’t believe this was the correct address she was given. Taking a double look at the mansion before her, she swallowed hard.

But the address written on the paper Tommy gave her, was correct. After finishing her shift at the Hospital that day, she would be joining him at home.

Knocking on the heavy door, Y/N waited smoothing her uniform a petite woman in a black and white uniform opened the door. The look the woman gave her up and down made Y/N feel uneasy, worried there was something wrong with her.

“Mr. Shelby hired me to.-”

“I know who he is, I don’t understand why they sent someone lik-” shaking her head, she moved to the side as Polly approached them.

“Thank you so much for showing up earlier, he has been asking for you, I’m Polly.” She gave the nurse a candid smile and looking then at the maid, she added; “Mary please prepare her something to eat.”

“That won’t be necessary Mrs. Gray, I had breakfast after finishing my shift, but thank you.”

Polly guided her around the house, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Thank you for taking care of our Tom all of this time…” Showing her where was the kitchen, the bathroom, everything she might need.

“Is alright, don’t worry about that.”

“I’ve work to do, but I’ll give you a phone number where you can find me if anything urgent comes up, there’s also a driver and a car outside in case you need to use it.” They both walked a long hall, the house was decorated immediately. “My nephew has been talking about you.” She gave the nurse a knowing look. “Something changed, but not something physical, something inside, you gave him his heart back.”

As Polly opened the door to Tommy’s bedroom, Y/N found him playing with his son in bed, bare chest moving the child up and down in the air, his small giggles echoed through the room.

The image didn’t only made its way through her eyes, it went straight to the heart.

*******

And sorry it got long! I couldn’t stop writing for these two… your feedback is always highly appreciated and treasured ♥️ it means the world to me! Thank you for reading.

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[icycoldninja]

Alucard from Hellsing got me thinking about a female reader who is similar to Alucard (Another red clad duel pistol wielding powerful being similar to a certain woohoo pizza man but is sadistic and is a vampire), she looks intimidating and scary and has a demonic form that rivals the Sparda men. Demon blood has become her new favorite thing to eat, and she considered trying the blood of the Sparda bloodline, but due to the respect she has for Sparda and his sons and grandson in general and she fell in love, she instead goes after the lesser demons and when she’s not being a bloodthirsty killing machine, she shows affection towards Dante, Vergil, Nero and V.

I love vampires, and I think Hellsing’s Alucard is the best depiction of vampires in fiction in my opinion.

Oh yeah, here we go

Sparda boys + V x Alucard-like!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante loves your style, you look just like him!

-When you go out in public, people sometimes mistake you for siblings, which is hilarious, or they come to the conclusion that you're a couple who likes to dress alike, which is cute and kinda true.

-He was sure you were going to bite him, being a vampire and all that, and surprisingly did not object. He actually wanted to get bitten, simply out of curiosity.

-You ended up not going through with your plan out of respect for Sparda and his bloodline, as well as your love for Dante. You simply couldn't hurt your precious idiot.

-You instead go after lesser demons to sate your desires, Dante usually tagging along. He helps shoot down demons so you can get to feed on them quicker, which is very sweet of him.

-Speaking of being sweet, you can be all lovey-dovey too, though only behind closed doors, when the battleground is far away.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil saw your outfit and immediately thought of Dante. Your flashy fighting style is no help either; he's starting to see you as a female version of his idiot brother than anything else.

-Still, he loves you, even if you are a bloodsucking vampire that may or may not bite him in his sleep.

-He's rather tense around you, especially at night when he thinks you'll be most hungry. He's very worried you'll feed on him when he goes to sleep, so he tries not to sleep when you are near.

-You quickly assure him you won't feed upon him or any Spardas because you knew Sparda himself and have great respect for everyone in his bloodline. You will only consume lesser demons, never even baring your fangs at him.

-Vergil is now considerably more at ease around you, even going as far as to bring you freshly slain demons for your convienence.

-He also finds it very endearing that you're willing to be all vulnerable and affectionate to him--and only to him.

□ Nero □

-Nero thought your vampiric nature was cool as hell.

-Your clothes were pretty neat too, and unlike someone Nero knows, you don't look like a total slob in them.

-He thinks you're the hottest vampire to have ever existed, and occasionally calls you his "sexy goth girl" because you are.

-He wasn't too concerned about your feeding habits. If you needed his blood, he would gladly offer up his neck to you.

-You announced that you wouldn't need him for sustenance, however, and that you only fed off of lesser demons out of love for him and respect for his grandfather.

-Those special moments when you are kind and loving to him are moments Nero cherishes the most. He loves seeing this adoring side of you, and wishes he could see it more.

● V ●

-V, being a rather morbid soul, was intrigued by you, and the fact that you were a vampire.

-Since vampires live for a very long time, he reasoned you must have met, or at least seen William Blake at some point during his prime.

-If you have, do tell him everything you know, it makes him very happy.

-He thinks your clothing and fighting style are unique and beautiful, just like you.

-He wasn't the least bit worried that you would drink his blood, and was actually secretly hoping you would. He's always wondered what it would feel like.

-You love him too much to harm him, and would never drink his blood for sustenance, but perhaps you could sneak in a bite or two while passionately kissing him or something like that.

[punksocks]

Pluto in 1st house + Scorpio Rising: Jealousy

So Scorpio rising/Pluto in the first is a really divisive placement to gain perspective on. And of course it is! It’s Pluto after all, and if Pluto is going to do anything it’s going to make a strong polarizing impact. I wanted to share my perspective as a Pluto 1st house and Scorpio rising individual.

The jealousy aspect is very divisive. It can sound conceited to go out in the world with a “they’re just mad because they’re jealous” attitude but I find this is often oversimplifying the experience of Pluto 1st housers/ Scorpio risings. 

My experience is colored by my Scorpio rising so this may not apply to everyone with Pluto in the 1st house, but Scorpio for all its allure and strength is still a water sign. Scorpio placement individuals have gone out into the world and been emotionally vulnerable at some point in their lives. Scorpio (and Pluto) is known as mysterious in part because of all the transformations they have gone through and how many identities they’ve appeared to shed throughout their lives. 

With gemini in the 8th house I’ve often found myself attracting enemies that would be really duplicitous. People would belittle me to my face then copy my ideas and my actions as if I’d be too naive to see that they’re blatantly ripping me off. I put distance in after my boundaries are crossed and that makes those people even more upset.

I feel like every Scorpio rising/ Pluto in the 1st individual has had an experience of someone growing close to them in order to attempt to take some part of the Asc individual away from them. The other side of jealousy is envy, and envy makes some people feel entitled to what they don’t have but feel like they deserve.

Often this envy/jealousy shows up in mimicry. I think Scorpio rising/Pluto in the 1st people dislike copycats because the lack of authenticity really goes against Pluto’s nature of stirring polarizing but authentic reactions from people.

Personally I’ve had these experiences with peers and family and friends. (Ex. I posted something I created to my story and someone at work literally looked at my story, copied it, and took it to our boss to show off their idea… then they got mad at me when I hid my story from them and they and other coworker called me conceited for it… And that’s just a tame example.)

I’ve also had my fair share of people that have tried to “mentor” me into being completely different so that they can control my ambitions and ability to manifest. Which has only made my perception more fixed/stubborn in how I’ve perceived people coming into my life. I used to second guess my assumptions and try to calm my intuition to be more considerate of what other people are going through, as a water rising but I had to stop. Not stop being considerate, of course, but stop letting in the people I sensed were resentful.

So through experience after negative experience I still stay open and positive with all the folks that enter my life for whatever reason, but I keep everyone except very few people at an arms length and out of my plans until they’ve happened. I don’t assume everyone is jealous of me, I honestly still assume the opposite but I’ve learned through a lot of trials that unfortunately envy does manifest more commonly in people that have been in my life than I had hoped for.

But using my Scorpio rising/Pluto in the first house filter for my experiences has saved me a lot of heartache and improved my life a good deal.

Often it turns out that, aside from tried and true loved ones, strangers tend to be the most benevolent and helpful. People that barely know me have been very kind and often impressed by my tenacity and have wished me the best. I believe that’s because these strangers have entered my life with only our small interactions in mind and haven’t been tempted by what they could gain by being immersed in my life. Whatever that may be. (Also, this isn’t everyone ofc just random good people I’m grateful for)

Deep down I still believe in the good in most people and showing at least kindness at first, even if I’m not wearing my heart on my sleeve and being as open as I once was in my youth. And I’m grateful for those that share sincere kindness in turn.

[elyrch]

Dating Caspian the Merman (OC)

a/n: first time writing for one of my oc's. i hope you guys like it. kinda got a little too deep into writing about the biology of mermaids, sorry lol

caspian isn't a prince or really all that important in his city. of course, he is important to some of the people there, but he doesn't have a whole lot of things to really do.

you'd meet him when you go down to the rocky shores at night to think. coincidentally, he's also there- kind of bored, of course, but he's looking up at the moon as he wishes he could speak to humans without being in danger of getting harpooned.

this is the only real reason he goes there at night instead of the day- he loves the sun, but he knows that people are not as kind as they seem.

either way, you go to the shore and see him as he's laying on a large, flat rock. once you see him, you HAVE to reassure him that you're not gonna hunt him or tell anyone about him or else he'll be terrified. once calm though, he's pretty sweet.

he's got silver-white hair, long, slender fingers, soft blue eyes, and ears that are slightly pointed. he's also got very pale, almost to the point of being kind of blue, skin. on certain spots (where skin would usually be rough, like elbows) he's got pastelly blue scales that become more frequent as you look down at his hips, then his legs (or, really, the lack of legs. he's got a fish tail.) his hair is kinda brittle since he's in the ocean, but it's soft considering his situation. his nails are a little unnaturally sharp, but they seem to be dulled by how he uses them to move around on land (aka: the rocks act as makeshift nail files) and he's got a long scar across his stomach (it looks as though it quite literally tore through him) and he's got top surgery scars that are a lot paler pink, but are still visible.

on his body, he's got a few tattoos, as well- in my mind, mermaids use tattoos to signify which kingdom and family they're from- kingdom on the left wrist, and family on the right. wrists are very vulnerable, so showing the family and kingdom tattoos is customary before doing practically anything else, such as fighting for one's honor or whatever. caspian hasn't gotten a real job yet, so he hasn't gotten a tattoo for that- although his father is a successful coral and kelp farmer. job tattoos go on the sternum, as close to the heart as possible- caspian has a few ideas for his though. he's very good at the spear, so maybe he'd be a warrior or hunter of some kind.

according to mythology, mermaids and mermen were made by an angered witch who combined a village with fish to make them fish people. this means they have both lungs (above water breathing) and gills (underwater breathing). i don't really know how this works so just imagine its some like, second lung situation or whatever idk.

mermaids and mermen have different metabolisms to humans- they gain and lose weight very easily, and this can depend on the temperature of the water, how stressed they are, or what they eat.

his society is also highly matriarchal, as well- when he transitioned, his mother genuinely hated him since she thought he was betraying him. his father, though, understood after a while. shortly after their final argument, caspian's mother was harpooned by a human, and died in the cradle of the waves. this society believes burials at sea are honorable, so they did the ceremony without a body.

in order to like, date you, i don't think caspian would pull an ariel and get legs. he'd actually find a way to help you breathe underwater (like through a spell or something) so you can go into the ocean with him. he's very considerate!

overall 10/10 but i think he wouldnt know that seawater hurts your lungs the first time he'd drag you under, so he'd feel VERY VERY bad

thank you for reading! PLEASE tell me if you guys like it, teehee

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[haru-rain]

Recently, I learned that there are 5 types of love languages and I wondered how Mitsumi and the others expressed their affection !

So the 5 types of love languages are :

1) Words of affirmation :

Compliments, appreciation, encouragement, active listening. Examples: "I love you" "You're amazing" "You're so beautiful"

2) Quality time :

Concentrated, uninterrupted time spent together. Examples: Going for a walk, having a meal together, watching a movie, being together just to talk.

3) Giving gifts :

Thoughtful gifts that show care and consideration. Examples: making a homemade gift, buying flowers, buying thoughtful gifts.

4) Acts of service :

Do something useful or kind for the other person. Examples: Cook for them, help them.

5) Physical touch :

Physical affection and closeness. Examples: Hugging, kissing, holding hands, cuddling.

Mitsumi is someone who loves to give things to the people she loves. For example :

Every time she returns home, she spends time choosing gifts that might please her family.

The flower bracelet she gave Nao-chan when she was little.

Everything she gave Sousuke: the cookies, the heart-shaped chocolate, the banh mi or even the crab.

So I think giving gift is one of the love languages Mitsumi uses most to express her affection. But it's not the only one.

Mitsumi expresses her affection by sharing quality time with the people she loves. For example :

When she organizes a pyjama party at home with the girls.

When she suggests sharing their meals during their trip to Mount Takao to make Yuzu happy.

The trip home with all her friends

The date at the zoo and the picnic date with Sousuke

For me, quality time is the second language Mitsumi uses most to express her affection.

As for Sousuke, I'd say that the 2 types of love languages he uses the most are words of affirmation and quality time. Indeed, Sousuke often gives compliments and encouragement : - compliments on Mika's clothing style and Mitsumi's nail polish - when he compliments Mitsumi when she talks about her goal - when he encourages Kanechika "Senpai you're allowed to be a little greedy".

Sousuke also expresses his affection by spending quality time with people he likes : - the talk he has with Mitsumi about his acting past - the talk he has with Mitsumi when she was vulnerable, followed by a dance - when he spends time with his little brother, who talks to him about dinosaurs - when he opens his heart to Mukai, whether to talk about his family or about Mitsumi

For Yuzu, it's clearly physical touch. She's so tactile, there can be no doubt about it ! As well as quality time with the people she cares about. Like when she joins Mako after her failed date, or the time she took to help Mako get ready for her date.

For Mako, I'd say giving gifts and quality time ! She loves to give snacks to people she cares about (even if she sometimes asks for money, it's the intention that counts isn't it? lol). But she also shows her affection by spending quality time with the people she loves, like when she goes near Yuzu's house to talk with her, or when she defends Yuzu in front of her old friends. Or at the beginning, when she asks Mitsumi if she wants to go to see a movie.

As for Mika, I'm not sure, but I think it's acts of service ! We see her helping Mitsumi choose nice clothes for her or gifts for her family. Then she also helps Sousuke go to Mitsumi when they're all at the beach !

So what do you think ? For Mukai and Yamada I don't know but if you have any ideas I'd love to read them !

[variousqueerthings]

@autistic-puffin Alright, one episode left of season 1 [insert screaming]

So, some of my favourite things about nine:

the way they're clearly relearning how to interact with any kind of person, only really good at conversation at the beginning if there's danger

doctor internal monologue: "what would be the best thing to show rose - a woman I've just met - to make her think I'm so cool? I know, I'll show her her planet exploding!"

the fact that they're really so fragile and learning to be again and scared of rose leaving them on the one hand, but on the other is so scared of getting too close (the "domestics") and opening up for fear of what will happen (and what happens... well, we know...)

but also will have a whole trauma response the second time they ever met ("we're falling through time, you and me, and if we let go...")

in retrospect with the war doctor, the way they interact with the dalek in the last sequence of that first episode almost feels like they can't access those memories, like there's that "version" of them locked in some part that could have been re-released if not for rose, but what's left is these half-spoken sentences that just trail off and into "oh rose. they're all dead." and that sense is there anyway, but as a metaphor with the later war doctor reveal, that performance hurts all the more

the way they smile when they say "fantastic" is like a new person being revealed

nine knew from early on in the episode "father's day" that the way to save everyone was for rose's dad to sacrifice himself, and never even had it as a consideration, never mentioned it to anyone, even said they had no idea what to do (until the tardis key), even though that was an option

"It's brilliant! I'm not sure if it's Marxism in action or a West End musical."

(in reference to wwii) "Beat the Germans, save the world - don't forget the welfare state!"

this is reading into it, because I fully didn't realise all those dancing references in empty child/doctor dances were meant to be sexual (the bits about jack, sure, but all of them? and it doesn't even make sense, anyway) point being, I always read it as a way of showing the doctor coming back into themself, learning to hope and have fun and not always worry about the other shoe dropping. joie de vivre as it were. so I love the bit at the end where nine says they can dance and I will continue to read it as I always have done

nine's very direct way of inspiring people and seeing people once they've started coming out of their shell -- the way they talk to the bride-and-groom-to-be in father's day, to cathica in the long game, to jabe, to gwenyth, to harriet jones, to nancy, to lynda with a y (also so often it's women in RTD's stories). the journey nine goes on is so vast, from rebuffing rose several times in the first episode and thinking the worst of people, to remembering why people are amazing and inspiring better versions of them

I'm always somehow just. sad. and touched. by the way nine talks about the pig that was experimented on and then shot. they were so upset by the callousness of it. nine cares about peoples names as well. they're consciously making a point of life and death mattering

by contrast the conversation with blon in "boom town" about being a killer. nine is doing better, consciously. nine has seen violence on a massive scale and is choosing not to perpetuate that and is learning (also in contrast to "dalek")

by the time "lynda with a y" came into the picture it was like they were ready for a whole family -- rose, jack, the more the merrier

and coming up I know in the last episode: "Coward or killer?" "Coward." and "you were fantastic, you know that. absolutely fantastic. and you know what? so was I."

generally nine was so imbued with a sense of vulnerability that's begging to be seen and coming from being so raw and hurt and closed to the beauty of living because of the violence they've experienced, and then relearning it and re-embracing the classic ethos of dw, as well as that fair play for all idealism that feels quite inspired in some ways by eccleston's own socialism and rtd's ideals (did enjoy the "no third term for thatcher" socialist signposts to indicate the 80s, I feel like we need to bring that energy back into dw again)

[dinoburger]

hi i relate to ur posts for a number of reasons. i have keratosis pillaris and i have been picking at it for years to the point my upper arms are a shade darker than the rest of my body. its a habit im not confident about it but its sometging i deal with. i used to struggle really badly with dr/dp now that im not as stressed anymore its not as bad but i still got dissociation as part of my bipolar and if i see smth that can trigger dr/dp it will. im arab iraqi specifically my country is still in ruins from the invasion my relatives were killed by saddam and ive experienced islamophobia all my life. it hurts me to see my people getting killed and dehumanised and honestly i cant even be surprised caus thats how i felt people would treat me all my life the only time i saw arabs in british media was in headlines talking about honour killings and terrorist attacks and domestic abuse cases.

anyways. all of this is to say. your compassion doesnt depend on your suffering. compassion is a seperate utility from suffering, it stems from being a good person, not empathy. people who lack empathy and emotions know this, that they can do good and care for other people even when it doesnt affect them. getting medicated wont take away your compassion. youre still going to care about people other than yourself. in fact it wont even take away your capacity to feel emotions. before i was medicated i hadnt felt anything in months, and now i feel more than before. you shouldnt be hurt or suffering to show how much you care. pain is not a solid foundation for caring about others. please allow your motivation to be your compassion, the desire to do good, and improve the lives of others, not your self flaggelation. nobody benefits from your hurt, they benefit from your actions. if you believe that there should be no suffering in the world and that everyone should be happy then you must accept that includes you too. (i admit it is refreshing to see someone who cares this much, but i wanted to express these thoughts as someone who relates to a number of the things you talk about)

this is very considerate, I appreciate your vulnerability with how close to home this is... I think more what I mean to say is that it's frustrating not to have a choice and be compelled to reshape myself and my emotional response under threat of being belittled and shamed by the people I rely on rather than because I made an informed decision to

but you're absolutely right, it's not fair to conflate suffering and compassion, in fact I'd say pain is one of those things that makes it very hard to focus on anything but one's self... I guess it's more that I struggle not to feel taken aback by how apathetic some of the people in my life are about it.

I hope there's some kind of justice for you and your people in this lifetime, and I'll try to be more gentle if I can - it's definitely something I could work on... thank you for being so understanding

[robynmizore]

Redemption Chapter 7

Heart of a Dragon/United Under the Beat

A soft hand caressing his hair was the first thing that registered in Takumi’s mind when he finally came to. 

“Nnn..”

His mind still felt hazy, his eyes heavy with sleep as he opened his eyes a slit. 

“Good morning.” a soft, familiar voice murmured.

Robyn..

Takumi froze, the memories of last night coming back in a rush. His nightmares sometimes left him prone to sleepwalking, and he’d ended up on the hall way. Next thing he knew, he was sobbing in the Summoner’s arms, letting out all the emotions he’d tried so desperately to hide. The weakness he’d never allowed to show around others. 

“..Are you feeling better?”

The flush that had been creeping up his neck intensified, and he was bracing himself to blurt out a quick “Sorry!” before bolting out and locking himself in his room till New Years, but he stopped himself. There was no judgment in her tone, only the soft touch of her hand still caressing his hair, a gentle voice laced with concern. She didn’t look down on him for being weak. She was worried about him. 

She.. cares..

Takumi took a deep breath, slowly easing himself away from her, unable to meet her eyes, even if he could see them. 

“..Sorry you had to see me like that..” he whispered, his heart thumping in his chest, cheeks burning with shame. 

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Vulnerability is a strength, not weakness. It’s human.”

The reply was so honest. So simple. But what had he done to deserve such kindness?

”S..Stand up.” he ordered quietly, earning a head tilt that only increased his embarrassment. “Just.. just trust me.”

”Is.. everything okay?” she asked, but complied. 

“C.. close your eyes.”

”O-okay..”

The prince hesitated a moment, but there was no going back as he reached into his pocket, his fingertips tingling as they brushed against the stone of the necklace. 

“You’d better not peek.” he mumbled, earning a giggle from her as he whisked the chain around her neck, clasping it into place. 

His hands rested on her shoulders as he slowly turned her to face the mirror.

”Okay.. you can open them now.”

While he wished he could see her face, the small gasp that escaped her lips brought a faint smile to his face. 

“T-Takumi, where did you..?”

”I found it on the beach. I didn’t really have a use for it, so I thought maybe you’d like it?”

”Its beautiful.. Thank you so much, Takumi! I’ll treasure this forever.”

The brightness of her smile was infectious, easing some of his previous embarrassment as he let his eyes wander the room, lingering on the bookshelf. Already he could see she was forming quite the collection. 

So she likes to read too.. he mused. I wonder if she likes history and philosophy too?

”I never realized your room was so close to mine.” he remarked. 

“I thought you might appreciate the quiet.” she responded. “You were a bit standoffish at first, so I was trying to be considerate.”

”Look..”

As a pang of guilt washed over him, his lips opened and closed a couple times before he stubbornly willed his voice to speak. 

“I’m.. sorry if I was a jerk when we first met. I have a hard time trusting other people, especially when I’ve just met them. I wasn’t expecting to be thrown into this war. But.. nether were you.”

Robyn nodded, seeming to understand as her smile remained unwavering. 

“We were all pulled into this war unexpectedly. And yet we all united as one to face this enemy that threatens us all. It’s truly amazing!”

Moved by the dreaminess of the Summoner’s tone, he nodded. 

“Whatever the others may say about me, just know I’ll always have your back. My bow will bend to your will.”

”As will the pages of my Briedablik. You’ll never feel alone again, Takumi.”

A long look passed between them, and Takumi’s heart felt lighter than it had ever been, the beach trip being the exception as he turned to leave. 

“Well, we should get ready to depart. We’ve got to figure out how to defeat Muspell before more soldiers end up injured. 

“I-I’ll come with!” Robyn volunteered immediately, and he held the door for her as she fell into step beside him. 

The Summoner was oddly quiet, which made the prince frown. As far as he knew, he hadn’t said anything too weird.. right? His mind impulsively darted back to last night. The way her finger tips had glided lightly through his hair, rubbing small circles into his back as she dried his tears and whispered a song only meant for his ears until he had fallen asleep. And then there was the necklace. Had her eyes sparkled the same way the stone did when it caught his eye? A startled gasp escaped his lips as he felt his heart flutter strangely. 

Takumi’s sudden gasp brought the Summoner to an abrupt halt, glancing over her shoulder at him in concern. His hand rested lightly across his heart, his face steadily growing more scarlet. 

“Are.. you okay?” she inquired. I hope he’s not getting sick too..

”Ah.. y-yes yes. I’m fine!” Takumi replied hurriedly, seeming to be trying to compose himself. “I just had a weird dream last night. That’s all.”

”I see.”

They resumed walking, and Robyn decided against asking what the dream was about. While she was grateful he was willing to be so open and vulnerable around her, she didn’t want to push it. They made their way into the mess hall, Flora greeting them with a kind smile, pouring some fruit scented tea as they settled down across from each other at the fireplace. 

“Speaking of dreams.. I had this really strange one the other night.”

”Like.. a nightmare?”

”No..”

The Summoner’s eyebrow furrowed as she tried to recall all the details of the strange encounter.

”It all just felt so.. real. I was some snowy clearing, and some woman was talking to me. But it was so snowy and windy, I could barely see her face. She said her name was Gunnthrà and-“

”D-did you say Gunnthrà?”

Both their heads turned to see Fjorm staring at them with wide eyes.

”Yeah, why? You know her?” Takumi frowned.

”That’s my sister.. She’s been hiding away since Surtr took over Nifl.” Fjorm murmured, then turned a hopeful gaze towards Robyn. “My sister holds great power.. did you say you saw her in a dream?”

When Robyn nodded, perplexed, Takumi’s expression shifted from curious to deeply pensive as he rose to his feet. 

“I think Alfonse needs to hear this too.”

”So Fjorm’s sister might hold the key to defeating Surtr..” Alfonse mused, his face deeply pensive.

Commander Anna was there too, on standby, listening in. 

“I was going to engage Múspell head on like we originally planned, and you did go through the trouble of coming up with that plan.”

”Well we can always use that strategy for a later battle.” Commander Anna pointed out, running a hand through her long, red hair. “If there’s a way to defeat Múspell, we should act now.”

Alfonse rose clapping his hands together as he told Anna to gather their troops, and Robyn and Takumi exchanged determined nods. It wasn’t long before the group was mobilized, heading to Nifl. Gunnthrà’s voice echoed in Robyn’s mind. 

“Oh how I wish for the day we could meet face to face.” she’d said. 

Robyn hoped so too. For some reason when she had those dreams, she never once thought to ask how they were sharing dreams on the first place, waking with a feeling of frustration as the question continued to remain unanswered. 

“We’ll be at the gate soon!” Fjorm said as she led the way. 

“I don’t like this.. it’s too quiet.” Takumi muttered, the grip on his Fujin Yumi tightening. 

His eyes were looking around distrustfully, scanning every blade of grass, every thicket as if it might conceal an enemy. As if on cue, the Askrian army tensed as rapid footsteps sounded towards them, and Niles, who they’d sent to scout ahead, was hurrying back. His face was grim and devoid of its usual smirk. 

“Bad news.” he grunted. “Those dastards set one of our villages on fire!”

”What?!”

There was no hiding the outrage in Alfonse’s voice.

”There’s innocent women and children in that town! Don’t they care if they kill them?!” Sharena gasped. 

“Guess not.” Alfonse muttered. “Come on, and watch out for flames!” 

They took off towards the smoldering village in the distance, Takumi’s face taut as they closed in. 

“Stay close to me, okay?” he said. “These people clearly have no honor, and wouldn’t hesitate to attack you even without a weapon.”

Robyn nodded, warmed by the fact that he wanted to protect her, her mind lingering briefly to the mysterious rapier she had when she first got here. She could still feel its presence even now, and she could materialize it at will. But she was reluctant to share that information. Not until she understood more. 

A lone figure with piercing red eyes and pink twin tails was waiting for them, flanked by soldiers. 

“You!” Alfonse growled, drawing his blade. “Are you the one responsible for these flames?!” 

The woman’s red eyes glossed over the group with indifference as she replied. 

“And so what if I did?”

Despite the flames, Robyn felt strangely chilled at the coldness of her voice that seemed to reflect in her gaze. 

She’s so emotionless..! How can she look at such a nightmarish attack and feel nothing?!

Sharena seemed to share Robyn’s sentiment as she stepped forward, her voice trembling with outrage. 

“You could kill innocent women and children with these flames! They didn’t even do anything to you! Don’t you care?!”

The woman seemed unmoved by Sharena’s cry, drawing her blade as Takumi demanded roughly. 

“Who even are you?!”

”My name’s Laevatein. But that’s irrelevant because you’re going to die now.”

Laevatein raised her sword in signal, and the clearing exploded into battle. Alfonse lunged, the clash of metal ringing through the air as they met each other head on. They danced around each other in a whirlwind of striking blades, faster than the eye could follow. A group of pegasus flyers floated from the sky to join the battle, only to be knocked out of the sky by a barrage of teal arrows. Niles joined in, but Robyn knew he couldn’t match Takumi’s skill as the Hoshidan kept up the onslaught. 

The endless training he does really shows!

Flora, Jakob, and Felicia were on standby, flanking her as they threw daggers at anyone foolish enough to come near, and it wasn’t long before they were able to drive Múspell out. Laevatein glared at them as she snapped

”You might have won this time, but this isn’t over! Next time, we’ll burn you to bits!”

Takumu met her gaze evenly, lifting his chin defiantly. 

“You terrify me.” he deadpanned, his tone dripping with sarcasm and a hint of mockery. 

The Múspell general gave them one last hate filled look through smoldering crimson eyes before hurrying after her injured troops. 

“I’m glad that’s over with.” Caledori sighed, resting her hand on her hip. “But look at this awful mess they made! They almost destroyed the entire village! I don’t even recognize this anymore!”

”I know we need to get to Nifl, but leaving the village like this isn’t right. Surely we can stay and help with the repairs?” Robyn suggested. 

The destruction was reminding her too much of the day her kingdom fell to ruin, and she itched to do something about it. Sharena seemed to share Robyn’s feelings as she turned to give Alfonse a pleading look. The prince smiled gently as he relented. 

“Of course we can! What kind of heroes would we be if we don’t help our own people?”

The Order of Heroes was quickly divided up into groups, Robyn, Takumi, Ricken, Flora, Felicia, and Jakob tasked with distributing medical supplies to help with the injuries. Three young kids were huddled at the edge of the clearing with their parents, coughing loudly. 

“They okay?” Takumi called as they approached, and Robyn noticed the parent’s faces were taut with worry as they shook their heads. 

“Got a few burns on them.” the father replied, his tone heavy with exhaustion. “Sore throats too. We’re trying to treat them but they won’t hold still.”

The children were coughing and whimpering pitifully while their mother desperately tried to console all three of them. 

“Here, let me give it a try.” Takumi said as he knelt down beside the worst of the injured children, a small boy who couldn’t have been older than eight. 

“Hey buddy, whatcha doing over here?” he asked, and the boy stopped sniffing for a moment to mumble.

”W-well there was a b-big fire. It destroyed our house.. and almost got me too!”

”Whoa, that’s crazy!” Takumi exclaimed, the friendly smile on his face remaining as he widened his eyes, as if fascinated by the child’s tale. “I bet you were really really brave though, right?”

”Y-yeah!” the kid straightened his shoulders, and as they spoke, Robyn took the opportunity to treat his burns while he was distracted. “I barely even cried! And I helped Dad get my little sister out too!”

Takumi bobbed his head in agreement to the boy’s words.

”Yep, sounds like you were super brave! Say buddy, I’ve got a job for ya. But I need a brave, strong boy like you for the task. You in?”

”Yeah!”

Robyn smiled as she finished treating the burns.

”Well, see how easy it was to treat those burns? I bet it hardly hurt right?”

”..Huh?”

The boy tilted his head, then his eyes stole to his now bandaged up arms and his mouth fell open.

”When did you..?” Takumi seemed quite pleased with himself as the boy beamed up at him. “Wow, you’re amazing, mister!”

”Of course he’s amazing. He is second prince of Hoshido after all!” Robyn couldn’t help chiming in, causing the prince’s face to flush scarlet as the kids exclaimed in admiration, and with encouragement from the older boy, Robyn was able to treat their wounds while they peppered Takumi with questions. 

While he looked embarrassed, she knew he was secretly pleased with the attention. The children were still coughing as she finished tending to them. 

“Do you think they can manage a little honey?” she asked the mother, who nodded gratefully. 

The two boys accepted the soothing treat with enthusiasm, but the little girl hesitated as she eyed the gleaming gold liquid distrustfully.

”It looks sticky!” she complained. 

“It is.” the Summoner responded gently, her voice encouraging. “But it’s sweet and lovely, and it’ll fix your cough. You want it to get better, right?”

”I.. I guess so.” the girl mumbled, still looking reluctant, but she tentatively tried some, letting out a little gasp of delight. “Wow, it’s really good!”

”See? Told you.”

They shared a giggle, and Robyn’s eyes met Takumi’s. He was looking at her with a softness in her eyes that made her heart quicken just slightly as they resumed treating the rest of the injured, Robyn humming in contentment. 

“I didn’t realize you were so good with children.” she said as they worked, earning a chuckle from the prince. 

“Me? Look at you! You’re a natural!” When her lips parted in surprise, it only made him smile more. “I’m serious! This reminds me of the time I gave a piggyback ride to some lost little snot back in Hoshido!”

At the mention of his kingdom again, Robyn’s interest piqued. There was always a sparkle in his eyes when the topic of his beloved kingdom came up, and she titled her head to indicate she was listening.

”My sister Azura had found some lost little kid in the village and was trying to help him get home, but he wouldn’t tell her a thing!”

Amusement crept into Takumi’s hazel gaze as he continued. 

“So I told him I needed to get a workout in and asked him to help me out. Got him to tell me where he lived and everything. So off we went. Ran all the way to his house, past a shop, through a field, and past a big mountain, finally arriving at the really big tree next to his house. He reminded me a bit of my younger self honestly. Mischievous and stubborn. It made me realize how much I want a son like that one day. I just hope I can be a good enough father to him..” he finished with a sigh. 

“..I think you’d make a wonderful father.”

A flush crept on the prince’s cheeks at the conviction in her tone. 

“Huh? Y-you really think so?” 

“I know so. Just look at the way you handled the lost boy, and the injured children here. They aren’t even your own children, but you sure treated them like they were! And just think of the impact you must have had on that little boy. He must have been over the moon when he realized he got a piggyback ride all the way to his house by Takumi, second prince of Hoshido! He’ll probably remember that for the rest of his life!”

As she finished speaking she had to stifle a giggle at how adorably flustered Takumi looked as he opened and closed his mouth, speechless. Finally collecting himself, he mumbled

”T-thanks. You would too. Make a good mother I mean.”

”Y-yeah?”

There was a pause as they stopped and looked at each other as Robyn found herself drawn to his reddish, hazel gaze, which had softened to a gentle, honey color. Takumi stepped closer, his scent wreathing around her, an unreadable emotion in his eyes, and Robyn instinctively felt her hand reaching out to brush against his-

“Excuse me..”

A soft voice from behind startled them, and Robyn’s hand shot back to her side as Takumi cleared his throat awkwardly. 

“Uh.. can we help you?” he asked. 

The old man smiled sheepishly as he held up the guitar. 

“Sorry, I couldn’t help but hear ya humming earlier. We’ve been through a lot lately. If it’s not too much trouble, we’d love to hear you sing.”

”I..um..”

A shy blush made its way to her cheeks, but she couldn’t held but eye the guitar longingly. Her fingers twitched at her side, hand stubbornly refusing to lift. 

“..Go on.”

”..!”

A familiar, soft hand guided her fingers to rest gently on the guitar’s neck, her fingers curling around it as Takumi nodded encouragingly, offering her a small grin. 

“You’re an amazing singer. You’ve got this!”

”..Okay.”

Robyn couldn’t deny the longing any further as she accepted the guitar and perched on a rock in the middle of the village. With curious glances, the other heroes began to gather around, having finished the repairs. Sharena was passing around some apples as the villagers settled beside the Order of Heroes as a united front. Robyn felt a little self conscious with all eyes turned expectantly towards her. 

I don’t know if I can do this.. she thought as her heart began to pound uneasily as her eyes met a familiar pair of hazel eyes.

Takumi..

He was leaning forward in anticipation, eyes fixed intently on her as if he was watching the most entertaining thing in the world. 

He believes in me! Robyn thought, her heart rising as she began to play, the words drifting from her lips with ease.

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”With her wine stained lips,

Yeah she’s nothing but trouble. 

Cold to the touch,

But she’s warm as a devil. 

I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul!

She tasted a break and I can’t get more!”

With each note, Robyn could feel herself slowly relaxing as the music took hold. She’d written this song on a whim, and while she had no personal relation to the song, she still found it easy to put her emotions into it.

”You got me in chains!

You got me in chains for your love!

But I wouldn’t change..

No, I wouldn’t change this love. 

You got me in chains!

You got me in chains for your love. 

But I wouldn’t change.. 

No I wouldn’t change this love! 

Tryna break the chains

But the chains only break me..!”

The crowd was under Robyn’s spell as they began to sway in sync to her strums, clapping along softly as she continued to sing. 

“Tryna break the chains,

But the chains only break me..!

Alone in the night til she knocks on my door..

Oh no!”

Takumi chuckled a bit at this, and Robyn couldn’t help but do the same. 

“Wasted again but I can’t say no!”

Robyn’s strumming abruptly picked up in intensity. 

“Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong?!

Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong?!

Gave you my heart but you took my soul!

Oh Oh..”

Raising her hands, she began to clap quickly, the village and heroes enthusiastically joining in. 

“You got me in chains.. oh babe,

You got me in chains for your love!

But I wouldn’t change..

No I wouldn’t change this love!

You got me in chains!

You got me in chains for your love! 

But I wouldn’t change..

No I wouldn’t change this love!

Tryna break the chains, but the chains only break me..!”

Everyone swayed to the beat again, the dreadful memories of that morning temporarily forgotten as they all united under the beat. 

“Tryna break the chains, but the chains only break me!

Now sing!”

In a moment of boldness, Robyn compelled some of the audience to join in.

”Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong?!

Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong?!

Gave you my heart but you took my soul!

You got me in chains! 

You got me in chains for your love! 

But I wouldn’t change!

No I wouldn’t change this love!” 

The music intensified once more as the Summoner brought the song to a close.

”You got me in chains!

You got me in chains for your love! 

But I wouldn’t change..

No I wouldn’t change this love. 

Tryna break the chains, but the chains only break me..!”

A surprised silence followed for a moment, before they broke into an enthusiastic applause. 

“That.. was AWESOME! I didn’t know you could sing like that!” Ricken shouted, and even Niles looked impressed. 

“Wonder what other secrets our dear Summoner’s keeping?”

The old man was beaming from ear to ear as she handed the guitar back to him with a grateful nod. 

“See, I knew you could do it!” Takumi exclaimed. “You’re welcome by the way!”

Robyn giggled as he slung his arm around her. 

“Thank you for believing in me.” she replied sincerely. 

“I hope you can sing like that again sometime.” Alfonse chimed in, a glow in his eyes he gathered up the Order of Heroes. “But it’s time we head out. We need to reach the gate for Nifl as soon as possible.”

The soldiers chorused in agreement as they began their depart. 

“Ready to go Miss Songstress?”Takumi asked good naturedly, earning a vigorous nod as they fell into step in the middle of the group. Takumi’s arm remained comfortably around her shoulders as they walked, and Robyn found she couldn’t stop smiling as the bubbly feeling made her heart feel light as feathers. She couldn’t tell if it was from his touch, or the thrill of the song. 

Maybe both. 

Note from the Authoress:

Sorry for the delay, I lost a family member on Thursday so it’s been rough. I ended up writing a way longer chapter than I originally intended because I just really needed to get my emotions out. So there you have it: another song cover for our lovely tale! Credit goes to Nick Jonas for creating such an underrated masterpiece! Again, I am my no means a professional singer, but dancing in this video in my kimono was pretty therapeutic honestly. Made me feel a lot better. Stay tuned for more covers and awesome chapters! Our tale is no where near finished after all~

With much love (for all of you and Takumi),

Robyn. 

[acciocriativity]

Hi, congratulations on 100 followers! I hope you recieve so much more. I would like to request a matchmaking ship with Ateez please.

Im Leo sun. I'm an Infj. My love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation. I'm very short 5'1. Medium to long brown hair. Brown doe eyes. Petite body type. I prefer fitted clothes, but I also like to wear oversized clothing. Cute, causal, and classy outfits. I love skirts, dresses, hoodies and jeans. I'm sweet, nice, cute, goofy, and very strong minded. I could be an overthinker at times, fun-loving, and a determined person. I could be a bit too nice sometimes. It's just that i care so much about other peoples feelings that I tend to put mine last. I don't like hurting peoples feelings, so try to avoid doing that. Though, if someone is directly being mean/rude to me or the people I love, I definitely will stand up for myself and the people I love. My sweet self will be gone. I love to make people happy and laugh. It makes me feel good. I love to sing, dance, play piano, and draw. I love to watch movies, but I'm not a fan of horror ones. I also love to spend time with my friends, they mean so much to me. I prefer having a small group of friends than a big one. It's not that I have a hard time making friends it's just I rather be close to a few people than to everyone and their mothers. I can be a bit reserved around new people because I'm someone who doesn't trust easily. I take my getting to know someone before i can trust them and be myself around them. I can be friends and get along with anybody as long as they are not mean to others for no reason. I can be very passionate about things I love. I absolutely love animals, but im not a fan of bugs, especially spiders( i have a huge phobia of spiders). My favorite animals are horses and wolves. Since this is matchmaking thing, I'll talk about what i like in a guy. Someone who is sweet and kind and who is considerate of others. Someone protective. No matter how good looking a guy is, if he is rude and doesn't think about others, i wouldn't want anything to do with him. I would love to be someone I can laugh and be goofy with. Someone to have deep convos with. I value conversation a lot, so I would love to be with a guy whom I can talk for hours without getting bored. Someone who can be vulnerable and sensitive. A guy who isn't afraid to show their emotions is attractive to me. Someone who will be flirty with me. Taller than me. Well dressed. Takes care of themselves. Someone passionate and determined. Honestly, I dont get crushes often, but when I do, l love them deeply

Thank you 😊

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YOU MATCH WITH... WOOYOUNG

Ok, this one was so easy. It's interesting because you could bond easily through the things you mentioned like music, dance, drawing, movies etc (also not the scary ones, this gets the seal Wooyoung approved, like, have you seen him? He can't deal with anything horror). But I also see how you are a bit of opposite in other things like, the size of your friend group.

It's a known fact Wooyoung is a social butterfly, he gets along with everyone easily and he has quite a lot of friends in his social circle, but his ride-or-die friends are few like yours. I don't think that would be a problem because you don't have to mesh with them if you don't want to, but I feel like it's important to him that everyone gets along well when everyone is together.

Unlike you, Wooyoung is pretty much himself since the get-go, the difference is the level of information he's willing to share about himself when he just met someone. He's also not the one to trust easily, for a completely different reason (being a idol, of course). So he wouldn't have a problem with you being more reserved, since he would be too, but it would be hard to see it.

He's also the louder one in the room always, he knows how to keep the conversation going if you have trouble with that and one of his abilities is to make people socially comfortable around him.

He doesn't mind this "shallow friendship", more like casual friendship, where you don't reveal much about yourselves nor talk about a lot of private things, until you can trust each other to open up. He's right there with you in this one, he rather likes it more that way.

He doesn't do it often, nor with everyone for sure, but he's able to have mature and deep conversations, also he doesn't have a problem expressing himself and he also has a lot of social and emotion intelligence. He knows what he's feeling and how to deal with it, but he's also aware of others too.

All of your others points for a guy is the definition of Wooyoung. Sweet, kind, considerate like yes, as a friend and for sure as a boyfriend too. He knows how to balance the fun and seriousness. Also you ask for flirty?? Again, have you seen him???

The thing with him is he teases a lot, it's almost a love language so just don't take that personally, he's just joking around, but he has his sweet moments too (also he definitely matches your love languages!).

I could genuinely go on and on about how you match with him, but I'll stop here haha.

I hope you enjoyed it! Thank your for the request! Have a great day, lovely anon 💕👋

[demoiselettes]

Hello! I came here for the matchup if you dont mind^^

I lwould like to be called Hana!Im straight,use she/her pronounce

My height is around 5'5,medium length black hair, with a few small bangs that I parted on both sides (sometimes it curled up). I have tan skin and a pretty tall figure(well maybe because im kinda skinny)

Outsiders look at me they will think I'm a quiet, shy person (some people even say I look pretty mean when they first see me and I don't know why) but for people close to me they see that I have a rather loud, enthusiastic and open personality. I consider myself a person who puts everyone's wishes above my own

However, I am still quite introverted. I also lose my temper easily. I like to help and comfort people, but sometimes I get tired of helping so many people in one day.I am a sensitive person,it helps me to understand people around but also makes me feel anxious and vulnerable.

I love food,I easily get hungry so I often prepare a lot of spare food in the kitchen. I like to study and learn about world history and politics and discuss them, listen to music and draw in my spare time.Maybe also sleeping because I find myself easily sleepy (maybe due to the amount of homework I have to face most of the day)

My favorite color are yellow,pink,blue,violet. I always try to be strong and don't like to rely on others, but sometimes I want to be taken care of and loved.I have a habit of clinging to my loved ones, and I also want to be comforted and receive encouragement when I feel low about myself.

I think thats all about me,thank you!!

Eventide

I match you with Yoriichi Tsugikuni!

•I think it would take time for your relationship to progress, since it would rely on both of you building up trust

•Yoriichi’s quiet and reserved around you—not rude, mind— he only wants to observe you more and take things slow so as to give you time to get comfortable with him

•When you begin opening up and showing your more outgoing side, he feels relieved that you’re getting used to him

•The more you speak and show enthusiasm at being with him, the more he will open up too

•Not too much, but you’ll notice him talking more, smiling more

•At this point he’ll definitely start growing fonder of you and he’ll try to learn about your hobbies and the stuff you like so he can make you happy by preparing them

•Even though he’s very kind and considerate and measures his words before speaking them, he has a slight tendency to be blunt (not as much as Muichiro, just a bit) but he quickly notices if what he said hurt you and smothers up his words

•Despite his fervent desire to make the world a better place and to put others before himself, he still worries about you doing so

•Of course, he appreciates your kindness but he doesn’t want you to just- you know, let yourself get hurt for others, since you’re too dear to him

•Definitely tries to keep you from getting angry, and when he sees you being worked up about something he pretty much he’s immediately at your side, speaking to in the gentlest way

•He probably wouldn’t talk about his problems too much to you, and instead encourage you to talk about yours instead if it helps you out

•But after losing his brother Michikatsu, he might just break down in front of you without even meaning to, and you being there to listen and comfort him is probably what seals your relationship

•At this point, you guys are basically soulmates

•Considers your empathy to be a gift of some sort, like he’s ability to access the transparent world and melts everytime he sees you comforting anyone

•Definitely has the little wish of having a family with you, growing old with you and let’s hope nothing bad happens..

•So, i don’t think Yoriichi would be interested in politics much but i do think he’d like history, at least that of Japan’s since i’m not too sure if he had any way of learning much about other countries in the Sengoku Era

•So feel free to ramble on and on to him, he’s engrossed in both your voice and the knowledge

•When it comes to music, he whips out his flute

•Tries his best to play some lovely tunes on it for you, sometimes it comes out weird but he’s doing his best

•He doesn’t know how to react to your sleepiness too much, other than to let you sleep and to take over your chores/tasks and performing them as quietly as possible so he doesn’t disturb you

•Yoriichi doesn’t strike me as being a good cook, but he can wield a sword, he can make you food when you’re hungry at times, finds your appetite amusing!

•Doesn’t mind clinginess (secretly finds it cute and might accidentally admit it one day) but he isn’t too clingy himself, just lets you do your thing

•Gives you little headpats at the most random times

•Has tried and failed to tuck your hair into Japanese buns countless times, he’s determined though

[giantkillerjack]

What up everyone Jack's talking about the croissant thing again:

In 2019, I was very mentally and physically ill, and I was recommended to an IOP program, or, as I often called it, Suicide Prevention Daycamp For Grown-Ups.

It was technically a 4-6 week program, but I was not in a place where the counselors and I agreed that I was safe to graduate the program until about week #22 or so. So I was going to intensive group trauma therapy (to say nothing of all the other doctors I had to see), for 15+ hours a week for 5 months.

And one of the things that helped me regain and strengthen my will to live more than anything was going to the nice little bakery beside the hospital in the mornings before session started; buying 3-4 pastries, a banana, and a Lara bar (a gluten-free vegan* snack bar); taking one pastry for myself; and then walking around the morning meeting room at IOP giving away everything else.

* I'm not vegan or gluten-intolerant, but at least one person in my program was.

I did this once on a whim after about a month at IOP, and I liked doing it so much that I then continued to do it every single day I was there for the next 4 months. (I didn't have a lot of extra money, but it was some of the best spending I've ever chosen to do in my life, and I have never regretted it.)

There were about 12-20 of us there in the mornings, depending on the day, and the interactions generally went like this:

Me: Good morning! Have you eaten?

Them: Uhh no.

Me: Okay cool! *I open up my white paper bakery bag like I'm a semi-suicidal Santa* So I've got a chocolate croissant, an almond croissant, and a banana left! Which one would you like?

Them: Ohh, you don't have to do that, I don't need anything...

Me: I didn't ask if you need anything, I asked which one you'd like!!

Them: Someone else might need it more...

Me: I have bought these items for the purpose of giving them away, and if no one takes them, I will have to throw them out.

Them *with the most grateful look I've ever seen on a person, knowing they haven't been completely forgotten and that it IS easy for at least one person on this fucking planet to be goddamn kind to them*: ...the chocolate croissant. :)

Me *realizing that I want to spend the rest of my life chasing this feeling and showing people I care that they are okay and then realizing that I've suddenly started thinking of "the rest of my life" in the long-term again*: Awesome, here you go! :,)

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And I like this post because it made me remember how grateful I am that those folks let me be kind to them because just by taking a banana from me and saying thank you, they literally helped me build up the will to live and to decide what I wanted to do with the rest of my life.

It was also a great way to remind a lot of thoroughly abused, invalidated, and neglected people [read: generally, most of us that end up at mental hospitals] that someone gives a fuck about them in a tangible way, and that at least SOMETIMES people offer help without secretly expecting guilt or repayment.

More than once, someone told me that when they came in on their first day, terrified and not knowing what to expect, they felt instantly more at ease after seeing me bustling about giving people high-quality snacks! And in a suicide-prevention program, feeling safe to stay in and be vulnerable in a space means a LOT.

- Comments like that one changed my entire self image tbh. The "croissant thing" gave me a tiny sense of control over my own life when I was close to death, and it showed me how just the tiniest amount of kindness and consideration can mean SO MUCH to people.

And none of that would have happened for me if all those folks hadn't believed me when I said I really wanted to make sure they had something to eat! What a kindness it is to be allowed to do a kindness!!

some of y'all need to learn how to accept hospitality. stop assuming people are only offering to look after you out of twisted obligation that they don't actually want to do. when you assume that, you are often denying someone the opportunity to genuinely show a friend or stranger love. even if you don't really care about what they're offering, it's respectful of their desire to be kind to accept it anyways.

i had a bunch of girls i've never met over for a women's group. every single one of them denied my offer to make them tea (despite already making myself a mug anyways), get them water, a scone, etc.

i can tell when people refuse to let me be a good host because they "don't want to be a bother". like no!! please be a bother!!! i want to serve you and make you comfortable in my home!

not to be like "we live in a society" but really do live in a modern culture than emphasizes individualism to the point where people will reflexively deny any help or kindness from others for fear of treading on their independence. newsflash: dependence on each other is what makes a community. next time someone offers you kindness, accept it instead of making excuses for why you don't need it. otherwise you've robbed both yourself of being loved and someone else from showing love.

[ahqkas]

I'M FREE TO COMMENT!!! My SHOW ME HOW ; arthur morgan & charles smith request is so good! I love it especially Arthur is quite considerate of his loved ones especially to them👍, he would go out of his comfort zone to create a safe space for them even if it's just in his tent ⛺, he would pick up signs that they're showing discomfort or whatever that's making them anxious 😰, he would speak to them gently unlike how he acts with the others 🤣, he would keep making jokes to ease them enough to laugh 😂, his protective side is obvious when they're at unfamiliar place or around difficult members 👍, he would stay close to them to step in if needed 👍, he would also put their needs about his 🥺, he already lost so much so he can't lose them too 😭, he would spend time with them quietly 😌, he might even be vulnerable with them to encourage them to go at their own pace 🥹, he would respect their boundaries 👍, he would make sure that they're comfortable with the affections he gives them 🤭, he would compliment them whenever they did something right & support them when they need it the most 🥹, he has the most faith in them 🥹, he believes they can take on anything considering they're dating him 🤭, Charles is a great match for them ☺️, he made it clear to them that he values everything about them 🥹, he would listen to them attentively & be non judgemental to them 👂🏿, his soft voice & presence would be reassuring to them to tell him about their anxieties 👍, he would glare at anyone who dare to talk over them if they're speaking to a group 😠, he would be amazingly observant when they're uncomfortable 😖, they would feel safe with him as his ability to read people is so helpful 👍, he would encourage them in any social situations 😉, he won't push them out of their comfort zone 🫸🏿, he believes in them though ☺️, he would always make sure he has their consent before being affectionate 👍, he would only be affectionate in private if they don't like it in public 👍, his way of showing appreciation to them is through gifts or acts of service 🎁, his acts of kindness show how much he loves them 💕, and he won't let anyone who wronged them be without suffering the consequences 😡 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :)

ofc i’m glad you enjoyed it!! :)

[theshadowsingersraven]

“I don’t really know where I fit in anymore,” I admitted, perhaps only because the wind was screeching around us and Rhys had already winnowed ahead to where Cassian’s dark form flew—beyond the wall.

“I’ve been alive almost five and a half centuries, and I’m not sure of that, either,” Azriel said.

ACOMAF, Chapter 22

I know Azriel is very understated and soft-spoken, but he reads to me as being very empathetic towards others. He wears a mask due to the survival mechanisms he had to develop in his father's basement, but he is kind. This is where I think a lot of the misinterpretation of early Elain and Az interactions come from.

E/riels seem to forget that Az is generally empathetic and does care about people to the same depth as he does for Elain.

And even if there aren't a lot of on-page moments for Azriel, what we do get shows a lot. Especially when we can contrast it with the other information we have.

Azriel openly tells Feyre something vulnerable about himself, about him not feeling like he doesn't know where he fits. Which is in direct contrast with this from ACOFAS.

Azriel studied the map for a long minute. I gave him the silence, knowing that he’d speak only when he was damn well ready. As boys, Cassian and I had devoted hours to pummeling Az, trying to get him to speak. He’d never once yielded.

I think the fact that he reveals nothing and that Cassian and Rhys tried for hours to get him to speak. But for Feyre, who is struggling with her self-concept as someone born human and now High Fae, he opens up immediately.

Why?

Because he knows she needs to feel less alone.

Azriel can and will open himself up for the benefit of others, and I think it's worth mentioning that this is still early ACOMAF. This is the very beginning of learning who Azriel is. And SJM chooses to show us that he is kind.

And he's protective of more people than just his love interests.

I’d written to Rhys, How do I tell Cassian and Azriel I don’t need them here to protect me? Company is fine, but I don’t need sentries.

He’d written back, You don’t tell them. You set boundaries if they cross a line, but you are their friend—and my mate. They will protect you on instinct. If you kick their asses out of the house, they’ll just sit on the roof.

ACOMAF, Chapter 58

From ACOMAF alone, SJM shows us that Azriel is considerate and protective in just those two instances. And there's plenty more character moments for him, small as they are, in ACOWAR, ACOFAS, and ACOSF.

I understand why a lot of people became soured on Azriel after the BC. It wasn't his best moment, but I think that's also the point. The bonus chapter is Azriel at his lowest. At his worst.

It feels very much to me like the BC is setting us up to get a much-needed healing arc for Azriel like we did with Nesta. And I think this shows via how close Azriel and Nesta seem to be in HOFAS, not just because Azriel never treated Nesta differently, and defended her in her absence and didn't judge her.

But also because I think he sees a lot of himself in Nesta. I think Azriel, on some level, knows he has a long path of healing and recovery ahead of him. It's just a matter of him finding the worth in himself to take that path and begin that healing.

And I don't think anyone else can do that for him, but especially not Elain, who has her own long journey ahead of her. She can't pour from an empty cup, and nor can Azriel.

But you know who can support Elain and Azriel on their respective healing journeys because of their own healing progress before now?

Lucien and Gwyn.

Does that mean that their respective healing is complete? No, definitely not.

But look at this way:

If Elain and Azriel are on a footpath, their traumas are like sprained ankles. Together, they aren't going to get very far on that path.

But Lucien and Gwyn, who have sprained their ankles before and have healed from it, can help them way more efficiently than Elain or Az could do for one another.

That doesn't mean the rest of the path is going to be easy, or that Lucien and Gwyn don't have other injuries they haven't healed from. But it means that they're in a better position to help Elain and Azriel respectively than either of them could do for each other.

And that's why I'll always be pro Elucien and pro Gwynriel.

“Azriel from the beginning is sweet to Elain.”

And??

Girl, he is sweet. Period.

He is the sweetest person with the most misunderstood facial expression that there is. He has never been rude to any of the Archeron sisters. Since the first meet.

He may not have spoken as softly as he does with Elain but everyone speaks that way with Elain. She is described to be as someone who is gentle and lovely. Rhys also speaks to her with a warm tone albeit with a little internal conflict given how the sisters treated Feyre.

He is the only one out of the IC other than Cassian and her sisters who gives Nesta a gift during the solstice.

The first person who defended her High Lady during the meeting with the High Lord.

He may be an emo boy but he has the biggest heart.