#so first was orange - autum

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Sahar and his girlfriend changed their hair 😘

That pause in the end is because I was screaming afkkfnrbajdbdjsj

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Aunt May's Pumpkin Patch

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Fem! Reader

Summary: You surprise Yelena with her first pumpkin patch adventure. 

Fluff 

Warnings: None | 1.5K

Translations: Detka (baby),

AC: Just a little idea my friend gave me when he said he was excited to go to the pumpkin patch this year! I hope you all enjoy! x

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In the cozy apartment filled with the aroma of waffles and fresh coffee, Yelena smiles softly as she wraps her arms around you from behind, placing a kiss on your left cheek. “All this is already making waking up before 9am worth it” she says softly as you melt in her arms. “Well, I figured if I feed you and caffeinate you, you won’t be so grumpy” you playfully tease as you place the last waffle from the pan to the plate. 

Yelena spins you gently in her arms to face her, “I am good at my job, but I still cannot work out what you have planned” she says, making you chuckle. “Good! Because it’s supposed to be a surprise, now, kiss the chef and have some breakfast” you smiled softly, “we’re on a time schedule” you added. Yelena kissed you softly but deeply, pulling you even closer into her arms while you managed to skilfully turn the stove off without breaking the kiss. 

“Let me take that for you, can’t have you doing all the work” Yelena playfully winked after pulling away and taking the small plate of stacked waffles. 

Sitting across from one another, breakfast adds to the tone for a perfect day, Yelena overloads her waffles with maple syrup like a child at an ice cream store and you comfortably top your plate with your favorite fruit. Yelena pours herself a black coffee and digs into the golden waffles dripping with syrup. 

After breakfast, it would only be 2 hours drive to one of the most popular pumpkin patches in New York. The morning sun filtering through the trees, casting a warm glow over the landscape that Yelena looked over at while you drove. Her favorite Metallica playlist making her foot tap along with the beat, setting a slightly different tone as you drive carefully down the countryside roads. Autum leaves painted the open land in shades of gold, orange, and deep crimson and soon enough Yelena broke, asking you all kinds of questions about where this travel was taking her.

It was only a matter of time before a sign on the side of the road would give-away the surprise. “Aunt May’s pumpkin patch, 200 metres”, Yelena’s eye lit up as she looked over at you, “Please tell me we are turning in 200 metres!!” She said with excitement. You knew how much she loved American Christmases and had no doubt she would love the extra activities that came along with Halloween. 

“Surprise!” You replied with a playful chuckle. 

After parking, the two of you were instantly wrapped in the smell of fresh apples and spiced cider wafting from nearby stalls. In the heart of the patch, you stop to warm the insides of your bodies with hot chocolate before looking over at the paddock of vibrant orange pumpkins scattered across the field, each one a potential canvas for creativity.

Wrapped in cozy sweaters, hand in hand and sipping from the take-away cups, your cheeks flushed from the brisk air as Yelena looks over at you, admiring the sparkle in your eyes before she places a gentle kiss on your cheek, “thank you” she whispers. 

“You’re welcome my love” you give her a smile before taking another sip of your hot coco. Yelena’s eyes scanned over everything she could see in sight, everything from a petting zoo to the pumpkin field to the carnival like games and ending with the small farmers market, she was amazed with just how big Aunt May’s Pumpkin Patch truly was.

“Where would you like to start?” You asked her, seeing the look in her eyes. She smiled as she looked at you, “shall we start with the farmers market?”

“Sure” you returned the smile.

The stalls were full of people selling all kinds of different goods, some hand-made crafts, some home-made sauces and pies and some selling products useful to those who are farmers. As you both strolled through the market, hand in hand, you stopped at a stall selling souvenirs for Aunt May’s pumpkin patch. Yelena couldn’t help but smile softly when you picked up a snow globe of the pumpkin patch, instead of little snowflakes, little autumn leaves danced around inside before landing on the globes floor.

Letting go of your hand, she reached for her phone, “how much are the snow globes?” She asked the saleswoman behind the table. “$15 each or 2 for $25” she smiled kindly. “We’ll take two please” Yelena replied, getting her Apple Pay ready as the woman packed two boxed snow globes into a plastic bag. 

“Lena, you didn’t have to buy them” you said looking up at her as she smiled softly at you. “Ones for us and the other is for Nat” she said. 

She placed the plastic bag around her wrist before taking your warm hand once more. At a nearby stall, you came across home-made candles, candles, their flickering flames promising warmth and comfort for the chilly evenings ahead. You and Yelena spent a few moments smelling each candle on offer before choosing a couple of autumn-scented candles and envisioning cozy nights in together, watching movies and eating mac n cheese. 

After the farmers market, Yelena’s eyes were drawn to the crowd that began to take seats in front of the fenced off part of the pumpkin patch. A large sign advertising pig racing which had Yelena interested in the event. “Okay, I gotta watch this” she said before the two of you walked over and took a seat on one of the benches. 

There were six pigs wearing colorful bandanas that you and Yelena took bets on. “I’m betting on the one with the little pumpkins on it!” You declared, pointing to the light pink pig wearing a black and orange bandana covered with patterned pumpkins. “Oh yeah? You think that pig is gonna win against that one?” Yelena replied, pointing at the pig with a skeleton printed bandana. 

“I know it!” You reply, giving her a playful wink.

As the race begins, your enthusiastic cheers join delighted screams and laughter from the crowd. With every turn and squeal from the pigs, Your and Yelena can’t contain the delight, leaning into each other, your hearts racing alongside the little contestants as they charge toward the finish line. 

The pig wearing the pumpkin patterned bandana speeds ahead, bypassing Yelena’s choice of pig as you jump up, squealing in victory as the little pig crosses the finish line. You embrace Yelena in a playful hug, teasing her that you knew your pig would win. The crowd applauded the activity while children jumped and cheered as they held onto the wooden fence. 

Before you knew it, lunch time was just around the corner and to add to the growing surprises of Aunt May’s Pumpkin Patch, there was a restaurant on site with a café next door. You and Yelena opted for a meal rather than a corn dog from one of the food trucks that were by the entrance.

You and Yelena enjoyed a warm lunch together, Yelena shared her excitement for the next activity. She was set on playing a few of the carnival games before you would take her on the hayride around the pumpkin field to finish off the day before picking out a pumpkin each to carve at home. Her competitive side got the better of her as you both turned each game into a little contest between you both, Yelena winning by one extra game but although she took her win with pride, seeing your smile and hearing your laugh was the best prize she won. 

The sun hangs low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the field of pumpkins as you and Yelena sit comfortably on a haybale, hand in hand on a wooden cart hooked to the back of a tractor. Rustic fairy lights, strung delicately across the railing of the wooden cart twinkle like stars as the tractor rumbles along the field. 

Yelena gently rests her head on your shoulder, enjoying the experience. She’s sure to note that autumn is definitely on her list of favorite seasons. As the tractor pauses near a patch of giant pumpkins, you both hop off, eager to explore as you wander among the pumpkins, discussing which ones might be best to carve later. Wanting to remember this moment for years to come, you snap a photo of Yelena a few steps ahead of you, the sunsetting making for the perfect lighting. 

The day comes to an end with you and Yelena lugging the biggest pumpkins you could find back to the car, placing them in the trunk before Yelena gently wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you into her hold. “Thank you for the perfect day detka” she smiles softly before kissing you deeply and tenderly. You smile against her lips as time seems to stand still as you savor this peaceful moment in her arms, “you made it perfect, my love” you replied in a sweet tone.

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Revenge

Pairing: Eris x Reader

Summary: When your ex destroys your most precious thing what do you do? Cry? Of course but not before taking revenge.

A/N: First Eris fic!!🥳 Reader is Rhysand's sister. I think I went a little overboard... oh well🤷‍♀️

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What The Fuck?

I gasp the second I walk into my library, noticing the gaps in the shelves. My library shelves never have space. The whole room is filled with my most precious obsession.

My books.

Where the hell are my books?

When I walk deeper into the room, I notice a big box in the middle. The rectangular box is gift wrapped with a red shiny wrap, held together by a orange bow on top.

On closer observation, I see an envelope tucked under the ribbon. I take it out and open it, seeing only two sentences scribbled in perfectly fine handwriting, a handwriting I know by heart. Eris.

Seems like we are at war now, sweetheart. How do you like my gift?

My eyebrows furrow. I put down the note and envelope, and open the bow, tearing the gift wrap, I lift the lid.

I freeze upon seeing ash.

The box is filled with ash. Grey mixing with black, creating a rather beautiful image. Except it isn't admirable. When I touch the ash mixed with small pieces of paper that hasn't fully burned. My books.

He burned my books.

I intake a sharp breath, my vision blurs as tears fill my eyes but I don't let them fall. Some people might say I'm overreacting, but I'm not. My books are everything to me. I love them. I treat them better then I treat myself.

And He burned My Books.

That piece of shit.

He knew how much I love them. I've talked to him thousands of time about my books, expressing my feelings about them. I don't even let anyone so much as, touch my books. But I let him. I trusted him.

I loved him. We broke up because his father attacked us. Barron ordered a few Autum Court soldiers to parad down at the Court of Nightmares and kill innocent people, not that the people living there are innocent in anyway, but by attacking a part of Night Court, he declared War.

I gave him a choice, choose between me and his father. I was stupid enough to hope he would choose me. Of course it would be his father. Even though he hates his father to guts, he would still need him to make him high lord. And being The High Lord of Autum Court meant more to him than anything else, including me.

So now we are at War. Two courts fighting against each other. What could go wrong, eh? Apparently everything.

None of the other courts want to help any of us. They don't want unnecessary violence, which is alright, considering Night Court is much stronger than Autum Court. Barron is a fool to think he can win. And now, Eris is too, as it seems.

I blink my eyes clear of tears and stand up. I count the empty shelves where there once were books, trying to see how many I lost. Sixty–Five. He destroyed sixty–five of my most loved books.

Rage burns in my veins. Hurt overcome by anger. The need to burn him in exchange fills my entire body. But I calm myself before I do something idiotic. I take deep breaths trying to plan what I'm going to do in return. I get out of the room, taking careful steps as I go.

You want to play? Fine. Let's play.

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I twist my hand, snapping the necks of the two guards standing in front of the entrance. I slam open the doors without touching them, barreling down the halls of Autum Court Palace.

This is too easy.

Killing every guard that comes in my way, I go to the main hall. I almost feel bad for the people loosing their life over something their stupid prince did, but my mind is seeing and feeling nothing but red.

When I first described my plan to Rhysand, he was hesitant to let me leave, but realizing that we would be at advantage in this fight by the end of it, he gave me permission.

Now here I am. Walking through enemy land, like a I own it. Removing every obstacle that comes between me and my destination.

I push the doors to the throne room open, and scoff at the few high fea trying to keep me out by their so called magic. I raise an eyebrow and stand their for a few minutes, giving them a chance to stop me. I smirk at their pathetic attempts of imprison me.

I am most powerful here, and they know it.

I raise my hands and twist my wrists, snapping a dozen necks in one motion. I walk father into the room rolling my eyes at the laying bodies. Such a mess.

I take a look around the room. The red carpet running in a straight line from the door to the throne. The levels containing seats for every nobal in Barron's circle. And finally the throne Eris so badly wants to sit at.

Coloured with different shades of red, orange and yellow mixing together. Backrest shaped like fire, built so tall I have to crane my neck to see the top. It's beautiful, I'm not going to lie. Almost makes me feel bad for what I'm about to do.

I turn back around, walking out the same way I walked in. Passing the fallen bodies, I snap my fingers once. Heat explods behind me as I walk out of the door. When I turn to look at the damage I'm doing, I smile.

Fire is lined up from the throne, quickly catching and burning everything in it's way. I smile brighter when I slam the doors shut and drop a small note on the ground near them. He burned my books so I'm burning to only thing he holds most dear in this entire world.

It seems we are. Hope you like my gift.

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Last But Not Least Part 3

Again, thanks for all the likes on Part 2! I think this part was better than the previous 2. I tried to take my time more and I hope that has turned out for the better. Feel free to leave comments, I love feedback! Unless folks specifically request to see Lucien and Elain's trip to the Day Court/their first mating, this will be the final installment of this little ficlet. Next on my docket takes place in this same head cannon but will have more Feyre, Rhys, Nesta, and Cassian in it (as well as Elain and Lucien). Let me know what you all want to read and I'll try to accomodate.

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Lucien had arrived in the Autum Court with plenty of time to support Eris and Gerod’s armies as they assaulted the Forest House from the north.  Finn and Isak were attacking from the south, from Spring’s border.  If there had been time to think and plan, Lucien would have gone to Summer and asked Tarquin for help penning Beron in on the west, but the Vanserra brothers were focused on vengeance and haste.

The Vanserra brothers.  Lucien realized while commanding a contingent of Eris’ forces that he didn’t fall into that category.  Not really.  He had every right to his anger and to fight along side his brothers.  His mother had been murdered, but they were his half-brothers.  She’d used some of her last minutes in this world to tell Lucien that he wasn’t one of Beron’s sons at all.  Lucien was the son of Helion Spell-Cleaver.

He’d gone through so many emotions that day.  There was concern when Elain nudged him, hope when she’d said she missed him, even more hope as they spent the day together, heartache at losing his mother, rage at Beron for murdering her, and shock at learning of his true parentage.  He’d been a courtier long enough, though, to think through the implications of that information.  He had to be careful what role he played in Beron’s demise.  It could never be construed as an act of the Day Court, and if Lucien was truly Helion’s son then . . . . So Lucien had given Eris and Gerod the satisfaction of the combined killing blow.

Thankfully the power of the High Lord transferred to Eris immediately.  Lucien was still surprised that he was grateful for that outcome.  They’d made their peace, though, once Eris explained his role in Lucien’s escape to Spring.  Then when Eris had realized Azriel was his mate, Lucien had been the first brother he told.  Ever since then, they’d been on reasonably good terms.  Heck, Eris was one of the ones who kept telling Lucien not to give up hope with Elain.  So to say that Lucien was fully supportive of Eris as the High Lord or Autumn was an understatement.

Gerod was too.  Beron’s third son had always supported Eris.  Finn and Isak on the other hand were wildcards.  Finn had always hoped for the power to transfer to him and Isak was a spineless lackey of Finn.  Lucien was wary of how they would react when the dust settled. At the end of that first day, though, everyone seemed to accept that Eris was the new High Lord.  Swearing fealty would be the next order of business and Lucien knew he needed to get away before things got that far.  So he found himself knocking on his brother’s suite of rooms, his palms sweaty.

Azriel opened the door.  “Lucien.” he said simply.

Lucien nodded to him.  “Azriel.  I know there’s been a lot today, but is he available?  Just for a few minutes?”

Azriel looked back over his shoulder and then nodded, standing to the side so Lucien could enter.  Eris’ suite of rooms were so quintessential Autumn Court.  The colors were orange, deep red, and deep gold on dark woods.  There was dark green accenting things here and there, like you would see it in a forest during the height of autumn.  Lucien wondered if Azriel would get any voice in the decor now that Beron and his predjudice was out of the picture.

“Thank you,” Eris said as he strode in from the bedchamber, his tunic untucked and open at the top.  “I know you were in shock when I left Night.”

“She was my mother too,” Lucien said a little more harshly than he intended.

Eris nodded slowly.  “But I think she’d told you . . . something . . .”

Lucien’s brows narrowed.  “You know what she told me?”

“I think I do,” he admitted and looked to Azriel.  “I think it’s why you let Gerod and I have the killing blow?”

“How do you know?” Lucien asked, not sure how to feel that Eris and Azriel apparently knew something he only learned that afternoon.

Eris gave him a sympathetic smile.  “You forget, little brother, that I’ve been around much longer than you.  And as much as you look like Mother, you lack the features of my sire.”

Lucien’s mouth opened and closed in surprise.  “Does everyone know?”

“I doubt it,” Azriel put in.  “I’ve known for awhile.  Feyre and Rhys highly suspect, but that’s all that I know of.”  If Azriel said that was the extent of the people who knew, it probably was.  It was Azriel’s job to know things and know who else knew them.

Lucien sighed and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “I don’t even know what to feel about this,” he confessed, surprising himself.

“You could feel relief,” Eris suggested.  “You don’t have to live with the knowledge that your father murdered your mother.”  That last bit sounded pained and bitter.

Azriel joined his mate and took Eris’ hand in his. Mates.

Elain.  Lucien’s mate.  He suddenly remembered her last words to him and the way she’d held him in the minutes after his mother’s death.  “Elain . . .” he said softly.

“Is worried about you,” Azriel said confidently.

“But just this morning we were barely getting to know each other,” Lucien argued.

Azriel nodded.  “But in my experience, Elain is a caretaker.  I think she saw you in need and everything finally clicked into place for her.”

Eris smiled at Lucien.  “You’re welcome to stay, of course, but I wouldn’t be offended if you wanted to get back to her.”

Lucien’s mind was racing.  There was just so much to process!  But he couldn’t deny that he was craving the closeness of his mate.  He looked Eris in the eyes and nodded.  “I will speak with Helion as soon as I can.  I’ll make sure Day supports you if Finn and Isak get any rebellious ideas.”

“Thanks, Lucien,” Eris replied sincerely.  “Hopefully they have senses of self-preservation and will know when they’re beat.”

Lucien nodded his agreement at that sentiment.  “Any message for Rhys?” he asked Azriel.

Azriel shook his head.  “I’ll report in mentally before the night is through.”

“Alright.  Then I’m heading back to Night.  She did say to come home to her,” and he allowed himself a hopeful grin.

“Then don’t keep the lady waiting!” Eris agreed with a broad smile of his own.

Lucien nodded and headed for the suite doors.  As he made his way out of the Forest House, he found himself breaking into an excited jog.  He wanted to get back to the Night Court as fast as he could winnow, but he had to get clear of the main grounds.  As soon as he felt he was passed Eris’ wards, he winnowed to the front of the River House.

He was about to knock on the front door, hoping someone would be up, when Feyre spoke into his mind.  C’mon in, Lucien. Elain’s reading in the sitting room.  Waiting up for you. Lucien opened the door quietly, not sure if Nyx would be easily awakened by his entry, and hurried to the sitting room doors.

They opened before his hand could touch the latch.  Elain was standing before him a little breathless, eyes wide and expectant.  “You’re alright,” she breathed in relief.

Lucien nodded.  “Perfectly fine,” he assured her.  “You . . .”

“Came to my senses,” she finished with a slight blush to her cheeks.  “I don’t know why it took me so long to see you, to really see you, but I did today.”  She closed the distance between them and reached up to put her arms around his neck.

Lucien put his arms around her waist, relishing in the feel of her body close to his.  He realized where they were and looked to the sofa where his mother had told him about her and Helion, where she’d taken her final breaths.  It looked like nothing was amiss.

“Rhys is going to deliver her to the Autumn Court in the morning,” Elain explained, reading into his questioning expression.  “You can go with him of course.”

Lucien nodded first and then shook his head.  “I need to go somewhere else first,” he said and paused, unsure how to explain.

“Can you pause for food and sleep?” she asked, worry etching her face.  She lifted her hand to his face and gently cupped the side, completely unphased by his metal eye.

“Yes,” he agreed.  “I wasn’t really hungry at the Forest House, but maybe I should eat something.”

Elain smiled and let her hand fall, taking him by the hand.  She led him to the kitchen and sat him down at the table.  Neither of the wraiths were in sight, it was just the two of them.  She pulled a roasting pan from the oven and set it on the stove top.  

“Elain . . .” he said, starting to understand why she’d brought him there.

“I have it on good authority that you like a well roasted chicken,” she replied with a smile over her shoulder.

He blinked in surprise, unsure of whether he should stop her or not.  “I do,” he agreed.  “But . . .”

“I’ve never tried to make the carmelized brussel sprouts before,” she continued.  “So maybe don’t try those first.” She continued to fix a plate for him.  She brought it over, and he saw a juicy chicken breast, purple carrots, carmelized brussel sprouts, and a dinner roll on the plate.  “I accept the bond,” and she placed it before him along with utensils and a napkin.

“Elain . . .” Lucien was speechless.  He hadn’t been expecting this.  He’d dreamt of this moment for years now, but he’d almost given up hope that it would ever happen.  He certainly didn’t expect it to occur when he’d woken up that morning.  Of course a lot of things had happened he hadn’t expected when he’d woken up that morning.

Slowly, almost like he was actually in a dream, he picked up the knife and fork and attempted to cut into the chicken.  It fell apart easily and he brought a fokful to his mouth.  Without taking his eyes from Elain’s, he took the bite, savored the perfectly seasoned meat, and swallowed.

Elain was beaming.  “Is it good?” she asked hopefully.

He smiled back at her, surprised that she didn’t know.  “It’s perfect,” he promised.  “Get yourself a plate too.”

“Is that allowed?” she asked, clearly still uncertain about the rules of the occasion.

Lucien chuckled.  “Yes,” he assured her.  “And I will enjoy it all the more if you join me.”

She nodded and went to the cooler.  “First, a little wine,” she said.  “Rhys said this is a good vintage.  I’m sorry to say that I’m not an expert on such things, even in the human world.”  She produced two glasses and poured them each a portion of white wine that Lucien immediately knew was one of the better bottles from Rhys’ personal collection.  He’d thank him for the generosity later.

“When we throw parties, I’ll take care of wine selection,” he assured her.  “Several centuries as a courier had better make me good for something.”

Elain laughed lightly as she served herself a plate of roasted chicken and vegetables as well. 

She sat down and Lucien raised his glass.  Elain raised hers as well.

“To our future,” he said.  “Because I am going to finish every last bite.”

Elain blushed a little but clinked her glass with his and they both sipped at the excellent wine.

As they ate, Lucien gave her a high-level account of the assault on the Forest House.  She’d seen battle before, but she wasn’t a warrior like Nesta or Feyre. She wouldn’t have appreciated all the details.  And that was perfectly fine with him.  He hoped he’d be able to protect her so she’d never be exposed to that sort of ugliness ever again.

As promised, Lucien finished every ounce of food she’d served him.  When he was finished, he reached over and took her hand.  He brought it to his lips and kissed the back of it gently.  “Thank you, Elain.  I will spend the rest of my existence working to make you happy.”

“I will do the same,” she promised a little breathily.  Then she bit her lip, gazing down at the table.  “What happens now?”

Lucien released her hand to gently guide her chin back up.  “Whatever you want,” he said gently, looking in her eyes.  “We can say goodnight here if that makes you more comfortable.”

Her eyes were glistening.  “I’m . . . Lucien, I . . .” she kept trying to speak and stopped herself in frustration.  “Maybe you should tell me what to do?”

“Never,” Lucien said with a shake of his head.  “I don’t get the impression that you have all that much experience in the physical aspects of love and courtship.”

Elain bit her lip and shook her head.  “But I know I should . . .”

But Lucien cut her off.  “There’s no should about these things, Elain,” he promised.  “We’ll take things slow, physically, and I’m certainly not going to push you into anything tonight.”

Elain looked relieved.  “I do love you, Lucien,” she insisted.

“I’m confident of that,” he replied with a loving smile.  “So our forays into physical affection will be meaningful and extra special, but we don’t need to rush.”  He couldn’t help giving her a roguish grin.  “Because we’re mates, and I think that once we start, it may be very difficult to stop.”

“Oh,” she replied and blushed crimson.  She stood quickly and cleared the table, taking the plates to the sink.  “Ceridwen and Nuala said to leave the dishes.  That they’d take care of them.”

Lucien got to his feet and went to the sink, sidling up behind her.  He leaned down, placed a gentle kiss right by her ear, and felt her shiver.  He could feel it was a happy shiver, though, and he smiled.  “I have one other thing I need to tell you,” he said, gently turning her to face him.

“What’s that?” she asked, letting him wrap his arms around her waist.

“I’m not a son of the Autumn Court like I thought,” he said.

She looked at him in confusion.

“My mother, before . . . before . . .” he couldn’t say it.  It was too fresh.

Elain nodded her understanding.

“She told me that I am Helion’s son,” he explained.  “I belong to the Day Court.”

Elain was surprised.  “That’s where you need to go.  To the Day Court?”

Lucien nodded.  “Helion doesn’t know.  About my mother’s passing, about me, about any of it.  I need to speak with him.  Will you come with me tomorrow?”

Elain smiled lovingly up at him, her arms snaking around his neck.  “Of course.”

“Thank you,” he said gratefully.  “I think I can face it all if you’re by my side.”

“I will always be by your side.  From here on out,” she promised.

Lucien took her by the hand and led her from the kitchen.  When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Lucien gently guided her onto the first step and let go of her hand.  “I’ll be back just after breakfast,” he assured her.

“You could come before breakfast,” Elain said urgently.  “Feyre and Rhys won’t mind.”

Lucien chuckled.  “Would you like me to have breakfast with you?”

Elain nodded, biting her lip and Lucien realized she was staring at his lips.  She might not be ready to consummate their mating that evening, but she was certainly thirsty for some physical affection.

Lucien nodded slowly.  “Then I’ll come by in time for breakfast.  Elain . .”

“Hmm. . .?”

“May I kiss you goodnight?” he asked.  He was pretty sure he knew the answer, but he wanted to make sure he didn’t misunderstand.

“Yes please,” she whispered.

Lucien gently took her chin between his thumb and forefinger and brought her closer to him.  Ever so gently, he placed his lips on hers, trying to memorize everything about this first kiss.  Her lips were softer than silk, supple and pliant, and although he wasn’t pushing it, she began to open them to him.  He gently opened them wider with his tongue and found hers.  She was a little timid and inexperienced, but as he coaxed her out, she gained a little confidence and returned his kiss in earnest.  He felt her hand on his arm, giving his bicep a little squeeze, and he slid his own hand around to brace the back of her head.  He could feel the mating bond driving him to get more from her so he pulled back gently.

“That was lovely!” she exclaimed quietly, as if she were surprised by it.

Lucien chuckled.  “I’m glad.”

Elain wrapped him in a tight hug quickly and then released him with a smile.  “Until tomorrow morning, then.”

“Until tomorrow morning,” he agreed with a nod.

She turned and headed up the winding staircase towards the River House’s residential wing.  He watched her go until she was out of sight before turning and heading for the front door. 

He had no idea how Helion was going to take the news that he was a father, albeit of a full-grown male.  He was fairly certain the news of his mother’s passing was going to be devastating for the Day Court’s High Lord, though.  Hopefully having Elain there would help.  She was such a ray of sunshine, Lucien almost hoped Helion would acknowledge him as a son so that Elain could spend more time in the Day Court.  It was almost like she was made for it.

[dragoncityinteriordesign]

The menu for the SID mid-autum festival feast is

puffy little pastries wrapped in paper that says “COUNTRY SCENERY”

a variety of individual cake slices

little egg tarts

plain donuts

fruit: dragonfruit, red and green grapes, peaches, oranges, and bananas

three plates of dumplings, brought in hot and fresh from Lao Li’s little kitchen

a bottle of sauce for the dumplings

two bottles of some whiskey-looking hard liquor

two bottles of red wine

two bottles of sparkling alcohol, one of which is ... blue

four carafes of what honestly looks like Gatorade, considering the questionable food dyes going on here

What I’m not seeing is ... mooncakes. Which, considering it’s the Mooncake Festival, seems like a strange thing to leave out, but okay, we do things different in Dragon City.

Unlike all the fake restaurant food, a whole lot of this spread is actually edible, as evidenced by how the actors are actually eating. I assume the slices of cake are fake, since nobody seems to be busting into those, and they are the first things I’d be going after. Then again, I don’t see forks, so maybe not. ...No, I’d use my hands, it’s cake.

What’s also very cute is what they’re eating. Da Qing spends most of the scene both munching on a peach and defiantly cramming dumplings in his mouth, just like a real cat would do if it could use chopsticks. Zhu Hong seems real into the pastries, especially the plain donuts (maybe they have meat inside). Chu Shuzhi keeps picking grapes off the bunch nearest to him and popping them into his mouth. Lin Jing is busting into one of those tarts, and at one point he picks a green grape and leans across the table to hand it to a slightly befuddled Zhu Hong. Guo Changcheng spends much time dithering emotionally, but when the chief finally orders them all to eat, he goes for one of the donuts too; there’s also a shot where he’s pouring the dumpling sauce as he shares a bowl of the dumplings with his Chu-ge. Lao Li does not seem to be eating anything, happy instead to watch everyone else chow down. And the ghosts are feeding one another dumplings and making everyone else sick with how cute that is (and also possibly with how you don’t want to think too long about how ghosts eat dumplings).

Meanwhile Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan spend so much time flirting meanly at one another that they don’t get a chance to dig in, which is honestly what they both deserve.

[happyyyandcrazyyy]

the marauders as seasons

summary: three out of the four marauders as seasons ( + lily ).

this idea just popped into my mind one day and i had to write it down.

gif’s not mine. credit to the owner.

james is like summer.

he’s the happiness that is brought by the end of the semester and the beginning of vacations. he’s the heat of sunny days, the taste of cold lemonade and the feeling of water dripping down your skin after a day swimming in the lake. he’s the excitement of quidditch matches and the buzzing of bumblebees floating around. he’s the feeling of late night adventures and deep conversations under the stars. he’s the smell of one long barbecue and the feeling of friends always being nearby. he can sometimes be like drinking alcohol during summer parties, too; a feeling of intoxication and liberation at the same time. he’s the awe of traveling to new places, exploring and discovering, the sound of ocean waves, the smell of sun lotion, the feeling of skin being warm to the touch. but, above everything else, james potter is the memories that you create during this season; eternal.

remus is like autum.

he’s the tenderness of cool air brushing your skin but also the light sun preventing you from being cold. he’s the smell of parchment and ink, a scent of home. he’s the coziness of hoodies and scarfs, the feeling of hands affectionately holding each other for the first time. he’s the calmness of the environment and the ability to fall in love with nature once again. he’s the sound of leaves crunching under your feet, the foggy light that creates a mysterious sensation around the castle, the smell of pumpkin scented candles. he’s the bright moon on a clear night, the impression that everyone and everything seems to slow down. he’s the gentleness of the air and the picturesque sceneries. but he’s also the sadness of watching the whomping willow lose its leaves, a reminder that everything comes to an end. remus lupin is the sounds and smells and sights of autumn that stir the soul, a delight mixed with a twinge of melancholy.

sirius is like winter.

he’s the warmth of the fireplace, the delicious taste of hot chocolate with melting marshmallows and the peace of being tucked in bed with only a book for company. he’s the comfort of a hug, the sound of christmas songs, the feeling of a kiss under the mistletoe. he’s late night trips to hogsmeade, stealing sweets from honeyduke’s. with those he cares about he’s the sound of laughter, he’s the affection and kindness that is spread during the holiday dinners, he’s the beautiful shimmering of the decoration lights in the christmas tree. he’s the laughter during a snowball fight, the delighted screams of enjoyment after sliding down a mountain in a sled, the twinkling of joy in children’s eyes as they open their gifts in the early christmas morning. but sirius can also be reserved. he can also be the icy cold winds, those that are frigid and paint your cheeks a rosy pink. sirius black is like snow, both alluring and beautiful but also threatening if not handled carefully.

(bonus)

lily is like spring.

she’s the rays of sunshine in the morning, the scent of coffee beans and pumpkin juice for breakfast. she’s the tweeting of birds, the exhilaration of watching flowers bloom again. she’s the caress of the warm breeze during a stressful day, the gorgeousness of a clear blue sky. she’s the tranquility of having a picnic with your friends and watching the sunset, enjoying the way the sky turns from a baby orange to a light pink. she’s a boost of energy, the taste of raindrops and the felling of soaked clothes against your skin. she’s the awakening after months of cold weather, light and beautiful. lily evans is the glee of spring, an overflowing feeling of joy and companionship.

———

i tried so hard to write peter but i just couldn’t, i really dislike his character. so instead i added lily, because she’s totally spring.

[belladoesmakeup]

The glow dream.

Hi guys,

As bold as it sounds I think I have a new favourite revolution eyeshadow palette. Shocking I know but this palette is such a game changer.

Let me introduce you to the new Glow palette, £20 (reduced to £6 when I got it). This palette is from their glow collection where they were very hyped on all this gold and glowy (I mean the name gives it away doesn’t it) but as you know in every range they have a gorgeous palette. I’m obsessed with gold toned eyeshadows because I have blue eyes and these shades really make my lids pop! Now this palette gives you everything it gives you mattes, shimmers and glitters and while it’s a gold themed palette it still has some deeper shades to balance it out.

When I look at this palette it gives me such autumn vibes with the golds, reds and pops of colour in the colour story. While I obviously love all revolution palettes this palette is like my dream combo of colours. When this palette first came out it was one of the first bigger palettes revolution released and honestly for the range of colour in this palette I’m glad it was a bigger size. The matte shades in this palette are beautiful mainly focussing on Nude shades with pops of colour (like the blue). As always the shades blend beautifully together and looking at this palette there’s so many looks you can make.

While this collection was released during the summer I would personally use these shades more in the autumn. Mainly to add a warmth of glitter but between the golds, oranges and burgundy shades you can do such a autum look. In the pic I posted I made a gold toned look paired with liner and I loved how it turned out. It would be easier to make that deeper in tone by adding matte brown to the outer crease.

If you want to check out this palette and others like it head over to revolutionbeauty.com

Lots of love

Bella x x

[thewitchisinbish]

Happy Mabon Witches!

We made it, the fall equinox. The first day of fall! If you're like me and completely lost all sense of time and realized today was a witches wheel holiday (oops), you still want to celebrate. But this celebration will be hella low-key and... well... basic. Yes i said it. Basic.

What is Mabon?

Mabon is the second harvest festival and when harvest especially, where I live within the world, really ramps up. Mabon is also considered the Witches Thanksgiving. Cause whats better than giving thanks for the harvest during, ya know actual harvest. Different cultures celebrate in their own way. The germans have Oktober fest, the ancient Greeks celebrated by harevsting grapes for wine. Even currently the Chinese celebrate with Mid-Autum festival to give thanks for their families.

Last minute celebration ideas

So now we know a little of why we are celebrating, let's find out how to celebrate the procrastination way.

Decorate for fall, in fall colors like oranges, reds, browns, golds, and yellows.

Go pick some sunflowers or marigolds.

Find an acorn outside (it might be too early for this depending on where you are).

Make some tea! You can stick with teas that have a correspondence with Mabon like sage, myrh, or rosehip. I personally am going more calming with camomile today.

Burn some sage, because, sage.

Clean up, or declutter.

Light a candle.

As you can tell, we are going basic this year. Basic for me because I am a procrastinator. Basic for others because not everyone has the option to go all out this year. It might be a loss of income, or feeling trapped in their situation because of quarantine.

Whatever your situation, have a Happy Mabon and Blessed Be.

[lgvalenzuela]

Thanks to @annabelle-tanaka-official for the tag

MORGABY

A: Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Barnaby finds Morgana’s patience and compassion extremely compelling, the way she listens to you without ever interrupt you, taking in account everything you say, and always gives you good advice. The way she loves to learn and teach, she will listen and talk about everything. He also loves her laugh. Physically he finds her really pretty, but the thing he likes the most is that how she’s apparently always blushing.

Morgana loves the way she can really feel like a teenager without responsibilities with him, do things that are simply fun, that he’s the funniest person she knows. But also, that he yearns to improve, he wants to be better and really work for it. Physically she can’t help herself; she likes how strong he is.

Both love feeling like they really understand each other.

B: Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

They were extremely excited about the prospect of having a big (probably beautiful given their genes) family. But that idea quickly got shut down after having their first and only child after some horrible things happened during the war Morgana was unable to have more children. They thought it was probably for the best, since the first pregnancy was very traumatic and Morgana was busy after the war, but it was one of the saddest things that happened during their adulthood.

C: Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Morgana is really private, to the point that no one saw them kiss on the lips until their wedding, but everyone notices they get attracted to one another like magnets whenever they’re in the same room together, they stand as close as possible to each other and maybe Morgana holds his arm. If Morgana is incredibly stressed maybe they would see Barnaby give her a little shoulder massage, or the other way around.

D: Dates (What are dates with them?)

They usually go to the farmers market or going antique shopping, because they’re like a boring old married couple, but they have fun. They just enjoy each other’s company, going on walks together, going to the zoo…no matter how soft and boring it sounds, they just like it. They also go to all the fairs that they can so Barnaby can win her as much plushies as humanly possible.

E: Everything  (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

Both agree: You are my future.

F: Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Damien told Barnaby he was obviously in love with Morgana, since he always talked about her with such care and love. He was very confused until he heard Morgana tell two judgemental Ravenclaws (that asked her what did she like of being friends with Barnaby if she couldn’t engage intellectually) that they’ve obviously never talked with Barnaby about something he was genuinely interested in, and she didn’t partake of the kind of intellectual dishonesty of believing you’re superior to others.

Morgana isn’t actually sure when it happened, it was slow, gentle and imperceptible, she just one day knew she would do anything if it meant Barnaby could be happy. She just knew at the begginig of Year 4 and she’s been smitten ever since.

G: Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Very much so. It’s more noticeable with the affectionate way they touch and stroke each other’s faces. But Morgana also softly grips on his clothes or take his arm, so she won’t lose him. Barnaby is more forward he kisses her face a lot and puts their foreheads together so they can look into each other’s eyes.

H: Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Intertwining their fingers.

I: Impression (What was their first impression?)

Morgana thought he was really funny, and Barnaby though she was really sweet.

J: Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

No.

K: Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Morgana initiated the first Kiss because Barnaby gave her all the time, she needed to overcome her shyness a little. Their kisses are…private.

L: Love (Who’s says ‘I love you’ first?)

Barnaby.

M: Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

Kissing for the first time, because they tried for six months and they had a really deep and meaningful conversation before it happened.

N: Nickle (Do they spoil one another? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

They’re more of an arts and crafts, doing something from the heart kind of couple.

O: Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

For Morgana is autum colors or blue, for Barnaby is jade.

P: Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Very classical, like the old married couple that they are: my love, dear, darling…

Q: Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Morgana: China tea sets.

Barnaby: Postcards.

R: Rainy day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

They go to the field or the countryside to see all the creatures that only go outside when it rains. And after they curl up together on the coach with a blanket, so Morgana can read them a book.

S: Sad (How do they cheer each other up?)

They understand each other very well, so mostly they hug tightly and talk openly about their problems, try to give each other good advice. Morgana also brings him to see puffskins, nifflers…cute things that would make Barnaby happy. And Barnaby makes her tea and sweets.

T: Talking (What do they talk about?)

Whatever comes to mind, which leads to the weirdest topics sometimes.

U: Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

A good cup of tea and a book for Morgana, petting various cute creatures for Barnaby.

V: Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

Barnaby likes to show off his muscles and how many things he can win for Morgana on fairs, he’s really proud of how strong he is. Morgana likes to show of her knowledge of various topics and her ingenuity to think of spells (and sometimes cute dresses), she’s really proud of her planning skills.

W: Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Barnaby planned (with the help of Andre and Mercy, avid Morgaby shippers) a really cute proposal where he would take her to the place where they had their first date and give the staff a cup of tea where ‘Will you marry me’ was written at the bottom. Anyway, everything went wrong, he even made it sound like he was breaking up with her and forgot the ring.

So when his intentions were clear enough, Morgana proposed instead.

They married in 1999 in their own house, their wedding was garden/tea/antique themed.

X: Xylophone (What’s their song?)

You matter to me from Waitress.

Y: Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Yes, especially after having their child.

Z: Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

After moving in together they have a cat, a dog, a niffler, a thestral and Barnaby Junior still lives with them.

For Damien and Ben

For Mercy, Penny, Talbott, Badeea and Diego.

For Emily and Merula

[rthoney]

all of them again??

red: describe your favorite shirt 

its this black tshirt that has the british flag in white and says london on it 

orange: if you could, would you change your eye color? why? to what color, if so? probably not but if i have to id want blue eyes cause i think theyre pretty

yellow: name of an artist you think is underappreciated

umm idk

green: do you have a favourite flower?

yes. dasies and roses

blue: preferred type of weather?

RAIN. also like cool and sunny autum weather

purple: a poem you think describes your closest friend

umm idk

magenta: do you keep your fingernails long or short?

semi short cause i play guitar

turquoise: favorite sea animal?

dolphins

fuchsia: favorite land animal?

dogs and pandas

cyan: are you religious? spiritual?

kinda ish

sea green: can you fold a fitted sheet?

no

violet: are you a part of the lgbt+ community?

no...? 

amber: what's saved as your phone's lockscreen?

a group selfie of the hamilton cast

aqua: do you thrift?

no..?

pink: what's your natural hair color?

brownish red

beige: have any pets? what're their names?

yes.two dogs- parker and shadow, 3 cats- ray, boromir and faramir, and a rat  peaches

black: would you ever try going vegetarian or vegan?

i was until i was like 9

coral: an animal you wish hadn't gone extinct

most of them..

grey: how many languages do you speak? do you want to learn any more?

english but im learning french and american sign langauge

maroon: do you care for clothing brands?

no

rose: favorite scent on a person?

idk

charcoal: have you ever been camping?

yes all time

claret: do you play an instrument? do you want to learn to play any?

i play guitar and piano but  also want to learn violin

copper: gold or silver jewelry?

silver but i actually cant wear either if its in an earing

cream: any piercings or tattoos? do you want any?

i have two piercing in each ear 

salmon: how many pairs of sunglasses do you own?

non lol

ebony: would you ever want to play a game on television? (jeopardy, family fued, etc) 

no

indigo: have you ever lived on a farm?

n

emerald: if you had the option, would you choose to move and live in another country? which one? 

franceeeeee

lavender: relationship status?

singleeeeeeeeeee

erin: what was/is your best school subject?

math probably 

mauve: any unpopular opinions?

...no?

fulvous: another name you think would suit you

eliza idk 

coconut: a subject you enjoy learning about

history

frost: a -core you enjoy

? what ?

porcelain: an tv show you used to love

used to? idk

fawn: any interesting family stories?

my cousin tried to kill me several times when we were babies

gold: do you wear your socks mismatched?

all the time

honey: your thoughts on magic- does it exist?

not really

rust: form of art you enjoy doing?

painting

ginger: any sideblogs?

yes. @a-hammy-boi and @random-out-of-tune-songs

cherry: YouTubers you enjoy watching?

idk

wine: do you have a 'type'

yes? i guess?

mahogany: your sun, moon, and rising signs

idk all i know is im an Aquarius 

blood: twin beds, queen, or king?

queen?

hot pink: did you/do you had/have strong feelings against the color pink?

no

plum: a food you've never tried

most sea foods

lilac: dogs, cats, or fish?

dogs

amethyst: do you collect anything?

sharpies and sweat shirts

mulberry: earbuds or headphones?

earbuds

azure: jean jackets?

i dont have one but i want one

teal: have a job?

no. i is child.

denim: kill the spider or take it outside?

KILL IT WITH FIRE

sapphire: do you think you can sing well?

yes

mint: favourite flavour of gum?

mint

pecan: shuffle your playlist, what's the first song that comes up?

ok this was my 8 hour playlist of random songs

wish i knew you- the revivalists

penny: icecream or cake

cake

ash: can you do your own makeup?

no..

jade: ever written fanfiction?

no

grape: how many blogs do you follow?

146 i think

umber: do you brush your teeth before you eat?

no. after.

chestnut: type of phone you have

iphone 7

prussian blue: what's your first choice at the vending machine

ive never used a vending machine...

aquamarine: beach or pool

beach

brass: least favorite food condiment

hotsause

mustard: how much sugar in your tea/coffee?

a meduim amount?

silver: ever broken a bone?

no

rose quartz: rings or necklaces

necklaces

onyx: do you still play Minecraft?

sometimes

burgundy: ever ridden a motorcycle?

noooooo

scarlet: favorite holiday

halloween

apricot: opinion on 3 in 1 body wash/hair wash

i dont personally use it but whatever 

platinum: do you follow politics?

kinda

magnolia: your Instagram handle?

i dont have insta gram

[anti-pasto]

for the 200 ask thingy, i actually dare you to do all of them. :D

delgaskarthalexhere we go, anon: 

200: My crush’s name is: I don’t have one right now, I don’t get them often (if I ever had a crush at all)

199: I was born in: 2003

198: I am really: A 2005 emo kid x a 2008 scene kid x a 2014 tumblr fangirl x Kyle himself

 197: My cellphone company is: Apple

194: My ring size is: Honestly? No idea. Propose to me with a sword.

 193: My height is: Somewhere between 5′7″ and 5′8″

192: I am allergic to: Nothing I’m aware of 

191: My 1st car was:  94 Station Wagon, by request

190: My 1st job was: being this funny is a full-time gig

 189: Last book you read: Bone Gap by Laura Ruby

188: My bed is: “made”

187: My pet: I have a cat, I love her very much and I will show her to you if you dm me a cursed image

186: My best friend: We don’t use “best friend” for personal reasons, but they’ve been with me since I was 5 so, my one and only Bro

185: My favorite shampoo is: anything with “silky smooth” or “strawberries” on the bottle. i’m not that picky anymore.

184: Xbox or ps3: xbox or ps4  xbox

183: Piggy banks are: really useful

 182: In my pockets: wallet, keys, phone, earbuds, black pen/pencil, earplugs, mini flashlight

 181: On my calendar:  i’m meeting a friend for smoothies tomorrow

 180: Marriage is: something we shouldn’t push so much onto people. it’s a declaration of love, not an end-all fix-all to your life. i can’t ever see myself getting married but who knows!

 179: Spongebob can: continue to be a relevant meme

178: My mom: i mean. we function. i can’t really complain about my family at large but i am defiantly looking forward to living literally as far away from them as i can. 

 177: The last three songs I bought were? psh, you think i pay for music? (folie a deux, lake effect kid, believers never die volume two) (those are albums but its okay)

176: Last YouTube video watched: I watched Markiplier play Uno

175: How many cousins do you have? 11? 12? I lost count

174: Do you have any siblings? I have a brother

 173: Are your parents divorced? Nope!

172: Are you taller than your mom? Yes, I have been for a while

171: Do you play an instrument? dude HECK yeah! i vibe on piano, guitar, ukulele, clarinet, and im a drum major

170: What did you do yesterday? I went on a drive by myself.

 [ I Believe In ] 

169: Love at first sight: Nope.

168: Luck: Yes, but luck is something that can be engineered

167: Fate: To an extent

 166: Yourself: I’d say overall, yeah. I still have doubts tho

165: Aliens: Mmmmmm yeah

 164: Heaven: Yes

163: Hell: Yes

162: God: Yeup

 161: Horoscopes: without an ounce of truth, they would have died a long time ago

160: Soul mates: the greeks had seven words for love. i think we have multiple soul mates to fit each of those categories. there are definitely people we’re just meant to vibe with

159: Ghosts: i want to say yes but i really dont know

158: Gay Marriage: yes. its 2020. grow up.

157: War: in theory? no. war is kinda messed up. in reality? not everyone is going to be down to nice diplomatic conflict resolution, and not everyone is just gonna leave people *countries* they don’t like alone, so...

156: Orbs: ??? energies are real

155: Magic: vibes are real

 [ This or That ]

 154: Hugs or Kisses: hugs

153: Drunk or High: i am a child of jesus

152: Phone or Online: online

 151: Red heads or Black haired:  irdc but black hair bc i am Emo

150: Blondes or Brunettes: blonde?? ig?? easier to dye

149: Hot or cold: hot weather + cold rooms

148: Summer or winter: summer

147: Autumn or Spring: autum (screw spring)

 146: Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla

145: Night or Day: night

 144: Oranges or Apples: oranges (better to share with homies)

 143: Curly or Straight hair: i dont care but curly

 142: McDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald give iced coffee

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: dark chocolate

 140: Mac or PC: pc for vidgya gaemes

139: Flip flops or high heals: ...converse. please. i cant walk properly in either of those

 138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: sweet and poor 

 137: Coke or Pepsi: pepsi

136: Hillary or Obama: this is kinda outdated but obama

135: Burried or cremated: cremated i aint watch spn for nothin

134: Singing or Dancing: singing. at least that gets better with practice

133: Coach or Chanel: chanel (thank u mr frank ocean and also the neighborhood)

 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: whomst

 131: Small town or Big city: big city and if you say small town you’ve never lived in a small town

 130: Wal-Mart or Target: target

 129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: who tf is this

 128: Manicure or Pedicure: idk dude probably pedicure i don’t like people touching my hands and i use them for too much to get my nails done

127: East Coast or West Coast: hnngggggggg west coast has more to do but east coast has better beaches and 

126: Your Birthday or Christmas: birthday 

125: Chocolate or Flowers: chocolate bc then i can give u some

124: Disney or Six Flags: ive only been to disney so disney (though i AM a HARDCORE rollercoaster stan so it wouldnt take much for me to say six flags)

123: Yankees or Red Sox: what 

 [ Here’s What I Think About ]

 122: War: unfortunately sometimes necessary but not as a first resort i went over this already 

 121: George Bush: is that the shoe guy?

 120: Gay Marriage:  be gay. do crime. kiss wife. or husband. or partner. basically, hell yeah

119: The presidential election: america need 2 b single and focus on herself

 118: Abortion: pro-choice and that choice should be made by the one carrying the baby

117: MySpace: tumblr’s dad

116: Reality TV: don’t talk to about abt this

 115: Parents: disgusting. go to therapy. 

114: Back stabbers: if you’re gonna stab me in the back, pull my lungs through my ribcage bc that’s what my ancestor’s ghosts are gonna do to you (thanks great (x a few times) grandma viking ily thanks for the hair:) )

113: Ebay: good for merch and selling books

 112: Facebook: zuck my dick, data-theif

111: Work: i like doing work? like- i enjoy completing tasks and seeing my hard work pay off? it’s not that bad?

110: My Neighbors: old. boring. want me to babysit for free.

109: Gas Prices: i cant really complain rn they’re kinda low and im a little broke so

108: Designer Clothes: i vibe to them, honestly

 107: College: not for everyone but definitely for me

106: Sports: marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport but only technically speaking though you can make fair comparisons to sports such as cheer, and gymnastics where the idea is to put on a show and receive a score in the form of competition. 

 105: My family: disgusting

104: The future: the future doesn’t exist

 [ Last time I ] 

103: Hugged someone: god, don’t ask me this

 102: Last time you ate: uhhh like 9 hours ago? it was dinner and i had pizza

 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: three or four weeks ago by best bro came to visit and we vibed

100: Cried in front of someone: i finished twist and shout at school at the end of a very bad week. it was only a few tears but that’s as close as i get to crying

99: Went to a movie theater: whenever the last star wars movie came out

98: Took a vacation: last year i went to dc over summer break to see the Smithsonian, it was a lot of fun. i was supposed to go to altanta and florida this year but that didn’t happen for reasons

 97: Swam in a pool: last week

 96: Changed a diaper: never

 95: Got my nails done: never

 94: Went to a wedding: its been at least 6 years dude

93: Broke a bone: never, somehow

 92: Got a peircing: nope

91: Broke the law: technically, yesterday. 55 is too slow

90: Texted: just now

 [ MISC ] 

89: Who makes you laugh the most: the person in my snap named “junior”

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my cat

87: The last movie I saw: probably into the spiderverse

86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: things going back to normal. or somewhat normal. i need school to have a schedule bc i absolutely cannot force myself to function without outside influence

 85: The thing im not looking forward to: ironically, school in the fall. the way we’re going back is going to wreck me more than lockdown already has

 84: People call me: i only ft one of my bros and they know who tf they are if you ask to ft you’re getting fuckin blocked mate i dont do that shit video calls are for WORK and SCHOOL thats IT. but ppl call me by my nickname irl, i go by screech on here. 

83: The most difficult thing to do is: listen to my parent’s political opinions? live in a small town? force myself to be productive without a physical influence and reminder? put up with that one dude?

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope

 81: My zodiac sign is: scoprio/leo/gemini

80: The first person i talked to today was: the potential bassist for our potential band? 

79: First time you had a crush: uhh im still not sure if it was a crush but i wanted them to myself and they wanted (and got) someone better. we were just friends so it doesn’t really matter

 78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: the person on snap named “the great oracle”

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: yesterday, it was my brother

 76: Right now I am talking to: in order of snap names, “vibin ~[^.^]~”, “russian umbrella”, and “mom” (not really)

75: What are you going to do when you grow up: hopefully, a job that makes me happy

74: I have/will get a job: as soon as i know what’s going on with school. but like as an adult? wherever will hire me and pay my fairly. being a barista would be fun, but at a local place (not in my current town)

73: Tomorrow: ???? time for bad poetry: tomorrow i will see my friend/ admist this lasting chaos/ we will be each other’s solitude/ while sharing fruity drinks/ and when we both come home/ a smile we will bring

72: Today: idk what this means so more poetry: today i will be sleep deprived as always/ i will think of them and weep/ but no tears will fall from my eyes/ for i know there is a reason/ we went our own way

 71: Next Summer: i fr dont know whats goin on so: next summer i will be/ as happy as can be/ because i will be in pain no longer/ the earth is sure to heal/ and i will heal with her/ so i can enjoy/ the heatwave of next summer

70: Next Weekend: next weekend i will spend/ my days wasting away/ maybe ill finish hannibal/ again/ not that serial killers make the dopamine stay/ i will not see my friends/ or talk to my family/ i will seldom eat/ and live off coffee/ this has been my life/ all quarintine/ god someone please help me

 69: I have these pets: i have four cats, three chickens, and a dog

 68: The worst sound in the world: my dad and grandpa talking

 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Them

 66: People that make you happy: snap name time: the great oracle, junior, vibin ~[^.^]~, russian umbrella, mom, hero, booby-king 48, go to bed, son, pooper trooper, mac&cheese, plain egg biscuit, apple pie

 65: Last time I cried: i dont cry bitch (last week over officals that cant make up they gottdamned mindes)

64: My friends are: my family and i would die for each and all of them

 63: My computer is: an old hp but it play gaemes real good so it okie

 62: My School: is trash but the band pops off

61: My Car: old, fast, clean

60: I lose all respect for people who: are my dad

 59: The movie I cried at was: i cried over big hero six

 58: Your hair color is: blonde

57: TV shows you watch: supernatural, good omens, hannibal, parks and rec

56: Favorite web site: this hellsite or youtube

 55: Your dream vacation: out of the country with beautiful beaches, amazing food, and my best friend

54: The worst pain I was ever in was: the time i split the back of my head open, the time i split my chin open, and the time my then best friend said they didn’t want to talk to me anymore. i’ll let you guess which one hurt the most and which one i think about every fucking day

53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium or medium well. 

52: My room is: clean and a reflection of myself, or so i’ve been told

51: My favorite celebrity is: i do not engage in celebrity worship. ill follow them and reblog gifs/interviews but i dont really have a favorite. the less i know abt them the better.

 50: Where would you like to be: my own apartment in nyc

49: Do you want children: FUCK THEM KIDS BRO

 48: Ever been in love: i dont know if it was love. i dont know if it was a crush. what i do know id that i was attached and they didn’t feel the same, and why would they?

 47: Who’s your best friend: we dont really use best friend bc but “the great oracle” “junior” and “vibin ~[^.^]~”

46: More guy friends or girl friends: its 50/50

45: One thing that makes you feel great is: goin fast, the beach, playin video games

44: One person that you wish you could see right now: them

43: Do you have a 5 year plan: go to college, earn degree

 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: commit arson

 41: Have you pre-named your children: FUCK. THEM. KIDS. BRO.

40: Last person I got mad at: they do not understand that they do not know everything about something they’re not even involved in yet

39: I would like to move to: new zealand

38: I wish I was a professional: artist? musican? youtuber? who knows

 [ My Favorites ] 

37: Candy: nerds

36: Vehicle: 1970 mustang gt

 35: President: jfk only bc his assassination is the only good thing abt american history the rest of it is fucked up and shouldn’t have happened. also jfk’s song in assassians the musical goes hard

34: State visited: california

 33: Cellphone provider: verizon? apple? idfk

32: Athlete: what is sport

31: Actor: i don't watch shows or movies

30: Actress: i do not consume media

29: Singer: alex gaskarth or alexander deleon

 28: Band: fall out boy 

 27: Clothing store: hot topic (i will not apologize)

 26: Grocery store: okay harris teeter fucks but lidil’s has aloe vera juice and target at 9 pm energy so idk man 

25: TV show: supernatural...

24: Movie: big hero 6

 23: Website: tumblr or youtube

 22: Animal: snow leopard 

 21: Theme park: busch gardens bc roller coaster go fast

20: Holiday: christmas

19: Sport to watch: snowboarding bc its like skateboarding but on snow

18: Sport to play: anything with havy footwork (marching band is a sport)

17: Magazine: i do not condume media

16: Book: the ranger’s apprentice series as a whole makes up my all-time one favorite book

 15: Day of the week: friday bc its game day baybey

14: Beach: cocoa beach in florida but also i have so much left to experience 

13: Concert attended: i havent been to any notable gigs but i was supposed to go to hella mega

 12: Thing to cook: pancakes

11: Food: pizza or shushi

 10: Restaurant: chiplote

 9: Radio station: i like my local rock station and my local edm/top 40 station

8: Yankee candle scent: anything smoky or vanilla idc

7: Perfume: chanel no. 5 if i even wear it

6: Flower: Hydrangea

5: Color: orange

 4: Talk show host: cecil palmer

 3: Comedian: john maulaney

 2: Dog breed: yes

1: Did you answer all these truthfully? ;)

That was a trip. But it was fun, please do things like this more often. Also, I don’t consume media by choice. I’m not sheltered I just can’t be bothered, and I have enough going on. That being said I will now be sleeping. Thanks again, Anon, I hope you have fun reading this :D

[thewickedjurdan]

the queen of nothing book cover!

ok so apparently we just got blessed (or cursed) with the queen of nothing book cover and there’s so much going on so just wanted to gather my thoughts:

first of all: I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL about it! when I first saw it on instagram i sent it to @daddycardan thinking it might be fanart. then i checked amazon and saw it there so im thinking it’s legit (plus the font and everything would be way too hard to fake)

second: it’s so different from the other covers in the way that it has many colors, it has a wholeass reptile in it , has sooo many clues , and well the CROWN IS BROKEN. so here’s some clues or observations:

- the crown is fucking b r o k e n. I remember reading that it could only be broken when less than 2 members of the bloodline are alive (it’s also written on the wiki). so i just want to put it out that NEITHER MY BABY CARDAN OR OAK HAS PERMISSION TO DIE IN THIS BOOK.

- concering the above , i have a theory so beware if you’re avoiding them: maybe cardan and jude will die at the end together? it’s such a sad thought but think about it. they both are the faerie crown. the faerie crown is not only broken in 2 (representing both cardan and jude separately) , but also buried. this might signify that the crown (jurdan) will be buried underground aka dead.

-i’m really curious to know how the ice setting will come into play. it’ll might be winter in the mortal realm, and was maybe wondering if there’s anyway cardan could bring winter into faerie? afterall he’s the ruler of the land (wild thought: so is jude) so he could basically control the weather. maybe in jude’s absence the weather will reflect his feelings. winter usually having connotations of melancholy and sadness.

-my intial thought at the flowers on the bottom was that they were rowan berries. hear me out: rowan berries are red and have green leaves, buuuut during winter the leaves fall (or if it’s autum then they turn redish orange like in the cover) and the berries actually stay intact tho some are frozen over like in the picture.

- the snake is what has me completely baffled. i knew it symbolized some stuff and this is what i could find that possibly relates to the story:

“Historically, serpents and snakes represent fertility or a creative life force. As snakes shed their skin through sloughing, they are symbols of rebirth, transformation, immortality, and healing.” -wikipedia

this could mean that there’s possibly a child being born (taryn and locke or jurdan unrealistic tho). the immortality, transformation, and healing had me more intrigued because it could mean so many things i could make a whole post abt this.

however snakes are also know for vengefullness and vindictiveness:

“Following Christian tradition, serpents are connected with lies, vengefulness and vindictiveness...

This connection also depends in part on the experience that venomous snakes often deliver deadly defensive bites without giving prior notice or warning to their unwitting victims. Although a snake is defending itself from the encroachment of its victim into the snake's immediate vicinity, the unannounced and deadly strike may seem unduly vengeful when measured against the unwitting victim's perceived lack of blameworthiness.”

soo i’ll leave it at that because the last pretty obvious who it could be about. sorry that this is so long and damn i have so many more ideas and interpretations of this cover but this would be way too long. please tell me about what you think and if there’s anything u agree/disagree on because i’d love to see other ideas.

watch this be a fake cover lmao (pls dont be)

[ashura02]

Tag Game

Yeah, i've been tagged by @frostgirl4 for this tag game thing so... Let's do that! It's been great being tagged by you! - Rules: Answer 20 questions and tag 20 followers you would like to know better. - Name: Ana (but call me ash pretty pla) - Zodiac Sign: Leo - Height: 155cm (i'm a hobbit!! :'D) - Languages spoken: Spanish and Catalan mother tongues, English very fluently and a bit, bit bit of French. - Nationality: Spainard - Favourite fruit(s): eeeeh... yes. - Favourite season: Autum/Fall ♡ - Favourite scent: Probably... Mint - Favourite colour(s): Red and orange. Also black. Black is good. - Favourite animal(s): Foxes!! Foxes everywhere!! But also dogs, wolfs, coyotes and cats. I'm a canine person but cats are life ♡ - Coffe, tea, or hot chocolate: Tea and hor chocolate, i cannot stand coffe... - Average hours of sleep: 6-7, but as long as i can, i sleep 10 XD - Favorite fictional character: Difficult one! I had tons of them over time, and all of them still have a little space in my heart. So i'm gonna put a few: Riza Hawkeye (Full Metal Alchemist the manga), Maka Albarn (Soul Eater) Nepeta Leijon, Callie (Homestuck), 10th Doctor (Doctor Who), and the list can go on, and on... - Dream Trip: Thailand (i have family there i yet have to meet!)* the first thing, and then Japan and Australia. - Blog created: Uh... Arround 2015? Probably 2014. 2014-2015 to play safe XD *Disclaimer: i am not half asian, it's political family: my oncle married a thai woman years ago, they live between spain and thailand. TAGS!!!! @longlivethecount @madfujoshi (i know these two already but i just wanna "tocarles los cojones" XD) @kitkats-for-the-soul (we've been mutuals for a while and i have yet to know you, person) @sky-blue-siha (we were both on the undertale dating sim team and they're the only one i still have the tumblr of :'3 sad...) I don't know 20 more people so, yeah.

[evanvanness]

Annotated edition, Week in Ethereum News, April 13 issue

The newsletter didn’t get sent until Monday morning, so a bit late for me.  The reason why is that last week I was busy securing the 4 major sponsors necessary to keep this newsletter free for everyone.  Hopefully news on that front will be coming soon.  I’ll be very grateful to the folks who help Week in Ethereum News stay free, and hopefully you will be too.  As I’ve told everyone I talked to, as an editor, the product will remain the exact same.  As a publisher, it’s very important to me that it’s a productive relationship for everyone.

Here’s the most clicked, preserved in a screenshot since my tweets auto-delete

People are excited that the fee market is getting simulated.  This particular piece is probably a bit too simplistic, but Barnabe will be publishing more soon, with more realistic assumptions about endogenous demand.   

People are excited because the fee market change will 1) make it easier for app devs to get their user transactions included and 2) because every transaction will burn some ETH, and 3) it kills economic abstraction forever, something I remember Gavin pushing quite hard in 2015 and 2016.

Meanwhile, Danny published a design on turning off PoW.   Even though it’s long, it’s still rough and just an initial plan.  The focus has been on launching the eth2 chain, but as soon as it is launched, the goal is to turn off the wasteful electricity burn (and issuance!) of PoW.

Eth1

EIP1559 fee market change simulations, assuming demand is exogenous

EVM Bytecode Merklization – merklize code chunks for block witnesses, estimates 40-60% reduction

Some more estimates on code merklization based on recent blocks

One important bit of stateless Ethereum is trying to merklize code chunks to shrink the witness size so that full nodes do not have to hold the full state.  Two different estimates published this week on how important and feasible it is.

Eth2

Bitfly’s explanations of eth2 block explorer charts

PegaSys’s Teku client fully syncs with the Lighthouse testnet

Latest Nimbus client update. Getting up to the multi-client testnet spec, networking improvements, interop ready with Lighthouse

SigmaPrime’s update fuzzing the eth2 clients. Catching bugs, new fuzzing engine

Work on formally verifying the eth2 spec using Dafny

A look at the GUI for Rocketpool’s decentralized staking pool

Aditya’s how FFG is implemented in Eth2 explainer

The clients are all speeding into launching the multi-client testnet.   I suppose the other stuff mostly speaks for itself.

Eth2, post-BeaconChain launch

A design for merging eth1 and eth2 clients to turn off PoW

Better attestation aggregation algos

Verifiable precompiled contracts

An approach for cross-shard transfers at EE level

Perhaps people forget that when Ethereum launched in July 2015, it didn’t actually do anything.  It’ll be the same with Eth2, so on the research front things shifted awhile ago towards all the things necessary to make eth2 work.

Stuff for developers

Solidity v0.6.6 and v0.6.5 – ‘immutable’ new major feature, tuple assignment bugfix, and memory array creation overflow bugfix

Truffle v5.1.21 adds Solidity’s immutable

wighawag’s Buidler Deployment Plugin

Not new, but a comparison of ethers.js and web3js

Example of using web3modal (former web3connect) with vanilla Javascript

MelonJS v1 to interact with Melon’s deployed code

Tool for decoding Ethereum storage

Arrays and maps in Solidity

Yul+ Remix plugin

Chainlink redeployed ETHUSD contract; 2 weeks to migrate from old code

Maintaining offchain NFT data using IPFS

SQL queries on DuneAnalytics tutorial

Django with web3py tutorial

Lots of devs excited about immutable.  

One problem Ethereum has is that everyone prefers RicMoo’s ethers.js yet most people still use web3js because the tutorials push new devs to it.   

Ecosystem

discv5: an explainer of Eth networking’s peer discovery protocol

Eth brand survey

I really appreciate Dean’s networking explainers, I find them quite well-written, and it makes me a little mad that he’s a high school dropout who writes better than I do.  

Enterprise

from the founder of Simple, Sila: payments API to take on ACH

EEA mainnet survey

Hyperledger Besu v1.4.3 – adds eth/65 for better networking, issue found for private transactions created with v1.3.4 and before

Besu now running eth/65 too, which as we found out a few weeks ago, cuts bandwidth usage by a crazy amount.   A nice change from Péter Szilágyi. 

Governance, DAOs, and standards

MakerDAO’s 13 improvement proposals to decentralize governance

TheLAO launches April 28

how to create a bankless DAO

EIP2593: Escalator algo fee market change

This week a lawsuit was filed against Maker.  Personally I think if you’re running to the US courts to bail you out (or assisting that effort) of your use of leverage, then you deserve all the opprobrium that you get.

Application layer

Reddit is rolling out the tokenization of it its karma for more than just r/EthTrader?

Status v1.2, adds Waku to replace Whisper for better messaging

SmokeSignal.eth, post by burning Dai interface prioritizes higher burn

Autumated dollar cost averaging of your stablecoins on Uniswap

Suggestions and programs in Colony

Overview of DxDAO’s Omen prediction markets

Inspect, DeFi transparency registry

Fairmint’s continuous securities offering is live on mainnet

The Reddit thing seems like an unintentional leak, where they were trying to roll it out to just one more community but it got in the app, and now they’re unsure what to do it.   But they’ve been playing with this for years - I believe a job listing first surfaced for a dev to play with this stuff in late 2016 (may have been early 2017)

My weekly DeFi ratio: i’ll call it 3/8 to be DeFi, which is lower than normal.  On the other, the BTC++ could have very easily been in this section (it’s all a bit arbitrary, no?) as well as the 10 Dai use cases post, etc... which would have changed it quite a bit.

Tokens/Business/Regulation

PieDAO’s BTC++ is live on mainnet, a token of comprised of multiple versions of locked/synthetic BTC

Is tokenized BTC on Ethereum good for ETH?

Top 10 use cases of Dai

NFTScribe – attach a message onchain to an NFT while you own it

a16zcrypto: crypto’s biz model isn’t that different but who benefits is

Jesse Walden’s article is now the #2 most clicked - by the time I do the #MostClicked, it’s usually pretty steady, but this time it moved up quite a bit in the subsequent 24 hours.

Betteridge’s Law of Headlines suggests the answer is no, but of course the answer is actually yes.  People using ETH is a good thing, even if it is to speculate on the price of unsustainable memecoins.  It’s impressive how many people are finding different ways to bring the orange memecoin into ETH, using different trust assumptions on BTC side or different use cases.  

Case in point: Atomic Loans did a big push yesterday, where you can lock up BTC and get stablecoins.  Pretty juicy rate to lend at - 9% for USDC and 9.5% for Dai.

General

Chicago DeFi Alliance formed to connect market makers and DeFi startups

CryptoHack: online puzzles to learn cryptography

UTokyo paper on digital courts

You can join the trusted setup ceremony for Semaphore, a zk privacy layer for apps

The CryptoHack site moved up and would have made the most clicked.  Not a shocker that this audience wants to learn more crypto.   Even app devs probably need to learn that the best architecture often involves more crypto and less state storage.

If you haven’t done a trusted setup ceremony, I highly recommend doing one.  Contribute your entropy to the future!   Semaphore is very neat gadget to help app developers be able to add privacy, which is a very needed layer to prevent dystopia.

[machinamuros]

tagged by the lovely @lesbianladyeboshi :)

Rules: Answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing people you would like to get to know better.

Name: vali

Nicknames: just vali, but im a huuuuge sucker for personal endearments 

Zodiac Sign: gemini sun, aquarius moon

Height: 5′0 / 152cm...... im Small

Orientation: les bien

Ethnicity: south indian and white italian

Favorite Fruit: i cant choose so imma just list some fruit: strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, mangos, white peaches, dragonfruit, kiwis, cherries, oranges, lemons

Favorite Season: winter :) but especially the shift of autum into winter, and winter into spring

Favorite Book Series: uhhhhhhhhhh i really loved the wolf brother books growng up but i cant remember them very well at all.....

Favorite Flower: sunflowers!!

Favorite Scent: i love citrus/fruity scents a LOT but on the other hand i also love spicy scents but not at the same time cus they’re overwhelming haha. i also loooove lavender

Favorite Color: i dont have like.... specific colours.... but i love ocean blues, forrest greens, deep reds, and coral pinks

Coffee, Tea, or Cocoa: tea

Average Sleep Hours: 8 to 9

Cat or Dog Person: i love? both? i love dogs that little bit more but as someone who struggles to even leave their bed most morning i’d probably get a cat as a pet in terms of day to day maintenance.

Favorite Fictional Characters: isabela rivaini, allen walker, gabriel reyes, scar, erik lehnsherr, diana prince, allison argent, derek hale

Dream Trip: my brain is fuzzy rn and i cant really thinl of specifics but. i’d really love to go to italy with victoria and papi.

Blog Created: i have had multiple blogs on here... the first one was from uuuh 2010 i think? but this one was created like a month ago

Number of Followers: like 20 idk lol i prefer not to have a strong presence... 100 is like the max number of followers im comfy with tbh

I tag @deankarolina @bisexualmerlin @i-dont-speak-indian @boyjaegars @harlekine @gothlumberjack @talonhanzo @wallahlesbian @jasonptodd @scottmccute @chasingavenues @runetech @softbutchmccree

[immortalviridian]

the feeling of being breathless

@juminvweek

Day 3: First Meeting

Fluff

Pre-Game

Source

Jumin Han and his mother have moved to a quaint town nearby the closest river to Dongducheon. After getting lost in the woods near his home, he reaches a clearing nearby the home of Jihyun Kim and runs into the other boy himself. Their meeting is short but sweet yet nonetheless enchanting.

do not forget, do not forget the heart that feels and speaks

Behind old man Bon Seon’s mansion, there lies a tucked away hamlet - to the north, there are a trickling waterfall and stream, sapphire and forceful. In the center, there is a meadow, starry with blossoms of various hues in the spring, and glistening a deep marigold in the fall.

As hot breaths mingled together, two children faced each other, with wide eyes, obsidian and turquoise alike.

Making the first move, the slightly older boy smiled sweetly and extended a small hand. The raven haired boy, after glancing back and forth between the other child and his hand in contemplation, shook it earnestly.

many colors adorn the prayers of the trees

Jihyun Kim had always loved the coming autumn, even at the tender age of five. Dressed neatly in sharp black pants and a pin striped white dress shirt with a red shiny bow on top, he looked all the more delicate in his precariousness as he ran through the autumn leaves.

Breathlessly, he halted, skidding in front of a moss covered rock, ancient yet withstanding the blanket of different reds, golds, and oranges. In this gentle twilight, the dim honey horizon and the cedar woods joined in a marriage of colors.

the heart of our true essence

Fall was a grave time for Jumin Han. The family reunion, instead of bringing souls together, only tore them apart. And even to young Jumin, it was clear to see that his mother’s inner spirit slowly decayed alongside his parents’ love. Ilhoon was far too rich for Lee Na to leave him, and Lee Na was far too beautiful for Ilhoon to divorce her. Or so, that was what they thought then.

The woman’s hand, steadying the child at a gazebo near their new mansion, felt as cold and waxy as a corpse. This was not the mother he knew. Little did he understand that the mansion was far enough away from his father’s dalliances in central Dongducheon. Like a set of paints after a horrific wrist injury, Lee Na and her son were cast away. The memory made her tremble and accidentally dig her nails into his skin. Biting his lip, he shivered and tried to not show any emotion.

After what seemed to be an eternity of painful silence, Jumin shook himself free and ran and ran, disappearing in the shadows of the trees until he too stopped in front of the sturdy gneiss beneath his feet.

eyes alone speak to each other on an island with a soul

“What are you doing here?” both Jihyun and Jumin asked at the same time. The latter raised an already cynical brow whereas the former let out a peal of laughter. It echoed like silver bells, and alongside the crisp, cool air, it laid Jumjn bare, soul and all.

“I… ran away,” he spat out.

“Isn’t that bad? Don’t you think people will miss you?”

“No. My papa doesn’t even care and it feels like Mama isn’t even there anymore, even when she takes care of me.”

A frown spread across his face, and despite being dressed up himself in a small beige trench coat and hiking pants that only served to make him more fragile and doll like, Jumin looked like an adult who carried the weight of the world.

hiding amongst the grass and reverberating - the song of coming autumn

Releasing his hand, Jihyun reached up and tucked a stray lock of black hair behind the other boy’s small ear.

“Well, I care. What’s your name?”

“Jumin Han. What’s yours?”

“Jihyun Kim. Nice to meetcha!”

“I guess. Why are you here?”

“Because my home is near. But this is my favorite place. I’ll go show you why!”

With a dimpled smile, the teal haired boy took Jumin’s arm and thrust him in front of a small obstacle course in the forest clearing. A hollowed log of a great old oak tree was a great hideout. Distorted and reverberating, their voices spoke on top of each other. Piles of leaves were abundant. The two raced each other, like a comet trailing after another.

Once though, Jihyun was sprinting too carelessly. The toe of his shoe got caught in the trap of a fallen branch crowned with dead yellow leaves. He was sent flying in the air, bound to fall flat on his face.

Or at least until strong yet small arms reached out to catch him. While the winds beat at them, Jumin still held Jihyun close. They were quiet, listening to each other’s heart beats, only stopping once they were sure their rhythms synchronized.

Then, their eyes met again. Jumin swallowed deeply as his heart stood still for a moment before continuing on and then gently released the other boy.

“Thank you,” Jihyun said, dusting his clothes off, smiling all the while like he was the fool between the two of them.

“Yeah, sure, no problem.” Jumin’s voice gave nothing away, but rainy gray eyes lingered at Jihyun’s back until they couldn’t any longer.

eyes closed, it’s the sweet lullabies i remember

Lilted tones and simple melodies saturated the air with the once locked away contents of Jumin’s heart. When the other boy sang or even hummed, small animals went about their daily business without even fearing the two humans. The younger squirrels dove behind the log, stealing glimpses when they thought neither of the children were looking. All the while, Jihyun took out a small, cheap camera and snapped a few pictures.

“I have to go soon, but smile for the camera, please?” he pleaded after sitting Jumin down on a tree stump.

At first it was awkward; everything about it all was awkward. Yet when the sun began to set, it illuminated the children’s faces so that they could see each other fully, each own’s smile drawing out, slowly yet sweetly, the other’s.

After one last snapshot, the boys parted ways, knowing they would see each other again.

Jihyun Kim returned to a lady with long light blue tresses sitting on his house’s porch, ran up to her and embraced her. She smiled mysteriously at him, as he felt the slight swell of her midriff.

On the other hand, Jumin’s mother was waiting at the gazebo, tears falling from her face. Her son quietly approached before hugging the woman close and letting his own frustrated tears mingle with hers.

However, not all things were particularly sorrowful. A day later, an envelope sent to Jumin arrived. Tearing it open, he found his own likeliness smiling back at him.

When it was time to finally to go to school, the young boy was quite nervous. Yet his piercing gray eyes scanned across the room until they chanced upon a frail looking student with porcelain skin gazing at the window, his desk hugging at the right side of the classroom.

Jumin Han could swear he could recognize that bright smile anywhere, any time. In a daze, he sat at an empty chair behind Jihyun Kim, able to witness the feeling of being breathless. For what was a second was an eternity to him.