#Buchs (AG)

[als-aargauer-unterwegs]

Aaretal auf und ab Vollständiger Bericht bei: https://agu.li/28e Nochmals bei sommerlich warmen Temperaturen unterwegs. Das GPS registrierte 50.0 KM und 328 Höhenmeter.

[cuties-in-codices]

giant toad

in the "buch der natur" (book of nature) by konrad von megenberg, german illustrated manuscript, ca. 1442-1448

source: Heidelberg, UB, Cod. Pal. germ. 300, fol. 223v

[kelbunny]

I'm playing that dangerous game again *goes into the tags of a game I'm playing through and trying to avoid spoilers for knowing full well that not all spoilers will be tagged as spoilers*

[arcimboldisworld]

Caroline Wahl - 22 Bahnen.

Caroline Wahl - 22 Bahnen. #roman #literatur #leseempfehlung #debütroman #grossartig #comingofage #dumontbuchverlag #deutschland #22bahnen #carolinewahl #lesejahr2024 #buch #bücher

Aktuell mit ihrem zweiten Roman “Windstärke 17” in aller Munde und ganz oben in den Verkaufslisten, eigentlich für mich meistens ein Abturner-Kriterium, entscheide ich mich dennoch, ihren Erstling “22 Bahnen” zu lesen und bin hellauf begeistert – ich mag diesen kraftvollen Coming-of-Age-Roman nicht mehr aus der Hand legen, so wunderbar lebensnah, authentisch, grossartig ist dieses mehrfach…

[a-new-wish-6-3]

Another reason why peri has problems with dev.

A lot of people already mentioned peris Lack of experience, his good relationship with his parents and the babying which leads to dev not treating peri nice.

But i want to add one more thing which a lot of people dont take actually in Account. And that is that dev is the first Person peri ever met who was younger than him and its been a long time since he met someone close to his own age, making him socially indept. After all peri is the only fairy born in a tousand years. With the closed fairy in age beeing his dad.

If we go with timmy, peri had someone close to his age until he was 6-8. Than cosmo and wanda quit and moved to fairy world. There we know that no humans are allowed and that other species dont really live there. So peri is the only kid in the entire world.

Could have peri have at least had friends from other species ? Humans, pixys, anti-fairys are out. But maybe he made friends in school.

I think the school we say is one of many and as people grow older they go into seperate school. I am no Expert in fairly oddparents but i know we saw cosmo at least two times in school. One where mama cosma showed him around 6 years old in a Montage and one where we saw cosmo old school bullys. What both have in Common is that there where only fairys around. Which makes sence to put all species together to learn reading, math, etc and than seperate because they have different powers, cultures, body, historys, etc. So peri ( and irep ) would start eather homeschooling or continue to learn in an completly empty school with no other students besides himself. Considering cosmo and wanda lack of some knowledge i can see him going to school ( irep can learn from anti cosmo ).

The godparent school is the one where i am 100 % sure that peri was in an empty school. Not only did cosmo and wanda didnt know he was studying and becoming an godparent, but no other species is allowed to take this curse.

Meaning peri had one older kid in timmy only until he was 6-8 and some clasmates the same age as his until maybe 5 and than spent the Rest of his years in a world where every other Person was an adult.

Peri only worked with people much more mature than him. That is why he never expects that some things children do are stupid and they will not say what they need. Dev will just demand things and not tell him what he really needs because figuring out your Problem and beeing mature enough to find an answer or at least be able to pinpount where it cames from is not a ten year old skill. Cosmo and wanda talked to timmy about his problems and where able to get to his problems by reading between the lines if he didnt want to outride tell them what upset him or didnt know himself why he was mad. Peri expects dev to be able to tell him what he needs, which is not a skill neglected kids have and beeing able to read such Moods require experience which younger or at least closed aged people. If you never had friends you will be socially indept.

In short peri treats dev like an adult. He explains things outride and expects dev to understand and is lost if dev isnt capable of explaining his anger to him. So he cant know what dev is thinking or how to treat a child in general.

Peri never had a real childhood or close friends. He only had his parents which is great in Forming bonds with adults but takes away his ability to Adapt to younger or even same aged people.

That can also be why he hates beeing babyed. If you are the only child with a Buch of adults you will want to be an adult just so you could fit in somewhere. Showing himself more mature than he actually is and even hiding some of his childness ( like hazel did ). Except peri did this forever. Quiet sad actually. Thank god his parents are such goofy people, showing him it is okay to keep some childishness even as you grow up. Otherwise peri would never been allowed to even act like a child.

[somniumfaults]

so i have buch of omegaveush headcnaon iwould moslty hedacnon jin as alpha soem eomga to be be bue funny so cuase jin as oemga suttf plese not him with thoma idont like my top 3 boys are haku towa and leo and i like all the boys exuceo form thoma out m top 3 boys haku ican see anyu towa and leo dneilfy oemgas

thanks for the request! I ended up writing some headcanons for omega Leo, omega Towa, and omega Haku <3

warning: NSFT under the cut!

Omega Leo

Leo as an omega is territorial. His room is his place and he doesn’t want just anyone sullying his space with their stink. He doesn’t even let Sho into it unless absolutely necessary.

During his heats, he shuts himself up in his room and gets angry if anyone even tries to get near him. He’s bristly and on edge of almost everyone who would dare get near him, even if they’re trying to bring him food and water. He doesn’t trust easily.

Even though you’re his partner, he’s still begrudging about letting you come into his room and help him. He doesn’t mind your scent—as huffy as he is, he does like you and his brain recognizes your scent as comforting—but it doesn’t mean he’s comfortable letting himself be this vulnerable around you, especially during the early stages of your relationship. 

Early stages being relative, because you weren’t even allowed into the room at first and had to work your way up to actually being able to physically help relieve him.

If you’re an alpha, forget about it. You had to wait ages before he even felt comfortable letting you anywhere near his room, much less into it. You could leave food and water by the door, and if you really wanted to help, leave him a shirt or something. But he was not letting you even think about the opportunity of getting to touch him during his heat. There was no way someone like you would be able to hold yourself back from an omega who looked and smelled as good as him. It’s only after a looooong time that he finally feels comfortable enough to let you help him through his heats.

The same is more or less true for your ruts, although he’s a little bit more willing when it comes to those. At least then he isn’t the one horny out of their mind and fucked up because of it, even if his body does react in order to accommodate the neediness of an alpha during rut. If you’re the needy mess, he can be in control and take over the pace if necessary. He can be the one wringing whines and moans out of you, and he’s not above tying you down if you’re being too unruly and he has to. That’s the only way he even agrees to help you through it the first time. It was a hesitant agreement to begin with, and he had needed a failsafe in case your self-control slipped. He may have been a bottom, but he was the dominant in the situation.

If you’re an omega, his willingness to allow you into his room cracks much earlier. You’re far less susceptible to the scent of another omega in heat, so he doesn’t have to be so wary of you being like one of those brutes. It definitely helps that your scent is soothing to him, and while it doesn’t necessarily take the edge off in the way having sex with an alpha would, it makes getting through the whole process a lot more bearable. And after a certain point, he sure wouldn’t be against accepting your help and having a little bit of fun together in the meantime! He likes seeing your reactions; you’re so cute and he’ll wring the both of you dry. Bonus points depending on how quickly and easily he can get you to cry :)

Omega Towa

omega Towa does not give two damns about anything. Haru practically has to beg him to stay home whenever he has a heat, but it’s always a coin toss as to whether or not Towa actually listens for that day. Normally, I’d imagine he probably does… if only because he’s more focused on getting his needs taken care of, but sometimes he just feels like he needs some fresh air, and it wouldn’t be too odd to find him wandering around campus, especially if he wants to track you down. He’s in the middle of his heat, and he wants to spend it with you, regardless of if you’re an alpha, beta, or omega! Although… things might get a little rough, especially if you’re a beta… Towa has a crazy high sex drive even when he’s not in heat, so when he’s in heat? Forget about it. You’re not leaving his side for the next week. Scratch that, the next two weeks, because god knows you won’t be able to walk for at least a week after.

It might actually cause some problems for you (well, the both of you, but he certainly cares much less than you do) in tha Towa has absolutely zero problem with PDA and will pin you down wherever you are to have a taste of you. There’s been more than one occasion that you’ve been glad the tree he cares for is well out of the way, because he’s take you apart at the foot of that very tree more than one before, and the only reason it didn’t happen more was because you manage to convince him to take things back to a room. A closet, at the very least.

Omega Haku

omega Haku would be pretty open about his condition if he were to go into heat, and typically you would get a WickHive message saying he wouldn’t be able to meet up with you for a while until it was over. He didn’t like to impede your schedule much, especially considering how busy he knows you are as well as the fact that you already miss quite a bit of classes as it was due to missions and such. He wouldn’t say no if you were to come visit him in the dorms and offer yourself up to him though… Even just coming over to help bring him food, water, and fabric with your scent on it to help make things more comfortable and add to his nest was appreciated, but offering to physically help him through the week was something that would leave him feeling soft, over the moon, and more importantly, ready to have fun.

He would ask you if you were really sure about your decision, but once it was clear that you were certain and not going to back down from taking care of him, he wouldn’t challenge your decision and instead let you into his room in order to help him through his heat. Haku as an omega isn’t a docile, helpless little thing like people stereotypically imagine an omega to be, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t also above being spoiled. He wouldn’t give up all control if you wanted to take the lead between the two of you—even if he wasn’t doing anything, you can tell he’s ready to take back control of the situation at any moment if he so desired—but as keen as he normally would be to be the one exploring your body and making you feel loved, he’d be more than content to lay back and let you take care of him for once.

If he were to go into heat when around you on campus, he’d first try to get himself back to his rooms before things can get worse, but there have been a time or two where his symptoms escalated a little too quickly for him to properly avoid being in public like he’d prefer… When that happened, you found yourself pulled into an empty classroom or closet and pinned to the wall as he kissed you with fervor and worked his hand up your shirt. You’d be embarrassed about it of course, but Haku is good with his hands even when his brain is foggy from arousal; he’d be quick to distract you from thinking about anything other than his hands on your body and the press of his cock against your thigh as he murmurs an apology and promise that it’s just until he can get his symptoms to wane a little bit. He just has to make sure you’re quiet enough in the meantime <3

[thisis-elijah]

𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋

Do you dare to check in? 🛎️ The infamous Overlook Hotel, nestled in the isolated Colorado Rockies, has a dark and mysterious history. Known for its eerie atmosphere and paranormal activity, the hotel has attracted visitors looking for a thrilling experience. This weekend, a group of individuals, each with their own reasons, has checked in. As night falls, strange occurrences begin to happen, turning a weekend getaway into a nightmare. ⸻ imagine yourself in the situation and create your character as they are trapped in a horror movie come true. bonus: get your creative juices flowing and write a oneshot. what happened before the picture? where is your character headed now? are they searching for their friends/the people that arrived with them or are they investigating something different entirely? what else is lurking amongst the shadows?

Wenn es nach ihm gegangen wäre, wäre ihr nächstes Ziel nicht 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐎 gewesen. Weitere Gesellschaft hätte er vermutlich auch nicht eingeladen. Elizabeth hatte ihm gesagt, dass sie, Pavel und irgendein Internetfreund von ihr einen Trip zum 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋 geplant hatten – einem heimgesuchten Resort, irgendwo im Nirgendwo, wo sich paranormale Phänomene zutragen sollten – und ob er nicht Lust hatte mitzukommen. “It’s gonna be fun”, hatte sie gesagt, “And you and Pavel haven’t seen each other in forever. I think you guys have a lot of catching up to do, huh?”  Wie hätte er ‘Nein’ sagen können. Als sie den Chat mit den zwei anderen las, hatte sie so versunken gewirkt, das war so hübsch an ihr: wenn sie in ihrer Arbeit oder ihren Hobbies verlor und ihm wenig später euphorisch davon berichtete. Auch, wenn es ihm lieber war, sie widmete ihre ganze Aufmerksamkeit den Sims 4 und keinen verlassenen, spukenden Orten, an denen Gott weiß was auf sie wartete. 

Sie hatten sich in Boulder, einer kleinen Stadt an den Ausläufern der Rocky Mountains, getroffen, dort hatte Elijah Isaiah das erste Mal kennen gelernt. Er und Liz hatten sich über Reddit kennen gelernt (zugegeben noch immer eine Plattform, mit der er nur– langsam warm wurde), auch Pavel kannte den Blonden zuvor nicht. Eine illustre Truppe, geradewegs auf den Weg zu einem Hotel, in dem eine undefinierte Anzahl an Menschen bereits ihr Leben gelassen hatte. Großartig.  Sie alle fuhren in Liz’ RV in Richtung des Hotels, der Brünette hatte auf dem Beifahrersitz Platz genommen und unterhielt sich immer Mal wieder sporadisch mit der Fahrerin, die meiste Zeit schwieg er aber, während sich Elizabeth mit Isaiah und Pavel über ihre Leidenschaften austauschte: Geister, Kryptiden, okkulte Rituale, Dämonen oder seltsame Gestalten, die die Wälder von Nirgendwo beherbergten. Irgendwann ging es darum, dass sie beide irgendeinem Podcast beiwohnen sollten und sicherlich fantastische Geschichten zu erzählen hatten, woraufhin Elijah kaum merklich die Augen verdrehte und aus dem Fenster sah, sein Buch auf seinen Oberschenkel legte und sich den Nasenrücken massierte. ‘If this kid ain’t gonna shut up for one second, I think I’m gonna–’, dachte er, doch brach den Gedanken ab. Ein Innehalten, das er nicht selbst zu verantworten hatte. Sein Blick ging zu Elizabeth, die ihre Hand auf seine legte und ihm aufmunternd zulächelte. Momente wie diese waren so hübsch an ihr; wenn man sie nur gut genug kannte, konnte man ihr alles ansehen, dachte er, jedes Gefühl in allen Nuancen. “I like your sweater”, lächelte sie breiter auf und er sah an sich herunter, schmunzelte und nickte. Natürlich mochte sie ihn, sie hatte ihm den grobmaschigen blauen ‘Apollo 11’-Pullover geschenkt.

“Gods, this is the coolest thing I’ve seen in ages, you’re a genius for suggesting this!”, kommentierte der Blonde irgendwann und hatte sich zwischen Fahrer- und Beifahrersitz niedergekniet, “Pavel, take a look at this beauty!” Der Blick, der zu dem Podcast-Host hinüber ging war nur ein flüchtiger, auch Elijah kam nur schwer darum herum ebenfalls das Haus vor sich zu betrachten: doch im Gegensatz zu den anderen beschlich ihn ein ungutes Gefühl. Irgendetwas hatte dieser Ort an sich, was ihn unwohl sein ließ. Als eine Schönheit würde er das Overlook nicht unbedingt bezeichnen. Das Gebäude ragte fast schon bedrohlich in den dämmernden Himmel, die Wolken zogen schneller als sonst. Als sie ausstiegen schien eine unheilvolle Brise die Luft zu durchziehen. In dem Gemäuer vor ihnen schien stumm die Vergangenheit des Hotels wiederzuhallen, das hier Geschehene hing schwer in der Luft, als hätten sich die Tragödien in der Beschaffenheit des Bodens festgesetzt⸺ Elijah schluckte schwer. Für eine Weile hoffte er, dass der Schnee so hoch liegen würde, als dass der Eingang nicht mehr zugänglich war. Aber vergebens.  Gedanken, Gefühle und Eindrücke, die die drei anderen offensichtlich nicht zu teilen schienen. Er machte ein Foto von der Szenerie, ehe sein Blick ging zu ihnen ging, während er an seiner Zigarette zog.

Im Inneren hatten sie darüber nachgedacht, dass sie sich aufteilen könnten: Etwas, was Elijah nicht ganz verstand. Auch, wenn er kaum Horrorfilme in seinem Leben gesehen hatte, so war ihm schon während dem ‘Blair Witch’-Filmabend bewusst geworden, dass aufteilen immer die denkbar schlechteste Idee war. “I have a bad feeling about this”, hatte er Elizabeth irgendwann in das Vertrauen gezogen, während sich der Geisterjäger und der Podcaster unterhalten hatten. “I’ll be with you shortly, Eli, promised. There should be a maze around here, I bet there’s some scary stuff to investigate there, too. I’ll be with you in five, just let me get a look at the foyer, will ya?” Ihr Lächeln wurde breiter, seines ebenfalls. Behutsam strich er über das Haar der Brünetten, küsste ihre Schläfe und nickte.  “Be careful in there, alright?”, hatte er ihr noch leise gesagt. “Took you long enough. So where we wanna go first?”

Elijahs Laune sank minütlich. Ihm war kalt, er hatte keine Lust auf irgendetwas Paranormales und wäre deutlich lieber einfach abends in ein Pub gegangen und hätte es sich bei einem Bier gut gehen lassen. In der fünften Minute hatte er tief durchgeatmet und sich daran erinnert, dass er all das hier für Liz tat, die viel Wert darauf legte, dass er hier war. Und irgendwo rührte es ihn auch, dass sie ihn dabei haben wollte. Bei Minute dreizehn war ihm gänzlich die Lust vergangen. Er dachte daran, wie Isaiah seinen Arm um Liz’ Hals gelegt hatte, als die Texanerin die letzten Meter zu ihren Freunden aufgeholt hatte. “You’re a genius for suggesting this, I bet you have fantastic stories to tell, Do YoU wAnNa JoIn My PoDcAsT?”, äffte er leise den Blonden nach, als er an seiner Zigarette zog, eine Weile lang auf und ab ging. “Fuck off. I listen to these stories, not some pretentious kid from Michigan. LoOk At Me I hAvE sO aNd So MaNy MoNtHlY lIsTeNeRs. Who gives a shit”, fluchte er und warf die Zigarette in den Schnee, ehe er sich umdrehte und zum Eingang des Labyrinths sah. Er musterte Liz, die hinter einer der Hecken stand und für einige Augenblicke befürchtete er, dass sie ihn gehört hatte. “What took you so long? I thought you’d stand me up for a fucking hotel.” Sie lächelte breiter und verschwand hinter der Hecke, was ihn zum Lächeln brachte und er ihr hinterher ging. Manchmal sah er nur einen Schatten von ihr, bat sie darum langsamer zu laufen und kam die meiste Zeit kaum hinterher, bis sie in der Mitte des Labyrinthes angekommen waren. Sie stand in der Mitte, sie hatte ihren Schal und die Jacke abgelegt und stand im weißen Kleid vor ihm. “Love…”, sagte er leise und ging ein paar Schritte auf sie zu, zog sich seine Jacke aus und legte sie ihr um, ehe er ihr die Mütze aufsetzte und über ihre Schultern rieb, um sie aufzuwärmen. Ihre Lippen waren blau, ihre Nasenspitze rot und sie fror am ganzen Körper. “Liz, we need to get you back to the RV. You’re freezing.” Sie nickte ruhig und sah zu ihm hoch, lächelte selig auf und lehnte sich an ihn. “Don’t you wanna stay a while?”, fragte sie ihn und lächelte ihm zuckersüß entgegen, strich mit ihren kalten Fingern sanft über seine Wange. Ein kalter Schauer lief ihn über den Rücken, ehe er ihre Hand nahm und sie zwischen seine legte. “It’s 20°F, love, and even though the sweater’s comfy and all, it ain’t the solution for these temperatures. Your RV’s all nice and toasty for you, hm?”“But I want you to stay, Elijah.” Sie nannte ihn selten bei seinem vollen Vornamen. Eigentlich nur, wenn sie wütend auf ihn war. Oder verzweifelt. “Take this”, fuhr sie fort und legte behutsam etwas in seine Hand, verdeckte den Gegenstand aber.

Ì̷̞͍̦͎͖͆̐͒̿̊ ̸̻̘̗̔̈̏n̷͉͖̝͒̓̑̀͛́e̴͈̐̋͆̾͗͜͠͝e̶̻̼̜͍̓̿͝ͅd̸̼̅ ̷̄͂͠ͅy̸͇̠͊̌̿o̵̱̬̤̺͈̮͕͆̆͠ú̶̻̚͝ ̴̢̧̦̩̝̍̓̾̅̈́͗̚ͅṯ̶̹͕͛̉̌͂o̸̧̡̮͈͕̿̉̽ ̴̟͎̱̋̍͝f̶͉̺̏į̵̯͕̪́̓͐́́͒n̶̢̼̟̱͚̖̺̄ḍ̴̜̺̘̻͓̰̊͛͊ ̵̢̫̭̀̊́̄̑̐ṃ̵̈́́͑ê̷̩̈́̎͝ ̴͙̝̘̬͖̬̔t̶̢̻͓͔̼̘̝̄̈̈͊̄h̴̨̛̛̙͗̉̈ę̴͓̪͇̯̻͊͋̈́̔̆͐r̵̢̥̝͂͗̈̔̍͗̊e̵̡̙̙͐̽͒̒.̷̖͙͇̦̯̼͐̌̈́̚͜ ̷̭̟̩̖̘̰͜͝I̵̛̥̝̐̕ͅ’̸̠̝͎̥̟́̕͜ͅm̷̱̞͈̎̔̎̎͗̆͜ ̷͙͕̰͖̜̍̋͛̅͒ş̵̭̜̥́̒̈́̎͆c̷͈̹̏̈́ą̵̪́̂͗̋͝r̴̢̨̞̠͓͓͎͑̉͌̈͝e̷̢̝̔̀͌d̵͙̜̣͚̃̽̈̅̓̕̚ͅ,̴͔̬̬̻͖͈͊̃͑͋̒̆͗ ̵̢̨̬̔͒͑͑͂͝E̶͔͉̲͌̄̓̄͊̾̚l̷͈̊͆͝ĭ̵̥͙̮͎̹̥͔̃́̈́̋̕j̶̺̮̍a̴͕̽́̒̂̚h̷̙̤̱͖͉͙̏.̶͔̞̫̙̇”̷̡̰̭̭̤̺̃ Ihre Gesichtszüge veränderten sich, wurden seltsam weit, verzerrt, er hatte das Gefühl, als entglitt sie ihm. Es war, als würden Realität und Albtraum willkürlich die Plätze tauschen. “Elijah, I don’t know where I am. I’m scared. Where are you? Ẃ̶̨͕̏͋̈̄̓͝h̶̛͙̠̙̳ͅy̵̢̙̣̣͉̎͊̋̑̋͜ ̷̬̂d̵̹̮̦̩̘͑͆͜͝ỉ̶̛̩͍̞̑͜͝d̵̰͈̉̔͊͊͊̆ ̸̖̝̰̙̣́́̊̽͆̐ͅy̶̫͚͇̾̊̃͛̈̏ò̷͙̘͍͈̜̯u̸̘̖̬̳̙͌̇́͠͝ ̸̢̱̝͍̖͚̜̾̎̓L̸̢̰͍͔̞̱̗͋̂̕Ẽ̸͚̖̎͆̿̏̕͝Á̷̢̟̪̹̳̟̇̽̀͠ͅV̶̜̂͜Ë̷̱̋̈̅ ̴̡̪͖͕̼̾M̵̢͍̙̟̟̖̪̑̐͑̓̔̄Ė̶̼̹͛̇̀?̵̡̟̠̫͌̂͂͑̆̔͒͜!̴̺͓̋” Die Mimik des Brünetten wandelte sich von Zuneigung in Irritation und schließlich in Furcht. Auch, wenn er zuvor schon Berührungen mit Terror gehabt hatte, schien er sich nie wirklich daran zu gewöhnen. Elizabeth fiel in sich zusammen, ihre Gelenke bogen sich in schier unbeugsame Richtungen, ihr Kopf lag auf dem Boden auf, sah mit weit aufgerissenen Augen zu ihm hoch.  Sein Atem ging flach. Es war schwer seinen Augen zu trauen. Für eine Weile verharrten sie so, ehe sie sich auf allen Vieren über das schneebedeckte Kiesbett davon stahl, ihr Kopf und die langen, braunen Haare zogen den Schnee mit sich, bis sie hinter einer der Hecken verschwand.  Minutenlang hatte er in der Eiseskälte gestanden, seine Fingerglieder wurden allmählich blau. Sein Blick fiel auf den Schlüssel mit einem roten Anhänger in seiner Hand.  𝐙𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑𝟕.

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[oilith]

Today at a mall this 10yo trans boy came up to me. He asked a buch of stuff, if i was queer, my age and name, and if i was enby. He told me he sometimes goes up to people in the community he doesn't know, because he sometimes feels like a freak. I think it made him feel better that he's not alone. I honestly relate to that, and told him that. We said goodbye shortly after that. He was so nice the entire time, and it honestly made my day lol

[macncheesytoes]

Romanced companions reacting to Sole saying ‘i wish we could stay here forever’

sorry i haven’t posted much recently, i’m in the middle of exams and havent had buch motication to do anything. put it under cause its so long. ANYWAY, hope you all enjoy :)

CAIT: They were both sitting next to each other, on the roof of one of the houses in sanctuary. The sun was sinking below the horizon; oranges and pinks sailing across the twighlight sky. The bottles in their hands clinked against each other as Sole moved in closer to her.

This was as good as it was ever going to get, Sole realised, the residual warmth from the setting sun calming the two beyond anything either had experienced in the Commonwealth.

´You know, I wish we could stay here forever,’ Sole murmured, moving even closer into their girlfriend, resting their head on her soldier.

Cait turned to look at Sole, almost in disbelief that someone like Sole could ever love her. The more she thought about it, the more she started to agree with her partner. This was the happiest she had been in a while.

´Yeah,’ was the reply, ‘Me too.’

CURIE: Curie was working on some experiment or other, like usual; Sole watching from the other side of the room. Equipment that Sole had scavenged for their partner was strewn across the table, and Curie hadn’t looked at Sole in a good half an hour. She hadn’t said anything in even longer.

Sole was surprisingly okay with it. It meant that they could work on plans for The Castle’s new artillery defences that they had been meaning to get done for ages.

It struck them then that this was what they loved most about being with Curie: the way they were able to do their own things in complete, yet comfortable silence.

It was quite daunting to break that silence, but a whisper of ‘I could stay like this forever,’ was all that was needed for Curie to break into a smile.

‘Yes, I think so too.’

DANSE: Danse and Sole were having a slow afternoon, one of the first that Danse has had. The pair were working on their power armour, so Danse couldn’t complain.

It was a relatively cool day, but the nature of the work they were doing meant they were both getting hot and sweaty. Sole was haphazardly covering the armour peices with a new lick of paint, and Danse was adding some extra modifications to his.

They stayed there working in comfortable silence, until the Sole was finished. Looking over at their boyfriend, Sole realised that they could spend all their days like this. Screw the brotherhood, screw the stupid Minutemen for all they care, this was all they needed.

Their feet started moving before they knew it, and suddenly they were behind Danse, their arms wrapped around their his sturdy frame.

‘I could stay like this forever,’ they said into his neck.

Danse turned around in Sole’s grasp, and captured their lips in a kiss.

‘I think I could too’ he said with a smile.

HANCOCK: Hancock was sprawled out on his favourite sofa in the statehouse, still spaced out with the high that was lingering from hours earlier. Sole was next to him, curled under his arm, even higher than their partner - if that was possible.

Jet inhalers were strewn across the table across from the pair. Ever since Hancock and Sole had first confessed their feelings, they had been passing their days much like this.

Sole lifted their head from Hancock’s shoulder, and settled themself onto his lap. The world started to spin; Sole buried himself into their boyfriend. His torso was sturdy, and arms began to snake themselves around Sole’s torso, holding them close.

A murmur escaped Sole’s mouth, losing itself in Hancock’s old coat.

‘What’s that?’ he asked, curiosity taking over.

‘I could stay like this forever,’ was the reply.

A smile broke istelf over the ghoul’s face.

‘We can do that quite easily, sweetheart.’

MACCREADY: The sun was setting over the commonwealth, sending pastels rippling over the sky. MacCready and Sole had just settled themselves down for rhe night; a small fire burning in front of the pair, cooking their food for the night.

Sole glanced over at the man on the opposite side of the fire. Busy working on cleaning his rifle, the fire lit up MacCready’s face in warm orange hues that practically made Sole melt.

Without warning, Sole stood up and moved himself next to their boyfriend. Mac looked up at Sole, the fire reflecting in his eyes turning the steely blue irises to flickering reds.

Mac brought his hand up to Sole’s cheek before kissing them softly. He turned back to the fire, but not before putting his arm around Sole and bringing them closer.

There was a few minutes of comfortable silence before Sole whispered: ‘I could stay like this forever’.

MacCready only smiled, seemingly very impressed with himself.

PIPER: The pair were sat in comfortable silence in the Publick Occurrances office. Piper was working on her newest article, resulting in a few questions every so often, like ‘How do you spell amnesiac?’ or ‘What does garish mean?’

Sole was working on some plans for the Minutemen, something that Preston had asked them to do far too long ago, when they realised that this was the happiest they had been since they left the vault. Living here in Diamond City wasn’t as safe Sanctuary pre-war, but it was pretty much made up for due to the intrepid reporter sat on the other side of the table.

Sole stood up to move behind Piper, and slink their arms around her from behind.

The words ‘I could stay like this forever,’ were whispered into the back of Piper’s neck.

‘We can give it a damn good shot, Blue’ replied Piper, a smile breaking out over her face.

[als-aargauer-unterwegs]

Nach Abtwil Vollständiger Bericht bei: https://agu.li/289 Die Zeit für eine Fahrt in kurz/kurz wird immer kürzer. Das GPS registrierte 103.1 KM und 650 Höhenmeter.

[cuties-in-codices]

alchemistic "rebis" figure, half-male and half-female

from Ulmannus' "Buch der heiligen Dreifaltigkeit" ("book of the holy trinity"), alchemistic illuminated manuscript, Bavaria, late 15th c.

source: München, Staatsbibliothek, Cgm 598, fol. 105 verso.

[thatqueerfangirl02]

Christopher visiting Buck

while he's in a coma gave me alot of mixed feelings. Like, on the one hand I get they were making parallels between Buck and Shannon, just putting another layer on the Buckley-Diaz Family cake. But also, I have trauma, and had to go to a therapist, after visiting my bonus parent while she was in a coma.

There are two main differences that I will point out (aside from the fact that this is a TV show and he's not actually going to recive the long lasting trauma):

Chris had CP, it's mentioned a couple times throughout the show that he's had multple surgeries, so it's not like he's unfamiliar with hospitals rooms. (I spent alot of my childhood going to different specialists but I hadn't had any surgeries or extended hospital stays until I was 17)

Chris is older, I think he's 11/12 in season 6, I was 9. so not a big age difference but it's there.

With that in mind, like I said, I get why they decided to do this. They wanted to show how important Buck and Chris really are to eachother. But at the same time, seeing a loved one, especially someone who is always so full of life, laying in a hospital bed hooked up to a buch of tubes and wires is actually quite traumatizing.

(the third difference is that Buck bounced back after his coma. I've been without my bonus mum for 5 years now after she suffered for 6 years because she had an inoperable brain tumor)

[blossom-blur]

Winter🎄🎁❄️

He's an Christmas spirit and loves Christmas. Enjoy!

Name: Winter The Christmas Spirit Gender: Male Age: 25 (Stayed 25 for a very long time) Species: Spirit Height: 7'8 Hair: Cream Eyes: Black Skin: Chocolate Home: Christmas World: A world of Christmas, fun and is snowy. (A Bit look like North Pole's town from the film series, The Santa Clause) Occupation: The Christmas Spirit Personality: Happy-Go-Lucky, Patient, Friendly, Kind, Generous, Funny, Creative, Understanding, Forgiving, and Empathetic Likes: Christmas, His friends, Having fun, Peace and joy, Harmony, Snow, Christmas parties, Dancing, Singing, Giving and sharing, Making kind folks happy, Comforting his friends, Good and kind children, and Hot chocolate Dislikes: Disharmony, Mean or cruel people, Sadness, People lose their spirit of Christmas, Adult jokes, Dirty Jokes, Horror movies, Losing his friends, and Danger Powers/Abilities: Immortality / Flight / Ice and Snow Manipulation / Magic / Speed / Strength / Very Good Singing Skills / Very Good Dancing Skills Fun Facts:

He is 125 years old. Which he became immortal and a spirit of Christmas in 1899 after made a wish on upon a star that night.

He loves LOVES Christmas. It is like we all know is the best holiday in the whole wide world. ^^

His favorite food is roast goose

His favorite drink is hot chocolate ☕🍫

His favorite dessert is Buche de Noel (A French dessert that is a chocolate Swiss log)

[jamesbuch-anon]

James Buch(anon) Barnes

This is an 18+ RP account. Mun is 26 and would prefer playing with people around my age.

I am selective with who I rp with, at this moment I am exclusively writing with @steven-g-rogers, @barnesandbarton and @killerblackwidow. This may change in the future.

My ships for Bucky: Steve, Natasha, Sam, Wanda, Clint, Sarah (Sam's sister)

LGBT+, polyam and kink friendly.

I follow the Jewish Bucky headcanon but I don't care if people I write with don't. It's just in my head usually, it doesn't come up very often unless we're writing about a holiday celebration or anything.

I may write as Steve sometimes on here. If you want to chat with him that is also an option.

If you wanna chat on anon please use an emoji.

This is a side blog.

Be nice and have fun! 🖤

[omgpurplefattie]

Was kann schon schief gehen, wenn Di Feisheng eine Fertigkeit aus einem alten Handbuch ausprobiert? Und dabei das Buch nicht mal zu Ende gelesen hat? Auf einmal sind er, Li Lianhua und Fang Duobing einen Tag lang wieder 8 Jahre alt und müssen sich mit den Konsequenzen auseinandersetzen.

Für Speak Your Language Day 2024. Mir war schon lange aufgefallen, dass sich Xiaobao als 'Schätzchen' ganz besonders leicht ins Deutsche übersetzen lässt; das ist schließlich NUR der am meisten verbreitete Kosename überhaupt. Xiaohua-er wird dann 'Blümchen', und weil ein A-Fei in irgendeinem chinesischen Dialekt-Slang auch ein 'junger Rowdy' ist, habe ich mich dann für 'Rabauke' entschieden. Dann brauchte ich nur noch einen Plot, um die Wörter auch zu verwenden...

 Do feed this to Google translate; it goes through quite smoothly, I checked. Only the nicknames aren't rendered consistently, but you will get who is who. Pointless MLC fluff with de-aged Liansanjiao.