#I love my plants! But it's raining so much I can't sit outside with them

[woso-dreamzzz]

Pets

Hardersson x Child Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: Rocky the Rock

"Morsa," You say one random day off," Why does Sam have Helen?"

Magda looks up from where she's working on her laptop. You're sitting by the coffee table on the floor, cross-legged as you make your farmyard animals enact something that really reminds Magda of the book Animal Farm which is a little disconcerting but she's trying really hard not to focus on.

"Huh? Helen the cat?"

You nod.

"Well, Sam's got Helen for companionship. Helen's her pet cat."

That makes you frown a little bit. "Why?"

Magda shrugs. "Some people want a pet to keep them company. Some people have cats like Sam, some people have dogs or hamsters or other little things."

You go silent for a moment, you head bobbing up and down in a nod. "Okay," You say," Can I go play outside now, Morsa?"

Magda leans back in her chair to look out the window. It was meant to rain later on today and she didn't want you to get a cold but, thankfully, the sky is clear.

"Do you want someone to kick a ball at you?" Magda asks as she helps you slip on your coat.

"No thank you, Morsa," You say, practically vibrating to be let out," Just going to play."

"Okay. If you get hurt, yell and I'll come out, alright?"

"Okay!"

Magda types away at her laptop for a while as you play in the garden. Every so often, she drags her eyes up to check on you but you're just poking around in the gravel.

When Pernille comes home, you're still there and Magda is still typing.

"Where's Princesse?" Pernille asks before she drops down to steal a kiss.

"She's outside," Magda replies," Hey, Pernille, what does it mean when a kid starts asking about pets?"

"What?"

"Well, she was asking about why Sam has her cat. I said it was for companionship."

"Magda," Pernille says fondly," I love you so much sometimes."

"Sometimes? Not always?"

"You know what I mean. You're so oblivious sometimes."

Magda frowns. "Huh?"

"She's planting the seed in your mind," Pernille explains," So when she asks about getting her own pet then it's not out of nowhere."

"But we can't get a pet!" Magda says," We're moving soon!"

Pernille laughs. "She's probably angling for one when we go back to Germany. She's very smart."

"It's sneaky! Oh my god, are we going to have to start buying pet food?! And vet bills! I don't think there's a good vet near our new place and-"

Magda's mouth snaps closed as Pernille rests her hands on her shoulders. She's giving Magda a pointed look tinged with amusement.

"Magda," She says," Calm down. We're not getting her a pet."

"Oh." Magda blows out all her air. "We're not?"

"No. We'll be much too busy and Princesse's still very little. A pet would just add stress onto everything."

"But she wants one."

"And I want a three course meal and for Sam's whole existence to stop being a threat to Princesse's wellbeing but I'm not getting any of that anytime soon."

Magda laughs. Her hand reaches for Pernille's hip, dragging her closer until she's comfortably sitting on Magda's lap. "I can make you the meal. I'm not too sure I can help with Sam though. I can wrap Princesse up in bubble wrap though."

Pernille smiles. "You're so sweet, Magda." She cards her fingers through Magda's hair, leaning forward to steal a kiss like she did earlier. "You're such a good mother."

Magda rarely gets embarrassed about these things but with Pernille's weight in her lap and you playing in the garden, there are no interruptions. Her face flushes red at the compliments.

"The perfect mother for our little girl," Pernille continues, littering kisses all over Magda's face," You and her are so alike."

"I think she's more like you," Magda can scarcely gets the words out as Pernille bites at her earlobe.

"That's only because you're so oblivious. You and Princesse are more similar than you think."

"Well-"

"Momma! You're home!"

Pernille looks over Magda's shoulder to see you. Your hands are covered in dirt like you've been digging around in the flowerbeds again and you're pulling off your shoes, throwing them onto the floor.

"You look like you've been having fun," Pernille laughs," You're all dirty."

"Only a little," You say, wiping a hand on the front of your shirt," Where's my googly eyes?"

Magda frowns. She'd been preparing herself for you to ask about a pet, not about your arts and crafts supplies. "Er...Should be in the toy box."

"Thank you!"

You run off without even giving Pernille a hug, though she's secretly grateful for that because your hands look to be caked in dirt.

Magda sighs. "Is she going to start sticking those eyes on her shoes again?"

"I hope not. She nearly had a breakdown when they fell off last time."

Neither of them get an explanation about what you're doing with your googly eyes until way after dinner when you stand in front of them sitting on the sofa.

Magda takes a deep breath.

This is it.

It's time to completely break your heart.

"Sam has Helen as her pet," You begin," Morsa says Helen's for companionship."

"Pets are a lot of work," Magda says quickly, wanting the soften the blow," They take a lot of care."

You frown, your crinkle appearing between your brows. "Even the little things?"

"Even them," Pernille says solemnly," The little ones a very complicated. You have to feed them and clean out their cages."

You nod along before," That's okay. I've got one that doesn't need feeding."

That alarms Magda and she remembers how you were poking around in the garden all day. She wonders if you've managed to dig up a mouse or something from the dirt.

Pernille also looks suitably alarmed and her eyes immediately dart to where your hands are hiding behind your back.

"Princesse," She says slowly," Have you brought something into the house that you shouldn't have?"

You shake your head. "He is my pet," You say.

"Princesse-" Magda begins before her mouth hangs open in shock.

"His name is Rocky," You say proudly as you hold up a little granite rock from behind your back. You've stuck a set of three googly eyes on it. "And he is my pet."

"That's a rock," Magda says.

"Yes. Rocky the rock. My pet."

"Pernille, that's a rock."

"I can see that, Magda."

"I found him all by myself," You boast, puffing out your chest," I saved him from the cold and gave him eyes so he can see. He's my pet and he's going to sleep in my bed with me."

Magda can do nothing but stare with an open mouth as you show off your new rock.

"Pernille," Magda manages to whisper as you fawn and coo over your new rock," She dug up a rock."

"Yes, she did."

"She wants to sleep in bed with it."

"Yes, she does."

[twistedwonderworm]

Rainy Day (TWST FLUFF)

Pairing: Lilia Vanrouge x GN!reader

Warnings: N/A

Word count: 426

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The rain tapped on the windows like impatient fingers. Y/N was a little sad that they couldn't have the picnic that they had been planning with Lilia for a week, but maybe they could have one on a later date. They were in Lilia's room with the picnic basket they packed sitting on their lap. The fae didn't seem to mind the rain as he rummaged through a box.

"I know you're sad that we can't go outside and have a picnic today, dear, but that doesn't mean our date will be ruined!" Lilia looked excited and desperate to cheer his beloved up. "I mean we can have our picnic here in my room. We can even play video games and cuddle if you want!"

Y/N thought for a moment before smiling and nodding, "That sounds wonderful, love." Lilia smiles back, and together the lovers set up for their indoors picnic by spreading the picnic blanket across Lilia's floor. After it was perfect, they sat down to eat the quick but filling lunch Y/N had made for them. The two made small talk as they ate, and after eating, they cleaned up before setting up the game system.

Y/N sat between Lilia's legs, their back against the fae's chest as they both waited for the system to boot up, "I'm so glad that I get to be with you right now." The human said softly. "I was afraid the weather would ruin our date."

Lilia chuckled softly, planting a sweet kiss to Y/N's head, "You don't have to worry about that, darling. Nothing could possibly ruin any time I get to spend with you. I'll always have backup plans if anything goes wrong."

"I never knew a fae would do that much for a measly little human," Y/N teased their boyfriend, turning back to the TV as the game started up. They felt Lilia's arms wrap around their waist, holding his controller. Though they were aware of how his arms tightened around them.

"Most might not due to the animosity between our people," The Diasomnia student's voice was soft, "But I'm different. You're so special to me so there's nothing I wouldn't do to keep you happy and by my side." He pressed another kiss to their head. Y/N smiled and the two started bringing up happier topics as they played, like Lilia's story about his latest culinary disaster. Y/N didn't care of faes and humans didn't get along. As long as they had Lilia, they'd be happy.

[miasmaghoul]

*hands you a comically small microphone 🎤*

miasma, which one of the ghoulettes do you think has a piss kink?

*stands here patiently waiting*

I think they will all play in that space from time to time, but that could just be my overactive pissboy brain.

All flavors of piss girl thots below the cut!

(Please note I am wicked high and this is probably A Lot lmao)

Cirrus does it only on rare occasions, if someone needs to be treated with special cruelty. To be debased and degraded. It doesn't happen often, but every now and again Aether will come to her with a certain look in his eye. Will kneel at her feet with his head bowed and ask for it with soft, distant words. She indulges him every time; the sound Aether makes when she soaks him from the neck down is simply exquisite.

Cumulus is into holding. Likes to chug a huge bottle of water and then work on a craft project, or open a long book. She sets goals for herself once pressure starts to build low in her belly - 20 more stitches, one more row, ten more pages, and then she'll reassess. See if she can keep holding it. She can, of course, but she squirms. More and more as the minutes tick by. She's full after three hours, wriggling by four and absolutely aching by the time the fifth hour passes. So much pressure she can hardly stand it - she really, really has to go...but, well, she hasn't met her goal yet! And Cumulus is anything but a quitter. She clenches her thighs, breathes deep, and tries not to think about how far away her bathroom is.

Sunshine is the biggest pissboy amongst the girls, i think. She likes when Mountain will let her whip it out in the greenhouse so she can water the plants. Sometimes she even waters him, while Mountain tugs at himself and thanks her profusely. But she also adores having someone soak her - loves when someone lets go while they bounce on her cock, loves to be made a mess every now and again. She's also super into wetting, happy to drench her uniform while she sits in Copia's lap and sucks his gloved fingers until he cums in his pants about it.

Mist, when she indulges, likes desperation. She wants her victim partner in beautiful agony, wants them so full they can't help but shiver and leak. She absolutely used her magick to her advantage, drawing fluid into already straining bladders until they're fit to burst. Likes them to beg and plead and tremble like frightened kittens until they simply can't hold back any longer. If her partner has a cock, she takes special joy in forcing them hard and telling them to hold it. Keep it in so she can make them feel good even in their misery. So far, no one has been able to cum before they make a mess.

Aurora thinks of it less like a kink and more like a game. She like to see how full she can get, likes to see the way her bladder bulges out between her hips. Sometimes Cumulus will join her, but Aurora doesn't take things as far as Lus like to. She prefers to hold it as long as she can, and then sneak outside to find a place to let go. Somewhere she can hear people milling around, with extra points gained if she can see them too. Her favorite spot is a portion of the roof overlooking the rose gardens - she'll sit on the wide stone rail edging it and spread herself open, groaning as it arcs out of her and rains down onto the grass below. One time the stream managed to catch the sun just right, and Aurora joyfully told everyone at dinner that night that she could piss rainbows.

[sphylor]

if you want to talk about pcos dew use this as a reason because im very in love with the idea

(this is all based on my own experiences with pcos and follows tried and true methods of helping things feel a little less shitty. also god i wish i had a Rain and Mountain ghoul to do these things for me hdsbjdf)

okay so Mountain and Rain look after Dew the most whenever his pcos is causing issues. Mountain keeps his raspberry plants growing all year round just so they can make tea from the leaves to help with Dew's cramps. they'll both encourage him to sit up from where he's been led in his bed, curled up around his middle with his hands pressed onto his abdomen like heat pads. Mountain will lay him up against his chest and replace Dew's hands with his own. they're warm like stones left out in the sun all day and that combined with gentle massages means they help ease the pain a little. Rain passes him his tea and feeds him the iron rich meals that they both prepared for him. the tea doesn't have any real flavour itself but its loaded with honey from Mountain's bees and Dew loves it.

they encourage him to go on walks when he can manage it, even if it is just a few laps around his room or down the corridor to the ghoul den and back. they let him lean on them whenever he needs to. when his cramps are so bad that he can't move about too much Mountain will carry him around and take him outside for fresh air. Normally Dew's in too much pain to actually pay attention to what Mountain's saying about each of the plants but the sound of his voice and steady heartbeat against his ear help distract him from the pain somewhat.

when Dew needs help getting cleaned up Mountain will change any sheets and put any clothes and other soiled stuff in the wash while Rain helps Dew clean up. sometimes all he can manage/needs is a quick shower where he'll lean up against Rain with his eyes closed and let the water ghoul do the work. other times baths are better especially on the more painful days. they'll sit in the tub together and again Dew will let Rain do all the work while he rests. the warm water soothes his pain and the steam helps if he has a migraine.

when they all lay down to sleep together in Mountain's big bed, Mountain will emit lavender and chamomile scents to help Dew sleep through the discomfort and pain. if he cant get to sleep even with that, though, Rain stays awake with him for as long as he needs (Mountain can't help falling asleep as the sun goes down bur Rain is always staying up late anyway). they talk or watch films or tv shows on Mountain's laptop and Rain does everything he can to help distract Dew from the pain and discomfort for long enough so that he can fall asleep. Dew really appreciates his company. he appreciated both of their efforts so so much. and how the rest of the pack helps too! but Rain and Mountain genuinely do not leave his side the whole time.

(aaa i also have some nsfw thoughts on the matter but maybe those are for another post ;3)

[eybefioro]

I've decided to make a fic rec post every Saturday 💛

Weekly fic rec, by yours truly...

It's raining outside. You hear the pit-pat of the raindrops falling on the ground. I welcome you to my house, and there's a pleasant smell of coffee mixing with the smell of rain and wet soil. You look over the window, and the green hue of the plants is vibrant in the mist. They're happy, and you can almost hear them singing with gratitude in the rain. I invite you to sit in a comfy armchair. Would you like some coffee? Or tea perhaps?

So I'm going to start my weekly recs with one where "The author played with my heartstrings so well they are singing". Yep. That's how I described it between tears.

God's Silence Like the Sun by oceantears

Rated Gen, ~9k words.

My tags: Quiet, gentle and romantic.

Summary: Crowley is looking for something. Has always been looking, perhaps, but now, in their cottage in the South Downs, his search becomes much more obvious to Aziraphale. It happens every day, and after a while, it becomes almost performative. As if Crowley were just waiting for Aziraphale to ask what he is doing, exactly. That, of course, means that Aziraphale won't ask what Crowley is looking for under the carpet, in the soil of his garden or between the sofa cushions. He won't ask, regardless of how long Crowley's search continues, a careful performance. Regardless of how curious Aziraphale is. This is a matter of pride, after all. And that means it doesn't matter that he wakes to find Crowley snooping under the closet in the middle of the night. It means that he is not at all, not one bit, not even slightly intrigued by the looks Crowley throws him during his search, clearly meant to irritate him. He won't ask - he has that much pride. ...oh, darn it, he will ask.

Okay. Where do I start. One of the things I love about this fic is how interesting and simple the concept is: Aziraphale and Crowley are in their cottage, and Crowley keeps searching for something, making Aziraphale curious.

And that's it- we will follow Aziraphale on their day-to-day. We will get to know Azirpahale’s musings about Crowley's habit, until he finally asks about it.

I got so curious about what Crowley was doing, but it never got in the way of what is the focus of this fic: their love.

It's so tender. Aziraphale loves Crowley so much. Crowley loves him back so much. They know and understand eachother a lot! And they are so domestic! This is so fluff, but in such a real way- no that is not the right word. It's in a "routine" way? A human way? Idk. It's the same kind of "fluff" that I have with my family; the fluff of waking up and hugging my mom, the fluff of saying good night to my brothers and kissing their foreheads, the fluff of arriving home to my cat screaming for attention, the fluff of sharing time with someone. The domesticity and life and habits and routines.

I love the yellow crocus x blue lilies debacle. I love their light bickering, their stubbornness. I chuckled so softly with how they interact with eachother. Aaaaaa. This is all so soft.

And then we discover what Crowley is looking for. Aziraphale finally asks. And that's when the dam broke. It's so poetic. So tender. So soft. So loving. I truly can't describe how much their dialogue made me feel. How much it touched me. They love eachother so much. They are so caring and soft and tender. And they're so vulnerable.

I felt like in that tale of boiling frogs (I know, weird comparison, but bear with me). It started slow. Things got warm slowly, at a pace that I didn't notice things building up; then I suddenly was in a pool of tears. Good tears, mind you. It was so much joy and love that they had to became tears. The prose and the rhythm the author settled woven me so sweetly, I got carried away so softly, and then there's was just SO MUCH. So much emotion. So much.

And the last paragraph. Oh dear. I- look I cant be objective obout this fic. It turned into a ramble. I'm sorry. Just trust me when I say that this is beautiful. It's so gentle. So warm.

I was having a bad day. I asked for fluffy fic recs on the maggot server. Champ sent me this link. I read it and felt the weight in my shoulder vanish, and was embraced by a blanket of love and hugged pretty tightly. The cry was good.

This fic is a mug of hot cocoa and hug of a loved one. That's what I have to say.

(My recs will probably be all like this lol I'm not good at this I just wanna gush about fics that touched me and try to make you read it)

[leavemethefuckalne]

A Cozy Evening - Hange Zoe

A Cozy Evening with Hange :3

The rain pours, tap dancing a melody on your shared apartment window. It was just another day in autumn; rainy, soggy and breezy. You tap your fingers along the window sill, matching the rhythm of the rain, bored and anticipating the arrival of your lover, Hange. You had been together for around 3 years now. You'd think that would be enough time to get used to the tender love and happiness Hange brings and showers you with. But here you are, anxiously waiting for them to get back from work, your eyes glued onto your front porch whilst you stare extra hard at every passing car that ever so slightly resembles their own.

You're not sure how much time has passed since you decided to sit by the downstairs window, but it must have been long enough for you to have succumbed to the gentle pitter pattering of the rain, lulling you to sleep. A firm yet gentle touch rocks you from your slumber. Before you could even open your eyes and process what was going on, the smell of sweet musk fills your lungs, one you would never not recognise. You can't help but smile at the familiar scent, batting your eyelids open to your love. They lean forward and plant a soft kiss on your cheek. "I'm back." You pull them down onto the sofa, wrapping both arms around them, as you snuggle your head into the crook of their neck, taking in their scent. "Easy, easy dear" They chuckle as you attack their face with kisses, your saliva mixing with the remaining traces of rain water from outside. You pause for a moment, "I didn't even hear you come in, I fell asleep whilst waiting for you, long day huh" They let out a sigh. "Extremely long" You lean forward and kiss their forehead one last time before allowing them to escape form your embrace. "I'll allow you to go undress and relax, let me go warm up dinner." You get up from the sofa to go to the kitchen. "You're a star thank you love" Hange says before kissing your lips softly then going upstairs.

You turn the stove on and heat up yesterday's pasta and bolognese, Hanges favourite. You watch the sunset as it casts hues of orange and yellow into your home, illuminating the wooden counter tops. The clouds become sparse and the rain turns to a light drizzle. You turn your attention back to the stove, turning off the heat and serving two bowls of pasta, remembering not to sprinkle any cheese on Hanges bowl. You chuckle at a fond memory of your first home dinner date with Hange, where you made Mac and cheese. Hange being so overly fond of you refused to tell you that they were actually lactose intolerant, scoffing down every last bit of pasta, even asking for seconds. Hange had to leave mid way through the movie you were watching, you were slightly confused but you didn't pester them to stay. It was only till your 3 month anniversary where they confessed they had to leave to use the toilet but was too embarrassed to do a poo on the first date in your own home. You never miss the opportunity to bring it up to make fun of them.

"Who's got my love giggling like that to herself" The memory's interrupted, jolting slightly at Hanges unexpected voice. You turn to face them whilst smirking. "Oh no one, just remembering our first date when you didn't tell me you were la-" Your confession is cut short by Hange playfully grabbing you, their tall frame towering above you, using one arm to keep you close to their chest and the other to cover your mouth. "Hey did you hear something?" They ask sarcastically. You wriggle yourself free from their grasp, turning around and rolling your eyes at them whilst laughing. "You never let me bring that up, it's too funny not to tell" You playfully whine whilst poking a finger at their chest. Hange looks around pretending to play dumb whilst avoiding eye contact "I don't know what you're talking about you've lost me" They try their best to put on a serious front but it collapses when both your eyes meet, both bursting out into laughter. "One day I'll poke another confession out of you just wait." The laughter dies does and you place your bowl in the microwave, just for long enough to melt the remaining cheese. Hange takes theirs to the living room, turning on the TV.

After dinner Hange washes up after you clear away the table. It's now pitch black outside with the moonlight peering through the curtain blinds of the living room. They join you back on the sofa, both snuggling under the Halloween themed blanket you both picked out a few days ago. It's getting late and you find yourselves dozing off slightly to the white noise of the TV playing in the background. You feel Hanges weight being lifted from the sofa and it's not long after till you find yourself being carried upstairs, their strong arms holding you, laying you down gently onto the bed. They lean forward to kiss you and climb in on their side of the bed. And of course, the night can't end without Hange wrapping their arm around your waist, big spooning you as you both drift of peacefully to sleep.

Hange being lactose intolerant was such a random hc loool

[nei-ning]

Woke up 8:30am, left with mom to nearby city at 9:00am. She stopped to get some fuel before we continued our trip. Billy Idol's Rebel Yell plays in the radio and I love it! :D We arrived to this city a bit before 11am (it takes 1h to drive there).

We first went to piercing shop to show my piercings to the piercer. She was happy to see how well my piercings have healed (earlobes fully, cartilage too even that it's still a bit swollen - this is normal!) so I bought myself little tiny diamond earrings from her and she even changed them for me to my earlobes! :3

Then mom and I visited this BIG cemetery where her father and brother rests. I found 2 huge white feathers there! A good sign :)

Then to store 1: I found myself very nice scented candles with "take 3, pay for 2" offer, feet "mask", feet bath salt, some Christmas gifts and other stuff. After shopping we came to a car, got in, turned power on and again Billy Idol is playing from the radio! :D

Store 2: Found more Christmas gifts - even if only few.

Store 3: I planned on getting only 3 items from this food store BUT they had so good and different offers that I fell for them, ahah! So I bought myself some berry soups, vegetables etc.

Store 4: Biggest food market in the said city (to my knowledge). I bought so.much.food! I spent 87 euros on food AT ONCE! I NEVER buy food so much at once! But they had some sales too which I fell for, ahah! I bought 2 HUGE cauliflowers since they were 1€ / kilo, I bought lots of fruits and vegetables, chicken meats, eggs, butter made of plants etc. and I also found 2 last shirts with discounts! My whole point to this trip WAS to get 2 new shirts since my (acid) back sweat has eat holes to my 3 other shirts! (Yes, I don't have much clothes overall. I like to use the one and the sames as long until you can't wear them anymore since they break... :'D)

Store 5: I bought new flavored waters since they didn't have my favorite water. Bravely I bought 6 bottles of 1,5 liter bottles. Flavor: Pineapple-lime. I DON'T LIKE pineapple juice or anything like that! I like pineapple ONLY from the can and on top of pizza, nothing else. So I was skeptic when I took the first taste test.... and that water... was so freaking YUMMY! So so good! :D Not only that but it has VERY LOW calories and sugar levels so yay! (I did check these two with protein level from most ingredients I bought today)

Store 6: Just fast walking through. Didn't find anything. We drove another 1h to get back home.

And during this whole 11H LONG shopping I saw cars with number 44 on them SO MANY TIMES! I think I broke my record of seeing them during one day! Wherever I looked, there was 44! All the freaking time! But that was really nice and assuring, too :) Now I'm sitting in dark living room, TV on on Olympics while it's thundering outside <3 (just rain and few rumbles then and there - probably the edge of the cloud as always).

I should warm sauna and go to bath since I always feel sick, cold and feverish after these exhausting shopping trips (we didn't even go to this big mall where we usually always go) but I also wouldn't want to go - and I know I will be shivering in bed if I won't go wash myself. Simple shower is just njah...

But overall super nice day <3

[matrixxsystem]

I can't not tell you guys the story now-

buckle up sluts this so much more comfort and fluff than I've ever written before-

This is how Leo found Marmalade This is a western AU where after the invasion the surface of New York was too triggering so they ran off to the middle of nowhere to try and heal. CW: This AU is a little dark, it wont be explored in full but there might be mentions of dealing with mental illness and having PTSD so just be a lil warned, but this is supposed to be just a lil one off about how he found his lil lady :3

Boots With The Spurrs

The sun had just reached the apex of the sky, heat beating down with such a vengeance you'd think someone owed it money or something.. Though lets be real, it wasn't like it was any cooler yesterday or the day before. The slider never minded though, he loved the sun and all that came with it. And that cool summer breeze that nearly blew his hat off, even as he held on while the wind shoved him back towards the house, or tired to at least- He loved that too. It was so clear each night and so quiet every morning.. The air was so clean, and the grass was so soft.. The first time he stepped foot on the property of their new home he spent a good hour just laying outside and taking it all in. He couldn't remember why exactly him and his family came out here, but it'd been maybe five or six years since they moved now, and it was a hell of an adjustment sure, any city boy would be turned on his head being stuck out in the middle of god knows where. But even when he missed some of the busy aspects, the bright lights and colors, the smells and constant chatter of people, he could only remind himself that there was a reason they left the city. Something about everyone's mental health, about needing space and time or whatever vague excuse Donnie told him each time he asked.

There was a small town not far from where they lived, maybe a twenty minute walk or so, and five minutes if they rode horseback. Oh yeah, didn't I mention? They bought a farm. Yeah, They bought a plot of land that was just outside a small town, fixed the place up, and since Donnie loves plants and Mikey loves animals it seemed fitting to start trying to grow things and really leaning into the towns rustic aesthetic. Who knew they had green thumbs.. Well… Fuck okay who knew they had metaphorical green thumbs- And would be oddly good farmers?? Yeah, me neither. Anyway, after the first two years things really took off for the brothers. And cause I can read your mind, don't worry, Aprils there too, she got a job working at the local news station, her and Mayhem easily became a hit. And Casey Jr came along, and Cass, hell even Barry decided he might as well tag along and make sure the brothers don't get into anymore weird time altering shenanigan's. And after Splinter.. Passed, it helped having everyone be there with them. Leo looked back up at the sky, trying to read the clouds to see if there was any sign of rain, maybe if he could convince the others.. They'd let him go into town for a bit, they needed food soon anyway right?

Oh yeah, second thing about this story. This is one where Leo lost his arm, yeah no, when Mikey pulled him from the prison dimension Kraang was just a little faster and dug his claws into Leo's arm, tearing it from his body as Mikey rushed to close the portal and save what was left of his brother. So yeah, most of the time he spent healing from that is just a blurred mess to him now, then he woke up in the turtle tank out in the country one day. He remembers people by his bedside in the medbay talking about it, asking Leo or trying to ask how he felt, if he wanted to go anywhere, if there was anything he wanted to do outside the city. Anytime it's brought up he's always teased about how he only said things like "I wanna be a cowboy baaabyyyy" or "I just wanna live on a ranch, and sit on a porch swing, with my boyfriend.." (He did not have a boyfriend, or know anyone who could even come close at the time) So they continued to poke fun at his responses, which he blames the pain medicine he was on at the time for.

Leo sighed a little as he sat on the old wooden stairs, rolling his eyes at the audible creek that came from the shift in weight. He took the very cowboy-esk hat from his head waving it in front of his face, trying to get a little more of a breeze to cool him off. He'd just been out moving the pipes Donnie ordered to make he's own watering system for the plants, he wanted to start a new patch on the other side of the house and Leo just knew he'd be bribed into doing all the dirty work somehow.. Though he'd do it if asked, he knew that something bad happened to all his brothers before they moved that left them all a little less able then they used to be. For Donnie his back got hurt badly, most days he was fine but some days he'd get these real bad flare ups and he couldn't put any weight on his back or be on his feet for more then maybe fifteen minutes at a time. Leo liked to call it his "No Bones" days, since he'd usually end up just rag doll-ing in his bed all day. It was actually pretty scary the first few times it happened, Leo wasn't sure why everyone else was so calm that his brother couldn't move. But after a while and a couple explanations he didn't fully understand he came to accept that for Dee it's just something that happens when he overworks himself.. For Raph he lost sight in one of his eyes and hates being snuck up on, there were scars over the eye but they didn't look like any animal Leo had ever seen, he didn't ask though. He knew he didn't like talking about it, none of his brothers did really. Even Mikey, who was an open book all other times.. He had some faint scars from his hands up his forearms, and if he used his hands too much they'd start shaking or locking up, he always blames him drawing too much when he was younger but Leo knew deep down there was something else he just wasn't saying. But like any other time Leo was able to quickly shake those thoughts from his mind, it wasn't important and if they didn't want to talk, then he didn't want to know. He knew enough, and knew prying would only hurt them in the end.

He turned his head to look at the front door hearing the screen door swing open, "Hey Leo, you finally had enough of tha' heat?" Leo put his hat back on and smiled up at his oldest brother, "You could say that- Think if I asked Mike would be willin' to make us some lemonade?" Raph's eyes lit up as he weighed the options for a moment, food always got his big brother motivated and Mikey always made the best lemonade..

Leo let out a little laugh at his brothers reaction, "Though if we're gonna have a drink I s'pose we'd need to head into town to get the lemons don't we..?" Raph tensed up a bit hearing the mention of town. Compared to New York this town was more like a small village- It was like something straight out of a western movie it seemed. Raph let out a little grumble, muttering something about town and Leo just laughed again, giving Raph a reassuring pat on the lower half of his shell. "Oh c'mon big guy, it'll take all of forty minutes to get in, out, and back home." Raph carefully passed Leo on the stairs, once again weighing his options. "Raph..?" Leo asked, a little softer, "I know I shouldn't keep askin, but why don't you guys like goin' into town? Seems like y'all lock up whenever it's mentioned but I can't recall the reason."

"Its.." There was a pause, maybe he was trying to think about his words so he didn't sound like he was yelling at Leo. "It's nothin' really, if you wanna go, we'll go. Saddle up an I'll give Don the heads up that we're goin for a ride." Leo practically jumped up to get ready, "Are you sure we wanna tell Don? If he knows you're goin he'll send you off with a whole grocery list to bring back-" Raph shrugged, "If we're goin' we might as well make sure we get all we need, 'sides, Don ain't feelin well again so it might be good to bring him back some more medicine." Leo glanced back at the house, up to the second story where Dee's room was, "He havin' one of his 'no bones' days?" Raph rolled his eyes at the name but nodded, "Yeah, just one of those days. Now go on and get saddled up while I run in and get some money and everyone's orders." Leo gave a playful salute and a 'yes sir!' before heading around to the barn where the horses we're kept. He gave each one a little attention as he passed, Donnie's being an all black horse of course, Mikey's being some kind of calico with all matter of spots and specks decorating its coat, and Raph's was a big ass Belgian draft horse with a dark grey coat that faded to black at the feet. And Leo's, it was this blonde almost iridescent light color. "Well hey there sunshine" He cooed as he opened her gate, stepping and and getting ready to head out, "Looks like we're goin' for a ride today, a real one, not just round the house. You excited?" The horse turned her head nudging Leo and almost knocking him over, he laughed as he gently pushed her back, "I know I know, I told Raphie we need to take y'all out more but he don't want me goin into town alone, don't think he wants me goin anywhere alone actually-" After he was all set he took her lead and walked out of the barn, nearly bumping into Raph on their way out.

Once they were both set they headed out, Leo riding up and around roads, goin as fast as his Sunshine would let him, she liked going fast too, part of why he was able to get her at all. Her last owner couldn't get her to calm down or stop running off or throwing anyone who tried to ride her. Leo pretty quickly figured she just lived a bit faster then others, just like him. So he'd made a bet that if he could ride her without being thrown he'd get a big discount. Instead of trying to get her on his level he got onto hers, encouraging her to run and jump to her hearts content, and they've gotten along pretty damn well since then. Once they got into town went and hopped off his horse, not bothering to tie her up unlike Raph and his gentle giant, who he carefully tied up at a post outside the local grocery store, pulling a few treats from his bag and setting them down. "Good girl Boots" He muttered with a little pat before heading into the store, Leo trailing behind. They browsed for a few minutes, well, Leo did, Raph just picked what they needed and only that. Going right to the sections that had what he needed, he really didn't want to be there longer then they needed to be it seemed.. Leo rolled his eyes and tosses a lemon his way, "Heads up Raphie-!"

The lemon bonked the side of Raph's head and fell into his basket, he turned to Leo with an unamused expression, Leo braced to be yelled at, to be scolded like they would when they were younger, maybe even a playful slap on the back of his head for being impolite at the store. But Raph just took a breath and sighed, picking a couple apples up and setting them in the basket next to the lemon. Leo pouted a little but let it go, it wasn't like he wanted to be yelled at, but it didn't feel right for them to not even fight playfully? He huffed and set another dozen or so into the basket and gave Raph a little shoulder pat, "I'm gonna go wait outside okay? Make sure Sunny ain't found any trouble." Raph just nodded, seemly he was almost done, the basket was already full but he was still looking for a few more things.

Leo stepped outside, a few people had paused to eye his horse, ones that pretty were usually pretty expensive so it made sense people would look at her. He whistled and she perked up, heading over and lowering one front leg to look like she was bowing, he was pretty proud of teaching her that trick.. Het gave her a few pats and praises and grabbed his bag off her side, reaching and getting out a sugar cube, "There we are, I knew I had one left in here. Whos a good girl? Hm?" "She sure is-" Leo turned around to see another yokai approach him, he hadn't seen this guy around but he sure looked familiar..? "Never seen one that well behaved before.. Your horse must've cost a pretty penny but you don't look the fancy type?" Was.. Was this guy saying he looked poor..? "Sunny here ain't no ones horse-" He joked, giving her a few more pats, "Ain't that right Sunshine? You don't belong to no man huh?" She flapped her lips blowing out a huff as she shook her head, turning to nudge Leo. He just laughed a little louder, "Yes mam, you're as free as the breeze ain't cha? You just follow me home for the treats huh?" The stranger smiled a little, he took half a step closer then stopped, "Is it alright if I pet her? Think she'll let me keep my hands?" Leo just shrugged like he wasn't sure but quickly nodded, "I'm just messin- Yeah you can pet her, she loves the attention don't worry." He nodded and stepped closer again, getting into her line of sight and carefully approaching. Leo took a step back and watched in the interaction, whoever this guy was he seemed to know a lot about horses with a temper, and she seemed to like him well enough.. He took his hat off setting is on his saddle to feel the coming breeze. Sunshine turned to look at him before turning back to the stranger and biting the brim of his hat, lifting it off his head and turning to put it on Leo. The yokai was a bit shorter than Leo, and without the hat long white ears fell on either side of his head, it was a rabbit yokai- Kinda cute actually... Not many of those in such hot and dry places like this town. Their eyes met for a moment before Leo realized he was staring at the stranger, "Ah- Sorry 'bout that, she got that lil trick from my little brother-" He took the hat back off and gently set it back on the guys head, "Think that mean's she likes ya heheh- Uh- Say stranger.. You got a name to go with that face?"

"Y-Yeah, sorry, where are my manners.. I'm Yuichi. Yuichi Usagi." Leo stuck his good arm out to shake his hand, "Leo. Leonardo Hamato. Pleased to meet cha."

"Hamato..? Like.. The Hamato brothers?" Leo perked up a little, "Oh? We got a name 'round here or somethin'..?" Yuichi shook his head, "No no, just.. You guys were a big thing back home, everyone in my village knew about you guys savin' people. Didn't expect to find you all the way out here is all." Leo looked a little confused, it'd been a handful of years before he'd done anything heroic.. But people still talked about them? That was kind of cool… Raph came out of the store and started putting his stuff away in the pouches strapped to his saddle. "Well Yuichi, it was a pleasure meeting' you. Not sure how long you plan to be here but if you need anythin' we live just down the road here up on brasshill." He picked his bag back up fastening it and hopping up. Yuichi looked surprised, "Wait- Brasshill? I'm stayin' with my auntie who lives on that road. She's also a rabbit. Leo gasped, "You're related to Nonanoka??? Dude! She's the best! Oh y'all gotta come over sometime then, we'll have a nice get together, tell her Leon's got somethin for her when you see her alright? Shes got our line if you ever need us." Yuichi nodded a little and gave them a little wave as they headed off towards the end of town, fixing the hat on his head and stuffing his ears back into it to get them out of the way.

Once they were back home Raph carried everything inside while Leo took the horses back to their stables, then headed inside once they were back safe. He opened the door being met with Mikey coming down the stairs, he must've heard Raph come in and wanted to see what all they got. "Heya mike" He said giving his hat a little wave before he hung it up, "Leoooo! You're back already??"

"Yeah, Raphie was in a bit of a rush I guess, he never likes to take long you know that" Mikey nodded a little and gave Leo a quick hug, "Well when you get everythin' put away I wanna go for a ride too!" Leo gave Mikey's shell a little pat, "As long as the suns out and Raphie don't mind stayin' with Don. I think he can be bribed though" He gave Mikey a little wink and moved his head to gesture to the kitchen where Raph was emptying the two big bags of food. Mikey peeked past Leo to see the fruit basket on the table now full of lemons and oranges. His eyes lit up as he got an idea, by now Leo was pretty good at getting Mikey to have ideas he thinks are original despite Leo being the one to plant the idea in his head. Mikey slowly walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back as if he was hiding something, "Heya Raphie, how was the store? Y'all have a good time?" Raph glanced over to him and shrugged, "As good as going into town gets I guess, Leo made a friend I think, the nephew of nona-"

"Nonanoka has relatives in the sates? I thought she said all her family was back in Japan??"

"Must be vistin' or somethin, seemed nice enough tho.." Mikey scooted over climbing onto Raph's back to peer over his shoulder, "Ooooo, we outta bake nona somethin' maybe a pie? We do have a buncha apples now…"

"That's a good idea Mike" Leo said as he sat at the table, he reached for his satchel but then it moved- Everyone's eyes turned to look at the bag, "That- Wasn't just me right?" Leo asked hesitantly, both Raph and Mikey shook their heads as they watched the bag. Leo felt an odd sense, it wasn't dread, he didn't get a bad feeling, but something was making his anxiety go off the charts- He took a deep breath and slowly opened the bag,

"Mew!"

Leos eyes widened as a small kitten, maybe the size of Leos hand, wobbled out of his bag. It was orange with lighter colored stripes. It looked up at Leo and mewed again, tilting its head a little and glancing around to the others. Raphs eyes grew at least ten times seeing that little cat look his way, "Leo- How in the- Where do you even get a cat??"

"I didn't?? I don't- I didn't go anywhere-!" He slowly reached his hand out and pet the cat, it leaned into his hand starting to purr, "I mean I set my bag down to say hi to the new guy- Maybe this lil guy smelled somethin sweet and snuck in..? There are a few strays in that town…"

"Well- Put it back-!"

"Raph!! I'm surprised at you! Look at this sweet lil thing-" Mikey carefully picked the cat up to inspect it after getting off Raph's back, "Hey there lil one, you hitched a ride with the right guy, we'll take good care a' you.." Raph sighed a little, he was too tired for this and knew it was a loosing argument trying to talk them out of keeping the cat. "If we keep her we'll need to go stock up on food, and a bed, and a litter box n litter and a collar- It's a lot of work and on top of runnin' the farm and all out other animals-"

"Her?" Leo asked, Raph nodded, "Yeah can't ya tell she's a girl? She's a month old, maybe a month n a half- What? Why are y'all lookin' at me like that-? I like animals alright? Just- Make sure she don't get outside before we get a collar on her… I'm gonna go bring Dee some food before I start cleanin' up for the night." Leo nodded and looked back at the kitten, "She's so cute- How'd a miss somethin' that sweet sneakin' into my bag hahah.. She's gonna need a name too... Hmm" Mikey set her back on the table, "Let's see... Pumpkin? Cause she's orange? Or... Cinnamon?" "That might be a good name for a horse but she's a much lighter orange.. This lil lady needs a real good name.." "Maybe a snack will help us come up with somethin good! I've been cravin a toasted PB&J, you want one?" Leo chuckled as he was playing with the kitten, "Yeah, make it two if ya would" "Yessir! You want strawberry, marmalade or elderberry jam?" Leo perked up a little, "Wait, say that again.." "Uh.. You want strawberry, marmalade or elderberry jam?" "Marmalade..?" He looked over at the open cabinet, the jar Mikey pulled was filled with a light orange color, he looked back down the to cat, "Marmalade?" She tilted her head a little, it got her attention it seems. "So that's the one you want? ...Leo..? Leeoooo?" He snapped back to reality (ope there goes gravity) and nodded. "Yeah.. I think that's perfect."

[fictionfordays]

Tyelkormo HCs

Fandom: Tolkien

CW: Some gn!reader towards the end!

A/N: Requested by @a-world-of-whimsy-5 as part of my 100 Followers Milestone Event! Thank you, my beloved! Tyelko is my sweet sweet baby boi and my comfort character. I just love him sm frfr !!! <3 thank you for the request! I hope these are sufficient :)

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❀ I think he's a lot more understanding than he lets on - depending on the person

❀ He loves the living void out of his brothers and cousins, especially his parents, though his relationship with his atar is pretty rough at times

❀ He's the only one allowed to tease his brothers. Even pranks, he might let his cousins in on the prank but generally speaking, pranks do NOT go well when done by others.

❀ And he's not afraid of beating the living shit out of someone for it

❀ Tyelko is a big cuddler. He LOVES physical touch and physical attention. His hand will always be on someone whether protectively or drunkenly (bc, yes, this hound loves a good drink and a good time)

❀ His favourite cuddles are admittedly with Húan. The big ball of fluff is like a bed, a pillow, and a blanket all in one. They can usually be found napping in the shade of a big tree or in the sun by the window if indoors

❀ He loves plants and animals. He'll sometimes collect acorns and other nuts to hide for the squirrels that might need some extra help.

❀ I hc that he works with plants a lot more than other members of his family. He has an herb garden he loves tending to near his hunting cabin, which isn't actually that far from his family's estate.

❀ He loves making herb bundles. He'll hang them in doorways to help make his hunting cabin or his chambers in the family house smell better while also adding an aesthetic charm to the space. He also uses them as like smudge sticks / smoke bundles for cleansing his indoor spaces

❀ Loves picking bouquets of flowers for his ammë (and eventually his partner)

❀ He really loves the outdoors - a known fact - and he tries to bring in as much as he can. The forest is his home, but he can't ALWAYS be outside for whatever reason so he brings a lot of nature inside. Lots of flower pots, trailing vines, rock collection, sticks, feathers, furs he might keep from his hunts, etc. He just loves it so much

❀ Definitely the type of dude that likes to sit in the rain or sit next to an open window while it's raining

❀ He's not known for his musical talents, but I think he does play a couple of instruments and he does sing. He knows a lot of campfire songs and knows a lot of spooky stories too. 10/10 camping partner



Some domestic hc:

❀ Will definitely come into the bathroom to have a conversation with you while you're trying to pee, or while you're trying to relax in a warm bath. Will also use the excuse of styling or brushing his hair in the mirror, too. You promptly scream and kick him out if he tries to do that while you're going #2 though

❀ He can read. It may have taken him longer to learn than his brothers, but he CAN and he'll read books or short stories occasionally when the feeling calls. Definitely reads a lot more once you come around though. He wants you to think he's smart and well-read. He loves listening to you read to him, but will sometimes indulge you and read to you as well.

❀ If you're having a hard time falling asleep, he might read to you, or tell you a comforting story. He'll gently trace your facial features or rub a little lavender oil on your temples to help you fall asleep as well.

❀ He actually really loves drinking tea with you by the hearth. You could sit in comfortable silence or speak quietly about your days. Maybe he'll give you a back rub (though that might lead to other things...)

❀ If you're struggling with your anxieties or insecurities, he's got you. You will never ever doubt for even a millisecond that he would dismiss or make fun of your feelings. He can always sense when you're feeling a little off, and can feel when you're about to have an attack. He loves the outdoors for this reason - it's quieter and there's no one there to poke and prod at you. It's just you and the forest.

❀ He'll pull you into a firm hug, breathing in your scent, which calms him just as much as it calms you

❀ He enjoys your company, even if you're mad at each other for one reason or another. He doesn't like how quickly relationships move traditionally as he feels like he wants to get to know you, enjoy you and who you are and what you enjoy, and really take his time doing so. It might take a little while before he asks for your hand in marriage, but he'll get there eventually when you both feel ready for it

❀ On a similar note, it takes him a while to confess his love for you. He's very open in the fact that he likes you and that he enjoys your company (and that no one else is allowed to have you), but love is... different. It's stronger. It's more vulnerable. It's scary. He was very nervous of saying it the first couple of times.

❀ When he's feeling soft and cuddly, he'll whisper praises in your ears or against your skin. He just loves you so much. He thinks you're smart and beautiful, and he adores you even more if you like similar things as him.

❀ Man blushes and almost looks like Carnistir if you were to ever give him a drawing or painting with him as your muse. Doesn't matter how bad the drawing or painting is. It's the fact that you thought he looked pretty enough or that you admired him enough that you drew his features on paper/canvas. He gets so flustered, beet red, and... quiet. Honestly you've never seem him so quiet and it makes you VERY nervous. Did he just have a heart attack? Does he hate the picture? WHAT IS GOING THROUGH HIS HEAD???

❀ (Don't worry, he loves the fuck out of it)

❀ Same reaction if you write a poem for him jsyk

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[justsasuke]

It's Juugo's birthday so here are some random and soft Juugo headcanons that live in my head. (read with JuuSasu undertones because that's how I wrote them mwahah)

Juugo loves animals, and in one universe adopted a small Shiba inu from the streets after it followed him home in the rain (he named it Pon and it loves Sasuke the most besides Juugo)

He speaks at least 2 languages and is trying to learn a third because he values communicating with people

He also loves house plants and will speak softly to the dog and his plants as he takes care of them (maybe even in whatever language he's trying to learn at the time)

On cold evenings he likes sit on the couch with a mug of hot tea on hand and read

His favorite tea is chamomile

His favorite type of books are biographies (boring, according to Suigetsu who probably also reads biographies but of different people) or historical fiction (which Sasuke will sometimes steal and skim through just to find out what Juugo is reading)

His love language is words of affirmation or gift giving (I can't decide which one)

That being said he's really cuddly during naps/sleep time and likes to hold hands

He is definitely a morning person and likes taking walks when it's not quite bright outside and there are not many other people on the streets

He pays a lot of attention to other people's needs and will be the first to offer a helping hand to the grandma down the street.

He's a great listener, and will listen to any of his friends' complaints without passing judgement or giving unsolicited advice (except to his closest friends or to Sasuke where he will give his opinion even if they may hate it at first.)

He boxes for exercise and to unwind after a stressful week

There is one AU where he's a chef in a small, fancy restaurant

I have this one AU idea where he's a layout designer/editor for a high end fashion magazine (Karin is a PR person in the same company and Suigetsu is a videographer. Sasuke is a photographer but works for a sub contracted company so he's only there sometimes...yes I realize this sounds like the setup of a workplace romance AU which...)

He loves camping and soaking in nature, and has a van that he got from a relative and renovated to be a camping car. He'll take his friends out to camp and they'll spend cool autumn nights around a campfire staring at the stars. (this is one of the rare times Sasuke will actually sit in Juugo's lap of his own volition--he usually sits next to him and drapes his legs over Juugo's--because "it's cold")

ok I gotta go now but there may be a part 2 or something vaguely related coming soon because I did not realize I had this much to write haha.

see you around and also Happy Birthday Juugo.

[silastreeguy]

Today's date: Saturday, 29th of July, 2023

Dear Diary,

I have found myself on a website called Tumblr— I can't imagine it has anything to do with gymnastics— though I'm told you can find just about anything on here. (Including gymnastics, if you so please)

I had a wonderful break-fast, though it was lunch time, of rice and chicken, corn, and bread sticks! I love bread sticks, but I don't like garlic. I know garlic bread is popular, and I have nothing against it— just the smell and the oily taste is very bad in my mouth. But I love bread all the same. And I do love almond butter toast!

Here's a question. Why is is called garlic bread if it's toasted, and why is it weird to call it garlic toast?

Back to my more planned thoughts.

I am going to instill my thoughts and feelings onto this website and talk about the things that interest me. Including but not limited to: History , the 80s, and Frogs™.

I recall a rainy night in November, similar to the summer storms we've had recently, but the previous summer of that year much cooler— still hot, mind you— but not nearly so.

Anyways, I remember when I was younger, I was absolutely not dressed for the weather, but I didn't care because catching frogs was much more important than that. Besides, I knew I'd be taking a bath that evening anyways, so get as dirty as possible now, cleanse later. Frogs now.

So anyways my friend Jonah had me fetch a pail so we could hold more frogs than our grubby little teenaged hands could carry...

...

I remember Jonah dearly.

I think...

I think I might have liked him, as well as cared for him. But that was a long time ago.

I'm sure he's happy wherever he is, chasing and catching frogs...

...

He grew to be quite the chap to go to for anything related to swamps, bogs, marshes, glades— all of which he insisted were Very Different Things™— I believe him of course, I just wouldn't be able to see the difference even if it had hit me with a brick till I wore it as a hat.

It wasn't just the environments, but the plants and animals too.

He told to "make sure to get a fitted lid, lest they leap about, I must look at them closely!" I of course obliged. I knew just as much about frogs, that they were particularly squirmy and very beautiful. I have always love their different colours and the shapes of their spots, patterns— I mustn't go on too much. They're just little guys though :)

Jonah studied plants, animals, even from a young age. And he was always very clever.

"We must study the natural world around us to grow into well-rounded, proper adults!" I would have never been clever enough to think of something like that, even as I grew up into a proper adult years later, to save our hides for leaving chores half-finished for frogs. I often wrote down the little things he said that stuck with me so I wouldn't forget them. I don't want to leave behind an improper image of him. Or remember him incorrectly myself.

He spent just about from noon to supper outside in the muck. My mother didn't approve, Jonah's mother did. And occasionally, I could have sworn she would give my mother a very good, nasty, side-eye. This cheered me greatly.

I could only spent half that time outside before my mother drags me in by the ear and forces me into the bath. Jokes on her. I love swimming! But that evening, long after supper had ended and mother was asleep. I had said my prayers and pretend to sleep until she slept.

I snuck out to enjoy the rain from under the awning. Only to have Jonah sit beside me with a frog in his hand, we named him Reginald's pants. He had a colouration that looked like he had fancy pants! We watched the rain, and talked for 2 hours. I slept very well that evening.

He and I were both very much into books, and I still am. He prefered encyclopedias and Atlases and I preferred novels. Though my mother thought I spent far too much time with my nose in a book and should have concerned my self with real things.

But where does fiction come from, mother? Real Things

And what was real, and is still very much true is that I like frogs and and leg warmers and Jonah

...

Sincerely,

Silas

[gracenike]

Enjoy the Little Things

People always say to not worry about the little things in life - they're all wrong.   

Yes, the big things are nice, but they only come once in a while.   

The little things are often, and then always soon forgotten.   

They are born with a whisper, live with a flutter, and are gone with the wind,  

But that's the beautiful thing about them.      

Go out in the world and watch and look and listen.  

Stand on the street, there on the corner.   

There are the little things.  

Take a walk, out in the woods.  

There are the little things.  

Go on a walk, to a store, to your kitchen.  

There. There are the little things.  

A flower in a crack in the sidewalk, a leaf that crunches underfoot.  

A view of the sky, a perfect apple, the way the pans are arranged.  

Someone enjoying a walk, someone working on a goal.  

A child onward to their first grand adventure, someone trying to decipher the handwritten ingredients on the recipe from mom, the smell of something cooking and knowing you did it right.  

These are the little things.   

Enjoy the little things in life.   

But also worry about the little things.  

Is there enough sugar in my tea? 

Does my chair have the right light?  

When did I last eat some strawberries?  

Did I water my plants tonight?  

Where did I put that comfy sweater? 

Is my desk at the correct height? 

What playlist shall I choose? 

Is my art arranged just right?  

These are the little things.  

Do whatever makes you happy.  

Have chocolate waffles for dinner? Go ahead.  

Do literally nothing for a full day except binge watching something? Yep.  

Put ten throw pillows on the bed? Do it.   

Decide to reorder the bookshelf by alphabetical order of the first word of the book? Yes.  

Make a three course meal for just you and yourself? Why not.   

Want to make a nest of blankets on the floor? What’s stopping you.    

Anything and everything that makes you happy.   

Sit back, relax, enjoy life and enjoy the little things. 

Every single morning, I wake up and say that it's a beautiful day.  

My friends and family can't trust me with the weather, I always say it’s wonderful.  

I look up at the sky and see just a world of possibilities.   

Most look down at their phone to ask how many degrees.  

I love it when it’s rainy.  

I love it when it’s sunny.  

I love it when it snows.  

I love it when it shines.  

I love it when it’s windy.  

I love it when it’s cloudy.  

I love it for walking down the street coming home and tilting my face up to the sky and enjoying the coolness.   

For the pitter patter of the rain on the window somehow always in time with my music.   

For the life it brings after the fall with everything clean.  

I love it for the tingling sensation on my arms as I sit outside on a bench in the early morning.  

For the happiness it brings others and to hear the squeals of children as they play.  

For the way that the memory of it always brings a smile.  

I love it for the brisk air it carries that wakes me up and brings focus to the world.  

For the quiet it brings with it’s white blanket dampening all the noise except for the one bird who forgot to go to sleep.  

For the way I am reminded of all the wonderful times I have spent in it’s cold embrace.  

I love it for the way it seems to make the water always so much cooler than it normally is.  

For the sound of the birds chirping and the cicadas with their eternal conversations.  

For the remembrance of the fires and the endless songs while walking on trails just large enough for one person.  

I love it for the way it makes me feel as if I could jump and suddenly be flying above the trees.  

For the sounds of it whistling in my ears as a tune that I just can’t seem to remember exactly.  

For the memories of running as fast as I could trying to cox it to grab my kite and toss it as high as the string would let it.  

I love it for the way it makes everything feel like it's asleep or in a place where everything is suddenly calm.  

For the way it seems to soften the lines of the world as there is no longer a single bright light.  

For the way it gives me solace for when I wish the bad days would be over soon to have hope that the sun will come out like it always does.  

So remember.   

Enjoy the little things.  

-Grace Nike

[dewitty1]

Saturday Six (Stuff)

I finally reached my follower milestone this week! I commissioned art! Thank you all! ☆*･゜ﾟ･*\(^O^)/*･゜ﾟ･*☆

It's been so rainy here! I love the cooler Temps, but I'd like to get outside a little bit too.♡(•ི̛ᴗ•̛)ྀ

The whole getting more cats situation from my Bff's mom is still up in the air. Her brother is being a wicked jerk, and now my landlady is kind of being weird about the possibility of four cats here. Ughhhhh.(*｀へ´*)

Gosh danged migraine this weekend. Boo.ヾ(*´ー`)ノ

Finally got my tax return paperwork! So, it's finally been filed by my accountant. Smh. I'm not happy about the communication there.s(・｀ヘ´・;)ゞ

I've got baby squash coming on! And my strawberries are amazing. I love having what little fresh food I can grow myself. (っ˘ڡ˘ς)

[theresa-nam-nam-me]

| hybrid seokjin | true love

Masterlist

Requested?: yes

Sugar glider Hybrid jin x reader

Summary → owners and their hybrids, a magical story of the two falling in love at first sight but jin knew better then anyone that this wasn't the case. Meeting you though, was nothing but a pure miracle.

Warnings: none

"Y/n!" Your friend shouted for you "yes misa?" You said trying to swallow your salad "I and jisoo are going to Italy next week" she said excitedly showing you her plane tickets. "That's great!" You smiled "and i, kind of need a favor" she dragged her words "i was wondering if you could look after jin for a few days, while I'm in Italy." You had forgotten she had that sugar glider hybrid she hadn't talk about him much "you aren't bringing him along with you?" You asked confused "uh, no i don't want him to ruin the mood, so will you please!" She begged clasping her hands together. You knew he was a hybrid but he was also a grown man, couldn't he take care of himself? "Fine" you sighed

The week passed too quickly and now you were standing outside misas door with a small suitcase in hand. "Y/n! Come in" she gestured you inside. "Good evening misa" you greeted, looking forward was rather a tall hybrid with small ears, a long tail that match the soft brown of his hair, and plump red lips. "Good evening jin" you smiled taking off your coat "good evening Miss. L/n," he said "oh please call me y/n" he smiled and nodded "ill show you to your room," misa said dragging you alongside her. "Here you go" she opened the door. The room was just a plane guest room with a bed, small tv, and a few plants.

"Well ill see you in a few days, take care!" Misa waved to you before sprinting out the door. After unpacking your things you left your room and a great creamy smell hit you. You followed it into the kitchen seeing jin make an alfredo sauce. "What is that?" You asked "oh, it's nokey" (Italian dish) "it smells amazing" you complemented making him smile "thank you, would you like some?" He asked, you nodded your head happily. Seokjin placed the bowls on the table and pulled out a seat for you. "Thank you jin" you said before sitting down.

Jin picked up his fork blowing away the steam making his cheeks puff up. "Do you like it?" He asked, tail slightly swinging behind him "yes, it's delicious" you said stuffing your face with more "I thought I'd be making dinner for you though" you commented. He could clearly cook very well without issue so you didn't see why he needed to be babysat. After dinner you decided to take a shower before bed. getting out you wrapped a towel around you, when you opened the door you were met with jins now flustered face “oj jin, can i help you?” you questioned, he shook his head “i was wondering if you would like to watch a movie” he asked “sorry jin maybe tomorrow, i'm really tired right now”

you felt bad seeing jins smile drop and silently moving out of the way “goodnight jin” you smiled making his small ears perk up again “goodnight y/n'' it took you a few minutes to adjust but you slowly started to drift off with heavy eyelids and the sounds of rain hitting the roof. you were barely coneses when you felt the other side of the bed dip. “hello” you grumbled out looking through halfly opened lids. “sorry i just don't like storms...may i stay here” you nodded not thinking much of it until you felt him cuddle into you. his head hid in your neck, you let out a soft sigh before combing your hands through his hair.

The sun shines through the window and you hid under the cover but the sudden smell of pancakes slowly pulled you out of bed leading you to the kitchen “Jin?” You called seeing him flip pancakes over the stove “good morning y/n” he greeted you “please take a seat in almost done with breakfast” you nodded seating yourself at the table watching him flip a few more pancakes before placing them on a plate and setting it in front of you. “ thank you seokjin” he smiled before digging into his plate. You whipped you mouth with a cloth before picking up your plate and washing it “would you like to watch a movie today before I go?”

“Yes, do you like Avengers?” he asked. You nodded after seokjin finished his plate he quickly washed up before sitting on the soft Couch turning on the tv. “Sit with me” he pulled you next to him as you held a bowl of popcorn. You had seen the movie plenty of times before so it was no surprise when you started drifting off to a soft nap and slowly leaning against seokjins shoulder. “Im back!” a loud voice interrupted your peaceful slumber making you flinch away from jin as if being caught doing something wrong. You quickly regained yourself standing up straight “misa! How was your trip?” you asked moving into a hug “amazing, you should have seen it, such a beautiful country!” she smiled greatly. “How was jin?” she asked looking over at him, her voice toning down from her energetic energy. “Oh, he's fine, he is a grown man after all” she only mumbled an “i guess” to your comment before changing the subject.

After a few more minutes of catching up, you packed your stuff and headed to the door “y/n” jins voice called behind you, when you turned your head jin held out his hands holding out a small box, you gentle took it from his hold “what is it?” you asked “some homemade chocolates...a thank you for visiting” he smiled “thank you jin” he nodded opening the door for you. “Goodbye jin” you waved goodbye to each other.

His smile feel as he closed behind you, he felt his heart suddenly ache as he walked deeper into the house. “Can y/n come for dinner?” Jin asked sering misa started to unpack, she just shot him a glare to leave her alone. That evening when dinner rolled around he sat in silence as misa stared at her phone paying no mind to him,you seemed to have plagued jins mind, he missed your conpany at the table and recalled the conversation you had together. He began to realize how lonely he truly was and how you weren't just in his head but filled his heart with a warm sensation.

That night he felt himself twisting and turning in bed, he was unable to sleep. The previous night cuddled up to you felt like such bliss that tonight couldn't satisfy him. He reluctantly threw his covers off and touched his feet to cold hardwood floors. He tiptoed into the living room seeing misa to occupied with what was on tv to notice him slipping by. He made his way to the door, slowly turning the nob before slipping out. He followed the smell of rosemary and soon ended up in front of a small apartment door. He honestly hadn't thought what hed do when he got to this stage but he knew it was to late to turn back now.

He slowly rose his hand knocking it against the door. “Hello” you peaked your head out from behind the door in your PJs and messy hair. “Hi y/n” jin greeted “oh seokjin, it's late is misa here?” you asked confusion. “No it's just me, I just wanted to see you and maybe stay a while,” he said awkwardly, not wanting to jump on you with the idea of mates just yet. “Uh sure,” you opened up the door making way for him. “What brings you here?” you asked closing the door “i thought we could hang out” you raised a brow looking up at the clock, “at 1 am?” he nodded his head. “We could finish our movie” he smiled hoping to lighten the mood. You nodded your head before making your way to the couch together.

-time skip (the next morning)-

The sun shined in between the curtains, you pushed your blanket of touching your feet to the cold hardwood before making your way into the kitchen. You could see jins sleeping figure on the couch, he stayed the night after falling asleep during the movie. You turned around to make breakfast. “Y/n?” seokjins mumbly voiced called out. “Good morning jin, I'm making breakfast if you'd like to take a seat” jin stood from the couch making his way to the dining room padding down his messy hair. You set his plate down in front of him and began to eat. “You never told me why you came over last night” jin nearly choked at your comment. “Oh well, you see there's this thing called a mate and-” the doorbell rang cutting off jins sentence.

You opened the door to see misa with a very unpleasant look on her face “misa you must be looking for jin-” you were loudly cut of by her yelling “so he is here!” she pushed past you “who gave you permission to leave last night?!” she screamed at him “it's really no big deal misa” you tried to rationalize. “I wanted to see y/n but you wouldn't listen!” jin yelled back slamming his hand on the table. “And this is the type of stunt you pull! You can't listen to you lucky if you ever see her again!” misa spat balling her first “You can't! Y/ns my mate!” he screamed out. There was a moment of f silence before misa gave a huff and snatched jin by the collar of his shirt in an attempt to drag him out the house. jin harshly pulled back riping his shirt. “Im staying with y/n!”he screamed pulling you in front of him.

“Please y/n will you keep me?” his eyes turned puppy looking at you. “But mias your owner not me” he sighed “but your my mate, like a soulmate!” he begged “i-i don't know jin misa can provide better-” “i don't care I want you y/n!” he said nudgeing his head into your shoulder. You looked back at misa who gave you a nasty glare but then back at jin who could break into tears at any moment “ill keep him” you said. Misas eyes widened before returning to a glare “fine!! but don't even think of coming back to get your stuff!” she yelled walking out slamming the door behind her.

Your mind was blank at what had just happened but you were brought back to reality by jin snuggling his face into your neck. “Thank you y/n this is all I've ever wanted” a sense of relief washed over you as you wrapped your arms around him, you didn't know what could become of this but you are willing to accept whatever it may be.

[calumxkisses]

Yellow | c.h.

pairing: calum hood x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

summary: prince!calum au - you're his yellow and he's yours.

a/n: hi! 'm not really good with au imagines but i hope you'll like it. let me know what you think of this imagine. love you!

this imagine its inspired by the song: yellow

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“Yellow.” A sudden voice makes you jump. You close the book you’re reading as you place a hand on your chest, feeling your heart beating quickly.

The library is huge, the storm lights barely illuminate the room, making it almost impossible to find your way around and read without the help of candles. The smell of old books is strong, there is a lot of dust on the shelves and feeling small near these high shelves make the perfect atmosphere to be able to take refuge from the outside world, from a world made of rules and confined to the land surrounding the property. Your little refuge, however, is interrupted by the presence of this man and you turn around quickly, trying to hide the smile that forms on your face at the sight of the stranger.

Despite the size of the room, the prince appears to be in full control of everything around him. He is standing in front of the door, several meters separate your figure from his, yet you can see the smile he gives you, his hands hidden behind his back and the fine lines near his eyes that underline his amused expression.

“What?” You ask before placing your hand in front of your mouth and widening your eyes. In your mind, a vivid image of your mother scolds you for your language and reminds you that you are no longer a child and that you must be careful when addressing a prince or any other high-ranking social figure.

“I'm sorry for talking to you like that, sir. I'm afraid I don't understand what your 'yellow' refers to.”

Prince Calum laughs briefly before slowly approaching you.

"We've known each other since we were children, we don't need certain formalities."

“My mother says-” you try to justify yourself, but he cuts you off right away.

“Nobody’s here.” He whispers before standing in front of you, keeping some distance to avoid misunderstanding in case someone enters. If it were up to him, there would be no such distance between you, but rules are rules and he would never want to compromise your image.

You look around to make sure no one is spying on you and, sure you are alone with him, you relax your shoulders and jaw, releasing the sigh you were holding back.

“So, yellow?” You ask, smiling, placing the book on the table to your left while you look at the boy, waiting for an answer.

His curly hair is carefully pulled back and the dark circles under his eyes lead you to imagine him sitting at his desk, with a lighted candle next to him and his gaze on the window in front of him, instead of the pages he is holding with his hand, pages he should study in order to become the man his father wants him to be, but that he will never be.

“It was a difficult choice, I will not lie to you. There are so many colors that remind me of you, the red of the dress you wore at your first dance when you entered society, the purple of the vase you broke when you discovered that you have been promised in marriage to an old man or the blue of water of the stream next to the tree where we always go to sit under it. And there are a thousand other colors that I associate to you.”

You smile proudly to hear that he paid attention to every detail and remember how as a child he couldn't even memorize the poems the teachers taught him and the thousand fights you had when you tried in vain to help him learn each verse.

“When I think of you, however, I think back to when you collected Ranunculus repens and put them in your hair, to embellish your hair and feel like the princesses who came to visit us. You always did it and you always took a few more so, when it rained and we couldn't go out, you had your little escort and you could wear them even inside these walls. You always have and if I'm not wrong-”

Calum slowly reaches out his arm towards you, his hand brushes your neck causing you to shiver all over your body, before moving a strand of hair and grabbing something from behind your ear.

“You still wear them.” He whispers, bringing his hand in front of your eyes and showing the small yellow flower you were wearing until a few seconds before.

“They still make me feel like a princess from one of those fairy worlds I read books about.” You whisper, you look down as a sense of shame takes hold in your body. Your heart seems to feel pain as you think back to how you still feel as a child, how you still dream of those fairy tales you hoped you could live one day.

“You're a princess with or without those flowers on, you know it too, you just hope that others see you as you do, too special for a life you don't want to be part of.” He says bringing his fingers under your chin and lifting your face up. His gaze no longer conveys joy and his tone is harsh, an angry expression has taken place on his face.

“Calum..” You try to stop him from speaking that truth you don't want to hear, but his words have broken through your heart and the pain you seemed to feel, now you are definitely feeling. You take a step back, trying to get away from a situation you can't escape from.

“You don't have to do it, you don't have to stay and spend the rest of your life between false smiles and sleepless nights. Your sister will be queen and my father thinks I'm a failure since I was born. Let's run away, me and you. My cottage already has everything we need and I'm sure they will never come looking for us. We will live that fairy tale we imagined for us and we will have the life we ​​always wanted.”

His hand grabs yours and his gaze is on you. You know he's not lying, he told you the love he feels towards you in the dungeons of this same castle and you haven't thought twice before confessing your love to him.

But this castle, these people, is all you have always known.

It’s a world that doesn't belong to you but you can't just leave. There are rules, responsibilities, tasks that you cannot escape.

“It's not that easy, Calum.”

“No, it's not, it's not easy and it won't be. We'll probably end up arguing and you'll regret running away with me. But then you'll think back to all these tight corsets you had to wear, all the formalities you had to comply with and the man you would hold if you have stayed and you will understand that country life is so much better than a life spent in sadness and that that terrible man who made you cry actually loves you madly and just wants what he knows it’s better for you.”

He also grabs the other hand and continues.

“And if you really want to go back, I will be ready to be looked at with scandal by everyone and to take you back to the castle, to face your father and see you held by arms that are not mine.”

You know that it will be hard, but you have never wanted to be a queen. It’s a big responsibility for a girl that just wants to live a fairy tale, that wants to be free in her own terms. You never wanted a kingdom, you never wanted to be property of some old man and certainly you never wanted to spend your existence submitted to someone else’s orders.

You just wanted to be happy, to live your life to the fullest, to love a man who respected you, your dreams, your independence and your passion for flowers and books.

And maybe house cleaning, mud and small rooms will never be like having silk sheets, breakfast prepared by someone else and the floor always clean, but they certainly convey a sense of greater happiness and a life spent in misery and in sadness it’s the dream of those who do not want to fight for what they dream of and are satisfied with mediocrity.

And you don't deserve mediocrity and the guy in front of you knows it well, he sees it in the way you feel uncomfortable during the dances, when your father talks to you about matters you can never take care of because you’re a woman and in the look that you give to your mother when she talks about her marriage, that is only political and not based on love.

You turn to your right, a huge gold mirror near the window reflects the library, the place where you grew up and where you have taken refuge millions of times. You look in the mirror, the diamond earrings reflect the gray of the sky and are too heavy for your ears. Your dress is gorgeous, hand-sewn by the best tailors, yet you don't feel as beautiful as when you wear old, unfashionable clothes and run free for the castle hills, without the fear of getting dirty or ruining expensive dresses.

Your eyes, pupils who love to look at the horizon, are sad, aware that by staying they will not be able to see any wonder. You touch your face, slowly run your hands over your cheeks, over your lips and run your finger over the bridge of your nose, remembering when you were just a little girl and were treated like a normal girl, a girl that loved when her father played with her and touched her nose while making funny noises with his mouth.

Then you look outside. The sky is full of dark clouds, the rain falls incessantly and a few lightning illuminate the afternoon sky. You look at that garden you have walked a thousand times, at all the flowers you have collected and at all the plants you have destroyed while playing with Calum.

You close your eyes thinking about all the places you haven't visited, all the trees you haven't leaned on to read and all the rivers you haven't seen flowing. There is a world out there, you think, that has yet to be discovered. And who are you, if not a woman ready for life's adventures?

“You didn't ask me.” You whisper.

“What?” Calum asks, confused.

“You didn't ask me which color reminds me of you.” You repeat as you slowly turn around to look at him.

A huge smile forms on his face.

“What color do you think when you think of me?”

“When I was ten, one night, I decided to explore the dungeons alone. I wanted to prove to myself that I was able to do anything. I almost made it, I almost managed to face the monster we thought lived in the cells, but then it was all too dark and I ended up going back to my room crying.” You slowly approach him.

“The next night, you showed up in my room with a jar full of fireflies, you gave it to me and whispered "You can do it." I ended up walking through the dungeons with this jar in my hand, you were a few meters behind me to make sure nothing happened to me, but I always knew you were there, even if you tried to hide.”

“I was able to face one of my biggest fears that night. Whatever other problem happened, you were always ready to help me if I needed it, you always supported me, with advice or simply by being close to me, a few steps back to let me free. You were essential in making me grow, while remaining away. Like the stars, who guide the sailors from the sky, they let the sailors do what they believe is right, but they are there to help and guide them if they need it.”

You bring your lips to his ear and whisper: “At midnight, in our place. Don't be late and take the blue carriage, it makes less noise on the street.” You turn around and walk to your room to pack a small bag with all the essentials.

“Wait, you didn't answer my question!” He says turning towards the direction you went.

“You are my yellow, Calum.” You say, you are far away but you know he’s smiling and you smile too.

[loudlysraindropanon]

Rain sat on the raggedy carpet in the House's living room, tracing lines through the fabric of the carpet mindlessly. The house was dark and the only light present was the moon light that came through the various windows around.

Rain hummed as they traced lines, watching their finger with no real thought. They looked up at their finger for a second to glance around, always paranoid as they had been taught to be, before catching a glimpse of a dusty photo on the fireplace and quickly looking down.

It was an old photo, cracked from when it fell multiple times and dusty from sitting on the shelf untouched for so long. The picture inside showed a younger Rain, back when their companion Karlee had taken them in. It showed in the way Rain smiled, still in the clothes they had made for themselves, and the way light still sparkled in their uncovered eyes. As a 6 year old who was born over an ocean, they hadn't had a concept of stranger danger and when Karlee had offered them help, Rain took it without any suspicion in their mind.

Rain scoffed, bringing themselves back to the present. What a fool they were, so blindly trusting someone who obviously didn't care for them. Karlee had just wanted to use them for her own personal gain. She wanted someone to teach not a sibling or child to take care of. Their younger self was a fool for believing they could be her family when she never wanted one.

Rain looked around at the empty, abandoned house that they sat in, devoid of all life except for them and a couple plants that Karlee had let them keep indoors rather than outside in the garden. Karlee had left a while ago suddenly, but Rain had been used to that and didn't think anything of it until she never came back. At first, they had been worried but by the time the first week passed, they had got that they had been abandoned, although they didn't know why. Why would Karlee suddenly give up on 6 years of work? Did Rain simply become too much of a bother to try and fix?

Were they a broken tool as she had said?

Rain sighed, looking down at their finger again, the 12 year old hopelessly bored in the abandoned house by themselves. They had always been bored when Karlee went out, as she often did, but usually the trips weren't long and she would spend time with them when they got back, doing whatever Karlee wanted to do. She had a lot of hobbies, besides her occupation of thievery, but one of the ones Rain remembered best was singing.

Rain cleared their throat, breaking the silence of the empty house, and softly began to sing-

"Welcome to my world, that's painted with sadness.

There's no light of sun, here you can't hear any sound at all"

They waved their hands through the moon as the sang, their voice echoing a bit in the empty house.

"Here I'm waiting silently for you, Mama.

Why were you so cruel? Why'd you leave me alone?"

Rain looked at the broken photo frame and their Mama's happy face before looking down, tears starting to well in their eyes just thinking about her. They hummed some quiet "la la la"'s into the silence, trying to calm themselves but failing to do so as they looked at the picture again.

"Please take me away, I desperately promise to be a good kid, to be worthy of your love.

I don't need the sketchbooks, the flowers and the teachings.

Just tell me why you've left your pictures and gone..." they sang-pleaded at the picture tearfully, trying not to break down more than they already were.

"I never asked for this place that's called 'Our Home' but I hoped you'd be staying with me until the end."

Rain looked down again, anger starting to mix with the sadness. How dare she leave them like that? This was their "home", both of them. She was supposed to care for them and she left! She promised to give them a home with her and she left! It isn't fair, Rain thought bitterly.

"I just want to be with you to forget my sorrow," Rain told the picture numbly, their tone tired and quieter than they had been before.

"I'm tired of being the puppet of this world..." they sang as they remembered how most of their life had not been their choice. Getting separated from their sibling, of whom they didn't even learned their name before they were swept away, the shore taking them to a forest where they learned to survive from campers, Karlee taking them in and training them, and finally now, being left alone like a doll that no one wants. They've always had little choice in their life, especially after Karlee took them in. They laughed bitterly, they really were a puppet.

"My tears are falling, why is it so painful?

I did nothing wrong, so why do you hate me so much?" Rain sang as they got up, glaring at the picture and taking it over to the kitchen table to put down. In a dissociated state, they quickly packed up their necessary things in a duffle bag that Karlee hadn't taken. Clothes, medical supplies, and food that Rain put in bags to keep them clean. From the necessities, Rain put any other items they needed in a bag that they had stolen one time when they had been allowed out. The sketchbooks Karlee had stolen for them, some flower seeds, a necklace Rain had stolen and successfully hidden from Karlee, and a few other nicknacks they had stolen. Rain grabbed their sword which lay by the back down and put it in its sheath on their hip, tugging the belt it was attached to briefly to make sure it was secure.

Once they were done packing, Rain went back to the photo which still lay on the kitchen table. They walked slowly over to one of the kitchen drawers and opened it, taking the match box they remembered Karlee putting in there before closing the drawer. Rain walked over and took the photo carefully from the broken frame and walked towards the door, one hand holding the picture and the other holding the max box. Rain opened the door and breathed fresh air for the first time in months since Karlee left and looked at the forest that surrounded the House, crickets chirping in the otherwise silent night. Rain looked back at the inside of the House, and before they could think twice, lit a match and held it up to the photo, which caught fire quickly. Rain quickly threw it onto the floor of the House, which caught fire soon after as the whole thing was made of wood, and ran out the door towards the woods.

Once they felt they got far enough away, they smiled even though tears were again welling in their eyes. Rain sang softly as they slowly walked, going to find a home for the first time in their life. Behind them, old memories burned as the House quickly became enveloped in flames.

"Welcome to her world that's lying in ashes.

There's a sea of fire, there is no way to run at all.

I only wanted to be with my Mama but little Rain is melting in their abyss, alone."

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Plus an updated c!Raindrop drawing. The old design is gonna be used eventually but for plot/lore reasons, this is what c!Rain is currently wearing in the story. Clothes change will come later cause it goes hand in hand with character development (also sorry the picture fucking sucks, it's so folded it wouldn't sit flat)

(Also pretend that the sword is drawn correctly cause I have no idea how to draw swords. )

@loudly--unladylike

Tagging you, Lulu, so hopefully you see this!!

EDIT: I FORGOT THE SONG WHOOPS

https://youtu.be/989srijf4OA