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quazartranslates · 2 years

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Welcome to the Nightmare Game II - CH92

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Chapter 92: Return to the Village of Dusk (III)

The aircraft carried Qi Leren and flew towards the Village of Dusk.

After entering the Village of Dusk’s airspace, Qi Leren suddenly felt something and looked out of the window—the originally blue sky suddenly turned into a yellow sunset. Qi Leren looked at the golden sea reflecting the sunset, and a warm current surged in his heart.

In the vast heaven and earth, this pure land of human beings was gently guarded by one person, who was still sleeping in the ice and snow beneath the Courthouse.

"Do you feel the Village of Dusk’s power?" the Illusionist suddenly asked.

Qi Leren looked back and nodded thoughtfully: "I’ve never felt it before, but this time when returning to the Village of Dusk, there is indeed the force of time. It seems that as long as the Prophet controls his thoughts, he can freeze us here, right?"

Saying this, Qi Leren looked at Ning Zhou, who nodded to him.

"The premise is that he is awake," the illusionist said, "and this feeling will become stronger and stronger as your strength increases. Generally speaking, the owner of one field will rarely enter other people's fields, just like a beast will not easily enter another beast's territory. This is an extremely dangerous signal."

"But Su He has been to the Village of Dusk before," Qi Leren said.

The Illusionist sneered and disdained: "He dares to let his avatar enter here covertly."

Qi Leren recalled Ashley, the avatar of the Devil of Slaughter, and asked, "Do all people at the field level have avatars?"

"Yes. Once they reach the field level, they rarely leave their own field. Most of them walk outside as an avatar, and you can understand these as a weakened version of themselves, usually a half-field level. The Devil of Slaughter’s body is suppressed, and his avatar is not even at the half-field level, otherwise you would have died this time," the Illusionist said.

"So I'm lucky?" Qi Leren made an optimistic joke.

The Illusionist has a face of "you’re teasing me".

Qi Leren himself felt amused and couldn't help laughing. Ning Zhou looked at him inexplicably. Qi Leren looked at the confusion in his serious expression, and became more and more happy. He buried his face in his neck and laughed breathlessly for half a day. Ning Zhou didn't understand what he was laughing at, but when Qi Leren leaned over, he still held his waist and let him laugh.

The Illusionist turned his eyes and looked out at the scenery instead.

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When the aircraft landed in the square in front of the Courthouse, Qi Leren was the first to jump off. When he saw Chen Baiqi, who was holding the three-headed hellhound, he was shocked and said, "Why are you here?"

"Walking the dog, he missed you." Chen Baiqi shook the dog’s leash in her hand and nodded to Ning Zhou.

Qi Leren looked at the three "dogs" who together had their tongues lolling out dripping drool. Feeling his chrysanthemum tighten, he couldn't help but want to hide behind Ning Zhou.

It's a psychological shadow like a conditioned reflex.

"Walking the dog to the Courthouse, you are really good." The Illusionist tugged at his skirt, came down from the airship, put on a women's hat, and joked, "A fine of 300 days."

Chen Baiqi ignored him and turned to look at Qi Leren: "Going out for a trip has improved you a lot."

Qi Leren apologized: "A little progress is not worthy of praise from the teacher."

"Okay, go back to my place and make up for the lessons you missed. I’ve prepared a training regimine, but don't want to skip classes this time," Chen Baiqi said with a laugh.

Qi Leren recalled how many mornings he hadn’t been able to attend lessons, or to rush to buy breakfast for Chen Baiqi and Sissi in the sunset, and suddenly his face was white and bloodless.

Chen Baiqi smiled lightly and looked at Ning Zhou with a slightly dignified colour: "Can you still hold up?"

Ning Zhou nodded.

"Go in, the Prophet has been waiting for you for a long time. I’ll see you later." Chen Baiqi nodded to the group of people, and walked home with her dog at a slow pace, as if she really had come to walk the dog.

"What the hell was she doing here?" Seeing that Chen Baiqi had walked away, Qi Leren whispered to Ning Zhou.

"Seeing us," Ning Zhou said.

"She cares about you very much," said the Illusionist, pouting.

Qi Leren looked at Chen Baiqi's back and couldn't help smiling.

In fact, Chen Baiqi was really concerned about and loyal to her friends. However, all this was hidden under the mask of uncaring sophistication, and few people could read her real thoughts from her sarcastic smile.

But Qi Leren knew. Therefore, he was extremely grateful to Chen Baiqi. She was willing to teach him who was such a rookie and force him to grow up. If it weren’t for Chen Baiqi's hellish training, he would have died in the laser corridor when he was in the Star Death Reality Show task.

This kindness makes him grateful, and he would remember it forever

This time, when he walked into the Courthouse, Qi Leren didn't feel nervous and cramped like in the past, but quietly looked in all directions. The Illusionist walked at the forefront, first taking them to see Si Ling, the acting chief executive of the Court.

Si Ling was still the same, expressing his thanks that they had all returned—although because of his cold expression, this gratitude was like a courtesy.

"Can't you give me a warm hug?" the Illusionist said with poor spirits.

"If you take over the disciplinary branch as soon as possible, I’ll give you a hug," Si Ling said, and his reptile-like slitted pupils showed a hint of distaste.

"No, let me continue to do errands, don't give me a promotion." The Illusionist didn't think it was shameful that his brother* who had entered the Courthouse at the same time as him had become the boss, while he was still an errand boy. If he cared about other people's views, he wouldn't parade around in women's clothes all day.

Si Ling gave up on the worthless younger brother*, turned to align with Qi Leren and Ning Zhou and said, "Are things going well?"

*{E/N: shixiong and shidi, ie. brothers in the sense that they studied together, no family relations}

"Mn." Ning Zhou dismissed him in one word.

Qi Leren glanced at Ning Zhou, and after making sure that he had no supplementary meaning, he had to open his mouth and briefly describe the incident: "...In a word, the Devil of Slaughter’s avatar who was sent to do his bidding has been brought back by us. The new Dragon Ant Queen has ascended the throne and is rectifying the public security situation in the Underground Ant City. She is very friendly to the Court and will continue to cooperate in the future. What is more troublesome is Utopia. During this time in the Underground Ant City, we cracked an incident where worshippers of Utopia were committing a sacrifice. In the selection ceremony for the Dragon Ant Queen, there were also sacred priestesses who betrayed their duties and were trying to summon the Utopia."

"The Devil of Power is just like her little pet, with arms everywhere, I can't remember how many believers have been cleaned up," the Illusionist sighed impatiently.

"We’ve brought the Devil of Slaughter’s avatar, and we’ll hand him over to you in due course," Qi Leren said. Ashley was now locked up in Ning Zhou’s half-field, and his further handling should be handed over to the Court.

"I see. Let's take you to the Prophet first. He's been in a good condition recently. He's awake right now. Come with me," Si Ling said.

Under Si Ling’s leadership, Qi Leren once again came to the world beneath the Courthouse.

After forming a half-field, Qi Leren "didn't know the cold and heat" better than before. When he and Ning Zhou walked hand in hand in the magnificent underground ice palace, he whispered to Ning Zhou: "Have you been here before?"

"Mn, I’ve been here," Ning Zhou said.

"What was your impression of him at that time?" Qi Leren asked curiously.

"...A strange brother, but I have to call him uncle." Ning Zhou’s expression is very serious, but Qi Leren could see that he was depressed inside.

"Pft," the Illusionist laughed. "Go on, I'm not eavesdropping."

Qi Leren and Ning Zhou glared at him together, and the Illusionist had to go to Si Ling, but Si Ling also took a step to show that he didn't want to go near him: "The perfume on your body is too heavy."

The Illusionist snorted and strode to the front.

The four people came to the huge cathedral of ice and snow, and the ice sculpture puppets opened the doors to the inside of the cathedral for them. The Illusionist led the three people through rows of ice and snow pews, and in front of them was the ice lake where the Prophet was sleeping. However, this time the Illusionist did not stop, but walked towards the corridor on the right side. There he knocked on the door twice and pushed it open carelessly.

Inside the door was a very fresh and girly room, and the Prophet dressed like a young girl in lolita style clothing was pulling on his eyelids and carefully tracing his inner eyeliner.

Illusionist: ...

Prophet: ...

Si Ling: ...

Ning Zhou: ...

Qi Leren: This picture seems to be familiar. When did it happen...

This must not be a pleasant memory. I suddenly don't want to recall it very much.

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retvenkos · 3 years

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burning up |

Avatar the Last Airbender - An OC Story.

word count: 1.1k

tw: burning imagery, betrayal, heartbreak, angst

A/N: so, uhhhh.... my little sister and i are reading the A:TLA comics and was reminded of the amazing series “Runaway” by @renjunsuwus,,,, and i did a thing. All credit for the idea goes to Ashley, and please check out everything she has on her page!

Summary: After a betrayal, (Y/n) has nowhere left to go. She was a runaway now, but just where she was going, she didn’t know.

(Y/n) had been running from the moment she was born into this burning, war-torn world. Her whole life had been spent running from one pain to the next. If it wasn’t her parents pushing her away it was the Academy - the soldiers turning her corrupt, bleeding her into a monster that she never intended to become.

And if it wasn’t the Fire Nation forging (Y/n) into something beyond recognition, it was her own guilt eating her from the inside out, a cavern that was never quite empty but raw and heaving, still. (Y/n) had always been her worst enemy - the one thing she could never live with and the one thing she could never leave behind.

There had been moments when (Y/n) thought she had found peace - those nights spent on the other side of the Academy’s walls when she was wrapped in another’s arms, looking up at the stars and imagining them to be something beautifully cold. For a moment she could see them as something else - not burning up and combusting from within, but made of ice and reflecting down on them, a respite from this world. She would look at Taki beside her, taking in his calm and pensive expression, and she would kiss him to get rid of that raging fire in her chest - to find warmth without the burning flames. Taki would squeeze her hand with all the strength he had, and there was once a time (Y/n) thought that it was from love.

But now she knew the truth.

“You’re fire nation.” And his voice had been cold and empty, but burning with a frozen fury. (Y/n) hadn’t breathed. It had taken everything to not fall on the spot. “I could never love you.”

Now, (Y/n) was running - pushing her way through the trees and not caring how the branches scratched her, how the twigs tore at her clothes, how she was fumbling in her escape and ruining herself along the way.

She had loved him and trusted him, but now she was running. Things always seemed to come back to here - the unforgiving ground beneath her feet, the burn in her thighs, the bile in her throat, and the pain.

Oh, that pain; how it dragged her down.

(Y/n) fell to her knees at the base of a pond, too tired to go on, too full of the fire that consumed her - their tongues greedy as they devastated all that she was, leaving her to smoldering ruins.

She should have known that it would come to this - it always did. (Y/n) had spent her whole life being pawned off to others, being fixed with that cold stare and told through spite and anger that she was nothing and that suffering would be her penance for the inconvenience she had caused. There was no escaping the ire of everyone around her; there was no respite from the fire. She could run, but there was nowhere where she would be free from the flames.

(Y/n) hadn’t realized she was crying until she was heaving, and the water in the pond rippling outward from her falling tears. (Y/n) saw her likeness swimming within the water - unbranded and unclaimed. She would never be a Yuyan Archer, now. She had never wanted to be one - never wanted to become a weapon for others to use, another soldier in a hundred-year war without end. So why did she feel so hollow now, that her path was her own?

It was that guilt again, tearing her apart. (Y/n) screwed her eyes shut, and against the dark of her eyelids, she saw a tattoo swimming there - one that would have branded her for life, making her the Yuyan Archer she never wanted to become.

All of that anger rose in (Y/n)’s chest and she lashed out, pushing her hands into the pond and slapping the water onto her face, as though she could rub herself free from the ink that never made it beneath her skin. She hadn’t been marked, yet, but it felt she had. (Y/n) dug the heels on her hand into her flesh, feeling the sting of her cheeks; it burned.

When all that she had was raw and dripping, (Y/n) curled in on herself and waited. What she was waiting for, she didn’t know, but she knew it would come, eventually. All she had now was instinct, and the weapons strapped on her back.

For others that wouldn’t be enough, but (Y/n) had lived on less, before. At least this time, she wouldn’t allow herself to be fooled by silly things like love.

There was no such thing.

There was only fire, burning and crippling and fatal. There was nothing that could stop it - not the water in this pond, or the water in her eyes, or the oceans that she would traverse to get away from all that had once been.

The world was burning, and (Y/n) would watch it go up in flames.

One day, the tongues of the fire would reach her. They’d crawl up her skin and envelop her, and the fire in her belly would reach up to meet it. And when she was burning, (Y/n) would look up into the night and see the stars for what they truly were - fires burning in the cold sky above, blinking out of existence because they dared to burn too bright.

(Y/n) stood and got her bearings back, checking the weapons she still had and fixing her appearance into something less lost, something a little less broken. She brushed off her outfit, as though trying to rid herself of the battle that had happened just moments before, and with a deep, steady breath, she convinced herself that she had left it all behind, burning in the heart of the Fire Nation Capital, still smouldering to ash.

Steeling herself against all that had ever been, (Y/n) pushed forward, using all the skill that she had ever gained to evade those that had taught her. For the rest of her days, she would be a runaway, but at the very least, she could be a good one.

When she was far enough away to be safe from discovered, (Y/n) had the chance to look back. For a moment, the thought tempted her, but she had looked back before - once, when she believed that Taki loved her, when she fathomed a life in another’s arms. She would not make that mistake again.

“I won’t be coming back.”

And she meant it - the burning in her chest told her so.

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #285

"do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?”

What does your car smell like? You assume I have a car. Would you ever let anybody else drive your car? ^ Have you ever met someone in person who you first met on the internet? Do you have plans to do that anytime soon? Yes, Sara. I want to visit her again, but right now I have no clue when that will happen. I have another friend that wants me to shoot her wedding that was planned for this year, but it was delayed to an unknown date, so. What was the last thing you used a blender for? A margarita. Have you ever got into an argument with a stranger on social media? Do you remember what it was about? Yep. There's been a couple. Has COVID had any impact on your Christmas plans this year? What’s going to change or be different to normal? Yes. Mom and I aren't coming while Ashley's inlaws are there at her house, and then I think we're going to my other sister's since she wants to cook? I've only really overheard Mom over the phone, I'm not 100%. I'm just. Going with it. What’s your favourite flavor of cake? Are you any good at making that kind of cake? Probably red velvet, or just double chocolate. I dunno. I love cake. I don't cook, though. Are you currently under any COVID-related restrictions where you live? Are people generally following the rules? Well, you're SUPPOSED to wear a fucking mask, but "it's a hoax" and "you can't make me" fuckheads don't listen, and it's poorly-enforced. You see people without them all the time. Do you still watch cartoons? I'm not opposed, I just don't watch television. Is anyone else in the same room as you right now? What is that person up to? No. Do you use Pinterest? Ha, I get most of my (unedited) avatars from there. It also gives me some pose ideas for photography. Are you wearing earrings? Ugh, no. I absolutely hate how the first holes stretched from heavy earrings. I need to get a proper tapering set if I want to actually use gauges (mind you, very small) so they look even semi-good again. I don't wear any in the second/upper holes because I think it just looks weird with nothing in the first. Do you know any sign language? Not anymore. In elementary school, we did do a play however where in one of the songs, we signed the lyrics. I remember zero. Have you ever gone on a service trip to an underprivileged country? No. Which breed of dog do you find most scary? None. Ever been to a pottery class? Not particularly, no. I've made pottery in normal art classes multiple times, though. When you were young, did you ever pretend to “marry” somebody? I have no idea. I don't have a specific memory. Don’t you just find it annoying when people get too much plastic surgery? Oh, fuck off. Is it your body? Is it there to boost YOUR confidence? Then your opinion doesn't fuckin matter. Are you the type who usually plays it safe? Yep. Who do you think about most? It's certainly not willingly, but Jason. PTSD kinda engraved his presence in my brain. How’s your grandmother? Both are dead. What’s your favourite type of cloud? Big, tall, and poofy cumulonimbus ones. Do you have a birthmark? Where? Does it look like anything? Yeah, a slightly darker brown blotch on the side of my right forearm, near the elbow. If you were blind for the rest of your life… what would you miss seeing the most? Probably people smiling. My nieces' and nephew's came to mind first. What is your most disappointing moment in life? I've been living it for years now. I'm not who I wanted or thought I would be at all. What is the best reward anyone can give you? Validation lmao. What is your favorite animal? List three adjectives to explain your choice. Meerkats, always. God, I can barely boil it down to three words. Loyal, complex, and brave will have to do. What is your favorite color? List three adjectives to explain your choice. Pink. Soft, pretty, gentle. What do you consider to be the most valuable thing you own: when you were a child/teenager/now? As a child, my big plastic crocodile named Marlin (yes, after the Finding Nemo character) that was the "main character" in my games of make-believe. As a teen, probably Rebel, the stuffed meerkat Jason gave me. Now, it's absolutely the pebble I got upon "graduation" from my partial hospitalization program. What’s the kindest act you have ever seen done? I'm not sure; I've seen a good deal. Thinking of only the ones I've seen in-person, uhhhh... wait. A couple days before my overdose, in desperation, I called Jason's house in the middle of the night wanting to talk to him. His mom answered, and she talked to me for hours with such patience and kindness to try and calm me down. I miss her a lot. Is Frozen one of your favorite Disney movies? No, I never really liked it. If you were an explorer, would you rather explore the Arctic Circle, Antarctica, or Alaska? Ohhh, Alaska. It's gorgeous and at least not absolutely frigid everywhere. How many blankets do you sleep with in the winter? I usually just have my usual thick comforter, but if I'm seriously cold, I'll grab another smaller one to wrap myself in underneath the big one. Do you know of anyone who was in labor or gave birth to a baby during a major snowstorm? HAHA my mama w/ me. Do you enjoy eggnog during the winter - with or without alcohol? EW. Do you dress any of your pets in seasonal/holiday apparel? No; I really dislike the concept of dressing your animals unless it's truly for their own benefit/warmth. Who was the last person to give you a gift? What was the reason for it? Uhhhhh. I have no idea. Are you a good cook? If so, who taught you? What’s your favourite thing to cook? NOOOOOOO. When was the last time something in your house broke? Did you manage to fix it or did you need to buy a replacement? Ugh, my laptop is fucked up. It's either the charger port, charger itself, or Mom thinks perhaps the battery. Her friend's husband is gonna look at it after Christmas. Is any part of your body hurting right now? What caused that pain? For once my legs aren't hurting. They almost always do from either muscle atrophy or them having been still for too long. The last time you made a sandwich, what did you put in there? It was just a normal 'ole peanut butter sandwich. What’s your favorite time of day? What’s your favorite thing to do at that time? First thing in the morning, because it feels like a new start. I like watching the sky change from pinkish to blue while I'm just sitting in bed checking everything. Where did you go the last time you left your house? I rode with Mom to her doctor's appointment. I didn't go in w/ her for obvious reasons, I just wanted to go on a ride and listen to music. If you eat steak, how do you like it cooked? What sauces or sides do you like to go with it? It has to be medium well. Idk what sauces are cooked into it that I like, because I don't make it. I like fries with steak, and probably Sara's mom's mashed potatoes would go well, haha. Do you prefer sweet or savory pancakes? What toppings do you have on them? I can't imagine me liking savory pancakes... I just like the usual: butter (not mandatory tho) and syrup. Are you someone who cracks their joints a lot? Which one(s) do you tend to crack and click the most? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NO NO NO, I HATE THE NOISE SO MUCH. My lower spine pops a lot, though. Some fingers occasionally, too. Have you ever taken medication or tablets to help you sleep? Is this something you do on a regular basis? Yeah, I was taking Melatonin to fight insomnia for quite a while. I only stopped it because my mom was theorizing that it may have been making my nightmares worse, because her dad had AWFUL nightmares on it. I don't know if it did or didn't foor me, honestly. For you, what’s the worst thing about getting up in the morning? What about the worst thing about going to bed tonight? Knowing in the back of my mind that despite my hope, today's going to be the same as yesterday. I dread most nights the process of lying down and actually falling asleep, because it can take hours. Do you prefer regular or diet soft drinks? Not only do I think diet sodas taste bad, but the artificial sweetener gives me awful headaches, anyway. What do you tend to wear if you’re just hanging about the house for the day? I'm only always in my pjs. When was the last time you dyed your hair? Did you do it yourself or get it done at a hairdresser? Ugh... it's been a very, very long time. It was done by a hairdresser, but per usual, the color didn't stick well. I am DYING to bleach my hair so I can dye it pastel pink, light silver, or like a creamsicle orange. I edited some pictures of myself to "try" these colors on, and omg I loved them all. Does having to wear a mask stop you doing things? Is this because you struggle wearing one or you just don’t like it? Not really, no. I barely go anywhere at all though, so I have Have you ever witnessed a car accident? Or have you perhaps been involved in one yourself? Were you at fault? Yes; yes; no. How many books do you read in a year? Do you enjoy reading or do you have to really force yourself to sit down and read? VERY few. I've only just gotten back into semi-regularly reading since Sara got me into Wings of Fire. I have one friend though that is an INCREDIBLE bookworm; she keeps track of how many books she's read in a year, and she's already beyond one a day. It's incredible. If you have pets, where did they come from? A breeder, a rescue or maybe a friend who bred their pet? Roman came from Ashley's inlaws'. They have like an infestation of cats needing to be spayed, so they didn't at all mind letting me have one because I'd been wanting a cat for a long time. I love my baby boy so much. Venus came from The Gourmet Rodent, a snake breeding (and F/T rat provider, as the name suggests) business from Florida. I highly recommend them. Their customer service was fantastic when I was worried about Venus not eating. They even checked up with me a few months following my emails to ensure she was doing well. Have you ever seen an episode of My 600lb Life? No. I absolutely NEVER could. As an obese person who's been fighting her fucking ass off to lose weight for years, I don't want to be further depressed. Do you feel bad when someone asks you to hang out and you say no? Oh yes I do. Ngl, if I don't want to hang for whatever reason, I'm the kind that makes up an excuse to not seem *as* "rude" (quotations bc it's technically not rude at all, anxiety just tells me it is). When was the last time you turned down plans with someone? What did you decide to do instead? Ummmm I'm not sure. Have you ever had any “unusual” or exotic pets? If you could own any animal, what would it be and why? Do you consider iguanas or Chinese water dragons as "exotic/unusual?" Nothing stranger than that, really. I would never, ever own a truly exotic animal that wouldn't do well in captivity. I do however pretty desperately want to rescue an opposum one day, though. I positively adore them; they're my second-favorite animal. How often do you wash your hair? I don't even have a regular schedule for that anymore, honestly... I have to every time I shower because my hair gets oily FAST, but I try to put off showers as long as I can handle now because of how bad my selfcare has been for multiple reasons... What have you found the hardest about the current pandemic? Not seeing an end in sight because people are fucking dumb. Shit's not going to get better unless things drastically change. And what about the easiest? Has anything improved in your life because of what’s happened? Certainly nothing has improved. Not much has changed for me, considering I barely ever left the house to begin with. If you have multiple pets, do they get along with each other? Are they related or even the same species? They ignore each other, really. Surprisingly, even. Roman will sit on my bed and watch Venus slither about occasionally if she's out, even meerkat pose haha, and playful as he is, it's unexpected that he *does* mostly ignore her. What was the last meal you ate? Did you have anything good? Breakfast; I had Special K cereal. I've finally started to get back on track with eating okay. Do you live somewhere where strangers say hi to you in the street? Would you like to live somewhere like that? Where we live now, if you pass someone outside in the car, it's normal and really expected to give a little wave. That's very normal here in the South though, really; you don't just have to be in your own neighborhood. Have you ever tried any of those meal replacement shakes? The chocolate Equate ones are normal in my diet, actually. They're really not bad at all and played a big role in me losing ~60lbs before. Funnily enough, I haven't found a popular name brand I like, though. Cheap stuff isn't always bad. Do you make up silly nicknames for your pets or family members? "Silly" ones, not really, besides Roman. I call him "weirdo" and "crazy" a lot, but nothing truly unique. What’s your favorite thing to take photographs of? Are you actually any good at photography? Nature or boudoir (only shot it once, but I love it and the confidence it gives people). Being as modest as possible, I honestly do think I'm pretty good at it. Do you have anything interesting planned for the rest of the day? How about for tomorrow or the weekend? I haven't had anything interesting planned in eons, it seems like. Are you going to take the vaccine for COVID once it becomes available? Once it proves to be reliable and safe, hell yes. I'm doing my goddamn part in ending this shit. How much housework have you done lately? Is this more or less than usual? A bit more than usual since I haven't finished decorating my room since moving... I've been doing it very slowly and gradually. I need to just finish it already, I'm just so unmotivated. What gifts are you hoping to get for your next birthday (or Christmas, whichever one is coming up next)? I'm fucking dying to get my tat redone/improved. Been waiting since LAST Christmas when I didn't get to use my own gifted money. Do you suffer from any form of motion sickness? No. Do you contribute regularly to any Facebook groups at all? "I’m a member of plenty, but hardly ever post." <<<< Same. I react to posts a lot, though. Just don't really make my own. When was the last time you weighed yourself? Were you happy with the numbers you saw? Ugh... when I went to the doctor I think last week. I knew it'd be bad, but the verification fucking sucked. Since moving, I've gained ~30lbs. Have you got any chronic health issues? What do you do to try and manage them as best you can? YIKES I am a CATASTROPHE. I've got a dictionary of mental health issues that I'm not gonna go through individually, but I deal with them via prescription medications and therapy and sheer will. Who taught you how to drive? My driver's ed teacher. It was mandatory in HS. What was your high school mascot? A firebird. Did you go to your senior prom? Yes. What did you do after graduation? I very briefly went to a community college. What was your first job? GameStop sales associate. If my social anxiety wasn't fucking shit, I probably would have liked it. What did you want to be when you grew up? Somewhat in order: paleontologist, vet, movie director, game designer, animal biologist, video editor (VERY brief), and photographer. Writer, poet, and artist were always something I wanted to do in my free time OR full time if I was lucky. Do you remember the first time you drank a beer? I've never tried beer and don't want to. It smells fucking awful, and because my dad is a recovered alcoholic who was addicted to that in specific, I just want nothing to do with it. Did you ever try cigarettes? No. I have absolutely never understood the appeal, but with a very addictive personality and wild anxiety, I never wanted to risk it, anyway. How did you spend your summers growing up? LOADS of swimming in the pool, jumping on the trampoline, and just playing outside in general. If you could change anything from your teenage years, would you? I'd absolutely change how I found happiness only in Jason. Do you remember your first time? No, because at that time, I didn't really realize it was sex. I know that sounds weird, like "how would you not know?", but just trust me. I don't feel like retrospecting on it. I do remember our first *kiss*-kiss, though. How much did you make per hour at your first job? I don't recall. Favorite home-cooked meal growing up? I looooved spaghetti. Favorite place to eat out growing up? McDonald's, duh, lol. Did your parents live in a different country before you were born? No. They were from different states, though. Do you have a preferred coffee brand? Don't like coffee. Have you ever dated someone who was terrible with money? No. How often do you paint your nails? Never. Do you know anyone who's related to a current or former world leader? Not that I know of. Do you do your own taxes, or do you hire a professional? I don't pay taxes because I'm unemployed. What is something you don't have any natural talent for? Speaking. At all. What is something you frequently forget? "Numbers." <<<< BIG fat same. How do you feel about your body? How much I hate it is on my mind literally every waking moment of my life to some degree. Who is someone you would like to get to know better? So I have this Facebook friend Courtlynn who seems very similar to me, and I'd love to get to know her better. We interact via posts here and there, but have never seriously talked. What's your opinion on assisted suicide? I am very much for it when a person is in serious pain and recovery is not possible. Like one of my greatest nightmares is being paralyzed from the neck down, and I stg I would spite whichever fucker had jurisdiction over me living. That would be absolute torture for me. At what point do you consider a relationship to be "long-term?" A year, so long as you were consistently together. Stable. What jobs did your parents have when you were growing up? My dad's been a mailman my entire life, and he had a second job at Lowe's for a while as a carpenter. He hated it. Mom worked with computer data at the hospital when I was very young, and then she was an assitant and special needs teacher for a long time. Do they still have these jobs? Or different jobs? Or have they retired? ^ about Dad. It's his only job now. Mom is currently on disability. Do you have a cell contract plan, or are you on a pre-paid plan? Would you believe me if I said I'm unsure? Haha. I use a Tracfone, and my mom takes care of whatever plan comes with that, so idk. Would your parents be okay with you dating someone of another race? Mom, absolutely. I'm unsure about Dad. I mean he wouldn't *seriously* care so long as they were good to me, but I think he might still be kinda racist. Or he just jokes about it a lot (which should not be joked about, btw). Do you like when friends stop by unexpectedly? "No way lol. I’m very much of a loner and want to be “prepared” to spend time with people." <<<< Absolutely this. How strong are your feelings for the last person you kissed? I love her very, very much. What was the last thing someone else bought for you? Food, I'm sure. Are you attracted to the last person you exchanged numbers with? I haven't seen a picture of her in years, so I have no idea. I remember she was beautiful, though. Is music a daily part of your life? Not daily, no. Some days I only watch YT videos instead of listen to music. What do you think of country music? Not a fan at all. It's ironic considering it was my favorite genre as a little kid. There's the occasional country song I like (mostly ones from my childhood, though), but those are few and far between. Tim McGraw, now, I love. Did you go to your high school’s graduation? Yeah, even though I didn't want to. I didn't care enough about the actual ceremony. Who was the last person to message you on Facebook? What would you do if that person told you they have feelings for you? That would be the woman I took family pictures for. She's married and we barely know each other, so I can assure you she doesn't. When you apply your make-up, do you do it in a specific order? On the very rare occasion I wore makeup, yes. Eyeliner, usually eyeshadow, mascara, and most rarely, black lipstick. Does it matter to you if your significant other smokes? Yes. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Mom, I think. Do you like where you are in life right now? HA. Is your mom overbearing? No.

#survey #quiz #questions #questionnaire #lyrics: ''basket case'' by green day

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wlw-with-reader · 6 years

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Female Characters I Will Write Reader With

Please note that I will make reader the same age as the female character if female character is under 18 or close to age if the female character is over 18. For example, one of the Wednesday Addams requests I have up, the anon requested camp Wednesday age, so reader was 13-14. I will always make it so that both characters (female character and female reader) are of age.

Against The Wall

Abby Kowalski

Army Wives

Emmalin Holden

Tanya Gabriel

Avatar (2009 film)

Neytiri

Blue Bloods

Abigail Baker

Erin Reagan

Nicky Reagan

Bob's Burgers

Louise Belcher

Bomb Girls

Betty McRae

Gladys Witham

Borderlands

Commandant Steele

Lilith

Maya

Brave

Princess Merida

Brooklyn Nine Nine

Amy Santiago

Gina Linetti

Rosa Diaz

Choices: Stories You Play

Across The Void

Kepler

Zaniah

Big Sky Country

Asha Roanhorse

Juliette Mendoza

Blood Bound

Kamilah Sayeed

Priya Lacroix

Desire & Decorum

Annabelle Parsons

Endless Summer

Estela Montoya

Seraxa

Quinn Kelly

Haunting of Braidwood Manor

Eleanor Waverley

Red Carpet Diaries

Victoria Fontaine

Ride or Die

Mona

The Crown and The Flame

Annelyse Adair

Kenna Rys

Val Greaves

The Elementalists

Shreya Mistry

The Heist: Monaco

Marguerite: Princess of Monaco

Miranda Moreau

Marguerite x Female Reader x Miranda Moreau

Sonia Alves

Whisper

The Royal Romance

Hana Lee

Cold Case

Lilly Rush

Criminal Minds

Alex Blake

Ashley Seaver

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Joy Rossi

Kate Callahan

Tara Lewis

Alex Danvers

Amethyst

Black Canary

Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost

Catwoman

Diana Prince

Hawkgirl

Hippolyta

Iris West

Lena Luthor

Poison Ivy

Sam Arias

Even Stevens

Ren Stevens

Frozen

Elsa

Gilmore Girls

Paris Geller

Gravity Falls

Wendy Corduroy

Grey’s Anatomy

Amelia Shepherd

April Kepner

Arizona Robbins

Jo Wilson

Meredith Grey

Harry Potter

Fleur Delacour (I see Blake Lively as Fleur)

Ginny Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Narcissa Black (I see Nicole Kidman as Narcissa)

Pansy Parkinson

Hey Arnold

Lila Sawyer

Olga Pataki

How To Train Your Dragon

Astrid Hofferson

Ruffnut Thorston

Imagine Me and You

Luce

Rachel

Jane the Virgin

Petra Solano

Rose Solano/Sin Rostro

Kim Possible

Ann Possible

Bonnie Rockwaller

Kim Possible

Shego

Lip Service

Lexy Price

Sam Murray

Lord of the Rings

Arwen Undómiel

Lost Girl

Lauren Lewis

Lucifer

Mazikeen

Madam Secretary

Alison McCord

Marvel

Bobbie Morse

Daisy Johnson

Jemma Simmons

Lady Sif

Maria Hill

Melinda May

Natasha Romanoff

Peggy Carter

Sharon Carter

Wanda Maximoff

Mass Effect

Female Shepard

Liara

Jack

Modern Family

Alex Dunphy

Nina's Heavenly Delights

Nina Shah

Overwatch

Ashe/Elizabeth Caledonia

Katya Volskaya

Mercy

Sombra

Widowmaker

Person of Interest

Joss Carter

Root

Sameen Shaw

Raven's Home

Chelsea Grayson (Chelsea Daniels)

Rizzoli & Isles

Maura Isles

Scandal

Mellie Grant

Quinn Perkins

Sleepy Hollow

Abbie Mills

Katrina Crane

Spy Kids

Carmen Cortez

Ingrid Cortez

The Addams Family

Morticia Addams

Wednesday Addams

The Haunting Of Hill House

Theo Crane

The Hunger Games

Effie Trinket

Johanna Mason

Katniss Everdeen

The Princess Diaries

Mia Thermopolis

The Wild Thornberrys

Debbie Thornberry

The Worst Witch

Ethel Hallow

Hecate Hardbroom

Mildred Hubble

Pippa Pentangle

Tipping The Velvet

Florence Banner

Nan Astley

Twilight

Esme Cullen

Corin Volturi

Jane Volturi

Kate Denali

Rosalie Hale

Tanya Denali

Zafrina

White Collar

Diana Berrigan

Wynonna Earp

Nicole Haught

Waverly Earp

Wynonna Earp

If there are other fandoms you would like to make a request for and you don’t happen to see it on this list, send me a message, and I will see if I know the fandom or not. I’ll keep adding more fandoms to this list as time passes.

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Tagged by @softbutchtaako

Not going to tag people but if you want to do it, go for it!

Name: Emily

Star sign: Saggitarius

Height: 5′7″

Middle name: Ann

Put your music on shuffle, what are the first four songs that come on:

Exit Wounds - The Romanovs

Everyone’s Wrong But Me - Ella Fitzgerald and Her Savoy Eight

Someone New - Hozier

Mechanical Instinct - Aviators

Grab the book next to you and turn to page 23. What is line 17?

(It was as if he’d known that there were such things as avalanches) But had never dreamed when he dropped the little (snowball on top of the mountain that it could lead to such astonishing results.) [I cheated a bit and added the whole sentence bonus points if you can ID the book]

Ever had a song/poem written about you:

Yes actually. My dad likes to write little funny or sweet poems about me and my siblings and give them to us in cards and things. It’s really sweet.

When was the last time you played air guitar:

I’m more likely to “Air violin” and I did that this morning

Who is your celebrity crush:

Currently my hardest crushes are Laura Bailey, Ashley Burch, and Janelle Monae

What’s a sound you hate + sound you love:

I have a lot of sounds I love currently near the top is a rushing creek, also the sound of dice in a dice tower (need to get me one of those). I kinda hate any sudden loud noises and I am really can’t handle the sound of feedback.

Do you believe in ghosts:

Not really. But ghost stories and blaming weird occurrences on ghosts is fun.

How about aliens:

I mean yes I think there is likely life on other planets... but like here regularly visiting us... no.

Do you drive:

Yup. I don’t particularly like to drive in the city and I basically refuse to drive in downtown Vancouver but I actually don’t mind a highway or gravel road drive.

If so, have you ever crashed:

Nope, even after driving for more than a decade I have an entirely clean driving record, including zero speeding or parking tickets. I have had a few tire casualties to unpaved roads though, so I’m good at changing tires.

What was the last book you read:

Just re-read Kushiels Avatar for like the zillionth time. But the last new book I read was the Stone Sky by N.K. Jemisin and seriously, go read that series! It is amazing!

Do you like the smell of gasoline:

Not at all... but it’s better than av gas I guess.

What was the last movie you saw:

I... ummm... don’t remember...honestly knowing me it was probably a rewatch of “Road to El Dorado” or “Ever After” in theatres, I think it was Black Panther

Do you have any obsessions rn:

Yes... are there people who don’t constantly have multiple obsessions competing for their brain space? DnD, other RPGs, Rocks, Tea, Maps, Watercolour, Worldbuilding, All my favourite media which I endlessly re-read and rewatch... I could keep going but that’s a good start..

Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong:

I definitely remain bitter about some things... but most things I let go. But like those judges at my Junior High Science Fair who graded me down because “my results didn’t show anything conclusive” (Because I wasn’t going to falsify data) and because they didn’t believe I did it all myself. They will never be forgiven!

In a relationship: Yup.

#personal log

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hexblade-warlock · 7 years

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Regarding the new characters:

Liam should play a Cleric. I want Liam to flip the script on the glorious gloom and doom that was Vax; a rogue and scoundrel who very forcibly found religion, and it changed him. Changed him from the double-bird-slinging cutthroat into a stern and sorrowful man who felt dragged into a fate much, much too large for him to fill. This new Cleric? The opposite. A cheerful preacher who’s been faithful from the first, happily spreading the word of their God to those who are willing to listen. A plus if this Cleric has an unsettling Domain (such as Grave or Blood or Trickery) to contrast the cheer.

Laura should play a Bard, if only because she’s an amazing singer. I’d love to see her as a strong, forceful College of Valor Bard who handles Charisma differently than Scanlan. Inspirational winks, a positive Strength score. Sky’s the limit.

Travis should play either a Fighter or Rogue, specifically an Eldritch Knight or Arcane Trickster. Now, many think that the idea of Travis playing a reedy Wizard with a combined Strength and Constitution of like, 7, is too good to pass up. But take it from someone who recently got done playing a Wizard: Wizards are the fucking worst. The Knight or the Trickster gives Travis the ability to still fight like he (probably) enjoys doing, but with some much added utility which is what Grog lacked. The idea of Travis with a decent Intelligence score is still a good one though. Give the man some spells. Also, if he hadn’t already played a Lycan Blood Hunter in a oneshot, that would be the one I picked. The man likes his werewolves.

Sam is honestly impossible to read. He could probably play anything and he’d make it hilarious. Therefore, I want him to play a Warlock. Warlock is probably my favorite caster class because it’s designed to be just, so much fun. Have Artagan be his patron or something. Callbacks are fun.

Ashley should play a Barbarian. She did at one point say “I’m coming back as a Barbarian if I die”, so why not? It can be very therapeutic to go from Momma Healer to worry-about-nothin damage dealer, and it can probably be good for the group to not have to rely on Ashley for something as integral as healing as she can’t be there all the time. Probably not a Berserker though.

Taliesin enjoys thinking a lot. However, Percy was already hella intelligent so maybe it’s time to put some points into a different ability score. My suggestion is Blood Hunter, Order of the Mutant. I think I like Taliesin playing darker characters way too much, so he gets to keep being goth and spooky.

Marisha enjoys having utility I think, but she needs to start punching things. Therefore, Monk. Not Shadow monk though, and maybe not Elemental Monk. It kinda infringes on the Avatar the Last Ashari-thing she’s already done. Hell, maybe she’s heard of Grog, training in the Trial Forge and taking on all comers in the Crucible. Monks can do some cool things, so she’ll still have alternatives, but Marisha will have to get used to not having roughly 8789 hitpoints.

I also think they should start the campaign in Vasselheim. I wanna see what happens, how they rebuild and how life works around the giant fuckoff titan that now stands in the middle of everything. Being part of a guild like the Slayer’s Take is a good way of getting the party together and handing quests out. And I want them to visit that weird southern part of the Tal’Dorei map where there are jungles and hobgoblins.

I’m very excited for the next campaign and I’ll honestly take whatever they throw at me.

Thoughts?

#critical role #vox machina

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lavmoonystuff · 6 years

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#ashley sky #avatars #200x320

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chocolatequeennk · 7 years

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As Long As We Both Shall Live, 2/3

The Doctor has always wanted to share a telepathic bond with Rose Tyler, and now he finally has the chance. But, as always, the universe has a surprise in store for them.

Tentoo x Rose, telepathic bonding with Bad Wolf

This is part of Two Hearts, One Life, and it fills the long term ramifications of Bad Wolf prompt from @doctorroseprompts this week.

It’s also a birthday present for @lastbluetardis. Happy Birthday, Ashley!

There’s one more chapter coming this week.

AO3 | FF.NET | TSP | Ch 1

Friday night, after a quick dinner, Rose followed an eager Doctor onto the TARDIS. She spotted the bag they’d packed just inside the door, and her stomach flipped. We’re really doing this, she realised as the Doctor danced around the console, taking them through time and space to their very secret destination.

Her one request, when he’d asked, was to go someplace as far from the dreariness of London in January as possible. Beyond that, she knew nothing of where they were going. The Doctor had taken the TARDIS out every night that week, making plans and reservations and refusing to tell Rose any of the details.

Exhilaration coursed through Rose when they landed, and she laughed breathlessly. The Doctor beamed at her, then bounded over to the door and pulled it open, letting golden evening light pour into the TARDIS. The air smelled like earth warmed by the sun after a long summer day.

He leaned against the railing and gestured to the door. “Come take a look, Rose,” he invited.

She jogged down the ramp, then stopped when she saw the view framed by the TARDIS doors. A rocky cliff was silhouetted against the dusky blue sky, rising at least a thousand meters above the valley floor. The setting sun looked like it was resting on top of the cliff, and the image was reflected in the glassy lake spread out before them.

“It’s gorgeous, Doctor,” she said as she stepped out of the TARDIS. A cool mountain breeze lifted her hair off the nape of her neck. Rose tilted her head, taking a deep breath of the air, scented with pine needles and summer wildflowers. “Where are we?”

The Doctor wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. “This is Iastea. In a thousand years, this will be one of the natural wonders of the galaxy, but it won’t even be discovered for another fifty years.”

Rose turned in his arms and rested her hands on his chest. The golden evening light hit his hair, and she played with a few strands that looked almost ginger in the orange glow.

“It’s just the two of us?” she asked.

He smiled, and the corners of his eyes crinkled up. “Yep! Just you and me, Rose Tyler.” He pressed a quick kiss to her lips, then said, “I wanted to take you someplace without any sentient species nearby. Opening your mind to telepathy for the first time can be overwhelming if there are too many voices clamouring for attention.”

The nervous excitement pulsing through Rose’s body demanded she move, so she pulled away from the Doctor and walked around the small campsite he’d set up. Closer to the lake, on a flat patch of ground, he’d fashioned a bed out of pillows, cushions, and blankets.

“We’re going to sleep under the stars?”

The Doctor nodded as he crossed the small clearing to stand on the opposite side of the bed. “I picked a night with clear skies and warm weather so we could stargaze as we fell asleep.”

Champagne was chilling in a bucket on one side of the bed, with two glasses resting carefully alongside the bottle. The reminder that they’d soon have something to celebrate made Rose eager to move on to their reason for coming. She looked up at the Doctor and smiled. “What do we do first?”

The Doctor’s heart tripped in his chest. He’d spent hours this week going over every detail of their bonding, making sure he remembered the right words to invite Rose to share his life with him. But none of his plans prepared him for how eager Rose’s simple question made him feel.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to remember the details he’d decided on. “Let’s sit down on the bed facing each other,” he said, and they both took a moment to take their shoes off before climbing onto the soft nest he’d created for them.

Sitting on the bed facing Rose, the Doctor was momentarily distracted by the way the setting sun cast a golden-red halo around her blonde hair. He’d seen her look like that before…

Rose’s hand on his knee jolted him out of his memories. “Doctor?”

“Right, yes.” He rubbed his sweaty palms on his jeans, then lifted his hands until his fingers hovered by Rose’s temples. “Are you ready, love?” he whispered.

She licked her lips. “Tell me what it’ll feel like?”

The Doctor brushed a strand of hair back from her face. “It’ll feel like a cool breeze, brushing over your face. Or the way it does to float on water. Like something is there, all around you, and you could almost become part of it.”

“And you’ll be the breeze?”

He smiled. “I’ll be the breeze.”

Rose nodded. “Okay then. Oh. Do I… should I?” She lifted her own hands, mirroring his position.

“After I’ve formed the initial connection, yes.” She opened her mouth again, and he said, “You’ll know. Trust me, you’ll know when it happens.”

“I always trust you.”

Her whisper mingled with the breeze and bird song and should have been almost too quiet to hear. But more than almost any other words, those were the ones the Doctor worked hard every day to deserve, and he would never miss them.

She met his gaze steadily. “I’m ready, Doctor.”

He took a shaky breath, then pressed his fingers to her temples. He’d been in Rose’s mind before when he’d hidden the memory of Bad Wolf, but it felt different now than it had all those years ago. He could feel the breeze, just like he’d told her, but now it carried a hint of arkytior and the fragrance of red grass, blowing in the wind.

The Doctor concentrated on his own mind, imaging that he was the breeze he’d described to Rose. As he did, he felt her fingers brush against his temples, and suddenly, the light spring zephyr of her mind swirled gently around the volatile, storm-prone gusts of his own.

And then the wind died down, and they were standing together at the edge of the lake while the stars slowly came out in the sky above them. Rose frowned and looked up, and the Doctor shook his head.

It’s just a projection, he explained. We’re still sitting on the bed. But right now, in our minds, we’re standing here.

Are we bonded already? she asked.

No. This is just a connection, like I said. The Doctor felt Rose’s mind moving around his own, testing the connection, and he shivered in delight. And Rose. I was right last week when I said you were telepathic. You shouldn’t be able to do that so easily.

Her telepathic avatar took his hands. Show me what to do, Doctor.

He took one of her hands and put it over his heart, then reached out and put his hand over hers. Can you feel that? he asked. Feel me touching your soul, as you touch mine?

Rose’s mouth fell open partway. Yes. The golden halo he’d noticed earlier returned, stronger this time. I feel you, my Doctor.

Then do as I do, my Rose. Take my life into you as I take yours into me. Let Time bind us together until we are one in heart, mind, and soul.

It took effort to both give to himself to Rose and accept her part of the bond in return. To his surprise, despite her inexperience with telepathy, Rose seemed to have an easier time with the transfer than he did.

She caught that thought, and when she looked up at him, he suddenly recognised the gold flecks in her eyes. I have merged with another before, my Doctor.

The gentle reminder worried him, and he almost pulled out of her mind to make sure she was safe. But Rose held him tight and soothed away his fears, and a moment later, it was too late to pull back anyway. The bond was formed.

Rose slowly pulled her hand away from the Doctor’s chest. She could feel him with her now, inside of her. The sensation of unity and connection was glorious, but there was a discordant note, something out of place and not quite right.

She tilted her head and studied her bondmate. Time danced around them both like tiny golden dust motes, but there were also strands of time that stretched out before them, branching off in different directions.

Two of the strands called to her, and Rose carefully reached out and picked them up, ignoring the Doctor’s gasp of surprise when she did. One of the golden threads was times longer than the other one, and Rose knew, somehow, that this wasn’t right.

But how can I fix it? she wondered.

Even as the question occurred to her, she remembered a time when she had seen everything and been able to bend time to her will. She could no longer rearrange every particle of time to suit her, but she could fix this.

Rose closed her eyes and held the two strands in one hand. With the fingers of her other hand, she pulled on the fibres of the shorter strand, stretching it and twining it to the longer until they were matched in length and so tightly bound together that the only way to cut one would be to cut them both.

Then she carefully let them go, watching as the strands settled back into the tapestry of time.

The Doctor’s eyes were wide and he was breathing heavily. Rose… That… He pressed his fingers to her temples again. Wake up, Rose.

She couldn’t ignore the note of command in his voice, and a moment later, Rose was blinking her eyes open. When she realised she was sitting on the bed and that the sun had completely set, she knew they were back in the real world.

There was something in the Doctor’s eyes that she’d never seen… no wait, she had! That combination of awe and fear—it was the same way he’d looked at her when she was Bad Wolf using the Time Vortex to destroy the Daleks.

The moment the bond had been formed, the Doctor had known the truth. She was still Bad Wolf—she would always be Bad Wolf. He might have taken the Vortex out of her, but it had already changed her permanently in the half hour or that she had wielded its power.

Her timeline was far longer than a typical human life. He’d grieved for a heartbeat at the loss she would eventually suffer, losing everyone she loved—losing him, when he had promised her they could share one life together. Then she’d taken his timeline in her hands and done the impossible, stretching and twisting it until it matched hers, and they were merged.

“Doctor?”

The confusion in Rose’s voice jolted the Doctor out of his jumbled thoughts. He laughed in joyous disbelief. “Rose Tyler, you are…”

“Bad Wolf,” Rose concluded. “I’m still Bad Wolf.”

The Doctor shook his head and cupped her face between his hands. “Yes, you are, and you always will be, but that’s not what I was going to say.” He rubbed his thumbs over the apples of her cheeks, then reached for the bond and ran a tender touch over it. “My bondmate, Rose. You are my bondmate.”

Rose’s eyes darkened, and the Doctor’s heart started pounding when he realised he could feel her growing desire over their new bond. Then she mimicked his telepathic touch, stroking the bond in a way that quickly became provocative, and he allowed himself to get lost in the pleasure of their wedding night.

Later, when they were sitting up enjoying their champagne with a blanket wrapped around their shoulders to hold back the chill of the mountain night, Rose’s curiosity tugged at him.

“What are you thinking about so deeply?” he asked.

She tilted her head and looked up at him. “You looked almost afraid for a moment right after we bonded. I meant to ask why, but…” Her smile turned cheeky. “You distracted me.”

The Doctor hummed and leaned down to kiss the side of her neck, right where it met her shoulder. “Yes, I did.”

Rose nudged him with her elbow, and he giggled when he picked up on her fond exasperation over the bond. “Explanations before further distractions,” she said, her voice stern.

The Doctor forced himself to focus on something other than his giddy happiness. He thought for a moment, then took Rose’s champagne flute and carefully set it down beside the bed, along with his own. Then he turned back to her and brushed his knuckles over her jaw.

Rose turned her head to kiss his wrist, but the look in her eyes clearly said she wanted an answer.

“My Rose,” the Doctor said, then shook his head and started again. “My Bad Wolf. What you did… it should have been impossible.”

“What did I do, Doctor?” Rose frowned, and he brushed away the furrow in her brow. “I just… wanted us to be together forever,” she told him.

“And we will be,” he promised. “That’s what you did, love.” He sighed, feeling a twinge of guilt. “I should have realised years ago that Bad Wolf had changed you. Later, when we’re done with our trip, I’d like to run some tests to see what exactly has changed. But even without knowing the details, as soon as we bonded, I knew I couldn’t keep my promise to share your one life with you.”

To his surprise, Rose smiled at him and pressed her hand to his heart, just like they’d done when they’d bonded. “Oh, my Doctor,” she said, and the tenderness in her voice sent a shiver down his spine. “You will keep your promise. You might not have known the details, but we have one life to spend together.”

The Doctor’s throat felt thick, and he swallowed hard to contain the tears welling up. Mirroring her, he rested his own hand over her heart. “Two hearts, one life,” he said, his voice raspy with emotion.

It was more than he’d ever thought he’d be able to share with Rose. He’d often wondered, since their arrival on Pete’s World, how he could possibly show her how much he loved her in the meagre years provided to a human. Now, thanks to Bad Wolf, those years had become centuries.

That’s right, Doctor, Rose said, her whisper over the bond making his eyes flutter closed. The Doctor and Rose Tyler… forever.

#ficandchips #dwfic #tentoo x rose #doctorroseprompts #lastbluetardis #series: two hearts one life #cq's fic: as long as we both shall live #telepathic bonding #bad wolf!rose is important to me #lots of bad wolf in this #:d #fic by Nancy

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Beautiful In Person

Summary: First date with Asuna after a sort of long distance (but not really) relationship

W: Self-Insert, fluff

I drummed my fingers on the table, my eyes flicking constantly to the doors in front of the restaurant. Every time the doors opened, my heart flipped in my chest and I stared in hopes to see my date. It was the first time I would see Asuna face to face before. Well, face to face for real. We’d played online together lots of times, and I have seen her avatar before. But I haven’t seen her in the real world until today. We had agreed to meet for a lunch date, wanting to get to know each other a bit better in person.

Which I was a little nervous for.

Well, a little nervous was an understatement.

She and I had been talking and flirting for a while now. At first, I assumed we would just be really good friends. But eventually, it turned into something more. Something deeper. I couldn’t ignore the pang in my chest that came whenever we would talk. Hearing her laugh would cause a tingling sensation that I’d never felt before. I found myself waiting up at night just to get a phone call from her after we logged off.

And that never failed. It became a routine where we’d chat ad talk on the phone. The first time I heard her voice was the day that I fell for her. I couldn’t put a name on it yet, but I definitely liked her a lot. When I had confessed, she seemed to hesitate at first. Little did I know, she felt the same way, and she had suggested that we finally meet up.

I almost thought about canceling, because I felt really nervous. But I really wanted to meet her and I really wanted to try this out. It was a choice that I didn’t want to regret.

The sound of the door opening again broke me from my thoughts. My eyes flickered to a face that looked very familiar. “Ashley?” The person asked, looking at me with a smile. I gave a stiff nod, scrambling up from my seat as she approached the table. “Asuna! It’s good to see you,” I said, stammering a bit as I spoke up. She giggled, quickly crossing the room and throwing her arms around me in a tight embrace. My muscles stiffened, surprised by her sudden contact. But my heart fluttered wildly in my chest.

Here she was, in the flesh, standing in front of me and hugging me. I couldn’t believe it. After all of the nights I spent talking to her, I didn’t imagine that I would see her like this.

She broke from the hug, smiling broadly and pulling me back down into the booth. “It’s so good to finally see you in person,” She said, cheerfully. Her excitement wasn’t surprising because I had heard it over the phone many times before. But seeing her smile for real was heart-wrenching. She was even more beautiful in person.

“You too. You look so much better in person.”

That wasn’t meant to be said out loud!

Asuna’s cheeks turned pink, and she giggled softly under her breath. “Th-Thanks… You do too,” She said in response. I swallowed, feeling my entire body growing numb the longer she looked at me. This was ridiculous! She was just a person just like me. I talked to her without a problem over the phone, in person shouldn’t be that much harder. But I felt heavy under her gaze, unable to speak a word without losing my train of thought.

Is this what love feels like?

“So how are you?” I asked, trying to change the conversation.

“I’m great! How are your studies going?”

“Oh, t-they’re fine. I’ve been getting a little off track and distracted, but that’s nothing new.”

She nodded, leaning her chin on her hand and listening to my words tentatively. Her eyes shimmered as she held onto every detail, showing me respect and a good amount of interest in what I had to say. It was surprising, especially since what I had to say wasn’t that important. We talked about a lot of the things that we did on the phone, only this time it was different. Now that we were sitting in front of each other, things felt more real.

After the initial awkwardness, the conversation flowed as wonderful as it did before. Occasionally I’d find myself staring too hard into her eyes, quickly looking away with embarrassment. I don’t even remember ordering our food and eating. I was lost in the conversation and fun that we were having together. I forgot all about my nervousness and focused completely on her.

“Hey Asuna,” I said as we gathered our things to leave.

Her eyes found my own, stepping out of the booth to walk beside me as we strode out the door. The sun was lower in the sky, signaling the transition into the afternoon. We had been lost in conversation that we completely lost track of time. I walked beside her on the pavement, seeing the curl of her lips as she smiled, eyebrows raised curiously.

“Thank you for today,” I said, “It was really great to see you. I don’t know why we didn’t do it sooner.”

“Of course! I totally agree. I don’t know what took us so long.”

We both chuckled, casually walking side by side. I hadn’t noticed that we were getting closer until our shoulders brushed, causing the two of us to lock eyes. Her cheeks turned pink, and she quickly looked forward, pursing her lips in hesitation. I noticed the change in tone but didn’t want to do anything about it. Although we had been flirting back and forth, I didn’t want to make a move yet. It seemed too early, and I didn’t want to scare her off.

But as I was thinking, I felt a softness brush against my hand. I glanced down, watching her fingers curl in between my own. She smiled, cheeks red as she shifted a little closer to me as her hand squeezed firmly. “Is… this okay?” She asked, seeing the confusion and surprise in my face. It took me a few seconds to realize what was going on. I thought that I was dreaming for a second. Quickly clearing my throat, I nodded and answered with a quick and soft ‘yes’.

I was nervous to be holding her hand after we had just met, but it wasn’t like we were strangers. We’d been talking for a bit before we met in person, but I still didn’t want to seem clingy. She was important to me. We’d grown close over the past few months, and I knew that I had liked her all along. It just took me a while to come to terms with it and the fact that she could like me back.

I walked her home, keeping her hand held tight in my own. I almost didn’t want to leave, having grown used to the idea of her being here with me. But she promised that we’d have another date really soon. I couldn’t wait for that day to come.

We reached her destination, stopping a little ways to say our goodbyes. Asuna turned towards me, her hand still in mine. I almost didn’t want to let go of her hand. It felt really good on my own like it had belonged there. Like two pieces of a puzzle finally coming together. She smiled warmly, slowly releasing my hand from hers.

“I had a great time today,” She said, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Me too. I’ll see you again soon, yeah?”

“I look forward to it.”

She winked, leaning down and pecking my cheek. My eyes widened, feeling the softness of her lips for only a moment. I was sure that my face was red, and I didn’t want to think about how ridiculous that I looked. Asuna giggled, slowly letting go of my hand and stepping away. “Call me when you get home, okay?” She asked, raising an eyebrow as she scampered up the stairs. Nodding curtly, I watched her enter into her house, the smile never leaving her lips.

Once she was gone and out of sight, I let out a heavy sigh of relief which was followed by a squeal. I realized all that had just happened in a span of just a few hours. Asuna and I met after months of chatting and phone calls. We held hands and then she kissed me goodnight. It was a cheek kiss, but it was still a kiss! I didn’t expect her to make the first move, but I was definitely glad that she did. I couldn’t stop thinking about it for days after that. She and I made plans to meet up again, hoping to go out for more dates in the future.

#Asuna #fanfic #fanfiction #fic #first meeting au #fluff #my writing #self insert #self insert week 2017 #self insert writing #self ship #otp: Ashuna

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