#fly me to the moon || 💙

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HYPNOSIS

Astrology Observations

I'll be seaside

Sitting on the sand drinking a mai tai

Waking up and soaking up the sunlight

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💙 - Neptune in the 1H/9H/12H native is like the Universe's kid, very spiritual, very empathic, very emotional, understanding the space and the outer space nature

💙 - Sun in the 8th/9th/12th house natives literally are a balance between spirituality and empathy, you have to be there at the right moment to feel it

💙 - Libra in your big 3 (Sun, Rising, Moon) can make others charmed by you, also you give a big impression to people when they first meet you

💙 - Scorpio in your big 3 (Sun, Rising, Moon) are intense placements, they love playing with the fire and fire loves "playing" with them

💙 - Venus conjunct/sextile/trine Moon will make you so peaceful/calm. People around you love this energy and you give harmonious vibes

💙 - Ascendant aspecting Uranus (all aspects) are very aware of the things happening around them. Is like they always have the 3rd eye open

💙 - Neptune aspecting your Sun will make you shine so bright that you can get hate for being in this "light", you stand out, but haters gonna hate

💙 - Aries & Capricorn Moons are both so defensive of their loved ones and i admire that so much about them they wanna this energy of "Don't mess with me"

💙 - Neptune aspecting the ascendant has beautiful eyes, there is a saying like "The eyes are the mirror of the soul". people fall in love with your eyes before anything

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I'll be seaside

Watching all the seagulls flying so high

Looking at our future looking so bright, so bright

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💙 - Pluto aspecting Midheaven have so much power in their lives that other people have the feeling to control them for that. Take care of yourself and your energy

💙 - Uranus in your 3rd house will make your voice to stand out, your voice is very powerful in this placement and I also mean the way you communicate and tell words

💙 - Jupiter in your 6H/10H. Jupiter is blessing the native with a good personalty and good job/also a lot of influence and devotion to the world

💙 - Having a Water Moon is the 1# biggest sign that you should be a spiritual person, because Water Moons are psychic

💙 - Mars in Sagittarius/9H can be very revengeful, you did something bad to them, they'll return the same thing to you

💙 - Mars in Cancer/4H can act the same, but the thing with them is that, they will know your weakness/sensible point

💙 - Capricorn & Libra combo placements in a chart indicate a lot of diplomacy/politeness, very elegant and charismatic too

💙 - Jupiter in your 5H/11H can fullfil your desires on a long term, if you truly want or wish something (good) to happen, try to manifest it

💙 - Lilith in your 6H/8H/10H/12H can act mischievous, you never know what they'll be thinking about or their plans

💙 - Mars square/conjunct/opposite Uranus will act messy when they're annoyed, Mars here is uncontrollable or just wild free

💙 - Scorpio Venus/Mars can meet potential "partners" who can take advantage of them which is not totally okay, make sure people appreciate for everything you have to offer

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I be busy, busy, nah

Busy doing nothing all day

Y bailando con toda mi gente, y

Veo que no me dejas de ver

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💙 - Saturn/Lilith or Pluto in the 11H can indicate lots of betrayals, can be romantically or friendly or even from family members

💙 - Earth Moons/Earth Sun gives "old soul" and what I mean with that is, they're experienced in life and they seem like they went through a lot

💙 - Mercury aspecting Pluto or Neptune can have people hiding things from them, secrets, dark "plans" and others, even gossip

💙 - Can someone tell me why a fire Venus will always make me think of a hot song you hear during summer that you cannot forget?? Adore them.

💙 - A Chart with fire as predominantly element will act too impulsively/stubborn sometimes even too "wild" at times

💙 - Lilith in Aries/Cancer/Sagittarius/Aquarius wants to break the norms and the things that are always seen as "toxic", they want to break free from everything that pains them

💙 - Lilith (h58) is the most dangerous Lilith in a chart so here are some observations about it

Lilith h58 aspecting Chiron can indicate unsealed traumas/bad experienced from your life

Lilith h58 aspecting Midheaven gives no fuck about nobody, they don't care what the world thinks about them "You have just one life, live it how you want"

Lilith h58 aspecting Venus will act toxic in love if they feel threatened by their partners energy

Lilith h58 aspecting the ascendant is very rebellious, very rude or mean at times, few know this "rude" energy can be just for protecting themselves

Lilith h58 aspecting Mercury will not be afraid to call people out when is needed, they may use a very dirty way of talking

Lilith h58 sitting empty in a chart like a black whole, absorbing energy of all forms,

💙 - Mars in the 7th house/Mars in Libra despite the drama about how Mars is chaotic in Libra, they tend to have romantic relationship and energetic spouses, + they're being so assertive in their relationships

💙 - Neptune/Pluto or Saturn in your 6th house can drain your energy fast, that's why is good to take a break after you did some work so you don't end up exhausted

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Mientras la música suene

Aquí pegaditos al mar

No me pienso mover a otro lugar

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💙 - Venus aspecting Mars has a bold energy. What's attractive about them is that they can attract all types of people with this energy (from jealous people to really indifferent ones)

💙 - Mars aspecting Moon (in harsh aspects) get angry or frustrated fast, is not like they're about to explode instead they just feel like screaming out in a pillow

💙 - Midheaven aspecting Neptune or Jupiter can work in environments where spirituality can be used a lot, like a spiritual guide

💙 - Having Moon in your 9th house, beside having a good love life, this aspect can indicate a lot of creativity and knowledge. Also a love for exploring the *unknown*

💙 - Jupiter aspecting Lilith h12 (harsh aspects) since Jupiter will expand even in harsh aspects, their sexual energy can just grow and grow until it hits some the point of hypersexuality

💙 - Saturn in the 1st house natives have the chance to reflect on themselves after every fail, always overcome your fears and mistakes

💙 - Lilith in Capricorn/10th house is the native who seeks for recognition and success, these placements also indicate a stubborn person with a traditional ethic

💙 - Mars in Taurus/Mars in the 2nd house has an intense determinations to achieve anything they desire, this placement also indicates staying good with money or financially

💙 - Lilith in Leo/5TH or in Leo Degrees 5°, 17°, 29° have a big pride, this placement can also he know for their perseverance and sharp mind

💙 - Moon/Venus/Rising/Juno in Sagittarius gives "you're always be my ritual" thanks to Sagittarius's ties with the 9th house who can indicate rituals

💙 - Sun in the 7th/Leo in the 7th house/Sun at 5°, 17°, 29° degrees can put their partners on the 1st place in a relationship, but also your partner mirrors you with a strong vitality

💙 - Neptune in the 4H is actually a dark placement if we go in the depth of themes of Neptune because after all, Neptune represents addiction, natives with Neptune in the 4H can go into addictions from a young age or from childhood for example like smoking, alcohol, bad influences

💙 - Neptune aspecting Venus/Neptune in the 7H always day dream about their partners or future partners. Even crushes.

💙 - Sun in the 9th/Jupiter in the 1H natives are very spiritual/religious deep down in their hearts, it can be a very dear topic for them

💙 - Virgo in your big 3 (Sun, Moon or Rising) will make you to be devoted no matter what, your humanitarian nature makes you such a kind person!

💙 - Cancer/Pisces and Leo Mars can skip arguments, they don't like it and don't wanna fight, so most times they choose to just walk away

💙 - Mercury in the 1st/5th/11th houses will gift a person with good humour, if Mercury is in the 8H they can have a dark type of humour, dark jokes too

💙 - Neptune or Pisces rulling your 2H or 3H can give you a very addictive voice, Mercury - Neptune aspects too

💙 - When you have your Saturn Retrograde it feels like having a second parent/father. Like Saturn is tutoring you on your life path

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If you're looking for me

I'll be seaside

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💙 - Sun or Rising in Taurus Degrees 2°, 14°, 26° can make the native to be more "earthed" more down to earth, more calm

💙 - Lilith h12 in Pisces or in the 12th house can indicate ancestral wounds, which is a highly deep wound related to your ancestors idk why this placement reminds me about Mulan's ancestors fighting in the temple in the animated movie

💙 - Since no one mentions this, having your Jupiter in the 9H or in Sagittarius doesn't always mean you gonna meet your spouse in foreign lands but also in highschool or university, you can be highschool lovers for example or even highschool lovers in foreign lands as a combo of both, also either you or your partner will have a different ethnicity!! Jupiter at 9°. 21° degrees too

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I always give my 10/10 everytime there is an avatar thematic 💅🏼💅🏼💅🏼💅🏼, is the highest grossing movie for a reason after all 💅🏼

Hope you all have a good day for those to read my posts 🥰🥰

H a r m o o n i x

[the-bi-library]

HAPPY BI VISIBILITY MONTH!!! 🩷💜💙

I wish all bi folks a very pleasant bi month!

Here are bi books of September!

Books listed:

💕 This Spells Disaster by Tori Anne Martin 💕 In the Ring by Sierra Isley 💕 Those Pink Mountain Nights by Jen Ferguson 💕 The Darkest Stars (The Broken Stars #2) by Kristy Gardner 💕Daughter of Winter and Twilight (Queen of Coin and Whispers #2) by Helen Corcoran 💕 Time to Shine by Rachel Reid 💕 Herc by Phoenicia Rogerson 💕 Fly with Me by Andie Burke 💕 Everyone's Thinking It by Aleema Omotoni 💕 A Crown So Cursed (Nightmare-Verse, #3) by L.L. McKinney 💕 This Dark Descent (This Dark Descent, #1) by Kalyn Josephson 💕 Providence Girls by Morgan Dante 💕 Wolf, Willow, Witch (The Gideon Testaments #2) by Freydís Moon 💕 What Stalks Among Us by Sarah Hollowell 💕 Thank You for Sharing by Rachel Runya Katz 💕 Cities of Women by Kathleen B. Jones 💕You, Again by Kate Goldbeck 💕 Double Exposure: A F/NBi Enemies to Lovers Romantic Suspense by Rien Gray 💕 The Fractured Dark (The Devoured Worlds, #2) by Megan E. O'Keefe 💕 Cover Story by Valerie Gomez 💕 The Spirit Bares Its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White 💕 The Death I Gave Him by Em X. Liu 💕 Better Left Unsaid by Tufayel Ahmed 💕 Dearborn by Ghassan Zeineddine 💕 A Green Equinox by Elizabeth Mavor 💕 Salt Kiss (Lyonesse, #1) by Sierra Simone 💕 The Amazing Alpha Tau Boyfriend Project (Alpha Tau, #1) by Lisa Henry

Make sure to check the TWs for all books if necessary 💕

Here is the goodreads list of these books

[osleeplessflowero]

Previous Part🖤❤️💜💙 First Part ❤️

..You're here again. You'd promised yourself you'd stop trespassing on unknown property, but yet here you are, climbing over a vine-covered fence. What would the commoners say if they saw you here?

Oh, who cares what they think?! You've got more important things to worry about. And, frankly, a lot of stress.

You land not-so-gracefully on the ground before standing up and dusting yourself off, admiring all of the differently colored roses in the garden. It's so beautiful here..

You grab the watering can you've been leaving behind, filling it up with water at a small fountain to the right before watering each of the roses with a smile. They've been thriving here..it's such a nice feeling, seeing them doing well. Though, they aren't exactly the highlight of this garden..

Once you finish watering the flowers, you sit the can back down and walk down a path. You look up to see a beautifully crafted stone statue, its likeness resembling a skeleton with a crown on his head. A calm smile carved is onto his face. His hands are stretched outwards, just enough to place something within them as if he were carrying them.

You glance around with a smile, before approaching the statue, stepping onto a platform holding him up and pressing your hand on his cold cheek.

"Hello again. I'm back, just like I said I'd be. I hope you like the roses I put here in the back for you. It didn't feel right for you to be unable to see them too."

You are met with silence, so you continue to speak.

"A lot's been going on.. but at least I know I'm safe here, right?" You smile, lowering your hand before climbing up and lying in his arms.

"Royal life's a pain. I just..need an escape from my duties. There's truly too much expected of me. Having watchful eyes on me all the time is so..stressful. One slip up, and you're done for.."

Birds chirp as they fly through the skies, singing to one another as they pass. One descends and lands on the skeleton's shoulder, nuzzling up against his face.

"Coming here helps me feel better..I can't explain why, but..it just makes me feel reassured. More positive, I suppose. Is it you, giving off that sort of energy?" You ask, knowing fully well you won't receive an answer.

"..It's a bit silly, me talking to a statue. ..Sometimes I wish you could talk back to me..let me know your thoughts on everything..what you've experienced. But I suppose that's only a wish, isn't it?"

The sun slowly begins to set in the sky, the colors mixing between shades of oranges, pinks, and purples. You find yourself rambling on for a good while, pointing out cloud shapes and laughing at your own jokes. Those waiting for you at the castle can keep waiting..this is much more fun.

You slide down, out of his arms, looking down at the words engraved into the platform holding the statue up. "Dream, Prince of Positivity..That suits you." You smile, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the statue's cheek.

The sky burns orange as the sun prepares to face the moon. You turn away from the statue, beginning to walk back over to the fence, when you hear a crack. The ground shakes beneath your feet as you feel yourself tremble with it, turning back and watching as the stone begins to break, falling..off of the statue, to reveal something-- or rather, someone beneath it all.

You rush over when you begin to see a form, catching the skeleton as he falls after losing his balance. ..He's..alive?!

He gently places his gloved hands onto your shoulders, backing up a little to see your face with a cheery, wide grin.

"It's you!" He says, his voice warm and fond, filled with recognition.

"Um..hello?" You say, still a bit in shock. He chuckles at your nervousness.

"You saved me! You've been the one coming to visit, taking care of me and..everything! I'm so happy, I could explode!" He picks you up, twirling you around with a laugh.

"Saved..you? But how?"

"It's a really long story, but..to summarize it, your kiss directly at sunset was what broke the curse placed on me! Now I'm not forced to be a statue anymore. I can move, I can..feel, I- I can talk to you!"

"So then..you've heard everything I've said?" Your face flushes a bit when you think about that as he holds your hands.

"Yes, I've held onto every word. You've been so kind, even when you thought I was..inanimate? I think that's the right term.. I'm so happy I can share my thoughts with you..I've wanted to since the day we met. Well..more like..you found me." He smiles, placing a warm hand on your cheek. It's such a strange sensation, considering how cold he was mere moments ago..

"..It's..nice to meet you for real, Dream. I'm.." You tell him your name for the first time. He closes his eyes to stretch his smile a little in response.

"That's a wonderful name." "You think so? Really?" "I do."

He glances around at the different roses. "You've been taking really good care of these! I thought after I'd stopped moving they'd have wilted by the time I came back.."

"So..this was your garden?" You ask, genuinely curious.

"Well, I shared it with my brother. We both took care of them together, but one day he stopped coming by."

"I see..who is your brother?" You tilt your head as he moves his arms away, beginning to stretch since he'd become so stiff.

"Well, assuming a while has passed, he should be a King by now. I'm sure he's..much different than I remember, haha." His smile saddens a bit. You glance away from him for a second.

"..Would you like to accompany me? I'm heading back to my residence, and..I'm sure there's lots you'd like to talk about, right?"

"Oh, that sounds wonderful! Please lead the way." You could swear you could see little sparkles floating around his head as you watch him, smiling a bit before leading him to the fence, climbing over it. He does the same, and the two of you run off, following a path back to your castle.

Some footsteps are heard approaching the garden, followed by the gate unlocking. A few seconds of pure silence pass until a purple flowerpot shatters onto the ground.

The moon rises in the sky as the two of you walk under the cover of trees. Dream stares in awe at the stars above as you travel, a faint glow of yellow emitting from his body. You could compare him to a torch, but just a bit brighter. It helps you see, so that's a good thing.

"So- ..um..please don't mention everything you've heard..I went to you specifically to vent, and.." You trail off.

He replies soon after. "Don't worry. I wouldn't do that to you. I understand what you've meant..being a royal is..incredibly stressful- but with enough drive, you can push through your struggles and emerge stronger than before." He grins. You smile at that idea. Seems he has a point..

"I guess that Positivity label's pretty accurate, huh?..You're really..optimistic."

"I suppose you could say that. I've always been this way. I like to have hope when I can." He holds his hand out, letting the bird from before rest on it. "Hello there, friend!" He chuckles. "Good to see you again."

You smile warmly at this interaction, pushing past some bushes to enter the castle gardens, pulling him through shortly after.

"Come on, you can stay in one of the guest rooms tonight."

"Understood." He grins, more birds having landed on his shoulders.

"Maaaybe get rid of those..I'd rather not find feathers everywhere."

He lets out a little laugh, before gently shooing them away.

.

.

.

"boss, you look kinda..on edge, what's going on?"

"He's missing."

"what? what do you mean, he's-"

"I said, he's missing- Send our best guards out and find him at ONCE-" The King's fist roughly hits his desk in rage.

"okay okay, you don't have to shout..i'll go tell the others."

A door closes.

"This isn't good..he could rise against me. I won't let that happen, Dream.. This kingdom is mine."

[k1ance-a-lot]

"Fly me to the moon, samurai~" 💙❤️

From this tweet:

[jadedwolf18-blog]

Mini Phantom Invasion.

Hi, I plan for this to be a series of inter connected one shots based on some of my favorite prompts. I’m a huge Tim Drake/Red Robin x Danny phantom shipper, so for now most of my fics will feature them. Once I’ve end this series, I’ll try branching out to other relationships Danny could have with the bats.

I can’t remember where I got all of them but I’ll try to tag as I find them. If anyone notices a prompt or plot they’ve seen please let me know or tag the person it came from. I’m knew to posting on Tumblr so I’m still getting used to how to tag and insert links. Thank you.

🤍🖤💚💙💚🖤🤍

Chapter 1

Danny was not having a good day. He’d had a fight with his parents about ghost hunting, stating clearly that he had no interest in their bias views on an entire species based on one encounter when they were young. It had escalated to the point where they blamed his lack of interest on the fact that he was spending to much time with his sister and his female friends. 

He’d had enough! He left mid argument and was contemplating just packing up and moving into the Ghost Zone permanently. As he’d slammed the door he could hear his parents shouts for him to come back and once again blaming his behaviour on a ghost.

What did his sexuality have to do with ghost hunting? And what was wrong with wanting to be more feminine sometimes? He honestly didn’t understand why they found it so weird or wrong for him to swap between genders and pronouns? Jazz, Sam and Tucker accepted him as he was, they didn’t but an eye when he would randomly say ‘she’, ‘they’ or ‘him’, they just continued the conversation with the new pronoun and that was that. They understood and accepted that sometime he felt male or female or neither. He was lucky to have them. 

The day just seemed to continue down hill from there. It was summer vacation so Sam was forced to spend time with her parents at some rich holiday resort, Tucker had won a spot in some sort of tech camp and Jazz was still at College working on a finals thesis and was unable to come back for the summer. He was essentially alone for the summer. He could hang out with Val but she was working a lot and he didn’t want to bother her. He still felt guilty about her dad losing his job, even if it wasn’t entirely his fault.

*****

After leaving the house he’d found a place to transform and let the cool rings of light soothe him and took off into the sky. After finding out they could survive in space it became their favourite way to relax, they’d spend ours exploring space, even hang out on the moon. Thank you high speed and portal powers. Their Phantom form had changed in the last two years. People could no longer tell if they were male or female and he looked less human now. Thankfully, they looked nothing like their alternate future self. When their legs melded together their ghostly tail looked more eel like and their ears were longer and thiner, resembling delicate fins. Jazz and their friends had joked about how the acted like cat ears. Lastly their face was now a pale mint color, almost white and translucent, his eyes were still the same luminous ecto-green with deep blue pupils. The only similarity to Dan, that they could see, were the fangs and longer hair both of which were also present in their human form.

*****

They had been flying around Amity, a somewhat lazy patrol of his claimed haunt, it was a calm night. Ever since they had defeated Pariah Dark the other ghost had calmed down and came to Amity less frequently. A few still came to bug them, namely Skulker, Ember, Johny and Kitty. Young Blood and Boxy more frequently than the others and of course Cujo came by often. Their visits were more to do with fulfilling their obsessions than anything else. Danny’s obsession was Space but so was Protection. They needed to fulfil both to some extent or suffer from a form of ghost hunger. It was a win win situation even if they did go back… home? Was it really still a home? 

Before they could go down that dark spiral again their instincts took over and they narrowly dodged a bright green shot that had been aimed at their head. Whirling around and flying higher out of range they looked at their attacker and just stared.

“of course it’s them.” They muttered. Before repeating it with more venom than they thought they were capable of. Which was shocking because not even Vlad had receive as much hatred in the entirety of the time they’ve known him than in that split second they felt it towards their own parents. “Of fucking course it’s them!”

They blink away the shock of such an intense emotion and huffed. Not even bothering to acknowledge them they turned around to leave. That had been a mistake. They’d barely made it a few paces before pain bloomed across their back as an Eco-blast shredded the fins on their lower back and bit deep into their flesh. They bit back a cry of shock as they felt themselves plummet from the sky. It took a moment but they gathered enough concentration to open a portal. He didn’t care where they ended up as their only thought was ‘Somewhere safe.’

They fell through and just before they lost consciousness, they heard their parents yell after him.

“Get back here you ghost scum, so we can rip you apart molecule by molecule!”

“We won’t forgive you for corrupting our Danny!”

‘Of course… It’s always Phantoms fault…’ Danny’s world turned black as he continued to fall. Maybe when they opened their eyes again all of it would have been a dream.

*****

Somewhere in the infinite green a Grandfather clock chimed. A screen flickered. Time flowed on.

“All is as it should be.”

Chapter 2

(I'm Not A Cynic Song by Alec Benjamin)

Danny pulled their little floating ducks out of their personal pocket dimension and set them to gently drift in the hot spring. They had found it while wandering the forest. Their lower back still ached and they were a little worried about how it hadn’t healed completely yet.

*****

They didn’t know where they were or how long they had been in this dimension but they were safe and alone for the time being. When they’d woken up, the first thing they did was try to figure out where they were. thankfully no-one had discovered them, tucked away in the underbrush of the forest they had landed in. They’d let invisibility wash over them and flew high enough to get a view of the land. They recognised asian architecture and flew in the direction they had spotted a small farming village. With a closer look they determined they had landed in some version of Japan. Instinctually they knew they were not in their home dimension. Everything, even the air and feel of the atmosphere felt slightly shifted to the left. It was like that feeling of entering a hotel room, they were all essentially the same but there were the little details that told you it was a different hotel. 

*****

Brushing the thought, and everything associated with the reason they were injured and alone in a foreign dimension, aside. They coiled their tail in the centre of the spring and sank down until their lower back was submerged in the healing warmth of the spring. Closing their eyes in content they began to hum. Their eyes shot open when they felt a gentle nudge against his arm but smiled gently at the little wisp as it bobbed and drifted in the breeze. They continued to hum and watched in amusement as more joined the first. The little orbs of light ranged in color from soft pale blues to vibrant greens and warm reds, oranges and yellows.

They lost themselves in their song as they twirled in and played with the water, creating little floating ice crystals that caused mist to form around them as hot and cold air danced around each other. Humming soon gave way to words as they swayed to the rhythm only they could hear. 

“I'm just bein' realistic, bein' honest with myself

I've tried bein' optimistic but it doesn't seem to help

So I'll just have to admit this is the hand that I've been dealt

I'm not bein' pessimistic, just bein' honest with myself”

They were thankful to Pandora, who had taught them to sing in an effort to train his ghostly wail, for realising he was taking on the form and habits of a triton. 

“I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

They poured all the hurt, betrayal, anger and loneliness into their voice, allowing them to release it all in a more melodic call than his previous wail. That, as pandora explained, had been an unhealthy burst of emotion and they were lucky they hadn’t blown out their vocal cords the last few times they used it. 

“I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it”

Through their practice they found they could influence emotions but not out right control them. They were glad, influencing them was bad enough, he didn’t want to manipulate anyone. They didn’t want to spend their life wondering if the people around them truly cared or if they had somehow manipulated them into caring. They may me a budding empath but they still struggled to tell the difference between a sincere emotion and a projected emotion.

“You only get that which you're given, it's not always up to you

Not every Sunday is a picnic 'cause the sky ain't always blue

You can't just change the weather by changing your point of view

Some days you have to wait until the storm just passes through”

Danny’s voice grew louder as their emotions poured out into the lyrics. They knew they still had their friend, their sister, Elle and everyone in the Infinite Realm. They were also the Half Ghost son of ghost hunters and scientist with a heavy bias against Ecto-entities. They will be the rulers of an entire realm in only a few short years.

“I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

They gave a bitter sweet smile as they watched the wisps duck and weave between the ice crystals. They looked around for their ducks and their smile turned a little more sad as they waved their hand and the little ducks joined the dancing lights and crystals. Each one was modelled after his favourite comic book vigilante. They’d had to save them from the dump truck once, they’d been looking for them when he’d asked his parents, their father had made an off hand comment about how he should throw out old toys and they’d panicked. They’d manage to find and save them all just before the truck arrived.

“So like a boat on the ocean, I'll rock with the waves

God, I'm so sick of this notion that I have to fake

Fake my emotions and pretend I'm okay

So like a boat on the ocean, I'll just rock with the waves”

Jazz had bought them for them, after they had told her about being gender fluid and pan, they were probably one of their most treasured possessions. Jazz had gone on a whole spiel about how it’s important that she show support and provide a safe and understanding environment. They hadn’t been listening, they’d been crying. To caught up in their overflowing emotions and happiness. It lasted a day, their parents had been less than understanding, with their passive-aggressive comments and actions. 

“I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

Their frown returned. They had shot them, that in itself wasn’t unusual, as Phantom. Isn’t that a sad thought. What was was that there had been no prior warning. It was a sniper shot, from their mother. Only their heightened hearing and instinct had saved them from ending up dead dead instead of a Halfa. That bothered him

“I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

They returned to humming the last notes of their song as the dunked under the water to rinse off. They popped back up and gathered their ducks, floated up out of the spring and laughed as the wisps twirled around him. They landed on the ground, allowing their legs to form and walked off into the forest, dancing lights trailing after them. Completely unaware of their watchers.

*****

The shadows slunk away to report their findings. While two birds hesitantly returned to their temporary nest, One worried and wanting to help the being that reminded him so much of his younger siblings. The other having felt a connection to a being that had shared similar experiences, someone they wanted to help and if they wanted to end the beings loneliness… that was no one’s business but their own. Both slept little that night, both determined to find the being again and offer what they could to help.

*****

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There is☝️ a town🏙 in north ontario🔝🇨🇦 With dream 🛌💤💭 comfort memory💞💭 to spare In my mind,☝️🧠 I still need a place to go☝️🤔👉🗺🚶‍♂️All my changes were there🔃🔄🏙 Blue, blue windows behind the stars💫🌟💙🪟Yellow moon on the rise🌕🌇 Big birds flying 🪽🦅🕊🦜🐦‍⬛🌌across the sky Throwing shadows on our eyes⛱️👁 Leave us helpless, helpless, helpless😣😷🤒 Baby can you hear me now? 🙉☝️🤔(Helpless, helpless, helpless😣😷🤒)The chains are locked⛓️🔓 and tied across the door🚪Baby, sing with me somehow 🎙🎶😞(helpless, helpless, helpless😣😷🤒)

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𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

pairing: minho x felix (minlix)

genre: idol!minho/idol!felix. introvert minho & extrovert felix. literally grumpy and sunshine troupe. hurt/comfort. angst!! fluff. pining galore. slightly suggestive at some points. minho pov. confession au! minho is soo fucking whipped for felix it's hilarious sksk-

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. mild thematic elements. the angst is FELT in this one. hurt feelings and misunderstandings abound. minho is soo fucking whipped for felix it's hilarious sksk-

word count: 3.5k

summary: although they were complete opposites, minho and felix got along perfectly - fit together like the two halves of a silvery moon. at least, that's what minho had initially thought for years, until felix suddenly starts outright avoiding him.

a/n: this one's on the pure, angsty side of things ya'll. a little bit suggestive, but nothing too spicy. 🫣 I'm srsly abt to kms over this entire thing, I'm literally losing my fucking MIND over how good this shit is??? 😭😫 also, their perf at lola?? yeah, it's gonna take me at LEAST 30 full business days to get over that shit. 😃👍🏼 ANYWAYS .... if ya'll are looking for more minlix content from me, check out the series on ao3 that this oneshot is apart of... it's pretty much nsfw for now, but I plan to write more angsty/fluffy stuff for it in the future as well!! 🤡

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It was a universally known fact that Lee Minho was a total and complete introvert. 

  A textbook one, to be honest. 

  Hating big crowds, quiet in group settings. You know, the usual traits for an introvert. 

  And everyone around him seemed to know this fact. They all acknowledged it and respected his boundaries. The boys always took into account his needs and his limits and never pushed him to the brink. 

  Even if the teasing could sometimes get a bit out of hand. 

  At least, everyone except Lee Felix knew about Minho's introverted ways. 

  Or perhaps, the younger male realized it but just failed to take into account the way he should treat Minho differently from the rest. 

  So instead of avoiding inviting Minho out to big parties, Felix was always the first to ask him to join. 

  And how could Minho ever possibly say no to him... to that face? 

 With that cute, little pouty mouth and those constellations of freckles and those starry eyes? 

  Usually, Minho almost always gave in to Felix's requests. 

  He was under no obligation to do so, though. They were only bandmates. Only best friends. 

  Nothing else. 

  But sometimes, when he was persuaded to go out on the town with Felix, that small voice in the back of his head would make its appearance. Telling Minho that he should just confess his feelings. That he should just admit to what he was thinking about Felix. 

  Yeah, he only thought about such things sometimes... 

  The dark, twisted musings he often had of the younger, turquoise-blue-haired male definitely didn't bubble up into his head regularly. 

  No, definitely not... 

  Nevertheless, Felix seemed to continually live in ignorant bliss about Minho's introverted ways. Almost like, his life was so bright and full of sunshine, that he couldn't see anything past his extroverted way of thinking. 

  This became apparent by how fucking talkative he was. 

  Especially at the end of the day, when their schedules were done and they had arrived home at the dorm. 

  Felix always seemed to trap Minho when Seungmin and Jeongin were away, either busy getting ready for bed or watching a tv show in their respective bedrooms. 

  Like a spider catching a wee fly in its web, Felix would corner Minho throughout their shared dorm - whether it was in the kitchen, living room, or bathroom. 

  The conversations were always pretty mindless, with him usually rambling off about the day's activities. And almost all of the time, Minho just listened. 

  Never interrupting, never stopping him. 

  Sure, he was really fucking tired from the workday.

  And sure, he kind of wanted to unwind in his own space... get lost in his head, and stay in the silence that he loved so much. 

  But he also kind of loved the conversations. 

 Albeit, they were quite one-sided, although Felix didn't seem to mind one bit. 

 To be honest, he didn't even seem to notice Minho's quietness most of the time. 

  He'd just follow Minho around the house, chatting up a storm, gesturing with his tiny hands elatedly. 

  And the older male would just nod fondly and hum when he deemed it necessary. 

  So just like that, they fell into a routine. 

  A unique rhythm. 

  Where Felix was allowed to prattle on for hours at the end of the way, and Minho got accustomed to de-stressing with the sound of his voice in the background. 

  Just the sound of his deep, rumbly voice after a long day, stretching on and on, seemed to do something intoxicating to Minho's brain. 

  Caused an infection to spread like wildfire. 

  And soon enough, he found it hard to fall asleep late at night if he didn't get a chance to hear how Felix's day had gone. 

  It was relaxing, to hear him chat about everything. It lulled Minho into a dream-like state, softening his harder edges and making his muscles sink into a sleepy pile of limbs. 

  That's how the two of them ended up in the dorm's kitchen late one night, with Minho calmly cooking up a shrimp pasta dish for dinner while Felix sat on a nearby barstool, talking about his day. 

  "Minji said that I should try like, a neon purple colour for our next comeback..." He trailed off, the sound of Minho chopping up an onion overtaking the lull of stillness between them. "What do you think, Hyung? I don't know if I would-"

  Minho stopped chopping then, staring up at him with a faint smile, "Lix, you look amazing in any colour. Don't stress about it, yeah?" And he watched, as the happiness brightened up Felix's entire face in the form of a huge grin. Minho's heart beat wildly against his ribcage just at the sight of it, thumping painfully loud in his ears and drowning out all other sounds.

  "Thanks, Hyung. I can always count on you to give it to me straight..." Then he kept talking, and all the while the older male continued to prepare dinner for them.

  He was used to the routine. 

  He liked the routine the two of them had. 

  Loved the habits they were forming together late into the night. 

  So then, months later, upon the sudden stark change in Felix's demeanor, it was like Minho's entire world shifted on its axis. 

  No longer would the younger boy come home and seek him out immediately. 

  Instead, Minho would oftentimes find him holed up in his room, playing video games on his computer or watching TikToks snuggled up in his bed. 

  No longer did Felix lean against the kitchen counter and tell him all about his feelings on their newest activities while Minho cooked dinner for everyone. 

  Instead, Minho would catch a glimpse of him hunched over at the kitchen table, nose buried in a book as he quickly scarfed up a plain bowl of rice and a fried egg. 

  No longer did the blue-haired man sit next to Minho on the living room couch late into the night, mindlessly commenting on the characters in the drama that they were watching together. 

  Instead, Minho would notice him curled up in the corner of the living room's armchair, laptop on the coffee table as he engrossed himself in the newest American action movie.

  And it really fucking hurt. 

  To fall out of such a routine. 

  To realize how much he relied on it all. 

  How much he relied on Felix.

  To miss it so much, that he could feel his heart squeezing painfully each second Felix spent his nights away from him. 

  Almost like, he was avoiding Minho altogether. 

  Minho would lie awake in bed late at night, just staring mindlessly up at the ceiling. His mind and heart racing in tandem as he tried to recall the moment when things had gone amiss. 

  Did he say something? 

  Did he do something wrong? 

  He knew that Felix was a sensitive soul, which was why he always treated him delicately. 

  He treated him differently than he did the other members. 

  And every night, he could never come up with a solid conclusion as to why things had gone south. 

  When finally, things came to a head. 

  It was after a painfully grueling night in the practice room that Minho came home to a dark, hushed dorm. He was exhausted - both mentally and physically. 

  All he wanted at that moment was to lay his eyes on him - to hear his voice, soothing all of his worries from the day away. Like dark chocolate melting in a warm saucepan. 

  The others were still out, finishing up their schedules for the night. And the dorm felt barren and void of all life. 

  Except, as Minho stepped out of the entryway, he noticed the single overhead light of the stovetop flicked on. There was Felix, perched atop the granite countertop, a white porcelain bowl in his hand. 

  He didn't even notice that the older male was home. He was so focused on eating his cereal that he failed to hear the sound of Minho's gym bag plopping down on the marble floor. 

  Just like that, Minho's weak heart finally came to a standstill. Breaking irrevocably. 

  The shards that he was left with stirred around inside of his chest painfully, seeming to stab his lungs as he slowly approached the kitchen. 

  It hurt to breathe. 

  Hurt to walk. 

  Even still, he managed to push through the agony of it all.  

  It was only then that Felix looked up and caught sight of him. He offered him a fleeting smile, "Oh- hi, Hyung. I didn't see you there." He said, just as he shoveled in another spoonful of cereal, swinging his legs back and forth in the air nonchalantly. 

  Minho remained silent for one beat, 

  Two beats, 

  Three beats. 

  Destroyed heart clambering in his chest, exhaustion overtaking his entire mind, shoulders slumping in defeat. 

  "Why don't you do it anymore?" 

  The words came out soft and wobbly, barely above a whisper. Minho was speaking like someone else was in the room - like the others were lingering around. 

  But it was just them. 

  With Felix sitting atop the kitchen countertop and Minho but a few steps away, at a standstill, spine completely frozen. 

  "W-What?" Felix asked, dark brows furrowing in confusion. He had no idea what Minho was talking about. 

  Of course, he wouldn't. 

  It's not like they talked about it. 

  Hell- they barely even talked at all. Hadn't in what felt like fucking months. 

  "You barely even give me the time of day anymore," Minho started, voice a little shaky as his hands trembled at his sides. He had to force his fists into balls, to stop them from quivering so badly. "Barely say ten words to me all day." He didn't want to say it. Didn't want to point out the elephant in the fucking room. But it was too obvious to avoid anymore. Too painful to brush under the rug. "What happened, Lix? What happened to all of those nights when we'd talk and have fun together?" 

  "You mean when I'd talk." 

  His words cut through Minho like a knife. The pointed edge of them icy against his flesh, tearing him up in a cruel kind of way. 

  "No, I mean-"

  Felix took in a deep sigh, before placing his bowl of cereal down on the countertop next to him. He sat back a little bit so that he could get a clear view of the crimson-haired man. He leveled the elder with a serious face, brows still furrowed and that pretty pink mouth pressed into a firm line. "I was always the one talking, Minho. You barely said two words most of the time." 

  The use of his name caused the hurt to swish in Minho's stomach, forcing him to feel miserably queasy at that moment. Because Felix never called him that. 

  "I don't know what-" He began, but was cut off by Felix holding a small hand up in the air. 

 His eyes, which were locked with Minho's, said it all. 

  He was already done with the conversation. He had said all that he wanted to. 

  There was just... nothing there anymore. 

  "It's fine, Hyung. Really. You don't have to apologize or anything. I get it." He said, voice dull and lifeless. 

  Where was the Lee Felix that Minho had grown to love? 

  Where was the bright ball of sunshine that he had matured right alongside with? 

  Where was he? 

  Because this Felix- the one with a cool gaze and a deep-set frown, was not his Felix. 

  "You really don't get it, do you?" Minho said, tone faint and wavering. He was nearing Felix then, watching as the younger halted in his place. Spine going rigid, he sat up a little straighter. 

  And then Minho was just before him, placing his arms on either side of Felix's hips, palms pressing into the chilly marbled countertop. Caging the younger man in, and staring down at him with a wildly-beating destroyed heart and a huge lump forming in his throat. 

  Felix turned his head up, catching his gaze with wide eyes. The cotton-candy pink of a flush was already traveling up the milky skin of his neck, pooling into his cheeks and casting a bright red galaxy against his freckles. Already, he was getting flustered from their proximity. 

  "Do you even realize how it is for me?" The words were slipping free from Minho's mouth in the next beat. He felt Felix's warm breath fan against his face from how close they were. "I can't fucking breathe for even a second if you're not around. I can't think, I can't speak, I can't function properly." Just as Felix's mouth was opening to cut in, Minho continued his spiel. "If I don't see you- lay my eyes on this fragile little body or this pretty little face, I fucking fall apart. If I don't hear your voice, I can't sleep all night." 

  Minho was moving after that, and before he even realized what he was doing, he was leaning further into Felix, hand coming up to his face and fingers tracing against the line of his jaw. Gently, he cupped his chin, the pad of his thumb brushing against his puffy pink bottom lip.  

  Their gazes caught just then, and Minho could sense the feelings raging just beneath the surface of Felix. And Minho thought that he also probably looked quite similar in the younger's eyes. 

  "So you can hate me and you can loathe me and you can despise me," Minho began in a breathless whisper, "But don't ever avoid me again. Otherwise, I'll suffocate and die a slow and painful death." 

  He couldn't seem to pull his hand away from the younger's face, even when it grew so hot to the touch, it felt like his palm was about to burn up in a scorch of hot flames. Even when a slight, painful squeak fled from between Felix's lips. 

  Almost like, this hurt him just as much. 

  "I never hated you," he murmured back, tone registering low. The sound of it rumbled out, cascading across the shell of Minho's ears and shooting a violent shiver down the length of his spine. "I could never- not when I fucking love you so much. And I... I was avoiding you because I was scared. Scared of what you thought of me- and my loose mouth."

  Minho kept silent, thumb continuing to press against his lip, soothing Felix as the feelings and thoughts started to spill out of him like a magical elixir trickling out of a stunning glass tincture. 

  "Someone told me about you- about your true personality, and how you're reclusive and stuff. And I- I got scared, that you hated all of our late nights together and you hated how much I talked. And then I noticed how quiet you always were and I thought that maybe it was better if I just stayed away and let you have your space after work. I didn't want to burden you anymore and-"

  "Kitten, you're never a burden to me," Minho cut in, hand finally pulling away from Felix's lips and trailing towards his hair. He pushed some of the shock-blue locks behind his delicate ear, and something tiny and fiery stirred in the pit of his stomach at the mewl that he heard Felix creak out from the nickname alone. "Just because I'm so different from you, doesn't mean I don't enjoy your company. And just because I don't talk all the time, doesn't mean I hate you for talking to me after work." 

  At that, Felix stared up at him with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. "Y-You enjoy my company?" His voice trailed off into the distance softly, his eyes fluttering closed at the way Minho's fingers raked across his scalp. 

  Slowly, he pulled at his blue roots, forcing Felix's eyes open again so that Minho could see the look in them as he finally spoke the words he had been stirring over for what felt like a fucking millennium. 

  "I adore it, Lix. I can't live without it, to be honest," he confessed, flashing the younger a meek smile. And at that moment, Felix looked so perfect. So vulnerable and adorable all at the same time. "Fuck- I need to kiss you right now. Can I? Please..." 

  Felix gaped up at him, the overhead kitchen light sparkling in his eyes like a million different constellations all at once. Like he was in complete awe of the situation at hand, and he couldn't wrap his head around the fact that everything was happening to him just then. 

  "Yes- yes, a thousand times yes." He cried desperately in that cute, small voice of his. 

  And then nothing else mattered, as Minho held onto his jaw, tilting Felix's head upwards as he connected their lips. Like they were meant to never separate, they fit each other perfectly. 

  In an instant, Felix was melting into the feel of Minho's mouth wrapped around his. His hands came up around the elder's waist, digging into the fabric of his t-shirt and drawing him ever closer. Minho's tongue dragged across his bottom lip, and soon, teeth were bumping against teeth as they tasted one another. Felix groaned, fingers clutching on tight to Minho as he teased him with his kisses right there in the middle of the kitchen.

  The kiss was ethereal and perfect and everything Minho had always dreamed of. 

  And when they broke apart to catch their breaths, a messy string of saliva connecting them, Felix stared up at him with vast eyes and flushed cheeks, and a faint smile. 

  "Has anyone ever told you how fucking beautiful you are, kitten?" Minho mused off, fingertips ghosting across his smattering of freckles.

  The cerulean-haired male giggled softly, hands bunching up the fabric of Minho's shirt and dragging him closer so that he could wrap his legs around his waist. "Yeah, but you've never done it before." 

  "Well, now I'm saying it," Minho began, lips ghosting over his nose as he kissed it. "Pretty," he continued on his path, kissing either of his rosy cheeks. "Gorgeous," his mouth trailed up to his forehead, brushing the locks of blue there aside. "Stunning." 

  Then he stopped just at Felix's mouth again, hovering, breathing warmth against his lips. 

  "W-Will you c-call me that again?" Felix suddenly blurted out quietly, the words tumbling from him at a rushed pace. The way he stuttered nervously, like a young schoolboy confessing to his crush, did something funny to Minho's heart. Brought the shattered pieces back together, in a jumbled mess. 

  Minho could already feel the smirk spreading across his face, as he pondered over the idea. "Hmm..." He tapped a finger against his chin, to seem like he was mulling it over. When in reality, he'd give the entire world for Felix if he asked for it. He'd lasso the moon down from the night sky and gift it to the younger male if he wanted it badly enough. "Only if you're a good boy for me." His eyes flicked towards Felix's, catching the way the furious bloom of crimson erupted across his face and flooded into the tips of his ears. "You think you can do that for me? Be a good boy for Hyung?" 

  His head of blue hair was already moving up and down, as he nodded furiously. Teeth peeking out in a cheeky grin, he spoke in a fleeting voice. "Yes, I can be really fucking good... but only for you, Min." 

  That automatically made Minho's heart melt, dripping like cool water in his entire chest. The love he held for the younger male coursed through his veins then, lighting up his nervous system and making him see in full colour as he tilted into Felix. 

  Mouth pressing against the pulse point of the column of his neck, Minho shuttered out in a deep whisper. "Such a pretty kitten..." His lips attached to the warm flesh there, teeth sucking faintly and leaving a light violet bruise in the wake of his attention. He continued making his way down Felix's neck, loving the way the younger's fingers automatically carded through his locks, pushing him closer to his skin. "And all mine, too." 

  Felix squirmed against him then, moaning faintly at Minho's words. They were both suggestive and true to what he honestly felt for Felix. 

  And in that moment, other, dark thoughts flashed across the forefront of his mind too. 

  Visions of his sweet angel Felix, wriggling underneath him. 

  Fragile, petite limbs tangled up in bedsheets, 

  Skin flushed that pretty pink shade that always drove Minho so wild. 

  That delicate, small mouth of his, opened up in a filthy way, as the ecstasy fell from his lips in garbled sounds. 

  Minho knew that all of his deepest, darkest fantasies would one day come true. Would one day take place in the future. 

  And all because Felix had dared to talk to him late at night after their schedules. 

Fin.

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Zayne: Moonlit Spoilers below!

Memory Reaction!

Okay so we gave a Jade, and it's freaky.

Oh were going on a trip with Zayne fun

Wait. What do you mean that tunnel wasn't there before 😭.

Ain't no way we isekaied. WE DID. AINT NO WAY WE TIME TRAVELED. What in the fanifc. What in the a03!

Oooh yeah get that bag sis. Though how much is 5 cents in this world.

How does this job work tho like without the evol as a History Major now I'm curious 🤔

Oh shit we got separated. Damn how we lose my man so quickly 🙏🏾 😭

Wait. Sick Girl.... Doctor? *Brain making that connection immediately* Awww fuck yeah my boo is around here somewhere

Also how he already get a boat????

Zaynnnnne 💙 ❄️ *fan girl rolling*

AWWWW HE WAS LOOKING FOR MEEEE. Also did he think I would still be in my modern clothes 😭 (He has no faith in us)

Why I think your v neck would be higher until the Kindled. Like I don't mind the view but old century propriety got thrown out ig

NOT THE DOCTOR RP AGAIN, we wild for this one.

New goal find pendant gotcha.

Awwww he carried us! Not the wet shoes tho.

Damn not us walking out the shop. This game got a little too real with that one. I be mad embarrassed

LOL old man is blind as a bat! Or did Zayne inhabit a past life's body????

Zayne the Roleplayer/Con Artist

He is getting a little to good at this

Lol he took one look at me and decided he didn't want to know

DAMN ZAYNE NOT THE ELOPEMENT STORY. GET THIS MAN AWAY FROM THE C DRAMAS XD

"So you elope", LMFAO get this Old man's VA a raise XD

Awwe the domestic life. Going to pick up the hubby from work

Benno is a cute kid/and a gossip

Aww he got hurt. Art is pain or sum shit

Damn a time travel date, here we go!!!!

He is talking a little too smart for me

"Look at Me" Homie you don't need to tell me. I haven't looked away from your chest once

Nah we BOLD BOLD, HIS LAP.

Carving project date commence

Oooh pretty moon

He is out like a light

Let's mess with him den ig

Damn I will be buying this man lipgloss when we get back

Were you ever alseep???

Yall ain't gonna be carving nunthing.

Mc and Zayne are the most horny on main-

Damn we got sent flying. Did the boat rock that badly?

AWWW THE ROCKING IN THE PREVIEW WAS THE BOAT. *Betrayed*

Ooh I'm the Moon! Love that for me. But also I don't like the imagery associated with in Chinese culture 😭 . That Chang'e movie that came out (Over the Moon) psychically hurts me

Yeah nothing is getting done tonight

Now Kiss (not the cutaway, we back to that????)

Awww not him "nervously" why they put that in air quotes? Idk? waiting for the Jade judgement

HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO OUR MINDS WERE IN FACT NOT CLEAR AT ALL SHIFU

YEAH BE EMBARRASSED For two people who aren't into PDA yall be throwing it in people's faces (....maybe they are into pda now that I think about it)

Lol we went back and bought that poor man's bracelet. Happy ending for him

[pleaseitsjustrae0nly]

Can you please do a Zane X jack frost daughter reader basically the reader is the daughter of jack frost the reader is half spirit and immune to the cold and can control ice and at first it confuses them because there is supposed to only be one master of ice but the quickly told them she the daughter of jack frost to clear up the confusion and Zane falls in love with the reader and he convinces his felling for the reader and the reader accept them (do to the reader being half spirit she is immortal and well everyone knows that Zane is also immortal the version of jack frost in this is from rise of the guardians)

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE! I love jack frost, so this will be fun! This was my favourite to write, ty so much for letting me write this 💙 this story is a bit longer than I thought so... yeah!

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Your my own snow fall.

A Zane x Jack Frost Daughter! Reader. Uses she/her. Fluff, Comfort, family argument, mention of an oc (4 the mom) and slight swearing!

"BUT MOOOOOM! Dad said I could go out this winter with him!" You whined, you were in a pale baby blue hoodie and some grey leggings. "Not tonight. May I remind you, YOU promised you'd help me bake your favourite dessert for the meet up, didn't you?"

"Leilani, she can help you when we come back. We won't be gone for too long!" Your father, Jack Frost argued with his beloved.

It was always like this whenever it was winter season. Your mother Leilani, the guide to all flora, and your father, Jack Frost, the personification of winter.

"Jack, the last time you brought her with you ended in complete disaster!" Your mother said as she tended to the plants in your home. "She was fine! Besides that was years ago, our daughter can now grow icey flowers now and fly in the wind, just like us!" You nodded, you were always a daddy's girl. You loved your mom, but sometimes, she can be overprotective. "She MAY be able to, but she's only flew through the spring winds and early winter winds. THESE ARE LATE WINTER WINDS JACK, THEY ARE STRONGER THAN THE ONES SHE'S TRAINED ON."

"... you didn't tell her?" You ask your dad, he was sweating. He didn't tell your mom that you've been secretly flying in the late winter winds with his permission. "Tell me what." Your mother was death staring both of you. "uhhh... WE'LL BE BACK IN A BIT, LOVE YOU HONEY!"

"JACK I SWEAR ON THE MAN IN THE MOON-" your mother's cursing lowered as you and your dad flew through the strong winds. You and your dad flew over the village and then began ascending into the clouds where you started to glide smoothly over the fluffy condensed masses of air and water.

"You're so dead when we get back dad.", "HA! I'm dead? We're both dead! May I remind you, you were the one who started flying in the strong winds without BOTH OF US knowing, be grateful it was me who heard you smack yourself into a tree."

You were both laughing and joking around when you both heard screams coming from below. "Dad? Can we-", "No 'we' sweetheart. Just me, you stay somewhere high up okay?", "But dad-", "Sweetheart, no. Your mom is already going to kill me for not telling her, who knows what she'll do if she found out I let you fight with me?"

You sighed, allowing yourself to sit on a tall building. You were in a completely new area. Your mom was right, these winds were stronger, it felt like you were just flying for 15 minutes. The signs were written in some characters, you glanced around to try and find the name of the city when a blimp flew over with a message flashing on it: "WELCOME TO NEW NINJAGO CITY, THE CITY THAT'S ALWAYS CHANGING."

"huh, Ninjago. Dad never told me about this place." you started to swing your feet, you started to create snowflakes and blow them through the city streets. You would usually create them with your dad but he was busy helping in whatever that situation was.

It's been like, 10 minutes? 15? Either way, it's been a bit too long since your dad left to assist in whatever that situation was. Your dad isn't the type to just leave you alone in an unknown city, your mom would kill him and he loves you too much. "Where the hell is he..."

"Excuse me miss, you shouldn't be sitting there. It's dangerous." a male voice spoke. It you lifted your staff (that your parents gifted you) at the man, he had a mask covering everything except his eyes, his icey glowing eyes. "Oh, sorry... I'm just waiting for my dad." you lower your staff, 'his eyes are pretty...'

"I see, but why on the rooftop?" he asks, "Well, he just said to wait for him here." you sat down on the concrete floor and staring at the mysterious masked boy. "Did he say where he was going?", "We heard screaming so he went to check it out.", "Really? Where from?", "Uhhh, like down those alleys I think?"

You pointed to where you think the screams came from. You didn't want to say you were flying over, but then something clicked. HE COULD SEE YOU. "Uhm, how did you see me up here anyway?", "I saw your silhouette." No one is suppose to see you unless they believe in either your mom or dad...

"Well...uhm." the winds howled, through the cold night. "Aren't you cold miss?" you shook your head, just praying to the man in the moon that your dad would come and pick you up soon. And seems like your prayers were heard for a gust of cold wind whooshed behind you. "Sorry sweetheart, I got held up by some dumb pajama people. They think I harmed the townsfolk and..." He saw the guy next to you, "Y/N, step away from him.", "Dad?", "Step. Away. From. My. Daughter."

"Sir I think there's a misunder *static*... what?" his hand was placed next to his ear. "Sweetheart we have to go, NOW." you start making your way to your father when the boy in white spoke again, "Who are you..." Your father then grabbed your wrist and jumped off the building.

"DAD WHAT THE FUCK?" You quickly adjusted into your gliding position and began yelling at your father. "They started attacking me sweetheart, it's not safe there.", "Dad, what do you mean? Your Jackfrost, the personification of winter! How are you a threat?"

"...They could use elements, one had water, the others were earth, fire, and lightning. There was another, they used some sort of Green..." He said, "And the white one?", "No clue, but i'm not staying to find out."

The silence made the trip seem longer than it was coming. You and your father arrived to see your mother happily laying out some dinner and taking what seemed to be her famous Lemon Ginger Cookies. "Well you two are back earlier than expected, something happened?" You were about to tell your mom what happened but your dad... "Nothing, the winds were a bit weak so we weren't able to travel that far. Anyway! What did you make? It smells good as usual."

You didn't really mind your dad flirting or sweet talking your mom, but at that moment, you wanted to punch him in his cold face. he has lied for you so much, your worried the trust that your mom and dad have might break. "Y/N sweetie? Aren't you gonna eat?", "Huh? Oh yeah, sorry i couldn't help mom...", You mom patted your head "It's okay, I should give you a little more freedom now that your older. But your helping me bake tomorrow, no backing out!"

The next day came, guilt was eating away at you. Sure, you've lied to your mom a few times, but dad is lying to her for YOU. You walked out of the cabin to see your dad sprinkling snow on some plants. "Dad, why did you not tell mom about what happened last night?", "Sweetie, I will tell her but not yet. She's in a really good mood and I don't want to ruin it.", "Dad, we've been lying to her for far too long, at least tell her at lunch.?" he nodded, "Hey... don't you have some baking to do?", "SHIT!" you muttered as you quickly ran inside to help your mom.

BACK IN NINJAGO...

"Guys, he's not here, and neither is his daughter." PIXAL said reviewing their body cameras. "Are all sure that he used... ice?" Zane questioned. ever since the incident last night, they were searching for the man who could control ice, along with his daughter. "Were sure Zane, he froze most of us besides Kai and Me... did she tell you where they came from?" Lloyd, the green ninja asked.

"Of course not, I was a masked stranger." Cole was still slightly shivering, "Where do you think they went?", "They're home probably." They re-watched the footage again to see what they missed, but again nothing.

"Well fuck. WHAT DO WE DO? SOME GUY WHO CAN ALSO USE ICE IS OUT THERE AND WE DOn'T KNOW WHAT HE'LL DO!" kai yelled, he had a point. They don't know what the guy uses his powers for, good? evil? they have to know...

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A week has passed, and the situation had died down. The 'man' and his daughter never showed, and there wasn't any problems with the people in ninjago so they assumed they were just travelling from somewhere. That is until one night where Zane was sitting on top of the same building where he met you.

"...I hope she's okay." he found himself talking to the wind when he felt a similar chill. "You again?!" he jumped to his feet and saw you... "It's you, the daughter of that man with ice.", "Okay that's rude. Look, I just came here to get away from home for a bit, I don't want to deal with anyone right now."

He tilted his head, you had to get away from your home? You then sat on the ledge behind him as he sat next to you. "...wanna talk about it?" he asks softly. You sigh. "It's a long story." you looked at him and he looked like he didn't care if it was a long story.

"Well, remember that time me and my dad came here? He didn't tell my mom about our encounter, and he promised he'd tell her at lunch the next day... but he didn't. My mom was the one who found out after I asked him to tell her... and she went ballistic." You lowered your head, in shame. "I've kept some things hidden from my mom, and my dad always takes the blame for it. But he hasn't been telling my mom everything. My training, the fight, all of it." Zane listened well, and put two and two together, 'then your dad must really not trust her.' he didn't say that, but he wanted too. "Have they fought before?" he asked, "Not like this, it was worse. They were both yelling, my mom was crying... I felt like I caused this, and I did. If I had told my mom before everything, maybe this wouldn't have happened."

"Would your mother have reacted badly?", "At first, maybe. But she's understanding... god I should have told her from the start... I'm horrible." you began to form ice on the edge, and Zane took notice. "She might never forgive my dad... they may even separate... this all my fault." tears began to roll down your cold cheeks, whilst more ice began to form on the ledge.

"They loved each other... and now, they might never love again... all because I didn't tell her from the beginning."

Zane saw the ice grow, he shouldn't be this shocked. It was a possibility you inherited the ice abilities from your father, and it seemed to revolve around your emotions. "Would you like to hear my honest opinion on the situation?" he asks, ignoring the ice. "Yes please, *sniff*" you wiped your tears.

"You should have told her everything. She's your mother, trust and honesty are one of the main structures a relationship relies on to stay healthy and sturdy. You knew that, yet you still kept it hidden. You had the right to not tell her, but she should know when her own daughter was in a situation and was nearly hurt." He began to form ice around where he sat, making a sculpture of a flower, "Your mother has every right to be upset at both you and your father. You broke her trust, just because you both are dear to her does not mean it will repair quickly. Trust is earned, not given."

He handed you the flower, "I would like to start over, I'm Zane. Master of ice. You are?" you held the flower with your cold hands, looking up at the now unmasked boy, revealing a steel exterior, paired with teal eyes. "Y/N, the daughter of Jack Frost. An honor to meet you Zane."

After the proper introduction, you hung with Zane on top of the building for another hour, talking about both of your powers, family, friends and immortality.

He gave you the confidence to head back home and apologize to your mother about keeping things from her. And promised to return to Zane to hang out once everything was sorted out.

A week had passed, Zane returning to the top of the building every night, just to check if you had arrived. It usually brings him disappointment when not seeing you, even after waiting 10 minutes.

But on a Sunday night, he was about to leave when he felt a similar wind behind him. He turned and was met with a hug, you were hugging him. You finally released him from your strong grip, and smiled at him.

You told him what had happened that week. You and your dad both apologized to your mother that same night after their argument. She did give them both the silent treatment.

But in the end, they reconciled. The air is slightly tense still but it's slowly returning back to normal in your family home.

"Thank you Zane, I'm sorry I wasn't able to hang out with you this week.", "Don't worry about it. After all...

We have all of our life to be with each other."

JESUS THIS TOOK FOREVER IM SORRY

[voided-selfships]

💭➿️♠️! @ghost--girlfriend

@ghost--girlfriend

I'M DOING WINTER KING FOR THIS!

💭: You like to daydream about the two of you to

Fly Me to the Moon [Frank Sinatra] or! Once Upon a December [Anastasia]

➿: You imagine mutual pining to

Dream a Little Dream of Me [Doris Day] or My Favourite Things [Pentatonix]

♠️: Describes your relationship

The Moon Will Sing [The Crane Wives]

[barris-events]

Fanworks Masterlist

Fanfiction 🌛

💙 links to AO3, some fics have additional links to previews and/or moodboards on tumblr for reblogging purposes 💙

just_two_blokes

As fine as a silken thread / tumblr / M

The sparks on the moon / tumblr / T

The flowers that bloom in my soul / tumblr / T

Take my tired heart into your loving hands / tumblr / T

Nialuna/artistamateurieuse

In Each Petal A World Of Love / moodboard & preview/ G

wildamongwolves/camedownonamoonbeam

The Curious Case of the Pilfered Pottery / T

A Rosewater Affair / M

strigiday_glauce

The Scars of the Moon / E

Infinity2020

By the light of the silvery moon / tumblr / M

Waking up / tumblr / T

Romantika/singingman55

Calm of mind / tumblr / G

junkshopdisco

The Path to Shore / moodboard & preview / T

Jolie_Black

Men Like Us / moodboard & preview / G

Naevery

At Last / tumblr / M

ThornyWildRose

Believe In Love / M

Leelajoy716

Mizar and Alcor / G

J_Dtou/jackboyjack

I Can See You're Lonely Down There / tumblr / T / Good Omens Crossover

Fanart 🌛

💙 links to tumblr unless otherwise specified 💙

Melodivita

Silvery moon is shining through the trees / G

A redrawing of Thomas and Richard dancing / G

saeculorum_art/saeculorum

How close you are, how far / AO3 / up to M

The same works individually on tumblr:

● I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me" / And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold

● The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.

● I really wanna stop, but I just got the taste for it / I feel like I could fly with the boy on the moon

● Your hands, like no-one else’s / the ring around the blue of your eyes / lift all the sighs out of me / like the memory of something beautiful: / the moon, how close you are, how far.

shiro-b

Barris kissing / G

Thomas and Richard / G

Two ordinary blokes / G

So you can think of me 'til we meet again? / T

月明りをよけて / approx. tr. Avoiding the moonlight / G

hokahokadog

Kiss / G

Other fanworks 🌛

💙 links to tumblr (and AO3) 💙

Moodboards by Infinity2020

I'll be there when you want me / AO3 / T

And suddenly all the songs from the chirping birds were about you / AO3 / G

Bye and Bye / AO3 / T

Blue Moon / AO3 / G

Pic & quote edits by camedownonamoonbeam

At the harvest fair / G

I heard somebody whisper “Please adore me” / And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold / G

Edit and Spotify playlist by junkshopdisco

Summer kisses floating on the breeze / G

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[foreverrandomwritings]

Hi again! I have another request for your celebration! How about do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? (2) and resting your head gently on their shoulder (1) with Bob Floyd? 💙❤️

Happy Birthday

Summary: 2 prompts from my mini celebration. This is also a gift for @wkndwlff thank you for being such an awesometastic person!💙🥳

Pairing:Robert “Bob” Floyd x Fiancé!Reader

Warnings:Fluff, drinking(all of age), illusions to smut if you squint and I think that’s it. Kinda 18+

Wordcount:1483

Masterlist

Bob had had this whole week planned out down to every last detail. Your birthday was something he took very seriously. Unfortunately he had missed your last birthday due to a deployment. So he made sure to make up for it this year. He had just gotten back from a deployment and was on the last week of a 3 week leave. So he didn't need to worry about getting time off. He had made sure you had off work for the week as well. Though being an author between books you could make your own schedule. 

You and Bob had doordashed food from your favorite restaurant deciding to stay in and watch X-Files per your usual Sunday night routine. When Bob had asked you to answer the door you hadn’t thought much of it thinking it was your food. When you opened the door to see your best friend standing on your doorstep with a suitcase you were shocked. Throwing yourself at her she barely caught you in a tight hug. Thankful she had worn shoes with good traction. After a minute you pulled back with your hands on her shoulders, mouth wide. 

“Are you just going to leave me standing here or are you going to invite me in?” She had asked you, a smile breaking out across her face. Ushering her in you went back to the living room sitting down on the couch with your Fiance. 

“How in the world did you get here?” You asked her, the surprise still evident in the way you were staring at her. She shrugged her shoulders glancing at the man sitting next to you. That had you turning your head to look at him. “Bobby, did you fly her here?” You asked him sweetly though you already knew the answer. His blue eyes shined under his government appointed glasses. A blush worked its way onto his face under your lovestruck gaze. 

“I knew how much you guys missed each other darlin. Those facetime calls just weren’t cutting it anymore so I figured I’d bring her out here to spend some time with you.” He told you his country drawl was thick from the short time he had spent at home. You felt an overwhelming rush of happiness take over you. “I got the whole week planned for us. There will be a few days that'll be just us and some just you two.”  

“What’re you going to do on the days you aren’t with Bob and I?” You asked your best friend. The worry of her just sitting around while out here worrying you. 

“Bobby boy's front seater is going to take me sightseeing.” She said with a reassuring smile on her face. You turned to Bob at that response, giving him a look. The two of you knew that they would be perfect together and had been trying to figure out a way to set them up. You were going to speak up but the doorbell rang before you could. This time Bob got up laying a hand on your knee as he did it, giving it a light squeeze as he passed you. 

“I got food for all of us, don't worry.” His blue eyes meeting your own. The rest of the night was very relaxing. You guys ate and joked around and watched X-Files. As the hands on the clock moved closer to 1am the three of you decided to retreat for the night. Bob carried the suitcase to the guest room. While the two of you cleaned up from dinner. Laying in bed that night you thanked Bob repeatedly before drifting off to sleep excited for the week ahead. 

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The week flew by in a swirl of surprises and happiness. Monday morning you woke up to flowers and a note from Bob telling you that he got you and your best best friend reservations at the fancy brunch place in town. The two of you got up and made your way there. The restaurant was amazing and had a delicious dye free sangria. Then the two of you went to the aquarium that wasn’t far from the restaurant. 

Your actual birthday was spent with Bob, the morning was simple, laying in bed lazy kisses shared. Sweet words of love whispered between touches. He had found an art exhibit that he knew you would be interested in, the inspiration was John Pollock. Then the two of you would cook dinner at home. He had planned a nice chicken parmesan pasta dish paired with a bottle of your favorite wine. 

Wednesday consisted of you, Bob, your best friend and Phoenix going on a hike. Luckily it was an overcast day and the weather wasn’t terrible so you spent the whole day on trails. A competitive game of hide and seek took place. Bob of course won, the man was a stealth pilot. The occasional snack break was taken and loads of polaroids were snapped. 

Your favorite day however was Thursday. Bob and you slept in, once you woke up you had both made breakfast and Bob gave you a gift. He bought you both a set of legos. So the two of you set up shop in the living room huddled around the coffee table with music flowing in the background. The both of you had to take a break at one point. Bob had been biting his lip in concentration on a difficult part of the Legos. There was no way you were keeping your hands to yourself with the way his tongue dipped out of his mouth and soothed the area he was previously biting. 

Friday went smoothly, your best friend was meant to fly out the next night so you spent the morning with her at the beach. Then you and Bob went to go and see a movie before heading back home. Phoenix had called Bob and asked if he could come and get them from the Hard Deck. She was having car troubles and Rooster had already left with some random air bunny that made her way into the bar. The both of you had agreed to get her and your best friend. 

Pulling up to the bar it wasn’t as packed as it normally was and the two of you decided to go in and grab a drink with the group. As you reached the doors you noticed that it was pretty quiet inside the bar. But for some reason you didn’t question it and opened the doors. 

“SURPRISE!!!” was belted out from the group inside under the “Happy 28th” banner hung up from the ceiling. Then you were swarmed by people. Pats on the backs, high fives, envelopes and a couple small gifts pushed into your hands. There was a blur of dancing and singing and drinking. They had a competition to see who could tell the best dad joke, Javy had won. Bob had finally found an allergy inclusive baker who focused on baked goods void of specified allergens. He had ordered a cake, cupcakes and cookies. 

As the celebrations died down Bob had dragged you out to the beach. Laying down on one of the blankets you'd gotten as a gift you were staring up at the sky pointing out different stars and talking about the week and the highlights. Eventually you had fallen into a comfortable silence until Bob interrupted it. 

“Hey Darling?” you hummed in reply not taking your eyes from the sky, giving his hand a squeeze that was connected to yours between your bodies. “Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?” With that you giggled and turned on your side to look at him. He turned on his side as well, blue eyes clashing. 

Without answering him you brought a hand to his cheek and closed the space between you two. His hand found it’s way to the side of your neck and his thumb stroked your cheek as he deepened the kiss. He carefully laid you down before getting on top of you.

Your hands slid into his shirt feeling the taut muscles of his abdomen. He slipped a hand down to rest on your hip. As one of your hands came up to cart through his hair. The kiss became needy and passionate until you were both pulling away desperate for oxygen. He peppered your face with kisses which had you giggling before he was rolling onto his back in his previous position. He lifted an arm and wrapped it around your shoulders bringing you into his side. Gently you rested your head on his shoulder. “Thank you so much for this week Bob. I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday week.” 

“You deserve the world, Darling. I’m gonna spend the rest of my life making sure you get it.” He told you placing a kiss on your forehead.

Tags:

@wkndwlff @sylviebell

Bonus: The joke Javy won with which is a joke that I made up at about 3 in the morning 4 years ago😂

Where did the patella grow up?

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Kneebraska

(Terrible I know)

Another one I made up:

What state did the graphite go to school?

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Pennsylvania

(Also terrible I know)

A/N:Once again thank you T for being so amazing and Happy Birthday! Writing this has also helped me out of my writers block and that's really exciting!

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spot the difference 🫨

droncert but i coded it so the mic stand and drums are my friends also only a small percentage of the people that watch my videos are actually subscribed

[2/3] dream, angel of the battlefield 💫

Stuck in their own little world

DreamXD designs

Our turn to speak ‼️

123 to get put in the spotlight or something like that

drour is over and i am endlessly proud of this silly little guy

I was bored but lazy to finish this properly so…

iconic.

Now pigs are flying 🐖🪽

my favorite rockstar

A flower bath

IN LA CHILLING WITH YOUR WHAT ??

+rendered 💚

bored so have a lighting test

it’s golden hour somewhere

*gives u a dream moon cake. Happy mid-autumn festival!!🥮💚✨

They ate and left no crumbs🔥‼️

I just think it's a little funny🤭

some trad doodles :3

Congrats on your droncert tour Dream!✨🎉 You did so well I'm very proud of you😊

"people on twitter and shit being like "mic is off" fuck you, fuck you. the mic is on motherfucker, fuck you"

he kept my pride flag :’) 💚🌈

I see the limelight, I can’t describe that glow🎶

We did not let that slide

thank you for coming, thank you for watching the show💚

🍦.

中秋快乐！！🌕🥮 smiletwt family hehe

“CHILLIN WITH YOUR BAE!” ‼️🔥

Our colors blend 💚💙🧡

dream pls release this song 😭🙏

a family

dreammm save some beauty for the rest of us 🙄🙄 | afraid of myself is my fav

i dont think i could stand to be/where you dont see me

one in a minion 🍌🔆⭐️

Silly

well obviously i had to

shhh it's a cat dad and cat daughter communication

No one tell Dream I used the picture I took with him as reference after talking about how much he's inspired me to create art LMFAOOO 😁

i need a minute

I'm preparing a lil thingy t.t

has someone a better version of a dredgehog 🦔

handle with care

LA night one Polaroid 📸

he has a new cat beanie

limelight

it takes two with dnf is my favorite love story 🌱☀️

Invincible (for her) 💜

i can’t believe he let me do him like that💀💀

he was made for the stage

Shooting star in my sky.

'cause it's your show~ 💚

His head does spin

FROM NOW ON, NO MORE FUCKS GIVEN‼️🔥

[stardustbee]

Our hearts are one by @kimageddon

Again a beautiful piece by @kimageddon and one that really means much for me because it is based on something @eloquentmoon wrote for me when I was feeling really down.

Please consider on getting a comission from Kima if you get the chance!

And also give El a little visit on her blog! She is a great writer and friend 💙

So Honey did allow me to post the little snipplet! I decided to put in here untouched as it is BUT this will definitely find its way into the story of Fly me to the Moon!

And if you are thinking that this Background doesn't really look like Star Wars AT ALL, then this is what I intend to! Because Fly me to the Moon is an AU and things are different there 😘

I imagine it like that there are opportunities where you can travel with trains through the Hyperdimensonal routes!

You'll find the snippet and some close ups under the cut!

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Ayane sits on the edge of her seat, her hands gripping the arm rests so tightly that her knuckles are bone white. Her bright eyes are wide and fixed on the turbulence of the vivid blue tunnel in front of her. She watches each strand of light with wild focus, trying desperately to lose herself in the captivating swirls. The echoes of violence roar up and down her body, scars of the past ripping her apart from the inside out. The icy lick of hyperspace caresses her bare arms, and the cold air settles on and in her. The cool sensation does nothing to quench the heat of her agony, is not enough to soothe or to ease her sorrows. She feels a looming presence behind her that suddenly breaks her focus, and she knows that he is watching. She tries to relax, exhaling softly and leaning forward, strands of her long inky hair falling over her shoulders. 

"Good morning," she whispers softly. Tears threaten to fall down her pallid cheeks as she feels Maul's gloved hand rest on the back of her neck.  

His voice is rich, flooding her freezing body with the warmth she doesn't know she needs. "What troubles you, my dear Ayane?"

She is silent, and minutes pass. Her eyes slowly close, and she basks in the echo of his words, his concern. When she does not reply, Maul swiftly moves in front of her, kneeling to be at eye level with her. "You cannot speak it," he says, the reassurance of his understanding making the lump in her throat ease some. "Look at me."

She opens her eyes, and finds his golden irises staring back her, reading her. One look, and he knows. He believes. He can delve into her very core, the part of her that is him reaches out and clings on, like a frightened child desperate for familiarity.

"Your words may fail you, but your strength does not." His hand is then caressing her wet cheek, and she leans into his touch. She can feel the warmth of his palm, even through the leather of his gloves.

"Do not be disheartened, sweet Fairy. You will rise from this. You will find the words, and the strength within you will awaken once more."

She begins to nod in agreement, the fire inside of her that was raging now reduced to embers by his calm, undeterred belief. She feels the cold, the warmth, the spark.

"You are resilient," he whispers. And with those three words, he brings her back to life.

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Tagging some of you! ♡ let me know if I shall add you!

@eloquentmoon @eyecandyeoz @elledjarin @oh-three @justalittletomato @dinsverdika @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @literatureandqueen @by-the-primes @kimageddon @corona-one @book-of-baba-fett @storm89 @botherbother-blog @misogirl828 @lune-de-miel-au-paradis @inquisitorius-sin-bin @gran-maul-seizure @herbalina-of-yesteryear