#it's funny how everything is supper happy and then there's

[seneon]

waiting for hours ──── seishiro nagi x fem! reader.

about. in which, nagi awaits your arrival at home for hours. pure fluff oneshot. wc of 1.2k.

notes. this is like, the highest rated chapter in my my oneshot book in wattpad. so im slapping this in tumblr too and happy belated bday to koala boy!! for @hyoismbbg ♡

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 was the first time during this year that nagi was able to arrive home early from his football practice. and by early, earlier than the time his lover's work finishes.

he freshened himself up, ate some food in the fridge and waited. it was 8:42pm, almost an hour and a half for you to finish your work.

the football player, now playing for a professional team, was basically bored out of his mind. he could play games until you've returned, but the man had played every game in the universe.he could watch anime, movies or anything. but those would bore him instantly.

honestly, everything is boring to him nowadays. the only thing that would keep him entertained is football and you.

you were practically the same as him, a lazy person who somehow managed to be a successful writer and be in a relationship with another lazy athlete.

nagi waited and waited and waited. for what seemed like hours, he kept waiting for your presence to shine in his day. but every time he checked the clock, only a few minutes passed from the previous.

as tired as the white-haired male is, he decided to make you some simple yet cute supper, prepare your essentials for when you returned from work. nagi even set up your little table in your shared room by the window for when you read or do some planning for tomorrow.

he eventually lost track of time while trying to make everything in the house perfect so you didn't have to do anything else when you came home. an hour or so had passed, and nagi still didn't hear the door twist open.

you yawned, tired from the meeting you had at your publishing company. really, sometimes you wish you could boss around rude people and shut them up from their shitty opinions. but business is business. and rude people didn't really matter anyways.

you set everything the way it is, and stop in your tracks when you see the kitchen counter filled with a plate of delicious food.

the apartment looked pretty neat and clean too. when you looked around in suspicion and curiousity, some of the recognisable things belonging to your boyfriend were laying around freely.

that was when a smile crawled up your cheeks. your mind traveled to nagi who prepared the food and cleaned up the house— just as he walked out the room, an annoyed expression on his face.

"i thought you were never coming home, after i prepared everything for you," he pouted with a poker face, definitely disappointed at how late you arrived home.

"ah— my bad. thank you. you're home early," you shot him a lazy smile before he walked towards you and pulled you into a lazy hug, completely embracing you in his huge form.

"yeah, practice kinda got canceled because coach's wife got into trouble.”

since you were way tinier than him, you practically squished under his body, melting in the warmth of your lazy, sweet loving boyfriend.

he smelled like mint and fresh sugary frosting, from the body wash you gave to him as a present on his birthday. it was a scent that pulled you in so much it froze and destroyed all the negative comments that were written about your books.

as much as you didn't want to separate the hug, nagi gently plucked himself away from you, sternly looking into your eyes.

"eat, and go take a bath. then we can sleep together. practice might be cancelled tomorrow too if coach's wife's trouble is still ongoing.." he trailed off and shook his head. "ehh whatever just go. i made food for you without burning the kitchen and prepared stuff for you in the room."

you chuckled and nodded your head repeatedly, trying to keep in the laugh with his ridiculously sarcastic get funny words. pretty much whatever nagi said could be funny to you.

"i won't doubt your effort. thank you again," you tiptoed and gave him a quick peck on the lips, heading over to the kitchen counter to eat your supper.

the peck made nagi blush. it was the first kiss you gave him this week. it is monday night, the start of the week. and you kissed him yesterday. hah. humour. nagi keeps track of kisses he gets from you.

anyways, he wanted more kisses from you later so he watched you eat while conversing a little about both your writer job and athlete jobs.

then, he waited for you to take your bath, freshen up before you bailed out your little window corner and jumped into bed with nagi.

"thank you, sei," you thanked him again, as he buried his face into your hair, inhaling the fresh scent of your shampoo. "you've thanked me three times already. you're welcome though..."

your fingers moved to lace themselves in the soft fluffy hair of the male, moving around to ruffle and gently play with it.

nagi's hair was fairly soft, like cotton candy that would melt when it came in contact with liquid. it could even be on par with the clouds albeit you've never felt clouds before. but you just know it was more soft and fluffy than anything else.

you found it awfully cute that his love language is physical touch, so much that you often see him as a cat. and for a fact that nagi only needs and wants your attention, not from anyone else because you are everything to him.

the male hummed when your fingers played with his hair, an odd calmness filling over the mind and body of the athlete. you always managed to calm him down, physically and mentally. he loved that it was a good trait of you that he fell in love with.

"i love you," he said against your neck, his breath touching your skin as you couldn't help but smile at his words. he was random, sure, but you know when nagi was being genuine and sarcastic. now, he meant every word of it.

"i love you too," you replied softly, your fingers moving, trailing down to his cheeks to caress his chiseled jawline and softly stroke his cheeks.

such a work of art, you thought to yourself when you faced him and looked into his eyes.

how could a man be as angelic as your boyfriend?

you felt so blessed to have nagi in your life, never regretting that you made the first move for being friends and eventually he would later on give you a lazy confession that was conducted by his friend, reo.

"you're really beautiful, love," he felt himself smile when the both of you were staring into each other's eyes lovingly. "so beautiful.."

"and you're very handsome," you chuckled, going closer to his face. you kept the tiny distance for a moment, having a small time to admire nagi's grey eyes.

nagi then closed the distance between you both, his lips ever so softly closing in on yours to give you a lovely kiss.

it was filled with the purest intentions of showing how much he loves you, nothing else than an innocent kiss that was focused on appreciation and love.

you both pulled away at the same time, your arms wrapping around his neck as his own snaking around your waist to pull you close.

gosh, you love hugs when it comes to your lazy gigantic boyfriend. he always gives you the best ones.

"let's sleep now, okay?" he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, letting you reply with a nod before pulling the soft blanket over you two.

"i've been waiting for hours to cuddle you to sleep. good night, y/n.”

© SENEON 2024 ♰ do not repost, alter, or translate.

[sinistralidocious]

I wanna talk for a second about Otto Hightower and Helaena. It was just a few seconds in Season 1, Episode 8, at Viserys' Last Supper, but as an Autistic woman, it was a really nice moment to see on screen.

To be honest, I absolutely see Helaena as Autistic-Coded, its never explicitly brought up, but its clear that Helaena is different and is viewed as being different, and several of her behaviors line up with how ASD can present in women. The reason given in the books and show is that Helaena might be a "Dragon dreamer" from the old legends, but no matter how it's referred to, I always enjoy seeing Helaena on screen because I feel like she's just like me and others like me.

But what does this have to do with Otto? Again, this is something that's never really touched on in the book or show, but I love how supportive Otto is of Helaena during Viserys' Last Supper in the show.

Everyone starts toasting one another at dinner. It's awkward and a bit forced, but everyone seems to be keeping their shit together to keep the peace. And Helaena then makes her own toast, which honestly, is awkward, but genuinely sweet, and funny when she roasts Aegon unintentionally. And it's a tiny moment, but as Helaena sits down and the camera cuts to Otto, Alicent, and Viserys, you see Otto mouthing "Good" in Helaena's direction.

Like, it's just a moment where you really see a human side of Otto. He knows how anxious social settings make Helaena, and how she just wants to express her good will towards those she loves without being misunderstood. And he's right there, supporting and reassuring her. And then later in the scene, when Helaena goes and dances with Jace.

Otto does his little clap thing, and it's like, despite all the dark things that happen in the plot around that scene, it's a nice moment to just see a Grandpa who's so proud of his Autistic Granddaughter and who's happy to see her enjoying herself.

I think the entire story of the Dance of the Dragons is really just a complex tragedy about a family that ends up destroying themselves and everything they love. And it makes moments like these so bittersweet. In recognizing the humanity of all the characters, you end up caring for them, and it just drives home how tragic the entire event was. But it's still a lovely moment to see, and the violence that follows doesn't detract from the beauty of those small human moments

[hyunjin-amore]

A Loving and Spoiling Relationship

Summary: Y/N, filled with anticipation, left her Manhattan apartment to meet her boyfriend, Rafe, reflecting on the beginning of their deepening relationship. Rafe's thoughtful gestures, from a surprise bouquet to a day of pampering and a romantic evening, made Y/N feel valued and adored. Their love and small caring actions made her realize that with Rafe by her side, nothing was insurmountable. Their story stands as a reminder of true love and care in a society often lacking in effort and communication.

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With a smile on her face, Y/N left her apartment building as the sun beamed down over the streets of Manhattan. She was eager to spend more time with her boyfriend, Rafe. The couple had been dating for about a year, and their adoration for one another seemed to deepen every day.

On her way to their preferred café, Y/N couldn't help but reflect on the beginning of their relationship. They had hit it off right away when they first met through a mutual friend. Y/N was instantly enamored with Rafe due to his endearing grin and funny personality, which even surprised her. When Y/N arrived at the café, she saw Rafe seated at their regular table with a big bouquet of Y/N's favorite flowers in the center. Rafe's considerate act gave her a wave of warmth and contentment that she couldn't help but feel. Y/N had never experienced love and appreciation like he did; he always went above and beyond to make her feel valued and adored.

Rafe leaned in and kissed her tenderly as she sat down across from him, making Y/N's pulse skip a beat. Rafe listened carefully to everything Y/N said as they spent their morning catching up on each other's lives and enjoying coffee. Following their coffee meeting, Rafe treated Y/N to a day of pampering at a nearby spa. Y/N has always been a dedicated worker who frequently prioritized her work over her personal needs. But she had discovered how to slow down and appreciate life's small pleasures, thanks to Rafe. She was incredibly appreciative of his frequent reminders to calm down and take care of herself.

Rafe took Y/N to her favorite restaurant for lunch later in the day, setting up a special dining room. The tastiest appetizers and pastries were brought out by the attentive wait staff. Rafe treated Y/N like a queen, showing her all of her favorites. Excessively in love with Rafe, Y/N couldn't help but walk back to her apartment, holding hands. She adored him because he had the capacity to make her feel like the most significant person in the world.

Rafe surprised Y/N with a romantic evening in her apartment upon arrival. He had prepared a romantic movie night complete with their favorite nibbles and prepared her an opulent supper. As they nestled together on the couch under a blanket, Y/N came to appreciate how fortunate she was to have Rafe in her life. Their friendship was based on more than simply lavish gifts and actions; it also included small things. Rafe always made sure to express his gratitude and love for Y/N in the most surprising manner. He never failed to make her feel special, whether it was with a simple "I love you" text or a surprise lunch at work.

Y/N was so happy as she rested in Rafe's arms at the end of the night. The thought of waking up beside him the following morning and embarking on yet another trip with him excited her. She could hardly fathom her life without Rafe because he had really grown to be her pillar of support and stability. They had formed a link that could not be broken since they had showered one another with love and affection. Y/N was aware that nothing was insurmountable as long as Rafe was by her side.

Rafe and Y/N's love story served as a welcome reminder of what true love and spoiling actually mean in a society when relationships are frequently perceived as lacking in effort and communication. With their hearts full of love and happiness as they fell asleep, Y/N realized she had discovered her true love in Rafe.

[missmahgenta]

(Fnaf movie) Christmas headcannons because why not

-Mike dislikes celebrating Christmas ever since his brother got kidnapped, and nowadays only celebrates it because of Abby

-That said, he feels bad that he can’t give her what he thinks the ideal Christmas would be. Their parents had sold most of the Christmas decorations by the third celebration without Garret, so the house looks barebones

-Still, he always makes sure to get a tree, even when he can’t afford a nice one (which has been the case for most of holidays where there was only the two of them).

-Abby LOVES making ornaments to put on the tree, and she’s very dedicated at making them. She loves when Mikes tags along, even though they look ugly

-Mike is not the best at cooking nor baking, and somehow even when following a simple cookie recipe word by word, something always goes wrong. It’s kind of amazing really

-After waking up from her coma, Vanessa kinda just starts tagging along the Schmidts at Abby’s insistence, not that Mike would oppose or anything, but he felt that if he was the one inviting her over, she would refuse because things are still a bit awkward between them (girlie just doesn’t understand why they still want to see her after everything, and doesn’t understand why they didn’t leave her to die like she feels she deserves). And her presence is pretty much demanded now during the holidays

-Christmas with her father was always weird. He loved keeping up a good image, and he would go all out, specifically at Freddy’s. He and Vanessa would decorate the entire place from top to bottom, and hell, he would even get his employees some gifts (they were barebones and cheap, yes, but hey, a gift is a gift)

-At their home, things would be more subtle, similar to a beige mom decor, but like, with subtle shades of yellow and purple. Christmas themed songs were not allowed inside that household, but if Vanessa behaved well, he would get some dumb Christmas movies for her to watch, occasionally tagging along just because.

-William would go all out on her gifts tho. Piles of toys and clothes and whatever she showed interest during the year, everything for his little girl

-And he would, at the same pace, destroy one of them every time she mildly displeased him, and he would make sure she was watching.

-After Freddy’s closed, Vanessa would make a point to get the animatronic little gifts. They were still children after all, and all children love receiving gifts

-Nowadays, Vanessa feels extremely weird getting any sort of gift, and just like Mike, wouldn’t celebrate Christmas if it weren’t for Abby. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy celebrating with them tho, in fact, she makes a point to make it as magical and as Christmas-zy as possible

-She made sure to get ugly sweaters with scarfs to combine. Like, absolutely hideous ones. The kind you wouldn’t wear outside of the occasion.

-One thing she can’t do to save her life is cooking, just like Mike. She is not allowed at the stove.

-And since no one knows how to make a good Christmas supper, they just decided to eat at Sparky’s, which is surprisingly empty during that day, save for that one talkative waiter that Abby finds funny

-They make a point of continuing Vanessa’s little tradition to give gifts to the animatronics, and she feels happy that she doesn’t have to do it alone anymore

[bones4thecats]

2023 Thanksgiving Special; TWST

A/N: Hello readers! Just like with my 2023 Halloween Specials, I will be seperating these based on the different fandoms they are in. Later on today, I will be posting Thanksgiving Specials for; RoR/SnV, Horror (Creepypasta), and the Slashers. Thank you for reading this and have a happy Thanksgiving!

Spending Thanksgiving With Them

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♠️ This poor boy

♠️ His mother had forced him to invite you to their home in the Kingdom of Roses, as she knew how nervous her son could be

♠️ Deuce was flushed the entire ride to his house, knowing something was bound to happen that would embarrass him

♠️ When his mother hugged you and his grandmother welcomed you, he changed his whole mindset

♠️ The way you conversed with them so easily made him smile and chuckle

♠️ Maybe his mother was right, maybe you were the perfect one for him

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🦁 Leona did not want to go home for Thanksgiving, and that was final

🦁 He also didn’t want to bring you along, you had already met Cheka, and that was enough for now

🦁 It took a while, but after bribing him enough, he decided to take you home

🦁 This beastman watched as Cheka and you hugged, conversing on the traditions of Sunset Savanna

🦁 Leona chuckled and smirked watching you attempt dressing in his homeland’s traditional outfits

🦁 He sat down next to you and barely listened as Falena spoke to you, asking where you were from and such

🦁 It was quite funny watching him glare at his brother when he turned around, or asked you a question Leona knew you were sensitive with

🦁 He wouldn’t call it the best introduction to his family, but you’d call it good enough

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🦇 Your bat-boyfriend had you meet Silver and Malleus very early on in your relationship, he wanted to make sure they were comfortable around you

🦇 Thankfully, they were. And now you were heading with them to the Valley of Thorns to spend Thanksgiving with them!

🦇 You were quite nervous, after all, you weren’t sure how their surrounding fae would react to a human staying in the castle

🦇 Nonetheless one without any status

🦇 Lilia hugged you from the ceiling, watching as the cooks made the delicious supper

🦇 And you were holding him back from ruining it

🦇 He sat next to you and held your hand as Maleficia, Malleus’ grandmother, delivered the toast

🦇 He could care less if the people of the Valley hated you or not, for now, spending the holiday with you was all that was on his mind

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(This is Grim + My AU! Yuu)

😼 This damn cat

😼 He tried to make everything tuna-flavored

😼 Don’t ask me how, he just tried pouring a tuna-flavoring into it

😼 Grim definitely hugged you and Yuu from behind and begged for you guys to make him a tuna-flavored turkey

😼 You guys refused, but when you cut his portion, you laid a decent amount of tuna-flavoring on it

😼 Hey, it got him to shut up, and he slept like a baby that night!

❤️‍🩹 Yuu on the other hand

❤️‍🩹 You guys made the diner, and they was so close to socking the magical-cat to the curb with how insistent his begging was

❤️‍🩹 He had confiscated Grim’s tuna flavoring the previous holiday, Halloween, after he dumped it on all of the candy he had gotten

❤️‍🩹 It smelled like sweet and sugary tuna for nearly 4 weeks

❤️‍🩹 Yuu did eventually allow him to have some tuna flavoring, and when he saw how you held it above your head as Grim begged for more like a parent punishing their child, they laughed

❤️‍🩹 This may be another world, but with you guys, it was easier to adjust too

[mareposie]

My dream ending for Spy x Family would be world peace with White Haired (due to stress) Loid and Bob Cut (work accident) Yor being a real couple under the Briar name and having a real wedding ceremony. Agent Twilight getting the recognization he lowkey wanted and becoming the new Handler. Thorn Princess can finally retire and take a break.

Then in the future Damian marrying Anya and joining HER family because he is happier with them. He also becomes a great politician who is focused on children’s wellbeing, Anya takes care of multiple orphanages and he takes care of neglected children. She is his secret weapon for success and he just offers her everything she asks for.

Their goal is to make a world where children don’t cry. They created scholarships for orphans with potential who would love to study in Eden and they act like parents for the first meeting. They are that power couple who is very famous and well loved by the people, Anya’s bubbly personality always compliments Damian’s sophisticated image.

They are backed up by very important personalities like the Blackbell’s heiress or Benedict is-a-good-fella.

Damian’s views are very different from the Desmond party and his father is not happy and ostracized him. Demetrius is secretly happy for Damian and chooses to leave him alone for his piece.

By joining the Briar family I don’t mean just Anya, Bond, Loid and Yor. I also mean Franky, Fiona, Yuri (and his family), Sylvia, Becky and everyone who is very attached to Anya, including Henderson. Even Camilla and Dominic are part of the family. They are all this one big clan that have a lot of influence in Ostania and Westalis.

Damian inherited a large property from Melinda and he decided to use it as a main residence for his entire family. There’s enough rooms for everyone whether they want to live there or they’re just on a vacation. Yor got her own garden and she grows vegetables she can cooks with her husband, they tried to make their own wine. Franky works on his technology stuff. Sylvia walks the dogs every morning and spends a lot of time with the Briar children. Auntie Camilla comes every 20th of the month to enjoy the pool with Auntie Becky. People just come and go, the mansion is always loud and busy. Uncles Emile and Ewen visiting with crazy gifts for everyone. Old man Henderson scolding and being grumpy every time he sees a lack of elegance.

Yor and Loid are the coolest grandparents ever, in comparison of how strict Damian and Anya can be (ironically). They adopted children and got two biological children accidentally but they don’t treat them differently. Funny enough, the biological children are not academically smart at all and collect Tonitrus bolts like badges of honor. Their eldest child is extremely mature, smart and composed, admires his grandparents and is insecure about going back to the orphanage.

Anya’s younger sibling is raised alongside with the new generation babies because Loid and Yor had a small drunk smooching session. The kid came very late and have a huge age gap with Anya, he has the Briar siscon syndrome. He has a 2-3 year gap with Damianya’s eldest child and gets kicked in the butt every time he tries to act like the uncle of the kids.

Damian is a busy man, so is Anya. Fortunately, they realized how they neglected their kids and fixed their schedule so they can spend a lot of time together.

Melinda visits Yor a lot and slowly tries to reconnect with her son, who is still a tsundere, but she’s glad and relieved to see how Yor never failed to take care of him as if he was her son.

Anya’s favorite moment is the supper during holidays, they have this large table full of food and everyone just eat together. Debating, getting drunk, silly competitions and laughing at loud. Pure bliss. She’s grateful and often cries in her parents’ arms.

it’s just a dream. I'm going back to sleep

[ladyhearthkeeper]

Supper time

In our multigenerational household, supper time is in a way the main meal for everyone. We don't necessarily aél eat at the same time at breakfast or lunch. But supper time is sacred family time (unless one of us is out).

I sometimes get very stressed about it. I don't always plan my meals ahead and most of our meals are made from scratch. Some family members have different requirements. And to top it all, the cat has his (homecooked vet approved!!) meal around the same time as us. Our little feline family member has become picky and sometimes refuses to eat food cooked a few days ago.

I also aim to feed everyone sooner than later. The earlier the better.

A lot of time, I am so stressed trying to get everything ready that I forget to bring joy in my cooking. I forget that this is a happy time.

My husband has noticed that I often ask him (during the meal) "ça va ?" (Roughly : are you ok). I walt him to enjoy his meal. As we are newlyweds, I'm learning about his likes and dislikes... And I want to please him.

I need to learn to plan (and start) ahead, stay calm and enjoy the process.

I actually enjoy cooking and love feeding my family. I just have a tendency to struggle with perfectionism.

How do you deal with meals, ladies? Any tip? Funny story?

[thewatercolours]

King's Quest Fic: "With More Heart"

On the fifteenth evening of the siege Rosella climbed to the castle parapet.  A single storm lantern flickered in one of the crenels, and next to it leant her father. As she’d expected. She’d whistled her way up the last curve of the tower stair so he wouldn’t be taken off guard. He didn’t turn round, but stared out fixedly over the valley, dimming away in the oncoming night. Night came so early these days, you could barely see the surrounding army’s encampments, even though it hadn’t yet struck five.

She crept to his side, feeling a bit like the little girl of yesterday who used to creep up beside his office desk, and cajole stories out of him before he remembered how far the clock had come since her bedtime. She took a deep breath, and it turned foggy in the air when she breathed out. “Hey,” she said softly.

Her father didn’t turn his head, but he stretched out an arm round her shoulder, covering her with his fur-trimmed cloak. “Hey, kiddo,” he said.

“You didn’t eat lunch, or supper,” Rosella said, reaching into her own red cloak. “I brought you some sausage and cheese, and Bramble’s made red tea in the guard room cauldron, if you want it. A bunch of the families are having a singalong down there, to keep spirits up. I bet they’d be glad to see you.”

The king shook his head, but didn’t let his gaze falter from the watch. “I’ll have a bite to eat before bed. I don’t feel as hungry then. I’ll waste less.”

“We’re not that short on food yet, Dad.”

“Even so, it’d make me happy if you’d just hang onto it for now.”

They rested against the ramparts on their elbows, side by side, for some time. They passed yawns and shivers back and forth in that funny, contagious way we humans have. They made bland remarks about the movements of the troops belong. Nothing consequential. Just making fun of the stupid hats the commanders wore, or speculating about why one young soldier kept running back and forth with a bucket from the stream to one of the tents. At last even these wore thin, and there was silence.

At last her father broke it. “This hasn’t got much to do with anything, but sometimes when I’m up here I remember I time I went stargazing up here with Guard Number One. At least, I was looking at the stars. He kind of had to be here too.”

“Why?” asked Rosella.

He shrugged. “Hard to explain. Back then there was a lot more fuss about making sure I wasn’t left unprotected. I’m talking about years back – years before I even met your mother.”

She smiled. “Did it get on your nerves?”

He chuckled. “Sometimes. But I also don’t think I’d trade it, if I could time travel. In those days I was in such a hurry to prove myself, I don’t think I’d have got to know any of the guards as well if we hadn’t done it like that. It was kind of nice.” He sighed, and rubbed his hands against each other. “Kind of nice.”

“So what happened that night when you two were up here?” She handed him a wedge of cheese, as nonchalantly as she could.

To her hidden glee, he absently took it and chewed it as he spoke. “Oh, nothing worth writing home about. The best times don’t necessarily make the best stories. But I found constellations and asked him to explain them to me. A lot of them are the same as you see in Llewdor, but some can only be seen this far south, and it felt kind of crazy to learn the names of new stars, and their myths, and everything. And we were making wishes. As least, I was. He wasn’t too keen on making wishes, in case the fairies thought it was presumptuous, or something. Meanwhile I was making wishes to last for years.”

“What did you wish?” (More cheese. Easy does it.)

“Oh, I can’t remember. Good things for Daventry. Bravery. Wisdom. Compassion. I probably wished for a bow and arrows too.”

“You didn’t have one?” (Would he take the sausage, or would that tip him off to what she was doing?)

“Oh, of course I had one, but I had been making that wish in every fountain and on every dandelion since I was like, four. Eventually you just keep making the wish for old time’s sake.” Her father pointed up at a single, faint star overhead, just peaking through the last of the sunset. “Hey, great timing! So what would you wish for, Rosella? Or do you follow the ‘don’t tell, or it won’t come true’ principle?”

Time to risk the sausage. “Well,” she said with a mischievous smile, “If I made the same wish I used to make when I was four, I’d wish that you and Mom would float away in a bubble that was slowly losing all the air inside it, and I’d have to chase you down with my magical friends and pop it with a sword.”

Seemingly this was enough to finally wrench Graham away from his unwavering watch – he turned his head to stare at her. “In a… bubble?” he laughed. “How come it has to be popped with a sword?” He tore a bite of sausage off with his teeth.

Rosella turned away to hide her grin. “It’s a very strong bubble, I guess.”

“And where, pray tell, did this wish come from?”

“Dunno. I was four.”

Her father chewed on the sausage pensively. “I mean, it almost sounds like something that would happen to our family.”

Rosella heaved a sigh. “But if I had to wish something for now, obviously I would wish the siege was raised. Or at least that the throne room was filled with food that couldn’t spoil, and the barracks were manned with a proper, full army.” She paused as she saw his face grow serious.  “Sorry,” she put in hurriedly. “Um. That came off slightly more serious than it sounded in my head. Not exactly morale-raiser stuff. Yeah.”

“It’s okay.” He squeezed her shoulder, but the faraway look had returned to his eyes. “It’s what we’d all wish tonight, if it could come true. We can’t spend the whole time distracting ourselves.”

Blast. She’d blown it. Scrambling to get back on a gentler footing, she forced a brand new smile and asked. “So, besides the war and everything, what would you wish for on that star tonight?”

The king thought a long time. He suddenly noticed the half sausage in his hand, and placed it awkwardly on the crenel. When he answered, it didn’t seem to be an answer at all. “I’ll tell you something that doesn’t really make much sense. When  I try to ration myself, obviously it’s for everyone’s good. To make the food last. But in the back of my mind, there’s this silly idea of… what if Alexander somehow came back in the middle of all this. He’d need food too. So I…” He coughed, and turned away. “I’m sorry, Rosie. You must get so sick of it always coming back to Alexander. You can’t even remember him.”

“No. It’s fine. It really is.” Rosella found herself pulling away, without entirely understanding why. “I’m glad you don’t forget him, and I’m glad you don’t stop hoping. And in a totally different way than you and Mom, I miss him too, in my own way.” She crossed her arms, and turned to lean with her back to the wall, so she could better look at her father’s saddening face. “But, I mean, if he was going to come back, I kind of would hope he’d wait till all this was over. If he’s alive, he’s probably eating a lot better than we are for one thing. It’s not a high bar to clear.” That probably sounded cold. But she didn’t know how to talk about her twin anymore. It wasn’t that she wished Dad wouldn’t bring him up. It was more like… she didn’t know what it was like. “Sorry,” she muttered. “I’m just… really hungry and tired.”

Something shifted in her father. He picked up the remaining sausage, and pressed it into her hands. “As your king, I command you to eat this,” he said, sounding ridiculously official. And then we’ll go down and drink tea with the others. And we’ll sing, and we’ll raise our spirits. And we’ll make wishes on the embers in the hearth. We used to wish on those in Llewdor too.”

“You wished on everything in Llewdor.”

“Of course we did. It’s one of the best parts of the culture. And ember wishes are good – stars are the most effective, but ember wishes have more heart. Come on. It’s getting too cold up here.”

He picked up the storm lantern, and led the way down the twisting stairs.

[lisa33hau-blog]

Jelous (Wanda MaximoffxReader)

No warning

Relationship: Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

I also posted that story on Wattpad and AO3

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What does this stupid robot have that I don't have. I do not get it. I've always been there for her since she joined the Avenger. I was there for her when she cried herself to sleep every night crying for her brother who died. I comforted her when she woke up from a nightmare. I then helped her through the panic attack she was having from the nightmare. I was there for her when everyone else was against her. We were close. We lay in Wanda's bed almost every night and then watched some sitcoms. We often woke up at midnight to make hot chocolate because we both couldn't sleep. We trained together because nobody else wanted to train with Wanda. We often cuddled on the sofa all night because neither of us wanted to get up. I fell in love with Wanda and would have almost told her if that toaster hadn't suddenly appeared. From nothing, our joint activities became the activities of Wanda and Vision. Then Wanda forgot me.

 Suddenly I wasn't important to her anymore. I mean don't get me wrong we still spend time together but, in the meantime, she just talks about vision. How great he is and what a gentleman he is. Urgh might puke.

 And now I have to watch the two of them dancing around the kitchen totally in love. I think I'll eat somewhere else today. If I have to endure this for another minute, I'll bury myself. But I can understand why Wanda fell in love with him. He's smart, he knows almost everything. He has cool superpowers, not crappy superpowers like mine. I mean firepower. Really now Hydra. Couldn't you have come up with anything better? Yes, fire can be cool, but it can also be very dangerous. I underestimated myself once before and it didn't end well.

 Suddenly I was snapped out of my thoughts. "Haha Vision, you are so funny." urgh Really. I got up and was about to go to my room to get my jacket when suddenly Wanda's angelic voice came from behind me. "Y/N, where are you going? Dinner will be ready soon. It's paprika, your favorite food." I turned and was hit with a shot I didn't want to see. Vision's hand was on Wanda's waist. I swallowed. What can I say. I can't tell her I can't stand the sight of those two. And it would break her heart now if I said I eat somewhere else. I just say I'm not feeling well and that I'm going to bed. I just don't get anything to eat.

  "I don't feel well. I think I'll get sick. I wanted to go to bed." I hate when I have to lie to her. She looked at me worried and left the wooden spoon to go to me. She took my head in her hands to look at me. I got very hot and my face was red. I hope she doesn't see it. And if she saw it, she would think it was because of an illness

She looks at me worried. "You're quite warm. I think you're getting a fever." Buh she really thinks I'm getting sick. "Would you like me to bring your supper to bed?" Oh no. Why does she have to be so cute? That's unfair. How can you not fall in love with her? I was about to say no, but then she looked at me with her blue eyes and a pouty mouth and I just couldn't say no.

 So, I went to my room and waited for Wanda to come with the food. I got into bed and pulled the covers over me. I thought for a moment whether I should turn on the TV, but then Wanda came into the room. "Here dear, I hope it's the way you like it." She sat down next to me on the bed and handed me the bowl with the food in it. "Thank you, Wands." She looked at me with a loving smile. "No problem sweetheart. Would you like me to stay with you? I can get my food and we could watch a movie together then." I would love for her to stay with me but I need some space. I hate feelings. They only bring you trouble.

 "Wanda, I don't want to bother you-" "You don't want to bother me. I'd be happy to do it for you." Why does she have to be so stubborn? But you can't resist her. And everyone else who says otherwise is lying. "But-" and I was interrupted again. "But not. I'll eat with you in your room. I'll be right back." She gave me a kiss on the head and then left the room. Luckily, she didn't see how red I was after the kiss.

 After 20 minutes I had already eaten my food but Wanda was still not there. I was starting to worry. Did she lie to me? No, Wanda wouldn't do that. Did she forget? I heard something loud from the kitchen and immediately got up to see what was going on. I was walking down the corridor and then instead of a crash I heard screams. The closer I got to the kitchen, the louder the screams became. As I rounded the corner, my eyes widened in shock. I saw the reason for the screams. Wanda and Vision stood in the kitchen and had a huge argument. I didn't interfere because I know Wanda can defend herself. But when I saw Vision grab her wrist, I saw red. I threw a fireball in Vision's direction and then stood between the two of them.

 Wanda looked at me in shock. "Y/N?" But I kept looking at Vision. "Touch her again and you'll really get to know me." "Oh yeah, and what are you going to do if I touch her after all." My vision turned red. I opened my palm and let a fire open. I mean metal or fire who would win? "I will melt your stupid metallic body until you cry out for mercy." He looked at me a little scared but he still didn't walk away. "This will not work." I gave him a smirk. I moved my hand with the fire closer to him. "Want to try it?" It shook its head very quickly and then suddenly flew through the ceiling. "Uh, I didn't expect that."

 I turned to Wanda and took a good look at her hands and face. I swear if he hurt her. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" She looked at me a little surprised but said nothing. I waved my hand in front of her eyes. "Hello, Wanda? Are you okay?" Apparently, that brought her out of her trance. She shook her head a little more before answering. "Yeah yeah everything ok. No, he didn't hurt me, thanks." My face relaxed at the news. A gentle smile spread across my face. "Good, otherwise I would have really melted him." Wanda let out a small laugh.

 "I want to see that." We both laughed a little until Wanda made a serious face. "But why aren't you in bed. You're sick. You need rest." Wanda was waving her hands around wildly. "Wanda-" "Come on I'll take you to the room and you can rest there then-" I tried to interrupt her to say that I wasn't actually sick. "Wanda-" Why do I keep getting interrupted by her? "and then we can watch a movie together-" "WANDA!" Suddenly everything was silent. She looked at me wide-eyed as if she couldn't believe that I just screamed.

 "Sorry, but you didn't let me talk. I lied to you. I'm not ill." Wanda looked at me in surprise. "Then why did you say you were ill?" Now I felt bad. Wanda had a very sad tone when she said that. "I couldn't be in the same room as you and that toaster." "And why?" I will destroy our friendship. I can't tell her that. How am I supposed to tell the woman I love that I love her without telling her that I love her. "Y/N? Why?" I continued to remain silent. I can't tell her. She's never given a hint that she likes me too. Especially in the last few weeks where she only had time for vision.

 "Y/N please talk to me." I sigh and put my head in my hands. "I cannot tell you." She looked at me with a hurt look. "Why can't you tell me? I'm your best friend, you can tell me anything." If this continues, I really have to tell her. I lifted my head from my hands and looked at her. "That's the problem. I don't want you to be my best friend." She looked hurt. I could already see tears forming in her eyes. Oh no. I'm so stupid. I should have known she was taking it wrong. "What? I thought we understood each other. I thought you liked me." I took her hands in mine. "Wanda, I like you-" "But then why did you-" Damn it, I'm in love with you!"

 "You are in love with me?" I looked down and let go of her hands. Great, our friendship is destroyed. "Yes, but I know you'll never feel the same. Especially since Vision-" And I got no further and her lips were on mine. I was shocked and didn't kiss back at first but when Wanda deepened the kiss I put my arms around her waist and kissed her back. We kissed for what felt like hours, but when air became necessary again, we broke apart. "Wow." I have no idea which of us said that. I looked deep into Wanda's eyes and couldn't believe what just happened.

 "Does that mean-" She giggled and looked at me lovingly. "Yes Y/N. I'm in love with you too." A big grin spread across my face. I picked her up and twirled her in the air. She giggled really loudly as I put her back on the floor. "You know, you're making me the happiest woman in the world right now." She smiled at me and gave me a little kiss on the mouth. I was so happy to finally be able to hold the woman of my dreams in my arms that I didn't even notice that all the Avengers were standing around the corner and cheering softly that their dream couple was finally together.

[lonelyfanboy48]

Steven Universe Of The Creek Chapter 11 Glowing Truth

After the day with the Williams family, Craig and his family left their grandparents. They were more than happy to see Craig enjoying his time, rather than how he acted this morning. As if he appreciated the value of Steven himself. Unfortunately that’s far from the truth. Steven parted ways with the family as he headed straight back to his apartment to pack up. However Bernard, throughout the entire day wanted to see Steven one last time before he left. But it’s anything but positive that he’s been showing to him since meeting him several days ago.

Right when he got home, he texted Alexis to meet him in the front yard to pick her up. Upon doing so, he also took Craig along to where Steven is staying which is in a different apartment to where she lives.

“Bernard.” Alexis spoke. “Not that I want to say goodbye to him, but you never told me why you wanted to meet him.”

“It’s hard to believe, but my brother Craig turned into a happy person even though he wasn’t like that this morning.” Bernard answered.

When Alexis turns to Craig, he holds onto his head, getting a headache ever since he returned home. “I don’t even remember how I got happy at first.” Craig retorted. “I still have something in my ear.”

“I wish he was crazy since Steven got here, but since he couldn’t communicate with me all day, It had something to do with Steven.”

“Steven wouldn’t do something bad to your brother.” Alexis replied.

“That is…if my brother wasn’t shaking with him from behind. If you were there today, you would know how empty he was before it happened.”

All that Alexis remembered of Craig over the past couple days is the incident at the restaurant yesterday. Her boyfriend told her everything other than the reason why Craig did it since he didn’t understand until today.

“Well we can agree what happened yesterday wasn’t Steven’s fault.” Alexis replied.

“Yes, but what happened today had something to do with him that made Craig different.” As he looked through the indoor car mirror, Craig looked straight at him.

“All I can tell you is that last night, he wanted to keep it a secret from everyone, including you.” Craig answered.

“Well tonight, we’re gonna find out since he showed it to you.”

Craig sighed, since he can’t take control of protecting the truth of how his brother caught on as quickly as he did. Bernard found the apartment Steven is staying at as he parked his car next to Steven’s. After he got out along with Alexis and Craig, he took a look at Steven’s van from the inside. With many personal belongings, he has a lot of questions, but only the biggest ones of them need to be answered.

Inside the apartment itself, Steven washed up his dish after having supper. Bernard walked up to the apartment door and knocked on it, catching Steven’s attention. Upon putting his dish away, he made his way to the door and unlocked it. He witnessed Bernard and Alexis standing in place, without saying hello for the final time, but also noticed Craig still getting a headache after the sparkle effect wore off.

“Bernard?” He spoke.

“Can we please come in, we need to talk.”

Steven invited the three in as they all sat in the living room of the apartment. “Is this mostly a goodbye before I leave tomorrow morning?”

“Technically yes, but this is serious.”

“It’s between you and Craig.” Alexis added.

“Oh.” Steven took notice while sitting down.

“Last night after we had the family meeting to sort things out, you took him out.” Bernard replied. “At first I didn’t care and defended you, but during the whole bean bag thing, you did something to his ear.”

“What makes you think that?” Steven giggled.

“You were behind him the whole time? What’s so funny?”

“I think you're really overthinking it, sometimes kids have mood swings from time to time.”

“Oh no…” Craig whispered to himself.

“Then why was he shaking? I saw him when you thought you saw a phoenix.” Benard said, staying on track. “Please, I’m not mad at all, but please be honest.”

Steven wished he could get out of this with him having the rest of the day to himself, but since Craig’s brother caught on, he has no choice but to tell the truth. “This isn’t gonna change anything but…I have gem powers.”

This only raises more questions from Bernard, not forgetting what Steven did during the family reunion. “What about the shield you showed me and Craig? You said your parents made it for you.”

“I’m not the only one with powers.”

“You seriously expect me to believe that!?” Bernard reacted. “I’m sorry, but sparkles from your shield? I’m starting to not buy on the idea that your parents made it if it had all of those accessories. Nor having powers like you do.”

“No offense, but I actually agree with him.” Alexis added.

This causes Steven to become worried, knowing how catched on Bernard is. “I know my brother more than you, not a lot but still.”

Craig wanted to help out his brother, but he promised Steven to keep his secret from anyone. Bernard told him before he took him to let him do the talking while understanding what he’s dealing with. If he told him before he left, he still needed to see the whole deal to prove that he’s telling the truth.

“If your shield can sparkle with gem powers, does that explain why it was shrinked?” All that Steven did is nodded. “So it only appears…”

“When he activates it of his own will.” Craig answered to which Bernard turned to. “I’m not lying.”

“Yes, I activated my shield.” Steven confessed.

“So you're like a magician?” Alexis added.

“Yes, but it’s not like what you're thinking about.”

“If you're not really a magician, why do you take magic lessons?” Bernard replied.

“I don’t take lessons at all.”

This caused Bernard to lay his back head on the couch. “You're not making this easier for me to believe Steven.”

“You can’t expect me to answer a lot of questions okay.” Steven replied, which caused Bernard to lean forward.

“I’m the person who trusted you the most by giving you a tour around the neighborhood and spending more time with you. You can’t make me believe you're not a magician if you can activate your shield.”

“There are a lot more ways to do magic tricks than being a magician, you know.”

“Then what do you do for a living other than traveling?”

Steven’s heart begins to pound hard with no option to avoid his predicament. “It doesn’t involve money, okay?”

“Then how can you affo-”

“Just tell them the truth!” Craig reacted after getting off of the couch.

“I can’t Craig!” Steven also gets off of his couch.

“Steven you can’t hide this from me, you did something to my brother and I wanna know that as much as yourself.” Bernard getting up.

“Bernard.” Alexis piqued up, also getting up.

“Alexis, I got this.”

“Okay, I insert my saliva from my finger in his ear.” He pointed at Craig.

“Your saliva!?”

“I’m not a tester of science, but I wasn’t trying to hurt him mentally!”

“You gave him a headache!” Bernard walked up to him. “Side effect or not, you told me you only went to the doctor once.” He then looked at Steven’s body which is where his brother’s been suspicious. “What's underneath your shirt?” He almost grabbed his shirt only for Steven to move out of the way. “Steven!”

“Please, boundaries may have nothing to do with this but-”

“I’m not leaving until you show me what’s under there!” Steven continued to lose more breath which Bernard is catching onto. “You're not setting an example of how you acted two days ago.”

“Bernard, you're actually going way too hard on him.” Alexis spoke from behind.

“I got this!” He turned to his girlfriend.

“Bernard, when I talked to him last night-” Craig turned to his brother only for him to interrupt him.

“I want the whole answer!” Bernard turned around his brother. “Right now, I’m not against you and if everything you did yesterday is really in the right, then I’m in the right.”

Craig looked at Steven again and noticed his gem underneath his shirt is glowing. With his heart pounding faster, he then glowed pink, catching him and Alexis by surprise. Soon Bernard took notice from the pink light from behind.

“Steven?” Bernard turned around, backing away from Steven. “Are you sure the doctor saw everything in your body?”

“Yes!” He panicked. “I have gem powers to activate my shield,” He activated his shield in front of them. “My saliva can heal people even when they’re down and-”

“You're starting to creep me out!” Bernard continued to back away.

“I did what I could to protect myself!” Steven walked up to him.

“Without the family you lied about?”

“I’m protecting them too!”

“By making up a story!?”

After that rhetorical question, Steven glows brighter as he tripped onto Bernard. Bernard can feel the vibration and sparkles from Steven himself. With a look of fear on his face, he had no time to crawl out, with Steven looking down also in fear.

“I’m so sorry.” He spoke as he lit up. The building of the apartments shook like an earthquake with the four still inside. Then the explosion happened, imploding the furniture and everything else inside. As Alexis took cover, Craig covered his ears while watching everything around him collapse on itself. He knew Steven had powers last night, but didn’t know he didn’t have full control all the time.

With the explosion all done, Craig let go of his ears while witnessing Steven’s apartment torn down to practically nothing. But what catches his attention is his brother with his hair, glasses and clothes ruined. After Steven glowed down, he got back up while witnessing Bernard, who’s still shaking with Alexis getting back up. Steven sighed, knowing he can’t hide anything anymore as he lifted the end of his shirt, showing Bernard and Alexis his gem.

When Bernard slowly got up, he slowly headed close to Steven’s gem. He didn’t want to touch in case something bad could happen, but he finally saw the whole deal in his eyes.

“Bernard…” Steven spoked. “I didn’t mean to-” He stopped himself, noticing Bernard rushing out of the apartment. “Bernard!”

He didn’t respond back as he rushed back into the car, inserted his key and drove away as fast as possible, just after Steven and the others got out of the apartment. Even without picking up Alexis and Craig, he made up for his mistake of going against and disbelieving his brother while making Steven his friend.

Alexis had no words to describe what she experienced and Steven as a person now. “I’ll take you home Craig.” She reacted as she grabbed his arm.

“Alexis.” Craig took notice.

“Forget about him, let him leave tomorrow.” Without a chance to talk to Steven one last time, Alexis pulled him away from him, leaving Steven all alone.

Steven felt broken after the explosion he caused. He can tell it wasn’t Craig who convinced his brother to come over, but all he wanted was to end on good terms with him before it’s too late. He sat on the porch with the clouds from above, sprinkling a bit but he didn’t care. In fact, the moment he saw Craig in the distance who looked back at him disappearing from the objects, made him realize his closure with him is wrong. He wanted to leave first thing tomorrow but now, with a broken apartment, he can’t get some sleep unlike last night, just like Craig who didn’t.

[christinasaintmarche]

Canada Day by Christina Saint Marche Via Flickr: Happy Canada Day to All OH CANADA by Classified

www.youtube.com/watch?v=fF62J3vxPdQ

#ChristinaSaintMarché #CanadaDay #CanadaDay2023 #Ottawa

Oh... Canada Song by Classified Lyrics Videos Listen I told this guy where I was from He said oh, Canada Kinda laughs it off, real funny huh? Yeah, uh, come on 1-2, 1-2, Mic. check, 1-2, 1-2 Yeah (O Canada) Uh, yeah From the land of the lost Trans-Canada crossed Patriotic and a honor With a hand on my heart From the greatest of lakes To the greenest of greens To the rockiest mountains And everything in between O-o-o Canada Oh you?re no fan of us? 'Cause our movie and TV shows are so amateur? Yeah, we laugh at off, that don?t really bother me Look, we ain't serious unless you really gotta be Humorous attitude like Kids in the Hall Like Jim Carey Mike Myers yeah we claiming them all It's the great white north Home of the funniest actors The front of the joke With an abundance of laughter The red and white flag Keep it high keep it visual People see Canada and get stereotypical Think we finish every sentence with buddy or bye And if it ain't that its either do, eh or guy (Canataka A) Yeah we consider it people And smoking marijuana We consider it legal Still doing rap like the 1990's But that's how we like it off timed and grimy I know where I'm from and I told ya before North of America hard to ignore Every time I go away I tell them for sure I'm from Canada o-o-o Canada O Canada o-o-o Canada (O canada) I'm from Canada O-o-o Canada The class makes a sick beat, we call it a classic (x4) I've been around the globe and Heard of confusion Honestly a lot o y'all are ignorant and stupid Yes, we have microwaves, tv's and cell phones Unintelligent fuck we invented the telephone We made Yahtzee The light bulb, hockey And bred the greatest playa's Gretzky to Crosby We all got at least one drinking buddy And after one drink, all of us think we?re funny Our national mascot's a damn beaver O Canada we love our beaver Home o' Hell's Angels the North-CMP Home of Gordon Lightfoot and nasty tv The underground rail road Georges St. Pierre Right here is where he calls home Our health care system Y'all know its free Keep a girl banging with a full mouth of teeth I won't even get into the music on the streets They say hip hop is dead Naw its up north with me I could do this all day its a part of my routine But supper's almost done and tonight poutine I know where I'm from and I told ya before North of America hard to ignore Every time I go away I tell em for sure I'm from Canada o-o-o Canada (I'm from the east coast of Canada) O-o-o Canada (I'm from the east east east coast) Yo yo! See I'm from Canada so sometimes the words come out of my mouth like this Get used to it

[awanderingmuse-ficrec]

Discovering Destiny Series

Fandom: Avatar the Last Airbender

Author: Megarapike (Majorwhovian)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Major Injury, Violence, Child Abuse

Word Count: 272,665

Pairings: Zutara, Sukka

Characters: Katara, Zuko, Aang, Toph Beifong, Sokka, Suki, Kanna, Hakoda, Bato, Pakku, Yugoda, Arnook, Leo Beifong, Poppy Beifong,Uncle Iroh, Appa, Guru Pathik, Momo

Tags: Romance, Family, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Action/Adventure, Blue Spirit Zuko, The Painted Lady, Gaang shenanigans, Toph is a boss, Suki is best girl, Zuko is a dork, Order of the White Lotus, Ozai Being a Terrible Parent, Azula needs therapy, Actually they all need therapy, Babies, My heart split between six characters, Aang is misunderstood, Zutara rules, fight me, Appa is MVP, How come all fanfics forget Momo?!?, Sokka is bf material, Katara and Zuko are basically mom and dad, Kissing under water is sexy as long as you can breath, This is not a mermaid au, fluffy day to day, sweet scenes, we stan healthy relationships, ice dodging, supper with the fam, Zuko is an Awkward Turtleduck, but has grown up a lot, no assassination attempts, finally we get a break, Hakoda is daddy, on all counts, was that too far?, fr Hakoda is a good dad, They all need therapy, Zuko and Sokka are bros, Therapy, PTSD, survivor's guilt, Did I mention Zutara, Heavy Themes, Hurt/ComfortGrief, Circle of Abuse, Trauma, Guilt, That's it. that's the only tag we need, Poppy and Leo can join Ozai in the terrible parents club, I Try to Make You Cry, avatar aang, Gaang Angst, Angst, emotional connections, Supernatural Bonds

First come loves, then comes...a lot of complications that will repeatedly break your heart then make you laugh then cry then break your heart again before I hand you some glue so we can put back the pieces together. Also a bit of adventure, mystery, and a lot of mental healing.

Currently planned for 6 stories with an overarching plot and mystery through the whole series. Each story is designed to be read on its own as a standalone if you find the word count daunting.

Destiny is a Funny Thing

They thought they knew what their destinies were...save the world, become Fire Lord, maybe even fall in love along the way...But Destiny has a funny way of turning expectations into something you never dreamed possible. Maybe the story isn't your simple save the world and get the girl kind of tale. Maybe there's so much more to it than that. And maybe there can be more than one kind of happy ending...

Mark of the Trusted

This is part of a series, but each story is designed to be read as a standalone if you don't want to read everything.

In the two years after the war, the Gaang focuses on rebuilding their homes and spending time with family. Zuko struggles with guilt and worries about Azula's health, but for the first time in his life he has a large support system and a loving family around him at all times. A short story about love, healing, and learning to understand and support someone who is struggling with mental health.

Katara Alone

This is part of a series, but each story is designed to be read as a standalone if you don't want to read everything.

Three years after the war, Katara is studying healing in the North Pole when an incident abruptly makes her leave. Lost in a spiral of grief and guilt, she takes a detour into the Fire Nation alone, not willing to let her friends and family see her at her worst. When Zuko finds out she is missing he takes a trip to the North Pole to try and unravel the mystery Katara left behind.

Toph Alone

This is part of a series, but each story is designed to be read as a standalone if you don't want to read everything.

It's been years since Toph has seen her parents, but she always imagined reuniting with them under better circumstances. While her friends are either missing, preoccupied, or unavailable, a new law forces Toph back to Gaoling. Far away from the family she adopted, Toph must find a way to reconcile with her parents...or spend the next couple years of her life alone and on the run.

Aang Alone

Two years after the end of the war, Aang is plagued with constant headaches, sleepless nights, and an unexplainable hollow feeling in his chest. After two months of being unable to get into the Spirit World, a past avatar finally comes to him with a message: Go find Guru Pathik again and prepare himself for a future event that will change everything he knows about the world. In pain, desperate, and tired, Aang goes on a yearlong journey to find answers and healing and to answer the question: is he really the last airbender?

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #9 Are you a delinquent?

TL notes:

I did my own little localisation take on “汚物の山カビ太郎” (Lit. Moldtarou of trash mountain), which is indeed a literary reference to Roald Dahl’s Matilda.

Also you probably know by now, but the PIIIIIIIII is Rikai blowing his whistle.

As for the reasoning of my joke take: just personally thought it was funny. Atleast it’s not John Mold… Also, the main antagonist of Matilda is an overly strict tyrant. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? Anyway, it’s a good joke I think. さすが、あたし。

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

(Iori opens the door and walks in with groceries)

Iori: I’m home~

Rikai: Aah, Iori-san. Welcome back. Had you gone out shopping for dinner?

Iori: Yup, I bought everything♪

Rikai: Sorry you have to do this every time. I do appreciate it

Iori: Don’t mind it. I am a positively voluntary slave after all.

Rikai: C-could you please stop saying that… It makes me feel guilty each time you do….

Iori: Heave-ho…

Rikai: Ah

(PPPIIIIIII)

Iori: ?

Rikai: Iori-san, your shoes

Iori: Shoes?

Rikai: Your discarded shoes are all over the place. It’s unorderly

Iori: Ah, they are. Woops

Rikai: Iori-san, are you perhaps

Rikai: A delinquent?

Iori: Delinquent!?

Rikai: Is kicking off your shoes and leaving them all willy-nilly not completely akin to being a delinquent?

Iori: You’re exaggerating

Rikai: It’s a scandal in our midst!

Rikai: To think that there are residents of this house falling into delinquency- Iori-san, you are involved with organized crime, aren’t you.

Iori: Organized crime!?

Rikai: It is obvious that you are, scattering your shoes in such way after taking them off is nothing else but anti-social behaviour.

Iori: You’re exaggerating?

Rikai: I shall go alert the police.

Iori: Wait, wait! I’ll tidy it!

Iori: Rikai-kun, how is this now?

Rikai: Hm. Order is All Green.

Iori: What am I looking at. Scary

Iori: But that takes care of it! Rikai-kun, may I go now?

Rikai: Go ahead

Iori: I’ll make sure to cook up some yummy grub tonight♪

(PPPIIIIIII)

Iori: Eh?

Rikai: GRUB???

Rikai: What is this disgraceful vocabulary- is it not dinner, otherwise supper?

Rikai: Are you a delinquent?

Iori: Nu-uh I’m not

Rikai: Using a word like grub to describe dinner, is that not completely akin to the mafia!?

Iori: MAFIA!?

Rikai: How frightening. I must be on my guard when talking to you from now on

Iori: HAH!?

Rikai: Either way I shall contact public welfare-

Iori: DINNER!

Rikai: Hm?

Iori: Rikai-kun, I will go prepare some delicious dinner now.

Rikai: Hm. Order is All Green. Again.

Iori: A…again….

Iori: Well, that’s a relief. Rikai-oniisan, may I perhaps take my leave now?

Rikai: Go forth young lad. Be on your way.

(PPPIIIIIIIIIIIIII)

Iori: What is it now

Rikai: You came from outside so what about washing your hands!?

Iori: GYAAH~! I forgoooot~!

Rikai: Iori-san! Are you Moldtilda of Muckinghamshire!?

Iori: What the! I don’t get it but I don’t want to be called that!

Rikai: Oi Moldtilda of Muckinghamshire!! You there, Moldtilda of Muckinghamshire!! Are you listening, Moldtilda!

Iori: Hieeeh~

Rikai: You know you shouldn’t bring germs inside the house. Are you even taking everyone into consideration? You realize it’s a nuisance, do you? Don’t rinse your mouth and you’ll easily catch a cold, understood? This is the social etiquette of society. Even children understand-

Iori: Rikai-sensei!

Rikai: ?

Iori: Motohashi Iori has successfully washed his hands and rinsed his mouth!

Rikai: Order is All Green. 3rd Time.

Iori: Haah…haah…

Rikai: I’m happy for you, Iori-san! To see that even someone as you, who was formerly a delinquent, criminal, mobster and Moldtilda, has splendidly corrected himself. I deeply respect your efforts.

Iori: Why it is who must give you my thanks, Sensei. Truly thank you very everything you’ve done.

Rikai: No no no, it is I who-

Iori: No no no-

(Rikai & Iori go back and forth)

Iori: And with this my humble self must go forth to arrange supper, if you’ll excuse me….

Rikai: Fufu. How refreshing.

(Rikai runs to open the window)

Rikai: RIGHTFULNESS IS GLORIOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS!!!!!!!!

Charisma charge: SUCCESS

Kusanagi Rikai, Motohashi Iori

[blessed-artist]

Thank you so much for tagging me @holbytlanna!! 💙

Rules: answer the questions and tag fifteen mutuals

1. Are you named after anyone?

Funny story actually, I am technically “named after my great grandmother”. But what actually happened was my mom had been super sick with the flu plus morning sickness and had just laid on the couch for a week throwing up and watching a tv show. And while she was watching she noticed how kind and patient this one character was and decided to name me after her. Fast forward a few weeks and my great grandmother asks about baby names and my mom is like “oh we are thinking about (my name)” and my grandmother goes “OH!!!! You are naming her after ME!!?” And my mom (who had no idea that was her middle name) was like “uuuhhm yes absolutely that’s what we are doing”.

So long story short I’m named after a tv show character but my grandma thought it was after her 😂

2. When was the last time you cried?

Last week. Which is weird because I really don’t cry often (I’ve been told it’s unhealthy how little I cry 😂)

3. Do you have kids?

Not yet, but hopefully someday!

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

A lot more than I should probably. I naturally am a very sarcastic person but I have been trying to not say the first sarcastic thing I think of because while it often seems clever it’s also usually kinda rude.

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Aesthetically probably eyes or smile. Attitude wise, probably how they talk about people who aren’t there.

6. What's your eye colour?

Brown but they get a little bit green on the edges if I’m really tired or stressed.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings 100%! I don’t like scary movies at all.

8. Any special talents?

I can roll a coin across my fingers which I think is pretty cool. I read a book where the main character did that all the time and decided I must learn so I did.

9. Where were you born?

The southern part of North America.

10. What are your hobbies?

Pencil drawings, reading, piano, and I’ve been trying to get back into knitting and crocheting.

11. Have you any pets?

Unfortunately no :( but I would love to have a cat and/or dog!

12. What sports do you play/have played?

I have zero athletic ability. I don’t play anything competitively but I play volleyball for fun with a group of friends in the summer. I hate playing sports but I love my friends and it’s a good way to hang out. Plus we usually get supper afterwards!

13. How tall are you?

I honestly can never remember. Probably around 5’6”?

14. Favorite subiect in school?

Does art count? I mean I also loved math. It’s awful and made me cry a time or two but once you get something it’s so cool how everything all makes sense. It’s very satisfying.

15. Dream job?

I mean I would love to one day be a stay at home mom like my mom was but other than that I don’t really have any grand hopes and dreams. Just something that pays well enough for me to afford the books I want to read I guess 🤷‍♀️

I feel like a lot of people have been tagged already so I won’t tag many and sorry if you already have done this and I missed it.

Tagging with no pressure @madsophiehatter @a-marble @duchess-of-mischief and anyone else who wants to do this can consider themselves tagged and tag me in yours!

[abel-draws]

This is what happens when I RP, I end up drawing memes of my kids (and @hiimtryingtounderfell ‘s), it’s a win win lmao.

((Well, happy memes and some not do happy scenes but don’t mind it >w>

*The last two pics are from this drawing meme chart thingy!

[arc-misadventures]

SCP: 1762

Glynda: Mr. Arc… This is meant to be a team exercise…

Jaune: I…! I know…

Glynda: Then where is the rest of your team?

Jaune: You see… t-the thing is…

Glynda: …

Jaune: I-It’s a bit of a funny story actually! W-Well not funny really… It’s mostly sad… R-Really sad…

Glynda: …

Jaune: Like, first you think its supper optimist, hopeful, and happy considering the genre, then it’s just sad… really sad… So…

Glynda: Just tell me already!

Jaune: The rest of my team have really got into SCP stories, and have been reading the stories people made up of them for quite some time now. Them they came to the story about, SCP: 1762, Here-Be-Dragons. I’ve read the story about that one, so I know what it’s about, so I warned them not to read that one. But, they read it anyway. And now…

Glynda: Now…?

Jaune: They’re all in a state of morning…

Glynda: They’re in morning?

Jaune: Yeah… Ren, is lighting incense candles to a shire he made, while making other offers to it, in between trying not to cry…

Glynda: Hmm… I do believe that explains the smell complaint’s I’ve been hearing from your room.

Jaune: Pyrrha’s been wrapped up in a pile of blankets, cover in pop tart crumbs, while eating bucket after bucket of ice cream to drown her sorrows in it…

Glynda: I suppose that also explains, where all the ice cream has disappeared to…

Jaune: And, Nora’s sobbing on the floor, with a box no bigger than a shoe box, spray painted silver, with the words, ‘Here-Be-Dragons’ scribbled on the side of it, as she’s chugging down bottles of syrup like a drunkard…

Glynda: I should have know that’s where all the syrup has gone… But, wouldn’t, Ms. Valkyrie be hyper charged with all that sugar in her?!

Jaune: Consider how much she’s been crying I doubt she has the energy to do anything else… In all honesty I’ve just been cleaning up their individual messes, and getting tissue boxes for them, I have no idea where all this stuff is coming from…

Glynda: Haa… I best go see what is wrong with your team… But, before that, show me this article you read about… What was it; SCP: 1762?

Jaune: What, no! I’ve told you what happened to my friends after they read about it! I don’t want the same thing to happen to you too!

Glynda: Don’t be absurd, Mr. Arc. I am not some child who gets overly emotional at everything. I can handle whatever it is.

Jaune: Oh no…

~~~

Later on, Glynda, and Pyrrha are under a pile of blankets, covered in pop tart crumbs, eating out of a tub of ice cream.

Glynda: Why did they have to go away?! Why couldn’t they stay here with us?!! Whahahaha!!!

Pyrrha: They lost their friends! And, the world they built! Twice?!!

Ren is kneeling in front of a shire with incense candles burning, while a cup of tea slowly cools before him. Where one could see his body clearly shake as he struggled to fight back his tears.

Nora, is laying on the floor, clutching the box, as she prays to whatever, to whomever for the occupants of the box to come back to the world. As a mine field of spent syrup bottles are strewn across the floor with reckless abandon, and heartfelt tears.

All the while, Jaune stands to the side with a garbage bag, cleaning up the remains of their broken hearts.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Honestly this isn’t as bad when my family found out about them. Granted I did have my dad, but he only took care of mom, so…

Jaune watches them all continue to cry before shrugging his shoulders.

Jaune: Meh…

Jaune: This is… relatively fine…

Suddenly the door opens revealing one, Ruby Rose with a cheerful smile on her face holding her scroll in her hands.

Ruby: Hey, Jaune! I found another video on, SCP’s! This one is called, SCP: 1762! Wanna watch it with me?

Jaune: NOOO!!! I must protect the child!!!

~~~

Sometime later:

Ruby’s on the floor, covered in cookie crumbs hugging the box with, Nora crying her eyes out.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Sssssshit…

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Here’s a link to a video for those of you who want to learn about, SCP: 1762