#it's hard to show the size of the houses but they're pretty small

[citrlet]

fairy village nestled away in glimmerbrook

[kisinthehouse]

Could you do like a Nate Jacobs smut but where he’s actually good and not an asshole like he is in the show?

ofc love!

Nate Jacobs x Reader

Warning(s)- Drinking, Unprotected P in V, Oral (f receiving), Kissing, Creampie, Slight Exhibitionism, Dub-Con

You walk through the crowded party, scanning the rooms full of people for your very tall boyfriend. You soon find him with a small group of friends sporting a beer in one hand and talking with exaggerated hand movements, clearly intoxicated. You and Nate have been dating for 4 months at this point, and you guys are about to spend your first Christmas together. Christmas break just started and one of the guys on the football team decided to throw a massive party to celebrate. As you walk up to Nate, he smiles drunkenly at you and completely stops talking to look your way. 

You, having already had multiple shots of vodka with your friends earlier, stumble into his arms and smile up at him as you start to pull him away from the crowds of people, and into a more secluded area of the house. He looks down at you in the dim light and sets his beer down on the small table next to you before leaning down and kissing you softly. He pulls away slowly and starts mumbling about how much he loves you, how pretty you are, and a mix of drunken words strung together. He quickly decides that he’d rather be kissing you, and you drunkenly smile into the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck to pull Nate closer to you as he softly pushes you into the wall, being careful not to hurt you. Even though you are both in a “public” space, the thought never crossed either of your minds that it was possible to get caught. You were both too immersed in each other to remember that you were at an extremely packed party with people everywhere. His body pushes you further up the wall as you wrap your legs around his waist as the kiss becomes more heated. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approaching you both has you pulling away from each other while trying to catch your breath. 

After the very intoxicated girl stubbles past you both, you decide to try and find a more private room to continue. You both trail along the hallways until you find an unoccupied bathroom and hurry into it. Nate quickly locks the door and presses you against the sinks counter while deeply kissing you again. Everything is rushed and it gives you both a sense of euphoria as the music from the party is still loudly playing outside of the door. His hands move up your thighs and under your short dress, hitching it up to your hips and moving his hand against your clit through your underwear. Your hand finds his hard dick through his jeans, the outline of it is already big and you feel your desire for him growing even more as the moments pass. You quickly move to undo his belt as his fingers move faster against your clit before he hooks a finger in each side of your underwear straps and pulls them down your thighs until they're hanging off of one of your ankles. You get his belt unbuckled fast and he unzips his jeans before shoving both them and his boxers down his thighs so they pool at his feet. 

Your hand wraps around his dick, giving it a few strokes before he moves closer to you and gets on his knees in front of you. His lips move closer to your core before they attach to your clit and he looks up at you. “She’s fucking sobbing baby”, Nate says, his voice cracking softly before he reattaches himself to your clit and starts to eat you out messily. You moan softly and quickly move your fingers to his hair and pull it roughly, guiding him closer to your core and moving against his mouth softly. 

Before he can get any further, you pull him up away from your pussy and kiss him desperately before wrapping your hand around his dick and lining him up with your entrance and looking up at him with pleading eyes “please”. He groans softly as he thrusts into you slowly, letting you adjust to him and his size. His hands move to the front of your dress and he pulls it down so your tits are spilling out the top of it and he grabs onto one of them while his other hand grips your thigh tightly, sure to leave delicious bruises the next day. You moan softly as your hand holds onto his bicep, and his thrusts become more meaningful. He looks down at you and kisses down your chest as he breathlessly says “so fucking pretty”. Your eyes roll back and he moves even harder, pushing your back against the sinks mirror that’s hanging on the wall behind you both. The sound of heavy breathing, quiet i love yous, and skin slapping together are the only noises that can be heard in the small bathroom. As you both kiss each other desperately, you feel the knot in your stomach growing tighter and tighter as Nate somehow moves deeper inside of you. He moves one of your thighs higher up on his waist and shifts his hips ever so slightly so he is even deeper in you. You moan out loudly, and Nate knows how close you are. You look up at him and start to beg him quickly “please Nate, please baby” and he nods his head as his thrusts grow quicker. Both of his hands move to your waist and he groans softly as you clench around him tightly, cumming silently with your mouth open and your eyes squeezed shut. Nate’s thrusts slow down as he finishes deep inside of you, and you moan softly.

 He lays his head down on your chest as you both try to catch your breath. He helps clean you up, and you both re-adjust your clothing and fix your appearances before he pulls you close and kisses you softly. You look at each other in the horrible bathroom lighting and smile. You don’t know how you got this lucky.

[jarate-pissman]

Silly Doodle of TF2 if they were dogs. I wanted their accessories to resemble their human counterparts, but it can be difficult because putting a dog into human clothes is hard to draw.

Scout: A Boston Terrier. A breed known for being lively and happy, it's friendly and open to strangers. Scout as a guard dog would show you where his owners keep the valuables if you give him even a crumb of attention. Also, they can be bug eyed and derpy at times.

Pyro: A Dalmatian. Duh. With a bag on their head that resembles pyro.

Soldier: Solly is an American Pitbull Terrier. The fact that it's a controversial breed makes it an even better fit! ABPTs were used in combat missions in WWI and II. In WWII they appeared often on war propaganda posters. One of the most well known ABPT was named Sgt Stubby in WWI, and he earned himself numerous medals. Stubby is probably the deciding factor. Soldier has an American flag bandana and his food bowl over his eyes. He smells faintly of rotten bbq ribs.

Heavy: An Ovcharka (Caucasian Shepherd) while originally the breed hailed from Georgia, the USSR pushed to have the breed standardized. The huge dog breed was originally bred for guarding purposes, and has a serious and protective nature. Perfect for guarding his medic. He greatly treasures his Sandvich, a stuffed squeaky toy from the bargain bin at the pet store.

Demoman: A one-eyed Scottish terrier with a sturdy body and a manly beard. My personal experience with Scotties as a dog groomer is that they are absolute assholes who are wary of strangers squeezing their ass glands. I'm pretty sure Demo would bite me too if I touched his asshole. Demo has a squeaky bouncy ball that resembles a sticky bomb, one eye, and a hat that looks like a beanie.

Engineer: An American Bulldog. Mainly this was influenced by their stocky body and their friendly personality. Bulldogs are also a very intelligent dog breed that possess high endurance, agility, and strength. American Bulldogs were bred with the intention that they would be a farm dog. I would have gone with the Blue Lacy, but it didn't feel very Engie, despite being the only breed outta Texas. Engineer dog has doggles.

Spy: A french bulldog. Both the French Bull Dog and the Boston Terrier both descended from the Bulldog, so in a way they are related. While a poodle would have fit Spy as well, Frenchies are pretty expensive in their own right, and the cost of their medical bills might as well cost 5 poodles. They're like the luxury bulldog, and I feel like the fact that Spy and Scout's breeds resemble each other makes it better. Since dogs don't usually wear balaclavas, Spy-dog got his face stuck in a pair of red/blu underwear and started wearing them ever since.

Medic: What dog is more demanding, bratty, and sadistic than a Pomeranian? Pomeranians are extroverted, lively, alert, and highly intelligent dogs of German origin. They can be aggressive to humans and dogs to try and prove themselves. They don't seem to realize how small they are, and somehow wind up ruling the house anyways, even if there are other dogs. I can just imagine Medic-dog commanding Heavy-dog, and Heavy-dog going along with whatever he says. Medic has tiny glasses and a stray hair curl.

Sniper: A dingo. Aloof, mysterious, and a bit scrawny for his size, he's an excellent hunter who can brave the scorching bush and all Australia has to offer.

[stupidlovergirl]

Levi! The Babygirl Otaku Shut-in!

A small collection of blurbs/headcannons of what it's like to date Levi!

not edited

Leviathan, who streams for money. He’s introverted and a little shy, but when he is live streaming feels different. He is pretty popular too, and people think his expressiveness is pretty funny. He plays all different kinds, but everyone can tell he has a soft spot for indie games and dating simulators. After you guys start dating, he accidentally slips up and mentions you while playing one. It was a simple “Oh! Me and my s/o did something like this the other day lololol.” Chat went absolutely FERAL. Shut-in otaku Levi!?!? WITH A LOVER?!?!?! They were demanding for a reveal. He discussed if you were comfortable or not. If you said yes he would be absolutely ECSTATIC, he would be ok with a no tho, he gets it can be pretty stressful. If you  would just like to be on call, no face that's cool! He gets so happy if you say you are fine with a full reveal, face and all!! Brags about you so much, his chat clowns him so hard. They stop calling him by his name and just call him your boyfriend. Ever since then you sometimes play games with him, your choice! The chat loves you two!!! They call you two couple goals when you start making fun of each other. 

Levi really likes to visit the beach when he gets out of the house. Hope you can drive, he cannot. If you can’t, better start preparing those puppy dog eyes to convince Mammon to take you two to the beach. He really likes collecting seashells for Henry’s tank on the seashore with you. I think Levi would be really good at surfing!! He heard about it from the human world, and really wanted to give it a shot. He kills it!! He also likes having picnics there too. Cute foods or leftovers are all fine with him, he just thinks it's fun. He’s a sap.

He makes mixtapes for you. He knows people make playlists now, but he thinks having a physical one is a little more meaningful. He draws cute hearts and a picture of the two of you on the CD. Are there a lot of anime songs on there? Yes. Your point? Miku didn’t make these to go to WASTE!!!! Also includes songs that remind him of you, and songs you mentioned that made you think of him.

Levi is a little bit more weird on how he shows affection. He never really had a long term relationship (maybe not even short term ones…). He doesn’t always get it. Show him you love him though your ways and he’ll show you how he loves. Making couples cosplay to even outfits you said you wanted but they didn’t have the correct sizes or lengths. He likes when you wear these, as they leave marks of him on you. He also likes giving you items he owns to wear. Bracelets, pins, shirts, whatever you want you can have!! Levi gets a little possessive, especially since he doesn’t attend class in person a lot. He also might bring back fossils. He just thinks they're neat. Also, stuffed animals are a must. He gets them for you on instinct. They're cute like you, and are good for nests! (I like to think demons nest. That is what Levi's bathtub bed doubles as since hardly anyone comes into his room)

Continuing his strange affection streak: physical affection. He bites softly on your cheeks or arms, cuddles almost look like he’s killing you because he wraps around you like a snake, just funny little things that make you laugh sometimes. He also like to cuddle because he is naturally a little colder, because he is a reptile based demon. Will surprise you with his cold hands and laugh at your misery. Kiss him in public and he shuts up. I bet he is so ticklish from lack of touch hnrgh. Tickle him till he cries!!! His laugh becomes so ugly and he snorts and starts crying and it looks so CUTE!!!! He is just a touch starved cutie please give him all the lovings! Do expect revenge for this though, he is not a merciful demon. 

I think he glows in the dark. Bio-luminescent sea creature my dudes(gender neutral)!!!! Night light boyfriend!!! He likes it when you kiss those marks, because for a long time he was insecure of them. Honestly? Loving any part of his demon form makes him feel better, because he still hates them. He has made an uneasy peace with a lot of it, but sometimes he still feels intensely disgusted by them. Ask him permission and Touch! His! Horns! Tell them how it reminds of coral (I think they might be based off of fire coral specifically?). Pet his tail!! He appreciates it, even if you sometimes have to chase it because he gets excited and it starts to wag. You feel like you're fighting a beast trying to catch it some days.

These ones are a little more serious. Please remember he has bad anxiety!! Depression also comes hard on him too. You can notice because his hygiene starts to slip first. Levi might be a shut in, but he doesn’t like to smell. He escapes for little showers, or at least takes rag baths. Please encourage him to shower, sometimes that means being in the bathroom with him, not always necessarily in the bath with him though. He just likes your presence, you never feel overwhelming to him. He might ask you to wash his hair at these times. Speaking might be too much in these times too. Just turn on Ruri-chan or the TSL movies. They’re his comfort shows. Let him take his time. He’ll tell you soon enough.

Back to light-hearted ones now!! Levi really likes terms of endearments. His favorite ones to call you is Henry, Player 2, and when he’s being really cringe “his Waifu/Husbando”. He also really likes calling you “his”, not in a toxic way.  He just sometimes likes knowing that you are his like he is yours. Just calling you “his s/o” makes his heart flutter. Levi likes any name you give him! Obviously there are the ones that are the matching one to it, like “Lord of Shadows” and “Player 1”. Please babygirl him, he loses his mind. He CANNOT believe he’s your babygirl! HIM! He doesn’t like when you say it in public, he can only take so much!!!! Much more prefers being called it in private. He really likes any softer pet names, he’s a soft guy!

[shadowscrybe]

Rayven's Revenge- Chapter 5

Summary: Rayven is the younger sister of Rhysand in the Night Court. She was banished 64 years ago for the murder of her sister. This is the story of Rayven earning her place in Prythian and finding out what it means to be family. We all know how her story ends...but how did she get there? I don't want to forget the demon princess with bat wings. Do you?

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: none-typical canon content

A/N: Pissed off bat boys YES MAAM Hahaha what fun we're having right? Such happy, exciting times... for now :) How do we feel about the character of Rahne? I feel like the shadows need personalities.

Rayven used what time she had to spare to fly out of the Spring Court. Rahne could winnow them home at the Autumn Court border. 

Most of what she knew about flying was self taught. So when she could, she found time to relish in casual flight. She searched under her skin to the very tips of her wings feeling every muscle work together. Her mother had been clipped so long ago she couldn't remember enough to teach her how to fly. Another basic allowance she felt guilty for.

She chewed over Lucien’s warning as they soared. She made a mental note to send Eris a message later to check on him. 

Rahne was the fastest shadow she thought ever existed. So with a slow fly, she would grow bored and begin to show off. 

Her little form spun and flipped around like a sea mammal coasting through waves. Race, she goaded. If she had a mouth, Rayven was certain it would be foaming. They hadn't had the time or freedom to race in so long. 

Her little shadow vibrated in the air, sensing her consideration. 

Why not, she said to her. She flipped and lined up to her right wing. First one to the border wins? 

Ready, Rahne confirmed. 

Set, she answered. 

Go!

They moved faster than arrows. She flapped her wings so hard she knew her tendons would hurt later. Oh well, they needed this. 

Rahne slithered through the wind with ease. Her little form inched past her shoulder. A wing length ahead turned into two and then she was really showing off.  

Rayven pulled her wings in after a huge thrust and torpedoed to her. The Autumn Court was a few strides away now. 

She twisted and Rayven knew she was letting her catch up. Right when she had pulled so close her shadow sent her condolences to her master looking back from the finish line. 

What's that score again? Her form expanded into a dark hole to winnow through.

No count, she laughed. 

It was unnecessary. She’s never lost. 

Rayven took an extra long glide through her and where Autumn had been was now Night. 

And Cassian. 

He was arcing around the field they flew into outside the cottage. 

Well, she said to Rahne. We’re fucked. 

Fucked, she echoed. 

“You going to make me fight it out of you or can you just start talking?” His arms were crossed and his huge wings flapped quicker to keep him in place. 

“I had some free time,” she shrugged, pulling to a quick stop.

“To do what, exactly?” he growled. 

She fished the short flowers out of her pocket. “I was getting an arrangement for tonight.” She held them out to him. “Do you think they're pretty?”

“You have got to be out of your mind. The Spring Court?” 

“Did you tell him?” She chewed on her cheek. 

“Why would I ever tell that prick anything,” he said. 

When they reached her cottage he landed before her and held a hand up. 

She hadn't needed a catch since her second decade, but she granted him the gentleman act and took his hand into her landing. 

He squeezed and led them into the house. 

The current sitting room was the size of the original cottage. The small two-story addition felt like a shell around the bones of the shack she met all those years ago. But with Cassian just short of the ceiling, it felt tiny again. 

His large body flopped onto her low bed with a huff. “Care to explain?”

So she did. Rayven told him about her master plan to force the Highlord to accept her. She retold him about Tamlin and Lucien around her room divider, leaving the bits about Eris out. 

It wouldn't matter what she wore. She was only going to be there for ten minutes. 

She told him about taking border shifts since she’d been training and how her performance would move her rank up. Rayven threw on whatever white shirt she had clean and fresh black pants. He didn't laugh when she told him about going for a spot in the Rite. He didn't argue with her when she explained about getting to the stranded female first. He listened to all of it. He didn't argue once.  

When she was done and emerged from behind the standing shade, he tried to look mad. 

She spun for him and he lost the battle to frown. 

“You're going to get my bed dirty,” she plunked down next to him in his clean black clothes. He and Azriel were always in black, but tonight they would omit the fighting leathers. 

“Me? Have you seen your hair?” 

She hadn't. She could only guess its state after her race with Rahne. 

“Is my braid falling out?”

“That was supposed to be a braid?” His face contorted and she knew it was rough. 

She groaned and grabbed her brush off the side table. He was quick to take it from her and started brushing out the tangles. Rayven’s wings folded out of his way. 

“You don't have anything to say?” She asked as he tried to not pull on the knots. 

“I think they will have enough to say. You don't need it from me.”

He began to section half way up her head. 

“So Azriel knows?”  

His hands paused in her hair. “Who would've told me where to wait?”

If she made it through tonight, they were going to kill her. Azriel did not take being tricked lightly. 

He incorporated more hair as he moved down her scalp. “We haven't done this in so long,” she said tilting her head back to smile at him. “I figured you would have forgotten how to do it.”

“Yeah, well you definitely forgot.” His fingers pushed her head forward. “Keep your head still or it will be crooked.” 

Once he added all the hair, the remaining twist down her back took him no time. 

“Can I tell you h-”

“No,” She quickly cut him off. 

He held a hand over her shoulder and pinched his fingers together. 

Rayven handed him the hair tie off her wrist. He flicked the finished product over her wings and shoulder. The smooth braid was perfect. No pieces awkwardly pulled her scalp like when she would do it on herself. 

“Are you ready?” He handed her jacket over. 

“I guess.” 

Rahne wiggled and expanded to move them into Velaris. To take her and Cassian, she had to really stretch. They were the largest she ever moved. 

Azriel was outside on the steps of the Town House. He wore the same attire as his brother. Sleek in his normal black, minus the leathers.

Rayven wished the shadowsinger looked his normal bored, but he was absolutely simmering. His shadows flickered like steam coming off him. 

Rahne took off to meet Azriel’s shadows but one must have warned her against it because she returned to her master in a stumble. 

Anger, Rahne said. 

Yes, I picked that up. 

Please don't be pissed. She said in his mind. 

Pissed is not the right word. He sent back. 

He opened the door for her and Cassian, glaring as Cassian passed the threshold. 

Inside the Town House, Rhys was the first one to greet them. 

He was in his fancy lord shirt. A black tunic with silver threading. He dressed wonderfully, but his face looked sad.

She wished he looked pissed like Azriel, or carefully disinterested like Cassian. 

But when he and Cassian shared a look that Cassian quickly ducked she knew Rhys had gotten the debrief. Rhys didn't start shouting at her, though. He just opened his arms for her to walk into.

How did it go? She hadn't thought to ask Cassian.  

We'll talk about it later, his voice was calm in her head. 

Cassian attempted one last joke before they had to go in. “How old are you now?”

“It doesn't matter,” She mumbled, pressing into Rhys’ hug. 

“Seventy-four,” Azriel said. 

We’ll be in and out. Promise. 

She gave a small shake letting the nerves flick off her wings. 

Rhys pressed a kiss into her hair. 

“Happy birthday, Rayven.”

[1000night]

DILF HP AU

Okay so let's start our DILF HP AU 🤤🤤🤤

Settings: So you're the new and one of the four girls enter Hogwarts, the university of Magic.

Warnings:have smut so midor don't interactions, and don't like don't read. Polyamory, chubby and short readers.

All my characters has the tend to be soft dark

Gryffindor

Sunshine and Grumpy trope

You know cats love sunshine and most of them are only share prcious with their family.

When you first show up in the Open Ceremony and be sorted to Gryffindor, they claimed you.

You want some chivalry Princess or knights? Well, you do have eight of them but they're beasts with human guise.

You think the most easy going ones are Steve or Hal? Well, you're not wrong. They're gentle and couldn't stare at you like you're a prey. And they're always try to warn other boys don't do something to let you feel shyness and feel uncomfortable (though you always feel hot under their stares)

But Steve's the first one enter your door room and always brushed your arms, chests , waist or hips 'unintentionally'.

As for Hal, there's a period of time, when your period near, you'd dream about those boys...something...unholy.

You dreamed that the boys are take turns to eat you out and Hal usually is the longest and make you scream the loudest.

Your whimpers and moans always trigger his lust and his sinful tongue would send you to the cloud nine.

“So pretty...taste so good, Sunshine. Give me more, come on. Just one more...” He would hold your thighs and spread them wider, his other hand would stroke your breast, pinch the harden nipples.

When your hips buckle up to rub on his face, he sipps your juice loudly.

“Atta' girl. Always so sweet, so good for me. And so responsive.” He licks a long stripe on your clit and curl his tongue to play with your nerve bundle, you shiver and the tighten coil in your stomach snaps.

He devours whatever you give him down his greedy mouth and laps you clean. He gives your trembling thighs several feather kisses and he look up at your eyes.

“Not enough, Sunshine. I'm starving and cold. Now, you can warm me up, right?”

And he crawls up, hover over you while he undoes his boxers.

You're too stunning and so fucked out that you can't think straight now.

He spears into you slowly and sigh in relief, he gives your sore pussy some pets and shallow thrusts to let her adjust his size and girth.

He kisses your forehead and nuzzle into your neck.

“Now, sleep, we have classes tomorrow and I have to wait until next week.”

Hufflepuff

Friends to lovers trope

This house has the most best actors and the nerdy guy.

They're all friendly to you and always help you finish your struggles.

But they all think they're not attractive like other houses(Especially from Gryffindor). Or have other conditions to attract women.

So, you want to repay them as their friends.

Only if you know that's one of the traps...

You're sitting on Dennis, and Ryan are kissing you sloppy. His large and warm hands roam around your sweaty body, squeeze your heavy breasts and he moans.

While your hands are stroking Ryan's length.

“You feels so good, Sweetheart. Such a pretty little thing. So soft and plump, and you taste divine.”

“And she's so kind to let us have her sweet pussy and touch her goddess body. Ah, Sweetheart, I don't know what I done to deserve this.”

You pants and try to find words when they kiss down your neck, Ryan sucking your nipple while his hand rolls the either one, and Dennis nipps and leave small hickeys down your back.

“Don't, don't say that, you two are worthy...Oh fuck! Right there Denny, please please please, ah...!”

You can feel the cocks grow hard then seconds ago and their thrusts became more rough.

“ Say that again, Sweetheart. Please praise me more...oh God I'm gonna cum.”

You can hear Dennis started to sob, Ryan buries his head into your breasts and bite the soft flesh gently. But his hands are cover yours on his cock and stroking faster

“Ngh...You are both handsome and strong, everytime I saw your bodies, those chest, those abs, and oh god those thighs, I would feel so horny and I have to change my soaked panties.”

“And look at those hands! Those huge, slender and beautiful hands. I wish they could hold my waist or hips or my breasts when I feel tired or just hole me. And it's even better to let me snuggle into them, or let me suck them when I anxious—!”

The men both increase the pace and growl while you screaming for the feelings mix pain and pleasure.

“Oh, oh! Sweetheart, I, I can't hold it anymore.”

“Cum for me, boys. Fill me up please.”

Your words is the last straw, your bodies are shaking and still feel dizzy.

“That's... that's so amazing. Thank you Sweetheart.” Dennis nuzzles your temple with his cheek , and slowly pull out.

Your eyes widen when you see the thick fluid in the condom. Dennis blushed and give you a shyly smile.

Ryan back with a wet clothes and clean his mess on your chest to your tummy.

Ryan kisses your forehead.

“We love you, Sweetheart. And thank you for doing this for us.”

[j4ne--d0e]

ATLEY HEADCANONS

OR IF YOU'RE UNFAMILIAR, ATLANTA x HERRY

I'm bored, it's almost 3 AM, and they're rotting my brain; some of these were brought to you by the COTT discord server.

STARTING US OFF

` Dumb jock who doesn't know his strength x Mean athlete who reminds him

` "I might hurt her, I need to be gentle." "I'm not made of glass jackass, kiss me." relationship

` He kisses her bruises after every fight, she calls him sappy but secretly loves it.

` Extremely gentle due to the vast size difference, always shows her affection so sweet and easy that it can be compared to that of a new owner and a baby kitten

` Their dates consist of going on runs, exercising, training, and fast food.

` Holds Atlanta on his shoulders at any given chance, she rests her arms on his head and her head on both; sometimes naps there and Henry won't move a single muscle

` Herry is the groups medic however will only ever treat Atlanta first if it's not a dire situation, if they all got some scrapes and bruises however he checks on her first. "Did I bump you too hard? I'm sorry babe.." "YOU TOOK A LEFT HOOK TO THE JAW FOR ME, I AM MORE THAN FINE."

` He does everything for her, carries her bags, her books, and her equipment. She tries to do it herself and tells him that she can but he just shakes his head and takes it back from her.

` Buys her 7 balloons for the Valentine's day grams, the limit is 5 but Herry can be pretty threatening if he wants to.

` Atlanta isn't a big pda girl, small kisses, short hand holding, hugs, and that's about it. But at home especially at night she wears one of his old shirts, some sleep shorts, and face plants his chest to go to bed at night. Only Neil knows this, she holds his mirror hostage because of it.

` Atlanta is scared of thunderstorms due to one killing her mother in a freak accident (This will be explained in another post), so whenever a storm rolls around Herry gathers all the blankets and pillows accessible to him, lets her hide in his chest when loud cracks or booms fill the sky, and plays his TV on 50% volume; pretending he doesn't hear her whimpers or feels tear stains on his shirt, just hugs her closer to him and rubs soothing little circles into her back.

` Big gentle boyfriend, small angry girlfriend.

` He plays with her hair on the weekends they get to sleep in.

` Didn't tell the others they were dating until a few months went by and they got caught kissing in Atlanta's room.

` Introduced Atlanta to Granny as his girlfriend and she instantly started referring to Atty as "My girl" or "My Atlanta" and saying things such as "My little Atlanta is the perfect lady for my grandson, keeps him safe.. Yes, I do love them both."

` Watches shitty romcoms and cackles like witches before mimicking them while giggling and choking on popcorn.

` The couple ever

` Carries her around at the wild life saftey protests, screams the loudest during the deforestation prevention rallies.

` Rough houses on days Herry isn't self conscious about hurting her, not afraid to chase each other through the rain and fall in puddles.

` She helps around on the farm, drives places for granny, the only person allowed to drive Herry's truck off mission,

` Atlanta loves when he calls her Atty or His lightning bolt, often refers to him in private as Her warrior

` Herry will drop everything to help Atlanta, especially if she's injured or worse.

` He's like a natural heater, so cuddles early in the morning are mandatory before they start any classes / training.

` Will find ways to sneak away from their mentors to walk through Athena's garden.

` Atlanta jokingly tells him he should do the Atalanta's footrace to win her heart, he takes it serious and actually trains to do it still to this day.

` Although Atlanta is a vegetarian/vegan, Herry still loves taking her out to meat themed restaurants (He never forces her to buy any meat, often pointing out which are vegan safe options on the menu.)

` Messy rooms, both of them, they play MK and the loser has to clean up both rooms. (They end up just helping whoever loses anyways.)

` The type of girlfriend to cover her boyfriend's eyes when she's losing in a video game.

` His lap is like a second seat to her, she casually sits in it whenever without realizing.

` Loves to prank the others together.

` Atlanta was scared of a relationship at first, but over time Herry carefully introduced the aspects of it to her; taking his time to let her adjust which she was grateful for.

` Cuts her hair for her so she doesn't have that spikey fuck ass bob.

` Get a puppy together and name him Zeus so that they can mess with the god.

` Talks to Theresa and Jay for advice but realizes their friends relationships aren't too stable and stop doing it.

THAT'S ALL FOLKS, HAVE A LOVELY NIGHT

[cg-saturn]

hey saturn! do you have any advice for people who can't really regress in their own home? i live with my parents and idk what they'd do if they found out(it's a stress response and i think that's contributing)

love you! hope you're having a good day <3

-@littlethena

Tips for regressing while living with others

Hey @littlethena! Thank you for sending this ask, I've actually been thinking of making a post on this for a while now!

Sometimes having other people who live in your home can be really stressful for Littles who need to be discreet for any reason. Maybe you live with your parents, roommates, or in an open housing arrangement, and have a hard time regressing because you don't want to be found out. I promise it's okay! We've almost all been there at one point or another, and I want to let you know that luckily, there are tons of adorable but discreet ways to be little around others! This is a list that I've come up with, some things might be more achievable than others for some Littles and that's okay!! I promise there is no right or wrong way to regress and there's definitely no checklist of what you need to be a little. These are just some suggestions based on my personal experience with having to be discreet while living with others. I do hope this helps some of you!

Clothing can be a big part of regressing! Soft shirts, cute skirts, comfy pants, and adorable socks are some really simple but effective ways to help yourself regress! Depending on your big age and fashion sense, there are tons of options.

Soft graphic t-shirts are super easy to come by at big stores or online, and there's so many different designs you can pick from! You can easily find shirts related to kidcore, like care bears or even just cute prints!

Big sweaters are one of the best ways to help yourself feel tiny! Try buying one or two sweaters that are two sizes above your normal shirt size, and enjoy the sweater paw life! If someone asks, you can always tell them that the fitting rooms were closed or it was the last option for the top.

Cute or crazy socks are my personal favorite when it comes to discreet regressing. No matter what your shoe size is, there are hundreds of cute designs that you can hide under your shoes or with a long pair of pants! I suggest checking materials before buying socks, if you're in person definitely check that the stitching will stretch, or if you're online always check review! The Cat and Jack brand (not spon) makes kids items up to a size 6 us /8 women's us and I absolutely adore their cat socks!

Using "big" versions of little toys when people are around can be super useful for little ones who don't live alone! Stim toys and trinkets are easy to explain, and stuffies could always be a "gift from a friend".

Stress balls can be really fun for kiddos to keep around the house! I personally love the ones that have beads inside or the nets around them, and they're fun to play with anywhere you go!

Figurines and action figures are pretty easy to explain to people too! As far as anyone else knows, they're just cute decorations from your favorite shows or games, but you can play with them the same way you play with your dolls

If you're a kiddo that enjoys rattles, you can always make your own! Find some beads or small things that you can fill a toilet paper roll with, and get some colored paper to close up both sides with using tape, and decorate it however you want using stickers or markers! They're super easy to hide or even take apart once you're done playing with it!

"Adult" coloring books are a little's best friend. They're pretty self explanatory to anyone who finds it, and its typically seen as a therapy method for people! If anything, they might want to see all the awesome work you've done (but, you're more than allowed to say no if you're not comfortable sharing it!) You can even use crayons or markers if you want to feel more little, and there's tons of different large print books for if you don't want fine detail work.

Stuffies are such a comfort whether you're 2 or 95, and they're one of the easiest things to explain! Right now, everyone's collecting squishmallows- its just the trend! Any stuffie friend that might be questioned easily could be passed off as gifts from friends or family, or just simply that it was too cute to pass up!

Making bracelets, just like the coloring books, is super easy to explain too! It's just relaxing to do, and you can make them for the people you love without even telling them why you're making them!

Just having general cute decor can also be super fun for Littles. Depending on your living situation, things around the house can pretty easily just be made hidden Little objects!

Soft blankets of your favorite characters or colors are typically inexpensive and definately functional for around the house at this time of year! Cuddling up all comfy cozy is the best for helping bring yourself into little space, and what's better than a secretly special blankie!

Cute cups or mugs are great for daily use around the house! Star and I have a whole collection of cute mugs, some of which are specifically used when one of us is signaling that we're feeling little! If you have a CG or someone around who knows, this can be a helpful way to signal your needs! Or, if you don't have anyone who knows around, it can be seen as just another cute mug in the back of the shelf that you use once and a while!

Stuffies again can make a great decoration piece if you have a lot of them! Around our house, we use the stuffies to protect things like the record player or wires the cats might get at. The person we live with absolutely loves having them out to look at too, and they do an amazing job of keeping things safe!

Decorative lights like fairy or led lights can be fun for everyone! It helps set the mood in a relaxing tone! No matter what your big age is, fairy lights are a wonderful decoration for any space!

I really hope this list helps some kiddos that are struggling to hide their regression for any reason! You're still just as valid as any little, I promise. You deserve to enjoy the same comforts as the Littles that live alone, and I hope that some of these ideas can help make it easier while you're in whatever situation you're in! Remember that you are loved and cared about, and you deserve to regress. Please reblog with any other ideas you have! I'd love to hear them!

Pippi Saturn 💕

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Dni: k!nk/nsfw, maps, terfs, homophobes, transphobes, anti-agere

[miss-celestial-being]

𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗

➾ 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖔:

name — bee (moots can call me belle)

age — 16 (surprising, right?)

pronouns — she/they (tho you can call me whatever you like)

sexual orientation — i..... idfk anymore

country — u.s.

time zone — pacific standard time (pst california)

➾ 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊:

white, natural wavy/curly brunette (tho i dye my hair every now and then)

aesthetic is all over the place but i tend to stick with boxy graphic/band tees or really big sweatshirts, mostly muted colors with a small pop of bright color

plus sized, tall, faint freckles and moles, lots of acne bc ✨teenager✨, a bunch of stretch marks and cellulite

➾ 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞:

hogwarts house — slytherin (tho i got ravenclaw once)

three big signs — gemini sun, sagittarius moon, libra rising

personality type — istp-t

➾ 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌:

i dont have any separate blog for shitposts and rants or interaction with friends so expect that all here. i like to think i'm a pretty friendly person (at least online) so feel free to talk to me anytime!

i write for many fandoms, including, harry potter, stranger things, the 100, and bridgerton. expect more to be added as i get invested in more and more shows and movies.

original ideas are hard, i get that completely. and sometimes you don't remember exactly where you got the idea from, which is completely fine. i do not expect any credit to be given if i inspire your writing, that's just part of the process. as long as you're not blatantly stealing anything, we don't have any problems.

if you would like to translate my work or post it somewhere else, please message me. i'm pretty chill so don't feel threatened or anything. if you find my work good or interesting and would like it to reach others, just make sure to get my WRITTEN permission and CREDIT ME!! if you don't, you will be reported and blocked. i may be chill but i DO NOT tolerate plagiarism, it is ILLEGAL!!

if you have any complaints or concerns, please feel free to message me or send me an ask as long as you're not rude about it. i'm always looking for ways i can improve, whether that be in my writing or as a person. i love getting feedback, it really helps me learn and grow

i will never be one of those blogs that block people if they spam like bc i understand that there are blogs that don't wanna have any posts on their blog or they're ashamed they're reading fanfiction or it just doesn't match what they talk about on their blog. and i do appreciate likes because it shows me what y'all like and if i should continue making something or writing about a certain character. i also appreciate the few reblogs i do get because it really helps with the algorithm, so thank you <3

➾ 𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒/𝖋𝖚𝖓 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖘:

i hate the feeling of velvet and felt, i feel physically sick when touching it. its basically like nails on a chalkboard.

i have a cat named oreo, who i am convinced is a velociraptor in disguise (velociraptors can open doors, that's why). She likes to open my door with her mind powers and/or knock on it and scream at me till i open it.

i love frogs and rats so so much, i really want them as pets (which is kinda hard with a cat so im probably gonna get them when i move out).

i have an "irrational" fear of spiders. every time i see one i either scream for someone to kill it, hyperventilate, or cry. my mom gets pissed at me for asking her to kill them

i've been biting my nails since before i even had a developed memory. my therapist thinks its from past anxiety that's become a habit.

i have a depression, anxiety, and adhd

i have issues with confrontation, most likely caused by ptsd (according to my therapist). i usually cry when someone yells at me or looks like they're gonna hit me (unless i started the fight and it's with someone that's either younger than me or shorter than me)

i have a tendency to focus on my insecurities for too long and begin to think i'm unloveable, which is no one's fault, i'm just a dumbass.

i love every single one of you to the moon and back, nothing will change my mind.

[m34gs]

For the BROTP/ Platonic ask meme: Aizawa and All Might (BNHA) 8, 12, 14, 17, 18.

Thanks for the ask, friend! (from this post) This one made me think pretty hard; I haven't thought about BNHA for a hot minute, lol.

Aizawa and All Might BROTP

8. How would they react to a 3 AM phone call from the other?

Aizawa is probably used to it. It's not like he's sleeping, anyway, and All Might, in my opinion, has some wicked anxiety and ptsd issues. Anxiety loves to spring on a person in the middle of the night. If Aizawa's out on a night-patrol, I imagine he tells All Might to give him a moment to find a safe place to listen, and then listens to his friend and talks him through it. If he's at home, he probably goes out to the couch so he doesn't disturb Present Mic's sleep.

If All Might gets a 3 am phone call from Aizawa; he panics. I headcannon Aizawa as more of a texter; only using phone calls if he absolutely has to. A phone call from him is an Immediate Red Flag. I'd imagine All Might is already half in his hero gear by the time he answers the phone; and he is answering it on the third ring. His buddy is in Trouble and he is going to Get There and nothing can stop him.

12. Imagine they're shopping for clothes together. How does it go?

Horrible. Terrible. Not in terms of companionship; because they're both very comfortable with each other. But in terms of style. Let's face it. Scruffy Aizawa with his basically-pyjamas costume, and All Might who wears baggy cargo pants and an over-sized t-shirt when not in costume? I refuse to believe they didn't have help assembling their suits when they had to go to the parents' houses and explain the situation with the dorms.

Present Mic dreads any time Aizawa mentions going shopping with All Might. He might very well end up banning the two from clothes-shopping together.

14. How would they have met outside canon? (Imagine any AU!)

This question gives me too much power. Far too much. "Imagine any AU"; AU's are my jam. I could imagine HUNDREDS.

For the sake of simplicity and to not make this reply into a novel instead of a tumblr post; I'll just pick one. Let's say a quirkless au, no super powers; they're both still teachers. I think they would meet when All Might is hired as the new teacher; Yagi Toshinori. The difference is that they haven't heard of each other before since in this world neither of them is famous in any way. I think that would allow their feelings and friendship to form more organically.

17. Do they share anything like food, clothes, music, etc?

In casual, civilian clothes, they both opt for comfort. They don't enjoy a lot of the same music or tv shows or movies, though they both adore cute cat videos (Aizawa definitely sends them via text when All Might is having a bad night with the anxiety and ptsd). For food, I think they'd like similar stuff but unfortunately All Might isn't able to eat much with how his torso and internal organs were destroyed. They're less likely to go out and eat, more likely to enjoy small snacks in the comfort of one of their homes, while they talk about lesson plans and vent about work.

18. How do they react to each other's taste in music?

I imagine Aizawa probably listens to All Might's music only when he is around All Might. It's not that he hates it, but it's not his preference so he wouldn't choose it when he's alone. He doesn't really react much, just sits and listens while they do whatever it is they're doing (driving, talking, having tea, etc.), and once in a while he'll comment on a part of the song he likes.

I imagine All Might tries to listen to Aizawa's music on his own, but he doesn't really get it. Vibes of 'Dad who wants to connect with his Emo Teen but isn't sure if he really Understands the Angry Music'. (Yes, I think Aizawa listens to emo, punk, rock, and metal. No, I will not be elaborating) All Might tries his best to enjoy it but the best he can manage is a weak thumbs up and a smile that looks a lot more like a grimace...lol. It's ok, though, because Aizawa thinks it's endearing that he tries.

Hope you enjoyed my answers! I had fun with this :)

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

Actually, I hope you'll forgive me if I complain about one more thing

This is just kind of venting, so like, prioritize making sure you're rested and stuff over reading it, you know? Hope you have as nice a day as you can

About a week ago, have an appointment scheduled with a plumber to come look at the downstairs toilet. Leaking every time it flushes (had a huge mess cause my mom made such a pile of filth next to the toilet no one saw it was leaking till it wasn't flushing right, so she had me take a look and I'm like... it's dumping water every flush)

Anyway, grandma's agreed to help cover the toilet, but I'm wondering why the toilet is gonna cost $800, seems high to me. I say "wanna ask the plumber why that is, we've used them on the water heater, so I don't they're trying to screw me, but I don't get it"

Well, she starts freaking out a bit and being like "well it's hard for me to get up the stairs, so I've just been pissing in my incontinence pads, I think I'll die if this doesn't get fixed". First off like, don't fucking need to know that, second off fuck off, said I wanted to ask a question

Well, the son of a friend of my grandma's agrees with me, says he thinks he can fix it for cheaper, asks for a picture

My mom sends it, he sends back that he can't help cause it's looks like there's bad floor damage and that'll cost a lot more to fix

So now my mom's freaking out, just doom and gloom

I'm having to regulate her emotions for her, which I hate being forced to do. I'm pointing out "guy probably didn't realize previous idiot that owned this place laid particleboard over the good tile and put stick on tile on that, he's probably mistaking cosmetically ugly for damage, cause he's just going off a picture"

Also keep saying how "well, the plumber will be here noon tomorrow, I'll talk to him then, and we'll know what we know"

She keeps saying how "hope for the best, plan for the worst", and it's like yeah, but worst cause scenario isn't that the floor's fucked, it's that I decide I need to install a toilet myself instead of letting the plumber do it

Makes my night, and then also my morning hell. Like first thing she says when I get up is how she contacted habitat for humanity to see if they can help fix floors... when the floor isn't even fucked up, like I've felt the particle board and it's not mushy, and there's good tile under it... no, won't listen

Well how do you think it all turned out?

Oh, I was 100% right? Yeah, that's what happened. Talk with the plumber, find out that part of the cost is them warrantying both the toilet and their work on this (and I liked the warranty on the heater, come out and service it every year, so I'm ok with paying for it). Also it's not top of the line, but it's a bit better toilet than what I'm finding at home depot... problem solved

Floor? Floor is literally like I said it was, plumber didn't even mention it. Toilet was a different size which means now you can see the tile even better in the gap between it and the particle board hole

My mom? Zero apology, just kind of a "well, you know I tend to worry"

Yeah, well fuck you. I managed to leverage a small lump sum of money my great aunt left me, way less than what a house costs around here, into a house despite not being able to get any kind of loan. I've cleaned out your trailer. I've done all this shit, I've done so much

Least you can do is show me a little trust. Instead of listening to your mother, a person that we've agreed the correct thing to do is do the opposite of whatever she says cause she give the worst advice and is a panicky ass... instead of listening to her, you could trust me, someone who can go in that room and actually look at the floor

But no, you have to make my life miserable for a night and a morning, and then you can't even say sorry

...don't know, just still mad about that if I'm honest. So... sorry about this weird ask. Just... talking about my mom kind of made me think about this, and it's still pretty fresh, and it's not like I was able to do more than make some posts bitching on here, it's not like I was really able to talk to anyone

No, I get it. My mom always expected me to manage her emotions for her, too. I learned recently that when my grandparents got divorced, my grandma processed the ENTIRE THING with my 11 year old mother who still to this day insists that this was fine and healthy for her and not the literal definition of emotional incest, so I guess at least now I know where she gets it from. It's an infuriating experience, especially as someone like you or me who works destructively hard to regulate our own emotions, to have someone constantly leaning on us to manage theirs too, let alone a parent whose job was always to be that support person for us.

[the-firebird69]

Kursi Tamunya Sultan Nih Boss. 😁😁👉 #aryadinatafurniture #furniturejepara

I want my eagle chair with Eagle on the armrest and a big eagle above but in the form of a throne and he's going to be the dragon the big dragon and dragon on the armrests in a throne like this but out of redwood and he says he can do it and it says we'll pay for her the chairs we're going to have money if you don't people want them all over the world for ridiculous amounts of money little ones that looks like it cuz he knows what it looks like in my mind and he's going to make them and he's telling us the bill and we accept and each and he wants you to roll it into the house and bring it in and he says he'll include that and it's great

Hera yeah I have scanners

Zues good. Lol

Yeah he said rig but he meant rigging that's what you call it in construction. I'm going to build the chairs and I will take a couple pics and put them in only one place and people will see it then he's known as The lizard King and she's actually known as the queen of eagles he doesn't know that and he says empress and I said oh yeah that's the empress level if you can figure out what it is but really in Asia they had a lot of emperors and emphasis I know what it is it's like this furniture I'm going to do it he says not too big maybe 9 or 10 ft I get that it's about the right size when the sand and last sat in last but not the right shape and I get that too this is great

Bg no it's not expecting it

I got to say something this guy is really cool his advice is really raw and true he said that we should get a smaller one the one who has this for a big people there really is it is pretty big I always say it but I'm not that big everyone laughs at me and says you're actually small and that girl's nuts that girls like fourth generation and keeps torturing him with telling him what she's doing is it going out fat ass she won't stop so how can you stop there's no way and she got something they're bothering me yeah so we had a good time this is a great idea I love it and they want to make that car I take car and that's the John Cena and they had an idea it was really really crazy by making the show is something we can do and he has to make a new one it won't be the same and BG can scan it you know where it is he says he has one he says good enough and all you do is take the thing and you cut your shorten it but you need the big wheels and tires makes it go very fast this is how about a little smaller and maybe a little an inch this is wow I mean it is one of the secrets lk your big vehicles. Anything he says it too I can scan it in 3D print it and it's kind of like clay and it's not really something I can carve and then I can have a laser help me even it all out perfectly and there it is and it's going to be awesome and he can design in the components it's not too hard said for the kid we probably wouldn't do these super exhaust but for his own car which might be a secret project and it'll go faster and you put the trough he's got all that this will be great

Crissy

We have a pic too or the image doesn't really do much this would be awesome and the intake is cool I looked at it it would work man this thing is going to be awesome it says it works by drawing too when you're at a standstill the heat will drive in you have a fan and really this is intense I haven't seen anything like that except the Renault I helped on that especially his design really the front end doesn't do justice to it it goes slow because of it this is gas and I think I'm going to use the Corvette chassis it's the only mid engine you got this decent sized really there's no other car that was that I can think of because they're usually expensive that little car is so small and he said could be the Bradley GT1 I can do the same thing with the Bradley I just take it in 3D it and I can add and detract material this is going to be weird I going to be able to make tons of cars mini Lamborghini it's a lot of fun making a mini kit I didn't start doing this I don't want to make cars that do nothing and I can make a kit and really I can instruct them on how to do the frame you put it on there and you put the frame on and you do have to pull it off to weld all around and yeah that's really no way to do it this will be so intense it's not even funny

Bg

Olympus we are approving this and we want people to volunteer to help him to get it done this is an awesome idea and what a strange thing a 3D printer it comes out a little rough but it comes out with with the shape is and he can mold with that wood it's a perfect idea

[robbie-roo]

Hey! Could you please talk about afrotheria? You're the coolest zoologist I know!

dawwwww

but yes of COURSE I can talk about afrotheria it's a very diverse group they all have a questionable relationship and have a whole lot of convergent evolution they're somewhat related to Xenarthra but we aren't entirely sure how close yet

Paenungulata and Afroinsectiphilia those are our two clades or "branches"

so Afrotheria have 6 Supergroups and 3 families

Chrysochloridae (golden moles)

Tenrecidae (tenrecs)

and Potapogalidae (otter shrews)

as always this is gonna be an overview and will likely be split into multiple parts if I start feeling like the post is too long

So first! Chrysochloridae

these are found in Africa in the southern Sahara desert there are 7 genera and 18 species

so common traits:

some are on dry some are on wet lands

they are burrowers and look like marsupial moles

they have short limbs and tails

enlarged shovel-like forefeet with 1-2 claws

reduced eyes and carpinnae

large nosepads

short crisp fur (idk why I wrote crisp to describe them but thats what I have written down)

as for their bones they have HUGE malleus bones (inner ear bone) which could be for picking up ground born vibrations

(left shows the enlarged bone compared to a normal size)

they do have some sight but don't have electroreceptors like some of the burrowers we've talked about. they live in fairly loose soil and will grab insects to eat

they do have teeth! upper and lower molars their hair will usually cover up their eyes and limit vision further and they can detect very very low pitches

so let's put a face to the name!

this is a golden mole! a very elusive creature that comes out at night and swims though the sand just under the surface I doodled one in my notes I think I was pretty accurate

not a whole lot is known about these guys aside from this sorta basic knowledge since they're pretty hard to study they're really good at hiding from research teams

Next!!

Tenrecidae

8 genera, 32 species (which may increase by about 20 soon once new research is compiled)

they vary in size with the largest being around cat size and the smallest being smaller than a mouse! they have a varied habitat and diet

there are two groups I'll talk about for these guys the spiny tenrec in Africa and the shrew tenrec which is only found in Madagascar they can either be mouse-like or possum-like

these guys are fucking WEIRD so remember how I said monotremes have cloacas? these guys do too! male tenrecs also don't have scrotum due to their low body temperature

(this group also houses the Hemicentetes nigriceps which has the single largest litter size of any mammal and before you ask- 32 babies. at once. that poor mother.)

these guys also have quills and the Hemicentes will communicate by shaking their quills

they also have incomplete zygomatic arches (no cheekbones) not only is that incomplete but so is their auditory bullae

they have spiky teeth and own a whopping 32-40 of them! they have very beady little eyes and cannot maintain their own body temperature but one species will hibernate

And last but not least, the Potamogalidae

these guys are home to three species that all live in Africa they are highly modified for aquatic life and look sorta like otters (they are not related that's convergent evolution baby)

they have short strong legs and a flat tail they they mostly use to swim they also have some webbing on their feet

they eat small aquatic life and have a poor sense of smell to make up for it they have really strong whiskers they kinda look like wet rats

there's not a whole lot known about otter shrews they're also pretty rare and hard to study

but don't you worry.... there's more that was only one confusing branch to afrotheria we have 3 more on the other branch

[merakiui]

What do you think of the concept of yan!xiao, childe venti trapping their darling in a teapot?

I feel like they would be less restrictive since the darling wouldn't necessarily be able to escape most likely, so they wouldn't worry about restraint much. Esp in Ventis case...he is the God of freedom so while his darling isn't exactly 'free' they're still kinda free in a way that they have their own world to be free in?

Xiao would probably be somewhat restricted, but only just keep them in the house because he probably wouldn't trust them to be by themselves yet--he figures they may try to run off and hide from him or something

Childe would probably let them try to "escape" on purpose and would be absolutely amused when his darling finds out they wouldn't be able to leave

(cw: yandere, captivity, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, mention of children and implied stockholm syndrome for childe’s part)

Venti doesn't exactly lie to you, but he does trick you. He's aware that it's not the nicest thing to do and that it's not exactly captivity if you're living in a world that resembles the one outside. Only this pocket-sized world is nicer and happier and there aren't any people to get in the way. He tells you about it when you're vulnerable. Maybe you're drunk or you're crying your eyes out because something horrible happened. Either way, you're not in the right state of mind when you make the comment: "I wish I could live in my own ideal world for just one day." And this is great news for Venti because it makes relocation so much easier.

He shows you the teapot and explains it briefly, leaving out certain details. It's better if you don't know everything about how the teapot works. After all, ignorance is bliss. Venti tells you how to get in, but he doesn't tell you how to get out. And the way he describes it makes it sound so tempting—as if living inside this teapot for a bit will cure whatever's bothering you. You decide it wouldn't hurt to spend a day or two inside the teapot to see the little world Venti holds in the palms of his hands.

It's a lot of fun at first. You and Venti glide from the top of the mountains in Emerald Peak, he sings melodious ballads as you look up at the sky, and the two of you play hide-and-seek inside of the house, playfully popping out of rooms and laughing when you’re caught. Eventually the charm wears off and you start to yearn for the outside world. It’s not the same in the teapot. As pretty and peaceful as it may be, it still feels so empty. And when you bring it up to Venti he finds small ways to change the subject. It probably plays out like this:

“Venti, I’d like to go home now.”

“But we were just about to play another round of hide-and-seek! Come on! Don’t be a spoilsport! One more round? Then we’ll leave.”

Or he’ll tell you that you’re already home. There’s always a big smile on his face when he says stuff like that. He’s happy that he gets to spend so much time with you and no one can interfere. But it does get annoying when you start to beg for the old world. Your pleas to leave will fall upon his deaf ears. Venti does feel a little bad when you start to sulk, but his sympathy is short-lived. Let’s not forget that you were the one who wanted this. You wanted to live in your ‘ideal world.’ And isn’t this ideal?

As an adeptus, Xiao is aware of Sub-Space Creation and the effort it takes to construct a presentable teapot. He’s been working hard on his ever since you came into his life. Before he knew you he didn’t have a reason to put effort into it because he stays at Wangshu Inn, but after he met you he started working a lot harder. He tries to make the teapot as comfortable as possible. You mentioned you like dogs or cats in passing? You can find a few in the teapot. You said you like berry bushes and flower fields? There’s a bunch in his teapot. He probably has a nearly perfect model of your room in there as well. Before he brings you into the teapot, he’ll often sit in that room and make sure everything replicates the original, down to the bed frame and the fabric used for the pillow case.

He’ll put some of your things in it just so it feels more personal. Xiao knows he’s stealing from you whenever he does this, but it’s not like you ever noticed anything was missing. Besides, it’s all going in the teapot anyways. You won’t even need your real room or mortal possessions anymore. Xiao is actually quite proud of the teapot and manages to fool himself into thinking you’ll like it, too. And you do (for the first few days, that is). He’s very forward with his question of whether or not you’d like to see his teapot. And you eagerly nod because the two of you are friends and Xiao wants to show you something he made and he looks a little…excited? There’s definitely light in his eyes when he gets your agreement to view the inside of his teapot.

Once you’re inside, you’re genuinely surprised. It’s far more beautiful than you could have ever imagined. The Floating Abode is a really gorgeous landscape. You’re so caught up in looking at the sunset and the flowers and the animals that roam the teapot that you aren’t aware of the horrors that lie just beyond. You’ll find the room that resembles yours in no time and it’s really creepy. As much as you try to tell yourself that Xiao means well and wouldn’t actually do something like this on purpose, it’s hard to ignore the fact that everything is practically identical to your room. It’s so, so strange. You want to ignore it, but you just can’t. It’s so obvious.

It’s definitely creepy, but you don’t have the heart to tell him.

You hold your tongue because you don’t want to hurt his feelings. You’re really the only close friend he has, so you’d feel bad if you insulted his interior decorating skills. Xiao’s pleased to hear that you like it so much. Praise falls from your lips like a waterfall and it gives him a sense of relief. He’s so happy that you like it and since you’re okay with it it’ll be fine if you live here. When he tells you that, your brain freezes and you’re not sure how to respond.

“Live here? Like…permanently?”

And to your shock he nods.

Xiao is far less lenient than Venti. With Venti everything feels like eternal, childish fun with the idea of freedom sprinkled in. But with Xiao it’s definitely a harsher form of captivity. You aren’t allowed outside because he’s worried you might fall off of the bridges that connect the floating islands or you might try to find your way out of the teapot. So you’re confined to the mansion. It’s got everything you could ever need and the interior design matches that of your home perfectly. Just treat it like it’s your own home and it won’t be so bad. You definitely try to see the good in this situation because you care about Xiao, but it’s so hard when he’s keeping you here like you’re just another addition to his teapot.

It’s miserable, but at least you can count on him to visit you every single day.

Childe is very receptive to the idea of owning his own little world in a small teapot. Maybe he was holding you captive before he came upon the teapot and while you’re sleeping he relocates you. You don’t expect to wake up in a new location, but you assume you’re still somewhere in Liyue. Childe finds it cute that you’re so startled, clearly confused with the change in scenery. And when you glance at the surroundings on the Cool Isle, it feels like you might have a chance. Childe seems to think so because he waves you off, telling you with the sincerest voice that you’re ‘free to go.’

You don’t need to be told twice and so you run because you’re invigorated. You can leave and he’s not coming after you. Childe doesn’t even raise his bow in warning. You’re actually leaving him and he’s letting you! But it feels too good to be true. A day passes and you learn that there’s no one else to help you. So you find an empty shack on the shoreline and you hide in it because survival is the only thing you know right now. And the day goes by, the night comes, and morning makes its arrival. You’re still safe. He hasn’t found you.

And it really feels like you can make it out of this. Even if there’s no one around, you can still find something to help you. You’d take anything at this point. By the end of the week, you’re losing sight of your goal and you really just want to head back to the mansion and nap on a comfortable bed. You’ve been catching the crabs and the fish and doing what you can to start a long-lasting fire. When Childe finds you, you’re so exhausted from running and hiding that you collapse into his arms. And he smiles so sweetly while he tells you something that shatters your entire world.

“You did well, comrade, but this isn’t Liyue. You have no need to run.”

It’s not even Teyvat. It’s another world entirely—one existing solely within a teapot. And everything comes crashing down when you realize just how impossible that makes any escape attempts. No human contact. No energy or life that comes from meeting with friends and seeing family. It truly does feel like you and he are the only people in this world.

Childe knows that you’ll adjust to this new world whether you like it or not. It was fun to toy with you in the beginning (and it still is) when you didn’t realize this was the world inside the teapot. But now he just wants to settle into a comfortable life. He takes every chance he has to visit you and eventually you’ll find yourself succumbing to the relaxing pleasures of domestic life. You learn how to cook delicious meals with Childe’s help, you collect seashells on the shore to cure your boredom, and you’ll take care of any chores or housework. It warms Childe’s heart to see you accepting this life.

Maybe the two of you can start a family. Maybe he should get a few pets to liven up the house. It’s not like you can get away from him while inside the teapot, so it’s a recipe for anything to happen. And you’ve come to learn that what happens in the teapot stays in the teapot.

[oikadori]

um could you maybe do a post where their s/o is acting rly shy and wearing a bunch of huge baggy clothes ( they posted on social media and they're getting hate comments about their size since they're overweight and they're insecure ) and then bokuto, terushima and yaku cheer them up.

REACTING TO THEIR S/O GETTING HATE ON SOCIAL MEDIA BECAUSE OF THEIR SIZE

⇢ Includes : bokuto , terushima , yaku 

⇢ Genre//warnings : comfort, f!reader // self-doubt , insecuritiies , body image

⇢ WC~ 0,8K

a/n:  My requests were closed by the time but I liked your idea and my brain decided to make something  so here you go love! Hope you like it!

reblogs are very appreciated ;)

➔ he has always been very protective with you and even though he checks up on you daily he is also very,  blunt

➔ constantly having emotional drops makes bokuto very conscious of how ugly insecurities can be

➔ however, for bokuto to notice those insecurities in you, you must talk about them with him . this means, when you start wearing more oversize hoodies and long sleeve shirts, he doesn’t think it is because of other’s opinions

➔ in fact, the sight of you wearing more of his big t-shirts and sweaters makes his heart warm. but he can’t deny the way your mood switches every time you check your phone. it is the moment you flinch away from him when he is about to tickle your tummy, he realizes there is something wrong.

➔ so he asks you. bokuto usually is not a very good listener but he puts extra effort to listen to each word that slips through your lips, through your whole explanation, his brows remain furrowed and his chest feels heavy. bokuto is someone very empathetic and seeing you on the verge of tears hits him hard

➔“but..w-why would they say that? you are gorgeous” bokuto quickly holds you tight against him, pressing your head into his broad chest. he makes sure to name every single part of and your body that makes his heart flutter, smooching your face to emphasize each word

➔ this will have him awake until his head cracks a solution but as for now, he is gonna throw at you all the praises he can think of. “have i told you how insane it is that i get to call you my girlfriend? no? well i’m a lucky guy”

➔ awooga this cocky mf….sorry . terushima is also super protective with you maybe as much as bokuto, but is much more hotheaded

➔ he loves to show you off so someone degrading you because of  something as your size definitely gets into his nerves. he squints his eyes, opens them wide and squints them again, staring at the disgusting comments. he is pretty impulsive, so he starts tapping angrily the keyboard, throwing swears under his breath as he replies

➔ this is another one who goes straightforward about it. when he sees you walking around the house with those oversize clothes you no longer used, his usual grin curves down. your eyes widen when he pulls you onto his lap, hands firmly on your thighs making soothing motions as your legs straddle him.

➔ “okay, i know what’s bothering you so please talk to me.” he won’t let you go until you tell him how you are feeling and for him there is nothing more important than you knowing how mesmerizing you are. like bokuto, he is not such a great listener and you know it, so watching him looking directly into your eyes and nodding makes your heart soft

➔ so for tersuhima, an immediate solution to cheer your mood is spoiling you rotten, he takes you to the mall, encouraging you to try on almost all the store and with every outfit you try on his eye glisten and a wide smile spread on his lips

➔ you both leave the mall with hands and arms stuffed with bags and he is more than happy. “you are so fucking beautiful, you know that? yeah?”

➔ yaku is calmer and more subtle addressing this situation, unlike the other two, but that doesn’t mean he is less protective with you, don’t get me wrong, he gets into beast mode whenever you are involved.

➔ it is in the small things he notices there is something up . how you start covering up, how you take longer to choose your outfit and then take some good 20 minutes before changing it again. but as i said, he will first observe and give you reassuring words before asking you what is going on

➔ he patiently waits for you to open up with him and tries to ignore the anxious feeling he gets by watching your head down. so when you feel confident enough to tell him, yaku listens attentively immediately clasps his fists, anger boiling in his stomach

➔ “they did what?!” he stares at the comments for 10 solid minutes, fingers holding his chin analyzing them“you know these are nonsenses, right?”

➔ “m-maybe they are right mori” as i said, he will try to keep his composure but nothing makes him more crazy than you doubting about yourself yaku grabs your hand and drags you to your bedroom, standing in front of a mirror with you

➔ “i’m in love with everything i see, okay? everything” then, kinda like bokuto, he enlists all of the things he finds beautiful in you but the difference is that gives you a reason for each of the things he names

➔ remember when i said he goes into beast mode…after you are smiling again he non-chalantly asks you “now, beautiful, any idea where do they live?”

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

Unexpected Places (Pt. 10 of 11)

Pairing: Ivar the Boneless X Reader/Bjorn X Reader

Word count: 2.7 K

Summary: As a princess, you've lived in a golden cage all your life, always a piece on someone else's game. But everything changed when the Norsemen came crushing down on Wessex, like waves in a violent storm. Their king spared your life and decided to take you with him to his kingdom, in what felt more like a rescue than a kidnapping. There, you were not only confronted with a completely different culture and lifestyle, but also with two of his sons. The oldest one has his eyes set on you, but it's the youngest one, Ivar, who gets who claimed your attention since the first sight. And he seems to have an unnamed interest in you. Of course you hoped whatever that was would pass, but when unexpected feelings start to flow a different way, things begin to change.

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A Lot To Celebrate

You're not a poet, and you surely weren't born with literary talents. But if that's something you learned after coming to Kattegat, is that you can feel. And you feel it, the distance, the days that don't seem to pass by. Aslaug takes you to everything she has to do, alongside Helga, Torvi, and some other women. The weather is quite nice, and you're not cold all the time. Kattegat is a completely different place, but you do find ways to enjoy it. The town is empty, less loud than it used to be. And it doesn't help when Ivar's absence hits.

It usually happens in the morning, or the evening. When you wake up, with nobody lying next to you, and right before falling asleep. You miss Hvitserk too, and even Ubbe. Bjorn... Not really.

Aslaug started talking about marriage after a while, making you blush so hard you feel like you'll burst into flames. You haven't spoken to Ivar about it, and you don't want to take things too fast. But secretly, you enjoy making plans, and you even give some ideas of what you'd like. The celebration is quite different here, and you can actually have a say in what you want and what you don't.

You start getting impatient when the winds start blowing colder, a sign that summer is passing. And you can't even begin to describe your happiness when the news arrive of the boats returning. The town bursts into life, and you decide to pick up some flowers in the woods to make yourself a crown. Helga comes with you, happy her husband is coming back. Searching through the forest, you put the flowers you like on a basket, holding the bar of your dress out of the way as you climb a small slope.

“What do we have here?” The voice doesn't belong to Helga, that's obvious, and it makes you turn around, freezing when you find two men standing some feet away.

Looking at the sides, you see Helga, way too far among the threes, oblivious to your company. “What do you want?” You ask, fingers holding the basket a little tighter. “The warriors are returning from England.”

“We know.” The tallest says, walking over you. “We were heading to Kattegat but now that we found a pretty girl like you...” He smiles, and his friend circles around you, making it impossible for you to run. “...We thought we could use a little distraction.”

“(Y/N)?” Helga calls, and you look her way. She comes running, grabbing your arm when she reaches you.

“One for each.” The one standing behind you says. “That's an improvement.”

“If you touch any of us, Ivar the Boneless will know.” You speak fast, holding Helga's hand.

At the mention of Ivar, the one before you steps back, squinting his eyes. “Ivar isn't here.”

“He's on the boats about to arrive.” You explain, trying to keep your voice steady. “I belong to him now, and I'm sure you know Ivar is very possessive of the things he owns.” Pulling Helga with you, you start walking.

“Are we going to let them go?”

“I won't piss Ivar off.”

“We'd be done with both of them and far away from Kattegat before he even gets here.”

“Run.” Helga whispers and you both set in motion.

You're not sure if they're following you or not, but you don't stop until you're back in town. The basket and the flowers were left behind, you're not sure where, but it doesn't matter. Once you're surrounded by people again, you try to catch your breaths.

“Are you alright?” You ask, running a hand through your hair.

“Yes. You did right back there. Talking about Ivar.”

“It wouldn't stop the other one.” Taking a deep breath, you start walking again. “It doesn't matter. Not now. They're almost here.”

“You tell Ivar about that. They'll probably come to Kattegat.”

“I will.” But not now. As you walk to the deck, the first boats are already here, and you're immediately looking for Ivar.

The fear from moments before vanishes when you finally spot his boat, sailing way too slowly for your taste. When it finally stops, you push some people out of the way, unable to just stand there and wait. When you see him, you get the same feeling you had on the first time those blue eyes met yours. Smiling, you watch as two men help him out of the boat, putting him on the ground. You're not sure why he's not with the clutch but you don't care. Kneeling, you sit on your legs as Ivar crawls over you. Your heart is trying to beat its way out of your chest it seems, and you feel relieved to see he's not wounded.

“Hi.” He says, a funny smile on his lips.

“Been a while.” Ivar settles down, hands resting on his lap.

“Sorry if I'm not standing, princess, but–”

Grabbing the collar of his leather vest, you pull him into a kiss. Standing, crawling, it doesn't matter. Ivar is back, alive and well, and you'll have him all winter.

“Do you have to do that here?” A very annoyed Ubbe complains, making you pull away and laugh.

“Hello, Ubbe.” You stand up, giving him a quick hug. “It's good to have you back.”

“It's good to be back.” He smiles, walking away, and greeting some people.

“Hvitserk?” You ask Ivar, at the same moment you see him coming your way with his father.

“I'm still here,” Ivar complains when you step away a little to hug Hvitserk and Ragnar, welcoming them back.

”Don't be jealous.” You tell him, keeping his pace as he crawls through the deck. “Let's get you cleaned up. You have some blood on your clothes that I know it's not yours.”

Ivar simply giggles, and that's all the answer you need.

Ragnar's house is very, very loud tonight. You hear them from inside your bedroom as you dress up for the biggest feast they have here. To celebrate those who came back alive and to honor those who didn't. Once you're ready, in a new, beautiful dress, you sneak your way to the main hall, but you stay behind the leather-like curtains, a few feet away from Ragnar. He glances at you, smiling.

“Ivar isn't here yet.” He says, and you raise your eyebrows.

“What makes you think I'm looking for him?” Shrugging your shoulders, you're happy he's too far to see your blushing cheeks.

“I know a lovebird when I see one.” He mutters, giggling.

“Fine, old man.” Rolling your eyes, you step back, waving at Ragnar before turning on your heels and heading for Ivar's bedroom.

The halls are empty, obviously, and your footsteps echo. You're not sure why Ivar isn't at the feast yet, so you softly knock on his door instead of just pushing it open.

“Who's it?”

“Me.” You answer, wondering what's about with his angry tone. “Can I come in?”

“I'm bathing.”

“And?” Your brain is somehow slower than your body because you only process what Ivar said when you're already inside. “Oh.” You mutter, seeing Ivar in a huge tub. Pushing the door close, you clear your throat. “Sorry... I can leave if you want.”

“No, I...” Stuttering, Ivar settles down again, his back at you. “There are just some things you don't have to see.”

“Like your legs?” You decide to just say it, noticing, even though he's looking away, that he nods. Slowly, you make your way to where he is, and you can't help but notice his tub is like three times the size of yours. For the legs, probably. The closer you get, the more restless Ivar gets, as if he's trying to hide himself. “Your hair is dripping.” You whisper, stopping behind him. “The floor is all wet.”

“They'll clean it up after.” He snaps, turning his head to look at you. “You don't have to–”

“To see you?” Walking around the tub, you just look. You know why they call him Boneless now, but you were expecting something far, far worse. Slowly, you raise your stare until you meet his eyes again.

Ivar expects you to leave. You can see it in his eyes. He expects you to leave and be with someone else. Probably, Bjorn, you think. But no. You don't want anyone else, and you need to show him that.

Taking a deep breath, you pull the skirts of your dress up to your thighs, stepping inside the tub. “What are you doing?” Ivar asks, a low chuckle escaping his lips. As you lower yourself, the water spills out, and you pity whoever will have to clean this up.

“This tub is huge. It fits two.” You answer, settling down, straddling his hips. A smile breaks through his lips, and you feel your heart warming up. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you sigh. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too.” Ivar brings a hand to caress your cheek, and you close your eyes.

“And I need you to know that I don't want anyone else.” Whispering, you place a lingering kiss on his lips. “I want you, Ivar. Crippled and everything, I love...” Your voice fades as you realize the word you just said. Biting your lip, you clear your throat. There's no reason to hide it, it's true. And he has to know. “I love you.”

“Marry me.”

Whatever you were going to say next, it gets stuck in your throat. You can't help but wonder if you heard him right, and then, you just expect him to laugh, to say it was a joke. But Ivar just stares at you with a serious face. “A-are you for real?” You stutter, looking for any signs of doubt on his face.

“I am.” He nods, his thumb caressing your lower lip. “I want you to be my wife.”

Smiling, you pull him into a kiss, fast and passionate, that leaves both of you breathless in no time, forcing you to pull away. “Yes, I want to be your wife.” You tell him, unable to keep the smile from your face.

“Then buy a new, pretty dress, and make a flower crown for the wedding.”

“Well, I was going to make a flower crown to welcome you back but...” Helga did say you should tell Ivar, but you don't want to ruin the moment, it just happened that the conversation flowed this way.

“What?” He inquires, already aware something is wrong.

“I went to the woods with Helga when we heard the boats were coming to pick up some flowers but these two men showed up and surrounded me.” You speak in a low voice, not really pleased on remembering it. “When I said I was with you one of them backed off immediately, but the other said they could be done with both Helga and I before you got here. So we ran.”

Ivar's expression changes and you get now why people fear him. It feels like he could burn those men alive by just thinking about them. “Are they here?” He asks, voice clouded by fury.

“They said they'd be coming to Kattegat so probably yes.”

“Then let's get out of this tub and join the feast.” Ivar kisses you on the lips before holding your waist and pushing you up.

It's not like you could stop him, so you just do as he says. Your dress is ruined, so you go back to your room to put on a dry one. Half an hour later, you're entering the main hall, hand in hand. Ivar gives you a look that you already know what means. He wants to know if they are here, so leaving him standing by the thrones, you walk around, eyes scanning through the people. You're about to give up, thinking they had the decency not to show up when you eye Helga, and she tilts her head to the side. And there they are, chatting, unaware of the rage that will rain upon them.

Turning around, you find Ivar's eyes set on you. Feeling brave, you walk over to the two man, with their backs at you, touching both their shoulders. They stop suddenly, curiously looking at who's behind them. But when they see you, their expression change, as if they've just seen a ghost.

“Hello again.” It's everything you get to say before some men, ordered by Ivar, come to take them away as they desperately try to fight, saying they're sorry. But it's a little too late for that.

“Now that the trash was removed...” Ivar raises his voice, and a silence falls on the hall. Making your way over him, you blush a little, taking his hand. “...I want to announce that Princess (Y/N) and I are getting married.” The hall bursts into cheer as people raise their cups and celebrate.

Aslaug comes to hug you and her son, a smile that means she already knew this was coming. Ragnar comes next, then Helga, Floki, Torvi. Hvitserk comes running, hugging, and spinning you around, a bright smile on his lips. Ubbe does the same, telling his brother something you couldn't hear. Bjorn only nods from a distance before walking away. You're so happy now that it hurts to see him so bad. Sighing, you grab Ivar's arm.

“I'll go speak with your brother. I'm sure the news didn't sit well with him.” You know about the growing jealousy between the two brothers, but everyone will have to learn to deal with it. Nobody is going anywhere, and the best you can do is try to make things work out.

Ivar gives you a look, not happy about it, but sighs and nods. “He'll try to convince you to marry him instead.”

“Then he'll lose his time.” Placing a kiss on his lips, you smile and go where you saw Bjorn walking to. You find him outside, drinking what's left of his cup before letting it fall to the ground. Pulling your cloak tighter, you slowly approach him. “I'm not the only princess out there, you know it, right?”

Bjorn turns around suddenly, furrowing his eyebrows. “Came to make me feel better?”

“I came to tell say that you don't love me, Bjorn.” Walking over him, you stop when you're closer. “You love the idea of the prophecy being fulfilled.”

“Don't act as if you know me.”

“I may not know you, but I know this.” Raising your voice a little, you take a deep breath. “Maybe the Seer wasn't talking about me.” You don't believe their Seer or the things he says, but if it's to make Bjorn feel better, to put some sense into his head, you don't mind bringing him up. And, you did learn a lot about their culture, and you know how things work here. “If it was, I wouldn't have fallen for Ivar.” Friendly, you touch his arm. “I assure you who the Seer saw wasn't me, so don't waste the time you could use finding love. This... This is what was supposed to happen, Bjorn. And what's supposed to happen to you will come, I know it.”

Despite the nod, you don't think he's convinced. “You're very beautiful.” Bjorn says in a low voice, and you blush, looking down and muttering a ‘thank you’. “I never thought anyone would really love Ivar, and to know someone looking like this chose him over me.” He giggles. “It's insane.”

“Well, thanks for the compliment. But it's not about choosing him over you. And it's not about him being a crippled and you having normal legs. It's about the heart.” Shrugging your shoulders, you see when Bjorn looks at something behind you, and you know who it is. “The heart is a wild creature, Bjorn, it loves who is loves and... Mine loves Ivar.” Giving him a small smile, you step back. “Yours will find someone too.” Turning around, your smile grows bigger when you see Ivar, walking over him and taking his hand on yours. “Let's go back in there. We have a lot to celebrate.”

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