#prompt: paradise

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 15

Hood remained silent, even as he clenched the gun tightly in his hand. He hadn't even seen a hint of green portals or blond elfs but 200 witnesses couldn't all be wrong.

All of them had stated that a white haired meta with a gas mask was working with a blond elf with a leaf mask and that they had been the ones kidnapping the kids and teens of Gotham.

Jason had heard stories of fairies snatching kids and infants, sometimes swapping them out with a sickly one of thier own. But there were no trades that Jason knew of. Only missing kids.

Hell, all of the biggest child gangs around Crime Alley and the Narrows were gone.

As in gone gone. Not a single member was left nor any trace of where they could have been taken to. As much as he hated to admit it, he might need to ask for help from the Justice League Dark...

---

Link stared down at the kids from his rooftop perch.

They looked...cleaner. Happier. They had gained a healthy amount of weight, no longer stick thin and weak looking. They had season appropriate clothing without holes and others hidden away in chests and armours for the coming seasons far off from now.

His spirit friend, Phantom, had panicked a bit after he realized what they were doing was trafficking, but calmed down once he pointed out that these kids would have a much better life in Hyrule than they would have had in the rotting trashpit that was Gotham.

If they would have lived much longer at all

Still, thier presence here was mutually beneficial. Hyrule had lost over 80% of its population in the Great Calamity and they were no where close to regaining the population they once had. All of thier forts, training areas, ect were specifically targeted and destroyed in the attacks and gardians and monsters were left in the ruins to ensure they could not rebuild what was lost

Which led to the bigger issues at hand. All the empty occupations.

The castle, and thus castle town, were ground zero for the disaster that wiped out the Hylian peoples. With it many businesses and trades were lost. Hyrule had few soldiers and those they did have desperately needed armor, weapons and training.

That wasn't all. Hudson construction had attempted to repair Castle town and eventually the castle, but they were wood workers, not stone masons. They knew little of the craft that was needed.

There were lessons and information in the castle archives covering most of the jobs and trades, as well as how to proform them, but the princess didn't see it as a priority. They didn't have the people necessary to teach these crafts and the castle and town surrounding wasn't really a priority anyway. Not with all the people who still needed help around the kingdom.

Phantom helped a lot too. Other than helping them build towns for the kids (the child gangs actually really liked having a town all to themselves) he did a lot of other random jobs around the kingdom, much like Link himself.

Unfortunately, his next trip to Gotham lead to a run in with the "Red Hood" and the phrase, "Was that a fucking fruit grenade?!" Link did not know what the word "Fucking" meant but the Hood man would not tell him. He is learning a lot of new words from this guy, words that Phantom appearently didn't like cause he loudly scolded Red Hood like a naughty child the first time they met. It was hilarious to see this tiny 15 year old tell off a giant tank of a man.

Link couldn't see the mans expression due to the odd red helm the man wore, but he could tell he was cowed, even if just a bit. Then he began speaking to someone who wasn't there while pressing his finger to the side of his helm where his ear should be. Is Red Hood ill? Does he have a mind sickness like the ones Phantom told him of when describing his parents? Or is this something Link doesn't yet understand...either way he doesn't think he's getting more children for Hyrules future in this trip...or anytime soon if those ominous masked people landing on the rooftops around them had any say in the matter.

[spaghetti-aldente]

Damn bro you good?

[ghostlywhiskey]

Simon "Ghost" Riley - No Remedy

Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 665 

Warnings: None, besides a super tiny part implicating smut, but I wouldn't even classify it as that.

Summary: Simon is just a memory after he doesn't come back from a mission. Inspiration by Lana Del Rey's Dark Paradise.

Notes: My first writing piece in a long time - so, nothing crazy! Super quick, but enjoyed getting back into writing. Thank you to mother Lana for inspiration. It only felt right using her for inspo being back on Tumblr.

find my masterlist here

And there's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody. It won't leave my head.

Simon rolled over in bed, his body deep in slumber sleep recognizing your presence was absent from his embrace. As if it was programmed into his subconscious, his arm reached out to pull you close to him. The way his rough hand gently slipped under his t-shirt you had claimed yours to sprawl his hand out on your abdomen.

You stirred slightly in your sleep. Never in your life were you able to claim you were a heavy sleeper. 

Despite the heaviness of your eyelids, they opened slowly and adjusted to the dark room. The only light came from the window and even then, the glow off the moon offered little to no help in guiding your eyes through the dark.

Carefully, in an effort to not wake Simon, your body turned onto the opposite side. 

His face looked relaxed and peaceful, his guard down as he always slept better next to you. Marked with a few scars, he was still the most handsome man you laid your eyes on.

Your soul is haunting me and  telling me that everything is fine.

The cries of the son you share with Simon echoed through the upstairs hallway. In a brisk movement, you were out of the bed and into the nursery. 

The 8-month old was in your arms as you swayed him gently, trying to soothe him.

“It’s okay, baby. Mama’s here.” You whispered into the child’s ear kissing his cheek.

The cries continued despite your efforts. You glanced at the open window of the nursery - it was a clear summer night, sounds of crickets in the distance creating the only melody of the night. But, a delicate breeze coursing through the opened window, the curtains dancing in response. 

A wave of serenity washed over the hysterical child, as if the breeze whispered ‘Relax’. The cries halted and the curtains came to a rest. But, the sound of crickets remained, pulling you back into the reality like a high pitched scream compared to the murmur brought by the breeze.

Every time I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise. No one compares to you, But there's no you, except in my dreams tonight.

Fingers interlocked as your footprints mark the sand below, Simon’s thumb grazing your hand softly. 

You stop in your tracks, tugging Simon’s hand gently to get his attention to stop walking. His body turns, his gaze landing on you as he looks down. 

“Everything alright, angel?” His voice is much more soft spoken than usual.

“I love you.” There is no direct answer to his question, the three words escaping your lips before you could register what had been asked.

“I love you. But, is everything alright?” Simon repeats his question, as if he knows you aren’t. 

As you go to respond, an imaginary rope tightens around your neck. 

It pulls at you.

And pulls again.

Your eyes open suddenly. Your body gasping for air. Your brain flooded with consciousness despite being fast asleep moments ago. 

There's no relief, I see you in my sleep…

The headboard hits the wall with every thrust. Simon’s left hand holds the back of your head to keep your focus on him and the right hand on your waist. 

Your eyes locked on each other is the only communication needed at the moment in addition to the moans. 

But, both your heads turn towards the door as the faint voice calls for your name. The grip of his hand on your waist tightens as if he is scared you’ll leave. You always seemed to leave.

And everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me.

At the same, your eyes lock back onto each other. Your hands moving to place your hands on his cheeks.

“I’m not going anywhere, Simon.” Your voice is soft and reassuring. 

For the first time in your life, you are a heavy sleeper.

[my-beloved-lakes]

I decided that after all the excellent whump from whumptober it's time for some comfort, because I want to see my favorite whumpees get all the love and comfort they deserve! So I came up with my own 30 prompts for the comfort side of the hurt/comfort trope. One for each day of November.

November fluff Prompts:

1. Self-care

2. Rescue

3. Nursed back to health

4. Bandages

5. Friends/family by their side

6. "You're safe now."

7. Protection

8. Gruff caretaker

9. Resting peacefully

10. Finally reunited

11. Gentle hands

12. No one left behind

13. Soft caretaker

14. Hugs

15. Warmth

16. Waking up in a hospital

17. "I'll stay as long as you need."

18. Hand holding

19. Comfort after a nightmare or panic attack

20. Cleaning away the blood

21. Support/"lean on me."

22. Clean clothes, good food, warm bed

23. Resting on friend/caretaker's shoulder

24. Antidote

25. Cuddling

26. Soothing touch

27. Pain meds kicking in

28. Carried to safety

29. Borrowed jacket

30. Free space (make it sweet!)

[acnhplatea]

a rainy night at the train station 🚈☔

[denydestiny-doodles]

@heropartnerweek day 1: cooking

making breakfast to liven spirits (but everyone else already ate at the inn)

[alexversenaberrie]

Cassian Andor ~ Bird of Paradise ~ freedom & faithfulness

#april flowers

[solesommerso]

blacklit paradise au! — aftermath —

“You’re smoking?” Jay startles at Sarah’s voice, quickly taking the cigarette out of his mouth, about to crush it out in the glass ashtray sitting on the small table he keeps on the balcony of his apartment but Sarah shakes her head to stop him.

“Don’t tell Voight.” She lets out a small puff of air, Jay thinks it’s an attempt at a laugh.

“Calm down I won’t tell your boss you’re smoking, your brother on the other hand…” Reese trails off and grins when Jay glares at her.

“Don’t you dare.” He points his two fingers holding the cigarette at her with a serious tone, though the smile on his lips cuts through it all. He’s just happy Sarah’s outside, and smiling.

“Your secrets safe with me.” The plastic chair Sarah pulls to sit in front of Jay makes a scraping noise against the concrete. It sounds oddly like the scrape of the dresser in front of the door the night Jay had to— he shakes the thought away, taking a drag of his cigarette and holding it a little longer than normal.

“Natalie went back to work today, I’m officially the last one left.” Sarah tries to sound nonchalant but Jay can see the hurt written across her face as she plucks Jay’s half drunk soda from the table, looking anywhere but at Halstead.

“You’re allowed to take your time, your stitches haven’t even healed.” He assures and leans his elbows onto his knees, a way to be closer to Sarah, as if some threat is going to pop out of nowhere and he’ll need to jump up to save her. God he feels like he did when he got home from Afghanistan, which is a scary thought he chooses to ignore.

“I know, that’s all anyone’s been telling me. I just- I’m staying in your apartment, waking up either panicking so bad I throw up or start sobbing, I can’t even look at my own clothes so I’ve been wearing yours and- I just feel so fucking broken.” Her chest heaves as she sighs, sipping at the coke in her hands, leg bouncing against the chair under her.

“Hey I haven’t gone back to work either, and I catch myself counting your breaths when you’re sleeping on the couch, and I triple check the doors locked after I come home, and I could keep going. The point is, we’re both going through a lot and that’s okay, we’re gonna be okay.” Their eyes meet and Sarah nods faintly before bringing her drink to her lips again.

“But stop stealing my drinks.”

[omatoxin]

4 lil fellas

[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (31 Mar-6 Apr 2024)

lady constance is a seven foot tall badger and knows acab

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

pretty much nothing! It was a rough reading week! The first part of the week I was fairly consumed with the D20 I was watching & not reading much. Then I spent FIVE DAYS reading a little over half of a 258K fic before finally accepting that though it was pretty well written and not bad, I just wasn't into it and the thought of fighting thru another 120K was appalling, so I bailed.

and I did read about 20K of shorter stuff but nothing I want to shout out so.

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

This Is Going To Hurt - s1, e1

QI - series S, ep 10-12

Death In Paradise - s11, e2-3

D20: Mice & Murder - "The Stabber of the Evening" (s9, e4)

D20: Mice & Murder - "The Eye of the Storm" (s9, e5)

D20: Mice & Murder - "Busted" (s9, e6)

D20: Mice & Murder - " I've Been Here the Whole Time" (s9, e7)

D20: Mice & Murder - "Outfoxed" (s9, e8)

D20: Mice & Murder - "The Belly of the Beast" (s9, e9)

D20: Mice & Murder - "Unfinished Business" (s9, e10)

D20: Adventuring Party - s4, e4-10 [Mice & Murder]

D20: Fantasy High: Junior Year - "Infernal Conflict" (s21, e13)

D20: Adventuring Party - "All Pulp, No Juice" (s16, e13)

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

What Next: TBD - The Psychological Toll of Mars

Working - How a Magician Designs Original, Mind-Blowing Tricks

Hit Parade - The Bridge: Like a Revamped Stone

Worlds Beyond Number - WWW #7: Kahuna

WikiHole - Greek Easter (with Ellie Kemper, Josh Sharp and Aaron Jackson!)

Welcome to Night Vale #245 - Fridge-worthy

Worlds Beyond Number: Fireside - Fireside Chat for WWW ep7 "Kahuna"

Today, Explained - Making taxes less taxing

I Said No Gifts! - Tig Notaro Disobeys Bridger

⭐ Switched on Pop - Cowboy Carter: This Ain't Country

Consider This from NPR - Measuring The Economic Impact Of Baltimore's Port Closure

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Beyoncé's Cowboy Carter

⭐ Vibe Check - This Ain't Texas, This Is Vibe Check

Better Offline - Wikipedia Is All The Web Has Left ft. Molly White

Wiser Than Me - Julia Gets Wise with Bonnie Raitt

Short Wave - How To Make The Most Of Next Week's Solar Eclipse

Ologies with Alie Ward - Heliology (THE SUN/ECLIPSES) with India Jackson and Michael Kirk

99% Invisible #576 - Chambre de Bonne

Worlds Beyond Number - WWW #8: The Catch

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Untranslatable Words

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Ripley

Song Exploder - Shania Twain - You're Still The One

Off Menu - Ep 238: Katy Wix

Worlds Beyond Number: Fireside - Fireside Chat for WWW ep8 "The Catch"

Choice Words - Live in Fear or Love? (with Karamo)

What Next: TBD - Truth Social’s Rocky Week

Short Wave - The "Barcodes" Powering These Tiny Songbirds' Memories May Also Help Human Memory

⭐ Pop Culture Happy Hour - Monkey Man And What's Making Us Happy

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Nevada Week: The Martin

Endless Thread - Nerd Fight

Strong Songs - "The Way" by Meshell Ndegeocello

Today, Explained - The Sephora kids

It's Been a Minute - Is DEI a slur now? Plus, control & basketball

Radiolab - The Moon Itself

Choice Words - Choices We Made: Stay Silent or Sue the Cops? (with Eric André)

Wait Wait… Don't Tell Me! - Chris Pine

Worlds Beyond Number - WWW #9: The King of Cups

Worlds Beyond Number: Fireside - Fireside Chat for WWW ep9 "The King of Cups"

Under the Influence - Cheeky Advertising

In Defense of Fandom - Season 2 Episode 1: What makes a TV ending?

Dinner’s on Me - Kristen Bell

Dinner’s on Me - Dax Shepard

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Louis Jordan

Ozzy Osbourne

Meshell Ndegeocello

Cowboys + Queens

[ceradenja]

Magomarch Day 3: Paradise

[high-key-satan-low-key-satanic]

Always face a wild animal

Yuri : * Back turned*

Satan : *Literally half an inch away from her*

Satan :..Yuri.

Yuri : Oh my god!-Don't do that!

Satan : Do what?

Yuri : That! Listen babe I love you I do, but do you always have to be so creepy?

Satan : I'm a demon. I don't have a lot of other hobbies.

[ancientvamp]

Dolores Paradise's Bag

deeper than the haunted mines scraps of paper, cherry pies bandages, ointment, canteen filled with water hair ties, coins, pictures of her daughter fallen insects on speckled brown leaves journeys fortunes, torn bits of sleeve pages of notes and tells of her tales leftover dirt from lone unmarked trails

[summercreolefanfictioner]

Helloo! hope you're doing well, can I request a Gabimaru x Yui fanfic? where it's them reunited with each other and spending quality time with each other. (please include kissing and stuff if that's okay)

this is how I imagined it anon

the peek at the return (based on ending)

pairing: gabimaru x yui

summary: "we'll be taking two beds" a phrase that frustrated yui since their reunion

theme: mentions of sex but more on fluff

They were together, finally. After everything they've been through, from the awkward stage of their arranged marriage to the undeniable blooming love between them (plus the whole Shinsenkyo journey just so he can return to her as a free man), this was the moment they've been waiting for.

Gabimaru ran towards her, and with full speed at that, tears streaming down his face as he was filled with excitement because Yui was there. Yui is real. Yui existed and she was faring well despite their brief separation. And she wasted no time embracing him in her arms because she missed him so much, crying to each other because everything, everything was all worth it.

However, their reunion was met by a reality. Because despite Yui's wisdom and encouragement, Gabimaru is aware that she has never set foot outside Iwagakure, confided in her own home like it's a prison. Hence her obvious actions of being delighted at things she had never seen before. And it wasn't like she was as dumb as a rock (it was a lie he told Sagiri during his execution), it was just simply her being unaware of the world outside.

And so, Gabimaru would be so protective of her, narrowing his eyes in suspicion whenever a stranger approaches her to buy their goods or they simply want to know about the scar. Like seriously, while some of them have good intentions, he could clearly sense a few who wanted to take advantage of her innocence, probably trying to scam her with a poisonous wine or thinking she was some kind of lost damsel in distress that they need to help.

Yui was oblivious about these details though, despite being the wisest person he knew. After all, she was so lost in the idea of finally spending time alone with Gabimaru that the idea of bad people coming onto them hasn't crossed her mind for a bit (well, for now since everything was getting too good to be true.)

They enjoyed their little time outdoors, discovering new things and having their own "date" as what most people would like to call it... until they had to book an inn before setting foot to travel again. And it might seem unnatural, but Yui blushed at the mention of the word "inn" that she couldn't contain herself.

It wasn't like the two of them hadn't done it. They already did... well, like two to three times. Most of the time, they would be stealing glances and kissing each other in secret. Sometimes, they would just sit in the backyard, admiring the sky while holding hands and smiling at each other because silence between them was so comfortable they could only wish time would stop so they can always be that way.

But now, it was different, for Yui at least. She only knew about inns based on a couple of books she had read at her home or how some ninjas would mention about staying in an inn and sometimes having sex with prostitutes or some random paramour they met. And only thinking about what a man and a woman alone in a room could be doing sends her in a haze of embarrassment and confusion.

Of course, it was inevitable that sooner or later, they will do the deed. After all, it has been so long since they have done it. She's not sure if she can "serve" him as well as she did the night where they shared passion and heat together.

And so when they entered the nearby inn, the old lady was already talking to Gabimaru as Yui shyly held onto his arm. Her husband noted her behavior, wondering the reason behind the sudden shift of her mood.

"How many beds?" the lady asked nicely.

Gabimaru was about to say something, but given Yui's actions, he seemed to change his mind.

"We'll be taking two beds."

Yui has never felt the urge to slap herself. Never. But she sure is now as she hugs her pillow to herself in frustration, frowning over the fact that her dear husband decided to take a room with two separate beds. Like what the hell, right? They're a couple. He should've just stuck with a room with a bed perfect for two people. But no. Gabimaru began being so nice he thought he was just being a gentleman.

And then she sighed. It's not like she can take it all out on him. It's her fault to begin with. She should've just insisted on one bed instead of being silent and moping like some kind of kid who didn't get their candy.

The door slid open and Gabimaru placed a tray of food on the near table.

"We should eat first before taking a bath."

Now Yui was startled at that.

"Did you just say 'bath'?"

Gabimaru was confused at her reaction. He thought she would be glad that he's inviting her. Well, there's still a reluctant part of him that doesn't want to dip in the warm water and feel his body relax. However, things are different now. No one's going to come after them so he can take all the time in the world to relax and spend his days loving Yui.

"Umm... you don't want to?"

Now that brought Yui a bit of joy. The worries and frustrations she's been having died down and were replaced by a genuine smile.

"I want to."

When bath time came, Gabimaru thought Yui would be far more ecstatic since she always had a hard time coaxing him to bathe together. Like he imagined her to be overjoyed, probably rejoicing at the fact that he was now taking a dip in the water with her. But it wasn't the case.

It's like we're two strangers bathing separately, he thought while watching her clean up before taking a dip after him.

There is a sudden shift in Yui's mood that he couldn't pinpoint, and he knew it all started when they entered this place. All Gabimaru could think of was maybe she was sensing something bad in here or... hmm... he couldn't think of anything else, to be honest.

So he scooted closer to her, his breath warm on her exposed skin as he spoke.

"We can go find a new place if you want."

Yui shrieked at that, eyes wide with cheeks blushing as she turned to him in surprise. And it didn't help the fact that her husband was looking every bit of the man he is now that his hair was shorter and he was glistening from the bath. Plus, they were both naked bathing together.

That only made her blush even further, but the realization of his words had her going back to reality.

"W-What do you mean, dear?" she asked in confusion.

"You've been acting odd since we came here," he pointed out, a concern showing in his expression. "If this place makes you uncomfortable, we can find somewhere else, you know."

"A-Ah, i-it's not l-l-like that!" She was nervous as hell. Yui didn't know how to tell him that since they reunited, it didn't occur to her the fact that they might be doing some lovemaking afterwards.

Don't get her wrong. She's not particularly opposed to it. It's more like she was nervous if she'd do well.

"I know it felt like years since we got separated due to... circumstances," Yui preferred not to mention her father in this case, "and I completely wanted to be with you. I... I am just not prepared if we ever go further than... y-you know..."

Gabimaru only stared at her blankly, taking in her words into consideration because he only wanted to make her happy as always. If he was being honest, he wanted to go further than just hugging and kissing. The moment he was trudging towards the nunnery he was already anticipating the fact that he would be touching her in places no one would see and kissing every inch of her like there's no tomorrow.

He missed her so bad. So bad that he wanted to consume her despite the overwhelming emotions and his slight nervousness. After all, they weren't still used to this. They're both young, and they still have a lot more to go.

And so Gabimaru trapped her, caging her in his arms as her back hit the end of the tub. Yui's heartbeat was louder at each second, gulping as she waited for him to speak.

"Yui, I can still control myself at this phase," he told her, but for some reason, it was like a warning. The way he was staring intently at her hazel eyes down to her lips until he was making out her form underwater was making her warm. "So if you're not ready, I'm not going to force you. Is that okay with you?"

"O-okay."

But he still wasn't budging from his spot. He was still staring at her as if to say he wasn't done.

"My limit's short, in case you don't know. So if you show me a bit of interest, you'll know what's coming for you."

His last words were making it difficult for Yui to sleep in her own bed. It was getting harder and harder to breathe because she kept repeating them in her head. And the fact that he was just sleeping in his own bed with no care wasn't helping.

S-Should I move?

Yui wanted it to happen so badly, but her doubts kept getting the best out of her.

I want to touch my husband.

She dared a move from her bed.

Tsuki...

And so she moved out of her bed as quietly as possible, though it was futile. Gabimaru's a talented ninja. As if he wouldn't sense someone walking around the room or breaking in while asleep. And ever so slowly, she sat on his bed, almost touching his hair if it weren't for him reaching out a hand and grabbing her wrist.

"D-Dear..."

"Yui..." his deep voice sounded like he really needed that sleep, making her feel a bit guilty for waking him up, "I thought you were asleep."

Gabimaru still had his eyes closed, preserving sleep as much as he could because all those years of training deprived him of such peace. But his wife needed him at this moment. Maybe he could forgo it for now.

"I... I actually wanted to..." Yui closed her eyes in embarrassment, afraid of the reaction she might see. "I wanted to touch you."

Gabimaru opened his eyes and sat up, yawning to remove any trace of sleep. He looked at his wife, noticing how she was waiting nervously for his response, fisting on the fabric of her night kimono tightly while staring down in embarrassment. After a few seconds, he leaned closer, his forehead touching hers before going in for a surprise kiss, something that she accepted despite the initial shock.

His face was still close to hers when he said, "I still hold what I said earlier."

Yui nodded, her heart beating loudly despite telling herself she was mentally prepared for this.

He caressed her cheek with one hand and smiled softly. Yui would have to forgive him for being so greedy because he had wanted to embrace her so bad since meeting her at the nunnery.

"Itadakimasu."

[acnhplatea]

a cardboard house 📦

[amemenojaku]

day 2: travel, jacketko/labelko