#sage 💐

[yoursminehourss]

also i noticed that i’ve been thinking about you more and cater less so. thank you for curing my mental illness!!

STOP BC I WAS THINKING AB YOU ALL DURING ENGLISH……….the teacher put on a song from six and i was so distracted thinking about you i couldnt focus on the assignment 😖

[kingsillysmilez]

Lots of icons for some of my pokemon characters

[winniemaywebber]

Bestie!!!! Happy spring 🥰💐 Could I please request 1 & 9 for Olive and Dougie, and 16 & 30 for our darling Mr and Mrs Croz? Love you honey! 💕

hi pookie!!! happy spring 💐 you picked the most perfect prompts for my babies and I loved writing these!!!! <3 under the cut to save space

making flower crowns & weaving flowers into each other's hair // afternoon picnic by a stream

The front door clicks open, startling Olive out of her reading haze. She quickly glances up at the clock; it reads two-thirty in the afternoon, her forehead wrinkling in confusion. Expecting it to be her mother in law, she scrambles out of her armchair in her reading room, letting the thick blanket flop to the carpeted floor and begins walking to the house’s entryway. Instead of James’ Ma like she expected, she's greeted with her husband himself, hanging his coat on the hook by the door.

“Hiya, dolly!” He grins, rushing up to her and wrapping his arms around her.

“You didn't tell me you were coming home for lunch!” She says, squeezing him back and pressing a kiss to his neck. “You didn't call!”

“Wouldn't be a surprise if I'd have called,” he teases, kissing his wife sweetly. “Where’s that picnic basket?”

“Why?” She giggles, pointing towards the hallway closet. “Do we need it for this weekend?”

“No, honey girl,” he laughs. He gestures to the brown paper bag he's laid upon the entryway table, before turning back to scramble in the closet. “I thought–” he mutters, straining to reach the basket at the back of the closet, “that we could have an afternoon picnic.” He emerges from the closet, clutching the picnic basket Jules Brady had bought them as a housewarming gift.

“I was sitting at my desk, bored out of my mind when I looked out of the window and thought, beautiful day, and that I'd like to spend such a day with my beautiful wife.”

Olive narrows her eyes at her husband, him innocently staring back as if he's never done anything naughty in his life. “Oh, it's a holiday weekend, isn't it?” she realizes.

“And you call me a Himbo,” he titters, sweetly booping her nose. “Go find a pretty dress and I'll get this ready!”

***

The couple find a grassy spot by a stream, the trickling sound of water somewhat relaxing.

“What did you get me?” Olive asks, finally opening the brown paper bag.

“What do you think?” Dougie says, taking the bag from her and unwrapping her sandwich out of the wax paper. “Club sandwich, extra bacon, light mayo…”

“You remembered!” She winks - of course he remembered her order, despite her only needing to say it out loud once after they'd left England.

Cigarette hanging from her lips, she leans over a smidge and pulls soft white daisies from the plush lawn. “Spring is finally here,” she breathes, a whimsical edge to her voice. She sticks the green stem into her husband's pomaded hair, the man simply letting it happen.

“How do I look?” he asks, after she's stuck three in the front part of his hair, him concentrating on weaving Olive a crown of flowers for her own brown curls.

“Gorgeous, baby,” she smiles.

“Uh-huh, knew it.” He pauses, putting the final touches to the crown. “There we go. Prettiest wife in the world.”

Working in the garden all day and curling up together that night on the couch // “I really missed this”

“Jeanie Bug, how do you do this?” Harry Crosby asks, his eyes darting around the small flowerbed in confusion. “I cannot tell a weed from a stem, and this…”

“That's grass, Binger,” Jean replies, patting soil on freshly planted and covered vegetables. “Goodness me, you can navigate a crew across Europe reading the most complicated maps I've ever seen, but you don't know what a weed looks like?”

“That would be correct,” he replies, smiling sweetly at his wife. “We've all got our talents, my little wife.”

She winks at him, pulling the gardening gloves from her clammy hands. “I can think of a few of yours, Bing.”

“Jean Crosby!” He mischievously scolds, patting her butt as she stands up, placing her gloves into the gardening box. She giggles in response, eyes widening as she sees a last weed.

“Darling,” she coos. “Pull that one…there.” She gestures to a now brown plant, hoping he sees where she is pointing.

“Ah, finally!” He says. “I can be of some help. Now, let's see…”

***

“Thanks for dinner, Binger,” Jean murmurs, nuzzling into her husband as he tucks her under his arm, getting comfy on the couch. He snorts softly as she sighs, her face a haze of sleepiness thanks to a full belly. He reaches over to stroke her face, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she relaxes further into him.

“I love you, my little wife,” he says, kissing her on the cheek.

“I love you too, darling,” she mumbles in reply. “I really missed this.”

“So did I, Jeanie. More than you'll ever know.”

[sagesolsticewrites]

hi pookie! happy spring!!!!

can I have “What are you staring at?” & Freshly baked bread for Jules x Brady

Cherry blossoms & Spring cottage for Vika x Benny please!!! 🥰🥰💕

happy spring bestie beloved!! 💐 blurbs under the cut to save space 🫶

spring prompts 💐

“What are you staring at?” & Freshly baked bread, Jules x Brady

Juliet Brady grins, feeling her husband’s gaze track her around the kitchen.

“What are you staring at?” She asks, not even pausing as she slides one loaf of bread out of the oven and replaces it with the second pan of dough.

“Nothing,” comes the simple reply, and she can hear Johnny smiling.

“Really, what is it?” She gently insists, turning to face him once the pan is settled to cool on the counter. One hand rests on the bump protruding at her midsection, smile blossoming for a moment at the now familiar fluttering she feels underneath. Any day now…

“Just…” John’s eyes scan over her, taking her in: dark curls pulled back under a scarf, a sweet pink dress bringing out the flush in her cheeks, bright spring sunlight dancing through the window, bringing with it the scent of gardenias and roses mingling with the warm, buttery scent of freshly baked bread… the bump that held the child they’d be welcoming soon.

“You.”

His voice is heart-meltingly fond as he says it, bringing a shine of happy tears to her eyes.

One horrible, awful year ago, the mere idea of this had all been a distant pipe dream— the thought of getting back to her got him through the stalag and the march and every awful thing that happened since he went down, but this? This bright, golden, sweetly domestic life they’d built together had been unimaginable, and on days like today…

John Brady wanted to soak in every detail, impress them into his mind so on the hard days he could remind himself we made it, we’re okay, we’re here.

So, yes, he was staring unabashedly at his wife as she went through the now weekly ritual of baking as much bread as she could (their future little one had a liking for freshly baked bread, apparently, as Juliet had been craving it for most of her pregnancy).

Jules’s smile glows bright as the spring sun as she steps toward him and plants a sweet kiss on his mouth.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

Cherry blossoms & Spring cottage, Vika x Benny

Vika lets out a contented sigh, shifting in Benny’s arms as she tries to force herself back to sleep.

Unfortunately, the sunlight streaming into the room prevented that, nice as it was.

“Good morning,” Benny murmurs gruffly, voice muffled in the pillow.

“Morning,” she hums, forcing one eye open to see Benny already staring at her, gaze soft with sleep.

Finally accepting that sleep is no longer an option, she looks around at the unfamiliar surroundings she hadn’t gotten a proper look at the night before when they’d arrived. The whole gang had decided to go off to a sweet little cottage for a weekend getaway, but it was difficult to judge just how sweet it was when they’d arrived well past sunset.

Vika zeroes in on the window, looking out at a well-kept lawn, flowering lilac bushes, and…

She gasps happily, seeing a tree absolutely covered in delicate pink blossoms— they used to have a cherry blossom tree on the hotel property, but it had to be cut down when she was young. It had been so long since she’d seen one, let alone one in bloom…

Benny follows her gaze, the joy in her eyes prompting a smile of his own.

“Wanna check it out?” He asks, gesturing to the tree.

At her shy nod— she doesn’t want to wake the others, but it’s too lovely to not take a closer look— Benny springs up out of bed and tugs her outside, Vika clutching her robe closed as Meatball chases after them no doubt wondering what all the fuss is about.

“Oh it’s beautiful,” she gushes as they stand underneath it, paying no mind to the dew dampening the hem of her nightgown.

“It is,” Benny agrees softly.

She turns to shoot him a knowing smile, knowing she’ll find him staring at her instead of the gorgeous cloud of pink above them.

Cheeks turning a shade matching the cherry blossoms, Benny reaches over and carefully snaps a small twig from a nearby branch, teeming with delicate blossoms. Stepping closer, he gently tucks it behind her ear, nodding in satisfaction at his handiwork.

“Beautiful,” he smiles, leaning to press a kiss to her cheek, “both you and the flowers.”

In lieu of a response, Vika rocks up onto her tiptoes to capture his lips in a tender kiss.

“Come on,” she beams, turning to gently snap off a few thin branches, “We should be able to find a vase for these inside, it’ll be such a nice surprise for everyone when they wake up.”

[yoursminehourss]

sniffling SAAAAGEEEEE 🥺🥺🥺 ILYYY 😭🫶🫶

reblog and link the fanfic that you worked your absolute ass off on but not a lot of people read i’ll go first:

witcher fandom, lambert x aiden, 1920s rum runner and assassin au. entirely historically accurate.

[eternal-3clipse]

December 17, 2023

Old version of the main cast, I made a video that I later deleted and might re-upload. I merged Basil and Lovage cuz 6 MAIN characters was too much. Each comes from a different place on the Rose Isles.

Just some lore facts about everyone’s relations:

Sage is the 10th gen nephew of Vesper, they care for each other like a son and father.

Vesper and Nevis are engaged but never were able to get married. So the last chapter is probably going to be a wedding.

Basil is a warrior sacrificed to Vesper. Vesper cares deeply about the traumatized baby, but lil baby has internalized homophobia/transphobia she has to get thru.

Basil loves Sage and they are very shy and cute.

Basil now has Lovages design + his old bangs, same backstory just now he’s a gay cis man who has a Drag King and Queen persona to play with his presentation and sides of himself.

Estella and Sage have a sibling relationship.

Estella is adopted by Nivis and Vesper as she in one of her reincarnations was their bio baby and Nivis was forced to kill her. They are now very protective of her now.

[kiaanoff]

SAGE ( @sagermans ) & KIAAN , situados dentro del laberinto .

kiaan no creía en las coincidencias, pero si en su memoria. en su perezosa persecusión del par de pequeños que se llevó un arco decoración que usaban para jugar ( & el canadiense tenerlos entretenidos ) lo tenía en medio del laberinto. entre seguir sus risillas, se termina topando accidentalmente con contrarie, asi que, podría aprovechar para intentar aquel reto que sin demasiados ánimos recibió. " ¿será que has visto a unos mocosos con un arco? " cuestiona al par de segundos, pues en su mano había una flecha de por sí. puede escuchar sus risitas por sobre su hombro, pero con el viento & los arbustos, no está tan seguro de donde. pero tampoco le preocupa demasiado, exhalando. " u alguna otra alma aquí. " estaba anocheciendo, pero los niños no parecían temerle a nada.

[chloerie]

Small thing from my wip:

Primrose Ivory hugs me. Her hair isn’t done yet. I just got back from a hunting trip with Katniss Gray and Clementine Navy.

“Is Lucy Rose asleep?” I ask, setting down my game bag. All of the covey members don’t live together, but on special events, they all meet up at the biggest house in the covey, Granny Ivory, mama, me, Clemmie, and Lulu’s house.

[yoursminehourss]

🤭 sorry abt the truth

Twisted Wonderland characters with pokémon types

Cater is Grass/Psychic Grass pokémon love the outdoors and be in contact with nature. Psychic pokémon have a strong mind and sobrenatural powers.

Why did I choose those types: I was trying to convey his UM someway and didn't want to use fairy type, the closest call was psychic. He's able to control not only his magic in multitasking, but is also good at peacing out discutions.

He's the OG painting the roses, so....

[stardust-swan]

Secrets to the Arabian Princess Scent 💐🧴🪷

So with Arab perfumes becoming popular in the West due to their strong projection and beautiful smell, and the Arab world becoming known for our knowledge on how to smell good af, I (a half Moroccan) am going to reveal some other ways we ensure we smell amazing to the girlies on Tumblr who are interested in Arab perfumes or just in generally smelling amazing 😍 Most tips are Moroccan but many apply to the Arab world in general (under the cut because this turned into a long post) ✨💞💐

1) Good Eating Habits: When my mother moved here to Europe, she was immediately struck by how the people seemed to smell like "pig." And that's no coincidence. You are what you eat, so coming from a country where nobody eats pig to one where everyone eats it, of course you're going to be struck by people smelling like it from the inside out. Not just that, but in the Arab world, it's also way less common for people to eat takeout and drink alcohol, whereas in many parts of the West, these things are a normal part of many people's diets and affects their natural scent. A lot of Arabs have also talked about how Westerners smell like "milk," and this is because Westerners tend to consume more dairy products than people in the East do. It's also common for Arabs to eat fruit as dessert instead of having cakes or cookies all the time (although speaking of cookies and cakes, the scents of rosewater, orange blossom water, almonds, honey, vanilla, oranges and lemons commonly used in Arab baking fill up the house with a wonderful smell while they're baking). Teas made from various herbal infusions are popular throughout the Arab world. Spearmint, peppermint, sage, cardamom, cinnamon, hibiscus, chamomile, anise, and thyme are commonly used to flavor tea in MENA. Dried lime tea is drunk in the Arabian Peninsula. Coffee flavoured with cardamom is also common. I especially like Turkish coffee. Spices like cinnamon, cardamom, and cloves are commonly used in cooking, and the scent of them can cling to your clothes and hair. Herbs like mint and parsley, which have natural deodorising properties, are often used in meals.

I'm not saying that you need to cut any foods out in order to smell good, but you should consider reducing the amounts of unhealthy foods and red meats you eat, and make sure to drink plenty of water and eat veggies and fruit daily.

2) Keeping a Clean House: Here in Ireland, a lot of people don't clean their houses every day. I know multiple people that only clean their floor once a week, and have a couple of neighbours who don't do much cleaning themselves and just have a housekeeper visit to clean once a week. But in Morocco, people clean daily. The home is also deep cleaned once a week, we even wash the walls. We don't wear shoes inside, and not just that, but we also have different slippers specifically for wearing inside the bathroom. Living in a clean space is important for smelling good, because no matter what you do, you'll always end up smelling like wherever you live due to spending so much time there. The scent will cling to your clothes and hair. Which means if your house smells dirty, you will also smell dirty.

As well as making sure the house is clean, Arabs also make it smell pretty with extras. For example, in Morocco it's common to burn incense or bakhour (perfumed wood chips), and the scent permeates your clothes. People also keep pieces of musk in their wardrobes (wrapped in a handkerchief). It come in scents like orange blossom, jasmine, amber, sandalwood, chamomile and lavender. An unused bar of soap or a sachet of potpourri in your wardrobe will do the same job though if you can't or don't want to buy musk. The musk can also be used as a scented wax melt, a home scent (you just leave it in a bowl), a body perfume (rub it on your skin), a hair perfume (rub on your palms and run through the hair), or to scent bathwater. Solid perfume made from natural ingredients has the same effect. I like Lush Rose Jam solid perfume, as it smells like sweet roses and Turkish delight, and a little goes a long way.

Specific to Marrakech, you can buy jasmine balls which you just leave around the house (if you're not in Marrakech, you can just leave potpourri or dried flowers and herbs in sachets on your desk, bedside table, etc). The Marrakech herbal shops also sell sandalwood bark which you burn. Oud and amber are also burned. Herbs like lavender are sprinkled under carpets and rugs so the scent rises as they're stepped on. Room sprays from brands like Nabeel are used, which come in a range of lovely scents (like the warm vanilla and oud Kanz or the rich floral Raunaq).

3) Personal Hygiene: In the Arab world, people shower daily. In Morocco, we also go to the hammam (public bath) once a week, and we sit in the sauna room, and then rub our bodies with sabon beldi (black soap), a natural soap made from olive oil and black olives, leaving it on for a few minutes before rinsing it off. Then we scrub our skin with a kessa glove after it's marinated. Exfoliating dead skin regularly makes perfume cling to you better (if you order Korean bath towels from Amazon, they're very similar to Moroccan kessa gloves and you use them in a similar way). Then after washing our hair, we use a ghassoul clay mask (some people also rub henna into their skin). After washing the clay off, many people rub rosewater or argan oil into their skin before heading to the relaxation area to enjoy refreshments. As well as helping us smell good, it also makes our skin incomparably soft. When my parents were newlyweds, my father remarked on how he'd never felt a woman with such soft skin in his life before. My mother attributes it to regularly using the hammams before moving here.

Obviously not everyone has access to a hammam, but you can create a similar experience at home. Just sit in a steamy hot shower for 10-15 minutes, wash your skin with a natural soap and leave it on for a few minutes before rinsing off and exfoliating with a glove. Then tone with rosewater and apply oil to your body.

Dukhan treatments (smoke baths) are practiced in Sudan. Married women and brides anoint themselves with oil, before sitting over a chair with a hole in the centre. Under the seat, there is a pit, in which acacia wood, frankincense, or other aromatic woods and resins are burned in a clay vessel.

As well as showering daily (and using the hammam regularly if you're Maghrebi), many people in the Arab world also perform wudu (ritual cleansing) five times a day before praying.

Women commonly apply Musk Al Tahara (white musk), an attar that smells like vanilla, flowers and soft musk on the external parts of their vulva after periods.

Alum was commonly used as a natural deodorant in the Arab world in the past, and some still use it today.

Bidets are also common in the Arab world. In the Anglosphere they're uncommon, but it's easy to get a portable bidet (a small squeezable bottle with a nozzle) online.

We also wash our hands before meals, with a pitcher of water which is passed around the room. In Turkey, they use kolonya, made from fig blossoms, jasmine, rose, or citrus to disinfect their hands. In Morocco, it's common for women to scent their hands with rosewater or orange blossom water after meals.

4) Fragrances, Lotions and Potions: In the Arab world, perfumes are incredible. They're oil-based, so they have excellent projection and longevity. The olfactory notes commonly used in them are beautiful too: delicate rosewater and orange blossom water, exotic oud, sweet amber, vibrant roses and jasmine. In Morocco, gardenia scents are popular, even among men.

Emirati perfumes are the most well known in the West and are super good. Some personal favourites of mine include Oud Mood by Lattafa (Caramel, rose, saffron, and oud), Fatima Pink by Zimaya (Sweet rose that smells like a bit like Turkish delight. it's a dupe of the French Parfums De Marly Delina, however, the actual Delina smells very similar to generic rose oil perfumes you can get in the Arab world to begin with so Zimaya was basically able to dupe it to a T. Their version lasts really long too), Ameerat Al Arab by Lattafa (jasmine, a hint of oud, slightly citrusy. Also the name means "Arabian Princess" in English), Fakhar Rose by Lattafa (sweet, fruity, and very floral) and Yara by Lattafa (floral, amber, vanilla and strawberry). I buy my perfumes from Dubai Perfume Shop in Dublin, but they can be easily found online. Some well-known Arab perfume houses include Lattafa, Al Rehab, Zimaya, Al Qurashi, Amouage, Afnan, Ajmal, Asdaaf, Al Haramain, Armaf, Kayali, Maison Alhambra, and Swiss Arabian, but there are hundreds more.

As well as sprayable perfume, perfume oil is also used. It usually comes in rollerballs or small containers, is inexpensive, and lasts for ages. Like spray perfume, it comes in a huge variety of scents. You can also put it in diffusers or add some to cotton balls and leave in your wardrobe to scent clothes and linens.

Arabs know when to wear perfumes. For example, a rich, sweet, strong oud and vanilla scent will be beautiful in colder weather. But in warm weather, it will become cloying and sickly. Musk, amber and saffron are popular in winter, while rose, orange blossom and jasmine are popular in summer.

In the Arab world, many stalls in the Medina sell gorgeous oils, fragrances and soaps that are inexpensive. For example, the musk I mentioned above. As well as making your home smell incredible, you can also rub it on your body and you'll smell good for days.

Rosewater is commonly used as a toner and to remove makeup. In the town of Skoura, where my great grandparents were from, men even use it to shave with! Orange blossom water is also used in Arab beauty routines in a similar way to rosewater. You can apply either to a bath for extra luxury.

Argan oil is commonly used in Morocco on both skin and hair, as well as the less well-known but just as good prickly pear oil (which is very high in vitamin E). Pure argan oil actually smells mild and not fragrant (similar to olive oil), but for beauty, things like rose oil and menthol are commonly added, so it smells pretty good. Throughout the Middle East and North Africa, jasmine hair oil, castor oil and sweet almond oil (I like putting it in my baths and on my body) are easy to find. Usually Middle Eastern and South Asian shops in the West sell them too.

Honey and almond masks have been used since ancient times, and to this day are still popular. You can buy them basically anywhere. Homemade face masks made from honey and yoghurt or crushed figs and yoghurt are also used.

Aloe Vera is used to treat dry skin, acne, and sunburns. It has a cool and refreshing scent, perfect for the hot climate in many parts of the Arabian world. I like applying it after shaving as it's soothing, natural, and absorbs easily.

Frankincense, a resin used in the Middle East and North Africa for thousands of years, was traditionally used as a natural perfume. It's commonly used in incense. Frankincense oil is also good for the skin.

Bakhour and incense, as well as being used to scent the home, can also be used to scent the hair and clothes. Hold your clothes or hair over a brazier with incense burning inside, and the perfumed smoke will cling on to them.

There are many beautiful scented soaps available in the Arab world. If you go to Turkish or Arab supermarkets, a lot of them will have a section where they sell hygiene products, including soaps with ingredients like argan, rose and oud, and olive oil. I've even found Syrian Aleppo soap before. You can just buy soaps from regular stores in scents like rose, jasmine, honey and almond, orange blossom and sandalwood for achieving that exotic scent though.

As well as using various oils, perfumes, and fragrant beauty treatments, Arab women also know how to layer these different scents to add dimension to them and avoid clashing. For example, a rose perfume over a vanilla lotion will always smell good. Other combinations that are good include almond and vanilla, rose and oud, rose and jasmine, lavender and lemon, rose and orange blossom, and orange blossom and vanilla. But there are many different combinations you can use to achieve a delicious scent that's unique to you.

I hope this was helpful, stay pretty ✨

[yoursminehourss]

IM SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG! I GOT HOME LATE AND DINNER AND ICE CREAM AND MY GREAT-GRANDPA ALWAYS HAS SOMETHING GOING ON AND. sorry :(

UUAAUUAUUAUA SAAAGEE …. haiii itsok dont even WORRY ab it. how was your day do u wanna see the stuffies i got

[calcifiedunderland]

hihihihii!!! i have a request for the mermay beach episodes..! id like a one shot with sebek and a mer student!reader from octavinelle playing a very competitive game of volleyball. they're not exactly friends but also not enemies either so they keep trying to beat each other all day until there's a winner.. i think that's the extent of my request, thank you, and congratulations on 500! 💐

💌 Request received! Thank you for your message, your delivery is ready~

Aah I had fun while writing this!! I’ve never written for Sebek before but he’s fun to write! Thank you for your req!!

Sebek Zigvolt, ft. Anemone (Clownfish Mer!Reader)

You were ecstatic to finally experience the beach like a human!

Vargas had decided to take everyone to the Sage Island beach for Camp, but surprised everyone with a beach day. “Might as well put the muscles you gained to good use!” He grinned. You figured he just wanted a free day, but you wouldn’t complain!

You flounced around the beach, looking at the plants and rocks curiously. The way the trees and grasses swayed reminded you of your anemone back at home. If you closed your eyes, the wind on your face was just like the ocean currents at home, too.

You felt a ball nudge your foot, and you opened your eyes. Huh? Wasn’t this a volleyball? You remembered this from Land Bootcamp - there was an overview on human sports. You eyed the ball curiously, watching the Diasomnia students spike and toss it over the net.

You watched them, and threw the ball experimentally, watching how the players bounced the ball off their forearms. You started doing the same thing, tossing it up in the air and bouncing it off your own forearms.

Hey, this is like Reefball but with gravity! You grinned. You’d played the sport before you started NRC, and you were happy to find a land alternative. Sure, when you’d played it in the Coral Sea, the ball was weighed down with rocks and made with seaweed, but the concept seemed the same. Toss the ball over the net, and your team scored if the ball touched the sand. Easy.

Your eyes watched the ball in the air, and you ran around trying to catch it. You idly heard Azul, your Housewarden, mutter, “what are they doing?” While Jade chuckled in amusement. You squared your legs as the ball came down, but when you bounced it this time, it pitched sideways. You ran towards it, eyes zeroed in on the volleyball, when you slammed into something.

“Ugh- HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING!” You winced, rubbing your ears. You squinted up at a green-headed student, wasn’t he another first year in Diasomnia? He stood over where you’d fallen back after you bumped into him.

A deep frown creased his eyebrows, but he wasn’t done yet. “YOU COULD HAVE RAN INTO MALLEUS! YOU COULD HAVE INJURED HIM!” Your ears began ringing. This dude’s something else.

“Hey, Sebek~ there’s no need to be so worrisome. We’re on the beach, after all!” A shorter fae student with pink and black hair slid next to Sebek, patting his head softly. “Perhaps you should play a game with your new friend!” The grin on his face looked more mischievous than soothing, you thought.

You spied the volleyball players walking away from the net. You clutched the volleyball to your chest, then smiled cheekily up at him. “Well, if you’re really mad about it, how ‘bout we settle it with a game?” Sebek’s nose scrunched up, before he shut his eyes.“VERY WELL! I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE,” he shouted, eyes opening sharply in determination. You heard Lilia ‘fufufufu’ing as you walked to the net.

After going over the rules, you experimentally tossed the ball up in the air a few times. Hmm, this feels right. Sebek heckled you, “are you scared, human?”

You put your hands on your hips, proclaiming “I’m a mer, thank you very much! I’ll show you how we do it in the Coral Sea,” you grinned impishly before tossing the ball and jumping in the air. You spiked the ball as hard as you could, and Sebek barely received it, eyes wide. The ball skittered sideways across the sand.

He ran after the ball, and lined up to spike. Sebek grit his teeth, and you could’ve sworn you saw a spark flicker across his body. He ran, throwing the ball up and leapt in the air. He spiked it forcefully, and you locked your forearms in position.

The ball deflected off your forearms with a loud thwack! and you felt a sharp sting on your arms. Huh? You saw some lightning flicker across your limbs, and absently you smiled. This feels just like the anemone at home!

Lilia tapped Sebek, “you need to get your anger in check,” he said quietly, “otherwise you may hurt our friend, here.” You grinned, waving at him. “Your lightning spike felt pretty good actually!” you laughed as anger pulled Sebek’s face. His eyebrows look like a ‘V’!

Sebek’s eyes widened, before he scowled as you said “This feels just like my anemone back home! It was so weak I barely felt it at all!” You cackled before tossing the volleyball up and spiking it directly at Sebek. He growled before receiving it on his forearms.

“You insolent-! I WILL WIN FOR THE GLORY OF LORD MALLEUS! You’ll see!”

You grinned sharply, panting. These landers really know how to have fun! You hadn’t realized it, but you also had a few spectators watching.

Malleus hummed in amusement, “Sebek seems to be having fun. I’m glad.” Lilia chuckled, patting Silver who was snoozing. His body was covered up by the sand, with a sunscreen mustache on his upper lip.

“Sebek is making new friends! How lovely~” Lilia sighed happily as Sebek violently spiked another lightning-covered ball, which you easily bounced back directly at him while cackling loudly, egging him on.

Hours passed before you knew it, and soon the sky turned orange as the sun began setting. You panted as you slung your beach bag over your shoulder, walking to the bus. A few of your dorm mates high fived you, you were great against that Diasomnia guy. You chuckled tiredly, forearms tingling from receiving the ball.

As you walked, you noticed Sebek walking in his group. “Master Lilia! I was not ‘having fun,’ I was regaining honor for the young lord!” He complained as Lilia ruffled his hair while leading a groggy Silver to the bus. Malleus chuckled deeply, “yes, I do agree that you’ve restored our honor. Excellent work, Sebek,” he humored.

“Hey, give me a minute,” you told your dorm mates. You jogged over to Sebek, who looked surprised to see you. Lilia’s eyebrows shot upwards and he bit back a conspiratorial giggle.

You patted Sebek’s shoulder, grinning at him. “Y’know, that was a lot of fun! I’ve never played Reefball- I mean Volleyball on land before! You were great!”

Sebek looked taken aback by the compliment, but he recovered quickly as he crossed his arms, smirking. “Of course! AS AN ATTENDANT OF LORD MALLEUS, I MUST BE SUCCESSFUL IN ALL MY ENDEAVORS FOR HIS GLORY!”

This guy’s a riot! You laughed. Sure, your ears were ringing but this guy wasn’t half bad. You smirked at him, “want a rematch when we get back to campus? Then we can decide who’s the winner.” Sebek’s sharp grin matched yours, “I ACCEPT!

Notes

-I hc that younger fae (like Malleus and Sebek) can’t fully control their magic when they’re overcome by intense emotions. That’s why Malleus causes thunderstorms, etc. when he’s angry, but Sebek in particular can accidentally electrocute things

- the lightning doesn’t affect Reader, since they’re a clownfish mer who’s used to the stings of anemone’s!

I may make a list of hc’s I’ve made while writing these later. Anyway, thanks for reading!!! Xoxo Calci

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Midsommar magic with Sage, her fiancé, their little one & the whole family 🌿🍓

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“familiar yet unrecognizable faces” — new beginnings chapter III

PAIRING: stepdad!soft!rafe cameron x mom!reader

WARNINGS: mentions of drugs, drug dealing, bruises

EDITH SPEAKS: a character that we absolutely HATE is being introduced in the fic for the very first time 😐 but keeping that aside, you will see why Rafe is at school 🤭🤭 sooo many of you guessed it accurately!!

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“Y/n!” Rafe exclaims, his own shock evident in his speech. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s Sage’s first day here,” you say, and Rafe looks above your shoulder to see Sage very carefully inspecting some paint tubes kept next to the rest of the art supplies.

“I’m glad she’s in my class then,” Rafe smiles.

Your eyes widen at his words. “Your class?” You echo, confused. Even though you know exactly what he means, you want to hear it from him.

“I teach this class,” he says, walking inside. You follow him, watching him sit in the teacher’s chair, and he gestures to you to sit opposite him, a wooden table between you two.

“Wow okay,” you chuckle. You look around the classroom, the walls tinted a beautiful sky blue, with birds painted on them. The window shows a view of the carefully curated garden of the preschool.

“What, you didn’t expect me as a teacher?” He asks, a smirk playing on his lips, the table supporting his elbows and his face resting in his hands.

“Honestly? No, not really, but I like it,” you smile, leaning back into your chair and resting your back.

Suddenly you feel your pants being tugged in an all too familiar way. You look down to see Sage, a bright smile on her face.

“Mamma it’s Fafe!” She yells excitedly. You laugh at her words and pull her up into your lap.

“Yes, it’s Rafe baby,” you look up at Rafe to see him with a smile, his eyes softened as he’s looking at the little bundle of joy in your arms.

“Hello Sage, are you excited to be here?” He asks, leaning in closer to her. She nods her head vigorously with excitement, causing Rafe to laugh at her actions.

“Well then why don’t you go sit with the rest of the kids? Your mom needs to do some important work now with me,” Sage hums at his words and jumps down your lap, and rushes to her new classmates.

Rafe opens a folder and hands you a paper and a pen. You look at it to see it’s just some basic paperwork regarding Sage, her name, her birthday, and the rest of the required fields.

“You just need to fill this out and we’re all set,” he tells you and you nod at his words, looking over the empty blanks of the form. You start filling them up, but one column makes you stop.

“Uh Rafe?” You call him out. He’d busy himself with some of his own work. “I uh, I don’t have anything to fill in here,” You say, pointing to one of the blanks on the page.

“Father’s name,” he mumbles, “are you a single mother?”

He had his speculations you were single, but he didn’t want to assume something before he knew something for sure.

“Yeah,” you shy away from his gaze, your eyes settling on your lap, “I’m divorced,”

“Alright, that’s no issue, just,” he takes a pen, “check this box,”

You look at the page to see he’s checked some box regarding single parents.

“Thank you,” you smile, taking the paper back from him and filling the rest of the form.

Once you’re done filling all the paperwork, you get up from your chair to go to Sage. She’s now busied herself with painting, her brush creating random strokes on a white page. You get on your knees in front of her, your hold on her shoulders. “Mamma’s going now, okay? Don’t misbehave,” you say, giving her a stern look.

“I won’t mamma,” she smiles, and gives you a kiss on your cheek.

“I’ll come to pick you up very soon,” you tell her, getting up from the floor.

You turn around to see Rafe leaning next to the wooden table. He has a soft smile on his face, you can’t help but break into a smile yourself.

“I’ll, I’ll see you later,” your gaze has fallen to your shoes as you feel Rafe looking at you. There’s something about his blue eyes which always seem like they are piercing you. The kind of eyes which you ache to look at again just the second you stop looking at them.

The kind of eyes which are too easy to get lost in.

He wishes you well, and you leave the classroom, not knowing his gaze is fixed at you, longing for you.

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You’re sitting on your couch with Sage lying on your lap, her eyes closed as she’s lost in a deep slumber. The lights of your living room are dimmed, the bright light of the tv in front of you dances across you. One of Sage’s cartoons is playing, but as she’s drifted off, you switch the channel to the news one.

“Three men caught in exchange of drugs, the heroin weighs to around 15 kilograms,” the reporter on the tv says. A little video pops up next to him, showing three men with their backs towards the camera, and each man is being held by a policeman, their hands locked well in handcuffs.

The camera cuts to their faces, and the reporter continues speaking. “The men have been identified as Bill Anderson, Aaron Simmons, and Adrian Hayes. They have been…”

The voice of the reporter fades out, as you hear the familiar name and see the familiar face.

You only hear a ringing in your ear as you sit up straight, your eyes wide, as you see Adrian with bruises on his face, his hair reduced to a bare minimum, black circles prominent under his eyes, and pale skin to add to it all.

You can’t even recognise him.

This is the same man you gave you Sage.

The same man who once promised to love you for an eternity, but now, you’re seeing him on tv, completely unrecognizable, as he gets caught for drug dealing.

You shake your head, suddenly feeling your throat dry up, your eyes wide and breathing fast. You turn off the tv, not wanting to look at that horror anymore. You had almost forgotten about Sage sleeping in your lap, looking so peaceful as her chest heaves up and down with her deep breaths.

You pick her up in your arms and take her to her room, laying her in her bed. She doesn’t detect any single movement as she continues to sleep relaxedly. You gently kiss the top of her head, smoothing her hair with your hand.

“I’ll always keep you safe baby, always.”

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