#bloomy's one shots

[bloompompom]

⟢ always the quiet ones

eren mistakenly took his new lab partner for being quiet, only to discover she was so much more than that. college au, mutual pining, casual sex, porn with feelings. word count: ~13.2k

⟢ birthday boy

you hook up with eren on his birthday, ensuring it's a night he never forgets. modern au, friends to lovers, casual sex, porn without plot. word count: ~2.3k

⟢ cold, cold, cold

for always acting so cold toward one another, it really didn't take much for things to heat up... modern au, haters to hate-fuckers, rough sex. word count: ~5.8k

⟢ count to ten

you give your husband a polaroid camera, granting him exactly ten opportunities to take whatever pictures he wants of you. domestic au, established relationship, consenting sexy photos. word count: ~4k

⟢ drive-in distraction

tonight's horror movie double-feature won't be the only thing that has you wanting to scream. domestic au, established relationship, public sex, quiet sex. word count: ~5.6k

⟢ extra benefits

in which you treat eren to some of the other benefits of your arrangement, and he gladly returns the favor. modern au, friends with benefits, casual sex. word count: ~5.3k

⟢ a little joy

your pregnancy comes as a surprise, but the even bigger surprise comes when you tell your husband on christmas, twelve days later. domestic au, established relationship, some angst but mainly fluff, smut with feelings. word count: ~6.4k

⟢ the opposite of star-crossed

you had been best friends with eren for the last five years. surely, if there were something between you, you would have known by now. right? college au, best friends to lovers, idiots in love, porn with feelings. word count: ~5.6k

⟢ playthings

it wasn’t your fault that you accidentally walked into the wrong room, and you’d only take some of the blame after you shamelessly came crawling back for more. college au, strangers to lovers, casual sex, porn without plot. word count: ~6.8k

⟢ rebounding

“don’t you want to give it a try? i mean, haven’t you ever thought about it?” roommate au, complicated feelings, rough sex, porn with minimal plot. word count: ~10.5k

⟢ room for dessert

in which you help your boyfriend discover he may or may not have a thing for getting you pregnant. domestic au, established relationship, breeding kink, semi-public masturbation, temperature and food play. word count: ~3.1k

⟢ tits for tat

I hope you have a good idea about how you’re going to pay for that tattoo… tattoo artist!eren, semi-public sex, rough sex, content some readers may find dark. word count: ~6.7k

⟢ trouble

star player of the paradis devils has been trying to impress his favorite ice girl for months but she's strictly off-limits—and she knows it, too. hockeyplayer!eren/icecrew!reader au, casual sex. word count: ~1.8k

⟢ wake up slow

after a steamy dream, you seek out your boyfriend for some sleepy sex on a lazy, rainy morning. domestic au, established relationship, morning sex, porn with feelings. word count: ~3.2k

⟢ your boyfriend eren

narrative-style headcanons about boyfriend!eren. domestic au, established relationship, rough sex, some possessive behavior. word count: ~3k

#eren x reader #eren one shots #masterlist #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager x reader #nav #bloomy's one shots

[daisynik7]

shoutout to bloomy for this wonderful idea! I always love a little self-reflection at the end of the year, so here's a list of my fave fics that I've written in 2023:

Give You Blue [Eren x f!reader, Reiner x f!reader (past relationship)] - I never thought I'd be able to write another series after Rush, but the idea for this came to me one day and I really wanted to challenge myself again. I aimed to write something mostly sweet with angst and heartbreak sprinkled in the mix, and I think I was able to do that!

Earned It [Levi x f!reader] - A WROTE A YAKUZA FIC Y'ALL. It's not that deep into any actual yakuza lore, but still! This is my one and only Levi fic and I'm very proud of it. It makes me want to continue writing more Levi fics because I adore this man so much.

Out of Time [Nanami x f!reader, two shot] - I love writing about meet cutes, especially when Nanami is cold at first! Also, part 2 of this might be some of the best smut I've written.

Catching You Doing Something Naughty [Nanami x f!reader] - I incorporated my love for nsfw audios into a smut piece! I put my whole pussy into this and it was such a fun one to write. Shout out to the king AugustintheWinter for inspiring this.

Bad Romance [Toji x f!reader] - I'm not as vocal about this guy, but just for the record, I would totally let him hit. This is my first and only exploration into a western au and this was SO MUCH FUN. I even read it out loud in an accent while I was editing LOL.

Do You Like Scary Movies? [Ino x f!reader] - I haven't hopped off the Ino train yet, we are still full steam ahead for this goofy guy! Mask kink was successfully unlocked bc of this. Stay tuned for more Ino fics because I'll never get over him.

Dirty Thirty [Kishibe x f!reader] - This is dear to me because I turned 30 this year and wrote this in honor of that. This was also my first Kishibe fic and I'm still very hot for this man.

Honorable Mentions:

Lavender & Velvet [Mitsuya x f!reader] - It's not included on the list because technically, I won't finish it until next year. But this one is my baby right now! Can't wait to finally show you all how this all plays out!

Rush [Eren x f!reader, series] - Half of it was written in 2022, the rest in 2023, so I don't think it should be on the list (technically). But Rush was my first-born here on Tumblr! So naturally, it is very dear to me. It was the first fic that got me started on this writing journey and helped give me confidence to continue. Forever a special place in my heart.

If you made it this far, I just want to say thank you to all of those who have read any of my fics! The love and support means the world to me. I'm excited to show you all some new projects in 2024! ✨

#nikki's nonsense #personal

[shandzii]

SHANDS

DROPS A TRENTA TOASTED VANILLA OATMILK NITRO COLD BREW WITH TWO SHOTS OF ESPRESSO ON YOU

SHANDS YOUR ART IS SO SMOOTH AND SHINY I JUST WANNA RUB MY LITTLE PAWS ALL OVER STIMMING LIKE A RACCOON THAT FOUND THE NEIGHBOR'S DOGGIE TOYS PET PET PET PET OOO SO SMOOTH GONNA ROLL THIS AROUND THE YARD GONNA CHEW ON IT GONNA DIG A HOLE AND BURY THIS FOR LATER GONNA DRAG IT BACK TO MY BURROW AND RIP IT UP INTO PIECES AND MAKE A NEST OUT OF IT THAT'S HOW GOOD IT LOOKS SHANDS OUT OF ALL THE FANART I'VE SEEN YOURS IS THE ONE THAT LIVES IN MY MIND AS MY PERSONAL HEADCANON OF WHAT AN ACTUAL SUN & MOON CARTOON SHOW WOULD LOOK LIKE I HEADCANON YOU AS THE PERSON WHO'D BE HIRED BY FAZBEAR ENTERTAINMENT TO MAKE THE LIL SUNNYDROP AND MOONDROP CANDY POSTERS

ALSO YOUR ANIMATION? CHEF'S KISS YOU HAVE LIKE SUBTLE MICRO-EXPRESSIONS AND LIL CHANGES IN HEAD POSITION THAT SHOW YOU REALLY HAVE A SENSE OF HOW DIFFERENT SHAPES MOVE IN SPACE LIKE EVEN IF IT'S TECHNICALLY 2-D YOU GET THE SENSE THAT IT REALLY IS DEPICTING THINGS THAT ARE THREE-DIMENSIONAL

THE DRAWINGS YOU AND FLUFFFPILLOW MAKE OF YOUR SUNS AND MOONS AND BLOOMY/BLOMMY ARE SO GOOD LIKE I ONLY HAVE 20% OF AN IDEA OF WHAT'S HAPPENING IN THAT PARTICULAR AU/ROLEPLAY/WHATEVER-IT-IS BUT THAT 20% HAS BEEN ENOUGH TO GET ME INVESTED AND I CAN NO LONGER THINK OF TWO MOONS BEING IN THE SAME ROOM WITHOUT IMMEDIATELY THINKING OF THE "TWO CATS PLAYING" DRAWINGS YOU'RE SO RIGHT THEY'RE JUST CREATURES MEOW MEOW MEOW HISS LET'S DECIMATE THE LOCAL BIRD POPULATION CAUSE WE'RE BORED MEOW

SHANDS I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON WITH THOSE D&D-LOOKIN' OCEAN IDIOTS OCS BUT I SAW THAT ANIMATIC AND I AM FOR IT GOTTA LOVE ME SOME GOOD VILLAIN SONGS WITH A DASH OF MAD SCIENCE AND IT WAS ABSOLUTELY TERRIFYING BUT STILL SO MUCH FUN TO WATCH I LOVED IT

SORRY FOR DROPPING MY DRINK ON YOU I GUESS IT'S YOUR DRINK NOW DON'T WORRY I ONLY TOOK LIKE TWO SIPS

#I am found dead in an alleyway and this person jumped me (affectionate) #aAAA THIS IS SO SWEET HHH ;;V;; #UR ALSO VERY COOL AAAAA #Love the vibes u bring to this community bwahhh

[theragethatisdesire]

📗 and 🚦 please!! c:

hello lovey!!! absolutely i can do this

📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

actually, yes!! i really want to write a novel series, i go back and forth between a fantasy series and a series that's very like, pretty-little-liars esque. i feel like that's surprising given what i write on here but idk i'm a sucker for rich pretty girls who are wrapped up in murder plots LOL. i've never considered writing romance novels or smut novels, but now that i've tried my hand at it on here i wouldn't say no to that either. i also write poetry a lot :)

🚦What sort of endings do you prefer to write: ambiguous, bad, happily ever after, etc.?

you guys know i'm a sucker for a good cliffhanger/ambiguous ending hence why all my one-shots turn into series LOL. frankly all my long-form fics will be happily ever afters, at least to an extent. it breaks my heart when i get to the end of a novel or fic and it's not happy :(( i'm a softie what can i say

thanks for popping in bloomy <333 all the love

#bloomy.moot #ask games #ask game #rage.rambles #about the author

[merulast]

People in space

(Event Horizon - Family movie that teach people about space physics)

I took a deep breath when I left the transport and raised my head to the top of the ceilings. This was the right station, and it was underground. But yet the light seemed so surreal .. normal. Not Neon. Not Bulb or LED. It just felt natural. Like being on an open flower field in spring. Not many ft under the ground. Staring at special lights that Karls-Ruhe had installed on this stations to keep you distracted. Like everything is fine. Everything seemed right.

I already remained as the last person on this station. It was time to go. So I climbed the the stairs, following the led stripes thought the surreal and bloomy scenery back to the surface. It rained. I noticed that there was another rail road on top of the underground one. Wondered what the difference might be, and passed by of this blinding colourfull display windows. Offering to transfer money. Good food. Having a call with your families or risking your salaries on some slot machines. And in between all of this was an narrow door. 24|7. The serial number of my home for tonight.

I mean. Not the first door. Not the second. Not the big ones, of places that ran down. Closed up and pasted over by political papers on the former clear windows. No. The last one, the tiny one.

Just the right code, and the door would open. Let you in a narrow room with 4 computer panels and a desk that divides this room like an natural but useless barrier between customers and the paper files stored in a shelf behind.

"Hello customer. Please tell me your booking number, and your name" Easy task. Two of the terminals seems to work. The others just show something confusing. Probably had been out cold for quite a while. I started to enter the number. The display calibration was slightly off. Writing on it was not that easy.

"May I help you?" an voice asked. A small man suddenly approached besides me. The look in his eyes was firm. Like he had seen to much, and rules was the thing, that kept his world together. "Nah. Im fine." I try to continue. It's not as there werent many posters on the wall telling you what to do. I cant remember, if the posters had been intact. Maybe something had been torn off? Maybe something, that I should had known. But somebody made sure that I will not know. Not now. Maybe never.

He was insisting "I really should help you!" I raised my tired eyes from the display and slowly move them over, and down to him. "Its complicated." "Hm. If i cant even handle that. How could I handle anything on the path that lays ahead?" He dont cared. Raises his small hands to the display and starts punching on the different shapes. "Now take a card and put it in front of the scanner!" I might had a weird look over my face. Why in all world was he not completing the task himself, it is was SO important? Why having panels in the first place? I took my card and presented it to the scanning device.

Error. "Do it again!" he keeps punching on the panel. "Do it again!" "Again" "Again!!!" And without anything changing. My hand was not even moving. Suddenly he said "Its done. What are you waiting for? Go up! Its capsule 20!" And off he was.

I took a deep breath. Climbed the stairs to a smal lobby with tables and a running TV. Some kind of space documentary where soldiers shot and killed each other. In front of them some old guys. Wearing leather jackets that probably had been made out of old enemies skins. Or maybe the remainings of old friends. Haircuts strong like short steel. Faces firm and strong, but crafted by deep, painfull memories. A dark skin tone in memorial to their probably orange skinned idol. The blue, almost blinded eyes gave me a short look. But no words. Nothing. At least they had been alive. Not like the other guys sitting in the corner and staring to the screens in front of them. Probably this backs will never be straight ever again.

I nodded to the room and progressed further thought the first security lock. The card worked. At least.

....

It was deep in the night. I already had been in my capsule for a long time. But they been still shaking. Sometimes the wodden planks outside of the capsule made noises. I decided to do not ask, why steel secured capsules needed to be patched up with pinewood planks. Maybe it is not steel at all? No. Do not think about it. Again and again the capsule was shaking. I decided to raise up the air conditioner a bit more so that it's rapid operating noise might calm me down.

....

Early morning. Time to get up. The temperature had risen to 27°C. The conditioner did its best to blow air and dust, alot of dust into my tiny capsule. But probably it would had been more efficient, when it just could blow, and suck at the same time. Like, having a stream of air floating thought the cell. But no. It was eighter one. Tough decisions had been made. I open the airlock and feel the pressure lowering. The floor looks empty. Most of the flocks had allready left.

....

Stitting in front of the TV. Eating and watching 'jenifer tat'. It was somehow the only non war related thing that i found. And suddenly. The guy spawned to my left.

"What are you watching there?" "A true crime show" I was wondering, if this was 'ok' or not. Its a public place. On the other hand... It was basically just like most true crime shows. An long stream of sad pictures and interviews. "It's horror!" he asked. No, not really, he decided. "Its a documentary?" I asked. "No its horror" Insisting again. And suddenly it felt like there was horror. I just had not been able to see it so far. "Let me help you" he smiled, and ripped the remote control out of my hand. Soon enough he noticed that all the other options had been much worse. "This is so bad. So much horror. So much horror." He decided to select one show by himself.

And a warm, big smile came over his face. He walked away. I sat there. Left behind and not able to continue. I waited for 5 minutes. The walked over to the capsule. Collected all my stuff and headed to the exit. Fast, but not too fast. Suddenly I remembered the faces of this other old men here. Those blinded eyes. Those empty eyes. I passed by the TV and even thought I shut it up when I left. It was activated again. Running BBT again. I looked around. But I did not saw -him-. Even thought I felt his presence.

I walked down the stairs. Threw the card back into that machine. I left the place and the city. Probably to never return again.

#traveling #space #horror

[carriongoat64]

our lunacid thoughts & peace in games

we really like how lunacid's story is almost nothing like king's field in why youre in the caves, the tomb, the great well, bad place. youre here because youve been cast out, everyone here has been banished from the surface, and you can see the corpses of attempted escapees litter every hall. in the temple of silence their minds left by drilling holes through their own craniums, the majority attempted escape by simpler means. we're here because we contain some shred of evil or darkness or knowledge we shouldnt, or we're ill or we caused basically any hardship at all. everyone who's made peace here is not only living well but thriving and happy. we got to the highest point in the whole game, we can see the rim of the great well bathed in bloomy sorrowful overcast light. there is a closed gate at the end of a small inclined ramp. it is lined with arrows, two corpses frozen preserved in agony soaked in them, clearly if i got too close i'd get shot too. theres no escape but all. ALL the lore books and the stories of the above paint so much worse a picture than what im seeing down here. the sanguine sea is confusing and scary but the intro cutscene shows the surface is an even worse nightmare inflicted by humanity on it's own. the lore books describe in flowing prose all this fear and angst around magic, no one understands, everyone seeks power and knowledge and land, the eras of rule have worn earth thin. down here everyone's either chilling or a monster attacking without a whole lot of reason besides, haunted. territorial. uhh, yknow, maybe theyre just stupid. theres a lot of angst among the vampires, we suspect there was a genocide attempted on the surface, they seemed peaceful for a time before that. the game feels like a love letter to separation from cishet dwelling. we're not the same and we dont really want to be. demi can be found at the great well's surface layer, she says she doesnt want to stick around long. she finds it depressing, and the light hurts her eyes anyway. she doesnt understand why people seek it out so much. it's a long walk down, take some crystal shards to teleport home, to wing's rest. this keeps happening to me in games where i end up fundamentally disbelieving in their initial premises and cant beat them because i just straight up dont want to. the first readable thing in the game, a statue depicting a cleric holding a knight's limp body, says "Newest of the fallen. Take up your sword and fight." Dude i dont wanna fight i want to make a house down here and help feed demi sheryl and etna. clive doesnt need to eat, the goofball former king. actually etna might not need to eat either she's an astral projection. demi and sheryl definitely do though, and sheryl needs sleep too. this is why im obsessed with the idea of a fantasy city builder. games could depict peace with realistically positive politics but never choose to, for so many miserable reasons. you only get explicitly homesteader colonizer shit or you get like, really vague minecraft end poem and jewish stereotypes with an optimal game mechanic including stealing their babies away to raise in a literal minimum viable ghetto for your iron farm and enchant trades. ahhh im persistently mad at minecraft :D

[precure-stuff]

She deserves it

Oh well. This show is cheap as hell but at least Ruri gets this

#aikatsu planet #bloomy cafe #when they show the counter or anything thats not the girls my eyes bleed #okay ill admit #im being dramatic #but this one counter shot had a grainy as hell moving shadow

[daydreaming-in-letters]

Anam Cara

Part 1 - Longing

08/05/2021

Pairing: Andy Barber x Cara (ofc)

Word Count: 1,821

Warnings: strong attraction between Andy and Cara, so I would label it as cheating already although nothing physical happens yet; if that topic bothers you, you might want to stay away from this story; also the philosophy teacher in me might me showing, sorry for that

Summary: Ever since Jacob has been accused of killing Ben Rifkin, the Barbers have arranged for a private tutor to teach him. But since Mrs Mandel is not skilled in all of Jacob's subjects, her neighbour Cara has offered to help out, alternating with her. Over time, Cara has become friends with the Barbers, a fact that will soon change all of their lives as she grows closer and closer to Andy with every visit.

A/N: I would like to dedicate this to my dearest friend @ashesofblackroses , who never tires of encouraging me and is always up for a good swooning session. I hope you like it, my loveliest 🦙.

Please note that I wrote the greatest part of this over a year ago and I feel like my writing style has changed a lot since then. So I apologise in advance if this doesn't have the narrative style you are used to. Of course I edited it a bit, but I didn't want to change it too much. I hope you will enjoy it anyway.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

If you like my story, you are very welcome to like, comment or reblog. Please don’t copy, repost or share my work on other platforms.

“Hi Cara, come on in.”

“Hi Andy.”

The warm smile on her face made his insides twist and turn. He stepped aside, welcoming her in, deeply inhaling her bloomy scent when she passed him by.

Patiently she waited by the foot of the stairs for him to close the door.

“Jake?” he called, his voice echoing through the house. “Can you come downstairs, bud? Cara’s here.”

When there was no immediate reaction, he raised his voice a bit further. “Jacob!”

With an apologetic smile he turned towards his son’s tutor. “Why don’t you wait outside on the deck while I go check on him?”

“Sure.” She shot him that smile again, so honest and pure, and he couldn’t help but feel abominable for thinking about her the way he did, had done for the past four weeks.

Still, he couldn’t refrain himself from smiling back, giving her that half smile - only one corner of his mouth turned up, head slightly tilted, eyes peaking out mischievously from underneath his long lashes - that he knew would never fail to have the desired effect on her. And like clockwork he could see the faintest hint of a blush creeping up her cheeks before she turned away, hurriedly crossing the kitchen on her way to the back door.

When he finally crossed the kitchen himself a while later, he let out a slight snort when he checked the time on his phone. He couldn’t really tell when she had arrived at their house, but assuming that she had been on time - 9 o’clock sharp - like she usually was, she had been sitting outside for at least fifteen minutes by now.

Through the glass of the closed back door Andy could make out her frame in one of the chairs. She was sitting with her back towards him, gazing out into the backyard and for a split second he had the thought that she was exactly where she belonged.

“I’m sorry I kept you waiting so long,” he apologised as he stepped out onto the deck. Strangely enough, she showed no reaction at all, seemingly completely unaware of his presence. Tenderly, he laid his hand on her shoulder. “Cara?”

She jumped, immediately pulling out one of her AirPods and turning in her chair to face him.

“Andy, oh my God. You scared me to death.”

“Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

But she was already laughing, obviously having overcome her first scare and now compensating her fear.

“It’s alright. It was my own fault really.” She hinted to her headphones which she had placed on the table in front of her.

Andy found himself laughing along with her. Being happy or having fun was a rare thing nowadays in the Barber family home. But when he remembered why he had come out here, his smile faltered and he had that apologetic look on his face again.

“Cara, um, I’m sorry. Jake refuses to come downstairs.”

With a sympathetic smile on her face, she nodded. “Bad day?”

“Yeah, I’m afraid so. I’m sorry you came all the way out here.”

He had expected her to stand up and make to leave immediately, but to his surprise she stayed put.

“Don’t worry about it.”

He pulled out the chair next to hers and sat down, indecently close, but she didn’t say anything and she also didn’t move her chair away.

“You know, I actually like coming to your house.” She seemed a bit flustered, yet she refused to look away. “It feels like visiting friends.”

She had this natural habit of making people feel comfortable around her. He knew it was not only him, but that Laurie and Jake benefitted from this talent as well and it was not the first time that he was thankful she had found her way into his life exactly when he needed it the most.

“Can I ask you something personal?”

“Go ahead, Mister Prosecutor. But since we’re not in court, I may choose not to answer it.” She gave him a cheeky grin and he instantly felt a bit lighter.

“Why are you doing this, Cara? Why are you coming here without judging like everyone else?”

It seemed she needed to think about his questions for a moment, choosing her words carefully before she answered, her dark eyes locking with his once again.

“Human dignity is inviolable.”

Andy looked at her with a puzzled frown on his face.

“It’s the first article of the EU Charter of Fundamental Rights and the German Constitution, but you surely know that. I learned about it in one of my philosophy classes. Did you know that the sentence goes back to one of the greatest philosopher’s whose work I ever had the honour of reading? Immanuel Kant. He stated that every person has an inherent value that cannot be taken away by anyone or anything because it is assigned to them simply by the fact that they are people. I strongly believe in the truth of these words.”

Once again, he was completely stunned by this unearthly being in front of him.

“So, what I want to say is, whatever Jacob has or hasn’t done, it doesn’t matter. He is still a human being with an inherent dignity. And that makes him worthy of love,” she was pointing at Andy, “and education.” Twisting her wrist, she was pointing at herself now.

Silenced by the incontrovertible truth of her words, he just continued looking into her gentle eyes. It was clear to him that she meant every word she had just said, and in this very moment he knew that there was no going back from here on. She had enchanted him, body and soul, and there was nothing he could do about it.

“I think I’ve never met anyone like you before.”

She blushed, her cheeks turning a lovely peachy colour, but she still held his gaze, her eyes sparkling from his revelation. For a moment, they just looked at each other, neither of them being able to pick up the conversation just yet.

“What are you listening to?”

Not capable of following his train of thought, the sudden change of topic seemed to startle her. So he helped her with a nod towards the AirPods on the table and finally the frown on her forehead started to fade.

“Oh, nothing interesting really.”

“It’s interesting to you or you wouldn’t listen to it.”

“Right.” She smiled. “It’s just some classic stuff. Ludovico Einaudi. I can’t blame you if you’ve never heard of him.”

“I haven’t, sorry.”

She shrugged as if to say, I told you so. “Is he any good though?” And without waiting for an answer he grabbed one of the AirPods and stuffed it into his ear. Patiently, he waited for her to do the same.

“That’s my favourite.”

Softly, the melody started to invade his ear, a simple harmony of piano and strings, slowly weaving its way into his very core. It seemed to touch a part somewhere deep inside of him, filling his heart with something he had never known before.

He looked over at her. Eyes closed, her relaxed face was carrying an almost invisible smile. The warm light of the morning sun made her skin shine like gold, accentuating the delightful freckles that decorated her face.

And suddenly he started to really feel the music, to understand its true meaning, the all-consuming, heartbreaking longing of the melody pouring from his overflowing heart.

His hand moving on its own, he reached over, taking her hand in his. He watched in disbelief, unable to stop himself, thinking that she might jump and pull away, telling him to leave her alone. But to his utter surprise, she let him hold it. She didn’t even open her eyes and just continued to enjoy the music.

“Why do you like it so much?”

Slowly she opened her eyes.

“I don’t know. I mean, I’ve always liked the harmony of piano and strings, but there is something else about this song. Something that just like stirs something deep inside of me. I know it sounds tacky, but it just calms my soul. And there is also this other component, this— “

“Longing.”

She looked over at him, the astonishment apparent in her eyes. “Exactly.”

“And is there anything your heart is longing for, Cara?”

For a moment there was silence and although his question had taken her completely by surprise, her eyes told him everything her mouth would never dare to confess.

“No.”

After all this years in the courtroom, he knew how to tell that someone was lying. Sometimes it was difficult, especially with the people who were used to telling an alternative truth and had perfected their skills, but there was always something that gave it away. With a pure soul like her though, it was easy. He could see right through her.

Instinctively his hand found its way to her cheek, pulling her closer. He leaned in while his thumb was gently caressing the apple of cheek, enjoying the softness of her warm skin. Slowly he could feel her resistance fade as she surrendered to his touch. She was so close now that he could already feel her hot breath fanning across his lips, nothing more between them than a mere heartbeat, when she unexpectedly pulled away.

“Andy,” she sighed his name, the desperation in her voice immediately transferring to him, and a violent shiver took hold of him. He already knew what she was about to say, the same thought screaming out to him, and yet he had been willing to ignore it. “We can’t.”

She was shaking now, pupils dilated, her breath coming out in shallow puffs. Everything about her told him that she wanted it too, yet she held herself back with all her might.

“I should leave.”

Grabbing her bag, she was hurrying to bring some distance between herself and him. She shot up out of her chair, causing a loud rumbling noise on the wooden floor that urged him to rise from his chair as well. Her flight instinct finally taking over, she had already reached the end of the stairs, one foot touching the asphalt that covered the driveway in front of the garage, when he caught up. In the blink of an eye, she spun around, wide eyes fixed on the spot where his strong hand wrapped around her wrist.

Smirking down at her turmoiled face with a wolfish grin, he was astounded that she didn’t resist. Instead, she had just frozen in place, looking at him intently, while he took his time pulling the AirPod from his ear and placing it gently in the palm of her hand. With his free hand, he closed her fingers around the small object. Holding her hand in both of his now, he leaned closer, placing his mouth just beside her ear. “Don’t forget your longing, love.”

Part 2

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[i-am-just-a-kiddo]

Opening Lines

Rules: List the first lines of your last 8 stories (if you have less than 8, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 authors!

Thank you @vishcount, as always 💞 this challenge feels nice because i am following your example and am just using my latest works i posted on ao3. it doesn’t recquire me to think about what i am doing right now, but what i already have accomplished. 

i am sorry that i keep tagging the same people but here it goes: @cortue, @the-cloud-whisperer, @intyalote ; i love hearing about your writing process but please don’t feel pressured. 

my lines under the cut:

1. The last time they had met, Nie Huaisang had given him a shawl made of pure silk.

- flight of the birds / The Untamed, Nie Huaisang/Mo Xuanyu

2. “Come on. There’s no cars driving now.” 

- this was your place / BTS, Min Yoongi/Kim Namjoon

3. Ash. Smoke. The iron taste of blood on her tongue. 

- cassia in the clouds / Nirvana In Fire, Mu Nihuang & Xiao Jingyan

4. The paint on his nail was chipped. Crimson red flakes clung to the pad of his left thumb. A familiar weight shackled his arms, unable to reach for the bottle of ethyl alcohol. The room was filled with excited chatter, with swishing sleeves and dangling jewelry being discarded. 

- illusions seeking illusions / Winter Begonia, Shang Xirui Character Study

5. The sun had already set and a fresh breeze announced the end of summer.

 - remedy, surging sea / Hwarang, Princess Sook Myung/Kim Ahro

6. It was one of those nights that Hanseong crawled into bed beside him, eyes red rimmed and body radiating the need for comfort. 

- trade this heavy cage of bones / Hwarang, Kim Yeowool/Seok Hanseong

7. Jidwi wanted everything and got nothing, while Sunwoo wanted nothing and got everything. He wondered at what point Sunwoo had become everything to him. 

- stolen (nice and slow) / Hwarang, Kim Sunwoo/Kim Jidwi

8. “Why don’t you just ignore him?” they sometimes ask him. “He’s not worth it.”

- brighter wounds / Hwarang, Kim Sooho/Park Banryu

My patterns: I’m not entirely sure but I feel like I often start with some sort of statement? Whether emotional or enviromental or situational (y’know, as writing should be). I also love starting works with spoken words, just entering the scene immediately. I’ve honestly never thought about my openings because they just come to me easily? in comparison to endings, that make me think a lot more. I guess writing the beginning often feels like the opening shot in a movie/show and I immediately have a ‘scene’ or atmosphere in mind. 

My favourite: From the ones listed here, I think I like number 4 the most? it was so easy to write the and I managed to write down the vision I had for Shang Xirui. I also like number 1 because I somehow like starting a story with such a dry statement? Often I worry that I’m too bloomy with my writing so I try balancing it out.

Assessing my own writing like this is so difficult but a good exercise, so thank you for tagging me again. It made me think about something that I rarely think about. 

#tag game #writing #personal #i feel like this list doesn't even include my fave opening lines #also wow i've posted so many random fics in the past half year #what a mess #sigh

[ollieologys]

love at first stick | p. parker

summary; You’ve never believed in love at first sight. How could you? Falling in love with someone just by looking at them seemed impossible. You could make an exception for your friendly-neighborhood savior Spider-Man, though.

words; 1k

pairing; Peter Parker x Reader

warning; rusty writing lol, just cute awkward first meetings and little babes

notes; i haven’t written in forever. i know. im sorry:( im so so so busy with school you guys omg. i love you all. listen to “Love at First Sight by The Brobecks” while reading this, and this is for @afterglowparker​ ‘s special!

Could this be love at first sight, or should I walk by again?

    You cursed yourself for being so stereotypical. How could you, in the right mind, leave work so late? You had no idea. Leaving yourself to not only take the subway back into Queens alone but walk the intimidating streets to make your way home. It wasn’t that you couldn’t handle yourself, you definitely could, but following the recent news left you more than anxious.

So, yes, you cursed yourself repetitively and swore to never leave work late again.

Thankfully, you were just coming upon your street and felt relief slowly wash over you. A few more strides, and you’d be home to the comfort of your bed and a nice, long bath.

Just as you were going to turn the corner, a series of grunts and swears flowed through your eyes. An overwhelming part of you pushed you to turn around and take a longer route, but curiosity got the better of you, and you peaked your head around the brick wall and lay your eyes onto the notorious Spider-Man.

You could only assume he was fighting a gang, maybe some illegal drug dealers or perhaps even murderers. No matter the possibilities, you couldn’t seem to turn your gaze away. It wasn’t every day you got to see this type of action in person. Not only, but you admired Spider-Man’s intentions. He was the type of person in the city that made you feel safer coming home late from work.

“What is it with you guys and illegal drug rings? Do you guys, like, go to work after a Saturday morning brunch?”

The young hero comically mocked the irritated men as he finished his string of webs onto the wall. Police sirens echoed throughout the relatively empty streets, and you imagined that they were coming to pick up after his work.

Quietly, you let out a giggle at his jokes. Big mistake.

Oh God, now what did I say? Let me start over again

Spider-Man turned swiftly. Instinctively, he flicked his wrist and shot a web right at you.

You gasped, barely able to process his reaction as the webs shot onto your wrists, binding your hands tightly.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” He exclaimed, rushing over to you and examining his mistake. “I didn’t notice you there, I was a little caught up with those guys over there and didn’t pick up on your, uh, presence.”

You blinked. Once, twice, three times. You didn’t have the first idea on how to respond. “It’s okay, sorry to interrupt. I live just around the corner.” You explained as you looked over his suit. Large, white eyes stared back at you waitingly.  

Silence, other than the irritated men complaining, followed.

“Right. Um. I’m Spider-Man,”

“I know,”

“Of course you do,” He muttered, sighing to himself. You smiled and laughed lightly. “Can you get this off?” You asked politely, your eyelids fluttering, and your lips puckered. The masked hero stuttered over his words and hurriedly pulled at the webbing.

“Yeah, yeah! Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry again.”

Could this be love at first sight-- oh wait, I said that before. I need a place for the night,

It hadn’t taken you long to conclude that the strong, heroic, Spider-man was an awkward young man. Your heart fluttered at the thought, softly smiling as he looked at you.

“I’m done here,” Spider-Man stated, “You said you live just around the corner. I could maybe walk you home?” His fingers fidgeted, his white eyes squinting as he awaited your response. The sirens were getting closer, and the men seemed well-kept, so you took the leap of faith and showed him the way.

Happy to sleep on the floor. But don't go out of your way,

It took you less than ten minutes to reach your doorstep. A tightness resided in your chest the entire walk, a good tightness, but you willed yourself to ask as many questions as you could. This may be the last time you saw the arachnid hero - you could only hope to make the best out of your time.

“So,” You whispered, suddenly finding your shoes to be exciting. “This is me.”

Spider-Man glanced down the street, looking for anyone else to be around.

And I won't talk anymore. Turn the lights off, I'm in love.

“It was really nice meeting you, Y/N.” He gushed, “Sorry again about earlier.”

You flushed. The tightness in your chest pushed against your ribs, begging to get out. The flutter in your heart had made its stay, as well. “It’s no problem, really,” You said sheepishly, “Already forgot.”

Wouldn't you like to, wouldn't you like to kiss her?

“I’ll, um, see you then?” His voice went up a pitch hopefully. He coughed as he regained his composure and repeated himself. “I mean - uh - goodnight.”

Your eyes watched his hands as they moved to scratch the back of his neck. You wondered if he was aware of the excessively loud and quick pulse of your heart, and secretly you hoped he could.

Nonetheless, you nodded quickly and allowed the silence to follow. Neither you or Spider-Man seemed to want to leave, but you felt a wave of exhaustion flow over you and suddenly, you decided to assure that you’d see him again.

With the tightness in your chest clenching, you took one step closer to him and gave him a sweet peck on the cheek. “For your troubles,” you whispered, just before turning around and rushing into your apartment building.

Wouldn't you like to, wouldn't you like to dance with her?

Spider-Man’s eyes widened, standing stiffly at your door even after you were gone. He looked up, watching your lights turn on and your silhouette move around your small apartment. He smiled - an unfamiliar clenching in his chest - and swung away into the darkness that seemed unusually brighter.

Turn the lights off, I'm falling in love with you.

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notes: so like. of course i left this to the last day! but i hope it’s good <3 love u guys

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[cleoselene]

SO sick of seeing takes that are like, “why isn’t Liz going after Bernie?  Herp derp she wants to be his VP!”

No, she probably doesn’t want to be anyone’s VP.

What she is trying to get avoid is raising the ire of his agitated angry mob, knowing going into this debate that everyone else will be going after Bernie, and if she pulls back, they might give her a reprieve from hurling snake emojis at her and she can remain ideologically consistent by hurling attack after attack at Bloomberg, slaying him dead with his own blood, because corrupt billionaires make her warm to her KILL BLOOD SHOT

the crowd literally gasping when she called him out for donating to LInsdey Graham was just... FATALITY!

So she gets to have a ball destroying the hell out of Bloomberg, everyone else gets to fight Bernie, no one is attacking Liz except for the random shot from Amy which doesn’t land hard.  Liz has been fundraising like hell and rising in national polling off of her “eviscerate Bloomie” strategy.  So it doesn’t serve her to attack

and furthermore, why is it Elizabeth’s responsibility to take out Sanders?  The one time she spoke up for herself everyone treated her like a liar?  Why isn’t the responsibility of everything competing candidate?  Their bases are not competing for each other but could theoretically be compatible, IF she can keep the delicate balance of not angering the less indoctrinated Sanders voters.

So these people are confused by 1) ideological consistency from Warren in her disdain for a nasty billionaire and 2) that it’s not Liz’s job alone to end Sanders, stop putting it all the woman who seems most competent just because that seems easier than forcing Tom Steyer to figure it out.  Mayor Pete and Joe Biden did pretty well tonight tbh, Liz didn’t need the help.

anyway another debate that was an all the way hot mess, shoutout to the moment when Steyer was about to go Super Saiyan, holy shit, when Biden called him out on owning a private prison?  He was hulking and had the crazy eyes and pacing like I thought dude was gonna lose his mind.  rich men are so fucking weird!!

Bernie’s reaction to getting booed.  LMAO!

Pete had some good moments

both of these billionaires need to get out the fucking door and put their money into electing democrats downticket that would be actually helpful

#debate lb

[bloompompom]

help me decide what to work on this evening:

finish editing chapter 3 of gossip!

one shot with older brother's friend Eren (super smutty hehe)

my entry for my own collab event lmao (florist!reader x eren, super fluffy)

#yeah i said it would be a minute before i posted another one shot but also i said who knows because i can't help my day dreams #not a poll because i really want to try and get something out tomorrow night but idk if that's feasible for me #bloomy rambles #once again apologizing for being a chatty kathy and clogging the dash i hope you like me :3

[pictureamoebae]

hi, i hope you're having a good day so far! when taking screenshots with SRWE, do you tweak your shaders at your natural or hotsampled resolution? i've been tweaking from my natural rez, and then hotsampling, because i prefer to tweak while seeing my full window for composition. Doing this however i notice that my shaders tend to look quite different at the larger rez. do you have any tips from your own experience on tweaking shader and hotsampling?

Hi there!

This is a really great question, thank you for asking it!

Big long reply under the cut!

I tweak shaders at my normal resolution, because that way a) I can see the whole screen, and b) because when I hotsample everything grinds to a halt and it would be too difficult.

The reason some things will look different is generally because some shaders don’t scale with resolution.

The best way to visualise this is if you can imagine drawing a 500x500px square on your screen and think about how much of the screen it would cover, when you hotsample that square remains 500x500px while the rest of the image gets bigger, so the area it covers is now smaller.

For some shaders, like ambient light for example, it means the bloomy parts will cover a smaller area in the hotsampled image and end up looking tighter and brighter as a result, and less soft and hazy.

I don’t have a definitive list of which shaders this happens to, but certainly ambient light and others with a hazy, bloomy effect are generally affected. Also, the original DoF shader (the one with Matso, Marty McFly’s ADoF, Ring DoF etc) becomes weaker when you hotsample. The new ADoF in the qUINT pack does not have this problem (although the additional gaussian blur you can add does, but it’s not as noticeable), and neither does Cinematic DoF. I don’t tend to notice a difference with MXAO either, but it does happen to the game’s own ssao (another reason to turn that ugly abomination off!).

So, what can we do about it? Unfortunately the reason this happens is all down to how the shaders are written, and it would require some pretty hefty knowledge of the shader language to rewrite it, and there may well be reasons why the shader authors haven’t been able to in the first place.

That leaves us with trying to mitigate as best as possible the final results.

The first thing to know is that you’ll probably end up taking multiple hotsampled shots while you finesse the final values, so buckle in and be patient!

With something like the original DoF shader, you can generally just increase the blur radius (that controls the overall blur strength) in line with how large you’re going to be hotsampling. I don’t think it’s always an exact 1:1 but it’s close enough, and you can more or less judge how it will look. My usual wide shots are composed at 2560x1280 and I hotsample to 6000x3000. With the original ADoF shader, if my blur radius is at 10 to begin with, I might increase it to around 40-45 and see how that looks in the final picture. Obviously, you’ll end up with something you don’t like the look of at your normal res, but the hope is it’ll look good at your hotsampled res. It does take some trial and error though, as I said. I’ve taken 10 or more shots in the past, switching in between normal and hotsampled to get the right values. Patience!!

For shaders with hazy bloom, like ambient light, it’s more difficult. Simply increasing the strength doesn’t have the desired effect, because it’s not the strength we’re losing when we hotsample but rather the spread of the bloom. I’m yet to find a foolproof way of compensating, so I generally have ambient light and a second bloom shader that I use oftentimes together that, when combined, get me roughly where I want to be. But it does require compromise and reining in your expectations. Sometimes you might find you want to keep the hotsampled image smaller than you would ordinarily go so as to keep the bloom intact as much as possible, but that might sacrifice image quality too much elsewhere. It’s a balancing act, I’m afraid.

My ReShade preset has a whole heap of shaders that I turn on and off individually depending on what I need. I certainly don’t play with them all turned on. MXAO, DoF, ambient light and the second type of bloom are ones I never keep on during Live mode. Now I’m used to the way the shaders react when hotsampled it means I can adjust them at my normal res having a general understanding of what’s going to happen to them at larger sizes. It means that sometimes my preset doesn’t always look exactly as I might want at normal res, because I’ve set it up to look good hotsampled. Sometimes it means my final images won’t look quite as I like because I’ve had to make a compromise somewhere along the way.

I hope there’s some useful information here for you. I’m sorry there is no definitive answer to making shaders perform the same at all resolutions. Back before MXAO appeared on the scene there was a shader a little like the main DoF shader, which had several types of AO to choose from (my first TS4 ReShade preset, Height of Summer, used SSAO from that shader–wow, memories!). From what I remember, they didn’t scale with resolution, which made things altogether more complicated. Thankfully MXAO does scale pretty well. Maybe in time future revisions of other shaders will scale too.

#reshade faq #reshade tips #reshade troubleshooting #reshade for ts4 #reshade #ts4 #screenshot tips #screenshot faq #srwe #srwe faq #srwe tips

[irrfahrer]

🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

The flowerbouquet laying beside the door to the small house had dark yellow petals that shimmered like gold in the early morninglight. Hafa looked down on them curiously, the Healer would often put flowers infront of the hemisphere-shaped hut to dry in the sun yet those were different as they were neatly bound to another with a cord, and carefully put before the hut, almost artfully, almost lovingly. In the morning the street was still empty and the orange sunlight from the small, weak burning sun of the system only started to cut through the mist with stark bright streaks like broiling blades. The Duros decided that those flowers had not been put infront of the door to dry by the Healer so she carefuly leaned forward to pick them up- it was a more tedious act than she had expected for bending her knees was hindered by the thick layers of barkbandage the Tynnan had wrapped around the burned flesh until over the knees to not only keep the burns clean while they were healing but to also prevent anything pushing against the wounded legs too hardly and cause Hafa pain. With a huff the Duros slung a long blue arm around the bouquet, the flowers shimmering in the orange light like pieces of jewelery, and then straightened her standing. It needed a little more balancing to hold the flowers in one arm and still continue leaning on her crutch- after all the Healer would scold Hafa when she would risk falling over just to pick up flowers- but after a little work she managed to lean her slim shoulder against the door to press it open and walk inside the small hut.

Inside the hut hung the air so thick and heavy Hafa was sure she would be able to grasp it, if she would just have a hand free. The single room was round and plantpots were put on the walls of thr hut from which were growing ranks like a veneer along the height of the room. The healer was standing by a low table loaded with heatingplates on which where standing several pots. The scent of fresh cut grass and petrichor, like from a forest after a long heavy rain, rose from the bubbling pots. Hafa knocked the end of her crutch against the metaldoor to alert the young Tynnan that she had entered the hut:  “Fluffy, somebody left you-” ”Call me Fluffy again and I will rip off your kriffing arms and beat you back on the kriffing gourney you just stood up from -when? A week ago after I had spend two kriffing weeks with you bedridden and halfmad from gangere? Do you want to risk going back there?”, The Tynnan interrupted Hafa without skipping a beat, her ears turning after the Duros voice like the ears of a attentive Lolth-cat, yet she continued to cut the blue ranks she had put on a cuttingboard on the table. Hafa grimaced when her red eyes wandered automatically to the gourney standing at the side of the room- she did not knew exactly how she had felt the two weeks she had spend in the Halers house as she had pushed the memory of pain and fever and sickness hasty at the back of her head like a dity secret but whatever she had expierenced while her legs were rotting away under her, Hafa never wanted to even think about it ever again. She was sure the Tynnan had treated her with the best of her abillities, as after all now Hafa was since one week walking again on her own legs and the flesh on her legs was burned and purple from wounds, but it was healing, yet although she was thankful for this the woman did not wanted to ever spend another night in the Healers house as this would mean she might feel like she had felt when gangere had reached for her mind like a rotten hand. ”Ziv, somebody left-”, the woman started, but was again interrupted. This time the Healers voice was not stern, but almost a little playful with a quit amused melody dancing behind her words. The liquid in the pots smelling of grass and old forests continued to blubber quietly and the Tynnan shoved the cut blue ranks into the nearest pot to boil. ”A kriff closer, but not enough. Try again, please, Hafa.” The Healer was now clearly joking and Hafa rolled her eyes a little: ”-Odiz’Zee. somebody left-” ”Better! Thank you Kriffing much.” ”Just let me finish the damn sentences!”, the Duros huffed. ”Never, I am having too much kriffing fun right now!”; the Healer laughed and leaned her head back, grinning with sharp, carnivorous teeth. Still he Tynnan did not wasted another moment or annoyed Hafa any further, and instead grabbed a few small bowls and then toddled over to Hafa to carefully grab under the other womans arm and help her through the room to the gourney the Duros realized she still did not liked very much. She wondered if she would ever start to like such medical gourneys again or if they would be forever linked to the purple burns where once the flesh of her legs had been. A blue finger as thin and boney as a popsickle pointing to the flowers on her arm as Hafa stopped, standing beside the gourney: ”...someone left you the flowers outside. They are pretty. You happen to have a secret admirer, Odiz’Zee?” Zivs ears twitched, yet she only gave the flowers a short glance before turning back to the Duros. Her red eyes were fixating on Hafa, eyeing the colour of the Duros skin that was pale but yet not so lightly blue or discolored to show any signs of sickness, to the other womans stance that was wobbly but not so weakly as she had been one week ago, only for the Tynnans eyes to end on the bandages on Hafas legs that had turned grey from the dust on the street but had nonthless not askewed. “Oh? Do I hear Jealousy? Don´t worry the only one I am going down on is you.” , a crooked smirk creeped on the Tynnans muzzle as she literally knelt down before Hafa to put down the bowls of herboinment on the floor. Then she carefully broke the resin she had used to stick the pale, thin treepark to the others legs with a sharp claw and remove the worn down bark: “Literally, your bandages need to be changed and after you I am having another patient, so sit the kriff down now.” Hafa tensed a little, pouting almost childishly. She felt like a child refusing to sit down on the gourney, yet she could also not bring herself to just sit down: “I am serious!” The Tynnans ears flicked again and her red eyes shot up to Hafa, ran over her eyes, her face, her tensed stance. There was a sound suddenly cutting through the room and Ziv took a deep sniff, her head tilted to the side like a attentive animal. The next second Ziv reached to the side and grabbed for a stool standing near to shove it beside Hafa: “As am I. Sit the Kriff down, cub!”

A second of quietness slowly sank down on the two women, wrapping around every breath, tensed look and the silent glance Hafa gave the stool. Eventually she sat down carefully, Zivs small paws steadying her arm to lean on. Not wasting a moment the Tynnan knelt down before Hafa again and with nimble paws she took off the layers of bark off the burns that covered the other womans legs and cleaned the burns properly with a stark of vinegar smelling gel. When Ziv had put on the bandages made of bark first she had explained that Voss-bark was producing chemicals in its bark to fend off insects that would bite into the wood to build nests for larves and those chemicals were antiseptic. So the bark, as thin and white as linenbandages, were a proper replacement for clothbandages. Hafa looked down on the flowers now laying in her lap, her thin blue finger stroking ove the petals that were as soft as velvet beneath her fingertips:  “Leaving flowers is actually very romantic. They are  beautiful. Someone must be thinking about you lovingly...” As a answer the Tynnan chuckled, whiskers flicking in amusement although the smile did showed a little too much sharp teeth to be soothing: “Ha! For you maybe. For me its a stash of new Healing-Herbs that I do not need to collect myself now.” Hafa looked down on the other woman, blinking: “They are healing-plants?”

“No, Not those. Just some kriffing bloomy stuff.”; The Tynnan grabbed for a small bowl and opned it, its scent rose into the air of the small room- earthy and wooden, like the scent of the joinery Hafas father had often sit in to build toys for her. Inside was resin that was as gold as ember and carefully Ziv sticked the new layers of Voss-Bark together on the edges and lightly to the Duros blue skin with resin to fix the bandages in their position and prevent dirt to get to the wound until the bandages would need to be changed again. “Huh?”; Hafa grunted  confused, yet Ziv only gifted her with a wink and a sly grin that showed the sharpness of the Tynnans teeth in all their glory. Now with her patient taken care of properly that crooked grin on the young womans muzzle softned a little, just a little, when she eventually stood up again and looked over to the flowers that lay in the low afternoonlight shimmering as if made of gold like precious jewelery. “They are good to heal a bad mood, though. Most flowers are, sometimes even those who kriffing bite.” There was a flicker of loving admiration in the Tynnans eyes, a flicker like she was looking at her favorite piece of art. She had always loved flowers from the second she had been old enough to walk out of the Temples-Céche to visit the Templegardens and even more when she had started to study botany under the Agricorps teaching. Ziv had no good eyes, so when she was told something was beautiful, she could only judge that after she had literally pressed her muzzle against it, yet flowers were colourful even when they had in her eyesight not a certaine form and their scents always stroked around the Tynnans keen nose like a parfume even when the flower itself was plain. Flowers were always beautiful, they were beautiful when not seen as they grew on a far away planet, and they were beauiful when plain and they were beautiful because they simply grew against all odds, despite wars and catastrophes and politics and weather and destruction, to bring more life and beauty in the galaxy. As if the flowers were made of fragile glass Ziv ran gently her callouse fingers over one of the petals- it was soft and cooling beneath her skin as she hummed: “Thankfully this do not bite. Thank you for bringing them in Hafa, they are very beautiful. ”

Suddenly a loud knock cut through the quiet room loud like thunder, Zivs ears jolted promptly up and Hafa almost jumped off  the stool. The bouquet of golden flowers dropped rustling to the floor. Before the metaldoor the muffled voice of the patient after Hafa sounded impatient over to them past the happily gurgling inside of the pots on the heatingplates, past the flowerpots, past the gourney and past the golden flowers on the ground. The soft smile on the Tynnans fluffy face dropped and she huffed, stepping beside Hafa to help her sliding off the stool and grab the crutch:  “Now get up, get home safely and kriffing favour yourself, I only want to see you back in my care until next week again for another bandage-change.”

[ @Anonymous ]

#AFTER WEEKS #I ANSWERED THIS #dear anon. thank you for sending this but I hve no idea who you are so its just a small drabble about Ziv loving flowers

[ao3feed-johnlock]

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by YellowPamonha

Onde John Watson fica cansado de esperar por Sherlock Holmes, e decide ir até ele ao invés disso.

Words: 658, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Português brasileiro

Fandoms: Sherlock (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: John Watson, Sherlock Holmes

Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, TW: Suicide Mention, john is missing Sherlock and so am i, One Shot, >700 words, Songfic

September 21, 2020 at 10:42PM

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[wallpapernifty]

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