#CHERNOBYL FLOWER

[frodothefair]

Flowers of Chernobyl AU, Vacation Edition

Frodo: Hey Marigold, you’ve got a couple weeks free, why don’t we go to Hawaii? We can stay at a hotel with oceanside views, swim with the dolphins, see the mountains and the rainforest, eat at a nice restaurant on the beach and watch the sunset…

Marigold: *has never been on a romantic vacation with a guy — every vacation she has ever been on has been a chaotic family or friend group affair in a van* Oh, I’d love that! Can Sam come too? 

Frodo: Well, I was thinking it would be just the two of us.

Marigold: But Sam would LOVE all the exotic flowers, and the dolphins, and the rainforest. He’s wanted to go to Hawaii ever since he was little.

Frodo: *deep, internal sigh* 

Alright. Let’s make Sam’s dream come true.

*was planning to destination-propose*

*decides that if the proposal still come to pass, Sam will probably have the decency to make himself scarce and give them some alone-time*

(@konartiste)

Also, if they go to Hawaii, they totally stay here:

(image source: www.halekulani.com)

#flowers of chernobyl #frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #marigold gamgee #fragrance inspired and blogging from a truck stop in the middle of nowhere #the modern day equivalent of writing on your shirt cuffs #hawaii #lotr au #modern day lotr au

[elenatria]

Modern AU commission for @pretty-fly-for-a-sky-guy 's fic Flower Crown. 🌸🌹🌺🌻🌼

My NSFW Valoris art on Patreon.

#chernobyl #valoris #valerylegasov #borisshcherbina #stellanskarsgard #jaredharris #flower crown #ao3 #ukraine

[goldenkingyo]

Some Russian apparel for Chernobyl’s Russian Queen.  Got some more outfits in mind for her, so can’t wait for those. 

#goryo #invader goryo #chernobyl #irken Chernobyl #irken cherno #cherno x goryo #invader zim #Invader Zim Fanart #invader zim art #russian clothes #blue primrose #flower symbolism

[live-long-and-time-warp]

Many in my personal life know that I’ve been building my Chernobyl memorial tattoo on my arm for a while now, and Phase 2 of the piece began earlier this week.

Last year, the amazingly kind and astoundingly talented Ely Wick worked with me to design this piece. In October, we began with three of the six flowers: a sunflower for Boris Shcherbina and Ukraine. Poppies in memory of the liquidators, plant workers, and firefighters that died. Chamomile to represent Russia and a tribute to Valery Legasov’s wife.

This time, we added the pine trees, a star, and a stork.

But this is a Chernobyl tattoo… so why a stork?

The entire piece is an homage to the final shot of the HBO series “Chernobyl,” my favorite show and the entity that introduced me to this obsession in the first place. In this shot, Valery Legasov is being driven away from his two closest friends at Chernobyl, never to speak to them again. He leaves Chernobyl for the last time, knowing that Chernobyl will never leave him.

Now, this didn’t really happen in real life- he was allowed to talk to people still, and the KGB itself wasn’t quite as cruel to Legasov as they were in the show (that was the Kurchatov Institute and the Academy of Sciences’ job). His isolation was more unspoken. However, the tragic reality is still very much present in that final frame of the last episode.

I see that final shot as a representation of how his friends and family felt when he died: ripped away from them suddenly, no chance to say goodbye, no chance to tell him, “you did everything you could; we’ll fix this, I promise” one more time. I’ve read many accounts from people who knew him in all walks of life, and this feeling of disbelief and pain when they found out he took his own life is communicated in almost all of them.

I wanted something that represented Valery being in the middle, being driven down that road by himself, surrounded by the cost of the Soviet Union’s lies. But I also didn’t want him to be made small- he made himself feel so small in life, and so did many others throughout his career. And I find this totally unfair for a man who walked so tall and who had such a big heart.

So, again, why a stork? Valery brought two photos back with him from Chernobyl: a photo of the plant itself, and a photo of storks nesting during the liquidation. He hung both of them up in his office to remind him of the balance between nature and technology. Plus, @tryingtobealwaystrying and I think he liked how fluffy they were.

So, that’s why a stork: this stork represents Valery Legasov. He’s strong but vulnerable, brave but measured. The positioning was intentional: behind him is Chernobyl, represented by the star. Both in front of and behind him are the beginnings of the Red Forest. He is protecting the world from Chernobyl, surrounded by those who were closest to him there (represented by the flowers). In life, he was minimized and erased. In death, I want him to be spotlighted and surrounded only with love and the evidence of his bravery.

Finally, I wanted to explain a little more about the star: of all the things that could represent the plant, why a star? Well… by some cosmic “coincidence,” the word “Chernobyl” comes from the Russian/Ukrainian translation of “wormwood.” You’ll either recognize that term from Harry Potter, or from its mention in the Book of Revelations:

“The third angel blew his trumpet, and a great star fell from heaven, blazing like a torch, and it fell on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water. The name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters became wormwood, and many died from the water, because it was made bitter.”

I’m sure you can see the parallels. The locals of Chernobyl sure did…

We’ll be adding the next three flowers next month. I anticipate finishing the whole piece sometime this year, and I couldn’t be more excited! Can’t wait, Ely!

#chernobyl #valery legasov #boris shcherbina #chornobyl #chernobylhbo #ukraine #russia #belarus #jared harris #ulana khomyuk #fuck putin #tattoo #tattooed girls #flower tattoos #nature tattoos #tattoo therapy #storks

[enevera]

need to stop Seeing Things that make me Experience Emotions while listening to fiori di chernobyl like bro why’dya wanna make suffer like thattttt

#this isnt even abt anything im just talking rn #bro here is like the forces of the universe or smth ig lol #guys guys flowers grow in chernobyl... everything will be fine actually #fucked up and different but someday things will be better #solo quando ci perdiamo e restiamo da soli perché è dagli incubi che nascono i sogni migliori anche a Chernobyl ora crescono i fiori

[mobymartin]

Arik Brauer (b. 1929): "The Flower of Chernobyl" (The Chernobyl Triptych, middle panel), Vienna 1996/97

#arik brauer #chernobyl #flowers

[ohnonononononono567]

Carry me - Simon "Ghost" Riley x m!reader (angst)

Games

Bit by Bit

(This was made after 1am and I projected my OCD onto a fictional character so that's on me guys, my bad. Any bad writing can be blamed on the fact I was watching chernobyl with my cat and eating the saltiest fried chicken sandwich known as i wrote this)

"Simon-"

"Don't." He grunted, leaving his position in your bed. Never his. 

The day he admits it's his bed as well, is the day he has the ability to sleep peacefully. And God knows when he'll be granted that right. 

He awoke to the sound of screams, his ears ringing. The feeling of water and blood rapidly running under his skin, as if his flesh begged to be free. 

You had rolled over to hold his midriff, and Lord help him with how much he's grown attached to you, with how much he wanted to pin you down as if you were nothing more than another enemy in his eyes.

He shot up, just to feel the familiar sting of a hook in his rib as he had sat on the bed.

Stepping out onto the patio with a grunt, a tank top and some joggers on with slippers. The apartment's patio serving as the perfect place to have a smoke, the dog yawning to join. Big fella, she was, nudging snout onto Simons leg.

Sitting down, he grabs a light, lighting the cigarette he had hiding cheekily in his pocket, when he had swore up and down he wasn't smoking anymore less than 8 hours ago.

Burn your wrist.

Shut up Riley, you know better than to act on that.

Do it now.

No.

He leaned back, allowing the nicotine to enter his system, and the tobacco to leave a lasting smell on the rough pads of his fingers. He watched you from the corner of your eye. Silent panic. Wanting to help him. But you can't. All he can do is lie to a therapist and come home to you.

He made this worse. Leave him. You're nothing, but he's worse. 

Stop.

He saw you at your worst. Why stay? 

Because he saw me at my worst. And he stayed.

He shouldn't have.

Stop.

He knows nothing about you and he goes to sleep saying bull crap about loving you.

"STOP!"

He yells, grabbing his hair in two fists on the side of his head, the cigarette between his fingers, lingering in the night air as the sound of the city stand beneath him.

He looks at you, and you seem to just be staring. Frozen. 

It spitballs, as he meets your gaze;

"Stop fucking staring at me like that yeah? You can't fucking help me! You deal with me, or you kick me out. Should've done that by now if you've ever known what's good for you!" He says, throwing his hands up in the air out of exasperation, the dog yelping a bit as she backs away. He heads back inside, putting out the cigarette, and snatching his blanket, heading towards the couch.

You gave him a look as he left. He knew that look. You've set boundaries, he was trying to be healthy for you. Honest. You wouldn't stand for verbal abuse, nor disrespect. But he was weak. Useless in the presence of a man like you.

He knew better than to immediately go to you. He left earlier for the gym that morning, called off work, went to one of those shitty manmade parks with more dog piss than a fire hydrant, and sat himself down. Right in the grass, watching a single dandelion. It was weak. But it still stood in the grass. It moved with the wind, even when it lost it's soft white petals. 

And when it was stripped naked, bare, with nothing left to offer, there was another dandelion there. Planted from the wind carrying it. Ready to repeat the cycle. 

Why is he doing this? He'll repeat what his father did. He was the end of it. No relatives to fall back on. God knows how much he's begged to bring his brother, Tommy back. 

But that's just it. He's the end of the cycle.

Get up. Nobody is coming to save you.

He stands before you now, with nothing to offer, but the willingness to move with you if you'd allow him. If you'd allow a weak man like him to remain with you. He'll continue to lose his petals, but you'll help him plant new flowers. To utter the words, 

"I can never truly tell you how sorry I am, love. You are the man I want. You are everything. And it's not enough. But I am trying."

Looking up at you, his bones brittle, his eyes heavy.

He wants to sleep. To feel his flesh settle, his mind quiet.

And as you embrace him, he can feel every molecule in his skin burning. 

And if you ever let reality hit that you deserve someone who could think like a bloody normal human for once, would he continue to survive for as long as he could without you to carry him. Until he allowed the world to end what it started. 

You are everything.

Laying in bed, your hands hesitantly rubbing his back in soft circular motions as he keeps his head in your tummy, soft breathing as the dog nuzzled into the crook between you two, soft kisses lingering on his tongue, it leaves him before he can chase after it;

"...Would you ever marry me?"

@tabloid-junki3 i dont think i cooked but i did heat it up in the microwave so

#cod fanfic #cod fluff #fluff #simon riley imagine #trans friendly #simon riley x you #lieutenant ghost #simon x reader #y/n #call of duty x y/n #call of duty x reader #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #cod x male reader #male reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x male reader #ghost x you #ghost x reader #ghost fanfiction #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #cod x reader #ghost #cod #cod mw2 #cod mwii #call of duty modern warfare 2

[smolbluegoblin]

alright, Burrow's End conspiracy theories time!

what we learned is that the Blue is affecting everything in a radius around the "Second Sun" located at the grey rectangle rock - most likely a human structure as depicted on the DM screen. The "non-bears" Ava described are most likely vehicles, since (like the bear) they move around carrying smaller creatures inside and kicking up dust while doing so. The creatures described by Thorn look like humans with gas masks and hazmat suits on.

(which, might I add, is so fucking cool because seeing humans through another creature's eyes really is an eldritch horror experience, Lovecraft move over we have @quiddie now)

Two things jumps out to me straight away: the Meadow and the dust storm.

The Meadow was full of blue flowers, but also seems like it was protected by electricity somehow (the lighting coming from the earth). Was it electric fences ? A force field ? Why would humans protect flowers ?

Now, the dust storm is weird. Sure, a truck (or multiples) can kick off a lot of dust, but not enough to kill MOST OF THE STOATS in the Red Warren. The damages it dealt means it was more than dust in there, and when Viola remembered the dust cloud from the end of Episode 1, Aabria added something about it being kicked off "on purpose". Was the purpose to get rid of the stoats? To empty out the forest of threats like the parasited bear ?

Another detail I saw in Episode 3 is when Izzy asked if she was able to read English, Aabria confirmed the humans language isn't English because she "doesn't want the events to be able to be attached to a real place". So the events probably are inspired by multiple real life events but she wanted to be cool about it and have creative liberty and not tie it to a specific setting and have people in the comments calling out inaccuracies the whole time (which... fair)

Finally, with next week's teaser and Viola's vision of seeing her kids in a grey smooth stole burrow, we can assume that the facility has been abandoned by humans and reclaimed by stoats. All of that is speculative since the next episode isn't out yet though.

With all of this new info, here's my theory:

The Blue is the consequence of a human-made thing that went out of hands. Is it radiation? Pollution? Something else? Don't know yet. But it's airborne and has affected an entire perimeter around the facility and the creatures within it.

Humans don't seem to approach the Blue without hazmat suits, and protect the area with electricity, either to keep stuff from coming into the area, or to avoid affected creatures to leave the area. (the Meadow was described as far south in relation of the second sun so it might be around the border of the area ?)

A recent expedition into the polluted area kicked off a lot of dust, and the concentration of Blue killed the weaker stoats: elders and children. It might also be a gas that was spread by humans to quell the number of animals in the area, because they know they've been affected (sapience, mutations) and want a clear path to go back into the area without much threat.

The epicenter of the Blue, the facility, since it was deserted, has been used by stoats because the Blue gives them powers; it made them intelligent, capable of some sort of magic, so why not go closer to the source of their power ?

The whole situation makes me think of some ecological disasters - Chernobyl being front and center - with these mutations and invisible force/enemy. Maybe the zone was evacuated of human presence for a long time, leaving the stoats to develop their society (irl stoats are very territorial and don't like to share quarters after all). But maybe they're coming back and menacing the family with their presence and activities. Maybe the stoats were an experiment that escaped when the Blue happened ? Maybe they were just affected by it the most out of all animals for some reason ?

I mean, I can spin theories all I want, but at the end of the day these stoats have invented a writing system so it might be all for nothing and Aabria is a mastermind operating beyond the scope of our minds

#burrow's end #burrows end #burrows end spoilers #burrow's end spoilers #dimension 20 #aabria iyengar #dropout tv #dimension 20 spoilers #brennan lee mulligan #izzy roland #siobhan thompson #erika ishii #rashawn scott #jasper william cartwright #stoatal recall

[a-lover-and-her-beloved]

Good Girl Yandere NSFW Alphabet 💋

⚠️🚨 warnings: sexual content and yandere behavior obvi, mentions of blood/death, sexual activity in a public place, perv shit, high-key stalker activity🚨⚠️

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

More than a little overwhelmed. Very giggly and wanting to be close to you. You'll definitely get lots of cuddles from her.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

It's hard for her to pick a favorite part of your body, she just likes anywhere on you. Wrapping her arms around your neck, smearing hot wet kisses all over your skin, she adores every single part of your body and isn't afraid to make sure you know that.

She's extremely fascinated by her own tits, specifically how you react to them. As soon as she clocks that you like them, they instantly become her favorite body part on herself, and she's more than willing to show them off with deep v-necks and spaghetti straps.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)

Has a bit of a fixation on your cum and will rub it into her skin as if it's perfume. The way it tastes, the consistency, she just loves it. She could absolutely drown in your cum and thank god for a wonderful death.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

The first time she ever broke into your dorm, she touched herself in your bed. She didn't really know what she was doing, just working off instinct, but being surrounded by pillows and blankets that smelled like you did half the work anyway.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Absolutely not. You were one of the first non-family members she'd ever met. But she's a fast (and eager) learner.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Loves any position where you guys are close, and she likes to see your face when she can.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

She's very giggly, but more out of nervousness and delight than necessarily humor.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

She has no reference for this kind of thing, so she's probably au naturel. But once sex is on her radar, she'll probably start trimming.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...) 

Starry-eyed and blissful, it's impossible not to feel like the most beautiful thing in the world when you're with her. She's truly enamored with every little bit of you, and she's quite a romantic. Flowers, candles, anything for you. She wants the experience to reflect exactly how magical she feels that it is, and even if you two are going at it like rabbits in the backseat of your car, she'll still make it seem like the most profoundly romantic night in the world with how she looks at you with such reverence.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Again, she doesn't really know how. She goes mostly off instinct, chasing what feels good. She would love for you to teach her how to touch herself.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

HEAVY corruption kink (receiving obviously), would love being tied up or gagged, definitely has a thing for being groped and felt up by you (including in public, makes her happy to show other people that she's yours), and probably some free use (receiving again).

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

She loves touching you or being touched by you anywhere, any time. But she definitely has a preference for riskier/spicier places. Think like making out with you on top of the desk of a professor you don't like, whining into your neck as you finger her in the stall of a public bathroom, eating you out in the middle of an empty lecture hall, begging for you in a crowded movie theater, she's kind of unhinged. The woods, the grocery store, your house, her house, Starbucks parking lot, no broom closet is safe, behind a Denny's, the fucking ruins of Chernobyl, she'd pretty much fuck you anywhere. However, her very very favorite place to get down 'n dirty? The funeral of someone who got a little too close to you for comfort.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You. Just- you. Your hair, your smile, your laugh, the veins in your arms, the smell of your perfume, literally anything that she even associates with you will get her hot and bothered. But chiefly, whenever you get jealous/possessive/protective of her, when you show her how to do something, when you help her with doing something, and if you ever manhandle her in any way. Also, if you ever pin her wrists above her head? She'll fold like a cheap tent.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She doesn't share you. Ever. But anything else is absolutely fair game, she has problems.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

The first time she gives you an orgasm from giving you head, it's all she wants to do for the rest of her life. She gives you four in a row and you actually have to card your fingers through her hair and pull her off of you so that you can get a break. The taste and feel of you, not to mention the sounds you make, drives her absolutely crazy.

And the first time you eat her out? She thinks she's died and gone to heaven. Moaning, blushing, and writhing underneath you, she actually gains marbles that she didn't have just to lose them.

All in all, it's pretty evenly split, but she loves giving just a teensy bit more.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

As much of a romantic as she is, she's too eager to take her time as much as she'd like to. But after the first two or three rounds, she'll be able to be slower and more sensual with you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

She can try, but she's rarely ever able to let you go until at least two hours.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Abso-freaking-lutely. She's too shy to suggest things, so she'll just subtly hint at you when she wants to try something new (it's not subtle at all even a little bit). With the exception of any kind of sharing you, as long as you're involved she'll get some decent enjoyment out of it. Her rule of thumb is generally the more depraved the better.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

She doesn't last very long, and it's happened more than once that she's finished completely untouched just from giving you head. But she's completely insatiable. She's not done until both of you are panting and shaking.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

She definitely doesn't own any herself, but she's very curious about them and would LOVE you to use toys on her.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She doesn't have the patience for teasing, she's gotta have you now. However, she is extremely susceptible to teasing from you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

She's a whiner. Whining, moaning, whimpering, she'll make the most sinful sounds for you and be entirely unashamed.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

When she was particularly down bad, she once broke into your ex's car to touch herself with a pair of your stolen underwear. Don't ask.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

She's pretty skinny (though disturbingly surprisingly pretty strong), with perky tits and long legs.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

She's dealt with a lot of repression, both sexually and otherwise. So when you open those floodgates, there's a LOT that's there. And even when you finally get past the initial result of all her sexual frustration, she's still rather insatiable.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She'll tire you both out thoroughly. If there's a really big mess, she will clean you guys up just enough to go to sleep because you both will be EXHAUSTED. On the off chance though that you guys make it into a bath or a shower? She'll want another round.

#i got carried away #yandere writing #yandere concept #yandere headcanons #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere smut

[qsmpcryptid]

Dapper is creating Chernobyl! Can't wait til the nearby flowers start growing eyes!

#my little nuclear scientist #can't do science without a few hiccups I suppose #qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #badboyhalo #qsmp dapper

[weissaddams]

Date With Death

Chapter 8

A sneak attack.

Wednesday’s fingers went to the spot Enid kissed. Surely, life was mocking her with all this affection a few hours before death kissed her as well.

Enid was giggling into her hand as she continued to change the lock screen.

“I finally managed to surprise you this month, Wends! Oh, I’m definitely sending a copy to myself so I can print it.”

It had become a monthly ritual for the two–Enid trying to surprise or sneak up on Wednesday. The successful attempts being few and far in between made the victories all the more sweet for Enid. Not many people could claim they had successfully sneaked up on Wednesday Addams, alive and unscathed.

“Your stealth has certainly improved, Enid.”

“I learned from the best!”

Enid proudly held up Wednesday’s phone, now displaying the new lock screen. 

Wednesday didn’t think it was possible to fall in love even more, but here she was, heart about to burst with affection as Enid flashed her a smile. A smile that would be wiped away when the news of her passing reaches the werewolf.

Wednesday closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. This was not the time to be pitying herself or Enid. They didn’t have many hours left together. She was going to make the most of it.

“Is something wrong, Wednesday? Do you not like the photo? I can change it back!”

“No, Enid. It is a... good photo. No need to change it back.”

The slightly panicked look on Enid’s face quickly changed to suspicion.

“Are you sure?”

“Quite sure.”

Enid tilted her head and stared at Wednesday for a few more seconds before sighing and handing her back her phone.

“Good. I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You have not done that in many years.”

Many, many years. Enid always put her comfort first. Physical touch was a privilege given to the werewolf and the werewolf alone. It was a universal law at this point. 

Wednesday glanced at her new lock screen. It really was a good photo. Noting the time, it looked like they had a few more hours before the ceremony started. Everyone was prepared, so to speak. The sun was out, bright and warm. All good omens for the coming wedding. 

Enid was looking fondly at her bridesmaids when Wednesday’s question caught her attention.

“Enid, was there anything you wanted to do before the ceremony?”

Was there? No one had really asked her about anything other than the wedding for the longest time. Well, no one but Wednesday. 

Their weekly brunches were like a breath of fresh air for the blonde. Wednesday turning down a bridesmaid spot had turned into a silver lining. She still had someone to talk to who wasn’t always concerned with which flowers they’d buy or what cake flavor they’d get or what color Ajax’s tux should be.

The raven knew when to talk to her about anything but the wedding and when they did have to talk about the planning, looking for a venue, choosing flowers, tasting cakes, looking for the best orchestra (because of course they needed live music), Wednesday kept her steady through it all. 

Was there anything she wanted to do? Was there?

“In case you wanted to flee at any moment, I ensured my vehicle’s petrol tank was filled. There are also fake documents, untraceable credit cards and cash in the glove compartment if you wish to hide from your family for an indefinite amount of time.”

Enid started giggling. Giggling turned into laughing and laughing made her teary eyed with joy. Of course Wednesday would prepare for just about everything. Even her running away! She laughed a little more when Wednesday pretended to give her a confused look before she smiled amusedly.

“Did you really prepare all that stuff?”

“Of course, I have prepared for every scenario.”

“Will you be running away with me?” She teased, closing her eyes and leaning her head on the raven’s shoulder. Enid thinks helping a runaway bride is very on-brand for her best friend. 

“If you so wished.”

“Where would we go?”

“I have always wanted to travel to Chernobyl, but knowing you, we would most likely end up in Osaka to look at the cherry blossoms you claim to love.”

Osaka didn’t sound bad at all. Enid sighed wistfully. She hoped Wednesday would always be a part of her life.

“Hey, Wends?”

“Yes?”

“I really hope things won’t change between us after I get married. Like, I know I can be a lot but don't get tired of me, alright?”

Ah. If only she had more than hours to prove to Enid how she could never get tired of her.

“I can’t promise things won’t change, but I hope for that as well, Enid. I will be your friend for as long as I walk this earth.” It surprised even Wednesday how she was able to keep herself from spewing out the truth about how she felt and what would eventually happen in that moment.

It was for the best. 

Enid was content with that. Cryptic? Sure. That's how she knew Wednesday was being truthful.

Enid was content as long as she stayed in Wednesday’s life. She knew she could never be anything more. She was Wednesday’s first real friend, of course she’d be treated better. Don’t get her wrong, she loved Ajax, but she couldn’t help but wonder how all this would’ve gone if she’d confessed to Wednesday before Ajax came back into her life. 

Maybe in another life they were together. More than best friends. Lovers?

She’d have to settle for friendship in this life. Afraid to ever push Wednesday for anything more lest that push her away totally.

“Did you have something you wanted to do before I got married?”

“Well, I’ve always wanted to use your family as target practice.”

“ Wednesday. ”

“I jest. I am quite content just spending time with you. I suspect we won't have many chances to talk after today. If you desire anything else, I will obtain it for you.”

Enid’s eyes widened slightly. That was all? To talk to her?

“Did you have something important you wanted to talk about?”

“Well, I should inform you that I gave Ajax the so-called ‘shovel’ talk.” 

“How did that go?” The blonde could feel a smile coming to her face. Honestly, she's surprised Wednesday didn't show up with an actual shovel in hand.

“You will be happy to know that he seems to think very highly of you.”

“I sure hope so. We are getting married, after all.”

“He even offered to fight me in exchange for my blessing.”

Enid is even more surprised at that. She didn't think Ajax would go that far. They would definitely need to talk about his self-preservation skills after all this. No one sane would challenge Wednesday Addams, after all.

"Wow," was all Enid could say.

"I was also mildly surprised. It is good to know you're not marrying a coward, Enid."

Giggles spill out of Enid again at Wednesday’s very Addams observation. She's pretty sure this is the first time Ajax has ever actually impressed her best friend. Better late than never?

“Did you threaten him?”

“Only in the end. I was operating under the assumption that he knew his life would be in peril were he to even think of hurting you.”

Enid chortled. It wouldn’t be Wednesday if she didn’t threaten Ajax, after all. Even if she was impressed.

“Enid?”

“Yeah?”

“It should go without saying that if anything were to happen, my family will take care of you. Please don’t ever forget that.”

Wednesday seemed to be very candy with physical touch today. Her hand was cool above Enid’s as the raven squeezed it to emphasize her point.

Enid was sure Wednesday would go on a rampage if she found out anyone had messed with her. She’d done so many times in the last few years. All totally legal rampages, of course, or so she’d been assured by Gomez.

“Thank you, Wednesday.”

Enid flipped over her hand to reciprocate Wednesday’s hold before squeezing tightly.

No matter what, Enid knew Wednesday would be there for her, and the girl has never given her a reason to think otherwise.

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Date With Death master post

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Hi! Can you tell I’m trying to delay the wedding?

I don’t think this chapter has that much angst but let’s call it the calm after the storm.

Also, I will reply to the comments soon! Sorry I haven’t gotten around to all of them yet.

Haven’t reread so apologies for any errors!

#wenclair #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid #enid x wednesday #wenclair wedding? #wenclair fanfic #wenclair angst #addams #sinclair

[frodothefair]

Would modern day Marigold Gamgee be a coquette blogger? I think she might be. She would probably start out being a pink kawaii positivity sort, but eventually discover coquette.

#marigold Gamgee #flowers of Chernobyl au #that’s the modern day version of flowers of Mordor #coquette

[ecoamerica]

Watch the American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 now: https://youtu.be/bWiW4Rp8vF0?feature=shared

The American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 broadcast recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by active climate leaders. Watch to find out which finalist received the $50,000 grand prize! Hosted by Vanessa Hauc and featuring Bill McKibben and Katharine Hayhoe!

#ACLA24 #ACLA24Leaders #youtube #youtube video #climate leaders #climate solutions #climate action #climate and environment #climate #climate change #climate and health #climate blog #climate justice #climate news #weather and climate #environmental news #environment #environmental awareness #environment and health #environmental #environmental issues #environmental justice #environment protection #environmental health #Youtube

[elenatria]

Idk if you take prompts but I just wanna Valery in a flower crown🥺👀

I do take commissions. 😁

#chernobyl #valoris #valery legasov #boris shcherbina #jared harris #stellan skarsgard #ukraine #modern AU #ao3 #pretty fly for a sky guy #flower crown #pencils #wip

[xxswagcorexx]

all the roads led to you by np13

or: apocalypse/domestic.

image credits 1:

Stray dogs run in front of the Chernobyl by SERGEI SUPINSKY via Getty Images // More highlights of roadside Indiana August 2018 by highways-are-liminal-spaces on tumblr // Figure 4.3-4. Spike Field, view 2 by Safdar Abidi // UKRAINE-CHERNOBYL-DRILL-FEATURE by SERGEI SUPINSKY via Getty Images // Figure 4.3-3. Spike Field, view 1 by Michael Brill // Sign near nuclear plant in NJ by selfawarefeline

text credits 1:

all the roads led to you by np13 // The Hollow Men via Wikipedia // Introduction to The Iliad by Emily Wilson // Long-term nuclear waste warning messages via Wikipedia // End of the World by Aphrodite's Child

image credits 2:

a bunch of flowers that are in the grass by Eugene Golovesov on unsplash // Trochilus Rufus Gmel. via Biodiversity Heritage Library on flickr // a bunch of white flowers growing on a tree by Hannah Endall on unsplash // Forest afternoon's light. by rainie-is-seasonchange on tumblr // Apple Blossom: Michigan State Flower – Fragranced Beauty by floraqueen.com (via snailspng on tumblr) // Le Manoir des chats ailés / Mewingham Manor by Laura von Stetina (via snailspng on tumblr) // i think we're all going to be okay maybe by b0nkcreat on tumblr // Vireo Flavifons Vieill. via Biodiversity Heritage Library on flickr // show me by archbudzar on tumblr // a field full of wildflowers and daisies by Eugene Golovesov on unsplash // Blumenwiese bei Weßling by Alexander Koester

text credits 2:

all the roads led to you by np13 // my name (2021) // Undertale by Toby Fox // Strawberry Swing by Frank Ocean

#rosesandsmokeweek2024 #ashswag #reddoons #swagdoons #no id #web.core #this fic fit the prompt so well #if you havent read it yet #you should #wonderful fic :) #also!!! one of my fav webweaves so far!!! #i am so happy with it

[live-long-and-time-warp]

But I’m very happy to say that the latest installment of my Chernobyl sleeve was fully completed over two sessions with the great @elywick in the fall! (There’s been more added since, but I’ve fallen way behind in posting on Instagram so tumblr is just catching up).

This whole sleeve is a tribute to Chernobyl and its liquidators. It was inspired by the last scene of the HBO show “Chernobyl”.

This chest/shoulder portion introduced two additional flowers: an iris and a zinnia. In the Victorian language of flowers, an iris is a symbol for myriad traits, including faith, hope, trust, valor, and wisdom, all things that Valery Legasov and Boris Shcherbina had (even if the hope and faith were drained from them over time).

Zinnias represent thoughts of absent friends. Of course, many lost friends in the Chernobyl accident and liquidation; but the one I’m thinking of is, of course, that of Valery Legasov and Boris Shcherbina.

For me, the zinnias evoke a specific moment in the final scene of the show “Chernobyl”: when Legasov is being driven away and the car passes by Shcherbina, “his brother” as the script says. They weren’t able to speak, but according to the script, their shared look communicated one thing: “It happened. We mattered. And now it’s over.”

While Legasov and Shcherbina weren’t actually at that trial, I think this scene demonstrates the sudden pain and loss that Legasov’s friends and family felt when he died by suicide in 1988.

This past Saturday, we took that shared look one step further. Stay tuned…

#chernobyl #valery legasov #boris shcherbina #chornobyl #ukraine #chernobylhbo #jared harris #belarus #ulana khomyuk #nature tattoos #tattooed #flower tattoos #chernobyl tattoo

[indiemedley]

Undertale Orange Concepts

Okay, so, after binging every piece of content I could squeeze out of Undertale Yellow, I found myself inspired to write some concepts for a possible Undertale Orange game, and I sorta got carried away. Made an idea for the main character and the main antagonist, but still working on the rest. If y'all like it and wanna see more, tell me and I will continue to think really hard

My concept for a theoretical Undertale Orange named the human Jessie, which was derived from Gesture, because in the Photoshop Flowey fight, the healing attacks from Bravery was a thumbs up, a gesture of goodwill.

My concept for the main antag of Undertale Orange is named Masquerade (pronounced Masker Odd), a tall humanoid figure who wears a large tophat and an elegant black and white mask. He's a very enigmatic figure, and only appears when Jessie is alone. He's got a very vested interest in seeing them succeed and seems to be the only one who hasn't attempted to kill Jess. In fact, he was actually the one with the medical skills to patch Jessie up after their fall into the Underground, since the flowers hadn't grown in yet, so, they broke their ribs. When the player gets far into the game, they'll eventually see popular fiction books with a character who looks startlingly like Masquerade. Eventually, it's revealed Masquerade is a robot, the only successful one of many failed prototypes, of the character built by a mourning roboticist.

The roboticist's partner was the one who wrote the successful fiction book, and when they fell down, the roboticist was heartbroken and tried to replicate the characters to keep a vague legacy alive. Eventually, their lab was shut down when the Core had to expand to power the Underground, sorta taking over the lab for the Core's maintenance. Masquerade, however, was activated, and spent the first year of his life clawing his way out of the scrap heap of his clones. Upon learning the nature of his existence, he was stricken with a need to find a purpose, one he ripped pieces of from his fictional counterpart.

He was programmed to hunt humans, as that was the cause of the author's death, but he quickly grew to hate monsters as well due to his isolation and ostracization. He planned to goad the human (Jessie) into killing, thus sparking further tensions between humans and monsters, ensuring the war between the two species would never end, mutually assured destruction. So, he saved Jessie when they fell from above. If Jessie goes pacifist, he's pissed and tries to take matters into his own hands.

This leads to another character walloping him with a blast that breaks half of his mask, exposing the machinery and wiring. Then he engages them in combat, using physical attacks rather than magical ones, that way, Jessie can't just heal with some crummy food, instead inflicting serious actual attacks. Or, well, he would if he didn't get blasted into next week, damaging his body beyond repair. His wounded form inches off as the cast regroups, only for the Core to start heating exponentially. They know it's coming from the Robotics Lab that got assimilated into the Core, and pursue Masquerade there. He's plugged himself into the systems and has started to Overclock the Core. He explains that he alerted the citizens about the Human heading to the Core before he started heating it up. He aims to cause a full scale meltdown, Chernobyl level destruction, that would all be pinned on Jessie, which would cement humans as the enemies for good, at least, for whatever monsters remained.

There IS more for this concept and final confrontation stuff, but mainly just testing the waters to see if y'all like the direction it's going

#indiemedley #oc #writing #undertale #undertale orange au