#aaah spring is close!

[sweetyoungk]

flowers i saw on a walk :)

#aaah spring is close! #taken by me :) #feel free to rb #flowers #nature #new zealand #archive

[vonne-inc]

product: no plot, only porn.

male!char x fem!reader. basically vanilla. old draft that has been sitting, and i have nothing to post so have this. 🫶🏼

imagine your favs.

he groaned into her lips as her wetness dripped onto his fingers, "god, you're so wet. i've barely even touched you..." he parted from her lips, trailing down her jaw to her neck. his mouth began to suction on her skin, leaving bruises that'd stay for days whilst continuing his small circles on her clit. she whined, grinding her hips into his palm, she wanted— no, needed more. her walls clenched on air, more wet slick dripping onto his fingers and landing on the sheets.

a low chuckle escaped his lips, he released from her shoulder as he looked at her, "baby— you look so pretty. already looking so desperate for me to fuck you." she moaned at his words. his fingertip on her clit rubbed faster as his free hand gripped her hips to keep her still. "do you want me to fill you? breed your needy cunt full of my cum? is that what my slutty girl needs?"

her head bobbed, nodding quickly as she squirmed in his hold. he sighed, letting out a 'tsk' at her response. a loud slap landed on her thigh as she yelped, "no, no, no.. you have to tell me what you need."

"m'need you, need you so deep inside of me! please— please! m'been so good, please!" her eyes watered, few tears spilling down her flushed face as she whimpered. he smiled, kissing away the tears that marked her cheeks. "that's my good girl," his hand removed itself from her clit, earning an almost inaudible moan. "mm, being so obedient." he crouched as his lips parted above her cunt, watching as her hole clenched and released; waiting for him to fill her.

he could feel himself straining at his boxers. oh, so badly he wanted to ram himself in and out of her pussy, hear her sobs and moans from how good he made her feel. his cock twitched even thinking about her crying out his name, loud enough for the neighborhood to hear.

kissing around her clit and down to her swollen lips, he moaned, "fuck, you taste so good.." he eagerly dipped his tongue into her cunt, hearing a sob break from her lips. immediately, her hand reached for his hair. she tugged at the strands, locking her thighs around his head. he groaned, gripping harder at her waist, going faster as he move his tongue to tease her clit.

feeling the knot in her abdomen tighten, she arched her back, moaning loudly as her free hand hand grasped at the sheets, "mm— close! aaah!—" she felt his movements stop as he trailed his hands down to her thighs. she loosened her thighs around his head, seeing his lips were drenched in her wetness.

he got up from his position and moved to the bed. bending her thighs back as he leaned her into a mating press. her thighs landed over her shoulders as they were pressed nearly to her chest, "please.." all she could muster up was a plead, and he loved that. he adored her desperate and cock drunk state. especially when it was because of his teasing.

"m'know.. you've been so patient for me..." he pulled down his boxers, his cock springing out as he rubbed the tip along her cunt, "don't worry.. i'll give my good girl what she needs," he thrusted the tip in, a groan falling from his lips. feeling her tight, soft walls around him always had him on the brink of cumming.

a loud moan escaped her lips as he pushed, she could tell he was trying to be gentle but he was so big inside of her, "s'much—! mm, please—!" he groaned, pushing more in, his lips met hers as he felt her moan into the kiss, "you can take it—" thrusting out as he inched his way back in again, "—be good for me and— fuck— take it.."

after one more thrust, his length filled her completely. she could feel his tip kissing her cervix as his cock pulsed. it felt so big inside of her, stretching her walls open to fit him deep inside of her.

he moaned, giving hard bucks as he tightly held onto her waist. he admired her twisted and scrunched face, already becoming brainless on his cock from only a few pumps. he began going harder, faster. her chest moved up and down from every hit, her lips parted as moans escaped her throat, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. to him? it was a perfect sight to see.

feeling himself become close to release, he sobbed into her neck, his hips moving harder and messier, "baby, m'so close— cum with me, please.. you can do it," she only nodded her head, her moans becoming broken as she clawed at his back, "f-fuck!" she released onto him, her flesh tightening as he felt his knot come undone. his cock twitched inside of her whilst his cum spilt inside. their cum mixed as it began to drip out, soaking both of their thighs and the mattress.

even if he was still sensitive, he couldn't help but continue thrusting his hips. tip pushing against her— equally as sensitive— walls, whimpers and mumbled whines escaped her throat, "i know baby," hushing her with a gentle kiss on her lips, "m'sorry but you feel so good.." he mumbles, lips finding their way to her neck, kissing and nibbling on the skin, "let me cum in you one more time, please?"

although, both of them knew he wasn't going to stop after the second time— especially when all he could think about was staying buried deep and breeding her full. but with that pleading tone and his moving cock, how was she supposed to say no?

#vonne inc. #yandere #male yandere #yandere x reader #fem reader #jjk #jujitsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto suguru #toji fushiguro #aot x reader #aot #snk #levi ackerman #eren yeager #jean kirstein #obey me x reader #obey me #omswd #omswd lucifer #obey me mammon #omswd satan #obey me diavolo #chainsaw man #csm #csm denji #csm aki #cod x reader #cod mw2 #call of duty

[hangeslefteye]

Hange Relationship Headcanons/İmagines

Aaah Hange my beloved <3

Hange's love language surely would be physical touch and quality time but she's canonically a little shy and makes her attention known by going sideways and she's not directly flirty or romantic in a traditional way.

İf she's interested in you she's her own authantic self again but much kinder and caring also somehow 7/24 around to observe you even without directly talking to you.

But...she's quite talkative anyways.

And no she doesn't only talk about titans and she can even hold herself back from doing that because she knows this displease other people but she wants to show you her best.

Very much like Armin she must own some interesting -possibly banned or super top secret- books that explain outer world,beyond the walls.She'd love to share it with you and to hear your opinions on it.

She'd also love just to sit on the walls and chill 50 meters above without doing anything else.Since nobody dares to get close to the walls she has a secret happy place there.But she would show it to you whole heartedly even if you are not a soldier.

İmagine lying on the walls,50 meters off ground and daydreaming with Hange as you two talk about uncertainities and possibilities beyond the horizon.

Her majestic hair would flow with the cool spring wind and her glasses would reflect the pink sunset before she takes them off and you would see the warmest shade of brown in her eyes &lt;;3

But if she's feeling extra energetic that day/night she can take you out for horse riding in the huge forest.

Suprise,she loves to race xD But I'd say lose it on purpose so you get to hear her sweet chantings.

Also she's lazy.

İf you guys rode too far she simply doesn't have the energy to go back.

You have to camp.

But suprise again, she 'forgot' her camping equipments at home.

SO THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED.

You guys...you are literally a teddy bear the moment she falls 'asleep' xD

She's a very aggresive cuddler but very warm and comfy at the same time.

Levi says she doesn't bathe but he has OCD sooo I'd say she's clean enough and I always imagined her to have a somewhat earthy,musky and cinnamon likely soothing smell.

Also around the campfire she'd cook for you :) She doesn't look like she knows what she's doing and throwing whatever into the pan but suprisingly it turns out quite good.

Aaah since she was cooking, Sawney and Bean were also very good cooks :) You know,original ones that cannibalised more than 500 humans :)

Hange and her funfacts are a package deal you better get interested.

And if you do, one day you get to met Titan!(Sawney + Bean)

But when you are around them, she's suprisingly responsible which will shock everybody including Levi,Mike and Moblit.

She won't let you get too close yet she still wants you to tickle Bean and she'll laugh with Bean as you go on xD

İf they manage to capture some more titans she'll name one after you.

She'll proudly explain to the titan where their name is coming from and at one point it will get uncomfortably personal for everybody else included in the naming ceremony xD

But I can imagine her peak trust in you would be about titans since she's always shamed on it.

After titans, eventually she lets it loose and you get yourself an incredibly cuddly and clingy Hange that will glue herself on you.

And of course she'd kiss you for the first time when you two dive in the recently discovered ocean.You guys dreamed about is for years and now she forever wants to remember this moment with you in it.She'd give you the cutest and the most innocent underwater peck ever <3

Or it was a desperate moment and she was quite sure both of you were going to die.She thought 'now or never' and dived in for the most passionate kiss you ever had but when you both survived she was a little terrified :D

#hange zöe #hanji zoe #hange x reader #hange x y/n #hanji x reader #attack on titan #attack on titan x you #attack on titan scenarios #attack on titan imagine #attack on titan headcanons #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #shingeki no kyoujin manga #shingeki no kyoujin headcanons #aot x reader #aot #snk #snk x reader #hange aot #snk hanji #hange attack on titan #hange headcanons #hanji aot #hange zoe x reader #hange zoe x you #hange zoe x y/n

[crowlingpuppeteer]

SUBMISIVE DOUAMD

Omg of course love! I hope you enjoy it I LOVE sub douma💕

🖤MDNI🖤

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🎀Be gentle🎀

Paring: Fem x Sub douma

Warning: smut,hand job,praise k!nk,teasing,biting,whimpering,toys,pet names

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Douma asked you out on a date and of course you said yes! You’ve head a crush on douma for the longest time now.

You walk to the restaurant he told you to meet him at. You got all dressed up in a shirt black dress with black heels. When you walk in you see douma sitting then at the table crossing his legs his eyes widen and a blush spreads across his cheeks as he sees you walk in. The way the dress hugged your body, oh god the way your nipples poke out of the dress.

You walk over and sit in front of douma and put your hands on your lap. “Hello douma” you speak warmly with smile and douma replies “Hello dear”

Your heart melts at the sound of his gentle voice and you smile not sure how to start the conversation before douma speaks up “I love the way that dress looks on you. It’s gorgeous you have one amazing figure you’d make a lot of other girls jealous”

You smile and blush as you reply “aw thank you sweet boy” you calling douma ‘sweet boy’ sends a wave of pleasure through his body he can already feel his cock hardening in his pants just from looking at you

You look at him with a playful smirk “so douma I have a question. This might be too early to ask but ima gonna anyways. Are you a sub or dom?”

Your question makes doumas cheeks flush and he lets out a shaky sigh and his hands reach under the table and he paws at the growing bulge in his pants “W-well im more of the submissive type..” his words cause you to smirk “is that so?” You reply

You glance down to see him pawing at his crotch and you laugh a little and smirk more looking at him and you raise a brow “May I ask what’s wrong?” You ask softly and doumas eyes widen and he pulls his hand away quickly “w-what?”

“You know what.” You reply and douma squeaks and looks down at the table blushing heavily. “Just..you look really pretty in that dress and I can’t help but be turned on” he replies quietly

At home

You take douma home after dinner and you offer him to come inside and he accepts

“Wow you have a gorgeous house” douma says while looking around in awe. “Why thank you love” you speak softly causing doumas cock to harden again and you take douma to you room and you ask him “hey douma?” You ask and he like at you “yes darling?”

You lean forward getting close to him your faces being inches apart “would you maybe~” you speak and you slide your hand up his thigh and you cup and rub his crotch causing him to whimper and blush looking down at your hand

“Y-yes..please Y/N hmm” he whimpers out his mouth opening a bit and you push him back and get ontop of him your wet clothed pussy pressing against his hard clothed cock making douma whimper “you wanna use a toy?” You ask smirking rolling your hips as douma moans out quietly and he nods do you stand up and walk over to your drawer opening it taking out a vibrator and a dildo and douma looks at you with wide love filled eyes

You walk back over to him and you take off his pants leaving him in his boxers and you slip on your dress “turn around lovey~” you speak placing your hand on the waistband of his boxers as he flips over and you slip off his boxers letting his hard cock spring out and you spread his cheeks and lick a wet line down his hole causing douma to whimper and squeeze a pillow his cheeks flushing

“Good boy~” you giggle out and you press the dildo tip against his hole and you shove it in roughly and douma whines and moans “y/n p-please aaah~be gentle!” He moans out burying his face into the pillow

You place your hand on the back of the dildo and you move it in and out of douma in the quick motion precum dripping from his tip as his cock twitches the dildo moving against his gummy walls sends shivers through his body and you grow wetter in your lace panties

You place your free hand on his cock stroking him and you move the dildo in and out of his hole “Hmm such a pretty boy-“ you whisper to him moving your hand quickly “oh! Ngh! Oh- right there! Ah~! Yes yes!” He moans out his tongue rolling out of his mouth as the dildo hits the right spot

You giggle and doumas eyes widen and beads of sweat roll down his forehead as he fills himself about to cum as you move the dildo quicker and biting his ass cheek “Y/n! Oh~! Fuck fuck fuck! ‘M gonna cum! Oh yes!” He moans out as he cums all over your pretty soft hands and you giggle removing your hand from his cock licking the cum off of your fingers and you remove the dildo

“Hmmm~ May I do you know?” Douma asks looking at you with begging eyes and he lays on top of you grabbing the vibrator “yes you may love”

He slips off your bra and panties shaking your wet cunt and he blushes “so pretty-“ he mumbles under his breath as he slides the vibrator inside of you and you whimper out a bit

Douma turns on the vibrator and you moan out and arch your back a bit your brows knitting together “d-douma! Suck my ah~ oh fuck! Suck my tit please!” You moan out and douma follows orders and he kisses and sucks on your tinder and soft nipples using his hand to rub your puffy clit

Your eyes roll back as douma turns up the spread on the vibrator it moving side to side and up and down in your tight hole and douma bites your boob leaving a mark and your whine “Douma! Faster! Rub my clit faster!” You moan

Douma falls orders rubbing your puffy clit so fast his hand cramps and you feel your climax approaching and you arch your back your tongue rolling out

“Douma! Douma! Shit! Fuck fuck fuck fuck! AGH! Ngh! Ah~! I’m gonna cum!” You moan out as your cum all over the vibrator and Douma releases from your nipple and looks up at you with loving eyes “did I do good?” He ask and you look down at him with a blush and you giggle nodding in response

“I love you my puddle douma” you reply running your fingers his hair as he takes out the vibrator and he nuzzles your tits he’s definitely a tit puppy “don’t call me that but I love you too” he replies embarrassed causing you to giggle as you both snuggle up in the blanket

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OMGGGGGGG HI LOVES!!! I enjoyed making this so much😭thanks for the request btw. Anyways! Bye loves💕

#douma smut #douma x y/n #douma x reader #subbmisive #demon slayer #smut #douma #douma x you #praise k!nk

[nykie-love-anime]

Day 26 ~ Love Notes

Exchanging love notes leads to being teased by your favourite students.

“Aaah this is so cute.” Mina yelled as she just saw your and Hizashi’s love notes. “They are so meant to be together this is cheesy as hell.” Denki yelled after Mina. “Now man that you can say again.” Sero said looking at Kaminari “Come on guys let’s just leave the notes where we found them before they catch us snooping and then we will have to serve detention with Mr. Aizawa again.” Kirishima being the lovely student he is starts to explain. “And you all know how that turned out last time.” He concluded and the rest of them shivered at the reminder of the training drills they all had to do.

“You guys this is not nice. We do not mess with other people’s stuff especially our teacher. I would advise you to put it back where you found it and leave to your desks this instant.” The class rep said waving his hand all over the place. “Oh come on Iida it is not every day we get to experience what the teachers are like outside of school so let us be.” Sero said looking at the blue haired boy who just sighed knowing they are not going to listen to a single word that he is saying.

“What are you guys doing up.” At the new voice the four quickly spring around looking at their teacher standing there with her hands on her hips with a confused look on her face. “Nothing!” they all exclaimed. You turned your head to your desk blushing as you saw the sticky notes you and Hizashi wrote to each other this morning when he was keeping you company when you marked class 1 A’s tests.

“Okay please back to your seats we have to start with today’s lesson.” You said pointing to their seats and they quickly go back. “Guys today is going to be quiet reading for your next pop quiz. I want you to read pages 32 to 55. If you are done before the bell rings please come to my desk so that I can have a word with you all with the last pop quiz please. Some of you did wonderful and some not so much.” You pleaded with them while they all started reading quietly.

After five minutes of marking tests in silence there was a knock on your classroom door causing you to lookup. Not wanting to disturb your students you quickly stood up walking towards to door as quietly as possible to talk outside of the classroom with whomever is out there. Opening the door you blushed when you saw it was Hizashi. Flashing around to close the door not wanting the students to see who it is.

Before he could say anything you pulled him into a hug wrapping your arms around his neck you whined into his chest. “What’s the matter baby girl?” he asked being the ever loving husband. “Your notes got us caught.” You grumbled into his chest causing said man to snicker. “Yeah.” He teased with a small grin. Hearing the teasing in his voice you blushed even more.

“This is all your fault.” You muttered pulling away from the hug and all Hizashi could do was shrug with a stupid smile on his face. “Well they all know now that I love you very much and now they can all know that you belong to me.” He said with a teasing smile. “It’s not like you aren’t all over my desk.” He said with a grin and you just giggled. “I have to get back before they break down my class.” You said kissing his cheek.

“See you tonight baby girl.” “See you.” You said blowing a kiss and walking towards your class door already hearing a ruckus. “Back in your seats.” You yelled and they all scrambled away from their friends. Shaking your head with a small smile all of a sudden missing being in high school, getting into trouble with the teacher. You, Hizashi, Shouta and your brother who passed away in his second year of high school because of a villain attack. 

“Was it your happiness ma’am?” Kaminari asked with a teasing grin. “Yes it was my happiness Denki.” You said with a smile. “Denki, Mina, Hanta and Eijiro I want to speak to you guys after class please.” You said causing them to groan and Kirishima letting out an I told you so because after your class it was the end of the day for them.

“Okay guys because you four decided it would be okay to snoop around I am going to give each one of you an hour of detention because we don’t mess around with other people’s stuff. I get you are curious but please ask if you want to know something that is why I am here. I will answer with the best possible answer.” You started with a small, disappointed sigh. “Sorry Mrs. Yamada. I promise from now on we will be on our best behaviour.” Mina said with a sad smile. Nodding your head you turned to the boys as they started apologising.

“Okay guys for detention I am going to have to ask you to clean the classroom as I have a meeting with Principal Nezu. After that I will return and inspect the classroom and if it is clean I can let you off early. How does that sound.” You asked them with a smile and they sighed with relieve and nodded immediately. “Sounds good ma’am. We will get started right away.” Kirishima said with a sharp smile. And you smiled closing the door going to your meeting.

“See I told you guys we were going to get detention.” Eijiro started. “Thankfully it is just cleaning and not extra homework or drilling training lessons.” He concluded with a sigh. As he finished they all started cleaning the classroom from top to bottom and thankfully as you got back have an hour later they class was sparkling and you let them go with twenty minutes to spare.

Day 25 | Masterlist | Day 27

#y/n #reader #fluff #y/n imagines #fem!reader #female reader #bnha #mha #my hero academia #hizashi yamada #hizashi x reader #present mic #fluffy june prompts day 26 #fluffy #yamada hizashi x reader #yamada hizashi x y/n #hizashi yamada x reader #hizashi yamada x y/n #mha imagines

[zukkaart]

For the ships prompts 5 and 14

Y'all are being Tyzula WHORES today (I love you anyway)

Couple #5: Ty Lee x Azula

Prompt #14: “You’re hurting me!”

For the prompt game!

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An untold meeting with the gaang, the Spring before Sozin’s comet

The three young women peered over a rock, the Avatar and his little group were seemingly setting up camp for the night.

“Alright ladies here’s the plan,” Azula side eyed them both as she spoke, “It seems like they each have tasks, we’ll wait for them to split up, then pick them off one by one,” The two women nodded in acknowledgment.

“Mai, take the water bending peasant, Ty Lee, you take the boy. The avatar is mine” With that, they parted ways.

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Ty Lee crept along the tree line- staying silent and patiently waiting for the avatar and girl to leave.

“Okay, I’ll find something for us to eat, Aang do you want to get fire wood?”

“Sure thing Katara!” The Avatar zoomed off in to the woods, seemingly lifted by nothing. Ty Lee had never seen an air bender before- well- almost no one had nowadays. She was mesmerized.

Soon after the bender (Katara?) left as well. Finally.

Planting her signature dazzling smile she all but waltzed in to their camp. No need to be stealthy when her charms worked just as well.

“Hey cutie, long time no see,” She leaned over him where he knelt- laying out his sleeping bag,

“Aaah!” He yelled and turned around, reaching for that weird weapon he kept strapped across his back. She did always wonder what it was, it looked like someone attempted to make a sword, but did it very wrong.

Ty Lee danced around him casually as he tried to pin her down.

“You never told me your name cutie,” She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, he wiped it off but didn’t look entirely appalled. She noted that,

“It’s Sokka, water tribe”

“Well Sokka water tribe. I’m Ty Lee” she cartwheeled a safe distance away from him. “Nice to meet you”

“I wish I could say the same, what are you doing here? I thought you were after that pony tailed freak,”

“Oh we are,” She folded her arms behind her casually, Sokka held his…knife? In a defensive position, “But the avatar is an even better prize”

“We?”

“You think I’m here alone? I’m just the distraction silly!” Realization passed across the dark boys face, he turned on his heel to take off in the direction that the avatar left, but Ty Lee stepped in front of him. “I don’t think so Sokka,”

With a few quick jabs she disabled his dominant leg, he collapsed to one knee.

“Sorry about that gorgeous, I can’t have you interrupting her highness, can’t we just sit and chat?”

“In your dreams circus freak,”

“Yes,” She replied with a giggle, “since we’re here, why don’t you tell me what that is?”

“What what is?” He glanced at the blade still in his hand, “You mean boomerang?” She saw a thought pass across his features, and before she knew it- he threw it towards her. She simply side stepped and it missed her.

“Well that’s not terribly effective, is it? I expected more from the Southern Water Tribe” She taunted. What a ridiculous weapon. “But dont worry, you’ll get your leg back in a few hours. We’ll be long gone by then, but hey, if you’re ever in the Fire Nation look me up,” She winked

“Ty Lee!” Azula’s voice came from the edge of the woods. She ran up to her as smooth as ever. “The Avatar got away, I couldn’t follow him without setting this whole forest on fire, Zuko is too close- we can’t risk tipping him off,”

“Okay Azula!” But just as she turned to leave, the world went black

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Azula watched in horror as that weapon the boy was so fond of came seemingly out of nowhere and slammed right in to Ty Lee’s back. She crumpled, blood quickly beginning to run down her back.

“Ty Lee!” Azula rushed forward and caught her before she could hit the ground, pressing their fronts together, The smaller girls head lolled on to her shoulder.

“Sokka!” The water tribe girl came rushing from the tree line, seemingly to her brother’s aid, but froze in her tracks when she took in the scene before her.

“Sokka, what did you do?” Katara had yet to fully grasp the reality of war, she of course wasn’t dumb enough to think they had never caused any casualties, but she did her best to avoid it when possible, and Sokka always made a point to shield her from the direct kills. So seeing this… she didn’t know how to react in any way other than her nature.

Katara took a hesitant step forward, reaching out a hand. “Azula I can help, please let me,”

“Get away from her!” Azula snarled, tears beginning to flow freely down her face. “Ty Lee, Ty Lee wake up!” She began to shout desperately. She reached for the thing sticking out of her back.

“Azula don’t!” Katara moved closer, something like genuine concern splayed across her face. “If you just rip that out you could hurt her more, even sever her spine. You could kill her,”

“She’s already dead!” Azula screamed, slowly losing grip on her rational thoughts,

“No. She isn’t, but she will be if you don’t let me help you,” Azula could do nothing but hold her friend tighter as Katara hesitantly inched forward. She brought water to her palms. Azula braced for an attack, but she couldn’t bring herself to let go of Ty Lee.

“I’m not going to hurt her,” Katara said, finally kneeling in front of her. The water tribe boy hadn’t moved behind them, she wasn’t unaware of him but she was too distracted to ponder too much why he wasn’t attacking. She took the small mercy from Agni as the water benders hands began to glow.

“What are you doing?!” Azula yanked her away, the water splashed around them,

“I’m healing her, please don’t move. You could make it a lot worse.” Azula was hesitant, but she would take any chance for her friend right now. Katara then grabbed the object in one hand, glowing water in the other. She slowly edged it out as she supposedly “healed” her as she went. Azula did her best to keep her breathing steady, which was surprisingly easy due to her training.

The object was finally removed, and a couple of moment later Katara stood and quickly backed away. “There, she’ll be fine,” Azula didn’t have to be told twice as she scooped the still unconscious Ty Lee in to her arms and sprinted back off in to the woods without even a word.

Once she deemed them a safe distance she fell back on to her knees, tears beginning to wane just slightly. She was still hopelessly worried, but she took solace in the fact that at least there wasn’t a weapon sticking out of her and the bleeding had stopped.

Still, she held Ty Lee in to her chest as tightly as she could, and began rocking back and forth and muttering, “please don’t be dead, please don’t be dead, please-“

“Azula?” Came a broken voice, the princess sucked in a sharp breath.

“Ty Lee? What is it? What do you need?”

“You’re hurting me”

Azula noticed her crushing grip and half-laughed half-sobbed in relief as she loosened her grip.

“For Agni’s sake Ty Lee I thought you were dead!” Once she was sure the little acrobat wasn’t in fact dead- her worry was quickly replaced with anger and frustration.

“What? Why? Were you… crying?” Ty Lee reached up from where she still laid in Azula’s arms to brush her wet cheek with the back of her hand.

“Yes you idiot! I thought I lost you!” Ty Lee should have been startled at Azula’s anger- but she was used to her concern coming out as aggression.

“Hey, I’m okay. I’m right here. I don’t know what happened- but I’m okay,” The next thing she knew- the princesses lips were on hers. She pulled away for a moment, “Now I’m really confused, what is happening right now?”

Azula huffed and rolled her eyes, “Just shut up,” Were Azula’s only words before her lips crashed on to hers once more

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Eeek! This one was definitely short and sweet but I kind of love it. I hope you do too!

Xoxo

#Tyzula #atla tyzula #Ty Lee #Azula #Ty Lee x azula #Azula x ty Lee #avatar the last airbender #sokka #sokka avatar the last airbender #Katara #aang #one shot #Tyzula one shot #Tyzula fanfic #atla #prompts #writing prompts #send me asks #prompt game

[cheruib]

OKAY SO I was listening to your march playlist while working on an essay for class and I literally had to close my laptop and just let myself be absorbed into the music because it's that good <3 you have such fantabulous music taste, thank you for sharing it!!! have a wonderful rest of your march and enjoy the spring!🌷🌼🪻🐝🌈☀️

aaah hiiii!! compliments abt my music taste are the dearest to me.. i hope you know how much this warms my heart 🦋🌷👒🤍🌤️ wishing you all the luck for your essay & the sweetest march ever ❣️

[lemony-snickers]

petrichor for the prompts please? It’s currently storming and my are is under nearly every watch/warning imaginable right now (thunderstorm, flooding, and tornado being the big ones). Remembering that there’s new growth and life springing up around me helps me during gloomy days like this.

I’m happy to see you writing again, lem. It brings me joy.

Sending you warm and cozy thoughts full of your favorite warm beverage, blanket, a fire, and a beautiful view 💜

(aaah, stay safe! we had hail & massive thunderstorms here over the weekend and it was pretty scary! i hope it passes quickly and that there's no real damage where you are. also, i hope you don't mind i chose our beloved yams because when i think of petrichor, i think of forests, and, well, you can probably figure out the rest, ahaha. <3)

There are few things Tenzo likes more than being in the forest after a storm. The fresh smell of rain, of loam, of life bristling all around him, never ceases to induce a sensation of both contentment and excitement.

Appreciation for the humidity and the quiet, anticipation for everything new yet to come.

The moss is soft beneath him, squelching a little in places where the land dips and water has collected. He doesn't mind the wet feet, though. The one thing shinobi sandals are good for is that they drain easily. And it's warm enough he isn't concerned about his toes getting cold.

He pauses to take a long, deep breath through his nose, to enjoy the earthy scent all around him. It's like the heavy drops of precipitation have activated the world anew; awakening the dirt and the bark of the trees, coaxing them to life. He breathes it all in and feels like he is one with the forest.

Maybe his kinship with it has something to do with mokuton. Perhaps his tranquil nature and his love of the woods is all part of his complicated relationship to his own body; the cells that replicate inside him which were put there by someone else.

If so, perhaps his appreciation for nature is the only gift Orochimaru ever gave him.

The rains have been heavy in Fire Country this season, and the proof is all around him. The greenery is brighter than usual, the stems of flowers and ferns hardy and thick, brimming with strength. Birds chirp, fluttering their wings as they bathe in puddles left by the storm.

The forest swells with life, and it invigorates Tenzo on his journey. He has no destination today, no mission to complete. His time, for now, is his own, and amongst the damp leaves and sticky mud and biting insects is the only way he'd ever consider enjoying it.

The sound of an animal in the brush catches his attention and Tenzo alights easily to a tree branch overhead to survey his surroundings. At first, he thinks perhaps it's a fox--the copper fur catches his eyes between verdant leaves. But it seems much too small for a fox. Perhaps a kit, then.

Tenzo climbs down from his perch and approaches slowly, not wanting to spook the creature if he can help it. It might be injured or sick if it's wandering the forest so close to him in broad daylight, and he does not relish a trip to the infirmary if it decides to attack.

When he pushes aside the leaves, Tenzo has to stifle a laugh.

It's no fox, no kit, but a bedraggled, half-drowned looking orange tabby, who glares at him from beneath sodden, matted fur, ears flattened and hissing as it sneers.

"Got caught in the rain, huh?" he asks, smirking at the feline as it makes a ferocious rumbling sound somewhere deep in its belly. Tenzo just chuckles. "Yes, you're very terrifying. Now come here."

The cat hisses when Tenzo unzips his vest and scoops it up in his arms, but it's not as if this is any more difficult than wrangling a rambunctious ANBU squad at the bar or rousing Kakashi-senpai for a particularly early mission departure. So with minimal effort, Tenzo manages to secure the cat in his grasp, holding it firmly against his chest so he can use his other sleeve to dry the creature's head and back, letting the rest of the moisture seep into the front of his shirt.

At first, the cat struggles, digging its needle-like claw into Tenzo's forearms and chest. "Oh, knock it off, you're fine," he says, continuing to help the cat dry off. The method isn't perfect, by any means, but by the time he sets the cat back on its feet, it's much less drowned-looking than when he found it.

"There you are," he says, still chuckling, "try to stay out of the rain next time."

And then he's on his way again, marching back toward Konoha listening to the birds and the rush of water in a nearby stream, trying very hard not to let on that he can sense the cat stalking him through the undergrowth.

He's unsure whether it does so out of gratitude or irritation, but it hardly matters.

One cat to another, Tenzo doesn't find his new orange shadow to be much of a threat.

It's not until he's home he has to make a decision--leave it outside or let it in. It's not much of a decision, though, because as soon as his front door is open half an inch, the thing darts inside like it's always lived there.

Tenzo rolls his eyes, resigned to his evening. He'll put up posters tomorrow to see if the stray belongs to anyone, but for now, he's too tired and content to worry over it.

As he sprawls on his bed a little while later, the cat climbs up to join him.

"Oh, so you like me now, huh?" he asks.

The cat glares, but still settles on his chest to fall asleep, purring all the while. Tenzo's new companion still smells like the forest--like the damp earth and green leaves he loves so much.

He'll still make the posters, but it seems to him like maybe that's a sign.

prompt list for those interested. <3

#tenzo #yamato #tenzo fanfiction #yamato fanfiction #lemony scribbles #april 🌧️ lem 💐 #howdoesoneadult #thank you so much for your kind words and for sending in a prompt i hope you like this lil' thing <3

[memoriapraeteritorumbonorum]

Hello darling, I love what you've got here and was hoping I could have some headcanons (any character/group of them you're up to writing for)

They've noticed you've picked up one or more of their mannerisms (the way they talk or a certain way they move)

Have fun with it,

The Phantom

Noticing you’ve picked up their mannerisms - Caranthir and Curufin

Author’s note: Aaah, my first ask! Hi Phantom!! Thanks for your request, I had so much fun writing this. I chose Cara (can u tell he’s my favorite) and Curufin for this one :)

This is the tune I was listening to while writing — let’s vibe into the new year. Enjoy!

-

Caranthir

Whenever Carnistir comes home from running errands, he flees into his study, plops down onto the couch, puts his feet up on the table and just rests his head against the backrest. You have watched him close his eyes and murmur a few exhausted complaints countless times — it has become a normal part of your day at this point.

He just sits like this for a good 15 minutes. It's his way of coming back to his senses and managing his stress and anger so he doesn't lash out on you.

Today, you've had an excruciatingly busy day, constantly having been on your feet, rushing from one end of Thargelion to the other, never catching a break. Delivering envelopes, helping friends out, organizing things for the Festival of Starlight that was to take place in less than a week. Somehow, the entire kingdom seemed to have chosen you to consult about this year’s decorative choices, leaving you to juggle a thousand samples of fabrics and candles in your arms when you make it through the door of Carnistir's study.

The second you enter, he gets up from his desk and takes the load off your hands, proceeding to ask how your day was since he's had no chance of catching you inbetween errands.

You just hold up your finger, silencing him, furrowing your brows and shaking your head at him.

He stands there, stunned, when you walk right past him, let yourself fall onto the velvet couch and prop your feet up on the table.

Carnistir would be confused at first, but soon after feel flattered and amused that you're acting like him and doing it so comfortably, as if it came naturally to you

Sometimes he feels insecure about his need to take care of his anger and temper this way, but seeing you copy him reassures him and makes him feel seen

His lil heart goes b-bum

He just cocks his head to the side and watches you with a bewildered expression as you begin to do the same thing he does almost every day — quietly whispering about the things that drained you the most during the day. 

When you open your eyes again, you’re met with a smirk. 

"Don’t even!" you warn him, pointing your finger at him again.

He just laughs, warm eyes scanning your face, watching you blush for once. "Care to suffer together?"

He sits down next to you and copies your move, chuckling all the while. 

"I didn’t know I had such an impact on you." 

"Oh, shut up."

His finger comes up to poke your rosy cheek teasingly, your roles having reversed in this very moment

Your heads rest next to each other on the sofa's backrest, he looks at you fondly before taking your hand and closing his eyes, ready to enjoy the much awaited silence at the end of this stressful day. 

Curufin

It's no secret he acts like a know it all sometimes, especially when his father is around

Arguing with him on a factual basis is almost impossible.

Whenever someone tries to prove him wrong, he just clicks his tongue, says "Please," and eyes them condescendingly.

Everyone knows he’s about to go on the longest rant, spitting nothing but facts and making his point. Virgo energy

They just shut up and let him finish because they know arguing with Curufinwë — the insufferable spring of wisdom, as his brothers call him —wouldn’t work out for them

Seriously, how does he know all that stuff? Nobody ever questions it.

You're sat at the dinner table with him and his family, recounting an amusing story of an evening spent making bets with Curufin and Celegorm when the latter chimes in about how you only beat him because you were lucky to have Curufin with you.

Next to you, Curufin straightens his posture, ready to expose his brother and point out his inability to admit defeat but this time, you are quicker than him

You just click your tongue, go "Oh, please", and begin to list all the reasons for his failure, going into each and every detail, successfully reducing the silver haired prince to a quiet, frowning little person across from you.

Curufin raises his eyebrows, slowly turning his head towards you, listening intently to the way you're articulating yourself — you sound just like him???

When you finish, you look into your partner’s sparkling eyes, elegantly raise and clink your glass with his. He just shrugs in response, grinning cockily.

To say he's proud would be an understatement, he just had the biggest ego boost imaginable because someone as captivating as you would pick up something he would always do

"I couldn’t have said it better myself, really."

The others are frozen in place for a few seconds, in complete awe and disbelief about the scene that had just unfolded in front of them.

Celegorm, having ceased to protest alltogether, just receives several pats on his shoulders from left and right, followed by wheezing, especially from his younger brothers. 

It's safe to say, from this day forward, he would think twice before questioning you again unless he'd want to be humiliated by not only his brother but yourself as well.

#caranthir #caranthir imagine #caranthir x reader #caranthir headcanon #curufin #curufin imagine #curufin x reader #curufin headcanon #request

[queer-crusader]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ó ꒳ ò✿)

Aaah thank you for this wee ask 🥰

Sunlight, a nice warm sunny day is unbeatable and I'm a slut for spring and early summer (unlike like. 80% of tumblr it seems, who are all sluts for autumn)

So is a thunderstorm btw, I've got wonderful memories of sitting on the porch watching the sky light up as I listen to the rain on the corrugated roof overhead

My mum's chicken soup which is like crack to me

Actually. My family in general. My mum's an angel and my dad's a little shit and I adore him and my sister is a close friend to me

Did I mention food? I mentioned soup. Good food tho, oh my sweet, good food is what makes the world go round and what makes my heart sing. Good food is good for the soul, even if I don't necessarily believe in such a thing as souls. But it is

#anne speaks #questions answered #storkmuffin

[crue11]

 it was a habit , not even a temptation to annoy xingchen by calling him his daozhang . nothing really was on his mind other than the fact that he didn't want to call him by his name . . . not yet . no , he's not cleaned himself , he's not even came close to where xiao xingchen was standing . he's not proved the talkers wrong , why is xiao xingchen vouching for that devil ? hasn't he experimented with his spells on the corpses ? ? xue yang is surprised they didn't start with punishing him for the things he's already done but then again if they did , xue yang probably wouldn't make it out alive . [ @mythvoiced ]

 then again , he wanted to cross every line between them ; make him regret even drawing them . xue yang was like a hungry animal but he's been getting way too hurt every time he tried to reach for the thing he wanted , took him a while to realize he was the one destroying it with his claws and fangs . . . his canine glints with his growing grin as he watches xingchen come closer . turning back toward the spring , listening to the soft flow of water and xingchen's quiet murmurs . his eyes close when cold fingers touch his scars — he remembers holding xingchen's limp hands in his warm ones , back then whenever it rained , stare at the gash on his pale neck that wasn't bleeding anymore . he avoids glancing at it now , not too violently but when his eyes fall there , he quickly looks away .

 xue yang used to laugh , well , learned how to block the pain or some of it and laugh whenever men outside beat him up after getting their money back . older xue yang , would laugh , because he was already planning what to do with them and their tiny little fuss over their stupid money – older xue yang who was using the blade like it was a part of his body . gusulan was akin to those angry men who only knew how to beat up a frail kid because he's broken a few rules , now he murders them whenever he sees them but lan clan . . . well . he was here for a reason . xingchen wasn't guarding him or looking at him to protect him , in fact , xue yang was here because he had to prove something . and that , apparently , included staying silent and taking all the leash hits without using any spell to lessen the pain . he did giggle a few times when lan xichen glanced at his younger brother in pure shock because xue yang wasn't asking them to stop or go easy on him , xue yang wasn't attacking them back ; he was on his knees with a bloody , smiling mouth . ‘ what has tamed him ? ‘ and lan wangji is just a whole other level of blankness . sometimes it makes him uneasy .

 ❛ aaah . wei wuxian is a legend . nobody , no cultivator could do what he's done . ❜  his eyes close , jaw tightens when xingchen's touch draws pure agony from his layered wounds . his voice doesn't change , he doesn't gasp . ❛ a little bit of a whore , if you ask me but who am i to judge ? if he was leading us , there wouldn't be any ridiculous title as ‘ forbidden library ‘ . say , daozhang , if you have a library and put books in it , why do you stop people from reading them ??? just burn them if they're as forbidden as you say , no ? pft . ❜  his breath catches in his throat , the soft cloth that xingchen used to clean the blood pulls on a loose piece of flesh and he gulps . i'm doing it for you , it doesn't even hurt as much as your silent mouth hurt me . ❛ you know what should be forbidden in cloud recesses ? thin walls . do you know i changed my room because it was right next to this empty room that wei wuxian was always bringing lan wangji to and let me tell you — ❜  he stops all of a sudden , reaches back to grip xingchen's wrist when the water touches a very open , bleeding wound and sinks in . his grip tight , he gulps again , sweat beads gathered on his forehead . xue yang's breath comes a little uneven before he opens his eyes , half turned toward xingchen .

 silence stretches between them , xue yang holds xingchen's wrist tight between his damp fingers as he stares at his lips . his voice is soft , but it doesn't carry the carelessness he had before . he doesn't sound playful , not happy ; he simply sounds desperate . ❛ . . . you look beautiful under moonlight . ❜  a pause , he leans in a little closer . searches xingchen's face , tightens his grip on xingchen's wrist , and whispers ;  ❛ we never had a clear night sky in yi city , did we ? ❜

     * cont.

#mythvoiced #xue yang. #blood tw #injury tw #i'm .. #i'm so done w him #he's losing too much blood and xxc is just sat there looking lIKE THAT . and . #he might pass out but pls yeah feed him he's always hungry #heh .

[randomwriteronline]

The kid is small.

Probably eight, or nine. Somewhere between those two terminals.

He has heard of them of course - through hushed whispers between guards and villagers while the Commander and the Captain handled them.

Something about that age tells Emmet that it's not quite the right time for them to be going around the place like that, as far as he knows; then again, other regions might let children that young engage in this vague, character-shaping quest he can't quite remember the details of.

He is a foreigner, after all.

When they first arrive to the gate, he takes in just how tiny they are.

All swaddled nice and cozy in the large survey corps jacket that drowns them, with a nice red scarf stuffed into it and a hat that the Professor must have put on their little head to shelter their eyes from the sun, sitting snuggly on the handkerchief keeping their bangs out of their face.

They hold the Professor's hand tight, trying to hide behind him.

"Hello," Emmet smiles nicely at them, bowing a little. His wide hat tilts with his head: "I am Emmet. What's your name?"

They mumble something that sounds like either Okehri or Acrei.

"What a nice name." he nods honestly. He remains tilted forward a little: "I can take you wherever you like."

That's only partially a lie -- because he knows the sentence was a test to be performed in the Obsidian Fieldlands, but he could indeed easily escort them wherever they would ask - rather easily too.

After a pause, they speak a little louder: "I want to go home."

Hmmm. That might be hard.

What with having fallen from the sky and all.

He sits - with a little difficulty, due to his bad leg - on his heels.

"Do you know where it is?" he asks.

"Twinleaf," they answer.

"Do you know where Twinleaf is?"

They mumble a moment.

"Near the Lake," they reply, "The one that's... Not the cold one. Near, hm. Forest."

"Aaah," Emmet nods: "Lake Verity."

They nod back at him.

"That's a verrry dangerous place," he comments. The way he rolls his Rs makes them smile a little bit. "I can take you there! But first, you need to train hard so you can be safe. The Obsidian Fieldlands are a good place to start. The Lake is close, too. So you can still see from the shore."

That is a good enough compromise; the child nods.

"Very well!" Emmet straightens up so stiffly and suddenly that Okayri laughs a little at how cartoonish it looks, arms springing into position as they point to the horizon behind them: "All aboard!"

A hand lowers and opens for them to take: "Please do not become uncoupled from me."

The kid's hand is small and warm.

Twinleaf... What a strange feeling it gives him, to think about it as they walk to the camp. Twin leaf.

"I had a twin," he says, and doesn’t go on.

Acory hums in reply, and doesn’t go on.

Emmet is verrry grateful that they don't question his use of the past tense.

-

Mistress Calaba’s foul mood was the first thing that clued her in on something not being quite right.

The next thing was, of course, seeing those brigands trying to sneak back to their camp without noticing her, carrying around a large slab of stone.

Then there was a little kid looking very scared as the Miss Fortunes cornered them and threatened them with a three-against-one battle, and at that point Elesa had quite enough of them already.

Clover yips when a huge metal shell knocks her Abosmasnow straight out, her and Coin turning around in genuine terror as Goodra unfurls before the very mesmerized child they tried attacking; when their eyes meet Elesa’s, they struggle to regain their fiersome snarls at the positively furious glare the foreigner shoots right at them.

Charm remains collected, of course.

“You again?” she groans, annoyed.

Grabbing her younger sister’s arms, she turns Coin back to the kid: “You take care of that runt,” she orders while her Rhydon growls at the dragon: “I’ll make sure to cut down this fake diamond once and for all.”

Good luck with two Pokémon weak to Steel, Elesa quips back in her mind.

It’s not even a fair fight, honestly. It takes no time at all for her to handle the oldest, no matter how angry she might be or how loudly Clover encourages her.

More importantly, the child -- oh!

She’s rather pleasantly surprised to see Croagunk fall to the ground just before slinking back into Coin’s Pokéball.

The three brigands blabber something that frankly doesn’t matter and disappear, so livid at their defeat that they abandon their loot, and Elesa looks the little kid over to assess any kind of damage that could have been done to them.

They seem pretty alright from what she can see, if rather shaken.

She searches for a potion to help heal their partners, but they already have quite a few; she passes them instead a sweet Nanab Berry, to steady their nerves.

“Thank you,” they mumble very quietly and a little embarassed.

Their cheeks are a little red when they hide in their scarf.

She waves gently to assure them everything is alright. With a stick, she writes her name down in the soft ground for them to read.

They squeeze their eyes a little: “El- El-e-sa.”

She nods, and points at them inquisitively.

The kid gives a little ‘oh!’ and answers with a mouthful of munched berry to muffle their words: Kroei, or Akme, or Ecoli.

She still gives them a thumbs up.

Pointing at the Pokéball peeking from their bag she makes a motion with her arms, as if to say: Your team is strong!

They sway their whole body happily, flustered.

Once the berry has completely disappeared in their tummy and the shock has passed, they try to lift the slab of rock on their own; Elesa grabs it for them, holding it against her back almost without breaking a sweat, and they look at her in awe for a moment, mouth agape.

She tilts her head, nodding towards it a little: What now?

They point to the other shore: “It’s for the old lady,” they explain.

Ah, that makes sense. No wonder the warden was so upset today...

Following their lead, Elesa glaldy helps them take the slab back to where it rightfully belongs.

She finds herself sad that the kid is so young.

They can’t challenge her yet.

-

Old man Ginter told her to keep an eye on Volo.

Because he’s afraid that boy will end up killing himself one day, through one mean or the other.

The weird lady who lives alone in the middle of nowhere and dresses like some kind of mistress of the night style sorceress also asked the same of her, for the same reason.

It’s not exactly like her job (what was her job?) but if it’s for the safety of a passenger she can juggle aggressively selling goods to anybody she meets and keeping an eye on the young man entrusted in her care like a Staraptor waiting for the right moment to snatch a Buneary.

The main problem with that is that Volo himself hates being followed.

Ironic! As he constantly follows others and pesters them.

Including a baby now, apparently.

Briosa doesn’t scream at him to get his ass back down to her if he isn’t going to be selling anything to trembling brick of a man who lives in the dark blue tent at first, when she sees him on top of a hill with a toddler-sixed unit made up entirely of what she can only assume is sweat and dehydration, because the sun is shining hard enough to split rocks in two and this kid is over here bundled up in Bibarel fur with a hat which she imagines is made of felt or some other extremely not good material to be wearing in this weather.

“VOLO,” she finally shouts, making him jump six feet in the air.

The kid turns too, not as scared as they could be. If Volo is constantly around them, they might know her by voice.

“ARE YOU SELLING THEM THINGS?” she asks him.

He takes a very deep breath and shakes his head.

“ASK THEM IF THEY HAVE SNACKS,” she keeps yelling from the foot of the hill, disturbing Aipoms and Wormadams without a care. “KIDS ALWAYS GOTTA HAVE SOME SNACKS ON THEM. FOR ENERGY. HOW MUCH MONEY DO YOU HAVE, KID? SHOW WITH YOUR HANDS.”

The child pulls back their enormous sleeves; they fall back on their hands. Volo helps them roll them up, they and start opening and closing their fists.

Ten, twenty, thirty, fourty, fifty, six seven eight nine hundred ten two three four fivesixseveinine two hun onetootreefofisiseveini three hun-

“DO YOU HAVE MORE THAT A THOUSAND?” she asks to speed things up.

The kid nods.

“SELL ‘EM RICE CAKES FOR SIXTY-FIVE EACH,” she instructs Volo, “THAT’S A GOOD PRICE FOR A BABY. SELL ‘EM LIKE FIVE. I HAVE BERRIES TOO, YOU WANT BERRIES? I GOT NANAB.”

The kid shakes their head. Then thinks about it; puts their hands around their mouth to shout back at her.

“I’M DEAF,” Briosa yells. “I CAN’T HEAR ANYTHING.”

The child motions for her to come closer: she does, and they sign, Oran?

Holy shit, Briosa thinks as she gives them thumbs up and begins searching for oran berries in her backpack, this kid signs, that’s fantastic. She introduces herself and asks for their name with her free hand: they’re not that good at spelling, so what comes out is something that could be anything between Nroki, Ankara, and Ray. Good enough.

She points at Volo: “He follows you around?” (she can see him mouth hey! rather piqued).

The child nods (another hey!, a little less venomous).

“If he’s always around you, teach him sign language sometimes,” she tells them as she watches them make a few potions for the road: “It gets boring with no one to talk to and I’m too busy to do it myself.”

They sort of giggle behind their scarf.

By the by, why does he bother you?, she asks.

They answer with a single sign. Then they note: Was telling something. Can continue? I was curious.

With Briosa’s approval as she wordlessly convinces the kid to at least lose the heavy jacket in the warm climate, the Gingko merchant manages to get back on his train of thought (whatever a train is) and continue on rambling about who knows what with a sweet smile and dulcet tones.

At least, she imagines his words are spoken nice and saccharine, because that’s how his face looks like.

The kid at least seems interested in his spiel.

Both watch the child while they head out to the hand of the coast once they’re done getting their ears chewed by the merchant’s ramblings.

“So,” she says and signs at her ward. “Plates, huh?”

Volo jolts, surprised, as if he was caught doing something bad; in a moment he is back to waving a hand dismissively with a huff, and starts going down the hill.

Briosa looks back at the kid before following her ward.

A minor shouldn’t be boarding such a ride alone.

She’ll keep an eye out for them, too.

-

He reasoned that going was only the polite thing to do.

Granted, he had a bit of trouble following the Commander’s words, what with the lingering drowsiness and the slow spacing out blocking his words - but he understood the assignement well enough.

And besides, getting to go to this settlement the news of which had greatly intrigued him and meeting the person doing so much good for the Nobles?

He’ll gladly go wake up someone so kind.

When the door opens, though, Ingo is immediately puzzled.

This... Is a child.

He waits a moment to take in just how tiny they are.

All swaddled nice and cozy in the large survey corps jacket that drowns them, with a nice red scarf stuffed into it and a hat still in their hands that they quickly put on their little head to shelter their eyes from the sun, sitting snuggly on the handkerchief keeping their bangs out of their face.

How have they dealt with the Nobles, exactly?

Perhaps talks of battling were imagined; since they belong to the survey corps, they might have found a safer alterative method, or simply distracted the struggling Pokémon with a calming gadget and sat on the sidelines, observing their behaviour and taking notes until the frenzy finally passed.

“Good morning, young one who came from the sky!” he bellows anyways, politely. “Commander Kamado told me to let you know he awaits your arrival in his office.”

The strength of his voice wakes them up fully.

And their eyes light up.

That... Is new.

Usually, people aren’t very keen on his yelling.

Miss Irida and a member of the security corps fill him in on their situation a bit more properly while the Commander and the child talk - about how they fell from the sky like him, and how they’ve latched themself to the Professor and his young assistant like glue. Something sticks out to him in particular: that they were apparently greatly saddened by a small announcement they received yesterday, regarding a chaperone.

Seeing as they are so young...

He waits patiently for Miss Irida to introduce him, to explain his role and their similarities. He hopes the lack of a smile doesn’t put them off when they turn their big black eyes to look at him.

“I apologize, I don’t believe I’ve caught your name,” he says.

Their reply is muffled by their scarf: what comes out could be Raise, Eh, or maybe even Armory.

“What a nice name.” he nods honestly. He pinches the brim of his cap between index and thumb to tip it at them, which makes them grin: “To reach Electrode, you will need the help of Lady Sneasler - though I’m rather certain she will be glad to lend you her claws since you’ve proved yourself to be so kind and helpful to her fellow Nobles. More importantly, I’ve been told your usual conductor is unfortunately unavailable at the moment, which has rather upset you.”

They nod deeply, importantly. Like they know Ingo perfectly understands how sad that makes them.

“I am aware it would be a momentary replacement, but if you would allow me I’d be more than glad to escort you and the Professor to the Highlands myself.”

The way up the mountain is rather dangerous after all, and he would feel much calmer having undeniable proof that such a young passenger arrived at their destination safe and sound.

Seeing as the child wastes no time seizing his free hand and beams up at him with unbound excitement and a smile as big as the moon, they like the idea.

He just didn’t really expect them to pull him to go so quickly

“Oh - very well!” he exclaims, his back fixing upright with a loud pop as his free palm extends to point at the gate he can see at the other end of the village, legs all straightened out in a long step as the child giggles and drags him away under Irida’s amused gaze: “All aboard!”

Their little legs can’t sprint too far.

By the time everybody’s on the way, they are tired of running already; they still hold him in their little warm palm, scampering by his side, happy as can be.

“You look a lot like him,” they say suddenly.

“Like your chaperone?” he asks.

They hum affirmatively.

Ah, Ingo nods: “It’s the sideburns, is it not?”

They laugh. It makes him almost smile.

#pokémon #pokemon legends arceus #submas emmet #pokemon elesa #briosa pokemon #submas ingo #pokemon charm #pokemon clover #pokemon coin #pokemon volo #random writing #back at it again with the everybody gets eebie deebied au! meeting the kid #who ive decided to make younger for funsies #emmet has a deep sadness inside him and ingo is zoning out to keep sane #meanwhile elesa kicks ass and briosa is iscans new nightmare #also its not particularly clear here but ingo has. no clue that the kid actively fights the nobles #otherwise hed be shitting his pants for them and filing a formal complaint against kamado

[pilferingapples]

your questions for the meme! 1. what's your favourite wearable green object you own? 2. what wearable green object do you most wish you owned? 3. did you have a different Life Passion before you fell into les mis/french romanticism? 4. what is your very most favourite fact about gautier? 5. what are your opinions about christmas?

ooh these are fun, thank you:D

1- aaah I have so many good Green Clothes and some of them are even made by dear friends so I CANNOT choose a favorite BUT I do have a Most Frequent and it's this shawl :

It was made by a weaver who works the renfair circuit with a wooden loom! I get to go see her every year and anyone can watch her working! I know where she got the yarn and everything and I do in fact love knowing how almost every step of the process went! But also it's just a fantastic shawl, keeps me warm in the light-cool of spring and autumn and keeps the sun off my shoulders in summer. Heck, I wore it today (Texas. it was 72 F) and it was just the right Extra Warm over my sundress. And it goes with every dress I own! The joys of a chromatically unified wardrobe :D So: this!

2. what wearable green object do you most wish you owned? ...MAGIC CLOAK THAT LOOKS LIKE LUNA MOTH WINGS AND ENABLES ME TO FLY More mundanely, I'd love to get a custom corset by someone local enough I can actually go to them for a fitting? I've had customs before but I've always had to do my own measurements etc and do it by mail and I am just NOT an expert, even with muslins. There's just no one close by who does what I want, a peril of living in the middle of nowhere. :/

3. did you have a different Life Passion before you fell into les mis/french romanticism? HAH I had many!! Part of why the current situation is so enduring is because it fused many of them into one. But oh one that's stayed with me but I don't talk about much here is comics? Just. The art and structure of them! The potential! I kinda stopped talking about them in general spaces because STILL when I say " comics" people go " oh superheroes" and NO NOT SUPERHEROES THAT'S A GENRE, that's like hearing " books" and responding with " oh yeah, Harlequins" YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT LIKE TWO PUBLISHERS AGAINST A WHOLE MEDIUM , THEY MAY BE THE MOST POPULAR BUT THEY DO NOT GET TO DEFINE THE WHOLE FORM AAAAH anyway read Scott McCloud and also talk to me about the comics you love 4. what is your very most favourite fact about gautier? gkdghl I tried to write about the actual thing I've been turning over in my head lately but it got Too Long So for now: he started doing his arts columns with the idea that there should be someone critiquing art and writing who actually liked it

and then!! He was so positive about art shows and plays that some artists got together and tried to figure out how to make him stop because even though everyone agreed his critiques were accurate and honest, they were afraid they wouldn't be taken seriously without meaner reviews???

(they were unable to make him stop being nice?!? it was the lowest stakes conspiracy ever and it FAILED skflashgsakgh)

5. what are your opinions about christmas?

there are DECORATIONS there are COOKIES there are PRESENTS

there are THINGS TO DO that are actually accessible for me because lots of general-public events are being planned for people with limited stamina and wheeled mobility aids

there are GHOST STORIES

there is A STOP MOTION ANIMATION SPECIAL ABOUT SANTA BEING RAISED BY SOCIALIST FAIRIES

I don't approve of it taking over the entire back half of the year and i fully respect that it is aggravatingly dominant to anyone who's not into it but . I am in fact EXTREMELY into it. There's just so much completely weird lore and so many excitingly bizarre traditions, it's Haunted and Blessed in equal amounts, how could I, personally, ever not enjoy it?

#I am leaving out the sappy stuff on the last one too #but gosh it's such a wonderful weird time #anyway! #thank you! this was super fun #natter

[maboroshi-no]

Hamefura LN9 Extra-Story Short Summary

I have just finished reading the extra-story given with the special edition of Hamefura LN9. Since it might take some time to write a clean translation, I have written here a short summary of what happens.

In this story, Katarina wants to do hanami and ends up in a outing with her friends. The story is told in Katarina and Keith’s point of views. For some reason, Maria is missing from this story.

It is not a complete summary and I only put details I remember. Also, the dialogue lines are not exact translations, but rather simplified versions of what was said.

Now that I’m done with the warnings, you can enjoy the story below :).

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The first year at the academy is over and Katarina and Keith are returning home for spring break.

Katarina is in high spirits.

Katarina's POV: I have avoided my doom flags!

Keith's POV: Katarina is awfully happy… Is she that happy to make it into the next grade? Or did something good happen to her?

Katarina notices the trees are in full bloom and so she would like to do hanami.

Katarina asks Keith if he would like to do hanami with her. Keith is confused since he doesn't know what "hanami" is.

Katarina explains it is eating and drinking under a tree while gazing at the flowers in bloom. Keith wonders if it is like having a tea party outside. He is still puzzled about what "hanami" is but goes along with her.

Katarina gets some sandwiches and juice from the Claes cook, takes a carpet (or a picnic sheet?) and then lay it under a tree in the garden with the food. Keith now understands it is like a picnic.

Katarina asks Keith if he can take half of what she eats. Keith says it's okay.

After splitting food, Katarina would usually put Keith's share on an empty plate, but there is no plate. So she holds out the sandwich towards Keith's mouth while saying "Aaah~".

Keith freezes.

Katarina's POV: Maybe Keith is shocked because it is bad manners?

Keith's POV: Katarina wants me to eat from her hand?!

As Katarina is about to put it down, Keith bites into the sandwich.

Katarina is confused since she thought Keith would say it is bad manners. Keith agrees it is bad manners and he would prefer she doesn't do this in public. Katarina apologizes and tells him she won't do it again.

Keith clarifies: he would like her not to do it in public, but he would love for her to feed him like this when it is only the two of them.

Keith's POV: I can't believe I made such a request to her!

Katarina is happy to hear this and tells him that from now on, whenever they are alone, she will feed him directly whenever they share food.

Katarina keeps on feeding Keith sandwiches throughout their meal.

After their meal, since the weather is nice, Katarina lies down on the carpet. She invites Keith to do the same since it feels good. Keith complies and lies down next to her.

Keith agrees it feels good. Katarina turns her head towards him and tells him "I told you so!". When she does it, their faces are very close.

Keith is blushing.

Katarina's: POV: Keith's face is a bit red? Maybe he is embarrassed about breaking etiquette rules. Looking at him close like this, Keith has such a handsome face with his long bangs and his beautiful skin. As expected from a character of an otome game.

Keith's POV: Katarina is so close!! Her sparkling eyes and glossy lips are so close!

Katarina strokes Keith's cheek.

Keith's POV: What is she doing?!

Katarina apologizes. She wanted to touch his cheek since his skin looks so beautiful.

As she is about to pull her hand back, Keith reflexively tells her he doesn't mind. She can touch him more if she wants.

Keith's POV: What am I saying?! I would usually never say something like that! It must be because I got too relaxed after having her feeding me and getting to lie down next to her with her face so close!

Katarina is happy to hear Keith doesn't mind. She was about to stroke his cheek to her heart's content, but someone catches her hand before she does, and lifts her up.

It is Geordo. With a black smile, he is asking her what they are doing. Katarina answers that she is doing hanami with Keith.

Geordo: "Oh, "hanami", I see!  Is that something where you lie down on the ground, snuggle close to each other and stroke each other's cheeks?!"

It seems like Geordo has been watching them for a while. If it is all he saw, it is no wonder he got the wrong idea.

So Katarina explains to him that "hanami" is only eating and drinking while gazing at the flowers in bloom. She was lying down because the weather was nice and she thought lying on the ground would feel good. Keith was lying down next to her because she invited him to do so, and she stroked his cheek because he has such beautiful skin and he let her touch him. She is aware it is bad manners so she tells Geordo she won't do it again, hoping he would calm down.

Hearing this, Geordo's black smile leveled up into a black aura.

Geordo tells Katarina he understands her explanation and asks her if he can experience it too. He takes Katarina into a princess carry and lies her down on the carpet, and then lies down next to her at the exact same place Keith was. Geordo then strokes Katarina's cheek.

Katarina's POV: It's ticklish!

Keith's POV: This is what we looked like from the outside?! I can't bear to watch them.

Keith lifts Katarina up to stop Geordo and tells him it is bad manners for a prince to do such things. Geordo calls Keith out on his hypocrisy since he was doing the exact same thing just moments ago. Keith awkwardly replies it is not the same since it was Katarina who was doing things of her own accord. Geordo: "What is that supposed to mean? Are you boasting about Katarina seducing you?!" Geordo and Keith go on a banter.

Katarina is left out since Keith and Geordo are once again "in their own world". She tries to reset the mood by throwing them a friendly question.

Katarina: Hey, you two, do you have someone you like?

Geordo: I have already told you time and time again that you are the one I love…

Katarina's POV: Yeah sure… I know you only want to keep me around as a convenient fiancée.

Katarina: Prince Geordo, I consider you a precious friend, so if you ever fall in love with someone, please tell me at once. I will give you all my support.

Keith's POV: He may be my rival, but I feel so sorry for Geordo…

Geordo: No matter how many years pass, it is no use… If conveying my feelings with my mouth alone won't do, then I guess I will need to use my body. Katarina, how about visiting the castle during spring break? I will prepare some special sweets for you.

Keith's POV: I take back what I said! I don't feel sorry for that man!

Katarina feels enticed by the sweets, so Keith tells Geordo he will need to accompany Katarina if she comes to the castle. He insists it would be too dangerous for her to go alone. Geordo replies there is no way she can be in danger at the castle. Geordo and Keith go on a banter once again.

Katarina's POV: Keith really wants to tag along… But that's a given, we are talking about special sweets eaten by royalty!

Since Geordo mentioned sweets, Katarina is now craving them. She asks Keith and Geordo if they can all go to town and eat some sweets. She promises Keith she will be careful not to overeat.

Keith's POV: Katarina is so cute with her upturned eyes… She really is like a little devil.

Keith accepts and the three of them head to town in the Claes carriage.

They head to a popular sweet shop in town. It is the shop where Keith previously bought some sweets for Katarina after he went out for work.

The shop is full of women and all eyes are on Geordo and Keith.

Katarina has a hard time deciding what to order since everything looks delicious. Keith and Geordo tell her she can share with them.

As Katarina is happily eating a chocolate cake, Geordo tells her she has some chocolate near her mouth. He wipes the chocolate off her face with his finger before licking it.

Geordo: Yup, it is sweet and delicious.

Katarina's POV: How come he is doing something only a character from a shojo manga would do?! Ah, maybe he is using me so that women won't approach him?

Geordo extends his hand towards Katarina, but then someone catches it. It is Mary, with Alan.

Mary calls out Geordo for doing something so improper for a gentleman. Geordo thanks her for her "advice" and asks her what they are doing here.

Mary tells him that she went to visit Katarina at Claes mansion, but they were told she was out in town, so they came to join them. Geordo tells her that since she and Alan are engaged, they should rather try to deepen their bonds in private.

Keith's POV: In other words, he is asking them to get lost.

Mary and Geordo go on a banter, Alan avoids Geordo's gaze. In the end, Mary and Alan join their table. Mary and Katariina engage in girl's talk while sharing cake.

Mary asks Katarina if she would like to have matching dresses tailored for them at her house. Katarina is not really up for it since she wouldn't match Mary's style. But Mary assures her the dresses can be in different styles as long as they have something in common. Katarina is about to accept, but Keith opposes it saying they don't need to be together to have matching dresses. He goes on a banter with Mary and wins it. Mary gives him a black smile, while Geordo smiles at him like telling him "You did well".

They leave the sweet shops and go shopping in town since Katarina wants to spend some more time with her friends.

They go to a general goods store and Katarina looks at some accessories and splits the bill with Mary. Geordo offered to pay for them, but she refused.

Then Katarina remembers there is a new romance novel coming out, so she asks everyone if they can go to the bookstore.

On the way, they meet Sophia and Nicol. They were actually called by Mary. When Mary witnessed Katarina and the others  at the sweet shop,  she asked a servant to call Sophia to join them in town. And here they are.

They all head to the bookstore. All eyes are on their group full of beautiful people. Katarina is feeling embarrassed to have all the attention on them while they are heading to the romance novel corner.

Sophia finds the book Katarina was searching for. Looking at the title, Katarina wants to ask Sophia to put it back, but before she does, Alan reads the title.

"A moonlight romance with a prince. A fair maiden swaying between love and passion".

Alan: Pfff… What a sappy title. Are you really reading that stuff?

Katarina: The title may sound sappy but the story is not, it is a wonderful masterpiece! Prince Alan, you're really lacking delicacy!

Alan: What? Care to repeat?

Katarina: Normal people don't read titles out loud in a place like this

Alan: Isn't that fine? What's wrong with it?

Katarina: And that's why I'm saying you're lacking delicacy. You're such a kid, Prince Alan.

Alan: I don't want to hear that from YOU.

Katarina: What are you saying? I'm a splendid lady!

Alan: If you really think this, then there's a problem.

Alan and Katarina go on with their banter.

Katarina's POV: Alan is nothing like the prince of the romance novel!

They are interrupted by Geordo.

Geordo: "A moonlight romance with a prince". So you like this kind of thing? In that case, I shall invite you over on the next day the moon is beautiful.

Katarina politely refuses, saying she likes the story, but she isn't particularly interested in experiencing it herself.

Sophia is going on about romance novels, but she is too loud so Nicol covers her mouth and suggests they go elsewhere if she wants to talk.

They exit the bookstore. Since Sophia seems like she still wants to discuss romance novels, Katarina searches for a place where they can talk. She notices a park with some trees in bloom. The same kind of trees as in Claes Mansion.

Katarina asks everyone if they want to do hanami there. As everyone is puzzled, she explains once again what hanami is and everyone happily accepts.

Everyone is enjoying hanami.

Katarina's POV: The flowers are beautiful and my precious friends are with me. The friends I always thought I might lose. I am so glad I can be here with them.

Keith's POV: I love being alone with Katarina but I also love being with everyone like this.

Katarina smiles. Keith asks her what she is smiling about.

Katarina: I'm just so glad I can do hanami with everyone!

Keith' s POV: So we were thinking the same thing.

Keith: Yes, let's do it again next year.

#hamefura #my next life as a villainess: all routes leads to doom #bakarina #katarina claes #keith claes #geordo stuart #Mary Hunt #alan stuart #Sophia Ascart #nicol ascart

[gloriabomfim]

Part 1:

[Bumpy is seen sitting in his cozy armchair, enjoying a moment of relaxation. The room is dimly lit, and a vintage radio plays soothing music in the background. Bumpy closes his eyes and lets out a contented sigh.]

Bumpy: Ah, finally, a moment of peace.

[Just as Bumpy starts to drift into a serene nap, a pesky fly enters the scene. It buzzes around the room, attracted to the light, and eventually lands on Bumpy's nose.]

Bumpy: [Startled, he quickly swats at his nose with one of his bandaged hands.] Ow! What in the…?

[The fly takes off, circling around Bumpy's head, making him flail his arms in a futile attempt to shoo it away.]

Bumpy: Shoo! Shoo! Get away from me, you pesky fly!

[Bumpy's attempts to chase away the fly only seem to agitate it further, and it continues to buzz around him, landing on his nose again and sending him into a comical frenzy.]

Bumpy: Aaah! No, no, no! Not on my nose!

[The scene ends with Bumpy in a whirlwind of panic, trying to escape the relentless fly that has disrupted his moment of relaxation.]

Part 2:

[The scene transitions to a series of ten montages, each depicting Bumpy's increasingly desperate and humorous attempts to get rid of the pesky fly.]

Montage 1: [Bumpy, determined to catch the fly, rushes to grab a butterfly net from a nearby shelf. He clumsily swings it through the air, but instead of catching the fly, he stumbles over a pile of books and crashes into a bookshelf, causing a cascade of literature to bury him.]

Bumpy: Gotcha! Oops, ow! That hurt!

Montage 2: [Bumpy, now with a can of bug spray in hand, starts spraying wildly in all directions, creating a noxious cloud that fills the room. He coughs and wheezes, but the fly remains unharmed.]

Bumpy: Take that, you little… [coughs] …bug! Ow! My eyes!

Montage 3: [Bumpy, undeterred, decides to set up a sticky paper strip flytrap. He carefully places it on the floor, but as he steps back to admire his handiwork, he accidentally gets one of his bandaged legs stuck to it. He hops around in a panic while the fly buzzes around him.]

Bumpy: This'll do the trick! Wait… not me! Not my leg! Ow, ow, ow!

Montage 4: [Bumpy, with a devious plan in mind, sets up a trail of delicious-looking crumbs leading into a tiny box. He hides behind a curtain, ready to spring the trap. However, in his excitement, he steps on the box, squashing it and his hopes of catching the fly.]

Bumpy: He'll never resist these crumbs! Huh? Oh no, not again! Ow, my foot!

Montage 5: [Bumpy, undeterred by his previous failures, devises an elaborate Rube Goldberg machine. The machine is designed to catapult a flyswatter towards the pesky fly when activated. As Bumpy activates the machine, it launches him out of the window and into a muddy puddle outside.]

Bumpy: This time for sure! Huh? Aaaah! Splash! Ow, that really hurt!

[The montages continue, each showing Bumpy's creative but ultimately unsuccessful attempts to catch the elusive fly. With each failed attempt, his bandages multiply, and his catchphrase, "Ow! That hurt!" echoes throughout the room, emphasizing the hilarity of his ongoing misadventures.]

#bumpy

[sehunniepotwrites]

I’ve been good! It’s been almost a year since I moved out, happy to be getting away from my psycho housemate soon enough (loooong story but I have 2 housemates, one is fine but the other may be literal Satan).

I started work at my new job and got promoted last month! Still a big learning curve and a high stress environment but it’s Hollywood. Dreams will come true…maybe. Eventually. I’m a talent assistant, which comes with its perks (networking, reading unproduced scripts, working with celebrity clients, I helped pitch a show to a major streamer last week) and downsides (most of which are sleep and personal time).

I also have a boyfriend! I’ve been dating him since last spring and we’ve been official since the summer (broke up for a month, also a long story) but we got back together and are stronger than ever. I’ve actually been trying to figure out which members he reminds me of the most but I keep pulling a blank (my friends out here aren’t huge KPoppies) maybe you can help?

Anywho, I’ve just been working hard (and playing hard, plenty to do out here) and am excited for the NCT Dream world tour! I saw 127 while they were out here (and SKZ, MX, KCon) so I’m hyped for what’s coming next.

- ⛅️ Anon

oh god, psycho housemates, i totally understand. wishing you the best of luck with that whole situation!

but congrats on the new position AND promotion! aaah hollywood?! you’re so close yet so far from me because i’m in the bay 🥲 that job sounds amazing, i hope you’re enjoying it!! i’ve had friends from my old job at disneyland become talent assistants so i know a lil about what it requires and it’s def a lot. proud of u!!!

OMG AND A BOYFRIEND?!? CONGRAAAATS, B!!! and i’m glad to help u!!!

work hard, play hard is the goal! and omg you were at 127 in LA too? i was on the floor!! maybe see you at dream? i’d love to meet up IF AND ONLY IF you’re comfortable! (i tried to meet cee during 127 but the concert started by the time i was gonna make my way up to her 🙃 i got the days off already HAHA my friends in my grad program were like “idk how you juggle all these vacations during school” but i was like “these are needed” 🤡

#nikki replies #🌥️ anon #💓💓💓