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#h's daily adventures

[illycanary]

Katara's Story Is A Tragedy and It's Not An Accident

I was a teenaged girl when Avatar: The Last Airbender aired on Nickelodeon—the group that the show’s creators unintentionally hit while they were aiming for the younger, maler demographic. Nevermind that we’re the reason the show’s popularity caught fire and has endured for two decades; we weren’t the audience Mike and Bryan wanted. And by golly, were they going to make sure we knew it. They’ve been making sure we know it with every snide comment and addendum they’ve made to the story for the last twenty years.

For many of us girls who were raised in the nineties and aughts, Katara was a breath of fresh air—a rare opportunity in a media market saturated with boys having grand adventures to see a young woman having her own adventure and expressing the same fears and frustrations we were often made to feel. 

We were told that we could be anything we wanted to be. That we were strong and smart and brimming with potential. That we were just as capable as the boys. That we were our brothers’ equals. But we were also told to wash dishes and fold laundry and tidy around the house while our brothers played outside. We were ignored when our male classmates picked teams for kickball and told to go play with the girls on the swings—the same girls we were taught to deride if we wanted to be taken seriously. We were lectured for the same immaturity that was expected of boys our age and older, and we were told to do better while also being told, “Boys will be boys.” Despite all the platitudes about equality and power, we saw our mothers straining under the weight of carrying both full-time careers and unequally divided family responsibilities. We sensed that we were being groomed for the same future. 

And we saw ourselves in Katara. 

Katara begins as a parentified teenaged girl: forced to take on responsibility for the daily care of people around her—including male figures who are capable of looking after themselves but are allowed to be immature enough to foist such labor onto her. She does thankless work for people who take her contributions for granted. She’s belittled by people who love her, but don’t understand her. She’s isolated from the world and denied opportunities to improve her talents. She's told what emotions she's allowed to feel and when to feel them. In essence, she was living our real-world fear: being trapped in someone else’s narrow, stultifying definition of femininity and motherhood. 

Then we watched Katara go through an incredible journey of self-determination and empowerment. Katara goes from being a powerless, fearful victim to being a protector, healer, advocate, and liberator to others who can’t do those things for themselves (a much truer and more fulfilling definition of nurturing and motherhood). It’s necessary in Katara’s growth cycle that she does this for others first because that is the realm she knows. She is given increasingly significant opportunities to speak up and fight on behalf of others, and that allows her to build those advocacy muscles gradually. But she still holds back her own emotional pain because everyone that she attempts to express such things to proves they either don't want to deal with it or they only want to manipulate her feelings for their own purposes. 

Katara continues to do much of the work we think of as traditionally maternal on behalf of her friends and family over the course of the story, but we do see that scale gradually shift. Sokka takes on more responsibility for managing the group’s supplies, and everyone helps around camp, but Katara continues to be the manager of everyone else’s emotions while simultaneously punching down her own. The scales finally seem to tip when Zuko joins the group. With Zuko, we see someone working alongside Katara doing the same tasks she is doing around camp for the first time. Zuko is also the only person who never expects anything of her and whose emotions she never has to manage because he’s actually more emotionally stable and mature than she is by that point. And then, Katara’s arc culminates in her finally getting the chance to fully seize her power, rewrite the story of the traumatic event that cast her into the role of parentified child, be her own protector, and freely express everything she’s kept locked away for the sake of letting everyone else feel comfortable around her. Then she fights alongside an equal partner she knows she can trust and depend on through the story's climax. And for the first time since her mother’s death, the girl who gives and gives and gives while getting nothing back watches someone sacrifice everything for her. But this time, she’s able to change the ending because her power is fully realized. The cycle was officially broken.

Katara’s character arc was catharsis at every step. If Katara could break the mold and recreate the ideas of womanhood and motherhood in her own image, so could we. We could be powerful. We could care for ourselves AND others when they need us—instead of caring for everyone all the time at our own expense. We could have balanced partnerships with give and take going both ways (“Tui and La, push and pull”), rather than the, “I give, they take,” model we were conditioned to expect. We could fight for and determine our own destiny—after all, wasn’t destiny a core theme of the story?

Yes. Destiny was the theme. But the lesson was that Katara didn’t get to determine hers. 

After Katara achieves her victory and completes her arc, the narrative steps in and smacks her back down to where she started. For reasons that are never explained or justified, Katara rewards the hero by giving into his romantic advances even though he has invalidated her emotions, violated her boundaries, lashed out at her for slights against him she never committed, idealized a false idol of her then browbeat her when she deviated from his narrative, and forced her to carry his emotions and put herself in danger when he willingly fails to control himself—even though he never apologizes, never learns his lesson, and never shows any inclination to do better. 

And do better he does not.

The more we dared to voice our own opinions on a character that was clearly meant to represent us, the more Mike and Bryan punished Katara for it.

Throughout the comics, Katara makes herself smaller and smaller and forfeits all rights to personal actualization and satisfaction in her relationship. She punches her feelings down when her partner neglects her and cries alone as he shows more affection and concern for literally every other girl’s feelings than hers. She becomes cowed by his outbursts and threats of violence. Instead of rising with the moon or resting in the warmth of the sun, she learns to stay in his shadow. She gives up her silly childish dreams of rebuilding her own dying culture’s traditions and advocating for other oppressed groups so that she can fulfill his wishes to rebuild his culture instead—by being his babymaker. Katara gave up everything she cared about and everything she fought to become for the whims of a man-child who never saw her as a person, only a possession.

Then, in her old age, we get to watch the fallout of his neglect—both toward her and her children who did not meet his expectations. By that point, the girl who would never turn her back on anyone who needed her was too far gone to even advocate for her own children in her own home. And even after he’s gone, Katara never dares to define herself again. She remains, for the next twenty-plus years of her life, nothing more than her husband's grieving widow. She was never recognized for her accomplishments, the battles she won, or the people she liberated. Even her own children and grandchildren have all but forgotten her. She ends her story exactly where it began: trapped in someone else’s narrow, stultifying definition of femininity and motherhood.

The story’s theme was destiny, remember? But this story’s target audience was little boys. Zuko gets to determine his own destiny as long as he works hard and earns it. Aang gets his destiny no matter what he does or doesn’t do to earn it. And Katara cannot change the destiny she was assigned by gender at birth, no matter how hard she fights for it or how many times over she earns it. 

Katara is Winston Smith, and the year is 1984. It doesn’t matter how hard you fight or what you accomplish, little girl. Big Brother is too big, too strong, and too powerful. You will never escape. You will never be free. Your victories are meaningless. So stay in your place, do what you’re told, and cry quietly so your tears don’t bother people who matter.

I will never get over it. Because I am Katara. And so are my friends, sisters, daughters, and nieces. But I am not content to live in Bryke's world.

I will never turn my back on people who need me. Including me.

#ATLA #Avatar the Last Airbender #Katara #Anti Bryke #Zutara #but not really #just pro-Katara #Anti Kataang

[inmyfxith]

SFW Alphabet - Neteyam

A/N -> This template isn't mine, I don't remember where I found it so if it's yours don't hesitate to tell me so I can credit you.

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Neteyam admires his partner's intelligence and strategic thinking, as well as their unwavering loyalty and commitment to their loved ones.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Neteyam's favorite part of his partner's body is their strong and agile hands, which are capable of both delicate and precise movements as well as fierce protection.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Neteyam loves to cuddle with his partner in a way that allows them to feel fully supported and comforted, often holding them close and rubbing their back in a soothing manner.

Neteyam and you are sitting together on a grassy hill overlooking Pandora's beautiful landscape. As the sun sets, you snuggle up close, with Neteyam wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back in a soothing and affectionate manner.

"Your touch is always so calming," you say, nuzzling against his chest.

Neteyam smiles and kisses the top of your head. "I just want to take care of you," he says. "You mean everything to me."

The two of you continue to cuddle and relax together, enjoying the peace and serenity of Pandora's natural world. It's moments like these that make Neteyam feel grateful and content, knowing that he has found his perfect match in you.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

Neteyam's ideal date with his partner would involve a day of adventure and exploration, such as visiting a new area of Pandora or trying out a new activity together.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

Around his partner, Neteyam is very expressive with his emotions and is not afraid to show his love and affection through both words and physical gestures.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Neteyam is open to the idea of starting a family with his partner in the future, and sees himself as a dedicated and supportive partner who will always put his loved ones first.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

Neteyam enjoys giving gifts to his partner that are both meaningful and practical, often choosing items that will enhance their daily lives or help them achieve their goals. It could be a beautifully crafted piece of jewelry made from natural materials found on Pandora, such as a necklace made of carved wood or a bracelet made of vines. A set of tools or weapons for hunting or self-defense, such as a bow and arrows or a spear. A plant or seedling from a sacred or medicinal plant on Pandora, as a symbol of life and growth. He could even organize a special ceremony or ritual that celebrates an important milestone or event in their relationship, such as a bonding ceremony or a rite of passage.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

Neteyam likes to hold hands with his partner whenever they are out in public or during moments of intimacy, as it helps him feel connected to them and reaffirm their bond.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

If his partner were to get hurt, Neteyam would be extremely protective and caring, doing everything in his power to help them recover and feel better.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Neteyam enjoys making his partner laugh and will often playfully tease or joke around with them in a way that is lighthearted and affectionate.

Neteyam and you are out for a walk through the forest, enjoying the sights and sounds of Pandora's natural world. As you walk, Neteyam starts to playfully tease you, pretending to be a predator stalking you.

"Oh no, it's the fearsome Neteyam!" you say, pretending to be scared.

Neteyam grins and chases after you playfully, pretending to be a fierce beast. "I'm going to get you!" he says.

You laugh and run away, trying to evade him. You dart through the trees and over the streams, always just out of Neteyam's reach.

Finally, you stop to catch your breath, giggling and panting. "You're so silly," you add, giving him a playful shove.

Neteyam grins and wraps his arms around you. "I just can't help it," he says. "I love making you laugh."

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Neteyam is a tender and loving kisser, often taking his time to savor each moment of intimacy with his partner and show them how much he cares.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Neteyam shows his love for his partner through small acts of kindness, such as preparing a special meal using ingredients from Pandora's natural world or creating a beautiful piece of art as a gift. He also communicates his feelings through heartfelt words and gestures of affection, such as singing a love song in the Na'vi language or performing a traditional dance to express his love and devotion. Neteyam is deeply connected to Pandora and its natural world, and he often finds creative ways to incorporate these elements into his expressions of love and affection for his partner.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

Neteyam's favorite memory with his partner is the first time they bonded with their own banshees together, which was a powerful and emotional experience that brought them closer together.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Neteyam's worst fear is losing his partner, and he often worries about their safety and well-being.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

One quirk that Neteyam has is that he is very attuned to the natural world and can often sense changes in the environment or the presence of animals.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

Neteyam's favorite pet name for his partner is "my mate," which he uses often and affectionately.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Neteyam likes to spend quality time with his partner by doing activities that they both enjoy, such as exploring Pandora's natural beauty or sharing a quiet moment together.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

The song that reminds Neteyam of his partner is "I Choose You" by Sara Bareilles.

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Neteyam is very open and honest with his partner, and he values their trust and confidence in him. He is willing to share his deepest secrets and vulnerabilities with them.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

It took Neteyam and his partner some time to get together, as they were both busy with their own responsibilities and commitments. However, they were patient and understanding with each other, and eventually found the right time to pursue their relationship.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

When his partner is upset, Neteyam is very supportive and comforting, often holding them close and offering words of encouragement and understanding.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He is proud of his partner and their many achievements and accomplishments, and he likes to show them off to others whenever he can.

Neteyam and you are attending a gathering of the Na'vi clans, where members of different clans come together to share news and celebrate their cultural traditions. You have just finished performing a traditional dance, and you are receiving praise and congratulations from the other clans.

Neteyam stands by proudly, beaming with pride at your talent and accomplishment. "Aren't they amazing?" he says to the other clan leaders, gesturing to you. "She's the best dancer in all of Pandora, in my opinion."

The other leaders nod in agreement, praising your skills and grace. "They are truly gifted," one of them says.

Neteyam grins and takes your hand, squeezing it affectionately. "I'm so proud of you," he says. "You're the most talented and beautiful Na'vi I've ever met."

You smile and blush, clearly touched by Neteyam's words. The two of you continue to celebrate and enjoy the gathering together, reveling in your shared pride and joy.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Neteyam is a skilled warrior and takes his role as a protector seriously. He would fight for his partner and defend them with everything he has.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

He is able to read his partner very well and has a deep understanding of their emotions and thoughts.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

If Neteyam were to propose to his partner, he would do so in a way that is meaningful and personal to them, taking into account their shared culture and values as Na'vi from Pandora. He might take them on a special trip to a sacred site on Pandora, where they can connect with the natural world and the spirit of their ancestors. He could then ask for their hand in marriage in a heartfelt and sincere way. No matter how he chooses to propose, Neteyam is likely to make it a memorable and meaningful moment that reflects his love and devotion to his partner.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

What makes Neteyam feel calm is spending time with his partner and being in nature. He finds solace in the beauty and serenity of Pandora's natural world, and feels at peace when he is with his loved ones.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #avatar imagines #neteyam #jake sully #avatar alphabet #avatar headcanons #neteyam x reader

[wordbunch]

SFW Alphabet: Pippin

a/n: whichever big brain anon requested this was absolutely right to do so! he is BABEY and this blog is gradually turning into a Pippin stan account? ALSO I've changed up the template for the alphabet a little bit, so you will see some new categories, yayy <3 i hope you enjoy, please be so kind to reblog and i'm looking forward to any comments <3

A = AFFECTION (how affectionate are they and how do they show affection?) He is literally if affection was a person and he isn't particularly concerned with the notion of personal space. He will show you affection in any and every way possible – endless hugs, always being physically close, giving you little gifts, and most importantly making you laugh as much as he can on the daily basis.

B = BEST FRIEND (what would they be like as a best friend and how would the friendship start?) Very loyal, and of course chaotic and fun, always with some crazy ideas. There is never a dull moment, he likes to just randomly drop by and go on a little adventure with you. However, sometimes you need to be the person who balances out his craziness and energy, so that you don't end up getting into too much trouble.

C = CUDDLES (do they like to cuddle & how?) He absolutely LOVES to cuddle, and he would never stop if he didn't have to. There is no particular favorite cuddling position – they're all equally valid because he gets to hold and be held by his favorite person in the whole world. Some days he will wrap around you as much as possible, other days he wants to be the little spoon, it constantly varies.

D = DOMESTIC (do they want to settle down; how are they at cooking/cleaning?) Quite frankly, he didn't think about any of that before you – he is fairly young after all – but the second he fell in love with you (and you reciprocated it) he was like THIS is what I want for the rest of time!!! He can be a specifically organized mess, but he is very enthusiastic about helping you and learning how to do things around the house, it's really sweet.

E = ENCHANTED (what was their first opinion/feeling about you when you just met?) He was amazed and sort of fascinated by you. It wasn't love at first sight at all, it was just some kind of instant fascination and he knew he wanted to befriend you and get to know you immediately. Very soon, however, he would start feeling a bit too giddy if he ran into you somewhere, and mention you a bit too often to his friends.

F = FIANCE(E) (how do they feel about commitment; how quickly would they want to get married?) Once he is in love with you, he is all yours, with literally no interest in anyone else. Your relationship is basically best friends in love, so he doesn't feel limited in doing anything fun – you will probably just join in anyway. It would be pretty much the same if you got married, and it means having sleepovers with your best friend every single night! So he's totally on board with that, whenever you're up for it. Maybe really fast, actually. Impulse control who?

G = GENTLE (how gentle are they, physically and emotionally?) He is a BABY. Okay yes, he can be a little shit too, but first and foremost he is a baby. He takes too many things to heart and then overthinks them; and while he can admittedly be a little bit impulsive and rash in some decisions, he would never ever act harshly towards you in any way. He literally showers you with love constantly, it's just who he is.

H = HUGS (do they like hugs, how often, what are they like?) Loves loves loves hugs, and your hugs feel like the safest, warmest place in the world. Loves giving and receiving surprise hugs from behind, quick hugs in passing, long hugs to forget about any problems… Depending on the height difference, he'd be a big fan of giving you a side hug and then walking like that – holding hands is just too basic sometimes.

I = I LOVE YOU (how fast they say the L-word) Really quickly and maybe on accident, because he can talk a lot, and it wouldn't be the first time he spoke without thinking. When his own words reach his brain, his facial expression is absolutely priceless, all wide eyes and blushing cheeks.

J = JEALOUSY (how jealous do they get and how they act then) It's extremely rare that he gets jealous, he trusts you with his life and more. If he sees someone getting a little too friendly with you, his first thought would be something among the lines of 'oh nice, they're making new friends!' but if it goes on a little too long, he will feel a bit insecure rather than jealous, and go sulk in a corner somewhere until you find him; you thought it was worrisome how suddenly you couldn't hear him talking someone's ears of or singing on a table. Just go and find him and remind him that he is your favorite person and you would never ditch him for someone else, and the cheerful mood will return.

K = KISSES (what are their kisses like, where do they like to kiss you/be kissed?) Chaotic and cute and plenty! Like previously established, he is the biggest fan of physical affection, but sometimes he still hesitates a little bit when it comes to kissing you in public. Over time he gets more confident about it, and he will just dot a bunch of kisses all over your face until you're a giggling mess. If you kiss him on the forehead or the top of his head, he will melt into a puddle of love because it makes him feel like you're proud to have him.

L = LOVE LANGUAGE (what is their love language and how they show you love) I think his main two love languages, out of the five, would be physical affection and gift giving; but not any necessarily fancy gifts: more like a pretty flower he saw by the road and thought you would appreciate, or a silly little written poem. I know it's not among the five love languages, but MAKING YOU LAUGH is his absolute favorite thing to do, and you have more inside jokes than you can count.

M = MORNINGS (how are mornings spent with them) He loves to sleep in if he can, but once he's awake, he's awake, even if somehow he woke up at 5 am. You always wake up in a tangled mess of limbs and blankets, and in the mornings is when he is quietest, until you start making breakfast together and wake up half the neighborhood with singing, laughing, doing silly voices or accidentally dropping things.

N = NICKNAMES (do they like to use cute nicknames for you/you for them?) He will use every possible existent nickname, and he is partial to coming up with silly ones, just for you. He will most definitely blush if you give him one, it makes him feel super special.

O = OPEN (when would they start revealing things about themselves; everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) He is talkative and trusting, so a lot of things might come out accidentally; and besides, he is quite easy to read anyway. However, when it comes to more emotional matters, or something serious that is bothering him, he might act a little more closed off. All you need to do is remind him once that you'll listen and try to help, no matter what it is, for him to tell you almost everything.

P = PATIENCE (how easily angered are they?) Literally never?? You've never met anyone so chill with the most 'it is what it is' attitude. The only exception is if someone else is in any way rude or threatening to you, then he won't hesitate to give them a piece of his mind.

Q = QUIZZES (how much would they remember about you – every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget most things?) It's very arbitrary, sometimes he will remember something very small and almost insignificant, but forget something more important, or the other way round. He certainly doesn't remember everything, but that's not to say he doesn't try. And it's really okay if he needs you to remind him of something every now and then.

R = REMEMBER (favorite moment in your relationship) The first time when you two spent his birthday together – you actually threw him a surprise party with the biggest homemade cake, a bunch of little presents, and of course, fireworks! There was music and delicious food, and all his friends, and you – it was one of his favorite days of all time, and it spoke volumes on how you felt about him and the things that you'd do.

S = SECURITY (how protective are they; how they'd like to be protected and how they protect you) It's a mixed bag – he is often scared of something happening to you, but also he knows you're perfectly capable of defending yourself and he likes to watch you being all tough and independent. Maybe just for the sake of his confidence, sometimes let him step in and be a little protective, it's cute. If you stand up for him when he is being criticized, he will blush profusely, and give you a shy 'thanks', but he will keep thinking about it for a while.

T = TRY (how much effort do they put into dates, gifts, anniversaries, everyday stuff) He thinks you're too special and too wonderful not to be treated accordingly, and he will try to show you that through a bunch of little things. He loves to surprise you in small ways on at least a weekly basis, but for your birthday or anniversary or something „bigger“ like that, a huge bouquet of flowers is a must (seriously, it's so big that he barely carries it without stumbling), and he will try to make your favorite dessert for you too.

U = UGLY (some bad habits of theirs) Sometimes he unnecessarily doubts himself and even questions whether he is good enough for you, but luckily you can tell when he's overthinking those things almost immediately, and then you reassure him in more ways than one.

V = VACATION (how you spend lazy days and free time) The two of you always get up to something and it’s not that common that you’re just lying around, but in case you are, it’s most likely somewhere outside under the shade of a beautiful tree, catching some sun, talking each other’s ears off and sharing some delicious snacks!!!

W = WISH (something that they really want to do/experience with you?) He wants to do every single thing imaginable with you, because you make everything better and more enjoyable just by being there – the bucket list is endless!

X = XTRA (a random headcanon for them) He is organized but in a chaotic way: while his things might sometimes look like a mess, he always knows where everything is. And he really loves taking baths with obligatory singing.

Y = YUCK (what are some things they dislike generally or in a partner?) People who are mean and/or negative, because he is the exact opposite of those things, always tries to be nice to everyone and look for something positive in every situation.

Z = ZZZ (a sleep habit of theirs) For somebody that small, he takes up an astonishing amount of space in a bed – you have no idea how someone can be so sprawled, yet sleep without a care in the world.

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[shinystar000]

Yayy ☺️🥺 I'd like to make 2 requests, I'd it's oki!

- Naruto x male reader, in which Naruto is attached to reader, but he refuses to admit it until reader needs to leave for a mission, and he's all clingy when reader comes back

- Sasuke x male reader (modern au) in which punk Sasuke has a boyf (reader) and Sasuke likes testing makeups on him?

Thanksss

CLOSED FEELINGS

→ Naruto Uzumaki x m reader

a/n: I love these requests, thank you for the idea! I will update on Sasuke as soon as I can ☕

tw: angst if you squint, stress eating

Naruto and [Y/n] were known as best friends, practically soulmates in their village. In their carefree days as kids, they were inseparable. Pulling pranks, eating ramen, and going on adventures, Naruto appreciated [Y/n]'s loyalty regardless of having a lonely life, especially with the Nine-Tailed Fox sealed inside of him. They were fond of each other, even if Naruto would deny it. As they grew older, their bond was stronger.

Though still close as friends, Naruto couldn't shake the fear of losing him now that they were ninjas. Despite his denial of feelings, there was fondness as he kept a watchful gaze on [Y/n].

Chuckling at the fond memories, he sat up and decided to leave his bed. He couldn't sleep. Putting on his slippers, he went out of his room to the path of [Y/n]'s house was like muscle memory. Standing before the familiar door with plants on the side, he knocked loudly to make sure the other boy heard. A sleepy [h/c] opened the door, his gaze hazy with tiredness as he observed the bright blonde in front of him, Naruto ignored the flutter in his stomach.

"Hey, can I come in?"

[Y/n], making sure Naruto was actually here and not just a figment of his imagination, blinked a few times then letting him in, grumbling.

"Can't sleep again?" [Y/n] asked. Seeing Naruto's nod, he didn't say anything else, a silent acknowledgement of his struggle. This wasn't the first time Naruto came knocking at his door due to insomnia, and each time he was met with the same reassurance that he was "fine." Leading him to his room, [Y/n] held back from scolding the ninja for not going to the doctor. Plopping himself on his stomach, the other boy watched him instantly drifting off back to sleep. The sight alone was enough to make him feel relaxed.

Laying beside him, pulling him into a warm hug from behind. As he moved closer, his blue eyes closed shut, and for the first time in what felt like forever, he finally found the rest that he needed.

Thankfully, [Y/n] didn't question it the next day, used to the closeness. Cuddling and other affections were just a part of the daily life, such as taking a break or training. However, the day took a turn for the worse when he was suddenly ordered to go on a mission, alone. He could only imagine Naruto's reactions–anger, sadness, fear. He knew him well enough to predict his actions, the hardest part would be leaving.

Sitting in a booth, [Y/n] breathed in the familiar scent of smoke and delicious food lingering in the air. He waited patiently until a steaming bowl of ramen was placed in front of him, offering thanks to the old man who had been serving up for years. Breaking the chopsticks, he dug into his meal, finding comfort in the simple act of eating rather than facing what was bothering him.

By the time he almost finished his noodles, he was interrupted by the appearance of a blonde with cute marks on his face. Noticing Naruto's furrowed brows and pressed lips, [Y/n] watched as he slid into the seat opposite of him.

"What happened?" Naruto asked, his expression firm. Oh...he was serious? He tried to hide his nervousness with a small smile. "What do you mean?" Naruto stayed silent with a look on his face, knowing it was an obvious lie, able to read his best friend like a book. "I can tell something is bothering you," he finally said, his observation was right. He snorted at Naruto's comment, using the noodles as a distraction. Sometimes, [Y/n] couldn't help but feel frustrated by how well Naruto knew him. After all, they had been friends for a very long time.

"Looks like we both have some problems," [Y/n] mutters to lighten the mood. But seeing him shake his head, it didn't make either one of them happier.

"[Y/n], I'm serious. What's going on?" Leaving the other boy no choice but to open up. Pushing the bowl towards Naruto in case he wanted anymore noodles that was left, he took a deep breath to steady himself. With his gaze down on his lap, he began to explain. "I'm going on a mission, but you can't come with me. I have to do this alone. I don't know when I'm coming back..." The weight of the words hung heavily in the air, a slow realization sinking in.

"No."

[Y/n] paused at his friend's calm tone, unsure what to say. "No? What do you mean no? Naruto, I have to—" he begins, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words until he got interrupted.

"If you're going, then count me in," [Y/n] leaning forward with a frown, fully aware that it had come to this, he whispered to avoid drawing attention. "Naruto, please, think about the village. I'm a ninja too, I understand the risks." Hearing the gentleness in his voice, Naruto bit his lip, torn between his feelings for the other male. He didn't want to see him go on a stupid mission, especially not someone he loved.

"How will I know you're okay? How will I know that you will come back safe?" With those questions, [Y/n] didn't want to lie to him or keep a big promise such as this one. "You know I can't make any guarantees..." Naruto smacked his lips, scratching his hair, burying the thought of him leaving was coming true. At least it wasn't for good or so he hoped.

After a minute or two of silence, he reached over and gently took his hand, offering comfort. "I won't leave, I'll just be gone for a bit, I promise when I come back, we'll eat a whole bunch of ramen."

At his reassurance, a smile graced his face. Naruto leaned in, their faces mere inches apart, causing [Y/n] to hold his breath at the sudden closeness to try and not panic nor do anything rash as to kiss him. Holding back, there was a better way to admit his feelings and it wasn't here. Not yet, [Y/n] kept saying to himself in his head, not yet, he has to wait. He glance down at his lips for a split second then avoided eye contact to not get too distracted.

"You better come back or I'll go find you myself."

[Y/n] intended to keep the promise. But for now, he had to leave in a few days. Sadly, it passed by quickly and he was already gone. Naruto surely missed him. On the other hand, he was also determined to get stronger. That's what he planned to do: train, eat, go on missions, hang out with his friends, and most of all, write letters to [Y/n]. What was worse, he continued to struggle with sleeping, no better way than to sneak into his best friend's apartment with the spare keys in order to sleep more comfortably.

Months slipped by for the ninja, a feeling turning into a year. Thankfully, a letter arrived from [Y/n], telling about the success of the mission while his return to the village—that day was today. Naruto paced back and forth in front of a restaurant, anxiety coursing through him as he awaited for a certain [h/c]. Thoughts of countless scenarios flooded his mind. He stopped at the sound of footsteps.

There he stood, the most breathtaking sight Naruto ever seen. [Y/n]'s hair styled differently, his skin smoother, maybe loosen a few pounds, though details like that barely matters to the blonde. What captivated him the most was the scar running across his lower lip. He grinned and waved at Naruto, radiating joy while his lips moved, the other boy was in a daze, gazing lovingly at his crush. Before the other could react, his friend pounced on him, and the two tumbled to the ground in a tangled hug.

"Hey! Hmh-"

Widening eyes, he could feel the male on top of him press a firm kiss. Blinking away his shock, [Y/n] slowly returned it. The kiss they shared together was gentle, it felt right...It was meant to be. As the two separated, Naruto gave a few more pecks to the boy below him who let out a laugh, being careless of who saw as it didn't matter anymore if two boys kissing was "wrong." It was perfect.

"Nice to see you too, Naruto."

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Requests: The Witcher: Geralt of Rivia- Spellbound

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader & Ciri x Platonic!Fem!Reader

Pov: Geralt Of Rivia/ Ciri

Warnings: Mages, magic, fighting, Kaer Morhen, Angst, Fluff, memorial statues, death/revival, female witcher!Reader, falling back into love, happy family vibes.

Summary: The only female witcher is frozen in time at Kaer Morhen, but when Geralt brings Ciri there, something magical and extraordinary happens. Reuniting two past lovers.

A/n- @ firefly-graphics for dividers; this is a request.

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The first and last female witcher statue stands in the middle of Kaer Morhen. It’s a daily reminder of my failure to protect her and that I must try to be better for her sake. Vesmir had been a helping hand when I lost her. He was the only father figure I had, and I was more than grateful when he chose to have the stone figure of her placed in Kaer Morhen. It was a reminder of how little there were of Witchers like us, but also that love was forever. 

It just stung too much, and I needed to leave Kaer Morhen. Spring was starting a new, and with that, paths and plans were already ready to be brought to action. I packed my little things and took Roach back on the dirty trails that were now not covered in inches of snow. Yet, this path led to a world I’d instead have never been a part of. A law of surprise that leads to a child. A child born to be the princess of Cintra. 

Many more happened before I knew the law of surprise would put her and me on the same path. I’m more than surprised when it leads me straight to her. In an effort to firstly protect the princess and secondly help her because the duty has sadly fallen to me due to the war. I bring her to Kaer Morhen. I get her there to learn and to be supported by Vesmir; then again, I’m reminded of a promise that I must protect Ciri in every possible way, as I couldn’t do so for Y/n. 

Y/n statue stares at me. Her frozen, hurt face, I can hear the echo of screams and how quickly they were cut off before I could make it to the fight. Her beauty hasn’t left her face. A smile that is in the back of my head, but her voice. That beautiful voice. The only thing that could lull me to sleep and keep my spirits high was fading ever so quickly in my mind. All I had left of her were the memories and the statue. Her dress flew in the wind as she was frozen head to toe. 

It had been a mage, an unhappy mage, that had followed us to the mountainside. I remember it now being about me. The memorial was about many things. Y/n had been the only female witcher, so for one, it was a remembrance of that fact alone. Y/n had also said that if she ever died, in battle or at home, she would love to be able to gaze at the morning sunrise and sunset setting. 

I hadn’t realized how long it had been until I arrived at Kear Morhen. Years had passed, and I had gained the child princess and a few friends in those years. Yet even with the people around me, there was still an ache in my chest, so looking at her frozen staring with that scared expression only caused the hurt to grow. 

I introduced Ciri to everyone. Vesmir understood that this was a unique matter at hand. He helped me in any way I needed. I wake Ciri every morning before the morning rose above the mountain tops. “Come, let’s go practice.” At first, it was with swords and then with combat. And every day, Y/n watched us, unmoving and silent. Every day, like clockwork, Ciri would get distracted as she wandered off the battle arena and towards Y/n’s statue. “Who is this?” There was a tiny plaque at the bottom of her lonely statute—Y/n’s name written in a language known to only a few witchers, one of which was Y/n. 

On the plaque, it reads: 

Y/n, L/n 

The First and Only Female Witcher 

We miss you. 

“Someone important,” I tell Ciri, and that’s where I leave it, but I feel I should know better. Ciri will go on an adventure to figure it out herself, regardless of what I want her to know about it. “Let’s return to practice before you get distracted even further,” I tell Ciri, and she follows me obediently, but there is something, and I can feel it as if Ciri is drawn to Y/n. 

–

Geralt doesn’t talk much about his past, and I know he’s got secrets he’s unwilling to share with me right now. There is just something about that statute. I can’t read the plaque below it, yet I do not care. There is a beauty around her, so everyone had to go to bed to rest every night after I sneak out of the room and walk down to the statue. 

I sneak out to talk to her. Unlike Geralt, she couldn’t give me a look of not understanding or dismissing me when he’d heard enough about my thoughts. I just want and need someone to understand me. I would walk out and talk to her for nights in a row. About anything and everything. How training was going, how much I missed my grandmother, the war, and the magic I felt pumping through my veins. Anything that scared me I talked to her about. 

One night, I thought I got caught. I had snuck out after a late dinner. Geralt had said I needed to do more training than when we first arrived here, yet we had already been here for ages. His words and his calm demeanor pissed me off. “You don’t think I can do it, do you?” I yelled at Geralt. I was standing up from the table. The chair slid and scratched the floor in the process. “I never said that,” Geralt said calmly. “Yet you never say I’m doing good; you just grunt and walk away. You don’t even talk to me about anything. Everything is a damn secret, I just want to understand, yet that was the most difficult thing here.” I screamed before stomping to my room, leaving half-uneaten food on my plate. The sound of echoing feet happened hours later, and when I peeked my head out of the room, there was nobody in the living space. 

“I just don’t understand why he doesn’t talk about things. I just want him to teach me and not just grunt at me and then tell me to repeat what I was just doing.” I fuss at the beautiful statue. She’s cleaned every day, and she almost looks real. If I just climbed up and touched her, she would come to life before me. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m not cut out for this stuff,” I mumble as I look down at the ground before me. I must be too into my thoughts because I don’t hear when Vesmir comes behind me. 

“I see you’re out here talking to our beautiful Y/n.” Vesmir said, “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me, Vesmir.” I said, grabbing onto my chest and holding my fast-beating heart. “Wait, did you just say her name?” I asked, whipping around and asking Vesmir. He smiles down gently at me. “Of course, this is the only female witcher ever. She was the best of the best and a loving woman.” Vesmir adds before stepping further next to me. “I’m assuming from your reaction that Geralt hasn’t told you of the story about our dead Y/n.” I shake my head, “Hmm, I wonder, I must tell you now.” 

“So the story goes as follows. Y/n, the only female witcher, was with Geralt. God, they were in love with each other. They thought a hell of a lot of monsters together, but of course, a love story must always have a villain to it. There was a mage, according to Geralt. That had not taken his various forms of saying no to heart.  The mage had dragged Y/n into the fight that unfortunately put her in this frozen state.” Vesmir says, and as he continues to talk, he looks fondly at her.  

“So Geralt and her were together; no wonder he’s so tightlipped about her. He wouldn’t even tell me her name.” I say sadly, looking back up at her. “She is beautiful.” I say in a low, sadden voice, “Y/n is beautiful, I bet she was a great listener.” I say I hear a chuckle from behind “I wish I could have met her.” I say out loud, clearly. My hand sits on the stone base of her boot. “I figure she would have loved to have met you. You are much like her Ciri.” Vesmir adds. 

Just then there’s this moment of consuming silence. My hand still wrapped around her boot. “Ciri?” I hear Vesmir behind me. “What are you doing?” He asks, there’s shock in his voice, and a bit of terror. “I don’t… what are you talking about?” I ask looking up from the gravel beneath my feet. 

Her statue is lite up with a light blue hue. “I wasn’t… I was just holding her foot that was all I promise you.” The blue hue grows with strength until finally it echos into the sky, streaming onto every single surface it can touch. 

– 

I can sleep here, regardless of the anger that Ciri is pushing towards me. I can only ever sleep here at Kaer Morhen. It brings the past memeoties to the brim of my mind. Y/n fliters through my thoughts. Her voice echoing through my head, the sound of her laugh, the spring scent that followed her around. She was nothing like a witcher, her emotions open and willing to be connected with someone else. I ache in the best and worst ways for her. Yet I don;t dare tell Ciri about her. I can see it now, if Y/n was around she’d just love Ciri. Y/n would be so happy to be acting like her mother. As much as Y/n understood that she was the only female witcher, she also wished to be normal. She wished that she could have kids. It was a sad conversation that the both of us had to have. 

My eyes open with haste. A blue bright light pulling me from my dreams of my perfect family. There’s this searing blue light that is filtering through the walls of Kaer Morhen, and my thought flutter over to Ciri. I hope Ciri is alright. I jump up from the uncomfortable bed. I run through the halls, Ciri’s door is left open. Panic starts to set into my bones. I run around the others coming out of there rooms. The blue hue is fading away, and for a moment I swear I can hear Y/n’s voice. I push that away from my thoughts, as I frantly look for Ciri. I find that the front door is open wide, and when I look out there’s nothing but crumble stone all over the ground. 

“Geralt?” I hear Vesmir say. I look up front he ground swallow hard, bearing for the worst. Instead it’s not the worst. “I need you to believe what I’m about to say.” He says steadily. “Vesmir what are you talking about?” “Just let me finish alright, Ciri has awoken Y/n.” I stand there, my heart beats and my jaw leaps down to the ground in shock. We had tried everything, spells, magic, ruins to fix her condition. “Geralt?” A sweet voice calls from the dust before it all clears. 

There she is, standing in all of her glory. Grey hair that flows in the night wind. Y/n hasn’t aged a single day in the many years that she’s been frozen in her stone state. My hands shake my heart beats so fast I can hear it in my ears. I’ve never fetl a source of panic and relief all in one little moment. “Is that really you?” My voice is shattered and my heart feels as if it’s been broken and put back together all over again. “Oh my dear Geralt. I think you and I both know that it’s me.” Y/n says as her eyes flicker over tot heston slab we put her on, and then to Ciri. My eyes widden with shock. Y/n is most defintly not up there anymore, and the expression on Ciri’s face is easy to read. “Let’s take this inside, is that alright Vesmir?” Y/n asksher voice floating into my ears. It calms my racing heart. 

The walk inside is odd, and perfect all at the same time. We all sit at the same table that Ciri had just recently yelled at me. “Who may this be, Geralt?” She asks me, and it pulls me away from just staring at her. I use to stare at her all the time. Her beauty was always hard to not get distracted by. “This is um… this is Ciri.” I introduce her to Y/n. Y/n smiles sweetly over at her. “It’s a pleasure to met the person who fixed my rather unforotunate situation.” I forget how eloquent Y/n spoke most of the time. “I didn’t know that was going to happen.” Ciri speaks for the first time. “I told Ciri about what happened. Maybe that has something to do with this miracle.” Vesmir says looking over at me. I want to be anger with him and Ciri but the soft, and gentle hand that settles on my arm brings me back to earth. I can’t dare to be mad at either of them.

“I think we should thank them Geralt. As for without their efforts I would not have come back to you.” Y/n says looking over at me. I nod simply. “Thank you for bringing her back to me, Ciri. I owe you a lot more now.” Ciri looks at me notching her head to the side. “Geralt you don’t owe me anything. I just wanted to know moe about Y/n.” Ciri says look at he pair of us. “I would love to tell you more about me in the morning I’m rather tired.” Y/n says it like there’s nothing wrong with that fact. “Will you take me to bed, Geralt?” Y/n asks me, her grasps holding me tight. I shake my head not able to talk just yet. “I missed you.” Y/n says as we walk towards the room we used to share. 

Completed on: 08/27/23

Posted on: 08/28/23

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Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked, but they did… and one night after Wednesday let go of years of discipline and logic that had kept her heart hardened, and finally gave into passion with Enid… it began a journey that would eventually lead to marriage, two twin children, and many incredibly unexpected adventures for their new family.

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From the Diary of Wednesday Addams:

"I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched". It is a quote by Edgar Allan Poe that I have never forgotten. While the specifics of his death have been shrouded in mystery for lifetimes now, it takes only a focused mind to realize it was love that drove him to take his own life. For a mind can no longer remain sane when it opens itself to the maddening desires of the flesh. For logic, rational thinking, tactical planning, and unclouded judgment have no place in the presence of romantic entanglement. I have seen how it clouds my parents' judgment at all times, and makes them behave like fools. Unlike them however, I have learned to keep my mind far more disciplined; always able to be far more prepared and focused on any task at hand. However one night... years of discipline and logic had been forgot... in the passion of a moment..."

Wednesday Addams was walking down the hallway of her dormitory at Nevermore Academy wearing a black bath robe. As Wednesday was headed towards the communal showers, suddenly her room-mate Enid appeared wearing a pink robe, and ran over to Wednesday as she said, "Oh, hey roomie. You taking a shower too? Mind if I join you? We have so much to catch up on." Wednesday barely made eye contact with Enid as she said, "Then you may save my time by writing it down and allowing me to look upon it later. I can read over 200 words a minute, and am experienced at knowing how to skim past trivial information." Enid giggled and said, "Girl, you actually are funny. But come on. We have so many details to spill." Wednesday sighed as she looked at Enid and said, "Enid... your constant need to act like a loyal puppy that shoots out streams of nonsensical words of affection maddened me upon first arrival here at Nevermore Academy. However..." Enid with optimism in her voice, interrupted Wednesday as she said, "However now we're total besties. I know. I mean the other day when I complained about those crows being too noisy, you shot them down with that rifle you stole. I mean you almost got expelled for bringing a firearm into school, but it was knowing you were just trying to help that made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside." Wednesday looked slightly nervous for a second, and then said, "The ravens weren't native to this area. They would've disrupted the fragile ecosystem. But with all that being said, my daily half hour of taking a shower is one I prefer to do in peace." Enid smiled as she said, "Got it... So I'll make sure to lock the door after we both go in there so no one will bother us." Wednesday had a look of anger on her face as she continued to walk forward.

Soon Wednesday and Enid walked into the communal bathroom and shower room still wearing their bath robes. As they approached the sink, the two girls got out their toothbrushes and bottles of toothpaste they had in their pockets while Enid said, "So me and him decided to just be friends, and well... now I'm single again. I'm okay with it, but... it is kind of sad." As Wednesday put toothpaste on her toothbrush, she said, "It is sad... considering whenever you went out on dates, it allowed me to have more time to myself in the dorm." Then as Enid put toothpaste on her toothbrush she said, "Oh yeah. You're single too. Sorry things didn't work out for you recently. Still, I'm sure you'll find happiness one day Wednesday. Think you'll find that special man to settle down with one day?" After Wednesday finished brushing her teeth she said, "My mind and soul is not one to be trifled with. For my heart is filled of a darkness infected by cruelty; because it was my crime to have no man on Earth who cared for me, or loved me." As Enid finished brushing her teeth she said, "Oh, so you're not into guys then? Messaged received." An annoyed looking Wednesday then said, "No. I am what the eclectic youth of today would refer to as: asexual."

Enid chuckled and said, "Hey. We're all teenagers at this school. Each one of us is a sexual beast deep inside. I may not want to be a werewolf, but when I lost my virginity to my next door neighbor when I was 13, I was a beast in his bed." A suddenly curious Wednesday then said, "You... have consummated your affections with another individual before?" Enid then casually said, "Yeah. I mean... our relationship didn't last. We were young and didn't know what we were doing. But I can't change the past. What was meant to be is what happened. I have no regrets." A still curious Wednesday then said, "So... you opened yourself up completely to another individual... your emotions led you down a path that did not result in fulfillment... and yet you are still not disturbed by that?" Enid then casually said, "I choose instead to just focus on the future. When me and the boy I lost my virginity to broke up, I was hurt at first. But eventually I had to move on. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." Then Wednesday calmly said, "Well... on that philosophy I wholeheartedly agree."

Then Enid stepped towards one of the showers as she said, "Well... time to get clean." Then Enid slowly slipped off her pink bath robe. As she did, Wednesday felt her eyes drawn to Enid's body, which she had never seen naked before. For a moment, Wednesday found her mind feeling drawn to Enid's nude form... but then snapped back to reality, and then slowly took off her bath robe and joined Enid in the shower. As Wednesday put shampoo in her hands, Enid checked out Wednesday's body and said, "Dang girl. You have like... the most perfect naked body I have ever seen." Wednesday felt a loss for words for a moment, and then said, "And you as well... considering you are the first naked underage female I have seen in my entire life." A curious Enid then said, "Wait. You mean you've never looked at porn or like Playboy magazines before?" As Wednesday began to wash her hair, she said, "I choose to use my time more productively. However I can understand why men in many cultures of our world have grown obsessed with the image that is of a beautiful and objectified naked woman, and the fantasy of being their lover. For man always values that which is fleeting, and what is more fleeting than a woman's beauty and her life. The death then of a beautiful woman is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world, and equally is it beyond doubt that the lips best suited for such topic are those of a bereaved lover."

Then a slightly confused Enid said, "So... you're saying if I died, there would be a bunch of guys out there that would be totally depressed?" As Wednesday glanced at Enid's naked body again she said, "Undoubtedly some men would mourn the loss of their fantasy involving you never coming to pass." Then a sympathetic sounding Enid said, "Well... if you were ever gone Wednesday... I'd feel really bad. Because you never got a chance to open yourself up to love, along with... making love." Wednesday began to wash her naked body under the shower as she turned away and said, "I'd prefer not cloud my judgment with emotional entanglements." Enid then stepped towards Wednesday and said, "But Wednesday, you're so super smart and skilled. Also, you're like one of the strongest girls I know. Stronger beyond measure. If things didn't work out with someone you slept with... I know you would be okay and come out still the strong independent women you are. I mean... come on. You're still a teenager. There's gotta be someone you're attracted to here at this school."

Wednesday then looked down with a troubled look on her face. Enid for a moment thought Wednesday was looking away from her. Then Enid noticed Wednesday's eyes were checking out her wet naked body, and then Enid's eyes widened as she said, "Oh... oh my. You... Wednesday... I'm flattered. But... how long have you had a crush on me?" Wednesday keeping her usual serious tone said, "I... have never experienced a crush on anyone. When I first moved into our dorm, your personality and life preferences made me want to consider actions of homicide. However as I stood over your defenseless sleeping body the first night I moved in, I... found myself feeling... pity for you... and eventually... a form of... special respect. However... I do not wish to go steady or put a ring on it as you may say." Enid then waved her hands briefly and said, "No, no. That's okay. Look Wednesday... we don't have to put on a label on what you are or how you feel. I mean... I've felt something for you since you moved in. But it's hard for me to put it into words too. So... how about we just explore how we feel tonight. And when morning comes, if you want to keep exploring our feelings, we will. And if you don't want to keep exploring it, that's fine. We can act like it never happened. No strings attached with me. You can do whatever you want with me. Is that okay?" Wednesday was still for a moment, and then she silently nodded her head.

Both Wednesday and Enid stood still in the showers for a moment as they starred at each other's naked bodies, while also waiting for the other to make the first move. Then Enid noticed despite the room being warm, Wednesday's hands were slightly shaking. Enid then made a little smile, and decided to make the first move. She moved towards Wednesday and then kissed her on the lips. It was a three second short kiss, as Wednesday remained completely still, while only Enid leaned her upper body and head forward. Wednesday and Enid looked into each other's eyes again, waiting to see what would happen next. This time however Wednesday leaned her head forward slightly. Enid leaned her head forward more, and then the two teenage girls kissed again. Enid then wrapped her arms around Wednesday's back. Enid then broke her kiss with Wednesday and smiled, while Wednesday looked confused. Enid giggled and said, "It's okay. Just go at your own pace, and explore how you feel. Whatever you wanna do, we'll do."

Then Wednesday suddenly and quickly shoved Enid hard into the shower wall with her shoulders pinned. Wednesday immediately kissed Enid more aggressively now as Enid looked shocked at first, but soon began to look pleased and responded by moving her fingers through Wednesday's long hair. Wednesday meanwhile ran her hands down Enid's wet backside, and soon found herself grabbing her roommate's firm smooth buttocks. Wednesday squeezed Enid's butt cheeks, causing Enid to moan. Suddenly though the two girls found themselves almost slipping on the wet shower floor. Enid caught Wednesday from falling down, and then said, "Umm... maybe we should switch this to another location?" Wednesday then to Enid's surprise: made a grin.

In less than a minute, Wednesday and Enid were on Enid's bed in their dorm room completely naked while kissing. However soon the kissing moved from each other's lips to all over their bodies. Then in a private moment only the two young women would ever remember... they made love. For hours, Enid and Wednesday pleasured the other in the most intimate way possible; causing the other to moan in pleasure and even call out the others' name. After hours passed though, soon the love making between the two young women ended. Exhausted, both Enid and Wednesday began to fall asleep. The last thing Wednesday saw before she drifted to sleep was Enid smiling at her, and the last thing Enid saw before she drifted to sleep was Wednesday's face full of many mixed emotions...

The next morning Enid slowly woke up, and saw a blanket was covering most of her naked body. Enid then turned her head and saw a fully dressed Wednesday was sitting in a chair nearby finishing her breakfast. Enid smiled and said, "Hey beautiful. So... did you have as good time as I did last night?" As Wednesday began to prepare to clean the breakfast table, she said, "It was... very pleasurable." Then a curious Enid said, "But... how do you feel? I mean... emotionally and mentally? I mean for me... I feel so alive and happy right now. I mean... you literally made me hit my climax six times in one night, and I made you hit your climax seven times. I mean... you were doing some crazy stuff I never know you were capable of. I mean... that whole experience had to have affected you in some way, or caused something to change in your mind." As Wednesday cleaned the table, she said, "Well... the experience did cause me to think about us... in another life." A confused Enid then said, "You mean... you think we could only be together in a different life?"

Wednesday turned her head and said, "No. I mean in a past one. You see, I have visions of the past sometimes, and... as I experienced my orgasm last night, I saw a vision of us in a past life. The two of us were lovers. In my vision, we were two women that looked just like us in the 1800's in a small English village. We had deep romantic feelings for one another, but upon our sexual activities being discovered by the terrible village elders, we were sentenced to a private execution. And that execution as it happened, felt as real as I've felt anything. Bullets after bullets penetrated my flesh, my muscles, my face, my heart. In my vision I felt the cold release of death take over me... and the feeling came to me just as I felt myself hit my final climax. It truly was the most wonderful sensation I've ever felt in my life."

A confused Enid then said, "Wait. What was the most wonderful sensation? The sex or the shooting in your... You know what, it's all good. So do you like... wanna do that again some time? Or we could dial things back, and just take a walk in the woods together and talk some more." Wednesday made a little smile and said, "A nice idea... but your chains do not extend as far as the woods. I shall see you later." Wednesday then left the room and closed the door behind her. A confused Enid then tried to get up, but felt something strange. Enid then took the blanket off her naked body, and saw she was chained to the bed by her ankles. Enid looked very freaked out for a moment... but then calmed down... smiled... and said, "I think we're definitely gonna do it again."

THE END

LINKS BELOW TO READ ENTIRE SERIES:

-Download Link to Read All my Past Wenclair Stories in One PDF

-https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14168842/1/The-Passion-of-a-Moment-Enid-and-Wednesday-s-Family-and-Legacy (Web Link for M-rated version of my stories)

-https://archiveofourown.org/works/43420609 (alternate Web Link for M-rated version of my stories)

-https://www.wattpad.com/user/WenclairFamily (Web link for T-rated version of my stories)

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[intothegenshinworld]

Ask: Hii!! Can I request Zhongli/Xiao/Scaramouche (optional)/Albedo/Diluc reacting to their s/o body who has lots of past scars and bruises? S/o was an adventure who loves taking risk no matter how big it is. So I was wondering about their reaction!!! I hope it makes sense!

Note: Heya! This is more focused on the ‘having scars/bruises’ part rather than the adventuring. I’m a bit late but I hope you enjoy it :D !!THIS IS A REPOST!! THE FIRST TIME IT DIDNT SHOW IN TAGS

You're an adventurer. You take on quests from the adventurers guild weekly, and you’ve explored a big part of Teyvat in the past. Your experience is something that makes people respect you. Though, your significant other can't help but worry when there's a new scratch or bruise on your body.

You’re capable of defending yourself. Diluc knows this. It’s not uncommon for you to take on commissions without him. But, every time you kiss him goodbye, he freezes in his place. Diluc’s crimson eyes would follow your figure as leave him behind for the day, and no matter how many times you’ve returned, he can’t help but feel that this might be the last time he’ll see you.

It’s early in the morning when Diluc takes a break from the work in Dawn Winery,– he can’t sit still and do paperwork,–   so he visits Angels share to help Charles. He’s good at hiding his emotions, but the people close to him notice the distant look in his eyes.

It’s in these moments that Kaeya tends to keep to himself, choosing to not tease the redhead for today. He’d watch his brother from the corner of his eye. Diluc is undoubtedly swimming in the endless pool of his thoughts, thinking about you and your safety. Both brothers know why the redhead acts the way he does. It’s not that Diluc doesn’t trust you,  –   it’s the past that chains him down with fear.

In the evening he arrives back home. He’d patiently wait for your return home. With a book in his hand he’d pretend to read, not that he’s able to focus on the words when you’re late. The moment he hears the door open a heavy weight lifts off of his shoulders. His gaze is strong but you see the fragility in them as he approaches you. Warm hands cradle your face and he firmly presses his lips onto yours.

Should you have any wounds, he’ll personally take care of them. Diluc has his own scars and doesn’t bat an eye to any you have. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’ve lived your life, and he lived his. But from this moment onwards he’ll be by your side, so please, keep yourself safe for his sake.

‘’Welcome home, love. How was the commission? Oh... Yes, my day was alright. The book?’’  he gazes over to the table where he had left the object. His face flushes red when he noticed what he’d been reading. ‘’Ah... You’re right, it’s a dictionary. It seems I mistakenly grabbed the wrong book while I was awaiting your return.’’

Even before becoming Xiao’s significant other, he’d promise to always be there for you. Just call his name, trouble or not, he’ll be there for you. It wasn’t the most romantic moment in your relationship, but on that day Xiao realised he’d protect you with his life, should such day arrive.

Golden eyes filled with concern watch your every step as you clean any wounds that might be worse than normal. Xiao is worried his karma affects on your in these moments and tends to stay at a safe distance. If you’re unable to take care of yourself, he’ll step in.

Your meeting place with him was the Wangshu inn. The owner knew both you and Xiao for a while now and offered you a free room once you started visiting the Yaksha daily.

On the days you return from a difficult comission, Xiao'll be the first to know. Before you can get cleaned up, he’ll make an appearance to check up on any new bruises, cuts or marks. If you’re hurt he’d feel disappointed in himself. It’s his task to protect you. Had you called his name? Had he been too busy to hear you? It’d take some time for him to put it in words, but when he does he’ll explain his feelings. He really cares about you. Why didn’t you call him?

On the nights when you’re unable to sleep, Xiao will gladly keep you company. He doesn’t need 'sleep' and he loves the sight of you cosy under the blankets as he holds your body close to his. Xiao’s fingers would trail along your arms and collarbones. You wouldn’t be aware of it, he only does so when you’re asleep, but he lingers his touch on the scars you have. He’d lean down and kiss them, hoping to never see another one appear on your skin.

‘’Next time call my name...’’ He doesn’t let you finish your sentence. ‘’Don’t even think about it, you’re never a bother to me.’’ Even from a distance you see the worry leave his eyes as you promise you will wait for him next time.

Albedo isn’t exactly human but he understands the concept of getting hurt and needing to rest. Dragonspine isn’t the safest place, and whenever you visit him you’re bound to run into hillicurls or monsters. He navigates these lands easier than anyone else and would know if there’s danger. In those moments he’d pop up besides you and guide you to his camp for the remaining journey to his camp.

In all honesty, he wishes to accompany you wherever you went, but your passion for adventure is something he deeply respects. Besides, you’re strong enough to protect yourself. Just don’t overdo it.

If you return from a difficult commission, he’d playfully scold you. As an adventurer you should know your limits, and as his lover you should try harder to keep yourself safe. For any particular nasty marks on your skin he’d make a potion (one of the nasty but very effective ones) to speed up the healing process and ease your pain. He always gives you hot choco after the potion, so it’s a fair exchange.

There was a moment when Albedo offered to remove any scars from your body. It was the same night of the day you arrived home with a deep wound. He held you close as he explained the process of removing your scars. You know he hates seeing them, it’s a reminder that you’ll eventually die, but he’ll never judge you for them.

‘’Don’t push yourself. Next time I’ll come with you.’’ Albedo smiles when he hears your concerns. ‘’No worries, I can finish my experiments when you’re all warmed up... For now, come closer. You’ll be safe as long as I’m near, so take a rest.’’

Zhongli lived long enough to know that your wounds will heal–, and so he doesn't worry that much. His eyes would calculate which marks needed more care, which ones needed a longer time to heal, and which ones would forever stay forever marked on your body.

He enjoys taking care of you, and by extension, your wounds. Whenever you fought a hard battle you’d arrive home to the sounds of rushing water and Zhongli waiting for you. He’d take your dirty clothes away as you’d sink your body in the bath he prepared. When he returns he’ll listen as you ramble about your day, and in return you listen to his.

Zhongli knows when you’re tired, there is no hiding it from him. The way you move your body with more effort, the days your body needs more rest, the way you’d stumble over your words. When such day arrives, he’d cuddle up with you on the couch. He’d talk to you, maybe read a book, but the moment you close your eyes he’d lose his focus as he watches your chest rise and fall. It’s a normal sight for humans, but it brings great comfort to Zhongli.

When the night sets, his warm amber eyes would watch over your sleeping figure as his long slender fingers trace the scars on your body. He rests like a human but never actually sleeps. He's an Archon. This also means he carved his own body and thus misses the scars an ordinary person would have. But each and every single mark on your skin would be remembered. The stories you told him when you got which scar, and which ones you got before and after he entered your life.

''Darling, these marks won't make me think less of you. Human fragility isn’t new to me, so let me take care of you.'' He brings up your hand to his lips. ‘’Perhaps I shall accompany you next time. It’s been a while since I’ve set out on an adventure.’’

#Genshin #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #diluc x reader #zhongli x reader #albedo x reader #xiao x reader #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc genshin impact #Albedo #genshin xiao #xiao #xiao genshin impact #albedo genshin #zhongli #genshin zhongli #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios

[killa-trav]

things i did today:

had a massive identity crisis at 7am (not fun)

pampered myself (i just washed my hair properly and cut my nails n put moisturiser on that's as far as my pampering goes)

had a sing song to t swizzle in the shower (highly recommend btw i just had folklore on was straight up vibes man)

went to the library and did my diss (we are still at the library n we are grinding hard)

that's it that's my tuesday

#ik the day isn't over but all i'm doing for the rest of the day #is going to have dinner n thats it #cos football training isn't on cos it's easter holidays #h's daily adventures

[sl33py-day]

Nothing lasts forever

Warning: Gore, child death, Death, wrongful convictions, tell me if I missed anything!

A/n: wrote this cause I’m trying to get better at Agnst. Also can be for Genshin Impact but is more TBHK.

It was a snowy morning of December 13, 1880 as children ran through the streets of the tiny town. Many people were doing there daily work wearing either another layer of clothing or a blanket to keep warm from the cold. The small children would play outside in the snow while their parents would work. It was a normal day as usual for the town.

A boy with H/c walked along the snow covered roads that headed towards the town. He wore his usual white like hood that had gold patterns along the white fabric with tiny black flowers on the bottom. He had to go to the next town over for a few things and he’s coming back after weeks of being away.

When he entered the gates of the town many of the nearby children rushed towards the male. All the kids were very happy to see M/n and where saying hello. The children of the town viewed M/n as an older brother. All the adults trusted him and would ask him if they needed anything or needed help. As he walked people waved hello with a smile.

“Mr. M/n, are you going back home?” A little boy the age of 6 asked as you headed up the road. You nodded at the boy who looked saddened by the news. After a few seconds his face lit up in hope as he looked at the taller male.

“Will you come back to town tomorrow? I wanna go to the river with you!” The boys voice held hope and excitement as he looked up at M/n. Standing for a moment thinking about if you could come back to town tomorrow before nodding your head.

The boys baby blue eyes sparkled in happiness before he jumped onto m/n. He smiled up at the older male with his eyes closed. You smiled back at him as you giggled.

“You have to ask you parents if you could go to the river tomorrow. But if not I’m still here.” You told the boy as you bent down to his level. Ruffling his hair slightly before bidding goodbye and farewell to the people of the town.

The boy you talked to was Nero Hayashi a lovely boy who loves to go on adventures with you. He always had a smile on his face along with a hello when meeting him. He had curly black hair that would always get tangled and baby blue eyes that would sparkle whenever he was happy.

His father was currently ill and was not able to get out of bed. Leaving his mother to be the one to do the work but she’s didn’t really mind that much. Although his parents did fight sometimes and when that happens he try’s to find M/n. He lived in the red house towards the entrance of the town, no one can miss it.

The next day came quickly as you traveled down the road to the town. On a snow covered rock sat Nero who was swinging his legs back a forth while waiting. The snow on the ground made a crunchy sound alerting the black haired boy.

“Mr. M/n! My parents said I can go to the river with you! But I have to be back home around lunch time..” He called out as you walked closer to him. His gaze was on the floor as he grabbed your hand. He was sad that he couldn’t get more time to stay at the river.

“It’s ok Nero. We can still be able to do a lot of things.” You told him while you walked to the center of the town. To get to the river you had to go down the path that lead to the gates of the town. Passed the gates a mile away laid flowers of many different kinds. The way the flowers are arranged it makes it seem like it makes a path. Follow the path and it will lead you to a gentle river where many kids go to play and clean clothes.

Along the way more kids came with you to the river. It was a nice walk as you all decided to play hide and seek. You where the one to count as the kids went to hid behind trees or bushes. Some thought laying in the water would hid them, it only made them more cold.

Once you where done counting you went to look for the children. Running from tree to tree as you caught the one’s hidden behind them. It was only after you realized that you haven’t found Nero yet. So all the children and you looked for him.

“Nero! The games over! You can come out now!” No response no matter how loud you where. You kept looking for hours though after some time you had to stop. The sun was going down and you still had children to take home. You just thought he went home like he said he would.

Many days passed and there was no word of where Nero went. His mother didn’t leave her house after that trip to the river. Everyone thought it was because of the news of her child’s disappearance so they left her alone.

Deciding that you should go and look one last time for Nero at the river. Though that would end in a devastating mistake.

You walked down the path like flowers towards the river. The weather has become more harsh over the days. Winds being slightly more intense causing it to be deadly cold. Snow falling heavily making walking difficult. You knew the chances of finding Nero was slim to none but you needed to try. It’s the best thing you could do.

Looking around every tree, shouting his name every so often when needed to, but still no results. That was until you found the hat he was wearing covered in snow on the ground. Your gaze went from the hat to the ground around it.

Tiny specks of red covered the surface. Was he alive? The snowfall would have made it near to impossible to see the blood. Still you followed the specks as it led you back to the river. Your eyes followed towards the end of the red specks as your eyes widen in fear and shock.

Right there, at the edge of the river, laid Nero. His body was covered in the now falling snow but you could see as clear as day the red puddle around him. It went into the water of the river making the clear glass like river turn into a crimson blood red. His body was face down as his head was in the water.

Seeing this had given you two thoughts. One, he was killed by someone recently as the woman of the town went to clean their clothes yesterday. Secondly, something’s up with his parents.

You ran back towards the town and to Nero’s house. Everyone looked confused and worried about what’s going on. Running to the door before opening it roughly. Multiple people yelled at you to stop and many questions what’s happening.

When you ran through the house no one was in sight. That was until you passed a room that lead to the back of the house. It was dim but the light from outside was enough to see 2 figures laying on the floor.

The father laid on his futon with blood all around him. The mother laid not to fair as a knife was sticking from her head. It was a gruesome sight to see, blood filled each corner and stained the white sheets of the futon.

Everything you feared came true yet the nightmare wasn’t even over. The Hayashi family was killed. First was Nero, second was the parents.

Everyone became panicked when they heard about what happened, which took a day. Parents wouldn’t let there kids outside at night and kept a close eye on them during the day.

Yet, everyone became suspicious of the h/c boy. He was the last on that saw Nero and was the only one checking on his parents. Even though the kids of the town told them that you where playing with them and had no idea that Nero was taken. No one believed them and kept them away from the boy.

After a while everyone thought they knew who did it. They believed that M/n L/n killed the family. No one knows who came up with the rumor of him going to the family’s house late at night. But they believed it and now it cost his life.

“I didn’t do it! Please! I’m telling the truth!” Screaming out in fear and pain as people of the town tied his hands behind his back. Tears fell from his face as they told him what’s going to happen.

“You are hereby guilty due to the murder of the Hayashi family. Therefore you are going to be hanged as punishment.” A person yelled out. All the color and hope drained away from your face. Your E/c filed with tears making it hard to see. Screams and yells of the town was all that you could hear.

All the kids under 10 where scared and terrified because M/n did nothing. He didn’t do it yet people won’t listen cause they’re kids. The people who aren’t gathered around in the crowed asked each other the same question.

“Are you going to the hanging tree?”

“Please listen! I didn’t kill them!!” You yelled one more time in your last hope that they listened. It was a failed attempt as they dragged you along the snowy path towards the tree.

Fear was all that you feel. Your dying for something you didn’t even do. No one will listen, no one will try to listen. All you could do was get it over with.

The two people who where dragging you pulled you up as another person wrapped the rope around you.

“Any last words before you die?” The person asked as you blinked the tears and nodded Taking a deep breath before you glared at the adults in the crowd. Fear was still there but was slowly being replaced with seething rage and anger. They decided to punish you due to another persons false witness. They didn’t listen to the children that was with you.

“Rot. In. Hell. You mother fuckers.” You yelled out making everyone gasp in shock. The person in front of you looked at both the men holding you up before nodding their head.

“Drop him.” Was all they said as the people kicked the stool under you. All you was felt the rope around your neck tighten as it cut your airway off.

Out of instinct you tried to take the rope off even though your hands are tied behind your back. After minutes of struggling everything went black.

Everything seemed to be fine after a while. Everything was black so you just come to the conclusion your dead. That was until a ball of glowing bright light showed up out of nowhere. Reaching out to touch it as it blasted in a blinding bright light.

Blinking a few times to clear your vision only to see that your still at the tree. Confused and tired you started to walk towards the village. Everyone was walking around but they all had a gloomy expression.

The cold air was blowing as leaves flew all around the place. The snow was gone. How long has it been? ‘I’m a ghost aren’t I?’ You thought as you walked back to the tree. Only then you noticed a gravestone sitting by the truck.

————- M/n L/n 1865-1880 A wonderful human that’s life went horribly wrong —————

‘Ha, there saying it like they weren’t the ones that decided to kill me.’ You thought as you bent down to pick up the flowers and the notes by the gravestone.

‘We’re sorry, We tried to do everything to stop them. Yet they yelled at us saying that we’re just kids so we don’t know what happened. I hope your doing well. Bye Mr. M/n’

All of the notes said something similar. All of them where written by the children of the village as if they knew you you would read it.

You leaned against the tree and looked up at the sky. The clouds moved softly as the winds picked up. You have a soft smile and closed your eyes.

‘I wonder what’s going to happen next….’

#tbhk x reader #male reader #Tbhk x male reader #Yandere tbhk #Genshin Impact x reader #yandere genshin imagines #Genshin impact x male reader #Yandere genshin #Yandere TBHK #yandere genshin impact #gender neutral reader #gn reader #yandere #yandere genshin x reader

[daintybunniblog]

guidelines or rules, rewards, and punishments for little space

rule ideas:

bedtime

no swearing

controlling sweets intake

listening to you

brush daily

drink water and eat every day

tell you when they're unhappy

keep your room clean

monitor and limit screen time

chores

do all homework/work

always use manners

take medicine

no talking to strangers

no s/h

punishment ideas:

if a little has been breaking the rules, you should discipline them. however, they may be acting out due to big feelings so make sure to check in on them. remember, never take away a comfort item or yell at them.

no sweets

writing lines

timeout

no social media

reward ideas:

stay up past bedtime

new stuffies

candy/sweets

a fun adventure/date

blanket fort

no chores for the day

reading a story before bed

#agere #babycore #age regression #agere blog #agere caregiver #coquette #princesscore #age regressor #little space #little blog #age regressive #age dreaming #inner child #healing #mental health #therapy #self help

[neapaulatan]

Neapaulatan's Writeblr & Artblr Introduction!

[ID in the alt]

Hello beautiful people~

i'm paula or neapaulatan!

she/they

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aspiring illustrator and graphic novelist

digital illustration: photoshop, procreate, clip studio paint, illustrator

I'm open for commissions! See here!

Find me on:

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Favorite Books/Comics/Graphic Novels: The Adventure Zone, Persepolis, The Outsiders

Favorite Video Games: Skyrim, Horizon Zero Dawn & Forbidden West, God of War Series, Minecraft

Favorite Anime/Manga: InuYasha, FMA:B, Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid

Favorite Artists: Gabriel Picolo, Gretel Lusky, Danica Sills, Roger Witt

Current WIPs Below!

(Let me know if you'd like to be added to a taglist for one or multiple!)

Where Demons Hide

Genre: YA fantasy

Tropes/themes: found family, good vs. evil, destiny, redemption

Content warnings: blood/gore, racism, homophobia, kidnapping, implications of rape, mental illness trauma, death

Status: Drafting

Blog tag: #wdh

When twins Mira and Vera discover they have magical powers, they uncover the truth that their late mother was a fae, and their long-lost father is a demon. Their father comes after them for their rare and newly emerging powers, but when they try to run, Vera is kidnapped and Mira is thrown into the fae realm with nothing but a mysterious grimoire by their mother. Mira must maneuver this new, magical realm, find her sister, and stop her father, or else lose the last family she has left.

Cool & Hotshot

Genre: high fantasy, superheroes

Tropes/themes: fighting against religion/tradition, love, sacrifice, who's the real villain?

Content warnings: blood/gore, torture, mental illness, trauma, death

Status: Outlining

Blog tag: #c&h

When pryomancer Mel skips an important sacrifice at the temple, he runs into a rebellious cryomancer, Jessie, who only gets him into more trouble. She's wanted by the government, and when they're caught, they're given an ultimatum: become government-sanctioned superheroes and fight terrorism, or die. In choosing to live, their previous identities disappear and they emerge as dynamic duo, Cool and Hotshot. But when they're tasked with taking down a mysterious rebel leader known only as Void, Cool and Hotshot begin to question whose side they should really be on.

Near Death Experiences

Genre: fantasy, slice of life

Tropes/themes: death, being friendships with extraordinary circumstances

Content warning: death, mild sexual content

Status: One comic strip done

Blog tag: #nde

Will is a shy 20 year old fighting depression just trying to get by. But when Death accidentally kills her, they have to make it up to her—by bringing her back to life and becoming her best friend. Join Will on her daily adventures as she maneuvers learning how to be friends with Death and teach them how to act human enough to not get caught.

#writeblr #writeblr intro #writers on tumblr #writeblr community #artblr intro #writerblr #writer community #writing community #writblr #artblr #graphic novel #fantasy writing #writers of tumblr #amwriting #wip #comics #writing #fantasy #wtwcommunity #wip intro

[balladeerssong]

;; ｍｏｏｎｌｉｇｈｔ ｂｌｅｓｓｉｎｇ;;

ᵍᵉⁿˢʰⁱⁿ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ᵍᵉⁿᵉʳᵃˡ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿˢ.

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵃˡᶜᵒʰᵒˡ ⁽ⱽᵉⁿᵗⁱ⁾!

ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ⁱⁿᶜˡᵘᵈᵉᵈ: ᴬˡᵇᵉᵈᵒ, ᴮᵉⁱᵈᵒᵘ, ˢᶜᵃʳᵃᵐᵒᵘᶜʰᵉ, ᵀʰᵒᵐᵃ, ⱽᵉⁿᵗⁱ, ᶻʰᵒⁿᵍˡⁱ

ᴬ/ᴺ: ᵐʸ ᵇⁱᵃˢ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᶜᵃʳᵃ ⁱˢ ˢʰᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ˡᵒˡ. ʰⁱˢ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ˡᵒⁿᵍᵉʳ⁻

𝔸𝕝𝕓𝕖𝕕𝕠

At first, he only saw you as a material to his researches and nothing more. You visited him in Dragonspine every now and then, you didn't really get the chance to get to know each other.

However, he became more and more curious - he had so many unanswered questions that could be answered by observing you. And so became spending time in the mountains part of your daily routine.

Silent observations also turned into hours-long conversations, and after a while (with a little help from Klee!) you two decided to call each other lovers.

As much as he'd love to spend all day and night with you, he still puts work first. After all, it's understandable; researching and alchemy has been part of his life since forever, he can't suddenly let it go.

But don't worry a bit, you also have your fair share of his precious time! Once he finishes work, you're the first and only one he's looking for.

He enjoys having you with him while he's working. You can occupy yourself however you'd like, your presence alone is relaxing to him and it makes him work just a tiny bit more precisely and better :)

Babysitting Klee together is also a regular occurance! She likes drawing the three of you together (sometimes even just you and Albedo). He keeps all of the drawings on his cork board <3

Loves to fall asleep next to you, focusing on your breath speeding up and slowing down while he hugs you close and plays with your hair. It doesn't take him long to close his eyes and drift into the land of dreams, still seeing you there because he loves you so much.

𝔹𝕖𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕦

She is SO FUN to be around! It's so easy to lose track of time when you hang out with her and her presence alone can make all of your problems suddenly disappear.

Her crew knows you very well and they appreciate you being there! They find their captain genuinely happy with you being around, so they're thankful for bringing good fortune to the ship :)

Beidou is known for being carefree and wild, so please pay attention to what she's doing. Yes, she's a grown woman and she knows common sense, but she crosses a few boundaries sometimes.

It doesn't matter what you two are doing or where you two are, she always pays extra attention to your comfort and well-being. - The pub is too noisy and crowded? Let's go outside and get some fresh air! - Someone is making you feel uneasy and nervous? You have a protective arm around your shoulder and a sexy pirate telling that person to kindly f off.

Whenever you don't join her on adventures, she always has a cute picture of you with her. Sometimes she gets anxious that you won't be waiting for her at the docks when she returns; but when she sees you running towards her, welcoming arms wide open for a big hug - she knows she's got nothing to worry about, because you always have each other in the end.

𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖

Literally nobody knows or understands how you and the 6th Harbinger started dating. You're a mortal, average person, he has a status and wields unknownly strong powers. How? Why? It's all so mysterious to foreign eyes.

Truth to be told, the situation is much less complicated. You happened to be in the outside market in your hometown in the heart of Snezhnaya when Scaramouche was gathering informations from suspicious merchants in disguise.

You accidentally bumped into him due to the crowd, but he kept his facade on and apologised himself. The small talk you shared was quite amusing - to you at least; after the two of you parted he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Despite his inner objection, several accidental meet-ups happened and Scara uncautiously memorised the exact times of your arrival in the market during the week. However, one day you didn't show up - for some reason it bothered him. The next time he saw you, he admitted he missed you that day.

It would take him a while to introduce you to his true self. He kept his Harbinger status a secret from you for a long time; it took him at least a year to confess these things to you. When you do find out about his occupation, you both have a short phase of doubt, but you figured there's nothing that could make you love him less.

God forbid him from admitting, but he has a huge, i mean HUGE soft spot for you. He appears much more relaxed and less short-tempered when you're around. If he does lash out (either at one of his men or you), he remembers to watch his tone and calm down.

When he's away on longer missions, he has some of his subordinates watch over you. Even if you insist you can take care of yourself, he's worried about your safety.

There's absolutely no way to win an argument with Scaramouche. When he's wrong, he'd acknowledge it in himself and storm out of the room. After he calmed down, he'd come back with either a small gift or some snack you like and hug you tight, giving you small kisses on the side of your face. Does he admit he was wrong? No. But it doesn't really matter as long as you're at each others side.

𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕒

You visited Ayaka often - as your friendship with her grew, you became a frequent guest in Komore Teahouse. This of course lead to meeting the energetic blonde often as well.

The three of you had a very healthy and peaceful relationship... until Ayaka mentioned how you and Thoma would look adorable together. The whole balance collapsed and you didn't dare go anywhere near the teahouse for a good week - even if you spotted Thoma on the streets, you tried your best to hide (and so did he if he noticed you too).

Ayaka found this situation extremely childish, and needless to say, she wanted to put an end to this. She invited the both of you to a stroll in the city, clearly mentioning that it was going to be just you and her. There was indeed two people; you and Thoma. Ayaka was nowhere to be seen.

Either way, you spent the day together, talking about all sorts of things, finding out new traits about each other - at the end of the day Thoma decided to say goodbye with a kiss.

Although he's pretty busy with his chores everyday, he spends every free minute he gets with you. He doesn't find anything else important enough to waste precious time on; so once he finishes work, he's all yours.

Absolute SUCKER for cuddles, even if you're not that into it, he has to touch you somehow to fall asleep. That be either holding your hand, having your legs touch, the list could go on. But of course, he prefers hugging you from behind and pulling you into his chest, placing sweet kisses on the top of your head until you both fall asleep.

𝕍𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚

An absolute MENACE to society - you basically have to be his babysitter. When you first met, he was laying drunk in Angel's Share and you decided to pay for his drinks. You originally planned to look for him so you can ask for money back but you got along with him so well you forgot about the money.

He's not shy to tell you he's the Anemo Archon. Although it was extremely difficult to believe, he successfully convinced you after a while. It was a whole evening of listening to all sorts of songs about his past life (at least the part he's comfortable with mentioning).

Appears behind you and scares you when you're talking to Katheryne at the end of the day. It's a sign that he's ready to annoy you spend some time with you!

Cuddlebug and e x t r e m e l y clingy. Tell him when he's too much and he'll leave you alone for a while, but he won't be away for long. Expect him to knock on your window after 10 minutes of your alone time.

Surprisingly, he doesn't want you to pay for his drinks at all. He had the idea to ask you to before, but he figured you already have so much pressure on you; he has to deal with his own problems.

He also loves accompanying you while you go shopping! He helps you pick herbs and ingredients for dinner, carries some bags and talks to you about all sorts of things while you're browsing items. He also likes to hold your hand while you're walking down the street, he's so happy to show off that you're his <3

ℤ𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕚

As a frequent guest at teahouses it wasn't difficult to meet Zhongli a lot. You both consider each other a "regular person", but it wasn't until a late-summer evening that you actually approached him to have a chat.

Listening to his stories about ancient Liyue was quite relaxing over a cup of tea - you have to remind him to drink sometimes, don't let his tea go cold! He'd be very sad and feel kind of embarrased😭

When you first met Hu Tao, she reffered to you as "Zhongli's date". You froze in an instant, unsure what to say. After all, it wasn't difficult to fall in love with him; the more you spent time together the more fond you grew of him. Thanks to this sudden comment, a confession from the both of you happened shortly after.

You know he loves to talk. He can blabber about so many things for so long, he loses track of time sooo easily. Whenever that happens, you can snap him back to reality with a cute kiss on the lips! He will get flustered and apologise for talking too much. It's not hard to forgive him :)

He especially likes chatting with you while you're cooking! He will even give you a helping hand if you need it, in the meanwhile you can tell him about your day, ask him general questions you need to know because he - obviously - knows the answer. Even if you don't ask, he likes telling you interesting things, it's one of his love languages so please appreciate them!

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #albedo #albedo x reader #beidou #beidou x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #thoma #thoma x reader #venti #venti x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader

[scotianostra]

The Scottish actor Hamish Wilson passed away on March 26th 2020.

Probably most famous for replacing Frazer Hines for two episodes of Dr Who in the 60’s. Wilson was another one who started early, aged just 14 he started studying at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama.

He was born James Aitken Wilson in Glasgow, in 1942. His family moved to Cambuslang when he was very young. His father, also James, was a sales rep for a paint firm; his mother Isobel (née Willock) worked in the rag trade. After they divorced Isobel married another Wilson, Robert, and Hamish and his sister Jan grew up with step-siblings Leslie, Sheila and Robbie.

He discovered his love of drama while at West Coats Primary School. Later, at the Glasgow Academy, this love drove him to do “that stupidly romantic thing of running away from school to appear on the stage”. He was soon working professionally – he understudied Jimmy Logan for a summer season at the King’s Theatre and appeared in Peter Duguid’s 1957 Glasgow Citizen’s Theatre production of Enemy of the People.

He then attended the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama and gained more professional experience during the summer holidays. He played the title role in 1959’s live ITV play, The Boy from the Gorbals, did a 1960 episode of Para Handy with Duncan Macrae, and met Walt Disney while he was working on his film adaptation of Greyfriars Bobby.

“I was trying to chat up a pretty blonde extra, with no success at all”, he once recalled, “and this gentleman with blond hair and a little moustache came over and started chatting to me. We nattered away for five minutes and then he wandered away. The girl was terribly impressed, but I spoilt it because I didn’t recognise him. I said, ‘Who was that?’ and she stopped being impressed. ‘That was Walt Disney!’, she said”.

He graduated from the RSAMD in 1963, winning the award for Most Promising Male Performance, and appeared on stage at Coventry’s Belgrade Theatre , Perth Theatre and Dundee Repertory Theatre (1970-71), where his performance in Mark But This Flea was described as “remarkable” by The Stage, the trade weekly – not least because he had stepped in 24 hours before opening night after the original actor had broken his leg.

On television he appeared in The Wednesday Play, The Vital Spark , This Man Craig (three different roles, 1966), Softly, Softly and The Revenue Men (three different roles.

In 1968 Doctor Who regular Frazer Hines, who played Patrick Troughton’s Jacobite companion Jamie, fell ill with chickenpox while making the adventure The Mind Robber. After an ingenious, hasty rewrite Jamie underwent a temporary metamorphosis and with one day’s rehearsal Wilson took over, cramming his lines overnight and recording the first of his two episodes the next day.

Further TV roles followed, including The Borderers Boy Meets Girls (1969), Adam Smith, and The View from Daniel Pike but he found that he needed to turn his attention away from acting because “ a beautiful girl smiled at me”. Intent on marriage and starting a family, he gained more secure employment as an announcer for STV.

In 1975 he went to Radio Forth as its arts and drama producer. With limited resources but boundless ambition, he broadcast original writing, late-night horror classics, and a six-month long serial about Mary Queen of Scots, told in 130 twelve-minute episodes, broadcast daily. Drama of this kind on commercial radio was largely unheard of.

In 1979 he did an adaptation of The Slab Boys for Radio Clyde, ultimately joining the station and founding Independent Local Radio’s first drama department there.

His many productions at Clyde included The Bell in the Tree a series of dramas about the history of Glasgow by Edward H Chisnall; Donald Campbell’s Till the Seas Run Dry, with Tom Fleming as Robert Burns and Mary Riggans as Jean Armour), and Nick McCarthy’s Elephant Dances with Katy Murphy).

He also encouraged new talent, instigating initiatives which gave professional breaks to aspiring comedy writers and awarded contracts and prized Equity cards to final-year drama students.

He left Clyde in 1989 and joined the BBC, where he produced a huge number of plays and series for Radio Scotland, Radio 3 and Radio 4. He really believed in radio: “It allows you to creep inside somebody’s head”, he said, “and paint pictures that are going to stay long after the programme is finished.”

In all, he won 23 awards for his radio productions – his ‘Oscars’, as he jokingly referred to them – and served a juror in the Prix Italia (where he was also the first ILR producer to be jury chairman), Prix Futura Berlin and the Prix Europa.

When he left the BBC after ten successful years he went back to the old trade, doing voiceover work and acting in episodes of Taggart,, Monarch of the Glen and Still Game .

On March 21st 2020 Tony contracted coronavirus and sadly passed away only 6 days later on March 26th aged 77. He worked for many years for the actors union Equity, the Scottish Secretary of the union said of him:

“He led a full life and touched many people. He was one of life’s enthusiasts and succeeded at most everything he turned his hand to. Time in his company was always enjoyable and often informative. Remember that mischievous grin and raise a glass to him. RIP.”

The beautiful girl who smiled at him was Diana (née Baron), a wardrobe mistress at Dundee Rep, whom he had met in 1972. They married the following year and had three daughters, Emma, Alice and Abigail, who all survive him, as do grandchildren Colin, Finley, Amelia and Gregor.

#scotland #scottish #history #dr who #companion #actor

[bcacstuff]

HI BC!

Nic posted that he is leaving LA. Do you think Sam also left or he might still be there? Then there is the Gold´s gym and once again talk about KE. After Nic posted his story from the gym, she liked Sam´s latest 2 posts. So do you think that she might be the new AS-which Sam dated, broke, dated again and broke, or do you think that AS was an exception in his dating and that KE is totally over, once he broke then it is broken?

I got a couple of messages similar to this, I just answer to be done with it, as I think it is quite uninteresting.

Yes, NR posted a story which implies he's leaving LA

Does that mean, S will be leaving as well or are they going 'somewhere'. No, I just think NR is having a job at a gym in London. He can't just have weeks off like that, and he needs the money to pay the rent etc. like we all do. He's not in the same position as S.

I don't see why that would mean S would leave as well. Why would he, in little over a week he has his event in LA, so doesn't make any sense to leave now, imo. On top of that, he has a business in the US, together with AN, and AN might be doing the daily work. But that doesn't mean he can just leave things all to AN and doesn't need to do anything. It's his business as well! And who knows what they're working on for a 'next adventure' 🤷‍♀️

And yes, NR also posted a story showing the Golds Gym in Venice, LA.

But if you ask me, he has not really been inside, just at the entrance. He's filming at the front desk, and at the end you can see the (closed) gates. It's just a 'I was here' but not really inside. If he was really inside, or working out there (and some like to imply it must be with S) then I'm sure we would have seen some different recording.

Finally - big sigh - can we just please, pretty please, stop about KE? A like doesn't mean a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g. That Nic (and perhaps S was with him) went to see the Golds gym, doesn't mean KE is back. I don't know why you people keep bringing her up. She hasn't been anywhere near S in over a year and even that she was more than a year ago is disputable. There is literally nothing that implies a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g going on there and it's disputable that there ever was a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g going on between them. Just like with any other girl or woman he seen with. It's just so childish, it's like teenagers continuously gossiping when you're seen with somebody on an occasion. Grow up!

[emma-cantmakeuphermind]

Just A Project | VI

Nathan Prescott x Reader

Masterlist

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Warnings: swearing, no nathan :( kind of shit writing, second half is mostly filler

Words: 1.2k

I woke up at 8:47 this morning completely ready for today. I got up, did my morning routine and put on something comfy but casual (A/N: you can wear whatever you want, I'm not a fashion slut). I organize my room a little bit, because why not. It’s still a mess, but now an organized mess. As I look around my room at the subtle progress I made, my stomach growls in hunger. The thought of a Two Whales breakfast teasingly enters my mind. Suddenly I’m leaping to grab my pocket essentials, heading out of the dorms to the bus stop.

While I’m waiting for the bus I am completely zoned out, daydreaming about that beautiful breakfast. When out of nowhere I feel a pair of hands on my shoulders pulling me out of my thoughts. I jump slightly turning around to the sight of Rachel Amber and Chloe Price. The startled expression quickly dissolves into a smile. I don’t know Chloe that well, the only times I’ve really interacted with her have been with Rachel as well. I’d consider her my friend though, she’s really cool, and she inspires me to not give a fuck.

Rachel on the other hand? We’re pretty close. All because Dana spontaneously joined the Drama club and asked me to join as well. Drama was never really my thing so I opted out and was a part of the Tech Crew instead. That was freshman year, feels like forever ago. At first our friendship just started as casual conversations during rehearsals, then she asked to hang out after one night, then boom. Our hangouts became almost a daily adventure. Even when she met Chloe, she didn’t forget about me or hangout with me less. That's just how good of a person Rachel Amber is.

“Well if it isn’t the dynamic duo, Rachel and Chloe.” I smile at both of them, their company is always welcomed. “What are you guys up to?” Knowing well enough that they’re always up to something. Rachel chuckles and says, “Well,” She draws on, “we saw you all peaceful like, and we just couldn’t have that, now could we?” I giggle at her antics as Chloe leans over Rachels shoulder. “I mean, what kind of friends would we be, if we just let you have peace?” The blue haired girl smirks. Rachel swats a hand at her and asks, “What about you, Punzel? What were you up to before our presence graced you?”

I roll my eyes at the nickname, a smile never leaving my face. Punzel, I earned that nickname when I first met Rachel. She was trying to get my attention, but didn’t know my name. Back then I had long Y/H/C hair that basically reached my thighs. So she just called out ‘Rapunzel!’. That was the beginning. Ever since she shortened it to ‘Punzel’ because she deemed Rapunzel was too much of a mouthful.

“I was just about to catch a bus to The Two Whales. I’m dying of hunger.” I state with my head thrown back dramatically. “Oooh, breakfast sounds good!” Rachel's eyes light up and she turns to Chloe, “What do you say, Price?” Chloe nods, “Yeah, I’m starving too, and hopefully, if I show up with you two, Mommy Dearest will bless us with a discount!” We all share a laugh before Chloe continues, “But we are not taking the bus.” She haphazardly turns around and pulls her keys out of her pocket and waves them in the air above her head. “Onwards to the Chlo-Mobile!!!”

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We arrived at the diner after a short while, the ride was filled with laughs and a little bit of weed. Mostly on Chloes part, she offered me a puff, but I declined. I did have things to do today after all.

Once we settle down in one of the booths we spend a few moments chatting and catching up. Chloe tells me about Deputy Dildo and their latest conflict. I hate dealing with him at school as is. Imagine having him live in your own home. About half way into the conversation Chloe gets a little too heated resulting in Rachel calming her down. They are the cutest couple, totally perfect for each other.

I told them about the whole Nathan situation, both of them having opposite reactions. Chloe was shit talking him in five different languages, while Rachel did her best to defend him. Sometimes I forget that they’re friends, they seem so different. Then again, she is with Chloe.

It’s not long before Joyce strolls over to our booth and asks for our drinks and orders. I settle with a classic breakfast consisting of crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, and some toast. I also ordered (your choice of coffee or tea), it’s a must for early mornings like this. When our food arrives we all dig in getting lost in conversation.

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The rest of our morning is spent bitching about whatever comes to mind and we all come to a conclusion that we need to hangout more often. When we're all done eating, I check the time. 10:42, I still have about an hour until I have to meet Nathan at the track field. The three of us pay and head out back to Chole’s truck.

The drive back to Blackwell was pretty silent. I just enjoyed the scenery of Arcadia Bay, and realized that I needed to do that more. That must sound pretty ironic coming from a photographer. But hey, I’m human too, sometimes life just gets in the way. My mind then drifts to Nathan. Here comes that burst of excitement again. God, I need to chill out, this meeting is just for the project.

We pull into the Blackwell parking lot and I hop out. “Thanks for the ride guys, I owe you!” I say. Rachel waves me off while Chloe speaks, “Are you kidding? Don’t worry about it Y/N/N, you can catch a ride anytime.” They both give me a smile, and Chloe winks. My face goes red at the action, and they both chuckle at me. “Bye, Punzel!” Rachel says, I wave and walk away, as they drive off.

I wander the campus a bit, looking for anything to try and kill time. I see a few friends like Hayden. I go up to him and sit down next to him at the tree he’s under. “Heyy, Y/N! To what do I owe the pleasure?” Hayden smiles at me warmly. I smile back with a chuckle. “Hi Hayden. How are you?”

I’ve known Hayden for a while now. I also know he’s one of Nathan’s best friends. Rachel and Dana both say he has a crush on me, but I don’t see it. For all we know he's just being kind, though he does act flirty, I’ve seen him act like that with others too. He’s just a really good friend, probably one of my best, like Dana and Rachel.

We talk for a while, mentioning whatever comes to mind. He also brings up Nathan and the project. Wait, does that mean Nathan has been talking about me. I hope that's a good thing, I don’t really plan on getting on his bad side.

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I don’t even know how much time has passed talking to Hayden until my phone dings. It’s a text from Nathan.

N: “nrd, where u @” 11:54

I shoot him a quick response.

“hey, omw :)” 11:54

I say goodbye to Hayden and head over to the track field with a smile on my face.

#life is strange #life is strange x reader #lis #life is strange imagine #nathan prescott #nathan prescott x reader #nathan prescott imagine