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punchliiine · 3 months

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things i've learned through shifting

i don't know what to post so i thought of posting some stuff that i've learned, improved, and simply practiced through shifting. it's not a lot but it's a lot.

so firstly, i thought of introducing some of my hobbies prior to shifting, and then ones that i've picked up after shifting. and lastly provide any details if needed.

I - hobbies

↳ before shifting

↳ ↳ reading

i've been able to read SO many books in my library wr.

i have a huge list of books that i've put off because of school, but through shifting to my wr, i've been able to finish at least 66 out of 117 i believe?

also i was able to find some of my favorite authors through this, like sylvia plath, mahmoud darwish, virginia woolf, khalil gibran.. and honestly, a lot more, but these are the ones that i remember for now.

↳ ↳ writing

in my native language, i've become REALLY good. as for writing in english it's ?!? but i'm slowly getting there.

not showing off, but i was really good prior to shifting. but now, i've become REALLY good, like now i'm able to touch the soul with my poetry. i also learned some tips for expressing 'my' feelings.

one of them is to think about a phenomenon in nature that resembles how you feel, whether it's by colors, weather, atmosphere, movements.. etc. then write about how each of the elements relate to what you're wishing to express. and ever since i learned that expressing my feelings // painting a scene whilst writing feels so, so much easier.

i guess the same can be used for drawing or painting? so feel free to interpret it in your own ways!

the only reason i emphasized on 'my' feelings was because the things i learnt in there were personal to my learning. before shifting, i had scripted that they would match me and fit me perfectly, so they wouldn't apply to everybody if that makes sense? but if you feel like it fits you, then you're more than welocme to use it!

+ i don't take any sort of credit for it since somebody might've thought of it first, i'm only here to share it!!

↳ ↳ drawing - painting

i was able to experiment freely with color theory, perspective, expressionism, symbolism.. etc. and i was able to find my art style! and practice some others i found interesting.

↳ ↳ editing

nothing to say about this one other than the fact that i was able to experiment with so many styles, and i reallllyyy enjoyed it. i also got to watch some of my old edits that have been deleted. (have been meaning i deleted them) 10/10.

↳ after shifting

↳ ↳ sewing

currently in the process of making a cute pair of opera gloves, idk how to explain it but yk the ones that are pitch black by the finger tips and fade as they go up? those are the ones that i'm attempting to make. and so far it's good!

↳ ↳ crocheting

i've recently made a doll i've found online which looks like little red riding hood, and it's cute. also i'm currently making a chibi jjk cat beanie (sashisu the world!!! ๑ > ᴗ < ๑)

↳ ↳ sculpting

i've sculpted hands, like tons of them. and i've used gojo satoru as a muse for at least 100% of them (i am insane about him)

some appreciation for my muse's hands:

can we talk about the fact that his fingers are 6 inches anyway!!!!!

II - skills

it's worth the mention that i've become skillful in most of my hobbies "it isn't necessary to become skillful in any of your hobbies for plenty of reasons, but i aspire to!" i'd say intermediate in most, advanced in a few.

also idk if it counts as a skill, but i have become skillful in all of my subjects. like i have become amazing in math and physics thanks to my study wr <3

as for other subjects i've always been amazing, but with math and physics, i've had awful teachers teach me crucial information, so i was miserable for a bit, but thankfully not anymore!

i know i could've manifested it since i use loassumption all the time, but i love studying, so i wanted to go through the whole process if that makes sense? like i didn't wanna take the shortcut (manifesting) + there's no shame in wanting to take the shortcut.

as for real skills.. yeaaah not yet

III - languages

i've become better in korean.. i can sort of understand people when they're speaking? but i can't speak nor write. but hey, at least i'm enjoying the proces, that counts for something!

i'm aware that there are some things in here that i could've gone on the internet and just practiced // learnt. BUT the way i did it was different, i went to a wr where i got to learn all about my hobbies, skills, subjects, and languages and practice freely without any sort of stress whatsoever + occasionally recieve tips and advice. and it was all free and unbelievably fun!!!

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the-fiction-witch · 6 months

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Little Vampire

Media The Artful Dodger (Pre Show Release)

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating SMUT

I sat on the top step as I waited eagerly, I tapped my boots against the wooden stair. I heard the clutter, clatter with the overhung chatter of people as they left having paid their coins, drunk their wine and watched a man lose a liver. And would now head home weary, woozy, and weirdly excited to their beds beside their wives. The Man in question, now a liver-short was ushered away by the paying family with a mix of emotions, joy from their loved one receiving such life-changing treatments, the sickness of having to watch it, and the fear of knowing both the hard road ahead for him of recovery and of course the Bill that would be dropping on their doorstep Monday morning. The last to leave was the town nurse who was often on hand to help with such business she left the office took her coat and hurried away out the door.

And that was my cue.

I scampered down the stairwell into the office and shut the large doors behind me, immediately the smell hit my nose of fresh blood.

The seats now sat empty, the table empty too, blood across the floor and even the wall. Amongst it all a weary Jack in his usual garb having just thrown his apron to the side to later briefly clean, his sleeves rolled up high his hands and forearms coated with dry and wet blood which he did attempt to dap off with a dirty rag which merely just seemed to move the dirt and bodily fluids around more. Even if he had worn the apron blood had still gotten to his clothes and he now stood tinkering about the room sorting his tools and such where he had moved them in his rushed work and how finally had the time to clean them off and return them to their proper places.

"How'd it go?" I asked

Momentarily he jumped "Oh fo- Y/n." He sighed

"What?" I giggled

"I- I bloody knew you'd be down here," He said before continuing with his work

"How'd you know?"

"Because you always find your way down here when I'm done working. I swear you have a sixth sense for when I've just finished sewing someone up," he said

"I like coming to visit when you're done with your work," I giggled as I fiddled with my fingers

"Ummm" he glared "Sure you do."

"I can't help it. I just like coming to visit," I giggled, I closed the gap between us and wrapped my arms around him letting my head on his back

"That's very sweet y/n." he said as he tapped my hands "What did you want then?"

I smiled and tugged him around to face me, as soon as he was faced with me I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a kiss he happily kissed back as he settled his hands on my waist my hands slowly moved up finding their way into his roots and twisted my fingers into his hair and in response, he eagerly pulled my waist closer until our chest's where pressed against one another. Till we both pulled back for a breath.

"So? What did you want?"

"What do you think I want Doctor," I smiled as I took the tie around his neck in my hand and pulled it hard to drag his nose to my own and I kissed his nose, then down his jaw, and his neck nibbling and kissing.

"I swear you're a vampire." He chuckled playing with my hair

"Why?" I giggled and pressed my chest to his a little harder as I kissed

"You always show up as soon as I'm done with work like you've got a sixth sense, you always get so cuddly when I've been working, and you do this. You burrow yourself into my neck like you're trying to bite me!" he chuckled playfully and shifted his hips against my own

"Maybe I am a vampire," I giggled as I left a hickey on his neck

"Ahh! You evil little thing!"

"Evil?!" I pouted "That's not very nice Jack."

"You bit me!"

"Hummm that's not very nice," I whined as I pushed my bottom lip out

"If you're going to be a little vampire I'm allowed to tell you off for it" he smirked and rubbed his nose on mine

"Aren't you meant to be nice to me?"

"I think I'm being very nice, Shouldn't you be nice to me?"

"Alright." I smirked and tapped his nose playfully "I'll be nice. Maybe this way you won't be complaining when a part of you sits snuggly between my teeth," I smirked as I moved to my knees on the still bloody floor I made short work of his trousers and gently stroked his shaft with my hand as he leant against the desk leant his arms back excitedly

"So long as you don't bite my little vampire," he smirked

"No promises," I smirked as I took his shaft into my mouth and made sure to kitten lick my tongue across his head, he threw his head back and his jaw fell loose, his fingers gripped the edge of the desk hard as his lustful moans cascaded from his lips

"Ughhhhh- Uuuuuhhh - Ohhh fuck-" He groaned

I made sure to suck and lick knowing his needs by the sounds he forced out even made a point to grace my teeth against his shaft to toy with him until he grabbed the fabric of my dress at my shoulder and pushed me back so his shaft left my mouth and he tugged me back to my feet.

"Yes?" I giggled

"Upstairs? Or would you rather we just make a mess of my office?" He smirked

"It's messy enough" I smirked grabbed the tie around his neck tugged him aggressively as I backed towards the surgery table

"Ummm Alright my little Vampire" he growled

#tbs #thomas brodie sangster #thomas sangster #tbs smut #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagines #tbs imagine #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut #jack dawkins #jackdawkins #jack #theartfuldogger #the artful dodger

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vanilla-cigarillos · 9 months

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A lot of fibromyalgia is just existing.

Right now, it's 3:14 and some spare cents seconds in the morning. Everyone I know is likely asleep. Even if they aren't, there's not much I could talk about that would shake the loneliness of being awake and in pain.

It's everywhere in my body, but at the moment I find it entered in my right shoulder. It's not dull, it's not sharp. It's ever-present, and it's getting stronger. Cramp, ache, whatever label you want to attribute this pain, none of them are accurate. It's not something I've ever been able to describe, at least, not in a way that seems truly accurate to my truth.

Most of the time I'm alone with my pain. It's excellent for thinking. What else can you do when your body won't let you move? Well, that's not entirely fair to my nervous system. My body moves, just not without a couple of complaints.

Thinking doesn't hurt. I spend a lot of time with my body, examining it from the inside out. I ponder the nature of my condition, and then my mind gently takes my hand and leads me further down the rabbit hole. I'm wondering about the excellent service of nerves, how incredible it is that while my body is broken, it is still a fantastic system that functions in its own way. I feel the bed sheet underneath me, focusing on the sensation of fabric underneath my thumb. I gently send my toed outward, shifting the blanket that covers my bed and sending new sensations up my body.

I think about how all of this came to be. My grandmother sewed the quilt on top of all my blankets. A few people had to make the building I'm trying to sleep in. Those people themselves, were made by other people. A continuous cycle of life giving life, creation giving creation, the existence of one thing giving permission to another to come to be. In a galaxy full of unknowns, this seems to always ring true.

Existing. It can be tiring, yeah. But it can also be fascinating. In times like these, I am grateful. I'm glad you're here. I hope you have a nice day, or you're settling in for a nice night. I'm glad you exist. In a cosmic blend of uncertainties, I am so very glad there is you.

#disability #disabled #fibromyalgia #the ramblings of a silly person who probably just needs to sleep #will someone out there actually read my thoughts #i feel like i am sending a message to the stars

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femboykaz · 2 years

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🦅🤲🍦 and 🧠 for Kaz please!!

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants? I am. Fully a pantser 😂. The closest I get to outlining is just having general notes about the plot (and things like changed backstories, when it’s an AU). I *did* have one fic where I actually outlined but it all went out the window by the second chapter

(🤲 at the end)

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far? I was going to say your birthday fic but that might have had too much angst to qualify so, probably Summer Breeze (Ninej)? I think that one was half atmosphere/vibes but ::shrug::

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them. (Kaz) *Headcanons has left the chat*

Hmm I don’t really have a *favorite* but I’ve been having Thoughts recently that have developed into a sort-of headcanon about Kaz really liking skirts and dresses.

(Some Thoughts incoming):

He doesn’t really wear them earlier on because they’re impractical (and his suits are better for Mocking The Rich Men anyway) but as he gets older Kaz spends more time away from the Barrel, so sometimes the Crows will find him hanging out around the Wesper mansion and the Not-Lij farm just. Wearing a skirt or a dress. They get more and more colorful/fun/etc as time goes on, maybe he even learns to sew and by the time he and Inej are in their sixties and retired to Not-Lij he’s made them matching skirts. Follow-up to my SoCBang fic mayhaps?

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip? I've definitely shared this in the chat before but I’ve done that with everything that’s not just “ [then this happens] ” and I can't remember if you saw this one before I deleted it, so. Here you go

(Under a cut for TW: trauma response, mentioned/referenced past torture)

It’s too easy to fall back into. Slide, really. ‘Fall’ is too violent a word for something that comes so naturally, and too resentful for something that had offered a hint of safety.

A pause between one task and the next, a moment of stillness, a lapse in his attention — and it settles in: the old, comforting habit. It curls itself around him, shields him, until something inevitably chases it away and Kaz, just as he always did before, comes back to himself.

Sometimes the shift happens almost gracefully — a card transferred from its deck and tucked into a sleeve. Other times, it’s sudden, jarring, almost violent — the mark realizing they’ve been conned. But always, always, it is with a jolt of panic in his heart and a number on his tongue. The seconds that have passed, the number of grains in the wood of the floor, the stitches and broken threads in the cheap fabric that—

The cracks in a piece of leather. That's what Kaz is counting now; tracking the damage his gloves have sustained over the years. He's alone here, with only the ticking of his pocketwatch to keep him company, but Kaz doesn't dare take them off. The gloves help bring him back. They remind him that the echoes of pain and shackles on his wrists and a hand gripping his shoulder and pain, pain, pain—

That it is all exactly that. An echo. Still real enough, but it will fade in time.

#ask games

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nikitavenable · 2 years

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You’re Mine

Angelina Jolie x reader

Jessica meets a very successful woman at her friend's party. But she still has no idea that she will become her boss. What happens when Angelina is determined to get Jess ...?

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Part 1

• Jessica POV •

I recently finished school and needed to find a permanent job. During the search, I discovered that they were looking for an assistant at Vogue. It seemed like a good start. I received an email to stop by Monday at 8 am.

But now it was Saturday, and that meant one thing. My good friend Ryan recently told me that he was having a huge party at his headquarters and that I was invited. I wasn't used to such big gatherings, but then I thought I should finally go somewhere. It was clear to me that I would not know anyone there, but glasses of alcohol would keep me in pretty good company.

I wasn't quite sure what to wear because Ryan didn't tell me anything. After a long search in my wardrobe, I found a black provocative dress in which I might even fit into the crowd. I didn't plan on catching anyone and wearing any attention overall. I know his parties. There are a lot of people who want to either find someone for one night or get there and various such things.

Everything was supposed to start at 8 pm, which was about two hours. It was just enough for me to start preparing. I put on makeup, let my hair fall freely around my shoulders. I chose black high-heeled shoes for the dress.

I arrived at my destination around 20:10. I've been here a few times, but now it looked completely different because of those people. I went inside and came across a huge crowd of people shouting loudly at each other, laughing and dancing.

After a few moments, a familiar voice shouted at me. "Hey Jessica, you really came." - "Hi Ryan. How many people are there?" He looked around us. "There should be something around 300, maybe more. Who cares, just enjoy it. "He shouted at me the last sentence as he disappeared into the crowd. I went to find a drink and then a place to sew.

• Angelina POV •

Another big party in a row. It was nothing new to me, people often invited me to such parties and I didn't even complain. I was known as the editor-in-chief of Vogue magazine.

Originally I wanted to take some clothes, but then I dropped the idea. In the end, I put on a white suit and only a black lace bra under it.

I have to admit, this place was beautiful, just made for such a party. I didn't know much about the 'boy' but I've heard of him and attended other celebrations. It's always worth it.

Inside, it was crowded with a classic bunch of drunk people. When I probably entered the living room, two girls pounced on me. Somehow I didn't mind their presence, I'm used to it. Every time one of those girls stuck to me and she was intrusive. I didn't care about them at all and went to sit in the middle of the room. They both sat down next to me. "Angelina." Erik called to me. He was a longtime friend of mine I wouldn't allow. "Hi Erik." I got up so I could hug him, he sat across from him.

We dealt with various things, whether work or personal life. Then he apologized for going to find Ryan. Unlike me, he knew Ryan. I continued to drink my drink when I saw the most beautiful creature in the deserted corner of the room. She was beautiful, perfect but at the same time abandoned. I wanted her. Originally, I didn't plan on starting anything with anyone today, but I couldn't resist it. When I got up, the two did the same. "You two are not going anywhere. Find someone else. ”They began to grumble, but they left, and I could go after my stranger.

"Hello, beautiful." - "Hello." - "Is there a place?" She nodded and shifted a little to make room for me. "Angelina." I offered her a hand, which she accepted with a smile. "Jessica." - "Beautiful name." She blushed and thanked me. I had a good feeling that she probably didn't know me.

• Jessica POV •

I wasn't sure how I knew the woman, but she was familiar to me. "You'll come familiar to me." I said, looking at the woman. She widened her eyes a little, but then she remained calm. She drank her drink. "So what are you doing here?" - "Well, my friend invited me here." She nodded in agreement, I still had to examine her. I know her, I just know.

At first I was a little nervous about her presence, but then the atmosphere relaxed. She was nice until we were interrupted by a girl with a very exposed body. When she greeted Angelina, she addressed her as Mrs. Jolie. Now it started to light up. Mrs. Jolie known as the head of Vogue magazine. God. How could I not know her? The girl began to touch her in various ways, and I preferred to get up quickly and go somewhere. We had a million thoughts in my head that I was just talking to a woman I was going to work for.

I got out into a spacious garden that was almost empty. There were only a few people standing on the porch, and I walked on until I reached an abandoned bench. I enjoyed the peace and fresh air.

I jumped when someone put my hand on my shoulder. I turned and stood there. "You ran away from me." She looked at me from above. "Sorry I didn't know you, Mrs. Jolie." I stood to face her. "Don't worry-" I had to interrupt. "How should I be calm when I apply for a job at Vogue and come to see you for an interview on Monday." She rolled her eyes at me in disbelief.

• Angelina POV •

When she said this, I didn't want to believe it. I was really flirting with someone to see my personal assistant's job on Monday. This will be even more interesting. During my thoughts, Jessica began to walk back into the building.

"Hey." It was Erik again. "Are you looking for someone in particular?" He asked me. "Actually, she's probably gone." I said dejectedly. "And who?" - "It doesn't matter, I'm going home."

"Mrs. Jolie." Connor greeted me and opened the car door for me. I thanked him and then climbed into the back seats of the car. During the trip, I thought of only one thing. Jessica. happened today, I wanted to see her again.

• Jessica POV •

After our conversation with Mrs. Jolie, I quickly got together and preferred to leave. I didn't want to be there anyway, but most of all I didn't want to meet her. On the way home, I was still thinking about the interview on Monday. I needed that job. I'm just not sure how it would all go then. She didn't even comment on it.

#angelina jolie x reader #angelina jolie #czechia #wattpad #story #mrs jolie #sarah paulson #thena x reader #thena eternals #angelina jolie x you

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lcnelyinthesky · 4 years

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pairing: akaashi keiji x female reader

genre: fluff!!, TLFY!au

warnings: none :>

word count: 1249

synopsis: you come home from a horrible day at work to your boyfriend akaashi, who has his heart set on telling you a little story.

author’s note: chapter six of lily and i’s “the last five years” collab! i remember being super proud of this when i wrote it, so enjoy!!

“Keiji, I’m really not up for your antics right now.” Your tone had a slight bite to it after having a horrible day at the bar you were employed by. The big dreams you had weren’t working as planned and today had been a tipping point, and while you love your boyfriend, he could sometimes be a bit overbearing with his ideas.

Schmuel would work 'til half-past ten at his tailor shop in Klimovich

Get up at dawn and start again with the hems and pins and twist

Forty-one years had come and gone at his tailor shop in Klimovich

Watching the winters soldier on, there was one thing Schmuel missed

“Oh come on y/n!! I made this just for you. It’s just a little Christmas story, I call it ‘The Story of Schmuel, Tailor of Klimovich,’ please, just relax and listen.” Akaashi grabbed your hand and led you to the couch in your living room. The whole space, albeit small, was decorated to the brim with Christmas decorations. Every wall was adorned with colored lights and the small, green tree on the coffee table had a star on the top that was far too big for it. He stood in the center of the room, making his already tall body just a bit taller with a step stool as a stage. He continued to speak in a funny voice

"If I only had time," old Schmuel said "I would build the dress that's in my head. A dress to fire the mad desire of girls from here to Minsk. But I have no more hours left to sew.”

Akaashi’s eyes began to light up more and more as he got into the story.

Then the clock upon the wall began to glow… And the clock said: "Na na na na, na na na, oh Schmuel, you'll get to be happy! Na na na na, na na na, I give you unlimited time! Na na na na, na na na, So Schmuel, go sew and be happy!"

Something about his passion always fascinated you. He was reserved and quiet as a person, but that let him be far more meticulous than most. He could see every single thing and he remembered them all. There was no getting past Akaashi Keiji, but he wasn’t necessarily stubborn.

But Schmuel said, "No, no, it's not my lot. I've gotta make do with the time I've got."

You had grown to know him better and better through the time you’ve been together. He opened up to you and you did to him. If you told anyone that your quiet boyfriend was telling you a very animated story about an old man, they wouldn’t believe you for a second.

But you knew Akaashi. You trusted him, and he trusted you. You two worked in a way none of your relationships had before.

Schmuel was done at half-past ten and he said, "Good night, old Klimovich!" Put on his coat to go, but then the clock cried, "Wait! Not yet! Even though you're not wise or rich, you're the finest man in Klimovich! Listen up, Schmuel – Make one stitch and you'll see what you can get!"

He was a goofball under the stoic, silent facade. He was playful and passionate and open, and you thanked fate every day for letting you see that side of him.

But Schmuel said, "Clock, it's much too late. I'm at peace with life, I accept my fate..."

But the clock said, "Schmuel! One stitch and you will unlock the dreams you've lost!"

Akaashi’s face was lit up.

So Schmuel, with reluctance, took his thread. He pulled a bolt of velvet and he said:

"I should take out my teeth and go to bed! I'm sitting here with talking clocks instead!"

His eyes were glistening.

And the clock said: "Na na na na, na na na, oh Schmuel, you'll get to be happy! Na na na na, na na na, I give you unlimited time! Na na na na, na na na, just do it and you can be happy!"

He was in his element.

So Schmuel put the thread through the needle's eye, and the moon stared down from a starless sky

And he pushed the thread through the velvet black, and he looked, and the clock was turning... back!

So he grabbed his shears and he cut some lace as the hands moved left on the old clock's face!

And his fingers flew and the fabric swirled – It was nine-fifteen all around the world!

And you were so thankful to be a part of that.

Every cut and stitch was a perfect fit as if God Himself were controlling it! And Schmuel cried, through a rush of tears, "Take me back! Take me back all forty-one years!"

You sat there and giggled as he got so into his story. His face had curled into the biggest smile as he watched the glee enter your eyes. You grabbed the blanket from over the back of the couch and covered yourself in it, finding a mug of tea on the table next to you that presumably Akaashi had made before you came home--it was still warm. You sipped and filled yourself with warmth, feeling the horrendous parts of the day melt right away. Akaashi’s tone quieted down as he told the next parts of the story.

Plenty have hoped and dreamed and prayed, but they can't get out of Klimovich

If Schmuel had been a cute Goyishe maid, he'd've looked a lot like you

“Wait. I'm Schmuel? Why am I Schmuel??” You looked into the light blue eyes of your boyfriend, who was now kneeling in front of you on the couch. He held both of your hands in his and spoke right to you.

“Oh yeah you are, dear.” Akaashi giggled when he spoke, getting ready for his explanation as you scoffed jokingly. He may have just compared you to an old man, but you couldn’t help but feel loved in his presence.

Maybe it's just that you're afraid to go out on to a limb-ovich

Maybe your heart's completely swayed, but your head can't follow through

He winked at you and got up, walking to the other side of the room again, ready to continue the story with as much passion as before.

But shouldn't I want the world to see the brilliant girl who inspires me?

Don't you think that now's a good time to be the ambitious freak you are?

Say goodbye to wiping ashtrays at the bar! Say hello to Cathy Hiatt, big-time star!

He then grabbed some things off a nearby table, all wrapped lightly in white tissue paper and a pale yellow ribbon.

Here's a headshot guy and a new BackStage where you're right for something on every page –

Take a breath. Take a step. Take a chance… Take your time.

He set the things down in your lap as you shifted to place your feet on the vinyl flooring. Akaashi knelt down in front of you again, putting his hands on your knees and looking intently into your eyes. Vulnerability and honesty and love was plastered all over his face. His features softened and he took his right hand up to push a piece of your hair behind your ear. He placed a kiss on your forehead when you moved your head down slightly.

Have I mentioned today how lucky I am to be in love with you?

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toby-draws-535 · 3 years

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I decided to just randomly post my creepypasta here because why not.

The Silent Dr. pouf

Project- 97418320031

Dr- Alexander Pouf

Journal entry #34

Today me and my partner, Dr. Mendren used lab rat #23 and we're testing the mix #53

Lab rat was injected the affects where numerous seizures until all organs stopped function. Mix #53 was a failure and thus cannot be used as an antidote for the disease.

Journal entry #39

The lab rat #24 was used and mix #56

The rat was was injected with the mix and experienced small seizures before experiencing internal blood loss

The antidotes were making seems to be failing more and more each time. I'm worried as the disease outside is spreading, getting worse. I hope we find a cure.

Journal entry #44

Lab rat #27 mix #59

Lab rat experienced a major heart attack and bleeding

Dr. Mendren assures me that everything is fine, however I feel otherwise.

We're making no progress. All we seem to be doing is making deaths.

Journal entry #56

Lab rat #39 mix #71

I'm horrified. The lab rat was injected by Dr. Mendren and after a few minutes it became crazy. The rat clawed at its own face ripping its own eyes before devouring them. It then ran and ran, it wouldn't stop! Dr. Mendren laughed as I stared in terror. The rat ran even as its skin was becoming ripped, it ran when blood was pouring, it ran when the bones were exposed.

It Slowly died from blood loss, staying alive for a long amount of time due to adrenaline.

Dr. Mendren is a monster! I know he has been tampering with the antidotes, otherwise things wouldn't be like this!

Journal entry #57

I decided I will come to the lab late at night, I intend to catch Dr. Mendren in the act and confront him of this horrific crime he is doing.

I must hide in a place and wait.

I sit silently in a corner where boxes are piled, waiting for Mendren to show up and tamper with the mixes. The rats shifting within their cages makes me more anxious, you'd think a noise you're so familiar with wouldnt bug you, yet it still does. It smells damp next to the cages, all the tails shifting, the room devoid of light. It's like a whole new room than what I'm used to. My heart is beating so fast, I've never been so scared. I feel as though I've made a mistake and I feel tears threatening to slip from my eyes. My breath seems so loud! I have to admit to myself that I am very much afraid.

*click*

There's no going back now, I'm trapped within this room now that he has arrived. I shift in place and sigh, ready to jump up and confront him. Hes mumbling, if only I could hear what hes saying... mendren starts writing inside a journal of his while smirking, I dont like that look of his. It fills me with an uneasy feeling as though doom lurks around a corner.

Hes messing with chemicals now and I jump up to confront him, shakily I speak in a loud voice.

MENDREN WHAT ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN DOING!

Mendren jumps but starts laughing as I frown confused and concerned.

What on earth is pouf doing? Hiding in a corner like a child as if to confront me of stealing cookies from a jar? I'm impressed he even had the courage to sit there, hes always been such a coward. Hes taller than me but hes a twig, does he really think he could stop me from doing anything, so what if I have a little fun with some rats and chemicals.

I stop laughing and step towards him.

*Tsk, tsk, tsk*

Pouf? ~ What on earth are you accusing me of?~ youve known me since collage, do you really think I'm some criminal? Thats very upsetting to me that you'd think such a thing.

I, you- the mixes have been getting worse and worse, the rats are suffering! They mutilate themselves, youre the only one who could possibly be messing with our work! And you being here just proves it! What do you hope to do with all this!

I feel my face contort into grimace. I need to get rid of him, I'm not done playing just yet.

Dr mendren appears to slowly grow cold, I step back with each step he takes forward eventually bumping into the cages, feeling a few rats claw a little against my back.

M..Mendren? Heh heh, what are...... I trail off as he grabs a thick wire from a table, my eyes growing wide.

I stumble trying to rush past him to get to the door. I choke as he quickly loops the wire over my head tugging me back, slicing my neck as he laughs. He wraps the wire tightly around my neck, slicing it all around, it stings! I can't breathe! Blood, my blood is spilling from me. Tears flow from my eyes as I continuously gag trying to speak! Trying to ask why!? he gets annoyed and grabs a thick sewing needle and scissors. Cutting the wire and pushing me down, he furiously sews into my mouth, silencing me as my vision fades. I do not wish for him to be the last thing I see, so I turn my gaze upon the cages. I look upon the rats and think for the last time, I'm sorry.........

I sigh looking at what I've done, I feel nothing as I gaze upon his corpse, his long orange hair and white coat smeared with blood, his hands bloody and bruised from trying to pull away the wire. I just stare and turn away to get a saw from the construction lab and a bag from the kitchen.

I get back and start to cut him up so that hell fit, the vibrating from the saw against bones aggravates me, but I complete the job and take the bag to my car after Ive finished cleaning.

I drive through the city and dump the bag into the ocean without a care. I have no regrets, and I do not morn...................

I continue doing what I have been like usual, everyone assumes poufs sick and just forgot to call in. It wouldnt be the first time so nobody's concerned they wouldnt even notice if he was gone for a week without calling in.

I continue working late into the night without a care. It becomes night and I'm slightly tired, so I sit to write a few logs into my journal.

Lights flicker a bit but I dont mind, that is until they all turn off and I'm left in the dark. I stumble blindly to the switch for the backup lights. I flick the switch and the dim red lights flicker on. I grow confused as I hear the rats squeaking and skittering around, I jump as one scurries onto my foot. I quickly kick it away with disgust and turn away only to see almost all the cages everywhere, rats roaming about the room freely.

I freeze in place as I see pouf standing with his back to me, opening a cage. He slowly turns to me, I stare into his eyes, one a monochrome swirl and the other containing nothing at all, as if it's nothing but a void. Rats swarm next to his legs, even dead ones appear in the mix, entrails dragging along and empty red eyes. Pouf doesnt speak, his mouth is still sewn and his neck still gashed, bruises along the marks. His skin is pale and slightly purple like any corpse, and no signs of saw marks. He walks towards me with a sad look as he tilts his head, I scream and run. Before I reach the door I'm covered in rats, they bite and claw. I'm dragged down as they start to tear my flesh away and burrow into me as I lay trapped. I scream and beg for poufs help, but he just watches. My vision is almost covered by rats, and I'm tired, before I go away, I see pouf turn. And he walks away, and so do the rats. And everything turns into nothing..........

Mendren was found shredded and the rats were gone in the morning, Pouf was never found.

Everything in this story belongs to @Toby_draws_535

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skittles1229 · 3 years

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THE EVER CHANGING STORY OF LUNARIS (reader insert romance)

SOME OF THESE CHARACTERS AND PLACES ECT. DO NOT BELONG TO ME, THEY WERE MADE BY LUNARIS GAMES FOR THE INTERACTIVE VISUAL NOVEL "WHEN THE NIGHT COMES" AVAILABLE EITHER FROM THIER WEBSITE OR ON ITCH. THE COVER IS ALSO FROM LUNARIS GAMES (ITS THIER PIN SET FOR SALE ON THIER SITE)

https://www.wtncgame.com/collections/pins-charms/products/wtnc-holo-sparkle-charms

This is a project I started to maintain my boredom so ill be using the characters from a really great visual novel called when the night comes written by lunaris. go check it out! ill be writing about all the characters including you being the x reader. after I've introduced the plot and characters and if i have enough readers, ill let you guys pick who I right the first romance ending with, the endings will probably have a bit of smut so if your just wanting to know the story you don't have to read the romantic endings

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Chapter One: Unwelcome Start

My feet are killing me and its hot and dark, I'm walking through unfamiliar woods. All I can smell is tree leaves decaying and pine. To fill you in without telling you my life story and having a pity party, I'm one of the few shifting Dire Wolves left. We are a dying breed since people and monsters were coexisting now, I'm over joyed about the mixing of the populations but as the wolves breed with humans our ability to shift is slowing leaving as the generations grow. I on the other hand wasn't liked by much of anyone. I grew up around old town human folk. Both parents had been killed by townsfolk and luckily the little who girl found me as a puppy was nice enough to bring me to her home. That little girl became my life. Her blonde hair reminded me of wheat in the fall and she smelled of old moth balls and freshly cooked bacon. Kasey was a lonely child born a bastard and then left alone when her mom left into town one day. She didn't come home that night. She had the kindest eyes. They say eyes are the window to the soul and hers was broken and glued back together so many times that you couldn't recognize her original beauty. She brought me to a little cabin back in the woods where I stayed with her and her grandmother. I stayed out of school because at the time freaks weren't exactly normal. I learned everything through Kasey and her homework as I grew up. We played in the old field through the woods and down an old forgotten gravel road. She would always tease me about my ears but she loved my big bushy tail. Kasey was a pure soul and sometimes id have to remind her how special she was especially during the times to come. She became ill in late fall, losing her ability to walk and becoming more and more pale from the lack of sunlight. We were told she had an immune issue that couldn't be fix with the medicine we had then and magic was a cure but was also out of the question since anyone who was seen as a witch was seen as a harm to the community and burned at the stake. It wasn't that way in the big towns with lots of people coming and going bustling about, but down here in the boon dock of the forgotten swamp everyone had the same opinion. anything new and different was and and therefore had to be destroyed.

When I was around six Kasey succumb to her unfortunate circumstances in her sleep and she took her welcome with her. I think that maybe it was one of the few mercies I've ever seen god do for someone. After she died the grandmother, already being on her last years, passed not long after that. With nothing holding me to that little shack in the woods I moved on. I was never given a name and so along the way I've figured out who and what I am. Remind me to tell you that one later on, I've been walking for a few days with my satchel made from rabbit fur with old shoe laces holding it together, Kasey in her better days stayed bored in her old pink bedroom reading the same book she had on the old bookcase in the living room. Her grandmother went to the market in town most days to sell her vegetables. she would bring us home sweets and toys. For Kasey's birthday she bought her a bag of fabric rabbit fur and some thread and needles to teach her to sew hoping that would cure her boredom. A few months before she passed, she hurriedly finished off the synch bag with one of her shoelaces from her boots. That bag is the one I have with me now. My clothes and few days worth of food is in it as well. I had been shifted into my wolf form going on 48 hours now and my (F/C favorite color ) fur was now stained with mud and leaves from the nights sleep in a dug out hole. The last sign of civilization was back in my home town. it was now night time again and had seen no sign of a town any where close. It was getting dark and my joints were burning from the pain of walking. I quickly found a soft spot in the ground digging up a little hole to lay in for the night. The woods around me creaked with shifting wood and wind rustling the foliage. Harry had become the governor a while back suddenly disappeared recently in his home base in Lunaris. That's where Kasey's grandmother went for hours everyday to be a part of the market so I decided to see if there was anywhere I could stay and maybe get a job and start a life for myself. All this time I had no real name, Kasey never named me. She wanted me to be able to choose it for myself and I'm now 20 in human years. Our bodies aged in human instead of dog years another kind of pro with the watering down of the generations. I had gone through all of Kasey's family and school friends, even people she heard the name of by passing by in church, I'd heard all the names and thought about them and said them all out loud the see how they role off the tongue and I finally settled on (Y/N) tonight.

I had fallen asleep at some point and shifted back into human form curling around my bag to protect it from the outside. Suddenly the ground around me started to shake and the foliage covering the entrance to the den started to shake loose and fall in. At this point I'm wide awake and have my back to the wall and head in a snarl towards the entrance not knowing why or what had shaken the ground so harshly. I smell a fowl smell that reeks of something I've never smelled before. It began to burn my nose like alcohol or whatever grandma had in the wash rooms for spring cleaning. I heard twigs breaking and a long groan that howled with the wind. My heart was racing not knowing what to expect to come through the entrance and that's when I saw the light from the moon blocked by a large shadow. I braced for a fight when suddenly it let out a yelp of pain as I see two or three other shadows chase it to the right of the hole. Lots of yelling from men and women can be heard along with lots of new smells. All of them had hints of sweat and fear but some of them were odd. One was carried in on a breath of lavender and honey and the other of burnt wood like a fire place. One also smelled like chocolate and for a split second I smelled the familiar canine sent, Another wolf or maybe a half breed Lykan. I laid there and listened as the group seemed to quickly dominate whatever that creature was and if there's a group of hunters then there has to be a town. I wait for the noise to die out before I stick my head out of the hole to check my area. I look at the position of the moon and start to get a better idea of how long I was asleep. I think it must have been at least 3 in the morning. I grabbed my bag and pulled myself out of the hole, shaking off loose dirt and changing myself back into that big furry wolf I've become used to and walk towards where I heard the commotion to catch the scent of where they had gone. The creature they fought was dead on the ground covered in its black oozing blood. It looked like a genetic mutation of some kind gone very wrong and the smell almost could knock you out, if your a dog that is. I heard a snap of a twig in the distance and that's when I caught the scent of a dying summer, decaying flowers and dying memories.

I see a blue glow coming from an object a few feet in front of me hidden in the darkness of the trees, whatever it was it made it very clear that I was unwelcome and that I was seen as a threat. I bent neck down feeling the hair along my spine start to stand on end as I snarled my teeth in the direction of the ominous blue glow. Suddenly the tense feeling in the air dropped, you could feel the tension melt away and in that second the strange creature pushes forward into the moonlight. A man with golden eyes and a mechanical arm moves forward looking with his hands raised. "My names Finnegan and I know you wont hurt me because your not just any wolf am I right?" The sudden question brushes me as weird and out of place but regardless it only makes me all the more persistent that he not come any closer. He stops in his tracks and sits in the tall grass he had been previously standing in. We sat there like that for what seems like forever and he seemed to feel talkative because he asked question after question. I looked around to think of what direction I wanted to go in order to get away from here .

"You know it would be easier to go to Lunaris." he said picking at something under his nails. I look at him tilting my head, can he hear my thoughts? I didn't think humans could do such things but he didn't look like a human. Not with the fangs like that and those pointed ears. "No I'm not human I'm a vampire, I live in Lunaris with my friends. I actually have a Lykan friend as well so you wont be alone." I bent my ears back in annoyance, tired of the vamp imposing on my thoughts. I decided I would speak with him but not in this form. As a Lykan I could still stay able to protect myself and be able to speak to this other freak of nature in front of me. In order to do so I'd have to get away from this vampire long enough to cover myself. Almost instantly the vamp got up causing me to jump. "There's a graveyard a little ways from here, you can shift and change in the maintenance shed. As I'm sure you heard earlier there are some odd creatures in these woods so ill walk you to town myself. Then I can take you to Ezra and have him give you a once over." he began to walk and turned around about five feet away to ask if I was going to follow, I decide that this town might be a start to a weird series of events. We made our way through the woods to a small path of cleared trees and some sand, we followed that to the graveyard behind a large church like building and that's when I saw the small shed. "I'll stand behind the shed towards the woods I'm sure nobody is awake so you shouldn't have to worry about townsfolk." I shifted back into my Lykan form and hurry into the shed. My (hair length) (H/Color) hair fell over my face as I shoved myself into my tight jeans and put my long sleeve white shirt on. my ears still sat on the top of my head and my tail is swishing back and forth in anticipation of how this town was going to accept a new comer and a freak at that. I threw on the hoodie I had found hanging on a tree on my way out of my old town, probably left by one of the boys in the old town. I smoothed my fur down and walked out of the shed with my bag in my hands, I peaked my head around the corner and caught the golden eyes of the man called Finnegan as he's leaned against the shack with his arms crossed.

I walk up to him with my arm wrapped around my bag and offered him the other. "My names (y/n), sorry about the weird introduction but I really just have no clue where I am or where I'm going." he grinned and studied me before opening up and talking again. "You cleanup really well don't you (y/n)." I simply lowered my head as a response and shrugged my shoulders. " It would suck to have to stay as wolf all the time because I'm just to ugly to look at as a Lykan." he laughs flashing his fangs and approaching me and taking my hand pulling me closer to him to where we were inches apart. "Ugly is one thing you aren't, if your this pretty as a Lykan then I cant wait to see you in human form" he then snuck his arm around my waist turning me around as he began to walk to the town. "How did you know I could do that?" I stopped him and I could see his grin form as he turned around to meet my eyes. "I've been alive a long time (y/n). when the old man who sired me was alive he'd tell us stories of the dire wolves that lived in the forest in the mountains. He would tell us stories of how they had almost repopulated in a town not far from here, completely unannounced to the world growing among the town folk." he looked away suddenly his essence changed from one of wisdom and confidence to one of remorse and sadness. He began to walk once again motioning for me to follow. "That is until the townsfolk caught wind of such rumors. He banded together the higher ups and went through exposing half the town to be," he grimaces as if saying the name leaves a sour taste in his mouth, "werewolves as the humans put it." We had just made it through a small alley leading too a large stone road. This is the first time I've heard the real story aloud of what happened to my parents that day. Suddenly I didn't feel much like talking anymore and the vampire noticed this as we made it to the closed up and dark market side of town. Large tents and shacks were on both sides of the road, I'm sure it looks much nicer when its open and bustling with people. "I'll have to show it to you." he says suddenly again answering my thoughts as if id said them aloud. "You know Finn I love your interest in me but I think its kind of of rude to read others thoughts right?" His eyes suddenly dart away and clears his throat, "Not if the person has particularly loud thoughts but I do see what you mean. Nasty habit it is, been aiming to fix that." We both laugh for a bit and then he heads for a door on the right side of the road raising his metal arm to touch the door. When his hand makes contact, Finn says a few words in another language and his arm burst to life flowing with blue lights. The door makes a noise and a shield seams to lower into Finn's hand as he opens the door. He pulls me in and I'm immediately overwhelmed at the smells around me, some fragrant like perfumes and others dirty like burning wood. He had shelves of boxes and books, homemade spells and food with jars of candy lining the shelves.

Finn puts the wards back up and leads me to the kitchen where he sits me down at the wooden table across from the couch and the wall covered in art work, "Wait here while I run upstairs and get the witch you just relax and think if anything hurts or needs to be looked at." with Finns vampy speed skills he vanishes up the stairs to get this so called witch, I certainly do hope I don't meet the same fate as my parents once did in this town years ago. I here rustling and movement up the stairs as a dark skinned man comes running to me with worried eyes and open arms. he cups my face in his hands and scans me over for any sign of blood or wounds. "Finnegan she looks alright, you made her out to be as if she'd been attacked." He looks back at Finn letting go of my face in order to hit him in the head just enough to scuffle his hair. He then turns around to me and straightens up his robe and his curly mop of hair, I hold out my hand to introduce myself and he grabs it with both hands pulling me in with a smile. "I'm Ezra and this my little spells and Knick knack shop." he has a strange contagious happiness that causes my worries and doubts to slip away. He rubs his hand through my hair making his way to my ears checking for ticks and mites since my ears are much different from human ears. "Are you ok," He says we a worry filled smile and motions me to sit down, I obey as my feet have become numb after so many days of walking. He reaches into his shelves and pulls out a kettle and a metal box of herbs and tea bags for homemade blends. "Go on love what happen? Why are you out in the woods at this hour?" I yawned in response of all their questions and simply said, "No disrespect Ezra but I'm exhausted and my feet are throbbing, I think the walking has caught up to me." He nods knowing what I mean. Ezra hands me a cup of tea and some cookies from a jar up in the cabinet. "Right I'm sorry. Let me help Finn out and I'll come back and run you a bath with herbs and salts to get you well rested and ready for tomorrow." He and Finn stepped to a hatch underneath the rug in Ezra's common quarters. I took a few cookies sneaking them into my bag so that I can eat them later as well, they were ( favorite kind ) cookies and i couldn't resist the temptation to stuff my face.

Finn calls my name waving as he disappears into the hole and Ezra closes it back up and covers it again. "Alright now to get you all set, come with me up stairs." I follow behind slowly hating every step up those stairs but it was well worth it when I made it. He had a big circle tub surrounded in stone, it looked to be able to fit two people and the water come up pretty high. The twinkling lights hanging from the ceiling were different shades of blue purple and pink with a magical blue flamed candle hanging on the wall in a glass case. The tub was filled with steaming water and flower petals, the room smelled of pine and mint with citrus chopped up into slices and dropped into the water. Bubbles had covered the top of the water like snow and smelled like lavender and honey. His bathroom was pure happiness and love expressed in his home. "Now this bath should help your muscles not be sore in the morning and it should help you fall asleep tonight, I hate to ask but should I check you for ticks or scratch's anywhere on you?" I shrugged as my body was still covered in fur and it could be hiding anything but I was so self conscious about my body that I wouldn't dare ask for his help with this task. I point my head down and hugged myself as if to comfort myself. Ezra looked at me with kind eyes and hands me a towel, "Its ok if you aren't comfortable with it, just promise me you'll come and let me take any off for you. They carry lime disease and other things that can harm you!" as he goes to grab the handle to leave I grab his arm. I muster up all the courage I can and whispered, "Can you stay and help me Ezra?" He smiles and blushes slightly, wrapping me in a hug, "of course!" He closes the door and stays turned around as I take my clothes that I have on now off and grab the robe from the wall and cover myself. "Alright your ok to look now." I say in a small voice. "Alright I'm gonna start with your legs and work my way up and after your done you can use my cats flea shampoo to make sure everything is clean and gone. I nod my head agreeing and let him begin, he rubs his soft hands over my paw pads massaging as he goes looking for any bumps or imperfections. He comes across a tick that had made itself at home on my inner thigh , he poked and prodded at it for a few minutes but it was resistant to all his attempts. "You know fur is great but I just don't think I could do a full body of it." He laughs and I return his joke with a giggle of my own. "Would it be easier if there was no fur?" I ask searching his face for his reaction. At first he looks confused and he seemed to be racking his brain for what I could be saying. "Well I'm certainly not going to shave you if that's what your asking." he smiles and we both laugh. I trusted Ezra I didn't sense any type of misjudgment or threat coming from this simple witch.

I began to shift into my human form and my leg grew smaller in his hand and the once thick course fur is now bare soft human skin. The robe that was a perfect fit before, is now hanging down off my shoulders. It draped around me like a sheet and Ezra had stayed quiet so far, only staring wide eyed and enchanted at the sight. My hair falls in front of my face as I smile at him, "Is that any better?" He's still not said a word so far, just staring at my face and rubbing my legs searching for the fur that was no longer there. "Now how did you do that? spell? hallucinations? Are you even a wolf?" He seems stunned and unsure of what to say, he did however have lots of questions some of which I could answer and others was searching for myself. We talked while taking the ticks that had made themselves at home on me off finally, burning them as he went. his hands glided over me like soap and his hands felt like heaven against my skin. "I'm honestly stunned I didn't think of it before you told me, I remember in school they use to mention small things about dire wolves but they never dove into that chapter which I guess was because you guys were believed to have died out long ago. but behold!" he places some bubbles on my he'd and smiles so wide that his eyes look squinty. "your here1 So obviously the world didn't lose all of its beautiful one of a kind dire wolves." What a sweet happy minded guy, he seemed to only be able to see the silver lining and if he could see the other side of things then he hides his emotions very well. It didn't take much for the mud and dirt that was previously there to fall away into the soapy water. Ezra had gone to make himself a cup of tea and was waiting in his room for when I was done. My hair had been shampooed and I washed my body with the bar of soap sitting on the side of the tub. It was green and purple but see through, there was a small flower in the middle and there seemed to be small beads in the soap that came out as you washed. It smelled like roses and vanilla, the smell reminded me of Ezra. Soon I got out and dried myself off with the lavender towel Ezra had left behind, throwing the robe on and heading to where Ezra had said his room was. He had laid out a large t-shirt and a pair of women's shorts? I hadn't seen a women in here before and no-one had said anything about a wife or girlfriend ... maybe they were a friend of his, at least that's what I'm hoping. As soon as my head hit the soft feather pillow I drifted off into a deep sleep, filled with dreams of of cookies, flowers, and Ezra? oh, Finnigan as well. Seems I simply cant escape the happenings of tonight or the past. My memories slowly drift back to that little blonde haired girl I had loved once before.

(A/N) The picture at the top is of the characters mentioned in this from the game when the night comes. if you haven't read it You should defiantly take a look before you dive into this so that you can fall in love with the characters before reading other peoples interpretations of their personalities. I personally feel like I couldn't dream of reaching the level of dedication that the creator of the game had for their characters.

I also have a second chapter out on wattpad you can find it here.

https://my.w.tt/i2iNayX8mbb

#fanfictions #fanfic #finn x reader #ezra x reader #August x reader #Piper x reader #Alkar x reader #omen x reader #self insert #romance #witchcraft #Demons #humans #monsters #shapeshifting #female reader #ongoing #request #request open

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thomas-mvller · 4 years

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Hello everyone so uh lately i've started to be more active on my music sideblog which means i've been hearting stuff like crazy for the past couple of months aka all the things i've been tagged in has been buried under all that nonsense SO because i hate leaving things undone i thought on doing them all at once and tagging a bunch of people so they can get a little distraction by doing them (as in, not all of them but whichever they might want to do)

Again: you do not have to do all of them, not even one if you don't feel like doing so! there's a game for everyone so hey!

Tagging: @havertsz @foreverbayern @germanynts @sherlockisonfire @debushit @sadiiomane10 @miasanmuller @elishamanning @abcde-fc @bbjim @littletentaclemonster @tamtam-elizabeth @minimalloss @pearfight and whoever wants to do this! if you see it, consider yourself tagged >:))

Alright, here we go:

1) I was tagged by @/tamtam-elizabeth and @/sadiiomane10 to post a capture of my lockscreen, homescreen and last song i listened to. Thank you both <3

I used to be very annoying when it came to changing my lock/homescreen so now i just don’t do that often anymore (previous to that my homescreen was a pic of lfc winning ucl OBVIOUSLY) also i haven’t really been listening to music lately but i did have a depeche mode phase like two weeks ago and this was the song i replayed the most so hey!

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2) “Get to know me” tag

Tagged by the always thoughtful @/tamtam-elizabeth , thank you and i’m sorry for taking so long ;-; <3

Name: Cloud

Birthday: sometime in november

Zodiac Sign: scorpio

Height: 5′4′’ or 1.65 (last time i checked..... which was like seven years ago)

Hobbies: lately it has been sewing facemasks 😂 that aside i like watching movies, random videos on yt, baking and crafting sometimes

Favorite colors: black, red and teal

Favorite Book: don’t think i have one :o

Last Song Listened to: barrel of a gun by depeche mode

Last Movie Watched: currently watching prince of egypt. if that doesn’t count then ben hur 😂

Inspiration or Muse: i really don’t know what to say here 😂

Dream Job: i still haven’t given up to my goal but at this point i just want a job that gives me stability and zero worries

Reason Behind my URL: Thomas Müller (German pronunciation: [ˈtoːmas ˈmʏlɐ]; born 13 September 1989) is a German professional footballer who plays for Bundesliga club Bayern Munich. A versatile player, Müller plays as a midfielde- okay no in all seriousness yess this url is bc of a football player 😂

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3) Ten songs playlist tag

Tagged by the joy that is @/foreverbayern and the always sweetest @/havertsz . thank youuuuu <3

Rules: We’re snooping through your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and then choose 10 victims.

Some months ago I made the mistake of transfering the songs i had in my old computer to my current laptop and there are some stuff that just........ should not be acknowledged so i can’t do shuffle HOWEVER i will choose ten random songs i’ve listened to/discovered this year (technically speaking is the same) so here it is:

art-i-ficial by x-ray spex

sunny afternoon by the kinks

desire lines by lush

paper cuts by incubus

pure love by hayley williams

spirit by bauhaus

no one knows by screaming trees

let’s love by suho

all we need is a dream by cheap trick

cosmonauts by fiona apple

bonus: you’re so close by peter murphy (god i adore this song)

I wouldn’t be surprised if these aren’t your cup of tea tbh 😂

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4) “Core aesthetic” tag

Tagged by @/havertsz - i’m sorry for the delay ;-; and thank you <3

rules: search your name + "core aesthetic" on pinterest, get a moodboard & select a few photos that come up

i can’t really use pinterest so i googled it instead, as you might’ve guessed this is what i got 😂

ps: i’ve been informed not to use pinterest so if you wish follow this post’s indications

ah this is so pretty, i loved doing this!

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Tagged by @/germanynts @/havertsz and @/elishamanning to do this tag, thank you all <3

rules: describe yourself with pictures you already have saved. no downloading or searching for new ones. then tag 10 people.

if you want further explanations for each pic... ask ahead 😂

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6) “bold what applies” tag

Tagged by the always enJoyable @/foreverbayern, thank yoooou <3

rules: bold what applies to you and tag a bunch of people

- Appearance

I am over 5’5 // I wear glasses/contacts // I have blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing over tight clothing // I have one or more piercings (had three...) // I have at least one tattoo // I have blue eyes // I have dyed or highlighted my hair // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball caps backwards

- Hobbies and interests

I play a sport // I can play an instrument // I am artistic // I know more than one language // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim // I enjoy writing // I can do origami // I prefer movies to tv shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year // I enjoy spending time with my friends // I travel during school or work breaks // I can do a handstand

Relationships

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // I have a best friend I have known for ten years // my parents are together // I have hooked up with my best friend // I am adopted // My crush has confessed to me // I have a long-distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends // I have made an online friend // I met up with someone I have met online

- Aesthetic

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sunrise // I enjoy rainy days // I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach // I know what snow tastes like // I listen to music to fall asleep (i did that for a long time and i sicnerely don’t recommend it) // I enjoy thunderstorms // I enjoy cloud watching // I have attended a bonfire (quick story time: one time when i was 12 my friends and i sneaked into our seniors’ school anniversary activities and they lit this huge bonfire near the football field, it was nuts) // I pay close attention to colours // I find mystery in the ocean (spoopy shit) // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // Autumn is my favourite season

- Miscellaneous

I can fall asleep in moving vehicles // I am the mom friend // I live by a certain quote(s) // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick-shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least 3 dogs

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my god this is getting embarassing i had stuff long due ;-;

Tagged by @/tamtam-elizabeth. think you for thanking on me when doing tag games, i mean it :-: <3

How old are you?: 24

Surgeries?: one

Tattoos?: none yet ://

Ever hit a deer?: i have never seen one so... no 😂

Sang karaoke?: yeah... years ago 😂

Ice skated?: nope

Ridden a motorcycle?: had the chance but nope

Ridden in an ambulance?: nope

Skipped school?: a handful of times

Stayed in a hospital?: for a few hours

Broken bones?: nope

Last phone call?: i haven’t called anyone in ages 😂

Last text from?: my mom

Pepsi or coke?: coke but i don’t mind having pepsi

Favorite pie?: haven’t had one

Favorite pizza?: chorizo + corn + red pepper

Favorite season?: autumn

Received a ticket?: don’t even know how to drive

Favorite color?: black, red and teal

Sunset or sunrise?: both!

Favorite Christmas song?: don’t think i have one, maybe universe by exo?

Cupcakes or cookies?: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh good q, cookies?

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8) “find your match” tag game

Tagged by @/tamtam-elizabeth, you’re allowed to punch me in the face at this point

Rules:

Take the test

Reblog this post with what type you got

Tag 7 mutuals to do the same!

I got the Dreamer and my ideal partner would be The Innovator ?)

Seek out opportunities to collaborate with INNOVATOR types, who combine your lofty idealism with a focus on pragmatic solutions. The grounding energy of the INNOVATOR can inspire you to apply your imagination to real-world change.

that’s deep fam 😂 but okay!

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9) “get to know me tag”

Tagged by: @/littletentaclemonster . thank you and sorry for the delay ;-; <3

nickname: cloud zodiac: scorpio height: 5′4″ / 1.65 last movie I saw: can you believe i managed to watch another thing while making this? anyway it was The celluloid closet last thing I googled: block site extension favorite musician: as of right now? depeche mode song stuck in my head: you’re so close by peter murphy other blogs: @/brltpop and @/s-lay-ing amount of sleep: as long as i can get (usually 7 or 8) lucky numbers: don’t think i have one dream job: whatever gives me stability what am I wearing: pajamas favorite food: chinese, mexican and italian language: which ones do i know? spanish and english somewhat. i want to learn japanese and german :c can I play an instrument: nope favorite song: atm is YOU’RE SO CLOSE (8) random fact: my nails usually grow sort of square except for my thumb and index fingers, they grow round for whatever reason describe yourself in aesthetic things: ?????????? idk man, messy room? loose clothes? football? cd’s on a shelf, posters on the walls ?????

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MY GOD WHY AM I LIKE THIS?????????

10)

Tagged by @/littletentaclemonster you too can punch me in the face

Rules: Bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.

AIR: I have small hands • I love the night sky • I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by • I drink herbal tea • I wake to see dawn • The smell of dust is comforting • I’m valued for being wise • I prefer books to music • I meditate • I find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE: I don’t have straight hair • I like to wear ripped jeans • I play an organized sport • I love dogs • I am not afraid of adventure • I love to talk to strangers • I always try new foods • I enjoy road trips • Summer is my favorite season • My radio is always playing

WATER: I wear bracelets on my wrists • I love the bustle of the city • I have more than one set of piercings • I read poetry • I love the sound of a thunderstorm • I want to travel the world • I sleep past midday most days • I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs • I rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • I see emotions in colors not words

EARTH: I wear glasses/contacts • I enjoy doing the laundry • I am a vegetarian • I have an excellent sense of time • My humor is very cheerful • I am a valued advisor to my friends • I believe in true love • I love the chill of mountain air • I’m always listening to music • I am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER: I go without makeup in my daily life • I make my own artwork • I keep on track of my tasks and time • I always know true north • I see beauty in everything (sort of) • I can always smell flowers • I smile at everyone I pass by • I always fear history repeating itself • I have recovered from a mental disorder • I can love unconditionally

Water an aether huh, i don’t know what to do with this information 😂

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if you ask me i would very much appreciate it if you do the songs playlist tag bc i need recommendations thanks. Also massive apologies to the ones that were due since last year I had them in my drafts i swear!

Stay safe everyone :D

#ask games #yaay!#FINALLY #THE GUILT........ GONE #well this was fun

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the-fangirl-way · 5 years

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3: Blush

I stood there in shock, my mind racing, my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest.

"H-Harry, what..what are you doing here?" I finally asked, my mouth catching up with my mind.

"I got bailed out." He said casually as if we were talking about the weather rather than how he had gotten out of prison.

"Bailed out? Your bail bond was set at two hundred thousand.." I said and he nodded.

"Who..what..."

"My father bailed me out, are you going to let me inside?"

"Wha- I don't think that's a good idea-" I started but he pushed past me inside the apartment.

"It's freezing out there." He said plopping down on the couch.

"Nice place."

"Harry you can't just be here, in my apartment, I could get in trouble.. Oh God." I said realizing at any minute Tristan would arrive and there was no telling how he'd react to finding Harry in my apartment.

"Relax, I'm just here to talk." He said crossing his ankle over his leg.

"Harry no really, you can't be here." I emphasized and at that moment the door buzz went off again.

"Are you expecting company?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "Who is it?"

I ignored him and pushed the button.

"Uh, hold on one second." I said into the speaker.

"Avery? Everything alright?" Tristans voice asked and Harry's expression changed from a smirk to an irritated glare.

"Officer Dick Head? You invited him here?" He asked, narrowing his eyes. "Oh my God, are you two fucking?" He asked then and I widened my eyes.

"Harry! That's none of your business! You've got to go!" I said grabbing his wrist to pull him up but he protested.

"No, I want to stay, thank you."

"Well you can't stay!" I said irritated.

"You've got to- oh you can't go down stairs he'll see you! Hide in my bedroom!" I said pushing him to the stairs.

"You've got to be fucking kidding." Harry protested irritably.

"No Harry I'm not, you hide and I'll get rid of him." I said and in a flash his expression changed from irritated to cocky again.

"Okay." He agreed before retreating up the stairs.

My heart was pounding wildly and I couldn't control my breathing.

What the hell was I going to do?

Thinking quickly I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, ruffled my clothes and grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around myself.

"Come up." I said weakly into the buzzer and within seconds I heard a knock on the door.

"Tristan." I said opening the door and instantly felt like the worst person on the entire planet.

He was dressed in a nice button up dress shirt, a pair of nice jeans and boots. His five o'clock shadow was shaved and he was holding a bottle of wine with a ribbon around it in one hand, and a bag of takeout in the other.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his eyes filling with concern.

I wanted to go upstairs and punch Harry in the jaw for doing this to me, ruining my night with Tristan.

"I- I think I'm coming down with something, I've been throwing up all evening." I lied, hoping it sounded convincing enough.

His face dropped and I instantly felt a million times worse.

"Oh."

"I'm so sorry, I was going to call you about five minutes before you showed up." I said trying to sound sincere.

"No, it's fine. I understand, you can't help being sick." He said dismissingly.

"I really am sorry. I'll call you tomorrow?" I offered and he smiled a small smile.

"Sure, yeah, okay."

I reached up and kissed him on the cheek lightly.

"Goodnight." I said before closing the door, looking at his sad expression made me feel like the worst person in the world.

"That was touching." I heard Harry's voice from behind me, causing me to jump, he was leaned up against the doorframe smirking at me.

"I should kick your ass for that." I said and he laughed.

"Or you could kiss my ass.." He said flirty and I rolled my eyes.

"Why the hell are you here Harry?"

"I told you, I got bailed out." He said reinstating what he had already told me.

"Yeah, I got that. But why are you here?" I asked and he was silent.

"Harry seriously we are not in an interrogation, and I can call the police for you just showing up and inviting yourself in my house." I said, my voice more steady than I felt.

"I got evicted from my apartment." He said averting his gaze from my face.

"Okay? So go to your Mother's or your sisters or-"

"No one knows I'm out except my dad and I'd like to keep it that way." He said sternly and I sighed exasperated.

"Well then go stay with him."

"I would like to, only he told me I can't stay with him because he doesn't want a felon in his house the prick." He mumbled and a pang of guilt settled in to me but there was no way in hell he could stay here.

"That sucks, but you can't stay here, I've got a roommate."

"Ah yes, the spunky raven haired nurse." He said and I raised an eyebrows.

"How do you know that?" I asked warily.

"Relax. I got out this morning and saw you two coming out of Wahaca. I wasn't going to approach you on the street." He said walking over to take a seat on the couch again.

"How did you know where to find me?" I asked then.

"The lady at the library desk told me. What was her name, Doris was it? She was quite hesitant to give up your information when she saw me."

"You were following me?" I asked and he shrugged.

"I wanted to talk to you, but I knew you'd probably make a scene like you are now." He said gesturing to me.

"How am I supposed to believe you?" I asked cocking an eyebrow.

"Believe me, don't believe me, I don't really care." He said annoyed, turning his attention to the tv.

"Harry.." I said agitated, taking a seat on the couch, making sure to keep a good distance between him and myself.

"Save it. I came to talk to you about Langston." He said and my that held my attention.

"Now you wanna talk?"

"I'm not being surveillanced and video taped now.. am I?" He asked looking around the apartment warily.

"What do you think I videotape all of my guests and watch it back?" I asked and he shrugged, I rolled my eyes.

"So tell me." I urged.

Harry shifted in his seat to look at me, his expression going from slightly annoyed and smirking to serious in a matter of seconds. His emerald eyes locked on mine.

"You have to swear you won't tell." He started and my heart sped up again.

"Harry I'm a detective I-"

"Swear to it or I won't tell you a thing and I'll leave."

I wanted to know so badly why he had done what he'd done, but sitting here now in this moment I didn't feel prepared at all to find out the truth. And on top of that I couldn't tell Callahan, or record it, or they would file it on Harry depending on the information and possibly arrest him again, and then I would be his target. Harry was a pretty easy going person most of the time, but the fact alone that he had tried to kill someone made my skin crawl with fear of what he would do to me if I told.

"I swear." I whispered and he stared at me a minute before looking satisfied enough to begin.

"Wesley Langston was my sister's boyfriend." He started and I felt myself gasp before I could stop it.

"But, in the interview-"

"She didn't tell anyone except me. Our Mother didn't even know, hell she probably wouldn't have told me if I hadn't found her-" He stopped, his eyes leaving focus, his mind wandering to something in his memory.

"Harry.." I mumbled bringing him back to reality.

"He was an English major at her college, he had graduated two years before her and he was there for the study abroad program." He said and I nodded, urging him to continue.

"They started dating for about two months, she didn't tell any of us I guess because she didn't know where things were going to go and she didn't want him to meet the family and all that jazz if things didn't work.."

"One night she didn't come home, she always came home around midnight or so, she'd say she was out with friends when she was really with him. So that night when she didn't come home I went looking for her. None of her friends had seen her, I panicked worrying if something had happened to her so I called her cell phone. She answered and lied and told me she was at a friend of her's house but I knew that was a lie because I had already been there so I made her tell me where she was, threatening to get the police involved." He stopped, looking down at his hands.

"She was at a hotel, he was already gone when I got there, and I swear if he had of been there I would have killed him." He said through his teeth, I could see him seething, trying to calm himself thinking of the memory.

"What happened Harry?" I asked quietly.

"She was laying on the bed wrapped up in the blanket, she was crying and begging me not to tell mom. She had scattered bruises all over her face, her lip was busted open and bleeding, there was a gash over her eye that was bleeding.."

Harry quit talking, I could see the small tears pricking up in the corners of his eyes, he quickly thumbed them away.

"I took her to the hospital and they sewed the wound above her eye, I told her I would call the police but she begged me not to, begged me not to tell anyone about it and to leave it alone but she knew I couldn't do that, but at the time I promised her. We were released and she stayed with me for a few days until her face healed, we told our Mother that she was staying with me to clean my apartment and spend time with me, and when she asked about the stitches we told her she fell and hit her head on an end table, Mom never questioned it, Gemma had always been clumsy.." He said, this was the first smile he displayed, it was small, but visible. His eyes were puffy from the tears.

"After that, I sought out to find the bastard and do what he had done to my sister, only I knew it wouldn't do me any good except land me in jail, so I decided if I was going to go to jail for something I would make sure he'd never bother her again.." He said finishing his spew and I sat quietly, it was a lot to take in. I couldn't quite place the feeling inside of me, it wasn't pity or disgust, it was something along the lines of compassion. I would never condole killing anyone else but I knew deep down inside my heart that if that had been my sister, or Devlin I would have done the same thing.

Harry sat motionless for a few minutes and the nurturing side of me came out before I could stop myself, I scooted closer and placed my hand on his arm.

"I wish you would have told me before." I said and his gaze transfigured from the floor to me.

"I couldn't, I made a promise to my sister I wouldn't tell anyone."

"Yeah but Harry-"

"No." He cut me off.

"I promised. If I had told you, you would have gotten Gemma and my mother involved and neither of them need to be involved in what I've done, or didn't do." He said, his jaw clenching and unclenching.

I didn't say anything, instead sat still looking at Harry.

He looked a million times better than he since yesterday, the color in his face was starting to come back. His hair had been trimmed and was clean, I wondered if he had taken me up on my suggestion to get a good shower, I assumed he had by the clean clothes he was wearing.

All in all he looked.. good, considering. And he smelled good.

He smelled like irish spring or something masculine mixed with a subtle hint of mint. It was quite the intoxicating smell, but I wheeled myself away from the thought immediately, dangerous territory.

Finally after what seemed like ages I spoke.

"Harry, you can't stay here, I'm sorry but you can't."

He didn't argue or even look upset he just shrugged.

"I didn't think so."

"I'm sorry, if it weren't for the circumstances."

"Save it again, I get it." He said standing up and stretching.

"I'll be fine."

He headed for the door and I followed to see him out.

I opened the door and he stepped out in the hallway turning back to look at me.

"See you soon, Avery." He said, the tone of his voice sent unfamiliar chills down my spine but I brushed them off.

"Harry." I mumbled and watched him walk away down the hallway and board the elevator before I could breathe evenly again.

I quickly shut the door and deadbolted it, my heart racing and my mind matching.

Devlin returned home sometime after midnight, she had changed out of her scrubs and was wearing a nice dress and heels.

"You're still up?" She asked when she stepped inside and noticed me curled up on the couch with my laptop.

"Yes?" I questioned and she sized me up.

"Your hair is up, you're not wearing makeup, and you're in your pajamas, I'm guessing Lennon didn't show up?"

I thought seriously about telling Devlin what had happened with Harry but decided against it, if she knew she would probably have a conniption and call the police.

"He got called into work." I lied and she nodded believing me.

"How was your night?" I asked shifting the conversation away from my night and its endeavors.

"It was...good actually. Dr. Stevens took me to this really nice Japanese restaurant and a movie." She said smiling.

"Oh yeah? What movie?"

"The one with Kate Beckinsale and Jonah Hill."

"Oh yeah, how was it?" I asked and a cheeky grin broke out on her face.

"I don't know."

"You dog!" I said laughing and she giggled.

"I know, making out in a movie theater how juvenile am I i?"

"As long as you're happy Dev, I'm happy."

"I am really happy, Eric is a great guy. Now we both have good men." She said and I nodded, my stomach feeling in knots knowing I had blown off Tristan for Harry tonight.

"Well I'm going to bed, see you in the morning?" Devlin offered and I nodded, she gave me a quick hug and headed up the stairs to bed.

I flipped off the tv and decided to head to bed myself, I'd had enough excitement for one night.

When I got upstairs I checked my phone before plugging it in.

From: Tristan

Hope you're feeling better, call you tomorrow?

I sighed knowing that I had blown him off for stupid Harry showing up. I quickly texted back.

Sounds good, goodnight.

I laid down in bed and before I knew it I was drifting off to sleep.

I dreamt of emerald eyes and inky tattoos.

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crownedcroweprince · 5 years

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⚔️- Celtic Cross. How can I begin to move forward from everything I've ever known? (Thank you, as always, for your wonderful readings. I have no preference for which character gives it.

[Tarot Card Spread Ask]

Una’to pats the spot next to him smiling a tired smile, “Back for another lesson into the cards or just curious this time? Either way, I suppose a reading would take care of both, wouldn’t it?”

He picks up the deck and shuffles it for a while, before slowly placing the ten cards down, flipping them face up before they are placed upon the cloth before them. He studies them, his mouth twitching into a slight grimace looking upon the first one.

He taps his finger on the card, one in the center, “This is the heart of the matter, the card here is one known for being less than favored when seen. It carries a great weight. A change in the tides of your life. The tower falls. Was it pride that made it crumble? Or perhaps it is a sudden upheaval or disaster in your life that has made it fall. Something in your life has broken down, and that is the main issue in your life. It influences all other cards of this reading, as it is the core, the heart. From it all other things are impacted, much like in our bodies. However there is hope, when the tower falls, one can more easily take in the night sky and find insight within. Things can be rebuilt anew. It seems you are at that new building process now if anything.”

Tapping the card upon the other he blinks a few times before speaking. “Here is the challenge you must face. Overcome it to resolve the issue at hand. There is a person here. They are tyrannical, rigid, and cold. These can be found in yourself or a person near you. I can’t say for certain of course. There is a controlling nature, so much so that it is dominating, and causing suffering. Look within to see if this is you or another. What needs to be let go of? Similarly to the card before, it is also a card of way points and markers on your greater journey in life.

His hand moves to the card at the base of the outer cross, again he taps the card. “The card here inhabits the space representing your unconscious. How you feel on the matter at hand, and emotions hidden underneath. The card itself is one of dreams, desires, and new opportunity. You have perhaps unconsciously been looking to give new life into an idea that relates to the material world that will allow you to leave this situation. You are enthused to make this opportunity flourish.”

Eyes shift to the left and up, landing on the next card in the circle, traveling counter clockwise. “Next is your past. The attitudes, feelings, or beliefs from the past that shape your current situation. The card here is one of action, adventure, and fearlessness. It seems you may have taken actions brought upon by passionate beliefs, however, the downfalls with that are not seeing what your actions may cause. Brash, impulsive, and unrealistic actions as you ran after an idea. The lesson here is to plan your advances towards goals.”

He reaches up and taps the card that tops the cross, “Here follows your conscious. How you currently view the situation at hand, your convictions and beliefs in regards to it, and this reading as well. The card here is one of balance, priorities, and adapting to change. You’ve grown used to rapid changes, it’s been hard going but it is the norm. Opposing forces are kept in balance by you, and you understand that it is unavoidable at times. It has taught you that you have the resilience for such things.”

His eyes go to the final card of the cross. “Then there is the future. Again, a card of great importance and dictating life changes arises should you continue on this path before you. Influences coming that will impact how you perceive your situation, and developing concerns. The card is one of motherhood, or a motherly figure,” his ear twitches slightly every time he says mother, “fertility, and nature. This can again, be yourself or someone in your life represented by this card. She is the embodiment of femininity. Nurturing, fertile, and a provider. It seems you may become such a figure, or that one such as her will enter your life and help to change the situation you are currently dealing with. Remember, she carries the weight to help you shape your fate and change the course of the road you are traveling.”

Moving to tap the first card making up the row next to the cross, he smiles slightly, for the first time in a while during this reading. “This is you, the querent. It’s how you are approaching the situation. As well as the beliefs, fears, and perceptions you have of yourself that are impacting the situation. Oddly, you seem to have asked a question that garnered fate to give you another card that indicates way point markers in your life. The card here is of change, cycles that can not be governed over by us, such as the change of seasons, and inevitable fate. Your beliefs seem to be one that things are perhaps out of your control, or anyone’s for that matter. Luck and fate of individuals is highlighted here. This is the changing of cycles, a lesson is carried here that all things go in waves. What goes up must come back down. Many things travel in waves, up and down however… Remember, that these are your beliefs though, and they may be able to change. In fact, they may be apt to.”

He taps the card above, “Here is the environment from which you are working on your situation. Really, the climate surrounding your situation. Here is a card of efficiency, hard work, and routine. Diligence lies with the figure of this card. He’s a hard worker, set on completing his mission. It is a long and hard path, with repetitive and tiring tasks, but giving up is out of the question. The work must be completed.”

Eyes move up to the second to last card. “We move on to your hopes and fears. The expectations you have for this situation. As well as the hopes and fears you have for the reading itself. There is a queen in the image here. She is a figure of practicality, creature comforts, and financial security. She is blessed with domestic talents… Think cooking, sewing, cleaning I suppose. Another motherly figure at times,” his ears twitch again, “ she seeks to bring her loved ones joy through her creations. She creates a home for others, and through that she brings happiness. Likely to her self as well. As with many of the human figures, they can represent you, or another person in your life. It’s up to you to figure out who these figures are in regard to the situation as the querent however.”

Tapping the final card smiling slightly before meeting Jade’s gaze, “Finally, the outcome of this road. The card here is the final one, and fittingly so for this story, carries the weight of a way point in your life. This outcome arises from following the road you are on currently once all parts come into play. It is a card encompassing justice. Cause and effect, clarity, and truth are associated with this card. It is the exercise of the law. It is a card of retribution for ones actions. Reaping what has been sown. What occurs is a direct outcome of your actions… That’s rather cryptic, but if I may suggest that you use your instincts on that one. The moon card you pulled to represent yourself in my deck is one of instinct after all. So find what meaning you will in that justice. Is it justice you have given another, or you reaping what you have sown?”

He stretches slightly, waiting in silence for Jade to reply in some way after having a chance to process all the information he had given.

“Given this is a rather large reading and I did agree to teach you about the cards, feel free to tell me what’s on your mind. I may be able to help… or not. Who can say really?”

He gestures at the cards lazily, as if to give permission for her to pick them up and look at them more closely.

((Thank you for the ask @weaveroftruth! As always I am happy that you enjoy my readings! Oh my goodness! I apologize for the time this one took to get to. Better late than never though!))

Cards drawn : The Tower, The Emperor Reversed, Page of Rings, Knight of Wands, Two of Rings, The Empress, Wheel of Fortune, Knight of Rings, Queen of Rings, and Justice.

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skittles1229 · 3 years

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THE EVER-CHANGING STORY OF LUNARIS

*SOME OF THESE CHARACTERS AND PLACES ECT. DO NOT BELONG TO ME, THEY WERE MADE BY LUNARIS GAMES FOR THE INTERACTIVE VISUAL NOVEL "WHEN THE NIGHT COMES" AVAILABLE EITHER FROM THIER WEBSITE OR ON ITCH. THE COVER IS ALSO FROM LUNARIS GAMES (ITS THIER PIN SET FOR SALE ON THIER SITE)

https://www.wtncgame.com/collections/pins-charms/products/wtnc-holo-sparkle-charms

This is a project I started to maintain my boredom so ill be using the characters from a really great visual novel called when the night comes written by lunaris. Go check it out! ill be writing about all the characters including you being the x reader. After I've introduced the plot and characters and if i have enough readers, I'll let you guys pick who I right the first romance ending with, the endings will probably have a bit of smut so if your just wanting to know the story you don't have to read the romantic endings

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Chapter One: Unwelcome start

(A/N) The picture at the top is of the characters mentioned in this story from from the game when the night comes. if you haven't read it You should definitely take a look before you dive into this so that you can fall in love with the characters before reading other peoples interpretations of their personalities. I personally feel like I couldn't dream of reaching the level of dedication that the creator of the game had for their characters. I have a second chapter out on my wattpad.

https://my.w.tt/FNUbZCj8mbb

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