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thedo0zyslider · 25 days

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When Scar hits that Succeed button, two things happen at once. The first is that the game doesn't end. Which is more disappointing than shocking, really, he truly didn't know if it would end or not when he hit the button. The second thing was that he remembered. Scar remembered a lot of things in that moment, four whole lifetimes worth of memories came back when he hit that button. And a lot of emotions came with those memories, like, a lot a lot.

The first is a lot of pain. A lot of pain and grief. So, so much grief, he hadn't even know someone could hold this much pain in them before now. But it's possible, and the choking sob Scar lets out proves that. He lets out more sobs after the first, unable to really stop them from happening. And the river tears that fall from his face, those are uncontrollable as well.

The pain he feels from the memories are for a lot of reasons. One of the first ones is the flower he wears, memories of desert heat and sand and llamas being the first to hit him. Memories of the very first creeper explosion, the war, everything. He remembers handing his one ally a bouquet of flowers, and then lying dead in a cactus ring not even a few weeks later. Heh, talk about whiplash....

The second pain, Scar finds as another sob hits him, is the strong pang of loneliness. One much like the sting he'd been feeling for this whole game. But this time it's different, it's the feeling that comes with experiencing true loneliness for the first time. This time around the lonley feelings had felt almost vaguely familiar, and now he can place why. Now he can remember the mountain and his dumb magic crystals and the sting of being left to fend for himself over and over and over again. And also the familiar sting of anger at everyone for just letting him be left like that. Alone and broken and hopeless.

The third reason is heartbreak. Bitter heartbreak, and also a sense of not really caring anymore. Then sense of being so deeply wronged, but being too jaded and apathetic to even care. Scar curls his fist at the memory, the cloth of his coat being nearly torn from how hard he holds it, and feels the bitterness of pure indifference to almost everyone wash over him once more; if only for a few measly seconds.

The fourth stab of pains, because they seem to be coming in rounds as he remembers each life, is strange. That life is happier. But this is a death game, so there is always pain that comes with it. There is a sense of strange alliances and the fourth death he can remember brings a sense of familiarity with it. A contrast to the very first that leaves something rather bitter in his mouth once again. Something with a slight hint of betrayal in it.

Thats where the memories and the grief stop, because he remembers the fifth life and the pain of it. There is nothing to remember, no pain he hasn't already gone through anymore. It’s real, it's there, and Scar can do nothing but cry and breakdown under the weight of it all. Above him, the Secret Keeper says nothing, just watches on with it's empty gaze, not caring a single bit for its victors breakdown.

Scar starts wiping at his eyes, hoping it would calm the stream now coming from them. It does not. Like how covering his mouth won't stop the sobs that bubble past his lips, and how clawing at his chest won't make the pain leave his heart. He thinks some of the tears are for the man he was, or the one he could've been; had these games not happened and spared all their players the pain.

At a certain point, Scar realizes he'd slid down onto the grass. His back is pressed against a block, the one that dammed Succeed button is on, and it's cool against his back. Cool against the wirthing agnoy inside and memories screaming loudly in his head. Cool and grounding against all the ugly trauma he's having to process all at once.

Eventually though, his crying does cease, and Scar can do nothing but stare down at his own hands. They feel sticky with the blood of many people, maybe versions of his friends long dead and buried; just like the many versions of him now are.

It's a little jarring, honestly, to be able to look at his hands and now know where all those scars came from. To remember. To remember why his arms and legs are coated in old the remnants of old wounds. Why there's an explosion scar covering his whole backside. Why sometimes his joints and certain parts hurt from being injured one too many times over, from taking too many awkward falls and bad landings. Some still aching from never having a chance to properly heal, and the wounds that caused his old deaths closed over and scarred like the rest of him.

After a few minutes, Scar tears his red gaze from his palms. He's tried of sitting here and crying. He's tired of an empty world. He wants to go home, to his friends. He wants to find people who also remember, who can help him; so he won't ever be lonely anymore.

He wants to stay sorry, if he can.

So Scar stands on shaky legs, and reaches out to press the Succeed button again. Just to test if anything else new will happen, or if, maybe, they will finally let him go home.

#ron.writing #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #gtwscar #secret life #sl smp #life series #life series smp #traffic series #trafficblr #traffic smp #slsmp #secret life smp #No shipping on this one me thinks #This isn't my best work but yk what I'll take it #Can u tell I forgot all of scars limited life the second I started writing 💔

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your-local-hoemie · 1 year

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ꕥ Genshin Impact ꕥ boyfriend headcanons, mondstadt boy’s edition~

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, kinda suggestive, not proof read, gn!reader.

Summary: random head cannons about some of the mondstadt boys and how they act as your boyfriend uwu. (I have no idea what I’m doing)

Characters: venti, diluc, kaeya, albedo.

this is my first attempt so I’m so sorry in advance if it’s bad 💀

(I'll also do a part 2 if anyone is interested in this train-wreck)

VENTI~

- This smug little shit

-Extremely flirty and without even trying

-ESPECIALLY when he’s decided to down another nights worth of dandelion wine in less than a hour, much to Dilucs horror

“Ehe~ Windblume, you can resonate with my anemo statue anytime you please”

“VENTI NO”

-Loves to engage in bird behaviour and bring you little trinkets he finds

-Personal space? What’s that? My man is constantly holding onto you in one way or other

-Feeling down? Be prepared to be peppered with kisses and head pats

-Will purposely come up with songs to cheer you up and has no shame in serenading you in public!

-If you’ve been overworking yourself too much he WILL intervene~

-picks you up bridal style and carries you to a quiet place no matter how much you protest

-My man is sTRONG! He may look like a scrawny himbo small but please keep in mind that this is the archon that levelled mountains!

-Literally your biggest cheerleader

“Venti what do you think of my outfit?”

“My love, even the finest wine in Tyvat could not make my head spin as much as you”

-Loves to call you overly cheesy pet-names such as: archons most beloved/sugar apple/song bird/windblume/dear

-Invites you out to Angels Share at least 4 times a day

-Brings you Cecilia's and dandelions almost every day! even if you have hayfever

-Poor boy doesn't understand flowers can be lethal

-He has ALL the time in the world so when he's not drunk off his gourde you can bet he'll be dedicating that time to you!

-He ADORES listening to you! seriously! saw a weird looking bug? he'll want to hear about it!

-Will listen to literally anything you want to talk about for hours/days/a god damn eternity!

-Will be watching you!

-I swear, he doesn't mean to be creepy he just cares about you and your safety~

-Romantic idiots~

-Random nose boops when he thinks you’re being cute

DILUC~

-A born and raised gentleman!

-Absolutely despises the idea of you doing commissions for the KOF

-If this man see's you drinking with Kaeya be prepared for the most passive aggressive of man children you can come across-

"Darling I think you've had enough to drink. please let me escort you home"

"But Kaeya was just telling me about when you were childre-"

"Kaeya? Ah~ apologies, I seem to of mistook you for a over-watered house plant"

-He is NOT having it

-Surprisingly very flirty???

-has and will continue to name new drinks after you!!

-"Man I wish I could afford that" oh you sweet thing.

-You can

-Saw a outfit you really liked? jewellery maybe?

-You can bet your perfect little peach that it'll be waiting, neatly placed in a fancy box for you at home

-Romantic date nights AND dancing under the stars god i'm lonley

-Let's you style his hair!

-It's so fluffy how could you NOT!?

-Will walk around with the flowers you put in it with pride!

-Also with a face just as red as his hair if you tell him he's pretty~

-His go to pet names for you are: darling/dear/sunshine/love

-Will open doors with a little bow for you~

-Will get jealous if a little kid says that they want to marry you when they grow up

-Breakfast in bed

-every morning without fail!

-if he can’t wake you up himself he’ll leave a cute little love note and a rose aaAAAAA

-This man is so good at aftercare omggg

-little head kisses and cuddles that not even another archon war could pull you from

-Finds it adorable seeing how well you bond with the maids and staff

-I DARE the fatui to lay a finger on you

-Or anyone in general

-He knows you can stand your own easily but poor man is just so worried

-Has given up trying to convince you not to do commissions and even accompanies you sometimes

-Will read to you before bed~

-Has you lay on his chest or lap and pets your head while reading

-Idk why but I have this hc where he’s secretly really good at making specifically cookies

-Definitely hasn't considered having a hand crafted ring with your birth stone made more than once

KAEYA~

-Oh boy

-Flirty

-Too flirty

-Man will complement your ass at least 5 times a day

-He NEEDS you to know you're attractive to him

-Romantic idiots 2.0

-Diluc and Jean have had to scold you more than once for getting into the most ridiculous situations

-Once got kicked out of Angels Share after you both decided to have a drinking competition and ended up climbing on the tables to taunt Diluc

"You can't throw us out if you can't reach us luci~"

-He could and did

-Loves to run you a bath after a long day!

-Rose petals, candles, your favourite drink. Just ask and he’ll provide~

-Likes to “help” you wash

-Supports any idea you have no matter how god awfully ridiculous it is

-Participates in said god awful ideas

-Picnics on sunny days~

-Feeds you strawberries while watching the clouds i'm going to cry

-Jean has to scold him for day dreaming about you during work

-Give him a flower crown. nOW

-You won't even be able to pry it from his dead body istg

-Literally preserves it with his cryo just to make sure it lasts

-You once persuaded Diluc to come over for dinner

-You didn't do it again

-Though they both do try to get along for you~

-Kaeya.exe will stop working if you wear a skirt no matter what you identify as

-He's not a pervert I swear he just finds you irresistible

-When the knights throw a ball you two are instantly recognised as a power couple

-Hottest guests there istg

-Endless dancing even when there's no music

"Ohoh~ we don't need instruments to dance my dear. Not when our heartbeats can be our rythem"

-Smooth little shi-

-Man has cake. don't act suprised.

-Will get so flustered if you give it a little ground shaking slap

-Purposely annoys you just to watch you get all flustered

-Fav pet names are: Love/dear/snowflake/sweetheart

ALBEDO~

-What I wouldn't do for this man

-A sweet, pure, innocent bean

-Not to mention a gentleman

-First time he realised he had feelings for you, he was so confused

-Dude was like-

"What is this feeling? I'm so sorry traveller it appears i'm not accustomed to such emotions. I will have to conduct research into this"

-You actually had to awkwardly explain what it was

-He was also the last one to find out about it

-Everyone who saw you two together knew just from his body language

-Very smiley boy

-Very blushy boy

-Doesn't pick flowers for you

-Why would he?

-Not when he can cREATE them himself!

-He's still a little confused so give him some patience

-Affectionately calls your dates "research"

-Adores everything you do

-Has a actual fucking notebook filled with everything he loves about you

-Will read it to you if you're feeling sad

-His muse

-sketches you every chance he gets

-He just thinks you're neat beautiful in a ethereal way

-Loves going on commissions with you!

-Experiments with new creations to assist with them!

-Somehow got you a music box that plays your fav song

-Cute romantic dances under the stars 2.0

-He gets too flustered to do pda but he loves to hold hands

-Gets all blushy and constantly has to clear his throat

-Precious baby

-Ask him about his experiments please I'm begging you

-He'll get so excited and explain everything he's been doing with the biggest smile you'll ever see

-Klee adores you too!

-When he see’s how well you’ve bonded with each other he can’t help but feel like his heart is going to explode with happiness and warmth

-That is until he realises his heart isn’t the thing doing the exploding

-Stop encouraging this child to blow up timmie’s birds for food you absolute menace

-likes to bake with you!

- He says it reminds him of alchemy since you combine ingredients over heat

-he also gets cake out of it so how can he refuse

-you made him wear a apron that say’s “best boyfriend” once and sucrose walked in

-he thinks about that a lot at night

-he might not have a clue of what he’s doing but he’s determined to learn for you

-you’re his greatest experiment yet~

-his go to name’s for you areee: starlight/sweetheart/muse/flower/love/dear/darling.

(I hope this was ok! I’ve wanted to write this stuff for a while but I’ve been too anxious so please be nice or I will cry 💀)

#genshin boyfriend scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin scenarios #venti #venti headcanons #diluc ragnvindr #diluc headcanons #kaeya #kaeya headcanons #albedo #albedo headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin impact

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cappagedraws · 1 year

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Bumbleby firewatch au! Blake & Yang are both in separate firewatch towers, far enough to juuust barely make out the other tower. It gets so lonley on the job, with hours to do nothing but stare out at the vast, seemingly unending sea of conifers. The only other human interaction either of them get are from weekly supply drops from other rangers. They start talking over walkie-talkie and immediately hit it off (it's hard to be picky about company when they're the only other person in the middle of the wilderness with you) it gets to the point where they're talking to eachother nearly any chance they get. They chat as soon as they see the light is on in the other's tower in the morning, they talk throughout the day when they aren't focused on data collection, they talk for hours at night until one of them eventually falls asleep the the sound of the other's craclky voice over the radio. Yang plays all of Blake's favorite songs on the guitar (again, it's over walkie so it sounds like shit) and Blake reads to Yang out of the mountains of books she brought with her. They're like...obsessed with eachother. (Tbh they're probably a tad codependent lmao)

Anyway, the first time they actually see each other is at a meeting with the rest of the firewatch team to take a look at data and catch up. Throughout the entire meeting, they keep stealing glances at eachother, trying desperately to memorize every feature of the others' face the same way they've memorized every aspect of their voice. After the meeting it's right back to their lonley towers, now with a fresh new longing for the other nestled tightly to their chests.

At the end of fire season, Yang takes Blake on a camping trip in her favorite secret spot. They could count on one hand the number of times they'd seen eachother in person, yet if feels like they've known eachother their whole lives. Yang plays Blake's favorite songs, this time without the garbled, cracky distortion of a walky to muddle the melodies. Blake's convinced that the entire forrest could combust around them, and she wouldn't even notice.

I'M BRAIN ROTTING SO HARD YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND

#rwby #bumbleby #blake belladonna #yang xiao long

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angelwritesthings · 2 years

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“We Need to Talk.” (Morpheus x Reader)

Summary: Ever wanted to know what happens when you break up with Dream of The Endless? Ask Nada I’ve got you covered!

Warnings: Pure angst. No beta read we die like men. Dream is his own warning.

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Tears fill his eyes. A moments blink and they seem to be whisked away, though the shadow of them still remains indoubtly. He’s hiding himself. I hear the words ghost in the back of my head, swirl into spikes that intertwine and impale my heart. He doesn’t want you to see.

“Do you feel no remorse?” The shake in his voice gives too much away, jaw clenched to the point I fear it may break. Too fitting for the masseter, the strongest muscle, to tire from the pressure of completely raw tension.

I don’t shake my head, I don’t murmur a word or whisper to give away the silent screams that shout; Yes, more than you know.

Instead I watch him, fixedly- allowing for those same tears to be born again, hallow cheeks puffing with each heavy breath that falls from his lips. He seems different. Tired. I’ve seen him angry, I’ve seen him sad. But never in my life had I seen him so…empty.

“Answer me!” His nose crinkles and twitches in…what? Hatred? Surley not. I’m smart enough to know if he truly hated me he wouldn’t be so unkept, destitute at the thought of my leaving. He wouldn’t even care.

“No.” The word slips out my mouth before I have a chance to register the force, to recognize the power the truth would’ve held. Instead it feels as though The Dreaming has gone quiet, and although my body rejects it- the familiar feeling of bitter salt water fills my own eyes as well. Now everything in my vision seems to be blurred, except for his face. His starving, hungry face, which I know now no apology could satisfy.

His mouth stands alone- agape. This time he doesn’t blink away the tears…no. He lets them finally fall- cutting the lonley string that kept them alive and above. They slip down his cheeks and onto the floor. I wonder if this is some kind of punishment. If he feels as though finally letting the tears fall would be enough to show me the severity of what I’ve done. Committing what had seemed to be the smallest act of revenge; whatever he could get his hands on.

After a moment and a sharp intake of a breath, he finally makes a move towards me. He’s slow, stalking. Rising into my field of vision. The darkness envelops him like his raven’s wings, reaching out and stretching into mountains of murk. His eyes burn white, and I take a step back from him.

It almost feels like a standoff. Our mouthes the gun, our words the bullets. His black boots clicking against the floor as the count down begins, 10 to 1. Only until the end will he stop, mere feet away from me as I hang my head. I’m tired of looking at him.

“Well,” His voice dies, though it’s still the one I had grown to memorize. Suddenly the thick drawl of honey flows to poison that pricks into my skin with each drip as he continues, “You will.”

And with that,

I wake up.

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A/N: Thank you for sticking around to read this! Feedback, comments, and reposts are much appreciated!

#morpheus x reader #morpheus #dream #dream of the endless #dream of the endless x reader #dream x reader #the sandman #the sandman 2022 #the sandman x reader #sandman #neil gaiman #fanfiction #x reader #imagine #morpheus imagine

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fruit-salad-ship · 1 year

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Potential hypothetical au where peach ran away with Val and bob to Alola and met plum when they were still kids what sorts of potential wholesomeness and angst could they get up to?

Actual kids? Not viable to run away really. Maybe young teens? like 13-14? Might be able to survive without adult intervention, least peach would manage.

hypothetically at that age, Peach's no longer shy, and has been through a fair few things that'd toughen her up and make her harsher than an average kid. She'd be less inclined to have fun, and more driven to get strong and as far away from home as possible. What better place than an island region with a lot of inhospitable jungle and mountain terrain. She's great in the heat so its a good region for her.

If plum met her at that age in her home region, and not at the ranger course, she'd be more inclined to try to get along with her at the start, but would swiftly learn that this traveller is a bit of an ass and perhaps she shoudl try to beat her rather than join her. Plum lacked a present traditional family, and while they were loving and gave her everything she could ever want, they did not give her what she needed, which was dedicated personla time with her parents.

As opposed to peach who got everything she needed, food, water, time with her relatives, dedicated training, but nothing she wanted which was any form of gentle upbringing or regular childhood. Both households are well off, both familys took a different route to raising kids, both girls ended up lonley for very different reasons.

more below, because it was its own little beast and i needed to type it up.

Plum was alwasy the smartest in her class, a real book worm with a sharp mind for tactics and strategy. She thrived doing track and field, and was alwasy known for partaking in the alolan festivals as a dancer with others from her area, being a full blooded Alolan, she was immersed in the culture and loved to show off that aspect of her life. Her rich family though able to give her the things needed to excel, lacked a loving wholesome touch, and she was alwasy left with her brother and a house keeper, instead of her own flesh and blood who were jetting off to secure deals and do their jobs at an incredibly high level. This left Plum lonley, no one posed a challenge to her, and though she had friends, they never pushed her to work ahrder, only ever try to relax.

One day she's in the market, picking up some of Missy's favorite berries, ordering a few items for the week, running errands, and this scruffy looking girl is at a counter haggling over a bag of items on the counter. From listening in its apparent that the girl had forraged for incredibly rare goods, and the price offered to her for them was way below average, even before the markup percentage. Even Plum realised there was clearly some unfair dealing going on, and dropped a comment while looking at some flowers on the same stall close by. The shop keeper eyed her, now it was 2 v 1, and begrudgingly increased the offering price. The scruffy girl agreed, handed over the goods and took her money. Plum was about to talk to her but as she turned, noticed she'd already made off down the street. A little run caught her up.

"Arent you going to say thanks? You needed my help back there you know." The girl looks over her shoulder at her, huffs, mutters 'thanks' and continues to walk. Plum is left standing there, mostly shocked at the lack of interest, a little mad, a little curious, watching this pink haired girl vanish around a corner. Back home she's irritated that she didnt initiate a battle or something, didnt even think to get her name? Or ask what she was doing there? She looked like she was from…Sinnoh, maybe Johto? A guess, but probably right, too pasty looking to be alolan, though the freckles were…present. Been here a while. Her brother kicked her under the table, getting her attention, and the two tried to sit and eat together with the house keeper, discussing their days, plum said nothing of her encounter.

By the time she saw that girl again, she'd nearly forgotten her, it was only because she was out on the beaches training with some pokemon, early morning hours as plum walked past to get to the post office, that she even thought to go over. She watched as a vulpix, torkoal, rockruff, ribombee, and Stuffle all seemed to work hard with her, there however was a lot of other mons around, some whimpod had crept in from the rocky shore, a few morelull had emerged from the tree line. She would talk to them all, and though plum was too far away to hear, she saw the angry face soften for them. Perhaps she'd been a little quick to judge her. Taking a step closer, a twig snapped under foot, every pokemon either turning to face the sound, or scattering fast. The girls gentle expression hardened just as quickly, a sneer as she peaked from behind a bush. "Oh. It's you." She turned to leave quickly, a single whistle that rallied the pokemon with her to follow, the vulpix staying behind to give Plum a menacing sneer, before following like a flash behind her trainer. "Wait! You were training right? Wouldnt it be better to train against someone?" The steps in the sand paused, a moment passed where the girl clearly considered the options, before half turning to look back at her. "You dont look like much of a fighter." She saw the eyes look her up and down, judging. “Then its easy money right?” Plum knew how to manipulate enough to at least tempt her to stay, and so the girl fully faced her, and shrugged. Their battle was brief. Plum only had one pokemon, a Dratini, and the girl fought it with her Rockruff. The little dragon clearly didn’t listen well, if pokemon got ADHD, that one certainly had it. A few attacks and it was returned, hurt but fine. As agreed plum handed over some cash, and watched the girl pocket it and turn to go. She had something plum did not, and perhaps it was a golden opportunity to learn more, and be better. “Can we fight again sometime?” The question didn’t stop the girl walking, but she did glance back at her defeated opponent. “You want to lose more cash so easily?” “I cant just accept defeat and give up trying. It’s a matter of time before I figure you out and win one day…If we get a few more battles in?” Only now did she stop, still watching Plum, a determined expression across her face. The girl appreciated her tenacity, wouldn’t say it out loud, but she wasn’t willing to give up so easily, in all honesty she expected the purple haired teen to cry over the loss, she looked soft, too soft. This would be very easy cash… “Sure. Why not. I’m here every morning ‘cept weekends. You want a rematch, I’ll happily take some cash off your hands again.” And so the girl vanished off the beach into the forest, plum didn’t even get her name, but rushed her pokemon to a centre, and considered the next fight, the strategy she’d take.

This consumed her, she stayed up to research the girl’s team and figure out its weaknesses, and got up early to give her partner the best breakfast of champions. Every day rushing to the beach to find her new acquaintance. There they would fight. At first it was brief, she lost….an irritating amount of times, countless days getting so frustrated with the seemingly fluid connection between her opponent and her team, until one day, something changed. The defeat was no surprise, her little Dratini was still so scatter brained, and while she loved Missy dearly, she wished she could find a way to focus her up. The girl came over across the sand and watched plum return her partner, already digging in her pocket for the payout, brow furrowed with frustration. But her opponent did not take the money, after weeks of defeat, she had not given up, and though slow there was progress, something Peach could appreciate. “You know, dragons have their own language, it’s really complex, so human conversation can be hard for them to grasp at such a young age. Try using a clicker for attacks along side the words, your pokemon will get the hang of it with some practice.” The girl held her scratched and worn hand out, in it a training item, just a little button on a keychain you press and it made a click sound. Nothing crazy but she kept one on her person for various reasons, just so happened today the reason was to give it to someone else. “I don’t get it.” “It’s not hard. Say attack, click once, say another attack, click twice, and so on. Just set a system up-“ “No not that! You’re helping me? Surely if I stay bad at this you get more money.” It had been peach’s driving force for a long time sure, she needed to win enough to feed her team and survive, it was not easy doing it all alone. She shrugged, trying to play it off. “No fun if it’s without challenge.” It had been a while since peach’s team saw a poke centre, and plums was as good as KO’d, so the two found themselevs chatting strategy and practice methods, walking over to the town, sitting together with a hot drink on plush benches while waiting for their teams to be healed up. It was admittedly the first moment peach had taken to relax in days. She spent all waking hours in the jungles finding rare herbs and fruits to sell, to keep her team fed and happy, she however was often the last on the list when it came to self-care. This did not go unnoticed.

“You uh…don’t strike me as someone who takes days off.” Plum did not find it hard to see, this girl would look over her shoulder at every noise or person who strayed too close to her, even if only subtly, and sat a little awkwardly around this many people. “Where do you live anyway? You’re not from Alola, I can see that much.” A nurse called them over, both girls up on their feet, at the desk to acquire the pokeballs of their partners. “I uh, I’ve been camping out a while. Came from Sinnoh, got here, kind of just wandered around trying to make ends meet.” They ambled their way back outside, rain just starting to fall, forcing them to stay under shelter. Peach immediately let her vulpix out, watching it sneer at Plum once again, staying as far away as possible from her. “How longs a while?” From the state of her hair, the holes in the jeans, the general amount of scrapes and cuts on her, plum could only assume it was more than a week or two. “Dunno, around 8 months now.” “8 MONTHS?!” The noise made several strangers in the street look around, and peach sunk into her jacket a little, never one to cause a scene if possible. “No. We’re going and getting your things, and you’re coming to my house.” “Uhhhh no?” But it wasn’t negotiable, she grabbed her hand and started to pull her in a direction, swiftly realising she had no idea where her battle partner had set up her tent, turning back to her. “Lets go already, lead the way!” She wouldn’t take no for an answer, Peach could see this, she’d dealt with stubborn before, and did not have the energy for it today. As soon as they were free of the town, the girl let her whole team out, the stuffle on her back, vulpix at her heels, rockruff running ahead, ribombee dancing around the flora, and of course, bob, steadily keeping up behind them.

They walked for a while, out into the woods, past any well trodden paths until they hit a river, where they followed it inland for about 20 minutes. All the while plum couldn’t comprehend that someone would live all the way out here in the wilds like this, finally able to ask the question she couldn’t shake. “What do your family think about this?” Watching her companion stiffen up a little, almost unnoticeably so, continuing to walk. “They don’t care.” They did, and they’d do anything to bring her home, but peach wasn’t about to say that. “Well…their loss.” Plum continued on without missing a beat, catching sight of the top of a greenish hued tent past some shrubs. “You’re a hard worker, know your stuff, they get to miss out on you being…well, you.” For the first time since leaving her home, Peach felt some small shred of emotion she could not place, joy? Perhaps reassurance? support? It was a mystery to her, but it was nice. The pair reached her campgrounds, not a lot there, just an old soggy campfire, a tent that had seen better days, and some travel gear. A pan, a pot, a sleeping bag, some food items, some spare clothes. Nothing that stood out. “You’ve been out here for 8 months living like this?” the girls started to pack things away, rain growing ever heavier. “Yeah. Not one for people or social stuff or crowds or towns…or really anything where others hang around.” It wasn’t exactly difficult to see that, plum helped her fold the tend material up neatly, rolling it into a tight bundle and stashing it. Before long, they were wandering back to the town. Peach felt sick from nerves, she was getting anxious about hanging around people, what if plums family asked questions? What could she say to deter adults? Her brain began to devote a billion lies to cover her ass.

The pair walked up soaked through to a huge house with a long ended driveway, topiary and tended flowerbeds lining both sides as they proceeded towards the building. It felt…weirdly familiar. Peach’s home wasn’t far off this, fancy, perhaps less modern, more regal but old fashioned, she though it’d be easier to adapt but honestly it just felt like she was going back for a moment, seeing a middle aged woman spot them coming up the drive opening the doors with a rushed wave for them to get inside. It was warm, the woman smiled kindly and tottered off to get towels, seeing the two girls dripping wet. Plum watched her companion look around at the ridiculous grander of the hallway they stood in, elegant floral arrangements and fancy paintings on the walls, she worried that perhaps this was uncomfortable for her, she didn’t take her shoes off, nor put her bag down, not until pushed to do so.

She introduced her housekeeper, the woman who’d met them at the door, and immediately took to trying to find something that’d fit her…friend? Yeah. She was going to use that word. She grabbed a big hoody and some sweatpants, both warm dry and adequate, able to shove peach into the bathroom coming off her bedroom to have an actual shower, and relax for like five minutes. As she sat in the kitchen, she chatted with the woman she’d grown up with who ran the house when her parents were away. Freya, a kind soul who looked out for the kids, fed them, helped with homework, listened to them, sometimes plum felt like she was more a mother than her own flesh and blood, but always felt bad for thinking it. “You made a friend. Thats nice Bex.” A pet name, Freya loved the kids and always saw plum alone, head buried in her books. “Yeah, she’s a little different to the normal bunch around here…Do you think she can stay for a little while? She travelled from Sinnoh, doesn’t really have any connections this end.” The woman set a hot drink down, smiling, the sound of heavy rain on the kitchen windows really making the warm interior all the more comfortable. “It’s not like theres not enough space in this house. I don’t see any reason why she can’t stay.” The family were well off and with plum so obviously happy with some actual company her own age, it was just nice to see her acting like a regular young teen for once. “Just maybe don’t ask about her family? I don’t think it’s a good topic for her…” Cautious to not make her company nervous or uncomfortable, she saw the woman nod sympathetically.

That night, the two siblings, freya and peach all sat together and ate, some questions were asked but no one brought up her family, nor her situation, simply asked how she was finding the region, if she had a job or was taking on any challenges, wether she was part of the academy or not. It was nice to just be part of something ordinary for a moment. The pokemon all got a dinner, and for the first time since she got to Alola, she could see them curl up on warm beds that filled a corner of plums bedroom, all kinds of pillows and comfy surfaces, all mons huddled together, not alert to sounds of potential threats as the night drew on. All of them fast asleep. Well, all bar Val, who sat up and observed the room habitually. In amongst them Missy noodled her way in, they’d gotten use to her by now, and welcomed her to the group without issue. The girls sat on the big plush bed, dry, warm, fed, and for once, calm and dare peach say it- happy. The TV showing some crappy movie neither of them paid much attention to, chatting about various things, even cracking some jokes that got a laugh. They eventually fell asleep watching some show, rain hammering on the windows.

That was the start of their time together. From estranged rivals to friends. Their antics got them in a whole heap of situations and trouble, Freya all but welcomed Peach in as a 3rd kid, and peach of course took to bullying Plum’s brother given any chance, because he was a wet blanket of a boy and an easy target. When plums mom and dad finally came home they took a shine to their daughters new friend, happy that she was keeping plum company, and they noticed a severe increase in her confidence since the last time they were around. They heard about her lack of dwelling and offered their home, and peach no matter what, would always leave cash on the kitchen table towards bills, or try to bring home the pokemon food or just help around the house as much as possible. They did not ask for this, but she had to do something in return. To them, peach kept their kids both tough and brought companionship. What more could they want?

Plum wanted to complete the Island trials, and so she went for that, while peach tagged along for the sake of travel, and the duo stuck through it all together and achieved some pretty neat things. Gaining more mons, lots of experience, and some seriously cool stories to tell. Did they always agree with each other? Oh hell no, they are polar opposites, but they made one complete and fully functional, well rounded human adult when together.

#logn text post #i dunno guys im rambling over here #i think theyd get along better without the ranger competetiveness #fruit salad #brainrot #long post

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powdermelonkeg · 2 years

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Hyrule Broadcast Announcement

The following is an important schedule announcement from the Royal Broadcast Board of Directors.

Starting tomorrow, 27.5w UE-19.516, 0.00, Midnight, the Royal Broadcast channel will be airing the Official Compendium of Monsters and Threats on a 24/7 basis.

Each 24-hour segment will be hosted by four experts from each province, focused on the monsters native to their respective provinces. Questions from callers will be answered on-air. A schedule can be found at the bottom of this announcement.

This message has been approved by the Calamity Watch, official first responders of the Greater Commonwealth of Hyrule.

Schedule for the RBC for dates 27.5w — 28.4w

27.5w Aboda Province

0.00 — 3.59 Safflina Maku-Tera Sarian, Monster Biologist

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Alfanz Niko Ordona, Field Alchemist

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Voe Vatai Mineshi Whittleton, Monster Hunter

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Patya Sato Floria, Dungeon Development Specialist

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

27.6w Gerudo Province

0.00 — 3.59 Vai Nella Caraben Barriara, Moldworm Patrol Officer

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Gor Marbel Rubei Rota, Monster Hunter

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Vei Somari Emrita Rijula, Sand-Saber

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Lafenda Maku-Mori Kara Kara, Field Alchemist

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

27.7w Hebra Province

0.00 — 3.59 Agutako Anouki Palace, Guard Officer

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Takita Danu-Ralesi Ice Ring, Sailguard

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Emichi Snowpeak, Monster Hunter

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Arzelan Malin Tabantha, Monster Hunter

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

28.1w Rutara Province

0.00 — 3.59 Vai Avyll Rishu Mizara's Domain, Sailguard

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Mikeil Sirsi-Electra Sidoni, Sailguard

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Gor Corbon Ameth Jabun's Pond, Monster Hunter

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Lulu Ventina-Tibar Little Droplet, Roaming Doctor

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

28.2w Crenel Province

0.00 — 3.59 Madori Dragon's Roost, Dungeon Development Specialist

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Gor Ferril Saffi Komali, Field Alchemist

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Limen Zuzuki Midnar Coast, Guard Officer

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Momo Funai Goron City, Death Mountain Patrol

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

28.3w Papuchia Province

0.00 — 3.59 Plume Hyashi Hateno, Guard Officer

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Cinama Maku-Syrap Papuchia, Field Alchemist

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Kywi Banba New Linebeck, Guard Officer

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Alman Deku-Lonlei Windfall, Guard Officer

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

28.4w Hyrule Province

0.00 — 3.59 Etvard Niko Maritta, Field Alchemist

4.00 — 5.59 Automated Intermission

6.00 — 9.59 Voe Nabaru Dorav Lurelin, Monster Biologist

10.00 — 11.59 Automated Intermission

12.00 — 15.59 Malon Lonlon Arylla, Blood Moon Purge Agent

16.00 — 17.59 Automated Intermission

18.00 — 21.59 Leishi Eda Rauri, Guard Officer

22.00 — 23.59 Automated Intermission

#loz #zelda #modern zelda au #hero reforged au #long post #names are hard #BUT! everyone has a consistent naming scheme #gerudo always start with vai/voe/vei #hylians just have last names #deku scrubs have hyphenated names that start with 'deku' or 'maku'#anouki don't have surnames #gorons always start with 'gor' and end with a shortened gemstone #mizara have hyphenated surnames #sheikah have fruity first names and japanese-ish surnames #anyways there's a couple easter eggs sprinkled in if you squint #and some worldbuilding with the professions

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jewishdainix · 1 year

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It makes an icredible amount of sense that Amber becomes friends with others very awkwardly and very quickly. Cause like the only person that can actually be called his friend from their time as the Fool in Buckkeep was Fitz, whom he befriended by by just starting to talk with him, which worked because Fitz was also lonley and his Catalyst. He was also on very good terms with Shrewd, who was basically a familial figure for him, then he befriended Ketricken when running away from Buckkeep and Jofron in the mountains - which we don't know how it happened. So they dont exactly know how to slowly and naturally make friends. So when Amber saw Althea and realised she was plot fate related she befriended her by giving her a gift. And here with Paragon she just befriends him quickly like that because thats how she knows to make friends!

#Just like me fr #mina reads liveships #Goooood Beloved really is character of all time

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thedemonofcat · 2 years

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I have this idea for fic, that I need a little help with.The basic idea for the plot is as the following.

Jaskier is only part-human, the problem is his Mother was the none human and she died during child birth. With his Father never willing to tell him what he was and having a step-mother that constantly reminded Jaskier that he wasn't like his siblings.

This caused Jaskier to grow up feeling extremely Lonley. Even after leaving for Oxenfurt didn't help, it only caused Jaskier to have this desperate desire to get people to like him.At one point Jaskier manged to learn that he wasn't part elf

Now after meeting Geralt the witcher can sense that Jaskier is only half human. But since it doesn't seem like Bard is evil in anyway, Geralt figure that Jaskier will probably tell him what he is when the Bard is ready.

After the mountain break up this causes Jaskier feeling off Lonleniess to only worsening. Feeling that him not being fully human as made up completely unlovable.

This makes Dijkstra to have an easier time getting for Jaskier to work for him. However since Jaskier is young looking and many people note that he's also extremely attractive. Jaskier can get into party as a Bard but to get information he ends up prostituting himself.

So after being forced to stay with a lord who gets off on beating Jaskier up. Geralt who there's on job finds Jaskier and sets out to not only apologize to the Bard but also resuce and take him kear Morhen along with Ciri. (Since Geralt had heard that Nifflgaard has been trying to track down Jaskier for information).

Since Jaskier believes that he's unlovable he ends up thinking that Geralt has decided that he's a monster. Now at one point when Ciri goes off from the camp to get something. Jaskier ends up breaking down and begs Geralt to just kill him quickly.

At this point Geralt learns that Jaskier actually has no idea what he really is. After apologizing for everything, Geralt promise to help Jaskier figure out what his other half is.

Now the thing I need help with is that I'm not sure what to make Jaskier part? Some off the ideas I half are.

Part-Fae

Part-Siren

Part-Dragon

Some type off Part-Nymph

Part-Banshe

I would very munch appreciate if I could get some help narrowing down the list.

#the witcher netflix #geralt of rivia #jaskier the witcher #the witcher #joey batey #henry cavill #cirilla fiona elen riannon #jaskier #freya allan #the witcher non human jaskier #geralt x jaskier

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8thparadox · 2 years

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instead of providing content that people will enjoy i am providing art of my orc oc :)

Her name is Ukask't (or Uka). She was part of the orc army that marched on Erebor for the BotFA, but she got injured on the way there and fell behind the group. By the time she made it to the lonley mountain few members of her army remained, and we quickly being picked off by the elves, dwarves, and eagles. Orcs do not retreat, and so by the time the sun sets Uka is all that remains of her army. Alone, injured, and in a strange land, Uka finds a cave on the far side of the mountain which used to be used as a stop point for dwarven shepherds. She cautiously builds a camp there over the next few days, not having a set plan but knowing that she wants to survive. Once she realizes that all the elves are gone and the dwarves and men are in the mountain, she sneaks out and picks any good thick fabric and clothing that she can find off of the orc bodies, which have been left where they fell in the battlefield. (Being a rather young orc - but not so young that she is still being taken cared for my her parents - and rather low on the pecking order, Uka didn't have any clothing of her own before this, and marched only in her armor. Orcs do not weave, and all textiles they have are stolen and thus in high demand. She chose all purple. As that is her favorite color.) At first she just eats these bodies as well. For an orc a dead orc is just.. meat. the same as a dead deer or a dead man is meat. It's November, and the weather quickly drops before freezing, and the meat stays good, but after a close call almost getting spotted by a dwarven patrol she decides not to risk it as often. Instead she sets up traps around her cave to catch small game.

#uka #truths drawings #truths ocs #oc #orc oc #anywyas. uka facts!#she is like.. 16 equivilent. but because they are orcs and their ageing is fucked she's actually only like 3 years old.#acutally who knows how the fuck uruk-hai ages work.#anyways she and sigrid become besties :) bain does not like her but that is just because she is taller than him #and to a 16 year old boy there is no greater crime #Since getting this clothing and putting it on she had not taken it off even once. yes. she smells terrible #but there is no one around #kili shows up with his new orc friend and suddenly everyone is totally chill with tauriel. an elf is bad. but this is.. so much worse.

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the-leader-in-blue · 1 year

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Ooc// songs that remind me of the gang ™️ part three

King and lion heart by Of monsters and men: yes this is a song I found in my warrior cats phase but it continues to be a banger,it reminds me of Orpheus and Leo,some of the lyrics are so them, like “And as the world comes to an end,I’ll be here to hold your hand,cause you’re my king and I’m your lion heart” and “howling ghosts they reappear,mountains that are stacked with fear but you’re a king and I’m a lion heart” just EOUGH this song <3

The greatest day by Frank Turner: this reminds me a lot of just them as a family,it’s a simple acoustic song and it is so comforting, and the lyrics are reparative, some of my favorite are “can you see it? Can you see it in my eyes? Can you feel it? Can you hold it in your arms tonight?” And “today this could be the greatest day of our lives,before It all ends,before we run out of time” I love Frank turner

Glourious you by Frank turner: this song has a special place in my heart because I remeber seeing it live. It reminds me of jay and Orpheus+Leo and the support they need, the chorus is “come on now if we all pull together,we can lift up the weight of the world from your shoulders” and another banger lyric is “Woth your mixed up metaphors,your messed up makeup,you’re glorious you, with your young tied tragedies,your too tight tee shirts,you’re glorious you” and that feelings of admiration and love dispite their flaws

Paper bag by Fiona Apple: this is one that has recently gone on jays playlist,and the sort of bitterness of survival and the apathy that follows, some banger lyrics that really sold it “Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love” related to jays apathy to relationships,spicificly romantic ones,and the way he is self distructove to a fault. Another one “I said honey I don’t feel so good,I don’t feel justified, come on and put a little love here in my void,he said it’s all in your head, and I said so is everything else,but he didn’t get it” this song is so him

I was an island by John alison Weiss:this song is literally Orpheus and Leo, they fr wrote “I was a fighter,and I was so brave,but I Lowered my sword when you heald we and swore you’d stay” THATS IS LITERALLY THEM !!! And the chorus “I can’t do this alone anymore, cause I’m no good on my own anymore,what did I do to deserve this? What did you do to me, baby,coem baxk,no I don’t wanna be free” shut up it’s them

Fix me by frank Turner:yeah this is jay , and the emotions they feel after everything,I was reminded of them “someday,I’ll feel no pain,someday I won’t have a brain,they’ll take away the part that hurts and let the rest remain” + “fix me,fix my head,fix me,please I don’t want to be dead”

Gb eating Gb while listning to Gb but the Kylie v cover: it reminds me of Orpheus,the soft spoken voice and the lyrics remind me of his attachment, “well if you don’t want me,we’ll that’s just tough luck,I think about but I know I’m not good enough” is her talking about Leo,spicificly during the whole lonley thing, another one for post lonley “would it be cruel,be cruel, be cruel to let my eyes return to you? Would it be cruel ,be cruel,cruel to give my thoughts,my thoughts to you?” Shows the shame of getting lonlied

Oh brither by Frank Turner:another Orpheus and Leo song, the opening lyrics are “I never had a brother,old friend you had three,you always said if you had another one,than it would be me” SHUT IP ITS THEM, and “this ain’t where it ends,the world will keep on turninf, we’ll all make mistakes, we’ll all have time to make amends,we’ll carry different loads, we’ll all get different blisters, even so you know we’ll miss them when we’re finally out of road” THIS SONG MAKES ME EMOTIONALLLLL

Add any more but I’m plagued by the family

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ooc omg

#ooc #someone to talk to

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bradleyknoxmars · 3 months

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Low-Poly Video Games.

Lonley Mountains, Pan-Pan, For the King and Astroneer are videogames in the low-poly style.

Low poly 3D artwork uses minimalistic design by simplifying the geometry of the characters and environments. This approach relies on abstraction and emphasises essential elements, only relying on a balance between simplicity and recognisability in the visual representation. These two elements are all you need to get your idea across, similar to cartoon characters that you can instantly recognise just by their silhouette, just because the design isn't detailed doesn't mean its not good.

I think the Low-Poly style works in Astroneer because the gameplay incudes building structures, this is made a lot more easier if your building out of basic shapes and not something complicated.

This style also works in Pan-Pan because it is a puzzle based game and using simple shapes will make the puzzles easy to understand and recognisable.

Both For the King and Lonely Mountains have more defined low-poly graphics then Astroneer and Pan-Pan, I think this is because those games rely on action instead of exploring and as there is more movement in these games they require more anatomy to their characters so it looks good when they move.

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siiinfully · 7 months

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continued from this with @bewitchingbaker

At this very moment in the dusky town of Sedona, Christopher Noe Luna was 23 years, 7 weeks, 2 days and 10 minutes old. Tears stinging those big brown doe eyes as he watched the group of wolves leave. One wolf in particular held his hand for an eternal 10 seconds, both afraid to let go. It was as though they both had a frog in their throat. Both begining to speak up just to silence themselves.

Valentina Barclay, a leader of the pack of werewolves that patrolled Arizona's nights. A strong young woman who held a charisma and strength that matched her beauty. Despite his being a witch, the baker was actually under the spell that was love.

With another look at those enchanting hues,it was the moment that our young witch realized something.

'...I want to go with you...'

A thought that he would soon regret not voicing. The second the warmth of her hand leave his, the young Lunas heart sank to the deepest pits of his stomach. Alone he sat on the mountains, watching the pack make their way out of the desert town until they were no longer visible.

Two years had passed and the young baker was now in charge of the Luna Family business, Luna's Moonlight Delights. Perhaps due to burying himself within his work. Lonley nights with his lovecraftian cat, Dee and hound from hell, Quas, turned into business certificate study sessions. Afterwork record shopping was soon replaced by learning new pastries from fellow bakers.

But even with the distraction of work, family, and two cute familiars. The baker's heart yearned for the werewolf leader. A fact that had not gone unnoticed by his friends and family. Enough to set him up on dates that would end with a nice hug or a thinly veiled promise of meeting again. Whenever he would catch a full moon, the Luna's mind would wander to his dear, sweet, Valentina.

At this very moment, Christopher Noe Luna was 25 years, 2 weeks, 12 days, and 10 minutes year old when would see the werewolf who stole his heart 2 years ago. To think, a late-night walk for Quas to the bakery would lead to his heart skipping a beat when the hellhound happily spotted Valentina.

"...Valentina...?" he asked, mouth agape and cheeks red as the cherry pies he baked. It was as though he had seen her for the first time all over again. "You're back?"

The baker takes a moment to think over his unsaid words and decided he wasn't going to hold back his true feelings anymore.

"...I missed you..."

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Valentina Barclay was exactly 10 years, 2 weeks, 6 days, and 8 hours old when she moved with her pack to Sedona. And she was exactly 10 years, 2 weeks, 6 days, and 9 hours old when she fell in love.

She remembered seeing him for the first time in his treehouse, which happened to be across her new bedroom, and waving at him in the hopes of making a new friend. The moment her gaze locked with his, however, something clicked. Zinged. Zapped.

But she never told anyone, not even the then-mysterious boy, who she soon came to know as Chris.

She didn’t tell him when they started attending the same classes.

She didn’t tell him when it was time to ask someone to prom.

And she didn’t tell him when it was time for her to leave.

‘Come with me,’ she wanted to say, but all that came out of her mouth was a hum and one final kiss on his cheek.

The first and last time she kissed him intimately.

Valentina hated the idea of leaving Sedona, but with her dad’s failing health and the increasing strength of their vampire enemies, they needed to regroup and regain their power. She didn’t know how long she would return, if she ever would, and she believed that by not giving him hope, they would be able to move on with their lives.

Except it seemed that she left herself in that sleepy little town, a fact that her dad had noticed before he finally passed.

You can’t zing with someone and leave them behind, love.

Go to him. The pack will understand: they all clicked with their mates, too.

Besides, I think they all miss Abuela’s baked goods.

Be happy.

So, with her father blessing her decision to return, she returned. No inkling whether he had moved on and had found someone else to spend his life with or if he was still there. But the moment she stepped into Sedona, she picked his scent easily and knew he was. She could pick him out in a sea of people, of witches, all with her eyes closed.

But she found him late at night, holding on to Quas’ leash, and she smiled. He had barely finished his sentence when she was on him, lips moving over his in a hungry kiss, her arms wrapping around him as she allowed herself to succumb to the feelings she had for close to a decade and a half.

“I missed you, too,” she whispered.

Valentina Barclay would be 25 years, 6 weeks, 5 days, and 8 hours old when she would tell him that she loved him.

#valentina barclay ( thread )#bewitchingbaker

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