#m: she’s pescatarian

[nightlocked-in]

Umbrella Boy

word count: 56k (completed)

Modern College AU. OOC Katniss: Mostly the same but more anxious and insecure, slightly more outgoing. And also her dad left so she has abandonment issues and whatever.

plot: idk one of them gives the other an umbrella and they fall in love

rating: explicit - some explicit sex and masturbation scenes and explicit language.

relationships: everlark

tags: college au, modern au, daddy issues, katniss had a glow up, insecure katniss, amputee peeta mellark, miscommunication, friends with benefits/situationship, virgins/first time, fluff and angst and smut, lots of fluff, HEA

here’s the aesthetic pic <3

#i poured my heart and soul into this #the hunger games #thg #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #everlark #nightlocked-in #katniss and peeta #hunger games #thg fanfic recs #thg one shot #thg fanfic #thg fanfiction #the hunger games fanfiction #hunger games fanfiction #thg fluff #thg angst #umbrella boy #shellapace #modern au #college au #insecure katniss #anxious katniss #ooc katniss #outgoing katniss #and by that i mean she’s not a total bitch #just kidding lol #lowkey she’s pescatarian #but it’s for the plot #and she just doesn’t know how to talk to him about her feelings i’m sorry in advance

[hammerbonk]

Mfw Kaalaa Baunaa is ranked higher than Eternity on prydwen.gg but I’ve already got Eternity to Insight II

#like high dps minus the health drain? #sign me up #too bad I’ve already invested 2 billion resources into a pescatarian vampire #is she a vampire? ik she’s immortal #reverse 1999 #kaalaa baunaa #black dwarf #eternity

[lilacthebooklover]

my sister just came into my room, asked me about my opinion on pescatarians, and proceeded to make me smell the chicken & mushroom pot noodle she was eating. today was when i learned that chicken & mushroom pot noodles are vegetarian.

#pot noodle #i do not like them #she kisses them #chicken and mushroom pot noodle #noddle doddle #pescatarian #she's a “pEsKY pEsCatAriAn” #we watch my story animated together #she's a “cutie patootie” #(her words not mine) #random

[brooklynislandgirl]

Vegan Plate Lunch

Hawaiian Style Vegan Mac Salad

Kalua Jackfruit

Tofu Musubi

Short or medium grain white rice

#While Beth is primarily pescatarian in diet #Vegan food does make her happy #Although Spam Masubi and Kalua Pork are two of the rare few meats she will eat without complaint. #Bacon especially in a grilled cheese or a blt is the third she can be tempted with.

[lezgirlsbyjenniferschecter]

spending eight of my formative years as a pescatarian has made me embarassingly bad at cooking meat. if it's not in a slow cooker or like fucking ground turkey chili there is a 1000% chance i will fuck it up then nuke it in the microwave to make sure it's 100% cooked.

#i generally prefer pescatarian foods but i wish i could more meat dishes for my gf and family #she's a grill master and i am baked tofu princess

[irxnmaiden]

what would you consider the saddest part of your muse's life?

The Slowpoke of Azalea Town are revered for having brought the end to a drought 400 years ago, as is told in the lore of Johto. Since then, the man-made cave known as the Slowpoke Well has become a haven for the species, which is usually seen around Azalea as a popular pet among the citizens. Something so cherishable to the community of Azalea, still left incredibly vulnerable. Although, not many were anticipating the dark times to come.

Jasmine typically made a point to congregate with the younger Leaders of the League. She and Whitney had become the fastest of friends, and shortly after she’d befriended Bugsy. In due time, Falkner had become particularly close with her, as Morty more or less followed suit. It wasn't long before a small collective was formed, and the loneliness that pervaded Jasmine’s earliest days in Johto was dissolved at last.

Having recently received Hassa, her newly-christened Scizor, from Bugsy as a gift (a prized capture of his last participation in the Park’s Bug Catching Contest), Jasmine felt it an appropriate time to pay her “little brother” a visit. With Falkner in tow, the two walk by foot from Violet. A peaceful break through the lush scenery and quick dive through the Union Cave, the two would emerge along the city of Azalea’s outskirts in due time.

Traveling through the bordering forests they’d eventually pass the Slowpoke Well—a favorite location to chill and take a breather with the friendly denizens of the cavern. Something of an inkling would creep over Jasmine, and quickly, at the guttural cry of something that sounded... wounded. And, it took no convincing for Jasmine to approach the sanctuary for a better peek to what was calling out to them from inside:

Dozens of Slowpoke lay limp and tail-less at the bottom of the ladder in that murky darkness. Mutilated, understandably in panic although not the most expressive with it, the Slowpoke weakly called up to the two Leaders for help—for anything. Jasmine, stunned, felt a rush over her that she’d never experienced before: the birth of a genuine anger, blanketed only beneath the shattered pieces of innocence she still had intact.

Dutifully, Jasmine (along with Falkner’s assistance) tended to the writhing Pokemon to the best of her abilities, bandaging them up before soon sending her friend to alert those in town, including the ever-vigilant Kurt.

As Jasmine sat in the damp darkness, Slowpoke each hobbling over for attention and much-needed kindness, she cried from the pit of her stomach. Her sobbing rang through the cavern acoustics, soon joined by the morose calls of the Slowpoke that still so desperately needed help. Something she felt inadequate to provide, when she still struggled to take care of herself.

But any self-absorbed thinking was soon abandoned, tear soaked cheeks greeting help as it finally arrived. For the remainder of the week, Azalea was on the alert for any suspicious activity, activity that would very soon after come into the light.

Despite witnessing the rise and eventual demise of Team Rocket, and the horrors they brought along with their reign of terror, Jasmine’s darkness thoughts still lead her back to that cavern. Surrounded by the helpless, when she still felt entirely helpless herself. Though she’s reluctant to share this trauma with anyone, it’s remained something unspoken between Falkner and her. Neither like to bring it up, but even such a traumatic event bore something good—a deeper friendship, and understanding that through family, found or otherwise, you’re never truly alone through the dark times.

#infernalpursuit #took a while to really decide what to expand on and ;;;; #its been brought up a ton of times but this REALLY messed her up #and to this day she's mainly pescatarian/vegetarian #thank you SO MUCH for this #animal abuse tw #mutilation tw #::⛵ drabbles.

[cupid-styles]

can you do a blurb of ymls harry defending yn when someone judges their situation/her pregnancy pls

yes omg I love this idea!! (sorry if this isn't my best, I only have the brain capacity to write short blurbs rn but I missed these cuties)

word count: 825

content warnings: pregnant y/n

ymls masterlist | main masterlist

talk to me

. . .

Y/N can't think of a worse place to be at right now.

When she agreed to be Harry's date to his office's holiday party, it was mainly because he was borderline pouting. Ever since they kissed and confessed feelings to one another (well... attempted to, anyway — Harry's gloating kind of got in the way), she's found it increasingly more difficult to say no to the silly things he wants to do. And now that Christmas is rapidly approaching, he's far more keen on requesting her presence at things, like those drive-thru light shows that cost $70 a car, or, in this case, clutching a Diet Coke and pretending to be interested in whatever Harry's co-worker is talking her ear off about.

Thankfully, Harry can tell from across the room that she's on the cusp of falling asleep from this person's incessant droning — were they talking about... computer parts? Y/N really couldn't tell — and he quickly traipses across the room, his hand finding the small of her back.

"Hey, Jason!" he greets in mock excitement, the volume of his voice enough to make Y/N jump, "I see you met Y/N."

Jason's eyes dart between the two, confusion clear on his face. Y/N's posture straightens some and she assumes her typical defensive stance with one hand cradling her baby bump.

"I didn't know you two came here together," Jason, apparently, replies through slightly squinted eyes. "Wait... is this the girl you're having a baby with?"

It's an odd question, but one that they've become semi-used to. Harry's willing to be more patient about it, while Y/N's quicker to tell someone off for asking. In her defense, he understands; you likely wouldn't ask a couple that question, and the definition of their relationship was still a bit... blurred.

"Is there a problem with that?" Y/N snaps, her grasp tightening around the cheap plastic cup in her hand.

"Well— no, we just heard that Harry was having a baby but it wasn't with a girlfriend or anything and— well, it's kind of weird that you brought her but then she's not really your date, is she?"

In the time that they've known each other, Y/N has rarely seen Harry get angry. She can actually count it on one hand actually, and they've all been fueled by silly tequila-fueled encounters, like when Dom wouldn't let him eat chicken nuggets because he's a pescatarian and it was for his own good.

This, though... this is different, and Y/N can immediately tell. He immediately looks more defensive and shifts his body slightly so that he's standing in front of Y/N, covering her stomach. He crosses his arms over his chest, his head cocked to the side as a perplexed facial expression appears.

"I don't really think it's any of your business, Jason," Harry responds easily, a clipped tone to his voice, "Regardless of whether we're dating or not, you don't really get to have an opinion on that, hm?"

"Well— yes, I suppose you're right, it just seemed like she's single—"

"She's right here," Y/N cuts in, crossing her leg over the other. "And why the fuck would you care if I'm single? You never had a chance with me to begin with."

Jason's lips part, shock and confusion written all over his face. It seems like he's in some sort of weird man stare-off with Harry, one that she quickly grows tired of, so she reaches up to tug at the sleeve of Harry's sweater. Immediately, he peels his gaze away and looks down at her.

"'s fine," she murmurs, quietly enough so he's the only person that can hear, "Okay?"

He nods curtly. In an instant, his arm loops around Y/N's shoulders as he guides her away from that dumb fuck in the engineering department.

"You alright?" he asks softly, motioning for her to sit down at one of the high-top bar stools. She nods.

"I'm fine. You seemed pretty pissed, though."

Harry shrugs his shoulders. "He's a prick anyway."

She snickers and shakes her head, "You're kinda hot when you're mad, you know that?"

"Shush," he mumbles, waving down the bartender as he wills a flowering blush away, "Want another soda?"

"Please."

He orders them both a refill — he decided to stop drinking a few weeks into her pregnancy in solidarity — and leans back against the bar. His eyes flicker to her, realizing that she's watching him intently. He can't help that he's reflecting on the minor argument, but his eyes brighten slightly when he remembers something she said.

"So, he never had a chance?"

Y/N lets out a loud laugh. "Nah. Kind of have my eyes on someone else."

"Oh? Spill the deets, girly."

She smirks, "Hm, brown hair, tall, always reading pregnancy books... sometimes he texts me random questions or name suggestions at like 2 am. Last night he asked if he can record a podcast for the baby so they can get weekly updates."

"God, sounds like a nerd," Harry replies with a toothy grin.

"Mm, yeah. He definitely is."

#bestie asks #writing #ymls concept

[stubz]

Kim and Max and the adventures of running an alien child care centre

"Human Max I'd like you to meet Ezshi, they will be joining you soon in the youngling centre."

"Oh hey there buddy, nice to meet you!"

"Now, what do we say Ezshi?"

*croc sounding hissing and snarling*

"Ezshi! You apologize right this instant!!"

"...oh boy"

days later~

"I don't know what to do! The kid won't stop hissing at me everytime they see me! As soon as they spot me they flare up and won't stop hissing at me, they almost bit me when I tried giving them their chocolate milk!! I don't know how I'll survive this year Kim."

"That's rough buddy," she gives sympathy pats to him. "but why don't you try my method? Y'know, the one I used with my siblings and cousins."

"Kim if I did that I would get fired."

"Yes, in an earth school you would without question buuut...here?"

"...here I wouldn't! Kim you genius!"

later....

"Ah, human Kim, I am here to pick up Ezshi early today. May you point me to them?"

"Yeah sure, right over there with Max." she points to a large crowd of children and parents.

"Thank you Human Kim."

"Of course....maybe I should've stalled them for a bit...shoot."

"Ezshi! Where are you? Ah, there you-- oh my."

In the middle of the crowd is Ezshi and Max both hissing and snarling at each other. The young reptilian slowly advancing towards the human, eyes slitted.

"EZSHI! Youngling you will stop this at--!"

"Wait Mx. Ezshi's Bubba! Maxie is okay, look look!"

"Youngling Human please release your tiny hands off me, I must save your 'Maxee'...huh."

Max advances as well but more predatory like, circling around the youngling until their back hits a table. Jumping onto it thinking it'll make them look more intimidating, Ezshi hisses down at the lowly human. No one interferes, especially the other reptilian and predator like species.

"Okay now here it comes Max, remember not too much spit and be aggressive!"

Back straight, toes pointed, chin up, the young man closes the gap between them with a headbutt while releasing a roar. Silence. Until finally, with eyes dilated, Ezshi chirps and bows their little head.

"Aw, its okay buddy. Now go get your stuff, your Bubba is here."

"Thank you caretaker Maxee! Lets do that again!"

"Human Max how did you know how to assert dominance among my people? Was it Tarlak's family? Tigihalaxes and Repilixes do share similar customs..." they muse.

"Oh it was Kim."

"Yep!"

"And how, may I ask, do you know how to assert dominance among my people Human Kim?"

"My siblings and cousins."

"....you were taught by your human kin?"

"Some of them started to roar and hiss while we goofed around and to make sure they still listened to me while we did this I would 'assert dominance' by doing exactly what Max did."

"I thought humans did not have displays of dominance and that everyone is to be treated equally, like a herd."

"Yes thats right."

"But you just said..."

"Oh that was just us playing around. We still do it every now and then, just over the holidays my little sister and me did the equivalent of the gorlazitics display of dominance."

"For fun??? And not to be the new leader? No one was killed?"

"Save for our mother's opinion of us, no."

"Are you sure you two are herbivores?"

"The proper term is vegetarian, which is what I am, Kim is a pescatarian."

"May the fish forgive me for finding them so delicious in sushi form."

#humans are space oddities #humans are space orcs #humans #humans in space #I have gotten into a hissing competition #also the gorlazitics thing is basically chest bumping but to the death #the adventures of kim and max running a space child care centre

[inchidentally]

"you're really onto him today aren't you" "ahhh my turn!"

our man Lando really says it's "his turn" to give Oscar a hard time when in this interview alone he a)interrupted Oscar all the time b)took issue with Oscar's answers or didn't listen to them c)accused Oscar of being a serial killer just bc of how he looks d)told Oscar to dump his gf bc she's pescatarian and e)Lando gives Oscar a hard time in every single joint interview bc Oscar just smiles and takes it

#landoscar #mctwinks #twinklaren #lola alert #'and posts it on instagram' 'and posts it on instagram' that was so cute #oscar knows he's just there to give lando prompts and then sit back and listen/watch #not lando acting like the hard done by spouse oh my god let's self reflect on that babe #also I've never seen this clip before ????

[powdermelonkeg]

Worldbuilding

Made a new fantasy world in my spare time today, populated it with fantasy races.

Premise of the story: An elf chef who runs the best restaurant in the area gets his ingredients by diving into the local dungeon. His restaurant is the best not only because of his fantastic cooking skills and quality ingredients, but also because he can serve anybody that comes through his doors; each of the races has different dietary needs and finds different things poisonous, and he can cook for anyone.

One day, he's in the dungeon, and he falls down into a lower level nobody's been to in AGES. Thing is, though, there's a human living there, a biologist who's been studying the dungeon ecology for centuries, and the last human alive—all others were wiped out centuries ago due to a plague, and she's only alive because she's been living in the dungeon.

Main story arc is this guy trying to figure out not just what she can eat, but what she'd LIKE to eat, without killing her in the process.

Yes this is inspired by Dunmeshi. What of it.

Races are:

Humans (extinct)

Elves

Faunlings

Halflings

Orcs

Dwarves

Brounies

Gnomes

Elves

A camouflage species, their colors depend on the environment they're in. A snow elf would be pale white, a wood elf shades of green and brown, a dark elf (as in, lives underground) stone gray with jet black hair, and so on. Knife-point ears. Average height: 5'8"

Diet: Vegetarian, can't process meat at all, regardless of source.

Faunlings

Deer-like people, ranging visually from elves with horns to satyr-like. They're all one species, despite individual variation.

Diet: Opportunistic carnivores, they CAN eat meat, but mostly eat plants; can't process milk or most sugars past infancy. Average height: 4'10"

Halflings

NOT hobbits. They're small people, deathly pale and young-looking in their base form, with nub horns on their heads. Their appearance changes depending on who they live nearest, from their build to their coloration—a halfling living near wood elves might get taller and coppery with pointed ears, while a halfling near faunlings might have furrier legs, dappled shoulders, and longer horns, etc. Average height: varies wildly

Diet: Obligate ovivores, eat almost exclusively eggs when young and need lots of protein. Depending on who they live near, they'll eventually adapt to local cuisine and build up poison tolerance, but forcing that adaptation to go too quickly can send them into shock.

Orcs

Cat eyes and feline fangs, big and muscular. Like elves, they camouflage based on location, but they tend to be more colorful overall. Average height: 6'10"

Diet: Heavily meat-based diet, they eat most meat raw. Highly lactose intolerant, may occasionally eat plants, but can't process grains.

Dwarves

Short and stocky. Dark blueberry purple-blue by default, will temporarily turn pale on parts of their bodies that are exposed to light for a few hours. Sunlight sends them into temporary hibernation and petrification, making them statue-like. On cloudy days, they're lethargic, and on moonlit nights, their skin gets a little harder, with white patches depending on the strength of the moonlight. Average height: 3'9"

Diet: They have a tolerance for poisons that most races would die over, but they can't stand most acids. Citric acid in particular is poisonous to them. Cavern-based diet.

Brounies

THESE are the hobbits. Short and humanlike, with long, fur-tipped tails. Usually monochrome in color scheme, leaf-point ears. Average height: 3'2"

Diet: Can't process plant fibers properly, all plant matter must be cooked to break it down. Mostly raw pescatarian.

Gnomes

Even smaller than brounies, humanlike, with round-edged pointed ears and generally plump bodies. Average height: 2'4"

Diet: Vegan, with HIGH poison tolerance, they actually need some poisons to live. Mushrooms and fruit make up much more of their diet than leaves do.

#worldbuilding #fantasy #had a lot of fun with this and will probably continue to do so #long post

[nerdpoe]

Huh. I just remembered something from the Danny Phantom series.

Sam isn't vegan.

She got into a huge argument with tucker that fish wasn't meat, and ate it in front of him. He nearly had an aneurysm.

She's pescatarian.

Unless that episode was a fever dream.

#danny phantom #sam manson #tucker foley

[lilacthebooklover]

FOOD!!!!

"hmm,, hng, hmnmnn,, craig is mean :("

you made walroos & her soup spoon sad ]:

"and the soup as well. the soup bOwL"

#craig asks #she's a pescatarian u see

[c-rose2081]

Mal & Audrey (Dragon AU)

Thinking about my dragon girls :)

Mal can breathe plumes of green fire, hypnotize enemies with her magic, and use her brute strength to destroy anything in her way. She’s quite large for a dragon, with a massive wingspan and a scaly hide that is hard to penetrate with manmade weapons like swords and arrows. She is nocturnal as a dragon, can see in the dark, and hunts large game like deer.

Audrey isn’t as big as Mal, but is wicked fast in the air with pale scales that reflect light and camouflage her from below. She has front paws with thumbs that can be used to grab and use tools, as well as a thin tail that can be used in a similar way. She can’t breathe fire, but billows a deadly pink smoke that can put victims to sleep in a matter of seconds. It can also be ignited to create trails of destructive inferno, either by another dragon’s fire or by human error. As a dragon she’s also nocturnal, but is a pescatarian, choosing to hunt fish.

Both Mal and Audrey can change into their dragon forms at will, but only Mal has the ability to fully return to being human (she can pick and choose which traits to keep, or hide them altogether). Audrey cannot change back fully, remaining human with dragon traits like horns, tail, fangs, and wings.

Half-Transformation ->

#disney descendants #dragon au #dragon girls! #mal descendants #audrey descendants #digital art #concept art #disney #character art #fanart #illustration #character design #art #fantasy

[dynamite124]

Sorry to bother you but I have a few questions about lovely Taliesin if you don't mind, I'm sorry if you have already answered these but tumblr mobile app is terrible for searching. Sorry for any spelling errors.

1 - What are Taliesins favourite foods? I know he likes apples and has mentioned fish. I was originally thinking he might be a vegetarian for some reason.

2 - Is he bi? I think he is, but my friend says he is gay. I just wonder who is correct.

3 - Does he have a romantic preference? I have two OCs and wondered who would be the most accurate for him if he becomes romanceable. One is a huge Orc who likes Tally to sit on his knees so he can cuddle him. The other is a little Bosmer and she likes to sit on Tallys knees and cuddle him.

4 - Where would Tally like to live? I know he's mentioned Elsweyr but would he live there or just like to visit and spend his life travelling around.

5 - Does he want children of his own? My Bosmer OC would be rather happy to help him with this if he does.

Thank you kindly for reading and answering if possible.

I hear you there, sometimes Tumblr doesn't want to work at all on my phone.

His favorites foods involve fruits and vegetables. He's trying to cut back on the sugary treats, but its SUCH a guilty pleasure for him. Someone was kind enough to tell me about Pescatarians which I didn't know existed until now.

2) Taliesin is a flaming Pansexual.

3) He has no romantic preferences. He's open to many options from large and burly to petite and delicate. And those in between.

4) He's not sure where his ideal living situation is, that's why he wants to travel. Skyrim doesn't feel like his forever home, but he's willing to remain by the player's side until their adventure is considered done.

5) He does love the idea of being a father, be it with his own future children or adopted children. Even taking someone under his wing in a older brother/fun uncle dynamic is enough for him.

#skyrim taliesin #taliesin

[alonetimelover]

Easter Monday

pairing: Harry Styles x slavic(polish)!fem!reader

summary: Harry nad YN are spending their first Easter together, embracing their cultural differences. To celebrate Easter Monday Harry found something very interesting on the internet, hoping to make YN happy, he decided to surprise her with it - id didn't go as planned.

word count: ~1,3k (a little baby)

a/n: so i found out about this holiday in Poland and decided that it would make a fun, fluffy piece for the slavic!reader trope. if i got something wrong, please do tell me!

(another piece of wiriting with a slavic! reader is here > BRITs awards <)

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When Harry met YN, he promised himself to learn about Polish mores, some words to understand at least a part of what YN was talking about with her family back home and Polish food. Being a pescatarian excluded him from trying quite a few national dishes but YN found enough alternatives for him to eat. He loved it (or so he told YN). 

Here he was, on Easter Sunday evening, researching Polish mores during Easter. For the first time in their relationship, they decided to spend those holidays together at Harry’s home in London.

The cultural differences were noticeable. YN didn’t grow up with Egg hunting on Sunday morning, but with going to church on Saturday to have food sacred. On Sunday morning there was an Easter breakfast - eggs (so many colourful eggs), the sour rye soup (yes, soup for breakfast) served in a round bread bowl, variable meat on the cold platter and, most importantly, cakes - mazurek and babka. Harry felt that he’d especially love those cakes. 

Harry growing up didn’t do much for Easter. He enjoyed sleeping in for a few days, hunting eggs on Sunday and then going on with his life. His family never attached much importance towards Easter - they used those days for family time, hosting board games’ tournaments with a feast happening in the dining room. 

So saying that YN’s way of celebrating was a shock for Harry was easily not enough. 

“You want to celebrate the way that I’m used to?” She asked him two months before Easter. 

“Yes.” He kissed her knuckles. “I want to spend it the way you always do. We’ll paint those colourful eggs and then eat this big breakfast.”

“Pisanki, those are the colourful eggs. And that big breakfast is almost not edible for you.”

“Because of meat?” YN nodded her head. “Well, then we’ll go to the local market and buy some plant based alternatives. Polish Easter breakfast with a twist. What do you say?”

“I love it.”

That was what they had done. 

Harry invited his mother, sister and her fiancé to celebrate with them. All of them sat down with brushes and paint, and decorated the eggs. YN prepared the breakfast - with plant based sausage, and with two cakes baked just the way her grandma did, while Harry was responsible for taking care of the guests, saying “I’m so sorry, but I know, I’ll just ruin whatever you’re doing there, my love." 

Everybody enjoyed breakfast, agreeing that soup being present was a mistake, but wasn’t untasty. Cakes did a furore - Anne asked for a recipe and Gemma promised to beg for them constantly. YN was happy that people appreciated her culture. 

And when people left, just mere two hours ago, Harry and YN tidied up in the house and she went to sleep, he, on the other hand sat in front of his computer, searching. ‘What Poles do on Easter Monday?’ was a question tapped into a search bar. After clicking the first website linked, with a shock appearing on his face, eyebrows raising higher and higher with each word read, Harry stood up and went to the bedroom. He needed to visit a park tomorrow’s morning to get what was needed. 

The next day YN woke up to a cold bed, which was more than expected - Harry was an early bird (woke up as early as 5 am) when YN liked to sleep until at least 6:30. After doing her morning stretches and going to the bathroom, she moved downstairs to start on the breakfast. Harry usually waited for her, so they could eat together and talk about their plans for a day. 

“Harry! Baby! I’m making coffee, you want some?” She called into an (probably) empty house. 

While not getting an answer, she went to the kitchen starting Harry’s fancy coffee machine. She needed caffeine. 

It was strange that Harry didn’t leave any note, saying where he had gone. Nothing on the fridge, or under a fruit basket and no text either. She started to get worried when halfway through her first meal of the day Harry’s plate was still full and slowly getting cold. 

Over the speakers, YN listened to Lana Del Rey’s album Ultraviolence, singing silently under her nose. She didn’t hear the back door slowly open and close. She didn’t hear the steps nearing her body. Most importantly, she didn’t hear the movement of the bucket full of water being directed at her. 

“Ah!” She screeched when the cold water covered her whole body. From the top of her head to her toes, there was no dry spot. She was soaked and not in a good way. 

“Happy śmigus-dyngus day!” Harry screamed, unconsciously murdering the language with a smile on his face, and started to hit YN with pussy willow branches. 

“Harry! Are you out of your mind?” YN asked, trying to simultaneously flick the water from her face and catch the branch that had been continuously hitting her upper arm. “Harry, stop it!”

“What?” He asked, confused, stopping mid-air. “Why did you stop me? It’s a tradition!”

The ligt bulb switched on in YN's mind. She understood, for a moment looking at Harry with an open mouth and big eyes. “ Oh God!” She finally laughed. “Oh my God!”

“What - what is going on?”

“Harry, did you - did you find about this day on the internet?”

“Yes, obviously. Where would I get information about something like this from?” He still couldn’t comprehend the tradition that he was taking part of. What was the point of it? 

“Maybe me. Someone that actually celebrates it?” YN prompted. 

“I wanted to surprise you,” Harry said quietly, putting down the bucket and moving around the kitchen to get YN a clean tower. 

“Listen - thank you -” she responded, after getting the towel, “- people don’t do it like this anymore.” She began drying herself off. “There is no hitting with branches. And not only boys are throwing water - it’s not gender-driven.”

Harry sat down in front of YN, getting sad.

“I’m sorry,” he apologised, clasping her hands in his. “I - I just wanted to do something that would make you feel like people around you know what you celebrate and do on specific holidays. ‘Supposed to be a surprise. Didn’t work. I’m sorry.” he kissed her knuckles, looking at her like a lost puppy. His eyes big and a little pout present on his lips. 

“And I appreciate it so much.” She pecked his pout away, making him smirk. “These holidays, you've made me feel like I was back home. it means the most to me. Just didn’t like getting bitten up with a pussy willow.”

“Not a fan?” Harry’s smirk getting more daring. 

“Not really. When it comes to Easter Monday, I’ve always just splashed people with water and called it a day. Well, when my cousins and I were younger, we used to just pour water on each other from the garden hose. It was entertaining. But always doing it outside of the house.” YN gave Harry a look towards the wet floor. “If not, we were cleaning not only the water but the whole house.”

“Am I going to be doing the same?” Harry asked with the same smirk from before, he enjoyed it. 

“Yep. Absolutely.” YN stood up rapidly and moved to the closet to give Harry a mop. “Chop, chop!”

With a laugh, Harry gripped the mop and started cleaning. Unfortunately for him, the bucket he used was voluminous, and the amount of water on the floor was significant. While looking for the bucket to wring out the excess water, Harry lost his focus. Suddenly, his whole body started shivering from the cold liquid dripping from his head and down to the floor. 

“Happy śmigus-dyngus day!” YN laughed at Harry. 

Quickly enough, they both were running around the backyard - most clothes discarded in a run - under the rain of water from the garden hose. YN felt like a careless child again, and Harry decided just then he always wanted to see her that happy.

Sometimes misinformation on the internet could lead to good times, he thought. But only sometimes.

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[vivi-designs]

ASHLYNN ELLAS BAG!!

who should I do next ?!

Contents:hair ribbons,thread assortment, scissors, thimble, extra shoes (in case she looses one) pin cushion, wood carving Hunter made, Cinderella brand blush, briar brand gloss, lipstick, pumpkin spice perfume, water color, paint brushes, water color of plants she observes, book on birds, pens, phone (cracked), nut and veggie assortment for the forest creatures and a ulu (an Inuit tool used to slice frozen meat)

So I was doing research on some Inuit culture and I forgot that in super cold places they don’t have that many plants LMAOOOOO😭😭😭😭

So how would she be vegetarian ? But then I was just like, she’s the princess her diet could be whatever, just like Celebs / rich people, it’s easier to maintain a diet like that when u can afford the right things. But also I feel like frozen meat is a big part of Inuit culture, so idk if I’m going to keep her as vegetarian? I might compromise and land on pescatarian.

#ever after high #eah headcanons #eah au #eah fanfic #ashlynn ella #eah ashlynn