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justanotherbirdbrain-blog · 4 months

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Geology of Natural Disasters and How to write them into your fictional universe.

So, you want to write about a natural disaster to advance your plot and torture your players/characters even more? Let me tell you how, accurately.

I feel like unless it is a volcano, natural disasters are a pretty slept on plot drivers, and some of them are really cool and unique! Today, I will talk to you about land slides, earthquakes (And earthquake related disasters), and volcanoes.

Landslides: Probably one I see the least in stories, but one that would be incredibly interesting to write into a plot where they believe in curses. Landslides can happen along ocean bluffs, slightly hilly areas, and highly mountainous areas, this means it is something that can happen in most landscapes. But what can trigger a landslide? Mostly all you need to trigger a landslide could be just abnormally large amounts of rain, excessive deforestation (with a little bit of rain), or an earthquake. If you don't want to use deforestation or an earthquake as a catalyst, a really cool indicator that the land is slipping and may be prone to a collapse is J hooked trees.

This indicates that there is soil creeping slowly over time, and it may lead to a major landslide.

2. Earthquakes: Probably one of the easiest things to write, earthquakes can happen anywhere, but they are most common in places that are tectonically active areas. There are about three types of environments you can expect earthquakes to be common. The first is just rugged mountains, if your landscape looks like this, you should write in earthquakes. Associated hazards could be landslides, avalanches, and large falling rocks.

The next landscape could be a thin mountain range, next to the ocean, very scenic, but very dangerous. Essentially, I am describing a subduction zone environment.

Earthquakes in these areas could equal a couple different associated disasters. Scenario one: A very large earthquake happens, and the ocean begins to recede. This is a tsunami, enough said. If you are writing a tsunami though, please, please, do not write it as a large wave, thank you. Also, a common way people are hurt by tsunami's are from them going into the ocean because they don't understand a tsunami is going to happen.

Scenario two: A large earthquake happens, your characters are in a valley and suddenly the ground begins to liquify as the ground shakes, once the shaking stops, the ground becomes solid like nothing ever happened, except everything has suddenly sunk into the now hard ground. This is called liquefaction and it typically happens in areas that have loose dirt or lots of saturated soil.

Scenario three: There are a lot of small earthquakes, they do not cause a lot of damage, but you begin to notice that one of the isolated mountains has a plume rising. Earthquakes can indicate lava moving underground and the filling of magma chambers.

The next environment that can host lots of earthquakes would be regions that have a lot of really deep valleys and small mountain ranges (not cone volcanoes), but overall seems pretty flat.

This indicates a transform fault like the San Andreas. If you want to hint at there being earthquakes in the area, you can show fence posts that are suddenly several feet out of line at a dilapidated farm or something similar.

(These earthquakes are different because they are cased from sideways movement, not an up-and-down movement this hint can only be used for this environment). Volcanoes would not be found here, but liquefaction and landslides could still occur here.

4. Volcanoes: If you thought earthquakes had a lot of information, volcanoes do too. First you have to ask yourself, what kind of volcano you want to have, what kind of eruption style? So lets break down the kind of eruptions you can have and what their landscapes look like. Hawaiian Shield volcano: This will produce a smooth fast lava, the landscape typically is pretty flat, but there will be small cones and the rocks can have a ropey or jagged texture and the rocks will be almost exclusively black to dark red.

Stratovolcanoes: These will be solitary mountains, typically, that look like perfect cones (Picture shown in earthquake section). These will have large ash cloud eruptions and pyroclastic flows, they may have some lava, but typically most damage is done from the pyroclastic flows (think Pompeii). Some hints of these, other than describing the cone features (which can be hidden by other mountains), would be to talk about petrified wood! Trees can get fossilized in the ash and I imagine it would be very strange to find this rock that clearly looks to be a piece of wood, but its a rock. Subcategory- Calderas: Used to be a large stratovolcano, but they erupt so explosively that the entire cone collapses and creates a basin.

There are a lot of kinds of volcanoes out there, so forgive me for just putting an infographic and then talking to you about these really rare types of eruptions that I feel like people should know about.

Okay lets talk about blue lava (kind of) and black lava

You will notice the lava is still red in the middle of this image, during the day these would look like a normal eruption, but at night the burning sulfur would make it appear blue. Some cool features other than this, would be that any water in the area would become very acidic and burn the skin due to sulfuric acid. This would again be really cool if you are trying to describe a 'cursed' land.

Black lava: This happens only in the east African rift I believe, but it is a carbonatite lava, but if you are writing in a rift valley (where the continent is tearing apart to form a new ocean) this might be a cool feature. The lava will cool white and will quickly erode, it makes for a very alien landscape!

Anyway as always, this is supposed to be an introductive guide for the basics of writing geology to create cool landscapes/features into dnd or fictional universes, if you are a geologist please understand my oversimplification of tectonics, I didn't want people to run away.

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vexedvolcanologist · 2 years

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wint3r-h3art · 1 year

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Sink Into You | Attuma

Summary : Attuma was eager to reunite with you.

Word count : 2.1K

Warnings : Literal Attuma brainrot. No plot just h0rny. Size kink., & brief body worshipping cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex. 18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

A/N : I have nothing to add just h0rny for this man, and i noticed the lack of content. surly someone wants to bang him. All dialog are in his native tongue, so I put them in brackets to indicate that. If you do like this fic, please, please comment and reblogs. Your support means a lot!

*** DO NOT COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY WORKS

A steely arm wrapped around your waist and hauled you back into a firm embrace. Your back flushed against his massive frame, while your face was pressed against the cold, stony wall of your chamber. A gasp escaped from your lips as his large, warm body pressed against yours.

He was already hard and ready to drive himself inside you as he pressed his bulge between your ass cheeks. Arousal seeped out of your folds as Attuma caged you there with his body. Every cell in your body buzzed, lacing with desperation and anticipation.

For a man his size, he had always moved so swiftly and silently, sneaking up on you without even making a sound. Attuma had always been a presence unto himself. The man was built like a seamount–tall and burly with a broad chest, and two massive tree trunks of legs. Every muscle on his body was the result of years of training and honing himself of becoming the best out there. And he knew it.

Oh, Attuma knew the kind of effect he had on people, especially you alright.

His presence had always overwhelmed the space–not only because of how massive he is, but that confident air about him mixed with that smirk on his lips. Every time he caught you watching him a bit too long, he would flash you that cocky smirk of his that tormented your very soul.

You whined out loudly when he slowly and deliberately ground his arousal against your ass, making your pussy clench and unclenched at the emptiness, wishing for him to just fill you up. Your back was flushed against his warm body. Your legs were barely able to support your own weight if it wasn’t for his strong, muscular arm around your waist.

His mouth was on your neck kissing whatever skin he could reach. He was needy for weeks away from you. And every time he returned to you, all that pent-up frustration and adrenaline melded into an insatiable carnal desire that only you can quench.

“[I need you],”. The words rolled off his tongue, coming in hot like magma slithering down your spine and straight into your needy cunt. His breath was hot and humid, brushing against the shell of your ears until heat flooded your body. Your heart was hammering against your ribcage as you could feel his thick fingers stroking along your slipper seam, rubbing and teasing at the small bud. He could feel the way your slick was dripping onto his thick fingers, and he loved every moment of it. He loved the thought of turning you, this beautiful, magnificent woman into a panting mess.

You could only respond with a whine as your eyelids fluttered again when he bucked his hips forward. He barely started with you, and you’ve already felt like you could unravel in his arms. His desire was evident in his thick body, from the way he moved to the way he was watching earlier. It was tangible by just how a look can make your pussy throb to your own frantic heartbeat.

His large hands stroke your body up and down at first as if he was relishing the way your skin feels under his calloused palm. His lips planted kisses on the back of your neck to your shoulders, then downward along your spine until he knelt behind you. His palms were now massaging your ass cheeks, kneading them before placing another kiss on the subtle flesh. He was worshiping you like the goddess that you are, loving and relishing every inch of your skin.

Attuma carefully spread your legs apart, exposing your bare pussy right in his face. He can sense your anxiety seeping out of your skin as you look at him over your shoulder. The uncertainty in your eyes said it all, and without breaking eye contact, he leaned in to place a kiss on your supple skin–a reassuring, gentle gesture that only you were allowed to witness.

Your lover pulled you back by the hips to create enough space for you to slightly lean forward while being supported by the wall. His thumb caressed your pussy lips, stroking them and teasing them until your legs began to shake. A smirk quirked at the corner of his lips before he leaned in and licked at your seam, drawing a shaky breath right out of you as your fingers curled into a fist.

Attuma hummed contently into your throbbing pussy while his tongue worked you, licked and flicked at your sensitive flesh, letting the tip of his tongue push and toy with your clit. He would spread you open, and plunge his thick tongue into your velvety heat, fucking you so slowly and deliberately with shallow thrusts.

His name fell from your lips pathetically, while your hand desperately grabbed at his hair. It seemed to rile something up in his as he devoured you abundantly. You tried desperately to move away, hoping to at least catch a break, but to no avail as his steely arm wrapped tightly around you, holding you in place as he continued his assault upon your senses. He was persistent now with the way he was eating you out, every lick and every thrust of his tongue only bringing you further to the edge until your body can’t take anymore.

Your legs began to shake as your muscles spasmed. You began to clench around his tongue, but Attuma was still going at it until you came, gushing out onto him with a muffled scream, yet he made no move to withdraw himself from you.

“[Please...Attuma...]” you pleaded with him as your body threatened to fall apart as another rapture drew near, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he continued to devour you until you came the 2nd time with his name spilled out from your lips.

You almost collapsed by the way your legs gave out under you if it wasn’t for him. Attuma carefully picked you up and carried you over to his bed, where he gently laid you there. For a man that was capable of destruction, he was careful with you. He knew his strength, but he wasn’t some brute. He knew when to use it.

He smirked as you whined out loud when he spread your legs apart so he could settle himself in between them. Attuma tapped your glistening pussy with the fat, bulbous head of his cock as a warning, which made your thighs twitch.

“[I’m going to fuck you so good that you won’t be able to feel anything else for weeks,]” he told you as he continued to toy with you, rubbing your slit with the head of his cock. Attuma could feel you tensing up as you waited in anticipation.

“[Relax, and let me in, love. I’ve got you,]” he said hoarsely as he slowly pushed the head inside. You bit down on your lips as you felt him easing into you slowly, inch by inch. It was like a slow, desirous torture that burned you from within. Every part of you felt like you were set ablaze by the way he was stretching and filling you. You could feel every groove and every vein of his thick cock, spreading you and stretching you so overwhelmingly that it made your head hurt.

Attuma was holding on to the last bit of his rationality as you squeezed him so tightly that it felt almost like choking. You were a slight little thing compared to him, yet you had always held more power than you realize–a dangerous power in fact. Aside from the Feathered Serpent God himself, no others had control over him, except you, which made you the most dangerous woman around.

His arms bulged as he held his weight aloft. His abdomen muscles strained tightly as he pumped his thick cock in and out of you. His expression tauted with lust. His deep brown eyes stared at you with a devastating combination of needs and determination that made every nerve in your body come alive.

“[You’re so tight. You need to relax more,]” he said as he brought his thick fingers down to the space where you joined and began to rub at your bud. You whined at the sensation. Because you were stretched out wide and tight just to accommodate him. Your clit was practically fully exposed, swollen, and more aroused than you have ever imagined.

Attuma sank into you deeper, pushing in shallow, rapid thrusts that made you whine and mewled and beg. He grunted deeply in his chest as his fingers dug into your hips, relishing the way you were sucking him in and swallowing him so tightly. Strings of incoherent words fell from his lips the more he moved. He could feel your wall begin to flutter around him, and Attuma couldn’t help but begin to pound into you, pumping in hard with determination. Noise no longer came out of you as everything inside your lungs was being fucked out of you.

Every flex of his thighs brought in a power surge of his hips into you. He was impossibly deep and impossibly hard. His heavy balls smacked against your ass repeatedly. It was too much and too overwhelming that you began to feel that tight coil that rested in the pit of your stomach growing again.

“[I’m coming…]” you managed to utter the words in between your panting as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

Attuma grinned. He spread your legs wider to allow himself to sink deeper inside you. Every thrust forward felt like he was rearranging your inside. You started wailing mindlessly as pleasure was becoming too much before it exploded inside you like a wave crashing against a rock.

Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling his large frame toward you. Attuma continued to fuck faster and harder as he tried to chase his own release. You didn’t know how long you lay there, getting used by him before he let out a deep, guttural sound that seemed to emit from deep inside his chest. His large body jerked violently as his cock strained and bucked with a force that would have sent you across the bed if it wasn’t for his steely grip. He came hard and you could feel the warmth, sticky cum filled you up until your stomach was bloated.

You both lay there, panting. Sweat trickled down his neck as he turned. His dark tresses stick to his burly frame. You watched the way his broad chest rise and fell.

“[You have slain me,]” you joked in between your breath as you stared at him. Attuma chuckled as he rolled over so he was laying on his stomach. His hand reached out to cup your chin.

“[Have I?]”

You nodded before he pulled your smaller frame toward him. Attuma buried his face in your hair, inhaling your scent as if he had many times whenever he returned from the surface. It was his way of knowing that he was not home in the comfort of your arms.

You wiggled your ass slightly against his cock as you tried to get closer to him, but of course, it somehow made him hard again. Attuma groaned lowly that it made the hair at the back of your neck stand on its end.

“[How can you get hard again when you just came that much?!”]

Attuma chuckled as his face was still buried inside your hair. His massive arms still wrapped firmly around you.

“[It’s not my fault. You are the one that wiggles that little ass all over me. You should be worried if I don’t get hard this quickly.]”

You slapped his hand that was on your stomach, but Attuma was holding you tighter, pressing his erection right into you.

“[You are insatiable, I swear,]” you grumbled, though your words dissolved into nothingness as he dipped his thick fingers and sank into your slick, velvety heat once more. His name fell from your lips as he spread your leg and laid it over his thigh. Attuma once again began to work at your sensitive body, pumping his fingers inside you and stringing you up to the familiar tightness.

“[Only for you, my love.]”

#attuma x reader #attuma x you #attuma imagine #attuma fanfiction #Attuma smut #attuma x y/n #attuma fic #attuma #alex livinalli

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kairiscorner · 9 months

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HELLOOOO I JUS STARTED READING YOUR WORKS AND i have been OBSESSED !!!!!

COULD I REQ a e1610!miles x fem!reader, where it’s a bit of a she fell first he fell harder sitch? reader and miles are pretty close friends and reader has been crushing on them for as long as she remembers 😅 miles DOES have feelings but he brushes them off as “just friends feelings”. they could have a bit of an argument cozzzzzz reader was getting mixed signals from miles 😢😢 but then once he does realize his actual feelings, he plans a little something to ask reader if he can court her? (filo!reader twist ? 🧐)

THANK YEW SM !! 🤞⭐️💘

HIII THANK YOU !! OMG WAIT I LOVE THIS?????? my second favorite trope after the "he fell first" one >:)) OK I HOPE THIS IS ANY GOOD !!

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

we're truly, utterly, pretty much just friends

summary: you have loved miles for the longest time, and guess what? he likes you a lot, too. he wasn't sure at first, though. he joked about it a lot, until you had enough, now he has to come clean and admit everything to you.

word count: 1,200

oh the pain of being in love with your best friend, it's excruciating. nothing is more suffocating than being in close proximity with the boy who has your whole heart wrapped around his finger with him being none the wiser. you two have known each other practically all your lives, and for most of it... you've spent it admiring him, finding all kinds of reasons to keep falling for and loving him in ways you never thought were possible. when high school came around, you wondered if it would be worth it to tell him your feelings; surely, you wouldn't be affected if he didn't like you... right?

oh, who were you kidding? it'd hurt like falling from the sky and landing in an active volcano's magma chamber. like hell you were ever admitting your feelings to him, you wanted to keep the status quo. why would anything that wasn't broken need fixing, right? you kept up the act of being his 'closest friend' that truly loved him, in all ways, but at a distance. you felt a suffocating catharsis with him, a contradiction that haunted you whenever you felt your heart flutter when you two were together, and you feared that so badly.

you wanted to stop feeling this weirdly about him, especially when he told you he thought of you practically as family. it made you feel like you were betraying him for falling for him. well little did you know... he's betrayed you too, then, in that sense. miles has always found you amazing, just overall wonderful company and the best friend he could ever ask for. you always take care of him when he doesn't feel okay, you always listen when he has to blow off some steam, and your touch against his... it feels electrifying, it feels like home.

he does get confused sometimes why he feels a little hot in the face when you look at him for a beat too long, or why he has the urge to want to wrap his arm around your shoulders, lay his head on one of them, too, maybe... wait, why is he thinking this? he hadn't really thought of you like that before, or has he? when he pictures doing things like that with his other friends, they feel alright, but not exactly the right kind of alright he feels with you. "i just... i just care about them a lot. yeah, they're just, they just mean that much to me." he'd tell himself when he overthinks it sometimes.

but sometimes, those feelings of his take over, and sometimes, he'll do things that make your heart beat a whole lot quicker. he'd sometimes compliment you unironically for no reason, even if you didn't change anything about yourself. he'd joke about what a pretty couple you two would look like, though he'd tell it was a joke, he meant nothing by it and he'd say sorry if it put you off. 'he should be sorry for giving me hope every time,' you'd think to yourself in frustration.

you weren't exactly angry about him showing you so much affection--you were angry because he gave you hope, every time, that he'd like you back--only to be greeted with a punch in the stomach as he brushed them off as 'jokes'. you had the last straw when miles made yet another 'joke' about him falling for you. "it's just... you're quite a catch, okay? you're pretty, smart, strong too. now, i'm not saying i do like you, it's just--" "can you stop?" you asked with a stern voice as miles immediately stopped talking when you cut him off mid-sentence. your eyebrows were furrowed together angrily as you looked at his concerned expression. "what did i do?" he asked you, genuinely unsure of what he did to warrant your anger. "that. it's that obliviousness of yours. don't you get it? you're... you're giving me..." you decided not to finish that thought, in fear that you would give yourself away.

you cussed under your breath as miles bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from saying sorry, because he knew you hated it when 'sorry' is all one can say while you were chewing them out. miles gently put a hand on your shoulder, and with a hung head and an absolutely anxious mind... he went out with it. "...i like you. so much." he admitted, placing emphasis on every syllable, hoping it sank in to you that he likes you the way you have always liked him.

he darts his eyes from your feet to his as he shuffles them a little out of anxiety, and he sighs as he looks up at your flustered face, trying to sound confident, sure of himself, but he was everything but that--and it showed. "i didn't think i'd... actually be in love when i thought about you like that, those... those thoughts i shared with you. you know, the... the 'me dating you' ones, the 'oh, you're so darn pretty, smart, strong, and everything' ones... the... 'i kinda wanna ask you out ones'... yeah... i just realized recently it meant... i like you." he said as his voice quieted and softened, as a small smile cracked on his face as he felt it growing hotter and hotter the longer he spoke.

"if you'll let me, and this is not a joke this time... if you'll let me, can i... can i court you?" he asked you in the softest voice he could muster, so scared of what you'd say. he poured his whole heart out to you, hoping you understood, hoping you'd say yes... "morales, i am going to hit you." you threatened him lightly as you tried to take your shoe off, feeling your own face get flustered as he chuckled. "i'll take it, just... i want to earn your love, i wanna do it right." he said as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "...is it bad you earned it long ago already?" you asked him, which caused his eyes to widen as he pulled back a little.

"wait, so you mean to tell me that--" before he could even finish, you planted a kiss on his lips. it was brief, it was abrupt, but all the love you pent up for him over the years was put into that very kiss. you still looked angry at him, and rightfully so, for causing you so much excitement that he'd like you back only to just recently realize it. "you'll buy me lunch today, morales." you said as you took his hand and began to trudge forward with him following, smiling all the while and getting super excited for what this meant for the both of you. "i'd buy you lunch every day, walk you home, cuddle up with you if you wanted... i'd make every day about you, that's what i mean when i say i wanna court you, mahal." he said as he interlocked his hand in your own, which made you super flustered, but you wanted to keep it under wraps--gotta make him pay for giving you so much hope from back then, of course.

a/n: MY BOYYYYYY

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pokemonshelterstories · 2 months

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does the slugma line even have any internal organs or are they just a massive blob of molten rock? if they do have a body under all the molten rock, then how are they able to produce and withstand such extreme heat, are they some sort of extremophile?

they do, yes! it's not the most complex internal arrangement- a basic digestive/respiratory/reproductive system, as well as a flame organ, but it does have internal structure. in fact, rather than what we think of as blood, their open circulatory system pushes iron-rich, hemolymphic magma throughout their bodies.

slugma are a great poster child for extremophilic pokemon. evolution has modified their entire existence to live in an environment that should, by all means, be completely unlivable, to the point that they are able to survive within the magma chambers of volcanoes. it makes them nearly impossible to keep in captivity, but it's definitely very cool!

#charlietalks #pkmn irl #pokemon irl #pokemon biology #slugma

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my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction · 1 month

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The Taming of Man: chapter three - Dragon Shifting!Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader

I'm pretty sure I'm starting to burn out a little, so while these chapters are only a couple days a part, the next ones might have a bigger gap. Still loving this so far, the plot is plotting, and I hope you love it too!

This is incredibly based on the song The Willow Maid by Erutan, I highly recommend giving it a listen for the best experience.

Warnings: Cursing, reader is She/Her and will be AFAB in later chapters, Shirtless Katsuki, hints at a toxic relationship between reader and her mother, slight misogyny

Words: 2,513

The walk home was different than the walk back for Katsuki. First of all, it was nightfall, so he had to rely on his limited, albeit better than human, night vision.

Leaving Nebel was easy enough, all he had to do was walk in any direction and it seemed to teleport him right to the border between it and Leben, which was a lot quieter than before.

Schatz wasn't so glittery in the moonlight as the sunlight, making it easier to ignore (Despite his stupid lizard brain wanting nothing more than to build the shiniest nest), and no animals seemed to live in it, meaning less danger.

Eisen was a little taxing, because he had to climb up the sturdy and unmoving orange trees, walk on it's branches above, and then climb back down, but at least it didn't feel so eerie and liminal as the last three.

And lastly, there was Böse, the forest he knew well, as alive and bitter as ever. Home. He made his way past the clusters of Portobello mushrooms and thickets of thistles (the one he beat still withered on the ground), over the Acrimony tree roots, and around the rocks covered in Magma Moss. He could see the exit, the clearing of trees, leading to the back of his Palace.

He knew everyone would probably be asleep, or at least resting in bed, so as he made his way through the courtyard and to the royal kitchen door he tried his best not to raise any red flags. He crept through the halls, climbing lengths of stairs all the way to his chambers. He walked past his study, stopped at the bathroom to piss and replace his substitute shirt bandages with actual gauze, crept into his bedroom, and quietly shut the door behind him.

His room was dark and warm, if that made sense, his bedframe made of rich oak, his linen sheets parylene red, his shelves lined with books, a mirror framed in gold hanging above his mahogany desk, and the entire area being lit by yellow flames resting on candles. He sighed with relief, glad he didn't wake anyone who might have questions. Since he told everyone he was going camping, he'd have to explain why he was back so soon.

"Dude, why do you smell weird?"

Katsuki jumped, spinning around to see his personal servant Kirishima standing in his room preparing his clothes for the next day. Katsuki huffed and shook his head, gritting his teeth. "None of your damn business..." he grumbled, beginning to undress. Kirishima grabbed him his pajamas, which he changed into without another word. "Weren't you supposed to be camping," he asks, to which Katsuki borderline shouts, "Weren't you supposed to be minding your damn business?"

Kiri just laughs a little and finishes with Katsuki's clothes, coming over and patting his shoulder. "Fine, don't tell me, but I know a pretty girl when I smell one" he taunts, singsonging "Pretty girl" and making his way to the door. Katsuki tensed, his teeth gritting a little. "What the hell are you talking about," he mutters, trying not to give away the fact that he was right.

Ejiro turns around, an amused grin on his face. "Last I checked, honey and roses aren't a part of your natural scent," he laughs. Katsuki pursed his lips, face turning red and eye twitching a little. "...Don't you have more important things to do," he barked, evading the situation with all the grace of an elephant in skates.

Ejiro sighed, shaking his head with a smile and leaving. Katsuki relaxed a little once he left, settling into bed and getting ready to sleep. Damn it...he did smell like honey and roses. It was probably that stupid hug she gave him, all soft and close and relaxing...

He pushed his face into his red silk pillow, groaning loudly into it and squeezing his eyes shut.

Going home for you was easy, all you had to do was grab your things, go through the portal, and walk through the forest until you reached the palace. It was late, but not as late as it could have been, so you had to pay closer attention to the little rocks and roots that might trip you, even if they always seemed to move out of the way.

you knew from first glance that everyone was settling in, the courtyard lacking the busy and energetic sounds it usually had, and so you felt safe enough to climb back up the wall and waltz in to the palace like nothing happened.

"Where have you been," Ururaka whisper-shouted, standing in the middle of the courtyard and apparently looking for you. She had her hands on her hips, her brows creased as she stared you down sternly. "..." you turned around, moving to climb back up the wall. "Get over here," she ordered, making you wonder who the servant really was here, and you begrudgingly obliged. "You're lucky you got back when you did, your mother is looking for you! Do you realize how long you've "Been in the bath?" A very long time, (Y/n)!" You smiled, giggling a little as Ochako led you to your chambers and helped you strip to put on your pajamas. "What," she whined, clearly this who thing stressed her out. "You lied for me," you said blithely, putting your arms up as she slipped the silk nightdress over your head. Ururaka was silent for a moment, before relaxing a bit. "Well, yeah, what was I supposed to do? Now come on!" She yanked you out of your bedroom, the two of you dashing to the throne room to meet with your mother. You both slowed once you neared it, walking gracefully in and curtsying at where your mother sat on the center throne. She looked just like you, or rather you looked like her, with the same hair color and eye shape, the same grace surrounding you turned to regality surrounding her.

She glided down to you, taking you by the arm and beginning to walk you away from your maid and to the gardens. "is...something the matter," you asked, hiding your fear of the fact that she might have found out about your near-daily escapades to the other realm. The two of you stepped out, now walking among the rows and rows of roses in all colors. You loved these roses, how elegant they were, you even had them made into perfume, along with some sweet fruit blossoms that grew locally in the gardens.

"Not at all...actually, I have something to run by you."

Crap. When she wanted to "run something by you," she really just meant that she would tell you something, and then you'd agree. "What is it," you asked brightly, hoping not to let on that you in fact were not enthusiastic about this. "Well, you're getting to the age where...you see, when I was twenty I already had you and..." she was struggling to put things lightly for you, so she just came out with it. "Some suitors are coming by this week to...chat with you." Double crap. A suitor? Wasn't all this a little early? You supposed they must be eager, after all your kingdom was the only kingdom around. Any man put before you would be a grand duke at best, and the way things worked in your country, he would be brought up to be prince instead of you being brought down to be duchess.

"Lovely," you sighed, smiling at your mother to show how "happy" you were. She smiled back, taking your face in her hands and kissing your forehead. "My perfect princess...you always do the right thing," she said contentedly. "Yep..." you responded, nodding. what were you going to do?

"I think you'll find my manor to be quite satisfying to your needs, princess, although of course we have no female wait staff, so we may need to blah blah blah blah bladi blah..."

You smiled and nodded along, listening to a sales pitch as to who you should sleep with for the rest of your life. This was going to be a rough week. You might have responded, if the corset around your waist weren't so breathtaking. You remember being squeezed in to it, Ochako's foot on the wall you faced for support as she pulled the laces tightly.

You didn't mind the dress, a soft pink and cream colored gown with floral lace detailing and pink heels to match, your hair fixed in yet another bun, but it was uncomfortable as hell. Besides, you had plans! Your basket was currently sitting in your room on the vanity, containing the health elixir you would give to Katsuki. It was stupidly easy to make, using few and abundant ingredients, the hardest part being sneaking into the palace Enchantment Room and waiting for it to brew.

All that was left to go and give it to him, you'd finally be able to learn about the world beyond your realm! It'd be great, you could just feel- oh shit, wait, this guy's walking up to you now.

He took your hand and kissed it, looking up at you flirtatiously. You smiled with all the grace you could muster, taking your hand away as quickly as possible without alarming suspicion. "well, this was lovely, but I must go..." you looked over at Ururaka, who screamed "don't you dare," with her eyes, before looking back at the man and continuing to smile. "and attend to womanly things." He just nodded absent mindedly, it was the perfect trump card over any ignorant man, and watched as you stood and walked off to your chambers, practically gliding. The second you were up the first flight of stairs, you kicked off your heels and booked it to your room. No way in hell you'd be late, even if you didn't necessarily plan a time you knew this was an hour or two past when you left yesterday, and therefore around the time Katsuki would be there.

You had no time to change, so you just grabbed your basket, double checked for the potion, and began to run out the door. You slid to a stop though, pausing for a second. Quickly, you grabbed a little piece of paper, a pen, and quickly scribbled. "In the forest, don't wait up!" You didn't want Ururaka to worry.

You ran back out, out the window, up the wall, through the forest, to the creek, and into the water. You swam up, tossing your basket out first, and then hoisting yourself up. Once again, you were immediately dry, and you breathed in the fresh air of the ever-alive forest.

Looking around, you noticed Katsuki wasn't here yet, so you just took a seat on the stump. Bored for the first time ever in this place, knowing you could be interacting with a real life Dragonborne, you began singing. It was the same song you always sang, the song your countrymen knew so well. You never stopped singing, even when you ended the song, something inside you just compelled you to do it.

After about 10 minutes, Katsuki pushed his way through the brush, this time wearing a shirt and carrying a satchel. You turned to him with a smile, waving at him from your seat. "Heyyy Katsuki! I brought you the potion!" Katsuki made his way over, sitting down beside you. "Why're you so excited, 's not like we're doing anything fun," he huffed. You laughed a little, taking out the bottle out of your basket. It was cylindrical and sealed with a cork, the liquid inside golden and glittering in the sun.

"Oh but we are, you don't know how much I've been looking forward to this." You were that excited? For some reason, he found that a little endearing. He knew you weren't excited to spend time with him specifically, anyone could have walked through and you surely would have been equally happy, but it still did something to his cold little heart.

"whatever...So how does this thing work?" He took the bottle from you, surprisingly gentle, his calloused and scarred hands grazing yours. The sensation on your hand lingered a little, making your heart beat just a little faster. Why did he make you feel like this? He was rude at best, and yet something about his brutish nature made your cheeks heat.

"Well, you apply it to whatever wound you want, unless you're healing a sickness, then you drink it." You took the bottle back and popped open the top, the thick scent of vanilla and mint pouring out. His nose wrinkled at the strength a little, which was adorable, and wordlessly took his shirt off. He planned on putting it on those thistle punctures, and he needed to have his shirt off to do that.

"Do you always do that," you asked with amusement, this being the second time you've seen him shirtless and the second time you've seen him period. "Shut up," he grumbled, tossing his shirt aside. "Yeah yeah, what are you gonna use it for?"

Katsuki sucked his teeth, rolling his eyes to you. "What do you think? Look at my arm," he scoffed. It was true, the little holes were pretty gross looking, so you shrugged. "Well, hold still, it might sting," You said, to which he replied, "huh," before you applied it to his wounds with your fingers. "Hey," he barked out, pulling away from you. You frowned, pulling back ever so slightly.

"Relax, Ok? It's not gonna kill you," you said, gently coaxing him with your voice. He stared at you hesitantly, before sitting in a little closer and holding still. You smiled at him and got a little more of the potion on your fingers, gently rubbing it in to each of his wounds. He was wincing a little, so little you could hardly notice, but the punctures disappeared almost immediately as you healed him.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" You corked the bottle, putting it back in your basket. "Shut up! I was just surprised, because... because your hands are so damn cold!" He was clearly making that up, the sting definitely startled him a little. "ok, I get it, you're super strong and tough, now what are you teaching me today?"

"Just shut up already...and you're learning about the countries today." He opened his satchel, pulling out a rolled up map. There was one big circular mass in the center of it, with scraggly lines separating the borders inside it. There were perfect rings surrounding the very center, each one labeled with the names of the forest rings. You could see where he scribbled the words, "YOU ARE HERE," with an arrow pointing to the very center ring.

"Wow," you whispered, the way your eyes lit up tugged at Katsuki's heart strings. You really found this interesting, didn't you? He was silent for a moment, staring at your side profile, before quickly getting a grip.

"Right, So this is the Atlantic ocean..."

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