#maybe I was just super sheltered

[introspectivememories]

tim and bernard who break up and it's nothing big, no one cheated or anything. it's just their lifestyles didn't work out well together. tim cannot give up vigilantism currently and bear cannot handle the level of danger tim puts himself in. and on the other hand, tim cannot handle the fact that bear chooses to run into danger as an emt bc he already worries about everything but now he has to worry if he'll find his boyfriend convulsing from fear gas in a random alley but also bear who felt the life drain out of darla cannot stand the thought of not helping people and runs headfirst into dangerous situation after dangerous situation hoping that every person he saves can somehow make up for the fact that he could not save darla.

(he very pointedly does not think about the fact that there was nothing he could do because if he thinks about that, he'll spiral until they have to lock him in arkham too)

and so they break up but they were tim & bernard in high school and when they started dating they balanced out the worst of each other and they became tim&bernard. and everyone who knows them, knows that they're better together but they cant be together, they refuse actually because they cannot lose another person to the violence of gotham and by the time they figure out that they cant work together as long as the other is an emt or vigilante, it's too late for both them. they've already left too many pieces of themselves in each other.

tim still knows what bear means when he says "tim" in that exasperated voice. tim still goes boneless when he hears bear say "baby" in that firm tone. bear can still read tim like a book. he still knows the right way to massage tim's neck so that tim can go to sleep. everyone at the first responders gala knows not to bother ceo drake-wayne and senior emt dowd when they're talking.

(and if they're standing a little too close to each other than what is normal, who are they to judge? everyone knows that dowd and drake-wayne have history)

and if everyone on the night shift has caught red robin with his head tucked into the crook of emt dowd's neck as emt dowd runs a soothing hand up and down the vigilante's back, well then, they just quietly back away.

(after all, dowd's one of like, five, emts that can get the bats to receive medical treatment so if turning a blind eye to whatever the fuck they have going on is what allows them to give back to their heroes, then the night shift will do it every time)

and of course, tim and bear are practical people. they loved (love) each other sure, but when your lives are fundamentally incompatible, well, you cant get too stuck on the what-ifs, that's for sure. and so they do find love with other people and yeah, maybe it's not what they expected love to be when they first fell in love with each other. it's not the bubbly, stomach-swoopy, cant stop grinning, feeling that permeated tim&bernard's early days or the i Know you/you Know me that was their middle or the quiet despair that was their end but it is contentment. and in a life with as many losses as theirs, contentment is something they hold dearly

and they're happy! truly! but sometimes, at galas when they're making each other snort champagne out their noses or in darkened alleyways when their clothes are both stained with blood or at rallies for stricter gun regulations in gotham where they both sit too close to each other, fingers enclosed around each other in a death grip, when the presenters inevitably bring up grieves

(worst school shooting in gotham in decades, there's blood on their hands and blood in their mouths and darla is dead in between both of them and there is a chasm so wide that they are screaming to get their voices across and she will always be dead and maybe this had always been the problem that she is dead and there is no coming back from that and that there is blood on their hands and blood in their mouth and blood on their han-)

but sometimes, most especially on opposite sides of the street, as life pulls them in different directions, just sometimes, they see each other and just for a second, nothing too long, the flap of a hummingbird's wings, the time it takes to blink, an electron's orbital, they look at each other and for the briefest moment, blue on brown, a barely noticeable stutter in their steps, the space between heartbeats, because this is all they will give themselves because they do not dwell on what-ifs or what-could-have-beens, or what-should-have-beens, or delusions of a softer world, their eyes meet and they think to themselves, god, in another life, i would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with him.

#what the fuck is this #the theme was wistfulness. hopefully that came across right. and like i wanted this to be all 1 text block so you feel how it all collapses #into that 1 thought they have at they end but fuckass tumblr has a 4096??? text limit for a single paragraph???? so here's multiple paragra #anyway here is my middle of the road sad timbern hc. do i think this will happen? no? is this still a fun world to play in? yeah absolutely #also super huge fan of darla haunting the narrative. darla as this chasm they cannot cross. darla as smth they shelter each other from #but also smth like a 2 way blade. it cuts them both. it will never stop cutting them. smth smth the wound will always bleed #also i cannot stress how important it is that they are happy with other people!!! they are both satisfied with other people. it's just that #they have a very specific history and they are the only two people who really know and understand that history #and also it's not that theyre unhappy with their partners but just that smtimes they look at each other and... wonder. in a softer world #maybe i could've been a chef and you could've still been a superhero and we could've still worked out. maybe we would've gotten a boat #together and maybe we could've come home to each other. maybe i could've trusted you to come home to me. maybe you could've #understood my need to help people. maybe we could've held our love as something precious. #maybe in a softer world our love wasn't something that hurt us both. #i need to lay down. im going crazy #as always i do love reading yalls thoughts in the reblogs and replies!!! #bernard dowd #dc #tim drake #timbern #timber

[bibiana112]

Another thing that gets me about the Kurashikis is the contrast that their backstory has with your average crime drama characters, like, that is up to interpretation and I've definitely seen that in fics before but the impression I got from the games was that it was full of contradictions they were poor because Aoi had to provide for them but they still had access to their old things and to keep going to school instead of living on the streets, they had to make tons of money out of barely anything to be able to set up the game and they do it from boring ass investments which Akane has the foresight to guarantee success to so it's not gambling or smuggling or even more unethical stuff like usual, I really believe despite them having just kidnapped nine people and placed them on a death trap and live bombs on some of their digestive tracks it's still the first time they actively have blood on their hands, usually the backstory is full of the characters already having learned to kill and been hardened by the horrors and shit while I think Aoi at most went to a shooting range once or twice to learn how to gun and even then I bet Akane doesn't even see what they're doing as that same kind of thing at all, they get to be something other than trope itself because they managed to somehow go through all the trauma still relatively sheltered and as result covering it in layers and layers of deflection since it's so hard not to see it as just the same ongoing event that they're acting out against in self defense, Akane comes across as that more so because she never had to work on your average job and didn't even finish elementary school and she wouldn't have energy to or much reason to want to go out often meanwhile Aoi did have to work did make it to highschool presumably? before dropping out and he needed to interact outside of their bubble more often without any safety nets and and yeah I was just reading up some stuff from crime dramas and it reminded me yet again how much I think their whole deal is simply unique™ and not within the genre conventions of this or even the death game genre either

#it is 3 #nevermind it is 4 am and like I said I read some stuff instead of sleeping and so I bet this is incoherent #so to the ramble tag it goes #Void fala aí #I've had a week okay #dreamy don't look #but anyway I'm gonna keep going instead of sleeping - so i have this headcanon #that their parents actually owned the place they lived in so they inherited it so shelter wasn't an issue #but cost of living in the area was which is what led them to need to move away like we see in the flashback to before the game #so I imagine they had just barely moved to a super tiny apartment place when everything happened #and the money they got from selling the place was most of what went into them keeping themselves together after being kidnapped #and then the stock market #and it is the second time I think about wanting to finish that fic so maybe I should but yeah

[auncyen]

when you are sad and have a cat, buying a laser pointer to drive them wild is the best way to spend $6

the only thing is I'm sad because I'm not sure I should keep him. Partially because I live alone and my work hours sometimes goes nuts but even more so because I'm pretty sure cats are still required to be declawed here. Which...no. No one's claiming him even after posting on local groups so the next step seems shelter? Where they can check if he has a microchip (I don't think he does because supposedly you should be able to feel it between the shoulders or near but...maybe).

#cats #the cat #baaaaaby #I'm going to think about it a little more #maybe call tomorrow just to make sure. but. yeah #I also feel bad about taking him to a shelter #and not finding him a home directly #but when I tried asking around at work most people brought up the shelter immediately #one person thought a family member might be interested but they already have enough cats #he's super cute though so I'm sure he'll get adopted if they still can't find his owner it's just. sigh

[13eyond13]

aw i wanted to read house in the cerulean sea 🤧 is it bad? or to each their own?

It's definitely a matter of taste I think! It depends on what you like in a story. For me I found it a bit corny and shallow and overly preachy, but obviously my friend who picked it absolutely loved it, so it's a subjective thing. We have pretty contrasting tastes most of the time anyway it seems. She LOVES fantasy and hates anything set in mundane reality or that's depressing and dark, and I think my favourite book we read in the club was also her least favourite one too hahaha

#the problem for me i think is i grew up in a very sheltering christian home #that severely restricted the media i was allowed to partake in until almost adulthood #so anything preachy or corny that paints everything with a black and white moral brush makes me roll my eyes and go NOT THIS AGAIN #because i was raised on such a steady diet of that that i got super sick of it #the house in the cerulean sea had some funny and cute stuff but it was one of those formulaic stories #where you know exactly what's going to happen next #and who you were meant to root for and sympathize with #and big problems like racism and child abuse get wrapped up in neat little bows and solved by the well meaning hero #in a very oversimplified way #it read like a book targeted at kids because of the heavy-handed preachiness and light treatment of dark subject matter #but i think it's meant for adults? #and something about that just felt sort of insulting to the intelligence and insincere or even maybe a bit tone deaf and offensive #of the writer to me #it may be popular but i don't think it's a book that is going to age very well at all #ask #anon #p

[karmaphone]

Sometimes I can’t let people stay at the shelter because they are violent or pose a threat to children not because they are not well liked or unpleasant. As a public servant I do not deny help to those who are unpleasant i deny help to people who are actively putting me or others at risk.

Then the post wasn't about you, One Of The Good Ones. stay in ur lane

#my mom worked at a womens shelter for a long time I've witnessed a lot of fucked up shit #hurrah for you being a good one but I do have to say when the power rests with people able to make those calls they're going to make calls #that kill people. maybe you dont happen to live in a deadly climate but denying someone shelter in a place like alaska is essentially #a death sentence #obviously someone posing a threat to others means you can't just lump them in with someone else but guess what there needs to be an option #peoples opinion of you should not determine wether you live or die #especially when that opinion can be filtered through lenses like 'this is a black man and therefore dangerous' so like #I watched one of my moms coworkers turn native women away because 'oh we're full tonight' and then gladly accept white women. the problem is #also a racial one. don't even get me started on vets being turned away for ptsd symptoms that ppl didn't understand and weren't dangerous #it's almost like the marginalized are marginalized further when a marginality is comorbid with others or something wow #this isn't meant to be aggressive at the anon btw I'm glad we have A Good One Put There I'm just tired of people using that as an excuse to #*out not put #dismiss systemic issues that I've witnessed personally #I mean yeah my memory's fucked up because of the system thing so sometimes my memories of being at that shelter are super fuzzy but other #times they're crystal clear so don't come for me lmfao

[tobesobri]

sorry for being gone but uh the same day i had the worst dreams (saturday) i ended up adopting a cat so i’ve been kinda busy 😬

#im volunteering at my animal shelter #and she was there #and she’s literally exactly what i wanted in a new kitty so #maybe it was too soon but after having her a fee days im glad i adopted her #she’s literally a huge snuggler and super sweet #just genuinely the perfect cat after everything that happened #plus she’s talkative which i like #as soon as me and the other volunteers walked in the cat area she started talking and so yeah #it was inevitable tbh 😬 #also she kinda looks like my cat’s mom who we also used to have #she reminds all of us of her so it was like #yeah idk just felt like i couldn’t not adopt her

[orcelito]

Realized I am not at the point in time where I can dependably take care of a turtle actually But I had the moment of like "What if I got a 2nd cat..."

I need a cat that will cuddle me. Tally refuses to cuddle me. But I'd have to... make a call to my rental company I guess to see what I'd have to do to get another cat added into my contract. Bc I'd rather not get fined for having more cats than I'm allowed lol

#speculation nation #i think... i need to work on cleaning up my apartment some #adding another cat would mean two cats would have to share the space #which could end. Poorly. if it's still super messy #idk how it would work to have two cats lmao but i dont wanna give up tally but i also Really would like to have a cat that cuddles #idk how tally would deal with All That but im sure she would get used to it. in time... #maybe get a cat that's a bit less high energy than tally lmao. i do Not need a second tally ... #we will see. this is all moot if it turns out i cant have a 2nd cat in my apartment #probably wont b able to call until monday. tho i'll check tomorrow for what the office hours are #betraying tally by contemplating getting a 2nd cat but like. i need a cuddle cat. i Need a cuddle cat. #& who knows maybe she'd react well to it & she'll have a sibling to keep her company while im at work #i want... a boy. a sweet boy. maybe an orange boy... #not to replace Sammy exactly. i just really miss having an orange cuddle boy. #no cat can replace Sammy. no cat ever can. #but also. 😭😭😭 i miss having an orange cat #id just have to see what's at the shelter i guess

[butchratchettruther]

Thinking about how comedically bad nearly all of my partners have been

#First we had a couple of Extremely Unrequited Crushes #Then we had a straight and probably homophobic girl who flirted with me as a way of making fun of me #Who I never actually dated but am counting as she was the first person to ever show romantic interest in me and I was so flattered by the #attention that I got a crush on her #Worst mistake of my life honestly she was such a bitch #Also I was closeted and she’d figured out that I was queer which made it worse #Then I had my first relationship at like. Fourteen? Which was genuinely comedically bad #like the dude straight up cheated on me via catfishing our mutual best friend multiple times #And he also created fake puppet accounts (two of whom he catfished my friend through and another one who he tried to catfish my friend #through) #And then one of these fake puppet accounts committed suicide and another of his fake puppet accounts “blamed him” for it #Which. Lol the puppet account wasn’t wrong #And like he also faked multiple mental illnesses like depression and schizophrenia #Like he was just comedically bad. You can’t make that shit up like fuck was up with him #The second one was also pretty shitty but much better in comparison. There was a weird power dynamic there because he was two years older #than me and I was VERY sheltered and didn’t realise that was maybe a little weird and thought it was Totally Normal #And uh. He was super controlling and weird #And also he broke up with me twice both times so that he could persue someone else (one of whom was his bff’s just broken up ex boyfriend) #And he also ignored me for like a week/two weeks before we actually broke up both times #And the first time he broke up over text and the second time he broke up through our mutual best friend #Kind of. Like we were sitting in the art room and he asked everyone except me him and our mutual best friend to leave #And then our mutual best friend had to explain to me whilst he was just sitting there about how he didn’t really have those feelings for me #anymore #except that didn’t really happen either because I panicked and ran off and hid until the end of the day #So yeah. That was pretty wild but not as bad as the first one #The third/last one wasn’t too bad either. He only ignored me for two weeks at the end of the relationship #And he apologised afterwards and we’re still friends now and he’s super super guilty over it #but yeah all of my partners have been comedically bad and I find that absurdly funny #Also I should probably tag this vent tw so #Vent tw

[unintentional-sad-wizard]

Worried that my health stuff might be acting up again augh

#PLEASE I don’t want another several weeks of this #I’m feeling super low energy and brain foggy and generally shitty #which makes me anxious because that’s usually how it starts when my symptoms start getting worse again #I’m crossing my fingers that this is just because I’m on my cycle or because I ate fast food today #for the first time in a while #and that it’s not the same health stuff I had going on for the last couple months #but I’m worried #we never figured out what was going on with me and it went away after a couple months #and I’ve been way better lately but the past week or so I’ve been feeling gradually worse and have been really low energy #I do have an appointment on Monday I think to redo some blood tests and stuff #but the first two times they ran those tests they didn’t find anything wrong even though my symptoms were awful #so if it is coming back I kinda doubt that this time will reveal anything #but maybe this will convince them to do other tests or refer me to a specialist or something #At least I’m taking fewer classes this term #so I won’t have quite as much stuff to balance #but money is tight because of how much work I missed last term so I can’t afford to miss a lot more #and I’m supposed to start volunteering at an animal shelter in a couple weeks which I’m really looking forward to #and I’ve been planning to get a dog soon-ish #and I would hate hate hate to have to postpone any of that stuff even more #and I just. can’t keep dealing with this. I hate being sick I hate not being able to do things I’m tired of it #I’m trying not to spiral or worry too much because anxiety definitely makes me feel worse lol #and this could be nothing it could be unrelated to whatever health issues I was having earlier #but it makes me nervous #the being of chaos speaks

[mirmidones]

ive been here a week and i already feel like drowning

#can't wait for my parents to go on vacation so it's just me and the cat even though i am at my wits end with my cat too #i think maybe we should return to the city #but i feel guilty about the shelter and i feel guilty about my family and once my brother comes down we'll have a family week or something #which honestly sounds suffocating and horrible and the last time i had a vacation with them it was 3 days snd i was losing my mind after d 1 #but i kind of owe it to them and anyways it would be super shitty of me and ive already been a shitty enough daughter i really can't bail on #any of this

[jasmines-library]

Hey! i just wanted to say that your work is phenomenal! You got me sobbing in bed at 3 in the morning. I was wondering if I could request a Batfam x child!Wayne!Reader (maybe 4/5 years old) and what they’re all like (individually) when picking her up from school? In her class, they were learning about the great Batman, and all the hard work he does for the city, keeping everybody safe and whatnot. And obviously, she’s too small to know Bruce is Batman.. how would they all react to little baby Wayne rambling about cool Batman who has his own car and sidekick? I’d imagine she’s a very talkative kid, very sweet and friendly, and a very big-Daddy’s girl, but it’s completely up to you.

Thanks for listening to my rambling.. and keep up your awesome work!

Baby Wayne

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Note: This is one of the most adorable requests ever anon! Thank you for requesting and thank you for your kind words. I hope I’ve done your request justice.

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BRUCE:

He could see the smile on your face from the doorway. Bright and beaming as you sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning forward to listen to your teacher. The second you saw him lingering in the doorframe however, the smile grew and you were up on your feet in seconds and tottering over to him.

Wrapping your arms around his legs you hugged him tightly and looked up at him with big eyes. Picking you up and resting you on his hip, Bruce pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Hey sweetheart. Good day?”

You nodded excitedly, clinging to your dad. “We learnt about Batman today!” You exclaimed.

Bruce couldn’t help the small smirk that crept onto his face. You were still too young to know about his identity and he did well to keep it from you. You were always exploring and wondering off in the manor. He was sure you would make a fine vigilante one day, but for now he was keep to keep you sheltered.

“Oh really?” He raised a brow.

“Yep!” You said, popping the ‘p’. “He’s awesome! He has a cool car and side kicks! And he keeps the city safe! He’s super cool.”

Bruce bounced you up in his arms, savouring the joy in your voice. “Is that so?”

“Uh-huh.” You nodded. “When I grow up I wanna be just like him Daddy!”

“I’m sure you will be kiddo.” Bruce smiled. “I’m sure you will.”

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DICK:

He was waiting by the school gates, leaning up against the metal framing when your class came piling out of the doors. Bruce was out on a meeting, so he was tasked with collecting you from school, which of course he had no problem doing.

When you saw him, he made his way over slowly, watching as your face lit up at the sight of him and you came running over him with your bag hanging halfway off one shoulder.

“Dick look!” You beamed crashing into him as you ran a little too fast. Moving away you pointed to the yellow and black sticker you had plastered to the hem of the coat.

Dick crouched down to your height. “What you got there, squirt?”

“It’s the bat signal.” You announced proudly. “We learnt about it in class today.”

“You learnt about Batman?” Dick asked. He had wondered how long it would be until you began to learn about what they did.

“Yes we learnt about all of the heroes. But Batman is my favourite because he saves the city and he has a sidekick!” You grinned “Robin! I like him too.”

Dick hid his little grin by tussling your hair. He couldn’t wait for you to learn more.

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JASON:

Seeing Jason picking you up was a nice surprise for you when you finished class. You were ecstatic to see him and ran up to him squealing.

“Jay!” You giggled and he picked up and spun you around in the air. “I missed you.”

He had been away on business. You had constantly been asking Bruce about when you would see him again. You had began to miss his face at home.

“Guess what we’ve been learning about!?”

“Hmm.” Jason bit his lip pretending to think “pirate ballerinas”

You placed a playful hit to his chest with a laugh. “No silly. Batman!”

A-ha. Jason thought. this would be interesting. He wondered how much you had been told, though he doubted no matter how much you had learnt, that you had managed to piece things together.

“Was it good?” He asked you.

“It was great! He saves all of the people and is a real hero!” You said waving your arms animatedly. “He’s so brave!”

“He is.” Jason agreed. “Just like you little Wayne”

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TIM:

Tim found you doodling at one of the tables in the library. You had an array of colours sprawled out in front of you as you scribbled on the pieces of paper infront of you.

He peered over your shoulder trying to catch a glimpse of your drawing. You had draw stick figures, which made it hard to go by but even with your messy doodles he could make out the distinctive domino masks of the Robin and the black of Batman’s suit and cowl. He knew them like the back of his hand, so it was no surprise.

“What you drawing, kiddo?” He asked you.

You gripped the drawing with your hands and held it up proudly to him. “Batman and Robin. We learnt about them in class so I wanted to draw them.”

“It’s very good kid.” Tim told you, handing you back the drawing of the lopsided people only for you to hand it back to him.

“Can we put it on the fridge?” You asked curiously “I want to show it to Dad. I bet he thinks Batman is awesome too!” You blabbed “do you think he will like it, Timmy?”

“I’m sure he will.”

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DAMIAN:

Dami was reading in the library when you plonked yourself beside him. Well…kind of. You struggled up onto the couch first.

“What are you doing?” You frowned, trying to read see over his shoulder.

He was reading up on one of Gotham’s villains that was causing havoc in the city. His first instinct was to shut it so you couldn’t read any of it…but then he remembered that you were still only learning to read.

“I’m reading a book on Batman.” He half-lied, setting the book to one side so you could clamber into his lap.

“Ooh I like Batman too.” You nodded.

Damian frowned. You weren’t supposed to know about that yet. “Where did you learn about him?”

“At school.”

Damian relaxed a little.

“He has a super cool cape! And a big car that he drives really fast around the city to stop the bad guys!”

“Sounds dangerous.” Damian smirked.

“Yes…” you trailed off. “But he is allowed to do it because he is Batman.” You decided.

“Is that right? He teased.

“Yes.

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I hope that was okay! I hope you don’t mind that I changed it a little at the end: I didn’t want it to get too repetitive.

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[spookyterzo]

what if i really went all into a spooky bitch transformation. i think it would be awesome and cool even

#b talks #a cool and neat fact about me is that i’ve never really had a goth or emo phase. too sheltered for that #but now that i’m super into esoteric/pagan/magical practice research etc i feel it’s only right #maybe not full goth or anything but i think i haven’t found the look i want yet #who knows. just throwing thoughts to the abyss

[readychilledwine]

Hi! I love your writing, it always makes me grin. Could I request a platonic Az fic? One where reader is like 10, super cuddly and touch affection starved and Feyre’s ward (kind of like Evangeline is to Lyssandra), and maybe like the kid or sister of one of the children of the blessed that was sent over the wall but feyre found her and took her in even though Tamlin didn’t like it, so when Mor took Feyre, she had to take reader too, and then during that dinner, she gets scared to meet everyone (especially cass sine he seems intimidating) so she runs behind the nearest person, Az and when he doesn’t get upset, she sticks with him through the dinner, wanting to be next to him, hiding behind his wings, asking for cuddles, and playing with his hands. He doesn’t get upset and reader just decides to follow him like a shadow from then in and make him her fave person, like watching when he train, being sad and quiet when he’s gone (until Nuella and Cereadwin bring her sweets), happy when he’s back, and never leaving his side, and even asking him to carry her etc.

Oath

Warnings - platonic soul mates, mentions of Amarantha and UTM, visions

A/N - I'm not saying I am tucking this away for a rainy day, but I'm not not saying that 👀

Azriel Masterlist

You didn't even have to ask or knock. The door opened, and shadows pulled you in. Guiding you to Azriel in the dark as he opened up his blanket and pulled you up to his bed and into his arms. "Nightmares?" He murmured softly into your hair, holding you close. "It's okay, little one. We all have them." You curled into him, basking in the warmth and protection he offered. His wing rested over you, feeling like a blanket weighing down like a tight hug. "Tell me what you saw?"

You started softly. "A robed figure with swans. But this time, it was like.." You paused, wiping tears from your eyes. "It was like I was a swan. You were on the waterline of the lake, yelling for me."

Azriel went stiff, then pulled you closer to him. "No one is going to take you from me. From us. You are ours to look after."

And you had been since you arrived in the Night Court. You had been ripped from the mortal realm with Feyre by Tamlin. Feyre had taken you in, despite arguments from her sisters, when she found you starving in the streets. You became hers, and she yours. She was closest thing you had ever had to a sister, and her regret the moment you were caught following her Under the Moutain was something she struggled to live with to this day.

Amarantha had taken a liking to you, though. You were a tender human girl she enjoyed using as a personal servant. She kept you at her side, almost always glowing with how much you admired the fae, how you were raised to be complicit to them by the Children of the Blessed. You complimented her constantly, adoring her dresses, her hair, her glowing skin. You had no idea she was so evil. So cruel. That was until Feyre's first trial.

It was Rhysand who pulled you into his room one night, sheltering you from the violence going on. He had whispered to you tales of a city covered in starlight and a family. A family that all found each other, chose each other, loved each other. He had worked you into the bargain with Feyre, ensuring he had you for one week every month, ensuring you were away from Tamlin, who, for unknown reasons, hated you.

When you first came to the Night Court, Rhys spent the week with you, teaching you to read and write more gently than he had Feyre, teaching you the different courts, the different high lords. He had put you in dresses that made his eyes sparkle but grow distant with longing. He had called you his little second chance, and on that second visit, you were sold. You loved Rhysand so fully that you had clinged to him, crying as Tamlin ripped you from his arms.

When Tamlin locked you and Feyre in the manor, it had been the scariest moment of your life. You were still mortal, but the power radiating from her, consuming her as she pulled you into her chest for comfort, was terrifying. She had told you the Night Court would be your home now once she had calmed down, and the decision was made to have dinner with Rhysand's family. Mor had taken you, winnowing you two in and letting you enjoy that drop, that rush of free falling. Everything had been fine until you saw Cassian.

Cassian was loud, he was huge, he had muscles in places you hardly knew could have muscles. You had ended up hiding, much to Cassian's amusement, behind the closest thing you could. Azriel.

And it had begun after that. Azriel became your best friend. You constantly looked for him, snuggled him, loved him. He became your everything and you his. You made him carry you everywhere, take you flying, and made him laugh with you under blanket forts.

On your 9th birthday, he had taken you into town, spoiling you before the war with Hybern begun with pastries, books, new dresses, and a stuffed animal. It was the same day Velaris was attacked. You had been taken from him, locked into a cell with Nesta, who held you close, whispering how it would be okay. You were forced into that same Cauldron as Feyre screamed, held back by Rhysand as the male pleaded for the King to let you go.

Azriel had promised you from that day forward you were his, swearing it to you in an oath that you two sealed with a pinky promise. He promised to protect you. To keep you safe. To make sure anyone who harmed you would regret it. But even Azriel, as powerful as he was, could not save you from the aftermath of the Cauldron.

1 week after your 10th birthday, weird things started happening to you. You had dreams where you saw things. Similar to Elain. Her visions came out in riddles, though. Yours were different. Odd to Rhys and Amren. Odd to Helion. Your powers were similar to a seer, yet so different.

Helion had described it as you walking through timelines. You could see all outcomes with no direction of how that outcome would come to be, whereas Elain saw one possible future and potential riddles guiding to it. "A burden," he had said to Rhysand quietly. "A burden to know each way someone you loved could die, to know what happens if one pawn doesn't move exactly according to plan, but not be able to tell them how exactly it happened."

You had fallen into yourself more, seeking only Azriel with Feyre's pregnancy and Nesta's spiral. You only told him what you saw in your dreams and occasionally the twins if he would send them to you with treats.

He pulled you close again, shaking you from the past. "What else did you see?"

"Elain," you whispered softly. "Lucien holding Elain tightly while she laid on the ground. She no longer glowed with the light of the fae. It was like the cloaked figure had taken it from her."

The grip on your nightgown grew tight. "What else?" His voice was tense, eyes getting slightly distant, letting you know he was communicating with Rhys that you had seen something.

"Rhys had facial hair." Azriel hummed. Unknown to you that you had just given him an idea of the timeline. It would have had to have been after the birth of babe. Rhys only grew facial hair when he was tired. "Feyre and Nesta weren't there. Just Lucien, Elain, the three of you, and I think me."

"As a swan," he repeated.

"Yes, as a swan. Trapped on his lake."

"Do you know how old you were when this happened?"

You shrugged. "No, but we had a string. It wasn't gold and glittering like Rhys and Feyre's, but red and power seemed to flow through it, not emotions. It felt like I was transferring something to you."

Azriel kissed the top of your head. "You know I need to tell Rhys about this?" You nodded. "And you know he may need you to show him?" You nodded again, but shivered at the thought of Rhysand in your mind. "We should also mention the red string to Amren. She what she can dig up."

"But she's so cranky." Hazel eyes, tired and heavy with sleep, peered down at you. "New Amren is way more mean than old Amren."

"A problem for tomorrow. Go to sleep, y/n. I'll keep your nightmares away."

"I love you, Azzie."

"I love you too, y/n. I won't let you turn into a swan."

You were asleep almost instantly, body back on that lake, and a cloaked figure with a bone like figure stroking your wings.

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[kernun]

Cats or dogs ft. JJK Men

ft. satoru, suguru, sukuna, toji, nanami. cw. cuteness note. shortie, a small idea I had.

SATORU. I feel like he likes both. Like, he has golden retriever energy but he's cat-coded at the same time? However, I can't imagine him owning a pet, as he doesn't strike me as a responsible guy...I mean...He once left his students alone with a Special Grade curse...like bro?

SUGURU. Black cat energy 100%. Maybe he wouldn't mind cat-coded dogs like greyhounds. But prefers cats. He would probably name them something like "Chicken", "Dumpster" or "Catzilla".

SUKUNA. Both but more dog-oriented. Big dog energy or the most schizophrenic dog he could find. Cane Corso or Malinois kind of breeds? Super well-trained. He often naps with them on the couch.

TOJI. Big guy, tiny dog. Yeah like, a chihuahua named Frederic. He would take his baby everywhere with him. The dog has a whole-ass wardrobe.

NANAMI. Both but...I feel like he would pick the oldest one at the shelter. He would SPOIL them. The best food? The best snacks? The best ergonomic bed? He got it. He would go to the vet for any little thing. He just wants the best life for his furry baby.

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[babushkatty]

Tranquil SAGAU - Part 6

-> Part 1

-> Part 5

With Dvalin gone, you were left basically homeless. Not that it was much of an issue, not really. The forests had been very kind to you -- you could easily live the life of a hermit if you so wished, without having to worry about food, water, shelter or animal attacks.

But it would also be horribly lonely. No compassionate silence, no background noise and buzz of other people scurrying around and going about their day without minding you, no one to speak to if you ever felt the need to.

You liked being alone, but you were still human and humans were social animals.

Soooooo, you promptly asked Crepus about working in his Winery in exchange for accommodations, because 'one that asks, does not stray'... or something like that anyways. Your sister always made her life that much harder because she outright refused to ask for help even when hopelessly lost or overwhelmed, so there must be something to the saying at least.

"You don't have to work to earn your keep, (Name). I'd be more than happy to house you as my guest for however long you want!" is what Crepus 'Sunshine Personified' Ragnvindr responded with.

Crepus used Puppy Eyes, it was super effective!

You laid defeated, a puddle of cuteness overload once again wishing for sunglasses to protect yourself from the blinding smiles and imaginary wagging tails.

Crepus was horrible for your heart.

Still, you would go insane if left with nothing to do for days at a time, so you went to turn the Ragnvindr library upside down with Crepus' blessing, a bunch of notebooks, a bunch of pens and a delusion that you'd do any actual studying in there.

This was Teyvat, but this wasn't Genshin Impact -- a library wouldn't have interesting lore, it'd have dry history and even drier geography, accompanied by boring economics and even more boring politics (which was a damn shame too, politics were so interesting when written right).

You never quite had a head for those, prefering subjects with more practical applications that could be practiced instead of having to be beaten into your thick skull until you memorized it just long enough to write the exam.

Though for some ungodly reason you still remembered that onions were actually leaves. It was one of the very few things you remembered from school, actually.

Probably the trauma speaking.

Still, you did find some interesting books - a diary speaking of the Decarabian rule, for example.

Today, I don my very own Windblume.

I can only hope Lord Decarabian never learns of its' significance.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

The winds are particularly harsh today.

I am afraid, but I smile and play my lyre as if nothing were happening at all, like I always do.

Sometimes, I forget if what I do is to reasure the people or to delude myself that everything is as it should be...

Then again, does it matter when the result remains the same?

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

The people are growing restless.

Their yearning for freedom gave birth to a small wind spirit that seems fond of my playing. It is an adorable being, even if it has yet to communicate with us.

It remind me of a newborn puppy.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

The people are planning a rebellion.

I want to help, but how can I? I am no soldier, my strength lays with the pen and the lyre, not with the sword.

Ragnvindr told me there was no need for more warriors, that I was doing enough by keeping the morale up with my performances... I am hesistant to believe him.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

The little spirit has spoken for the first time today.

It said that it knew the song I was playing, despite it being a new piece I was in the midst of creating, and sang along to lyrics I had yet to write.

It was strange, but it made me happy nonetheless.

Perhaps I was strange too, for feeling that way.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

You had a suspicion on who the author of the diary was by that point. Maybe Crepus would be open to giving this diary to Venti, instead of it gathering dust on the shelf?

Idly, you wondered how it had survived so long, but figured Ragnvindr and his descendants took good care of it.

I met Ragnvindr today.

Something compelled me to share my worries with him, even though I knew he had enough weight on his shoulders and I ought not to add more.

"If you cannot trust in yourself, then trust in me and my trust in you instead" he told me.

It helped.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

Meetings regarding the rebellion are more and more frequent. Ragnvindr, alongside a man named Amos, have convinced the Gunnhildr clan to participate against all odds.

I can understand their hesitance. Should we fail to kill Lord Decarabian, their legacy would be no more.

I admire their bravery.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

The wind has long since realized change is imminent, even when Lord Decarabian himself has not - the little spirit said so.

King of Gales indeed, even the wind has rebelled against him.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

Ragnvindr speaks of a bad premonition.

In truth, my heart is uneasy as well, but how can I share those feelings with anyone but myself? It is not the time to bother others with my issues -- it is time to reassure everyone, to rouse their spirit and not to let fear take root even as they stand against a God. It is my duty as a bard and as a fellow rebel.

The Windblume feels particularly heavy as I write this.

I fear I will not live to see tomorrow's sunset, but I fear for my dearest friends and for Mondstadt even more.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

My little spirit friend is still without a name.

I know it does not bother them, they are the wind itself after all, but I would still like to give them a name others can remember them by.

A name that they can remember me by once I pass on, selfish as it is to bind an immortal to a memory.

But I am selfish, even if Ragnvindr may see me as a paragon of virtue. I am a human and to be human is to be flawed. I am not ashamed of it, even if I often feel guilty for it.

Perhaps it will be the very last thing I achieve in this life of mine.

It is hard to name them.

I've thought of many names up until now.

Caelus. Liberius. Aella. Calliope. Achill. Carmine. Hilarius. Hanne. Zephyrinus. Dieter. Sascha. Scilla. Paulus. Notus. Veronica. Agna. Vergil.

Those are just a few of the ones I discarded.

None fit.

I can only hope the right name reveals itself when it is time.

.　 . • ☆ . ° . • ° : . * ₊ ° . ☆

That was the last entry.

You closed the diary and carefully put it aside.

☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ* ✨ Author Note✨

It was not supposed to be mostly nameless bard POV via old diary.

It really wasn't.

Mans literally kidnapped the chapter entirely against my will while I was half asleep yesterday and attempting to write at nearly midnight and I was powerless to stop it, on god.

But hey, at least we got potential Venti bonding set up for the future?

I was planning for more fluff, but I also have no outline for this, so my chapters have a chance of getting kidnapped at any time.

✨BY THE WAY!!!!✨

The charm of spontaneous writing, I guess?

If you have something you want to happen - for example we're in the library right now, so maybe you want a book about a specific tidbit to appear - do let me know, maybe I'll write it in!

I had 2 tests and 1 retake yesterday and holy shit i got through all of them and tomorrow is last day of uni then it's ✨HOLIDAYS✨

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[emsartwork]

ALL OF DAPHNE'S TRANSFORMATIONS. INCLUDING UPDATED NYMPHIX.

Previously Fairy of the Dragon Flame now Fairy of Embers. She doesn't have any transformations others than these because she was fast tracked into the nymphix path, and unlike the winx the majority of fairies don't pursue additional transformations past enchantix. (i think Daphne would be interested in Dreamix tho, so maybe I'll draw that eventually.

Her major color shifted after dying and being revived, which is shown in her winx and enchantix.

other lore and design notes below!

I changed her major color from orange/yellow to more of a teal/green because. she just doesn't look good in yellow I'm sorry I really tried but it wasn't working. Also little updates to her hair color, nothing huge tho. Daphne's primary motifs are a branching "Y" shape and a double oval/tear drop. She's a pants when possible girlie and a one set winger(yes her nymphix looks like it have multiple wings but they all merge into one stem on each side) . Her scars from her Sirenix being ripped out of her caused her winx/enchantix to change a little to cover them(mostly seen in the arms) due to insecurity. Her Dryadix/nymphix flower is a daffodil! because pun Daph-Daff, and Daffodils symbolize rebirth and new beginnings (also creativity, energy, resilience, forgiveness and vitality). Her Harpix wings aren't super specificly patterned, but she has darting wings common in small song and seed birds (robins, finches, brown birds etc.) the coloring is referential of a Shrike (also called a Butcher Bird), because Daphne was. incredibly dangerous and if she had sided with the ancestral probably would have been given a moniker similar to Butcher of Domino or Daphne the Slaughterer. (some people do call her these but its mostly among people who dislike Domino/The Royal Family.)

Lore! Daphne doesn't have a great sense of self, she was planned as a necessary successor to Marion/the dragon flame in a period as the ancestral witches were escalating their attacks and search for the dragon flame. Bloom was a back up baby in case both Daphne and Marion got dead and basically worked as intended haha. Daphne was also much more publicly involved in the kingdom than many of the other royals in winx (Stella, Aisha, Krystal and even Galatea to an extent all had rather sheltered upbringings) in a way Daphne is much more like Sky and Thoren in the since that none of them really had the space to develop their own personality outside of their familial duty.

Daphne's 1st winx and enchantixes are as direct a copy of her mom's Enchantix as you can get with transformations, right down to the more greenish tint of her major color. Growing up Marion used her fairy form liberally, so that, combined with being the next Dragon Flame holder left a deep impact on Daphne's subconscious. Daphne was also heavily influenced by Faragonda during her Alfea and Nymphix Quest years, but since she was older this isn't as deep an influence. After being revived, Daphne's years of defining herself as her connection to Bloom causes her major color to shift more blue in response to her trauma. Daphne is slowly starting to develop a sense of self outside of her titles/connections but it's unlikely her major color will shift again unless she has another major trauma.

(for the record the Winx do have trauma over the timeline I have laid out that would potentially cause their major colors to shift but I didn't do that for a couple reasons 1, their colors are iconic and make them easily recognizable as characters; 2, I'm a tired bitch. )

#winx #winxems #winx club #winx daphne #enchantix #harmonix #sirenix #dryadix #harpix #coatlnix #nymphix #DONT look at these too closely the line art and some coloring is a mess i got sick of them half way through #Fairy of embers title subject to change but i like it for now #something about Daphne is so wrong I want to put her in a jar and study her <3