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midnightsmindmv · 3 months

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The Summer We Turned 🧸 🍋Pretty🫐 🐚

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chapter 1, chapter 2

tag list: @sunflowermyheart @void21

pairing: steven conklin x fisher!oc

summary: just as Belly had Conrad, Alva had Steven. 16 years of unrequited love but this summer was going to change it all.

tags: jealous Steven, fluff, angst, underaged drinking, Belly x Cameron, Susannah lives, Steven is an idiot, Alva Fisher and Taylor do not get along, protective Conrad and Jeremiah.

wc: 1.5k

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May was the worst month in the whole world and it had been for as long as I could remember. Just that feeling of something being so close, all you can think about is how much you want it. My mother took the whole month to get the house prepared, adding on a few things to each of the Conklin’s rooms depending on what she’d heard from Laurel. This year she’d added a few things to Laurel’s study to work on a new book. Or buying heaps of board games, puzzles, water slides, soccer balls, tennis rackets, snacks—every possible thing you could think of, our house became a constant reminder that it wasn’t quite summer but it was almost there.

This year it would be May 5th that the air would suddenly change, feel warmer and the feeling of waking up would be less horrid. And that feeling of pure excitement, like anything could happen and it would all be wonderful snapped into place when I heard a honk of a car.

“They are here!” Mom yells.

This year me and Belly had been talking a lot in between summers. Now that we were older there were going to be some changes to the way things went in Cousins. We both agreed this year had given us some significant glow ups.

For one I started using products that helped my wavy hair. It happened by accident when I mixed up my brother Jeremiah’s curl cream with my leave in conditioner. I had always thought my hair was just frizzy, turns out it looked more like Jere’s than my mother’s. I’d also grown out my hair and I felt like I found my fashion sense. At least my mom thought so.

Neither me nor Belly had explicitly told each other why this summer was going to be “our summer” or what we were gonna do with our hot selves but deep down we knew. My dear friend Belly has had a huge crush on my eldest brother Conrad since she learned to say his name “onad” or “onnie”. our nicknames have changed so much throughout the years. They used to call me “Ally” before it was just AV or “v” i like my real name though Alva. But Steven calls me Guppy and I call him Conkle, like a conkle shell. Both far removed from our last names Fisher and Conklin.

Now I’m not sure what I want him to call me. Guppy or Fishy makes me feel like little kid. I’m 16 and I don’t want Steven to think of me as a little kid. Because just as Belly has had Conrad, I have Steven. 16 years of unrequited love between the two of us. How embarrassing.

But this summer was different, this was the summer we turned pretty.

“I’m coming!” The floorboards of the stairs creak as I quickly ascend.

“Geez elephant feet calm down.” Jeremiah jokes but I can tell he’s equally as excited to see the Conklins.

I wouldn’t let my nerves get the best of me. I knew as soon as I saw him it would just be like old times. There is something about Steven that just puts me at ease, even though he teases me. Even if I was all awkward he would still be Steven.

“Where’s Con?” I ask my other brother.

“He’s been surfing…where have you been? Writing in your diary about how you wanna makeout with steven all summer?” Jeremiah bolts out the door before I can smack him.

Deep breaths.

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Stevens POV

“Bro!” I step out of the car and stretch my aching legs to jog over to Jeremiah.

No matter how long it’s been since I’ve seen the Fishers it’s all just the same as soon as we return. It all falls back into place as I hug Jeremiah.

“Oh you’ve both grown so much!” I can tell Susannah is resisting the urge to pinch our cheeks. I’d let her, Susannah is an angel.

“Look who came back all grown up!” Jeremiah pulls Belly into a big hug after embracing mom.

“Alva should be out and Conrad’s coming up soon!” Susannah looks to the door and there she is. The door opens again.

“A-Alva?”

“Hey conkle shell”

She called back at me with a held back grin plastered on her face. Her very different face. Alva had always been Alva, but there was something about her—everything about her it was all different. Her strapless white dress flowed with her hair as she jogged over and bro code began to slowly escape my mind as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Hey Fishie.” Her hair was most noticeable. No longer frizzy and tangled but thick and wavy. She wore it down with a little claw clip holding half her hair up. She never used to dress like this.

Alva released herself from my grasp slowly. “Conrad’s coming up—now actually.” She chuckles and glances and Belly who looked expectantly towards the gate.

Greeting Conrad shook my senses back into place. It’s Guppy we are talking about. She’s like my little sister. She’s maturing for sure and it totally not weird for me to notice how pretty she looks—I see it in Isabel too. No difference…

I took one last glance at Alva before encouraging a Belly-flop.

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Alva POV

“Conrad was smiling all for you.” I giggle and wrap Belly up in a beach towel. It was true, Conrad hadn’t been smiling a lot lately but Belly could bring it out of him.

A big but shy smile flashed on her face and stayed plastered while we walked into the house. And sat at the kitchen island

“Oh look at my girls! Oh Laurel we have such beautiful daughters.” Mom gushed, never one to keep in a compliment. It was something I learned from her.

“I know, it’s crazy how mature you look Alva.” She stopped to admire the two of us, now blushing girls “Aw, you guys are gorgeous.” Laurel rubbed my back.

This summer was going to be just us and the moms— “the woman and the children” as mom says. Dad was working…he’s been busy a lot leading up to this summer. The good news is he’ll be back on the 4th with Mr. Conklin as Laurel informed us.

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“We literally have to do everything we planned. I know this is gonna be a great summer Belly boo.” We plopped down on her bed after our hard work unpacking her things.

I notice how even a few minutes of Belly being in the room it already feels lived in—comfortable. Before the Conklins arrived absence of Belly in the room made of feel cold when I walked by but now I can feel it’s warmth. Belly has always been that person for me, my comfort friend. Our moms used to say we were always supposed to be twins even if I’m a little older than her that didn’t matter.

“Definitely.” She smiled, I could see the excitement in her eyes. “Do you think your mom is gonna do the surf competition again this year?

I looked up, contemplating. Last year mom had taught Laurel to surf and we all did a competition adults vs kids. Mom even set it up to be like an official event with dad and our neighbors as the judges. It was the highlight of the summer, even though Conrad smoked us all right out of the water.

“Oh my gosh I hope, that was amazing!”

Jeremiah popped his head into the room, before plopping down on the bed too.

Jeremiah pulled out is puppy dog eyes “Come on let’s go swimming Belly. Pretty please?”

“I was gonna help my mom at whale of a tail but…” she looked into Jeremiah’s pleading eyes and quickly caved, “ok yeah sure. You wanna come AV?”

“You guys go ahead I might meet you later. I’m gonna wait for Steven to get back.”

Jeremiah and Belly look at each other with cheeky smiles.

Jeremiah laughs as he gets off the bed. “Oooh ok yeah wait for your Conkle Shell.”

I can’t exactly read Belly’s face which moves me to impulsively defend myself. “He’d be home alone—I have no idea where Conrad is.” They looked at each other again and I groaned, “come oooonnn guys it’s not weird for me and Steven to hangout alone.”

My brothers eye roll annoys me ever so slightly. “Yeah but you’re older now and Steven is a dude.”

“Jeremiah… you and Belly and going to the beach alone.”

His eyes widen for a second. “Oh yeah I guess you’re right…ok you’re off the hook it’s not weird.”

Belly laughed leaning into me. “Ok get out so I can change.”

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I looked at my phone, Steven would be home any minute and I was currently debating on changing too. But I decided to save the outfit for the bonfire tonight. If today went well with Steven we could probably hangout at the bonfire too—and with a few beers in me who knows how the night could go.

I could hear the waves clearly from the kitchen. Belly and Jeremiah were gone now and the house was probably the most quiet it would be all summer.

My stomach did a few flips as I heard the door.

“Anyone home?”

“Just me Steven!”

#belly conklin #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #fanfic #steven conklin #swifties #the summer i turned pretty #original character #steven conklin x reader #taylor swift #steven conklin x original character #the summer i turned pretty show #the summer i turned pretty x reader #cam cameron #belly conklin x cameron

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mariaxxxxx · 2 months

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Chapter 3: He´s Not My Lover , He´s a Stranger.

Summary: On summer holidays you find a mysterious shell among the waves. Then an unlikely friendship arises with a sea creature with wings on its ankles and ears pointed towards the sky.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY/ Minors DNI, Angust, Hurt comfort, Sex, Apologies, Crying, Creampie, Passionate sex, virgin!reader, size difference, smut, soft!dom!, HEA, somnophille, slight degradation, duvious consent, pregnancy, arranged marriage, inexperienced reader, abortion commented, unprotected sex (don't do that wrap this thing), kidnapping, aftercare, curse words.

A/N: English is not my mother tongue. I apologize for any errors.

A/N: Reader is heavily implied to be Mexican but i tried to keep it as free to the imagination as possible

A/N: I hope you haven't abandoned this fanfic. Luckily I had some time off from work and could dedicate myself to my still fics about the water daddy. Comments and reblogs are welcome.

Work count: 1.806

serie materialist.

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“Eat some fruit, honey.” Your grandmother said before you even sat down at the table.

“I’m going to eat Grandma.” You let go automatically as you played with the cereal box.

“Do you have plans for today?”

You denied as you took a generous spoonful of cereal to your mouth.

“Keep me company tonight. I want to crochet a dress for you.” His grandmother said with a mischievous smile. “I'm sure the boy will like it.”

“What boy, Grandma?” You asked choking on the cereal flakes. His grandmother laughed at his reaction.

“I was young once, my dear. I would also sneak out at night to meet your grandfather on the beach.” She let out a passionate sigh. “It was during one of these meetings that we conceived your mother.”

"Disgusting!" You exclaimed with a look of disgust, but you loved your grandmother's lack of filter. “There are no boys. I just like walking on the beach at night.”

“I’m going to pretend I believe in You.” His grandmother narrowed her eyes. “When you’re ready, bring him here. I would like to meet you and I will bake a cake to welcome you. Meanwhile be here at night; I want to give you the dress and train my skills.”

You can't help but smile at your sweet grandmother's antics. You and her were so similar, even though your mother disagreed, the connection between You was strong and beautiful. You loved sitting on her lap to be caressed with her gentle hands and listening to old songs and legends. Her grandmother was a sweet balm in her summer days to wait until the night where she would meet her secret friend.

The day passed quickly; You helped your grandmother with the housework, went into town to buy groceries and when the sun went down you were standing in the living room while your grandmother took your measurements for the crochet dress.

“You’re so skinny.” Her grandmother exclaimed wrapping the ribbon around her waist. “Your lover won’t like seeing you so thin, men like flesh to squeeze.”

“Grandma…” You said whimpering.” ... there is no lover and I'm not that thin so I always gain weight when I'm with you.”

“I’m not doing a good job then.” Her grandmother walked around her body and measured her legs. “I’ll add more to your plate.”

“If you make cakes, I promise to eat them until I explode.” You said with great humor.

“You are just like your grandfather. He also loved my cakes, if I let him he would eat them whole.”

A curiosity arose in his mind about his grandfather. He had died when his mother was young, left his grandmother a small fortune from years of fishing and liked to eat sweets. It was like a shadow in her life; he was always there, but You knew so little about him.

“How did you and Grandpa meet?” You questioned your grandmother.

Your grandmother stopped measuring your body and stood in front of You, with an emotional look.

“At a young age, he and his family moved to the city in search of new opportunities, they had come from a small village on the Yucatán peninsula in Mexico looking for a better lifestyle. I met him while fishing with your father, he reminds me of thinking he was the most beautiful man in the world.” Her grandmother paused and sighed. “It was a beautiful romance, so beautiful. We often escaped to date under the stars. We got married quickly, your mother came soon after to complete our happiness.”

“That’s beautiful grandma.” You said with tears in your eyes.

“He told me the history of his people.” His grandmother continued. “My favorite was the story of the feathered serpent. His grandfather gave him a funny name that was a bit difficult to pronounce. Ku..ku..can... K'uk'ulkan. Yes, that's the name; K’uk’ulkan.”

“K'uk'ulkan” You pronounced, feeling the sweet touch on your tongue.

“Your grandfather said that in his village his neighbors told the story of a man with wings on his feet walking on the beach. They said it was K'uk'ulkan, the serpent of the west.”

A light came into his mind when his grandmother mentioned the man with wings on his ankles.

“Could you tell me more?” You asked hopefully, but your grandmother made a funny sound out of her mouth.

“I’m sorry, my dear. I remember very little about your grandfather’s stories, my mind is no longer the same.” His grandmother took out a box of balls of yarn. “Under my bed are some of your grandfather’s old books and diaries. If the rats haven't ruined everything, it will be a good read for you to learn about your ancestral culture.”

“Thank you, Grandma.” You said calmly, but inside you exuded eagerness to find out more about the feathered serpent.

Your grandmother gave you the box containing your grandfather's old books and you spent the entire morning leafing through the dusty books; some of them were old diaries with the sloppy handwriting of a dreamy boy. His grandfather had written about the difficulties faced by his family before migrating to another country in search of new opportunities, how fishing made them prosper quickly and how his grandmother was the light of his life. You giggled at the passionate words bordering on eroticism used by your grandfather to describe his beloved.

Among the leaves, you found an old photo of your grandparents and your mother as a baby sitting on a picnic on the beach, and you couldn't stop laughing when you saw your mother as a chubby and cute baby with her hands full of sand. You left the lake diary and grabbed a large book with a red cover and gold letters.

The book narrated the history of the Mesoamerican people. In your research you discovered how natives had been driven from their corn farms by Spanish colonizers, how the culture was massacred by the white man, and how years of slavery and imperialism had left a nation so wounded and broken. Chills ran down your spine as you read the atrocities committed.

His fingers flipped through the thick sheets when something caught his attention. A specific symbol similar to the one carved on the shell that Namor took from You many years ago, the symbols were the same. One of the designs carved into the smooth bark was identical to the design on the thick sheet. The green-painted serpent had the same appearance as Quetzalcóatl, a deity with the appearance of a feathered serpent worshiped in Teotihuacan. At that moment, you created a huge obsession with that coincidence and started researching everything you could about divinity.

Quetzalcóatl was the Aztec god of wind, air and learning, and wears around his neck the so-called ''wind breastplate'' made from a shell similar to the one taken from You. Another detail that caught his attention was discovering that the name in the Mayan version for this god was K'uk'ulkan, the feathered serpent who arrived in Yucatán by sea from the west and founded its civilization.

You reflected on the coincidence between the conch and Namor, and how they both seemed to be intertwined with this long-lost culture. You put down the red book and went back to leafing through your grandfather's old diaries trying to find some account about the man with wings on his ankle. To his great misfortune, there was only a tiny report written in just over six lines where his grandfather, at the age of ten, claimed to have seen the figure of a man with wings on his ankle walking calmly on the sand. The rest of the story was faded with stains caused by age and excess dust.

You searched the internet for more information and found a dubious-looking website narrating a local community's legend about a man-shaped entity with pointy ears and wings on its ankles that walks along the beach after sunset. There were photos of some people leaving baskets of fruit on the sand as an offering to this entity and a blurry, poor quality photo of a male figure near the water. Maybe it was sleep or madness, but you can recognize Namor in that photo even with the poor quality. The wings, the jewelry and even the damn shorts were there.

You reflected on Namor's suspicious nature and reluctance to tell you what he was about. He could be like Thor, the Norse God coming from space to fight with his fellow humans, but that seemed unlikely since Namor came from the ocean. The irritation grew even more for knowing so little about a person who had been by his side for so many years. With a long sigh of tiredness you laid your head on top of the books, closing your eyes a little, your tiredness was too much, before you knew it you were sleeping soundly. Dreams visited him that night.

“You were in a place that seemed to be a cave, the place had a bluish light and it was cold, very cold. Your steps were firm, you seemed to recognize the territory, or at least know where you were going.

After a while of walking quickly, she realized that she was doing so not out of experience, but out of fear. She looked back when she heard a slurred laugh. A pair of onyx eyes stared at him with amusement. You quickened your pace, and then started running.

She looked back again, fearing she would be chased. And it was. Namor looked calmly, with a predatory smile on his lips as if he knew what his ending would be, his dark orbs stared intensely at each part of her body. You came face to face with a wall. There was no longer any escape. You closed your eyes and prayed.

You felt his heat, getting closer and closer. You refused to open your eyes, refused to look at him. Pressing yourself against the wall, you waited. Maybe he would torture her and kill her, or, he would be merciful and just kill her. You felt him laugh and had the audacity to open your eyes and look at him.

He wore different clothes; a white loincloth, gold shoulder pads in the shape of a snake and piles of jewels that adorned her arms and ankles. In short steps without looking away from yours he got closer and closer, he extended his hand to you, you closed your eyes and waited. His hand rested on a face wet with tears, his touch was warm.

He brought his lips to your ear, goosebumps ran through your entire body. You felt him take a deep breath like a wild animal smelling its prey before devouring it."

“In ch'úpalo' (my girl)”

#namor x reader #black panther #namor of talokan #talokan #wakanda forever #namor the sub mariner #namor x you #namor x y/n #namor smut #namor

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wonsohl · 1 year

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say my name! 🌊 han yujin

synopsis: yujin x f!reader , white day episode , f!reader and yujin get together

you walk in to school 20 mins before other kids come in, your uncle was the vice principal of the school and would drop you off at school in the morning everyday.

you rush down the corridor and go into your home room.

unpacking your bag eagerly you lay out a chocolate carton and letter on anonymous table.

holding the letter dearly near your heart, you place it on your desk and run away with your bag unzipped, which was your biggest mistake.

you meet up with your friend before going inside school near the cafe.

you check your phone ;

8:17am

giving you and your fiend enough time to grab a takeaway ice coffee.

when you arrive to your homeroom, you notice a big crowd around yujin’s desk.

it felt like finally noticed your presence.

then you noticed your friend, ahyeon staring at you.

she whispers,

“look who is blushing” she says whilst pinching your cheeks.

you realise the heat on your cheeks and run out of class.

but then you bump it yujin and his group.

🤦🏻‍♀️ so cliche for what?..

you quickly look at him and run to the bathroom splashing cold water on your face burning down the heatness of your face.

“y/n!” ahyeon calls out chasing you to the bathroom.

“you made it so obvious!, he probs knows you like him!” she says hitting you on the head.

“sorry sorry, but it’s better he knows and can just reject me so i can move on!” you say patting your brushed head after ahyeon’s hitting.

you got back to class to see everybody has calmed down and went back to their own groups.

luckily no one stares at you or anything, except yujin.

from the corner of your eyes you can see him examining you.

then your teacher comes in, quieting down the class after the hectic crowds over yujin’s table.

during lesson you could feel yujin still staring at you with his big doe eyes.

and to be honest , you felt so happy knowing the guy whom you had admired for over a year has now finally embraced you?

after the bell rang ahyeon was already gone as she had to go to a badminton competition with a few other of your classmates leaving you alone.

you didn’t have any real friends other than ahyeon and everybody in your class already had their own friend groups.

so you took out your phone and went through your socials that’s until you found a shadow right in front you.

now, out of all the possible people who it could’ve been, it was yujin.

“so uhm, it was you?”

crap.

he caught you and you were done for good.

“haha, yes it was.”

then there was an awful silence.

a very PAINFUL silence.

“it’s ok, if you don’t like me back,

i undertand-“

then yujin hands you his name tag

both hands and eye closed whilst looking down.

“please y/n?, just this once”

you smiled taking the name tag off the boys hands who was scared for his dear life.

“yes yujin, i love you to”

now like was a very strong word, but love?

you officially took his young heart forever to keep.

he looked up blushing.

and with that,

you and yujin were always found together, hand by hand everyday every time.

“happily ever after”

- hvnyujiq 🫂

(giving your name tag in s.korea is like a confession, if you see the ‘say my name’ performance, you would see the members giving their name tags to the star creators as a confession! that’s what gave me the idea for this fic! always leave request in the comments :) don’t be afraid!)

#boys planet #boys planet 999 #han yujin icons #han yujin #boysplanet #boys planet han yujin #boys planet fics #boys planet imagines

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aaronofithaca05 · 1 month

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Streams and moons 🌊🌙

Part 2

This fic is about Odysseus´s death and underworld journey

Those words sank in Odysseus' mind as a stone in a tide pool, “ A happy ending? ” he thought as the Argiphonte looked curious as a small kid seems when looking at something new.

“Ohhhh…I see” he said while trying to empathise with him.

“Sorry for the spectacle, old friend, I was trying to lift your face,” he said sincerely.

“this place is so gloomy, so solemn…” he said with his hands and all.

“That I tried to bring a little sunshine to your arrival! “ he said again in his gleeful tone

“You faced so much worse in your last time under this halls, it felt appropriate to welcome you like it should be”

Odysseus cut him and stare dead in his eyes and treated him as the others gods he faced, as he treated him before:

“Hermes, powerful son of the Father of all, the winged messenger of the gods, sly Argiphonte, starter of my line, I implore you to give me an opportunity to say farewell to my family”

The silence was heard in all Hades, the light of the eyes of the quick divinity diminished as he saw the rage below the thin veil of his plea.

“Time”, “ What he wanted was time, time to end her name” the brilliant god thought.

Odysseus' colour was draining by moments, even as old as he was he had courage to implore a psychopomp for a proper goodbye, he was starting to lose definition, as his legs were becoming smoke, as Odysseus started to become a shade.

The quick-witted god's mind was starting to brew a plan as his favourite descendant was wasting by every blink.

“The ceiling” he said while pointing to a closing hole

“We´re still under Ithaca” he whispered while looking suspicious of every rock and drop of water falling from the ceiling.

But was enough for Odysseus to jump into action, his muscles started to formed again, the light of the Cunning was there, his colours were starting to show again, as the sun rises from the bravest of storms. He was old but he defended his home until this fateful day, he still had blood in his veins.

Though Hermes looked at him, “There´s only a chance and brief” before adding “I maybe a psychopomp but you must know this is not your return to the living, your body is already being cremated”.

It didn´t matter to him, it didn't matter at all.

His wish was a proper goodbye, no more.

Odysseus knew it was his time, his old age was starting to make him dizzy, a hundred pains under his skin, his hands were always tired, from the bow practice´s of his grandchildren, from the baking with Penelope as he held the hot trays, from the trees he climbed with his dear Telemachus to hunt for fun. His knees were far to strained by his adventures, to tired he was to stay past the dusk, the only thing he was not tired of was seeing every dawn his wife, his partner, her joy:

“Penelope” he said while looking to the closing hole as he saw his pyre, as he saw his funerary games being held.

<-Part 1 Part 3->

#streams and moons #fic #part 2 #odysseus #the odyssey #greek mythology #homer #hermes

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growwithmeastrology · 7 months

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Monday, November 20th 2023

Sun in Scorpio ♏️🌊 Moon in Aquarius ♒️💨 and Pisces ♓️🌊

You may find yourself in the need to reach out to someone to talk things out with today.

The most forward transit for the day is the Sun in Scorpio will sextile Pluto in Capricorn. This energy is illuminating the deeper processes we’re going through. What is it that you need to talk out or express?

The Moon shifts into Pisces mid to late morning. Reach out to your bestie or most trusted confidant when this moon is present. Emotions are best resolved when talked out. Pisces energy is also dreamy or ethereal. Some may just prefer to keep their heads in the clouds. Talk to yourself if need be. Just be sure to give consideration to those deeper feels.

Mercury in Sagittarius will also trine Chiron in Aries further promoting healing and insightful conversations. I still think talking it out is the best medicine for whatever it is you’re needing to work out.

As I was writing this a good friend messaged me stating he was like a feather rolling down a stream today. Pretty perfect given the shift from air to water in the moon’s energies. If the feather lands on the doorstep of someone you trust, let out what you need to let out. They may be your source of inspiration. 💚💫

If you enjoy my daily forecasts please like, comment, share and consider a gratitude tip in support. 🅿️ PayPal, Venmo or CashApp - @NaliniFlor

Learn more about your personal energies and how the daily forecast affects you! Comment below⬇️ or DM me for a consultation.

📸: My dear friend David Narvaez who talked me through my writers block this morning 💫

#astrology #growwithme #zodiac #empowerment #horoscope #daily horoscope #daily energies #scorpio sun #aquarius moon #pisces moon

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kedsandtubesocks · 4 months

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hi erika!! these asks are fun, right? how about:

💧water 🪨 rock 💨 air

KATE!! Yes omg and you swinging by to ask me some I’m giggling and so giddy PLS 🥹💕

elemental writer’s asks

🌊Water: How did you start writing?

I’m gonna expose my ass but I’ve been writing fanfic since ye old fanfic dot net days lol 🧙‍♂️

But for our Pedro fandom i started writing after talking to one of my best friends who was big in the fandom at the time and they really gave me the confidence to post!!

And at the time I had just discovered the cowboy western Din AU world and I knew I just wanted to embrace that and interact with everyone and now here we are ♥️

🪨 Rock: How do you deal with writer’s block?

I rewatch a lot of the media for whatever I’m writing for!! I think of the reply you gave and i felt so nerdy because I was like “yes yes that’s me too!!” LOL

I didn’t realize how much it helps to just rewatch certain scenes or even take the space to step away from writing to immerse back in a character or world (like for Din I love to just watch clips of the mandalorain just to get back to his voice)

But if that doesn’t work… I resort to my least favorite trick we did in one of my poetry classes - and that’s flat out sitting down and write for the minutes straight like kind of a word dump thing lol

But that option always makes me grumpy just like back when I was in class so I don’t like doing it LOL

☁️ Air: What’s the easiest part of writing for you?

So this is gonna sound weird but like…coming up with plot ideas?? Like I really am grateful I can sit down and really crank out some wild ideas now actually writing to write them?? LMAO 🤡

AHHH these were so lovely thank you so much for sending these in I appreciate you dear Kate, take care!! 🥹💖✨

#I love that we’re rewatch media babes AHHHH!! thank you again!#Kate’s tag 🪁✨#Kate you get a kite because you give me such sweet airy spring vibes like going out to fly a kite during a warm day!#asks and such things 💌

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Can I have poly Iscan x Palina x Adult MC who’s a water type specialist? Brought their Feraligtr with them when they fell.

Feraligatr my beloved!!

(They are already a couple in canon, so let’s go.)

🌊Iscan&Palina❄️

- When first meeting you, Iscan was a little intimidated by the large big jaw pokemon. But he quickly learns Feraligatr is a big baby.

- Then Palina meet the large croc, and can’t help but find them adorable, especially when wanting pets.

- But they both are in awe when you start gushing about water types. You easily tell and teach them all the behaviors of the resident water types, you and Iscan easily fall into conversations about it.

- He loves hearing you talk about the different behaviors, diets, and chain of water types.

- Palina likes to join in, and ask questions Iscan would be too nervous to ask.

- They love learning more and more about the creatures they live beside.

- Your Feraligatr is a huge bonus to them!

- Being so big, but so sweet.

- At first giving the two heart attacks, as they large Pokémon tried to sit in their laps, not realizing how big they were.

- But now they happily welcome it.

- Palina likes Feraligatr to rest their head on her lap.

- While Iscan accepts this is his life now, as he doesn’t want to be mean.

- They love how excited you get.

- And they are so impressed, but terrified at how you clam wild water types.

- You seem to have no problem with it! Even lord Basculegion loves you!

- Lord Arcanine was quick to adore you as well! Any dear of his warden is a friend to him!

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon fluff #pokemon iscan x reader #pokemon palina x reader #pokemon iscan #pokemon palina #pokemon headcanons

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glazedwriter-mystery0014 · 11 months

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🌊Ruby Gillman, The Teenage Kraken 🌊

Shelly-Ann D. {Darleene} Ezmeralda Armourel-Meranda Barracudon

"My mother's soul showed me and enlightened me that's mermaids are the guardians, the protectors and the guides of the titanic ocean as they're becoming intellectual women and good creatures without a black heart in them in one of my dreams. Those who're associated with floods, storms, shipwrecks, and drownings in their age-old histories, and includes one of my long-lived ancestors... Crown Empress Oshearne Mermanda.... the daughter and the youth of Atargatis, their gifted and great goddess."

"Shelly-Ann otherwise known as "Shelly"/"Ann"/or "Esmeralda"/or "Esme", her middle name, is a 16 y/o college girl & adolescent of "Coral Seacoast University", and a old friend & best friend from childhood of Ruby Gillman."

"A confident teenager who is determined to discover of her family's aforementioned secrets which she's happen to be a not only mermaid but a crowned head of the mermaids' decent tribe."

"Adopted by "Gal Barracudon", the devoted and good father who is full-blooded kraken along with his decent family members those who're dwelled in "The Ocean City Shore" and includes "Shar Barracudon" alternatively known as Shelly-Ann's likely adopted-grandfather."

"See her adopted kraken father as uncle figure and second father to her as she's calls him "Treasure Papa"/"Anchor"."

"She's Demigirl/Bisexual, and pronouns She/Her & They/Them/Their."

"They're and her gigantic family dwelled at The Ocean City Shore & "The Enchanted Coastline" next to her biological father's lighthouse, golden pond and harbor from his childhood, "New Wave Harbor" and "High Tide Harbor Light"."

"Shelly is a smoothie and real charmer with alike personalities of Princess Ariel & Esmeralda. She's a bright and kindhearted teenager with strong passions for adventure and exploration. Curious, spunky & adventurous spirit, and strong-willed, independent, headstrong, and plucky young girl with a good heart of gold like Ariel but also, they shown to be verbally powerful, streetwise, cunning, positive, moral, and intelligent like Esmeralda and Shelly's is also have ultimately a kind, loving selfless soul underneath with benevolent and caring personality as well."

"Quarter of Greece/Celtic from both of the side of her ancestry from both of their big folks but however, from her mother's side of her enormous family and her ancestors were French, Hawaiian, Mauritian-Creole & Haitian-Creole, and as for her father's, his side of his overgrown family and his ancestry were Australian, Caribbean, and Spanish & Portuguese."

"Her auburn ombre hair have pastel light blue and pastel teal highlights/ombre."

"Also have same personalities and characters of Anne Boonchuy & Rikki Chadwick."

"She's treated Ruby Gillman like a great sister to her as both of them were very dear best friends since childhood before she's move away to another town."

"A crown princess and young blue-blooded heiress of her noble grandparents' immeasurable empire of the enormous depths and titanic ocean, "Domian of The Ethereal Waves", the important colony and the considerable & greater community of full of the merfolks, water spirits and mermaids who've depart from their previous clan for moral reasons and lead by adventurers, pirates & all-powerful and full witches of the great sea, "The Moon Siren Wives", "The Merpeople Buccaneers", "The Daughters of the Sea", "The Raiders of the Promised Treasure", "The Moon Temple Sisters", "The Rovers of the Hidden Monster", "The Corsairs of the Cursed Doubloon", "The South Sea Sailors" & "The Rovers of the North Sea", "The Buccaneers of the Lost Kraken", "The Pirates of the Seven Shores" and "The Magic Water Warriors"."

"Got a part-time employment at "Underwater Park" & "Splashventures!"."

"Wears her deceased mother's blessed and good charms, "The Mermaid's Ocean Memorial", and "The Serene Tear Necklace". The Serene Tear Necklace glowing in the dark of the deeps when she's in the bottom of the sea."

"She's the captain of the group of seaside female furies, "The Siren's Song"."

"She's have gifted and imperial powers, and important forces from her mother's pure ancestors and her grandparents' as it's have same ability from Percy Jackson, H2O: Just Add Water, Mako: Island of Secrets and H2O: Mermaid Adventures."

"One of her great aunts, "Aunt Margo Meranda" & "Aunt Amber Meranda" owns a jewelry dealer's store, "The Treasure Trove". Shelly always collects goods, and outdated charms & fine and antiquated jewelries for her twin aunts when she's in bottom of the sea or treasure hunting in one of the beaches and includes low-priced ones before she's gone meet them and get to know them."

"When she's in the bottom of the sea, mermaid form and hairstyle of hers is inspired by Bloom's Mermaidix Form but however her crop-top and her appearing looks fused together and few of the accessories of hers were changed and also fused with these."

"Her adopted decent family's cares about and loves her dearly as her adopted mother, "Rilletta Barracudon", was strongly supported to her family and her adopted daughter as she was great support and glad about her husband adopting Shelly-Ann since she was a little girl."

"The roller-skating rink queen & the ringleader of "The Sadistic Seaside Sirens"."

Ruby Gillman belongs to Dreamworks Ruby Gillman the Teenage Kraken

Shelly-Ann Armourel-Meranda Barracudon belongs to @gloomycherub-mysterious/@sullenwriter-log/@glazedwriter-mystery0014

#ruby gillman teenage kraken #ruby gillman #my oc babies #my ocs #my oc #my oc stuff #my ocs are my children #my stuffs #my stuff #mermaid oc

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yuseonghqs · 2 months

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🌊 GREETINGS FROM YUSEONG BAY !

JUST LANDED: PALACIO, SELENA. / / FROM: USA. / / AGE: 23.

–––– ( FOLLOW ? ) / / ( READ MORE ? ) / / ( MAILBOX ? )

11/19/23, coupang order totaling ₩72,507.

skinfood apple mango volume essence mist, 100ml ₩18,782

skinfood avocado leave-in fluid, 160ml ₩23,363

etude house dear darling water tint in shade #4, red grapefruit ₩8,783

yuhanrox disinfectant wipes, citrus-scented ₩13,404

the pink stuff all-purpose cleaner ₩8,175

11/24/23, coupang order totaling ₩71,725.

bramley gardener's greenhouse set ₩71,725 — note from buyer: please ship in gift packaging, include note: to the woman with the greenest of thumbs, with love.

2/26/24, a reminder set for 10:00am.

apartment viewing tomorrow, 11:30am.

2/27/24, an email from kang saera (pharmacy manager) to selena.

selena, i hope this email finds you well. it's come to my attention that you've been waiving co-pay fees for some of our customers. i want to remind you that this is not an acceptable action. should this behavior continue, i will have to end your employment with us. i don't want to do this, so please just follow our company policies. aside from this, it's a joy having you around. thanks,kang saera.

2/27/24, a text from selena to her best friend.

noooo wayyyyy my manager just EMAILED ME......... you know it's bad when the communication's in an email instead of a text........ i got caught waiving fees lololol i'm shaking in my boots rn. what should i say? [image attached—screenshot of the email]

2/28/24, an email from selena to kang saera.

saera, sorry i didn't respond to your email quicker. i had a busy evening. i'm actually in the process of packing to move, so my head's been all over the place. i don't recall waiving any fees. if i did, it must've been an accident. sometimes the software can be fickle, too, and i'm still getting used to it. i'm extremely sorry for any inconvenience i've caused. i'm enjoying my employment with the pharmacy and i don't wish to mess it up for myself. can we forget this happened? hehe.. withtheutmostapologyandsincerityandlove,selena

3/4/24, a text from selena to her mother.

mom, our application was accepted!!! we'll be moving in over the weekend, hehe. honestlyyyy... i'm nervous to be apart from you guys :( i'll miss u so much ㅠㅠ

4/24, selena's calendar for the month of april.

4/1: rent's due.

4/5: mom's bdayyyyyy!!!

4/6: additional shift at the clinic, 8am to 2pm.

4/13: mom and dad are visiting.

4/17: bring basil starter to miss lim; gift from mom.

4/20: blaze it.

4/24: movie night with the roomie, movie: cadaver.

4/27: girls' night w/ eva and jinnie.

4/29: organic chemistry report due, yayyy...

#yshqs:arrival #andrea chaparro

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ancientpathwayswitchcraft · 10 months

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Join me on a journey to explore the graceful dance of energy through Feng Shui and crystals. Together, we'll unlock the secrets of harmonizing your living space, creating a sanctuary filled with love, light, and positive vibes.

#BaguaMap #CleansingCrystals #Crystals #EnergyFlow #FengShui #HomeHarmony #InteriorDesign #LivingSpaces #SpiritualJourney

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tunaverso · 1 year

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Hatchi Haru Chapter #2

Hatchi tangled her fingers together and pulled her hands up, stretching her back. She looked around, finally drifting her attention away from the laptop. Shiver and Buttercup, the other barista, were already packed up and ready to leave, only waiting for her. The Seashore Café was already closed and cleaned up, and Hatchi was still there, as usual.

- Want a ride home, sharkie? - Shiver asked, and Buttercup spun the keychain on their fingers.

- I wouldn’t mind, actually - Hatchi answered, putting the laptop back in her bag. - I have to save energy for swimming class tomorrow.

- How’s it going? You better work hard to impress the pretty teacher, huh - Shiver winked, making the shark’s face turn red.

- Aahm, uhh…. - Hatchi looked away - Doing fine I guess! I still can’t even think of leaving the float behind, but I’m making progress on tail swing. Margô said I’m doing well!

- Not so bad, huh? - Shiver said, passing by the door followed by Hatchi. Buttercup held it for them and then locked it, letting out a sigh.

- Busy day, Buttercup? - Hatchi changed subjects. The slender cat blinked, nodding a yes. Hatchi never heard their voice before, even after visiting the Café for so long. Shiver told her they were never pretty much of a speaker, but their voice got even rarer after Buttercup became a teenager.

The three of them got in the car. Hatchi’s house wasn’t too far from there, and soon enough she’d hit home, take a shower and head to play games… Oops, she shouldn’t, her class would start early in the morning. She needed to sleep well if she wanted to get Margô’s attention… in a good way. She always had her attention, but usually because she was either drowning or panicking. It was tough being afraid of water when she was a shark, especially considering the family she came from… Having a sibling who was a professional swimmer and all. Hatchi soon shook this thought out of her mind, focusing on answering her friends’ texts.

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😎🔥💎 Gaymerzz 💎🔥😎

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: yo hatchi, ur around? wanna play smt today? me and pony gurl made some progress on exploring the cave :]

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: I MEAN, not that we have been playing all day! i swear im working on the game art, just needed to take a break…….

Anime 🦄💞: Speak for yourself, Tsuki. I made good progress on Detective Softpaws’ background story before joining the server. Think I’ve seen you online for quite a while though…

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: mind ur own business, nerd 🙄🙄

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: im kidding girl be sure i love you xoxo

Hatchi rolled her eyes, in a playful manner.

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: sorry guysss i was caught up coding again! my friends at the café said i didn’t stop tipping for three hours…

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: i have swimming class tomorrow morning ugh….

Anime 🦄💞: At least you’re seeing your fishy crush ;)

Anime 🦄💞: Hehe

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: ANIME O///////O

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: cmon hatchi stop being a sissy and play with us for a while!

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: ok, ok, imma join the server for just half an hour…

Anime 🦄💞: Are you sure, dear? Won’t you be too tired tomorrow?

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: nah, trust mama B)

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: be joining you in 40 mins xoxo

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: waiting for u!

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The car stopped just as the shark put her phone back in the bag. Another day went by, and now it was time to chill.

🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊

little update before heading to bed! weekends go by so fast, i wish i wrote more in the last days </3 anyways there's a whole week ahead and i'll have plenty of time :] hope you like it!

#hatchi haru

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sirenadel-oceano · 3 years

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Hi goddess, how are you? hope you’re so fine, follow you on the other account and at that moment I was thinking bout how i need some guidance and saw that you do tarot readings, I was surprised and happy. I am in a confused moment and really needing a message from spirituality, I would be immensely grateful if it were possible for you pull a card for me, please! My initials are YCSML. I hope you are well and thank you in advance, this is a beautiful job 🫀🥺🥰

so… I'm a pisces sun/venus/mercury+ cancer moon +scorpio rising, basically, an ocean trying to dive into itself! 💫

Hi angel, I’m good thank you, hope you are too🤍 Okay so the message I’m getting for you is that you may be working towards becoming more stable within yourself, this may be financially, or just becoming more grounded in your life overall so that you are better prepped to deal with the rollercoaster that is life! I see that you are so close to getting there, but theres a part of you that is still worried. You’re worried that all the hard work, time and effort you have put into something you are passionate about is going to be taken away from you. It’s an energy of constantly looking over your shoulder and never being at peace, which is a horrible way to feel so I’m sorry if you are feeling that way :( But I do see a way forward for you. There is a solution to this problem that you have encountered, but I don’t think you will find it where you are looking for it. Sometimes when we focus on something too much, it’s hard to pick up on other opportunities and ideas that may be presented to us because we have tunnel vision. We’re so focused on that one thing that we miss everything else. So, I think you need to sit with yourself, all your feelings and your emotions, and I think the answer that you are looking for will come from within. Give yourself time, allow yourself to just be rather than thinking too much and I think you will be surprised at what you realise/learn! And oh my, you really are an ocean trying to dive into itself!! So maybe, let yourself do just that. Take time to go inward because the answers are within you my dear.🐚 Do not put any pressure on yourself, but instead allow yourself to feel it all and I think the clarity you want will come to you. 🕯 I hope this helps, sending you lots of love and light🤍✨

#pls rb if it resonated 😘#and feedback is always appreciated!#hope you have a good day #my dear water friend🌊

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emperor-palpaminty · 3 years

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Hooo I'm in a mood for some suffering so may I request Anger #4 with Echo or Crosshair maybe?

Also I hope you're having a good day/ night, don't forget to drink some water! 🌊

I need to do more crosshair, as always my loves 💕 but SAD this time

#4: "I don't want to talk to you" from this list! Send in yours today!

You stood at the window of Kamino, staring out at the crashing waves, exhaling softly. War was never easy- even behind the lines, it was never easy. War changed people, these men that were your own, your friends, they had changed so much- they were sadder, more sluggish. Heavier, you decided, was the correct word.

Crosshair killed- all of the men in this facility killed. You knew that. Even your own hands had blood on them, but it was the blood of men on the table- not right, not wrong, but it was how things were. People died under your hands.

You were a doctor. That was how it was.

You wrapped your arms closer around you. It was cold, you realized in a dawning thought. Despite the storms above and seas below, you had never felt so cold here before. Maybe because it used to be so much warmer here. Life on Kamino was never perfect, but being surrounded by the troopers had always been a joy to you.

You heard football slow as they approached you from behind. They paused, and then the armored boots continued. You heard Crosshair's frown in his voice, and you shuddered.

"You're up late."

"Can't sleep," Was all you said.

Your eyes darted into the reflection of the dark glass, where his dark eyes pinned you into place. He has healed up quite nicely, aside from the scrapes on the back of his head. He looked older, more tired, like every trooper here. But it hurt the most.

He walked around to stand beside you, toothpick dangling out of his mouth. After a moment, he asked, "You're quiet, doll."

"Did you kill those refugees?"

"They were rebels, dear." He said, an edge in his voice. "Looking to fight."

"Harper told me everything." You hissed, shouldering asay his touch. The woman felt a bond with you- there were so few women here and especially when you helped patch up so many wounds, you kind of became "their" doctor. So people talked. A lot. Harper had spilled what had happened on her first mission.

Crosshair killed one of their own men and then the "rebels", among which a majority of them were refugees. And Crosshair knew.

He'd never been an empathetic kind of guy, but... He had never- Cross would never-

His hand pressed to your back. "Darling, listen, I understand you're an empath, it's in you. That's why you're a good doctor." You felt his arm wind around you and he tugged you against him, turning his face into your cheek. You leaned into him for a moment, closing your eyes as he said in the soft hiss he had, "But good soldiers-"

You broke away. You snatched yourself away, abruptly. His eyes widened in shock, the below stirring with hurt. Giving him a once over, your stomach boiled.

"Don't you dare talk to me," You snarled, tucking your arms to yourself again.

He blinked, the pain abruptly breaking out over his face. You turned and walked away, ignoring the eyes pressing your back, shuddering, but saving your tears for your own room.

You exhaled quietly and shut the door, to lock it, before turning and glancing at your dark room. The promotion to head of the medical health facility came with perks- better wages, a better room, and you got to keep your job as the not-so-quiet transition of Empire was rattles into effect.

You smacked the chair at your desk and watched it fall, hand stinging satisfactorily as the chair crashes on the floor. You were right after it, slumping against the wall and sliding down, pressing a hand on your mouth to stifle your sobs.

Nothing was the same, but you needed it to be. You wanted it to be.

You wanted Cross back.

#crosshair #bad batch crosshair x reader #crosshair x reader #bad batch reader insert #clone force 99 reader insert #crosshair x you #minty writes

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