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perpetualexistence · 2 months

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Sea Monster AU: Poor Unfortunate Soul (2/2)

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(Why this cover in particular? Mainly because the thumbnail is cool. Also, annapatsu's covers always slap without fail.)

So! It's been a while! Partially because this chapter ended up longer than anticipated. Partially because I got distracted with other AUs because the ADHD mind takes me where it wants to take me. I think it's just going to be safer to not have a set schedule for when these come out because that's apparently just not how my brain wants to work. But I could never forget about this AU! Bit by bit, it will get done, as you can see here!

But here we are! Welcome back to Noah making drastic life choices because Alejandro is a toxic manipulative bastard. Drastic enough to warrant more content warnings.

Content warnings: Murder, cannibalism, toxic relationship, body horror

Once more, the asterisks return for the most gruesome bits. I've got a safer summary of what happens in the asterisks at the bottom.

If you ever think I need more content warnings, please do let me know and I'll add them immediately.

Without further ado, time to dive into Noah's further exploration into magic!

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With gills, Noah can now begin with proper magic. There's the spell that would make Alejandro smaller that he still needs to find in his book. There's also the problem of needing a back up plan. If he fails to shrink Alejandro, then Alejandro will kill him. He won't be able to talk his way out of it. He'll need the ability to fight back.

The book can sense his desire to defend himself. It flips to a page that promises a ritual that will grant his body the ability to do just that. It will even make magic easier to perform. Perfect. His only problem is the lack of details on the outcome. Try as he might, the book always flips back to how to cast the spell, and away from what happens after. Considering what happened the last time he tried to force something out of the book, he decides settling for this spell will be easier. The book throws him a bone with mention that this won't be as permanent as the gills, so that's something.

Noah's reading through the list of things he needs for the ritual. Rune knife, check. A bunch of salt, weird, but whatever. Flesh. At least a whole body's worth. The closer the attachment, the better the results. And to finish it off?

Consume the heart.

Noah's frantically looking at the alternative for flesh. He'd essentially need to alchemically recreate a human being. How many more ships would he have to sacrifice to make that happen? Countless, probably. People are already noticing the disappearances. There's no way he'd get all of this before he and Alejandro get caught. If Alejandro gets caught, people are going to go after him. Innocent people, sailing to their deaths because they have no idea about how Noah's been fighting to keep them off the menu.

So flesh it is. Time to kill a person. It's not like this is anything new. He already killed Chris. Even if that one was in complete self defense. And this one would very much be calculated. It'd be easier if he could just sneak away a corpse from one of Alejandro's feeding frenzies. But Alejandro's his ride there and back. There's no hiding a corpse from him.

So he's going to have to kill this one all on his own. In cold-blood. With his twig arms. At least he semi-knows how to defend himself.

Before he got Chef killed, Chef had insisted on teaching him self defense. Said his scrawny ass would have to worry about people just as much as monsters. Forced him to carry stuff with him. Noah did start noticing a difference, however small. Chef was gruff about it, but he did acknowledge it. All in all, Chef was pretty decent. He wasn't completely unreasonable. Not like Chris. Maybe-

No. Noah can't afford to go down that line of thinking. Chef loved Chris. He'd do anything for that man. Maybe Chef did know the true plan, and was still helping Chris. Even if he didn't, he never would have rested if he was allowed to live. Noah couldn't risk revenge killing. Chef had his uses, and now it'll make this job a bit easier.

He needs to kill someone on land. It has to be someone who deserves it. The closer, the better. Thanks to recent events, there's one person who comes to mind. The loan shark who has been hassling his family for years. He's back in town now, and Noah doubts anyone will miss him. He could use his hacking abilities to try to narrow down his exact location. Still, can't walk into a lion's den. He'll be really lucky to take the loan shark down. More than that? Absolutely not. Noah needs to isolate the loan shark, and have him come to Noah. That's going to require tact Noah doesn't have.

But he knows the perfect teacher.

Alejandro is incredibly pleased when Noah tells him that he wants to learn more about hunting. It seems that any concern about what he had been doing with Chef and Chris get quashed when Noah leans into murder. He has to lie about how it felt to kill Chris. Not as much as he thought he would. Chris had it coming. Noah just has to pretend the anger comes less from how he would have sacrificed the town and more from how he would have brainwashed Alejandro.

It's not like he's really lying about it per se. He would have felt bad to completely steal someone's autonomy away. Even if it had been Alejandro. Still, that doesn't dispel the worm of guilt as he swears he recognizes appreciation and fondness in Alejandro's eyes.

There's a part of him that wants to reciprocate. There is. It's the part of him that remembers that Alejandro is the first person he ever got close to and vulnerable with. That recognizes that their relationship has to be more than that of convenience. Why else would Alejandro insist on learning everything about Noah and hanging out even when not hunting? He gushes over romance novels and is jealous of Noah's dog, for fuck's sake. Neither of those things would obviously make him more endearing to Noah if that was Alejandro's goal. It's why they are so endearing.

Yet here Alejandro is. Gushing over his newfound appreciation for the craft of killing. How the yacht incident is forgiven. Forgiven? Like Noah was the one in the wrong for saying no to Alejandro one time? For having a nice night out with people that weren't Alejandro? My god, it wasn't even about the no, was it? It was that Noah could have a positive interaction with anyone except Alejandro. Enough to prioritize himself over pleasing Alejandro. The eel is possessive, and he got jealous, and innocent people had to die for that.

Noah is an object to Alejandro. A pet, if he's feeling generous. He's made that very clear. Alejandro will accept nothing less. So Noah can't give him that choice. He'll shrink Alejandro, and make him the pet instead.

It's the only way he anyone feel be safe.

So he plays up the monstrous version of himself that Alejandro wants. It's easier than it should be. Good. That makes it more believable. He uses the fact that his relationship with the loan shark is personal to excuse wanting to do the kill and take care of the body himself. He never outright says it, but he implies Alejandro as an inspiration for his change in tune.

He takes solace in the fact that all of this is still a lie. It has to be.

He gets in touch with the loan shark through nicking his mother's phone. Not one of his prouder moments, but that ship has sailed, sunk, and rotted away long ago. With the added guile he's learned from Alejandro, he's able to trick the loan shark into coming to a place near Chris's beach house. He's going to pay off the rest of the debt in person to make sure they don't have to do this ever again.

Noah is going to bring a suitcase full of cash that he's saved up from selling off his stolen goods. He needs a reason for the man to get close enough so Noah can stab him with his ritual knife.

Noah would love it if he could just put a bullet in the man's brain without having to get close to him. There are multiple problems with this. One, Noah would need a gun. Two, knowing how finnicky magic is, Noah would have to make a gun. Three, Noah would have to learn how to use the gun. Four, Noah might be searched for weapons. It's a lot of time and effort that Noah's not willing to spend.

The nice thing about magic ritual knives is that, once attuned, they can be summoned at will. So no worry about being caught with a weapon. So, time for the actual stabbing. It's not too hard to find the motivation. He remembers the time he called his oldest sister 'mom'. He was only about four or five at the time. He only knew his mother existed in theory. She just used home as a place to sleep in between jobs. The eldest siblings had been forced to pick up the slack of parenting by necessity. He didn't understand why his sister had sobbed and run to their mother. He could hear the words they shared. But he wouldn't process a child mourning the loss of their childhood until years later.

He knew their father was the one truly to blame for leaving them all to this situation. Noah would twist the knife into his father's back if he could. He'll settle for doing the same to the leech that took advantage of their situation and was still attempting to suck them dry.

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He's more present for this murder than he was for Chris's. It feels like he's watching someone else in his body, but he's aware enough that he is controlling his own body and remembers this. He wants to remember this one.

Once the loan shark gets close enough, it's a knee to the groin. Noah's fighting to win. A summoned knife to slash him across the neck. Noah misses. The shark didn't fall as fast as he thought he would. The shark uses two hands to grabs him by the wrist and attempts to pull the knife away. Not good, Noah can already feel himself losing that battle.

With a flick of his wrist, the knife glows. It switches from his right hand to his left. He goes for a stab into the side. With luck, he can puncture a lung. He's not used to using his off hand. He doesn't hit a lung, but he does get him in the side. He pulls the knife out quick. Blood pours out from the wound Noah just made. The shark is bleeding now. Not enough for Noah's liking. Noah notices his knife glow, and sees that the blood is being sucked into the runes. That's concerning. But Noah doesn't have time to process that.

Not when the shark takes advantage of his self-made distraction to tackle Noah. Noah goes down quick. He drops the knife in the tackle. The shark is strangling him while he still has the strength to do so. Made even worse by the fact that the shark's fingers are digging into Noah's gills, too. He's gagging, and choking, and he needs to end this now.

He tries to wrestle the shark's hands away from his throat. It does nothing. His strength was never going to be a match for the shark's. He can feel the shark's nails dig into his gills. Now he's choking both on air and his own blood. Spots are dancing in his vision. They're broken by a soft glow. The knife. The knife!

Noah stops trying to stop the choking. Instead, he summons his knife to his hand once more. This wasn't how Noah wanted the bastard to get close, but it'll do. He's right on top of him. The shark is so focused on Noah's throat that he left Noah's arms free. He uses both his hands to make the knife pierces the shark right through his neck. The shark slumps over Noah. Shock? Death? Noah's not sure. He isn't taking chances.

He wriggles out from underneath and stabs him in the throat again. He swore he saw a twitch. Again. The breath of life attempting to work its way through the hole in his throat. Again. Glassy eyes reflect a face Noah can't recognize as his own. Again. Noah's throat feels raw. Was it the choking or is it his screaming? Again. Laughing, or crying? Again. It doesn't matter. Again. It must be done. Again.

His arms tire. The deed is done.

Clean up feels like it takes forever. Still, for all this work he's put into this, he can't afford to be sloppy now. He drags the corpse back. It was a risk hunting his prey so close to his beach house. But the farther he has to take it, the more he'd risk being spotted. So close it is.

Some tension leaves his shoulders once he's inside. But it's not over yet. He drags the corpse all the way to his cove. He dumps the sack of flesh into the water. He dives in after it.

The cool water soothes his aching gills. Right, he'd forgotten about that. He takes a moment to run his hands gently across his gills. At least his scarf will hide the bruises. He cleans the blood off. He hopes that'll be enough because that's the extent to his knowledge on how magic gills work.

Now for the ritual proper. The water is salted, the circle set, incantations spoken. Now, for the body. It's in the center of the circle, but that's not enough. He has to commit one more vile act to see this through.

No time for holding back. He's doing this so no one else has to. At least the earlier cut makes it easier to cut through and reach the heart. He cuts it out and holds it in his trembling hand. There's no going back after this. Then again, there never was.

He closes his eyes and bites into the heart. It feels softer than he expected. Leftover blood bursts onto his tongue. The iron taste makes him gag. He rips away the bite. He chews. He goes for another. His teeth are sore. This one feels easier. His teeth are sharper. The iron loses its sour tang and becomes sweeter. He'd be lying if he said he was never curious about why Alejandro always insisted on eating Noah's kind. He thinks he gets it now.

Oh god. He thinks he gets it now.

He consumes it as quickly as he can manage, before the rest of his thoughts catch up with him. Everything glows, and his body is racked with pain. He passes out in shock.

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When he comes to, the circle is empty. His body feels heavier. He kicks his feet to try to get back to the surface to gather himself...but he can't. He looks down to see eight tentacles, amber with rings of blue and black, where his legs should be.

On instinct he tries to swim away, but he's not used to wielding eight lower limbs rather than two. Most of them smack at each other in an attempt to replicate legs to swim. Noah's fucked up. He's fucked up so bad. 'Won't be permanent' was a lie that he fell for and now he's given up the humanity he was struggling so hard to keep and why can't he just have his own fucking legs back-

And suddenly he's looking at his legs again. He blinks as he processes the new yet familiar sight. Okay? Okay. This is, maybe that was some kind of stress and magic induced hallucination? They had looked so real though-

And the tentacles are back. Of course he wouldn't be so lucky. At least the 'won't be permanent' thing wasn't a complete lie. He just has to learn how to control the changes. And control the tentacles. Just like the gills. And just settle into his new life as a half-octopus. Cecaelia? Merfolk.

Like Alejandro.

Oh. A body to defend himself.

Well.

He can work with this.

[Noah fights against the loan shark. He wins, and drags what remains back to the beach house he 'inherited' from Chris. He performs the ritual successfully and passes out due to shock.]

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filtercoffeeonsteroids · 2 years

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2022 TBR 🧿 (continuing in 2023)

On Earth, we are briefly gorgeous - Ocean Vuong

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid (🦄)

Twisted lies - Ana Huang (🦄)

Gender Queer: a memoir - Maia Kobabe (🦄)

Lanka's princess - Kavita Kané (🫀)

Forty rules of love - Elif Shafak

All my rage - Sabaa Tahir (🫀)

Redacted : poems - Trista Mateer (🦄)

She gets the girl - Rachael Lippincott, Alyson Derrick

Pride & prejudice - Jane Austen (🌷)

How much land does a man need? - Leo Tolstoy (🦄)

Terribly tiny tales, Vol. 1 (🦄)

God of Small Things - Arundhati Roy

The Secret History - Donna Tartt (🫀)

The Forest of Enchantments - Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni (🫀)

Love story - Erich Segal (🦄)

Raavan : Enemy of Aryavarta - Amish Tripathi

The love hypothesis - Ali Hazelwood (🦄)

No Regrets - Kaveree Bamzai

Great Goddesses - Nikita Gill

Beautiful World, Where are you - Sally Rooney

Crying in H mart - Michelle Zauner (🫀)

Poetry is undead - Trista Mateer

Artemis Made me do it - Trista Mateer (🫀)

Poems I sleep next to - Shelby Eileen (🦄)

Beach Read - Emily Henry

Menaka's choice - Kavita kané

Loveboat Reunion - Abigail Hing Wen (🫀)

One last stop - Casey McQusiton

The Knockout - Sajni Patel (🫀)

A Promised Land - Khadija Mastur

Daughter of the Moon Goddess - Sue Lynn Tan

Cheer up: Love and pompoms - Crystal Frasier ( 🦄)

Tahira in bloom - Farah Heron

A Good Girl's guide to murder - Holly Jackson (🦄)

The invisible life of Addie LaRue - V. E. Schwab ( 🫀)

Rivals (American Royals #3) - Katherine McGee (🦄)

It ends with us - Colleen Hoover (🦄)

Persuasion - Jane Austen

Normal People - Sally Rooney (🦄)

Graceful Burdens - Roxane Gay (🦄)

I want to die but i want to eat tteokbokki - Baek Sehee (🫀)

The fault in our stars - John Green (🦄)

When the stars wrote back - Trista mateer (🦄,🫀)

Conversations with friends - Sally Rooney (🫀)

Daisy Jones & The Six - Taylor Jenkins Reid (🦄)

Flower crowns & fearsome things - Amanda Lovelace (🦄)

The Bitter End - Kaliane Faye (🦄)

Rukmini - Saiswaroopa Iyer

Kate in waiting - Becky Albertralli

Simon vs the homosapiens agenda - Becky Albertralli (🫀)

The Princess saves herself in this one - Amanda Lovelace (🦄)

The Song of Achilles (🫀)

It Starts with Us - Colleen Hoover (🦄)

Here's to hoping I actually read all of them :')

(I have removed books that I know for a fact I will not read, so this is an edited version of the list! Also, finished TSOA today (18/4/23) and The Invisible life of Addie LaRue on 24/4/23 and absolutely fucking bawled, so I decided to add it to this tbr list to honour it :'), not to mention that I actually had planned to read it for a long time, just didn't include it in this list 😭)

( read in 2022 - 🦄, currently reading - 🌷, read in 2023 - 🫀)

I'll be marking off the books when I finish reading them/ I'll be adding more books when I find myself wanting to read them!

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hanaasbananas · 10 months

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Tag 10 People You Want to Know Better

thanks for the tag @thesamestarlight!

relationship status: single

song stuck in my head: currently my brain is creating a remix of GO, from Coke Studio and Left Right by Ali Sethi. LR is just such a vibe- when I heard Shae Gill's verse in it for the first time I swear it made me ascend on the bus to work at 7am. and then my brain segues into the bridge of GO because that specific part is ETHEREAL its so so good. yk what, i'm gonna add a clip of it because more people need to hear this:

last song i listened to: Castles Crumbling (From the Vault). Currently OBSESSED with this song and it's giving me such a good fic idea that could potentially be on par with my ml 1920's enemies au but like. a LOT angstier hehe. AND I'll actually have time to write it w the summer holidays starting next week 😈

three favourite foods: hmmm lasagna, bhindi masala, and pakoras

dream trip: Italy! or Greece. I'd just love to go to Europe tbh because most of the holidays i've been on have just been back home in Pakistan, which is fun but I'd love to go somewhere else too. Now that I think ab it though, I'd love to go properly sightseeing in Pakistan. I found out a while ago that the first time I went to Pakistan when I was uh...5? My uncles took us all on a trip to Murree which is a BEAUTIFUL mountainous area of the country but guess who doesn't remember any of it :((( I didn't even believe we went until i saw a video of me there lmao

anything i want right now: burger burger burger. I want takeout so badly lmao but i'm too broke to justify buying anything and too tired to cook so i just had cereal for dinner and that was supremely unsatisfying rip

if you could be any animal, what and why: something that sleeps a lot and isn't bothered by anybody. so...a cat. work has been kicking my arse lately so I am constantly exhausted and would like to sleep for a week straight please. 6 more days until the summer holidays though, woohoo!!

tagging @queer-cosette @2manyfandoms2count @theladyfae @nomolosk @deinde-prandium and anyone else who wants to have a go! <3

#banana speaks 🍌#i always ramble loads in these lmaooo #but no joke that part of GO has been playing in my head all day #i just love the repetition of DIL JAANE NA JAANE KYA and how it builds up and gets louder hnnnng its fantastic #tag game

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dru-plays-starbound · 1 year

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Look Back, by Looking Forwards

Universe: Starbound CW: Fantasy religion, food Words: 1,653 Context: Written for the Spring 2023 prompt, "Featherfood".

The ship hummed gently under Mio's touch as she idly scanned the navigation console. Nobu was worried about one of the ship's fins, so she was searching for a repair station when there was a rap on the Bridge door. "Come," Mio called, attention still on her search. "Irritated. Captain, I demand you remove crewmember Xictli from my kitchen." Mio turned towards the copper glitch, tilting her head. "Why? What's the matter, Sparkfoot?" "She has pilfered my pantry, abused my cookware, and is carving up my kitchen! Demanding. You need to improve these conditions!" Mio stood, making calming gestures. "Alright. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation. I'll speak to her now."

Mio left the Bridge with Sparkfoot marching beside her, and headed to the back of the ship, towards the Commons and crew quarters. At the junction between Mech and Hydroponics, Mio stopped. "Why don't you wait here?" she said, gesturing to the armchair. Sparkfoot shook his head. "Surly. I would rather see justice." "Apologies. Let me make myself clearer: Ordering. You will remain here." Sparkfoot's eye lights winked on and off. Mio crossed her arms. Sparkfoot gracefully descended into the chair. "Tetchy. I will remain here." "Grateful." With a dip of her head, Mio set off again, through Hydroponics, through the crew lounge, and into the Commons.

Inside, she found most of her crew clustered together, listening to the banging and crashing from the galley. "What, by the Ocean Tides, is going on here?" As one, the crew jumped, turning to view their irate captain. "Back to work. All of you!" The crew started to dissipate, but Fife, the medic, paused on the way out. "Don't be too hard on her, Cap'n," yon said. "There's an important date coming up on the Grounded calendar." Mio nodded. "I'll keep that in mind."

Mio hardly knew how to make sense of Sparkfoot's usually ordered galley. The surfaces not covered with flour were instead smeared with baking grease. A stack of cracked eggshells stood on the counter next to a huge mixing bowl and a tub leaking pale pink goo. On the hob, emitting a dark miasma, was a tray of charcoal bricks. Xictli – dressed in an outfit peppered with beads, golden thread, and flour – stood over the tray, an ebb and flow of obscenities frothing from the sunset-orange avian. "Lieutenant Xictli, by salt and sand, what are you doing? Sparkfoot is livid, and you know how long it took me to find a chef who would stay longer than three jumps. Please get this place back into Bristol fashion, post haste." "With all due respect, Captain, I can't. Not until I've finished this." Xictli lowered her head, making a slow swiping motion with her beak. "Sparkfoot doesn't have all the right ingredients, so I was trying to improvise. But," she gestured defeatedly to the lumps of charcoal, "it's not working."

Mio took a breath, letting it out slowly to avoid flaring her gills. She paced to the sink, drew a glass of water, and held it out to Xictli. "Tell me what you're trying to do. I can't help if you don't explain." Xictli looked from the water to her captain and back. She sighed, dipping her beak into the glass to lap up the water. "The anniversary of the Grounded Ascendancy is tomorrow. It's the day we cast off the chains of Kluex and fled Avos to the stars. Our ancestors took few victuals that day, and in honour of their courage, we eat the same as they did. The key dish is Featherfood." "Why didn't you say before?" Mio raised a brow ridge. "I would have been happy to add that to the last supply run. You know I would." "According to tradition, it has to be made in one's home. I can't remember the last time I left the ship, let alone went back to Merak's Nest."

Mio closed her lower two eyes, humming to herself, as Xictli took another sip of water. Mio opened her eyes. "What," she asked thoughtfully, "constitutes declaring a place one's home?" "I- Captain? I'm not sure I understand." Xictli ground her beak. "Must one have lived there for a long time? May one have only spent one night there? Could," Mio added pointedly, "it be as simple as a place another has opened to you for use?" Xictli blinked. "Well. Um. Since our ancestors made their victuals in the homes of people they stayed with, I would say the latter could count. Captain, I'm still confused…" "Get me a shopping list of ingredients you'll need and get this place squared away. Then meet me by the secondary teleporter on level seven of the Altais colony in two hours. Understood?" "But- Cap-?" Mio flared her gills. "Is that understood?" "Yes, Captain."

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Xictli waited against the trunk of a tree, head back, watching the flickering lights in the night sky as glowing rain pattered down into the leaves, painting the world with bright gold. On the wind, from the far end of the park, came the gentle tinkle of a wind chime. She sighed, eyes sliding closed. A hum started in the back of her throat, joined by rhythmic clicks and whistles.

"That's a pretty tune. I didn't know you could sing." Xictli's eyes snapped open. "Sorry, I didn't mean to keep you waiting," Mio said. She'd changed from her uniform into a red kimono, the silk changing from poppy-bright to wine-dark in the flickering rain. Mio smiled. "I forgot what a pain feathercrowns are to pull. This way."

Xictli blinked and followed as the Captain made her way through the park and down the wide road. "Where are we going?" Xictli asked. Mio glanced back with a smile. "You'll see. Did you get the galley back to good order?" "Yes, Captain. I… I also apologised to Chef." Mio's shoulders dipped with the release of tension. "Thank you."

After a short walk, they turned off the main road into a short alley and stopped in front of a modest wooden house. Mio touched a webbed hand to a sensor, and the door swung open. "Boots off, please," she said, walking in. Xictli kicked off her boots and stood, nonplussed, in the entryway. "What is this place?" "Welcome, child of Merak," Mio said, holding out a pair of slippers in both hands. "I open my home to you and greet you with the affection of family. Whatever you need, I shall provide, so long as my hospitality is not abused." Xictli opened her beak but wordlessly shut it again. Mio gave a gentle smile. "I think that should do the trick. Come now, we've got baking to get started on." Xictli slid her feet into the slippers and trailed after Mio.

The house was refined, almost delicate. Wide windows framed the planet's sweet meadows and gently rolling hills. White textured walls contrasted classic dark-wood furniture, decorated with greenery and ocean mementoes. The kitchen was a mix of warm rustic cabinets and modern appliances. Onto the table, Mio was unpacking food from a bag. "I have everything you included on that list, and a few extra items for dinner," she said, folding the bag and placing it out of the way. "Where do we start?"

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Xictli directed preparations: While Mio diced the feathercrows, cooking them with sugar to make a compote, Xictli sliced open the beakseeds. She scooped out the crunchy seeds, grinding them into a powder to mix with the flour and more sugar. With the compote cooling on the stove, Mio mashed the beakseed pulp with a little water, then handed it to Xictli who stirred it into the dry ingredients to make a dough. They split the dough, kneaded it and left it to rise while they had a cup of fragrant tea and dinner of rice cakes and coralcreep sushi.

Then it was back to work, rolling the dough and shaping it into long flat strips. Mio followed Xictli's instructions, adding a little compote and winding the dough into a spiral. The buns went into the oven – watched carefully this time – until they'd risen to a glorious golden brown. Sweet, yeasty steam billowed from the oven as the buns were carefully removed, and the two women gazed at the sticky Featherfood with pride. "Oh, they smell delicious," Mio said. "Do you think we should sample one? Just to make sure the others are alright, you understand…" Xictli grinned, nudging Mio in the side. "Oh, I understand. But no, they're for the celebrations. Webs off. There's one last touch missing…" From a small earthenware pot, Xictli drew delicate petals of edible gold shaped like feathers and placed one in the center of each bun. "Perfect."

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With the buns slid into the fridge, Mio led Xictli to a guest room. "We may as well stay here for the night and return to the ship tomorrow. Will that give you enough time to prepare for the ceremony?" "Yes." Xictli dipped her beak, making that sliding motion again. "Captain… I don't even know how to begin to thank you for your assistance…" Mio held up a hand. "You don't need to. Xictli, you're not just my lieutenant. You're my right-hand, one of my oldest crewmembers. Dare I say…" colour rose to her cheeks, "a best friend. My family. I am embarrassed you felt you couldn't come to me for help in the first place." "I know. I should have. You're so busy though, and I didn't want to bother you with something so trivial-" "Trivial! Xictli, one's beliefs are not trivial. Carrying out one's customs and ceremonies is not trivial. Please," Mio took Xictli's hands, "next time, don't hesitate. What's the point of building the New Protectorate if my own crew can't practice their culture without fear." Xictli closed her eyes and dipped her beak. "Thank you, Mio." Mio smiled, squeezing Xictli's hands before letting them go. "Always, my friend."

#cw fantasy religion #cw food #writing #starbound #starbound fanfic #starbound fanfiction #oc mio #oc xictli #wandering words #after I finished I realised I may have accidentallyed space jews? As a gentile if this is offensive in any way *please* let me know #so I can tag accordingly or something

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vylad243 · 3 days

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Hole goblin here! I'll make the Overlord lol

So I decided I should make the overlord that holds Sam's soul! So here he is!

Silas is the overlord that holds Sam's soul

He's cruel and manipulative and he's greed for power

He's appearance resembles a tiger shark He's not that muscular but not that thin either. He has fin like gills at the end of he's head that acts as he's ears. He's face is humanoid and all eyes have no other facial appearances. He has around 25 eyes.

He's color scheme is Blue at he's head and gills having a green tint at the end. He's arms are purple until it goes up and slowly turns blue. He's legs is also the same. He's body is filled with black stripes.

He's abilities consist of:

The ability to add eyes in any surface Ex. Walls, Roofs ,On other demons and more but he can only create depending on how many eyes he currently has. Every time he adds an eye on something an eye on he's face disappears. It's like a security camera btw. He can see and hear from the eyes he uses.

He can possess the demon he placed one of he's eyes on temporarily and the demon wouldn't notice except for a slight tingle. Around 2-5 minutes.

He can't use all he's eyes all at once he can only use one at a time and he loses more of he's sight the more eyes he uses it gives him a slightly blurry vision on the eye he used.

I'll say more after figuring out what I should add next lol

He uses Sam to know more about the hazbin hotel after figuring out he's staying there. He placed an eye on he's back without him knowing. Remember when I said Sam disappears randomly? That's when he added the eye. He hid the eye in one of Sam's black spots. Since if Sam knew from the start if he knew he'll avoid the hazbin hotel like the plague immediately after knowing. Silas knows this.

Because of Sam he knew Vox was pregnant before they could announce it. He knows a lot about Sam's friends since you know Sam listens to he's friends rant. He even possesses Sam and questions he's friends acting like Sam. It backfired on Sam. He knows the joy Sam has whenever he's around he's friends.

(Sam's eye color is Blue ,Green ,Purple and Black because he's eyes are the color scheme of the overlord btw.)

Silas might even go after Zephyr since he's gotten the interest of Sable the one protecting the daughter of The Radio and Media demon to upset her. He might even take him to add one of he's eyes on him too maybe even force him into a contract. He might make him to stay shut about him. If that's okay with Nyx tho <3

I'll say more about him lol <3

Yooo! I love a cruel villain! What's Silas' end game? What's he hoping to achieve?

#anonymous #the hole goblin #hazbin hotel oc #Sam hazbin hotel #Silas hazbin hotel

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littlewalken · 23 days

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ap 7

Well, it appears the new betta has a different personality than the old one. Blue fish liked to chill, he'd fluff his fins and let the tank current splat him against something, and would quietly dash from hiding spot to hiding spot. Frosty or Ice Fish, haven't decided yet, decided this morning that when I came to look at him he was going to pop out his gills and try to start a fight.

Right now he has shrimp and algae eaters for companions, but being he's more aggressive than Blue fish we might not add anything else than more colorful shrimp. Or maybe something without flowing fins so he can't possibly think it's another betta.

Blue fish had skirts and platties he got along with. I figure as long as it doesn't have flowing fins it wasn't a threat to him.

Still it's a good thing to know what kind of temperament your betta has before doing too much. And give them a decent sized tank with hiding spots so they feel safe. As I told a kid yesterday they like to play hide and seek and red light green light.

In other news I finished copying over the Spider-Man timeline I want to use for my CYOA. Stopped at the end of Last Remains because the Harry's soul business seemed like a good enough place to start. Now comes the sideways thinking because in a way the basic timeline is a means to an end, or many endings because it's a CYOA.

Kind of like- Spider-Man sticks his nose in to someone else's business, does he: Get it chopped off? Kick the villain's ass? Or decides to go home and Mind His Fucking Business?

I have a handful of what if shit happened story lines I've been carrying around so I just need to direct some of the choices there. As I've read parts I've had some other ideas pop up so it's all good.

It looks like tidying up the notes from Grease 2 reviews is next. I'll be using the reusable notebook as I work to consolidate the different topics before putting them back on regular paper. It's actually getting close to time to buy some more notebook filler paper as I have been writing that much.

I definitely think I'm writing and wanting to get in to other projects to distract myself from some of the lonely depressive thoughts. Right now it's all I've got for a form of therapy that isn't harmful or destructive.

Got to get out and meet people and try to find some friends or at least acquaintances but I don't know how to start.

*New betta is definitely flaring at us so we're going to be cautious about any other tank makes. He's been face to face with a shrimp with no reaction.

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Module 8 Assignment :Your Musical Theme

The theme I chose for my playlist is “Saying goodbye to a loved one”. Our deepest emotions are often addressed through music, which enables people to completely acknowledge, experience, and embrace them. Sometimes words are not enough to communicate a situation currently and music offers a means of expressing grief. It also allows individuals to interact with others that could be going through similar experiences. Listening to music about loss may help us create a logical sense of what we're going through and offers a sense of reassurance as we deal with our emotions. In addition, music comforts us in lonesome circumstances by encouraging us regardless of how unaccompanied we may feel, we are not alone in our sadness.

The first song that I chose was “I’ll be Missing You” by Puff Daddy and Faith Evans and the genre is Hip-hop/Rap. It was written in memory of Christopher Wallace and his widowed wife; Faith Evans created this tribute to him. It resulted in having a big impact on the world and helped obtain closure, with genuine lyrics and an expressive delivery. The melody of this song is very upbeat and musically satisfying. Even though it is about missing someone, it is a touching song that resonates with people dealing with loss.

The song “How Do I Say Goodbye” is a song written by Dean Lewis and the genre is Pop. It is about the approaching loss of his father who was diagnosed with cancer but is currently doing well. This song is very meaningful because he expresses how different his life would be without his father. This heartfelt song has a gentle beat that is also steady and allows the lyrics to be the main focus overall. It gives a comforting atmosphere that captivates the feeling of saying goodbye to a loved one.

The next song I chose is called “Wake Me Up When September Ends” by Billie Joe Armstrong and it is Alternative Rock. It is about losing his father when he was 10 years old. The tempo is on the slower side, that is about 72 beats per minute. The song has a melancholic feel to it which is deepened by the gradual tempo permitting emotions to be felt. Some terms include grief, passage of time and tribute to his father. The balanced parts create a sense of relief and resolution, and the balance of consonance and dissonance adds depth to the song.

Another song I found is called “Go Rest High on That Mountain” by Vince Gill and it is a Country song. It is a very magnificent and touching song that captures the pain of saying goodbye. It also offers a sense of comfort and hope as well by resonating with a tough time in life. It has a slower and soft rhythm and a heartfelt ballad. The tempo of this song creates a reflective and powerful feeling that is gracefully emitted. The melody flows smoothly and gracefully in every note.

A Jazz song called “I'll Be Seeing You” by Billie Holiday is an amazing song that resonates with the topic of losing an important person. It is a sentimental song that conveys heartache and yearning for a loved one who is no longer present beside us. The lyrical part carries a significance of hope and although they have passed away, their remembrances will always be cherished. This song is different from the previously mentioned because it has a moderate tempo that sets a nostalgic mood by captivating bittersweet feelings for remembering that person.

The last song I chose is called “The Thrill is Gone” by B.B King and it is a Classical Blues song about the pain of losing someone and fading love. This one is distinct from the prior songs because it doesn’t speak on the loss of a loved one rather it is about them not having a bond together anymore. The singer’s voice is touching and the guitar being in the background has a compelling and moving experience. The lyrics show interpretations of misery and sadness when a relationship comes to an end. It has a verse-chorus patter that maintains throughout the song and his guitar solo adds a exquisite touch overall. At the end of the song, the final chorus has a comprehensive instrumental section and a fulfilling conclusion. The arrangement improves the listeners ability to enjoy the music and fully immerse themselves into the song’s impact.

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"I'll Be Missing You"

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"How Do I Say Goodbye"

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“Wake Me Up When September Ends”

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reine-du-sourire · 2 years

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Pizza Night (a Lunar Chronicles tale)

“Oh, Jacin, this is wonderful!” Winter breathed. “What is it?”

“It’s pizza,” Thorne said helpfully and loudly. “It’s what you get for dinner when your cooking bombs. And aces, you should've seen-”

A sudden, abrupt yelp swallowed the rest of his sentence. Jacin pursed his lips. Wolf carefully lifted another slice from the box, rolled it up, and stuffed it whole into his mouth.

"I wish I'd know how much you like this," Scarlet said, smiling as she took another bite of her own piece. "When we get back to the farm, I'll pay Gilles a visit and persuade him to add it to the menu."

"Could we try a different kind next time?" Cress asked eagerly. "So far Carswell and I have tried the vegetable, anchovy, extra-cheese, really-really-really-extra cheese but I think that was a dare and he got sick for-"

"Why is everyone ganging up on me tonight?" Thorne complained. "This whole thing was my idea-"

"Actually, I believe it was Kai's." Cinder took a long and unqueenly slurp of her drink. "And technically Jacin decided we were doing it. How long until the kitchen in the suite clears out of smoke?"

"I don't know," Jacin said through gritted teeth. Winter licked a string of cheese from her chin.

"It's delicious. The perfect anniversary dinner. Do the royal Americans eat it?"

Cinder almost choked. Kai patted her on the back.

"There aren't any American royals. This is pretty common food."

"Really? But it tastes so delicious!"

"Thank you," Iko huffed, crossing her arms.

"My apologies, Iko-friend."

Cinder wiped her mouth with a napkin, looking at Jacin. "Out of curiosity, what were you trying to make?"

"Nothing."

"You were trying to cook something?" Winter giggled.

"No."

"For our anniversary? Oh, Jacin!"

"No."

Thorne opened his mouth, and promptly closed it at the look on the guard's face.

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jaysdoodlehell · 3 years

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I must say that I've never though it will ever come to this...

But looking at the current events...

Me watching "some movies" with the one and only @reallyangryhawk

Well, I can't determine if it's the blessing... or the curse...

But now I present to you...

The Pirate AU concepts! (In the nutshell cause the whole thing do be loooooong)

So well... here is Lui. He ends up being a pirate after some really unfortunate incidents regarding his job... He basically helped someone who was framed in murder (the person was a pirate hence the later connections). So Lui being threatened to loose his life (by the government may I add), joines the crew of the man he saved in the court. He sailes for a while... Then, being educated and trained with logical thinking along side with rhetoric (it's really cool cause pirates tend to be less educated beings), he gets chosen for the captain of the ship he was on, after the former captain was killed by the enemy fleet.

Some time later on the way to the next quest Lui and his crew encounters a treasure island and along side with it the treasure itself. But like with the most pirate treasures there is also a curse... And the victim of it is no other than Lui himself...

He's being trapped in the cave where the treasure was, and the only way out is thorough the underground water tunnel system. Lui jumpes in and the water gives him the effect of being able to breathe underneath it's surface... and later problems with normal breathing as gills starts to grow on his neck...

While in contact with water he's forced to transform into the shark creature, then having problems at the land. Also the group of sharks is following him but they are also friendly for him.

Lui spends about half a year at the island, slowly loosing his sanity, thinking his crew left him alone in the middle of nowhere. But also learning how to control the curse and it's powers Lui is able to get back to the civilisation... and then there it's chaos...

Also the effects of the curse basically gave Lui his nickname.

But I'll write about it next time when I'll also cover the story of Nico.

As for now, thanks for reading this monstracity, and I wish u all a very nice future time and activities. No matter how late it is at your place or what you will be doing next :3

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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❛ A NIGHTMARE ❜

with Michael ‘Riz’ Ariza and the Reyes brothers.

Request #1: Please tell me mine makes the count for the first 10 lmao But if you can. Can you please do a Riz request where the girl is a sister, possibly a Reyes sister and the two of them are secretly together. And they spend the night together until her two brothers open the door and see them?

BY @firebenderwolf

Request #2: helloooooo i would to request an imagine with riz ariza in which the reader is angel and ez sister. the plot about something fluff like cuddling or having a cute whatever is better for you. Thank you so much🤍

BY ANON

Warnings: none.

Word count: anout 1.8k

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: @fromthesixteenthfloor

Masterlist.

Suddenly waking up, covered by sweat and your heart racing, you grab the baseball bat next to your bed. You're pretty sure that you heard a strange noise coming from the living room, but EZ and Angel are out of town. So you just hope that it was part of your nightmare. Slowly walking through your brother's flat, barefoot and trying to be silent, you turn on the lights. Everything seems under normality. The windows are closed and the main door is locked. Nothing is thrown over the floor and the TV is off. Coming back to your room with the same defensive position and the bat raised up in front of your eyes, ready to beat whoever's ass, you run like never before as soon as you reach your dorm. Putting the latch that Angel installed for you, for these days, you crawl to your bed to grab your phone starting to cry for no reason. Typing Riz's number by heart, you wait impatiently for hearing his voice.

“Mi amor, what's up?” He was sleeping, noticing it in the low tone he uses to speak.

“Can yo—you come to my house, pl—please?” You can't help but sob, rubbing your eyes with your knuckles.

“Shit, yes, of course, baby. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Feeling awake, he sounds like he's getting up from his bed, looking for some clothes to wear.

“I just… have a nigh—nightmare, and I'm freak—freaking scared”.

“I'll be there in ten, okay?”

“Ok—Okay…”

You can't stop checking the hour on your phone every single second, biting superficially your nails without breaking them, trying to calm yourself somehow. You're not used to having nightmares, and usually when it happens, you don't remember what happened. But when your screen turns on again with a text message from Riz, you start to cry again unconsolable, leaving it away and getting up from your bed to run towards the entrance. And, as soon as you open the main door, you jump into him. Your boyfriend doesn't hesitate to hold you tightly, surrounding his waist with your legs, clinged to him with all your strength.

“It's okay, mi amor… It's okay, I'm here”. He whispers caressing your back, coming into the house and closing the door behind his back.

Sinking your face into his neck, you try to get a little more relaxed, less shaked and breathing somewhat better. He knows he doesn't need to say anything, being enough with his presence and his lovely touch. It's the first time he hears you cry and it's really breaking his heart. Leading his steps towards the nearest sofa, Riz sits there holding you yet, before cupping your cheek in his hands. Cleaning your tears without any word uttered, he leans to peck your lips softly.

“I'm here, mi amor, don't cry”. He mutters, leaving now some clingy kisses in your cheeks to make you laugh. At least, a little.

“Can you… please stay tonight?” You almost beg him, sniffing but not crying anymore.

“You don't have to ask for it, mi reina”. He just says, showing you that smile you love more than anything.

Riz has that power on you that anyone else has. He husks your demons, your insecurities, your fears. Anything bad that runs through your mind, he puts it down. And he does it so easily that sometimes surprises you. Resting your head over one of his shoulders, you surround him with your arms, closing your eyes just for some seconds in the meantime you recover your peaceful breathing.

“Do you want me to prepare you a tea or something?”

You shake your head softly.

“Okay, I'm gonna take you to bed, alrai'?”

Standing up from the sofa, he walks towards your room with a slow pace, until reaching it. Placing your feet on the white fluffy carpet, Riz starts to undress himself leaving only his boxers, to lie down by your side drawing you into his arms, after turning off the lights. One of his hands falls on your neck, while the other caress your skin under the short sleeve, tangling your legs with his. Placing gently kisses on your forehead, you rest your head over his shoulder, closing your eyelids. Now you feel more safe than ever, even if there's any danger close.

“I love you”. You whisper into his ear, leaning some inches to kiss his cheek.

You're not used to saying these three simple words, but instead using a lot of pet-names. So every time you utter them, your boyfriend smiles like an idiot, just like you do. You don't know how it happened, exactly. Since you two met, you couldn't avoid flirting unconsciously, until you found out that you were in love with each other to the gills. And one night at the clubhouse, he couldn't wait much more to kiss you. Sometimes it's difficult to hide it from your brothers, but it's been eight months since you started and they don't suspect anything, even if you know that one day you will have to tell them about your relationship. But for the moment, you don't want to think about it, getting more comfy under his arms.

“I was thinking of asking Bishop for some days off, so we can go somewhere”. Riz comments with feigned causality, making you laugh low.

“Sounds good”. You nod, raising your eyes towards the black ones. “Where do you wanna go?”

“I don't know… Tijuana, Los Angeles, San Diego. Depends on if you prefer more heat desert or beach”.

“Anywhere is perfect without having to hide”.

“Fuck, yes”. The mexican can't help but break into laughter. “Do you feel better?”

Turning over his side, he caresses the line of your jaw softly. You just nod in silence, before pressing your lips on his. Getting perfectly molded, you tangle your fingers in his hair, not wanting to let him go.

“I love you, mi amor”. He says between some kisses.

You wake up rested and feeling better than other nights, sticking your back to his chest and tangling your fingers with the ones around your neck and waist, shortening the distance. Feeling how Riz holds you tightly and leaves some kisses on your head, you purr softly drawing a smile on your lips. You would like to spend the whole morning like that, just enjoying his pampers in silence. But he has to work and you have to study for an exam. So that calm doesn't last long.

“Talk with your brothers about the nightmare, when they come ba—”.

“We're already here, old ass!”

Angel's voice freezes your blood. Suddenly opening your eyes and sitting up over the bed with a terrified look on your faces.

“Shit…” Your boyfriend snorts, rubbing his face with both hands.

“Maybe they didn't hear you”. You try to whisper.

“What the fuck, girl? I'm answering him”.

“Angel…” EZ's just says.

“What? He's fucking our little sister, man!”

“And you're fucking the whole Santo Padre”. Your brother responds, making you chuckle, seeing Riz getting up to get dressed.

“We're not talking about my cock”.

“Not even about Riz's”. You add then, stepping out from your dorm, walking towards them in the living room. “Jeez… You look like shit”.

Angel raises an eyebrow with his eyes on yours, before rolling them.

“Thank you, that's very kind”. Ezekiel smirks, having a sip from his coffee. “Having fun in our absence?”

“I had a nightmare. I thought someone came to… steal or something, and I was fucking scared”.

“So you call him”.

“Who else, idiot?”

“Pops?” EZ says as if it wasn't obvious.

“Guys”.

“Dirty old ass”.

“Angel, I'm gonna fucking punch you el pinche hocico”. (Into the fucking mouth).

“Fight me, gnome”.

Lifting up both eyebrows looking at him, twisting your neck, you can't believe how immature he's sometimes.

“I will call you when I'm done later, okay?”

“No, you better don't call h—”.

“Ezekiel, can you hit Angel, please?”

Your brother obeys delighted, punching his shoulder, as he used to so when you were children. And the older gives him back another, distracting them so you can say goodbye to Riz, accompanying him to the main door.

“Thank you for coming last night”. You whisper, hearing your brothers complaining about the punches, while he kisses your forehead chuckling.

“Anytime, gnome”.

“Oh, c'mon!” You laugh palming his chest. “I love you…”

“I love you too”.

Coming back to the living room, after closing the door, you continue to the kitchen to have some coffee in a mug and sit at the table with your brothers. They stop fighting, waiting for some kind of explanation.

“He runs Vicki's house”.

“And you run the whole Santo Padre”. Ezekiel is drinking when he hears you, almost drowning between some coughs and cleaning his mouth with a hand.

“Anyone know?” He asks then.

“Yeah, Taza and Bishop”.

“Girl, what the fuck? How do they know before us?”

“I went to Taza's ranch to have dinner. Like… a lot of times”.

“You went to a house in the middle of nowhere with three men older than you?” Angel can't believe you, leaning towards the table.

“Yeah, and we did an orgy. Are you fucking idiot?” You growl hitting his forehead with your palm.

“Pops knows?” Turning to your other brother, you nod shrugging as if it wasn't obvious.

Suddenly, Angel throws himself to the floor, sobbing and tangling his hands over his own chest. You two look at him over the table, watching him feigning a heart attack or being possessed. Any theory is valid for whatever he's doing.

“You fucking drama queen…” Rolling your eyes, you sit up again.

“How much time do y—”.

“Eight months”.

“AY! AY, AY!” You can't help but break into laughs, hearing your big brother pretending to be crying.

“Fucking idiot”. Shaking your head, you get up from your chair to turn the table and fall onto Angel's abdomen like a plank.

“Don' touch me, you traitor, breaking my poor heart”.

“Anything that a Reyes sandwich doesn't fix”. The other says, falling onto you smashing both.

“FUCK, EZEKIEL”. The oldest and you complain laughing, barely breathing. “FUCKING MOVE”.

Squirming in the middle, you free yourself, lying on the floor between both. Looking at them, you place your arms under their necks pulling them closer.

“(Y/N) Ariza. How does it sound?”

“If you fuckin' change the ‘Reyes’ one day, I'm gonna run over him with pops' car”. Angel grunts palming your forehead.

“I'm more into tying his feet to it, and driving through the desert”. Ezekiel opines pursing his lips in a petty smile.

“You wouldn't if I poison you first”.

“Yeah, whatever. What happened last night?”

“I think it was just my subconscious missing my two favorite boys”.

“Do you see how fake that sounds, mi dulcecito?”

“Cierra el pinche hocico”. (Shut the fuck up). You chuckle with your eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I really missed you those four days, idiots…”

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bookwyrminspiration · 3 years

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Okay, so I've had a day to think on it, and I've come up with a few more predictions. I doubt any of them will be correct, but here we go!

This will just be animalistic traits btw because I have no idea where to plot is going, haha (and I mean that in a good way!! I love it!!)

Biana will have camouflage, or be able to go super quiet.

Dex would most likely have something to do with the sense of touch, given how much time he spends doing things with his hands.

I think it would be interesting if Keefe had the ability to regulate his body temperature? He already has to work through all of his emotions in order to not loose himself, I feel like he's used to regulating things. Although he is very reckless, so I don't know...

I don't think this would happen but Linh would be so cool with gills. Just to add to the whole water theme.

I also think heightened aggressiveness would fit Marella or Linh- they both have incredibly difficult abilities to control, and Marella especially is shown to have outbursts (like when her hands suddenly lit up on fire in...Nightfall? and she explained how there's always a pull.)

Also not a prediction, and I'm not entirely sure whether Sophie has heightened hearing yet or if that was something else, but I love how she has better eyesight- I feel like it shows her capacity to see the grand plan in things, y'know? Tam would probably have either heightened hearing in order to go with the whole 'reading shadowvapor' thing, but I think he'd have something similar to Biana, maybe? I think he might have poisonous quills or something like what you mentioned at another ask a little while back, too, since he's very protective or Linh.

I'm a little tired so this is all I can remember for now, but I'll send more if I think of 'em!

welcome back, nonsie! honestly you’re right the plot is a little wild atm but like it’s chill. Everything’s fine. I’m totally in control (maybe)

Also!! Animalistic traits!! Yay!! Will say in my fic there are a few that are universal across the group, and then others (features/traits) that are individual to the character. So make of that what you will!

All of your predictions/suggestions (I’m not sure what to call them) are very interesting!! I wish I could comment properly on them but alas, just know I am sitting here like :DDD!!!

I don’t want to give too much away, but I can tell you some of the animalistic traits/features are mentioned in chapter three! Which is the next chapter!! So there’s that to look forward too—

Also don’t feel pressured to send in asks, take the time you need for yourself <3333

#seriously nonsie you’re so sweet already you don’t need to push yourself #your comments and theories make my day and you’ve already given me more than I could hope for #animalistic traits are excellent and I adore them #also might be throwing a bit of a curveball next chapter but idk #I have something I want to happen but we need to get there first #so trying to rationalize and all that #kotlc wings au #shattered upside down #wings au asks #ask quil anything #nonsie #anonymous #nonsie love #long post

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theintuitivewildflower · 6 years

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What an amazing quote to start this week.

"But if you bury your sadness under your skin instead of letting it out; what else can it do but grow in your veins, to your heart." -Nikita Gill

It gets me thinking about how healing, for me, went into high gear when I quit resisting emotions as they came to me; rather I let them flow to me, then from me. Knowing that the darker feelings will still come along but they'll also go away helps to me work through them; as I know after the darkness comes more light. This too shall pass is the kind of approach I found worked best because it will pass. Feelings are meant to be felt and awareness of them can help you in knowing yourself and what makes you tick. Awareness of our feelings brings about healing by way of self-love, mindfulness, personal growth and emotional maturity.

Healing is crucial for you if you want healthier relationships in the future including those with family, friends and partners.

Starve the Ego; Smother Your Distractions

Today I'm discussing starving the ego, our personal or false self; starving distractions in our relationships, dating, co-parenting, families and friendships. Feeding the soul is more beneficial to your true self; soul work is simply aiming to align with your authentic self, who you are at your core. So here we go, here come some tips that are working for me regarding how and where to begin your own feelings to healing process.

"But if you bury your sadness under your skin instead of letting it out; what else can it do but grow in your veins, to your heart." -Nikita Gill

You cannot pour from an empty cup.

Feelings Bring Healing

Hurt people hurt people! -Russ

Loving yourself enough to give yourself time to heal can help you foster healthier relationships in the future. You really can't love anyone else properly if you are not complete yourself.

Ego is your false self. It is who we want others to perceive us to be. It is the people pleaser in us; the mask we wear for fear that someone will see who we really are. Also known as the shadow or our dark side. We all have one and we all choose whether it gets fed or not. Often, subconsciously, we allow ourselves and others to feed it and if we aren't careful it can take over our authentic self and get out of control if we aren't paying attention.

The quote by Nikita Gill "But if you bury your sadness under your skin instead of letting it out; what else can it do but grow in your veins, to your heart." -Nikita Gill

In life, we all experience these events that bring up emotions that are difficult and painful for us to feel. Then, we do what?

Add another layer of ego to cover it like a band aid?

....put another mask on?

Move on? Suck it up? Get over it? Hold grudges?

Forgive but don't forget? Get angry? Get even? Keep them a secret?

WE NEED TO FEEL THEM, BE IN THEM, LEARN FROM THEM, FACE THEM AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT A WAY TO APPLY THE LESSONS AND HEAL FROM THEM IF NEED BE.

Healing is hard work!

Healing is profound in terms of starving the ego! Not many realize that pain, sadness, sorrow, grief, guilt, abandonment and other low vibration emotions can be hidden behind that mask we wear! It isn't just instant gratification via sex pride ,flirting, compliments, likes on Instagram, Twitter followers, accolades and honors that feed the ego. There are other feelings we all face that we either decide to deal with or we try to hide them away. Maybe because it just plain hurts to feel them or maybe we think they'll fade away or lay dormant never to haunt us again.

I just mentioned SOME of the unhealthy ways we can respond to pain and sadness that feed the ego and not the soul my friends; things that cover them up rather than things that shed light on our issues. While working to truly know oneself we must allow ourself to feel every emotion we have; good and bad. This is what feeds the soul; knowing what makes you tick, what gets under your skin and why ; also recognizing whether your reacting or responding to people out of ego, in authentically or from your soul, out of love.

My goodness, sometimes it isn't pretty when we start shedding old layers ego. Sometimes it's like having nightmares only your awake and living in them. Often, it can be more painful to feel the feelings than experiencing the actual pain and hurt the event caused in the first place. However, covering up those feelings for the sole purpose of not feeling them isn't going to do your spirit one bit of good. In fact, it will further crush your spirit crippling you from fulfilling your purpose, knowing who you are and becoming who who are meant to be.

We're Conditioned to Lack Empathy...

Hear these as a child?

✋🛑stop your crying.....

🙏get over it.....

😭Crybaby.....

😪Big girls don't cry ......

😎boys don't have feelings...

🙄Suck it up......

✔️Be a big girl/boy

🤔I'll give you something to cry about.

These are the traditional societal norms we've been conditioned to live by; this is just the false self, hiding behind our emotions and trying not to ever catch feelings.

Fine, don't catch feelings. None of them stay forever anyway. Simply focus on recognizing them, feeling them come to you and then letting them flow past you. While you are having an emotion visit you try to be mindful about why you feel that way, what is the root cause, is it positive or negative? Did it feel comfortable or were you ready for it to pass? How long did it stay? Did you do something that made you feel another emotion instead?

After this pattern of behavior begins, the fed ego and its to toxicity begin to starve your soul, taking you away from your purpose and spirit early on. Often, negative self-talk begins here because though your following society's norm, hiding your feelings, your still feeling them. Therefore, as young children we feel guilt, shame and humiliation because we've been made to feel inferior, weak or sensitive for having emotions.

We further feed our ego and not the soul when we focus only on those events, activities and people that just make us feel good emotions. However, I want the long term benefits of emotional intelligence, don't you?

Instant gratification is what the ego seeks so we must be careful and ask ourselves when deciding, responding or reacting...

These statements so many of us heard growing up about crying being a weakness and hiding our feelings are pivotal moments in our lives. Moments in which many of us were conditioned to avoid feeling pain, sadness, grief or anxiety as opposed to being presented with a handling a life-event lesson or a discussion about what emotions are and how we can use them to evolve into a better version of ourselves.

The results of raising generation after generation in this inauthentic mindset is emotionally unavailable men and emotionally immature women; neither of which know how to communicate in a healthy way. In turn, we see marriages dissolve, friendships fade, family ties get broken. We also fail to forgive, empathize and show compassion to ourselves and others when we choose to hide behind our false self. When we hold emotions in they stay within us and soon become toxicity in our veins but bubbling and ready to erupt.

If so, let's ask ourselves if we are passing this habit of hiding the sadness on to our children?

Would it not be healthier to allow our children to be sad when they are sad and even empathize with them when they are?

We need to reverse that behavior, that choice! We need to choose US, our heart, our soul, our dreams and our healing.

So have the life events, feel all the feelings that come along, process them, get help if needed. Begin to heal from your hurts, don't just bandage them up. For things to change you have to change. Show yourself some love and let others notice the positive changes in you as you gradually heal and grow more emotionally mature.

....is this feeding my soul or my ego?

Also, what will the future or residual benefits of this choice be? If there aren't any, then you can be fairly certain that your just feeding your ego. Your soul may be malnourished and in need of some TLC.

When we choose to cover up pain or sadness, refuse to feel it and then not seek to heal or face the emotions we have..... they remain within us. They fester, they flow through us even while being ignored and they contaminate our actual authentic self and pull is further from our purpose. They remain there, feeding the ego, remember; the ego is who we want to be perceived as, our fake self. If you are a parent, please pause and take a moment to ask yourself if your are suppressing sadness from your own childhood that you need to process ; through the soul this time so you can actually heal.

That's how we can begin to raise kids that aren't ashamed to tell their parents how they feel. Lastly, parents don't hide behind your mask with your kiddos. If you have repressed feelings you need to process be real about it. Be the example. Be the parent you needed when you were that age.

Feelings are just that, feelings. You are going to have them, this is undeniable. When we hide them and feed them to our ever-starving ego , the ego grows; our fake self then grows more confident and the dark side of us, our shadow, gets stronger. Ego will consistently be pulling you further from your divine purpose as long as your feeding it. If you feed the ego , you starve your soul. You can't feed both, it's a choice.

We can all be out here starving the ego more, feeding our souls more nourishing content, living with more zest and having a powerful purpose if we'd be simply commit to peeling that mask off. We gotta stop hiding out inside ourselves; letting that let sadness and pain contaminate our soul.

What will you choose the next time you catch a feeling?? Ego or soul? Will you feel it or will you resist it?

Then, let that soul of yours shine. That's the good stuff!! That's where your purpose is, waiting for you to get Aligned with it!

Personal growth requires growing pains. However, nothing is more painful than remaining in a place you don't truly belong.

Karyn Dee

...FEEL IT TO HEAL IT AND DON'T QUIT YOUR DAY DREAM LOVELY!

#theintuitivewildflower

Love you bunches

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