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writers-potion · 23 days

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Writing Dialogue 101

Dialogue is conversation, nothing more, nothing less. The catch is: diagloue is EDITED conversation. It must be more concise, purposeful and witty than the everyday sentences we speak, while sounding natural.

The Purpose of Dialogue

Diaglue is definitely a fiction elements that pops everything up and out. Thus, dialogue is going to have more impact than your normal paragraphs, in order to:

Characterizes/reveals motives

Sets the mood in the story

Intensifies the story conflict

Creates tension and suspense

Speeds up your scenes

Add bits of setting/backgronud

Communicates the theme

Matching the Dialogue to the Genre

The dialogue in a book should speak the reader's language. There is a type of voice that suits each genre/category of fiction, and we must understand what matches the reader expectations and rhythm of the plot we are writing.

Magical Dialogue

"Do not kill him even now. For he has not hurt me. And in any case I do not wish him to be slain in this evil mood. He was great once, of a nobel kind that we should not dare to raise our hands against." - The Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkein

"As much as I want you and want to be with you and part of you, I can't rear myself away from the realness of my responsiblities." - The Bridges of Madison County, Robert James Waller

This is the language of The Hobbit, Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.

When writing literary and mainstream fiction (that is targeted at the general public rather than a target audience), we need to go with what sounds real, even with a magical setting

Science fiction and fantasy can be more unreal, i.e. things like "May the Force Be With You."

In romance, magical dialogue takes on a differen form. It's magical in that it transcends the way we talk to each other in normal society. Magical in that all of it makes perfect sense and is said in such eloquent langauge that we marvel at it while at the same time knowing that if we are left to ourselves, we would say something absolutely banal.

Cryptic Dialogue

"You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away. The condom, I mean. Not the stranger." - Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk

This is the dialogue in literary and religious stories that dealw ith abstract ideas and vague concepts and has double meanings. Readers aren't meant to understand theses right away.

These bits of dialogue plant sublimnal messages in the reader's mind that help communicate the theme later on, ultimately making sense.

Cryptic dialogue is difficult to do well. If we're not careful, we'll end up sounding preachy, moralistic and dogmatic.

You need to be able to view the world in different perspectives.

Descriptive Dialogue

The literary, fantasy and historical story often relies on dialogue for worldbuilding (expplaining history, magic rules, etc.)

The author's goal in descriptive dialogue is to provide the reader with information. However, the character's goal cannot be sacrificed for the author's. Dialogue can still have tension and suspense and can be inserted into a scene of action so the story doesn't bog down while the readers get some info.

Shadowy Dialogue

In shadowy dialogue, the character's job is to keep the reader suspended in a state of terror/suspense. Then you periodically tighten and loosen the tension.

The key here is uncertainty. The reader cannot trust the speaker, so we're always questioning him, wondering whether he's speaking truthfully or is presenting the full picture.

Keep the tone as dark of possible, using action and background as supporting tools.

Make it cryptic, or even better, offering an omnious threat of what is to come.

Provocative Dialogue

This is the type of dialogue that conveys the theme, talking about the "universla truth" your book is trying to convey.

Readers like to be challenged in their thinking, provoked to consider other ways of thinking, and shaken up in their belief systems with a fresh perspective about the world.

Consider this example from To Kill A Mockingbird:

"...but there is one way in this country in which all men are created equal - there is one humna institution that makes a pauper the equal of a Rockfeller, the stupid man the equal of an Einstein, and the ignornant man the equal of any college president."

There is no way we can read this and not think about something that is bigger than our daily lives.

Make your readers squirm, and shock them out of their comfort zones.

Uncencored Dialogue

Uncencored dialogue in YA stories are of young people, but that doesn't mean it's filled with hip-hop words and slag.

While adults cencor themselves when they speak, teenagers haven't yet learned that skill so their dialogue is more raw, edgy and honest.

Readers of YA novels expect realism, so make it as authentic as possible. The last thing we want to is for our characters to be brash and honest, but NOT sound like they've just stepped out of Planet Way Cool.

For example:

"What if he doesn't like me back?" "You are too much of a chicken to do anything aboutit but mope."

As an adult, how often do you admit fear of rejection out loud to another, or call out your friend to her face? In YA-type of dialogue though, we can just write what comes into these characters' minds.

So that sums up the different types of dialogue. Consider the nature of your plot, what your readers and the genre of the story you are writing to choose an appropriate way for your characters to speak!

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quintinh43 · 26 days

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Throwing away their piles of tissues when they have a cold.

With Nico hischier!!

Thank you for requesting 🥰 I know yall probably wanted to see nico taking care of reader, but as yall know I'm a slut for reader taking care of the boys and this just felt so perfect.

Nico was arguably the most stubborn mother fucker you had ever have the pleasure of meeting in your entire damn life. He was strong and kind and loving. He prioratized everyone before himself. Whether it be you, his family, his team, or a random fucking stranger on the street.

Which is how he ended up with the fucking plague. (It wasn't the plague, but your dramatics tended to get the better of you when you were mad at your boyfriend.)

"Nico Hischier, get your ass back in bed before I douse you with chloroform," you threatened, pushing his chest firmly back towards the bedroom.

"I'm fine, schatz-" he was cut off by a coughing fit that had him doubling over. Your demeanor did a complete 180° as you stood beside him, rubbing his back soothingly and muttering sweet words.

"Seriously nico, my love," you say, cupping his face between both hands after his coughing fit had passed, "you need rest,"

"But the team-"

"The team will be fine. They are in good hands. Plus, the faster you rest up, the faster you can get back to it." You say, stroking your thumbs over his cheekbones. He's burning up, and it makes your heart pang in your chest.

"But Schatz i- "

"Nico, please." You beg with a sigh, "if not for your sake, then for mine, so I'm not worried about you?"

Nico concedes with a sigh, walking back to the bedroom, "Let it be known this is to ease your worries and, not because I am sick,"

You roll your eyes fondly, tucking him into bed, "Of course, my love. Thank you for resting, for me" you plant a tender kiss on his forehead.

"Schatz! Dont kiss me, what if you my germs?" He says hoarsely, trying to fight off another coughing fit.

You cross your arms, staring down at him smugly, "I thought you weren't sick?" You tease.

He pales, realizing his admission. He opens his mouth to try and form an excuse but breaks out coughing again. You shake your head and brush his head back from his forehead. "I'm going to get you some cough medicine."

Nico tried to protest, but he's too busy hacking his lungs out. You wince and hurry to the kitchen, scrambling through the medicine cabinet for the cough syrup. You grab a bottle of water and Gatorade and go back to the bedroom, where, thankfully, Nico's coughing fit is over.

Setting everything on the night stand you pour the cough syrup into the spoon and feed it to him gently.

"Egh," he sticks out his tongue in disgust. You can't help but giggle.

"I'm gonna make some fresh ginger tea and some soup, and you'll be right as rain in no time, ok honey?" You say smoothing the crease between his eyebrows.

Nico has given up the tough guy act. He nuzzels his head against your hand, and you place another kiss on his forehead, much to his disdain. "Do you want me to turn on a movie?"

Nico shakes his head, "I just want you," he says tugging on your arm.

"I know, honey, I know," you coo, "As soon as I'm done making you soup, ok?"

"Ok, don't take too long," he flashes his infamous puppy dog eyes, and you're practically melting at the seams. "Keep drinking lots of liquids, ok?"

He nods, "And I'm right in the kitchen, so just shout if you need anything,"

He nods again, and you press one last kiss to his forehead before turning on 101 Dalmatians for him on the TV.

The soup doesn't take long. It's your mom's famous chicken noodle soup recipe. You ladle the soup into a bowl and grind fresh ginger, turmeric, cinnamon, and honey into a paste and fill the rest of the cup with hot water.

Nico looks worse than before. His skin is pale and clammy, There's a pile of tissues on the nightstand. His nose looks red and irritated, and he's sniffling consistently. He has the duvet pulled all the way up to his chin, and it's tucked around his shoulders to keep the cold out. Your poor Nico.

You set the soup on the nightstand, along with the tea, and gather his pile of tissues to throw them out. "Come on, Nico, sit up for me," you nudge gently.

"Can't Schatz," he murmurs "too cold,"

You pad to the closet with a sigh and pull out one of Nicos fleece hoodies. "Put this on, baby." You say handing it to him. He reluctantly removes himself from his blanket cocoon and pulls the hoodie over his head. He takes the bowl of soup gratefully, and you slip under the blankets beside him, curling against his side.

"Thank you, my love," he murmurs, pressing a kiss against your forehead.

You wrinkle your nose, "Ew, I don't want your germs Neeks!" You squeak, dramatically rubbing his kiss off your forehead.

He chuckles and then coughs. After he finishes his soup and complains the entire time he drinks the tea, the two of you fall asleep curled into one another. And if a week a later Nico is the one spoon feeding you medicine, and disposing of your snotty tissues well...

That's what love is.

#guess who's still not doing her assignment 🤪#feeling silly goofy #its due in an hour!#and instead here i am!#nico hischier #nico hischer x reader #nh13 #nhl imagines #nhl blurb #nico hischer blurb #nico hischer imagine #hes so precious

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diana-thyme · 4 months

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Greek Gods 101: Persephone

Persephone is a goddess of the underworld, spring growth, agriculture, renewal, death and rebirth, and the cycle of life. Excluding the universal offerings, some common offerings include:

Flowers

Bones

Pomegranate and Pomegranate Products

Depictions or Imagery of Butterflies

Seeds

Tea

Dirt from a Dead Plant (or Person)

Wine

Depictions or Imagery of Pigs

For devotional acts, some activities that can be done for her include:

Gardening

Taking Care of Graveyards

Visiting Forests and Fields

Learn About Local Plants, Flowers, and Herbs

Going Bone Hunting

Creating Flower Crowns

Creating a more Biodiverse Lawn/Backyard

Not Killing Animals (Spiders, Mice, Etc.)

She is celebrated in multiple Athenian holidays:

Lesser Mysteries

Eleusinian Mysteries

Proerosia

Stenia

Thesmophoria

Heliogenna

#Persephone #persephone deity #persephone goddess #deities #hellenism #helpol #hellenic #hellenic pagan #hellenic polytheism #hellenic polytheist #hellenic community #hellenic deities

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alta1red · 2 months

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EDEN. | 𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑬 II. Your very presence,

𝑺��𝑷𝑵𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑺 : THE HAZBIN HOTEL CAST AND THEIR OPINION OF YOU.

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 : ( None that I'm aware of, although do inform me if I missed something ! )

𝑷𝑻 : II

♪

" Well.. Uh, Eden ! I can happily say you've got the job ! " Charlie happily announced, seemingly overflowing with excitement, observing the pep in her step as she walked towards you —she took your hands in hers as she shook it with vigorous energy.

" I'm so happy you joined us, here at Hazbin Hotel ! "

— Bingo, just what you needed to hear from the 'Little Morningstar' Herself. After all, your resume was damn near flawless, ( although erasing abit of your lore, like, you being an important figure up in the clouds ! ) Denying such a resume would be an utter loss the hotel of course !

— The hard part, however, is pretending to be a Sinner —And while sure you're not exactly a Saint, you've been drilled with proper manners, and overly kiss-ass behavior from Michael's, " How to be a proper Angel 101, " Lessons.

— Working as a gardener was easy in the long run, you've been taking care of plants for millennia — Although you could say a little One-Eyed Darling is abit iffy with the soil you had staining and dirtying your uniform, and well.. the dirt in general, but ! You were of course polite, being a dirty slob was incredibly embarrassing !

— So, just to ease Niffty you kept the dirt, soil, and grime all In the outside. ( Exception is the dirt, soil, and grime in the flower pots.. ) You often lead her to bug species that were harmful to your plants, finding amusement as she ruthlessly, and painstakingly kills their mother's. Maybe Charlie should say that she's only 75% percent harmless ?

— Your relationship with the Daughter of the Morningstar was, peaceful, maybe? You often let her rant to you about mundane stuff, finding her little shows and musicals, ballad's and all the such abit endearing, often leading you to follow the rhythm, and tapping your finger along to the beat as she sings, ( although you never joined such activities, ) You notice alot of her quirks, like her using hand gestures, her mushing out on a few words, ( and how she's abit naïve to how some of the residences -sinners, ehem, if not most of them were rather unredeemable. )

— She often reminded you of a certain Seraphim from up there, their resemblance being uncanny, but nostalgic. And due to you getting used to the Seraphim's personality you found it relatively easy to get along with Charlie, your day to day chats, and her suggestions for flowers were a delight, ( Let's hope she doesn't find out a few of the flowers she suggested, and you planted, don't belong in Hell. )

— She thinks that you're reliable, and a very comforting person to be around —She truly believes you deserve to be redeemed with how righteous and charitable you act, she considers you a sister, a person she can rely on when things go south, someone to have sibling conversation's with !

— Although, her girlfriend —Angel in disguise, hehe. You noticed Vaggie held a tense atmosphere around you, not that you minded, you were new, and 'Sinners' aren't exactly to be trusted, but you both kept a respectful and polite attitude towards eachother, in respect of Charlie.

— As time passed however Vaggie found you oddly nostalgic, your behavior.. and your mannerisms were too 'pristine' and 'polished' almost as if you'd been drilled with lessons for so long, or, maybe Vaggie was just imagining it, you held an aura which screamed 'Noble' in some way, but with the way you carried yourself..

— Vaggie had to just be imagining when she saw Blue Blood drip down from your finger, right?

— Now, moving on to Alastor; he was polite to all the ladies in the Hotel ( Including you, ) however you always notice how his shadows linger longer than they're supposed to, ( Is he watching ? ) He held a dignified aura within him, his voice —Static, that's what you could hear, and if you didn't pay much attention maybe you would've missed how there was a laughing track, only heard if you payed more attention than you should.

— Your first meeting with him, was.. well, eerie.

— " Alastor'— He grabbed your hand and shook it, the action causing you to tumble abit, before gaining composure —' Pleasure to be meeting you dear, quite a pleasure ! " He greeted, giving you his all too famous never ending smile. You smiled back politely, and then said, " Eden.. Although you could call m— nevermind, I'm the new gardener, honor to meet you Sir ! " You gave back the same energy, it's impolite to not too after all.

— Alastor enjoys your modest fashion, and how polite you are, quite a darling ! ( He doesn't like you. )

— For Angel Dust's opinion however.. A prude, with a clean streak ( how'd ya even end up in hell with such a goody-goody personality ? ) Sure Toot's, everyone has their own secrets but being so mysterious in a place like Hell ? Might aswell just be open with your crimes and all, not like anyone has the ability to judge ( Hell is Hell, )

— Although your company ain't too bad, after all —You give 'hella good advice, however he recognizes that look on your face —You're hidin' something big-time, and even then with your reckless and ditzy actions he KNOWS you aren't tryna' hide it at all.

— Husk.. He pays zero mind to you, often having chats some nights when you go for a swig- or -two, you were cryptic —In a different way, unlike a certain Smiles for Day's. You weren't eerie, neither creepy, just too secretive, everyone's knows it.

— Husk knows how Alastor feels about you, and to be honest, it ain't pretty. Consider how he knows about Alastor's certain feelings about someone being far more powerful, being petty, and all.

— But how much longer until everyone knows how deep of an entity you actually are?

FIN.

#Hazbin #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin alastor #hazbin #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin x you #hazbin x reader #yandere hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel niffty #alta1red

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kitchenwitchery72 · 1 year

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Herbalism 101: Bay Leaves

EP. 2

Bay leaves are one of my absolute favorite herbs when cooking with intention. They are delicious and very common in tons of food cultures. On top of this, they are quite easily accessible.

Properties: Protection, healing, success

Uses in the Kitchen

Bay laurel, more commonly referred to as Bay leaves, is a very versatile plant. I often use it in cooking to flavor stocks or pickled goods. With such an aromatic flavor, it tastes great in hearty or acidic dishes. Tying a bunch together with bay leaves, rosemary, and thyme is a great way to add flavor to stock.

Uses in Healing

Bay leaves have a number of benefits when used in herbalism. Bay leaves do have many digestion related benefits. They can help with bloating and gas, in this case I usually use them to make a tea along with peppermint. The leaves are also good for treating certain skin ailments that do not involve broken skin, such as dandruff! Adding bay leaf oil into your hair care routine would be a good option.

Uses in Witchcraft

Bay leaves, particularly in witchcraft, are extremely versatile. One of the most common uses is setting intentions. The easiest way I have found to do this is to use a marker or candle wax to write out your intentions or a sigil onto the Bayleaf itself. I will often use this in simmer pots or cooking (if you are cooking with it, make sure it is a safe marker for that use). Some other ways to use this is burning they leave or putting it in your shoe to carry with you throughout the day.

Tips for Growing at Home

Bay leaves come from a tree called Bay Laurel. They can be grown inside and pruned to be kept at a certain size, but because they are a slow growing tree they can ultimately reach very large sizes when grown outdoors. If you are attempting to grow it inside the most important things are well draining soil, the right amount of humidity, and lots and lots of sunlight.

Bay leaf tea

In order to make this tasty and beneficial tea, you only need a few things: 2 bay leaves, 1 cinnamon stick, and hot water. Steep the ingredients as you would any tea and enjoy while hot. I drink this when I'm having stomach issues or I'm feeling a bit on edge.

As always, this is not medical advice. These are helpful home tips and remedies, but they will not cure diseases.

#kitchen witch #witchcraft #witch #green witch #cottage witch #herbs #magick #spellwork #herbalism #herbalmedicine #herbalism 101 #bay leaves #bay leaf #intentions

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s0lam33y · 3 months

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I CARE 4 YOU

[shuririweek, day 1: fluff]

summary: basic sick-fic. Shuri is hella stubborn, that’s abt it.

A/n: Ive had to redo this a good 3 times. Anyway, this was requested on my old acc and I’ve finally finished up, hopefully whoever requested this is still around 😭

@shuririweek @mal-urameshi @neptoons1998

I love going on missions. More than anything. But this one had to get cut short once I got news of Shuri being sick. I’ve only been gone for 48 hours, I’ve just landed back from a mission only to hear that my beautiful wife is sick. And I thought that shit was a joke because how the fuck does she get sick? She’s got one of the most powerful plants in her system and not only that we’ve got the most advanced technology known to man.

I crack the bedroom door open only to find Shuri turned into a mass of blankets wrapped up in our thick comforter. I drop my duffel bag in front of the door and walk towards her, peeling away the layers of the covers.

I hear her heavy breathing and I see her pretty face in real-time for the first time in 2 days. Her cheeks are hot and sweat dampens her skin.

“Hey, baby…” I whisper doing my best to keep my volume down. She doesn’t respond, her eyes shut close and her body curled into itself. I gather her in my arms and it’s enough for her to blink her pretty eyes open.

The white in her eyes is red and her skin is damn near dripping.

“Have you not had any medicine?” I question, whether she shouldn’t be doing this bad with how much tech we have. But knowing her, she’s so damn stubborn. I should know better than to ask, her throat is probably scratchy.

“I’m fine.” She mumbles trying to turn around but her body is too weak to.

I move her curls out of the way and look at her clothing, my red MIT sweats and a white shirt, the same outfit she was in when I last FaceTimed her right before landing.

She hasn’t left her room at all, I’m assuming while I peel back her shirt to feel how damp it is, I touch the skin along her abdomen and it’s hot to the touch.

I grab her wrist to navigate her kimoyo beads and begin to administer some herbal medicine.

“Griot, give me Shuri’s Stats please,” I order.

“Griot, don’t do that.” She groans, grabbing my wrist.

“I’m sorry, Your Highnesses, whose orders do I follow?” Griot questions and she reacts too slowly for him to catch anything.

“Mine,” I answer clearly.

“The Queen’s temperature is at 101 degrees Fahrenheit, she’s been in and out of sleep for 30 hours, her heart rate is at 69 beats per minute,”

The only thing alarming is her temperature.

“Shuri, I ain't tryna scold you right now, but why didn’t you say nothing?” I ask only for her to groan.

“M’fine, it happens.”

“Walk then,” I tell her and she looks at me like I’m crazy. Then she rubs her eyes and sits up slowly. She’s only sitting up because I’m supporting her back so I let go only for her back to hit the bed.

“Fuck off.” She curses and it makes me laugh harder than I have all week. When I’m done laughing, I help her off the bed and onto the sofa bed that’s across from it.

I change the sheets for her to her favorite dark purple ones and clean up all the stuff she’s left around the room.

“Griot, did the Queen get her shots this year?” I ask, I’m not sick and no one else in the citadel is. I settle next to her and she’s not asleep, just blinking slow as fuck.

“Yes, however, it had left her system once she took the herb,”

She had a challenge to the throne a week ago by someone from the river tribe, and she was fine at first. Maybe that entire month of training drained her body a lot.

“Is there any other reason why she could be so sick?”

“The Queen hasn’t had a sufficient amount of water in a couple of days, Her body is also trying to handle the effects of the herb being back in her body,” Griot says as I place her head onto my thighs and watch her lie down. Her lips are parted just a little and her breathing is so shallow.

“I’m fine like I’m okay,” She insists.

“Dude, literally shut up,” I say and it earns me a dopey smile.

She’s shaking a little and her clothes are nearly drenched I feel her forehead with the back of my hand. She’s nowhere near burning up. Her skin feels normal just damp. What the fuck is goin on?

I’m confused, this AI ain’t helping me, I hate this.

I get up slowly so I don’t move too fast. I’ve spent days bandaging her up as she has for me but this is sickness, not wounds. There’s not a single scientific explanation I can think of that explains this.

“Griot, what should I do?”

“Keep her awake, A very hot shower should help, a couple of herbs can be found in the garden that should be able to ease her pain, I’ll make a list for you and you may demand it once ready.”

Sounds like a plan.

….

“Shuri, get in the shower,” I order only for her to glare at me.

“No, you don’t see how hot it is? Are you mad?” She asks, sniffling while steam fills up the bathroom.

“You’ve fought wars, Shuri, get in the shower, ‘it’ll help I swear,” I tell her. She’s always been so picky about the temperature in the shower which is one of the reasons why we can’t ever shower together. She loves her a cold shower and I can’t stand it. I wouldn’t take a cold shower if you paid me. She says they help her get ready for the day but I would never.

“You already naked man, just get in the water,” I mutter, she’s only in a towel and she’s already undressed. I need her to just get in.

“A’ight listen, man, If you don’t get in the damn shower-“

“Then what?” She challenges, letting out a little cough while she’s at it. I’ve lifted her before, that’s only happened recently. I wasn’t able to do that when I first met her. But I’ll do it again if I have to.

“Shuri, please, it’s not that bad.” She steps closer and puts her hand out to feel the water.

“It’s too hot.”

“I’ll get in with you.” I offer.

“I guess it’s not so bad then.”

…

“Shuri, open your mouth,” I tell her, calmly as I pour the syrup into a cup. She looks at me in disgust and shakes her head like a kid. It’s medicinal syrup, made here that I take when I’m sick and I feel better by the morning.

But unlike Shuri, I ain’t this fucking stubborn.

She turns over in bed till she’s lying on her back. After a couple of seconds, her mouth opens slightly for her to breathe.

“Fine.” She groans before taking it all in one sip. Her lips curl in disgust before she lifts the comfort over her body and I can hear her breathing as she huffs. She turns so her back faces me.

“You’re acting like a kid.” I chuckle when she coughs.

“You’re the height of one.”

“You sure you sick? ‘Cause you got a lot of slick-ass comments.” She doesn’t say anything and I realize it’s because she’s finally asleep.

We end up falling asleep soon after and she wakes up, refreshed, earlier than I do. Like she was never sick. I have to get back to my mission but I wake up feeling dizzy, my head is pounding.

I feel her hand on my forehead, gently caressing my baby hairs while I do my best to sit up.

“Tell them you can’t make it to the mission.” She murmurs.

#shuririweek2024 #riri williams #shuri udaku #shuriri

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preservationofnormalcy · 8 days

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Hey, glowing ball of light on my yard. Not normal. No physical presence. Do you guys need to get out here or should I just wait it out?

It's just light energy. Seemingly sunlight. Mostly a nuisance, it's not burning anything. Just a bright ball. I tried to cover it but the tarp just kinda went through it. So yeah. Or of ideas other than "build a box around it".

Hm, sunlight. I’d be careful, sunlight is nothing if not the byproduct of a massive nuclear reaction. I’d keep your distance and watch the grass or plants nearby. If it seems okay, it might be safe enough to go near it. Still be careful. If you’ve got a Geiger counter handy (and everyone should!) test it out.

We’ll send someone out, but in the meantime, you might feel it necessary to, yes, build a box around it. But not just any box. You’re going to want to get copper mesh and construct a faraday cage. It’s actually sold as a pest control tool, but you can use it as an apotropiac in a pinch!

You’d be surprised how often faraday cages work. In this cage you can probably just put a table under it and line a cardboard box in the mesh, then put it over top. Or failing that, put it on your windows.

I need to find the pamphlet I made ages ago. Apotropiacs And You: Protection 101! Jenny, can you —

#office for the preservation of normalcy #ask #advice

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talkingtomyhouseplants · 2 years

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Yes, bugs could be hiding!

Use neem oil as prevention for your babies! 💚 I often use a milder solution.

I get the neem oil concentrate and make the solution myself. It gives me the flexibility to prepare my own strength and at the same time it is cheaper.

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authorgirl0131 · 2 years

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Making Monster High a little more... Monstrous

Werewolves are obligate carnivores and cannot properly digest vegetation. They also run hot, with the healthy temperature being 101 to 102 F

In the same vein, they will becomes sick if they eat stuff like chocolate, tomato, onion, etc

Zombies like Ghoulia always smell like rich, wet earth. Not even the strongest perfumes can completely mask it

Mummies like Cleo survive without most of their organs

Gorgons like Deuce are cold-blooded and can't survive temperatures less than 60 F.

Fire elementals like Holt and Heath run very hot, to the point where they have an aura of heat like an open flame. They also have a higher blood oxygen, levels that are dangerous for a human.

Human-ish monsters like Jackson or Bloodgood have to be careful around vampires. Even vegan vamps like Draculaura could go into a frenzy at the sight of blood if they're hungry enough.

Ghosts, phantoms, reapers, and others have an aura of cold around them

Snow monsters like Abbey are most comfortable in temperatures less than 32 F and can't survive temperatures greater than 80 F. All snow monsters at Monster High have a thirty-minute break every two hours to retreat to the freezer to keep their temperature at safe levels

Aquatic monsters like Lagoona are always allowed to go to the gym, even in the middle of class, to use the shower and rehydrate their skin.

Twyla has to focus to be solid. Most of the time she's as material as a mist

Gargoyles like Rochelle are naturally drawn to high places

Plant monsters like Venus are producers, meaning they need sunlight, water, and a nutrient mixture so that they can make their own food

Ghosts can't have anything with salt, vampires and werewolves can't touch silver

#monster high

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maximotts · 1 year

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Hi Motts! Hi Motts!

For the lil jealousy prompt thingy:

“I’m not jealous, I’m being absolutely reasonable.”

With the love of my life, emo!Wanda. Please and thank you.

(giving you a huge hug just because)

HELLO LIL BEAN!! I'm doing yours first because you said you were feeling sad! I'm sending you a biiigg hug back! 💖

I don't really think this requires any warnings? Maybe just.. Wanda being clingy and intimidating, but in a sexy and fun way? Whatever, she's hot let's just go with it.

jealousy prompts.

"I'm not jealous, I'm being absolutely reasonable."

If Wanda wasn't currently burrowing deep as she could into your neck, she could've seen your smile. Instead, she heard the faint rumble of laughter against your throat and pouted, an indignant huff blowing just under the collar of your shirt. "Is that what we're calling what you're doing now?"

Wanda rarely made an appearance at Tony's parties, preferring to keep to herself instead of trying to worm her way through drunken groups of her teammates and upper end Stark Industries employees. Tonight she'd decided to step out, be social, show up and hopefully spend some time with you publicly before retiring to either of your rooms— but Wanda hadn't seen you in party mode before.

Not that you were rowdy, nothing of the sort, but conversation came easy to you and after a few years more than her with the Avengers, you had a thousand and one stories to capture any audience. One group in particular was the sort Wanda minded, the girls who giddily hung on your every word, laughing absurdly hard in an attempt to lean in closer. The ones who were so eager to grab you another drink, to put their arms around you as if you were theirs. And you.. you let them.

Except you weren't theirs; you were hers.

"This right here? Planting yourself in my lap in the middle of a party? That's jealousy 101, sweetheart." Wanda scoffed bitterly, brushing off your accusation in the same breath she wound her arms tighter around your midsection.

So what if Wanda gently persuaded the individuals she deemed too touchy away from you? Women went to the bathroom together all the time; there wasn't anything out of the ordinary with their departure. And you would've thought nothing of it, if you hadn't caught that fading red glow from your girlfriend's eyes as she made her way to you a few moments ago.

"I could've made them eat those tongues they clearly wanted to shove down your throat-" She was cut off by her own yelp, the hand that'd been resting on the small of her back delivering a swift swat to her ass as a warning to behave.

Part of you wanted to believe Wanda wouldn't actually do something so grotesque... the other part of you had seen the lengths she'd go to not only get what she wanted, but to keep what's hers as well. When you pulled her away, she whined so pitifully you had to let this laugh escape. "Such big, scary words from such a clingy little thing."

"Careful, or I'll make you eat your words right along with theirs." You were pushing Wanda's buttons on purpose now, toeing that fine line of annoying her and genuinely getting on her nerves. The latter brought out the version of your girlfriend who never hesitated reminding you who exactly was the one in charge. Because it wasn't you, not really.

Maybe it was the public setting that saved you, or the self-preserving act of knowing when you shut your mouth, but after a minute, the brunette's shoulders slumped once more, her hands reaching out to play with one of your own. Just to keep touching you; Wanda could never get enough of the feel of your warm skin against her own... hers to hold and examine and stroke black-lacquered nails over your open palm, "Asking them to go away was me being reasonable."

Before you could utter another word, her lips crashed into yours, instantly taking ownership of a kiss that, if any of the slurred laughs and taunts were an indicator, the people still lingering around noticed full well. Wanda wanted them to notice; if they needed to see anything about you, it was this: you were well and truly spoken for by a girl who has no issue with reclaiming what's hers.

"Now... we're going to go upstairs and when we get to my room, I'm going to sit on your lap just like this," Wanda sat up on her knees, forced your head back over the couch, hand splayed possessively over your throat and jaw until you were forced to keep eye contact with her and it now was your turn to utter a pathetic noise, the cool metal of her rings stinging your suddenly heightened nerves. "And this time when I'm right here, you're going to show me how sorry you are for letting those silly girls fawn all over you. Understood?"

"Whatever you say, Wands..." Wanda didn't typically use her powers on you without explicit consent, but that dangerous crimson hue shone bright in her eyes again as her free hand dragged her finger over your swollen lips and you knew she was contemplating it.

Maybe if you asked her nicely, she'd agree just this once. "Make sure to say please and I'll think about it."

#I hope that you like this bean!! I didn't know if you wanted soft or mean wanda so you got a little of both #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x fem!reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff fic #marvel imagine #maximotts #motts writes.

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stardustkrishnaverse · 7 months

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TEXTING HINDU GODS PT.2

cos i couldnt get enough 😂

RAMA 🫶:

- replies with a wholesome and sweet paragraph LITERALLY EVERY TIME

- asks you about your day

- tells you what him and his fam did that day

- helps you make friends ('Don't worry - you're so sweet and kind! You have got this! 🤗')

- emotional breakdown support 101

- does random facetimes to show you nice things he finds in the forest

- does group vid calls to show everyone

-- > does 'campfire sessions' on group vid call where you all play antakshari or tell stories together

- gives the best life advice, on parallel with Krishna's (surprise surprise amirite)

y/n : hi Ram ji :)

Rama : Hi my priye y/n, so good to hear from you! You know, today we saw this beautiful flower in the forest that I'm pretty sure is a Golden Arch Dendrobium - Lakshmana says we have come to the areas of Bharat where it is a native plant! Its colour was so mesmerising and bright - it looked so lovely in Sitey's hair! I wish you were here to see it 🥰 [Sends pic of flower]

y/n : *sends 10min voice note of emotional breakdown*

rama : *sends multiple vns back right away with lots of affirmations and emotional support. if your love language is physical touch he also posts you a hand-knit jumper or a crochet teddy for you to snuggle*

HANUMAN 🫶:

- another one for speed dial

- happy to help in every circumstance

-- > but may not help with picking outfits as he'll find smth nice to say for every option 😂💓

- BEST motivation and motivational speeches

- will pretend to study with you on vid call so you can have a study buddy 🥺

- if you can't sleep at night, will be on phone call telling a wholesome story to send u to sleep (most likely smth about his or shri ram's adventures)

- will highly appreciate you sharing your fave Shri Ram bhajans with him

- begins and ends every convo with 'JSR 🙏' (Jai Shri Ram)

- in summary: your fave uncle, grandad and brother in one

- in bg of all of Shri Ram's vid calls and says hi haha (he loves to sing in the antakshari and is also such a big hype man 😁)

RADHA 🫶:

- you know that trope about going to dads with all your 'dad needs' like fixing the sink,, well that is radhe with LITERALLY EVERYTHING

- solves all your problems

- is also on speed dial

- is the caring older sister (without the brown eldest sibling trauma 💀)

- reposts all the dumb pics of herself that kanha tags her in and adds individual captions with the patience of only kanhas eternal consort 🥰

kanha : *posts of a pic of himself looking swag and radhe scratching her nose mid blink* RADHE ❤️

radhe : *resharing* I've never looked so good, new pfp material 😂

kanha : *comments* wow i get to be in ur pfp 🥹🥹🥹🥹 #blessed

radha : like u are not literally in all of them 🙄

y/n : *posts a vid of radha single-handedly doing dhakka to y/n's broken down car, kanha doing 😍 face in bg*

#guess whos back lol #gopiblr #krishna #krishnablr #hindu memes #hindu mythology #ramayana meme #shri ram #hanuman #radharani #ramayana squad are wholesome beans 🥺#lakshmana takes some time to get comfortable with u tho

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rukia-writes · 1 year

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Zeus x human! Reader

Warnings: 18+, no minors 🔞, rough sex, nudity, cussing, dirty talk, pregnancy.

A/N: I got lazy 🤧 and said headcanons.

🌿There was a time gods and humans were close. Being ruler of the cosmos Zeus heard about Adam being expelled from the garden of Eden decided to check and see how things were going on earth.

🌿There wasn’t anything else to do at the moment, why not?

🌿From what Zeus could gather from disguise as a eagle; Adam had been a little busy over the years as the kids running around were the giveaway. Zeus noticed a few older ones; two brothers. Not interested but noted.

🌿Zeus eventually noticed a young woman with the two brothers; wearing nothing but fig leaves and leaf vines. Zeus was interested.

🌿(Name) was Adam and Eve’s first daughter and definitely cherished. Zeus could tell and as a relatively young god himself he wanted to introduce himself. So, Zeus waited until she was by herself in the apple orchard that Adam planted to introduce himself.

🌿With one thing leading to another, and with a young Zeus charm and silver tongue, the two keep their relationship a secret, Zeus calls it a just me and you space. Zeus visits earth whenever he can and when he visits he always brings (Name) whether, it’s a necklace or clothes for the harsh winter or even flowers.

🌿the longer this continues they both fall in love with Zeus able to convince his sweet (Name) (with that silver tongue of his) to move away from Adam. He’s not scared of Adam but because he’s precious to (Name) he doesn’t want to have hurt anyone if they get in his way. (I promise he means well)

🌿Always calls (Name) princess, sometimes it’s other nicknames; sweetie, sunshine, honey, babe. But 90% of the time it’s princess.

🌿So when Adam sees his daughter after many years with a whole army of kids and (Name) holding a baby in her arms he’s in awe on the inside but calm on the outside as a group of kids (with familiar thick eyebrows) crowd around calling him grandpa. Adam doesn’t even question it and just welcomes them all by carrying them in his arms.

🌿 Eve also welcomed them as well as Abel but Cain is the one who asks (Name) aloud who the father is; (Name) just says they were gifts from above.

🌿Adam: ah, they are demi gods. Still my grandchildren. (Is what Adam tells himself)

🌿Zeus keeps in constant contact with his lover and children and always provides, whether it’s new shoes or clothes, or food (brings a shit ton of food, he limits sweets because some the children have already developed strength/powers and well… you get it.)

🌿Loves all his children and when the children get a smart with their mother (As all children do) when Zeus isn’t around he’ll send a thunderbolt because he hears and knows. ⚡️

🌿 When the time comes Zeus takes care of (Name)’s soul personally; she’s special after all. If any god asks why he does it he just says he wants to make sure the souls go where they are needed before he lets the valkyries do this job.

🌿 But even as a soul he still loves his princess, keeps an eye on his descendants and knows them all.

🌿Of course when Ragnarok happens; R2 is DISCOURSE 101. because Adam sees Zeus in his older appearance and is confused because Adam remembers (Name) telling him that her lover was handsome with long blonde hair and rippling muscles; a handsome god. This guy is just old. So when Zeus admits he met (Name) in his prime;younger years when he was much handsomer god. Adam is like: 👍🏻 I’m still giving you hands.

🌿the rest of R2 is discourse since (Name) has her father and lover fighting to the death. (And we all know what happens)

It was the first time god and human came together.

The sky was dark as the stars lit up stronger than before and the small river that ran inside the cave made for a beautiful scenery.

Stories go Zeus was born in a cave, and now he was making love to his first human lover in a cave.

As slowly slid his thick cock inside his sweet (Name)’s cunt Zeus felt her tighten around his cock making him moan a loud as his hands never left her hips. Muttering, “amazing.” To himself as he believed this human felt better than any goddess he had before as Zeus had bottomed out as his whole cock was inside her now he felt amazing.

Passion and lust mixed between them as Zeus’ sped up to match his lustful feelings, (Name) had felt many emotions but nothing felt as good as the king of the gods fucking her. Zeus had a tight grip on her hips as he fucked her from behind with her hands pressed against the cave wall. Every time she said Zeus he only fucked her harder as his lust reached an all time high as he didn’t hesistate to cum inside her.

Enjoying the high of his climax and the tightness of her cunt made the god of the cosmos only want more and so for the rest of the night Zeus delighted himself inside his beautiful princess and she enjoyed every minute as well.

The next day, rather morning, Zeus decided to wake her up with a call of his own as (Name)’s toes curled with her wrapped around his waist she pulled him closer to her making her moan his name a loud on her bed, as her mind went numb (Name) felt Zeus massage her breasts. Lightly grabbing them and then releasing them, repeating in a steady motion.

“Zeus-! I think-I think-“

“It’s ok princess. Just enjoy it.”

Kissing her forehead and calling her princess (Name) felt love and passion intertwine as she felt that feeling grow more intense by the second. Zeus loved the way she tightened around his cock, the way her breasts moved and he loved the way she said his name.

One last call of Zeus’ name she reached her limit, her first climax, a feeling that was both sweet and exciting. Kissing her cheek Zeus as he gave several lust filled thrusts before reaching his own euphoric climax, tightly holding her hips in placed as he filled her cunt to the brim with his cum.

“Amazing, simply amazing my princess.”

Kissing each other two felt like the only one in the world and the fun wasn’t over yet. The next few days were a blur to (Name) as she constantly rode the godfather’s cock, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her and of course Zeus didn’t deny her once.

Not at night when the two were supposed to be asleep.

The two couldn’t stay away from each other, Zeus always wanted a partner that matched his sexual libido in the bedroom and he found that in (Name). Zeus enjoyed sex and he enjoyed many positions with (Name), eating her out was his favorite thing as he enjoyed licking and sucking her clit and licking her cunt as he held her thighs.

Several times Zeus forgot about his meetings and barely made them. Even as quick as he was it was close and yet no one seemed to mind since he did show up. When the day came that (Name) was pregnant with his child he was overjoyed and excited as he twirled her around in the air and hugged her close to him.

Zeus was sure his descendants would reign for thousands of years, his princess was so sweet and kind and with his strength and might surely it would be so.

For she was his princess and always would be.

🎀Rukia-Writes🎀

#Zeus x reader #ror x reader #record of ragnarok x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie headcanons

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diana-thyme · 2 months

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Greek Gods 101: Gaea

Gaea is a goddess of the Earth. Excluding the universal offerings, some common offerings include:

Dirt

Plants

Anything Found in Nature (Leaves, Twigs, Flowers, Etc.)

Seeds

Eggshells

Moss

Bones or Other Parts of Animals (Real or Fake)

Natural/Organic Items (Fibers, Foods, Etc.)

For devotional acts, some activities that can be done for her include:

Taking Care of Plants

Cleaning Up Litter

Taking Care of Animals

Sitting in Nature

Foraging

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

Feed Wild Animals (i.e. throw some bird seed out)

She is not celebrated in any Athenian holidays.

Disclaimer: Please do not approach wild animals or feed them human food. Doing so would actively hurt the animals. Please do research before feeding something to an animal. Please be sure the other animals in your area can eat the food as well. Research local animals before setting food out.

#Gaea #gaea deity #gaea goddess #gaia #gaia deity #gaia goddess #deities #hellenism #helpol #hellenic #hellenic pagan #hellenic polytheism #hellenic polytheist #hellenic community #hellenic deities

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elizabethemerald · 1 year

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Summoning the Cat: Part 4

Jazz paced idly around Ms. Kyle- Selina’s penthouse. She and Danny were out jumping across the rooftops of Gotham. It was apparently part of Selina’s Cat Burglar 101 course. At least in Gotham the most efficient way to navigate the city was by the rooftops. While Danny could fly without effort there was too large of a risk of his use of his ghost powers attracting the attention of either the Fentons or the GIW. So as part of their desire for him to balance his abilities, Selina is teaching him to traverse the city using as little of his powers as possible, just enough flight to make an extra long jump, just enough intangibility to pass through a hanging wire, just enough invisibility to blink out of sight on the cameras that patrolled the city.

Honestly she loved the plan the three of them had come up with for Danny’s training in the past week. It was the perfect mix of ghost skills and master thief skills. He would eventually be able to leave just the right amount of a trace that no one would suspect his abilities but never enough to follow back to him.

With Danny finally having someone in his life who cared about him and wanted him to be happy and succeed in life, Jazz wasn’t sure what to do with herself. She had spent years caring for Danny. Being the only person to care for Danny. She had gone to all of his Parent-Teacher conferences since middle school. She was the one who tried to make sure he ate enough, even going hungry herself to do so. After she found out about his accident she was the one who patched him up after his ghost fights and each time their parents shot at him. With Selina in Danny’s life, he didn’t need her any more.

She guessed the best option would be to get her diploma from Gotham Academy, then apply to Gotham University. She could probably maintain a high enough grade to qualify for her scholarships and work at the same time, though she wasn’t certain that she would be able to afford even a one bedroom apartment outside of Crime Alley. Hopefully in between learning from Selina and his own classes Danny could visit her, though she wasn’t certain it would be the safest for him.

Jazz tilted her head, knocked out of her spiraling thoughts by a sound outside the front door of the penthouse. Danny and Selina had left off the balcony only a few minutes ago. There was no reason they would be back already or coming back through the door. Jazz jumped over the kitchen island, grabbed one of Selina’s nice knives from the knife block and tucked into a forward roll. She came up, Fenton Blaster in one hand, knife in the other, just as the door to the Penthouse burst open.

“Girls Nigh- Oh.” Standing in the doorway, hands in the air still holding a glass bottle in one hand and a bag of groceries in the other. “Ooh. Good reaction time, Jazzy. But it’s just your aunties! Aunt Harley and Aunt Ivy!”

Jazz didn’t lower her blaster, though she did take a small step back so she was out of range of a potential kick from Harley.

“Can you both prove you are who you say you are?” Jazz asked, her voice harsh. While Selina had mentioned that the rest of the Sirens would be visiting at some point she didn’t want to trust just anyone who showed up at the door.

Harley lowered her hands and put one finger on her chin as she thought for a moment. Then she bent backwards into a perfect bridge, setting down the groceries as she did so. She lifted her legs into the air, slowly and methodically until she was standing on her hands. Just in case that wasn’t enough she balanced on one hand so she could wave at Jazz.

Ivy had given her a raised eyebrow at her demand but after Harley’s display she crooked her finger towards one of the plants in the corner making the tendrils grow and wave in the air causing all the cats in the penthouse to go wild trying to chase the vines.

“Do you know many people who can control plants with a thought?” Ivy asked, her voice low.

“Actually, yes.” Jazz said, though she still lowered her blaster. “I know a few different people who can control plants. Harley’s was more convincing.”

“Oh? I’d love to meet these others at some point.” Ivy said with almost a purr in her voice as she and Harley entered the penthouse and made themselves at home on Selina’s furniture.

“Well, one of them is a ghost who used plants to control people so hopefully we don’t see him any time soon, the other is one of the girl’s he controlled and some of his plant control stayed with her. It shouldn’t be too hard to introduce you to Sam, she’s a big fan of yours.”

“Lovely.”

The two women lounged on the furniture while Jazz stood awkwardly nearby, unsure if she should offer them drinks or anything like that.

“Uh, not to be rude, but why are you here now?”

“Girls Night!” Harley shouted again. “Selina always invites us for girls night and we have fun, drink, bitch about the bat, all the usual things people do during girls nights!”

“Oh. Sorry, you just missed Ms. Kyle and Danny. I’m sure I can give them a call, but I think they had more training they wanted to do today.”

“Nah, we’re not here for them, we’re here for you!” Harley said with a cheer.

Jazz twisted slightly as she heard the shuffle of plants around her and she was soon lifted off her feet and dropped onto one of Selina’s comfortable couches. When Ivy’s plants withdrew, Jazz glanced over to the balcony a moment before there was a thump of someone landing outside the sliding glass doors. A much quieter thump followed the first.

She raised her eyebrows as Spoiler and Black Bat opened the sliding door and entered the penthouse, the latter much quieter than the former, but still detectable to the senses of a liminal. The two heroes shed their costumes rapidly, Spoiler pulling a set of comfortable pajamas from… somewhere.

“You guys didn’t start without us did you?” She asked, Black Bat leaning around her to wave to Jazz.

“Not at all! We just got here! Go change and get comfortable!”

Jazz could only watch in confusion as the two of them darted off.

“Uh, if you’d like to have a party, I think Danny might be upset if he misses out?”

“Nah, kiddo. We’re here for you.” Harley said with a smile.

“That’s true, he asked Selina to call us over when he knew he would be having a training session today.” Ivy said.

“What? Why?”

“Because Danny’s worried about you.” Stephanie emerged from the back rooms followed by Cassandra who was keeping a close eye on Jazz. The two girls plopped down onto a couch and cuddled up close.

“Why is he worried about me? I’m not in any danger?”

Harley sat forward and gave her a kind smile.

“I hear you’re big into psychology, is that right?” She asked and when Jazz nodded, Harley continued. “I used to be something of a psychologist myself, I don’t have the license any more but I still remember the things I learned. So tell me, what happens when someone is under a lot of stress for a long time?”

“Your body releases cortisol which can cause numerous problems over time.” Jazz answered immediately.

“That’s right. And Danny was in a real stressful situation for a really long time.” Jazz nodded, she completely agreed. “And it was probably stressful for you having to watch over your little brother when those things happened, right?”

Jazz hesitated and started running her nails up and down her legs.

“It’s fine. I’m older than Danny is. I’ll be ok.” She said, not looking at any of them.

“Come on Jazz. You know that’s not how it works. We’re not here to confront you, this isn’t an intervention. Danny just wants you to have friends and if your friends just happen to be a former criminal clown, an eco terrorist and two themed vigilanties, then that just means you don’t have to explain any of your weirdness. What do you say?”

Jazz held herself back for a moment longer, but she couldn’t deny their logic. So she nodded and let herself relax. She changed into her own pjs and shared drinks and snacks and stories with the others for hours.

It felt… good. She had been so afraid for so long. Afraid of losing her brother or having to see him after he was tortured by their parents again. Afraid of someone in their town getting hurt. Afraid more than anything that Danny would hate her for not saving him from the Portal the first time.

When Danny and Selina eventually landed on the balcony and came in to join the party, Jazz immediately rose and pulled her brother into a tight hug. She held him as tightly as she could and Danny floated the two of them off the ground a little in their hug.

“I love you so much Danny. Thanks for thinking of me.” She whispered in his ear. “Of course Jazz. You’re the best. I wouldn’t have made it through everything that happened if it weren’t for you.”

“Now that you’ve found a new family, you won’t leave me behind will you?” Jazz asked, hesitantly giving voice to her biggest fear.

“Never. You’re always going to be my sister. No matter what.”

She smiled and wiped her tears from her face. When Danny returned her back to the ground she just as hesitantly opened her arms to ask for a hug from Selina. The cat burglar immediately held her tight and pulled Danny into the hug too. Harley took that as an invitation for a group hug and Ivy, Cass and Steph all joined the hug.

Once they eventually broke apart they all settled onto the couches to enjoy some silly movies, some snacks, some nail painting, and most especially some shitting on Batman for being the biggest party pooper in the world.

#dp x dc #jazz fenton #danny phantom #selina kyle #summon the cat #anxiety jazz

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