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marsbar17 · 2 months

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Anymore catalyst x horizon? I love this ship so much 😭❤️ I keep re-reading your other headcanons for them 😭

I'm glad you like my other work! Honestly astrowitch is one of my favorite ships in the game hdjdhaj I love them. I don't know if I have anymore headcannons that I haven't already said so I wrote a small fic instead, I hope you like it :)

Contains: hurt/comfort, established relationship, mention of child loss, grieving

I haven't written hurt/comfort since like middle school please don't bully me hdbsjsj

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The room Horizon sat in smelled heavily of incense and herbs. There were many plants lining the window sills and pretty much every other surface in the room. The space was comfortable, it felt welcoming and friendly.

Across the table in front of her sat Catalyst, looking ethereal like always. She was wearing comfortable clothes, a knit sweater and some sweatpants. She held a deck of tarot cards in her hands, shuffling them expertly. Ah, yes. They were having their weekly tea date. Catalyst had offered to give Horizon a tarot reading, since she seemed more spaced out than usual.

"Just think about what's been troubling you. It could be in the form of a question, or not." Catalyst's voice cut through the silent room, it was smooth. Horizon closed her eyes and thought about it. The room fell into comfortable silence again other than the sound of cards being shuffled and placed on the table. "Okay, open your eyes. Let me see what the cards have to say."

Horizon sipped her tea, tasting like lemon and lavender, and watched her girlfriend flip over the cards. Her fingers were entrancing, the way they moved without stutter or hesitation. She always seemed so confident in her actions. Horizon couldn't help but be amazed.

"The empress, reversed... Five of cups... The sun, reversed... oh Mary, you poor thing." Catalyst's expression changed, and she looked at Horizon in worry. It was obvious the cards weren't saying anything good.

"You're gonna have to tell me what they mean, Tressa. I'm not a mind reader." Horizon joked, trying to cover up her nervousness at the situation. She hated being vulnerable. She was supposed to be the one to comfort others, so when the situation flipped around on her it made her feel weak and scared.

To distract her from her discomfort, Horizon focused on the drawings that adorned the cards. They were hand drawn, all signed with a small star and moon in the bottom corner. Catalyst had made them recently and insisted on giving every legend a tarot reading to break them in. Every reading so far had been pretty positive, singing praise of strength and intelligence. This was the first time Horizon had seen Catalyst so troubled by the cards.

"Are you sure you want to hear it? I'm afraid it will be quite harsh."

"I'm stronger than you think, dear. I can take whatever this deck of cards will tell me." Horizon faked a smile and gestured for the other to go ahead with the reading. Still, Catalyst hesitated for a second.

"Okay," Catalyst sighed. "I just want you to know that I'm here for you."

The Empress is often a sing of fertility and femininity. When reversed, it signifies an emptiness within a person or that insecurities are showing. It can also signify a lack of progress.

"I feel like, maybe you are struggling to heal from a trauma that happened in your life. You miss something, it's making you feel empty, and you haven't been able to accept that it will never come back."

Horizon stared straight at the card, not wanting to see the pity that she could tell was in Catalyst's gaze. She didn't agree nor disagree with the statement, she couldn't bear to lie, but she couldn't admit her struggle either. So she chose to sit in silence and let her girlfriend move on to the next card.

The five of cups is a symbol of negative feelings, and often even just the sight of it makes a person feel discontent. They may be feeling disappointment or like they've been let down by someone close to them. It is also often associated with loss, grief, and mourning.

"You're grieving for someone... or something." Horizon could tell that Catalyst knew exactly who she was grieving for. "You're mourning something that you've lost. This can be the same thing that caused that sense of emptiness."

This time, Catalyst reached over to take Horizon's hand once she was done talking. She rubbed her thumb soothingly over her girlfriend's knuckles, and suddenly Horizon was aware of how her hands looked in comparison to the younger woman's. Horizon wasn't old, but she definitely wasn't young either.

She didn't understand how Catalyst was so okay with dating someone so much older than her. Sure, the age gap wasn't even ten years, but most people felt weird about the whole "lost in a blackhole for 87 years" thing. Catalyst didn't seem to mind though, in fact, she thought it was super interesting how space worked.

"Let's get through the last card. Is that okay, Mary?"

Horizon just nodded, finding that she was too choked up to speak.

The Sun represents joy, happiness, confidence, and success. Somewhat obviously The Sun reversed is a symbol of depression, pessimism, and overall negativity. This may be something bad that has happened to a person, causing them to feel negative, or it can also be a sign that you are being too unrealistic and need to ground yourself.

"The last card is telling me that the cause of your emptiness, your trauma, is preventing you from continuing on in your life. You can't do certain things that you'd like to because of this negativity bearing down on you." Catalyst looked up when she finished talking while Horizon continued to stare at the cards. "Mary... I know you miss Newton."

"I don't want to talk about him, Tressa." For the first time since she entered the room, Horizon didn't try to fake being happy. Catalyst knew that she was grieving, and that fact made her want to hide away forever.

"That's alright, love. What can I do to help you?"

"Some tea would be nice, and maybe we can just sit together?" Horizon looked up into Catalyst's eyes for the first time since the tarot reading began. In her gaze, she found the pity she was afraid of, but it was mostly overwhelmed by adoration and care.

"That sounds lovely. Let me put a kettle on." Catalyst stood up from the table, gently letting go of Horizon's hand as she walked towards the kitchen. "I assume you'd like something calming? Lavender?"

"You know me so well, dear." Horizon smiled. As Catalyst busied herself getting the tea together, Horizon took to running her fingers over the drawings on the cards. Such delicate, pretty things, and yet they tell you all your fears and worries.

Oh Newt, how I miss you...

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Sorry if it's a bit short, I've been sick and stressed over classes dhdbjsksk

Remember that liking and reblogging my work helps me a lot as a creator and takes like 5 seconds.

Also requests are always welcome! I really enjoy doing them :)

#apex legends #apex fanfic #apex fanfiction #catalyst x horizon #horizon x catalyst #astrowitch #apex horizon #horizon #dr mary somers #mary somers #apex catalyst #catalyst #tressa smith #writing #lesbian #hurt/comfort #child loss #established relationship

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thepinklink · 3 months

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rescue ranch!!

how’d they end up there?

I answered that question here! :D

#rescue ranch au #lovely somer-writes #thank you for the ask! 🩷

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noodledesk · 2 years

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In biology class, biology wasn’t presented as a quest for the secrets of life. The textbooks wrung out the questing. We were nowhere acquainted with real biologists, the real questions they had, the real experiments they did to answer them...Enormous subjects are best approached in thin, deep slices. I discovered this when first learning how to program. The textbooks never worked; it all only started to click when I started to do little projects for myself.

#james somers #biology #articles #writing #quotes #morningread

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noisydiary · 2 years

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carelessness.

As the hour turned to 1AM, Dr. Reid pulled back from her desk and streeetched out. She’d gotten a little too focused on her work it seems, not even noting the time until she looked back down at her desk and saw her monitor’s time change.

Damn… I’d thought it’d gotten too quiet around here…

Reid took a moment to look down at her progress, letting off a huff as she shuffled the papers together. It's not enough… She thought, mindlessly shutting down for the night. She locked down her computer and put away the file she had been working on. She glanced at her cup of coffee, taking the last sip of the now cold brew and grimacing afterwards. Lab coffee isn’t the best in any circumstance, much less freezing cold, hours after it was brewed. She stood up when the cup was empty and tossed the cup in her desk’s bin, reaching over the desk and turning off her desk lamp.

Oddly enough, however, her light was not the last one out. The overhead lights in the lab have been down for hours, (they’re shut off at 10 to save power), and all but one other desk lamp was dimmed…

Reid walked over towards the one light, chuckling to herself. Lo and behold, when she got close enough to the desk, she saw a one Mary Somers. Mary, after pulling Yet Another one of her ‘all nighters’, fully zonked out as her head rested against some papers she had laid out. On closer look, Reid noticed the little pen markings against Mary’s cheek, meaning she crashed hard on accident. Probably mid-sentence from the way the chicken scratch had transferred over. Not to mention she still had her half full mug of tea on her desk, barely touched, considering Mary wasn’t a fan to waste the tea she brought in from home (since everyone else drank coffee).

A little sigh escaped Reid, though she smiled ever so softly at the scene. Of course you fell asleep, ya numpty.

Then, she started to clean up for Mary- just a bit, so she’d thought. She picked up the mug and went to the lab's kitchenette, pouring out the remaining liquid into the sink, before rinsing the mug and placing it in the drying rack for dishes. She walked back to Mary’s desk and gently brushed past her head, shutting down her computer. The act rustled Mary’s hair just a twinge, though she didn’t seem to wake from it in the slightest. She is a fairly heavy sleeper when she pushes herself too far…

Reid reminded herself of that fact as she gently pulled Mary up by her shoulders to ‘sit’ upright in her chair. Her head bobbled as she did so, before settling in a lowered position, light snoring escaping her as she continued to doze off. Reid collected the remaining papers on her desk and sorted them away in a file that she figured Mary would sort out in the morning. She tucked it away in one of her drawers, before finally turning off the light. She let her eyes get adjusted to the darkness, before turning to face Mary and letting off another sigh. …She’s not light, remember—

In the following minute, Reid knelt down just enough to pick up Mary from her seat. She’d started to adjust Mary’s weight in her arms, before she actually woke up enough to mutter out… Something. Some sort of protest, more than likely- at least, that’s what Reid figured. When she settled down and conked back out, Reid properly readjusted, balancing out the weight between her arms. She then nudged the chair back to Mary’s desk, and walked out of the building, keeping an even pace to steady herself. ———

Eventually, slow and steady, Reid made her way to Mary’s apartment. She set Mary down for a moment, reaching into her coat pocket and grabbing the keys to the door. Reid then unlocked the door, opening it afterwards. She tossed the keys into her own pocket, before picking up Mary again- letting off a groan in doing so, Ffffuck…

Reid then made her way inside, kicking the door shut. In an almost practised movement, she shuffled her way to the master bedroom, moving to the bed, and laying Mary down atop it. She then knelt down next to the bed and rested her forehead against the side, letting out another groan- vaguely in relief. It wasn’t her first time carrying a body, much less carrying Mary, but still- walking all the way here after not carrying the weight in that long… Tiring beyond belief, as her now numbing arms and legs could tell you. She sat there for a fair spell, letting the pins and needles settle into her appendages and taking a moment to just sit- before her head snapped up and she rose to her feet, “Newton—“

She hurried out of the master bedroom, moving across the hall to the sticker plastered door, which was shut. It usually wasn’t shut- She noted a light underneath the door, not a bright light, but likely his nightlight. She reached out and slowly turned the door handle, pressing the door open just a creak and peaked inside. She was greeted to the sight of the bedside light just faintly illuminating a lump in the bed, breathing in and out nice and slow. A small wave of relief passed over her, before a lump of worry replaced it. Newtie wasn’t in her care, or Mary’s… So- Reid shook her head and let it pass. Not her circus, not her monkeys. She could ask Mary in the morning if she were so concerned.

Speaking of morning, Reid shut the door and pulled out her phone, checking the time. She winced a little at seeing the number- putting away the phone. She walked back out to the entry, locking the door. She then turned and took off her boots, before walking to the living room. In a non-triumphant whumph, she fell onto the couch, and within the next few minutes, she’d passed out herself.

The morning came far too quickly for anyone’s liking. Reid woke to the general noise and commotion of a morning with the two Somers- and the smack in the face with some sort of stuffie, followed by a very scolded child. Reid jolted a little, before every muscle in her body regretted that action and pulled her back down. A small moan escaped her- and she could hear the childish laughter of Newton afterwards.

“Newtie— Leave Dr. Reid alone, please- and please get ready like I’d asked ya to!”

A small whine escaped Newton, but he listened for the most part, shuffling away and dragging the stuffie behind him. Once the footsteps faded, the only sound left was what Reid could assume and categorise as ‘Generic Cooking Noises’. Neither spoke, but neither could say it was uncomfortable silence… Reid couldn’t turn down the sounds of life- sometimes. Besides, she wasn’t much in a position to complain. She relaxed her eyes, letting herself fall back asleep.

That is, until she was woken again. The sound of glass tapping against glass, and soft footsteps away. Reid winced and opened her eyes, letting the sunlight hit her proper this time, parting her lips to speak the morning's groggy words, “No ‘five more minutes’?”

A warm laugh came from Mary, “I made ya breakfast, I’d be rather keen if you were ta eat it while it’s hot.”

Reid pushed herself to sit up through the aching, taking it a little slow until she was upright and seated. Once more awake, she reached out and took the plate, keeping her head tilted down towards it instead of the woman across from her. She started to eat a little of the food before she heard Mary clear her throat, “…Thank you for getting me here, Ash.”

No response at first, before Reid swallowed the food she’d taken and nodded softly, “You have to stop staying at the lab all night.”

There was almost a joke in her voice, but she had an underlay of seriousness to it. Mary nodded back, glancing off, “Well- You should too. What time did ya find me? As certainly no one else stays past shut down.”

“One, I… got into a zone,” Reid responded, nagging herself as she said it.

“Ah-“ Mary chuckled, “I can’t blame ya.”

Reid said nothing back, letting it sit for a bit as she ate some more off her plate. After a few bites, however, she placed the plate back down on the coffee table, looking up towards Mary. She’d cleaned up the pen marks- Reid figured she would. She’d changed- wearing her more casual sleepwear. She seemed fairly well rested, all things considered… But still. Reid shook her head after noting the changes, “Who was Newton with last night?”

Mary paused for a moment, looking back at Reid, “…that’s what you’re worried about?”

“Yes.”

“I’d called a friend o’ mine, saying I’d be late in, and I’d appreciate it if they could get him set for bed,” Mary answered, her breath steady and typical, eyes tracing to the left… Not a lie.

“And you’re going to repay them?”

“Aye, I will. What’s the matter with ya?”

Reid didn’t answer. She… Didn’t really have one. Why did it bug her so much? She affirmed it last night- Newton’s not her son, she doesn’t care for children… So why does she care? She shook her head, “Nothing, never mind…”

As her response sat on the air, Reid turned her head away once more. She took the plate and held it for a moment, “…Thank you for this.”

Mary nodded again, “Call it one way of thanks.”

☾ | i had it in my notes when i wrote this, but we don't ask about the capability Leigh has to pick up a full grown woman and carry her a few solid miles. call it raw power of a lesbian in love (andmaybeatthispointdoesn'tknowityet).

#pre canon #brokengravity #apex #apex ash #ashleigh reid #apex horizon #mary somers #fic #rambles #the only kind of bed activity i like to write is sleeping #and dreams but still

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somer-writes · 3 months

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ugh ok ok ok i am running wild with this gloom infection concept so i wrote a bunch of stuff down before i forget. subject to change bc im kind of just spitballing as of rn

CW for horror/gore/outbreaks of illness/discussion of violence

Twilight

Comes from Ordon. Ordon was one of the last places for the gloom to reach. Twilight’s not sure if he’s the only one left, but he’s searching for the others despite the village being more or less destroyed.

Was infected with gloom, was “cured” in Faron Spring (read died and resurrected via light spirit shenanigans)

Instead of Twili markings he has gloom scars. He keeps his left arm in wraps where the gloom left his bone exposed at his wrist and upper arm. The wounds are just kind of there and don’t seem to get better but aren’t getting worse. They no longer give him pain and don't bleed. He also has scars on his cheeks/forehead. The whites of his eyes are a little dull

Gloom did weird shit to him! He doesn’t see well but he has sharp smelling and hearing. He’s very slow to bleed so can sustain more damage but is also very slow to heal. Sunlight’s not great for him and he's pyrophobic

Gloom infected people don’t come after him anymore

Around large groups of infected he sort of joins the mob but can be brought out of it with distance

Somewhat forgetful

Brawler - will use improvised weapons or just go fully barehanded against infected

Wild

Comes from Hateno

Got trapped in a house fire set by a neighbor, managed to survive through divine intervention

Lost his memory, covered in scars. The scars cause him mobility issues

Selective mute as a trauma response

Long hair :D but more like TotK length and not LU length

Agile - good at climbing, uses a compound bow and hunting arrows (or makes his own in a pinch)

Wanders aimlessly without a home to attach himself to or people to look for

Makes elixirs/good cook

pretty reckless, enjoys looting to find Good Ingredients XD

Wars

From Castle Town

Military background - one of the few survivors of the initial outbreaks

Had to put down a lot of his own men and civilians

Very outwardly aloof and avoidant of his trauma

Control issues, compulsive need to be "hygienic" (sometimes to the point of harm)

Adept with firearms and will use improvised weapons to spare ammo

Left Castle Town to go to Outset Island

Wind

Outset is mostly untouched by the gloom, but the island is quarantined

Mainlanders tried to flee to the islands and it caused chaos leading to riots

In the chaos of the riots, Aryll was mistakenly taken to the mainland and Wind went after her

Really good at making and setting traps

Terrified of the infected

Gloom

Outbreak caused by Ganon’s tomb being unsealed and his curse being unleashed

The gloom is spread through bodily fluids like blood or spit. Most commonly it’s spread through biting and scratching

Gloomhands can also spread the infection and expedite it into hours rather than days

Infected wounds can be treated with brightbloom seeds which only grow in the very gloom infested depths under Hyrule which makes the medicine hard to come by

Gloom slowly rots the infected while they’re alive. It also degrades mental capability such as cognitive function and sanity. Progresses very similar to dementia except it causes aggression and violence

Gloomhands are borne from several infected corpses piling in one place

Gloom scars are called “gloom burn” because they resemble burn scars. A lot of times the flesh doesn’t entirely heal with successful treatment

The Chain

They converge at Lon-Lon through coincidence

Tasked by Hylia to beat Ganon and end the curse

The Zelda’s all wield light magic which can cure gloom infection and with enough strength (usually through multiple of them gathered) can reverse the effects of gloom and create safe oases

Aside from needing to mull over the rest of the chain, i'm also considering appearances from Midna, the resistance, ravio & hilda, and phantom ganon

the map will be mostly based on totk with some adjustments. modern contemporary setting with fantasy elements.

#somer writes #lu fanfiction #linked universe #lu chain #the infection trend but its gloom and its zelda not ponies #this would trend towards a dark series #probably a lot of body horror and general gore #pestilence au

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skyward-floored · 3 months

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brag about yourself but like genuinely :D what’s something you’re really proud of??

Hmm. I'm... proud that even though I don't often feel like I'm making progress, I am generally doing better then I was. I'm proud that I've managed to write lots of stuff, and have a bunch of fics I've actually managed to finish since I started writing a few years ago :D I'm proud I've managed to make and keep friends on here, which is something I've never been good at literally my entire life, and... I'm proud that even though what skills I have are "weird" I'm pretty good at them.

#answers from the floor #lovely somer writes #a bit random but I wasn't sure of how specific you were going for #I'm probably proudest of the fics tbh #me four years ago would never have guessed I'd write over 300k of ANYTHING #writing stuff was mostly just a chore

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wanderlustmagician · 4 months

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what zelda locale from any game would you want to visit

Ooooo timely ask~ I just got off work :3

Tbh I’d love to visit the Spring of Courage from BOTW. I will forever be obsessed with its feel. Like all the springs are cool but there’s just something about the Spring of Courage specifically that keeps drawing me. Old spaces, ruins, and things have that nature have such interesting stories to tell all on their own and the mystery surrounding the ruins in Faron, how they’re all around that specific Spring.

The first time I played i went hunting for that specific Spring. A friend who’d already played had mentioned that she thought it would be a favorite place for me and boy was she right lol I go back there a lot when I played BOTW (not gotten that far with TOTK yet, my adhd keeps thwarting me).

Thats if I had to pick just one, and yyyooouuuu didn’t specify so I’ll throw out some honorable mentions ;D

I haven’t played very many LoZ games, but I’ve watched as many play throughs as I can. So the Hidden Village or Ordon Village in TP or Kakariko in BOTW specifically are some others that I think would be fun to visit.

For the TP ones, it’s all the cats that sell me for the Hidden Village. I grew up on a small farm with horses and the barn cats were my responsibility. So it would be like heaven to have so many cats around. Ordon Village would have much the same vibes I feel as where I grew up. It was the middle of bumfuck nowhere (still is), but it was a ‘everyone knows everyone’ sort of area. I just think it would feel like stepping back into my childhood.

Kakariko!! In BOTWhas such a strong culture feel. It seeps into every inch of the space and I love it. The vibes are immaculate and it’s my favorite place to go when I play. If I could live there, I would.

Skyloft from Skyward Sword would be fun also. Even if I would probably psyche myself out a bit from the drop lol

#Somer writes #wandering thoughts #asks #loz #legend of Zelda #I’m playing OOT now so maybe some will change

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catreginae · 3 months

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weird vampire wars lore or ideas you’ve tossed back and forth that didn’t make the cut

Originally, I was going to make it so Warriors couldn't see his reflection in the mirror but could see it in water, so he was spending an absurd amount of time by water to preen himself since that was the only time he could do it. I decided to be nice and just let him see his reflection all the time.

Early one, when I was writing my first chapter and I still had The Lost Boys on the mind, I did consider having his fangs be in the same position as they appeared in that movie, which is actually not on the canines but like, right beside the front teeth. I opted from the canines instead because it does look better and I didn't feel like explaining it.

And speaking of The Lost Boys, I really wanted to the trick where an invitation actually makes a vampire stronger (in the movie, the invited vampire ate garlic and got soaked with holy water and he was fine) but I caught it because I thought it would be funny to make Warriors have to wait outside or bump into the invisible wall.

And while it doesn't have anything to do with lore and I could add it back in, I did cut a scene where Wild had his fingers in Warriors' mouth to study his fangs. He was making Warriors pop them in and out so Wild could figure out he was doing it until Warriors got annoyed (because his jaws were getting sore) and stopped. This just turned into Wild wondering if this just magic later one. Wild would also note that the sharper teeth behind his fangs in this scenario.

This one isn't too weird but early on, I also debated on whether or not Warriors could cross running water. I think the idea is that running water is purifying but I wasn't entirely sold on it. It's the same thing with silver, where some sources said yes and other said people where applying to everything instead of just werewolves so I cut that too.

And finally, I'll end off with something I'm still debating and haven't cut out entirely yet - do I give him the ability to shapeshift and being a tiny bat? I dunno! I'm not sure if it 'fits' yet I love the idea of him being travelled sized and just making a bunch of loud noises to annoy the others.

#somer-writes #linked universe #linkeduniverse #catreginae: thou shalt not fall #ask

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