#sprit in the sky | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

lunarw0rks · 9 months

Note

Hello again! I love your works and it's super early to request another but I read your latest post and I loved it! So if you don't mind, could you do headcanons on 141 reacting to their s/o cleaning their car?

Like one of those stereotypical scenes where she's in a bikini or a bikini top with shorts and she's cleaning her car, like she loves her car so she cleans it alot but this is the first time they see the full scene. NSFW would be amazing if you would be ok with it :)

Thank you :]

In The Sunlight // 141 Headcanons (+Ale)

Warning(s): explicit content (18+), suggestive language/content, established relationship, fem!reader, no use of y/n

Word Count: 1.6k

꒦꒷ MAIN MASTERLIST ꒷꒦ 141 MASTERLIST // have a request? // ˗ˏˋ ASK BOX ˎˊ˗

SYNOPSIS; summer hit, and it hit hard.

Sizzling atmosphere, sky-rocketing temps, and revolving fans working overtime. Every year, people complain that they miss winter when the high temps smack them in the face, but they wish for the heat when the leaves fall. For you—you would take any excuse to enjoy the hose and sprinkler, sometimes washing your car weekly as an excuse to cool off. Cold showers, ice packs, air conditioning; it wasn’t enough.

On the bright side, it gave you an excuse to wash your beloved car. To run the hose on the vehicle, and most of all your sweating skin; all while wearing revealing summer attire.

Price

John was due to be home that day, the house was lonely, and you were miserable in the heat. Why not be outside when he comes home? You dressed yourself in a bikini to sprit yourself with the hose, spending about half the time searching for a cool off than washing your car. In your other hand, you had an drink with more ice cubes than liquid; a soothing cube to crunch on while you worked. You swirled your drink as you put another cube between your teeth, spreading the foamy soap with intense focus.

That focus broke when his car finally pulled into the driveway, revealing his attempt at an eager welcome. He was exhausted, but never too exhausted to greet you. Besides, you wearing a basically see-through swimsuit? How can he resist?

❝Don’t work too hard, sweetheart. You’ll get heat stroke.❞ John crept up to you, dropping his duffel. He leaned down and sipped from your drink, picking up an ice cube between his teeth. His lips leaned forward, tracing the ice along your neck and down your cleavage until it melted against your flesh. ❝Let me help you cool off, I missed all of you.❞ His lips found your drink again, meeting your lips with a dripping chunk of ice—a whole new meaning to a sloppy kiss.

Simon

Simon hates the heat—despises it, even. All year round, he wears dark colors, multiple layers, and most notably his balaclava. Does that stop him from ogling you? Not a bit. He can enjoy the view from inside, peering through the curtains at your soaked figure as you scrub your prized car. You lean over the edge, bikini top doing little to contain your breasts as he gets a good view down the top. Simon lets out an amused scoff at the sight, closing the curtains before you have the opportunity to spot him.

You come back inside for some water, wrapping a towel so you don’t dribble on the floor. A hand darts out of the doorway of the kitchen, Simon’s hand gripping the towel and giving it a yank until it falls to the floor. ❝Gave the neighbors a show, didn’t you?❞

He steps out from his hidden spot around the counter, giving your arm a gentle pull so you come towards him, until your face his inches from his. Normally, he leaves his teasing until nightfall, but he’s home and you’re soaked.

❝Need to get you into some better clothes.❞ His strong arms slither around your midsection, gripping intensely. No better excuse, assisting you in getting another change of clothes after he carries you to the bedroom.

Soap

The humidity constantly disturbed your slumber. You and Soap’s shared bedroom was more like a sauna, no matter how long the fans or AC ran. It was so severe you laid awake during the early morning, tossing and turning, peeling the covers stuck to your sweaty body. There was no point in attempting to sleep, you were wide awake at four-thirty in the morning, might as well go outside and cool off. Your car could use a wash, anyhow.

You slipped on a bikini and stepped out into the morning air. The sun hadn’t risen completely, so the heat wasn’t unbearable yet. The hose spewed a stream of water on the hood as you did your first rinse, then scoured cleaner on it. You bent over the hood of your car to reach a spot you missed, lips curled in concentration.

When you felt a pair of hands on your hips, you let out a squeal, quickly soothed by a familiar accent. ❝Don’t move,❞ he purred into your ear, tugging your bottoms down to your ankles. Soap knelt behind you, swiping his tongue along your folds. Your gaze darts around the dim streets, insisting a neighbor will see.

He speaks, then his licks only gained intensity and sloppiness. ❝Let ‘em see.❞

Gaz

As soon as the two of you find time to be outside, it’s an immature sight; chasing each other through the backyard, spraying one another with the hose, or on days where he’s beat, he’ll simply watch you from the hot tub. Today, it was betrayal. You were washing your car, completely believing the fact that Gaz was “too tired” for games tonight. He was too calculated to not have a battle plan, you should’ve known better, right?

As you’ve returned from refilling the soapy bucket, there’s an icy pour of ice water, over the top of your hair, soaking your bikini top, all the way down your jean shorts and legs. With an agape mouth, you drop the bucket and chase after his fleeting figure—a smug grin on his face the whole time. When you round the corner into the backyard, he’s nowhere in sight. As you creep up on the shed, he finally reveals himself, sending you both to a tumble in the grass.

Kyle constricts your arms above your head, grinning down at your hopeless struggle. ❝I didn’t cheat, you just need better eyes, babe.❞ He loosens his grip when you stop fighting him, leaning down to press a kiss on your lips. He places a knee between your legs, staring down at your soaked bikini top hungrily. ❝You look so goddamn sexy like this…❞

Alejandro

You were washing away, brows knitted in focus. Then, you remembered you had left your water bottle on the kitchen counter. The windows were wide open because you were airing out the house on a hot day, so it was worth a shot hollering for Alejandro. ❝Ale, can you bring me my water? Ale?❞ You raise your voice slightly because there’s no way he can’t hear you.

❝In the backyard, cariño.❞ His unmistakable voice replies, distant from the back of the house. You sigh and enter the house, finding your water but no sign of Alejandro, even through the paned glass windows and sliding door. In reality; he had been ogling you for several minutes, waiting for his opportunity for either you to ask for something, or him making something up on the spot. Lucky for him, your need for your bottle had everything going according to plan.

You exited to the backyard, holding a hand up to block the sun. Even if he was visible right now, he would be impossible to spot from the blaze of the star. ❝Right here, amor.❞ Alejandro crept out from out of the shade, wrapping his arms tight around your waist. You knew what this meant—it was inevitable with him. And yet, you fell for it again.

In the next second, you were plunged into the pool, instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist. He chuckles at your whines of contempt, pressing his forehead against yours. ❝How was that? You fell for it again, que no?❞ It’s obvious he can’t resist you in a bikini.

Laswell

There are two things Kate can’t get enough of; sunbathing and eyeing you. Sitting on the lounge chairs, reclined with a book or magazine in hand. It’s not often she’s on leave, or home long enough to spend outside. Today was different—she had some time off. She intended to spend as much time outside enjoying the heat, much more preferable than being cooped up in an understimulating base. And watching you while she vedged out? It’s a common pursuit of hers, bikini on or not.

You held your hair up with one hand, the other using the sprinkler setting to mist yourself. Kate tipped her sunglasses down slightly to get a better view, a warm beam spreading on her face. Her nose crinkled slightly as you sprayed the hood of the car, spreading the suds around on the surface.

She flicked to the next page of her magazine, soaking in the sunbeams.

Though she would never say it out in the open, she was certainly ogling her favorite parts of you; your sunkissed chest, the curves hugged tight by shorts—all a cherished image for the next time she leaves, and probably later that night after dinner. ❝How much for you to do mine too, babe?❞

To add to it, she probably snaps candid photos of you, the stream of them probably ending with you blocking the lens with your hands. She’s her own favorite comedian, your complaints and embarrassed whines are a close second.

1K notes · View notes

princess-tulip-writes · 11 months

Text

my illyrian baby • cassian

genre: fluff

summary: mornings in valeris are magical, but a certain baby bat doesn’t appreciate it when his girl admires the starry dawn by herself.

a/n: this just a quick morning thought i had while getting ready for work :) its not edited so im sorry.

there was not a single sight like this one; speckles of starlight painting the sky as the sun rose, shades of pink and orange swallowing the dark night as morning greeted the night court. the air was crisp and welcoming, like a baby fawn in the mossy woods during spring time, and your morning cup of tea seemed to taste better than usual as you sat on your porch, enjoying the sunrise.

stealing a few moments for yourself before being clung to all day was a ritual you wished you could maintain every morning, like this one. something about valeris made loneliness feel like a warm hug, as if you were never truly alone, and perhaps you weren’t. perhaps, maybe in some way, the souls of your loved ones stuck with you here, always lingering and watching over you. valeris was a very mysterious place, even after centuries of residency you still had so many secrets to uncover about the city, and it certainly wouldn’t surprise you if sprits were trapped here, following their dreams in the after life that had yet to accomplish in their life and finding happiness in the city of starlight—at least that’s what you hoped anyway.

taking a long sip of your tea, you sighed contently as the silence of the morning enveloped you in a tight embrace, causing a content smile to tug at your lips. silence was rare for you these days, not that your mate’s roudy nature annoyed you or anything, the occasional silence was nice though. it was new, refreshing to take some time to yourself. but, after a full hour, you missed him. you missed his warmth, his touch, his laugh, his voice, his face—

as if the both of your mind’s were linked, the loud groaning of hardwood sounded from behind the open door, and your smiled wider as sandalwood and mountain air found you, filling the fresh morning air with his scent as he neared.

he was clumsy in the early morning hours, even at the beginning of training most days, so when his large feet stumbled over nothing, you didn’t flinch.

“baby…”

his whine turned into a yawn, causing your gaze to finally tear away from the sunrise and settle on him for the second time today, but the first time seeing him awake today. you may have stolen a loving glance at him before you slipped outside earlier that morning, but you’d never boost his ego like that by telling him.

his arms stretched over his head and his wings flared out completely as he stepped onto the porch, finally having enough room to fully expand to stretch all of his crampy limbs. especially the large wings that spend most of their time tucked tightly behind his back. his hair was a tangled mess and his face was puffy with a good night’s sleep, yet he still looked like the most beautiful male you had ever seen.

he smiled lazily at you as he caught your gaze.

“g’morning.” he yawned as his arms fell limp to his sides. his wings tucked in slightly, but still stayed flared and you were sure it was just him showing off. not that you minded of course.

you returned his smile. “good morning, cass.”

cassian’s hazel eyes seemed to clear up at the awaited sound of your voice. waking up without the warmth of his mate atop of his chest was not something he was happy about, and finding you star gazing without him caused a pout to replace his smile.

“why’d you leave me?” he whined, his shoulders and wings slumping as he stepped closer to you.

his arms wrapped around your middle, and his face nuzzled in your neck before he took a deep inhale of your preshower scent. the natural smell of your skin in the morning air always made cassian’s heart feel warm and full, if he had it his way, you wouldn’t shower at all.

but that’s gross, you always remind him when he suggests the idea. so he drops it and enjoys the short lived scent while he can.

your free hand, the one that didn’t have a glass mug in it’s hold, settled on top of his larger hand as he began to take a handful of your chub.

“i wanted to watch the sun rise before it was too late.” you answered softly.

he huffed into your neck. “coulda woke me up. maybe i wanted to watch it with you.”

a soft kiss was pressed to your neck after he spoke, causing your lips to upturn.

“i’m sorry.” you whispered.

you couldn’t explain to him that you wanted some time to yourself, even if you knew he would try to understand. he was sensitive when it came to you, and although he would pretend to be understanding, he would feel a bit rejected and most likely pout all day. so, instead, you played it off.

“wake me next time.” he grumbled into your skin, sending vibrations down your shoulders. “please.”

his plea was a soft whine, giving away just how grumpy he was about waking up alone, and you couldn’t fight the guilt that built up from it.

“i will, i’m sorry.”

your hand squeezed his reassuringly, sending strokes of love and apologizes down the bond to soothe him from within. it seemed to have worked because his arms tightened around you slightly and his breathing slowed down. the tickle of his stubble scratched your neck as he nuzzled in closer, wanting to savor the feeling of you before the day begins.

for a few moments, silence filled the air as you continued to watch the dawn turn into skies of blue, sipping the rest of your tea as you both enjoyed each other.

“missed you, sweetheart.”

you chuckled. “you had me all night. i was only gone for an hour.”

cassian groaned in disapproval to your answer and nipped your neck playfully, causing you to yelp in surprise. his soft tongue was quick to run along the sore spot, and soothed the irritated skin under his wet mouth. “still felt like forever.”

you rolled you eyes at him but felt a sense of appreciation for his need for you. it was flattering coming from a male like him; powerful and so so sexy. how the hell did you get so lucky?

“i don’t like waking up without you.”

you turned to look at him, as difficult as it was given his position, and placed a gentle kiss to the crown of his head. his hair was soaked with his scent, causing your ovaries to scream out for him.

“neither do i, my love.”

his arms tightened around you again, but this time it was an action of security, to remind him that you were there now, in his arms and making no effort to abandon his embrace. your body felt as if it was made for him, the soft plush feel of you against his hard body was safe, like home. he never wanted to see how empty the feeling would be without it.

a few more minutes passed as the two of you fell into a conversation about the day ahead, sorting out each other’s schedules and knowing the where abouts of each mate for assurance that you’ll both be okay. this routine wasn’t rare, in fact it was nearly a daily occurrence given how scared you both are after the war of losing each other. cassian was terrified especially, the thought of losing his whole world, his mate, his girl, made his stomach queasy and bile rise in his throat. without you his life would be nothing, he wouldn’t survive.

as the sky became blue, a rumble of your mate’s stomach brought you back to the reality of your usual mornings.

“want me to make you some pancakes? i’ll add the chocolate chips you love and some powdered sugar.”

his ears perked immediately at the slight mention of food, let alone your cooking. the male was convinced that every me you ever made him was with love, even when you were angry with him. you put so much thought into how he liked things, adding special ingredients you know he likes and serving it to him with a smile and a cheek kiss most days.

you made everything so much better.

a grin creeped on his features as he lifted his face from the crevice of your neck. his eyes finally met yours, and he couldn’t stop his lips from finding the skin of your temple as you looked up at him. next, was your lips. his eyes darted down to your lips, and before you could catch on, he dove in and took your breath away.

the pouty illyrian was no longer there, now the general was awake and greeting his wife for the first time that morning with a kiss.

your lips molded together, tongues smoothing against each other as his hands found your hips, flipping you over to face him so he could get to you deeper.

with you, he always wanted more. nothing was ever enough, he needed all of you.

“i love you.” he mumbled against you.

you smiled into the kiss at the sound of voice, setting down your mug on the table behind you without disconnecting, then wrapping your arms around his middle, his strong, hard torso.

“i love you too, my illyrian baby. always.”

#cassian 🌷#cassian fluff #cassian x reader #cassian x reader fluff #acotar x reader #acotar blurb #acotar fluff

579 notes · View notes

hamlets-ak · 9 months

Text

ice cream hunt ༊*·˚

༘♡ summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the english language

on a hot summer afternoon reader and timmy go for an ice cream hunt in nyc

It was a warm smokey summer afternoon. New York was an oven. The day; Thursday, the most boring day of the week.

Windows and balcony doors opened wide, let the last sun rays swim inside your apartment alongside a small breeze that made the curtains fly and then linger on the floor. There was music from your neighbor's house concealed by the loud tireless honking of cars down the street.

You and Timothée were laying on the couch, only wearing the sunlight, half-asleep, half-awake, watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing TV shows. He held your feet on his lap as his head fell back melancholically, breaths escaping his pouty lips.

« Tim are you sleeping? », you asked. He mumbled something in response and then turned his head in your direction, face red, sweat holding onto the skin under his eyes.

« It’s so hot, » he told you. You smiled.

« You know what I want? », you asked.

« No. » You lightly tilted your head, the smile gradually growing until it reached your ears. Timothée groaned pulling his hair back and holding it out of his face already knowing what you wanted to tell him. « Baby, it’s so hot... »

« Come on! Let’s go out for a walk. »

« Someone literally got a heat stroke the other day- », Tim said. You rolled your eyes.

« You are just being lazy, » you murmured throwing your head back dramatically.

« I’m not being lazy. It’s just too hot outside. »

« We can go for a walk and get some ice cream. »

« Ice cream would be nice, » he mumbled.

« Then let’s go get it! », you said sitting better, your back leaning on the couch. Timothée just looked at you as you took your feet off him and stood up. « Come on, get dressed, » you motioned your hand to him.

« I’m so tired, I can’t even get up, » he told you, eyes following all your moves. You threw a t-shirt on top of his face.

« How can you be tired? We’ve been watching that crap all day. »

« Look, » he uncovered his face. « If you manage to pull me up from the couch, we’ll go get ice cream. » Your stare stayed at him for a few seconds and then you smiled.

« Your laziness is next level, » a chuckle escaped your lips. He beamed at you. « You want me to get you dressed too? »

« Yes, please. »

« Timothée get up, » you said putting on your t-shirt.

« Ah, help me, » he tented his arms forward.

« Lazy! »

« What do you mean? That’s my charm, » he smiled.

You walked closer to him and he tied his arms around your hips pulling you closer until his cheek touched your belly. You pulled his wild hair back and leaned to kiss his forehead.

« You are a lazybones but I still love you, » you lowered your gaze at him. He looked up at you with a grin that made his eyes squint and his nose wrinkle. Timothée nodded letting you take his curls back. « Come on, » you took his hands on yours, and before letting a wet kiss on the back of his palm, you pulled him up.

« You really want ice cream, huh? », he laughed wrapping his arm around your shoulder and giving you a peck on the lips.

« Ah, you are sweaty! » You lightly pushed his chest. He grinned as he picked up his t-shirt and put it on.

« Got the keys? », he asked once you got ready.

« Got ‘em. »

Wind rushed past you with razor teeth, hot like the breath of a dragon. You strolled down the street, two flames under the starless purple sky, dark and bright, streetlights following your steps. Timothée held your hand while crossing the road and he insisted on staying on the outside of the pavement, making your walk seem like an adventure.

You asked him if he remembered what was your favorite ice cream flavor and he just rolled his eyes as if you asked him his name. You laughed about nothing special while wandering around the city, watching the colors change above your heads until the sky turned into a blue shade like the deepest part of the ocean, and you finally reached the ice cream parlor.

« What will you get? », you asked.

« What I am always getting, » Timothée said and then furrowed his eyebrows wearing his playful smile. « You remember or... »

« Or... », you shook your head questionably. « I’ll just get you whatever I want. »

« Sounds good, » he nodded, curls bouncing up and down. You smiled as your hand fumbled on his hair and pulled it behind his ears.

You left him chuckling to himself while you walked closer to the counter. His eyes followed your every move and stayed on you even when you looked away. You turned back to him, eyebrows furrowed, and shook your head watching the way he was staring at you with his sweet smile and red cheeks. Timothée shrugged imitating your move.

« Here you go, » you gave him his cone but quickly pulled it back to take a quick bite. He pressed his lips together looking at you for a few seconds before bringing your arm up and taking out his tongue to lick your cone. You burst into laughter at the way his nose was covered in ice cream too.

« Dummy, » you smiled cleaning his nose with your paper towel.

« Yours is better, » he said. « Wanna change? »

You slid your hand around his arm as you made your way back home slowly with steady steps and different cones, following the sidewalk.

#hamlets-ak #timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee fanfic #timothee chalamet social media au #timothee chalamet x you #timothee chalamet imagine #timothee chalamet fanfiction

216 notes · View notes

miquella-everywhere · 23 days

Text

Denizens of the Haligtree Analysis

Giant Ant

So ants.... There's really not much to say about these guys, but if anything their presence at the Haligtree is a good indicator of how bad off the divine tree is. Also their stupid acid attack always one-shots me and I hate them lol

Oracle Envoys

So the Oracle Envoys only show up in two places; Leyndell and the Haligtree, and as lore states their appearance basically heralds the coming of either a new Age or a new God. I've seen arguments stating that the Oracles are there for Malenia and her ascendance as the Goddess of Rot, but imo considering that Mal has only bloomed twice and is not yet a true Goddess(which she doesn't even want to be) the Oracles presence could indicate that they are actually heralding something else. maybe miquellas return? 🤞

Also the Haligtree is the only place were you can find the Giant variant, which I just think is neat lol

Misbegotten

The Haligtree is known throughout the Lands Between as a refuge for the forsaken and misbegotten, so the Misbegotten that have managed to make their way here are definitely the lucky ones. Although if you watch them carefully you can see from their mannerisms that many of the Misbegotten there are quite distressed, many are seen yelling at the sky in despair or kneeling down infront of the statues of Miquella in prayer. Either way, they may have made it to the promised land but all that remains is desperation.

Fungal Putrid Corpse

Fun fact about these guys is that this variant of the Putrid Corpses can only be found in the Haligtree. Other than that there isn't much else to say here, although I guess one thing to say would be the sheer prevalence of the Putrid Corpses found throughout the Lands Between. They're probably all the unfortunate commoners and regular people who got caught up in the Shattering and were reduced to... this.

Miranda Sprout

So according to their lore Miranda Powder has always been prized by the Perfumers, and from what we know about the Perfumers is that before the Shattering they used to be healers. So I'm spreading some propaganda here but at the Perfumers Ruins in Altus there is a secluded patch that has multiple Miquella's Lilys there, indicating that Miquella spent some time with the Perfumers, which makes perfect sense considering he wished to heal Malenia.

So it would make sense why there would be Miranda Blooms at the Haligtree, because Miquella had use for the properties of their pollen. A shame they've become infected with Scarlet Rot now...

Spirit Calling Snail

The Sprit Calling Snail is a snail that calls spirits. Go figure lol. But in all seriousness the Snails presence at the Haligtree somewhat adds another hint regarding Miquellas own connection to the spirits.

Haima Battle Mages

So the Haima Battles Mages are really cool when you read into their lore a bit:

"Scholars of the Haima Conspectus sought the power to quell conflict, and to this end studied the sorceries of cannon fire and the gavel."

Aside from further proving that Miquella had and interest in Glintstone, the fact that the Haima wish to quell conflict, and that the Haligtree, arguably, is the most peace focused of all the factions in the Lands Between it would make sense why these two mages would settle here and defend the Haligtree.

Cleanrot Knight

When Malenia departed on her campaign and took her Cleanrot Knights with her, these ones are likely the faction that stayed behind to defend the Haligtree. Like can you imagine being these guys?

Your General leaves with your comrades and you're tasked to defend Miquella while he slumbers within the Haligtree. But then this Omen with flaming blood shows up out of nowhere and kidnaps Miquella despite your best attempts to stop him, and you just...

You failed.

Your Lord that you were tasked to defend with your life has been taken, and you grieve your failure and also having to face your General when she returns and explain that her beloved brother has been taken...

But when Malenia does come back she's completely comatose, carried on the back of Finlay, your fiercest comrade, who quickly succumbs to the rot after bringing Malenia home safely, and now all you can do is put her within the roots to rest. And after all that you still commit yourself to defending the Haligtree despite Miquella being gone and the rot seeping into the tree and decaying it from the inside out...

Like damn, how depressing.

Haligtree Foot Soldier

Same thing as the Cleanrots above, but what makes the Haligtree soldiers interesting is that you can only find them at the Haligtree. Like in Liurnia you can find a Leyndell Knight wandering around, obviously deployed from Leyndell during the Shattering with the same thing on Mt. Gelmir, meaning that they are not one of the many factions of soldiers of the Shattering War, but in fact, strict defenders of the Haligtree. Like they dedicate their lives to one job, and that's defending Miquella and his Haligtree.

But then everything just went to shit in a single day. And it all just went downhill after that.

There really is a heavy sadness to these guys with the fact that they are so desperate for Miquella to return that they came to the conclusion that they need to explode with holy light in order to guide him home :'(

Haligtree Knight

Holy shit these guys are legitimately a Boss but without the fanfare, like goddamn. Its honestly shocking that Mohg managed to get Miquella with these guys at the defense, but well he got him 😔 Anyway these guys are interesting to two reasons; the first being that they can heal using flasks, the only other enemies in the game using healing items being other Tarnished or Perfumers, and the second is that these Knights can use Glintstone Sorceries, once again further hinting at Miquellas relationship with the Carians and his own interest in Glintstone.

Putrid Crystalian

Now what makes the Crystalians presence here at the Haligtree so interesting, involves this little tidbit about their lore:

"The inscrutable Crystalians have but one clear purpose; to safeguard their crystals unto the end. One theory posits that they yearn for the return of their creator who will carve for them new brethren."

And Miquella, who has been quoted as, "A meticulous, bold craftsman who grasps the essence of life," would seemingly fit the bill for someone who could potentially carve the Crystalians new brethren. And then there's also the fact that the Crystalians are the beings who are closest to the Primeval Current, and as I've said in a previous theory post, is something that Miquella definitely has an interest in. So perhaps Miq and the Crystalians here have a mutual relationship going on; with Miquella attempting to grant them new brethren, and the Crystalians giving Miquella insight into the Primeval Current.

A shame Miquella is no longer with them and that they've been infected with Scarlet Rot....

Royal Revenant

WHY

WHY ARE THERE FOUR OF YOU IN A ROW

WHY

Okay so bottom line the Revenants are weird. There is no enemy in the game with so much mystery surrounding them than these guys. What's their origin? What is their purpose? Are they suffering as a massive amalgamation of body parts and fucked up magic? I sure hope they are.

But what I can say about the Revenants is that their general locations sort of paints a picture regarding who they might belong too. They are predominantly found in Liurnia, with their most interesting location being that they seemingly guard the Lunar Estate on the plateau where the Cathedral of Manus Caelus is. The other notable locations are at the Shaded Castle, a place were Miquella likely frequented, and now at Elphael. So saying that they may have their origins either with the Carians or Miquella wouldn't be too much of a stretch... maybe.......

And then there is also the fact that they are usually accompanied by Wraith Callers, who bear a striking resemblance to the Revenants as well. Then also there's that little theory about how Ranni's master may have been a Wraith Caller..... 🤔

Kindred of Rot

These guys are clearly here because of Malenia, and it's interesting to see that they only show up in the rotten core of Elphael and the graveyard area which is closest to were she is slumbering. I made a post about these guys long ago about how they've seemingly peacefully assimilated into the Haligtree even though Malenia rejects them, and honestly I think that it's kind of poetic considering Miquella's philosophy.

Putrid Avatar

The Putrid Avatars are a Scarlet Rot infested variant of the Erdtree Avatars, but what really interests me about them the most is that the Putrid Avatars have a completely different staff compared to their normal counterparts.

The Putrid Staffs design is highly reminiscent to the Haligtree Sigil, and while the item description of the staff is the same as its regular variant, I can't help wonder if the design was intentional but the description was overlooked/forgotten in regards to that connection. Or maybe I'm just reading too much into it 🤷 In my opinion, I see it as Malenia's Rot being so deeply intertwined with Miquella's Abundance that even the Putrid Avatars adopt his iconography.

Either way, the fact that there are two Avatars defending the Haligtree really speaks volumes regarding the Haligtrees legitimacy as a type of Erdtree.

Putrid Tree Spirit

I hate these guys. What else is there to say lol

#i love the haligtree #this place is so wonderful #uri posts #elden ring #miquella the unalloyed #miquella's haligtree #elden ring theory #i forgot to add the pictures of the staffs im so dumb :P

58 notes · View notes

desceros · 2 days

Note

sometimes i think about the future symphony "i should have married you" post you made and it makes me so sad but the other night as i was falling asleep i was struck with absolute agony by the awful idea of "i should have married you" because marrying her would have made her hamato and maybe just maybe then she would have been able to become a hamato spirit. and the brothers most likely would have been able to make contact with the hamato sprits like they do in the series. and because if he married her at least he would have been able to contact her spirit. hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh anyways thought i should share hope your day is going fabulously captain desceros

oh, this is awful. allow me to make it even worse :)

we’ve seen in the series that you dont actually have to have the hamato name to be ‘a hamato’ as april demonstrates. we’ve also seen varying levels of. hm. ninj-oscity? ninpo skills? from the boys. like raph and leo doing a ninja mind meld. just. just mikey.

and we’ve always seen that donnie struggles with ninpo the most.

his ninpo is mechanical. when he uses it at its most conscious level, we see it manifest as blueprints coming together. literal pieces, as if constructed with real material. when he panics or doesn’t go through this process, it’s a vague shape that isn’t as strong or as defined in purpose.

so let’s take this scenario you’ve brought to us.

viola-chan would have, unquestionably, been a hamato. and for that reason, i can definitely see her having a hamato spirit.

…..but i dont think donnie would ever be able to communicate with it.

mikey would be the most likely, since he has the strongest ninpo. but he’d be in high demand since he’s so strong, so i think it would tire him and i dont know how much time and energy he’d have to talk to anyone. not to mention the stress he’d feel when donnie would come to him like Hey Can I Talk To My Dead Girlfriend and mikey’s like…. dude i just got home from 24 hours of straight ass kicking i’m about to pass tf out.

and raph, i imagine, died not too long after viola-chan, so whether he could or not is moot.

leo. well. i dont think leo could communicate with viola-chan either. leo is rather avoidant when he feels guilty or ashamed, and (without going into too much of spoiler territory) he’d feel largely unworthy to talk to you, i think. and since we’ve seen that it takes an open heart to use the technique, it wouldn’t work.

and donnie. god. donnie would try. he would try so, so hard. he would try, hours upon hours, every free moment, banging his fists on his thighs as he’d meditate until he’d collapse. reaching out. seeking. already not as strong at this whole ninpo nonsense. unable to calm himself from the need to see you need to see you please just let me see you one last time please please please that would make it impossible to focus. he’d start thinking about tech that could bridge the gap. that’s how his ninpo works, after all. modeling his blueprint. so if he can design a machine that can talk to you. his ninpo can bring it to life.

but he doesnt exactly have a lot of time to dedicate to a personal project like that, let alone one so fucking insane in scale, so actually impossible to do. and as the time passes he grows more and more obsessed with thinking about it. yet simultaneously more and more sure it’ll never happen. i feel like his last moments, alone, bleeding, staring up at the rust-colored sky, he’d be smiling. because of course he he has some kind of death drone army set to go the moment his ninpo cuts off, and it’s one last middle finger to krang. …but also i think he’d be a little relieved. hoping his spirit will find yours and lavi’s.

(do they? who knows. no more hamato exist in that timeline to find out.)

#ask tag #symphony tag #symphony meta

52 notes · View notes

itsmebytch001 · 9 months

Text

Smoking It Away: Part 1

18++ Please!

Summary: You are Aarons daughter, but being that you and Miles are so close in age you two are more siblings, recently he noticed your erratic behavoiour, he calls you out and you come clean to him about your drinking and weed, but when he caves and tell's your Dad Aaron, he finds more than just weed and Vodka.

TW: Drugs, Yandere platonic Miles, Rio, jeff and Aaron who is alive.

You come home not having announced yourself hearing rustiling noise coming from your room, immeditlay you feel the sweat on your neck drip as you stand down the hallway hearing the rummage, you Know it's Dad and you begin to think maybe it's best to make a run for it now? Go to Mile's place? But would Auntie Rio let you stay if she knew what you had been doing?

You knew it wasn't a good idea to tell Miles about the pills, or the drinking but he was clever and was cathcing on quick, he was your sudden extreme joy and dialted eyes, you sudddently all you wanted was to eat and hug, how you were missing massive chunks of school at a time to later find you wondering the streets high out your mind observing the sky or bright city lights, he was scared for you.

As you stood outside the your door panicked, on the other side Aaron was frantically taking your room apart, he had empited every draw, your closet, all your shoe boxes and under the bed but he hadn't found anything yet, until... he stood and heard an unsual creek, he weighed his foot back over the same plank of wood hearing the creek again before lying down the lift the plank off the board, and that's where he found it.

Your'e little collection of goodies, your MDMA, your weed, your shrooms you were yet to try and a half drank bottle of Vodka.

He's mortified, vene though deep down he probably knew, he was how somtimes when you came home all you wanted to do was have him hold you and chat his ear off, he didn't mind it was nice actucally, but it threw him off

but he had caught you know, it was over. You went for the door, maybe you'd just stay at a mates house, turn your phone off and hope he wouldn't get Jeff involed in finding you like he had before when you had pulled your last stunt.

And just the door handle is in reach you hear your door swing open.

Aaron:" Y/N DAVIS!"

I mean, I could still make a break for it.

He see's you standing by the front door, your hand on the door knob.

Aaron:" You make a break for it I will drag you back inn by your hair, I don't care who see's"

You turn the knob.

Aaron:"I fucking mean it Y/N don't play with me"

Run

And so you swing open the front door and run down the hall, you hear you Dad's heavy boots bellow after you and you sprit down the stairs and out the building and dissapear into the crowd.

It had been sevral hours form when you had ran off, you hand't stopped moving so you hadn't checked your phone, so it was late into the night that you fianlly checked your phone, only to see what you completyley expected.

Auntie Rio-18 notifications.

Uncle Jeffe-22 notifications.

Miles- 37 notifications.

Dad-57 notifications.

You dare not open Rio's texts, she would be the most harsh in her messages than anyone else, and you were stressed enough hiding under a filthy bridge.

But you did read though Mile's texts:

Miles: Y/N Your Dad is freaking out where r u Miles: Srlsy Y/N my dad has put out a APB for you just come home Miles: I'm sorry i sniched but i was getting worried. Miles: there not even angry, just worried Miles: That was a lie, they are mad but they are alos reallllly worried Miles: Y/n im sure we can all just talk this out your dad is actually starting to have like a panic of attac of somthin can you please just come back Miles: my mom said shed make those wraps you like? Miles: aaron aint't even mad no more, he's just scared Miles: Can you please come home

Then you opended Uncle Jeffe's texts:

Uncle Jeffe: Y/N we know about what's been happeing we should talk Uncle Jeffe: Aaron has the pills this is serious Uncle Jeffe: Y/N You can't just stay out forever, It's best if you just give us a call, and i can come pick you up Uncle Jeffe: I'm not trying to scare you, but i have put out a APB for you Uncle Jeffe: You are only making it worse by running off like this Uncle Jeffe: Your father is deeply distressed come home

You didn't read your Dad's text's. you didn't want the grife, but you begin to listen to your 56 VOCIE MAILS.

You Have 56 voice, press one to play voice mails.

press one

Its Rio, Oh god.

Rio: "Y/n is this true? Pills now really? Are you serious? You want to waste away everything your father did for some pills?! when I get my hand on you Y/n I'm going to-"

Miles:"Mami! She's not going to come home if you threaten her!"

End Of Voice Message.

Another, It's Jeffe.

Jeffe: "come on now Y/N, this isn't a escape plan you can't stay outside in the streets forever now, just pick up the phone make this easy, were all looking for you right now I'm in my cruiser down 7th and Iv'e got people all over looking for you, just call back"

End Of Voice Message.

Anther, Its Miles:

Miles:" Y/n please just fucking pick up the phone the whole house is freaking out! you got cocaine in that fucking bag? YOU told me it was just fucking weed and some vodka not fucking powders I'm getting toasted by my parents right now they might arrest me!"

Oh God, theyr'e going to arrest you...

Another play automatically, Its Rio Again.

Rio: "ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE BEFORE YOU GIVE YOUR FATHER A HEART ATTACK!!"

You hang up after that, you don't want to hear another one, but as you do you recive another text...

Uncle Jeffe: You know we can track you phone, right?

How wierldy threatning.

You turn off the power to your phone and get on the move immdeiabley on the run in New York.

Wondering, Wondering and Wondering some more you had covered so much land you had left Brooklyn, and surley Jeffe and his goon police men wouldn't look for you outside Brooklyn, right?

But seriolusy you were running out of cash, it was almost morning and still you were trying to stick it out and for what? Your body was exashsted, and all you wanted to was sleep in a bed, instead of having to pay for constant stream on enegry drinks.

So here you are, at 3 am alone in an alley sipping on your suagry drink making hands shake.

ring ring

It's Dad, It's Aaron.

You pick up.

Aaron: "Y/n? Baby I'm so glad you picked up"

...

Aaron:"Hello?"

Aaron:" I can hear your breathing Y/n can you just say a word to me?"

...

Aaron: "Please Baby you are stressing me out and that's not good for an old man like myself, we can talk about this just pleas-"

You hang up, feeling like a bitch.

You don't want to go back and face them, you are not an addict it's not like that but you can't go back home, they would try and lable as 'needing help' and swarm you with thier 'love'.

But what the hell are you going to do?

It's so damm early and you want to sleep but all the enery drinks you've consumed wouldn't allow that, so you began to walk it off down the streets.

Maybe a homless shelter? You Thought.

No, Bit scummy I'm not actually homless. You decide.

So you sleep on the streets tonight, using your coat as a blanket you try and ride it out even though you'd know you'd barley sleep due to all that sugar.

Morning come's as you wake too a familar face above you. as your eyes clear and you focus on the face...

Its fucking Jeffe.

Jeffe: "Y/N" he says plainly as he pulls you up forcefully helping you up by hand, placing a hand on your shoudler as he pushed you to the back of his cruiser, cleary he looks very tired.

As he drives you home in his car you begin to shake, your not sure if it's the stress, the sugar of the fear. you know all 3 of them are going to be waiting for you home to scould you, maybe to yell and scream. you see Jeffe glaring at you in his rear view mirror, he looks so...sad?

Jeffe: " Y/n..."

You passivley ignore him.

Jeffe: "Y/N." He says strenly.

Y/N: "Yeah?"

Jeffe: "Do you know what youv'e done?"

Y/N: "Yeah."

Jeffe: "Really? Do you understand what your'e doing? I should arrest you not shoffere you home"

Y/N: "then let me out the car!"

Jeffe:"Don't you dare give me lip right now Y/n! You know is Aaron hadn't begged me not to I would arrest you, maybe I still will!" he turns to look at you while driving.

Jeffe: "And youv'e roped Mile's into it!"

Y/N: "That's not true"

Jeffe:" Inst't it?"#

Y/N:"no, I haven't done anything with him, never drank or smoked or pills or anything"

Jeffe: "But he knew?"

Y/N: "yeah, he got all 'I'm gonna tell your dad unless you tell me what's going on' "

Jeffe: "And what did you tell him?"

Y/N:" I told him I was smoking on the side and drinking on the weeknds"

Jeffe:" and were you?"

Y/N: "yeah"

Jeffe: "so what was all that stuff Aaron had around, you telling me you didn't take that?"

Y/N: "No I did, I just didn't tell him

Jeffe: "So your'e a lair and a drug addict?"

Y/N: "I am not an addict!"

Jeffe:"So your'e a lair?"

You rolled you eyes at him.

Jeffe: "Don't you roll your eyes at me young lady!"

He stopped the car, you thought he was about to yell at you some more, until you realised he had parked outside his block.

He pulled you out the back seat and esseinatlly shoved you up the stairs until you reached his front door, you were under the impression he would take you to your own home but no.

oh god oh god.

As Jeffe opended his front door you felt your body tense, you wanted to run again, but you had been caught.

Openeing the entrance you see the brown sofa, and sat on it was Rio, Miles and your Dad.

Oh fuck me...

(There shall be a pt2)

#yandere miles morales #Yandere Rio morales #yandere jeff morales #jefferson morales #rio morales x reader #rio morales #aaron davis #yandere spiderverse #platonic yandere #family yandere

336 notes · View notes

ok-ish-hermitcraft-headcanons · 3 months

Note

Just a bunch of species headcanons for the hermits! Also they are all either gods/immortal for fun :)

Xisuma (he/void): Voidwalker prince. Knows he's immortal. One of the oldest immortals

Grian (he/parrot/chirp/they): Parrot hybrid, Head/First Watcher. Minor god of chaos. Has lived a thousand lives. Treats YHS as a joke because why not?

Mumbo (he/him): Half Watcher, minor blood god. Does not know he's a god. Eats redstone for fun, scares his friends because of it.

Scar (he/it/vex): Vexling elf (Vex with allay magic). Does not know he's a god. Was born in Riverdale, kidnapped at a young age.

Pearl (she/her): Half-Watcher/moth hybrid. Also knows she's a god, actually likes the Watchers.

Impulse (he/they/yellow): Demon. Very much knows he's immortal, wishing that he isn't because he doesn't want to watch his brothers die. One of the oldest hermits

Tango (he/magma/they): Netherborn avian, Listener hybrid. Party knows he's a god. His Listener traits aren't visible and more of a development from the experience that was his high school to keep him fucking alive

Zed (he/void/wool): Harbinger of the Nether. Knows he's immortal. Looks like a basic sheep hybrid but also has demon wings and black blood!

Gem (she/her): Faun. Thinks she might be a god but it would mean her brothers aren't. Also has magic and can world-hop!

Etho (whatever vibes work for you): Voidling (Voidborn changeling), Watcher. Knows he's a god, could care less. First player turned Watcher. One of the first players

Iskall (they/he/she + some neos): Cyborg (also something else. I don't fucking know anymore). Doesn't care about gods, marked by the God of the Hunt.

Doc (he/it/blast): Creeper/goat/cyborg. Can and will fight the gods, Xisuma hopes that he doesn't find out he is immortal (he knows).

Ren (he/pup/they): Wolf-shifter. Knows he's the god of the Hunt. Idk this dude is cool

Bdubs (he/sun/sky): Glare/phantom hybrid, also has a connection to plants. God of the sun and flaunts it. Also is a full blooded Listener

Stress (she/leaf/spring): Nature spirt. Knows that she's immortal. Looks like a cinnamon roll, would kill you.

False (she/wing/they): Avian, with golden eagle wings. Does know she's a god, could care less.

Cleo (she/they/rot): Zombie hybrid. Knows she's immortal. Spites her old friends by getting attached to Joe. Also one of the oldest players

Joe (any pronouns): Angel of life. Known immortal. Just vibing with the soul he was meant to harvest.

Jevin (he/it/slime): Slime hybrid. Doesn't know he's immortal. Honestly idk much about him

Cub (he/it): Allayling (allay with vex magic.). Doesn't know he's a minor god. Claims to be a vex for fun.

TFC (he/ender): Ender dragon hybrid. Knows he's a god. Brothers with Notch and Herobrine.

Beef (he/they/it): Cow hybrid. Doesn't know he's immortal. He is basically just existing. Gotta love it.

Keralis (they/he/black/empty): Watcher!. Knows he's immortal. I also know next to nothing about this dude

Xb (he/river/fish/they/it): Guardian hybrid. Doesn't know he's a god. Idk fish

Hypno (he/they): Fire sprit. Could care less about being immortal.

Wels (he/him): Angel hybrid. Knows he's immortal. Hates being an angel because they are a bunch of stuck up beings.

----

Bonus (5) Helsmits:

Ex (he/they/void/end): Voidwalker prince, 2/3 Watcher. Yeah knows their immortal

Hels (they/it/he/fire/blaze/hell): Fallen angel/Watcher. Same as Wels tbh. But 10x worse because Wels escaped and Hels suffered.

Badtimes (he/blue/xe/they): Allayling! Also a Listener! Just vibing :D

Xornoth (they/it/red/dark/vine/he): Demonic elf! Demigod and just out there living vines life

Grain/Ariana Griande (she/it/chirp): Watcher! She knows it's immortal! (trans mtf not important to the hybrid sheet but important to me <3)

I went nuts with pronouns the rest of the helsmits have so much more I'm holding myself back bc I'm being forced to bed :( - 🔮🍄

fun!!

(also i’m so sorry this is from jan 2023)

58 notes · View notes

000marie198 · 4 months

Note

Sonic and Knuckles have respectively been called the ever-moving "wind" and an unmoving "mountain", so I think it's only fair to say that Tails is the "sky", because much like the sky itself, his potential is limitless

The urge to infodump about my Ochlos fic (elemental AU) here is so strong you have no idea how hard I'm holding back

Knowledge and potential as vast and limitless as the sky, a heart unmovable and strong and protective and deep like the mountain, a sprit that is free and persistent and unstoppable like the wind

I love nature analogies

#plz ask me abt my Ochlos AU my hyperfixation buddy has been radiosilent for weeks #sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #knuckles the echidna #team sonic my beloved #ask answered #sonic #sth #ochlos au

18 notes · View notes

gender-darling · 5 months

Text

(⠀🎀⠀) : ❝ Fruisurager ❞

[ Image ID: A rectangular flag with 7 horizontal stripes. The flag is sprit down the middle vertically, with different colors on either side. On the left the colors are as follows, and are mirrored after the last mentioned color: Dull dark sky blue, dull sky blue, desaturated green, and blue off-white. On the right the colors are as follows, and are mirrored after the last mentioned color: pale yellow-green, lime, green, and dark green. The flag next to it is identical. /ID end. ]

— ❝ Fruisurager ❞ : ❝ A gender connected to frutiger aero images containing fruit in some way. Examples shown below ❞

　　—　For day 8 of @revenant-coining's 1k followers event ! Based on the prompt "fruit" ^ ^ Don't tag as xenogender or xeneo !

Please read my rentry before interacting ! Don't repost ! ♡

Like what i do ? Consider donating to my Ko-Fi !

22 notes · View notes

robinette-green · 1 year

Text

Merry Christmas @theminiartblog !!!

I got you for Secret Santa!

I saw on ‘your about’ you that you are a big fan of anime and magical girls so I turned Dayton into a magical girl.

My canon for this AU:

Afton’s magic starts to infect people, turning them into animatronics that want to steal children. Using the powers that Sun and Moon provide her, Dayton turns these people back to normal and eventually takes on Afton himself.

Sun and Moon take on a sprit form when Dayton is using one of their powers to transform but they can be their 7ft tall selves or their sprite forms when Dayton is not in magical girl form.

Each form, day and night, has different powers so can be used for different situations.

Some singles of the pictures and a story that ended up being way longer than I meant it to under the cut.

How it started

The sky was gray and rainy as Dayton made her way home from work.

Some of the kids had been especially on edge today, which made Dayton's work a little more taxing than normal, but soon she'd be home and could relax. The daycare would be closed all weekend, and Dayton was looking forward to having an entire weekend to herself.

Thinking of how she would spend her evening, Dayton didn't see the purple light that flashed faintly through the trees of the park she was passing, but she did hear the scream. That was a child screaming, and it wasn't a playful scream. That was the scream of a child in pain.

At first, Dayton assumed there had to be an adult with the child who would help, but then the child started to scream words.

"LET ME GO! STOP IT!"

Dayton flew into action. That sounded like the kid was being abducted, and she'd rather be safe than sorry. Running through the park gate, Dayton could see a woman dragging a struggling child by the arm towards the park's far exit, towards the city proper. She could be the child's mother, they did look related, but the child had panic in their eyes.

"Hey!" Dayton called out, trying to get the woman's attention, but she didn't look round.

"HEY!" Dayton tried again as she trotted over to the two. Noticing her, the child started to yell for help, but once again, the woman didn't respond.

"H-HELP ME! M-MOMMY'S HURTING ME!"

Dayton grabbed the woman's arm, trying to get her attention that way, but when the woman looked at her, Dayton quickly let go and stepped back.

The woman's eyes were glowing purple.

In an instant, the woman's whole body started to glow, and her shape began to change within seconds.

Dayton grabbed the child and pulled them away as the kid's mother turned into a strange wolf-like creature in a rocker outfit. Dayton had never seen anything like this before. The creature was around 6 feet tall, had pink fur, and was now holding a heart-shaped guitar that they were brandishing like a weapon.

As she watched, the wolf growled, an oddly tinny sound, and lunged, swinging the guitar at Dayton's head. Dayton scooped the child into her arms and ran, ducking under the swing and just managing to avoid the hulking creature.

"Are you having fun yet!?" The wolf sang out before launching themselves at Dayton and the child again.

Having only seconds to react, Dayton flung herself and the child out of the way, hitting the ground and rolling, wood chips flying. The child screamed as the wolf flew by, hitting the ground a few feet away and skidding to a stop. Was it a trick of the light, or was the wolf creature made of metal?

The child was sobbing as Dayton shielded them with her body. This was insane! How were they going to be able to escape this thing? It was literally inhuman.

The wolf threw their guitar at the two huddled on the ground, and Dayton quickly rolled out of the way. The guitar smashed into the wood chips where Dayton and the child had just been, and the body cracked, letting out a wretched note.

There had to be something she could do! They weren't going to last long at this rate.

The wolf jumped again, claws extended, and Dayton curled around the child, trying to protect them. Eyes squeezed shut, Dayton waited for claws to rip her to shreds… but they didn't come.

A bright light burst between her and the wolf, two voices crying out.

"STOP!"

Two bells with ribbons attached clunked into the wood chips by Dayton's head, and she looked up. The light seemed to have blinded the wolf for the moment, the creature cowering away and clawing at its eyes.

This was perfect! She could get the child away…but what about the kid's mom? Was there any way to help the woman? Was she even still in there? And Dayton couldn't let this thing continue to run loose! It would hurt someone!

"Quick! Take the bells!"

"We can't help if you don't grab them now!"

Two voices. One high and anxious and the other low and scratchy.

Dayton stared blankly at the bells lying on the ground. How would picking these up help at all? And who were these two? Where were these two?

The wolf growled, starting to recover, and Dayton's body reacted. Reaching out, she grabbed the bells, and everything went yellow.

Warm yellow light enveloped her, and a little golden sun appeared before her, floating with her in this space.

"Hello, Friend!" Came that high voice, now sounding bubbly and happy. Then the sun shot forward and dissolved into Dayton's chest. A warm, happy feeling filled her body even as she panicked. What was going on!

The yellow light shifted to a deep blue, and a silver moon appeared before her. Dayton covered her chest as the deeper of the two voices said.

"Nighty Night."

The silver moon shot forward and dissolved into Dayton, unimpeded by her arms. A cool, calm feeling now filled Dayton, and she found she was feeling sleepy. Then it was over.

Dayton was standing on the wood chips right where she had been lying moments before. She was wearing a frilly yellow dress she had not been wearing before, and the child was sitting at her feet.

"Don't be scared!" Called the wolf.

Dayton didn't have time to freak out, the wolf launching itself at her again. Dayton picked up the child and jumped out of the way; her jump sent them both flying into the air, soaring above the playground. Somehow landing safely on the other side of the playground, Dayton tried not to freak out. What was going on!!

"Oooo! You're a quick learner! This should be so much fun!"

Dayton looked around frantically for the source of the voice, and a small yellow sprite zipped into her field of vision. He had the head of a sun and was wearing yellow and red jester clothing reminiscent of the dress Dayton was currently wearing.

"You can go ahead and put our little friend down. They should be safe over here while you and I help their mom!"

"What? What are- Wait! How are we going to help? She's turned into- into that!" Dayton gestured wildly at the growling wolf. Wanting to know what this little creature was was outweighed by the thought of being able to fix this. What if she could put this right? Maybe she could. This little yellow guy seemed to think so.

"No Time to waste! I'll explain as we go!"

Questions later, action now.

Setting down the child, Dayton said gently.

"Wait here for me. I'll do what I can to help your mom, okay?"

Luckily, the beast seemed more interested in getting rid of Dayton than going after the child again, so all Dayton had to do was stay far away from the child to keep them out of harm's way. The battle started with Dayton mostly dodging out of the way, unsure what to do as the wolf attacked.

"Call on your solar staff!" Said the sun creature. He had taken up position on Dayton's shoulder.

"My, what now?" Dayton said before jumping out of the way of another swipe of the wolf's claws.

"Your solar staff! Just hold out your hand and say, 'May the sun's rays warm my heart!'" That sounded a little dumb, but magic was apparently real, so… worth a shot.

"May the sun's rays warm my heart!" Dayton said, holding out her hand and a golden staff with a sun floating over a crescent moon at the top appeared in her grasp. Now she had a weapon!

"Wonderful, friend! Now point your staff at the animatronic and say, 'solar flare!'"

Okay… easy enough… wait.

"Did you say animatronic?" Dayton asked, but the little sun creature waved its hands in the air and shouted.

"No time! I'll explain later!"

The wolf was running straight for them. Pointing the staff at the creature, Dayton shouted

"SOLAR FLARE!" And a blinding yellow light hit the creature in the chest. The light seemed to go through the woman, taking something that looked kinda like a purple ghost bunny with it. The bunny screamed and burned up in the light then the light faded. The woman was left sitting on the ground, back to normal.

#dcass2022 #I really hope you like it!#glitter rock #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf security breach #magical girl au #fnaf magical girl #digital art #merry christmas #glitter rock art

55 notes · View notes

halloweenvalentine1997 · 5 months

Text

It’s cold in this monochrome room.

There’s a whisper of someone leaving, walking down an unknown hall.

I’ve just awoken to a closed, locked door.

Flashes of memory come back.

I was given a dose of chloroform by a swing set in a night-filled park.

I was drunk, telling him about how I don’t believe in god.

He must have taken me to his house, to this room where there are Latin words and phrases scrawled on the walls.

A woman in white gazes from a painting, a foreboding castle behind her.

I imagine drifts of moonlit snow gathering on the graves of my enemies.

The man who took me slams open the door, steps back into the room.

His eyes are a cruel, pale violet.

He tells me he’s been watching me for years, and he wants to gather my tears in a jar.

He wants to bury me in meadow grass.

He wants me to lie on the red star spray-painted on the floor.

My sprit eludes my body and I’m standing over myself.

In the middle of nowhere, in a dark region.

A rotten house where religion gets violent.

I run out the door, an invisible ghost fleeing my own crime scene.

Searching for other dead girls in the blue of an early morning.

I wander the wasteland of hidden blades, bullet holes in windows, grim street corners.

Places where people go to hide in tunnels of light.

There is no one anywhere to be seen.

A thousand years from now, I’ll remember his malefic gaze when he killed me.

Purple irises sparking as I died on the five-pointed star.

He will sweep me off of the floor.

He will leave me under the dead kingdom of the sky.

I’ll cling to this frozen world and haunt every place I see.

- Janine Crellin

#poetry #11-28-23

6 notes · View notes

vespersposts · 1 year

Text

KNB: a scented story

Hello everyone!

✨Here is the post that came out of a conversation with the wonderful beauties @fellow-deviant, @lamnwar, @0214letters, @officialparentofadrien ✨

What perfume could the Knb guys wear according to their personality (and in my opinion)?

I'll put my choices here, let me know if you agree or disagree. I have also included 3 characters that I am particularly fond of, but I am open to adding others if you suggest them.

Part 2 here

🩵 Kuroko:

determined, kind but also very in touch with the sensitivities of others. Reminds me a bit of the sunrise after a night out with friends, that feeling of a unique and comfortable moment.

I think he would wear a fresh perfume, slightly spicy but not bitter, perhaps with an aquatic and metallic touch, something like

Echo- Davidoff -> suede, nutmeg, sandalwood and a touch of chili.

💜Musakibara:

Apparently lazy, a bit spoilt, fond of sweets and sports, he is like those neighbourhood cats who seem to spend all their time with their bellies in the sun and instead have a strict schedule of where to go for cuddles. He reminds me of brown sugar, sweet but also aromatic, and in my opinion he is the type that would do wonders with a unisex fragrance based on vanilla and osmanthus but with a warm, woody base (I love the contrast between his 2 metres and the delicacy of white flowers). He'd rock this one:

Vanilla Exclusif- Mancera -> White Peach, Osmanthus, Whipped cream and Brown sugar with a base of amber and woods.

💛 Kise:

It makes me smile just thinking about him. The brother I would like: polite, sunny, affectionate but also capable, competitive, empathetic and not at all bothered by his success or beauty. OK, he's a Gemini like me, so sometimes we're a bit of a nuisance, but…. You get used to it! He reminds me of the excitement of doing something for the first time, of having to keep a secret in order to surprise someone, but also of the fear of getting bored quickly and being left behind.

This complexity can be expressed with a zesty, citrusy opening that evolves with pepper and ends with musk and incense (which are in perfumery the connection between sprit and body). It's a sexy scent, for sure!

Dylan Blue- Versace -> bergamot, fig, pepper, papyr, musk, incense.

💚 Midorima:

Quoting Hitchcock's definition of Grace Kelly, he is 'hot ice'.

Serious, meticulous, ironic and quirky all at once, he has an undeniable charm, always keeping you on the edge of love-hate. He reminds me of a garden in the sun, but also of a library at midnight, a plate of hot ramen but also the slush that makes you 'freeze your brains out'. For him, I chose a fragrance that is apparently very masculine but revolves all around a delicate flower: iris.

Dior Homme Eau for Men- Dior -> grapefruit, iris, amber, cedarwood.

💘 Akashi:

The guy who has everything but the emotional necessary. Yet he struggles, with struggles that no one sees, to become himself again but also not to lose what he has learnt. Sei reminds me of confidences drinking lemon tea, roses, peace after great suffering, the beauty of balance when you had to build it; but also the thrill of imagining a new future.

Rose ikebana- Hermes -> roses, rhubarb, tea, spices, moss

💙 Aomine:

The bad guy who is not so bad. The lazy guy who tries to get noticed because he's too messed up to realise he needs to, the guy who thought he'd lost his best friend's trust and interest in his greatest passion. I'd like to give him an alpha male scent, but in my opinion Daiki is much simpler, in the sense of minimal. It reminds me of a warm sunny day where you don't have to do anything special, maybe on holiday, when you have time to look up teh sky and fantasise. I think he would happily wear something low-key, like 'your skin but better', with ozone (oxygen) notes, amber wood and musk.

I'm also sure that if his better half gave him a perfume he would bathe in it every time he knew he had to see her, but that's another story.

11 11 - Lake & Skye -> ozonic, musk, amberwood

🩷 Momoi:

My favourite girl in the series, so understanding, sweet but also determined. She does not compromise but knows how to stand aside, she trusts Tetsu and his intuition blindly and she is right. The patience of the saints both with the GOM and at Too, the need to be part of a group and to keep being together. She is very feminine, but also very sharp so she reminds me of the scent of magnolia which is sweet but not cloying. For her I chose a simple floral with a hint of lemon to emphasise her freshness.

Magnolia Alba- Chloè -> Magnolia, citrus zest

❤ Kagami:

The boy who is all fire and passion but is a first-class softie. He always makes me smile when he gets embarrassed over nothing or when his mighty physicality clashes with that not-so-well-hidden shyness. He is a mix that struggles to find its roots, but he is an intelligent guy, just a bit impulsive. I think he uses an 'important' perfume to cover himself a little. I think the perfume that was created as the 'essence of determination' is perfect for him.

Blue de Chanel- Chanel -> woody, zesty, green notes

🩶 Teppei:

He deserves more consideration. He has this adult/kid ambivalence that makes him so charming, an eccentric but also a character who is able to inspire and uplift others even when he himself is in doubt. He's shrewd but never harsh, sometimes a little manipulative (but for a good purpose). When i think about him I think about opposites, like tecnology and traditition all blended together. So this perfume has notes of Yuzu but also sea and ambergris (that is syntetic).

Invictus Aqua- Paco Rabanne -> Yuzu/ marine/violet leaf/ambregris

Ok, seems like i finished this loooong rant! Hope you arent bored out of your minds. Let me know you impressions if you like!

Lots of kisses!

#vreplies #knb scenario #knb #kuroko no basket #the basketball which kuroko plays #knb kuroko #knb kise #knb murasakibara #knb midorima #knb aomine #knb momoi #knb taiga #knb teppei #knb analysis #knb perfumes #knb fun #me and my moots

34 notes · View notes