#wisper of the heart

[chaotictoon]

Library

Cartoon girls + library

#books #book worm #library #school #winx #bloom #winx bloom #dc superhero girls #wonder woman #diana #equestria girls #sunset shimmer #belle #beuty and the beast #pretty cure #wisper of the heart #cartoon school

[guardianofdreams]

Studio Gibli

#studio gibli #hayao miyazaki #hayao miyazaki world is amazing #kiki's delivery service #princess mononoke #my neighbor totoro #wisper of the heart #anime #anime crush #90s anime #anime and manga #cuteness #cute art #aesthetic #miyazakihayao #black cat #kiki #jiji the cat #sunflower #anime aestetic #mononoke movie #anime movie #lessismore #love is beautiful #love is love #my childhood #best anime #best #i want to live in anime #art

[903note]

07/2022

愛媛

model : Tomomi, Kaho and Erika

#lomography #kodakm35 #japan #japantravel #lomo lc a+ #lomo lc a #film photography #lomo800 #photografy #kodakfilm #wisper of the heart

[mariafraniayu]

10 Film Terfavorit

Prompt tulisan harianApa saja sepuluh film terfavorit Anda?Lihat semua tanggapan Film, dalam definisinya adalah media audio visual yang menggabungkan dua unsur penting, yaitu naratif dan sinematik. Unsur naratif berhubungan dengan tema, sedangkan unsur sinematik berhubungan dengan alur atau jalan cerita yang runtun, dari awal hingga akhir. Ada berbagai jenis film seperti anime, action dramas…

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#3 Idiots #dailyprompt #dailyprompt-2035 #Film #Harry Potter #I hate love story #Ruroini Kenshin #The Six Sense #Titanic #Valerian #Venom #Wisper of the Heart #Zindagi Na Mlegi Dobora

[agent-tempest]

This line broke my silly little heart:(

#She says it so scared and in a wisper #heart=broken #alina starkov #shadow and bone season 1 #shadow and bone #netflix #jessie mei li #grishaverse #leigh bardugo #enya talks #enya talks s&b #enya talks grishaverse

[healthfitnesszen]

Inspiration | Love Yourself | Facts Of Love | Love whispers | Motivation...

#youtube #love #life pain #heart #loveypurself #wisper #facts #factsoflife

[wispy-ispy]

6+ hours in the ER to be told nothings wrong- what a day

#I love having a dumb heart #glad I didn’t die #/lhj #I fell asleep in the exam bed #had a plastic tab poking my tit for most of it too #and got told I might just need a heart monitor if my rhb goes that high again #living the life #wispers

[bat-luun]

KISS MEEEEEE KISS MEE WITH YOUR EYES CLOSEDDD

#WISPER THAT YOUR HEART SHOWSSSS #ALL I WANT IS YOUUUUUU YEA YOUUU

[dinogoofymutated]

Hi there! I'm currently watching the original X men series to catch up to 97, and I'm in love with Gambit.

Would it be possible to ask for Remy and reader to be on a secret mission, and the Ole "make out so they don't suspect us" trope comes in, and gambit kinda (obviously) has feelings...?

It could be sfw or nsfw, either is perfect! Thank you for all that you do, I've been trying to find fics for the xmen for a while 🙏🙏

Kinda spicy! Gambit/GN!reader

YESS!! YESSSS!!! I legit had a dream about this situation with remy the day before you sent me this ask and I was cackling in joy when I saw this! I basically hyperfixated on it because I love this trope.

TWS: sexual themes n shit, no explicit smut. As always, reader written while picturing fem! but no specific pronouns mentioned. Semi-public making out and touching. Nipples be touched but size and type of breast not mentioned.

-Ps- reader can see heat signatures for plot purposes. I usually try to keep powers ambiguous but it was a NEED!

"In here, quick!" Remy's thick draw catches your attention, just before he yanks you into an alley. The two of you were in New Orleans, looking for a specific mutant Xavier wanted to talk to. The only downside was that Remy still had a warrant out for his arrest, and wanted posters plastered all over the city from bourbon Street to the garden district.

"Don't worry Cher. You said. NOPD 'dumber than a sack of rocks, you said!" You gripe at him. Remy laughs, tugging you around the corner. The alleyways on Burbon street are mostly private areas, owned and sealed off by the bars that line the storefronts- but Remy knew this city like the back of his hand. However, things had changed since he was here last. That became apperent when the two of you reach the end of the alleyway and there's a brand new brick wall, a dead end.

Remy curses and skids to a stop, causing you to slam into his back. You send him a dirty look as you whip around, eyes adjusting to the brick surroundings. It's hard to make out the figures of the cops through the walls of the busy bar in in front of you, too many people crowding the street for drinks even this late at night. You strain your eyes a bit, but are able to make out the stiff-shouldered men, heat signature slightly elevated from booking it after the two of you. Unfortunately, they're headed towards the mouth of the alleyway.

"Damnit." You mutter, turning back to Remy. He understands what you mean just by looking at your face. He hums, thinking for a moment before he begins to take out a playing card. You grab his arm to stop him, trying to ignore how warm his skin is against your own.

"Don't. The explosion will just lead them to us." You say. Remy nodds, glancing at the corner before suddenly caging you against the wall of the alleyway. You try not to blush as he does so. Remy smirks at you, and you think your heart might just explode. You remind yourself that this is standard Remy behavior, but it doesn't stop your face from heating up. You can only hope it's too dark for him to see you properly.

"Well, there is another way we could fool those pigs." Remy says, quieter than before. You cock an eyebrow at him before looking back over in the direction of the alleyways opening, able to spot the cops as they begin to enter. In your peripheral, you see Remy running his fingers through his hair to flatten it. You open your mouth to ask him what he has in mind, but the sound of footsteps cut you off.

"-Well, if you're going to do something, you better do it quick!" You whisper back at him. Remy pushes you further against the cold brick, his hands drifting down to your waist as he leans over to wisper in your ear.

"Trust me, Cher. I'll take care of you." His words cause goosebumps to rise at the back of your neck, and you hardly have time to react before he's kissing you. Your eyes are blown wide, heart thumping wildly as you start to slowly relax into the kiss.

Unsurprisingly, Remy is a really, really good kisser. It's hard to focus while he's touching you like this, kissing you deeply like he loves you. He nips at your lip, and you gasp, having forgotten about everything else already. His tongue darts into you mouth, caressing the skin he finds there. You let out a small moan as one of his hands drifts lower, caressing your thigh and hiking your leg up just a bit. Your own hands slowly slide up his chest, drifting to his neck.

The heat in your chest is unbearable when Gambit separates from the kiss, a string of spit connecting your mouths before he wipes it away, nothing but affection on his eyes. You're panting for breath while he kisses the corner of your mouth, then your cheek, and then lower. Remy places wet kisses on your neck, sucking and biting as he tries to swallow you whole. You thread your hands through his soft hair as his does so, fully encouraging him to ravage you in whatever way he would like. One of his hands begins to slide under your shirt when a cough startles you out of your heated state.

Your first instinct is to turn towards the noise, but Gambit is quick to cup your cheek and pull you into another heated kiss before your head could move a centimeter. He keeps you occupied as his other hand fully caresses the skin beneath your shirt, squeezing and caressing your breast. You hear another exhausted sigh from the cops. You crack and eye open slightly, knowing they cant see you do so in the dark. One of them begins to raise his voice, but the other smacks him on the shoulder.

"Just another pair of drunks. We've got bigger things to worry about right now." The cop says. You could practically hear the other roll his eyes before they turn to and walk away. Gambit brings your attention back to him and only him when you feel a finger brush lightly against your nipple. You gasp, and Remy chuckles, playfully biting your lip as he pulls away. He's smirking as he looks at you, and you can only imagine what you look like right now.

"Looks like you enjoyed that." He teases, voice low and husky. You can't seem to pull your thought together properly when he's looking at you like that. You nervously look away, hands playing with his collar.

"And if I did?" You ask, glancing back at him to gage his reaction. He looks surprised at first, face morphing into a lovestruck smile before he tries to cover it up with a smirk. Didn't stop you from being able to see the heat rise to his cheeks, however.

"Then gambit thinks we should do this more often."

#SORRY FOR HIS THIRD PERSON SHIT I CANT STOP MYSELF #also #i miss new orleans #we used to have a close family friend that lived there but she moved and I haven’t been back in a while :( #never been to bourbon street btw I wasn't legal last time i visited and also new orleans drunk is a kind of drunk i do not want to run intk #x men 97 #x men #x men comics #x men 97 x reader #x men headcannons #gambit #remy lebeau #gambit x reader #remy lebeau headcannons #remy lebeau imagine #remy lebeau x reader #x men remy lebeau #gambit imagine #gambit headcanons

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Zhongli - Gojo-like Archon Reader

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You guys are killing with this spacing your asks thing, just make a paragraph, please! T^T

Anywho! Be forewarned! I believe that the character of Gojo Satoru is heavily intertwined with his physical appearance, so the readers will have his eyes and probably also his hair, but hair color is never mentioned.

                                                                                                   

☄•♡•☄•♡•☄•♡•☄•♡•☄•♡•☄•♡•☄•♡•☄

☄ Words cannot describe how he felt when you gave him a look of pity and disappointment after learning he made a deal with the Tsarista and gave up his Gnosis. Like, how can such a childish person give him such an ego crushing look? Ouch.

☄ Zhongli found your carefree and childish personality to be, frankly, a nuisance. While yes, you help him wind down when he's thinking of his heartbreaking past; he doesn't need a Hu Tao at his residence too.

☄ To say that this man was shocked upon witnessing your complete 180° shift in personality while you fight would be a lie. He was absolutely shocked, awed, flabbergasted and bamboozled... and a little turned on. You were so serious and held such authority and conviction in your voice that he couldn't help but swoon. (Subtly, of course)

☄ Though, Zhongli did notice how cruel you can be with your opponents and he kind of wishes you would tone it down a bit. It reminds him of his losses during the archon war and he doesn't want to associate you with any painful memories because he treasures you so much.

☄ Your confidence in your abilities and status translates to him as haughtiness at first. But upon witnessing you fight first hand and thinking about your reputation as an archon, he understands.

☄ There has been many an occasion where you show up late to a scheduled meeting between the two of you because you were off buying sweets. Consider Zhongli annoyed. But you made up for it by treating him to some Bamboo Shoot Soup and a promise to let him tell you as many stories as he wants.

☄ You once playfully teased (bullied) Barbatos about how weak he'd become from being absent from his people; you also stole his wine, what a great day that was. It seems you enjoyed gloating to Barbatos and himself about your accomplishments as well.

☄ Zhongli noticed right away that whenever you both were out and about, if he so much as glances at something, it's in a take away bag before he can even blink. It's to the point where he can't even forget his mora because you hid it from him just so he can't try and pay. He appreciates your generosity but let him pay you back, please.

☄ There has been many times that he's had to drag you away from the Liyue citizens. You just can't help yourself, can you? He hopes to steer you away from that behavior by giving you his best disappointed stare. It never works...

☄ Your constant need to fight people is giving Zhongli grey hairs! Why do you want to fight Beelzebul? He doesn't understand! And isn't this La Signora woman dead? That's what Childe told him, at least. How about the two of you just sit down and enjoy some tea together?

☄ Why must you speak such romantic words to him in such a risqué manner all the time? Thank you, he's glad you think he's very attractive, but must you wisper it in his ears all sultry like. You're both in public, please don't feel him up so carelessly, it's embarrassing. Stop looking at him like that with those pretty blue eyes. He'll still let you do it though, so long as you don't do too much in public.

☄ Zhongli finds it a bit funny how you look to him for praise whenever you do something 'cool' or complete a mundane task. He thought you were joking at first until you whined about him being cold hearted and cruel. So now, he usually gives you a kiss on the forehead and then the lips while saying he's proud of you.

☄ He unfortunately found that you and that irritating, wine reeking bard are friends... great. How did he find out, you ask? He stumbled upon a very drunk you clinging onto Barbatos and murmuring about how "my boyfriend is so cruel because he won't tell me where mora comes from". Let's just say he gave you the first of many future biggyback rides that day.

☄ You're like Hu Tao, Childe and Venti all smooshed into one person and it's killing him. But he loves you, so he'll put up with that bratty attitude of yours for the time being, but trust, he'll sort that out soon.

☄ Speaking of Hu Tao and Childe, it's Zhongli's top priority to keep the three of you from meeting each other. If you three meet, he'll never have restful sleep again and he knows it. Please give him a break and stop asking him to go to the funeral parlor and Northland Bank, he doesn't know how long he can handle it anymore.

☄ Sometimes, when you're being too energetic for his liking, he'll sling you over his shoulder and bring you to his bedroom. Then he'll trap you in his arms and lay your head on his chest and just lay there and cuddle with you while you play with his hair. Looping it around your fingers, braiding it, combing through it with your fingers; he finds it very relaxing.

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#gender neutral reader #male reader #gn reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin x male reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin zhongli #genshin impact zhongli #zhongli x male reader #zhongli x reader #zhongli x gn reader #zhongli x gender neutral reader #genshin x jjk #jjk #gojo satoru #gojo

[angelpassing-by]

SOMETHING BAD GOING ON LATELY

Characters: Zhongli, Diluc. Genre: angst, comfort. Your boyfriend realises over time you're in a bad mental space and comforts you after you open up. Modern AU. Tw: self harm, not graphic mention of injuries and self harm scars, depression episodes. A/N: English is not my first language. A bit rambly and incoherent, I'm afraid-

ZHONGLI ִ  ֗- - - - - - - - ꔫ - - - - - - - - ִ  ۫ 

You hadn't really been feeling yourself lately. Things happened around you as if they were filtered by a distorted glass. Words had a static sound behind them, and even silence felt somehow too heavy.

You laid still most of the time, waiting for the time to pass by, one, two, five hours and counting. Without the soft humming of your partner the air on the appartment felt constricting. The couch wasn't even that comfortable, but you didn't have the energy to get up.

it took some time for the ex-archon to pick up on your behaviour, all in all, as an inmortal being, he was used to stillness. Plus, it definetly didn't help that you weren't normally very energetic either.

"Honey, are you feeling fine?"

That had been a particularly difficult day as you were forced out of your home by your friends. They laughed and joked and you felt so, so out of place through the entire time. You couldn't help but feel inadequate. You weren't as funny as them, or as pretty, or smart or kind. You just couldn't figure out how to reach to them, and in your poor state of mind, everything you could think about was how little you gave to them.

"Yes, just kind of tired, don't worry." You lied, slowly getting up and heading to the kitchen for a glass of water.

"Are you sure, you have been a bit down lately." He trailed behind you but his words seemed to vanish on thin air, or maybe be swallowed by too-thick air.

You couldn't be bothered to respond, why would you? Things changed around you, you could do nothing. Words were spoken, but life just continued after all, long and miserable. And you, you were just watching from the sidelines.

"Do you want to go somewhere? Or maybe just order takeout and watch something." Your boyfriend was getting anxious, he knew nothing about human beings.

Maybe you were sick.

"I'm fine. I'll go to bed early though so don't bother." You talked drily, where were the endearing nicknames or the shy smiles? Zhongli couldn't help but wonder.

You went to bed early without saying goodnight and were still fast asleep when he got up for work. Well, actually, you had prentended to be sleeping, feeling the sweet goodnight kiss on your temple and the squeeze on your hand when he left.

You felt like a terrible partner, avoiding your significant other. In truth, you were scared, what if he dind't seem real? What if he suddenly had the realisation that you were nothing but a bystander in everyone's life?

That night, the scene repeated, but instead of confronting you, Zhongli simply asked in a gentle manner "Can I hug you, my dear?"

That caught you by surprise and you absentmidedly nodded, still convinced that he wouldn't dare to touch you. But he did, wrapping you in big, warm arms and securing you to his chest, the fabric of his expensive suit rubbing against your cheek.

In that precise moment, time froze, the glass cage that had been keeping you isolated for weeks shattering. The thrumming of his heart against your ear, clearer than any sound you'd heard as of lately. His hands on your back felt so real, so genuine. You dind't even noticed that you were talking, softly wispering as he rubbed your back in circular motions.

"You're real."

DILUC ִ  ֗ - - - - - - - - ꔫ - - - - - - - - ִ  ۫ 

That was one of the only times when you could actually feel like yourself. When the pressure on your chest was lifted and the stream of tears clouded that little skeptical voice inside your mind.

"Are you even real?"

"Do you exists if no one looks at you?"

"Everything would be fine if you were gone."

The steady pulse hammering your head as the heavy droplets of crimson slide across your marred skin somehow gave you peace. And you felt horrible for it. Horrible for relapsing and falling again for old vices. Horrible for lying to your boyfriend. Horrible because everything was fine, yet you still felt distant from it all.

The tender scars across your arms itched as you tugged on your long sleeves, always paranoid that they would to slip down, just enough to reveal a trail of swollen skin and distorted lines. The anxiety making you space out from whatever your boyfriend was talking at that moment. Truthfully, you had no energy left to hear some story about drunkards or the mysterious Dark Night.

" - and of course, Charles just had to do it, you know?" Diluc, immersed in his monologue as he was, had unconsciously approached you, a shoulder brushing against you own.

You made an uncomfortable noise when he pulled you closer but aside from a hurt look, he let it slide and proceed to ask about your day. Pretty uneventful, you still managed to pull a believable performance sprinkling some exaggerations and white lies into your tale.

From that day on the exchange repeated a handful of times and finally you felt something change in the air between you two. Diluc became careful when approaching you, choosing to keep his distance, and colder, quite literally. You had grown, over the time you both had been together, accustomed to the heat that he naturally radiated due to his vision but now, with your body hidden under layers and layers of protective fabric, the temperature was unbearable. That coldness had seeped into the atmosphere at your home. With Diluc unable to use his love language in fear that it would make you uncomfortable, the tension built up.

"Did I do anything?" That was the last thing you were expecting that day.

You had slipped into bed quickly after a small dinner and Diluc had promptly followed you to the master bedroom, sitting out of arm reach at the edge of the mattress.

"No!" You voice came louder than you had expected it. "No" You repeated yourself quietly.

"Then why this? Did someone do something to you?" He finally looked at you, deeply into your eyes with a scared expression.

"No, it's got nothing to do with you or anybody else. It's just... too hot."

He smiled awkwardly and tried to joke it off "Am I really that hot that you can't stand being around me?"

But you didn't laugh and his serious face and deep frown reappeared. "Maybe if you didn't wear so many layers -"

"No"

"Why?"

And then it happened, it never occurred to you he would ask why. Why? And then you told him. The words pouring out of your mouth without any cohesion or structure. You told him about that part of yourself, the one that didn’t let you live in peace. You told him about that not feeling real that you carried around, about the cuts and how you didn't know how to stop, how to make the urge go away. You rambled until your throat felt sore and your head began pulsating with the familiar thrumming of an imminent headache.

"I know you are not fine, " he paused and moved closer to you "and I doubt there's anything really I can do. But I want - no - I need to help you. I can't stand to see you in pain, I love you too much and you love yourself too little. So please, tell me, what can I do?" His face pleading for something, anything.

Deep red eyes searched for yours before you hesitantly asked, "Can I hold your hand?"

#genshin impact #tw depression #tw self harm #tw depressing stuff #genshin angst #genshin comfort #zhongli x reader #zhongli comfort #diluc x reader #diluc comfort #diluc angst #zhongli angst #depression comfort

[silent-browser]

Why is it that I often turn my sad into yanderes?

Anywho Yan! Manager x struggling!reader.

You haven't had a job in literal months. The rent is due and landlord isn't looking to excuse any more payments. Your fridge only has half a loaf of bread and a quarter filled bottle of watery ketchup. Stress infuses your very soul, you have not known a moment of true peace and security since you left home.

And you are exactly who they were looking for.

They had known you from high school. The two of you didn't talk much but from what they saw while they were stalking you you are a wonderful and sweet person. Deserving of praise beyond worship. And they admit that they had at some point became irredeemably obsessed.

They unfortunately lost contact with you when they transferred out to be moved into college early but now they had found you again. Duller than before sure but they are sure that with just a bit of love and care you can become that friendly and lovable person they knew you to be. But would you accept their love? Their worship and adulation?

No. You were always very independent. Insisted that you could do almost anything on your own. How admirable. No they had to help you in a subtle way. In a way that you wouldn't know they were offering you aid...

*ding*

A phone notification.

You check your phone, readying yourself to tell whoever texted that you were fine and everything was fine and to not worry about you. Instead you see an email notification. A job offer. For an administrative position in a local but sizable company in your town.

What?

You read the email over again. 'Now hiring at such-n-such company. Position open, office manager. Pays $$$/hr, full benefits, all insurance coverages, paid vacation, dental, paid time off. Requirements, good attitude and a pretty smile. Apply now!'

...This was so obviously a scam...

A very cruel one considering your current situation but a scam none the less so you delete it quickly and continue wallowing and scrolling through job sites.

"NOOOOOOO! WHY!? WHAT HAPPENED!?" Fists slam into a hardwood desk. "What was wrong with the application darling? W-were the benefits not enough? The money?" They cupped their phone gently as they continued to watch their poor darling get sadder and more gaunt as seconds passed.

"No matter dearest," they wispered before kissing their phone screen, "I can just change the job listing for you."

*ding*

A new phone notification.

'Now hiring at same such-n-such company. Position open, personal secretary. Pays $$$$/hr, full benefits, all insurance cover-'

"Another scam" you mumble before deleting the email once more.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Frenzied typing filled the room. "I would never scam you darling! That's the same as betraying you and I would rather DIE than betray you dear. Never. Never.. never never never" they continued to mumble under their breath as they typed up a new email.

*ding*

"god dang it"

'Now hiring at such-n-such company. Position open, emotional support human. Pays, $$$$$/hr everything you could ever want dear. Full benefits, all insurance coverages, the heart of the CEO-'

#soft yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere worshipper #y/n:... scam #yan: NOOOOO #yandere stalker

[kiwi2229]

Lunch notes

(James Potter / Regulus Black | 452 words)

For @jegulus-microfic prompt: Note

James is sitting on the sofa enjoying a cup of tea since Harry was finally asleep for more than 30 minutes when Regulus came home from work. Usually, his husband would smile and kiss him if it was a good workday or flung himself on the sofa in his true Black dramatic nature if it was a bad day. But today Regulus just glared at him.

“Hello, love?” James asks testing the waters.

“Oh, am I love now?” Regulus narrows his eyes. At the beginning of their relationship, James would be worried he did something wrong immediately going into a panic spiral. After all these years he learned to wait and see if the situation is truly worth panicking about.

“Reggie, you are always my love, the only one. My heart and soul…” James is watching Regulus carefully if the flattery is helping. “… the meaning of my life. How could you ever think you were anything less than my happiness?”

Regulus scoffs and says hurriedly. “So, where the fuck is my note?”

James has to bite his lower lip and hit behind the mug not to grin widely. “You mean the love notes I put into your lunch boxes you insist you don’t need and are unnecessary and too mushy?”

“Yes.” Regulus glares at him his hands crossed over his chest. Somehow James forgot. It was a crazy morning with Harry running around. He looks up at his husband with an apologetic smile, but he knows the corners of his mouth are twitching.

“I’m sorry.”

Regulus waves his hand gesturing to James. “Write me one now, Potter.”

“Isn’t it a little late now? I will write one tomorrow.” James says reaching for him. Regulus doesn’t put much or more precisely any fight as James tugs to his lap. Regulus settles but is still pouting. James laughs and kisses the wrinkles between his eyebrows. He reaches behind him to pull out a small notebook and pen.

He rests the paper against Regulus’ bent knee so the boy can see as he writes.

For my lovely Reggie, who refuses to admit how much he adores me even tho we are married and have a kid. But he is a terrible liar, so I know anyway. Love you, Jamie

He draws a little heart at the end of the note. “Better, love?” He asks as he folds the paper and gives it to his husband. Regulus buries his face into James’ neck, the note holding close to his chest.

“Thank you.” He wispers. James grins and kisses the top of his head.

Little James knows that in the very back of their closet there is a hidden paper box filled with folded lunch notes.

#I'm sorry but this is so cute #I know I wrote it #but look at them #I'm gonna cry #james potter #regulus black #james potter x regulus black #james x regulus #jegulus #jegulus microfic #starchaser #sunseeker #kiwi2229 writes microfics

[903note]

21/09/2022

軽井沢高原教会

#japan #fujifilm #fujixs10 #fujixseries #japantravel #photografy #スタジオジブリ #studio ghibli #wisper of the heart

[passionpeachy]

Does it still count as a sapphic poetic love letter if I use all pronouns? Who cares, I have great tits so I think it's valid.

Even through we never met, I feel like I could just find you in a crowd.

It would be so easy, wouldn't it?

But why is that?

Why does your radiance shine through enough for me to recognize it in a sea of other lights?

Maybe it's the way you joke, eyes probably crinkling in delight when someone laughs.

Maybe it's the way you talk so happily about your interests. Oh, I wish I could hear your rants all day, even if I don't particularly care for things you talk about. I think it's enough that you're talking and I can look at the way your eyes shine.

I want to touch your hair and run my fingers through it. See how it feels, see how it shines in the daylight. And maybe under the moonlight, if you allow me to take you out some time. Could I kiss your hands under the moonlight? Those hands of a lovely, blushing girl. Those hard working, calloused fingers still feel so delicate when they trace my cheek. But, of course, only in my mind - I could never allow myself the sin of being under your hands. Oh, but is it? Is it truly wrong of me to look at your skin and see divine beauty in every curve, to wish to kiss your heart so you may never experience it's cold ache? Somehow no one has convinced me fully yet.

I don't feel I deserve your smile - I'm a bitter person, you know? So why does it make me so happy to hear from you? To wonder how your touch feels? I wonder what you truly think of me. And what you'll think of the true me, ugly, bitter side of the one you still seem to cherish.

Love truly is cruel - how could you, a delicate pearl, look at me like I am more that a piece of lonely rock lying deep in the sea where no one will look at me but the oh so lonely fish that live down there?

Just maybe, If I ignore the wispers of the cold-blooded ones and get closer to the skies, to you - I will shine like you? Oh, how I hope so. To reflect light in the ways you do, to be, to feel worthy of being near you, even if my form in darker than yours. Even if I am not as perfect.

And maybe, the closer I get to you, I'd see your true form half hidden inside the shell, under those see-through covers. A little more there, little less here, some scratches - gods, you're beautiful. You're more beautiful then you realize, probably. Why are you so perfect in your imperfectness? Your form, your character - just you. Oh, how I would wish to have your heart just as you have mine.

You're too sweet, you know that? I love you so much, I think I'm starting to love myself through an extension of you. I see myself in your eyes, and maybe I am not the little nimble pebble I once through I was. And maybe you're not the perfectly round in all aspects, cold white pearl I saw you as. Maybe we've both been lost pearls living without protection scratched by the cruel storms in the sea. And maybe we're both better than we think, and only now are learning to see it in each other's expressions under the warm light of love?

I hope so.

The way this begins versus how it ends is driving me crazy. anyway this is us anon

#asks #💌 #HNFNGFHDHFH???????? #one of the more intense and longer love letters I’ve gotten #I wonder if anon is just trying to fulfill my wishes of getting sapphic love letters or if there’s some sincerity to this #anyway that was a lovely read thank you <3333 #edit: reread this one and I’m still sooo…….aaaahhhh

[amaramizuki666]

Identity crisis part.2

Danny wasnt having a very good day, week, month, who knows time in the infinity realms has always been iffy. You see danny was recently crowned king of the realms, king of the dead, the balance between life and death, protected of the dead, holder of space, poor kid has a lot on his shoulders.

And now his council including frostbite, amber, and clockwork are suggesting him to marry. So danny can split the responsibility of being king.

Danny is flying to the far frozen when he hears it the call of being summoned. A faint wisper, the wish of those who summoned the ghost king, danny always had a choice weither to go, whether to listen to the whims of the mortals.

But before danny chose to be summoned or not, always depended on what he heard the wisper said. Danny stopped and floated in the green void of the realms. He closed his eyes and listened.

'𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆'

Danny heard the wisper and emiditly let the summon take hold of him pulling him to the one summoning him. Danny opened his eyes to see he was surrounded by a thick ectoplasm like substance. It had the consistency of Elmer's glue and it burned Danny's skin.

Danny looked around himself with ergency trying to spot his summoner. He looked down and saw a kid around his age sinking to the bottom of this pit of green.

His hair was black danny thinks his eyes are blue but cant see them properly they are barely open. The boy looks lucid. But then again he does appear to be bleeding out and sinking in a bit of Lazarus goop sooo.

Danny floats down to the boy and speaks

"𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕, ℙ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕞. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥".

The boys eyes fluttered. He tried to open his mouth only bubbles escaped but thankfully danny could hear him or more accurately his desire.

"𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆'

Danny could feel it in his core, the need to save the need to 卩尺ㄖㄒ乇匚ㄒ. But danny cant just do that no he is the king.

"𝕀 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝, 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦" danny spoke.

The boys eyes finally drifted to him, holding Danny's gaze. '𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆' the boys heart sang.

Danny thought for a moment. This really was the perfect opportunity.

"𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝, 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖, 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥" danny asks his voice soft yet powerful. The boy accepted.

Danny pulled the boy in ty I his arms. A green aroura not dissimilar to his crown glowed around them as the contract finalized.

This boy was now his. Danny reversed the summoning and brought both of them back to the realms.

Danny looked at the boy in his arms, he was becoming paler. Danny quickly set off for the far frozen. He had to see frost bite regardless. St least now he wont bug him about finding a partner.

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Part 1

Part 3

#writing prompt #dc x dp #dp x dc #dc #dp #ghost king danny #danny fenton #danny phantom #brain dead #dead tired #danny x tim #danny x red robin