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Pearl is confused.
This is not a new thing: the hermits get up to bewildering shenanigans all the time, and with more people? It was only a recipe for disaster.
The new world was confusing too! With all the animals walking on two legs, the dodos and the goblins and all the other things in the new world, one was bound to get confused.
But Pearl knows how to go with the flow when weird things start happening, and she knows how to bounce off the confusion to create more chaos. She accepts the facts that there are rideable hogs and a llama barkeep and a toy sheriff with relative ease, and when hermitopia starts up she simply adds to the chaos.
This is a different kind of confused though. This one started off as a nagging worry that's only grown worse, and she can no longer ignore what's going on no matter how much she wants to. The problem is she can't figure out what's going on.
The God at stratos acted as if she belonged in the pantheon of the gods, the hero of the sanctuary greeted her by name with such reverence, and the bard called her a goddess and talked as if she had personally wronged him. She went through the weird rift in her cleaner lady getup and she came out wearing a dress, there was a statue of her and there were several murals.
But those things weren't the problem. The problem was that it felt right. She felt as if she belonged up in stratos, among the gods and the clouds. She felt right when she walked past the statues and the murals, and when she sat in the grass or walked in the stalks of wheat she felt stronger. And she met with Sausage and she felt far too much. She felt joy and sadness and hope and so much grief and laughter and she felt at home and she felt lost and she was so, so confused but he was a new person, a new face to meet and Keralis spoke well of him and first impressions matter and so at the time she had just shoved her emotions down to deal with later and greeted him as if she didn't already know him.
It was later now, and still nothing made sense and the wheat was still making her feel right strange and she was really regretting choosing to make the crop farms and she was couldn't figure out and she was so, so very confused.
But she was tired and the farm still had to be made, so she got up from the dirt and went to work.
My new favorite fragrance ✨💖
Go read it if you ship merthur, it's great.
YOU GUYS
GO READ THIS FIC RIGHT NOW ITS INCREDIBLE
bad dreams
Spencer Reid x gn! reader
summary: you wake in the middle of the night seeing your boyfriend wide awake still shaken up from the nightmare he had awoken from.
warnings : really none, small bit of angst, pretty boy being sweet, fluffy
word count : idk maybe 0.4K
a/n : okay so I haven’t finished criminal minds yet but after watching season 1 episode 10 this has been stuck in my mind and I need to write it but, I just love Spencer so much he’s so amazing I hope y’all enjoy🫶.
The bright moon was high in the sky, quietly illuminating the room as you and your boyfriend lie asleep. You rest peacefully quiet breaths, the soft rise and fall of your chest with each breath fueled by your beating heart. Though, you lie asleep as if you were a small boat on a still lake, the man beside you couldn’t stop twisting and turning.
Escaping the dream Spencer awoke with a jolt sitting up his eyes shooting open. Feeling this sudden motion pulled you from your own calmer dream. You slowly turn over your mind still drowsy from the abrupt awakening. You see the dark curls leaning over his face, his head in his hands. You reach up placing your warm hand to his bare back causing him to jump.
“Honey, are you okay” you mumble still trying to keep from falling back asleep. He turned to look at you as you slowly sat up, “oh did I wake you up I’m s-“ he started quietly. You quickly shook your head no saying “no no it’s okay what happen are you alright” your voice still low as you quickly checked over his body to make sure he wasn’t injured.
Your eyes looked back to his as he said “no just I had a bad dream is all.” Your mouth made somewhat of an “oh” shape as you nodded to his words. You had none of his night terrors for a long time and though it had happened less frequently there were some nights he couldn’t escape them. You pulled him into a tight hug as you always had saying “well I’m sorry, I just wish there was something I could do to stop them” your tone apologetic, your heart shattering every time you saw the small tears that would well up in his fearful eyes from the thought of all the scary things that would haunt him in the deep hours of the night.
“This” Spencer whispered into your hair as your fingers twirled his own messy curls. His words brought a smile to your face as you felt eyes begin to become harder and harder to keep open, the warm embrace acting as a blanket.
You pull away and reach your hands up to his face, the light stubble poking your fingers as you use your thumbs to wipe away the tears. Placing a small kiss to his nose as you whisper “i love you” hoping your soft affectionate words will bring him the comfort he needs.
He reciprocates the words with a quiet “I love you more” and you couldn’t keep from playfully rolling your eyes “that’s not possible” you speak softly your words bringing a smile to his face as Spencer wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer, capturing his lips over yours. Pulling away as you lie down again his arms still wrapped around you, his head now lying in the crook of your neck as you bring your hands back into his hair running your fingers through it. Eventually, you both fall back asleep to the sound of your matching steady heartbeats and the comforting warmth of each other. And for the first time in a long time Spencer had slept through the whole night feeling amazing and well rested in the morning. Even with the bright rising sun that beamed through the light curtains shining into his eyes Spencer couldn’t help but smile as he saw you lying asleep, knowing that he’d found the one.
okay what do we think guys. Lmk if you have any thoughts, or criticisms and yeah again I hoped you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed right have a great day or night and I love you.
What I think would be the most 'impressive' thing about humans
So I've read a lot of funny and intriguing ones out there, absolute gold, BUT I noticed that most of them compare things like our food tolerance, endurance, etc, so I wanted to bring in this take I've had cooking up for the past few days.
Has anyone ever considered aliens' reaction to how different we all are? Like look around at most species even on earth, they are mostly the same and vary only slightly in size, shape, colours, etc, in fact, its more strange to find one that is immediately distinguishable from the rest of its closest animal relatives (e.g for most people orange cats look like orange cats).
Think about it, usually only trained professionals can tell apart two same-species animals, even the animals themselves identify themselves through, like smell or smth
But for humans? no.
It's much weirder to find someone who looks so much like you or someone you know? Over 8.062 billion people and yet how likely is it to find someone who is your exact height? has your exact face? same exact posture? even exactly the same likes as you?
Like really let that sink in............ 8.062 billion people and yet it's confirmed that NO-ONE is almost exactly like you? Even people that just LOOK like you, your doppleganger, is roughly only 7 per person?
Wierd.
A little something from my Tomodachi save, which I thought the John girlies would appreciate.
John Lennon as a....✨🧚♀️Fairy🧚♀️✨
More aquarium pictures because I said so :)
sand shark friend looks very silly, there are no thoughts in its head, it seeks only swim, eat, and be a goober
Jotoro Kujo x female reader
(First ever one shot/ post on this app, wish me luck!)
(Disclaimer! Both parties are minors, and the plot takes place when they first met at the age of 9)
"Promise?"
"I promise." I said, my hand interlocking with the boy. His eyes were drifting from his pinky finger towards myself. A soft smile, one that reminded him of his mother.
He loved that about you, he loved the overall warm energy you gave off. That energy he loves to see. "Are you sure, that you are coming back?" He question, yes he was curious but worried at the same time.
I kept quiet, not really knowing the answer myself. Giving the boy a glance I swiftly nodded my head. "I will make sure my momma is going hear this." The boy couldn't be any more happier, a shine of life glazed over his eyes.