trans activist, model, and actress hunter schafer was amongst the 50 people arrested yesterday at an action held in new york city to disrupt president joe biden’s appearance on late night with seth meyer.
she was there in coalition with the organization jewish voices for peace.
So... I was supposed to be writing the fic but I played among us for apparently hours (can't count) and now my hands won't stop shaking uncontrollably--
Both songs work, but I mainly listened to "Would you be so kind", so I hope you will like this^^
(And I actually have a few ideas surrounding rain, which is why I called this the first part, when it's a completeted shortstory)
Anyway: Have fun^^
The rain was splashing against the windows and ran down from the rooftops, turning the streets into small streams. The clouds hung gray and wet over the city, crying their tears out with no sign of stopping. Many people were walking around with umbrellas, quickly trying to get home, out of the rain, back into the warmth of shops, restaurants or their homes.
Two teenagers just got out of the youth centre, a girl with green curly hair, bronze skin and purple eyes, gazed curiously into to the rain, while her companion, a pale skinned, freckled boy, blonde chinlength hair bound into a ponytail with a few wisps of hair framing his face and hiding the left eye, was more worried. He nervously looked around as they did not possess an umbrella like most people on the streets. They just had left from a DND session with other people their age and hadn’t paid attention to the weather at all.
”I’m sorry Collei”, the boy mumbled, “I should’ve brought an umbrella-”
”No, don’t apologize Freminet!”, Collei spoke firmly, then smiled softly, ”It’s only a little rain.”
Her smile turned mischievous and gave the stunned boy her totebag with the words “Would you be so kind?” as she was running into the rain. Laughing she raised her face towards the sky and in seconds all of her hair and clothes were wet from the rain. She extended her arms to the sides and turning around herself in a dance, to a melodie only she could hear. People watching her, must think she was crazy, because in this big and gray city, rain was feared, it was a danger and a factor people couldn’t go after their work or research. But they forgot how everything they did depend on the life-giving abilities of water, how water and earth and sky were the reasons they were still alive, the reason SHE was still alive. Living was beautiful and she was life herself in his eyes. She thrived like plants in a garden during rain after a long time of dry period. The blue eyes of the boy could only watch her and adore every part of her livelyness. If love was part of the nature of all living beings, he hadn’t lived before he met her. She raised her hands above her head, moving them carefullly around herself and her body just like Nilou had teached her. Her movement flowed like water inbetween the falling drops, they were strong like the trees in the forests like she couldn't be up until now. She did a small pirouette until she faced her lover once again with a wide smile. How could someone be as strong as her? He took a few steps into the rain, the cold water running down his neck making him froze inmid his movement, but his light was already by his side and took his hands swang them back and forth, making him join her little dance. A smile tucked on the corners of his mouth and he felt a warmth running through his stomach, making him forget all about the cold rain. He pulled her hand gentle up and let her swirl around herself. With every laugh his smile deepend and his feeling in his stomach grew and it reminded him of how much he loved her.
As she was life to him, he was the peace to her. She fought for so long, feeling safe was a rare feeling among people, but it was her constant state around him. How he held her and listened to her and read her feelings. Maybe she would’ve regretted going into the rain, if he didn’t join. She may be strong, but with him her strength was stable and no longer a question of how long it would take until her thoughts would destroy it. Their hands and fingers begann to firmly entangled with each other, neither of them wanting to let go, the purple of crystals meeting the blue from beryl conches.
They onced asked, if they would mind if they fell in love. They did at first, but with each other, it suddenly was a wish they both had, a question, they both had: Would he mind being around me? Would she mind my baggage? Would they mind holding hands? Would they mind, if they kissed? Would they mind being in love with each other?
Softly their lips meet as the rain became softer and the clouds opened up for the sunbeams. Sun shone through the rain and made it seem like there was a rainbow over their heads.
Actually, they didn’t mind, no matter what weather was storming around them.
Scara X Nahida? Well if it's on a mutual basis and not an actual ship, I am fine with it. The ship so far will be concerning, not only because Nahida looks young and that wanderer may be a puppet with humane feelings.
Their dynamic has so far been set out that Nahida is really willing to help scara out of his trauma that makes him confine with his past self (which is taunting) and she is much aware of this which leads her to taking care of scara like he was something far more precious than most, so in my say she's more like a mentor and a figure where scara can seek care and reassurance from because Nahida understands him.
Other than that, if there were any other motives that went about the ship becoming a thing, I would like to know because I'm only talking from the archon quest hehe.
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