#chrysalism

[morganaffxiv]

✧₊˚Chrysalism✧₊˚ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qIt2Nz7wRuM

[discrunkled-twog]

Chrysalism

You know what? Screw it, here's a song I wrote.

I decided to just go for it and post it. It might suck, hopefully it doesn't, but I don't even know anymore.

I could go more into detail about the lyrics and meaning and such, but I doubt anyone cares.

Hope you have a nice day!

☺

[vannkira]

[lettersfromn0where]

Zutara Fanwork Appreciation Week Day 2: Media Monday

Vocaroo is a quick and easy way to share voice messages over the interwebs.

Hey, y'all! For today's installment of @zkfanworkweek, "Media Monday," I decided to do a reading of one of my favorite oneshots, @zanykingmentality's "Chrysalism." I had so much fun with this and can't wait to introduce some of you guys to this fantastic little slice of life: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7451812

[needinterest]

Forget me 

 if it meant anything to you

 Forget me

 so I can forget you

[tae-cup-main]

𝓒𝓱𝓻𝔂𝓼𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓶

                               ┌─────── ∘°❉°∘ ───────┐

                                           C H R Y S A L I S M

                                  (n) The amniotic tranquility of 

                              being indoors during a thunderstorm

                                └─────── °∘❉∘° ───────┘

Pairing: Sugawara x Reader

Genre: Fluff, drabble

Word Count: 451 (hella short, sorry :( )

Triggers?: N/A

Author’s Note: It is currently raining a hella ton here so I decided to make a little rainy day drabble-idk where this is going but I loved “The Miracle Season” and I just...mmmmm

                     The rain pelted the streets in a rhythmic way, the dark clouds hanging over like a parachute. It slowly became darker as the clouds rolled in. It began to seem like dusk despite it only being half past noon. For a certain household, this was the perfect opportunity to huddle under a blanket and watch a movie. Yes, the curtains were drawn, yes, there was popcorn, and yes, there was cuddling. 

                 Suga and you were like a burrito with the blanket wrapping around you and over your head. It had been your bright idea to watch The Miracle Season. Sadly, this seemed a bad choice because it had you bawling as Carolin’s father was informed of her death and Heal by Tom Odell began playing. There were hardcore tears and Suga had to comfort you. He didn’t mind. This involved him being closer to you, even though he himself was getting a bit teary. He wrapped an arm around you under the blanket and pulled you into his chest. Your knees were drawn up to your chest and about halfway through the movie, you heard the roll of thunder. It was a sound akin to a neighbor noisily rolling out the trashcans, but you definitely knew what it was from the very beginning. The pounding rain and occasional thunder caused you to pause the movie. You wanted to listen to the rain and feel the comfort of being inside with Suga. 

           He kissed the top of your forehead, not even questioning why you would pause the movie. Usually, he wasn’t one to be too sentimental, he was a positive person. But this time he let you savor the moment. He just enjoyed being with you. So he didn’t mind whatever you were doing. He liked being near you, talking to you, holding hands, kissing, whatever you wanted to do. Suga was all yours. The boy loved to love. He loved to be loved, he loved to give love. And he had to admit that listening to the rain, your soft breathing, and the roll of thunder did bring a certain calmness to him. It was like music for the soul, a rhythm, a beat that could never be copied. The erratic, wild, beautiful sound of nature, the steady sound of his heartbeat, it all mixed into a song that you wanted to play over and over. Tranquility. Peace. He ran his hand up and down your arm and closed his eyes. You wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your face in his shirt, letting yourself rest as well. There wasn’t a single thing to disturb you as you fell asleep to his soft snores and the clap of thunder. 

[kalira]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chrysalism (podfic)

Written by the lovely @magnustesla, read by me with permission~

G; 5m:42s KakaIru

Chrysalism. noun: amniotic tranquillity of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Iruka celebrates his birthday in quiet comfort.

There, in their shared apartment, they sat quietly, listening to the cacophony of sounds from the storm, enjoying the reassuring presence of one another, as though, in that moment, they were cocooned away from the rest of the world.

[shittyaestheticsloser]

C•H•R•Y•S•A•L•I•S•M

[ kɹɪsəlɪs ]

(N) The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm