Imagine roasting marshmallows on a summer night with the pack.
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The bonfire gave off a pleasant heat despite the scorch that had lasted throughout the day. As the summer sun fell, the moon rose, and the heat had somewhat dissipated enough for a bonfire to become a reality.
“Here,” Jackson offers you the marshmallow bag which you take with a grateful nod, excitement and hunger eating at you as you anticipated the flavor of the soon-to-be-roasted marshmallow.
Getting a handful, you hand off the bag to Stiles on the opposite side of you and he does the same with a teasing, “Thanks, homie!”
Derek looks at the two of you and rolls his eyes, “Think you two got enough?”
recently my anxiety got really bad – I was really sick with it, having panic attacks multiple times a day, dissociating on like a daily basis, nausea and migraines and insomnia and it was awful. my depression became absolutely crippling and life was just really hard for me and I felt like I was in this weird cocoon of just existing.
i’m doing better right now, the anxiety is better managed but i’m just a little quiet at the moment trying to figure out my new status quo and just keeping on top of my mental health. I am trying my best to be here and I will try to do some replies soon, but thank you for being so patient fam.
Anoor sipped their drink, watching the blue monster sitting a few seats down at the bar, glass in hand and eyes wandering out into the room.
Their horns, their build.. They couldn’t quite place them, but they’d seen them before.
The barista huffed at themself, turning their eyes back to their drink, staring into the green liquid. They prided themself in remembering all they met more than once, how could it be they couldn’t place this one monster-
A small glass was placed on the counter in front of them by a big, blue hand. Surprised, Anoor looked up, recoiling a little at the big, wide grin that greeted them. “Couldn’t help but notice ya staring. Care to tell me why?”
Their fur rose in embarrassment, quickly smoothed down by a clawed hand. “You seemed familiar,” their voice was polite, monotone. Gauging this monster beside them. “Couldn’t place you though.”
Her grin widened, gesturing at the shot. “Why don’t you drink that and tell me more. Might just spark your memory.”
“I..” they began, but hesitated at the display of teeth. Turning it down didn’t seem like a good idea in this situation. “I suppose.”
“Good,” she smiled as Anoor downed the shot, watching them intently the whole time. “So I seem familiar?”
Anoor grimaced, the bitter taste of the shot coating their tongue. “Indeed. I can’t seem to put a name to your face though, Mx..?”
“Nellie.” Her eyes were boring into theirs, arm resting easy on the counter.
“Well Mx. Nellie, I might not be able to remember you right now, but the least I can do is offer you a drink until I do. What do you say?”
They were watching her out the corner of their eye, hoping for a refusal and a way out of this situation.
Instead she laughed, leaning forward with her teeth showing in another big grin.
an earth moon’s heart is full, but she is hard like a forest floor. yet, every single day, new things grow in the forest, and form treetops and flora. it gives a home to forest animals and humans that dare to adventure into it. it’s alive and thriving, and so are earth moons.
an air moon’s heart is empty, but only because she is up in the clouds, running, dreaming, flying. she’s breathing in new experiences and emotions that don’t even exist yet. she’s found peter and she’s on her way to neverland as we speak, she doesn’t ever want to come down.
a fire moon’s heart is overflowing, you cannot keep her contained. she needs release, spirit, adventure. she’s sprinting through cities and setting everyone and everything in her way ablaze with stories, emotions and life. she’s reaching for the clouds and burning the planet to it’s core. she’s everywhere, everything and more.
a water moon’s heart is waiting at the bottom of the ocean. she’s seen everything the world has to offer and she’s not done yet. she’s catapulting into space. she’s created the oceans. she’s filled herself to the brim and she’s filling others too. she has so much to offer that her own tiny body cannot contain it all.
More Watertribe Lance Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.
And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly
(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)