#a very random addition that was not in the book but i like it so i'll take it

[goodluckclove]

Tag Game - Questions for Fellow Writers!

I was tagged by the talented @mushroommanchanterelle but I'm going to be a dingus about this, just you wait.

Last book I read: I'm reading an encyclopedia about birds that I got from a used bookstore because it's little and cute and I wanted it to get inspiration for Edgar in Songbird Elegies. I'm also reading The Dead Beat, which is a book about obituary writers. It's pretty good!

Greatest literary inspiration: I definitely get a lot of Vonnegut and maybe Hemingway in terms of accessibility in prose? One of the most important things to me in what I write is making sure that language is beautiful, but simple enough to be easily understood. I think the highest praise I've gotten is from non-native English speakers like my beloved compatriot @ivaspinoza who still really enjoy the excerpts I post.

Maybe also Palahinuik with some of the content and narrative gimmicks? Lil' bit of Kerouac, but like before On the Road? Does that sound like anything?

Things in my current fandom(s) I want to read but I don't want to write: My greatest shame of mine is that I don't really actually have a fandom. I don't like to admit that because it makes me sound like some hermit who only fixates on their writing, but that's...not entirely inaccurate. I consume a lot of media, but nothing that I'd consider myself part of the fandom of.

But I still want to be included because my friend Mushy wants to include me, so I'm making up a fandom. It's a TV show called Jonathan's Food Truck, staring Don Cheadle as Jonathan Fudtruk, a man with aspirations to start a food truck.

I really want to read an AU of Jonathan's Food Truck where he has to sell the food truck. What would happen? Where would he go? Imagine the outage. He fucks that food truck. I'm a Jonathan/Food Truck pro-shipper.

Things in my current fandom(s) I want to write but I think nobody would be interested in them but me: a whump fic where Jonathan is forced to operate a brick and mortar restaurant and also he can't stop pissing himself.

You can recognize my writing by: Apparently elaborate food descriptions. I think my dialogue is pretty distinct from what I've been told. Kind of experimental and not super literary. I don't really know how to answer this, maybe you guys can tell me.

My most controversial take (current fandom[s]): The analog horror ARG for Jonathan's Food Truck was not as bad as people say it was. And since it came out before The Mandela Catalogue, they're actually the originators of religious trauma in modern online horror.

Top three favourite tropes: Pathetic characters, abstract narratives, radical softness

What’s your current writing mood? (10 – super motivated and churning out words like crazy, 0 – in a complete rut) I mean it's mildly annoying to me but I'm deciding to put aside Book Two for like a week or so and re-edit Book One for a final run before I consider it fully ready to publish. But I'm down for that so - 10?

Share a random frustration: Itch on foot. I don't have one right now but I don't like when I do.

I tag @mercuryytheraven and @rkmoon and @ratracewriting, and I highly encourage you all to make up a fandom like I did because it's a very funny additional challenge.

#writeblr #writing community #writers on tumblr #on writing #writing asks

[phantasmicfish]

So I saw Dune Part 2 yesterday and I was initially super crushed because of the deviation from book canon but the more I think about it the more I sorta like it…

So without further ado here’s a list of stuff I liked about Dune Part 2:

- all the scenes initially of Paul growing closer to the Fremen. You can clearly see that they become friends, accept him as a Feydakin, that they’re laughing, joking, hanging out. (And contrast that to the end of the movie, where Paul has no more Fremen friends, only followers. In the book, this is echoed, where Paul recognizes that he has lost his friends to the Muad’Dib religion. Take book Stilgar, who truly embodies this… by the end of the book, Paul says: “I have seen a friend [Stilgar] become a worshipper.”

- giving Chani explicit rejection of Paul’s messiah status was an interesting choice. Chani’s main thought over part 2 is that they don’t need religion to save them, that through Fremen power and desert power, the Fremen can save themselves. She recognizes that this fanatical worship can be a vehicle to control and enslave her people, and I sorta wish we saw Paul lean into that more… that they found a way to stay together and ‘fight’ the prophecy together based on Chani’s ideals…

- also, I love how engrained this rejection of religion and prophecy is in her character. Book Chani takes no issue with her Fremen name, Sihaya (desert spring), but movie Chani hates it “because it’s part of some prophecy.” Later, we see that despite her rejection of prophecy and religion, that the prophecy does indeed come to pass— the tears of desert spring save Himx aka, Chani saving Paul after he drinks The Water of Life. (Interesting how Jessica has to force Chani to save Paul using the Voice… another example of Jessica explicitly forcing Paul to become the messiah).

- adding more depth to Fremen culture— the South being the more religious fundamentalist tribes vs the North being more secular. Early on, the movie paints this immediate divide between the tribes of Fremen who accept Paul and Jessica versus those who treat them as offworlders (who murdered Jamis). In the books everyone accepts Paul and Jessica after Paul bests Jamis and Jessica quotes some scripture, but I think it makes more logical sense that there’s be friction over these two random offworlders coming in

- I love love loved Paul speaking at the meeting of the Fremen tribe leaders in the South. He fully accepts his messiah status, exercises his power of the Voice + his prescience as a way to command all the Fremen under his name

- I’m a big fan of omitting the two-year time skip, so with that I’m glad Leto II was skipped over entirely. I always felt that Leto II was an unnecessary character addition to the book, especially when he just dies and everyone sort of goes “oh well” and moves on, so I’m glad it’s omitted.

- another interesting choice was to paint Jessica as a straight up villain in comparison to her book counterpart was. The Jessica we see here is seemingly corrupted by the Water of Life: she walks around talking to herself (Alia) and scheming Paul’s ascent to Lisan-Al Gaib. She knows about the Holy War, which is the very thing Paul is trying to prevent, yet she expresses no concern about bringing it to fruition. (Probably because Jessica knows it’s impossible to prevent, but still.) The very last line of the movie, where Alia asks Jessica what’s going on and Jessica says “The Holy War has begun” is just total villain in my mind— explicit acceptance of the Holy War, like it’s just another stepping stone in her plan. Plus, the fact that Paul has visions of Jessica leading him into this period of great starvation totally cements her as a villian.

- going off of that, I like that we see Jessica undergoing actual agony when she takes The Water of Life. When book Jessica and Paul take The Water of Life they accept it calmly and without obvious pain (book Jessica was sitting with her eyes closed, as if sleeping), so this physical reaction that Jessica has to the poison adds to the idea that The Water of Life did change her in a negative way.

- I feel like so far we’ve been introduced to Alia as just a weird talking fetus who’s been consorting with Jessica, so Paul’s vision where Alia says “I love you” really strikes home, that she really does care for Paul which we might not have understood otherwise

#I should probably add something about Feyd-Rautha bc I thought his scenes were really cool so that’s a TBC of this post #also I can’t believe they skipped over Count Fenring! The one person who could defeat Paul in battle… I’m crushed #dune #dune book #dune part two #dune part 2 #chani kynes #paul atreides #jessica atreides #alia atreides #dune spoilers

[uglyducklingofthe2000s]

My Mouse (Mouse series) - Max Verstappen

Summary: Max gets y/n a gift and she decides to return the favour, she just doesn't expect him to take such huge pride in showing every person the gift.

If there was one thing to know about mouse, it's that as much as she loves seeing Max with the driver number 1. She has a much softer spot for his 33. Despite them having not been dating when his number was still 33, unsurprisingly perhaps, she was a fan of his during that time of his career.

"Mouse! I got you a surprise. Where are you?" Max declares walking into the apartment while y/n looks up from her book that she's been burning her way through.

"Lounge." Y/n states not raising her voice because even alone would she really be that loud. In fact the only time her voice might raise is in destress or pain.

Max appears grinning at her with a gift bag and bouquet of flowers in tow and she frowned because honestly Max is not the frequent gift giving type. It's not really y/n's preference of love language, and unless it's a holiday or birthday she sees no reason for random gifts.

"I saw one and thought that you might like it-I know you think random gifts aren't what you prefer to be on the receiving end it." Max smiles while handing her the flowers which she does seem happy to take. Flowers aren't something so expensive that she feels guilty accepting them.

"They're beautiful. Thank you." Y/n grins before leaning forward to kiss him properly in thanks.

"And this." Max hums placing the bag next to her and taking her book, picking up the book mark and sitting in between the pages as he watches her with careful eyes. "Just open it before you make one of your judgy faces."

Y/n grumbles over the suggestion she'd make any "judgy" face but she opens the gift bag and pulls out a jewellery box with big eyes of curiosity. Max is not the type to buy jewellery for her as a casual gesture. Not because he doesn't like jewellery but just because she has her core pieces and she doesn't very often wear anything in addition to them

So for him to buy something he must be confident it would make as an addition to her daily jewellery.

When she sees the necklace she blinks a couple times as tears cloud her vision.

"Mouse?" Max frowns not really expecting the tears.

"I love it." Y/n hiccups nodding and handing it to him. "Help me with it?"

A simple thin chain necklace with the most perfect two letters and two numbers. MV33.

Of course Max takes the opportunity to kiss her neck gently once the claps is latched and she immediately leans back against him for it.

"I don't know why I decided to get you it. But I know you like my old number and I thought it would be better than just putting my name on the necklace." Max states then placing another kiss on her shoulder. "You look beautiful today."

"Stop it." Y/n mumbles getting flustered over such a simply compliment. It's actually one of the things Max loves about her, such a reaction to something that is so simply but very much true. "This is easier to wear everyday rather than the medal you gave me."

"I think so too." Max laughs as his hand rubs over her over. "Do you want you book back to read? I know I interrupted."

"No. I was just reading till you got back." Y/n hums moving her hand to play with his then drifting her hand over his bare wrist and suddenly and idea pops into her mind.

-

In truth y/n was beginning to lose confidence in her decision to get Max the gift she got him. But she'd bought it and keeping it from him for longer was only making her more anxious about his possible reaction to it.

"Mouse, I was wondering where you'd got to." Max smiles as she appears nervously in the garage, not used to arriving there without Max holding her hand and not being overly confident about being welcomed on her own.

Not one of the Red Bull team would dare to even think about making her feel unwelcome, hell most of them avoid looking at her because they know just how shy she is. That nickname didn't come from nowhere and if he own boyfriend knows about how shy she is then they aren't going to risk scaring her with an unintentional look shot in her direction.

Unsurprisingly y/n is silent as she greets Max with a kiss and smile.

"What's this?" Max asks gently tapping the gift bag that is held tightly in her hand, so tight her knuckles are white. "Mouse?"

"It's for you." Y/n whispers her voice wobbly with her nerves and the idea of someone hearing her. The mechanics are still yet to really catch her voice.

"We'll open it somewhere more private." Max smiles being able to read her with ease, especially when she's giving him all the signs that she would rather there no be an audience for it.

Max leads them out until they're in his driver room and then he smiles when she looks at him for a moment then holding out the bag.

"I was inspired." Y/n whispers making him frown a little in thought of what she's referring to. "Open it?"

Max takes the bag from her and pulls out a jewellery box, a spitting image of the one he'd presented her with about a month ago. But when he opens it, instead of a necklace, there's a bracelet with Mouse written in the same font.

Perfect to match her own.

"I know you don't really...wear jewellery and you have to take it off for races-"

"Help me put it on." Max cuts in with a small smile while she bites her lip to try and hide the wideness of a grin that's trying to cut across her lips. "Don't hide your smile from me, mouse."

"Don't wear it if you don't want to." Y/n mumbles always the people pleaser and never wanting to force someone to do something by obligation.

"Are you kidding? Mouse, I love it. Now we match and now even if you aren't around then I have a little piece of you with me." Max grins as she finally latches the clasp, his response to her offer of him not wearing it being enough reassurance that she can actually help him put it on without feeling like he's forcing himself to endure such a think on his wrist.

"Does it feel ok?" Y/n asks softly checking that it's not too tight or too loose, but also making sure it's the right fitting for him.

"Perfect. I'm going to show it off to everyone." Max grins and the confidence in his voice actually makes her worry about his follow through on his words.

"You don't have to do that." Mainly because she hasn't exactly flaunted the necklace, though some fan pages spotted it in photos taken of her and zoomed in. Most think that she bought it for herself and she doesn't have the courage even from behind a screen to correct them on it.

"I want to." Max shrugs grinning down at the bracelet and admiring it as if she has just given him the best thing he's ever received. He doesn't even smile at his WDC trophies in such a way.

Later he proves to follow through on exactly his words. In an interview the journalist spots the bracelet and he doesn't shut up.

"My girlfriend got me it. Mouse is the nickname I gave her and it's very special between us so when I got her a necklace she wanted to get me something in return that was equal. But I think she knows I'd prefer a bracelet to a necklace." Max explains just gushing over the whole thing as he stares down in admiration of it all. "It's nice, no?"

"Very nice. It's cute that the two of you are matching."

-

Turns out that the bracelet became a new ways for y/n to occupying her gaze and handles, fiddling with the chance as she holds onto Max when he's close by.

Max has also taken to using the necklace a means of hooking his finger under the chain and pulling her into kisses. Something that to everyone's surprise y/n caught a picture of and did post online as part of a celebratory post following a race win.

"You can admit it, you like showing off sometimes, mouse. You are dating the world champion." Max comments as y/n scrolls through some photos of the two of them from the weekend.

"M' not showing off." Y/n mumbles then poking him in the ribs for the part about her dating the world champion. She may not choose the most effective methods of humbling him but he knows to rein it in when she does make the effort. Even if he is only joking when he makes such comments. "Everyone else gets to show their relationships."

"You can show off more. I wouldn't stop you, mouse." Max smiles but really he knows it's not his side of it all that is stopping her. She has, obviously, never been one for showboating or parading herself around. Not in person and not online. Even that one post is one of 3 out of her 67 posts on instagram that even include a picture of her. Max is almost certain there must be more appearances of her on his Instagram than on her own.

"I know." Y/n shrugs with a small smile she throws her phone down and simply cuddles into Max, deciding she wants to sleep through the flight. Her hand seems to instinctually go to his wrist playing with the chain of his bracelet. Smiling a little harder when Max kisses her forehead.

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[doufudanshi]

ON GHOSTS AND DEMONS: Wei Wuxian's "demonic" cultivation?

There are a few big misconceptions I have repeatedly seen in English-speaking fandom about things that are fundamental to the story of MDZS. One of them is this—

Wei Wuxian is not a demonic cultivator.

To prove this, let's take a deep dive into the original Chinese text of MDZS.

(Adapted from my original gdoc posted on Twitter on May 27, 2022. All translations my own unless otherwise stated.)

Demon vs. ghost

Let's start from the very basics. In addition to orthodox cultivation using spiritual energy and a golden core, there are two other forms of cultivation that are mentioned in the novel:

魔道 (mó dào), or “demon cultivation/path.”

鬼道 (guǐ dào), or “ghost cultivation/path.”

To be clear, 魔 mo "demons" and 鬼 gui "ghosts" (and thus their respective cultivation/paths) are not interchangeable because of the in-universe worldbuilding within MDZS. Using the characters in the term 妖魔鬼怪 "monsters," MXTX created four distinct categories of beings, each of which has a strict definition in the novel. From chapter 4 (jjwxc ch 13):

妖者非人之活物所化; 魔者生人所化; 鬼者死者所化; 怪者非人之死物所化。 Yāo (妖) are transformed from non-human living beings; mó (魔) are transformed from living people; guǐ (鬼) are transformed from the deceased; guài (怪) are transformed from non-human dead beings.

And of course, WWX hoards all the ghost-type pokemon monsters at the Phoenix Mountain tournament, and he only exerts control over corpses, spirits, and the like (aka people who have already died). (As opposed to Xue Yang, who appears to have been actively trying to make 魔 "demons" out of living people with those "living corpses" of his, perhaps.) (And, ironically, in order to avoid showing necromancy / zombies on screen, CQL technically does show WWX practicing demon cultivation because everyone is "supposedly alive" even when they're corpses? Which is, funnily enough, far worse morally in the MDZS universe, lol.)

So, intuitively at least, we know that WWX must be practicing ghost cultivation—now let's look at some concrete examples from the book.

Running the numbers

1) 魔道 (mó dào) means “demon cultivation.” As such, it must use living humans.

魔道 appears one (1) time in the novel.

Yes, once. The only time it appears is in the term 魔道祖师 modao zushi, or the namesake of the novel, in chapter 2. This is a title the general public has given him through rumors:

魏无羡好歹也被人叫了这么多年无上邪尊啦、魔道祖师啦之类的称号，这种一看就知道不是什么好东西的阵法，他自然了如指掌。 Wei Wuxian wasn’t called titles like “The Evil Overlord,” “The Founder of Demon Cultivation,” and so on over the years by others for nothing—he knew these sorts of obviously shady formations like the back of his hand.

2) 鬼道 (guǐ dào) means “ghost cultivation.” As such, it must use dead humans. 

鬼道 appears 12 times in the novel.

Here is the first instance that 鬼道 appears, which I believe is the first time Wei Wuxian's method of cultivation is properly introduced. From chapter 3 (jjwxc ch 8):

蓝忘机 […] 对魏无羡修鬼道一事极不认可。 Lan Wangji […] had never approved of the fact that Wei Wuxian practiced ghost cultivation.

Here's another quote from chapter 15 (jjwxc ch 71) for funsies:

蓝忘机看着他，似乎一眼就看出他只是随口敷衍，吸了一口气，道：“魏婴。” Lan Wangji looked at him as if he saw through his half-hearted bluff. He took in a breath, then said, “Wei Ying.” 他执拗地道：“鬼道损身，损心性。” He stubbornly continued, “Ghost cultivation harms one’s body, and harms one’s nature.”

3) 邪魔歪道 (xiemowaidao) means heretical path/immoral methods/evil practices/underhanded means/etc—e.g., lying, cheating, stealing, bribery, and so on.

It appears ~24 times in the novel.

I mention this last term because it is often used to refer to Wei Wuxian's cultivation, but as a pejorative. Every instance of 邪魔歪道 is said by or to quote someone looking down upon Wei Wuxian’s cultivation (Jin Zixun, Jin Ling, etc.) and referring to it derogatorily, whereas every instance of 鬼道 guidao/ghost dao is said by someone discussing it neutrally and/or factually (Lan Jingyi, Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian himself, random cultivators at discussion conferences, the narration, etc.). Here is a pertinent example with Jin Ling (derogatory) and Lan Jingyi (neutral) in chapter 9 (jjwxc ch 43):

金凌怒道：“是在谈论薛洋，我说的不对吗？薛洋干了什么？他是个禽兽不如的人渣，魏婴比他更让人恶心！什么叫‘不能一概而论’？这种邪魔歪道留在世上就是祸害，就是该统统都杀光，死光，灭绝！” “We are discussing Xue Yang,” Jin Ling said angrily. “Am I wrong? What did Xue Yang do? He’s scum that’s lower than a beast, and Wei Ying is even more disgusting than him! What do you mean ‘don’t make sweeping generalizations?’ As long as those practicing this kind of demoniac, heretical path are alive, they’ll continue to bring disaster. We should slaughter all of them, kill all of them, annihilate them once and for all!” 温宁动了动，魏无羡摆手示意他静止。只听蓝景仪也加入了，嚷道：“你发这么大火干什么？思追又没说魏无羡不该杀，他只是说修鬼道的也不一定全都是薛洋这种人，你有必要乱摔东西吗？那个我还没吃呢……” Wen Ning shuffled around. Wei Wuxian gestured at him to stay still, only to hear Lan Jingyi also cut in loudly, “Why are you getting so riled up? It’s not like Sizhui said Wei Wuxian shouldn’t have been killed. All he said was that people who practice ghost cultivation aren’t necessarily all like Xue Yang. Do you have to go around breaking things? I didn’t even get to eat any of that yet…”

Tl;dr—Wei Wuxian does not 修魔道 practice demon cultivation. When Wei Wuxian’s craft is discussed in a neutral and factual manner, it is referred to as 鬼道 ghost dao. 

In fact, Wei Wuxian’s imitators are also referred to explicitly as 鬼道修士 ghost cultivators.

魏无羡早就听说过，这些年来江澄到处抓疑似夺舍重生的鬼道修士，把这些人通通押回莲花坞严刑拷打。 Wei Wuxian had heard a while back that over the past few years, Jiang Cheng had gone around snatching any ghost cultivator suspected of being possessed or reborn, detaining them in Lotus Pier to interrogate them using torture.

So why the confusion?

Of course, there is the matter of the novel's title, which I will get into in a second. But the real issue is a matter of translation.

The idea that WWX uses "demonic cultivation" is a misconception in English-speaking fandom due to issues with the translation of terminology. Of note, EXR actually did translate 鬼道 guidao as "ghostly path" most of the time, though there were at least 3 instances of "demonic" and 1 instance of "dark," especially regarding the first few.

However, this misconception was perpetuated (and arguably worsened) by 7S's official translation, which not only mistranslated additional terms as "demonic cultivation/path" (at least in book 1), but also consistently mistranslated every instance of 鬼道 as "demonic cultivation/path."

So why is this book called 魔道祖师, commonly translated as "Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation?"

One possibility is one posed in Chinese-language meta online, which often cites that WWX himself is a sort of 魔 demon. While this may be true—after all, he can hear the voices of the dead—it doesn't quite explain the fact that the title sets him up to be the 祖师 or "founder."

My take is that this novel is very much concerned with hearsay vs. truth. This is one of the many monikers WWX is given by the public, who collectively view him as evil. (Also of note is that the non-cultivator public is not aware of all the nuances that cultivators learn re: distinctions between the 妖魔鬼怪 monsters.) In the quote from earlier, note that the first title we're given is actually 无上邪尊 “The Evil Overlord,” then 魔道祖师 "The Founder of Demon Cultivation." Like, what can that be other than MXTX telling us, "please take both of these with a HUGE grain of salt, lol."

(And not only the title, but the very first line—"魏无羡死了。" / "Wei Wuxian is dead."—is a lie.)

I think the title is genius, honestly. It intentionally makes readers come into the novel with preconceived notions that Wei Wuxian practices 魔道 demon cultivation and evil techniques—just like the public in the novel. What better way to tell a story warning about the dangers of how easy it is to fall for misinformation and jump to incorrect conclusions?

(Though, in our case, perhaps it worked a little too well.)

#魔道祖师 #mdzs #mdzs meta #mdzs translation #wei wuxian #wwx #demonic cultivation #ghost cultivation #mine #doufudanshi translation #crossposted from twitter #(sort of)

[weird-is-life]

helloo! okay this might be a long request so buckle up. idea for spencer based off of my day; let it be know that i relate to spence, even if I have a "low" iq, what i mean is, I ramble. and watching people shut down spencer when he's about to rant always made me sad (obviously). but i realized it's because that happens to me. I'm a very geeky person so i get passionate and i understand why people would shut me down (still hurts tho). but today one of my friends asked a question it was about simpler animals and what the difference was. me loving animals and knowing the answer, well I spoke up but immediately got talked over about something not relevant. my real idea is, what if spencer had someone that rambled with him and appreciated his rants. like i think it'd be cute and they don't have to rant about the same thing, just both like in the corner talking absurdly fast together. and the team probably rolling their eyes. maybe??? (sorry if it was to personal) hope you have a great dayyy!!

Hiii lovely, ty for the request💕!! Hope this is okay, warnings: fluff, like one pet name (0.6k)

Sometimes Hotch kind of regrets hiring you (not really, you're a great  addition to the team and everybody loves you), but when he sees you and Spencer together, the thought crosses his mind.

What he really does regret, is putting your desk and Spencer's desk next to each other. Big, big, big mistake.

You and Spencer are hunched over something at your desk, talking very quickly, as you two often do. Hotch finds your conversations, against his better judgement, cute. But not when he's trying to start a meeting and you two can't seem to notice.

He and the team see this on a regular basis, it's nothing new, that you and Spencer talk and talk about something, anything, completely in your own world.

Your conversations are still the same just like the first time, you and Spencer met. Maybe they got even worse. You two can ramble on and on for hours like it's nothing.

And you love it. You love talking to Spencer. The topic of your conversation is never a problem, you can talk about anything and nothing at the same time.

Just the fact, that you can talk to each other without being talked over, interrupted or hushed down is everything to you and to him.

Spencer feels the same. He loves talking to you. Your sweet, sweet voice makes it even better. He loves even just listening to you talk, it's maybe his favourite thing in the world.

Especially, when you two talk about the most silly, random stuff, while lying in the bed late at night. Chuckling and rambling without a care in the world. Maybe he loves it so much, because the team doesn't know about it. It's like something sacred between just you and him.

That's definitely his happy place, just you two having a quiet conversations with sleepy voices.

"Spence, have you read this book before?" you ask, pointing at the book lying on your desk.

"Oh," Spencer's face lights up with recognition," I have. It's really good, right?"

"I don't know, I haven't started it yet. I want to, but I can't bring myself to read it after a day full of work," you say to Spencer.

"I-I could read it to you?" he hesitantly offers.

"Spence, it's almost 800 pages long...." you chuckle at his offer.

"I don't mind," he quickly responds.

You think about it, but not for too long. You don't really need convincing, not when it comes to Spencer.

"Well, okay then. But only if you really want to," you give him a smile.

"I want to," he reassures you," and i do have some suggestions...."

"Like what?"

"Like books, that are similar to this. If you like this one, I could lend them to you-" Spencer's fast rambling gets interrupted, but not by you, never by you.

"Yo, lovebirds, we'd be very happy to let you talk about whatever nonsense you're talking about, but we all want to have this meeting over with. So if you'd be so kind to join us, that'd be nice," Derek basically yells at you from the conference room's doorway, making everybody in the room look at you and Spencer.

Your cheeks go a bit pink at Derek's words, you haven't realised that they were waiting on you and Spencer.

"Relax Derek, we're coming," Spencer says back loudly, " come on sweetheart, let's go there before they get mad at us," Spencer tells you, rolling his eyes over Derek's words.

"We'll talk about the book more later, yeah?" Spencer promises.

"Later?"

"I could come over tonight?" Spencer unsurely proposes.

"That'd be great, I'd love that," you'd never pass an opportunity to spend time with Spencer and getting to listen to him talk.

Somebody would maybe find reading to each other boring, but you and Spencer would never. It's like your love language.

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Late night talking

Look... I caved in and that conversation with @brekkershadowsinger at 1am really got the brain going. So here's a little Pedro piece...🫣

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It was rare for you to have a day all to yourself. Life always found a way to keep you busy. If not work, then your studies, and the other way around. Then juggling a somewhat social life. As it was, that wasn't your strongest attribute. But you had Pedro to save you there. In the year that you two had been together, he had learned to read you like the back of his hand. Well, it didn't even take him a year to do that, to begin with.

Sometimes it seemed almost bizarre how quickly Pedro would understand what was on your mind or what you needed. You didn't need words. It's like Pedro just knew. You've never met a person who listened and genuinely cared so much. Sometimes you would just be waffling around, telling him something completely random, and the next day Pedro would be there asking you about it. And you were there with big eyes and a slightly open mouth, not expecting him to have any recollection of that conversation whatsoever.

A relationship you had before Pedro left you completely broken and made you want to give up on love. You lost hope in the concept of a relationship. It saddened you because you truly wanted to fall in love and society had twisted something so beautiful and made it wilt like a flower. But Pedro was a true romantic. It went beyond him opening the door for you or pulling out your chair. He understood what boundaries were. Something a lot of men struggle with nowadays. He took time to get to know you and ask what things you were okay with and what made you uncomfortable. A no meant a no. Without any further questions besides if you were okay. It was hard not to fall for him. And if Pedro fell first, you fell harder. From just casual dates and coffee runs, you found yourself dancing around in Pedro's kitchen at one in the morning. Laughing as he spun you around. Murmuring the words of a Spanish song you didn't understand.

The sound of the keys clattering made you lift your head from the book that you'd been reading. The weather in New York was pretty crap today. Well, crap for people who had to go outside, but a lovely addition to the cozy ambiance you had created in your shaded apartment. "Carino?", Pedro's voice echoed through the hallway, instantly making you giddy. It was almost embarrassing how you still got butterflies after a year of being with him. He still managed to make you blush just the same. "In the living room", you called out for him, and soon the sound of footsteps came closer and closer. Pedro's face broke into a huge smile as his eyes landed on you.

To Pedro, this was also new. He didn't believe that he would get to fall in love, let alone fall in love this hard. But the moment he saw you, he just knew. Knew that if he did nothing, he would blame himself for the rest of his life. Bella, of course, only added to this. When Pedro, in true teenage boy fashion, had shown them a picture of you after gushing over how incredible you were for days, Bella had nagged Padro for not messaging you yet. Then snatched Pedro's phone, typing out a quick hello and asking how a coffee date sounded, before handing him the phone with a very pleased smile. Now Bella took great pride in being a part of getting you two together.

"Well, hello there, aren't you all cozy", Pedro stepped closer to the sofa, and you instantly stretched your arms out, inviting him into your embrace. Pedro quickly shrugged off his jacket before moving to lean into you. "Hi, handsome. How was your day?". Your fingers moved through his slightly damp hair, which had gone rather curly because of the humidity. Pedro only hummed in delight, "Now that I'm here and you're doing that, I'm in heaven", you let out a breathy chuckle. Your nails scratched his scalp ever so slightly, and you could feel the tension of the day leavening his muscles as Pedro slowly turned into a puddle.

"You fancy a bath and some food? Made your favorite", but Pedro only wrapped his hands around you tighter. The past few weeks, with The Last of Us airing and The Mandalorian Season 3 starting soon, have been hectic. You barely saw each other even if you lived in the same place. Pedro left before you were awake and got back late into the night. You could tell that Pedro was enjoying the success and the excitement of the fans, but the exhaustion was just as visible.

"I would fall asleep in a bathtub", "Shower?", you suggested. Pedro murmured something, his hand slipping under one of his hoodies that you've been wearing. Cold fingers made you hiss slightly, but you didn't pull away. "Come on, up you go", You patted his back a couple of times, and Pedro let out a frustrated growl. "You better come with me, or else we're staying here", he argued back, making you roll your eyes. "I will join you, you big baby. Now move your cute bum".

You undressed each other slowly. Leaving light, fever-like kisses here and there. A shoulder. Chest. Cheek. Cupping Pedor's face to kiss him gently, you realized that you hadn't properly kissed him hello yet. You moved to finish folding the clothes as Pedro turned the shower on. You felt a hand sneaking around your middle, and soon Pedro was dragging you into the shower. You let out a surprised yelp, falling into a giggle straight away as the water poured over your skin. "You're sneaky", you said, leaning back slightly and pulling Pedro under the stream of warm water. "Only when I need to and mostly just for you".

You helped him wash his hair, but mainly it was just him holding onto you in silence. You wanted to ask him about the interviews and how Bella was because you knew that the two had met up, but Pedro was done talking for the day. After all, that's all he had been doing. So you held him closer to you, making sure to leave a couple more tender kisses over his skin. Pushing his wet hair away from his face and smiling at him fondly. You two had dinner together afterward. Chatting about little things that weren't work-related. You ushered him to the bedroom almost right away and laid down with him to make sure that he would fall asleep. Running your fingers up and down his back or his muscular arms till light snores were leaving Pedoro's mouth.

He looked so peaceful, finally. You realized how long it had been since you got to watch him sleep. Even if that sounded weird, he looked so fluffy and soft, all curled up by your side, hands loosely wrapped around you. You held Pedro for some time until you could see that sleep was not going to find you. It was still rather early, so as carefully as possible, you slipped from your lover's embrace and made your way out of the room.

Pedro woke up sometime later. He wasn't sure how much time had passed; all he could tell was that the bed was way too cold for his liking. Reaching out his hand blindly towards the other side in search of your body, he frowned when he found it empty. A dim light from the living room seeped from under the door, giving Pedro clear evidence of where you probably were. So he got up even though his body was fighting against it. You sat there with your head buried in the book. Hair messy, a big fluffy throw draped over your body. Pedro still couldn't believe how you managed to make his apartment feel like home. But then again, anywhere he would go would be home if you were by his side.

"Why are you here?", Pedro mumbled, rubbing his tired eyes as he walked closer to you. "Why are you up?", You lowered the book, moving your legs to make space for him if he wanted to sit down, as you looked up at your partner. Not expecting to see him here. "The bed got cold, and well, I feel robbed because I was promised cuddles", you chuckled to yourself. "My apologies, but the light seemed so bright in the room, and I still wanted to read."

Pedro looked down at the cover of the book in your hand, frowning slightly, "That's not what you've been reading this morning". You hummed, "Finished that one and started a second one", Pedro raised his eyebrows, his tired eyes barely staying open, "You read two books?", "Girl has to keep herself entertained, and I can't just watch tiktok of you all day long, cowboy", Pedro's lip curled up at the mention of that. There was something about you squealing every time you saw an edit of him that you liked. Maybe it was silly, but he liked that it affected you. He knew you loved him as he was, but this was that extra bit. That little something that would make him smile to himself. He was already yours, but you were still having little meltdowns over him.

"I vote for the second one", he mumbled, reaching for your hand, but you shook your head. "I still want to read a bit; I'll be there soon, I promise". Pedro glanced at the clock on the wall. It was two in the morning. Two in the morning. You barely ever stayed up this late. "No, carino, bed now, and I don't want to hear anything about it", leaning in, Pedro quickly wrapped his arms around you, playfully throwing you over his shoulder. You let out a squeal, hitting his back gently, the book still in your hand. "Put me down, Pedro, you'll hurt your back", you tried not to move too much so you wouldn't cause him trouble as he moved through the apartment. "You keep on wounding me, love. First, I woke up alone now that I'm old," Pedro said, shaking his head. You could hear it in his voice that he wasn't upset with you, but you still couldn't help but feel bad for leaving him.

Pedro dropped you onto the bed before making grabby hands at the book. You once again shook your head and Pedro gave you that are we seriously going to do this right now look. "Give it to me", "No", you pressed the book closer to yourself. "One more chapter and then sleep, please, P", you tried to give him the best puppy dog eyes. "It's two in the morning, darling," he said, "But I need to know if he fights for her and they finally come back to one another". Pedro sat down on the side of the bed, one hand casually resting on your lower stomach. "Baby, it is late, and you are tired", you pouted, rolling your eyes. Pedro used this opportunity to quickly snatch the book out of your hands, making you gasp as you tried to reach for it. With a victorious chuckle, Pedro put the book on the floor before quickly laying on top of you. Mindful of his body weight but making sure you were comfortably pressed beneath him.

"Never thought I would have to fight a book to get to my girlfriend", "You wouldn't have to if you let me finish it", Pedro lifted his head from your chest, "Yeah, no. I prefer this way more", his head plopped back down onto your chest, hands gripping your hips. He let out a satisfied sigh. "I just really need to be close to you. The head is so full of work stuff", he nuzzled his face further into the crook of your neck, "You make it less noisy". Your arms embraced him instantly, turning to kiss his head a couple of times. "This time, I promise I won't run away", Pedro let out a tired chuckle. "You better watch out, or I'm taking away your books", he warned, making you let out a gasp. "Sir Pascal, you wouldn't be so cruel", Pedro mumbled something close to trying me, but you didn't quite hear it. From the way the hold Pedro had on you loosened, you could tell that he was falling back asleep. "I love you, P", you muttered, fingers continuing to run up and down his back as you closed your eyes. The steady breathing of your lover lulled you into slumber.

#pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal x you #the last of us imagine #the last of us x reader #joel miller x reader

[komorezuki]

An expert on costumes and naval uniform wanted: what does Dagon's new outfit demonstrate?

Well, my hyperfixation on Dagon is still at its peak and now i feel there are some interesting things can be seen on her new pretentious outfit. I am trying to collect all my finds here and asking you to help me explain it. Hope this meta will be replenished with your additions.

So, let's look at it closer:

Disclaimer: i am not so good at color correction so if you know better please teach me to improve images.

Obviously she has some pirate (or rather lovecraftian, which her name directly refers to) vibes, hasn't she? Lite Davy Jones. Probably that her demonic form has tentacles who knows.

First: the coat as a whole. Blue color, embrodiered lapels and cuffs, collar (i dont know how this form is called), golden epaulettes. The coat is looking like a part of British navy uniform in Regency Era (hmmm what is it about Jane Austin??) We can see similar uniform in illustrations from the book Nelson's Officers and Midshipmen. I also dont know why her epaulettes are blank.

Next: the sash. I dont know if the red color makes any sense, anyway i would like someone to expand the information.

The sash looks shabby too:

What i want to focus to is pins:

Two saber pins. I dont think they make any sense, just a reference to navy/pirates

A blurry silver pin. Thistle? If so, it looks like Royal Scottish Reserve Regiment Cap Badge. Why does Dagon wear this?

A strange blue pendant with a horseman and circular inscription. It's very unreadable, and i have no idea what this pendant (medal?) means.

Two medal ribbon bars. This is most interesting thing. I have identified the only medal from this bars: Military Medal that is awarded to other ranks of the Army and Royal Air Force for acts of bravery in the field.

Upper bar seems also very intriguing but i couldnt find any info about blue+white+red strips in the middle of ribbon.

Next: random pretty stuff. Necklace and fragment of the embrodiery on lapel. Looks like it was once a luxury golden embrodiery, but now it has severely dimmed and soaked. As if Dagon took this coat from the sea floor. She is capable of it, I believe, I can expect this of potentially oceanic archidemon.

And most likely she is wearing black dress under the coat and nails that are as blue as her makeup. Probably there is something to say about her hairstyle, but...i ran out of ideas. Hope you my brothers help me to disassemble this visual disaster.

P.S. especially thanks to @ninnikukawaii for checking my english texts. I just want to say, you're an angel (♡°▽°♡)

Part 2 is here

#good omens 2 #good omens #good omens demons #lord dagon #dagon #dagon good omens #good omens meta #good omens hell #navy uniform #good omens analysis #go2 meta #go2

[gatitties]

HEYYYY I hope ur doing fine!! And that ur having a happy thanksgiving/ Christmas! I got a request for u!! I saw ur rules and saw that you can write for demon slayer too! And i wanted to ask.

Can I request a Strawhats x Teen!Tanjiro! Reader? Where the reader is a sweet, compassionate and kind kid. They have a heart of gold and they’re very responsible and respectful!! Though they can get annoyed when someone is rude or being cowardly. But they’re so sweet and encourage others so much!!! They always go around doing chores, cleaning, helping out without needing to be asked. They’re so lovable and cuddly!!! And the crew loves their youngest member!! They’re not afraid to ask for help and they know when to let others handle it without a complaint, always smiling and being gentle and sweet with others!!

Take your time with the request!!! I love your writing sm and I hope u never stop! Please and thanks!!!❤️

─Strawhats x teen!Tanjiro!reader (Platonic)

─Summary: You are the most admirable and educated person on the ship despite being the youngest person, your senses make you stand out in addition to your kindness.

─Warnings: none

I'm sorry it took me so long to answer this, but a lot of things accumulated, I hope you like it and that you had a nice Christmas 😭🫶🏻

─ You are probably the most trustworthy person on the entire ship even if you are the youngest.

─ You are so reliable and kind, you always sit and listen to Nami's problems when she gets irritated, you solve the fights between Sanji and Zoro, you have long talks with Robin about books that she recommends to you…

─ Everyone appreciates your presence because you are reassuring, no matter what problem they are in, you will always make sure that before acting, everyone thinks with their heads, at least almost everyone since it is impossible to stop Luffy's impulses.

─ You practice your sword movements with Zoro, although you have no one who can teach you or guide you better in your breathing methods.

─ Chopper is stressed when you decides to risk your health for the sake of others, which is, most of the time.

─ You are young and you still don't know many things about the world, which is why you are always hanging around the ship, asking random questions in order to learn more, Jinbe is always your trusted source when you don't know about something, Brook and Robin also help because of who are from the elders.

─ You love playing with Luffy, Chopper and Usopp with anything they propose, however you are out of pranks if you know they might bother someone, it's fine if they are innocent pranks.

─ You are willing to help with anything, Franky loves that you are his little helper even though you have no idea about the materials he asks you to give him.

─ When Sanji discovers your good sense of smell, he decides to train you in the kitchen so that you can not only smell danger, but also good food.

─ The first time they saw you hit your head on something they thought you would have a concussion later, however you got up shaking your head to remove the remains of the thing you had broken.

─ Luffy wants to launch you like a missile after seeing that, just to see how many things your hard head can break.

─ Don't worry, Nami will hit him kindly just for thinking about using you as a weapon of destruction.

─ This crew loves you, but seriously, you can't take pity on all your enemies, some will take advantage of your kindness.

─ The least they want is for you to be affected by your gentle personality, they will fight to maintain that warm smile that makes them melt as if you were the sun itself.

#op #one piece #request #one piece x reader #reader insert #tanjiro!reader #strawhats #strawhats x reader #strawhats x tanjiro!reader #sfw #platonic reader #teen reader #strawhats x teen reader #strawhats x platonic reader #one piece x platonic reader

[jupiter-letters]

Dating Bruce Wayne would include:

Fem! or GN! Reader TW: None

A/N: I have a lot of thoughts about Bruce as you can see, he's a complicated guy. I wouldn't say he's super romantic like the other guys I've written, he's like a slow burn kinda guy. I can see why people like him but I'm still on the fence if I'd date him fr fr.

I won't sugarcoat it, it'll be a rocky road dating Bruce but it's not impossible. Unlike Clark, Batman is who he is and Bruce Wayne is what he can do. The mission always comes first, so him taking time to dedicate to you is special. It's a lot protecting the city and being the backbone of the league.

He is consistently booked and busy, nobody can do what he does so he always has do things himself. It can be difficult for him to ask for help or just allow people to do things for him. In and out of the costume he's got a lot of walls up. He may seem cold on the surface but he feels very deeply. The death of his parents really stunted him emotionally so it will take some time to soften him up.

In terms of a partner ideally he'd need someone with some softness to file down those hard edges he has. Even if his partner isn't soft he provide that comfort and warmth in his own way over time. He's spent most of his life keeping people at an telephone pole's length away(except Alfred of course).

Physical touch with a partner will feel foreign, all the batfam like to hug him and stuff but their the ones intiating most of the time. That will also be the case for you, you'd have to hug him first if you want to touch him. The longer your relationship goes you'll be able to tell when he wants to be hugged or kissed just from the lingering looks he gives you. The touches he does give you are long gentle caresses, he loves stroking your cheek with his thumb. Sometimes after a difficult patrol he'll just hold you in his arms and press his forehead against yours.

Staring!! He'll always be staring at you whether you're looking or not. He's kind of like a cat, blinking at you real slow is his way of blowing kisses. The way he looks at you is exclusive to you only! It's so much softer and adoring than his usual scary pokerface staring. In a JL meeting, before everyone knows you're dating they might think he can't stand you. Inside though he's like 💓💗💖💘💝.

You can translate his grumbles and sounds. Bruce isn't the most talkative guy and he's in his head alot. So when he's busy or distracted and you ask him a question you understand his tone. Barry: "So is Bruce gonna be at the Flash parade tomorrow?" Bruce: "Hmm..." You: "Yeah he'll be there!".

The rest of the batfamily notice the effect you've had on him, you managed to crack the coldness he's built over the years. In addition to already liking you they're grateful for you being there for him. They'll even tease you both when you have dinner together. Fake vomitting when Bruce kisses you on the cheek, calling you Mom/Dad/Parent.

If you are another superhero(yes he does have a contingency plan for you) You may butt heads from time to time he may come off as underestimating you but he just wants to protect you by getting ahead of the problem. When he knows your abilities/skills maybe exactly what he needs in a certain situation, he’ll hit you up. He does his best not to hover when you go on solo missions, he will check in over comms at the most random times though. When you do go on missions together, you never notice but he'll stay very close to you.

You've got maximum scary dog privilege when you two go out together but when he goes out as Bruce Wayne he's still gotta put up that raunchy facade. He won't get too frisky with you but he will take the opportunity to flirt a little. He'll whisper little compliments and pick-up lines in your ear when you slow dance together.

Thanks for reading! Lemme know what you think. Please like or reblog if you like my stuff.

#~⋆｡°tales from the dreaming #reader insert #dcau x reader #dc comics x reader #dc animated imagine #dc comics headcanons #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne headcanons #dcamu x reader #dc x reader #bruce wayne x black!reader

[spaceagebachelormann]

Hello! If you’re taking headcanon requests, may I please request headcanons for what Count Dracula & Erik the Phantom would be like as husbands?

dracula and erik as husbands !

✧ warnings — some mentions of death and possible spoilers for dracula and phantom of the opera. also like 2 sexual jokes i think

✧ additional info — i got so so excited by this request omg <3 if u wanna id rlly appreciate it if u sent me more requests for phantom of the opera and classic monsters!! also not really specific versions of them but i mainly had the book versions in mind

✧ m.list — nav.

ೃ༄ erik destler

he wouldn’t wait to marry you

like at all

the second you show him you’re willing to be in a relationship with him and he’s sure you won’t leave him he’s already planning your wedding

of course if you wanted to take it more slowly he might be a little impatient but he’d try his best for you :)

but he’d be so happy if u were ready to get married as soon as possible

the sad thing is he’d get so stressed while trying to plan it because he’d want it to be absolutely perfect because that’s what he didn’t get with christine

and he’d try to convince you not to worry about it or help plan the wedding becaus he wants it to be a surprise for you

however he’d talk to you about what you want <3

so unfortunately he doesn’t know a lot of people 😭 so your wedding audience consists of daroga, mme giry, and maybe christine and raoul if ur lucky and manage to convince them (but they’ll be a little on edge)

and u can invite ur family if they’d be accepting of erik!

once y’all are married it’s so sweet and romantic ohmygod

he’d make u breakfast and dinner every single day, even if he’s had a particularly bad day

he just loves doing things for you

he’d also love writing even more songs and sometimes even entire operas for you or about you, you’re his muse

before he was able to take breaks from bis work to focus on you for awhile

but now you’re married he just can’t be away from you for two minutes

will sit on the floor and talk to u while u shower

or he showers with u

his love language is spontaneously twirling u around and redoing ur wedding dance in the most random places

also carrying u to ur bed if u fall asleep on him or somewhere else, before marriage he’d just let u sleep there and make sure he doesn’t wake u up

such a sweetheart <3

ೃ༄ count dracula

takes his time to marry you

but that’s only because he takes a lot of time working out when and where to propose and shit

and then probably has the wedding planned before you even say yes

which obviously you do

he’d be a little cocky abt u saying yes ngl cause he already knew u would

but the wedding itself obviously takes place at night and mainly other vampires will show up, but he won’t let them remotely near you assuming he hasn’t turned you yet

if he has then go talk to them!! there’s no risk of u dying or getting turned by someone else!!

he’d also rlly like cooking for u and shit since he canonically had to sprint around his castle to make it seem like he had butlers or whatever 😭😭

how good is fucking amazing btw

like god damn

and obviously he has a comfortable ass vampire bed that he’d let u put 60 pillows on if u want

he’d also like have a thing for ur hair no matter how short or long it is

he likes standing behind u and running his hands through it when u do literally anything for funsies

and his fingers are really pretty and long and cold so they feel nice

he also brushes it a lot esp in the mornings

he also doesn’t even look another persons way when he’s with u

ever.

and his brides are now just. draculas sisters or wtv 😭

unless u want them to be ur wives too he won’t complain

as much as he loves you there’s time where he js like. wants personal time to go kill people think

id also imagine ur very close with renfield

like draculas kinda mean to him but ur rlly nice to him <3

like for example waving at him when u see him or just going “hi renfield!!”

renfields probably the one who found u ngl

i can’t think of anything else for him mb pookie 😔 i’ll add to this later

#mars writing 🧈 #dracula #dracula x reader #dracula novel #phantom #phantom of the opera #erik destler #poto #phantom of the opera headcanons #erik destler x reader #dracula (marlees version 🩸) #phantom (marlees version 🎻)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Arvin and kieran meeting a shy but sweet new girl with this team.

Tapu koko who through some magical shenanigans can't be more then a mile away from the girl with out falling incredibly ill.

A motherly salazle who has a charm that allows her to talk English

A blood moon ursaluna who's the girls main body guard and hes very protective

And a female iron valiant who acts like a big sister. Who threatens anyone that if they hurt the girl she'll cut them down

Gotta say I appreciate the addition of Blood Moon Ursa. Officially my fav gen 9 ground type <3

............

Arven

The moment he met you, he realized you were too nice for your own good sometimes...being the shy and sweet transfer student who winds up being his partner in many classes.

He might tease you from time to time, although he lightens up only after he realizes Mabosstiff likes you--which mean he has to like you as well and not accidentally be too rude.

During battle studies, you two have a match and he's shook when you suddenly bring out Tapu Koko.

Somehow you have a powerful Alolan Guardian deity wrapped around your finger...yet you never once bragged about it.

But Arven fully believes you have a Ditto or Zorua who just chooses to impersonate a Tapu, wondering when it's gonna drop the act.

Soon he finds out that nope, it's the real deal, and you have some strange connection that doesn't allow it to wander too far from you.

Otherwise, it falls violently ill and its magic abilities are weakened.

You're certain it was hexed by someone who wanted to punish it for its mischief, so you've been travelling around hoping to find a "cure".

And ofc that meant Koko had to abandon its duties at Melemele Island and become your Pokémon. It was reluctant at first, but quickly became a loyal friend to you.

Eventually Arven meets the rest of your team, including a female Iron Valiant that escaped from the crater and made herself your ally after saving you from trouble.

She's your literal knight in shining armor, acting like a big sister figure instead of an emotionless robot programmed to attack.

Oftentimes she comes out of the pokeball herself if she senses you're in any kind of danger.

Blood Moon Ursaluna is another bodyguard of yours....who is MASSIVE and utterly terrifying.

All you did was go to Kitakami on a school trip and you suddenly come back with an ancient Ursaring variant/evolution??

How tf are you picking up so many dangerous Pokémon?

Just when he thinks Salazzle is the only "normal" one on your team...

He finds out that she can actually talk, addressing him by name and asking what he was cooking one day.

For a split second he thinks her pheromones/toxins were making him hallucinate...until he sees you having a full blown conversation with her.

It turns out that she developed the ability to speak human language, using it to scare off a group of male Salandits who were threatening you.

At first, she only ever said random words she picked up from humans, but you taught her how to speak coherently and gave her some books...and now she's 100% fluent in English.

All in all, Arven finds your team very...diverse.

You don't really do many Pokémon battles, as they all act like your bodyguards/friends instead. But then again he's never been too battle-crazy either (unlike a certain girl he knows who'd give ANYTHING to battle Tapu Koko).

Kieran

Your personality kinda reminds him of his old self: shy and sweet, oftentimes hiding behind protective figures, etc.

Part of him kinda hated it, but he was good at hiding it.

Was instantly impressed by your Pokémon team, especially the robotic-looking Gardevoir/Gallade hybrid.

Although being a country boi he's bewildered about her LED eyes and her robotic trills, and is definitely not too thrilled about all Pokémon looking like her in some distant/potential future.

Tapu Koko leaves him bewildered, especially when you explained your connection to it while it roamed around the coastal biome, reminiscing about its home in Alola.

He's heard rumors of the Blood Moon Ursaluna back in Kitakami, not caring for it as much as Ogerpon, but he NEVER expected to see that someone like you could have tamed it.

During a battle, Incineroar's flames almost burned you, and your Ursaluna was enraged and knocked him out with one Headlong Rush. Completely unprompted.

Since then Kieran made a point to instruct the feline to be more precise with his fire attacks..lest he became weak.

You impressed the League Club with your talking Salazzle...but at first he believes you're just being irritating and distracting..

Until she talks to him directly, and he's like "...oh wowzers..so you can understand me????"

That's the most shocked anyone in the club has ever seen their leader...

Being motherly as she is, your Salazzle often asks how he's feeling and how Hydrapple is....and he usually shuts down and tells her to mind her business.

But after Area Zero's events, when she asked him again he broke down crying and the poison/fire lizard lowkey panicked.

She had to get you to calm him down.

Since then you two have become close friends, and while in the beginning he was envious of your unique team (that also reminded him of somebody else), he realizes you thought his Hydrapple and battle setups were unique, too.

It honestly made his day.

#clanask #pokemon x reader #pokemon sv x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #pokemon arven #pokemon arven x reader #pokemon kieran #pokemon kieran x reader #female reader #tapu koko #salazzle #iron valiant #bloodmoon ursaluna #headcanons

[tulypes]

Pleeeeaze do a fluffy Jason Todd alphabet!

hey luv! everything very well? I don't know if I did it the way you imagined, but here it is. I had a lot of fun doing it. Good reading!

♡ AZ HEADCANONS: JASON TODD

( A ) ACTIVITES — what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Jason is a fan of literature, so he loves hearing you read to him. Jay loved watching you read, because you repeated some facial expressions described in the books; Sometimes he even missed some important parts because he was staring at you. It was your habit to light sandalwood incense to scent the environment while reading.

Once a week there was shared reading at an orphanage, so you always went there and read to several little children.

( B ) BEAUTY — what do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

His eyes are probably Jason Todd's favorite part. The endorphins consumed Jason when he saw you smile. Your eyes made such an adorable movement as you smiled happily. He admires you completely, but there's something about your old and 100% predictable jokes that left him mesmerized. He thought your personality was brilliant, you were so polite and empathetic.

( C ) CONFESSION OF LOVE — how would they confess to their partner?

I believe he confessed at some random time, while you weren't looking into each other's eyes, because he would have been embarrassed. But it was so beautiful that you jumped on top of him.

( D ) DREAMS — how do they imagine their future with you?

Well, I believe he is a little complicated on this topic. For Jason, the future was something uncontrollable, which could not be mastered.

Once, when you discussed the matter, he told you: — I don't have time for tomorrow, in two days it will be yesterday. I prefer to live in the now with you, which is beautiful and special. The life I lead is fickle, but as long as I'm here, you will always be by my side, as long as you want that too. (But then he sees you at the orphanage helping the children read, write their name and paint.)

( E ) ENDING — if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

I think that in a situation of definitive ending, where he no longer saw meaning in your relationship, he would be direct. I would be honest, I would thank you and then I would leave. I don't believe he's the type to end a relationship straight away, I think he prefers to talk about it before making any decision.

( F ) FIGHT — assuming you have a child together, how would he react in a fight situation?

I believe he would be a great father. In a part of it there will be fear, because it is a life; but he would be an extraordinary father, the kind who prefers conversations to punishments, who takes you out on the weekends, who doesn't miss a school reunion, who would even dance in front of hundreds of parents just to see the smile on his son's face . Jason would be the father he never had.

( G ) GRATITUDE — how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Wow, Jay is VERY grateful, he always makes a point of praising you. Not everyone can deal well with the lifestyle that Jason led, most of his romantic relationships did not last because conflicts always arose over schedules or even because he appeared injured or bloody. Obviously the two of you argued sometimes because of this, Jason was very focused on what he wanted, but he always found a way to be present. In addition to your understanding and help, Jay was so grateful to have a home… He loved coming home and smelling it everywhere, he loved shopping - no matter how much he complained about his delay in the markets -, he loved making coffee in the morning. morning by your side. He loved having you and was so grateful for it.

( H ) HONESTY — do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

I think he may not be completely honest with some details of his life as Red Hood, in a failed attempt to keep you away from some possible problems.

( I ) I LOVE YOU — how fast do they say the L-word?

Jay took a moment to speak, his head seemed to be processing the information. You said it first and you didn't regret it one bit, you believed it was better to be honest and that it was okay to show that you liked someone. A month later, Jason told you he loved you while you were watching the news.

( J ) JEALOUSY — do they get jealous easily? how do they deal with it?

I believe he is jealous, but the type that hides it. Yes, he sulks, pouts and ALWAYS grumbles that he is jealous.

( K ) KISS — are they a good kisser? what was the first kiss like?

His kiss is so sweet. There were a thousand ways for Jason Todd to show his love for you, but kissing was the best. He kissed you with so much desire and passion! One hand holds your waist and the other holds your hair, brushing his fingertips against the back of your neck. He liked to kiss the little space between your collarbone and your neck. You never understood and he never explained either, but he loved leaving long kisses there.

The first time you kissed was in the kitchen. He was leaning against the counter, holding a glass of water, and you were complaining about the neighbor never disposing of her trash in the right place. He was so focused on her mouth, the shape of it and how her lips shone slightly from the lip gloss, that he was so tempted to discover the taste.

( L ) LITTLE ONES — how are they around children?

He gets a little disconcerted, especially if there are many. But he likes to sit and play with them.

( M ) MARRIAGE — do they want to get married? what would the wedding be like?

As I said, he is a little afraid when it comes to the future, as his life is unstable. But if there's going to be a wedding, he wants something small, the two of you, Roy, the brothers, Bruce and Alfred as witnesses and the priest; probably on a beach.

( N ) NICKNAMES — what does he call you?

princess, love, darling, beautiful, my dear

( O ) ON CLOUD NINE — what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Very obvious. He just hears your name and his face already shows passion, how passionate he is. He shows that he loves you with actions, he is not very good at expressing it through spoken words. It may happen that Jay writes you notes or letters always reiterating how much he loves you.

( P ) PDA — Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He doesn't really like extravagant touches when you're in the presence of other people, just holding hands and kissing your cheek. He is a little withdrawn in front of people, but he never fails to show that he loves you.

( Q ) QUIRK — some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

He's great at making food, and he loves it! So when you're not really in the mood, he happily takes over.

( R ) REMEMBER — what is their favorite moment in your relationship?

When you told him you loved him it was one of the best moments of his life. Okay, at first he was a little confused because he felt like it was impossible for anyone to feel that way about him. But when you helped him overcome these problems, everything changed.

When you met too. It was at the market, you were with your niece and she tried to climb on a pile of cans, making them all fall across the store. When she was about to fall to the ground, Jason caught her. You were so grateful to the strange boy and he thought you were so beautiful.

( S ) SUPPORT — are they helping their partners achieve their goals? Do they believe them?

Wow, yes! He supports you a lot, roots for you, encourages you to pursue your dreams, desires and ambitions. He will help you in every possible thing.

( T ) THRILL — do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He likes routine, he really likes it…

( U ) UNDERSTANDING — how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Jay is very mature and observant, so he always notices when something is wrong. He gently asks you how your day was, trying to ask you indirectly if something had happened. He knew all your ways, he knew when you were tired, irritated, hungry, needy, happy, everything!!!

( V ) VALUE — how important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Your relationship comes first in Jay's life.

( W ) WILD CARD — a random Fluff Headcanon.

He loved dancing with you Bossa Nova.

You shared an apartment that had a wide view of Gotham. When the sky was colored orange and purple, Jay went to the record player you had and let a Bossa Nova play. The music echoed through the room, mixing with the aroma of incense. He walked over to you and gently pulled you by the waist, starting to guide you to the rhythm of the music.

( X ) XOXO — are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Jay LOVES his hugs! He loves to bury his face in the crook of your neck and place kisses in the space between your collarbone and your neck.

( Y ) YEARNING — how will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He tries to deal with it well, but he is always nervous and very anxious.

( Z ) ZEAL — are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He would be willing to do anything! Jay would start a new life, with fake identities, new names, and new hair colors if you wanted.

#jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #jason todd headcanon #batman x reader #red hood #jason todd fluff

[l1terary-loser]

Dating the Side Characters

Description: General headcanons of what it’s like to date the obey me side characters. (Gn!reader)

Warnings: None

Dia, Dia, Dia…so he’s a bit out of practice with dating norms and, well, society in general. But what he lacks in knowledge, he makes up for in enthusiasm and sweetness. If he says or does something strange, or recommends an unusual date option, tell him. It’s better to be straightforward with him than try to spare his feelings.

Speaking of which, he canonically hates it when people “walk on eggshells” around him. Don’t be afraid to tell him the truth or your real thoughts. He won’t be angry, in fact he’ll respect you even more for it.

He doesn’t have a lot of free time, which is something you need to be okay with. Don’t try to make him shirk his duties just to spend time with you. It will make Barbatos resent you, and Diavolo will just have to make up the work anyway. Instead, you two could do your work together and spend whatever time you have leftover doing something fun. (I’d recommend bringing a book—the stack of papers on his desk is a foot high).

He will put his duties as prince above your relationship. In addition, your relationship will always have a political undertone, especially with the more obstinate nobles. Even when you two are going through a spat, you may have to plaster a smile on for the cameras just to keep disparaging comments at bay.

Most of your dates will be spent in the Castle. Tea dates (which Barbatos provides the BEST snacks for), walking through the gardens, or dinner will be very common dates over the course of your relationship.

He goes all out for your birthday. He was willing to buy Lucifer a plot of land for a “vacation.” I don’t want to think about the lengths he would go to to ensure your happiness.

Extraordinarily cuddly. I mean, when your dad’s the Demon King and is taking a thousand-year-long nap and the only other constant since then has been Barbatos, you don’t really get a lot of affection. He also doesn’t have the time to seek it out, so once he has you…oh boy. He’s incredibly strong, so don’t expect to escape his arms unless you’re extremely convincing.

My malewife senses are tingling…No, I’m serious. Barbie here would take such good care of you, even if you try to tell him he’s doing too much because you feel guilty. His love language is acts of service. And, trust me, he’ll feel much better after he’s dusted your room and made you dinner. Also tea. He will make you a special blend that you are certain to like, even if you don’t usually like tea.

He’s a bit distant at first, mostly because he’s readjusting to romantic relationships. It’s been so long since he’s felt like he’s been allowed to be loved and cherished by someone. On days where he’s not quite sure how to proceed, don’t be afraid to guide him.

He believes that there is a time and a place for physical affection. He thinks it’s indecent to be seen being affectionate in public. He’ll hold your hand or press soft kisses to the back of it, but that’s about it for him. He’s extremely open to affection once in private. His favorite way to display this would be giving you random kisses as he’s bustling around the castle, taking care of his work.

Like Diavolo, he’s going to put his work before your relationship. It’s been a constant in his life for thousands of years, and he views his greatest duty as serving Diavolo. It’s nothing personal, and he still loves you. However, his biggest priority is serving the prince and, by extension, the Devildom itself.

I think that Barbatos, once he got used to it, would have the healthiest relationship out of the entire cast. He has a well-developed personality, multiple hobbies outside of the relationship, and a higher sense of duty, so his entire world isn’t reliant on you. In addition, he has his priorities straight but is willing to compromise. He is also very adamant about setting and following boundaries.

He won’t use his time powers for you. But, to be fair, he doesn’t even use them for himself.

You’re like his little safe space where he can go and be more than just a butler. You get to experience the fullest scope of his personality, which is something he doesn’t usually trust people with. He trusts and loves you very deeply.

Solomon has been alive for a long, unspecified amount of time. He’s had numerous lovers through the years, but you are the most special to him. No one has ever been able to rival his power, and he feels like he finally has a true equal.

He’s a bit hesitant to put his whole heart into a relationship at first. He’s outlived so many human partners, and he’s weary of the heartbreak that comes with it. He wants to express his love for you, but he just needs a bit of time to fully come to terms with the implications of a relationship.

He is mischievous. He’ll play pranks on you all the time, most of which are under the guise of “experimental potions” he makes. Other times, he’ll recruit you to prank other people. He is especially fond of pranking the brothers.

Solomon will show you off whenever he can, especially in the Devildom. He likes to rub it in the brothers’ faces. And, since he knows you’re super popular amongst the general population, he will brag about you to make other people jealous.

It’s best to give up on teaching him to cook. If you’re good at cooking, please take over for him. If you’re not good at cooking, just let Simeon do it. He’d be happy to if it means that everyone’s gastrointestinal tracts stay safe.

He will drag you on any adventures he goes on. Does he need to climb a mountain to get this very specific flower for a new spell he’s working on? You’re coming with him.

He’s really sweet at heart and just wants to love you. He’s not super physically affectionate, but he’s more than willing to give it if that’s what you need. He tends to express his love through his words, and he always makes sure to say “I love you” before he goes anywhere.

A literal angel. He is extremely sweet and compassionate. He will make sure you always have a safe, quiet space to go to if you need to vent. You are always welcome to visit Purgatory Hall whenever you need it.

He is extremely gentle and tends to be on the timid side. He can and will stand up for himself, but it takes him a while to reach his breaking point with this. Don’t be afraid to step in if somebody’s disrespecting him. He could use some help with setting boundaries in this sense.

Communication king. He always makes sure to let you know what’s going on with him and his life, and expects you to do the same. He wants to be kept in the loop. He’s also ready to support you at the drop of a hat, so knowing what activities you have coming up makes it easier for him to show his support.

Baking dates! He loves being in the kitchen with you and thinks it’s one of the best ways for you two to bond. Expect every cutesy kitchen trope: flour fights, nose boops with whipped cream, and sugar-filled kisses.

Simeon is on the receiving end of a lot of angelic resentment from demons. He tries his hardest to shield Luke from it, but in doing so, he receives the brunt of it. Be there for him when it starts to weigh on him. Give him a self-love day where you shower him in all of his favorite things.

Expect more “juvenile” affection at first. Simeon is super comfortable with hand-holding, face kisses, pecks, and cuddling. It may take him time to feel comfortable progressing with the intensity of his affection. Like Barbatos, he’s been expected to behave a certain way for a very long time, so he just needs time to warm up to it.

He will write you love poems and leave them around your room for you to find. He’ll also write you little love stories. This is one way he expresses his love. Most of these stories or poems reveal how he truly feels about you and your relationship, so pay attention to common themes.

Our resident wet blanket of a man. (This is just a side note, but his character design is so pathetic and adorable to me. I absolutely love him for no reason.) Very limited knowledge on social cues, but he’s still more well-versed than Diavolo is.

He’s very distant at first. He’s the least used to affection because his usual relationships are all formal, and he maintains a strict professionalism with most people.

Once he realizes his feelings, he isn’t one to hide them. He is extremely blunt and very forward with how he feels and what he thinks. You can always expect him to be straightforward and honest with you. He’s not a big fan of people who hide their true intentions, and he will never try to manipulate or play games with you. He expects the same level of communication in return.

However, just because he is straightforward with how he feels, doesn’t mean he’s straightforward with his more…amorous desires. He’s extremely timid with romantic advances, mostly because he’s been raised thinking that humans are weak beings. He’s just afraid that he’s going to hurt you. All you need to do is show him that you’re not going to break, and that will help with some of his timidness.

He’s also a little embarrassed that he feels this way for you. He won’t take too well to teasing because he’ll just freeze up and back off. If you validate his feelings and show him that 1) it’s okay to feel this way and 2) you feel the same way towards him, he’ll be infinitely more comfortable in your relationship.

He’s very protective. His love for you coupled with his underlying unease at being in the Devildom makes him want to look out for you even more than he already would. He knows you can take care of yourself, but he’s always willing to lend an extra hand, or spear, if you need it.

He may be a fan of Solomon’s cooking, but that doesn’t mean he can’t cook. That’s not to say he’s on, say, Simeon’s level, but he’s competent in the kitchen. And what he makes won’t kill you, so it’s really a win-win.

Mephisto is a bit of an enigma. You’re never really sure of his feelings or intentions. He somehow manages to express his emotions while being impossible to read. Needless to say, he wears A LOT of masks, so most of your early bonding comes from taking these masks off. He’s been strictly trained into the role of unflappable, inscrutable demon noble. He is always trying to appear perfect and hide his true self. So when you come around and start poking and prying away at these masks, he begins to panic and double down.

Inevitably, though, his masks begin to fall away. At first, it’s just cracks—you see the joy and love he has for his younger brother, the time and care he puts into his horses—and this just draws you in more. He feels more comfortable around you because you don’t have expectations of him. You don’t poke fun at him or degrade him for being less than perfect. He begins to feel at ease, and you quickly become one of the only people to see his true self.

He will spoil you to death. As his loved one, he believes you deserve only the finest of things in life. Whatever you set your sights on, you get, no questions asked. You mention a cool jacket you saw in a window display? It’s waiting for you on your bed with a bouquet of fresh roses. You see a cute pair of shoes at Majolish? He’s hand delivering them to the House of Lamentation.

Mephisto doesn’t really have close relationships, and he never has. Now that he has you, he is whipped. He will quite literally worship the ground you walk on, but he would die of embarrassment if you or, frankly, anybody else found that out.

He’s somebody who just deeply craves kindness. Please be nice to him. Show him affection, give him all the sweet things that he’s missed out on.

He is absolutely one of those people whose entire personality changes the moment they get into a relationship. His harsh, arrogant exterior begins to melt away. All of a sudden he’s much more easy-going and forgiving. The entire student body of RAD thanks you for whatever magic you’re working with him.

He’s lowkey insecure about his relationship with Diavolo and how Lucifer fits into his life. Reassure him and be there for him—he is his own demon and other people’s relationships don’t define him. He feels replaced by Lucifer. A little bit of reassurance goes a long way with him.

Last but not least, Thirteen. To say your relationship began with a rocky start is an understatement. Not only did you break into her cave, you’re Solomon’s apprentice. If there’s one thing she hates more than people breaking into her own home, it’s Solomon.

She likes your spunk and your overall demeanor. You’re kind but you also don’t let people walk all over you. She finds that immensely attractive despite being put-off by your close bond to Solomon and, honestly, the rest of the cast. She doesn’t particularly care for any of them.

Her favorite way to bond is by working on her traps together. Her traps are extremely important to her, and she’s letting you into her world through working on them together. However, when it comes to you, they tend to be more lovely dovey than “let me try to capture Solomon in a net for the 6th time this week.”

She’s not a super sweet, compassionate person. Of course she cares, but she’s more likely to give you a pep talk or reality check to go kick some ass than a soft, gentle hug and kiss.

Because she’s a go-go-go type of person, her affection can read as aggressive. She holds you tightly and presses hard kisses to your lips. She just has a short window of time to express her affection, but she still wants you to feel loved. This is her compromise.

She has a very stressful, demanding job. The best thing you can do for her after a long day? A massage wherever she needs it. She will eat that up and be yours forever. Pamper her a little bit and she is over the moon.

She LOVES when you play with her hair. She may be a little fussy at first because it takes time to get it to look that good, but she’ll melt so quickly once your hands are on her scalp.

#obey me x reader #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #solomon x reader #simeon x reader #raphael x reader #mephistopheles x reader #thirteen x reader #gn!reader #gn!reader x obey me

[viridianevergarden]

This is completely random but no one has any idea how much I truly want Elain to blow up.

The fact that she has gone the majority of her life -if not the entirety of it- being spoken for and spoken over and never asked about her thoughts and desires is so frustrating. Of course we won’t know her specific opinion on the matter until her book but she’s bared her fangs once (at Nesta) and I’m betting she’ll do it again. It just seems like, with what little we’ve seen of her being open about her feelings, there’s a very real possibility that she’s suppressed her emotions for so long. I wonder how long it’ll take for her to reach her limit.

I want her to scream at somebody.

I want her to be able to rage.

I want her to make everyone see that she is not as fragile as most have portrayed her to be in their own minds.

I can say that I want something similar for Azriel. We know that Azriel doesn’t talk to anyone about his emotions. The self loathing that he’s dealing with consumes him entirely. So much so that he believes to be undeserving of love and undeserving of those he cares for.

I want Az to be able to feel safe enough to break down in front of someone. To show his vulnerability. To show his true feelings. He’s been standing strong for centuries and has his heart guarded with the addition of being more stubborn than even mountains, as the IC claims.

The idea that Azriel and Elain could have those tender moments with one another plagues my mind. I want that for them so badly.

#elriel #pro elriel #acotar #elain archeron #pro elain #pro azriel #Elriel brainrot at its finest #I actually think about them every day #azriel #female rage fuels my veins

[oliversrarebooks]

The Rare Bookseller Part 46: Oliver's Ballet

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September 1925

TW: mind control, captivity

Oliver was trying to keep his hands from shaking as he walked up the stairs to the forbidden third floor.

It was the evening of the ballet, and his master had given him his instructions the previous night. He was to wake up before sunset, bathe, don the expertly tailored shirt and pants that had been provided to him, make coffee, and then head to Alexander's room to attend on him. Oliver wasn't entirely sure what that meant, and his nervousness over dispatching his duties warred with his nervousness about being an embarrassment at a fancy performance. He'd slept better the past two days, owning to Katherine's encouragement and his master's feeding, but now he couldn't help being slightly on edge.

Find happiness wherever you can...

He would do his best to follow her advice and enjoy himself tonight. It certainly wasn't every day he got to witness a ballet.

The oil lamp he was holding in his other hand sputtered and flickered as he climbed the stairs and apprehensively knocked on the dark wooden door that guarded his master's private sanctum. The door creaked open, revealing a very tired looking vampire in a fluffy robe. "Come in, Oliver, come in. Ah, you brought coffee. Excellent."

Oliver handed off the mug as he stepped over the threshold into the room, unable to resist sweeping his lamp around to get a better look, as it was currently only lit by a couple of candles.

Alexander's bedroom was furnished much like Oliver's, but larger, and far more cluttered. The window was covered with shutters, and a thick velvet curtain surrounded the enormous bed. The bookshelves were crammed full of books interspersed with rolled scrolls, stacks of papers, and seemingly random trinkets, a far cry from the orderly shelves in the library. The tables and nightstands were covered in stacks of books and hardened candle wax, and there was laundry strewn about the hardwood floor. The bed was unmade and the sheets and blankets were in a tangle, sliding off halfway, with a rubber water bottle lying nearby. The place smelled of bookbindings and floral soap and brine.

His master didn't seem remotely self-conscious about this state of affairs, taking the coffee, picking his way deftly through the mess, and sitting on the side of his bed. "It looks as if the shirt and pants fit without much need for additional tailoring. That's good," he said, looking Oliver up and down through half-closed eyes. "I suppose I ought to get dressed myself, and then you can assist me."

"Yes, sir." He was about to ask what exactly he would be assisting with, but as Alexander shed his robe and reached for his shirt, Oliver's attention was piqued by a strange symbol on his chest. A scar, but an oddly round one, with a faded symbol in the center.

"That doesn't concern you," said Alexander sharply, noticing Oliver's gaze. 

"Sorry, sir," said Oliver, making a point to look away as his master finished dressing.

He took another long look at Oliver as he buttoned all but the top button of his shirt. "...It's no matter. Come with me."

Oliver followed Alexander to a door in the back corner of the room, tripping over a pair of shoes obscured by an old coat on the way. The door opened to an absurdly spacious and opulent bathroom, featuring a marble floor, a porcelain bathtub large enough to fit half a baseball team, and expensive plush bath towels littering the floor in heaps. The smell of floral soap was even stronger here, and the remnants of steam clung to Oliver's glasses, the room oppressively warm.

Alexander sat down in front of a counter with a sink and a mirror, and Oliver's eyes went wide at the odd effect of his master having no reflection. He could see himself perfectly, as though Alexander wasn't even there.

"This is what I need your help with, Oliver. Making my hair look presentable, because I'm not able to do so myself."

That certainly explained why he was so disheveled normally -- although, given the state of his very visible room, it wasn't necessarily the full explanation. "What would you like me to do, sir?"

He gestured to a glass containing combs, long scissors, and a few other odd tools. "Whatever you think is fit. It's not as though I'm going to be able to see it to criticize. I only wish to look neat and presentable."

Oliver had really never paid too much attention to his own appearance, but he had always tried to look neat for customers, so he hoped he would be able to do the job. "Very well, sir," he said, apprehensively picking up a comb and running it through his master's hair.

His hair was soft, surprisingly so, and the scent of floral soap grew even stronger, with undertones of woodsmoke and bookbinding glue and something unidentifiable, a scent which he was quickly learning to associate with his master. Alexander closed his eyes, a faint smile on his face, seemingly enjoying the treatment. 

He must be so lonely. Oliver felt it so keenly the prior night when his master had cornered him in the kitchen and drank deep of his blood. As his master's thoughts pooled into his own, he was overwhelmed with loneliness, solitude, the desire for a warm and caring touch. Oliver couldn't help but work his hands into his master's hair on the pretense of styling it, enjoying the small, contented noise that escaped from his lips.

His master was handsome, wasn't he? Was there any harm in acknowledging that? It wasn't as if he had feelings for the vampire who had purchased him. He was simply accepting a truth, one that he had known even when Alexander was simply a prized customer.

"What is this ballet about, sir?" said Oliver, mostly to distract himself from this train of thought.

"It's an avant garde ballet, very controversial. It was actually choreographed and costumed by a famous Russian vampire who has worked in theater from well before I was born. This production has been mounted by a human company, though. It's a dance I'd been wishing to see for some time." Alexander's gaze traveled to Oliver's reflection in the mirror. "I have you to thank for encouraging me to leave the house more often, otherwise I might have missed this opportunity, instead electing to spend the evening wallowing in the manor's dust."

Oliver's breath hitched at his master's subtle smile. "I'm glad of it, sir."

----

Even though his tuxedo fit perfectly -- thanks to the detailed measurements Miss Florence had taken at the auction house -- Oliver still felt uncomfortable among the crowd dressed to the nines at the theater. He was dazzled by the gilded carvings on the walls, leading to a ceiling decorated with an elaborate fresco, and nearly crashed into a woman in a ball gown as he took in the sights.

His master, on the other hand, glided through the crowd effortlessly, paying them no mind. As Oliver followed, he could feel a sense of flowing waves, Alexander's vampiric aura pushing away everyone but Oliver, who felt compelled to follow his footsteps. It was just as well that his master was guiding him, lest he find himself lost.

Soon enough, they had both settled in a luxurious balcony box for two, and Oliver was shocked to see an actual look of excitement on Alexander's sleepy face.

"I simply can't wait to see the costumes -- I've heard they're magnificent. And of course, Yelena Pavlova is said to be a master of the dance. They say her striking and dramatic movements place her a cut above the prima ballerinas who only know how to flit prettily about," said Alexander, with enthusiasm. "I do hope you enjoy it."

"I think I will, sir," said Oliver. At the very least, he was sure he could enjoy it vicariously through his master.

The lights dimmed, the dance began, and Oliver soon found his attention riveted to the stage. It truly was an avant-garde sort of ballet, and the costumes were mind-bending. There were dancers wearing disturbingly realistic animal heads, costumes adorned with colored glass that glittered like jewels, massive peacock feather headdresses, ropes of pearls entangling their bodies, and a few in iron chains and shackles. The intricate pattern of their dance was ritualistic, as though Oliver were watching something forbidden that he couldn't take his eyes from.

Among them all, the prima ballerina Alexander had mentioned performed a stunning routine, clad in an outfit that seemed mostly comprised of ribbons in every color of the rainbow. She was striking pose after pose, being lifted and passed among the dancers, twirling faster than Oliver knew was possible. She was endlessly fascinating to watch.

The dance was so fascinating, in fact, that Oliver had forgotten all about his master's reactions. He glanced over, expecting that Alexander was enjoying himself as much as he was, and was shocked to see a look of stress on his master's face.

"Master, what's wrong?" he whispered.

"Nothing. Just watch the dance," he said, in a voice almost too low to hear, and his eyes flicked across the balcony to a different box.

Oliver couldn't help but look, to see what had his master so concerned. The box across the way had only one occupant, an older gentleman in an impeccably styled black suit. His full focus was on the ballet, his gaze holding a kind of judgmental intensity that made Oliver think he must be a professional critic.

Was this man troubling Alexander? It didn't seem like it could be. Perhaps he was worried about something else, and this man just happened to be in his line of sight as he glanced about nervously.

Could he be...?

Oliver tried to put it out of his head, but now he couldn't help but notice every time Alexander's gaze wandered from the stage. The moment intermission was announced, his master turned to him.

"Do you need to stretch your legs? Use the restroom?" his master asked. Before Oliver could even answer, he continued, "Very well, let's leave the box for a moment." He grasped Oliver's arm and practically dragged him from the box. Oliver found himself gently shoved into a secluded nook, away from the other patrons milling about the theater.

"Oliver, listen very carefully," said Alexander, his voice soft but deathly serious. "My sire is attending this performance."

Even though Oliver had been suspecting this the moment he'd seen the strange man, he still felt a spike of panic stab his heart at the confirmation. "Your sire is here?"

"I should have known he'd have interest in this ballet. But he's been so reclusive lately..." Alexander sighed. "But listen. You must follow my instructions exactly. If you do, it's unlikely you'll be harmed."

"I... I understand, master." Oliver's mouth felt dry.

"You must be quiet and obedient. Follow my lead, do not speak unless spoken to, and then, speak with the utmost respect. But you must be honest, even if you think the truth is dangerous. Never lie. He will know. And finally..."

"Finally what, sir?"

"If he takes control of your body, do not resist it."

"Takes control of my body, sir?" Just as Katherine had warned him.

"Do not resist it even slightly. If he seizes control, relax your body and mind and do not fight it. Believe me -- any struggle will only make your lot worse."

He blinked back frightened tears. "I can try, master."

"Good." Alexander put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "While I don't pretend to understand my sire's mind, I do believe no harm will come to you tonight."

"I hope not, master."

"Would you allow me to put your mind at ease so you can enjoy the rest of the performance?"

Oliver couldn't agree fast enough. "Yes, please, sir."

His master leaned over and hummed in his ear, and Oliver could feel his nerves calming, his fears growing foggy and distant.

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Alastor x Sewing!Reader Pt.5

Chapter 6

"Alastor were you alright?" you asked The night was still awfully early compared to the last week you were there.

"I am alright darling, just feeling a little under the weather is all." Alastor was quick on his feet to come up with an excuse.

You were very shaken up after the dance and he wanted to get you away as soon as possible. In addition, many other men were looking a you.He felt protective of you in a way. Anyone who looked at you lustfully had a reserved daydream in Alastor's mind of being torn to shreds. Alastor wanted you to be all his. It was a silly thought and a foreign concept to him. He liked how kind you were and how you acted towards him.The pleasant conversations were an added bonus. He felt as though everything between you two was so natural and he could slightly let his guard down near you. Of course, he wouldn't utter a word about his jealousy being the reason the night ended short in case it upset you.

"oh goodness! When we get to my home I'll have to give you some medicine and tea!"

You were worried about your friend. What if he had gotten a cold from walking you home last week? The least you could do was ward it off a slight bit. Tonight you had learned your lesson and brought your own jacket so Alastor wouldn't freeze for you.

"Alastor, please come inside and join me for a cup of tea, at least enough to keep you warn on your walk home." You both were standing in the shops entrance. The truth was after your encounter you didn't want to be left alone.

"Hm, just one and I'll be on my way."

Inside the shop Alastor made a note of the flowers on your center table in the middle of the store. You made all the surrounding garments to match. Smiling at this he promised himself he wouldn't forget to give you new flowers at the beginning of the week.

You both walked further into the store to a door Alastor didn't notice before.

"Sorry if it's messy at all, I have had a very busy week and not much time to clean." You knew your home wasn't messy one bit but wanted to break the silence. There wasn't enough time spent there for it to be messy

"You are an awfully busy person Y/N, I think I can excuse it just this once."

You sat Alastor in your small living room, joining him after the kettle was on the stove.

He took notice of your home while you were away. It was neat in its own way. Your home definitely reflected that you were a busy person. Random sheets of numbers and sketches sat in a neat pile on the coffee table. There were books sorted by author and series but stacked haphazardly on a book shelf. The room had three windows with a nice view of the city below. He could even see the radio tower from one window.

"Do you have a tea preference?" you asked unsure.

"What do you have?" Alastor had certain tastes but wanted make sure he wasn't asking too much of you. He wanted to revel in your kindness, for it to be all his. Yet, he didn't want to take advantage of you. It was odd because typically he doesn't mind using others for his own gain.

"Green, chai, black, earl..." you rattled off.

"Chai sounds delightful"

"Perfect! Its my favorite."

It worked well for the evening to wind you both down.

"Y/N?" Alastor asked catching your attention, "how do you stay warm? You have no furnace."

"Oh!" the question caught you by surprise. Sometimes you forget that most homes have fireplaces. Your building wasn't originally meant to be a home and therefore didn't have one. "I have plenty of quilts that I stack. Plus, the oven typically warms this whole place up!"

The kettle went off and you got up to steep yours and Alastor's tea. On the way back you brought the tea, honey, sugar and two quilts. You assumed Alastor was cold and that was why he asked about a non existent furnace.

Alastor had asked the question so maybe you would think he was cold and sit close er to him. He absolutely enjoyed the feeling of you on his arm while walking.

You sat the tea, honey, and sugar on the coffee table then handed him one of the quilts you had made. It was a simple pastel blue with hints of floral fabric.

Instead if grabbing the quilt, Alastor reached underneath to grab your hand and gently led you to sit on the loveseat next to him. You both settled under your respective blankets. You reached for you tea, adding 2 cubes of sugar and a spoonful of honey. Alastor however reached for your stationary hand. He held it without a word, acknowledging nothing.

You didn't say anything either. He was such a gentleman to you! There was no point in ruining a friendship with nonsensical words.

Even after your tea was finished you and Alastor continued to talk about the world around you. He appreciated your ability to find beauty in the world and you appreciated how he could hold a meaningful intelligent conversation.

The entire time you both continued to hold hands. No words were mentioned but Alastor would casually make sure you wouldn't forget your hands were intertwined with his. He grabbed your second hand as soon has the tea was finished. He later then rubbed his thumb across your knuckles every once in a while while you were talking. Whenever you got passionate about a topic he would hold them both close together and bring them towards his lips for a light kiss.

By the time the two of you noticed the time, it was far too late for Alastor to walk home. You insisted he spend the night to which he reluctantly agreed. In all honesty he was excited to be spending all the time he could with you.

You ran down the stairs and into your spare room and grabbed a set of pajamas you hadn't sold for him to put on. They were dark red a fleece lined.

"These are the most comfortable clothes I have ever put on Y/N" he was astonished with the quality and comfort.

"Keep them darling!"

You and Alastor played the game of who would sleep where. He was willing to take your love seat but he was a guest, you wouldn't allow it. Additionally, neither of you fit on that seat comfortably.

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