#apologies accidentally deleted the original ask

[darkearthsuggestions]

i. we live in the shadow of a many-cut gem. a hundred faces gleam hidden for each that we find and fog with awe. no one can see every beauty. no one is made for every thing. Where the fox turns its tail white and whistles through the winter, the bear knows best for himself-- simply closes his eyes.

ii. beauty is best as a berry, surprise and sweet and bursting with its short-spark fullness as it slips past the lip. the size of desire, bloated, outstrips. do not mistake these two, or worse, duty-- you will find yourself choking on that hollow thing, mass without meaning and grimacing in prescribed delight.

iii. we hear the song better when we know the words. mine starts so. salt glittering on the pavement, calling back to their days in the dancing sea. The shock- clarity- of a single breath, like lightning in the lungs. The sun on the snow- beauty in contrast. Snow knitting its hands together into something softer- beauty in itself. Beauty in self-certainty, howling down the blizzard-gray sky-- I will lay myself upon this crawling earth until the frozen overflows. I will render ice before I melt. I will sing this cold-grown world to rest, and in the albedo, I will glow.

#apologies accidentally deleted the original ask #but here we are!

[wisteriaw0rld]

-ˋˏ ༻motherly love༺ ˎˊ-

||synopsis: they like you because of how motherly you treat them, but despite them having a crush you might only like them platonically♡

||a/n: originally requested by anon but I accidentally deleted the request. (Again, I still might be slow on requests, I apologize in advance) - (In this the reader is a hashira and Tanjiros sibling!)

||characters: Zenitsu, Inosuke, Kanao, Genya, Muichiro

“It’s not fashionable to love me.” -Lana Del Rey

˚ʚagatsuma zenitsuɞ˚

♡Zenitsu had never actually met you until he landed in the butterfly mansion after the incident on the infinity train.

♡Tanjiro talked about you a lot. Considering you were a Hashira you were always busy with duties and you never had the chance to talk visit Tanjiro and meet his friends.

♡However after you had gotten the news of the flame pillars death after an encounter with upper moon two, you immediately rushed to the butterfly estate to make sure Tanjiro was okay. That was the first time you had actually met his friends.

♡The moment you made sure Tanjiro was okay, you took the time to meet his friends.

♡Right after Zenitsu met you, he immediately asked you to marry him. Before you could even politely decline, Tanjiro smacked him on the back of his head.

♡It didn’t take very long until you realized Zenitsu’s scared personality. He would practically scream at everything. 

♡Any time you got the chance, you would visit the butterfly estate to help him train. 

♡You felt bad at how he was terrified of being a demon slayer. So you offered to help him. You began training him and attempting to get rid of his fears.

♡Any time Zenitsu got scared, which happened a lot, he’d cling to your side while you pat his head reassuring him he was okay.

♡The food you make for him is also something that makes him feel better after getting scared. If your head pat’s don’t help him, your food will. But he’ll definitely have tears in his eyes while eating.

♡Being with Zenitsu is much like being stuck with a scared little kid that’s by your side 24/7.

♡He gets attached to you very quickly. With the way you treat him so kindly, he can’t not be by your side.

♡So whenever he has a mission without you, he’s gripping onto your haori while the people he’s going on the mission with try to pry him off of you while yelling apologies.

♡He overall loves how you treat him. So gentle and nice.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚

˚ʚhashibira inosukeɞ˚

♡He doesn’t care much about you being a hashira. Let alone Tanjiros sibling. The moment he see’s you he’s trying to fight you without a second thought.

♡At first, he doesn’t even know you’re Tanjiro’s sibling. While Tanjiro does talk about you a lot, he’s never explained how you look.

♡Inosuke found you sitting at the engawa of the butterfly estate eating an onigiri while minding your own business. The moment he see’s you he takes out his swords, yelling at you to fight him.

♡Kiyo, Sumi, and Naho, who all saw Inosuke trying to fight you, immediately grabbed onto his legs while yelling at him to stop. They knew you were fully capable of beating him as a hashira. That’s why they were trying to get him away. So his injuries wouldn’t possibly end up worse.

♡With all the commotion, Zenitsu heard and walked over in confusion. Then Tanjiro followed. Only to see Inosuke trying to fight you.

♡That’s when inosuke found out that you were Tanjiros sibling. And a hashira at that.

♡The moment you actually first got along with Inosuke was when you were helping Aoi in the kitchen. Aoi had to leave to finish the laundry and that’s when Inosuke ran in.

♡As always he had demanded you to fight him. Every time you ignored his offer. So this time you did as well.

♡”You want some takoyaki?” You asked, completely ignoring his request. It took him a while to process what you said. Especially since he’d already eaten and he wasn’t allowed to have seconds.

♡Eventually Inosuke got used to you giving him food. Even when he was no longer at the butterfly estate.

♡He’s not really used to kindness or affection. Tanjiro had been enough with how nice he treated everyone. But the moment he met you it was different. You had obviously favored him.

♡You were also used to being overly affectionate unlike him. Having so many siblings and being the oldest next to tanjiro made you show affection to others.

♡With all the attention you gave him it didn’t take long until he fell for you. It came to the point you were the only person that was able to calm him down whenever he acted rashly.

♡Many people are shocked when it comes to your interactions with him. Inosuke cares deeply about you but refuses to show it.

♡Even with his efforts to keep it a secret, his crush on you remains obvious to you

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˚ʚtsuyuri kanaoɞ˚

♡Kanao met you through shinobu after she  decided to visit your estate and bring Kanao with her.

♡You were only a year older than Kanao and considering your kind personality, shinobu had assumed the two of you could become good friends.

♡The moment Kanao met you, she fell for you and she fell hard. She’s not used to being cared for which is the main reason she loves you so much. 

♡She doesn’t know much about love but the way you treat her made her admire you.

♡Kanao loves to spend time with you and is always visiting your estate once she’s done with her job at the butterfly mansion.

♡She eventually learns how to talk to you without using her coin with easily helps her open up to you. It takes a while but she soon learns how to talk to you without a problem.

♡Kanao adores the way you care for her. Your hugs and company sooth her and make her feel nice.

♡She doesn’t know how to handle the care of someone else so she does get flustered easily.

♡After you had learned about her past, you treated her with more kindness and of course she felt herself falling more in love with you. 

♡Kanao often gets more clingy as your bond with her grows. She gets awkward when it comes to giving you hugs back so instead she’s always following you like a lost puppy.

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˚ʚshinazugawa genyaɞ˚

♡Genya doesn’t exactly know how to act around someone that cares for him so much. He’s not used to affection.

♡The moment you expressed the smallest bit of kindness to Genya, he immediately took a liking towards you. 

♡He didn’t understand why he felt comfortable around you more than most people. 

♡But you had treated him with nothing but kindness and it made him appreciate you.

♡Genya also noticed the way you tried your best to protect him.

♡The main reason you had always treated him nicely had been because you saw the way Sanemi treated him. In a way you knew the wind pillar did care deeply about his brother but didn’t know how to express it. So you decided to help.

♡You didn’t exactly expect him to grow a crush on you.

♡Genya also admires you a lot considering your a strong hashira. But that also gives him another reason to get easily awkward in a way.

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˚ʚtokito muichiroɞ˚

♡He didn’t pay much attention to you until you went on a mission with him. The way you had treated him in the short amount of time you were with him made him cling to you.

♡You often helped him when it came to his memory problems. You wrote him small notes in a notebook to help him remember some things.

♡Muichiro deeply appreciates your kindness to him, even though it takes a while for him to get used to.

♡He’s not used to someone being by his side and treating him so motherly, he begins getting really cling.

♡Next thing you know he’s the one following you everywhere you go and not leaving your side.

♡He gets jealous easily and doesn’t like when others steal your attention, (which happens a lot).

♡Muichiro’s also always reminding you that your kindness can be seen as a weakness when in reality, he never wants your nice personality to leave.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer x y/n #x reader #demon slayer fluff #x y/n #muichiro x reader #tokito muichiro #tokito muichiro x reader #genya shinazugawa #genya x reader #genya x you #Genya x y/n #kanao tsuyuri #kanao x reader #kanao x you #Kanao x y/n #inosuke x y/n #kny inosuke #inosuke hashibira #inosuke x you #inosuke x reader #zenitsu x reader #zenitsu x y/n #zenitsu x you

[aclowntiny]

Ateez When They Accidentally Walk In On You Changing

Requested by @jacobbaeluvr hope you have as much fun reading this as I did writing it bb 😘 tried to mix em up a little & keep em funny 😌Warnings: slightly suggestive just due to the nature of the scenario 😆

Hongjoong

“Seonghwa, did you close the door to our- AH!”

Hongjoong had just busted in on you changing into your swimsuit, your shorts tossed aside and your shirt on its way off, too, falling onto the bed as he screamed in fact. Hongjoong apologized profusely as he disappeared back through the door, twirling so his back was to you as soon as he physically could get it to be.

Heart thumping, you finished changing, emerging from the borrowed bedroom slash changing room to more apologies from Hongjoong.

“I’m so sorry, (y/n), that I saw that when I wasn’t supposed to. I didn’t know. I’ll delete it from my brain, I promise!”

“Yeah, if it was so bad,” you joked, “go for it.”

“You misunderstand me- it wasn’t bad at all.”

Seonghwa

You jumped the moment the restroom door opened, apologizing immediately. “Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were in there, Hongjoong just said I could pull aside and change in here so-”

“It’s ok, (y/n), you didn’t know. I obviously had no idea, either.”

You smiled even as you hurriedly pulled your new shirt on, shaking your head slightly in amusement. You guys had basically just had a miniature conversation while you stood there shirtless, clad at either skin- or bra-level, and his eyes had never left yours.

“You’re being such a gentleman, Seonghwa.”

“It’s what you deserve. I wouldn’t look unless you told me to. Well, wait, that is, I mean-”

Yunho

“Oh no! Oh no, (y/n)-”

You heard Yunho before you saw him, having been bent over to pick up the shorts that had fallen off the bed in the room the guys had lent you to change. Giving your intruder a very good view of your rear.

You flushed. “It’s ok, Yunho, just get out!”

“I already am!” Slam.

The door was shut once more and quite forcefully, letting you restore your modesty and make your way back out in your new clothes. The rest of Ateez smiled at the sight of you, but Yunho wouldn’t meet your eyes.

“Hey, it’s ok, it was an accident,” you comfort him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Would I make it more or less awkward,” he asked, gaze darting between your eyes and the floor, “if I said it looked nice?”

You removed your hand to swat him playfully, but you already knew what you were going to say to that.

Yeosang

There you were, reaching over in your underwear for the casual clothes you’d brought to relieve yourself of what you wore to work, as the door opened. You yelped and scrambled, ending up pulling and weakly holding your discarded shirt over what of your figure you could as Yeosang squeaked his own apology. When you finished and left the room, he was quick to apologize again.

“Ah, I’m so sorry (y/n)!”

“It’s ok,” you reply, “you weren’t trying to peep, you just saw by accident.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true.” His gaze got sort of faraway. “Huh, not the color underwear I pictured you wearing.”

“Wait, what?”

San

Lucky for you, you weren’t naked, but you had started by taking your pants off, so when the door swung open you still shouted in surprise at whoever saw you in your underwear. You turned. It was San. For some ungodly reason he sort of just stood there, gaze fixed forward with furrowed brows, and gave a nervous ‘heh’ until you asked what on earth he was doing, restoring motion back to his body as he turned and scurried out the door. You finished changing in relative peace, though what just happened wouldn’t stop running through your mind, and emerged from the room with your original outfit in hand, eyes glancing to San and back off of him. Why was he smiling like that?

“You have really nice legs, you know,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck shyly.

Mingi

The sound of door hinges had just begun to register as you peeled off your shirt, your back to the entry point of the room you were changing in. Practically before your heels could turn a scream echoed through the room, prompting you to really swivel. There stood Mingi, whose unceasing scream mingled with yours, though his was much louder as he barreled back out of the room to whence he came.

When you finished, walking back out to where he’d gone, Mingi ran up to you, bowing in apology and taking your hands, telling you he had no idea, the others hadn’t told him while he was gone.

“I swear I’m not a pervert!”

“It’s ok, Mingi.”

You’d noticed his eyes going up and down even though he freaked out, but there was no need to tease him any worse about it.

Wooyoung

“Oh, are we changing in here?” A voice rings out from behind you.

Emerging from behind the curtain as you tugged at your shirt’s hem, you’re met with the sight of Wooyoung standing there mirroring you, only he’d already thrown his top all the way off.

“Wooyoung?”

“(y/n)?”

You guys both exclaimed each other’s name at the same time, him pointing like the spider-man meme. You’d tugged your shirt back down and onto your body, but your pants were long-forgotten in the chaos, prompting Wooyoung’s eyes to travel down your legs.

“I thought you were Jongho!” He bursts out.

“No,” you reply, bending your knees to disappear behind the bed in his line of vision, “he said I could go in here and change! Get out!”

“I already started th-”

Reaching around the curtain, you grabbed a pair of socks and chucked them at him.

“Ok, ok, I’m going!”

Jongho

It felt so good to change out of your sweaty clothes. You hadn’t even been working out or anything, just spending some time outside, but the guys were sympathetic to your plight, offering a dorm room for you to pull into and remove some layers as well as a clean t-shirt that none of them were using. You’d almost gotten your shirt all the way unbuttoned, working them loose with a small smile, your eyes fluttering shut as air from the room’s electric fan hit your chest.

“Oh, (y/n), oh my God, I’m so sorry.” There was a hint of surprise, but that even voice could only belong to one person.

As your eyes shot open-and open wide, too- sure enough, you were met with Jongho groping blindly for the door handle as your hands fell to your sides.

“It’s ok, I’m not that undressed yet, that could’ve been worse. Sorry you had to see that.”

“Don’t be,” he says as he exits, closing the bedroom door behind him.

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #gender neutral reader #requested #jacobbaeluvr

[crystlizabeth]

@pampanope thank you for the request!! I accidentally messed up so I had to delete the original 😔

When I think of something like this I definitely think of Johnny! I love the Scott he such a sweetheart!! I’m definitely becoming a soap girly and I love it!!

Night Market!

Johnny ‘Soap’ McTavish x Civilian!femreader

Summery: going on a trip for a little you time you find yourself in while going through the night market you meet a Scottish soldier.

Warnings: not much, fluff, cursing, n as always my writings a Blackfem coded but there should be no exact description to you the reader everyone is welcome! Not strongly proofread

.˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.

Night had always been a favorite Mexico may not have been the best place to travel by yourself for you time but never had any problems. Now you walked through the night market of Las Alma’s the smell of Mexican food flowing through the air, bright colors still vibrant with the darkness.

You had to admit it wasn’t the best feeling seeing people with heavy-duty guns just casually walking around, most of them not even soldiers. Walking down the aisle of little shops you stopped in front of a flower booth.

Looking through all the pretty flowers, bundles of red roses, baby breath, sunflowers, peonies, marigolds, and others. Looking through them you felt a presence step next to you, them standing closely.

Looking up you saw a taller man with heavy gear on but dressed in some jeans and a simple shirt his hair styled in a mow-hawk, he was handsome that's for sure soon his eyes met yours wandering one scaring you and making you look quickly back to the flowers in front of you. He chuckled lightly his head turning to look at you, “you shouldn't stare at people with find it weird.” you spoke softly your eyes still avoiding his

“I apologize lassie could help but admire ya.” he laughed lightly.

His laugh made your heart flutter how could such an intimidating guy have such a sweet voice little weird that he decided to flirt with you but you didn't mind. “I bet you say that a lot..” you teased lightly your eyes meeting his.

Wow, he had these really blue eyes they were gorgeous, to say the least his eyelashes were long and feminine-like. “Not all the time, you with a friend? Sorry if it sound creppy of a stranger to ask.” He spoke his hand holding in to his vest as he faced you.

“Yeah I’m with a group we split up for a bit..” you lied couldn’t help it but it’s was a just incase because what if he was wired.

“Not the best idea eh?” He spoke his brow rising.

“Maybe but I can take care of my self, haven’t had any problems.” You spoke your body facing him.

He nodded his mouth opens to say one more thing but ended up closing it only to speak, “I’m John McTavish my friends call me Johnny though.” He introduced himself holding his hand out to shakes yours.

Being polite you shook his hand introducing yourself aswell, “nice you meet you hun.” You spoke your head tilted to the side a small smile laying in your lips. Him returning the gesture giving you a toothy smile that made your heart flutter.

“What ones you looking at?” He asked,

“What..” you muttered your eyes never leaving his.

“Flowers lass, any you like? Saw you staring at the baby breath and peonies..” he said a cheeky grin plasters in his face as he spoke to you.

“Oh!— yeah- um— I was thinking of getting some with the pink roses it would be cute bouquet no?” You asked flustered turning away from him.

God get it together you thought, he some 6 foot guy in the military that could destroy you if he felt like it. But he looked damn good when he smiled at you his head tilted in that teasing manner when he caught you staring at him.

“Yer alright lass?” he chuckled a bit, His deep laughter gives you goosebumps.

You nodded turningyour head towards him, “Mmhm! I've got to get going— haha sorry it was lovely meeting you!” you spoke still flustered.

“Could I walk you back it nearly midnight?” he asked.

Walk you back, bad idea.. He's some random guy you just met. He didn't give you any type of creepy vibes would it really be all that bad? It would be bad if he kidnapped you, “Sure.” you said excusing the wandering thoughts in your head, you had your location on and your friends back home had it your AirPods stuffed in your boob as an extra tracker but you didn't feel worried about it. You did have a gross feeling in your gut about him so why not he was military, British military you're fine.

He walked next to you, the two of you exchanging conversations at your bother walked learning more about one another thought here and there his thick accent was hard to understand sometimes he was something else. You were down bad for some guy you just met, it was disappointing when you finally got to your little hotel and walked through the doors you let him walk you up to your room.

“This is you I take it.” he spoke watching your body stop in front of the door.

“Yeah- sorry we couldn't talk more Johnny,” you said your voice laced with sadness.

He smiled lightly “no worries lass glad I could get you back safely. Lovely meeting you sweetheart, maybe I'll see you tomorrow night.” he spoke shrugging.

“Hopefully-” you said a smile forming on your face.

“Sleep easy lass,” he spoke his hand grabbing yours gently pressing his lips to your knuckles.

You watched in awe as he did so “you too..” you muttered watching the Scott Walker back down the hall looking behind him a few times me to get another look at you.

Opening your door you closed it your back falling agents it “oh my god.. Oh. My. GOD!” you screeched fawnly your hands falling over your face.

In the time son of forty-five minutes, he left you giddy like a schoolgirl, soon to come with the realization that you didn't get his number, socials anything! That made you mad at your self you were completely submitted forgetting to do a basic thing and ask for his number and after the conversation you both had made you let out an angry groan.

It was sad because you would probably never him again you had his name yeah but couldn't find shit on social media. So you had to sleep off the sadness maybe you get to see him tomorrow night.

The morning eventually came you getting ready to head out opening the door you almost stepped on it. A bouquet of flowers and little not attached the the string that held the brown paper that held the flowers as one Picking it up was Pink roses Peonies and baby breath a few eucalyptus leaves around it. It was pretty very pretty some of your favorites even turning the note over it read ‘sorry but I wound be able to see you tonight had to leave mexico due to work, but there's my number I would love to see you again Lassie! - Johnny McTav.’

The note made you smile though it was sad because you wouldn't be able to see him, but he remembered the flowers you were looking at last night when you met putting them all together with a note saying goodbye.

That was the first thing you did putting his number into your phone.

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Hope this is good for you babes! Short but sweet!

#johnny mctavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #johnny mactavish #john soap mctavish x you #john soap mctavish x reader #black fem reader #x black reader #johnny soap mctavish x black reader #johnny soap mctavish x reader #soap x black reader #soap x reader #soap call of duty #soap cod #soap mw2 #john soap mactavish #john soap mactavish x reader #soap mctavish

[milkywayhou]

YOU'VE GOT EMAIL (König X OC: Medical Student!Snow) PART I

Summary: When the Colonel from some Private Military Corporation group accidentally send KorTac's secret file via email to a random civilian girl.

or

König send wrong email to a wrong person

TWs: A lot curse words (from Snow), both of them being passive-aggressive, slow burn (kinda). I just wrote this for fun

Words Count: 3k (That's a lot for an email lol)

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

02/28/23 at 03:42 pm

Subject: KorTac Tactical Operations File E12345 Classification: Top Secret

Lieutenant,

Apologies for the inappropriate transmission. As head of KorTac Special Forces, securing sensitive documents is of utmost priority. Please confirm deletion of the attached file and we’ll consider the matter closed.

While I understand your confusion receiving such a file unsolicited, KorTac business must remain confidential. I trust a responsible professional such as yourself understands the necessity of discretion in such matters. Please don’t hesitate to contact me if any other issues arise.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

02/28/23 at 07:12 pm

Subject: RE: Creepy email

Excuse me,

I have no idea what you’re talking about. All I know is I got some weird files from “KorTac Tactical” that I definitely did NOT ask for. Do you know how scary it is to get secret military documents out of nowhere? I thought it was one of my friends pranking me at first.

Instead of lecturing me about deleting things, maybe you should be more careful who you send your “top secret” info to. I’m just trying to study neurology over here, not get dragged into some clandestine Special Forces stuff.

Lighten up a little, yeah? It was an honest mistake I’m sure. No harm done.

Snow

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

02/28/23 at 08:02 pm

Subject: RE: RE: Creepy email

Ms. Farron,

I can assure you there was no “creepy email” or files sent from this office. As Commander of one of the world’s premier private military factions, securing classified intel is of utmost priority. If some file was erroneously transmitted to your address in error, it did not originate from my users.

While I understand the desire to shrug off mistakenly received sensitive documents, national security does not warrant such lackadaisical treatment. If you have relevant data in your possession, basic courtesy requires replying to the original correspondent – in this case, myself – to ascertain the source of error.

Do let me know if you retrieve any files in question. And in future, a bit more discretion and less indignation may serve you well when inadvertently encountering restricted information networks. Consider this a learning experience.

Regards,

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

02/28/23 at 08:22 pm

Subject: RE: RE: RE: Creepy email

Hi Colonel Tightpants,

Thank you for the condescending lecture. As I’ve said THREE times now, I never got any files from you or KorTac or wherever before. All I know is I woke up to an ominous email saying “Top Secret KorTac files” or something. Pretty annoying/alarming for a simple student!

And excuse me for not dropping everything to thoroughly investigate a mistake that wasn’t even mine. Some of us have actual classes to study for, not play secret agent all day.

If you’re so worried about security breaches, maybe focus on your end instead of harassing innocent people via multiple snobby emails. I’ve got better things to do than argue in circles with Mr. High-and-Mighty.

Please remove me from your contact list going forward. And do try to lighten up a little!

Regards,

Snow

P.S. The file is attached. I called it “Creepy Email From Creepy Colonel” for your convenience. Have fun decrypting your own mystery ;)

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

02/28/23 at 09:42 pm

Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: Creepy email

Ms. Farron,

I will not be spoken to in such a disrespectful and unprofessional manner. While your frustrations are understandable, maintaining proper decorum and respect for sensitive operational matters is not an optional courtesy – it is imperative.

You’re accusations of “harassment” are as unfounded as they are insulting. Do not mistake my patience and courtesy thus far for weakness. Should any real documents surface from my network in error, I expect their immediate return without petulant games or sass.

As a private military organization operating across the globe, security is no light concern for this command. If unable to grasp even the basic responsibility of confirming received documents' origins for the sake of national safety, perhaps the world of intelligence is beyond your current realm of comprehension.

Consider this your final warning. Any further unsubstantiated claims or uncooperative behavior will be met with the full weight of legal action and your academic institution will be notified accordingly. Is that absolutely clear, Ms. Farron?

Reply confirming so or cease contact immediately. I will not tolerate insubordination, especially from an civilian amateur dabbling where she has no clearance. Maintain discretion as instructed or suffer consequences – the choice is yours.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/01/23 at 09:29 am

Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: Creepy Email

Colonel High-Horse,

Spare me your thinly veiled threats. If you’re so sure I have hide some Top Secret Files™, by all means come search my dorm room yourself since you clearly don’t believe a word I say. Oh wait, you can’t – because there’s NOTHING.

Maybe take a break from power tripping over email and try listening to the person who’s actually involved for once. Not my fault if your big bad security systems have holes. But I guess acknowledging mistakes isn’t very military, is it?

You wanna see uncooperative and petulant? Keep harassing me and I’ll forward our whole conversation to the national news. Something tells me they’d love to hear how easily “the world’s premier private military” loses confidential files.

So for the last time – I did NOT receive ANY files from you or KorTac aside the one you accidentally send. If you’re incapable of comprehending that, then you’re dumber than you look. Consider THIS your final warning to lay off before I take action, Colonel Tightass.

Snow

Formerly Civilian, Currently Pissed Off

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

03/01/23 at 08:55 am

Subject: Enough

Ms. Farron,

Your insubordination has crossed several lines. While I sought to resolve this discreetly, you force my hand with threats and insults. Know that I do not respond kindly to such provocation.

If you insist upon escalating this beyond reason, so be it. However, tread carefully – you are ignorant of forces beyond your control. Dare to sully KorTac’s name to fuel your petulance, and all your academic and personal records will undergo… thorough review.

Accidents happen, as you claim. But any damage to our operations will not be taken lightly, no matter your perceived innocence. Heed my words well, girl – you do not wish to become an enemy of this command.

Consider this last attempt at civil discourse. Cease contact and let this die, or suffer consequences you cannot imagine. The choice, as before, remains yours.

I expect no further correspondence. You are now on formal notice – proceed at your own peril.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/01/23 at 11:38 pm

Subject: Go to Hell

You want a fight, you’ll get one you pompous prick. Your “command” and threats mean nothing to me.

If anything happens to my academic career or personal life, the world will know exactly who’s responsible. I don’t care how elite you think you are.

Bring whatever you’ve got – I’m not afraid of some borderline psychotic and his glorified gun club. You want a target? Consider it painted on your back from now on.

Have fun trying to intimidate me, ASSHOLE. You just made the worst enemy of your pathetic life.

Goodbye forever. Don’t bother responding – you’re officially dead to me.

Snow Farron

Future Doctor, Current Pain in Your Ass

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

03/02/23 at 01:29 am

Subject: So Be It

Foolish girl. You have no concept of the forces you now contend with. Consider carefully the hole you’ve dug, for there will be no mercy if you proceed.

However, my integrity will not permit baseless threats against civilians. If you agree to cease hostilities and let this dissolve quietly, no further action will be taken. Your record and life will remain untouched.

The choice is simple – walk away unscathed, or persist in this idiocy and face consequences beyond imagination. Think carefully on your next move, little one. Tread no further, and this can end.

You have one hour for a sensible reply before measures are taken. Make them count.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/03/23 at 02:04 am

Subject: Bite Me

Yeah, I’m real scared of your “forces” and “consequences beyond imagination.” Give me a break.

You think I’m going to bow down to your threats just because you’re some big shot Colonel? Please. I’ve dealt with way scarier than pompous bully babies like you.

So do your worst, tough guy. Come at me with everything you’ve got. I promise it still won’t be enough to make me back down from a pissant fraud like you.

Your “hour” can go fuck itself. You want to end this? Then stay the hell away from me and leave me alone forever. Otherwise this isn’t over by a long shot.

Tick tock, pal. Your time is running out and so is your chance to slink away with your tail between your legs. Better figure out your next move fast!

Not holding my breath for anything “sensible” though. Later, loser!

Snow “Untouchable” Farron

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/05/23 at 11:09 pm

Subject: wassup bitchhhhh

Hey asshooooole its ur girl Snow again!! Had a few dranks w/ friends to forget ur stupid email but the pain remainsss lolll

Jus wanted to let u kno ur still a total dickhead no matter how drunk I get. Probly shouldn’t be emailing u since last time but fuck it YOLO right???

Anyway ur threats meant nothing I had a blast tonight. Try n stop me next time I feel like partying fuck face!!! No1 messes w snow n gets away with it

Also saw some guy who looked like u at the bar what a coincidink lol. Hope he feels as stupid as u in the morn ;))

Hope ur having a shit night missing out on the fun. Don’t reply I prob wont even remember this! Byeeeeeee loser stay mad <33333

Xoxo drunk snow

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

03/06/23 at 01:50 am

Subject: RE: wassup bitchhhhh

Well well, what have we here. It seems our intrepid Dr. Farron has landed herself in an inebriated state this night.

Can’t say I blame you for seeking alcohol’s comfort after our little disagreement. Dealing with my “stupid emails” and “threats” must have been terribly traumatic. You have my deepest sympathies, truly.

While unwise to conduct militarized business intoxicated, I’ll admit your drunken ramblings provided some mild amusement. The imagery of you partying it up solely to spite me was rather quaint. Do try to stay safe in your revelries, dear – would hate for some unfortunate accident.

As for your daring insinuation about encountering my likeness at a bar, I can assure you my nights are occupied with matters far more pressing than drinking. But I appreciate the laugh, strange as it came from such a belligerent tongue.

Enjoy your hangover, Snow. And sleep well – who knows what mischief tomorrow may bring.

Regards,

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

P.S. Do refrain from over-indulging too often. Wouldn’t want those fine medical skills to dull prematurely, now would we?

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/06/23 at 05:28 am

Subject: RE: RE: wassup bitchhhhh

Yeah yeah, laugh it up. We all do dumb shit when we’re drunk occasionally. At least I have an excuse, unlike you and your constant stick up the ass personality.

That being said, I suppose I owe you an apology for that ridiculous email last night. Not my finest moment, to say the least. But you seem to bring out the worst in me, so.

Consider us even for any “amusement” you got at my expense. I’m suffering enough with this hangover from hell as it is.

Just so we’re clear though – I’m not some damsel for you to patronize or imply threats towards. Keep your smug sarcasm, I don’t need it. We’re done here, got it?

Good. Now fuck off and leave me alone to die in peace, Dickhead von Buzzkill. And next time – lay off the sauce OR lay off me. Your choice, Colonel

Snow “Moderately Sober But Still Pissed” Farron

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/06/23 at 09:33 am

Subject: RE: RE: RE: wassup bitchhhhh

Alright Colonel Buzzkill, I’ll admit my constant insults aren’t getting us anywhere. As much as I hate to inflate that already massive ego of yours, maybe there was a tiny little misunderstanding somewhere along the way.

Med school has been kicking my ass lately and I’ve been on edge. Between the mounting student loans, endless assignments, and stressful exams, I’m about one Red Bull away from a full breakdown. Not that you probably care about such peasant problems.

Anyways, my point is – I may have overreacted a bit to this whole email mixup. Even if it WAS totally not my fault *eyes emoji*. Can’t a girl blow off some steam without the world’s most uptight Colonel threatening her into an early grave?

Lay off with the intimidation tactics already. I said I was sorry for getting drunk and belligerent, more or less. What more do you want, my first born child in sacrifice?

Just, try to lighten up a little if we have to keep interacting for god knows what reason. I’m too exhausted to keep fighting a war on 20 different fronts. Truce?

Overworked and Underpaid,

Snow

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

03/06/23 at 09:01 pm

Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: wassup bitchhhhh

Oh? So the fledgling doctor deigns to admit a modicum of culpability at last. How gracious of her highness to acknowledge her part in this debacle, no matter how begrudgingly.

Though I’ll not deny deriving a certain satisfaction from seeing you squirm, that was never my aim. As Commander of KorTac, security of sensitive data is no laughing matter – a concept you seemed unwilling or unable to grasp at the time.

However, as one engaged in higher pursuits of intellectual rigor and public service, I can understand the pressures that come with such territory. Medical education is a noble yet arduous path, as I’m sure even your addled mind comprehends on occasion.

Very well, Ms. Farron – consider this matter put to rest. A temporary ceasefire it is, for the sake of future global stability if nothing else. But tread not again where you have been warned, or I shall not be so gracious next transgression.

Do try to mind your health and studies in lieu of drunken revelry. Wouldn’t want to lose such a pugnacious spirit to frivolity or misfortune. Now, do run along – no doubt some looming assignment awaits its dissection.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/07/23 at 02:19 am

Subject: Aw, you DO care!

Aww, is that actually concern I detect underneath all the big important Colonel bluster? I’m touched, really. Who knew you had a soft spot for lowly students like me.

Admit it – you just can’t stand the thought of little ol’ me disappearing in some “frivolous misfortune.” You’d miss having me around to aggravate that permanent stick up your butt!

But don’t worry, it’ll take more than a silly paper or two to take me out of commission. Unlike some people, I actually know how to unwind without threatening international incidents *cough cough*.

All jokes aside though, truce accepted on my end too. Maybe now we can move past wanting to strangle each other every time we’re in the same email chain. Small victories, right?

Anyways, gotta get back to the grind. Thanks for not making me regret extending the olive branch…this time. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!

Your Favorite Almost-Doctor,

Snow

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

03/07/23 at 08:05 am

Subject: RE: Aw, you DO care!

Cease this incessant jesting at once, fraulein. I neither “care” for you as anything more than a potential security concern, nor possess any jovial qualities to “aggravate.”

A commander's duties require maintaining surveillance of volatile elements wherever they arise. You have thus far proven yourself quite the unpredictable variable, so forgive my reluctance to take eyes fully off the matter.

As for your studies, consider this the only encouragement they shall receive from me. Master your craft with distinction, then mayhaps our paths need not cross again in the future. Though I admit the thought of you disappearing into obscurity does bring its own satisfactions to ponder.

Now then, if you’re quite finished wasting both our time with your misguided attempts at levity, some of us have real work to which attending. Do try and keep yourself from causing further disruptions, medic. You may resume your “grind” in peace.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

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From: [email protected]

To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

03/07/23 at 12:56 pm

Subject: RE: RE: Aw, you DO care!

Always so grumpy, Colonel Grumpy Pants! Lighten up a little, will ya? Not all of us can be stoic hard asses all the time.

Speaking of asses, mine is practically dragging on the floor from exhaustion. Between classes, labs, studying, and my various part-time jobs, I’m surprised I have any brain cells left at all.

Don’t even get me started on these student loans. At this rate, I’ll be paying them off until I’m 90. Not that you military bigwigs have to worry about pesky things like money, I’m sure. Must be nice.

You know, maybe I should just forget this whole doctor thing and become a sugar baby instead. At least then I could afford to eat once in a while AND maybe some lucky rich person would be willing to pay off my debts. What do you think – interested in an investment opportunity? I promise I come with lots of free sass and jokes at your expense!

Kidding of course…or am I? You’ll never know!

Your favorite broke and tired med student,

Snow

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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]

To: [email protected]

03/07/23 at 03:37 pm

Subject: RE: RE: RE: Aw, you DO care!

One of these days that improperly-filtered mouth of yours will find its owner in hot water she can’t jest her way out of, medic. I’d advise reigning in these fanciful sugar baby musings before they land you in a far less pleasant situation.

However, your frustration with the systemic burdens of medical education is…understandable. The modern model leaves much to be desired in terms of sustainability for both student and society. A dysfunction perpetuated by greed and shortsightedness at the highest levels, as with so many ills in this world.

As for offers of “investment,” I’ve no surplus funds to patronize frivolities. Nor the patience to entertain speculative propositions from volatile girls who can’t keep themselves from inviting more trouble than they bargain for. Focus that restless energy on your studies as discussed, and all should proceed smoothly.

Now then, if there are no further inanities requiring response, I’ve a command to oversee. Best of luck with exams and endeavors, Farron. Dismissed.

Colonel König

KorTac Commanding Officer

I will write the next part later when I have time <3

Also comment love and reblogged are very appreciated! 💖

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[jellyfishoreo1206]

I really wasn't expecting so many people to like my Mirage x reader so much! I'm glad you guys liked it!

Though this is a rewrite, because I accidentally deleted the original. I'm still a little salty about it but it's whatever

Though there will be a small few changes that aren't updated in the part 1, but nothing much, just how the text will be colored. And some inconsistent POV changes

Y/N-Pink

Mirage-Blue

Noah-Orange

But anyway, here's part two!

Part one is here btw

Meeting Mirage ;)

Warnings: Suggested drug usage, language

"So is there a reason why we're walking instead of taking your car?" Currently right now, Y/N, who was about to go to bed several minutes ago, is now walking the empty streets of Brooklyn with Noah right beside her. And in addition of that, a blindfold for some reason that she's still trying to figure out. It was nearly midnight and this man literally just told her he had something important to show her. Many questions asked, and no answers yet.

He just kept responding with, 'you'll see when we get there', which is slowly starting to tick her off. And to make it just a little worse, she's still in her PJ's, a black tank top, some baggy white sweatpants that aren't even hers, and some worn out spiderman slippers. And it's fucking cold.

"It's close by, not even that long of a walk."

"It better be, because I swear to God Noah if whatever you're about to show me is something stupid I'm going to fucking kick you."

"I swear it's not."

"Also why did it have to be at night? Why not early in the morning?!"

"Because it couldn't wait until early in the morning!"

"Mhm, yeah right. You didn't even let me have time to put on a jacket. It's fucking cold."

"It's summer."

"You know how cold I am naturally!"

"Wouldn't be surprised if you were a lizard."

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm just befriending you so I can slowly take over humanity! Maybe so I can lick all the things I want without getting weird looks from people because it'll all be lizards!"

It was quiet for a moment, before the pair started to laugh at the comment. Sometimes they can't take each other seriously. It's always one of the two that makes the most random comments to ever been said.

"I'll get you some of those croissant thingys from that bakery you like. As a, 'Sorry for dragging you out of your apartment to show you something' apology."

"You better, you mother fucker...and bring some milk too."

"You're the only person I know that likes milk as a beverage."

"Hey! You can make all kinds of shit out of milk! It's not weird to like it as a beverage. Hell, you were drinking it out of your mother once!"

"Never say that sentence ever again."

Sooner or later, they finally arrived at their destination. With the jingling of keys, Noah unlocks a door before gently pulling her into the building. She was immediately hit with the smell of oil, the fumes of paint, and the smell of gas. Wherever they are, Y/N's guessing they're in Noah's garage.

Now, Noah was nervous, the whole entire time they walked here, he was fidgeting with his finger every so often. He fears how his best friend will react to Mirage, and hoping, hoping it's a good reaction. Though, it might be a small chance, but that's not stopping him from praying to the point someone passing by will probably think he's a little crazy.

"Heyyy you're back! And you brought the pretty lady too~" Now Y/N wasn't expecting another person to be here. She thought it would just be the two of them. Not that she was complaining, maybe this important thing needed someone to look after it so it wouldn't break or something.

Though in reality, it's a huge 12ft robot chilling on the floor, waiting for the both of them. But she doesn't know that. Yet.

"Y/N, I want you to me-"

Noah was cut off by Mirage, a pout on his face as he crosses his arms. "Nu uh man! Lemme have this one!" He quickly clears his throat, with a flirtatious smirk replacing that pout in seconds.

"The names Mirage, bonita~ But you can call me yours~" There was a playfulness in his tone, and to Y/N, he seemed very confident and outgoing. Maybe a little flirty, but that's fine with her. Though he does sound rather young, maybe around the same age as Noah? (I don't know how old he is, but I'm guessing maybe around 19-21, also reader is like 6 years older than Noah) And what a strange name, maybe it's a nickname he likes to go by.

"That's the most cheesiest line I've ever heard in my entire life." Y/N let's a chuckle slip through, snapping out of her little mind rant, a small smile making it's way onto her lips.

"Hey I spent a good amount of time on that! Plus, it's not that cheesey.."

"..Was that too cheesey?"

"Dude you're the one who came up with it, not me."

"But you're supposed to be my wingman here! I scratch your back, you scratch mine." There was a small stare down between the two, before Noah sighed.

"...okay maybe it was a little too cheesey-"

"I may not be able to see, but you guys are horrible at whispering."

Y/N was still standing somewhat next to Noah, arms crossed over her chest as she waited for their so called secret conversation to be over with. All the things she wants do is to go to sleep and enjoy her day-off the next day. That's all she asks for.

"Anyway, what's that important thing you wanted to show me, Noah?" She goes to remove the blindfold, but was stopped by a frantic Noah holding her wrists in a soft, but firm, grip.

"Shit! S-Sorry, it's just.." Noah sighs out in frustration, letting go of Y/N's wrists. "I gotta tell you something before I show you the thing." Said woman raised her brow at Noah's behavior. Now's she getting a little worried for what the hell Noah might show her.

"It's.. It's not something illegal, right?"

"No!" He pauses for a few seconds, "At least I don't thin-"

"NOAH-??"

"Right. So, uh, I think it's best if you just..see for yourself?"

"Why do you sound so unsure." Finally glad to be able to take off the damn fabric, Y/N looks at her surroundings, blinking rapidly to adjust her eyes. Her suspicions of being in Noah's garage was correct. But what she wasn't expecting was a huge metal being sitting in the middle of the room, optics on her with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hey~"

It takes a few seconds before her mind could catch up, her expression blank. When the scene in front of her processed completely, she immediately turned around, walking towards the door with fast and hurried steps.

"Nope. Nu-uh. Not dealing with this shit tonight. Fuck this shit. I'm out. Peace. Adíos. Goodbye forever. So lon-"

"Y/N wait c-come back!"

"And I will walk 500 miles, and I'll walk 500 more-" Grabbing onto the handle, she tries to open it. Only thing was the door jammed repeatedly. "Fucking shit."

"Ouch, they never treated E.T like this." He pouts, dramatically putting the back of his hand to his forehelm. Now he was kind of expecting her to scream or least for her to faint, but this reaction was more amusing.

"Just let me, uh, us explain-!" Noah forcefully put himself between Y/N and the door, holding out his arms so she wouldn't try to go around. A staredown ensues.

"Please..?" Shrugging his shoulders a little with an unsure smile on his face, his attempt to make himself as convincing as possible. With a sigh, she nods, backing away from the door with slight hesitation. Turning back to the robot in question, Mirage has a bubbly smile on his face, optics lighting up.

"There you go! I ain' gonna hurt you," The mech coos teasingly. "Quite a show you put up though, ever thought of doing stand-up comedy?"

Y/N was still a bit tense, looking at the bot in caution. She doesn't even know what to do in a kind of situation like this. Hell, what do you even do in a kind of situation like this?

But despite that, Noah seems to know, Mirage was his name? He seems to know him pretty well, from how well Noah and him seem to get along. It actually explains a lot of things, that you didn't realize until then. How Noah seemed to be very secretive whenever it came to his garage, and seemed to be somewhat cautious whenever someone looks through his things.

"It's okay mami, you can admire this handsome face as long as you like~" Mirage's flirtatious voice broke you out of your mind ramble, a blush covering your face in an instant. You spaced out without realizing it.

"S-shit my bad."

"Heyy, it's alright~ Not often you come across a face like this!" He sticks his glossa out, making a peace sign with his servos as he winks at her. It, oddly made him cute. A small chuckle comes out of the woman, posture now slightly relaxed a little more, but still tense. Thinking this was a dream, she goes to pinch her arm as hard as she can, but no it's no dream. Maybe she had to much edibles before going to bed, and she was just in the streets all sluggish and her mind is throwing delusions at her, just for entertainment. Like a jester of sorts.

But she ran out of edibles 3 days ago, so that's most likely not the reason why.

Like promised, Noah and Mirage explained what, where, who, and why he was on Earth. And that there's more of him. And that they can transform into cars. And he demonstrated this, by transforming into a car himself. The Frankenstein car you were inside not longer than a week ago.

Now the dots were finally connecting.

She continues to ask him a variety of questions, each of which ranging from how long he's been on Earth, why he choose a Porsche to be his alt mode (to which he responded with, "A cool guy like me needs to have a pretty cool alt to go along with it" followed by a flirtatious wink), and how many other people know about his existence. By know your shoulders are less tense, posture completely relaxed as she continues a conversation with (mainly Mirage) the two of them.

And Mirage, being the big flirt he is, kept throwing pick-up lines whenever the chance showed itself, accompanied by a wink and a cute smirk. Each one making you a little flustered.

Eventually Noah had to leave, because apparently Kris never went to sleep in the first place, to busy to defeat Bowser. He knew because Kris accidentally blew his cover via walkie-talkie. So now it's just you and Mirage, all alone in the garage.

It felt somewhat awkward, but Mirage always found a way to break the silence of everything.

"So how'd you meet my boy?"

"His mom, she was a co-worker of mine a few years ago, and decided to invite me over to her house to meet her kids."

"And what, you guys hit it off there?"

Y/N let's out a small chuckle, shaking her head. "Not exactly. He was a little nervous at the start. We only started talking when I offered to babysit Kris." And the conversation continued on from there, leaking into the early hours of the morning.

Mirage knew he wanted to know and see more about the human, she's just so pretty and fascinating! And her reactions and little faces she makes are so cute to him, make him wanna squeeze her little cheeks. His tanks are filled with the fluttery feeling again, the more they talk, the more it increases. Now he knew when to take risks, and this is one of them definitely. He knows he wants to see more of her, to keep talking with her. Just makes his spark go absolutely crazy.

So why not ask her out?

Alright Mirage, you can do this, my man! Don't let that nervous feeling pull you down. C'mon c'mon c'mon! When will you get another chance like this ever again?

After giving himself a small prep talk, Mirage finally asks. "Hey you wanna go to the drive-ins sometime tomorrow? I'd love to keep seeing that pretty face of yours more~" A wink following with a smirk. His confidence was all over the place, and his spark was beating rapidly, like it's going to come out of his chassis. Obviously it wasn't shown on his face, but internally he was a nervous wreck.

You were somewhat taken off-guard by his question, a blush covering your cheeks. Is he asking you out on a date? I mean, he could be asking to hang out more, but his various flirtatious comments and compliments thrown at you made you think otherwise.

Now that she thinks about, he's actually a lot better than any person she's been in a relationship with. He's actually makes her laugh, is nice and gentle, a good listener, and overall quite comfortable to be around with. And he's quite a cutie and handsome one too..fuck it.

"Sure. What time, handsome~?" The mech perked up at her response, optics lighting up. "How 'bout sometime at 7? I know a pretty good spot~"

"Then it's a date." Oh how that word made his spark flutter. He does a little dance and fists his hand in the air for his small victory, Y/N laughing a little at his antics. Her cheeks hurt so much from smiling so much. She's pretty excited for tomorrow's drive-in now.

When Mirage finally settles down, she beckons him down to be at her level, a small mischievous smile on her face. Confused, he does so, couching down until becoming face to face with her smiling face.

Warm lips peck his metal cheek, his optics widening in surprise at the bold gesture, a blue blush makes itself known on his face. The warmth spreading through his entire body as a shiver goes up his backstruts. Now he's for sure his spark might just beat out his chassis. She can practically hear it!

"Something for you to think about until tomorrow~ Goodnight Mirage~" And with that, she leaves the garage, a big smile on her face as she makes her way home, ready to finally crash into her bed and excited for the night tomorrow.

Mirage was left crouching in the garage, a surprised look still of his face, still trying to process what had just happen. His look of shock then quickly shifted to a look of giddiness, letting out a victory whoop as he tries to calm his beating spark.

"Man, what a woman!" And he cannot wait to see her again.

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[seiya-starsniper]

Anon I have NO IDEA what happened to your original ask oaisdjaodjoaijasas. I got three asks around the same time so I am assuming they were all from you? If so, I still have those asks, THIS ONE just got deleted. Tumblr either glitched mad hard or I deleted it by accident. But luckily I still have the email notification so I saved it.

Anyways, continuing with the birthday fic posts, here's my fill for your prompt! 💖

[AO3 Link Here]

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Hob Gadling has lived a long life. A long, rich, beautiful life, full of wondrous discoveries and terrible heartbreaks, hard lessons and thrilling adventures.

There are, Hob thinks sometimes, few experiences left in the world that are truly brand new for him. The realization does not make him want to live less, for he always finds a thrill in experiencing something familiar, just in a different way, a different decade, a different century. But he does occasionally mourn the fact that the gap between novel experiences has grown longer and longer.

When the role of Dream of the Endless is passed on, and the facet known as Morpheus is cast off and left to his own devices, he stumbles wide eyed and weary into the arms of his oldest friend. That event alone is an entirely unprecedented experience for Hob, who has never seen Morpheus as anything other than infinite and otherworldly. But in this exact moment Morpheus is mortal, and so very fragile, and Hob vows to himself that he will not let this man walk the earth alone for as long as they both lived.

Over the next few months, Hob rapidly realizes that every experience with Morpheus is something brand new, for both of them. Morpheus has never been anything other than Endless, and Hob has never had to teach anyone the basics of being human. They fumble and fight, laugh and cry, and then at some point through it all, Hob realizes he’s in love.

He has no idea how to go about confessing to his friend of 600+ years though. At least that will be a new experience for them both too.

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On a cold and rainy evening, Hob returns to their shared flat after a long day of lectures. The weather outside was utterly miserable, and he was looking forward to planting himself on the couch and watching TV, while pretending to accidentally cuddle with Morpheus.

Except, Morpheus is fast asleep on said couch. And wearing Hob’s forest green fluffy robe despite very much having his own matching robe in midnight black.

Hob swallows as he takes in the sight. He wants to take out his phone and snap a photo. He wants to burrow himself in Morpheus’s side and never let him go. 

Before he can do any of these things, Morpheus stirs awake and yawns, only startling the slightest bit once he notices Hob is home. 

“Hob?” Morpheus asks. “I—I apologize, I did not mean to fall asleep here.”

“You looked so cozy I didn’t want to disturb you,” Hob replies, smiling as Morpheus rubs the sleep from his eyes and looks around. Suddenly, the other man’s face pinks, and he must realize what it is he’s wearing, for he wraps his arms around himself, as if that will somehow hide the fact that he’s wearing Hob’s robe.

Hob snorts and then nudges Morpheus’s feet with his knees. The raven-haired man brings in his knees, and Hob flops unceremoniously onto the couch, patting his lap to indicate that his friend could place his feet there. Morpheus does so easily, and Hob tries not to yelp when he realizes just how freezing cold Morpheus’s feet are. 

“Green’s a good color on you,” Hob says, placing his hands on Morpheus’s ankles and rubbing small circles to warm them up. He grins, and Morpheus huffs, his blush even more pronounced now that the subject is out in the open.

“Yours was more convenient to locate than mine,” Morpheus replies, still not meeting his gaze. Hob knows that’s utter shit, they hang their robes next to one another over hooks on the bathroom door. But he hums and accepts the flimsy excuse, before he grabs the remote off the side table and turns on the TV.

They watch a silly movie for the next few hours, and settle into easy conversation, Morpheus asking clarifying questions on pop culture references he still doesn’t quite grasp, and Hob explaining some of the minutiae of human chores when they’re mentioned in casual dialogue. 

They order take-away eventually, eating peacefully on Hob’s couch, and then the next thing he knows, Hob is waking up with a serious crick in his neck, the TV long turned off due its power saving feature, and with Morpheus curled into his side. Hob jostles the other man lightly, laughing when Morpheus groans in obvious displeasure at having been disturbed.

“Wake up sleepyhead it’s time for bed,” Hob whispers to his friend. 

Morpheus blinks up at him, still half asleep and Hob can’t help but lean in close, like he’s ready to tell his friend a secret.

But then Morpheus leans his head up, and their lips brush in an accidental kiss. 

Hob freezes, unsure of what to do. His eyes are wide open but Morpheus’s are shut. The other man lets out a pleased hum at first, and then a moment later they snap open as Morpheus belatedly realizes exactly what he’s done. He pulls away and Hob—

Hob leans down and kisses his friend of 600 years on purpose. 

Morpheus kisses him back.

Hob sighs happily into the kiss, and Morpheus wraps an arm around his neck, pulling him down onto the other side of the couch. Hob goes easily, carefully placing his body atop his oldest friend’s, all the while refusing to let go of his mouth. Morpheus tastes like starlight, even though Hob knows that shouldn’t be possible. He’s mortal now, or at least as mortal as Hob is, which is to say, not very. But he’s no longer Endless so nothing about him should feel so otherworldly. 

But maybe Hob’s just projecting. Maybe he really is that far gone for this man. 

“You desire me,” Morpheus whispers, his voice tinged with awe when they take a short break from kissing.

“I do,” Hob answers. “Have for a little while now,” he admits. 

Morpheus’s brow furrows.“But…you didn’t before—”

Hob shushes him gently.

“We didn’t spend time like this before,” Hob whispers, pressing his forehead to Morpheus’s. “You were never this accessible before you were human. I’ve always found you beautiful, even when you were still Endless, but it was always look, don’t touch.”

Morpheus nods in understanding. There was never a chance for the idea of them before, not when Morpheus was still Dream, and Dream of the Endless carried the weight of the entire unconscious universe on his shoulders. Not when he held so much baggage he knew Hob could not help him carry. 

“But now?” Morpheus breathes, his voice so hopeful, so longing, so human, it nearly breaks Hob’s heart with how much he loves him.   

“But now,” Hob replies, touching his hand to Morpheus’s check, admiring the way the other man’s eyes flutter shut in pleasure. “Now we have all the time in the world to love each other, if you’d like.”

“I would—like that,” Morpheus says, opening his eyes once more. “It will be new for me, to love as a human.”

Hob smiles, and presses a kiss to the corner of Morpheus’s mouth. 

“It’ll be new for me too,” he replies, grinning against his friend turned lover’s mouth. “Everything is new and beautiful with you.”

#dreamling #the sandman #sandman fanfic #hob x morpheus #dream x hob #seiya writes #seiya writes dreamling #seiya's birthday prompt fills

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Request by: Anonymous

Hello!

To that lovely hon who's requested Loona with male vampire reader - I've not forgotten about you nor did I reject your request!!

Unfortunately, hon, your request (that was like half finished) was one of those that ended up being accidentally deleted (as mentioned in previous request I published), and so, I had to start again and rewrite the whole thing!

I'm really sorry for the long wait, hon! But I hope that what I came up with makes up for it. Also, I recall you asking for a male reader, but saying it can be gender neutral if I don't do male readers - well, don't worry, hon, male reader is absolutely accepted here! So, enjoy your Loona and male vampire reader! <3

The take I did on this request probably isn't what you had in mind, but I hope it's still enjoyable!

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🩸🖤🐺 // Loona having a vampire boyfriend //🐺🖤🩸

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Type: Imagines

Settings: Romantic

Genre: Fluff, lighthearted

!TRIGGER WARNING!: I'd say mentions of typical Helluva boss stuff (demons, violence, etc), mentions of blood and its consumption, occasional swear words used, I tried to portray a relationship where there are cultural differences, that's probably all!

Sidenote: Reader is written as male as per request,

Sidenote: Reader is written as being around Loona's age (which is 22 if I remember correctly).

Sidenote: I feel like some of these might be a bit occ, I'm so bad at portraying characters, I'm so sorry

Sidenote: These feel kinda long, I might've gotten a little carried away (or maybe these are the usual length, I can't tell) - take it as an apology for the long wait,

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That should be all,

Enjoy, <3

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Originally,

vampires were said to be demonic creatures,

evil spirits,

So, we'll go with that description,

and make the concept of vampires more fit for Helluva boss,

So, let's say that vampires are like...

a cousin species to demons,

(I'd say these vampires look a bit less human and more demonic-like),

(just imagining some Vivziepop twist to them, in design and lore, y'know?),

Yeah, that sounds good, no?

And maybe it's not that unusual to see a vampire prancing around hell?

Oh!

Maybe Hell's rings are a really popular destination for tourism and vacation for the vampire kind?

Oh!

And maybe for some more and unnecessary world building,

let's say vampires live in some sort of middle ground between the human world and hell,

and maybe let's call it...

the abode of the undead?

I think that's kinda cool?

Anyways!

Back to the story!

So, as I've said,

vampires like to visit hell's rings for tourism and vacation,

However,

That wasn't your case!

You weren't in hell for tourism or vacation,

you were in hell for college!

You've decided to go to college,

but not in your world,

Why?

I dunno,

That's up for you to decide,

Maybe you liked the idea of studying in a foreign land?

Or maybe you wanted to study a field only hell offers?

Who knows?

The options are endless!

So, you're free to make up the reasoning behind that decision, hon,

Anyways!

This decision of yours leads you to Blitzø,

Why?

For story reasonings,

obviously,

Oh-

I mean-

You obviously need some sort of accommodations for your stay,

And let's say,

for story reasonings,

that college dorms just aren't for you,

Maybe you can't imagine sharing a room with someone random you've never met before?

Or,

Maybe college dorms really aren't for you?

In the sense that college dorms in hell don't really accommodate to your needs as a vampire?

Maybe they don't even accommodate to any sort of needs of any kind of foreign students?

I'd say the colleges in the respective rings alone barely accommodate to the needs of students from different rings,

(students of those demon kinds that don't come from that specific ring),

(like colleges in Lust accommodating to the succubi/incubi kind only, etc),

So yeah,

college dorms are a no for you,

but you also can't afford to rent a flat,

Maybe you don't have any income yet?

And maybe your parents can't afford to rent you a flat?

Or maybe they can but they refuse to spend money on you?

Who knows?

That's up to you!

But anyways,

whatever the reason is,

it leads you to Blitzø,

Let's say that your parents and Blitzø have a vague history,

and he's considered a family friend,

Oh!

Maybe he even babysat you when you were little?

So, you staying at Blitzø's is clearly the choice,

And Blitzø has no problem with that,

After all,

how could he mind when he's not seen his favourite little rascal in such a long time?

You two have so much catching up to do!

So yeah,

he agrees,

And you can be glad Blitzø is so fond of you,

otherwise he would've told your parents to piss off,

After all,

he would never allow for some boy to share a living space with his dear Loony!

Fortunately, he likes you,

so, you get a free pass to be around Loona,

And not only that!

Blitzø also pretty much begs you try and get along with Loona,

The girl really needs a friend,

even if she'd deny it over and over again,

And Blitzø really trusts that you're a reasonable and kind young man,

(based on the memories he shares with child you),

and that you can help Loona feel less alone in the world,

And maybe it's because you don't have any friends in hell yet,

or maybe it's because you genuinely feel bad for Loona,

but you agree to try your best to befriend and support Loona,

It's the least you can do for Blitzø,

And now Loona!

Loona doesn't know about the agreement you have with Blitzø,

And it's better that way,

because if it were the other way around,

she would've hated your guts,

she'd seriously despise you,

I mean,

she still isn't happy with the fact you'll be around,

but at least she won't be wishing for you to choke on the blood you're sucking,

So, it's good that she doesn't know?

I guess?

Well, anyways,

more about Loona!

Loona has actually never met you before,

so, she is unsure of what to expect,

which is one of the reasons why your stay displeases her,

Loona doesn't like uncertainty,

not knowing where she stands in such situations really upsets her,

and it leaves her all tense, irritated and quick to bite,

(because being left uncertain about such situations secretly stresses her),

(and makes her feel vulnerable and unsafe),

It's something related to how she grew up,

always uncertain about everything around her,

leaving her feeling powerless and suspicious of everything and everyone,

with no place or person to make her feel safe,

always fearing for her life,

And sure,

Blitzø might've mentioned you at some point before all this,

but whatever that imp might've shared about you happened a long time ago,

from the times you were still a little kid,

so, it definitely couldn't have been something useful to ease Loona's mind,

It most probably would've been something along the lines of you being Blitzø's first parental experience,

his first time being responsible for a child,

When in reality it probably wasn't even all that big of a deal,

and he's most probably spent like three hours looking after you on specific occurrences,

and him being pretty much the last resort for babysitting your parents could think of,

Yeah,

So, even with that,

Loona doesn't know what to expect of you,

And the fact that you're a vampire doesn't help one bit,

because vampires are quite different from demons,

despite being cousin species,

so, there definitely are some cultural differences to look out for,

cultural differences that can definitely result in awkward interactions,

another thing Loona really doesn't fancy,

Oh,

and not to mention the amount of stereotypes and misconceptions about vampires!

Yeah,

Loona can already feel that this is not gonna end well,

And speaking of which!

The cultural differences between you and Loona,

it really does make your first meeting memorable...

It just so happens that Blitzø isn't present when you get to his place,

(he has some thing with Stolas going on or something),

and so it is up to Loona to give you a warm welcome,

And well...

it is awkward,

Loona is really indifferent towards you,

and your warm welcome is along the lines of:

"Oh, right... you're that vampire kid or whatever,"

And then she just stepped aside to let you in while giving more attention to her phone than you,

And well...

That's when it gets awkward,

when the cultural differences really show,

Because while Loona expectantly stands aside,

you, on the other hand, stand before the doorstep,

looking pretty awkward, embarrassed, uncomfortable and nervous,

And when Loona sees you make no move to step inside,

she immediately becomes a bit more hostile,

not really understanding or liking your "odd behavior",

it made her uncomfortable,

and that feeling of uncertainty of you and what to expect she's been dealing with got twice as worse,

And so,

you're met with a:

"Uh, hello? Are you coming in or do you plan on standing there like a fucking crackpot, and stare at me, making yourself look like an absolute moron all day?"

Yeah,

it is not really pleasant,

but it gets the situation to proceed,

much to both of yours relief,

After Loona's words,

you offer an awkward and nervous smile,

and you begin to explain your situation,

that situation being,

that in vampire culture you're not allowed to enter anyone's house if they don't verbally invite you in,

And sure,

you could walk in and not care,

but this is just a cultural thing that all vampires stick to,

with little to no exceptions,

And Loona's reaction?

"Oh,"

That's all she can say,

being all dumbfounded,

since out of all the reasons she thought you could give her to your odd behavior,

this explanation was not on the list,

She was expecting some really stupid excuse,

maybe even some kind of perverse one,

or even some dumb and embarrassing pick up line,

but not this,

The reason you give her is not stupid,

it is an actual reason that explains your actions,

and while Loona doesn't understand this cultural thing,

(and maybe she even finds it a little odd),

she respects it,

she doesn't judge you,

doesn't give you shit for it,

she accepts your reasoning without unnecessary nitpicking,

and she properly invites you in,

well,

as properly as she can,

"Well- uh- come on in then, I guess,"

After that interaction,

Loona feels like you might not be the worst kind of guy,

however,

first impressions can often be wrong,

and so,

she's still keeping you at arm's length,

and she's not exactly friendly just yet,

but she's not hostile all that much either,

she's just really indifferent,

You, on the other hand though,

you know what you've agreed on with Blitzø,

and so,

you're quite actively trying to get along with Loona,

which isn't hard since you think she's a really cool girl,

and you genuinely want to get to know her,

And Loona's not exactly rejecting your friendly advances either,

but you still choose your steps carefully,

and you don't rush things,

nor are you too intense,

not wanting to overwhelm Loona,

or make her feel uncomfortable or threatened,

and cause her to pull back and build up her walls again,

So,

during this period the two of you aren't really friends just yet,

but you don't mind co-existing,

and Loona doesn't deliberately leave the room when you come in,

and she actually allows for you to be in the same room as her,

and she lends you one of her ears to listen to you if you feel like talking,

sure, she doesn't give much input,

but she's clearly warming up to you,

And your relationship develops casually,

Loona getting more comfortable with sitting closer to you when you're watching tv together,

or just individually scrolling through social media,

she also starts showing you videos she comes across and finds funny,

or when she joins you on the couch in the living room, she asks what you two watching that day,

at some point she shares her favourite songs with you,

and she also eventually adds you on social media!

It's the little things that give away that you're on the right track in winning Loona over,

And sure,

she still doesn't share much about herself yet,

and she still is only ever half listening when you two are together,

most of her attention being held by her phone,

but you're getting there!

And that fact is proven by one certain incident,

(an incident the two of you now as a couple laugh at and think fondly of),

The two of you like to call it,

The big WGD incident,

Let me explain,

WGD stands for Where Gluttony Dwells,

And what is that?

Well, it's a really popular place to get a take-out from,

one that your friend from class recommended you,

However,

that friend kind of forgot you're a vampire...

or maybe it wasn't really a friend,

and maybe they deliberately recommended you this specific place,

Well,

whatever the reason,

and whether the intentions were good or bad,

that friend nearly ended up with their head bitten off by Loona,

Why?

Well,

Where Gluttony Dwells is a place that really likes to use garlic in their stuff,

like, really,

that place is literally known for their extreme use of garlic,

So yeah,

you can probably tell that this place is not too vampire friendly...

But,

you weren't really aware of that,

trusting your friend,

or friend,

and you ended up getting a takeout from that place,

and Loona nearly had a heart attack,

It went like:

"I got us a takeout,"

"Neat, what place?"

"Where Gluttony Dwells,"

"Cool,"

"..."

"Hold the fuck up-"

Let me tell you,

Loona's reflexes were never faster,

And you still remember the way Loona nearly broke your arm,

from how harshly she grabbed your arm,

just when you were about to shove a spoonful of the least vampire friendly meal right into your mouth,

The spoon with the meal successfully ended up on the ground,

and while you were dumbfounded,

Loona was yelling at you for being a dumbass,

asking you if you want to get your ass dead,

and many more things you can't even remember from how much stuff she yelled at you,

Back then it sure was one of an experience,

but an experience that brought you two closer,

because a week later,

this whole thing became a funny story you and Loona shared with everyone you knew,

Blitzø, Millie, Moxxie, Stolas, Octavia,

they all got to witness you two having the time of your lives sharing this experience with them,

both of you laughing and bickering,

you teasing Loona for caring,

Loona playfully shooting back and telling you to eat grass,

because she:

"couldn't care less,"

and she:

"just didn't wanna deal with a dead vampire,"

cuz she:

"heard they smell,"

And then you'd both burst out laughing when you'd tell everyone the best part,

of how after Loona stopped freaking out,

you told her garlic doesn't necessarily kill vampires,

that it's more like lactose intolerance,

where vampires just get unpleasant digestive issues after garlic consumption,

and only extreme cases of garlic intolerance can be life threatening to unfortunate vampires,

It was the most warm and genuine moment you two shared back then,

And Blitzø couldn't be happier for Loona,

but that really wasn't where things ended between you and Loona,

because the WGD incident really did push the two of you to the right direction,

And pretty quick,

you and Loona were an inseparable duo,

that kind of duo where it's odd when you see the pair apart,

And, of course,

pretty soon, the inseparable friend duo became an inseparable couple,

The change happened subtly and naturally,

and you and Loona were basically dating for months before actually making it somewhat official,

And your 'making it official' was pretty much Loona sending you a Sinstagram video,

with the caption:

"Which cute animal reminds you of your boyfriend?"

Followed by Loona's message:

"The bat,"

Yeah, that's basically how you two made it official,

But to add more tea,

your following conversation after that message sure was interesting...

"The bat? Really? You know vampires can shapeshift into more than just a bat. Kinda stereotypical of you,"

"Shut up, as if you don't associate me with a wolf or a damn dog just because I'm a hellhound,"

"No, I don't,"

"Oh, really now? Then look at the video again and tell me which animal do I remind you of,"

"Alright, you'll fucking see!"

_ _ _

"Well?"

"......."

"It was the fucking wolf, wasn't it?"

"I don't feel comfortable answering that question,"

Yeah,

that's how you pretty much made it official without making it official,

but even after that,

your relationship with Loona didn't change,

You just vibe with each other,

share affections,

create happy memories together,

bond,

Yeah, you two are still casual about your relationship,

you're still the inseparable duo everyone knows,

And you two don't really make a big deal out of dating,

yes, you have lots of couple moments,

and you two are romantic with each other here and there,

but you don't really go around, shoving your relationship into other people's faces,

you keep things to yourselves for the most part,

cuz that's what you're comfortable with,

and you feel like what's between the two of you is of no one else's concern,

(I believe Loona isn't much for showing your relationship off to the public and having people stick their noses into it),

(and I also think she doesn't trust the outside world and the people in it enough to let her guard down and give an insight of her actual relationship with you),

(what if someone used you to hurt her?),

And to many people looking on it from the outside,

it would seem like you two are just close friends,

but there are subtle hints not many notice that point out just how close you two are,

For example,

a thing Loona loves to do in the name of showing you affection,

is that whenever you rest your feet up on the coffee table, she always rests her paws on top of your feet,

it's a subtle public display of affection that seems like nothing to others,

but to the two of you it's a really big affectionate gesture,

it's like you two having your own secret language!

Speaking of languages,

Loona's learned some pretty... colourful... vampire vocabulary from you,

Since you live in a completely different world with different culture and everything,

it'd only make sense for you to have some expressions and slang that most people in Hell wouldn't understand,

especially slang vampires your age use,

So,

while Loona doesn't actively learn your language,

she's heard enough stuff from you to adopt to her own vocabulary,

(especially swear words),

and it's quite hilarious and wholesome,

you two often just switch to young vampire slang,

just to confuse people,

and keep them from prying into your conversations,

especially Blitzø-

Blitzø understands some vampire vocabulary,

but only that one your parents would use,

he's lost when you start using vampire slang of your generation,

But even Loona can get lost if you use some extra hard slang,

especially the one she's not come across yet,

and this is one of the reasons why you two don't argue much,

because your speciality is switching to hardcore vampire slang when an argument is close to happening between you and Loona,

not to talk shit about her,

but to annoy her to the point where the situation just turns funny,

your arguments,

(or more like bickering),

don't last long with this tactic,

And Loona acts like she hates this,

but she's secretly grateful that you two calm down before a real fight happens,

and then you talk about stuff without it getting heated,

Also,

speaking of your generation,

you've pulled Loona into your culture by introducing her to the vampire humour,

especially the one your generation uses,

giving her context on various memes you've shown her just so that she'd get it,

whether it'd be something a bit political or historical, or some celebrity drama,

for example you showing her a joke with some iconic line young vampires quote daily,

and then explaining that it's a line from some popular vampire reality show,

even showing her the clip to fully pull her in,

And Loona does the same back,

she gets you involved in the culture and humour that's going on in Hell amongst demons your guys' age,

And that creates many inside jokes between the two of you,

especially you involving Loona in your culture has that effect,

since not many Hell's inhabitants care about vampire culture enough to get involved,

so you two quote some vampire joke, getting everyone around you confused,

while you two struggle to hold it together,

Also, another thing!

Stereotypes,

As stated at the start,

there are many misconceptions about vampires,

You've already explained several stuff people got wrong about vampires to Loona,

but not all,

you've not gotten there just yet,

and it most definitely creates some memorable moments between you two,

For example:

"Wait... You guys don't use your fangs like straws to drink blood?"

"No...? We use them to pierce the skin, and then lick or suck the blood..."

"My whole fucking life is one damn lie,"

Yeah,

Loona needed a moment accepting that one...

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#helluva boss loona imagines #helluva boss loona x reader #helluva boss imagines #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss x you #loona x reader #loona x male reader #helluva boss x male reader #helluva boss x vampire reader #im not samantha im samanta works #im not samantha im samanta ask #im not samantha im samanta requests #frenklinesamuelsworks

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MFAL: Part 2

Preview: You have to escape your packs land after a human hunter invasion. The Lee pack becomes your new home. Only one problem, future head alpha Jeno Lee can’t stand you.

Pairing: Alpha JenoxFemale Omega Reader

Word Count: 3k

Genre: a/b/o AU, M/F, M/M mentioned, angst, enemies to lovers, numerous idols mentioned. Ten is your bff.

Warnings: tsundere Jeno, scenting, possessive behavior

a/n. I deleted the original post accidentally. my apologies!💚

MFAL masterlist

“What did you spend your days doing back at your pack?” Ten asks you as he shows how to clean off the fur pelts. The entire village preparing for the arrival of a new season to celebrate. You comb through the knots in what you can only assume was once a black bear, smoothing oil along the coat.

“Well, I mostly assisted my mother with embroidery for the pack. She was our main seamstress..” you finish, mouth quivering in the memory of what once was your beautiful life. Ten frowns shampooing down what looks like a coyote fur.

“You probably miss them a lot…” he mumbles sorrowfully. “I know we’ve only just met, and I’ll never be able to replace your family..” Ten holds on to your arm, gently petting over your skin. “But, I’ll always be here for you. Whatever you need, anything, don’t hesitate to ask me. You are my family now.” He smiles brightly, pearly white teeth all on display. You gently smile back in return, very appreciative to have a bed and food. Even if all new smells around you were exhausting to absorb, and even if the food wasn’t agreeing with your stomach.

“Let’s get these dried furs inside. Some of the alphas should be arriving in a bit for measurements.” Ten begins unclipping the dried furs the omegas had cleaned up the previous day. You follow him inside the sewing room, mainly as help still shadowing over him to learn the ways of the pack.

“We have to be sure our alpha’s can stay warm on the hunt. Our meteorologist believes this will be one of our harshest winters yet. I’m sure you noticed most of us just walk around in these flimsy one piece cotton garments. Luckily alpha body heat protects them, and us.” he finishes with a suggestive smirk, setting up a belt around his thin waist with sewing needles and thread. The door opens, a broad figure leading into a defined waist stepping in. He bows with a charming smile, long neck exposed as he straightens up.

“Jaemin!” Ten exclaims, he moves beside you grabbing onto your hand. “This is one of our strongest alphas, Na Jaemin. My little trouble making puppy Nana.”

You bow in return to the alpha introducing yourself. He continues to sport a large smile welcoming you to the pack. The door opens up again, Jeno stepping in with another well built alpha. Jeno looks your way releasing an annoyed sigh, moving in the opposite direction, standing furthest away. The new alpha introducing himself as ‘Jaehyun’, Jeno’s second lead in command. Ten begins measuring around Jaemin’s frame, the two flirting as Jaemin jokes asking if Ten has shrunk recently.

You look toward the alphas chatting with each other, neither giving you much of a thought. You fiddle with the measuring tape nervously that Ten had set you up with.

“You know how to measure an inseam right?” Ten asks from behind Jaemin, reaching across the span of his shoulders. You nod, bending at your knees to measure up Jaehyun’s leg. His bare thigh muscle twitches near your face. Jeno’s jaw clenches, eyes focused on your small hands hovering around Jaehyun’s body trying your best to not touch him. Jaehyun lifts his arms up above his head stretching dramatically with a deep groan. His pelvis moving forward, cloth lifting up grazing over your cheek. You flinch falling down onto your knees dropping your hands. His peachy scent catapulting into your senses, blood rushing up your neck. You look up to apologize, the alpha beaming deep set dimple adorned cheeks.

“Looking good down there” Jaehyun lifts a brow, relaxing his arms chest flexed out.

Jeno steps forward shoving him back enough for Jaehyun to stumble. Jaehyun grunts setting his balance looking at Jeno with confusion.

“Enough fucking around. I need to speak with the council soon. You can play with this..” Jeno swallows down, neck bobbing. “This, omega” he emphasizes with distaste. “After she finishes up with me.”

“Aye aye captain” Jaehyun says sarcastically with a nod backing away to step outside. Jeno crosses large arms over over his chest staring straight ahead, legs slightly parted. You gaze over his substantially larger size hovering above you. Pine scent much more intense at this level.

“Is there a reason you’re just sitting on your ass gawking at me?” Jeno says, jaw tight as always not sparing you a glance. You shake your head quickly moving to crawl closer, fumbling straightening out the tape. Jeno’s legs are built up from years of physical work, scars decorated over his shins.

“Alpha, I could sew you some pelts together to protect your legs.” You look up with a smile proud of your idea. Jeno slowly tilts his chin down to look at you, teeth gritted behind tensed lips. His darkened eyes scan over your face, chest moving up and down with deep shallow breaths.

“I noticed…the scarring..” eyes falling back down as your mind clouds over, fingers lightly skimming the skin. Jeno’s body heat is fiery, fingertips burning to the touch. His leg jolts away as if repulsed, the rest of Jeno’s body shifting forward, momentarily losing balance. You gasp holding your hands up gripping onto thick firm thighs. The scent hits you intensely at first, and then something large and hard lands against your cheek. Jeno grips at your shoulders, teeth clamped down into his lower lip. Your jaw drops open gasping, silent scream falling out of your throat.

“God you two, we’re still here you know” Jaemin laughs looking over the predicament you and Jeno have landed in. Ten cringes and starts slapping at Jeno’s shoulder.

“Oh my god get off of her!” He squeaks out. Jeno sucks in air harshly, grabbing your shoulders and shoving you away roughly. You let out a yelp landing on your back, hitting the chair behind you hard on the way down. Your face curls up in anguish groaning out, the coil forming in your stomach long forgotten.

“Jeno! What the fuck!” Jaemin yells out falling down to check on you. Jeno’s panting picks up, sweat trickling down his bare chest. He pushes his way past Ten storming out of the room. Jaemin lifts you up into his sturdy arms easily checking over you for any bruising. You groan rubbing at the back of your head, blinking at the light burning your vision.

“What the hell was that about?” Ten asks confused settling next to Jaemin, stroking over your forehead. Jaehyun makes way back inside, eyebrows furrowing at the display before him.

“Is it my turn? Jeno just stormed out running toward the river so..”

Jaemin and Ten share a look between each other in a ‘you thinking what I’m thinking?’ way. They both look down at you after concerned, Ten suggesting they carry you to the infirmary just in case.

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“Are you sure you’re feeling ok? I feel so awful that my brothers been such an ass since the day we brought you in. He’s not really like this! Ever!” Ten walks with you arm and arm out of the canteen after eating lunch together.

“I’m fine” you smile, elixir of eucalyptus and peppermint having calmed down the small throbbing headache. Ten pulls you toward the direction of the nursery.

“The smell of pups always puts me in a good mood. Our damn omega nature.” He opens up the cabin door where the pack pups attend daycare while their parents complete daily tasks. The smell of baby powder and fresh warm milk completely engulfing you like a hug. You let out a big smile instantly relaxing.

“Oh! I didn’t expect any guests today..” a tall lanky boy in thick framed glasses looks between the two of you at the entrance.

“Oh I’m sorry Sungchan, it’s an emergency! Need to sniff a baby!” Ten laughs running toward the area where some of the pups are painting. They all giggle and scream excitedly, clinging off Ten as he sits with them. Sungchan folds his arms over his chest with a smile.

“I don’t believe we’ve been introduced, I’m Sungchan. I teach the kids language learning, basic home economic skills.” His figure towers above you, not intimidating enough to be an alpha. Loud screaming and laughter interrupt you both drawing your attention to the garden.

Another tall lanky framed boy runs inside, one pup under each arm pretending to fly with their arms spread out. He easily swoops them through the air voicing out flight controls as their laughter resounds out.

“andddd that would be my older brother, Jungwoo” Sungchan lets you know. Your smile grows watching as this beta sets down the pups tickling over them. Jungwoo’s laugh is loud, smile wide and child like himself. Your heart beats a little faster watching him pretend to pass out as another pup stabs at him with a plastic sword.

“My brother, physically a man, mentally a pup still” Sungchan laughs shaking his head. “Excuse me, I’m going to check on the kids before Ten let’s them paint on the walls again.”

You nod still smiling, the most at ease you have felt since arriving to the Lee pack. The loud beta sits back up acting like a zombie now, crawling on his knees after the screaming pups shouting out “Brains! Want brains!”. His eyes open up landing on yours, plump lips parting open.

“Oh my Goddess…..it’s you!” He stumbles to stand up dusting himself off quickly, smoothing the wrinkles off the cloth body garment betas all seem to wear. He runs a hand through his hair walking over to you nervously, head ducked.

“Hi…uh, I looked for you today at breakfast” he says contemplating. The beta moves around you to the small fridge behind a desk. He returns with a tote in hand. “I…may have overheard you mention your previous pack lived off mostly fruit and vegetable. Picked these from our garden here, maybe this can help?” Jungwoo opens up the bag filled with apple, banana, corn, potato and carrots. Your jaw falls open, gasping astonished.

“They’re fresh, the pups help with planting them” he lets you know with a smile, shyly handing you the thin filled up fabric.

“I can’t accept these! I don’t deserve..” you start before Jungwoo cuts you off.

“It’s ok! There is always more where that came from right? It’s no worries honestly. Please, enjoy them well.” His smile radiating warmth as he rubs over the back of his neck. “I’m Jungwoo by the way, one of the packs betas. You’ll typically find me here training the pups or out on the farm maintaining the crops. I would have introduced myself sooner but, felt wrong after the way future head alpha sort of had all eyes on you..” you cringe at the memory as he finishes.

“How can I repay you for this?” You ask clutching the bag to your chest. Jungwoo continues smiling, eyes sparkling scrunched up. Your stomach runs around in circles, heart thumping as if it may burst out of your chest.

“No please, it’s enough for me to know you’ll be able to adjust easier now with food you’re more familiar with” you start to nod, the door opening up. Jungwoo’s smile falters, eyes opening up completely in surprise. “Oh, alpha Jeno..we didn’t expect your presence today..”

Jeno glares between you and Jungwoo, eyes squinted as he looks back and forth. His nostrils twitch, mouth pursed of course. Jungwoo takes a step away from you rubbing over his arms now. Jeno nods to a bag on his shoulder, shifting the weight of it.

“Supplies your brother ordered last week just came in.” He mutters out, shoving the large bag into Jungwoo’s chest. Jungwoo grunts with a cough nodding, bending at the knee to hoist up the weight.

“Thank You alpha” he nods. Jungwoo looks toward you, throwing you a nod turning to walk away. You chew over your lip, eyes locked on his retreating figure. Jeno clears his throat, large size looming near you. You sigh, smiling to yourself with a glance at the bag of produce. The small gesture warming your insides up. Jeno watches you in confusion smiling like an idiot, clearing his throat again more obviously.

“We need to talk” Jeno mumbles, making his way back out the door. You smile wider to yourself, butterflies fluttering about your insides. Jeno rolls his eyes, grabbing your bicep to pull you out of the room. You lurch back landing against his sturdy build, bare chest warm against your back. Bag slipping from your hold in surprise, an apple rolling out onto the cabins porch. Jeno grips onto your waist, large hands nearly able to envelope you completely, watching the fruit land. Your chest beats rapidly through your ears, Jeno swallows in air audibly shoving you away.

“Is it my responsibility to follow you around and make sure you don’t crack your skull open now?” He spits out, tone evidently annoyed. You ignore him catching yourself, kneeling to grab your things. “and what is this omega? Stealing food from children now too?” You snap to look at him, clutching at the apple that escaped.

“I would never do such a thing!” You stand up pushing into Jeno’s space, body hovering above you much higher standing about 6ft. “How dare you accuse me of something so cruel!” You cry out, losing control over your emotions. A common issue that seems to arise whenever Jeno is near you. He stares down at you, eyes blinking faster, lip trembling.

“Then what is this?” Jeno yanks the bag from your grip, opening up the evidence to deem you guilty in his eyes.

“That was given to me!” You screech grabbing out, Jeno lifts the bag up higher out of your reach.

“Jeno Lee!” A pleasant familiar voice calls out, Jungwoo stepping outside the nursery to check on all the noise. “I..it was me! I gave her those!” He calls out softly, moving to stand between you and Jeno. You glare at him from behind Jungwoo’s, albeit slim, broad and long figure that conceals you. Jeno steps back, shocked expression passing over his features.

“What?..What did you just say to me beta?”

“I over heard what happened the other day. I was just trying to help.” Jungwoo’s neck slouches, eyes falling to the ground. You move to stand by his side, ripping the bag out of Jeno’s hand while he’s distracted.

“It costs no one anything to be nice, did you know that alpha?” You say with watery eyes, telling yourself to not waste tears. You take Jungwoo’s hand, motioning to head back inside. Jeno stands stiffly watching the door shut behind you in confusion. How does this keep happening? He was going to apologize about what had happened earlier, why couldn’t he control himself around you? You were just so hard headed and difficult.

Jeno sighs rubbing his hands over his face roughly, pulling at his hair. He tells himself to shake it off, what does it matter if some dense omega dislikes him. He grinds his teeth together pulling the satchel around his waist forward. He pulls out a banana that he’d been carrying since breakfast.

Jeno walks away mumbling to himself “stupid omega….or pitiful alpha”

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“Look at all of this! Oh you cannot wear any of those pelts. It will give everyone the wrong idea if you walk around smelling like an alpha.” Taeyong exclaims sorting through the gifts piling up at the entrance of the Lee omegas cabin.

“But why do they keep dropping them off then?” You asked confused looking through the wooden made trinkets, thick winter garments, and bed throws.

“Baby, they’re trying to court you!” He says with a laugh. “You’re so innocent, it’s adorable. Shit, if I only had a knot, or well….if only you did” he winks laughing, always so bubbly.

“Court me? They don’t even know me? I don’t know them?” You grimace at the burnt licorice scent wafting off a pelt throwing it aside.

“That’s the point, they want to know you. They want you to know them. You know my dad courted my mom just by sending her a bouquet of roses heavily dosed in his scent. She says it was enough to trigger her heat, she was always such a bad liar though.” Taeyong holds a crocheted top against his body, nose twitching. “Hey!” He sniffs at it, eyebrows furrowing. “Peaches?!?..damn it Jeong Jaehyun!” His slim figure storms off crinkling up the yarny garment. You laugh a little puzzled sorting the pelts into a pile since you won’t be keeping any.

“What is all of this here now?” Ten asks from behind you as he catches his breath. You shrug smiling more as you finish up the stack.

“Taeyong says I’m high in demand” you say turning around, taking a step back surprised yet again. Jeno’s much larger frame looming next to him. They both carry logs of wood beneath their arms, Jeno holding more.

“Oh my god are these all for you? and here I thought I was the packs most desired omega.” He grunts adjusting the logs. “Ugh Jeno, put those down and help me! My arms are going to fall off!” Jeno scans over everything on the porch anxiously, nodding rapidly moving to set down the logs. Ten groans dramatically dropping all the ones in his hold, wiping dust off himself.

“Where is my dreamy alpha to do this crap for me when I need him?” He scoffs reaching for your hands. “Sooo, anything entice you yet?” Ten asks wiggling his brows. You roll your eyes with a laugh head shaking.

“Not quite” Ten pouts swinging your linked hands back and forth.

“Well there’s still the Winter festivities to look forward to. We have to find you something to wear, put those things on display.” He says pulling open your arms with a nod to your chest. Jeno grunts irritated, hoisting up the wood Ten had discarded.

“I’ll be taking these inside.” He grits out walking away, shoulders tensed, jaw locked tightly.

“Come on, I’ll make us all some tea.” You follow Ten inside, Jeno set up at the hearth that hadn’t been much in use since last Winter.

Ten drags you along to the kitchen starting up the kettle.

“Soo, what was that all about back at the nursery earlier? Didn’t take you as one to go for betas, but never judge a book by it’s cover!” He asks drizzling golden honey into three mugs. Your eyes widen, lifting the mug up to blow over the hot tea.

“Not sure what you mean..” you take a sip, honey warming over your throat. Jeno approaches, grabbing his own mug, molded over pine scent floating around you. Your nose twitches, nostrils sucking in at the bitterness. Ten looks back and forth between you too, picking up on the sourness in the air, forehead creasing in thought.

“I should be heading out now” he finishes off the beverage, leaning in to kiss over Ten’s cheek goodbye without sparing you a glance before exiting.

“….he’s still being a brat huh?” Ten tsks, moving into the lounge room area where the hearth now lights up the walls. He sniffs about glancing around in confusion.

“That’s…strange..Jeno must have forgotten his coat. He never just leaves this thing laying around.” Ten picks up a pristine white pelt from the make shift bed you’d been using in the cabin. He shakes it out moving to hang it up, Jeno’s powerful scent filling up the entire room. You lay down weakly on your bed, mind fogging up. The crisp scent pine after rain engulfing you in warmth as your eyes fall shut.

#jeno smut #lee jeno smut #nct dream smut

[impishjesters]

warning(s): none note(s): This was a request that accidentally got deleted so I'm fuzzy on the exact words used, but I remember it involving a reader who makes clay things and that it was for Gangle. So my apologies to the requester if I missed anything! A/N: I don't remember if it was platonic or romantic, but this was written with the intention of the crushing stage because I just think it's so stinking cute. I definitely feel like Gangle would enjoy someone going out of their way to not only help fix her masks but make her brand new ones without her even asking for them. Too cute.

Gangle x Clay Maker!Reader

Gangle held her recently broken comedy mask for what felt like the hundredth time, and it seemed like almost every time was a result of something to do with Jax. The most recent case, however, was the new arrival, just to have it stepped on breaking it further. If she had a mean bone in her body she’d curse the damn thing for being so fucking fragile.

Luckily she had you, someone who worked with clay to make all sorts of little things. You had even taken to making her some new masks, some she wore, some she put up as decoration too afraid to risk them breaking. Even when you reassured her you could fix them up if that happened, that offer extended to her two original masks.

When everything had died down she separated from the group and headed for your bedroom. She had asked once before why you didn’t just ask Caine for more space or a new room, you had brushed it off by saying it’s not like you needed a fully furnished bedroom.

Besides Caine oh so graciously gave you all the things needed to make new clay stuff, asking for more at the moment felt like too much—even if you deserved it for being trapped in this shit hole, all of you deserved more than you got.

Gangle raised a hand to knock before remembering that it wasn’t necessary and instead opted to push the door open before calling out your name.

Your head rose from the project in front of you, throwing a quick glance at your guest. “Ah, Gangle. Broken mask?” Poor girl couldn’t catch a break.

“Yes…the newbie broke it…b-by accident!” she tacked on. “Then Jax stepped on it…”

Gangle crept over and you gestured for her to show you the pieces. Laying them out on the worktable she hunched into herself, hands fiddling idly. “I-it’s not too broken is it?”

You shoved your current project aside and gently collected the fragments like it was a puzzle, whistling when you saw the damage. “Nothing’s too broken, especially since you already told me you don’t mind the clay. It might take a little bit longer than normal though, but I can give you a temporary comedy mask if you want.”

She shook her head, there was a certain fondness for her original two masks that it felt odd to wear the mock ups you made. Though she was starting to fear the damage becoming too much that these two masks would hardly be original anymore.

“Do you think you could…maybe make more solid copies of them? L-like the others?”

The masks you designed were made a bit more durable then the temporary comedy masks she’d used before. They were temporary after all, more akin to a cheap Papier-mâché mask then a solid structured mask.

“What like a better version of your main two? Thinking of tucking these two away for safety?” Gangle gave a nod and you looked at her, mask shards forgotten to reach out and touch along the edge of the tragedy mask she wore. “You know you could easily just ask Caine to fix them up.”

Gangle tittered nervously at your tender touch, trying to focus on anything but how close you were. “I..I guess I could.. but..”

It was embarrassing to admit she liked your handiwork, and while she was worried about her masks you did bring up a good point. Caine would easily fix them if they got that bad, but it felt like a last option to fall back on. In fact he had fixed them up multiple times prior to your arrival, but it felt like she was a bother having to always find him and ask time and time again.

If she was being completely honest, she sort of just really liked the tender attention you gave her and the way you kept working so earnestly on masks for her. Masks she didn’t even ask for, it was completely your own doing! So sue her for sucking up all the attention you happily gave her.

When she never finished her sentence you took that as her being lost in her own head and gentle jostled her face. “Outta that pretty little head missy, you don’t have to explain it to me. But yeah I can make sturdier mask copies.”

You gesture to the free seat nearby and she scampered off to her usual spot. It gave her the perfect view to watch both you and your work while being just the right distance to not be in the way or for her heart to beat out her chest.

The project you had been working on when she entered was left untouched in favour of fixing up some of her broken mask as well as getting a fresher template drawn up. Gangle eyed the ignored project before her attention went back to you.

“What were you working on before I came in?”

“Mm? Oh, nothing too important, just some little clay dolls.”

Gangle pulled her knees closer as she listened to you talk about the dolls in question. She was forever grateful that her masks kept the exact object she was staring at vague, if you knew that her eyes were glued specifically to you she’d completely unravel.

Physically and mentally. Maybe one day she’d speak up on her feelings.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #the amazing digital circus x reader #tadc gangle #gangle #gangle x reader

[angelpuns]

Hello Angel, I wanted to apologize sincerely. I didn't know that doing what I'm doing was really rude and annoying. The person I send the fan story (kid Leo au) accidentally had already reached to me (I had forgot to do it anonymous) and "explained" me that what I'm doing is so inappropriate and I'm just doing it for the likes in other people's blogs and using their own content instead of being original and do my own, and also told me to not do it ever again. That you are only being nice because you didn't had how to reached out to me in private to talk about it. I just summarized all the things said.

I am really sorry, I didn't thought it was that bad. And I want to thank you for being a really nice person. I also thank the other person for letting me know about it. Once again I apologize 😔

-🌸

Sorry this took so long for me to respond to, I had to sit back and think a lot because hearing that someone said that to you actually made me so mad-

I LOVE READING THE STORY, LET ME SAY THAT FIRST, I GENUINELY ENJOY IT SO MUCH AND I GET SO SO SO EXCITED WHEN YOU SEND ME ASKS CAUSE IT'S SO SO SO FUN TO READ-

I personally LOVE when people send me asks like that, and I think it was a real shitty thing for them to say that to you. I understand why some people may not like it for their own content, but I enjoy it a lot.

You are not being rude at all to me, I promise. I genuinely enjoy reading your fan stories so much!

I'll be honest, I am not a nice person. If I didn't like it or didn't want people to do this sort of thing, I would have never answered your asks. When I get asks I don't like/don't want to answer I delete them (which tbh I don't think is me being an asshole I think it's my right-)

I promise it's not just me being nice, I am not that sort of person lmao-

SORRY IF THIS IS ALL SUCH A CONFUSING RESPONSE I AM JUST GETTING VERY MAD ON YOUR BEHALF BECAUSE EWIJRGIJFREJI I LOVE READING YOUR FAN STORIES AND YOU HAVE NOTHING TO APOLOGIZE FOR!!!

aLSO ANOTHER THING BUT THE FACT THAT IT'S FOR THE SPINOFF COMIC MAKES ME SO SO SO HJAPPY BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A TON OF IDEAS FOR THE SPINOFF AND SEEING THAT I INSPIRED SOMEONE TO WRITE ABOUT IT IS SO FLATTERING AND AMAZING AND MAKES ME SAPPY FEEL GOOD

if the person that said that is reading this, they are in fact an asshole. And it really isn't any of their damn business <33333

TLDR: I DON'T THINK IT'S RUDE AT ALL IT'S ACTUALLY SO SO SO NICE TO GET YOUR FAN STORIES AND THIS PERSON IS AN ASSHOLE FOR TELLING YOU OFF

again sorry if this is very very rambly or whatever I just got like actually so pissed off on flower-anon's behalf while thinking about this-

#also i promise if it takes me a long ime to answer asks #I haven't deleted them #i usually just have some drawing or am thinking about them or am just oo overwhelmed to answer #I've only deleted one or two asks the entire time i've been on tumblr LMAO #just as a PSA for other people who also are waiting on asks #ALSO #if someone has their own fan content that they don't want people writing fics about #that's not my problem #cause this isn't about them <3 #sorry if that's controversial or whatever but I literally love it and appreciate it #i appreciate all of you #sorry the tags are just as long as the post #my b #asks #i love you flower anon <333

[mysticmiav]

Okay I was trying to answer an ask but I have no idea how to use tumblr properly and accidentally deleted it so here's the answer without the question skfkskkd

It mentioned that they were worried I'd drawn Jesper and Inej's skins far too light compared to how their skins should actually be.

I totally see where it's coming from! I should have taken more care into the colouring. For what it's worth, below are the flats of the colours I originally used before starting to add the effects & lighting and all.

The colour pallet I used is in general darker, and when combined with the strong lighting in the final version I shared, it made their skin colours look a lot lighter.

That's entirely on me, and I deeply apologize for that. I should have paid more attention to it and changed the colours or edited them to keep them more accurate before I shared the piece. Thank you anon-that-I-deleted-their-ask for pointing it out! I'll be sure to be mindful of and look out for things like this in the future!

#jesperfahey #jesper #inej #inejghafa #soc #six of crows

[mischievous-marchie]

An anon requested BTAS/TNBA Dork Squad meeting their spouse from the future who saves them from a fatal accident. I was trying to fix the tags when Tumblr posted the edit as a reblog which I deleted. Only to find out it WAS the original post so. It's gone now. 🙃

This is my best attempt at redoing it. I was thinking of the BTAS version when I wrote it, but I think it could work for TNBA as well. I am so sorry for the inconvenience, Anon.

EDWARD NYGMA

His life flashes before his eyes. To think he would die so young.

Or not, as a mysterious(rather attractive) stranger comes to his recue at the last moment.

When you tell him that you're his spouse from the future, he's more than skeptical.

In fact, this man laughs in your face. "Pull the other one."

At your insistence, he decides he'll humor you. "Prove it," he challenges. "Tell me something about myself that no one else would know."

You actually give him a few examples.

His childhood stamp collection. The one that 'accidentally' got thrown out when his father 'mistook it' for trash.

The faint scar he has on his thigh. Result of a cat he once had digging its claws in too hard as it sprang off his lap.

The fact he talks in his sleep.

He didn't expect to get even one example out of you so... Consider him a believer.

We've seen how BTAS Eddie reacts when someone shows interest in him. He can't flirt worth a damn and now that he knows this is real, he's awkward and shy.

He already found you attractive, not to mention the fact you risked your life for him. Knowing that someday, you'd be his... He just knew you had to be special.

He does manage a quiet, "If you're what my future holds... I'm very lucky."

He insists that you don't give him any more details. He's afraid that knowing too much too soon would alter the future and doom your relationship.

When he finally meets your present self, he wastes no time in asking you out.

He's a flustered mess about it. Fortunately, you find his awkward demeanor endearing and accept.

As time passes and he gets to know you, he slowly becomes more confident in his approach. Soon enough, he's romancing you like a pro.

Just under a year of this culminates in him approaching you with a puzzle box. You solve it, discovering a diamond ring inside. "You always were a bright one," he compliments. "Will you marry me?"

You say yes.

He spares no expense to give you your dream wedding. Anything you ask for, he's on it.

Decorating will utilize each of your favorite colors. If you share his taste in colors, it will be a very green wedding.

If you thought his Riddler suit was fancy, wait'll you see what he's wearing to the wedding. Still green, of course.

He never does tell you about that fateful first encounter with your future self. Not until you've lived the experience.

Again, he doesn't want to risk altering the future. He's still afraid he might lose you as a result.

JONATHAN CRANE

He always knew he would go out like this. Well... Not exactly like this, but he expected it would be violent.

He's ready to accept his fate when a total stranger comes to his rescue. So... Who are you, exactly?

You explain, but he doesn't believe you. Not even for a moment.

If you try to prove it to him, he's not going to listen. Best to just cut your losses and go back to your own time. He'll come around on his own. Eventually.

You can bet future!Jon is retroactively apologizing to you for his brusqueness that day.

It's a few months later when Jonathan meets you again in the present day.

You're a new server at the diner he goes to for his evening coffee.

He recognizes you almost immediately, but... No. You're clearly younger. You can't possibly be the same person who saved his life that day. Can you?

Out of curiosity, he decides to approach you.

He's not going to broach the topic of that first meeting. He knows it would make him sound crazy(not that he's exactly sane).

He just wants to talk to you and confirm his suspicions. If you're appearance wasn't enough, your voice and mannerisms tell him all he needs to know.

He's not going to be weird about it. But seeing as he's a regular here anyway, he knows he'll be seeing you again.

He must have left a positive impact, because you recognize him from your first(his second) meeting. After a few visits, he quickly becomes a favorite customer of yours and you, his favorite server.

Oh. Oh no...

He's actually developing feelings for you.

Fuck it. There's no sense beating around the bush. He shoots his shot and asks you out. You accept.

It's a slow burn from there, but he develops a kind of bond with you that he's never experienced before.

It's a crisp, Autumn evening when he proposes.

The absolute madlad has trained a crow to bring him the ring on his signal. Yes, really.

Naturally, you agree to marry him.

The wedding is very... Goth. Probably held on Halloween and you're both dressed in black. The decorating is just as dark with some red for a splash of color and jack o'lanterns for lighting.

Wedding dirge.

He does tell you about the encounter with your future self. He doesn't know what effect it might have on the timeline, but he loves you and wants to be open with you. He's taken aback when you believe him without question though.

"You've never lied to me before, Jon," you say. "Of course I believe you."

JERVIS TETCH

It isn't fair. He'd lived a lonely, miserable life and now here he is facing a violent, miserable death.

That is, until his mysterious savior arrives.

He can't think of a time anyone had put themselves on the line for his sake. And yet here you are, as if from nowhere, in his direst moment. Curioser and curioser.

That said, he's still in shock, almost in tears. The near death experience has left him shaky.

When you explain to him that you're his spouse from the future though, the residual terror starts to fade.

Unlike Ed and Jon, he chooses to believe you right away. He's overjoyed!

The mere thought a future where he's happy and loved by someone like you fills him with a kind of hope he hasn't had in a long time.

He bombards you with questions, eager to know all about your life together.

You give him a few small details to sate his curiosity.

The majority, however, you stay quiet on. "Wouldn't want to spoil the surprise," you say with a coy smile and a wink.

The day he finally meets your present self, he approaches you right away. What reason does he have to be shy? You two are destined for each other!

He'll keep that little detail under his hat though, so to speak. You might not believe it as quickly as he had.

You find him... Odd, but his theatrical introduction entertains you. Charms you, even. So you decide 'why not?' and agree to go out with him.

He kisses your hand before he leaves. "Until then, my dear."

When date night arrives, this man woos you. We're talking a huge bouquet of roses, expensive chocolates, reciting poetry... All a bit much for a first date with a man you just met, but you find yourself enjoying the attention.

Before long, you're just as enamored with him as he is you. You guess this is what they call a whirlwind romance.

You're the eccentric couple. The type people stop and stare at on the street.

You don't care what any of them think though. You're happily and unapologetically in love.

The day he proposes is like something out of a fairytale.

He drops to his knee, declarations of love falling from his lips. At the end of it all, he produces the ring with a flourish and the most dramatic, "will you marry me?"

You agree.

"O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He's planning the wedding immediately.

Oh, how he wants to marry you right here and now! But, no. The big day must be perfect.

A Wonderland wedding. Wall to wall red and white roses and a long table with the most beautiful spread for the after-wedding feast.

The venue itself is gorgeous. 'But nothing, nothing,' Jervis thinks, could ever be magnificent enough to distract from the true jewel of this wedding. His betrothed.

He tells you about the day your future self saved his life. When he decides the time is right.

Imagine his relief when you believe him.

"It makes sense, actually," you tell him. Now you understand what made him approach you with such fervor so quickly.

#edward nygma x reader #riddler x reader #jonathan crane x reader #scarecrow x reader #jervis tetch x reader #mad hatter x reader #dork squad x reader #edward nygma #riddler #the riddler #jonathan crane #the scarecrow #dc scarecrow #jervis tetch #mad hatter #dc mad hatter #dork squad #dc #dcau #btas #tnba #reader insert #headcanons #sfw post #I HAD to put jervis last because I knew EXACTLY what I wanted to do with his reaction #and it just felt like a best for last scenario

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

That was my mistake, my source was basically just the overall atmosphere of the first chapters of Elysian Realm and how she was referred to as a traitor. Thank you for correcting me I did not mean to spread misinformation

Apology accepted! It's alright, you just got a bit carried away at the end of the day, but it's good to remember that most folks won't question "facts" if they have no prior reason to doubt them. We can't count on others to fact-check. Spreading speculation as fact is unfortunately VERY VERY EASY even when we don't mean to!

Adding stuff like "I think" or "My guess is" helps tamper credibility a little bit (though it's not anywhere near foolproof with word of mouth quoting instead of linking...). What I often do is that I go back and look for my sources mid-rant to make sure I'm not making anything up from half-remembered blurbs, when it's my own post I'll even add proof in the form of quotes or references.

Obviously there's no need to always go that far, no one wants fifty asterisks in your ask to source every statement and it's not too serious when it's just a fictional character, but do pay extra attention if you're talking about an actual person. Speculating about a fictional character ultimately just results in grumpy fans (usually). Making shit up about a stranger can have harsh consequences! Keep speculation to an absolute minimum there, even if they have rancid vibes, okay?

Keep in mind also, when you don't like the character (or person), you will subconsciously paint them in a less favorable light. Even neutral or kind acts may seem bad from a certain angle. They're just helping this grandma cross the street to make themself look better!

The inverse is also true, we will be inclined to trust and agree with people if they go along with what we already believe, like or feel is right. Everyone's point of view in the world is subjective, we will see what we want to see if we're not thinking things through, and gravitate towards an echo chamber that reinforces existing beliefs.

To circle back to the original point, you sent someone who hates Elysia information that made her out to be originally written as murderously narcissistic (admittedly less boring than what we got) which was not founded on actual facts, but very difficult to verify since it's scrapped content. Now, I know that this was an accident, a mistake on your part. That's okay! However.

Some people exploit this implicit trust maliciously for their own ends (like trying to cancel someone, or a character/ship they don't like). These people know that if they sound like they know their stuff, an audience won't think twice about it, all they need is a platform to spread their ideas even with no basis.

For example... they can send an anon ask to a relatively well-known blogger. They know they can even make themself sound innocent from planting the idea by asking it as a question. As long as people hear it, it doesn't matter if it's true in the slightest.

My point is, I will believe you in particular just made a mistake, but from what @cloud-ya's told me, there was an ask in her inbox doing that exact thing to the extreme. Specifically bringing up wild speculation about what Elysia would think of real-world events, framed in such a way as to make her sound like a terrible person. Elysia is a fictional character, she doesn't have opinions, any speculation thereof is projected onto her according to your own personal agenda.

Needless to say that's not appropriate in the slightest and highly manipulative. Deleted immediately. Asks like these should never see the light of day!

So, let us take it as a warning both for folks like you who send their thoughts, and folks like me who receive them, that we can all accidentally contribute to hatred and misinformation, even if it's an accident...

Let's keep everyone safe by paying attention to what we platform!

#asks #honkai impact #hi3 #this turned into a psa against gullibility #and manipulation of public opinion??

[batztrangem]

Telephone (Billy Lenz/Reader)

Originally posted on my Wattpad

Rated: T

Warnings/notes: Gender neutral reader, Billy slightly being a perv, cursing

Word count: 1.6k

Author's Note: I have no idea who requested this. Someone requested a Billy Lenz oneshots with no specific plot but I think I accidentally deleted the message. Only one person has requested anything dealing with Billy Lenz so it that was you this is for you! I just lost your request and can't remember who it was.

I apologize if it's too short, but I just didn't feel like writing a super long oneshot right now.

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Reaching down slowly, I unlocked and opened the door with my free hand. Both of my arms were occupied with multiple bags of groceries.

I made my way inside and shut the front door with my foot. Sighing, I made my way into the kitchen. I sat the bags down on the dining room table and began placing items in their respective spots in the fridge. As I did so, I couldn't help but feel eyes on me. Goosebumps formed on the nape of my neck as closed the fridge.

I looked around the room. There was nobody there. Honestly, I wasn't sure what I expected.

Living alone was fun and all but some days it was a bit unnerving.

After I finished putting up the groceries, I made my way into the living room.

I flopped down on the couch and felt my muscles relax as I sunk into the cushions. The house was quiet and I couldn't have been bothered to reach for the TV remote. If anything, I wanted to take a nap.

As I got more comfortable in my seat my eyes scanned across the living room and I couldn't help but notice something peculiar.

I scrunched my eyes together and opened them again, blinking rapidly to be sure I wasn't seeing things.

On the arm of the recliner across from me was a jacket. A brown overcoat. Most people wouldn't think twice about it. But I knew one thing for sure; I didn't own a brown coat.

I stood up and walked over to the chair, scooping up the jacket in my hand.

"What the-" I thought to myself.

It took only a couple of seconds for me to recognize the jacket. I knew only one person who owned one like the one I was holding.

Suddenly, a wave of frustration washed over me.

"Billy!" I called out as I dropped the jacket back on the chair.

"That son of a bitch broke in," I thought.

I took a step in the hallway and opened the closet but there wasn't a sign of the man.

I had known Billy for a couple of years. Over the course of those years I had learned an array of things about. One being the fact that he was a massive pervert. Another being the fact that he enjoyed breaking into my house.

I loved him, sure. We had started dating about a year after meeting. But man, he knew how to get on my nerves.

And one of the ways he did that was by breaking in, instead of asking or simply using the key I had given him.

"Where are you?" I asked in a sing-song voice.

I tapped my foot as I stood in the hallway, thinking to myself. Right as I was about to continue my search, my cellphone rang from in the living room.

I walked back, picking up the phone and answering.

"You're annoying sometimes, you know that right?" I asked.

"Ouch," Billy said on the other side of the line.

"Is this some game of hide and seek or something?" I asked.

"Hmmm, I like the sound of that. Come find me, (Y/N)."

His voice was practically purring as he spoke barely above a whisper. It wasn't uncommon to hear him sound like that.

"Don't make it weird," I mumbled.

"Oh, how boring," he said with a deep sigh.

I made my way back into the hallway. This time I decided to check the bathroom.

I opened the door and stepped in, turning on the light in the process. I made my way over to the shower and pulled back the curtain. No sign of him.

"Billy, seriously. Where are you?" I asked, my voice echoing in the bathroom.

"Billy, seriously," Billy mimicked in a higher pitched voice.

I rolled my eyes as I fought the urge to end the phonecall.

"Why can't you just tell me?"

"That's not how the game works, sweety," he said.

I thought back on all of the times Billy had pulled something like this, hoping that the answer would be in those memories.

"I bet you're in the attic," I said as I walked out of the bathroom.

“Then why don't you come and check," he hummed.

I made my way upstairs and then pulled down the attic ladder. I climbed up the ladder and peeked into the dark room. I put Billy on speaker phone and turned on the flashlight. Climbing all the way in, I flashed the phone around. There were only storage boxes and a large amount of dust.

"Ok, you're not in here. Basement? That seems like a place you'd hide," I said.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Billy asked.

"That you're a basement dweller," I said as I climbed down the ladder.

"Haha, so funny."

"I know, right. I'm a real comedian at this point," I said as I made my way back downstairs.

At this point, I was just playing along. As much as I probably should, I couldn't stay mad at Billy.

"Hmmm," I hummed to myself as I descended down the basement steps.

"What do you see?" Billy questioned.

I looked around every nook and cranny but alas, he was no where to be found.

"Not you that's for sure," I mumbled in defeat.

"Well, that's too bad," Billy said.

I paused as Billy spoke. There was something there. I heard something. A very familiar sound.

A creak.

"I know where you're at!" I said, rushing back up the basement stairs

"Do you?" Billy asked.

At this point, I was basically sprinting, sliding on the floor as I made my way back up to the second floor to my bedroom. Swinging open the door I saw an all too familiar, smug face. Phone up to his cheek with a grin as he laid on top of my bed.

I jumped on the bed beside him, tapping his chest as if we were playing tag.

"Ha! I got you!" I said, rather proud of myself.

"How did you find me?" he asked as he put the phone down.

"You think I don't know the sound of my own squeaky ass bed?" I said with a laugh.

"You're a good listener," he said.

I turned on my side and curled up to him, resting my arm across his chest. My leg rested in between his.

"You have got to start using a key. Or just...move in," I said.

"Mmm, move in? That's a big step," he said as he pushed some of his hair out of his face.

"Either that or start using your key like a normal person," I said.

"Normal? Ouch, that one hurt. That was an insult," he said with a laugh.

"You know what I mean," I said.

"Mhm."

"So, why'd you pick my room as your hiding spot this time?" I asked.

"I feel like you already know the answer to that," he said, his tone from before coming back as he spoke.

His flirting wasn't exactly subtle, so I got the hint rather quickly.

"Ugh. Once a pervert, always a pervert," I said.

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Author's Note: And that's all for now. I hope you guys enjoyed it.

See you in the next post. -Morgan

#billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #slashers x y/n #slashers #fanfiction #horror movie slashers #reader insert #horror #wattpad #horror headcanons #slashers x reader #fanfic #black christmas 1974 #jason vorhees #michael myers #thomas hewitt #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #harry warden #freddy krueger #slasher community #slasher fandom #pinhead #headcanons #oneshot #fluff #candyman

[council-of-beetroot]

Haiti x Poland headcanons

I accidentally deleted the ask in my drafts but here's my answer

So I don't really have any OCs and I am not aware of any commonly used designs for Haiti. Therefore it's harder for me to really gauge on a one to one level how they work interact.

Anyway Poland met Haiti during the Haitian revolution when Feliks was fighting for the French with hopes of restoring independence to Poland in the process.

Now Feliks and his men are sent to Haiti to put down the revolution. Before they even get there things aren't going well with lots of his men dying from diseases they have no immunity to. When they get there, the fighting is brutal and the polish legions are losing to the Haitians with every battle which they really don't have the desire to do so.

Originally the poles came to the island thinking they were putting down a prison revolt but things really aren't adding up which make Feliks and his men go hmmmm...

Feliks sees that the Haitians are fighting the French in order to gain their freedom something Feliks is also trying to do for his own people. But he's in Haiti and he's beginning to wonder if France is really going to follow through with the help the Poles in gaining independence.

So as Feliks realizes he's been fooled into doing France's dirty work and he decides fuck it Za wolność naszą i waszą! And he decides to join the Haitians.

And such, this is how he meets the representative of Haiti. Neither of them know that much about one another but they respect one another's fight for freedom. I think anyone, Haiti included would find Feliks' whole spiel on how he ended up in Haiti entertaining and I think From the little I know about Haitian culture, Haiti's humour would be right up Feliks' alley.

Here's a link to a video (in Polish but closed captions in English) about the polish Haitians in Cazale link here

There are also some interesting initiatives that have reconnected Poland and Haiti in Cazale with a school where they are learning Polish that's also on this channel.

I apologize for not having many in the terms of headcanons for shipping

#hetalia #hws poland #hws haiti #asks and replies #anon