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#in case anyone doesn’t know that he does get to the castle
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What if this year Jonathan gets to the castle and Dracula is just a normal guy.
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magical-mascots · 10 months
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Trinket Moon! For when you need a friend who eats your dreams (and gives you nightmares)
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He comes in two sizes - a full form that is about 7 feet tall, and a little doll form you can hold in your hand and take around with you. (He comes unstuffed from time to time but it’s nothing a little love and a few stitches won’t fix)
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About as socially unwell as they come - the outside world is overwhelming. People don’t exactly seem to take to him. The land of dreams is much less stressful.
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Doesn’t like bright lights - any bright light in the room and he straight up crumples to the floor. He used to come out in the day but he’s not allowed anymore, and it’s taken its toll on him just a little.
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Having said that, if you like dark places with lots of shade and enjoy lullabies and bedtime stories I’m sure you’ll get along just great!
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(More images and misc lore under the cut for anyone who’s interested)
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Moon used to be a theme park mascot who worked in the toy-themed castle with Sun entertaining theme park goers, but like most Fazbear Ent characters he was used for evil, capturing the souls of those he’d show the land of dreams. When people dared to venture too far into the dreamscape, they’d get lost inside, and they’d never wake up.
Moon was eventually all but scrapped, and began cohabiting inside Sun’s mind, fading further and further into the background clinging to the empty memories of those he’d once played with in the dreamscape as he watched the outside world through Sun’s eyes. He’s not supposed to come out anymore, and when he does he doesn’t tend to know how to interact, preferring slink around in the shadows and watch from afar in case somebody gets hurt or he gets inadvertently perceived.
Other fun things about him:
His star patterns can change just a little reflecting the star formations or dream pattern of those he’s interacting with
His cheeks sometimes change colour depending on his emotions, so they might turn a shade of blue if he’s feeling especially sad, or pink if he’s feeling overwhelmed, or green if he’s feeling under the weather, etc. (he prefers to keep his feelings locked up tight behind a silly and spooky facade however, so he might prefer to clutch at his face if he feels he’s giving the game away)
He is actually pretty lightweight and as such is entirely pickuppable like a big old ragdoll (however you might have to drape him over your shoulders like some kind of lunar scarf if he’s in his full size form)
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makelemonade · 6 days
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Both the parts for people finding out we're dating the characters are so good! Can I please request you to include Wriothesley in the next part if you're writing it?
how people find out you’re dating them
Wriothesley, Capitano
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Wriothesley
ONCE AGAIN THESE GODDAMN MELUSINES
Most specifically SIGEWINNE.
she’s such a cutie patootie. you just wanna eat her up whenever you see her! Sigewinne, the adorableness she is, is not the smartest.
Whenever you come down so often to come visit Wriothesely, she comments on how you are such a good friend to always keep him company! and you just can’t bear to explain to her that is not the case!
This goes on for A MONTH. A GODDAMN MONTH and she has not figured it out.
Even when she bursts into his office to find you maybe massaging his back, arms, hugging him, holding him- she is completely OBLIVIOUS to the point Wriothesly wants to test out kissing you in front of her.
However, her obliviousness comes to a stop one day and for the stupidest yet funniest reason;
He’s not drinking his tea.
She’s shocked. Like jaw dropped, absolutely still shocked. She’s constantly trying to get him to drink or EAT anything other than tea so when she sees him with a MILKSHAKE?! A FUCKING MILKSHAKE.
She’s ready to lose her shit.
and then she sees YOU with the opposite flavour milkshake and she immediately knows and screams it out for the ENTIRE prison to hear.
A prisoner comes in injured; “Have you heard Wriothesly and Y/N are together?!”
On her next vacation, she’s running to Neuvillette, Furina, Clorinde- EVERYONE.
Well, it was a month of peace.
Capitano
It’s funny because he genuinely isn’t even trying to hide it from the Harbingers.
He doesn’t not tell them because he’s worried for your safety- he’s the fourth fucking harbinger he will GLADLY beat anyone’s ass for you even if it means it’s his own coworkers.
The man just doesn’t talk. That’s literally why no one knows. Like yeah, he’ll murmur a few words every now and then but like, he doesn’t see a reason in bringing something up if someone doesn’t mention anything related so he stays quiet.
He does talk a bit more though, and he’s willing to actually sit with the harbingers whenever they sometimes hang out.
It’s weirding them out.
The weirdest thing though,
WEIRDEST.
Is when he speaks to Childe.
Even Childe is absolutely shocked- like what do you mean the guy he’s been like practically simping over fight wise is actually soeaking to him?!?!!!
They have to ask Pierro if he’s sick, and even Pierro doesn’t know and Pierro is the ONLY one capitano talks.
They literally find out from YOU.
You walked into the castle once, being escorted by a guard who is quick to leave once he’s finally let you reach the insides of the castle.
“Sorry to disturb,” You spoke nervously, somehow ending up in some sort of lounge room with the Harbingers. “I’ve brought lunch for my…boyfriend? Uh, Capitano? Do you know where I could find him?”
“Yeah, down the hall, first room on the left.” Arlecchino murmurs, reading through the latest Snezhnaya newspapers.
You smile at her, although she doesn’t see and everyone just returns back to normal.
Until they all realize WHO the hell are you and BOYFRIEND?!?
They all give each other a look before they are RUNNING to you, ready to ask questions and capitano is shocked when suddenly all the Harbingers are in his office and he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop them from questioning you on everything.
He likes the way you laugh at them all- it’s cute. He should bring you more often.
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laughableillusions · 8 months
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Random Jareth HCs
I talk so much abt him and I have some silly ideas :3c
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If he stays in owl form too long he has some trouble changing back. He gets kind of stuck a bit between. He chitters like a barn owl in “human” form, can screech like one if mad. There’s feathers in his hair, and sometimes he still has bird-feet. The worst case was when his arms were still big useless wings. It goes away after a while but he’s impatient as hell and will sulk about it and punish anyone who dares laugh at him for his chicken feet.
Jareth actually runs cold. He can change his body temperature if needed, but it’s very surface level. Usually he’s around room temperature (like a corpse). Cuddling or any close physical contact will warm his body up.
His hands are strangely rough under his gloves, they’re rough and hard like stone. He almost never removes his gloves because his touch alone can cause serious magic shit to happen if he isn’t careful. The glamour he uses to keep his more human form doesn’t really extend to his hands for whatever reason (his truest form is made of stone), so he wears gloves to sort of hide it.
Music lover, I mean duh. He sings and dances ofc, but he actually knows very little about modern music. His knowledge of humanity is still stuck in the 18th century. While he would like the idea of things like CD players and MP3 players etc etc, he will always prefer live performances, be it himself or watching someone else. He would probably go to a lot of concerts just to see what the music vibe is these days.
Doesn’t do well in human crowds. A masquerade ball in his castle is one thing, it’s his realm, it’s other fae. But you put him in a shopping mall or grocery store??? He is not having a good time. Mostly because he sees most humans as beneath him (except for the few he decides are special little princesses/princes lol). Modern humans apparently have a stench to him, and he finds it disgusting when “in concentration.”
He can make any small child stop crying however. If Toby proved anything it showed how good with kids Jareth is. He can entertain any small child with ease. Though it starts to freak the parents out when he starts talking about how much he wants to steal them away from their mothers. The man loves kids, and hopes one day he can actually keep a human baby to raise as his own.
Unbearably physically clingy. Like…unbearably. He’d be attached to his lover like a parasite whenever they try to go anywhere without him. If he can’t touch you, he’s standing behind you with his hands behind his back to keep himself from touching you. Like Jesus Christ man back up you’re not gonna go anywhere‼️‼️
Has a jealousy problem as well. With his stuff and his lovers. You do not touch his stuff without asking him, or until he lends it to you. With romantic jealousy, it’s about the same. Nobody touches what he deems his. He has enough dignity not to cause a public scene, but will glare at anyone who dares flirt with his lover- or if he thinks your not paying attention to him enough, he will give you the cold shoulder until you shove him aside and ask him what the fuck is going on.
Enjoys playing mind games. Though he’s too much of a romantic to do things that would really hurt you, at least intentionally. But his fae nature gives him a bastard side that sometimes can’t help it. But really, he would hate to actually fight with you. The last thing he wants is for you to be genuinely upset, and so will bend over backwards to keep you happy.
Speaking of that, Jareth is 100% a doormat to the ones he loves. He’s been alone for centuries (if not more). And any hope of validation he will chase like a kicked puppy. But everything he does, he expects something in return. (ex: I am exhausted by your expectations of me, isn’t that generous?) Fae are deal makers after all, and so he will create a beautiful ideallic place for you to live…but in return he expects your devotion and loyalty. It seems like a small price, until it isn’t. Sometimes, in exchange for a favor he does for you, he will ask for something in return (be it a task, or an a object).
As hedonistic and mischievous as he is, Jareth is quite emotionally intelligent. His age gives him wisdom, and sometimes it’s like he knows exactly just what to say. Humans have such predictable emotions after all, and he can use his knowledge of them as a form of manipulation if he wants/needs to. But to someone he loves, he would bring perfect comfort to. He will try and make you laugh, then ask if you want him to stay with you or leave you be, anything you ask if it would make you less upset and more comfortable he will do (doormat). If you want him to read you a bedtime story? Do a handstand? He’d fucking do it.
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tanglepelt · 1 year
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Dc x dp idea 19
Danny outs himself and Vlad to Bruce Wayne at a gala. Why because he thinks Bruce is Batman’s sugar daddy. Best way to get a message to him obviously. Turns out he didn’t have to Jazz was at the gala and punched Vlad straight in the face.
So vlad finally gives up on Maddie. Maybe she found out he was half ghost and tried to kill him not really too important. Vlad is a sore loser
Meaning he kills Maddie, jack, and Danny’s friends to isolate him. Jazz is away at Gotham U and Vlad doesn’t bother to check that everyone was there when he killed them.
Danny is trapped at vlad manors like how sam was with the tiara. Anyone who may not know or recall the episode a bs princess contest was hosted sam won, weirdo with a castle (much like vlad) decided to trap her with a magic crown. She just couldn’t leave the castle (now like Danny)
Jazz thinks Danny died in the explosion. Vlad paid the custody lawyers and cops hush money as to not alert anyone Danny was alive. He needed to keep his little badger “safe”.
Vlad now has no one to stop him and has his perfect son in his grasps. He turns to world domination.
Time passes and word of Vlads adoptive son gets out. Both get invited to many galas. Danny has no say in anything and is just trying to get the damn watch off. Vlad only agree to go to the Wayne’s gala as he had never been invited before.
After a few safety precautions. Sending his ghost animals ahead to essentially hold the rich hostage. Danny would behave if it meant keep others safe after all. So the watch gets taken off for a shocker and way to prevent him from using his powers for the trip to Gotham.
Danny is just thinking of Tucker’s theory that Bruce is Batman’s sugar daddy. Sam just thought he was Batman.
So Danny writes a note addressed to Bruce.
Basically says hey vlad is plasmius. He’s a fruitloop killed my family and friends to adopt me. Please help. Btw vlad rigged the gala with ghost in case i tried anything. He has me and them connected to the totally secret remote in his front pocket. Shocks me and makes the animals attack. Don’t be mean to them. He experimented on my animal friends. So like don’t be suspicious and please pass this on to batman. Pretty sure your his sugar daddy Hence the note to you.
He does manage to pass the note on. Bruce and his kids all kinda look at him in shock.
Only then does jazz walk in with some dude with a white streak. She looked at him then vlad. Then him again. Vlad was sweating. Danny was grinning.
She then immediately decks him and tackels vlad. All while Bruce reads the note.
Dick and Jason are now involved. Danny is yelling about the remote. It goes flying Damian catches it. The ghost animals appear. Danny tells which button to click. Damian frees the ghost animals and danny from there collars or in Danny’s case watch.
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pocketramblr · 1 year
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Ask game, please! Dracula AU where Jonathan is a werewolf. It doesn’t end well (well, even sooner) for the count.
Ok love this also we're throwing werewolf lore in a blender to make this work and kinda fit the original novel. Kinda.
1- ok so Bram Stoker was Irish so our dear friend Jonathan is a descendent of Laignech Fáelad and the werewolves of Ossory, though one who's family has been in England for at least several generations now. Also, these are the "astral projection of spirit in the form of wolves" type of werewolves described in Nennius of Bangor's Historia Britonum, similar to the ones Augustine of Hippo say are possible through God to fight evil because uh whatever Christianity thing is going on in Dracula.
2- So when Jonny boy shows up to Transylvania and all the locals are freaked out about something, he looks in his Romanian to English dictionary and sees they're using a word that means either vampire or werewolf. And then he wonders if the Count is a werewolf too, and is curious about how that works here- the only other werewolves he ever knew were his mother and grandfather, but they are tragically long dead since he's an orphan who sees his boss as a parental figure. So when he hears wolves in the woods, he's not too concerned yet. When a woman presses a rosary into his hand, he awkwardly takes it and wonders if she'd be superstitious of him too, if she knew- but he really wants to meet the Count!
3- but then he meets the Count. And the Count does have the ability to somewhat control wolves... But he really also sets them off. They don't like him. And Jonathan? His inner wolf does not like this guy, it's unnatural, it's bad, he wants to bite but!! He can't do that, he's a real lawyer now and Mina would be so disappointed if he used his first customer as a chew toy. So he grins and bears it, wondering if it's just a territory thing, and wondering if the castle is so empty because the rest of the Count's family is out in wolf form. But... Where are the servants or anyone else?
4- Eerily, Jon goes to sleep, and his human body is left behind in his bed while his spirit pops out in wolf form. He can't smell anyone. Just the Count, and three faint scents, but they don't smell human. They don't even smell like real wolves. They smell like long dead corpses. Still nervous, Jon curls up in the corner and tries to get some rest as a wolf.
But then the Count comes in while he's "sleeping", getting close to the bed and frowning at the rosary. Jonathan's spirit werewolf has had enough and just jumps up, lunging on instinct to protect his human form.
A wolf battle commences, but Dracula hasn't had to put up an actual fight in so long, and Jonathan has the power of God and anime on his side so he wins- and the lady vampires drop dead from their connection to the Count. Freaking out about the murder, Jonny returns to his human body and runs.
5- when he returns to the town a day later, ragged and panicked, when the town hears about all four vampires being dead... They throw a party of a "funeral", everyone swears up and down that the Count and his family tragically died of a wolf attack the day before Jonathan got in and he found their bodies when the coach took him to the castle, and he's sent home bewildered but his boss is like "wow that really sucks, I'm sorry you had such a horribly unlucky first case, let's keep you close to home from now on. Also is your hair white now?"
No vampires travel into England, Jonathan is worried that his wolf form now being stark white is a bad omen, but Mina just pets him behind his ears and says she thinks it's cute, oh, also, Lucy wrote her about one Doctor Van Helsing that a friend of hers knows, he heard about the strange wolf attacks in Romania and blamed it on vampires, can you believe?
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amhrosina · 2 years
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MCU Men During Your Second/Third Trimester (Pregnancy Headcanons//Pt. 3)
MASTERLIST // TAG LIST REQUEST FORM
Requests are open!
A/N: I don't have anything to add to this, other than enjoy!
Link to Part 1 Part 2 Part 4
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Frank Castle: 
We all know Frank would be a fantastic partner during your pregnancy. 
His hand is constantly ghosting your lower back as you move around, even if it’s just getting up off the couch. 
He’s always asking how you’re feeling and making you ginger tea to help with the nausea.  
When you’re out in public, he’s extra protective of you. 
He always makes sure his arm is around you as you walk down the street, mean-mugging anyone who looks at you for too long. 
When you have to stand and wait for something, he lovingly places his hand on your stomach. 
If it’s Autumn/Winter, he’s always offering to run errands for you because he doesn’t want you to be cold. You compromise by letting him come with you and warm you up along the way. 
Back rubs. BACK RUBS. 
Karen throws you a baby shower and you almost melt when Frank holds up the tiny onesies with tears in his eyes. 
You want to honor Frank’s family by having your daughter’s middle name be “Marie” or “Maria”.  
When you tell Frank this, he dissolves into a big puddle of tears. 
“I love you so, so much, baby. You have no idea what this means to me.” 
“I love you, Frankie.” 
When the baby kicks for the first time, Frank is out getting you a bagel. You’re buzzing with excitement when he gets home.  
He places his hands on your stomach, like he always does when he returns home, and gasps when the baby kicks hard.  
“She’s a fighter, like her daddy.” 
“Maybe she just really likes me, like her mommy.” 
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Matt Murdock: 
Matthew “I’m a God Damned Daddy” Murdock would take such good care of you, don’t even get me STARTED. 
Since you’re having twins, your pregnancy is considered more high risk than before, so Matt goes into ultra-protective mode. 
Sometimes you’ll wake up in the middle of the night and find Matt sitting on the edge of the bed, listening for threats. You coax him back to bed and he holds you in his arms as you fall back asleep, safe in his hold. 
When your stomach starts to get noticeable, you decide to tell Karen and Foggy, who are overjoyed.  
Foggy keeps referring to himself in the third person as “Uncle Foggy”. 
Matt rubs lotion on your stomach every night before you go to bed. 
When Matt needs to ground himself, he’ll rest his head on your stomach, listening to the twins and your heartbeats.  
You forego a baby shower, but Foggy insists on buying the babies something every week. So far, you’ve gotten four pairs of shoes, an insane number of onesies, and enough diapers to last you a year.  
Matt likes to go shopping for baby clothes with you so he can feel the material of each item. You're able to find a lot of fleece items, including two swaddle blankets that Matt is able to hold without wincing. 
Matt, of course, feels guilty about this. 
“If cotton is what the babies need, we should get them cotton.” 
“Matthew, I want you to be able to comfortably hold your children. We’ll find other materials. Don’t worry about it, okay?”  
You end up learning how to crochet, so you can make blankets with yarn that Matt likes the feel of.  
Feeling clever, you crochet two small beanies with devil horns sticking out on the top of them. Matt cracks up when he figures out what you’ve done and takes them to work with him the next day to show Foggy. 
The closer you get to your due date, the less Matt patrols at night. He doesn’t want to be away from you for too long, just in case you go into labor. He also knows you’re concerned about his well-being, restlessly sleeping until he crawls into bed with you. 
One night, you’re so exhausted that you’re close to tears and the twins just won’t stop kicking. Matt kneels next to your belly, whispering to the babies. 
“I know you’re so excited to come out of there, but mommy needs her rest.” 
He starts telling them about the night he met you.  
“Oh my god, Matt, it’s working. Don’t stop.” 
You finally slip into unconsciousness, focusing on the way Matt runs his hand over your belly. 
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Billy Russo: 
Billy keeps his word about showing you that you can trust him. 
The further along you get, the more he stays over at your apartment. Eventually, he starts keeping a toothbrush and some clothes there.  
He starts sleeping on the couch, claiming he doesn’t want to disturb your sleep schedule, but one night you’re especially restless.  
“Billy?” You call through the door, knowing he’s still awake. 
“Yes, darling? Is everything okay?” 
“I can’t sleep.” 
He crawls into bed with you, pulling you into his chest and running his hand up and down your stomach. He doesn’t sleep on the couch after that night. 
He insists on putting the crib together himself, but after a couple of hours, he ends up calling Frank and asking him to come help.  
The first time you kiss Billy after your fight, you’re close to tears trying to put your shoes and socks on by yourself.  
He stumbles upon your very pregnant form, hunched over and grunting as you try to reach your toes.  
He gently takes the socks out of your hands and kneels down, pulling the socks and shoes on your feet. 
After he helps you up, you quickly press your lips to his. Before he can respond, you waddle towards the front door, waiting for him to follow.  
He accepts that you’ve at least forgiven him a little, but he doesn’t push it and follows your lead. 
Eventually, you suggest that he just officially move in to make it easier for everyone. He eagerly accepts and has the rest of his things moved in by the next weekend. 
He comes home from work with shopping bags a lot, claiming that he couldn’t resist buying something for the baby.  
One night you call him on his way home and tell him you’re craving ice cream.  
He stumbles through the door half an hour later, hands full of at least 15 different flavors. 
“You didn’t say what kind you wanted, so I got you every kind.” 
When he plays the guitar and sings, the baby goes nuts in your stomach. He beams with pride every time. 
“See? He already loves you, Billy.” 
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Bucky Barnes: 
Bucky is protective by nature, but you experience a whole new side of protective from him during your second and third trimesters. 
He spends a lot of the time you’re out in public glaring at everyone who walks by. 
He doesn’t like when you take the subway alone, so he arranges his schedule so that he can always accompany you if you have to take the subway.  
If he had it his way, you’d never have to travel, but you have at least one doctor’s appointment a week, so he just makes sure to be with you the whole time.  
When your stomach gets big enough, he’ll hold your stomach up and take the weight of the baby off of you for as long as you need him to. You swear it feels better than sex.  
When you’re 6 weeks away from your due date, your doctor puts you on bed rest to make sure you don’t go into labor too early.  
Bucky is extra attentive, bringing you food and water at all hours of the days.  
The closer you get to your due date, the more you have to pee throughout the night.  
Bucky is always there, helping you walk to the bathroom every time without a complaint, even if it’s the twelfth time you’ve gotten up in four hours. 
He talks to your belly all the time, even if it’s just a sentence in passing. 
“I hope you like plums, little man. They’re the best.” 
You try to organize the nursery one day, but Bucky refuses. You compromise by sitting on the reclining chair and telling him where everything goes.  
He’s more than happy to do it, giddy with excitement over the baby almost being here. 
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Peter Parker (Tom Holland): 
I know Peter’s young, but he’d be such a good dad and partner oh my GOD. 
He moves into your apartment fairly early, not wanting to miss a second of your pregnancy. 
He’s very gentle with you, even more so than usual, and constantly asks how you’re feeling. 
When you’re feeling nauseous or you have a headache, he’s quick to offer you something minty and warm. You’ll lay your head on his lap and he’ll run his fingers through your hair. 
One night, he comes home bouncing off the walls with excitement.  
He shows you a tiny shirt with the Spider Man logo on it. 
“The guy on the corner sells them! How cute is that?” 
You and Peter spend one morning giggling at how many things you can balance on your stomach now that you’re fully showing.  
The baby’s due date is during your winter break, so you decide to take the spring semester off with Peter. You’ll both be working, but you’re excited to spend so much time with your baby. 
When you enter your third trimester, your feet get so swollen that you can barely walk. 
It quickly becomes a part of your nightly routine for Peter to massage your feet and legs. 
Peter keeps his spider duties to a minimum once you’re a few weeks away from your due date. 
He kisses you and your belly every chance he gets.  
He spends a lot of time resting his head on your belly, talking to the baby. 
You relish his warmth, grateful that he’s the person you fell in love with. 
End Note: I hope you enjoyed it! There's either going to be one or two more parts of this series before it's considered completed. I have no idea when the next part will be posted, but hopefully that will happen soon! I'm probably going to knock out a request or two first. I seriously can't thank everyone enough for the love I've been getting on this series!
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bronx-bomber87 · 7 months
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Happy Tuesday Fandom! If that's a thing lol Officially half way through s3. Insane. I love this episode. It’s one giant married moment. They are at the height of their banter and marriage flow in this one. This episode is one big continuous work flirt that doesn’t stop. Idk why people didn’t like this ep when it first premiered. It’s Chenford gold. I remember loving this kind of ep for Castle too. It was split for that fandom as well. I think they’re hilarious snippets I enjoy them a lot. The looks alone in this one are primo. This one is more me analyzing their commentary on the case since everyone is segregated in this one. But lets get started.
3x07 True Crime
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We start our ep off with Tim and Lucy being the ones called to Corey’s house. There was signs of blood and they enter the house and find a ton of it. Thus starts their amazing run of snippets in this episode. They are being interviewed since they were apart of the investigation. Tim is instantly surly with the director LOL Shock surprise eh? Last thing he wants to do is be here. To him they could be out on the streets instead of this. Lucy is the natural antithesis to him about this. Legit beaming and he is miserable.
The epitome of grumpy x sunshine in every single way. These interview pieces showcase that so well. It makes me giddy and happy haha Tim wants to get out of this ASAP. While Lucy is so excited to be there answering any and all questions. Even cuts him off in her excitement. She is bursting at the seams with elation. Then apologizes to Tim but still can't contain her glee by saying ‘This is fun.‘ Tim judges her some more I’m dying. The look on his face at the end of the second gif above. LMAO
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This next section I like to call. ‘How to show you’re in love with someone without saying a word.’ By Timothy Bradford. He is all heart eyes in this scene. First one he's settling in to listen. When his girl speaks he listens, second is him agreeing wholeheartedly with her assessment and lastly is heart eye/admiration city. Doesn't take his eyes off her most of this scene. They’re talking about Corey Harris’s acting class. How he used them to start a bling ring to steal from celebrities. Tim goes on to say how anyone they caught wouldn’t flip on Corey. So he got away with it.
Lucy adds in her own portion. Explaining how Corey promised his students everything. Money, fame. This in turn inserted him in their lives even further. Basically convincing his students he could control their destinies. Saying he did this because he probably didn’t have any control over his own. Tim is just nodding along with a proud look on his face. Just admiring her take on it. 100 percent loving her analysis of him. You know he loves how her brain works. He is just sitting back and enjoying her breakdown of Corey. As transparent as a glass of water sir.
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What comes next always has me rolling when I watch this ep. Gotta love the way Lucy tells him like it is no matter the situation. Keeps him in check. Tim is so cocky in his deliverance of his teacher line. Smug really and Lucy shoots that down instantly. He’s all smiles (love this man's smile btw it does things to me. mmm) then realizes how much she’s got him on this. He is dead to rights and has no comeback. You watch in the gifs above he goes from smug and smiley to straight up defeated LOL
He exhales with a ‘You win’ sigh. It’s fantastic. He thought he had this clever quip against Corey. Survey says no. Wifey shut you down lmao Her face through out the whole scene is so funny. Like this is her idiot and she can’t help but poke fun at him for his comment. This moment will always make me laugh. He’s being so ridiculous and she doesn’t let him live it down in the slightest. Her reaction in the final gif is the best. Can't believe he's being such a goober. The work flirt begins and does not stop. Be more married you two please.
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They end up finding a script at one of their crime scenes. The director thinks this is an odd thing to stumble upon. Apparently it is a completely normal thing in LA according to Tim. Just another day on the job in this city ha Their polar opposite replies are so indicative of them as characters. The way Lucy is like well yeah when they’re asked if they’ve written one. Tim's is an instant and hard 'God, No' LMAO. These two. Opposites truly do attract.
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Her face in the first gif what makes me laugh so hard. That sheepish embarrassment. Eric and Melissa are just pure gold in this one. Their looks alone are some of the best parts besides the banter. Tim can read her like a damn book. All he has to do is look over at her and see her answer. At first he’s waiting for her to say she hasn’t either. Expecting her to follow suit.
She does not…his body language while he’s waiting for her verbal answer is so funny. Like a slow realization. Then it’s judgy city after that. The way she weakly defends why she has is too damn funny. He is none too pleased she has written one. We all know how Tim feels about screen writers. His face says everything. God I love these two sfm.
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Their looks in this one have me rolling the entire episode. Eric is the master when it comes to this in the first place. He crushes it in this one they both do. His reaction to her excitement as they get closer to the climax of this case is hilarious. The judgy side eye and furrowed brow he gives her above is extremely amusing.
Tim truly doesn’t understand why she’s enjoying this so damn much. He’s trying to just get through it and be done. His grumpy old man is showing extra hard in this moment. Her sunshine demeanor despite him is amazing. She is of course the opposite and doesn’t know why he doesn’t enjoy this whole thing more LOL Lucy is having a friggin blast. Its coming off her in waves every time it comes back to them.
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I feel like Lucy owns Tim’s ass for most of this ep. He literally doesn’t stand a chance against her witty comebacks. Every time he tries to be cocky or make a joke she shuts him down so hard. His crack about a woman scorned. Lucy puts him in check real quick with that one. His soft tone when he says he’s not trivializing it....(but you are my love)
He doesn’t want her to be mad at him for his stupid comment. Then she takes him to school even further with her logical stats. He has nothing to say except 'Most...'' No leg to stand on Timothy haha. Lucy is proud of her self for this one. No one puts Tim Bradford in check better than Lucy Chen. We all LOVE it. (He does too let's be honest...) This episode is pure gold for their banter. Married idiots in this one for all to see.
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The director then comments on how Lucy was the one who broke the case wide open. Lucy is beaming from ear to ear. Lights up like a Christmas tree at hearing this. She is so excited to be recognized. Tim isn’t so fast to heap on that particular praise. Now Tim doesn’t give praise out easily to begin with. Add in she just schooled him in front of the director, he’s gonna be extra salty haha The director then asks well if he wouldn't describe it as such how would he?
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Tim takes a shot at her social media addiction as his answer. Then Lucy looks like she wants to punch him so hard. Like how very dare he say about her. Ha She is so affronted telling the director 'That’s hurtful' LOL (but a little true...) Side note. I can totally see them in bed. Tim falling asleep to her endless scrolling. It becoming a comfort thing for him. Her going till she is ready to sleep. Shortly after him I imagine. Tis a nice thought to think about now that they're together. But let's get back to the present ep at hand before I daydream any further hehe
The cute looks in that final gif though. Be still my heart. She is so exasperated with him and he’s soaking it up. No regrets whatsoever taking her praise and boiling it down to luck. The absolute shameless flirting going on between these two. It’s like they don’t even know they're putting on a show for this director LMAO It's truly delightful.
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Lucy scrambles to defend herself. It’s pretty comical. Saying she was on her phone doing ‘research’ Tim shaking his head but enjoying this none the less. Says that she got a notification and that’s what drew her eye to Corey's video showing he's alive. Lucy says she still has the video on her phone. So ready to take Tim down a peg. She pulls it up and it’s her on her own page doing some sort of dance. I’m laughing so hard.
I want to see this video in its entirety. Read the comments. All of it. I don't know what’s funnier Lucy being mortified that came up or Tim wanting a peak at the video. He’s confused as hell but wanting to see what she was showing the director. If you need a pick me up episode this is it. This one doesn’t disappoint on so many levels.
His confused face is everything after she quickly hides her phone. There are facets to her personality that allude him completely. This is one of them. Alas Timothy this is the woman you’ve chosen to love hahaha I love her being a dork sfm though. It’s that light hearted dork that brings the best out in him as we see in s5.
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Their final scene doesn’t disappoint. Lucy’s face during his rant LOL. Tim going off saying what a waste of time this is, he should be doing stuff more important. Said this before but that line from Aaron in S5 fits perfectly for this rant. He's the old dude from 'Up' Such a good line because its so true for him. I love him so much for his grumpiness though. You know Lucy does too. Loves every piece of this man.
Her face is like the wife letting her husband rant even though she thinks he’s wrong. Tim gets humbled one last time. The director tells him about his last project. The way Lucy watches him the entire scene is adorable. She loves her idiot. The look they share after he says ‘Oh. Alrighty then.’ The smirk on Lucy's face. I can not. He has grown so much btw to not to be continuously defensive after he's corrected. Just rolls with it in this last scene. Like Oh... Oops.
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Tim gets the last laugh though. Lucy is beaming slash word vomiting her love of true crime while Tim rolls his eyes LOL Thanking the director for letting her be in this. She is exuding sunshine and happily looking at him. When she finishes up Tim pops her happy bubble. Tells her about the thing in her hair. They’re constantly trying to one up the other. Take each other down a peg. Competitiveness even in an interview. Unreal. Lucy has his number this entire episode. So it’s only fair Tim gets his shot in last minute.
I do love in the second gif he stops himself from getting said thing out of her hair though. You watch him reach for it then stop his hand before it makes the full journey. Lucy is so affronted she doesn’t even notice. Her arm is already up and blocking any attempt to grab it anyways. I do love his almost attempt though. It's the little things.
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Lucy is so mad he let that be in her hair the entire time. He did it because well it’s Tim. I adore these two so very much. He sighs heavily as she berates him on the way out. So exasperated by her it’s so funny. This is such a fun flirty light hearted episode for them. We got their banter in spades with side helping of heart eyes and flirtation. One of my fav eps of the season for them. Much needed levity after the intensity of the last two.
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Side notes- non Chenford
Not much. Was good to find out what happened to Sterling. Gino just disappeared last year without a trace. So having ending to them was nice to have.
Harper was hilarious during the interviews to always love me some Nyla Harper. ❤️
Forever Thank you to all who read these reviews and like, comment and reblog means the world :) see you all in 3x08
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mortalees · 2 months
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vash x evil gn!reader. ┊ ROMANTIC.
word count: 3.932.
warnings: reader is a bit crazy. mention of malicious actions. it's not good, i pulled this out of my ass. the lack of diverse content here makes me take drastic measures!
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i think a lot is said about a lovely reader, often inclined towards the female gender and who, in most cases, has little influence on the trigun universe – nothing more than accompanying those who already exist. if it's the other way around, we're probably talking about three fanfics of a male reader who is probably just a nicholas 2.0. i've never seen anyone write about a secret third thing that transcends the monotonous: i write this with fyodor dostoevsky in mind, but this was also highly influenced by nai and a lucifer painting i saw today (creativity, wow).
someting i definitely need to see is vash with an initially ill-intentioned reader. i wonder how he would influence someone evil romantically. i want to try to understand how the relationship between an extremely intelligent and manipulative reader and the sweetest person we have ever met would work. it doesn’t matter how you describe your personality – be it bubbly, quiet... it doesn’t matter –, you carry, at first glance, a sinister aura, evil mindset. even though your elegant and polite posture remains intact, you have often let arrogant and apathetic tones slip through. you are intimidating but it's absurd how attached people are to you: you put everyone in your hands. but you are not only a good liar, you are also a good manipulator! you are a red flag, simply. you lie, kill, mistreat, destroy freely.
this until you meet vash, of course! you are a romantic idiot, above all! quickly he became the sun that illuminated your ice castle. no matter how much information you have to hide, obstruct, you still maintain your facade. and for a long time, perhaps the only good deeds you did were in vash's name. vash definitely notices all this, because he's not stupid.
how many times have you formulated situations that even put you in danger so that vash could see you as sensitive – i think you want him to take care of you –? i thought you were the terrible, feared and selfish one. and god! i can't even describe the situations you already formulated so that he could touch you. but you obviously know – i write this with a highly intelligent reader in mind – that vash isn't dumb. i like to think he doesn't want to give up on you, but he also never got the opportunity to confront you. and for a long time it remained that way: a disgraced reader knowing full well that vash recognizes their nature. even the invitations to play hide and seek at night are his attempts to keep you here, with him, without hurting anyone. suddenly, you wake up not thinking about how to proceed with your evil plan, but rather about what vash will want to eat (because obviously you'll offer to buy it).
intrinsically to you, the moment you met vash, a devotion was born. do you start doing good alongside him because you want to, because you need to or because you now feel that this is right? anyway, this is the point. i need to see the meanest, sickest, most disgusting reader fall in love with vash – the antithesis of all that – and then psychologically rejecting all their sins, desires, their terrible personality... i need to see this monstrous reader embarrass themself in front of vash even if vash, having already noticed everything, is determined to forgive you. and it is obvious that the key here would be to analyze how vash would deal with this situation which, in material terms, would be much more complex than what i propose to write.
you don't even need to say anything, reader. he understands. he will forgive you. please just get out of this incorrect way of living. don't depress him any more than he already is. show that your love is real. show what he does to you. show that he makes you want to evolve. because he clearly isn't going to give up on you but he also wants to feel useful and now he doesn't know who is taking advantage of who here... i need to see a reader who stayed with vash for so long deceiving him, and who inevitably built a dubious relationship with him. a love that, at first, is absolutely fake, a performance. until, you have nowhere left to run. you really love him. you have been committing CRIMES for so long. in the end, only you can decide whether you will listen to vash's desire. will you have your redemption? will you abandon your hatred for him? because of him? vash could not mean anything other than love, but only you can accept it or not.
your transformation would obviously also depend on others. the whole gang has a place here. i think in the end, the power of friendship has to win at least a little. if you choose to change, you finally allowed yourself to experience the purest love that had ever been documented in history. it's obvious that it involves vash and it's obvious that it can only be that pure with you. i just hope you don't have to tell your ‘lore’ to your kids... 😅
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Ok I’m sorry to ask because I know you’ve said you have a bigger work load now, but is there any way we can get some head cannons for your dragon Monty? I’ve only known him for 3 seconds but he’s my new beloved.
- Dragon Monty is a total thug.
- He’s the scourge of your father’s kingdom, a cantankerous beast with an explosive temper and a penchant for bullying innocent denizens into giving him their hard earned gold, livestock or other such essentials.
- He’ll often threaten to burn down the kingdom if he doesn’t get his way. And yet, in all the years he’s plagued the land, he’s never actually carried out on his threats. So far as the people know, he hasn’t actually hurt anyone, although he insists he definitely has.
- Freddy Fazbear is the captain of your royal guard, and he’s your most trusted friend.
- For your part, you despise the wretched dragon who terrorises your people.
- One night, a couple of thieves steal their way into the castle and take you for a ransom.
- They flee under the cover of darkness, making for the mountains in the hopes that the fearsome dragon will deter anyone from following.
- Monty smells the intruders in his territory and rushes to confront them. He doesn’t expect to stumble into a camp whereupon he finds a pair of thieves in the process of removing the local royal’s regalia.
- His eyes land on you, tears streaming down your face and your arms littered with rope burns and the beginnings of bruises from your rough treatment.
- His temper rages. Your home is in his territory. And everything in his territory belongs to him.
- His stomach is lined with Boric acid, which turns his fire a brilliant, sickly green when it erupts from between his teeth.
- Predictably, the thieves flee, leaving you tied on your stomach, half clothed and petrified.
- Monty scrutinises you for a moment, weighing up how he’s going to play this.
- Eventually though, with a dramatic roll of his eyes, he gathers you between his teeth and flies you back to his cave, nestled beside an alpine lake.
- He’s never taken a royal before, so he’s a little embarrassed by the state of his home. With nowhere clean to put you, he deposits you gingerly on top of his treasure pile.
- He decides you look rather pretty perched up there on all those gemstones and coins.
- You daren’t say a word in case you set him off. You know of the dragon’s irascible nature.
- So it comes as a surprise when he suddenly offers you some undamaged clothes from his horde.
- You squeak out a tight ‘thank you’ that seems to catch Monty off guard. He glances around, as if there’s some other monstrous dragon you’re talking to, before he tentatively replies, ‘you’re… welcome?’ It’s like he’s never said those words before in his life.
- He still has a reputation to maintain though, so he puffs himself up and demands to know why you were in his territory, yet he almost immediately loses his bluster when you break down into sobs and hide your face in your hands.
- Well now he just feels bad. He’s not the smartest dragon in the world, but he knows what those thieves had almost done to you.
Clueless for how to calm you down, he decides to do what he does best. He acts tough. “Hey, you don’t gotta worry about those creeps no more! They wouldn’t dare come back now they know Montgomery D. Gon’s got their scent!”
- A strange noise drifts out between your fingers, so seldom heard by the dragon that he doesn’t immediately recognise it. When he does, he’s surprised. It’s a tiny, wet but unmistakable laugh.
- He’s… never made anyone laugh before…
- Monty would rather chew off his own wings than admit to himself or anyone else that he’s lonely.
- He realises he wants you to stick around. Which is a problem for you, since you’d much rather go home.
- That same night, after Monty finally falls asleep curled around you and his treasure pile, you make a run for it. You have no idea just how possessive a lonely dragon will turn out to be.
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hiss-kitten · 9 months
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Wounded : They have a wounded inner child.
Genre: Fluff [ SFW ]
Characters: Diavolo, Solomon
Content warnings ! : OG!OM season 3 spoilers [ Diavolo ] , spoilers on Sol's (i think, but adding this just in case.) (let me know if i added something incorrect/forgot to add something else.)
(both characters can be read as romantic or platonic.)
: Diavolo -
There’s no doubt that Diavolo has a wounded inner child. His mother died from giving birth to him and he grew up with a strict father who gave him no love not knowing why. He has a side of him where he acts like a child who’s filled with joy, even just receiving something so small like a balloon.
Diavolo likes to buy things that look fun, such as toys. He might even go to a playground at a mall without Barbatos knowing. He doesn’t only buy things, but he also does things that a young child would normally do.
Ever since he told you about his past, you decided to give him more affection as well as things that would help him be happy. You would visit The Demon Lord’s Castle just to spend time with him, cook with Barbatos for him, give him gifts, and more.
Oh, that excitement he feels every time you send him a message informing him that you will stop by again. He tries to get some of his work done so there won’t be much for him to do when you’ve finally arrived. Sometimes he finishes, sometimes he doesn’t. You tell him that there’s no need for him to rush, but he just can’t help it, you know?
You know you won’t heal his inner child completely, but you’re willing to be there for him. Not out of sympathy, but out of love / friendship, of course.
: Solomon -
Solomon grew up just watching children play while he gets left out behind. He can join them anytime, but due to his sorcerer magic, his parents told him to stay inside the house, in a room where there’s a small window for him to see outside.
It saddens him, but he understands. He was rarely ever allowed to go out, but when he is allowed, it’s usually only for a few minutes and with someone to watch over him.
He doesn’t resent anyone for why he wasn’t really able to be a “kid”, he knew there was a reason.
He grew up only sometimes having someone by his side. That’s why he loves spending time with everyone, especially with you, his apprentice. Actually, he is filled with absolute joy every time he had to train you to become a fully fledged sorcerer.
Sometimes when you buy snacks for the two of you, like ice cream, he feels even more happy. An unbelievable amount of happiness. He might even come up with excuses to spend time with you. Maybe when you two are often paired for a project, he asked the professor to make it happen. (Maybe he even used a spell to make them agree, who knows?)
© @hiss-kitten - All rights reserved.
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drarryspecificrecs · 1 year
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2022.12 ~ Top 10 longest fics posted on AO3
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wendymonrea · 4 months
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The Hotd guys when wanting to be ur betrothed <3 💋
Aemond Targaryen
-unhappy at first
-when he goes to dinner with
U he ends up loving u
-will do anything for u
-is actually obsessed with u
-will not allow anyone to disrespect u (especially men)
-is rude and disrespectful but still genuinely loves u
-a man baby but only when it comes to u or your children
-probably secretly can cook
Lucerys velaryon
-probably is super flattered that u are his betrothed no matter what
-probably isn’t that obsessed with u but worry’s about u a great amount
-loves u dearly and probably loves pet names no matter what even if it’s “princess” and he’s a man (lol)
-will agree with anything u say because he was raised by a lovely mother and respects women a great amount!
-probably doesn’t have hobby’s cause he spends all his time with u
Jacaerys velaryon
-obsessed with u (idk who’s more obsessed him or Aemond)
-cooks for u (he’s a chef)
-respects u but wants to be “the man of the house” (or in this case castle)
-probably has that “behave or else” look so u know when he’s super serious
-will not let u talk to men alone
-overprotective of u
-loves u so much more then u can imagine !!! 🫶🏼
-has many hobby’s and loves to share them with u
-most likely can sew and makes things for u and your children
Aegon ll
-is NOT happy about being ur betrothed
-doesn’t warm up to u at the dinner celebration but warms up if y’all have a special moment together (like if he gets hurt and u take care of him)
-opposite of overprotective but also OBSESSED with u (it’s weird)
-does listen to ur wishes
-admires ur beauty no matter what u look like (only after he warms up to u cause Yk Aegons really a mean person)
-probably lets people make fun of u but doesn’t let it go far
-is veryyy protective of your children together
-probably would be mad if u had a girl first but then become the best girl dad in the world even braiding their hair (it’s cute)
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karatekels · 7 months
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Heirloom - Epilogue
It's the epilogue, where our star-crossed lovers get their happy ending!
TW: Graphic sex, rough sex, violent sex (all consensual)
Previous Parts:
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5
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One Month Later…
Valek’s POV:
“I cannot stand by and watch this go on for another minute, Jan!” Cassandra snarls at Valek, baring her fangs at him. “You will talk to her, or I will,” she threatens, and he hisses in warning.
“You will do no such thing,” Valek orders, stretching to his full height and towering over the tiny woman ominously. “Y/N is still adjusting to this life, she doesn’t need any other problems to worry about,” he continues less aggressively, trying to reason with her. Following your Turning, the group had relocated to Valek’s castle in Germany to conduct research on the Berziers Cross. You had thrown yourself into the research, and he was incredibly grateful for it; the last thing he wanted to do was distract you from your task.
“Adjusting? She’s taken to being a vampire more easily than anyone I’ve ever seen, Jan, be reasonable,” Cassandra scoffs, turning her nose up at him. “But it has been a month now, and I have grown tired of watching the two of you tiptoe around each other!”
Since the night you had been Turned, you and Valek had not spoken of your feelings, nor your kiss in your last human moments. He had chalked it up to you being relieved that he was alright and would be saving you as well, or to the bloodloss, or shock, at least on your end. His own feelings were of little consequence in comparison to your own.
“Y/N has given no indication that she wishes to be involved with me,” he protests, and Cassandra rolls her eyes.
“Really, Jan, are you blind?” she rebuffs him, waving away his defence with her hand. “She cared for you as a human, and she cares for you now. Why must you work so hard to refuse yourself happiness?”
“It is not my happiness I am concerned about, Cassandra,” he snaps defensively, and to his annoyance, her expression softens.
“Dearest, do not think for a moment that you are not capable of bringing Y/N the utmost joy. You make her happy, Jan. She longs to spend time with you.”
“And how would you know that?”
“Because she’s told me!”
“What? You’ve already spoken to her about this?!” Valek hisses, indignant. “I specifically asked you to stay out of this, Cassandra!”
“I haven’t told her about your desires,” she clarifies, though she doesn’t seem happy about it. “She’s told me. You know I spend more time with her than you do, and neither of you are happy about that!”
Valek huffs, moving away from her and pretending to peruse a bookshelf. He knows she’s going to mock him for asking.
“…What is it that she said?” he asks softly, and he doesn’t need to turn to know that Cassandra is radiating smug satisfaction as he gives in.
“She told me the other day that she wishes she was human,” she says softly, and Valek turns to face her with a guilty, pained expression. You regretted your decision to Turn?
“…She says she had something to offer you then, and that you had more of a reason to come around. She misses you, you dolt.”
Valek feels a warmth bloom in his chest, as was always the case where you were concerned, although this particular revelation brings him a far greater joy. He had stayed away from you, it was true, but only because he didn’t want to risk pushing you towards a relationship that you did not want. Hearing that you felt his distance was due to any deficiency of yours has him feeling terribly guilty.
“Am I finally starting to get the point through that thick skull of yours?” she asks, arching a brow at him. Valek looks at her exasperatedly.
“Why does it please you so, interfering in other peoples’ affairs, hmm?”
Cassandra shrugs, sliding off of the desk she had been perched on. “Having lost my own love, I find it greatly irritating when people try to deny their heart's desire when it lies right before them. Especially when it comes to my two favourite people in the world.”
She approaches Valek, laying a dainty hand on his chest, over his still heart. “You deserve to love her, Jan,” she says earnestly, staring into his pale eyes with her own. “And you’ve waited long enough for her.”
He sighs deeply, closing his eyes as though he could block out Cassandra’s logic. She was right, she was always right… but what if she was wrong about this?
“Alright, fine, you unholy terror,” he concedes. “I will try to figure out how to approach Y/N about this.”
Cassandra claps her hands excitedly, hopping up and down.
“Wonderful! I will ensure that the two of you are left alone tomorrow night.”
“No, I did not mean –”
“I am not going to let you dwell on this any longer, Jan,” Cassandra interrupts sternly. “I will take the others and return to Castello della Chiocciola for a few days. We need to check in on the Slayers anyway.”
“A few days?!” Valek repeats incredulously. “How long do you imagine this conversation will take?”
“Oh, I am sure the two of you will find something to do with your time together,” she murmurs suggestively, laughing delightedly as she flits out of Valek’s reach as he lunges for her.
“They will be back any minute, we should go and greet them!” she says brightly, dashing up the steps to the main floor. Valek follows at a slower pace, letting his anger at Cassandra coat his nerves.
They both didn’t like the idea of you leaving the castle without one of them accompanying you, but Cassandra had insisted that they have this talk. And so, you had been sent to feed with the others, under the watchful eye of two other Masters that they trusted. Valek is eager to see you safely returned home.
The small group returns, entering through the ornate front door, everyone retreating to their own lives in the castle, until only you remain, standing before him and Cassandra.
You are radiant.
The colour drained from your complexion seemed to have been returned to the rest of you tenfold; your hair, your eyes, your lips… you were a beautiful creature. He had been wrong in his initial reluctance to Turn you; he had thought you a creature of the Sun, but you glowed just as brightly as a child of the Moon. You were a glimmer of light in the darkness; his little star.
“Cassandra!” you exclaim happily, your voice turned richer and more musical with your transformation. You flit up the stairs to embrace the woman warmly, before turning your gaze over to him. “Valek,” you murmur, inclining your head respectfully to him, your eyes cast downwards. Your cheeks are flushed, likely due to your recent meal, but he greedily wants to attribute the blush to himself.
“Good evening, Y/N,” he croons, and he sees Cassandra rolling her eyes from behind you.
“Valek and I were just talking,” she chimes in immediately, and he would snap her neck if she didn’t mean so much to him. “I will be taking the other vampires back to Italy for a few days to check on things, so you and Valek will have the castle to yourselves!”
“Oh, I don’t –” you start to protest, but she grabs your hands with both of her own.
“Come on, you can help me pack! And I ordered you some more things to try on!” Cassandra says cheerily, monopolizing the situation just as she had done with him before your return. Valek isn’t entirely sure the woman isn’t a witch; her ability to swing things in her favour was astounding. The two of you disappear, leaving Valek in the grand foyer to figure out just what he was going to say to you tomorrow.
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The next evening, Valek leaves you to yourself for a few hours to prepare himself. You had predictably thrown yourself into your research the moment that the others had left, combing through ancient texts in his collection. Your thirst for knowledge is unparalleled, and he has started to understand the Slayers’ reluctance in letting you out into the world; you would have discovered their deception on your own, he was sure.
Once he has finished staging everything just so – Cassandra would mock him if she knew, he was sure – he moves through the castle in the direction of the library, the place where you could almost always be found. He finds you at your table in the corner lost in your reading, stacks of books and scattered papers covering the surface.
“Y/N,” he says quietly with amusement when you have still not noticed his presence after a minute or two. Your head snaps up, and you blink up at him, smiling sheepishly.
“Oh, Valek! I’m sorry, I was a million miles away,” you say, your tone embarrassed. “What can I help you with?” you ask him with a warm smile.
“Would you join me upstairs, my dear?” he asks nervously, and you look up at him with an inquisitive expression. “You have been working too hard down here, and I know how you have missed the moon.”
“I get distracted,” you admit quietly with a guilty smile. “There’s just so much more to see now…” you trail off, referring to your enhanced eyesight. You shake your head to bring yourself out of your thoughts. “Yes, of course I can join you, Valek.”
He watches you mark the places in your notes and your book, trying to organize everything somewhat before you stand and move to join him. He offers you his arm and you take it, exiting the library with him.
“Is everything alright?” you ask hesitantly, looking up at him, and Cassandra’s words from the night before echo through his mind. Had he really left you feeling as though he only wanted to speak with you if he needed something?
“Of course, my dear,” he replies, despite his anxiety peaking. “I hope that I have not given you the impression that you are merely here as a scholar.”
“I don’t mind!” you tell him, smiling happily. “It feels so wonderful to be useful,” you say enthusiastically, sincerity ringing in every word. Valek hopes that he can channel your honesty in a moment, as you approach the door to the conservatory. While they couldn’t make use of it during the day, the glass room was spectacular for seeing the stars at night, and he knew that after the library, it was your favourite place in the castle.
“I am pleased to hear that you are enjoying your work, my dear,” he tells you, stopping you before you open the door to the conservatory. You turn and look up at him with a confused expression. “But I have brought you here to tell you something, Y/N.”
“What is it?” you ask when he cannot bring himself to speak, your voice concerned. “Is everything alright? Is that why everyone else left?”
He shushes you gently, placing a finger to your lips. He’s pleased that you have indeed retained some of your softness through your transformation.
“Everything is fine, little one,” he assures you. Despite your lack of experience, you were always so ready for a fight. He finds it charming.
“Tell me, what do you remember about the night that I Turned you?” he asks, trying to gage if you even remember your kiss in the first place. He feels you tense beneath his fingertips and you drop your gaze, unable to look at him, and he knows that you remember.
“Oh. This is about that. We don’t have to talk about it, Valek, I understand. Of course you wouldn’t…”
You stop your babbling as he throws open the doors of the conservatory, the sight within silencing you far more quickly than trying to talk to you possibly could.
Every surface in the room, from the chaise lounge to the piano is covered in bouquets of dark red roses, loose petals scattered across the marble floor. The moonlight streams through the windows and ceiling, bathing the room in a white glow, the stars clearly visible across the night sky.
You walk into the room slowly, timidly, as though you’re afraid of disturbing the scene, but Valek finds that you complete the picture perfectly. After a long moment that stretches on for ages, you turn back to look at him with an astonished expression. He slowly moves towards you, gliding across the floor silently and stopping just before you.
“Y/N, you are the most incredible woman I have ever known. You captivated my heart as a human, you sacrificed yourself for my own salvation, you have changed me irrevocably… I want you by my side for eternity. I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and happy, I will give you my whole self; I am already yours. I love you, Y/N. I love you so very much.”
As you stare at him in disbelief, your mouth slightly open, he finds himself freezing in place as though he’s turning to stone. More than six hundred years of this existence, and he still does not have patience for this moment that seems to be stretching endlessly… Please, say something.
Your mouth finally settles on letting out a wordless cry of surprise before you launch yourself into his arms, wrapping yourself around him with your newfound strength. Valek did not expect such a physical response in lieu of a confession from you, but manages to catch you with ease, pulling you closer against his chest, one arm around your waist, the other running across your shoulders. Your bury your face in the crook between his neck and shoulder, squeezing him tightly.
“I love you too, Valek!” you exclaim, your voice muffled against him, but he hears every word. You lean back to look him in the eye, and his heart soars as he takes in the fierce joy in your expression. “I’ve loved you for ages.”
He can’t help but chuckle at the hyperbole, but his laughter is cut off as you press your lips to his, kissing him so passionately he swears his body is heating up as it responds to your touch. He kisses you back, letting out a deep, primal growl that has you gasping and writhing in his arms.
Valek immediately heads for the master bedroom, carrying you in his arms, moving slowly at an almost-human pace as he savours every moment of this. Of course, it wasn’t like he had a bed, but the chaise lounge beneath his window would be just perfect to lay you down on as he worshipped you.
However, upon entering his bedroom, he is taken aback by the significant changes made to his room. He gently sets you back on your feet, noting the changes with a suspicious eye. A massive four poster bed with dark, luxurious sheets now lies in the middle of his room, rose petals lining the floor from the doorway to the foot of the bed and scattered across the inky bedspread.
“Valek, how presumptuous of you!” you tease him with a giggle, taking in the new décor.
“I had nothing to do with this!” he insists, though he can’t say he’s upset with the renovations.
“Oh,” you mutter to yourself, seeming to have come to some realization. “I’m going to kill Cassandra,” you growl venomously. Valek turns to you, catching you fussing with your skirts.
“You think this was Cassandra?” he asks you, confused by your animosity towards your friend. It did seem like something that Cassandra would do to him, but she hadn’t been threatening you with the same sort of thing… had she?
“I know it was her,” you moan, hiding your face in your hands. “It matches…”
“What matches?” he asks, and you jump, looking at him guiltily.
“She uh… bought some things for me when we were having a Girl’s Night, as a joke... Insisted on it, really. And now I know why she did, and why she told me to wear it tonight… just for fun, she said…”
Cassandra had purchased you clothing to match the sheets of his bed?
Oh.
“That meddlesome little leech!” you hiss, stomping your foot in your fury, but Valek finds that his anger has completely dissipated.
“Show me,” he orders you in a low, soft voice, and you turn to look at him with wide eyes.
“W-What?” you ask meekly, yelping when he darts next to you again, cradling your face in one of his large hands.
“Show me, little one…” he croons seductively, his eyes shining brightly in the moonlight. “I want to see them…”
You give him a nervous, jittery smile, and he lowers his head to yours once more, kissing you deeply in a way that has you relaxing and pressing yourself up against him. You surprise him by running your hands up his chest and pushing his long dark coat off of his shoulders. Wanting to help you feel more at ease, he helps you, letting the heavy fabric pool on the floor at his feet. Continuing to allow you to take the lead, he lets you guide him back to the bed and sit him down, standing between his legs with a nervous expression.
“Do not be frightened or embarrassed, my treasure,” he murmurs, cradling your head in both of his hands. “I have never wanted the way I want you.”
His words seem to give you confidence, and you take a step back before reaching behind you to undo the buttons on your dress, yanking it down to the floor in one smooth movement and revealing yourself to him.
You are wearing a black brocade bustier that presses your breasts up enticingly, emphasizing your cleavage. Lacy black underwear is visible beneath the matching garter belt, holding up thigh-high stockings. The lingerie is adorned with silk ribbons dyed a deep red, matching the rose petals scattered throughout the room.
Valek lets out another possessive growl, lunging at you like a predator, his momentum carrying you both across the room until you are pressed against the glass of the windows. You gasp with surprise as his hands roam your body, relishing the look and feel of you wrapped up like a darkly sensual gift; all for him.
“You are the most glorious being that has ever walked the earth,” he whispers against your skin as his lips and teeth and tongue roam your neck and shoulders, mapping them just as his hands do the same to your body. You writhe against him, tangling your hands in his raven hair and pressing him closer, further into you. He groans at the feeling of you tugging on his locks, urging him to touch you more.
“I am unworthy of your beauty, beloved, but I will worship at your feet if you would allow it,” he continues, dropping to his knees to run his mouth from one hip bone to the next, savouring the path his lips take. You shudder beneath his ministrations.
“I should be worshipping you,” you counter, moaning as he kneads your ass in his large hands. “My love… my Master…”
“You do not ever need to call me that, my treasure,” he murmurs, rising to his full height once more to look down at you sternly, though he cannot deny that thrill of arousal that thrums through him, hearing that title from your lips. How he wants to possess you, to own you…
“I know I don’t need to,” you reply with a coy smile. “But I very much want to.”
There is a loud ripping noise as he tears the bustier to shreds off of your body, desperate to get his hands on you.
“You have to tell Cassandra you ruined that,” you tell him off-handedly as you give his shirt the same treatment, your clawed hands roaming over his massive chest, smooth and hard as marble before you attack him with you lips as well, moaning at the taste of him.
“Very well; you can explain that you ruined the bed,” he replies, the dark tone of his voice promising its destruction. He scoops you up and flits over to the bed, tossing you onto it before pouncing on top of you. You squirm and buck beneath him, clearly enjoying the feeling of being pinned by his larger frame.
“There is no escaping me, beloved. There is no escaping this…” he hisses, teasing your body with light touches of his long fingers that have you arching against him with a lusty cry. He kisses his way down your body, between your breasts and down your stomach until his head rests between your trembling thighs.
“Do you know how I savoured tasting these quivering thighs?” he purrs, pinning your legs and hips in place as he looks up your body at you. “That was my form of bloodlust, Y/N. After biting you here –” he pauses to sink his fangs into you exactly where he had when he Turned you, making you scream with ecstasy.
“– And here –” he repeats this gesture on your other thigh, and he can smell your arousal growing between your legs as you thrash beneath him. Between vampires, a bite did nothing more than provide the victim with a pleasant, painful ache, and you certainly seem receptive to it.
“– I could not stop myself from sinking my teeth into you again and again, everywhere I could reach. You are still mouthwatering, even now…” he purrs, as you shudder and moan wantonly.
“Do it again!” you cry out desperately, begging him for more of the painful pleasure, and he is more than happy to oblige, sliding up your body once more and pinning you in place.
“Yes, Valek!” you cry, throwing your head back as he claims your neck with his lips and teeth. “Please, take me! I want to be yours in every way,” you moan throatily, and he can no longer resist, tearing your remaining lingerie to shreds like a feral animal, leaving scratches across your pale skin that only seem to spur you on further. Dark and depraved; you were perfect for him.
Valek moves to the side of the bed to discard his remaining clothing, but doesn’t get very far before you reach over, ripping his clothing off of his body. He looks back at you, and you merely give him a smug smile in return.
“Just being fair,” you chirp up at him as you lounge against the sheets, looking like a delicious perversion of an angel. He gives you an indulgent smile, allowing you this one victory; you can cling to it when he’s claiming you again and again until even your immortal body is desperate for rest.
He grabs one of your bare ankles, tugging you so that your lower legs are dangling off the sides of the bed to either side of his own. Leaning down, he runs a clawed hand possessively up your body to your neck, giving it a firm squeeze.
“You wish to belong to me, little star?” he purrs, watching your eyes glaze over with desire as you nod frantically with an erotic groan, unable to speak. He grabs the back of your thighs, one in each of his large hands, lifting them up to wrap around his waist and making you lift yourself off of the bed until only your shoulders and head are on the mattress.
He looks down, seeing his hard, aching member so close to your entrance, looking past where his hands grip your hips and down your body to your delirious expression. He could he be so eager to defile something so innocent?
But defile you he would.
He lines his cock up with your dripping, wet entrance, and you let out a needy wail when he doesn’t thrust in after a moment.
“Please, Valek, take me!” you beg, and there has never been a more beautiful sound. “Make me yours, my love!”
He thrusts forward, fully sheathing himself inside of you in one smooth motion, coming to lean over you as you both moan in unison. Your mouth is in a constant ‘O’ of wordless pleasure, the occasional whine emitting from your lips as your eyes roll back into your head as he fucks you, making you his own in yet another way. You feel divine, wrapped so tightly around his cock, and your warmth… he finally understands the insatiability of some of his kind. This feeling… he never wants it to stop.
“Please, I need you closer!” you moan desperately, and he obliges, reluctantly removing himself from you before pouncing on you on top of the bed. But before he can slide himself inside you once more, you have flipped the two of you over, your legs to either side of his hips, and before he can do anything about it, you’ve dropped down onto him once more, enveloping his cock in your tight, sweet cunt and rolling your hips against his in a way that has him cursing in Czech, words that he wasn’t aware he even remembered.
“You are my undoing, Y/N,” he groans, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as you ride him passionately, fucking yourself hard and deep on his cock. “My siren. I will bring you pleasure everlasting, for all of my days.”
As if to prove his point, he grabs one of your wrists from where you’ve placed your hands on his chest to steady yourself, bringing it to his lips and sinking his fangs into your arm, making you keen in pleasure.
“I will have you always, little star,” he coos, even as he bites you again, feeling you tighten and shudder around him. “You are mine for always.”
“Always, Valek,” you moan, reaching down with your free hand to rub yourself just above where his cock was thrusting in and out of your cunt. He replaces your fingers with his own, searching for spots that have you nearly sobbing with pleasure and need, bucking up against him. He will learn to play you like a fine-tuned instrument; you have eternity after all.
“Fuck love, I’m getting close!” you wail, your bouncing on his cock taking on a stuttering, uneven pace. He sits up, the clenching of his abdominal muscles causing his balls to tighten with impending release, and bites your neck, keeping his fangs buried inside of you as he keeps his cock buried inside you as well, hands holding your hips as you climax hard, tightening around him as he fills you with his release.
You are seeing stars, but Valek only sees you; he’ll see only you for eternity.
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It's cheesy, and I don't care. I am a Cassandra here - not involved romantically, but more than willing to meddle when it comes to these two! Hope you all enjoyed!
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tenebris-lux · 6 months
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Content/trigger warnings: talk of self-destructive behavior and suicide.
Does anyone else find the changes in Jonathan … worrying? I think that promise to not tell Mina anything about the case is part of the reason. He can’t vent to her, she can’t encourage him to talk, so he’s starting to obsess, and the obsession is getting dragged out by the wait for the Czarina Catherine.
I’ve also been rereading a paragraph from October 3:
“To one thing I have made up my mind: if we find out that Mina must be a vampire in the end, then she shall not go into that unknown and terrible land alone. I suppose it is thus that in old times one vampire meant many; just as their hideous bodies could only rest in sacred earth, so the holiest love was the recruiting sergeant for their ghastly ranks.”
At first glance, one might think, “ohhh, that’s so sweet, he loves her so much….” But it’s not sweet. It’s … bad. Yes, he loves her THAT much. So much that if something were to happen to her, he’d let the same thing happen to himself. Vampires aren’t romantic creatures in this novel—they’re demonic, murdering monsters with no identifying behaviors of the person they used to be. The vampires are predators. They go after children, babies, take blood from people against their will, and sometimes enjoy their victims’ pain. Jonathan has seen this firsthand while helpless and in near-paralyzed states, has nearly been a victim of one. He knows all this. And his statement indicates he’ll willingly do that to other innocent people too if Mina turns.
As the vampire isn’t really who they were when alive, it’s not like it’ll be a comfort to each other if they both turn. For all we know, they might not have the same feelings for each other after they’re both vampires. Dracula lost all interest in Lucy once she turned. Jonathan would probably be Mina’s prime target (if she remembers; Lucy didn’t go after Arthur until he was in front of her, then she threw the child to the ground; and we knew how much he meant to her when she was alive). Harker didn’t promise to stake Mina either, so … he’d just let it happen.
Take out the word “vampire” and put in the word “zombie” or “ghoul”. It’ll amount to the same thing. She’ll bite him, he’ll turn … and then they’ll each hunt for more victims. Maybe together, maybe apart. It won’t be THEM anymore. His entries essentially say, “vampires can increase their numbers by going after their loved ones … fine. I’ll join them if it comes to that.” Become a “Devil of the Pit” like all of them. A “Thing,” as Seward called the vampire that had been Lucy.
So … to me, it sounds more like a suicide promise. He wouldn’t make sure she doesn’t hurt anyone else … he’d just follow suit. Because everything else in the world? It’s not even secondary; it’s inconsequential. Mina dies or turns, he’s not going to allow himself the chance to recover. Hell, if he sticks true to his vow, he might turn on the other guys to prevent them from staking her. And that would be against Mina’s dying wish.
Preferably, he wants the Count dead and out of their lives. Then … well, he’s not thinking about afterwards, because there might not be one.
Looking at his October 4 entry and comparing it to his behavior now, there’s clear deterioration in his psyche:
“For my own part, now that his horrible danger is not face to face with us, it seems almost impossible to believe in it. Even my own terrible experiences in Castle Dracula seem like a long-forgotten dream. Here in the crisp autumn air in the bright sunlight—
Alas! how can I disbelieve! In the midst of my thought my eye fell on the red scar on my poor darling’s white forehead. Whilst that lasts, there can be no disbelief. And afterwards the very memory of it will keep faith crystal clear. Mina and I fear to be idle, so we have been over all the diaries again and again. Somehow, although the reality seems greater each time, the pain and the fear seem less. There is something of a guiding purpose manifest throughout, which is comforting. Mina says they perhaps we are the instruments of ultimate good. It may be! I shall try to think as she does. We have never spoken to each other yet of the future….”
Since then, the very next day in fact, Mina made Jonathan promise to keep her ignorant of the plans to take out the Count.
“‘I promise!’ and as I said it, I felt that from that instant a door had been shut between us.”
Then a few days later, she asked for the assurance that she be taken down should she become a danger to anyone. Harker couldn’t promise that. But he did consent to read her the burial service. And if that fucked up Jack as we heard on the phonograph, what must that have been like for him? But even though she’s not technically dead, they’re keeping distance between them, so … he’s not doing well. His entries after the burial service have some cynical humor in them. Jack said today that Harker’s hands were like ice while they’re all just waiting for news, and he’s sharpening his blade “which he now always carries with him.”
None of these are good signs. The only future he’s thinking of at this point is the Count’s destruction, so that’s what’s defining him now.
Count Dracula may be a ways away, but he’s caused a psychic drain to happen to Harker. Again. And this time, Mina can’t help bring him back to health. He can’t open up to her, and she can’t get herself involved. They can’t balance each other or work together like they’re used to. All they can do … is just see each other. And hurt. And Jonathan’s best outlet right now is sharpening that damn knife.
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yaksha-lover · 9 months
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Spill your twst and madoka magica thoughts like a bucket of milk so I may be the cat that gets the cream (I, too, like both pieces of media and would love to see your thoughts 〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜)
Thanks for indulging me, haha <33 I prob forgot some stuff, but here’s what I thought of for now
Malleus is a very similar archetype to Homura. They both play the role of the social outcast who is incredibly lonely (and depressed in Homura’s case) because of their inability to fit in and have friends partially due to facing social isolation for most of their life (Homura was hospital-bound and Malleus was trapped in his castle). Also, they are/become the absolute chads of the universe basically invincible and unbeatable by anyone. They even have the same personality type (INTJ).
Then, one single person decides to befriend them. Obviously, Madoka and Yuu, the main characters of the series. The rest is me projecting a bit (non-canon for twst) because I love Malleyuu and I’m delusional, but I imagine if the ship were to happen their dynamic would be very similar to Madoka and Homura, where Yuu is mostly being kind/friendly/wholesome to him which causes Malleus to become very attached/protective over Yuu, one of the only people to ever genuinely care for him.
If you’ve ever seen that one scene of Madoka hugging Homura in the first timeline, that’s exactly how I imagine Malleus would be getting his first hug from Yuu.
Discussion about Malleus’ overblot and Homura’s actions in rebellion under the cut **spoilers**
If we look at Homura’s actions in rebellion, they’re so similar to what Malleus does during his overblot, except instead of a doing it for a friend/love interest, he does it for familial love.
Both are in a position where their loved one experiences suffering and/or (future) death. I won’t explain what happens to Madoka for those who don’t know because it’s super complicated, but basically Homura feels that she must save her from this situation, and is also very lost without Madoka by her side.
What do they both do? Create an alternate dream/universe where basically everyone is happy. It’s different in his overblot because of the different dreams versus one shared universe in Homura’s case, but it’s essentially the same in terms of the goal. Malleus creates dreams where everyone can have their own happiness, Homura creates a universe where the magical girls no longer have to be such, fight witches, and just generally suffer. All of them have their own individual details of happiness too, like Sayaka and Kyoko living together. Homura put that into this world even though she didn’t have to, only to make them happy, although she claims Madoka is her only priority.
These actions remind me so much of each other, especially the feeling of ‘I’m willing to be the villain if it means everyone else gets to be happy.’ Both of them know what they’ve done is fundamentally wrong on some level, but they’re willing to do what it takes to see their loved ones happy, no matter what extreme actions they must commit.
Both actions are also driven by the same desperation to keep their loved one by their side and the side of their own loved ones (e.g. Malleus doing it for Silver after seeing his grief over Lilia, Homura partially doing it for Madoka’s friends/family).
Also, overblots have a similar mechanic in madoka magica, that being a magical girl turning into a witch when falling into despair.
Obviously magic users are equivalent to magical girls in pmmm, and they also have an equivalent to magic pens, those being soul gems.
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The final form of a magical girl is a witch, in the same way that the final form of an overblot (if not stopped) is a phantom. When a magical girl’s soul gem becomes too polluted (from despair or not being cleansed from fighting a witch), she must cleanse it, and if she doesn’t she will become a witch. This is clearly similar to twst, where magic users can’t use too much magic and accumulate blot, or else they will overblot. Also, the emotional aspect of despair is a huge theme in twst as well during their overblots.
There is a difference in that all magical girls become witches (an existence of suffering and madness where they are not akin to their magical girl selves at all). This is pretty similar to the overblot phantoms seem in book 6. The other magical girls then have to fight the witch to stop it from hurting people/causing chaos and destruction. They’re often (sometimes unknowingly) fighting their own friends in witch form, similar to how nrc boys have been forced to fight their classmates when in overblot form.
It’s interesting to think if twst was a darker game and they took the route of ‘once you overblot there’s no coming back’ because that’s basically how it is in pmmm.
Anyway, thanks for listening to my rambles!!
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